#;hey guys owo

[chippuyon]

Bad end Rei is just his mentor with extra steps snskksskak

Probably would end up the same tbh

No no no I need walking corpse Rei traversing the streets of Japan mindlessly killing not out of apathy but fresh sorrow. Him regularly taking care of Kazuki and Miri's graves because they had no one else. Kyutarou getting more worried every time he stops by the bar but not knowing how to approach him anymore. Seeing the killer of his family every day but not having the will to enact vengeance. Coming home to piles of trash, the kitchen with unpacked groceries and toys scattered everywhere. Sleeping not in the bathtub but the bed they used to sleep in together both to seek out phantom warmth in the bedsheets and because he can't be bothered to protect himself anymore. I need a Rei who can never recover after losing his first happiness.

[magnifiico]

"i hope i didn't scare you." his tone is as flat & as listless as usual: but james is referring to that sudden gunshot he'd taken in order to save mags' life. less the action ⸻ although james supposes that most people aren't used to guns being fired ⸻ and more the loud noise. james doesn't stop to consider the fact that mags had been splattered in blood & how that might've been more terrifying.

@jaamesunderland || ohoooo herewego 👀

The growl thundering up his chest, riding along the roof of his mouth, is rather more frustrated than it is scared.

Magnifico (Magnifico? Can he even call himself that here, where the title doesn't matter? The fame is absent? Everything he built out of reach?) barely registers the concern in his apparent savior's words—but certainly not his tone—as he focuses on the curve of his own fingers. There are droplets of that telltale crimson, yes: a new splash of unwanted color on his outfit. But no matter how much it sickens him, his concern remains at full force elsewhere—

“Why isn't it working?” He flexes his hand into a fist, releases, strain quavering up the length of his arm. “What is—” Nothing. Nothing. Not a tingle or a burn of energy in his veins. No sign of the magic he'd spent years studying, laboring to perfect all for the sake of... He needs this for himself, this time. Himself.

Where—

“Y-you...” he mutters, relenting as a freely trembling hand drops to his side. As if Magnifico has only now noticed the stranger who'd so kindly ruined his outfit saved him from... something, his focus sharpens ever so slightly. He blinks, and his brow creases. “What is this place? Who are you?”

[jackass-jones]

Cant believe im getting rbs on a post about junepei when yesterday I went on a big rant shitting all over junepei 😵‍💫😭😰

Akane who sacrifices her entire life, and her loved ones lives, and the lives of many others, all in the hopes that she can forge a timeline where she and Junpei can be together and live a peaceful life, only to have traumatized Junpei so much in the process that he doesn’t want anything to do with her in the end

[modmad]

I'm cosplaying Negative at the convention I'm at this weekend and have learned two (2) appalling facts:

1. There is apparently a Tv-headed guy in whatever the heck a skibidi toilet is

2. He apparently resembles Negative

I have been asked twice if I am from skibidi toilet, much to my dismay

1, there is a whole RACE of tv peoples in skibidi toilet! I have watched the whole series, so that I know what it is, and while it's not my usual wheelhouse I have to say that the people making it go CRAZY and I have to respect that! also I like the owo tv

2, hey man just lean into it, personally I feel like Negative doesn't resemble any of them bc none of them have one big staring eye... but for a lot of people esp the young uns the skibidi tv heads are the Only tv heads. like they don't necessarily know it's a whole genre- nor did I when I started TPoH! we find our way there accidentally! so, sorry that you got misinterpretted, but in this case it's a way you can introduce a new thing to them, and the idea that there are many other tv headed characters in the world!

[crystalizedcryolite]

HCs of AvM Characters' Typing Styles

(Alan not included despite the misleading photo used lmao)

Red:

Oh, MOST DEFINITELY uses emoticons the most. He's the type to use the most insane ones like╭( ๐_๐)╮and is not above using OwO unironically. Uses all-caps the most, overall VERY expressive in text.

Definitely the one to have the most typos and uses shorthand a lot, but WILL correct when someone else makes a typing error.

Example - "HEYY GUYS hru?? :D" and "NOOO rEuebn in MCSM DIEDDD (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞"

Orange/TSC:

They're a ghoster in chat/J

Types pretty normally, but also uses shorthand a lot. Only uses punctuation and caps when it REALLY counts. Rarely uses emoticons, and uses tone indicators more. Lazy at typing, lmao

Example - "hey what's up?" and "oh dang, rlly? that sucks/gen"

Yellow:

Everything he types is in perfect grammar, punctuation, and spelling. This, of course, leads to him being a bit of a slow typer.

He almost-never uses shorthand, same goes for emoticons. He uses tone indicators, though! And not above using multiple letters like "Helloooo!"

When he makes a single typo, everyone goes crazy and is quick to joke about it. Always quick to correct any typing mistakes.

Example - "I think you mean *Reuben, @/Red, and wasn't there an option to save him? /genq"

Green:

Green, Mr. Everything-must-be-perfect Green? He tries to NEVER make a typo, and is quite fast at typing. Manages to maintain perfect typing even in a fast pace.

(The same outcome from Yellow happens to him if he makes a typing mistake, but gets clowned on a lot less since he'd definitely make more typos than Yellow ever would)

Similar to Yellow, he tries to maintain perfect everything for typing, but he DOES use emoticons and shorthands! Also drags on some words with extra letters, of course.

Example - "Yeaah, I think so?? But the scene where he turns into a porkchop is hilarious lmaooo" and "Oh heyy @/Blue and @/Purple are both online! Hey, guys <3"

Blue:

Has a typing style similar to Orange’s, but uses caps and emoticons a lot more! Doesn't quite care about typing errors unless it's something important. Nothing much to add to this, to be honest.

Example - "Heyyy! ^^" and "The cutsecene was actually pretty funny ngl, it made teh sad moment less sad tho :P"

Purple:

Their typing style used to be extremely perfect, but as time went on, they stopped caring too much. Of course, they use proper spelling and doesn't use shorthand too often, but they do allow themselves to be imperfect!

They use tone indicators more than shorthand, but they do use stuff like "lmaoo" and "wtf" sometimes!

Example - "Wait tf who's Reuben? /genq" and "@/Red I am so sorry for your loss.."

King Orange/King Mango:

Perfect typing, doesn't even try. Doesn't use emoticons, doesn't use shorthand, doesn't use tone indicators. Uses emojis.

Doesn't understand what "lol" means. His typing style reflects his speaking style.

Example - "@/Purple, I do believe that @/Red is referring to the show he's been watching." and "You all must go to sleep, it's late! You kids need more time to grow."

Purple: "Dad we're all young adults-"

KM: "Oh, that's right 🫢. Indeed, you are.."

Red: "o l d XD"

KM: "What does 'XD' mean?"

[heartfullofleeches]

MIME READER IS SO SILLY

mime reader: ,’:/ (first time mime reader rose an eyebrow)

murder clown: what the hell—

murder clown #2: THIS IS NOT THE TIME FOR NEW FACIAL EXPRESSIONS

Murder Clown #1: Hey guys, check out what I found outside! [Holds Mime up like they're a stray cat]

Murder Clown #2: What the heck is that thing? Put it back.

Mime Reader: OwO?

Murder Clown #2: ...!

Murder Clown #2: ....[glances at Murder Clown #3 as they creep up] Don't you fucking dare...

Murder Clown #3, snatching Mime from the first's arms: Dibs!

Murder Clown #2, chasing them: You always do this! Lemme hold them for five seconds, damnit!

Mime Reader: :D

[anachronistic-falsehood]

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[estrellami-1]

Is this something or nothing?

The rules of public travel are simple: do your best to stay in your own space, stay aware of your surroundings, and don’t stare at anyone.

Most people adopt the thousand-yard stare, simply staring through the floor or the window until their stop, where they pop up out of their seat (or straighten up, if holding onto a bar), make their way to the door, and wait to exit.

Steve knows the rules of public travel. He’s been bussed to and from Cincinnati too many times to count: the dubious perks of having rich parents who send you off for school.

He knows to stay in his own space. He knows to keep his eyes to himself.

But he hadn’t slept well the night before. He hadn’t slept well for the previous week, actually, and is going off of roughly twenty combined hours of sleep in the past six days.

None of which happened last night.

He hadn’t realized he was tired enough to fall asleep standing up. Hadn’t realized that was something people could actually do, until the bus was suddenly braking and he was flying through the air, no idea what was happening until he was caught like a goddamn maiden in a story, swooning on a random guy’s arm.

He blinks.

Random Guy blinks, then grins. “Well, hey, big boy,” he starts. “Looks like you just fell for me.”

Steve’s brain isn’t currently working, so all he gets out is a string of cut-off curses as he tries to get his feet under him. “Sorry,” he finally says, which feels really fucking inadequate.

Random Guy just shrugs and grins. “Accidents happen.” He looks up, pats Steve on the shoulder, and says, “Well, you’ve got great timing. This is my stop. See you ‘round, big boy!”

Big boy, Steve mouths as Random Guy turns around, feeling himself flush. Goddammit.

And it wouldn’t have been terrible if that was all he’d seen of Random Guy.

But now that he’s been made aware of his presence, Steve sees him everywhere.

Even worse? He sees Steve, and usually winks, which only serves to make Steve blush.

And even worse than that? Random Guy is hot.

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[fuctacles]

The day Eddie quit his job

Me: it would be fun to mix this months microfic prompt with last years Me: hey I don't have anything for rarepair *proceeds to write CheerScoops for STEDDIEmicrofic prompts*

ANYWAY

for @stevieweek Day 7: Rare Pair + sapphic (+ one + pool) | M | 1111 | Stevie/Chrissy &Eddie, mentioned Chrissy/Eddie | open relationship, streamer!Stevie, FanslyModel!Chrissy, friends with benefits (?) lots of wiggle room for interpretation, CHAT FIC

Short stream, big announcement!

elderning: is it time????

beatred: Cheer100 this better be about the pool stream

"Chat, chat, calm down, it is about the pool stream." Stevie is rolling her eyes as soon as she appears on the screen. "I had a nice speech prepared and you're ruining it." She frowns, pouting her full lips. "Can you stop yapping for five seconds and let me speak?"

bimbothelotrguy: No yapping

ballstothewall007: Proceed queen

bimbothelotrguy: :x

"So, we recently hit one million subscribers on YouTube, which, thank you so fucking much, holy shit!" She grins. "And, true to my word, I'll be doing a pool stream as promised. Don't know when yet, but stay tuned, I'll give you a heads-up. And thank you again, though I know you had ulterior motives." She smirks at the camera.

mojito_chan: ulterior motives?? us??

mojito_chan: must have mistaken us with a different chat

bimbothelotrguy: BADONKERS

powerdrill1000: message deleted by a moderator

"Yeah, exactly," she snorts. "Okay, I don't have much time today, but there's this one game I want to check out and we can talk out the details while we're at it."

MasterOfChatters: I have a bad feeling about this

Stevie looks at her chat, and smiles.

"Are you high again, Master?"

MasterOfChatters: would you fire me if I was?

"No!" she laughs.

MasterOfChatters: then yes

She leans close to the mic.

"There's someone in your house, Eddie."

MasterOfChatters: FUCK OFF

big stream big surprise!

beatred: oh

bilbothebimbo: oh no

mojito_chan: I mean...

Stevie's not there yet, but they can see the set-up for today's stream. The pool behind SailorSteph's house is right there. Still behind her house. Still behind the glass door. Behind a huge inflatable pool full of colorful plastic balls.

ballstothewall007: is there at least some water in there?

footjoblover: -slow clap- well played

MasterOfChatters: STEPH YOU MINX

MasterOfChatters: KNEW YOU WERE COOKING SOMETHING

MasterOfChatters: @footjoblover nice nick

SailorSteph: @MasterOfChatters oh I'm not done cooking

footjoblover: @MasterOfChatters thank you good sir

The chat starts flooding after her brief appearance, and her moderator has to put it in slow mode.

"Chat, I'm coming! Calm down!" the microphone picks her up from somewhere in the house, and soon she appears in the camera's view. Her outfit is skimpier than usual, with a tiny crop top and bootcut shorts. She's holding a colourful drink and she steps into the ball pit to settle down.

footjoblover: F E E T

MasterOfChatters: @footjoblover I'll let it slide this once

She sips on her drink while adjusting the stream settings.

"I know some of you might be disappointed..." She skims over the chat briefly. "Yeah, I'm not sorry about that. If you didn't see it coming it means you're new here. Anyway, since you're not getting your softcore fix, I have another surprise for you big babies. We're having a guest today."

ggiirrllss: is it ChiChi???

prawncocktail: please be cheerscoops

bimbothelotrguy: oooo a collab?

elderning: if it's a secret boyfriend announcement imma kms

thepizzaguy: is your hot mod visiting? owo

MasterOfChatters: @thepizzaguy nope, still in my basement. thank you though

bimbothelotrguy: @thepizzaguy boooo sucking up to the mod

MasterOfChatters: @bimbothelotrguy you're just angry you weren't first

bimbothelotrguy: @MasterOfChatters u got me there hot mod daddy

"I'd be angry that I'm playing into your guy's sick fantasies, and I've seen your fanfiction, okay?" She looks straight into the camera, leaning in, eyes squinting. "So don't even try denying. I know what you're thinking about. Anyway, I would be angry if she wasn't such a genuinely lovely person. And she agreed to play with me today."

prawncocktail: SHE

bimbothelotrguy: chichi???

prawncocktail: please be chichi please be chichi please

"Come on babe, don't be shy." Stevie smiles at someone off-camera, and then stands up to help them step into the pool.

"You know, chat..." The mic picks up a new voice. "I've actually been lied to as well, and I flew in here with a bag full of swimsuits." The girl pouts and when she sits down you can indeed see she's wearing a bikini with a kimono-cut short robe thrown over it.

"I didn't lie, you all just assumed pool means water." Stevie rolls her eyes. "Besides, we can still go take a dip later." She sends a suggestive smile to the girl on her left, who takes a sip of her drink and wiggles her eyebrows with a smile.

"I think we broke your chat," she points out. Stevie turns to one of her monitors to see what's happening.

Among the slew of emotes, only her mod's messages can be seen.

MasterOfChatters: CHRIS WHAT THE FUCK

MasterOfChatters: YOU SAID YOU'RE VISITING YOUR MOM

Chrissy, aka CheerCheer or ChiChi, as she's known online, stirs her drink slowly.

"No, I said I'm visiting Mommy." She grins, throwing her long, bare legs over Stevie's lap. Stevie smiles brightly and her mod, who's also Chrissy's boyfriend, knows it's directed at him.

MasterOfChatters: I'm

MasterOfChatters: appaled. speechless. mad.

MasterOfChatters: and so glad I put these fuckers in emote-only

MasterOfChatters: iF ANY OF YOU EVEN SUGGESTS A THREESOME I'M TIMING YOU OUT FOR 24H

emote-only mode is off

footjoblover: message deleted by a moderator

MasterOfChatters: OR A FOURSOME OR IS JUST NASTY IN GENERAL

milkpudding: message deleted by a moderator

milkpudding: I need fanart refs

MasterOfChatters: @milkpudding THIN ICE

Chrissy, unfazed, turns to Stevie.

"One hundred?"

"I'd do it for free." Stevie gives her the most charming smile while idly stroking up her shin. It finally makes Chrissy blush.

MasterOfChatters: GODDAMNIT CHRIS

MasterOfChatters: ENABLERS

MasterOfChatters: @SailorSteph UNMOD ME PLEASE I CAN'T HANDLE THE CHAOS

milkpudding sent $100

"Well," Stevie shrugs, already leaning in. "A hundred dollars is a hundred dollars, right?"

"Right," Chrissy says softly, parting her lips for the other girl to slot into.

The kiss is sweet and chaste, Stevie's hand squeezing briefly her knee before caressing her cheek and letting go. She smiles at her, pecks her nose, and turns back to the camera.

"Hope you got your money's worth, milkpudding. Thank you for the one hundred." She smiles sweetly.

milkpudding: yes thank you!!!

milkpudding: see you in #fanart on discord later! teheheh

prawncocktail shared a clip: CHEERSCOOPS IS REAL

"Should we tell them now?" They share a thoughtful look. Chrissy shrugs.

"Better get this out now before Eds gets a heart attack."

MasterOfChatters: ?????????

"We made something for Chrissy's socials too," Stevie starts, playing with the hem of her friend's robe. "We can't link it here, but keep an eye out in Discord and her Fansly." She smiles at her with mischief before looking back to the chat to see the chaos they've surely created.

emote-only mode is on

MasterOfChatters: GODDAMNIT GIRLS 

[askyuuandco]

Twisted Wonderland Incorrect Quotes 20

Yuu & Malleus: walking together

Bully: points at Yuu You look unattractive >:D

Bully: Drives off in bike HAHAHAHA!

Yuu: D':>

Malleus: >:0 …

Bully: still driving away on bike Nothing better than bullying without consequences >:3

Malleus: Teleports in front of his bike

Bully: HUH!?-

Malleus: grabs the bully by the face and let's the guys bike crash

Bully: scared shitless OAO'////

Malleus: calm angry … I'm gonna need you to apologize… ----------------------------------------------------------------------------

Mrs. Shroud: Your Grounded Young man D:<

Mrs. Shroud: No going out for a month >:(

Idia: Really?! OwO

Mrs. Shroud: Yeah and no leaving your room either >:(

Idia: SWEET!

Mrs. Shroud: And no electronics UvU

Idia: reading manga Your the boss :D *closes the door

Mrs. Shroud: >A> !? ---------------------------------------------------------------

General Lilia: HEY! Wake up! >:D

Human! Y/N: Jerjogsejgwe! >A>'///

General Lilia: I just murdered your entire family! >:D

Human! Y/N: B-But I live alone OmO'///

General Lilia: Wah?! Then who are these people in your house?! >m>

Human! Y/N: There's People in my house?! OAO'////

General Lilia: Well not ANYMORE! D:<

General Lilia: DUMB BITCH! D:<

General Lilia: YOU COULD HAVE DIED! D:<

General Lilia: gives middle finger Your Welcome >:( leaves

Human! Y/N:… WTF?! OAO -------------------------------------------------------

Yuu: Dad can I turn up the heat up? :D

Crewel: Don't touch the thermastat Yuu your father gets upset U_U

Yuu: Come on this thing goes up to 90 =v= turns dial

Crowley: PUT BACK THE THERMASTAT!!! D:<

Yuu: EEP! OAO

Crewel: told you =n= ----------------------------------------------------------------

Yuu: how the hell did you get over here? :0

Malleus-Tsum: panic squeaks OMO'////

Yuu: you ran all the way here ._.

Malleus-Tsum: squeaks yes >m<'///

Yuu: That's a good 2 or 3 blocks OnO

Malleus-Tsum: squeaks he knows

Yuu: please tell me you weren't followed >.>'///

Malleus-Tsum: squeaks he was ;n;

Yuu: You were? =n='///

Malleus-Tsum: squeaks yeah ;m;

Dragon! Malleus: angry knocks with claws on Yuu's front door

Malleus-Tsum: EEEEEEKKKKK!!! hides ------------------------------------------------------------------

Floyd: Coffee boys?

Ace: I'm good

Jamil: I have tea so it's fine =v=

Floyd: more for me! UvU

Floyd: I hate this part put coffee beans in mouth >m<

Floyd: puts the hot water in his mouth and is screaming in pain

Ace & Jamil: FLOYD NO!!! OmO'//// ----------------------------------------------------------------

Gn! Yuu: Finally my very own money X>

Gn! Yuu: The world is my oyster! >:3

Gn! Yuu: I can finally really start living >X>

GN! Yuu: spends it all on anime stuff I'm living the big life XD --------------------------------------------------------

Malleus: turns on his computer and it breaks OMG! H-Hello!? OAO

----later----

Idia: Dude here's what I recommend you do…cause clearly you've been having trouble with the double computer set up for like- =-=

Malleus: No the dual PC is great I haven't had like a single problem with it yet >v>'/// Lilia: what do you mean you've never had a problem with it!? Explain all the reasons why you need Idia to be your F*cking Tech Support!?! D:< Idia: and I'm not even good at it =n= Lilia: Idia your the only one he needs but like you gotta use smaller words for him. Don't use the words RAM or CPU he'll get confused =v= Malleus; Ram is memory and CPU is how computer run right? :D Lilia, Idia, and Yuu; >.>' .... Idia: *pinching the bridge of his nose* do you use google chrome? Malleus: I use the basic built in internet- Idia: What....Stop... >:( Lilia: What does that mean? >n> Idia: You use internet edge? >n> Malleus: Edge yeah :D Yuu: NOOOOOOOOO!! Lilia: YOU USE MICROSOFT EDGE?! D:< Malleus: *akward laughing* Yuu: Idia. Can you go to Malleus's house and open up his computer and make sure he didn't put beans or something in there please? =m=

Idia: *Dead pan stare* So...Before Edge Did you just use the internet explorer Malleus: :0 .... Idia: Brooooooo....nooooo=m=

Malleus: *awkward laugh* <XD

[chiharuhashibira]

𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓷𝓮~

Hello, I wanted to write a fic so bad but I am too lazy to open my laptop. So writing it via my phone without proofreading XD

I will edit any grammatical errors and such when I go on my lappy soon HAHA! So please bear with me~

This fic can be read on its own or after 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝑰𝒔 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍, 𝑰𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝑰𝒕? So enjoy~ (and prepare tissues XD)

Note: I am on my lappy now OwO so Imma grammar check while writing haha!

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒚 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔

𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐗 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔)

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: None ^^

Genre: Drama/Angst/Romance

(Image isn't mine, credits to the rightful owner)

Don’t exhaust your heart on something that isn’t worth it.

I can still clearly remember the feeling I've felt since Giyu told me those words. And yes, especially on the part where he told me that he thinks that he'll never fall in love again. I'm sure I've also convinced myself that it's time to let him go.

And there, I told him how beautiful the sunset is.

But look at me now; it's been a year since then, and I still haven't found love. You also guessed it right: there are still remnants of love inside of me that sparkle whenever I see Giyu. He's still my best friend. Nothing's changed.

It's just that perhaps I never showed my vulnerability now as much as I did back then. It seems that he didn't mind. Tomioka is still the same man that I've met before.

Not until Sanemi came. We became close to the point that sometimes I'd spend my weekends with him. We're just friends; I know that, but it is also clear to me that Sanemi likes me. He isn't shy about showing it.

However, it's just that I think I've already exhausted my heart on Giyu and can't feel any romance at all with the guy. He's charming; don't get me wrong. He would do the impossible if I told him to. It's not that I'm using Sanemi or something; it's more like I just enjoy the company that he gives me since I'm still healing from everything.

I was busy contemplating when suddenly I noticed the sideways glance that Giyu was giving me. He seems bored, or... annoyed?

"What's with the glare, Giyu?"

"As far as I know, you're with me, but I think it's somewhere far... or, more like, someone far."

Is he referring to Sanemi? Because if he is, he's wrong.

"Huh?"

"Nothing. You know, if you're bored or what, you can go home. I think I can buy my groceries alone."

"Why are you being grumpy all of a sudden? I'm not doing anything."

"Whatever."

I watched as Giyu walked faster, holding his cart. I felt cold in the pit of my stomach, as Giyu was never this grumpy with me before. He got all the patience and sweetness, and now he gets annoyed easily.

With a heavy heart, I jogged towards him, wrapping my arm around his arm. He seems to not mind at all, but he's still ignoring me. I can't bear with it, so then I grabbed a chocolate from the shelf and showed it to him. "Giyuuuu, I want this," I said in a baby voice. I know my best friend can't resist it.

"Fine," he said, rolling his eyes. I tossed the chocolate on his cart and wrapped my arm around his again. "Why are you so mad? I'm not used to you like that."

"I don't know. Maybe because it seems like I bore you?"

"Who said that?"

"I don't know. Perhaps you can ask Sanemi since you always go out together."

And there, the name popped out of his lips.

"Are you jealous of Sanemi?"

Giyu stopped walking and swatted my arm. "Pfft... Me? Jealous? What are you, my girlfriend? You can go out with him for all I care."

I was so hurt by how he reacted that I ended up standing there, watching as he went on his walk. He noticed it, so then he looked back at me and raised an eyebrow. "Hey?" Giyu asked, wondering why I was just standing there.

I gulped and just turned my back at him, leaving him, despite how he called my name.

"'Pfft, what are you, my girlfriend?' Then don't react that way. Fucker."

Fuming, I threw my bag on the couch and plopped down beside it. I hated the fact that he didn't care. Why doesn't he care? And if he really doesn't, why is he acting like that?

I was so mad and confused that tears started to stream down my cheeks. Never in my life did I expect to get angry at Giyu like this. But then it happened. Just as the decision to try to let go of him happened.

Cutting through my thoughts, I heard my phone ring. My heart skipped a bit. Perhaps Giyu wants to apologise?

So then, I eagerly took out my phone, only to see that it was Sanemi instead, calling me.

"Hello? Sanemi?"

"Hey, how are you—are you crying? Are you alright, Y/N?"

"Oh, sorry, I was watching a drama," I lied. "Uh, how are you?"

"Oh, did I disturb you?"

"Not at all."

"Okay, so I was just wondering if you would like to go out tonight. My treat."

"Sanemi, you're sweet, but I guess I'll turn down the offer for today. I'm quite tired."

"Oh, okay, no prob. But if ever, you can chat with me or anything. Okay?"

"Thanks. I appreciate it."

Beep.

I could hear the dismay in Sanemi's voice, but then, what can I do? I feel bad, but I can't even comfort myself right now. I know I'll just make it worse for him.

Everything just hurts, especially whenever I try to look back.

Giyu Tomioka.

We're more than friends, but less than lovers. And now, what are we? Where is he? Why does it feel like he never cared at all?

Did he even care? Because if he does, he should've checked on me right now. But then, here I am... longing for his attention, even if there is someone who would gladly gave me everything.

I don't know. Perhaps it's still Giyu after all. And it'll always be until I'm nothing but a dimming star into the night, with light fading away as I wait for him.

𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮

Welcome to my other series? XD It was supposed to be a sequel to my one-shot as mentioned above, but yes, you can read this as it is.

The A/N above was written months ago but now, Imma release this to y'all.

Kinda fond of some modern AU stuff as of the moment xD Soooo, feel free to reblog, comment, and request anything!

Also just a heads up, this will be a short series, perhaps 5 chapters max. Just wanted to write this and let this all out 😅

NOTE TO SELF: Make a landing page for the series 💕

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

[allesiathehedge]

Hey guys! How's everyone been doing so far? :D Hope life's been treating you fairly!

Besides, there's a small announcement I wanted to make: the first batch of pages from the 3rd chapter will be posted here in early December, since I got plenty of pages enough to gather up.

Hooray!! owo

[maybeemden]

me, getting into lovejoy: ok I never liked the dsmp but this wilbur guy's band seems cool, he's such a perfect tumblr indie frontman, let's see what he does for on his online carree—

wilbur soot on twitch dot com: *beatboxing* hey you wanna see some fucking MEMES?! *default fortnite dance* *minecraft parkour* *shockingly good acting when he needs to* fuck uhhhh shitpenis :] also I am a cultist and a chef and I robbed a fucking bank but it's okay because I'm sowwwy OwO

[lorelune]

hihi lore!! i would love elaboration on the omegaverse panel hijacking if you're down to share!!! owo

oh bitti... BITTI... let me recount to you the omegaverse panel hijacking exploits of anime con of 2024 [name redacted]

if you were not aware, beloved cielo and i are actually from the same area!! so we are irl buds as well as fanfic pals. it was our second time going to this particularly con together. we had highlighted a panel 'intro to omegaverse' that was of great interest however it was an 18+ panel on saturday evening so we had to get there EARLY for a spot. we are nearly in the front row with a handful of my other friends, waiting as the room fills up, but no panelist arrive. i am drunk on three green apple white claws, nursing another in a disposal coffee cup. i am living so well.

five minutes pass, then ten, then a few more, and a someone runs to the front, turns on a mic and says "hey i'm not a panelist, but i'm gonna hijack this until they show up. who wants to help". she proceeded to recruit me n cielo, one other person, and an artist to draw and annotate our words while we spoke LMAO. me, cielo and company BODIED that panel. it was genuinely so fun. the og panelist never showed, so we kept folks entertained the whole hour!! we did give a basic rundown on omegaverse, talked recs of media and fanfic, and talked tropes too. we had great audience participation and it was so fun to be silly as panelist and get good laughs outta folks too :'^)

at the end of the panel, we get rushed by a bunch of audience members. someone takes a polaroid of us panelists (which i still have.) i'm moderately blasted and hand out my ao3 to someone irl and tell them x reader bangs, they just haven't seen the vision yet. out of the crowd, a phone is handed to me by a very normal looking man in his 30s? probably. very different from the folks who'd approached us before. he says, very deadpan, "write your full legal name and email" and i, blasted, do so without questioning for a solid 30 seconds of very difficult typign and then was like... wait... who are you. why am i doing this lol

the guy was the HEAD of programming for the con 😭 he was taking our information because panelist get half-priced badges the following year. we never heard anything further on this even after we emailed con staff, BUT lo and behold, an email came today with our special badge offer 🤩!!!! 2025 is gonna go so hard. we're planning a proper intro to omegaverse panel with the og hijacker. i am so fucking hype. truly a crowning moment, shining arc, of papa salami

[devilzukin7-johnny-cage]

Hey guys I created a MK Art community ;w; idk how it works yet but XD you can join owo

[agaypanic]

omg i love ur writing i was wondering if you could make a reset wilkerson x female reader where reese gets into a fight, and the reader cleans his wounds, and they are both embarrassed due to them being so close, and the tension is really high owo😍😍

The Lover and the Fighter (Reese Wilkerson X Reader)

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Summary: Reese shows affection by beating up people that bother you. You show affection by cleaning his wounds.

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Being Reese’s first (and sometimes only) friend, you were very important to him. You didn’t make fun of him besides light teasing occasionally. You helped him with homework and pranks. And in return, he’d make you your favorite foods and would beat people to a pulp if they messed with you. It got to the point where everyone knew not to mess with you.

Sometimes, new people don’t get the memo.

His name was Eric, a new kid in your English class. He was put in the empty seat next to you and was a non-stop talker. He was friendly, but that kid did not know how to shut his mouth. You could deal with it at first; English was only an hour long. But then he’d find you during lunch and after school.

Like now.

“Stevens was so annoying today. Like, we get it; you’re getting a divorce. But stop taking it out on us.” The boy laughed, not noticing your disinterest.

“Uh-huh.” You said, looking around the quad for Reese so he could drive you home. He must’ve gotten held back by a teacher or something. He’s usually out here by now.

“Hey, Y/n, can I ask you something?” You sighed, turning to face Eric. You might as well try to get through this conversation while waiting for Reese.

“Shoot.”

“Do you wanna go out sometime?” That caught you off guard. 

“Huh?”

“Well, I just thought we get along really well, you know?” This guy had to be delusional. “I like hanging out with you, Y/n. So what do you say?”

“Oh, Eric…” You prayed that Reese would turn up and get you out of this situation. “No.”

“What?”

“No, Eric. I don’t wanna go out with you.” He scoffed.

“Why not? I thought you liked me.” You couldn’t help but laugh. “Don’t laugh at me! I’m a nice guy, Y/n.” 

“God, don’t pull the ‘nice guy’ thing, dude.”

“You okay, Y/n?” You jumped at the sudden new voice, turning to see Reese, who was already glaring at Eric. “Is he bothering you?”

Eric looked startled at first but then put on a brave face.

“We’re in the middle of something, Reese.” He rolled his eyes, trying to brush Reese off.

“No, we’re done, actually.” You corrected. “Come on, Reese.” You went to walk away, but someone grabbed your wrist.

“I’m not done talking to you, Y/n,” Eric said. He made a move to tug you towards him, but something stopped you. The grip on your wrist was gone as soon as it was there.

“Don’t touch her!” That was the last comprehensive you heard from Reese before he started throwing punches. The scene became a debacle full of fists, kicks, and yelping. The yelping mainly came from Eric. 

***

“You didn’t have to do that, Reese.” You sighed, grabbing the first aid kit that was in his bathroom. “I could’ve handled it.”

You were honestly surprised that any school admins didn’t catch Reese beating the shit out of Eric. A couple of kids waiting for their parents to pick them up had crowded around the boys. You couldn’t decide whether you were embarrassed that the fight was because of you or flattered that Reese felt the need to defend you against that jerk.

“He deserved it,” Reese mumbled when you sat on his bed next to him.

“I’m not saying he didn’t.” You took his hand and a washcloth to clean up his bruising and bloody knuckles. You’ve been through this before, even when Reese didn’t beat someone up because of you specifically. But for some reason, it felt different. “You know, you were a bit more violent with Eric than you usually are with people. Why?”

Reese cleared his throat, looking at his bedroom wall.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Fine, don’t tell me.” Neither of you said anything else as you continued cleaning him up. After his hands, you went to his face. Eric got some good hits in. Sure, he still lost the fight by a long shot. But before he did, he gave Reese a cut lip and a black eye. You decided to start with the lip.

That was a mistake. You’ve cleaned Reese up from a fight before, but you never had to get this close to his face, especially to his lips. You tried to distract yourself by getting an alcohol wipe.

“This is gonna sting.” You warned, but both of you knew he knew the drill. The second the wipe touched his wound, he hissed and squeezed his eyes shut. “Sorry, Reese.” You knew the quicker you got it over with, the better. When you finished wiping over the cut, you grabbed the washcloth to get the extra alcohol off his lip.

“You’re fine, Y/n.” Realizing you no longer had the alcohol wipe, and he didn’t have to cringe in pain anymore, he opened his eyes.

That was another mistake. Reese opening his eyes made you realize how close you were to his face. You gulped and tried to brush the proximity off by wiping the small amount of dried blood off his chin. 

But you’d keep getting distracted by his lips. And when you tried looking away, you kept catching his eyes. Then you’d go back to cleaning up his face. It was a never-ending cycle.

“Y/n?” Reese was quiet, but you heard him loud and clear with how close you were.

“Yeah?” You put all your willpower into focusing on the task at hand. You waited for Reese to say something, but he didn’t.

Instead, he put a freshly cleaned hand on the side of your face. 

“Y/n, look at me.” His face was pink. He seemed nervous, and at first, you didn’t know why. But as you watched him take a quick glance down to your lips, you figured it out. You took a deep breath, debating what to do.

‘If he looks again, maybe I’ll kiss him.’ He tucked a bit of hair behind your ear, playing with the end of it. And then he looked down again.

So you leaned forward, dropping the washcloth. Reese’s hand grasped onto your hair, making your breath hitch. You kissed him harder, and even though he winced, he didn’t seem to mind.