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kittywritesfics · 2 years ago

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and the spring day came at last

🐶puppy hybrid!jungkook x gangster!jimin

🏷️ in which mob boss jimin is seeking companionship and shelter hybrid jungkook has lost hope of ever finding a good home.

❗️references to gang violence perpetrated by jimin; hybrid mistreatment, specifically use of shock collars, though NOT perpetrated by jimin; hurt 'n' sad puppy boy koo but he eventually gets love ‘n’ care i promise <3

Romance always bloomed with the cherry blossoms, and Jimin was determined not to spend another spring alone.

It was difficult finding true companionship as a businessman who ran the underside of Seoul’s economy, but there truly was nothing that money could not buy and Jimin had long-since earned wealth in excess. Though expensive, a hybrid would be the perfect companion as they technically could never leave him and would be grateful for whatever shred of affection he managed to show.

When it came down to it, there really was no way Jimin could've gotten his hybrid anywhere other than Seoul's Second Chances. While he could easily adopt the rarest and best-trained breeds, there was something undeniably cruel to him about leaving sentient beings to wither away with the dying hope of being rehoused. Even he, with his bloody hands and cold reputation, could recognize that.

So there he was, the only customer in the huge shelter that opened after-hours for the CEO. Most of the hybrids were fast asleep in their tiny, cell-like rooms, but sniffling on the other side of door forty-three had him pausing. This was the only room without a window for potential adopters to peek through, and there was a strange red tag tied around the handle. This door had more locks secured to the outside than even the exotics' a few aisles back.

Jimin stopped walking.

"Oh! Mr. Park, sir, he’s nothing to consider. I can wake up some of the other hybrids if you'd like?" The owner said, noticing where his attention had drifted. The owner was human just as Jimin, but something about him was strongly reminiscent of a weasel. "We have some very well behaved Main Coons and Labradors just down the hall. Domestics are perfect for first-time owners."

If anything, his vague dissuasion had Jimin only further interested in what, who, lied beyond this door. Visions of a grizzly the size of Namjoon or a pit viper more poisonous than Yoongi flashed before his eyes, and he felt the intrigue growing.

"Tell me about this one," He ordered, pointing a ringed finger toward the mysterious door number forty-three.

The owner squirmed, obviously not liking where the conversation was headed.

"He’s a mutt, sir. A dog with no distinguishing characteristics other than his hostility. He’s a biter and will never be rehomed because of it. A very bad boy all around. We're keeping him here until the President finally passes the bill to put down dangerous hybrids. Now, if you'd like me to wake up—"

Jimin was a man who enjoyed challenges, and being denied one so blatantly did not sit well with him, nor did the clear lack of a second chance this unnamed hybrid was given. Wasn't that this shelter's whole brand? So what if the mutt was vicious; wasn't it their job to train it out of him?

Besides, maybe Jimin could make do with a mean beast of a hybrid. Most of his dealings were.... Less than savory and not exactly above board, so perhaps a guard dog would be the perfect replacement for Hoseok. He'd grown tired of seeing his good friend laying his life on the line for him everyday.

"I want to see this one," he said, an air of finality in his voice.

This was the tone he used when making offers no one could refuse, and the owner seemed to realize that. He nodded without another word, pulling a set of keys from his belt and a small remote out of his pocket. As he began unlocking an unnerving amount of bolts, the owner passed the remote to Jimin.

"You can press the red button for three seconds if he tries to bite, Mr. Park. I advise against any sudden movements or close contact, and there shouldn't be a problem. Knock when you're ready to come out," he explained quickly, as if he was ready for Jimin to take a look at the mutt and move on to a real sale.

What a prick. If he wasn't inches from the nameless, faceless hybrid that had captured his attention by reputation alone, Jimin would've decked him. That was saying something: the CEO didn't like to get his hands dirty; his rings were too expensive to bloody up. As soon as the heavy metal door creaked open, Jimin couldn't resist going inside, curiosity at an all time high.

Whatever he was expecting, it wasn't this.

The owner had shut him in with the supposed wild beast, but Jimin merely felt like he was in Namjoon's bedroom. It was monk-like with no decor or personal items like he'd seen in other rooms, but books were stacked high against the wall. His eyes caught on a few titles atop the piles, and he was confused to see the most boring assortment of texts possible. It was as if the hybrid's collection was intentionally devoid of anything that could be pleasurable or stimulating.

Other than the books, there was only a single mattress on the floor, so flat it was barely inches from the ground. Atop the mattress was the supposed aggressive, hopeless, bloodthirsty biter.

Two furry ears flopped across a tangled mess of dark hair, just visible from where the majority of the hybrid was cocooned in one of the standard issue blankets he'd noticed in every room. Large doe eyes peeked out at Jimin from a gap in the fabric, and the dark pools were sadder than any he'd ever seen before. Something like alarm and fear swirled within them, and as Jimin stepped further into the room, the blanket tightened around the small form perched atop the mattress. He looked like a child, a pup, and a terrified one at that.

"Hello," Jimin said evenly, allowing a rare ounce of kindness to warm his tone.

The hybrid made no move to speak, and, acting on impulse, Jimin sat down directly on the floor. His Brioni suit trousers had never touched anything as grimy as the cold tile of this hybrid's cell, but the act of ease was one made instinctively. Perhaps the little thing wouldn't tremor so violently if he wasn't being towered over.

"My name is Park Jimin, and I'm looking for a friend to come home with me," he explained politely when the silence had stretched too long.

The smile on his face was a foreign thing, but he knew from his mother's cooing that it made him look much softer. So he simply beamed at the unidentifiable mass on the bed, refusing to speak another word until the hybrid did. His intentions had to become clear when the room grew uncomfortably silent and he didn't move to break it.

The hybrid shuffled slightly, peering down at him with mistrust and a little bit of what looked like awe. Finally, a very timid voice sung out from beneath the bundles of fabric.

"Bad dogs can’t have friends, sir," he said, the words spoken in such a way that Jimin knew he was repeating something he'd been told before, maybe many times. The hurt tenor in his voice sent a pang straight through Jimin's heart of ice.

Jimin got the sense that this puppy wanted a friend very, very much.

At this, the smile Jimin had painted on his face dimmed. Ever so gently, he asked, "And why do you think you're a bad dog, hm? You sound rather polite to me."

The hybrid's eyes left him for the first time, peering down shamefully at the floor. For a moment, Jimin thought he wouldn't answer. They both knew he had been told about the hybrid’s history of biting, but for some reason, Jimin wanted to hear it from the pup himself. Someone so quiet and shy couldn't be a vicious creature like he'd been made out to be. It just wasn't adding up.

"Only bad dogs bite their owners," the dog mumbled softly, hastily adding, "sir" to the end of his confession.

Surprise jolted through Jimin's chest as he realized tears were rapidly welling up in the puppy’s dark eyes. Living with the brand of a bad dog was killing him, that much was obvious. Jimin could practically hear his heart break as he spoke. The man's instincts were rarely wrong, and Jimin's were telling him that this hybrid was a very good boy indeed.

"Why did you bite your owner?" He asked softly, trying his best to avoid sounding judgmental.

Though most of his face was still covered, Jimin could hear the pout in his voice as he said, "He pressed the button too much, sir."

Jimin didn't understand until the hybrid’s eyes flicked at the remote loosely held between his fingers, looking away quickly after like the sight alone hurt him. Still, Jimin didn't know what his words or the remote meant. He said as much, and the pup hesitated for a very long time. Those big eyes looked over every inch of his face for a few stretched moments before apparently finding what he was hoping for. What it was, Jimin hadn't a clue.

Jimin had seen men get their brains blown out more times than he cared to think about, but nothing had ever disturbed him more than the sight revealed to him when the hybrid unraveled himself from the blanket. The fabric pooled around his hips to unveil an oversized jumper drowning tense shoulders and clenched fists, but what really got his attention was the heavy black collar fastened around the pup’s slender throat. Unlike the other collars he'd seen on hybrids, this one had a small box on the side, and Jimin assumed it was responsible for the violently red and purple ring burned into the hybrid’s pale skin.

Jimin dropped the remote like it burned his fingers, and the hybrid flinched at the sound of it clattering against the floor.

They'd put an electric shocking collar on this little puppy boy, a device that was rarely used for the most feral of predators. If Jimin were anyone else, he would be sick or maybe cry. But he was Park Jimin, and all he wanted to do was burn down the world. Maybe he would, after his hybrid was safely holed up in his penthouse suite, far from any danger that could ever befall him again. Yes, that sounded like a grand idea; coming home to the sweet pup after tearing apart everyone who had ever mistreated a defenseless thing like him.

"I think I see now," he said quietly, and he did. He saw it all quite clearly. "You've been very polite when speaking to me, and I can see it in your eyes that you're a good puppy. It's your previous owner who was bad, and the man who runs this shelter is bad, too. Is that right? I don't think you have it in you to be a bad dog, baby."

He was right, of course, and, almost in disbelief, the hybrid affirmed his words with an eager nod. His black ears flapped with the movement and Jimin was hopelessly endeared. More tears spilled down the pup’s cheeks as he looked at Jimin like he was an angel sent from heavens he'd almost started to believe weren't real. How could the sheltered hybrid know that sitting before him was the devil himself? But from the way this puppy boy regarded Jimin, nothing could make him believe the actual, ugly truth.

The longer he stared, those tears turned into tiny rivulets trickling down his red cheeks. Jimin fought the urge to wipe them away, suspecting that he’d never let the poor thing go when they finally touched.

"Do you want to come home with me? You'll never have to wear a collar like that again. All you'll have to do is be the good puppy I know you are," Jimin said softly, almost crooning at the hybrid. "I'll take the best care of you. You'll be so happy and safe, forever."

Jimin was saying the words quite clearly, but they were foreign in his voice. Never before had he spoken so warmly to anyone, let alone a hybrid he'd met minutes ago. The fury he felt at the realization of these circumstances had given way to something strange and much more terrifying. An overwhelming sense of affection had gripped his heart when the boy nodded so desperately at his first question. He'd been treated so poorly, so unfairly, and yet he could still look with eyes that twinkled like stars; he looked that way at Jimin.

Yes, Jimin was determined for this to work out, and he always got what he wanted.

"Yes, sir, please. Please wanna go with you," he answered so quietly it was a mere whisper. The response was nearly drowned out by the sound of dull thumping just behind him, and as Jimin stood, he saw the long black tail wagging with excitement. It nearly sent him back to the floor, knees threatening to give out.

Fondness for the sweet little thing warmed his body so genuinely that it came as a shock. In the span of one short conversation, this hybrid had melted the icy shield around his heart and wiggled his way in. If he didn't step outside to get a grip on himself right then, Jimin knew he would do something irrational like sweep the puppy into a hug and murmur promises of all the good things to come.

"Good. I'd like that very much," Jimin said sincerely, understating just how overwhelming his want was. "And no more calling me sir, please. I'm your Jiminie, and you're my good puppy. Do you have another name you want me to call you?”

The puppy wiggled a little bit at the praise and said shyly, “My name’s Jungkookie, b-but I like it lots when—when you call me ‘good puppy.’”

The admission sent a pretty pink blush rising up to the pup’s cheeks, and Jimin hummed in satisfaction.

“Well, good puppy, pick out your favorite books; we're going home."

Jimin's promises were golden and even more rare because he never broke them. The hybrid smiled so brightly it nearly stole his breath, the utter joy emanating from him so pure and all because of him. Yes, they would stay like this forever. He was sure of it.

The shelter owner had quaked earlier at Jimin's no nonsense tone, but this low, ever so calm register was the one he truly should be afraid of. When Jimin grew unnervingly quiet, it was because he was beside himself with rage. This was the side of him that ran Seoul's underground with an iron fist and empty conscience. This was the man who ordered death and destruction like it was Sunday brunch. As he stood in the disorganized clutter of Second Chance's main office, Jimin was moments away from doing just that.

"I don't give a fuck about your bullshit sealed history policy. You'll give me the name of her previous owner, and you'll do it right goddamn now before I really grow impatient. You're lucky I haven’t had your neck snapped for putting that ugly fucking shocking contraption on her," Jimin seethed, monstrous anger biting in every syllable.

The last time he’d been this angry, his gang had laid siege over every outfit south of the Han; it was the start of Park Jimin’s terrible reign. The owner seemed to realize then that he was in grave danger.

Jimin had lied, though. The owner was already dead, and he had been since the moment Jimin laid eyes on his pup in that atrocious collar. The only reason the owner still breathed was because he was the only one here to take care of the hybrids for the night. Hoseok was under orders to see him disposed of the minute employees arrived the next morning; he'd texted the situation to his enforcer right after leaving his pup. Hoseok sent question mark emojis at the delay in wiping out the man who had mistreated the hybrid, but Jimin had his reasons. The thought of other creatures like his sweet boy left all alone broke the heart Jimin just remembered he had, so the owner would live for a few more hours.

But there was no reality in which he went unpunished for locking that shock collar on Park Jimin’s hybrid.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, sir. I'll get the file now. You have to understand, he nearly took off three of his fingers. We had to use precautions. Please don't–"

Jimin turned before he finished, not wanting to waste another moment with the scum. As he left the office, he called over his shoulder for the man to deliver the file to his driver. Hoseok would get a good look at him then, the man he’d make disappear in a few short hours. It was a familiar dance for his head enforcer; there wasn’t a hit that Jimin fulfilled without Hoseok having a hand in it.

The walk back to door number forty-three was relatively short, but Jimin appreciated the moment of silence to process this night.

When he entered Second Chances, he had prepared to leave with a tough companion to share his life with. Now, for the first time in a long time, he couldn't think straight because of a pretty face with doe eyes that looked at him like he hung the moon and each star. The thought of coming home to a place that wasn't empty and soulless delighted him more than he cared to admit, and if the puppy kept up the clear admiration he felt for the man, Jimin knew the ache that had grown like mold in his chest these past few years would heal very quickly.

Jimin would be better than he was before with something as sweet as Jungkookie in his life. It felt like spring had arrived in earnest for Jimin after years of cold winter, the gentle caress of affection an unfamiliar and welcome sensation in his heart.

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hi!!! so here’s this… it’s a preview draft of one of the misc works I’ve had written for a long time and just decided to post. this is just the first part as sort of a drabble teaser… I’m going to post the full thing to ao3 eventually if y’all want to read the rest! lmk what you think via the message option.. I’m very curious 🙈

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tea-with-evan-and-me · 2 years ago

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Here’s my take on their very Toxic Relationship. And mind you I’ve been a fan of Evan since the movie “Sleepover.”

Now you know their relationship was toxic just by how she would use him for clout… I mean she wouldn’t actually mention him by name but you just knew that she was rubbing it in everyone’s faces and making it known that they were “together and happy and in love” blah blah blah. She used him constantly, and I guarantee if they have stayed together (if they’re broken up) if they would’ve gotten married 🤮🤮🤮 she would have half his money and spend on stupid shit…

I mean when they were together she would bitch and moan if she didn’t get her way and be super pissed off when he wouldn’t buy the things she wanted and of course he’d cave in and buy shit for her spoiled ass anyway. I mean one, she posted a video of them being “intimate” which is so messed up and wrong on so many levels. Like, this girl has the audacity to post something like that. Something like that should be their own private thing and not shared with the world , unless she’s a freaking porn star or something. (Ewww!)

You could tell that he was freaking miserable when he was around her. He looked so mentally and physically and emotionally exhausted and drained. He didn’t look like himself at all. And as toxic as his other relationships were, at least he somewhat looked happy while with them. I’m sorry, but if it’s true that they’ve broken up he’s better off and it better stay that way. Has anyone seen that video of him at a friends wedding? He was having fun, and he was all smiles and laughs. We haven’t seen that side of Evan in a long time. That’s how you know she was no good for him. And I’m pretty sure she knows that toll she had on him, but she clearly did not give a single F about his feelings. She only cared about herself.

I won’t go too far and say that she was abusive physically, but maybe verbally abusive? She maybe made him feel bad about himself??? Maybe she was messing with him mentally and made him feel bad for not getting her things. I want to see him happy and lately from pictures and videos from that wedding, he looked genuinely happy. Like he had this glow. Pictures of him while they were together he was barely smiling, and he looked drained. When he was with fans though, he looked genuinely happy. It didn’t help that he had to go and play Jeffery Dahmer.. and she obviously didn’t make it any better for him. The more money he would get, the more she was sure he would buy her super expensive crap.

okay, sorry for all of that. It just pisses me off that she made him so damn miserable and it was very noticeable. I love Evan and I hope that he can get away from all the negativity and toxicity that she brought into his life. To be perfectly honest, in my opinion he should seriously take a break from acting and take care of himself.

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anon has some thoughts on frannie 👀

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ramon-balaguer · 13 days ago

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I Disagree with President Trump on Helping Pay Off Debt Incurred by Sin Sick Lying Leftist Liberal Democrat Donkey Circus Corrupt Creepy Clowns’ Irresponsible Spending in their Party, Club or Cult…I mean, we Cannot Teach Dem By Enabling Dem and you Name the Democrats, Cities, States, Companies, Churches and Organizations ran by Democrats and at to root of their problems is money, either the Lack, Love and or Misspending, Overspending, Extended Credit Debt, and Taking From Peter to Pay Paul Syndrome, while Blaming Everyone But Demselves and Trying To Be Bailed By Anyone, Especially The Government and Taxing The Hell Out of Everyone, Especially Those Who Earned Themselves a Great Business and Wealthy Life‼️ 🤷‍♀️ So Yes, We Have To Help Each Other Out And Start Working Together To Reunite or Unite US But With Clear Messages and Lessons To Be Learned So Junk Won’t Repeat Itself❗️ 🧐🙏🇺🇸#REBTD😇

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lowlife4lifesposts · 1 year ago

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I guess you never really were my North Star? In my excitement of being in love with you I overlooked so many things like “who’s Matt”, our honeymoon, you never sharing your phone and always saying you’d give me the password but never doing it. The couch, the zero effort, the day you showed me the Washington property, you never buying me a gift or fulfilling any promises, the secret texting, never meeting any of your friends, the way you lit up talking about your exes, how they all abused you, not wanting me to go to Park City, your lack of effort and excitement about getting married, the narrative that you couldn’t veer from in the divorce, rehab, getting all the advice and doing the opposite, the zero participation, ignoring me constantly, not caring what I was up to, not caring what was wrong with me, not ever coming to be see me at work, never getting horny for me, gaining all that weight until your ex pops up, the conversation about “how fun it would be for you to screw your ex and how he wanted you to screw a bunch of other men and wouldn’t that be fun”, the secret past and your old email addresses, the odd non understandable work promotions, the segregating of your money, your purchases were cash and mine were financed, the whole surgery thing and staying in the hospital even though the doctor said to go home, the all of a sudden start calling twice a day to fight when you never called before, how you looked up the value of my panel truck out of the blue months before the divorce, the acting hysterical all those times, the false violent rape threat, selling my new shotgun the day after I left your moms, the marriage counseling sessions only about rehab, treating me like a stranger when we were together at the end, never wanting to do anything for me or with me, making me stay home from club activities and ignoring me. It’s just sad that I loved you and all you wanted was my money and some other guy saying sex was painful yet you could run to him immediately and I waited years without even a blow job. Why did I love you? Why did I trust you? Why did I defend and protect you, why did I believe you cared about me or wanted to be with me? I’m am a fool and you are ruthless and that is a really bad combination for the fool!

You got everything and you ruined me and my life. You made me pay for everything everyone else ever did to you and you ran back to them as soon as you made me pay their debit. I was ready to buy horses to spend more time with you and you couldn’t wait to get rid of me. You said you hated hearing me talk and what I had to say, you acted like I was out of bounds if I wanted a massage and you treated my money like it was your money and your body like you were married to someone else and I was a stranger hitting on you in a bar. You hated me being close to your parents and you hated me but wanted everything that I had. You caused me more pain and grief than everyone in my life before you you all together and called me a monster. I wished you never pretended to love or care about me but I did enjoy loving you and believing that you loved me made me happier than I’d ever been. But I was just fooling myself and you had me fooled completely. I’ll never try to love anyone again and I haven’t since we split, I’m just too stupid and gullible for relationships in this world and before I met you I could feel like I knew a little about love and being there for someone you loved but I don’t. I don’t know anything at all. You won, you beat me, I’m just pathetic like you said I believed in you, I believed in our love and I believed I had someone in this shitty world that I could trust and that would never intentionally cause me harm. I was wrong on all counts. Thanks for the education and thanks for destroying everything about me and stealing everything that I worked for, I didn’t need it, any of it and I didn’t need you or your fake love. You can have this piece of shit world with all of your deceitful friends and life and just use each other and lie about how enlightened and empathetic and self made you all are. I’ve got me and my dogs and a I’ve got my integrity and a love for nature and kind people that you can never take, you can’t take anymore from me and you have everything to lose and nobody that you can trust like you could trust me. So you enjoy the world that you couldn’t live without and enjoy my hard earned life that you took lock, stock and barrel but most of all enjoy knowing that there was one person who loved you completely warts and all and would have done anything for you and to protect you and would never cheat on you or knowingly harm you and you went at home with both barrels and a mountain of lies and fucked him out of his life and everything he held dear in the most ruthless and thorough way possible and he won’t ever be able to forget it even though he was so easily discarded and forgotten by you! Good fucking job you really showed that guy that loved you what a fool he was and made sure he couldn’t ever have the life that he had earned., thanks “Sweet Pea” I am in awe of your abilities!

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star2fishmeg · 2 years ago

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I mean if the inbox is open.... m-more Arata... plz.... ❗️ maybe like his s/o is so upset with him. No more redrum!! Come home!! >:(( and he scoffs like 'what are you gonna do about it.' And his s/o fights him over it. Like really going for it. Who thaught them this????

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Pairing: Arata Maekawa x f!reader

Summary: y/n can't take the hiding and secrecy anymore, she can't take the negligence and finally snaps

Warnings: toxic behaviour, violence, angst, neglect, swearing

Authors Notes: Apologies that this took ages, I started uni and its been wild, I haven't had much time to write!! I'm so sorry if it's short!

Request: above, thankie!!

She wasn't even sure if Arata still loved her anymore. All the years they were together it seemed like he loved Redrum more than anything else in the world. She understood his reasons, she offered to help but he was too stubborn to accept any of her generous offers, retorting that it was just pity rather than her pure kindness. Many of her harrowing nights spent alone in bed, waiting to hear the front door click close and then pretend to be asleep when he'd creep unsuspecting into the bedroom.

But there's always only so much agony you can take before the bucket overflows and that night was the most emotional torture she'd ever endured. Y/n sat at the dinner table, eating alone with the empty chair in front of her. She was used to this, giving up on cooking Arata dinner since he'd never be home to even smell it. She stabbed at her ramen, swirling it around the bowl, hand propping up her heavy head and elbow perched on the table. If she'd known she'd spend her night like this, she wouldn't have agreed to date Arata in the first place, why he even bothered confessing seemed like a waste on energy the older she got.

The door slammed shut earlier than usual, "I'm home!" Arata's quiet voice echoes through the apartment, his footsteps shuffling. Y/n didn't move nor speak, she just continued her sombre meal as he entered the kitchen, sitting in the seat opposite her for once. His eyes watched her every move, her avoidance for eye contact and truth be told she couldn't look at him and his bruised up face. "Is everything alright?" He mumbled, fiddling with the hem of his jacket. She didn't speak again, taking a mouthful of ramen instead. He should've been used to this silence, he'd leave before she woke and get home when she slept, but this purposely silent behaviour hit his heart harder than he'd ever expected. He knew he'd been negligent, distant and too focused on Redrum and his income but he needed that money desperately.

"Just lonely." She quipped, slurping the remains of her broth while his eyes bored into her actions. His stomach twisted at hearing her remark, but whether it was guilt or anger, he couldn't quite tell. "Since you're, y'know, working all the time these days."

"Babe, I know but I need this. I-" He started his reasoning like he did everytime, the almost whining before the eruption. His body leaning into the table as she pushed the bowl aside, folding her arms and watching him with an indifferent expression.

"I know. You need to 'pay some medical bills and selling Redrum is the quickest way to so. I promise once they're paid I'll stop-' yeah you've said. But I've already offered to help, just stop-" her lip quivered, "stop doing this! Stop selling, it's not going anywhere, Arata!" Forcefully pushing her chair back across the tiles with a painful screech, she grabbed her bowl, vigorously washing it with her back facing him. He wasn't going to see her cry, she wasn't going to let him see that.

"No! You don't understand how painful it is knowing someone you love is on the verge of death! I don't have long left so just leave it alone- hey! Are you listening to me?" Arata's voice rose into a yell, breaking in the contant frustration in her wishes for him. It wasn't the first argument they had about it, and it wouldn't be the last until he gave in and quit. Gripping her arms, he spun her around, trapping her between his body and the kitchen counter, noses almost touching with clenched jaws and veins pulsing.

Hands pushing him away harshly, she shoved past, sending him stumbling back and surprised at the strength, "Fuck off! All I do is listen to you, but do you listen to me? I love you! And you're on the verge of death, everything I do is for you but all you do is neglect me! Do you even love me?"

"Oh make it about you, always about you isn't it, y/n?" He retorted, following her, reaching out to grab her again. With all her pent up exhaustion, y/n swung around, landing a solid punch to his face, blood trickling from his nose almost immediately. The room fell silent, only the heavy breathing and sinister eye contact filling the air. He gulped, "When..when the fuck did you get so strong?" His voice was lower this time, more shocked then irritated. She'd always been a fighter though not proud, she didn't mean to hit him either.

She said nothing for a bit, scanning his face. "Arata Maekawa. I will nag and argue with you until you stop selling Redrum and let me help, but I do not want to and will not physically fight you again about it. You may grab me, manhandle me and scream at me all you want but I will not change my mind on this one thing: I love you, but I'm not sure you love me. You have one more chance before I have to let you go." Tears welled in the corners of her eyes, slowly falling while her chest rose and fell in her attempt to maintain her composure. Arata held his sleeve to his nose, eyes wide and glossy with the final confession. He just knew at that moment she had been holding it back for a while, she wouldn't have hit him if she had no reason. Perhaps it did knock sense into him, perhaps he realised it took him too long to notice the pain he was inflicting on someone who loved him with everything they had. His breath hitched, 'I have to let you go' rang through his ears like tinnitus.

"You...you mean that? Do you mean that, y/n?" He sobbed, vision becoming blurry with the stupid tears that fell uncontrollably from his eyes. The punch didn't even hurt anymore, but that sentence did. His heart pounded viciously, stomach dropping and nausea rising through his gut. Y/n just nodded slowly, failing to hold back her tears at the repeat of her own words.

"I don't want to...but you said you'd always be there for me...so what the fuck happened? Why weren't you fucking there?" Y/n's voice became barely audible, throat sore and hoarse from suppressing her emotions. She maintained her eye contact with him, praying he'd say anything at all.

Arata's knees buckled to the floor, bowing at her feet and wailing uncontrollably, "Please don't...don't leave me! I'm so sorry, I'll stop, I'll change, I'll take the final chance but I love you so fucking much, I'm fucking done, I'll let you help but please don't leave me! You're everything I have!"

Amongst her tears was a pang of joy that he didn't just walk out. Though she didn't say anything, the small smile on her lips felt warming. She crouched down for him, the feeling of her hands running through his bleached curls made him lift his head to meet her crying eyes and they smiled, as if what just happened never occurred at all.

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mossyythoughts · 3 years ago

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platonic genshin headcanons

yo yo yo

w/ diluc, venti and hu tao!

g/n reader ❤️

not spell checked whoops~

diluc

the biggest dad friend ever we love him <3

he definitely has told you to stop spending money on stupid shit but like shut the fuck up, look at this dog figurine that is just sitting there like a polite little boy 😒🙄

will NOT have you in his house doing stupid shit

“get down from that bookshelf.”

ughh he probably makes the best cookies

or the worst no in between 🙄

but my bets is he is a pretty decent cook 🧐

he would get on your ass if you ate raw dough though 😒 like bitch i’m hungry

ugh feel like he would be the type of person to be like “are you fr playing scary games at 4 am again…”

he WILL NOT comfort you either 🤬 like whore i’m scared to go to the bathroom by myself

doesn’t get scared about shit 🙄

until he does 😈

feel like he gets scared of things that could possibly happen

will watch ghost movies with you but cannot even fathom watching like a space movie or like idk natural disaster thriller movies

is that what they’re called AKDJSKDJ natural disaster thriller movies ?????

bitch is the type of person to fall asleep on you and crush you

like GET TF OFF OF ME ❗️❗️❗️🤬🤬🤬 🔪

i feel like you guys are the type of friends to watch stupid romcoms and just like AJSKSDJSJ LAUGH AT THEM

i feel like he would be such a cool person to hang around seems very sweet

but you suck diluc !! 👎🏾👎🏾

stop coming home i do NOT need c2 diluc 🙄🔪

venti

if you’re fine with it is gonna be the most touchy bitch in this whole bullet point list 😒👎🏾

gonna drag you to an ice cream parlor and then make you pay with his broke ass

whallop his sorry ass if he does

horrible fucking cook

dude literally tried to cook NORMAL EGGS and they looked like dog shit ⁉️

like venti.

get out

the amount of play fights you guys have gotten in

and you’ve won them all like a baddie 💞

fuck venti

snuck into your house once to try and use your easy bake oven

like bitch i oughta…

ugh is such a bitch about everything

will straight up whine and whine for the smallest thing

it’s fine though we love venti

he pays for it by giving you small gifts 😍🥰

like wow thanks venti for paying back my maxed out credit card with a four leaf clover ❗️❗️😍

he wouldn’t actually though he knows his limits

(smtimes)

IS THE MOST ANNOYING ASS BITCH DURING ONLINE GAMES THOUGH

play scary games with him 🥺

give that bitch nightmares ❗️❗️🤬

he gets scared at the smallest thing halloween is his favorite holiday 😍

threaten him!!! to not pay!!! for his!!! cosplays!!!

idk why but i feel like he would be a cosplayer

he looks good and stuff but like go away 🙄👎🏾

go PAY YOUR TAB 🤬🤬

come home next time your banner is here tho i wanna bully you by throwing you off a cliff!! 💞

hu tao

FUCK HU TAO 🤬🤬🤬🔪🔪🔪🔪❗️❗️❗️❗️

ugh is the type to like push you off a cliff

also the type to drive super fast in parking lots???

don’t know where that one came from

is the type to want to do tiktok trends w/ you

like that one where people were like… hiding out in walmarts? like behind toilet paper?

ugh LEAVE ME ALONG HU TAO IM TRYING TO SLEEP

is the type to repay your lost time with drinks 💞

you like energy drinks? here! you like coffee? yup, got one right here! soda? water? JUICE?

where tf do you keep getting these bitch 🤨

is def gonna come to you when the police are after her after she lit smth on fire…

like NO you can’t hide out in my house😨

SO FUNNY WHEN PLAYING HORROR GAMES

kinda reminds me of coryxkenshin 🧐

she would scream so hard and then just look blankly at her webcam

she always accidently pauses the game when she gets jumpscared 😭

LMAODHSJDJS SHES THE TYPE OF PERSON TO TALK SHIT ABOUT THE MONSTER AND THEN JUMP SO HARD WHEN IT COMES FOR HER 💀

she would be like

“and the ghost always stalks these halls, screaming out in agony for help. will you help them?”

“joe mama hahaha- nO NO STOP-“

luke bitch you asked for this shit 😐

gonna be so whiny too 🙅🏾‍♀️ like if you do NOT stop clinging onto my arm stfu

the type of person to fucking spit on someone if they made you upset tho <3

i got you one your rerun banner but you were giving me a run for my fucking money 😐 you kept me from thoma AND waited until 90 pity wtf… why the hell has thoma NOT come home yet…….

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yo first post- expect me to post a lot about venti he is my comfort character and he is super fun to make fun of considering the amount of anger i have festered from the fact that he didn’t wanna come home 😊😍 its fine tho, i was only wishing for him because i wanted to see the pretty colors even tho i wasn’t supposed to because i had been saving for klee for like idk SINCE JANUEARY 🤬 …i missed her first banner, and she is another comfort character 😔 it’s fine tho, she hits numbers 😋✌🏾

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your the only fanfic maker who is my go-to anytime i need anything like shitt bro. ok anywasy.

aage regressing reader..,…x michael…….

reader has like clothes at the bottom of their closet and michaels like ok weird whtever clean ur closet obozo and under it is just shoeboxes with fucking LEGOS AND STUFFED TOYS AND SHIZ 😋 michael dznt. know but WALKS IN DURING WREGERESS ❤️❤️❤️❤️‼️‼️‼️❗️❗️

ij you do this fic then ill love u more than i already do /p

( tbh i've never written anything like this before but as someone who's an age regressor I feel..weird writing this? it ain't out of my comfort zone but I hope u enjoy this!! [and no this just means i’ve never and i mean never wrote anything like this] )

[yes,i’m putting a TW in case people just don’t read, if age regression/little space makes you uncomfortable don’t read.]

- ima start of with headcannons then onto the fic!

so,michael is a calm dude when he first finds out..hell people gotta cope with life somehow and yours is just going into a space where you feel young again. tbh he’s also a great caregiver. he’s patient with you and tries his best to understand what you need and what will comfort you in the moment. he may even play with you if you asked him to.

he’s sweet about it!! if you ever end up regressing around him he’s happy you trust him enough to even do that type of stuff around him. he’s a calm person to be around so if you end up regressing around him he’s..just sweet.

but he’s also paranoid about it,yes he hates feeling like a ‘dad’ figure. (also making up for that,he enjoys when you call him mikey,,)

michael always buys you new things on his way to work or from work. you want a new plush? he’s gonna find one he hopes you like. he’s the same way with toys or simple things like blankets,clothes..(he’d always go for comfy clothes and blankets though,fuzzy blankets and loose clothes)

michael also won’t care to feed you,help you bathe..tbh he’s relaxed about it as i said. he’s always gonna see you as his amazing no matter what you do to cope or simply to feel comfortable. you’re his amazing s/o after all.

he enjoys drawing with you or putting legos together. he likes to draw you little drawings,always happy to see your smiling face as you ramble on about how much you love the drawing of a fluffy dog he did. he helps you build lego builds as a small activity to pass time plus he finds it enjoyable.

he also uses small nicknames for you such as ‘dear’ or ‘honeypie’ when you’re in little space. he’s always so sweet to you plus he enjoys how you always use silly nicknames for him but his favorite is when you call him ‘mikey’ or ‘mike’.

as i said before,he won’t care to feed or bathe you. if you’re very picky about food he’d ask you if you’d like to join him at the store so you could pick out the things you like or even the bathing products you prefer. tbh he spends all his money on you but he’s happy-

michael had been helping you clean up your room since you had asked him to,considering it was his day off he agreed to it..he had nothing better to do after all. he had moved onto your closet and once finding the stuffed toys and toys in general,he didn’t think much of it. he’s an adult and he has plenty of them shoved in his closet from childhood so he assumed that till you told him. once you started to tear up over explaining it to him he wrapped his arms around you. “y/n,i really don’t care what you do..love,i’d rather you be comfortable in your own skin and not stressed. now,how about we sort out all these toys,yeah?” you nodded to his question,sitting down with him. as you two sorted out the stuffed animals you always told michael the names you gave them which made him smile softly..as much as he hated plushies due to his childhood it’s nice seeing you happy again.

#fnaf x reader #michael afton x reader #michael afton #michael x reader #tw little space #tbh im worried this isn't good enough cuz i got a lil lazy with it #i did get more lazy on the fic tho..i feel bad about that-

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punkpandapatrixk · 3 years ago

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February Energy Report 🐞🐍⛲🐝ALL SIGNS

With the elements/signs of the zodiac, you can freely use your Sun, Moon, Rising/Ascendant, or even your Stellium (❗️)

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The XIV Temperance Rx. Maybe... it's because this month starts in the Aquarius season... The whole energy is about breakthrough, about being confident in your Life's Purpose (provided you know it), and about not conforming to conventions.

Being rebellious doesn't necessarily have to associate with being unruly or angry or violent. As long as you keep to your studies and continue to improve yourself in the fields you're interested in (guided by your Soul), you should gain more confidence in following your own path. Even if the whole world were against it.

Contemplation for 🐞Aries Leo Sagittarius

Love - 10 of Wands

This month is literally all about Love for Fire Signs. Maybe you've had to work really hard at self-love. Things involving learning to respect and prioritise yourself and such. You're finally feeling like that bitch again. Your mental burdens are lightening up. Whatever happens, don't let another person ruin this for you!

Study/Career - 6 of Wands Rx

Whatever you do, don't think in terms of glory, recognition, and praise. Do it for yourself and because you see value in learning it. You'll be so much happier that way when everything's said and done. Only you know your path and the reasons behind your ambitions. Make personal satisfaction your main driving force.

Finance - 4 of Engines Rx

Scenario 1: rest or holiday is over and it's time to get back to work. Hopefully you're refreshed and more inspired this time. Money will take care of itself when your energy levels are healthy. Just focus on what needs to be done that's in front of you.

Scenario 2: money may be tight this month, so you aren't really able to spend extravagantly. Instead, you need to really figure out how to work not-so-hard but still manage to make ends meet. Be gentle with yourself and hang in there~

Mind Magick Transmutation🔻👻

Overall, with the Priestess of Love here, I'm seeing this is a wonderful month for Fire Signs. Like basically, regardless of any challenges, you'll still have an easy-er time and that's actually due to your own hard work. You've developed yourself enough to really love, respect, and appreciate your sheer existence.

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Contemplation for 🐍Taurus Virgo Capricorn

Love - Ace of Cups

Scenario 1: Ooh~ look who's receiving a clarity of Love? This newfound sense of self-love and prioritising yourself? Here's only the beginning but you'll do great. Trust that. Nothing can stop you from loving yourself now.

Scenario 2: You could be receiving an offer of love, whether romantic or in friendship—even something involving an older person. But be wary as you must learn to discern people's intentions. The vibe reveals all. Trust your gut instinct. If it's good, it's good. If it's bad, don't risk it.

Study/Career - Page of Wands

Funny enough, a bunch of you will be studying about Love hahahah About what it means to love and be loved unconditionally. I think it's something to do with your emotional wellness overall. One day, the clarity you've gained from all of these life lessons will prove useful as a navigational tool when it comes to building relations with other people, whether personally or professionally.

Finance - XI Justice

There's something challenging but at the same time empowering about your money-making ability this month. Something may occur that lets you see the reality of your workplace or environment. Then, it's just a matter of whether or not you're strong enough to stand your ground and stick to maintaining your mental health. Hands down. Simple as that.

Mind Magick Transmutation🔻👻

This world is full of temptations. But do you know what's the most dangerous of them all? The sparkly distractions that were taught to us as important, desirable, valuable, when it reality they're totally pointless and bad for our health. Especially mental and spiritual health in this case. Earth Signs are unfortunately super strong and powerful when it comes to blindly following convention. Like an ambitious bull chasing after the red flag. But that gets you killed. Only after being played around with by the mata-fucking-dor.

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Contemplation for ⛲Gemini Libra Aquarius

Love - 9 of Pentacles Rx

Don't be afraid of letting go. Holding on to something dangerous risks your own mental stability in this case. Maybe it's not such a bad idea to learn to be independent and satisfied with the love you can give yourself. Only after purifying yourself can you become a magnet for romance that's of a higher spiritual nature. The work will pay off. Don't be afraid.

Study/Career - 8 of Cups

Sounds like a repetitive message, but here's also confirming the need for such a learning. Don't be afraid of moving on. You associate moving on to a better place with loss. As long as you keep to this kind of mindset you will always see self-development as scary and burdensome. There will always be better on the horizon. Trust the benevolence of the Cosmos~

Finance - XIX The Sun Rx

Scenario 1: If you do decide to make real changes in your life, there's a possibility of money or stability getting rocked. I think you know this, which explains the fear. But this is The Sun, although in reverse. Essentially, this energy is like fighting the dragon to get the treasure. It may be difficult, super difficult, and much time may be needed for all kinds of preps. But if you prep well and subsequently defeat the dragon, the treasure is yours.

Scenario 2: This will be the time you realise that holding on to whatever situation you're thinking of is not very fruitful, if at all. Very likely, you're gonna realise just how unhappy you've been. Then, it's just a question of whether or not you're willing to turn The Sun Rx around. Since this is a major arcana, attempting it might require herculean strength. But who's to say it's impossible?

Mind Magick Transmutation🔻👻

-Priestess of Intellect for Air Signs? Really, my Spirit Guides are lacking creativity😅-

This month is about getting clear with your place in the world. Of course, there are many different people out there with dominant Air Signs and not everybody thinks alike, but if you're interested in this kind of content, you must be spiritual to a degree, right? Maybe it's high time you learnt to be okay with going against the flow of society and find your own voice amidst the noises of societal expectations and norms.

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Contemplation for 🐝Cancer Scorpio Pisces

Love - 7 of Wands

Please contemplate this: is a relationship in which you have to fight for standing your ground, or fight to keep it from breaking apart because the other person isn't holding up, really worth all the mental exhaustion? Only you can answer this as everybody's list of priorities differs from one another.

Even if you're single, you need to contemplate this so as to maintain (or change) your vibrational state. My best advice is: don't tolerate other people's bad behaviours or lack of effort just because you love them.

Study/Career - Ace of Pentacles

I'm thinking of a couple of memes with this energy:

1. Don't make boyfriends; make money instead. 2. Me sleeping peacefully knowing nobody's cheating on my ass (picture of a girl sleeping on a pillow of cash).

Get to build your future on your own! Don't be hesitant to make the solo effort from now. Nobody in this world can save you but yourself. Nobody else is gonna realise your dreams if your hands aren't involved. Start now and remain focused until you achieve your goals. It's your Life. Do whatever you want!

Finance - 5 of Cups Rx

You're turning the tide. The energies are here to support you, but you need to make the real efforts as well. Maybe you've had some losses recently, but things are turning around for the better, so get a hold of this energy and don't even look back anymore! Focus on what's ahead and make use of your talents the best you can~

Mind Magick Transmutation🔻👻

Whatever it is you've been working towards, trust you will get there. Patience is still required at this stage, but you're aiming for something big, right? Rome wasn't built in a day. The most important thing to focus on right now is the foundation of your emotional wellbeing. Powerful magicians are those who are in control of themselves. Gandalf the Grey is not even at the same level as Gandalf the White. He had to sacrifice a lot to finally become that amazing, wise and calm (somewhat) teacher for others.

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