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Finally, an intro post!

Hello, hello! You may call me Sour or any kin names! This is an mcyt kin blog! They/them pronouns, please! I will block on sight if you're rude or weird.

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[hauntedfictionland]

❝Euphoria❞

☾︎✰❛❀ Jacaerys Velaryon x Fem! Reader!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Jacaerys loves you. But he cannot have you. And it is killing him slowly.

𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬/𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Heartbreak, one sided feelings and lots of tears.

🪐𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: In this timeline, Rhaenyra never moves to dragonstone so reader and Jacaerys grow together because I didn't really know how to fit it otherwise. It's something shorter than what I would usually write.

Jacaerys significantly remembers the first moment he fell in love with you. You, Aegon and Aemond's sister, younger than the eldest but older than Daeron. Kind of in the middle really but you fell in the youngest ones. After Criston had urged Aegon to spar with him, and ser Harwin Strong saved him, you came. He had been sitting in the garden with an oak tree above, a frown on his lips and a cut on his left cheek by one of Aegon's kicks. And you walked up to him. That same glow on your face and a light that didn't seem to be there until you arrived.

He never really noticed you until that moment. Jacaerys was the first born son of his mother. The heir after heir. While you were the fourth child, after Haelena and of course, Aemond. You weren't a son. Or a first born daughter. He didn't seem to have any particular reason to talk to you. But that evening changed it forever.

You bend down towards him, a comforting smile on your lips. He watches as you ruffle his hair, so gently it sends shivers down his skin. You were called the pink doe, because of how kind you were. And you wore pink and white most of the time. And of course, very beautiful. He never noticed it until that moment. How? he didn't know. Jacaerys was a child, but he could feel love. You pull out a white flower from behind you, tucking it behind his ear.

Jacaerys closed his eyes when you pressed your lips to his ear, right where the cut was. And suddenly he can't even feel the pain anymore. Not when there was you. And there was euphoria.

He started paying a lot more attention to you afterwards. In fact, you, were all that he had on his mind. How you laughed, the blushes on your cheeks when someone—especially Aemond, complimented you, or when your embroidery got noticed by your mother. The queen Alicent. He noticed it all. And Jacaerys couldn't get it out of his head. He figured it was a phase, that he'd eventually grow out of it, yet years passed by, you both turned ten and three and he was speechless when you would show up in a golden and red dress at some family dinner, then fourteen came and your scent, vanilla and rosemary, stuck in his nose when air blew and your gorgeously blonde hair waved in his face.

And then fifteen came, when he finally accepted the fact he was oh so inevitably and irreversibly in love with you. Everything about you, he would accept. That you were a green, that your brothers were Aegon and Aemond. And even if you were like them, like the hightowers—which you weren't, you were the kindest and most gentle heart he had ever met, but even if you were, he would accept it with open arms. Because you, to him, were his great love. His euphoria. A feeling he always felt with you.

A dream. Because one day becoming king, and you, to rule by his side? to be his queen? it was a dream. And it was the best and most beautiful one he wished for. However little did he know, it would only stay a dream.

Because one windy day, right when he wanted to ask you to marry him, right under that same oak tree, you told him something that broke him in two.

You were betrothed to Aemond.

“What?” his heart falls, throat swelling dry. He can barely speak.

“Our mother arranged it. She thought he and I made good company and...” you sigh, your eyes closed as you smiled, “I've loved him for so long. It finally feels a dream come true.”

Oh. He watched as you look so in love, just with the thought of him. Just like how he looks thinking of you. He watched as a feast was thrown in the celebration of both your betrothal, he watched as you dance with each other, his hands on your waist and a gleaming smile on your lips, he watched as you take your wedding vows, and share a kiss. He watched Aemond claim his euphoria and love it like he was the one meant to be with you. Not him.

Jacaerys never imagined himself crying under that same oak tree after your wedding was over. He also never thought he would cry himself sleep, pillow soaking in tears you caused. He never thought he would get betrothed to any other that wasn't you. Well, Baela now, looked joyed to be his future wife. And the future queen. Yet he can't stop thinking about the crowns you both would have worn. The children you both could have had. The love you both could have shared. He can't stop thinking about his euphoria.

And he doubts he ever would stop.

𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑚:) 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛! 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒.

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✮⋆˙𝓒𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓐𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓼 ✮⋆˙

Jujutsu Kaisen men x f!reader The type of aesthetic you guys are and the type of bf they are⋆.˚

includes- megumi, yuuji, gojo, inumaki, yuuta, nanami, geto, choso, toji

Megumi Fushiguro- calm bf! gentle and cuddle lover! will give you spontaneous compliments and forehead kisses! protective af! stoic infront of others, but will open up only to you! will let you play with his dogs!

Ideal date- library and café dates

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Yuuji Itadori- your personal hype boy! cracks the funniest jokes ever! very very very loyal! will cuddle with you under the blanket when you watch human earthworm 4 with him! will give you the best back hugs!

Ideal date- movie night and amusement park dates

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Satoru Gojo- charming bf! heck a lot annoying! teases you A LOT! tells every single person that you're dating him and that you're his! brings back souvenirs after missions! tries to impress you all the time! you are his partner in crime!

Ideal date- picnic and dinner dates

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Toge Inumaki- nonchalant bf! looks quiet but is a crackhead! gaming with you! gives you anime recommendations! kind of a perv! says the funniest stuff with a straight face! will kiss you when you're not looking! your best boy!

Ideal date- gaming and bowling dates

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Yuuta Okkotsu- attentive! LOVES buying you flowers! you guys have a matching couple ring! is really really caring! loves to pamper you! he's super shyy! very cute! peppers you with sweet little kisses on your face!

Ideal date- stargazing and hiking dates

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Kento Nanami- husband material! amazing listener! helps solve your problems! will bake you the most delicious cakes! loves to cook for you! will give you the warmest hug after a long day of work! will open to you slowly! the sweetest bf ever!

Ideal date- prefers home dates, museum dates

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Suguru Geto- possessive af! very romantic! will act all rough infront of others and as soon as he sees you, he calms down! will carry you bridal style to your bed and tuck you in! will tease you a lot! loves it when you run your hands through his hair!

Ideal date- playing boardgames and scenic drive dates

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Choso Kamo- will comfort you! super emotional! gets super jealous sometimes! will never leave your side! will get super flustered when you call him cute nicknames! will give you the best comfort hugs! super protective!

Ideal date- aquarium and arcade dates

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Toji Fushiguro- affectionate bf! super into pda and doesn't care about what others think! aggressive yet gentle! comes off too harsh sometimes but then apologizes to you! very very observant! loves to kiss you everywhere! will ruffle your hair while you snuggle with him!

Ideal date- stay at home dates and movie theatre dates

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(All images taken from Pinterest)

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[writingsonsaturn]

lucy taking care of sick reader!!!

lucy and r aren’t dating yet, but they aren’t just friends either. when r doesn’t come into work one day, and no one (besides grey) has heard from her, lucy goes straight to her house when she goes out on patrol. she stops in throughout the day after finding out that r is like beyond sick.

maybe a little scene where r lays her head in lucy’s lap and lucy run her hands through readers hairrrrrr oh my

lovesick - lucy chen

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🪐: im still trying to find my writing style, so hopefully this is okay and fits what you wanted!! <3

word count: 982

content warning: sickness (flu like), just fluff

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You woke up with a throbbing head and a clogged up nose. Originally, you thought you could power through it and suck it up long enough to finish a shift, but the moment you stood upright your world became disoriented. 

Doing your best to breath through the dizziness, you reached over for your phone to call into work. Grey practically pleaded with you to stay home when you mentioned you would come into work if you needed to, “you have more than enough sick days, use them and keep your ass out of my station.” You just sighed and agreed, saying your goodbyes when he wished you to get better soon.

Without much thought to it you passed back out on your warm comfy bed, hoping sleep would rid you of the constant pain your brain was forcing you to endure.

Lucy checked her watch when she got in, thinking maybe you were just late or had been caught in some early morning traffic. As the time ticked away she decided maybe it would be best to text you, and when she didn't get an answer her thoughts ran around her head like an athlete competing in a race that would determine if they go farther into their season. 

She opted to check in on you when she was out on patrol, getting into her squad car and making you her first check up of the day, praying to whatever could hear her that you were there and okay.

Pulling up to your apartment she felt a ping in her chest, she wasn’t sure why she was so worried about you. You guys weren't exactly a couple, but the others would argue that you two were basically already married, you both would laugh it off and call the team crazy, still continuing the narrative that you two were just ‘friends”. 

Lucy knew better than that though, she knew you were the first person she called when she was having a rough night and needed a warm bed to share with someone, you were the first she told about good news, you are the only person she truly, and deeply loved with every living and beating part of her body.

She grabbed the key you had given her for the nights she needed someone, after the Rosalind situation you forced her to promise you that no matter the time of night or day she would come over whenever she needed to. Lucy wouldn’t say she now abused the fact she had a key to your place, but it was used more than her own key to her apartment at this point.

“Y/n?” Lucy called out, she heard the faint sound of a groan coming from your bedroom, alerting her of your presents. “Hey, are you oka-” Her words were paused by the sight of you, your skin was shining with sweat and you were cramped in a fetal position. “My love, what happened?” she quickly came over to you touching your forehead, flinching at how warm it felt compared to her skin.

You only groaned and rolled over, “i really don't feel good luce.”

You tried your best to explain all your symptoms, but your scratchy throat only allowed for so much irritation before you were in a coughing fit. Lucy rubbed your back gently, doing her best to coax you through your attack, “Here let’s get you out of this stuffy room, and on the couch, yeah?” she encouraged. You nodded leisurely and threw your arm over her shoulder, allowing her to help you to your living room.

Quickly, Lucy put anything and everything you could possibly need besides the toilet in arms reach. “Before I leave, do you need absolutely anything else, babe?”  you only smiled at her with droopy eyelids, “No, but i wish you didn’t need to leave” you pouted at her causing her to smile. 

“Call me or text me if you need me, I'll be here in an instant.”

And then she was gone, you continued to pout until her next check up with you during lunch. “Okay, love, i brought you some chicken noodle soup and some cough syrup” she set the soup in front of you with cold water and a pre-measured cap of medicine. “Thank you, love” you croaked out, “You don’t have to thank me” she replied while helping you get in an upright position so you could comfortably eat your food and take the disgusting medicine.

“I'll be back after my shift, and remember to call-” “call you if i need anything, i know, honey.” you finished her sentence, she left you with a quick kiss on your forehead.

After eating and forcing yourself to down the medicine you fell back asleep, you woke up a handful of times with the constant tossing and turning, and being too hot or too cold. You finally decided you had slept enough and reached for the tv remote, aimlessly flipping through channels.

You heard the door click and a smile began to grow on your face, “sorry i'm late! Traffic has been just awful today” Lucy explained, taking her shoes off and sitting her to-go bag on the counter. “It’s okay hon.” you looked at her as she sat down. 

“How are you feeling?” Lucy asked you, as you laid your head down on her lap looking up at her, “I've certainly been better” you joked. 

She reached her soft fingers to rake through your hair, massaging your scalp, aiding the headache that had been attacking your head all day long. “Well i'm here now, darling” she looked down at you, soothingly rubbing your forehead, lulling you to sleep. 

She gave herself an imaginary pat on the back at getting you to sleep so quickly, making a mental note that maybe when you get better she’ll finally take you on a long awaited date.

[covenists]

Hey, I loved the lance fic you did for me, and was wondering if you do another one but like a soc media au (pref fluff). If you have time

Have a good day/night

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IM BAAAACK life has been creatively rotting my brain but i reappear! this time not with smut (rip but it will be back) but with mind-numbing fluff

i've been thinking a lot about the fact that rhiannon is painfully lonely in canon and it always makes me go insane and crazy... i need to be the one to show her the affection she's been craving for so long! it starts off small - making her coffee because you notice how she always brings coffee to her coworkers with no thank you's. then you start bringing her little gifts, small things like staplers or hole punches that you've heard her complaining about because the ones she's been given don't work. it's at this point that she's already head over heels for you, and you've barely done anything but show her human decency. you don't even have to think about your response when she asks you out on a date; it's an immadiate yes. when the two of you start dating, you always find a way to go above and beyond. flowers in a nice vase when she gets a raise at work, a bath drawn with a bath bomb and candles because she texted you that she wasn't feeling well, and frequent date nights with the best wine you can afford. she's not at all used to anyone in her life being this kind to her, and the first few times you show her affection, she busts out into tears (and even after that, she gets misty-eyed every time). you just love her so much that you want to make sure that she gets treated like she should've always been treated this whole time

also making the executive decision to sign off with 🪐 from now on

welcome 🪐 anon!! <3 i adore your thoughts omg!! seeing you in my inbox never fails to make my day!!! 😁

this is something i think about alllll the time!! my number 1 love language is definitely either gift-giving or acts of service but like…i‘d go CRAZY with these for rhiannon!!! i could fix her guys!!

she’s so startled to find that first coffee on her desk that marks the beginning of your relationship. her eyes would be so wide in surprise. sure, she’s been the one to make coffee for her colleagues all the time, but not once had anyone acknowledged that, let alone bothered to return the favor. ever. but you’ve seen her. of course you have. your heart had ached for her every time she’d brought coffee for her coworkers only to be ignored all over again. it was about time someone did something nice for her.

her reaction, however, has you wondering how long it truly has been since somebody did something for rhiannon. anything at all.

she’s sputtering on and on about how you “didn’t have have to do that” and how she’ll “definitely pay you back” for going out of your way to bring some good coffee from the café down the road instead of the shitty kind from the office’s machine.

from this point forward, you always bring her coffee whenever you go out for your break. it becomes your little routine: walking past her desk, calling out her name, and watching how her head will instantly snap in your direction. the smile she flashes you every time is what gets you through your shifts. you learn rhiannon’s coffee order by heart before you make up a nickname for her that only you ever use so she'll know you're approaching just be the way you're cheerfully calling "rhee" through the office. you learn, over time, that she’s got a massive sweet tooth and start bringing a cookie to her coffee as well.

it becomes your thing. something the two of you share in the otherwise rather boring everyday life. if rhiannon is still out by the time you come back, you’ll leave the things on her desk and she will know that you’ve thought of her when she comes back. she could quite literally combust whenever she gets back to a warm coffee and a snack left for here because for the first time, someone cares!! someone sees!! just when she thinks she couldn’t fall even more in love with you from afar, you come up with yet another thing to brighten up her days: she hadn’t thought anyone would overhear her cursing the cheap hole punchers everyone’s been given until she finds a brand new, perfectly working one along her coffee one day.

she looks at you from across the room, clearly in disbelief, and just barely catches your knowing smile as you quickly turn away.

when you start dating, shortly after this incident, it is only because rhiannon finally has it in herself to approach you: she is so nervous to talk to you that she literally has to give herself a mental pep talk before approaching your desk at all. on top of that, she's too flustered to actually call it what she wants it to be -a date- and you have to take over, sensing her endearing nervousness. “i was- uhm- well i was wondering if you’d wanna come grab a coffee? i was about to leave but i think your lunch break is about to start too, isn’t it? not that i was like- stalking your lunch break schedule, or whatever! i just thought it would be nice…” she's blushing like crazy, ready for immediate rejection. instead, you smile at her and ask: “as a date?” god, rhiannon could melt right then and there!!! she would, but you instantly get up when she confirms this, so there's no time to.

after this, there’s quite literally no stopping you.

once she’s your girlfriend officially you make it your job to ensure rhiannon never feels lonely or invisible ever again. that first time she comes home to you being there, it’s already enough for her to feel appreciated: to come back to a house that actually feels like home with somebody waiting for her. and that’s before she walks in and sees all that you’ve prepared for her: homemade dinner, candles set up on the table, a fresh bouquet of her favorite flowers…

rhiannon starts sobbing instantly. you’re so worried, thinking you’ve overstepped or done something wrong to upset her. that is until she wraps her arms around you and covers you in kisses, hoarsely thanking you for the surprise. “i don’t deserve you” she claims through the tears. “i really, really don’t deserve you”

but of course she does and, of course, you’ll do it again. whether it’s by “small” gestures like sending her playlists of songs that make you think of her, remembering her favorite snacks when you’re out grocery shopping or taking care of her after a rough day, running her a bath and washing her hair for her or bigger things you prepare for her. surprise date nights that take some time to prepare but it’s all worth it when you get to watch rhiannon’s reaction. a planned trip for her birthday, where you take her somewhere nice that she always wanted to visit. literally anything to make her happy and give her the life she always deserved!!!!! <333

[dollyyss]

this is a kind of heavy topic, so feel free to ignore it if you don't feel comfortable writing it, but could i request how the main 4 and butters would react to finding out reader s3lf-h4rms? like they see the scars. if you're not okay with writing this, feel free to ignore/delete this ask

To whom ever may read this. You are loved. It is so rare.. and beautiful to live, to think we got so lucky to end up here on earth is crazy.. how everything worked out for you to be here. There are so many answers, and life is one of them as well as many ones we have yet to figure out. If you are ever considering harm on yourself, you have a place to come and speak. Here! Or to whom ever you deem more comfortable to you. But please also seek out helplines that can get you the professional help needed. I love you all. Xo.

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝑲𝒀𝑳𝑬𝑺 𝑮𝑨𝑵𝑮 + 𝑩𝑼𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑺𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑺

𝙀𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 ₊ ⊹

𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥! 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝘼𝙐‧₊˚✩彡

𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚, 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙣, 𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙮, 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘽𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𐙚

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢, 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙛𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤. 𝙑𝙞𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙.

└── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘

Kyle 🐇𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒🪐

- He’s taken back to say the least. Heart broken and torn. He’d never really thought about the long sleeves on warm days, the constantly trying to hide parts of your body with them. He also narrowed it down to, being shy, or just liking the baggy look to your clothing. But it all really made sense when he finally found out and he curses himself for not realizing it sooner.

- Kyle probably finds out by 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡. He had been at your place trying his best to help you study for your test in chemistry. When you asked him he immediately jumped to help. He always wanted to see you succeed, to do good in your classes so he’d take any chance he could to help you with whatever you wanted. It was a long tiresome study session but when it was done, his back met your bed in a comfortable manner, long body under your sheets whilst your back laid against his chest, laying between his legs.

- His fingers traced the small of your palm, tracing every line. You had not much thought to it, letting him run his finger tips along your skin, and up the sleeve of your hoodie. It’s when he stopped in a particular area and moved side to side along the ridges. Suddenly the world was quiet. The hum of your fan being the only source keeping you here rather than drifting into a dark corner of your mind.

- He won’t say anything directly about them, not wanting to trigger anything for you. But he knows. And finds ways to bring comfort without directly bringing it up.

-“Y’know, there is so much for you out there and you have yet to even know half of it. This is such a small portion of your life.. the beginning of what will make thousands of memories. And.. I’m sure it would be nice to be able to recall those memories in times of need, to look back at everything. So, stay.” He’ll give words of affirmation, squeezing you tight.

Stan .° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ

- He’s speechless. I think more than anything he stands in shock just flat out staring at you, his face slowly twists in one of a sad expression and he’s slightly shaking with nerves. How could you do this to yourself?

-he can’t exactly understand how you could but he tries. He doesn’t know exactly how to help you, though he’ll suggest therapy. If it’s something you aren’t willing to do he sits and listens to anything and everything you ever have to say.

- Stan finds out by Evidence. He’s walking out of your bathroom when he notices something you should not have in there, he’s quick to pick it up rushing into your room and confronting you about it “what is this?! What are you doing with it?” I think he knows in the back of his mind but he can’t wrap his head around it. Like I said he can’t understand how you could. When you tell him it’s been quite a while he’s a bit calmer, steadying his breathe and he’s quick to throw the item away immediately. He stands, watching you show him and it all sinks in. He kinda regrets getting a little stern but he just wants to protect you, even if it has to be from yourself. Stan’s face slowly turns, he opens his mouth to speak but not a word comes out nothing but a soft groan.

-He’s not great with words but he stands in your room with you embracing you in his arms for as long as you need it. He let you cry into his chest that night, so many kisses pressed to your head, tilting up your chin to give you such a warm loving look. It’s one of the few times you see Stan look so sad yet so loving all at once. Sometimes the silence can be a good silence.

Kenny ₊˚����️🖤❀༉

- I think In a way Kenny can understand. He’s the one that understand the most out of the group. I mean especially coming from him, someone who knows quite a bit about pain and how awful it can be to deal with or have happen. It still doesn’t change the initial shock, but his eyes aren’t so winded anymore as he softly sighs. He gets it, But he begs you to please don’t do it ever again.

- He asks very few questions as he finds out by you changing. He sees they’re old, so he won’t pry but he’ll ask why, questioning if there was things that went on in your home life that he didn’t know, if people were hurting you. He wants to know mainly to find the source of the issue, to help you.

- He’s a physical lover, in many aspects. So when he sees it he’s slow to stand from his bed, his hand stoping you from putting your shirt on. “Why?” There was a look of questioning before you looked done to the scars. Ah. Right. His hands come to roam over them, lips pressing at each and every one. “You deserve so much.” He mumbled against your skin, grabbing your hands and placing them around his waist whilst his own held onto your face. “I know it’s weird to explain, but I understand. Just please come to when you feel this way again, you’re my world and seeing you like this.. it hurts to know that I couldn’t have helped sooner.” His voice is in a soft rasp, pressing a kiss to your lips and letting you rest your head on his shoulder.

-He always has an open ear. He tries to keep it to your place whenever you feel like talking because he wants absolutely no distractions when it comes to this. He wants to have his full attention on you. For a while he becomes quite caring. Like, doing absolutely everything for you. But when he knows you can do things for yourself he dies it down a bit, he’s just a nervous mess. He wants to be there when you need him.

Cartman 🎧✮🧺✧˖°

-He’s. Angry? But not like angry at you, angry at himself. Cartman normally is the dickwad, piece of shit person, the smartass, the know it all so how could he have been so god damn stupid to miss the signs. He’d a bit confrontational, he seems bitter but it’s more or so about himself. Even though he seems hard and tough, he’d lose it if he ever lost you. And I mean lose it.

-Finds out due to suspicions. You’ve been so distant from him, touch wise at least. A bit quiet. You won’t sit near him, you’ll talk to him but not as much, fuck you wont even look at him, and he snaps. He hates the no attention, that not being able to just do what you two used to be able to.

-“What happened to you? You don’t want me anymore? You’ve been so god damn distant from me lately I’m starting to think maybe we should just end this” his words are like venom but he just doesn’t know the full story quite yet. When you go to walk away he grips your wrist, causing you to widened your eyes, tugging away as quickly as you can. “Oh stop it. Just being dramatic for some god damn atten-“ his hands slowly leave your arm when he notices. “I didn’t.. I didn’t know..” you look down, rubbing at your shoulder and looking the other way. “Yeah well maybe you should think before you speak Eric.”

- He feels bad. Awful. As if he committed the worst crime you could muster up. “Stop. I’m sorry. Please just.” He’s never one for words, ever. But there are rare moments, moments you look forward to as you know that these moments show you how much he truly does love you. “Don’t do that shit again you hear me? It’s.. it’s... love you too much.” He struggles to find the words, pulling you into his warm embrace.

Butters ˚☆🐈*๑

-Oh the most panicked of them all this sweet sweet boy. He probably breaks down. He try’s desperately to figure out why you didn’t tell him, that he’d never be mad you for this. But it’s really just his sheer emotions in that moment that make him ramble. When he’s calmed down, he’ll sit and listen to you, wiping away his tears and hold your hands.

-He finds out by Exposure. The two of you had been laying on his floor, doing whatever craft and or activity he had planned for you two to do! He was good at that, always finding things for the two of you to do together. When you were reaching for the coloured pencil to touch up your drawing butter’s smile softly faded, his eyes lingered on your arm before slowly looking up with such teary eyes. “Oh butters, butters listen to me baby they’re old I promise you they’re old” you’re quick to rush to him. He’s quickly sitting up, biting his bottom lip while the tears run down his face, like a race begging to finish. “H-how long ago? How ol-old please tell me you’re okay, oh Hamburgers I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be asking such questionsss” he softly drags out his last word quickly grabbing you to pull into him. Your body snug between his legs, he’s hiccuping, sniffling. He can’t control himself.

-He’ll calm down eventually he just hates that he had no way of ever being able to help even if it was far before him, he still wishes there could have been someway. The two of you end up laying back down on his floor, both cuddled up and staring out of his open window to watch the stars. “Yknow, when I’m sad, I like to look up at the stars and talk to them. I know they can’t hear me but it’s a comforting thought” his face is buried in your hair. “Sometimes having something or someone to talk to without words back to ya’ is quite a nice feelin’” his fingers trace your shoulders kissing behind your ear. He’s silent for a moment “everything worked out so perfectly for you to be here.. and it worked out well enough for me to find you. I’m so thankful you’re laying here with me. I love you.”

[spotsandsocks]

Hiii Spotty 💕💕💕💕

🧠🧠🧠🧠🧠🧠🧠🧠🧠🧠

⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️

-❤️🪐

Hi there Saturn, these have taken a while but have had some love and attention today and yesterday so this is all for you , after all these are you’re prompts and I’m loving them 😘 I’ve gone with 2 big trauma events for these shooting and tsunami… fun times 😂😂😂 hope you enjoy 😊

🧠 telepathic bond

“Cap?”

Over Bobby’s shoulder he sees Hen, looking worried and sad. Chim’s here too somewhere, probably gone to meet Maddie. He’ll know she’s on her way too.

“We got an update.”

Bobby moves away from him. There’s still a spot of red on his fingers. Mindlessly he takes over the job of cleaning the last of something that should never have touched his skin away. Did he do enough? Was he fast enough? Was he good enough? Did he help or make it worse. Eddie’s cries as he pulled him haunt him, he might have made things worse, pulled, torn, hurt. What if the last thing he did to Eddie was hurt him.

The red is gone now, leaving nothing behind but a faint swirling pink stain on the water. He watches the pattern disperse, unsure how long he stares, waiting to hear something, anything. His mind is so quiet. Does he have to spend the rest of his life like this, alone with the darkness that used to be filled with something precious, something he didn’t appreciate.

“Buck?”

The gentleness of the voice means Bobby’s back. His hand is just as gentle but it’s not his Captain’s hand, not his voice he needs.

“He’s in surgery, he’s still with us and he’s fighting, you know he’s fighting to stay with Chris, with you. He’ll do his best Buck, you have to believe in him, have faith.

Chris. The name reactives a dormant part of his mind and before he knows it he’s standing and walking away from Bobby. There’s somewhere he needs to be, somewhere Eddie would want him to be, Buck needs to be there too.

It’s almost, almost, like he has his voice back. Buck ignores Bobby and Hen calling him and listens to the voice in his mind that’s not there.

Chris, Chris needs you. I need you. Go.

⚡️powers, Buck has healing powers and Eddie sees the future

He can’t breathe, he’s choking, drowning, except he’s not. He’s safe and warm and dry. Even if his mind is full of water and fear.

“Eddie?”

Hen’s voice brings him back. Chim’s fingers are on his wrist taking his pulse.

“Tell me.”

Normally it’s Buck that records for him. But he’s out sick, well sick and feeling sorry for himself which is why he’s been prescribed a dose of Christopher.

“At least two hours until. Water. A dam? No. No it was the sea. I think it was the sea.”

He nods yes he’s sure the salt is still on his lips.

“A lot of sea out there Eddie. Anything else?” Chimney tries to coach a little more from the vision but it’s no good.

He shakes his head, not yet, maybe later. He feels like there’s still more. Sometimes the flashes come in waves, sometimes all in one. He can never tell.

“I’ll tell Bobby, call it in. It’s at least something, maybe some of the others will have different viewpoints and we can work it out.”

Hen’s footsteps travel into the distance. Chim stays with him.

“You ok?”

Eddie nods, “I think there might be more, in a while. It doesn’t feel finished.”

They share a glance, precogs are rare but most of them end up in emergency services.

Tagging a few lovelies who might be intrigued 😉

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[buckleyx]

hi, babes! i was wondering if you could possibly write a Buck imagine where the reader has awful parents, and is just comforting ? sorry if not! i’m also sorry if you’ve already gotten this request, my asks don’t send a lot - 🪐

FIX THE FAMILY E.B

the gif i used is not mine! all credit goes to the owner!

Author’s note: Hiya love! Sorry it took a while but here u go :)) I hope it's a bit what you had in mind. I love soft buck :(

Evan Buckley x gender!neutral reader

Summary: Your sister started a project to 'fix the family' and you're not sure how to feel about it.

Warnings: mentions of bad parenting + bad upbringing and toxic family relationships but comforting buck <33

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"Not again." You sighed, cursing under your breath as you saw your screen lid up. A blue text message covered the happy lock screen picture of you and Buck. You didn't even have to guess to know who it was from. Your sister had been bugging you all night about a family dinner. You had already politely declined 3 times but she kept pushing. You didn't blame her, your upbringing was a complete different story then hers.

She still had contact with your parents, even visits them every few weeks and she made an unofficial promise to 'try and fix the family.' As much how you despised the idea you couldn't fully blame her for trying. She was the youngest and the most successful and very clear the favorite.

You love LA, your life is here now and you don't feel the need to fix anything. You are happy where you are. You build something here, something personal and safe and your not ready to see it all fall apart again.

"Everything alright?" Buck asked, his head peaking through the door. You sighed, gently throwing your phone on the countertop. Buck's brows knitted together as he slowly made his way over to you. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Without saying a word, you tiredly leaned your head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist, giving a soft kiss against your temple. "I don't know." You sighed. "It's my parents."

Buck knew you didn't have a fantastic relationship with them but the topic didn't come out often. Just like his parents. You had talked about your shared struggles but you both didn't like unnecessary mentioning it since it was such a heavy subject to touch for the both of you. You both just didn't wanna push anything. But when it did, when the topic came up in conversation, you both were as supportive as ever. Buck especially, you couldn't ask for anyone better in your life then him.

"I'm sorry to hear that." He comforted, brushing his fingers against your cheek. "It's fine." You brushed off. "My sister just thinks she can magically fix the family. I'm surprised they even let her try."

"Maybe they don't know."

"Yeah probably. I haven't seen them in so long. Why now? Why suddenly does she wants to change things now?"

"Have you asked her?"

"No not yet." You admitted, playing with his hair. "Last time I talked to them was Christmas eve."

Buck thought back at the memory and gave you a kind sympathetic smile as he recalled how the evening ended. It was a messy day full of nasty remarks and bitchy comments. First they didn't approve of your job, then of your boyfriend and then they felt the need to break everything else in your life apart. The list could go on forever. It was just horrible. Your brows knitted together as you tried your best to block out the memory. A sigh left buck's lips, he hated seeing you like this. He hated that he couldn't do more to help you. "They treated you afwul, y/n. It's okay not to forgive them."

"I know."

"I didn't forgive my parents." He admitted. "And I honestly don't think I ever will."

"If you want to contact them again, wait until your ready and when you truly want it for yourself. Not because someone forced you to. The same happend to me, I wasn't ready and it turned out into a big big mess." You fell quiet for a second, Buck was right but you had to take a moment to let the thoughts in your mind process everything. You went over every scenario about how that reunion could go before confirming that it wasn't time yet. You weren't ready. And that's okay. Maybe you'll never be ready and that's okay too.

You brushed away some of Buck's hair that had fallen in his face, your hand rested on his cheek before you leaned in and gave him a soft kiss. "Thank you." You said softly before giving him another kiss. The buckley gave you kind smile. "Come on. I'll make you some dinner. It It will help you clear your head."

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Hiii 💕💕💕

Buddie + “come on, let’s get you home”

-❤️🪐

you are amazing for all you’ve asked me so far!! i couldn’t decide which one to do next but this one was calling my name lol hope you enjoy’n

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“Eddie, both Hen and Chimney looked me over three times each. I will be fine.” Buck fought yet made no move to stop Eddie from checking his injuries over himself.

“Shut up and let me look.” Eddie muttered, carefully helping Buck sit down on the bench in the locker room. Buck couldn’t control his wince in time as he lowered himself, making Eddie chuckled. “Yeah, I’m taking my look.”

Buck sighed, closing his eyes and letting Eddie move his head to look at the bruising that’s taking over the side of Buck’s face. Eddie soon walked away, Buck made no move to open his eyes or to stand up since he knew Eddie would be right back.

Buck was right, Eddie was back at Buck’s side pretty much as soon as he left. Fingers gently curved around his chin, tilting his head up before a warm, wet cloth was dapping on his skin, removing soot. Buck hummed to himself as Eddie worked to clean his face and neck, enjoying the gentle feel of Eddie’s fingers guiding his head around.

The sound of the wet cloth getting thrown into the hamper had Buck opening his eyes, looking up to see Eddie carefully undoing Buck’s turnout coat. He realized Eddie had taken his own gear off sometime within the last few minutes as Eddie opened his coat.

Buck helped the most he could, Eddie doing most of the work to gently peel the coat off Buck’s body. Buck hissed as his bruised shoulder moved slightly, Eddie was quick to stop and give Buck a second before removing the coat all together.

“You know, you can just stay for the rest of your shift. You don’t have to leave early just because I am.” Buck tried, feeling bad that Eddie would be losing out on a few hours at work just for him.

“You just feel through a burning floor, Buck.” Eddie shook his head. “I’m going with you.”

“I’ll be fine, Eds. I’ll take pain relief and I’ll go straight to bed. I’ll manage for a few hours.”

Eddie chuckled as he moved to help Buck remove his turnout pants, careful of whatever bruises Buck now has on his legs. “You’re going to need more than just pain relief, Buck. Ice, maybe some ointment cream, and definitely some food. I think you’re forgetting how sick you get if you take some pain relief with an empty stomach.”

“I don’t get that sick.” Buck groaned.

“You threw up for hours, Buck.” Eddie laughed as he moved to gather their work bags and his car keys. “Then the sight of your own throw up made you throw up even more.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. You just love to bring that up.” Buck rolled his eyes, a smile spreading across his face until it made his facial bruising twinge in pain.

Buck whined with a pout, Eddie laughed fully as he threw a bag over each shoulder.

“Alright, come on. Let’s get you home.”

Eddie wrapped Buck’s arm around his neck, the one that didn’t have a bruised shoulder, and slowly helped Buck stand. Eddie held him tight as they carefully made it to Eddie’s truck.

“I don’t like falling through floors, Eds.” Buck pouted as Eddie leaned over him to buckle the seatbelt.

“I know you don’t.” Eddie placed a gentle kiss to Buck’s forehead before closing the passenger door.

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okay this one is a little bit longer but thank you for curing my boredom!! this is the best way for me to feel accomplished about writing and posting without creating a full plot 😂

[spaceagebachelormann]

ೄ🪐 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 ࿐ ˊˎ

ׂׂૢ ιɳϝσ .. : GUYSSS IM 15!! it’s so crazy to think i started this acc in october just after my 13th birthday (in 2022).. and ive come so far and met so many new people and my amazing wonderful gf !! was kinda scared to make an event cause not that a lot of ppl interact w them :(

ׂׂૢ ҽʋҽɳƚ ʅҽɳɠƚԋ .. : september 24th — september 30th

ׂׂૢ ϝαɳԃσɱʂ σρҽɳ .. : any and all as long as i write for them !! pls read my rules if u haven’t already or aren’t sure of something before sending something in <3

ׂׂૢ ɾυʅҽʂ .. : one.. please please pleaseeee (the smiths ref) don’t be afraid to send asks, i love getting them and ur supposed to send things for asks!! number two, pls remember even though i’m 15 now i don’t write for smut and/or suggestive topics (yet perchance..) so don’t send any of those. number three u can send in as many reqs for this as u want! but i’m shutting my regular requests down briefly so i can focus on school and the event. number four please don’t get angry with me if i don’t do your ask, remember i’m a human being (probably) with a life and i can’t do everyones, but i’ll try my best.

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[nikos-oneshots]

hello HELLO guess who's back and is into monster prom now.

could i have some headcanons for calculester with a friend who struggles in school?

:D - 🪐

Calculester & Reader who Struggles in School.

Warnings: No beta we die like everybody in the z'gord ending ✌️ Word Count: 0.6k Pronouns: None Notes: I COMPLETELY FORGOT THIS SAID HEADCANONS UNTIL I WENT BACK TO POST THIS!! D: I'M SORRY ANON!! If you want me to remake this, then I will! Note 2: ALSO IM SO GLAD YOUR INTO MONSTER PROM ANON!! I love monster prom so much so i'm always happy to do requests for it!! I hope you enjoy!

Calculester Hewlett-Packard does really well in school. He has the internet as his brain, everything known by man at his fingertips. I wouldn’t assume he talks about school much because he knows he has a huge advantage over everybody else and doesn’t want to upset people by telling them that he has straight A’s in most of his classes. This rule especially applies to you, Cal knows that you don’t do the best in school. Whether you are a person who tries super hard and still doesn’t make it that far or decides to skip class multiple times a week, I would imagine Calculester would be clueless about your struggles.

I would think that he would only notice after midterms.

Everybody is sharing their scores. Liam is subtly bragging about how he got the highest in the school, Polly is super excited to show everybody that she got a 69 and Scott is relieved that he just did good enough to stay on the football team. You on the other hand, aren’t really happy about your score, you did your best, or maybe you didn’t, point is, you got a 20. Cal comes up to you asking about your score, you were hesitant to show him, but after he showed you his score of 89, you showed him your score.

“Oh, dear Friend Y/N. Not to alarm you, but that has been the lowest score I have seen yet. I apologize for your test failure.”

You look down in shame, you thought at least somebody would have done worse.

“I notice your struggles now Friend Y/N. If you are open to the idea, I could teach you what I know, like tutoring. Your problem may be that the strategies the professors here use aren’t effective for you to learn from. What do you say?”

You decide to take him up on his offer and once you begin your first session at the library. Calculester proves himself to be a great teacher, he knows how to tailor the way he teaches to match your learning style. You get through worksheets faster and actually begin learning the material. Along with potentially turning your marks around, you also begin to connect with Calculester more than you have already before! As you get him to talk about himself during your breaks, you learn about the way he also tutors Scott and how much of a struggle it was. You learned that even though he is a sentient computer, he still has so much he still needs to learn about interacting with others. You also learn a couple new plant facts!

When your next big test came up for your science class a couple months later, you went into it with a newfound confidence, an attitude completely different from your usual one. Calculester wished you luck, he was confident you would do amazingly, but deeper down, he was nervous for you. He dreaded the possibility that you come back with a terrible score again, he was scared that you would lose faith in him as a teacher and along with that, your trust; He could have sworn he was about to malfunction with how worried he was for you.

As you received your scores a week later, you instantly go to find Cal to show him your score. You try to hide the smile on your face, but you can’t as you give him your paper marked with a large 79 at the top. Relief washed over him and pulled you into a hug. He was so glad he was able to help you, both of your hard work paid off and he was glad that you had managed to achieve your goal with his help, validating his ability as a tutor. As the bell rang, you guys walked to your next class together. As you guys passed his classroom, you shouted to him as he was going to walk in.

“See you after school for our study session!”

Lots of Love -Niko

[jackdaniel69nice]

@khonaker asked for ochako and the birds 🪐🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

Since the sports festival Uraraka and tokoyami have been fairly close. Uraraka has a surprising “dark side” when it comes to her determination. I think they are a great trio with toko and DS being in all black and ochako in all pink haha.

You don’t want to see what happens when tokoyami and ochako butt heads. They are both highly competitive and anything from a card game to training can get extremely heated. They also train well together because tokoyami likes to use knives and swords and Uraraka can focus on disarming him. Due to that competitiveness they end up on the floor in a cat fight by the end though. Uraraka is more chatty and will talk about anything and tokoyami is good at listening like always. She does think his way of talking is creepy yet cool?? She thinks he’s a totally lame Chuunibyou but that’s exactly what makes him so endearing. She’s friends with deku and iida so obviously she has a habit of befriending the loser nerds. I’ve seen some people think she likes screamer/rock/metal music and I like that especially for her training music so they jam out together. Weirdly enough I also think Tokoyami’s family has had financial issues in the past so they can relate over frugal spending. (His problems arnt nearly as bad as ochako living in poverty her whole life don’t worry).

Dark shadow is always on their best behavior for the girls so of course Shadow and Ura are going to get along. They love getting attention and pets from her because she’s so nice! Unless they have done something naughty like stolen her food…then it’s like a demon has been unleashed. Ochakos rage is enough to cow even Dark Shadows fearless spirit, she’ll have them apologizing within minutes after a verbal thrashing. There are no hard feeling though~ Really, their biggest bonding point is a love of space!!!(This is my favorite hc for them!) They watch documentaries, find recent astronomical events online, and look at the stars at night. Dark Shadow has a small portable telescope that they show her how to use (she’s too poor to have ever gotten one) and they love going to observatories and just talking about space stuff they learned. I think they could fly together at night to go up and see the stars, dark shadow would nag her to bring a jacket. Uraraka likes talking with shadow even if she is confused about their independence, she just kinda gets used to it and forgets they aren’t a person. She is very caring and sweet to them. They are just so cute!!

[velvetwyrme]

Hello! Loved your fanfic recommends part 3 ;)

i know you’re probably busy and tired from putting that list together (and such a large quantity oh my god :o) but do you ahve ANTI- harems? I think you included some in you list but i missed it or something.. if your not to busy can you pls recommend some?

-anon💜🪐

Hello again! Glad you liked em!!! I AM busy but I also need a break so... List Time it is!

There are definitely some anti-harem fics in my previous lists, but here's those plus a few more! My notes are less detailed because I'm Tired lol.

You all know the drill by now; Finished/Oneshot, Ongoing/Unfinished, Discontinued/Hiatus...

No ship tags because oftentimes its Complicated, and/or I don't remember the specifics jskfhkjd,,, it's been a while since I've read some of these.

Also, I'm not including warnings for this one because anti-harems are often prone to being on the darker side and/or containing NSFW content or discussions of, so I'll let y'all use your best judgement here.

Make sure to read the tags and most importantly enjoy yourself!

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There are a couple I know I've added to my third list (The Understudy (F) and The Eye of a Judge (O)) which are both by the same author and as mentioned in my previous notes, The Understudy is THE anti-harem fic; the one that started it all! So those are both obvious additions to me.

Other than that there's also...

There's Still Magic - Finished

I like this one! Follows the structure of a typical anti-harem, and it does it well!!! Just read and enjoy the drama :]

One Step At A Time - Ongoing/Unfinished

This is one of those anti-harems where the reader just kinda... ends up with their own harem in the end ajkdhfjkshdf but still! I enjoyed the drama in this one, also I love Marianna 🥺 She's cool...

do you live with abusive skeletons? stick to the original timeline and fuck their dad! - Finished

Gaster/Reader anti harem. You pull a power move and fuck their dad!!! There's also a revised version, but I haven't read that one yet sdjhskdf but it's there if you want to read it too!!

A Skull-pture of true happiness - Ongoing/Unfinished

Anti-harem except the reader has met Edge before and accidentally left him with a Surprise ;))... (it's a baby. They knocked him up jkhfjkd) This one has soo much drama...

This Life is Mine - Indefinite Hiatus

What if you had the typical anti-harem experience then a reset happens... except you remember all that happened, and are determined to not repeat your mistakes.

artist’s depiction - Ongoing/Unfinished

Similar concept as previous, except the reader DIED. I really enjoy Reset/Save-adjacent shenanigans, and both of these fics are very fun because of that!

Consequences - Ongoing/Unfinished

The reader ALSO fucking dies in this one, but this time they come back as a ghost along with Classic Pap :] The GF in this is... she's fascinating, is what I'll say. I've recc'ed this and the next fic before (in my second rec list!) but I'm adding both here for ease of access LMAO.

Resisting the Current - Ongoing/Unfinished

RTC lives in the back of my head permanently!!! It's an anti-harem except the GF is ALSO into you (and is also your ex!!!!). I love Quinn sooooooo much <33

We're Not Gonna Take It - Oneshot

As the title implies, the reader decides they aren't going to take the anti-harem treatment, and gets the fuck outta dodge. They bump into another set of skeletons though :]

Bound to love - Ongoing/Unfinished

This is actually an AU based on the author's other fic (the first in the series) but that one isn't an anti-harem and this one is lol.

I find the concept really interesting- the reader has met Coffee in previous timelines, where Coffee appears to them and them alone, only for the world to be reset every time. It's neat and dramatic in a way typical to anti-harems.

Also, the author also has another anti-harem fic, with a focus on Swapfell Sans ^-^!!

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Much much shorter list lolol. I'm sure there are others that I've read, but these are the ones I have on hand atm ;P!!

FIC REC MASTERLIST

[rhiannonsknife]

ugh tumblr user rhiannonsknife PLEASE stop making me think about rhiannon lewis (that's a joke please do continue i love thinking about her loser ass)

i've recently been SOOO obsessed with rhiannon being an absolute loser girlfailure... and it being so very clear to reader. like every time she sees you she's giggling and kicking her feet and it's so very obvious how she feels about you even if she believes that she's being totally innocuous

she's also 100% a clothes thief (before and during your relationship, erm...) and you will find your sweaters and hoodies and even t-shirts and boxers missing frequently. you spend days wondering where they went only to come to her house to see her decked out in a full outfit comprised of all of your missing clothes 😭 she argues that it's because they're more comfortable but you both know it's because they smell like you. there's also a secret third reason, that she presses your clothes to her face and inhales your scent when she's getting off, but she tries not to let you be privy to that.

she also begs you for affection even though she knows you'll willingly give it to her. she'll whine at you and give you her best puppy eyes while asking for a kiss even though you were already planning on it and she whimpers into your mouth the second your lips touch hers.

she is such a loser weirdo freak i have GOT to fuck her (slash reference) -🪐

this one is for 🪐 as well as the other anon in my inbox who asked for rhiannon, who steals your clothes!! ( ask: "Rhiannon and stealing your clothes (and used panties) send ask") i hope you guys know how much i adore this concept omg.

okay first of all: rhiannon stealing your clothes. yes. that’s basically canon to me.

being with someone who appreciates her presence means rhiannon has to feel them around even when they’re not at home or she’s at work.

so: clothing theft it is! <3

it starts with a shirt you’re certain you tossed into the laundry basket. yet, it never reappears after the wash. when you ask rhiannon, she insists she has no idea what shirt you’re even talking about. with no reason to doubt her, you let it slide, unaware of the sly grin curling on her lips as you turn away with a defeated sigh.

a couple of days later, when you enter the bedroom, rhiannon is lying in bed already, giving tink belly rubs until she notices you staring.

“that” you point at her. “is my shirt”

“oh, is it?” she bats her lashes at you innocently.

„i was looking for it the other day“ you clarify.

“hm” rhiannon shrugs, lifting tink from the bed to beckon you over. she’s trying to distract you, clearly, but it’s working when she crawls towards the edge of the bed and pulls you in to kiss her. “you’ll have to take it off” she murmurs teasingly. “if you want it back”

you don’t get it back. matter of fact, more pieces of clothing start to vanish from your closet with no explanation or excuse from rhiannon, who will later show up wearing them casually.

she loves to have those reminders of you, to be surrounded by your scent. she’ll always find excuses to gather more of your clothes, claiming it’s because it’s “cold in here,”. still, you catch her burying her face in the hood, clearly enjoying the fact that she’s wearing them. rhiannon practically lives in them when you’re not looking and even goes as far as to sneak your clothes into her work bag. you realize something’s up when she texts you a picture of her wearing your scarf at the office.

to bed, rhiannon won’t wear anything that isn’t yours: whether it’s your oversized t-shirt or a pair of pajama shorts, she refuses to sleep without a piece of you on her. when you call her out, she just shrugs. “it’s comforting, alright?”

if you ever make any genuine attempts to take them back, though, she pouts dramatically, holding the shirt, sweater or whatever else she's stolen close to her chest. “no way, it’s mine now,” she tells you, arms crossed over her chest.

— nsfw below the cut. mdni.

now underwear stealing is another habit she picks up after a while…

it starts when notice a pair that's missing from your drawer. it does occur to you that it could’ve been her, and you might also catch her red-handed one evening when you find them tucked under her pillow.

that doesn’t mean you immediately confront her about it. you grin to yourself and put them back into place, deciding to keep this information to yourself just a little longer.

the next time you notice the hem of that same pair under the waistline of rhiannon’s skirt, you initiate something. you start out simple, only kissing her lips gently, then moving down the side of her neck.

conversationally, you mumble: “there’s this pair of panties i’ve been looking for”

you feel her tensing under your touch and grin against her skin.

“have you seen it?”

“n-no” rhiannon whimpers, shaking her head a little bit. the blush creeps all the way down her neck.

“no?” you ask, tugging on the skirt just enough for your panties to come into view. “and what’s that?”

she stammers out an excuse, cheeks burning, but it’s obvious she had no intention of giving them back.

“it looks better on you” you whisper, nibbling on her earlobe as you run your fingers below her waistline. both of you gasp. rhiannon, because of the firm press of your fingers against her center. you, because she’s soaked.

wearing your underwear must’ve been really doing it for her, giving the amount of arousal that you can feel against your fingers. you lean back to look up at her, blinking in disbelief at the sensation of her wetness sliding against your fingertips.

“you’re so wet” you mumble.

rhiannon’s throat moves as she swallows audibly. “yeah” she finally breathes with a sigh.

you don’t know it -though you can imagine- but she’s been using your underwear to get herself off too.

when rhiannon saw it on top of the laundry, the crotch flipped up, soaked fabric on display, a switch flipped. she wasn’t even thinking straight, only lifted it up and shoved it into the pocket of her pants.

she knew it was a perverted thing to do, but she couldn’t help herself: your underwear had your scent on it, a permanent reminder of you staining the fabric. and that had been enough of an excuse to keep it.

once she had taken it home, she kept it around. whenever she had some spare time or got home early, rhiannon would get it out from its hiding spot to finger herself raw with the fabric clutched in her hand, using your scent to drown out the rest of the world.

maybe you make her touch herself while wearing them, claiming that “if she likes to wear it so much, she might as well show you”. maybe you make her tell you every single thing she’s done whilst keeping them as you finger fuck her. maybe you put it on for her after she’s worn it herself…the options are endless!!!

but also: rhiannon stealing something just to tease you. after realizing how much you both liked it when she wore your underwear, she’ll purposely let you notice her wearing your bra under her shirt, smirking as she leans close to whisper, “fits me better than it fits you” she doesn’t even try to deny it anymore, either, when you walk in and see her lounging in your underwear and a tank top. “i thought you’d like me in this,” is all she says with a casual shrug.

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

Hiiii cal 💕💕💕💕

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time likes pulling my teeth x 12

Also can you link me to the snippets/a summary of the time loop fic? I can’t seem to find them

-❤️🪐

Hi Saturn!

So when you asked this, there were no snippets of the time loop fic yet - still no summary - but here are some snippets.

36 for 🔼:

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He’s sitting at the kitchen table with a leg propped up on another chair. Eddie sits beside him. 

“I remember that. After Afghanistan.” 

Buck raises his eyebrows. Eddie doesn’t really talk about what happened over there. 

“Uh, you were hurt?” Buck asks carefully.

“Shot,” Eddie nods. “Three times.”

What the fuck?

“Oh,” Buck exhales, mind snapping away from his burger. “I didn’t know that.”

“How would you?” Eddie shrugs.

“Right.”

“I just remember physio feeling like… Like the physical manifestation of all the other shit, you know?”

Buck nods. That’s an apt description. 

“Eddie, I have to tell you something about physio,” Buck blurts. 

He can’t keep it in any longer. Not when Eddie is being vulnerable and honest and so damn kind. 

“Okay?” Eddie frowns. “Go for it.”

Buck takes a deep breath.

“Shannon and I go to the same physiotherapy practice.”

There. There it is. 

Eddie raises an eyebrow. “Okay? I mean, that makes sense. The practice is recommended through our insurance.” 

Right. That’s right. 

“We see different people, but our appointments seem to be around the same times.”

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36 for ➰:

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They go on a guided kayaking tour of the estuary. Apparently it’s a great way to get up close and personal with the wildlife. Plus, it’s more accessible for Chris than walking all over the wetland trails. Their guide, a young, vibrant woman named Brittany who seems to know every fact about the estuary - Buck is a fan - says it’s a great time of day to see otters, sea lions, and harbor seals. Chris is practically buzzing with excitement, all previous teenage apathy erased in a heartbeat. 

“If you’re really lucky, we’ll see sea slugs!” Brittany exclaims as they get into their kayaks. “We have opalescent nudibranch slugs all over and the colors they come in are amazing. They’re beautiful!”

Buck doesn’t think he’s ever heard anyone call a slug beautiful. Or get excited about a slug. He likes her. 

They help Chris into his kayak, and then Eddie calmly and expertly explains the best way to paddle. Kind of steps on Brittany’s tutorial moment, if Buck is honest.  He seems really familiar with the mechanics of kayaking. 

“When have you kayaked before?” Buck asks. 

“Huh? Oh. Here and there.” Eddie shrugs. 

“Here and there?” Buck echoes. 

“There was a lake near my house growing up. Like, the only lake around,” Eddie says. “Had to find things to do.” 

Well, okay then. Buck grew up near a fuck ton of bodies of water, and he is a mediocre kayaker at best. But sure. There goes Eddie, being stupidly competent again. As always. 

Brittany is pretty understanding that Chris can’t quite keep a regular pace for the tour. He’s doing a good job and trying hard, but they’re taking it slow. Which Buck is honestly happy about. It’s such a beautiful day. Perfectly sunny, but with a cool breeze.