#like 3 of their siblings just died and they don’t give a fuck (except for Solane)

[ashleyeveerson]

The thing is: the sparrow’s are co-workers, whereas the umbrella’s are family. Yes, a disfuncional, weird, fucked up, strange family… but a family nonetheless.

#like 3 of their siblings just died and they don’t give a fuck (except for Solane) #while Ben’s death has ripples that effect the entirety of the umbrella’s life #and also like just the way they interact with eachoter #Luther’s *i would do anything for my family* #Five sacrificing everything to save his siblings #I just love the og Hargreeves so much #the umbrella academy #umbrella academy #tua #ua #umbrella academy spoilers

[echonvoid]

Ninja go art dump of shit I didn’t post back in 2022

Most of these are just character sketches from when I was first trying clip studio out.

Pics in order from top left over:

1) glowy lava arms cole with newly found baby wu. Because I adore children and dad cole and lava cole are both great. So of course I did both

2) slightly pissed lightning Jay, that or he’s happy, I don’t really remember. And fun fact, in this headcanon/au/rewrite, Jay is bigender and/or genderqueer. They’re still figuring this shit out.

3) full body emo genderless lloyd. Has both oni and dragon traits, but they’re apart of their natural physical form. So all the traits you see here are non-optional. Pronouns: they/them

4) lloyd heads! Sweet baby boi! They desperately need therapy. And they unlocked their oni form back in March of the Oni. The purple eye is just something they were born with too. Purple eyes are relatively common among the oni

5) the Lilly Griefstriker family tree. God I love how they handled coles mom and her sickness and badassery. Lilly was goddamn fantastic. Anyway here she was a mixed race kid from between the Geckles and Munce from a small tribe from further down the mines near where the Upply lived. The tribe was killed by a cave in so she fled towards the surface and was met with hostility. So she ran off and was eventually adopted by the dude who’s canonically her dad. She trains and becomes the earth master and goes and frees her people from the dragon. She also helped the only woman there who was kind to her in the beginning while she was giving birth to Gleck (his vibe gave off much younger sibling or cousin vibes). After she killed the dragon she left again because she couldn’t take the hatred between the clans. She would come visit ever couple of months and eventually gave Gleck that locket. And then she has a kid and dies of a horrible chronic sickness that she suffered from for about 10yrs. Oh yeah cole and CJ are there too! Cole definitely takes after his dad but still has a lot of Lilly in him. And CJ is baby Wu. Except he is a full reincarnation/rebirth and so he ages like a normal kid. And totally is, he’s lil Cole Jr. Cole and Jay are his main parents, but everyone else is still around to help out and help guard and protect him. He’s like 7-9ish here.

6) fun sketch dump of all the gender

7) and last but not least, Cole Golems. Cole sustained severe injuries after the fall, to the point the earth completely cocooned him to help the healing process along (which was definitely Lilly’s doing). During which, his consciousness transferred to these handsome rock bois. He had to mime to wear his body was at which nobody got till after MOTO was finished and done. And during clean up someone found his slowly healing/slowly fading body. Fun fact: he has to use mobility aides for the rest of his life! He got real good beating the shit out of people with his crutches. CJ loves wheelchair rides

Well, that was more of an infodump than I thought it was gonna be, but holy fuck my poor thumbs. Carpal tunnel be damned I must share the hyperfixation

#fanart #ninjago fanart #ninjago #art dump #some kinda au I guess #a rewrite maybe? #ninjago cole #cole brookstone #which apparently isn’t canon? #which surprised the shit outta me #baby wu #lil Cole jr #jay walker #lloyd montgomery garmadon #dragon oni lloyd #doodles #lilly ninjago #cole is gay btws #wu stays baby #cuz old wu left a lot of little kids to fend for themselves despite definitely knowing their parents #like he didn’t bother to take his own nephew #or Kai and nya #the rest of his shit was more his past coming back to haunt him shit #but he left these kids without a home #so I have issues with him #part of why keeping baby wu as an infant reincarnation was easy #oh and him and garm are the actual demigods/gods of creation and destruction #only demi in the fact that they reincarnate and are not celestial beings

[ma-lark-ey]

Lark Liveblogs Lit episode 4(?): The Mortal Instruments

Here’s what I know going into it;

Magnus & Alec are endgame, Alec walks away from his marriage???? Very dramatically to kiss Magnus. I, originally, thought these two were reversed but my mate corrected me.

It’s (roughly???) inspired by her old Draco Trilogy (which I did track down and download, will read eventually) and shares the name with a Ron/Ginny fic (which I read. Mortal Instrument was a very fitting title)

And that’s literally all I know before hand;

Unlike the Harry Potter post, I’ll add my thoughts whilst reading and not just completely after finishing. I will still do the entire series post-mortum on each book, though.

City of Bones; (3/11/23)

Alec is EASILY my favorite. I figured it’d be Simon or Magnus because my blorbo history favors Simons and Magnuses, but Alec has CAPTURED my heart and when he almost died to Abbadon I literally cried even though I KNEW he survived.

Clary, on the contrary, is only slightly less boring than Isabelle. I think Isabelle is badass because she’s got a whip but both of these women is like. Go girl! Give us NOTHING! Especially weird because Clary is primarily our perspective character??

Jace & Simon’s weird little dynamic is interesting. I’m not. Its whatever. I don’t hate it, I’m not intrigued. I DO think Alec/Jace is a far superior romance to Jace/Clary. But also maybe my opinion will change. The little kiss in the garden WAS very cute. Jace thinks he’s so cool and he’s literally not. He’s literally so cringe. His snarky sass is so fun as well, obsessed with whatevers going on there.

The cup being IN the Tarot cards was SO cool. I’m obsessed with THAT.

How old is Magnus. Can I be condoning Malec. Is it like, a Calypso situation. Emotionally he act around 19-20, we’re going with that. He feels like a shitty frat boy. How did this man name Magnus Chase he’s so cool and Magnus Chase is the most pathetic meow meow I’ve ever seen.

UMMM??? HODGE??? WHAT THE A C T U A L FUCK. HELLO. NO. NO. I REFUSE. THIS IS SO FUCKED UP WHAT. SO THAT WAS A FUCKING LIE???? Hodge.

Pov you’re my actually mildly hyperventilating at the end of chapter 22.

JACE IS VALENTINES SON??? THEY’RE SIBLINGS??? Really living up to stealing that name from Ron/Ginny fic huh 😭😭 oh god. Cassie… cassie clare… bbg….

So. The Johnathon reveal fr had me set the book down and walk away because I was in HYSTERICS. congrats, Simon! New chance with your girl because the other part of your love triangle was her BROTHER. so—

Newly finished City of Bones. There’s so much going on here. I’ve thoroughly exhausted my thoughts already. Uhm.

All I have left to say is I adore Luke. He’s perfect. And Magnus Bane RUSHING to Alec like that??? OKAY. HOMOSEXUAL MUCH??? Yes sir go get your man. I see you.

2.) City of Ashes (02/05/23-8/17/23)

Simon and Clary are a MESS i love them. Theyre IDIOTS.

Luke is still my beloved

The complex ass dynamic of Jace and Valentine,,, EAT. love it.

Im gonna be so fr i have updated this in six months and dont remember 90% of book teo anymore actually but Vampire Simon was a slay

Wait that didnt happen in this book.

OH. OH. THE SEELIE COURT? INSANE. INSANO FUCKING CRAZY THAT WAS WILD.

this book took me forever to read because second installments are always weak af (Son of Neptune is an exception) and i struggle so bad

Dont remember if it was this book or book three but him almost dying and Jace giving him blood was the GAYEST thing I’ve ever seen and they should make out. Like that was so horny and for what.

YES THAT WAS TEO IM CORRECT because two was the boar fight and three was the city where sebastian whatever the fuck killed max

Moving on.

3.) City of Glass (8/19/23-8/23/23)

THEYRE NOT. SIBLINGS. WIN FOR EVERYONE INVOLED.

Magnus & Alec appeared like twice but im obsessed with Magnus every time he appears im flirting with him hey bb howzit going.

Maya is my FAVORITE ever i love a wolf girl. Also love a fear demon.

The Max death was UNNECESSARY and UNCALLED FOR he was a BABY BOY. what did he ever do to deserve this. He died HOLDING JACE’S SOLDIER. devastating. Awful.

The mark of Kane for Simon was real as shit im obsessed with that.

The Angel reviving Jace was literally so funny silly goofy. He went “god. What the fuck. At least give this kid a chance at being normal” and thats so funny.

I want to study Jace like a bug. Hes so babygirl.

(I’ll reblog with updates as I read the last half of the series 🙏 it’s taking longer bc ~ school ~)

However!

My best mate & I watched the first season of the show & the City of Bones movie and;

Okay we only watched the first like. 45 minutes of City of Bones because we wanted to watch something genuinely bad and it was doing too well. Obsessed with the cast on that, though. We didnt even get to Magnus or Alec because every casting on the movie was good until Isabelle and it was so bad I made my mate turn it off because I Could Not.

I’m on episode ten of season one of Shadowhunters and its not good but it is fun so I’m thriving. Like this show is bad but also its a fun time so we’re thriving.

#lark says #the mortal instruments #cassandra clare #jace has the personality of a wet dog #but also he and simon should kiss #magnus could literally massacre a city and i’d defend him for it #i adore him hes perfect #and if i eat this words in the last two books. #thats my hubris #every clary casting is too skinny for me. #give me mid sized Clary or give me death #clary could be trans with enough mental gymnastics #and jace honestly #thats a they/them.

[albertweskerxchrisredfield]

Story Idea

So I’m watching horror movies right now. Serial killers, ghost, etc. I wanted to make a story out of it with the Resident Evil characters and my ocs. There’s going to be no zombies, B.O.Ws nothing that’s in the games. It’s just about serial killers and the characters have to survive. No one hates each other no one knows each other except people from Umbrella (Wesker, William, Annette, My oc Asuna, etc.) No one’s family is fucked up like Weskers and Asuna and others. This story sets in 1998. No there’s no STARS, no Umbrella. Everyone’s normal. Everyone will kinda have different backstories.

Chris and Claire Redfield

Lived in New York but moved to Raccoon City. There parents died when they were kids. They know how to fight since there uncle took them in and taught them (I’m making this up. I don’t think they have an Uncle)

Albert Wesker and Jake Muller

Jake is Weskers son. Wesker has a pretty big family but they all were treated equally no cruelty. They had a nice life. Wesker grandfather Ozwell E. Spencer made Wesker learn how to fight bc of the murders that been happening in Raccoon City. Jakes mother died giving birth so it’s just him and his father. Jake kept his mothers last name. Wesker is a doctor. Friends with Kudo and Birkins

Asuna and Ace Kudo/Cabello

Normal family… not with Asuna crazy older brothers annoying her making sure she’s ok and her kid. (It’s every 10 minutes they call) but that’s it. 16 older siblings huh that’s a big family. She’s from Spain but moved to America with her brother Denahi to Raccoon City at the age of 9. Wesker was taking care of them. Ace father Alfred Ashford (Yes @sassiest-captain I’m confirming Alfred is Aces Father) They broke up when Ace was the age of 3. Alfred supports them. He’s a good father. Asuna grew up learning how to fight from her older brother and father. They were too paranoid of something bad happening since she’s the youngest. Oh and Asuna is a nickname her real name is Adalia. She’s married to Jose Cabello. He’s a simp for her. Friends with the Birkins and Wesker

William, Annette, and Sherry Birkin

Loving father and mother they love there daughter so much they’ll die for her. Williams a Doctor Annette is a nurse. They are just a small family that lives in Raccoon City. Friends with Wesker and Kudo

The other characters will come later

#resident evil #re #albert wesker #chris redfield #chrisker #albert wesker x chris redfield #chris redfield x albert wesker #asuna kudo #my art #my oc #jill valentine #claire redfield #adalia asuna kudo #wesker x chris #wesker #william birkin #annette birkin #sherry birkin #jake muller #piers nivans #Ace kudo #Claire Redfield #Rebecca chambers #alfred ashford #alex wesker #alexia ashford #Asuna X Alfred #Jose cabello #Jose X Asuna #story idea

[mearcatsreturns]

Favorite 2022 Reads

Last year, I did one of these wrap-ups and enjoyed it, so I figured I’d do another! These books were ones I read for the first time this year (except the bonus, which I re-read this year and really resonated with me) that I enjoyed more than the rest. There’s some romance, some horror, some fantasy...and hey, let me know if you’ve read and enjoyed these, or if you have recommendations you think I’d like in 2023. These aren’t in order of enjoyment because I can’t be bothered to rank that intensely, but are arranged alphabetically by author’s last name. 

Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo

Friends. Buddies. Pals. This book right here. I really enjoyed LB’s YA fantasy books, so I figured I’d finally give this one a shot. And boy am I glad I did. I’ve realized that while I do read a ton of romance novels, the books that usually get me are urban fantasy. This one has horror, dark academia, and commentary on academic elitism and social privilege. Trigger warnings abound, but it’s worthwhile if it won’t mess you up too badly. I’ve already put in my preorder for the sequel, Hell Bent, which will be released in January. 

Legendborn by Tracy Deonn

An end-of-the-year surprise! During finals, I don’t let myself read any new books, but this one came in from the library and I didn’t want to risk not reading it. It was a trap...I was going to read it just during my commute, but I could not be stopped. This is a YA urban fantasy novel, but it’s impeccably researched and well-written. Arthuriana meets critiques of systemic racism and traumatic grief and hooooo, it’s good. I’m eagerly awaiting the second book in the series, which was released not long ago. 

Book Lovers by Emily Henry

Listen. Have you ever had the experience of reading a romance novel and then realizing you relate more to the “bad” woman that the male protag dumps so he can get with the sweet, gentle one who will just be the best and most supportive wifey ever? Or that you’ve been in that boat yourself? This book provides justice for all the ambitious women with rough edges that want to see themselves in a romance novel, without demanding that she sacrifice her ambitions and have 55 children (while still being sympathetic to other life paths). Bonus for publishing industry nonsense and complex sibling relationships. 

The Deal by Elle Kennedy

I thought this would be just a fun palate cleanser of a friends-to-lovers college story. And it is that, but it also ended up being so much more. Let’s talk the friends-to-lovers angle--I rarely read a book where I so thoroughly believe in the friendship between the characters before I see a hint of romance. It was so well done. Then, as for the other, it had one of the most realistic and compassionate treatments of how sexual assault can affect people even years later. It wasn’t solved and cured and tied up with a neat little bow, but it was hopeful nonetheless.

I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy

Ah, the complexities of grief and recovering from conservative subcultures. Loving your parents but knowing they aren’t doing right by you. Confronting exploitation and exploiring recovery. This memoir is a gut-punch, and it’s incredibly well-written. I can’t wait to see what Jennette does next, even if that’s dropping out of the public eye. 

Bonus Re-Read Fave: Fair Game by Patricia Briggs

I believe I read this for the first time last year, but this year was when it started hitting hard for me. In addition to being a fun urban fantasy novel (it’s book 3 in a series, so perhaps not the easiest to just open and dive into), but ooh boy does it hit. You know how The Deal is compassionate about dealing with sexual assault? Well, this book may take on a fae angle and deal with prejudice, but it’s about the catharsis of someone who loves a victim being willing to burn the world down for them, and I fucking love it. *chef’s kiss*

#books #ask to tag #this year had Themes

[crazyyanderefangirlfan]

Can I ask for headcanons on how the AU peeps would act and do if they were stuck with the villains for 3 days? No swapped clothes just accidentally stuck dealing with each other

I for some reason Hook crying somewhat after she was gone for like three hours so that's fun-

In return the recruiters are stuck on earth

It all started at the house of mouse, Von Drake has been showcasing a device that show everyone different dimensions and worlds. But for some reason, probably Pete, it malfunctioned.

Everyone ducked when it started blasting light, and in awful timing. The villains just came with their recruits who tried to shield them(Ursula grabbed Joe as a shield). The room was enveloped by a bright light, making everyone cover their eyes. Once it died down, standing there were not their recruits but their lookalikes.

Vera, Jane and Dante were just brainstorming for their show with the help from the Kemonohito siblings when the room flashed bright.

The Kemonohito siblings and their friends just blinked,wondering what the fuck just happened. Mickey came down to explained what happened and promised Von Drake will fix it soon. But the duck looked nervous.

“Actually, I need… Three days to fix it.”

There was pause, suddenly Jack rushed forward, gripping his coat.

“What do you mean three days?! I have a date with my girlfriend tonight!"

"Jack calm down!" "Quit that brat!"

It took his siblings to pry him away from the poor duck who as now frazzled.

Mickey had to lead them to a table to discuss the situation better.

The Queen of Hearts suggested that they live with them. Mickey protested, so did the rest of the heroes.

"It's fine." Malachite insisted. "We'll manage."

"Considering all of you posed as our henchmen for a week, I'd say thee day are nothing." Jafar remarked.

They flinched at that.

After both swaps were done, the villains had a meeting and mentioned how weird the recruits were and came to a conclusion they swapped with their counterparts.

“Except Vera, cause Veil said the old geezer would know.” Jane added. Frollo sneered and Hades snickered.

“Holy shit!” Jack exclaimed, staring at his phone in shock.

“There are children here!” Merryweather scolded. He ignored her and showed the others his phone.

“Roxy texted me!” “So?” “We got signal here!”

This got their attention and quickly checker their phones, sure enough there was.

Jack showed them the message (“Foxy Roxy?” “Shut up.”) Roxy texted that their mom informed them all what happened and wished him well.

With that out of the way, they began to plan on how to survive three days with the villains.

Dante offered Vera to stay with him and not deal with Frollo. But she declined, stating she’ll just spend her time with Quasimodo and she’ll look for more ideas for J&V

Cece was more concerned with one thing-

“Hey! Who let my deadbeat brother in here?!”

She made quick work, grabbing the rubber gloves from Goofy (don’t ask), and caught the thunderbolt.

Everyone started at her shock. Someone, a mortal no less, caught Zeus’ bolt.

Hades at first was jaw-dropped but laughed hysterically at his brother’s face.

Young lady give that back!” “Sorry old man but I need this!” She turned her attention to Vin Drake.

“Do you have a lab with you?“ He nodded. “Good, I need it.” She turned to her friends and siblings.

“Get me ten jars, a pair of scissors, tape, and some rubber.”

“What are you doing?” Joe questioned.

“Being a mad scientist.”

Meanwhile, Valerie just finished contacting the kids’ guardians while the recruits sat in the living room.

That damn duck. Doesn’t he check his contraptions before showcasing them to an audience?

Veil was examined the room in wonder, being the only one who never swapped, this was an amazing experience.

The woman came back, informing them that they have to wait three days to go back.

Some like Jack and Joe were okay cause they can get break, while others like Ms. Hades were a bit annoyed cause of the work that might pile up.

Back with the AU kids, they were with their counterparts respective villains. Cece created a charging station out of the materials she had and worked. Except for Dante since they was already functioning electricity where he went.

They all had to wear another set of clothes from their counterparts to make things easier.

Vince just did Apple’s usual work such as getting her ingredients for her potions but she has asked him about Stephanie and wondered if the girl was the same as Snow White. The huntsman had to remind himself numerous times that he wasn’t Apple.

Malachite just did some chores around her castle, sure it was a bit difficult due to the lack of technology but he found an easy spell to help him. Maleficent enjoyed his company, he was rather down to earth and he gave new insight on how to treat Malfi. Diablo also enjoyed being spoiled by him.

Since both Jack are more or less there wasn’t much difference except she wanted Jack to preform for her. He had to pick the most censored songs to not offend and overwhelm her. He wonders what the queen sees in the king but he won’t deny how much he stabilizes her.

Cruella was having the time of her life with Dante. He was showing her some of the designs he rejected and they now on a creative roll, though they needed to change few things since some weren’t acceptable in her time but they had a fun time. Horace and Jasper wished it was over soon cause their arms are tired from carrying so many fabrics.

Ohh boy Joe and Ursula. Since she’s knows he’s not recruiter Joe he sasses her anytime she disrespects him, leading her to taunt him back.

“Has being a momma’s boy made you soft.” She taunted, Joe had to gripped the rock wall to keep himself from hitting her. But other than that they keep their distance from each other. Flotsam and Jetsam like to bite his new tentacles.

Like Jack, there wasn’t a difference except that she had to comfort Hook cause he was crying on how far he was from his recruit. She helps Smee around the boat and he appreciates it, the crocodile is also scared of her.

Jafar literally placed an enchantment on her, if any guy tries to flirt with her will get a nasty electron shock. Nadia was not pleased a bit, especially he won’t have leave her sights saying ‘your too reckless’ or ‘your mother and grandmother gave you too much freedom.’ At least Iago had a good time in being spoiled.

Like she said, she and Frollo avoided each other like the plague and just hung out with Quasi. He so fun to be around! The gargoyles were kind and funny, and Esmeralda and Phoebus were kind too. There were lot of things here that were amazing and she took note on what she could use for her show.

Zuri just chilled with the hyenas and Scar. They actually used her hunting method and now had moderate food supply. They tease her for being a pacifist but respect her strength.

Hades was tempted to put Cece on a harness with how violent she is and tie a cloth around her mouth. She got into an argument with Zeus and was so close to being smite, she attacked Ares and almost caused a war because she kicked a prince in the nuts. Pain and Panic are low key scared of her and promised to never take Ms. Hades for granted.

When the three days were up, they made their way back to the house of mouse. Some of the villains feel like they’ve aged a few more years because of them, they much more wild compared to their recruits.

Von Drake opened the portal to find the recruits lounging on the sofa, eating ice cream and what looks like to be a spa day. Ms. Hades was first to notice.

“Can we extend this?”

#disney villain recruiters #villain recruiters #malachite kemonohito #cece kemonohito #vince kemonohito #nadia kemonohito #joe kemonohito #zuri kemonohito #jack kemonohito #dante mcquinn #jane teach #vera hugo #apple poison #malfie #jack heart #eight foot joe #dalmatia #lady hook #veil #farja #pretty scar #ms hades

[abundanceofsoph]

SkyFire 3: Chapter 16

The Glamour Friendship Test: August 2018  

Word count: 1k

SkyFire 3 MASTERLIST

-LOUIS TOMLINSON-

Friends with Aurora

“Friendship Test?” Louis scoffed. “Nah I can’t stand her you know what I mean. She’s a right pain in the arse… Wait, did she also take the piss or was she genuine in hers?”

“She said very lovely things about you,” a crew member yelled from off screen. 

“Well fuck, now i’m just gonna look like a right prick,” Louis laughed. “In all seriousness though, I love her. I feel very protective of her and she feels like another little sister.”

- AURORA STYLES-

Friends with Louis

“We met 5 years ago at the American Music Awards,” Rori started. “He was incredibly drunk so I don’t think it really counts, but we met again when my now husband invited me to dinner at Louis’ house about a month later.”  

“She’s an easy one to love,” Louis said. “She was so nervous to be meeting all of us and I just felt protective over her almost straight away so I took her under my wing and she’s been there ever since.”

“The running joke is that Louis is hardwired to adopt everyone he meets to be his new little sibling, and I’m definitely no exception to that. I grew up as an only child but if anyone asks, he’s definitely my big brother.”

“Our friendship certainly started because she was dating one of my best mates, but it’s so much more than that now. She’s family.”

“We’ve been mates for 5 years now,” Louis continued. “She's been there for me for some of the biggest moments of my life and I’ve been there for hers. I’m bloody lucky to have her.”

“I’m pretty confident that when you asked Louis these questions he took the piss and was a sarcastic little shit so I’m going to try not to be too emotional or serious now, but I genuinely don’t know what I would do without him. From the moment we met he made me feel welcomed and safe. He was a constant source of humour and joy whenever I joined the band on tour, and ever since he has been one of the people in my life that I can rely on the most.”

- EXERCISE ONE-

Give each other compliments

“Are we doing serious ones?” Rori asked as she held her pen ready to write. 

“You’re asking me?” Louis laughed.

“Fair point, that’s on me,” Rori chuckled. 

“Aurora Louise Styles,” Louis started in mock seriousness before immediately breaking into a goofy grin and chuckling. “You have the biggest heart and you are one of the kindest and most loving people I’ve ever met.”

“I thought we weren’t doing serious ones you arsehole,” she said before she threw her notepad at him and hastened to come up with genuine compliments on the fly. “In that case, Louis William Tomlinson, you are fiercely loyal and incredibly protective of the people in your life. I admire the way you make the people you love feel safe and valued.”

“I am in awe of your talent. You write the most incredible music and I am always impressed by your lyrics.”

“I was going to say the same thing,” Rori laughed. “You’re one of my favourite people to write with.”

“I think you are incredibly brave to be a person in the public eye given how minging your face is,“ Louis continued with a loud laugh, unable to maintain the serious tone they had both slipped into. 

“I think you are incredibly brave to still be pretending to have a singing career when your voice is like a dying cat,” Rori countered. 

“Well that went off the rails fast,” someone said from behind the camera. 

“Sorry,” Rori replied with a sheepish grin. “We’re British, it’s not in our nature to talk genuinely about our feelings.” 

“It’s a stereotype for a reason, innit?” Louis agreed.

- EXERCISE TWO-

An unspoken truth

“What’s something you’ve never told the other person but you want them to know?” someone from behind the camera asked. They both turned to look at each other hesitatingly. 

“Ummm…” Rori started. 

“I’ll go first love,” Louis offered. “After my mum died, you were my rock and I never told you how much it meant to me.”

“Lou…” Rori replied, blinking hard to try to clear the tears welling in her eyes. 

“You and Harry dropped everything to drive straight to Donnie and you cooked and cleaned for us. You kept our heads above water and you knew exactly what I needed without me needing to ask.”

“Fuck Lou,” Rori gasped, a few tears rolling down her cheeks. “This was supposed to be fun.”

“Sorry love. Your turn now though.”

“Ok, after Columbia…” she stumbled for a moment, trying not to cry. “After Columbia you helped me piece myself back together. For a while after the shooting and after my amputation surgery I was feeling really low and I was feeling lost. When you flew straight to New York, you made me realise I was going to be ok. You were there for me when I needed you  most. I don’t think I will ever stop being grateful for that.”

- EXERCISE THREE-

Hug each other for 1 minute

“Alright, get over here,” Louis said, spreading his arms wide. “Perfect timing for a big hug after all that.” Rori fell into him, wrapping her arms around Louis' middle while his own went around her shoulders. She buried her face in his chest and let out a breath. 

“This is nice,” she said, breaking the silence after a little while. 

“It is,” Louis agreed. “You’ve always given great hugs.”

“Right back at you.”

They both stood there, holding onto each other until the timer ended. 

- REFLECTION-

“You know this was really nice,” Aurora said. “We’re not usually very good at being genuine with each other without it becoming sarcastic or just making it a joke, but I liked being able to be real with you for a bit.”

“Me too,” Louis agreed. “Definitely didn’t think we’d get into the heavy topics there.”

“Me neither but it was nice to have a moment to appreciate each other.”

“You’re so right.”

“Thank you for having us Glamour,” Aurora wrapped up, looking straight at the camera. “You can see more of Louis and myself every week on The X Factor, starting September 1st on ITV.”

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[catgirlkirigiri]

Love thinking about Silver and Blaze in my au. Basically the reason Blaze is in Sonic’s dimension (dubbed the chaos dimension - took Blaze’s being called the sol dimension and decided every dimension is named after their set of magic emeralds) is because, since Solaris reforming could become a multidimensional threat, the sol emeralds urge them to go prevent that. Thus, Blaze going to the destroyed future of the chaos dimension, meeting Silver. This is gonna get rambley so uh cut time :3

Also Blaze uses they/them

The first thing they see is that everything is on fire. The second is a grey hedgehog fighting off a small creature made of flames. They go to offer help, though he takes care of it before they can, and he runs away immediately. Silver isn’t used to seeing other people, and the rare interactions he gets aren’t kind. It’s every man for themself in this world.

Blaze chases after him, using their fire to aid in mobility which only freaks him out more. All things considered, fire tends to mean Iblis, which is not good! So he turns back to them, ready to fight. Blaze goes “woah what the hell man I’m just trying to talk????????” and Silver’s like “but you’re fire. Fire bad” and they have to explain that they’re from another dimension trying to prevent a catastrophic event while Silver is one excuse away from dropping a car on them.

Things get cleared up between the two, Blaze possibly also having to prove that no, their fire is not Iblis related, and Silver hesitantly decides to team up with them. Blaze doesn’t really give him a choice, taking a page out of Sonic’s book (because Rush came out in 05 so it happened before this so they’ve already met) and forcing friendship on him. Silver is reasonably wary of them, but he eventually learns to trust them.

Time passes, Mephiles does his bs, boom these guys are time traveling. Silver has dabbled in time travel before, as it’s just something he can do, though he’s never gone this far. Plot of 06 happens etc etc stuff that doesn’t matter to this post until that bit where Silver tries to seal Iblis inside himself. He very clearly cannot handle it, and just like canon, Blaze steps in. They’re royal blood and already connected with fire, they remind him. They’ll be fine. Silver is powerless to stop this and watches as the person he’s come to see as a sibling is consumed by the Flame, begging Blaze to back out, to let Iblis go if it means they’ll be safe. They’re in too deep though, and moments later, Blaze is gone. Silver wants to believe that they’re okay, but after seeing what he’s seen, there’s no denying it - trying to contain Iblis killed them.

Months pass. The future is saved, though Silver feels more comfortable in the past for reasons that deserve their own post, and everyone who knew Blaze mourns them. Everyone except Sonic, who is well used to death being temporary. After all, he died during the Solaris incident too, yet here he is. Still, he doesn’t question the others’ grief. He’s just confident that Blaze will be back.

Meanwhile, Blaze has been back in the sol dimension. They don’t know how they got back home - the last thing they remember was trying to seal Iblis inside them before everything went white. They know it didn’t work, they know they should be dead, but somehow they’re here. The entire kingdom is like “Blaze what the fuck where were you!!!” and they have So much to do now that they’re back, but they’re distracted with worry. They know Silver would’ve freaked out no matter what if they just suddenly disappeared in front of him. He must be losing it right now. They rush through everything they’ve missed, everything they’ve been behind on, until a few months have passed since the Solaris incident and they manage to slip away back to the chaos dimension.

The first thing they do is hunt down Sonic, who is absolutely not surprised to see them at his door. He basically goes “I knew you weren’t dead! Everyone thinks you’re dead btw” and they’re like “oh god I just got a brother and I already traumatized him” so Sonic goes “ohhhh that’s why you’re here. Cmon” and they go alllll the fucking way to station square (from green hill they were in green hill) because Silver is staying with Shadow (explained in another post) Anyway. Sonic goes “knock knock anyone home” to which Shadow opens the door and goes “it is Two in the Morning. What” Sonic points at Blaze and Shadow, also unfazed by this as he has died and then not been dead before too, goes “ohhhh that’s why you’re here. Ok” and goes to get Silver.

Silver doesn’t believe what he’s seeing. Blaze, his sibling, standing in the doorway. Blaze, who he’s missed every single day, standing in the doorway. Blaze, who has been dead for months, standing in the doorway. He’s frozen. He glances to Shadow and Sonic just to check that yeah, this is real, they’re seeing this too. Blaze goes to say something, but before they can, Silver’s expression shifts from shock to something unreadable as he lunges at them, hugging them so tightly it was as if letting go would mean losing them all over again. Blaze just holds him, quietly reassuring him that it’s okay, they’re here now, and they’re never going to leave him like that again.

#love how my writing in this went from semi-serious to casual explanation to serious again #zoracontent #sonic but actions have consequences

[strwberriehore]

Btw.. don’t hurt Candace!!! I do love and care about her and she already had her face beaten by a grown man and you all already know it will hurt me if she dies

She technically never hurt me physically, sexually or even verbally…

I’m just broken over being abandoned as a child…I kinda feel like a baby that was left at the fire department, also why did she give me to them in the first place and then refuse to take me back? I remember Holly tried to give me back to Candace when I was young and I was excited about that but Candace and Jim said no…I begged Candace to let me be with her as a kid, idk why they wouldn’t, I think one reason is because she was raising someone else’s kids which is creepy? The evil twins

it’s Holly and terry that are the true evil though

I don’t think Candace knew what would happen but I feel like she had to of known something was wrong with Holly and terry ??

what if Holly and terry weren’t evil then maybe I wouldn’t be upset at Candace for giving me to them?? Is that why my siblings are “fine” … I genuinely believe they’d be better if they didn’t grow up with a different family though… like that’s not healthy to grow up with “siblings” and “parents” that aren’t really that..

Since I’m fucking Kamala Harris it’s illegal to be a surrogate because it’s human trafficking

Especially “I’ll give you money to have/raise my child”

That makes it even worse…

You’re creating and selling humans like fucking cars

How is that not evil

You’re never helping a couple that can’t conceive…you’re just traumatizing and torturing a child

There is no “good” or “help” in human trafficking

“Hey Tara I was adopted and my life has been great so far!”

So you’re the exception not the rule…

That’s like winning the lottery and telling everyone to do it because they could win…99.99% of people won’t have the same positive experience you did

More often than not you hear abusive horror stories about foster care and how most people in it are traumatized

You never hear people talk about how great foster care is and how it needs more kids

My heart breaks knowing my PTSD will be triggered when I have kids because it’ll remind me of my own childhood , especially when they start asking about their grandparents, I’ll have to explain this weird surrogate/adoption/human trafficking the family does…🤢🤮and how it creates abuse and is evil

I feel like Everything bad that happened to me only happens to people no one cares about, I even remember someone saying it’s because I’m always alone but I don’t see any other option and that statement falls in line with no one caring about me

You all watched people hurt me but NEVER stepped in the stop it… no one showed up at allys house to save me, you knew I was in her house and didn’t think to come by to get me, you’d rather watch me get raped than help me!! no one made sure my food and water was clean, no one stopped terry, no one showed up to my hair appointment to watch the hairdresser… did you think it would be funny to watch me die? I remember ONCE several years ago I was getting my hair done and rev showed up to stop them… I think the reason he did that is because the hair appointment lasted almost 3 hours, but the last hairdresser last made the appointments really fast like 30 minutes, but if you had the hacking you knew exactly when I would be there because I always made my appointments a month in advance so there’s no excuse…you ALL failed me. Everyone that says they care about me FAILED ME ! You all let me down and allowed others to torture and kill me, several times!!! Not even just once! What the fuck!!! Don’t allow people to hurt me fuck!! Why do I have to BEG for that?? Safety is a luxury I could never afford

When I think of my childhood I can’t picture a place where I could be safe, every home I was in had a person in it or nearby that would hurt me , I was in 5 different homes and after realizing I wasn’t safe anywhere I gave up, safest place I could think was Candace’s home but poisoners were close by

Everyone else in the family had parents and was protected, I feel like the only one that grew up with nothing and it leaves this emptiness in me that hurts , like being dehydrated or hungry, you need something really bad so you can feel normal and you feel depleted/weak, like you’re missing something but you’ll never get it

One thing that makes this hard is that I feel like I was lied to my whole life about everything, who my siblings and mom was , I feel betrayed and that’s also why I’m so emotional about this

When i thought Candace was my aunt instead of my mom and had a stroke I wasn’t upset because that meant she had no role in my suffering, but to find out as an adult the stroke was fake and that I have siblings and she’s my mom

#human trafficking

[acearadiamegido]

the big arajade post

Here it is, my masterpost of why AraJade is simply poetic cinema

TL;DR: it’s all about the comparing and contrasting

Let’s get the obvious shit out of the way.

- Space vs Time aspects: Creation vs Destruction, Genesis vs Entropy, opposite but inextricably linked to one another

- Jade is her session’s resident frog hunter. Aradia was literally a frog. Do the math, my friend.

- They both have robot selves which I think is neat.

- Jade’s dream self was secretly dead from the beginning of the story, taxidermied in her grandpa’s attic. Aradia’s was secretly alive, comatose at the center of Derse.

- For that matter, Jade’s dream self was the first in her session to wake up, and Aradia’s was the last.

- Both of them self-prototyped their sprites and took on the features of their dream selves when they god tiered.

- Jade spent much of her adventure asleep, dreaming on Prospit. Aradia’s dream self couldn’t [s] wake until hers was over.

All of that is very cool, I think. But then when you actually get into their respective personalities? Even cooler.

- They both have arcs that center a lot around loneliness and agency.

Jade’s story is pretty obvious. She grows up alone on a completely isolated island, and when she finally meets her friends and starts to think that maybe things can start to be different, her friends on the ship with her just... randomly die, and she has to spend another 3 years waiting to reunite with a version of her sibling that doesn’t even come from the same timeline.

Aradia, of course, isn’t as physically isolated. But after she dies the only thing we really hear her friends say about her is that she’s creepy, and talking to her kind of sucks nowadays, aside from Vriska and Equius who clearly have ulterior motives. Sollux is another exception, but pre-retcon eventually even he and Tavros dip out on her, leaving her to third-wheel for Meenah and (Vriska) who leave to do their own thing pretty quickly, too. So she spends a lot of time roaming around the void on her own.

While Jade will take any opportunity she can get to escape her loneliness, avoiding it whenever possible, Aradia seems completely calm and content being on her own.

Jade’s agency is taken from her again and again throughout the story. From Vriska putting her to sleep throughout her life, to HIC mind-controlling her into Grimbarkness, to John’s alt-timeline deal that left her to spend 3 years alone and grieving on the ship to the new session. Even alt. Calliope tries to assert that that’s simply her lot in life, to just sort of... Wait around impotently, regardless of how hypothetically powerful she could be. 

Aradia also faces a lot of attempts on her agency. From the first time we see her, she has voices in her head telling her what the timeline has in store for her, and what she has to do to make everything happen the correct way. And for a while she goes along with it relatively complacently, seemingly in a sort of depression. But the more she breaks out of that depression, the more she meets any attempt on her agency kicking and screaming. Equius tries to take the decision away from her about how she should feel about him? She rips her heart out and starts smacking him around. Droog tries to give input as her exile? She tells him to fuck off. Even her desire to break things post-death seems like an attempt to exert literally just any influence whatsoever on her environment, because as a ghost she’s invisible and intangible. This isn’t even getting into the whole “being at the absolute bottom of the hemospectrum her whole life” thing.  She has a whole conversation with Rose apparently in crisis over whether she is in control of herself, or simply being puppeted by the alpha timeline and the voices of the dead. 

- As a result of All Of That, they approach things pretty differently. Jade sees things happening around her, and puts it on herself to take responsibility for them. If she has to experience trauma alone, and go through hardship, well, maybe that’s just her cross to bear. Everybody has an important job to do, and maybe that’s hers. She cares deeply about everything that goes on around her and wants to be a part of it, possibly because her opportunities to act are constantly taken away by forces outside her control.

On the flipside, Aradia operates at a safe distance from everything. She asserts again and again that she’s just an observer. She’s sick of playing a role in the story and has renounced responsibility for any of it. 

- And even though they’re on opposite sides of that coin, they both represent themselves very similarly, through these veneers of cheerfulness and friendliness. Not that they aren’t genuinely both cheerful and friendly people, but there’s just a lot more TO them that they don’t tend to project outwardly. Neither of them ever really lets themself be upset about their lot in life aside from the occasional outburst when somebody manages to REALLY get under their skin. At which point everybody else needs to watch the fuck out.

ANYWAY. I simply think they are Neat™

#aradia megido #jade harley #arajade #meta #this one took a while but i had to find. all the pages #i mean i guess i didnt HAVE to #but i wanted to #words

[arguablysomaya]

batfam fanfics that don't have enough fucking attention

alright i'm finally doing it gents listen up

1. Bang, bang by @Ididloveyou_once

Summary: ‘You shot me!’ Jason gasped, stunned, ‘Holy shit, you actually shot me.’

Tim’s eyes widened and he froze. They stared at each other for a second, dumbstruck and then-

‘Don’t tell Bruce.’

Or: The family enjoy a normal movie night. Except Jason has a gunshot wound and Tim’s the only one who knows and oh- that’s because Tim’s the one who shot him and they really, really need to find a way to leave before anyone finds out.

This fic is fucking hilarious and the characterization + banter is on point. i have a bit of a soft spot for schemes <3

2. four brothers, one crush, and absolutely zero braincells to be found by @Ms_Trickster

Summary: Tim: i need to know what’s the best way to a boy’s heart

Damian: Easy. The best way to someone’s heart is through their ribcage. Everyone knows that.

Damian: Come on Timothy, I expected better from you.

Dick: I-

Dick: Try again

Tim is having boy troubles.

Tim goes to his brothers for help.

Tim...did not think that plan of action through.

(In which the batbros give Tim advice on relationships, told entirely through texts.)

Again, fucking hilarious. the chat titles are SUCH a nice touch and it really feels like authentic sibling silliness

3. Night at the (National) Museum by @collectivefandomstuff

Summary: Tim finds himself having, once again, been dragged into the social event of the season. As he slowly dies of boredom and the physical exertion of not rolling his eyes, he bumps into his fellow prisoners brothers and they decide to do something about Bruce’s tendency to trick them into going to these things. More specifically, they decide to cause as much trouble as possible in the hopes that Bruce will just straight up stop inviting them. [cue mission impossible theme]

“We could call in a bomb threat?”

“That’s imaginative.”

“Ok, then we get paintball guns and go to town.”

“Also unhelpful.”

“No, wait! That’s actually a good idea!”

“Really Dick? You don’t think people are going to ask questions if the Waynes start literally hunting socialites for sport?”

I. Love. Schemes. also the writing style is so good omg if i could write like this i'd literally die happy lmao

4. Cingulomania (Sometimes, Dad Needs a Hug) by @charleswaterloo

Summary: ‘Right,’ Tim said, in the voice he used on missions, ‘we’re going to have to call in an expert.’

*

‘Hey guys!’ Dick said, voice slightly crackly over Tim’s phone speakers. ‘What’s up? I’m not supposed to visit until tomorrow - is something wrong?’

-

Something is seriously not right with Bruce. They’re a family of detectives and no one can figure it out. It’s kind of embarrassing.

They’re all starting to get worried.

-

(Sometimes, Bruce needs a hug.)

ok this fic is just really fucking sweet and sometimes a bitch is soft okay?

5. After the Fall of Olympus by @/killthespare

Summary: The League has fallen. The team is dead. All that’s left is for Dick Grayson to pick up the pieces and move forward.

Easier said than done.

this fic is literally a must-read in the dc fandom it's not done yet but holy shit. basically goes through young justice and other arcs if the league had died while dick was robin. perfect if you liked young justice and convoluted plotlines, and this fucking fic kicked my emotional ass SO hard

6. And The World Came Crashing Down by @One_annoying_bird

Summary: When Dick and three of his siblings find themselves within the wreckage of a collapsed building, Dick makes the executive decision for himself to be rescued last.

Even if his injuries really demand for him to be first.

Not that he'll let anyone know that last bit.

Fuck me dude. i'm always a sucker for whump

7. Asimov's Integral by @sElkieNight60

Summary: Tim is an unwanted android, a Robo-Child. After being sent back by his parents, his last and only hope rests in the hands of a man still grieving the loss of his own son.

“I didn’t ask for a replacement,” Bruce barked. “I don’t want a replacement! You can go back and tell the RCO I don’t need a replacement.”

Bruce Wayne didn’t want him. If Bruce Wayne didn’t want him, he’d be sent back and dismantled.

this one hurt me <3 android AU, tw for tim absolutely abysmal mental state and attempted suicide

8. Midnight Book Club by @badwolf36

Summary: “Dick is a lying liar who lies,” Jason declares, drawing his knees up to his chest. His ribs are screaming in that very special way that lets him know at least one or more is bruised (or, more likely, cracked).

“Dick wasn’t the only one who turned you in.” Cass says, now tracing ‘moron’ onto his forehead. “Also, Alfred.”

___________

Cass and Jason discuss books as they wait for Jason to be able to stand up after taking a brutal hit.

this one's a really sweet, quiet piece about jason and cass's relationship (which i absolutely love) and cass's characterization is spot on perfect

9. You fuck with them, you fuck with me by @oclark1226

Summary: When Batman's out of the country for Justice League business, it falls on Dick to find his missing brothers. Once he does, however, he nearly loses control fighting their kidnapper. He has to deal with both the mental and physical consequences of that fight while helping his brothers heal. Includes some soft Bruce tending to both of his eldest boys because they need some hugs and they support him in return.

now this one is simply criminally underrated. hella protective dick, which is my lifeblood, and some of the most well-written hurt/comfort i've read

10. Conflict Resolution by @anicomicqueen

Summary: It started off as a quiet Sunday morning, until Timothy and Damian decided to take their argument outside.

who would i be if i didn't end off with some fluff?? this fic is literally catharsis and i cherish it so much plus its hilarious

#batfam #fic rec #batfam fic rec #batfam fanfiction #dc comics #batman #batman fanfiction #batfamily #dc #dcu #bruce wayne #dick grayson #cassandra cain #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #Alfred Pennyworth #batkids

[mizunetzu]

hi i was wondering if you could do something for kageyama, kei, and sugawara with a really shy and soft boyfriend(he/him)? he still goes to their practices and stuff but he gets a lil shy around the other guys :3

bruh I was workin on this but then tUMBLR WAS A BITCH AND CRASHED HAHDHDH I WAS CHEESEd

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Headcannons - Kageyama, Tsukishima, and Sugawara with a soft n’ vv shy bf

⚠️warnings - none

Pronouns - he/him

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Kageyama:

ngl

mans does n o t know the term “being shy”

HAHA RIP HE DOESNT KNOW WHY UR SO NERVOUS AROUND THE TEAM (minus him ofc <33)

You go to his practices mainly so u can walk home with him, but sOMETIMES (and I mean SOMETIMES) when ur club ends early, u watch his practice

Bruh but everytime ur there it’s fine for like,,a few minutes before hiNATA THAT LIL SHIT

STARTS

B O U N D I N G

TOWARDS YOU

mans is the type of person to think y’all best friends bc ur his friends ‘friend’

“Kageyama~!! Your boyfriends heeere~!!”

He thinks it’s fine *to an extent. If Hinata hugs you for like 0.5 seconds too long he’s whooping ASS*

Kageyama really does not know why ur so shy

“Oi. It’s just Azumane-San. Why’re so scared?”

“He’s-hes going to murder me...”

What’s he gon do? Get nervous? HAHA-

On the days you feel extra brave tm~!!

You bring over cheap snacks and stuff (there’s like 12 of them no way ur buying the expensive shit)

Ur always fckin shaking when u step in all like

*has big bag* “I...i brought snacks...”

Volleyball players: happy

(Y/n): scared

Crops: watered

You always bring a carton of milk for Kageyama that you give to him in private doe

One time Tsukishima saw

“Ara? Is the king exploiting his commoners for milk?”

You DIED INSIDE and had to stop kags from BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF TSUKKI-

Tsukishima:

HAHA

AHAHAH

DID YOU THINK YOU WERE SAFE BECAUSE YOU HAD THE BOYFRIEND PASS

well he won’t tease you as much but

HE WILL NOT STOP POKING FUN AT U AROUND THE TEAM OR LITERALLY ANYWHERE

but he’s the type of guy who’d lowkey bully his crush soo

Tsundere? Tsundere.

Whenever he catches you clinging to the back his uniform in the halls

“Hm? What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you need me to hold you hand now?”

When u fumble on ur words during a presentation

“I didn’t know the great (L/n) (Y/n) was capable of stuttering.”

ITS WORSE IN FRONT OF THE TEAM BC HE KNOWS THAT THOSE BIG ASS MEN SCARE U

“Ara? What’s wrong? Why won’t you say hi to my teammates? Don’t be rude, (L/n)-kun!”

Bruh it happens like everyday bc ur sibling goes to Akiterus college and sometimes u stay longer to go with him there

Or u just stay so u can walk home with him and yams

One time Noya and Tanaka notice u were looking for tsukki

He was kinda late to practice

They walked over to tell u that

“Oh? Tsukishimas running’ kinda late today.”

“...”

You just,,,stood there, sweaty, red in the face and fumbling with ur hands

THESE TWO ARE PEAK SCARY WHAT

In comes tsukki to the ‘rescue’

Except this mAN STARTS FUCKING TEASING U

how r u alive

Sugawara:

the ONLY one who’d understand you and ur shyness

When u get shy around the guys? Already telling them to give u space

Asahi trying to give you water bc u seemed parched? Suga already taking the water from his hands before he tOWERS OVER U WITH HIS HUGE SELF scares u for some reason

Hinata and Noya being Hinata and Noya? He’s ushering them away while asking if u wanted a mint

THIS MAN IS SO SOFT FOR U

SOFT BOYFRIENDS SOFT BOYFRIENDS

You’re much more comfortable with like,,,pda and basically everything when it’s just you two

Like haha? Cuddles? You’re already on top on him-

But when Suga grabs ur hand while walking to school?

HAHAHA

R E D

FLUSTERED

SHORT CIRCUITING

it’s worse in front of the team

One time he made the mistake of kissing you on the cheek during practice

“Koushi you forgot something..!”

You were holding his water bottle

You meant his water bottle

He blushes before leaning down to kiss your cheek

(Y/n).exe has stopped working

YOU LITERALLY STOPPED BREATHING

HAHEHERYTITI

“I-I-I me-meant your...your water bottle-!”

He finally caught on when your eyes were darting across the gym, watching everyone coo or snicker at yall

HES SO SORRY HAHABDHS

Team ships u

I ship u

I’m pretty sure suga ships y’all too

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#hq x male reader #hq x reader #hq x you #hq x y/n #kageyama headcannons #kageyama x male reader #kageyama x reader #kageyama x you #kageyama x y/n #tsukishima headcanons #tsukishima x male reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x you #tsukishima x y/n #sugawara headcanon #sugawara x male reader #sugawara x reader #sugawara x you #sugawara x y/n #kageyama tobio #tsukishima kei #sugawara koushi

[astermacguffin]

Okay. I warn y'all that this is very much a Poast™. This is another one of Those Poasts™. You have been warned.

I very much blame (affectionate) @autisticandroids for this, since this is pretty much me trying to combine as many concepts as possible from the #mpregpocalypse tag.

In this au, Cas is pretty much just collecting babies left and right. The following stuff are all simultaneously true in this spn mpreg rewrite:

- Cas absorbs the deanlisa baby and carries the child himself. This is his first pregnancy. This is also the most "monstrous" of his children because of the godstiel stuff and the leviathans.

- For maximum effect, I don't want Cas to give birth just yet. I want Benny to see Cas with the baby bump and put the dots together in his head. I want Cas to give birth alone, after Dean and Benny already went through the rift. I want Naomi to take Cas out of purgatory and leave his child alone there. I want Cas to grieve for the loss of his child when he remembers. (We'll go back to this in the future.)

- Dean fucks Casifer at one point and impregnates Cas' body. (I mean, with Casifer peeling off his layers and thotting up the place while in the bunker? Not surprising tbh.) NOTE. I wanna be clear with something: this baby is Dean and Lucifer's nephil. I mean, biologically it's a Destiel baby, but with Cas' grace growing weaker and him being possessed by Lucifer, in terms of grace this is pretty much Lucifer's nephil. (But also not??? Because what allowed the conception to happen in the first place is Cas wanting it SO BAD.)

- No one else notices the conception of this baby because Cas hides it within himself (the same way he did with the deanlisa baby) and pauses the pregnancy at will.

- When Cas meets Kelly, they are very much BOTH pregnant with Lucifer's kid. Remember that screenshot where they both look pregnant and bonding about their babies? Yeah, this is inspired by that. When Cas touches Kelly's baby bump and they like soulbond or whatever, Kelly looks at him and goes "oh you're pregnant too?"

- Cas tells him that it's Dean's child, but leaves out the Lucifer part. They already have one Lucifer nephil in danger, he doesn't need anyone else knowing this secret (especially since he hid the nature of this child so well for so long). Kelly thinks he's hiding it because of the Dean part.

- They both know Kelly's not gonna survive giving birth, so they already have a plan: Cas will transfer the pregnancy to himself when it's almost time for Jack to come out (the same way he did with the deanlisa baby). Cas is confident that he'll survive what Kelly cannot. (His hubris, of course, always tend to bite him back.) Dean, Mary, and Sam arrive just in time to see Cas pregnant and about to give birth. Kelly catches them up on the plot.

- Cas dies of childbirth due to an unexpected complication: the pregnancy transfer triggers the birth of the other child inside him, which makes him give birth to TWO children. The strength of the explosion unfortunately kills both him and Kelly, rendering Cas' sacrifice as pointless. (As much as I wanna keep Kelly alive, the point of this au is to inflict as much damage as possible)

- Lucifer and Mary still get stuck in Apocalypse world, and now Dean and Sam have to care for TWO children, one of which is Jack (who still grows quickly) and...another baby? They have no idea who the fuck this baby is until they find two videos: one made by Kelly and one by Cas (a backup plan they made just in case one or both of them don't survive).

- In the video, Cas reveals that the child is his and Dean's nephil (again, removing the Lucifer part). Dean just takes it in stride (since they had enough sex in the later seasons for it to be a genuine possibility) and takes Cas's word.

- In any other scenario, Sam would definitely be teasing Dean for impregnating Cas. But since Cas is dead and they're still grieving, he shelves this conversation for a future time. (With so much plot happening, Sam never finds the right chance and eventually just forgets it. He's just happy that he was right all along.)

- They agree to never let anyone else learn about the baby's nature, which the baby seems to understand as well, choosing to not manifest any angelic abilities. In fact, the baby internalized Cas' instructions to keep all their secrets under wraps that the kid goes selectively mute throughout the series. (I wanna see Eileen teaching ASL to the kid.)

- The two babies scenario works great for two reasons: it satisfies my "give Dean a baby" instinct (that pretty much drives my baby jack truthing) while still keeping Jack the way that he is in canon.

- Dean lets the baby rest on Cas' chest for a short while before wrapping Cas up with the curtains. Both Dean and the baby cry over the body.

- I want to give Jack as many Problems Disorders in this au. I want him to be jealous of the way Dean treats his twin (because they're pretty much twins, right? They have the same grace-father, they got birthed by the same body, so yeah).

- Dean treats the baby with as much care and love while still treating Jack like shit. Sam once calls him out on it and says "Dean, they're both Cas' children." Dean throws out an "I can hardly look at the freak" rant. Jack wakes up Cas from the Empty, yada yada.

More fucked up shit below the cut:

- I wanna keep this as close to canon as I can, so Dean would still exhibit suicidality before Tombstone. You would think that the baby would at least hinder this instinct, but he genuinely believes that he's poison and that everyone he touches dies. (And besides, Sam is good with both Jack and the baby so they won't need me anymore, right?)

- Cas comes back, and things mostly stay the same as in canon (except there's now a baby there, who honestly won't influence much of the plot until later). Dean never really apologized that much to Jack in canon (and I still hate it) but in this au, it would work perfectly. I want Jack to believe that Dean still sees him as a freak, even if he's a bit nicer now that Cas is back. (I can and will put my entire pussy into the Dean-as-John, Jack-as-Sam parallels.)

- When Jack kills Mary, Cas hides it from Dean and Sam. We're going full Torturewife on this one, folks.

- Jack's truth spell forces Cas to confess that (1) Cas hid the fact about Jack's soullessness; (2) Cas lied about Jack killing Mary, and; (3) the Destiel baby is technically a Dean/Lucifer nephil. Chaos fucking ensues.

- Dean has to confront the fact that both of the kids (HIS kids) are Lucifer's spawn.

- Chuck doesn't really care about the baby since it never manifested any powers (yet), unlike Jack (who is a genuine threat to him).

- Moriah happens, Jack dies. (And it's even more fucked up now because despite being soulless, Jack remembers all the insecurities he got from Dean. The "It's okay, I understand" line Jack says to Dean while having a gun pointed to him is sooooooo.) Rupture happens, their divorce is finalized and Cas takes custody of the baby.

- Cas having some father-child bonding with the baby as a breather between all this fucked up stuff.

- The Trap happens, they make up, and oh? Who's this person who helped Cas escape and get the flower? It's the deanlisa baby, but now grown! Together with Emma! She was thankfully found by her big sister, Emma, when she was a baby in purgatory. She had to grow up fast and now they survive together.

- After eating Eve in order to save Cas, the deanlisa child is now technically the new Mother of monsters. Dean explains the Chuck problem, so the two choose to come with them to help.

- Cas never really explained the deanlisa baby, huh? When they get back with their now grown child (and Emma, who doesn't really hold a grudge over the entire Sam killing her thing) and Cas explains, Dean is baffled but takes it in stride. I mean, they just made up! He doesn't wanna fight with him anymore and he wants the family together again!

- They make the two stay with the baby so they'll be safe in the bunker while they try to trap Chuck with the Mark of Cain spell. It fails, of course. (But hey, at least there was sibling bonding time in the bunker.)

- Billie brings back Jack and they formulate a plan (Billie doesn't go evil in this one btw.) They strengthen Jack, Jack knows that he'll be a bomb and is totally fine with it. "Maybe if I do this one good thing, Dean won't see me as a freak anymore." Remember, Jack internalized a lot of the shit Dean said.

- Cas attempts to call out the self-sacrificial bullshit and that Dean actually loves him, but Jack insists. "You would do the same! In fact, you have done the same! (In reference to the Empty deal, which still happens here btw.) I'm just learning from all of you." If there's one thing I'm obsessed about in fics, it's when Jack calls them out for learning martyrdom from team free will.

- Dean finds out about the plan and tries to talk Jack out of it. They have a heart-to-heart, Dean finally fucking apologizes for all the complexes that he's given Jack, and Jack (for the first time) finally believes that Dean doesn't see him as a monster anymore. Jack stops the process so he doesn't become a bomb (but at least he's stronger than he was before).

- They call Billie to come up with an alternative plan. She considers the options, and says an alternative plan would be harder and would require more players in the field. "As long as we don't have to sacrifice any of our loved ones anymore, we're good," Dean says. "I don't think that's an easy request, but we'll try," Billie says, giving a pointed look at Cas. (Hmmmm, wonder how this would come to play later?)

- Billie points out that the destiel baby is in fact not powerless, but is instead choosing to supress their own power. If the child can be convinced to unlock their own capabilities, then perhaps they might stand a better chance at winning.

- They spread out to gather more allies: Sam goes to Rowena, Dean goes to Michael, Billie goes to Gabriel (yes, he's alive here), and the kids stay in the bunker with Cas to try and explore each other's abilities. (Since I hated the Michael-Lucifer nonsense of 15x19, none of that happens here. Lucifer doesn't go back and Michael doesn't betray them.)

- Jack finds out that he can push out all the energy he gathered for the bomb into a one-time-use blast. They find out that the baby can apparently enhance the power of whoever they're holding. And the new Eve apparently has traces of Godstiel/Leviathan still in her after being in the womb with them. (She also spends the time catching up with Cas because they've not seen each other for years.) Emma is just vibing there, adoring her powerful younger siblings and interrogating her father's...husband? Boyfriend? Ex? (She's still confused about their status.)

- This goes just like in S11, and they go all out and attack Chuck together until he's weak enough for Death's scythe. There's one shot where the kids are just holding hands to power each other for Jack to deliver a fatal blow. Billie is just around the corner, ready for the final blow, when Cas turns to Dean.

- "Dean, I need to say something." Cue the 15x18 confession scene, except this time Dean knows about the deal now. So the moment Dean realizes what Cas is doing, he tries to stop him.

- "Stop, please stop. Don't say it, you don't have to say it." Because of course, happiness is in just being, it's in just saying it. And Dean knows what true happiness would do.

- But unfortunately, Cas has to do it. (Billie talked to him about it, and her scythe won't exactly do a clean job with something as powerful as a Chuck-Amara hybrid. I don't know when or why they fused together since the bomb plan was cancelled, but it happened here okay? Yeah. So they need something that is guaranteed to be older and greater than God or the Darkness—the Empty. Billie can only go there, but she can't summon it to be on Earth. Enter Cas' deal.)

- Cas says "I love you," Dean reciprocates, they share a final kiss, and then Billie finally reaps God. The Empty arrives to take Chuck, and Cas shares one final moment with his kids before accepting his fate.

- Billie goes to the Empty to make sure the job was done, and she finally gives the Shadow the sleep that she promised. She uses her scythe on the Shadow, because death is the final slumber. (Of course, you can't exactly kill nothingness; she only destroyed an embodiment/personification of the Empty.)

- Post-fight. They're happy because Chuck is finally defeated but also...Cas. Before they even have the chance to process what the fuck just happened, Billie is back and she has Cas with her. "I just put the Shadow into sleep, so it's not like anyone would notice," she says. The problem is that Cas is still very much asleep. (He still has some grace here btw. Maybe he's not at full angel anymore, but he's not fully human either. There wasn't a need to cut out his grace without warning.)

- Dean and the kids crowd Cas' body. The baby's touch on Cas's shoulder (which burns a mark that parallels Dean's) is what wakes him up. Reunion kiss!

- Happy ending! Michael (with Adam) goes back to heaven to fix things, and they are very much implied to be a couple. Midam rights babyyyyyy! Gabriel goes back to roaming the world and occasionally visits the kids.

- Sam and Eileen organizes a hunter's network and organizes a bunch of safety protocols and rehabilitation projects with the help of the new Eve (which most monsters obey, key word most). Oh, and Saileen definitely swings regularly with Rowena (and occasionally with Gabriel when he's around).

- Emma decides that she likes hanging out with the Wayward Sisters better (and you know what? Good for her). The new Eve decides to hang out there often as well (whenever she isn't busy with monster diplomacy or something).

- When Jack finally feels safe and peaceful enough, he reverts back to his child form. The baby, who has been selectively mute this entire time, holds their brother's face in recognition and utters their first word, which is "JACK!" Dean and Cas cry in joy over this entire exchange. (That's his twin! He missed his twin!)

- They move out of the bunker to get their own house by a lake or something. Whenever the topic of pregnancy comes up again ("Dean, when do you want another baby again?"), they can now playfully joke about it and Dean says something like "Don't steal someone else's baby again, okay? The next baby to be inside you needs to be mine." They're both stupidly horny about the subject, I hate them so much.

- Whenever there's an important event, they all celebrate it in the bunker for the extra space (because their family is, indeed, very large). END.

There's something poetic to me about the Empty being the one that beats Chuck in this mpreg rewrite because technically, the Empty is the Original Womb that gave birth to God. It it the nothingness of potential, the dark water of pregnant beginnings.

All this talk about the Empty and stuff also made me stop and think about the metaphysics of spn. The fact that the Darkness and the Empty are two distinct entities says something interesting about the metaphysical reality of spn. It doesn't treat darkness as a mere absence of light, a mere nothingness, but rather a thing/substance of its own. It's a very Manichean kind of metaphysics as opposed to a Platonic/Neoplatonic one. (Oh, St. Augustine would probably have a blast trying to unravel whatever the fuck is happening with spn.)

The fact that it's also Cas' free will that brought upon God's demise? Delicious.

(If you're still reading, congratulations for finishing my very long spn mpreg rewrite. Why did you do this to yourself tho.)

(also apologies if I didn't give a name to Jack's siblings. I haven't thought of a good name for them just yet)

#spn #destiel #mpregpocalypse #long post #literally what the fuck is this post #aster writes #spn mpreg rewrite #tw suicide #tw mpreg

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Demon Rehab For Dummies

Summary: (Y/N) started seeing seven demons when she was 10. Through the years they all disappeared, all but one. Namjoon. A demon who has not so creepily, creepily, very creepily been in love with her for years.

Genre: fluff, crack, extremely minimal angst, idiots to lovers, romantic-comedy

Word count: 7384

Rating: Teen

Warnings: mentions of suggestive & kinky themes, a handful of cursing, a story with a plot but not doesn’t exactly have a plot, a stubborn (Y/N) who dismisses love confessions & genuine flirting, an unspoken confession

A/N: Hey! we're back, it's been a while. We're starting school in a while but it will be gamble if we'll be more active or not. Well... we ARE active but just not posting? Yeah, you know what I mean. This has been sitting in our drafts for a while now and we're posting it now... although it's pretty unedited, feel free to address any oopsies. Hope who ever finds this enjoys reading!

At the ripe young age of ten (Y/N) began seeing seven men. Which- would’ve (should’ve) freaked any kid out but you know (Y/N) is just kinda quirky like that so she didn't really mind much. The men were nice and played with her anyway, and the only weird thing was that sometimes they would bring her dead birds.

At age eleven (Y/N) noticed that one of the men was missing.It didn’t affect her much except for the fact that this particular one would help her find things and she’d lost almost all of her socks since he disappeared. Not to mention the increase of bug bites after he left. The darn things seemed like they multiplied exponentially after a month.

By twelve only two of the men had disappeared, at this point (Y/N) not only lived in sandals (she still couldn’t find her socks) but she also couldn’t explain why her hair was burning off every time she tried to straighten it (her lil demon friends didn’t want her to, you’d think after almost 3 years of having men following her around and telling her what to do she’d get with the program already.) Her dog her parents had given her when she was 9 started disappearing quite often after he left. He always came back with a single sock that would disappear the next morning.

By thirteen (Y/N) had developed a crush (more like unhealthy obsession) on one of the men, Namjoon. The third year was also the year when Jimin disappeared, taking all of her favorite shoes with him. That year she had prayed to whoever was listening because her parents really couldn’t afford to keep buying her socks and shoes, and because she definitely couldn’t afford to shave her head.

By fourteen, Hoseok, the man who had cheered her up whenever she needed it, had gone, leaving a tidal wave of bad luck in his wake. He had a great deal in keeping (Y/N) happy, although some of his antics made her want to punch him, it never turned out that way.

When she was fifteen no one left… except for the dog. Aside from that, the only thing that left was her social life (It wasn’t like she had one before but you know it was still a little rough). (Y/N) began to depend more and more on her demons. She had become great friends with the oldest, Seokjin, who cooked for her when her parents went on trips.

At sixteen Yoongi left and the nightmares began. And with the nightmares came the growth of (Y/N)’s relationship with Namjoon. Namjoon became her protector, along with sometimes Seokjin, who still cooked for her and cared for her altogether when she couldn’t.

At seventeen, (Y/N) was informed that when she turned eighteen Seokjin would be leaving, on account that they didn’t need each other anymore. (Y/N) had been torn up when he told her and even more when he left. He didn’t take anything when he left other than a piece of (Y/N)’s heart.

At eighteen, (Y/N) moved away from her parents house with Namjoon trailing behind her (He even had lil demon suitcases and everything,) following her every move.

“I really don’t understand why you had to follow me out of my parents house. I thought spirits are supposed to be attached to a general area…” (Y/N) took to unpacking a box in the small apartment she now lived in.

“(Y/N) how many times do we have to go over this, I'm a demon, DE-MON.” Namjoon clapped his hands with each syllable. (Y/N) rolled her eyes and flicked her wrist at the self-proclaimed demon.

“Demon, ghost, same thing.” She shrugged her shoulders, “same thing as to-may-to, to-mah-to.”

“It is not the same thing!” Namjoon looked at (Y/N) like it was obvious.

(Y/N) snorted, “Okay Casper.” She continued pulling out the items in the box.

Namjoon looked flabbergasted, “CASPER!?” Namjoon put a hand over his chest and widened his eyes. (Y/N) looked up at the demon with a raised brow,

“Geez Casper, why are you so offended? I’ve called you Casper before, Casper.” (Y/N) struggled to keep in her laughter, trying to keep a straight face as she looked at Namjoon.

Namjoon looked at (Y/N), “I think I shall simply cease to exist in your realm.”

(Y/N) looked back down at the almost empty box, “You wouldn’t do that, you love me too much, my dearest Casper.” She said in a singsong voice, “Oh hey I found a sock.” She pulled out said sock from the box, it had yellow stripes. :]

“I think Jungkook took the mate to that when he left.” (Y/N) threw the sock at Namjoon with a loud ‘FUCK!’

“I mean we could try and summon him to see if he’ll return your socks.” Namjoon shrugged.

“I wouldn’t even try.” She started putting the random items in their new places.

“You should put Juno on the window sill rather than the coffee table, I mean cacti do need sun.” Namjoon looked at the little green prickle plant.

“I’m sure if i didn’t tell you how to parent your child, it would’ve been confiscated by child protective services.” Namjoon crossed his arms and looked at Juno who had been (rightfully so) moved to the window sill.

“Casper- Juno is a cactus. There is no CPS (Cactus Protective Services).” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon with her own arms crossed over her chest and an eyebrow raised, “Now if you could- Can you please go unpack a few boxes?” (Y/N) shooed Namjoon away before her eyes widened and she added in, “NOTHING LABELED FRAGILE!”

“You know if we painted a wall or two in here, it would liven up the place so much…” Namjoon looked around the bland apartment, “Maybe an accent wall over here. A floor lamp over there. A new plant in the kitchen. It wouldn’t hurt you to give Juno some siblings.”

(Y/N) looked flabbergasted, “You want me to pop out another child?!”

“No I mean-” Namjoon’s eyes widened.

“-OUT OF MY WALLET?!? MY BARELY 21 DOLLARS!?” (Y/N) got her wallet out and zipped it open. She shook it in the demon’s face, about 26 pennies, 2 nickels, 1 dime, and a quarter fell out. It was followed by a single, folded, 5 dollar bill.

“I don’t think that’s 21 dollars, (Y/N)” Namjoon looked down at the floor, where one or more of the coins had caught onto his feet.

“I have a gift card.” She pulled out the cheap plastic, silver, $25 visa gift card (that didn’t have 25 dollars) with a bit of a struggle.

“How much exactly is on that gift card (Y/N)?” Namjoon eyed the flimsy silver object.

“You expect me to know- I mean probably more than 10 dollars!” Namjoon raised a brow at the statement. “Okay, maybe about 3.69.” Namjoon sighed, massaging his temples. (Y/N) bent down to put the money back into her wallet like a pigeon eating bread crumbs the old lady on the bench threw onto the floor.

Namjoon walked away from the pigeon-girl and grabbed a notepad and pen that was left on the kitchen counter. “We’re making you a to-do list.” He stated, clicking the pen.

“WE haven’t even unpacked all the boxes yet.” (Y/N) whined, pointing at the last large box in the middle of the hallway. Namjoon looked to where she pointed and shrugged.

“It says Christmas decorations.”

“EXACTLY! VERY. IMPORTANT.” she clapped her hands in between each word.

“It’s February.” He said.

“It’s still winter.” (Y/N) reasoned, finally done picking up the money. She plopped herself down onto the small brown couch.

“Okay so first off you need a job.” He wrote it down onto the notepad, the pen scratching being overlapped by a loud gasp from the human in the room.

“You dare ignore me?!” She yelled offendedly at the demon who glanced at her before looking back down at what he was writing.

“You also need to go to the supermarket.”

“I told you I barely have any money.”

“Your parents gave you some money.”

“Oh, you’re right.”

“And also, you should walk to the school and find a short route to get there.” Namjoon pulled out a literal map.

(Y/N) pouted, “I thought you were gonna walk me to all my classes to deter all the frat boys from coming my way…”

“I did say that,” he confirmed before continuing. “But I mean to get to the actual school grounds.”

“But we have a car.” She had drawnout the ‘but,’ trying to make her point that she didn’t need to walk.

“But you need exercise.” He reasoned, mimicking the way she had said her words.

“Are you calling me fat?”

“No.”

“Yes you are.”

“(Y/N) i’m not.”

“Yeah you ARE, Casper.”

“Would you PLEASE call me by my actual name for once?”

“Sure thing. Rap Monster.” She teased, the ground started shaking. (Y/N) let out a loud screech looking up at the demon who’s eyes were rolled back. “OH FUCK YOU!”

The shaking died down, Namjoon staring down at the girl who was now underneath the coffee table. “This is why you’re still here!” she cried.

“You want me gone?” Namjoon questioned, offendedly. (Y/N) army crawled her way from her ‘safe spot.’

“I DIDN’T SAY THAT!” She yelled, returning the offended tone.

“I’m out,” Namjoon pivoted on his heel, walking to the front door robotically.

“Noooo!”

“Will I ever see my socks again?” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon with hope, “I mean having shoes would be great too though.”

“What’s wrong with living in sandals? Birkenstocks are very comfortable.” Namjoon pivoted around with a candle in his hand.

“It’s winter.” (Y/N) frowned.

“You could always use mine?” He gestured to the shoes at the shoe rack at the front door. The ones that were closed toed…

“Your feet are too big.” (Y/N) looked over at the shoes, then looked down at her own feet, then at the demon.

“Size didn’t matter Last night with your sweaters?”

“That’s different, Namjoon.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

“Size.” Namjoon smirked.

“Different.” (Y/N) stood confidently.

“You know, you could always just go buy new socks?” Namjoon looked at her oddly.

“I usually wait to get them for Christmas, you should know this by now.”

“Independence.” He stated.

“You’re a hypocrite.” Namjoon let out a ‘huh?’ and (Y/N) continued, “You said independence when you’re dependent on me.”

“That isn’t my fault.” Namjoon raised his hands in defense.

“It kind of is though…” (Y/N) shrugged, Namjoon opened his mouth to retort but was quickly cut off, “I’m literally a rehab center for you.”

“Apparently you’re not a nicely rated one.” Namjoon shook his head.

“I’ve helped 6 other demons, Namjoon. You’re just being difficult.” (Y/N) poked his chest really hard before retracting her hand.

“Ouch,” he put his hand over his heart where she had poked him, “You shouldn’t be saying these things to your client.”

“I didn’t ask to get a client or even BE a rehab center.”

“The reason why you became a rehab center was because you decided that humans were ugly and disgusting.”

“The reason why you ended up with me was because you did something bad and you just now decided to be a good person and it’s not turning out well for you.”

“For your information, I could have left a long time ago.” Namjoon crossed his arms, with an audible exhale from his nose. He stared down at the rehab center.

“And why didn’t you, hm?” (Y/N) crossed her arms also with a raised brow. Namjoon kept quiet, debating how to answer, keeping eye contact as if it was an olympic staring contest.

“You.” He said. (Y/N) snorted, ready to insult the patient. “-would’ve starved to death by now if I hadn’t stayed with you until now.” He finished, (Y/N) gasped, reaching up and hitting Namjoon on the shoulder.

“You. Jerk. Get. Away. From. Me.” She hit him harder every word before waddling away into the hallway from the chuckling demon.

“No problem,” Namjoon disappeared with a veil of sparkles out of view.

(Y/N) thrusted open the door to her new bedroom. Continuing her waddle to the end of the full size bed. Facing the head board, she plopped the top half of her body onto the bed front first. Namjoon reappeared about 6 feet away from her with a loud poof and a burst of sparkles scattering around the room.

“Go away.” (Y/N)’s face was still shoved into the mattress, “Seriously shoo.” (Y/N) lifted her arm off the bed to wave him off.

“I won’t go. You can’t make me.” Namjoon walked towards the bed hesitantly, scared to get fucking murdered by his prison warden, “Move over. Give me some room.”

“Go sleep in my closet.” (Y/N) flipped the demon off.

“You’d prefer nightmares over your dearest Casper?”

“Yes.” Namjoon sat down on the bed, his knee almost hitting the girl’s head. “I thought I said in the closet.”

“And I prefer the bed.” Namjoon leaned forward and took (Y/N) by her hands and pulled her closer to himself with an annoyed groan from her. She was pulled until her head was laid on his chest, wrapping his arms around her.

“I hate you.” (Y/N) grumbled into her demon-pillow.

“I know.”

“You live because I allow it, and that is it to be my flesh pillow.”

“Okay, now sleep.”

“But why do you have to leave?” (Y/N) looked up at her bunk buddy, her chin was impaling the person’s chest.

“I have to. I'm ready to go.” Yoongi looked crestfallen, “They said I could have one more night. But then, when I leave, I can pass on my role.”

“Could you maybe not steal my socks?” (Y/N) pouted at Yoongi who chuckled in response. “This is a genuine request.” She said with slight seriousness in her tone.

“You don’t have any to steal anyways,” he rolled his eyes with an endearing smirk that replaced his dispirited look just seconds before.

“Ok just- don’t go stealing any of my clothing, I need it.” (Y/N) clicked her tongue, not denying the fact that she was sockless.

“I won’t. I don’t need your clothing.” Yoongi shrugged, “I might take your guinea pig though. Meatloaf is cute.”

“YOU wouldn’t DARE take Meatloaf from me.” She glared

“I can and I will.” Yoongi crossed his arms over his chest and looked towards the cage that housed Meatloaf. (Y/N) groaned, unlatching an arm that was sandwiched between the bed and Yoongi’s back. She planted her palm smack in the middle of the demon’s face, covering his view of the poor guinea pig.

“No.” She patted his face, Yoongi’s eyes now squeezed shut.

“I can lick your hand.” he threatened, his voice muffled and jumpy from the wacky hand.

“You’re gross,” she moved her hand up, now only covering his eyes and revealing a gummy smile from Yoongi.

“It’s sleep time,” he declared. (Y/N) whined in response, “I’ll be here in the morning to say goodbye one more time okay?”

“Promise?”

“Never said that,” he hummed.

“You jerk,” she groaned, laying her head sideways. Her ear over his heart, engraving the sound into her mind.

Like a cliche love story, (Y/N) woke up to no one but herself on the bed. Through groggy eyes, she could see that poor Meatloaf was gone too.

“I tried to stop him from taking Meatloaf I swear.” Namjoon uncrossed his arms from over his chest when he noticed that (Y/N) was awake.

“Did you really?” (Y/N) sat up in bed.

“I did, I swear,” he said immediately, “I have proof.”

“By proof, do you mean you broke something?” Namjoon took a deep breath figuring out whether or not to say yes or no.

“I… never said that.” He decided on dying, his words drifting off in nervousness.

“So… you did?” She concluded, Namjoon nodded slowly, his eyes down on the floor.

“Yea…” (Y/N) sighed, trying to find anger to cover up a tsunami of sadness that was approaching.

“It’ll be okay. We can summon him every once in a while. Maybe while we’re at it we can try to get your socks back.” Namjoon smiled and hoped it would make her feel better while the reality of things had begun to set in for him. All of the boys loved (Y/N) with all of their hearts but he was the only one willing to stay for the long run.

“I don’t think people want to go back to a rehab center, Namjoon.” (Y/N) let the tears begin to pour.

“(Y/N) it’ll be okay…” Namjoon went over to sit on the bed next to (Y/N), “Seriously we’ll get through this.” Namjoon put a hesitant hand onto (Y/N)’s shoulder and began trying to comfort her.

“I know- I know but-” (Y/N) sniffled, “Hold on, my mascara will run.”

“You’re not wearing any?-” Namjoon raised a brow and looked at (Y/N) like ‘bih-’

“Shush.” (Y/N) shushed Namjoon before shaking off his hand and placing her head on his shoulder.

“You know you can’t prevent me from getting a boyfriend forever.” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon before continuing to pack her bag for school.

“I can and I will.” Namjoon slung his own bag over his shoulder. He was definitely a professor.

“You can’t make me be single forever.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes and slung her backpack onto her shoulders.

“Your preferences in men are horrible (Y/N), I'm not trying to prevent you from getting a man.” Namjoon said in a matter of fact voice, moving and opening the front door, letting (Y/N) pass through before he walked out behind her.

She scoffed, “maybe you should hook me up with someone, maybe then you can leave rehab.”

“I miss Meatloaf,” Namjoon said solemnly, changing the subject.

“Why do you always change the subject when I bring up my love life?” (Y/N) complained, stomping her foot as they walked down the hallway of the apartment building toward the elevator.

“Do you think Yoongi will respond if we try to summon him?” He ignored the question.

“Hey Joon? Is your dick ribbed? I heard all the demon dicks were ribbed.”

Namjoon stopped in his tracks, putting his feet together and staring down at the human with a face screaming ‘what-the-fuck?’ (Y/N) had a boxy smile on her face, waiting for a response. “Who the fuck did you hear that from?”

“A fanfic I read, it was a group called DTS,” she shrugged. “Is it right though?” she leaned forward slightly in high expectations.

“Well-” Namjoon paused, “uhhh…” his eyes darted around. “Mine… isn’t.”

“Damn- that’s really disappointing,” (Y/N) frowned, throwing down an imaginary hat onto the ground and continuing walking with Namjoon following behind her.

“Why is it disappointing? You’re a virgin.” Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

“Why would you think I’m a virgin?” (Y/N) looked offended. They stopped in front of the closed silver elevator doors, Namjoon hit the down button before responding.

“You literally had no social life in middle and high school and depended on demons who were attached to you by force in order to not lose your ability to speak in English.” Namjoon raised a finger, “Plus I’ve known you since you were ten and unless it was before that… I would know.” He slipped into the elevator, turning around and walking backwards. A know-it-all smirk plastered on his face while (Y/N) had an annoyed look on her own.

“Can we just- stop before we start arguing about my sex life?” She marched forward into the elevator like a preteen going into their room after an argument with their parents.

“How did you even become a professor?” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon confused. “Couldn’t you have just you know… poofed yourself from people’s view when I go to school?”

“I need something to do while you’re in class. I might as well teach asshole frat boys how to do business math amiright.” Namjoon chuckled.

“I mean… you can just be the ghost you are and haunt me n’ stuff?” (Y/N) suggested, “I mean you already do that, Casper.”

“That’s Professor Casper to you.” Namjoon laughed too hard at his own joke.

“Ew,” (Y/N) cringed. “I’d rather call you Daddy Casper.”

“Only in the bedroom.” Namjoon looked at the human.

“Sex doesn’t always have to be private.” (Y/N) stared back at the demon, flipping her hair back. “Wait- are YOU a virgin then?” She asked, bringing back the topic from earlier, but this time about Namjoon.

“Classified.” Namjoon glared.

“So you ARE a virgin?” (Y/N) snorted a laugh, “And you call yourself a demon.”

“Not all demons are incubi or succubi, your demon-racist.” Namjoon accused.

“I am not demon-racist.” (Y/N) looked up at the tall demon, “I’m human.”

“You’re not a human, you’re the personification of the word ‘dumbass.’” He said, poking the proclaimed dumbass on the forehead.

“Rude of you to assume what I am, Casper.” (Y/N) smacked away his hand and pushed Namjoon not so gently on the shoulder.

“Now you’re the hypocrite,” Namjoon glared, “Professor Casper.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes, “Daddy Casper.”

Namjoon frowned, “If you’re so persistent on not calling me Professor, then just Daddy works fine.”

The girl shrugged, “I’d prefer to just call you Daddy Casper, but without the Daddy part.”

“But what if I want to be called Daddy Casper.” Namjoon wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as they walked through the gates of the school, the walk soon enough would be coming to an end.

“Woahhhh down bessie.” (Y/N) lifted her hands and moved them in a downward motion, “Save it for the student who’s gonna try to fuck you for their grade.”

Namjoon laughed again, “You say it as if it won’t be you trying to fuck for an A.”

“I don’t get how an idiot like you got a job as a professor.” (Y/N) punched Professor Namjoon on the shoulder who was still laughing at the insult he pulled out his ass against the girl.

“I don’t know how an idiot like you got into college.” Namjoon rubbed his shoulder and then pushed (Y/N) back with a grin on his face. The bell conveniently rang, ending the conversation and forcing the pair to speed their way over to the classrooms.

“You know I saw one of the sorority girls eyeing you, I think we’ve found our fuck-for-a-grade person.” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon, “You wouldn’t fuck her right?”

“I would never fuck one of my students.” Namjoon looked at (Y/N), “Plus I don’t like cheerleaders, I like depressed freshmen who can see demons and that double time as rehab facilities.”

“I am not a rehab facility. I am a struggling freshman.” (Y/N) clapped at Namjoon.

“No you’re not a rehab facility, you’re my rehab facility.” Namjoon smiled cheekily, “And the way I see it you are not a struggling freshman, you live with a professor that helps you with most of your homework.”

“Eh- The one thing you don’t help with is stress relief.” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon, “The least you could do is let me go out and find a boyfriend.”

“You HAVE a boyfriend.” Namjoon looked at (Y/N) seriously.

“WHERE? WHO?” (Y/N)’s eyes frantically searched the room.

“HERE! ME!” Namjoon pointed at himself and then widened his eyes.(Y/N) looked at Namjoon with a raised brow, her frantic eyes stopping and looking the demon up and down.

“I didn’t know you had a rental-boyfriend service?” (Y/N) said in genuine shock, “I don’t have any money though so-“

“You don’t have to rent me.” Namjoon scoffed, “I’m right here and I cost no money.”

“I don’t take charity work, sorry.” Namjoon groaned and covered his face with a hand.

“You’re literally the most stubborn person I know.”

“I’m trying to keep my single streak here, thank you very much.”

“Wait so we aren’t dating?”

“You thought we were dating?”

“You didn’t think that?”

“You like me?”

“You didn’t know?”

“I mean- you never said it-”

“I literally said it seconds ago, (Y/N).”

“Well yeah, seconds ago I guess but I mean before?”

“I literally confessed to you when we were looking for apartments to move out of your parents house.”

“When?-”

“What about this place then?”

“I like it.”

“More than you like me?”

“No.”

“Good.”

“Are you questioning my love for you?”

“Bitch, maybe I am.”

“You shouldn’t.”

“Why shouldn’t I be questioning it then, hmm?”

“I’m literally helping you look for a home that we both will move into.”

“That proves nothing.”

“Bitch- If that doesn’t say ‘I LOVE YOU’ I don’t know what does.”

“Oh, I don't know. Maybe saying ‘I love you’ straight up?”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

“I love you.”

“Nice.”

“Ohhhhhh.” (Y/N) smiled, “You meant that?”

Namjoon looked at her with a blank face. She stared back waiting for an answer that didn’t come.

“So… you do mean it?” She confirmed it herself. The demon nodded slowly, waiting for her to process it.

“(Y/N)? You good?” Namjoon waved a hand in front of her face.

“You know,” she started, finally having rebooted her system. “There’s a lot of things wrong with this relationship. First of all, you’re a demon and I'm a human.”

“Not the first time I've heard of that type of relationship.”

“Secondly, you’re supposed to leave soon considering you’ve delayed it enough. Even using my personified dreamcatcher as compensation to stay longer.”

“I’m pretty sure at this point, they’ve given up on trying to get me back.”

“Third of all, it’s weird that you’ve literally known me since I was ten.” She held up ten fingers, “How old are you again?”

“Not that old for a demon,” he shrugged.

“Exactly. For a demon, thank you for proving my point.” Namjoon went to retort but (Y/N) continued. “Fourth, teacher and student relationships are weird.”

“People roleplay it in the bedroom?” Namjoon shrugged once again.

“Exactly,” she said again.

“It’s technically not weird since you’re not my student though. You’re definitely not a business major so…” Namjoon weighed the pros and cons of being caught with a student even if said student isn’t even one of his.

“I’m an English Major- BUT that’s besides the point. You’ve still known me since I was ten.” (Y/N) poked Namjoon’s chest.

“Hey it’s not like I was creeping on you when you were a kid…” Namjoon raised his hands in defense.

“No you just started creeping on me when I was around sixteen.”

“It’s more acceptable than pedophiles!”

“You’re like three hundred!” She exclaimed, she threw her hands above her head to

“Add about seven-hundred years to that.” Namjoon added with slight hesitation.

(Y/N) stood there, mouth agape, trying to do the mental math.

“You’re one-thousand?!”

“Give or take some.”

“I- I’m going to remove myself from this situation.” (Y/N) walked away.

[:] I ran out of image things, so we get text from now on. [:]

“Maybe I should start sleeping in the closet.” Namjoon voiced his thoughts as he was grading papers one night.

“You don’t have to sleep in the closet.” (Y/N) looked at the demon from across the kitchen table.

“The closet is comfortable.” Namjoon shrugged before voicing his concerns about the student’s work, “I’m pretty sure this student is gonna try to suck my dick for an A. This work sucks ass. How did she even get x=34? The answer is x=0!”

“I’m bad at math, don't look at me.” (Y/N) jotted a note down on her work before closing her notebook.

“But anyway- Back on track. Why do you want to start sleeping in the closet?” (Y/N) raised a questioning brow.

“Because the bed is awkward now.” Namjoon sighed before writing a bold ‘10/35’ down on the paper and circling it. (Y/N) glanced over at the paper that was marked red at every inch of it.

“You should put ‘see me after class’ on it. Maybe she’ll suck your non-ribbed demon dick.” (Y/N) suggests as she puts away her notebook. Namjoon’s fist hit the table in annoyance with a loud sigh that definitely said ‘i’m not getting some dumb bitch to suck my dick.’ The girl snorted, “Geez, no need to be so rough on the table.”

“Stop bringing up my non-ribbed demon dick.” Namjoon glared across the table.

“You admit that it’s not ribbed? That’s rough, man.” (Y/N) sighed sympathetically. “Some people are into that, you know.” Namjoon facepalmed, a bit too harshly, a loud smack echoing in the cramped apartment. “No need to be so rough, Casper.”

“You’d probably like it rough, and why the hell are you so bent on the fact that my dick isn’t ribbed?” Namjoon glared, moving onto the next student’s paper.

“We’ve taken the god damn BDSM test together, Casper. You KNOW I'd like it rough.” (Y/N) said in a smart-ass tone, knowing for a fact that they’ve done the test before.

“That shit lies,” Namjoon declared, “I’m not a bottom.”

“We know sweetie, we know. The test did you dirty.” (Y/N) weighed her options before ultimately deciding not to cross the room to comfort her demon. “But you know, the test DID have some direct questions-”

“You mean like the golden showers?”

“Ew, why would you even bring that up.”

“You said ‘direct questions.'” Namjoon shrugged.

“That question was traumatic.” (Y/N) shuddered, “But anyway, You can keep sleeping in the bed. It’s only awkward for you. Plus you can’t even be a demon dreamcatcher from a closet.”

“I can and I will. Now go get ready for bed. I'll join you in a bit. I have to email the kids' advisor.”

[:] Oh wow, another spliter [:]

“What’s awkward about this?” (Y/N) asked, ignorant to the fact that it was very awkward. Her legs were wrapped around the demon’s waist, who was laying down as straight as a log uncomfortably.

“Everything is uncomfortable.” Namjoon tried to push (Y/N) off of him.

“This is where you’re wrong,” (Y/N) states. “Your chesticles are very comfortable.” She furthered her point, by moving her head and weirdly nuzzling her cheek into his chest.

“(Y/N) get off of me.” Namjoon was now really uncomfortable.

“No.” (Y/N) pulled Namjoon’s log-body closer.

“Please?” Namjoon wiggled some more, “Seriously (Y/N) get off.”

“No…” (Y/N) held Namjoon tighter, “Imma go sleep now.”

“Ok (Y/N).” With that Namjoon pushed (Y/N) up and off of him and climbed out of bed and into the closet.

(Y/N) whined, “Nooooooo!” She looked at the closet through her eyebrows. “Are you hiding something from me?” She accused the demon.

“Excuse me?” Namjoon opened the closet door a bit.

“Oh my god- are you a closet gay?” She gasped loudly.

“WHAT?” Namjoon looked at (Y/N) from the crack in the doorway.

“It’s okay! You don’t need to use a fake confession to hide it from me.” She comforted the demon, “I will support you 1000 percent.”

“I’M NOT GAY!” Namjoon wiggled around in the closet before emerging from the space.

“Okay okay- but just so you know, there’s nothing wrong with being gay, Casper. Closeted or not.” She hummed, her words being muffled as she slowly put her face into the mattress.

“It’s been awkward since you basically called me a cradle robber, you stubborn piece of shit.” Namjoon blushed at his confession.

“I thought you didn’t care about that earlier.” (Y/N) looked back up, taking a deep breath of air after almost suffocating herself.

“Well I did.” Namjoon huffed out the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

“Well that sucks,” (Y/N) said blandly, “I was thinking of saying I love you.”

“The fuck- wait,” Namjoon’s eyes widened.

“Night night.”

[:] Cockadoodle-Doo it's morning [:]

The next morning came around quickly for (Y/N), though I wouldn’t say the same for Namjoon. Having him overthinking the “postponed” love confession from (Y/N). Meanwhile, though the night was quick, the morning dragged the girl by the toilet paper stuck at the bottom of her shoe.

Frown plastered on her face, seemingly deep in thought. She was unmoving in her seat aside from her wrist moving to stir the half eaten cereal in front of her. Namjoon sat across from her, “You can stop thinking, you’re going to hurt your head.”

The insult snapped the girl out of her concentration, she looked up and clicked her tongue. “I was just thinking about you. You want me to stop doing that?”

Namjoon raised a brow, “Depends on what you were thinking about.”

“I was wondering if we could summon the boys,” (Y/N) smiled before continuing, “Maybe get my socks back…”

“Are you saying you’d enjoy the company of your socks more than you with me?” Namjoon asked rhetorically with a shocked expression. (Y/N) gagged and rolled her eyes.

“Namjoon…” she said with a honey coated tone. “Are you saying you don’t know that I know you’ve used MY socks before?” The accused had a shocked look on his face that looked like he was on the verge of throwing up.

(Y/N) started snickering, amused by the demon’s expression. “As if I'd use your cheap ass yellow striped socks,” Namjoon aimed his nose at the ceiling. The girl laughed harder, finding the insult to her socks a bit too amusing.

“Okay, back on topic,” she said in between giggles, “We’ll get back to this later.” Namjoon shook his head, unamused unlike the person across from him.

The offended sock insulter cleared his throat, “We should have enough time before we need to go to the school to summon one of them.” He said in a factual voice, (Y/N) nodded as she took a glance at the time that read 7:23 am.

“What did we need again?” She got up from the stool she sat on, abandoning the poor soggy cereal. Namjoon got up also with a hum of thought.

“Candles and a lighter are the main things, obviously,” He says. (Y/N) nodded going into one of the kitchen cabinets for the items. “And if we’re summoning all of them, we’d need offerings…” Namjoon drifted off.

(Y/N) put down the candles onto the marble counter and looked at Namjoon questionably, “So… we need another hamster and dog?” This made the demon pause before nodding slowly, the situation becoming a bit more difficult than it needed to be now.

“And then what about Hobi? What he took wasn’t exactly… a physical object?” She also put it into consideration and clicked her tongue. “I’m still mad at you for sacrificing my literal source of happiness and good luck for yourself.” Namjoon’s jaw dropped.

“I thought we were past this!” He threw his hands up in the air, (Y/N) flipping him off simultaneously.

“Maybe you were,” she sassed, pointing fingers with a half assed glare.

“Technically, it wasn’t a sacrifice, (Y/N).” He said, crossing his arms.

“Well-” She was cut off by the demon.

“Nuh uh, It was just him choosing to leave and wanting to stay,” he snapped, not in a harsh way though.

“But-”

“You know what, let’s just try and summon them another day. I don’t think it’d work anyways.” Namjoon said, dismissing the topic by waving his hand, taking a glance at the tree outside.

[:] Wooshy flash back time I guess [:]

“Why are you still here?” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon, “I mean weren’t you supposed to leave this year?”

“I was supposed to leave instead of Hobi last year. I asked to stay.” Namjoon was sitting nonchalantly in one of the lounge chairs in her parents' living room reading the book she was supposed to be reading for school.

“Why didn’t you leave when you were supposed to?” (Y/N) looked at the demon, a look of confusion evident on her features.

“Who else is supposed to write your book reports for school?” Namjoon smirked while holding up the book before going back to reading said book.

“Then why did Hobi leave? Did he not want to be attached anymore?” (Y/N) began to tear up.

“It’s not that. I asked to stay because I felt I wasn’t ready to leave yet and Hoseok felt he was ready to leave. Most of the time, we leave when our time comes (Y/N). Hobi and mine were at the same time and I wanted to stay so I stayed.” Namjoon smiled at (Y/N).

“But why didn’t Hobi want to stay?” (Y/N)’s tears were flowing freely at this point.

“(Y/N)! Are you crying?” (Y/N)’s mom came rushing downstairs to investigate why her only child was crying.

“I’m fine.” Even (Y/N) wasn’t convincing herself, “Really Mom, I’m just over exhausted. I’m gonna go up to my room.”

[:] And back to the present :) [:]

“Are you almost ready to go?” Namjoon popped his head into the bedroom, “We have to leave soon if you want to be on time for school.”

“I’m almost ready, relax. And don’t you have a class to teach and a non-ribbed dick to get sucked by that one bitch for an A?” (Y/N) scoffed from where she was printing an essay that Namjoon had written the night before.

Namjoon started counting down from five, “Five- You better fucking get your ass in gear or you’re gonna be late. Four- Seriously (Y/N). Three- Professor Howard can’t give you another pass just because he likes you. Two-” Namjoon got cut off by (Y/N).

“I’m ready, asshole.” (Y/N) looked at him, “You better not let that bitch Brianna suck your dick.”

“I won’t let her suck my dick!” Namjoon raised his hands in defense, “What about my toes though?” (Y/N) looked at the demon with a face of disgust and looked at him from head to toe.

“Are you Namjoon or Taehyung?” She squinted, looking at his face.

“It was a joke!” Namjoon smirked, “But I'm sure she’ll do it for an A anyway.”

“I’m done with this conversation Casper.” With that (Y/N) slung her bag over her shoulder and left.

“Hey wait!” Namjoon grabbed his own bag before speed walking after (Y/N).

[:] Professor Casper or Daddy Casper? [:]

“SO.” (Y/N) sat down across from Namjoon in his office, “Rumour has it that you’re dating a cute english-lit major and are up for evaluation. What say you in your defense?”

“I mean I am dating a cute english-lit major. But I’m not up for evaluation, I used my demon charms to get out the punishment.”

Namjoon looked at (Y/N) seriously.

“Did you actually?” (Y/N) gaped at Namjoon.

“No. I explained that dating you is punishment enough.” Namjoon smiled, his dimples popping.

“Bastard.” (Y/N)looked at Namjoon.

“Bitch.” Namjoon smirked at (Y/N) before leaning over the desk and kissing her on the forehead, “I love you.”

“Good.” (Y/N) blushed.

There, through the window of the office, there were 6 peeping toms watching the couple.

“Adadada-uda,” Taehyung stuttered, “THEY’RE SO CUTE!”

“This looks like it’d turn out like a straight porn video on the hub,” Yoongi says bluntly.

Jungkook looked at Yoongi, “Ew straight.”

“Moving on,” Seokjin cleared his throat, “Does anyone remember when (Y/N) said I love you back?”

A series of “No’s” could be heard.

“Maybe we weren’t watching!” Jimin raised his hands, “But when were we not watching?”

“Oh I know!” Hoseok interrupted, “When they split up because of classes earlier. We left Yoongi hyung in charge just in case something happened.”

“I took a nap and must've missed it.” The guilty demon shrugged.

“No, (Y/N) definitely isn’t someone who confesses straight up.” Seokjin said, stroking his chin. The rest nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, that's why she didn’t have a man when we were still there.” Jungkook snorted.

“No JK, we all know the reason why (Y/N) was always single. Was because she was pining after Namjoon.” Jimin stated the obvious.

[:] Damn. Imagine having someone to kiss in public. Or at all. [:]

“So how do you reckon the staff caught onto us… I mean PDA really isn’t our thing.” Namjoon looked at (Y/N), “Who have you told?”

“I haven’t told anyone!” (Y/N) frowned, “Maybe someone saw us go home together? I bet it was that bitch Brianna. She gives off the stalker vibes.”

“I’m not gonna let her suck my dick.” Namjoon looked at (Y/N), “And she’s already failing my class so even if I did let her suck my non-ribbed punisher, she still would probably only have a D-.”

“Hey- I thought we stopped referring to your dick as non-ribbed.” Namjoon raised a brow, making a face that said ‘you’re-the-one-who-started-it.’

Reading his expression (Y/N) glared at the demon, “Technically you’re the one who started it because you freely admitted it freely.”

“What makes you find out the hard way that my dick isn’t ribbed?” Namjoon looked at (Y/N) suggestively before flopping namtiddie first into the couch.

“I think I would've preferred finding out the hard way.” (Y/N) flopping onto Namjoon’s hard back.

“So I can’t even have the couch to myself?” Namjoon groaned before realizing what (Y/N) meant by ‘finding out the hard way,’ “Are you saying you rather had found out in the heat of the moment after having prepared yourself for a ribbed demon dick?” Namjoon leaned his head up to bump (Y/N) who still had her fat ass on his back, “I can’t breathe, get off.”

(Y/N) rolled off of Namjoon before plopping herself down in front of Namjoon, “That’s exactly what I am saying.”

[:] Smh stalkers at every moment [:]

“And I got a big fat ass!” (Y/N) shook her ass while singing off-key.

“Your ass is everything but big, baby.” Namjoon passed (Y/N) to reach for the garlic from the spice cabinet.

The girl turned and looked at Namjoon with an offended look, “You know. As my rental boyfriend, you’re supposed to be nice.”

Garlic forgot, Namjoon turned to (Y/n) and grabbed her waist, “I’m not your rental boyfriend and you know that.”

(Y/N) laughed, “Okay go off I guess, not my rental boyfriend.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes before pushing Namjoon away.

“Woman,” Namjoon placed a hand over his heart, “You wound me.”

(Y/N) turned around and smiled at her demon, “I could argue that you’re the one that wounds me.”

“I do not wound you.” Namjoon scoffs, “But I could very well wound you if you keep saying i’m a rental boyfriend, love.”

“Well we wouldn’t want you to wound me now would we,” (Y/N) smiled up at Namjoon before leaning in and placing a quick peck to his lips, “I love you.”

Namjoon smiled before returning (Y/N)’s peck with a chaste kiss, “I love you too, baby.”

*Meanwhile from the dining room 6 men were watching from not so afar*

“Hyung! Hyung! Did you see that!” Jungkook excitedly pointed towards the couple in the kitchen.

Yoongi groaned, “See what?”

“Le gasp! How could you have missed that!” Taehyung held a hand over his heart, “(Y/N) initiated affection for once!”

Jin smiled, “It really was adorable.”

[:] Oh look, you're at the end. [:]

“Every kiss begins with consent.” Namjoon wiggled his shoulders while grading papers at the table.

(Y/N) smirked before leaning over the table and planting a large whet kiss on Namjoon’s cheek.

“Rude.” Namjoon scoffed before pulling (Y/N) in for a proper kiss.

“You know that kiss didn’t have much of my consent in it.” (Y/N) smiled before leaning in for another kiss.

“I don’t think I consented to that either though.” Namjoon smiled.

“Get back to work baby.” (Y/N) nudged Namjoon towards his pile of papers.

“Yeah yeah.” Namjoon smiled before looking down and putting a big red ‘F’ on a paper clearly marked Brianna Simms.

“When will she just drop the class?” (Y/N) chuckled, “Dumbass.”

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[futurebicon]

Omgomgomg!!! Pt2 to the last one would he very appreciated, that clif hanger was mean!!!

(Obviously only if you feel like writing it, no pressure love your writing)

Okay wait. I got this out so much quicker than I thought I would.

CW- anxiety, unplanned pregnancy, teen pregnancy, mentions of sex, mentions of abortion (NO ABORTION) ((completly pro-choice though))

“Why do you guys look like the ghost of Christmas future just told you you’re going to fail the SATs.” Sirius teased when he opened the door.

“Babe that is not at all how the movie works” Remus told his husband. “But really, what’s going on?” He asked.

Jules opened their mouth but all that came out was a sob.

Remus caught them when they collapsed into him.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Remus soothed. “What’s wrong, J? What’s wrong?” He rocked them and soothed down their hair, bending down and scooping them up into his arms.

Jules could do anything except choke on their sobs as Remus brought them over to the couch.

Jules didn’t calm down for nearly half an hour.

When they finally started to come back to themselves they reached their arm out for their boyfriend.

“Try to breathe, sweetheart.” Marc kissed their forehead.

“You tell them?” They pleaded quietly. “Please.”

Marc nodded and pressed his lips to Jules’s forehead again to give himself time to take a deep breath.

“What’s going on?” Sirius asked.

“Um,” he took a breath “Jules is pregnant.”

It went silent and Jules choked out a devastated sob.

“Hey, hey. No.” Remus rubbed their back, “Its okay. It’s alright. It’ll be okay. No need to apologize kiddo.” He said as they rushed out apologies.

“Marc,” Sirius nodded towards the kitchen.

‘He’s going to kill me’ was his first thought before he realized that he just wanted to give the siblings some space.

“I’m so fucking sorry.” Marc breathed out once they were out of ear shot.

“Don’t apologize but- dieu Marc, how in the absolute hell. Don’t- I know how. I meant-“

“I know. And we were careful Si, we were so, so careful. They took their birth control on time every day, I always wore protection, I even pulled out most of the time, I don’t know how it happened. I’m so so so sorry.” Tears gathered in his eyes.

“Come here.” Sirius opened his arms. “Viens ici”

Marc shuffled over to the older man, sobbing as soon as he was wrapped in the nearly forgotten scent of his older brother.

He realized that he hadn’t had time to process what was happening. His sole focus had been on Jules since he first bought the pregnancy test.

“I know this seems really, really fucking scary” Sirius held him. “But whatever happens, whatever you guys chose to do, we’ll support you, okay?”

Marc nodded against his chest as his sobs died down.

“I love you, Marc”

The words he hadn’t heard him say in god knows how long brought back a new wave of tears. “Love you too, Sirius.” He choked.

~~~~

“Who all knows?” Remus asked once everyone had calmed down.

“Just you guys,” Jules leaned against Marc.

“Do you know how far along you are?”

Jules and Marc looked at each other.

“I think 3 or 4 months. Maybe, uh, maybe 5.” Jules winced. “That’s the last time I got my period.”

“Alright, we need to make an appointment for you.” Remus said.

“What!” Jules sat up. “But we haven’t tal-“

“Not that type of appointment.” Remus rushed to reassure them. “Not unless you decide that that’s the best option. I meant a regular doctors appointment.”

“Okay” Jules relaxed.

“While he’s doing that we have to talk about telling our parents.” Sirius told them.

~~~~~~~~

“I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I really can’t do this.” Jules paced the room. “Marc I can’t do this.”

“Lovey,” Marc grabbed their hands gently. “It’s going to be alright. Your brothers are talking to them now and we’ll tell them once they’re done. It’s going to be okay.”

“What if they don’t want us to keep it?”

They had talked for days about what their decision would be. After hours upon hours of research and thought they decided that they wanted to keep it.

And after Sirius and Remus took them to their doctors appointment (where they confirmed that they were in fact nearly 6 months pregnant) and they both heard the heart beat and saw their baby they knew they were keeping it.

“You two ready?” Remus walked in. “It’s going to be okay.”

“Not at all ready but it has to be done right?” Marc said.

“Yes it does.” Jules gripped his hand and walked downstairs.

“What’s going on?” Hope asked.

“Remus and Sirius have us worried.” Dumo told them.

“I’m pregnant.” Jules rushed out in one breath. “I’m pregnant and I’m 5 months along and we decided to keep it and I am so, so, so, sorry” they choked.

Their vision blurred with tears as they were immediately wrapped in hugs and words of comfort.

Part 3 and the split off part 3 coming sometime

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[phynali]

another post about the secret good supernatural that lives in my brain

where’s that interview or convention quote from mark sheppard about how he wishes Rowena had been Crowley’s ex-wife instead of mother?

i absolutely love Rowena and Ruth O’Connell did an incredible and fantastic job with bringing her to life, but i do feel like that’s the world’s most Valid critique. 

and i kind of get that the show’s later seasons really like to dabble in the parenthood narratives, with Rowena, with Mary, with the Jack storyline, with Lebanon. what does it mean to be a mother/father/parent, and how do we do the best by our kids? what happens when we fuck up? what happens when we’re selfish? how do experience being a person and a parent when those are in conflict?

but i don’t see how making rowena into crowley’s mother really added to any of those conversations, tbh. 

if anything, them as exes would give a lot more weight to her, y’know, killing her (other) son at the end of s10. obviously she’s got this “i hate that i can’t hate you i hate that i love you” maternal thing with crowley but what if she was killing her son and crowley was thinking about the kid crowley had all those years ago who also gets resurrected when rowena is around and who crowley has to let go of, right? i mean what if that was both their kid? what if they had to mutually watch him die? what if that’s why they hated each other in the first place? what if crowley made that stupid childish deal he did just to punish himself for rowena leaving him after their son died and he blamed himself and meanwhile rowena went and got herself invested in witchcraft in a vain and failed attempt to bring their kid back and everything about them went to shit - 

god, i want this so badly now?

and i see why they might not have wanted to reduce all their stories to siblings or lovers, why other dynamics keep things fresh, but i think exes who still get along but also can’t stand one another but also love one another but are never, ever getting back together and that’s for the best but also if you lay a finger on him i’ll kill you only i get to kill him - 

well i just think that’s a bit more interesting than what we got? especially with lucifer thrown in the mix and the obvious infidelity feelings. right now lucifer and rowena reads as abusive romance but they didn’t lean into any paternal dynamic between lucifer and crowley, like it’s just pure debasement on an equal level, and they obviously just did not know or were too afraid to tap the very disturbing familial parallels they could have setup there so why even paint themselves into that corner? 

why not setup lucifer and crowley as romantic rivals, neither of whom actually want rowena or a relationship but both of whom play tug-of-war with the loyalty and allegiance of women because they’re awful people (devils, literally) and why not have rowena’s narrative involve rejecting all of that bullshit and overcoming the inherent misogyny. not to say there’s not some of that in her maternal storyline as well but it’s - empty? in comparison (by which i mean delivery). and much better explored with mary in s12.

and the samwena vibes would be so fascinating!! if rowena was crowley’s ex the show might have actually dug into crowley and sam’s super interesting and massively under-explored dynamic because the weird jealousy and territorialness would be so goddamn fun!! 

“no i don’t want to be with her but no she is not allowed to flirt with you what the hell do you mean you’re the one destined to kill her oh fucking no you aren’t that is my job she broke my heart and i am the king of hell, not you mr boy-fucking-king-who-abdicated so you will pry the right to kill her from my cold dead demon hands i will save her life just so you don’t get to kill her you bastard - “

come on! 

right now samwena and crowley was super under-explored as it is, and at minimum we 150% deserved crowley being cheeky with sam for having chemistry with his mother and sam being a little flustered/unsure how to respond while inevitably sassing crowley back. please. it would be so weird. you cannot convince me that the crowley we know and love wouldn’t have deliberately flirted with mary just to see sam’s eye twitch and for dean to break a tooth by tensing his jaw too hard. i mean it wouldn’t work because mary hates demons almost as much as sam but it would be in character and it would delight me, personally.

anyway i also saw someone else comment that when rowena was introduced the witchcraft in the show went from super fucking dark (how it was introduced to the show in kripke era, then left mostly untouched in s6-9) to pretty purple sparkles and tbh that’s so true and also dull? like rowena was legit introduced in the process of reading a book and drinking tea (or wine?) while two guys bled out slowly on her ceiling held up by her dark af magic and by the end she’s just ...  doing spells that sam and dean have no moral compunctions about using? dabb do you know what horror is as a genre why did you change the genre of this show in its final 3 seasons? why did we not get to retain the dark and demonic aspects of witchcraft? 

i am so disappointed at how they watered down so many different things with rowena and final note she absolutely should have fucked sam literally any other character behind the bookstacks except gabriel omg.

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