#yknow if i can support and love them and watch them grow

[thegnomelord]

Ok, so I loved your dragon reader/ dragon price fic. The detailed courting rituals got me thinking about how different members of TF 141 react to a s/o who has different courting rituals than them.

The one rolling around in my mind rn is Gaz (which I'm pretty sure is a harpy or bird hybrid of some kind) with a dragon reader.

So Gaz tries to court reader through a more fancy version of pebbling. But, instead of giving cool rocks and sticks, it's gemstones and weapons. Yknow, expensive/fancy things that Gaz thinks the reader might want to add to his hoard.

Btw do you have an anon list? If so, is 👑 anon available?

I don't have an anon list yet but you're welcome to be 👑anon!

It's cool to think how they'd try to court you. I hc that werewolves, and Johnny by extension, are really straightforward. Like sitting way too close, hands roaming over your body, trying to lick into your mouth and going "Hey wanna make more of us?"

Ghost, the poor thing, is completely fucked bc he was human before becoming a wraith, how the Hell is he supposed to know? Que him going through Wikipedia articles and watching documentaries of your species courting and mating (having to rub one out imaging you and him in that position ofc) and just stumbling through the whole courting thing.

CW:NSFW

But Gaz? Oooh Gaz—

Safe to say he's fallen ass over tits for you.

It's the way you take care of them, of him, of the monstrous strength used to defend them turning velvet soft when Gaz needs emotional support that has his harpy hindmind demanding to lock you down before a competitor snatches you away.

Only problem — you're not a harpy. And Gaz has no idea how courtship works, as when he asks Price about it (under the guise of just being curious) the old fart just gives him an amused look and tells him to figure it out.

Though harpies and dragons are two different species, he figures there must be some similarities, so he figures to listen to the old fairy tales about your kind and looks for the shiniest thing he can find, because Harpies court by giving gifts and dragons like to hoard and both of them like shiny stuff right?

You're confused like Hell when one day you wake up to find a silver ring with a shiny amethyst sitting on your windowsill. You know for a fact it's not yours as the instinct to catalogue every item in your hoard is as old as the draconic blood running through your veins and you'd remember if you had it.

When you make sure it's not stolen and no owner can be found, (because who'd wear that type of ring in a military base?) you decide to keep it, failing to notice how the way Gaz's pupils get bigger when you put the ring in your pocket.

It is a nice ring, the shine of the gemstone tickling your brain in a pleasant way. The military doesn't allow dragons to have large hoards, most of the items you've gathered over the decades and centuries safely hidden in vaults, but it feels good to have a small hoard in your den.

You expect this to be a one off event. But. No. Every few weeks you find a new thing on your windowsill, from gems to guns to additions to weapons you've expressed you'd like to get. Each new thing leaves you scratching your head, annoyance growing bit by bit as there's never enough scent on the items to track the culprit down and it's not like you can turn the base upside down looking for them (again).

You're unsure how to feel; it's obvious someone is trying to court you, but it definitely can't be Price because no dragon would go about it like this. But you have to admit it's nice to be desired, regardless how odd the method may be.

Then you notice how Gaz has started acting. . . different. He'll ruffle his feathers and flutter his wings more than usual when you two are alone, purposely stretch more often to make your eyes naturally draw to him, sticking to your side as he talks about everything and anything under the sun.

You're also not a fool. You can figure out it's a harpy's way of trying to show off, but without any open hostility you can only assume he's trying to court you. And you let him, you like his presence and the sound of his voice, the way he gives you a lopsided smile and the way his dark feathers shine like onyx gems when the light hits them juuust right and the way he flushes and stutters when your tail wraps around his leg.

Then one late evening when you're doing paperwork you catch sight of something behind your window in the corner of your eye. Like a flash you're opening the window, your clawed hand gripping Gaz's hand before he can scatter.

Gaz's wings spread out wide, a surprised squawk leaving him as he looks into your slitted eyes. "Uh-, I, eh- Hi?" He says, gulping, his newest gift, a very shiny ruby, held in his hand. But what draws your eye are his dark feathers.

You let out an amused snort, "Hello." You purr, leaning in so your faces are close, enjoying the way he flushes from the proximity. "So you're the little thief that's been visiting me."

Gaz's feather puff up to make his silhouette twice as big, his eyes narrowing, a hurt and angry look spreading across his features. "I'm no thief!" He says, insulted that you'd suggest he can't get you gifts on his own. "I-"

"You are," You hum, reaching out your other hand to hold his jaw, and even with his anger he feels his mind croon at how softly you touch him. "You're in the process of stealing my heart."

"Oh." Is the most intelligent thing he can come up with, his pupils blowing wide like he'd just seen the shiniest thing in his life. "Oh."

"Yes," You shrug and pull your hand back to yank one of your scales out of your shoulder, giving it to him as you take the ruby. "Keep this safe for me, yeah?" You hum and then you let him go, going back to your work while he's left dumbstruck, clutching the scale close to his chest.

When it finally settles in his head that you'd just given him a gift, that you'd reciprocated, and given him a shiny gift, oh he's treating that scale like it's the most precious thing in his world. He keeps it close to him, cooing to it in the privacy of his room, keeping it on his pillow so he can fall asleep with your scent in his nose.

He also doubles down on the gifts, but now he's very open about it, to the point you'll have him randomly come into your office to give you something shiny or another weapon, preening so prettily when you praise the thing he's brought back, nuzzling into your neck and fluffing up his feathers. His heart swoons when you show him the small hoard you've made with all the things he's brought you, and you end up spending the entire evening with him cuddled up to you, chirping happily.

"Hey, can I see that scale I gave you?" You ask after a couple of weeks, curious to see how he's treated it.

"Uh, sure." Gaz can swear his heart's beating like a war drum as he watches you inspect your scale, checking for scratches or cracks.

But you find none, it's still as shiny as the day you'd given it to him. Maybe even shinier.

You smile and before he can do anything you pull him close to you by a hand on his hip. "Very well done, little thief." You hum, kissing him. Gaz melts against you, not even your lips able to muffle the happy chirps and croons that escape his chest.

You spend the next few months getting familiar with each other's bodies, lazy evenings spent with your clawed hands preening his wings, Gaz steadily melting into the bed with every brush of your fingers. Kyle taking a few extra minutes in the morning to rub his face between your wing, chirping and crooning.

Harpy mating season comes around and you're caught off guard when you come to your room to find your covers and pillows and entire wardrobe on the ground, turned into a makeshift nest with a very naked, and very horny, Gaz sitting in the middle of it.

His eyes are hazy but he knows you're there the second your scent hits his nose, the most desperate sound you've ever heard leaving his lips, bruised from how hard he'd been biting them to reign his noises in, to keep them only for you.

"Mate-" Kyle whines, shuffles in the nest that has the pretty gems he'd gifted you strewn amongst the fabric, "-need you, please- I-"

One more needy sound is all it takes to have you tumbling naked into the nest in record time, deep guttural purrs answering his pleased coos. He presses flush against you, seeking out your mouth, whole body burning up and his thighs shaking, his cock rock hard.

"I got you, pretty thief." You rumble, pulling him into your lap, his wings spreading out and feathers puffing up, as if he needs to make himself look even more desirable. "What do you need Kyle?"

"Need you," Kyle whines, pawing at your own erection, desperate fingers shaking as he strokes you, "Please- hurts, I need- mate."

You shush him with sweet kisses, your hand sliding down to very carefully stretch him open while avoiding injuring him with your claws, your mind purring at how willingly he opens up for you, wings and limbs shaking as he whimpers against your lips, his mind steadily leaking from his cock.

"You're alright," You calm him when you pull your fingers out, positioning him so your cock head rests against his entrance, not missing how Kyle preens at your strength. "Going to breed you right, gonna take care of you."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Kyle moans are loud as you steadily push your cock into him, his walls clamping down on every inch of your length. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank- mate." His claws dig into your shoulders, clutching you tight as you bottom out in him, his hole clenching you in sync with his ragged breathing.

"I'm here," You hum, barely able to think, "Just relax, let me take care of you." You say, feeling him relax into you, and with deep purrs and lots of praise you begin to fuck him, moving him like a fleshlight on your cock, letting him moan and groan and scream his heart out uncaring who hears it, your ancient blood singing at the thought of his noises being a testament to your abilities as a mate.

Then the tight heat and the scent and just Kyle has your mind forgetting how to think, your body moving on it's own to show Kyle he'd picked a good mate.

#cod mw2 #gnome correspondence #x reader #Gnome's Spittballs #trinkets from the hoard #male reader #top male reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x male reader #kyle gaz garrick x male reader #kyle gaz garrick #cod mlm #cod modern warfare #monster cod au #cod smut #cod x male reader

[honeykaes]

—𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲

✦ pairing: kaveh x reader

✦ w/c: 2.1k

✦ warning: dark content, yandere content, minors do not interact

✦ disclaimer: gender-neutral reader, gods/goddesses au, based on apollo myth, kidnapping, stalking, planned assassination, same universe as death's infatuation, gaslighting (alhaitham to kaveh), implied drugging, unedited

Kaveh hated how much he wore his heart on his sleeve despite being a divine entity. He was the God of Creativity after all, and his kindness and diligence with his craft had granted him favor with the many Gods and Goddesses of the lands. He even had favor with the other two most powerful Gods in Sumeru. Alhaitham, who he hated to praise, was analytical, granting favor for all that asked for his knowledge and skill. Nahida, who he loved, was sweet and merciful, often blessing the unfortunate and giving them a chance in life. Still, between the two of them, his heart couldn’t help fluttering in envy at times—wishing he could have the respect they craftily created. 

It wasn’t until one day when he met with Alhaitham he saw another side of the usual stoic and cynical God. His typical eyes burned from their usually greenish hue to bright red, silently steaming. Kaveh resisted the urge to back up watching vines beginning to climb up and weave their way through the room. The God of Wisdom glared down at Kaveh before turning his body away from him. Kaveh only narrowed his eyes but could feel himself shrink, feeling Alhaitham’s anger. Kaveh swallowed, saliva coating his dry throat letting flowers begin to grow on the vines as a means to try to distract him and let the sweet aroma coax his anger.

“Alhaitham. It’s unlike you to be this bothered about anything. What happened to the perfect creation,” Kaveh attempted to greet in a sarcastic and light tone. Alhaitham’s body shook for a second before he sighed, as red began to dissipate from his form returning to its emerald green state. Alhaitham took a seat grabbing a large henna berry from a bowl beside him.

“One of the villages that pray to me has stopped because a lowly foreign mortal has convinced them the meritocracy, I so carefully created, should be crushed,” he sighed. Kaveh resisted the urge to sigh. He couldn’t help but agree with the mortal for once. He despised Alhaitham’s meritocracy style, seeing how many people fell through the cracks.

“...Diplomacy? Acceptance? As if these mortals can actually enact these laws without a coup or the knowledge to keep their civilization alive without the Gods,” Alhaitham sighed. Kaveh simply shrugged, a lazy smile on his thin pink lips.

“To think you’re bothered over something so trivial. You just said it yourself. They’re a mortal, Who cares? They’ll probably die before they can enact real change in your civilization, yknow?” Kaveh replied. Alhaitham’s eyes flickered up to Kaveh in annoyance.

“Sheesh, okay okay. I’m sorry!” Kaveh yelled out. Alhaitham sighed once more. His slim fingers tapping on a marble table..

“...I need you to do a favor for me. Get rid of them. Kill them. Make them disappear. Take them back to wherever they came from, I don’t care,” Alhaitham announced,” It’s too dangerous to let them continue doing as they please as the seeds of change have already been planted.” 

Kaveh ruby eyes widened. Kaveh typically didn’t do bounties anymore, especially after...he had to kill another God. Kaveh swore to himself he wouldn’t let himself go that far anymore.

“Alhaitham I can’t—”

“You don’t think you owe me after all the support and needs I gave to a dying God. Let’s be real, if you were on your own, you wouldn’t be able to talk to me right now, now would you Kaveh? I would do it myself, but I know Nahida would encourage me not to and I don’t feel like debating her right now,” Alhaitham muttered. Kaveh clenched his mouth tightly, flowers beginning to wilt at his frustrations. Alhaitham was right, he couldn’t protest. It was because of Alhaitham people began to pray to him again, raising him to popularity. If that last girl, Nilou, managed to perish, he would have disappeared with her.

“...Fine. Show me what they looks like.”

Kaveh flew in the night, based by the dark the night graced him. Below, he saw your blurred form talking with someone in a temple. Trees were scattered around, as Kaveh descended. As his eyes adjusted and saw your sad form, his cold, guarded heart fluttered. He felt his cheeks heat up, he was sure he was blushing. Why was this happening at all times?

“We fall in love in one second as divine beings. It only takes one sight to know we want to be with that person for the rest of our existence.”

That comment from his late mother resonated with him. Was this a sign? You must be his love? His forever? Kaveh has been so jealous of the other deities having cute nymphs catering to them. He wanted that, to fill the void in his life. Kaveh wanted you to help fill the void in his life.

Kaveh could see the old tear stains on your face as you spoke with your friend. You had caused the wrath of Al-haitham? You seemed so gentle and sweet. 

“(Y/n), I promise it’ll be okay. I swore to you that I would protect you. I refuse for you to get hurt and I stand by any of my promises,” the man insisted. His dark-skinned hands wiped your cheek before gently caressing your cheek gently, the coolness giving you goosebumps. Kaveh resisted the urge to swoop in and take his hand from you. Kaveh didn’t expect you to be this close with Cyno, the God of Judgment. He was considered a lower god and mainly did dealings in the human world. 

“Cyno, I’ve angered the Gods and couldn’t even give you what you wanted. This is it for me. I’ve accepted my fate. The village was already planning on marrying me off to appease Alahitham’s other villages. You don’t have to protect me,” you insisted. Lightning begins to crackle from a distance causing your form to jump. Cyno narrowed his eyes towards the rest of the temple, gentle snow falling from it.  

Kaveh clicked his tongue understanding the situation now. Cyno had been the one to get you to advocate for diplomacy and crush the meritocracy in the village. He wondered if Alhaitham would retaliate against him if he knew.

“I’m going to make this up to you, I promise. I’m going to head off and ask my allies to protect you—this used to be Tighnari’s village after all. I’m sure...he has already requested for your head,” Cyno muttered. You placed a hand on his shoulder.

“...You should be protecting yourself, Cyno. Now go, alright?” you insisted. With a sad nod, the God of Snow morphed into stormy purple clouds, as it drifted towards the sky to Mount Celestia. You sighed into the night once more before going to the plaza where the village was celebrating.

The men were conducting traditional dances of the forest, in an attempt to appease Alhaitham. The bright color of green, black and gold was worn all over—contradicting your soft red attire. You knew the village was filled with kind people, who feared what would happen if larger villages would come in and overrun the area. You were thankful they still treated you with the kindness you gave them. Your eyes wandered towards a boy who suddenly dropped his toy on the ground, eyes wide and looking at something else. Slowly, the other villagers followed. You narrowed your eyes, turning your head towards their direction—to see him.

Kaveh loomed in the sky as the mortals looked in awe. He continued to look at you, attempting to morph his face into that of anger—a complete contradiction to his internal feelings that wanted nothing to hold you in his arms. 

“Foreign mortal, you have angered a friend of mine and for that, I have been sent down to deal with you myself. How lucky,” Kaveh seethed. He quickly lunged forwards swooping you in his arms. He resisted the urge to moan from the smell of your body. You felt so soft under his tight grip, as you struggled in fear. Kaveh shifted his head causing his blonde hair to seem wilder than what it was, gripping you tighter, as he looked down to the village.

“Be sure to not piss him off again. Would hate to see him bury this place up like he did the last,” Kaveh stated, shooting up to the sky. He could hear the screams of the villagers dying out as he reached closer and closer to his home in the heavens. You had stopped struggling, your beautiful eyes shut closed. Kaveh assumed you had stressed yourself out so much, you passed out. It was no worry though.

He’d be sure to take good care of you.

You fluttered your eyes open, looking at the large empty bed lifting your form up from the silky sheets of the bed. You’d been with the mysterious floating man for 3 months now. Life was relatively mundane for you. 

You couldn’t ask him questions, he’d ignore you insisting on talking about something else. You couldn’t leave wherever you were lodging at, he insisted it was for your protection. The only company you had were the books he had given you: stories of different deities in Mount Celestia. Out of all of them, you felt a connection with the newest spring god. You wonder how they were feeling, being with both the God of Death and God of Hurricane.

Life wasn’t all that bad though. You didn’t have to fear Alhaitham anymore. The blond man had given you everything you could have wanted, only wanting your touch and affection as payment. You weren’t really sure if you truly liked him though; he was just a question mark to you.

Tap. Tap. Tap. 

Your eyes wandered towards the window as you approached it. Your eyes widen seeing familiar stormy scarlet-slitted eyes look back at you. It was Cyno. You quickly opened it, feeling your skin shiver from the cool breeze outside. How you missed your close friend. 

“Cyno! I missed you so much! Are you alright?! How did you even get here?!” you began to ramble. Cyno looked around you, seemingly more serious than he usually was, most likely out of caution of being caught talking to you. You narrowed your eyes in confusion.

“(Y/n), I don’t have a lot of time, but you need to get out of here as soon as possible. The man you’re staying with is Kaveh, the God of Creativity, Flowers and Dreams. More importantly, he’s an ally to Alhaitham!” Cyno quickly murmured. The smile on your face fell in confusion, fear began to bubble in your stomach.

“W-What? If that was the case he would’ve killed me already right? I mean I’ve been here for 3 months—

“What are you talking about? You’ve been here for over a year!” Cyno shouted back. Your body began to shake. You had assumed every night you fell asleep, you’d wake up to the next day. Was that not the case? Has Kaveh tampered with your sense of time? Cyno lifted his hand up revealing a silver dagger, placing it gently in your hands. It felt so cold against your skin.

“...If you can manage to stab him with this, it’ll render him immobile for the time being. I can then take you away and up towards my Tighnari’s domain where he agreed to let you stay, alright? You have to do it tonight, do you understand?!” Cyno grunted. His body was becoming foggier and foggier. With a sad sigh, Cyno flashed a gentle smile.

“I promised I would’ve made it up to you, right?” With that, Cyno’s body faded, leaving the view of the blue sky you knew all so well. You held the silver dagger up, the metal shining in the sunlight. 

You trusted Cyno over Kaveh in a heartbeat.

Night arrived rather quickly. You insisted on not eating, claiming you were feeling sick. Kaveh insisted you go to bed early claiming he would sleep with you too. His arms were wrapped around your frame. You could feel his breath evening out. Your frozen body could feel the blond man relax. You wiggled out of his grasp, grabbing the dagger you hit underneath your pillow.

Your hand shook, tears beginning to develop. Could you do this? Could you really stab someone? Surely Kaveh was still kind...right? Did he deserve this? You exhaled, lowering your body from him, dropping the knife away from your grasp. You couldn’t do it. You were too conflicted. 

“...Looks like I was right about you all this time—”

You froze, feeling his hands cup against your cheeks, leaning his face close to yours. Kaveh smiled gently, pale cheeks flushed in a rosy hue. The world around you seem to be slipping, the smell of sweet flowers overwhelming your senses.

“I just knew you were just meant to be mine”

#genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin impact #genshin x reader #yandere genshin #kaveh x reader #yandere kaveh #kaveh imagines #kaveh scenarios #tw dark content #tw yandere

[br1ghtestlight]

i always have this idea of writing a fanfic based on the idea that bob and linda are breaking the cycle of abuse and bad parenting and trying to do better for their kids than their parents did for them

i think linda's parents didnt really celebrate her or tell her they loved her very often. they didnt tell her that she could be anything that she wanted to be or that she was strong and capable so she ALWAYS always tells her kids those things. like as a kid if linda got a good grade on a school project (and remember she wasn't the strongest student so thats a pretty big deal) her parents didnt care at all they were like okay whatever we're busy watching the news so of course if one of the kids gets a good grade or does really well on a project linda is their #1 supporter bcuz she wants them to ALWAYS feel loved and supported and know that she thinks they're amazing because she really never got that from her parents

big bob never really expressed love or affection towards bob i dont think?? like he was a very typical 1980s father he didn't say i love you or talk about feelings or cuddle with his kids and bcuz bob's mom died when he was pretty young he didn't have parental support from anyone. so when he had kids even though he isn't super affectionate or good with emotions he always says i love you to them every single day and hugs them and doesn't get upset if they cry or just want to cuddle with him on the couch thats a good thing bcuz that means they trust him and see him as a source of comfort. bob also didnt really trust his dad they never talked about his life or feelings he never felt like he could go to big bob about anything so with his own kids he always wants them to know that they can come to him with any problem & he will be there to listen and support them and he won't get angry even if they did something stupid. like he is SO intentional in how much he loves his kids and how he supports them expressing their emotions because he was never allowed that with his own father

i also think bob's dad in general just wasn't good at expressing his emotions (typical 1980s toxic masculinity yknow) and whenever bob got upset or cried big bob would be like dont do that dont embarrass yourself boys don't cry >:( be tough you're a MAN so bob always tries to let gene express his emotions and cry even when he's being slightly dramatic and he never gets angry at him for acting feminine bcuz he knows how damaging it is when you're forced to hide that part of yourself (and bob DOES cry in front of his kids bcuz its important to normalize those emotions especially in men)

obviously it isnt lily's fault that she died but i think bob was TERRIFIED (especially when the kids were younger and weren't forming strong memories yet) of dying when his kids were young and not getting to see them grow up just like with his mom like that was his biggest fear and it still kinda is. its bittersweet for him knowing that tina is older than his mom ever got to see him be but in a way its comforting bcuz he knows that he made it this long and he's healthy(ish) so he's probably going to get to see his kids grow up!!!!! and thats so important to him he never wanted his kids to experience the trauma of losing their parent when they're young (linda would probably handle it better than big bob did just to be fair)

anyway i have many concepts and situations for this fanfic and hopefully someday i will write it but LINDA AND BOB ARE TRYING SO HARD!!!! TO BE BETTER THAN THEIR PARENTS WERE FOR THEM!!!!!! it makes me so happy to see and its obvious in so many episodes <3 they're trying so so hard

#not even mentioning episodes like bob fires the kids or loft bed #where its directly stated that bob and linda don't want to make the same mistakes their parents did when raising them #linda's parents were uhh kinda terrible #and they still are #at least big bob seems to be trying now and he has a better excuse for times he failed bcuz to be fair He was a widow and very depressed #txt #bob's burgers

[leviiackrman]

5, 8, 20, 34, 45 for beloveds saeka and nanami 🫶🏼

5. Nicknames? Pet names? Any in-jokes?

Nanami calls her ‘Sai’ all the time! Just a shortened version of her name really, and in return (usually as a joke) she calls him ‘Ken’ (short for Kento haha). Other than that they don’t usually use pet names, it doesn’t really suit them tbh. Like if they said it in front of anyone, they’d be judged for the cringe so they just don’t!

8. What do they like best about their partner?

Nanami loves her passion. It’s not blatantly obvious, but if he watches her while she cooks, he can see how much attention she gives her dishes just by the way she looks at them! Her protectiveness of her siblings he also respects as it carries over to her close friends too! She’s subtly a lot of things to him but he’d never say them to anyone cus he likes being the only one to appreciate them!

Saeka likes his style haha… she thinks he’s too trendy to be a school teacher and he overshadows her but she also doesn’t care haha! Aside from that she enjoys how… different he is? That he’s not the type of person she knew growing up, nor is he anything like her family. He accepts how she is and never once has wanted any part of her to change even tho she thinks she needs to change to be with him (even tho that’s her opinion on everyone else’s opinion yknow?)

20. What does their home look like? Their room?

They have dorms on the school campus but regularly share their accommodation with one another (regardless of how their students would react). Nanamis is kept v tidy but is hardly used apart from sleeping and… other things👀 saeka keeps her space ‘workably clean’ so it may not be immaculate or organised, but it’s functional for her! Her kitchen is ALWAYS immaculate tho. The pair both appreciate the homely feel of her organised chaos, so they often spend more time in her dorm than his. They also have an apartment outside of the school grounds that they eventually move into fully when they’re engaged, but they don’t get to enjoy it together for long ):

34. Do they have any pets?

They have some fish in their fish tank but that’s about it! The Rikihisa family had a koi fish pond at their estate so saeka has always appreciated having fish around! Going and feeding them is a little calm down activity for her when she needs it too

45. Any special dreams or goals they have as a couple? Any heartbreaks? Regrets?

Saeka wants to open her own bakery! She wants to leave the whole teaching life and run her own business doing what she loves, but has never been able to shake the responsibility her father put on her shoulders. Nanami wants to support her in that fully but is hesitant that he’ll feel bored or let down by that career too. They definitely aspired to be together, doing their thing forever… but uhhh… that doesn’t happen sadly, unless I make it an au hehehehe

OTP ASKS

#misc: asks #risingsh0t #otp: take me with you #saeka x nanami

[soft-fella]

I'm the anon who just sent you the TRC thing (I've also been the one sending you the Jaskier/Witcher prompts, so hi, I love what you've been doing with them. I also sent that long-ass fic about getting drunk on a night out and being fed by a lover?? Oh well)

BUT I really like the idea of like?? Supportive gaining? Let's take, I don't know, Ronan or Adam or Gansey or something. Maybe the gang are all hanging out, and they just push more food at them and encourage them to eat more. Not even in a sexual way. More in an understanding, supportive way, where they always pass more food and offer belly rubs and tease them into eating until they burst, and then feed them when they can no longer lift their hands, and rub their bellies until they fall into a food coma, and squeeze their love handles and pride them on how big they're getting. Does that make sense?? I can talk about this all day TBH

NO. UR RIGHT!!! and ugh i’m sorry abt some of the asks not being answered, i’ve got memory issues an executive dysfunction blah blah blah and i’ve been super exauhsted these past coupla weeks when i just want to feel horny yknow. but also TYSMMM for sending in so many asks!!! u have no idea how much i appreciate them, really.

anyways i love this idea.

like. ronan being so relentlessly gluttonous that he doesn’t care. and Gansey and Adam love hkm for it and more than support him. s’way better than street racing kavinsky or whatever bullshit he used to pull when he was a teenager.

nah, now they meet for dinners and lunches and watch ronan stuff himself with so many cocktails and sides and entrees that he’s bursting out of his tank top or band tee. his thighs are pushing against the rips in them, creating big soft bumps along his jeans. his head is swimming from the excess. his wristbands and bracelets are tightening around his softening wrists, and his cheeks are growing plump and soft enough, ironically, hilariously, like a cherubi or something.

adam loves to provide. hes comfortably upper middle class because he worked his ass off at harvard, scored a decent job from networking at events, and managed to find himself a nice place to live. he loves to pay for meals, loves giving now that he has the ability to. he also thinks it’s so incredibly fucking hot when ronan is waddling around, hundreds of pounds on his frame because adam put it there. loves watching him wheeze and struggle into his skinnier than ever jeans. adam is the one who teases ronan about how big he’s looking lately. teases him about a diet. he makes ronan ravenous.

gansey loves to feed ronan. likes to make him wait for his food, say please and thank you, and to excuse himself when he lets out ungodly belches. he’s the one pressing gentle kisses into ronans neck, a big soft firm hand on his belly, gently pushing into the biggest and softest places. he makes him whimper, and wine, and wait. he buys him new clothes, preferably two sizes up so he can watch ronan squirm as he slowly fills them out so much he bursts through them. gansey makes sure he knows who’s in charge. he makes ronan patient.

#minors dni #fat!ronan #feeder combo!adam gansey #TY ANON 🧡🧡🧡🧡 #ur asks are so very appreciated!!!

[eggs-can-draw]

komaeda anon: oh i do have my charger with me all the time bc im paranoid but also i forget phones can die and then look at my battery and get that feeling ur abt to witness ur loved one get shot KAKDKAKF

first off shaking your hand with the paranoid bit cause. same honestly lmao I see my phone hit 37 and suddenly I'm a 50 something watching my loved one grow old and get sick and I have to rush them to life support yknow

#eggs can answer #paranoia can be useful sometimes

[boycigs]

I WILL BE THERE FOR YOU !

bibi's note ; just little scenarios and drabbles ! <3

so in my head, the shinichiro incident happens in my kazutora self ship. but he gets less time . and when he gets out he continues goin to school n stuff. (he wants to make bibi proud)

occasionally bibyana picks him up for a 'doctor's/dentist oppointment', though most of them tend to be going about town having fun and going on rides. (the beach and aquarium happen frequently!)

she tends to take him to school because he often sleeps at her place and when he does he gets so much more rest he doesn't wanna wake up

"c'monnn tora !!! your gonna be late for school. I can take you !!" incoherent grumbles come from bibi's room. "toraaa !!!! I'll come by and take you to our café for lunch" a shout later and she hears the shower running. "atta boy." bibi thinks aloud.

sometimes he gets overwhelmed (2 tears) with her love and support because he didn't get that with his biological family.

it's almost 3pm when bibi decided to check on tora, having texted her that he was up an hour ago she was curious as to why he didn't greet her in person. "tora, can I come in ?" his voice is almost confused as he speaks "why're you asking? it's your room."

"it's still polite. anyway I'm coming in." as the old but sturdy door creaks she finds a lump in her bed. "still not up hm? what's buggin' you darlin'? you can talk ta' me yknow." kazutora feels the dip in the mattress as she sits, patting his back in a comforting manner.

"am i..." he backs down, rethinking what he was about to say. "am i... a mess? a burden to you? i- i mean I can't even process my emotions properly, which leads to me dissociation and going into autopilot mode. and at those times I get lost. i.."

his hyperventilated speech slows down as he catches his breath. "first, can I hug you?" the dual hair toned boy nods, before bibyana slips her arms around him.

"listen tora, you aren't a mess.. you've been growing. since I first saw you, you're so much different, in a good way! you process your emotions in a healthier way now. and I'm glad you talk to me about it. you're improving, and I'm so proud of you for that."

she sits up clearing her throat. "cmon, we should get up and use the rest of the day. kay? we can go watch a movie or walk around town!"

#☆; kaya <3

[forgloryforhonor]

One of the inconsistencies in Tae's characterization imo is that during the Beam Saber arc, Shinpachi claims that she hasn't given a damn about the dojo for over 200 episodes. It feels like she's there in the story but doesn't really do anything, not even contributing to her own goals.

But in beam saber she explained that she’s was still saving up/ or has already saved enough right? How is that not consistent? Moreover i do not think her always being busy with cabaret club, being greedy with money and occasionally gorging on ice cream take away from her goals of saving up to revive the dojo. In fact her side hustles and occasional forays into luxury support her end goals even more.

“It feels like she’s there in the story but she doesn’t really do anything, not even contributing to her own goals.”

...are you sure? Is Otae living in her own way true to herself not helping the story at all? Isn’t it because she was who she was that some parts of Gintama are actually going forward arc-wise? (Takachin arc, Ski resort, farewell shinsengumi, cult arc, benizakura arc, soul switch arc, silver soul arc, etc.). It’s because of the solidity of her base character that the ending of some arcs are already hinted at the beginning of the arc (see ryugujou, kintama, etc.) Maybe she’s not as gung-ho as other fighters but the consistency in most of her writing affects the story more ways than what one normally sees.

Throughout the series (like before beam saber) Otae’s done nothing but look for ways to get even more money and get ahead in everything. (Lady Yagami arc is the most prominent arc iirc). In that regard I do not see inconsistency. I do not mind that she does not always remind watchers of the dojo thing. As long as we see her always busy and working her ass off and also occasionally imparting bushido wisdom to shinpachi/gintoki/kagura, we know ultimately what her end goals are.

Anon maybe you are expecting too much from her? Like for real did you really want to see her mention “I wanna revive the dojo” everytime she appeared? Won’t people get tired of that?

And like... Otae yknow... the dojo wasn’t her only priority as the story progressed. In time Yorozuya became important to her, the cabaret club became important to her, gradually Snack Otose squad became important to her, Otose herself became important to her, then finally Kabukichou became important to her. As the show went on Otae’s circle of friends grew. The people who cared about her and believed in her grew. If her scope of care and influence had gone beyond the dojo, isn’t that proof that she’s always been pursuing her own desires and doing what she wants? That she’s stepping into her potential?

Or are you the type who thinks that just because she is Yorozuya then she isn’t pursuing her own goals? Well I hate to break it to you, but Gintoki and her always ask assistance from each other regardless of the initial intended outcome. (Cabaret club arc, lady yagami arc, hdz idol 48 arc, group date arc, love chorris arc, stalker arc, panty thief arc, correspondence arc, new four devas, etc.)

Gintoki does what he wants when it’s her request and Otae does what she wants when Gintoki asks stuff from her. And when she watches over Yorozuya in the later episodes it was because she already acknowledged Gintoki as “their leader” as early as Kintama arc. She even went above and beyond expectations by bringing them all back together.

Ofc anon we can always agree to disagree on this thing. But this is the way I see her as a character. She’s a lot more selfish and independent than you are implying. She’s been acting on her own, growing on her own, outside and together with Shinpachi and Yorozuya since Lesson One. (They share common interests often though but that just shows how similar she is with Gintoki and the rest of the team.)

If there is an inconsistency with Otae, I think it would be her behavior in Kyuubei’s birthday party IMO. Up till now I still dont get why she didnt fight/talk back at the people who knocked her down. At that point I actually didn’t expect her to succumb to social norms that easily. Maybe some of those guests were patrons in the cabaret club? Maybe she didn’t want the elites to think badly of Kyuubei for having low class samurai friends? Was she faking it? Is she only unhinged when it comes to people who are her stalkers or the same and below her in social caste? Was that a forceful reminder to the classism in edo period?

That’s the only time when I thought her behavior was a bit off. Honestly I don’t know. If someone can give me an explanation of why she was like that in that arc, then let me know.

#tae shimura #shimura tae #otae thoughts

[icharchivist]

i got super emo today and was rereading a transcript of the winter chapters and actually properly absorbed the whole mentions of hisoka saying sorry to august, and there being the "im watching you, december" - apr. and ive got my thinking goggles ON. more points added to the chikage hisoka assassin cult each day. is hisoka december???? is chikage wearing his jacket??? is chikage april??? after all he SPECIFICALLY appeared in the my masters mesmerized by mystery event.... which is the winter troupe one where hisokas the lead..... like clearly hes not just itarus buddy showin up to support. anyways i realize that you're unable to answer any of what i say up here, its mostly just there to demonstrate ive got my thinking cap on SO. ill have to add something that u actually can reply to. i've been fiddling with this concept lately of tenma and yuki ending up at the same university bc i think like. these two are children with other passions than simply theatre and at some point they are gonna yknow. go off and do other things. i think itll be at a point where its good for them to do so and everything, so like, its not like theyll have left mankai completely but yknow. mb a more infrequent presence? and tenma will end up there around the same time as yuki bc he is a world famous movie star who maybe doesnt go to uni at the normal time. but he also does want to be normal i think. i 1) think itd be hilarious because you have this dynamic of yuki being like. why is this hack here. i am starting my cool fashion life at college... why is he here. its kinda weird that someone who knows me so well is here. and tenma is also like wow its also really weird that my roommate is here. yknow. and then everyone else is like "wow you two are besties aren't you" which they hate. but ALSO i think its abt like, you think you have to "grow up" and leave your found family but actually they are always going to find you back in some weird way. and everything in a3 is abt blooming with each other so like making your way Back There... its not a bad thing. something like that. ok that was my point 2) and however many # of points i had there as well lol... ALSO ALSO lately i have been thinking abt how the color of yukis eyes is the same as tenmas hair (i love juzas eyes as they are but if they were orange then he tenma and yuki would make a perfect secondary color trio....). anyways i think yuki would absolutely rebel against this. are u kidding me tenmas hair is the color of an anemic tangerine. me i have brilliant sunset eyes. we are nothing alike muku how dare you (and then muku apologizes so much that yuki relents but he is still internally furious and randomly threatens to dye tenma's hair later that week, to much confusion) but eventually its like... so they are the same color. so we are the same color in one way or another. so very many years down the line that is not gonna be an insult but a comfort. or something like that, im rambling, haha.

OWOWOWOWO HI HI HI

of course i can say nothing, i'm keeping my mouth shut. You have hhh, 5 events left to finally start act 2 main story so. so we'll see when we get there. You're closer to it than ever but. yeah.

And oooh i love the concept! Technically as the year pass you do see more characters go to uni and stuff (like on the JPN server the timeline is that 3 years has passed since the begining of the story, so…..) I could see the two of them go to the art university a lot of the gang is going to tbh, like, Yuki for fashion and Tenma for further acting…

"1) think itd be hilarious because you have this dynamic of yuki being like. why is this hack here. i am starting my cool fashion life at college… why is he here." this is so funny bc with Tenma being older, Yuki being like "why are you here" would just have Tenma going "??? I WAS GOING HERE FIRST????" but yes everyone can see they're besties. and i do love the idea of them "making their way back there" sobs

on 2) THIS IS SO FUNNY. Yuki rebelling about the colors is killing me. Poor Muku just pointing it out and Yuki having to conceed.. it's so much.

This is really funny, thank you for sharing :3c

#god i love them #ichafantalks a3 #ichareply #aranarumei

[rek1s-headband]

if it's okay with you, could I request headcanons for reki and langa with a shy s/o?

A/N: Thanks for the request! Hope you enjoy:)

With a shy s/o

Characters: Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa x gn! reader

Warnings: none!

Reki

Absolutely loves it

It’s a real comfort to him. Being the upbeat, talkative person that he is, he appreciates having someone there to just listen to him, to just take everything in instead of questioning him on it

Would be like your bodyguard in public. If he feels you’re getting uncomfortable while you’re both around a lot of new people, he’ll either offer to take you around and introduce you to them so you feel better, or take you outside for a breather

Always asking if you’re comfortable going places when he knows a lot of people will be there

Sometimes he can be a bit blind to stressful situations. Being the extrovert he is, he’s a lot more comfortable being around new people, talking and making passing comments with ease. But one tug of his arm or a quiet glance his way and he’s springing into action, holding you close and asking what he can do to make you feel better

Eases you into things. He’s always going to make sure you gradually get used to new places, and will never leave your side

The pair of you met at S. he was racing in a beef against your friend, and you were there to support him. The two of them were on good terms of course, it was just a friendly race

He saw you chatting to him after the race, and he was honestly blown away by how gorgeous you were. He found himself staring, admiring your quiet smile, talking in a hushed voice. He wondered why you weren’t talking louder, it wasn’t exactly a library out here after all.

Langa flicked his temple after a minute or two, saying “if you’re gonna keep ogling them like a creep, you might as well go say hi.” He could feel himself glowing with embarrassment, but before he knew it he was shaking off his nerves and walking right over to you

He called out to your friend, giving him a high five as he began to talk about the race. You stayed relatively quiet, glancing at your phone occasionally and looking around. This threw Reki for a loop, surely you had something to say about the race? Confident as he was, he didn’t feel like starting a conversation without your friend hopefully introducing him first.

Just as he expected, your friend pulled you over, introducing you to Reki. You gave him a smile and a quiet “hello” before going back to your phone. Reki was a bit disappointed, but he didn’t let it show. Soon after, your friend announced he needed to go talk to his friend, and he’d leave you two to chat for a few minutes. You watched him leave with pleading eyes, begging him not to leave you with this complete stranger

There was a silence between you two for a minute or so, but Reki soon broke the silence. “So how did you find the race? Did you like it?” The words were already spilling out, and you felt yourself get embarrassed. What were you supposed to say??

“Yeah, it was..good.” You were mentally kicking yourself, wishing you could say more, but your brain was turning to mush in its attempt to converse with this new person. It didn’t help that he was, well, cute. Like, really cute. His hair was held back with a headband, but a lot of it still managed to escape, his fluffy locks obscuring his vision. You found yourself staring, and only snapped out of it when he waved a gentle hand in front of your face.

“Nothing else? What did you think of my skating? Was I good? Did I look cool?” He was ducking his head down to the part of the ground you were staring at, looking up at you with big eyes. He wasn’t used to talking to such quiet people, but hey, it was something he could get used to. To him, there was something quite endearing about your small smiles and wide eyes, simply taking in the world around you. You reminded him of Langa when he first met him, one-word replies and big eyes. He grinned, hoping you’d warm up to him like Langa did

He began to worry you didn’t want to talk to him when you didn’t respond, but a grin quickly spread across his face when he realised you were blushing. Reki’s mind was going into overdrive as your eyes widened, throwing your hands over your face.

“No! I mean- you were really cool, I liked that trick you did in the middle...” your voice quietened again when Reki dramatically let out a gasp, collapsing to his knees and holding a hand out to you. Your face was practically crimson at this point, frantically looking around, wishing for your friend to materialise and rescue you. You turned back to Reki, about to ask him what he was doing, when he suddenly spoke up.

“THEY SPEAK!!” He shot you another smile. “And here I was under the impression you just stood there and looked pretty.” You felt your face grow impossibly redder, but you surprised even yourself when you let out a loud laugh. Reki looked at you with wide eyes, and he could feel his grin grow even wider. You pulled him off the ground, looking around, still half mortified from his display. You tried to let go of his hand once you picked him up, but he just held it even tighter, his face inches from yours.

“So what I’m hearing is that you liked my skating?” You tried to look away from him, but you could feel yourself getting lost in his amber eyes. Taking the record for the worlds worst timing, your friend came back with a drink in his hand, apologising for how long he took before his eyes landed on the pair of you. To any bystander, the two of you looked quite intimate. Hand in hand, faces inches away from meeting

You pushed away from Reki, resembling a tomato as you waved your hands, telling your friend it wasn’t what it looked like, that you were just talking. You turned to Reki for backup, but you were met with someone who could only be described as though they were on airplane mode. A giddy grin on his face, and a small blush creeping across his face, he quietly ran a hand through his messy hair while giggling. This only worsened your case, turning around to your friend to hide in his shoulder.

Of course, Reki magically ended up with your number by the end of the night, and you were bombarded with texts before you could even set foot outside the doors of S

Langa

Unlike Reki, he’s slightly more versed in the art of silence. You can always guarantee a bit of a brain break when you’re with Langa, just enjoying each other’s company in comfortable silence

As for Langa, he appreciates having someone who doesn’t expect him to be keeping up with them talking a mile a minute. Of course, he loves listening to peoples’ endless babbling too, he just likes to be a bit more active in the conversation sometimes, which you make easy with your quieter demeanour, leaving more space in between your sentences for him to give input

He is glued to your hip in public. Mumbling sweet nothings in your ear as you walk along the streets, he’ll quietly talk about random things he finds strange or funny about the things he sees around him, keeping you in gentle company so you dont feel stressed

At any social gatherings with a lot of people, he’s rubbing circles in your hand, making sure you’re not uncomfortable with the people around you. If at any point he sees you begin to get restless, he’ll excuse the oar of you and take you for a walk, or even just to get a glass of water

The two of you met at the skate park. He’d been practicing with Reki when he saw you walk in with one or two of your friends, shifting from foot to foot as you scanned the park, checking to eye who was there. When your eyes landed on him, you were surprised to see he was looking straight back at you. Embarrassed, you looked away. Suddenly the floor was looking quite appealing to you.

Slightly agape, Langa’s mouth quickly turned into a little pout. You didn’t even smile...Of course, you didn’t even know him, but why did he suddenly feel like he really wanted you to?

Reki watched his friend’s mind spin, a little grin settling on his face. Did little Langa here have a crush? The cogs were already turning in his head, thinking of ways to make the pair of you interact. Not to mention, he wouldn’t mind getting cozy with your friends while you two talked...

“Langaaaa, you should really go talk to them yknow.” Langa almost gave himself whiplash with how fast he turned his head away from you, a look of panic spreading over his face while he stammered out that Reki had it all wrong, that he just wanted to see who’d come into the park. Reki tutted, putting his hand in his chin. He mumbled about how Langa shouldn’t lie, that it was normal to find people hot, which earned him a smack into the back of his skull

Somewhere during the play fight, the two heard a flurry of hello’s being exchanged, and they looked over to where you had been standing. Your friends were now talking to who Langa assumed were more of your friends, and watched as you trailed a little behind, carrying your skateboard awkwardly and not really knowing what to do with yourself. It became apparent to Langa that these new people weren’t friends of yours, and he felt his heart ache as he watched you stand a few feet back, glancing around and at your phone.

Reki saw how Langa stared at you, and before long he was dragging Langa up, and over in your direction. “Come on prince Langa, save your damsel in distress.” Langas brain went jdskhvmhcb as he thought of just what he was supposed to say to you, and hoped Reki would just do the talking. But to his distress, Reki gave him one last push and ran back to where the pair had been sitting. Langa looked back with a face that could only be described as “fuck you, seriously go fuck yourself.” As as he turned back around, he was met with your big eyes and a look of curiosity

He took a deep breath, taking a second to compose himself, and he took a stab at introducing himself

“Uh..hi” he mentally kicked himself, obviously that wasn’t going to do anything?? He was pleasantly surprised when you gave him a smile and a small “hello” in return. This was enough for him to regain his confidence, making another attempt at conversation

“Ok so..I saw you standing here and, uh, I was wondering if you were alright. You just seemed kind of lost.” He gave you a soft smile, giving his shoulders a little shrug as if to say well there you have it. “I’m Langa, by the way.” You looked up at him as he spoke, and Jesus, he could feel himself staring at you again. There was no denying you were incredibly attractive, and from up close it was just amplified. He was brought back to reality when you laughed, and his face lit up when he realised you were going to actually talk to him.

“Well, thank you for your concern, I didn’t really know what I was supposed to do with myself honestly.” You let out a quiet sign, giving him a soft smile before continuing. “It’s my first time here, and my other friends have been here before, they’ve gone over to their friends, and I didn’t really want to interrupt. I still dont exactly know how to ride this thing yet either,” you motioned to the board in your hand, “so you can imagine my predicament.” Langa looked down at you with a smile, quietly laughing before attempting to talk

“Well, if you want, I can give you a few pointers.” You gave him a look of concern, waving your hands around. “Oh no, its fine, you’re with your friend, I wouldn’t want to butt in-“ your rambling was cut short when he grabbed your hand, and you felt your face heat up.

“You’re not interrupting anything. Let me just grab my board and we can start.” He brought you over to Reki, who was acting completely oblivious to what had been going on, even though he was the evil bastard who set the two of you up. He looked up with a smile, handing Langa his board and offering you some food with a wink in both of your directions. He chuckled as he watched Langa lead you away, getting up and grabbing his board, deciding that while your friends were there he might as well attempt to impress them.

“Keep yourself a bit more balanced.” Langa instructed you from atop your board “you wont fall off as much then.” You were glowing from embarrassment, feeling like all eyes were on you as you failed to stand on the board without shaking. You mumbled about how it was easier said than done, sighing as you got off the board again. Langa nudged you to stand onto it again, this time his hands wandered to your waist. If you weren’t crimson before, you were now. Langa quickly realised how suggestive this looked, looking up at you with a panicked expression

“Uh-Not like that! I just..to keep the board still!” He was now redder than you, if that was somehow possible. In an attempt to stabilise yourself, you put your hands over his on your waist, which you soon realised only worsened the situation. You were both a stumbling, red mess within seconds. Reki watched from the sidelines, amused by your ministrations.

After a while, you started to get used to the board, but even after you got comfortable Langa’s arms never left your waist. You had been practicing with him for well over an hour now, and your friends were ready to leave. With giggles and nudges they made their way over to the pair of you, before shouting your name and scaring the shit out of the two of you.

As you got off your board and got ready to leave, Langa grabbed your hand. Your face flushing red once more, you turned to him questionably

“Um.. I had a lot of fun today, would you maybe want to do it again sometime?” Your friends jumped up and down behind you as the pair of you exchanged numbers and a quick hug. Blushing as you linked arms with your friend, you gave Langa one last smile before leaving the park

Maybe you were glad your friends dragged you here today after all

#sk8 the infinity x reader #sk∞ #sk8 the infinity #reki kyan #reki kyan x reader #reki x reader #sk8 reki #reki kyan headcanons #langa hasegawa x reader #Langa x reader #sk8 langa #langa hasegawa #langa hasegawa headcanons #reki headcanons #langa headcanons #skate the infinity

[bokugaos]

‣ for @shoyokuns

dear mous, first of all, I LOAF YOU SO FCKIN MOUSCH!!! thank you for being there for me so many times AND LITERALLY for EVERYTHING ELSE. thank you for staying even when im at my most annoying!! whenever I need any mental or emotional support (and academia support), you’re always there. I FEEL LIKE I GOT YOU AS MY CHRISTMAS PRESENT yknow. i am incredibly lucky to have found you <33

TO THE LOAF OF MY LIFE, MY ENABLER, MY ONE TRUE MOUS, THE ONE I LOVE THE MOUSTEST. 

(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) ♡

tw — noncon/dubcon, threesome, holly jolly dp, bondage, his foot on your face ♡ 

— yandere kageyama x f!reader x hinata —

“I’m sorry.”

Hinata’s voice is wavering, hesitant, but you hear it for what it is. Not that you can call him out on it with how deep he is ramming his fat cock into your throat. His grip on your hair is not nearly excruciating enough to make you cry, no—it was the lack of air that brings you to tears—which you don’t blink out of the way so you don’t have to see that dark, lust-hazed look in his eyes. He is not barely the Hinata you used to know. 

Your hands are strained, rubbing painfully against the rope that secured them behind your back. Even if your wrists are not bound, you are too weak from Kageyama’s abuse and all the things he previously inflicted on you to even try to fight back. All you can do is dig your knees into the cold floor, praying that would be enough to brace yourself against the wild movements of Hinata’s hips.

From the corner of your eyes, you can tell Kageyama is watching, the disgusting expression on his face smug and overcome with satisfaction as he stroked himself to the sight of Hinata forcing himself on you.

This isn’t the first time he’s done this, having brought his old friend on you a few times before today, all to keep you in line. Hinata’s an unwilling participant in your humiliation, he only goes along with it because he keeps his own survival in his own interest, just like how you obediently do everything you are told to just so you could save your own skin.

But over time, as the situation grows more and more hopeless, he begins to lose himself in the pleasure of it. Rather than going along with the bidding just to survive, you can tell that he’s starting to enjoy the depravity. You watch as he he succumbs to Kageyama’s twisted will, and seeing him convince himself that he is still going along with it and not getting pleasure out of it at all is painful. Because you know that, in fact, he is.

It takes some gagging and brushing your teeth against his shaft to make him relent. Hinata looks like a possessed man, hunched over and breathing hard. The other has a half-lidded expression as his hand still idly strokes his cock. “When are you going to fuck her?”

Hinata turns back to you with what he probably hoped came off as doubt, but your heart clenches when you realize it is excitement. You cannot even express your disgust before he turns you over, pulling your ass backwards and snug against his pelvis so he can line himself up with your entrance. There is a brief moment of gratitude for having been forced to suck him off since your saliva on his dick is the only lubrication you’ll have. With only a few strokes against your pussy lips, he sinks his cock inside you, all in one thrust.

By now, you know better than to give the two men the pleasure of hearing you cry. You purse your lips tight to bite back all whimpers and moans behind your teeth, but it is getting really difficult to keep everything there with how savagely he is pounding into you. And just as you were on the verge of squealing out like a bitch in heat, Kageyama decides that it is a good time to join in on your fun.

You look up when you hear the footsteps come closer, but you are immediately forced back onto the ground by the impact of a foot against the side of your head. Baring your teeth from the strain, you manage to angle yourself that you can just get a glimpse at the underside of his heavy cock and the arrogant look on his face.

“Feel good?” his rough tone from earlier is gone and he is now softly whispering to you, but it still makes you sick. When you don’t answer, he nudges the side of your face with his foot in condescension, “Guess one isn’t enough for you.”

You stiffen; almost sighing in relief amidst your panic when Hinata pulls out of you. You cannot see him with how your head is angled, but you feel him shift from where he’s behind you. Once he is settled in the new position, he lifts you by your thighs, spreading them wide and exposing the area where you are joined.

Kageyama braces a rough palm against the back of your knee while he attempts to force himself into your other hole, even though you are already so full, and that itself is enough to make you start begging. “No, please don’t–”

You don’t think your body would even be able to accommodate them both at the same time, but he pushes you anyway, and it hurts. You howl in pain and thrashes violently against your restraints to try to get them away from you, but of course, it was to no avail. They have you at their mercy, and that is something they don’t intend to show you any time soon.

Kageyama can feel Hinata’s cock pressed up against him; separated only by a small membrane that still lets him feel the thick, quick pulse of blood going through his cock.

You’re moaning incoherently, long and drawn out, like a wounded pet, and in a show of kindness, Kageyama leans down to rub his hand against your cheek; drags big hands up your sides and then down again; feeling the soft surface of your skin as they follow your curves.

God, you are gorgeous.

What is he going to do if he doesn’t kidnap you here in the first place? You’ve drifted apart after you got to college, making new friends and meeting other men. You didn’t want to give him the time of day, least of all let him come anywhere near you with his dick. It’s all your fault, really, and that’s why he has to keep punishing you.

You clench your eyes shut to avoid having to look into Kageyama’s lust-filled eyes as he used you like a closed fist. But then comes the feeling of Hinata’s breath against the shell of your ear, followed by a kiss there, probably a fake apologetic gesture from the man. And just as you thought that is going to help distract you momentarily, Kageyama pushes in deeper; making you spread around him to accommodate their big cocks. For a second there, he thinks you are going to hyperventilate with how quickly you are panting. But he doesn’t really care.

“Feels good, right?” he croons, eyeing Hinata’s face across your shoulder. The other man is red and sweaty, looking like he’s hanging on by the skin of his teeth to not explode too early in the tightening grip of your inner walls. “A slut like you loves being stuffed like this, don’t you?”

You do.

#haikyuu smut #hinata smut #yandere kageyama #kageyama smut #tw dubcon #kageyama x reader smut #hinata x reader smut #.my Hermous #.my Asmousdeus #I LOVE YOU THE MOUS #MOUS NEVER MISS #our sexret santa so wholesome and whoresome I FRCKIN LOVE IT SO MUCH #I LOVE US #mous deserves so much more than this #SHE DESERVES TOBIO AND SHOYO ROUGHING HER UP BLEASE #.hinata! #.kageyama! #.fics!

[mondo-kazuichi]

my ship key in no particular order

this will definitely grow every 2 days

ishimondo - comfort ship. don’t boil the two of them down to just this ship tho. i watched the anime for the first time and the day after the sauna they were all friendly and i said, out loud, “they fucked, huh”

bubblegum rock - bisexuals in love. canon in the cbpr au (see this post) and honestly just so amazing like !!! they’d get along so well and they’d dye each other’s hair while listening to music. leon would grab the dye bottle and start singing and kaz would instantly join him

kuzusouda - bisexuals in love pt2. yes another souda ship but just hold on, there’s more. honestly? idk why, but they are literally dating. i think it’s the dynamic of curses out of anger x curses out of joy? idk but i’d die for them. not to mention dominant and infertile x submissive and breedable.. also kaz makes one eye jokes constantly but fuyu is used to it now and he laughs

soul friends (or my preferred name for it: orange souda) - bisexuals in love pt3.. i really need to stop shipping kaz with people but i wont. like kaz literally has a crush on hajime and you cannot prove otherwise. honestly there’s more proof in favor than not. they’re both idiots, but in love

soutaka - for those of u unaware, souda x taka. it’s not because of the talent development plan.. it absolutely is. this is ishimondo but taka hated the lover even more before (IM JOKING IT IS ITS OWN SHIP) uhhh idk it’s cute tho and i love their one (1) interaction

soubuki - definitely not as much as the others (tho more than soutaka), but very cute and chaotic. kaz canonically hates ibuki’s singing but i feel like he absolutely loves watching her play the guitar and her singing starts to grow on him. he’ll be fixing a car or some shit and she will walk in, pause his bg music, and start jamming out and he’s fine with it. they dye each other’s hair too

sayabuki - we’ve made it out of the kaz ships.. for now.. sayaka and ibuki would hate each other’s music at first. (sayaka bc ibuki’s is crazy and ibuki bc sayaka’s is mainstream pop) but after a while, since they are the musical ultimates, they would bond over writing and singing music. also ibuki would start making sayaka’s stage outfits for her. also canon in cbpr au, ibuki and leon would dye sayaka’s hair bright blue one night and, though she wouldn’t like it as much, sayaka would leave it in for a while

naehiro (or my preferred name for it: lucky programing) - ok it’s basically canon that naegi fell for chihiro and i believe that when he found out abt chihiro being a boy, i don’t think his emotions would have been fazed (yknow, besides why they found out) and i feel like chihiro would love makoto. this is like,, knows what sex is, doesnt fuck x doesn’t know what sex is, doesn’t fuck (chihiro knows what sex is.) also naegi would remind chihiro to sleep after he’s been programming all day

celesgiri - again, in the anime, celeste handed the key to kyoko and looked her in the eyes and i thought they were abt to kiss. also the liar x the detective.. um YES

mahiyoko - dont get mad, im fine if you think they’re more like siblings, bc honestly that’d make sense too but personally i think they would have been a power couple post-despair

pekobuki - ibuki literally has a crush on peko like,, i can give you more evidence that she does than you can that she doesn’t. plus peko x fuyuhiko is wrong imo bc they grew up together so they’re like siblings- but i digress. also peko would protect ibuki with her whole heart and support ibuki’s music and ibuki would exercise with peko!!

kuzusoumaeda - i know, i know, i said i was done with kazuichi ships.. but i had also forgotten about dr 2.5 so.. GO BACK AND WATCH IT AND TELL ME THEY WERENT ALL DATING- i already ship kuzusouda so that doesn’t need more explanation but i mean?? if that scenario was literally nagito’s deepest wishes, as world destroyer put it, then he wanted to lean on top of fuyuhiko and hold kazuichis hands so.. plus afterward, nagito ran up to the other two and hugged them when he got back into the real world so

hiyobuki - mainly bc of a kg i was in but honestly? hiyoko was the only one who canonically liked ibuki’s music (besides chiaki, possibly) and what ends together stays together if you know what i mean

leomondo - bad boy bisexuals. definitely not an otp bc i love ishimondo and bubblegum rock much more but they are amazing too

shit i need to add kuzusoudahina..

#my ships #ishimondo #bubblegum rock #kuzusouda #soudahina #orange souda #soul friends #kazuleon #sayabuki #soubuki #soutaka #naehiro #lucky programing #celesgiri #cherry bubblegum pop rocks #cbpr #mahiyoko #soapies #pekobuki #kuzusoumaeda #hiyobuki #leomondo

[doodledrawsthings]

Oh The Humanity! AU  Masterpost

Hi! Making a masterpost for this AHiT AU so y’all have one place to just find all the important bits that I and other folks in the fandom have done for this AU! Everything will be under the read more

AU Premise: Snatcher steals a time piece from Hat Kid and Bow Kid to mess with them. He tries to use it during one of the Death Wish fights, but turns out the particular time piece he stole was faulty/ something was up with it/ he broke it in a weird way that really messed it up. Because of this, when he broke the piece, instead of rewinding time back a few minutes, it sent his form back about 300 years, returning him to human form, but with all his present memories. Now, he’s stuck as a human as and has to wait for the Time Traveling Alien Kids to fix the time piece and return him to normal, while also being forced to confront his past.

You can find most of this in the tag #oth!au. I will also be updating this as new stuff gets added or if I find that I’ve missed something. Let me know if there’s something I missed that you’d like me to add, cuz boy howdy i didnt realize how much is stuffed into this AU, and I dont remember what I’ve already said and what I’m saving for future stuff:

Significant Events in the Main Timeline story (these are kind of in order and kind of not. There’s more to be added, just not yet):

this au has a bunch of different endings thanks to the lovely ahit fandom’s contributions.

This all happens sometime after This comic. So, by the time OTH!AU happens, Moon and Snatcher are at least on“awkward acquaintance” terms with eachother and snatcher is trying to be nicer to him. He’s still got his moments of being rude and snappy tho, but thats just because he’s snatcher.

The first actual post i made In regards to this AU+ @positive-polygons​ comic interpretation of the beginning of the AU. He breaks a weird time piece he stole and he reverse ages back to being alive again. : Link Link1 Link2 Link3

Snatcher asks moonjumper to watch over Subcon while he’s stuck like this Link

Bow takes him to Nyakuza Metro to get new clothes. He trashes the Prince get-up as soon as possible. Link

Arctic Cruise Arc Link1 Link2 Link3 Link4

Some comics, they learn his name is luka at some point

Moonjumper is taking care of Subcon. They do things way differently than snatcher but they’re trying their best. 

Cooking Cat comes by to cook and help out. She’s very motherly to everyone. She’s taken Mu on as an apprentice, so she’s usually there with her whenever she drops by.

The birds are wrapping up a collab movie. The main cast are invited to the premier party, as Hat and Bow acted in the film. Snatcher gets to wear a nice suit and he has some interaction with the conductor and grooves. Link Link

at multiple points, MJ checks in with snatcher for status reports on how subcon is doing. This is usually where their bonding moments happen and they become less and less awkward with each interaction.

At some point around mid to late story, they find out that Subcon is starting to freeze over again. Snatcher was the only one who could melt the ice so this now gives them a time limit.

The Mirror incident Link Link  second fic by @greentrickster​

as snatcher gets along with the kids more, they remake his mailman hat so he can use badges and equip him with his own umbrella. Link Link

at some point snatcher realizes he doesn’t wanna go back to being a ghost.

Main-timeline ending is a Boss battle with Vanessa. Link

General Headcanons:

Almost everything you need to know about moonjumper and the prince and vanessa’s relationship Link

Snatcher and Vanessa have known eachother since they were kids. Their marriage was arranged, but they were good friends

OTH! Snatcher is aroace 

about snatcher’s feelings on defeating vanessa (*human!/final boss vanessa ending) Link1 Link2

This fic has a really good interpretation of the horizon that I’ve pretty much adopted, myself. Link

regarding snatcher’s expression of empathy and emotion both as a human and as a ghost Link1

Snatcher gradually takes on a fatherly role towards the girls. He is constantly trying to deny it as he comes to realize it but eventually accepts it. 

he’s actually pretty graceful with the umbrella  Link Link

Hat kid’s a good leader, but she can often be reckless and stubborn. Significantly more chaotic of the two space gremlins. She’s a lot like snatcher in a lot of ways, and because of that they are constantly butting heads but they get along better as Snatcher both gets used to being human and grows fonder of the two girls. She’s a bit closer to Snatcher, having been the most adamant about being his friend (initially out of spite but yknow) and they have a lot in common. 

People frequently mistake snatcher for being Hat Kid and Bow Kid’s visiting father. They usually comment on how much he looks like he could be HK’s biological dad. Both are in denial of this throughout the main timeline of this au. It’s a running gag. Link

snatcher is sometimes completely oblivious when he enters Dad Mode sometimes

Bow, on the other hand is generally a bit more shy and careful than hat kid is. She tends to take the passenger seat, taking on a more supportive role. She’s also way more polite. In this sense, she has more in common with moonjumper, and gets along with them quite well and she frequently goes to visit him the most often, on her own.

 Her and snatcher’s relationship kind of parallels snatcher’s relationship with MJ. Snatcher, having once been a big jerk to these kids, is now trying to teach bow to take more of a leading role and be more confident.

as this au takes place not long after the Clearing Incident comic, Snatcher and MJ’s relationship is a bit awkward in the beginning. Over the course of the AU their relationship would build up to be more brotherly.

the subconites like moonjumper but they miss their boss. MJ spoils them tho, which they appreciate and occasionally take advantage of Link Link

moonjumper learns to stand up for himself, snatcher learns to be more vulnerable

moonjumper is the badgeseller. Only hat, bow, and snatcher know this. 

snatcher very much enjoys feeling warm, its one of few saving graces he clings too in the stressful early part of the story.

snatcher doesnt like looking at himself in this AU. He’s very self-conscious about his “pathetic human body.” He doesn’t like being pitied and he doesnt like being seen as weak.

snatcher frequently has nightmares about his past.

after recieving the mailman hat, people start refering to him as The Mailman. Link

his voice frequently cracks a lot, especially in the beginning, since he keeps trying to use his Loud Ghost Voice, which can do a number on human vocal chords. Link

the kids bully him constantly Link Link Link

his arc is that he learns that it’s ok to be human and it’s ok to be vulnerable and to open up to people, and he learns to accept his past and who he used to be

the girls accidentally call him dad sometimes, which freaks him out at first, but he gets used to it eventually. Link

he adopts them, for sure, it just happens post- whatever ending.

beard. Link

Spin-off AUs, Alt Endings, and Fanfics, Oh My!:

That ending where habijob kills moonjumper  Moonjumper goes to fight Vanessa, alone. In one version they win, and in another, they lose, and snatcher has to return to ghost form to retrieve them from the horizon. by @habijob  Link Link Link 

From The Horizon fic by @greentrickster Link

@lindendragon‘s hypothetical endings where snatcher is captured by vanessa Link Link

@fedoraspooky‘s spinoff au where the timepiece takes him back even further and turns him into a kid Link Link

@positive-polygons‘s Vanessa Spinoff Link

@doodleimprovement‘s Royal ending Link

@erekiosuncreativeideas​‘s fanfic, Being Human, her version of the au’s story in chronological order starting from when he breaks the timepiece Link

@lemonadesoda​’s Fanfic series, And I Don’t Think You Hate This As Much As You Wish You Did, fills in and expands upon the ideas in  my comics for the AU Link

#a hat in time #ahit #the snatcher #the prince #bow kid #hat kid #moonjumper #ahit headcanons #oth!au #Oh the Humanity Au #oth!au masterpost #good lord i didnt realize how much this au had #but i think this is good for now #i'll add more as i go #i know for sure that theres more fics to add but i'll do that later i just wanna put this out #added some stuff

[dreamboatmomota]

Ignore this if you are not looking for further discussion of your ship opinions, lol, but I get excited talking about complicated dynamics.

Given how emotionally intelligent Kaito proved to be during the game, I can't imagine he would let a relationship happen between him and Shuichi and/or Maki. He has to know there is a lot of idealization going on from their end and knows how unhealthy that would be for all involved. Seems to be a big part of the reason he does not respond as stereotypically expected to Maki's love confession right before his execution, regardless of how he legitimately felt.

That being said, I am a sucker for theorizing how characters grow into being compatible with each other. I can see the growth they both go through in Ch 6 contributing to a more equal relationship. They both need independence to be a good partner for anybody imo.

HONESTLY yeah this is really well-worded! idealization is the perfect word to describe exactly why i dont like the ships, thank you HAHA. i feel like kaito is well aware of the effects he had on them, and i honestly didn't see kaimaki as like, a mutual thing when watching because he honestly treats everybody the same and its clear he does that on purpose. i think in a way it's him putting that wall between himself and the hero role he tries to play, and he knows maki fell in love with what he gave her rather than himself and just like you said, he doesn't really reciprocate her confession or anything and that whole conversation was just...really bittersweet

i hate to sound like the "im putting this ship down to support my ship" person bc thats not my intentions at all :sob: but looking at kaito and ouma's relationship entirely non-romantically, ouma was the only one who saw through his bullshit and was (understandably!!!) annoyed by the whole hero charade. he knew that kaito was jeopardizing himself and in turn jeopardizing everybody else and he recognized this on top of the fact that kaito was letting himself die to put on a show for the others before anybody else even caught wind of the fact that kaito was hiding something so it's just like. that is DRASTICALLY different from the rose-colored lens that maki and shuichi viewed kaito through (bc of kaitos lying, but yknow)

and agreed, i do think that a lot of the later chapters is where i love kaito and shuichi's bond and how they can bounce back from a rough patch AND maturely discuss it (especially bc it required kaito to admit his flaws). but i think that's why i prefer platonic saimota and kaimaki because i feel it's much healthier to dissect the flaws in their relationships at that stage, especially because of the nature of their relationships. i hope that made sense HAHA but. overall i do think that the relationships kaito has with those two are so fun and important to dissect and discuss but i just can't bring myself to ship saimota romantically at all

#kaimaki has its beauty #ive always been a sucker for that dynamic where somebody who believes they cant be loved meets someone who seems to only see the good #in them no matter what #and there are lengths that maki was willing to go and put herself in harms way for kaito so while i do think that idealization existed #i think she was willing to go above and beyond for kaito and I AM AWARE THAT THE DECISIONS SHE MADE WERE DISASTROUS AND RECKLESS TOWARDS #OTHERS BUT... #busting into the hangar in an exisal was a pretty badass move on her part #taking action :muscle: #anon #ask

[infinitebells]

Hi can I request an Albert x reader where the reader is an underclassman of Albert in the military back in the days (and has worked alongside with Moran too) *to make him bit of a jealous* Reader is now working for the moriarty brothers. And make Albert confess to her about his feelings.. Its a lot I know but can you please give it a try

for sure! it’s not too much, no worries!

✧ when he first met you he was kind of impressed that a woman was even in the military (yknow, sexism and all that)

✧ but you had made a name for yourself, and you were strong willed and a powerful presence, despite being beneath him

✧ moran knew of you as well, and he knew of albert’s big small crush on you

✧ when he saw you and albert talking to each other, he boldly interrupted you two, introducing himself with a smug smile and a wink

✧ albert is annoyed to say the least, but he can’t do anything as moran slings an arm around your shoulder, smirking at albert

✧ you and albert had stuck close together, him almost protecting you from the shitheads that were in the military

✧ if you weren’t with him, you were with moran

✧ cut to five years later, you were proclaimed as killed in action, same way as moran

✧ you knew at the time that he was also pronounced kia, so you fled and made your way back to england, cutting your hair shorter and sticking to low profile towns

✧ you weren’t sure what would happen if you were caught alive, so you chose to stay quiet

✧ albert and moran had assumed you were truly dead, and albert was more upset than he had let on, but refused to tell anyone

✧ only moran really knew how upset albert was

✧ now, cut to the dancers on the bridge episode

✧ you had been hanging out at a local bar, enjoying a glass of whiskey (moran had forced you to build up a tolerance) when in walked the colonel himself

✧ you choked on your drink, knowing damn well that he was also supposed to be dead

✧ when he hears the sound of you slamming your glass on the bar top, he’s stock still because you were supposed to be dead

✧ immediately runs over and pulls you into a massive hug, laughing in awe

✧ you’re still stunned that he’s alive, but you refuse to linger on that, wrapping your own arms around him

✧ “jesus christ you were supposed to be fucking dead woman!”

✧ “so were you dumbass!”

✧ instead of going up with the woman that night, he tugs you upstairs, letting you watch as he sets up his sniper and explains what’s going on

✧ you two and albert had talked about the shit show that is the english class system, so he had no qualms shooting at the teacher in front of you

✧ once he was disposed of, he tells you to wait here, bringing william and fred up to meet you

✧ they were well aware of who you were, albert had talked non-stop about you when he came home, and he always spoke fondly of you after he had found out you were kia

✧ william was delighted to meet someone else who shared their values, welcoming you to the team with open arms

✧ fred was a bit shy about you, intimidated by the fact that you were a military women who also dressed the part (imagine like moran’s outfit but with no jacket or suspenders, and lace up shorter boots instead)

✧ the boys let you and moran catch up, knowing you two had missed each other

✧ while moran had teasingly flirted with you when you two first met, he became your best friend after a while

✧ the next morning, he tells you he’s going to take you to see albert

✧ you had never wanted to admit that you had a crush on your superior during your time in the army, but moran was well aware when he saw the slight flush across your cheeks

✧ you’re nervous though, fiddling with your fingers the entire walk to the hotel he had been staying in

✧ when you two finally got there, moran let you go up to his room alone, knowing you wanted to be with him for a bit first

✧ after knocking on his door, it takes him a few seconds before opening it, jaw dropping at the sight of you in front of him

✧ “holy shit what the fuck”

✧ you swear that’s the first time you’ve ever heard the resident gentleman curse

✧ you tentatively wrap your arms around his waist, hoping he wouldn’t push you away

✧ as soon as he feels you against him, will yank you into the room and hug you tightly, burying his face in your hair and his arms enveloping you

✧ will not say a word for a whole minute, simply trying to absorb the fact that you’re actually alive and here

✧ “general moriarty, what a pleasure to see you again”

✧ you can’t hold in your giggles, and he laughs along with you, pulling back to take a good look at you

✧ once he’s satisfied with the results, he insists that you two can talk more at the manor instead of in the dingy room he had been staying in

✧ will spend the entire day with, spending more time explaining what him, his brothers, and the others are doing

✧ you gladly agree to help, and every single one of albert’s old feelings come rushing back

✧ the next few weeks, he tries to not let his feelings for you interfere with their work, hoping that the trip on the noahtic would be enough for him to distract himself

✧ in those few weeks, your feelings for albert had also resurfaced, growing stronger

✧ you had opted to not say anything, not wanting to ruin the dynamic of the team

✧ for the noahtic, william decides to have you dress as a noble, keeping you close to albert in case you needed to be used as a ‘distraction’

✧ albert was not pleased with that idea, but didn’t say anything

✧ things were going fine, you two were walking below decks to the ship’s restaurant, until a very drunk nobleman stumbled into you, groping you in the process

✧ in your shock, you freeze until you feel someone yank you back and the nobleman is on the ground, groaning and holding his face

✧ albert is holding you tightly to him, heaving in anger as his fist clenches before dragging you to the top deck so you can get fresh air

✧ as soon as you two are outside and alone, he looks all over to see if the noble hurt you in anyway, his words jumbling together so you can barely understand him

✧ “did he hurt you? where’d he touch you? i’m going to fucking kill him,”

✧ “albert, i’m okay! look at me, you’ve gotta calm down ok?”

✧ “no he fucking touched you thats no-”

✧ he’s cut off when he feels your lips on his, and the only thought that runs through his mind is how soft they feel on his

✧ you pull back before he has time to react, but he doesn’t let you speak as he pulls you back, grabbing at you desparately

✧ his hands threads through your hair, tugging lightly and pressing your mouth more into his, his tongue sliding across your own as your knees go weak from the contact

✧ his other arm wraps around you for support, and when he pulls away both of you are panting and blushing bright red

✧ neither of you say anything at first, only staring into each others eyes

✧ you had always loved how bright they were, how beautifully green they were, how they managed to make your heart beat faster every time you looked at them

✧ you’re too scared to break the silence, but you decide to do it anyways

✧ “can we kiss again?”

✧ you’re surprised at your words, not at all expecting those to fall out of your mouth

✧ he laughs thought, gently letting you rest your head on his chest

✧ “after i properly take you to dinner and ask you to be my girlfriend, we can kiss as much as you want,”

✧ both of you are grinning widely, the weight of his words sinking deep into your bones as he waits for your response

✧ “i’d really like that,”

✧ “me too.”

#yuukoku no moriarty #yuukoku no moriarty x reader #moriarty the patriot #moriarty the patriot x reader #albert james moriarty #bells responds

[strangebrainrot]

How to Save a Life

(aka me about to destroy your emotions in ways you may or may not be prepared for)

TW: implied past abuse, referenced and lightly described su*c*de

Max had never expected to be in this sort of situation, but here she is. She’s putting on an outfit primarily made of black. A button-down, dark jeans, and one of Billy’s leather jackets. Though they’re probably hers now, she supposes. She really can’t believe that there’s no metal blaring from his room, no thud of knives or darts hitting his target board, not even the flick of his lighter or the sound of his hairspray. The house just feels… empty. Quiet.

It feels wrong. The funeral is just as quiet. Billy would have hated it. Max half expects Billy to wake up and jump out of the casket to chew everyone out for it. Max has to beg Susan to let her play Stairway to Heaven. When people start going up to pay their respects, Max can’t help but cry. Billy just looks so wrong like that. She’d gotten so used to seeing him irritated or smiling and no in between. But his face is calm. Relaxed. The idiots put him in a suit that probably has him screaming up in Heaven.

Though, Max isn’t really sure if there is a heaven. Especially if the person that rules it took Billy away from her and, according to Neil and her mom, sent him to hell. Max couldn’t believe that someone like Billy would go to hell. Sure he was kind of a dick, but he never did anything to deserve that. So she chooses to believe that Billy’s either still there, watching over her or in heaven partying with Jimi Hendrix.

She’s asked to give a eulogy, just like the rest of her family, but she’s the only one that says yes.

“Billy and I were siblings. Simple as that. He was a jerk and I was a brat, but he was also good. He was too good. I watched him save so many kids from the waves or run animals to the vet. He taught me to skateboard and how to clean a wound.” Max does her best to wipe the tears from her face, but it really doesn’t do much. She’s still crying when she continues.

“He did so much for me and I never got to return all those favors. I was never there for him like he was for me and it hurts my heart that he thought that meant I didn’t care at all. I cared so much about him, so I have to hope that he’s happier up in heaven. He deserved to grow up and get married and have kids, but he won’t have that now. I want to have that, though. So that when I die and meet him in heaven, I can tell him about everything. I think he’d like that.”

The pastor pats her on the shoulder in support as she steps down from the podium, all previous inhibitions about her tears are completely forgotten.

She does what she can to incorporate anything she can from Billy’s room into her own. His shirts, his jackets, the dart board, his knives, even his posters and blankets. Anything she can take, becomes part of her room and this becomes especially true when her parents decide that they can’t bear to live in California any longer.

When she hears the news, she immediately finds the journal she took from his room and starts a new entry. It’s sort of her way of talking to him. The front of it is still filled with the random things he wrote, from forgotten homework assignments to stupid little notes and doodles. Max had started writing letters to him when he died. She doesn’t want him to think she’s gonna forget about him, so she writes him as much as she can.

This letter is about how stupid it is that their parents are trying to forget about him, but that she’ll never forget him. She won’t let him be like that Metallica song that came out not too long ago. Fade to Black. He would have liked it. She adds it to the list of songs she wants to make into a mixtape to remember him by. All his favorites, songs he despised and she loves, even just songs that make her think of him or that she thinks he’d like.

They move to middle of nowhere, Indiana. Billy would’ve hated it.

Max gets enrolled in the local middle school and kind of gets stalked by some nerds. All because she beat their precious high scores. They moved here to get away from the memories of Billy, but it feels so much worse living in a place where she has no memories with him. All she can think of is how much he would have loved or hated so many different parts of the town. He would have loved the long, open roads and absolutely hated the girls that all looked the same.

So much happens that she almost doesn’t get to write to him. Some things happen that make her think that maybe Billy really is watching over her. She has to stop herself from crying or blowing up like Billy used to when some jerk from the high school asks why she wears stuff that’s clearly too big for her and isn’t girls’ clothes.

So much reminds her of him and she can’t help but cry, even though she can practically hear him telling her to buck up or “chuck it in the fuck it bucket.” It all just hurts so much. Especially when the nightmares start. They’re usually the same- all of that day when she found him. She found him in the bathroom, bleeding and broken in the bathtub. The water was already cold, just like him. She knew how Neil treated him and it made her want to scream because she knew there was nothing she could do to help. Not really. But the note on the counter told her it wasn’t Neil that did this. Not this time.

“I’m sorry, Max.

I should have been a better brother. He’ll leave you alone, though. I’ll tell Hendrix you said hi.

I love you

Billy

P.S. It’s all yours now. Don’t let them sell it.”

Sometimes the nightmare shows when she shook him by the shoulders, begging him to wake up as she screamed and cried his name.

She goes through so much in this new town and she wants nothing more than to be able to hug her brother and tell him all about it and have him tell her what to do or call her “shitbird” and say it’s gonna be ok. But he’s dead and all she can do is write to him. For years.

And one day, decades after Billy died, Max is back in California. She’s had time to heal and become herself. She still wears his clothes and listens to his music and reads his notes, but it hurts a lot less. She’s sitting in her living room with Jane- or El as their old friends still call her- and writing a new letter to him.

Dear Billy,

I hope you’re doing good. Jane and I are. It’s September 14th again.

Yknow, sometimes I still write these and half expect a response. It’s so dumb. I really can’t believe it’s been over 20 years. Jane says hi again… and sends hugs. We got a cat and named it after you. He’s just like you, I swear to god.

I heard another song that made me think of you. It just came out today. It’s called “How to Save a Life” by some band called The Fray. It really does feel like how I felt all those years ago. Especially when it goes “And I would have stayed up with you all night, had I known how to save a life.”

I put it on the list. I really think you’d like it. Or hate it. I can’t tell sometimes.

Anyway, I love you Billy

Max

P.S. Happy birthday

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