#anyways al if you see this hahaha love you!

[sweater-weather-dyke]

and this is for the younger sisters who have been relating to the oldest sibling posts their whole lives. the younger sisters who grew up too fast so they could be like their siblings. the younger sisters who feel simultaneously abandoned by their siblings and glad that they’re gone. the younger sisters who tried everything to be accepted. the younger sisters who wanted to be friends and got an enemy instead. the younger sisters whose issues didn’t matter because the oldest had that mental illness first. the younger sisters who excelled too, who were also gifted, but by then gifted was the expectation. the younger sisters whose siblings come home and expect them to be the same nine year old girl they were two, three, seven years ago. the younger sister who needs to be exceptional because everyone else was. because it’s normal, now. because if they’re not exceptional then they’re just a failed copy of their sibling. the younger sisters who’s siblings try to make friends with them now that they’re older even though it is far, far too late for that. whose siblings preach about their oldest problems, whose siblings pretend like they’re the only one affected by it. the girls whose teachers all knew them before they got into their class, whose teachers told them their siblings complained about them when their siblings had this class. the sisters who are not just the baby of the family, the sisters who are also the therapist. the younger sisters who hear all the sides of an argument before it ever erupts. the younger sisters whose problems never mattered because their sibling was ahead of them. because when they were in fourth grade and struggling with friends the oldest was in seventh grade and struggling in a ‘real’ class. because when they were in seventh grade and failed a test for the first time, their sibling was in high school and might not graduate. the younger sisters who can’t be queer because their sibling already coined that. the girls who hate their siblings, who cannot stand them, and who can’t help but look up to them anyways.

#long post?? #yeah #idk guys idk #younger sister #younger sibling #siblings #this might be really me specific #it's fine i'm the only important audience anyways #this is specifically about being the youngest of three and having trauma from the oldest #anyways al if you see this hahaha love you! #if you're mad about this just be glad i didn't put the suicide scare in here #i'm just going to post this before i regret it

[megistusdiary]

MMMMM idk if you write for al haitham— if you don’t ignore this request idm 🙏

anyways if you do write for him,, what about al haitham x fem!reader where someone breaks reader’s heart (kaveh perhaps for the drama) al haitham and reader are best friends and they’ve both had tension between them forever so he offers a little help ☝️ all consensual obviously we love consent here

yes ik this is like my one kaeya ask but i love this trope sm 😭😭

-🔮

oh, i absolutely will write for alhaitham hahaha. he is literally so mf fine idc idc 😇🙏

on my knees for him he is so 🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️ checks all my boxes

anyways yes, yes, imagine this happening back during his akademiya days oo

but this shit straight up 90% unsexy plot sorry. just wrote this all in one sitting, shawties

warnings: dom!alhaitham and sub!fem anatomy/pronouns reader

friends to lovers, fingering/penetration (sub!receiving), ex kaveh (mentions of cheating sorta), confessions, kissing

you sat beside alhaitham at the library, clicking the top of your pen repeatedly until alhaitham exhaled sharply.

"sorry." you mumbled, setting the pen down as you read over your assignment again.

when your professor announced who the partners for this project would be, it seemed half the class was jealous while half pitied you for being partnered with alhaitham.

you felt like the archons had personally blessed you, however, finally being partnered with the man you considered your best friend.

some might argue it was impossible for alhaitham to ever have a 'best friend. the friendship bracelet matching the one on your wrist that he kept in his pocket begged to differ.

you glanced over at alhaitham, watching him flip through textbooks, letting his eyes barely even graze over the words before turning the pages.

"are you actually trying to learn anything, or just say you looked at the pages as you flipped them?"

"ha ha." alhaitham droned, tone devoid of emotion as he closed the book. "i don't see you making much progress."

"that's because i'm taking the time to actually absorb what i'm reading."

"hmph." alhaitham turned away, sifting through his pile of parchment notes. "we should finish this today. i do not want-"

"woah, woah, hold on." you stopped him, waving your hand in the air. "today? the semester ends next month." you protested. "i actually have other things to do today, you know."

"so do i. it just seems one of us is more efficient than the other." alhaitham scoffed as you rolled your eyes.

"yeah, yeah." you frowned, letting your head flop onto your hand.

"what other things are you doing today, anyways?"

"what? oh, i mean. i'm supposed to go on a date. today." your face felt warm as alhaitham cocked his head, intrigued yet slightly annoyed.

"oh. right. with kaveh."

"he told you about it?"

"i don't know why you're shocked. we live together."

"fair enough. but, yes, that's my very important thing."

"what about the others?"

"huh?" your eyes flitted down to watch alhaitham write down notes about the book he was reading, print perfectly straight and legible.

"you said important things. plural."

"oh." you paused, watching his fingers stop moving as he set his pen down. "i guess more studying as per usual."

"where's kaveh taking you?"

your eyes narrowed as he glanced over at you. "why the sudden interest in my love life?" your heart skipped a beat when alhaitham's eyes met yours.

"fine, no more questions. let's get back to business." alhaitham quickly turned back to his book, leaving you with a heated face and mixed emotions.

truth be told, you did like kaveh, but you also had liked alhaitham for years. no matter how many hints you dropped, though, alhaitham always seemed to dodge them.

and maybe that was the hint meant for you to stop pursuing him.

you had met kaveh earlier in the year. alhaitham never had guests over, so you always spent time at your place. you only ever got to speak to kaveh due to discovering you studied in the same place between classes. one crowded morning, you found yourself sitting together due to a lack of space. and the rest was history.

alhaitham never failed to make your heart flutter with anything he did. despite his witty remarks and snappy comments, he was a gentleman at heart. he always brought you an extra jacket if it was cold, prepared snacks for you, brought you more parchment before you could run out. he was always attentive, even without trying to be.

kaveh was much more easy-going, dropping flirty remarks in all of your conversations. he was very direct about his interest in you, though you were blissfully unaware of his habits to flirt with many people at once.

the rest of the study session carried on in silence, leaving you to finish writing your notes sloppily, hand cramping and exhausted as you slammed your pen down. "okay, i'm tapping out. it's getting late, and i need to go get changed." you told him as he hummed.

"how far did you get?"

"i'm done with page 8." you frowned, turning towards him slowly. "don't even think about making a 'i'm on page 15' comment."

alhaitham's lips quirked up in a faint, yet rare smile that made you smile back shyly. "i'll see you tomorrow."

"i hope your...dinner is pleasant." was all he said, turning back to finish writing his notes as you sighed.

"promise me you're not going to stay here all night. go home and get some rest. you work too hard sometimes, you make me all worried."

alhaitham scoffed, shaking his head. "it's not that i choose not to sleep."

your eyebrows arched at his remark, though he made no further comment, prompting you to collect your things and rush home to change for your date.

you couldn't help but admit you were excited. you had the perfect outfit planned, twirling in front of the mirror to admire it from all angles. and you were ready just in time, hearing three knocks on your door as you announced you were coming to get the door.

"kaveh!" you smiled, gesturing for him to come in.

"ready to go?" kaveh asked, adjusting his hair in the mirror as you grabbed your bag and shoes.

"yeah! sorry i'm running late." you apologized, slipping your shoes on and locking the door behind the two of you. "alhaitham and i are partners for this project, and he wanted to do a bunch today, and i think i can't read anymore."

kaveh laughed, eyes full of mirth. "sounds just like him. typical."

"so, where are we going?"

"you'll see." he smiled down at you, leading the way to a small cafe down the street. "found this place when alhaitham took my key and i couldn't get in to our house." kaveh laughed, opening the door for you.

once the two of you were seated, a waiter approached you rather quickly, greeting kaveh like a close friend. "the usual?" he asked as kaveh nodded. he scribbled something down on his notepad before turning to you.

your eyes widened, trying to take in the menu all at once before kaveh offered to order for you. "trust me, everything's good here, but i'll order the best. you'll love it."

while waiting for the orders, you noticed a few girls passing by on the street, some older couples, and even some stray kitties.

you did not expect someone to stand over your table and eagerly greet kaveh.

"hi, kaveh!"

you jumped, turning to see a girl your age at the table, smiling down at him as he sent her a smirk. "hey, long time no see."

"yeah, it has been pretty long, huh? funny seeing you here."

your eyes flitted in between them, brows furrowed as you took in their conversation. why hadn't she asked about you?

"um, excuse me-"

"can i help you?" she asked, cocking a brow as you frowned.

"we're in the middle of a date...right now..."

she rolled her eyes, shrugging. "okay? kaveh and i went on one like last week."

"what?" you turned towards kaveh who simply nodded. "kaveh, i thought you said we were dating."

"we are." he confirmed. "what's the issue?"

"i thought that meant it was just, i don't know, us..." your frown deepened as the girl held back a giggle.

"don't be ridiculous. just because you're dating someone doesn't mean you own them." she leaned towards you.

"i never thought i owned him- what is your problem?

"hey, maybe you guys should-"

"oh come on, kaveh, what did you tell her? so what, he goes on dates with lots of people. big deal."

"that's fine! i just...i thought we were different. i thought it was special." your eyes started to water and you panicked, begging yourself not to cry in the cafe.

"i didn't realize it was that big of a deal." kaveh awkwardly added, scratching the back of his neck. "most of the time it's just singular dates anyways and-"

you suddenly stood up, brushing the hair away from your face. "i'm going home." you announced, barely controlling your sniffles as kaveh raced to stand up. "don't. you should've just been upfront with me. because...because if i knew it wasn't serious to you from the start, i would've just told you no."

you pulled your coat on, storming off with kaveh hot on your heels. "hey, hey wait up! look i didn't mean to make you cry. i'm sorry-"

"sorry isn't cutting it right now, kaveh. i just- i need space, okay? i didn't realize it was just...dating around to you. i'm not looking to fool around. i thought we were serious."

"we are! but you know how hard commitment is for me, and i really am trying here."

you took a deep breath, finally feeling tears streak down your cheeks. "thank you for trying, okay, but if it's really all that hard for you, then we shouldn't force it."

"what, so it's just done? like that?"

you pinched the bridge of your nose, shaking your head. "yeah. just- just go drink your coffee and talk to that other girl. i can't do this right now."

kaveh watched, finally not following as you walked home, wiping the tears from your cheeks as you sat on a bench in the park, taking a break to wipe your face with your sleeve.

you considered going to alhaitham for comfort, though you figured he'd be the worst person to ask since he lives with kaveh. how were you even going to face him? it all made your head hurt as you sniffled, wiping snot into your sleeves as you took a deep breath.

you could only hope he was still at the library (against your advice) and not at his house. you shielded your face when you walked in, desperately looking for his table. though it seemed he somehow spotted you before you saw him.

he approached you, guiding you towards his table and sitting you down across from him. "what did he do?"

"nothing. it was my own stupid fault for thinking i was the only one."

alhaitham's usual stony facade softened as he leaned over to wipe your tears, smoothing a thumb down your cheek. "kaveh's always been like that. i'm sorry for my roommates stupidity."

"i just...i broke up with him and i left him. what do i do now?" you asked, confused and hurt as alhaitham sighed, leaning back to collect his things in his bag. "what are you doing?"

"i'm taking you home. people are starting to look over here instead of minding their own business. come on." alhaitham gestured for you to stand, holding his arm out for you to take as your lips parted. "are you coming or not?"

you quickly held onto him, cheeks heating up as alhaitham carried your bag for you along with his own bag filled with books. "i can carry my own stuff, you know."

"i can handle it, don't worry about me."

"i always worry about you." you admitted as alhaitham pretended not to hear it, leaving you to frown at your feet. the second you got to your door, alhaitham fished the key out from your purse, opening the door and closing it skillfully with his foot. he set both of your things down, perusing your kitchen for your kettle and something he could make you to eat.

your heart hammered in your chest as you sharply inhaled. "why is it that whenever i try to tell you i like you, you act like i didn't say anything?" you forced out, watching alhaitham freeze in place.

"what are you talking about?"

"i...years. i tried for years. i finally gave up, and when i tried to date someone, i couldn't even do that. we broke up after a month. i couldn't even consider reconciliation because..."

"because?"

"you're such a dick! because i like you, asshole." you snapped, tears springing to your eyes again as alhaitham crossed the room to stand near you. "i- you...you always just act like nothing happened. it fucking hurts-"

he suddenly gripped your chin, moving closer as he pulled you to meet his gaze. "do you really take my fear as a sign of rejection?"

"uh..yeah?"

alhaitham frowned, dragging his thumb over the apple of your cheek. "for that, i humbly apologize then."

"what are you afraid of anyways?"

"you know how much of a perfectionist i can be." he sighed.

"of course."

"i want to be the best for you."

"but you are good already, and-"

"'good' isn't enough. i don't want to be a subpar filler partner. and i certainly don't wish to be 'the one who could have done more.'"

"i don't understand." you told him, exasperated as he leaned towards you, shifting his thumb to trace your jawline.

"i want to be perfect for you. the only person who sees when i stumble and treats me as a human. not as some machine who can never possibly fail, or as a top student with drive only to knock everyone down."

you were shocked, lips parting in surprise as you listened to his sudden confession.

"i wanted to tell you this whole time." you admitted. "i was scared of rejection. i think...i think i only dated kaveh because i thought you didn't care about me. i thought i had no chance with you."

"your thoughts mirror mine then. i thought i wasn't the man you deserved."

"just...shut up and kiss me already." you blurted, neck and ears heating up as alhaitham turned light pink, leaning in and pressing your lips together nonetheless.

you sighed into the kiss as he tenderly cupped your face, feeling your smile against his lips. when he broke away, he pressed his forehead to yours. "i didn't know you were so demanding."

"only because you made me wait for years."

alhaitham kissed you again, stealing your breath when he swiped his tongue along the seam of your lips, prompting you to open them for him. you let out a soft moan into the kiss, thighs pressing together as alhaitham groaned.

"i think we should stop here."

"what?" you blinked up at him with confusion. "why?"

"you're getting over kaveh. it's understandable, and a common human trait to-"

"i don't think you understand what i said, alhaitham." you reached up to grip his face, hands tangled into his fluffy hair. "i liked you since we were kids. long before i knew kaveh existed. i liked you all year. i liked you when we ate lunch, when we studied at the library, when we argued over exam scores...if anything i guess i'm guilty of using kaveh to get over you."

"kaveh isn't an innocent party either. he uses people as stress relief from his problems."

"well, you caused me a lot of stress you know." you laughed, shaking your head.

"you're guilty for doing the same to me."

"well, lock me up and take me in then, sir." you laughed, slowly easing up when alhaitham stared down at you differently. "what?"

"you're playing with fire. you should be more careful with your words."

"and what if i meant them?" you smirked, leaning up.

"then you should be aware of how i feel." alhaitham pressed himself against you, allowing to feel the hardness straining against his pants.

"archons...please, please i want you."

"you have me."

"you know what i mean." you frowned as alhaitham smirked ever-so-slightly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

no more than a few minutes later, alhaitham had you leaned up against his chest, in nothing but your undergarments as alhaitham trailed his fingers over your bare skin.

"sensitive." he hummed as his touch left goosebumps, feeling you shiver.

he gently brushed his fingers over your clothed core, your hips moving against his hand to earn more friction as he held your hips down with one hand. "patience."

"alhaitham, please." you whined, feeling him hook his fingers into the waistband and slide the fabric down your legs.

he carefully spread your thighs, dropping the hand to slide through your wetness as you whimpered, shifting on his lap.

he nibbled along the column of your neck, leaving little bites on your skin as you bared your neck to him, gasping as his tongue slid across the expanse.

his fingers began playing with your clit, feeling your hips jump again as you sighed, trying to chase his touch. "oh, alhaitham, that's good-"

he couldn't help but find you cute as he played with your slick, swirling his fingers around your hole as whines of his name spilled from your lips. "come on!"

"be patient." he warned again, lightly smacking your thigh as you huffed. "i have to prepare you properly first."

you felt him ease a finger into your heat, allowing you to fully adjust before adding another and one more after that, curling them into your g-spot as you writhed against his chest. your hands gripped the fabric of his clothes into your fists, shaking and begging for more as he swiped his thumb across your clit, rubbing in circles as you cried out, moving a hand to grip his wrist tightly.

"oh, archons!" you gasped, back arching when you finally came, hole spasming around his digits as he eased you down from your high. "wow." you sighed, leaning back against him to recover as he hummed, reaching down to unbuckle his belt.

"i think that can be considered decent preparation."

"i'd say more than just decent."

"flatterer."

you snorted, suddenly being replaced by a gasp when the head of his cock tapped against your hole.

you glanced down, eyes bulging as you saw his dick against you. "you're huge, oh, archons...my classmates said you were packing but i didn't know this much!"

"your friends talked about my proficiency in bed?"

"classmates, not friends. and anyways, yes, but clearly it helped me for once."

alhaitham laughed softly, shaking his head. "take a deep breath and try to relax for me. just focus on being calm." he slowly pushed inside of you, anchoring you to his chest as he slid you down onto his dick, feeling you tighten around him. "relax, relax, please."

alhaitham bit his lip, shaking his head as he continued to try and bottom out, feeling you shiver and shake in his hold, eyes watering.

"you're doing well. i'm proud of you. just keep breathing."

you whined his name, leaning into him as he kissed across your neck and shoulders, "just be good for me, just stay very still and i will meet your every desire."

#genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader smut #al haitham #al haitham smut #alhaitham smut #al haitham x you #al haitham x reader #genshin impact kaveh #kaveh #✎─𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 ❛ ༉‧₊˚ #💌─𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘭! ༊*·˚ #🔮─𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯⋆·˚ ༘

[kevin-ibw]

PLEASE TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOYR HAZBIN AU

So Vox is an angel, does that change anything about him on an emotional level ? (Like when he sees religious imagery, does it make him feel anything ‘inexplicably’?) Does his one sided rivalry with Alastor stay the same ? What’s the relationship like between the three Vs? Whatre his thoughts on Velvette’s church?

Angel’s in charge of the family mafia huh? So he must be pretty powerful… Does Val still have power over him or are they on more equal footing ?

So Vox is an angel, does that change anything about him on an emotional level ? (Like when he sees religious imagery, does it make him feel anything ‘inexplicably’?)

- Any mentions of religious imagery, especially christianity, make him a bit.. twitchy, but never the less, it doesn't bother him as much.

Vox can often come off as one; "oblivious" to the fact that he's an angel It essentially became a rule in hell to not mention that fact around him. Two; "passive," but everyone associated with him knows it's a bunch of horseshit and loves to mess with people once they realize it.

Does his one sided rivalry with Alastor stay the same?

- There's still a rivalry, albiet for different reasons.

Alastor: "People always say that I strike fear in everyone's soul, *cue laugh track* Hahaha! If only I knew what it felt like, correction if only I knew what anything felt like anymore! *cue laugh track*"

One of Hell's punishments that was inflicted on Al was the inability to feel anything because he was enjoying his time a serial killer a little too much. Because of this, he becomes severely bored years to come since what's the point in causing a lot of chaos when you can't feel anything from it? Now, don't get me wrong, he's still a heavily feared overlord, but now he's just so bored with a lot of things in Hell.

But then Vox came along. He essentially puts dread in everyone's stomachs because it's very likely he's a one-way ticket to getting yourself permanently killed without a cleanse happening. Alastor actually gets intrigued by him and thus starts their rivalry, it focus less on. "Radio vs TV" and more on, "He's very dangerous and could end me for good, he's the only one the peaked my interest and perhaps maybe give me the ability to feel fear."

Sure, there are exorcists, but all of them evenually leave anyway, too squirmy and skitterish for Alastor's taste.

But Vox just strides in everywhere like he owns the place, without even a little smidge of fright and treats everything like a game.

What’s the relationship like between the three Vs? Whatre his thoughts on Velvette’s church?

- Vox & Valentino: Both have been married for fifty years and it's still counting, as seen in the show it's implied that Vox has to calm down Val a lot of the time when he has a temper, this AU switches that. SHAU!Val isn't dumb enough to let Vox's temper get the better of him, because how knows what would happen if there's a pissed off angelic overlord. (Thank the lord it doesn't happen often.)

OG!Vox butters up OG!Val

SHAU!Val does it instead

OG!Val intentionally withheld information about Alastor coming back so he could push OG!Vox's buttons

SHAU!Val doesn't even entertain the idea

Yeah, Val can be a bit trigger happy, but he's not outright suicidal.

Valentino & Velvette: Both of them hold each other in high regard but aren't as close with one other since Val doesn't focus much on social media. Valentino is a very direct guy. The only Voxtagram posts you're getting from him are photos of sinners with holy bullets in their skulls as a warning to whoever crosses him. Velvette and her little cult of followers take a step further to spread the message, too. Essentially, she's on top when it comes to information around social media.

Velvette & Vox: Both being tech savvy, they get along quite well. While Vox controls all of the internet and anything tech in hell, he's more focused on the business side of things and selling products, when a new product sells, Velvette makes it so the message spreads further.

Angel’s in charge of the family mafia huh? So he must be pretty powerful… Does Val still have power over him or are they on more equal footing ?

Since the church is used a ploy to lure more sinners into their power, Vox finds a lot of assumentment in it and often times indulges in entering the church to heighten her claims and further reel sinners in.

If anyone wants more info, please send an ask! :)

- Sadly, Angel is still under a contract with Val, fortunately though they more-or-less have respect for each other. Angel finds it hilariously ironic that he's right-hand man to a moth when he's the spider here.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel au #AU: Salvation Hotel #vox #voxval #valentino #alastor #velvette #angel dust #hazbin hotel vox #staticmoth

[itgirl-cad]

I kept seeing tiktoks about an AU where the characters are actors and what their blooper reel would look like… so I made a lil fic from the idea :) lmk if I should make this a mini series cuz I have so many ideas!!

Valentino was sitting on his couch, waiting for the scene to start. It had been 5 takes deep into the first few lines of his scene and he had to continuously restart. As soon as they had the greenlight, they started the scene. He sat up with rage.

“Fuckin’ finally!” He smashes the sugar glass cup he was holding right on the floor. He finally managed to hit it on the spike they put on the floor. “Kitty, another drink!” One camera followed the extra Valentino was interacting with, the other stayed focused on his close up.

“Can you believe what that piece of shit did?” He held out his hand without moving his head to look. The extra placed it in his hand but Val got a bit too into character and moved too quickly. The drink hit his hand and was tossed onto the ground below. “Hijo de perra!” Val swore as he picked the prop up and sighed.

Vox chuckled from the other side of the room “This scene is never gonna end.”

Take 6.

“Can you believe what that piece of shit did? The ungrateful whore!” He yelled and fake threw the glass. Vox had to laugh. He was trying to stifle it but it ended up bursting out of him. “I’m sorry but you look so stupid.”

Val rolled his eyes, “You try fake throwing something.”

It was take one of Lucifer and Alastor having their first scene together. They have had the most success with their lack of mistakes. Charlie was watching them, almost in awe when she heard her cue line and made her way towards her father as he turned to speak to her in an unimpressed tone.

“Who is this? Are you the bellhop?” He gestured his cane over to the taller man.

Alastor let out the most perfect fake and sarcastic laugh ever. He really did amazing with sarcastic roles. “No! I am the host of this hotel! You might have heard of me from my radio broadcast.” He leans on his cane, slightly bending down to his level, just even to make a point.

“Hmm. nope! I guess that’s why Charlie called it the HAZBIN hotel hahaha-”

“Ha ha ha…” His last ha dragged out for a bit then the radio effect was gone from his voice, “What the fuck’s my line?” He asked and started to chuckle.

Charlie let out a laugh as the crew told him his line.

“I do apologize, your performance was rather captivating.” Alastor adjusted his tie and his ears moved a bit. He was getting a bit frustrated working with Lucifer. Usually he makes no mistakes.

They ran the scene again.

Hmm. nope! I guess that’s why Charlie called it the HAZBIN hotel hahaha-”

His laughing got cut off by Alastors fake bullshit retort “Ha ha ha. It was actually my idea.” nHe looked at his nails like a sassy ‘mean girls’ like character.

Lucifer’s eyes got more bloodshot as his laugh got more insane and his dialogue speed up “Haha well it’s not very clever-”

Ha HA…” Alastor got down to lucifer’s level and up in his business “Fuck you”

Charlie got in between the two of them “Anyways.. Dad, look at this lovely parlor!” She dragged him away to carry on the scene.

Alastor appeared behind them as Charlie spoke his name. He never missed a cue. He made his way over to her, minding the spot on the floor that is spiked with red tape, for him. “Charlie has a very unique vision. I am happy to fulfill her bizarre requests.” He rests a hand on her shoulder.

“Oh, thank you, Alastor.” She smiles sweetly and places her hand on his. Lucifer was fuming. Alastor looked back over to his face and his shit eating grin got bigger.

“Quite an impressive young lady,” He placed a hand on her chin. Charlie decided to be a prankster and gave him a kissy face and puckered her lips. Alastor, not expecting such an action, drops his hand from her chin and the radio static picks up. Charlie roared out with laughter, Lucifer following suit.

“Al! Your fucking face!” She had tears in her eyes.

“You traumatized him!” Lucifer was having too much fun with this.

Alastor just looks right into the camera with a traumatized smile and pained eyes. The director yelled cut and Alastor’s smile immediately drops. He frowns and his radio effect is gone from his voice.

“Awh no he's frowning!” Charlie felt kinda bad, but it was a funny prank.

“It was worth it.” Lucifer gave her a high-five.

In the recording studio, Vox was recording his lines for “stayed gone” alongside Alastor. They both had their scripts in front of them and stood in front of microphones.

Vox started his lines “Top of the hour, and we're discussing a certain has-been Who has been spotted cavorting around town After a seven-year absence. Did anybody miss him? Did anybody notice? More on tonight's program So, the Radio Demon is- holy fuck I talk a lot..” He exclaimed, running out of breath.

Alastor chuckled, “I have been telling you that.”

“Oh literally go fuck yourself” He rolled his eyes and started from ‘top of the hour’ once again

They tried different callouts between the lines to see what would fit best. Most of it was improv because Vox couldn’t remember the actual script. He was too engaged with yelling at alastor and looking at the cocky son of a bitch in the booth beside him.

“Yes, I know it's been a while Since someone with style treated Hell to a broadcast Sinners, rejoice!”

“What a stupid voice!” Vox yelled. Vox just did a string of those, looping Alastor’s track so he did have to repetitively sing the same cue line. “Such an irritating voice!” “What a lousy voice!” He could’ve gone all day long if the sound director let him. All those shower conversations had prepared him.

“Instead of a clout-chasing mediocre video podcast” Alastor sang and let Vox have multiple retorts

“Come on.. No, that one is so boring. Lemme try again” Vox sighs and thinks of better retorts, “Oh piss off!” “Excuse me?” “up yours!”

“Is Vox insecure, pursuing allure? Flitting between this fad and that, is nothing working?”

“Ignore his chirping!”

To be honest, Vox could have written a disstrack.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin lucifer #hazbin charlie #hazbin vox #hazbin art #hazbin spoilers #hazbin hotel au

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Sorta nsfw and VERY goody but SDV Bachelors (+ expanded bachelors maybe?)’s reactions to the farmer telling the gay rooster joke? If you’re unfamiliar, the joke is: “what sound does a gay rooster make? …ANY-COCK’LL-DO-!”

Phah! I've never heard of it! 😄

Thanks so much for the question, dear anon! Btw, I won't put an NSFW warning, as there's not even much of a hint of a detailed description of anything vulgar here. Anyway, enjoy! 🫰❤️

SDV and SVE bachelors react to a gay rooster joke from the Farmer:

Sebastian:

Sebastian did his best to make an indifferent grimace, but gave in.

"That's really dumb." He said it while chuckling and shaking his head. "If Sam had been around, he would have died laughing for sure."

A great way to make Sebastian smile is a gay joke. Alright noted.

At times he can counterattack when Farmer once again showered him with such humour. Farmer's reaction to Sebastian is peerless.

Most of the time, though, Sebby will blush and try to hold back laughter. No, he's not laughing, shut up.

Elliott:

The poor man tried to fiddle a smile as best he could.

"Yes, quite a funny joke. Hmm, a little vulgar for my taste, to be honest with you."

Sorry Farmer, but he's a well-mannered and refined gentleman, and such obscene puns are not to his taste.

(Which doesn't stop him from laughing at the joke after the fourth or fifth mug of strong ale).

Elliott's cheeks will turn tomato-coloured if the Farmer continues to shower him with such jokes in the presence of other residents in the Valley. Yoba, give him patience.....

Sam:

Sammy laughed like a madman for about fifteen minutes. God, he absolutely has to tell this to Sebastian!

He decides to also surprise the Farmer with a gay joke, and basically, this starts a competition to see who tells the best gay joke (Lewis caught the two of them and scolded them for profanity and vulgarity).

This competition has reached a state like in vine "Bro I have a dream we fucked" (you can consider this the start of a bromance or romance if the feelings are mutual).

Just so long as his little brother doesn't accidentally overhear his jokes, or there will be a LOT of questions from Sam's dad and mum.

Shane:

Shane nearly choked on his beer when Farmer finished the joke. "Ok, that's a good one."

For a few days or so, he'd been going over that joke when he was working at JojaMart and smiled faintly. Shit, It's really funny.

Decided not to stay in debt and meet Farmer next time with a similar joke. Their surprise and laughter brought amusement to Shane.

The only rule to Farmer was not to tell it to Jas. And under no circumstances teach her such jokes, or Shane would get angry, and then everyone would definitely not be laughing.

Harvey:

"......." "I beg your pardon?"

If Farmer thought Harvey would like such a vulgar joke about the male genitalia, let them think again.

The lack of a smile and slight irritation made it clear to Farmer that the doctor didn't appreciate such a pun.

Harvey will give Farmer some children's booklets that tell Farmer the rules of behaviour. If that's how they behave, they'll need it for sure.

If they told him in front of children or the elderly, Harvey would have a hard time suppressing his own urge to grab them by the ear and shove them out the door of his clinic.

"OK, how about this joke: an apple a day-" "Don't."

Alex:

About half a minute passed while Alex tried to make sense of it.

And then burst out laughing. "Pfft! Hah!"

Decided to get on the internet and learn a couple of jokes like that to catch the Farmer off guard and laugh from their facial expressions.

Actually, they should be good friends with Alex so he wouldn't threaten to punch them in the face for such jokes. And so - friendly banter, hey!

The two joke around until Lewis catches them and threatens Alex that he's going to tell his grandmother. Alex snaps, but stops (sorry Farmer, but he loves his grandparents and doesn't want to upset them).

Victor:

*nervous laughter* "Hahaha, you're so funny! (Please don't tell that joke to my mother...)."

Victor had made a few jokes and puns himself on more than one occasion, but they were never vulgar. He was not allowed by his upbringing.

But in order not to offend the Farmer and not to be the one in the company who alone didn't get the joke, he would laugh a little pretentiously.

Victor would blush horribly if asked if he even understood the point of the joke.

If Olivia is around in their presence, poor Victor will burn with shame (No, mother, they didn't mean it-).

Magnus Rasmodius:

Magnus looked at Farmer disapprovingly and shook his head. "Every day we're getting further away from Yoba..."

So they distracted him from important matters for the sake of telling him this, excuse him, tasteless humour?

Sorry Farmer, but Magnus doesn't want to hear that sort of thing in his presence. And, frankly, he wouldn't advise them to make jokes about roosters and... so on, considering Farmer's quite a good person. That kind of vulgarity doesn't suit them.

He'll give them a heavy scolding if they make such jokes in front of Morgan. Maybe even threaten to wash their mouths out with soap.

Lance:

Lance's silence and faintly perceptible smile confused Farmer.

At the same time, the gallant adventurer is trying to think how to tell Farmer politely that their joke is terrible and vulgar without hurting their feelings.

Merciful Yoba, Lance is too well-mannered to even think of such a thing.

He won't correct the Farmer, just subtly hint that their choice in puns isn't a good one. Especially with ladies and children around.

Still, there may be a time when Lance will cover his mouth with his fist so as not to give away his laughter if Farmer decides to tell this joke to one of his colleagues (the unfortunate colleague is likely to be Isaac).

#stardew valley #sdv #sve #stardew valley expanded #sdv sam #sdv shane #sdv alex #sdv sebastian #sdv harvey #sdv elliott #sve victor #sdv wizard #sdv rasmodius #sve magnus #sve lance #sdv headcanons #sve headcanons #thanks for the ask!

[abravesoul03]

How did you guys meet & Who confessed first?

WayB Noze X Fem reader

Warnings: NONE

A/N: Hello there my dear luvvies ~ here's a little something for Noze~💓 it's been some time since I posted something due to being a little busy with classes. I'm currently in my last semester so yeah busier than usual 🙂 but anyways I hope you guys enjoy this.

P.S: I used my oc for this writing. Hope you guys love Riki 🥹💕.

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HOW THINGS STARTED

Let's just say that your a popular producer and Noze is a popular dancer/choreographer, both under SM ent.

And you being one of Kai's main producer while she's one of the main backup dancer.

It was funny how you guys met. You weren't really the type to talk to people, not that you were mean or rude it's just not your thing. You always try your best to mind your own business.

So one day when Noze was informed that there will be a group of trainees that she and Kai had to train, she was excited. She wanted the training session to be perfect.

As the session was about to start, Noze took the attendance of all of the trainees. Her brows furrowed realising that 1 more trainee had yet to show up.

At that exact given moment you on the other hand you peeked your head through the door, checking into see the power in the studio was on cus your recording studio had shut down suddenly.

"Ahh there you are!! You must be Jung Haerin. You know you should be on time for our next session." Noze said as she tugged you into the studio.

Mind you that you and Noze have never met before. And Kai wasn't present yet.

You were confused like literally confused. What was going on? Jung Haerin? But your Ishiriki?

"b-but I'm not-" "Ok everyone! Good evening. I'm Noze your trainer for today's session. Now everyone pair up! We're going to learn a duo routine yeah?"

All the trainees were paired up except for you, who was still deep in confusion.

"Hey, you don't have a partner?" Your only response was you tilted your head to the side like a lost puppy.

"I'm not a trainee-" "Come here you can be my partner~" Noze gave you no space for you to talk as she pulled you closer to her.

-"Ok everyone like this, 1- 2- 3- to the left and down up to right back front. Got it? Now try it with your partners!"

-Jihye turned her head to you. "Hey come on give it a try!"

-You could have danced, the moves were simple but, you weren't really built for dancing you know. As someone whose skilled in lyrics and beats dancing wasn't your thing.

-At that moment the door opened revealing another girl, she made her way to Noze and started to apologize for being late to the session.

-Now Jihye is the one in confusion.

-"So your Jung Haerin?" The girl noded. "Then who are you?!"

-Finally she gave time to reply. "Just like I have been trying to tell you I'm n-"

-Again you were interrupted, this time by Kai himself. But it was a relief seeing him as you were close with him.

-"Heyy guys I'm here, Omg Hey Riki what are you doing here? Didn't know you knew how to dance hahaha." Kai knew about your ability to dance and he was messing with you.

"Jeongin oppa~ ok let me explain I'm not a trainee here. God finally."

"Ok and? Your one of my producers? Why would you be a trainee?" Kai looked at you with knitted brows.

-Jihye's eyes opening in shock as she realises.

"W-wan so your not-" "Nope I'm not a trainee here, it's nice to meet you I'm Damian Ishiriki. One of SM.ent's and Kai's main producer."

Kai bursts out laughing his guts off realising what had happened before his presence.

You were so done, and just walked out without waiting for a reply.

Jihye was embarrassed. She than understood after Kai had explained. She felt bad for not having listened to you.

After the training session, all she could think about was you. Were you mad at her? Did she scare you?

She decided to pay you a visit the next day. With a piece of your favourite cake as a sign of her apology.

The next day she went to your studio, she's heard that your always in there. Arriving to the company at early in the morning and leaving late at night.

Jihye knocked gently on the door a few times waiting for a reply...a few seconds passed as she was about the knock again the door opened revealing you.

"Hi? How can I help you?" "Hey Ishiriki right? I'm Noze, uhm you know yesterday haha, I was wondering if we could talk? Just for awhile ~"

You couldn't say no to her, she looked somewhat kinda cute asking you like that.

"uh ok, sure come in." You opened the door wider for her. You closed the door behind her and let her sit at the empty chair besides yours Infront the P.A. system panel.

"Ok so first all I'm really really sorry for have listened to what you wanted to say yesterday. I really mistook you for a trainee. You just looked so young and cute I thought that you were a trainee. I'm so sorry please forgive me? Please accept this cake if your not mad at me anymore."

She did a little bowing gesture from her seat while offering you the cake. You just giggled while accepting the cake.

"No way! You got me a mango cream cheese cake? Hahaha no worries at all I'm not mad. It was a just a misunderstanding. And besides that you shouldn't be apologizing, it should be me. I should have knocked before entering. And Jeongin opah told me your a 97 liner? I'm a lot younger than you~"

Noze looked at you nodding, and took a few seconds admiring you. Then her head shifted to the screen Infront of you.

"ooh what's that?" She had questioned about your current song in progress for Taemin's comeback. You we're close with many artists from SM and Hybe.

"ah that's the song that I'm currently working on for Taemin opah's comeback. I shouldn't be really asking or telling this to anyone but would like to hear a snippet of it?" Jihye giggled and nodded.

"God I would be honoured ~"

And that's how your friendship with Jihye began. Both of you shared many things about eachother that day.

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WHO CONFESSED FIRST/HOW DID THEY CONFESS

-The one who confessed first was Noze obviously. Miss gurl was head over heels for you since day 1 but was afraid of getting rejected. So she decided to take things slow by befriending you.

-Would probably need a lot of coaxing from her friends to muster up the courage to confess her feelings for you.

-About 5 months into the relationship, Jihye invited you over her place. You thought it as a normal movie date between friends. But you were wrong.

-The moment you stepped in her apartment something felt off. You could feel the weird tension from Jihye.

-She had set out a selection of your favourite snacks and drinks on the table.

-The movie started to play but only you were paying attention. Not her. Her attention was all on you only you.

"Riki?" "Yes Ji?" She loved the nickname you gave her.

"there's something I wanna talk about." You took the remote from the armrest and paused the movie looking at her.

"look Riki, I like you. Like I love you. I wanna tell you that your such a nice girl who had won my heart from the first day itself. I don't know what else to say rather than ask. W-will be my girl?"

She looked down immediately on her lap as those words came out.

"oh Jihye..."

Your words were making her anxious.

"I would love to be your girlfriend." You threw yourself on top of her trapping her in a hug.

"I never knew you were the one who was gonna confess first."

Again you made her confused. 'confess first?' what does that mean?.

You leaned in and pecked her lips then got up, you quickly grab a letter from your back pocket handing it to her. Making your way to the door.

"well it's getting pretty late, I should be heading home now unnie. I'll text when I get back."

You left her, on the couch. She was still in massive shock. Did you just kiss her? She opened the letter and gave and read it. You were also confessing your feelings for her through the letter.

Noze got up running around her apartment in excitement shouting. It was a good thing her neighbours were away on vacation or else someone would have gotten a noise complaint filed.

-THE END-

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#abravesoul.txt #abravesoul thoughts #swf2 imagine #swf2 #swf2 x reader #noh jihye #noze smut #noze x readee #noze x reader #swf wayb #swf x reader

[prince-liest]

popping in real quick to say I really love your "I love her/love her not" chapters! as much as I enjoy Al's antagonism with characters like Vox and Lucifer, his friendships with women in the series are sooo interesting to me. it's nice to see your take on how he (and Mimzy!) both struggle with their preconceptions of their time period and heteronormativity in general

Aw, thank you so much! Yeah, part of the reason I really wish we got more character-building episodes is that with Alastor in particular we see a lot of hints of him wildly different approaches to his relationships depending on who they're with, and I think that while he's definitely often antagonistic as hell in his relationships with men, he specifically is much less so with most of the women in his un-life. I remember watching Dad Beat Dad and going, "Wow, I can't believe Alastor is the first person we've seen set a good example for drawing a normal and healthy relationship boundary..." when he asked Mimzy to leave.

Like, compare how he snapped at Husk, who was actively trying to look out for him, for just saying a smarmy thing that Alastor is touchy about, vs. all the shit Mimzy did and the damage she knowingly caused... only for Alastor to not only, with full and stated understanding of her intentions and their consequences, still let her use him for her own protection, but then to be visibly pissed off and still clearly center himself and make the deliberate choice to be polite and honestly kind of kind in how he asks her to please head out.

And she's still fucking upset about it! The way Mimzy behaves in turn during that entire interaction is telling as well, because it's really obvious to me that it's not just her being a bitch for the hell of it. She very clearly did not expect him to draw that boundary and found him doing so shocking in a way that she took personally - and why wouldn't she? He's apparently been actively enabling her to rely on him in this way for literally their entire relationship. "But you love taking care of me!" is not a line that feels to me like she's putting words in his mouth, it really feels like that's what he's purposefully led her to believe, because 1) she's his dear friend and 2) he enjoys being a powerful individual that people rely on.

Anyway. That turned into a whole tangent, hahaha. I'm glad you're enjoying it! I desperately want to see Alastor interact with people he genuinely considers his friends more often, and I want to see how it compares to how he interacts with the people he's growing to care about a lot less willingly.

#ask #personal #Anonymous #hazbin hotel #alastor #mimzy #radiostarlet #radiodiva #meta #and all of that's not even getting started on the historical dynamic yeah #I looooove playing with the characters and the time period attitudes of when they're from vs how modernized they've become #t

[otomefiend]

Alfons Sylvatica

Story Event: I'm his cherished doll

Chapter 2

Prologue (@/archiveikemen ♡)

Chapter 1

Pardon me, dear Al loving frens. I had an eye infection last week and had to take it easy. But here we are, slowly descending into Alfons flavoured debauchery. He tries hard not to trap Kate.

~~Part 1~~

Alfons: "Hahaha!"

Kate: "Y-you don't have to laugh so much..."

Alfons: "Hah ... you really don't disappoint."

(Now my whole body is sticky with cream and sugar...)

After my unsuccessful attempt to scoop the cream with a spoon, I ended up completely covered in it.

Kate: "Is there anything I could use to wipe myself..?"

Alfons: "Mhm, here."

He stuck out his tongue.

Kate: "...? There's nothing of use as far as I can see."

When I tilted my head, he leaned in closer,

Just enough to lick my cheek clean with the tip of his tongue.

Kate: "Wah!?"

Alfons: "Mmm, delicious. As expected from Victor's homemade sweets."

Kate: "...I-I meant a cloth, not the tongue...!"

Alfons: "Why don't you try licking it too?"

After these words, he scooped up the cream from my body with his little finger,

Only to shove it into my mouth a moment later.

Kate: "Mmph!?"

Alfons: "See? Isn't it delicious?"

Kate: "Uh....huh...!"

Alfons: "Ah, even my little finger is filling your mouth...haha, so cute."

Alfons: "I can clean all the cream for you... with my tongue."

Kate: "Wha!? What!?"

Alfons: "No need to be shy."

Kate: "Gah --!"

~~Part 2~~

After getting rid of the cream in such an outrageous manner,

I washed my body in a tub filled with warm water,

Then buried myself in a fluffy towel and finally took a deep breath.

Kate: "Ahh..."

The scent of the towel and the warm sunlight made me feel relaxed.

Alfons: "... Does it feel good?"

Kate: "Yes... I want to forget everything and go to sleep..."

Alfons: "Most excellent."

It looked like he wasn't going to do anything insolent this time; he just gave me a smug smile.

(...he truly does a lot of outrageous things, and yet...)

Just as he had declared at the beginning, there were many moments when I found this situation strangely enjoyable.

(I was far from having fun most of the time...)

(But... thanks to him, I finally feel I can face this situation calmly)

Kate: "I'd like to thank you, Alfons."

Alfons: "For dressing you in a lewd outfit and then shamelessly playing with you? Please, don't mention it. It was my pleasure."

Kate: "Not that..."

Kate: "...I was worried and overthinking things, but now the weight is finally off my shoulders."

Kate: "Thanks to you for taking my mind off it."

Kate: "Still... I don't like the idea of just sitting and waiting."

Kate: "Can you help me figure out how to get back to normal?"

Alfons: "My word, are you still fixated on this?"

Alfons: "It will be fine even if you have to stay like this for the rest of your life. In the end, appearances are inconsequential."

Kate: "But... being like this, I'm worried that I won't be able to help anyone if I need to."

Alfons: "You're worried you won't be able to help anyone?"

Kate: "It's frustrating... and a little bit troubling."

Kate: "If you collapsed right now, for instance, I wouldn't be able to call for help."

Kate: "That's why... I'm rather worried."

Alfons: "...... ha."

Alfons: "You're so serious."

~~Part 3~~

Alfons: "...... ha."

Alfons: "You're so serious."

(.........)

He looked at me with a thin smile as he rested his chin on his hand.

Surprised by his expression, I felt my heart skip a beat and my face heated up.

(W-Why... am I feeling flustered?)

Kate: "... anyway! Please, take me to Roger."

Kate: "There must be something I can do to help even now."

Alfons: "I don't like the idea of going to that guy's lab."

Kate: "... I've been thinking about this for a while now, but you don't like Roger, do you?"

Alfons: "False! I'm not the picky type when it comes to people."

~~~

Roger: "Al? It's unusual to see you here."

Roger: "Normally, you wouldn't come anywhere near the lab when I'm here, even if you got injured or caught a cold."

Kate: "Is that so?"

Roger: "Yeah, this guy sneaks in when I'm not around and administers his own treatment."

Alfons: "I have no idea what you're talking about."

The room that served as Roger's laboratory and medical office was a bit more cluttered than usual,

Filled with various chemicals and notes containing formulas.

Kate: "... I know you're looking for a way to get me back to normal. I'm sorry for being careless."

Roger: "Don't worry about it. I'm not exactly blameless myself."

Kate: "I was wondering if there's anything I could do to help."

Roger: "Oh? Is that why you dragged Al in here? Impressive."

Roger: "I don't mind a woman who doesn't give up in the face of adversity."

~~Part 4~~

Alfons: "Shall we concentrate on the matter at hand?"

Roger: "You want to help.... Actually, there might be something you can do ---."

According to his words, Roger was waiting for a chemical reaction between the drugs,

And couldn't leave the room until he got the results.

However, if they were satisfactory, adding one more component would likely complete the mixture.

Roger: "I was planning to get it after seeing the results,"

Roger: "But if you pick it up at the same time..."

Kate: "The medicine will be ready sooner...!"

Roger: "Exactly."

Kate: "Alfons..."

Alfons: "...don't look at me like that."

Alfons: "I'll do it if there's something in it for me."

Kate: "Like what..."

Alfons: "Let's see... If you promise to let me have my way with you tonight."

Kate: "...... huh? Have your way with me...?"

When I hesitated, Alfons narrowed his eyes, clearly trying to lure me into something questionable.

Alfons: "Then, let me sweeten the deal a little."

Alfons: "I'll have my way with you tonight only if you're not back to normal by then. How does it sound?"

~~Part 5~~

Alfons: "I'll have my way with you tonight only if you're not back to normal by then... How does it sound?"

(If I'm not back to normal...)

Kate: "Roger... how long do you think it'll take to complete the medicine?"

Roger: "If you bring me the drug before the nightfall, I should be able to finish it tonight."

Roger: "It's difficult to gauge how much time it'll take for it to work or if it's going to work at all."

He looked at me and Alfons, then ostentatiously raised his eyebrow.

He was a rationalist, focused only on the quick completion of his task and therefore not particularly willing to interfere in my dealings with Alfons.

(If the medicine takes effect before the nightfall, I can escape Alfons' clutches)

(If it fails or is slow to take effect... I'll be at his mercy)

But no matter the outcome of the situation, without Alfons' help

I can do nothing by myself.

(Rather than being idle, I want to take action...)

Kate: "Fine. I promise..."

Alfons: "...... you're a fool, after all."

Kate: "Huh?"

Alfons: "All you had to do is to ask someone else to accompany you."

Kate: "......! That's true ---"

Alfons: "Oops, you missed your chance."

Alfons: "Our deal still stands. Now, let's go."

Alfons: "Will you be my toy tonight? Or will you go back to normal? ... this is fun, don't you agree?"

Chapter 3 Premium

#ikemen villains #ikevil #alfons sylvatica #ikevil alfons #ikevil story event #fan translation

[13eyond13]

In your reply about how L is written without a lot of inner world for lack of a better term, I totally agree. I think L is genuinely a hard character to write because he's both an enigma and highly specific in his mannerisms and speech. It's easy to both go really overboard with how he's strange and off putting and at the same time under write him as a person with ideas and desires. When I see L being essentially written to revolve around Light as either his gay awakening/nemesis/boyfriend/ force that shakes up his life I call it the inverse of a manic pixie dream girl. Depressed Goblin Nightmare Boy L who doesn't really want anything except Light and who exists to do something for Light's character growth. I personally love when fics take the time to give him a past, and a life outside of Light and expands on him as a person and not just a detective. This is a long ramble but anyway, do you have any head canons about L's past?

Depressed Goblin Nightmare Boy ahahaha so true

I think part of the issue that shippy fic writers might run into with L is kind of also that he's not the focus of the source material in terms of like. Having a character arc that needs to be satisfied somehow, really? It's not about L having an emotional journey because it's about Light having one, and L is almost more fun in some ways when he DOESN'T change a whole lot as a character (he's fairly iconic in how stubborn and arrogant and seemingly unmoveable he already is). He's there mostly to oppose Light and make things really difficult for him, as well as to represent things in the story that come up as part of the themes and ideas and whatnot - an equal/intellectual rival that Light can actually feel threatened by and come to respect, a person who already reached the peak of power for his job of bringing criminals to justice and yet does so without necessarily adhering to any sort of noble ideals or worrying about whether or not he's being moral or a hypocrite of some kind, etc etc etc. And a lot of the appeal of his character in canon can also be how vague and cryptic and difficult to fully know he is as well, hahaha. So you're right, he's pretty difficult to fully flesh out in terms of his life outside the Kira case and so on, especially if you don't find him easy to intuitively read.

In terms of headcanons about his past, I feel almost as though it might not be totally set in stone and change a bit for me just depending on what kind of fic I was writing? I might give him certain life experiences and memories and beliefs and so on that would serve a certain purpose in the story, like contrast or parallel things that Light has experienced or believes in or whatever else. So unless I have a specific story in mind I'm not sure I have a ton of them that I'd stick to absolutely no matter what.

However the broad strokes of things we were told about L's past and childhood in the one-shots do make for decent scaffolding to work from for L to me. Like I DO think he probably made himself useful and interesting to Watari at a young age with his smarts, and that he never quite knows if he would have been taken care of or protected or had his needs met properly if he wasn't exceptionally talented in some way, which would definitely be kind of fucked up for him emotionally to dwell on a bunch. I headcanon that he doesn't really like to dwell on the past or the future a whole lot maybe in part because he finds it pretty depressing stuff to contemplate, and that living in the moment is by far his favourite thing to do.

And I for some reason feel like he isn't maybe an orphan in the sense that he has no living relatives left so much as maybe that he was given up or abandoned by them at an early age or taken away from a rough/abusive home life of some sort, and maybe was thought of as much too difficult to care for by them. I think the tension between L's extreme and more difficult traits being both his biggest asset and thing people admire about him most, and also the thing that causes him the most alienation and trouble in his life, or his own belief/understanding that this is the case, might for me be the most interesting stuff to explore more thoroughly with him.

#l lawliet #ask #starlightinthewild #lawlight #p

[copiousloverofcopia]

Please don’t stress over it! I appreciate all your hard work!!! I would love for the cock corset to be more with a fem reader but just had to share the information about the ghoul pants because I found it hilarious that theirs is in the back while Papa’s is in front hahaha but please don’t rush ❤️ much love -cock corset anon

Hey Ghestie,

Sorry for how long this took, but as you know Papa and I have littles and I have a full-time duty that I attend to within the Ministry, so things get hectic...

Anyways I wanted to do a little extra for this so here you go and please please let me know if it was worth the wait!

So here we go.....

The Cherry Stem

Also available here on AO3!

Defintely NSFW below the cut!

It was dark, the cloudiness of your vision intensified by the billowing of smoke from the other side of the bar. The scent of stale ale and liquor lingering in the air as you sat mindlessly stirring your cocktail. You leaned into the well-aged bar having it  support your frame as you devoured maraschino cherries—one after another. It wasn't food–not really, but at least you’d have something other than alcohol fermenting in your gut. You pushed the empty dish away from you, some guy named Jim refilling it with the glistening fruit as you took a swig of the rest of what remained in your glass.

At this point you didn't care, spirited away within your mind, trying to block out the world around you. Your low humming depression, exacerbated by your recent break up, unable to be placated by the usual suspects. Instead, sending you out the door and into the only bar open this late at night—hours after the others had closed. 

"Hey…uh…Jim was it?" You called. The older gentleman with the scraggly beard turning to face you, drying a glass with a rag and placing it back on the rack. How cliche, you thought as he approached you.

"You ah…need sumthin?" He asked.

"I want to show you a trick." You told him unsure of what had even sparked the impulse to do so.

"Shoot." He said placing both hands down on the bar and leaning in to see what you were going to do. You grabbed a single cherry. Pulling it into your mouth and pulling off the stem, chewing it up and swallowing it back as a bit of its red juice dribbled over the corner of your lips. 

The barkeep looked at you, completely confused until you sucked the stem back into your mouth. You swished it around a bit, twisting your tongue and pulling it with your teeth until from within your lips appeared a perfectly knotted stem.

"Well, I'll be–" he began before a voice from behind you spoke. It was masculine with a thick Italian accent and playful tone. A voice that made you feel intrigued. 

"Well, that was truly something." The man said as you turned around on your stool. Your eyes locking with his. They were mismatched, one a beautiful shade of green. The other, surprisingly white. 

Surrounding them were dark circles that would rival raccoons. He was handsome, but in a way, you couldn't quite describe with his light brown hair—a touch of gray, full lips, a distinguished cleft chin. Not your typical type yet somehow, he held your attention—as you held your breath.

"Just a trick I learned in college. Another way I occupied my time when I should have been studying." You laughed. 

"Sí, we'll seems you've perfected it." He commented, running his thumb and forefinger across his bottom lip. 

"You...ah want something?" Jim asked.

"I will take a gin and tonic grazie. So mind if I?" He asked, gesturing to the stool next to you as he awaited his drink. You shrugged, turning away when he took your chin in his hand. Your breath halted within your chest as you held still, unsure of what was going on when he took his thumb and wiped the dribble of cherry juice that lingered on your lip. He watched in astonishment as he sucked his thumb into his mouth, as he sat down beside you.

"Did…did you just?" You asked, completely at a loss for words.

"Ah well you see cara mia I'm only in town for the night…so I figure why waste time on the formalities." 

"I'm sorry?" You inquired, a bit tipsy, but what was left of your wits picked up on his sordid intentions. 

"My name is Copia, but you cara can call me C." 

"Well...ah…ok C...I'm Y/N. What brings you to this run down place anyways?" You asked, trying to pretend that things were cool but baffled that you were continuing on the conversation. 

"Well my band and I just finished a show, and well…honestly it was open." He chuckled, your own laughter soon following. He was so very charming. The way he stroked his chin, the piercing gaze of his mismatched eyes, and his voice—-rhythmic and smooth. Everything about him felt so enchanting. Almost as if you were under a spell. 

Jim slung Copia's drink down the bar, the ice clinking off the side of the glass as the mysterious man caught it in his gloved hand. You watched him take a sip, enjoying the taste of it as it met with his lips. He seemed at ease, making himself comfortable on the bar stool and striking up a more personal conversation.

"So Y/N… tell me the reason you are in a place like this?"

"Men. Well, one man in particular." You groaned, popping another cherry into your mouth.

"Ah sí. For the most part they are no good." He laughed. You sat for a moment, a bit surprised at his reaction, while Copia looked intently into your eyes.

"I mean, it's more than just that. But it's nothing I wanna tell some random stranger in a dive bar in the semi-questionable part of town." You explained, hoping to leave it at that but he pressed on, bringing his hand over to pull a cherry from your dish. He held it against his lips, pulling it in to chew and swallow. The manner in which he did this, clearly meant to inspire something within you. You felt your face heat, the telltale sign of his effect on you shown in your rosy-tinged cheeks. 

You were at a loss for words. You weren't sure if it was the alcohol or the fact that you found him rather handsome, either way you felt your breath hasten and your heart start to pound. Cobia placed his hand over your own on the bar, your eyes darting down to it. Lips parting to carefully exhale your held breath. 

"Tell me cara, because I'm not that convinced. Is it really just a man that bothers you?" He said, running this thumb over the back of your hand. 

"It's everything." You blurted out, shocked at just how easily he pulled from you a confession. Momentarily you thanked God you didn't have any state secrets to divulge, as apparently the alcohol—and company made you unexpectedly loose lipped. Somehow with this man you knew, deep down, God had nothing to do with it. 

"Everything, is that right?"

"I just…I mean…well I'm not happy. My job is nothing but a headache. I don't feel any fulfillment or sense of accomplishment there. My friends…heh…well they are few and far between. Oh and family…well let's just say I'm the punchline to every joke they never wanted to hear. I just feel lost…honestly I feel like I meant for greater things." You explained. The conversation continued, time seeming to stand still as you poured out your heart and soul to this man—this strange, mysterious man. "Does any of this even make sense?" You asked him. 

"Sí, makes perfect sense. Maybe you just need someone to shepherd your way." Copia grinned. His words sent a heat from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. Your heart, still pumping away as the two of you stared at each other. Your silhouettes, highlighted by the dim pipe lights. You couldn't have predicted what happened next, all you knew was that you were compelled to ask him.

"And just who would shepherd me? And to what?" Copia took another sip of his drink, licking his lips free of the remnants as he answered.

"Yours truly. I am the one for which you seek. It's not all the time that I find such a wayward lamb to add to my flock." 

"Who even are you?" You asked, entranced and curious. You were just as scared to know the answer, as you were desperate to hear it. 

"I am Papa. Papa Emeritus the Fourth, the dark Pope. The unholy Leader of Lucifer's church on Earth—our one true God..." He said, your pupils dilating and your jaw dropping as he spoke. Somehow you knew he was telling the truth. The implications, coupled with the effects of your drink, making you lightheaded. You fought the urge to run— instead remaining firmly seated.

"I...ah...must be headed back home." You said, throwing down a couple of fives on the bar for Jim what's his name and trying to smoothly, and quickly, slip out from your seat.

"So soon…" he asked, grabbing your arm as you stood.

"I think I should go." 

"You know what I say is true. I can take you away from it all cara. If you come with me, become a Sister of Sin in his service…in my service…I know you will learn to love life again. Allow me to show you the wonders this world holds. Allow you to live deliciously." Copia pleated, his voice striking a nerve, but also hitting you right in the undeniable throbbing that resided between your thighs.

"What do you want from me?" You asked, peering back at Jim and some other misfits that occupied the other end of the bar. Had anyone heard this conversation between the two of you? Heard this man's words, the same ones you had fallen from his lips? Copia pulled you back to face him again. 

"Come with me to the alley. We could go out back together. Talk it over." Copia persuaded, but you knew he had no intentions of talking. Still you had to ask.

"Oh and do what?"

"For starters…I want you to come show me what else you can do with that—talented tongue of yours." Copia explained, his candor wildly forward. 

"I'm not so sure I…" You began, Copia rising to stand beside you at the bar.

"Well, if you're not interested, then I must…" he started until once again your impulse to speak got the better of you.  

"No no no…I just…I just have never done anything like this before." You explained, completely mortified by the fact that you were even considering his proposal. Here you were, at this clearly godforsaken bar on the corner, contemplating carnal actions with a strange man who claimed to be a Satanic Pope. 

"Well, no one can force you. We are all about free will. But I will wait for a bit…just in case you change your mind Y/N." Copia said as he nodded to Jim and walked out the front door. 

You stood frozen still. Your chest aching as you struggled to control your breath. You knew that if you walked out of that bar right now and went home that you would forever wonder what would have happened if you followed him out. You were scared, anxious, worried—but even more intrigued. 

You had to know. You grabbed your leather jacket from the stool beside you and headed out the back door. Jim shook his head as he watched you disappear outside.

The alley was cold. The wind whipping through it and sending a chill down your spine as if it had been personally tunneled towards you. You crossed your arms, stepping down off the steps and searching for any sign of C. You looked left and right, watching as debris, carried along in the wind, traveled down the alley–no sign of the dark Pope anywhere. You began to wonder if you missed your chance—that was until you felt the weight of a hand pressed into your shoulder. 

"I knew you couldn't resist cara." Copia hummed into your ear, his breath hot and tingly. You dropped your head to the side, allowing him to bring his mouth against your flesh. His lips, leaving strawberry marks in their wake as his hand reached around to snake beneath your favorite dark-wash denim.  

"C...I…ah—" You gasped as Copia nipped your neck, his gloved fingers massaging your aching pussy beneath your panties. He smiled against you, gently rubbing the dampened spot that grew with every second. This wouldn’t be the first time you hooked up with someone at a bar against your better judgment, but tonight was something else entirely.

"Mmm…you like the way it feels sí? I can give you so much more cara." He growled, grabbing ahold of your face to kiss him. You hummed against his lips. His tongue, slipping into your mouth and tangling with yours, heated and lustful. Even the simplest of his touches, bringing you sensations never experienced before.

"I need…" You whined, rutting your cunt against his fingers, praying that he'd slip them inside you. 

"Need what Y/N? My fingers, my cock?" Copia asked, the words sending Hellfire through your veins. You couldn't reply, only moan and whimper against his ministrations. It's then he surprised you, slipping his still gloved fingers inside your warm pussy. 

"Ah…mmm…" you moaned, The heated leather sliding in and out of you with ease. Copia's mouth hung open, realizing just how wet you had become. You closed your eyes to block out all other sensation when he pulled out of you. You gasped, Copia spinning you around to face him. You stared at him, watching as he sucked your juices from his gloves. Finally pulling them off with his teeth and shoving them into the pockets of the dark black pants he was wearing. An amalgamation of fabrics and textures, designed to draw the eye—it worked like a charm.  

Copia looked you over, pushing your hair behind your ear. He drank in the sight of you, smug at already having you so disheveled and messy. You felt the warmth building up inside, so much so you’d forgotten about the cold. Your body needed more from him, more of his touch, his attention, but he would not give it—not yet. 

“On your knees.” he commanded, his eyes ablaze with lust. You did as you were told and kneeled before him—a god to be worshiped. You came face to face with the lace up of his pants. The corset-like enclosure, holding back the large swell of his cock that pressed hard against it. Your mouth watered at the sight, running your hands up along the fabric covering his thighs–threadbare, frayed, and tattered. 

Copia, once more, took your face in his hands. Bringing your eyes back to his own. “Do you accept me?” he asked you and without hesitation you pledged yourself to him. 

“Yes C…Copia…Pa–Papa.” You mewled as he brought his thumb into your mouth. You sucked on it, teasing him with the promised talents of your tongue. The same talent that had caught his eye with the cherry stem.

“Then take your unholy communion, be made anew, washed in our sin.” he purred, rubbing the bulge of his pants with his free hand. You started at it, mesmerized and drooling with the wish to have it inside you. You reached out to pull the tie when Copia grabbed hold of your hand. You stared at him, dumbfounded.

“Don’t you want me to—”

“With your mouth cara. You're a big girl you know what to do" Copia groaned, releasing your hands as you watched his cock twitch inside his pants. Even just the sight of it made you throb, feeling the wetness lathering the inside of your thighs. Your cunt was begging to be filled by him as you rubbed your legs together praying for the friction you so desperately craved.  

You opened your mouth, tongue glistening in salvia as you prepared to perform yet another trick. You pulled the ties into your mouth one at a time, using your tongue and teeth to loosen the hold. Copia’s eyes meeting with yours as you stared back up at him. The pants fell loose, but the ties still remained laced. 

You slipped your tongue under them, drooling all over his lap, as you pulled each and every section open. Copia’s mouth, dropping in amazement as he watched you free his cock from the confines of his pants. It now hung freely in front of you, thick and dripping. You felt your insides pulsing just looking at him. Hoping that this would lead to him filling your pussy with that magnificent shaft.  

You kept eye contact, watching Copia’s face as his huge cock slowly disappeared into your mouth. His head falling back, as he enjoyed you sucking and pressing along the shaft with the tip of your tongue. His cock fully seated in your throat, gagging you a bit as you bobbed your head up and down on it. Copia grabbed a fist full of your hair. His moaning and grunting, growing more desperate with each pass of your tongue. You swallowed back with him inside you, never once using your hand to touch him. You felt him begin to shutter, yanking you back by your hair as his cock popped out of your mouth. The precum decorating your lips as you sat back on your calves, confused and hazy. 

“Y/N take off your pants and panties.” Copia told you and he grabbed ahold of his leaky cock.

“What?” 

“Just do it. I will anoint you, claim you as mine in the eyes of our god right here, right now.” he vowed, trying to refocus, his sensitive cock red and swollen. You removed them, Copia bending you over and running the head of his cock through your dripping wet heat. 

“Ah…C…” you whined as he pushed it in past your folds, gently easing in and then slamming full force the rest of his length inside of your cunt. He gripped tight to your hips as he thrusted his juicy thick cock into your cunt. Over and over, his hands holding you steady as you tried to help stay balanced, palms slipping along the brick side of the building. 

“Oh fuck…la tua figa è così deliziosamente stretta cara. Ho bisogno di sborrare dentro di te—” Copia cried, wincing as he tried to hold back, but the way your cunt felt surrounding him, silky and warm—he was fading fast.   

“Oh shit…I don't know what you just said but…oh my god you feel so good. Don’t stop, I'm so close. Copia please!” You pleaded, feeling your pussy tightening up around his width with each and every thrust. He could feel it too, pounding inside you, the unmistakable tug on him. The sensation, sending him to the edge. 

“I will paint your insides with my seed. I’m going to cum inside you. Make you mine.” Copia hissed, bucking his pelvis against you over and over, cushioned by the swell of your ass. “This is it cara mia. I can’t hold bac—-” Copia yelled as he exploded inside, your own walls shaking and contracting against him as your orgasm ripped through you. The pressure from your combined satisfaction, leaking down your thighs. A profane display of lust, out in the open for the world around you as you cried out, nails scraping the wall and a bit of blood filling your mouth as you bit down on your lip. 

You had never been so overcome with pleasure. Nor had you ever fallen so deep in such a short amount of time. The late hour and your aching thighs, bringing you back from your sex hazed state. Copia panted, working to quickly tuck his messy, soft cock back into his pants—not bothering to re-lace them.

You stood up a bit woozy. The head rush from being bent over for so long leaving you weak, when Copia brought his mouth back to yours, pushing you up against the building. You relaxed into it, questioning if this was even real. Whether you had passed out in the dish of cherries at the bar. Copia pulled back, still trying to steady his breath when you were hit with a flash of bright light.  

Suddenly a cream Buick LeSabre pulled into the alleyway, startling you as you instinctively pulled close to Copia. You felt unnerved, shutting your eyes tight and listening to his heart beating away inside his chest. He smiled wide, as he buried his face into your hair. Taking a deep inhale, “They’re with me amore.” he whispered. 

You turned to look at them, the headlights illuminating the two of you as two men stepped out from the car. Or were they men? You couldn’t be sure. Both wearing all black suits and large helmet-like masks, attune to something you’d see in a 70’s science fiction flick. Copia nodded over to them, both of the “men” getting back into the vehicle as he looked back down to you. 

“Vieni con me sorella e ti porterò fuori strada.” Copia said, this voice thick with romance and promise. As you walked together, hand in hand, to the car you felt something. There was black magic and ancient power heavy in the air and all at once you knew you were now a part of it. You were His. You knew then life would never be the same—and it never was. 

Notes:

La tua figa è così deliziosamente stretta cara. Ho bisogno di sborrare dentro di te.- your pussy is so deliciously tight dear. I need to cum inside you. 

Vieni con me sorella e ti porterò fuori strada- Come with me sister and I will lead thee astray

#cock corset anon #you asked I answered #copia #papa iv #papa emeritus iv #ghost #the band ghost #ghost fanfics #ghost fanfic #ghost fanfiction #the band ghost fanfic #ghost smut #the band ghost smut #ren writes #ao3 writer #ao3 smut #aot fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #Copia x reader

[weskersluvrrrrrrrrr]

Hi this is my first rq, so if i do something wrong i apologize! So uh Wesker angst right hahaha

What about a Wesker who’s in denial about being gay lawl. Its an idea I wish people would play around with. But anyway have a good day ^^

SILLY GOOFY IDEA

I love it so much why haven't I thought of it

I'm adding this to my reverse au but it's like it's own thing so it's not connected but Wesker a rookie and it's like that TikTok audio "stop making me have gay thoughts, playboy carti, I look at men and feel WEIRD" but it's not playboy carti and it's you

male reader, no pronouns but Wesker a fag and it's sorta focused more on him then you but he like confesses to you (I'm a man who likes men (and very rarely women) I think I can say that) (correct me if I'm wrong)

A little bit of angst but it's Wesker being goofy and lookconfessing to you

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His gaze wandered back to you again for what felt like seventh time today, he just couldn't keep his eyes off of you. He shot his eyes back down onto his work, though his thoughts didn't leave you, in fact he thought about you even more. He thought about that pretty smile of yours that charmed, those gleaming eyes he could get lost in, and that pretty hair of yours. Before to long of thinking about you he stopped himself though. His thoughts of you were disgusting and perverse, at least that's what he thought, and seeing his friend in such a way is disrespectful and gross.

Though the term 'friend' never felt right for you and him.

Close? Sure. But closer than friends. But he didn't like you in that way, of course he didn't.

Closer than friends with the way you touched him constantly, a hand a little too low on his back or your hand lingering on his a little too long. But those were just small little things, they meant nothing. The praise that made him feel delirious and flustered didn't mean anything, it didn't mean he liked how you praised him. No, it just means he liked being told he did a good job, nothing more, and nothing less. And him admiring your looks meant nothing, he just recognized another good looking man is all.

At least he tried to convince himself of that for the longest time. Until it finally clicked.

He was in your office with you, helping out with paperwork and reports assigned by irons, when suddenly, after hours of silence, you spoke.

"I really appreciate you helping me out Al, your such a good partner."

Partner.

That word sent him reeling, thinking about being your lover, taking care of you, and you taking care of him. God it finally clicked, he finally realized what he felt.

He was in love with you.

"Sir, I'm flattered you think so highly of me, I think I feel the same. And stop calling me 'Al' "

"Okay, Bert."

In the next few days he kept going over these few words. Did he really love you? No was his first response, it was merely platonic how you two were partners. But after a few days he stopped denying it, accepting what he felt. What he truly felt.

You and him had gotten drunk a few days later, tired from work, training, and all the murder cases happening, you bought a case of beer and went over to your house.

Wesker had gained confidence, whether from the drinks or the conversation from a few days ago, he spoke.

"Hey, Cap'n. I have something I want to tell you."

"What d'ya wanna tell me, Rookie." You laughed at the stupid titles you managed to still call each other outside of work.

"Uh- fuck it." He breathed out before looking at you.

"I think I'm in love with you, Sir."

You turn over to him, staring for a moment before a stupid, lovesick smile spread on your face.

"I think I love you too, rookie."

He dived on top of you, overjoyed that you loved him, that you felt the same way, he didn't even realize what he was doing when he placed his lips on yours.

After a few moments, you leaned your head back, pulling away from the kiss.

"Jeez Al, how long have you been wanting me, years?" You snickered at your words and watched him look away embarrassed, before looking at you again

"Stop calling me Al"

"Okay, Bert."

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I'm so tired sorry if this is bad :((((

#albert wesker x reader #albert wesker #resident evil #dbd wesker

[spacehostilityy]

NNT Rewatch s2ep7-12 !!

(Still from my drafts! Just moved back to college yesterday and today and classes start tomorrow. Wish me luck! My schedule sucks this year so I'll need it lol)

man this is flying by!! but lucky me, the druids’ holy land arc is one of my favorites

King learning throughout this season that not only does he need the other Sins, but they need and love him is so sweet. I just love the character development they all go thru this season

draw him like one of your french girls ~~

I love that Matrona has purple eyes like Diane, the small details really make it

I actually NEED to know what Monspeet and Meliodas’s relationship was prior to his betrayal. “I can’t believe HE’S the one who sensed us” ?? Whats that about🤨 also zeldris and monspeet seem to have been in good terms, like were they all friends?

I don’t know how its possible, but Monspeet’s voice is even hotter in spanish

I love that despite galand not being able to lie, they still don’t believe his stories lol

KAJSDKWUDFL I forgot how shocked i was with the reveal that Merlin stole Mel’s power i just love the druid training arc sm

theyre so silly i love them

do we know why jenna and zaneri don’t have wings? are they just hidden with magic or something??

okie so apparently they’re just inhabiting human bodies and their real bodies had wings. found this on the wiki, do we know where the info comes from?

WAIT do jenna and zaneri know elizabeth?? Like KNOW her?

HAHAHA this part always destroys me

ngl the best thing seven deadly sins as an narrative does is portray the intense agony and trauma from mel and ellie’s curses

anyway... the fact that Meliodas and Zaratras were of equal rank when they met is kinda funny

the absolute horror on meliodas’s face when he hears liz is just PERFECT

liz is so slay she’s everything i want elizabeth liones to be

King: uhh hey jenna...🥺 what are you planning to have us do in there😓

Jenna: isnt it obvious??? 🤨 rigorous training 😤😤

the way they cut btwn scenes of meliodas abt to lose it and him and liz being happy is just so well done

I love that they were trying to get Meliodas to abandon his emotions to keep his rage in check and then when he actually has no emotions we find out that he’s straight up evil and much, MUCH worse than before lol

the tears pooling on their insanely pointy chins always gets me lol. but also mel just violently sobbing and then suddenly being fine. Mans has serious issues with repression that can def be drawn to his daddy issues

BAN/ZHIVAGO ARC😭😭😭 a few observations: Ban is very clearly influenced by Zhivago’s style, like the clothes are so similar, the fact that they sent Ban to Aberdeen prison and his favorite is Aberdeen ale makes me think he associates it with his dad, Zhivago was hot, Ban mirrors Zhivago’s words to him to Elaine, Zhivago tells Ban to never trust humans and the only humans he ends up trusting are Escanor and Jericho, zhivago has lived in misery about the deaths of his children for almost 40 years :(

idk why this is one of my fave arcs it’s literally just angst lol

gil and howzer as boyfriends. Discuss.

seeing gowther fight hand to hand is actually pretty cool, i had assumed he was weak like king but he can hold his own

how did king not clue in when galand literally opened with “Meliodas its been such a long time” like BABE CMON

BAN TELLING JERICHO SHE’S HIS WALLET 😭😭

meliodas just mocking king for his lack of wings is always funny. nothing like a dick joke to make you feel better after Zhivago’s death

I HAVE to do a meliodas self hatred/relationship to being a demon post, i have so many thots

I LOVE WHEN HE GOES TO SEE THE 10 COMMANDMENTS HES SO BADASS

monspeet shielding Derieri from the rocks with his cape🥺

melascula is so sassy i love her

estarossa is my deranged babygirl i love him. that fucking freak

I JUST KNOW TAIZOO AND THAT LITTLE TWINK ARE FUCKING

taizoo is a bottom.

meliodas somehow has 15 year old rizz. like the fucking blond boys.

(not so) fun fact: Elaine is my mom’s name so its a little weird

nakaba’s size kind seriously needs to be studied

ESCANORRRRRR

okie doke that’s it join us next time !!

[dark-night-hero]

Okay hello!!! I’ve been following you for quite sometime and I LITERALLY LOVED EVERYTHING U WRITE…i was obsessed at some point by my mfing exams drowned me

Anyway did you hear Angels like you by Miley Cyrus. THE MOMENT I HEARD IT I HAD THIS THOUGHT ABOUT THE EXACT SCENARIO WITH GENSHIN BOYS ( it was in my head for MONTHS)

but with reversed

Like the boys is the ones feeling like this

just let me know ur thoughts plsssssss :3

Hi, hello love, goodybe. Just kidding HAHAHA anyways see what I did there. I'm glad and delighted you love everything I write and that you guys appreciate them, really, thank you.

As for the song, yes. I have heard about it. Angel like you was one of my favorite songs to listen into whenever I am itching to write something angst alongside The one that got away, Summertime sadness, Only love can hurt like this and Midnight rain.

To know my thoughts about it, it made me think of a scenario with the Genshin boys that should be entitled as an inagine of, WHAT WENT WRONG, between you and the genshin boys. With the lyrics featuring below the boys name just like what I did with THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY imagine scenarios.

The things is, things are quite hectic at the uni. Just 2 more weeks left and trust me, I'm crawling towards the end of this semester like a mess. But the fun fact is, when things gets quite hectic, my mind started thinking more of the fanfic scenarios I had on pending rather than letting me do my homeworks 😭

Always, I don't know when I will be able to make one, I won't promise. But I'll keep it in mind and hopefully the thought would process and you know boom, I might be able to make a scenario about it. Though the certain characters I have in mind should be Ayato, Dainsleif and Al Haitham.

#dark night hero #ask #♡♡♡♡

[prpfs]

The Little Mermaid themed rp Retelling 🧜‍♀️🧜‍♀️❤️❤️❤️

I’m 18+ and all participants must be 18+

This will be a romance, have drama, it will be a musical of sorts hahaha.

Well I had a reverse little mermaid theme where what if it was the human wanting to go down into the sea but it was forbidden?

Yeah, so you know her like in the little mermaid Ariel wants to go up in the surface what if in this one my character wants to go down to the sea where it’s forbidden because maybe instead of mermaids they are sirens and maybe she meets a siren prince who grants her the ability to breathe underwater for about 24 hours so he takes her on this journey into his world and she realizes she wants to be a part of it. She wants to live it, so what if they have a witch of some sort on land and she goes to her and she gives her everything that she has in order to grow a tail but there’s a catch maybe because in the second little mermaid, Ursula sister gives , Ariel’s daughter fins, but she had to steal the triton for her in order to keep it, so what if we incorporate that instead what if my character has to steal something for the witch in order for her, keep her fins.

Maybe because I know in folklore sirens use their voice to learn sailors to their death, so what if it’s this town that has a deep hidden hatred for Sirens and because of this, they forbid anyone from going into the sea and if you hear voices or singing you’re to run inside And what if that instead just encourages my character, wanting to go into the sea to see what it is?

Anyways I ask you are semi literate, write in third person, can contribute to the story, and is patient. I do have a schedule and Al thought I’m mostly available all the time sometimes unexpected things come up. I run on CST time and I am very friendly and would love to get to know my partners. Also big thing I LOVE THE NEW SOBG PART OF YOUR WORLD REPRISE II LIKE SERIOUSLY!!!! LIKE HALLE BAILEY MAAM REALLY. “WHERE DO I GO WITH NOWHERE TO TURN TO”

If your interested tell me a bit about yourself and your ideas to the rp.

DM @kimm4710 if interested!

#oc roleplay #oc rp #oc x oc #dead dove

[poplin-kitty]

Extrañare The owl house 😭

Hay banda... Es muy tarde (en donde vivo) pero estube analizando mi existencia hasta que me di cuenta. Con las filtraciones de el segundo especial de TOH pienso "no mames ya se va acabar la serie" encerio nunca lo habia pensado, wow como pasa el tiempo.

Me siento un poco destrozada por esto, no lose desde que salio me a encantado la serie, y se a convertido en mi favorita. Tanto por lo que a pasado la serie Danna y todo el equipo detras de la serie solo para que terminaran cancelando la serie y filtrando el segundo especial, si a de ser un golpe duro.

Aun me acuerdo despertarme rre temprano los sabados para ver el nuevo episodio que sacaban de la segunda temporada, me perdi bastante de la primera temporada cuando se iba estrenando por algunos problemas que tube en ese tiempo.

Nose, estuvo conmigo en mis peores momentos y solo ver los capítulos una y otra vez me daba felicidad, ya e visto la serie desde el principio como 3 veces jsjsj. En resumen TOH mi casita

Ya en este punto ya me vi el segundo especial, me iba esperar a el 21 donde se iba a estrenar originalmente pero como theowl.club lo subio subtitulado al español no me pude resistir.

Pondría una biblia completa de el amor que le tengo a la serie pero soy mala expresándome con palabras aparte de que tengo una ortografía del orto y solo escribo sin fijarme si lo escribi decentemente

Una disculpa si esque al traducirla al ingles no se entiende nada.

En fin, Gracias Dana, todos los que trabajan para hacer que esta serie vea la luz y me caes mal Disney vete a la kk

I will miss The owl house 😭

There is a band... It's very late (where I live) but I was analyzing my existence until I realized it. With the leaks of the second TOH special I think "don't suck, the series is going to end" enc

I feel a little devastated by this, I don't know since it came out I have loved the series, and it has become my favorite. So much for what the Danna series and the entire team behind the series have gone through.

I still remember waking up very early on Saturdays to see the new episode that they released from the second season, I missed a lot of the first season when it was premiering due to some problems.

Idk, he was with me at my worst moments and just watching the episodes over and over again made me happy, I've already seen the series from the beginning like 3 times hahaha. In summary TOH my little house

At this point I already saw the second special, I was going to wait for the 21st where it was originally going to premiere but since theowl.club uploaded it subtitled in Spanish I couldn't resist.

I would put a complete bible of the love I have for the series but I am bad at expressing myself with words apart from the fact that I have a spelling of the ortho and I only write without paying attention if I wrote it decently

An apology if it is that when translating it into English nothing is understood.

Anyway, thanks Dana, everyone who works to make this series see the light and I don't like you Disney go to Poop

Esto lo hice hace un buen, no me salio muy bien (literalmente estube subiendo puras cosas de fnaf o dibujos rancios, ahora también subiré cosas de TOH que no los vera ni mi madre).

I did this a long time ago, it didn't work out very well for me (I was literally uploading pure fnaf stuff or stale drawings, now I'll also upload TOH stuff that not even my mother will see).

#the owl house #toh #extrañare mucho esta serie #no estoy llorando tú estas llorando #I'm not crying you are crying

[veronicaphoenix]

Yo sinceramente creo que la organización del resu ha visto una mina de oro en gente como nosotras y ha dicho "si los ponemos todos juntos vamos a perder dinero, vamos a separarlos y así tienen que venir dos o tres días" 🤣

But honestly I don't understand bmth and bad omens in different days if they've done a tour together. I mean, es obvio, ¿no? They only had one job... Tampoco he mirado las fechas individuales que tiene cada grupo, a lo mejor es que no pueden coincidir porque tienen conciertos por su cuenta. I think I saw the staff of the Resurrection answering a comment on an ig post saying the groups couldn't perform the same day because they already had concerts. Pero el comentario era de bmth, bad omens y babymetal, ¿los tres justo tienen conciertos ya? No sé, no sé...

Anyway... I'm completely sure I'm going to get tickets for bmth, but after seeing bad omens perform I need to see them again. It will depend on the price. We've settled a price, tomorrow we'll see how much does one day cost and we'll decide. También es verdad que nosotros queremos ir primer y segundo día, en tu caso que tu novio quiera ver los del último día y tú los de los primeros días es un poco fucked up, la verdad...

I've never seen bmth perform. And I really want to see them, I've been listening bmth for so long and I really need to see them live. That's why if the tickets are expensive I'm going to buy tickets only for that day. I absolutely love bad omens and I'm obsessed since I saw them, pero bmth es importante para mí y esta oportunidad es clarísima para verlos.

Let's see what happens tomorrow! Let me know if you get tickets 🥳

PD.: I've finished your masterpiece Into the Abyss and I'm not okay. It has become my comfort reading haha. And now I'll wait here, muy pacientemente, for the epilogue to come 🤭

Concuerdo contigo en el tema de la organización. El dinero mueve el mundo. Es triste pero es la verdad 😅 Si tan solo hubieran priorizado la esencia de los festivales, que es disfrutarlos al máximo, y lo increíble que hubiera sido tener a BO y BMTH el mismo día... 🫠 well, what to do.

Creo que en mi caso, si no pudiéramos permitirnos entradas para todos los días, sería más justo que al menos mi novio viera a Slaughter to Prevail, ya que en enero vimos a los otros dos en Londres. De todos modos, todavía no hemos comprado entradas y todavía seguimos pensando qué hacer 😬 Te va a encantar el show de BMTH, tienen una puesta en escena brutal. La primera vez que yo los vi creo que fue en 2015, y han mejorado muchísimo. El show es un espectáculo increíble e interactuan mucho con el público, lo que lo hace todavía mejor.

Hahaha, how is that your comfort reading? Too much angst 🫣 Not sure if you have checked out The Unmaking of a Warrior. That IS my comfort reading (and writing, ofc), but it's also got a spicy start!