#(she is still one of my best friends but she’s no longer functionally my partner)

[impishglee]

the issue with queer platonic relationships is that they’re so real and also great but there’s nothing good to call them. qpr is a fucking mouthful and has huge “i was on tumblr in 2014” energy. and your other option is moirail which also has huge “i was on tumblr in 2014” energy but magnified by the power of homestuck. and while a decade+ of tumblrina tenure and reading homestuck are not causes for shame sometimes i’m in situations where i want to keep that to myself

[mrs-snape5984]

“Help me out of this hell! Your love lifts me up like helium. Your love lifts me up when I'm down down down…”

“When I've hit the ground, you’re all I need.” (“Helium” by Sia)

This post will be a bit more personal than usual, but I think, I need to pour my heart out over this mesmerising artwork, which my friend @madfantasy made for me. There are things happening in my life, which are frightening me, even though I’m the one, who initiated them.

I’m going through a divorce (yep…the second one. I should get bonus cards for being such an idiot even twice…). This marriage has been broken for so long and I lived in my own room for years, already. I wanted us to be friends…housemates…partners for the sake of our children. I wanted to deal with the situation as mature as possible…and failed miserably. My boundaries were ignored and violently overstepped countless times…always leaving me shattered and panting…struggling to breathe, whenever I found myself in another panic attack.

It’s enough. I can’t do this anymore. I really don’t know, how I will be able to go through the whole process of moving out in my current state of this goddamn disease…and how I could offer my kids the life, they deserve to live. I want to have them with me…and yet I’m getting threatened to lose them. My standards of moral concepts and values never matched with his…and now, he’s the one with the bigger guns (financially and considering the health situation). This is a dangerous situation for me…and I’m scared to death, even though I’m trying to find responsible solutions to make sure, that our children won’t suffer. They’re the most important part of my life…and I’m deeply ashamed of myself for being such a selfish human being, who isn’t capable of enduring this way of life with their father any longer - particularly in the context of my disability and disease.

Over the past few years, especially since I’m suffering from ME/CFS, the feeling of losing myself grew stronger with every passing day. I fell silent…the lights within myself were extinguished and I became an actress in this movie, which I called my life. I played the role of the hardworking woman, who can balance her responsibilities in every aspect of her existence with ease and grace. Family, friends, workplace, household, extra duties in school and kindergarten…everything was “perfectly” balanced on my shoulders, even though I had to deal with some severe diseases, already (and this was even before ME/CFS fucked me hard). These were my days for so many years…and at nights, I couldn’t breathe anymore. Panic attacks, insomnia and OCD had me in their strong grip…choking me whilst I was wandering through the quiet house, checking on my children. This side of myself was my best kept “dirty” secret. Failure was no option for me, so I hid behind my mask at days and suffered through the nights on my own.

Two years ago, ME/CFS put a stopper into my life. I’m not functioning anymore. I lost my value here. The hardworking, overly caring, active woman, I’ve been before, is dead. Killed by pain, overstimulation, disorientation, fatigue, darkness and solitude.

About one year ago, I decided to speak up my mind by showing my longtime love for Severus Snape online for the very first time in my life. I found tumblr and started writing about my deepest feelings, fears and my devotion to this fictional character, which lasts for 21 years, already. Out of the sudden, there were people, who listened to me. People, who talked to me as if I’m still a “normal” human being. People, who became friends with me, even though we’re living thousands of kilometres apart. People, whom I never want to miss again in my life, like my beloved @vulnus-sanare. She showed me, that I’m still alive…that I’m worthy of love. And with this realisation, I found myself again…and this woman is quite okay, despite her sufferings. Magda, my heart, I couldn’t be more grateful that you’ve chosen me to be your friend…the one, you’re sharing your last braincell with. You know, what I’m feeling for you and I can’t wait to see you in person in a few weeks. Thank you for enlightening a spark in my soul, of which I thought, it was gone forever.

Something else happened to me over the past few months. This newfound light in myself seemed to be bright enough to shine across the ocean to New Jersey. I fought hard against these feelings…throwing all my ugly sides at this person in order to scare them away. I’m not loveable and I’m not able to understand this weird concept, called romantic love…at least, that’s what I always thought of myself. In my eyes, “love” has solely been an excuse for hormonal chemistry between people in order to fulfil some kind of biological goal of humanity. For many years, people shook their heads at me for this pragmatic approach to the concept of “love”. I built a cocoon around myself, determined to keep everyone else outside. And now…well, let’s just say, that I’m not convinced by my own sober, level-headed beliefs anymore. My cocoon showed a crack. I lost my heart. Undeniably. Unconditionally.

Who knows, if this love will ever have a future. Only time will tell, but for the moment, I feel home in another person’s heart and this new experience gives me hope and strength to master the upcoming journey of my existence. I’m more than my disability…I’m more than my diseases…I’m more than the actress, I forced myself to be…I’m more than this weak and exhausted mess, I’ve become. I am worthy to be seen and loved…and I’m able to reciprocate this love without hesitation. I feel blessed. Thank you, R. 🖤

Last but not least, I want to thank Mani for this breathtaking piece of art. When I described my idea for this project to you, I was excited to see, what you would do with it. Whenever I try to express something extremely personal with the help of Severus and my OC Jules (okay, I admit, that she’s actually me 😅), I know that you’re the one, who can realise it perfectly. I’m beyond grateful for your kindness and your talent and I’m proud to be seen as your friend, my dear. Feel hugged, Mani! Fly fly! 🫂🫂

🖤Severus & Julia🖤

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

[polyamorousmood]

hey! I hope this isn't too non-traditional of a poly situation to be sending in, but this is the only place I think I'll be able to get good advice. As a pre-ask thing, to be clear, my best friend is the love of my life, I am aroace, we're very happily in love.

So, a while ago, we were dating, and it ended pretty quickly bc he came out as aroace. I asked him a lot whether or not that was the full reason he broke up with me and he insisted that it was and if it was going to be anyone it would have been me. I figured out that I was also aroace a couple months later. Recently (about a year after we first met and started dating) he got a boyfriend. I already set a firm boundary of no talking to me about his boyfriend bc it made me have a paranoid breakdown once and I don't want to do that to him, but even just the knowledge of him existing is pissing me off so much. I can't ask him to break up with him because I would never do thst to him and I love him more than anything even if this situation is hurting me like this, but I did recently ask him how the relationship was going with him being aroace, and he said that he isn't really aroace and he just wasn't ready for a relationship with me and thinking about that makes me want to cry. I don't want something romantic with him, I'm very much aroace and very sex and sensuality repulsed, I just hate that this random guy who I don't even know and never will (I don't want to bc I know I'd end up being a dick to him if I did meet him) is somehow more important to him than me, even if he insists thst isn't how it is. Since the situation isn't changing, I really need help with dealing with the jealousy. I've tried a ton of stuff and every single time I think about him I still want to kill him. I really don't know what to do, and my therapist isn't being particularly helpful (she isn't poly tho so she doesn't have experience with weird situations)

Hi. I'm sorry you're having such a hard time with this.

I'm curious how "he got a boyfriend" went down, and why you didn't bring up your concerns about his honestly to him when he was initially talking to you about it. Or if you did, why it still... doesn't seem resolved😬.

Not to put emotions in your mouth, but it sounds like a large proportion (though certainly not all) of your issue here stems from you feeling lied to about the breakup. This would damage anyone's trust and faith in the relationship, and I think having a formal talk about why he handled it the way he did and if that will continue in your refigured relationship will really help you. Maybe he didn't lie, maybe he was genuinely confused (for example, "if I can't make a relationship work with this person I feel a deep connection with, I must be aroace!" [one year later] "yo wtf I wanna fuck this other person?")! I think you should acknowledge -- with him, if possible -- that hurt. You feel like you want to cry? So cry. Giving the feeling full expression makes it easier to work through (and the only way out is through, darling).

Be prepared to explain why it hurts so much. The betrayal, your assumption that since he was aroace y'all were on the same page and he'd functionally be your life partner, or whatever the fuck.

Aside from the advice in this post (please read it in full📖, it is all applicable here), you have a LOT of legwork🦵 to do in unpacking and deconstructing your feelings. I think this worksheet outlines how to do that well (though, you know, tweak the wording in your head, because its aimed at a more traditional romance). If done right, it will be difficult and time consuming⌛. I recommend working through the worksheet slowly, in at least two separate sessions an hour or longer each. 'Cause shit takes time to sink in. In fact, you will have to remind yourself of the things you learn doing it for weeks to come, if not longer, so don't be afraid to revisit it! There is no shortcut, but I hope you and your best friend can be on the same page and you can have support while you navigate it.

Remember, the boyfriend didn't do anything wrong. He cares about this guy you care about. Try to see him as an extra support for him, rather than competition.

Good luck out there, space cowboy. There is hope 💛 <- its a yellow heart for friendship, get it?

[the-courage-to-heal]

Is there a term for being assigned caretaker role but for friends? Like parentification for kids raising their siblings but being slapped with that label by peer "friends" or people who feel the need to be taken care of by those they consider their best friend? I knew someone who did that to me and after I was like "I love X she's like my daughter!" but then took it literally and kept calling me her "group mom" and said I had to look after her and be a big sister to her.

Hi I’m going to be quoting this article link here

What you’re describing sounds like a codependent friendship. You are not in a place of parental responsibility for any of your friends and that’s an unfair burden to place on you. Often people who find themselves in these sort of friend groups may have fulfilled a parental role in their own family. These cycles often perpetuate themselves. I hope this article helps you to make sense of what you’re experiencing!

What is a Codependent Friendship?

Codependency in friendship is characterized by an overly persistent reliance on one another. There will always be both taker and giver roles in a codependent friendship. The taker may need emotional support from the giver, while the giver might, in turn, get a much-needed self-esteem boost or a feeling of importance from their role in the friendship.

Signs of Codependency in Friendships

Ultimately, codependent relationships are unhealthy and toxic for both parties involved. Boundaries tend to be blurred in codependent friendships, and it’s common for both people to lose their sense of self as the friendship becomes more intertwined on all levels.

While not all unhealthy relationships are codependent, there are some telltale signs that codependency might be something you’re dealing with.

1. One person is always trying to “fix” the other’s problems

It’s common in codependent friendships for the person playing the giver role to always feel a deep sense of responsibility towards the taker.

Givers often want to fix problems, which can come at a price. The cost sometimes can even cause the giver pain as they spend exorbitant amounts of time, energy, and sometimes even money helping the taker.

2. One person needs to be rescued

In any relationship, it’s important to be willing to help someone you care about. It’s equally as important to be able to accept help if it’s coming from a good place. However, in a codependent friendship, there won’t be any reciprocation aspect, so one person is constantly giving to the other, despite knowing that if and when they themselves need help, their partner won’t be capable of returning the favor.

3. One person has anxiety or fears about the relationship

Takers may experience feelings of anxiety when their friend is not around or can’t spend time with them. They may start overthinking and obsessing over a fear that the relationship might end. Because of this, takers may become self-conscious that their friend might not want to spend time with them.

4. One or both people experience a feeling of burnout

Eventually, someone is going to feel the sensation of emotional burnout after being in a codependent relationship. The cyclical, repetitive taking and giving can only last so long. Particularly for the person in the giver role, the cycle can be exhausting, depleting a little bit more of their energy and happiness every time they engage until they get to the point that they have nothing left to give (to themself or their friend).

5. One or both people heavily rely and depend on the friendship

Being comfortable in a relationship is great, but when one or both of you become so dependent on the other person you can’t function alone any longer, it’s unhealthy. Though the roles are different, codependency can still have a dramatic impact on both the giver’s and the taker’s psyches.

6. Both people tend to be upset at the same time

It might sound a little strange, but it’s very common for people in codependent relationships to experience shared emotions. You may take on feelings of duress, stress, anger, or even happiness based on how your friend is feeling. Rather than having individual, personal reactions to situations or experiences, people in codependent friendships often find their mood is easily dictated by their friends’ moods.

7. Individual choices aren’t common

Not only do codependent friends tend to take on one another’s emotions, but they also might find it difficult to make their own choices when they’re together. Further, they might stifle their own needs and can even have a sense of guilt if they try to establish independence from their friend.

8. Opinions are streamlined

Just as it can be difficult to make individual decisions and choices in a codependent friendship, expressing opinions can be equally as hard. For people who have a codependent friend, it might feel easier to just go along with what the friend thinks or feels rather than risk any source of tension in the friendship by disagreeing or expressing individual opinions.

9. The relationship is draining on one or both people

A codependent friendship can be exhausting for both people involved. It can suck all the life out of you. These unhealthy relationships often leave little time to focus on anything other than that specific friendship. The relationship can become draining and taxing, both mentally and physically, resulting in a lack of energy and time to put into other aspects of life.

10. One person’s needs come first

This might be one of the most obvious signs of codependency in friendship. If one person is continuously putting the other’s needs before their own, there’s a good chance you’re dealing with a codependent friendship.

11. Jealousy is common

Jealousy is a common theme in a lot of codependent friendships. It makes sense that if someone is overly dependent on a friend, it can be difficult for them to accept that person bonding or becoming close with someone else outside the friendship.

12. The relationship has high expectations or obligations

The expectations placed on the giver in a codependent relationship can be daunting. The dysfunction in the friendship may result in one person being expected to sacrifice and give anything and everything to the person who fills the taker role.

13. There’s a high level of emotional need

Codependent friendships often involve incredible levels of emotional dependency between both people. Essentially, though it may not be obvious to those in the relationship, codependency generally involves two people using each other to get what they need emotionally.

14. One person is always giving, while the other is always taking

A hallmark sign of a codependent friendship is they’re strikingly one-sided. As we’ve seen through the roles that are played (we have a giver and a taker), codependency depends on that very thing — one person giving while the other takes. The roles may not ever be reversed, meaning whoever is the giver may rarely, if ever, get their own needs fulfilled in the relationship.

15. Outside friends are cut off

Codependent friendships rely on strict roles that are already being filled. The result can be a very closed-off circle of friends. Because the taker relies on sympathy and care they get, and the giver likely thrives on the power they feel as the caretaker, it’s unlikely that anyone else would be welcomed into the cycle.

16. The relationship feels scripted

The roles in a codependent relationship are stringent and unwavering. As a result, the friendship can start to feel like it’s scripted, playing out the same scenario with the same outcome day after day.

17. One person typically feels used

It’s very common for one person in a codependent friendship to feel used. Whether that’s you or the other party, the feeling can become exhausting.

18. One or both people is inauthentic in the relationship

Authenticity is important in any friendship, but in codependent relationships, one person often feels like they’re hiding or stifling their true self. By ignoring their authentic self, it can be easier to fill their role in the relationship without having to express opinions, feelings, or reactions to situations and events.

19. A distorted sense of reality is present

Because codependency perpetuates a cycle of unhealthy patterns, friendships can end up offering a distorted sense of reality. The giver can internalize a sense of self-importance and worth as they rescue the taker over and over. Likewise, the taker can fulfill their need to be wanted and taken care of.

20. One person in the relationship fills the “decision-making” role

Most takers in a codependent friendship rely heavily on the giver to make virtually all major decisions for them. It can be an incredible sense of stress and may weigh heavily on the giver, especially if things don’t pan out and the taker has someone to blame.

How to Overcome a Codependent Friendship

If you or someone you care about is in a codependent friendship, there’s good news. Regardless of who fills which role, you can learn how to stop being codependent in your friendship.

If your friend is codependent. If you realize that a friend is codependent on you, use the following coping strategies to alter the course of the friendship and develop healthy interactions.

Look back at the history of the friendship

Looking back at your own history can help you determine where in life you developed the need to be a fixer. This knowledge can be a game changer. Studies show that people who end up in adult codependent relationships often come from difficult family life. It’s not uncommon to have more than one codependent relationship, so taking the time to go through this process is likely to help you in numerous aspects of your life.

Put yourself first

It might feel unnatural initially, but learning to put yourself first is incredibly powerful. Setting healthy friendship boundaries and then reinforcing them means that you’ll begin to feel comfortable expressing your own needs, wants, and opinions.

[thestobingirlie]

Do you have any random thoughts or hcs about Steve and his parents? I know that’s vague but if you have just like anything to say about them I’d love to hear it because the little snippets you say about them and the way they’re portrayed in your Saint Stephen fic has entranced me

i think about steve and his parents a lot so sure!!! here’s my (current and subject to change) harrington family backstory (some of these might be repetitions of previous hc posts, but i can’t be arsed to go back searching for them):

i think steve’s dad, richard harrington (hereafter referred to as dick) has a big thing about proving himself. he started working for his dad right out of high school (a real estate company), and he always wanted to prove that he was deserving of it, and live up to the standards his father set for him. he dedicates so much time to the business that it grows from being hawkins based, to indiana based, and so on.

he was a hawkins boy, born and raised, unlike diane, the future mrs harrington. he liked that she was from out of town, made him feel bigger than the small town he grew up in.

they had steve when dick was in his 30s, and diane in her late twenties. diane suffered through the birth, and decided she never wanted another child. she found it hard to connect with steve as a baby, and felt uneasy about her position as a stay at home mother. all of this culminating in the steve falling down the stairs incident, at which point dick gave in and hired a nanny.

steve and diane do still bond though, and when steve’s a toddler he’s become a total mommy’s boy.

dick got rich, had women throwing themselves at him, and cheated on his wife. repeatedly.

now, steve and dick were originally pretty close. dick wasn’t ever really that close to his dad, who suffered a lot with ptsd, and he didn’t want to make that same mistake. but then steve (at around 6 years old) caught him with his affair partner, and told diane.

dick was trying to apologise and make it work, when his parents started getting old and ill. and diane came up with the ultimatum that either they move back to dick’s hometown where she can keep a better eye on him, or they’re done.

he starts to resent pretty much his entire family. steve for catching him and telling diane, his parents for getting sick, and diane for making him move home.

so they move, but that doesn’t end dick’s affairs, and instead causes an even bigger divide in the family. he still has to travel frequently for the company, and diane doesn’t actually want to leave dick or their family, so instead of dealing with it, she lashes out at dick, and emotionally relies, very heavily, on steve. who she calls her best friend and the only person in the world she has left in her corner. it becomes a pretty unhealthy relationship, though neither would recognise that. steve likes helping his mum! he wants to support her and be in her corner, and with his growing resentment towards his father, he feels it’s his duty to stand up for her.

dick never really liked how close steve and diane were, in the typical 80s father fashion of not wanting a sissy for a son, but he especially didn’t like the way diane was turning steve against him. but any attempt to rectify this just sent steve further away. and by the time we see steve in canon, he interprets pretty much anything his dad does in a negative light. deservingly or not.

as a family they have a lot of issues, but they do all love each other, though sometimes they might not feel loved by one another.

and as it stands in the saint stephen universe, the loss of steve really did cause the entire family to just fall apart. they can’t function without him. they hadn’t realised how much their marriage had grown to rely on steve until he was gone. and, for better or worse, it’s caused a lot of realisations about their dynamics (primarily for dick, who’s suddenly aware of just how distant he and steve were, and that, much like his relationship with his dad, he no longer has the opportunity to fix it)

anyway, if you want anything more specific just ask!!! and thank you! i’ve loved using saint stephen to explore diane and dick’s characters, and i’m glad you’ve enjoyed them!

[neurotonic]

ouh i NEEED to know 22 (their own little way (or ways) to say ‘i love you’.) for the women or else i'll die... don't let me die...

YAYYY WOMEN YAYY okay don't die I'll do it. Gay ass inventors being gay under the cut because this got longer than I anticipated LMAO

ROXAFABBYLARIS / TRIPLE THREAT: 22. their own little way (or ways) to say ‘i love you’. [from here]

I feel like...all of them being creatives (in a sense), they'd give each other little trinkets and gifts and such. Some of them may be purely functional, but for the most part they're decorative, symbolic, and unique. There's some aesthetic choices that makes it obvious who made what, and each of them really enjoy those little differences. Solaris leans more into the straightforward functional side, Prism's has a lot of moving mechanical parts, and Fabby's little creations are the most stylistic (both for little engineering projects and fashionable gifts). And I think each of them would know each other Really Well that they know exactly what they want to do for them. You know that phrase "I loved you to the point of invention"? One of my favorite dang quotes, literally them full stop.

For other little ways...

Solaris isn't much for obvious tells of affection, but she's very fond of spending time with the people she loves. She likes spending time doing whatever, even if they're just chilling, working on something together, generally just doing stuff together. I'd think she's the type to be very attentive to her partner's needs (as in, physical needs...she's still working on picking up emotional and romantic ones). Part of it is because of her experience post Death Engine--all that physical pain is something she wouldn't want to happen to the people she cares about. She tries to get her workaholic girl friends something to eat (she's trying her best to not burn everything she makes...)

Fabricator would be the more physically affectionate one, everybody knows this...On very rare occasions (read: Solaris and Prism ONLY) she uses her affection to comfort someone if they're feeling down. There's also a specific change in the tone of her voice that she only reserves for partners (again, Solary and Primmy) to show her genuine affection for them. Any show of vulnerability for Fabby is a whole fuss for herself, but when it comes to supporting her partners or letting them know she loves them genuinely, it's all worth it. Usually she also does small acts of service for them too.

It's very easy for Prism to put her love in her words I think. She's very vocally supportive and she likes giving praise to her favorite people, and she could usually phrase it in a way that the other two could find meaningful. Whether it's in awe of a cool project or personal achievements, she likes celebrating the little things with them. When she's not knee-deep in a project, she would also do acts of service for her partners... making their fave drinks when they're feeling down, helping them with their own projects.

[lcfthaunted]

knowing your partner can potentially make writing together a lot easier !

– BASICS.

♡ NAME: Andi

♡ PRONOUNS: sidhe/her

♡  AGE: 25+

♡  TIME ZONE: CT (GMT -5)

–THREE FACTS.

♡ All of my chronic pain issues can be traced back to my left rhomboid muscles. No idea what's actually wrong back there, but it seems to be the culprit of every flare up I've had since i was 14.

♡ I saw T.aylor S/wift live for the first time the summer of 2007, when she opened for LeA.nn R.imes at the Orange County Fair. I still have the litho she signed that night and am looking forward to getting a signed TS (TV) litho to go up with it.

♡ I still don't have my driver's license. I am currently working on my severe driving anxiety in therapy, but don't have much time to practice and haven't been behind the wheel in a year. (the chronic back/neck/shoulder/arm pain doesn't help things.)

–EXPERIENCE.

♡   HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): Started on tumblr w an ask cosplay blog in 2012, but have been writing collaboratively since like 05?

♡   PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: gaia, assorted forums across the web that I no longer remember the names of, composition notebooks passed back and forth, omegle, discord. i attempted wire but it never really took.

♡   BEST EXPERIENCE: the friends i've made, especially tass. i would burn the world down for her, she's my absolute best friend in the whole wide world. met their friends last year and it's agreed that we're platonic soulmates.

–MUSE PREFERENCES.

♡   MASCULINE OR FEMININE: generally prefer writing women. as for where those women fall on the masc/fem spectrum, it's up for grabs. i generally only write men as they relate to my other ocs.

♡  FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: aaaaaaaaaaangst. love angst love it so much pls pls more of that. i am a staunch proponent of Angst With A Happy Ending though; i'm so so so game for putting muses through the wringer so long as they get what they Deserve at the end of it all, yk?

♡   PLOTS OR MEMES: memes, afraid i'm a dyed-in-the-wool pantser here. i am so bad at plotting, so so bad at it. i can dump a dozen ideas on you, but as for any further than "would that be fucked up or what", i'm better just jumping into the meat of the story and writing than doing any hashing out before hand. i'll do my best, but the adhd brain gremlins do as they please tbh.

♡   LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: short replies i cry, as i am currently incapable of writing less than 2-3 paragraphs. i generally prefer short things, quick back and forths, though, bc that's how conversations tend to move? when having an actual speaking conversation w someone, you tend to only share one idea at a time, or at least if more ideas are shared only one is responded to. the rpc has a bad habit of... not doing that, and it drives my muse through the floor.

♡   BEST TIME TO WRITE: when i can. i tend to be on my laptop after dinner once mom's gone to bed, bc i'm a nocturnal wreck and mom is a functioning member of society, but i'll write wherever whenever, so long as i don't fuck up my wrists again.

♡ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): in one way or another, sure. what are ocs if not personal therapy machines? spend enough time around me, you'll figure who got what.

[strawberriesbunni]

Welcome baby Chifuyu to the family !!

After the birth of Chifuyu, Mila discovered that she is no longer fertile. She is very grateful for being able to give birth to him. I got the name Chifuyu from this manga I finished reading called Tokyo Revengers. One of my favorite characters is Chifuyu, so in honor of him I called Mila and Kiyoshi's child Chifuyu. His name means "thousand" 千 (chi) and "winter" 冬 (fuyu). For the challenge you can give your children winter themed names. So that's his winter name c:

Side note: while she was in labor they constantly were kissing every second. I had Mila get something to eat from the cafeteria and Kiyoshi had a kissing action queued up. I’ve got the more kisses mod installed, and they were constantly being super affectionate with each other. And then he had to go to work. So I just let him go, but when she was fully dilated I made him come back to the hospital and be there for the birth. (Low quality pictures below. But, overall, I’m very happy with how things are going. And Mila recently turned into an adult so I’m going to focus on her aspiration and trying to complete her optional requirements as much as I can.

Seeing as Chifuyu is still an infant, and has a long time before becoming a teen/young adult. And by the time he does, Kiyoshi and Mila will be aging into elders. I'm really going to be devastated when they become elders. I have my neighborhood stories on, but I turned off that accidental death function so no one I'm close to can die. I hate when I check it while my sims are sleeping and I see some sim die because they fought with a chicken or something. I will NOT let that happen. I am using Simkhira's lifespan ♡ so I can take my time with each generation and not feel too rushed. I'm going to do my best in completing the optional requirements as well.

Overview of the rules :

Aries Gen

Traits: Hot-headed ✓, Self-assured ✓, Adventurous ✓ Aspiration: Extreme Sports Enthusiast Career: Politics (politician branch) ✓ Colour: Navy Blue ✓

Required: ✓ Any partner must be a good friend before you start romancing them ✓ Never cheat on a partner ✓ You must never initiate a breakup or divorce, but your partner can if it fits the story

☐ Never go down without a fight - if anyone is negative towards you first, you must use at least three mean or mischievous actions straight away ✓ Master any extreme sport ✓ Have at least two tattoos ✓ Dye your hair a bright colour at least twice in your YA life ✓ Get pregnant/get someone pregnant from public woohoo ☐ When your first born child is a toddler, adopt a puppy. When this dog becomes an elder, adopt another puppy so you have two dogs in your household. You should keep repeating this so your children always have at least two dogs in the house. ✓ Reach at least level 7 of the politics career ☐ Reach at least level 3 of the extreme sports enthusiast aspiration

Optional:

☐ Master all of the extreme sports ✓ Woohoo in 5 different locations (hot tub, bush, sauna, etc.) ✓ Have the adrenaline seeker lifestyle ✓ Make sure you have enough household funds to give your heir 30k when they move out ✓ Reach level 10 of the politics career

☐ Complete the extreme sports enthusiast aspiration ✓ Give children winter themed names

[forthedancingandthethriving]

Abyssal is called to the Mario universe, and they know something is very, very wrong.

Lil Coding wasn't able to tell them what was wrong, all they knew was that the Code was absolutely inconsolable. He was hiccuping and sobbing, just pleading for the Admin to show up.

They show up, deciding not to bring anyone else. It had been them that was asked for, and they didn't exactly feel like it would he received well if they brought any other Admins.

They arrive to the showgrounds castle and push the doors open, frowning deeply. They walk in, seeing everyone in the foyer, and they feel the heart they don't have drop.

Everyone looks crestfallen, upset, heartbroken.

Abyssal makes their way over to SMG3, who lifts his head and gives a small wave of acknowledgment.

They glance to the couch, seeing Forum and Domain embracing. Their faces are hidden from view, with Forum's pressed against Domain's chest while Domain's head is hanging. But Abyssal can see them both shaking and trembling. Emulator is seated next to them, doing her best to console them.

"What's going on?" they ask softly.

"It's.. Juliano." SMG3 answers, voice uncharacteristically soft. Abyssal's face falls.

"What happened?" they ask again, but they feel as though they know the answer.

"He's just.. gone." the Guardian speaks, looking up at the Admin. "Dad and Forum can't find his code, his location, none of it. It's like he was just wiped off of the face of the damn earth."

Abyssal falls quiet at that. They pull up a command box and begin to scroll through. Attention in the room slowly turns to them, the light taps drawing everyone's attention.

They pull up the list of those with active Avatar code, and they scroll.

Mario

Kirby

Nimbus

Tulip

Tune Dark

Sora

Arle Nadja

Ash Ketchum

Shantae

Laharl

Barry

Lord Ramagog

Red

Frenzy the Chupacabra

Doppelganger Arle

Abyssal's hand lowers. Even with Juliano having somehow come back to life, with semi-functioning Avatar code, he still would've shown up.

They scroll to the deactivated list.

Fred

Spudnick

They stop.

Juliano

Their hand falls and the command box vanishes. Everyone is looking at them now. They glance towards Domain and Forum, seeing them looking with hopeful looks in their eyes.

Abyssal closes their eyes and shakes their head. "I'm sorry. He's no longer on the list of active Avatars."

The heart they don't have breaks as Forum wails and collapses against Domain. Domain says nothing, only wrapping his arms around his partner in a tight embrace.

"Should I take my leave?" Abyssal whispers to SMG3, who nods quietly. The Admin nods, and they exit, head lowered a bit.

Once outside the castle, they exhale softly. Now they were glad they hadn't brought any other Admins, because they knew one of them would have said something about how "they should've expected this" or "it was bound to happen, with how unstable his code was".

Admittedly, they probably would have, too, if not for the recent events they had been a part of the past month or so. But they knew better now.

They knew that Forum and Domain had just lost their best friend, their brother, again. And this time.. there was no bringing him back.

Abyssal pulls up the command box again, looking at the deactivated list. Their eyebrows raise a bit, seeing Juliano's name and icon briefly glitch before returning to normal.

They shake their head, closing it. They'd look into it back at the Adminspace.

After informing the other Admins, that is.

○●○

Cookie smiles as she closes the command box, watching the outside of the castle. She turns her head to look at the still trapped Juliano. "Wow! They are idiots! Just how badly did this universe activation go?"

Juliano only glares at her, gagged by webs.

"Ah well." she shrugs, approaching. "Once I find your little Guardians.. I'll finally be able to have him back!"

The former ringmaster shudders, knowing all too well who Cookie was referring to. Considering she was a familiar shade of green, wearing a ringmaster's assistant outfit, and was generally just a fucking nut job, Juliano knew she meant Byte.

He didn't know what she planned on doing, but he could only hope she didn't realize Domain and Forum were formerly SMG-1 and SMG-2.

[lgbtmi]

For the ask game, 🌙, 🙈, 🙊, 🙉, 💧, and ☁️ for Eva and Willow!!!

ooh boy both my gworls!!! thank u sososososo much!! (learn more about them by sending emojis if u want!!)

Willow

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

Willow's greatest wish currently, is to remove the current top of the Camarilla in Amsterdam. She'd lose her life for that if she had to. The current top murdered her Sire, had her ghoul one of her best friends, and her other best friend has been under the influence of the Seneschal for months. The Hound has tried to stake her. They can all fuck off and die for all Willow cares. She'll take over, or she'll get her Grand-Sire back in power. Anything's better than the current top of the Ivory Tower.

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

She hides her substance addiction from whoever. She's not very good at it, but she tries her hardest to keep that under wraps. Her boss doesn't need to know. Her coterie doesn't need to know. Don't worry about it, she's perfectly fine. Additionally, she also tries her best to hide her anxieties by ignoring them until she can't anymore.

🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?

Willow's main thing she gets preachy about is sex work and human trafficking. She comes out of sex work and if her workplace hadn't been bombed to the ground and she had been given her late Sire's position, that would have been her one thing to do with the brothel. She'd make it a great work place and invest in ways to help victims of human trafficking. She cares.

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

She's in a very volatile state at the moment. If either her Grand-Sire Adelheid, or Laurianne (the Harpy) express anything she could interpret as 'I don't need you', or 'you're not good enough', she's going to spiral. Anything about her friend Anne being in between a rock and a hard place in her current predicament would too be enough to set her off.

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

When the Hound tried to stake her, Willow was 100% okay with that happening. Days before that incident, she was moments away from telling the Prince to just put her outside for the sunrise after he threatened her with that. She's not dealt with these emotions, and they're going to come back and bite her.

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

When she was in prison with her best friend in the cell with her 'in case she got hungry', Willow took up braiding her hair when Manon would let her or when she slept. She used to do that for her younger sisters when they were scared. It's soothing. She's not good at it, but she likes to think it helped.

Eva

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

Eva wants to be healthy. She wants to wake up and no longer be constantly sick. Her Sire told her this would take her away from the constant health issues she was facing, but instead she's still doing poorly and she's dependent on her Sire's vitae to function like a normal person. Health is the goal. It's the one thing she yearns for. There's very little she'd not do for health.

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

If it were up to her, no one would know anything about her condition. She doesn't mention it, she knows she looks unwell, but no one needs details, right? She doesn't even explain where she's going when she's off to see her doctors. Her boyfriend barely knows the details. It will be kept that way if it's up to Eva, too.

🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?

Eva... has learned to keep quiet about things. She's been trained to say what's best for the business as opposed to be vocal about things she cares about, and thus she doesn't really have anything she'd refuse to stay silent about. She'd probably struggle to keep quiet about her partner, though, but it's unclear if that's the blood-bond talking.

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

Other than the worst thing she's already heard ("you have limited amount of time left to live"), the worst thing that she could possibly hear now would be Adam telling her it's just not working out.

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

Eva's parents fund the hunters that are in control of the city. They are unknowingly harming their daughter, but even if they knew, they probably wouldn't care much about it. Funding Re:L is where the money is, after all. (this might become just lore though, as opposed to just a headcanon. but it's still a headcanon as of right now).

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

Yay an excuse to talk about her and Adam! Adam is her Sire, but he's also her one true love! They used to date when they were in high school, then lost touch and didn't speak to each other in over two decades. He's always been in the back of her mind, though, and even though their reunion wasn't... ideal, sparks flew right away. Even if she weren't blood-bound to him, she'd adore him the way she does now. She lost him once, she's not losing him again.

[afewrandomthoughts]

Flashback: Late Fall 2022

Trying to repair our relationship, my partner and I engage the service of a couples counselor (at her insistence and my expense)

Partner has yet to reveal to either counselor or myself what I did to cause so much trouble between us. She did list three things that did not seem to be deal breakers.

The umbrella terms “betrayal of trust” and “boundary issues” are used.

Disclosure: She wouldn’t say what she believed I had done; not to me nor the counselor. I relayed what partner had told me were the root causes.

On advice from counselor I purchase a couples therapy workbook. Partner drags feet on purchase, claims she will borrow copy from sister.

A recommended exercise from the book is to write letters of gratitude to one another. I suggest that we have these letters mailed within seven days.

Seven days later:

We are having our weekly phone call/relationship check in (at her insistence). She asks what have I done to repair the unspecified damage from my still unnamed offense. I mention that I have been reading the workbook, continuing my search for helpful information RE: repairing trust. Also that I had mailed my letter for her.

She hadn’t started writing.

“I can’t think of anything to be grateful or thankful about.”

Five years. Five. And I had somehow never managed to do anything for which she felt thankful. I still have trouble with this idea:

The only actions I had ever taken that mattered to her were the bad ones.

Actions that meant nothing to her:

Holding her until the tears caused by others slow. Affirming that the qualities I admired in her were always present. Cooking her meals, hundreds of them. Cleaning her home when I arrive and before I depart. Being her driver. Small random gifts as tokens of affection. Finding ways to make her home more comfortable and functional. Getting her home when she was stranded in the snow; walking to get groceries so we wouldn’t have to later. Showing her places she might not have found alone.

Encouraging her to go get her dream job even if it means I won’t see her as often. Driving her possessions 800 miles to her new home for her dream job.

Putting her needs and wants in front of mine more often.

Telling her that I wanted to spend my life with her. That being with her had made me feel foolish for ever looking elsewhere.

I still wonder if she really meant it when she said “thank you” (in the moment) or whether it was just a conditioned societal reflex.

Like a fool, I still tried to stay, even though I wasn’t happy there any longer. I needed to prove to myself, if not her, that I was not the one giving up.

Saturday after Valentine’s, 2023.

I called for the relationship check in, just after I arrived home from work.

She was going. She still never articulated what the real issue had been in her eyes.

She had the exceptionally poor taste to suggest that someday we might meet as friends.

If you say I cannot be trusted, then you make friendship impossible. Friendships are based upon trust.

And if you tell me that you no action I performed during our time together was something you valued, you would not value me as a friend.

And if you are suggesting that friendship might still be possible in your eyes, then whatever I might have done doesn’t seem to have been as severe as your response. If it was a deal breaker, why attempt counseling or any form of reconciliation? Why wait until at least a year later to bring up this issue?

I am not perfect. We both did some nasty and petty things to each other. I admit it. Sometimes she would also admit it. But we could talk and hug it out.

I never cheated on her. Always let her take lead on sex/not decisions (I’m 20 years older male). Conditioned myself to not raise voice during disagreements. Non-violent. Respectful of boundaries, once articulated in a no-nonsense manner.

From what she had told me of her past, I had been the best boyfriend/relationship she had ever had. Hooray for me, but sad too because this was my first grown up relationship where futures were a real possibility.

Was so glad to be with her until it started falling apart. She was the bright future I thought I wanted.

Before we acknowledged that we were in love, I had mentioned some of my heartbreaks to her.

The song she would play to let me know I was misspending my emotions is today’s song of the day. I dedicate this one to me, with my former love in heart and mind:

“Better Than That” - Marina and the Diamonds.

[featherchan]

🏠 REST /For Rai and Kanako, Vigilante/Mutant verse of course!

[ Vigilante prompts / @champiionic / No Longer Accepting! ]

🏠 REST - Your muse crashes my muse’s place after a rough patrol

[ P.S : Do not turn this ask into a thread without asking first 😉 ] 

Spider-Lily, is a defender who lurks within the shadows, protecting both mankind and the demon world, which is divided by a veil. In a twist of fate, the heroine and her friend, Onyx, find themselves transported to another world, a realm existing beyond the confines of their own time and dimension. As they pursued a demon with the power to open portals, the duo found themselves trapped on an alternate Earth, designated Earth-XXXX. This Earth was strikingly similar to their own, yet also distinctly different.

On this new Earth, they lost track of the demon they were pursuing and were stranded with no way to return home. Working together to solve their predicament. Their demonic senses suddenly went haywire, leading them to a young man named Raimundo Pedrosa. Similar to Onyx, he has a symbiotic being, which bonded with him. However, this being originated from outer space rather than the underworld. As expected, the three of them began to clash and throw accusations, misled by their demonic senses and his venom. But when the heroes were called into action, they soon realized that they were all on the same side, the side of good. Joining arms, they began to rely on one another, transitioning from mere partners into close friends.

The initial few months were challenging on this new Earth. However, with the assistance of their new friend, they learned how to survive living on the streets and were given a place to stay. In return, Spider-Lily and Onyx helped Raimundo gain better control and discipline over his newfound powers, including his ally, Venom.

The exhausted Lioness stumbled home from her part-time job, where she worked to keep a roof over their heads. And from a short patrol, where she encountered a second-rate supervillain. Her body was sore, as during the fight, Spider-Lily was tossed around and beaten down like a rag doll, but she managed to fight back and return the beating. Being warmly welcome home. The raven collapsed onto the lumpy sofa and happily joined Raimundo to watch a movie, anything to end the day with a dose of serotonin to recharge her humanity.

But midway through the movie, Kanako must have dozed off because she was shaken to wake up. The Lioness purrs as she pleads for another five more minutes, as the pillow she was hugging and snuggling on feels firm but warm and comfortable. She even swore that she could hug it forever. And when she finally woke up, she opened her eyes and found herself sleeping on top of the brunette. Causing the raven to nearly shriek, as she rapidly sat upright and began profusely apologizing to him.  "Rai-Raimundo, I'm so sorry..." Before she notices the drool stain on his shirt, her face turns pale, and she almost lets out another shriek again. "Did I drool on you?" Without waiting for a reply. "Gosh! I'm so-so sorry..." Was anything going right for her today? "Let me wash this right away..." Still half asleep with half a brain cell functioning, she proceeded to lift his shirt without thinking. And as if Kanako's life were a sitcom, Noburu returned unexpectedly from her part-time job, bringing dinner in tow. Soon, frozen, looking like a deer in a headlight, unsure of what she had just stumbled into. She gingerly backed away from the living room. As she took note of this, Kanako's mind slowly regained consciousness, as her scattered thoughts began to connect. Soon, a blush crept across her face as she reached out her hand and called out to her best friend. "Wait! This isn't what it looks like!" Unfortunately, it was too late. Slumping back onto the lumpy sofa, she screamed into the cushioned pillow, thankfully muffling the sound. Seriously. Can her day get any worse?

[mirimage]

Aha I am not doing great rn long post ahead

I feel like ‘not great’ is an understatement lmao. Idk where even to begin.

I’m so exhausted all the time and unbelievably burnt out, but I can’t do anything about it because I have to keep going to work. And even if I could take a break or quit, would it even fix the problem? At this point I don’t know what it would take to feel okay again. I keep not being able to force myself to go to work and idk how much longer I’m gonna be able to keep a job before they fire me or I have to quit myself.

I’ve been trying to find a medication that actually does something for like two years now. I’m on the 6th combination and none of them have done a thing. At some point I’m gonna run out of stuff to try, and then what am I supposed to do? I’ve been basically banking my entire future on finding something that’ll make me be able to function.

My food issues are acting up because of the new house, my friends’ food choices do not blend well with me as well as them wanting to stick to a strict budget (which also annoys me because I’m the one earning the least in the house, why are they worrying about it.) I just end up not eating/eating very little instead of something they’ve made half the time, and eating way too many snacks.

I’m not sleeping enough because if I go to sleep it’ll be the next day and I’ll probably have to go to work, and night is the only time I can just relax and do my own stuff without worrying about anything else. I keep not showering for days in end because it’s just too much effort and makes me anxious, keep forgetting to do household stuff for the same reason and I feel like it’s only so long until my friends get sick of me.

I’ve been realising that I don’t really have many friends in the first place. I’ve barely talked to the person who I would have called my best friend for like months. She cancelled on an event we had planned for over a year the month before, as well as the past 2-3 times we’ve tried to meet up. I’d still consider her a friend, but to be honest we haven’t been best friends for at least a year. My partner is now my ex partner, we’ve talked once since we broke up and it ended extremely badly. He left our friends group chat today, he said he wanted to stay friends but I don’t know if that’s gonna happen. I have my housemates I guess, but even though I love them we really aren’t the same kind of people and I feel like they don’t understand anything about my life and who I am. We don’t really share any interests so I can’t talk to them about stuff I like.

Because of all that i feel so goddamn attention starved and just like desperate any kind of interaction. I’m a very clingy person but I don’t really know how to express it, which was fine when I had a partner to focus it all on but now there’s no one and all I want is to curl up with someone and take a nap. I just want a hug. I feel like this is being enhanced by my current fandom having fics that are literally exactly what I want. I like reading them because they’re so good but it fucking hurts because I know I’ll likely never get it.

I feel like I’m more myself online these days than in person. I don’t know if anyone in my offline life that actually knows who I am anymore. I just want someone to understand.

If you actually read this far then thanks I guess, I’ll be okay I promise.

[voidmadisonrecs]

chris evans recs

these are more for me then anyone else but here are my fav chris evans (and co.) fics, blurbs, headcanons, etc.

feel free to message or comment with suggestions that i should read and make sure to check out these writers other works because they are all amazing <3

Chris Evans

butterflies - @chanelfaerie

chris has got butterflies for you—do you feel the same?

pop the questions - @angelkurenai

you are costars and in a relationship with Chris and while on the set of ‘Gifted’, you are very clingy. when Chris sees you interact with your youngest costar, he realizes you would make a great mother

white - @agentofbarnes

chris can’t seem to function while seeing you in a white dress

ask me properly - @twittytelly

while spending time with his family, chris realizes that it's the perfect time to put his 'plan' into action

red carpet w/ chris - @avenging-fandoms

your chris’s costar with Chris and you’re both tipsy in a red carpet interview and giggling together, making no sense but just being all happy and sparking dating rumours

happy goddamn new year - @fluffymisha97

the morning after your new year with the evans’ which doesn’t go all that smooth

sweet creature - @buckyhoney

domestic shit

ass man headcanon - @agentofbarnes

chris evans sure does love ass

and then he came along - @teebarnes

you haven't had the best record when it comes to relationships, you thought you couldn't be loved. until one day as you sat on the beach shivering, everything changed when chris came along

granola bar and lots of love - @planetofawe

with the kids away, you and chris have more than enough time to practice some aftercare (smut)

claim - @cloudystevie

your husband puts a baby in you (smut)

beer gut - @violetlilysunshine

chris gets self conscious after gaining a little bit of weight and not working out as hard as he used to during his Marvel days (smut)

dumb - @agentofbarnes

chris evans makes you dumb and you are a little touchstarved (smut)

red, white, blue’s in the sky, summer’s in the air, baby heaven’s in your eyes - @cloudystevie

sunday’s are for football games and attention (smut)

the big 4-0 - @rocketrhap3000

chris being insecure for his 40th bday but reader makes sure he knows just how much she loves him (smut)

my girl - @punani

chris loves calling you his girl (smut)

the fluffer (masterlist) - @punani

it’s the 70′s and the erotic videos industry is experiencing another boom after the risen popularity in the previous decade. the studio’s are hot, gemini flanagan is a brand, and you’re a newly hired assistant at shaggin’ studios. chris takes a liking to you, altering your job description so that you get to work more closely with him. is this all just physical, or is there something more? (smut)

wedding shenanigans - @flowerbouquet

in which you and chris have a sneaky fuck in the bathroom during your best friends wedding (smut)

grocery run - @bucksfucks

innocently wearing chris’ shirt leads to you finding out just how much he can’t resist you (smut)

chain - @bucksfucks

chris tells you to bite down on his chain (smut)

home late (part 2) - @violetlilysunshine

smuttttttt

severance - @punani

the divorce process with chris is messy, seemingly never ending, and ultimately: heartbreaking. you had to be strong for your son, yourself, and eventually you wanted someone else to be strong for you, so, it seemed only natural that you would venture into the arms of another. however, sometimes the line between something officially ending or simply taking a break blurs when you’ve known someone for longer than you can remember (smut/baby fever/ex!reader)

so beautiful to me - @uprootbasic

despite being broken up and coparenting, chris still want to show you how much he loves you (smut/baby fever)

sundress season - @jurassicbarnes

in which all it takes is a pretty little dress to break his resolve (ex!reader/smut/baby fever)

mwah - @iguessweallcrazyithinktho

ur little bubba is obsessed with kissys and keeps leaning in to kiss you (baby fever)

long hair lover - @iguessweallcrazyithinktho

chris comes back from filming red sea diving resort and his baby daughter is crazy in love with his long hair (baby fever)

slobbery kisses - @iguessweallcrazyithinktho 

chris wakes up to sloppy kisses by his baby (baby fever)

baby rose - @fluffymisha97

reader and chris had a little baby girl. but not everything is going that well, you're both trying to navigate life as new parents (baby fever)

eve - @kiwisomething

you drop your son off with his father and he invites you in (baby fever/ex!chris)

parenting is hard blurb - @lokiscu

chris and the reader have just had a baby and the lack of sleep mixed with lack of physical affection and time they have with one another gets to both of them and they end up fighting because of the stress (baby fever)

isla - @uprootbasic

the reader is a famous singer and always sings to her little girl. one night, chris and the reader decides to have this little jamming session with their baby. chris plays the piano while the reader sings I wanna hold your hand by the Beatles (baby fever)

the neighbours lights - @lokiscu

it’s your first Christmas with a baby (baby fever)

paparazzi - @ozarkthedog

chris evans and reader are both famous and one day they are out with their daughter when paparazzi start to follow them (baby fever)

thunder - @worksby-d

your daughter is scared of the thunder (baby fever)

she’s the one - @worksby-d

chris x singlemom!reader masterlist (baby fever)

protective stepdad chris x single!reader - @worksby-d

masterlist (baby fever)

truth be told - @kthynes

chris finds out he has a 6 month old baby because his partner didn’t have the chance to tell him that she is pregnant because they broke up (angsty??/baby fever)

not her - @agentofbarnes

chris wants a family and you just aren’t ready yet, but that doesn’t mean he wants you any less (angsty?)

the love we have - @kthynes

the reader is chris's ex wife and she's about to be married again to a guy she doesn't really love. so in the night of her bachelorette party she's really drunk and she ended up going to his apartment and tell him that she still loves him and that she wants to hate him because he was the one who file for divorce but she can't, then she leaves. on the day of the ceremony their 10 year old kid tells Chris that he should go after her before is too late (angsty??)

Frank Adler

i ruined our sweet tune - @rodrikstark

the last person you’d expect to see in florida is the hot professor from your undergrad philosophy class 

buttons - @rodrikstark

buttoning franks shirt headcanon 

waffles - @amylillian22

the morning after their usual saturday date night, y/n runs into mary unexpectedly. frank wakes up to find them making waffles

remember - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

frank wakes you up at the ungodly hour of 3:30 am and will not even tell you why

breeding kink - @stargazingfangirl18

as the hot single dad everyone wants to get with, frank turns a few heads at back to school night, and well, you may get a little possessive (smut) 

magic demeanor - @bloodiedskirtts

after moving back to Florida in the middle of a heat wave, things seem to be getting worse and worse. the only thing to make her days any better is her neighbour, Frank. with neither of them willing to admit that they can’t get enough of each other, a pesky shower malfunction may be the only way for them to tell each other how they feel (smut)  

Ransom Drysdale

2:27 am - @cloudystevie

it’s 2:27 in the morning when ransom shows up at your doorstep, and he wishes he could tell you why 

cold (third part of his return) - @kiwisomething

hugh is cold sleeping on the couch by himself 

new man - @worksby-d

ransom loves to pretend he’s not whipped for you, but here he is letting you do your skin care routine on him

morning dew - @agentofbarnes

it was only supposed to be one night, but ransom can’t seem to get you out of his head (smut) 

Andy Barber

the proposal - @fairyevans

andy takes the reader on a gorgeous vacation but everything goes wrong except the proposal 

consequences - @stargazingfangirl18

life after your breakup with ransom (smut)

yes, mrs barber - @jurassicbarnes

in which you’re down on your knees, about to suck his dick within an inch of his life because it was the only way to shut him up (smut) 

[writeforfandoms]

CONGRATS! Beeline for this ask: You see in grayscale until you see your soulmate and...Ezra! He feels like he would like the world to bloom into color. I like it so much I'm tempted to do it but I am backlogged to all hell so do me proud dear!

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Ezra is very much impatient for his world to bloom into color. I loved working on this prompt, I really did. I had a lot of fun with it. Got a bit of sweetness, bit of angst, bit of hurt/comfort... I hope you like it! 💖

Ezra x gn!reader

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of loss, canon events.

Word count: 1.7k

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Traveler's Song

Ezra had always been a voracious reader, to both the relief and consternation of his parents. It kept him out of trouble, sure, but it wasn’t an easy hobby to keep, especially on pods where space was at a premium. And yet, Ezra insisted, and he got his books.

He devoured them all - literature, sci fi, fantasy, romance - it didn’t make a difference to him. He read all sorts, for all ages, from all ages. And the more he read, the more he wondered.

What did the sky look like? What color was robin’s egg blue? What about grass? Leaves in autumn, the reds and golds and oranges he’d read about?

He’d find out in time, his parents used to assure him. He just had to be patient.

He was patient. Well. He learned to be patient. It wasn’t something that came naturally to him, but after he took up prospecting, he learned. Better to be patient than ruin a haul.

He also developed the habit of looking straight into someone’s eyes, the first time he met them. No matter what other form of greeting (be it handshake or quick gestures with a thrower), he always made sure to meet their eyes. That was how soulmates worked, after all. You locked eyes and the world bloomed into color.

Supposedly, anyway. Ezra still hadn’t met his match, and he was beginning to feel impatient. But no. He’d find them. He had to. One day.

And so he continued through life in grayscale, learning how best to harvest aurelac, how to pick pockets without being noticed, how to charm his way into people’s beds and good graces. Harvesting was hard, long work, and he rather liked the creature comforts of life, despite his choice of profession. He had partners and friends and lovers. And he had his share of enemies and deals gone bad, too.

But the one thing he still didn’t have was a soulmate.

So, naturally, he found them just after signing up for a job out on the Green Moon.

He’d signed his contract, squared away his affairs, and had picked his books to bring with him. His books were precious things, and he chose very carefully now which ones he took on jobs.

Not everyone valued books the way he did.

The rest were packed into storage, to be kept safe until he returned. And this time, he hoped, it would be for good. He was not as young as he'd once been, after all. His knees complained. His back ached. His hands, though still steady, didn’t function as smoothly.

Nobody ever said prospecting was an easy job, after all.

He left his chosen bar for the night, his chosen conquest tucked under his arm and giggling, one of her hands pressed over his belly.

“My dear,” he purred in her ear, enjoying the shiver that went down her spine, “I’m afraid if you keep up this sort of behavior we won’t make it back to your place.” He nipped the shell of her ear gently.

She started to say something, but Ezra lifted his gaze when he spotted a pair of boots headed their way. His gaze traveled up, over their body, to their eyes. And for a moment, just a moment, the world fell away. Their eyes… their beautiful eyes, wide with surprise now, lips parted just a little. Ezra greedily drank in the colors, sure his own eyes were wide. He felt glued in place, the little thing under his arm no longer even registering.

And then time restarted when those beautiful eyes narrowed at him, and those boots marched towards him.

“You’re drunk,” you said sharply, though you did manage to tear your eyes away from your soulmate (your soulmate!) for long enough to glower at your friend instead.

“Only a little,” she pouted.

“Lee, I thought we agreed no more bringing people back without warning me first.” You planted your fists on your hips.

“I do apologize,” the man spoke, and your gaze slid back to him. His eyes were warm and sparkling with mischief, and you found yourself intrigued by the blonde streak in his hair. “I was unaware there were house rules, so to speak.”

Your ire didn’t quite die, but it did cool. “It’s not your fault,” you allowed.

Lee looked between you and the man, frowning a little, clearly trying to figure out what was going on. It wasn’t like you to look at a man. Or, really, anybody.

“I suppose we should discuss this,” you said, making a vague gesture between the two of you.

“Discuss what?” Lee asked, suspicious.

The man merely smiled and held out a hand to you. “Name’s Ezra.”

You gave him your name in turn, shaking his hand. You couldn’t quite stop yourself from giving him another look over, taking in the colors. “This way,” you told him, turning and marching back towards your apartment.

The building was blue. Huh. You never would have guessed.

Lee hissed your name, catching your arm as you swiped the three of you into the building. “What is going on?” she demanded.

“He’s my soulmate,” you told her. “I know you didn’t know. How could you have? But it does change things.”

For a moment she boggled at you, looking between you and Ezra. Then her face twisted into something a little jealous, a little angry, and she stomped off to the lift ahead of you two.

“She seems to have a bit of a temper,” Ezra observed, stopping when he was even with you. His shoulders were broad, making the space feel much narrower.

“She hasn’t found hers yet,” you said with a little shrug. “She’s just a little jealous, but she’ll get over it.”

Ezra hummed and slipped his hand into yours. His hand was big and warm and held you securely. But you didn’t feel trapped. You felt secure.

This was your soulmate, so there must have been a reason the universe decided to pair you with him. You intended to find out why.

By the time the two of you had gotten up to the apartment, Lee was in her room with the door shut. Apparently she’d figured she wasn’t getting laid tonight. Smart girl. You motioned Ezra to the kitchen table and grabbed water for the two of you. When you returned, you caught him tracing patterns in the wood-look table, one finger delicately tracing swirls and lines. You couldn’t blame him - you hadn’t known the color of the table would be so rich. It all looked so different.

“So.” You set a water down in front of him. “What now?”

He blinked at you, apparently momentarily nonplussed. “Ah. I had not… considered quite that far in advance, I must admit.”

You nodded. “I get it. Not like I expected to meet you today.” You sat, rolling your water between your hands. “I guess we should get to know each other?”

Something like alarm flashed across his face, and for a moment you felt your hackles rise. Then he swore softly. “I’m to leave on a freighter for the Green Moon in three stretches,” he told you apologetically. “I’m afraid that doesn’t give us a lot of time for getting to know one another.”

“Three stretches,” you mused, frowning, drumming your fingers against the table. Twenty one spins, all told. Less than a stand. Not a lot of time, indeed. “Well. Tell you what. If you’re interested, I’ll take a little time off of work. We can talk. And at least that way we’ll know each other better before you leave.”

The smile that bloomed across his face was quite possibly the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen.

--

You hadn't seen Ezra in a long, long time. It was long past when he was supposed to have come back from the Green.

You had been told, more than once, to give up and move on. He wasn't coming back.

But your heart couldn't extinguish that last ember of hope.

You'd moved out to your own place, and had taken all of Ezra's books with you when his storage rental was up. The books, and your memories, were what you had left of your soulmate now.

But you didn't look at anyone else, either.

You got home from work and shut the front door, leaning back against it. The comforting, soothing blue of the hallway met your gaze, and you let yourself soak in the color.

As brief as your attachment had been, you couldn't regret it.

You'd barely set your things down when there was a knock on the door. You paused. You weren't expecting anyone. But the knock came again, so you opened the door a little to see who it was.

And then froze.

Ezra stood in front of the door. He looked thin and worn and tired. But his eyes were still beautiful. Warm brown that still lit up at the sight of you.

You yanked the door open and grabbed him before he even had a chance to speak, hugging him tight. He was thinner than you remembered - his shoulders were just as broad but he definitely had less padding. Something you needed to rectify, clearly.

He hugged you back, one arm snug around your back, and you wondered where his other one was. You pulled back a little to ask him… and his right sleeve was empty, pinned up.

There was also a blonde girl behind him, a teenager, looking a little ragged herself.

"Ezra?" You asked, moving your gaze back to him. Your hands settled on his hips, keeping him from going anywhere.

His smile was wan and tired, but he still smiled for you. "There is much you don't know yet, about what happened while I was away on the Green."

"Well then. We'd better start catching up now." You tugged him gently to guide him inside, and snagged the girl to drag her in, too. You'd worry about getting the full story out of them later. For now, you just wanted to luxuriate in having Ezra home.

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PURE [2] - Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader

Pairing: Corpse Husband x Fem!Reader

A/N:  443 notes?! THIS IS INSANE! Thank you guys so much for all the love under the first part of this, I was so shocked to see how many people enjoyed this story! I hope this one will be just as fun for you as the first one ^^

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PURE [2]

Corpse stared at the red screen with the word IMPOSTOR written in the middle, his eyes widened, a small smile tugging at his lips. 

“No way” he murmured into his microphone, no longer holding himself from breaking into laughter. “Do you guys see this? I wish I could see Y/N’s reaction.”

It took his audience just a second to respond, his chat being flooded with lots of comments about the said girl. 

“SHES SHOOK” he managed to read one from the hundreds of comments, once again bursting into laughter. “Yeah, I can imagine.”

He decided to follow Lily for a while to make himself less suspicious. He probably didn’t need to do that this time, since the others usually suspected him when he was innocent. Ironically, each time he was the impostor, they seemed completely blind to every murder he committed. 

They were both doing their tasks in O2 when the first body was reported. 

“Woah, Y/N is fast” he mumbled, before unmuting himself. 

“Okay,” Lily began speaking first “Corpse is 100% innocent, we were together this whole round, doing our tasks in O2. That’s all I have.”

“Yeah I saw you guys in there,” Felix said. “Where’s the body Sykkuno?”

“Um, so first of all I can also vouch for Dave and Y/N, we were hanging out all this time. So in the beginning, we were all in the upper engine, protecting each other like good friends that we are, and then we headed towards the medbay. And that’s where it gets interesting because I’m pretty sure I saw Poki leave medbay and run to the cafeteria.”

“You really think I would kill my best friend in the first round?”

“Yeah well, some people do” Sean scoffed, clearly referring to the last game when he was murdered by Felix. “Besides, I saw you guys when I was leaving Security so it looks like you were with her the entire round.”

“Wha- Okay, let me defend myself. I would never kill her if I was the impostor, which I’m not because she’d literally come barging into my room to murder me. She’d kill me for killing her first.”

Toast, who seemingly still held grudge against Corpse’s fellow impostor, decided to call Y/N out “Y’know, we all played with Rae before, so we all know how furious she gets after being killed first... but there’s one person who doesn’t know that.”

“Y/N/N?” Sean’s voice blared through their headphones “As much as I know how hard it would be for her to make the first kill, I can actually see that happening.”

“What?! Sykkuno vouched for me literally seconds ago, where the heck did you get that from Toast?” she asked in utter shock. Corpse glanced at his chat and leaned towards his mic, making sure that he was muted in the game.

“Y’know guys, if I didn’t know she’s the impostor, I’d believe in her every word. I mean, she’s so innocent, just listen to her.” he said with a smile, not expecting in the slightest how his audience will react. 

“Aww, he goes soft for her ^^” 

“The duo we need but don’t deserve”

“Y/N FOR THE BRIDE”

“What?” he almost stuttered, quickly going through the growing number of such comments. “I mean-”

“Ooh, someone’s getting angry. Where the heck? That’s aggressive, Y/N” Felix’s amused voice brought him back to reality, and even though Corpse didn’t use a webcam, he still tried to hide his pink-tinted cheeks in the material of his hoodie.

“It was not me! I swear! I was doing my tasks all this time, making sure that no one murders Sykkuno or Dave!” 

“You’re pretty defensive for someone who claims to be innocent,” Toast said with a smirk hiding in his voice. 

“Give her a break guys, she was literally with us all this time. I’m sure we would’ve noticed if she killed somebody” Dave stood up for her, but it seemed like all the attention was directed from Poki to Y/N. 

“Well maybe the other impostor is either you or Sykkuno and you’re just trying to clear each other?”

“Um, if there were two impostors among the three of us, the third person would have to be a crewmate. I mean, it would be impossible for them to kill somebody without a crewmate seeing it.” Sykkuno pointed out, much to Corpses’ relief. 

“I knew Sykkuno would vouch for her” he told his chat, before unmuting himself to defend Y/N as well “Haven’t we already established that Poki is sus as well? She was last seen near the body and has no alibi.” 

“I didn’t do it. The only person that could vouch for me is dead, we were with each other the entire round. I leave her for a few seconds and somebody kills her, but it wasn’t me.” 

“I don’t think she’s lying guys, I mean, if she killed Rae she’d probably be dead already” Felix chuckled “Let’s just skip this round, we don’t have enough evidence.”

“Alright, but Y/N,” Toast said, as everyone pressed the skip button “I have my eyes on you.”

Corpse could hear her sigh before everyone muted their mics. 

“We’ve gotta get rid of Toast guys, he’s too suspicious. I don’t want him accusing my partner in crime, even though he’s right” he chuckled under his breath, following Toast’s character into Admin. “Alright, Felix is with us as well, good. If I just pretend I’m doing card swipe, they’re gonna both vouch for me since everyone knows I’m great at this task.” he shook his head with a deep laugh escaping his throat. 

He could see the other two astronauts running around admin, before they both decided to leave, which gave Corpse a perfect opportunity to frame Toast. He killed the lights and chased his victim who, much to his joy, was now completely alone in comms. 

“Hi, Felix. Bye, Felix.” Corpse snapped his neck before speeding out of the room and venting into Navigation.

That’s when someone fixed the lights. And Corpse jumped out of the vent, only to come face to face with none other than Toast. 

“SHIT” he laughed in panic, seeing that he couldn’t use the kill function yet. “Shit, he must’ve seen me.”

And indeed, it took Toast just a split of second to run out of the room and speed towards the emergency button, Corpse hot on his tail, even though he knew he wouldn’t avoid getting ejected. 

“I’m busted guys, there’s no way they’re gonna believe me” he told his audience, watching as Toast’s character approached the button. However, Corpse wasn’t sure if he was just seeing things, but he thought that he saw an outline of another character appear out of nowhere just mere seconds before Toast called the meeting...

“YES” he almost screamed, at the same time laughing hysterically, when he saw the red cross decorating Toast’s name. 

“WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!” Sean yelled, similarly to every other player that remained alive. “HOW DID THAT HAPPENED?!”

“Oh my God.”

“But- I don’t get it. What just happened?” Y/N’s soft voice sounded out, making Corpse laugh even more. 

“Someone killed Toast the moment he called the meeting.” Sykkuno explained, barely holding himself from laughing.

“Is that even possible?” she asked confused, her voice sounding so innocent and sweet that the other impostor couldn’t stop himself from grinning.

“Oh my god, she’s just- I can’t.” he chuckled deeply “She’s too precious guys, I swear I’m gonna do everything to keep her alive.”

“Yeah, that’s some big brain move. And since Toast is dead, there’s only one person with balls who could do it” Sean said, clearly very sure of his next words.

“CORPSE!” Lily chirped into her microphone, her voice soon being followed by others who eagerly agreed with her. 

“Okay, I admit I saw them in admin where I was doing the card swipe, but then they both left and I haven’t seen them anymore.”

“Were you in admin this whole time?” Poki asked. 

“Um- yeah, pretty much. I tried to beat my own record in failing a card swipe.” he replied, making everyone laugh. He thought of it as a good cover, unless someone entered the admin after he left... 

“Sykkuno where are you?” Poki directed her next question to the lime astronaut.

“Why am I accused again?” he asked confused “I was with Sean in medbay, I think Y/N joined us for a moment to do the scan, then she left, and then Toast called the meeting.”

“So maybe it’s her?” Dave commented “I mean, medbay is right next to the cafeteria, so she had quite an easy access to the emergency button.”

“Yeah, that would actually make sense” Lily added.

“Oh no, they’re gonna vote her off...” Corpse mumbled under his breath, deciding that he had to intervene. She just saved his ass, he couldn’t possibly just watch her get ejected because of that. 

“Guys, I didn’t even know it was possible to kill someone this way. Trust me, I played only a few times and Jack made sure not to reveal any of his big brain moves.” she scoffed at the last part, making Jack let out a loud laugh.

“How can we be sure you’re not just acting all innocent? I mean, you exposed Felix last game, being one of the last people to stay alive.”

“Y/N was with me when Toast called the meeting, she is innocent” Corpse decided to finally speak up. The silence settled among other players. “She found me in admin and made sure nobody killed me when I failed the fucking card swipe.”

“Why are you saying this just now, Corpse?”

“Cause he’s fallen for her god damn trap! I told you!” Sean argued.

“What trap?” Y/N asked confused.

“I mean, who wouldn’t? It’s like listening to an angel” Corpse said, before he could stop himself. Everyone on the call went wild, just like his chat did... He didn’t know why he said that, it just slipped before he really thought about it.

“Corpse, you do realize you’re simping only makes you even more suspicious?” Poki asked with a laugh, and Corpse felt the blush rising up his cheeks. Even more, when Y/N completely ignored this comment, deciding to suddenly stay quiet...

Did he make her uncomfortable with such comments?

“Seriously though, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t her. We watched each other’s back, so I’m also clean.” 

“As much as I hate to do it, I have to agree with Corpse on this one” Sean suddenly said. “That she’s innocent, I mean. I’m sure Corpse just follows her around like a lost puppy and I didn’t see the two of them, but I doubt Y/N knew it’s possible to kill somebody like that. No offense kiddo.”

“See? Guys, it wasn’t me!” she exclaimed. 

“Wait, why do you hate to agree with me?” Corpse asked in confusion.

“CAUSE YOU’RE KINDA SUS CORPSE” 

“What? I just told you my alibi, weren’t you listening Jack?”

“We have twenty seconds left” Lily reminded, cause everyone seemed to forget about the voting time. “We don’t skip at 7, right?”

“Alright, I’m voting Corpse, I still think he’s sus even though I agreed with him.” Sean announced, much to Y/N’s dismay. She quickly objected, trying to defend her fellow impostor:

“It’s NOT him, I watched him fail that dang card swipe!”

“DANG?! NO NEED TO BE SO OFFENSIVE YOUNG LADY” 

“I’m also voting Corpse, he must be one of them.” Lily agreed with Jack.

“Sykkuno, I hope you’re not doing what I think you’re doing” Y/N asked the lime astronaut, who was silent for the past few minutes.

“I um- I don’t know, they kinda have a point Y/N...”

“Sykkuno, listen to me.” she lowered her voice, trying to convince him “Corpse is not the impostor. You know you can trust me, right?”

“...”

“SYKKUNO GOD DAMN IT, DON’T LISTEN TO HER!”

“Sorry guys...”

Corpse burst out laughing, seeing that out of seven remaining players, five of them decided to skip. 

“She’s too good” he chuckled, quickly running up Y/N’s character when they started the next round. He circled her white astronaut, and she seemed to get his message because she eagerly followed him into Electrical to fake the tasks and wait for someone to show up. 

Soon enough two figures waltzed into the room, only to be simultaneously decapitated by the two impostors, who then swiftly vented into medbay and locked the door to their crime scene. 

“That was smooth” Corpse smiled, happily running around Y/N’s character. “I love being impostors with Y/N, it’s so much fun. The best thing is that no one besides Toast really suspects her of doing something wrong.”

Corpse figured Y/N sabotaged the oxygen because the next thing he saw was Lily running past medbay to stop it from depleting. 

“Ladies first, Y/N” he mumbled, and even though she couldn’t hear him, her small character sped up and left the medbay, chasing after Lily. He waited a few seconds, before bursting out laughing.

Victory. 

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Sean yelled in shock “Y/N?! EXPLAIN YOURSELF RIGHT NOW”

“Y/N HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!”

“That was... I would never guess it was you!” 

“I’m sorry guys, I really didn’t want to kill any of you” she laughed apologetically, but Corpse could sense she was smiling “I just had no other choice...”

“Yeah, I’m sure you killed us by accident” Toast’s voice blared out, followed by loud laughter.

“What was that again? I didn’t even know you could kill someone this way?” Felix mocked in a high pitched voice, making them laugh hysterically. Corpse also found himself unable to catch a breath between his giggles.

“I told you guys they’d fuck us up.” Rae spoke up “But I was actually glad Y/N killed me first, watching her kill Toast was so much fun.”

“Ha ha, thanks, Rae!” Toast exclaimed ironically.

“Y/N and Corpse are just complete serial killers, I don’t know how else to comment that” Felix chuckled. 

“Well...” Corpse mumbled, unmuting his microphone “I can’t disagree. She’s a perfect partner in crime.”

“NOT AGAIN WITH SIMPING CORPSE” he heard Sean’s response, and once again felt awkward when his all his friends laughed at him, and Y/N remained quiet. 

That was, however, until her soft voice effectively quietened everyone. 

“It was.. an honor to murder my friends with you.” 

Corpse never thought his face could hurt from smiling so much...

“Alright, who’s up for another game?” Felix asked after a few moments, and received a chorus of me’s from almost everyone. 

“Unfortunately I have to go now, but it was so fun playing with you guys!” Y/N said, making everyone (Corpse included) object rather loudly:

“One more round, please? I want to see you kill someone again!”

“C’mon kid, what else do you have to do?”

“Stay with us Y/N, I need someone to protect me!” 

“I’m sorry but I’m really tired. I’m sure I’d just fall asleep on my desk and Toast would come up behind my back to murder me.”

“Well, that was actually my plan...” the man in question replied with a chuckle.

“You sure you don’t wanna stay?” Corpse finally asked “Killing won’t be the same without you...”

“I know, and I’m sorry... But I was working the whole day and my eyes just hurt and I feel like I’m gonna faint” she replied. 

“Alright, but just so you know, we’re playing again later this week, and I better see you entering the lobby on time” Felix said, trying to sound threatening, but failing at it. Y/N giggled to herself, the sound making Corpse smile almost unknowingly. 

“I wouldn’t dare to miss a chance to murder my new friends!” 

“Oh my god, she’s too adorable!” 

Everyone said their goodbyes and soon Y/N left the call, her small astronaut disappearing from the lobby, much to Corpse’s disappointment. He wished she’d stay a little longer, playing with her was something he found incredibly fun and quite relaxing if he was completely honest. Or maybe aside from playing itself, listening to her voice was what kept bringing a smile to his face every time she spoke up. 

“Guys, I think I’m also gonna call it a day, it was really fun.”

“What? It’s not even been over an hour!” Rae protested. 

“Yeah, I um.. I know but-”

“Don’t push him guys, he can’t play without his partner in crime” Toast’s teasing voice made everyone burst out laughing, and Corpse just shook his head, glad that nobody could see how red his face became.

“Fuck you guys, okay?” he chuckled into the mic, before finally saying his goodbyes and leaving as well. He thanked his viewers for watching and promised to stay longer next time, before closing the discord. 

He sat for a moment in his chair, staring at the black screen, a smile slowly widening on his lips. It was one of the best games he had ever played in Among Us, and he couldn’t wait to be Impostor with Y/N again. 

“Perfect partner in crime... I’m such an idiot” he mumbled under his breath and felt himself blush, shaking his head at how awkward that must’ve sounded. He pulled his phone out and checked his Twitter, only for his eyes to widen once he saw the top trending hashtags. 

#Y/NxCorpse

#Y/NfortheBride

#PerfectPartnerInCrime

“Oh my God...” Corpse yelped, covering his eyes with his hand as if it would make all those tweets disappear. “Why am I the way I am?” 

He considered texting her, trying to maybe make things less awkward than they already were, but decided against it. He feared he’d make even more of an idiot out of himself... 

Convinced that all those comments about simping and now those hashtags made her uncomfortable, it didn’t even cross his mind that Y/N might be looking at them at the exact same moment, with adorable blush tinting her cheeks, and her lips turning into a small, shy smile...  

A/N: I think about writing 3rd part...