#but god if it isn't comforting to know he'd try his best to be accommodating and learn more about your needs

[marshmallowprotection]

(same anon who almost died a few times lol) hm. now I'm imagining showing ray my old mediport (it's basically a central line I had in my chest while I was on chemo as an easier/faster way to draw blood) without knowing just how anxious he gets. When I finished chemo I asked if I could keep it so it sits in a specimen cup on my desk and i think it's cool and like to show it to people. tho i wonder if maybe ray would find it interesting? on one hand it would a physical reminder of what I went through, but on the other hand it helped keep me alive and prevented me from experiencing more pain.

Ray hasn't been subjected to the outside world. When he was a kid, if he received any medication, it was only because his twin managed to steal something. Not that either of them are proud of that fact, but if he was sick... they had to do something to keep it from getting worse. It's not like their mother was going to get help. A cough can lead to a lot worse if it's not taken care of. He has no experience with anything medical apart from cough syrup.

But! He'd want to learn what to do for you if you still have anything that needs extra care to this day. Even if you don't, he knows that there's always a chance that something might happen again, and anything he can do to avoid your suffering, he'll do. That means he has a lot of amount of education to do in his spare time. He'd hate to ask you something and leave you struggling with memories that you might not want to remember...

So, he makes sure that everything he learns comes from more than just you. He's proactive with his paranoia and fears. Even if you're in remission and healthy today, he can't help but feel very fearful for the worst-case scenario. That's just a part of how he feels. He's always afraid of something horrible happening to you, even if there's not any reason to be afraid.

I think Ray would be torn when you show him the remnant of your life with cancer. The outside world is supposed to be horrible and yet... there are doctors and people who worked to save your life out there. Sure, people would want to save you... you're special, but what does it mean when he's brought you to Mint Eye to protect you?

Was it just a lucky fluke that people helped you? Or, would they help you again if something went wrong, God forbid, again? His fear is just a part of him that can't disappear at the flip of a hat. It happens and he struggles with it every day. He loves you, he wants you to be safe and happy, so knowing that you've been hurt... and he couldn't stop it is hard for him. Not that he wants to make this about him. Your pain is not about him. He won't overshadow that.

He just wishes... that he could've been there for you before he knew you this way. Even if he couldn't have done anything... he knows that he could've held you when you needed it. So, it's complicated for Ray because he wishes he can take away all memories of your pain, but it isn't something he can actually do. Your port might be something he can't disregard when he slowly learns that Mint Eye isn't healthy for him... like... a statement about the world he can't ignore.

It didn't abandon you... even though he felt like the world wasn't a good place for you. So, why shouldn't he believe you when you tell him he might belong outside, too?

The long of the short of it... Ray doesn't want you to suffer, so while it's hard for him to see a reminder that you've been hurt, it's nice to know that something kept you from suffering. He hopes that he can be that person for you today... can he? Can he protect you? Will you let him?

#anon #ask #mod kait #oh anon. i think about how ray handles my disabilities all the time. #it's a complicated subject because there's so many ways he can react #but god if it isn't comforting to know he'd try his best to be accommodating and learn more about your needs #mystic messenger #mysme #mm #mysticmessenger #ray choi #choi ray

[2n2n]

What do you think of the little interaction of hanako and akane? Many people often comment that they look alike for trying to save the girl they like and that they would get along if they were partners like in PP.

I don't use PP as any kind of analytical tool (for the pruppets) what with it being a completely made-up world (I see a lot of people base their writing of 'living Amane' off of gregarious PP instead of the asocial snapshot we see. He's playing a persona for the benefit of entrapping Nene, if he's friendly with Yamabuki Lemon or charming and popular, it's not reflective of what he actually would do, or want, just what he believes Nene would want in an ideal boyfriend... an image probably kindof based on Teru being her crush and a general idea of 'what is good', not his own heart).....

Hanako does admire Akane and it's extremely funny, I like it for him.... he stans this devoted stalker. He's like yes lol. Now THIS I understand.

but bare in mind he doesn't meaningfully respect him, and will mock and undermine him when it presents an advantage, or ,, is funny to him. He doesn't like Akane enough to impact any of his broader decisions. He would throw him down a well if it was necessary. I'm sure he would prefer to not, to Akane's credit... but, it would always be nice to not have to do anything unnecessarily messily, so, that's only so valuable as a measure of worth ... Hanako isn't senselessly cruel, but he is necessarily so.

Hanako is a little all-or-nothing.... and baseline he's dehumanizing of others or finds their emotions funny to spectate. I also honestly think he 'likes it' (er, it's like a comfort zone?) when people hate him, and he likes when a dynamic is "I say/do things you hate and annoy you" (he does it to Kou and Nene constantly.... in this way he's actually a little like your typical emotionally guarded 13 year old boy) .... he's avoidant of vulnerable intimate bonds as a ghost, so.... this kind of dynamic is very comfortable for him.

It's a completely one-sided admiration, which is like, the funniest thing about it. While sure, I could see Amane casually being friends with Akane in SOME circumstance, I DO NOT KNOW WHAT AKANE GETS OUT OF AMANE..... AKANE is a friendly and accommodating, reliable guy, as Aoi says he's very naturally likeable, and Amane is a lying rat snake pervert. Amane is quite obnoxious and difficult for anyone to like!!! The people who like him best pity him IMMENSELY, and I do not think Akane can or will pity Amane in like, any circumstance.

I swear a crucial difference between these two stalkers, is that Amane would molest Nene given her time stopping, and Akane absolutely wouldn't ever use his powers to that advantage. THAT'S .............. EXTREMELY IMPORTANT!!! IT'S MAYBE-- THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE UNIVERSE, THIS THING.

Also the fact of Hanako watching porn indiscriminately and not being only strictly 100% on Nene would disgust Akane. Akane doesn't even read a god damn book that doesn't have the name Aoi in it, he absolutely does not oggle other girls tiddies in ero mags. It would dampen the impact of his one-track love!! He doesn't WANT to oggle other girls!! This can't even be two SIMPs shaking hands about being devoted to one girl, Amane is not nearly as noble or respectful as Akane!! ALSO, THE TWIN BROTHER THING .... whatever THAT is, on top of it all, would be like .... "what? so you're not only obsessed with Nene-san, you're also some sort of brocon? What's wrong with you.... have some integrity.... "

Akane . He's . He's much more respectable in every way. If he got to know Amane any deeper than current, he'd be less and less tolerant of sharing air with him.

#avvy's JSHK

[cozymoko]

I loved the mukami with a short s/o!! Can we get the Sakamaki too??

Note: You're 5'4 {162cm} and under.

Shu Sakamaki

Enjoys watching you struggle, and may purposely put things out of reach just to see you struggle. But not to worry, his help is not too far. And if he so chooses he'll rest his head on top of yours if he's tired in any way, shape, or form. You're his portable pillow, in a way.

Your height makes you kind of like a stuffed animal to him, Shu finds it interesting. Otherwise, he's indifferent about it, whether you're tall or small he doesn't care. As long as it doesn't affect your blood at least.

“Heh...what a big mouth for someone so small, does it have more talents than that?”

Reiji Sakamaki

Accommodates for your height, and hems your clothes so they fit you perfectly. If you need to get something, there'll always be someone to assist you. He's more of a servant than the actual ones! Reiji will make you link arms with him in public, he's a gentleman, and cares for your well-being.

Yes, he undoubtedly thinks you're cute. You'll never actually know, but you know Reiji pretty well. I have a feeling he'll tell you something like, “Did you not get enough nutrition as a child?” When in reality it's just genetics...or something else, you'd know.

“What a shameful sight, get down from there and pull yourself together before someone sees you. I'll get it myself.”

Ayato Sakamaki

Short jokes galore, your new nickname is Short stack, and you've additionally become an armrest. If you're in a room with him his attention is solely on you, well, your height. To see you over his shoulder all the time with no hesitation in just to "pretend" to drop you. But what can you do about it?

Loves it, it makes him swell with pride. Not to mention he can comfortably rest his head on top of yours if he so chooses. He probably likes your height too much, taking any advantage of tucking you in his arms or under them. He made sure you “embraced” your nickname, armrest.

“C'mon, Short stack, I'm just messin' with ya', don't get mad! Hey– Don't ignore me!”

Kanato Sakamaki

You're an actual doll now, therefore you'll sit in his lap like one. He'll dress you up like one, you'll act like one. Of course, holding hands with you wherever you go, there's no chance he'd let you get lost.

At least he's not the shortest anymore, not that he really cared in the first place. Kanato likes how it's easier to push you around. But considering he isn't too tall himself he can't reach you to get anything for you. If you don't want him to throw a fit, ask a servant, not his brothers.

“Heh, you look so pathetic trying to get that by yourself. ‘Help?’ No, I want to see you struggle more.”

Laito Sakamaki

Debatably worse than Shu and Ayato, what do you think? Laito will taunt the hell out of you, if you wear skirts he'll look up them. He'll feign tipping over the stool or ladder you're on. Jerking you around to do whatever he wants...is he worse?

In case I haven't mentioned this enough, Laito. Doesn't. Care. He likes everything and everyone, he does not discriminate. His teasing might become more frequent but trust me when I say, it's all love. If you oh so happen to not like your height, then look no more, Laito to the rescue!

“The view is quite, erotic. You should be careful Little bitch, imagine if my brothers saw you in this state; you'd like that wouldn't you~?”

Subaru Sakamaki

It's easier for you to lay in his coffin with him if you like that. Your head securely tucked in his neck, his arm draped over your small frame, listening to your steady breathing, heaven. Subaru likes it way more than you think. Expect him to have an arm draped over your shoulders, just so he doesn't lose track of you.

Painfully scared of injuring you, simple procedures in life put him in dismay because of your height. His protectiveness has escalated, but besides that Subaru is here to aid you. He's attempting his best to generate an easier life. Though god forbid you to ask him for a tight hug.

“Eh? Just ask for help, idiot. Don't do it by yourself, I don't want you to fall or get hurt.”

#diabolik lovers headcanons #shu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #subaru sakamaki

[starshiningsirius]

Temptation (Yandere Overblot Jamil x reader)

Thank you for letting me use this gif @flowerofthemoonworld!

Everything about her stood to him mainly the fact that she always complimented him. Other compliments he'd brush off as they were always in comparison to what Kalim did and it would only seem like he would only get recognized for Kalim's mistakes and being a servant alone.

He couldn't be in the spotlight, but that didn't stop him from wanting more. You clearly tempted him with normal pleasantries and he had fallen deeper for it.

Your affection was what he wished for, but alas the genie couldn't grant wishes of the heart.

You had suffered just as much serving Kalim if not worse when you all ventured into Night Raven. You comforted him when Kalim was made dorm leader instead when he fully deserved it more. You understood him best.

He knew how smart you were and yet you had to make yourself average to accommodate for his master's lack of brain cells. You and him would work to the point where any homework was done later in the day late at night while Kalim would be asleep peacefully. At the end of the day you'd be tired beyond belief and he'd worry over whether you were okay or not, it only made his resentment grow. He truly did care for you and Kalim was only drawing him deeper into madness.

When he would make Kalim lash out it would never be at you, he always made sure she was never targeted. This was also a plus since you'd come and try to comfort him in his room sometimes falling asleep next to him and waking up together. He couldn't have been in anymore bliss. No matter the time of day you seemed to understand his burden being a servant under the Al Asim family. You never failed to bring some light into his most frustrating days.

That was all over now though, he had finally achieved what he wanted at least for the most part. The buffoon and the rest of them were far off in the desert at this point and it would take them days to get back. He could only smirk in what formerly was his master and what he no longer had to experience.

No more passive aggressive anger anymore now that Jamil had finally gotten rid that wretched brat. All because of his own carelessness.

He had ordered a few of his mindless servants, once bright Scarabia students to get him an item from the storage room filled with treasures Kalim's father had made him bring with him. He was headed toward one room after gaining what he needed from his servants.

Once he made it there he saw his sweet darling sleeping peacefully, oblivious to all the chaos that had ensued. She hadn't seen the video most likely which he was thankful for. Rhythmatic breathing was signalled by the rise and fall of the blanket she had on her.

Jamil watched for a moment put at ease by the sight alone. He couldn't blame her seeing as she deserved to rest but this couldn't wait a moment longer in his head, he needed to share the news with her first!

"Y/n, wake up my darling," He said quietly being considerate of his volume.

"Ja -mil, what is ... it?" She yawned before fully seeing the display in front of her after her eyes had adjusted.

"Jamil! Wha - what happened to you?"

"I finally achieved greatness, I'm finally sultan!"

"What do you mean your sultan? What happened to Kalim?!" At the sound of his name he sneered.

"He's taking a long trip and won't be back until who knows when, but forget about him. I have a surprise!" He seemed so much more happy then he had ever been in her eyes. She knew something was off about it though the mana radiating from him, how unhinged he seemed, not to mention the black ink like substance coating his arms and floating about him. His whole appearance had changed on its own, she knew this wasn't the Jamil she knew and admired.

"Jamil what have you done? This isn't you. You need to calm down."

"What ever do you mean darling? I've always been this way, and now we can have whatever we want! You no longer have to suffer under that imbecile of a prince! You have me and so many servants who'll be at your back and call!" He had completely lost it in her eyes and she had to try and get him back to his senses.

"Jamil no, Kalim-"

"WHY DO YOU KEEP SAYING HIS NAME?!" His voice boomed down the halls with a god like tone.

"I-" He didn't even let her get a sentence out.

"Don't you think you've suffered long enough under him? Why can't you see I want to be there for you, I want you, everything about you, the way you shower me with compliments isn't enough! I want your attention! You gave him so much can't I get the same?!"

He had dropped something it was a little loud and it caught her attention seeing it glimmer and sparkle. Since his darling's attention was taken away from him he glanced toward the side remembering what it was he forgot. A small detail yet so simple it almost made him laugh.

"I wonder if you know how the Sorcerer of Sand tried to gain the princess's favor?" He said using magic to lift the crown toward him effortlessly.

He made his way over to her the snakes that had formerly been his braided hair, hissing, making an unbearably loud obnoxious sound for her ears. She covered them and closed her eyes hoping this was all just a nightmare to go away when she wakes up.

He took her hand gently invoking her to open her eyes at the feeling of a slimy substance on her fingers. She had to face what she wished was a figment. Gazing directly into the eyes of her former friend. He had a sly smirk on his face as he spoke his next words.

"Please won't you accept this crown." She forgot just how enchanting his voice was. Her eyes went dull, and her expression was calmer.

"Yes, my dear Jamil." She answered immediately without question.

"I'm glad you see things my way."

This would be fine, Jamil had this all planned out. He just had to show her the luxuries she would receive and she'd come to understand. At least one good thing came from all of it as he made her intertwine lips with his own, she wouldn't remember any of it later on. The mind control bits at least, so he couldn't have her knowing the situation and eventually despise him.

No.

If he could just convince her to fall into his temptation as she had did to him. It would be simple.

. . .

They now sat together at a lavish dining display, the sultan smiling at his darling. While his darling showed some discomfort from the snakes that scared her to death.

'It would be fine.' The thought repeating in her head in an attempt to calm down her breathing as she tried to recollect her own memories of how all this came to pass.

"My darling why don't you eat, as much as you want, it's all for you."

She flinched when she heard his voice. It was calmer than before but her unease kept her from feeling safe. When one of the snakes came too close she yelped, the feeling was so strange and unexpected that she had no preparation, though who could have seen any of this coming. He had yelled at her before, she was well aware of that but nothing else afterwards.

"Y/n."

"Y -yes?" She responded without looking at him not even a glance was made that way, but she responded so it was an accomplishment achieved in his eyes. He just had to succeed in calming her frantic nerves.

His mind had already came up with an plan to solve the problem. Slowly but surely he pulled her into his lap and tried cradling like they used to do after frustrating days, venting to one another.

"My deepest apologies, I shouldn't have raised my voice, earlier." She was frigid in his arms, but she wasn't resisting in order to not anger him.

After a few moments of silence he sighed.

"Do you remember, when we were like this? You'd fall asleep after listening to me vent about my day."

She didn't respond but he did feel her relax a little. This was still Jamil, though he was different it was still him. Her mind tried to convince herself of that fact alone. If he knew that fact it had to be him. She was worried though, about Kalim and the others but she didn't dare mention them in fear of him raising his voice or possibly hurting her.

This relationship wasn't ideal, but it was a work in progress for Jamil wasn't one to give up so easily. The temptation he had was right within his arms and all it would take was some time to tempt her into falling for him as well.

Masterlist

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #jamil viper #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere jamil viper

[fallenrepublick]

Oops we've got a live one incoming beep beep boop

So kinda following up on our earlier thoughts about how things progress after Thrass confesses his feelings for you (while you're in a relationship with Thrawn)

At this point, Thrawn still doesn't know what happened, how Thrass accidentally let the words slip after coming to you to apologize about what happened at dinner with that awful woman. You've kept the news to yourself so far, partially because you aren't sure how to handle it, but mostly out of fear that Thrass will be punished for it beyond what he deserves and you don't want that. Things are still...weird, naturally, but you're of the mind that things don't really have to change from how they were before all of this, when everything was normal. Getting back to normal is your goal, before you knew anything about what he felt and you all coexisted just fine. That was normal. Right?

You push back the irrational feelings you had when you met him for lunch, how you were almost hopeful for some reason when he informed you he wasn't going to try dating anyone else. Really you should have been disappointed, or at least tried to encourage him to move on from this by doing so, but you didn't. It was hard for you to discern why, and you made up your mind to do it the next time you met with him.

Which, as it turns out, would be much sooner than you anticipated. You receive a sudden call from Thrawn, who is on a fleet mission somewhere deep within the chaos. He informs you that he suspects an enemy of his may be planning to target you in order to get to him, and that your home is no longer safe. He says that there's a Mitth family safehouse on Copero that you'll be escorted to, and that the escort will likely be Thrass, who may also be targeted if he remains where he is, and as a Syndic of the Mitth has the clearance to access the home.

You tentatively ask him if you'll be alone with him, and for how long. Thrawn's tone suggests he isn't thrilled by the prospect when he confirms that will indeed be the case, and that the exact amount of time is unknown until he gets things sorted out on his end. Your eyes widen, aware that now more than ever you need to tell him. "Thrawn-"

"I'm afraid time is of the essence. Your shuttle will arrive in thirty minutes. Take care, my love."

The call was dropped. Shit. You were panicking now, and not entirely because of the potential danger you were in. You and Thrass were going to be alone in a safehouse, for however long, after he confessed his love for you and you didn't exactly verbally reject him. And as for your heart-

You shook your head. Nope. You weren't going to let your fickle emotions get the best of you. Boundaries. If anything, this would be an ample opportunity to enforce them. It would be fine. You would be fine.

You had just finished packing when you heard the knock at your door right on schedule. Even though you expected to see him there, your chest still tightened when Thrass greeted you. "Ready?"

"No, but I don't really have a choice," you responded a little too honestly.

Thrass actually smiled a little. "My thoughts exactly. It would be nice to have a little more notice for these things once in a while."

"Yeah." There was more you wanted to say, but you opted to wait until after your shuttle arrived at the cruiser that would follow along the Path of Houses and you were comfortably situated. It was a more distinguished vessel than the common-class cruisers you were familiar with, but the seating arrangements were just as if not more close together despite the extra room. The seats, which were really more like sleek sofas, accommodated two people per cabin, and without any armrests or dividers to section off the center, Thrass's thigh was constantly dangerously close to rubbing against your own. Not that it was at the forefront of your mind or anything.

The silence went on for a little longer than was comfortable before you finally decided to break it. "How long will it take to get to Copero?"

"About six hours," he replied.

Wonderful. Well, that gave you plenty of time to discuss what was on your mind... Only, you didn't want to in the slightest. You were exhausted, and there wasn't any harm in waiting until you got to your destination, although there was one thing you needed to find out straight away.

"I don't suppose you told Thrawn about... the incident when you spoke with him?"

You felt his exhale before you heard it.

"I...I was going to, but he insisted there wasn't much time to talk and hung up before I could say anything else."

"Ah. Same here." You kept your head down and fumbled with the hem of your shirt. He was likely just as anxious as you, since he was more or less doing the same with the lining of his robes. He seemed pretty tired as well, even more than you were judging by the heaviness of his eyelids. A nap was definitely on the agenda for you both, but not before you asked one more question. "Did he say anything about the enemy that could potentially attack us?"

Thrass shook his head. "No. I'm hoping he'll give us more details as time goes on." He must have felt you tense up a little, since he then twisted to face you and offered a comforting smirk. "It's a bit nerve-wracking, isn't it?"

"You can say that again."

He smiled. "Don't worry. I'll protect you." You looked down to see that his hand had brushed yours and then pulled back, as though he thought about holding it but then decided against it. "Did you have time to eat? I can order you some food if you like."

It would be so much easier to find him less charming if he wasn't always looking out for you and anticipating your needs like that. Hopefully he'd make up for it by being insufferably annoying once you were living together and getting under each other's skin. He'd spent nights at your home before, but never for such an extended amount of time. Surely, you'd hate each other by the end of it. The thought strangely made you smile.

"I'm okay. I'm more tired than anything, honestly."

"I concur." He opened a side compartment within the wall beside him and retrieved two small plush-looking pillows, handing you one as he situated his own behind his neck. "I'll have to call for blankets, but it will get a little warmer once we've been traveling for a bit longer."

"I don't think that will be necessary." Damnit, Thrass. Again with making your heart melt by- nope. It was clearly time for sleep. You scooted as far off to the side and you could and placed your pillow in the corner. "I'll sleep just fine like this. Wake me up if we're about to die or something."

Thrass chuckled. "Sure thing."

It wasn't long before the both of you dozed off.

~

It was an excellent nap. You felt so well-rested, so cozy... You had no idea how much time had passed, so you opened your eyes to check-

To find that your head was resting snugly against Thrass's shoulder, and his head was resting against your own, pillows all but forgotten. Somehow in the middle of your sleep you had found each other and locked arms, then got plenty comfortable. He was still sound asleep, his soft breaths brushing against your skin as you debated how you could slip away without waking him up, but determined it would be impossible with the way you were supporting him. You sighed softly, trying not to think too hard about how nice this was, and how good he smelled, and how his breath felt-

I'm calling Thrawn as soon as we get to the safehouse, you thought. For now, you were content to sink back into position and close your eyes, resting your hand inside Thrass's open palm. He gripped it in his sleep, slipping his fingers between yours as if on instinct. You sighed once again.

Surely, you would hate each other before long.

(oops this was an idea that turned into a whole-ass thing again lol sorry)

Oh my god...

This had better not be a “and there was only one bed” situations or so help me-

It’s definitely not one of those things but if it were... He’d absolutely insist that you take it, since he’s been charged with taking care of you. But you can’t just let him sleep on the floor, either. He keeps his arms locked at his sides when he’s sleeping, as if his instincts were forcing him not to move a single muscle. You on the other hand, end up turning over and basically snuggling into his side. Whether it’s out of habit or not, he can’t tell, but he has to work hard not to return the hold at all, and it ends up keeping him awake most of the night. You wonder why he always looks so exhausted in the mornings.

#chiss triangle