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Thank you everyone who has been supporting me!!! I'm so happy that people have been enjoying my writing (as crappy as it can be sometimes). I apologize for being so inactive lately :(
I'll do my best to try writing again! (And write for the requests I missed<3)
- I believe he gets jealous very easily due to his own insecurities. If anything, whenever he gets jealous he has to take at least a week and a half to recover.
- despite his disgusting tendencies and his reputation, he really is a sweetheart. He just needs a bit of love to open up like he should.
- he enjoys taking his S/O on cliché dates like those ones in romance movies, and he loves seeing them smile during said dates.
- he tries to mimic romance from media because he never truly learned how to love someone romantically.
Army of the doomstar spoilers below !!
- some nights he tries to seem like everything is fine for him when everything isn't, one thing he does to try and combat it is cuddling with his S/O or doing something with them that could possibly lead his mind away.
- he stays up most nights out of fear of hurting his S/O because sometimes he still feels like Salacia is controlling him.
- witnessing death firsthand, especially with people he loves, was something that took a toll on him tremendously. It takes him a bit to just snap out of his constant disassociations.
- he can't say that he isn't scared to lose everything all over again. If anything, he is terrified. He's scared to lose his S/O, to lose his band mates again.
Hey guys, Percival here. I'm waiting for some writers block to pass before I get to requests since I have two in my inbox for now, thank you thank you thank you guys for being so supportive and waiting, I'll try to get to them before the end of this month (if possible.)
To any of my mutuals and the people who follow me, should I start a tag list? If so, please please please lmk if you guys wanna be on it. (Comment below, if I respond w/ <3 you're in)
If I were to, the tag list would be at the bottom of the post and separated with a border. (Like this ↓)
@ username blah blah blah, @ someone someone, @ person person person, @ mutual
(the tag list might get copied and pasted though, just a warning. You can always ask under my pinned post or through the ask button to be taken out of the taglist)
(author's note: I really hope you guys enjoy this work I wrote, I've been in a major writing slump and saw that there aren't many Magnus fics so I decided to add one.)
The dim orange and red lights of the club flickered in slow rhythms, the air damp with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes and unpleasantly thick–though it didn't seem to bother much of the customers there, or even the dancers at each small stage. Magnus stood at one of the farthest corners of the bar while nursing a bottle of cheap beer–his eyes scanning over the waves of people, wary of anyone who gets too close or seems dangerous.
Each reddish-orange light brushed over his features, sharpening his permanent scowl and making his white streaks of hair pop out like sore thumbs. His eyes lingered on someone at the other side of the bar just for a moment longer than needed–he could feel the way their eyes were on him, see how they were gazing at him as if they wanted to talk to him. To be truthful, Magnus wasn't very into talking, let alone to strangers who were probably drunk outta their damn minds or were wanting to ask questions about himself or Dethklok.
He could feel a singular breath escape him as he watched the person get up and wander towards him–sifting through the crowd until they were face to face with him. He tensed like a violent dog, waiting for them to say something–anything, but instead of getting what he wanted he felt their fingers brush against his, taking his beer from him and instead replacing it with their own drink. He felt the coldness of the glass cup against his calloused fingers, the beads of condensation dampening his palm.
"M' name's [Reader]." They spoke calmly, gazing up at Magnus with these eyes–so bright, as if they were sparkling in the dim lighting. Magnus' voice caught in his throat and he took a swig of the drink they had handed them, a grunt of acknowledgement escaping his barely parted lips. He took a second to respond, staring down at them as if he were trying to figure them out or at least recognize them at the off chance that he knew them from somewhere–anywhere.
"Magnus." He responded quietly, his voice hardly audible above the music playing from above their heads. His free hand reached up and fixed his leather jacket that hung a little loosely off of his body, his bare skin visible underneath. He could feel a slight tug of a smirk on his lips when he saw as their eyes flicked down to his chest, watching closely as their eyes rove over him, drank him in.
He watched as their lips met the rim of his beer bottle, the golden brown poison slipping past their lips and down their throat like a river. He brushed some of his curly hair off of his shoulder and met them at their side, wrapping an arm around their waist and guiding them past the bar doors–his fingers lightly tapping above the clothed flesh.
They'd be lucky if he was there by morning, he wasn't the type to stay behind–but hell, he could tonight.
A | Affection: How do they show love? Are they touchy, verbal, or more subtle?
~I like to believe that Toki is very touchy and clingy. If his partner isn't very into physical affection he'd gladly do things for them/verbally tell him how much he loves them. Overall he's very affectionate, his love language being primarily physical.
B | Butterflies: How did they behave around their partner when they first fell in love? How did they confess their feelings?
~he would be very shy once he catches feelings, occasionally doing something stupid or unsafe just to try and impress his crush (which would work on occasion). He would be a train wreck of babbling nonsense once he finally tells his crush about his feelings. If his crush didn't share his feelings, he'd be alright (-ish, more than likely would sob for days)–but if they did return his feelings he'd be over the moon, quite literally.
C | Cuddles: Do they like to cuddle? How do they hold their partner / like to be held?
~hes very big into cuddling and comfort. His favorite cuddling positions would be big spoon/little spoon and having his partner lay on him. If he were to be the one getting cuddled, he'd prefer to lay on his partner's chest–but he also enjoys wrapping himself in a blanket and having him and his partner cuddle like that.
D | Domestic: What is Domestic life with them like? Do they take over chores?
~he'd definitely try to make his partner's home life with him as comfortable as it could be. He genuinely loves mornings where he wakes up beside his partner and just lays with them. He would help with chores as much as he can, splitting them 50/50 with his partner.
E | Ending: How would they break up with their partner?
~he would most definitely be devastated and hesitant. Non-stop crying and nights awake. He would still love you, he's just like that. He would absolutely yearn for you with every night you spend away from him. If you were in the band, he would try to avoid you and give you as much space as you need while still struggling (more than he already has) to play and keep up with the band.
F | Flaws: How do they handle their own / their partners flaws?
~he doesn't exactly know how to handle his own flaws, to be truthful he is a very flawed man–and he would definitely try to help both himself and his partner as much as he could. He would take classes if they helped him and his partner, even if he finds the classes themselves boring.
G | Gestures: How do they express their love? What are their Love languages?
~he is into all five types of love languages. He would most prominently use physical affection and words of affirmation(as mentioned in A). He tries to keep his partner as happy as he can, practically singing praises in both his mother tongue and in English while simultaneously holding their hand or hugging them.
H | Honesty: How honest are they with their partner - even when it's hard?
~he tries, he really does–but he gets so scared of hurting his partner with his words that he just shuts down. It would take a lot of time to be completely honest with his partner. to be fair he can't help it–he grew up with family and friends that would be dishonest to him and he just internalized that and (sort of) did the same to others.
I | I love you: Who said it first? How often do they say it? Do they show it without words?
~he would say his first 'i love you' while first confessing to his partner. He says it as much as he can because he truly does, he would be lovestruck and would tell his partner every single day he breathes. He would show his love through actions whenever he can't say it verbally–doing things like kissing his partner's hands or making them food (even if he sucks at it.)
Author's note: Now I have to work on J–Z (｡ﾉω＼｡)
Warnings; this will include themes of abuse and angst. Please please please read at your own discretion, your mental health matters /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
~he can't sleep most nights because of his past trauma. some nights he just stays laying on his side staring at one of his bedroom walls while wondering what things would be like if he never experienced what he did.
~he has nerve damage along his back due to the scars from his father's abuse, some nights he can't feel anything that touches his back and others he feels sudden stings and sharp pains.
~he always falls asleep with his Deaddy bear, if he doesn't have it he will not sleep. He also enjoys soft blankets and pillows (poor guy deserves comfort).
~there are two things that happen on nights where he does sleep. One, he has a night terror that he wakes up from–usually leading to him staying up the next night. And two, he has a regular dream–if it's a pleasant one, he sleeps well.
~he sometimes cries over little things, using his Deaddy bear as something to ground him. (much like myself.)
~he has some religious trauma from his childhood that he refuses to talk about, he still feels like he'll go to hell. He fears that if he speaks up about his fear–the ground would open up and swallow him whole, even if he didn't exactly do anything to deserve it.
~he craves warm hands, and the comfort that comes with them. But he is afraid of pushing anyone away just because he holds so much love within his heart.
~more than once he has zoned out and found himself somewhere else after snapping out of it.
~He doesn't remember a lot from his childhood, maybe that's for the better. But he does remember the way the air was stale in his punishment hole, the way his straw clown felt so textured underneath his calloused fingertips.
~deep down, he knows he never deserved what his father had done to him–but he refuses to believe it. He still thinks about how he was a child, a child that never experienced love. A child that felt the harsh cruelties of the world too early in life.
~he'd be nervous within the first five months of the relationship, carefully asking you if certain things are okay to do. (For example, holding your hand or hugging you.)
~he would honestly be awestruck that someone like you would even notice him beyond his musical career within Dethklok.
~he loves the attention, he adores the way you pay attention to him and enjoys doing things together.
~once he gets a bit more comfortable within the relationship, he gets a bit more cuddly/talkative.
~absolutely loves movie nights and anything like spending time, he's a real sucker for physical touch too.
~he would definitely get into bands you recommend to him, including your favorite bands.
~he would more than likely let you play with his hair while he would work on his models (like boats in glass bottles ect.), mostly ignoring it just so he could focus.
i have such a cute idea about ponyboy having a twin, but they absolutely hate each other ( they dont , they just fight a lot ) !!
like just imagine them wrestling in the living room at seven in the morning while darry and soda have to switch between cooking breakfast to try and make them stop
Oh my gosh yes, and they would be an absolute POWER duo (and they would absolutely protect each other)
Lmk if this is an a fic request, and I'll happily start writing for it. TYSM for sending an ask!!!!!
So, I've had a lack of requests (and by lack I mean there are barely any) and I've been really wanting to write with some new ideas. I'm gonna be editing the Characters&fandoms post every so often, so please give me requests using those characters and fandoms! (And I'll try and do your request to the best of my ability)
