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Iâm sorry to come to you like this since you probably wanted someone to come in for a reason for hope but Iâm freaking out and have no one to talk to about this rn. A music artist I follow put this stuff in their story on instagram..how are things getting better??? Iâm so confused and scared. Iâm terrified to be alive. I shouldâve died in election night. Idk if I can do this anymore. I donât want the world to end nor live in an apocalypse/dystopia. I canât do this. Iâm not strong enough. Iâm going to die before I even reach the age of 25 or 30 instead of dying of old ageđ„đ„đ„đ„đ„
First, breathe.
Second:
Go read these links. Keep going down the list until you feel better:
Read:
this article* on why the doomers are wrong
everything in Fix the News's awesome year-end roundup* of good news
everything in my masterpost on why we're going to beat climate change
everything from my masterpost on net negative carbon emissions
everything in Fix the News's archives, until you feel better
*it's a fantastic article in many ways but warning for (brief but serious) fatphobia and some annoying Western-centrism. Warning for fatphobia also applies to (one point on the) Fix the News roundup.
You should not have died on election night. Absolutely not. Yes, there are great injustices in the world. But this too shall pass. Literally everything does.
Some notes:
This isn't the end of the world. It's not about to be an apocalypse. And, if the world wasn't a dystopia when half of all people died before the age of 15 (aka all of history until the past 250 years), it's definitely not a dystopia now, imho. (x, x)
Literally every single week on Fix the News, I see the news that some country has ended some disease! Usually I see multiple stories about that each week! We're making real progress that has saved billions of lives!
In 1900, 120 years ago, there were 5 full liberal democracies in the entire world. Now, about 97 countries (out of approximately 195, depending on how you count) are democracies. That's almost half the countries in the world! This is actually, writ large, a time of massive expansion of human rights, hard as it is to believe from looking at the news. (x, x)
Also Imho the most likely explanation to the Fermi Paradox is that we're only 0.13% of the way through expected lifespan of the universe (x, x). Very little time for life to evolve, comparatively.
Finally:
Unfollow this person. Unfollow everyone who posts something that makes you feel suicidal - literally and ongoingly, every time you see a post that makes you spiral, immediately unfollow that person.
It's not about sticking your head in the sand. If you want, you can calendar time to check ACTUAL news sources (NOT social media) a couple times a week to make sure you're staying up on things.
But you know what? The number one priority is keeping yourself alive.
How are things actually getting better? To quote the first article I linked:
"I could tell you that a little more than 200 years ago, nearly half of all children born died before they reached their 15th birthday, and that today itâs less than 5 percent globally. I could tell you that in pre-industrial times, starvation was a constant specter and life expectancy was in the 30s at best. I could tell you that at the dawn of the 19th century, barely more than one person in 10 was literate, while today that ratio has been nearly reversed. I could tell you that today is, on average, the best time to be alive in human history."
Stay alive. And do what you need to do to keep yourself that way.
#strawberryraviegutz#ask#cw suicidal ideation#life#hope#hope for humanity#hope posting#us politics#uh very sincere apologies if you wanted me to answer this privately
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Unsolved
Pairing: charles leclerc x podcaster!reader
summary: when charles admits to listening to unsolved, Ferrari take it upon themselves to play matchmaker
a/n: Hope everyone has a good 2025!
a/n2: I made up all of these murders and mysteries. My bad if theyâre actually real
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scuderiaferrari: Carlos and Charles took the stage today to answer fansâ questions!
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user1: god do they look good
âłuser2: i knnnnnoooowwwww
âłuser1: gnawing at the bars of my enclosure right now ngl
user3: loved the little baking lesson that Carlos had going on there at one point
âłuser4: god can we get charles to take notes???
âłarthur_leclerc: it wouldnât help
âłcharles_leclerc: stop lying! I can cook
âłarthur_leclerc: you canât
âłuser4: we saw that pasta videoâŠunless youâve gotten vastly better no you canât
user5: my big surprise takeaway was that charles also listens to unsolved? He seems like that would be too scary for him tbh
âłuser6: listen that man has been in Ferrari for years now
âłuser6: listen to the horrors? No no no. He lives with them. He is them
âłuser7: alrighty there Mr. Philosophy. Chill
user8: ok but did you see his blush when they asked why he liked unsolved?
âłuser9: YES! I think the mans likes the podcaster, not the podcast!
âłuser8: can you blame him? Theyâre hot af
user10: ok but i feel like this is the start of a meet cute? liked by charles_leclerc, yourprivate
âłuser10: did??? Did Charles just like my comment???
âłarthur_leclerc: đđđđ
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unsolved: Letâs talk death and disappearances this month â three cases spread across 3 states and 3 decades that have never been solved that starts and ends in Boston! Lisa Miller, âŠmore
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user11: chillingâŠ
user12: ok but why do they match so wellâŠdid you just somehow connect these 3 murders?
user13: damn do the fbi need to hire you. liked by the fbi
âłuser13: wait what???
maxverstappen1: good stuff đđ»
âłuser14: what in the earth is this crossover???
âłuser15: vroom vroom guys listen to murder mystery podcast??
âłcharles_leclerc: NO. NO WE DONT
âłunsolved: shame đ
âłcharles_leclerc: no wait wait wait. I DO! They donât.
âłpierregasly: đđ
âłuser16: what in the worldâŠ
oscarpiastri: interesting, interestingâŠ
âłcharles_leclerc: SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP
âłoscarpiastri: thatâs no way to speak to your sonâŠ
âłuser17: what is going on in the House of Commons???
âłunsolved: thatâs what we would like to know as wellâŠ
âłcharles_leclerc: ABSOLUTELY NOTHING IS HAPPENIGN!!
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scuderiaferrari: COTA here we comeâŠwith a mysterious guest!
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user18: OH MY GOD did they really invite the unsolved podcaster Charles has been not so secretly thirsting over???
âłuser19: they did! I bet itâs gonna be a really interesting raceâŠ
charles_leclerc: we look forward to seeing you!
âłuser20: how long did it take you to type that out and not completely freak??
âłarthur_leclerc: longer than you think possible!
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âłcarlossainz55: his face was redder then our cars
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âłpierregasly: I was fielding panicked calls all day. You have no idea
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âłmaxverstappen1: I just took his phone and did it for him đ
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user21: my fingers are crossed. I am sat. Please please please give us a good episode of unsolved with Charles and Carlos. You donât understand my NEED for this to happen
âłuser21: god Iâm just imaging something like their prison episode from 2 years ago? Like spooky and creepy to the extreme!
âłuser22: sorry but can you explain? Iâm new to unsolved and am working backwards!
âłuser21: of course! So about 2/2.5 years ago the unsolved crew camped out in a decommissioned prison with a ghost hunter group (I forgot their name sorry!)
âłuser21: while the hunters were, you know, searching for ghosts, the unsolved crew were doing an in-depth study on all the creepy and dangerous murders that happened in the prison!
âłuser21: it was a really fun crossover episode!
âłuser22: oh! Thatâs so cool! And austion has some pretty haunted places â maybe theyâll do it again here!
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[COTA here I come!] [beautiful!] [The setting for tonight!]
user23 replied Iâm so excited!
scuderiaferrari replied glad to see you on the way!
âłunsolved thanks for setting this up!
âłunsolved Iâm very excited!
user24 replied oh my god thatâs such a pretty photo!
user25 replied go get your man
âłunsolved whaat??
âłuser25 oh my god you donât know??
âłunsolved ???
âłuser25 oh this is gonna be funny af
scuderiaferrari replied âŠyouâll have both our drivers back in one piece right??
âłunsolved of course!
charles_leclerc replied thatâsâŠthatâs where we are staying??
âłunsolved yup!
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unsolved: only 1 driver was hurt in the making of this video and his name wasâŠJasper White! Thanks to scuderiaferrari for loaning us their drivers to make this amazing video that took a long look at some of the most haunting deaths in this local Austin landmark! And thanks to the Spirit Sleuths for helping us out last night!
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user26: spookyâŠ
âłuser27: it feels unreal that there were so many deaths in one place in such quick successionâŠ
oscarpiastri: glad to see you made it though the night
âłcharles_leclerc: of course I did! There was no problems whatsoever
âłunsolved: Iâm pretty sure I have a couple of hours of video that show you screaming and clutching at me to prove that wrongâŠ
âłcharles_leclerc: you donât âșïžâșïžâșïž
âłmaxverstappen1: ohhh share?
âłunsolved: thatâs no footage I guess
âłpierregasly: shame
âłcharles_leclerc: thank you đ
âłuser19: hmmmmm user53??
âłuser53: i see it. I see it
arthur_leclerc: ok but how many drivers were screaming???
âłunsolved: all of them!
âłcharles_leclerc: no! Just 1 đ„čđ„č
âłunsolved: sorry just one!
âłcarlossainz55: compañero?
âłcharles_leclerc: just 1!!!
âłunsolved: sorry đ€
âłuser19: hmmmmm
âłuser53: adding it to the folder now
user28: that was such a fun episode!
âłspiritsleuths: just wait for our cut of the night!
âłuser28: Iâm sitting. Iâm sat. Iâm ready.
sebastionvettel: never thought Iâd see the day after that incident in 2019
âłlandonorris: share!
âłoscarpiastri: donât you mean the inchident
âłmaxverstappen1: another inchident??
âłcarlossainz55: it was for a love interest
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âłcharles_leclerc: this time it wonât be just an inchident
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scuderiaferrari: And thatâs our COTA winner Charles Leclerc!
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yourprivate: Where's the trophy? He just comes running over to me
âłcharles_leclerc: who are we to fight the alchemy?
user29: man he moves fast
âłcharles_leclerc: very fast!
âłcharles_leclerc: not letting this chance escape me!
âłuser29: oh my god im so jealous right now
âłyourprivate: đ€đ€đ€
carlossainz55: congrats mate!
âłcharles_leclerc: you too!
âłcharles_leclerc: for both reasons!!
âłcarlossainz55: shush!
âłuser30: oh??? user19, user53???
âłuser19: âŠIâm on it
âłuser53: Iâll start the coffee
âłuser31: COFFEE??!?? ARE YOU GUYS TOGETHER???????
âłuser53:WHAT NO? AHAT? SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP
âłuser19: I DONT KNOW AHAT YOURE TAKKING ABOU AHAHAHA
âłuser32: user19 user53 act normal challenge â failed
pierregasly: thank god. Now stop texting me asking how to ask them out
âłcharles_leclerc: stop. talking.
âłyourprivate: awww were you nervous?
âłpierregasly: if nervous includes texting me over 200 times in an hour with different pick up lines and selfies asking how his hair and outfit looked?
âłpierregasly: yes
âłcharles_leclerc: im going to run you over đ
âłscuderiaferrari: you canât actually say that Charles!
âłcharles_leclerc: for legal reasons this was (not) a joke
âłcharles_leclerc: đđđ
âłpierregasly: âŠI donât like that emoji calmar
âłcharles_leclerc: đđđđđđđđđđ
user33: the way he sprinted over to herâŠ
âłuser34: I have NEVER been so jealous as I am right now
âłyourprivate: ehehehehehe
âłuser34: ok no need to rub it our faces
âłyourprivate: why wouldnât I?
âłcharles_leclerc: đ„°đ„°đ„°đ„°
âłyourprivate: đđđđâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
âłuser34: right in front of my salad???
user35: wow that highway is calling my name tonightâŠ
âłuser36: sleepover!
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okay, so i had camgirl!reader x vi in my mind so i decided to write a little something...i couldn't resist!!
camgirl!reader x vi
"Hey, can you loan me like five dollars?" Jinx asks, hand already held out to receive what she's asked for. Vi stares at it with a raised brow before pushing it away.
"No," she replies, rolling her eyes when Jinx gasps in feigned shock.
"No?" she questions with enough dramatics to win an Oscar. "To your own sister? Your own flesh and blood?"
"Yeah," Vi says, unaffected by the being that is Jinx. "I don't have the money to spare today. If you really need it, why not ask Ekko?"
Jinx pouts. "Because he's gonna give it to me and I like to fight for it," she says. "Besides, you never not give me money. Yeah, you'll bitch about it, but you're usually reaching into your wallet while doing that." She reaches out to flick Vi's forehead, easily dodging when Vi swats her hand away. "So what gives?"
"It's nothing," Vi stresses; expect it isn't nothing.
It's actually a lot of something.
Vi isn't one to shy away from admitting that she's broke.
If she is, she'll tell you because why hide the struggle that 99.99% of people go through every day?
No, she isn't shy about that.
However, she is shy about admitting why she's broke because it'll make her sound stupid and borderline obsessive.
Which she is, but that's something she'd like to keep to herself until the end of the time.
That the reason she's broke is because of a camgirl she discovered over a month ago and has her gripped by her metaphorical balls.
But it's not her fault that you're so pretty with your cute laugh, gorgeous smile and moans that resemble siren calls. Or that every time she sees you pleasure yourself, she loses a few more brain cells and oh no, her wallet's open again.
It's also not her fault that she feels this need to look after you and to give you everything you desire. Whether it be from your Amazon wishlist or some extra cash because you said, in passing, that you felt like ordering take-out for dinner. It makes her feel as if she's there for you, that she's providing for you.
Even if it's in some fucked up parasocial way.
So.
"I have bills to pay," Vi settles on, ignoring the suspicious look Jinx gives her. "Not all of us can live with our boyfriends rent and bill free."
"He insists I don't pay!" Jinx argues. "Every time I try to suggest it, he tells me not to worry about it." She pauses. "He also buys me gifts and stuff...is Ekko my sugar daddy?"
Vi nearly chokes as Jinx continues rambling about how Ekko could have turned her into a sugar baby.
But that's fine.
Better that than her younger sister discovering that she's spending her cost of living on a pretty girl on the internet.
Jinx would never let her live it down.
#vi x reader#vi x you#vi x y/n#arcane x reader#arcane x you#arcane au#arcane#arcane league of legends#arcane fanfic#kismet writes â~#my writing#camgirl!au
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Hey :) Iâm just now getting into enhypen, so tell me, what do you think theyâre like in bed?
haiiii srry i took so long to complete this but nonetheless i hope you still like it !! i only did hyung line so i hope thatâs okie </3 kinda went a little overboard and started yapping tew much in this one lol oopsies..
pair: hyung line ă
f!reader | warnings: smut, d/s dynamics, oral (m + f. rec), fingering, praise/degradation, c.ckwarming, p in v, a bunch of other nasty stuff i donât feel like typing out lmfao
heeseung
donât even get me started with this man omfg.. like heâs a literal sex godâŠ
whether it be from his fingers, his mouth, or his dick heâs gonna make sure that you cum first always
will rip orgasm after orgasm out of you like itâs nothing, not stopping until youâre a whining, convulsing mess under him, smirking with utmost pride from how good heâs made you feel
he lowkey strikes me as someone with a high sex drive so i feel like the minimum rounds youâd be going on the daily is AT LEAST 3 (though sometimes that still isnât enough for him), he not giving that pussy a break i fear..
feel like heâd also be very into body worship, just completely and utterly devoted to pleasing every inch of you, taking his sweet time to savor all of you as if itâs his last time heâll ever get to fuck youâ your body is a work of art to him so heâll treat it as such !
is obsessed with marking you, like thereâs just something about leaving hickies in places where only you two can see privately <3
loves fucking you in missionary so he can see your pretty, fucked out faceâ but is also a huge fan of doggie âcause he likes to spank your ass from time to time hehe
the way you feel around his cock, clamping around him with every thrust, has him moaning so much that he has to bite down on your shoulder to control himself ;(
will run slow circles at your clit with his thumb, other hand holding himself up to look at the way your face changes with pleasure
gets so horny for you and the way you repeat everything he says back to him as if youâre nothing but a dumb fuckdoll for him to use.. >~<
when heâs chasing his own high, his moans just get louder and louder, harmonizing with yours until heâs painting your insides with strings of white, quickly pulling out to watch his cum dripping out of you, admiring the beautiful mess heâs made of you âĄïž
jay
heâs the type of partner that would be sooo sweet and attentive and patient with you, like it doesnât matter to him at all if youâre experienced or not; if anything heâd prefer to teach you new things !! (corruption kink goes craaazy)
he seems like heâd be more into passionate lovemaking rather than just pure fucking, just always treating you like the princess you deserve to be treated <3
loves the build up that leads up before you two actually get into it, like the heavy breathing in between slow, passionate kisses, pulling you in closer to him as youâre slowly grinding on him and the pauses to catch each otherâs breaths just makes his brain short circuit đŁ
is always telling you how pretty you look like while taking his cock, heâll never ever get tired of the view of you on your knees for him as youâre sucking him off or while heâs fucking you in all kinds of different positions
i feel like heâs more soft dom leaning but i could also see him being a little mean sometimes, he knows how much you like it when he degrades you and tells you how much of a slut you are (only for him tho ofc)
is defff the type who talks you through it ><
pays close attention to your facial expressions and brushes your hair out of your face while kissing your lips every now and then, just needs to fill you up completely while he kisses you so gently in contrast to the hard and deep strokes heâs giving you. one hand on the side of your face, soothing you sweetly with each touch and the other hand playing with your tits
the way your walls flutter around him makes him feel dizzy, especially how youâre moaning as he fucks you nice and slow, praising you for taking it all so well. his good girl :(
would also be a big fan of cockwarming
idk why but i can just imagine you two chilling like thatâ you getting used to the feel of him inside of you while making out for a while, jay bringing his thumb down to rub your clit in slow, lazy circles
when you pull back to look at where you both connect together, you moan and he grabs your chin softly for you to look at him, finding your furrowed brows and fucked out expression so stinking cute !!
jake
THE BIGGEST WHORE OMG
like heâs such a freak but only when it comes to you, heâll literally do anything you asked him to
in the beginning stages he would probs be a little shy at first, heâd be so gentle and delicate with you, kissing you sweetly as he inches himself slowly into you..
itâs like this for the first few times you slept together, taking his sweet time until youâd be able to take him with ease, and then the flip would switchâ heâll get a little more rough with you, calling you a dirty girl for him and how much youâre enjoying it
also strikes me as someone with a high libido, like heâs horny twenty four sevennnn, heâll wanna fuck you any and everywhere
he hates condoms, he would literally rather die than to use one. is always begging to hit it raw each and everytime you guys fuck, he pinky promises that heâll pull out !! (which only works about 60% of the time ..)
always always always wants to eat you out, he just canât help himself heâs addicted to the way you taste, its like a drug to him. heâll just randomly ask you out of nowhere if you wanna sit on his face and you allow him to do whatever his horny brain likes, plus with a face that pretty how could you not wanna ride it ???
this leads me to thinking about pussydrunk jake whoâs so immersed in eating you out and fixated on your own pleasure, he could do it out for hours with absolutely no complaints on his end. it turns him on so much knowing how good heâs making you feel, he almost cums in his pants just from this alone..
i will say this time and time again, jake is very into recording during sex, he likes to record himself eating you out or fucking you, making sure the camera is super close up to capture all the little details; heâs built up quite the collection in his camera roll so far
is always so vocal in the videos, maybe even more than you tbh. heâd be asking you over and over if you like that and how bad you want his cock, he literally never shuts up. he gets a bit more intense when the cameras rolling, loving that youâre into it just as much as he is; youâre his little pornstar <3
sunghoon
i may be biased as hell but honestly i think heâs the biggest freak out of them all, like heâs the type who treats you like royalty when in public but in private ?? yeah, thatâs a completely different story..
he just really really likes to fuck. morning sex, middle of the night sex, shower sex, phone sex, you name it. heâs literally down for everythinggg
feel like heâd also be very into corruption, slowly turning you into a sex obsessed freak just like him !! (twinsies)
will not give you what you want unless you beg for it. he likes when you use your words and tell him exactly what you need, if you want it that desperately then youâre gonna have to work for it, and you most certainly will
finds it endearing how much you squirm around and get all whiny as heâs fingering you, humiliating you when you canât take it âcause how will you be able to take him if you canât even take this small thing ??
heâd pitifully look at you as youâre stuffed full of his fingers, squeezing your cheeks together hard when you pout because youâll take what heâs giving you and be grateful for it. idk itâs just very sexyâ the contrast between his attitude when heâs training you in comparison to the real thing >_<
is a sucker for those cute innocent doe eyes you give him as youâre taking him down your throat, the sounds you make while choking around his thick cock, makes him so incredibly hard. he wants to use your mouth like a toyâ his toy, until youâre a crying mess and feeds you with his cum <33
fucks.you.soooo.dumb
he eases into you ever so slowly, already too far gone as he feels warm walls hugging his cock, it has him moaning and throwing his head back in relief, and once heâs fully settled in, he will not be holding back
lots and lots of dirty talk !! will say the filthiest things to you in your ear all while pounding you from behind, you can barely even comprehend all of what heâs saying to you because of your fucked out state, all you can do is moan and repeat his name over and over in response
also loves it when you ride him, the way youâre bouncing on his cock and giving him the view of a lifetime, heâs never felt so desperate to cum before, groaning loudly as he feels you clench and unclench around him, milking him of all his cum
the aftercare is always so lovely and soft with him. heâd be acting like he didnât just fuck you into a whole other dimension lol
idk, all i know is that i need hoon so badly.. yâall it ainât even funny anymore :\
#enhypen smut#enhypen x reader#enhypen hard thoughts#enhypen hard hours#enhypen headcanons#enha smut#heeseung smut#jay smut#jake smut#sunghoon smut
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heyyy can i request angst with drew, maybe they had a fight (totally a misunderstanding bc yk how we get when weâre on our period đ) and he was just really mean to her, she feels real bad abt and later he apologizes plss đ
love your writing!!!
apologies in the after math ⯠DREW STARKEY
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summary its the time of month and you get overstimulated easily. drew and you have a little argument that leads you two for not talking for a bit till he comes into your shared room.
warning(s) being on your period, crying, arguing, cussing.
You started your period yesterday and have not been in the best. Your mood swings vary every single time during your periodâŻdonât know what mood youâll be. You've been lying on the heating pad since four in the morningâŻYou're going through it now.Â
The cloudy weather makes you feel peaceful, and you're snuggled up on the couch, watching movies to distract yourself from the cramps. This is your typical routine on your period because you donât have a lot of energy to do anything in the very beginning.
Drew left the gym around seven in the morning and was heading home. He went with Chase, one of his Outer Banks castmates. He texted you that he was only around the corner from the house.
Drew came to the house, put his stuff down, stepped into the living room, kissed you on the cheek, and asked if you wanted to join him in the shower to ease your cramps.
"Come with me, baby; it will feel good," Drew encourages, kneeling in front of you and leaning forward, reaching, softly caressing your lower back.
Drew does everything he can to ensure your well-being during your period. He despised seeing you in pain and discomfort. He secretly brought you coffee, donuts, and your favorite flowers the last time you were on your period. He also respects your boundaries.
"I don't see why not," you shrugged, removing the blanket from your body and folding it before following Drew down the hall to your shared bathroom.Â
A few hours go by, you are in one of your negative mood swings. You woke up from an hour nap. Drew and you had a fightâŻthe fight began over something pointless. Of course it did. Drew had left his shoes in the middle of the hallway yet again, and as you stumbled over them, something inside you cracked.Â
Drew casually dismissed your aggravation with a lazy, "Relax, it's just shoes," lightly chuckling, and you let out a rush of pent-up frustration.
"You're always doing this, Drew! You have no regard for anyone else's space or time. It's like, "Geez, are you even trying?"
His jaw tensed as he put down the drink he was holding. "Are you serious right now?" His tone was cut as a warning. "You're overreacting."
"Don't you dare tell me I'm overreacting," you said, your face flushing. "Maybe if you actually paid attention for onceâ"
"Fine!" he said abruptly, cutting you off. His voice rose, intense. "Do you want me to pay attention? Fine. But maybe you should quit looking for reasons to start a fight. Not everything is a major issue, you know."
The words felt like a slap. Tears welled up in your eyes before you could stop them, and you fought to let them fall. You stood paralyzed, unable to speak due to the lump in your throat. Drew inhaled sharply, raking a hand through his hair and muttering something under his breath.
As time passed you didnât say a word to Drewâboth of you were quiet. You stayed in your shared bedroom scrolling through tiktok. Drew was somewhere in the house doing something.
There was a soft knock at the door, "Hey," Drew said, hesitantly and quietly.
You didnât answer. Part of you wanted to stay stubborn, but the crack in his tone made your resolve falter.Â
The door creaked open, and you could hear his cautious feet. "I'm sorry," he added, bringing his voice closer. "I should not have spoken to you like that. "I didn't mean it."
You peered out from beneath the cover, seeing his sorrowful gaze. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, and his hair was ruffled, as if he had raked his fingers through it in irritation.
"I was out of line," he added, crouching near the bed. "I just lashed out." That is on me."
Drew continues to explain he was even more out of line knowing you are on your period and you have these little moments where you arenât in the best of moods. He was validating your feelings, putting the blame on himself. However, you shouldnât react that way to begin with.
The honesty in his tone made your throat clench.
"I'm sorry, too," you said quietly. "I didn't intend to provoke a fight. "I just..." I've been feeling lousy all day and took it out on you. "I should not have done that."
Drew shook his head softly. "No, do not do it. You are free to express how you feel. "I just want to be better for you."
He grabbed your hand and lovingly squeezed it. "Will you come out with me? "I have something to show you."
Curiosity got the best of you. The wonders of what he has for you. Was he doing something to make up for the altercation? So many things running through your mind.Â
When you entered the dining room, your breath hitched. The table was set with your favorite dinner, and candles flickered softly in the dark lighting. An arrangement of your favorite flowers was placed in the center, their beautiful fragrance filling the air.
"I know it doesn't erase what I said," Drew replied softly, caressing the back of his neck. But I wanted to make it up to you. You mean everything to me, and I detest the thought of you thinking I don't care,â wrapping his arms around your waist, kissing your cheek a few times.
Your eyes welled up again, but this time with glad tears. You hugged him firmly and buried your face in his chest.
"Thank you," you replied softly. "This means everything to me."
He kisses the top of your head and wrapped his arms around you. "You mean everything to me," he said quietly back.
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fitting | chris sturniolo
â CONTENTS: handjob (m receiving); mommy kink; milf!reader; virgin!chris; sub!chris
â NOTES: hi my loves! sorry iâve been a little m.i.a, some stuff happening at home and not really in my best mood BUT iâm here! you give me strenght to keep going and doing what i love. did you guys miss him as much as i did :( chris my beloved!!! inspired by this blurb, thought iâd show how shy chris was before their first time! â btw this fic is part of the milf!au but you can it on its own! â not proofread, i apologize for any mistakes. enjoy âĄ
walking around the mall after a busy morning at work, you spotted a familiar figure across the alley. it was quite impossible not to recognize chris â his long hair falling over his big eyes, wearing his shabby jeans and his old converse as he typed frantically on his phone, oblivious to his surroundings.
you approached him slowly, standing in front of chris and expecting that heâd notice you soon. when he raised his head, a smile spread from ear to ear, his blue orbs sparkling. it had been over two weeks since you last saw each other due to stacy staying at her father's place, therefore, chris had no excuses to visit you.
âchris? what are you doing here?â you asked in your usual sweet tone. he scratched the back of his head, as if he was a bit embarrassed about the situation he found himself in. âhuh... actually, i was supposed to meet stacyâ chris admitted, tucking his cell phone back into his pocket and standing up beside you.
âbut she wonât make itâ he said. a puzzled frown appeared on your face. itâs true that you couldnât always keep track of your daughterâs schedule when she wasn't at home, but she wasnât the type to miss dates or hangouts.Â
âcheer practiceâ he explained. you nodded, realizing that the game season was about to start. it felt so wonderful to see chris again. âwell, would you like a ride home? i just have to look for something real quick and then iâm all doneâ
âsure, c-can i keep you company?â he asked, eager for a positive answer. âabsolutely, sweetheartâ
you led the way to the store you were going to visit. a lingerie shop. chris gulped when he saw the bright sign, the pink lights contrasting with the black interior and then sighed. he knew you missed him just as much.
âthatâs not fair, mamaâ he mumbled after a while. chris had been following you like a puppy, interlocking his index with two of your fingers, as if he could lose his way at any second.Â
âmaking me so needyâ he complained again. you stopped by a red, lace lingerie set and happily brought it to your chest, turning to chris. âwhat do you think of this one, chris? pretty, right?â
âmhmâ really prettyâ chris shook his head as he sunk his teeth on his bottom lip. he looked away from you and the way the bra rested perfectly against your chest. âwhatâs up, baby? are you having a little trouble down there?â
âmama⊠donât do this to meâ chris whispered. his hands started to get sweaty and he could feel the blood rushing to his cock. he was about to get hard in public just because he thought of you in lingerie, which was ridiculous, since he had seem you naked previosusly.
âiâm not doing anything, sweetie. iâm shopping and youâre keeping me company, isnât that right? is it my fault that you canât hold yourself back and got all worked up just because i got some lingerie?â your warm tone sent a shiver down his spine, his chest immediatly inflating with air. ââm s-sorry i just keep thinking⊠of you wearing itâ chris tried to explain himself as you chuckled, enjoying his embarassement.
âyeah? you wanna see me wearing a nice set for you? which one do you like better?â you asked, handing him three pairs of bras and panties in different colors.
âthe red oneâ chris spoke, still not daring to look at you in the ways. you walked in slow, seductive steps towards him, the sound of your heels taking over the empty store.
âcâmere, iâll try it on for youâ you continued, undoing the first button of your silk shirt. chris got a peek of your bra, it was the leopard print that drove him insane and made him kiss you for the first time, months ago. âbut first we gotta fix this, hm?â you cooed, placing your palm against his boner and applying some pressure to it.
once again, you led the way towards the fitting rooms. chris followed you obediently, holding a bunch of hangers. you gaze scanned the store and with a naughty grin, you opened one of the curtains and quickly went inside, pulling chris by his wrist.
he didnât even had time to hang your underwear. you pushed him against the mirror, smashing your lips together in a desperate, hungry kiss. a loud groan left his throat as you moved to his neck, gently sucking on his skin. âmommy i missed you so muchâ chris rolled his eyes, his hands going to your hair.
âi missed you too, my good little boyâ you whispered, palming his cock over his jeans. chris squirmed against you, a moan slipping from his lips. you opened a satisfied smile as you pulled away, sitting on the stool next to the mirror.
chris whined in protest, already missing how you hand and your lips felt on him. âgot all hard for mama? you poor little thingâ he pouted, nodding âcâmon, touch yourself for meâ you instructed him.
his eyes widened in surprise â you had never asked him that. he didnât know how to do jerk himself properly. chris was a virgin and the first time he was actually able to reach an orgasm was with your help. how was he supposed to do it on his own, and in public?
âmhm, unless you wanna go out with that pathetic bonerâ you teased, crossing your legs. the red heel started to slip from your foot as you finished unbuttoning your shirt, fully displaying your bra. chris whined again, silently pleading.
âmama⊠i n-need your helpâ chris spoke under his breath. âcanât cum without youâ
âyouâll have to learn how to take care of yourself, chrisâ you said, pulling chris by his belt. you helped him to undress, freeing his shaft, almost slapping against his own tummy. you wrapped your knuckles around his length, stroking it in slow motions. âdo you expect mama to be there every time you get hard? what are you gonna do when iâm not around, hm?â
ânhngâ canâtâ canât be without mamaâ chris whimpered, more to himself than to you. he twitched inside your fist, placing both hands on the mirror to hold his weight, knowing his knees would ultimately give up.
you moved your thumb to his tip, pre-cum leaking from his slit as you circled it. his hips bucked forward as he leaned his head down, trying to hold himself. chris didnât want to cum too soon, it was humiliating. he wanted to last long for you, he wanted to get used to the feeling your fingers around him, to the sound of your voice whispering praises and calling him a good boy, but no matter how hard chris tried, he pathetically failed.
âcum! mama, cum!â chris whimpered. you tightened your grip around his cock, pumping it faster. âplease!â
âcum for me babyâ you allowed him. you knew chris would need a long time to get used to your touch. in fact, it was adorable that he couldnât even last five minutes.
chris threw his head back, moaning as he came on your hand, thick spurt messing your fingers and his jacket. you didnât move your hand, continuing to gently stroke his wet, sticky cock.
thatâs until your phone rang. you reached for your bag, quickly picking it up and seeing the name on the screen. âi think stacy is back homeâ you told chris, whose dick immediately became soft at the mention of your daughterâs name. âwould you like to join us for dinner?â
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your friends donât know what to do.
so!! i redrew every single enemy in the game. in the span of like 9 days (excluding the king i made him right after the last update). thatâs abbbout 79* drawings total, with only 3 custom ones for once!! iâm so normal. as always, these are free to use with credit!! go nuts!! spritesheets are included <3
got some notes under the cut, along with As Many Enemies As I Could Fit without making this post obnoxiously long. and i failed. i had to swap between the app and browser several times and i still couldnât fit every drawing. open this post at your own risk (silly).
okay so first of all. whatâs with the asterisk. well. I Drew A Lot More Than 79 Assets Actually. theyâre getting posted separately, because this post is ABSURDLY long. you can find most of them in the miscellaneous folder, but for a bit of clarity, i added the teleport map and a bunch of ui elements that reference sprites from the icon sheet. and also the game over and loop back animations but i havenât finished the spritesheets for those because theyâre a pain in the ass so theyâre not in the drive yet
if you missed my complaining a few days ago, a few enemies might look a bit crunchy in the actual game? specifically, calamité and désespoir were drawn at the wrong size, because their images in the files do not match the spritesheets! i avoided the issue with most of the other enemies, those two just blindsided me. sorry about that!
^sadnesses having inconsistent designs was actually a running theme with these. dĂ©tresse rock has an unused design in the files (which i managed to catch before having to redo it thankfully), anxiĂ©tĂ© has extra spikes that donât appear on the spritesheet (sorry i was too lazy to fix that one), even the version of the friend rescue in the files doesnât match any of the frames in the spritesheet. hfjfhfj. sorry about the quality issues.
tangentially related to that, massive thank you to @riggedbones for grabbing the individual frames for the animations for me!! they made my life so much easier. vs friends wouldâve been so annoyingâŠ
speaking of the animations! hi can you tell iâm not an animator. these were my first time doing Anything animation related since, like, middle school. super sorry for the Jank in some of these! the friend rescue looked way better when i drew it đđ.
bourdonâs hands also might act a bit odd, my apologies. the sizing ingame is SUPER inconsistent (why is one of the hands SMALLER than the other????). once iâm able to actually test the mod, iâll try to fix it wauaua.
the 3 custom sprites are for the triplets! i ended up making two versions for each, one that follows the ingame art, and one with my personal designs for them. i like my own designs for them, but theyâre a lot easier to tell apart? so if you want to use the ones that fit the gimmick better, theyâre also in the drive đ
this update. was originally going to have way more custom art. iâve actually got an act 6 siffrin enemy asset in my art program! but school started and i decided itâd be better to just get the normal stuff done. so the mod can actually come out in a reasonable timeframe. promise thatâll all come out Later! sorry about the wait đđđ
also adding this because i almost forgot: no i donât know if these are compatible with sasasaap. i donât have the game still and itâs not my main priority atm, apologies!
okay! that was a lot! and thereâs a ton of art down here! thank you for reading all this, iâll be back with the game over animations and teleport map pretty soon! like. within the weekend. enjoy!!!
#marshdoodles#isat#in stars and time#isat spoilers#isat redraw project#LORD. SORRY THIS IS SO LONG#there was no way i couldâve fit these into 10 images.#anyways. some of these are just traces. because i couldnât really do much without changing their designs and potential fucking some stuff up#sorry about that!#im not sure how much people are going to be bothered by that but hey! might as well be transparent#fun fact i made an entire mockup for the vs friends art. i was going to use it as the header for this post buut#i didnât really like how it turned out. sad!#anyways. ill stop talking now lol. again. apologies for the long post
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uuuhhhhhm can i pretty pretty please with cherries on top request a Dae-ho x reader where the reader was also in the military? but its like that ep. where they revolutionized? if that makes sense? idk i think it be cool if reader eas good eith a gun
anyways HAVE A LOVELY DAY/ NIGHT love reading your stuff (i binge read it :p)
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot
pairing: Kang Dae-ho x gn!reader
summary: As a former soldier, you know just what to do when all hell breaks loose.
word count: 3.7k
warnings: guns, death, blood, squid game stuff, panic attacks, ptsd
A/N: i've played so many shooting games i feel like i've been training to write this fic my entire life. i even named it after a shield from my favorite game (brownie points if you know which game). if you find any mistakes no you didn't <3 tried to make this gender neutral but if you find any slip ups lmk so i can fix it
**this can be read as romantic or platonic**
You look at the woman standing between bunks with wide eyes. You weren't sure earlier when you saw her on the screen, but seeing her standing ten feet away from you, you're absolutely positive that you know who this is.
"Sergeant?"
Cho Hyun-ju turns and gasps when she sees you, a smile lighting up her face. She quickly embraces you, you happily hugging her back. You were always her favorite soldier (she never admitted it, being the sergeant of the Brigade, but you both knew she liked you best). You were one of the only people who supported her when she came out. You tried to fight against her discharge but, as a low-ranking soldier, you had no say in the matter.
"I knew it had to be you!" you say, pulling back with a smile. "When I saw someone go back into the playing field to help a guy with only ten seconds left, I just knew it was my sergeant!"
"It's good to see you," she says. "Though, I wish it was under better circumstances."
You nod solemnly. You had just watched at least a hundred people die while screaming and begging for their lives. As a former soldier, it was hard that you couldn't do anything to help the civilians. All you could do was stand there and listen to the screams and gunshots, and then the silence.
"How are you here? Are you not part of the Brigade anymore?" Hyun-ju asks.
You shake your head. "No, I actually left not long after you were discharged. It wasn't the same without you, and I just couldn't be civil with the others after how they treated you."
She nods, understanding. "Well, if I'm going to be here with anyone, I'm glad it's you. I trust you with my life, soldier."
You smile. "And I you, Sergeant."
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You and Hyun-ju had made it through the next two games together, along with some allies you made along the way. Together with Young-mi, Yong-sik, and Geum-ja, you had been the first team to succeed in the six-legged pentathlon.
You had also made it though Mingle with some new allies, though not all of your old allies made it. Young-mi's death was hard on your whole group, but Hyun-ju had been taking it the worst. While you had grown closer with Yong-sik and Geum-ja, she had formed a special bond with the young girl and had to watch her die right in front of her.
While you would like to take the time to mourn Young-mi, a lot has happened in the few hours since the third game ended. The vote on whether to go home or stay ended in a 50-50 tie, meaning you're going to have to redo the vote tomorrow. Then, a huge fight apparently broke out in the men's bathroom, leaving five players dead.
Both sides group together to count their numbers, and you find that there's now one more X than O. While the players around you celebrate, a feeling of dread shoots through you.
"Attention please. Lights out in 30 minutes. All players, please return to your beds and prepare for bedtime."
Shit.
Player 047 stands in front of the group. "Listen, you cannot change your minds. We have to win the second vote and get out of here tomorrow, alright?"
As the other players around you nod and move to their beds, you stay sitting, watching the O players. They're already looking at your group. Watching. Waiting. You look at Gi-hun, the previous winner, and know that he's thinking the same thing you are.
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"Those bastards are acting suspicious," Dae-ho says, returning to the small circle you formed on the ground. "It looks like they're up to something."
Jung-bae breathes out a laugh. "Whatever those idiots do, once we win the vote tomorrow, it'll all be over."
"You think we'll be okay?" Dae-ho asks, concerned. "They say things were really crazy in the bathroom earlier."
"We need to be ready," you say from your place between Dae-ho and Gyeong-seok. "They've been watching us since the moment they found out the prize money goes up if we kill each other."
The group around you tenses before Gi-hun speaks up as well. "Once the lights go out, people on the other side will attack us."
"Really?" Yong-sik asks from beside his mother.
Gi-hun nods. "Because if they kill us, they'll be able to win the vote and increase the prize."
"So what do we do?" Yong-sik asks.
"Let's attack them first," Young-il suggests. "They're probably thinking we'll just wait for the second vote. We can use it to our advantage. We'll attack them first once the lights go out."
"That's right," Player 047 says. "It'd be better to attack them first. We have more women and elderly on our side. If we get attacked we'll be at a disadvantage." You send him a glare that makes him freeze for a moment before continuing. "Attacking them first would give us a better chance of winning."
"I agree," Player 145 adds.
"We can't do that," Gi-hun says.
"But we have to get out of here," Young-il argues. "You said it yourself. Staying calm won't get us anywhere now."
"That doesn't mean we should kill each other," Gi-hun says. "That's exactly what they want us to do."
Jung-bae leans forward. "'They'?"
Gi-hun looks at him. "The ones who created this game." He turns to face the rest of the circle. "The ones who watch us play. If we're going to fight someone, it should be them."
It's silent before Dae-ho speaks up. "Where are they?"
Gi-hun looks to the ceiling. "Up there."
You all follow his gaze before looking around at each other.
"On the upper levels," Gi-hun says, "are the rooms they control the games from. The man in the black mask is their leader. Once we capture him, we'll be able to win."
"How are you going to fight them?" Young-il asks. "They have guns."
"We'll fight them with guns, too," Gi-hun says.
"But we don't have any," Jung-bae says.
Gi-hun turns to him. "We'll take their guns."
You and Hyun-ju look at each other. This is what you were trained for.
"From those masked men?" Gyeong-seok asks nervously.
Gi-hun nods.
"That's too dangerous," Young-il says. "Even if we manage to take a few guns, we'll still be outnumbered."
"What then?" Gi-hun argues. "Are you going to kill each other all night and hope you survive? Is that what you want, Young-il?"
Hyun-ju breaks the silence. "Do we... stand a chance?"
"We do if we catch them off guard," Gi-hun says. "Out of everyone, they're the ones who would least expect us to attack first. This is our last chance to end these games once and for all."
"How are you going to take their guns?" Young-il asks.
"Once the fight begins tonight, we'll have our chance."
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"Lights out in ten seconds."
"Ten,
nine,
eight,
seven,
six,
five,
four,
three,
two,
one."
The lights dim, then turn off completely, leaving only the red and blue lights from the floor.
You roll out of bed, getting under the frame. You feel someone else trying to get under your bed, and you move a bit to make room for Dae-ho. Just as you get in position, you see bodies creeping towards your side of the room, illuminated by the bright blue O on the floor.
There's a scream, and all hell breaks loose.
The lights strobe as you hear the sounds of screaming and bottles being smashed coming from all around you. Somewhere to your right, a bunk is toppled over, sending someone to the ground. Another player runs up to them, stabbing their fork into their neck.
You feel the ex-Marine next to you tense up and put a hand over his, trying to bring him some comfort, or at the very least trying to keep him from blowing your cover.
You hear the buzzer of the door and the lights come on. One of the soldiers fires into the air to stop the fighting as about twenty masked guards come into the room, all armed.
You quickly army crawl out from under the bed, Dae-ho following you as you lay down on the ground.
You hear footsteps getting closer to you, and your ear is moved as a device scans behind it.
You open your eyes, grabbing the soldier so they can't move. "Dae-ho! Now!"
The ex-Marine smashes a bottle over the head of the guard, knocking him unconscious. You take the opportunity to grab the submachine gun off of the soldier, shooting another soldier coming toward you and Dae-ho. You're so focused on the fight that you fail to notice the quivering boy holding his hands over his ears against the bunks.
Grabbing another gun, you quickly scale one of the bunks to get a better vantage of the fight.
"Sergeant!" You yell, gaining the attention of Hyun-ju. She looks to you and you toss the SMG to her. She drops her pistol and catches the weapon, turning just in time to shoot one of the pink guards coming for her.
You use your position to fire at the guards hiding behind bunks. You pull the trigger until you hear a click, cursing as the mag runs empty. You jump down from the bunk, using the butt of the gun to knock a guard out cold. You quickly take his ammo and reload your own gun, firing at a guard trying to shoot Gi-hun.
"Retreat. Retreat."
The voice over the intercom announces and the pink soldiers make their way towards the door. You're able to shoot two more, but most of the soldiers who are still alive are able to make it out of the room. The main guard with the square on his mask is too busy firing back to realize that the door has closed behind him, sealing him in the room with you just as he runs out of ammo.
"Stop! Hold fire!" Gi-hun yells.
Jung-bae and another player run over to the square guard, making sure he won't fight.
"You goddamn bastards!" you hear someone yell on the other side of the room and turn to see Player 047 aiming his gun at a bunch of O players.
"No!" Gi-hun yells, stopping the man before he can shoot. "This is not what we took these guns for. If we do this, we'll be no different from those masked men."
Player 047 lowers his gun, hanging his head and he softly cries.
Gi-hun steps to the center of the room. "Everyone! Don't be scared. Gather round, please! We're not trying to hurt you!"
You walk to stand by Hyun-ju and Gyeong-seok.
"Get the guns and ammo from the dead," she tells the both of you.
You nod, doing as your sergeant says while she takes out the cameras in the room.
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Placing one of the last guns on the mattress in the center of the room, you move to stand in line between Jung-bae and Dae-ho, handing the extra SMG in your hand to Dae-ho.
Gi-hun steps forward. "Everyone. We will now head up to the masked men's headquarters. We'll capture the ones who captured us, put an end to this game, and make them pay. Anyone who knows how to use a gun and wishes to join us, please step forward."
You look at the crowd in front of you, but everyone stays where they are.
"Hey," you hear a voice next to you say and turn your head to see Jung-bae stepping forward. "I know you're scared. I'm scared too. But this may be our last chance to make it out of this place alive. Fight with us so we can go home together. All together."
One of the players in the back of the crowd steps forward. "I'll fight with you."
Gi-hun waves at him to come and take a gun. Two other players come forward as well.
You watch as Yong-sik makes a move to step forward, but he catches your gaze as you shake your head at him. It's very brave of him to think about volunteering, but he hasn't even served his mandatory military service yet, and it would kill his mother if he didn't come back. You breathe a sigh of relief when Yong-sik stays where he is.
When it's clear that no one else is stepping forward, Gi-hun turns to you all. "Please check your guns and ammo."
"Let's take one radio each," Jung-bae says. "We'll use channel 7, the lucky number."
You put the strap of your gun around you, checking the mag and putting it back in place when you're satisfied with the amount of ammo that is left. You look to your right to see Dae-ho fiddling with his own gun. Just as you're about to help him, Hyun-ju steps forward.
"Attention," she says, holding up her gun. "This is the MP5, a submachine gun." She continues on the demonstrate how to load the weapon and set it to the mode you should be using. When she's done, she looks at you all. "Are we clear?"
"Yes," you answer, falling right back into the rhythm with your sergeant.
Hyun-ju nods to you, silently telling you to stay by her when you get out there.
"How do you two know each other?" Dae-ho questions, his voice a bit shaky.
You smirk, cocking the MP5. "I was in the 13th Special Missions Brigade. Hyun-ju was my sergeant."
Dae-ho stares at you, completely stunned. "You were in the Decapitation Unit?!"
You chuckle at his disbelief, nodding.
The man can't believe it. He's been bragging about being an ex-Marine while there's been two ex-Special Forces soldiers right next to him the whole time.
Gi-hun points a pistol at the square-masked guard. "Take it off."
The guard slowly removes his mask, revealing a boy no older than 25.
"Good God," Jung-bae says. "Do your parents know what you're doing here?"
The guard just stares at him.
Gi-hun cocks the pistol. "Take us to your captain."
<>
"All players, it is bedtime now. Please return to your quarters immediately. Otherwise, you will be eliminated from the game. Let me repeat..."
Gi-hun fires at the speaker, effectively shutting up the voice. Three guards are stood over you. "Get down!"
You duck behind the wall of the stairs. Feeling a hand on your shoulder, you turn to look at Hyun-ju behind you.
"Cover me!"
You nod, shooting at the guards while she sprints to the top of the stairs. From her new vantage point, she is able to take out one of the guards, causing their body to fall over the ledge and down to the floor.
When you duck down to reload, you see Dae-ho next to you. The ex-Marine is sitting in a ball, covering his ears and flinching every time a shot rings out. You look at him with concern, but your attention is stolen by Gi-hun telling everyone to hold their fire. Dae-ho gets a grip on his weapon and you all move, following Gi-hun and the un-masked guard.
As you move down an alleyway, Gi-hun stops the guard. "How much farther? Is this the right way?"
The boy points toward the end of the hall. "The entrance to the management area is around that corner. The control room is right above it."
Gi-hun pushes him. "Move it, then!"
"Wait," the guard says, reaching toward his pocket.
"What are you doing?" Gi-hun stops him.
"I need my mask to pass security," the guard explains. Gi-hun nods and the guard takes the mask out. He looks up, but before he can say anything else, a bullet goes right through his head.
You all take cover as more shots are fired at you. Something slashes onto your face, and you turn to see Player 072's lifeless body falling to the ground.
You drop the floor and crawl over to Hyun-ju, both of you taking positions in a green square area of the stairs. You nod to each other and duck out of cover, firing at the guards. You can hear the men speaking to each other at the other end of the line, but you focus on taking out as many guards as possible.
You and Hyun-ju alternate firing and taking cover, both of you shooting with deadly precision, doing your best to not waste any of the already low supply of ammo you have.
A player next to you screams and is shot. You turn, shooting at the guard approaching from your rear, taking out a few that are behind that one as well.
"Everyone! Check your magazines!" Hyun-ju calls out.
You take the mag out of the gun, seeing that you have about half of a clip left. Everyone announces that they're around the same.
"Young-il, Dae-ho, can you hear me?" The voice of Jung-bae erupts from your radio.
"Go ahead!" Young-il says.
"I think we're right below the control room." Shots can be heard in the background. "But we need backup and more ammo."
"We're running out of ammo, too!"
"There should be spare magazines in the soldiers' pockets in our quarters. Go get them!" Gi-hun yells through the radio.
"Did you hear that?" Young-il turns to the group. "They need backup! Three of us will go, and the rest will stay! Join us once you get the magazines! Who wants to go with me?"
Players 047 and ... volunteer and they run off towards the end of the hall.
"I'll go get the magazines!" Hyun-ju yells. "I'll come back as soon as I can, so just hold on until then!"
"Hyun-ju!" A voice yells. You turn to see Dae-ho raising his hand. "I'll go!" He hurries over to where you and Hyun-ju are taking cover. "I- I'm out of ammo."
"Do you know the way?" Gyeong-seok asks. Dae-ho nods.
"We destroyed the cameras on the way, follow them," Hyun-ju says.
"I'll go with him," you say. "I still have some ammo, so I'll cover him."
Hyun-ju nods. "I'll cover you. Go!"
You and Dae-ho take off down the stairs. He stops a few times, but you pull him along, keeping your eyes up to watch for the broken cameras. As you're running down the stairs, Dae-ho stops, and you turn to see him staring at a dead guard hanging over the ledge of a window.
"Dae-ho!" Jung-bae yells. "Can you hear me? Where are those magazines?"
You lift your own radio to your mouth. "We're getting them now."
"Alright! We're counting on you!"
You put your radio back in your pocket, grabbing Dae-ho's hand and pulling him along behind you.
You burst into the quarters, letting go of Dae-ho's hand as you sprint to a guard, taking the spare mags out of their pockets. You hear someone say your name and look up to see Yong-sik.
"What happened? Why are you back by yourselves?"
"We're low on ammo," you say, not looking up from the guard you're looting. "We need to get the magazines from their pockets. Help us!"
You look up to the boy to see him nod and run over to a nearby guard. Geum-ja and Jun-hee come over to the help, as well.
Once you've looted all the ammo from the guards, you place them into a jacket you found on one of the dead players. You tie it up and give it to Dae-ho, thanking the others as you lead him out of the room.
Gunshots can be heard as soon as you step outside. You keep moving but when you check behind you, you see that Dae-ho has stopped where he is.
"Dae-ho, we need to go," you urge.
He looks at you silently, but the fear in his eyes sends the message. You've seen soldiers like this before you joined the Special Forces.
Dae-ho stands in his spot, paralyzed other than the shake of his body in fear.
You hear your name and Dae-ho's through the radio. "Where are you? Can you hear me?"
You watch as Dae-ho lifts his radio, staring at it as Hyun-ju's voice comes through.
"Did you find the magazines? Are you on your way?"
Dae-ho looks at you. "I'm sorry," he whispers, dropping the radio on the ground and running back into the quarters with the magazines.
"Shit," you say under your breath. You follow Dae-ho into the room, looking around to find where he went. Yong-sik points toward a bunk and you find Dae-ho curled up there, rocking back and forth. Running over to him, you take the jacket with the mags, ready to run out of there. You take a look at Dae-ho, the pure fear coursing through him as he whispers apologies over and over.
You sigh, remembering one of the lessons Hyun-ju taught you as your sergeant.
Never leave a man behind.
Taking out your radio, you bring it to your lips and press the button. "Charlie Foxtrot."
You put your radio down, knowing that Hyun-ju will know what to do. You had picked up the phrase from your U.S. counterparts, saying it to each other when something goes wrong.
Moving to sit on the bed, you take Dae-ho's hands into yours. "Dae-ho, I need you to breathe with me, alright."
He slowly looks at your face before launching himself into your arms, sobbing into your shoulder. You rub his back comfortingly, knowing you can't leave him alone like this.
After a few minutes, Hyun-ju runs into the room shouting you and Dae-ho's names. She comes running over to you, stopping when she sees Dae-ho in your arms.
"What happened?"
Dae-ho jumps a bit at the new voice, burying his face farther into your jacket.
You look up a Hyun-ju, shaking your head at her. She nods, understanding. You point at the magazines and she scoops them into her arms, ready to take them to the others when the buzzer for the door goes off and more pink guards enter the room, firing in the air and making everyone scream.
Hyun-ju reloads her SMG, ready to take on the entire group on guards by herself. You watch as Geum-ja puts a hand on her shoulder, stopping her.
"You can't die like this."
You sigh in relief as Hyun-ju puts the gun down. From your hidden area, you try to get the guns and mags away from you, making it seem as though the three of you have been here the whole time.
As the guards come further into the room, you use your body to shield Dae-ho from them as he whimpers. You make eye contact with Hyun-ju. Whatever happens next, you'll face it as a team.
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omg can we talk about tp!mom not being able to pay her bills and when drew is taking care of baby he sees the bills scattered across the dining table and him taking care of it
warnings/notes: reader is stubborn, i didnât expect this to be as long as it is lol
you told drew you picked up a few extra hours of overtime this week, all in hopes of being able to pay the bills this months, although you left that part out. and of course without a doubt, drew cleared his schedule, booked the first plane, and was on his way; all to take care of baby while you worked. you told him that he didn't have to do all that, that baby could go to your mom's for the weekend, but he absolutely insisted.
after your long eventful shift at the bar, you were finally home. seeing baby was always enough to wash away your worries, after all, you were doing it all for her, and the hours of labor always paid off. you'd work 14 hour days for her if it meant she'd have everything she needed.
"mommy's home!" you heard drew yell as you came through the front door, baby was in drew's arm, a huge grin on her face. "mommy!" she shouted, her little body in a race to get down from drew's arms and run into yours. "how's my baby?" you got down to her level, opening your arms, she immediately ran into them. you gave her a kiss and started unpacking your stuff from work as she sat on your hip.
"busy day?â drew asked while helping you unpack your lunch bag. âyeah, busy and looong.â you replied. âthanks for watching baby.â
after baby was down for bed you did some night cleaning; you realized the bills you left on the table werenât there anymore. âhey drew!â you yelled, he was laying in your room on your bed, probably napping; taking care of baby all day was fun, but definitely exhausting. âyeah baby. whatâs up?â he shot out of bed. âi left some mail on the table before i left, did you see it anywhere?â
âthe bills?â he yawned. âi took care of them.â he stretched his arms. he what? âwhat do you mean you âtook care of themââ you giggled, really hoping he was joking. âi paid them.â
âwhat?â you playfully shoved him, but he only pulled you closer. âyou better be joking.â
âi took care of them.â he repeated himself again. âiâm serious.â he pulled you close towards his chest, but couldnât help but pull away. âdrew! that was like fifteen hundred dollars in bills!â you yelled. âyou canât just do stuff like that!â
âiâm just trying to help out.â drewâs face flushed with worry when he realized you were actually kind of upset. âiâm sorry.â
after some settling down and a nice warm shower, you sat next to drew on your bed. âiâm sorry.â you whispered, your doe eyes looking over at drew and your hair tied up in a towel. âi really do appreciate your help, but next time can we talk about it?â
drew opened his arm, you nuzzled into his chest. âbut if i asked you wouldnât have let me.â he chuckled. you really had no rebuttal to his point, he was right. you didnât even like him buying you and baby groceries, so let alone a thousand plus in bills? you were upset. âexactly my point.â you giggled.
âiâll think about it.â
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âËâĄâĄ CHALANT
ᶻ đ đ° { PAIRING; non-idol!jaehyun x reader, GENRE; fluff, uni!au, headcanon, WC; 2.1k, WARNING(S); mildly suggestive, A/N; oh to be loved by chalant myung jaehyun. TAGS; @onedoornet @en-dream @heeheesang @httpenhoon @r1kification @seungheartyou, @starfallia @sugarikiz @hoondolls @prettyange1 @bee-the-loser @pumpkg @lucky-wy @leehanwish}
chalant!myungjae has never been shy about his crush on you. hell, he made it a public affair. anyone and everyone knew about it, including you. you didnât really know what to think. this good-looking guy was openly proclaiming that heâs interested in you. it sounded like a trap, something thatâd hurt you. at first, it was just words. people that knew you both would comment.
âdid you know myung jaehyun likes you?â âcan you tell your boyfriend to shut up about you?â
heâs not my boyfriend, youâd reply. you started feeling bad for these people at some point. hereâs this guy that you knew next to nothing about and heâs talking peopleâs ears off about how heâs so in love with you. what is he so in love with? heâs never even talked to you. when it was people that you mutually knew, you didnât think much of it. but then, there were strangers coming up to you.
âuh, are you y/n?â yes. âthis dude, jaehyun, is like really into you. he would not stop talking about you at the party.â
so iâve heard, youâd say. how is this guy telling everyone but you? you started getting annoyed, so annoyed that you finally confronted him. you tried to avoid when he was with his friends, not wanting to embarrass the guy further, but he was always with someone. so, one day, when you spotted him in the library, you decided that enough was enough. you marched right up to his table. what about me are you so in love with? you asked.
if anyone else said that and others overheard, theyâd think you were crazy and narcissistic. but, because it was you, no one batted an eye. actually, they all leaned closer, hoping that this was the day jaehyun would finally shut up about you. jaehyunâs face went from shocked to goofy. he had this lopsided grin when he started.
âwhatâs there not to love? youâre insanely smartâiâve seen the way you lead discussion sections. youâre really kindâyou helped all those freshmen pass genetics even though you were clearly stressed about your stuff. youâre very particular about your drinks, but not in a rude wayâi hear you apologizing to baristas about how specific your order is and then you leave a big fat tip. you love the sun. i always catch you sunbathing in the quad around 2pm after classâi swear iâm not stalking you! i just have a class in the quad. youâre funnyâthe side-eyes you give the people saying the dumbest things make me giggle. youââ you get it.
gosh, if only you could hide further into your hoodie. your face was bright red. all his friends were giving you exasperated looks, as if to say âplease go out with him so heâll finally shut up.â you didnât realize you ran into him that much. you were constantly stressed, rushing to class, that people were just blurred faces to you. you barely managed to make eye contact with jaehyun and then you saw. he looked at you like you held the answer to all his prayers.
âif i take you on a date, will you stop bothering people about how youâre so in love with me?â you muttered. then, this guy has the gawl to shake his head. âabsolutely not. but! iâll shut up for a day.â
his friends nodded rapidly, begging you with their whole bodies to do it. a day was better than anything, they supposed. so, you asked him out. jaehyunâs grin couldnât get any wider.
chalant!myungjae stayed true to his word and never shut up about you after that one (blissful) day. just like before, he talked about you with anyone thatâd give him the time, even your professors. because you were in the same major, you and jaehyun had the same classes, just not the same section (much to jaehyunâs dismay). so, heâd hang back a few until you arrived so he could give you his notes.
âitâs a preview! so you donât have to rush to catch everything.â
in those few minutes that you take to arrive, jaehyunâs talking to your professor.
âyou should totally make my girlfriend, y/n, your ta! sheâs always the top scorer and is helping out other people anyways!â âthis is us on our second date. look at how pretty she is! i think sheâs the love of my life.â âdo you think you could transfer me into this section so i could be with her?â no, theyâd say exhaustedly.
if your professors were at all bitter, they wouldâve hated you. having to hear about you so much was tiring. but, they all appreciated love when they saw itâor, in this case, heard it. though they didnât let it show too much, they did tend to favor you after hearing how much you enjoyed the class and helped others. you were certainly helping their ratemyprofessor scores.
chalant!myungjae was a confident person. but, he was never more confident than the times he could acceptably brag that he was your boyfriend.
you took part in dancing as an extracurricular, something that helped college be a little more bearable. because of this, you had performances and recitals. these were college events that jaehyun could finally look forward to.
he always came early just so he could grab a front seat. he was always the loudest, cheering you on whenever you were on stage. when he felt like he wasnât loud enough, he forced his friends to come along. at one point, he made t-shirts for all of them to wear. weâre here with y/nâs boyfriend. of course, he wore his own shirt. y/nâs boyfriend on the back and the cutest (you didnât find it all that cute) picture he had of you adorning the front. he was very very proud to be your boyfriend. and, of course, he needed to get you the worldâs biggest bouquet every time. you told him that he didnât need to get you such expensive flowers every time, but he shook his head.
âthese arenât expensive compared to what i really wanted to get you.â
later, you found out that he wanted to get you a thousand lilies of the valleys, your favorite. every time. you scolded him about it, saying how you were broke college students and couldnât afford things like that.
to that, he said, âyet.â
chalant!myungjae didnât care for possessing things, you included (because women arenât possessions, he said), but, man, did he love being possessed by you. anything he could get to let people know he was yours, heâd have. his lockscreen? you. his desktop picture? you. he even had one of those photocard holders attached to his backpack with a polaroid of you. he had half the mind to get the big photocard holders, but he didnât think youâd like that (you told him that was embarrassing). it didnât stop at just pictures, though. he even bought himself a necklace with your last name attached. you asked him why he didnât get your first name or even a necklace for you with his name.
âi want to take your last name! and i didnât want to buy you something like that without your explicit permission.â
you just sighed adoringly. shouldnât he have asked your permission for his necklace then?
chalant!myungjae wasnât just all for show. he also did things that were less noticeableâlike having a hair tie around his wrist at all times. you always managed to lose yours and were put out whenever you couldnât put your hair up. when he saw your cute little pout, he vowed to always make sure you had a hair tie available to you whenever you were together (even if he loved your pout).
another thing he did was carry around a second hoodieâfor himself, of course. sure, it made his backpack bulky, but you were worth it. there were days that youâd think the weather was going to be a mild temperature or the buildings werenât going to blast the ac, so youâd opt out of bringing a sweater. but, when you sadly realized that it was freezing, heâd hand you his hoodieâthe one that he was already wearing. you mentioned in passing how much you liked wearing his clothes, but only when they smelled like him, so he always gave you whatever he was wearing at the time and put the second hoodie on (that way you couldnât say no with the reason that heâd be cold).
chalant!myungjae was always respectful towards women. his mother raised him right after all. there were times though when he wasnât. like, when heâs getting hit on. you never said anything, never showed an ounce of insecurity. but, he made it his mission to get these girls away from him.
on your late-night outings, both of you dressed up. you looked good. you were bound to attract attention. but, one thing you told jaehyun from the start was that you wouldnât subject your friends to feeling like they were with a couple when you went out. so, he let you do your thing while he did his. you guys always danced in the club near each other. thatâs why you were privy to seeing him turn people away. in an odd fashion.
there were times heâd bark at them. there were times heâd act like he batted for the other team. there were times heâd point at you and show them that he was a taken man. but, the one time this girl didnât catch the hintsâthe necklace, the photocard, his lockscreen, his blatant denialâeveryone was in for a show.
âyour girlfriend doesnât have to know,â the girl purred, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. you see this happening out of the corner of your eye. you just said a silent prayer for her because you knew jaehyun was about to embarrass her. what you didnât know was how.
he scoffed. âi tell her everything, even my poop schedule. sheâll know.â
the girl didnât back off. âwell, i donât see her. she left you here all alone with me. canât i just have you for the night?â
sheâs persistent, youâll give her that. thatâs when you feel someone pull you away from your friends. youâre spun around and a kiss was planted on your lips. your eyes widened before you realized it was jaehyun. you let yourself enjoy the kiss, thinking it was going to be short. but it wasnât. it was one of the most mind-blowing kisses jaehyun has ever given you. if you were sobering up, jaehyunâs kiss pulled you right back into a haze. he cradled your neck, kissing you deeper, as his other hand pulled you closer. even when the girl finally got the hint and left, he didnât let you go. if anything, he seemed to take it as his cue to continue. when you heard your friends cheering you on, you let this be the exception to your one rule. when you finally pulled away for air, a string of saliva followed you. you just blinked at him while he had this goofy grin on his face.
âsorry, i had to show her who my girlfriend was.â
safe to say, he didnât let you go for the rest of the night and you didnât mind one bit.
chalant!myungjae didnât really post on his social media. sure, he was active on it, liking his friendsâ posts and yours (obviously). he became really active on it once you started dating. jaehyun skipped the soft launch and went straight into the hard launch. every story he posted, his friends could bet that it was going to be you with some corny caption about how much he loved you or how lucky he was. when he did post, theyâd just be photo dumps from moments with you. at this point, his account became a y/n fan account. if anyone were to stalk him, trying to see if he was taken or not, theyâd know immediately. in his bio, he had your user. his pinned post was your first anniversary date, where you looked absolutely stunning. his profile picture? it was the two of you.
oh, and was he in your comments.
first! i wouldâve built rome in a day for you had to pick my jaw off the ground i wonât you. bad. iâm framing this somethingâs wet and i move my phone to my left handâŠ
ya... he was getting creative with his comments.
chalant!myungjae makes sure that you know, and the world knows, how much he loves you. heâll never let a single doubt enter your mind about how he feels about you. you are his girl and he is very much your boy.
disclaimer: this, in no way, reflects the idol. this is purely fiction. ⧠comments and reblogs are appreciated! ⧠give my other works a read too!
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Hunting Trip
A little add-on to my Marvel and the Supernatural post from a long time ago. I also took a little bit of inspiration from @yazz-frostâs reposts. It also has inspiration from someone elseâs post. I donât remember who wrote it but they use the characters I used so I want to credit them as well.
Bruce thought over Marvelâs offer. After stewing over it for a couple days, he(Alfred) came to the decision that he would go with the Captain and the rest of his âbuddiesâ to go hunt a bunch of Wendigos. His âbuddiesâ turned out to be Raven and Jason blood.
Jason Blood: âThe Batman, a teenage girl, and the Champion of Magic. What a wonderful group we are.â
Marvel: âOh, and you canât forget the demon!â
Raven: âIâm also a demon, Captain.â
Marvel: âHmm⊠Then you canât forget the guy that transforms into a demon.â
Raven: âI can also do that.â
Marvel: âHmmmmm⊠you canât forget the guy thatâs like 400 years old and has fought in numerous wars.â
Jason Blood and Raven: *both give him a thumbs up*
Batman: *already lamenting his(Alfredâs) decisions*
They go full family camping/hunting trip for this. They got the SUV, they got the road trip songs, they got the magically enchanted weapons brought specifically for Bruce because of his lack of magic. Theyâre set and for once, Bruce is not the dad in this situation. Weirdly, Marvel is? Both Blood and Raven are brooding in the back like teenagers. Theyâre also playing tic-tac-toe against each other on Ravenâs phone. To be honest, Bruce doesnât really know what his dynamic is in this group.
Batman: *shoots a Wendigo with a magical crossbow and kills it*
Marvel: âYouâre a wonderful shot, Mr. Batman sir!â
Batman: âThank you. I have the Tibetan monks I trained with to thank for my accuracy.â
Jason Blood: âYou and Tibetan monks, manâŠâ
Raven: âWhat do you mean by that?â
Jason Blood: âI mean, he uses that excuse for literally every skill he has. Astral Projection? Tibetan monks. Blocking mind control? Tibetan monks. Blocking mind reading? Tibetan Monks.â
Marvel: âWait, the is it the Tibetan monks in Shangri-La?â
Batman: âYes actually.â
Marvel: âOh I know those guys! Raven do you remember the time we went there together?â
Raven: âYes. Their mental techniques are really useful.â
Jason Blood: âOh my God, you know them too?â
After curbing the Wendigo populationâŠ
Jason Blood: âCaptain?â
Marvel: âYes?â
Jason Blood: âAre you gonna take the Wendigo skin?â
Marvel: âNope. You can have it all if you want. Unless you want some Batman?â
Batman: *sounds a little disturbed* âNo thank you.â
Marvel: âGreat. By the way, be careful when youâre skinning them around the eyes. Raven wants them.â
Jason Blood: âAye aye, Captain.â
Batman: âActually, wait, Blood, can I have a little bit so I can study it later?â
LaterâŠ
Jason Blood: *looking at the others, all covered in blood, including himself*
Marvel: *humming a jolly little tune as he packs up their stuff*
Raven and Batman: *looking broody(their normal selves*
Jason Blood: âOne of us is not like the other.â
Marvel: âWhat was that?â
Jason Blood: âNothing.â
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Pookie! I need you to write me something pretty please :)
Can you write Remus comforting a reader with an anxiety disorder when someone told them "there's nothing to be anxious about. You just want attention" ??? Pretty please?? Love you pookieeeeeee
Thanks for requesting!
cw: mean girl stuff, social anxiety
Remus Lupin x fem!reader ⥠929 words
âShh.â Remus holds you close to his chest, his hand moving up and down your arm now that your crying has slowed. âItâs okay. Itâs just us, yeah?âÂ
âYeah,â you echo, croakily. Youâre glad you canât see your boyfriendâs face, for fear youâd die of embarrassment otherwise. The looming insecurity of your day stands over you like a grim reaper.Â
You arrived home from a friendâs birthday dinner to find Remus sitting on the couch, already marking the page of his book as he turned to you with a soft smile.Â
âHi, sweetheart. How was it?âÂ
You replied, through a laugh that turned into a sob halfway through, âNot great.âÂ
The dinner had been an event of foreboding for you since your invite. Youâd been determined to be a good friend by not bailing, but actually going had confirmed your worst fears; it was loud, crowded, filled with people you didnât know and didnât fit with. Your outfit wasnât right, the menu was daunting, and conversation swirled all around you about things you werenât a part of. The fallout was basically inevitable.Â
You perhaps waited too long to excuse yourself. You were sweating buckets and breathing around a lump by the time you did, whispering an explanation to your friend before locking yourself into a bathroom stall to talk yourself down. Youâre sure she didnât mean anything by telling the people sitting closest to her why you were goneâyou donât think sheâd do it to gossip, and sheâs never talked down to you about that sort of thing, at least not to your faceâbut by the time you returned one of her friendsâa stranger to you, whoâs name you canât even rememberâhad formulated a fairly decisive opinion and dubbed you an attention seeker.Â
You stayed only a little longer after that. Just long enough to avoid attracting more attention. And you worked yourself up well enough on the way home that all it took was one innocent question from Remus to send you crumpling into his arms.Â
Youâve tried to steel yourself more than once, but any attempts at stoicism have been foiled by your boyfriendâs tender looks and whispered placations, which only make you cry harder. If youâre an attention seeker, Remus is your holy grail. Self loathing sits lodged in your throat like a stone.Â
âWhose friend was it, again?â Remus asks, stroking your arm gently.Â
You take a breath, trying to steady your voice. âDoes it matter?âÂ
âI donât mean itâs your friendâs fault, sweetheart,â Remus says. Heâs all softness and patience, better than you could ever deserve. âI just thought you might talk to her, if you want to. She ought to know her friend is going around saying cruel things.âÂ
âShe was there.â Your throat tightens at the memory.Â
âOh. Then I donât suppose you need to say anything; Iâm sure sheâs already very upset for you.âÂ
You try to laugh, frustrated with yourself when it only seems to spur another wave of tears. âRem. Youâre biased.âÂ
âWhat?â Remus sounds genuinely surprised. âYou donât think sheâs angry with that other girl?â
âSheâs her friend.âÂ
âSo are you.â His arms tighten around you protectively, chin bumping your head. âI may be biased, but the other girl was clearly in the wrong. Thereâs no excuse for the way she acted.âÂ
A dozen rebuttals fly about your head, but you keep your mouth shut. You donât have the energy to argue. Unfortunately, Remus hears your argument in the silence anyway.Â
âSweetheart,â he says softly, âno one puts themselves through what you do for attention. You donât choose to feel that way.â
You hunch your back, tucking your head underneath his chin. âI do get attention for it, though.âÂ
âThat doesnât mean you want it.âÂ
âBut Iââ
âDo you want it?â You canât see Remus, but you hear the hardened edge to his tone. âDid you like it, when that girl called attention to you in the middle of the dinner?âÂ
Your voice smalls. âNo.âÂ
âRight.â The gentleness returns. Remus puts his lips to your head. âI know you didnât, dovey. So donât torment yourself, please. She doesnât know anything about you.âÂ
You push your lips together. He lets you chew on your next words for a while, his thumb swiping softly back and forth over your upper arm, the sleeve of your top shifting slightly with the motion.Â
âWhat ifâŠâ You gnaw the inside of your cheek. Remus waits. âWhat if everyone thinks that?âÂ
âMm. Well, for what itâs worth, I donât think most people would. Surely not anyone who knows you, or anyone worth being around.â He takes a breath, thinking. âYou canât always control what people think. I know you say Iâm biased, but anyone who thinks something like that really isnât worth thinking about at all. Youâve got enough going through that head of yours, yeah?â He kisses your hair fondly.Â
âI guess so,â you admit.Â
âYeah,â Remus decides. He pulls away to see your face, pushing hair away from your tacky cheeks. âIâd say so.âÂ
You wonder if you look as horrendously in love as you feel. You think you must, because your boyfriendâs expression softens impossibly further as he turns his head to give you a proper kiss. You feel raw but comforted, and suddenly, totally exhausted.Â
âLet the bullies worry about themselves.â Remus gives you a tender look. âIâll worry about you.âÂ
You let a small smile tilt your lips. âAnd what am I left to worry about?âÂ
âNothing,â he says solemnly. âThink you can manage that?âÂ
âNope.âÂ
âMm. Well, try.âÂ
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I have a whole bunch of these: (picture yoinked from ebay).
On the inside, they look like this, barely better than chick tracts.
(Photo source, someone who actually liked these)
And if all you need is the plot, eh, I think that the characters all look too similar and that makes it hard to keep track of what's going on, but if you get past that then okay.
But they won't give you the homoerotic undertones of Dracula, or anything you could learn from the dracula daily tag. It doesn't tell you that Pride and Prejudice is basically a romcom and at times taking the piss. That yeah Huck Finn uses the N-word because he doesn't know better, but he's helping Jim even though he believes it will literally get him sent to hell, because he thinks that's the right thing to do anyway, so what does that say about everyone else who gets excused as a product of their time? That sherlock homes stands up for the little guy. I have read maybe all of the ones in this listing and I remember basically none of them unless I've read them elsewhere.
Sparknotes is good. Or find Crash Course, or Thug Notes, or some other explainer video that's more than 90 seconds long, from someone who has an actual job of explaining them (instead of a job of being an influencer).
ALSO I have worked in AI and would never trust an LLM with a question of fact without looking it up myself after. It was a regular thing for someone in the AI work group to say "I asked it about this thing my kid likes and I learned so much, I didn't know XYZ!" and then us having to say "yeah none of that is true, that's why you aren't supposed to test it on stuff you don't know already."
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۶ৠBROTHERS BSF!MATT x SWEETHEART!READER
đđ warnings... veeerryy short, nothing!! just them being cuties :P
âoh, um- hi matt,â you looked up at your doorway, immediately meeting mattâs eyes. you clutch the diary in your hands to your chest haphazardly, an almost flustered look taking over your face.
âhey there sweetheart.. whatâre you writing?â he chuckled, the blush adorning your cheeks not going unnoticed by him when his eyes roamed your face, before flickering to the diary clasped in your arms. he leans against the doorway, his arms crossed. oh god.
quickly, you look down at the diary, nearly forgetting how to speak, unsure what to say that wasn't 'i was actually writing about you'.
âum, well itâs nothing.. just girl stuff,â you giggled nervously, looking back up from your bed to meet his eyes.
matt brushes it off with a nod, taking a step into your room, looking around the decorations and interior that prettified your room.
âsh-shouldnât you be with my brother?â you murmured, watching as he picked up a few trinkets to look at, before leaving them exactly how they were just a second prior.
normally you would mind it a little if people came barging into your room, picking up your stuff and messing it around. but it was almost as if it didnât matter because it was matt doing it. plus, he wasnât messy with it.
ânah, he can wait. he's just grabbing a drink. iâd rather be talking to his pretty sister instead,â he smiled, giving you a quick glance, before returning his eyes to your posters, acting as if they were the most interesting thing in the world when really he was absolutely shitting his pants from how nervous he was.
you almost felt like you couldnât move, letting out a soft giggle at his words, your cheeks turning beet red. it wasn't often that you got to talk to matt, yet he always knew exactly what to say and how to fluster you.
âyeah.. right,â you sighed, closing the diary and placing it on your nightstand to scoot up next to matt, looking at the same poster he was, before glimpsing down.
he looked at you. âwhat do you mean? i think youâre pretty cute,â an almost trembling finger hooked under your chin, lifting your face from the floor to meet his eyes.
he had told you a couple times already through the small notes he left on your desk, so it was no secret. but yet it left you with butterflies in your stomach and a light smile tugging on your lips.
your eyes flickered back and forth between his, blinking rapidly when his hand made its way to cup the side of your face, pulling you closer. a soft pink hue dusted across your cheeks and nose, getting lost in the moment.
âmatt..? c-can you.. can you ki-â and just when you were about to ask the forbidden question, you got abruptly interrupted by none other than your brother, taking a step back from matt.
âmatt? what are you doing, iâm waiting for you, dude.â your brother pushed the door open, mattâs hand immediately leaving your face, his soft and relaxed demeanor now gone.
âyeah, sorry. my bad, just wanted to see your sister room,â he chuckles awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck as he pats out of the room. he shoots you an apologetic glance and a rushed smile, before closing your door behind you.
and there you stood, flustered, a blushing mess, slightly annoyed, and alone. yet, a subtle smile made its way to your lips, reaching for your diary.
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I really want to see Littlest Wayne having more interactions with the justice league, especially Hal! That bit of him getting emotional after the baby says his name was adorable đ
You don't have to tell me twice. Get ready to get a lot of uncles and aunts đ€ featuring more Bruce x Hal because I'm shameless
Slightly spoilerly warning: â ïž Emetophobia â ïž
The Littlest Wayne: Meet the Team
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"Oh! No. No, I don't â I'm good, actually. No thanks."
Clark gives Hal a curious look, but doesn't try to pass you over to him after that initial rejection. He smiles down at you and goes back to gently tracing the tip of his finger up and down the bridge of your nose. Your eyes droop almost immediately, then you're asleep a minute later.
"They're beautiful, Bruce," Diana says, clapping a hand against his back. Bruce, to his credit, barely stumbles.
"No names in costume," he says.
"You literally brought us your infant child to coo at," Barry chimes in, cracking open a bag of chips. "They're in a Cookie Monster onesie. I think we can let it slide just the once."
"Hnn," Bruce mutters. He lets the edges of his cape fall over his chest, cloaking his limbs and torso until he looks like one, solid shape. "Only the once."
Barry grins, zipping past him to stand in front of Clark and gush over your snoozing form. Oliver held you for a minute when Bruce first showed up to introduce you to the team, then Dinah stole you from him and peppered kisses all over your face until you were squealing with laughter. J'onn carefully held you how he was instructed and told everyone you were thinking about how colorful they each looked. Arthur jokingly asked if Bruce wanted him to baptize you. Arthur swiftly lost his baby privileges. Then Diana held you kind of like someone weighing a ham, nodded once, called you "phenomenal," and handed you off to Clark, where you currently remain.
It was a little curious to see Hal so vehemently refuse to hold you when, as far as Bruce can see, he hasn't taken his eyes off you the whole time you've been in the Watchtower. Even more curiously, before Clark did that little nose trick to get you to sleep, you'd been staring right back at him.
Bruce could go Full Investigation Mode on this, but he understands that it might be a bit much to do to someone he's only been seeing for, like, ten weeks. They haven't even talked about labels yet.
So he does a small guilt trip instead.
Just a small one. Microscopic, really.
Completely harmless.
When he holds out his arms for you, Clark reluctantly surrenders, and you snuggle up to your father with a soft huff. Bruce delicately thumbs over your cheek, taking a moment to admire you, then carries you over to Hal and puts his very harmless plan into motion.
"It's a shame you hate my baby."
Hal looks like he got shot. Guilt Trip Plan: 6/10, too traumatizing. Refine for future use.
"I'm kidding," Bruce says, trying to cushion the blow. "Calm down."
"Jesus, Spooky," Hal mutters, rubbing his temples, "do you ever just ask normal questions outright?"
"Of course I do," Bruce says. "Last night, when we were both free, I asked you if you were interested in having seâ"
"Okay!" He waves his hands, glancing at you with panicked eyes, which Bruce finds absurd. You're barely old enough to comprehend the fact that you have a body, let alone the ability to start processing language. You don't even know your name. You do kind of recognize Bruce's voice, but mainly when he's changing or feeding you, and only by his tone. It's all just senseless noise for you, otherwise, stimuli you allow to wash over you without putting conscious thought to it.
Bruce sighs and takes a smaller step closer to Hal. Hal takes a step back.
"I'm very curious about where this is coming from," Bruce says, choosing to be blunt. "You're fantastic with children, in and out of costume."
He takes another step forward. Hal takes another step back.
"Yeah, sure â kids and stuff â not babies," Hal says. "Kids can walk and talk and aren't...y'know, breakable."
"The baby isn't made of glass, Lantern."
One step forward. One step back.
"I know that! But they're also, y'know...just there. Kids are just tiny people. Babies are babies."
One step forward. One step back.
"I feel obligated to inform you that babies are also classified as people. They have social security numbers, birth certificates â"
One step forward. One step back.
"You know what I meant, don't get smart with me."
"I'm trying to know what you mean, actually. It's not like you don't want to hold them, I can see in your face that you do. The question is why you won't."
One step forward. One step back.
"Bruce, I need you to turn that gorgeous detective brain off for ten seconds and realize how intense you're being. I'm literally being backed into a corner."
Bruce stops walking. Hal can't walk back anymore because he's flush against the wall. Oops.
He acquiesces with a step back and turns his focus back on you. Your eyes are twitching under the lids. He wonders what you're dreaming about.
"This child is mine," Bruce says quietly. "I'm not asking you to step up and play stepfather, Hal, but this is a package deal. Them, and my boys. If that's too much...if that's a deal breaker â"
"Oh," Hal says, "no. Hey, no, of course it isn't! I'm not like that, B, I'm just â I've never â ugh."
He wills the domino mask away so he can rub his eyes, groaning, then shakes his head.
"They always puke!"
Bruce pauses. Thinks. Comes up empty. "Elaborate."
"Babies! Every time I hold a baby, they vomit on me. It's like some horrible magic trick or something, but I swear to you, I've never held a baby and it be able to keep its formula down."
Hal looks very distressed as he admits this, gesturing emphatically to get his point across. Bruce finds it endearing.
"Babies are the most adorable things on the planet. You think I don't wanna take them from you and snuggle up on the couch all day? I do! But they're gonna hurl about it!"
"Okay."
"I swear I'm not lyiâ okay?"
"Okay," Bruce says. "I don't want you to get puked on, and I don't want to clean up more baby vomit than I have to. It stains absolutely everything it touches. It's a nightmare." He shifts his weight, rocking you slowly when you start to fuss. Is it a bad dream, or do you feel stuffy in the onesie? He'll take you home and get you down in the crib, soon. "But that's good to know. We'll figure something out."
"We will?" Hal says. "You aren't upset?"
"No. In fact, thank you for admitting it. I would have been pissed if you made my baby spit up and didn't warn me ahead of time."
Hal snorts. Bruce cracks a small smile, looking back down at your sleeping form. You seem to be settling again.
"So you'll have to wait a little longer to say hi to uncle Hal," he murmurs. "That's fine."
"Sorry for eavesdropping, but if he's Uncle Hal, can I be Uncle Clark?" The Kryptonian asks, almost shyly as he floats over. "Also, I didn't make the baby spit up. Can I hold 'em again?"
"We get to be uncles?? Hell yesssss," Barry says, pumping his fist.
"I will be the most impressive uncle among you," Diana declares, cracking her knuckles. "How do we battle for such a title?"
"You're an Auntie, Di."
"Then I will be the most impressive auntie among you."
"I think we're all just gonna let you have that one. You win."
Diana smiles, triumphant.
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party girl âđâËâč
starring; rafe cameron . sweetie!reader
synopsis; when you somehow end up in the hands of rafe cameron at a party, you find yourself trying all sorts of things that youâd never imagine yourself doing
content; use of cocaine, intox, slight coercion, dry humping, exhibitionism, taking of virginity (depending on how u view virginity), topper and kelceâs existenceÂ
note; trying a new layout to match my new theme
âuhm⊠I think Iâm just gonna go find my friends.â you try to excuse yourself from the conversation youâd find yourself caught up in with rafe cameron, youâd heard from many that he would be very bad news for you.Â
he chuckles, âoh, nah,â he shakes his head, smirking down at you, âyou donât even know where your friends are. a girl like you shouldnt be walkinâ around all alone at a party like this, why donât you come sit with me and my crowd huh?âÂ
you hesitate for a moment, the more rational side of your head thinking you definitely shouldnât follow and alleged drug addicted psycho and possible murderer to his second location. the less rational side is thinking that you donât want to be wondering around for ages looking for your friends, as it would be easier to just go with rafe and hope for the best.Â
you eventually nod shyly, âokay, i guess..â you look down as rafe smiles and starts to lead you through the party, you follow him all the way downstairs to a corner where there are multiple chairs and couches placed around a coffee table that is scattered with cups, plastic baggies, pills and powder.Â
rafe leads you to one of the couches, sitting down in what was presumably his spot before he went on the detour on which he acquired you. there isnât any more space on the couch so you make to perch on the arm next to rafe, he smiles up at you.Â
one of his friends â you recognise him as kelce â speaks up, âwhatâchu doinâ here sweetheart?â his voice is loud and yet barely audible over the buzz of the party around you. âdidnât think you were the type for this scene.âÂ
you shake your head timidly, doing your best to speak up and answer him, ârafe brought me,â you tell him, âi lost my friends.â kelce smirks, so does rafeâs other friend topper and you watch all three of the boys exchange looks you canât tell the intention of.
you feel quite out of place as the men around you are all completely comfortable. they are loud and rowdy, all of them drinking or doing lines or both. you are drinking a pink fruity cocktail that you didnât actually want for the alcohol and only asked for because it was cute and you could.Â
you feel scared to chime into the conversations, so you end up not speaking until youâre finally spoken to. rafe turns up to you, that same wicked smirk plastered across his lips, âyou ever done a line sweetheart?â he asks, voice carrying a suggestive tone.Â
you immediately shake your head, âof course not. that stuff is so bad for you⊠i couldnât ever destroy my body like that.â you say confidently, but then immediately realise your mistake of criticising the use of drugs, in a room full of people who do drugs, everyone is looking at you now. you smile uncomfortably, âbut i donât mind that you guys do it.. thatâs.. just fine.âÂ
rafe chuckles, patting your shoulder, âno youâre right. shits terrible for the body,â he affirms your point, âfeels too good to stop though.â he finishes, before leaning down to snort another line off the table.Â
topper looks up to you, âmaybe you should try some,â he suggests, âwould make you understand us, not be so quick to judge.â he smiles smugly up at you.Â
âiâm not sure,â you rush out, âi donât know if my tolerance will be good enough for coke.â you try to make an excuse. rafe sits up, looking right up to you, his hand comes up to wrap around your shoulder, making it hard for you to not slip off the arm of the couch and land in his lap.Â
rafe speaks, ânah itâs not that bad.â he assures, âtoppers right. why donât you try it, to expand your horizons.âÂ
you shake your head, âI couldnât possiblyââ but rafe cuts you off, clearly set on his motive now.Â
âjust a little bit,â he smiles, holding a line on his thumb, right there for you to accept. you feel like you canât say no.Â
âI donât know how to do it,â you inform him and he chuckles, patting his leg. with everyone watching thereâs really not much you can do, so you scoot over to sit on his lap, looking around the room self consciously.Â
rafe chuckles, lining his hands up under your nose, âwhen I say, you just sniff, okay?â he says and you nod timidly. a few seconds pass and then rafe speaks, âgo.â you immediately sniff, scrunching your face up as you feel the powder go up your nose. you feel the urge to sneeze but you just about manage to hold it back.
rafe smiles, rubbing your back as the others around the table cheer just a little. itâs already starting to hit you, the high, its weird, like everything is a bit distorted, sounds muffled, faces blurred, you feel good.Â
soon youâre the highest in the room, despite probably being the one on the least substance. youâre now completely comfortable in rafeâs lap, leaning against his chest and almost constantly giggling at something in passing.Â
something else is happening too, youâre starting to shed, that means you are beginning to want to get more comfortable, first taking your hair down and then removing your coat, now you want to take off the tights under your dress. with no social awareness due to the fact that well, youre up in the clouds, you stand from rafeâs lap and begin to pull them down as if undressing yourself.Â
âwoah there,â topper laughs, âbit forward donât you think.â he jokes, looking to kelce as they both laugh at your behaviour. rafe smiles up at you, a different look in his eyes.Â
âgetting hot there?â he asks and you nod, assuming heâs referring to temperature. âneed somethinâ to calm you down a little bit? i think you do.âÂ
you frown, âlike what?âÂ
rafe smiles and leans back on the couch, spreading his legs and patting his leg, âcome here and get yourself off.â he says, itâs blunt and forward and surprising. but in your drug addled mind, it just doesnât take you aback.
almost without hesitation you start to approach, the only thing that makes you stop and think is topper and kelce in the back, laughing and saying something about âoh shit sheâs really about to do it,â and âdidnât think his plan would really work.âÂ
you only look back for a second though, you decide fuck it! you climb into rafeâs lap, straddling him. you lean into his chest and without second thought you start to grind against his crotch. the material of his pants is rough against your pussy that is only covered by your thin little panties.
but you allow yourself to forget that, and soon youâre losing yourself in the feeling of deep, pleasurable stimulation. your head is thrown back and youâre moaning out loud, uncaring of the looks you get from all over the room.Â
its minutes of total bliss for you until you finally reach an orgasm, you nearly scream in pleasure. youâre so high and happy that you donât even register the fact that this is the first ever orgasm youâve experienced.Â
when youâre done with your moment of bliss you flop into rafeâs chest, completely spent and ready to crash from your high. the last thing you hear before basically passing out is something from toppers mouth, âguess she really is a party girl.âÂ
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