I Still Think One Of The Funniest Experiences Of My Life Was Watching American Psycho With My Sister

I still think one of the funniest experiences of my life was watching American Psycho with my sister and afterwards we both went "okay. Lets do something more lighthearted now" and put on the dubbed version of Howl's Moving Castle and we both lost our minds when we heard Howl start talking

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you like me, don't you?

heartslabyul : savanaclaw : octavinelle : scarabia : pomefiore : ignihyde : diasomnia

I swear after this I'll continue the leftover event reqs 💀💀

"..."

there's nothing that leona says when your words resound around the glass walls of the botanical garden. you're a quarter sure that he's relieved no students other than two of you are present or near at all.

he's laying on his side with hisback turned away from you, successfully keeping you unaware of the expression he wears. you imagine him still closing his eyes with a slightly irked expression.

it's funny how riled up he gets with 'embarrassing things' especially that you're practically accusing him of having a crush on you but then proceeding to ignore everything else. almost like he only has reactions to the things you say.

you stifle a laugh and smack his back. if you were anyone else you'd have probably lost a tooth by now for doing such a thing, funny how he never got yours the first time you met. "aren't aren't gonna say anything?"

slowly he turns to you, there's a look of pure nonchalance in his face. "if you didn't get that much already—" he flicks your forehead, most probably referring to the fact that he likes you. "—then you're more dense than I thought."

he just.. admitted it? what. you blankly blink, wondering if it went wrong or right.

—

"eh? I didn't know you thought of yourself so high." he teases, though the sentence itself sounded downright mocking you can sense no such thing from ruggie. he shakes his head and barks out a flurry of laughs, laughing at his own words.

you raise a brow at his attempt to dodge the question. "hey! you didn't answer my question." you point out. stabbing a piece of meat decorated on your plate, it seems like you were the lunch man's favorite cause he reserved one especially for you this day.

ruggie eyes the savory meat impaired by your fork, there's clear desire present in his eyes. meanwhile you protectively hug the plate, shielding it from his view just as he grins mischievously. the very same face he does when he's about to rob someone of food. "this is mine you know."

he doesn't falter. "well, if you give it to me I'll tell you want you want." how smart. you sigh, shoulders drooping and arms retracting back to your sides. then, reluctantly pushing the plate back to him. grimacing at the protest your stomach makes.

he definitely heard that. "so?"

the boy shivers in delight as he munches. "I do." he answers with bright joy.

should you be happy that he does like you or be sad that the rare plate of meat is being devoured by someone else than you?

"here." the plate is pushed back to you once again and you look at ruggie as if he's grown a second head. he feigns a look of offense. "just this once alright?"

what the hell.. did he get possessed?

—

"oi.. d-dont say stuff like that so suddenly.." jack startles, involuntarily flinching back at the relevation that you somehow know the truth. he quickly crosses his arms and looks away, blissfully unaware of the stiff ears and tail he currently has.

you cast them an amused look. "why not?" jack seems hyper aware of the eyes on his.. ears and tail so he just shakes it off and wills it to stop, years of growing up with it. he learned to partially control it.

he looks like he's been thinking of victoria's secret for the longest time. or to be more specific, putting all his brain juice into creating an excuse. "it's not right to tell people that without a warning..?" he says. if you listen closely the end of his sentence drifts off and just transitions it like he's unsure.

"oh I get it.. you do like me."

the male stiffens and his previous attempt of letting his tail actually sway and look normal all washes away. it's stiff as a rock and you can see it from the corner of his eye, the quick glance at you.

"I do not." sternly and stubbornly.

you wipe an imaginary tear away. "oh okay.. that's too bad, I liked you too.." his ears perk up, standing up to its full height as it listens intently to your words.

jack scratches his nape. "no! uh.. wait.."

you start to walk away for good measure, purposely ignoring his sounds of small, shy protests. he'll have to be more expressive if he wants you to stop. you grin evilly at your totally evil plan.

"wait you! grrr.... fine I do, you happy?"

"very." :)

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈 (𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧)

part one

"This is exactly how it should feel when it's meant to be..."

To say that it hasn't hit König yet that he's married is the understatement of the year.

The man could barely believe his ears when you said yes. He was so damn excited he could hardly sit down afterward. You decided to put that energy to better use... in the bedroom.

König remembers the day, Schatzi. He remembers it down to the hour, minute, and second. He remembers looking in the bathroom mirror that morning and rehearsing his so-called speech. Poor guy was so nervous he had to set the ring down lest it fell down the drain.

He remembers the butterflies in his stomach, anxiety so strong that he could barely finish your delicious breakfast. ("What's wrong? You usually wolf down your food." "Ah, it's—it's n-nothing, Schatz!") You weren't convinced but decided to let it go. For the moment. And for that he was glad.

König remembers how preoccupied you were with washing the dishes. He was grateful for his training. He snuck up behind you to catch you unawares. He'll never forget when you turned and saw him down on one knee, a calloused hand holding out a ring. Your ring. He'll never forget the surprise on your face when the realization hit and the way your eyes widened and your lips parted in a silent 'oh'. The silence was deafening. mein Gott.

And you were shaking. Shaking just as much as he was. Shaking and light-headed and... and—oh damn, his speech! König was so tongue-tied he could barely form the words. Hell, he practically forgot what to say and so he settled for instinct, said the only words that filled his heart to the brim, and made each day better ("I love you. W-Will... Will you marry me, Schatz?").

And shit. Shitshitshitshit. You were practically a statue at this point. A shaking statue but still. Had he... had he overstepped? Did he overthink this? Oh shit. Did he... did he scare you away? Forever? Oh... oh no. Oh, this was a mistake wasn't it? Just... just say something, Schatzi. Say something so he'll know what to do next. Say yes. Say that you'll marry him. Please.

König stammers an apology, ready to stand and make himself invisible somehow but before he could do that you awkwardly blurt out a "NO—No, shut up and put the ring on my finger!" Oh. This... This is really happening? ("Schatz, you're—you're saying yes? You'll marry me?" "YES!")

He could barely put the ring on your finger he was trembling so hard. Emotions crashed down on König like waves and you practically jumped into the man's arms the moment you could. It came at the right moment, too. He thought his legs were about to give out on him. And so, you two were engaged.

It was cute the way his eyes would light up every time he saw the ring on your finger. It was cute when you'd turn and watch him watching you and oh, his cheeks are red!

You two never cared about extravagance. It was only you and a civil ceremony. And that's all that mattered. You'd tell the others later but for now, everything was you and König.

And yeah, he remembers the day down to the hour, minute, and second. He remembers the day you said yes and made his heart burst.

To say that it hasn't hit König yet that he's married is the understatement of the year...

...But damn if he wasn't the happiest man in the world right now.

Malleus, mumbling: This cupcake is... spicy? It's supposed to be sweet, and it's not even fully baked.

Malleus: If I had to rate this, I would give it three-

Yuu: I baked it myself!

Malleus: -out of three stars. Child of man, this is the best cupcake I've ever had.

[ Tim watering a plant ]

Dick: how long has he been doing that?

Damian: 4 months

Jason: Are we ever going to tell him it’s fake?

Damian: probably not

Five reasons you’ve cried while pregnant

Simon Riley addition

1. It was just the beginning, three months of being pregnant, and Simon wasn’t prepared for the roller coaster of emotions.

“Honey! What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Simon asked, in a panic.

This was the first time you’d been so emotional and you were too embarrassed to tell him what was wrong. “Nothing, it’s stupid.” You say staring at your sweet dog. Simon looks over at Biscuit who is happily wagging his tail, he’s confused, “Biscuit is just having such a great day! Look at him wag his tail!” You cry even harder while you pet him. Simon knew it would be a long few months after that.

2. Month five is when your cravings started, and you ate everything in sight that looked appealing. Simon had just made a casserole and you were already two bowls deep. He sees you frown as you finish the second bowl, “what, love?” He asks you, tears now rolling down your cheeks.

“I just ate two bowls, and I’m still hungry. I’m going to be so fat.” You sobbed. Simon gets up to grab you another bowl as you sob. He sighs and hands it to you as you still cry, “thank you,” you sniffled.

3. Simon and you were on your way to your 6-month check. The radio played quietly as you talked to him about your plans for the day. All of a sudden you stop talking as the tears start up, Simon sighs, “what’s wrong love?”

“I love this song,” you say quietly as tears fall.

4. Simon lays in bed next to you just returning from a short but tiring mission. All he wanted was some sleep. You follow him to bed, also wanting a nap but he fell asleep quickly leaving you to your thoughts alone. Felt lonely again.

Simon never sleeps deeply so he wakes to your quiet sniffling next to him and opens his eyes to see you staring at him. He raises an eyebrow waiting for an explanation, “you fell asleep before me so I got lonely.” You tell him cuddling closer to him

5. You stood at the pet store looking for Biscuits dog food when you suddenly got distracted by the adoption center, they had so many cats ready to be adopted but you saw one, she was blind in one eye and she was young.

You could feel your tears start to slip when you pulled out your phone, Simon answers immediately while still in his meeting, “what’s wrong sweetheart?” He asks, in a panic while he leaves the meeting room.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your meeting.” You cry, Simon knows it’s your hormonal breakdown by the way you whimpered.

“It’s okay love,” he says as he looks into the room full of his teams who all stare at him waiting to see if things are okay.

“I was at the pet store and I saw this kitty. She’s blind in one eye and she’s so little and sad and I want her.” You cry quietly.

Simon sighs into the phone, “One. Get one cat. We don’t run a zoo.” He says making his teammates chuckle. They quickly silence themselves when Simon shoots them a glare.

He hears you squeal in excitement making him smile under his mask, “thank you!” You say hanging up.