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lovecanyon · 2 years

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HAVE U SEEN THAT AS IT WAS BTS VIDEO😵‍💫 THE PART WITH THE BABY WAS 100% DAD!HARRY

AS IT WAS BEHIND THE SCENES

dad!harry x reader

MASTERLIST

PSA: dorthy is a fan!

"Dorthy did you know Harry posted behind the scenes of As It Was?"

Just that sentence had Dorthy sprinting to her laptop. Immediately after opening the YouTube website she sees a video with Y/N and Harry on the thumbnail. Right away she clicks on it but when an add pops up she groans.

After a full 30 seconds Dorthy finally hears the voice of no other than Harry Styles.

"Are you having fun?!"

"Be careful!" Y/N laughs watching Harry and Beau dance on the spinning floor. Inez who was barley seven months old, was in her arms, sending a gummy smile to her father and brother.

Harry waves his hand at Y/N and Inez making Beau follow his actions. Both of Harry and Beau looked at Inez and Y/N with so much adoration, it made Dorthy let out an awe.

She still remembers when Y/N and Harry were first seen together. Paparazzi photos came out of them both on a beach in Malibu. Of course every girl went literally insane. And now, Y/N and Harry have children together.

It blew Dorthy’s mind the way she sort of watched Harry and Y/N grow together, every fan kind of did.

"He called me and asked 'Can we put Beau’s voice in one of the songs love?'." Y/N tells the director, mocking her fiancé’s English accent. Tanu, the director lets out a loud laugh which gets the attention of Beau and Harry who were still playing on the rotation floor.

"I know you’re talking about me!" Harry shouts making Y/N and Tanu laugh even harder. The camera stopped on Harry watching Y/N giggle. He was caught watching her with so much love in his eyes.

"He’s so in love with her." Dorthy whispers, observing the scene in front of her.

The next clip made a smile form on Dorthy’s face.

Y/N and Harry were both rolling on the floor together giggling, looking like teenagers. Harry had his arm tightly wrapped around Y/N’s lower back (closer to her ass) seemingly not wanting to let her go. You could tell their love was so strong.

Dorthy didn’t understand why some people thought their relationship was still a PR stunt. Countless times Harry had sued paparazzi companies for taking pictures of his family, yelled at fans when they would be overbearing and even defended Y/N on social media.

But still, there would be that one person thinking Y/N and Harry had children for publicity.

"It’s like rolling down a hill!" Harry says helping Y/N stand up. Right as her two feet are planted on the ground Harry picks her up and throws her over his shoulder.

"Harry! I swear to god!" Y/N shrieks making Harry let out a childish giggle.

"I love you too baby." Harry responds, tapping his fingers onto the back of her thighs. Y/N tried to stay serious but once those words came out of his mouth she smiled.

Dorthy grinned watching her laptop like an idiot. The interaction made her giddy. If her mom were to walk in and see her daughter freaking out while watching a Harry Styles video, it wasn’t out of the blue, it was a normal thing for her to do (since middle school).

"They are so cute." Dorthy sighs out, leaning her cheek against her palm.

The following scene took her breathe away. Literally.

Harry was holding his daughter with the biggest smile ever. He tried to help Inez stand but she just fell back into him. In the corner of the frame Y/N was seen crouching with Beau in her arms.

"You stood yesterday but can’t stand today?" Harry mumbles making Y/N laugh. He continues to encourage her to stand but she just keeps dropping back into his arms with a gummy smile.

"She loves testing you." Y/N tells Harry who immediately grins.

"Just like you love to do darling."

And with that the video ended.

"Can’t they be anymore fucking perfect." Dorthy whispers letting out a breath of air she didn’t know she was holding in.

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lillymakesart · 13 days

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I'd just like to say I think "Too Sweet" by Hozier is such a cute song for taizu🙏 it's also a very good song in general you should give it a listen

i just finished listening to it! ive only heard the snippet on tiktok before but i gotta say the whole thing was 10000% worth the listen tysm for the rec

i have played the track while rotating the bes blorbos in my brain and here are my thoughts

taimizu where mizu is hozier -> honestly i can see it because in comparison to mizu, everybody else is sweeter LOLL but fr it's true that taigen has been trying to keep mizu alive and taking critical damage in that dungeon for her with his "we're not done yet" ahh attitude so YEAH i think this could fit

akemizu where mizu is hozier -> this fits better in my opinion but also bc by comparison, akemi can be interpreted as sweeter than literally the entire cast !! but especially the scene where mizu betrays akemi by leaving her for her dad's guards to take, they might as well have played this song for the scene track atp i think this fits very well for them

taikemi where taigen is hozier -> this one works because the song has a depressing tone, and taigen is if not anything probably gonna be very depressed at the end of ep 8, BUT if you ask me, the biggest brain take is:

taikemi where akemi is hozier -> THIS ONE!!!!! not only is it unexpected and underrated, but lowkey i think akemi has the most interesting plot undercurrent where she will likely be making some power moves and dificult decisions in s2. mizu is out of the picture bc she has to be, but taigen wasn't out of the picture by end of ep8 and she STILL ended up leaving him in pursuit of greatness. she's taking the darkest most difficult road and side by side to taigen, he really is now too sweet for her. she's choosing the black coffee yall. whiskey neat, alcoholism on her breath as she bears the burdens of her country.

that's my take!!!! thank u addi for the FIRE rec!!!!!!

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yeah-ima-nerd · 2 years

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Klarion Bleak x Reader

I made this fanfic out of pure boredom BUT MAN (I am simping) Hope u enjoy :>

You sat on the floor in you room, pondering about everything that had happened the past couple days. You spread out, laying your head on the pillow behind you. Playing with your magic. You made stars, sparkles and trails of black and blue. Wally sped into your room, "Mission briefing." He said, half-chewing on a shiny red apple. "Already? I'm still sore." You said, rotating your shoulders. Wally shrugged, speeding off into the main room. Black Canary stood in the middle of the space, waving to you as you waved back stretching. "Good evening team." She said as the holograms lit up behind her. "As I'm sure you can see... Klarion is wreaking havoc once again." She told them, heaving a sigh. "We're not completely sure his plan, but I need you to get out there and do something." She nodded at you "I assume your powers are recharged enough (Y/N)?" She asked. As You nodded. "I tested this morning." "Great, thank you." She replied. Getting there was a long journey, that felt like an eternity. Naturally, you hummed to yourself. "Would you kindly stop humming." An angry Artemis said, already annoyed by Wally's incessant popping noises. You nodded, looking out the window. As you neared your destination, you noticed the aura change. It felt darker, yet familiar. Which reminded you that you had never met Klarion before. Due to the videos at the mission briefing, you expected he was some sort of sorcerer, or even an ancient demon, like Trigon. Eager, yet nervous to meet Klarion, you grew more and more impatient, but zoned out for the better half of the trip. "We're here!" Miss Martian tapped your shoulder, "Sorry, sorry!" She apologized. "Don't worry." You reassured her it was alright. Then proceeded to walk out the bio-ship door. Upon stepping out, you felt light-headed, something weird nearly draining your energy, but strangely... Making you stronger? Confused, and a bit nervous you walked closer "Ahaha! Yes Teekl!" "Look at them running away in fear!" Klarion cackled." Let's show them what we're made of." You looked above at Klarion floating above you. He was nothing like you had previously pictured. In fact, your heart started racing a mile per minute. As you stared into his deep black eyes, you felt yourself developing feelings? "No... Stop." You thought, still lost in his eyes. You knew you shouldn't be feeling these feelings for a villain. However, your subconscious had already decided. His eyes met yours, making you nearly stumble over. "Are you alright?" Aqualad asked, a bit concerned. You nodded, floating closer to the battlegrounds. You found yourself staring at Klarion once again. Which shocked you when he looked at you as well. He whispered something to Teekl which you made out as backwards-speaking. "Ehs lliw od ylecin." Then made a mishevious grin. Which made your stomach drop. "Ehere noviers Certune!" He shouted, conjuring up a giant hand which formed around your waist. He pulled you closer to him as you tried to wriggle out of his grasp. You were about an inch apart from his face as he lifted your chin. "Very nicley." He said nodding and smirking in nearly a flirtatious way. You were flabbergasted. A mix of emotions came over you. But most importantly, you felt your powers grow inside of you. Stirring you to your core. As you heard purring and felt some fur rubbing up against your legs, it sent a chill down your spine. You fell after he released you from the magical hand. As you stood up you heard the yells of your teammates, as they tried to keep you safe by holding off Klarion. However, Klarion kept picking them off one by one. By then creating a force bubble which enclosed you both. He touched your shoulder and muttered something. When you felt a rush going up and down your body. As you blasted your teammates away uncontrollably. "I CAN'T STOP!" You screamed. As the team fell unconscious. "Well done." Klarion smirked at you mischievously. You didn't say a word. But no matter how much damage he caused, these newfound feelings for the lord of chaos were not going anywhere. He placed Teekl on his shoulders. And taking you by surprise, he carried you as well. "H-huh?" You uttered drearily, feeling your cheeks turn red. "Shhh..." He said, placing his finger over your lips. He conjured a red glowing portal which he had encase you both. Leaving the battlegrounds. You had just realized what you had done. You had abandoned and betrayed your teammates. All because of your feelings for Klarion. Instead of denying, you accepted this. As Klarion set you down petting Teekl. You were shocked to find your surroundings, an abandoned cinema. You looked around confused. "Listen here (Y/N). You will be my servant from now on." He said to you, scratching Teekl behind the ears. "I d-dont understand." You stuttered. Teekl gave a squeaky meow. "I do NOT have a crush Teekl!" He shouted, his face turning red. He awkwardly stood, staring at me. As I fumbled around. I was also a bit embarrassed, but also flattered. Instead of denying anything, I answered every question honestly. "Very good!" "Now, show me your skills servant." He told you, grinning. You demonstrated your magic as he scoffed. You could tell he was a slight bit impressed but wouldn't show it. "Pshh... So you can conjure anything.. So can I! What I really want to know is if you'll join me." He tucked a piece of hair behind your ears and grinned mischievously. " W-well." You nodded. "Wonderfullll..." He snapped his fingers as the screens around him glew. "Have you got the girl?" Lex Luthor asked. "Duh!" Klarion cackled as you stepped into the light. He nudged you forward as you hung your head. "Well done Klarion, she'll make a fine part of our plan." Vandal Savage chimed in. "We will make the most of her powers, and yours combined." Klarion smiled mischievously once again. But you joined this time. He cackled again. Flirtatiously staring. You returned the looks. But then you looked away as your cheeks flushed with color. Though you knew he also returned the feelings for you. It would take quite a while to convince him to admit it. Teekl meowed once again "I ALREADY TOLD YOU, SHE'S MY SERVANT!" He snapped at Teekl "Stupid cat!" He grumbled. Flattered, you looked away once again. Sighing, you were going to be working with him for a while.

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dialovers-translations · 2 years

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Diabolik Lovers LUNATIC PARADE ;; Carla Route ー Chapter 4

*Beep beep beep beep*

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ーー !

( I’m wide awake...I guess it makes sense since I have to give it my all today. )

( It’s the final day of the Parade at last, and on top of that...There’s a chance that Carla-san’s petrification will enter its final phase. )

*Rustle*

Carla: ーー You are awake?

Yui: Kyah!?

*Thud*

Carla: Why do you seem so surprised? We went to bed together, remember?

Yui: I-I know but...Well...You’re really close so...

Carla: Heh...I was enjoying the sight of your expressions as you slept.

Yui: Eh!?

Carla: You had a wide grin on your face the whole time. Did you have a nice dream, perhaps?

Yui: I was grinning, you say...? Please don’t observe my face like that...!

( How embarrassing...! )

Carla: Couldn’t you say that it’s your own fault for not waking up before me?

When we share a bed like this, you are naturally in my field of sight, whether I want to look or not.

Therefore, asking me not to observe you is fundamentally unreasonable.

Yui: In...In that case, next time we’ll sleep separaーー

Carla: I will not allow that.

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ...But...If we don’tーー

*Thud*

Carla: I will never grow tired of watching you sleep. So go ahead and show me

Yui: G-Gosh...!!

*Rustle*

Carla: Oh? Leaving so soon?

Yui: We have to get the gemstone back as soon as possible so we can have Aji make the antidote for us.

Carla: Do not panic. It is still early.

Yui: That’s easy to say but...

I can’t just sit back and relax now. Let’s make haste.

Carla: Haah...I suppose I have no other choice. I will get up then...

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ( Carla-san is really taking his time...He’s acting as if there is nothing to be worried about at all...

( I wonder if this is how a King is supposed to behave...? Personally, it only makes me even more worried... )

Carla: ーー Let us go.

Yui: Yes!

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to Glimmer Main Street

Yui: Huh? Carla-san...You’re going the wrong way. The Underground isn’tーー

Carla: All you need to do is shut up and follow me.

Yui: ...Eeh? ...But...

Carla: ...

ー Carla keeps on walking ahead

Yui: ( He’s going in the complete opposite direction though...? What is he thinking? )

ー The scene shifts to Saint Nore Park’s venue

Yui: ーー Wait, why did we come here?

Carla: It could only mean one thing, no?

ー He walks off

Yui: Wait, please! Carla-san...Don’t tell me you want to hang out here?

Carla: Exactly.

Yui: ...Can we not do that after you’ve taken the antidote?

Carla: No. It has to be now.

Yui: ...!?

( I wonder what he has in mind...? )

( I fail to see how this is related to the antidote in any way... )

Carla: Anyway, just follow me.

( T-That’s what he’s saying but...What should I do? )

Selection

→ Obey (☾)

Yui: ( However, I’m sure that he has something in mind. )

( I promised that I would have faith in him, and I’m sure that things will turn out fine. ...In which caseーー )

Okay.

Carla: Perfect.

*Rustle rustle*

Carla: ーー All you need to do is do as I say.

Yui: Yes...

→ Say that you should go retrieve the gemstone

Yui: Carla-san, I just think that right now is not the time to play. We must hurry and get that stone back.

Carla: ...You will argue with me?

Yui: B-But...

Carla: All you need to do is do as I say. Come here!

*Rustle*

Yui: Ah...!

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ( Seems like I upset him... )

ー The scene shifts to the Tea Cups ride

Carla: ーー ... What are these?

Yui: ...U-Um...Well, you’re supposed to board one of the cups and...

You can use the steering wheel in the middle to increase or decrease the rotation speed...

You do have to steer in a way so you don’t bump into any of the other cups...

Carla: I see. I suppose the sensation of dizziness and speed are what attracts people to this ride.

Yui: Exactly.

ー Carla approaches the ride

Yui: Wait...Carla-san?

Carla: I’m going to ride it.

Yui: Eeh!?

Carla: You should join me as well.

Yui: H-Hold up one second. Are you serious?

Carla: ...Why are you doubting my words?

Yui: W-Well, you know...

( How should I put it...? I just can’t picture Carla-san riding this kind of attraction... )

( If anything, I feel like he’d refuse to get on... )

*Creaaak*

Carla: ーー Oi, hurry up. I believe it will start moving soon.

Yui: O...Okay!

( ...I feel like we shouldn’t be wasting our time on this but...I suppose I have no other choice but to try and enjoy it for now. )

Instructions: The player moves the coffee cup by spinning around. Bumping into any of the other cups will make you lose poins, so try to avoid them. If you bump into one of the bombs, it will not affect your score, but your sight will be obstructed.

You can play this game on easy, normal and hard mode.

Yui: ーー Phew...I somehow managed to avoid the other cups.

Carla: Yes. Your steering was rather impressive.

Yui: Thank you very much!

( I can’t help but feel happy when Carla-san praises me, even when it’s for something trivial. )

ー They get off the ride

Carla: Heh...

Yui: Is something the matter?

Carla: I just figured this helped you ease up a little.

Yui: Eh?

Carla: You may have not noticed it yourself, but you’ve looked tense ever since you woke up this morning.

Yui: I-I’m sorry...I’ve been trying to be mindful of it but it must have happened subconsciously...

Carla: It does not matter. Anyway, I assume you were able to relax a bit now. Let us get going.

ー He walks away

Yui: Ah! Wait, please!!

( I’m honestly such a failure...Carla-san constantly needs to look out for me. )

( It’s so difficult for me to keep my calm when I know there’s not much time... )

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to the Underground

Carla: ーー Is this where we will supposedly find those twins, correct?

Yui: Yes. That’s what Aji-san told us.

Carla: Let us proceed then. A set of twin Vampires, furthermore, it should not be difficult to find a pair of little girls.

Yui: You do have a point. Let’s go.

*TIMESKIP*

Carla: Right here, huh?

Yui: What will you do?

Carla: Let us take the most straightforward route. It will only impact us negatively if we try to threaten them and they make a run for it.

Yui: In that case, please leave it to me...

*Knock knock*

Yui: ーー Excuse me? Is anyone home?

*Knock knock*

Yui: ...Seems like they’re not here.

Carla: ...No, that is not true. While they might be able to trick you, such tactics do not work on me.

They are inside, however, they are pretending to be out.

Yui: ...!

*Knock knock knock*

Yui: I’m begging you! If you’re there, please open the door! We need to ask something very important!

*Knock knock knock*

Yui: ーー Please!

...I guess it’s no use...

Carla: ーー I suppose I have no other choice then.

*Woosh*

Yui: C-Carla-san!?

Carla: While I would like to avoid having to use brute forceーー

Yui: That’s out of the question! There’s children inside, remember!?

Carla: While they may still be children, it cannot be denied that they stole the stone which is why they are refusing to come out, no?

In which case, they are nothing but thieves. I shall not show any mercy.

*Woosh*

*Knock knock knock*

Yui: P-Please! Open the door! If notーー

*Creaaak*

Twin Vampire child A: ...!

Twin Vampire child B: P-Please...don’t destroy our home...

Carla: ...Now fess up, you two. You stole a gemstone from Aji’s store, did you not?

Twin Vampire child B: Eek...!

Twin Vampire child A: I-I’m scared...

Carla: Tears will not save you.

Yui: ...

( The children are petrified...! )

Carla-san, please calm down! Leave it to meーー

Twin Vampire child B: Uweeeeeh! We’re so sorry!!

Twin Vampire child A: Sorryーーーー!!

Carla: ...!

Yui: P-Please don’t cry, okay? Could you please tell me the whole story?

Twin Vampire child B: Y-You won’t get mad...or destroy our house?

Carla: Wellーー

Yui: Carla-san!

Carla: Che...

Yui: Don’t worry. We won’t get mad or destroy your home.

I’m sure you had a reason to take the gemstone, right? It’d be great if you could tell us that first.

Twin Vampire child B: Uu...Hey, what should we do?

Twin Vampire child A: We have no other choice but to tell them the truth...

Yui: Please?

Twin Vampire child B: Mmh. Come with us, please.

Yui: Eh? Where are we going?

Twin Vampire child A: It’d be much quicker to just show you...

ー The girls start walking away

Yui: ( I wonder where they’re headed? )

Carla: ーー Good grief. This is exactly why I have a hard time dealing with children.

ー The scene shifts to a large gate in the Underground

Yui: ...Where are we...? Also, this large gate...

Twin Vampire child A: This door connects to the basement of the Castle. There is no way to open it, so people rarely ever come here.

Twin Vampire child B: That’s why...We decided that right here...

*Rustle*

Carla: ...Something is there.

Twin Vampire child A: Yeah...That’s Gadsby.

*Woof woof*

Yui: A dog!?

Twin Vampire child A: Gadsby!

*Woof woof*

Twin Vampire child B: Gadsby is our dog.

Yui: ...I see. What a cute doggie.

Twin Vampire child A: Right? He’s been with us ever since we were born.

Yui: I see. So why did we need to come meet this guy for you to talk about the jewel?

Carla: ーー That dog was bitten by the Medusa snake.

Yui: Eh!?

Twin Vampire child A: ...Exactly. We ran into that snake while out on a walk with Gadsby in the forest...It attacked and nearly bit me but...

He jumped to my rescue...

Yui: I see. And that’s how he started to turn into stone...

But why won’t you just tell that to Aji-san?

I’m sure that if you did, she’d make an antidote for you straight away.

Twin Vampire child A: ーー I mean, I’m sure she’d just brush us off because it’s just about a dog.

Carla: What do you mean?

Twin Vampire child B: Our parents both said that we should just give up on him since he’s just a dog.

Even if we use this precious jewel to stop the petrification now, he won’t live forever.

Yui: No way...

Carla: Then why did you not use your own powers to turn this Gadsby guy into an immortal creature?

You always knew that he would die one day, correct?

Twin Vampire child A: ...Hmー

Twin Vampire child B: We honestly never even considered that. Of course, we knew that he wouldn’t live forever since dogs aren’t originally from the Demon World but...

I feel like if we turned him into an immortal, he’d no longer be the same Gadsby we know and love.

Carla: ...

Yui: ( Somehow this reminds me...of our case... )

Twin Vampire child A: Of course, we dread the day we will have to say goodbye to him?

But we still think it doesn’t make sense we shouldn’t try our hardest to cure his condition!

Twin Vampire child B: Exactly...But both mama and papa...No, it’s the adults in general who just don’t get us.

ー The dog whines

Twin Vampire child A: Please! Share some of the antidote made from this jewel with our dog!

Twin Vampire child B: We’re begging you!

Twin Vampire child A: I heard that you’re a special breed amongst Demons known as ‘Almighty Founders’, correct...?

Carla: ...

Yui: ...

( What now? ...I’d love to be able to share some of the medicine with these girls but...If I recall Aji-san’s words correctlyーー )

ー A flashback ensues

*Flip*

Reine de Aji: This is a list of everything I still need. Don’t worry, you should be able to find most of it in this town.

Carla: That is quite the extensive list.

Reine de Aji: I guess so. Even with all of this, I’ll only be able to make a small dose of the antidote...

Just enough for one person.

ー The flashback ends

Yui: ( ーー That’s what she said... )

...

Carla: ーー I understand. That should be fine.

Twin Vampire child A: Eh!? R-Really!?

Twin Vampire child B: That’s great news, huh, Gadsby!

*Woof woof*

Yui: But, Carla-sanーー

Carla: It is fine.

Yui: ...

Carla: Trust me.

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ( It’s not that I don’t trust him. Carla-san is an amazing individual after all. But...I’m still worried regardless... )

Carla: Oi, children. First hand over the jewel. We cannot make the medicine without it. We need Aji to prepare it first after all.

Twin Vampire child A: Sure!

*Rustle*

Carla: Okay. Let us get going then.

Twin Vampire child A: Yup!

Twin Vampire child B: Okay!

ー They walk away

Yui: Haah...

( I wonder what will happen now? While I’m glad that we’ll be able to prevent Gadsby from turning into stone, still... )

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to Aji de Reine’s store

*Thud*

Carla: We are back.

Reine de Aji: ...! I’ve been waiting for you! Where is the jewel?

Carla: ...

Reine de Aji: This is it! Wait, so you girls took it after all?

Twin Vampire child A: We’re sorry...

Twin Vampire child B: Sorry...

Reine de Aji: You will get your lecture later. First I need to use this to make the antidote. Wait here and behave, okay?

ー Aji goes to the back of the store

Yui: Haah...

Carla: ...Okay. That leavesーー Oi, Yui.

Yui: Yes?

Carla: Follow me.

Yui: ...?

ー Carla walks away

Yui: ( Folow him...? But where is he going then? )

ー They head towards the Mouth of Zartan

Yui: ...Carla-san, what are you going to do here?

Carla: Just watch.

...

Yui: ( ...? ...He’s mumbling something? )

*Woosh*

Carla: ...!!

Yui: ...!

Carla: ...

*Woosh*

Yui: Carla-san...Umーー

Carla: Quiet. I am almost done.

Yui: ...

*Smack*

Carla: Okayーー Perfect.

Yui: ...?

Carla: I punished the snake who bit me.

Yui: The snake inside the mouth, you mean...?

Carla: Go ahead, take a look.

*Rustle*

Yui: Kyaah!? T-The snake is coming this waーー

Carla: He shall now live the rest of his life as my servant. That is the curse I bestowed upon him.

Yui: ...!?

Carla: ーー Now then, come here and join me.

ー The snake slithers his way

Carla: Good grief, you are not making it easy on me.

Although, if I had known you were in there, none of this would have ever happened.

That being said, it no longer matters. I shall ensure you get to directly atone for your crimes.

Yui: ...What do you mean?

Carla: ーー That jewel...It is something which was formed inside the body of the snake by collection various gemstones.

Yui: ...I see! So there’s one inside this snake as well?

Carla: Well, I doubt it will be as large in size as the other one, but it should be just enough.

It will require some extra time and effort, but I will extract the jewel from its body.

First I need to capture itーー

*Rustle*

Yui: Are you sure you can touch it with your bare hands?

Carla: I doubt it with fight back while my spell is active...

*Hiss*

Carla: ーー Excuse me!? What is going on...!?

Yui: Kyaah!?

( I’m gonna get bitten!! )

*Thud*

*Stab*

Carla: ーー Ugh!!

*Thud*

Yui: Carla-san...!!

( No way...! He got bitten again... )

Are you alright!?

Carla: Che...It seems like the poison weakened the effects of my spell...I did not think it would still have the energy left to relatiate...

Are you unharmed?

Yui: Yes, because you protected me...

Carla: I see...

Yui: I’m more worried about you...

...!

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: Uu...

Carla: Why cry? I have already been bitten by the snake once, so one extra time will not make any difference.

Yui: Is that so? Wouldn’t it...speed up the process or something?

Carla: If it did, I would have long turned to stone by now, no?

So wipe those tears...

Yui: ( Carla-san...He’s so kind. Even though...We’re in a state of emergency right now... )

Carla: Okay. Let’s capture this snake and head to Aji’s store.

Yui: ...Yes...!

ー The scene shifts back to Reine de Aji’s store

Carla: ーー We are back.

Twin Vampire child B: Welcome back!!

Carla: What about the medicine?

Twin Vampire child A: Yeah. Look, it’s done.

Reine de Aji: ーー They told me that the two of you are willing to let them have the antidote?

Carla: Yes. That was my intention.

Reine de Aji: Good grief. I guess you Founders must be really noble. What will you do about your own petrification then?

Carla: ーー It does not matter if it is only a small amount, but could you possibly make an antidote using this?

*Rustle*

Reine de Aji: Oh dear, a Medusa snake...I see, I suppose you really put some thought into this.

However, with just one of them, we won’t be able to get rid of all the poison inside your body.

Will you stand with your decision?

Carla: I do not mind. Even if half of my body turns to stone, as long as I can keep living.

Reine de Aji: Fine. I guess I’ll get right to it then.

Yui: ーー U-Um...Can I ask just one question?

Will that snake...be killed?

Reine de Aji: Why would that be a concern?

Yui: Well...

Carla: ...If you know a way to extract the snake without taking its life, then please do so.

Yui: Carla-san...!

Reine de Aji: Hmー I don’t mind doing that, but it’s a lot more work compared to simply killing it, so it’ll take extra time?

It’s possible that you will have already turned to stone by the time I’m done, you know? So are you sure?

Carla: Yes.

Reine de Aji: Fine. Hang on then.

ー Aji disappears to the back again

Carla: Well then, children. Go and give this medicine to your dog.

*Rustle*

Twin Vampire child B: ...Thank you...Truly!

Twin Vampire child A: Founders really are amazing!

Carla: I do not need to hear your nonsense. Get going already.

Twin Vampire child B: Yeah! A-Also...This...

*Rustle*

Carla: What’s this? A candy...?

Twin Vampire child A: It’s our way of thanking you. See you!

ー The two girls run off

Carla: ...What is this?

Yui: Just like they said, I think it’s a way for them to return the favor.

Carla: Heh. Good grief...This is why I have a hard time dealing with children.

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ( Even though he says that, I feel as if he has a soft spot for kids. )

ーー Carla-san, I’m sure you’ll be a great dad in the futuーー

Carla: ...Ugh...!

Yui: Carla-san!!

Carla: Damnit...The petrification...is proceeding...

Yui: ( ...Most of his body has turned to stone by now...! )

Carla-san! Hang in there...!

Carla: I am...fine...

*Rustle rustle*

Carla: ...

Yui: ( ...Please! Hurry up...Hurry...Quick! )

*TIMESKIP*

Reine de Aji: ーー Sorry for the wait.

Yui: ...! Aji-san...Carla-san has!

Reine de Aji: Darn, this is bad. We have to quickly give him the medicine.

This is the only bit I’ve got, so be careful.

*Rustle*

Yui: Carla-san...Carla-san...!!

*Rustle rustle*

Carla: ...

Reine de Aji: He has lost consciousness. Seems like he won’t be able to drink it himself.

Yui: ーー In that case, I will feed it to him mouth to mouth...

*Rustle*

Yui: Nn...

*Rustle rustle*

Carla: ...

Yui: ( Please work...God, I’m begging you...! )

( Please save...Carla-san! )

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ( Ah! The petrification...it’s reversing... )

Reine de Aji: Thank god. Seems like we made it just on time.

Yui: Yes...!

*Rustle*

Carla: ...Uu...Yui...?

Yui: Yes...! Carla-san...How do you feel?

Carla: I will be okay now...I got lucky...as it appears that the stone has disappeared from my entire body...

Reine de Aji: That’s great. I guess the small amount was just enough because you’re a Founder.

It wouldn’t usually go this well.

Carla: Aji, allow me to thank you.

Reine de Aji: Don’t sweat it. I mean, it’s only normal to help those in need, right?

ーー By the way, I will make sure to release that snake back inside the depths of the forest.

Carla: I see...I’m counting on you.

Reine de Aji: Roger!

*Rustle rustle*

Carla: Well then...Now it is...your turn.

Yui: Eh? Me?

Carla: ...

Yui: Did something happen? ...Oh, right...

I’m sorry, I’ve been so worried about you, it completely slipped my mind.

Carla: Haah, you truly are hopeless...You are too good for this world, you know that?

Yui: ...Yes...

( So many times have happened since we came here, I completely forgot about my heart. )

Carla: ーー Oi, Walter...You can hear me, correct?

Count Walter: ーー Fufu, I suppose you noticed after all.

Yui: ( Count Walter’s voice is echoing from the sky...! )

Carla: I sure did. This whole time.

Yui: W-What do you mean?

Count Walter: I have been watching your every move the whole time.

Yui: ( I didn’t notice at all... )

Carla: ーー So, what is your verdict? Are you willing to give her heart back now?

Count Walter: Let me think...

Carla: ...Enough with the bullshit...!

Yui: Carla-san!?

*THUD*

ー They leave the store

Carla: I shall not allow for you to disapprove of her. After all, even I acknowledge that she is in the right.

This woman is the most rightful person I know. She is more honest and pure than anyone else in this whole world.

She is more than worthy to possess this unique heart. Don’t you dare disagree with me!

Yui: ( Honestly...This might be my first time witnessing Carla-san shout like this... )

Count Walter: ーー Good grief. Seems like I will have to admit defeat.

Yui: Eh...?

*Ba-dump*

Yui: ( ...!? )

( My chest...! )

*Thud*

Carla: ーー Oi! Get a grip!

*Rustle*

Carla: Oi!

Yui: ...I’m alright...

*Rustle*

Count Walter: ーー I returned it.

Carla: Oi, is he telling the truth?

Yui: ...Yes...

Carla: ...

*Rustle rustle*

Carla: ーー Thank god.

Yui ( Carla-san... )

Count Walter: Well then, I shall take my leave now. Please go and enjoy the Parade’s finale.

Carla: Never show yourself in front of us again!

Count Walter: ーー Fufu, so long...

*Woosh*

Yui: Haah...

Carla: I suppose this settles everything.

Yui: Yes!

( I was worried at first but... )

( All in all, it has been a great Parade which allowed me to discover various new sides of Carla-san. )

( I also came to new insights and I will make sure to keep those lessons in mind as I head into the future... )

( ーー Together with Carla-san... )

Carla: Well thenーー

Yui: Let’s have a blast for the remainder of the Parade!

Carla: Agreed.

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

← RETURN TO CHAPTER 3

→ PROCEED TO NORMAL ENDING

→ PROCEED TO FINALE ENDING

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #carla tsukinami #lunatic parade #diabolik lovers translation #lpcarlachapter4

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tittabank · 2 years

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Sony xperia u synchronizacja

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You can filter music through nine "channels" - daytime, energetic, relax, upbeat, mellow, lounge, emotional, dance and extreme. In case you've missed it, SensMe filters songs by mood. SensMe isn't new and should be familiar to Sony Ericsson Walkman owners. New features can be added to this menu with extensions available in the Play Store. In the Now playing interface, there's the familiar Infinite button - it gives you quick options to find the music or karaoke videos on YouTube for the current song, look for more tracks on PlayNow, search Wikipedia for info on the artist or look for lyrics on Google. Unfortunately though, there isn't an option to make it pulse to the rhythm of the track. It glows in color that matches the album art of the song. The transparent strip does its trick here as well. There's also a link to Sony's Music Unlimited service. Tracks are sorted by album, artist, playlist, all tracks, SensMe channel, and favorites. This happens on the Playing tab the second one available called My Music and is where your library gets organized. You're welcomed to a Cover Flow-like interface and you can swipe left and right to skip tracks (complete with a smooth 3D effect). The Xperia U shares the same music player as the Xperia S. Some of the free players out there however will address other deficiencies of the Xperia U video player though, like the lack of subtitles.

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You can download a video player off the Google Play Store, but that won't solve the 1080p video problem, there just doesn't seem to be enough processing power.

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Unlike the Xperia S, the U didn't play any of the 1080p videos we threw at it, but 720p videos worked fine. DivX and XviD videos are supported but the Xperia not all videos got through. There is no dedicated video player app on the Xperia U as in most of the droids out there. You can switch BRAVIA off, but we recommend keeping it on - it really improves the image quality. These steps would normally lead to artifacts, but you'll have to look from really up close to notice. The BRAVIA engine enhances contrast and colors by sharpening the image and reducing noise.

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Quick sharing via Picasa, Email apps, Facebook, Bluetooth or MMS is also enabled. Images can be cropped or rotated directly in the gallery. If you pan past the edge of a photo, the gallery will load up the next (or previous) image. You can use pinch zoom or the old-fashioned +/- buttons. Photos can be sorted by date with the help of a button in the top right corner, which switches between grid and timeline view. Liking photos is enabled for Facebook albums Facebook pictures can be "liked" with the thumbs up button in the upper right corner. Multi Angle shots are harder to view outside the device as you need something with an accelerometer and the proper app - you best bet is another Xperia.įacebook and Picasa albums are distinguished by the small logo of the corresponding service. To view the 3D panoramas in 3D, you need to connect your phone to a compatible 3DTV. The first opens a different gallery section that stores your 3D panorama shots, while the second opens the Sweep Multi Angle shots section. You should have noticed the two switches at the top by now. It will glow red for a sunset, green for grass and blue for sky. The strip glows in the dominant color of the photo you're currently viewing. The Xperia U puts the transparent glowing strip to good use in the Gallery app. If you have online albums over at Picasa those show up as separate stacks as well. The different albums and folders appear as piles of photos, which fall in neat grids once selected.

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It has good functionality, cool 3D looks and nice transition effects, and this time shows full resolution images. The Xperia U uses the traditional droid Gallery, which hasn't really seen much change in Gingerbread.

#Sony xperia u synchronizacja

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enderwalking · 2 years

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I disappear for one single day to deal with irl stuff and miss your birthday??? Unbelievable, happy belated birthday!!

I get what u mean about aus sometimes just being about the vibes, I think why I'm so hung up on tomoyo in particular (other than my brain being a nightmare that wants No Holes in The Story) is I'm mentally fiddling with a kurogane ctechno's backstory to keep the anarchism in play, so already the role of tomoyo has gotta be a bit different. And because of that my brain wants to figure out All the changes, and what those would mean for c!techno in this au. Rotating him in my head and demanding to know who his catalyst is and all that. Who looked at a violent c!techno in this au and said "we're gonna get you some standards for killing. And also make you a pawn in multiverse chess. Have fun!"

Yuuko cgeorge would definitely be a vibe, and it's easy to make cdream feiwong reed work (the atrocities! The holding onto the past! He would be more than willing), but I think what I like so much about the reverse is where the base motivations lay? Feiwong reed is clinging onto a single person at cost of everything else. Which reads as very similar to c!dream in canon clinging onto a version of the world that no longer exists, but phrase that another way: his base motivation lies in the world being changed in a way he views as negative, and trying to prevent that change/bring it back to its previous state where its already been changed. Which is also what yuuko is doing! It's just that we view yuuko as being in the right because she's. You know. Preventing the collapse of the multiverse. Doing less atrocities. It would be a characterization of c!dream that would borrow a bit more heavily from early days smp I think, but with the pragmatism and bastard energy of current lore. Or maybe not even that, maybe it's just a question of, who does cdream become if his allegiance is no longer happy memories of an 8 person server of friends, but instead the smooth functioning of a multiverse? What is he like if he has different eggs (<- cursed metaphor but whatever it gets the point across)

Also with the whole plot point of feiwong reed being theorized to be like... a fragment of Clow formed entirely from the wish to keep yuuko alive, I think it would be neat to put an earlier days, somewhat kinder and more friendly cdream up against a late days cgeorge who has become so single minded in focus, who cant tolerate the world as it currently exists. To have cdream remembering an early days cgeorge while dealing with the current cgeorge. And yet, the things one could do with cdream and dreamxd if we go the cgeorge is yuuko route...

Oh I figured out my hang up, it's that I can picture a world where cdream chooses the world over cgeorge, especially if cgeorge has become antagonistic to said world, but I struggle to picture a world where cgeorge wouldn't sacrifice the world to keep cdream. However, I also am not a cgeorge or c!dnf scholar, so I'm very open to being told I'm wrong on this bit

yeah trc is especially difficult to cast full aus for considering that there are so many characters that are all so intertwined and it's like, sometimes you just gotta take a character concept and strip it down and run LMAO. like in my ffx au ctubbo's role is most analogous to rikku's role in the game. they are not similar in vibe in the least, but it Works okay i PROMISE.

the thing that is off to me about cgeorge as feiwong is like. cgeorge is so profoundly defined by apathy and inaction? and even in his stream about destroying everything and becoming a god, it's not out of some desperate drive towards an end goal, if anything it's the complete opposite. this is cgeorge essentially throwing in the towel, he's giving up on the entire world but he's also decided to make it the whole world's problem in the process. if his dream hadn't literally handed him the tools for the job, he probably wouldn't have gone on nearly such a rampage; think about how quickly he gave up mining down his statue: "it's such a chore to even destroy myself". that's not to say cgeorge is incapable of fighting for things, but his coping mechanism of choice is not to dig in his heels or press onwards, but instead is to just. give up. disengage. and his constant dreaming just enhances that sense of passiveness.

so yeah i feel like cgeorge in a yuuko-esque role where he's like. trapped in stasis. forced to inaction in some ways. and is trying to fix things to an extent but is limited in his scope just by the nature of his existence? yeah. idk. but also i will confess that some of the finer details of yuuko's stuff does escape me as it has been a Hot Minute since i've reread so i could be bullshitting here LOL. also i think that if cdream had to play multidimensional chess and create a 9000 step plan to ruin lives across the whole of reality all for cgeorge's sake that he would 100% do it in a heartbeat and that arguably you could interpret his actions in canon to be him doing just that, so there's that as well

#asks #trcanon #ALSO TY FOR THE BDAY WISHES SORRY I GOT TO THIS LATE I GOT DISTRACTED BY SHOWING 3L TO MY ROOMMATES

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isagisyoichi · 3 years

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PINKY STAR (RUN) :｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆

SYNOPSIS: isagi as your boyfriend

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: isagi yoichi my boyfriend of many several years

WARNINGS: swearing? i think idk i forget also yah pretend they all go to the same school and stuff. also horribly self indulgent if u couldn't already tell

A/N: if you remember my old one delete it from your memory it was literally so bad help anyways the re-up because my boyfriend deserves better. also i really like this one and i feel like it’s more in character for him :P lol i've had this in my drafts for like, ever <3 but also my last post for a while because i have ap exams and my sat soon :P

FOR: the anon that asked me where my original isagi bf hcs went :’)

after the initial awkwardness of being in a new relationship fades and you two become comfortable with each other, a relationship with isagi would be like dating your slightly awkward best friend who you make out with sometimes.

like, i don’t really see isagi being high maintenance, so i feel like a relationship with him would definitely be on the relaxed side, but still romantic, you know?

isagi’s inner monologue is so funny and he definitely lets his thoughts out to you. it makes you laugh to see your usually friendly-to-all boyfriend have his moments, too.

you guys are one of those couples that give each other a look when someone’s doing something weird in public #telepathicconnection <3

but, isagi’s really such a sweetie with you. i know user isagisyoichi may be slightly biased when they say this, but believe me when i say that isagi’s 100% boyfriend material.

walks you to class whenever he can. always either holding your hand as he listens attentively to you complaining about school.

writes down things he feels are important about you in a digital note entitled “y/n 💗,” so he can remember them in the future.

isagi's used to talking to all kinds of people, so even if you're not the most talkative, he can adjust with no problem.

and he’ll always entertain you about whatever stupid conversation you wanna have.

kinda basic with pet names. babe, baby, dork (he would, i don’t wanna hear it), are his usual rotation.

randomly compliments you/says these really romantic things out of nowhere because he can’t control himself and often blurts things out.

“yeah, of course, when we get married, i’ll-”

“when we get married?” you inquire as you cut isagi off. you two have never discussed marriage, just but the thought of isagi wanting to spend the rest of his life with you is enough to make your head spin.

isagi’s eyes go wide when he realizes what he’s said. damn his mouth that moves faster than his mind.

swallowing hard and taking a breath, isagi says, “y-yeah, when we get married,” further affirming his statement with a nod, albeit a bit of a nervous one.

now both of you guys are flustered LOL.

likes to sit his head in your lap and have you play with his hair, while you two talk or just sit in silence.

such a good listener, perfect person to rant about anything with. he’s very understanding, he’ll hold you if you need him to, wipe your tears if you’re crying, give you advice if you need it, just overall so sweet.

also always knows when you're sad because of his intuition. isagi encourages you to open up to him, but ultimately doesn’t force you, just lets you know that he’s always there for you <3

(that's kind of lie because isagi does pry a little LOL, but he means well)

takes care of you! nags you a little, tries his best to make sure you're not doing anything stupid, and if you are, that someone responsible (him) is watching you, looks after you when you’re sick, etc.

gives you his jacket when you’re cold (he’s been waiting to do that his whole life bro LMAOO), carries your things, always texts you good morning and good night, just overall sooo good to you.

but as soft as he is for you, isagi does have this tendency to get these random spouts of confidence, so sometimes he’ll say or do something really bold out of nowhere.

like, he’ll suddenly grab your waist and pull you closer to him, or he’ll kiss you out of the blue. the flustered expression that rests on your face for a change always makes him smirk *heart eyes*

in general, though, isagi's still kind of awkward sometimes regardless and does say or do things that make you go "???" and make him be like "why did i do that" LOL he's so cute though <333

he’s pretty basic with dates, usually opts for things like restaurants, walks in the parks, movie nights, or stuff like that, but they’re still really fun!

but, if you ever want to do something out of the norm, he wouldn't be opposed to it, either. but, you do have to tell him ‘cause he's not a mind reader lol.

(okay but, one time, isagi tried to watch a scary movie with you because he wanted to do that thing where he wraps his arm around you during the scary parts, but HE ended up being scared instead 😭)

isagi’s the type to put your name with a heart emoji or the date you guys started dating in his instagram bio LOL

y/n 💓 IHS Forward #10 ⚽️ *insert some soccer quote about grinding*

it’s a bit middle school, but you let it slide because you know he just wants to show you off <3

study sessions are normal between you two but, you guys always get bored or distracted halfway through and start watching youtube or something LOL.

it’s canon he’s a thigh man lol, so if he ever sees you wearing an oversized shirt, especially one of his, with shorts, isagi will literally short circuit in real life.

he keeps his hand on your thigh when you guys cuddle that day, tracing patterns on your skin, or just squeezing it every now and then.

in general, though, isagi likes poking at and playing with them whenever they're out <3

once, isagi wanted you to do that trend on tiktok where he sits between your thighs and stuff, but he had no idea how to bring it up LOL

so, isagi just watched tiktoks of it in front of you and hoped eventually you would get the hint 🙄

and you did, thanks to his incredible lack of subtly. he doesn’t even care when you giggle and tell him how bad he is at being slick, isagi got your thighs around him, he won!!!!!!

takes a picture (or two or three) to savor the moment.

(even though he could literally just ask you to do it again in the future, but whatever, i guess)

when you’re dating isagi, the team comes with him too LOL

they’re always snapchatting you pictures of isagi when they’re hanging out without you, with stupid captions like, “look how sad your boyfriend is without you 😞”

isagi’s not even sad in the picture, he’s just confused as to why they’re shoving a camera in his face 😭

isagi one hundred percent attempts to get you to run the mile with him during gym if you don’t already.

“babe, just try!” isagi pants, as he catches up to you and your friends, as you guys are still on your second lap.

admittedly, the effort is cute, but beloved, i hate to break it to you- i will not be doing anything of the sort.

he will sit down or walk around with you after you finish the mile, though. if he’s not already playing soccer lollll.

when he does choose to go with you, expect exclamations from the team about how isagi “abandoned us for his little relationship” 👎

isagi’s receiving love language is words of affirmation (also basically canon LOL) so, he really values the compliments you give him with his whole heart.

you could tell him how his hair looks nice in the morning, and isagi will think about it all day.

whether it be about how cute he is, or how talented of a player he is, isagi really is happiest when you praise him <3

speaking of soccer, isagi has this tendency to get lost in the moment and talk your head off about some soccer related tangent that probably makes no sense to you.

his eyes light up and his voice is just oozing with passion for what he does as he goes into detail about how he made this crazy goal at practice while you stare at him with the biggest heart eyes ever, adoring his dedication.

and of course when isagi realizes he was rambling, he apologizes profusely for “boring” you, like the gentleman he is.

but when you reassure him that he could never bore you and that you want nothing more than for him to go on, isagi begins to feels lightheaded due to his adoration for you <3

if you're the type to go all out when it supporting isagi at soccer- like make one of those corny signs, yell from the crowd, wear his spare jersey to games, isagi will physically have to withhold his heart from jumping out his chest.

he's a little embarrassed that you're doing all that for him, but the effort means soooo much to him.

and speaking of soccer, it would mean a lot to isagi if you not only supported him at games and stuff, but expressed an interest in learning more about soccer as a whole, too.

you know, learn a little more about the game on your own accord, ask him to teach you how to properly play, or even challenge him to a one on one, do stuff like that, and he’ll literally be head over heels for you. well, more than he already is.

(he always goes easy on you on your guys 1v1's and he thinks your efforts are adorable, no matter how much you may or may not suck)

he'd repay the effort and try to get interested in whatever your hobbies are!

also, you can get him to do almost anything if you pout and beg hard enough, you’re literally so hard to say no to in isagi’s eyes <3

isagi’s the type to not realize when other people are flirting with him LOL

he just thinks they’re being nice (unless they’re being straight up) and i don’t think he would really process it because he’s so focused on you romantically, if that makes sense.

once he realizes you’re jealous, isagi apologizes earnestly, reassuring you over and over again that you're everything he could ask for and that he would never intentionally try to hurt you and all that jazz.

although, i will admit, sometimes isagi’s kinda smug when you're jealous, especially when it’s over a dumb reason 👎

however, when he’s jealous i feel like it could go one of two ways-

on normal days, isagi would just stand there to “intimidate” the other person, maybe cough a little for emphasis until they go away lol.

but on days where he’s already mad/filled with adrenaline/or someone’s really not taking a hint and you’re visibly uncomfortable- oh boy, it’s like a switch flips in him.

has those same fiery eyes he has during the climax of a game. the energy he’s exuding is dead serious, and that alone is enough for the person bothering you to go away. not bad for a man that’s only 5’8 🥰

adding on, isagi doesn’t take any shit about you, ever. even if it’s from his friends. usually isagi’s very neutral and doesn’t actively try to start conflict, but there are some things he’ll always defend and you’re one of them.

isagi always listens/watches/reads/etc whatever you recommend him (on that note, please recommend him good anime because isagi’s out here willingly telling people his favorite anime is darling in the franxx), even if he doesn’t necessarily like it LOL

you could show isagi objectively, the worst song ever and he would be like “yeah, it was good babe!” (it was not)

also does the same thing when you bring him shopping with you, like he's absolutely NO HELP 😭

you could try on the ugliest sweater known to man and he’d like “you look nice 🙂” pls be honest isagi, you can say it’s hideous!!!!!!

but isagi’s also being somewhat truthful in his statement because he does genuinely think you look nice in everything <3

also loves when you wear his clothes- always feels a mixture between pride and slight shyness?

kinda lol idk but overall, isagi really is sooo happy you wanna show him off that much, especially when you're wearing something of his around his friends :')

he says “i love you” first, no doubt.

he’s a bit nervous when he does because he doesn’t know if you’ll reciprocate, but he really does love you and he feels like he physically can’t hold it in anymore.

“i promise you don’t have to say it back!” isagi reassures anxiously. “i know it’s a really big commitment, and if it’s too early for you right now-”

“i love you, too.”

#queued #blue lock #bllk #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock headcanons #bllk headcanons #isagi yoichi #isagi #isagi blue lock #isagi x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #isagi headcanons #isagi fluff #isagi imagine

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actualbird · 2 years

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What is it that sold you to Luke?

In my case, I have always been one of those people who pairs Holmes with Watson in more than the friends section haha

and I did not expect an otome character with certain parallels with Holmes to mention that

So. You know. I liked. After that, I further analyzed him as a character and he became my favorite. But that was my first approach.

heyyo, anon!!! my short answer would be: everything. KJBKSDF

but im physically incapable of giving short answers most of the time so heres an itemized and probably non-exhaustive off-the-top-of-my-head list of Things That Convinced Me Luke Pearce Was Made In A Lab Specifically To Target Me

first thing that hooked me was his looks, HAHA. i first saw luke in an article my phone browser recommended me weeks before the game's global release and luke was the picture and im a sucker for fluffy haired puppy looking sunshine boys, and luke Looked The Part. deadass started playing this game cuz luke literally Fave At First Sight-ed me

and then the game came out and every single thing i learned about him was my CATNIP

detective (SAME-ISH HAT, ANON!!! while i wasnt drawn specifically by the holmes and watson parallel, i do love a good detective hehe), cheery character w dark secret, extreme devotion to his detriment, self-loathing party time, SECRET AGENT, has probably killed before and will do it again, HAS A PET BIRD <3, fucked up backstory, in general hilarious, aaand just enough insecurities i myself also deeply relate to so hes a perfect self-projection punching bag

like, these r all things i love very very much

out of all these things, what Truly Sold me though was all the personality and story stuff. i can get interested by a character at a glance, but if who they are as a character isnt compelling to me, i get bored very quickly and drop em

i picked up luke pearce and placed him in my brain in july 2021 and 9 months later i am still constantly rotating his character around like a rotisserie chicken in my mind

//auctioneer voice. SOLD!!

i respectfully will never understand ppl ive seen (and then immediately respectfully blocked, i dont need that in my life) who think luke is boring KBKJDBFKJDSBKG. i dont get it!! hes a such an interesting character!!! hes one that starts out so fixated on how he can achieve his skewed perception of Good that he cannot see how many unhealthy things hes doing that hurts himself and the people around him.

at times, hes emotionally paradoxical cuz he holds others on a higher pedestal of value over himself Always yet is, whether intentionally or not, trying to control other’s perception of him to fit his perception of who he makes himself out to be

hes deeply flawed and hes so often scared and so so many other things

and his entire story and development is about realizing those things, growing from them, and learning to keep on going in spite of his fears

if i had to choose just one thing that i love about luke, i guess itd be that theme specifically: the hope in perseverance

“It’s not over ‘til it’s over,” was said in Luke SR Star In The Palm. and until then, he keeps fighting. because that matters

i.....have a lot of feelings about luke, as u can see KJBJDBFKSD!!

#asks #anon #i just REALLY love luke. CONSTANTLY #luke pearce

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fukurodanni · 3 years

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love for the rich and emotionally stunted: a comprehensive guide

ch. 2/7 -- prev. -- next. pairing: jumin han x f!reader warnings: n/a series summary: in the months following the incident with his father's most recent paramour, glam choi, the corporate heir of C&R finds himself discovering exactly what it is that makes a person in love so blind. ao3 link

note: sticking a read more right at the beginning. u kno how it is. thank you for sticking around i'll try my best to keep updates within a week or so!

(weeks prior.)

Jumin Han has entered the chatroom.

Jumin Han

She talked to me today.

ZEN

Who?

707

She??

There’s a she?!

Jumin Han

Oh.

I must have neglected to mention it.

ZEN

????

Last time there was a “she”...

Jumin Han

… No.

There’s a woman at my office.

Jaehee Kang

Does she work for you?

Jumin Han

Yes

707

That took an awfully long time for you to type lolol

Are you sure~~

Jumin Han

Yes. She wears a lanyard.

Jaehee Kang

Do you not know her name??

Jumin Han

I should think it would seem impolite after… all that.

Jaehee Kang

???

ZEN

?????

All that WHAT?

Jumin Han

I only caught a glimpse of her lanyard. I don’t know.

ZEN

Dodged my question… T_T

Jaehee Kang

Is this that woman you see in the mornings?

Jumin Han

How did you ....

ZEN

?!?!

707

Is our Jumin finally getting some?!

I’m so proud. Haha T_T

Jumin Han

Getting some… what?

Jaehee Kang

I can look into her.

For research purposes. Of course^^

Jumin Han

;;;

I only just started seeing her this month.

At the door. Seeing her at the door.

707

Seeing her OTL

Maybe she’s your future lover come to save you^^

Jumin Han

I doubt that.

ZEN

Yeah lolol

I doubt it too

And right after the Choi thing?? No way.

707

T_T

Ur right

There’s no way...

“Do you play video games, Mr Han?”

That’s a new one. “Where would I find the time?” He asks, thinking of Yoosung. “It’s a useless hobby.”

“That was a quick answer,” you reply. “Who hurt you?”

Jumin raises a brow, inquisitive. “No one.”

“Okay,” you say, the beginnings of a grin playing on your lips. “Who ruined video games for you?”

He thinks of the dark smudges under Yoosung’s eyes, the awful typos and the messages at 3am. It’s only a little funny. The door closes behind them. “No one in particular.”

“You’re smiling, Mr Han. Just a little.” You smile too at this, tilting your head in that curious way of yours. When you reach the lobby and then your separate ways, Jumin spares a glance at you.

He wants to say something more, something lodged very deep in his throat that comes out dry breath. He’s never been too good at small-talk, not with colleagues, not with business outside of work. He wants to be, just a little.

He’s not quite sure how that came to be.

It’s beyond embarrassing the way he comes up to you in the cafeteria. “You work here,” he says, a very belated realization.

You blink a few times, as if processing. “Yes,” you say slowly. “I have a lanyard.” You wave the offending item around and Jumin finally, finally catches a glimpse of your name.

“I see,” Jumin says, because that’s all he really can say. “Work hard.”

He consults his phone right away, willing the heat from his face and opening the messenger app. It goes as well as expected when he mentions it so vaguely-- Hyun rags on him for his lack of conversational skills and Yoosung drops a line or two about his own miserable love life. In any case, Assistant Kang’s information on you had only reached him earlier today and in a way he’s still coping. It had been baffling to say the least, finally having everything in front of him rather than scattered in the bits and pieces of your dialogue.

You work, technically, in the same position Assistant Kang does. Only in the fashion department, of which Jumin had strategically ignored after Echo Girl and the Chois. It really isn’t his fault he hadn’t noticed you-- not since before this month when you began arriving so consistently.

“Something on your mind?” Assistant Kang asks, looking up from where she’s shuffling through a stack of papers. It isn’t unusual for her to break the silence with a quip-- she’s always been good at easing into a mode of conversation that takes the edge off. As a good assistant and employee should, of course. Jumin wonders if he should relay this to her.

“Nothing,” he says instead, because surely she already knows. “Is it polite to bring gifts for someone you’re sure you will be seeing every morning?”

She raises a thin brow. “Who-- that woman at the fashion department?”

Jumin deigns not to answer right away, looking down at the state of his nails and the tick of his wristwatch. “Surely there must be some etiquette about that.”

Jaehee Kang

Buy her coffee.

ZEN

Get her a promotion lol

707

A new car!!!

Yoosung★

Maybr a nicce pen

“Any favorite TV shows?” You ask one morning. “Personally, I’m fond of office romances.”

Jumin lags for a moment, waiting to catch up. It isn’t an unusual occurrence. “Is that an innuendo?”

You smile, a little flushed-looking, and wave a hand. “Nope. Not at all.” When you look at the second coffee in his hand, though, it seems you need a second to catch up yourself. You’d mentioned offhandedly how you take your coffee the day before, and today something had stopped him at the threshold of the coffee shop he stops at every morning. Funny how things work like that.

“This is for you,” he says determinedly, and you smile a little but there’s still an edge.

“You dodged my question.” You state simply. Jumin does not know what to say.

He thinks about it for a moment, really thinks about it. The only thing that really comes to mind are the Sunday morning programs, and he doesn’t really know them off the top of his head. Maybe the morning news. “No TV shows. Next question.”

“Okay then,” you say, “Any pet peeves?”

Jumin smiles a little. It isn’t really conscious, but he’s finally figured out a way to respond and he just hopes it takes well. “Women who stop me at the door in the morning.”

“Oh,” you say, taking a sip of your coffee. You hum appreciatively. He feels strangely, indirectly accomplished. “Shame. Mine’s men who give me three word responses when I ask them things.”

He scoffs, although it isn’t as hard as it usually comes out. “I answered that in a sentence.” He says, very assuredly. When he looks back at you there’s a softer smile at your lips, rounded at the corners and not quite so mischievous as he’s seen it look before. It looks fond.

“I know,” you reply. He feels a little warmer now, turning the corner where you two part ways. You offer him a two-fingered salute, a “See you in the morning!” and a final turn.

And then you’re gone.

The next time the conversation lingers long past the lobby it’s because you’ve coaxed him into talking about Elizabeth III. There’s a point where you’ve reached the elevator and he’s talking to you about her care routine and the minutiae of what it takes to keep her fur so soft and pristine (much of it is her own work and her natural beauty-- of course) and he’s only barely aware of how long he’s been going on, but he pauses to look at you. He doesn’t know what he’s expecting, between Jaehee’s hesitancy and Luciel’s rabid praise and Hyun’s outright disgust--

But there’s something about the way you’re looking at him when he’s finished, curiouser and half-curved into a smile. And he’s been on the receiving end of that before-- his father’s lovers, interviewers and subordinates-- but none of them have ever seemed so affectionate.

He’s seen the same look before when it’s Jaehee with a new photocard, the way Yoosung danced around Rika. It’s the glint in Luciel’s glasses when he gets to working and it’s something, something.

You look like you’ve seen something beautiful.

Which is understandable to him, really, having just shown you pictures of his Elizabeth III. What he understands less is the way you’re looking at him and not the open phone, caught up in a silence that seems way too heavy for a conversation about his cat. Even when the elevator dings it’s with some trepidation that you leave first, a memory, a discovery pulled taut between you two.

“I hope I get to meet her sometime,” you say.

Jumin nods, wordless. The delight on your face at such a simple gesture fixates itself in the forefront of his mind until he returns home to Elizabeth, flickering like hell and unbidden and unexpected but not exactly unwelcome. It’s just as confusing to him as it sounds on paper.

Somehow Jaehee gets to you first.

For all the time he’s spent working with Jaehee, working around her and in her general proximity, he doesn’t actually know what time she gets into the building. She seems like an inevitability, something constant and fixed and always there.

So when he holds the door open for two women, Jumin is feeling like he had seen something he wasn’t supposed to. Especially since the two of you seem to be chatting so jovially, shaking her hand with both of yours when you go to part.

There’s another something clogging his throat, a cloying want and a halfhearted desire to draw that same laugh from you, that same open brightness. He hasn’t let himself feel so much about one person-- one particular and fixed point in his life. Jumin feels like he’s chasing-- some feeling, some unnamed ball of fire-- a meteor, blazing and brilliant and too much to be real.

It’s too much to be compared to anything else, not when Sarah Choi was an unlit match next to what a beaming bonfire you are. Suddenly Jumin feels more tightly wound than he usually does.

And really, truly, it feels like a lot to handle, so he turns on his heel after silently handing you the coffee and begins to march. It feels like karmic debt for not having experienced these things as a schoolboy, and then only once as an adult. He doesn’t even know if the one time counted.

“Mr Han--” you say, and it happens at the same time he holds his breath to turn again. Just to look, to see if you appeared as off kilter as he felt. Maybe the world had rotated wrong today.

You stop there in your tracks and he really does believe for a moment that the world has gone astray-- because then it would explain the way air isn’t getting to his lungs right. He inhales just to make sure and before any other dialogue comes from your lips he asks, “Walk with me?”

You both take the elevator then.

Jaehee Kang

She’s a very nice woman.

Yoosung★

Huh?

707

U met her?!?!!

Tell me everything

It makes your mornings longer, the introduction of the elevator route. He isn’t sure how it became mutual agreement and routine, the same way the cup of coffee steams in your hands and the way you ask after Elizabeth III. The way the door gets held open.

Jumin isn’t sure how many mornings go by, how many of them are spent dreading the chime of the elevator, but one of them brings a much quieter you. And you’re usually such a whirlwind of life, pulling him toward and towards you-- he’d be lying to himself more than usual if he said he wasn’t worried.

You look like you’re steeling yourself too, and you’ve never done that-- there isn’t a thing you’ve said to him that was measured or prepared. You’re kind of like an overexcited puppy, and he’s never been too fond of dogs.

He feels something slide out of place, something like a realization that’s far grander than he knows, hovering at the tip of his tongue. He doesn’t know what it is yet, not really. He’s barely out of his head, ready to ask if you’re alright--

And you cut him off. Like you did that first morning, knocking the breath from his lungs and everything else out of place. Jumin likes things neat and tidy, likes things where they should be, where he’s used to seeing them. You aren’t too good for him, he thinks.

Then you ask, “Would you want to go out sometime?” And he has no reference materials and no forewarning and no prepared response. The odds are against him.

So against all odds and every simmering nerve in his body he says, “Yes.”

tags: @vandysgf @mrs-han

#jumin han x reader #jumin x reader #mystic messenger x reader #mysme x reader #mystic messenger fluff #jumin han x mc #jumin x mc #my writing #emu writes #lftr&ems #WC: 2.0K

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bunny-hoodlum · 3 years

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Asynchronous With You: Chapter 3

ship: naruhina

rating: teen (this chapter is a little ecchi, but I think it's still T)

tags: Modern Day AU, Foster Siblings, Family, Angst, Unrequited Love, Poor Communication

summary: An awkward journey full of self-denial and missed moments between two foster siblings. Perhaps their love will find the right timing someday.

She didn't know what she was expecting when Kurenai announced that another child would be joining them soon.

He showed up a little smaller than her, with wary blue eyes and uncombed blond hair. He didn't carry anything with him.

The idea of having a forever playmate intrigued her, but after a few weeks it became clear he had no interest in playing, only fighting.

During those times when she managed to get away, she laid down on her bedroom floor curled around a picture book, and thought deeply about magical forests and open meadows. Away from stupid boys and their stupid ways.

And then suddenly he wanted to get rid of Neji. He thought she wanted to be rid of Neji, too. He was going to tattle on Neji really bad and that would be that.

Who taught him that the only way to fix things was to destroy them?

She told him she didn't mind Neji bossing her around. Maybe it's like what she's heard the adults say, that all she needs is structure. Plus, he was the only blood she had. Neji was part of her old normal and she wasn't going to give that up.

She didn't think he would listen. He seemed pretty sure about what he was talking about. But then he didn't tattle after all, and yet the fights seemed even more vigorous.

She found a volume inside herself that she didn't know she had, and it had scared her into her room. Her own ears had boomed. It reminded her of all the yellings she used to receive before Kurenai, and her instincts to hide kicked in.

It wasn't Neji who came after her, but Naruto.

He felt bad about his behavior. But he wanted something in exchange. He couldn't just have nothing after this.

She wasn't sure what 'bugging her' was going to be like, but she's been wanting to get along with him since day one. All because he didn't like Neji, she thought that would never happen.

'Sure,' she told him, and the following afternoon he pinched her arm.

_______________________________

Hinata laid down curled on her bedroom floor just like she used to when she was little.

She shouldn't be here, listening to the sounds coming through the half-inch diameter hole in the wall, his guttural teenage lust spilling over into her sanctum, the exaggerated moans of the other girl stabbing her heart.

He thinks she isn't home right now.

She wants to keep it that way.

Because no matter what he means to her, no matter how much she wants him, it can never happen.

She closes her eyes and pictures herself in the other girl's place. Girl no. 49 she calls her.

She doesn't have the courage to watch, but some twisted part of her wants the torture.

She wants to see a part of Naruto that she'll never have.

_______________________________

After the first girl, some drama had started up at school for Naruto.

She had seen Hinata's shoes in the genkan when she left, but had no idea who they belonged to.

She accused Naruto of sneaking away to invite a different girl to come over.

Now half of the female student body hated him, while the other half wanted to get some for themselves.

Hinata was disappointed to find that he relished in his new reputation as a player, that he would take whatever infamy he got if it gave him what he wanted in this world.

Some timid part of her that remained said, Good for him. After all, he deserved to be happy and enjoy his life.

And yet some shadowy part of her felt she was as good a stranger to him than a sister, seeing as how there could be no room for her as either a sister, a friend or love interest.

She thought to both test him and sabotage him after the fourth girl. Two terribly petty things she thought she would never do.

He knows when she leaves something of hers in his room, it means she wants him to come over.

So she left a pair of panties atop his bed in hopes Girl no. 5 would realize his promiscuity and go home.

It didn't work. Instead it excited Girl no. 5. Her expectations of his skill has risen with the proof that he had a revolving door of hot girls coming in and out of here and they went at it louder and rougher than the first four.

Hinata made sure to disappear before they found out she'd been home. When the coast seemed clear and Hinata feigned nonchalance as she came home, with a weak 'Tadaima' to the only other person home, she did not get the usual greeting.

She crept towards her bedroom, somehow not expecting Naruto to answer her invitation.

He sat at her low table in the middle of her room, the pair she had left behind now sitting atop her comforter.

He couldn't look her in the eyes.

He didn't seem mad, rather dumbfounded.

What a thing to give him when wanting to chat, is probably what was going through his head. Like, maybe she had an ulterior motive she was trying to express to him.

Well, she did, perhaps. This wasn't her ideal way to flirt with him, nor was it how she'd choose to shoot her shot.

She doubted her panties excited him, in the first place.

With a soft sigh, Hinata nodded to herself. She crossed her room without a word, hanging her school bag on the back of her desk chair. Then she approached her bed and picked up her underwear, telling him "Thank you for finding them," before placing them back inside her underwear drawer.

She was rooted to that spot, her hands gripping the trim of her double dresser.

From the corner of her eye, she could see him scratch at his cheek, the way he does when a reply feels too weird to say.

He stood up, and just before reaching the door he mumbled, "Just don't lose them again, okay?"

The door closed behind him, and Hinata's shoulders lowered along the length of her exhale, her stress leaving her like dropping water levels.

Then on a Sunday, when Hinata was invited to a dessert buffet with Sakura and Ino, she found out her favorite linen top with the frilly button trim had shrunk in the dryer.

While uncomfortably snug, she could still button every one but the two across her chest.

Ino loved keyhole cuts, but this would not pass social decency.

She tugged and tugged but still the buttons wouldn't reach their homes. Her eyes burned as a flurry of despair hit her in quick succession.

She was getting older. She was growing up. She was getting bigger. Like, inelegantly bigger. She loved this top. She didn't want to say goodbye to it. She didn't want to say goodbye to a lot of things.

Like choosing where to go for High School.

Something possessed her to walk out of her room and find him. She would play up her little sister role in utter defiance.

"Hinata?" Naruto shot up from the sofa and ran to her side.

"Did you dry my clothes?" More accusation than question, her voice was keened wetly with every consonant. "I can't wear this anymore."

Naruto stood there, sputtering, hands uselessly gesticulating at her ample cleavage.

She's never seen his face so red.

Did he look like this when he was thrusting into his rotation of harem girls?

"U-Uh, maybe it's still okay?" He reached out and gripped the fabric of her shirt, his rough fingers ghosting across her skin. A tingle ran up her spine. His eyes became wild for a second. As if to cover up his embarrassment, he became even more determined to prove he didn't ruin her clothes, but doing so made it worse for the both of them.

The forceful tugging made her breasts bounce in a way he was all too familiar with, but none had ever been as big as hers.

As if catching his dirty thoughts, Naruto released her and ran out of the living room, shouting spastically "I'msorryI'llreplaceit!"

Hinata had placed a hand over her exposed skin, right where he had touched her, and she couldn't fight down a smile, however pained and wistful.

This was probably all she was ever going to get.

She decided to play up the risks today, and forwent a bra, using a velvet cropped jacket to hide her nipples.

She received a lot of compliments that Sunday.

Things like this had happened between her and the object of her adoration and frustration, but nothing ever really changed.

He still brought girls over when he thought she wasn't home.

And she still snuck in to try and be a part of it, to learn more about him, to indulge is some form of masochism she didn't know she had.

It wasn't good for her heart.

And when she and Naruto decided individually that they'd stay with everyone else and go to Konoha Normal High, Hinata decided it was time to get serious about her life.

Her renewed late night phone calls with Neji gave her back her structure.

She started her own club. Called it the Volunteers Association. Basically all they did every Sunday was clean up trash in a pre-chosen location from the crack of dawn until lunch time. Beautifying their hometown was a lesson in gratitude and pride.

She also joined the Public Morals Committee, because it would look good on her resume, not because she’d developed an interest in policing others. It also helped her overcome her fear response to raised voices.

But when she did police others, she learned more and more about other people in a way she never thought she would.

For example, the majority of the porn magazines they confiscated were of G-cup models, with M-cup and C-cup ranking in second and A-cup ranking in last. This told her the preferences of the male student body. How important that information was to her? Well, it kind of helped know which boys to be leery of. She had grown to be a little more realistic about herself: She had curves.

Another example was how many students came to school in a hurry and for what reasons. Most of it was due to oversleeping, which were the result of late-night gaming (like someone else she knows), or excessive studying, or part-time jobs. Few others showed up looking like they had taken a detour to the baseball supply closet to fool around (also like the same someone else she knows).

Running in the halls ensued due to prankish behavior.

Failure to advertise for upcoming club events due to limp commitment or a loss of interest.

When the time came for bag checks, where a teacher would confiscate candy and make-up, that’s where Hinata drew the line. She knew her classmates needed sugar to make it through the day. She advised the pretty girls, the gyaru, even the ones she knew had been in Naruto’s bed, that they could still cheat the system if they were clear lip gloss and neutral colors. That really turned their impression of her around on its head.

To sum it up, everyone was going with the flow, chasing one promise of excitement after another, the future too intangible for them to grasp. Their Springtime of Youth was not over.

The amount of blank career sheets cemented her point.

_______________________________

Hinata collapsed onto a bench as the physical and mental exertion caught up to her.

The school was bustling with a multitude of craft projects as they prepared for their annual School Festival.

As a committee member and Volunteer Associate, she was running herself ragged from classroom to classroom, club to club, helping to ensure that everyone's efforts were going smoothly.

A smooth chill touched her cheek. She opened her eyes. Ino held out a cold water bottle against her heated skin, and Hinata smiled.

"Thank you," Hinata accepted the bottle and held it to her neck. Ino sat down next to her. A series of violent thumps met their ears as an irritated Kiba chased down a gloating Naruto, with Kiba's club materials in his hands. Hinata's voice cracked once she opened her mouth, but Ino's voice rang out in her stead.

"NO RUNNING IN THE HALLS!"

Hinata thanked her again as she sank against the wall and relished in the soothing sensation of her water bottle. She didn't realize she had overworked her voice already, too.

"That one's going nowhere," Ino tsked quietly.

"Who?"

"Naruto-baka. He thinks he can live this way forever. Life'll stop being so funny when he's working behind a convenience store register."

"Cashiers serve an important purpose."

"So you agree he's going to end up a cashier," Ino smirked with a wink.

Hinata opened her mouth to complain, but her will instantly deflated inside of her. Ino laughed at the sequence of emotions that played out across Hinata's face, and the latter simply resumed being exhausted human jello that needed more time to restore her shape.

"A cashier baby daddy with five children, each from a different mom," Ino added.

Hinata tried to blink away the haze steadily overtaking her. "No."

Her chest twisted at the thought.

If that really came to pass, he would take responsibility. He would never leave his own children behind, even if he had to go it alone.

Hinata pressed her free palm against her eyes, her lips trembled even as they tightly pressed into a thin line.

"Hinata?" Came Ino's panicked voice.

"It's just a headache," she lied.

"When was the last time you ate?" Ino barely waited for a response. "I'll go grab some food from the cafeteria and be right back with pain relievers. Just stay right there. And no more shouting. You're done for the day!"

Ino ran off to complete her mission and Hinata couldn't be sure if she was grateful for her absence or even more afraid of it.

Just thinking about Naruto...

She doesn't understand how she still feels about him.

His entire existence hurts her, and she can't name all the ways that he does.

She wants to go back to work.

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Hinata never thought her world could turn upside a third time. She never thought her structures could be kicked out from under her.

But then on the opening day of the School Festival, when the school gates are only open for family members, an elementary-aged girl with long, dark brown hair and sharp, lavender eyes came along by herself. A single strand dangled between those discerning eyes as they swept around her surroundings.

Hinata was managing the line outside the maid café, greeting customers in a lilac outfit, when the girl showed up.

Their eyes met.

Hers widened. With surprise. With recognition. With curiosity.

Hinata's eyes were only horrified.

The little girl bounced up to meet her.

Hinata's heart hammered in her ears, it swell to the point of choking. Her vision doubled and smeared. She tried to catch her breath, but nothing, nothing was going in. She tried to breathe faster. They call this air hunger. Her body was cold, prickly.

No. She didn't want to hear it. Didn't want to know.

The little girl eyed her from head to toe, then smirked.

"You really do like mom. But you're a little chubbier than I expected."

AN: Apologies if the third scene's timeline is written in an unclear way. It's supposed to be stuff that happened in sequence prior to the second scene.

Hm! I totally forgot how good it feels to write fanfiction. I literally had a head high the whole time. 😂

I hope you like this chapter! And let me know if I'm doing better at hooks and/or cliffhangers! I haven't looked at any of my activity since the last chapter, so I'm going to respond now if there is anything to respond to, that is.

#naruhina #naruhina fanfiction #modern au #foster sibling au #asynchronous with you fanfiction #chapter 3

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starlight-writes-stuff · 3 years

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camping hc’s w/ the feral boys <3

AYO LOOK AT THESE : implied smut if u look hard enough , but really just some cute , fluffy feral boys content lol . these ended up being really fun to write so let me know if u have any other ideas for more hc’s !! ily , starlight ☁

reblogs are always appreciated !!! <3

all as a group -

god help us all this would be a MESS

you guys would get one of those massive tents that have separate rooms for everyone

s’mores are a guarantee

alex and clay would light their marshmallows on fire

and chase each other around with them

karl is FOCUSED on getting the perfect golden roast

sapnap keeps nudging him to mess the marshmallow up

george literally has his marshmallow in the fire for .2 seconds

clay would give him so much shit for it and the two of them would “argue”

but george would end up breaking his smore in half for clay

and feeding it to him most likely

alex would bring his guitar and play it while everyone sat around the fire

sapnap would definitely start singing ‘campfire song’ from spongebob

everyone would pick up

and dissolve into laughter

clay would be the first to bring up telling scary stories

you’d be scared as shit from the words he was crafting

youd sandwich yourself between karl and alex

alex would poke your waist , jumpscaring you

and you’d pout saying you’re going to bed

youd walk into the tent

they would all C O M P L A I N but eventually join you

at least one of them pees on the fire “to make sure its completely out”

george would ‘knock’ on the tent to see if you were dressed

because they’re respectful , your honor

everyone would meet in the main part of the tent with sleeping bags and pillows and blankets

completley abandoning all the separate rooms

you’d all take turns talking about nothing at all really

making stupid jokes

if you fell asleep first , clay and george would make everyone whisper

you need your beauty sleep

they’d all fade pretty fast after that

but karl would wake everyone to watch the sunrise together

dream -

would have the top of the line camping equipment

even if it was for like

a two day trip

he’d go to an outdoor store and come home with an entire car full of camping shit

a portable grill

a blowup mattress

the nicest two person tent money could buy

the full nine yards

would put you in charge of planning meals

which is probably a good idea

has had the campsite booked for months

somewhere by a lake

“clay , we literally live by the ocean”

“it’s not the same , baby”

he’s right , its not

would take a mini road trip to get there

he’d make sure to stop at all the tourist traps along the way

you two would end up with a bunch of fruit from a roadside stand

once you finally got there

the tent would essentially pitch itself

he’d do the car salesman slap on the nylon

“best tent money can buy”

you’d probably take a nap , tired from the drive

by the time clay shook you awake the sun was setting

so he'd fire up his little camping grill

pls he’d geek out so hard over it

you’d be awake from the nap

so clay would light a lantern and the two of you would just

wander around the campsite holding hands

you two would absolutely go swimming at midnight

clay would pick you up in the water

and have you wrap your legs around him like a koala

he’d pepper your face with kisses

then dunk you under the water

once you two got out you’d get in pajamas

and clay wouldn’t be able to inflate the air mattress

he forgot the pump

but you brought sleeping bags just incase

you two would fall asleep as close as two people in sleeping bags possibly could

sapnap -

would insist on being the manliest man

like would collect firewood and everything

he’d show off the axe he brought

then would chop the wood

he's gloating smh

and would get 125670 % more overprotective when you wanted to try

would stand behind you and show you how to swing

would guide your arms and everything

but would stand like

10 feet away

when you went to actually swing

spooked by how hard you chopped

but also proud ???

would build a fire as it got dark

and tell you how pretty you looked in the light from the flames

he’d be pretty old school w camping food

would stab a poker through hotdogs

he’d help you roast yours , rotating it so it cooked even

would forget the buns and condiments

“i thought we had everything!”

the two of you would die of laughter

just eating ur hotdogs

off of the pokers

however

would remember a stash of candy and snacks

so you end up eating those too

nick would have the tent up in less than five minutes

“fastest tent pitcher on this side of the mississip” 😎

would bring it up 13790 times

he would find a way to zip your sleeping bags up together so it's one big franken-bag

he’s so warm

keeps you toasty

George -

camping was most likely your idea

but gogs is all for it

gets really excited and buys a two person sleeping bag

“so we can still cuddle”

you’d bring all your camping equipment so you had a pad to sleep on

“sleeping on the ground hurts , baby”

“isn't that the whole point ?”

would have his hand on your thigh as he drove to the campsite

and would play loud music the whole way there

with all the windows down

you two would set up camp while it was still light

both struggling™

to get the tent up

it would take y’all like an hour

and both of you would be all sweaty after wrestling with it

so george would change into swimming trunks and wait on you to put on a bathing suit

then he would piggyback you to the lake

running straight into the cold water while you scREAMED

you’d smack him so he’d let you down

then you’d splash him

a splash war would ensue

george would grab your hands , threading them through his

“be nice to me >:,(“

you’d get all soft and wrap your arms around him

the two of you would swim for h o u r s

until someone got hungry

you’d show gogs how to make a campfire

he’d knock over your demonstration

“i want to try”

would nail it on the first shot

you'd be baffled but entirely impressed

after dinner he would show off the oversized sleeping bag

you two would get in together , legs tangled

would probably download movies on his phone beforehand for you guys to watch

he’d fall asleep first , lulled to bed by the sounds of outside

Karl -

loves camping so much

just loves outside in general

would already have a bunch of gear

but would insist on finding a way for you two to be able to sleep together

we all know this boys love language is touch

even in his sleep he needs some sort of skin to skin contact

would buy a camping bed

i feel like karl would want to make “real camping food”

so he’d do hotdogs

and those foil packet thingies with potatoes and corn

he’d show you how to seal they foil and bury it in the coals properly

would scrunch his nose at you while you messed the wrapping up on purpose

“let me do it for you , baby”

would proceed to do it for you

he’d take 100000000000 pictures of you

in the sunset lighting

the campfire lighting

the moon lighting

because he cant help how beautiful you look

would feed you bites of vegetable in between your hot dog

“are you staying hydrated?”

brought juice boxes , too

he’d set up a place for you guys to stargaze

and would point out all the constellations

yall would make up your own too , giving them full backstories

he’d slow dance with you under the moon until it got too cold to be outside

the two of you would … take advantage of the camping bed

crossing ‘outside’ off the bucket list 😌

by day 3 he was tired of his traditional camping food

would beg you for some of your snacks

you’d feed him oreos and fruit snacks while you guys hiked

Quackity -

was not down™

at first

but once he saw how excited you were

he would be all in

would go to a camping store with you and pick out equipment

alex would insist on getting the stereotypical camping cookware

“we have to !!!”

“no we dont???”

“yes we do 😤”

would refuse to sleep on the ground

buys one of those camping pad things

would buy a two person sleeping bag as well

“if im doing this im at LEAST sleeping next to you”

you’d beg him to bring his guitar and play it at the campfire

he’d sing you soft songs while you toasted marshmallows

and you’d feed him s’mores

but you two would end up just eating the chocolate bars instead

he’d bring some sort of card game

and you two would get way too competitive

probaby uno

you’d be screaming at each other at like 1 am

“yOU DIDN’T SAY UNO”

would get a noise complaint

but alex does not care

not one bit

would make a joke about you screaming his name instead

ends up loving falling asleep to the sounds of nature

somehow finds his way into being little spoon

you two fall asleep holding each other

and wake up a tangled mess

begs you to stay another night

because he actually likes being away from it all

and getting uninterrupted one-on-one time with his girl

next time you guys get a free weekend , he’s the one who suggests camping

because he loved it so much

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Fluff Alphabet- Asmodues

Full Alphabet (because I’m weak)

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Your personality! Asmo adores everything about you, but your personality is what truly draws him in. You fascinate him. You aren’t like the demons or witches who only show interest in him for pacts or for sex. You genuinely love him. And he finds it curious. The little facets of your personality draw him in, he finds himself learning new things about you every single day you’re together. In turn, he learns new things about himself, too.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Ask me what ISN’T his favorite part, it’s a harder question. He encapsulates love for you, he loves your whole body. If he has to pick something, he would choose your eyes. They truly are the windows to the soul. Your beautiful soul (I beg you, listen to the song Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney). Your eyes have so much light and life, they reflect your feelings so well. They’re something he finds himself getting lost in.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Asmo can be a real cuddle bug. He likes holding you and being held. He’s only like this if he’s actually in a committed relationship with someone. His ideal way to cuddle is you both laying face to face, your leg draped over his hip and one of his legs between yours. His arm is draped over your waist, fingers able to trace against your back. He can see your stunning face and give you kisses and watch as you fall asleep. And think every day how lucky he is.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

Shopping dates! Asmo likes to make full days out of your dates. A date with him includes shopping to both your favorite stores, eating at a cafe for a nice break, more shopping if you’re feeling up to it. Getting massages or manicures together. He likes wrapping things up at home, though, with a nice bubble bath together after you put your things down. It’s dimly lit, smells soft and floral, and the hot water is relaxing for your muscles. His perfect way to end an ideal date.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He has to learn to be open with certain emotions. He’s been treated like his sin for so long that sex and flirting is how he knows to communicate. But he has so much to express, he just isn’t given the chance to. In a relationship with you, he learns other ways of expression that he likes. He loves to give you gifts. He loves sitting in the same room, not even doing anything together. He becomes very open with outright telling you how he feels about things because he doesn’t want to keep you guessing. If he needs comfort, he asks for it. If he is happy, he shows it.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

I’m not sure if Asmo is really a kid person. That’s not to say he dislikes kids, I don’t think he really wants them for himself. He can’t see himself as a dad. He prefers the freedom of not having children. But he does want to marry you. He wants you to be his. If he does change his mind about children, he would express it to you outright. If he changes his mind, it would be quite a few years into your relationship. I do think he’d love kid’s clothing and baby clothes.

“Look at how small and cute they are!”

He’d actually be a really good father if he decides he wants children with you. But that’s for the distant future to decide.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

Asmo gives you gifts constantly.

“Oh, my darling star, I saw this in the shop and thought of you!”

He will do this a lot. He sees things that make him think of you or that he thinks you will like and buys them to give to you. His two love languages are gifts and touch. You will just get presents regularly. He does enjoy getting gifts, too! He is always thankful and appreciative.

“Why, of course you bought me a gift. I am the dazzling Asmodeus after all~!”

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

He didn’t think he liked holding hands much until you. He thought it felt sweaty and gross. And then you two held hands for the first time while shopping. You weren’t even dating at the time. His heart skipped and he knew he was done for. Now, he takes any chance he can to hold your hand. He likes to swing your hands, too. It’s childish and cute, very playful.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Asmo himself has enough self control that he would never hurt you. He’s like Mammon in that he would not even use his demon form against you, ever. But if he did accidentally hurt you, this demon boy would feel so horrible.

If another demon hurt you, he would use his power to force them to leave before taking care of you. He is protective of his sweet honey. You will be catered to until you are healed again.

If you get hurt because you’re clumsy, he’ll laugh as he helps you up. He’s clearly checking you over for serious injury and taking you to get cleaned up if needed. He reminds himself to catch you next time you trip or stop you from running into things.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

His jokes are usually about himself. He loves himself, he is a king of self love after all. I think he plays up being a “narcissist” and uses it for joke material. I personally hate the whole “Asmo is a narcissist” thing because that isn’t what a narcissistic personality is. Loving oneself like he does is vanity but not narcissism and we need to stop calling vain people narcissists.

Anyway!

He does like to pull pranks on and with you. You two can get engaged in prank wars a lot. Usually little things. Never, ever, mess with Asmo’s products though. If you do something that temporarily dyes his hair, he will come at you full force with his next prank. Don’t fucking do it.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

He loves kisses! All the smooches for Asmodeus! But he has a fondness for kissing your neck. Maybe the thought of marking your neck makes it more appealing. Maybe it’s the fact that the throat has a pulse point that he can feel under his lips. He just loves trailing kisses up the column of your neck and to your jaw and lips. His kisses get real sensual real fast. Not necessarily sexual.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Physical affection and gift giving! As stated before, these are his primary love languages. Holding your hand or linking arms or hugs or cuddles. He loves touch. He craves physical affection and giving it to you is one way he shows his love. Giving you gifts is the other. It shows how often you are on his mind, how much he thinks of you when he’s doing things.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

That first time you ever held his hand. You two weren’t dating at the time. You were out shopping and got excited. It was crowded, though, and you didn’t want to get separated from him. You grabbed his hand, fingers linking together to strengthen the hold, and it was like his heart stopped beating for a moment. Everything seemed to slow down. That was when he knew he was in love. No one’s touch had ever made him feel like that before. He has photobooth pictures from that day in his wallet.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

His worst fear is that you will tell him that you’ve been using him for sex the entire time. That you don’t really love him. He doesn’t want to be reduced down to his sin by you. You, the person he loves so much. The person who proved that he was more than his sin. If you came out with that, he doesn’t know what he would do with himself. He’s expressed this fear openly to you, to which he needed to be held because he was beginning to cry while telling you. Reassure him that your love goes far beyond sex. Please, don’t just be using him. He’s far more fragile than one might think.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

He is very particular about matching colors. With everything. If things don’t match, Asmo will not be happy. Even coordinating outfits with you is important. He doesn’t want to wear colors that clash with what you’re wearing. It’s important for things to look good together. That includes you two as a couple.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

Oh he has a whole fucking list of pet names. He rotates through them routinely, it never gets boring. Sweetie, sweetheart, my dove, my darling, honey, my sweet honey, darling star. sunshine, starlight, darling love, love. It never gets old with Asmo. He loves cute pet names. Please call him by pet names, too. He doesn’t use babe or baby because he feels they’re overused.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

Asmo, while he loves going on dates, enjoys just being in a room with you. You can be doing your own thing while he reads a magazine or paints his nails or scrolls through Devilgram. He doesn’t care what either of you are doing, so long as you are together. You don’t even need to talk. He likes having you in the room. But please, let him paint your nails. He will die if he gets to match your nails with his.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney and I will die on this hill

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Asmo doesn’t keep secrets from you. He doesn’t see much need to. He’s pretty much an open book.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

Once he realized he was in love with you, not too long. He slowly pushed his boundaries with you to gauge reactions for the next few weeks before making a very romantic and heartfelt confession to you.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

He tries to find out why you’re upset. He wants to help you. If you let him, he’ll give you a full body massage to help you feel better. He’ll run you a bath and let you soak, sitting by the bathtub if you ask. He will do anything he can to help you feel better. And he’s a great listener for when you’re ready to talk.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

Oh, Asmo will show you off all the time. He loves getting to flaunt the fact that he has the most perfect partner. If you don’t like being shown off, he will tone it down. But he’s proud of you. Proud to be with you.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

Asmo isn’t a fan of the idea of you being in serious fights. Especially with demons. He would fight for you in that case. If it’s a little cat fight, he is totally the boyfriend that would yell “kick her ass, sweetheart!” and hold your stuff for you while cheering you on.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

I feel like emotions are very connected to his sin. He can read you better than anyone. He can tell when pushing things is a bad idea and will leave it be. He can tell when you need space or need to get out of a situation.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

Asmo would have to make something of it. It needs to be perfect and romantic. But very much a private affair. He doesn’t want to put you on the spot in public, he thinks that’s tacky and crude. He would beg to be able to propose to you in the human world. You go to Japan when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, The area is secluded, no one is around. There are cherry blossom petals dancing in the breeze when he kneels down and pulls out the ring to ask you. He even had Satan’s help writing his proposal like a poem. All for you.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

He feels calm when doing self care routines with you. Sometimes you just need to sit back, relax, and put on a face mask. It’s even more relaxing to do it with someone you care about. It doesn’t have to be a quiet kind of relaxing for him. He feels calm when getting to sit back and giggle with you, showing each other pictures you find while waiting on your masks to dry.

#fluff alphabet #obey me fluff #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #asmodeus headcanons #asmo headcanons #asmo x reader headcanons #obey me shall we date #shall we date #shall we date asmo #shall we date asmodeus #asmodeus avatar of lust #waylonwrites

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obaby-me · 4 years

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Your writing's really good! (~^-^)~* Can I get strong MC carrying their demon around bridal style?? (just an idea but imagine Levi being carried by MC in his favorite male character/ruri's cosplay :o, and for Belphie, maybe, him falling asleep during movie night or smth and MC just casually scooping him up to get him to his room?? For Mammon maybe rescuing him and running away from witches?) but u can think of smth by yourself ^^ can't wait :D

Thank you for the compliment anon. ♡

Manhandle the boys? I got ya covered. You had some great ideas, by the way. These turned into basically mini-stories.

Lucifer

“Chicken fight?” Diavolo asked you with a glint in his eye, always eager to learn more of the human world.

“It’s a pool game, where two people carry two other people and try to push the carried person off their person.” You explained, or rather tried to. Even for a mostly sober Lucifer, the explanation was a mess. A tipsy Diavolo found it impossible.

“Show me,” Diavolo asked. “Just show me.”

“It takes a minimum of 4 to play. And it’s done in a pool.” You laughed.

“You can’t do it outside of a pool?” Diavolo whined with a frown.

Never wanting to disappoint, you quietly considered it. “I mean…” Your eyes travelled to Lucifer, lighting up in a way the Avatar of Pride knew meant trouble. But with a shake of his head, knowing what was to come, he stood from his seat, and rotated his shoulders. Carrying you would be a simple task for him.

“If you can lift Barbatos, and I lift Lucifer, we could do a little demonstration. But we can’t actually play. Without the water it’s like, dangerous.” You suggest.

“Lift me?” Scoffed Lucifer, looking a little incredulous, while a delighted Diavolo barked out a laugh.

“Okay!” The prince agreed enthusiastically. His gold eyes flitting to the avatar of pride giving a silent, mortifying, order that sealed Lucifer’s fate.

Groaning into his drink, Lucifer quickly chugged down the last of his drink. You kneeled down to the floor, and Diavolo followed suit, as you instructed Barbatos how to climb on to Diavolo’s back.

“Like this?”

“Yes!” You nodded happily. “Lucifer, your turn! Hop on.”

The word no sat on his tongue but Diavolo’s expecting gaze wouldn’t allow for the word to pass his lips. “Perhaps I ought to be the one to—”

Suddenly one of his legs was yanked out from under him as you swung it over one side of you. You made no move to grab the other. “Stop worrying. I can lift you easy!” You assured him with a cocky grin.

“I don’t know—”

When you ignored his protests and attempted shift yourself between his legs to grip the remaining foot tethering him to the ground, in fear of losing his balance, Lucifer finally complied. He threw his leg over your shoulder, gripping on to your head and wrapping his thighs about your neck. He shot a glare at his liege. If you broke your neck, he refused to be held responsible.

To his surprise however, you stood straight up with ease, balancing him on your shoulders. He was rather impressed. Though that was sort of overridden by his unease at the sudden lack of control he had by being on your shoulders.

“Okay, now in a pool, Barbatos and Lucifer would have to shove each other off.”

A look of determination flashed across Diavolo’s face, and it took all three, Lucifer, Barbatos, and you to reiterate that this was not a game that could be played outside of the water.

Mammon

The witches call at the most inconvenient times. But Mammon knows he must answer.

“I’m sorry,” he grumbled in apology to you as he dropped the shopping bags he’d been carrying into your arms. “I’ll be right back,” he promised.

“Should we call someone first before you go?” You asked, waving a hand at the plaza that surrounded you filled with demons. Eyes flickered towards you occasionally, however they quickly averting upon recognizing the Lord of Greed.

He didn’t have time, but he also knew you were right. Groaning and grumbling he texted a request to his brother’s chat for someone to come and get you.

But there was no immediate response. Calls to several of the brothers also went unanswered—even when you made the calls. Mammon grew impatient—because he knew the witches were too.

“Looks like I’ll just have to take ya with me,” he sighed. “Ground rules, first.” Looking serious and he holds his fingers up, “Don’t say anything,” he begins, dropping one finger. “Don’t touch anything. Anything I say, ya agree with. Anything I tell you to do, you do—no questions. If I say run, run.”

You looked nervous—as you should be, so was he. It was a bad idea to take you. But it’s a worse idea to leave you alone.

Seeing the witches generally made Mammon a little queasy—but he can handle anything they throw at him. It’s you he worries about.

“Got it.”

“Don’t you worry, human. The GREAT Mammon won’t let anything happen you,” he said with a grin, trying to rid you of your worries. You give him a small smile in return and he throws an arm around your shoulder as he begins to lead you away.

Meeting with witches didn’t seem to terrify you as they invited the two of you in for tea and treats. Mammon however, declined for the two of you, getting right to the point of their requests. They made their demands rather politely, but the undertones of a threat obviously present.

The nature of their demands however, no matter how honeyed the language, were insane. Limos, and dresses, and jewelry, and tools used by witches, made of luxury woods and metals.

“There’s no way I can get all this!” Mammon shouted as he estimated the total.

“You can, and you will. We trust you’ll find a way,” one of them said sternly.

Another slid herself to your side, an arm drifting to wrap about your waist. “And while you do so, we’ll just enjoy some tea with—”

“Don’t you touch my human,” hissed Mammon. His eye flit to you, a dangerous glint in them, and he nods his head to the door in a silent order.

“Don’t you talk that way to us,” another witch hissed in return.

“Your pact is with me, not—” Mammon started to argue in return.

“Yes, it is.” One witch calmly stated, “and by our pact, I order you to—”

Before her order could be completed, she was thrown back, the literal rug ripped out from under her. Mammon’s eyes widened and turned to see the edge of the floormat sitting in your hands.

“Time to go,” you told him.

Suddenly laid out over your shoulder, hefted about like a sack of potatoes as you ran the two of you of the building.

Mammon wasn’t sure how to feel. He was surprised, that was for sure. Thankful to some degree, but humiliated as well—for being the one in need of saving, for the way he was being carried (ass up). And though he dared not admit, turned on. He could only hope you were too busy running the two of you out of trouble to notice him at half-mast.

Leviathan

A convention has come to the Devildom and ecstatic was a massive understatement. When the convention was announced months back, Levi was already including it in every conversation somehow. As the weeks grew closer, his fanaticism was getting so out of control Lucifer banned him from bringing it up in the group chat, the dining table, and specifically, in Lucifer’s presence.

“Today’s the day!” Shouted Levi, as was his morning ritual of the countdown. While he was not technically in the dining room, everyone could hear him from his room. Annoyed but relieved that finally the day had come that perhaps he’d finally shut up about it, the brothers gave a sigh of relief.

“Come on, come on, Normie!” He pounded at your door. “We have a very strict schedule to keep!”

“Levi, you sound like Lucifer. Give me some time to get dressed! Honestly, if you’re this excited you might accidentally transform.” You scolded him with laughter dancing behind your door—still refusing him entry to drag you out. “It’ll ruin your cosplay if you do you know. Have you even gotten changed yet?”

“I will once we eat breakfast. I don’t want anything to get stained. And you shouldn’t either! Come on out!”

“Levi, I’m already half into the costume. You want me to come out there half naked?”

Levi blushed at the thought. “N-no! Just take it off, normie. Get changed after! We need a perfect picture together as Henry and the Lord of Shadows! And we can’t have one if you’ve got food all over it.”

He heard you sigh and grumble, but he knew he was getting his way. You had been supportive of all his enthusiasm, despite the numerous reprimanding your received from his brothers for “encouraging” and “enabling” his behavior. You always had his back, just like Henry.

Why, you even agreed to cosplay as his Henry to his Lord of Shadows! He thought he was having the most blissful heart attack when you suggested it. You suggested to be his Henry.

He could hardly wait to see you dressed, but the reveal was something he would savor, dressed in his own costume. And it would be worth it. Additionally, once he got his picture of the two of you in your perfectly pristine cosplays, he would be posting it and using it everywhere. As his profile pictures, in his icons, framed in his room. He had it all planned out.

He rushed you through breakfast, through packing, and through the door. But you took it all with a smile. He knew you weren’t as excited about the convention as he was, but the fact that you had the patience to put up with him on this day meant the world to him. He’d already put some Grimm aside to buy you whatever you wanted at the convention as a gift of thanks.

The line was agonizingly long, even with his pre-purchased pass, and changing into your cosplays in your shared hotel room took a while more than expected. He missed an early morning panel and went hysterical.

“Levi, you’ll ruin your cosplay if you transform,” you warn him again from the bathroom as you adjusted make up on your face to get some details just perfect for your Henry imitation.

“We should have gotten here sooner!” He complained. “We should have-“

“Levi, I’m ready.” You called out, interrupting him before he could rant any further.

He swallowed hard, eager to see the result.

You looked perfect.

“Well?” You asked as you gave a small twirl for him to let him see it in whole.

“Every detail i-is, is—” His heart raced, his face reddened. It was not that your outfit was revealing, but you were cute. You were really cute. You were cute and in cosplay with him, for him. It was just an outfit, but the implications hit him like a ton of bricks. He was overwhelmed, practically in tears. Too overwhelmed, really.

He passed right out.

When he finally woke up, he realized he was slung over your back, carried through the convention halls. “W-what is happening?” He screeched in embarrassment into your ear.

You faltered and nearly dropped him. Quickly you adjusted him, bouncing him with your grip on thighs to get him balanced properly against you again. “Don’t shout,” you hissed your ear ringing painfully.

“The next panel was about to start and I couldn’t let you to miss it.” You explained as you trudged along to your next destination. “You’ve been looking forward to this one most of all.”

Touched by the sentiment, Levi tucked his burning face into your shoulder mumbling ‘thank you’s and praises that you were a perfect Henry.

Satan

The Devildom archive is massive, and yet given its size it is still overfilled with books and shelves that line the walls up to his high ceilings. Tall ladders that slide across the rooms on tracks in front of the shelves, to allow easy maneuvering are available, but not many.

“I can see it just there,” frowned Satan as he stared up at the dusty covered volume, embossed letters with faded and chipped gold foil labelling its spine.

On his tiptoes, reaching upwards, his fingers just barely above the shelf and his fingers graze the binding, only to push it further back on to the shelf and out of his reach. He cursed.

“I’ll have to fetch a ladder,” he spat, turning his from side to side to spot on. On the farthest ends of either side of him he could see a few unoccupied steps. The trek just to fetch the damned things was an exercise in itself. Why the hell was the archive this size with so few ladders between them? Or rather, why wouldn’t they restrict ladders to certain sections? Why did they have to make the process so difficult?

“Seems hardly worth the effort,” you commented, as you slipped your arms around his waist.

The action was sudden, but welcomed. Having you wrapped about him was instantly soothing, and his temper dropped immediately. He sighed, letting out the tension, and his hand came to rest on yours. “To get as perfect score on this essay, all efforts are worthwhile. This time I will be top Lucifer’s standing for sure.” He said with a nod.

With a light blush, he pushed his fingers between your digits in an attempt to hold your hand, but your hands instead tightened and gripped tight together, as if rejecting him.

Actually, your entire hold on him tightened. His eyebrows furrowed curiously.

Next thing he knew, his feet were no longer on the ground. His first instinct was to struggle as he was suddenly lifted into the air. “What do you think you’re doing?” He whisper-shouted, wide eyes trying to peer at your face behind him, rage rising with his embarrassment.

“I’m just helping!” You laughed, rubbing your cheek into his back in a reassuring gesture. “Can you reach your book now?”

“Ah, right,” he muttered, his face heating to a deeper red as he hastily tore the book from the shelf and patted at your arm to let him down. “A little warning next time,” he chastised with a small smile, his anger clearly evident in the way he punctuated his request.

You gave a quick “sorry” but your smile showed no real apology. Well, he’ll have to wretch a real one out of you in a bout of punishment later. He hoped you’ll be looking forward to it as much he was thinking of it.

Asmodeus

Your ball ensemble for Diavolo’s ball was magnificent, and Asmo, as your date wore its perfect match. He could not be prouder of his efforts to make you both look stunning for your evening out. He designed the outfits himself, weeks before, and today he’d spent all day preparing the two of you—hair, make up, nails, last minute tailoring. It had been exhausting, but it was well worth it.

All eyes were on the two of you the moment you’d entered the room, and he couldn’t have been more pleased. Not that it was unusual for people to stare at him—but tonight, you were on his arm, and he felt a sense of pride that was new to him.

Because I have you. And they can only dream to.

It took a few drinks to loosen you up to the idea of dancing.

“Just one song,” he begged throughout the evening.

You smiled and promised him just the one, and at three drinks, he had finally could lead you to the dance floor for at least a slow one. Having you in his arms was a delight, though you seemed so focused on your dancing that you were forgetting to have a good time yourself.

To lighten the mood, he made it a point to spin you, and then himself, rocking together with you before repeating the process. A spin for you, a spin for him. The two of you looked childish, almost ridiculous. The type of dancing a 5-year-old’s interpretation of a fairytale dance. Asmo, a man of allure and the pinnacle of sexy, was happy to play goofy if it meant making you smile.

It took another drink to get you on the floor again, but this time it was song that was much more upbeat. There was less concern in you now for your steps, a little sloppy, but full of joy, which is all Asmo wants. He gave you a cocky grin before lifting you slightly into the air and spun you.

Your laughter was the best song all night.

Much to his surprise, you locked your hands on to his waist and lifted him in return, mimicking his spin. Giggling in the thrill. Almost like a child, he asked for another spin and another, posing each time he was held up high for all to see until the song ended.

“Let’s see what else we can do with that strength of yours,” he panted, catching what breath he’d been losing in all his laughter.

“This one’s a bit of a slower one,” you commented. “Spinning might be—”

“Oh, no, honey. We’re done with dancing.”

Beelzebub

Beel’s a quiet guy but that didn’t mean he wasn’t affectionate. He was a hugger and he different types of hugs for different occasions.

He gave short but firm for hellos. He held a little longer for good byes. Thank you’s were half hugs and pats on the back. And I’m sorry’s were engulfing but gentle, never imposing. For comfort, he was

But this hug was a new one. It wasn’t one he’d ever given you before. And it wasn’t one his brothers had ever seen him do since he’d been down in the Devildom—not since Lilith.

He’d been gone for about five days—given some business direct from Diavolo to handle an incident on the other side of the Devildom with Lucifer in tow. Lucifer returned early, but Beel remained for two days more.

When Beel finally lumbered through the door relieved to be home. He was chilled from the rain pouring outside, hungrier than he’d ever felt in the past two decades, and in desperate need of some time to relax.

The first thing he heard was the patter of footsteps, running to meet his arrival.

“Beel, welcome home!” You shouted from the top of the stairs, laughing heartily as you came down to meet him quick as you could. Trailing behind you came Belphie, eager to meet him, but slowed down by his sin to reach him as fast as you did.

It was as if his exhaustion disappeared at seeing your smile, and your rush to meet him was so endearing, it warmed him—at least his face—instantly.

“Glad to be back,” he said with nod, opening his arms.

To his surprise you launched yourself into him, the momentum knocking into him. To keep balance, he gave you a spin, chuckling at your excitement.

“I missed you!” You shouted as he spun you about.

“I missed you too.”

He held you tight against him, and in response to his grip, you gripped him tightly back.

It’s an affectionate game of mimicry you two play often. If you tap a beat on his hand, he’ll tap it back with an addition. If you give him a kiss, he’ll give you two. Back and forth until one of you gives. It was a game generally played behind closed doors, but this was a special occasion—he missed you too much. Now it was game of who can give a tighter hug.

And he was determined to win.

He adjusted his arms around you to hold you just a little lower—and then lifted you off the ground. You giggled, pleased. It was only for a moment before he set you down. He grinned at you.

But his smile soon turned to shock when you in turn put your arms about his waist, lifting him and spinning.

Too stunned to respond, Beel lost the round.

“Never expected that out of you,” whistled an impressed Belphie, having finally descended down the stairs.

Beel could only nod, wide eyed in agreement.

You gave him a cocky grin, planting your hands on your hips and puffing your chest with pride. Beel too beamed with pride at his partner’s strength. He begins to invite you to workouts together, curious to see just how much you could lift.

Belphegor

Movie nights followed a very specific pattern. It was a scramble to get the boys together, and just when you think you’ve settled in, someone remembers something they’ve forgotten: popcorn, blankets, phones, chips, drinks, coasters, pillows. And of course, the matter of seating arrangements was always a battle. You had your designated seat, but the demons around you didn’t—each fought to take the seats beside you in some way shape or form.

“You had your turn last week!” Fumed Levi, glaring daggers at his younger brother Belphie.

It did little to persuade the seventh born who seemed to instead nuzzled his face deeper into your lap, a hint of a teasing smirk his only answer.

Grumbles and protests eventually died down as Lucifer threatened each one into settling in. Finally, they could all relax as the movie began to roll.

Lucifer fell asleep midway through. Mammon and Levi shouted out quotes in bouts of laughter. Satan shushed his elder brothers, and Asmo sighed and provided commentary on outfits and hair styles. Beel ate most of the popcorn and chips, munching away happily. Belphegor managed to last to its ending, but the minute the lights were brought back up, he went right to sleep, skipping the inevitable post-movie debates and commentaries by his brothers.

As it grew later into the evening, the boys slowly trickled out to their rooms to bed. You however, remained a pillow to the cat-napping avatar.

“I’ll carry him up,” offered Beel, the last of the conscious.

“No, I’ve got it.” You told him with a smile, a hand slowly stroking through Belphie’s hair as he slept. “I’m not quite tired yet. I’ll leave him undisturbed for just a bit longer.”

Beel nodded, and returned to his own room.

You browsed your phone for awhile longer, one hand mindlessly running through Belphie’s soft locks.

When you were good and ready for bed, you slowly sidled out from below Belphie. Carrying him was the easy part. The only difficulty you had was trying not to disturb him as you slipped your hands beneath him to lift him. You seemed to have succeeded, and Belphie was determined to let you believe it, amused that you were going to such lengths for him.

He’d been awake for some time, mostly from the time you started trailing your fingers through his hair. He didn’t dare move and let you know he was awake. He feared you’d stop if he did. So instead he laid and enjoyed your gentle petting him the way you might a beloved pet.

When you moved out from under him, he considered waking up to walk himself up, but the thought of you lifting him amused him greatly. He assumed you couldn’t, and to have you try and fail to do so would be the perfect time for him to wake up and tease you.

Much to his surprise however, you lifted him with ease, carrying him all the way to his room. He would be keeping this in mind for the next time he decided it was too much trouble to make the trip himself—play dead and he can get a free ride.

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REQUEST: this could be a request idk if u feel like it but DID YOU SEE NIALL'S LIVE TODAY WHERE HE JUST PLAYED DEAR PATIENCE ON ACOUSTIC GUITAR OUTSIDE IT WAS FUCKING HEAVENLY AND THE WHOLE TIME I WAS JUST THINKING IMAGINE QUARANTINING WITH HIM AND WAKING UP TO THAT ANGELIC VOICE AND SONG EVERY MORNING 🥺🥺🥺 k that's all 😂

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It had been a long night.

You had spent most of the nighttime hours tossing and turning, one nightmare after another. It had become regular during quarantine so far - your therapist said that it was maybe your mind trying to make sense of the loss of absolute control through everything, or maybe just making sense of the panic and dread that you felt inside.

But every time that you woke up, Niall was right there and ready to comfort you. “Another one? C’mere, babe.” He would say with his sleepy voice, completely aware of what you needed at all times. Niall was like that. Both of you were, like planets completely in sync, reading and responding to one another’s energy, constantly. It was one of the things you liked most about being with him.

Except for this morning when you woke up, he wasn’t there.

You immediately noticed that his side of the bed was cold, and there wasn’t a large arm wrapped around your tum as it had been without fail overnight. You rolled over to look at the window, the sun streaming in through his white curtains. You had teased him at one point that he should get blackout curtains for his bedroom, but he simply said, “I like to wake up with the sun.” So, you happily adapted. Planets.

The room was quiet as you sat up and stretched your arms slowly, groaning a little. You forced your shoulders to lower and relax. Your eyes slowly adjusted to being open, focusing on the pictures that Niall had of the two out you around his bedroom. At first, you thought they were a little cheesy, but during quarantine, you’d grown to love them. It was a reminder of something normal.

Staying with Niall had truly become a little pocket of peace and rest in the world for you. Part of you felt guilty sometimes, that you were somehow privileged enough to be here, to have your food delivered every day and your laundry sent away for you. Inside the walls of Niall’s apartment, nothing could get to you.

You walk over to the bathroom ensuite, and as soon as you open the door you can tell that Niall’s recently been in here. The room smells of his shower soap and shampoo. The smell calms your muscles as you breathe it in, looking into the mirror. You pick your hair up into a ponytail and brush your teeth, the morning routine relaxing you slowly. It was helpful to do something mundane, something that’s never changed.

Finally, it was time to go out and locate him. You slipped on a large sweater, welcoming the colder weather that was arriving the closer it got to Fall. With bare feet you walked across the living room, eyes adjusting once again to the sunlight streaming in the big bay windows. You instantly heard his voice.

Dear Patience, can we share a drink and let go of the pressure?

You smiled. It wasn’t the first time that you’d heard that song in the morning. You could tell that it had taken on a whole new meaning with the world changing around him. It sounded a lot different than the original demo he had played for you, and it changed every time he picked up his guitar.

You opened the sliding door out onto the balcony where he was sitting on a patio chair, closing it shut behind you. His back was facing you, his brown hair tousled and semi-tangled from bed. He was wearing a pair of boxers and a loose-fitting t-shirt, something he must have slipped on before coming outside. It amazed you how he could literally wake up with you all night and still be awake before you, maybe even before the sunrise. He continued singing, and you pictured him playing with his eyes closed, really hearing every word. There was a cup of coffee on the table beside him. You could still see the steam coming off of it.

Hey, can you show me your face? Can you see that I’m anxious?

You walked over and sat behind him on the chair, wrapping your arms around his tummy, trying your best not to disturb his playing. He paused for a second to shuffle slightly and make you more comfortable, and then continued. You could see the corner of his mouth upturn into a smile. You smiled as well, nuzzling your nose into the back of his neck, closing your eyes as you matched his breathing and listened.

Dear Patience, if I pour my heart out, can you keep a promise?

You inhaled his smell and listened to the velvety goodness of his voice. You could truly sit there and be relaxed forever. It was a moment of normalcy, one moment in your day where you felt like nothing was wrong, and it was just the two of you. Planets in rotation, business as usual.

“Good morning.” You eventually murmured as the song ended, nuzzling closer into his shoulder. He put his guitar beside him and set his hands atop of yours, thumbs tracing your own, causing a tickling sensation.

“Morning,” his voice rumbled against your chest. Both of you stayed there for a long time, completely quiet, eyes closed. You took in the day together, the sun slowly heating up as it finished rising fully into the sky, lighting up the rest of the buildings around you. You could hear the eerie quiet of the world underneath you, a city that on a normal day should have been bustling, almost completely silent.

But you had that moment, the two of you, entangled in each other, eyes closed as your hearts synced together, finding alignment. Finding home.

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