#THANK YOU THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU SO SO SO MUCH. That was beautiful

[j0nika]

HOLD UP, since your mom bought Rebellion for you as a birthday present, is today your birthday?!

Also…how was it…? I hope you liked it! (Of course if you have trouble processing what happened, feel free to ask)

That was the best movie

i have ever watched.

i went through all 5 stages of grief within the matter of 5 minutes.

SPOILERS FOR MADOKA MAGICA REBELLION BELOW!

i feel like i have never been so touched by a piece of media in my life

since the movie is so long, im not going to touch on every part, only the ones that were the most important to me

I WAS VERY CONFUSED AT THE BEGINNING. it was a huge surprise that the world had been fake (pretty much), because i was almost positive that was homura in her early stages of time travelling....NO. everything had already happened...

when they had begun talking about how the world was created by a witch, i was confused on how Bebe was relevant, since there had been no previous mention of them...and for them to imagine this ENTIRE WORLD just didnt sit right with me. once they started to mention it a little more, i had immediately known it was homura.

still, i started to get emotional when the world started to burn, and it was revealed that homura really was behind this. homura had been the thing she had sworn not to trust, what she hated with all her heart, trapped in her own cage she was trying to escape from...quite literally. that in itself was pretty beautiful to me :(

after all of that, when homura had pretty much sentenced herself to death to make sure that madoka would not be taken advantage of, madoka ended up trying so hard to save homura...i think that their love for eachother is definitely mutual, even if it seems like homuras might overpower madokas, i know that madoks truly cares about keeping homura safe and even in a moment of sacrifice madoka still just longed to be with homura and didnt want her to end that way, it was such a heartwarming moment

especially when god madoka came down to help homura, i started tearing up, it was really pretty and i had these lighst going on in my room and i was wondering the whole time "what does fantasy mean by people dont like what homura does at the end? everything seems fine right now!"

........

HOMURA

WHAAAAAATTTTT?!???!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Holy FUCKING SHIT I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT.

I THINK THAT WAS MY *FAVORITE* PLOT TWIST THAT I HAVE EVER SEEN IN AN ANIME...IT SERIOUSLY BROUGHT OUT ALL THE EMOTIONS IN ME

i was STARING at my tv with my mouth open i could not believe it.....AND WHEN SHE STARTED TO SMILE, I GOT SUPER EXCITED!! I tend to accidently headcanon characters insanity as the smiling insanity, as if they broke, and i had started drawing homura like that but figured it wasnt fitting for her.....DAMN WAS I WRONG!!!!

i LOVE how homura had become an obsessive....not quite lustful, but more...PURELY EVIL DEMON....who had seperated madokas human form and god form to create a madoka who would be able to live happily (i believe?) with an altered memory...GOD, that scene was so POWERFUL, ive been stuck thinking about it all day today....DAMNIT HOMURA, I LOVE YOU EVEN WHEN YOU ARE EVIL!!! And this insane character development just made me love her even more!!!!!!!

then, at the end, when madoka had ended up quickly reuniting with her god form....and the way that homura said that the ribbons look better on madoka....JESUS...i was THIS CLOSE TO CRYING!!! it was almost a bittersweet ending, and that was the best route they couldve chosen...i couldnt tell if i felt sad, at peace.....it was really really beautiful!

HONORABLE MENTIONS:

that scene with the flower field....THE SCENE WITH THE FLOWER FIELD HAD ME NEAR SOBBING...i thought it was gorgeous and the way that they hugged...the thought that this would be one of the last times homura would be able to hear madoka say those heartfelt things to her, just seeing her sit there....it was really blissful :(

THE SCENE WITH THE STATUE TURNING TO TAR!!!! that was AMAZING symbolism, holy shit! i just kinda stared at the tv for a little bit...its as if homuras love was infecting madoka....i love it so much.

i cant quitteee remember this one very well, but when madoka started t-posing and sunk into the ground, becoming this liquid, the homura becoming liquid, then a mini homura smashing it up? I DONT THINK IM REMEMBERING IT RIGHT, but i just know that it kind of hit me, it reminded me of no matter how hard homura had kept trying to save madoka, she kept dying...and all she went through within all of the timelines were ultimately very small and hardly mattered, since in the end, she failed...THATS HOW I SAW IT!

(and also, the fight with mami was AMAZING!!!! The music, the combat, the intensity, oh my god!! and when homura shot herself, and then held it up to mami, i was like WHATS GOING ON?!?!?)

this movie was absoloutely beautiful, touching, intense, i....literally have no words to describe it.

I PROBABLY WOULDVE NEVER GOTTEN TO WATCHING IT IF YOU DIDNT RECCOMEND IT TO ME FANTASY!!! THANK YOU SO SO SO SO SO MUCH...that was *seriously* one of the best experiences of my life, i went through so much in such a little amount of time...the fascinating scenery with the witches and the everything looked amazing as always, this was just a very very special and UNIQUE movie to me and i stayed involved the whole time...I DONT THINK ANYTHING THAT ILL EVER WATCH WILL TOP THAT, HONESTLY.....

thank you SO SO SO SO SO MUCH!!!! I LOVED IT!!! 10000000/10.....it genuinely couldnt have been better!!!!! and it only made me love homura even more!!!!!!!!

(ALSO, TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION, it is not my birthday! my birthday is in 9 days, march 16th! STILL COUNTS AS A BIRTHDAY PRESENT!)

#THANK YOU THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU SO SO SO MUCH. That was beautiful #i think my life is complete after watching that #GOD homura is VERY complex...im in love with her character! #best $10.58 or something like that that ive EVER SPENT!!!! #no anime is ever going to bring those emotions out of me #on top of how UNIQUE the animation is #its not just anime its an entire design #everything is so graphic and beautiful and unlike anything ive ever seen #AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING!!!! THANK YOU FANTASY!!!!!

[klokaqueer]

Well, the scrapbook for Brendon Small is finally finished!

Dethklok's Mutilation on a Spring Night Tour kicked off tonight and I'm so excited to be giving this to Brendon in a couple days.

With everyone's submissions, I was able to fill 27 pages total with gorgeous art, epic cosplays, and beautiful words. I plan to post pictures from the meet and greet and share my experience!

I've blurred out the messages out of respect for privacy but for anyone interested, here is a look at just some of the pages. (:

Putting this book together was so much fun and I can't thank everyone who participated in this with me enough.

Each of you helped me create something really cool and I think it reflects how special this fandom is. I think Brendon is going to really enjoy seeing everyone's pieces!

Thankyouthankyouthankyou to everyone who submitted something for trusting me to make this thing <3

#brendon small #nathan explosion #pickles the drummer #william murderface #toki wartooth #skwisgaar skwigelf #charles offdensen #dick knubbler #magnus hammersmith #general crozier #vater orlaag #salacia #mutilation on a spring night tour 2024 #metalocalypse #mtl #dethklok #metalocalypse fandom #metalocalypse cosplay #metalocalypse fanart #fanart

[factual-fantasy]

24 asks!! :DD Thank you so much!! :}}

WAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! THIS WAS SO SWEET I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY!! JUST- THANK YOU! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!! 💖💖😭💖😭😭💖💖

@annathefenecfox

I haven't watched the episodes she's in yet.. but I love her color palette! She looks really sweet :}💚💙💛

@spinelfan11

They would run XD

@supersecretnerd

Woof, she looks like hello kitty! <XD What even is she? A squirrel..? Geez, if I ever add her to my AU, she will definitely be getting a full fur color make over- XDD

(Also thank you!! :DD)

@rubydraft (Comic in question)

YES YES! That was very much intentional! :DD And the answer lies in the fazbands!

The animatronics can scan the Fazbands and get any important information about the child they might need. Such as the child's name, age, and which parent they belong to.

The Fazbands also act as a proof of purchase. If the the animatronic scans a child and no fazband is detected, that child must be brought to an employee. As there is no current proof that the child has had their admission paid. Hence why Gregory has a red outline, he has no fazband!

The blue kids all have standard fazbands. As every kid is given when they enter the pizzaplex.

But if its your kids birthday, they are given a special fazband that has them show up differently in the animatronics scanners. This tells the animatronics that the golden kids are the birthday boys/girls! And they will address the child as such if they ever encounter them. :)

(Also there's an Easter egg in one of those panels that no ones pointed out yet.. 👀)

Oh yeah, there's a lot of em. :( But the animatronics don't have to worry about them. They have handlers to watch over them and keep angry Karen's/crowds away.

I haven't really figured out their whole schtick yet..

I think in the partial swap they haven't changed much. Although Monty is a kindler gentler Monty. With Foxy by his side he's simmered down some. And his theme is a little different than before.

Roxy I think is more of a recluse in the partial swap, like original Monty is.

As for the true swap.? I haven't really figured it all out yet. Thinking that Roxy is a golfer and Monty is a racer..? I haven't thought it all through yet <XD

@wolfie-777

Off the top of my head I have these two Minecraft wolf OCs that I made a while back :00 I cant remember any others if I happen to have them-

@itschrisboys

:D Thanks!

@wdillustration

XD I wont draw that today, but maybe sometime I'll draw him giving someone a big ol bear hug :)

@acedgola

:DD Hiii!! I use FireAlpaca! Its got some problems but at least its free! Its easy to learn but also has enough tools to be used by a professional! You can also animate with it if you have the patience to figure out how to use it XD

Overall, 7.5/10 would recommend FireAlpaca!

(Post in question)

I'm not a hardcore fan, but yes! I do love the little korbo :}} And those are some Kirby slippers I got for Christmas! :D

They're my artist hands! And I'm not sure what you mean.. 11 hands is a perfectly normal number of hands to have!

Right.?

I just imagined Glamrock Freddy having an imaginary friend that looks a lot like a purple/blue bunny.. :( 💔

@softkidlavender

My beautiful eyeballs have been known to lure people to my blog XDD (Also thank you! :DD)

@basementdregon101

:DD I'm glad you like it!! :}}}

@rockbott0m47

A fant. Its often mispronounced as "fart"

@ardent-38 (Comic in question)

WAAAA I REMEMBER THOSE TAGS!!! I SHOULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING IN THE COMMENTS- WAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! IT WAS THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY DAY AND IT STILL LIVES RENT FREE IN MY BRAIN 💖😭💖

AND THANK YOU AGAIN!! I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY GOLDEN BOYS AND MY OCTONAUTS STUFF!! WAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 😭💖💖💖

AAAA THANK YOU!! :DD I'm so glad you like them!! :}}}

@fizzy-stars

XD I'm glad you felt inspired by me to bring those OCs back! And I hope that bite tasted good XDD

<XD It'd be more like;

Classic Bonnie: "Dude, what happened to you?

Swap Bonnies: "😒......"

It's all fun and games until I emerge ominously in the background with a snowball the size of a car XD

Everyone starts looking through the cookies and trying to figure out which one they want. Meanwhile I push everyone aside and snag all the peanut butter ones XD

#my response #sorry to the asks that were late!😅 #octonauts #fnaf security breach #factual fam

[smallestapplin]

You all made me WEAK for hybrids istg this is a newfound addiction for me, amazing concepts and scenarios !! If it's okay I'd love to request a bit more of that praise-kink, but snake hybrid ingo 😔👌🏻 like imagine just wooing his scales his size his colors while using your hands on him and he just turns to mush and has to take you right there or he'll explode of emotion

Also it's my 2nd ever req ever but the general chat looks so fun n interesting I might join the army of anons later and share some short drabbles too if it's ok 🥺💕

Ah! Thank you! Feel free to send in more stuff or your own stuff! You’re more than welcome to! And I’d be happy to add you to the list of anon’s I’d kill for, what do you wish to be called?

🔞18+Only!🔞

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Ingo has always been a more reserved hybrid, he never likes bringing attention to himself, preferring to just go about his day.

But he likes to look his best, and he’s so happy It’s paying off, but he doesn’t know how much more he can take.

The two of you were just cuddling in your shared den, he had you resting on top of his coils so he could hold you in his arms. Your warmth and scent are so relaxing.

He opens his silver eyes to look at you when you move to face him, nuzzling right under his chin.

“Babe I can hear your tail wagging.”

The hybrid blushes, looking down his body and seeing the end of his long snake body rubbing against the ground on a wagging motion.

“I didn’t think pythons did that, but it’s so cute. Continue.”

“My dear, please don’t.”

“What? I can’t compliment my beautiful mate?” You move your hands to caress up and down his chest, before moving them towards his scaly lower half.

“You’re always so pretty, it’s hard not to stare at you.”

Ingo whimpers as you place kisses along his neck, taking your time to lightly nip and suck his skin.

“You’re so handsome, and such a hard working mate too, always so sweet to me.”

You slowly kiss down his chest, hands rubbing oh so gently across his hips.

Ingo doesn’t understand why this is affecting him so strongly, your words and touch are making him melt.

“Oh? You’re already leaking, do I affect you this much?”

The hybrid quickly looks down to see you eye level with his two leaking dicks. He lets out a strangled moan while you glide a finger up one, cooing as it twitches.

“Mm such a good boy for me, so reactive.”

You chuckle while Ingo whines. He’s trying so hard not to move his snake half that you’re still resting on, but he desperately wants to.

“I wonder…”

His concern was immediately forgotten as you start caressing and massaging both his cocks.

“You look wrecked already. Do you know how loud that beautiful voice of yours is?”

Ingo can only fuck your hands, his cries echoing in the den.

“Ooo you’re so pretty like this, such a pretty boy, all weak for me.”

“Fuck! D-dearest please, oh fuck, please!”

“Does my handsome man need something?”

The snake hybrid tosses his head back with a loud squeal. You lick a stripe up his bigger cock.

He can’t hold still, the pleasure is starting to get overwhelming.

“You taste so good.”

“Please! Can I-I wanna please you.”

“Oh my sweet boy, you already are.”

His back arches, tears stinging his eyes, his voice almost painfully loud.

You take the smaller of his cocks in your mouth, sucking on the tip, humming at his delicious flavor.

Ingo feels like he can’t breathe, the warmth of your mouth around it is too much, it all feels too good. Overwhelmed he thrusts his hips to you, accidentally shoving more of his cock down your throat.

Feeling your throat convulse around his smaller, but thicker dick, and his longer one still firming in your hand, he cums.

Tears finally falling as he sobs out in pleasure.

“So good! Thank you! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

You swallow all he has to offer before carefully pulling away.

“Fuck you sound so fucking hot, and taste so good.”

The large hybrid whimpers while you lick your hand and lips clean of his spent.

“So good for me.”

He can smell your arousal, it’s flooding the den along side his. You smell so good, he wants more, he wants to taste you.

You squeak when you find yourself pinned beneath your mate, his cocks still standing proudly as he grinds against your clothes sex.

“Please? My sweet mate has been taking care of me so well, let me return the favor, please?”

You take in his appearance, his eyes are as glossy as his chin that’s covered in his drool, his face is dusted red, panting.

You feel his ducks twitch against you.

“Aw my poor mate, you’ve been so good for me. Of course you can.”

With how he looks you aren’t leaving anytime soon.

Needless to say, Ingo likes being prim and pretty for his mate.

#smut #🔞🔞🔞 #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokemon ingo #pokemon fanfic #pokemon ingo x reader #pokemon smut #pokemon hybrid au

[hopespeakwriting]

May I request twogami,nagito and gonta with an s/o who draws anime?

IM. SO. HAPPY.

GASP! SOMEONE REQUESTED AFTER ALMOST A YEAR WITH NO REQUESTS!!!

THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU! You dont know how grateful i am for this request!!!

Oh, and of course, here's your request! i hope you enjoy it! please tell me if you want me to change anything. ^^

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Byakuya Twogami ( Ultimate Impostor )

okay but- he would refuse to admit at first but- he ADORES your drawings!

Really, he loves it- would a 100% ask for you to drawn him. ( or the person he's disguised as- )

please show him how do you drawn, let him watch the drawing process, he definetly would love it!

But hey, dont you even DARE to skip any of your basic needs while your drawing, man will make sure you take care of yourself. He will do the same thing he did with mitarai. No questions asked.

LOVES your artstyle! Like- HOW CAN IT BE SO PRETTY-????

I headcannon that twogami doesn't watch much anime. So when he first saw you drawing he probably got a bit confusing cause of the anime style, but he would love it either way!

- "Oh? Your drawing? Let me see it... Incredible as always...."

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Nagito Komaeda

Oh boy. OH BOY.

OBSESSED with your art, your artstyle E V E R I T H I N G

Thinks your art needs to be in a museum so that people can feel the same hope he feels when he sees your art. That's how hopeful he gets when he sees your art.

Like, you can show him a sketch, a really rough sketch and he will be like:

" Oh! that's perfect! a hopeful masterpiece that needs to be shown to the world! Ahh~ imagine the amount of hope this could bring to every person alive! Your Talent is truly amazing! the power that you have to do such amazing pieces of art is truly a hopeful blessing"

COULD AND WILL RAMBLE ABOUT YOUR ART 24/7

If you drawn him on anime style... prepare yourself.. Boy will be in a mix of gratitude and self deprecation ON A LOOP. He would be so greatful that you drew him with this amazing artstyle that you have, but at the same time he's a piece of trash that dont deserve to stain your beautiful work with his image.... but-

I headcannon that komaeda watched anime as a child, and he LOVES anime artstyle!

please let the man watch you drawn- he will beg to see your talent to do arts in action, just let him appreciate your art. let him see how you draw, every line that your pencil drawn on the paper, the details of your drawing, ANYTHING! he would be greatful for life.

OVERALL LOVES THE WAY YOU DRAWN ANIME!!! YOUR BIGGEST FAN, SUPPORTER, E V E R Y T H I N G!!!

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Gonta Gokuhara

*confused gonta noises*

never saw anime so he is very confused about anime artstyle, like.... Why do they have pointed chins, and big eyes--??? Boi is confused, please explain it to him. ( after you explained he would definetly watch anime with you ) ANYWAYS-

" Oh! S/O! your drawing again! Huh?! Is that Gonta? It looks like gonta! You drew butterflies too! Gonta so happy! Your drawings are so pretty!"

Slow learner so he will find it strange at first, but he would LOVE IT! Why? cause you did it of course! he loves everything you do! so he obviously adores your drawings!

if you ever drew him in anime artstyle he'll be like:

( Cutest thing EVER )

He would like to learn it too, so he can draw his S/O, but teaching him how to draw anime will be a rough journey... but he will try his very best!

He likes drawing too! So ge would sit by your side and draw pretty bugs while you drawn anime, now you two can drawn together!

Absolutly Loves your drawings!

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Okay- i didnt write in a long time, like- a really long time. I hope this is good... Soooo-

THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR REQUESTING!! FEEL FREE TO REQUEST AGAIN ANYTIME YOU WANT !! <333333

#danganronpa x reader #headcannons #anime #danganronpa #danganronpa headcannons #sdr2 nagito #nagito imagines #nagito x reader #dr nagito #gonta x reader #gonta gokuhara #danganronpa gonta #impostor #byakuya twogami #byakuya twogami x reader #jayjaywrites #headcannonsblog #x reader

[ael-dragon-vry-sorcha]

I apologize if I’ve already sent you this ask lmao, but since your an awesome artist with amazing Byler art, and just an awesome Byler shipper/supporter (and a rlly fun roleplayer) I presence to you, the amazing Byler Bouquet, just for you! 💙💛

AGFAJHGDJHDGFAA NO I DIDN'T GET IT BEFORE

THANK YOU✨ THANK YOU SO MUCH 💗💗💗 thankyouthankyouthankyou!!

This bouquet is beautiful!!! 💛💙💛💙

#byler is life #byler is endgame

[systemadministratorclu]

Leave an object in my ask and muse will react (from some of the muses of @evecolourshock):

Tron is hiding in a box, ready to hug Clu once the box is opened. The box is tinted gold, with cheerful lettering stating it is "For Clu" to avoid any mix-ups.

Beck, slightly more sensible, has a living flower arrangement for Hal (with daisies a prominent feature, of course - especially the larger varieties).

Eve has a selection of snacks for Sonic (after an in-depth discussion with his caretakers about what foods are alien-hedgehog-appropriate) and a soft toy owl (she heard about Longclaw).

// these are all very cute and sweet. :) //

Poor, unsuspecting Clu of course opened it. And started shrieking when something jumped out and latched onto him, the weight of it and its forward momentum sending them both to the ground. It took all this before Clu figured out what, or rather who, had jumped him. Nearby, Tesler facepalmed with a heavy sigh.

"I told you that would happen, Tron."

"I almost drew a disc!" Clu gasped, still catching his breath.

Elsewhere, Hal carefully took the flowers from his friend.

"Ah, they're beautiful! Thank you, Beck. And you even got my favorite kind!" He placed them in an arrangement he'd gotten from one of Eve's stores. Speaking of Eve.....

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//going with older Sonic here. Also, he's......apparently on the Grid (because reasons) if he's getting stuff from Eve and I don't know if she can leave the Grid.//

His first reaction was to sniff out any possibility that this was a trap by Robotnik. He didn't think the doctor was on the Grid but one could never be sure with that man. But he didn't smell even the slightest hint of him anywhere.

Once he knew it was safe, the circuits of the hedgehog's Gridsuit brightened up with happiness. He turned and shot over to Eve.

"Aahhh, thankyouthankyouthankyou, iloveitiloveitiloveit!" the hedgehog cried excitedly. Then he spotted the owl, picking it up as if it were made of glass, staring at it in awe.

"Oh my gosh, it.....it looks just like her!" His voice cracked on the last word and he hugged the owl against his heart, his eyes stinging a little.

"Thank you, Eve." he croaked out, "Thank you, so much."

#muse: clu #muse: general tesler #muse: hal 9000 (tron verse) #muse: sonic the hedgehog

[yelena-bellova]

YES! COME AT ME WITH YOUR FERAL SCENE! Let’s be honest, this whole chapter will be feral 😌💜💜💜💜…???

I love TYL so much! You do such a beautiful job mixing their backstory/past with the present! It really makes you wonder how they fell apart and if there’s still a chance for those two to be together in the future. Uggg those small moments where the other sees a semblance of who the other use to be really does it to me 💔. Those feel like dashes of hope ❤️

Thanks for sharing your wonderful fics with us!!!

Thankyouthankyouthankyou ❤️❤️

I’m having the best time switching between past and present. This next chapter probably has the most stark contrast between the decades. I don’t think you’ll be disappointed 😉

#anon #twenty years later

[cyareclones]

OH MY GOD.. I don't know where to start! First of all, your art is the most stunningly beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on. Second, I LOVE LOCKS OHMY KSJDKDJDKS THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING YOUR AMAZING ART WITH US!!??!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I’m so glad you love Locks as much as I do, it means a lot that people are interested in my OCs and my work!!

#cyarespeaks #❤️❤️❤️

[melis-writes]

OMG, I'm the one who requested a Vincent Hanna prompt and it turned out so wholesome!!! 😭😭😭 Melis, I didn't think you would write it, cause you didn't have "Heat" in your prompts info, but I'm so grateful you did! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU *kisses you endlessly* My man Vincent finally happy and expecting a baby!!!😭So sweet and perfect! Send you all my love! 💓By the way, you are so beautiful! And looking at your photo I thought you were Italian until you said that you are turkish-canadian😂

AHHHH THE FIRST VINCENT HANNA PROMPT REQUESTER!! 🥺❤️ What an honour!! 😂😂❤️ Thank you for your submission! ☺️ I’m not too big of a fan of Heat (1995) but I loved Vincent and Neil’s characters so I rewatched it just to learn their personalities/lifestyles better and had been meaning to get around to adding Vincent on my prompts list for x Reader but forgot!! 😭

It should be all updated now on my prompt page. 🥰 Love me some Vincent Hanna!! Can’t even explain to you how much better he deserved with his wife smh…

🥰❤️🥰❤️ I wanted to make it so that Vincent was not only married again (but to the love of his life) but that he was also starting a family with her, and in a way starting anew with his home and love life. 😍 And I’m definitely more than happy to take more prompt suggestions for Vincent too!

Thank you for all the love and kindness!! ❤️❤️❤️ You’re so sweet!! 🥰 I’m 2.6% Italian if that helps? Hehehehe it’s something! 😂 thank you so much! ☺️

[sugarmaplewings-fics]

Midoriya Comfort HCs

Pairing: Midoriya (Deku) x reader

Warnings: Mentions/the concept/symptoms of depression, otherwise none

Request: Hi, sugar! i just wanted to tell you how much i adore your fics. everything about them is truly outstanding, from your choice of words to the ideas you come up with. might i add, your ability to write the characters so well and immerse someone in the story are amazing and i hope that you’re very proud of what you’ve brought to the fandom! you’re one of my favourite writers on here! would it be possible for you to write comfort hcs for izuku w/ a reader who’s a victim of depression, or even if you aren’t comfortable with that, just for bad days? i’ve been feeling a lot worse than usual and it’s all crumbled for me, so i’m just seeking comfort from my best boy. - anon neo 

A/N: I’m sobbing??? I’m one of your favorites??! This is literally some of the nicest stuff anyone has ever said to me?? Thankyouthankyouthankyou!!! I’m so glad people actually like this stuff I make! 

And I’m always chill with doing anxious or depressed reader, since it’s something I (sadly) relate to myself and therefore feel pretty comfortable portraying it the best I can. I tried to get these out and done as fast as I could, but I hope you’re feeling better! 

I promise you, you can get through this. I believe in you. If you ever need to chat, I'm always open (this goes for everyone). I really enjoyed writing these and loved your request. No worries, I got you!

Anyway, I hope you and everyone else likes them (as always)! Thanks again so much for your kind words, they really keep me going <3

Love you!

-Sugar

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Ever since you started dating, Izuku pays a lot of attention to you and how you’re feeling, whether he’s subtle about it or not

So when you start spiraling into a bad place, he’ll notice pretty quickly

He’ll immediately ask you what’s wrong, remembering and still regretting the choices he’d made when he knew something was up with Iida

He’s a little sad when you explain you have depression, but he won’t be swayed. Far from it. This boy is determined to be the best boyfriend he can be for you, no matter what!

He’ll do some research before making too many moves. The idea of the big sad isn’t completely foreign to him, but he wants to make sure he’s doing everything right

Izuku would go over all the little notes he’d taken on you, making a habit of jotting down anything you like

Once he’s made a bit of a plan for himself and gathered everything up, you can expect a Deku-bomb of everything you like and it’s all just for you!

You like food? He’ll buy you your favorites and treat you with them when he storms your room. Into more outdoorsy or sporty activities? He’ll gently ask you if you’re up for getting outside and doing them. He’ll even invite your friends! You like books? He’ll pick up that novel you’ve been eyeing since it came out. The list goes on. He’d do anything to bring a smile to your face

So anyway, as I said, he’d storm your room with everything he could find that he thought might help, ready to dedicate the entire afternoon and evening to you

He’d ask if there was anything you needed to talk about. He’s really good at listening if you decide there is something you need to rant about. He’s not too bad with advice either!

If you decide not to talk about it, or maybe there’s nothing to talk about and you just feel a little blah, he’ll take out whatever lil’ something he got you

At this point, he’d do whatever you want to do, whether it’s playing a video game or going out for a walk or watching your favorite movie

And whenever you want, Izuku is always down to cuddle (hehehe my favorite part!)

He’ll scour both his and your rooms to find every blanket he can, coming back to wrap you up into a little fuzzy burrito

He’ll pull you into bed and spoon you, but not before pressing kisses over every available surface of your face and the top of your head

He’ll hug you into him from behind, draping a leg over you and resting his head above yours. This is also a good time to do any kind of ranting or talking, and if you ever feel the need to cry, you’re more than able to!

If you cry tho, Izuku might cry too. He’s very in touch with his emotions and seeing you cry will never fail to make him tear up too. That’s just the kind of person he is

He’ll remind you of how much he loves you and murmurs words of support and encouragement in your ear. There is hope for the future, and things won’t always be like this. He’s not afraid to start listing everything he loves about you, and trust me when I say this, he could go on and on. He has notes. He thinks about this every day

Whenever you get too hot in your burrito blanket, you can always climb out. But now this means that all your kissable surfaces are exposed!

If all his efforts to make you smile before had failed, this is the last straw. 

He’ll start a tickle war, pulling you back in to kiss you anywhere he can reach; your cheeks, your neck, your belly. There’s nothing suggestive behind it, he just wants you to know how loved you are by him

Once you’re done, he’ll let you nuzzle back into him for some much needed sleep. He’s spending the night with you, and there really isn’t much you can do about that

Even after your evening together is over, he won’t stop checking in on you to make sure you’re okay. He’ll do cuddle sessions, movie nights, walks in the park, anything, any time, as long as he knows he’s making a difference in making you feel better, even if it’s just a little

He’ll check in to make sure you’re taking care of yourself. You best be sure you’re eating your meals and drinking plenty of water. He’ll even bring you some if you’re not up for leaving your room

Guilty of never getting enough sleep? He’ll poke his head in to see if you’re still awake, and if you are, he’ll gladly tug you into bed and hold you until you’ve slipped off to the feeling of his hands running through your hair

Get too much sleep? He’ll make sure to invite you to things he’s doing to get you out of the house, or even take you on dates with just the two of you to keep you active and occupied

I know that I’m guilty of not showering when I hit a slump, so he’ll make sure to remind you to do that (if ya need it. no shame). He’d even make sure you were changing out and washing your clothes and sheets, happy to help you if you’re not up for it

If you need help picking up your room or washing dishes and the like, he’s prepped to help you there too. Better make sure you’re changing your clothes too, now. AT LEAST HAVE DAY PAJAMAS AND NIGHT PAJAMAS I--

My depression tends to come in waves (or as I like to call them; Sad Bitch Hours™), so if that’s the case for you, he’ll help you until you feel better and a little more like yourself again 

Izuku will never leave your side no matter what because that’s just how much he loves you. He has faith in you that you are strong enough to fight the issues and the hurt and the pain plaguing you, and by all means he will support you until the worst is over

A/N: Every time I write one of these, I feel like I’m doing one of those “If You Give A Mouse A Cookie--” books, except this one is more like “If (Y/N) Has Depression--”

Again, I truly hope that this can be some help for people who are struggling. I know that I am little more than an internet hermit, literally writing this in the darkness of my bedroom at 2 AM, but if I can bring even a touch of happiness, then my purpose will be fulfilled. I believe wholeheartedly that you can get through whatever may be going on in your life. In these past few years, I've been through a lot myself, but with a determined mindset and some professional help, I can say that I am doing so much better than I was.

Remember that you can't compare your progress to others. Healing takes time and patience and love, and simply remembering to be kind to yourself is the first step to steady recovery. I want you to know that I believe in you and that you matter. You matter so so so much. Every day, you change the world. There are people who love you (if you can't think of anyone, I'm here! Izuku loves you too, along with any other F/Os you may hold). I don't want to get too into this, but just remember that my inbox and DMs are always open. I'm not going to claim to be some sort of licensed therapist or mental health prodigy, but I'm a good listener and sometimes might offer decent advice. If you ever need a friend, I will be here to talk or rant to, and it would make me happy to see if someone reached out. You're not a burden, and your feelings are real and deserve to be confronted. No matter where you are in your journey, you're valid.

Sorry if this was a bit long, but I just wanted to say that you're important and people do care about you.

I wish you well and beautiful mornings,

-Sugar

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[sery-chan-13]

Nothing Holding Me Back

Chota Segawa

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C h o t a w i t h a c o n f i d e n t d a r i n g g i r l

"Come on Chota! It would be so refreshing for you to leave Japan, come with me," you begged the man, leaning over his desk, your elbows holding you up, and you hands clasped together . "A-ah, um- (Y...Y/N), I can't. I... my mom, and uh... I'm sorry, I can't c-concentrate with you like that," he stammered, staring at your chest. You smirked. "Like what? Like this?" You asked, feigning innocence. You fluttered your eyelashes, leaning in further, teasing him. "(Y-Y/N)! Please, I-i-i-i-" he stammered. "So, will you?" You repeated, giving him the puppy dog eyes. He shakily sighed, and nodded. "Yay! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" You shouted, hugging him tightly. He blushed, and gave you a hum of acknowledgement.

"So... a whole month?" He asked as you two got on the plane. "Yep! I'm excited, are you?" You asked. "You won't tell me where we're going, so I'm worried than anything," he muttered. You kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry bubba," you apologized. "It's ok... um... can you tell me where we're going? And what happens on a plane? It's my first time going on one..." he admitted bashfully. You giggled, helping him to your seats.

"Window seat or middle seat?" You asked. "Middle. I'm not... that fond of heights," he said. You slid in, sitting by the window, snapping your seat belt into place. He did the same, and you clasped your hands together. "Ok, so we're going to South America. It's pretty much an 18 hour or more flight. Which is why I booked us first class," you explained. His eyes went wide and he stared at you in shock. "(Y/N) why did you do that?" He asked. "Because it's your first time on a plane, I'm spoiling you, I have the money to do so, so why not?" You giggled. It was true, you were the CEO of your own company, making you very well known. Your company was one of the best in Japan for what you did.

Chota didn't know why you were with him, and not some rich man. But you always wanted him. You used to go to high school together, but were disappointed when he would avoid you.  It wasn't till the last year of high school you finally approached him about it. Then, he apologized, telling you how he thought you were already with someone and he didn't want trouble.

"Now the flight attendants give the safety info, they start to take off, and we lift from the ground. Oh, here have some gum. What flavor do you want, because I have spearmint, peppermint, watermelon, and cinnamon," you explained, holding out the packets of gum. "Why do I need some?" He asked. "The altitude makes your ears plug up, and it can be painful. I've found chewing gum helps," you said with a smile. He picked a piece of cinnamon gum, and thanked you. "No problem baby~ Oh, you wanted to know the specific countries we were going to earlier right?" You asked. He nodded. "Chile, Argentina, Brazil, and Venezuela, " you said. He nodded. "Were going to Venezuela first, then Chile, then Argentina, and finally Brazil. We might get to Bolivia, Colombia, and Ecuador, I don't know. But, if I get the chance, I'm taking it. Fuck hesitation," you giggled. He shook his his head, and smiled. "Let's hope there's no turbulence!"

"There's no what now?"

Needless to say, there was turbulence.

He gripped your hand tightly as the plane bounced and jittered. "You ok baby?" You questioned softly. He shook his head, and you closed the door leading into your seats. "It's ok. You're ok. The pilot has years of training and experience. Nothing bad will happen to us, I promise," you said soothingly. He nodded his head, interlocking his fingers with your own. "Thank you (Y/N)..." he whispered.

It was nighttime and you looked out the window. You couldn't see anything, all you knew was that there was ocean beneath you. The turbulence had stopped, and Chota had calmed down a bit. "How many more hours do we have left?" He asked. "Um... about 10. Well arrive there at 8:30, so we have time to check into the hotel, and figure out what to do for the first day," you responded. You yawned and curled up in your seat, leaning your head on his shoulder. "Go to sleep. They'll wake us up," you muttered. You heard him yawn, and felt his head fall on top of yours softly.

You woke up to the sun shining in your eyes. You groaned, squinting at the golden light. Once your eyes got used to the sudden brightness, you looked outside. There was no clouds visible in the sky, and you could see the sparkling blue water below you. "Oh wow... beautiful... Chota... Chota, wake up," you whispered, shaking his shoulder. "5 more minutes..." he murmured. You peppered his face in kisses, telling him to wake up in between them. "I'm... up? I'm up... what's wrong love?" He asked groggily, rubbing his eyes. "Look outside baby," you said, pointing out your window. He unclipped his seat belt, leaning over to look out. "Wow... we're so high up," he marveled. He squinted a bit at the light coming from the sun, but other than that, he seemed to be enjoying it. You were confused on why he wasn't worrying, or panicking, but we're very proud of him.

"What if we just dropped into the ocean?"

There it was.

First thing you both did when you landed was sigh in relief. Him in relief that he didn't die, you in relief that you got away from home. "Chota, come on, we gotta go get our bags, then taxi to the hotel!"

The hotel wasn't too far away. "Don't they speak Spanish here though?" He asked. "Baby... did you forget?" You giggled. He had. But then he remembered. You knew Spanish. In fact, you knew many languages. "Right. Sorry," he apologized. "You don't have to apologize for that. Come on, let's go spend our first day the right way!"

This was not what he had in mind for the first day. He knew you were adventurous, but this might be a bit too much for him. Sure, a hike sounded nice. Until he noticed you'd taken him up to a waterfall. That overlooked the whole forest.

"Isn't this so amazing?" You questioned. "Y-yea- Watch your step," he stuttered, pulling you back into him. "Chota, it's ok. Come on," you said, leading him closer to the water. "You can actually drink this water it's so clean, did you know that?" You told him, reaching your hand out. "Eh... I wouldn't test it," he said. "No, like they've tested it. I swear!" You tried to convince him. "Yeah, ok... you do you."

It was later that night, and you were looking for things to do. "Anything in particular you want to do?" You asked him. ''Not really? I'm sure I'll enjoy whatever you pick out."

Famous last words.

The music was loud, the lights were bright, and the room was full of life. This was your kind of place. "(N/N)... if someone recognized you, couldn't it affect your business?" He said, hoping you heard him over the music. "Of course it won't! Who cares, I didn't want to inherit my mother's company anyhow! I'm grateful for it if course but I'd rather be travelling, exploring, and doing new things everyday. With you!" You shouted, swaying to the music. "Come on, let's dance!" You said, pulling his arm. He pulled back, shaking his head. ''I can't dance... I'd rather not embarrass myself... especially with so many people," he said. "Just picture everybody naked, let's go, loosen up babe!"

Your hips swayed to the beat of the music, and he watched, gulping. "Chota~ C'mon! Dance with me!" You begged, pulling him in to you. "But what.. do I do?" He asked. You giggled, placing his hands on your hips. "And we kind of... just move against each other to the beat," you instructed, showing him how to. "Isn't this kind of... dirty? Like... to do in public?" He asked. "Chota, Chota, Chota.... This is South America. This is tame. Oh, you should've been to the trip in Puerto Rico. That reminds me, I have to teach you Reggaeton and some others," you laughed, "There's nothing holding me back from taking you there."

You had always been spontaneous. Free willed. You didn't have anything that scared you. Staying in one place bored you. The thought of it gave you chills. He wouldn't mind doing everything with you. But only because it would be you that was with him. Even if you two took it a bit to far, he knew you'd be alright. You were right. Why should anything hold him back?

#alice in borderland #Chota Segawa #Chota #×reader #fluff #hes so cute😭 #a million kisses and hugs for him

[kodzumie-archived]

I tried to draw mikan for u aaaaaa she’s babie

- 🍀

⤷ Kodzumie; AAAAHH THANK YOU FOR BLESSING MY EYES WITH THIS BEAUTIFUL ART OF MIKAN AAAHHH!!! SHE LOOKS SO CUTE!!

YOU’RE SO SKILLED WAAHH I LOVE THE LINEART AND YOUR STYLE!! THIS LOOKS ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE, AAAAHH!!! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU THIS IS AMAZING!!!!

SHE LOOKS SO BEAUTIFUL IN YOUR STYLE OHMIGOSH I’M GOING TO SOB, YOU DID A PHENOMENAL JOB!! THE SHADING AND THE HAIR HIGHLIGHTS UWAAHH THIS IS AMAZING!!!

I SERIOUSLY CANNOT FATHOM HOW AWESOME THIS LOOKS!!! YOU’RE SERIOUSLY SO TALENTED, THIS IS AMAZING!! AAAA THE BLUSH IS SO ADORABLE HHHH—!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH, THIS IS INCREDIBLE!!! <33

#kodzu.submissions! #kodzu’s.loves! #🍀.anon! #submission

[420pogpills]

MY LOVE. I’m so happy you feel better about everything. You’re genuinely one of my favorite blogs on here, and I was really sad to see you so upset. Glad things are looking up!!

🥺🥺🥺 you’re going to make me cry, thank you so much beautiful i appreciate that so much more than i could possibly put into words!!! i’m smiling so much now aaaaa thankyouthankyouthankyou! ily thank you, hope your day is going amazing 💖💖💖💖💖

#ask #anon #i literally got a lil choked up #i love the community on tumblr so much #thank you so mucg #dvfgjddkmasagdsij

[bellamyblakru]

rules : check your stats on ao3 by going to your dashboard and clicking through to statistics.

tagged by the lovely @useralyssa ✨you deserve all the kudos and hits, my friend, you are so incredibly talented 🥺

tagging/saying hello 🥺(no pressure!!): @teaamfreewill @peggysousfan @simpendragons @lighthouse-on-the-sea @shut-up-merlin @igotbellarkeforthat and anyone else who wants to do this!! 💞

amount of works posted: only 11 works!! (i think i have a few drabbles on here that didn’t make it on ao3 yet too)

total word count: 70295

longest fic: im pretty sure the world is out to get me (my merlin deaged fic; 18.5k words)

shortest fic: crown the king of suffering (my first bellarke drabble; 561 words)

fic with the most kudos: the truth is finally breaking through (my recently finished bamf merlin magic reveal fic with 415 kudos WHICH IS INSANE AND I DIDNT REALIZE UNTIL RN WOAH THANK YOU EVERYONE assdgdhdjsk)

fic with the most bookmarks: im pretty sure the world is out to get me (with 101 bookmarks)

fic with the most comment threads: im pretty sure the world is out to get me (with 37 threads)

total amount of kudos: 2048🥺🥺

total amount of bookmarks: 394

total amount of comment threads: 117

fandoms written for: merlin and the 100!

fests you’ve written for: none yet 👀👀 @merthurweek2020 👀👀

pairings written for: ✨merthur and bellarke✨

favorite fic you’ve written this year: AHH okay so probably the truth is finally breaking through because i had so much fun writing it🥺 or that tangled au merthur fic i wrote bc that was also really fun to write

goals for next year: write more!!! and maybe finish up those open bellarke fics that are staring at me, but i need the motivation that was forcibly taken away from me after the incident ™️ so who knows? definitely more merthur in my future though🥺

btw looking at all of this made me so soft. i appreciate every single person who has taken time out of their busy days to read one of my silly works, it’s really getting to me😭thank you all for being so lovely and supportive and beautiful. thankyouthankyouthankyou

#tag games #thank you for the tag 🥺✨ #bellarke #merthur #ao3 #merthur fanfiction #bellarke fanfiction #ashley rambles #and lol #ashley writes

[vigilantesanonymous]

clean - klaus hargreeves

Diego is your best friend, and he asks you for your help, the one and only favor he’s ever asked of you. The catch? It involves helping his addict brother get clean.

Warnings: addiction, alcohol, mentions of an abusive relationship

Word count: 4900

***

A favor. That’s all that Diego mentioned in his text about why I oh so urgently needed to meet up with him. That’s Diego though, curt, short, and to the point. Elaboration was not his strong suit, never had been. 

“You need to get a real place to live, Diego,” I say, looking around the cramped room that reeks of sweaty dudes and menthol muscle cream. “I mean who are you, Rocky Balboa?”

“Hey, I’m doin’ just fine. Mind your own business,” he snarks, obviously butthurt that I don’t revel in the aesthetic of living in a gym as much as he does. “I asked you here to see if you could do a favor for me,” he says, his tone suddenly shifting to serious. “It’s about my brother.”

Diego Hargreeves, in my years of knowing him, has never talked about his family. I know they exist, from all the splashes in old newspapers about the Umbrella Academy. But he would be damned before actually speaking about any of them. Any time that I tried to tease out some information about the strange family that Diego was apart of, he clammed up, changing the subject to literally anything else. So the fact that he wanted to ask me a favor involving his brother had me start to wonder if Diego had been replaced by a clone, a carbon copy of the man who had erased his family from his life. 

“Which one?” I ask, slightly confused. “One, four, five, or six?”

“Klaus,” he responds. “I um, I really need your help with him.” Diego rubs at his forehead, his go-to body language for when he’s stressed. “This isn’t easy for me to ask you this, but you’re my closest friend and the only person that I really would trust with him. My brother Klaus is a drug addict, and he got caught, again, buying pills off of some loser. I’ve tried talking to him, talked about getting clean and sober, I know a few of our other siblings have talked to him, but nothing sticks. He just won’t listen to us,” Diego says through gritted teeth. “He’s in jail right now, and I’ve been talking to the ADA to see if they’ll let him out easy if he gets clean. But they’re being really strict about it, and they won’t let him out unless someone really helps him get clean. They’re going to make him get checked weekly, make sure nothing new is in his system. It’s going to be rough.”

“So where do I fit into all of this?”

“That’s what I’m getting to.” Diego has never been one to ask for favors, especially not one this grave, and I can tell it’s painful for him to get the words out. “You’re one of the most kind, patient, loyal people I know. If anyone can help Klaus kick this, it’s you. So, I’m asking you if you’ll help my brother get sober.” 

“Diego Hargreeves,” I sigh heavily. I didn’t know on my walk over here that I would be enlisted to become a one woman sobriety clinic, but I owe Diego my life. So anything that he asks of me, I’ll do it.

“I know it’s a lot that I’m asking of you,” he starts, but I cut him off with a shake of my head.

“You know I can’t say no to you, you bastard,” I chuckle softly. “I’ll help your brother. I can’t say that I’m going to succeed, seeing as he sounds like he’s a real pain in the ass, but I’ll help you.”

Diego reaches out and smothers me in one of his rare hugs. “Thankyouthankyouthankyou,” he breathes, giving me a final squeeze. “You don’t know how much this means to me.”

“Don’t thank me just yet,” I note. “Let’s get your brother out of jail first.”

~~~

Klaus has himself flung dramatically over the bench in the cell, his skinny arms flung to either side of him. Well- it must be Klaus because he’s the only one in the cell. I notice that he has a few tattoos, and more than his fair share of puncture holes around the inside of his elbow. His outfit it… Excentric. A crop top and pants so tight they might as well be painted on him. 

“Get up, asshole,” Diego barks.

Klaus looks over lazily, his energy shifting as he sees his brother. He bolts upright, a grin lighting up his features. “You’ve come to rescue me!” He cries as soon as his eyes fall onto Diego. He then turns to me, his expression becoming more coy. “Well Diego, I didn’t know you were going to bring your side piece. I would have cleaned myself up more for a proper introduction.”

Diego and I both look at each other, disgusted. “There’s no way-” “We’re not fucking-” We say at the same time, which only amuses Klaus more.

“Why’s she here then?”

“She’s going to get you sober,” Diego says with a devilish smirk. 

“Ah, so she’ll be my keeper then,” Klaus grins. 

Diego rolls his eyes. “Look, she’s a good friend of mine, so if you try to pull any bullshit with her-”

“You’ll skin me alive or something like that. Whatever, Knife-Boy.” Klaus dismisses Diego with a wave of his hand. 

“Promise me.”

Klaus raises his right hand, cocking his hip to the side. “I promise, okay? Scouts honor. I will be a delightful little cherub and do nothing except focus on becoming squeaky clean and sober.”

“Good. You better.” Diego gives Klaus a knowing glance before turning back to me. “Okay, he’s in your custody. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Will do,” I agree, swinging my keys around on my finger. “Alrighty Klaus, let’s get going.”

Klaus and I walk out into the crisp autumn air towards my car in the jail’s dinky parking lot. Despite the weather, Klaus was arrested in a crop top and sinfully tight black leather lace up pants. He shoves his hands in his pockets, goosebumps littering his arms. He shivers slightly. “If it gets any more cold out here, my nips might show.”

I laugh and shake my head at him, unlocking the door to my car. “That’s inappropriate. I’ll have to get you a change of clothes; I run a modest household,” I tease. 

“Oh wonderful, I can’t wait for our stay together to begin, then,” Klaus says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I’m surprised that my brother hasn’t tried to steal this car from you,” he notes as he swings himself into the passenger seat. “I don’t know a whole lot about cars, but this looks a hell of a lot better than that shitty vintage beater he’s got.”

“I know,” I reply. I drive a white ‘72 Ford Mustang, and on more than one occasion Diego has commented on how pretty my car is. I stick the key in the ignition, the roar of the engine a sound that never ceases to comfort me. 

“So what’s the plan?” Klaus asks me. He starts toying with the knobs for the radio, switching from one station to the next. “Find a sleazy hotel, snort some coke, have wild sex?” His eyes glitter with mischief as he says this.

“Yeah, don’t you wish,” I retort. 

Klaus huffs, folding his arms and slouching down in the passenger seat to pout. “Well you’re no fun,” he sighs. “Can we at least get some cigarettes and take out for dinner?”

“Why don’t we establish some ground rules instead?” I suggest, laughing as he groans loudly from his spot in the passenger seat. 

~~~

Something I learned very quickly was how feisty Diego’s brother is. Klaus did not take to sobriety well, and made it very clear and is very vocal that he was not going to get clean without a fight. Within the first day, he had cleared through all the liquor I had stored under my bathroom sink (for when I was having a rough day myself). He was suspiciously quiet for how talkative he had been in the car, which made me nervous. And low and behold, when I went into his room to check on him, he was laying on the floor, giggling to himself and reeking of whiskey. I dragged him to the bathroom and forced him to puke (“Kinky,” he slurs as I hold his head up by the hair. “You know, you’re sexy when you take charge like this. Maybe pull my hair a little harder,” he jeers, clearly enjoying making me flustered by flirting with me. “You having fun? This won’t be so funny in a second, smartass,” I snap. Klaus thought it was a great joke until I shoved my fingers down his throat and he starts purging himself of all my booze). 

That was the other thing: the relentless flirting. Whether he was sassy, or he wanted something, or wanted to throw me off guard, or even when he was in one of his sweeter moods, Klaus would always make some kind of remark that never failed to make me blush. After a few days, I should have grown accustomed to it, expected if from him even. But I didn’t, and every time he would say how hot it was that I was taking charge and keeping him from downing as many pills as possible to get high, or when he was shaking and barely coherent and suggesting a sexual exchange in order to get his fix, I would find myself red in the face. I tried to shake it off and chalk it up to him just buttering me up so that he could get what he wanted, but it didn’t always seem that way. Sometimes I would catch him staring at me for a beat too long, his usually mischievous look replaced with something softer. I didn’t really know what to make of it. 

“Ah, there she is!” Klaus cries as I walk in the door. He pops up from the couch a little too quickly for my liking for his current state. He’s so close to being done with the ugly stage of withdrawal- the shaking, sweating, screaming in your sleep and calling me a bitch because I wouldn’t get him something to get high with- stage. It’s made him a little worse for wear; he’s shaky and lightheaded because of the lack of drugs in his body. Only a day or two more and it should be out of his system completely. “My little angel! Did you get any snacks for our movie night?”

I feel my face heat up as I root through the convenience store bag for his cigarettes. “Yeah, and I got you a present too.” I hold them out to him, Klaus eagerly snatching them up like a child on Christmas Day. 

“Oh, bless you and your beautiful face,” he says gratefully. 

“They’re for us to share,” I say as I dump out the contents of the bag onto the counter. Smoking is the only vice that Klaus and I share. Klaus makes fun of me for it, saying that I smoke for the aesthetic of it, whereas he smokes because he’s an addict. I actually picked up smoking to temper my anxiety- the ritual of taking a drag, forcing myself to breathe slowly and surely helps calm me down a lot. 

Klaus leans against the counter, lighting up a cig. He takes a deep drag, letting the smoke tumble from his lips. I stand mesmerized as I watch it tangle through the curls in his hair to the ceiling. The slight tremble from his hands stills as he absorbs the nicotine, and I see as the tension starts to ooze out of him. He takes a few more drags before offering it to me. 

“I really can’t thank you enough,” he says as I take a puff of my own. “That nicotine really hit the spot.” He shuffles over to me and gives me a quick peck on the cheek, his facial hair tickling my face as he does. “A token of my appreciation.”

I giggle, playfully blowing smoke at him. “I’m glad I could make your day, Klaus.”

“Well, there’s always something you could do to make my day,” he grins, giving a suggestive waggle of his eyebrows. He hoists himself onto the counter, feet dangling. He positions himself over me so he can see what else I grabbed for us. Giggling softly to himself, he leans back lazily as he watches me put things away in the kitchen. “Yeah, I’m pretty easy to keep happy. Smokes, yummy food, and someone to love me.”

Before I could respond, my phone started ringing. Diego, probably prompting me for another update on Klaus’ sobriety. I mentally scream, annoyed that I can’t seem to ever get to the bottom of Klaus’s flirting. Reluctantly, I walk down the hall to answer the phone, wishing the whole time I just would get the courage to deny the call and see what Klause really means. 

*

“Star China is absolute trash,” Klaus says, shaking his head. “I refuse to eat it. We should get takeout from that place that’s called Little Hong Kong or something. Their egg rolls?” He kisses his fingers, blowing it towards me. “Absolute perfection.”

I can never beat Klaus with his antics. They definitely have added to my experience of living with him. He always finds a way to overembelish an interaction, which keeps me on my toes. “Fine, we’ll get your fucking takeout place,” I say with a laugh. “But I want noodles.”

“Wait! I want noodles!” Klaus whines. “Can I have some too?” 

Klaus and I take a few minutes to negotiate what to order, Klaus perched over my shoulder as he reads the menu. His breath tickles my neck, causing my heart to start beating out of control. 

I pay for delivery, Klaus hopping up and down behind me as I gather all the food from our driver and shut the door with my hip. “Thank God,” Klaus moans. “I’m starving. I mean, I could practically wither away with how hungry I am.”

“Oh, shut up,” I laugh. “I feed you. It isn’t my fault that you choose not to eat vegetables.”

He snatches one of the boxes of takeout from me, grabbing a fork and heading for the couch. 

“Hey! Where are you going?”

“I like to be comfy when I eat!” Klaus calls back, already shoveling food into his mouth.

I roll my eyes. He’s always distracted by something, whether it’s Ben talking to him or the TV, which causes him to get crumbs everywhere. But he’s already rooted himself to the corner of the couch, his feet tucked underneath of him as he devours his chicken lo mein. 

“Okay,” I agree, setting the other food down on the coffee table. “But if I find any crumbs someone is picking them all up, and it’s not going to be me.”

“Ben?” Klaus asks, pointing to the chair across from him.

“That’s kind of rude to pin the chores on your dead brother,” I retort. 

“Don’t back him up!” Klaus cries, which only makes me laugh more. I decide to sit down next to him, making it easier for us to share food. Well, that, and I will take any excuse to be close to Klaus. “I was planning on sharing some of this, but now I’m not going to,” he huffs defiantly.

“Oh, come on Klaus. Please?” I lean against him, hoping that batting my lashes will win him over. 

Klaus stops for a second, taking me in. He looks me over and grins, jumping back into his character. “Oh, fine. I can’t say no to a girl as pretty as you.” He twirls some noodles around on his fork, holding it up to feed me some. 

I take the food from him, positioning myself so I’m leaning against him slightly. Klaus moves some of the cushions so that I’m leaning more on him than I am on them. He takes advantage of the way we’re sitting to steal a piece of shrimp from me, his eyes twinkling with delight as I turn to look at him, but I don’t call him out for it. 

“Y’know, out of all of my siblings, I could argue that Diego is the least conversational,” Klaus notes as we sit nestled together on the couch. “So how on earth did a nice girl like you become friends with such a hard ass like him?”

I pick at my noodles, moving them by pushing them into a pile and then placing one on top of the other. “It’s kind of a long story,” I say, not really answering the question. I don’t really want to talk about how Diego and I became so close. Diego’s one of the most important people I know, and I owe him my life, but reminiscing on the finer details of how we developed our bond wasn’t something I wanted to focus on.

Klaus shrugs. “Well, I’ve got time. I’m all ears. I mean, I really couldn't leave if I wanted to. Not that I do, of course.” He shifts closer to me, his bright green eyes locking earnestly with mine. I can’t bring myself to turn him down. He’s looking at me supportively, almost like he knows that there’s something sensitive tied to my friendship with Diego. “I was working at a bar he would go to a lot between calls, or if he just wanted some time off from being a self-proclaimed super hero,” I start slowly. “And I was dating this guy at the time. And he and I move in together, because I’m young and naive and I think that even though there’s a million red flags, that moving in together is going to solve all of our problems. But he starts getting rough with me- real rough. So one night we’re fighting, like top of our lungs screaming at each other, and I just get this feeling like…” I stop to rub at my temples. Thinking back to that night brings back so many memories I prefer to keep buried. “I felt like that was it. He was going to kill me. I don’t really remember how I got away from him, but I locked myself in the bathroom and called Diego, just saying that I needed to get out of there and someone to be with me. I knew the police took too long, and I was scared out of my mind. I went back out of the bathroom, and he was choking me, saying that I would leave over his dead body. And then, in a moment of pure poetic irony, I see a knife sink into his jugular.” I chuckle darkly. 

My mind flashes back to that night, the images reeling like a silent film. I remember how dark it was in the apartment, what little light illuminated his face was starting to blur around the edges as I lost more and more oxygen. And the thick thunk sound as Diego’s knife sunk into his neck. The way he stumbled back, grasping at it like that was going to do anything. Me sinking to the cold, hard floor, coughing and trying to catch my breath. My head pounding, my vision coming back, the feeling flooding into my extremities. And Diego, silently slinking forward out of the shadows as my boyfriend bled out on the floor, his eyes hidden beneath his Academy mask. 

“Good old knife boy,” Klaus chuckles darkly. “I’m sorry though,” he says seriously. “You don’t deserve that. I mean nobody does, but especially not you.”

“It’s okay,” I say, but we both know it’s not. 

Klaus silently pulls me into a hug, resting his chin on my head. I feel small but safe in his embrace. “So how come you guys never got together?” I appreciate his attempt to change the subject, even though it’s one that still makes me feel a little awkward. He tries to sound blase about it, but I feel like there is a twinge of something else to his tone. “Diego is one of my best friends, and I’m forever grateful to him, don’t get me wrong…” I taper off. “I just… I know that he could never see me as anything but the way I was that night. When he saved me. And in some ways, I appreciate how protective and respectful he is to me. But if I’m with someone, I want them to see more to me than just that. I know he couldn’t ever do that with me.”

Klaus hums in agreement. “I can see that. Diego is a good guy, but he definitely takes the vigilante hero role to a whole new level. I think that’s what ruined his relationship with the cop lady-”

“Patch?”

“Yeah! That one.”

“Yeah,” I agree. 

I can tell Klaus is looking at me out of the corner of my eye, but I don’t care right now. I feel weirdly distant all of a sudden, like I need some air and space or something. “I think I’m going to go to bed,” I say, almost mechanically. 

“Okay.” Klaus gives my hand a little squeeze. “Sweet dreams.”

“Thanks,” I whisper, but I’m sure he doesn’t hear it. 

Thinking about my ex always puts me in a bad place. That’s why I try to avoid it as much as possible. And that’s why I always keep alcohol around. Is it healthy? No. But I’ll be damned if I have to stay up all night with these thoughts and not get any sleep because of him. One thing I got at the convenience store that I didn’t tell Klaus about was the liter of my friend The Captain, Captain Morgan to be exact. I start throwing back shot after shot, making a face as I do, the sting of the alcohol making my mind melt slowly. But after a few, things start to loosen up, relax. And I feel like I can finally sleep because my thoughts are so spaced out, floating loosely in my brain.  

I feel myself bolt upright in my sleep before I fully realize that I’m awake. In my drunken stupor, I realize it’s Klaus screaming in his sleep that’s woken me up. Again. Poor thing, I think to myself. Maybe he needs someone with him right now. I throw my legs over the side of the bed and walk down the hall to his room.

He doesn't hear me come in at all. “Klaus,” I whisper. He stays asleep, his face screwed up with fear.

“No… No…” he murmurs. “Please Dave, stay with me.” 

“Klaus,” I say again, firmer this time. I give him a little shake, to which he gasps as he wakes up, his fingers digging into my forearms. 

“Holy shit,” he breathes. “Fuck, am I glad you’re here.” He whispers it like a prayer. Any of the usual giddiness and antics is gone from Klaus’ usually bright eyes. Instead, he looks scared and exhausted, the kind that builds up from years of torment and pushing down emotions. He releases me from his grip, falling back on the bed with a faint thud. 

“Move over,” I instruct. Obediently, Klaus scoots over so I can fall into bed beside him. 

For once in his life, Klaus is doesn’t have anything to say. I hear him panting, still recovering from his nightmare as I scoot around until I get comfortable. I look up at him to see him staring back down at me. 

“What’s wrong Klaus?”

He looks down, his long lashes tickling the tops of his cheeks. “It was just… A really bad nightmare, that’s all.”

“You wanna talk about it?”

He shakes his head. “Not really.”

I hold my arms out to him, silently offering to hold him. Klaus accepts, shimmying himself into my embrace. His skin is cold and clammy from sweat and fear. I put my hand on his chest and can feel his heart thumping hard and quick, the way it does when you’re terrified. I feel him trying to relax in my embrace. 

“You smell like booze,” he says softly. I sigh, glad I can’t see his face. Whether it’s a smug smirk of perfect me being not so perfect, or a scowl of disappointment, that was honestly the last thing I needed to see right now. 

I let out a weary sigh before responding. “Well, you’re not the only one who’s been having a rough night.”

“I’m not judging,” he says quickly, almost nervously. “Trust me, I’m the last person who would.” He flips around to face me, snaking an arm around my waist. “If you tell me about yours I’ll tell you about mine,” he offers earnestly. 

“Maybe in the morning,” I suggest. The alcohol is coming back to haunt me, and my brief moment of coherence is wearing off now that I don’t have to attend to the screaming man. I feel tired, and I’m comfortable in bed tucked next to the man that I’ve grown to love. Love. Loving Klaus is a scary thought, but I don’t want to over analyze it in the state I’m in. That could be saved for later. “I promise we can in the morning if you still want to. I’m just, I’m really tired Klaus,” I admit. 

Klaus nods, silently agreeing with me. “Okay,” he says softly. “I’m tired too.” Hesitantly, he nuzzles himself into my embrace, placing his face in the crook of my neck and wrapping his long skinny arms around me. 

~~~

Most mornings, I wake up headache free. This is not one of those mornings. I peel my eyes open, not understanding why I’m not in my own room and why the fuck is Klaus here?!

“I tried not to move around so I wouldn’t wake you up,” Klaus admits as he watches me grasp at my throbbing temples. He must have been watching me for a while, which I find oddly sweet instead of strange.  “How are you doing, sport?” He’s sat up slightly, looking down at me with tender eyes. His dark hair is fluffy and sticking up slightly on one side from sleeping. Klaus is warm too, and I reflexively scoot towards him, he silently shifts to accomodate me. 

“Not well,” I answer gruffly. Then I start to put the pieces together. Drunk me really stumbled all the way to Klaus and slept with him? God, I need to never do that ever again. 

“Someone’s a little cranky,” he teases. “I can’t believe you didn’t share though!”

“Klaus!” I snap. His face falls, immediately sorry. 

“I shouldn’t have asked you all that stuff last night, huh?” He asks softly. “I’m sorry I brought it up. His ghost just keeps following you around though, and he was being so annoying with the accusing and bitching and-”

I sit up so fast that I feel woozy. “Did you just say that my ex-boyfriend’s ghost is following me around?”

“Um, yeah?” He says it so plainly, like it’s common knowledge. “Did- Did Diego seriously not tell you about our powers? They’re kinda like the whole reason that I’m fucked up literally all the time. Both literally and metaphorically.”

“No Klaus, he didn’t mention the powers or the seeing dead people thing,” I sigh. 

“I’m really sorry,” Klaus says softly.

“What? What are you sorry for?”

“I just- I’m sorry that Diego dumped me on you, and that you’re trying to take care of me, and that your ex-boyfriend is a piece of trash,” he says a little bit louder to an empty space in the room. “I know I can be a lot. But no one has ever been this kind to me- well, scratch that. No one has been this kind to me since Dave.” He rakes his fingers through his hair, trying to find the words to tell me what the hell he means. “What I’m trying to say is- You’re a really amazing person. You didn’t have to help me with all of this, getting clean, you didn’t have to come to see if I’m okay when I’m having nightmares.” He slips my hands into his, rubbing his thumbs soothingly over the back of my hands. “I like you a lot. Like, really like you a lot. I’ve been really scared of being vulnerable with someone after Dave but, you make me feel not so scared.”

“So all the flirting was real?” I ask. I feel slow, my brain processing what I’m hearing a few beats too late. 

“Of course it was. You’re fucking hot!” He cries, both of us giggling. “Um,” he swallows, flinging back to seriousness. “If you would want to like, be an item, or date, or something… That would be cool.”

I giggle, sliding a hand up to cup his face. He flicks his gaze up to meet mine, his green eyes melting into mine. I lean in and press my lips to his firmly, Klaus immediately melting into the kiss. He makes a little squeak of excitement as I pull him closer to me, grinning ear to ear when I pull away.

“How’s that for an answer?” I smirk.

“I don’t know, I think I’ll have to check again,” Klaus says before pulling me in for another kiss.

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