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freakova · 1 year

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We’re going to get Bowser and Kamek playing the piano which possibly means Bowser is getting a villain song

#freakova speaks #mario movie #Bowser #Kamek #Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god #BOWSER PLAYS THE PIANO BABYYYYYYYYYYYY #ARE WE GOING TO HEAR HIM SING???????#Ok no I’m going back to sleep this is too much of this happens I will combust in my seat #Goodnight im happy

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swordheld · 6 months

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hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

#q&a.#birdsong.#wishing u gentle ease; the death of a loved one is near inexplicable to put into words and i hope you take care of yourself gently <3 #i hope this will make u laugh: when i was a tiny child in middle school there were times i would go outside in my tiny suburban cul de sac-#in the rain and sing along to my lil ipod nano and i only remember doing this to drops of jupiter. can you imagine going out to get the mai #after a long day of work and you just hear this kid singing train in the streets. in the RAIN.... it makes me laugh like i really.#i really thought i was so cool and deep and emotional ghjkd but i find it v funny that i only remember it w/ that one train track.#and saturn just. it's my fav s.a.l. song for a reason. that slow violin opening? the piano coming in gentle and easy?#it feels like light. like hope. like something new - a dawn after the long dark. that beautiful things can begin again even where #it hurts. and there is nothing more human than a sentiment like that.#how rare and beautiful it is to truly exist. what it is to be alive and get to be here and live with other people. with those we love.#i think your grandfather was so lucky to be able to know you. to have you in his life for the time you had together.#i'm no spiritual person; but i like to believe when you're thinking about him? he's thinking about you too.#the second law of thermodynamics (physics nerd mode) is that no energy has ever been created/destroyed since the beginning of the universe.#so it has to go somewhere - it's that carl sagan quote of 'we're all made of stardust'. because we are. we used to be stars; planets; etc.#i think it's why i think of these space songs - because they're a part of everything; once more; when they go. us and everything else.

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mishy-mashy · 1 year

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Subaru got transported with modern-age knowledge that no one understands, like when he expected a cute magical summoning girl, Excalibur, a harem, general tropes, and Mario

But, imagine speaking like this THE WHOLE TIME, UNIRONICALLY

"Mood."

"☆Nothing in life matters!☆"

"I would have two nickels."

"Look. I enjoy getting dicked down as much as the next person-"

"YEET!!!!"

"Who are you wearing today?"

"Well, I've seen seven murders, and all of them were today."

"Well, boys. Looks like we've yeeed our last haw."

Doesn't even have to be phrases like that, it can literally just be references to stuff they cannot comprehend

*in tears and in need of tools* "I really need a Home Depot right now..."

"CATBOY, I CHOOSE YOU!!!"

"Ride 'em, cowboy!" *gets berated over somehow insulting a demi-human group*

"Julius, where is the bank? ... No, not a riverbank. A bank. For money. ... What do you mean, you don't know what that is?"

It doesn't even have to be Subaru, just anyone who happened to be transported in Subaru's place (or with him, depends on your fic/fantasy/idea)

It's just chaos, and

*concerned, confused noises from everyone*

No one understands what's being said, but they kinda grasp the feeling of it. Andthey'retooafraidtoaskanywayso-

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wondrouswendy · 6 months

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thinking more about Matthew Porretta and his skills as a singer/performer (thanks to AW2 and the stuff shared over the Oceanview discord) and by extension thinking about Casper Darling as a theater kid, nerd, overachiever in high school and college

it's dangerous to think about this because it inevitably leads to thinking about high school/college AUs in general and imagining the whole Control cast in that particular context

#casper darling #desperately need to hear him sing more things #we were robbed as control fans of the potential musical #I dont think I'll ever forgive the forces that be for doing this to us #dont get me wrong Im grateful for dynamite but I would sacrifice a lot to get a glimpse of what the control “musical” would have looked lik #and as for the high school AU #I typically don't go there as both a writer and reader #but it's fun to think about sometimes

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laurastacey · 7 months

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My dad has the worst listening skills of anyone I've ever met

#his hearing aids help him hear but can't make him listen #me: we are just going to sing this one line over and over again to get the rhythm #my dad: im confused. i turned the page but you guys arent singing whats there #WE'RE NOT DOING THAT!!!#music practice with him is very frustrating some times

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daisywords · 1 year

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they should make a support group for people who love to sing but are cursed with mediocre voice

#if I had the flashy voice genetics I would be unstoppable #literally I can write music and arrange covers and sightread well and harmonize and hold my own on complicated choir parts #but will I ever be ''a good singer?''#nope. mediocre at best. assigned background choir member for life #which is fine (love singing in choirs) but even then there's a stopping point #I won the choir department award at my high school (literally I was section leader all 4 years)#but then didn't make it past callbacks when I auditioned for choir at my university #and anyway now I just have to scrounge minutes of being home alone so I can sing at the piano in peace #I don't like singing when people can hear me in case they think I have delusions of grandeur lol #it's like yeah I know I'm not like. good. can I just enjoy things #esp since one of my current roommates has a very good voice and is part of a very good a cappella group. makes me self conscious #anyway sometimes I get nostalgic for when my youngest brother was a baby who was not very good at going to sleep at night #and we took turns putting him to bed and when it was my turn I got to sing him every song I knew #which was not embarrassing! bc it was obviously for a higher purpose!#do I daydream about having my own babies so I can sing to them? also yes!

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mrs-kelly · 1 year

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I sing for Charlie for the first time and open my eyes and he's just crying ajfkdsl

#i like to sing for myself a lot like i have a microphone that lets me hear my voice and i just put on a karaoke vide and go #and when i do. i always imagine charlie listening. and it makes me sing with so much more emotion cuz i wanna impress him #and like. hye im not trying to brag but my singing has made people cry before so ajfklds #its easy for me to imagine he'd hear it and just go 🥺😭#especially if its a love song. and he knows im singing about him #he's insist that we learn a song together like ajhfkdsl thatd make me so happy #he'd pick up a song i like and learn it on piano and then we could sing a duet #ive already practiced harmonies with someone his songs and our voices sound nice together so 🥰#afjdsklf this is a very self indulgent thought but i love it <3 #ren speaks #renlie

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homelyhoney · 8 months

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finally listened to unreal unearth. oh my god.

#like. god hearing him singing as gaeilge (as an irish person with very very little gaeilge) was so so bittersweet #i couldn't understand all of it off the bat but i really hope this impacts people and inspires them to learn it and help preserve it #and butchered tongue 😭 i went to scotland recently w a friend and we were both like damn :/ we miss seeing irish on road signs #and god first time is going to be one of my favourite songs forever #this is going to be one of my favourite albums forever i love this so so much god the lyricism the vocal arangements the range in style #and first light?! to end such a monumental album with this huge huge song abt simply having coffee with someone you love in the morning #wow. wow.#so so glad i got to listen to this so grateful 2 mr andrew hozier byrne

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arthur-r · 9 months

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had a really good night. feeling a little bit sick to my stomach but what can you do

#met seth from poolboy again today!! twice if you count each occurrence how i did the first time #so i’ve seen poolboy twice and theoretically met seth five times. i mean that’s how many conversations i had so. pretty fucking awesome #however i feel a little bit ill. cause of listening to my recording and hearing how awfully annoying i am #the keyboardists fiancé was actually standing right in front of us and so after the show he talked to us #cause me and my two friends who were there we were singing along to all the songs and poolboy is not a very famous band #so after the set was done the guy was like asking us questions and then he’s like yeah i’m actually engaged to jp from poolboy #and anyway that was really really cool in the moment. i just feel a little bit ill hearing myself talk to him?#like ‘poolboy is my fAvorite band .. ‘ ‘..my favorite song of theirs tOtal is corrections’#i dont know. i think i’m just dysphoric and autistic so i have to feel bad about conversations when i have them recorded #but. um. i met jp dreblow’s fiancé that’s Pretty Cool. and i talked to seth and he gave me a free CD!!!!#cause i only had a $20 or a $5 and it was $10 and they didn’t have change and so he said it’s fine just take it for free!!!!#this was after i told him that they’re my favorite band and the absolute coolest and that we had seen them before back in january #and all of that. and i did meet him three times that day (shdhdf it’s a silly way to count it) but also got his autograph so. i’m really #lucking out with these interactions. secret to a dream life: have the most random guys who live in your state be your favorite band #it can’t go wrong. these guys are absolutely incredible and i have had so many random opportunities to say hi and be really excited #anyways i have a year of the weasel vinyl from the january show (with autograph) and a good orchard CD from today (free and with lyrics)#and i got a photo with seth today. i’m pretty sure what i said was ‘could i get a photo with you if that’s normal?’ and he said yeah sure #i feel like my relationship with poolboy is like. the opposite of a parasocial relationship. or like the most amplified version of that #cause i think of them as super cool unattainable celebrities but it’s like. some guy with a masters in library science who i’m probably the #first person to have asked for an autograph or a photo or anything like that. but see there’s the funny thing is that it’s both kinds of it #on the one hand i think of them as fancy fancy when they’re just some guys. but i also think of myself as The Only Poolboy Superfan which is #not necessarily true. who knows really. but they’re sure pretty freaking awesome and i sure got to see them today!!!!#anyway i’m real tired but i was really happy to see poolboy today. even though i feel a little bit sick about how i speak and sound #cause that’s not going to change. and it’s not like anyone said anything about it so i can assume they didn’t notice #i just have this creeping feeling at all times that everyone i meet is just treating me nice cause i’m too obviously autistic #like they hear what i say and they hate me and they judge me but they say well clearly something’s wrong with this kid so i’ll let it slide #but hey. some people love me. so hopefully your average stranger doesn’t hate me as much as i’m scared they might. i sure hope they don’t #anyway i had a good night it was really good i’m just being me a little bit. i hope everyone is well i’m about to go to sleep #friends only #i’ll be around in the morning this is my last tag i love you all very much and see you tomorrow goodnight

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seokmattchuus · 1 year

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Also, as tumblr's token matthew stan (I'm probably talking out my ass here, but I've seen zero bp blogs so idk), can we appreciate his potential to be lead vocal?? My baby was popping o f f in love killa 😭

#dumb fuck ted talk #we not gonna talk about the mattiddies tho #no no #the way i screamed at fucking 8 am that was a violation #i scared my dogs. my cat. alexa #goodness #but back to the vocals????#i really liked him in all i wanna do and kill this love but hearing him go off that much just. swoon #i really wanted to hear him sing over me but ofc he wants a cute concept so i put him where he wanted but s t i l l #him in a cute song after seeing the matties just might kill me #you can't whip the nip nop out and then go and be cute #it's rude #but uuuuhhhhhh #if anyone's shit talking boys planet as much as i am can you let me know so we can shit talk together #seok matthew #seokryudan problems #boys planet #boys planet problems

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they-call-me-hippie · 1 year

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I GOT TO TAKE A PICTURE WITH HIM!!!!!!!!! THE SINGER ACKNOWLEDGED US AND WE GOT TO STAND WITH OUR ARM AROUND HIM!!!!! I GOT TO SAY WORDS OF ADMIRATION!!!!!!

AAAAAAAA :D !!!!!

#YAAAAAAAAAAY #/AND/ WE GOT TO HEAR HIM SING!!!! FOR FREE!!! :DDDDD #Tbis is the best thing that’s going to happen this week

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cantquitu · 2 years

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#today i was sharing babysitting duties for my 1 year old nephew with my Mum #they arrived at my house and Sweet Creature was playing in the kitchen #you could barely hear it but my mum immediately said 'oh Harry he's EVERYWHERE!'#'they were playing him at the bbq last night'#(she was at the wedding party of a friend's daughter)#'everyone was talking about the concert'#'four of them are going'#'everyone else was complaining they couldn't get tickets'#'i hear about him everywhere i go'#then we went to the park and after the playground we went to the outdoors cafe for an ice cream #it was lovely and sunny and there was music playing #and Watermelon Sugar came on #and the dad at the table behind me was singing along #giving it welly #really going for the high notes #��😁#I'm STILL not used to hearing harry out and about #or even locals knowing him #I'm SO looking forward to this concert on Wed!!!!#dublin better bring it #usually by far the best audience ;)#so don't let me down!

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yvmoveon · 1 year

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#this came up in my memories #you can literally hear us scream singing we were a mess and lit af 😭#we were wildin #💀💀💀💀#the energy was magnetic #i don’t even like him like det i was forced to go but it was so so fun #this song is my guilty pleasure 💀#this is for myself so please #it’s funny cause we could’ve gotten front row seats but i said no cause i didn’t want to get shot Lmao

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bmpmp3 · 3 months

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one thing the musical isotope cevio voicebanks have on like any other vocal synth ive seen is how intensely moody and expressive they can be. i thought it was just kafu who had that gritty breathy seething sound but rime and haru are also both great for angrier or more intense emoting

#i havent heard as much of coko and sekai just because i havent found as many covers with them but they also got some moodiness #i wonder how synthv kafu will fare. she sounds pretty good and versatile in the demos so far so im excited #i hope her moodiness is able to be kept around in it. that is one thing about synthv #i really love it i think its so great and accessible (especially price wise LOL) and versatile BUT #i want 2 things. 1) bring back glottal effects PLEASE im begging #and 2) i would like more options for emotive singing if that makes sense?#i can fudge a lot with the basic parameters and various scripts but i would love more drastically expressive vocal modes in more banks #and honestly more unique voices in general. i reeeeaally have been adoring haruno sora lite recently because she is SO like #unique and filled with character and she has this grinning giggly-ness to her voice. the ahsoftware banks are great for expression #but id love if we can go even further and more versatile. i know voicepeak has like #sad modes and stuff for their voices LOL id love if we could have something like that with singing. even if it sounds unrealistic #i am excited as FUCK for frimomen tho i cant wait to hear more of him i think he'll be really interesting

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tojirights · 3 months

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I absolutely love your Alastor smut! Is there anyway you can make one where your Vox’s ex and Alastor decided to somehow show off to Vox how much reader loves his c*ck more?? A special broadcast maybe?? Please keep up the great work!

a/n: i love vox but if there's one thing i love more, its making him feel inferior to alastor 😍 this is soo good. REQUESTS OPEN! 🩷

tags: 18+ smut nsfw!

vox thought alastor couldn't get any worse, there was nothing that shit-for-brains demon could do to enrage him more. that was until valentino told him that alastor had a new pretty little thing hanging on his arm. "he WHAT?!" vox's voice cracks from the sheer force he puts behind those words. valentino snickers, watching vox run to his security room.

and there you were, locked arms with that fucking deer demon, walking down the street. you looked absolutely enthralled with that fucker! "you've gotta be fucking kidding me..." he growls, static filling his vision. as if alastor can sense that they're being watched, he winks at the camera and pulls you down a more secluded path. vox puts his fist straight through the screen before pacing around the room. it couldn't have been more than a few minutes before his ears pick up that voice, that shitty radio voice.

"good evening viewers!" alastor begins, making vox's head spin around. the tvs were blank, just audio playing through them. he's about to smash the rest of them when something catches his attention. he swears he hears a familiar noise, your noises specifically. then he hears you panting, and blood rushes to his groin first and then his face. "thank you for tuning into a very special late night broadcast." alastor's voice sounds... breathier.

"what the fuck is-" vox mutters to himself before his eyes go wide. "o-oh god." you moan, sounding far too sexy. and enjoying yourself far too much. "yes alastor, fuck. that's so good." your whines play out, filling the room and vox is just about to lose it. "is alastor fucking your ex?" valentino leans against the doorframe, a smug look on his face. "you’re so tight, my dear. your cunt was made for my cock just as i was made for radio." he laughs to himself, his hands finding your hips as he fucks you over his desk.

this little plan of his was working just as intended. he asked, of course, if you'd be interested in ruffling your exes feathers a little bit and you agreed. this special broadcast was only being shown directly to vox through his security. not a single other soul would be able to hear you but vox. it sent a certain chill up your spine, knowing that he was definitely listening. every thrust of alastor's cock presses you harder into the desk, bruises sure to form later in the evening.

"that's kinda hot, yknow-" "SHUT UP VAL." vox feels as though he's about to implode, anger coursing through him in a way he's sure he's never felt. "i am going to finish him. both of them. they won't live this down."

valentino covers his mouth to stop from laughing. "it sounds like they're about to finish each other." and he was right. your breathy little moans are a dead giveaway. "please, please your cock feels so good. g-gonna cum." vox paces the room, plotting your downfall but his cock is hard as a fucking rock in his pants.

"such a good girl, you are. you sing so pretty my dear." alastor grunts, pressing the head of his cock up against your cervix before he feels you clamp down around him. with every pulse of youe orgasm, alastor follows. "cum alastor, p-please fill my pussy." you gasp, riding out wave after wave of deep pleasure. vox should turn this off, he should walk away but he can't make his feet move.

and after alastor finishes deep inside of you, filling you to the point of it leaking down his cock, he lets out an almost sinister chuckle. "thank you my loyal viewers for tuning in for this one of a kind show! we hope you thoroughly enjoyed."

the room is silent after the broadcast ends. that is, until velvette clears her throat. "was that alastor fucking your bitch?" she raises a brow, a slow smirk spreading over her lips when she sees vox's face.

"no one talk to me. i have business to attend to." and with that, vox disappears, leaving valentino and velvette to themselves.

"bold move, i gotta hand it to him."

#hazbin hotel smut #alastor x reader #alastor x reader smut #alastor x you #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor smut #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin alastor smut #alastor #hazbin alastor x reader #hazbin hotel imagines #hazbin hotel vox #vox hazbin hotel #hazbin vox

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augustinewrites · 2 months

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it’s been…a while since you and satoru have gone on an assignment together.

having two young children at home made it difficult to take off on short notice and be away for days at a time. they needed stability and routine, so the two of you had decided that one person would stay home while the other was working.

for a while, that’d worked fine. but now that megumi and tsumiki were older, self-sufficient teens who loved nothing more than being left alone, satoru had seen this as an opportunity.

you’d still been a little hesitant, but it was a simple surveillance mission. easy, right?

“water. you need to stay hydrated.” you instruct when he gets back into the car. he takes the water bottle you’re holding out, unscrewing the cap and taking a swig.

“gakuganji isn’t even home yet,” he reports with a sigh. you hum, distracted as you check your phone. gojo reaches across your knees to pull open the glovebox, rifling through colourful snack wrappers.

“tsumiki hasn’t texted me back,” you mutter. “should i ask nanami to check in on them?”

“nah, i’m sure they’re just super busy trashing the apartment and racking up charges on the emergency credit card. ah– found it!” he pulls out a black silk sleep mask, slipping it on so it rests on his forehead.

“really?” you ask, unimpressed as he holds a second one out to you. “you’re taking a nap?”

“yeah, it’ll be easier to sneak around when it’s dark, why stay awake till then?”

“is that a good idea?” you ask, though you know there’s really no point in trying to argue with his logic.

“your fault for keeping me awake all night. late night laundry folding is no joke.”

“if you’d put it in the dryer when i’d asked—”

“can’t hear you,” he sing-songs, pulling the mask over his eyes. “you can take a nap too, you know. that old fart couldn’t get past us even while asleep.”

“i’ll pass on the nap. need to wait for tsumiki to text.”

he grumbles something incoherent that you’re sure is meant to be argumentative as he reclines his seat a little and lays back, getting comfortable and quiet.

…for about 45 seconds.

you watch out of the corner of your eye as he pulls the mask up a half inch, just enough for his right eye to observe you.

“what do you want now?” you ask.

then, with casualty akin to asking what you want for lunch, he clears his throat and asks, “do you want to have sex?”

“do i want to have what?” you ask, turning to stare at him incredulously, but your face is hot and for a split second, you’d considered agreeing.

“sex,” he repeats, patting his lap with a shit-eating grin. “we’re going to be here for a while, anyways. these seats recline way back—”

“i am not having sex in this car with you, satoru!”

he groans over-dramatically (as he tends to do). “will you at least cuddle with me then? i’m desperate and touch-starved and hopelessly in love with you!”

you make a note to figure out what cheesy rom com he stole that line from, but lean across the console to trail kisses up his shoulder, his neck. satoru does nothing to protect himself from your overly affectionate onslaught, he’s quick to catch your jaw, pulling you in for a proper kiss.

“wait. no, no, no!” he protests when you pull back, eyes suddenly trained on the house you’re meant to be watching. “you can’t just leave me high and dry—”

“he’s home!” you whisper, pressing a hand over his mouth (though he continues with muffled complaints). “pull the car a little further back before we get out.”

you’ve already summoned your shikigami as satoru maneuvers the car into the dense forestry, about to send them off when your phone vibrates in your lap.

“oh! megumi texted me,” you inform him. “he said…‘already made dinner. tsumiki is out on a date—’”

the car grinds to a halt and abruptly turns, the momentum causing your to slam into the side of the car as it peels out onto the dirt road. you curse loudly as your fiancé, devoid of all his playfulness from earlier, speeds through the forest.

“what the— satoru!”

#principal yaga sighs when the mission report status reads incomplete due to ‘fatherly duties’#keeping up with the fushigojos #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff

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