#im sure that’s an argument they’ve had

[seaslugfanclub]

Hello! I just wanna say I really like your Disney Villain writings, they are funny and really cute! Can I request where the Disney villains are fighting over who is Y/N’s favorite villain? I thought it would be funny

Oooh great idea! This one was so much fun to write! (Can you tell that Honest John’s my favorite?)

No, I’m their favorite!!

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No one knows how the conversation subject was brought up, but it more than ruined the villians weekly poker night. Curses filled the air and sidekicks where used as meat shields.

“I’m easily (Y/N)’s favorite person out of all of us, no- this entire park!! No one is better friends than Gaston!!” The Frenchman boasted, loose hair’s flying around his face. “They regularly compliment my physique, and they sneak me in special hair products!! There’s no room for argument!”

“Oh please frenchie, (Y/N) isn’t as daft as the other cast members. They have taste for more refined gentlemen. Like yours truly.” Captain Hook scoffed, ignoring the glares from the other villians. “Might I remind you how they gifted me the entire trilogy of ‘The History of Piracy’? Or how much they enjoy my culinary skills? They have supper with me every Tuesday.” Hook affirmed, more than confident he had bested the competition.

That was quickly interrupted by a swift *bonk* on Hooks head, Jafar looming over the ex- pirate with his staff in hand.

“While I agree with (Y/N)’s taste, it surely isn’t a cowardly captain.”

“Why you-” Hook started, only to be bonked on the head again.

“Why me? Well that’s easy, I’m a very persuasive individual. I’m able to… ‘charm’ those in upper management to give (Y/N) longer breaks, or keep any unsavory park guests from harassing our dear caretaker. (Y/N) obviously favors someone who makes their job easier.”

“Your joking right? Didn’t I see (Y/N) yell at you for 30 minutes straight because you were eyeing that princess Jasmine?” Hades chimes in, finally deciding to butt into the conversation after watching the other villians argue from the sidelines. Jafar stopped speaking, averting his eyes and mumbling.

“Yeah. That’s what I thought. But c’mon guys, you know it’s ya boy here who’s (Y/N)’s number one pal.” Hades points his thumbs towards himself.

“I was one of the first people here who (Y/N) met, we knew each from day uno. I can’t count the amount of times that they’ve kept my shit-ass sun god of a brother from bugging me. And they even made the most adorable altar for me, with pomegranates and the whole works!!”

“Oh, so gauche. If it wasn’t for my expertise (Y/N) wouldn’t be half as stylish as they are. Not to mention our ‘girls nights’. I’ve opened an entire new world of skincare for them!” Cruella hissed. (Actually remembering she had to pick up (Y/N) that special cream made from horseshoe crabs)

A threadbare glove raised amidst the crowd, Honest John appearing from seemingly nowhere

“Im sorry to disappoint you all, but it’s myself who’s won (Y/N) heart. They’ve fallen for my effortless charm lock, stock, and barrel! I mean, I’ve been their nap partner countless a times, they quite enjoy cozying up to my fur.” John preened, smiling back at the memories of warm afternoons snuggled up next to (Y/N).

“Fur!? Why you little- I’ll skin you-”

“Just wait till (Y/N)-”

The poker room devolved into full out brawl, nearby cast members rushing into the room in attempt to break up the crowd. All the while, in an empty back room (Y/N) was sharing a sandwich with their guest.

“Y’know what, Ratigan?” They said between bites. “Your my best friend.”

The rat stared up at them, finishing his bite,

“…. Ew.”

#self insert #disney villains #disney imagine #disney x reader #disney hades #disney gaston #disney jafar #disney captain hook #captain hook #padraic ratigan #ratigan #honest john #cruella de vil

[diaboliklove]

i cannot believe its 2024 and there’s people that think cordelia did nothing wrong 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i apologize for the rant but

i read the original ‘argument’ and well

personally, i think its kinda insulting to the triplets as characters to just diminish everything they experienced as children and say that cordelia was a good mother. to say that “cordelia never had sex with laito and never had sex in front of kanato!” and that it was just blood drinking is like … insane to me.

like. just use your brain. i really don’t wanna go into a long rant about this, but im prettttty sure laito wouldn’t be attempting to ruin all people that still have their purity by forcing them into sexual intimacy and having such a bad perspective of love if he was just asked by cordelia to drink his blood. like seriously, in MB laito even uses the word “love” to get sex with some of the maids, since thats his understanding of love. and who would’ve taught him that? maybe the person he continuously has conversations about love with in his flashbacks. like his mom.

and im prettttty sure kanato wouldn’t be so traumatized by just seeing his mom drink blood in front of him. kanato even learned how to pleasure girls BY what he witnessed crim cordelia. please correct me if im wrong, but im pretty sure kanato said in dc that cordelia even made him sing until his voice cords bled. kanato was neglected, ignored even when cordelia was doing something intimate with another — which made him the character he is. bratty, angry, always needing to fight for attention. even in cordelias death, kanato took her ashes and stuffed them into teddy so that he finally could have ALL the attention and all of her that he never could have. even eating them when he felt alone.

im not going to touch on ayato since i think his abuse is the most known, and my point about this is just more on the sexual abuse anyways.

theres no denying ALL of them were abused in their own ways.

my point is, if you say laito never engaged sexually with cordelia and kanato never witnessed cordelia having sex with other men, their character development would literally make no sense. flashbacks appear for a reason in DL, and its to give an explanation on how they developed into the diabolical characters we know and love. if cordelia was such a good mother she would not be shown so often in the triplets routes. i mean, look at shu’s. beatrix hardly makes an appearance in his in comparison to the other brothers, since his explanation on his character development comes from what happened with edgar more than his mothers authoritarian parenting.

i also think people get confused of the difference of liking a well written character and completely justifying what they’ve done. cordelia has gone through her own share of trauma, so it makes sense how she came to be the mother we know, which is an abusive one. but its not an excuse, its just an explanation for her actions. i love her as she’s a great antagonist, but just because i do doesn’t mean i love what she’s done. you can do both.

#toffee speaks #and rants #diabolik lovers #diabolik brothers #dialovers #shuu sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #cordelia sakamaki

[desideriumwriter]

hi! i'd like to ask a one shot on fred weasley where the reader is a pureblood slytherin (introverted, stubborn, etc) and they're in a secret relationship. one day their differences lead them to having a huge argument where their pride gets the best of them and they insult each other (about their hogwarts houses stereotypes, their families, blood status) saying the worst things.

thank you <33

this is my first request ever and i’m so excited! im not rlly sure how i feel abt it but i do hope this fits what you wanted! (900 words)

“I’m tired of us being a secret. I’m tired of being a secret.” Fred said as he closed the door behind him, locking you both in the potions classroom that was now abandoned and empty.

“What?” You scoffed.

“I can’t keep doing this. Hiding our relationship from everyone. Why can’t we just tell them?” He sighed.

“My family, they wouldn’t approve of it, you know that.” Your voice was small.

Your family’s views were strict and old fashioned. They were against wizards or witches and muggles being together, especially getting married and having children. They called anyone They saw and they’ve pushed those views on you ever since you were small.

It hurts to say but if they found out you were in a relationship with the type of person they weren’t fond of, someone like Fred Weasley. You’d be shamed and disowned in less than a minute.

“I don’t care what your family thinks! Why do you care so much about what they think?” Fred groaned. “We don’t have to tell them directly, we can tell other people, let your parents figure it out on their own. They can deal with it.”

“Fred. Our families are-”

“My family has said nothing but good things about you! Hell, George cares about you as much as I do! Yours can’t even return the favor.”

“What? You told your family about me?” Your face slightly dropped.

“Only George…” He trailed off.

“That wasn’t part of the deal.” You spat, the awkward look on Fred's face was wiped off and replaced with anger.

“Deal? What bloody deal? You’re making it sound like this is some bet you took.” He scoffed.

“No! You know what I mean, we promised not to tell anybody.”

“That’s what I’m tired of! How many more times do I have to say it?”

“Fred..don’t you know what they’ll say about me?”

“You won’t be the only one getting talked about. This isn’t just about you!” Fred rubbed his face with his hands. “I should’ve listened to George. He was right.” He mumbled to himself. Your face slowly dropped.

“What?” You spoke quietly, all the volume in your voice had been washed away.

“When I first told George about you, he seemed offended that I could be in love with someone like you.” He spat.

“Someone like me? What the hell is that supposed to mean?” You were taken aback by his sudden change of tone.

“A slytherin. He didn’t think someone as bitter and stubborn and vile as you could love me.” His words stung like acid.

“And you’re not? Don’t you see how reckless and narrow-minded you can be with the things you do?”

The next few minutes were just the both of you taking stabs at each other. Insulting anything you could find one another. You both began to sound like broken records, repeating the same cruel things at each other.

“I’m choosing my own path in life, I’m not letting myself get pushed into something I don’t want to do.” At this point he was just spewing things out, biting back at you, you decided to do the same.

“You mean that little shop you want to open? With all your stupid trick candies? Have you even thought about how you’re going to get it, if you’ll even be allowed to sell things like that?”

“Well, it’s better than being like you and following in the footsteps of your mother.” He shook his head. You scoffed in disbelief.

“Don’t you dare compare me to her. You don’t know how hard it’s been for me. You don’t know what I’ve dealt with.”

“Oh of course, it must be so hard living in that giant mansion, getting everything you want handed on a silver plate.” He fake pouted and mocked a sad voice.

“I’ve worked for everything I have and I'm grateful for it. Have you ever?” He pointed a threatening finger at you.

“Working for it? By stealing and lying? At least I tell the truth.” You shot back.

“Then tell me why you refuse to let us be together in public.” Fred blurted out, you went silent.

“I’ve told you a million times, it’s my family-“

“No it isn’t! It isn’t about them anymore!” He shouted. “Are you embarrassed of me? You can’t be seen with a Weasley?”

“No! It’s not about you, it has nothing to do with you.” Your voice crackled, Fred only stepped back and sighed.

“I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this, Y/N.” He ran his hands through his hair.

“I love you.” You blurted out, eyes beginning to water, tears filling them up. Fred was already crying, his teardrops hitting his robes and the floor.

“If you truly do, then you don’t in a way that I can understand.” He sniffled and began to turn away, heading for the door.

“Please don’t go. We can fix this, alright?” You cried as you clinged onto his wrist.

“Either you can stop being afraid and walk out there with your hand in mine,” Fred’s voice was stern as he began to give you his ultimatum. “Or I can leave, alone. And we’ll choose to believe nothing has ever happened between us.”

He stood there quietly while you searched to find the words, hot tears began to stream down your face. Freds eyes were only red and puffy now, his cheeks tearstained.

“I don’t…I don’t know. I can’t.” Your voice crackled as you shook your head weakly, giving an answer that you weren’t even sure of. He nodded weakly and tucked in his lips.

“Alright.” His voice was small. Defeated. Fred looked down for a moment, then brought his head back up and sniffled.

Fred gave you a pained smile. Then left, he didn’t even dare to look at you one last time. Shutting the door quietly.

#fred weasley #fred weasley fic #fred weasley oneshot #fred weasley blurb #blurb #oneshot #fred weasley x slytherin!reader #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x gn!reader #fred weasley x fem!reader #fred weasley angst #requests

[lynnlovesspidahman]

this is me trying.

peter parker x reader

part 2. || part 1.

masterlist.

warnings : angst, mentions of violence, swearing, lots of self-doubt (peter im sorry)

word count : 2.7k

summary : There’s always two sides to a story. An apology is put into place.

Peter felt like he was living three different lives at once.

Each taking so, so much energy every single day.

His job, an assistant for Dr. Octavius at Octavius Industries. He felt guilty for arriving late every day, and still somehow having a job.

Peter was smarter than Doc, they both knew that. So that meant he would be called to office very, very often.

Usually because of some mistake Doc had made while working on the new prototypes of prosthetic limbs.

But the pressure it brought could get to be too much sometimes. One small mistake could cost millions of lives — or dollars — if not noticed early enough.

But he knew it would help the world someday, in so many ways. The exhaustion was totally worth it.

Spider-Man. Peter had loved and genuinely enjoyed playing his alter-ego.

Constantly, day and night, he was out. Out saving people everywhere. Sure, his work wasn’t appreciated by everyone but it was 100% worth it — to him.

But Spider-Man came with considerable costs. His everlasting lack of sleep. Peter can’t remember the last time he really got his 8 hours. The bags under his eyes made that apparent enough.

The physicality of the job, how many times had he stopped a car with his bare hands? He lost count years ago.

The bruises, cuts, broken limbs, brought immense pain, even to Spider-Man. Sure, he can heal faster — a nights rest, a heating pad, and your some soup is more than enough — But that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

And the emotional weight it brought.

The crimes haven’t slowed, if anything they’ve gotten much more prominent all around the city.

The overwhelming amount of times he has to swing across New York to fight off large groups of thugs has become too much.

And honestly, he’s so sick of it.

And so, Peter stopped pulling his punches as much.

The guilt didn’t come until later.

He climbed through your apartment’s window after a long, long night of patrol.

You were sitting there — unaware of his presence— watching TV, all cuddled up on the corner of the couch with your mini Spidey plush.

“Hey, beautiful.” He called out to you.

“Holy shit-” You jumped and turned around to look at him. “You can’t just pop out of nowhere like that, you scared the hell out of me.”

You got up and walked towards him, “Was patrol okay?”

“Uh, yeah it was alright, kicked my ass tonight though. I’m worn out,” He stretched his arms above his head.

“Hm. Why?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Uhm, I mean I fought bad guys all night?” He scoffed, a stupid question, he thought.

“Or was it because you practically killed someone tonight?” You bluntly said.

You had taken a step away from him, like he was a danger to you too.

“They were a criminal!” He shrugged.

“Why does that matter? You can’t just completely take someone’s life away. That’s not who you are. Before you say you didn’t, you came real close to.” You stood your position.

It felt like you shot him straight in the heart.

He should’ve listened to you. But instead, he took a shot right back at you, a shot to kill.

“Again, they’re criminals. I’m sorry I had to calm things down somehow. I’m sorry I needed to do something to catch a break for once in my damn life. And you’re not exactly helping that.” He looked away from you. He felt ashamed.

You were right, he knew that, even then. But his pride couldn’t let him admit it.

“What is wrong with you? You love Spider-Man. And you always talk about how killing sickens you. You’ve changed, Peter.” You spat back at him.

He should’ve just ended it there, stopped the excessive violence, stopped the fight. Maybe then he wouldn’t have been in your kitchen on that faithful Tuesday.

It had been two days since that argument.

His almost perfect rep was officially ruined (Jameson had a field trip that day, too). The stress was at an all-time high.

He almost couldn’t handle it. He didn’t want to anymore.

He was still so angry at you for being right. Because you always were.

You were the one who kept him balanced, who took care of him no matter the time of day or night.

He hadn’t been back to your apartment since the fight, either.

But he would return to it after a tough night the day after. And the next.

And you forgave him, so fast (He took you to see the Barbie movie, paid for every snack and drink you could’ve wanted. It was indisputable on your end). The guilt from what Peter’s put you through has just stacked on and on.

Now he really couldn’t handle it anymore. 

And so, there he was. Sat atop a random rooftop rethinking everything.

He debated his life. His three lives, more like. Which parts were worth it, and which weren’t. (It was really fucked up, who measures parts of their life in worth and just decides which to throw away?)

He couldn’t lose his job, how would he make money?

He couldn’t stop being Spider-Man, he knew that.

And there was you. The biggest and undoubtedly the most important part.

But you were also easy to throw away, he thought.

So much stress and time would be lifted off of his shoulders.

(Little did he know, it would be the complete opposite. His injuries didn’t heal all the way like they did when you took care of him. Every time he was hurt, it would linger for days at a time. He missed how much you’d worried for him. He really took you for granted.)

And so, he decided in the next couple of weeks, he would break it off.

And he did. On the Tuesday the following week.

He looks back on it — to this day — and realized everything he had said to you that evening, wasn’t directed at you. It was directed at himself.

Of course he enjoyed loving you. He didn’t enjoy being himself was what.

He needed to be his best for you because he couldn’t be with anything else. He failed at being the friendly and reliable Spider-man. Him and Doc didn’t get the grant they’d been needing for so long.

And when he did try to improve when you called him out that night, it just wasn’t enough.

He didn’t deserve you.

He took everything out on you, he didn’t mean a word he said. But you didn’t know that.

Peter never had an outlet to take anything out. He couldn’t leave you with every burden of his life, Doc and him weren’t that close, and May couldn’t know he was Spider-Man.

He snapped that Tuesday.

And there’s nothing more that he regrets in his entire life.

But he couldn’t burden you anymore. He wouldn’t.

He did nothing but keep you up late at night, hurt your feelings, and make you do everything for him.

Peter loved you. And he couldn’t let himself torture you like this.

So he forced himself to let you go. You would move on, anyways. He couldn’t.

He listened to every single one of the voicemails you sent.

Every. Single. One. He’s never heard you sound so down (Because of him, nonetheless).

It took so much out of him to not respond. More than what he had to give.

And after five weeks, he finally caved.

He texted you.

9:52 PM

Hey, beautiful.

You wouldn’t forgive him quick this time, he knew that. This time wasn’t just some fight. He tore your heart apart.

But he would work for your forgiveness, he swore to himself, God as his witness.

You read the message immediately. He knew you had gotten off of work, so it wasn’t completely abnormal.

But you didn’t respond. He checked his phone all night and the next morning (He was desperate for something, even if it was an angry text. He hated nothing more than you ignoring him).

So he texted you again. He just went straight for it this time, no holding back anymore.

1:16 PM

Can we meet up?? I think we can agree there’s still some loose ends we need to revisit, together.

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He was patient this time. He tried stepping in your shoes, and it broke his heart. He couldn’t imagine you snapping on him like he had.

He couldn’t live if you were angry at him like he was at you. And if you weren’t going to respond again he was debating on just showing up to your apartment. Can’t ignore him that way.

2:12 PM

Y/N 💞 : “Loose ends” is a funny term. You mean when you randomly showed up to my apartment and broke up with me for the stupidest reason?

He cringed. This was a dumb decision.

2:12 PM

I know, trust me. I just want to talk. And explain myself.

Explain my biggest mistake. I’ve never regretted anything more than leaving you and taking the anger at myself onto you.

He debated on sending the message, but he didn’t.

You would just see it as him trying kiss your ass into forgiving him. It worked before.

2:14 PM

Y/N 💞 : Peter, why? Why are you only just know texting me? Why are you trying to meet up when you tore my heart into pieces? Why are you seeking forgiveness randomly?

Why are you asking such hard questions, he wanted to ask.

2:14 PM

Idk, I miss you?

I miss you and still love you. I regret that night so much.

Can you just hear me out? Please?

Nothing sounded right. But he just went for it, again. At this point, he was pacing across his rooftop, anxious for your response (If you even gave him one).

2:15 PM

Y/N 💞 : Peter, I swear. If you make me regret this, I’ll come for you. Worse than any enemy you’ve ever faced and ever will.

He laughed at that one. You wouldn’t —right?—

2:15 PM

I won’t, Y/N. I promise. Tomorrow, Micks at 3?

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You left him on read, but he counted that as a success — you didn’t refuse his offer so.. —

He would come back from this. He has to.

Peter was late. Fuck him.

Why did you even give him your time of day anymore? This man could tear you apart and you still gave into his words.

3:13 PM

Peter 🕸️ : Babt, I’mso sotry. I got caugjt up with worl, I’m bloxks away I sqaer.

You could barely understand him, but you were used to his usually proper grammar slipping while he was swinging.

How dare he? How dare he beg you to come out here and he gets to show up late??

He practically busted the restaurant’s door open. He rushed to your table.

“Baby I-”

“No,” You interrupted. “You don’t get to call me that. Fuck you, asshole. You ask me to meet you and you show up late? Are you kidding me?” You crossed your arms and stood up from the booth you were sitting at.

“Y/N, I’m so, so sorry. I got caught up with Doc at work. Huuge internal wiring problem. I don’t even understand how he could’ve messed it up so badly,” He talked with his hands, he was so cute when he did that.

You took a step towards him, and slapped the shit out of his stupidly attractive face.

“You don’t get to break me and show up late when you wanted me here.” The tears were back. You were livid. You shoved your finger into his face as you scolded him.

“I know, I know. I keep fucking up and I’m sorry. Lets just sit down and let me explain everything. I promise you, it’s worth it.” He put his hands on both of your shoulders to keep you from leaving and tried to calm you down.

“Hands off,” You pulled his hands away from your shoulder and slumped back into the booth.

You wanted to go home.

“Okay, okay.” He sat down and stared at you.

“Well?” You waited, “Let’s hear this explanation,” You rolled your eyes.

“Well, uh-” He paused for a moment, “I don’t know how to start.”

You waited for him to continue, arms still crossed. You really didn’t want to hear him out.

“Do you remember when I almost beat the life outta that guy? Like a month ago or something?” He asked.

“Yeah.” You rolled your eyes again, not exactly a good moment to bring up.

“I feel like that’s where it started,”

“Mhm..” You nodded for him to keep going.

“I started slipping. I stopped pulling my punches and I was so stressed out every moment of my life. A-and one day I just got so sick of it,” He started choking up, you almost felt bad for him.

“So I sat down and tried to organize my life. I wanted to rid myself of stress and try to free up time for myself in order to y’know, rejuvenate.”

You sat there, you were expecting plain excuses. But it seemed he had something real going here.

“I couldn’t rid myself of my job — how else would I be able to live? — and obviously Spider-Man isn’t a choice. And there came you. The best and biggest part of my life.”

You raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue.

“I was stupid, I thought that by taking a break, I’d feel more free. And feel more.. well less stressed out. If I had something to myself then I would be better and feel okay? I don’t know.”

You narrowed your eyes at him.

“Don’t look at me like that, please. I was so overwhelmed with everything. I’ve been so behind on rent, and crime just never stops around here. Its like it raises more and more every week.”

“I thought-” He took a deep breath, “I thought that if I had one less chore — trust me you are not a chore to me — life would get easier.”

You’re guessing he tried to rephrase his words he said before, he’s almost repeating himself.

“But it didn’t. At all. I was in pain all the time — emotionally and physically — it didn’t help at all. I said I didn’t enjoy loving you. I lied. I didn’t enjoy loving myself- or being me.”

Your heart clenched for him. He hurt you so bad, but hearing how he truly felt made you slightly reconsider things.

“I didn’t enjoy the stress of my life, and I don’t have any outlet for my anger. And you forgave me so easily the last time we fought. And I guess I took advantage of that. I took all of the hate I had for myself onto you. I think that will forever be my biggest mistake.”

Your eyebrows scrunched.

“I love you. So much, Y/N. More than words can describe. I’ve never regretted anything more in my life and I can’t ever be away from you, again.”

“I broke it off thinking it would cause me less stress, but I understand now that it was you who took the pressure away. Being away from you, Y/N,” He laughed (At his own pain, seemingly). “I’ve never felt shittier in my life.”

Your tears flowed. Your expectations were well exceeded. He’s fucked up so much, but he makes up for it every time. And this time, it wasn’t done by kissing your ass and spoiling you, you recognized that.

“I can’t explain how sorry I am. I regret what I did to you that night so much. More than anything in the world. I just hope you can understand that.”

“I hope you can understand me.” He kept eye contact, his eyes were watery. “I know how complicated I can get,” He let out a breathy laugh.

“Pete.” You just about whispered his name.

“Yeah..?” He wiped his eyes on his sleeve before answering you.

“I forgive you.” You smiled, still crying from his well thought out (you had to give him credit) apology.

“Wait- Really?”

“Yeah. I do.”

He stood up and hugged you from across the table.

“But..”

“But..?” He repeated you, curiously. He let go of the hug to look you in the eyes.

“You’re gonna have to pay for the meal if you really want me back.”

He laughed.

“I love you.”

He grabbed your cheeks and pulled you in for a kiss. He’s never kissed you so hard.

Stunned, but pleasantly surprised, you sat there for a moment. Unsure of whether you should kiss him or not.

But you grabbed his collar and melted into the kiss.

No matter how hard he had broken you, his words brought you back to him.

And you wouldn’t regret it, you knew that.

part 2 is finished 🥹

just wanna explain a few things just in case:

peter is a lil ooc w the excessive violence and it’s not him to be like that but i feel like every body gets to that point where everything can be just too much. even spider-man.

i also feel like he needs a healthy outlet for his feelings, being spiderman, he’s constantly busy. not exactly easy to make friends. but also being spiderman, he doesn’t wanna leave y/n with all of his problems, he’s supposed to be the hero. so he bottles it all up. to the point where he just burst one day and took it out on her. (not good!!)

also i felt like him being a man, he’s going to feel insecure if y/n’s the one taking care of him all the time. he’s the man, it’s supposed to be the other way around, but it’s not. and that’s okay!! often times, old traditions still lies deep within all of us. men’s mental health matters too!! men can still feel insecure!! EVERYONE DOES. but that doesn’t mean we (as people) can take out our insecurities or anger at ourselves onto other people. most times, they don’t deserve the hate we bring onto ourselves.

that being said, not everyone can be perfect. (peter is a great example) we’re all going through something in life and are constantly being tested. but, the biggest thing is to always persevere no matter what. you’re never going to have more on your plate than you can handle. if you’re struggling, always remember to reach out to someone. a loved one, a professional, or even me. my dms are always open. i love you all. 🩷

anyways,

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated!!

i hope you all enjoyed this story as much as i liked writing it 💗💗

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[thebeast-dennis-etcetera]

So Many Questions Part 3

Prompt: You’re pulled in for questioning by NCIS and are quickly surprised to see your ex-boyfriend as your interrogator.

Notes: Some characters are post season 11. Some smut ahead! @kittenlittle24

Part 2. Part 1.

“I’m here to see Agent Gibbs,” you told the security officer. Making a quick call, he nodded and let you through, now adorning a spiffy visitor pass on your chest.

You entered the big orange room with a small smile, grateful this time you weren’t here to be interrogated. You spotted Agent McGee and Bishop sitting at their desks but no sight of Jethro.

“Miss L/N. Everything alright?” McGee asked as you rounded the corner and chose a chair to sit in.

“Oh yeah, everything’s good. Except for the whole phsycho investor trying to kill me. I felt too vulnerable at my office so I came here to see if I could help in any way.”

Both agents gave you a look that you could only describe as part fear part awe.

“What’s the problem?” you asked, looking around to see if there was a big spider somewhere.

“Uh, you’re just sitting at Gibb’s desk. No one sits there except Gibbs,” Bishop answered, laughing nervously. Jeeze. Is Jethro really that intimidating that his agents are scared of a desk chair?

“Well I saw an empty seat and took it. He won’t mind I’m sure. He’s not even here.”

“Oh but I am,” you heard, turning to see Jethro walking over with a cup of coffee in hand. He stopped to stand in front of you and for a few seconds you both just stared at one another, a silent fight for dominance happening. If the chair was so important, you’d let him have it.

You stood up, now close enough to him to smell his aftershave and gave him a smirk. You always loved challenging him, but loved it more when he challenged you back, as it usually ending with him on top in the literal and figurative sense.

Stepping aside, he took a seat and you moved some of his papers so you could sit on the corner of his desk. His team looked thoroughly shocked but didn’t say anything as Jethro barked at them.

“What’d you got?”

“Well Torres and Quinn are interrogating Cheryll Reznik. She told them Ian Chandler had been talking with a man named Dominic. Bishop and I were able to connect an electronic payment he sent for 10k to a Dominic Waters. Turns out Dominic had just been released from prison about a week ago for armed robbery and aggravated assault. Perfect man for a small hit job in need of cash.”

“Then go bring him in McGee. Take Bishop with you.”

They both quickly scurried off, not wanting to be in the awkward space that you had made. Once the elevator doors closed behind them, you spun around, legs now hanging over Jethro’s side.

“Well you certainly have them trained well.”

“Yeah, they listen. Unlike you. I told you to go back to work, we’ve got this handled.”

You leaned in slightly, watching as his eyes briefly glanced down at your slightly opened blouse and then back at your eyes.

“You know how much I love pushing your buttons Jethro. Plus, I’ve been at work all day and haven’t been able to get anything done. I didn’t feel safe there without you there.”

You picked up his cup of coffee and took a sip, grimacing at the bitter taste. You forgot he liked his coffee plain.

“I’ve got an agent assigned to you when I’m not there,” he explained, taking the coffee out of your hands and taking a sip of his own.

“It’s not the same. Plus, I was thinking maybe we could get a bite to eat. Im starving and I’m assuming all you’ve had today is coffee.”

“No time. Got a killer to catch.”

“Yeah well you’ll be no good to anyone when you pass out from lack of food and an overdose on caffeine.”

He gave you the familiar look that let you know that he let you win the argument. He only ever gave it to you when he also secretly agreed with you.

Without a word, he got up and you hopped down to follow him with a triumphant smile.

————

“I don’t know why we couldn’t have gone to Duke’s. They’ve got the best beet salad,” you complained, sticking an overly cooked fry into your mouth. The little diner was cute but you were sure they weren’t known for their food.

“This place has good coffee.”

You watched him sip his probably 5th coffee of the day and rolled your eyes. Just then, your phone began ringing and you saw the caller ID as your next door neighbor.

“Hey Greg, what’s up?…What? Right now?….Can you see what he looks like?”

You listened to him give you a description and motioned to Jethro that it was important.

“Ok, no don’t confront them! We’re on our way!”

You hung up as Jethro had already gotten up and paid for the dinner.

“My neighbor just called saying someone was breaking into my place. His description was vague but it looked like they were looking for something.”

You both left the diner and sped off to your house. When you arrived, Greg was waiting out front and he gave you a hug, receiving a look from Jethro.

“They left just after I hung up with you. Took off in a blue sedan. I’m so glad you weren’t in there. I think I saw a gun.”

“Stay here,” Jethro ordered, pulling out his own gun and Greg’s eyes got wide.

“Don’t worry Greg. He’s a federal agent.”

The two of you waited as Jethro cleared the house and came back outside.

“What do you think he was looking for? Does this have anything to do with that crazy lady shooting you Y/N?” Greg asked as we all walked up the house steps.

“I’m not sure Greg, but I appreciate you calling.”

“Yeah no problem. I enjoy looking out for you,” he replied with a smile. Jethro gave him his classic hard stare and Greg cleared his throat awkwardly, smile fading.

“Alright. Well as long as you’re safe. Have a good-

The front door shut on him before he had a chance to finish his sentence and you looked at Jethro.

“He was just being nice Jet.”

“Mm-hm.”

You went around the semi trashed house, trying to figure out if anything was taken as Jethro picked up a little wooden boat from your shelf and inspected it.

“Your first gift to me. Made out of an old piece of driftwood I think you told me.”

He put it back and walked over to you as you finished putting back the couch cushions together.

“Well I don’t think anything was taken but honestly, I could be sure-

You were promptly interrupted by Jethro’s lips on yours and almost froze in shock.

When he didn’t make a move to pull away, you quickly matched his energy and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling yourself closer.

You both took steps until you felt your back touch the hallway wall. His kisses moved from your lips to your neck as you pulled his jacket off.

“Bedroom. Now,” he spoke huskily, sparking a fire within you. Grabbing his hand, you led him down the hallway and into your bedroom that had also clearly been tossed. You could’ve cared less as the both of you got undressed, Jethro setting his gun and badge down on your bedside table and pulling you into bed.

He didn’t stay on top too long before grabbing you so that you sat atop of him, easily sinking down onto his more than ready length. You both moaned at the contact and you made quick work, rocking back and forth with Jethro’s big hands gripping your hips.

“Just like that baby,” he grunted, looking up at you as you let your head fall back in ecstasy. His hands traveled so that your breasts were being squeezed and pinched, quickly bringing you closer to your climax.

“I can’t last much longer Jet,” you panted, clenching around him, making his eyes close.

He sat up and pulled you in for another kiss, hands helping keep up your rythmic pace until you fell apart, orgasm hitting you like a freight train. He wasn’t far behind, groaning and holding you still as he filled you up, knowing you loved it when he came inside of you.

Breaths heavy as you both came down from your high, you stayed together, embracing each other. He tiredly peppered kisses on your shoulder and gently ran his fingers across your back, making you shiver.

He chuckled and pressed a kiss against your ear. “You were always so easily overstimulated.”

“Yeah well you make it so easy with your talented multi-tasking.”

Eventually, you two separated, you heading into the bathroom to clean up. When you came out, Jethro was on the phone but handed you your clothes.

“Yup. We’ll be right there.”

He hung up and finished tucking and buttoning up his dress shirt.

“That was McGee. They’ve got Dominic in interrogation. He wants to confess.”

“That’s great,” you said, getting dressed and walking over to him as he clipped his badge on and gun on. Fixing his dishelved hair, you smiled and pecked his lips.

“I hope you’ll still come by even after we nail this bastard.”

“Well someone’s gotta make sure Greg keeps his distance.”

You laughed and followed him out.

#gibbs x reader #leroy jethro gibbs #ncis #ncis fanfiction #agent gibbs #mark harmon #ncis request

[halfmoondaze]

Maybe Jack and reader have their first argument and she’s scared he will leave her, because she is used to people leaving her. His hearts break and he assures her that he loves her and won’t leave her because a small argument 🥺🥺 so angst into fluff?

Please Don't Leave Me

”Are you even listening to me?” Jack said as he ran his hand through his curls growing frustrated.

“I am. I understand your work is demanding, but I feel like I’m being pushed away and I miss you, I-"

“-I can’t do this anymore”

“Where are you going?”

“I need some time alone. This isn’t going anywhere”

And before Y/N could protest, he was gone.

Jack didn’t want to admit it but for the past weeks, they’ve been going through a rough patch. They’ve always been good at communicating with each other, but as of right now, there was a clear space between them.

This all became evident when Jack started canceling their plans, to get his album done. But as this turned into an ongoing thing, she couldn't help but think he was avoiding telling her he had grown bored of her and wanted to leave her.

It was all driving her to the edge. It was something Jack never got to see, as well as all those nights she would cry herself to sleep.

Jack stormed out of their shared apartment, but he didn’t get that far. He found himself parked in an empty parking lot as he tried to cool down. He had no choice but to get out of the apartment, to avoid saying something he’ll regret. He didn’t want to lose her.

When he arrived back at their place after being out for less than an hour, he entered the dark foyer, which was unusually quiet. For a moment, he thought Y/N had left, up until he heard the muffled cries coming from the kitchen.

As he quietly entered the kitchen, his heart broke at the sight of Y/N sitting on the kitchen floor hugging her knees silently crying.

He kneeled on her level and in that moment, she sensed his presence and slowly gazed up at him revealing her bloodshot eyes, wet cheeks, and red nose.

“Jack?”

“Hey” he softly said sitting next to her on the floor.

“I'm sorry I made you upset, please don’t leave me” she whispered.

At that moment, he swore he could feel his heavy heart break into a million pieces. He couldn’t help but feel like the biggest fool in the world for making her think for a moment he would abandon her.

He held her in his arms as she cried in his shirt.

“Why would you say something like that?” he asked.

“You left. I thought you weren’t coming back” she said between sobs.

“Hey, shh shh its ok” he said holding her close and kissing the top of her head continuously. “I’m the one that should be apologizing. I was being an idiot and I didn’t want to listen”

They held into each other until Y/N calmed down and her breathing pattern went back to normal. Then, they went to bed with Jack holding her close to his chest.

“Y/N?” he whispered.

“Hm?”

“Why would you think I would abandon you over an argument?” he softly asked.

At that moment, Y/N told him about how growing up, since she was a child, she always felt abandoned by those closest to her including her family.

“I’m so sorry I made you feel like that. I would never leave you over some small argument. I love you. And I'll make sure you feel loved as long as Im here”

And for the first time, Y/N felt validated for feeling that way. As for Jack, he made sure Y/N never had a reason to think he'll leave, even if that means having to reassure her of it every single day for the rest of his life.

She soon eased into his touch and before they knew it, they fell asleep.

#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x you #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow one shot #jack harlow blurb #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow angst #bf!jack #shy!reader #jack harlow fanfiction #jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow fic #jack x y/n #jack x reader #jack x you #harlow jack

[alaskashigh]

may I humbly ask thee for fluffy and angsty CaliYork hc’s? :)

*stares at you with my autistic eyes 👁️👁️*

*not forcing*

*gasp* me? you’re asking me? the caliyork god? /j

of course you can have angsty and fluffy Caliyork hc’s!! (all of them, if i had the time 😔😔). also a lot (majority) of these headcanons are inspired by/from my friend @ghost-jamie’s headcanons bc they are so great and amazing and caliyork is literally the number one thing we talk about-

sorry if some of these suck. my main focus has been on ny/nj/ca for the past few months so, yknow

also ima open up my asks bc im bored and want to get my tumblr account alive again! send me headcanons/wttt related stuff please!

Caliyork fluff

They have the best cuddles. Since New York is always cold and California is always hot their cuddles are great. New York likes to press his chest against California’s back (the hottest area for Cal is his back) when he’s the big spoon and vice versa for Cal.

California loves to make cool things he finds for New York. New York has an entire collection of origami and other artistic things Cal’s made for him.

Their favorite things to do is to curl up with each other and do their own little things. Whether that be Cal reading a book and New York listening to music, it doesn’t matter. They just love being near one another.

California can be a really good cook when he’s in the mood. Before he and New York got together he was in a big slump, always pushing himself too hard and stressed, so he relied heavily on microwavable meals and junk food. New York coming into his life really helped get him back onto his feet. New York loves his food whenever he cooks and will cook with him sometimes.

The power couple in meetings. Don’t fuck with one of them if you don’t want the other to jump you. Neither of them are scared to fight.

Can be heard laughing in each others rooms late at night or during the day. Those two are always doing something together and relaxing in one of their rooms.

New York likes to bring Cal to his rats/pigeons just to see his happy and excited face. He finds it adorable at how happy he gets playing with the animals.

angst bit is cut off just incase. tw for drinking, arguing, and fighting mentions. if i need to add anymore tw’s let me know!!

Caliyork angst

California has bad attachment issues and a fear of abandonment. He’s always scared that New York is gonna leave him once he realizes that he isn’t worth it or that he’s with him out of pity. New York makes sure to assure him that no, he isn’t gonna leave him and that he does love him very much.

New York has come home on multiple occasions drunk as hell and bloodied after a fight. It scares the hell out of California each time. They’ve gotten into a few arguments over it and NY’s promised to step away from drinking. He’s healing slowly.

New York worries that California’s gonna leave him as soon as he realizes that New York is a shitty partner. California lets him know that he’s the best boyfriend Cal could ever ask for and that no matter what he isn’t leaving.

They’ve said some hurtful things to each other during rare fights multiple times and have almost broken up over it. It usually ended up with the two taking breaks for a bit before starting up couples therapy to the others relief. Things are getting better and they are learning how to communicate better.

New York has a bit of a jealousy problem. He’ll latch onto California and attack your ass if he deems you as overstepping boundaries. California’s the same way but he’s a bit more relaxed about it since he knows New York well and trusts him. It’s caused a bit of a problem on multiple occasions so they are working on fixing it.

#wttt new york #wttsh new york #wttt california #wttsh california #wttt #wttsh #welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #ben brainard #wttt caliyork

[skotiwolves]

I get the idea of everyone wanting an emotional reaction last week with omega being taken back to Tantiss, and while I also wished there was one, it doesn’t really make sense in my mind

They’ve already been through Omega being taken. While I don’t believe Hunter and Wrecker are completely desensitized to her now being taken there for a second time, I think there’s just an understanding to get to work. To put their anger, their frustrations, to getting her back, not to sit around and fight about it with Crosshair

Besides, that already happened in “The Return” when Cross and Hunter had their fight

“You let Omega be taken to Tantiss” and most of Crosshair’s point in that conversation, while directed at Hunter, is now all true for him, as well. To rehash that again isn’t necessary writing-wise. Both Hunter and Cross have grown since that point and Hunter finally trusts Crosshair now. To shove each other around and get in another pointless argument is counterproductive plot-wise, character-wise, and as watchers of the show

Also pretty sure that Crosshair gave them the run-down of why it happened. Im sure he mentioned that he didn’t want her to do it, but that she insisted. All of them know Omega, her choice to go and the guilt she carries is not a surprise to any one of them

And we don’t see them not react. Wrecker reacts as accurately as he can, as he was just knocked unconscious from the Marauder blast and was probably awake for 5 minutes when he heard the news

Hunter, on the other hand, seems to hash it out in the Juggernaut scenes, especially when the stormtrooper flew over the side and Hunter slammed him into the wall. How aggressively he drives, almost carelessly, to get rampart off-world so that they can get coordinates. He’s their best bet (as far as we know now), and Hunter is going to put that desperation and determination to work to get his little girl back

It is entirely possible for something to happen off screen or for it to be an understood for the viewers. It’s also entirely possible for characters to talk off screen *gasp*. We don’t have to see every little interaction or emotion—that would take away the fun.

#I’m NOT an expert #im jusf spewing my two insignificant and probably incoherent cents at 1am #I’ve just seen a lot of people up in arms about this stuff specifically #sometimes things happen off screen !! #sometimes things are done the way they’re done bc the writers expect the watchers to understand what they’re getting at !! #(which feels like a little too much hope for some media consumers nowadays #but I digress) #we’re not going to see EVERYTHING #I get that it felt like a big scene. and it was! but we’ve already been through this #they don’t have time to mope around. they don’t. and they know that. so they got to work #they got to work because they KNOW omega needs them #and they’re in a MUCH different position now than they were when she was first captured #tbb #the bad batch

[dabiscrustyfeet]

Hi, I really liked what you wrote. Can you do the reaction of the brothers when they learn that their children are harassed because of his half human blood? The little one didn't want to say anything, ashamed of being weak when they were their children.

Awww this is such a cute post thank u for requesting my love

(Im so sorry it took so long)

The sins find out their kid was harassed because they have half human blood

Lucifer

First of all

How dare people harass his child

No seriously – you have a death wish

Second of all

His child ain’t weak just because they have half human blood

They are stronger than most demons mkay

So y’all hurting them is 1: a death wish 2: idiocy and 3: he will tell his child to beat yo ass once they get a grip of their power

So when his kid comes to him looking upset – oh he knows and he’s not happy

The kiddo was about to say some lame ass excuse and he cuts them off

‘You know you’re not weak right? You’re still young, your power will grow, okay dear?’

As soon as his kid says ‘aren’t you ashamed that i couldn’t defend myself ?’

Bruh– he’s looking at his kid like 👁👄👁

He’s offended– you think he’s ashamed?

Staring at his kid like they grew three heads

‘No i am not ashamed’ honestly said it with so much finality you’d have thought he was in an argument

Obviously he needs to make his kid feel better so [insert very soft dad lucifer comforting his child]

And when the his pride and joy [his kid, if you didn’t realise] fell asleep

He decided to ready the not so secret torture chamber in the basement

He had a few guests coming over

Mammon

Oof- i feel sorry for whoever hurt this mans kid

First off, mammon has a soft spot for kids; he has a nine year old to look after and pays child support for and he absolutely adores luke

Second off, you thought lucifer and beel were scary when it comes to protecting their family if someone hurt them

Well, mammon is terrifying

So, mammon is minding his business, ya know, doing things the avatar of greed does

And his kid has come home and goes straight to their room

And mammon was kinda hyper fixated on some shit, so obviously, levi pops in the guys room and tells him his kid is home

Now you have mammon running to his kid to ask them about their day

And he hears them sobbing, face down on their bed Disney style

Now mammon is very concerned

‘Whats wrong?’ He asked his kid

They kinda cry harder, so mammon holds them close, as he did with his brothers once

Once they calm down they tell mams what happened and they’ve been hurt and they think he’s ashamed

He pretty much shuts down the idea just like lucifer has cuz uno: he loves his kid dos: he ain’t ashamed , and he loves them and tres: they’re his kid, so they will be powerful in due time

You and i both know that mammon is the best at controlling his anger, and he’d rather comfort his child than commit a felony

But don’t you think he forgotten oh no he hasn’t

After a few days of regaining the child’s happiness, and they are better than ever

Thats when he strikes

With the help of his crows, he manages to locate them bitches who put the idea that his kid is weak cuz they have half human blood in their head

And lets say that those hoes are now resting in pieces

There is a reason why mammon is the second strongest avatar

Do not underestimate his power

Leviathan

Levi was watching tsl for the umpteenth time

Annd he got bored, so he decided to see if his kid was back home

He likes watching anime with them, i mean it does get boring alone sometimes

He saw them walk out the door, and he ran to ask if they wanna play a game or something

And his kid be like ‘🥲 sure’

Levi is bamboozled and would like an explanation

He wants to know why they look like that

Like who hurt you? Why you upset 🤨

The kid tries to lie or some shit

Babes. Levi is the grand admiral for a reason

🎶Why you lying why you always lying🎶

Once he got the truth out of his kid this mans envy comes out

‘Its not fair, they shouldn’t treat you like this– don’t they know that you’re my kid? How dare they hurt you?!’

And now he’s holding his kid close to him : a way to prevent him from flooding the house

Which also meant that he unknowingly turned into his demon form, meaning his tail is also hugging his kid

I mean what else do you expect with a tail get your head out the gutter

Now once he calmed down, he reassured his kid that ‘these fucktards were jealous of you, that you are powerful and who cares if youve got half human blood?🤨 you can still beat their asses no problem’

He’s out here making them think of all the things they could do to those harassers once their power increases

Unfortunately this kid also does watch whatever anime they have over there with levi, meaning they are cultured

They read and watched death note, so now we have a little light yagami waiting for their power to awaken

Levi doesn’t have to do much to the harassers really

You thought Lotan was huge?

The Leviathan makes Lotan look like a butterfly

Satan

Oh satan, satan, satan

Damn

I don’t even know what to say

This man was doing his daily things

Read a book, check on the cats, read a book, check on the cats, go to the cat cafe, read a book

You get the point

Satan is already a whole menace on his own

Imagine him and his kid together

They wreck shit together, be cynical together, prank lucifer together, hunt down assholes together

They’re basically best friends

This kid, being a lot like satan, doesn’t cry easily

So imagine the shock when satan comes home from petting some stray cats

His menace of child- crying while reading a book

So he asks them whats the matter

‘Who do i need to defenestrate?’

So kid is like ‘ah no nothing is wrong this book is just sad’

Decent excuse that satan actually bought

So he decides to sit with them to comfort them, yanno

Sometimes books can be depressing

Until he reads the front cover

Which reads ‘Heidi’

Sure some parts are sad, but boi it is not enough for you to cry

So he’s a little confused

‘Are you lying?’

‘No’ they say while not giving eye contact

Lies.

How does he know?

He just does

‘You’re lying. What happened ?’

Obviously, they end up fessing up how they feel like satan is ashamed and how they are weak cuz of the human blood in them

Cue angry satan noises

Like levi, he got mad for his kid

You know them little book towers in his room

That shit went tumbling down

Hoes very mad

So ✨reassurance time✨

After the child is happy, feeling better, he goes on a rampage

Massive rampage

He uses his connections and all

Made use of everything he has

Some point he roped lucifer’s own connections in

Nobody can escape the wrath of Satan

Asmodeus

The last thing anyone should be doing is insulting his kid

Ik his child is taught self love from a young age

Anyone who tries to make his kid self loathe ends up on the blacklist

Asmo’s kid is obviously real confident in almost everything

So imagine the shock of asmo when he sees his kid bawling their eyes out with a tub of ice cream in their lap

Now this kid normally cries dramatically and makes it known

But they hid away in asmos room, all is not well.

We now have an avatar of sin fretting over his kid, wiping tears and shit ya know

And asks what the matter is

So when asmo hears what comes out of his kids mouth, he goes haywire

About to go crazy

But keeps it in

Asmodeus inhales and exhales, to calm himself down

‘Darling, your my child, and you are a thousand times more powerful than those idiots. How about we have a bath and watch some movies, hmm?’

Is what he says

Since his kid absolutely hates violence (they find it a waste of time) , he cant really say what he about to do

So he decides to leave the matter till later and chooses to comfort the kid ( while also finding out about who made his kid upset)

And asmo manages to locate them hoes who hurt his kid

He may not like getting his hands dirty but he sure as hell will do it for his child

He is a ruler of hell after all

Beelzebub

Whoever hurt this mans kid is daft

Anyways

His child was found outside gardening

And beel was passing by till he hears his child speaking to the plants

‘Maybe they think that will make the plants grow, cute’

Or so he thought

My guy came closer and heard the poor kid crying to the plants saying shit like ‘im a disgrace’

So he scoops them up in his arms and holds them close.

He decides to distract them and calm them down, drink some water and the cookie he had ( he trying his best)

Among the things that he shows the child is his demon form

The child was always fascinated with the sound of his wings

The soft buzz of his wings calmed them down, and their cheeks was stuffed of the cookies, looking very much like a hamster

Beel asks them of why they were crying and it turns out that they thought he was ashamed of them being a half blood

Which is an idea that ya boy shut down completely

We all know that beel is quite blunt with what he says, and so he asked them who put the idea in his head

When the tell him the kids names, he quite frankly says ‘they don’t amount to anything if they find happiness in hurting others feelings - don’t think much of them too much okay, they wont bother you anymore’

Damn right they didnt

Because they were dead

What can i say? His stomach is bottomless pit, he may as well make use of it

Belphegor

Now, why would you do that?

What possessed you to target Belphegor’s child?

The kid of the homicidal maniac

The kid of the man who is insane

The kid of a guy who strangled you

Clearly you haven’t thought this through

So the child is up in the attic, in a corner, sulking

We all know that belphie has problems, but these problems are set aside to see what is going on with his kid

Belphegor just sits there, next to the child, and pulls them to his lap, stroking the kids hair-hes being very wholesome at the moment

After a few minutes, the kid has their tension eased from their shoulders, feeling very calm after all

‘Do you want to talk about it?’ is what belphie asks

He knew the second the kid stilled in his lap something has happened

Surprisingly, he tries to coax the kid into telling him what happened, but like also saying they don’t need to tell him if they don’t want to

We all know he a nosy prick and he definitely wants to know

The second he finds out, the temperature in the attic drops

However, he acts like all is well and continues humming a lullaby to his kid

If the lullaby was a sleeping spell in disguise, the child will never know

After the kid falls asleep and belphie tucks them to bed, he leaves the room and decides to take a stroll outside to calm his nerves

Once he felt very calm he decides to go back home

Lets say his efforts of trying not to cause murder went down the drain

Why, you may ask?

Its because he saw them dudes who thought they could make his kid feel bad about themselves

Now, I like to think belphegor has some sort of hypnotic power, whether to immobilise someone or to make them sleep, he has it

His voice is soft and sweet, a melody of its own kind

The people seem to answer; their bodies moving towards an alleyway, eyes glazed over

Belphegor stalks by, and the song he sings starts increasing in tempo, danger screams in the hearts of the hypnotised demons

The melody stops to an abrupt halt

The demons wake up from what they thought was a slumber, and they see-

They see the avatar of sloth looming over them, in all his glory

They do not what they have done to invoke the wrath of the youngest

…

They are liars

They knew whose child that was, yet they didn’t care for the whispers of disbelief around them, nor did they care for the consequences

So, now they, the demons, pressed against the wall of the dark alleyway, lay there

Eyes glazed over, hands squeezing their necks, living through their worst nightmares

Those whispers of disbelief these unfortunate demons heard were warnings

The Avatar of Sloth, who looking down on the with pure ecstasy, is truly a monster

Why??

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me! #omswd #swd obey me #obey me swd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor

[sammyfenderr]

I Love you

This is my first fic 🙈. I’ve been a Sam Fender fan for years but never had the confidence to post anything myself. I’m a massive fan of lots of writers on here @17-goingunder @theborders @the-leveller @jhangelface0523 (and many more) and they’ve all inspired me to try myself. I hope you enjoy!!

Friends to Lovers

Y/n was a shy girl. Never one to be outspoken in a group setting and certainly not one to be confident in her own skin. She struggled with her body image and with socialising with people she didn’t know too well. However, despite these so called ‘flaws’, she was kind. Her eyes had a warmth to them and when you looked into them, you felt at home. Without knowing, she had a capability to make people feel safe and good.

Sam had secretly admired her for years. She was in the same year as him in school and after Sixth Form Y/N had cemented herself well into their friendship group. Sam thought she was the prettiest girl out there. He loved how much SHE loved, how she constantly put others before herself and how her heart was just the purest. The crease between her eyebrows when she laughed and the twinkle in her eyes when she was faced with cute cat videos were little quirks he was enamoured by.

However, Y/n was far too self conscious to let herself believe anyone like Sam would be interested in her. She had been there through all his previous girlfriends, secretly earning to be them, wishing she could be the one being comforted by Sam when drunk, getting songs written about her or better still, getting random kisses and hugs from him just because he could. But she never verbalised these desires and so Sam never felt he was in the position to express to her how much he loved her. It was a vicious cycle and it was inevitable to catch up on them.

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“Y/n!!”

Urgh. There it was. That sickly sweet voice Y/n had grew to hate so much.

Leah was Sam’s newest girlfriend. He’d met her a couple months back on a night out in Newcastle and they’d been going out for about 4 months. There was nothing wrong about her. She seemed sweet and made Sam happy, but that’s what made Y/n secretly resent her more.

“We were just talking about you!”

“All good things I hope” Y/n joked in jest.

“Is that a new top you’re wearing?”, the blonde girl asked.

“Erm no it isn’t actually, it was me Mams in the 90s, she let me borrow it.”

“Aw, cute”, a slight trace of a patronising tone in her voice.

“Sam was just saying how you’ve finally found a new job. Took you long enough! Anyone would think you’ve just been living off this lots money!!”

Woah. You could tell she was drunk, but she’d never been this confrontational with you before.

“LEAH.” Sam snapped. He looked mortified.

Y/n’s cheeks had flushed bright red and she began to recoil in on herself.

“Leah, what the fuck?” Dean said.

You were so confused, where had all this come from? Sure, you and Leah were never the best of friends but you also were never enemies.

“Oh calm down would yous, it was only a joke!” she declared.

But you didn’t find it funny, and Sam could tell. You were very self conscious about the fact all your friends now had money and you were still struggling to get ends to meet. You never asked anyone for help financially, but Sam new you struggled and would always be conscious never to make you feel uncomfortable because of it.

“Leah, where did that come from? You know Y/n has never taken advantage of any of us!”, the geordie blonde boy seethed.

“Oh give over, none of you can take a joke. I’m going to the toilet.”

Y/n wanted the ground to swallow her up. She hated attention, and currently everyone was staring at her. All she could think about was the quickest route to leave.

“Y/n Im so sorry I don’t know what’s gotten into her.”, Sam apologised. The look of guilt written all across his face.

“Don’t be daft,” Y/n stated, “I’m sure she meant nothing by it.”

Sam wasn’t so sure though. He’d had constant arguments in last few weeks with Leah about Y/n. Leah felt threatened by her and Sam’s relationship, and so she expressed that by declaring to Sam she didn’t like Y/n a few weeks back. She also felt like Sam cared more for Y/n then her. To make matters worst, Sam couldn’t console her on this. He loved Y/n and if it came to it, he’d pick her, every time.

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An hour later and Y/n was outside the pub having a cig to calm her nerves. She was still so embarrassed from earlier but she didn’t make a fuss, just sat with her friends and pretended nothing had happened. Inside it had ruined her though, she needed a few minutes outside to just compose herself before she faced Leah again.

“May a join you?” a familiar voice filled her ears.

Subconsciously, a smile plastered its self across Y/n’s face and her rapidly beating heart began to slow. Sam was the only person who made her feel like this.

She quickly nodded her head and he took a seat next to her, his scent drowning out everything else. He was just perfect.

For a couple moments they sat in silence, just enjoying one another’s company. They were the type of friends who could do this and it wouldn’t be awkward. The warmth radiating off him was addictive and Y/n couldn’t resit her desire to be closer, deciding to rest her tired head upon his shoulder.

She was slowing starting to feel more calm and like herself until a sob could be heard from the blonde man sitting next to her.

Y/n’s head whipped round and she felt her heart shatter from the sight in front of her. His eyes looked desperate for some comfort and his body was pitifully shaking. She couldn’t take it, seeing the one person she truly loved being so broken and vulnerable.

“Oh Sammy. Come here”

He didn’t need to be told twice. His head soon buried itself into her neck and he clung onto her like his life depended on it.

Y/n had never seen him like this before. So heartbroken and inconsolable. It was torturous. His sobs were harsh and he was struggling for breath, his salty tears were soaking themselves into Y/n’s top and his hands had become white from how hard he was clinging onto his girl.

“Oh my darling, please talk to me. Tell me what you need.” Y/n whispered comfortingly.

“I need you.” was all the man said.

Y/n’s eyes began to tear up at his confession and subsequently she began to rock him side to side, whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

“Baby tell me what’s the matter, please. I hate seeing you like this and not knowing how to help you.”

“Erm..” Sam started, “Well…” he was struggling and Y/n could tell. She placed a sweet kiss on his cheek, a sign telling him to keep going, she was there for him.

“I hate how Leah treated you earlier and I hate how she clearly made you feel. You’re the best person in my life and I’ll be damned if I let anyone, especially a girlfriend, treat my best friend anything less than the princess she is.”

Y/n was speechless. Did he really care for her that much?

“Truth be told, I’ve always admired you. Thought you were the kindest, cleverest, prettiest girl I knew and I think Leah knew that deep down. But I’ve been too scared to do anything about it. I always thought you’d never feel that way about me so I’d get myself another girl who wasn’t half as interesting as you, but would be interested in me.”

What the hell was going on?! Surely Sam didn’t feel the same way about Y/n as she did for him.

“Anyway I’m rambling. The point is, I’ve just broken up with Leah.”

WHAT.

“I know it’s probably a shitty thing to do it so quickly and in such a public place but I couldn’t take it anymore. She didn’t make me happy and I didn’t really want her like I wanted you.” his voice noticeably got quieter at the end of his little speech, but Y/n heard loud and clear.

“And I’m not expecting you to feel the same way or to even say anything back to me, I just want you to know that’s it’s always been you. It always has been, and always will be.”

It was music to Y/n’s ears. That’s all she’d ever wanted to hear, right from the first day she saw him she was captivated and she knew she’d never fall out of his spell. Everything about him was perfect; his goofy smile, sensitive nature, immature humour and incredible musical talent. Y/n was in awe of him and always wished she could be good enough for him. Little had she known though, it was exactly Y/n’s humble and kind nature that had made Sam equally fall for her.

“Sam… i don’t know what to say” Y/n’s voice trembled. And before she could wipe the tears that began to pour down her face, Sam was wiping them away with the pads of his thumbs, kissing away sweetly at the tears on her cheek.

“I’ve always wanted you.”

Now it was Sam’s turn to be stunned.

“From the moment I saw you I knew I’d never love anyone the way I loved you. You were just perfect and so I never let myself believe I could ever have you because, how could someone so good love someone like me.” Y/n confessed.

“Oh Y/n, you have no idea what you mean to me. You are the best person I know and I promise, if you let me, I’ll spend the rest of my life making you see yourself the way I see you.”

“Fuck, you have no idea how much I want that, Sammy.” You spoke through tears of joy.

And before Y/n could think another thought, his forehead rested upon hers and he bumped his nose against her little button one, a silent question of consent asking her if he could get closer. She smiled and nodded gently.

Suddenly his sweet lips began to press against hers. He started slowly and softly, testing the waters, before the pair let there passion take over and they kissed each other like they’d been so desperate to do since the very first day. Tears were spilling out both their eyes, it was just perfect. All she could feel was him, and all he could feel was her and that was all they wanted for the rest of their lives.

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Arghhh. I hope this was ok?! Please let me know your feedback!!

#sam fender #sam fender imagines

[tongue-ttied]

my avatrice headcanons because they’re adorable pt.2:

(also im sorry to all of you that i hurt with the last headcanon on my last one, unnecessarily sad)

-Ava’s a huge fan of taylor swift

-Beatrice is more of a pheobe bridgers fan / and a big fan of instrumental

-Ava would marry Bea with paper rings

-Beatrice listens to Taylor Swift when Ava isn’t around / they share a spotify account so Ava totally knows

-Bea won’t go out with Ava on a night out but still tells her to go have fun / Ava always leaves early cause she just wants to go home to Bea

-Ava flirts really hard with Beatrice when she’s been drinking and it gets Bea all flustered

-Ava is oblivious to everyone flirting with her when she bartends because she only has eyes for Beatrice

-they bake cookies together and Ava eats all the raw dough and Bea tells her she’s gonna make herself sick (which she always does)

-Ava hates her birthday because she was always alone / she forgot about it this year

(canonly in s1 e4 Sister Francis says Ava will age out in a month so that means Ava turned 20 while in hiding. s2 is two months after s1 but Ava said that Bea and her had only been at the bar a month so either they have only been in the Alps for 1 month or they’ve been there for 2 and but worked at the bar for 1?? / im thinking too hard about this)

my head canon is they’ve been in the Alps for two months but only worked at the bar for one please tell me if i’m wrong

-Ava let it slip that her birthday passed and Bea was sad she didn’t tell her about it / Bea then baked a cake, bought her a gift, made her a card and cooked her a nice dinner to make up for it / it was the best birthday Ava has ever had

-Beatrice thinks she’d be a terrible mother because of her own relationship with her family/ Ava KNOWS Beatrice would make an amazing mother

-Beatrice taught Ava german

-the few times Beatrice has fallen asleep reading on the couch she’s woken up to Ava asleep on top of her like a weighted blanket

-Ava has a tendency to get changed right in front of Beatrice because she really doesn’t grasp the concept of privacy around her / “we’re best friends Bea who cares if you see me in my bra!”

-Beatrice gives Ava piggyback rides when Ava claims to be “too tired” after training

-Ava likes to study all of the lines, scars and callouses on Beatrice’s hands and Bea just lets her / Ava knows all the stories of all the scars she’s ever seen on Beatrice

-Ava definitely calls Beatrice by other pet names / she’s definitely let ‘Babe’ slip a few times and played it off

-Beatrice likes to run her fingers through Ava’s hair when Ava rests her head in her lap while she reads

-Hans thinks they’re dating / that’s what the ‘glance’ was about he thought they were having a couples argument

-the pretty girl at the bar whispered to Bea “she’s been watching us the whole time, now she knows she’s not the only friend in the world”

-Ava always holds Bea’s hand or links their arms when walking around town so she “doesn’t get lost”

-The day that Ava had fallen and basically died, Beatrice held her so tightly the entire night and couldn’t sleep, she just had to make sure Ava was breathing the whole time, reminding herself that she was okay, that Ava was alive

-Ava eats off of Beatrice’s plate even if they’re having the same food

-Ava mimics Beatrice’s British accent sometimes / asks her to pronounce long or funny words just to hear how she says them

-Beatrice keeps buying new socks because Ava keeps loosing them / she’s a barefoot around the house kind of girl

-Ava is also a floor girl

-Beatrice is a morning person who likes to do long stretches, Ava is a night owl who likes to sit on their fire escape and look out at the town

-they’ve spent countless nights staying up until the sunrise just talking about anything and everything

-even though Ava can levitate she always asks Beatrice to grab things that are too high for her

#i tried to make this one less sad #i have so many thoughts about them #these are so random and all over the place #avatrice #warrior nun #beatrice x ava #ava x beatrice #sister beatrice #ava silva #ava x sister beatrice #love #lgbtq #gay #wlw #couple #headcanon #warrior nun headcanons

[heliads]

hi, lisa! how are you doing? i hope you’re feeling great!

i really love how you write theo raeken so here’s a request for him i hope you don’t mind huhu

im thinking of a theo raeken x reader fic kinda based on the song best friend by rex orange country

a jealous!theo wherein he thinks that the reader likes stiles because they are always together

then one day he just explodes and tells the reader his frustrations then the latter explains that she was just with stiles because he was avoiding him, afraid of spilling her true feelings for him since they were kids

is this too detailed? i hope my rambling makes sense 😅

thank you so much!! i’ll definitely catch up with your works as soon as midterms are over <3 have a great day!

- 💭

first of all this song + that idea SLAPS. usually in songfics i put the lyrics in but i was rocking so hard with this one that i didn't dare break it up with chunks of text that weren't mine, so i hope you enjoy!

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Another day, another dilemma. Theo Raeken is trying to fit back into the rhythms of the McCall pack, he swears he is, but it feels like every time he tries something happens to mess him up. He can sense himself spiraling into the same patterns, that familiar anger pricking at his fingers. Maybe he’s been wrong to try and pretend that he could ever be something other than this, some fury-ridden monster that could never truly find peace. 

Today’s scenario isn’t terrible by Beacon Hills standards, yet it’s still set Theo’s heart rate spiking. He can see it now, perfectly framed by a town that will never truly have him, the one scene that Theo likes to see least of all: Y/N sitting right by Stiles Stilinski, the two of them smiling and laughing as if they’ve been best friends forever. 

It shouldn’t bother him this much, even Theo in all his vengeful irritation can admit that. It’s just that the title of Y/N’s best friend used to belong to someone who wasn’t Stiles. Someone, for example, like Theo himself. 

He can still remember what it had been like all that time ago, before Tara and the Dread Doctors and Theo’s life had fallen into complete chaos. He had been a kid back then, a real kid with real dreams that his future might contain more than monsters. How wrong he’d been to have such high hopes.

Theo knows the truth now, of course, that even without nightmares like the Dread Doctors he is fully capable of ruining his own destiny, but he hadn’t known it then. The child that Theo had been was far more than whatever Theo is now. That kid had been popular, well loved by even Stiles Stilinski himself. That kid had been perfect, or as close as Theo could ever get to such a standard.

And right there at the thick of it had been Y/N L/N. They’d been best friends forever, or so they’d sworn to each other, all up to the point in which Theo’s parents had moved and taken Theo with them. Just like that, his whole happy ecosystem had shattered, and the place that Theo had once occupied in the grand hierarchy of Beacon Hills had been smoothed over in what seemed to be a matter of minutes.

He misses that time just like every other kid misses their childhood. Sure, he’s probably looking at his memories through the strongest rose tinted glasses the world has ever seen, but it was good back then. He had no idea how to break a heart, or even bone. The worst threat to his life was that Y/N might have an argument with him and stop talking to him, but then again, that still seems to be true today.

Theo doesn’t entirely know what he was thinking, that he would stick around in Beacon Hills even after he killed Scott and expect everyone to treat him like normal. Stiles certainly doesn’t trust him, although that’s not confusing. Stiles didn’t trust Theo even before Theo played his cunning hand, and now the guy feels justified in his hatred.

Some part of him can admit, however, that he had been hoping for a little more from Y/N. She had certainly been happy to see him when he showed his face for the first time at Beacon Hills High School the night of the attack at the Senior Scribe. Theo can still remember how it had felt when she had run over to him and flung her arms around his shoulders, how he breathed in the scent of her and marveled at how it had stayed the same after all these years.

At that moment, Theo had been able to convince himself that he might be able to make it last. Sure, he’d have to reveal himself eventually, but once he switched sides for good and decided to ally with the McCall pack in the end, he had cherished that last desperate dream that Y/N might still be his friend, if not more.

That’s what this is all about, isn’t it? Theo Raeken has been a stupid crushing kid since he was a first grader figuring out what love was for the first time, realizing how a four letter word only made sense when he was staring at the girl who was supposed to be his best friend. He isn’t naive enough to think that Y/N could ever love him, not after he shoved his betrayal in all of their faces, but at least he could have her friendship, right?

At a bare minimum, she could talk to him every once in a while. Theo has more than proved himself, especially after helping get Stiles out of the Wild Hunt. Right now, they’re all back together in Beacon Hills, trying to figure out how to survive the latest twist in the hunters’ war. Theo has saved the pack from so many fights that he should have cleared out his ledger a long time ago, yet all anyone seems to see when they look at him is dripping, gushing red.

His worst critic is, of course, still Stiles. Theo doesn’t know that Stiles will ever change, but he had truly hoped for some sort of switch in emotion with Y/N. Yet he stumbles upon Y/N only ever spending time with Stiles. Theo doesn’t want to imagine the sorts of conversations they’re having, how many lies Stiles is feeding Y/N about how Theo will never be someone to be trusted. If Theo ever had a chance with Y/N, it’s surely gone by now, and it’s all Stiles’ doing.

Plus, Stiles is always so close to her. Right now, they’re sitting side by side on a bench in the courtyard, using their lunch break to sate their appetites for both food and protection. They’ve been discussing plans to get back at the hunters for a while now, but that doesn’t mean they have to lean so near each other. Surely Stiles doesn’t have to keep his hands so close to hers, right? Surely their knees don’t have to be pressed against each other?

Theo is being an idiot, he can tell that even without someone else bringing it up, but still. Yeah, he likes Y/N a lot. Yeah, he’s probably overreacting, but really, what else is he supposed to do, just turn a blind eye whenever Theo’s worst enemy starts flirting with the girl he likes?

Theo does his best to keep his complaints internal rather than external, but it gets difficult, especially when the rest of the pack arrives for lunch and he’s forced to sit right across from the Stiles-Y/N display and pretend it doesn’t bother him. 

This only worsens when Scott announces that they should probably start doing patrols of the Beacon Hills Preserve in pairs, just to make sure the hunters aren’t reconvening at some of their favorite spots. Theo can practically hear the true alpha’s voice in his head announcing that Stiles and Y/N will be together, because of course that would just be the icing on the cake on a day like this. Imagine Theo’s surprise, then, when Scott instead says that he and Y/N should be together.

Theo blinks in surprise, but everyone else seems to be nodding along. Y/N flashes him a brief smile, although he swears that she looks almost nervous. Stiles definitely has something to do with this, doesn’t he?

Theo supposes he’ll have all the time in the world to figure that out for himself, all starting tonight with their first patrol. He meets Y/N long after dusk at the mouth of the Beacon Hills Preserve, flashlight in hand because even though he can see perfectly well in the dark Y/N has been able to avoid becoming a supernatural and she’ll need the extra light.

She thanks him politely, and even after they strike up a quiet conversation to pass the time, all of her remarks are still just civil, no more than ice breakers at a party nobody wants to attend. Theo can feel himself growing more and more vexed by the whole affair, and about ten minutes in he loses the war with his patience and just cuts to the chase.

“You really do hate me, don’t you?” He asks, hating how whiny he sounds.

Y/N, however, just looks startled. “What are you talking about?”

Theo gestures vaguely between the two of them, causing the beam from the flashlight to ricochet between the grass underneath their heels and the tree branches waving above their heads.

“We’ve barely talked about anything other than the weather and our after school activities. I mean, Y/N, we used to be best friends, and now look at us. If you want to switch partners for the patrols for someone whose presence you might actually enjoy, I’m sure Scott wouldn’t mind it.” He says, the words coming out in a rush.

Y/N shakes her head quickly. “I don’t want to switch partners.”

Theo’s lips flatten. “You sure? You could be with Stiles.”

He says the boy’s name a little too harshly, and Y/N picks up on it.

“What problem do you have with Stiles?” She asks.

Theo looks away. “Nothing! No problem at all. I’m sure he’s just great.”

Y/N laughs, the sound as brutal as the edge of a knife. “You’re a terrible liar, you know. Just say it. What’s your problem with Stiles? And for that matter, what’s your problem with me? You can blame this awkwardness on me all you like, but you’re not exactly a fantastic conversationalist yourself.”

Theo rakes a wild hand through his hair, desperate to hold his tongue for once, but it’s too late. He’s been wanting to say some things for a while now, at least now he’s got his chance. At least now, after he finishes his piece, Y/N can actually despise him for good instead of just hearing fake reasons to do so from Stiles.

“I’m sick of this. Alright? That’s it. I’m sick of the fact that I used to tell you everything back when we were kids, and I know I fucked up when I came here and tried to kill everyone, but I’m trying to do better. I have thrown myself in the line of fire over and over again in the hopes that something might happen that the rest of you might actually believe I’m trying to change, but it never works.”

Theo’s lungs burn from the force of the words leaving his chest, but he keeps going, never letting himself pause long enough to draw a breath.

“Worst of all is that it never works with you. I mean, the rest of them will always believe I’m a monster, but I never thought you would too. And now you spend all your time with Stiles, the one guy who hates me the most. I guess you forgiving me is out of the question when you ignore me time and time again to spend time with him.”

Theo opens his mouth to say something more, so used to the feeling of the hate rushing past his teeth, but nothing comes out. It looks like he’s had his fill of monologuing.

Y/N draws back, stunned by the sheer force of all that truth, but a moment later she’s leaning closer so she can fire back just as hard.

“Yeah, because all of this is Stiles’ fault, isn’t it? Not mine, not yours. Yes, I have been hanging out with Stiles, and you’re right about why. Stiles would never let you get close because he will never forgive you, so I stay close to him. If I stay with Stiles, I get to hide from you, because I am afraid of hunters, yes, and losing my friends, but most of all, I am afraid of you.”

Theo feels his stomach drop in his chest. He doesn’t know that he has ever felt this empty in his life, but Y/N continues speaking, filling that sudden cavity in Theo’s heart with more words.

“I’m not afraid of you because you’re a monster, Theo, even if you believe that more than the rest of us. I’m afraid of you because I know that the second I let you in, I’ll never be able to get you out. You have been everything to me since I was a kid. When you moved away when we were in fourth grade, I thought it would kill me. What would happen if you left again, now that things actually matter? I stay with Stiles and you stay away from me, and we’re all the better for it because my heart never gets broken. Is that enough forgiveness for you?”

They stare at each other for what could be seconds or centuries, both of their chests caving in and out from the rattling of such harsh breaths in their lungs. At last, it is Theo who closes the distance, who stoppers up the silence by kissing Y/N as hard as he can. It still isn’t enough, not to shut up the roaring sound in his ears that refuses to leave. He doesn’t know that it will ever be enough, but right here, with Y/N’s hands in his hair and his arms tugging her closer as if to meld her into his own skin, he thinks he might try.

When they finally break away, he’s staring at what feels like an entirely different girl. Theo has never before seen Y/N with that much luck in her eyes, her lip gloss smudged and shirt rumpled from where he’s been pulling it to get her closer to him. The sight strikes him as a masterpiece.

At last, she grins, and Theo feels electrified from head to toe. “I think that’s worth ruining the friendship,” she says, and Theo laughs.

“You know, I feel the exact same way,” Theo returns. He may not ever feel anything quite like tonight, how his entire body seems to hum in her frequency, but damn if he won’t like to try again soon. For once, all seems perfect.

teen wolf tag list: @thatfangirl42, @rogueanschel, @lovesanimals0000, @rafecameronswhore, @bellabadacadabra, @watchreadfangirlrepeat

#theo raeken #theo raeken imagines #theo raeken x reader #theo raeken oneshot #teen wolf #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf x reader #teen wolf oneshot #teen wolf theo #teen wolf theo imagines #teen wolf theo x reader #teen wolf theo oneshot

[mybiasisexo]

Hi! Hope u had a great day!

Can I just vent for a sec? If u don’t mind?

Okay here it goes… I rly need solo stans to shut. the. fuck. up. Like rly I do. As we know, Baek had his concert (which looked fantastic btw! I’m so proud of him!) and ofc, some of members came to show their support (im sure if Sehun and Jongin weren’t enlisted/busy they’d be there. Same goes for Yixing). However some miserable people wanted to use this ammunition or proof (whatever the fuck they want to call it) that the members don’t like each other, completely over analyzing their actions/words. Tbh, it’s mainly Kyungsoo and Baekhyun stans I see this from. Tho some other solo fandoms have been yapping about too. For some reason, they’ve gotten brave since Ksoo and CBX left sm (ofc I’m happy that they’re out of the shithole that’s sm). Like it’s 20-fucking-24! And yall still don’t believe that they like each other yet? Seriously? They’ve been together for nearly 15 years at this point. And they are FUCKING GROWN ASS ADULTS! If they didn’t like each other or want to be around each other, then they wouldn’t interact at all outside of work. Yet, how many times do we hear stories of ppl running into them while they’re on LITERAL “DATES” WITH EACH OTHER. Stop treating them like they’re in high school ffs! Every time any member is asked about exo during solo activities, they always say how they’re lucky to have them and that they’re family/brothers/lifelong friends.

If you don’t like the group or certain members, fine. That’s how you feel. I can’t change that. But you need to shut your damn mouths and show some respect! As the saying goes: if you have nothing nice to say, then don’t say anything at all. Just remember, any of them members would burn you all alive to keep the others warm. Without a second’s hesitation.

Sorry, damn, I rly needed to get this off my chest. Thanks for listening to my rant lol. 😂

Damn. Yknow I’ve been lucky enough to miss this discourse and I’m glad cause solo stans make me sad bro 😔. I truly can’t understand the concept when it comes to exo. They are one god dammit!!!!

But yeah you’re spitting nothing but facts! Exo have proven years ago that they are more than just coworkers and it’s such a tired argument. If they really didn’t care for each other they would disband. They’re literally staying with sm to remain together like ??? If that don’t prove their loyalty idk what does.

Solo stans can gag bro cause exo ain’t going anywhere and they love each other lmfaoooo like huh???

#ask #avatarren

[kpop-with-mars]

|everything you are is beautiful|Hyunjin x trans reader|

{hwang hyunjin was your best friend from kindergarten to middle school going separate ways after high school and growing apart overtime, years later you would have a talent for playing an array of instruments and become a small artist under jype, but then when you see stray kids you recognize hyunjin but the thing is he doesn't realize who you are, reason being you had been transitioning after graduating}

paring{hwang hyunjin x trans(ftm)reader}

tags{angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, pining, best friends, mlm, found family, coming out, comedy, crying, depression, dysphoria, happy ending}

☣WARNINGS☣{im a trans boy but im sorry if i miss some things or misrepresent some trans people, swearing, angst, big sad argument near the end, depression, body dysphoria, coming out, mentioned someone outting you}

word count{2,3k+}

A/N{reader is same age as hyunjin but a bit younger by a few months, this fic will be available on ao3 as well}

{d/n = deadname}

enjoy!

He's beautiful

beautiful is the only way to describe hwang hyunjin, beautiful in the sense that he could make the ugliest outfit In the world make him look like a god, beautiful in a way that makes you wonder for a second if he really is this kind just for the camera but then you meet him and his personality is like moonlight reflecting on a pond in a quiet forest, so calm and peaceful to anyone and everyone but most of all beautiful, his voice, talents, hobbies just make him so beautiful he left people wanting to be as talented as him or look like him or be as rich him, but he always left you thinking

'why can't my body look like that? why couldn't I be born the same way he was?'

You've always been dealing with dysphoria even after top surgery and starting testosterone you can't help but want to scream when you get called a 'lady' or 'ma'am', its so hard because in your head you think that if only you had been born like hyunjin you wouldn't be dealing with some the problems you've gone through, like the slurs, the bullying, your parents disowning you, all of the things you experienced just because you want to be boy,

You're regularly around stray kids for most of your job, you are an idol too after all, and over all of the time you've had to reconnect with hyunjin you and him became friends like you were back in middle school always joking around poking fun at some of the members but never crossing the line with any of them and enjoying eachother's company and even growing some secret feelings for him, but you felt like he couldn't love you, he didn't even recognize you from when you two were younger and he would sometimes slip into conversations about how he misses his best friend d/n, he just couldn't love you because to you its clear he loved better as a girl,

You feel as though now that you're away from all of the people including your family that don't support you, everyone has to hate you, but not hyunjin and the rest of stray kids they've always felt like a safe space for you and there always gonna be with you, every time you think they're going to hate you for being trans they always show so much love even though they don't know yet,

"hey y/n-ah were gonna have a little sleepover party at the dorm you wanna come along" seungmin asked "of course ill be there" you responed excited to go spend some time the group after weeks of promotions and interviews.

you arrive to stray kids dorm wearing some comfy and casual clothes that Felix got you on a little date shopping with him and hyunjin, you come into the dorm and make your self comfortable on one of the recliners sitting next to han and hyunjin playing smash Bros on there big ass tv, "y/nnie you wanna play with us?" hyunjin asks you handing out a little switch controller for you to take "oh sure!" You say a bit startled by hyunjin talking to you while your head was in the clouds, but before you guys can start another round jeongin comes running into the living room dragging minho behind him "let's play truth or dare!" everyone immediately stopped with what they were doing and formed a circle on the floor, "alright first, han, truth or dare" minho said as he looked at the quokka "dare" "alright then I dare you to make out me" "challenge accepted!" the two of them disappeared into the other room to get some privacy, "so, that happened" bang chan said quickly brushing it off, some awkward silence between every one for a few minutes "should we wait for them-" Felix was cut off by han and minho exiting the room both of there faces redder then strawberrys "how the fuck did you two manage to give eachother hickeys, you were gone for less then 5 minutes" seungmin remarked minho glared at him "well you see seungminnie when a man and another man love eachother very much-" "nope, stop don't say anything else I don't need to have the talk again thank you"

Everyone laughed as han and minho sat back down, "okayy now, y/n" you perked your head up when you heard your name "truth or dare!" jeongin demanded in a sort of wizard voice "um, im just gonna go with truth" you responed

"y/n, what is something about you that you wouldn't want most people to know?"

Your heart sank at the question and all you could feel was panic, you knew that were supportive of the lgbtq+ community but you wondered if this was the best place to tell them, you couldn't lie and say something else because they basically know everything about you, expect one thing,

"you okay?" Han questioned you becoming more worried along with the other members, "yeah im fine, im still thinking" hyunjin took this as a sign that you might not be okay, he holds your hand to let you know that he's listening and he'll be there for you, you take a second to look at hyunjin and his lips curve into a small smile, and you smile back, becoming less stressed as you take a deep breath,

"Im sorry I didn't tell any of you years ago, but now I think im ready..." you look up to the rest of them their eyes filled with love and understanding,

"im transgender"

You couldn't help but laugh because of how nervous you were, but you were feeling so happy that you didn't have to worry about their thoughts about trans people because you knew that they would always support you and not Pressure you into coming out to them,

"we still love you y/nnie, its okay!" Felix hugged you tightly you hugging back equally tight "im glad you told us y/n, thank you for trusting us" bang chan got up to rub your back being the father of the group, a wave of euphoria rushes over you feeling like you could do anything and everything now that that weight has been lifted from your chest (literally), "that doesn't make you any less of a man to me, you're still the best workout partner I have" chanbin stated sounding like he'll punch anyone that says otherwise,

"maybe we should do something else now, any ideas?" jeongin asked looking at the others "how about some popcorn and movies" everyone agreed in unison to seungmin's request "alright then me and jeongin will get started on the popcorn and you guys can queue the movie" bang chan and jeongin got up and headed to the kitchen while every one else was getting comfortable on the sofa's,

hyunjin sat next to you as the movie played, then he got close up to your ear "im glad you told us y/n, we're proud of you" he whispered pressing a light kiss under your eye turning back to watch the movie while you felt your face heat up.

the next couple of months would by just as normal with the promotions, comebacks, etc, expect your feelings for hyunjin would grow more and more intense just by looking at him no matter what he was doing, he always seemed to capture your heart with ease just by laughing or looking into his eyes, he was just so captivating by everything he did he could just be breathing and you would still think he's beautiful,

'he couldn't love me back' you'd think 'i don't even know if he likes guys' your intrusive thought would sting at your heartstrings, but it was true you didn't know what his preferences were and even if you did would he love you back?.

during your break in between promotions you hung out with han, jeongin and hyunjin relaxing on the sofa and chatting with the three of them, when the conversation suddenly went to dating "y/n hyung are you interested in anyone?" jeongin wondered "no, not really" "hmm what about hyunjin hyung?" you all looked at hyunjin who was busy looking on his phone "I mean...yes?" han and the maknae both gasped in unison but your anxiety was slowly kicking in as you realized what's about to unfold, "spill the tea" han egged hyunjin on as his took a drink of his water like it was wine, "well I haven't seen her since high school but I just can't stop thinking about her" every fear in your body grow more with every word hyunjin said, "well what's her name???" jeongin questioned focusing his whole being on hyunjin,

"d/n"

your ears started to ring when you heard that name, you wanted everything to stop and just go dark, anything to rid you of this feeling that felt like your heart was gonna stop, "tell us more about her" "well she was really talented with instruments and could easily just pick something up and start playing, boy she was amazing" hyunjin said in a dreamy voice holding his face in his hands "wow she sure sounds great, what do you think y/n?" jeongin cocked his head in your direction his eyes filled with excitement, "she kinda sounds like a bitch" you muttered feeling anger begin to take over you, you just couldn't stand it when people praised you before you transitioned saying that you were 'such a talented young girl' and that you 'looked so much better back then',

"why are you saying that y/n!?" han's expression changing to shock at your words "yeah don't be so salty" jeongin said teasingly trying to lighten up the conversation "just because she's talented doesn't mean she's not a whore" you responed not even caring at this point, hyunjin's eyes turned dark not understanding why you're acting this way "why are you saying all of this y/n?, you don't even know her" hyunjin yelled standing up from his seat "oh no hyunjin i know her, 'good grades, loved by her friends and family, such a talented and sweet young girl with a bright future ahead of her'" you yelled back getting up from the sofa "what's your point!?" hyunjin scoffed getting increasingly more angry "but then one day someone found out one little thing about her that she couldn't change, then told everyone that she knew and then she lost everyone, her friends and her own family, all b-because..." you looked down as you felt giant tears begin to form in your eyes that threaten to fall as you were overwhelmed with sadness and self hatred, "because what?" hyunjin questioned still angry but becoming more worried by the sound of his voice, you try to wipe your tears away before looking back up at hyunjin,

"all because she didn't want to be a girl"

you fell back onto the sofa crying as jeongin patting your back trying his best to comfort you "i always looked at you and thought 'one day im gonna be like hyunjin and finally be seen as a boy', you've made me feel better about myself at times when I thought about hurting myself, I look up to you because to me I think everything about you is beautiful and I want to follow in your footsteps" hyunjin sits next to you crying as he puts his hands on your face "i-im so sorry y/n, im such an asshole" he sobbed looking down away from your eyes, the other two members silently leave to give you two some space and work things out, "your not an asshole, im sorry I didn't tell you I was so afraid of what you might say that I just stuffed down all my feelings for you" you responed lifting hyunjin's head up as you wipe away all the tears on his face "how do you feel about me?" hyunjin looked into your eyes as you pause for a second to think about your words "I love you hyunjin, more then you could ever imagine" you hug hyunjin so tight that you could feel his heartbeat against your chest as you buried your face in his shoulder, hyunjin picks your face up from his shoulder in order to face you, both of your lips almost connecting with eachother's

"I love you too y/n" he whispers pushing his lips up to yours

as you two pull away from his lips you embrace him again as he wraps his arms around your waist.

that night you decided to spend the night with hyunjin, you and him were in his room talking with one another while cuddling in his bed "i never knew how much you looked up to me" he said sounding like he was getting pretty tired "well you're a beautiful person so how could I not" you yawned "you keep saying im beautiful, what's up with that?" hyunjin questioned while looking up at you "well like I said before everything about you is beautiful, meaning not just your looks but also you as person" you responed planting a smell peck on his forehead "ahh now I get it" he shyed feeling kinda dumb for not getting it before "we should get some sleep now im tired" you yawned all of your energy drained from your little heart to heart argument with hyunjin "alright goodnight baby I love you" "i love you too" you gave him a small kiss on his lips before he buried his face in your chest the two of you slowly falling asleep in the comfort of eachother's arms.

im sorry if this isn't good I tried to make it longer than my last fic but I hope you enjoyed it!

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[azriaann]

sometimes i think about how dumb the random 1 year time skip at the end of fairy tail is😭 like i read the manga as it was coming out and the anime as well and literally never noticed that it happened until recently BECAUSE ITS DUMB!!!! like you’re telling me they just went back to their normal lives for a year???? dude the entire series takes place over like 2 years (which is also dumb but that’s another argument) so a whole year is pretty substantial😭😭 literally the only things we know is that lucy wrote her book, gajeel and levy fucked, and gray and juvia had some development i guess … which… how would you only get to the phase of basically “u might be mine eventually … or something” after a double suicide love pact and an extra YEAR of casual hanging out…

AND SO MUCH SHIT HAPPENED DURING THE WAR AND WE’LL JUST NEVER SEE THE FALLOUT??? like now that im thinking about it💀 like everyone watched each other die.. surely there had to have been some shit happening during that one year with the couples but No. also did team natsu just like.. not take jobs because like yes lucy is in love with natsu but the reaction to him telling her they’re taking a job is funny in that context because what😭 i guess it’s because she’s happy about her achievements and loves her friends but still lol surely they’ve been working! anyway im a sucker for casual filler content i wish we could’ve seen some of the shenanigans😔😔😔😔😔 or character development😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔

#thinkings #it also makes me laugh when natsu tells lucy that he feels comfortable around her because she smells like anna #like dude it’s been a year surely you would’ve noticed that before this exact moment😭 #gajevy must be in the trenches because if my fav ship was pregnant without ever having kissed on screen i’d end up on the news #fairy tail

[charmac]

i wasn’t able to watch it yet but everyone is stressing me out talking about it, like i have to assume that they get in arguments a lot and are able to resolve them through communication. and i absolutely am with charlie from what people are saying but why is everyone acting like their friendship is over idk. do you think it will all just kinda settle after a bit bc i feel like people are being a tiny bit dramatic?

Oh I don’t think their friendship is over or this destroyed the show or anything dramatic it was mostly just … funny and kinda stupid. It was just a little surreal seeing them get more and more passive aggressive toward each other until it just. ended.

Like others and they themselves have said, they often have disagreements in the writers room and it works itself out. They’ve been friends for 20 years so I don’t think it’s really THAT big of a deal. Just something we haven’t really seen and threw people.

That being said: (and again i’m on Tumblr for a reason this is to speculate and kinda talk out my ass since rcgm are not present here like Reddit) I do wonder if Rob being away a lot has caused some more tension this year in the writers room. Remember on the Pod he had been away for Wrexham or whatever and Glenn and Charlie broke a story without him. I wonder if he’s now coming in trying to re-pitch their ideas or tweak things and they’re pushing back a bit due to him being absent so much?

Im not sure if it was an individual pitch or maybe it’s the overall idea that this season is going to be a little closer to Philly and honed in on smaller ideas (like Meg said recently on the Pod) and Rob wants to go a bigger? People speculate maybe Charlie is pushing back on gay Mac? I’d hope not. (I hope he’s pushing back on Rob’s metaverse or Rob trying to integrate Wrexham or something)

I was really just kinda irked that we paid $30 and they barely did any fan interaction and didn’t take many questions or have a better system set up for that. They know ticket sales numbers so they had to have seen how many people would be in that chat. We paid $30 to watch them give gifts to each other, sing and dance (improv) a little, and be passive aggressive (or just moody or tuned out for awhile) virtually. I’m gonna gossip a little about what i saw… At least it went to charity!!

#always sunny podcast #iasip