#I'm cryin 😭😭😭

[blxe-iris]

pov you’re a lockwood and co fan

#lockwood and co #anthony lockwood #anthony bloody lockwood #renew lockwood and co #lucy carlyle #george karim #locklyle #wtf netflix #like bffr #im cryin #last straw #i'm so 😭😭😭😭 #save lockwood and co #we ride at dawn

[todayisafridaynight]

I hope this isn't weird but earlier I was thinking about how much good artists do in the world, and so many artists don't recognize it. You bring a lot of joy to a lot of people. I've gotten a few commissions from you at this point, and every time I look at them I get so happy because, man, there was someone who took time to create something for me (I know I payed, but still!) Beyond that, I have seen when you draw little doodles just because people inspire you to eith their asks. You practiced your skill and you use it to make others happy and that's so valuable. You contribute a lot to this world just by bringing people's moods up, and I hope you recognize that. You're pretty awesome :)

t thank yuou ,....

#fave #snap chats #HIDING BEING THE BIGGEST SAPPIEST SAPPY SAP IN THE TAGS #PLEAAASSSEE BRO I CAN'T ALMOST BE CRYIN AT 11AM THATS SO EMBARRASSINGGGG #BUT REAL THANK YOU SO MUCHH 😭😭 i say it a lot but i really cant stress how happy i get making other people happy #and thank you for commissioning me !! it's helped me out a lot so thank you for the support you've given me in the past :') #i hope i can continue to make you happy whether its through a future commission or the lil drawings i do everyday #i keep re reading this byyyyeeeeeee im a big ol blubbering BABY this is really sweet #i say a lot that i draw for myself and i do but i also have you guys as motivation to get better #cause sometimes i just wanna hang up a drawing or idea but then i just think like 'there'll be at least ONE other person who'd like this' #and if i can make one other person happy then i'm more than glad to put in the extra work and get that pay off #so i have to thank you guys a whole lot too for giving me motivation to draw everyday and help nurture that passion #cause sure i love drawing and i love the things i draw but it's always nice to h ave other people cheering for you too #it's nice that i can get other people interested in the stuff i like.. #didnt really get that growing up so im glad i can have that with yall now and have fun :] #so again thank yall so much for bein lovelies and chattin with me and leaving tags and just supporting me #CANNOT stress how much it means to me so again. Thank You. i hope me drawins can show a fraction of my gratitude

[wordsmithwhumpsandfluff]

Jordan gets food poisoning and Keiko takes care of her

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Twenty texts that spammed Keiko’s name, seven missed calls, and three voicemails. The second Keiko opened his phone when he got out of his last class, that’s what he saw.

With a sigh, he called his sister back. She picked up on the first ring and, without saying hi, just hastily asked, “Do you have dinner plans?!”

Keiko stayed silent for a second. Then said plainly, “Hi, Jor.”

“Yeah yeah, hey. So, dinner plans? Got any?”

Keiko raised a brow. “No. Why?”

“What’s Amber doing tonight?”

“She said she’s gonna try to finish reading the script for Chicago tonight. She’s gonna play a character named Roxy in it or something.” Amberlynn had been excited for the role and insisting that he was really, really gonna love it.

“Have dinner with me!” Jordan insisted. “El is studying the history of Dali tonight and ordering food to her place, so I’m free. And there’s that new Japanese restaurant that opened downtown, and I heard that they have amazing Takoyaki balls! Come with me! It’s the closest thing to Nana’s cooking that we have right now!”

That was really enough to convince Kei. He loved traditional Japanese cooking—even if nothing could beat his Nana’s cooking—and Japanese food was better than take-out pizza any day.

— — —

Dress nice, Jordan had said. Not too fancy, but nice.

It seemed that his simple navy blue button-up and his black dress pants was the right choice. But he groaned loudly and dramatically when Jordan pulled up to his apartment building and came out of her car, and he saw that Jordan was wearing a navy blue dress and a black sweater. As twins, their faces were already almost identical. Now they were matching clothes! It was either an insane coincidence, or some freakish twin telepathy or something.

Jordan seemed as shocked as he was, but less bothered. “Lookin’ spiffy,” she said in a teasing voice as they came up to each other.

Keiko pouted. “Mom would be happy,” he grumbled as he got in the car, remembering the times as kids when they were forced by their mother to wear matching clothes for dinner parties, events, vacations, and even school.

It was a bit of a longish drive. When they got to downtown, they easily found a parking spot. Jordan wore a wide, excited smile as they walked down the sidewalk in the downtown side of the city. Lights twinkled above the street, cars blaring music drove down the road, restaurants and stores looked busy, and Jordan seemed to almost draw energy from the lively buzz surrounding them. Meanwhile, Keiko really just wanted to get dinner and go home. Not that he was unhappy, but he had barely slept the previous night, and it was already almost eight now.

“Here!” Jordan said, pointing at the restaurant. The colorful lights and the music made it look nice. And truthfully, Keiko couldn’t wait to have some authentic ramen—not the instant packaged kind.

Chimes on the door jingled as they walked in. The aroma of incenses and food filled the air, dousing Keiko in a wave of nostalgia as he remembered his Nana’s house. He couldn’t wait to go there in the summer.

“Hello. Table for two?”

Jordan nodded, smiling. The lady grabbed two menus and led then over to a table near the fancy jade fountain in the center of the restaurant, carved fish and dragons making it look detailed and beautiful. Keiko couldn’t help but admit that it was far beyond his expectations.

The two siblings chatted casually, talking about whatever topics came to their minds. When they ordered, Keiko got himself some spicy Tonkotsu ramen with Takoyaki while Jordan ordered herself a giant sushi platter and spring rolls.

The food came out faster than they expected, which just impressed Keiko more.

The food was amazing. Not to his Nana’s standards, but really great.

Keiko could’ve laughed at Jordan who was all but inhaling her sushi. Then he pouted when she took one of his Takoyaki balls, but took one of her spring rolls as payback.

By the time they finished the dinner with cherry blossom jelly desserts, Keiko was in a much better mood than he was in when the night started. They split the check and then decided to go to the city park to just walk around and hang out a little longer.

“No way. Our best vacation was when we went to Birmingham, England,” Keiko states, kicking a rock on the sidewalk. The park was pretty much empty save for a few people here and there. The starry sky was visible through the trees.

“Birmingham was fun, sure, but China was on a whole other level. Don’t you remember the Birds Nest resort? It was something straight out of a fantasy book, I swear. And the food was WAY better.”

Keiko rolled his eyes, but didn’t deny the last part. He’d honestly prefer Chinese street food over fish’n’chips.

Suddenly, Jordan’s stomach let out a growl that was loud enough for Keiko to hear, and he chuckled and raised a brow at her. “Are you already hungry again? You just ate your weight in sushi!”

Jor narrowed her eyes at him. “Not hungry. I’m stuffed, actually. My gut is just a little off, that’s all.”

The smirk on Keiko’s face faltered just slightly. “Off?”

She shrugged, but Keiko noticed the slight tensing of her jaw. Still though, she didn’t say anything until she changed the topic and the two started talking about music and singers and celebrity drama that’s been circulating through the internet.

Keiko was stating his bet on how long Taylor Swift’s relationship with Travis Kelce was gonna last when Jordan suddenly just stopped walking. After realizing a few steps ahead that his sister was no longer walking beside him, he turned and saw her slightly bent over, one hand on her stomach while her head was tilted down.

He frowned. “Jor? Are you o—”

She interrupted his question and answered it at the same time by spewing her dinner all over the sidewalk. Keiko cursed, going back to her and quickly bunching up her long silky hair, even the strands which already had puke in them.

“Crap,” she grumbled, spitting on the ground. “I got sick.”

Keiko snorted a laugh. “Yeah, I can see that, dumbass.” Then his voice softened. “Do you think you caught the flu or something?” He continued to hold her hair in one hand while his other cupped her forehead, but he felt no heat. She was cold and clammy.

“How the fuck am I supposed to know? I’ve never had the stomach flu before!”

Keiko sighed. If she didn’t have a fever, then it likely wasn’t the flu. She’d seemed fine up until just then. What—

She vomited again, and the sight of chunks of white rice and pink meat made him freeze and his blood run cold.

“Shit. Um, okay.” He grabbed her wrist. “Okay, arm around my neck. I’m picking you up.”

She groaned in reply, allowing him to hook her arm around his neck and pick her up bridal style.

Keiko ignored any stares they got from the few people in the park, and Jordan was suddenly too dizzy with nausea to even notice.

When they got to Jordan’s car, Keiko sat her in the passenger seat and took the driver’s side.

It was another semi-long drive to the hospital.

Keiko thought he might have been overreacting a bit, but he’d rather be safe than sorry. It was quite a long wait in the hospital’s waiting room. A nurse had come out with a basin when Jordan had thrown up for the third time while sitting.

Finally, a different nurse took Jordan to get some tests, and Keiko stayed in the waiting room, tapping his foot anxiously. He didn’t want to text any of their friends unless he was sure it was something serious, but he did shoot a quick text to Eliana to tell her.

She was there as well in ten minutes.

It was a tense hour or two before a doctor came out and called Jordan’s name. Keiko and Eliana both stood and walked over to him.

“She’s fine,” the doctor said. “It’s just some fairly nasty food poisoning from some fish toxins, but no salmonella or anything like that. We’ll pump her stomach, hook her up to some antibiotics, and she should be out of here in two days or so.”

Keiko thanked the doctor, and he and Eliana went back to sitting and waiting.

“She was so excited when she heard about that place,” Eliana sighed, sagging back in her seat. “Now she’s getting her stomach pumped because of their crack-attempt at making edible food.”

Keiko shrugged. “It might’ve just been a bad batch of fish. Everything else there was perfect. It was fun.”

Eliana smiled a bit. “It’s nice that you two are so close,” she said. “Not many siblings are like that.” If Keiko noticed the slight catch in her voice, he didn’t show it.

Eliana stood then. “Alright, well, I have to get home and get to sleep. Tomorrow’s an exam day for me. But text me updates, and I’ll come visit Jor tomorrow after my test. Love ya, Kei.”

“Bye, El.”

They hugged, and she left.

It was a while of playing Subway Surfers on his phone to pass time before the doctor returned.

“She’s been settled in a room now. You can see her if you’d like.”

The doctor led Keiko up to a small room where his sister was in a bed glowering at her stomach like she had a vendetta against it. He noticed that her hair had been cleaned up and tied in a loose bun.

“Hey, sis,” Keiko said, sitting in the chair beside her bed. “How’re you feeling?”

She pouted at him. “They stuck a tube up my nose,” she muttered. “It was fucking uncomfortable as hell. And now my stomach feels. . . itchy.”

It took everything Keiko had to not laugh. “Um. . . itchy? Your stomach feels itchy?”

She huffed, rolling her eyes. “Well, not itchy. It’s just, like, tingly and sore and I feel disgusting right now and I’m hungry, but I’m not allowed to eat! And my head hurts and my abdomen is achy and did I mention that I had a tube stuck up my nose?! And it went all the way down to my stomach!!! And I can’t go home, even though I really just wanna be in my own bed while cuddling my girlfriend and life sucks and the world sucks and that stupid restaurant sucks and I really want some tacos!”

Keiko really couldn’t help but start laughing at the end of his sister’s rant.

She pouted at him again. “Really? No sympathy for your sick, ailing, dying sister?”

Keiko smirked. “Not really. But I’ll make the funeral arrangements. Orange and blue flowers, and an open casket with your body dressed in a Baby Shark costume. How does that sound?”

Jordan’s pout seemed to contort weirdly as she tried not to smile or cringe, but it was a losing battle and the cringe won. “I’ll rise from my grave to haunt you.”

“Let’s talk about the inheritance now.”

“Oh my God!”

They both started laughing. When both of their laughing fits subsided, Keiko hugged his sister tightly. “Tonight was a fun night,” he said. “Thanks for getting me out of my house. I swear, I’ve been becoming a cave rat.”

“You’re welcome,” she said. “And how about next time we want Japanese food, we take a trip home and have Nana make it.”

Smiling, Keiko nodded. “Agreed.”

#siblings #twins #keiko #jordan #thebrilliantidiots #I'm over here cryin' like the only child I am while I write this 😭 #BTW fun fact is that Takoyaki balls are one of the reasons I LIVE! I love those things!! #My search history is now an encyclopedia with info on salmonella and food poisoning. #the brilliant idiots

[dragon-spaghetti]

*Sighs and gives into the temptation to draw the faves as cats*

(Some of these, most notably heatwave's, are v much inspired by the designs by @robocatfan !! Go check em out!!)

#drag's art #maccadam #rescue cats au #transformers rescue bots #rescue bots #transformers heatwave #transformers blades #transformers chase #transformers boulder #tfrb heatwave #tfrb blades #tfrb chase #tfrb boulder #(op if you want me to take this down just lmk your designs just gave me the need to draw my own versions 😭) #(also odd-eyed heatwave is adorable I'm. cryin I can't picture him without them now omg) #using a new brush for this sketchier style ;-; think I like it!! #lmao it singlehandedly brought back my art motivation so-

[gefiltefished]

so I'm rewatching zhen huan zhuan because I only ever saw the extremely abridged netflix version and the subs for the full one stopped about a third of the way through last time I tried

anyway huan and yunli just made their vows to each other and i

'may the zither accompany the flute; may peace accompany all our years' EXCUSE MEEEEEE 😭😭😭

#i always liked them together but ugh the depth of the romance in this arc was so overlooked in the netflix version???? #also for those who have no idea why I'm freaking out its because not only do they play those instruments #but the specific ones they own are a pair made to be played together 😭 #its such a big part of their friendship and courtship im cryin #anyway its all about to go to shit now (iykyk) so im enjoying this while i can ;_;

[partyinthemysterymachine]

your harry >>>>>

FUCKING GRABS LAP DESK AND SCREAMS

UPHEAVES IT THROWS IT INTO THE AIR AND RUNS AROUND TRYING TO INHALE LAPTOP INTO MY FUCKIN FACE AND MY HEART

oh my fucking GOD ohhhHHHoh oohh my god ohhh my gooooddddd oohhhh my gggooddd oohh my g

are you SERIOUS, oh my GOD this si. oh shut. oh sh. shut UP im g. im gonna cry oh my god. oh thank god i’m in bed i can lie down with my HEART. 

it’s so FULL

oh myg od tTHANK YOU sadlkadflhgfgh JESUS CHRIST THAT’S GORGEOUS. oh my gosh THANK YOU FOR THIS!!!! oh fuck hell it’s in color. oh my god htey’re beuatiful oh my god what the fuck they are BEAUTIFUL in your style im. oh my god thank you so fucking M U C H for this, it REALLY brightens up my day my week my month my rest of the year, esp after feeling A Way this past week!!!!

gggGOOOSSSHSHHSHSSHSH IM GONNA PERISH AND CRYYY THANK YOOUUU

clutching my fuckin chest and dying on site and sight. when are you opening up commissions. i have a ferocious and feral need to throw money at you. for art. for. More Serotonin. for this hit is MIGHTY

AAA THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU ABSOLUTE BLESSING YOU ARE A GOOD EGG AND A PEAAACCHHHHHHH

#harry mason #james sunderland #goomt #GOD FUCKING BLESS THIS AND YOU #oh my god what a fucking beautiful surprise this is. i’m kissing it #i’m chopping it up and shaking it into my energy drink and shoving it up my nose #oh my god i love your art so MUCH #they look INCREDIBLE in your style. im gonna plotz. absolutely. gonna. #P L O T Z #hhrggmmghh yes using this as Fuel. you are doing god’s work and i cannot thank you enough #hashtag fucking BLESSED up in this highway arby’s tonight #oh my god they're kissing. oh my GOD you did harry's greys PERFECTLY on the back of his head #how did you K N O W #op im gonna lose my face. if you think my face is lost now? buddy you aint seen nothin yet #thank you so much what a fucking beautiful day. i'm so fuckin grateful. i love your art so much adn you are SO fucking funny #you keep being and doing you mate i love seeing you around pls keep with it #they're kissing :<<<< 🥺🥺🥺🥺 they love each other 🥺🥺🥺💖😭😭😭😭😭😭💖💖💖❤️❤️❤️🥚🥚🥚❤️🥚❤️🥚 #cryin all day all night... they love each other............. 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️💖❤️💖❤️

[blujayonthewing]

I can’t remember if I posted this one before but this pic of me and my entourage fucks so hard

#photographer sent us the full set of wedding photos tonight and I'm cryin on the floor about them #this one's not even new I just really love it #the equivalent pic of justin with his party looks like they're about to drop the SICKEST album kjhfdkhdgf it makes me so happy #anyway the expanded photoset has SO many pics of like everyone getting ready and pics throughout the ceremony and I just #I'M SO SOFT! I LOVE MY FRIENDS! I LOVE MY PARENTS!! I LOVE MY HUSBAND!!!!! #I have to keep taking breaks to [spiritually] lay on the floor and [literally] cry #like nooo not me kissing justin's forehead after our first kiss and we're both smiling and crying I forgot I even did that 😭💕 #AND LIKE I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW TENDER I AM ABOUT MY FRIENDS I'M JUST-- LOOK AT THEM I'M SO SOFT I'M GONNA EAT A MATTRESS I CAN'T #[pic of friend helping another tie his tie] [pic of me w friend laughing with our faces smooshed together] noooooo 😭😭😭💕 #[pic of everyone caught in the middle of laughing or saying something and we're all kinda making stupid faces] NOOOO 😭❤💕!!!! #I'M SO FULL OF LOVE I'M GONNA FUCKING EXPLODE #the THING IS I'm exploding with love for Justin every day so I'm very slightly more inoculated against it #a lot of my friends I don't see very often so every other pic is just KNOCKING ME SIDEWAYS!! that's my FRIEND!!! AHUHUHUUU #about me #irl frens #me #SORRY NOT SORRY FOR WEDDINGPOSTING AGAIN #sharing the Wow! Cool Swords pic to spare you all the 500 ones that made me cry about everything instead :')

[dctrlover1969]

#I'm not cryin #you are #(😭😭😭) #bruce wayne #batman #jason todd #red hood & the outlaws #dc comics

[laskulohi]

I was going to post about it on the day we get her, but we got pictures and I'm just-

ABSOLUTE POTATOS. WE GONNA HAVE ONE OF THOSE POTATOS SOON

#i'm so happy and excited might have started cryin #we're meeting the puppies this sunday im aaaaaa we can't bring her home yet but we gonna see her #baku #akita inu #shut up nick #i've wanted akita ever since i was a kid i can't believe this is finally happening����🧡

[chronicsyd]

It just dawned on me that I’m going to have to watch Sam and Henry again in the show and I’m just-Im not ready to go through that again 😭😭

#the last of us spoilers #tlou #the last of us show #sam and Henry #I’m not ready #uhh I’m cryin just thinking about it #HBO max #tv show #why me #heartbroken #i'm so 😭😭😭😭

[soulsillk]

Oh nah. WHO IS THIS— CAUSE I KNOW DAMN WELL THIS ISN'T MILES 😭😭😭

#HE LOOKS LIKE HE'S FORTY #AND WHY HE GOT THAT MIDDLE AGED DIVORCED FATHER HAIRLINE #this is so bad I'm cryin 😭😭😭 #they really gave him a giga forehead too 💀💀💀 #smh disrespectful as hell #SIDESHOW YOU ARE GOING TO HELL FOR THIS 😭😭😭 #w

[dylanconrique]

i have two days off!!!! IN A ROW!!!!!!

#*and this is icarly! #actually cryin over this rn #i haven't been blessed with multiple days off in a row in months #IT'S WHAT I DESERVE!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #oh my gosh the writing i could get done.... i'm so happy!! #tbd

[mrstsung]

Soooooo I got a present for you UWU

it’s not done yet but i hope you like the hafe way done product 🥺👉👈

I drew your oc with your husband Shang

Please let me know if you would like me to Chang or add anything

Omfg. I'm crying 🥺💖😭 it's so amazing.

I mean tho i just self ship with shang as me. Not really an oc truly. But i love this. The outfit is super cute. It's pretty on point.

I really love this. You dont have to change anything if you dont want. The outfit is legit something I'd wear. (I love comfy clothes.)

You are so amazing. Fr.

#fr tho I'm cryin #mortal kombat #shang tsung #the mutuals are so damn sweet #i dont deserve y'all 😭💖 #fan art

[shadowdaddies]

Omgomg-

Can you do an Az x Summer Court reader with soft, white, feathered wings where she's like cleaning her feathers(a very intimate act) and Az walks in, there's some flustered blushing and whatnot, and then he offers to help and they clean their wings together??

OMG this is so cute I'm cryin 😭 I had so much fun with this, you're the best and ily thank you for the request angel!!!💜

Wings of Desire

Azriel x Reader

Sent on mission by Tarquin to work with the Night Court on joining your armies with the Illyrians, Rhysand had allowed you to visit the camps with his spymaster. After a long day of observing training, the both of you flew to where you would be staying while in Illyria. You followed Azriel, landing in front of a small cabin on the far northern border of Prythian. You weren’t even sure if you were still on the continent anymore, shivering at the cold unlike that which you’d ever experienced.

Born in the Summer Court, the heavy snow during Night Court winters was unfamiliar to you, and made flying difficult. Unlike the Illyrians’ wings, which were bare and ideal for flight in freezing temperatures, the delicate feathers of your bone white wings abhorred the cold. 

The stiffness in your wings spread throughout your body, teeth chattering as you forced your legs through the snow to the open door Azriel held for you, an amused smile playing on his lips. Cauldron, those beautiful lips. Your eyes trailed from those lips, down his body as the spymaster heaved in breaths. You were glad to see you weren’t the only one tired from the flight.

As soon as you made it through the doorway, heat seeped into you, a deep comfort settling over your bones. You turned to Azriel, that same smile tugging at his mouth as he seemingly read your thoughts. “Magic. Rhys keeps the place a comfortable temperature, so it’s warm even in the winter.” Enchanted by the unexpected comforts of the cozy cabin, you walked into the kitchen area, taking in the surroundings. 

All of the walls of the cabin were painted, five sets of eyes lining the hallway at the top of the stairs. You scowled at the silvery eyes that seemed to follow you, wings twitching behind you at the uncomfortable feeling, until you reached a familiar set of hazel eyes at the end. A soft smile graced your features, suddenly feeling safe under the watchful eye of Azriel. 

You turned to question the spymaster about the artwork when a cup of hot chocolate appeared on the counter in front of you. Gasping, you jumped back and collided with the shadowsinger. A rare, soft laugh escaped his lips, and you felt as though you might melt at the sound. Scarred hands gently grabbed your arms, helping stand you upright as he leaned over you and grabbed the cup to place in your hands. “The cabin is sentient, so it will supply you with whatever you ask, within reason. Or whatever it thinks you need... In this case, hot chocolate.” 

You blushed, taking a sip of the warm drink and moaned at the rich taste. Azriel’s eyes were dark as he watched you lick the chocolate from your lips, the spymaster clearing his throat as he quickly looked away from you. Your wings shuddered at his attention, and a wince left you at the movement of the sore muscles beneath. 

Shadows curled around Azriel’s own wings, smokey wisps circling his ear as he studied your feathers. “The house will run a bath for you, so you can clean and warm your wings if you wish. Second door on the left.” Almost too distracted by the alluring darkness swirling in front of you, it took a moment to register what Azriel was saying. “Oh, yes. Thank you, Az,” you murmured, setting down the cup as you turned to make your way upstairs for a much needed bath. 

Entering the room, you found a spacious bed - something unusual in your court, as most there did not have wings. But you supposed it was a necessity with the large Illyrians who often stayed here - Azriel in particular had the largest set of wings you had seen on anyone. 

Stripping down, you padded into the bathroom where dim faelights lit the area. A bath was already filled, lavender aromas drifting from the steamy waters of the tub. You giggled, feeling gleeful as you skipped over to the tub and sank beneath the surface. You let out a quiet moan at the feeling, your tired muscles finally rewarded after a long day.

You looked around the tub, searching for anything to use to clean your wings. Because they were feathers, you had to use a long handle to brush between them when you bathed. As Illyrians had bare wings, you should have assumed that they would not have such difficulty washing their own wings. You huffed out a frustrated breath, attempting to reach over your shoulder in awkward angles to find the remaining dirt and snow that had worked its way in your wings.

A knock sounded on the bathroom door, Azriel calling out to you. “Hey, I felt a tu- I felt like you might need something. Is everything okay in there?” Your eyes welled with frustrated tears, humiliated that the Night Court spymaster should find you like this. “Everything is fine, Az. I’ll be okay.” You choked on the last word, and Azriel swore under his breath as he kicked the door open. 

“Something is wrong. Please tell me how I can help, or I won’t be able to sleep,” he said, looking everywhere around the room except at you. A small laugh escaped you at his attempt at chivalry. “You can look at me, Az. I’m not shy. I just can’t reach the dirt on my wings.” A sniffle sounded through the air as you looked at the shadowsinger, whose gaze was only fixed on your dirty, crumpled wings as you trembled in the tub. He swallowed, more nervous than you had ever seen him as Azriel whispered, “I can help you. If- if that is okay.”

You nodded without hesitation. The social taboos of how intimate touching wings was didn’t matter to you in that moment, as you were desperate for Azriel’s healing touch. The shadowsinger nodded, moving behind the tub as he awkwardly reached towards your wings. “Um, how should I-?” 

You turned around, unable to stop your laughter at the Night Court’s spymaster hunched over the edge of a bathtub. “You can get in, Azriel. No offense, but you could use a bath too,” you teased, wrinkling your nose for dramatic effect. He scoffed, his weight shifting between his feet as he considered. “Okay,” Az murmured, looking at you to turn around before he undressed.

You rolled your eyes at the nearly six hundred year old male’s shyness, but turned around anyway, scooting towards the other end of the tub to make room for him. You silently marveled at how large the bathtub was as well, another luxury you were not used to. Your thoughts were interrupted by the water moving as Azriel silently entered the bath. 

Clearing his throat, he asked, “so, how is the best way to wash them?” You smiled to yourself before handing him a rag. “Just anywhere that you see dirt, if you could use the washcloth or your hands - whatever is easiest - to wipe it away. It usually gets stuck higher up and between feathers.” 

You heard his deep inhale from behind as he brought the washcloth over your wings, biting your lip to keep from moaning at the feeling. After awhile of Azriel using the washcloth, he whispered in a shaky voice, “I think I need to use my hands to get the rest.” You nodded your consent, peeking over your shoulder to see the focused male with his brow furrowed as he lathered soap on his scarred hands. This time when his hands made contact with your wings, you couldn’t help the gasp that escaped you. 

He pulled back quickly, eyes and shadows wildly searching for any sign of harm. “Are you okay? I’m so sor-“ You cut him off with a breathy laugh. “No, Az, it’s fine. They’re just... sensitive. I’m not hurt.” You promised, looking into those hazel eyes as you swore to him. Azriel nodded, continuing his work with even softer care now, you biting your li until it bled to keep your moans from frightening him away. 

“Okay, they’re looking beautiful and pristine as ever,” Azriel announced after awhile, one finger skirting the outside of your right wing as he spoke. You huffed a thank you, both relieved and heartbroken that it was over, when it dawned on you. “Do... you need help with your wings, Azriel?”

It was quiet for a moment, the question weighing heavy in the air before Azriel responded, “yes, I would greatly appreciate that.” The both of you turned around, his broad wings on display for you in the tub as he now faced the other edge. You gently washed his wings - admittedly much easier and faster than your own. He was silent the whole time - except for when you brushed a large vein on his left wing - one groan sounding from him that you kindly ignored. It was an unspoken understanding that neither of you would admit, that Azriel did not need help washing his wings. But something in your chest called you to him, to care for him in the most intimate of ways.

While you dragged it out for as long as you could, the bathwater eventually grew colder and Azriel’s wings could not be much cleaner. The two of you accepted that the moment was over, exiting the bath as you donned your towels. Azriel picked up his leathers, slowly making his way towards the door when you blurted out, “stop.” 

He slowly turned, eyeing you cautiously while you scrambled to find a reason for him to stay. “I - um, I don’t know the area as well as you, obviously... Would you mind staying in here tonight? The bed has plenty of room.” With a deep breath, you admitted, “I would feel safer with you.” Azriel smiled at you, a glowing feeling tugging in your chest at the sight as he made his way towards your bed, settling under the covers.

Part 2 | Part 3

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[cloudchaser2000]

Hey thanks so much for unprivating that fic, I've been searching for years for it. I remember reading it back then after season 4 ended and trying to fill the dethklok-shaped void in my heart when I stumbled upon zsomeone's art which then led me to that fic. I just want to say again that, this fic still lives in my mind rent free even after ten years.

You've been here since the beginning too, so I want to also take the time to thank you for all the hard work and amazing contributions you've done in this fandom. You're one the best people I've ever met here.

You're so welcome, and thank YOU very much for all your kind words; reading them made me smile and warmed my heart 💙

I'm happy it gave you fond memories and I appreciate your lovely message a lot. All the best, and three cheers that we're getting closure on the story of Metalocalypse 🤘🏼

#asks #thank you!! 😭🖤💙 #I'ms not cryins I'ms just...gettins high

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ i still like you

Gojo x gn!reader

Overview; rejecting Gojo in high school, but figuring out your feelings much later when he's become a teacher at Jujutsu High

Content; headcanons, angst with fluff/happy ending

Warnings; rejection talk, heartbroken Gojo 😭angsty romance

Note; call him SADTORU cuz he cryin' over u

REJECTING Gojo Satoru is difficult. The man refuses to believe that you're rejecting him.

"Huh?" is his initial response. Then he laughs. "You're a good joker. Really got me there."

He is convinced for the first few months that it's an ongoing joke. He still brings you flowers as usual. He still flirts with you in the locker rooms. He still kisses your cheek as he giggles and runs off back home, like how he's done since you two were kids.

But he slowly, very slowly, realizes that you don't reciprocate his feelings. That his passion doesn't pierce the veil you have draped over your heart.

For years he still acts as usual, but more toned down. There was a time he would smile at you, then tear up when you left. He made a playlist that ended up being the heartbreak playlist. He rejected anyone who asked him out, except for an odd few who he tried with. But that was just to try and forget you, and the impression you made on him.

Now he's become a teacher, watching over Yuji and the others. A lot of time has passed. His students were told many times about the one who rejected Gojo-sensei and when you were introduced to them, Yuji even said "Oh, the one who rejected Gojo-sensei in high school lol?" ("Yuji!!" 💢Nobara smacked him)

You sat with Gojo in his office that afternoon, drinking tea. He hadn't lifted his cup, clearly something was on his mind (er, and he also didn't like tea. But he knew that you did, so he made it for you.)

"Hey, remember when you rejected me? Well, I know this is gonna sound childish, but I held onto my feelings all these years. I still like you."

You can't believe your ears for a second. He's pushing into his thirties soon, and yet he still possesses the pure and boyish feelings from his high school years.

"It feels like as I got older with you, my crush matured. Kinda like it graduated from being a crush and became..."

He trailed off, the final word on the tip of his tongue. Those bright blue eyes teared up under his silken blindfold.

"Love." he chuckled.

"Satoru..."

"Sorry, I've just been in a reminiscing mood lately. Ignore me."

"Satoru, is it too late to tell you how much I regret rejecting you?"

He stutters. The high and mighty Gojo Satoru, who always had a cocky and self-absorbed edge, stutters.

Jokingly, he lifts his blindfold and looks at you with one eye. "You jokin' with me?" he laughs nervously.

"No, I'm serious." you tell him honestly. "I was on a different plane of existence back then. As the years went by I started wishing that I said I like you back."

His heart races. It races like it used to back in his high school days. When his crush on you first developed.

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