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#but fr the others literally keep chaining him up and then ask themselves why his behavior seems to be getting worse
melverie · 1 year
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currently thinking about Satan in nightbringer vs in the original
thinking about how in nightbringer he's always outside HoL when he wants to be alone since the others are always in the library + they keep chaining him to his bed, so he most likely doesn't feel safe in his own room to begin with
how Asmo keeps trying to invade his personal space (asking to do his hair, nails etc.) and doesn't take the hint, and how Lucifer casted a spell on Satan so he physically could not leave his side for a while, and how he's never really allowed the time to properly work through his emotions
that dinner party where the others all started talking about the Celestial Realm until Satan eventually stormed off
the way he describes being in their presence as torture and refuses to see them as his brothers, yet he's instantly calm around MC because they treat him decently
how the others kept complaining over how the demons of the Devildom were treating them-how they were discriminated against because they're fallen angels-yet they keep on treating Satan, the only full-fledged demon of HoL, like some feral animal that has to be put down in two days
currently thinking about how the very first thing we learn about Satan in the original is that he masks his emotions
him saying that he loves to go on walks alone and how he gets to meet all kinds of different people that way
thinking about how he's usually in the library instead of his room
when they were all up in the human world and the other brothers were outside stargazing, meanwhile Satan stayed inside. And when asked about it by Lucifer, he claimed it was because he wanted to read before offhandedly mentioning that they're reminiscing about the Celestial Realm and he won't understand any of it anyway
he now gets along better with all of his brothers and yet, when the two of them got lost once, he told MC that there's no need to worry, because his brothers would come looking for them, making it a point to add that they wouldn't search for him
that time Satan ran away to the human world and Levi, Asmo (arguably the two brothers closest to him) and MC came to bring him back. How he started getting angry at one of their questions, so they opted for running away instead of even attempting to comfort him in any way
how his first response after Lucifer told him to leave HoL was to actually pack his things; how he was fully intent on leaving, and how when MC comes to check on him, he instantly tells them that his brothers would never stop him from leaving, that they think it's funny
the way he seemed genuienly surprised when MC accepted after he asked them out to the dance, and then admitting he actually thought that they wouldn't want to go with him
MC being his main source for comfort, and Satan even calling them his sanctuary. How before MC it was books and cats; his room being filled to the brim with books, to the point it's become a safety hazard, and him always carrying cat treats with him
currently thinking about how Satan's first instict whenever he gets angry is to isolate himself, if possible even lock himself up in his room for days on end and how his brothers don't seem to pay it much attention (Levi once said that they already had a shut-in, they don't need another one). And how he doesn't even necessarily need to give into his wrath, how simply getting worked up over something someone else said is enough for him to isolate himself
also thinking about the whole idea of 'you become the person that would have saved you when you were younger' and how Satan in the og game is literally so full of love and very kind, patient and compassionate when given the chance to fully be himself
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luvring · 9 months
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Niaaaa //wailing, heaving, rolling around on the floor
I cannot stress enough how much I adore your works and love rereading all of them from time to time
Am here to ask if you have any more touchstarved hcs,, or thoughts,, im dying over here
Literally starved for content
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gn!reader | REG!!! //waving both hands, jumping up and down giggling. Thank U. this is an honour and incredible compliment. scary bc my old works are...old... but Thank u. U mean the world 2 Me. i didn't thoroughly check what hcs i've already said so sorry there's repeats orz
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i'm not saying the LIs would all go to the barbie movie but if someone does make art of that please let me know and tag me especially if it has the i am kenough shirt
they ruined my life saying kuras doesn't eat how is he going to join my girl dinners now. /j but i'll continue to believe he can appreciate how good a meal looks! & he can still sit with you and try to get his hands on your favourite meals for you to enjoy :-)
that thing where they do push-ups and kiss you when they come down with...leander was the first one i thought of tbh. but if you aren't able to lie underneath him he'd just ask for the same amount once he's done!
leander doing the thing he did in the prologue where he took his glove off with his teeth every so often just to see your reaction. like if you react in an amusing flustered staring at him kind of way. i couldn't relate personally (lying) (liar) (huge lie)
i'm sorry for my leander bias but if one of his favourite things is MASQUERADES and we don't see him at a MASQUERADE well it's so joever like him in a suit and mask and showing off how he knows how to fit in because of his past and also he can waltz now or something I'm dizzy i can't breathe
ais using 0.5 camera on people while they're caught off guard. him asking you to take a video of the fight For him because he's going to be part of it. vere selfie folder. mhin 5 followers no icon no posts gc lurker.
mhin would stick to enough of a routine that they'd have a specific spot to sit at different places,,, like a cafe or the library or bus... corner. it's one of the corners. and when someone's taken the spot they're thrown off then have to walk around for a new one (not happy about this) but take it back once they leave. you spend enough time together and they start keeping the spot next to them open for you
^ also they'd always order the exact same thing at restaurants. wouldn't like going to a new place because now they have to find a new default order. just like me fr
is no one going to talk about the idea that vere doesn't like snow because he's chained outside and it's cold . to be fair it could Totally be for a less sad reason like how it gets his Fur Wet (valid) but i've been thinking about that possible angst
also his gloves are just. like. ? odd. inverse drawing gloves. claws... but why only the 3 fingers.... btw his outfit means a constant thigh holding opportunity
kuras and mhin having long conversations about alchemy and sharing their findings with each other ;; mhin at some point getting just a Little excited about something and kuras choosing not to comment on it but being happy to see them let their walls down a little ;; o(-(
ais coming into your room and wordlessly lying next to you in bed and when asked if he needs something he says no? with a smile. he was just feeling lonely and wanted to find you
saying "you look like you can't swim" or "you are an odd individual" to any and all of them . something about it is amusing to me
if you celebrate christmas or like the idea of kissing underneath some mistletoe,, i think it's a good thought that you hold one over your head and wait for a kiss Or that Some of the LIs would Definitely do that themselves.
who do you guys think has the saddest birthday celebration (/no celebration at all.) who's relating to girls who spend their birthday alone and crying and be honest with me
rambling but i just want to say kuras's monster form looks sick as FUCK and i'm so excited for it. it looks like whatever left the scar on his hand seems to be there.. in his monster form...? i thought it was a claw but the positioning is under/through the hand so like??. do i have to bring up the significance of that if true
also is his outfit (minus his jacket)...like a jumpsuit... or can i just not tell because of his three (?) belts. that's not how you wear belts btw /lh. and is the sheer part Part of the top or is he wearing something sheer underneath the white. his sleeves are also sheer but the neckline means his shoulders are out . take off ur jacket
also mhin !! i want to know how big they get and if the transformation is sickening to watch and if they're still aware of everything around them and !!! THERE IS A SPINE(?) COMING OUT FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE SILHOUETTE THAT I NEED TO SEE NOW! & i'm assuming the senobium is Shit so even if we do get in there and get 'help' there would be another shitty price to pay. possible bad ending...??
scenes with all their monster forms where you're asked if you're scared and you say no / yes but you care about them and they falter because they didn't expect that
true good ending is everyone meeting at the wet wick and making a toast and laughing and saying this truly was our touchstarved before the credits roll
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hearts4-robin · 2 years
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featuring. Tzai, Brooklyn, Atlas, Serenity
genre. evertyhing in one, its random headcanons
warnings. swearing, sad Serenity
robin's note. THIS IS NOT PROOFREAD. me and Tzai were talking about hugging and I started making hc's so here we are. This is with https-volley team headcanons and Tzai and Robin as siblings too.
[𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬]
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𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐥𝐲𝐧, 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠
. collects Japanese soda bottles
. has those soda chapsticks (they lick their lips immediately after applying it too)
. has a bucket list for trying every soda possible
. absolutely LOVES going to convenience stores at 2 AM with anyone, really
. went on a walk with Robin and Atlas and the two ended up doing their best with braiding flowers and other fun things into their braids
. loves physical affection and always leans on people
. would love to read and be all aesthetic w/ it but the attention span is just not there
. makes Robin and Tzai do their eyeliner because they once poked themselves in the eye and gave up since
. is such a big hugger, they will jump and wrap their whole body around you. arms around the neck and legs around the waist
. is at the same time so scared of getting dropped ^
. poor baby got so shy when Tzai, Atlas, Serenity and Robin came to cheer for them at track
. is so so so emotional and cried so hard when they got flowers for the first time
. would sell their soul to get to drag the others to a concert with their favourite artist(s)
. taught the others Kpop dances with Robin
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𝐓𝐳𝐚𝐢, 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐨
. warm, somewhat firm waist hugs is his thing
. doesn't like physical affection but hug/hold his hand at the right time and he'll melt in your hold
. names all his plants. every. single. one.
. thinks everyone is cute when they do the tiniest things
. wears gloves all the time and says its to keep his pulse warm but its really just to look cool
. spent a whole day being taught how to make those monster tab chains by Robin
. goes to Robins room when he can't sleep
. considers Brooklyn as his little sibling as well and feels like he has to take care of both them and Robin
. argues daily with Atlas over why he should be 6'0" and Atlas shouldn't
. has the coolest journal even though he doesn't think its cool
. writes to his comfort characters like it was a diary
. listen to the neighbourhood, there's a lot of that on his crying playlist
. learned Kpop dances with Robin and Brooklyn
. thinks he's the strongest (he is not)
. OG at kissing boys infant of homophobes
. love hate relationship with his volleyball position cause "he's not ideal for an ace" (apparently reporters are professional volleyball coaches and trainers now)
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𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐲
. needs a leash, honestly
. seems pretty calm but you can literally see him start shaking excitedly whenever someone listen to it closely
. favourite cuddling position is when whoever is snuggled right against his chest, inside his hoodie so they're both snuggled up in the same hoodie
. has fallen asleep like that with all of them at least once
. it's body tempature is always quite high so he's like Baymax from BH6 to the whole team
. 100% listen to QUEEN with Robin and Serenity
. still believes in goblins and such so whenever its like full moon or something, you can bet your ass the whole team is going on a goblin hunt with sticks and stones
. if you need someone to cry to, dont go to Atlas, it doesn't know how to handle it
. team interviews are always so messy cause it takes Atlas a few seconds to translate the question to everyone
. the most asked question for over a year to him was "are you French?" because Brooklyn and Serenity had told everyone he was French
. Atlas once found out that cold pillows actually exist and he'd fr kill for one. Needless to say, Brooklyn won "teammate of the year" when they got him one
. for some reason, he knows how to tell a lot of birds apart
. has like 400 books and have only read two
. gets taught Kpop dances by Brooklyn and Robin
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𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬
. carries medical things for everyone everywhere (this includes Robins 5 different medications and bandages for Brooklyn because they need it)
. has the coolest style every and carries a bag with like 5000 rooms everywhere
. has the cutest nose ever like, its everyones favourite nose to boob
. proud captain of the volley team. proud as in "im so proud of my team for beating up that homophobe. If they'll end up in jail?... man I dont know, I didn't do it, they did, they're not my responsibility."
. received a whole ass documentary on his and Atlas' friendship edited and directed by Robin and featuring Tzai, Atlas and Brooklyn
. wears "free dad/mom hugs" shirts at pride parades
. always has sun glasses on them, no one knows why
. will absolutely pulverise you in any type of boardgames, you have no chances (except monopoly, you might have a chance)
. still plays among us with the team
. always wins when she plays among us with the team
. brags about their height whenever Atlas isn't around, its not fun when Atlas is there somehow
. carries around a note book with translations for Robin because they clearly need it
. if you can't find the captain after a game they're probably snuggled up besides Atlas in the bus while Robin and Brooklyn is dancing to Shakira and Tzai is reading Pokémon
. once tried to bake as a coping mechanism and now he brings freshly baked cake/bread to every game/practice
. suffers in silence and begins crying whenever someone notices and gives her a hug </3
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DO NOT STEAL/COPY/TRANSLATE. ONLY MUTUALS/TAGGED CAN REBLOG <33
@https-hades-inferno @https-celestial-blessing @https-tzai-cove @https-ethereal-gardens
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big-bang-scenario · 7 years
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Through the Storm
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Summary: Living with your assassin team consisted of inevitable shitstorms of emotions but unbreakable bonds. Angst.
Warning: Ah, swearing? Violence.
Author’s Note: This is just random nonsense… I don’t know if this should become an actual series. I feel like I wouldn’t be able to keep up with it. Loosely inspired by White Night and the thunderstorm occurring outside my window.
An arm pulls you against a chest by your hips, causing you to grimace in irritation. “Bitch, are you doing this on purpose?” you hiss, whipping around to give the boy a smack across the side of his head.
Agent V.I whined in pain, immediately rolling away from you and taking the blanket with him. Out of the other assassins, the younger Seunghyun was the touchiest. And probably the horniest. He would always crawl into your bed at least six nights out of seven to “platonically cuddle.” That’s what you want to believe, anyway. Growing up together, as a family of six, had enabled such intimate events to become the norm.
Too afraid to stay for more beatings, Seunghyun hopped out of your bed to bother someone else. You enjoyed the following silence for a few more minutes before forcing yourself to sit up. Too much rest was a luxury you couldn't afford, even if the heavy storm outside prevented any missions from being completed. The dull pangs clawed at the right side of your stomach, reminding you of why you had scolded V.I in the first place. The little fucker had applied pressure against your stab wound while trying to hug you closer.
You dragged yourself into your bathroom for a quick face wash. Brushing your teeth and brushing your hair were the only attempts at making yourself half-presentable. There wasn't much to show off to each other after witnessing one another taking blood baths in agent wars. However, your five comrades were all natural beauties in unique, bizarre ways, leaving you basking in their dust. At least you were still considered as the prettiest woman in the team. The only woman in the team.
Before you could even take your third step into the living room, the elder Seunghyun pulled you aside and gently laid you flat against the couch. You quietly stared up at his deep eyes without questioning his actions. Everyone knew by now that it was pointless to map out his thoughts. His complicated mind had saved the team from so many mind games that any of you would willingly waltz into lava under his orders.
Agent T.O.P quietly slipped his thumb under the hem of your tank top, slowly sliding the thin fabric up to expose the stab wound you had received the night before. Your impressive layer of muscle had prevented the blade from going too deep. It would heal on its own over time; Jiyong had done an impressive job with the stitchwork. You wordlessly allowed the eldest agent to replace your bandage and didn't dare move until he stood up to put up the supplies.
Will it leave a scar?" a literal angel asked, voice still husky from sleep. Agent D-Lite handed you a mug of herbal tea instead of coffee, taking a seat next to you. Despite the spaciousness of the couch, Daesung had decided to share the same cushion with you. You chose not to answer his considerate question and instead lazily rested your body against his side.
"Of course it will." Agent GD, the leader, had been examining your wound from afar, against the kitchen counter. He didn't leave his spot, since the maknae was using the stove for frying eggs, which you found to be pointless. Even if little Seunghyun fucked up, Jiyong wouldn't have been able to solve anything. His kitchen skills were probably fighting for last place with Maknae's.
Daesung's bottom lip stuck out in a pout as he nuzzled his nose into your hair, his own way of comforting you.
"At least she didn't die."
Choi Seunghyun had returned from putting up the gauze and was found leaning against the counter next to Jiyong with a filled wine glass in his hand. Alcohol was prohibited, but the only way to get caught was by peer report. As if any of you ever would.
His harsh statement caused your insides to churn uncomfortably. It felt like your wound had opened up again to create a stain of guilt on your skin in the form of goosebumps. Memories of the day before replayed in your mind like one of those horror movies that would never leave your childhood memories.
While on one of his missions, Agent Sol had fallen in love. One of the most dreadful mistakes as an assassin: loving a normal civilian. His romantic buildup had been shared with you every single night. You still vividly remembered all the hours Youngbae spent telling you tales of his dates. It was partially your fault for giving him advice from a girlfriend's perspective. You were happy for him. You were overjoyed and ecstatic to hear about your comrade's experiencing romance. You were practically living your own fantasies through his stories without even considering the bloody fate that had been set the moment they met.
Once the agency found out, they sent the BIGBANG team a clear message: either the girl had to die, or the assassin that had the relationship. Yesterday became a complete shitstorm that ended with a knife in your side and a bullet through her heart. BIGBANG had forgotten the unconditional fact: The agency always wins. Your feeble efforts at protecting her from a charging agent caused you to disregard the possibilities of a sniper in range. The events that followed vaguely consisted of your teammates dragging you and Youngbae out of the scene, leaving her lonely body on the cold cement ground. You all were not permitted to retrieve her corpse. Worst of all, a flash flood and thunderstorm warning shot through the rural area in which you had fought. The agency had quickly ushered you all back into the city to wait for further decisions (and punishments).
Youngbae was probably chained up in his room on behalf of Jiyong's efforts of preventing him from rushing out into the storm. You could hear his ragged groans from inside at times when everyone grew quiet. Thunder cracked outside, and the thick layer of dark clouds prevented the sun from beaming down, as if it were knowingly mourning for his loss. Your group's "Taeyang" had lost his light, after all. Because of your immature support. Because of your lacking judgement. It was your fault. Your goddamn fault for fucking everything up. For breaking your family member's heart.
You dug your face into Daesung's chest the moment he turned to wrap an arm around you. Youngbae's lover was probably getting buried under dirty water in the abandoned construction site while you were burying your shameful tears in a live person's chest.
Little Seunghyun had turned the stove off the moment he heard your light sob, and the room echoed with your cries. Daesung buried the rest of his face into your hair as he shed tears for the woman he had only met once. Big Seunghyun downed the entire glass of wine as if to wash away his grief, as if trying to ignore the group's mourning. Jiyong bit down hard on tongue until the bitter taste of copper stung his taste buds. He was punishing himself for not warning his friend in the beginning. Little Seunghyun couldn't bear the thick depression choking his air flow, and joined you and Daesung on the couch. He hugged you from behind and rubbed nonsensical circles around your wound with his thumb. His brows were furrowed in frustration as he distracted himself by touching you.
Your heart tore into pieces when Youngbae's low, weak grunts changed into full yells of sorrow after hearing your cries through the bedroom door. The cracking of a wine glass joined in on the ear-splitting screams. Daesung's nails shakily dug themselves into your arm. Someone bunched the wall in the kitchen. Maknae pressed his chin tightly onto your shoulder, hard enough for you to expect a bruise to appear later.
The chorus of your different methods of mourning was drowned out by the storm's cacophony outside.
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The thunder had dulled to very light rumbling. Your heavy heart didn't feel any lighter even when you felt a body being lifted off of you. Guessing from the toned abs and body shape, you assumed that the maknae had fallen asleep on top of you. The warmth from under you made you realize that you ended up getting sandwiched in between Daesung and Seunghyun as you three cried yourselves to sleep.
You weakly groaned as you felt yourself being lifted. You instinctively rested your head in the nape of the man's neck out of familiar conditioning. From the mixture of sweat and deodorant sloppily applied, your eyes snapped open after discovering the identity of the BIGBANG member that had rescued you from the uncomfortable sandwich inferno.
"Youngbae?" you croaked, sobering up immediately to examine him out of worry. Jiyong probably undid his restraints after the man had worn himself out. Your comrade gently placed you on the other couch adjacent from the one occupied by Daesung and Seunghyun. From the shadows (quite literally), the elder Seunghyun and Jiyong appeared to take their seats beside you. The moonlight barely illuminated their faces, leaving you unable to read their expressions.
Daesung and Seungri were awake the moment Youngae came to disturb you three, the expected reactions from trained assassins. Youngbae did not take a seat and instead stood at the window, blankly staring out at the city. Following his gaze, your eyes widened to see the Busan streets littered with debris. It was probably worse than you thought; the dim moonlight only revealed vague silhouettes. It was still raining. You realized that what you thought was a thunderstorm was probably even worse than your expectations.
Youngbae's tanned face appeared ghostly pale from the moonbeams. Despite the dark rings under his eyes, you noticed that his eyes were still able to reflect the white light. His eyes shined with a beauty that now felt very lonely. Your heart twisted, but your own eyes were drawn to his. As an assassin from birth, you were never one to desire anything. But whatever Taeyang's ears yearned for, you wanted to feel the same passion. The same frustration.
"We escape. Right now. Through the storm."
You felt Jiyong's hand encase yours, his slim fingers squeezing yours tightly. Even your leader was drawn to such an otherworldly beauty. Youngbae's white night attracted BIGBANG like moths to street lamps.
Your quivering lips shaped into a weak smile. You'd much rather take a shower in the hurricane than continue taking bloodbaths with the innocent. Doing so with your team only made it even more meaningful. You didn't need the agency. You only needed your family.
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