#i love these dorks if ANYTHING were to happen to them I'd-- oh...

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secret notes part 8: send me the moon 

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Summary: It's your final live show as The Lonely Avenger and the whole team is there to finally see the one behind the voice. Including Loki.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: 2 curse words; other than that, nothing…this is a fluffy story with a fluffy ending [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: the last scene's a little hot…like 0.5/5 spicy

"Could you two drop me off near Groove instead of at the Tower?" you asked Clint as you were on your way back to New York, the mission going off without much complication, or bloodshed. You left those guards still breathing, after all, so really there were no casualties on this mission, and as far as you were concerned, that was an absolute win.

"Does this have something to do with the invite that was forwarded to me while you were in their base?" he asked you, a smirk playing on his face. "You wanna get the jump on everyone else, finding out who Laufeyson's bird is before we even get there? Vet the girl, make sure that she's good enough for Mr Horns?" 

"Not exactly," you answered with a smirk of your own. "More like I have to do sound checks. For my live show." That made him slam his hand on the Autopilot button and stare at you with eyes as wide as saucers, making Natasha laugh from her co-pilot seat. "Surprise, Hawkeye. It's me. I'm the bird. Caw caw." 

"How did I not see that coming?" He eyed Natasha, who you had no doubt was smirking and snickering to herself. "I'm assuming you already knew about this, Tasha?" 

"I've known for months," she said casually. "Wanda and I watched her first live show. Morgan knows, too."

"Hold on how'd you get Morgan to not tell Tony?!" You mumbled Natasha's promise to the tiny Stark that kept her from spilling your secret. "Sorry, birdy, what was that?" 

"Nat promised her that she'd be the flower girl at the wedding," you enunciated every syllable, making him chuckle. "Oh, and by the way. Thor knows, too." She turned her now wide eyed gaze towards you. "He baited me with a singing meme and I was caught off guard. I suppose by now he knows that I intend to tell everyone anyway so I'm trusting that he's keeping his mouth shut around Mischief." 

"Aww, babes, it's really happening, huh?" She grabbed your hand and lightly swung it. "It's like the end of an era." 

"Yeah. By the end of the day there'll be egg on my face because Loki's finally gonna know how stupid in love I am with him, and that's it. That's the end of me." 

"At the risk of you stabbing me, Y/N, I gotta say it. I think you're an idiot if you actually believe that things would end badly if Horns knows how you feel about him. I saw you two before you boarded the Quinjet; that's a man in love. God. That's a god in love. Whatever happens in the live show, I'd put money on all this ending with you singing a whole new set of notes in his apartment that none of us ever want to hear. I don't think even Tony has the money to cover the therapy we'd need if we hear that." 

You smacked him upside the back of his head. "Dork." He gave you a shrug as if to say eh, you're not wrong, which made you chuckle. "Just drop me off near Groove, please." You placed a hand on Nat's shoulder. "And please make sure that he actually goes to the live show? If I'm going to rip off a bandaid, I'd prefer to rip it all the way off in one move." 

"I'll have Thor drag him out if I have to," she promised, placing her hand over yours. "Don't look so nervous, babes. Everything's gonna be fine. More than fine." She tilted her head to address Clint. "We should probably all stay out of the tower for a few hours once they exit the bar. You know, so we don't have to charge Stark's account for therapy." 

By the time that Natasha and Clint returned to the Tower, the team was already buzzing with bets on who it could be, most of them already gathered around the common area clearly dressed for a party. The Russian spy  made a beeline for Wanda, looking like a Christmas ornament in her sparkly red dress. 

"Anyone on to our girl?" she whispered to the sorceress.

"Just Thor…he's been hinting at it since Tony found the invite." 

"That's because Thor knows. Baited Y/N with a meme the morning before we left. Anyone else?" 

"I think Rhodey knows, too. But he's been suspicious since before the first live show, so I can't be too sure. You two should go get changed, we're just waiting for--"

"Ah, there he is! Brother! Are you excited to finally know the identity of your lark?" 

Natasha looked at the stairs, her eyes widening once she'd seen the effort that Loki put into his look for your show, wearing a form-fitting dress shirt set in his "old faithful" shade of green tucked into tight slacks that had her questioning if he would be able to even sit down without ripping open a seam, and a pair of black Oxfords. It was obvious that he spent a considerable amount of time on his hair, too, styled in a half bun that had a few loose tendrils framing his face, trying to look effortless but anyone who knew how much effort that really took knew that he spent at least 20 minutes trying to get that down right, even with his magic.

He looked over to where she and Clint were standing, his gaze searching for someone clearly absent. "Where's Y/N?" 

Natasha defaulted to her classic excuse for you. "Had to run an errand." He nodded at the answer, a small smile tugging at the side of his mouth. "Said she'll meet us at Groove instead." 

Another twenty minutes later and they were on their way to the bar, already filled to the brim with people buzzing about your identity as the unmistakable sound of your voice overflowed out of the bar and well into the queue of people hoping to be let inside. 

Once Natasha and Wanda walked up to the door, the guards let them through, along with the rest of the team, and they were all escorted toward the front of the stage, where they waved at the sight of you on stage, wearing an off-shoulder little black dress that fell just short of mid-thigh and strappy gold heels. 

"WOOOO LET'S GO Y/N!!" Sam shouted as he made his way through the crowd, making you chuckle in the middle of your song. "That's my friend right there!" he hollered as he clapped his hands, causing the rest of the crowd to clap along with him.

"I'll wait for the day when we finally say now or never Until then I'll be here wanting more as I settle for atmosphere" 

As you began the final chorus of Send Me the Moon by Sara Bareilles, you noticed that nearly all of the team already sat in the area you had reserved for them, noting some of them trying to covertly pass around the money that they lost when they were placing bets on your identity all those months ago. 

Surprisingly, the money was split between Sam and Bucky. 

You shook your head slightly at their antics and returned your focus to the rest of the crowd, your roaming gaze stopping short at the sight of Loki two feet away from the stage, looking up at you with such a venerational relief in his eyes it nearly made your knees buckle. 

As you finished the song, and you took in the applause, and the standing ovation from your team along with the wolf whistles from your girl friends, a smile began to grace his features as he mouthed, "It's you." 

You could feel a tugging at your heart, as if your world was about to crumble, but you no longer cared. Whatever happened, even if everything were to fall apart at your feet today, you'd be fine. You'd rebuild from whatever you had left. Your experiment was done, the resolution from the beginning of the year a hilarious failure. And yet, you knew in your heart that you could recover from this.

It was that resolve that had you returning his smile with one of your own, a bit more somber, as if you'd come to make peace with an impending loss. "It's me," you mouthed back.

As the applause faded, you looked into the audience once more and spoke into the mic. "Hi. I'm Y/N Y/L/N. And this will be the last song I sing as The Lonely Avenger." 

"What's gonna happen to your channel?" Sam's voice boomed from the crowd.

You shrugged in your team's direction. "I suppose I'm just gonna change it to my name. Can't exactly be anonymous anymore," you answered with a chuckle. "Maybe I'll do some drunk challenges with Nat and Wanda." 

"THAT'S OUR GIRL!!" Wanda chirped up from her seat, making you giggle at her enthusiasm. 

"Anyways…" You raised your iced tea perched on a stool nearby toward the crowd. "To The Lonely Avenger." 

Most of the crowd raised their glasses and repeated your sentiment. You heard Tony shout "to jellybean", while the rest of the team shouted "to Y/N". What had you confused was Thor's sentiment, as his distinct voice rang louder than the buzzing of the audience. "To my sister." 

You turned your gaze to the band and they began to play out your final song: "Tell Me" by He Is We.

"Take a video, Wan. We'll wanna go back to this moment one day," Natasha instructed the sorceress. She quickly took out her phone and began recording you singing your final song as the anonymous Lonely Avenger, switching the camera's focus back and forth between you on the mic and Loki's reactions to your performance.

"Eyes can only see so far Tired of wishing on Northern Stars So I close my eyes and pray Nothing comes to mind so I let my heart say Tell me don't give up…"

As you finished the song, Wanda made a motion to turn off the video but Nat's whispered "not yet" made her keep recording, and she watched with wide eyes and a slacked jaw as Loki walked up to the stage, his hand outstretched up toward you. 

"Take his hand, babes!" Nat hollered, cheering as you walked over to the edge of the stage, placing your hand in his. She and Wanda where all out squealing the second her brought your hand to his lips and kissed your knuckles. 

"For fuck's sake, Bambi, kiss her!" Tony spoke through cupped hands. 

Thor started clapping thunderously as you placed your hands on Loki's shoulders and he placed his hands on your hips and lifted you from the stage, setting you back down in front of him. On a whim, Wanda used her magic to point the mic toward you.

"My lark. My Y/N." Wanda held back her squeals as he brought his hands up to frame your face. "My love." 

The whole bar erupted into cheers as he leaned down and laid his lips on yours, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you close to him and causing you to place your arms on his shoulders. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, The Lonely Avenger!!" a new voice announced as a man walked up the stage, encouraging a fresh round of applause from the crowd. "I for one am glad to see this turn of events. Who isn't a sucker for a good happy beginning?"

A murmured voice escorting you backstage to the green room was heard through the speakers, giving Wanda the cue to stop recording. Although she immediately regretted turning the camera off once she saw the unmistakably mischievous grin on the god's face as he wrapped his arm around your waist and lifted you off your feet, walking you both towards the aforementioned room with a little twirl of your dress. 

"Dammit this means I owe Morgan a hundred bucks," Tony muttered, making the sorceress turn an incredulous gaze toward him. 

"Tony, Morgan knows," Natasha told him, making the billionaire's eyes widen in pure disbelief. "Since before Y/N's first show. She's the one who told Wanda."

"Duped by my own daughter," he muttered. "Is it weird that I'm proud of her?" The team shook their heads as he turned to look at the blonde Asgardian. "And why did you forfeit, Point Break? You would've won."

"I found out before Lady Y/N left for her mission with the assassins."

"WHAT?!" the remainder of the team all but yelled in unison, proceeding to ask the god about the hows of it all. 

The moment the door to the green room closed, Loki cradled your head with one hand and had your body trapped between him and the door, his other hand now resting on your side, thumb gently stroking your stomach. "My darling," he said softly, the brilliant smile on his face never fading as he leaned in and pressed his lips to your exposed neck.

He proceeded to trail his lips down to the base of your throat and across your collarbone, humming a sound of contentment against your skin as he kept on murmuring your name between kisses. Your breathing became erratic as you gasped for air, your heaving chest pressing your skin even more against his lips.

You let out a hybrid between a squeak and a moan as he placed his hands on the back of your thighs, adjusting his hold on you and making you wrap your legs around him, giving you a flashback to earlier this year when he did the exact same motion to help you reach your mug at the top shelf. He trailed his kisses up to your lips once more, claiming your mouth with his at a languid, decadent pace. As if you had all the time in the world. You couldn't help but to sigh against him, allowing yourself for just a moment to be content with what was happening.

"I love you," he mumbled against your lips, pressing one more tender kiss upon them before pulling away, his grin one of obvious repletion, before spotting the look of consternation on your face and his expression quickly faded into one of concern. "What's wrong, dear heart?" 

"Do…do you love me or…"

"Oh, my darling mortal," he whispered as he cupped your face and pressed a frantic kiss to your lips. "I love you, Y/N. I've loved you long before you first sang under that moniker. Long before Stark's party." He pressed his lips against yours once more and you could feel your body physically weaken the moment both felt and heard him moan against your mouth. "I will tell you in the plainest words I can find, my love. I am maddeningly in love with you, Y/N. And I wish for you to be mine." 

"I'm yours," you said in a breathy exhale, unable to breathe as you felt his lips latch on to a particularly sensitive spot between your neck and shoulder and proceeded to lightly suck on the skin. "I've--fuck--I've always been yours." He had you arching into his kiss once his lips moved lower, playing at the neckline of your dress, just above your heart. "Please…please, Loki, I need--"

"I know, my darling," he cut you off, pressing his body harder against yours, muffling your moans with another kiss to your lips. "I know. But I do not wish for our first time together to be in the back room of a bar. You deserve more than that." He once again peppered kisses up the column of your neck. "You deserve to be worshipped. Savored. For hours. Days, even." Your breath hitched at the very thought of being at his mercy for hours, let alone days. "Just say the words, my love. Say them and I will make it so. You would be mine to do with as I please, and I yours."

He pulled away from you with a final kiss to your jaw, making you arch toward him again, silently begging him to resume his attentions. He didn't. Instead he simply stroked your cheek with his thumb, causing you to lean in to his touch. 

"I won't kiss you again until you say them, darling," he teased. "So say them and allow us both our rapture."

"I love you," you all but shouted, the evident desperation in your voice making him bite his lip as he smirked at you. You took a breath, trying to calm yourself. "I love you, Loki." He smiled, leaning in until your lips were barely touching. "Make me yours."

"With pleasure, my darling Y/N," he said with a soft kiss to your lips. "You must know, my love. You've never been alone. You have me. You've always had me." His next kiss felt like a promise, as if he was casting a spell that sealed your fates together in that single kiss. "Shall we?"

"Just lemme get my things," you said breathlessly. With a wave of his hand, your bag disappeared from the table in a flash of green. "We should at least tell the team we're leaving."

"I believe they're aware. Or they should have surmised by now that we do not intend to return to their company for a while," he answered with a smirk. "I'm sure by now my brother's told the staff that we've most likely disappeared from this room and it's safe to enter once more, so I believe our next move is to do precisely that." 

"You have to put me down, you know," you said with a giggle. "You can't just lug me around like a weird captive koala."

"I won't lug you around anywhere like a small furry animal. I intend to hold the woman I love in my arms; I will put you down only once there is a bed in our vicinity. Not a moment sooner." He pulled your body closer to his, securing his hold on you before pressing a tender kiss to your cheek. "Close your eyes, my love," he whispered in your ear. You did exactly that.

When he told you to open them you were no longer in the green room; rather you were in an opulent bedroom with a central motif of marble and a faded shade of gold. Looking at the view from the balcony you could tell that you were still within New York, but this was definitely not the Tower. "Mischief? Where are we?" You looked at his face and your breath hitched at the simpering look on his face.

"I took the liberty of acquiring us some accommodations for the week." The week? Your breathing thinned as he walked over to the bed, gently laying you down upon it. "Did you truly think I would bring you back to my chambers? Where my brother could so easily barge in like the brutish oaf he often is? That I would have my fill of you after one night?" He kissed his way down to your clothed stomach, before lightly grasping one of your legs and pressing a searing kiss to the back of your knee. "My darling, if you did, you've sorely underestimated how desperately I have longed for you." 

You had no words left in you except, "A week?" 

"Only because that is all I could manage without starting a war with our dear Captain over monopolizing your time, and leaving our team short of two resources at once," he answered you simply. "So, my lark…" He kissed the back of your knee once more before slowly crawling up your body. "My darling Y/N…" He kissed the exposed skin of your chest, just above your heart. "My love…" He captured your lips in a slow, sensual kiss that left you breathless. "Shall we begin?" 

A/N: I can't believe the series is already over, but that's it. That's the end of the main story of 'secret notes'! I hope y'all enjoyed going on this ride with me and in true 'me' fashion, this isn't really the end. Outtakes will come…I don't know when but I know they are happening.

But more importantly…it means that I have my schedule all clear for the collab series I've been talking about, and I can finally reveal that my fellow writer for this is none other than @mochie85!!

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[elliespuns]

I was wondering, would you mind introducing yourself a bit? Your age, hobbies (except for blogging of coure), music taste, your favorite movies, etc? I love the content you post and i love you and I don't even know you. I wanna know my favorite blogger.. lol. Only if you're okay with it

First of all, thank you for such a lovely compliment. I love you too and I don't even see your blog, mate!

To answer you; I was answering something similar once. This anon sent me questions and I filled them in, so if you allow me to just copy and paste those so I wouldn't have to type it all again (nothing has changed since then, honestly) then I'll be happy to oblige.

How old are you? I'm 30

Tall or short? Very short, I'm only 5'1 ft, 1,56 m

Sexuality? Eh, I don't like labeling myself but if I HAD TO, it'd say bisexual/demisexual.

Describe yourself briefly I'm an introverted dork that doesn't vibe with most people. I dig music, art, and I love a lot. I either love too much or not at all. I've been vegan for over 10 years now and I love funny people. Other than that, I'm just a very poetic soul that also loves to play video games from time to time and I write. I write a lot.

Something you like about yourself? I'd say it's my knowledge in English. I've been self 'learning' it for 9 years now (never been abroad) and I was able to learn the language to the point where it became a huge part of my life. Like I literally use it more than my mother language. That's a thing I'd say I like about myself.

Favorite hobbies outside your blog? I write; creative writing, poetry. Both fulfil my mind. Then I love reading (ofc). I also draw, play video games, work with graphic programs and I love taking pictures.

Something no one would guess about you I have a very high sex drive, lmao 🫣😂 and people would never say so about me, because I literally look like I have a ribbon buckled to my vagina.

Weird quirks you have Oh, god, I can't stand hand cuts. Like you can literally show me a video of someone having their throat slit and I'll be fine, but then you show me a vid of someone having their palm sliced, or simply just someone cutting their finger and I'll go all asdfghjklsdfghjk.

One talent you wished you had Damn, I wish I could draw from imagination. I can draw but I can't seem to draw anything just by trying to see it in my head. That's so fucking frustrating. And weird. Anyone else having this problem?

A word your friends would use to describe you Idk about one word, but my best friend says I'm the funniest person she has ever met, so does that count? Lol, Idk why she says this. I'm literally a potato.

Craziest thing that's ever happened to you Omg, trauma alert… when my boss (a 70 year old male) caressed the top of my head telling me I'm pretty.

Have you ever been in love? Yes, for over 10 years now (no, it's not a fictional character, lol).

What is your biggest fear? Fuck, it's hurricanes and tornados. I actually have a phobia, it's called 'ancraophobia' and it's a fear of strong wind. (I swear I don't fear normal wind tho, I'm not that weird, actually, ok?).

Why did you start this blog? When I came here one day I realized that there were only a few blogs that were dedicated to the game stuff. So I said why the hell not? I didn't expect to have an actual fanbase here, it's crazy. Love you guys.

Your favorite food? Lentils, that's the shit.

Least favorite food? I'd say meat.

Favorite TV shows? Okay, not gonna mention TLOU cause it's obvious, but the very first show that pops into my mind every time is Breaking Bad. I love this show to bits. Then I also love TWD, OITNB, Better Call Saul, Wentworth, This Is Us, Lost, The Killing.

Favorite movie of all time? My most favorite movie of all time will forever be Ginger Snaps (2000). I've loved this movie ever since I was 11. It's been 19 years ever since and I still love it to pieces. Aaaaah!

Favorite musicians? I love a lot of music, but my most favorite is Damien Rice. I love that guy and what he does. Right behind him are Cigarettes After Sex and Mazzy Star (just pure love). Then it would be Joshua Radin, The Hope Arsenal, Yaeow, The Paper Kites, The Smiths, R.E.M., Blur, BoDeans...

Do you have any pets? My chonky boi guinea pig.

#i guess i'll have to get used to sharing 'myself' with you guys sometimes #get to know your blogger i guess #the last of us #tlou #tlou blogger #the last of us game #elliespuns answers

[phantompoguefangirl]

WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER

CHAPTER THREE: HOME IS WHERE THE BAND IS

They don't know about the things we do

They don't know about the I-love-yous

But I bet you if they only knew (they don't know)

They would just be jealous of us

They don't know about the up-all-nights

They don't know I've waited all my life, Just to find a love that feels this right (they don't know)

Baby, they don't know about, they don't know about us.

They don't know how special you are.

They don't know what you've done to my heart. They can say anything they want

'Cause they don't know about us -They Don't Know About Us by One Direction

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The plane ride was only like a couple hours long and we spent the first part of it discussing logistics for my new setlist song and the rest of it watching Guardians of the Galaxy. We were still quoting it and giggling uncontrollably as we got off the plane and found our luggage. Michael carried mine for me and we made our way through the airport until we got to the secluded area where Luke, Ashton, and Calum were waiting for us with their security guard, Dave.

Ashton was the first to see us and his face lit up like the 4th of July causing his mouth to turn up into his big iconic smile. Ashton was my best guy friend and the band member I was closest to, besides Michael obviously. He was also the reason I got into 5 Seconds of Summer. I'd seen a cute photo of him and I wanted to know who he was so I googled him and found the band. I instantly loved the music and was in Ashton's lane at first, but then I discovered that an angel named Michael Clifford existed and my whole life changed.

Of course, Ashton still had a special place in my heart and when I met him, we'd instantly clicked in a purely platonic way. We were the same age, but because Ashton was older by a few months and because I was so much shorter than all of them, he liked to call me his little sister just to annoy me.

We both were very giggly and sarcastic and we had a lot of fun together. We also kind of ended up being the parents of the group a lot since we were the oldest and someone has to keep track of these dorks when they're together or chaos ensues. I mean, chaos usually ensues anyway, but Ash and I(mostly me) tried to keep them from getting into trouble. Easier said than done when you have the equivalent of four toddlers on crack in adult bodies running around with you. But I loved them for their crazy shenanigans because it was always hilarious and fun to be apart of.

"Mia!!" Ashton yelled, breaking me out of my thoughts as he ran toward me, sounding like he hadn't seen me in months.

"Dimples!" I yelped out the nickname I gave him excitedly as he carefully scooped me up into a hug and I hugged him back as tightly as I could. The boys already knew about my hand because we had called them to let them know what happened while we were waiting in the ER.

"No, stop, I don't want to be annoyed with you. I missed you too much!" he groaned, setting me down. He always pretended he didn't like that nickname but he really didn't mind.

"It's literally only been like a day and a half, Ash," I giggled.

"Yeah, but you guys left me alone with these two idiots so it felt like forever," Ashton said, pointing behind him at Luke and Calum with his thumb.

"Hey! We heard that," Luke said as he and Calum came up to us.

"Yeah, if anything, they should be apologizing for leaving us alone with you," Calum added, playfully shoving Ashton.

"Oh well my bad," I said sarcastically, still giggling.

"Wow, we're gone for ONE fucking day and you all become such whiny little shits," Michael said, laughing as he hugged the boys.

When the guys were done horsing around as they greeted each other, Luke and Calum happily hugged me too and then we started walking toward the exit. I still had a hard time keeping up with them, so Ashton gave me a piggy back ride. Michael was going to but he had all the luggage and Ashton beat him to it anyway.

"So what are you gonna do about tour, y'know with your hand being hurt and everything?" Luke asked, once we were all buckled in and Dave was driving us back to our house.

"Oh we actually need to talk to you about that. Michael offered to play guitar for me, if that's cool with you guys," I explained,"And I want to add a cover song to my set, too."

"Can you handle all that, Mikey?"Ashton asked, worried.

"Oh yeah. It's not that much more to play and like I told Mia, there will be a break between her set and ours so I can rest and refuel then," Michael answered excitedly.

"If you're sure you'll be fine, then I see no issue with that. As long as you take care of yourself," Ash said.

"I'm okay with it too. Just don't wear yourself out, mate," said Calum.

"Yeah same," Luke agreed.

"I won't wear myself out, I promise," Michael affirmed.

"I'll make sure he doesn't," I said,"Thank you guys, I really appreciate all of you."

"Of course. We'd do just about anything for you, Mia. You know that," Ashton assured me, "Speaking of which, I believe you had a second request?"

I nodded and explained my song idea to them. They were down for it too so I texted my band to meet us at our house. As soon as we got there, Michael and I went with them down to the studio to rehearse.

We did a quick run through of my set to work Michael in, and then we started learning Face Down. We were still working on the arrangement and I was just finishing singing the last part of the song when Luke came downstairs. I groaned in frustration as the song ended.

"Hey lunch is read-whoa what's wrong?" Luke said, walking further into the studio.

"Something doesn't feel right. We've pretty much got the song learned but something about the arrangement itself is just...off,"I explained.

"Yeah it feels like there's something missing maybe?" Michael added.

"Hmm, well do you guys want to play it again so I can hear it? Maybe I can help you figure it out," Luke offered, hesitantly.

We nodded, and Luke listened to the original song on the studio computer and then listened to us play it right after. He stopped us after the first chorus and we looked at over at him, confused.

"Michael, what if you sing with her? I think your voices blend well and I think if you harmonize, it might be a nice touch." Luke suggested.

"Oh, I didn't even think of that! That's great idea," Michael said, looking at his bandmate and then over at me.

"Ooh, yeah, let's try it!" I agreed, excitedly.

So we figured out what parts he would sing and Luke was right. Michael's voice and our harmonies were exactly what the song needed. I think the passion and emotion came out more that way because Michael was a big part of the story we were telling with this music and he could tell his side as well. Calum and Ashton joined us when Luke didn't come back and they thought it was awesome too, so that made me feel even better about it.

We practiced it a couple more times and then we went upstairs to eat. Calum had ordered sub sandwiches for everyone, including my band. They were here playing music with me enough that their food orders had been learned.

After we finished eating and my band left, Luke and Calum asked Michael to play Fifa. I played videogames, but I wasn't any good at Fifa and neither was Ashton so we just sat and watched. I ended up between Michael and Ashton on the bigger couch while Luke and Calum took the other one. We watched them play for a few hours, laughing at their playful arguments and insults.

After awhile I began to zone out a bit, staring at my cast and thinking about yesterday. Ashton must have noticed because he gently took my broken hand in his.

"Do you want to talk about what happened with your family? I mean we know the part about how you ended up in the ER but not the rest," he spoke after a moment.

"They were judgemental as hell, but at least my dad and Maggie shut up after Michael basically told them that he didn't give a shit what they thought of him. Grandma was the only one who didn't let up. I guess I shouldn't really surprised though," I told him as I glanced up and watched the boys fighting to score a goal.

"What did they say?" Ashton asked.

I fidgeted with a loose thread on Michael's jeans anxiously as the events of yesterday replayed in my head.

"They basically called me a ho and said I jumped from Jesse to Michael like it was nothing," I answered, trying to stay calm as the boys made various disgusted noises at the mention of Jesse's name,"Then Grandma saw my side tattoo and my belly ring while we were horsing around with my brothers and she said I ruined my body for Michael, who, according to her, just wants to get in my pants and will leave me for some other groupie."

"What?!" Ashton growled.

"Oh my god, what the fuck?" Luke exclaimed, pausing the game and looking at me incredulously.

"Why the hell would they say that to you?" Calum asked, also looking at me in shock.

"I don't know, honestly," I said sadly, shifting away from Ashton in order to snuggle closer to Michael, who set his controller down and wrapped his arms around me in response.

"I pretty much told her grandma to go fuck herself for that last bit, but I was polite about it because I was more worried about Mia's injury than anything else in that moment," Michael said, sounding like he was also trying to stay calm.

"Wow," Luke said, shaking his head and running his fingers through his hair.

"He told them off twice, actually, but Grandma didn't stop until she said the groupie thing and Michael really went off on her,"I said.

"I would have went off too. What the fuck is wrong with these people?" Ashton said, angrily.

"I about lost my shit over what they said about her and Jesse, though. I almost took her and left right then, but we got distracted by her dad asking about her music," Michael said.

"Did you tell them what happened with Jesse?" Ashton asked.

"Yeah but I was kinda vague about it because the details are still hard to talk about,"I sighed.

"That's fair," Ashton said.

"They got the picture, though," Michael said.

"Good," Ashton nodded.

"I'm sorry you had to deal with that," Calum told me.

"Both of you," Luke added, glancing between Michael and I.

"Thanks," We replied simultaneously.

Michael tilted my face upward to look at him,"Hey, I hope you know your family is wrong for acting like that and saying those things. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, besides this band of course, and I'm never going to leave you. I love you so fucking much, Mia. More than you know."

I leaned up and pressed my lips to his softly. "I know, Baby. I told you I don't care what they think of you. I just didn't want to hear them say it. And I love you too."

"For the record, we're not going anywhere either. We love you too, Mia," Luke added.

"Yeah, your family can kick rocks. They don't know anything about us. None of us would ever even dream of leaving or hurting you, especially not Michael. You mean the world to us," Ash agreed.

"To be honest, I don't think they really should count as family because family doesn't treat you like that. To me, we are your family because we love each other, take care of each other, support each other unconditionally and never judge each other. Except jokingly, of course," Calum spoke up.

"Awe, Calum," I said as I felt the tears welling up in my eyes.

"No, I'm serious. You're as much my sister as Mali-Koa is at this point," he said, getting up and extending his arms to me as Ashton and Luke nodded in agreement and moved closer too. "Remember what I always say? Home is where the band is. Well, you're part of us now so home is where you are too."

"You already know you're my little sister too," Ashton grinned through watery eyes.

The tears were free falling now as I got carefully smooshed into the arms of my four favorite boys. I could feel their warm tears on my clothes as we held each other.

We stayed like that for a bit before Ashton spoke up.

"Hey, how about we have a movie night? We can make a fort and sleep here in the living room tonight!" He suggested, knowing this was one of mine and Michael's favorite things to do.

"Hell yeah! I'll order pizza!" Michael agreed excitedly.

"Calum and I can go get snacks and drinks from the store!" Luke offered.

"You know I'm in!" I agreed, jumping up and running upstairs. I changed into one of Michael's tshirts and some pajama shorts. Michael followed me and changed into his own pjs as he ordered the pizza. He helped me bring our bedding downstairs once he got off the phone.

Luke and Cal got back before the pizza arrived and Ash emerged from his room also clad in sleepwear to help them bring in the snacks. They changed too and then someone threw in Mean Girls at some point, earning a groan from Michael.

"Shut the fuck up, you love Mean Girls," Luke said, gently smacking his arm.

"I was kidding, geez," Michael giggled, shoving him before reaching for me.

Before he could touch me, I squealed as I was swept into someone's arms and pulled onto one of the couches.

"What the hell, Ash?" Michael said, annoyed.

"I can't cuddle with my best friend?" Ash asked innocently.

"First of all, OUCH. I thought we were your best friends," Michael scoffed sarcastically, gesturing to himself, Luke and Cal, both voiced their agreement. "And second of all, what if I wanted to cuddle her?"

I knew I should probably interject but watching any of the boys banter was too funny to miss.

"Well first of all, you know what I meant so come off it, mate," Ashton replied, laughing as he pulled me a little bit closer, "And second of all, I just want Mia snuggles for a little while. You can have her back after that."

Michael was about to protest, but I nodded and smiled at him, "Babe, it'll be fine. I'll come cuddle with you after the pizza gets here and we eat."

Michael made a pouty face before overdramatically sighing and plopping down on the other couch. "Fine, I guess."

I could tell by his eyes that he wasn't really bothered, though. Him and Ashton often jokingly fought over me.

"I'll cuddle you, mate," Calum offered, reaching for Michael.

"CAL PAL!" Michael mock gasped, giggling and jumping on Calum as we all laughed hysterically.

Luke jumped on them and they wrestled around before getting distracted by the movie and laying there tangled up with each other while watching.

I couldn't find my phone so I grabbed Ashton's and took a few sneaky photos of them as it happened. I posted them on Ashton's social media accounts with the caption "Movie night cuddles or failed WWE Smackdown reenactment?" causing Ashton to crack up laughing as he read it.

The other three didn't seem to notice and I put the phone down as we all focused on the tv. I leaned back against Ashton, basking in his warmth as his arms tightened around me. He was so comfy to do this with, like a big adorable teddy bear. I sighed quietly as I laid there feeling very relaxed. That is, until the pizza came and everyone scrambled to get up and grab a slice.

Once we finished eating, we built the fort and situated everything.

"Babe, look!" Michael said, pointing proudly at the nest of pillows and blankets he had created for us.

"Ooohh yesss!" I said, coming over to him excitedly. I jumped into the pile and carefully rolled myself into the blankets like a burrito.

"Hey I wanna be a burrito with you!" Michael said, burrowing in beside me, pulling me into his arms and brushing his lips against mine. I giggled, stretching my arms and legs around him as I kissed him back happily.

"Ew, get a room!" Calum joked, pretending to gag.

Michael's lips didn't leave mine as he help up his hand and gave Calum the finger. I could practically hear Calum rolling his eyes amid Luke and Ashton's laughter.

I giggled into the kiss and we pulled apart after a minute. We shifted around so we could both watch the movie, Michael snuggling me closer and nuzzling his face into my neck as we did so.

The boys had each made their own bedding nests and were now curled up in their spots contently. We ended up eating snacks and quoting every film we watched late into the night until we all fell asleep.

#5sos #michael clifford #5 seconds of summer #michael 5sos #michael clifford fanfic #michael clifford x reader #michael clifford hq #5sos fanfic

[youre-ackermine]

1. gun to your head, you gotta save one of them and the other's going to die : levi or hange? 😈

2. who's your fave metal band/artist of all times, and which type of metal do you enjoy most?

3. how do you handle hange's fate most days and does it vary? are you more Team Denial or have you accepted it because you think it's a fitting ending for their character, or anything in between?

yeah i'm curious and i can't sleep either hehehe

Krikkit 🙂

Thanks for asking ! Sorry to reply so late, but I finally fell asleep earlier than expected 😴

*****

1/ I should have known you would ask a tricky question like this, you evil moot lmao !!

[speaking of canon characters here] According to my preferences -even if I almost love both of them equally by now- you could fairly expect me to choose Levi, but I would save Hange ! [Disclaimer : me not saying Levi's life is not valuable, don't misinterpret my words, people, please & thank you]

Besides Hange's fighting skills, their brains still have so much to offer to Humanity after war, in terms of progress, knowledge, improvement, technology, based on their scientific experimentation & enthusiastic curiosity. Their kindness & heartwarming sunshine personality would spread positivity & comfort around them as well, helping those close to them cope with their griefs & heal their emotional wounds. [But this would be so cruel, as I imagine they would mourn Levi for years & -secretly- hate me so much for choosing them over him 😭😭😭]

2/ My musical tastes are basically goth (mainly old school lmao) & metal since I was 12 yo. As far as metal is concerned, I used to listen to Rammstein & Marilyn Manson A .F*CKING .LOT !!

But as I grow older, my interest focuses on Black Metal, especially Satyricon [Dark Medieval Times & Nemesis Divina are my all times fav BM albums] & I recently experienced musical epiphany thanks to @stellar-smth 's advice : I literally fell in love with the Swiss band BORGNE omg I love their music so much !! If someone is interested, I can send the link to my Spotify playlist 🤘

3/ Oh my, this one pierces right through my kokoro 💔 I DON'T handle their fate AT ALL, I can't ! The more we get close to March 3rd, the more I get depressed. After reading chapter 132, I cried for 2 full hours at least, I couldn't stop, even after re-realizing they were a fictional character. So when I'll watch the animated scene...

I'd say I'm somewhere in between. The way Hange sacrifices themself of their own free will to save their comrades - & thus humanity- totally fits the character imo. It's no surprise they follow their convictions & beliefs until the very end. Once again, I'll say they are the real hero of the story as they SAVE EVERYBODY ELSE'S ASS for f*ck's sake !!!

On the other hand, I wish they could survive the Rumbling & live a peaceful life with Levi 💚💜😢 So I'm more than often Team Denial & read so so much fics where they're both alive & happy together, I also focus on what happened during the 4 years time lapse in the story [mainly Levihan working together, lovingly taking care of their growing brats together, increasing their bond/love just being together all the time & so on & so forth, Levihan living rent free in my mind 24/7 tbh] Also : Hange is the most underrated character in snk, even more than Levi, & we need a f*cking back story for them please I'm on my knees begging you Isayama 🛐

*****

I hope you finally fell asleep, I don't know how you can survive your long shifts !!

Thanks for passing by, always a pleasure to see Krikkit in my notifs ❤️

Mwah kith 😘

*****

BONUS : RANDOM SHIT

The two dorks Valentine's Day gifts they found for each other [just to cheer up the mood]

Since I'm also a dork, here's a Levihan kiss 💚💜

#val has mail 💌 #random asks ❓ #lovely moots 💕 #krikkit 🔥 #this is krikkit 🔥 #aot spoilers #snk spoilers #attack on titan spoilers #hange zoe #levihan

[darcyfangirlsfrequently]

Kiss Cam - a Garvez story

A re-written version of today's WFILIO chapter for the canon universe, per the request of @snailsandpuppy-dogtails

Summary: The team goes to a hockey game, and they forgot about one crucial tradititon

Word count: 978

Can also be read here on Ao3

Rossi had purchased tickets for the entire team to go see a hockey game together one Friday night. They weren't all massive fans of the sport, but they enjoyed it well enough, plus, they enjoyed spending time together the eight of them outside of work. 

The game was set to start in half an hour, so first: snacks. 

"Damn you, Luke Alvez," Penelope said teasingly. "You got the last soft pretzel."

"Uh, yeah, for you," he replied, holding it out for her. 

Penelope was taken aback. "W-what?"

"Yeah, I don't like soft pretzels, and I know they're your favorite, so I thought I'd get it for you. Besides, I got popcorn for myself."

"I could have bought the pretzel myself," she pointed it out.

"True, but maybe I wanted to treat you. Besides, I know you'd much rather spend your money on the Starbucks downstairs to get one of your fancy hot chocolates."

Her eyes went wide. "There's a Starbucks downstairs?"

"Yeah." He extended an arm to her. "Want me to show you the way?"

She looped her arm through his. "Please." She looked back at their friends. "We'll be right back."

JJ looked like she was going to explode. "If those two don't get their heads out of their asses soon I am going to shove their faces together and make them kiss."

Reid rubbed comforting circles on his friend's back. "Breathe, JJ, breathe. It'll happen."

"It fucking better."

"I'm with you, Jayje," Emily told her. "They're driving me batshit crazy."

***

By the time they all made their way to their seats, they found Luke and Penelope were already there and seated next to each other, deep in conversation about something and seemingly oblivious to their approaching friends. "Eight empty seats and they sat together," Matt said. "And they expect us to believe they aren't stupid for each other."

"How much do you want to bet they'll say they only did it because they 'didn't want to block anyone else from getting in?'" Rossi asked.

"I believe it," Reid whispered back.

Tara looked at Emily. "They have to be close to getting together, right?"

"I fucking hope so."

No one had any idea how close they were indeed.

***

Partway through the game, the Kiss Cam came on. They'd all forgotten about that. Tara pulled Emily close and kissed her.

"The camera wasn't even on us!" Emily exclaimed. 

"I know," Tara replied smugly.

"Dork."

"I know."

Then the camera landed on Luke and Penelope. She went bright red as their friends started cheering for them, and Luke began stammering. "You don't have to kiss me, I understand, it's totally cool if–"

"Oh my god, Newbie, just shut up." Then she grabbed his face and kissed him, full on the mouth. Luke placed his hand on hers that was resting on his face and absolutely melted. When she pulled away, he had the most dazed and love-struck expression on his face any of them had ever seen. They all knew it wouldn't– couldn't –be too much longer before they were finally a couple.

***

After the game was over, Luke pulled Penelope into an empty hallway, hoping the sounds of the crowd leaving would block their teammates from hearing the conversation they were about to have. "Hey, I hope you didn't feel pressured or anything back there," he told her. "You really didn't need to kiss me if you didn't want to."

"Oh, I know," she replied.

Luke smirked. "So… you're saying you wanted to kiss me?"

Penelope flushed bright red. He wasn't wrong, by any stretch, but that wasn't exactly what she had meant. All she meant was that she was under no obligation to kiss him. "No…"

"Mhmm."

"Seriously, get over yourself," Penelope replied playfully, hoping to squash any remaining awkwardness. "That kiss was nothing."

"Well… if that's really how you feel, then fine, but it didn't feel like nothing to me. And for what's worth… I liked it. And I really like you."

Penelope stammered in shock. "You do?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Oh. I, um, I really like you too."

"So… could I maybe take you out to dinner sometime?"

"Um, yeah. You may."

"And… could I potentially kiss you again? For real, this time?"

Breathless already, she nodded, and he wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her close. He stroked her cheek lightly with his other hand, then lowered his lips to hers and kissed her softly and genuinely.

It was like fireworks. Her whole body felt like it was vibrating.

Wait a second, it was. Both Luke and Penelope pulled away from the kiss in confusion at the rapid vibrating of their phones.

They saw a series of text messages in the team group chat, starting with an image from JJ of the two of them wrapped around each other with the caption:   It finally fucking happened!!! 

Tara: HELL yes

Rossi: Well it's about damn time!

Emily: Heads have been successfully removed from asses, I repeat, heads have been successfully removed from asses!

JJ: Shit. Their phones were on vibrate. Gotta run.

Matt: Ha! Nice knowing you, JJ 😂

Luke and Penelope's heads snapped up just in time to see a flash of blonde hair running away. They took off after her.

"Jennifer Jareau!" Penelope shrieked.

"I'm sorry!" JJ called back.

"No you're not!" Luke shouted up at her. He was correct. She was not sorry in the slightest.

***

Later that night, after about half an hour of squealing into her pillow, Penelope texted Luke.

Penelope: So… you wanted to take me to dinner?

Luke: I know I said dinner, but how about lunch? Tomorrow, maybe? If you don't have any plans.

Penelope: Sounds perfect. Can't wait ☺️

Luke: Me neither ❤️

That night, in different parts of the city, two people fell asleep with the most giddy of lovesick grins plastered to their faces.

#garvez #Garvez fanfiction #Luke Alvez #Penelope Garcia #Temily #Tara Lewis #Emily Prentiss #Jennifer Jareau #David Rossi #Spencer Reid #Matt Simmons #Criminal Minds

[doevademe]

Oh no pleeeaaase you can't possibly let us on a cliffhanger! What happened next?! Did he get back his memories?

[1 2]

The second kiss didn't change anything.

Nico had been "dating" his forgotten husband for about four days when it happened.

He had felt... fond, of the man after they had gone grocery shopping, and decided to try a quick peck on the lips.

He didn't feel any different, and Percy had been down for the rest of the day.

Now Nico was just thinking. What did it mean to be in love? Or to have a love returned? Did he need to feel things as intensely as Percy did for the seal to be broken? If so, it would take months if not years to reach that point.

He would reach it eventually, because Nico found out that Percy Jackson was stupidly easy to love.

But it would still be a bummer for both of them that i would take so long.

"Good night, Nico," Percy said after they had finished the show they were watching that night.

"Wait," he said suddenly. "Why don't you take the big bed today? You have to work an extra shift tomorrow, right?"

Percy smiled and shook his head.

"We bought it so you could sleep better," he reasoned. "The guest room bed is fine for me, but you would be tossing and turning all night."

"Right..." Nico said. He hesitated for a second before deciding to bite the bullet. "But what if... we both slept in the main bedroom?"

Percy's eyes widened. Nico felt his face grow hotter.

"I-it's a King Size bed, you know? I don't take that much space and... you can't fool me." Nico touched the bags under his eyes, barely noticeable. "You aren't sleeping that well either."

"That has nothing to do with the bed," Percy said in a low voice, his eyes still as sad as the first day.

Nico felt his chest hurt. He took Percy's hand and started pulling him towards the bedroom.

"I like you, Percy... and I trust you," he said honestly. "It may not be love yet, but... I don't mind sharing a bed with you. I'd actually prefer it if you were there tonight."

Percy raised an eyebrow and smirked, the sadness in his eyes dimming.

"Oh, do you?" He said in a suggestive voice, wiggling his eyebrows and everything. Nico laughed.

"Yeah, you're cute enough," he said nonchalantly. "I wouldn't kick you out of bed, literally."

Percy chuckled.

"I feel so loved right now," he said. Nico smiled.

So did he.

----

Nico woke up early to find that, somehow through the night, he had ended up cuddling with Percy.

He looked closely at his husband's sleeping face and marveled at how peaceful he looked.

If only that sadness didn't come back once he awoke.

He untangled himself carrefully (not that he needed to, the Son of Poseidon slept like a log) and went to the kitchen, wanting to have breakfast ready before Percy had to go to work.

He decided on some eggs in purgatory. He had been looking up how to make them a few months back, after all.

(Why had he done so? The reason escaped him at that moment.)

Just as he was ready to plate up, he felt a pair of arms snaking around him.

"Smells good," Percy mumbled. Nico turned back and smiled.

"Let me go before I burn it, then, you dork," he said affectionaltely.

"Oh, the food smells fantastic," Percy said. "But I was talking about you, Ni."

Nico rolled his eyes and moved a bit, managing to cut up the eggs and plate them. Percy cheered. He moved with his arms still around him until he forcefully sat him down at the table.

Percy responded by kissing him before he managed to get away.

"Real mature, Percy!" Nico said as he sat down. Percy shrugged and started eating. "You know, I've been thinking..."

"Yeah?" Percy asked, mouth full of egg and tomatos.

"What if I don't get better?" Nico asked. "What if I never come to love you like you love me? And what even is 'Love Returned'? How do you define that, really?"

Percy winced.

"Ugh, it's too early for you to show off your Philosophy Minor, Love," he said. "Things will be fine."

Nico huffed.

"Well, at least I use it, when was the last time you used anything from that ceramics class you took in community college, huh?" Percy's eyes widened as he stared at him. Nico smirked in victory. "That's what I thought!"

"Nico, I never told you I took a ceramics class... or that I went to community college," he said in wonder.

"Why would you need to tell me? I was... there..." Nico's eyes widened too. He stayed quiet, thinking of what to say, but he was so shocked he just said what came to mind first. "Do you like your breakfast? I learned it for you."

Well, to be fair, when he took on the seal, he hadn't realized he had forgotten Percy. Just as he hadn't realized he now remembered everything from Westover to now.

Percy grinned. Finally there was no more sadness in his eyes.

"It's delicious," Percy said.

The curse would break from a kiss of a 'Love Returned', and Nico hadn't really 'returned' anything until last night. He had just been enjoying Percy's affections, but not giving anything back.

Until he offered him a bed, and made breakfast for him that morning.

He had never stopped loving Percy, not really, he just wasn't returning that love properly.

"Do you... remember everything?" He asked hesitantly. Nico pretended to think it over.

"You know, I'm not sure," he said teasingly. "I may need a deeper kiss to make sure everything's in order."

Percy grinned and moved his chair to its proper place, right beside Nico's.

Their kiss was needy and long, leaving them both out of breath.

"I can call in sick," Percy murmured, brushing their lips together with every word. "You know, just to make sure."

Nico pulled away and raised his eyebrow.

"You already skipped work all week," Nico said. "You love your job, and you'll keep it even if I had to drag you there myself."

Percy sighed, but the smile didn't leave his face.

"Welcome back, Nico."

"What are you talking about?" He asked. "I never really left."

#Percico #my writing #and this is the end #it was so much fun #but I'm happy ending it here #writing prompt #ask #anonymous

[madness-in-the-flesh]

Well now that I've seen that MAG/Go3lm post, it has invoked my affection for Go3lms. Go3lms are just neat and adorable. They talk so politely and whenever they make a remark I just want to give them headpats. -insert headpat meme with regular Go3lm-

While this has been just been me talking about Go3lms, I do have a request in mind. Would you be alright with doing something for the tower guards? They may be annoying to fight, but I respect the dedication to their medival gimmick. God they're such dorks, love these lads. (I really enjoyed the stories with the rowdy duo, Church and Jorge, and the ever passionate burger mascot, Gil. Just wanted to see if I could get some spotlight on some other Go3lms.) You're free to choose which guard to do, to just generalize how they'd all act, or however you'd like to go about it.

So here's a scenario, the reader works for Nexus Core as one of its many combatitive units. They interact with the tower guard now and then due to their patrol routes occasionally intersection. However, they notice it happening more often, bumping into eachother despite being stationed on different floors or in sections that they are quite sure aren't important enough to warrant the attention of the tower guard.

hjfbsdsedf I have to agree with you. They're all just. Funky and i love me some funky big guys +) Also head pats. They deserve ALLL OF THEM!!!

Oh shit! I never actually thought I'd be writing for these guys. but yeah, I'm happy too!! Wouldn't be surprised if they all played d&d together either... ( fuheyusf thank you!!! means a lot to hearrr <3 <3 ) Also hope it's cool but decided to go with the whole idea they are your fan club and went " we like this one. " and now you're being followed by them.

Beautiful scenario tho anon. I adore it. I'm gonna have LOTS of fun with this >+))) !!!!!! But genuinely this is super creative and cool??? You've got a big brain anon !!! <3 <3

I also can't tell if this is longer than my usual writing but it feels like it. nuihu

Tower Guards - The Point where it went wrong

Trigger Warnings - Manipulation, Intimidation, Abduction, Murder, Gore, Violence, Injury, Character death ( oc ), possible reader death. kinda.

Note - This one has the inclusion of two ocs of mine as your co-workers, Just kinda for the plot to feel more solid. Just really place holders but I promise both of them have a lot more depth than discussed in this story here lmao.

Many people in your situation would be asking " How did it get to this point ?" and frankly, not even you knew the answer. Maybe you could at least pin point the beginning. Something simple and from then on, they'd stuck with you. It had been a joke: Nothing too serious. You thought the way they talked, resembling that of the medieval ages, was kinda funny. Most were intimidated by them, sure they were skilled but you didn't seem to process that fear. You should have been terrified, And with what has happening now: You are.

" I think I'd make a great tower guard " you joked, puffing out your chest as the other shook their head, clearly unamused by your antics.

" Please don't do anything stupid around those G0l3ms. They will not hesitate to crush you " Theseus spoke, Rubbing the temple in irritation. The two of you were similar in some ways while opposite in others. While Theseus took a more serious approach. He just wanted to get the job done and head home. Most would have sighted this as a horrid combination seeing as you were light hearted. Possibly as juvenile as it gets which caused them immense stress but you two had gone back for years now. It was just... natural. Your shenanigans were unmatched while they balanced you out with their serious tone. To finish it off, Here you both were, working under the same branch in the science tower.

" By my troth, I shall try " You hummed out, elbowing your co-worker as you motioned a hand over your heart. A promise that now come to accidentally break. It caused them to groan but oddly enough, this caught the attention of the black guard, turning and staring back. The two of you jolted as the voice boomed through the room.

" Honourable! What is your name small one? " The blue guard questioned, hunching down to meet your size more. Cracking your head up, you blinked. Taken aback by the fact your simple choice of words had gotten you this much attention, face heating up at the newfound attention.

" Um... I'm (Y/n) " You spoke, rubbing the back of your neck as he let out a cheery laugh. Perhaps he was amused by your antics as much as you were.

" (Y/n)... I shall remember it well. " He hummed your name before letting the two of you go on your way. Youi hadn't paid too much attention to it, instead just snickering about it. While Theseus' eyes hadn't left the figure of the blackguard. It puzzled you, Making you raise a brow.

" You good? " You asked, genuinely concerned but he was clearly pondering his next set of words, choosing them carefully. He turned to face you as he shrugged.

" Dunno. Just got a bad feeling about those things. " he responded as you headed back. From then on, that bad feeling in them would grow and grow for him and no matter how much he protested, You didn't take him seriously. Even so, You never really took it seriously, sighting Theseus as just plain paranoid or just his usual overreacting. There was no away these G0l3m's would dream of harming some of the important Nexus scientists such as yourselves. right? You'd hoped that much. Maybe it was to cover your own tracks, trying to calm your friend down because if you weren't scared, perhaps he wouldn't be either. Perchance, if you had listened to him, things wouldn't have turned so sour.

From then on the guards would pop up at different intervals. It started out small, Just simple route changes you hadn't really payed attention towards since, like everyone else here, you had a job to do. It started happening more frequently though, Guards would stop by your station and ask how you were doing, simple things that... were nice to hear honestly but maybe not during working hours. After all, if you were caught, who knows what punishment you'd face. You weren't sure what to do about them either but soon chalked it up to them seemingly wanting to become acquainted with you after expressing interest, probably.

Some notable incidents were when a red guard had accidentally tripped and crushed what you were working on. You almost had a fit, Months of work down the drain but part of you didn't want to cause a scene with the large guard. You just laughed if off. It meant staying over hours. Apparently the guard had felt so bad, he started to hang around you during those hours on his rounds. Always stopping to check in on your which you found sweet. You were actually happy to have some new dedicated friends, even if it meant Theseus was less than thrilled. One comment made by him was " They planned that shit so you could be around more? " You had just chalked it up to them being clumsy but he still refused: Sighting it strange that the guards, who were already extremely agile, would make such a clumsy mistake. It didn't matter if it was on purpose or not though, You still had to come in to catch up more.

Another involved a yellow guard. You hadn't even properly picked up on it happening until another co-worker, Achilleas had told you. Apparently someone was talking about you behind your back about the red guard. How you had technically put the project on hold until it could be all redone: The guard that overheard this was NOT happy and apparently killed the. However the real reason was according to the report that was handed out to you and your co-workers: He was a spy. Planning on sharing information with others and leaking what you were doing to the public and with that, The yellow guard had taken him out. Theseus remained ambient it was a cover-up, With what you know now. He was most likely right. On the other hand, Achilleas was just glad he was gone: apparently he was a right asshole around the work place. Not that you knew the guy personally.

The worst out of them was meeting the Blackguard. He had an air of authority, more so than the others and he definitely didn't like your friends. You only ever saw it once though, He was so happy with you. As many of the guards were, polite, caring and a good time. A rare combination in Nevada but you were pleasantly surprised to find it home in the leader of the tower guard. Shame it didn't stay that way. He would hardly say anything when your companions were around. The three of you would talk, just minding your own business and he'd show up. Towering over all three of you in size and you knew it intimidated them, no matter how many times you tried to reassure them that it was fine. he'd be so pleasant with you, but when either Achilleas and Theseus tried to talk with him, The tone felt forced... You thought it was nerves maybe. That he wanted to perhaps get in with your little trio and didn't know the way about it. On the other hand. You knew the truth now. Although maybe it was obvious from the start as sometimes he'd drag you away to get you to talk to him alone until the alarm for your break being over sounded off. It soon developed into not just the blackguard doing so, but any guard that saw you chatting with the three in the breakroom. Sometimes they'd then be there, waiting for you. occasionally they'd escort you there and keep you away from the two but again: Maybe they were just shy. Neither of your friends liked this but Achilleas wasn't as bothered, going along with what you said because he trusted you - If you said they were harmless, then they were to him.

The last vague incident you could recall was noted with a blue guard. The same who you had encountered. He insisted that he escort you back to your office while you were on break. Previously, You were talking in the break room with some of your two closest work friends: Theseus and Achilleas. The three of you were talking about how your own individual lives outside your job were going, which relatively uninteresting apart from Achilleas story about a particularly amusing mattress salesmen. Just casual conversations. Only for the guard to stalk up behind the three of you. At first, you payed no mind to it. Only giving them a small wave before you heard the alarm, signalling breaktime was over and began to head back to your designated areas.

" I am here to escort you back to your workplace! " he spoke, filled with pride as the other two stared at the guard then each other. Achilleas looked slightly confused while Theseus' face was riddled with concern.

" Oh yeah sure. See you guys after work? " You replied before turning to the other two. They both nodded before beginning to head away. Theseus kept looking back: Clearly concerned for you but again. He's just a paranoid little man, or so now you wished it had just been his paranoia. You and the guard walked back, heading to the elevator. It was a journey filled with small talk. Nothing too special outside the usual talk you had with the respective guards. A question made you pause though.

" What are those two to you? Are they... Your protectors? " he prompted, tilting his head lightly. This made you laugh lightly, Deciding to play along with that you used to think was just some sort of medieval humour thing.

" Nahhhh. Theseus is like my champion. Achilleas is just one of those...uh, what you call it " You paused to think, looking away as you gathered your thoughts. Turning back when you remembered

" He's like my leech collector. Slimy little fuck sits there and collects them for me " you mused, snickering lightly at the small joke you had made. You wanted to keep up with them, humour and have fun with the whole medieval aesthetic but now. You wished you hadn't. The blue guard let out a small ' ahh ' in acknowledgement before going deadly silent. This... was new. While you were used to small talk, complete silence was unfamiliar.

You couldn't think about it long though as the elevator stopped and you got to your floor. Heading out the blue guard waved goodbye, saying something about a meeting he needed to attend. You brushed it off and just got back to work as usual and for a while. Things were normal besides the guards patrolling around your area getting more and more frequent but you weren't in charge of them. So it was none of your business

Then it came down to the day it all went wrong. Remembering the day in the breakroom once again, gathered with your usual buddies and talking about whatever came to mind at the current moment. Soon it trailed into the tower guards and the usual insistence with Theseus began. You were pretty much tired of it at this point, day in day out: Insisting they were no good. You'd become quite friendly with them so... You saw no problem with them.

" Oh shut up. " You huffed, taking a sip of your drink of choice. Not an office favourite, but it was yours. Theseus seemed to sigh, shaking his head.

" I'm serious, (Y/n). Somethings fucking up with them. They're following you around like a pack of lost puppies " He spoke up, causing Achilleas to gawk. Not at anything in particular. Theseus' eyes followed his, only for him to freeze up: Staring at whatever was behind you. The stare didn't stop, even as you took a quick look behind you, although the shadow that loomed over the three of you should have been very telling. You brushed it off, already accustomed to it only to double turn when you realized it was one of the G0l3m's that Theseus had been complaining about to your group mere moments ago.

This would not end well.

Something about the way the Blackguard loomed spoke volumes. The silence that spread through your group only made the air thicker. he G0l3m stared at your friend, Presumably if looks could kill: He'd be nothing but paste between his fingers.

" I challenge you, For (y/n)'s hand. " The Blackguard spoke up, The cold tone in their voice showed he was extremely serious with every single drop of venom spilling out of the sentence. Theseus stared in horror, just preparing to back up and out of the break room. Clearly intimidated by the larger thing. You didn't blame him because for the first time, The fear Theseus had felt: Infected you. The understanding of your friend's apprehension, made everything spin. Vomit threatened to rise out from your lips still you caught yourself, Swallowing it with your anxiety.

"I'm um. Busy " Theseus called, quickly darting out the room: Leaving the breakroom. It left both you and Achilleas staring up at the G0l3m who only turned to your other friend.

" Coward. What about thou? " You and Achilleas made eye contact, holding it for a moment before he turned to the now empty cup, holding the silence again while spinning his head to gawk at the large figure behind you.

" With all do respect, No thanks chief. " and he began rushing out of there: Not failing to toss his cup into the sink with a clash. Before leaving: A quick ' I'm so sorry ' was mouthed at you and your co-worker vanished beyond the same door as Theseus. The tension rose further, Making you laugh nervously. You had no idea how you were supposed to react, Staring up at the guard made you feel small. A lot smaller than every other time you had encountered the guard previously. The tension made everything just feel generally bigger. While it wasn't outright panic, the anxiety was lingering. He must be... messing around. After all how could someone you considered a friend, along with the other guards who had been nothing short of pleasant, hurt other people you considered friends.

I mean: You hated a few of your co workers but you wouldn't resort to cutting their lives short. You.... weren't like that. While you wanted to believe they wouldn't do the same, The way he looked down at you; No visible emotion, reminded you just what they were made to be. Killing machines that would slaughter anyone who not only defied Phobos, but got caught in places they shouldn't. You nervously played with your cup, looking away from him but you could still feel those eyes burning into the top of your head.

You had been saved by the alarm, signalling that your break was over and you once again laughed nervously. You tried to speak but the words were caught in your throat, Silently opening your mouth for nothing to come out. While you didn't want to believe you were scared, You were shaking now. The liquid in your cup jittering along with you and there was nothing you could do about it. Uncomfortably shifting as you decided instead to just wave: Almost dropping your cup in the process.

He came with you, practically talking to himself as you tried your best to respond but you just felt sick. You weren't sure where to pin point why but you couldn't shake the ever growing feeling that something bad would happen. Like a six sense. Maybe it was because you knew the guards so well, that they wouldn't stand for what Theseus was telling you. He disappeared once you got back to your work space. You remember placing the cup on the desk, no longer interested in it's contents. You weren't thirsty anymore. You thought that would have been the end of it. The strangest thing that happened that day and at this point - You were considering resigning. That look he gave Theseus unsettled you and now you felt like you were catching onto what he meant.

Hours passed, Up until it was the end of you shift. Excited to head home as you and Theseus had promised to spend the evening together watching the latest slaughter time re-run. Both you and he had agreed that the newer episodes lacked that little bit of pizazz the older ones had. So you waited outside for a while. 5 minutes turned into 10 minutes, which soon became half an hour and you were now suspicious. Theseus was never one to not let you know he'd be late. He just wasn't like that. If anything he had to be on time since he acted like being late was enough to get you executed. then again, Maybe you would since you were working for the Director. Wandering the halls once more to his office, Passing every clearance badge scan up until you walked into his small office. You weren't ready for what you saw. You don't think any amount of preparation would have though. For all the horrors you had seen in your time here: This one truly broke your heart.

Your friend Theseus had been alive earlier. You and Achilleas had been in the breakroom only a couple hours ago, trying to push past the incident with the blackguard as much as possible while you worked - A ping of guilt as you briefly remembered that the last words you heard from him were in fear of the blackguard - You should have done something to stop it sooner. However, here his body remained. Soaked in his own plasma. His head was detached from his body, having rolled across the floor at your feet. A plethora of blood having shot upwards out his neck and across the pale white walls. The knees of the body had buckled a while ago, no longer having the brain to hold itself up.

There his killer stood over the body. Holding himself as if he hadn't just killed your best friend of many years. The large G0l3m turned, facing you and laughing. You hadn't realized the trio gathering behind you either.

" I have bested your champion in battle! Thou shall now join our order! " The Blackguard pointed towards you, Causing you to cower away. No. no no no, You turned to run but a group of them lined the hallway. Your heart skipped a beat as you met the faces of more tower guards.

You screamed and kicked as they picked you up, struggling in the larger ones grip. The red guard was relentless and didn't let you go. The Blackguard leading the rest, along with you. Down the hallways with eager strides. At first confused, what did they plan on doing with you? Locking you up in some dingy dungeon? Were you going to become some sort of glorified house pet? The thoughts made you shiver and fight against him all the more. You quickly picked up on their plan though, once you saw the familiar look of the magnification chambers to which you silently screamed in terror. They wouldn't...

" They have volunteered for the process " one spoke, holding you up almost like a cat would a kitten. You didn't stop kicking and yelling: Finally realizing the genuine danger you were in. You knew what entailed you if you were to enter it. You'd be kept in the place for days, possibly weeks. If your body couldn't handle it: You'd die. If you did, then you wouldn't be yourself. You'd only be a shell, Left to fill with whatever the scientists or environment deemed fit - They'd stitch your skin and stretch it over your flesh to make it adapt to your new size. You shook your head " no " hopping that one of your fellow scientists would understand. No empathy was spared as they nodded and gave the guard the go ahead.

You continued to struggle up until you were thrown into the corner, Slamming into the wall with a thud as you slid down. Your eyes already droopy from the ongoing pain in the back of your head. The last glance you got was that of the Blackguard. The same way he was positioned during your first meeting.

" Small one, good luck on your quest. If thou does not make it. We will honour your memory. "

And all light faded as the doors slammed shut. Your body began to subtly ache. It left you to go over the moments that had lead up to this as you tried to figure out, through tears, where did it all go wrong?

#yandere madness combat #madness combat #yandere madness combat x reader #madness combat x reader #tower guards #blackguard #blueguard #redguard #yellowguard #cw yandere #cw gore #cw murder #cw injury #cw violence #cw blade violence #cw intimidation #cw possible reader death

[trannydean]

for the oc alphabet soup? im such an enabler *rubs together my little hands like a raccoon* m as in mich

oh ho ho you've done it now /lh

Agent Michigan is my main RvB OC. My favorite OC I've ever created. My personal blorbo, my love and joy, the light of my life. I'd do anything for that stupid fucker, including bending around previous plots to make sure she stays alive (I've done that at least a few times).

Agent Michigan (mostly known as Mich) (real name Cascade Locke but only a handful of ppl know that) is the younger sibling of Agent York, her dumbfuck older brother who raised her to be just as much of a dumbfuck he is (affectionate but exasperated).

She's pansexual, demi-panromantic, and agender, and goes by she/her pronouns. Depending on which part of the timeline we're speaking of, she is 18 during year 1 of PFL, 25 at the beginning of s6/Reconstruction, 26 at the beginning of the Chorus trilogy, and 28 during s15.

Mich is 5'3, has mellow brown skin, hazel eyes, and usually bleached blonde hair cut short. She has had it in multiple styles over the years, but the norm is for her to have it in a short, masculine cut. A favorite she often falls back to is an undercut (similiar to lots of fcs of Wash portray).

In many ways, Mich is a lot like her older brother--laidback, friendly, a lock-picker (of course), an avid coffee drinker. She's also impulsive, expressive, an overthinker, and perceptive. She argues a lot with her brother and companions, she can be quite competitive under certain circumstances, and she's not the best listener.

When I said Mich was friendly, I really meant it. This poor little idiot had minimal friends for the first 15 years of her life, with the only person she knew and cared for that cared for her back was her older brother. When she was able to meet other people, starting with the Church cousins (Carolina and Simmons), she became immediately attached. These were new people who thought she was a good kid and hung around her bc they liked her. After meeting them and getting to know them, Mich decided that she would be close with them for forever and figured them to be some of the best people out there. (This partially makes up some of the angst I have for her.... Mich has lots of angst surrounding her and the ones she loves)

Carolina and York joining the military and Simmons being sent off to boarding school (supposedly) left Mich alone for the very first time. Spoiler alert: she didn't like it! So, on her 18th birthday, she enlisted into the military, and soon after was deployed. She was assigned a training base affiliated with Project Freelancer, and after months of hard work and no small amount of blackmailing and forgery, Mich was able to join the project her brother and "sister" were a part of.

Lots of things happened after that! Mich made the first best friend she'd ever had. She made enemies she never wanted and a one-sided rivalry over someone's ridiculous moustache and accent (give you one guess who). Oh, and she fell in love, too. Despite being a self-declared "amazing flirt", Mich is a TOTAL dork and has a hard time expressing true feelings about many things.

Then lots of other things happened! People died, people were lost, people were killing. Young Mich wasn't the biggest fan??? She also hated the Director, even before Freelancer, but even after getting the opportunity to leave, she stuck around. She stuck around for her brother, and for Carolina, and for her new friends. She wasn't about to leave them.

And, you guessed it, more things happened! More people died, ships crashed, and just like that, Mich and her brother are wanted fugitives being portrayed as intergalactic criminals! They decide first to go find Simmons, but when they get to their home planet, they find it surrounded by Coveneant ships. Did I mention they're from Reach and they returned in 2552 to find it glassed? Well, now I did.

They eventually find Simmons on a faraway planet that civilians were brought to, and they convinced him to join their "criminalistic bandwagon", as Mich fondly put it. Chaos ensued. Simmons was given his first set of armor after they raided a PFL base. They painted it maroon, with steel as his secondary color and aqua as detail, in honor of Carolina, who was very much missed by everyone there, by the way.

Mich, York, Simmons, and the AI Delta and Tau stay on the run for over four years before they run into major trouble. Their pelican is a piece of shit, the UNSC is on their butts, and it's looking like they're gonna get caught. So what does York, as acting leader, do? He shoves his younger counterparts into an escape pod and sends it off while he tries escaping on his own. Not the greatest plan ever? But this is York. He's not the greatest planner.

Mich and Simmons' escape pod lands in a dry desert canyon occupied by two certain color-coded armies who are apparently at war with each other, but don't really act like it. This is, of course, Blood Gulch, and they soon come to realize they had landed in a simulation base owned by PFL, and therefore, the Director.

Awesome! Great! Best situation ever! Is TOTALLY what the two thought (they didn't) (they were scared for their lives, until they realized their problem wasn't with PFL atm, it was with what Sarge would do if Mich looked at him wrong). They soon realize these two armies aren't the most competent of soldiers and decide to try fixing their radio to hopefully get in contact with York. They needed him to get them out of there.

Before it could be fixed, however, transfer orders come in! And Mich and Simmons soon find themselves on the pelican taking Grif to Rat's Nest, where they reside at for the next 14 months until Mich's former best friend returns, seemingly a completely different person....

#aloe answers #aloe's ocs #oc alphabet questions #agent michigan #rvb oc #ayeee i love talking about my favorite idiot #i'd add more but idk how far you're into rvb maddie #so i didn't want to add in TOO many spoilers #hopefully i didn't spoil anything?? #i hope i didn't #pls this is fun guys send me more of these

[thedorklegacy]

The Dork Legacy 1.3 part 5

I'd like to point out the numerous things wrong with this picture.

1. She has a fear of Drizzt dying. Can't kids not die?

2. She has a fear of some random kid dying. Who the hell is this kid?

3. WHY IS IT SNOWING. IT'S SUMMER.

Willoughby: I love you Daddy!

Caedmon: Suck up.

Willoughby: What?

Caedmon: I said I love you, too.

Go Drizzt! This actually happened by accident. It's just that playing chess is all he does. Seriously.

Like mother, like son.

Also, Drow like to splash in puddles in their pink bear foot pajamas.

Fishing party!

Drizzt: The fish I caught was huge!

Willough and Ein: (in unison) No, it wasn't.

That was awfully nice of them to say. He hadn't even caught ANYTHING yet.

That's it, young lady. I'm changing your name to Winoughby.

"But I don't want a boot."

...Oh, Caedmon.

"It is mathematically unlikely that we would both fish up a boot at the same time."

"And I told my baby I loved her...loved her more than a Ferengi loves his money..."

So Tara was busy calling EVERYONE she knew (which is like 18 people >.>), trying for her LTW, when the following happened:

What a bitch! YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A JOB.

In case you were wondering whether Willoughby is still painting constantly. She doesn't even change out of her jammies. Why did I buy them all dressers? I ask you!

"I wanna be fat, just like daddy!"

Yeah, fat again. >.<

"I so tired. wut u do when tired?"

If only you had a bed.

And we'll end this update with a picture full of puddles. Riveting.

Originally posted at katu_sims.

#the dork legacy #gen1

[lupinlongbottom]

To say that we were robbed of this line in the film would be an understatement no I’m not bitter

#harry potter #george weasley #fred weasley #weasley twins #fred and george #pissed that this scene wasn't in the movie..... like all things hp #my art #not writing #i love these dorks if ANYTHING were to happen to them I'd-- oh... #listen i know that this line is technically as the train is pulling away but.... no #this is how I wanted to draw it lol #also I think I've found a coloring style that I'm happy with!! #v cartoony and basic I dig it #ALSO LOOK AT THAT BG I TRIED MY DUDES I REALLY DID

[pluckyredhead]

Jason Todd for the character meme?

First impression

"Jason Todd has been dead forever and is never coming back, but that whole stealing-tires-off-the-Batmobile thing is pretty funny. I bet I'd like him if I ever really dug into the character! Too bad he's dead forever!"

(No but seriously. It used to be a truism in comics that the only people who stayed dead were Jason Todd and Bucky Barnes. This was a common saying.)

Impression now

Yeah, he's okay.

Lol obviously I'm obsessed with him. I enjoy that he's both a badass and a dork, and I am forever weak for orphans with daddy issues, but I think my favorite thing about Jason is that he's a Bat who wears his emotions on his sleeve. He's weaponized his pain, not by turning inward the way most of them do, but by shoving the world's face in it the way you do with a dog that made a mess, and I think that's very sexy of him.

Favorite moment

Idea for a story

Hahahahahaha. Don't look at my WIP list, please. I started a new one tonight, help.

Unpopular opinion

Y'all, I am so tired of Jason Takes (TM). He should kill, he shouldn't kill, he should be part of the Batfamily, he shouldn't be part of the Batfamily, yes guns no guns I AM TIRED. DC has definitely put out some bad comics with Jason and there are definitely aspects of recent storylines like "Cheer" where I was like "Oh Chip no, that's wrong," but I feel like every panel that comes out with Jason unleashes so much anger here on tunglr dot com, and it gets really draining. God knows I've been very, very angry at comics many times so I for sure get it, but the sheer refusal to enjoy anything canon with Jason that isn't written by Judd Winick is a losing game.

(Also, speaking practically, DC is never going to sever Jason from the Batfam because it's not profitable. And honestly, no, I'm not interested in him roaming the wilds alone shooting criminals. We already have the Punisher.)

Favorite relationship

WHOMST COULD IT BE??? A MYSTERY. (Roy. It's Roy.)

I am shocked that I love this ship as much as I do because when the New 52 launched with them in a book together I was like "What? That's weird" and ignored it for a decade. But they were an unexpectedly perfect combination. They are not broken in the same ways, but they're broken in ways that could either lead to mutually assured destruction or perfect balance, and somehow they landed on the second.

Honestly, @irolltwenties said it all here so you should just go read that, but there are so many ways where their wounded parts just...click. Jason fears things being taken away from him so he clutches what he has; Roy's greatest fear is being discarded so he wants to be clutched. Roy has loved many people but he choses Jason, the Robin who is never the favorite; Jason has never been in love except with Roy, who has never thought himself special. Someone left a comment on my fic Love for Sale once to the tune of "Roy gives Jason acceptance, which Jason's never had, and Jason gives Roy care, which Roy's never had" and I'm still reeling from it. They just work.

Favorite headcanon

I know canonically Jason's had sex at least three times but I do not perceive it. Talia I will accept because I love bad ideas but Lobdell isn't valid so JayKori and Jaytemis didn't happen, sorry. I like both Kori and Artemis but...nope. (Yes, I recognize that Lobdell is also responsible for JayRoy. I contain multitudes. He's still not valid.)

#jason todd #red hood #meme

[tedturneriscrazy]

🎶Knock, Knock, Knockin' On Hooty's Door🎵

I wonder if anything will happen in this episode.🙂

(I say as if I didn't watch the episode twice before going to bed and writing this post)

I don't think I'll ever not be amused by the way Hooty just...does things with his face

Seems like he found a thesaurus at some point

Okay so it's canonically spelled "Hootsifer," good to know

Also, this is really all we get of Lilith, huh?

His little hoot/coo at Lilith's letter❤❤❤

To borrow a meme format: If I had a nickel for every time Alex Hirsch was involved in a show where one of the characters was experiencing pubescent voice cracks, I'd have two nickels, which isn't very much but it's weird that it happened twice

Eda's face🤣

As much as this bit is played for laughs, Eda's clearly still shaken by what happened last episode

Jeez, Luz, priorities /j

Pictured: Hooty

The way King talks about being pelleted implies this is something Hooty does on the regular

Hooty's plan to help King is literally a Buzzfeed quiz? Okay then

Betcha never expected lore from Hooty, eh?

"DO NOT INTERRUPT"

Officially a "type of worm"

The dance being a grievous insult wasn't exactly from nowhere, but still funny nonetheless

WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THE FUCKING COCCOON

Tiny Nose playing Switch definitely seems to be drawing from Dana's real life experiences

Wait, Hooty and Tiny Nose are friends?

Well shit, turns out she could use magic this whole time. Guess her going Super Saiyan wasn't just the power glyph.

I am extremely skeptical of your medical credentials, TN

I have so many questions about the methodology they used for the blood test(s)

I think Hooty may have misinterpreted what King was looking for

I'm still amazed at how King has had, and continues to have, moments in the show with some of the greatest emotional weight

Ooh, sound powers!

"IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A CRUMBLE!!!"

It just occurred to me that that segment consisted mostly of Alex Hirsch talking to himself

Hello not-at-all obvious setup

Today I learned that Hooty is the baker of the house. Maybe he'd critique Amity's fairy pie.

Aaaaand there's the sleep inducing

Oh shit

In hindsight the Owl Beast being part of a dream sequence is rather obvious

Wow, Eda, tell us how you really feel about the Owl Beast

Oh we're just gonna ride aboard the Trauma Express today, huh?

Oh, I guess Lilith did make an appearance, after all

Damn, Gwen, not even looking

Oh shit dad issues

Sandy Cohen?! (To anyone who gets that reference, hi. How are your 30s treating you?)

Well, I know who Peter Gallagher voices now, anyway

Oh dear...

(Also, bright flashing lights triggering the curse? There's an epilepsy allegory in here somwhere)

Blood and eye injury? Gotta stretch that Y7 rating

Now we have some context for that look on Eda's face when Lilith mentioned their dad: good old fashioned guilt!

I desparately want to make a "Dude, you're getting a Dell!" joke, but I'm better than that

New memory! Raine!

Oh no...

I get the feeling I'll hate this part, too

They were exes!😢 Guess the fandom called that one

The reasoning for them being exes is understandable, all too real, and goddamn heartbreaking

That said, the fact they never stopped loving each other🥺😢😭

I do hope we can see Raine again under less...traumatic circumstances. Maybe that wedding that was mentioned?

Oh shit, are we getting into the Owl Beast's memories?!?! What a tweest!

Bet nobody expected Cloaked Moonface to show up in the frickin Hooty episode

(Also, holy shit I briefly forgot this was the Hooty episode)

Who is this mysterious cloaked figure? And why are they so tall and long?

So the curse was a sealed beast this whole time. Damn.

And it was just picked up as beach junk to sell as a trinket. So much for it being connected to Belos. (Not that people will stop trying to do so)

Who had "experiencing sympathy for the Owl Beast" on their Bingo cards for this episode? Yeah, me neither.

And here we have the necessary Eda coming to terms with her curse segment. More accurately, Eda and the curse coming to terms with each other.

Goddamnit why does it have to be cute

"It's like sandpaper" IT'S LIKE A CAT I FUCKING CAN'T

Insert Steamed Hams reference here to kill the mood

New transformation!

Oh no she's hot!

No, Hooty, you made it surprisingly much, much better!

She might have a problem pushing people away and holding onto guilt, but Eda always knows that she looks damn good

Oh right, Luz having girl problems. Fuck, so much is happening in this episode!

"Cotton-candy-haired Goddess" LUZ! 🤣

Attuned to other people's emotions = being a fucking creeper

Oh Luz, what happened to you back home?

Also, 99.999% certain Amity would love your cheesiness

That's...rather morbid, Hooty

So much lore development, including the fact the Owl House has a basement

Classic inanimate object silhouette fakeout gag. Subversion in 3...2...1...

There it is!

I can't imagine being pelleted is a fun experience.

Honestly I have so many questions about how Hooty got Amity there in the first place, but I'm not so sure I actually want to know the answers to any of them...

Cue much panicking

Wow, I'm really getting some Into the Bunker flashbacks

Oh this is gonna be amazing isn't it

I commend Luz for not actually dropping dead of embarrassment

Seriously, how can Hooty set all this up so fast yet not hold a pen?!?!?!

Poor Luz, she thinks this is destroying her chances

Meanwhile Amity is just "Oh, Titan, is this actually happening?!"

The way she's fixing her hair!❤

Goddamnit Luz let this play out, she's so clearly into this!

"Again?!" Okay who do I have to kill?

Luz is luzing it

Nooooooo....

JUST TALK FOR FUCK'S SAKE (aka how like 95% of issues in literally any plot could be solved)

Noooo Amity's so heartbroken right now💔

This isn't what either of them wanted!

To be fair, Hooty, Luz had a part in this too. Not that she can be blamed entirely. Poor thing clearly had some awful experiences back home...

Now Hooty is McFucking losing it

Why did I think he was gonna say "Looks like I'm gonna have to JUMP!" I think I've watched too much Homestar Runner (jk there's no such thing)

Those pulsating organs are still gross

Eda swooping in to save her son (No, really, he actually is now)

I'll say things get weird when Hooty gets upset!

Yes, King! Save them with your voice powers!

Damn that is some romantic lighting, and Luz is enjoying the eye candy (cotton candy, if you will)

Luz's reaction to Harpy!Eda is the family-friendly summation of how the fandom has reacted.

Hooty really just tearing up the landscape in remorse

Mother-daughter moment about love life!

I appreciate not just Eda's encouragement but her actually asking Luz what she wanted

God, Eda is best mom

Also, OH FUCK IS THIS HAPPENING?!

OH SHIT

THESE ADORABLY AWKWARD NERDS❤💜💙

"I'm not as cool as you think" could be interpreted as self-deprecating, but here it seems...oddly reassuring?

The way Luz eloquently says how she wants Amity in her future...beautiful❤

Luz making some good faces

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

YOU CUTE DORKS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

THERE IT IS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

LOOK HOW HAPPY SHE IS

WE WERE LOSING OUR SHIT OVER A PECK ON THE CHEEK THREE WEEKS AGO AND NOW LOOK WHERE WE ARE HOLY FUCK

Awkwardness is still there, but that's to be expected

BET Y'ALL DIDN'T EXPECT THAT TRAILER SHOT TO BE IN THE HOOTY EPISODE HUH

THE WAY LUZ RUBS AMITY'S HAND😭😭😭😭😭

(And yeah, it's gonna still be scary, but only because it promises to be so wonderful)

Let's give it up for Hootsifer, goddamn!

Let'a also appreciate just how fucking funny it is that Lumity becomes official in the Hooty episode

Fus ro WEH!

Hooty actually saying "Luz's new GF" out loud...

In just about any other show the love interests getting together would be a climax/culmination of the entire plot. Here? It's actually used to advance the plot, and that is brilliant!

Dana Terrace and the crew really just knocking it out of the park again and again, huh

"They're adorable, and deserve all the happiness!" Well said, Hootsifer. Well said.

Probably for the best they had Hooty promise that. As much as what happened/progressed, there was a lot of property damage.

OH SHIT ONCE AGAIN

King's dad/relative! And he's voiced by Kevin Michael Richardson!

GODDAMNIT HOOTY

Wow. Just...wow. This episode.

King has voice powers! Harpy!Eda! Lumity are girlfriends for real!!!!

How do you pack so much into a single episode?! And so expertly?!

I had my suspicions before, but this confirms it: The Owl House is the greatest show of all time.

And we have two episodes left until the hiatus! And 11 episodes in the season after that! What are we in for?!?!?!

I, for one, can't wait to find out!

#the owl house #toh hooty #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #king clawthorne #lilith clawthorne #gwendolyn clawthorne #dell clawthorne #raine whispers #amity blight #lumity #toh s2 spoilers #the owl house s2 spoilers #the owl house season 2 spoilers #the owl house spoilers #toh spoilers

[simpfortetsu]

you’re not my muse

☾ you and tsukki had been together for quite a while now. you're an aspiring artist and your boyfriend seems to think that most of your artwork is based around him... how is he supposed to react when you tell him he's wrong

pairing(s): gn!reader x tsukishima kei warning(s): none. sulky tsukki for like two(2) seconds genre: fluff againnnn word count: 1301 note: this one's for you @out-of-my-way-extras !! again, the ending isn’t particularly my favorite, but its okayyyy. as always everyone please let me know what you think about this one:)

you were having a block again. that much tsukki could tell. he could tell by the way that you were just sitting there staring at the blank canvas and then picking up the coffee he had just made you, before setting the mug back down. you would do this before starting to run your fingers through your hair and massage your scalp. 'it helps to get the blood flowing in my brain' you told him when you started doing more and more art in his apartment. he had promptly rolled his eyes and told you that he was sure that wasn't how you would get ideas for the work that you were doing. but he massaged your head whenever you asked him to nonetheless.

after watching you for a few moments, he came up behind you and placed his hands on your shoulders. you instinctively leaned back into him, while place your hands down into your lap. you shifted your head to look up at him. "how can i help you good sir?" you inquired jokingly, a small smile making its way across your lips.

he rolled his eyes, a signature reaction that you had become accustomed to, but a smile played across his lips as well. "well, shortcake, i decided to come and help get the blood flowing, since you obviously can't seem to do it right," he teased you, while placing his hands on your head. you shifted back to where he could use his freaking huge hands to massage you. you sighed, still leaning into his touch, while racking your brain on what you should do.

you had a chance at a gala coming up and you wanted at least one of your newer pieces in it. your style was always changing after all.

as you sat there and tsukki continued to massage you, a comfortable silence engulfed you both. it was all a part of the process. this was the prime time for you to think about things that inspired you. whether it was literally something you just happened to glance at in the room. or if it was something you had read in the news. or even if it was something, or someone, in your life. that much tsukishima knew.

he also knew that you could only sit still and stay quiet for so long before you started to complain about how you couldn't think of what to do. "tsukki," you drew out his name in a groan, flopping forward, away from his hands. he shook his head, lowering himself to the ground so that he could sit beside you. instead of saying anything, he chopped the back of your head with his hand. though it did elicit another groan from you, you also sat up to shoot him a small glare. you definitely weren't going to be getting any work done bent over and complaining, that tsukishima knew as well.

"what the hell was that for?" you mumbled, rubbing the area he had just hit. it hadn't really hurt all that much, but you dramatized it in hopes of possibly making your boyfriend feel at least a little bad.

"don't you have a muse or something that you can turn to in times like this?" he questioned. though he tried his best not to seem too cocky about his prospected question, tsukki had a sneaking suspicion that he was exactly that. though you had never said anything about it, he had begun to notice patterns about your artwork ever since the two of you had gotten more serious. that is, when you started to do art in the spare bedroom of his apartment.

he thought he had been imagining at first, and maybe he still was, but there were things that started to stick out to him. like the way that objects around the apartment would end up somehow being reflected in your work. or how there were a lot more portraits of people that wore glasses since you two had been seeing each other. or even how your conversations, or things he was passionate about, had seemed to make their way into your art. it was a subtle thing, but tsukishima kei had always been observant.

you pondered the thought of having a muse. it had been something that many people asked you whenever you were very passionate about one of your pieces. newsflash, that was almost all of them. but having a muse was never something that really concerned you. if you were inspired then that was the end of it. because for you it was always different. you were always learning new ways to express yourself through your art and that was one of the things you loved the most about it.

"ya know. i don't really think so." your response was short, but it sounded as if you were questioning yourself.

"oh. i see." your boyfriend's response seemed off. when you looked away from your canvas, you saw that his usual smirk wasn't there. though it was replaced with his signature scowl, that was something that you rarely ever saw these days. you leaned over and poked his cheek to which he flinched away from you. "what the hell are you doing y/n?" he asked as you reached to do it to him again.

"well what's wrong with you kei?" you had only said that you didn't have a muse. you didn't understand why that would bother him so much.

that was until it dawned on you. when people typically said that they had muses, it was their significant other. or someone important to them. with that realization you broke into a fit of laughter.

"are you dying?" tsukki asked incredulously. one second you were trying to poke his face and the next you looked like you were having a seizure.

"you.. you want to be my muse don't you?" you gasped in between words, trying to catch your breath from you sudden outburst. the look on your boyfriend's face was priceless as he tried his best to hide the fact that he did, in fact, want to be your muse.

"so what if i do?"

"well then i'd tell you you're an idiot," you responded placing a kiss on his cheek. his eyes brows furrowed even further at that. "you know i take my inspiration from everywhere. especially the places where we're together you dork. so no you are not my muse. you, we, us. that's my inspiration.

"of course other things too. but those things don't really hold to the pieces that i've made with the inspiration of us, or you, or something to do with this apartment in mind." you finished your small spiel only to look to see that tsukki had a grin on his face.

"you're an idiot you know that?" he said to you with a laugh, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to him.

"now what do you mean?" you whined, your lips forming a small pout.

"you basically just said that i was your muse. or at least our relationship. that "inspiration" behind your art you're talking about. that's literally the definition of muse shortcake." tsukki's response was very to the point, and if not for the smug little smirk that sat upon his lips you would have hit him upside the head like he had done to you earlier.

but instead you only reached up to place a hand on the cheek of your boyfriend, tsukishima kei. your muse, as he so wanted to be called. his leaned into your touch, his lips hovering above yours. "i guess i'll have to change your name in my phone to 'my muse' then," you teased, your lips brushing against his.

he pressed his lips softly against yours before responding. "you better."

#tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #hq tsukki #tsukki x reader #gender neutral reader #tsukki x y/n #tsukki fluff #tsukki x you #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #menu items!

[moonlight-chi77]

This might sound kinda angsty so I hope you will do it only if you're comfortable! (ofc it doesn't have to be an angst, I'd love a plot twist! LOL) When you guys are dating but he insists on keeping it as a secret from the members and acts all flirty with other girls even when you're around... Reaction would be fine but... Is it too specific? Stupid? Annoying? Please feel free to ignore and have a nice day!

Because you didn't include it I chose a group and member that fitted the story! It's Bangchan from Stray Kids. If you don't like that or how I wrote it, please tell me and I'll change it💕

For the fans he was always honest, loving and just everything you could wish for. And he was, but somehow there's always something bad about a relationship. For you it was that you must be kept a secret, he even goes as far as flirting with other girls. You tried your best to understand him, believing that there's a reason behind all of this but you never seemed to find one, at least none that made sense. You couldn't even talk about it with someone because of course you loved him and if he wanted it to be a secret then it'll be like this.

It destroyed you to know that maybe you just weren't good enough for him to say the truth. But you managed to push this away. Everytime you were alone with him, he was the sweetest boyfriend and everything you could wish for, honestly you could understand how his fans loved him without knowing him. He's just an angel.

Still he hurt you whenever a member came and today should be no exception.

You heard a small knock on the door of his studio and walked over to the couch "Hey" Jisung said looking over to you and you smiled "Here's the lyrics" he said "Go with him." Chan said then and you agreed while picking up your bag.

The door closed behind you and Jisung turned around "Why is he always so passive aggressive with you? Did you do anything?" he asked "Huh? Oh, no it's nothing." you weren't good with lying so it was hard to answer something realistic. "Okay, will you come with me?" you nod happily and walked with him as he grabbed your hand and began to run through the hallways instead of walking.

You then entered his studio grasping for air but started laughing as soon as you had some.

"Did he ever show you how to produce? I bet not. It's a lot of fun, wanna help me?" you nod energetic "He's always stressed, so there's no time where he could show me how." you wanted to explain that he didn't actually meant any harm to you. "Don't you think that he would have taken some time for you, if he would want to? I mean I'm his friend and I do somehow understand but I understand if you're annoyed too." his words hurt you "Let it be, okay?" he nod and got your chair closer to his to show you everything.

You didn't excepted it to cost that much of time but eventually it did so when you looked to the clock again it wasn't afternoon but nearly night. No matter how far you already got with this new song, Chan would be mad.

As soon as this thought was in your mind a hard knock was heard "Yess" Jisung replied and an angry but sleepy Chan opened the door "What are you doing here?" he asked you "I searched for you, don't you always have your phone with you?" he didn't mean to become loud but he was extremely worried because of you. "I'm sorry we forgot the time while producing this song, it won't happen again." you responded looking down, which is when Chan noticed Jisung's hoodie on your body "Let's go. See you at home Jisung-ie" he said seeming to calm down but then he clenched his fist.

"Why are you wearing his hoodie?" he asked as soon as you were out of the studio "I was cold. Chan, listen, I'm sorry about that but it's no wonder I like you, I really do but you keep treating me like shit in front of everyone. They all don't understand and feel sorry. Don't you see?" you meant it deadass serious. Eventhough you loved him more than anything else, you couldn't take it anymore. You weren't one for confrontation but you had a breaking point which you were near after months of his ignorance.

He sighed "We're still not allowed to date and I really do not want any of these dorks to destroy what we have. I promise you once the dating ban is lifted, which is soon I'll stop treating you like that." you nod, always believing in the best. "Take his hoodie off now will you, please." you do as you're told while Chan hands you over one of his, it's pitch black and looks a little more worn than the navy blue one from Jisung. "It smells like you" you whisper happily "You should go home now. It's late already." once again you do as you're told.

You: I'll bring you your hoodie tmr, k?

Jisung: Sure

Jisung: Can we repeat yesterday then? I had a lot of fun...

In the same moment he talked about you with the members "She's fun to be around when you're alone. After some time when she gets comfortable, it's so nice." they all laugh about his dreamy talk. All except one, that being Chan. He really loved you alot but he wasn't sure why you did love him, he still has some way to go to love himself. But was that really the problem? Or was it that he couldn't handle a relationship right now? Was it for all the comebacks they give themselves, that there were no breaks and no escape. Everywhere they went it all was about Stray Kids. But that never seemed to be a problem, it was his dream all along. It just couldn't be the problem. The dating ban could though.

"Please don't leave me" he sang the background vocals into the microphone for the demo version of his new song, it was written in a short time span. It just broiled in him so much that it felt like telling his worries and giving someone the weight of them. "Hey Chan" you said entering his studio "You're here again?" he asks "I'm not here to annoy you. I just wanted to say hello because I'm meeting with Jisung." you said, placing some food on his table "Make sure to eat something, you keep forgetting it." you scold "Please don't go. I don't want you with him." you smile at him. "He's your member and I'm your girlfriend." you tried to reassure him and put your hand on his shoulder as he still sat on his chair. "I know but...He's been talking about you a lot lately-" before he could continue you kissed him lightly "I'll tell him I have a boyfriend today. I won't say who it is, that's your job. Stop being jealous when you're so much worse." you were sick of him sometimes but you loved him, he really was perfect in your eyes.

Later in the dorm you heard another girls voice as you sat in the kitchen, sharing some Japchae with Jisung. "Hi Hyung!" Jisung screamed happily as he noticed Chan "Hey, that's Jihyun, she's a friend of mine." you both greeted her. She was the perfect height for Chan, her body was lean but still curvy, her hair was not even a little bit damaged but fell perfectly over her shoulders. Her face was even more beautiful then the rest of her. You gulped at her gorgeous sculpture, knowing exactly that you lacked in beauty, at least that's what you thought. Chan loved the way you looked and even the other members complimented it, you still were believed that they were being friendly.

However seeing girls like her always made you feel even worse "Do you have a crush on him?" Jisung asked because of your longing gaze "Huh?" you were confused. "I guess it's normal to have insecurities but it looked like you were concerned about what she could do with her looks instead." you gulped, he was completely right "I just think she's way prettier than me, that's it." he laughed "I don't think you realize just how much of a godess(and yess he's right you lovely human being) you are." his words caused you to blush and look down. He on the other side had a wide grin on his face after this reaction from you, eventhough you already told him you were dating someone.

After hours of deep talks you decided to go get some food from a Convenient store nearby. "Does someone want something from GS25?" he asked in their group chat and got answers right away.

"I wonder why we never spent time before." you said "Eventhough Chan is weird around you, he doesn't like us being around you much." Jisung said "Oh, I didn't knew that" you whispered shocked.

"Was this girl at your dorm before?" you asked him "No, I didn't knew her either." he answered smiling confused "Why are you so interested in her?" you laugh "Oh that, that's a long story." he nod "I have time.". "Jisung, it's just that I'm not confident in myself and the rest is a secret, okay?" you smiled "It's okay that you don't want to tell me everything. We don't know us for a long time, or rather spent a lot of time together." it was weird how much he understood what you thought. "It has to do with my boyfriend. I trust you a lot but I just can't tell that anyone." his smile was stunning, eventhough he seemed somehow hurt.

As you came back to the dorms it was a weird atmosphere around, only noticing why that was so as you entered the kitchen. "Why are you all sitting here?" Jisung asked a little scared "This doesn't mean any good, does it?" Chan laughed and told you to sit down. "It actually isn't bad news at all. It's pretty amazing news." he giggled "Come to the point, we don't have time to listen to your giggles." Minho said causing the member and you laugh. "Okay, I just want to say I didn't told anyone here because I was afraid you were going to leak it but I can't hold back no more. Y/n and I are together." he said making you gasp "You could've warned me!" you whined "Wait-Since when?" Felix asked "Since nine months" Chan answered, still remembering every little detail of this day. "I won guys! I told you they were dating!" Felix screamed laughing "What did you won?" you were confused "The bet. We had a bet, they said he really didn't like you but I knew better!" Chan raised his eyebrows "You guys are making bets over us? And I thought we were a family?!" he said dramatically resulting in making everyone laugh really hard.

"Let's go" he said to you, pulling you to his room "I thought you were too afraid to tell them?" he smiled "You are more important than that, I'm sorry it took me so long to realise.". You didn't even care about the girl nor the last months anymore as you dreamed too long of this moment to not enjoy it completely now.

#kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids chan #stray kids jisung #stray kids reactions #stray kids requests #kpop reactions

[ny4m]

Hey I'd like to request a matchup for the tokyo rev event :)

I'm a female and go by she/her pronouns with a preference for guys

I have short wavy brown hair with side bangs, i wear glasses and have brown eyes. i'm about 5'7, slim figure if not almost underweight with a small chest (˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥⋆)

my love language is mainly physical affection (not sexually) followed by words of affirmation. i don't mind mild pda after getting comfortable. i usually initiate physical affection but if i'm on the receiving end i short circuit (￣▽￣*)ゞi'm extremely out of shape and lost the little body muscle i had before quarantine. low stamina, unhealthy diet, all that. would that worry or botehr my match?

In person I'm pretty awkward and self concious of... everything. and i tend to be the quiet one in a group and i listen to what other people say and only sometimes pitch in on the conversation. i'm also kind of an air head after i calm down a little in a new place like a restaurant or smth so i daydream a lot, unless someone's talking to me directly. The few people i consider real friends usually come to me for venting and emotional support, and i try to comfort them as well as i can and give advice. Other than all that, if you get past my many layers of awkwardness you will see the very comedic side of me. i joke about everything (at appropriate times). dark humor and sarcasm especially. I also enjoy playful teasing except i get easily embarrassed if it's reciprocated. i can be passionate about quiete a number of things such as an anime or game I like, or musicals, movies etc. I can be pretty fun to text with the right people. I have no preference on height. I'm an extreme introvert and would rather stay at home than go anywhere :) unless i rlly like the person inviting me and i feel like i'm up to it. or if im forced out. i also feel like i need to know people care about me.. but ofc im shy to ask because it never seems to be the right atmosphere for such a question. sorry if that's too much heh..

Oh and i want to add that I'm a picky eater and have a small appetite so its very awkward for me to eat at a friend's house or any restaurant cuz I feel like a bother and don't want to offend anyone so if you can incorporate anything with that it would be great :) thank you in advance!

— hellohellooo!! (*´∀`)♪ thank you for the request! <3

I match you wittth..

ᡴꪫ MITSUYA TAKASHI! <3

— Mitsuya respects your boundaries! but sometimes he likes to tease you a little.. in public he might give you a small peck on the cheek! or hug you out nowhere just to see you blush! but if you ask him to stop, he'll stop with no questions asked. ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

— in private, Mitsuya likes to blow on your glasses to fog them up.. once they're all foggy he gives you a small peck on the cheek, leaving you unaware of what just happened with Mitsuya just giggling at his little antics.. hes a dork (｀_´)ゞ

— Whenever you're daydreaming, Mitsuya would just let you do your thing while doing his own business! once you're done daydreaming, he asks about what you were thinking about and listens really closely!

— Mitsuya likes to go to you whenever he's stressed! he loves when you comfort him and give him advice on things he should do, he finds it endearing! <3

— Mitsuya would remind you how he loves you and how you're perfect! He loves everything about you and he thinks you should be reminded of this fact everyday! ψ(｀∇´)ψ

— Mitsuya would definitely push you to eat healthier! he understands you're picky with food and you don't eat much.. but he cares and loves for you! you have to grow big and strong !!! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ he sometimes bribes you with kisses or cuddles if you eat something healthy in exchange! when you do eat the healthy food he gives you, he'll give what he promised + words of praise!

— Mitsuya would LOVE! having movie nights with you! his sisters often watch the movie with you guys too, but at the end of the movie his sisters fall asleep leaving you guys to have to carry them to bed..

ᡴꪫ photos that remind me of u guys!!!

and a song!!

#tokyo revengers x reader

[anti-social-butterfly111]

Only Time Can Heal A Broken Heart Pt3

It had been 3 days since Aliyah had spoken to Becca or Kaitlyn she was pretty sure that they were both avoiding her at this point but she figured that now it was time to make it right

Becca's pov

Becca was sitting in the living room with her sorority sisters planning an fundraiser event when she heard her phone go off notifying her that someone had text her she looked at the screen looking conflicted as she read the message.

Buzz

Liyah: Look I know you're mad at me but before you make any decisions please just give me a chance to make it right you mean to much to me to just let go

Buzz

Just let me take you out tonight I hate fighting with you

Becca didn't realize how long she had been starting at her phone until she had heard her name being called by a sorority sister

"Earth to Becca" Clair said with annoyance in her voice

Becca had to think before she spoke not wanting to snap at Clair even though Becca had some dislike for how flirty Clair was with Aliyah"Huh oh um yeah so what do we want the theme of the fundraiser to be"

"It's your person isn't it" Madison said sitting on the opposite end of the couchmaking sure to keep the identity and gender of the person unidentified due to Becca not being out yet

"Yea"

"You should talk to them i hate seeing you like this"

Becca looked at her phone to type out a reply

Becca: OK pick me up at 6

Aliyah looked down at her phone with a thankful smile and started planning the day to make it up to Becca she wanted to make her feel special so she knows how much she means to her

After getting ready Aliyah headed to the store and bought 2 dozens of roses,strawberries,Teddy bears, an im sorry card and anything else she could find to fix things with Becca she healed to the hotel room to set things up and finished right on time to pick up Becca

Aliyah pulled up to the house and texted Becca that she was outside

"Hey" Aliyah said as Becca entered the car going for a hug Becca hesitated at first but then returned the embrace "Hi so what are we doing"

"I have a couple things planned to show you how sorry I am you look beautiful by the way" Aliyah said with a smile

Becca tried to hide her smile but failed miserably as she started to blush trying to look mad but she just ended up looking cute

Making Aliyah laugh "well let's go we have a lot to get through"

Aliyah's first stop was were they first met in the quad "When I seen you here I thought you were beautiful and I wanted to talk to you but then the notorious coffee fiasco happened" Aliyah said with a smile

"Yea I'm sorry about that I was struggling with a lot of things family stuff my sexsuality I didn't know how else to express myself then I got to know you and everything changed"

Aliyah smiled and said "this is where I met the girl who would make my life hell when I got to know her" they both laughed as they pulled off

Next Aliyah took Becca to the bar where everything changed

"This is the place where everything changed for me and the night my wishes came true"

"What wishes"

"The wish that you were into girls duh" they both laughed as becca said "you are such a dork"

"Yea well I thought maybe I'd take my chances what did I have to lose after all" Becca said

Next they pulled up to a popular place called lovers Bridge where you put you names on a lock and attach it to the Bridge keeping the key which they had visited a month prior

"And this is the place I found out that falling in love did exist"

Stunned Becca looked at the other girl "What did you just say"

"I love you,you have made me happier than I have been in a while and I'm not afraid to admit that I haven't been perfect to you but from now on I will do everything I can to make you happy"

Becca looked at the girl with a tear in her eyes and said "and I love you" nobody has ever made her feel as loved as the girl in front of her has and she couldn't be happier

Aliyah pulled out a necklace with the sun and the moon with their initials engraved and the key to their lock in the middle"i got you something here it shows how eventhoug two things are different they need each other"

Becca smiled at this and looked at the girl in her eyes and couldn't help but smile as she repositions herself so the girl could put the necklace on her she felt light kisses being pressed on her neck as she was being embraced from behind as they looked out over the water

"Well are you ready to go^ Aliyah said "we have one more stop"

As Aliyah pulled into the hotel Becca looked at her and smiled "i hope all of this wasn't just to get in my pants" she joked

Aliyah laughed "what no well hopefully that comes with it but that wasn't why I did all of this"

As they walked up to the hotel room Aliyah covered beccas eyes as they entered when she uncovered her eyes she seen the room decorated with balloons,candles,and roses Becca's eyes glistened with tears nobody has ever even thought of doing something like this for her

"Are you crying"

"NO YOU DORK" Becca said as she wiped her eyes "thank you foe everything you have no idea how much this means to me"

"Of course anything to see a smile on that pretty face of yours"

"So why don't we get to the real reason you really got this hotel room" Becca said as she started to undress

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