can we talk about anakin skywalker

on your side

pairing: leona x gn!reader

cw: alcohol

summary: leona reckoned that bringing you home for the holiday was not the best idea, especially when you started rambling on about how amiable his brother was.

note: some good ol’ hurt/comfort for my favorite lion

Leona, head in his hand, silently regretted having brought you home for the two-week break.

To be fair, he never would’ve approved it, let alone suggested it. But the only alternative you had was to stay at one of Rook’s villas, and that peeved Leona in more ways than he cared to admit.

Mostly he worried that you wouldn’t get along with his family (because he never could), while a smaller part was concerned that you would be scared off by their… forcefulness.

All of that went out of the window as he sat across you at the dinner table, waiting for the moment his patience snapped so that he could drag your ass back to his room. It only took one day for you to get chummy with Farena and his wife, while Cheka had long been planning your wedding. 

Well, that’s not surprising. You managed to sneak your way into his heart after all, so it should really be within expectation that you managed to steal theirs. 

What was surprising though, was that Farena would take so much of a liking to you that he busted out one of the best (and strongest) fruit wines from the cellar after dinner. What was more surprising was that you accepted.

So now he was watching his brother and his wife struggle with the most basic of human abilities, speech, while you babbled on about your misadventures in NRC, your sobriety thrown out of the window.

“And then the chandelier fell-” You hiccuped. “-fell on Ace, and stirred up a whole dust storm in the canteen!” 

Farena inhaled loudly through his mouth before chortling. All his royal burdens, which were normally so indivisible from him, seemed to have vanished in his drunkenness, though Leona reckoned that he never had many to begin with.

The heavy door was pushed open, and Cheka poked his disheveled head in. “Oji-tan! Here you are! Can you tuck me to bed?”

Leona groaned and turned away in his seat, vaguely gesturing at the inebriated couple. “No. Ask your parents.”

“Ah, dar…darling,” Farena spotted his doe-eyed son and tapped his wife, attempting to rouse her from her haze, and made a series of incomprehensible hand gestures. Then he nodded and stood upright, swaying a little as he walked towards Cheka with open arms.

“It’s a pity, my dear,” she clasped her hand atop yours, face still raw from all the laughing. “But we should call it a day. Let’s talk- talk more tomorrow, ‘kay?”

“That sounds amazing, your majesty!” You saluted, earning an unbecoming snort from the queen. 

“And you, Leona, escort our lovely guest to their room, ‘kay?”

Leona hummed half-heartedly.

The family proceeded to trudge out of the dining room, leaving only him, you, and a few guards inside. After a beat, he started, “Had fun?”

“Oh, so much fun.” You giggled and reached for the bottle of wine. He snatched it out of your reach in a flash.

“Hell no. We’re leaving.” He walked around the table and grabbed your elbow, hoisting you up. 

“Ugh, the floor is melting…” you muttered before tripping over your own feet. If it weren’t for his iron grip, you would’ve face-planted onto the hard floor.

Soon as you regained your footing, you threw your arms around his neck, “Pleaze carry me.”

He clicked his tongue and pushed a few stray strands out of your face. “No.”

“Pleaseee?” You smushed your cheek against his shoulder, your hold around him loosening as a telltale sign of falling asleep. The tips of your ears were tinted red by the wine, and your body felt like hot iron against his.

The next thing he knew, he was cradling you in his arms as he paced the long corridors of the palace. Outside, Sunset Savannah was but a shadow against the night sky. It wasn’t totally dark, but a deep blue canvas with large and small stars embedded across it. The world out there had an unfathomable vastness, ever-expanding, never-ending. But right now, all Leona could focus on was your short breaths and attempts to snuggle even deeper into his embrace.

“Stop wriggling,” he said.

“You’re so mean…” you murmured, letting your arm fall limply to your side. 

“This is what you signed up for.”

“Yea, I know."

He turned a few corners and finally got to his room. It was many times bigger than what he had back at NRC, but the space had always been suffocating. With your presence though, it felt a little more pleasant. 

Just a little.

“Drink up.” He nudged your feet that were dangling off the side of the bed, offering a glass of cool water. You emptied it in no time.

“Your brother…” you said after leaning back onto the bed, now sounding less like there were sandpapers in your throat. “He’s nicer than I imagined.”

“Yeah?” He replied curtly, shrugging off his top layers so he could get cozy for bed. He had his back to you, but the flutter of his ears indicated that he was listening.

“Mhm. From what you told me, I expected him to be big and scary and unforgiving…” you slurred.

He couldn’t recall what exactly it was that he’d told you, but it must’ve been nothing good. Across the room, you fumbled with the collar of your shirt, trying to get some air. Agitation grew the more he watched. Eventually, he clicked his tongue and helped you release a few buttons.

“But he’s so nice! I mean, he’s a king and all that, but he’s also… not? I dunno. He’s really warm . It’s not awkward talking to him at all,” you grabbed his arm, as if remembering something. Your eyes were almost twinkling from your enthusiasm, and his hand working on your shirt faltered for a split second. “Oh, and he’s bright, y’know what I mean?” 

Leona didn’t answer. Of course he knew, he’d been hearing those words since he was born. What a radiant and exuberant boy! He’s sure to lead the country to a great future. All the while he would conceal himself in the shadows, listening in on those ignorant people’s exchanges.

It was only when he opened his mouth to speak that he realized how clenched his jaw was. A sense of unease had crept up on him, and your wobbly voice complimenting all of Farena's virtues swam in his head. No words came, or more precisely, no words that weren’t venomous.

Then, with a start, he realized he hadn't been worrying that you wouldn't bond well with his family at all-- he knew before anything that you would click the moment you met. No, he was just scared that you would come to understand why people compared him with Farena. He was scared you would see him how everyone else did:

Aloof, vicious, not enough. 

Buried memories flooded back into him, sharp as a polished knife. He touched the thought of you being on their side like a wound, and it answered with an ache. The pain was so abrupt that he could already feel something hardening within him. He opted to ignore it.

"Move over." He ordered, and you rolled to the other side of the bed. Without another word, he got under the covers and turned his back to you.

Silence seemed to stretch out, filling every corner of the room. Your shallow breaths gradually took on a calmer pace, and Leona thought for a second that you were already out for the count. Then your voice came, quiet but startling.

"Are you mad?"

A pause. "No."

"'Kay," you shuffled, turning to lay on your side. "Are you upset?"

"Go to sleep." He snapped.

"Was it something I said?"

He was partly annoyed, partly confused as to how you managed to notice the shift in his emotions even when you were drunk as a skunk. The space right behind him sank as you hovered over him, watching his side profile. He didn't need to look to know that you were observing him, but he did anyway, glaring back at your wide eyes with an edge impossible to hide.

"Was it the stuff I said about your brother?" 

The mention of Farena was like a step on his tail. Leona growled, pulling up the blanket so you would have nothing to look at. "Shut up."

Your arm gave out under you, and you fell back onto the mattress with a huff, creating the illusion that you'd given up. But knowing you, there was no way you would just let this slide.

Predictably, you started moving around again, this time trying to pull him down onto his back. Compared to him, your feeble arms felt even weaker when you were drunk, but you were annoyingly persistent enough that he gave up and complied. A scowl seemed permanently pasted on his countenance. "What."

In the lightless room, Leona had a better look of you than you did him. Your hair was a spectacular mess, spilling over your eyes, in which there was determination, penetrating his soul. He fought the urge to look away, fearing that his feelings, those idiotic fears of his, would somehow reach you.

“C’mon, don’t give me that look,” you scratched the back of your head. “Sure, your brother may be charming and— hey, don’t push me!” You slammed your hands down on either side of his head. 

“I swear to the Sevens, if you don’t-”

“No one can hold a candle to you, okay?” You snapped, as if the loudness of your voice could somehow force some senses into him. “No one even comes close. I know you’ve been told otherwise more often than not, but they're wrong. You're not abominable or wretched or lacking or pathetic or whatever the hell it is that they associate you with. Yes, you can be obnoxious and have a shell impossible to crack. Like a... turtle. But I know that deep down, you are not as unkind as they make you out to be.”

You waited and sighed at his silence. “Look, you don’t have to tell me how you feel. I know you hate gushy conversations. Just… I see you, okay? Even when the world doesn’t. And I love every part of you, even the hidden layers. Plus, you do have something your brother doesn’t.”

“And what may that be?” He probed.

You jabbed your finger at his chest. “This.”

“…My heart?”

You blinked, then cleared your throat. “Yea, that too.”

He wasn’t sure where to start, the whole speech you just did, the spontaneous turtle simile, or whatever the hell you meant by ‘that too’. The only thing he could mutter was, “Are you sure you’re drunk?”

“That’s your response?-”

“You just sound really collected-”

“Did you even hear a word I said?”

“Yes, crystal clear. Now sleep.” He grabbed your wrists and pulled, scoffing as you flopped onto him with a yelp. 

Calm seconds ticked by as you shifted in his arms, positioned just how you usually were back in his dorm room. The only difference was that his hold was tighter than usual, a silent revelation of the thoughts he couldn't voice. 

“For the record,” he pressed his lips to the crown of your head. “I don’t give a damn about what anyone has to say about me, except you. So…”

So as long as you’re by my side, I’ll never be afraid.

“…Never compliment my brother in front of me again.”

His words were wasted to the air— you were already gone in the land of Nod, blissfully unaware of the hell of a hangover you were going to go through the next day. A loving sigh escaped Leona as he ran his hand through your hair before dipping his head to kiss your cheek.

“Mm,” he grimaced as the sharp alcohol assaulted his nose. “Remind me to never let you drink again.”

i’ve seen the aot thirst tag and i’ve been summoned. lately i’ve been thinking about ~ guess who ~ *drumroll* JEAN of course 😌 you and him somehow end up in a friends with benefits kind of situation? you’re not even friends like that though. you just hook up regularly — because you’re young and horny and the chance of dying hovers over both of you every day.

he’s fucking you from the back, both of you standing up in a small closet, brooms and mops around you. ‘just a quick one, gotta get some relief’ he said. but it’s been well over ten minutes now. you don’t say anything, not wanting to hurt his ego; it also kind of seems like he’s enjoying it. a little too much. 

even with your back arched to give him a better access to your pussy, he’s incredibly close to your body and his hands are everywhere — your hips, your waist, yours tits, your neck. doesn’t even matter that you’re still wearing clothes. he’s huffing hot puffs of air onto your neck, trying to keep himself from moaning and not caring when you yourself let a small moan or whine slip out.

if anybody caught you, it would be an embarrassment. but you can’t make yourself care enough when jean’s making you feel so good.

he slips out of you after some time, making you whimper in protest. ‘turn around, wanna see your face when you cum and when i fill you up’ is his explanation. you can’t argue with that.

soon your back is pressed against the wall, your hands are holding onto his shoulders, your legs are wrapped around jean’s hips while he’s quickly pumping into you and he’s kissing you everywhere. on your face, on your neck; he kisses every inch of skin available to him. he makes you cum with his thumb on your clit and makes sure to push his load deep inside of you.

maybe you should have a talk.

IM — hOW DO I ADD ONTO THAT-

okay.. so think about him watching you fix your skirt, n he just bites his lip, ‘think you can keep it in til the end of the day?’ when you nod at him he smirks, ‘i’ll text you later. when i come over i better still see that cunt all full. hm?’

PLEAZE I DIDNT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO ADDD

Random Thoughts

You are not girl who has the ambition to 'fix' those frat boy and womanizer.

You knew you didn't have the card to play with him, and it's only exist in the fairytale that girl use her love to melt and pull a heart of wanderer back.

Colin Shea, your childhood friend and your old crushed on, is the one.

You can't deny that you never dreamed about testing the power of love. But when you saw his all girlfriends, the way he treats his girlfriends, all the flirting, laughing and his high standards, the bubbles popped and then you swear never showed him.

"Jellybean, I'm home!" Colin's voice awake you from your slumber, the dreams about dating him always sweet.

No wonder it's only just a dream.

"Colin, need water?" You stand up and fold thr blanket, put it on the sofa, and step into the kitchen.

"Um...yeah..I need to take a shower first to get your kiss. Waiting for me, 5 minutes, pleaz...."

You smiled when he disappeared in bathroom. Prepared the pain killer and a glass of water, you checked the front door is locked. And heard Colin called you.

"Hey, Jellybean! Did you changed the shampoo? Why it smell different?"

"Because it's bathroom cleaner, drunk boy."

"Huh...oh..."

Sigh, you step in the shower. take the right one and look at him

"Let me help you, okay?"

He gives you a goofy smile to flutter your heart and lowed his body.

"Sure, sweetheart. Anything for you."

When you busy with washing his hair, his arms sneak around your waist, he hummed a song but too broken to hear clear

"Does that feeling really good?"

"It's the best things happened in my life so far, and I want to married you now."

"Aww, you're too sweet, drama king. I believe there's a lot woman want to be with you."

You try to calm your heartbeat, remind you that he's drunk and he didn't know that is he talking about.

"Speak of married, why are you still not my wife now? Or at least be my girlfriend?"

"Because we're friends, Colin. All right, I need to wash those soaps so put your heads down, giant puppy."

He snuggle his head on your chest, you pet his back while opened the shower on.

"Then I must an idiot, the pearl stands in front of me but I didn't realized until now."

"Yeah yeah, you're only see me when you drunk, buddy. The rest I'll let you do it, I'm going to change my clothes."

You pushed him off and passed by, but Colin caught your forearms and trapped you between the walls and his body.

"Colin?" He stared at you, you suddenly noticed that he's awaken.

He called your name.

"Seriously, I don't know why I didn't see that obvious things until now. But you...you are the special one to me. You're beautiful, smart, friendly, funny and loyalty."

He touched your face tenderly, and his sights moved to your parted lips.

"Remember when we joined Johnny's birthday party, we played the game that to test how you trust your friend?" You nodded

"You're the only one who could touch my upper back, near my neck and I won't shivered or try to shake off. Even my brain didn't acknowledge, my body was already trust you enough to be mine."

You could smell the whiskey and tequila he drank when he's in the bar. It's drunk you now. Your distance is more and more closer.

"I'll say that again when tomorrow come, Jellybean. but now, give me my kiss."

a/n: Don’t know why I want to write this...but I just couldn't leave the friends to lovers trope(*/ω＼*)

Intimacy prompt 34 and 37 for IronStrange pleaze?.

Oh I think Have I Ever is my favorite work of yours in intimacy because there's no way those 2 will get together without being dramatic first haha XD

Hey! Thank you for the ask, and thank you for the compliment, I'm happy you're enjoying these prompts!

Whew! I'm making some progress on these prompts!

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‘Do you regret it?’

Tony pulled up his sunglasses so he could give him the full effect of his unimpressed stare.

‘Am I supposed to pluck the context out of thin air, Strange? Regret what?’ he asked, flicking his sunglasses back into place, and sinking his feet further into the scorching sand. He heard the breath leaving the wizard’s lungs as he sat up on the blanket, the shift of bare skin across the fibers of it.

‘No, because you know exactly what I’m talking about.’

Groaning dramatically, Tony flung his arms out behind him to support his weight as he leant back, palms stinging from the heat of the sand, glorious, smoldering heat. He didn’t answer straight away, keeping his gaze locked on Morgan leaping through the frothy waves, Peter a few seconds behind her, just as excited.

‘No. No, I don’t regret it.’

His divorce with Pepper wasn’t something he liked to talk about, but their relationship was well past the point of idle chitchat. Hours wedged together on an alien spaceship would do that. They’d stared at death incarnate together, had given everything they could to stop Thanos, and that formed a connection between people, regardless of their backgrounds.

Magical or not.

Tony sat up, inching closer to the shade Stephen had refused to leave the whole time they’d been at Malibu, and taking a moment to eye up his milky white skin. The man looked like he could get sunburnt in the shade. Using magic to tilt the umbrella so Tony could share, Stephen scooped up the seashells Morgan had found earlier, gleaming treasure she had entrusted him with their safekeeping.

It made him smile, how seriously Stephen treated her, and it made an unusual sensation stir in his chest, a feeling he hadn’t felt in a long time, not since he’d first started dating Pepper.

‘I think she loved the idea of me, what I could be, what I would’ve been if not for Iron Man,’ Tony said suddenly, watching his kids screech as the Cloak chased after them, shaking water from its fabric, indicating it’d been dunked in saltwater.

‘I wanted to be that man for her, I really did, and she’s still one of the most important people to me, not because she’s the mother of my child, but because I love her. I always will, just not in the way she deserves.’

‘Tony, this wasn’t an excuse for you to start tearing your self-esteem into ribbons,’ Stephen scolded.

‘I’m not, I’m answering your question. I knew, we both knew as soon as I leapt aboard the alien doughnut that it was over. We tried to work past it, all of us left behind in the five years you guys were gone tried to cobble our lives back together, but it…’ Tony sighed, scooping up a handful of sand and gazing at the millions of sun-kissed gems, fragments that created a whole.

‘I get it, I suppose it’s hard to love a hero, it’s hard to understand…unless you’re one yourself.’

‘I don’t blame her for wanting me to give up Iron Man, I get it, I just…couldn’t. I tried, but as soon as you came to me about Thanos, I knew I had to go…I didn’t stop to think about how it might affect her, jumping on another suicide mission.’

Tony reached over Stephen’s ridiculously long legs to reach his can of lemonade he’d left there earlier, grimacing at the warmth of the liquid, but grateful for the way it soothed his dry throat.

‘What about you, asshole, you got a special lady?’ Tony asked, deflecting the conversation.

‘Nope, no special someone,’ Stephen stressed the last part, watching the kids in the water and inhaling deeply.

Now that Tony didn’t know. He should’ve really, after the flirty little wink he’d given when they’d first met, but Tony had chalked that up to the man showing off his impressive skills. Tony wasn’t arrogant enough that he couldn’t admit Stephen had an extraordinary repertoire of skills, and the man could fight…but he didn’t have to verbalize it.

Strange had a big enough head already.

‘You were right, this…this was needed,’ Stephen said, waving a hand at the beach, indicating the this. Tony was distracted by the tremble in his fingers, the slender scars across his fingers and the back of his hands, revealing the trauma, the pain he must have felt having pins in his bones.

He could understand that, the story scars left behind, the proof of their hubris.

‘Well, I promised you both, didn’t I? Once we got back to Earth and everyone was saved, we were going to have a holiday. No outer space travels, no insane alien overlords trying to destroy us. Just us, the sun, sea and warm lemonade,’ Tony held his up in a toast, grinning as Stephen grabbed his own can and clinked the side of it.

Morgan had stopped running in the sea and was now digging a hole in the sand with her bare hands, watching as the tide came in and filled it, trying to create a moat of sorts. Lifting her head, Tony watched the briny breeze tease her salt-crusted tangles away from her face. His love for her startled him at times, how he could love another being as much as this. He loved Peter too, the kid had been his driving force to discover the trick behind time travel, and he’d risked everything to bring him home.

Thinking about them both made other feelings surface too, black oozing things that he tried to suppress, negative feelings about why his own father couldn’t have felt the same, if one day he would treat Morgan and Peter with the same cold-hearted disregard.

‘Tony, hey douchebag, you alright?’

The sun overhead burnt his gaze gold as he lifted his eyes, leaving him dazed and blinking back tears.

‘Yeah, sorry, I’m good.’

‘You drifted away there…anything you want to talk about?’ Stephen asked, his tone careful, trying not to probe.

‘Nah, Doc, just my daddy issues rearing their ugly head again.’

Stephen looked at him then, his aquamarine eyes glowing from the sun’s reflection, and Tony felt like his gaze was burning back the layers he swathed himself in, piercing his body and reading his mind. He couldn’t explain it, but he’d always had the sense Stephen knew more than what he revealed, that he could see things in the fabric of the universe that Tony was blind to.

Fourteen million futures, each a glimpse of a possibility, how many more of them were out there? What else had Stephen seen?

‘Tony, you’re a wonderful parent,’ Stephen argued.

‘How would you know!’ He regretted the snap, knowing it was part of his self-defense mechanism, but Stephen didn’t know him that well yet to recognize it for what it was, and he opened his mouth to apologize when he suddenly found a trembling hand across his mouth.

‘Because I’ve watched you with them. I saw you with Peter on the ship, the sheer horror in your eyes when you thought you’d brought him to his death, I could literally hear your brain trying to think of a way to send him home. With Morgan, Tony, you worship the ground she walks on, you’re caring, attentive…’ Stephen trailed off, a slight redness to his cheeks as he let his hand fall.

Tony went to warn him that he was burning from the sun when he caught sight of Stephen’s gaze fixed on his lips. Feeling daunting, he let the tip of his tongue come out to wet his bottom lip, suppressing his laugh when he saw Stephen’s blush deepen, his gaze turning back towards the sea.

He could do one of two things here. Ignore what had just happened and go back to the carefree attitude they were enjoying at the beach, or address the issue and explore the possibilities of what it could mean for them. Despite how quickly his brain tended to work, the way it could create possible scenarios and see them through in order for him to select the best one, Tony found himself hesitating.

‘When you said it’s hard to love a hero…were you referring to yourself?’ Tony asked.

Stephen didn’t answer for a moment, his gaze now on the Cloak shielding the kids from the worst of the sunshine, its collar dipping down as it tried to examine the castle Peter was building beside Morgan’s moat.

‘It’s not hard to love you,’ Stephen answered, his words nearly lost in the breeze.

‘I’ll have you know it’s near impossible to love me,’ Tony joked, his mouth moving faster than his brain. ‘I’m a mess, I forget about people when I’m inventing, I’ll always put the safety of Earth before my partner-’

Stephen’s mouth on his made his ramblings stop, the touch of shaking fingers on his jaw felt like wind brushing over sunburnt skin, blistering and soothing in equal measure.

‘It’s because of those things that I like you,’ Stephen murmured against his lips. ‘It’s not the idea of you I love, Tony Stark, I know who you are. Fourteen million versions of you.’

Despite the surprise he felt at this revelation, the clench in his gut from the anticipation of what this could mean, Tony smiled against his lips, leaning closer.

‘Sorry I didn’t ask,’ Stephen whispered across his mouth. ‘Can I kiss you again, Tony?’ His free hand covered Tony’s on the sand as the other continued to sweep across his jawbone, down to his throat and back again.

‘I could be persuaded,’ Tony agreed with a laugh, pretending to fight off Stephen’s tongue invading his mouth, falling back to the ground dramatically. ‘Why, Doctor Strange, I didn’t know you had it in you!’ he mock gasped, wriggling away from Stephen’s lunge, and getting to his feet as he scrambled down to the water.

‘Prepare to eat seawater, Stark,’ Stephen growled from behind him, giving chase.

He’d never seen himself in this position five years ago, hadn’t been able to see past the frigid metal walls of the doughnut ship as he hurtled forward on his suicide mission, but he was glad events had led him here. Looking over his shoulder at Stephen’s skin gleaming in the light as he pelted after Tony on the beach, he screamed for Morgan to save him, cackling as she ordered the Cloak to stop the Sorcerer Supreme.

This wasn’t where he saw his life at all, divorced, a beautiful daughter, an all but adopted mutant child, a sentient Cloak and a potential wizard boyfriend, but he was happy.

For the first time in years, he could say with complete honesty that he was content with his life.

Making up after a fight with hq!! boys  pt.2

headcanons of when the hq!! boys have a fight with their s/o, and how they make up after the fight

✕  KAGEYAMA TOBIO ✕

“You don’t know anything y/n. just leave me!”

And yeah you just simply did.

You weren’t in the mood to fight anyway. He was just having his weekly bad mood, that you know now based on experience, is something that would only end if you don’t give a fuck.

The both of you never actually had a huge serious fight before. He was to much of an airhead to make up any good arguments. So for the sake of his cute ass pride, today you decided to just stay quiet.

As much as you love witnessing cute grumpy Tobio, you had a project due tomorrow, and you ain’t risking your future scholarship for this.

He was left on the cold steps outside the gym where you left him. He knew he needed to talk to you somehow, but how?

He is the king on the court, but if he was placed on court vs you, he would probably unconsciously prove himself guilty.

Poor baby doesn’t know shit about relationships. He ended up asking the third years for advice, cause as huge as his pride was, his affection for you was beyond that. This didn’t go untouched by Tsukki’s teasing tho

“Haha, more like king of the simps.”

“Don’t listen to him, Kageyama. You’re cute as a simp.”

Welp that didn’t work.

He was now blaming himself for paying more attention on squeezing your thighs rather than paying attention on the kdramas he watched with you. That would’ve been a good reference.

The next day when he saw you on the courtyard, adorably munching on your lunch, he decided he desperately needed to confront you now.

With his signature grumpy face, he walked towards you. Your friend excused herself, leaving the both of you alone. You sweetly tilted your head while looking up at his tall stature.

Then suddenly placed in front of your face, was a small milk carton, with a sticky note that said,

‘pleaz  I’m sorry ’

You laughed. At first he was confused as to what was so funny. Did he misspell it or something? But then you took out a same milk carton and with a pen, you wrote on its top,

‘I’m sorry too ♡ ’

He couldn’t give a single shit about the people watching. He instantly embraced you, shutting his eyes as he laid his chin on top of yours.

✕ MIYA ATSUMU ✕

“You’re getting on my nerves, babe. I’m not kidding” he hissed at you

“I…I can’t do this right now.” you softly stood up from your table, “Thanks for ruining our date, love. Way to go!”

If there’s one thing Miya Atsumu doesn’t like sharing, it would be your love and attention.

Your ex is currently hospitalized. Even though you broke up, you were still on best friends terms with him. You both ended on a good note, and all is well. So it won’t be surprising if you’d go visit him once in a while.

Atsumu is a mature man, but sometimes his possessiveness gets to much. It is normal for one to want attention, it’s just that Atsumu’s way of saying it that day was really awful.

All you wanted was his trust. You wanted him to know that he can trust you on not leaving him. But you were confused as to how.

Suddenly the best idea came up to your mind and you called him. But he didn’t answer

The moment he saw your name on his phone screen, he felt triumphant. And was too much of a jerk to answer.

You didn’t bother calling again cause you knew him too well. So you decided to just get it over with tomorrow. He on the other hand, was using every fibre of his ego to restrain himself from pressing call back. His ego won at the end of the day.

But he couldn’t get a blink of sleep that night. He has now realized how much your ‘good night, sweet dream’s impacted him.

It was his necessity.

You, my friend, are the high school sweetheart. Every guy wants to get their claws on you. So when they saw that your hand was not occupied by the famous Miya Atsumu during lunch break, the whole male student body went barbaric.

You didn’t like how they were frequently touching you. Even if Atsumu can be a jerk sometimes, he doesn’t treat you like a property.

He treasures you for who you are.

You were too lost in your mind to notice that another guy was practically about to pounce you. You scoffed and smacked his hands,

“I think the fuck not you horny son of a bitch.”

He was about to throw hands at you, but another fist came flying on to his face

“She thinks the fuck not you horny bitch.” the guy eventually went away

Atsumu’s hands straddled your waist pulling you closer, not letting you go. You went all soft when you heard his breath trembled on the top of your hair. He pressed his forehead against yours,

“How bout we make up, yeah?”

At the end of the day, you told him your idea and he was happy to hear that you wanted to introduce him to your ex that was really eager to meet him. He turned out to be a cool guy.

pretty sure my wifi pooped out on me again when I tried to send this, so I hope it goes through this time!!

I wanted to jump in and send all my positive vibes your way so you can get better! 🥰 please stay hydrated and eat whenever you can!!

Aside from that, what have you been up to lately?? How is that new show you’ve been watching? 😍ily!

Hello there angel!! 🥺🥺❤ Yes yes it finally went through this time and I hope you know just how much it made me happy! Please jump on me I'm all youuurs 🥰🥰🥰

I have finished Devil's Line the other week and it was intriguing enough to reel me in into reading the manga (I don't read much of manga honestly I prefer watching) and I really liked the plot!! I'm glad that it actually explored their take on the vampire/devil trope instead of focusing on the romance. It had a decent plot concerning aspects of the government. I also adore the fact that there are characters that are implied to be asexual, aromantic, gay, and lesbian; such canonically established diversity from the author themselves just feels very refreshing to read through. All in all it might have needed more work on the sequence of introducting their characters (so many of them were abruptly introduced) but it was still a fun read.

I have actually been attracted to one of the characters after reading the manga-

Presenting Kirio Kikuhara

I hate him. I love him. I hate him again. This man I swear aaaaa. I have been having being- fuck-buddies-with-your-boss daydreams because of this man. I really love his name too??? Like it's so sexy??

Kirio.

DBBWBSBSBSB

Goodness I talk a lot

How about you? What are you up to these days? Is everything all good bb?? I hope you're having an amazing day today babeee.🥰

I promise to stay hydrated and to eat whenever I can! ❤ Now you gotta promise me back that you'll be doing the same too, okay? 🥺🥺🥺

I love youuu. Now would you pleaze let me return the hug back? 🥺

Kai has 2 kids ? And none of them has ever tried to go to daddy and mommy room while they are doing .. the do ?! Of course it has to be kaito. A terrible nightmare. He wants comfort so goes there .hears mommy "screaming" so he just overhauld the door. Not let mommy die again (almost half awake hlalf sleeping). and kai's brain stopped for seconds *what a time to be attacked can't fight naked* and just the little man ruining everything. Kaito doesn't *fully* remember next day. Scenario pleaz

Kai is tired of Kaito not knocking on doors... baby just don't get that he need to knock on the doors! Its a polite thing to do Kaito!

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All the day he had been cockbloqued...

Having Kaito in his life was definitely a life changed experience and he didn't regret it at all but dear god this kid wouldn't get too much away from you and WHEN HE LET YOU TWO ALONE it didn't take more than 2 minutes for this kid to come back, demanding your presence and one hundred percent of your affection.

He wasn't a brute... but at any point he was just going to become a cave man if this kid wouldn't let him have some quality time with HIS WIFE.

He lost count of how many silent wars he had with the toddler until the current days in favor of your attention...

Now it was night time, he could get what he wanted... nope, the brat today didn't wanted to sleep apparently, proclaiming that it wasn't his bedtime yet and that he wasn't tired.

Chisaki was this close to drugging Kaito into unconsciousness so he could at least have you for a few hours. This close.

"You and daddy don't go to bed at this hour, so why should I?" The kid asked looking up at you with serious eyes but the pout already forming.

"We are going to bed Kaito, but we; since we are boring adults; have some things to take care of." You carresed his dark brow hair gently, prompting a smirk from your little boy.

"Besides." You gave him a sudden raspberry on his cheek, making him yelp with laughter "If you actually sleep, me and dad will take a day off tomorrow and just have one of those lazy days."

"I didn't said I-"

"You will." You said before stucking your tongue out mockingly before returning your attention to your other baby. You didn't notice the way those golden eyes had darkened.

Yeah, continue showing this tongue to him to see what you get...

"All the day tommorow? No boring paperwork or me having to have lessons?" The child asked, looking hopefully at his father whose was at the entrance of his bedroom.

Chisaki sighed before answering in false irritation.

"Yes, you will have a break from your lessons, but only if you obey." The kid's smirk turned into a wide smile as he thanked his father.

Kaito hugged you tightly on the neck before kissing your cheek, looking his father in the ey the whole process.

Fucking brat.

"Have seeet dreams my sweet baby." You mumbled on his forehead.

"I'm not a baby mommy!" He complained while Chisaki approached only to pet his head as a good night.

"What? I call your daddy this all the time." You notice how Chisaki muscles tensed and the glare he sended to you.

"(Y/N)..." he growled as a warning, only making you giggle while Kaito finally settled down and felt his eyes heavy as his head hitted the pillow.

Both of you tip toed carefully before checking one more time on the child, closing the door very slowly.

"Not tired huh?" You whispered mockingly as you took one more last glance at your little sleeping boy.

"That brat just is stubborn." Groaned Chisaki in relief.

Finally.

"Like his father you mean?" The only answer he gave it to you was a dark glare before scooping you up in his arms, almost making you yelp.

"Kai what the hell?!" You whisper yelled, yet your smile still evident in your face.

... until he took of his mask with one hand while he holded you firmly against him with his arm and started to attack your neck like his life depended on it.

"I swear that I love that brat but for fuck's sake I'm tired of not getting what I want." He bite down on the crook of your neck, kissing slightly as a form of apology after hearing you whisper.

"Impacient are we?" You asked breathless, but definitely excited at this point.

"Definitely." He said closing the door behind him.

~

It wasn't normal for Kaito to have nightmares but when it happened it wasn't... exactly that bad.

But today he just had this weird drean that you walked out of the house, and didn't come back... his father had simply vanished and he was alone trying to find you... with no success.

He woke up, not screaming not crying either, just sweating cold and with a discomfort on his chest.

His eyes were still clouded with sleep, so he took the chance that he was at least half awake, to go into his parents room for some comfort...

He slowly got out under the fluffy covers of his bed and slowly made his way to his mommy and daddy's room.

Although when he was getting close to it he heard... noises.

You mostly were making sounds of... pain? Was mommy in pain?

His heart started to speed up along with his steps to his parents room, the noises only increased and was the breaking point for the little five years old, whose was very worried about his mommy at this point.

Where was daddy?! Why wouldn't he go in there and check what was wrong with you on the first place?!

He barged himself on the room yelling desperately but trying to sound threating.

"MOM ARE YOU OKAY?!"

Kai, in protective mode already, covered your form quickly while shouting with a dark and terrifying voice. Even making shivers run down on your sline, specially since you were so close to him.

"AVERT YOUR EYES!"

"Wait. Daddy?"

The room went silent and Kai felt his whole face burning at hearing his five years old boy voice in the room.

And his giggling, yet embarrassed as fuck, wife wasn't helping to his blush.

"Uh..? Daddy what are you doing on top of mommy? Is she hurt or something? Why you have purple marks on your neck and her's too? What does it mean 'avert'?"

The questions just kept coming and Chisaki, when he got back to his senses, groaned out loud while burring his face in the crook of your neck.

You poked him under the covers offering his underwear while trying to stiffle your own laughter. He took it quite abruptly from your hands and discreetly put it back... cringing.

"Kaito Chisaki don't you know how to knock?" He growled while getting out of bed.

"Sorry. I heard noises and thought momma was in pain." Now it was your tine to blush "are you okay mommy?" The child asked, trying to get close to you before Chisaki picked him up with a huff.

"Your mother is fine. Go back to sleep brat." He said leaving the room while Kaito waved a little good night to you.

"...ew dad you're sweaty. Why are you sweaty like this?" Kai groaned, containing his furious crinson blush forming on his face and ears.

"I went to a night run ok? Sleep." He said while putting the already knocked out child before making his way back to his room.

When he made eye contact with you, before locking the door TWICE, you started to laugh, makingbhim even more irritaded.

"D-Did you seriously just told a five years old to 'a-avert his eyes'?! Oh my god!" You picked a pillow to muffle your quacking while your husband sended you daggers through his glare.

"I honestly don't know which one was worse, Kaito barging in the room or that one time when Mimic entered..." he groaned in embarrassment while laying down again next to you, bringing his hands to his face.

You laughed even harder at his comment, which resulted a huff of his and a painful pinch on your side before he towered over you again.

"Wait. Still wanna-?"

"I don't like leaving the things I do in half angel." Were his last words... more like growls...

Shouldn't have laughed at him...

~

Bonus:

"Kaito..." the kid looked up from his coloring book to hsi rather nervous blushing parents.

"About last night..." you started.

The kid tilted his head in confusion, stopping his actions with his colorful pencil.

"What about?"

"You barged in our room... brat." Chisaki groaned, he really didn't wanted to have this talk...

"I did?" The kid askes in pure confusion.

Your faces features relaxed for a bit before you confirmed your suspecions.

"What was the last thing you remember about last night sweetie?" The kid looked down for a minute in thought before returning his (E/C) at you.

"You and daddy's promise to have a lazy day with me if I went to bed... Why?"

"Oh thank god." Both you and your husband sighed simultaneously while plopping down in your chairs in relief while Kaito only lifted up his eyebrow at both of you.

No talking about the birds and the bees... what a relief.

Pesky pups and pretty ladies

No application, no warning, heck, not even an email! Kamal was already working on two other applications from the other night, and before he knew what was even happening, from the corner of his vision through the window he saw some Habititans gathering around the entrance to the ‘carnival’ area. 

He didn’t think much of it at first, maybe the kids were trying to mess with Ronbo, he was the clown after all, but when he poked his head around the office’s big, clunky computer he saw-

Wait wAS THAT ANOTHER FREAKIN KID?

He bolted up from his chair and ran out to the balcony, gripping the railing as he leaned forward, squinting to see what was happening. In the middle of a few of the residents was definitely a new person, no doubt. Ohh god oh GOD what the heck? They definitely weren’t expecting anyone today, who..??? Geez, aw geez.

“Haaaaaabit! We got a! Thing!!!!” He called out from the balcony, his voice creaking with anxiety. He didn’t want to deal with this today!...

Kamal was staring down into the carnival area, rubbing his temples as Habit came up behind him, peering around to see his assistant’s face.

“Kamal? Whate’s the matter?”

He watched with curiosity and confusion as his assistant just gestured frustratingly down to the carnival, following his gaze. Oh! There was a little group down there, now what were they doing?

“Eye.. do’nt understand, whate is happening?”

He frowns a little bit as Kamal drags his hands down his face with a big sigh, looking up at him. The anxiety and worry was very apparent on his face... his hand twitches a little, wanting to hold his face, but he doesn’t.

“I dunno if you can see or not, but uh. The Habititans? Are? Around a. Uh. A kid. New kid. Like, ah, no application or anything I didn’t recognize them Habit oh my god what are we gonna do?!”

Kamal starts running his fingers through his hair and curling it around his fingers as he starts rocking on his heels a little. If this kid just showed up, without parents, or, hell, even with parents but no application, ohhh they’re gonna get in so much trouble.

He jumps a bit feeling big hands on his shoulders, looking up at Habit. 

“Kamal. It iz o.k. We wille figure thise out! Let us go ande greete theme!”

Kamal forces a little bit of a smile, taking a deep breath as he pats Habit’s arms, shaking his head as those big hands remove from his shoulders.

“Y.. yeah, yeah. Okay. That’s probably for the best anyways, uh, lets! Lets just go, yeah?”

Habit gives him a smile, just barely showing his teeth, and pats Kamal on the back as the two of them head down the elevator. They don’t say much, but Kamal can feel Habit staring down at him as he nervously fidgets and messes with his hair. He’s still really worried, but! But it’ll be fine, right? Right. They wont get sued, I mean, its not like Parsley is hanging out in the carnival. Its not like he’ll see this kid, coming in unannounced and unplanned, and think to sue them. Haha, right? Right?? That wont happen.’

Kamal doesn’t notice the elevator ding and open up at first, not till Habit pats his back and coaxes him out. Geez, okay, he needs to just. Breathe and take a moment to get out of his own head.

He takes their long walk down the long hallway to the boiler room to do just that, holding his hands together in front of them and staring down at them. He feels a hand on his back, Habit making sure to guide him and keep him walking. Its appreciated, to say the least.

By the time they exit that big door in the back of the boiler room, Kamal is at least calm enough to not be almost pulling out his own hair.

“Are u o.k?”

He didn’t jump at least, but as Kamal looked up at his boss, he took a moment to take in the worried expression on his face. They both stopped, just a few feet shy away from the door, just staring at each other. Kamal let out a weary sigh before finally answering.

“I.. I’m worried! A lot, but... but it’ll be fine, right? We’ll... figure it out... probably.”

A smile creeped up on Habit’s face and he nodded, giving Kamal’s head a little pat pat.

“Yese it will! Do note worri, if it go-es bad, eye will handl it. Thise is mine Habitat, after all.”

Kamal manages a smile back for him, but. His words both comfort and continue to worry him. But they weren’t going to figure out just standing here, so he decides to lead the way this time, with Habit following just a touch behind him.

The gathered Habitians had moved from the carnival gates into the middle of the courtyard, it looked like... Ronbo, Mirphy, Tiff and Jimothan were gathered by the new kid, talking amongst themselves and looking rightfully worried. They all turned their heads hearing Kamal and Habit approach, which made Kamal feel incredibly small.

Thankfully Habit took charge and stepped in front of Kamal, smiling with open arms.

“Hell-o evry-one!! I hear thate we have a new visitor two-day!” He clasps his hands together, gazing down at the awkward-looking teen in the middle of the adults. “Amd who mite you be, younge man?”

The boy just stared at him for a moment, probably taking in the height difference, before shaking his head and grinning wide with teeth covered in braces. He was a nerdy looking kid, to say the least, dressed up far too warm for this summer heat. But, Habit supposed he used to dress in a very similar way in his teen years...

“O-oh! Uh!” Wait, he clears his throat a bit, trying to keep his voice from so obviously cracking. “I’m Trevor Garbo! And I heard from a...” He gets all shifty eyed for a moment, before looking back to Habit with squinty eyes. “Reliable source, that you guys might have a Vampire lurking around here!! I had to come see for myself!”

Habit just blinked down at the kid, and he could feel how dumbfounded his expression looked. He glanced over to the adults around Trevor, who all seemed just as exasperated and confused. O-key... um. Hmm..

“Weel! I amn not knowing about thise, but... ah.. Trevor, did you come here... a-lone?”

He didn’t turn around, but he could feel Kamal behind him grabbing nervously at his coat. He could practically feel him begging for the answer to be no. And, well, Habit was hoping for that too of course. But if this kid did come here alone....

“..Oh, nah! Uh, actually. My mom dropped me off.”

Relief. Kamal practically melted into a puddle, and Habit felt a little weight off his shoulders too. Although...

“Dide she? Ah, iz.. she stille aroumd?”

The blank stare Trevor gives him does Not inspire confidence.

“Uhhh, nah? Nah, she left, for like. Work stuff I dunno. She heard me talking about this place and thought it’d be a nice place to drop me off while she did work stuff. Uh, that’s like. Okay, right? I mean, this is already way better than being alone at the house for weeks!”

....Oh god he’s sweating. What the heck? Okay. O-key, o.k, umm...

“Did... yew happ-en two fill out a app-licaton? Ate all?”

He’s trying not to seem too nervous, but he gets the feeling Trevor can tell anyways.

“Uh, nah. Was I.. ‘sposed to?”

A. Perfect.

Before he could even think of what to say next he felt movement behind him, and when he turned to look he saw his assistant hurriedly making his way to the carnival.

“Ah- Kamal! Waite!”

He started to follow only to stop, looking back at Trevor, who was starting to look just as worried as the adults. No, no that wont do. He squats so he’s not looking down at the kid, giving him a big, closed smile.

“Oh, do note worri, маленький, you hav no-thimg two be a-fraide of. We wille handle every-thing! Juste be nice two the others, o.k?”

When Trevor relaxes Habit stands tall again and gives him a pat on the head before turning quick and rushing after Kamal. He catches up with a few strides of his long legs and grabs him by the arm, stopping him for going further.

“Kamal. Pleaze, re-lax. Whate are you ev-en planning?”

His grip isn’t tight by any means, and he still feels badly about it, but he doesn’t let go. He can take a pretty good guess at what Kamal is wanting to do, but.. He doesn’t need to see his face to see how stressed out and worried he is about this situation, he can feel it in how Kamal trembles.

“If... if I can just. Just talk t-to, to Parsley, and.. and explain! What. Just happened! I’m.. I can fix this, and.. and get a handle on, on the situation, before... before it gets worse, so.. s-so let me go, doc, I can.. I got this.”

“No, Kamal, you do note.”

“AND WHY NOT?!”

Habit jumps slightly, hearing Kamal raise his voice like that, but he does his best not to waiver.

“Be-cauze you are verry stressed, rite now.” He feels Kamal start to tug his arm, just a little, and he reaches over to turn his assistance’s face to him. Once they’re looking at one another, Habit tries to give him a little smile.

“Liek I said, it iz o-key. Lemt me talk to Parslm. Parsm... Parsley.” He scrunches his face a little. Why did he have such a hard time with that name... regardless.

“Yew should staye and talke two Trevor a bit! Eye will handl the issue. Be-sides, we have an-other guest a-riving soon! U need to be calme so you can greete her, yes?”

Kamal’s intense gaze is able to make even Habit a little nervous, despite the disparity in their height, but he relaxes when he sees the other let out a tired sigh.

“I... okay, okay. Yer right I’m. Super messed up about this right now... I just... dont want you to get in trouble for this, y’know? You.. yer a good guy and this place is like, your dream! Sow hat.. what if...”

He gets cut off as Habit pats his head with a little laugh, blinking up at him in confusion.

“Welle! Thate is for me to worri about, note you. Go see Trevor, waite for our new Habitians, I will talk with Pars. O-key?”

Kamal just stares up at him for a second before letting out a little laugh, some of the tension ebbing away. He nods, patting hand still holding onto his arm till Habit lets go.

“Y.. yeah, ‘o-key,’ I’ll do that. Just uh... if! If you need me, I’ll, uh. Be.. not that far away, I guess, hehh...”

His face flushes a little as he starts to walk back towards the courtyard, but he tries to shake it off. That was a dumb thing to say...

-----

Habit watches him go with a smile before sighing himself, looking over to where Parsley was hanging out. He was sitting by that little tire fire.. wonder why he liked that area so much. But, well, not the time for that. He makes his way over, giving Parsley a wave when he notices him coming. Parsley doesn’t get up or anything, just stays sitting and hugging his suitcase. That’s fine, Habit will walk right over and squat beside him.

“...So, uh. Whats up, Mr. Habit? You and your assistant get into a ‘lovers quarrel’ or something? Haha.”

Habit shoots him a frown, and Parsley gives him an apologetic smile.

“Eye dont knowe if you saw, but... we got a new Habititian, a bite ago.”

“Oh? Sounds uh, fun. Why... are you telling me, exactly?” He cant help but frown a little at the nervous expression on this big man. Doesn’t sit well in his stomach.

“Weell.... He is younge, amd.. he tolde us thate, ah... his momther, juste dropped him off and left. We were work-ing on two applications a bit a-go, but.. they were note his. She didmt e-maile or anything, we have noo paper-worke for him.” His gaze drifts away from Parsley as he talks, and he rubs the back of his neck with one of his hands.

“Kamal is verri up-set. Worried thate eye will get in-two trouble for thise.. we were ho-ping yew could help us? You’re are a lawyer boy, amd may-b you could help make an application for him?”

He finally glances back over at Parsley, only to wince a little at the look of disbelief on his face.

“Ah... do you note truste me? We can go-”

“Oh, no no, you’re fine. I cant believe the nerve of that kid’s Mom!” He groans, and rests his forehead against his suitcase, grumbling to himself. Something or other about child negligence, and custody cases..

“Okay, OK, yeah. Okay. Dont worry, uh, doc, I got y’alls back. I aint no evil lawyer or anything, heh... Whats the kid’s name again?”

“Ah, I thimk he said... Trevor! Trevor... Garbo?”

Parsley hums a little bit, thinking for a moment as he drums his fingers against his suitcase.

“Hmm, Garbo, Garbo... Man, I think my firm dealt with a divorce with that name. All the applications are the same, right? I’m sure I can call someone, and get a hold of his information pretty easy.... Oh, uh, y’know. If thats all good with you and- uh...”

He looks up at Habit, whose looking right back at him with big teary eyes. Before he knows whats even happening he’ lifted up like a Child and hugged by this big crying green doctor, and. Well. Sure, why the heck not. It only lasts but a moment and when Parsley is put down Habit apologizes while wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

“Aw, uh, no worries. No harm. I’ll, uh! Get to you, when I get the information and stuff, kay? I’d uh, do it now, but...” He glances over to the other side of the carnival, past the gates where the small group of adults and Trevor were still located.

Jimmothan was one of them...

“Ah, do note worri a-bout it. Eye understand.” Habit gives Parsley a pat on the back as he gets up, giving him a smile.

“You juste re-lax, amd I will come check-in later. I wille go see how Trevor is doing.”

They wave at each other before Habit starts heading back over to the courtyard, feeling lighter and more relieved. That went. MUCH much better than anticipated! Thank goodness. Though.. one of Parsley’s comments did plant a pit of worry in his stomach, but. Well. Nothing he could do about it, Parsley was the lawyer, not him.

-----

If Kamal wasnt so stressed out right now, he’d be very entertained by how Trevor just kept going on and ON about vampires. It was impressive, actually, even if he had no idea what the heck he was even on about. But as it stood he was passively listening to keep the kid happy, all while his worries covered him like a heavy, heavy blanket. He keeps glancing over to the big front doors of the Habitat, keeps listening for a knock or the sound of a bus or something. It feels like time is going agonizingly slow.

“...your name again?”

“Huh?” Oh, shit, he stopped listening. He looked back to Trevor, giving him a nervous smile.

“Uhh, sorry pal, didn’t catch that. Whats up?” 

“What’s your name again? And, uh, the tall guy?”

Good, good, just a question. He lets out a sigh and tries to relax again.

“My name’s Kamal, and that big lug you saw was Habit. He’s my boss, and the guy who runs this place. He, uh... I mean, we’ll need you to fill out an application, later, since. Since yer mom kinda just... y’know.”

“Ohh.. I uh, yeah thats! Fair, probably, sorry about that.”

“Nah, kid, dont even worry about it. Not your fault. Is, uh.. the only reason you came cause of the. Vampire thing?....” Where did he even hear that? Far as he’s aware none of these other folk are really internet people. “You know this is a place for like. Sad people, right?”

“Really? Well, honestly, I wasn’t sure. I mean, I did look at the website, but...”

Trevor shrugs, and Kamal gives him another nervous grin. Maybe he should look at that website... Habit put it together when they were first getting things running, he cant actually remember whether or not he checked it before hand. Maybe he should... go and make some edits. Or at least add some information. Or just look at it- whatever that was for later.

His attention went back to the front doors, while Trevor went back to talking about vampires to the other few adults around, who were listening to him with confused but endeared expressions. He was a little weird, but hey, whatever makes this kid happy right? After he was just dumped off by his mom, it was the least they could do.

Kamal found himself just staring at those doors, everything else out of his focus falling away. He started sort of bouncing one of his legs anxiously, starting to fiddle with his hair with one of his free hands. He was so out of it that he let out a very undignified squawk when he felt something touch him, turning around only to be met by his tall boss. They stared at each other before laughing a bit, Kamal giving an embarrassed apology before straightening.

“S.. so, uh, how’d it go with-” Ah. He glances over at Jimothan, who was talking with Trevor, before looking back to Habit.

“How’d it go?”

“Goode! Eye thimk it went good. He said he would help! Help two get Trevor’s in-for-mation, for an application. He is, thamkfully, on oure side withe this. There is no-thimg to worri a-bout, Kamal.”

He holds his arms out a little, an offered hug, and Kamal is quick to take it. God he was so relieved he could melt into a puddle right then and there.

But there was still more to do. They all chat for a fit, and the others disperse as Kamal leads Trevor up into the apartment area, practically hugging the wall all the way up while Habit followed behind with Trevor’s bit of luggage.

With the weight of all that legal stress off his shoulders, Kamal was a lot more lively. That was good, Habit liked to see that. Seeing his assistant so consumed by stress and anxiety.. really hurt, but he knew the feeling.

Once Trevor was shown his room, he was eager to have everything set up and decorated just how he wanted, so they left him to it. Still had to wait for the new Habititans to show up... hopefully nothing happened, but those worries were ditched quickly as they got to the bottom of the stairwell.

“Ohhhh heyyyyyyyy!” A woman in a green dress and frizzy looking hair waved over to them, accompanied by a.. well, to put it bluntly, another very sad looking woman with long teal hair.

Kamal let out a breath of relief seeing them and straightened, putting on a big smile as he and Habit approached the two.

“Hello! And, welcome to the Habitat! We’re very pleased to have you both, you didn’t have any trouble getting here did you?”

“Ohh not at all! Hahaha, wowww, you’re soo sweet! I met Lulia here the the busss stop and we chatted so much we forgot the bus! Soooo we had to wait for the next one, but itssss okay, no worries.” 

She ruffles Kamal’s hair, which gets a nervous laugh out of him. Was.. was this woman. Drunk? She, uh, she was sure acting like it. Well its a good thing she said they took the bus cause Kamal wasn’t sure how he’d feel if she drove here.

“Okay! Okay, thats... thats good to hear, at least.” At least, he thinks so. “You’re.. Jerafina, right? And I suppose the other woman is Lulia?”

“Ding diiiiiing! Hahaha, I alllllmost forgot you knew my name, I was totally shocked at first.” She turns to look at the other woman standing behind her. “Yooour name is Lulia??? Thats sooooo pretty!!”

Lulia just sighs, brushing some hair behind one of her ears. It looks like she’s blushing, but Kamal cant tell what exactly from. She really did look sad, and, well... her application had him figure as much, really. She was probably the worst case here right now, and honestly, it... made him nervous! What a shocker, but really. She would have to be someone they keep an eye on, for sure...

While he was lost in his thoughts Habit approached them, giving them a friendly smile and offering his hand for handshakes. Jerafina took it and shook maybe a little too eagerly, while Luila just turned her face away from the offer. She didn’t seem like one to talk, even though Jerafina mentioned them having a conversation... though, maybe Jerafina was just talking at her. Who knows.

“Weel! You two muste be tired, yess?? Let us go two you’re rooms! I cam carry your thimgs!” Habit beamed as they both gave him their respective suitcases, and he thought it was cute how each one matched its owner so perfectly. He glanced down at Kamal, who was looking at the stairs rather nervously, and nudged him with his elbow.

“Do note worry, eye can han-dle theme from hear. Yew go back two the office o-key?” He doesn’t give Kamal the chance to answer, actually, and turns a heel and walks towards the stairs with the two women following suit.

Kamal watches them go, hand partially raised like he was going to say something, but after a second he drops it and makes his own way back to the office. Come on, its okay, everything worked out fine. Nothing to stress about.

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Jerafina continued to chat up Lulia the whole way up the stairs and to the apartment rooms, up until she was shown her own room and given her suitcase. She pouted and whined about leaving Lulia behind, but eventually left to her own devices after a moment. Habit was thankful when she did, letting out a little sigh. She definitely reeked of alcohol. Well! Good thing they the lounge, and Jimothan.

His walk with Lulia was significantly quieter, and Habit all too quickly missed Jerafina’s mindless chatter. He never knew what to say to people who didn’t want to talk, so... they didn’t. Lulia didn’t seem to mind at least. When they reached her room Habit set down her luggage and looked over to her, offering a little smile.

“Do note worry, miss Lulia. Yew can take as much tiem here as you neede. If there is any-thinge you neede, let me knowe.” His smile strains a little bit as she nods and continues to stay quiet, watching her step into her room. He lets out a quiet sigh through his nose. Well... he cant blame her. These sorts of things arent easy for everyone. Admitting you’re in a bad place, and need some kind of help..

“...You are a-mong friends, here. We are alll deal-img withe pro-blems. Big! Or small. Do note be a-fraid two talke to some-one. O-key?” He stares at the back of her head for a long time before smiling a little when she finally nods. He wishes her a good rest of the day and makes his way back down the stairs, and towards the boilers.

He hopes Kamal is okay. Today piled a lot of unexpected stress onto him, and Habit knew just how anxious he got about things... Well! No matter, he would make sure things ran smooth as they can go. Tomorrow he’ll check in with Parsley, and get to work on all of Trevor’s papers. Maybe see if... Parsley can get a hold of his mom. Or... something. Anything. That whole situation didn’t sit right with him..

When he reached the elevator he hit the up button and waited patiently for the ding, listening to the hum of the machine as it whirred to life. He was still lost in thought, but didn’t miss the quiet sound under the mechanical hum. He lifted his head a bit to listen more intently, looking around the empty room.

Empty? No, that wasnt right. His eyes widened a bit as his gaze landed on one of the corners of the room, where he spotted a small form, pressed against that corner and looking very small. His expression fell and his chest tightened painfully.

“Oh, лилия....” The words slipped out, just barely audible, and Habit turned to make his way over to that small form as the elevator dinged and opened behind him. He stopped just shy of the other, and slowly sat down on his knees in front of him.

Kamal was sat so tucked into that corner and into himself that he looked so, so much smaller than normal. Habit could see the way he trembled, even in the dim room, and could see the uneven rising and falling of his breathing, despite him being utterly silent. He reached out to him, only to stop just shy of touching his head. He hesitated for a long while, thinking over what to do.

“Is touche o-kay?”

For a while, Kamal didn’t give him a response, verbal or otherwise, but he eventually nodded. Habit breathed a sigh of relief and started to gently stroke the top of his head, lightly dragging his finger tips through his hair.

“I ame... so sorry, Kamal... I should note hav left you a-lone.” Especially when the way up to the office was so... dark and spooky. He should really try getting some lights down here sometime, he thinks, but- no no. That wasn’t important right now.

What was important was the fact that he let his assistant, his friend, get so anxious like this. He’s sure he could have done... something better along the way.

He continues to comb through Kamal’s wavy hair with his fingers, not sure what to say next. Not sure what would or wouldn’t make it worse.. but he knew being down here wasn’t going to make it any better, thats for sure.

Gently he started to coax Kamal into uncurling.

“Here, lemt me carry you two you’re room. Yew wille be more comfy there.”

Eventually Kamal let Habit pick him up, but he hid his face in his hands the whole time. That made Habit giggle a bit, which seemed to relax Kamal a little. Good! That was... a little progress, at least. He carried him up and into the elevator, pushing the up button. Kamal, being his assistant, shared a room right across from Habit’s. Easy to get to and from the office quickly.

As the elevator came to a slow stop and dinged, the doors sliding open, Kamal finally found his voice as Habit stepped out.

“Imm.. ss-sorry...” His voice was quiet and cracked easily, giving away his crying. It really tore up Habit from the inside out, hearing him like that.

“Kamal no no, you do’nt haf two be sorre for an-y thimg....” He nudged Kamal’s door open as he reached it, thankful it wasnt closed all the way, and went to go sit on the bed. Still holding him close.

“Bu.. but I. I-I didnt... ee-even help!.. I was,, ss-so useless...” And that was it, wasn’t it. He tried so hard all the time, he worked so hard, all the time. Did everything his parents wanted him to, studied and made perfect grades even at the expense of his well being, got into a good college, then went to a good dentistry school, kept studying hard and making perfect grades-

But god, god, life throws one unexpected thing at him and he totally falls apart. Just one! And it wasnt even that bad! So- why??

He flinches a little bit as his hands are pulled from his face, and he stares, teary-eyed up at his boss, who looks back down at him with worry and pain.

“You are Not use-less. Kamal.” Habit closes his eyes for a second to take a breath, and when he opens them again, his gaze is much softer.

“Yew are wonderful. So.. smarte, and hard-workeing, all the time! Even whene you do’mt haf to be. You check and re-cheke ev-ery-thing so thate you are sure it is all in-order! Thate everything is o-key! Yew hav re-membered manee little de-tales I do not, and have fixed mine mistakes thate I missed. Ande yew care a-bout the Habititans as much as I do.” He gives Kamal a warm smile, gently wiping a few tears away with his thumb.

“Far from use-less, in mine o-pinion.”

Kamal cant help his face flushing as Habit speaks, glancing away when he starts touching his face. It does bring a little smile to his face, and he cant help but.. laugh? Just a little bit.

“Y... yer.. such a sofie, y.. y’know that?” He doesn’t look back up at Habit, but he does put a hand over top the one still touching his face, as if to say ‘keep it there.’

Habit just stares down at Kamal with a little smile on his face, staying quiet for a bit before letting out a little laugh of his own.

“Hah, may-b! Thate is a good thing, no?”

Its only now that Kamal finally looks up at Habit, giving him a small smile of his own.

“Yeah... yeah I, I think so.”

They stay like that for a long while. Habit moves so that his back can lean back against the wall, and Kamal stays in his arms. He feels like this should be... way more weird, I mean, he was. Being held by his boss? After having a mini breakdown. In his own room??? On his bed??? But... it was just. Nice.

They talked about nothing in particular for what felt like hours, till Kamal stopped getting answers back. He glanced up, only to see that Habit was starting to doze off. He felt his face flush again along with this warm, but also nauseous feeling in his chest. At first he thought he might be about to have a panic attack, but this feeling still felt more.. pleasant than anything, pleasant and nervous.

...Wait a second.

Ah,

sooo calum n poc reader are dating fo a couple mouth, but is not public and cal - lowkey she is too -really want show her off, but she is afraid... pleaz dimme some fluffy encouraging words and cute caljm telling her that's gonna be just fine

I love this concept so much because I’m actually a poc myself! (blackgirl magic bby✨) so uh yeah, I might have gone a bit overboard with this one and added just a smidge of angst, but it’s still pretty fluffy at the end!

When you and Cal first got together, you didn’t want to make the whole relationship publicized, mostly out of fear of negative reactions from jealous fans or judging bystanders to you being a poc. And Calum being the sweetheart he is, totally understood and respected that, and stuck to your boundaries, even though deep down he wanted to show you off to the world—because come on who are we kidding? You’re so lovely and stunning and amazing for him in every way!

Anyways, a couple weeks later you and Calum were being particularly affectionate in a rather crowded coffee shop, and a fan ended up getting a picture of the two of you embracing; calum’s arm was wrapped around your shoulders and he was kissing the top of your head, while your arms were holding onto his torso. And of course the picture blew up on Twitter and Instagram, people were going crazy trying to figure who you were and what you were to calum. It didn’t take long for people to find your own social media accounts or to spread awful rumors around about you.

You were so freaked out and upset about the whole situation. Calum tried to calm you down and give you encouraging words, but it only upset you more and lead to you and calum having a big fight, which resulted with you leaving his flat in tears to go stay at your parents house. Calum was absolutely devastated as he thought back to the fat blobs of tears rolling down your face out of frustration and fear, and tried to contact you countless times, but you wouldn’t answer him.

A week later, you finally called Calum , having calmed down completely, and met up with him back at his flat. You had an extremely long talk about your current situation, and where the two of your stood now that the buzz had somewhat blew over,

[“I don’t want our love to be broadcasted for the world to see. I don’t want to worry about being ambushed or harassed by your fans when going shopping or while out with friends or family... I don’t want to live that, Cal.”]

Calum nodded solemnly and tried to hold back his tears as your voiced cracked, becoming broken with sadness again.

[“I know baby. And I’m so sorry that you have to go through shit so often now. really want to make this work between us y/n. I know you can’t control what people are going to think about us, but I really want to make this—us work. I love you so much and I can barely imagine my life right now without you in it.”]

The two of you talked for almost two hours that night, concluding the conversation with your profound declarations of love for one another, and love filled kisses that assured you everything would be alright for the both of you.

The next day, Calum woke up to your beautiful face looking lovingly at him and kissed you softly. You sat up in bed and stretched, yawning loudly and smiled when you saw Calum aiming his phone at you, obviously taking a quick video of you. You laughed and pushed the phone out of your face, his own laughter loud in your ears as he kissed your cheeks lovingly. A little while later you were eating breakfast with Cal in the dining room. You thought for a little bit before looked up Calum, smiling contently and spoke out again.

[“You know what? Let’s post that video.”]

He stopped chewing his mouthful immediately, ready to protest with your decision, but you cut him off before he could open his mouth again,

[“Seriously, I want people to see how happy you make me. Post it.”]

He beamed before grabbing his phone, tapping rapidly on the screen, placing it back on the table, while getting out of his seat to kiss you happily.

{calumhood mentioned you in a post: @(yourinstahandle) i love u <3}

Loves your shiz, soft gremlin. How would the ericson kids + James react to their s/o having a thick Scottish accent and uses Scottish dialect? (Like, calling coffins wooden beds) And they can barely understand them half of the time. Pleaze

oh my god this is so damn funny

Clementine: Clementine would be fairly patient, although incredibly lost. “What’s that?” “What do you mean?” “Can you repeat that?” She was always polite and patient, but found the frustration of the rest of Ericson’s members to be funny and entertaining. She herself kept a level head. “I’ll understand it more some day.” She’d always say with a laugh.

Marlon: Marlon had a tendency to get frustrated with them, as if they were mocking him somewhat. “What?” He would ask. “What? What? What are you trying to say to me. What do you mean.” He would get so frustrated and lost that he would just leave, sending someone else to try and figure out what they meant by words like ‘geks’ or ‘hirplin.’

Louis: Louis would burst into laughter every time they said something he thought was out of pocket and confusing. “I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” He’d ask, smirking. His partner would shrug, brows pressed in confusion. “Och awa’ an’ dinna talk pish.” Louis would break into laughter again, smirking and rubbing at his eyes. “Thanks for that,” he’d say. It would make his partner even more confused.

Violet: Honestly, Violet loved having no idea what they said. Namely, she wanted to know all about Scottish insults so she could toss them at Louis and Aasim undetected. “Shut yer geggy.” They’d say together, chuckling the whole time. Violet always tried to mimic the accent, but always failed. Whenever she was spoken to in a way she didn’t understand, she’d stand with her arms crossed and a brow raised until it was ‘translated’ for her.

Mitch: “Honestly, what the fuck are you saying.” Mitch would say, deadpan, not as a question but rather as a bitter statement. He was convinced that they were doing it intentionally just to make him angry, or feel stupid, or to play a prank on him. “Why are you doing this? That’s called a bed. A bed. Stop fucking around.”

Aasim: Aasim would feel so horribly awkward he would just smile and nod, lost as could be. However, he thought it was because he was missing something, and that this was common knowledge to everyone else. Whenever they asked him a question about something, he would smile or laugh, as if they made a statement he’d found funny. “Where are my baffies?” He would awkwardly smile and nod, not understanding what they needed.

Ruby: Ruby could actually understand everything they were saying. All of it made sense to her thanks to her very Scottish aunt and uncle visiting her frequently when she was a kid prior to the apocalypse. “Let’s awa’ up that burn.” They’d say. Ruby would smile. “It’s out the front gate to the west. You’ll run into it eventually.” Everyone else at Ericson was terribly lost.

Omar: Omar was equally as awkward as Aasim, but would try his best to understand. While he would normally smile and nod, if he was asked a question, he would genuinely ask for clarification “I’m sorry, but what’s a ‘janny’?” Every time he learned a new word, he’d pocket it to use for later, although his lack of an accent always made his partner laugh.

Brody: Brody would be terrified to ask for clarification, worried she would hurt their feelings or come off as belittling. So, normally, she sat in terrified confusion. “Gotta try fur a kip?” They’d ask. Brody would blink, silent, staring back at them saying nothing. Their communication was as broken as possible, but her partner always found it funny whenever they tried to translate what they were saying.

James: James would be horrified at first, feeling as though they were speaking another language. Because James was a quick learner, he caught onto a lot of the mannerisms fast. “Kippy-handed?’ His partner would ask. He’d nod, smirking, taking a bit of his dinner. All the Ericson kids were amazed at how James still spoke the way he’d always used to, but could ‘translate’ easily, as if he’d been doing it for forever.

"Welcome Home" Part 1: Nothing feels right

(Before we start... It's the first time ever I wrote something like that and first time I wrote in English! It's not my native language, so if there are mistakes, just let me know. It was fun thing to do in my free time and I really hope you'll enjoy!)

"It'z been quite a vhile, Freund..."

Marvin turned around suprised by familiar voice. Doctor Shneeplestein was standing jauntly in front of him with lazy smile on his face. But... it couldn't be! He haven't seen him for really long time, who knew where he was and now he just...? No, it MUST be Anti's trick, messing with his mind again! How he figured out where his next performance is? Hell, even magician himself didn't know he'll eventually end up here. He got that special invitation for performing in local festival barely yesterday and-!

"Could you finizh zhat monologue in your head already?" Doktor was losing his patience. "Lizten, Marvin. It iz rea-" He couldn't finish sentence because Kit-Kat suddenly gave him a loving embrance. Shneep froze but after a few seconds hugged him back with little smirk. "I mizzed you too" he wishpered against his ear.

Marv took a few steps back and wiped his tears away before anyone could notice. He had so many questions! Like: "What his friend was doing here?" "Where are the others?", "Are everyone safe?", "Where Doc was this entire time?"etc... But the only thing that could come through his mouth in this moment was: "What the hell?!"

"Marvin." Ze Good Doktah started again. "I know zhat zituation iz confuzing but... Pleaze try to trust me. We're back to take you home. To end what we ztarted. Just... follow mein lead."

Masked magician had to focus hard on what Doc was saying to him because they were, in fact, still in crowded amusement park and that german accent wasn't really helpful. Although when Doctor started walking somewhere, Marv gussed that he should probably follow him.

Then, when he didn't even know where they were going, he decided that is the best time to start asking actual questions and complain about doctor's absence, relife when he (finally!) came back, his life as traveller-performan and his fears about future. As futher they got, Magnificent started being more and more quiet. Not only because Henrick's responds were quite short and meaningless to him (seriously, since when he started using so many german words?) but he also was leading them deeper into the woods. He didn't like that for obvious reasons.

"So, like... we need to get somewhere?" Magician hoped that Henric eventually have to explain anything. But he just nodded as the respond. Marvin started to worry a little, so he chose another tactics.

"Nobody could hear me screaming here, huh?"

"Vell yes." Doc seemed to be spacing out. "Vait, no! I mean..." He realised what he just heard. "Maybe... but it iz really spezific question, bist du alright?"

"Can't you just tell me why you keep speaking weirdly and you came out of nowhere just to take me...! WHERE THE EF IS EVEN HERE?" Magician felt worse with every second. Something was odd. His comrade didn't tell him everything yet. Well, frankly, he didn't tell him much at all and even if he did... well, thank you strange accent for making life even harder!

Before Doktah could say anything, someone called from beyond the trees. "Doc? Is that you?"

Marvin froze. Now he was even more shocked, he knew that voice very well. Shneep smieled at him apologetically.

"Jackieboy-Man?" Whispered Cat Mask.

"Shneep, what the hell, I thought you had been peeing or something you can't just..." Jackieboy Man wave at them and approached. He instantly stopped when he saw Marv. "Oooch, okay now... Marvin?"

Marv was still standing in the same spot, staring at Jackie. After a few seconds he looked at Henric questioningly. Shneep just nodded with smile.

"MARVIN! YOU'RE BACK!" Hero proceed to squash him with loving hug. Magician was out of breath but didn't do anything to stop Jackie before he let him go.

"I'm so happy! All gang is here!" One minute more and Hero could cry like little baby. Marv raised an eyebrown:"All gang is here?"

The Most Red One facepalmed. "Och, I totaly forgot! Everybody awaited you!" He turned around with the speed of sound and ran toward something in the distance. A car?

"Marvin" said Shneep quietly but understandable, when Jackie finally disappeared. "I'm zorry I couldn't exzplain everything earlier und ich came out of ze nowhere but..." He paused and took deep breath.

Catty Mask was listening him patiently. "Yes, Doctor?"

Henric smiled greatfully. This feeling inside when someone called him "Doctor" not ironically was... really nice.

"I oftzen start rambling in german zhen I'm ztressed." He explained in the meantime. "Ze thing iz... I helped to put our family together again in some purpose, Marvin. And..." He hesitated and thought about accurate words before he continued. "Maybe we can be happy aftzer all, Marvin? What do you zhink? Could we... overcome obstackes... together?"

Frankly, magician was speechless. Just yesterday he was hoping that he could earn enough money to afford some decent food and now... His brothers were all here and Shneep was talking that they're about reach the happy end and it looks like he won't have to starve ever again with them and... Something was still odd. He put our family back togheter in some purpose, huh? Overcoming obstacles? Marv was just praying that Shneep didn't plan anything crazy. What they could possibly do? Cheer each other up until their problems won't go away?

Suddenly JJ appeared in front of him. This lovely little fella know how to sneak around unnoticed. "JJ! Aw, I missed you so much, your mustache hasn't changed at all!" The Magnificent forgot about his doubts for a moment when he saw this pure, happy face.

JJ signed something, but it was too chaotic and quick to understend. When he saw Marvin's confused face, he took deep calming breath, signed heart with his hands and started wiggling his mustache jokingly. Kit Kat hugged him with laugh.

Jackie came back to them too and with no hesitation joined group hug once again.

"Come on, Doc! We know you love us!" called Boy Man and everyone opened arms at him. Shneep rolled his eyes but let them hug him.

"OKAY!" yelled Cat Magician as he managed to escape all that love. "I think I have enough hugs for a few good years." He looked around and straightened up concered. "But where is...?"

Then someone landed on his back from a great high. Marv hit the ground and the last words he heard before he passed out was: "YOU'RE BACK TOO?! THAT'S ACTUALLY SICK! I HAVE SO MANY TRICKS TO SHOW YOU! I EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT SOME NEW YOU COULD HELP ME WITH AND..."

Yep, here's Chase.

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When Wannabe Furry woke up he couldn't see well. As it turned out it's because they were in a huge van. Without windows. JJ sign that their budget was... limited.

They put him down on the only small couch they had. Shneep was listining to Marv's pulse. Everything was okay, it was just shock. Chase apologised while playing with teabags low-spirited.

JJ was preapering tea for everyone which was hard with four other people in that small place. Jackie was sitting outside, trying to not disturb.

Cat Magician eventually sat down and took a look around. Shneep sat next to him, without a word. When JJ gave them cups, The Magnificent gently stroke his hair. "Thanks, bud."

James nodded and started doing something else. Shneep was closed in his own world in his mind, Chase was trying to throw as many teabags as he could to the pot and Jackie wasn't even here. What's that again, they avoided him?

"So... what's now?" Magician was getting tired of the fact that he have no idea what is going on. I mean... more then usual.

For some reason now no one wanted to reply.

"Oh, come on, I can't do everything for you!" said Jackie angirly while leading against the door."If you won't put this diplomatically, I'll just go straight to the point, Doc."

"Um, yeah? Just tell me what is happening, coz I don't wanna be impolite but I could looking for the next job for me right now, but insted I'm hang out with some dudes in van without windows IN THE MIDDLE OF A FOREST!" Marvin eventually explode with anger.

Everybody stared at him suprised for a while. Even Dad One stopped training his challange skills and quietly mentioned: "There is a highway nearby-"

"NO ONE ASKED YOU!"

"Sorry."

"Ja, Marvin, you are right." Shneep looked at angry Cat Man deadly serious. "Just lizten to me to ze end, gut?"

Marv folded his arms over his chest and nodded. And here went the plan...

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"WHAT?!"

Shneep tried to calm Marvin down but failed. "Lizten, it iz ze only way..."

"WE CANNOT K I L L ANTI!" he yelled at him at the top of his lungs like he wanted to reach Doctor's common sense. "That's... That's... Ridiculous!"

"Marvin, please..." Shneep was not giving up that easly.

"And you all... you all agreed?! JUST LIKE THAT?! Even you, Jamie?! You really dissapointed me..."

JJ stared at the floor ashamed and kinda scared. Chase tried to comfort him a little.

Marvin was about to ran out of there, when he stumbled into Hero. He grasp magician's arms tightly.

"Listen, it was also my idea. We can't live normally with this Glich Bitch on our back. And even if we'll just ignore his existence, he'll end us slowly, painfully and eventually. And then... Who knows what he can do? Who will become his next victim? Someone we love? Someone we knew? Competely random, innocent people? It's finally time to face him, cowards!" He let him go as he finished the sentence.

Now Magnificent was even more dizzy. He didn't belive that they could just kill the problem (esspecially such pain in the ass like Anti) but... they were right. Somehow.

Kit Kat came back and sat on the couch again. This time he decided to listen for real. "Okay, I don't like it but... What's the plan?"

Jackie reached something under the seats and gave him old, dusty book. One page was marked specifically.

"If mein surveys were correct, zhat iz ze spell zhat can end ze demon for good" explained Shneep. Marvin started studied the book carefully.

"What if spell will fail?" He asked even though he knew exacly what would happen.

"I got this, Marv" Jackie pulled up the sleeves and winked.

"And I got the gun" Told Chase happily. Cat Mask snorted:"Oh, yeah... Nerf can be really useful when it comes to facing the- What the...?!"

Chase showed him real wepon. Marv didn't really know what to think about it.

"So your plan B is... making huge chaos and screaming so maybe we confuse him?"

"Pretty much" murmured Henric.

"Good enough" shrugged Cat Man.

"We even have his address!" signed Jamson, who was happy that his brothers stopped arguing.

"Address?" Marv was suprised. "I didn't know that Satan Himself has some house."

"Don't you worry, Marv!" yelled Jackie. "I have courage and strengh, Shneep clever mind, you magic, Chase gun and JJ nothing better to do, what could possibly stop us now?!"

Marvin stifed ironic comment. He looked at book again. He was going to learn this damn spell as fast as he could and finally get some rest. Average or eternal.

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The very next day, they were at their destination. It was the place where probably Anti was. Frankly, it looked like dump. But there were many wild plants and JJ really liked it.

"Okay, you know ze plan, ja?" Doctor turned to brothers. Everybody comfirmed. Shneep smiled and looked at them foundly. "Pleaze, be carefull."

"I cannot wait to demonstrate him my kickass powers!" Jackie was even excited. Chase chareged his weapon nervously. JJ was stroking his mustache. His hands were shaking almost unnoticible. Marvin was reapeting the spell in his mind over and over again.

Before they came in, Shneep wanted to check out one last thing. Sudenly he pointed something behind them nervously and yelled:"IT'Z HIM!"

Jackie Boy Man started doing some strange karate poses, Jamie covered his eyes with still shaking hands, Marvin jumped into the bushes and Chase dubbed.

Shneep was watching this reactions helplessly. Well, that's not really army he needed/deseved/wanted but on the bright side...

"...we're dead as fuck."

His Angel

Fandom: X-men Character: Kurt Wagner/nightcrawler Relationship: Kurt/reader Request: Do you write for xmen nightcrawler? Can you write something angsty for him? You walked into the living room with your book under your arm and two cups of tea in your hands. You had gone to refilled the cups for you and Kurt. Ever since Raven had brought him here, the two of you were inseparable. He felt safe with you because your mutant was visible. When in moon light, your skin sparked like diamonds, your eyes and hair changed colours but your main mutation was your ability to control the element. You were best friends with Jean and she was the first to accept you but Kurt was different. He didn’t just accept you, he understood you. The two of you would sneak out at night, sometimes going for walks and sometimes going onto the roof to talk but tonight there was a storm, so you both were sitting in the living room reading. You scanned the room but before you could find the person you were looking for, he popped up in front of you. unfortunately, his sudden appearance started you, making you jump and the hot liquid spilled over the brim and onto your hands. The heat burned your skin, making you cry out in pain and tears slipping out of the corner of your eyes. Before you knew what was happening, the cups were out of your hands and you were in the kitchen, sitting on one of the counters. Kurt appeared before you, a wet towel in his hands and he covered your hands with it. The feeling of the coldness made you jump slightly but then it became soothing. “I’m zorry, I waz going to help you.” Kurt mumbled, a hint of pain and embarrassment in his voice. “Its fine, Kurt. It was an accident. I know you would never hurt me on purpose.” You said as you smiled reassuringly at him. He retuned your with a sad smile as you removed the towel from your hands. It was starting to heat up plus you knew it looked worse than it was. Both of you took a lot of milk in your teas which had cooled the teas down. The skin on your hands was red but that was it. “see.” You said, raising your hands to show Kurt. “Nothing wrong.” You felt something wrap around your ankle and lower leg and instantly knew it was his tail. Kurt had a habit of doing that. His tail always found you. The first time his tail had wrapped around your arms, he had be extremely embarrassed and thought you would cringe away. But you smiled at him and said it was okay. It was nice, almost like a sign of reassurance to you that he was there. “Im zorry.” Kurt muttered, his hands coming up to cup your hands, his thumbs swiping over the red area. You twisted your hands round to grab his, pulling him closer. “Kurt Wagner. Listen to me. Im fine. You have nothing to be sorry about. Besides, I could never be mad at you.” You could help but giggle at the puppy dog look in his beautiful eyes. “Es tut mir Leid“ Kurt mumbled, looking away from you. “You better not have apologised in German.” You said as you made a mock serious face. That seemed to make him smile inspire of himself. “macht es Sie ärgern, wenn ich Deutsch sprechen? (does it annoy you when i speak german)?” His natural tongue sounded like music to your ears. You loved Kurts accent but you loved it more when he spoke in his first language. “Kurt, as much as I love listening to you speak German, I don’t understand.” You said, pouting a little much to his delight. A thought sparked in Kurts mind as he looked at your confused face. “Sie verstehen nicht, wenn ich dich schön nennen.( you dont understand when i call you beautiful)“ Kurt said, his eyes glinding down your face to your lips, making you subconsiously lick your lips. “you know I don’t understand.” You said, shaking your head a little. Kurt took a delicate step forward between your knees, making your hold your breath. In the dim light of the kitchen, he was so handsome. “Wie kann ich Ihnen sagen, dass ich dich liebe?(How can i tell you that i love you?)“ Kurts cheeks heated up as he spoke, making you only more desprate to know what he was saying. You let go of his hands to run your up his forearm and up his arm to rest on his shoulders. You were a little startled when his hands found your waist and pulled up closer to his body. Now, you were pressed up agaisnt his body with his arms wrapped around you. “Kurt.” You whispered, your eyes trained on his lips. You could see his sharp white teeth behind those lips that had whispered sweet things to you. “meine Geliebte.(My love)“ Kurt mumbled before his lips were on yours. You melted into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and trailing your hands into his soft hair. It felt so right to have him like this. It didnt feel strange or awkward like most first kisses. It was filled with a passion which supassed the inexperiance of both of you. You felt him deeped the kiss, making you moan slightly as your legs wrapped around his torso, his tail still around your leg. Just as the kiss began to get hotter, he was gone. You fell forward off the table but just managed to catch yourself. Looking around, the dreaded realsisation dawned on you that he had vanished during the kiss. You leaned back against the counter you had just been perched on with Kurt kiss you. And now you were on your own. Nothing could compare to the drastic change in your emotions as you went from feeling loved and ecstatic to lonely and heart broken. Tears clouded your vision as you sighed and left the kitchen to go to your room. ------------time skip-------------------- it had been 2 week since Kurt had kissed you and you had barley saw him since that night. When you did walk into a room he was in, he would vanish in a puff of black smoke. Whenever he did that, you couldn’t control your emotions and would run out of the room in floods of tears. Everyone knew something was up. You and Kurt were normally inseparable but they saw the sadness in both your eyes. Jean was growing increasingly worried about you but knew nothing she could do could help and that was what she told everyone. You and Kurt needed to sort whatever it was between the two of you. But how could you do that when he wouldn’t even stay in the same room as you. It was late at night and sleep was avoiding you like he was. So you went down stairs. In the medication cupboard, there was sleep tablets that you had asked Hank to buy you, which he was reluctant on doing but then he saw the dark circles under your eyes and paleness of your skin and agreed. You walked into the kitchen and pulled the medication out of the packaging and took it with a drink of water. You knew it wouldn’t kick in for another hour or so, so you decided to go into the living room and read the book that you had left sitting on the fireplace. You walked in and instantly regretted it. Sitting in front of the fire with his head buried in his hands was Kurt. Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of him. After everything that had happened, after he left you, avoided you, why did you still love him? Sucking in a deep breath, you walked across the room and passed Kurt, who jumped when he saw you, and retrieved your book off the mantelpiece. You turned around and bumped straight into Kurt who must have stood up and came behind you. His arm caught you from falling but you were quick to try and scramble out of his grasp but he just held you tighter. “Dont you normally leave when I enter a room?” You hissed, turning your head away from him and letting your hair cover your face. “[y/n], pleaze.” Kurt whispered, trying to calm you down but you were too angry and upset. Despite your hair, he could see the tears forming again and them running down your cheek. “don’t cry.” He begged, resting his forehead on your shoulder because he couldn’t stand to see your tears. “Get off me, Wagner.” You growled, making him flinch at you using his last name. He was so used to hearing his name roll of your tongue. When he didn’t move, you pushed yourself away and fell out of his arms. You quickly turned your back to him and started to walk out of the room with your head held high despite the tears in your eyes. “You said you would never be mad at me!” Kurt called desperately after you. “I also said I thought you would never hurt me!” You called over your shoulder. “But I was wrong, I was wrong about you, Wagner. You’re just like everyone else out there!” You turned on your heel and pointed to the window with tears in your eyes. He instantly knew you were referring to the normal people, the ones who weren’t mutants. The ones who had abused and neglected you before you came to this sanctuary. Your words seemed to break Kurt and you saw his fill with a deep hurt you had never seen before. He looked down, unable to hold eye contract with you as guilt now filled his features. “Im sorry I kissed you.” He mumbled, the true nature of what he had done to you now seeping in. he looked away from you, lost and alone. Like you were. It was true, you couldn’t be mad at him. Well, you could, but not screaming at him. “Its not that.” You shook your head, stepping as far away from him as you could right now without leaving the room. “I wanted you to. I really did. But then you left. You kissed me and left in the blink of an eye. You took what you wanted from me and left me, ignored me.” You shook your head, your hands coming up to cover your face from him. “Don’t cry.” Kurt begged and in a poof of black smoke, he was in front of you, his arms wrapping about you. “Please, I cant stand it.” You heard his voice break as he spoke, holding you tightly. “I don’t understand.” You sobbed. “I don’t get it.” “I didnt want to see hate or anger in your eyes. Not for me. I thought if I left, I wouldn’t have to pull away from such a perfect moment to see your perception of me change.” He confessed in your ear, stuttering over his words only slightly. “What?” You breathed. “I-i-I love you.” He spoke in a clear but quiet voice, the words making you freeze. “Why-why did you leave then?” You ask, not pulling away from him. It felt a lot easier to speak to each other like this without having to look in the others eyes. “I never thought you could love me.” He whimpered a little as he spoke, his whole body seeming to slouch as he admitted his worse fears to you. “You’re wrong.” You state, pulling back a little to look at him. “Ive loved you since we first met.” Kurt stared at you for a moment, unable to believe what he had heard, almost doubting his English skills. “I-I-“ Kurt started to say but trailed off, unable to put into words his guilt and love for you. “I just, I just don’t know if anything can happen between us now.” You frowned, looking away from him, pulling back from his grasp. His arms fell away to his side as Kurt stood there, stunned. “Why?” He said, panic in his voice. “How do I know you wont just vanish like you did?” You ask and you were just meaning about the kiss. What if things got hard between the two of you, or you were in a fight, would he vanish when it was convenient for him. What if things got serious and you had a child, would he vanish like so many mutants parents did. a million scenarios rushed through your mind of important moments that Kurt could just leave you stranded in. But then a pair of hands took your and Kurt held then to his chest as he stepped forward. “Im sorry for that night. But I’d never leave you again. I love you, I really do. I just want to make you happy.” He spoke such sweet words, his accent making them sound just that little bit sweeter. “Do you promise?” you asked, stepping closer to him. The two of you were chest to chest, your hands dropped down so you could be closer. His lips only a few inches from your own. “With all my heart.” He breathed, his eyes darting to your lips. as if unable to control himself any more, he leaned down and kissed you. You felt that same spark you had felt the first time you had kissed. It was exciting, pleasurable beyond imagination, sweet and needed. You felt yourself melting into the kiss, but managed to stop yourself before you lost it all like before. You kept you wit about you. If he stayed like he promised, you could move past this, start a fresh. after a moment, you pulled back, needing to breath. Taking a moment before opening your eyes, you saw Kurts pleading eyes stating down at you. “Waz, waz, it good?” He asked, seeming a little on edge about his kissing skill. “Yeah, yeah it was amazing.” You smiled softly, seeing Kurt grin widely at you, his white teeth shining a little brighter than normal. “Can we do it again?” He asked, this time more eager. “As many times as you want.” You giggled at his eagerness. “Although, ive taken sleeping tablets so they might kick in soon.” “Oh.” He seemed a little disheartened by this but no less happy. “Do, do you want me to take you back to your room?” He asked, looking up to the ceiling. An idea popped into your head. “Yes please.” You smile and in a poof, you guys were in your room. You smiled as you stepped back a little since whenever you travelled with Kurt it made you a little lightheaded. “Goodnight, my love.” Kurt smiled sweetly. “Wait.” You grabbed his hand before he could leave. “I didn’t say you had to go.” There was a moment of silence between the two of you where you saw Kurt falter. “Stay with me tonight?” You ask, knowing he didn’t fully understand what you meant. “If you want” You added, not wanting to pressure him. “the lord have blessed me with an angel, and I shall obey her wishes.” Kurt breaths before his arms encircle you and his lips once again meet yours.

2-2-22  @ 1055 hrs.  Regarding My 1-26-22  @ 1928 hrs. Facebook Timeline Posting about karl & martina ploss from Broken Arrow, OK:

On 1-6-22 at about 1130 hrs., I wuz at the intersection of South Main St. and Washington St. in Whitneyville talking to Les Gardner, who wuz on the other side of South Main St.   Az We were talking, karl ploss, who wuz Southbound, abruptly came to a complete stop between Me and Les, and proceeded to give Me a VERY GRIM and HATE FILLED STARE for about 2-3 seconds, and then he drove away.  I thought it wuz quite Rude and COWARDLY, bcuz since “2015″ he and hiz wife martina have picked Me up hitchhiking several times, and now he’s making Mean and Angry Elmer Fudd faces at Me.  So then I told Les the gist of the following:  In “2015″ while I wuz in a partial coma, I bought a Washington County Superior Court Document which Legally PROVES that Whitneyville Selectman nathan pennell iz a Convicted Child Molester, and I began Campaigning for hiz Selectman Job.  One of the first places I went to wuz the home of karl and martina ploss, about 300 yards South of My Property on South Main St.  They invited Me in and briefly introduced Me to their 2 Granddaughters, Erin and Leah Coughennower, who were visiting for the Summer.  Then karl and I went into the livingroom and talked for 15 minutes or so.  The only SPECIFIC thing I remember of our conversation wuz HIM telling Me that in the past HE had been Arrested (he didn’t specify FALSELY Arrested) 2 times for Child Molesting, but wuz never Convicted.  And he and martina have been friends with nathan pennell ever since!  >>>  So a while ago I did a Google Search of karl and martina, and found out that they are from Broken Arrow and Tulsa, OK.  Then, on 1-28-22 I called Broken Arrow P.D. Det. Sgt. Ian Buchanan who told Me that there are no Arrest Warrants for karl ploss Anywhere in OK.  But what an EVIL COINCIDENCE that the plosses have landed in tiny little (Pop. 200) Whitneyville, all the way from Broken Arrow, OK., and are now friends with nathan pennell!  They’ve probably been telling all of their evil friends in OK. evil lies about Me for years to keep them from WORRYING.  Alas and alack, too bad they can’t stop themselves from WORRYING and DYING PREMATURELY from Electatruthsion.  martina iz also the Vice Pres. of nathan pennell’s Library Association.  So if You happen to know either of karl’s 2 possible Victims, Pleaze let them know where he iz living now, in case they want to initiate “CIVIL” Court Proceedings against him.  >>>  You might also be interested to Know that several months ago I saw someone at the old whitneyville library on School St., 300 feet from My front porch where I wuz sitting for EVERYONE’s SURVEILLANCE EQUIPMENT.  So I went up and introduced Myself to him and this iz what I found out FROM HIM, and later from My Computer:  Hiz name iz andrew curtis, age about 40, and he’s made hiz way to tiny little Whitneyville, Maine from Wis-con-sin, where he’s been Convicted of Armed Robbery (Most Likely Drug Related). He told Me that after several months of Negotiations with Library Pres./First Selectman/convicted Child Molester nathan pennell, he bought the Property for $20,000.  I told him that when I get the money, I’d be interested in Buying it from him, and he asked Me “Why?”, to which I Replied:  So I could Burn it down and never have to look at it again bcuz it’s a BLIGHT and not worth fixing.  I asked him what hiz plans for it were and he said he wuz gonna restore it and open a School For Warriors, with what dignity he could barely muster.  Bcuz,,, I then asked him “What kind of Warriors?”, and he BLANDLY replied with about 30 seconds of “meaningless gibberish”, and then I politely left.  About 4 or 5 weeks ago I noticed his small stationwagon up there, and when I opened My front storm door I could see him walking around and around waving hiz arms on the second floor, and I could hear “the raving lunatic” RAVING about something unintelligible.  Maybe he wuz practicing hiz Curriculum so he could Teach hiz Warrior Students how to WAVE and RAVE at the same time just like him.    Sincerely Yours, Leigh.

Dinner

@itslostgirlmisty

[Misty]

Misty went into the dining room and looked around and only saw the kids at the kid table. She saw Hero running toward her and hugged him tightly as she went over to kiss her grandkids. “Honey where is daddy or Zach?” She asked before turning to see the door open. 

[Nibs]

Nibs had made his way back to the castle thinking that Hope was going to keep her word and return inside. Seeing the kids at the table, Nibs smiled before turning to Misty. “Did you let Ken into the castle because a funny thing just happened...it almost seemed like they were running off together. He is banned from coming to this castle and being here would warrant him being killed...so really it's odd how he got past the guards.”

[Misty]

Misty stood up as she walked over to Nibs, “Uh...I did. He said he wanted to see her and after all she had been through I figured she could use a friend. Sometimes what you can’t tell your husband you can tell a friend. And I’m sure she wasn’t running away with him, she was probably going out to get some air. She will be back.”

[Nibs]

“What do you mean what she has been through? What are you talking about?” He asks in confusion. “And what would warrant bringing someone who has feelings for her here if she was in trouble with something? You’re trying to tell me that if you went through something you would rather talk to Dylan instead of me?” He asks while raising a brow. 

[Misty]

“They gave birth to a still born Nibs.” She said softly so the kids didn’t hear. “Seriously? Is that a joke or are you trying to piss me off. It’s like when you were dating Ash and talked to me or when I was engaged and talked to you.”

[Nibs]

“You know that just confused the both of us and made us unhappy. It’s not the same, we don’t have them in our lives anymore. Ken is related to our daughter and trying to romantically pursue her. She is vulnerable during this time and you know it. Adding him is going to confuse her and convince Ken, she will always want him. It’s just going to add more problems to everything. We finally rid ourselves of Dylan’s family, and I really rather not go to war over this.” He tells her. 

[Misty]

“It was a friend checking on a friend. Stop being dramatic Nibs. You obviously couldn’t see how hurt she was, but fine Nibs, when she comes back you can tell her that on top of what she went through to not see Ken anymore. I am sure hearing you and Zach tell her she can’t be friends with someone will make her listen...oh wait it only wants to make her see him more.”

[Nibs]

Nibs sighed before rubbing his temples as he told the nurse to watch the children for a minute as he took Misty’s hand and led her to the nearby room. “Look, I didn’t know she was going through that but when you went through that and Dylan was around, it confused your feelings. It didn’t help you or him. It started to break us apart and caused fights. Zach and Hope...they aren’t as strong as we are. I don’t know if they would be able to make it through that...and what about the kids? They deserve to grow up with their parents around. Stiles never had his around...sometimes and you see how he turned out. It’s just...they stopped mettling with us.” He explains. 

“We have a newborn baby Misty. I don’t want to risk him hurting our family again because his son goes home heartbroken or because Zach ends up killing Ken for constantly agitating Hope in her moments of weakness.” 

[Misty]

“Nibs...look I know you believe that Hope and Zach are forever, but if you and Zach are this worried about Ken then maybe Hope and Zach aren’t meant to be. I’m not saying Ken is for her, but if you can’t trust your daughter to be with another boy for what an hour, then there is a bigger problem. Look I don’t know how Zach has been acting since they lost their child, but I saw how our daughter looked and Nibs...she needs whoever will be there for her.”

[Nibs]

“It’s not our daughter that tends to blow things out of proportion. Ken will go home and tell Dylan and then he will want to seek revenge and I don’t want us to lose our new baby because of it. I understand she is hurting but she needs to be able to lean on her husband. That is something they need to grieve together. I understand she needs people around her but not if those people are going to end up bringing more pain than comfort in the long run.” 

[Misty]

“Nibs baby, nothing has even happened can you stop being so dramatic? And even if it does no one is going to touch our son. She will be back. I know her. She will be back.” Misty told him as she looked at him. 

[Nibs]

Nibs pouts, “You know that I want you and our family safe. I just got you back, I am worried is all.” He tells her before pulling her closer to him and hugging her. “I want to protect her from the heartache Misty. I just want our baby girl to be okay.” 

[Misty]

Misty hugged Nibs back and nodded, “Of course you do baby, I want to as well. But sometimes when we can’t protect her we just have to stand beside her ready to catch her if she falls.” 

[Nibs]

“I know I know. I still remember the first time she fell in the garden when she was still learning how to walk. Just seeing the look on her face, those tears glistening in her eyes...I promised I would do anything in my power to keep the world from hurting her. I told myself I wouldn’t lose her...I wouldn’t fail her like I did with…” His throat stopped his words from coming out. The memory of seeing Hope die in front of him on the mainland still as clear as if it happened yesterday. 

[Misty]

Misty heard his words and took his hand before leading him back to the dining room where Hope was with the kids. She leaned against the door as she looked at Nibs, “You didn’t fail her Nibs. There are things in this world we can’t stop from happening to her but from where I am standing, I think we did a pretty good job.” She smiled.

[Nibs]

Nibs followed Misty to the dining room and smiled when he saw Hope and the kids and their grandkids. He squeezed her hand before pulling her in for a kiss. “Mhm I think it’s because they have an amazing, beautiful and strong mother.” He smiles as he hugs her close to him. 

[Misty]

She kissed him back before smiling at his words, “Hm I am pretty sure it’s because of you. But thank you for that.” She said as she hugged him back.

[Nibs]

Nibs smiles before noticing Hero coming over to Misty wanting to be picked up. “Mama up up pleaz.” He squeezed his fingers in a grabby motion. Nibs couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. “Mhm seems like someone wants your attention.” He teases. 

[Misty]

Misty looked down and picked up Hero as she smiled. “Look who’s such a big boy now.” She teased their son before looking at Hope and seeing her leaving again. “Hm, why don’t we get the kids fed? It might be a while before we eat.”

[Nibs]

“He has been working on his words to impress you.” He smiles before nodding, “Good idea. I think they might start getting even more jumpy if they don’t get some food soon.” Nibs says as they make their way back over to the table. 

[Misty]

“How cute.” She smiled happily before following Nibs and putting Hero down so he could play with the other kids. 

[Nibs]

“Alright little ones, what do you think about having some dinner hm? I am sure that mommy and daddy will be here soon.” He tells his grandkids as they go to take their seats again at the thought of having some food. 

[Misty]

Misty sat at the table and ordered her and Nibs some drinks as the kids were served food. “Do you really think they’ll be here soon?”

[Nibs]

“I am sure it won’t take them long.” He reassures her as he helped Hero get set up with his sippy cup before helping Henry.

people to look out for in the dtl fandom

its wild how our community is so small yet theres still some bad people in it....... oh well. here we go!

hear ye, hear ye! let it be known the queen hath deemed the following citizens Problematic,

this isnt a uhh Callout Post or whatever. idk. take this however you want to but im just tryin to warn people.

if you follow and/or are friends with any of these people and intend on keeping things that way after reading this...... pleaze unfollow lol

piouster / cptntoadette

this is a big one considering they seem to be such a popular artist in the community... :-S i think every dtl fan has reblogged from them at least once , Including me but anyway. iirc theyre a mari/wilfre shipper? not so certain about that ship specifically but they have been shown to like underage pairings like mari/circi and even wilfre/heather, which they drew nsfw art of ..... SO.....

they deleted the post with the links to their wilfre/heather art so u can take my word for it or not but there are still some posts showing their interests in mari/jowee/heather with older characters

mexicantesttubes / chubby-baby-bunny

idk if hes made/supports any Problematique DTL Content but. he is an abuser and has Personally Made Me Uncomfortable......... i dont remember exactly what they were about but i know hes had some controversial opinions before. maybe you can find them if you search his blog idk

but yeah. im friends with someone he abused and hes done some gross stuff lawl. he started talking to both of us just bc we like dtl and sending random Inappropriate stuff and guilt tripping and saying he was gonna kill himself/self harm all that... just generally putting us on the spot and making us uncomfortable when we didnt even know him gjfhdg

god-of-luck

bf of the previously mentioned person..... idk bro! if he willingly associates with xav idk how good he can be

rapobitch

mari/wilfre shipper! thats it as far as i know. they also reblogged this So..do what you will with that....

meta-kniightmare

not sure if theyre still that involved in the dtl fandom but has defended mari/wilfre before

triggeredpotato

if you couldnt already tell by the username.. made these posts

thats it for now boys.. i dont know anyone else. maybe uhhh if you do add on to this if you want to. theres a lot of Younger Folks in this fandom and i dont want them see kind of stuff these people put out