It Was Very Effective

Little girl teaching her cats how to draw a flower 

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A georgie pillow

lil stress ball

Hey Hector

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Yookan Westfield - Grey and Orange (Shinjuku), 2019

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Hello ! Mind you writing about frank x reader!survivor ?

It can be sort of first love or someone he had a crush on pre entity but never actually talked to.

gotchu bebe. im in a very--- legion mood.

There were new people on the block... Realm? Every once in a while. You could only stab the new guy so many times before it got tedious and repetitious... But Frank knew there were some people who he could never stab enough. No matter how many times he watched the light fade from that gamer chick's eyes... Or that really tired looking kid... Some of them just- Couldn't die enough. He didn't have a favorite, though. Not like the others. Susie liked that tired kid quite a bit. Probably reminded her of something Frank took away. Joey always seemed to go easier on Claudette. He'd always murmur something about her reminding him of a girl he used to play with. And Julie never killed that quick one by her own hand... Frank didn't have connections to the real world. The Legion was his connection... And apparently, even in the realm of the forgotten- That wasn't enough. He'd wanted to forget everything. This was the best thing to ever happen to him. Even if he dealt with the others' occasional pained glances... Dealt with them pushing him away when he tried to touch them... He was happy. He was fine. He was... Legion. You were meant to be forgotten. You were one of those embarrassing things he wanted to wash away when he moved to Ormond. Fifteen was a sensitive time for a lot of guys... And you had the mental bruises to prove it. He recognized you the second he saw you. You looked... Like an adult, then. Not that Frank... wasn't an adult... But the way you dressed was testament to how long he'd been there. What had been hoodies and ripped jeans had become much more... Professional. You looked like an A- grade parental figure. Looking at you gave Frank the anxiety that maybe he was supposed to be old enough to be a parent, now... You weren't fifteen anymore, but, similarly, you could tell it was Frank. Not by the way he looked... He looked rougher- Harder- Meaner- But by his voice. You'd heard that orphaned wailing before- And when it was plunging a knife into your back with similar distress, you knew it was him. You'd been his first everything. He'd lost his virginity to you- His first kiss because nobody wanted to touch lips with his filthy, unlovable ass- You'd been his first handjob- The first time he held hands with someone who wasn't a CPS member. You'd been- His everything... Clive was a real motherfucker. One of Frank's few regrets before coming here was not killing the fucker when he had the chance... Frank was too starry eyed for Ormond, though. After all, getting kicked off your school's basketball team will do that. You were a worthy sacrifice for change until... Well, until he was stuck here with the rest of them. He wanted to know if you were a parent... If you told your new boyfriend about him... He wanted to know if you thought about him sometimes when Julie was... Touching... Him... He loved Julie. He swore he did... But Julie didn't hold him while he cried after getting kicked off the team. Susie didn't. Joey didn't. And it really scared Frank having someone there who'd seen him cry.

You could never be stabbed enough for the sin of loving him.

The Bros get caught under the mistletoe with you

notes: i wanted to do something for Christmas... Although its early, I think it would be pretty cool ta do this! sorry its a bit short, by the way. cw: none I can think of

.ೃ࿐ Well.. he doesn’t really know why that strange plant was up there in the first place. He’s heard of the tradition, yes, but who in the actual world put it there? They’re gonna receive a good scolding after this.

.ೃ࿐ After he glares at the mistletoe for a good minute, he turns his focus to you. Wait, hold on. Does that mean he could kiss you?

.ೃ࿐ He gets so smug about it, too. If you point out the mistletoe to him, he’ll just act as if he was oblivious to the whole thing. But if you don’t-

“Ah, what a troubling situation we’ve got ourselves in. Though, I’d feel I would be disrespecting this season if I were to not follow the tradition, don’t you agree?”

.ೃ࿐ Was probably just dragging you around to run from… something, really, when has he not been running from anything? /j

.ೃ࿐ While you two catch your breath, you notice something above both of you. Yep, ya guessed it. The awaited mistletoe! You gesture to it, looking at Mammon. He looked above you both, then looked at you back with confusion.

.ೃ࿐ Hasn’t heard of the tradition before, as you explain it, he slowly gets more and more flustered.

“I-It ain’t like I wanted to follow that stupid plant’s rules or anythin’! But… Guess there’s no helpin’ it if we’re already here.”

.ೃ࿐ It happened completely by chance. Neither of you was expecting it.

.ೃ࿐ You and him were just waiting around for the other to make a move. He saw this kind of stuff in anime and manga, he didn’t expect it to ACTUALLY happen to him though. While he’s nervously shuffling his feet, you assure him that he wouldn’t need to if he wasn’t comfortable with it.

“NO- I mean… It’s bad—no, NO, It's not… Gah, I mean! It wouldn’t be so bad if you were the one I’d have to, you know…!”

.ೃ࿐ He looks up at the mistletoe, then looks back at you, seemingly trying to read your expressions. He knows the whole deal about mistletoes, of course. But he isn’t sure if you were alright with it.

.ೃ࿐ He’d gesture to the mistletoe, looking at you expectantly.

“It seems we’ve been caught by this mistletoe. Would you like to follow the tradition with me? Only if you’d like to, of course.”

.ೃ࿐ Probably has a mistletoe in his pockets, so he could kiss you on-the-go. That little …

.ೃ࿐ He brings it out when he wants a kiss from you, waving it above both of you. He knows he could just ask for a kiss, but isn’t this method much more fun?

“Hehe, what a shame! We’re under the mistletoe! You know what that means, right, dearie~?”

.ೃ࿐ Beel was too busy wolfing down some roasted potatoes to notice, so you had to point it out to him yourself.

.ೃ࿐ He looked at the mistletoe, swallowing the last whole potato. He then turned to you and smiled.

“Oh, I heard about this Asmo. He kept talking about it all day… Do you want to try this out with me?”

.ೃ࿐ He was just walking around with you, trying to find a suitable nap spot. Belphie saw something unusual above you two, though.

.ೃ࿐ You notice him looking at it with a puzzled look on his face and proceeded to explain the whole deal of the tradition to him.

“Huh... That's kinda weird, but I don’t mind if it means I can kiss you.”

Let’s talk about the fabulous aromantics out there

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