#horrible exorcist number one

[defeateddetectives]

i almost deleted this like five times and maybe should have but ultimately......didnt

#natsume problems #horrible exorcist number one #natsume yuujinchou spoilers #jic #heart-shaped sunglasses momentarily taking a back seat in favour of lacy gothic veils #the arrow really just. brings it all together.

[qserasera]

and you'd both rather die than be nameless, be nothing (for @defeateddetectives very crunchy tags on this not-essay (x)! :)))

#horrible exorcists #well horrible exorcists number two!!! #natori shuuichi #natsume yuujinchou #my stuff #i rlly feel like i should make one for matoba but im tired!! hahahahaha #sparkles sadly but is also hydrated #look at him!!!! #2k23 bar revival etc #i tried to match the timing of the text but it's all very chaotic inside #much like our man natori lmao

[blue-jisungs]

okay imagine like with svt (either ot13 or minghao jihoon and seungkwan pls) you’re studying for some test in eng / a language other than korean and you go to them with like the tiniest handwriting, tons of notes, all on one page all proud and theyre just like “…now wtf does this say bro” love u axie (if i can call u that) take a rest and i love u sooo so much! u can dm me if my req is a little confusing <33

speaking your native language in their presence ♡

a/n. the way i RAN to write this!! it took a moment ngl but phew, i’m done!! thank you for requesting, hopefully you like it roxie!!! and ofc you can call me axie, it makes my heart melt ngl <3

also i had a race with time to finish it before you go on a hiatus i was STRESSING LMAO but i made it 😌

warnings. cursing >:T

oh and for anyone interested i also have enha && skz && bts versions of this!!

┆彡 SEUNGCHEOL [ 승철 ]

mans so used to talking w you in korean that he kind of??? forgot??

so once you were talking with your mom over the phone and his mouth went ajar

like that man was ready to call the exorcist

and then it clicked and he was like oh ☺️

after the shock went away he swore he fell in love over n over again

loves hearing you talk in your native tongue :(

he’s so entertained by it too, like i swear he’s like a kid (affectionate)

you were laying in seungcheol’s arms, head nuzzled into his neck. his big arms held you tightly and he softly drew shapes onto your skin.

“and… seventeen?” his question made you smile. you translated how the number sounds in your native language.

and cheol started giggling.

“sev…enteen… it’s so.. rustly” he chuckled, attempting to say it “oh! what about our songs?”

“well… hot would be hot” you barely finished and seungcheol was giggling like a teenager. it was so contagious that you couldn’t help but start laughing too. but then he attempted to say it and failed horribly, causing a full on hysteric laughter from both of you.

maybe it was the late hour or his failed attempts. whatever it was, it felt so heartwarming.

he will learn with your help a couple of basic phrases!!

due to his busy schedule he can’t study on his own but once he has some free time he’s doing those duolingo lessons LIKE A FREAK

oh and also

if he’s pouting bc he’s in a bad mood, all it takes is a kiss and a nickname thrown at him in your native language ^_^

┆彡 JEONGHAN [ 정한 ]

he’s like a cat – curious but won’t let it show

shushes everyone in the room if you’re talking to your friends or parents in your native language through the phone :”)

obviously so they hear you better duh (not because he wants to listen, duh)

will learn some phrases on his own so you two can communicate (and cheat) while you’re playing games w his friends hehe

he absolutely fell in love with the kitchen of your home country like 😭😭😭

and and he absolutely adores the names of the dishes, esp when you pronounce them so effortlessly

it unlocked something in him….. sure he had a soft spot for you but now oh boy

“hannie…” you whined, tugging his sleeve.

you had a small fight, well… more of a disagreement: he wanted some ramyeon and you were craving (dish name). obviously he folded in half and knew he’s done for the second the dish name rolled off your tongue so satisfyingly.

“please? we didn’t have it in a while! we can order (dish name no2) too? pleasepleasepleaseee” you pouted. jeonghan sighed dramatically, raising his eyebrows.

“okay. but say it one more time” he grunted, a smile creeping on his face.

“you’re so weird” you mumbled amusingly in your native language and he frowned

“hey, i understood that!” jeonghan scoffed, causing you to chuckle.

he looks at you with literal hearts in his eyes whenever you speak your native language, just saying <\\3

when he’s feeling extremely soft, usually when you’re about to go to sleep cuddled n all, he’ll ask you to just whisper some random stories

it lulls him to sleep so fast

please also caress his hair he’ll melt on spot 🥹

┆彡 JOSHUA [ 조슈아 ]

he knows the struggles of feeling away from home so the second you start feeling homesick he’s there to make you feel better:”)

shua loves hearing you mutter some random words, for example when you’re counting or something

will also ask for music recommendations and he will learn some of the songs so he can sing them while playing the guitar

also he’s INVESTED

like,, shua will watch you scribble down in your mother tongue mesmerised

it’s not that fun, however, when you’re in a rush and you left him a note with a grocery list scribbled down

… and a couple of things in your native language…. messily written that even the translator doesn’t understand it…

“uhhh… y/n, darling?” joshua’s voice rung in your ears as you picked up the incoming face time call. you smiled upon seeing his cute but puzzled face.

“yes, baby? also good morning to you too” you hummed, fixing your earphones. his face lit up upon seeing you

“oh woah, you look good today. but i’m in a bit of a pickle…” he hesitated, the camera turning around. you noticed the note you left behind and your eyes widened upon realising that you wrote some of the items in (language name).

“oh” you giggled.

“oh indeed” he shook his head with a loving smile “and even the translator doesn’t–“

“it’s butter, flour and cucumbers” you explained and joshua let out a dramatic, relieved sigh

he notes down the words after such incidents so he doesn’t have to call you eveytime

and it’s safe to say that he’s build a quite big vocabulary so far

and he’s always so proud like

“hey y/n i bought the (cucumbers in your language) you wanted!” with the widest grin ever

┆彡 JUNHUI [ 文俊辉 ]

my mans woke up one day and decided to learn your language

bought books, textbooks, audiobooks, duolingo plus (or premium, however it’s called) and casually managed to learn A LOT

he just loves the way it sounds and aspires to talk so fluently like you

ofc he knows he still has a lot to learn but don’t underestimate him

and the main reason when he’s gonna use it it’s just… bothering you ^_^

“–and then he gave me flowers! yeah! he’s the sweetest!” you were gossiping with your bestie over the phone, peeking at jun calmly reading a book “ugh, i know! i know, i know, i know, shut up!”

jun just smirked, getting ready to say something.

“trust me, i’d drop on my knee right here right now if i weren’t such a chicken” you giggled and blush creeped on your cheeks when you met your boyfriend’s curious gaze

“i’d prefer to do it, to be honest, but you’re such a cutie” jun said calmly in (language name) and casually returned to his book. your mouth fell ajar as your bestie started squealing over the fact that he spoke (language name)… apparently.

jun just winked and you cleared your throat, hanging up quickly.

“what was that?!” you laughed and he just shook his head with a mischievous smile.

he’s such a gremlin >:(

so yeah, expect him to start spilling tea in your native language as an excuse to 1) spend more time w you 2) practice his skills

but as i said he’s??? like?? almost fluent??? his accent is so so adorable too <|\3

he’s so smug abt it as well

like if you ask him, he’ll pretend like he doesn’t know a thing in (language name)

but if he’s abt to bully you (affectionately) he’ll come up with the most creative nicknames known to a humankind

also, if you have siblings… he WILL gossip w them in your mother tongue too 😐

┆彡 SOONYOUNG [ 순영 ]

oh boy.

he’s so so curious to hear you say even one (1) thing in your language

but totally misses it when you actually say some words throughout the day

obviously knows one word: tiger (wow shocking?!!!)

and uses it sm 😭 he has your contact name written as my tiger but my is in korean and tiger in your native language 🥹

he calls you like that often, it’s like a new nickname for you

he may be not so invested into actually learning it but your culture tho!!! esp dancing n music… sigh <\\3

you stepped into your apartment, the weight of this tiring day on your shoulders. as you lazily took off your shoes and put the bag with groceries into the ground you realised something.

the song playing in the background was strangely similar. suddenly it clicked. it was a popular song by an artist from your country! just when you realised, the sound of shoes squeaking against the wooden floor stopped.

“are you dancing to… (song title)?” you breathed out as your boyfriend popped out from behind the corner.

“yeah! i love the vibe of the song!” he grinned and gave you a welcome kiss. after pulling away you could see the gears were turning in his head “could you translate the lyrics?”

as you made your way to the practice room, you hummed the song underneath your breath. and in this moment soonyoung’s heart skipped a beat.

since that moment it’s like a routine that you sing/hum him to sleep some songs in your native language

or just whisper some stories

he’s out like a baby fr

ALSO

a big enjoyer of the soap operas

he’ll binge them with you or alone and be actually invested in the drama

that’s how he also learned curse words ☺️☺️

┆彡 WONWOO [ 원우 ]

oh my precious nonu :((

he adores it sm when you speak your native language

when you’re shy abt it he just has to use all of his willpower to prevent himself from squealing like a teenage girl

will ask you to teach him and it’s just so so soft *screams*

you’ll be laying in bed, in his arms as you read through the textbook and explain the grammar of the sentence given

and he’ll repeat it in tiny 🥹

it’s so so wholesome

but.

you let out a sigh, the grasp on your mouse tightening. wonwoo noticed and let out a chuckle.

“what’s up?” he asked, peeking at your screen.

“the fucking skeleton won’t leave me alone” you grunted in your mother tongue, earning a gasp from him. suddenly the arrow that the minecraft skeleton shot hit you and you fell down from the tree at top of which were you hiding “fuck!”

“baby!” he laughed hysterically, his head thrown back. your eyes widened, realising the curse words

“sorry! why is this stupid block game making me emotional?! ignore me” you scoffed and he just shook his head, smiling proudly at the new knowledge he obtained.

he finds it so endearing when you swear in your native language 😭😭😭

and it’s such a bad habit, especially when you play games together, that he started doing it too???

wonwoo laughs that you’re a bad influence but secretly he loves the way the curses roll of tongue 😭😭

┆彡 JIHOON [ 지훈 ]

you could sneeze and you’re literally inspiring him to write 82837492 songs

so when he heard you talk in (language name) he was just like in another dimension

he’s smiling like an idiot fr his friends thought something was wrong but it was just you <3

uh however he kind of… never saw your handwriting in (language name)

and once you were studying for an important exam and mans had a heart attack

“hey y/nnie have you seen my…?” his voice died out in his throat upon seeing you and your notes. they were all scribbled in a tiny handwriting in some… letters he didn’t fully recognise. you had like five A4 pages of such notes.

jihoon blinked repeatedly, trying to think if he wasn’t in the sun for too long today – his eyes must be playing a trick on him.

“look! im so happy with the outcome, it looks so cute!” you grinned and turned around to see him almost hyperventilating “hoonie?”

“what–“ he frowned, pointing with his finger at one of the pages. what is going on?

“it’s in (language name), dumbass” you scoffed, everything suddenly making sense to him “it helps me understand stuff better”

“oh” he grunted, shifting his gaze to the page with little drawings “what does it say?”

“oh it’s the–“ you started explaining, throwing in some words in your mother tongue subconsciously. he just smiled and listened attentively.

lmao

regarding that, he enjoys just listening to you as you study and whisper some of the words/sentences in your mother tongue!

it really calms him down and usually puts to sleep to <\\\3

oh oh! and when you caress his hair while doing so… ah, he’s so whipped

he has tons of songs that are unreleased… and yes, you guessed correctly, with your consent he used some of your voice memos n all in the background

the songs are so cute :( he’s really proud of them too!! and it’s so sweet that it’s just… for the both of you <3

please leave in his studio some “i love you!” or “have a good day” sticky notes, preferably in (language name) or with translations?! he’ll melt :[

also another one that reaaaally likes the curse words >:T

┆彡 SEOKMIN [ 석민 ]

from the moment he met you he was always curious about your culture n native language but never pushed you to speak it n all

and gradually while dating him you started using it more and he started paying more attention

like he didn’t notice before that the funny sound you do while dropping something is actually cursing! 😀

what’s surprising, he understands a lot – maybe it’s the context or just some magical powers

but sometimes you can communicate like you say something in (language name) and he answers in korean bc he understood

and he’s so so in love with your accent and the way your face lights up when you speak it your mother of tongue

but for the love of god please – somehow – stop speaking it in your sleep, he’s gonna have a heart attack one day 🥰🥰

dokyeom stirred in his sleep, slowly waking up. he wasn’t sure why but suddenly he heard something.

it was definitely something. he sat straightly, narrowing his brows confused. what is that sound? is that a burglar? or…?

he looked over at you. no, you were sleeping peacefully. seokmin looked around the dark room, his heart speeding up. was this a nightmare? or was he just going insane?

then again. no, it must be someone saying something. something that he can’t understand.

then it clicked and he looked at you. your mouth was moving slightly, incoherent (language name) words being spoken.

he scoffed and went back to sleep, pulling you closer.

it took him so much time to get used to that but anyways 🏃‍♀️💨

and he’ll definitely make fun of you for that too (as if he didn’t have a whole ass jumpscare)

he absolutely adores ballads in (language name), it’s like his new obsession

and he tries to sing them, with the cutest accent ever :(

will occasionally twist some words but it’s okay, he’s enjoying himself 🫶

┆彡 MINGYU [ 민규 ]

this dork

he always acknowledged your native language n all but unlike dk he asks u to speak it 24/7

like, you don’t get it: he’s obsessed.

you could insult him in his face in (language name) and he’ll look at you with hearts in his eyes

he wants to learn it, he really does, but it’s just so frustrating when he fails :(

mingyu was sitting at the dinner table, his food long forgotten while he was biting at the end of the pencil. glasses sitting at the bridge of his nose, brows furrowed.

“gyu? you’re still here?” your voice snapped him back to reality, eyes widening. you rubbed your eyes.

“yeah i just don’t get it…” he whined, shoulders slumping “i understand the words but they don’t make a logical sentence in my head”

“baby…” you chuckled softly and stood behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso and resting your chin on his shoulder.

he grabbed his food, cold now, and slowly chewed on it as you explained everything.

“because look. this word, what does it mean?” you asked, noticing that he’s eating so you just scoffed and continued “girl, right? but this ending here added means girl’s. and this? old. but those letters here? they make it an adjective, so…?”

“older?” he asked, puppy eyes glaring at you with adoration. you nodded with encouragement and he tried again “so… the girl’s older brother had a dog?”

“yeah! good job baby! now let’s go to sleep, hm? i’m tired” you giggled and pecked his cheek. he nodded proudly.

kisses really motivate him btw >:)

he watches those yt videos of people teaching and giving tips but he loves when you give him private tutoring lessons 🫶

will often cook you some regional dishes in return

generally, he enjoys exploring your national cuisine ^_^

also would love to go to (country name) w you and take some pics…

… or propose there

so just go there w him already! 🙄

┆彡 MINGHAO [ 徐明浩 ]

shut up i want him

you’re each other’s private tour guides 😭

museum dates are such a must, and you’re just talking abt something that impacted a certain artwork (like cultural event in history or something) and he just listens genuinely interested!! and vice versa

loves when you read out loud poetry in your native language :(

started taking lessons?? like one day you woke up and he was just on a zoom call saying something like “my name is minghao” with the cutest smile ever

and you’re like?????

he’s such a fast learner 🥹 hao believes it’s because he truly wants to learn in order to communicate with you 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

but that didn’t prepare you for what was about to come next…

don’t let him near your parents. he WILL gossip with them abt you.

“does she swear a lot?” your mom’s voice reached your ears as you walked into the your apartment, grocery bags in your hands. your parents were visiting you and minghao but…

“like a sailor! no, i’m joking. of course she doesn’t. she does snore a lot, though” your boyfriend giggled and you let out a dramatic gasp.

“hao!” you whined and they both looked at you, not really caring that you’re here now.

“i guess she has that after her father” your mom chuckled and minghao noticed her tea is almost finished, so he poured some more in “oh, you’re such a gentleman”

“it would be a crime if i wasn’t in a presence of such an beautiful lady” he hummed and sent you a playful look. you just rolled your eyes and started unpacking the groceries.

“gentleman my ass” you grunted quietly.

“y/n!” your mom frowned and suddenly you heard someone standing up. in no time minghao hugged you from behind, nuzzling his face into your neck

“i just told your mom you don’t swear, honey” he murmured in korean

“well, ass is not a swear word” you pouted. minghao chuckled and helped you unpack the bag.

“you’re right, it’s a part of human body but i am surely more than that” your boyfriend teased and you just nudged his arm, rolling your eyes once again.

i feel like it might take a while but he’ll actually manage to be fluent?

so when you sadly forget a bit of (language name) due to mostly using korean and make a mistake, it’s almost like that mingyu-joshua moment

and hao is the one correcting you 😭

and your just like?? excuse me?? it was just a mispronunciation🙄☝️

but he doesn’t let it go and teases you >:(

┆彡 SEUNGKWAN [ 승관 ]

he straight up asked you one day to teach him some (language name) bc he thought it sounded cute <|3

and you’re like 🥹 yeah 🥹

but uh, he’s not a very patient student and gives up quickly 😭😭

but it’s okay!! he tried n also has a busy schedule so it’s understandable

nevertheless, he still adores when you speak your mother tongue

esp when you call him nicknames sigh

however our lovely boo kind of forgot how the written letters vary from spoken words

“what are you doing?” seugkwan hummed intrigued upon seeing you scribble something on paper. you looked up and met his soft gaze.

“oh, this? this is a crossword! korean ones are still too difficult for me so my friend sent me a couple of those in (language name)” you explained and tapped the paper with the tip of your pencil. he frowned, looking at the letters in brackets

“what the fuck” kwan grunted confused. not only he didn’t recognise some of the letters but it was also the fact that they were going vertically. you scoffed and let out a sudden gasp, filling in a new word. seungkwan watched you amused, how swiftly you wrote down the letters on paper “what is it?”

“it’s umm, a historical reference. a surname of one guy, you know” you hummed. seungkwan sat down next to you and watched you fill the crossword, occasionally translating the questions and words you put in while you explained what they meant and why were they the answer.

in no time this turned into a couple activity: sometimes like this, sometimes he did a korean one and you watched, sometimes you solved them at the same time - him in korean, you in your mother tongue

he learned a lot of words thanks to this

and he has the cutest accent ever like i swear 🥹

seungkwan loves watching soap operas too like he lives for the drama

often repeats (shouts) what the characters are shouting too LMAO

so you’re chilling and suddenly you hear “get out of my house! now!” with his accent

also watches movies n animations in (language name) to learn some new words

he knows all the disney songs in (language) and majority of them he knows by a heart <\3

so you just sometimes blast let it go or under the sea in (language name) and sing along >_<

┆彡 VERNON [ 버논 ]

this menace

he’s so chill about it

secretly loves when you accidentally sneak some words in your language it’s just so adorable

or when you forget a word and try to describe it… n then you give up and say it in (language name) just to see him smile <\\\\3

he decided that he’ll learn some random words??? like for example he just likes how umbrella sounds in (language name) so he just?? learned how to spell and say it

and uses it in random moments too like he’s so goofy <\3

you were casually chatting with his members, a raging discussion about whether mint chocolate ice cream is such a controversial topic in your country as well.

“i wouldn’t say so? people don’t… really care? a lot of people i know like it, actually! a bigger dispute would rather be some casual stuff like, do you sleep in socks or not… or which goes first: cereal or milk” you explained, looking at vernon. you could almost hear gears turning in his head, knowing what’s about to come

“toothpick” he said in (language name) suddenly, causing everyone to look at him confused. you started laughing at how serious he was when he said it; he started laughing too, it was simply contagious.

his friends looked at you completely flabbergasted, not sure what happened.

“i think they officially lost it” minghao mumbled, a smile creeping on his lips as you and vernon laughed like maniacs.

he always finds the most unfunny memes funny, like it could be even a meme from 2015 and he’d laugh

sends them to you too

and surprisingly?? he’s on track with the newest memes in your country like??

will know the most basic phrases too but sometimes mixes them

do you hand him a piece of orange bc he asked you to and then he goes “goodbye”

and you’re like?? 😭

but he tried okay?!

┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]

chan is super hyped about hearing you talk in (language name), it just amazes him how easily you switch between languages

but he never asked u to speak to him bc he didn’t want to feel you pressured or something

but whenever at home you just forget a word he loves when you say it in (language name) even if he doesn’t understand shit

or when you’re just so excited and into a convo and you don’t notice that you sneaked a few foreign words :”)

he always repeats them after you quietly ^_^

one day though, he’s just feeling soft and tired and his brain shut off

“y/n… can you say something in (language name)?” chan whispered suddenly, forcing his eyes to open and peek at you. you hummed, pushing some stray strands of hair that fell onto his forehead. laying on your sides but facing each other, chan noticed how your cheeks flushed pink.

“well… you’re not going to understand me anyways but… i love you. so, so much. i’m so grateful to have you in my life, you make me feel at ease. i can’t imagine my life without you…” you hummed and he noticed how your voice broke when you started the next sentence “and it hurts me to see when you put too much pressure on yourself, baby. you think you’re not good enough but to me, your members and your fans… and literally everyone else, you are. you so are, channie…”

he panicked once you teared up, fully awake. chan pulled you closer, calming you down

“i’m sorry” he mumbled, heart breaking at the sound of your sobs. you just scoffed, shaking your head

“don’t apologise, i just love you so much” you mumbled into his shirt and he swore he was about to melt.

i feel like deep down he knew what you meant <\3

anyways,,

if he hears about one (1) event even slightly connected with (country name) he’ll drag you there so you can feel at home for a moment (as if he’s not your home) and also translate some stuff for him

absolutely loves when you call him nicknames in your mother tongue, like

you could call him the goofiest and cheesiest nickname and he’s squealing like a teenage girl

but then he calls you the same or finds some new nicknames on the internet

sometimes to make you laugh or confuse he’ll put a sentence or a question to google translate and it’ll just… translate it so bad

“what do you mean ‘where’s the broccoli dog??’” you frown and he just laughs his ass off bc 1) it mistranslated OR 2) he purposely put some silly stuff to make you puzzled

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[haveyouseenthishorrormovie]

[...] We as humans, do love our categories. After all we sit and watch a movie called say "It's Just One Look". That title doesn't tell us much about what we're about to watch. Maybe I'm interested in something arty and introspective, or something light-hearted and romantic. Maybe I want to be chilled or thrilled. Or maybe I just go in blind and open myself up to liking whatever as offered to me. Subgenre is significant for these reasons, but it's not really not very cut and dry. Silence of the Lambs has been widely claimed to be the first and only horror film to win Best Picture and according to the Wikipedia page about the Academy Awards best picture, only five other horror movies have ever been nominated. Those other movies were The Exorcist, Jaws, The Sixth Sense, Black Swan and Get Out. But there are other nominees for best picture I would say that are being left out of that horror list: A Clockwork Orange, Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolf? Deliverance, One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, Taxi Driver, Fatal Attraction, Schindler's List, Fargo, No Country for Old Men, The Hurt Locker, Precious, A Serious Man, 127 Hours, 12 Years a Slave, Room, Parasite, Joker and Nightmare Alley. None of those movies fall directly into line with what we think of as horror, either because of soundtracks, lighting, special effects or camera movement. But they're all unnerving scary films, and they deal with the same tropes and archetypes the classic horror films deal with. And yet, I'm still not sure why Silence of the Lambs is a horror film. Is it because the extremeness of the violence depicted? I mean, if we want to draw lines here like Silence of the Lambs to me, more closely resembles a crime procedural. Like he could have just been CSI Ohio. And here I land on this week's film Freaks. Definitely part of the horror genre based on general cultural agreements. Like a Slasher B-movie, the shitty people are super shitty and they get what's coming to them in horrible ways. It's grotesque and moody, and like the best horror films, it's campion, subversive. But would I call it a horror film? Like strictly speaking, maybe not, but I think that judgment will differ from person to person. And I honestly love the stretchiness this of the horror label. Like almost everything's a horror movie. Even people who think they don't like horror actually love it because almost everything overlaps the horror genre. You seen a ton of horror movies in your life, even if you think you haven't seen a one.

- Jeffrey Cranor, Random Number Generator Horror Podcast No. 9, ep. 200 - Freaks (1932) (aired 20th Feb 2024) Lightly edited

#not a poll #in relation to recent discussions about horror genre and i thought about sharing this here a week ago when i heard it #mod sus

[s-creations]

Comes in Waves - Canon Divergence

Entries for the 2024 RadioStatic Week.

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Rating: Teen and Up Audience Relationship: Alastor/Vox Additional Tags: Cursing, Angst, Fluff and Angst, I'll try and write a good mix of both happy and sad, They're both idiots when it comes to love.

For the record, Vox thought this was a fucking stupid idea. 

He and the other Vees should be back at the tower. Watching what was about to go down instead of being on the front line. But Velvette just had to put her foot in all of their mouths. When Carmilla had ‘graciously’ informed the other Vee what was going to happen at the hotel, finishing with “Surely your attitude could lend some help on the field.” ,Velvette just had to make her stand. Which also meant that Vox and Valentino were roped into this as well. 

Fucking Hell, this was horrible. But there was little Vox could do about it now as he watched the portal to Heaven open up. Heart racing as numerous Exorcists poured out and headed directly to the hotel.

“Here they come.” Someone unhelpfully provided, but Vox didn’t turn to find out who. 

He was already charged, fangs bared as the first Exorcists engaged. The Cannibals took down the first few easily. Those flying after directed to the main group. 

Vox barely dodges the sword’s arch, gaining enough of an open to dig his claws into the angel’s skin. Delivering a high voltage to his attacker that caused them to scream in pain and step away.

Leaving their sword stuck in the ground. 

Vox didn’t waste time. Picking it up and plunging it straight through its original owner's heart. Taking small satisfaction in watching them drop. 

That was forgotten for a moment as a dark dome encompassed the area. Vox watching as those Exorcists who were about to enter were either cut in half or squashed when they ran into the obstacle. 

“Step one is lowering numbers and separation. They’ll be sending their fastest fighters first to deal out quick damage before the heavy hitters come in. Alastor will create a barrier around the hotel to cause that separation. While it’s up, focus on taking down the numbers that got in.”

Vox let out a huff as he scanned the battlefield. It was a mess of different fractions struggling to survive and come out on top. Velvette and Valentino had teamed up, the former providing cover while Valentino shot his way through. The same could be said about Charlie and Vaggie, just replace the gun with a spear. Husk was providing arial support, with Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb delivering massive ground coverage. 

Niffty was running around, gleefully stabbing angels that had already fallen. Sir Pentious barked orders from the balcony while his Egg Minions rushed around to offer aid. The Cannibals were honestly just biting the closest thing that moved. Thankfully, it seemed to alway be an Exorcist.

And Alastor…

Vox’s attention flicked to the top of the hotel, where he knew the Radio Demon stood. Watching. Waiting. Eyes no doubt trained on the largest angel up there. A small part of Vox felt that he shouldn’t be so worried. It was Alastor after all, the Radio Demon. He could handle himself. He’d proven that time and time again. This was just another stoll for him. 

Except he’s never fought an angel before. Let alone fucking Adam of all souls.

“Oi, Vox!” 

The Media Overlord winced as an Exorcist was shot in the head. Taking a step back to avoid being downed by the dead angel. Heart hammering, he looked back to find Valentino blowing the smoke from the gun barrel. Velvette glaring at the Media Overlord, clearly pissed.

“Get your fucking head out of your ass and focus.” She shouted before they went off to take down a few more angels. 

Taking a few deep breaths, Vox attempted to find a target or someone to help.

Only for his attention to go do the barrier after a loud ‘crack!’ sounded around them. Worry grew as the protection started to crumble away. Adam’s face cracked into a triumphant smile as he instantly went for the rooftop. 

“Fuck…” Vox whispered out. 

Alastor was by himself. 

By himself facing Adam. 

“If the barrier is broken, and it probably will be, Alastor is our best bet to keep Adam busy. No offense to the rest of you Overlords, but I’ve never seen you in battle before. I know Alastor’s power. Plus, with him making the barrier, Adam will be gunning for him, no doubt. All you have to do, Alastor, is keep him busy.”

“Are you saying I can’t take this angel down on my own?”

“I’m saying that we need to play this safe. Especially if you’re taking him on, alone.”

“Fuck.” 

Before he could really think about what he was doing, Vox was running towards the hotel. The brick and mortar on the side of said building crumbling away as live wires sprouted from the newly created hole. The Media Overlord grabbing onto them the next second and launching himself up to the roof. 

It wasn’t the most graceful of landings. Having to do a random tuck roll to avoid smashing his screen. But he was saved from the embarrassment given the fact everyone was too focused on their own fight. Vox ducked behind the hotel’s sign and rooftop windows as he searched for Alastor. 

Well, ‘searched’ wasn’t the best word. More watched in fascination as Alastor faced Adam. While it was pretty clear the angel was used to just swinging his weapons around at random, Adam wasn’t used to an actual fight. Against someone who could fight and had to fight on an almost daily basis to survive. 

Even the dialogue swapped between them wasn’t comparable. Alastor was smooth and to the point, able to hit right where it hurts. 

Adam continued to flounder, grasping at such basic insults that all he could really blurt out was, “Fucking Red!”

Between the barrage of attacks and his inability to focus, Adam wasn’t prepared as a familiar shadow tentacle to wrap around him. Sending said angel in the hotel’s sign. 

Vox was very happy that he had inched away from there as that impact almost split the sign in half. 

Alastor didn’t hold back on the mocking laugh, “Poetry! What a way with words you have.” 

Emerging from the floating debris and electrical sparks, Adam got back onto his feet easily. Ax held tightly in hand,  he took to the skies once more. “I’m going to wipe that shitty smile from your face. Because radio is fucking dead!”

Vox barely had time to duck down behind his cover before Adam’s attack landed. Feeling the actual building beneath him shake. Taking a deep breath, the Media Overlord peeked out again…only for his heart to stop. 

The roof of the hotel now carried two deep gashes in the roof, dug out on either side of Alastor. It was clear that whatever the Radio Demon had done was enough to keep himself safe. But his microphone had not fared as well. Completely in half with black essence dripping from it, which hissed softly when it made contact with the building. 

“What just happened?” Alastor asked to the open air, eyes eventually landing on his broken tool. “...Fuck.”

To caught up in his loss, Alastor seemed to have missed the point where Adam was winding up for another attack. The angel’s ax sparking with more power than the previous charge. 

But Vox saw. 

He was fully aware as to what was about to happen. 

Alastor’s not going to survive this.

Why wasn’t Alastor looking up? He was still in the middle of a fight. Look up you idiot!

This is going to kill him.

How can you claim to be so powerful yet so oblivious during such an important fight!

He wouldn’t survive this if it landed. 

Was Alastor really going to let himself be taken down by an angel after that show?

Wait…if it landed.

That moron. 

He’s a moron. 

Fuck it. 

With clarity like he’d never held before, Vox ran out from behind his barrier. Neither of the other occupants had seen him. Which was a small blessing as he now held an element of surprise to use for his advantage. 

Just as Adam swung his ax, Vox had wrapped his arms around Alastor. The Radio Demon finally looked up from his broken toy to fix Vox with a look of confusion. Unable to get out his question before a barrier of wires erupted between the Overlords and the angel. 

Vox knew it wouldn’t be enough. But it was the best he could make. 

Adam’s attack sliced through the wires like it was nothing, but did thankfully reduce the damage it could cause. It didn’t make it hurt any less when Vox’s back was sliced open. At least he and Alastor were still alive. 

The blow caused both Overlords to fly back, hitting the back of the hotel’s roof with a pained grunt. Vox found he couldn’t move. Either because the attack damaged something vital or he was in too much pain. Left to lay against Alastor uselessly as the Radio Demon attempted to recover quickly. 

“What the fuck did you just do?” Was the first thing out of Alastor’s mouth. 

Vox just let out an exhausted laugh as he looked up. He couldn’t catch his breath. “W-What? You upset you c-can’t cause this kind of…d-damage to me? …F-Fuck this hurts…”

The Media Overlord let out a groan as the world shifted around him. Now cradled in Alastor’s arms as he frantically looked the injured demon over. Who noticed how pinched the smile was, how Alastor’s hands gripped him tightly. 

“H-Hey, don’t freak out Bambi, I-I’m okay.”

“Your back is sliced up and you can’t move,” Alastor hissed, “You expect me to believe that.”

“...Kind of?” Vox smirked back. The uncomfortably familiar taste of copper filled his mouth. That’s not good. “I-I’ll be okay, really… You need to f-focus…”

“I’m not leaving you like this.”

“I-I think you have to…” 

“Aww, well isn’t this fucking cute? NOT!” Adam landed on the roof before the two demons. Pretending to gag before continuing. “This your little boy toy? Little sacrifice for you, turning you on? …Demons are into that, right? Sacrifices and what not.” 

The air around them became filled with static. Vox watched as the familiar dials replaced Alastor’s eyes as the Overlord glared the angel down. The Media Overlord pulled closer as if to get him further away from Adam. 

“I̳̿͟͞ w̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞ m̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞k̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞ r̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞g̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞ t̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞s̳̿͟͞.” 

“Oooh, big tough guy got his feelings hurt cuz I broke two of your play things?” Adam laughed, “If you actually put up a decent fight, maybe this would have turned out differently.” 

Alastor let out a hiss, teeth bared at the angel. Vox tensed slightly, feeling a cooling sensation beginning to envelope him. Worried that he’d been further injured than he’d originally thought. Only to relax as shadows began to enclose around him and Alastor. 

“I hate to take a break in the action,” said Alastor with as much disdain he could squeeze into his words, “But we’ll have to take a short commercial break before the show can resume.” 

As they sunk into the shadows, Vox heard Adam’s condescending “Bye bitch!” before being swallowed by the darkness. When he could see again, he found they’d been moved to the entrance of the hotel. Mainly at the top of the stairs, tucked away in a dark corner. 

Vox couldn’t help but hiss in pain as a hand just barely touched the gash. “E-Easy, I’m already in enough pain.”

“Shut up.” Alastor snapped back.

“I’m fine-”

“Stop talking.”

“Seriously, I just n-need to-”

“W̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞ y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞ b̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ q̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞ f̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞ o̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞c̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ i̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞ y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞ m̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞s̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞b̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ e̳̿͟͞x̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞s̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞c̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ a̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞d̳̿͟͞ l̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞ m̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ t̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞k̳̿͟͞!” 

Vox snapped his mouth closed as Alastor glared down at him. Okay, so, maybe the Radio Demon was more upset than he’d originally planned on. Which, to be honest, he didn’t think Alastor would be upset period over seeing his rival in pain. Vox fully expected to be tossed aside to let Alastor get his second wind while the Media Overlord escaped to lick his wounds. 

This…was not in his original plan.

Mismatched eyes flickered up to Alastor’s ears. Which were pinned back as far as they could go. “Y-You’re really upset…”

“...You fucking idiot.” Vox didn’t fight it as he was pulled close once more. Even allowing himself to relax into the hold as Alastor pressed his forehead against the flat screen. “What were you thinking?”

“T-That you weren’t going to s-survive that…” 

Alastor let out a humorless chuckle, “And you were?”

“H-Hey, I’m still breathing.”

“Barely.”

“I’ll b-be fine.”

“You keep saying that.”

“Because it’s true.” 

They fell silent as an explosion sounded from outside, quickly followed by a roar. 

“You n-need to get back out there.” Vox said, trying to prop himself up. 

“I need to make sure you’re okay first.”

“This isn’t up for discussion Bambi.”

“You’re right, it’s not. So stop moving so I can see how bad it is.”

“Would you-” 

The moment was interrupted once again when something large and heavy came barreling into the front of the hotel. Vox was pulled back against Alastor as the shadows swallowed them once more. The former just making out a downed winged beast and Vaggie falling into the lobby proper before he was consumed into the darkness once more. 

Light returning showed they were now in the surrounding forest. Vox still able to see the hotel and battle, but far enough that he doubts he’d be in further danger. Unless the Exorcists won and left the confines of the hotel. 

“Alastor-”

“You’ll be safe here. At the very least…you’ll be far enough away that I can focus better on the fight.” 

Vox let out a hiss as he was laid down. Watching as Alastor removed his jackets, folded it up, and placed it behind the other demon’s head. A hand lingering to rub a thumb along Vox’s screen. Who had no issues leaning into the touch. 

“...Kick their asses, yeah?” Vox offered in a small whisper. 

“That was the plan,” Alastor replied with a gentle smile, “I’ll be back for you once this is over.”

“You’d better be…” Reaching up, Vox gently took the hand resting against his screen and brought it closer to his lips. Pressing the back of Alastor’s hands to them before letting go. “I’m expecting a show until then.” 

“Well, I’d hate to disappoint.” 

Vox could only watch as Alastor sunk into the shadows once more, alone this time. Leaving the other demon to rest against the tree. Who was fighting to remain conscious, eyes following what was happening below him as best he could while his vision blurred. 

A strange chirping pulled Vox away from the battle. Finding a familiar formed shadow hovering over him. 

“Ah…Alastor sent you, didn’t he?” 

The shadow didn’t reply back. 

“Okay… I’m okay…” 

He fell into the awaiting darkness. 

He let out a small groan feeling something touch his back. 

“I have you…”

He heard people talking. About what, he couldn’t say. But he couldn’t seem to care.

“I wish you could hear this nonsense…”

He felt something brush against his screen.

“You can wake up now… Please.”

He was warm. Comfortable. 

“Don’t make me wait too long for you…”

He felt someone holding his hand. 

“Vox… You need to wake up…”

Vox let out a small groan as he powered on his screen. His limbs felt heavy as he moved them to rub his eyes. As best he could anyway. The whole screen thing made it rather difficult. Moving slowly, he sat up, barely paying attention to the sheets that slid off him and pooled into his lap. Taking a deep breath, Vox finally opened his eyes to look around. 

He was in a bedroom. It was decked out in varying hues of deep reds with accents of black. He was currently resting in a large canopy bed, the curtains drawn and tied back with gold rope. Large armchairs faced the fireplace, which was currently unlit. An overstuffed bookshelf had been placed opposite from the foot of the bed. Next to it was a large wardrobe with a full length mirror. 

The walls were filled with numerous pictures and mounts of both animal and demon heads. Only bare for the furniture and the ornate black door that no doubt led to some kind of exit. 

“Not my first choice in decorations…” Vox muttered softly. He pulled the blankets off and shuffled over to the large mirror. 

He looked horrible.

The wound had been dressed, with wrappings covering his entire middle, leaving just enough room for his arms to be exposed. His skin, which was usually a deep navy blue, was ashened. The embedded lights flickering weakly. His face was barely visible, due to how low the light on his screen was. He didn’t have any more energy to light it further. 

Giving a small scoff to himself, Vox made for the door. 

He paused before gripping the handle when he heard music coming from the other side. Jazz, Vox guess, songs that he’d not heard before.

There’s no way he was…

Vox opened the door and stepped into a parlor. Same design as the bedroom, deep reds with black accents. It was spacious and comfortable, homey. The closest you could get when in Hell. A small kitchen that was connected to a dining area. Enough room for two to three people at a time to move around comfortably. Further along, the room changed to that of an open bayou. Vox smells the damp earth and even hears the chirps of creatures that he knew weren’t actually there. 

Sitting at the small dining table, cup half way to his lips, was Alastor. Red eyes wide as he stares Vox down. Who can only look back, frozen to the spot. 

“Um…hi?” Vox weakly offered. 

“...Hello. Care to join me?” Alastor offered, gesturing to the chair across from him. 

Realizing he didn’t have much of a choice, Vox took it. Closing the bedroom door behind him. He cautiously approached the table, eyeing Alastor before sitting down. Thankful that the chair was padded and didn’t bother his wound. 

Vox twitched in surprise when a plate appeared before him. It was filled with small tea cakes and sandwiches made with ingredients that he couldn’t recognize. Picking one up, Vox looked it over before casting his eyes over to Alastor. 

“None of it is sinner meat,” was the quick reply, “I’m not that cruel.”

That was enough for Vox. His composure to look put together fell away when he took the first bite, stomach squeezing and moaning as if to signify how long it had been since he’d last eaten. He didn’t care how he looked as he tried to stuff as much into his mouth as possible. All Vox could focus on was keeping his mouth full. Unaware that the plate continuously filled itself back up with every piece that was eaten. 

The music continued on.

Vox only slowed down long enough to down some water, by some it was a few glassfuls worth, before going back to eating. 

Alastor didn’t say a word as he nursed his own cup of tea. Eyes pointedly looking away to let Vox eat without an audience. 

Eventually, Vox leaned back into the chair, hand on his stomach as he finally reached his fill. Eyes closing as he settles in to let it all digest. 

“Feeling better?” Alastor asks, placing his cup down. 

“Yeah… Thanks.” 

“Good. With that out of the way.” 

The calming atmosphere suddenly disappeared when Vox found himself trapped in the chair. Wide eyes going up to the Radio Demon, whose face was already beginning to twist. Alastor leaned closer with his hands digging into the chair’s arms. 

“Where do you get off,” Alastor hissed out, “Taking an attack for me.”

Vox frowned back, “You’re telling me you wanted to die?”

“You have no proof that would have happened.” 

“That attack only did the damage it did to me because I was able to make a barrier. You didn’t even have your magic raised! You were just a sitting duck, you moron!” Vox’s bravado fell away when Alastor let out a hiss, inching closer. 

“Mind your words.”

Vox frowned softly, turning his attention away from the other. “...Why are you upset?”

That caused Alastor to pull away, putting on an air of standoffishness. “I’m not.”

“You almost went full Radio Demon on me and you expect me to believe that? Why are you upset? Is it because I stole your thunder?”

“No.”

“Because I saw you lose?”

“I didn’t lose.” 

Vox rolled his eyes. “Sure, whatever…” 

He shifted to sit better in the chair, involuntarily letting out a small hiss of pain. Looking back up, Vox froze, finding Alastor’s eyes had returned to him. Ears flat on his head while red eyes darted around the Media Overlord. 

“...Were you…scared for me?”

“Yes.”

Silence.

The music continued on.

“...Alastor…I said I was fine-”

“Do not.” Alastor hissed out. Not out of anger towards Vox, but out of fear. The Radio Demon turned away so his back faced Vox.

The record scratched. The music stopped. 

“You were…passed out when I returned to the forest. I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know how deep that gash was. You didn’t respond to anything I tried. We didn’t have a hotel to return to, it had been destroyed during the fight, but you needed somewhere safe to recover.” 

Vox slowly stood and cautiously made his way over to Alastor. Whose back was still facing him. 

“I overreacted, I know I did. Your business partners wanted to take you back to your stupid tower. I should have let you go, but the thought of you being so far away from me was… I hated it. So I fought for you to stay here. More like threatened to bite their hands off if they reached for you. But the warning did its job well.”

Still moving cautiously, Vox moved to stand next to the other. Turning to look Alastor in the face as best he could. Finding the other demon’s eyes closed, a comforting smile weighing on him. 

Alastor’s eyes snapped back open, causing Vox to take a tentative step back. The Radio Demon followed until the other had his back pressed against the wall. Holding back a flinch as a hand reached up to brush across his screen. Involuntarily, Vox closed his eyes as he leaned into the touch, sighing softly. 

“If I was…scared…how would that make you feel?” Alastor asked, his voice barely a whisper. 

“...Confused?” Vox weakly started, “Because I have no reason to believe that you should be worried about me.”

“I should say the same about you. You left the battlefield specifically to oversee my fight against Adam. I fully planned on facing him alone, I was ready to handle the outcome delivered to me. Yet here you come, racing over to act as a shield for an attack meant for me. Someone you called a rival.” 

Vox looked away, still allowing the hand to rest on his screen. “You broke us off all those years ago…and then left… I thought you wanted to get away from me. I thought you hated me.” 

“...I don’t.” 

A heavy sigh sounds, “Sure feels like it.” 

“...Have I ever told you why I smile?”

Vox looked back up at that, brows furrowed in confusion. “No…”

Letting out a small hum, Alastor gently pulled Vox away from the wall. With a wave of his hand, the music returned once more, filling the air with a slow waltz instead of jazz. Vox didn’t argue as one of his hands was claimed, flushing slightly when Alastor’s other one rested on his waist. The Media Overlord resting his free hand on the Radio Demon’s shoulder. 

As if they’d only done this just the other day, they easily fell into step. Vox felt a little tense at first but relaxed as the second song came around. 

“I smile because it’s a weapon like anything else,” Alastor said softly, “I keep everyone on their toes when I’m around because no one knows what I’m thinking. A smile makes everyone assume that I’m in control of the situation. A smile can offer comfort or terror depending on who it’s directed to.”

Vox frowned, “Okay…” 

“I always hold my cards close to my chest. Always. I never like anyone having something over me. Manipulation is my tactic, no one else’s.” 

“What point are you trying to make here?”

“I thought I was playing my game as safely as I could. Perhaps in my stubbornness I became a little…short sighted.” 

Vox frowned, “Is…someone blackmailing you?”

“In a way.” 

That caused the Media Overlord’s heart to freeze. “Wha- Who? Who in all of Hell would be dumb enough to tangle with an Overlord. More specifically, you.”

Alator’s smile thinned as his eyes flickered away. 

“...Is it not someone from Hell? Did you run into an angel? Alastor-”

“I left because I became…short sighted. In my attempts to appear untouchable, I loosened my grip…and someone stole a card from my hand. Yes, I left our relationship and I disappeared because of you. But not from hate or displeasure. The time I had with you is not something I would trade for anything.”

“Then…why?” 

Alastor turned his attention back to Vox, “Come now, you’re not that dense. I can’t always spell things out for you.” 

“You never have.” Vox argued back, but muddled over what had been said. Figuring Alastor wouldn’t be ‘allowed’ to offer more insight to his predicament. 

His eyes widened slightly in understanding. Raising his screen to stare Alastor down. 

“Did…someone threaten me?”

The tight smile returned. “I had unknowingly painted a bullseye on your back.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because, I’m ashamed to admit, I panicked. I just had a desire to put as much space between me and you. When I returned, I figured it would be better to have you hate me to keep that distance. …I didn’t think you and your business partners would have joined this fight.” 

Vox rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well, that’s what happens when Velvette runs her mouth… You were really okay with me hating you for all eternity just to keep me safe.”

“Yes.”

“You…fucking idiot.” Vox laughed softly, shaking his head. “How can you be a serial murderer yet a martyr at the same time?”

“I care for only a few lives in this place. I will always act as a shield for them.”

“Bleeding heart.” Vox couldn’t stop the yelp that left him as he was suddenly dipped down to the floor. Shifting his hand on Alastor’s shoulder to now wrap the whole arm around the other demon. The Media Overlord looked up with wide eyes. 

“Those are the best kind to devour.” Alastor commented smoothly. 

“Yeah, I remember that…” 

Vox was slowly brought back up onto his feet once more. Relaxing as he found his balance. Both demons were content with just swaying slowly where they stood. 

“I hope you understand that, now that you’ve told me a bit as to what’s going on, you’re not getting rid of me.” Vox stated definitely. 

“I figured as much.”

“And you’re not going to run away again. Are you?”

“It was not in my immediate plans, no.”

“I suppose that’s the best I’m going to get…” 

“Suppose so. …How about this as consolation?” 

Vox tensed suddenly feeling lips cover his, relaxing the next moment as he kissed back. Arms moving to gently wrap around the other, eyes closing as Alastor’s hands rested on his hip. Both didn’t seem to hear the static as the music paused in its progression. 

When they pulled apart, Vox kept his eyes closed. Content in allowing Alastor to press his forehead against the screen.

“How was that?”

“Better than I remembered.”

“Good.”

And the music continued on.

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[helluvatired]

talking about the seven deadly sins of the hellaverse

i really hope that the other deadly sins who have not yet appeared are horrible people or even worse than mammon

don't get me wrong, i loved the fact that asmodeus is consent king (it made my week when i saw it for the first time, i felt so happy!) and it was a nice surprise to know that beelzebub is friendly and cared about blitzo's well-being and appears to have no prejudice against imps and hellhounds. and lucifer just wanted to give knowledge and free will to humans and now he's working hard to be a good father

it's a great storytelling, and it makes me want to know more about the characters' pasts.

like for example, were asmodeus and beelzebub wronged in the same way as lucifer for questioning or did they actually fucked up a bit? why don't the three not explicitly appear to be the embodiment of a *sin* like mammon? they were always like this and what heaven was corrupt and unfair and distorted what really happened? have they always been open-minded with hellborns or has that changed over time? why?

i really hope that many of these questions are answered later in one of the series, it has a lot of potential and would make the characters deeper!

and now about mammon and the other sins who have not yet appeared:

i think it would be cool for the other sins to be horrible and really powerful, as a major threat

in both helluva and hazbin there are characters who are not at the top of the hierarchy and can be intimidating and change this pyramid a little, like striker and carmilla with the angelic weapons, moxxie's father's plan in s02ep06

alastor uses emotional manipulation tactics with people he knows are more powerful than him, that's how he got the deal with charlie and managed to get on lucifer's nerve in hell's greatest dad

and the whole scheme that valentino managed to do with angel to the point where he was afraid that charlie could be hurt and kicked her out of the studio (this actually deserves a post just about it in the future)

and all of this is incredible and very well done! there are other ways to be in control and have power

but i miss characters who are a threat as much as power and emotional, someone at the top of the hierarchy, at least in the hierarchy of hell

like how exorcists were feared before they discovered their weakness, or those angels that lucifer is afraid of because of what they could do to charlie in more than anything.

it makes it seem like a threat because we don't know how powerful this character is, we don't know their limits, we don't know what could happen

i think that having these two types of antagonists (those who are at the top of the hierarchy and those who can be a threat even though they are not at the top) makes the series much deeper and more complete

i'm curious about mammon's plan and i hope he's planning big things too

i also think it is more believable to also have more powerful beings who have fallen because they are genuinely bad people, and not just the sinners, overlords and hellborns who can be evil. just like in heaven there are bad people and good people

i also don't think there's a way to have a good trait in wrath and envy lol

we already have 3 sins that are not evil, and one as an antagonist, so i think it would be cool to have more villains/antagonists to be more balanced and believable

and since seven is an odd number, maybe the sin of sloth could be totally neutral, are they just too lazy to choose sides? that would be cool and funny i think xD

anyway, that's all i had to say. if anyone made it to the end, thank you for reading! c:

#my post #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #hazbin hotel constructive criticism #helluva boss constructive criticism #helluva boss beelzebub #helluva boss asmodeus #helluva boss mammon #lucifer morningstar #suggestion

[stusautisticgf]

stu macher smut and fluff oneshot

DISCLAIMER: this work contains dubious consent as verbal consent is not given, but the reader enjoys it

KINKS: knife play, exhibitionism, mask kink, masochism, sadism, predator/prey, body worship

it’s been long day after long day. you’ve been trying to save up for a new car since you totaled your first one in the first week you got it.

it’s just for a little bit, just a few more weeks.

it’ll all be worth it when you’re able to buy the car you’ve been eyeing for the last few months.

you kick your shoes off and start getting ready for bed. you gather your pajamas; a long white nightgown decorated with pink flowers that reached down to your mid-calf.

after washing your face, you make some popcorn. you wish your parents were here, but your mom and dad are at a work party. it seemed like they cared about work more than you these days.

soon, the popcorn gets done and you take it off the stove, putting it into a bowl. you sit down on the couch and start flickering through the channels. you see that the exorcist is on, one of your favorites. you watch it, even though the good parts were cut out to make it suitable for tv. you had finished your popcorn and the commercials just started, the perfect opportunity to get a refill. as you get up, you hear the phone ring.

“hello”

“hello there who is this”

“y/n, why?”

“i just wanna talk to someone”

“they have 900 numbers for that y’know?”

“do you like scary movies?”

“well yes i do, they’re my favorite”

“what’s your favorite?”

“i don’t know”

“you have to have a favorite”

“then (your fav horror movie)”

“good choice, i like the one where the guy with the knife fingers kills a bunch of teens

nightmare on elm street?”

“yes, yes that one”

“the first one was good but the second was horrible”

“wanna play a game?”

“no, i’m hanging up”

sigh it’s probably just another creep from school or a prank. it’s near halloween, so the time is ripe for prank calls. rolling your eyes, you start to prepare more popcorn on the stove. waiting for the popcorn to finish cooking, you grab a bottle of soda from the fridge.

quickly turning off the heat, you get your popcorn bowl as your popcorn had gotten done sooner than normal.

ouch you burned your hand and holy fuck did it hurt.

all of a sudden, the house phone rings, so the phone is reluctantly picked up.

“hello again princess”

“hello? why do you keep calling me it’s seriously not funny”

“i’m not trying to be funny.”

“who are you?”

“why do you wanna know?”

“you’re seriously scaring me, i’m gonna hang up”

before you can hang up, the strange man has some choice words.

“you hang up on me again you worthless fucking whore and i’ll gut you like the pig you are.”

“okay okay what do you want”

“i wanna play a game with you. if you get any questions wrong, i’ll give you a little surprise. trust me, you’ll like it.”

you rub your thighs together, how condescending he sounded was hot, so it wasn’t surprised how desperate you were starting to get.

“rubbing your thighs together so soon? but we just started baby.”

you were so embarrassed as you didn’t even realize he was watching you. it made you even more horny.

“warm up question. who is the killer in nightmare on elm street?”

“easy, freddy kruger”

“good girl, you got it right. not hard as you thought? first question, who is the killer in Halloween?”

“Michael Meyers”

“right again! now for the last question, who is the killer in friday the 13?”

“um, jason”

“wrong slut! it’s his mother, mrs voorhes! jason doesn’t show up until the sequel”

oh fuck! you were really getting scared now, you didn’t know what he was gonna do, even though you were so horny you could barely put two sentences together. this man knew what he was doing. your thoughts were interrupted by glass shattering.

terrified, you start running and locking all of your doors. you run into your room and into your closet, trying to be as quiet as possible.

creak

the familiar sound of the stairs creaking, he was upstairs. you hoped he wouldn’t find you. but, then again, your bedroom was the first bedroom and he probably knows it’s yours.

shit.

he opened your door and you knew that it was just a matter of time before he found you. holding your breath and making sure you’re hidden, you hope that he gives up and leaves. he’s wearing a ghostface costume and black boots, just like the woodsboro killer wore when he attacked steve and casey last night.

“i know you’re in here, but where are you? what about here?”

as he opened the closet door, making eye contact. he grabs your hand and picks you up.

“please don’t hurt me”

“oh i won’t, now shut up”

you would be lying if you didn’t like how rough he was with you, how he was treating you like the piece of trash you are.

“i know you like it slut, i know you like how i’m treating you like the filthy bitch you are. why you’re practically soaked. so horny for someone you’re supposedly so scared of. that little cunt of yours is practically radiating heat. you’re practically begging for my cock”

“please fuck me, please. i need your cock please”

he took the knife he was wearing under his long black costume and slowly traced up and down your body, collarbones to your lower abdomen.

“bet you love it when i run this big, sharp, scary knife down your body, don’t you puppy?”

he was so perfect, he knew exactly how to turn you on. you loved knife play, it’s one of your biggest secret turn ons. with your pussy practically aching, you were desperate to get fucked.

“you’re gonna have to wait to get fucked, princess. i’ve got to at least finger your needy cunt first”

he promptly took off your clothes. he started to touch all around your pussy, feeling it’s warmth. he started rubbing your clit slowly while using his other gloved hand to slightly graze your hole. seeing as you had grown even more needy, he started slowly fingering you with his index and middle fingers. after a minute, he quickened the pace.

“gonna cum, slut?”

“mhm, yes” you barely managed to say

“so soon? you weren’t lying when you said you wanted my cock so bad. don’t cum until i say so. and not a moment sooner, got it?”

you shake your head up and down, nodding in agreement.

you didn’t know how much longer you could hold it

“i don’t know how long i can hold it for”

“you can do it, you’re doing so good”

“please let me cum, please i can’t take it anymore”

“cum for me, good girl”

it would be a lie if you didn’t say that it was the best orgasm you had in a while, this man was good. you hear his belt buckle hit against itself, and he pulled his fat veiny cock out. seeing his hard cock, you became eager and determined for him to fuck you right then and there. he slowly put his cock in and started thrusting, groaning in pleasure. he looked you in the eyes with such warmth. it was quite strange since he was being so rough with you a few moments ago. you shook it off, thinking it was just a heat of the moment thing.

“you’re such a good girl for me, you’ve wanted this haven’t you baby?”

after not even a moment of silence he shouted,

“answer me slut”

“yes i have, i’ve wanted this”

then, ghostface looked up from you and remembered the mirror that was right across from your bed. he turned you over and picked you up, so you were sitting on his cock with your hair in his fist.

“look at yourself, whore. look how pathetic and desperate you are for me. and that pretty little wet cunt,” the man said, grabbing your face with his free hand.

you were looking at yourself in the mirror, your mascara was running down your face, you were sweaty and he was right, you looked so pathetic. though, you couldn’t deny how hot it was seeing how much control he had over you and how desperate he made you.

this time though, the thrusts were deeper and rougher.

“enjoying how rough i’m being baby? i know you love it when i treat you like the cumdump you are baby. i know all you want is to cum and have me breed you. isn’t that right baby?”

“yes, it’s true. i’m just a stupid bitch who wants to be bred. please breed me,”

“good girl, you know your place don’t you baby?”

the masked man says, as his free hand now holds his knife. he holds it against your throat, far enough away where it won’t harm you.

“yes, i do”

“look at those fucking tits baby, they’re so fucking perfect. you’re so fucking perfect baby, i just wanna cut you so bad” he says, outlining them with the knife.

his thrusts became faster and his breathing became fast paced, you could tell he was close.

“does my stupid little cumdump wanna come baby? you’re clenching around my cock so hard” he says, rubbing your clit in slow circles.

“yes please, let me cum. i wanna cum, please please please,”

“cum for me baby, come on my cock and i’ll breed you baby,”

just before you come, he takes out a camera.

“look into the lens while you come slut”

obeying his orders, he took the picture of you coming together. you two were exaughsted. he pulled out and picked up the camera and placed the picture on your nightstand so it could develop.

“i’ll help you clean up.”

“look at those fucking tits baby, they’re so fucking perfect. you’re so fucking perfect baby, i just wanna cut you so bad” he says, outlining them with the knife.

his thrusts became faster and his breathing became fast paced, you could tell he was close.

“does my stupid little cumdump wanna come baby? you’re clenching around my cock so hard” he says, rubbing your clit in slow circles.

“yes please, let me cum. i wanna cum, please please please,”

“cum for me baby, come on my cock and i’ll breed you baby,”

just before you come, he takes out a camera.

“look into the lens while you come slut”

obeying his orders, he took the picture of you cumming together. you two were exaughsted. he pulled out and picked up the camera and placed the picture on your nightstand so it could develop.

“i’ll help you clean up.”

he says as he picks you up bridal style to your bathroom so he could run you a nice warm bubble bath. he picks you up and sets you gently in the bath, cleaning you with a wash rag after taking off his gloves. then, he takes off the rest of his outfit including his mask.

“stu? it’s you?”

“yes, it’s me y/n. why? are you unhappy that i was the one that fucked you?”

“no! not at all, i was just surprised since you’re dating tatum and all”

“she’s not important, i want you”

it’s silent for a few moments, but you look him in the eyes and see the warmth and love in them. he’s so happy right now, even though he’s just washing you off.

“y’know y/n. i’ve always liked you. i just didn’t think you would go out with me because you would think i was using you or something or that you didn’t like me back.”

“stu, i like you too. i was about to tell you, but you started dating tatum and i didn’t wanna ruin it”

“i love you y/n”

“i love you too, stu” you say as he bends down to kiss you. you had no idea that he was this caring and sweet, since he was a man whore.

soon enough, you were ready to get out of the bath. stu dressed you in a nightgown and you fell asleep together watching tv on the couch.

#stu macher smut #stu matcher x reader #stu macher #stu macher scream #stu macher x you #stu macher fluff

[radioisntdead]

Good evening folks I'm sleep deprived again and you know what that means! Deranged headcanons this time with almost everyone and not just Alastor, reader pops in and out, I lost my hazbin header and I don't feel like going to redownload it rn so I'll edit this tomorrow to add it in, probably, someone remind me.

I can't remember Sir Pentious being around stairs, did we see him go upstairs in the show?? Do the egg Bois carry him? Did he evolve and master the art of snake crawling up the stairs??

You think when he first died he kept faceplanting himself, like stairs were this dork's [affectionate] number one enemy, one wrong move and WAM, BAM, BOOOM Sir Pentious is injured, ouchy

Hear me out on the reader just picking him up bridal style to go upstairs, like the reader doesn't look that strong and then sir Pentious is struggling with stairs so they just 'YOINK'

Okay so Charlie scrapbooks right? Pretty sure that's canon or it's just become fanon enough that I can't remember the difference,

You and Charlie scrapbooking together, like just bonding, pop on some type of movie on the tv, make popcorn and other snacks and get a ton of crafting stuff for scrapbooking.

Vaggie gives off the vibe that she sleepwalks or talks in her sleep like from silly stuff like "gimme back my fruit gummies" to "He's watching you."

Also she has that type of sleepwalking that's just doing routines so you'll wake up to go downstairs and grab water or something and you just see Vaggie in her pajamas swinging her spear around,

You should promptly walk back up those stairs because you do NOT DUCK AROUND WITH ANGELIC WEAPONS.

No idea if Vaggie is still a moth with the whole fallen angel exorcist thing [I'm just imagining exorcists aren't all completely human looking just in grayscale, like imagine a exorcist that's like husk,] but like dangle a lamp Infront of her and it wows her for a few minutes giving you time to escape.

Speaking of husk, does he count as a furry? He does right? I'm imagining if you really really don't like furries and you go below you become a furry, but we saw some folks in heaven, do they get to choose to be furries? [Should clarify I have nothing against furries, Some of the nicest people I've met have been furries, you do you, I'm just wondering]

Do you think he goes to a doctor or a vet? [I don't think he goes to either, he has to be dragged there dude gives off the 'its fine' 'YOU HAVE A GIANT CYST IN YOUR ARM' 'its fine' vibes]

Speaking of animals Angel dust probably had a tough time learning to walk with his spider legs when he first died because they have that bendy bit right? I would fall on my face.

I imagine there's a bunch of learning when you just die and end up in eternal damnation like you get some type of features right?

You think Vox tapes stuff to his face? Like I saw this one fanart with him holding a rose in his teeth but like, he's a flat face TV screen I don't think he can hold that properly without the rose bending.

I'm bringing the hat gremlin reader into this and from my doodles Vox's hat has little spikey legs

They crack his screen, they're like a cat, meow meow

Same vibes you can't convince me otherwise.

Also Vox looks very biteable, munch munch

Alastor probably did this if Vox had a flat screen at a point in their past friendship.

I think I said it before but I have a whole plan to take out the Vee's if I ever got isekaied into hazbin, for all purposes if I got isekaied into hazbin I WOULD LIKE TO BE IN HEAVEN. I WOULD NOT WANT TO ENCOUNTER ALASTOR HE WOULD KILL ME [or I'd annoy him to death] I WOULD NOT BE SAFE

Anyways Angelic steel baseball bat, Vox has a screen, WAM BAM DEAD TV HEAD MAN

Valentino lure him in with a lamp, then angelic weapon and bug spray, 2 for 2

Or am angelic steel one of THESE

And all I'm gonna say for Velvette is horrible fashion, she'll explode from anger.

#radiorambles #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you

[treecakes]

so a few months ago the horrible exorcists beat tanunatsu for number of fics on ao3 (hilarious to me btw) and i am curious what the general distribution looks like on here. so…

#also as always natsume/adult fans STAY AWAY please #*whacks them away with a stick* you’re not allowed here #also tried listing the different ships people seem to care abt (barring the ones that fall under prev tags) #i only pay vague attention to this stuff. so. idk. here! #natsume yuujinchou

[defeateddetectives]

if you play the opening wrong, the game is already lost.

#natsume yuujinchou #matoba seiji #hexfest2k23 #IT'S STILL THE 1ST SOMEWHERE #in 2k23 i come bearing formative 3-panel comic remixes that definitely give away the generation of Online i grew up in #ask me about the level of self-restraint it took to not use the bench of sadness panel[TM] but also that felt like too easy of a way out :) #horrible exorcist number one #asofterworld #mine #hbd to this loser whom i unfortunately love to pieces and goodnighttttt

[qserasera]

Muse, tell me how he wandered and was lost when he had wrecked the holy town of Troy, and where he went, and who he met, the pain he suffered in the storms at sea, and how he worked to save his life and bring his men back home. - Odysseus Book I - translation by Emily Wilson

also just for your knowledge this was based off an entirely off the walls reply to one of @defeateddetectives posts here :

defeatddetectives said: @qserasera the Other Reason natori shuuichi will not marry him is because he understandably does not want to become a widower at such a young age :| qserasera said: @defeateddetectives but tragic sparkling widower!natori shuuichi who gazes soulfully out windows and also keeps getting marriage offers a la penelope in odysseus until matoba seiji Very Dramatically shows up again and proves his identity ft insane archery tho :DDD

#yes this started out as a serious post but /SHRUGS #matoba seiji #horrible exorcists number one #natsume yuujinchou #horrible exorcists #for the cracky comment afterwards lmao #my stuff

[signiorbenedickofpadua]

Totus Mundus Agit Histrionem

By SigniorBenedickofPadua - Read on AO3

Summary:

When an exorcism goes horribly wrong (as they so often do), Johanna Constantine really does not expect the corpse to laugh at her morbid jokes and get to its feet again afterwards. Hob Gadling, in turn, does not expect that his new friendship with a feisty exorcist and magician will lead to him not only learning the name of his Stranger, but to them running into each other in Johanna's ex-girlfriend's flat. Nor does he expect how changed he will find Dream to be after his long absence...

Chapter 9/16 - Friendship and Flirting

“I haven’t given up on love — that’s one of the things I stay alive for. I’m just not ready to bury another partner quite yet, so I haven’t been dating any mortals lately.” If he put a little extra emphasis on the word mortals, he could only blame the wine. “And immortals?” Dream asked, unwittingly steering the conversation into dangerous waters. “The only immortal I know around these parts is Mad Hettie, and, for a number of reasons, we’re not really what one might call ‘romantically compatible’. Great gal, though, don’t get me wrong.” “You know me. And Death.” Dream’s expression was utterly unreadable, so Hob was left to wonder whether he meant to imply what Hob very much hoped he did. “I do, don’t I?” he murmured, his gaze flickering unbidden to Dream’s full lips, then back up to his eyes. He held onto the eye contact steadily, determined to return the implication, if, indeed, there was one.

#Totus Mundus Agit Histrionem #my fic #The Sandman #The Sandman Fanfic #Dreamling #This chapter has been up for a few days #I just forgot to make a post about it #whoops

[all-things-fandomstuck-writes]

Had A Bad Day - Johanna Constantine x GN! Reader

First fic of Fictober! I’m not used to writing for Johanna quite yet, but i hope y’all like it! Today’s prompt was Magic. Reader is a magic user.

TW: Swearing, mentions of cultists. Use of (Y/N)

Johanna Constantine was no stranger to magic. Her job depended on it. Or, rather, it depended on something going horribly wrong involving magic. Her expertise made it seem like she was the only one who could fix it. She was constantly getting called to deal with the problems others had caused. Recently, most of the trouble seemed to involve a large number of demons. Johanna sighed as she remembered the call that she had received earlier that week. With the damage, the time it took to track them all down, and the sheer number of demons that she had to deal with, Johanna’s normal fee had been been much higher than normal. But, that didn’t begin to make up for how tired Johanna was.

The overworked magician knew of one person who could give her the space to vent and still understand. (Y/n). (Y/n), her partner, was the only person that Johanna ever fully confided in. It helped that they were also a magic user, so they were well aware of the dangers and annoyances that Johanna had to face. Johanna also suspected that she was one of the few other magic users that (Y/N) could tolerate, not that she would ever voice that thought aloud. However, there was one prime difference between them. While Johanna spent her time tracking down dangerous entities and dispelling them, (Y/N) liked to summon and make deals with them.

That was actually how they had met. Johanna had just finished another job when she felt the tale-tell signs of a summoning ritual. Thinking that she had somehow missed something, she went to shut it down. When she arrived, Johanna was astounded to find someone who actually knew what they were doing. All of the proper protections had been placed, and it looked like not a single thing had been overlooked. In fact, in Johanna’s opinion, it might have been a tad overkill. She watched as the summoner speak with the demon, and.....

Wait, were they... haggling with it? Johanna could scarcely believe what she was hearing. What made it even more interesting was that they seemed to be taking it for all it was worth. It was like watching a professional conman at work. Johanna had to admit, she was impressed. She continued to watch as the deal concluded, and the summoner sent the demon back to hell, and removed the protections and wards. Johanna made her way to leave, but the summoner spoke before she could.

“Johanna Constantine. I take it you were here to stop my summoning?”, they asked.

Johanna wondered how they knew her name, and the confusion must have been written on her face, as they continued.

“Those who reside in hell speak of a great exorcist, who goes by the name of Constantine. The name sounded familiar, so I did some digging.” They smiled.

And that was how it began. Johanna learned that their name was (Y/n), and that they were a professional deal maker, making deals with demons on the behalf of those who would have trouble doing it themselves. Though, fewer people seemed to know about them than they did Johanna. (Y/N) ended up asking her out, and one date lead to, well, now.

With the night Johanna had had, she knew that (Y/N) was just the person she needed to see. She made sure to text them before coming over, just in case they were working with a client, or preforming a ritual. The almost instant reply told her that neither were the case, and that she was free to come over. A short drive later, and Johanna was at (Y/N)’s place. They must have seen or heard her approach, because before Johanna could knock, the door swung open.

“Rough night?”, (Y/N) asked as they moved to the side to allow their girlfriend in.

“You wouldn’t believe the bloody mess the church had me clean up tonight,” Johanna replied, flopping down on the couch. (Y/N) could only smile, and went to fix the exhausted exorcist a drink. A few minutes later, they sat down in the chair next to Johanna. She sighed, a sound both tired and grateful, as she took the glass from her partner.

“It was a fucking nightmare,” Johanna continued. “Worst night ever.”

“More royals, I take it?,” (Y/N) questioned as they moved their hand to card their fingers through Johanna’s hair.

“Worse”

(Y/N) briefly pondered how it could possibly worse. They knew Johanna hated dealing with royals when it came to exorcisms. Too much risk, not enough reward. One wrong move and..... (Y/N) dismissed the thought, before remembering that their were even worse things in their girlfriend’s line of work. They took a deep breath to calm themselves before responding.

“How so?”

Johanna sighed, her whole body slumping further into the couch. She brought her hand to her face, pinching the bridge of her nose in an effort to keep calm.

“Fucking idiots. Bit off way more than they should have tried. Bunch of bloody cultists tried summoning Lucifer.”

It was (Y/N)’s turn to sigh. “Let me guess, they pulled the wrong entity?”

Johanna let out a strained laugh. “A whole bloody hoard, actually. What’s worse, they managed to summon some heavy hitters. Took forever to get them all sent back.”

“Lack of wards?”

“Yep.”

“How the hell did they even manage to get some of the higher ups? They’d have to be insanely powerful to do so, and if they were, then they would have known to take the necessary precautions.”

“Fuck if I know,” Johanna said, adjusting her body so that she could be more comfortable. “Amateurs, the lot of them. They managed to get lucky. Or, well, unlucky in this case, I suppose.”

At this point, (Y/N) noticed that Johanna was having trouble keeping her eyes open.

“Alright, you’re more than exhausted, and I’m not letting you sleep on my couch. Let’s get you to bed.”

Johanna let out a groan of protest as her partner gently took her glass and helped her up. Nevertheless, she allowed herself to be led down the hallway, leaning against (Y/N) all the while. (Y/N) gingerly helped Johanna onto the bed, and the exorcist sleepily kicked off her shoes. Once she was under the covers, (Y/N) made their way to the other side and climbed in, wrapping their arms around their girlfriend, and pulling her close.

(Y/N) held Johanna safe in their arms, gently stroking her hair to help her calm down. Johanna opened her mouth to launch into a sleepy rant, but (Y/N) was faster. With a small flick of their fingers, they sent their beloved of to sleep. Although they knew that Johanna would be grumpy about that in the morning, (Y/N) didn’t mind. It was well worth whatever consequences would come later, just so that they could see the small smile that crept across her sleeping face.

‘Besides’, (Y/N) reasoned to themselves, ‘Johanna needs all the rest she can get.’

Smiling, they felt contentment fill them. They placed a gentle kiss on Johanna’s forehead. The gentle sound of her breathing further soothed them, and they found themselves growing tired. Relishing in the warmth, they closed their eyes, and joined their girlfriend in blissful sleep.

#fandom writes #writing #johanna constantine #the sandman johanna #The Sandman #johanna constantine x reader #Had A Bad Day #tales from the dreaming #fictober day 1

[somemydayy]

Relationship! w/ Stray Kids

Chan— for the last three years you were stuck with the same terribly boring ballet partner. so when the cutest, and get this actually talented guy decided to joined the class. you might have maybe begged Shin Ryujin to trade partners at the cost of setting her up on a date, with your older brother. sorry bro, but love trumpets all.

Minho— you and minho has been classmates since kindergarten and for that, he detested you like no other. you always knew the right words to say to get under his skin. one day he spotted on your way to school, with terrible dark circles and ridiculous bed hair. he couldn’t contain his curiosity, and so he approached. just as he made his way towards you, he saw you chase after a cat, who so happened to run down the street, and up a old tree near your school. it was almost impressive seeing you run after the little thing. you weren’t exactly a track-star, and as horrible as it seemed minho liked seeing you struggle just a bit. but nonetheless being the good samaritan he was, he went to safe the lost angel. he finally was able to save the poor thing. at first he was puzzled by the sincerity of your thanks he received from you. he was surprised to say the least, he’ll never admit it, but he can tolerate you a little bit more now. but let’s make thing clear he likes your cat, not you. that is for now, at least.

Changbin— is the local tattoo artist you admire and wants to get a tattoo from, but he always declines to schedule a appointment. claiming he’s super booked at the moment. to bad your kinda dense, and this excuse worked for the last three years. but truth be told changbin thinks your already a beautiful work of art. in short he always declines booking a session, as a excuse to keep seeing you. being the well known and respectable artist he is, in the industry. no one questioned why he put you on they’re blacklist just in case.

Hyunjin— he’s your enemy turned friend turned lover, need I say more? you were jealous of his long silky hair, but he recommended his shampoo-conditioner combo. and now your in love.

Han— he likes horror movies so when he over hears you, a well liked, and very pretty might he add, classmate saying you had an extra ticket to the newest exorcist movie his ears perked up; and he ultimately volunteered, tribute. but poor guy, ended up biting more then he could chew. he screamed, and yelled all throughout the movie, and eventually got you both kicked out of the theater. but it wasn’t all that bad, because he got to hold your hand. and even got to exchanged phone numbers with you. so as a apology he bought you cheesecake at this near by cafe he enjoys, and you both decided to do a retake of your failed movie date, but this time horror was off the table.

Felix— your childhood best friends with felix. and you love squishing his face in your palms, just so you can count his freckles. but it’s frustrating because you always lose count, and have to start all over, again. felix won’t admit it but he doesn’t mind the way you stare at him. or the way he thinks it’s adorable how your eyebrows scrunch. or how your rosy cheeks blush every time he moves closer, or how your rosy pink lips move. he likes it when you count, his freckles. but he likes it even more when you lose count, because he can get to look at you even longer.

Seungmin— you where his best friend since kindergarten so you knew him pretty well, or you hoped so. all his good and bad qualities. but for the life of you, couldn’t figure out why seungmin for as long as you have knew him never introduced you; or better yet why he never had a girlfriend? you wondered. one day after a study session with the said boy, you were cleaning up and noticed he forgot some textbooks. you decided to organize them and put them away for now. as you picked them up a notebook fell, and you swore you stopped breathing as you read from the now open pages. “she’s so beautiful, words can’t even begin to describe it. she’s my whole world and more. I truly believe, I’m in love.” at that moment you felt your stomach twist in a thousand knots. seungmin liked someone, but you weren’t happy about it. and somehow you found yourself putting away the journal on your shelf with the rest of the forgot books you never bother reading, twice.

Jeongin— you were one year his senior and just happened to tutor him, back in his first year of high school. like many he was a poor adolescent with bad acne and braces. he could never imagine himself talking, let alone being tutored by you. but here you were, the most intelligent, and beautiful girl he had ever set eyes on, lecturing him on the importance of quadratic equations. and he really thanked the higher beings he was failing algebra.

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[larathia]

Hi Larathia!

I have a question about tbhk! I was wondering why everyone was blaming Hanako for Aoi’s sacrifice? The answer may have just flew over my head or something but I don’t really feel like he caused it. Akane was the one that dragged her into the pit to the far shore and for a bit it seemed like she wanted to stay there. Also why did Aoi and Akane go the far shore and not to number 6th boundary?🤔 I feel like in chapter 70/71 Hanako was just like “oh look Aoi is in the far shore and her life span is going to Yashiro. That’s convenient”. He certainly wasn’t helping Aoi at all but I just don’t feel like he was the one who put her in that situation. Thank you!! Also I love your theories/analyses!! <3

My first thought on seeing this ask was, admittedly, "why are you asking me, when I agree with you", but I think I've figured that bit out now.

The reason, as I understand it, that everyone blames Hanako for Six taking Aoi boils down to a few factors.

A LOT of this boils down to "what the other characters do not know". Akane saw Six take Aoi, but Akane knows nothing of how Six works, nor did he know of the Akane family's history with Six. On the other hand, he knows and hates Hanako pretty solidly, and it's not therefore a big leap for him to think "if this reclusive supernatural pops up and takes my wannabe girlfriend, Hanako's behind it somehow".

Hanako HAS been destroying yorishiros. He's gone on record as wanting to destroy all of them. Of the main character pack, only Teru really knew why this was a horrible idea, which means that everyone else was happy to talk about it. So Teru already knew that Hanako had this goal; Teru assumed that Hanako knows what will happen if and when all the yorishiros are destroyed (and right now, I'm pretty sure Hanako isn't seeing that particular event from the same angle Teru did) and if Hanako's going to destroy all the yorishiros, getting someone to take Aoi serves...just so many purposes in one, you know, that I doubt Teru can see it as a coincidence.

Teru knows Yashiro is fated to die soon. He seems to also know that Hanako's been trying to save her (he might have been told about the Picture Perfect events). Teru may, actually, know WHY Six really took Aoi (he seems well versed in his family's history) but the fact that Hanako chose to profit from Six taking Aoi made Hanako a target. Bear in mind, Teru has REALLY REALLY wanted to take Hanako out since day one. At this point I kind of think Teru regards defeating Hanako as a way to prove himself a greater exorcist than his grandmother was.

Ultimately what you have here is, I think, a case of 'boy who cried wolf'. Hanako was already destroying yorishiros. He had already done questionable things to try and prolong Yashiro's life. He really was willing to be the bad guy if it meant Yashiro could live longer, and he really did take Aoi's remaining lifespan to gift to Yashiro. Hanako DID do all of those things.

Therefore, at least to Akane and Teru, it doesn't actually matter whether Hanako directly set Aoi up to be kidnapped and sacrificed. He's responsible for the situation developing (by destroying yorishiros) and he profited from the outcome (by taking Aoi's remaining lifespan). And, of course, ALSO, both Akane and Teru hate Hanako ANYWAY and would really like to cut him down to size.

So they blame him. It's understandable, really...just not strictly accurate.

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[44gamez]

The best games of 2024 so far

Video games are bizarre once more! Don’t get us mistaken, 2023 was an all-timer. We acquired new Zelda and Mario. Armored Core and Baldur’s Gate awakened from cryogenic sleep. Alan Wake rose from its plot within the Video Sport IP Cemetery, whereas Road Fighter 6 acted like Road Fighter 5 had by no means occurred. However whereas 2023 was an unforgettable 12 months for iconic franchises, it wasn’t a stunning one. No person was underestimating Nintendo, FromSoftware, and Capcom. 2024, however, has been unpredictable! Our favourite video games embody a gun-wielding Pokémon parody, a surprisingly standard sequel in a very totally different style than its little-played predecessor, and a large RPG the place a reformed yakuza recreates Animal Crossing with perverts and rubbish dumps. It is a 12 months for the true sickos (it’s us, we’re sickos) — those who really feel their pores and skin tingle and their pupils widen after they see “7/10” on the backside of a assessment. That is the one that doesn’t need a pitch-perfect remake of Final Fantasy 7; they need Final Fantasy 7 tossed right into a cosmic blender and funneled down their gullet. It could be a decade earlier than we see one other 12 months like 2023, however that’s okay by us. And not using a basic entry in a beloved franchise launched each month, there’s room for the brand new, the bizarre, and the surprising. The video games on this checklist will likely be sorted in reverse chronological order, so the latest releases will all the time present up first. We even have a brief part on the finish dedicated to late 2023 releases we didn’t have the time to think about for final 12 months’s best-of checklist.

The very best games of 2024 , thus far

Lysfanga: The Time Shift Warrior

Picture: Sand Door Studio/Quantic Dream The place to play: PC Lysfanga is a single-player sport for individuals who want they have been higher about scheduling time for multi-player video games. Set in an historic kingdom, a squad of heroes should work collectively to obliterate baddies and remedy puzzles. The twist: One participant controls all of the characters by layering one run by way of an area atop of one other. And one other. And one other, one other, and... Every struggle takes place in an area crowded with too many enemies to squish inside the struggle’s restricted period of time. When the clock strikes zero, the battle doesn’t finish; it restarts. Now, the participant is supported by an AI accomplice recreating their earlier run. Time and again, the participant repeats this course of, amassing a mob of clones that assist them get by way of the extent. The actual enjoyable isn’t the fight, however fixing little puzzles that require a number of copies of your self to flip switches and launch highly effective assaults at exactly the identical time. In these moments, you are feeling much less like a hero and extra just like the world’s most interesting choreographer. —Chris Plante Banishers: Ghosts of New Eden

Picture: Don’t Nod/Focus Leisure The place to play: PlayStation 5, Xbox Series X, PC Australian creator Christina Stead as soon as wrote that each love story is a ghost story, a phrase that completely encapsulates the gothic romance custom so richly explored in literature however not often in video games. Banishers throws itself at this notion, casting gamers as Purple and Antea, a pair of exorcists despatched to colonial New England to take care of a haunting that shortly goes awry. Antea is killed, and over the course of the sport, Purple should determine to comply with love or responsibility, both banishing her ghost to the afterlife or utilizing his occult information to resurrect her. Banishers is a sluggish, thought-about RPG that contemplates the numerous methods a spot may be haunted, with a horrible query offering its emotional throughline: Are you working in direction of a reunion, or an extended goodbye? —Joshua Rivera

  PC Version $41.99  Helldivers 2

Picture: Arrowhead Sport Studios The place to play: PlayStation 5, PC Helldivers 2 is among the 12 months’s finest surprises, utterly reinventing the method of the unique sport to create a hilarious and addictively enjoyable squad shooter that seems like one of the best Starship Troopers sport you would presumably ask for. A lot of the sport’s humor comes from its over-the-top satire of Tremendous Earth and its aim to unfold democracy by way of bullets and hellfire. However Helldivers 2 additionally makes use of ragdoll physics and pleasant fireplace to create hilarious moments throughout playtime, not simply within the narrative dressings. And it’s simply rewarding to play. With interlocking gameplay loops, satisfying capturing mechanics, and depth from the stratagem system and the sport’s various enemies, it’s probably the greatest shooters of the 12 months. Don’t miss it. –Pete Volk Like a Dragon: Infinite Wealth

Picture: Ryu Ga Gotoku Studio/Sega The place to play: PlayStation 5, PlayStation 4, Xbox One, Xbox Series X, PC A sprawling RPG with a coronary heart of gold, Infinite Wealth continues the Like a Dragon (née Yakuza) franchise’s dedication to earnest narratives in regards to the energy of friendship, selection in play, and ridiculously foolish enjoyable. Infinite Wealth’s story stretches throughout Hawaii and a number of cities in Japan, with a seemingly limitless array of actions. There’s the standard buffet of bite-sized minigames: sports activities video games, card video games, courting video games, collectible video games, and so forth. However the trio of the Animal Crossing-inspired Dondoko Island, the Loopy Taxi-inspired Loopy Eats, and the hilarious returning Pokémon parody Sujimon are enjoyable, partaking, and deep sufficient to justify their very own spots on this checklist. They usually’re all only a half of the Infinite Wealth expertise. On the coronary heart of all of it is nice Ichiban Kasuga, all the time relentlessly optimistic and supportive of nearly everybody, to the purpose that he’s repeatedly making his enemies into life-long buddies. And whereas Infinite Wealth isn’t technically an anthology story, it has one thing in widespread with them: When you don’t like what you’re at present doing, simply wait a bit. You’ll be doing one thing utterly totally different quickly. –PV Tekken 8

Picture: Bandai Namco The place to play: PlayStation 5, Xbox Series X, PC Tekken 8 is a smorgasbord of acquired tastes crammed right into a blender and set to overdrive. with a clown automotive roster full of edgelord OCs, babes, and bears. There’s a limb-based button format and transfer lists that appear to scroll perpetually, with an entrancing backing monitor of pulsing, aggressive rave beats. And bears! Did I point out the bears? There are two of them. Whereas the current Road Fighter 6 appears to have been thoughtfully designed to be essentially the most broadly interesting combating sport ever, Tekken 8 has set its sights on being essentially the most Tekken combating sport ever. And boy, did it succeed! —Patrick Gill Palworld Read the full article

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