#please somebody let me tell them about this holy fuck

[urfriendlywriter]

fluffy prompts for characters pining on each other :)

(ackkk 8th, 9th, 10th. and omg 17th onee >\\<, feel free to use, tag meee when u writeeee <3 @urfriendlywriter )

"don't smile at me like that !"

grinning stupidly whenever they compliment you

their gaze often goes to your lips.

holding hands to comfort you

crouching to your eye level while they cup your chin, wiping your tears, "tell me what i can do for you." "stay."

"do you want to dance?" they lean against the doorframe, a pause before walking towards you with a fond smile, "if you insist."

"" I love that you are you when you are with me ""

"make me."

^ "wanna bet? i will." [IM *DEEP BREATH* *DIES*]

"if you had the guts, [name], you would have kissed me." "you think something is stopping me from doing that right now? :)"

"is that so? *subtly smirking*"

"what's your ideal type?" "you."

constantly touching. always finding reasons to touch each other.

"can you both just kiss and make up-" "*both of them* [NAME]-"

finding someone flirting with your crush, but all they have is eyes for you, and on you

"can i kiss you?" "took you so long to ask."

almost kissing. but somebody walks in. "HOLY FUCK, ABOUT TIME THIS HAPPENS! I'M SO SORRY, PLEASE CONTINUE-" they grab your jaw and kiss you infront of them.

feeling hot all over the place after the kiss ) #)'?&)%+#

"let me-- *adjusts your hair while cupping your face*--and we're good to go. shall we? :) "

the hug after the confession. the warmth it gives!!

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[jsluvtzu]

location

im nayeon x fem!reader

summary: there’s no point in hiding, she already knows.

cw: hs!au, smuttt, mentions of killing, cursing, nayeon is soso jealous, men dni

wc: 2.7k

a/n: this took forever to come out i’m sorry!! but jealous/possessive/toxic nayeon.. i need you…

“wait, so you’ve never gone anywhere without letting her know first?”, your friend was appalled at hearing how nayeon kept tabs on you at all times.

“no, never. i always have to call her first and tell her exactly where i’m going and when i’m gonna be back home. it’s fucking ridiculous.”

you were beyond frustrated with your girlfriend’s possessive nature and borderline stalking.

“well.. except for today.”

“holy shit?? she doesn’t know you’re here? what if she kills you..” your friend’s eyes widen at her sudden realization, “what if she kills me??”, she points at herself and watches as you smack your forehead and lean back against her couch, cackling at her ridiculous question.

“mia, she’s not gonna kill you, relax. she’s just a little protective.”

honestly you were trying to convince both her and yourself. there was always a small possibility that your girlfriend could actually kill somebody.

you knew how carried away she got when it came to you.

—

nayeon was the captain of the cheer team. the popular superstar who ran the social scene at school. she was always getting hit on by random boys and no matter how many times she rejected them, they always came back desperate for more.

people basically kissed the ground she walked on, willing to do anything to please her and make her fall for them. it was an honor to get even a second of im nayeon’s attention.

you however, couldn’t care less even if she was in the same class as you.

in your 6th period physics class, being able to have nayeon as a lab partner was like a dream come true. boys would swarm her desk like bees immediately at the mention of a partner lab, but you never understood the big deal behind it.

of course you thought nayeon was pretty.

her daily pinked-out outfits, perfectly styled hair, not too heavy makeup, and the skin-tight cheer uniform she wore every friday. everything she wore accentuated her proportions insanely.

she was beautiful, but losing your mind over her like everyone else was just pointless to you.

you had one person you were willing to be friends with out of the whole class. mia.

she was just like you. normal and not nayeon obsessed. the two of you always stayed towards the back of the room and kept to yourselves. nayeon noticed that.

well more specifically, nayeon noticed you.

she noticed the way your hair was always a little messy, your oversized shirts always had a little wrinkle to them, your pants were always too baggy, and your worn out converse were caked in with dirt and childhood memories.

she could fix you.

when nayeon first approached you about her overdue homework in the halls, you acted as if she was bothering you instead of granting you the privilege of her presence. it wasn’t the usual interaction she would have with somebody.

unlike the rest of the school, you were the only one able to make eye contact with her and not fold in half.

for the first time, nayeon could have a genuine conversation with someone without being treated like a celebrity.

you were special to her. and she wanted you all to herself.

when you two started dating, word spread around like wildfire. everyone wanted you dead.

the football team threatened you everyday, calling you a lowlife loser and confidently describing the ways they would steal nayeon away from you.

it’s not like you were worried about nayeon being “stolen” from you. it was bound to happen given her popularity. but nobody knew that it was actually nayeon who was worried about you being stolen from her.

she was terrified of losing the one person who could actually love her for who she is and not just what she looks like.

nayeon was worried about one person in particular. your friend, mia. you were always oblivious to the fact that she had a slight thing for you.

the subtle touches here and there, the way she complimented you, the way she looked at you. it was all just platonic to you, but to nayeon, she was a threat.

now imagine how she feels when she finds out you’re suddenly at mia’s house. alone with her.

—

there was a random movie playing in the background while you both sat on the couch sharing a blanket, talking about your girl problems.

mia listened to you with a heavy heart, knowing she could definitely treat you better than nayeon can.

“is she just protective or is she crazy..? i mean you deserve to go places without her knowing your whereabouts 24/7 right? it’s your life, you can do whatever you want. if i was your girlfriend, i wouldn’t be so fucking insane.”, mia was disappointed at how long you’ve had to put up with this.

“hey, she’s not insane okay, it’s all just new to her.. the whole authenticity thing with another person. she doesn’t know how to handle it yet.”

you were slightly offended at mia’s harsh words about your girlfriend, but you agreed with her nonetheless. it was draining having to constantly tell nayeon where you were all the time.

a sudden buzz on your phone made you jump and freeze at the fear of facing your reality.

nayeonie 🎀 1m ago i’m outside.

“what is it, y/n?” mia asked with a hint of concern in her tone, seeing how your demeanor changed.

“she’s.. outside.”, your heart dropped reading your girlfriend’s text, scrambling your brain together to figure out how she tracked you down.

“what do you mean she’s outside??”

“i don’t fucking know, mia. okay?! she just found out somehow, and now she’s fucking here.”, you didn’t mean to yell at her, but your anxiety overtook you.

“i have to go.”

you threw the knitted blanket off your legs and grabbed your bag, racing out the door without saying another word.

nayeon’s car was parked along the curb and her almost illegally tinted windows blocked you from seeing her face.

you slowly walked towards her car, clutching your belongings tightly. a weak attempt at stopping your heart from beating out of your chest.

when nayeon was angry, it was like a flipped switch. she became explosive and aggressive.

but surprisingly, when you opened the door, nayeon kept her eyes straight ahead. she didn’t say a word to you. she had her left arm hanging loosely over the top of the steering wheel, and her right hand gripping the gearshift, fingers tapping a frantic beat.

you were afraid to break the silence. the atmosphere was suffocating and filled with nayeon’s concealed, but obvious irritation.

“how.. how did you know where i was?”, your leg bouncing restlessly and your voice hoarse from nervousness.

nayeon didn’t respond and that only worried you even more. usually she would be screaming in your face about something like this, but today? pure silence.

“nay.. answer me? please?”, you turned to look at your girlfriend and saw her stoic expression. you hated this. you would rather just hear her go off on you instead.

“i’m sorry for not telling you, okay? i just needed some space.”

nayeon slammed down on the brakes and your whole body jerked forward. your mouth fell open, shocked and unable to form any words. you were just glad it was a secluded road with no cars behind.

“space? you just needed some fucking space?”

nayeon stared daggers into your soul, her eyes darkened by her jealousy.

she pulled over to the gravelly side of the road, taking her key out and clicking off her seatbelt.

somehow she appeared on your right side in the blink of an eye, yanking the door open and forcefully grasping your arm.

nayeon peeled you out of the seat, simultaneously opening the backseat door with one hand. she guided you forward until you reached the perfect spot for her to shove you down into the hard leather.

you winced at her roughness and caressed your head in pain, composing yourself enough to sit up and scoot yourself back against the window.

“thought you could just go to some other bitch’s house and i wouldn’t find out hm?” nayeon slid into the seat behind the passenger’s and slammed her car door shut.

she was smiling like an absolute psychopath. her face contrasted her words drastically between her soft tone and bared teeth.

“was the ‘space’ you needed in her bed? huh? needed some space between your fucking legs?”

nayeon surveyed the skimpy clothes you wore, messing with the thin fabric of your skirt.

“you even dressed up all nice and pretty for her baby. you were tempting her weren’t you? hm? just wanted her to see all your pretty parts?”

nayeon rubbed her warm hands along the length of your legs to the insides of your thighs, squeezing them lightly on the way up.

“please can we just talk about this, nay. i don’t wanna fuck right now.”, you were trying so hard to fight back the urge to give in when you felt your girlfriend’s hand get dangerously close to your clit.

nayeon hummed and moved her hands up to your waist, rubbing her thumbs over whatever was exposed from your tight crop top.

“but there’s nothing to talk about, is there, pretty girl? you knew this would happen. you knew i would find you.”

nayeon moved to the middle of the seat and grabbed your legs, pulling you over to straddle her lap. her hands flew to your ass, rubbing and grabbing at your flesh under your skirt, making you whine.

“nayeon, i’m serious. i’ve never told you mia’s address before, you’re fucking scaring me.”, your hands wrapped freely around her neck, feeling her warmth radiating against your fingertips. your faces were impossibly close together in her cramped car and your lips grazed each other faintly.

she smiled at you again. “i have my ways, sweetheart.”, nayeon leaned in to kiss you, but you pulled away.

“i’m not giving you anything until you talk to me.”

you weren’t going to deny the fact that you were unbelievably horny right now, you just wanted to clear the air beforehand.

“i don’t think you have much of a choice in this position, angel.”

throwing your head back in annoyance was a bad idea.

nayeon took that opportunity to attack your pulse point with her soft lips and wet tongue.

her arms held your body tight against her, locking you in with no escape.

your whiny moans only gave nayeon the primal urge to nip and suck on your perfume soaked skin.

she kissed her way down your throat to bite the point of your shoulder and ran her tongue back up to your ear, whispering in a deep, raspy voice that sent chills down your spine.

“g’na mark you all up for that desperate little bitch to see exactly who you belong to.”

bruises and bite marks immediately formed on every inch of your neck, evidence of your girlfriend’s sadistic message to mia.

nayeon shifted her hand underneath your skirt and palmed your pussy through the damp fabric of your cotton panties, cooing and mocking you for being turned on by her teasing.

she kept one arm wrapped around your lower back, her middle finger tracing circles lightly around your clothed clit.

soft moans escaped your lips and you found yourself subconsciously grinding against nayeon’s hand.

“aw, is my pretty baby getting all needy for me? does she need me to fuck her that bad?”

you nodded your head and whined in nayeon’s ear, trying your best to sound as sweet as possible.

nayeon’s lips made contact with your neck again, sinking her teeth into your flesh, driving you absolutely crazy.

she quickly moved your panties to the side, giving herself free reign to make you feel good.

she ran her fingers through your slit a couple times before inserting herself inside you slowly.

nayeon’s fingers were long. everytime you compared hand sizes, the length of them next to yours triggered the most sinful thoughts in your mind. the way she could palm your full asscheek with one grab drove you crazy with need.

the tips of her two fingers kissed the deepest part of your cervix when she bottomed out inside of you. she kept her movements still and allowed you some time to adjust to her length.

you let out a drawn out moan and brought your own hand down to grab at nayeon’s wrist.

nayeon pulled out of you slowly, staring at you with nothing but lust in her eyes.

when she left your pussy feeling empty, you mewled and gave her your best puppy eyes, pleading for her to continue fucking you with her stupidly long fingers.

“please.. just fuck me already, please baby, ‘need you..”, your hips chased her fingers in search of your own pleasure, but to no avail. nayeon just tsked at you and gripped your hip to stop you from squirming.

“you know what i want, sweet girl.”

it took you a moment to realize what she was asking for, but you quickly remembered how much nayeon liked to watch you fuck yourself on her fingers.

you nodded and sank yourself down slowly onto nayeon’s digits, keeping eye contact with her the whole time. you forced your eyes to stay open, letting out short, breathy moans.

“that’s it baby, that’s my girl.”, nayeon praised you as you moved your hips in a rhythm, riding her fingers and pressing your forehead against hers.

“just keep looking pretty like this for me. fuck.. all for me. you’re all mine, right baby?”

your eyes were squeezed shut, but you could tell that nayeon’s gaze never left yours. her tongue running across her lips, licking them to keep herself together.

she helped you out by thrusting her fingers in sync with your movements, matching your pace. your clit landed perfectly on her flexed palm every time you lowered your core back down.

“yes, fuck- ‘m all yours nay- only yours.”

nayeon could tell you were getting close when she felt your walls tightening around her and your pace getting sloppier.

“yeah? you mean that?”

“mhm, fuck- nobody else can fuck me like this. god, you feel too good-“

you were so, so close to cumming. the built up pleasure in you was ready to release, but nayeon had a different idea in mind.

hearing you reaffirm that you were hers made it incredibly hard for her to control the urge to just fuck you senseless, but she didn’t want you to have that sweet release. not after the stunt you pulled. you were just lucky she was even touching you right now.

nayeon snatched her fingers out just when you were at the edge of your high, steadying you with both hands back at your waist.

“aw, did my dumb little baby really think she was gonna cum after she tried to be sneaky like that? poor thing..”, she was taunting you now by slapping your clit harshly, knowing it would make you finish anyways.

you gripped at nayeon’s shoulders, bunching up the sleeves of her shirt in your hands and hiding your face in the crook of her neck, mumbling out small apologies in between choked whimpers.

nayeon heard another alert ring on your phone. you were too fucked out and tired to be aware of it, so she hugged you with one arm and leaned forward to reach for your phone in the cup holder up front.

she typed in your password and went to your messages to see a text from her.

mia 🧸 2m ago u good?? hope ur gf didn’t get jealous or wtv lmao

your “gf” laughed at mia’s audacity, tapping the camera icon next to the message bar.

“smile for the camera, baby.”

nayeon lifted your head off her shoulder and adjusted the strands of hair that stuck to your forehead with sweat, angling the phone to capture every freshly purple mark she left on your neck and your cutely flushed face.

you heard the sound of the photo being sent and looked down to see nayeon with a big smile on her face, typing something along with it.

“ 'd you really have to do that, nay?”, you shook your head at her while wiping the sweat off your top lip.

“it’s either this, or i kill her and her whole family.”

and she meant every word.

#twice imagines #twice x reader #twice smut #kpop x reader #kpop gg #nayeon x reader #nayeon smut #im nayeon

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for insisting on an apology?

☆I'M SO SORRY THIS GOT WAY TOO LONG☆

(Ok tbh I feel like I already know the answer, but I'd like some other opinions just in case. Also, I kinda need to vent, sorry)

(ALSO- I tried to post this on reddit AITA and holy shit are they picky about submissions- this story got deleted because "no interpersonal relationship problems allowed". WHAT possible conflict situation would not be interpersonal? Can you even have a AITA submission that isn't interpersonal?)

My mom is a premium member of a casino and she found out that the casino was having a BBQ for the premium members and their guests. So she wanted us to go.

Except she didn't find out about this BBQ until the day before it would happen and I had work that day and since my shift had long ended, I would not get a chance to talk to anyone at work about switching shifts and I don't have anyone's number to ask. So my mom decided for me that I should just call out.

Now here's where I might be TA (but I feel like what happened after could earn me back some points)

I was pissed off at the fact that she didn't even ask if I wanted to go or if I was ok with calling out or if I even COULD get someone to cover. She just automatically told me to call out, like I have to listen to her. (I'm over 18. I am an adult) I didn't appreciate that she just decided this for me like I was a child and told her so. This lead to a big fight where I cussed at her and called her a bitch and told her to go fuck herself (not my best moment) and told her to go to this stupid BBQ alone. (I genuinely meant that part about going alone- at least somebody should enjoy it. Also, she's my ride, so I was willing to be stranded with no way of getting anywhere if it would enable her to enjoy her party.)

After I calmed down, I told her I'd be willing to call out if she absolutely insisted. She said no, it was fine and I ended up going to work as usual.

Almost.

About an hour before my shift ends, she shows up AT MY JOB and tells me to ask my manager if I could leave.

No! It doesn't work that way! I work retail. As far as I know, no retail job will let you leave early unless it's an emergency. She worked retail, she knows the drill. So I tell her to think of a legitimate reason why I'd have to leave and I'd tell my lead that. (Luckily I had a lead I was pretty chill with that day and she was like why is your mom here? And when I explained the situation, she was like "yeah I don't really care if you leave, but I need you to make up a legitimate excuse for when [our boss] asks why you left.")

She couldn't think of a reason, and after humiliating me at my job, she left without me noticing and I finished my shift. (It was a very busy and stressful day, even without my mom pulling that shit)

She surprisingly picked me up when my shift was over and we went to the dinner and were able to make it in time and had a nice dinner, so all of her stunts were wholly unnecessary.

She had sent me several long and vicious texts while I was at work that I didn't see until much later in the night. I will quote some of the more vicious ones (text message will have 《》 around them my personal thoughts on the text will be after with *) omitting personal info:

《You are a 26 year old loser [my name] stuck at a dead-end job that you've been doing for almost 5 years. A little bit of a rush shouldn't phase you like it does and you should be able to ask to leave a few minutes early- why can't you?》

*Name-calling is unnecessary and rude. She is constantly putting me down and calling me a loser and insulting my job, like she doesn't also work retail. So it's no wonder why I hesitate to jeopardize my job to please her.

[Context- one of the reasons I couldn't leave, other than the fact that retail Doesn't Work That Way is that I had a huge rush of customers and had to straighten up my department that I was working alone. I was closing and it would be extremely obvious who had left the department a mess and I would get in trouble for it.]

《Who left you with that mess? I overheard them [my leads] talking and they didn't sound like they thought you were being left with anything. They thought you should've handled it and can't do your job if that was a problem.》

*This one really got me and I was VERY glad I didn't see this text while at work, because I probably would've had some kind of meltdown. I honestly do not know how long she's been doing this (probably my whole life) but recently I've been noticing that she keeps trying to plant seeds of doubt and paranoia in me. Mostly by telling me that people are talking about me behind my back and/or judging me. Or telling me that my friends don't actually like me. Another example that I caught recently was her telling me that when I go to retail stores as a customer, she notices other customers and the employees staring at me, judging my hair/outfit/whatever. I immediately thought this was total bullshit, but just in case I was wrong, I paid extra, EXTRA attention to everyone around me when I was out in public to see if anyone was pointing, whispering, looking at me, doing anything to suggest judgement and I honestly did not see a single person even glance at me. I have unnaturally colored hair, so I expected at least one glance, but I got nothing. Side note rant over.*

I'm not going to quote the last text, as it doesn't have any specific quotes that provide any context. She just demanded that if I am not out of work by 5:01 (exactly 1 minute after my shift ends) then she is leaving me stranded and that I need to get my friend to pick me up.

*which....I live in her car. If I hadn't been out on time, I would've been completely stranded at night, with nowhere to go and no way to get there, which as a female, is unbelievably dangerous. It is also incredibly rude to demand that my friend, who doesn't work with me and has his own life, should drop everything and come pick me up and....what? Take me where? I'd probably end up having to stay at his house, which is very rude to basically guilt him into letting me stay at his house for the night*

SO after the dinner, I read all these texts and I was furious and insisted that she apologize to me for 1. Causing a scene at my work 2. All of that nasty shit she said to me in the texts and 3. For blaming me for ruining her plans when even after I went to my shift, we were still able to go to the dinner, so all of the stunts she pulled were entirely unnecessary.

She literally laughed in my face and called me delusional (for...wanting a verbal apology....) and when I doubled down on demanding an apology, she called me a delusional cunt and I still have never received an apology to this day.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[nkirukaj]

The Radio Demon & the Billboard Doe (10)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! OC

Warnings: Swearing; Sexual implications?

Genre: Angst/Fluff (& Humor!)

Word Count: 8.1K

10. Mother

“I have a question!” Voe runs into the parlor, shouting

They look towards her “What is it Voe?” Charlie asks

“What month is it? Please tell me what month it is!”

Charlie strokes her chin and thinks, not knowing the names of months

“You died in March right? So that would make it….September?” Vaggie chimed up

“Holy fuck!” Voe falls face-first on the couch

“What?” Angel leaned over her with his lean frame

She lifts her head up from the couch “It’s almost time,”

“For what?”

“For…the rut”

The others are quite confused “The what?” Charlie asks

Voe sits up “The rut. It’s the name for mating season.”

“Okay,” Angel says “What’s the problem?”

“This is my first year here, my first year as an animal, I don’t know how I’m going to to react to the unending biological desire/need to breed.”

“It’s not really that bad,” Angel plops down on the couch “I mostly take it in stride.”

Voe sits on the arm of the couch “You don’t get it. I’m a horny degenerate on the regs. Imagine that, plus animalistic desire or need.”

“What do you mean you’re a ‘horny degenerate’?” Charlie questions

Voe blinks at her “I mean I’m horny like all the time.”

“Are ya horny now?” Angel raises his brow. Voe looks away not answering the question. “Oh you little slut,” he grins 

“Just a little, just a little!” she dips her head in her hands “I don’t know what I’m going to do next month.”

Angel puts his hand on her shoulder “Why do you just, I don’t know. Fuck somebody?”

“This will be an uncontrollable rampage, Angel.”

“Then fuck a lot of somebody’s. Isn’t that what you did when you were alive? Just do it now.”

Voe looks up and thinks “Where am I finding people down?”

“It’s Hell toots. I guarantee that if you went on live and asked ya, little followers, if they wanna fuck you, they’d all say yes. Or at least half of ‘em. Or…..” He raises his eyebrow

“What?”

“Ya don’t really have to go that far to find somebody to fuck toots.”

She tilts her head in confusion “What do you mean?”

“There’s someone you could fuck the floor right above you,” he teases

She scoffs “Oh don’t waste my time,” Angel laughs

“What?” Charlie questions

“Ugh, he’s talking about Alastor.” Voe rolls her eyes

Charlie gets excited “Ooooh, that sounds interesting tell me about that. You like Alastor?”

“I don’t think anyone likes Alastor,” Vaggie says under her breath

“Yup she does,” Angel answers for her

“No!”

“Yeah, she does!” Husker calls from the bar 

“Until you make me a fruity drink I don’t wanna hear a word from you!” She points at the cat, who winks at Angel “And can you guys lower your voices, because I don’t want him to hear you.”

Angel puts his arm around her “Why, because you’re scared he’ll reject you?”

“Yeah, why?” Charlie asks

“Because if that cocky bastard thinks I have a crush on him, he will never let me hear the end of it!” she whispers

“But don’t you?” 

“No!” she puts her head in her hands again

Angel and Husk both nod silently at Charlie while Voe isn’t looking

“Well Voe, I think that if you do like him. Not saying that you do, but if you do then-“

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Vaggie!” Charlie glares at her girlfriend “If you like him,” Voe glares at her “Or anyone! Then just be yourself and tell them. Anyone would be foolish not to like you! Cuz you’re so amazing!” Charlie ends the pep talk with a bright smile

“Thanks, Charlie, but I don’t need that advice. I know that already. Ugh, I’m going to my room. Fuck you guys.” she flips the men off and exits the parlor.

_________________________________________________________

When Voe comes down to the parlor at night to raid the fridge, she’s wearing her pajamas. A big shirt that just barely covers her tail, shouldn’t be an issue because no one was down here at this time. She opens the fridge. She loved having it be the only light on the entire floor. Sometimes she stood in the fridge and ate, other times she took the food to her room.

After taking about another cold pan of jambalaya from the fridge and placing some on a plate, Voe’s ears twitched at the quiet sound of floorboards creaking. She stops her movement instantly, searching the darkness to find nothing. She relaxes her shoulders only to be startled into screaming when she turns to close the fridge and sees the tall red demon standing on the other side of the door, just barely bathed in light.

“Ahh, what the fuck!” she jumps backward, fists bared

Alastor only chuckles at her shock and fear “Don’t mind me, continue on with your plans.”

Voe turns on a lamp, which only covers a small area, but it is enough to see him at least. “This is the second time I’ve seen you down here. Why are you always down here in the dark?”

“These are my nighttime activities. It seems you were the only one unaware of that.”

“You don’t sleep?”

“Not if I can help it. But the real question is, why are you always down here?”

“What?”

“You come down here every night at this exact time to take food from the fridge and eat, why?”

She blushes “How do you know that?”

“I hear you,” is what he said, but the truth was that he smelled her “Now do tell me why. I was beginning to get offended at your aversion to my cooking.”

“Your cooking is fine.” he raises his eyebrow “It’s good. Great I guess, whatever.” Alastor smiles and waits, expecting more. Voe inhales “I just don’t like eating in front of people okay, geez.”

“Why not?”

She rolls her eyes “Is that really even your business?”

“Fair enough, I’ll mind my business. But I did approach you for a reason.”

“Yes?” She asks getting increasingly irritated

“This afternoon I will be taking a walk around the city, would you like to accompany me?”

Voe widens her eyes in confusion “Is that a joke?”

Alastor seems playfully offended “I think that it is very clear when I’m joking.”

“You want me to go on a walk with you, why?”

“Sometimes it’s nice to have company,”

“Yeah, but me?”

“Yes,”

“Why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I thought you didn’t like me.”

Alastor shrugs “I told you my opinion of you has changed,”

“So you do like me?”

“Would you like to come or not?’

“Sure.”

“Lovely,”

Voe stands up straight “But you do like me then?”

“I’ll see you at noon. Goodnight, my dear.” Alastor once again dissipates into shadows

When noon arrived Alastor stood at the door, dusting off his sleeves, waiting for Voe to come downstairs.

“Ooooh Alastor, what are you getting into today?” Charlie bounces over to the Overlord

“Just going on a walk, my dear.”

“Nice! Get some fresh air! What are you waiting for?”

“I’m waiting for my walking buddy, of course!”

Charlie is confused “Your walking buddy?”

Voe comes rushing down the stairs with her super speed, causing papers and anything not nailed down to get blown back by the wind she created. When she stops in front of Alastor and Charlie she lays down her flowing sundress and fixes her hair, which is down today.

“I’m not late!” She says to Alastor

“Right. Okay, we should be going now!” as they both exit the doors

“Wait, you two are-?” the Princess’s voice is cut off by the sound of the door slamming

They are walking in silence, their heels clicking on the pavement. The sounds of crackling fire and screaming sinners fill the air for them. Voe looks around at the sky and notices all the demons that jump away or light themselves on fire when she passes with Alastor. She looks up at him and he sports a closed-lipped smile as he looks straight ahead. They pass the area that she fell into when she first arrived, still remembering how her face hurt when she landed on it.

“Ooh that’s where I melted those guys’ faces,” she says to herself looking off the path

“Hmm?” Alastor questioned, looking down

“No, I just said that’s where I melted those guys faces,’”

“Look at you, coming into Hell and starting chaos” He looks back up ahead

“I didn’t really start anything. If anything, I just added to it.”

“And finished it?”

She looks up in thought “I suppose,”

They continue on in silence until reaching ‘Cannibal Town’, which Voe reads off the sign. She notes how all the residents have creepy smiles like Alastor’s and pitch-black eyes. He leads her into a building filled to the brim with sinners and once inside he says

“Excuse me for a moment, I have to go say hi to a friend,” and disappeared into the crowd instantly

Voe didn’t like being left alone in situations where she only knew one person. Now she was hoping nobody else noticed her because she was not prepared to talk to anyone else at this time. She made herself busy by looking at the displays of fingers and hands. Do they not take the nails off when they eat them? Wait. Do they eat these…raw? She mulled over the thought of eating raw meat, and it sent a disgusting shiver down her spine. 

Alastor returned with a tall lady, dressed in old-fashioned clothes and a rather large and ostentatious hat, black eyes, and the same grin as everyone else, although on her it wasn’t so creepy. Voe was slightly intimidated by her stature and presence, she radiated confidence, joy, and respect.

“Alastor I do enjoy your visits, but you know I’m very busy. You can’t just keep showing up here unannounced,” she said to him

“I love stopping by to see you! And I wanted to introduce you to someone new in Hell. I believe you’d like her,”

He leads the woman over to Voe, who waves shyly. “She’s one of the hotel residents and I invited her to come on a walk with me. A darling doe named Voe.”  He gestures toward her

“Hi,” she says

“Well hello! Look at you, so pretty!”

“So I’ve been told,” she flips her hair, flattered at the compliment. She laughs at the doe’s brazenness 

“And Voe, this is my good friend Rosie, one of the few Overlords more dangerous than me,”

“This new generation of sinners is something else. Alastor, what are you doing with this pretty young thing?”

“Calm down, we’re just going for a walk! I wanted to come see my friend!”

Rosie puts her hands on her hips “And you brought her? Why?”

“She’s one of the least annoying friends I have.”

“Friends? Haven’t heard you use that word in a while!”

Voe is also shocked by his use of the word ‘friend’. She wasn’t aware that that was the kind of relationship they had at this point. Shocked, but pleased.

“I just wanted you to meet the newcomer. She’s pretty famous, she goes by ‘Voe the Beau’.”

“Alastor you know I don’t frequent the interwebs!” She laughs and turns to Voe “Very nice to meet you ‘Voe the Beau’,” she bends down to be eye-level with the doe.

“I’m sorry, but you are literally Mother right now,” Voe says to Rosie

Rosie is shocked and confused by her statement. She looks to Alastor who is just as, if not more confused than she. Voe is smiling giddily so Rosie shrugs it off “I suppose I’ll take that as a compliment,” Voe nods profusely

“I do have a question,”

“What’s that?”

“Do you eat this stuff raw?”

“Well of course! It’s the only way to eat it!” 

Voe looks around “But why?’ she asks “Like, if you cook the flesh you’d still be cannibals. So why eat it raw?”

Rosie glances toward Alastor and rolls her eyes “I started getting this question nonstop nowadays. This new generation!” Rosie waves her off “Now Missy, we’ve all got our own tastes, we can eat however we want,” She leans down to her again

“Okay,” Voe blushes “Yes Mother,” she says under her breath

Voe feels a yank on her tail, she turns around to see a young child behind her. A warmth in her chest arises and her heart swells. She loves children.

“Hey! You have a tail!” the child says

“I do have a tail indeed,”

“Can I pull it?”

“Well, no. But I can play with you and your friends if you like.”

She’s dragged away by the child to sit on the floor in a circle of cannibal children, tossing around the bone of a leg they had all just shared

“Guys!! We didn’t save the lady any leg!”

Voe smiles “Oh no, I’m perfectly fine, you don’t have to share with me!”

“I have a finger I can share!” spoke a different child

“My mommy gave me a toe!”

“I’ve got a whole foot!”

Voe was grinning at her absolute limit, trying to convince these kids that she was satisfied as they tried to get her to eat one of the limbs they had spared. Alastor stood in the same spot watching as she got lost in the crowd of children, his smile softening slightly as he inhaled and exhaled deeply.

“What do you think of her?” he says to Rosie

“She seems like a nice girl. What do you think of her?”

“She’s quite tolerable to be around, yes?” he says without looking at her

Rosie pursed her lips “Now Alastor, why’d you really bring her to me?” she spoke from behind him

He snaps out of his little trance “Whatever do you mean, Rosie?”

Rosie looks as though he’s trying to play her for a fool “I thought for sure I had you pegged, and there you are, surprising me again!”

“What are you talking about, my dear?”

“Nothing,” she surrenders, holding up her hands “It’s just,” she whispers in his ear “You’re starin’ a little more than usual.”

“Something about her, I just can’t put my finger on it.” 

Rosie nods next to him, knowing exactly what he means before he does

On their walk back, Alastor pointed out a tea shop “Would you like some tea?” He asked her

Voe wasn’t exactly paying attention when she heard his request “What?”

“Would you like some tea?”

“Uh sure,” They walk into the tea shop and he orders one for her “Oh right, you don’t like tea.”

“Oh, you noticed?”

She looks up at him “Oh, well yeah.”

“Mhmm.” He looks up again taking the tea when it’s handed to him. They walk out and he passes it to her, grazing her fingers as he does. She can feel the sharpness of his claws on her knuckles

She holds the tea with both hands and looks up “You’re being nice,”

“I suppose I am,”

“Why?”

“Why not?”

They keep walking “You’re not normally nice,”

“Would you rather me be mean?”

She smirks, “I’m not sure,” she sips the tea “Holy fuck that’s good as shit!”

Alastor chuckles at this reaction, his pupils lowering to view her gulping down the hot tea. They continue walking in silence as Voe plays with her wrist, and tugs on her ear, growing restless.

“Why did you want me to come on this walk?” she finally burst

“I do believe I already told you why,”

“But we just walked there and now we’re just walking back. Like, we’re not even talking!” she drinks more of the tea, her brows furrowed

His pupils are on her as he continues to walk forward “That is what I invited you to. A walk.”

Voe pouts as she finishes her tea, holding the cup until she can find a trash can “That’s boring as hell,”

Alastor shrugs as they continue to walk

“Are you a cannibal?”

Alastor rolls his eyes, knowing she wouldn’t be able to stay silent for long “Yes,”

She widens her eyes “So you eat other people?”

“That is the definition, darling.”

She stares straight ahead, in shock for a moment “So did you get something from where we were?”

“No, today I’m in the mood for venison.”

She looks around in confusion “Isn’t that deer?”

“Mhmm,”

Voe starts snickering somewhat randomly, and Alastor stops to look at her, wondering what was so funny. When she sees him staring, she says “Of all the meats you could prefer, you found a way to be a cannibal, twice!” Alastor smirks at the somewhat amusing coincidence

“I suppose that is funny,”

“So like, were you that tall in real life or…”

“Why?”

“Because everyone is like a giant or a tree. I’m trying to figure out what the fuck happened to me.”

“Perhaps that is part of your punishment,”

“I think my punishment is growing fur on my legs, and having my ears on top of my head now. How am I supposed to listen to music like this??”

“Don’t think about that, think about how adorable it makes you look, little doe.” He pinches her cheek 

“Yeah, I know.” There’s a beat of silence before Voe chirps up again “You know you’re cute too.”

He does not respond to this. It has been quite a while since someone has dared to call him ‘cute’, especially to his face. 

“Do you think you’re attractive?” Voe piped up again. 

“I believe that I am wonderful.”

“That’s not what I asked you,” she scoffs 

He takes a moment to think “I suppose I do find myself attractive.”

“Hmm.” She smiles, humming to herself

Alastor looks down, pleased by the interaction.

When they arrive back at the hotel, Alastor stops her before she enters the doors.

“I’d like to discuss something with you, my dear.”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“I require something from you.” Voe raises her brow “This will benefit both of us,”

“Mhmm?” she responds “What is it?”

He approaches, standing as close as he possibly can “Give me, your soul.” Voe widens her eyes “And I will teach you to control your powers, and I will protect you. It’s quite a good deal really.” He bends down to meet her eyes.

Vera sticks her hip out, thinking “No.”

“No?” Alastor is shocked “What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I mean no. I am not giving you my soul.” 

“Why not??” He questions, growing annoyed “I’m offering you protection and power.”

“A soul isn’t something that you can put a price on. I plan to own mine for eternity. Alastor’s eye starts to twitch “Why do you want to own me anyway?”

He looks away, not wanting to confront her gaze. “It’s really nothing my dear. It’s just a soul. You’re not using it.”

“If it’s nothing, why do you want it?”

“Because I’m willing to protect you.”

“But I didn’t ask you to.”

“I know, but we are becoming friends now, at least that’s what I thought you wanted, so I’d like to protect you.”

She smiles sarcastically “Ah, yes the age-old rule of friendship, one has to own the other.”

“Now now, I think you are misunderstanding the lack of value that your soul has, right now, it’s just a burden. Let me take that burden from you.”

“Of course, and you’re being so altruistic by helping me out.”

“Well, what’s the big deal? Angel gave his soul away and he’s doing just fine,”

Voe scoffs “Yeah, right. He is clearly miserable, no matter how much he lies to me about it.”

“Ah yes, being the most famous adult film star in Pentagram City is misery.”

“Oh don’t be dense! You know Valentino is weird. And not in a good way!”

“He is a bit feminine-“

“That is not what I meant!”

“What do you mean, my dear?” Alastor’s eyes pierced into her

Voe closes her eyes “What I am saying is that my soul is important to me, and I need to know why you want it.”

“To help you! Isn’t that what I said?” He tilts his head

“Okay, then give me yours.”

“You’re not powerful enough to take it,”

“That shouldn’t matter if you give it to me.”

“Why would you want my soul?”

“Why not? It’s just a soul. It’s a burden, I’m helping you out!”

“But, I gave you a reason. You haven’t given me one.”

“You didn’t give me one.”

“I did! I want to protect you. You’re not powerful enough to protect me. Or even yourself!”

Voe looks irritated “I can protect myself.”

“But what about Angel?”

“What about Angel?”

“You can’t protect him.”

Voe doesn’t respond to this. She purses her lips, looking away from the taller demon. 

“Like I said, give me your soul and I can help you…” his tone was sticky sweet and she started to consider it.

She shakes her head vigorously “No. If we’re going to be friends, we’re going to be equal.”

“Who said we wouldn’t be?”

“You own Husk, right?”

“Mhmm”

“You two are not equal.”

“Oh, Husker’s different. He’s just a sad old drunken gambler. He needs me.”

“And I don’t want to get to that point.”

His smile stretches up to his hairline “Oh, I would never do that to you. You’re much too smart.”

“I bet you said that to him!”

He rolls his eyes “You might be the only sinner this stubborn.”

She snickers “Of course not. You’re here too.”

“You really want to keep your soul?”

“Why are you asking me that, as if it’s unreasonable?!”

“I suppose you’re right..” he says looking quite annoyed

“Hey….” she leans forward 

“What?” he glares down at her

“Are you upset?”

He scoffs and enters the hotel doors, closing them behind him.

“Wow,” Voe steps back “Someone’s upset,” she said under her breath before entering the hotel doors herself.

_________________________________________________________

Voe had been summoned to work in the middle of an afternoon, very unusual behavior from her boss, but of course she came. When she arrived, however, she did not find Velvette immediately. She saw Valentino smoking a cigarette and Vox pacing around hyped up on rage. Velvette approached her from the side.

“Hey love, you’re gonna want to sit down. Vox is not happy.”

Vox throws a table across the studio, sending papers flying

“Hey! Stop destroying my studio! It’s literally always me!” She goes to pick up the papers that he dropped, as he kicks in a door.

“YOU!!!!” he points at Voe, storming towards her “You said that he would be talking about me!!! Were you trying to make me look foolish?? Do you think this is a game???”

“Hey! HEY! No! Use your words!” Velvette yelled back at him 

Vox calms himself down and repeats the question “You said, he would be talking about me. But he ended up talking about you. Why??” he asked, riling himself up again

“That’s just what he told me!”

“Right, and then he goes on his broadcast to talk about you. And that’s just a coincidence?”

“I suppose..” she looks away

“Are you working with him?? Against us??”

“No!”

“Then what the fuck was that?”

“I don’t know, I guess he just thought it was funny!”

Vox laughs full of insanity “Well here’s a joke, you’re fired!”

Voe’s stomach drops and she starts to sweat. Her mouth drops open, and she tries to keep the tears in her eyes from falling.

“Now hold on Vox, this is my employee, and I think there’s a better course of action that we can take.” Velvette claps her hands and the contract from earlier reappears. She turns to Voe “It’s been 5 months sweets. It’s time.”

Vox pushes her out of the way “Sign the contract or get the FUCK out!”

Valentino starts to laugh evilly. “Perfecto,” Valentino purrs, blowing smoke in her face again

“It’s time,” Vox stood in front of her, one of his eyes growing large

Voe is apprehensive “Uhh, this is my soul.”

“Do you want to be on billboards or not?” Velvette lifts her chin with her index finger. She manifests a quill and slides it into Voe’s hand.

‘Voe the Beau’ she signs, and it disappears. She looks to Velvette as Vox starts throwing a tantrum “Are you FUCKING kidding me?!”

“Oh calm down Vox,” she turns back to Voe “Is that your real name?” Voe shakes her head “Well write your real name,”

The three Vees all lean in cackling maniacally as she drags the quill over the contract. V-E-R-A

“Excellent,” Vox’s voice lowers in pitch “Now you’re going to help us destroy that Old Timey Prick, understand, my dear?”

Voe stares up at the man, nodding “Yes,”

_______________________________________________________

The gang had started setting up for the party a few days ago, but Voe had just begun to notice.

“Hey, Voe!” Charlie waves “Do you wanna help set things up?”

She taps her chin “Not really,”

“Are you serious? This was your idea, and you’ve literally been nowhere to be found since we started working on this.” Vaggie scolded

“Vaggie! She just started working, give her a break!”

“Angel works, and he’s helping.”

“Angel has six arms,” Voe refutes

“No one said you had to do anything big. You could literally put up some posters or decorations. You don’t even participate in Charlie’s activities! Are you even trying to be redeemed??” Vaggie scoffs while Voe has no response “Ugh, whatever.” She walks off

“Vaggie!” she turns to Voe “Sorry Voe I know you’re doing your best.” she follows Vaggie out of the room

Voe didn’t know what to do at that moment. She didn’t want to start helping now and it would feel like everyone was staring at her, but she didn’t want to go to her room and prove them all right. She enters the kitchen and takes a seat. Niffty is sweeping the table furiously and muttering to herself. Voe sits and watches her clean. 

“Mommy, what are you doing?!”

“Hmm? What?”

Niffty pokes her with the broom “You’re in my way! I need to clean!” she moves her out of the kitchen with the broom “Make it clean, make it clean!” she keeps muttering as Voe leaves.

No one wants you here. 

She makes her way to Lucifer’s tower, with nothing to do and feeling very superfluous. It seemed like everyone was mad at her. She knocks on the door.

Lucifer opens the door “Can I help you-oh! Hey Voe! You can tell Charlie I’ll be down in a minute to help. I’m working on my Ducky ducks.”

“Um, hi. I was wondering if I could hang out in here?” She looks sheepish

“Oh yeah, of course.” He opens the door and lets her in as she goes to his wardrobe.

When Voe enters the room, she notices the King’s bare back. She watches him drape his shirt over his body. She closes the door. She continues to stare as he turns around to face her.

“Welcome back Ducky,” he widens his arms

“You don’t have to button up if you don’t want to. I mean, it’s…your lair, right?” a blush creeps up her neck “I mean, it’s your body, do what you want. I-“ she shakes her head

He tilts his says “You alright? You seem a bit on edge.”

She doesn’t answer but makes a few confusing gestures in response.

“Aww, what’s wrong with my Ducky? Is it Alastor again?” He pats the seat next to him and she sits in it

“Um, no. I just feel really out of place right now.”

“Would you like to stay in here for the rest of the day?”

She nods and he opens his arms. She lays on his still-exposed chest, feeling his warmth, and before she knows it, falls right to sleep.

She woke up to Lucifer shaking her “Hey,” he whispered in her ear “You wanna get ready for the party or do you wanna stay up here?”

“Hmm? Party?”

“You can stay up here if you’re not feeling up to it,”

Her eyes flutter open “Party? Oh shit, my party! They need me!” She stands up instantly “Sorry,” she says to the King  “I’d love to see you down there,” she tells him as she leaves the room.

She couldn’t host a party dressed like this. She made a beeline to her bedroom, throwing out a mountain of clothes to find the slim party dress she got from Velvette. (Hot pink of course). She removes her glasses and puts her hair up in a high pony, with some pieces falling in the front. She checks out her makeup, decides that it will suffice for the night, and heads her little tushy downstairs.

Once she heads downstairs she’s greeted by a very high Angel Dust “Hey! You finally made it!”

“Yeah, of course, it was my idea!”

“I thought you were gonna flake on us! Come here, sit down. Have some of Angel Dust!” he grins 

“Do you mean you or crack?”

Angel gestures toward the table, picking up a baggie to show her 

“How long have you been high today?”

“Not long, like 48 hours? I think?” 

“Okay, you should do that…less.”

He crosses two of his arms “I’ll stop doing crack when you admit you’re either fucking Alastor or Lucifer!”

“I’m not fucking either of them!”

“And I’m not gonna stop doing crack!”

“You weren’t gonna stop anyway.”

“You damn right!” He laughs and pulls her into a side hug “I love our relationship!” She laughs and hugs him back “Have a great time toots!”

Voe goes to the front of the parlor and puts her phone on a stand. She goes live on Sinstagram and speaks to the camera.

“This is Voe the Beau speaking. Coming to you live from the littest party this side of the Pentagram! Anybody who’s anybody is here and is staying here. Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel bitches!”

oh shit they have parties over there??

ain’t nobody going to that shitty ass hotel

you look GOOD girl

“Thank you, thank you. Now that I’m here, parties are what’s on the agenda. We know that drinking and drugs do NOT make you a bad person. They’re just activities you can take part in to have fun. And we know that having fun is an essential part of redemption. Am I right?” she turns to Angel and calls him over “Angel! Angel! ANGEL!!” 

“What?” he comes over

“Talk to the live!”

“Wassup bitches!!! Come hit up the hotel. Free drinks, free drugs, and free SEX. In any room you like!”

Voe enters the camera “Not mine,”

“Definitely hers!”

“Nope! Not mine! The only one having sex in there is ME!”

i would totally come jus to have sex in her room

do we get to fuck u angel????

are u free 2night angel???

“Nope! I’m never free!” He cackles and walks back over to the table with the crack

“I’m technically free. You don’t pay with money, but you do pay.” She sticks out her tongue “Charlie! Charlie! Come here!” the Princess walks over “Talk to your people!”

“Hi?” She says with a drink in her hand

lol look it’s the bitch that leaves everyone starving and homeless

nobody gives a fuck about that bitch

can we cum fuck the princess of hell 2night?

“She is in a committed relationship, you guys.

can we kill the princess of hell???

“If y’all touch my bitch, Charlie, I’m ripping your fucking legs off, and that’s on period!”

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

“Maybe I should go?” she looks slightly uncomfortable and walks away

“Look what y’all did! Being mad fucking rude! Now y’all on timeout!” She walks away from the phone and over to the bar. “Hey Husker, are you still not willing to make me a good drink,”

“I would make you a good drink, but you keep asking for trash!”

“You’re telling me everyone here is fine with the hard stuff?”

“People wanna get drunk, they don’t care how. Nobody else is picky like you!”

She rolls her eyes “And no one else is as stubborn as you.” She pushes herself off the bar chair and waltzes to the middle of the dance floor. 

The great thing about the lights being dimmed for this party was that Alastor was able to blend in with the shadows, able to watch the residents and other employees at this party without having to engage in it himself. In the shadows, he stood and observed, the effeminate spider snorting lines of snow, the princess and her partner standing off to the side only interacting with each other, Husker behind the bar looking miserable and Niffty running under people’s feet cleaning things they’ve dropped. Yes, from this spot he could see them all.

Including her. He watched as she flitted about going from person to person, watching as she moved, as she danced. He watched as she put her hands on her hips, threw them in the air, and tucked strands of scarlet curls behind her ear. She was not wearing her glasses tonight, and without the frames, he was able to lay his eyes on the freckles that adorned her cheeks. A darker brown than her skin, perfectly framing and contrasting her red irises. The dress she wore hugged her frame and accentuated parts of her body that were hidden in her more modest choices of dresses. All this he noticed from the shadows.

Alastor had not spoken to her since she had declined to give him her soul. He would admit that the ask was a bit impromptu and his pitch wasn’t as airtight as it would usually be, but he thought of it as a good investment on the walk back from Rosie’s emporium. All in all, it still seemed like a good deal in his eyes. But when she told him no, it lit him on fire internally. He was disgusted, enraged, and- not that he would ever admit it -embarrassed. Surprisingly not embarrassed at the rejection, but at what came after. Why do you want to own me anyway? She’d asked. He’d been asked that many times, as a deal maker, and he always made it clear that what he wanted it for was his business, but this was the first time he’d dodged the question, not because he didn’t have an answer, but because his answer frightened him. For the first time, it was an answer that he didn’t even want to admit to himself, let alone to the person he sought to make a deal with. No matter, he would inevitably win her soul, maybe not today, but he had all of eternity to find a game she’d be willing to play.

Voe slinks away from the parlor and enters the kitchen, just to sit. She leans back against the wall, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply before exhaling a long breath. She remains there with her eyes closed before hearing

“Unfortunately I have to eat my own words, my dear.” Voe turns to find Alastor standing beside her “This was in fact, a good idea.”

Voe smirks “I know.”

“I saw you…dancing” He said 

She smiles up at him “I love to dance. Not like I’m a dancer or anything but, I took classes” She shrugs “I don’t know what I’m saying.” She laughs at herself

“It makes sense. I’m not a dancer either, but I can do a mean jitterbug,” he sits down

Voe laughs, and when she’s done a small smile is left “Are you still upset?”

“I have taken the time to think on it, and I have forgiven you,”

She scoffs “Forgiven me?? I did nothing wrong. Might I remind you, that you were upset with me just for wanting to know why you wanted my soul.” She leans back  in her chair

“I remember,” he says, his tone bordering on acidic

Voe glances back at him “If anything, I should be mad at you,”

“And why is that?”

“Because it’s just like a man to demand that he gets to own you,”

“Except I offered something in return,”

The doe turns to face him “They always do! But they never deliver.”

“I assure you that has never been an issue for me.”

“And how am I supposed to know? There’s too many that lie. And even when they aren’t lying, they do deliver and you find out it wasn’t worth it”

“Excuse me for my gentlemanly instincts to protect and help a lady”

“You use that word so loosely and unfoundedly. ‘Gentlemanly’. What even is that? There are no gentle men. Men are aggressive and manipulative. They demand control of you and make you suffer for it. You wanna know why I’m so stubborn? Maybe because I’ve dealt with too many ‘gentlemen’ who weren’t really ‘gentlemen’. If men could be ‘gentle men’, then maybe I’d be free to be a lady!” She spits back at the Overlord

“And I am telling you that I take that descriptor quite seriously. I may be a fearsome demon, but I was raised correctly by the strongest of women. I know of the struggles you refer to and even in death I work every. Single. Day. To be the solution to the problem that you’re afraid of.” The pitch of his voice lowers as he gets more serious “I may be capable of unspeakable things, but I am a demon of my word, so if I say that I am a gentleman, believe it. I am a gentleman and you are a lady, and I not only desire but crave to help and protect you.”

When he finishes speaking he looks down to realize that he is towering over her. She is looking at him with dilated pupils and her two-tone lips are slightly parted as she breathes heavily through them. Her chest rises and falls as she turns her head up to look him in the eye. The distance between them was shorter than a pinky finger, he could feel her breath on his neck, and see the flush rising up hers. 

He had never been this close to her, and the only thing he was aware of at this point was her. All he could see was her face, all he could hear was her breath, and all he could smell was her scent. There it was yet again, that burning, unfamiliar to him, somewhere inside his chest.

They sit in silence for a beat. 

He whispers “Why are you in here? This is your party after all.”

“Yeah,” she responds, her eyes darting around his face and chest “Sometimes I just need a break you know? A lot of music, a lot of people. I need to take a breather for my own sanity.” She laughs dryly “I’m surprised that’s one thing that followed me from life”

“I take it you’re not drinking.”

She nods “Correct,”

“Why not? Everyone else is,”

“Well, because Husker refuses to make me the kinds of drinks I like.”

“Which are?”

“Any kind of fruity or sweet drink. Preferably the kind where you can’t actually taste the alcohol.” she chuckles

“Oh my, that’s quite the request,” he squints his eyes

“Whatever, it’s what I like,” she shrugs shakily

“Husker my good friend!” Alastor calls to the cat over the music, when the bartender looks, Alastor says “Make the darling doe what she requests!”

Voe looks at the cat, sticking out her tongue and holding up her middle fingers as he sneers back at her. When he finally brings her the drink, she’s very excited. Alastor stares as she lifts the glass, wraps her lips around the rim, and empties it within seconds. “More rounds for the lady here!” he calls back to the cat and watches as she grins. After about 3 glasses, Voe began to feel the warmth overtake her. She shakes her head as Alastor watches her close her eyes and tilt her head back.

“Are you done?” he whispers to her

She shakes her head “One more,” she whispers back “I just want one more, and then I’ll be done,” she says and turns to look at the tall demon’s face, not being able to stop herself from grinning. He grins back at her and they start laughing. A constrained giggle is the best way to describe what came from their mouths. Husker brings the last glass for her along with a bottle and shot glass for Alastor.

“Ah you know me well, my good man.” He fills up his own glass, reaching over Voe and she stares at his arm, her eyes widening 

“You have really long arms,” she turns back to him with wide eyes

He downs his shot and looks at her “I suppose so,”

Voe opens her mouth to say something when Angel calls for her “Voe! Come over here toots! Cherri and Sugar are here!”

She turns to Alastor, “I’ll be back,” she reaches out to touch him, but then simply pats the air around him

“Ohh, hey it’s you,” Cherri rolls her eye

“Hey, sexy…” she wiggles her fingers

Cherri glances at Angel “Oh she is pissed” She grins “Maybe now she’ll be less weird!” 

Voe looks at Sugar “Hey girlie… I haven’t seen you in forever. You look so pretty.”

“Um thanks,” Sugar says, feeling uncomfy

“How are those pills not working yet?” Cherri asks Sugar

Sugar is holding her arm “‘Cuz I didn’t take them?”

“What the fu- take ‘em!”

Sugar rolls her eyes and throws her head back ingesting the mystery pills

“Oooh, what are we doing?” Voe does a shoulder shimmy

“LSD and X?”

Voe frog blinks “Like…like…like…ecstasy?” 

“Yeah,”

“I’ve never done that before,”

“Here,” Cherri opens her palm and has two of the pills in her hand

Her eyes are wide looking at Cherri’s hand

“Thought you didn’t do hard drugs toots,” He leans all over the girls

“It’s the only drug to do,” She pops one into her mouth

“I’ll smoke weeeeed. DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY WEED?”

Cherri “I’ve got marijuana tablets,” she pulls some out of her pocket

Angel gasps looking offended “You had marijuana tablets and didn’t tell me?”

Voe takes a tablet and ingests it “And now we wait,” she grins 

Voe stands on the table in the parlor and starts to dance, her body swaying to the music. Alastor crosses his legs in the kitchen, downing another shot he sees her as she’s perched up on the table. Her curls wildly whipped back and forth with her head. The traceable curve of the arch in her back as she bends, and everything moves in slow motion as he watches her. He blinks and she is in front of him, leaning over to look into his face.

“Hi,” she’s very smiley and she hasn’t stopped moving, still somewhat dancing to the music. She wiggles her fingers at him

“Hello,” he speaks calmly and evenly

“You look so pretty sitting there,” she steps closer to him

He widens his eyes, “I take it that you’re now ossified?”

She squints “Are you asking me if I’m drunk?” she points at him

“Yes,” he nods

“Well…” she wiggles her finger, pointing at him “Yes,” she grins widely “But I know what I’m saying!”

“Mhmm”

“Yeah,”

“Be careful,”

She nods, her eyes wide and innocent “Okay,”

“Good girl,” he said, cupping her chin and dragging each claw over her skin. She felt her core twitch at his words but ignored it.

She bats her lashes “I want to touch your hair! Can I please? Just for one second. One second!” she begged

He sighs “Proceed,”

She giggles excitedly and her fingers quickly and lightly caress his strands, her mouth is agape “It’s so fluffy!”

He chuckles “I suppose,”

“Would you like to touch my hair?” 

Alastor shrugs “Sure,”

Voe hangs her head down in front of him, he grabs her ponytail with sufficient force and lets the strands run through his fingers.

“Oh my, it’s quite thick.” 

Voe puts her head back up and giggles “Just like me,”

“Exactly,” he winks 

“Your voice is so…” she does a chef’s kiss 

“Thank you?” he raises his brow

“No, thank you.”

“For?”

She puts her finger on her lips and just giggles “I’ll be back,” she says again, heading back to the parlor

She returns to the dance floor and Alastor’s smile settles, until seeing that turkey they call the King of Hell approach her. He taps her on the shoulder and she turns around and is quite excited, her grin going from ear to ear. She pulls him into a tight hug and the tighter the hug gets the tighter Alastor’s chest feels. She says something to him and it causes a sly grin to form on his face.

“Do you wanna dance with me?”

“I’d be delighted to,”

“Okay, but you have to drink too”

“Oh, I’m not much of a drinker..”

She holds a shot in front of him “Oh come on..”

He takes the glass “Well, maybe a few,” he downs the shot quickly and reaches for the other shot in Voe’s hand, downing that as well. Voe wraps her arms around the King’s neck and pulls him closer to her

“How do you feel?” she whispers to him

“Pretty relaxed actually,”

She bites her lip “That’s good,” she takes his hat off and places it on her head, smirking at him. When the song changes, Voe turns herself so her back is touching Lucifer’s chest. She takes an arm and pulls him to press against her, Lucifer holding her hips in place, his face pressed into her neck. Alastor watches as she grinds her body against Lucifer, he squints and every moment where his front connects with her back is another inch that Alastor can feel vomit creeping up his throat. What on earth is he doing to her? Defiling her and in public! Lucifer spins her around by her hips, she looks shocked, but when he pulls her in with her chest touching his, he leans down toward her lips with his own and she leans in as well, almost closing the space between them. Alastor’s eyes widen and the air is caught in his throat.

“Voe,” he speaks sternly. The doe’s ears twitch in response and she turns her head toward him she smiles

“Everyone wants a piece of me tonight!” she whispers something in Lucifer’s ear and he whispers back, making her giggle, she comes over to Alastor “At your service Sir Bucky,” she bends down once more and giggles

“I was just wondering, you said you have taken dance classes, and I have yet to see you dance.”

She blinks in confusion “I was just dancing,”

“That was dancing?” he raises his eyebrow smirking

“Yeah!”

“Hmm, could’ve fooled me,” he taps his temple

Voe huffs and stands up straight “Are you saying I can’t dance?”

“If the tap shoe fits…” with a close-lipped smirk

She furrows her brow “I can dance!”

“Then, by all means, prove it.”

She looks around “How?” she pouts

“Is this not a party?” He stands and outstretches his hand “Show me what you’ve got”

She looks at his outstretched hand and back up at his face with awe. She places her hand inside his. His hand was cold and smooth, he placed his other on her waist and squeezed it slightly. He pulls her closer to him and her eyes are wide, her lips slightly parted and her head looking up at him. They start to dance, classic style, the music smooth and slow, not exactly Alastor’s preference, but better than the vulgar nonsense that was being played before. He led her, dancing her around in circles, twirling her, and pulling her close in what felt like a beautiful eternity. He ended with a gentlemanly dip, giving a light flick to Lucifer’s hat on her head, making it fall off. She stares at him in shock, while he stares at her like she is a delicious snack.

“You know what I just realized?” She asked with her chest heaving at every breath 

“Hmm?” He questioned with a grin on his face

“You sly buck, you just wanted me to dance with you” A smile creeps on her face. His grin turns evil and mischievous, his hand still firmly pressed on her back “You could have just asked.” Voe pressed her palms on Alastor’s hard chest, then brought them up to his shoulders, staring at him all the while. He had sweat on his forehead and some in his hair. 

“Where’s the fun in that?”

#hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin rosie #rosie hazbin hotel #radiorose #headcanon #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin angel dust #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin oc #hazbin hotel fandom #alastor the radio demon #the radio demon #hazbin hotel oc #original character #black oc #alastor x oc #hazbin hotel fanfiction #radio demon #alastor #black queer #original female character #oc fanfiction #eventual smut #black protagonist #black writers #hazbin the vees

[spiritfrvr]

𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘...

C: miles 42 x male bully reader part1

S: baseball teammates 🤝🏽 enemies to lovers?

Of course, Miles aka can’t hit a damn ball in baseball, every-time we would practice it would end up being no runs he would be lucky to even get to first base… But with the coach being a dumbass he still has him on the team

What he needs to do is cut him off, I’m getting tired of him just being on the team yet if he were to leave I would be upset.

Snapping back to reality I noticed he was sitting across from me with something in his hand, snatching it from his hand I read the paper “ You’re joking right? ” I laughed “ Coach wants me to teach YOU how to play… what a joke ”. although I have to wonder why Coach picked me and not somebody else.

" Listen I asked Coach for someone else to teach me but he said specifically you, I’m guessing because he knows you hate me, so do me a favor and just teach me… ” Miles requested tapping his foot and waiting for my response. Giving it some thought I told him sure.

—

Later on after school was over we walked to together to the baseball field, glancing at him I noticed his expression, don’t tell me he’s scared.

“ You won’t be able to hit a ball if you look like that ” I explained “You need to be confident ” That’s when I noticed him stopping Fuck did I make him mad?

“ Look I may not be the best baseball player out here but I swear- if you’re going to keep giving me advice like this I’ll find someone better! ” he yelled speeding up his pace. Wait did he just say find someone better? Please as if he could find someone better. I was just trying to help!!

—

Once we were on the field I made him do a few to swings with my bat, most of them were good surprisingly and some were bad I’m not surprised at that though. Maybe now it’s time for a break and get to know him better.

“ Miles let’s chill for a second your swings are decent you just need to work on hitting the ball harder then you’ll be okay ” I explained taking my first steps and holding his shoulder, he noticed this and then moved my hand off of him. “ So tell me more about yourself Mr morales, I think I was mean towards you so let’s redo the uhh- introduction ”. I claimed, he looked at me weirdly and went on about how if my reintroduction was this then it wasn’t worth it.

Guess he didn’t want to talk to me based on the comments I said about him. I feel like I should apologize but what would apologizing do? I did mean it ONLY 50%.

“ Listen Miles I know the comments I said about you weren’t okay if anything I should know what It feels like to be a newbie at something, so I hope that you will at least forgive me ”. Miles heard this and gave it some thought I wished he looked at me though so I could see his face. After a few minutes, he told me to give him my phone and I gave it to him…

“ I’ll text you. ” he proceeded to say afterwards giving me my phone back, then walking away.

Holy sh-

#miles morales 42 #miles morales 42 x reader #Miles Morales42 x Male Reader #spider man: across the spider verse #astv fic #fanfic #x male reader #male reader #enemies to lovers #spiritwrites☆彡🖇 #earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles fluff

[ilivelikeimtrying]

ROTTMNT SPOILERS!!!

The hardest decision scene was done so fucking well I-

Like, I don't even know what to say, I had a whole thing planned out in my head about this whole scene.

The reaction each one gives,

When Leo realises what decision he had to make to save the earth, to save his family,

it was not an easy one at all and we see it, by his expression, by his tone.

He's scared, but he's determined.

How his family, realising what he's about to do, despite not wanting it to happen, must've known that he was right.

That his sacrifice was the one that had to be made to save the world, despite no one wanting to except it.

And their fear is evident, their reluctance to believe that what's about to happen, is about to happen.

Each one with the expression that just screams "no, please no".

And the way he tries to assure them all, how he tries to rely the message with his words, especially to Raph, because to me, it sounded like he was telling him "It's ok, it's gonna be ok".

When he tells Casey that past him, and himself, is so proud of him, tell him that it's ok too, that this is the change that's needed to change the course of the future, that instead of everyone else sacrificing themselves, it's his own sacrifice that was needed, and I'm sure Casey knows that too, but that just makes it hurt even more, because now, not only has he lost his master twice, but also a friend.

Leo fights the Kraang, knowing 100% that he won't be able to take Kraang on his own, but this also leads to one of the best plans Leo has ever come up with, through both the seasons (because let's be real, he did come up with really good, really leader like plans through both season 1 and 2),

And despite the way he's practically almost crushed, he prevails, just straight up going against this monster that couldn't even be defeated by his whole family,

and it all leads up to what was,

in my opinion,

the coolest line from the whole movie.

Also what the f- can someone just- I can not be the only one who saw this and thought "holy shit is that a giant armour behind Kraang in the background what the fuck wore that thing holy shit what the fuck?!?!?!?"

And also

Pleas, somebody please check on my boi he is not ok the cracking ohmigosh what the he needs medical treatment like I can't be the only one who winced at the loud cracking every time Kraang clenched their fist.

#rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #leo #raph #donnie #mikey #splinter #april #casey #i legit had a whole essay planned out but it left me #please got this boi help he needs it #disaster twins #i went a little of the rails but whateves

[we-were-so-beautiful]

2. day six

holy shit hi! it's me! I'm back! I will be very surprised if anybody remembers me or this story given that it's been literally six months since I posted the first chapter. my motivation, interest, energy and amount of free time for this project all fluctuate, but... this story feels like it wants to be told, and I want to tell it. so hopefully I'll manage to pop up around here with an update for it every once in a while.

Content warnings for this chapter: box boy universe, pet whump, dehumanization, cages, blood mention. I'm still getting the hang of how to tag these so please let me know if there's anything I missed.

[masterlist] [chapter one] [chapter three]

Vanessa means to wait until an hour before closing time to go to the shelter. Really, she does. She wants to give this guy as much of a chance as he can get to go home with someone, literally anyone, who’s better for him than she is. But it’s lunchtime and she’s already practically vibrating. She’s not even used to being awake by noon anymore, much less having already been up for hours refreshing the site so often it’s making her nauseous. Or maybe that’s just the all-consuming anxiety of suspense.

What if the assholes at the shelter decide that six days is close enough, and take him away before she even gets there? What if she’s fucked up and counted the days wrong, and he’s actually scheduled to die today? What if the subway’s delayed, or the shelter closes early, and she’s too late, and another person dies because she made a stupid fucking mistake?

What if, says the voice in the back of her head that she refuses to listen to, somebody takes him who’s even worse for him than me?

“Oh, fuck literally all of this,” she says to the empty room, and grabs her coat.

—

“Uh, hey, I’m here to…”

“Sign in on the sheet.” The bored-looking shelter employee doesn’t so much as glance up from her phone. Vanessa looks around; the lobby is totally devoid of anyone save for the two of them.

“I just want to know if—”

“Sign in on the sheet.”

Vanessa breathes out through her nose until her hand stops ticking long enough to write. She scribbles her name and the time, and sets the pen down with a deliberate clack on the desk directly in front of the employee.

The woman barely raises her head. “How can I help you.”

Vanessa steels herself. “Is, uh… Do you still have…” God she hates talking about people like this she hates it she hates it she hates it. “Is pet number 414374 still here? I want to…” She wants to choke on the word. “...I want to adopt him.”

The employee’s affect goes duller than ever. “Oh, he’s still here, alright,” she mutters grimly.

Vanessa only realizes how much tension she’s been holding when it floods out of her so fast she almost loses her balance. “Can I see him?”

“If you really want to,” the employee sighs. “But I’m tellin’ you, lady, you’re not gonna like what you find.”

—

“That’s him?!”

“Told you you were gonna be disappointed, lady.”

Vanessa gapes. It’s not like she’s been expecting to be okay with seeing people in cages, but she sure as shit didn’t expect… whatever the fuck she’s looking at now.

The dude is filthy, caked head to toe in blood, dirt and worse. The hair that flowed around him in his picture is matted down his back now, littered with scores of dead and decaying leaves. His ice-blue eyes are dull and unfocused. His breaths are quick and shallow, and the way they rasp in his throat makes Vanessa twitch. 

He’s lying in a heap on the single layer of newspaper between him and the inch-wide mesh of the shelter-standard cage. Vanessa sucks at math, but she thinks it can’t be more than three by three by five. The shelter profile listed him at six foot two.

The employee bangs on the metal with the back of her hand, making a horrible clanging sound that makes Vanessa want to claw her own ears off. “Hey, look alive, refurb. You got one more interested owner. Maybe try to impress this one for a change?”

“Can he even—” Vanessa starts, but the guy surprises her by slowly, painfully lifting his head. The dirt that coats his skin cracks and flakes as he struggles to push himself up on his elbows. He reaches jerkily for the front of the cage, arms trembling violently with the effort, his breathing growing more and more labored as he tries to meet her gaze.

In the split second before he collapses again, she swears he manages it.

—

“I want him.”

The employee has already turned to go, talking over her shoulder as she ambles back toward the desk. “Yeah, so if you're lookin’ for a fancy one you could try the Manhattan shelter, they sometimes—hang on, you what?” She twists back abruptly as the words actually register.

“I want him,” Vanessa says again.

The employee stares at her for a long, long minute. Vanessa can almost see her fighting the urge to blurt out, “why?” Finally, though, she collects herself, with a wildly overexaggerated shrug of her shoulders.

“It’s your money, lady,” she says, and unlocks the cage.

#whump #pet whump #rescue whump #recovery whump #bbu #box boy universe #vanessa + juniper #disaster caretaker #imperfectly consistent #tw dehumanization #tw cages #tw blood mention #I am once again posting this to yeet it out of editing perdition #this chapter was supposed to be slightly longer #but this feels like a better place to stop #and I didn't feel like writing the other shit #so that'll be its own chapter or interlude later #assuming I ever update again lmao (this is legally a joke I very much do want to update again actually)

[quodekash]

IM BACK WITH MORE MSP INCORRECT QUOTES BUT THIS TIME THEY’RE (mostly) SHIPPING QUOTES BC I SAID SO 

(also it’s mostly soundwin bc theyve taken over but there’s also tiwpor and tinngun and like one yonook quote lol) 

Win: Hey, are you okay?  Sound: Yeah.  Win: You don’t look okay...  Sound: Then stop looking. 

—- —-

Win: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch. Sound: What changed your mind? Win: Oh, I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you.

—- —-

Sound: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch. Win: What changed your mind? Sound: Oh, I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you.

—-(this quote works both ways lmao)—-

Gun: Can I have a private talk with you? Pat: Okay, as long as it’s not about tampons because I just don’t understand them.

—- —-

Sound: Hey, Gun? Can I get some dating advice? Gun: Just because I'm with Tinn doesn't mean I know how I did it.

—- —-

Tiw: So… I’ve seen you’ve been spending a lot of time with Gun recently. Tinn: No, Tiw, it's not what it looks like, I swear. Tiw: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous? Tinn: No! You’re the only one for me. Tiw: Is that so? Tinn: I promise! Gun and I are just dating, okay? He's my boyfriend. Tiw: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved? Tinn: You are still my one and only best friend! They’re just the love of my life, nothing more! Tiw: But I’m still the platonic love of your life, right? Tinn: Of course bro! Tiw: Bro... Gun: What the-

—- —-

Sound: H-how do you ask someone out? Por: Well, first- Tiw: Don't ask him, he asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot. Sound: ...And you said yes?

—- —-

Sound: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you… Win: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

—- —-

Yo, sweating: Nook, there’s something I need to ask you- Nook: Finally! You’re proposing! Yo: How’d you know? Nook: Yo, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner. Nook: I even picked it up once.

—- —-

Tiw: Hey Win, wanna third wheel on my date with Por tomorrow? Win: Sure. Tiw: Sound! Wanna third wheel on my date with Por tomorrow? Tiw: Great! I've always wanted to go on a double date! Win & Sound: … Por: Tiw...

—-(the only reason any of them get anything done is bc of tiw)—-

Sound: You have to apologize to them Win. Win: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

—-(PLEASE let this be how the fight happens)—-

Por: Guys, I’ve been meaning to tell you… Tiw and I are dating. Tiw, Gun, Yo, Win, Pat, and Sound: *gasp* Por: Tiw, why are you surprised?!

—- —-

Tinn: Gun is playing hard to get. Tinn: Little does he know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

—- —-

Tinn: I’ve been dropping him the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Gun: Wow. He sounds stupid. Tinn: But he’s not. He’s really smart actually. Just dense. Gun: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Tinn: I guess you’re right. Hey Gun, I love you. Gun: See! Just say that! Tinn: Holy fucking shit. Gun: If that flies over his head then, sorry Tinn, but he's too dumb for you. Tinn: Gun.

 —-(this is literally how episode 6 went)—-

Tiw: Ooh, somebody has a crush Win: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on Sound I just think he’s cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about him. *Later that night* Win, very much awake: Uh oh.

—- —-

Gun: *yawns* Tinn: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring. Gun: Then you must be exhuasted. Pat: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

—- —-

*playing twister* Tiw: Right hand red. Sound: *ends up on top of Win* Win: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Tiw: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

—- —-

Yo: Why doesn’t Nook find me sexy when I bite my lip? Por: What do you look like when you bite your lip? Yo: *bites lip* Por: ...Have you considered biting your bottom lip instead?

—- —-

Sound: My hands are cold. Win: Here, let me hold them. Sound: My lips are cold too. Win: *covers Sound's mouth with his hand*

—- —-

Win: I owe you one. Sound: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.

—- —-

Tiw: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Por: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Tiw: That one. I want that one.

—- —-

Sound: The stars are so beautiful... Win: They're just giant balls of gas. Sound: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then- Win: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you. Sound: Oh...

—-(IM CRYING PLS LET THIS BE HOW THE REVEAL OF WIN’S FEELINGS HAPPENS (like sound attempting to flirt with win and win cutting him off with his own cheesy confession line and djfdjjfdjdfj))—-

Win, throwing his head into Sound's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! Sound, lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

—- —-

Win: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. Sound: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. Win: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? Sound: Is it working?

—- —-

Win: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Sound: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Win: I said within reason, Sound. How about I murder that guy? Sound: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Win: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

—- —-

Sound: Are we fighting or flirting? Win: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck- Sound: Your point?

—- —-

Sound: I love you. Win, not paying attention: What was that? Sound: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

—- —- 

conclusion: i love soundwin way too much and need to get a grip on myself like a grip as strong as the grip sound and win had on each others shirts at the end of episode 9 im so sorry ill stop now 

#my school president #my school president the series #msp incorrect quotes #my school president incorrect quotes #soundwin #winsound #tiwpor #tinngun #msp sound #msp win #msp tiw #msp por #msp tinn #msp gun #msp yo #msp pat #msp nook #satangwinny #winnysatang #markford #geminifourth #satang kittiphop #winny thanawin #mark pakin #ford arun #gemini norawit #fourth nattawat #captain passatorn #captain pheerawit #prom theepakon

[notstilinski]

One Last Stop Starters !

Taken from the 2021 novel by Casey McQuinston, One Last Stop Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit!

“(Name), stop telling people about frog ghosts.”

“They’re on (Name)‘s sleep schedule, though. So, a ghost in the night.”

“It gave us nine great years. And carpet can hide a multitude of sins.”

“If they’re gonna kill you, get their DNA under your fingernails.”

“That little twink contains multitudes.”

“They love me as much as they love anyone else.”

“You like jokes. I don’t.”

“Do you realize you just say words in any random order like they’re supposed to mean something?”

“I can’t decide if I’m impressed or horrified?”

“Definitely brought me back from the dead more than once, so, thank you.”

“Really out here smashing pussy, (Name).”

“We get about a hundred hot lesbians through here a week. You’ll find another one.”

“Sorry, like, it’s your life and all, but do you not hear how badass that sounds?”

“That sucks. I’m your mom now. The rules are, no Tarantino movies and bedtime is never.”

“You’re a bullshitter.”

“Because you have, like, the energy of someone who knows things.”

“A frontal lobotomy to forget the night I had?”

“Never thought I’d see a vampire I didn’t want to fuck.”

“We’ve kissed, like, three times, but they have that thing where they’re terrified of being loved and refuses to believe they’ve deserved it. It’s so tedious.”

“Does it ever, like… I don’t know. Make you lonely? To love somebody who can’t meet you there?”

“I hadn’t pegged you for a scammer.”

“I’m mysterious by nature, (Name).”

“Jesus. What did ya’ll do this time?”

“Hey, what’s up with you? Who hurt your feelings?”

“Who do we have to frame for murder?”

“A gift from (Name)? What god have I pleased?”

“Oh, I’m loving this already. What kind of creatures?”

“Cute. Maybe a poltergeist. A cute poltergeist. Can I meet them?”

“So, you’ve gathered us here to tell us you’re boned up for a ghost.”

“What? Pick the lock? What kind of feral child are you? Are you Jessica Jones?”

“You know, I thought you were a little spicy when I met you.”

“I swear to God, if a ghost kills me, I’ll haunt the shower.”

“Your friend is weird.”

“I told you, I think, I’m. Something’s wrong with me.”

“Honestly? The day I met you.”

“Yeah, guess I don’t have the whole magical soulmate bond you have with them.”

“(Name). Can we maybe not treat them like a creature of the week?”

“Like you’re their Pop-Tart angel. Like you shit sunshine. Like you invented love as a concept.”

“I think I should kiss you.”

“I’m repressing it! Let me repress it!”

“You’re so mean to me.”

“So many questions for someone who does not come to work.”

“Yeah, exactly. Forever. As in, it’s the only thing I know how to do.”

“I know logistically how to perform some tasks.“

“Go where? I’m trying to have a nervous breakdown here.”

“Can you turn that brain of yours off for a second and trust?”

“It makes me feel like I’m going to die!”

“You trusted me, right? Now trust yourself.”

“Big dick energy is gender neutral.”

“I mean, it’s as if you like to be emotionally tortured.”

“God, you are the most useless bisexual I’ve ever met in my entire goddam life.”

“I’d disappoint them. They don’t deserve to be disappointed.”

“Loving the sacrilege.”

“Wow, holy shit, you figured it out. You’re gonna win a Peabody Award for reporting.”

“As fun as it is to break your brain, no one at work knows. Tell them and I break your arm.”

“Is your family horny for Jesus too?”

“I’m not cute. I’m-I’m tough. Like a cactus.”

“Where does that disembodied voice keep coming from?”

“They’re always wearing the exact same thing. That’s ghost behavior if you ask me.”

“And I left them. That’s… Fuck. I forgot how that felt. I left them.”

“Yes, thank you. I invite you to eat a dick. Goodbye.”

“Maybe no good timing means there’s no bad timing either.”

“You’re a normal person. Under un-normal circumstances.”

“That’s new for you, huh? Being able to get drunk?”

“Is this a date? Am I on a date right now?”

“(Name). Any way you want to kiss me is the way I wanna be kissed, okay?”

“You’re like—like a fucking painting or something stupid like that, what the fuck. You just walk around like this all the time.”

“Sorry, was I skulking? Sometimes I skulk without realizing.”

“Okay, still, let me be a mom for a second.”

“(Name), we’re adults, just say you got your back blown out.”

“I guess criminal behavior isn’t as much of a turn-on for me.”

“Never go to a second location with someone unless you’ve checked their trunk for weapons first.”

“Let go of me. I deserve to be free.”

“They’re not gonna leave us if they get married, (Name).”

“How did this become a roast of me? (Name) is the one under the table.”

“I’m wearing a shirt and no pants. I’m Winnie the Pooh-ing it.”

“What do you mean? Why would they leave me something? I’m the shameful family secret.”

“No. I hit him. The lip is from when someone else pulled me off of him.”

“It’s like I died. I died, except I have to feel it. And on top of that, I have to feel everything else I’ve ever felt all over again. I have to get the bad news again every day, I have to deal with the choices I made, and I can’t fix it. I can’t even run from it. It’s miserable.”

“No, you didn’t. But you made me realize it. You made me remember. And maybe that’s worse.”

“Just because you can’t run doesn’t mean you can make me do it for you.”

“Uh-huh, and this wouldn’t have anything to do with the way you reflexively ice out anyone who even appears to have rejected or wronged you?”

“Oh, so they… they thought I just left without saying goodbye?”

“It’s not a heist. It’s… an elaborate, planned crime.”

“Okay…hmm… oh, I’ve made friends with a subway rat.”

“Judge all you want, but I’m the only one who will be spared in the inevitable Great Rat Uprising.”

“No, it’s cute! You’re such a nerd. It’s endearing!”

“What can I say? I’m the one that got away.”

“I have to say, I’m impressed. This is definitely the most organized crime I’ve ever been involved in.”

“Sometimes the point is to be sad, (Name). Sometimes you just have to feel it because it deserves to be felt.”

“For what it’s worth, you’ve never disappointed me once since I’ve met you.”

“Is there anything else you want, before tomorrow?”

“I just did it because I thought you were hot.”

“I was really lonely before I met you.”

“I like when you’re in crime boss mode.”

“They have to kill him. It’s the only way.”

“I can think later. Right now I just want to be here, okay?”

“I’m here. I’m not leaving.”

“You’re the most important person I’ve ever met. And I never should have met you at all.”

#rp meme #roleplay meme #sentence starters #sentence meme #starter sentences #ask prompts #ask meme #inbox memes #inbox prompts #novel sentence starters #my eyes are so tired from reading all day Jesus #gotta admit that it took me like 100 or so pages to get into this book & then i was in it for the long haul

[clocks-are-round]

WHAT THE FUCK. After finding that last snippet I did more digging in my google docs. what the fuckk hahaha

it’s titled “april fools” from March 2022, so like exactly two years ago. i have cued it for the next April 1st

some things are best left unpublished but frankly i don’t like to take that much psychic damage and NOT inflict it on the next idly curious RvB fan.

i remember now, i was going to write a fic with the most bastardized fandomy takes on each character possible but i legitimately can’t tell if that psa was a real attempt at that or if i physically could not bring myself to (likely) and went for the easier to deal with ‘react to fandom’ instead

Prepare for lots of Donut innuendos

(it’s not actually that bad, i very much did back out of the initial concept immediately, it just caught me really off guard haha)

——

I’m going t o fucking c r y. this was pain to write. (first thing i wrote. haven’t even written the fic yet)

fandom cringe versions plZ i hate it

Simmons: ;w; anxiety boi

Grif: uwu sleepy boi

Caboose: owo can do no wrong boi

Donut: owo can do no wrong femboi

i don’t know if i can do this. holy shit. i know it’s for april fools but if it causes pain to write aren’t i the fool?

ImPorTaNt RvB PSA

Simmons: Hi everyone, I’m Dick Simmons from popular webseries Red vs Blue.

Grif: And I’m Dexter Grif from the same show.

Caboose: And I am Caboose

Simmons: … Hi Caboose.

Caboose: What are we talking about today?

Caboose: And now, the weather! Spoiler, it is rain.

Simmons: Uh… No idea how to segue that back. So, we’re supposed to read these fan stories. This first one is about me and Grif it looks like, and– Wait, wait what??

Grif: What? What is it, let me see. *starts laughing hysterically*

Simmons: *flustered* What is this mushy gushy romance stuff? I’d just– I’d just like to set the record straight that if I did hypothetically have feelings for a person that I knew I totally wouldn’t do that. I mean, pine for somebody? For a decade? That’s some bullshit, any self-respecting person would move on in that amount of time–

Lopez: [Honestly, you two are not subtle. Even I’ve noticed and I try my hardest to ignore you all.]

Grif: You would! You would act like that around a crush! Holy shit, they nailed you, Simmons!

Donut: Did someone say Donut?

Donut: Wait a minute! Fanfiction?? Those are my people! Let me host this one please please please? I’ll be the hostess with the mostest! I’ll put my Donut whole into it!

Simmons: Yeah, I need to go bleach my eyes, so be my guest.

Grif: And I just wanted to watch Simmons die as he read all this. It’s no fun if it’s you, Donut.

Donut: Well, I’m excited. I can’t wait to read how deep they’ve penetrated into you and Simmons’ relationship! Looks like you two are in a lot of these.

Simmons: Lalala I can’t hear you. I can’t hear anything and therefore do not need to respond to any awkward topics.

Donut: Ooh, they’re all romantic.

Grif: Oh god, yeah, let’s go.

Doc: Could I be co-host? I haven’t helped host one of these in forever!

Donut: I thought you didn’t like this kind of thing?

Doc: Well, we’re keeping it PG, I’ll be just fine.

Donut: Ehhhh

Doc: Donut. We’re keeping it PG, right? *O’Malley* I hope not. I’d like to see some carnage. Shut up, you fool. It’s fiction. *Doc* I didn’t say anything. *O’Malley* You were about to chastise me.

Donut: Depends… does PG stand for pornogr–

Doc: Donut! *O’Malley* Or pussy grande. *Doc* O’Malley! There’s way more out there than just smut! Even in the romance genre there are comedies, introspective pieces, adventure, slice-of-life, drama…

Donut: Well, yeah, but I figured we could do a little of everything.

Lopez: [Jesus christ, just choose one. I’m going to burn this anyways.]

Donut: Good idea, Lopez! Burn it to discs! We can send them out as audiobooks!

Lopez: [I meant in a fire.]

Donut: Yeah, it is a fire idea, Lopez. Jeez, now you’re just fishing for compliments. *clears throat*

Doc: We’re doing a “safe for work” one, right? *O’Malley mutters* You are a wet, wretched blanket. I hope you know that.

Donut: Yeah, yeah. Jeez. Now I have to clear my throat dramatically again! *clears throat*

——

you know what? fuck it. this is about in line with my other fake psas maybe i’ll complete it and post it on ao3. eventually. on an april 1st, naturally lol

#red vs blue #my fics

[nice-and-accurate-ramblings]

⚠️WARNING: Good Omens Season 2 Episode 5 Spoilers below the cut!

Don’t click on the read more if you don’t want spoilers!!

Lmao Shax is NOT getting a legion of hell

“I have a permit” “this just says ‘I can do what I want’” kinda energy

“Can I watch?” Crowley is sooo along for the shenanigans

HE GAVE AWAY A BOOK

TWICE?!?!?!

AZIRAPHALE. WHAT.

Okay no but this circles around to that lovely headcanon that he doesn’t actually mind selling or giving away books as long as it’s to the right people

NOT THE FRENCH AGAIN. AZIRAPHALE PLEASE. SHE IS SO DONE WITH YOU

At least his French is better now

CROWLEY IS SO DONE LMAOOO

Shax scary o_o

“You’ve been together long? You and your partner?”

“IT CERTAINLY LOOKS LIKE THAT FROM HERE”

“HES NOT MY BIT ON THE SIDE, FAR TOO PURE OF HEART TO BE ANYONE’S BIT ON THE SIDE, HE’S JUST AN ANGEL… I know”

MR GAIMAN I AM IN YOUR WALLS FOR THAT ONE

Oh he looks DEEP in thought

Shax is going to commit murders. And then take the stairs

WELL THAT WAS A LOT TO PROCESS BEFORE THE THEME SONG EVEN HIT

Theory while the theme song plays: is it a play by Gabriel and Beelzebub to restart Armageddon? Gabs goes missing, everyone is watching the situation, hell sends an army to attack an archangel, war ensues??

“Smited? Smote?” “Smitten” yeah someone here is smitten alright 👀 two someones actually

*leaves* *grabs the bottle of wine on the way out*

Ohhh Nina honey please please please leave her. This is some Grade A Toxic Shit

I want to give Nina a huggg

CROWLEY. STOP. TALKING. YOU ARENT SUPPOSED TO SPILL THAT SECRET. THAT IS A VERY IMPORTANT SECRET.

Crowley holy shit

Gabriel holy shit

“My head isn’t built for that” kind of like how Job’s wasn’t built for that? Is he human now????

IN A MATCHBOX?!?!

HE TOOK IT OUT FIRST AND PUT IT IN. THE BOX HE BROUGHT HERE.

If it happens again it’ll seem like an institutional problem? GABRIEL WHAT. THE FUCK.

“Do you want a hot chocolate” 🥺🥺🥺

Oh my god the angels know absolutely nothing about humans

MURIEL!!!!

Uriel and Michael have a wonderful silver and gold vibe happening here

Crowley shut the fuck up you are nice

WAIT AND SEE

I HAVE WAITED. LET ME SEE. L E T M E S E E.

OH THAT’S MRS. SANDWICH

oh Aziraphale you are either so oblivious or so incredibly ace or both

Aziraphale really said WE ARE HOSTING A BALL

Ohhh Nina I am giving you the biggest hug. You’re better off, queen 🥺

“For once in your life, trust somebody” “You’re weird!!” Correct response. He is weird. But yeah listen to him.

JIM WHAT ARE YOU WEARING

AZIRAPHALE THIS IS INSANE AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

“YOU YOUNG PEOPLE” SHSHDJFJFKG

Oh no Maggie you need to run. Like. Now.

Thank you Crowley 😭

Okay Aziraphale this is uh. Weird. This is getting creepy fast.

Is she… you know… a seamstress 👀

I now understand why choreography was needed for this episode

Aziraphale’s face when watching them dance,, it’s the toesy-woesies face,,,

Gabriel is being flirted with en masse and is entirely oblivious

PERHAPS YOU COULD TELL ME WHILE WE DANCE

I-

I AM

HAJSKDKDKDKFNGKKSKFJGKHLLDKF

Shax I swear if you interrupt this I will find a way to reach through the screen and strangle you myself

“I know I’m hard work” “I’m not afraid of hard work” Maggie and Nina have my whole entire heart agghhh

THEY ARE DANCINGGGGGG

Aziraphale you are really not underestimating how much trouble you’re actually in

Oh fuck oh shit oh no

“You came to me. I said I would protect you. And I will.” Someone explain why I am about to cry.

THE COAT, GABRIEL WHAT

oh no the two tiny half miracles were too effective

T-O-S-T-E. TOAST.

CROWLEY GOING LAWYER MODE AHSHDJDJF

Oh my god he made it up I love him. I love him so much this is 🤌🤌🤌

Oh hi Mr. Brown you’re about to get murdered.

HM. YEAH HE UH. HE DID GET MURDERED.

“Have you got your hand in” “oh I’ve got more than that” “I bet you do”

CROWLEY YOU ARE IN FACT A GOOD LAD. LISTEN TO MRS. SANDWICH

I-

“Make your own plans” “Oh I am! But rescuing me makes him so happy!” I AM GOING INSANE. I HAVE NO WORDS. I JUST. GIVE ME A FUCKING MINUTE.

oh hi Muriel!

“Good job! You arrested me!” “You’re arresting me, why would I be trying to trick you?” If this upsets Muriel I am legally obligated to throw hands

WHAT IS HAPPENING

On to episode 6, I am slowly losing my mind 😀👍

#good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens spoilers #good omens season 2 spoilers #gos2 #gos2 spoilers #good omens s2 spoilers #good omens s2 #good omens 2 #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens liveblog

[nutria--oscura]

me? listening to an ep when it comes out rather than hours later? a rare occasion for sure (shit's gonna go down isn't it?)

~spoilers for s2 ep47~

"crunchy munchy refuge"? HENRY'S BACK? PLEASE

"they must deal with the loss of a team member" WELL- YEA. THEY BETTER TALK ABOUT IT

hi um... what song is this? why? oh- no reason... not sobbing at all [screams]

we did it boys... Hermie finally got his show stopping number, his final performance, the entire cold open to himself.

"this same podcast dungeons and dragons" PART ?? OF WILL SAYING IT DND INSTEAD OF DNDADS (it makes me giggle so much every time)

every time Matt opens Link's fact by reminding everyone that the teens are spouses, it returns to me the life Anthony takes away whenever he hurts Hermie

OOOOOO PROPS? Love Will bringing in the props- THE LOVERS? REVERSED LOVERS- OH SHITTTTT

loving the energy in the room

oh? Lark and Sparrow are with them?

OH YEAH- NORMAL WASN'T CONSCIOUS OH SHIT-

HIDE HERMIE??? YEA LISTEN TO SCARY, DON'T TOUCH HIM-

idiots- the lot of the- WAIT WHAT- ANTHONY

OH NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Lark just trying to leave-

Normal doesn't see Hermie? wow, ok, i'm already crying- ok

LARK AND SPARROW FUCK OFF- LET HIS SAY BYE-

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK F U C K K K K

"this heaven has one less spouse, but heaven has one more angel" I love Hermie but, that boy is not going to heaven

Anthony sounded so inspired when he said "garages" I aspire to be that inspired in my life lol

Hi Will, let Normal go feral please :) Merci <3

NORMAL CASTS COMMAND

ELDRITCH BLAST ON THE DOOR

YES FREDDIE FUCK YEA

"I want to pull the pin on one of them and then throw the whole box at them" to that I raise you, wasn't it Darryl who threw the ENTIRE bag of beans in s1? Wilsons and throwing full containers of dangerous stuff, I tell ya-

"the shrapnel does a cool, like right over my eyebrow? y'know, cool scar, y'know?" SCAR SCAR SCAR SCAR ON LINKKK

Pennies? NAT 1 NOOOOO

"they haven't made pennies in years Normal" oKAY

GENTLE REPOSEEE

FUCK

NORMAL AND THE NAT FUCKING 1S JEEZ-

I just saw 2 ppl's names who are coming up and i am now so terrified-

ANTHONY NO PLEA- THAT'S THE SEGUAY? HOLY SHIT

how did I fucking know that that would be the knock- whAT?

Henry has a portal to old earth?

jumping = falling upward

Oakvale? man with bracele- iS THAT BARRY?

why does he have old Erin O'Neil's voice

HENRYYYYYYY HENRY HENRY HENRY HENRYYYY!

ok. who said Henry would be like "i'm still alive cause of my healthy vegan lifestyle" to the other dads? i'm giving you a pat on the head and a cookie

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

SEX FURNITURE? yea, ok.

MERCEDES IS DEAD? NOOOOOO (the second Will said "jar of Mercedes Oak-Garcia's ashes" I dropped my phone-) WHY IS TIME PROGRESSING IN THIS PODCAST ABOUT GENERATIONAL TRAUMA AND HOW IT CAN EFFECT PEOPLE OVER TIME AGHHHHH-

"can you go wait outside" oH NOOOOOO

HERMIE ARCANA CHECK- FUCKING 3- WILL CHANGE YOUR DICE PLEASE GOD NO

FUCK NO NO NO N O O O

"if none of you guys can help him and none of you guys understand how this works then we gotta go to the one guy who can!" THE WAY I JUMPED OUT OF MY FUCKING SEAT WHEN WILL SIAD THT- SCAM ACTUALLY IS BACK TOOO BOIS

YOU TELL THEM NORM. YOU FUCKING TELL THEM

Scary's voice- oh gosh-

THE SIMPSONS?

"I'm here when it's sad, I'm here when it's fun. Did somebody do something to my son?" NEW SCAM OPENING RHYME AHHHHHH

SCAM ACTUALLY ACTUALLY CARES

"he's just a goof, goofs never die" WHAT IF I DIE?

NO SOUL?

hey, Anthony. fuck you <3 /j well... /hj

YES NORMAL PUNCH HIM (can you guys tell i love scam?)

"bad girl, i'm a bad girl i do what needs to be done. sometimes people fuck with my friends and i fuck with them back"

"you feel like home for some reason" WHAT IF I CRY?

TELL HIM SCARY- OH NOOOOO

one thing i have learned is when Will's character(s) start crying, i cry. and well... Normal's crying, and gUESS WHAT?

OH GODDDD THE TWO-FACE TREE FOR OUR TWO-FACE BOY-

NORMAL AND HENRY <333

THE SEX CANDLES-

HENRY'S FAVOURITE SHOW IS BACK!

THE EMOTIONAL WHIPLASH OF THE EP GEEZ

CHAPARRAL ON 3? OH SHI- yeaaaa

THE SUN IS BACKKKK

"Normal goes to the sort of fresh mound of earth, where Hermie is buried, and he kneels and he says, 'I liked you too.' He puts his hand on the dirt and he says, 'goodnight sweet prince.'" OH GOD OH FUCK- I LITERALLY COLLAPSED ON THE GROUND AND WHEN I GOT UP SLIPPED AND SLID DOWN THE WALL FROM CRYING- OH GEEZ- "GOODBYE SWEET PRINCE, SWEET PRINCE" OH GOSH-

WE'RE DOING THE MEMORIES NOW???? GOD-

i'm sorry- they're teaching Hero AND NORMAL

DADDIES HQ

FREDDIE WITH THE SAVE- OH CMON ANTHONY-

what. the. fuck.

NO. DON'T END ON NORMAL BEING YELLED AT. FOR THE SAKE OF MY MENTAL HEALTH DON'T. PLEASE-

love that Normal at 6 years old had the intelligence to lock the door. no one at daddies hq did that. like, the door was unlocked when Normal got there

In conclusion:

HERMIE NOOOOO-

#HEAD IN MY HANDS #fuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkk #this. episode. is. giving. me. so. much. emotional. whiplash. #dndads spoilers #dndads #whispers of the raine #edit: cant believe i forgot the in conclusion #that's like this things whole brand (imo) #other than being essentially a giant shitpost that is #anyway #time to go study for my psychology test tomorrow

[trashexplorer]

Status: Complete

Synopsis: Kitagawa Nagi, a freshman at an art school, is in love with his senior, Yamasaki Yuu, who happens to be both his neighbor and in the same folk song club as him. Since Yuu had good looks and was bound to be popular, naive country boy Nagi resigned himself to the fact that his love would always be unrequited. During their club’s welcoming party, Nagi was tasked to send his senior back to his apartment since he lived right next door to him. As Nagi tucks him in his bed, Yuu grabs hold of him and passes out with Nagi trapped in his embrace. Once morning comes, Nagi sneaks out, careful not to wake Yuu up and keeps that night a secret... along with the following instances of it happening again. Maintaining the facade of being a good kouhai to his senpai, Nagi keeps his feelings in check, but they only grow as Yuu treats him to his favorite ramen and even lets him ride with him on his bike.

I’m open to re-translation, but please use your own scans. Please refer to my re-translations post to see if there already is a scan team re-translating this work in the same language you will be proposing.

Please don’t upload/post this on reading sites and don’t forget to support the author by buying the original goods if you can!

Spazz

Surprise, surprise, we have yet another Pride Month release. I’m trying to cram everything I can before my retirement.

I mean, I didn’t actually tell anyone that I was gonna work in this, but people who know me probably had a feeling ‘cause I just wouldn’t shut up about it. I MEAN, JUST LOOK AT HIM—

LIKE, HELLO??? Holy fuck, I fell hard for Saki and his mole. Also, this was just the sweetest thing I’ve ever worked on. Taki Nekoze got nothing on this. I just had to scream into a pillow through Chapters 4 & 5 and the extras because of how adorable they were. I figured I’d work on something fluffy after Kotonoha, but I completely forgot how allergic I was to feelings. That scene where they were gonna hold hands, I just—

Really??? Right in front of my pancit canton??? Magbrebreak din naman kayo mga putangina kayo HAHAHAHAHA

This is just me being bitter, jealous, and lonely overall.

Anywho, I hope y’all enjoy my idiot sons. I hope Yamashita Machi gets more recognition in the future ‘cause dang literally everyone in this manga is hot. Somebody pls make them an MU page ‘cause they got none. 

I’ll also be working on the Twitter extras promptly and might post them here aside from uploading them to the main folder. 

#tes

[knowlessman]

I didn't get burned out on bnha or anything, I just got a switch with botw for my birthday and opened it early 'XD anyway ep 8-9

show has half its runtime's worth of jk they keep adding stuff to these flashbacks so most of them don't really count as recycled, it does feel like quite a bit of flashbacks sometimes tho

something something dr strangegirl love the bomb idek what that movie's about

I will say this, I keep forgetting how the intro goes. first one may be a bit forgettable (or maybe I've just watched too many anime and don't have enough space left for new ones to leave an impression, idk)

ooh do we get to watch another match? honestly surprised if we do but I mean it's a fun concept to begin with. …as long as mineta's not in it, cuz that could be a skip : | -- …who are any of these - oh that's invisible girl -- …zuko's in this one and I didn't even recognize him

…dangit I was hoping that wasn't gonna be a thing with her : | this might be embarrassing enough without mineta

I mean that one's (shoji) novel at least but still ew

huh.

ooh dang, we get to see what natsu AND birdman do -- oh nvm they montage'd it. eh fair enough, I guess only an old-school show with no concept of arc fatigue would make an entire arc out of just this

"mr natural-born hero." hm. I hadn't thought about what the other heroes who're in on his secret would think of him. …is writing anything that's about superheroes as a concept and not letting any hint of eugenics-like thinking show through (even without tacitly endorsing it), like, intrinsically hard?

"this town ain't big enough for the chip on my shoulder" -- deku. DEKU NO -- how the fuck is he sposed to react to that, I think he's just gonna kill you now

'XD "I knew I was forgetting something! I'm supposed to do my Might Guy bit again today!"

Mission Failed Successfully? also I'm confused, why is he still walking away

next. judging by the title, Iida's big in this one : ]

bakugo's gonna love his claim to fame being "that guy the sludge monster took hostage" 'XD

okay so no hat no clogs just breaks out the cocoon at will. mood

I'd vote for you iida

okay they at least gave him the only competent kid in the room as deputy, that's good

oh yeah, Iida has a point; Deku's Karate Kid viewpoint could be useful (idfk what a class rep even does tho) -- "with glasses and everything" uraraka could you be right a little quieter -- danged sub not doing the entire job and making me check if the dub actually translates this bit --- huh. they outright replaced it. I guess it's just a class diction thing. also holy shit why is this dub so quiet

"aren't they illegal trespassers? can we beat them up" daaang, I guess this tells us something about this Mic guy

'XDDD oops

"goodbye, bad mass-communication!" ?????????????????? is radio jockey man okay

good for iida. just please don't spongebob this okay, please, iida? -- EMERGENCY EXIT -- EMERGENCY EXIT OMFG I THINK I HAVE A FAVORITE CHARACTER DOES THE NAME STICK

yeah yeah somebody broke your door I do not fucking care

oh NOW you clear that up about all might losing his powers. well, better now than next season ig

oh it's the tokyo ghoul

yeah, gonna be quittin here, got stuff tomorrow

#knowless watches bnha

[thequietmanno1]

Thelreads, MHA 272, Replies Part 2

1) “HOLY SHIT THANK GOD GRAN TORINO WAS PAYING ATTENTION, BECAUSE MIC WOULDN`T EVEN GOT A CHANCE TO TRY TO RUN AWAY

FUCK MAN THAT WAS TOO CLOSE”- No warning, no means to fight back, nothing to do but flee and cower before absolute power. This is not a fight, this is a slaughter, and it will not cease until there is nothing left to target. 2) “Now, whatever it was that was on those flasks is not important.

There is no need to store quirks for later use

The one to End it all doesn`t need those pointless things, he already has everything he needs.”-A point to differentiate AFO and Tomura. AFO would have tried to preserve the Quirks and the power they possessed whilst destroying the heroes, possibly holding back the more destructive powers he had, just because they would have been something he’d have wanted to possess. Tomura doesn’t care for potential power, only what he has and how much he needs to achieve his ambitions in combat presently. 3) “Now everyone that can fly, please help the person to your right not being disintegrated if you please “- He couldn’t fly, but Crust did his part to stop Aizawa being disintegrated, even to his personal detriment. 4) “ALSO FUCKINGHELL WHOGR ABBBED AIZAWA FUCK OFF LET MY MAN GO HENEEDS TO SEE HIS DAUGHTER”- The High-End was already being disintegrated by Decay, so there was no way it could be saved or dragged to safety. It just wanted to take somebody else down with it in its last moment, an act of pure spite against its enemies, but at least that meant Crust was able to make his last actions a heroic one.    (MHA ch 261) 5) “And then next page it`s him lying dead on the ground.

Alright, he probably will survive this, but it would be hilariously dark if this was the case, I tell you that.”- Completely hilarious. Side-splitting, you could say, along with everything else about him splitting into pieces….

  (MHA ch 261)

6) “Alright, maybe the Nomu does know his name. Sue me. It won`t change a fact, his name is now set in stone in my brain, I will never recall what`s supposed to be his actual name.”- I wonder if this got it stuck in there…    (MHA ch 262) 7) “okay, so it can expand apparently. And that guy there- what was his name again- Crush? Crust. I like Crush better, makes it a possible foreshadowing of what fate he shall have- anyway, Crush there is holding him back, which might be how he will end up getting his name after all.”-  I think ‘Crumble’ suits him better now.    (MHA ch 262) 8) “Now the true question is how strong those shields actually are, because they need to be able to keep a powerhouse like this from crushing all of you. Considering your rank, I hope the power of your quirk also be quite high.”- His shields are apparently very strong, but unfortunately, Tomurra’s Decay is a flat-out gamebreaker move. Strength, speed and defences all mean nothing against his ability to return everything to the void as fine particles so long as a single piece of contact is made to continue the spread.   (MHA ch 262) 9) “Don`t talk like that about yourself already Crush, you still have so many more panels before you go! Don`t cry, I`m pretty sure your death will be quick and painless, the Nomu will make sure you die before you`re as flat as a pancake.”- Quick, yes. Painless?... depends how much pain you can feel when your entire nervous system is disintegrating into dust. 10) “MIC THIS MOTHERFUCKER IS ABOUT TO START MONOLOGUING, JUST LET HIM GO, HE WANTS TO BE ONE WITH HIS MASTER

LET HIM TASTE THE RUIN HE HELPED BRING FORTH”- His role is now done, and all he can do it enjoy the ride wherever it takes him…but he’s certain that the destination won’t be a good one for the heroes, and that thought gives him so much joy. I honestly wonder if heroes did something to him in the past personally, because he seems to loathe them all equally almost as viscerally as Dabi, and if that all stems from AFO’s animosity with them and his immense loyalty to his master, then he’s clearly fanatically insane as well as being a mad scientist in general. 11) “YEP, THERE GOES THE HOSPITAL. HOPE EVERYONE GOT OUT IN TIME”- The civilians had a chance to maybe get some distance, but the heroes? Most defiantly not.

   (MHA ch 269) 12) “Oh, hey endeavor, it`s nice seeing you after that meeting 3-5 years prior. Tell me, did you ever killed pop or did you let Koichi do the honors? Well, it doesn`t matter, because jesus we`re gonna see some gory shit this chapter, won`t we?”- This chapter, this arc….the gore gets turned way up from this point forward. The villains ain’t playing nice, and neither is Horikoshi.   (MHA ch 262)

13) “Alright, that might take a little while I suppose… Y`all we have at least more five minutes before Namek explode, we can start running right now and we might get far enough to have hope of surviving before the initial wave of decay hit us when he wakes up.”- You were pretty much right on the money. Distance was about the only thing that saved those few heroes around the hospital who couldn’t easily fly. 14) “OH PIXIEBOB, I DON`T KNOW IF THROWING THE EARTH BACK IS GONNA STOP IT. THIS DECAY IS FAR MORE POWERFUL THAN IT EVER WAS

I FEAR IT MIGHT BE TOO LATE”- It might not stop it, but a thick barrier would give the Decay’s encroachment a slight delay that could be the difference between Life and Death for some…including possibly Pixiebob herself, if he’s trying to futily hold the life against the onrushing storm like that.

15) “HOLY CRAP. LAST TIME SHIGARAKI TOOK DOWN A FEW BLOCKS WITH HIS QUIRK

THIS TIME THE RANGE IS FAR BIGGER

I WORRY ABOUT HOW FAR IT CAN ACTUALLY GO

NOWHERE IS SAFE, THE END WALKS THE EARTH”- Last time, the limit that restrained him was the self-damage the Quirk did to him pushing it that hard. This time, that restriction is gone, so now we’ll all witnessing what happens when an unstoppable force just keeps going…. @thelreads

#bnha #thelreads #chapter replies #my hero academia #mha 272

[flyingincandescent]

Battle on Coronet's Peak

Fuck, my head is swimming right now, but I've got a fresh cup of coffee so let's fucking go.

Where do I even start... Its been a wild trip, especially last night. I'm not sure what I was supposed to expect at the top of that mountain.

After kicking a dozen galactic grunt asses, I finally reached the exit of the cave. They kept mentioning about how ruthless their boss was, treating them as if they were disposable. Even after defeating them, they seemed pleased with the fact that I'd have to face the wrath of their superiors. I almost feel sorry for them, almost.

I looked upon Spear Pillar with anticipation and awe. Somebody countless years ago built an entire-ass colonnade on top of the highest point in the sinnoh region, the place closest to the creator, and the ones made to enforce the order of creation. I wish the reading material I could find here could go deeper into the legends of these awesome beasts. Regardless, there was more important shit at hand. Up ahead was the trio of galactic higher-ups. I was stopped by Mars and Jupiter. I could probably solo them both if I needed to, but thankfully I had backup. Somehow Barry had been on my tail and decided to battle alongside me for once. I have to say, he's really grown as a trainer, though maybe that's just because we weren't battling against eachother this time.

With the combined efforts of our pokemon, we were able to defeat the two admins together. After that, Barry decided to back out and just sorta heal my pokemon for me. He ran the hell outta there as fast as his legs could take him, and honestly I can see why. The place had a strong imposing aura to it. If my destiny hadn't lead me there, I'm not sure if I would have had the grit to stay there as long as I did.

It was at that point that I approached the man behind all the bullshit that's been going on around here.

Cyrus.

I listened to him do his pensive-ass monologue about how he was gonna rip the world a new one with Dialga's power or some shit. I've known about his plan for a while now, but its only common courtesy to let an evil villain have his moment before you kick his ass. At least, that's what my shitty ass father used to tell me.

...either way, it felt too rude to interrupt him, even if I did get tired of his shit after a while. Eventually he managed to summon Dialga, having apparently dragged it out of another dimension. The huge-ass holy blue dinosaur was wrapped in the Red Chain. It cried out, likely in pain and distress. Cyrus forced Dialga to try and create another galaxy to emerge and destroy the world. Thank fuck those lake guardians showed up before anything went too far out of hand. They must have been pissed as all hell, seeing the fruits of their suffering being used to bring about the great undoing of their world. The lake guardians snapped the chain and blasted it into a fine dust, freeing Dialga from its oppressive hold. I'm honestly surprised that Dialga didn't bite Cyrus's head off after that shit that he put it through. Regardless, Cyrus was pissed off and all he could think of doing was battling me after all that. I gladly obliged, knowing he'd be a sitting duck without his pokemon able to come to his aid.

And so our grand battle begun.

While I've seen his alternate's identical team before, I'd never seen him and his pokemon in battle before. It seems he'd been training like hell since we last met over there! But conversely I've been training my pokemon too. Even with all the curveballs he had to throw at me, I always had a swing to knock it back at him. His team was strong, but mine was stronger. Of course, I also had a full team of 6 at his same level bracket, so that probably made a difference against his 4.

It was a tough fight, but me and my pokemon came out on top. He was stunned, not even willing to admit anything. He's so fucking thick that he still wanted to go back to the drawing board and squeeze the lake guardians for more Red Chain juice! I let that clown and his circus pack up. I did not have the patience to deal with him any more than I had to. Not to mention the fact that Dialga just being there was giving me a huge fucking migraine with my horns picking up way too much fucking time energy off of it.

My destiny awaited. Dialga had once told me in a dream to meet it atop the mountain to prove myself as an equal. This was my shot.

Let me tell you, dialga was fucking strong! It was able to blast most of the pokemon in 1 or two hits easily. It wasn't until I sent out Azumarill to tank for a while that I was able to get a hand hold. It turned out that Dialga's signature move the Roar of Time, can't hit anything that's even partially a fairy type! With that cruicial immunity coupled with Azumarill's ability to tank hits better than anyone else on the team, I was able to take the time to heal the party as much as I needed to.

Feeling that a knockout defeat would be undignified (not to mention profesor rowan had shown up and was glaring at me with high expectations for his fucking pokedex), I decided to catch Dialga. Thankfully it only took two tries with ultra balls.

And with that, the beast was contained.

The professor and his assistant made a few comments, but I just wanted to get some rest. I did my part and it felt like I completed my end of the deal. I could try and check on Dialga later when I was feeling better anyways. Before I took off though, I found a cool-ass rock that I might give to Goldie later. Since I couldn't find any birds to fly me off that mountain, I had to use an escape rope to somehow warp to the bottom or some shit. I don't quite get how that thing works. Either way, I got down and then was able to call a bird to fly me back to Eterna City for a decent return point. Once I got there, I decided to go home. I couldn't focus enough to even speak to nurse joy even if I wanted to anyways.

I'm so fucking glad that gallade helped me get up those stairs. The couch was already occupied by June and I didn't wanna walk over to the other couches either. Once I hit the bed, I was out like a light for over 12 hours.

Being back up again, I realize just how much my pokemon have done for me. They watched over me, they washed the blood off my face, they made sure I was properly tucked into bed. I cried and gave them a group hug for at least 3 minutes. I love them all and they love me too.

The bond between a trainer and their pokemon is a powerful thing.

I want to thank Mew, Kricketune, Atlas, Azumarill, Sharp, and Gallade for everything. They could easily tear me limb from limb if they wanted to, but they won't. I put them through the toughest battles I've ever seen, and yet they stick with me through thick and thin. Is my sense of strategy really that important to them? Does the care I provide heal their woes as well as their ailments enough?

When I was on top of Mt. Coronet, I arrived at an important revelation. For the longest time, I've always wondered why I was the only version of myself that was still alive. I had arrive upon the answer up there.

It's because I had those that cared about me. Those that saw enough worth to keep me safe from the perils of a cruel world. Those that saw beyond my edge and cringe and all my assorted bullshit.

Everyone that's connected to me, everyone that's ever loved me, they've kept me going this entire time. My friends, my family, my pokemon, everyone. I owe it all to them.

Now, beyond that sentimental stuff, there's still the question of what to do with Dialga. With the Cyrus from another instance on Autumnal, I can't exactly have Dialga out in the open over here. Who knows what might happen between those two. Even with the anti-conflict wards, I'd rather not contest it. I think I might take Dialga to the Temporal Precipice for a chat.

I have a feeling that dragon has some words to tell me after all that's gone on lately...

#flyingincandescent #brilliant diamond #sbargv2 #pokemon #dialga