#out of kin ♡

[mynameis-a]

reading fanfic and being all like “he would not fucking say that” is even worse when you literally are one of the characters

i would not fucking say that

#someone else has probably made this post before #but idc #♡⊱a talks #he would not fucking say that #kin #kin things #<- it turns out that this was not in fact a kin thing #fictionkin #fiction kin #kin stuff #-> THESE were the correct tags #fictive #introject

[spacecolonyedits]

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[mukuberry]

Rika Kim 🤝 Kazui Mukuhara

Characters who are so deeply convinced there is something inherently wrong and evil within them. Who were hurt and betrayed by their family the second they met them. Characters who desperately try to get the approval of the people around them that they put on a facade of perfection, which only makes them hate their 'truth' more. Characters who are believe they're completely unlovable that when people try to embrace them they refuse to believe or accept it. Characters who want nothing more than to be a good, kind person, but cannot stop hurting the people around them to protect themselves. People who can't stop trying to get a better life despite all they've been through.

#kazuiloveposting #was listening to shinkai sh.oujo and thinking it could fit both of them rlly well. and so i made this #my ultimate comfort characters and kins. concerning ! #they deal with their 'inherent wrongness' very differently though;; #rika gives unconditional love and acceptance to other 'wrong' people in hopes someone will eventually do the same to her #kazui tries to erase his wrongness entirely so that he wont need acceptance #. neither of them end up working out though :( #atleast kazui is being treated well by his writers ♡ poor rika suffer as shes a girl in otome game #if uve played otomes before you will know exactly what i mean by that

[nefastum]

Nefas-TMI hours .•°*☆

This was the third night in a row that my limited sleep was punctuated by dreams of chasing after Guts, in vain. I spend the whole sequence just trying to get back to him and be near him. By the time I wake up, I feel like I've lost someone.

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Griffith, please stop channeling your dreams into my skull, love. I am already a sad enough boy as it is lmao

#i am very sleepy haha #i know i kin Griff but the longing dreams are getting a little out of hand #the things this man does to my brain #Guts ~ ♡

[rougelabatte]

🌹 Kurama Icon Batch #14 🦊

+bonus full image edits (and original picture for comparison)

{ more kurama icons } { pls credit if using! }

#kurama #youko kurama #shuichi minamino #yyh #yu yu hakusho #icons #kin icons #yyh kin #kurama icons #yyh icons #i really adore how these edits came out ♡ theyre so intense but also colorful #kurama about to brutally kill a man and hes gonna enjoy every second #and obv you dont have to credit me for the original pic of the figure lol #just the ones that are my edits #so all of them with the glowy eyes :3 #🌹

[deepdrownlamentt]

Psst, your writing looks so good! You've earned a follow!

aa thank you very much !! i hope you enjoy your stay here (꒪ˊ꒳ˋ꒪)ꕤ*.ﾟ

#♡. asks | ancient kin. #also i hope this isnt weird ... i checked out your blog and your ocs seem v cool ^_^

[frogchiro]

childe and itto unironically fuck to cbat

#kin speaks #i'm ashamed to put this out😭 #pls send suggestions about which genshin boyo do you think would fuck you to cbat♡

[chiconon]

Fufu, I'm sure I'll get a lot of likes ♪ (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ gift for @chocolatecremes 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ

#pls lmk if u want me to put a dont tag as kin!! #˚ʚ ꒰ done ♡ ꒱ #˚ʚ ꒰ gifts ꒱ #ah yes. orange. a color i am very normal about #anyways i do Not think these came out in a Normal way but im vv happy w them regardless KDHJDHDJD #gifts for others coming next week after my contest <3 #shinonome ena #ena shinonome

[icedhoneyy]

ISA DO YOU EAT KIT KATS LIKE BOKUTO FROM THAT FANART😭

i'm not actually annoyed or disturbed but i just find it funny hskshsm

dw dw bby i didn't read it like that so its all good ajshsjsh

YEAH SHSGSJDHD i feel like i need to explain my rationale but that might make u think i'm insane 😅

So when I eat kitkats I wanna go on a *chomp* *chomp* kinda of flow. But if I break them then it's more of a *creck**chomp**chomp**creck**chomp**chomp* kinda of rhythm (?) and it doesn't feel right!!

look... i don't know why i'm like this either 💀

#help my bokuto kin is showing #it sounds crazy ik but the breaking in between bites feels so out of place jshakdhrkwmd #ok im not making it any better for myself here #🌼✉.beehive mail #🌼.from the hive: [ meloomi ] #🍯💛.bee's knees: [ mizu♡ ]

[rouge-the-bat]

metaphor by the crane wives and love hurts by incubus are such kurama songs... totally tooting my own horn here but i have such good song choices for my yyh playlist HGKSJF

#i love collecting songs for my kins #also. my playlist is in my pinned yall should check it out ♡

[astrxealis]

i am having sm self ship ideas for fe3h these days again :")

#still also for p5 KSBEWOBEKFBWJDMW lets go <333 #i never made a mb for dimitri or felix or yuri... #ngl ppl who kin yuri are so MHMMMM /sfw like damn #tbh i lowkey relate to all my faves to at least some extent so haha ?? 😭😭 is this /pos or /neg depends tbh maybe both #ANYWAYS GOOD EVENING !!! going out was fun tho KSJSKDNWKD i love my family ♡ #also we went to the video game store for a bit n didnt buy anything ofc but aaaa p5s and p5d and p3d and neo twewy and #so much games TvT GBF VERSUS !! going to the bookstore and game store made me so happy and at home IEBQKFBWKFJE ♡ #⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚ #✩.selfship

[the-captain-mangle]

Zure! https://www.lgbtqia.wiki/wiki/Xenogender

- 🐾💫 / 🍥🦴 anon

the link you sent didn't direct us to a specific gender flag, but it just led to the xenogender page, we're assuming by 'icon' you didn't mean just xeno, so can you try to link it again or just send a picture of it?

#🦴 after this is all over dont be a stranger. ♡ non kin post #wow this request is gonna be harder to figure out than ee expected #we're sorry that this is taking so long and stuff #and also that this is a big struggle

[luveline]

is there any way we could get badass!reader x spencer? except he’s injured this time? how does she react?

tysm ♡ cw hospital / gunshot wounds. 1.1k

"You have to let me see him." 

"It's family only," the nurse says, shrugging sympathetically. 

You grit your teeth. "That's what I'm telling you, I am his family. We've been together for four months." 

"Sorry. Unless you're blood related or his next of kin, I can't let you." 

"Spencer's next of kin is in a sanitarium in Las Vegas. I don't understand why you can't let me see him." You're trying not to shout at her, rage trembling in your aching fingers. "I understand that it's night time, and that he was admitted alone, but he was shot, he's not sick, and I can't make him worse. Please. You have to let me see him." 

When begging doesn't work, you get mean. You'd be ashamed to admit you flashed your badge if it weren't for the fact that you have no shame when it comes to Spencer. Face flushed with heat from a good twenty minutes yelling, a different nurse escorts you to Spencer's room. 

"I expect my colleagues will be arriving soon," you say. "And I expect they'll be met with less resistance." 

The nurse smiles at you, as fake as they come, but you don't deserve a real one. You don't care. Breaking rules and bending policies means nothing to you while Spencer's laying alone in a hospital bed. 

His heart monitor beeps steadily. He's sleeping, waxy face crushed sideways into a limp pillow, his stomach a lump under the sheets where he's been wrapped. He was alone when it happened —no one, BAU or otherwise, knows who did it or why. The hospital didn't know who Spencer was until he woke up after surgery and told them himself. 

And you'd been sitting at home feeling sorry for yourself (and vaguely irritated) because he didn't answer your text that morning. 

It's not hard being vulnerable with Spencer. He's your widely known soft spot, and you're unashamed. But it felt like a mistake, constantly checking to see if he'd answered your text. Good morning, I know we're supposed to see each other tomorrow but do you want to come over and watch movies tonight? Let me know had felt like I'm pathetic and in love with you and my day revolves around when you're free.

None of that matters now. In fact, it's all embarrassingly small. 

You creep up beside his bed and reach out tentatively. His hair falls out of his face with the barest of touches. He's had blood wiped poorly from his cheek, orangey streaks lining his jaw. His undereyes are dark like he hasn't eaten for days, his veins spider legs stark against his eyelids. 

You put your hand on his cheek, rubbing it lightly. "I'm sorry it took me so long," you say, leaning down to kiss his forehead.  

Spencer stirs, a groan rumbling from the centre of his chest. 

"I thought that was you," he mumbles, his fingers brushing your elbow. 

"When?" you ask. 

"You were yelling." 

Yeah, well. You need to be disruptive sometimes. "They wouldn't let me in." You're not a big crier, just seeing him like this, knowing he was alone and probably scared, it has tears pricking. "Spencer, I'm so sorry." 

"Hey." He clears his throat, your emotion starting him into wakefulness. "Hey, don't get upset. It's okay. It bounced off of me–" You groan and he laughs, though he grabs your elbow quickly after. "Ouch. Don't make me laugh." 

"I didn't say anything." You pet his face. He looks pretty even when he's in a bad way. Your chest is a pit. 

"It barely touched me. They said my feminine hips saved my life." 

"Stop trying to make me laugh," you say pleadingly. 

Spencer holds your gaze. "Stop looking so sad and I'll stop."

"Are you hurting?" you ask. You know you sound awful, a scared tone that he's never heard from you before, and you try to tamp it down as a lone tear breaks free, streaking down your cheek. "How's your pain? I can make them give you more–" 

"I know you can. I'm fine now you're here." 

You lean down to kiss the tip of his pert nose. Careful, you kiss his lips, enthused when he kisses up. "I'll take care of everything," you promise. 

The door opens behind you. You give Spencer a last squeeze and find Emily in the entrance with a bag pressed to her chest, her hair windblown, shocked with worry. 

"Spencer," she says, rushing forward to hug him. 

He's in a hospital bed and still insists on comforting her as he'd done you, arms threaded over her shoulders. "Hey. I'm fine." 

"Morgan and Garcia want to be here," she assures him, standing straight. "They're trying to keep the site clean. Spencer, what the hell happened?" 

You drag a chair to his bed and sit on his right. You don't take his hand, he doesn't offer it, but the longer his story goes, the closer you find yourself. "I didn't even realise they were following me," he's saying. Emily nods with Hotch on the phone, listening intently, repeating anything Hotch misses. 

You know you should be strong. Brave. You should be paying attention to his every word, ready to take the rains and solve the case, serve retribution against whoever it is that thought they could hurt him, but Spencer looks so tired. You can't imagine being anywhere that isn't his side right now. A blood bag fills at his side, a catheter runs under the bed, an IV line feeding pain medication and fluids into him mottled the skin on the inside of his wrist with bruise. Sometimes you have to stay put.  

Emily hugs you before she leaves. You hug back. 

"If I knew getting hurt would make you accept love from your friends, I would've done it sooner," Spencer says. 

"If you ever get hurt like this again, I'll never speak to you," you say, bringing his arm to your lips and pressing a kiss to the crook of his elbow. 

"Sorry for scaring you." 

You lay your cheek on his arm, looking up at him through your eyelashes. "That's okay. That's fine. Wasn't your fault." 

Spencer drops his chin to his chest. "Do I look bad from this angle?" 

"No. You look just as nice as you always do." Your throat burns with sincerity. You might cry again. 

Spencer nods like he's reading something else from what you've said. It's not that you'd meant to imply a double meaning, but he must see on your face how relieved you are, and how terrified you'd been. He brings his hand to your face, ignoring his cannula, to wipe the dried tears from your lashes. "You look pretty, too," he says. "Just don't cry anymore." 

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid oneshot #spencer reid scenario #spencer reid drabble #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds #criminal minds fic #criminal minds x reader

[jjunae]

LOSER ⸺ LHS

❔loser heeseung as your boyfriend ・ lhs x fmr warnings! hee being a nerd lol ( LIBRARY )

he 100% watches "the big bang theory", and he definitely kins sheldon cooper

his closet primarily consists of those embarrassing, 2015 meme-shirts, with pepe the frog all over them

he likes reading corny romance novels. he'll never admit it, but he cries to them, too

he probably claps when the plane lands. plus, he's the only one clapping, so he just looks like an idiot

he pours his cereal first (milk should always come first!?)

he goes to parties with his hair neatly combed and parted. sometimes, if he's feeling like a bad-boy, he might gel his hair for said parties

loser! hee would also, be the best boyfriend, of all time.

he loves when you step forward to take the initiative, because he feels awkward when he tries to do it + he's absolutely head over heels in love with you, and will readily do anything you say. you both are going on a fancy-dinner date at 7? no problem, he'll be ready and waiting for you

he isn't allowed to go shopping, not without you. you don't allow him to buy his nerdy shirts anymore, instead you pick out stuff that'll suit him better

he loves ranting about things to you, because you actually take the time to listen to him. sometimes, you kiss him while he's rambling, which makes him want to rant even more

he stays up late, smiling to himself, while he scrolls through photos of the two of you together

has a separate calendar where he has everything which is related to you, marked. for example, your birthday, your mum and dad's birthday, your anniversary; stuff like that

the best thing about him, though, is how he's always ready to apologize. he accepts when he's in the wrong, and will never feel ashamed to say sorry

loser! hee, as awkward as he may be, loves you unconditionally ♡

#( ᐢ..ᐢ ) . . . 𝓌orks #enhypen drabbles #enhypen headcanons #enhypen fluff #enhypen fanfic #enhypen x reader #sunghoon x reader #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #jake x reader #jay fluff #jake fluff #heeseung fluff #sunghoon fluff #enha soft hours #enha scenarios #enhypen imagines #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen reactions #enha #park jay #heeseung enhypen #heeseung headcanons #lee heeseung #heeseung x you

[hxsbeens]

comfort.

pairing(s): Angel Dust x gn!reader

fic contents/warnings: probably ooc Angel, reverse comfort, i rushed the ending because i didn’t know where to go from there oops, mentions of abuse and a brief mention or two about sex, Angel’s hurt

authors note: woo first work on here :D it’s alright i guess, i haven’t properly written since like september lmao. also not proofread, although my mother did read the first few paragraphs and saw a few errors so thank you mom 🫶🏽

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your head was just about to hit the pillow when the door creaked open, making your head snap towards it amidst the darkness of the room. the clacking of heels signaled one’s entrance. they were careful, attempting to stay quiet as they navigated their way through the darkness.

of course, you knew who they belonged to—especially when you heard the quiet hiss followed by a hushed curse.

“Angel?”

the sound of your voice caused a suspension in those very same footsteps. you heard another silent “fuck” as the owner of the voice slowly turned to you.

“i-i’m sorry, sugar,” ANGEL DUST apologetically stammered, tightening the pink, fluffed out robe around his slender form. “i didn’t wake ya, did i? what’re you doin’ up so late?”

you slowly sat up, squinting your eyes in an attempt to see him through the dark room. “no…no, i was just about to head to sleep, actually.” you reach over towards the nightstand and turned on the web-patterned lamp, now able to get a better look at your better half. the very moment the room was lit to that extent, the spider instantly tensed and clutched his robe tighter to his fluff, blinking narrowed eyes to adjust them to the sudden lighting. from where he stood, you could easily see the parts of him he tried to conceal, for your sake.

one of his eyes were starting to bruise—though, from where you sat, it was difficult to tell whether or not it was already there. there’s a dark blue circle on his neck, one that connects to the curve of his shoulder. you couldn’t tell if it was a bruise or hickey. there were probably more, but the silk wrapped around his body covered what you couldn’t see.

your eyes didn’t linger long—you made sure they didn’t. you knew he’d hate it if you stared at him while he looked so - was so vulnerable.

instead, you lightly tossed the covers off you, throwing your legs off the side of the mattress. you and Angel looked at each other, and, silently, you extended your arms expectantly. he gave you a skeptical look. “what’re ya gettin’ at?” he inquired, and you could hear the hoarseness in his voice. it must’ve been a rough night for him…obviously.

“is it so bad that i just want to hug you right now?” you watched as he took in a breath — almost like he wanted to say something smart in return, something filled with his usual sass and wit. but he didn’t.

his fingers tightened around the fluff of his robe, and, with small, reluctant steps, Angel Dust dragged himself over to you, suddenly feeling a lot heavier than he did when he first got back.

once he stood between your arms and legs, he looked down at you, his forehead creasing with the furrow of his eyebrows. you could see the tears gathering at his bottom eyelids, even if he did try to blink them away before they became noticeable.

you were taken slightly aback when he dropped to his knees, having to spread them on the floor a bit so he was able to shove the crown of his head into your stomach. it didn’t take long for you to cradle his head, soothingly running your fingers through his fur. in kin, his upper arms wrapped around you, the ones lower reaching up to grasp your wrists. his touch desperate.

“we don’t have to talk about it, sweetie,” you whispered, feeling his upper shoulders shake slightly as he took in a sharp, trembling intake of breath. “we can just…sit here. until you’re ready for bed.”

he sobbed quietly in your arms. “im tired, [nickname].”

“i know, baby.”

“why’s it always have to be me he plays with? why can’t i ever get a break? it’s- it’s like he knows to only call me in when i’m finally fine!”

“i know.”

“why does-“

you silence him by cupping his face, lifting his head to look at you. his fur was getting wet with his tears, and his makeup ran with the streaks. he hiccuped, tensing for a moment. he was still so, so unused to the gentle treatment, especially after such a night.

you don’t say anything. you just stroke his cheeks, your thumbs running over the pink freckles over his white cheeks as you looked at each other. you smile as he slowly leaned into your touch, closing his eyes as he tried to savor the feeling of comfort once more. your hands were so warm, so familiar. they almost instantly brought him back from his head.

you pull him back in, and he holds you tighter, desperate — but in a different font of it.

“An-..” you pause, looking down at him carefully. this wasn’t Angel Dust with you, not right now, and you knew that. “Anthony?”

he’s silent. but his hoarse voice sounds from where his head is, his voice slightly muffled.

“..yeah?”

“i love you.”

…

“i… i love you, too, [name].”

you both sat like that for a moment; you holding and comforting him, and him embracing the affection without any comments. he wasn’t tense anymore, relaxing fully in your entrusted hold on both him, and his beaten heart. you knew he trusted you. and he knew it all the same. it was hard for him to believe, and even grasp the reality of at first, but he…sort of came to terms with it.

“i just don’t understand how someone like you could love someone as broken as me.” he once told you. and you had no doubt that he was thinking it again, right in this very moment.

you didn’t say anything about it. you wouldn’t want to bring him down again after getting him calm.

instead, you proposed, “how about we go shower? you smell like sex, and i just got these sheets washed. i don’t want our bed smelling like an asshole.”

Angel let out a little laugh at your words, finding your own distaste (or, hatred, more specifically) for his “boss” amusing. “only if you join me,” he replied, looking up at you with a smile. you smiled back. “of course. i’d be stupid not to.”

“damn right, you would.”

you laughed, and he looked at you with a love-stricken gaze. one of which you returned.

he would be alright - he knew it.

and he had you to thank for it.

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#➻. angel dust 🕸️ #angel dust x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #angel dust x you #hazbin hotel x you #angel dust fluff #hazbin hotel fluff #angel dust angst #hazbin hotel angst #angel dust #hazbin hotel

[deepdrownlamentt]

I know what you are

a home of sexual........

#♡. asks | ancient kin. #rinnelovebot #i came out here to have a good time etc etc /j