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yanderemommabean · 6 months ago

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Yandere Choso X Reader fic

(Quick note! This was a com, who ill keep anonymous, but I was told this was A-Okay to post and share! I hope you beans enjoy! The premise is Choso being affected by Hanami's flower in a sex pollen sense, and it goes from there! CW: Dub-con, but con at the end, chasing through woods, random guy gets obliterated for talking to reader, and reader is female/has AFAB language! Its a bit of a read of 3,500 or more words so get cozy!)

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His skin feels like it's incessantly itching. His eyes glean more dilated and red than usual as he looks around his room, pacing the floors like a beast caged. Choso can’t explain it, honestly. He would just feel better if you were here, safe and sound by his side like you should always be-- Especially after how harrowing that fight got when he was slammed into Hanami. Flower buds burst open when Choso’s body brutally collided into the curse, and thankfully he was able to take the brunt of what followed, but you…

He clutches his hair a bit, not wanting to think of what could happen if you were any closer than you were. To think anything could happen to you at all made him feel shaky and uneasy and he knows that can cascade into a pit of despair if let to simmer for too long. It’s a bad habit of his; he’s had it for as long as he’s been the eldest brother. It’s never really let up, in fact he’d say it’s worse now since he’s been given people to care for again. He can’t be fully blamed for that can he? After coming into this world, you and Yuuji were really all he had to get him by. Loss hurts. He’s so tired of that aching loneliness.

Going from adversaries to allies was the least of what anyone expected though he wouldn’t have it any other way. You managed to bring to life what he thought was dead and buried. He’d been so sure he’d strangled it with his own hands.

Choso couldn’t ask for a better friend, yet… Lately he’ll admit, he’s been craving more than just that. When he gets a glimpse of you, he has to force himself to behave and not gather you into his arms, insistent to press his lips to yours and drink in the taste of you. It’s all he’s been wanting these past few days, picturing how your voice would go weak as you beg him for more.

Dear god, he wants to give you more. He’d give you anything your pretty beating heart would desire, simply as long as you only called his name; only ever allowed his fingers and lips to explore your body.

Before you, Choso never once considered looking for a lover. He was sure your kindness could only stretch so thin, denying him anyway. Alas, he was contempt in letting you radiate the sunshine in his life as he loved from afar. After that Hanami incident however, he isn't so willing to sit and wait anymore.

“Cho?” Your voice calls out, poking your head into the room as he paces like an animal being caged. His eyes dart to where you stand, mouth acting before his brain could catch up. “Where the hell have you been?”

You’re both stunned by the coldness his usually warm voice held. You stay still, eyes rounded as you decide to fully enter the room to ask just what the hell his problem was. He’d been aggressive before, sure. You’ve seen him be rough and ruthless as he fights, spewing venomous words and poisoned blood to pry open curses like pistachios. Though, never has he had that sort of cold and demanding tone with you.

“I'm sorry…” he utters, delicate and tired as he walks over, embracing you tightly. You hug him back on instinct, pressing your face into his chest as you feel him play with your hair; pressing his face into it as he breathes your scent in to calm his nerves. Oh dear god, it does the exact opposite. That sweet scent only lets his blood rush south and his mouth goes dry; his fingers start to shake as they brush through your hair and do their best not to yank your head back to force his lips on yours.

You have to be fucking with him. You have to be. Teasing him with every movement you make as his sanity trickles from his ears and he comes closer and closer to just giving in and sinking his teeth into you. Maybe even in a literal sense with how desperate he is to mark you up and keep others away. Or to show you off and to taunt the other, lesser men who thought they could ever get ahold of a gem like you. Pathetic, really.

Those vermin need to crawl on their knees and beg for his forgiveness when he gets ahold of them.

“Look, you’ve been cooped up in here for a while, Choso” You say as you begin to pry away from his tight embrace -was he always this hard to pull away from? “I think you should come with me on a little walk. I know you hate the town so the woods should be fine, right? Fresh air, no paranoid thoughts, you’ll get to see that everyone's ok! I mean, I know how you get when you worry too much…” It’s nothing like that. Though, how can he tell you that? How could he shatter this image you have of him etched into your mind’s eye? How could this beast look at such innocent prey and tell them he’s about to devour them?

He’ll hide that for now. Maybe you’re right. Maybe this is all because he’s gotten sick from Hanami and needs to just let the air and the sunlight heal him. You had never led him astray before.

He trusts you to lead him; guiding him away from the solitude of his living arrangement as he follows dutifully beside you. His body becomes flushed and red as your scent only grows more and more enticing. Do the people walking by not sense it at all? How delectable you smell? How you desperately need to be stuffed to the brim until your voice is broken?

A deep breath, and the curse composes himself. Breeding you in public wouldn’t be ideal anyway. These sick humans would want to taint you, take you away, try to have a piece for themselves, and he wouldn’t hesitate to level a few buildings to make them scatter like the roaches they are.

“Hey, is there anything else you’re not telling me? I mean even in messages you seem, I don’t know…Off '' You ask, stopping mid walk to turn and look up at him. His long hair was down from his usual pigtails and in this light his eyes held more of a dark, dare you say hunter-like aura; it only added to the man's beauty. His scowl seemed to grow as he watched more people walk by, getting way too close to you-- way too comfortable with your personal space.

The woods was just another five minute walk away, and yet it felt like an eternity trying to get there.

“Well, some troubling thoughts have been arising” He admits, while rather harshly yanking you closer as the sidewalk turns into a path that leads into the trees.

“These people need to get away from us. I’m about to strike down the next one who gets too close, I swear.” He grits out, teeth showing in a snarl as he looks over his shoulder, watching as the last two people he hoped would be on this trail were leaving.

You aren’t sure what to even say, you’ve never seen him this high strung before. That’s honestly saying a lot with what you’ve seen Gojo and Yuuji put him through. But in all seriousness, you were beginning to feel uneasy, like something dark was bubbling beneath the surface. You are starkly reminded that he is in fact, a special grade curse.

“L-let’s just calm down and get to the woods before we vent ok?” You say with a forced laugh, feeling the energy shifting even more as a jogger comes running up the way, and stopping to catch his breath. He hunches over, hands on his knees as he lets his lungs get in whatever air they could. With a wipe to his brow, he began smiling up at you two with what Choso saw as a flirtatious smile while you only saw a friendly one. “Careful out there” he says between breaths, standing up fully. “It’s getting dark. You know how those trails get when you can’t see as good. Hate for a cutie like you to get lost…” he says, looking like he was moving in to press closer. “Especially with someone like him-” he whispers, gesturing vaguely “-are you safe with him? Do you trust him?”.

After that question, you feel as though a snap of electricity went through the air.

That’s when it all goes downhill. The warm splash mixed with the thudding of a now headless body hitting the ground, you can’t comprehend what you’re seeing for a few horrifying seconds. It's silent somehow. That’s the worst part. It’s like the world isn’t aware that a man was just beheaded and killed before your very eyes, his lifeless body now bleeding out on the dirt before you and the curse who did the horrible deed.

“He touched you” Choso spits, eyes holding a viper-like stare as he wipes his cheek, a blood streak following his knuckles as he spits at the man's corpse. You act on instinct. You rush forward, your feet carrying you like your life was about to end, and for all you knew, it was. There wasn’t any semblance of the Choso you knew in those eyes as he struck down the innocent man who wanted to check on you. You can’t even begin to process the words Choso is throwing at you as he chases you through the rocks and trees, the sun beginning to fully set as the hunt begins.

You feel like a deer trying to sprint away from a predator. Every flicker of your eyes shows his face, still blood speckled as he runs after you. Every twist and turn you take only makes your heart beat faster as you look for any possible hiding spots, anything to shield you from whatever wrath Choso has had buried within him these last few days. Why? Why is he doing this? He seems so evil and terrifying! You almost let out a sob, hunching over behind a large tree so your breath could come back to you. “Don’t you dare show feelings for someone like him” Choso snarls, but it’s far away, his voice sounding strained as he tries to speak. “Don’t you get it? I did that to protect you! All these people, they…They don’t want what's best for you, they want to hurt you!” Hurt you? Telling you to be safe was hurting you? No, Choso’s just lost it, he’s gone completely crazy!

“Y/N…You know I’d never hurt you” His voice pacifies, coming closer and closer as you fear trying to flee from the tree you’re behind. Oh god please, please don’t let him find you. Don’t let him kill you! “I’d never forgive myself if you were hurt” He continues, stalking closer like a large cat as he follows your scent. “I just want to have you safe. To be pampered. To be mine as I lavish you in my love and adoration” he seemingly purrs, voice dropping an octave as he stalks closer and closer, knowing exactly where you were hiding.

“To have you bear my own children…have you love me as I love you. To taste you. Feel you. Have your body molded to fit mine as we breed like rabbits” he chuckles, dark and sinister as his fantasies seem to take over and spill from his lips. “Tell me, Y/N, are you a gentle lover? Or do you need me to bruise you a little? Rough? Soft? However you need it, you know I’ll give it to you until your pretty little head is empty and only full of thoughts of me.”

That voice, that sultry purr, was this some sort of sick thrill for him?

You don’t get much time to dwell on his true intentions. Once you feel his presence behind you, it’s too late. In a blink, your hands are being pinned, and your mouth is covered by his hand. Your eyes meet beautifully dark ones, staring at you like you were a meal he couldn’t wait to devour.

“Gotcha.” You whimper, shaking your head as Choso simply stares for a moment, soaking in your scent and salivating at the intensity of it. There’s no way he’s not getting a taste of you. He’s even worked up the appetite for it. Once his hand pulls away, you openly sob, shaking and terrified. “Please, please don’t kill me! I-I thought we were-” He clicks his tongue, grabbing your face roughly as he pulls you into an intense kiss. It’s abrupt, unplanned, but he doesn’t care anymore. He’s had enough of these feelings building and building with no release. He’s taking what he wants, and he’s going to be sure you enjoy every bit of what he plans to ensnare.

You find yourself melting into the kiss. You’re confused, and admittedly turned on at the same time. The panted breaths shared between you are hot and primal. He knows how to suck and bite just right to get your lips to open, allowing his eager tongue to slip inside and taste you, dragging the tip of his tongue over the pad of your mouth while his hand goes to your hair, pressing your face closer so he can kiss you deeper.

The deep moans Choso makes as his tongue curls around your mouth, they’re deep and hungry, making your thighs clench together even more. Fuck, are you actually into this? You can’t even feel the amount of shame that you think should as the kiss becomes more feverish, both of you panting and moaning into one another's mouths as he tugs and paws at your clothes. He’s so close to just tearing them off if they keep denying him contact with your warm skin.

He needs you. He needs to feel you pressed against him, bare and naked. He won’t let you get away until his cravings are satiated; your body decorated in his teeth and nail marks. “Choso wait-” You breathe, light headed and confused as you press at his chest, tears still drying on your face. You needed a second to breathe, to think! Everythings happening too fast and too much and- “Say my name again.” he demands, low and carnal as his hands tear off your bottoms. In one fell swoop your wet panties came off with the shorts you wore to make walking easier; showing Choso that at the very least, your body was enjoying this. Who were you kidding? You wanted this to keep going. That fever pitch was only rising and that desperation was filling you too. You wanted to see what he could do to you. Despite being terrified for your life, you knew you were safe. Well, as safe as one could be with a rabid dog like Choso had become. A collared beast isn’t a threat to their owner though, yeah?

“I said-” he barks, pulling you forward to steal another heated kiss, one hand coming to shuck off his own pants. “Say my name again.”

There was no room for arguing. Decorum had left the moment the chase started. You look up into his eyes, kiss swollen lips parted as you both press forward into an embrace. There was a beat of silence, like you both were caught in admiration of one another. The forest waits on baited breath before you reach your hand up and wrap around his neck, holding yourself up as he wraps your leg around his waist. “Choso.” It sent a visceral shock down his spine hearing you say that in such a way. So needy, begging for him to keep his body against yours as you both find yourself kissing again, his hand coming to cup your ass and hold you up until you’re backed against the same tree you were just trembling and crying behind. Everything blurs after that. There’s clothes coming off completely, possessive phrases being moaned into your mouth or bitten into your skin as he falls apart, greedily taking in whatever he could of you as you two go at it like animals. You swallow, deep and nervous when you feel his cock pulsing against you. Where the hell was that thing hiding? Is that why he wears baggy clothes?! He doesn’t let your mind wander for too long. His fingers grip your face again, tilting your head upwards to meet his lust filled eyes. In this moon light, he looks even more inhuman. A true monster who got what he wanted. A death painting. Part of you feels like you want to see him like this more often. Hopefully with less murder involved.

“Eyes on me baby. Only me” he commands, holding you still as he guides himself into you, inch by thick inch. Your entire world was on tilt, feeling him enter you while your legs trembled and struggled to hold onto his waist. How was he so strong? Holding you up this easy, it made your mind race and trip over itself with imagining what all he was holding back on, how he could manhandle you as he pleased.

“Fuck, you’re taking me so good. Just like that.” he praises, and fuck, it goes right to your core, making you pulse and throb with arousal as he begins to pump into you. You feel yourself go taut as he decides to press you into the ground, his cock angling even deeper inside of you as he has you in a damn near mating press.

“To think I waited for this-” he groans, deep and guttural as he begins to grind into you, over and over, long and languid strokes to drag the pleasure out of both of you. “-Ngh, to think I wouldn’t have you, begging for me and my cock, moaning for me like a good little whore.” “Ch-Choso!” You gasp, choked and stunned as he begins to speed up, the haze only growing as he holds his hand to your throat and buries into you over and over again. “You should have been mine since I fucking laid eyes on you! Fuck-I should make you my pretty little mommy, breed you like your pussy craves until we have more kids than I have brothers.” he rambles, tensing up and manking sure his angles were just right, stroking every bump and ridge inside of you. Your toes are curling at this, being used like some flesh light while Choso babbles away about how he owns you, how he wont let anyone even breathe near you, all while his massive cock carves its place inside of you. It can’t be helped when you scramble for any sort of purchase, grabbing onto his arm and clawing at his skin, drawing blood as you clench your fingers.

Your mouth falls open, heat flooding your system as you moan louder than you’re sure you ever have when you used toys or had sad experiences with other dates. It was so much, it was too much. You hadn’t known you’d be so turned on by this; how possessive Choso was, never even considered it until now.

With the way your body tensed, a splash of your cum coating Choso’s cock and dripping down to the forest floor, there was no denying it. You were perfectly ruined for this man. The white hot pleasure came rushing behind your eyes, your back arching off of the ground as you cried out, spasming and writhing as your orgasm wracked your frame.

Choso watches, enthralled and beyond turned on as he watches you fall apart. His hand comes to press right on your abdomen, feeling how deep he is inside of you as his thrusts refuse to cease. “That’s it. Good fucking girl, Y/N. Feel how deep I'm going to breed you? How full I’m going to make your womb? Fuck, you’re going to be so pretty round and soft with our babies.” He’s lost in his animalistic thoughts, his pace picking up as he sloppily kisses you, chasing your taste with his lips and tongue as his balls slap against your ass, his orgasm coming to its peak. “Going to mark you from the inside, make you mine.” he growls, only getting your weak and worn out whimpers in return as you watch how his cock enters you over and over, knowing he means every word. He steals another desperate kiss, his hips suddenly stilling as warm fluid empties into you, fucked deeper and deeper into your core. You shudder, feeling like an aftershock of pleasure leaves you as his cock slips out and his load begins to follow. You two sit there, panting and catching your breath. Choso seems so much more, how do you say, soothed? Subdued? Pacified? Whatever it is, he seems so much more calm than he had earlier as he admires how his seed leaks from you and lets his fingers play with your soaked and swollen hole. “Hmph. I love how you jerk and twitch from this. Sensitive aren’t you?” he chuckles, crawling on top of you again, admiring every bite mark that was now swelling and welting. “I think this is a good start.” “T…To what?” you ask, head more clear as you try to once again process everything that’s happening. “Our family” he says, like he didn’t just rearrange your guts. “I'm going to make us a family. A big family. A loving one unlike the one I was brought up with.”

He smiles, soft and amused as he plays with a few strands of your hair, like you weren't covered in dirt and sweat. “I’ll give you a few minutes before we get started again”.

((I hope you beans loved it! -mommabean))

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yappaccinocookie · 18 days ago

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kisses for the archer!

Yo! Could You please write a Silverbell x Reader fic? Silverbell IS one of My absolute favs and i want to SEE more content of him! If thats fine by ya, ofc!

saw this and immediately made a new post. i hear you so much, silverbell is one of my favorites in the beast yeast arc. its sad that there is not much content with him, because silverbell really is a scrumptious sweetheart! i didn't like how this one turned out that much, because it's way too short and he's a bit ooc—but i hope you like it! ill maybe proofread this later... also this is an established relationship!!

LOWERCASE INTENDED!

the knights of the faerie kingdom have a packed schedule, there are accidents and emergencys that happen everywhere the most recent being the escape of one of the 5 beasts. it all happened so fast, they couldn't take a break! most knights had to work overtime to ensure the beast didn't do anymore damage.

silverbell cookie was one of the few that was very busy, since he was a knight, aswell as an archer. he has to keep watch, and even though you know he'll do a great job at his work, you're not so sure about him being great at self–care. silverbell is prone to forgetting about his health, he'd often skip meals if it were to serve the faerie kingdom. this of course made you very worried about him, asking random knight and archer cookies you didn't even know existed about how he was doing and his whereabouts.

when you were able to talk with silverbell he'd brush it off with a simple "I'm fine, no need to worry!" then crack a smile, that stupid face of his... this didn't sit right with you, because one his statements made you worry even more and two you were severely–touch starved because you havent seen silverbell in a long time! you wouldn't be able to convince him to take a break that easily, so you decided to do what any normal cookie would do! sneak up behind him during his patrol.

you weren't a clueless to what the knights did, you knew where they patrolled, so you waited at a specific time before going to the woods... it was a mess to walk around, branches and thorns scattered everywhere. you didn't really have a goal when searching for silverbell just one sound.

chime– eureka! you turned to where the sound came from, and then ran straight there. it was when you reached a specific area that the chiming of the bell stopped, you looked around, confusion visible from your face. you suddenly felt a pair of arms yank you from the ground.

"yn cookie, why are you here?" you heard a familiar voice say, guess the tables have turned, you were the one that got sneaked up from behind. "I uhhhhhh—" you didn't say anything else, and waited for him to put you back down. silverbell searched for a safe landing place, before putting you down.

"so–care to elaborate why you're here?" he asked tilting his head, silverbell wasn't angry no, no, he'd never be angry at you. his tone is more of being concerned, the creatures could've seriously hurt you, it was a miracle that you didnt encounter any of them on your way here. you stood there thinking for a second, while he patiently waited for you to respond.

you didn't respond, instead you hugged him, catching him off guard. "wh—hey! what's all this about?" silverbell asks again, not pushing away from the hug. despite all the movement he was doing in a short time, he still felt so soft! like a marshmallow, you'd probably doze off if you didn't know he was on duty.

he caught on to what you were trying to say, no words needed from you. "you miss me?" he didn't expect or need a response from you. "I'm sorry, I'll do better I promise I sw–" the archer was caught off-guard again with you suddenly tackling him and peppering him with kisses. this was the time he pushed you away, "that was uncalled for!" silverbell laughed. "care to give me another?" he asked sheepishly, 'say less!' you thought

you guys had a small chat, but silverbell had to go soon, but he didn't want to continue working not knowing your safety. silverbell walked you to the safe zone like the good lover that he is! you've got what you wanted, maybe next time you'll be able to talk with him longer.

bonus scenario —

"you seem more smiley today silverbell, kinda odd seeing you shoot things with a smile." a cookie commented, "mhm..." the archer only hummed.

#cookie run kingdom x reader #crk x reader #silverbell cookie #silverbell crk #silverbell cookie x reader #silverbell x reader

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neuvistar · 2 months ago

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wassup madlang people!!!

hii !! <3 it’s been quite awhile since i’ve posted here, i sincerely apologize for any inconvenience :,) but im stopping by here to say that i’m archiving this blog.

throughout the year, i slowly got more busier n busier n barely had time to hop on here and have fun. i apologize for not being able to celebrate my 3000+ special with everyone properly, but i really appreciate all the support and love ive received from you all i will never forget it!!! >:) i sincerely apologize for any letdowns ive caused regarding my inactivity. writing is my hobby, and that will forever be engraved in my mind as something i enjoy. but yet as stupid as it may sound, i grew more exhausted and drained because of personal issues that i was unexpectedly hit with this year (☠️😭) and lost motivation n confidence regarding my writing skills, which slowly lead to me becoming less n less active and my exhaustion grew even more evident. no matter how much i tried my best to keep up with everything happening around me, i couldn’t get that spark of inspiration or motivation anymore and i want to adjust + focus more towards bringing myself back up before i start writing again :)

as i’ve said, even though i’m archiving this blog.. i will keep it up n i might come back with a new alias :,) for now, if i do happen to make a decision about making a new account, i will make sure to make you guys happy on my new blog instead of this one <3 i will be sure to let you all know when the time comes! (whehehe might follow moots first if i DO make a new one!) ++ to asks in my inbox that i’ve received, i’m so sorry for not being able to respond and answer sooner 🙁 i hope to see you all again on my new blog which will be more cooler and amazing than this one :)

to my mutuals, to my followers and my lovelies, thank you so much for being silly here for me n if possible, i hope we can bond again if i ever do make another account <3 for now ill have to focus on myself and try to get comfortable again, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS PAST YEAR AND I HOPE TO SEE YOU ALL AGAIN WHEN I MAKE A NEW BLOG! LOVE YOU ALL FOREVER N EVER !!! hope 2 see u guys again soon! 🤍🤍

— MARYSE .

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angelsanarchy · 1 year ago

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Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N Series CH 6

Tagging: @ophelialaufey @madamemaximoff06 @forever-not-gonna-sink @ajmiila02 @liquidsmoothdomme @shady-the-simp @that-one-persons-posts

TW: Self Harm, Blood

Y/n knew that tonight was Mayhem's first show and as much as she wanted to be there for support, she knew she had to work. She had tried to call and wish him good luck but she got the voicemail. Since he lived with the band, she decided against leaving a message and just hoped he would come by and tell her how it went.

When they all piled into the restaurant, face paint half smudged off and louder than normal, Hammed started taking orders as quickly as he could. Y/n couldn't really interact at the moment as she was working the line instead of tables. The amount of drinks she had to uncap hurt her hands but she made sure to stack them all on a tray to be dropped off to them. Once Hammed got tired of taking orders, he switched onto grill and Y/n was able to greet Oystein.

"How did it go?" She asked brightly seeing little bits of his makeup still on the corners of his eyes and mouth.

"It went really well. Wish you could have seen it." He smiled back taking his food.

"Maybe someday." She knew it wasn't her scene but she would tough it out to see Oystein play.

"You didn't stick around for the party. I looked for you but they said you took off pretty early." He looked disappointed.

"I was still on the clock so I couldn't really stick around. I figured you wouldn't even have noticed surrounded by groupies." Y/n tried to keep it light but Oystein screwed up his face.

"Hardly. I don't give a shit about groupies." Y/n felt a slight uptick in her heart but she didn't want him to know it. She took a napkin and leaned over the counter to rub some of the smeared makeup away from his eye.

"I'm definitely going to need a shower at some point." Oystein laughed.

"I'd say so. I can't believe you brought your stench in here with that crew of misfits." Y/n finally noticed Pelle sitting in a chair with his head down.

"Ey he might need some more tape." One of the guys shouted to Oystein.

"Hey do you have any duct tape?" Y/n cocked an eyebrow.

"Um we should. Let me check the back." Oystein nodded and went to sit his food down on the table. When Y/n found the tape, she walked of the door and immediately say Oystein trying to help Pelle pull tape from his bloody wrists.

"Fuck!" Y/n's eyes went wide pushing the swinging bathroom door and seeing what they were doing.

"What the fuck happened and why are you putting fucking duct tape on it?!" Y/n looked at Pelle who was paler than normal.

"It's not as bad as it looks." Oystein said stupidly. Pelle made eye contact with Y/n and she walked back out of the bathroom towards the office. She grabbed the first aid kit and her purse from her locker. When she returned they had gotten all the tape off and she was staring at how scarred his arms were.

"Grab me a chair from the table please." Oystein ran out to grab the chair and Pelle was shaking.

"You don't have to-" Pelle started.

"Listen, I'm not here to judge you. If you want to die or feel or whatever, its your life to have or end but you can't come here and expect me to serve meat sandwiches when you're bleeding out in a booth." Y/n wasn't trying to scold him. She had a brother who battled terrible mental illness so she knew the anguish someone must feel to do this to themselves but she knew Hammed would lose his shit.

Oystein sat the chair down and she pushed Pelle into it. She knelt in front of him and Oystein watched her clean his wounds up, disinfect them and attempt to put bandages on them.

"These are only butterfly band aids but you need fucking stitches, Pelle." Y/n was about to open her second box of band aids.

"Dead....my name is Dead." She clicked her tongue against her teeth annoyed.

"You know, these stage names are starting to piss me off." Y/n looked at Oystein in the mirror. She put a long gauze pad on his wounds before getting up from the floor.

"Take him to get stitches as soon as you can." Y/n said as Pelle walked past her as if she didn't just stitch up his gapping wounds.

"He'll be okay. I'll make sure to get him stitched up." Oystein assure Y/n as she cleaned up the bloody gauze and bandage wrappers. She felt a hand on her back and she tensed.

"Hey...it's fine. He's done much worse than that." Oystein's words made her turn around.

"I can see that but that doesn't mean he's fine. If anything he's furthest from fine Oystein." She felt a weight on her chest like she wanted to cry and he could tell she was upset. He pulled her to his chest and she dodged it as the door swung open again.

It was the guy who was lurking around at the party the other night.

"Hey I wanted to say you guys were very good tonight...at your gig. My name is Christian-"

"Do you see I'm a little busy here?" Oystein snapped. The way he spoke to Oystein gave off much different vibes than she would have thought. She assumed it was a friend but he came off more as a fanboy. He backed out of the bathroom leaving them both standing alone. Y/n quickly scrubbed her hands in the sink wanting to be out of that confined space.

"Y/n.." Oystein reached out again.

"I've got to get back to work." Y/n wiped her face and pushing past him. They continued to cut up and eat for another 20 minutes before they finally left. Y/n felt so tense and uneasy, all she wanted to do was scream.

#R!Euronymous #FIlm: Lords of Chaos #One Shot Series #Alkaline #Alkaline Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #R!Euronymous x Y/N #6/35

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catboygirljoker · 10 days ago

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What were your thoughts about KHearts before you got into it vs Now having been into it? Also late welcome to the community hope you've had fun!

thankyou :D!! i have had fun, sitting in my little crevice and exporting my xigbar images and xigbar posts. im happy that people have connected with it in some way :]

thoughts about KH before i got into it:

for some reason i was under the impression that the games were about a boy who has dreams about disney worlds. and he has regular size feet in the real world and only has big feet in the dream world. i also think he traveled with mickey and not donald or goofy

also for some reason i was under the impression that ventus was sora's dad. it was not until i actually watched the cutscenes in birth by sleep and saw lea and isa that i realized OH. this is NOT as far back on the timeline as i thought it was

images of a spiky red boy and a spiky blond boy and a black haired depressed girl eating ice cream together with lots&lots of people sobbing in the replies. (REALLY emphasized the slow creeping emotional dread of that game for me. like golly i sure hope i dont get emotionally destroyed like all those other people! and then i , was)

when i was in middle/high school i had friends who were super into it, but i was never able to play it because my parents had a policy of No Consoles. we were allowed to have handhelds, though, because my family took frequent road trips, so when i found out that there was a KH game for DS i said to a friend "oh, cool! dyou think id be able to play it without playing the other games?" and she looked at me, and looked at her copy of Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days, and said "........no"

only ~15 years later do i realize how funny of a question that was

thoughts about KH as i was getting into it:

too numerous to count. i shall attempt to keep it moderately brief

last year my husband listened to a podcast called "lore dump" where people explain the lore of different media to each other, and they did an episode/series on kingdom hearts, and i heard some pretty WaCkY sTuFf (i specifically remember them explaining what the recusant's sigil is, in the context of xigbar explaining that they'd been tracking sora and riku through the story of DDD)

found a vod of one of my favorite streamers streaming 1 and 2 to benefit abortion rights in texas, and i was like, well, here's my chance, heh, im gonna understand all of the WaCkY LoRe

i start up the stream. within the first 15 minutes i Get it. like it feels very dated in a lot of ways but i instantly understood what made people connect so strongly with this series. even as someone who didn't grow up with any attachment to it, and was a little put off of it even by how into it my friends were, to me kh1 is just pure high octane nostalgia. the tone is so specific and warm and bittersweet. i cried multiple times during the ending. it just really got to me! i was hooked!

when i fixate on a media property i like to have a hot person to chew on. i really. really thought it was gonna be axel. he is exactly the kind of character i would've fixated on when i was younger, when i had friends who were into KH. older mentor figure character who takes younger characters under his wing. associated with fire. projects brash confidence. k,ills people. he's a really good character! i love him a lot! every time he appears on screen i get on all fours and start barking! and there's all this fanart and merch and...then i got distracted......

hey blake in early 2023. it's me, blake in late 2024. have you heard of kingdom hearts. yeah. yeah youre gonna get really into it. yeah youre gonna have the longest running blorbo since you mega-fixated on the tenth doctor when you were 14. yeah. yeah um. you know the clip where the guy says "me? i'm already half xehanort!" and sora says "that's..nuts!"? yeah that guy? yeah. yeah. that guy. the half xehanort guy. yeah youre gonna make a fool of yourself online for that guy.

#i do think that. honestly #part of why i was able to understand and get attached to kingdom hearts so intensely #was because i was just a few days out from the worst mental health day of my life #i think it's less ''kingdom hearts saved my life'' and more...if you keep living you will keep finding reasons to live #things to excite you and make you feel things and make your mind swirl and spin and make you get on all fours and bark like a dog #they'll pass. but they'll always arrive #anyway. thank you for the ask :]#kh #asks #kingdom hearts posts tag

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hinata-boke · 1 year ago

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Hi! When did you get into hq? Have you had trouble with waning interest over time, or how do you keep your passion fresh?

hi!! i first watched haikyuu at around the end of 2019, where i just binge watched all of season 1-3. i enjoyed it a lot and thought it was really really good, but somehow i didn't get into it then. i just kind of said "oh they weren't kidding about it being good", and didn't engage with or create much fancontent. (a couple of my friends liked it, one of them even started playing vball because of it in hs)

when s4 came out i watched the first few episodes as they came out but didn't actually keep up with it all the way!! i only ended up finishing season 4 sometime last year.

around 2022, my brother wanted to find an anime to watch with our family, and i thought haikyuu would be a good choice (especially for my mom) since i thought it was very wholesome, exciting sports fun with good characters. while i was rewatching i was one again like "hey this is really good" and i made this blog to post occasional drawings. this time i was more invested since i noticed more characters the second time around, and i was like oh there's a LOT of funny little guys in here

then i started doing 1hqaday on a whim after seeing some prompts for 15 and 30 day challenges, soon after finished s4 and read the manga and got VERY invested! (also i only started REALLY liking akaashi here lol) also i think having to find references for a whole bunch of characters and thinking about their significant moments while drawing them made me appreciate each of them more, and haikyuu as a whole.

compared to a lot of people id say im still relatively new to actually being a part of the fandom so i haven't dealt with much waning interest in my current phase (i dont count since the beginning since i wasn't originally that invested), but in the past i tended to cycle through main interests every year or so. haikyuu still seems to have a lot going on though, and i have SOOO many ideas i haven't drawn yet that i hope ill be able to stick around for quite a while!

(sorry for rambling)

#ask #boke.txt #excuse my rambling i hope this was interesting to read though!!#edit: sorry i got my years confused i think i finished s4 last year not this year?

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queruloustea · 1 month ago

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Hey! This will eventually have a question after this prelude.

I did not know that things were happening with your health. I dont quite know how to approach a subject like this (forgive me for my almost-17-year-old woes and inexperience) but I will try.

Even if you cannot fully recover, we will still be here to see and bear witness to all of your wonderful art that you have/will post. I am still very happy to hear about your slow recovery regardless. Ive been surrounded by chronically ill/disabled people for practically my whole life (and consider myself as mentally disabled) so I get that life will KICK YA IN THE ASS yaknow? Always the kind of shit with ups and downs. Irregardless of what happens exactly, lets hope youre able to manage it well enough sooner than later!

Heres the question: What would you say are the music taste of these two ocs? It can be a vague genre vibe or even specific bands. Forgive me for not knowing their name, I have not used Tumblr in a good 2 months or so. I am simply OBSESSED with music and discovering it…and perhaps you can use this as an excuse to reccomend me some music! Perhaps I may even comment my opinions on the music if you GAF.

(Your OCs are giving real “Sea, Swallow Me” by the Cocteau Twins ft. Harold Budd btw. I dont quite know what it is but your ocs look like they admire the ocean. Considering you like the rain, this tracks!)

thankyou, my friend, that is incredibly sweet. granted that full recovery looks unlikely with the current expected diagnosis, this is very very comforting to hear!! life really does have a habit of kicking one in the ass well-bad, though. goodness :'] i'll just keep ambling on at my own pace for now, and see how getting medicine goes.

and also!!!! thankyou for the lovely question :]] i will assume you mean randall and maverick, since those are the two i've posted most about :] i've got some ideas about music tastes!

mav's probably the most musically-interested person - i figure he listens to a lot of the same genre he plays. that is, gentle folk-country-blues-man-on-a-guitar (/aff) type songs. in terms of Play Music (as an instrument-player myself i think this counts), he also writes a lot of love letters to both his hometown and his very very platonic buddypalfriend. i think he'd be really into that

randy? hm, not as into Music That Isn't Morning Birdsong, but a friend and i have figured he'd be more of a classical guy if he did listen. and, later, he bonds with mav's little sister over music, too, so probably gets most of his recommendations at that point from a feral eight-year-old with access to radio - so, i suppose, the short answer is a bizarre mix of classical music and. whatever aforementioned eight year old makes him listen to.

i might have to think a little more about specific recommendations (memory fog), but if i or my dear friend come up with any i'll see if i can remember to rebloggle!

thankyou so so much, this was such a delightful ask to receive and think about :] made my day

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sevcasejay1chicago · 2 years ago

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Not a Burden - Casey/Halstead/Severide

Authors note: Sorry I haven’t posted on a few days. I haven’t been doing well mentally and the holidays really suck the life out of me. My social battery is zapped and it’s taking everything else with it. Here’s one I wrote a couple months back. I’ve been frequently sick, including right now, so I hope you enjoy the little comfort it also brought me.

Description: you send your guys out after work to try and shield them from your sickness because you feel like a burden. They make you feel better in more ways than one.

Warnings: vomiting, cursing I think, panic attacks (sorta low key)

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The boys figured you were hiding out when they all arrived home one evening to find the house dark and quiet. If they hadn’t seen your car still parked in the driveway, and known that you were home since they didn’t get any alerts of the security system disarming before they did it, they wouldn’t have thought you were home. You had convinced the boys that you were fine and to go to Molly’s after work, claiming you just wanted to have a long bath in silence, but you were looking forward to seeing them later. They understood that sometimes you need some time to yourself and they love that you let them know, but normally you’re waiting for them as soon as the door opens.

“Maybe she went to bed early.” Kelly commented as they all took off their boots and jackets at the door.

Jay shook his head as he looked to his watch. “Nah. She would have messaged if she did, but it’s even more unlikely given that it’s barely past 10.” Jay spoke knowing that like Kelly, you were a night owl and Jay normally had the task of dragging you to bed at a decent time just like Matt did to Kelly.

Jay led the way down the hall, Matt and Kelly hot on his heels. Matt nudged the bathroom door open off the kitchen just to make sure you weren’t in there before following along with his boys. Jay had stopped outside the master bedroom and the other two followed suit.

“What?” Kelly whispered, coming up to Jay’s back and looking over his shoulder.

You could be heard sniffling from the doorway. The tv was on, playing one of the Marvel movies, and you had the fan on. Peaking in, the boys could see a trash can next to you on the bed and you sitting there bundled up in Jay’s army hoodie.

Jay looked back and nodded, slowly opening the door and walking in with the other two behind him. “Hey princess.” Jay whispered, successfully catching your attention. “What’s going on?”

Your bottom lip wobbled as you looked at your three guys, tears slipping down your face. “‘M sorry.” You whispered, burying your face into your hoodie covered hands.

The boys all looked at each other and approached you. Kelly climbed in and pulled you into his lap, Jay sat next to you and Kelly, Matt stood by the bed wanting to be able to grab anything you needed.

Kelly nuzzled your face into his neck and looked up at Matt. “She’s burning. Go grab the thermometer.” Kelly said, looking to Jay next. “Can you get a wet cloth for her?”

Jay nodded and took off after Matt, meeting him in the master bathroom. “Should I call Will?” Jay asked Matt, concern evident in his voice and on his face.

Matt shook his head as he kept searching. “Let’s just see what’s wrong first. If her fever is dangerous or she can’t keep anything down, we will call.”

Jay was the worrier. All the boys hated seeing you sick and worried about you, but Jay always wanted to loop in Will at any sign of illness. Kelly was the one who almost always took charge when any of his lovers were sick, and Matt was great with that. Matt was a mother hen, but Kelly kept him from smothering anyone and had Matt making sure Jay kept his cool. Matt was the voice of reason.

Coming back into the bedroom, Jay and Matt could hear that your breathing had quickened, but you were still hidden in Kelly’s neck. “Shhhhh. Breathe for me.” Kelly murmured into your ear, rubbing your back and making eye contact with your other boys as they approached. “Jay, hand me that.” Kelly instructed, pointing to the trash can just out of his reach.

Jay complied, handing Kelly the trash can before he placed the wet rag on your neck. Matt came up next to Jay, reaching around to put the ear thermometer in. Matt sighed as the reading popped up, “101.2” he announced, reaching up to pet the back of your head.

Kelly kissed your forehead and looked down at you. “Baby? Have you taken anything?” Kelly asked, hoping the answer was yes, but also hoping it was no since it would clearly not be working.

You shook your head, clutching onto Kelly. “Nauseous.”

Jay sighed and looked to Matt. “Do we still have her Zofran? Maybe get her to take one and let that work before we get something in her and some fever reducers?” Jay pondered thoughtfully, trying to think of what Will has done in the past for you.

Matt nodded, heading to the bathroom. “If not, maybe we can give Will a call after all just to have him bring some over. Let me check first though.”

All the boys knew you wouldn’t ingest anything if you felt nauseous. You have an extreme fear of throwing up and you always avoid it at all cost. They knew you had to be feeling bad to have the trash can near by.

You moaned into Kelly’s neck, squirming in his lap as a wave of nausea went through your body. Your breathing picked up as Kelly and Jay heard your stomach gurgle. Jay took the trash can from Kelly and held it close to you as Kelly rubbed your back.

“Baby. If it’s gonna happen, let it happen. We have you. It’ll be over soon.” Kelly said, looking over at Jay. Kelly could feel the sweat suddenly collecting on your forehead, cooling his neck from the previous dry burn your forehead was leaving before hand. Kelly knew what was coming.

You shakily turned in Kelly’s lap, facing toward Jay and angled your head over the bin. Kelly kept you steady as you turned, then he secured you by the waist and rubbed your belly above the sweatshirt. Jay leaned forward and quickly kissed your forehead before he swept back your fly aways. Jay kept a solid hold on the trash can and let you place your hand under his so that he could hold onto you. Matt came back in with the pills and one of your headbands, quickly placing it to catch your flyaways when he came in and saw your current position.

Silence was heard about the apartment as nobody dared to move. Suddenly, you heaved, almost flying forward but being caught by Kelly’s hold on you. Matt held your forehead and rubbed your back. All the boys shushed you and whispered words of comfort as you brought up wave after wave of vomit. Kelly could feel how violent your stomach was beneath his hand as he rubbed soothing circles on the area. Matt rubbed and thumped your back, trying his best to sooth you and help you through the worst of it. Jay stayed silent but held onto you and the trash can. Jay wasn’t great with vomit, but he wasn’t going to leave you either. His girl always came first, so he just kept his mouth shut and tried to focus on comforting you.

Once you were finished, you fell back into Kelly’s awaiting arms. Matt took the garbage can to clean out while Jay took the cloth off your neck and gently wiped your face. You were still shaking as you reached for Jay, wanting to be in his arms. Jay smiled at you, his eyes gleaming with pride that you wanted him when you were this sick. Jay gently took you from Kelly and switch positions, leaning against the headboard with you straddling his lap.

“What happened babygirl?” Jay whispered, kissing your neck as he rubbed your back in a soothing up and down motion.

“Wasn’t feeling good. Knew you guys had a long day. Just wanted a bath and bed, but I didn’t want to bother you guys. So I told you to go.” You explained, mumbling the explanation into Jay’s shoulder.

Kelly sighed next to you and Jay, craning his neck to look at you. “Sweetheart. We would have rather been here taking care of you. We just thought you wanted space.” Kelly explained, rubbing your arm.

“Feel like a burden. ‘M always sick.” You whispered, turning your head to face Kelly.

Jay and Kelly frowned, both ready to answer, but Matt beat them to it. “Baby girl. You are not a burden.” Matt said firmly, coming back in and sitting the trash can on the night stand just incase. “You are amazing and beautiful and smart and kind and thoughtful and brave. You are everything good. Never are you a burden.”

Jay and Kelly nodded in agreement. “We know you can’t help getting sick. You have a compromised immune system.” Jay added, rubbing your back.

“Plus, you have three amazing boyfriends who love you and cherish you and want to take care of you.” Kelly pipped up, booping your nose. “We choose you every day and we would do it every time.”

“We would take this from you if we could, but we can’t.” Matt said.

“So instead, we are going to make sure you know we love you. We will always be here to take care of you. We want to.” Jay said, kissing your head.

“You have to tell us though. Okay?” Matt asked, looking at you.

You nodded, reaching out to Matt. Matt obliged, sitting down on Jay’s other side and taking you from the detective. You snuggled in as your boys tended to you. You couldn’t have a better family than the little one you had right here on this bed.

#one chicago #jay halstead #matt casey #kelly severide #one chicago x reader #fluff #matt casey x reader #comfort #jay halstead x reader #anxiety attack #emeto tw #emeto

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nomeaynfoeye · 5 months ago

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hello! i saw that you followed me (whether it be on accident or not), so i decided to check your blog out. ive read a couple of your vents and that one post you reblogged talking about things you were fine with people putting in your inbox. so i would like to, if i may, comfort you!

im so sorry these things are happening to you, but you have to keep pushing! ive been through the trenches before, and have even almost attempted suicide. but now, while i am still not in the best shape (i had a really bad meltdown just a couple nights ago), i have gotten so much better. ive gotten help, started talking to friends, and ever since i have actually been able to find happiness in some things. while finding happiness is a VERY long and slow journey, just remember that theres always a light at the end of the tunnel. if you ever need someone to talk to, dont be afraid to shoot me a dm. ill be here for you. im trying to be there for everybody, and guide others out of the trenches where i once was. even if i cant help you, there are many websites and helplines that are made up of professionals who are MUCH better at helping people than i am.

p.s. im so sorry if this is incoherent, its 7:30 in the morning

hopefully things get better for you very soon! <3

ohhhh my fucckinf god,,,, this means so so much to me thank you. and don't worry about the typing it's like 6 over here lmao

yeah i've been struggling with my mental health, and we're also in the middle of moving so of course, that makes things all the more stressful. over all i'm doing pretty okay, but when i'm not, it hits HARD, and we're currently looking for treatment options via therapy and medication. i'm sorry that you've been through something similar to me. but i'm glad that you're looking for solutions too

but hey!!! we're getting a kitten today, so it's not all bad.

here's the little guy! we're picking him up after we finish up moving today. his name is Tsar Zerachiel Pottypaws

i hope maybe we can be friends! thank you so much for checking in

#tw sui mention #thank you so much

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wouldntyou-liketoknow · 9 months ago

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Hi, do you take requests for x readers? Im really wanting some natemare x reader (they/she pronouns) fluffy cuddles maybe a cute date? Protective and mildly possessive Mare has my heart lol hes so precious and i love him, maybe its a date and Mare left to get drinks or something and a creep wouldnt leave y/n alone so Mare has to step in etc? Its okay if not that and its okay if you dont write x readers too ^-^ thanks :P

Call me Lyxie or Lyx ^-^

(for anon, ill be either Lyxie/Lyx or ^-^ anon if theyre free :P)

Weeeeell, this is a tiny bit awkward, considering the role I wrote Natemare into for Goretober 2022 (sue me, I took inspiration from FNAF lore.) But I'm still happy to write for him again! I really appreciate your patience. Hope it's okay!

(I am SO, SO, SO SORRY this took such an incredibly long time to post! The Goretober stuff and my last-minute Halloween Special Story had already been keeping me busy, AND THEN CHRISTMAS SEASON CAUGHT ME SO OFF-GUARD THAT MY HEAD IS STILL SPINNING FROM IRL CHAOS. I guess I should've expected that, because Christmas is always like that, but whatever.)

(Also, this is kind of my first time writing an x reader type story, or one specifically in a romantic sense, at least. So, sorry if this comes across a bit awkwardly 😅)

(Trigger Warnings: alcohol, eating/drinking, unwanted advances/creepy behavior, body horror, slight physical violence, strong language. Please let me know if I missed anything.)

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You can be described as someone who’s skilled in rolling with the punches.

Now, rolling with the punches doesn’t always mean being able to understand things that really aren’t meant to be understood, but it seems you’ve got a certain knack.

If you didn’t, then how else would you have found yourself in a nice relationship with a banshee-esque spirit?

Yeah, your and Mare’s first meeting had been a little awkward, considering you’d been sabotaging a cult that was trying to hold blood rituals in his adopted brother’s name, but you two still became fast friends afterwards. (‘Matter of fact, the adopted brother in question is a pretty chill guy, too. Shockingly chill for an eldritch abomination in disguise, at least.)

Really, dating Mare has helped open up more of reality to you. Pretty much every aspect of the human world has a counterpart for no-so-human entities. (Yes, you sort of already knew about that, but thanks to Mare, you’ve been able to actually explore it for yourself.)

For example: the setting of your latest date.

Holy Water Distilling Co. was one of many establishments owned and controlled in Phantom’s domain.

By day, it was a tidy bar offering a pool table in one corner and a stage in the other.

By night, it was. . .well, the same thing. The only parts of it to change were the clientele, as well as certain items on the menu.

One particular evening, Mare just so happened to be up on the aforementioned stage, alongside a few of his musician-buddies. You, meanwhile, were seated at the counter, watching and listening as he performed.

(Not that you minded this arrangement. Mare’s affinity for music was what you initially bonded with him over, after all. You’d tagged along on his gigs before, and he’d never failed to make it a good time.)

Patiently waiting for him to wrap up his band’s last song so you two could enjoy the rest of the night together. . .

“Y’know, it’s always easy to find some nice toys in this place,” an unfamiliar voice whispers from just a few seats away. “But I never thought I’d see a worthwhile human around here.”

. . .and trying your absolute damnedest to ignore the stranger who just couldn’t seem to take a hint.

Similarly to Mare and Phantom, the stranger in question could almost pass for a human. Just not at the moment, since he’d obviously taken off whatever disguising veil he used (those were pretty popular among this crowd for many reasons).

His eyes bulged from their sockets, lacking both pupils and irises. Just two orbs a little larger than the average tennis ball, coming in a shade of dark pink that looked more toxic than fluorescent, ever-so-slightly rolling around in his head as he stared at you. The grin he aimed in your direction would’ve been creepy even without his particular mouthful of oily-looking needle-teeth.

You ground your jaw, feeling one of your hands curl into a fist on the bar counter.

The bug-eyed stranger seemed to catch onto that body language. Though you didn’t look at him, your peripheral vision still allowed you to see how his smile fell.

“What? I don’t get any gratitude for the compliment?” Mr. Bug-Eyes asked, his voice changing from smug to indignant in a heartbeat.

“If you really think that being called a toy is a compliment,” you finally murmur in a clipped tone, “then you’re in for a rude awakening.”

“Oh, c’mon. I know what girls like,” Mr. Bug-Eyes retorted. “I’ll just never understand why you’re all so repressed.”

“I think you’re mistaking repression for self-respect,” you observed.

You kept your focus on the stage, on Mare and his bandmates. You knew they were on their last song for the night’s performance. The music was winding down, but it was still awesome as ever. He’d asked for your help with lyrics and fine-tuning a good few times in the past, and that had been flattering enough.

But the fact that he was having such a good time singing the stuff that you helped him decide on. . .well, you weren’t sure when you’d stop riding that high, but you certainly weren’t complaining.

“Fine, fine. I get it: you don’t want things to move so fast,” Mr. Bug-Eyes piped up again, nudging his bar stool a few inches closer to you. He didn’t seem to notice how you automatically nudged your own chair a few inches further away. “Can’t I just get your number, honey? It’s clear you need someone to talk to.”

“I’ve already got that covered,” you replied. “That’s how having friends works.”

“That’s big talk for someone who’s here all alone,” Mr. Bug-Eyes sneered.

You feel your knuckles turn white. “I’m not alone.”

“Well, if that’s the case, your company isn’t paying enough attention to you.”

“That’s none of your damn business,” you hiss, trying to keep your voice down. Yeah, you weren’t shy about potentially clocking this guy in the chin if he tried anything, but you still didn’t want to cause a scene. Not when Mare was wrapping up his gig, so close to finally coming offstage and continuing his date with you. “I already told you: I’m. Not. Interested. If you were half the guy you think you are, you would’ve left me alone after the first time.”

Mr. Bug-Eyes gave a melodramatic sigh, and a sickeningly sweet smell permeated the air around you. It almost instantly caused the first stage of a migraine to flare along the bridge of your nose. You shook your head, blinking as your eyes grew watery way faster than necessary.

A chill raced down your spine as you registered the weight of a hand on your head, ruffling your hair.

You jerked back, slapping it away. “Get away from me!”

The quick motion, combined with the smell, caused you to lose your balance. However, instead of collapsing onto the floor, you felt yourself being caught. Despite your now hazy vision, it took no time at all for you to recognize the colorful tattoos adorning your rescuer’s arms.

Relief sliced through the awful type of adrenaline that was thrumming through your head.

From there, things moved pretty fast.

The environment around you was a blur as clouds of dark violet smoke poured from Mare’s eyes, from his mouth, through his skin itself.

Mare guided one of your arms to rest along his shoulder, helping you to keep up with his pace.

Cool nighttime air rushed past the two of you; you almost didn’t notice the deep whooshing sound of a heavy glass door being swung open.

And before you knew it, you were suddenly sitting down again. The weight of Mare’s arm was still around your waist.

“Deep breaths. Take deep breaths,” Mare coached. There was a slight echo in his voice; his pitch seemed a bit all over the place. That always seemed to happen whenever he had too much energy, good or bad.

You nodded, following those instructions. You raised a hand to knead at your temple. Then, after a moment of scrubbing at your eyes, you realized that you were now in a completely different part of the downtown area. If memory served, you were now a far distance away from Holy Water Distilling Co.

“Are you okay?” Mare asked, keeping a firm yet gentle hold on your hand.

You finally looked over at him. His eyes were pitch-black, the purple tear tracks on his face now branching out like veins or tree roots. His skin had turned a deathly shade of gray; if you looked closely enough, you could almost see the shapes of his teeth and skull through the barrier.

Despite his obvious anger, concern and fear were still present in his features.

“I’m okay. I’m okay,” you eventually reassured him. Your head still felt a little funny, but now that you were away from the scent, your senses were much clearer. You didn’t hesitate to hug him, resting your head on his shoulder. He returned the gesture tenfold, sighing.

The minutes dragged along, but you didn’t mind.

“Whoever that idiot was, I think I’m gonna have to kill him,” Mare murmured after you pulled away. The edge in his voice had died down a bit, and his features were slowly but surely turning less ghoulish, but his eyes remained dark.

“I won’t stop you,” you hummed, having long-since grown accustomed to his more monstrous side, “but could that wait a bit? Just until tomorrow?”

Mare squinted at you, understandably incredulous.

You shrugged. “I mean, you seemed really excited about the movie. The screening’s supposed to start in about. . .” You glanced down to check the clock on your phone, “. . .twenty minutes from now, I think.”

Mare’s eyes widened as a surprised snicker escaped his lips. “Priorities, priorities.”

You tilted your head as you rose from the sidewalk bench. “Consider it your reward for rescuing the damsel in distress.”

“Well, when you put it like that. . .” Mare was quick to follow, locking arms with you as you began strolling together.

#the edgelord gets fed #writing requests #my writing #my stories #natemare #nathan sharp #natewantstobattle #lyxie/lyx #tw eating/drinking #tw slight physical violence #tw body horror #tw alcohol

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alpinezro · 1 year ago

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hi... I HOPE THIS IS ALRIGHT TO ASK but ive admired how you render for a long time and you mentioned a while back in a post that you'd studied light particles n how they work and i have been. deathly curious as to how you went about doing that... drawing from reference and doing studies of course, but was there any particular way you went about it? i hope this finds you well. anyways . sorry ! thank you for your time

no need to apologize, and thank you so much for asking! not sure i can provide the best explanation, but most of what i learned was off of youtube and some blog-ish websites. this probably wont make any sense at all but ill try my best.

The Anatomy of Shadows

a big part of it was learning the anatomy of shadows, specifically the terminator and different varieties. heres a diagram,

terminators are just where the light and shadow meet. you always want to be able to tell where the terminator starts and ends!!! be CONFIDENT and BOLD with them!!!! they communicate so much information about structure

more on the different types of terminators/shadows. the ones i most use are cast and body.

a great example of these is the rembrandt triangle, composed of the shadow cast by the nose (cast shadow) and the shadow of the cheek (body shadow). body shadows are so so aewsome because they represents changes in planes. cast shadows r just kinda there. but i think they get softer the further away from the object they are since the light particles wiggle their way underneath and create reflection/ambient light

Ambient Occlusion and Light

SPEAKING OF WHICH!!! ambient light is basically just, the light particles that are bouncing around in a scene. imagine you're at the beach and its a really cloudy day, the shadows arent gonna be dramatic like they would if you were in a dark room with one light source.

youd think that we're kinda like. enveloped in light by default but no, we're pretty much always in shadow. shadows are the normal part. light is a strange freak that broke into your house and fucked everything up.

more about ambient occlusion. ambient occlusion just occurs when objects get close together and light cant wiggle its way in, as stated earlier. heres a shitty example. AO is key to realism.

this guy explains it better than i ever could

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Lighting Focus or Whatever the Fawk its Called I Forgot But There's Definitely a Scientific/Cinematic Term For This

another thing. level of detail in shadows is gonna be way different than in light and vice versa. u know when u spend a bunch of time outside and u go inside and its just solid black for a few seconds? its a similar idea here, ur eyes are so focused on the lit area they dont even give a shit abt the shadows.

because of this, i try to keep shaded areas blurred. a lot of detail is implied, just let the viewers mind fill in the blanks.

last but not least,

Subsurface Scattering (on the skin, at least)

can i be so honest with you for a second??? i dont actually know what this means, like in depth. im sure this has something to do with light penetrating through semi-transparent skincells and illuminating blood,, but i cant be sure. thats just an educated guess. past oakley is always smarter than present oakley for some reason.

i usually combine it with reflected light to create a more cohesive look. burt like... yeah... theres plenty of people who can explain this better than me

ok thast all i hope this helped at least a little!!!!! LOTS of youtube videos. lots of visualizing silly little particles bouncing around. i probably forgot some stuff.

this video is realy good

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trainingdummyrabbit · 1 year ago

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I always see a ton of Pokemon AUs for Demon Slayer, but I never see any Digimon AUs! For the AU ask if you're still taking them

. okok iam Absolutely still taking these and ill do my best but anon this is a really funny ask because i. do have a mini digimon au. like its ridiculously self-indulgent and tiny but. getting this was like a kick in the shins (affectionate) WAHAHAHA

so!! i hope you dont mind if this is very blatantly biased, but its certainly a starting point! as well, i havent really interacted w/ digimon since watching the anime years ago + playing world dusk and championship a while ago, so i wont have as much knowledge to pick from as i would other things! with the disclaimers out of the way...!

...hey what if we isekai'd the tokitwins? (post-writing edit: this ended up over 2k words long. This Is A Warning.)

so, you've been oh-so-luckily chosen to be digidestined and whisked away to an unfamiliar world where just about Everything wants to kill you, you have No way to contact your own world, and you have No idea how to get back. great! cool! excellent!

introducing our funny little guys of the week: yuichiro and muichiro tokito! just them for now, before i scope-creep myself to death. but, that aside, you can't be digidestined without a funny little digital partner of your own! so, introducing:

-Patamon, Muichiro's partner! an observant yet skittish little thing that never tends to stray far from its partner. it takes its job very seriously, oftentimes coming across as a bit fussy. even so, it is very easily overwhelmed and may need encouragement to press on. as well, it also tends to take things at face value more often than not, making it very earnest but Very gullible. -DemiDevimon, Yuichiro's partner! a mischeivous little thing that rarely seems to take things very seriously. its defiant and a bit self-centered, and honestly at times seems to genuinely only stick around the twins because theyre entertaining to mess with. it's here for a good time and Nothing Else. despite its yapping, it does occasionally let a bit of protectiveness slip through-- always fiercely sticking by them despite its nigh-constant complaints about how it wants to leave.

this ragtag group of four must make their way across the digital world to find a way back home-- and hopefully remain alive in the process. in such an unfamiliar and dangerous world, however, problems are sure to arise.

the twins, of course, stick together-- but more and more often, their desires and personalities begin to clash in ways that make it more difficult to progress. it's easy to keep your head low and follow along, but just how long can you really take that-- how long can you pretend it's okay? it's easy to keep a brave face, but there's only so much you can do with what you have-- and what you convince yourself that you don't. there's only so long you can stay in such a high-pressure environment before something begins to break.

throughout their journey, they'll discover more outlandish and mystifying places, meet more new faces, and uncover strange secrets-- what's the connection between their digimon partners? how did they get sent to the digital world in the first place? and most importantly: why does this world seem to already recognize them?

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with that out of the way... time for the fiddly bits.

the twins have an arc with each other much alike the one they get in canon-- but pressed a bit further. the two learn to stand their ground, speak their mind-- and ultimately, learn to really, truly trust one another.

yui oftentimes takes the lead, and tends to do a better job keeping everything in order-- but... he's still just a kid. a kid that cares deeply for his brother, and would do anything to keep him safe. but in a world like this, there's not much that he Can do. so he plays the part as best he can-- even if it means that he has to make hard choices.

mui, on the other hand, wants desperately to be able to help-- he slowly starts getting bolder and more forward, away from that more shy personality he'd been known to have. of course it was more dangerous. of course they didn't know what would happen next. but he would never forgive himself if he just did Nothing.

at its core, the two begin to actually almost switch places through their arc-- mui becoming more active and yui more passive-- as they make their way forward and sort themselves (and each other) out.

and of course: their partners have a whole Thing(tm) going on too! with the twins And between each other.

mui+pata are like odd little peas in a pod, oftentimes found staring at something or other with their big ol owly eyes, going back and forth over this-and-that about it in a way that makes sense to nobody but them. pata knows more about the world and where they might be going, but mui is a bit of an emotional rock for it-- providing encouragement and talking it through any roadblocks it may have come across. theyre odd little enablers! at least, when pata isn't pulling mui's hair over the fact that theyre going the wrong way, they went the wrong way we have to go that way-- no, thats the wrong way too we-- were lost were lost oh no were lost what do we DO--

yui+dDevi are. a goddamn mess. dDevi loves messing with this kid, always talking at him like it knows better-- which it does, technically, but it doesnt have to say it like that, shut up. it talks like a shitty older brother as if it wasn't leagues smaller than him and shaped exactly like a kickball. (yui doesn't vocalize this. he is so very tempted to, though.) despite all the ribbing, yui is pretty much the only person it'll talk seriously with. obviously yui is rather frustrated with it at times, but he can tell it does genuinely mean well. mostly. they squabble, but they do keep each other from doing anything too stupid. and further than that: even if he doesn't say anything, yui can tell when there's something on its mind.

the digiduo are... odd, certainly. but, strangely, there seems to be some sort of tension between the two-- they... really dont seem to get along. pata is deeply distrustful of dDevi, noting its existence as an evil digimon. like, it's in the name! devimon! not to mention how often it leads them astray or messes with them just for kicks-- something's up and it's not sure what.

on the other hand, dDevi doesn't much like pata either. it's a stuck-up killjoy thats convinced it's always right when it can barely make any good calls. always hiding behind its whole spiel of "good" and "evil" like it's so trustworthy. it doesn't even know what it's talking about half the time! if it's going to lecture them, it should at the very least be right about it. get a reason to be upset other than "that ones clearly evil, look at it!"

and then... there's the memories. or rather, the lack thereof. both seem to remember parts of some grand legend that they no longer have the ability to recall the whole of. something important to their reason of being-- and the presence of the digidestined twins.

pata seems particularly insistent of it being a prophecy, a series of steps to follow that foretell what and who they should be. (something about it seems to stress them out particularly badly, though... what exactly is it that they're living up to? why doesn't it know?)

dDevi... pretends not to care, at least. but it recalls the legend too, and hearing the fragments of it seems to make it upset. it wants nothing to do with the legend, and just wants to do... anything else. (anything to get further away from that stupid story. it's not one to be shackled by expectations like that.)

and again, the twins seem to differ on what they make of the story. yui sides with pata, believing its their best bet to at the very least figuring out how to get home. mui, on the other hand, slowly begins to wonder what exactly the gaps in the legend could mean, and wants to find out what it truly is. it's hard to follow a broken path. after all, who's to say its really a path at all? which brings us to... a bit of a conflict.

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after a particularly rough leg of the journey, things start to get... difficult. theyve had little to no luck learning much of Anything of the way forward-- and things are just getting harder and harder as they go. yui isn't sure how much more they can really take of this. they're starting to barely make it out of these situations alive, so... so maybe they're better off just accepting it. nothing's leading them anywhere, nothing is making sense-- they might as well just... find a place to hide and keep their heads low. live it out as best they can. (he isn't sure how much more they can take.)

mui, of course, protests-- there were so many more places they haven't looked through yet! there was no telling if they found something or not unless they went for it! it was always going to be hard-- they couldn't just give up and wait for the difficulty to find Them. (he can't stand the idea of just giving up after all that...)

the two begin bickering, and it gets... hard. pata starts experiencing some doubt, unsure of if they should really be pressing on into certain death-- they'd just had some ridiculously close calls, and maybe waiting it out would reveal something..? (the knowledge of the unfinished legend hangs above its head, and the thought of unravelling it... is starting to give them a bad feeling.) dDevi doesn't want to sit around and do nothing while waiting for death-- that's boring and pathetic. itd much rather do something with itself even if it's scary. (it needs to know the truth. why so many others know them, why it keeps getting such bitter stares... why? it's frustrating.)

and the bickering turns to arguing. after a few too many harsh words from both sides... they split up. mui heading off with dDevi to find out what was really going on, and yui with pata to... find somewhere safe. figure it out.

for yui and pata, it's... a bit of a long journey. the two rarely speak, mostly just quick words to keep each other alert and avoid attention. yui is mostly pushed forward by his stubbornness, but... it does bother him. it bothers him a lot. he's afraid, he's worried, and he doesn't know what to do. he wants to figure it out, he wants to have all the answers. but he doesn't, and it was stupid to think he ever couldve. legend or not-- prophecy or not, they were just kids. what could they really do? what were they supposed to do?

and as it turned out, pata was worried sick as well. it isnt until a quiet moment that yui catches pata crying-- and they finally talk. because pata hated this too. it hated feeling like it should be able to lead them, but being unable to because of the gaps in its knowledge. it hated giving up, because it knew they needed to do something, and it was letting them down by doing nothing. and most of all... it missed mui. it argued because it was afraid, but it knew this was no better. more than anything, it just wanted to help.

they both knew they couldn't keep going with this. if not for their own sakes, then for the others'.

team mui's progress is... equally difficult. it was already hard enough moving about with a halved party, but they also aren't with their bonded partners, so their Actual Useable FIrepower is much much more limited. the entire time, dDevi goes on and on insulting the other pair, insisting it was really about time this went and happened, and that their own pair was obviously right all along. mui stays quiet through much of this, but after a particularly cruel jab, mui snaps back.

because he knew it didn't really mean any of it. dDevi was smug and irritating, sure, but it was just about always a joke. it was never this mean about it... unless it was actually, personally upset. that was a lot of talk for someone who insisted it didn't care. and even if it were to deny it, mui wouldn't stand for someone saying the people he cared about weren't worth anything. of course they were afraid-- they all were. answers were never easy. it was why they were working so hard to begin with.

and dDevi was genuinely taken aback-- because it was always convinced that mui was the pushover of the group. but just like that, he'd managed to completely read its actions without so much as a word. and... he was right. it wasnt proud of what it said, but it had to stand by it. it just didnt know how else to justify itself-- how else to keep going. but... all of this-- everything had always been for each other, hadn't it? and they certainly wasn't going to stop there.

they just had to find a way to convince the others.

of course, nothing was ever easy. its the risk they knew they were taking, but... maybe a risk they weren't quite prepared for. wherever they go, together or not, some new threat will always find a way to rear its head. but between the two of them, there wasn't much they could do to fight back. and they full well wouldn't have been able to make it... had it not been for team yui showing up at a crucial moment, yuichiro putting himself directly in the line of danger to draw attention from mui-- giving him and pata a chance to actually fight back now that they were reunited.

it's a messy fight, but with all of them together-- and a newfound but concrete trust-- they manage to push through relatively unscathed-- if a bit battered on yui's end. after a few moments to make sure everyone was all right (and ironically, to scold each other over being so reckless,) they finally get the chance to talk. and... to apologize.

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and now for more scattered notes before i end up writing another minific in a tumblr post.

the legend goes very similarly to a typical fairy tale-- a battle between forces of good and evil, and the champions of each. long ago, there was another pair of digidestined that stumbled across the digital world, and very quickly became unrivaled in power. one half, however, became corrupted by the allure of strength and jealousy, splitting both the digital world and their familial bond. as things came to a boiling point, their conflict brought unseen destruction to the digital world, each of the chosen digimon destroying each other in the battle. crushed and in denial (for varying different reasons,) the old digidestined simply... vanished, one day, never to be seen again. as for their chosen digimon, their data was wiped nearly clean, to be born anew for when they were needed again.

as a whole, it's a story of forging bonds, learning to trust, and breaking cycles of violence.

dDevi hates the idea of digivolving due to lingering memories of that past life. it refuses to interact with it at all, and commits itself to just having a good time and living a life it can enjoy. it doesn't want to become... that again.

pata remembers that betrayal and remembers something awful happening, but... something about having to distrust the other makes it deeply, deeply sad. it want to believe in the best in dDevi, but it also feels the pull of responsibility of having to live up to the legend. that was the only thing it felt it could trust.

the old digidestined are, of course, the tsugikuni twins. whether they show up again or not is still in the air-- yoriichi being pata's old partner and michikatsu being dDevi's.

i dont feel like digging through the digiwiki for another hour but id like to somehow integrate dDevi's original digivolution line being more in line w/ canon, going all in on the Hehoo Evil(tm) thing, but with yui, it follows a more neutral route, following its own desires rather than the course of what the story Expects of it.

SO !!! YEAH!!! DIGIMON AU!!!! i care about this a very normal amount, and if you read this far: thank you, and I Am So Sorry.

#ask game #long post #LONG LONG POST.#kny #kny spoilers #UM. THIS WAS MORE THAN I THOUGHT.#youve activated my Secret Digi Fixation trap card unfortunately #but!!! um!!! anyway i hope u like it and i hope i didnt go too all over the place!!!!#but um. thanks for enabling me n letting me actually expand on this-- it was more fragmented before #and now its ! 2.6k words! have fun !! ^w^

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crowisinthetrash · 15 days ago

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Hello everyone! Haven't been on here in a while again

Sooo a little update on life is that someone I've had a crush on since year 7-8 (I think? It's been a while, but I dont remember the exact year level). I have been chatting with me for a few days, and my feelings are definitely reawakened when I text him. Like I perk up at every notification, I'm aware of how much I smile when I see his messages and everything

So he has me in tiktok, insta and discord and I hope he doesn't have a tumblr and find this post 😅 but ANYWAYS I don't get worried that he's ignoring me because he explained to me that he feels bad since he's moving (to my state suqiaieusu) and has a habit of not touching his phone for a few days. I also know he enjoys his alone time, so I'm trying to tone down how much I send because I don't want to spam him 😭😭

Though they did say he's okay with random messages throughout the day as long as I understand I'm not ignoring him so I don't know whether I'm just overthinking that I'm coming off as annoying or something because I do genuinely not want him to be overwhelmed by messages 😭

Also, we both have chatted, and I know they are into steven universe (obvi), minecraft, elden ring, dead by daylight, my hero academia, jjk, cats and that he cosplays and crossdresses. He also likes a few things we like, so yeah! Also for music he told me about his favourite album and I had given it a listen (he really wasn't kidding when he said it was sad) He also goes by he/they, neurodivergent and mentally ill like meee. Also, potentially, he might get into genshin impact once he's moved and settled in. I've also started today by sending a small question of the day sort of thing to get to know more about him when he's able to reply ^^

He's honestly the cutest and prettiest ever, and honestly, I want to squeeze him, but like in the most positive way possible, yk? Also, he reacts to my messages with little heart emojis, and it honestly makes me really giddy each time and it's just.. wiqiqooicwiiqjdiw

ALSO, my tiktok recently keeps giving me initial type tiktoks, and our initials keep coming uo together, and it's all on romantic relationship things. Usually, I scroll and go about my day, BUT is this a coincidence anymore?? Because this had happened more than once?? what do you guys think??

Anyway, a few other things that I have going on is that I'll be seeing Mother Mother live in November, which is coming up, so that's exciting! I heard Metallica will also be coming down next year with one of my favourite bands (Evanescence), so that makes me also really excited and gives me a lot of time to save money 😅😅 Also I don't know if I told you all yet but I do have a job and that's at Subway so yeah lol

Anyway, that's it from me for what I know, if I do become dead on here again, expect some other random update like this again haha! Also let's hope he doesn't find my tumblr and see this post..

#crow rambles

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jimiminily · 25 days ago

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Hobi is officially discharged from the military! 🥳🎊

It has been 548 days/18 months/1.5 years

(Enlisted: april 18 2023

Discharged: october 17 2024, today!)

I'm HAPPYY that hobi is back seriously 😭😭 waiting till 3AM is always worth it to see them discharge from the military

He worked so hard and amazing im proud of him🥹🥹💜 im happy that nothing can separate him away anymore 🥹💜 I love you so much hobi, welcome back loml 🌸

Jin has planned on a special event for hobi and he'll actually be going to meet him and take him to the filming spot as soon as he's out!

JIN is going out to greet J-Hope who is being discharged around 10 AM KST!

However, the rest of the members except for Jin are all serving in the military, so they will likely not be seen at the site that day.

Remaining members left to discharge:

● Namjoon and Taehyung: 236 days left (june 10, 2025)

● Jungkook and Jimin: 237 days left (june 11, 2025)

● Yoongi: 247 days left (june 21, 2025)

And these are the links to the weverse posts and live from Hobi ♡ (added translations), also a link to BTS picture on twitter (Only jhope is on it)

@BTS_twt today's tweet on twitter/X

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[241017 J-hope Weverse Live: j-day]

🐿 everyone~ jhope is back!

🐿 ive discharged from military. wow i cant believe that this day came

🐿 wow 1 year 6 months.. is such a long time.. and during that time, to fulfill duties as a korean citizen, i was able to live as jung hoseok for these 1 year 6 months, and now i am back as jhope. it feels a bit new

🐿️ I keep saying this but thanks to you, I was able to come back safely.

🐿 i keep saying this, but due to your cheers and wishes, i was able to do well. lets now walk on a flower road. thank you so much. i havent been able to eat yet. i had so many things to do starting when i woke up

🐿 it was such a hectic day and morning aha. and it feels so new. even a week ago, i was like.. im discharging? but i was like oh im getting discharged now. i started thinking of my schedules, and how theres a lot to do

🐿️ Ah English! I'm ready.

🐿️ But realistically everyone, in the military, you can do many things, but you don't have the leisure.

🐿️ I was so physically tired. I would want to study but after working with the soldiers, but as an assistant drill instructor, I had more time I had to work. And to study afterwards? It was hard

🐿 hobi is talking about his experience as an assistant drill instructor and how he would have to wake the other soldiers up in the morning and woke up early and just telling us about how he worked hard while in the military!

🐿 i'm looking at myself in the video right now and you guys might not be able to tell but i gained some weight. i need to work out and lose weight.. (HUUH?!!!! pls he looks goodㅜㅜㅜㅜ what!@?E$~!@)

🐿️ Wow it's been a really long time since I saw "Purple You"!

🐿️ Will this fit? They all wrote me a message one by one.

🐿️ My memories are here. They have pictures too.

🐿️ Whenever we had a march, we would eat together. In the winter it's quite cold and we would eat oden. You can see here. This is how I lived. I might shed tears

🐿️ I'll tell you one more thing. They say that after coming back from the military, that's the only thing you can talk about.

🐿️ It was fun because of these guys. Our age difference was like 10yrs. They were young kids. They were cute and good guys.

🐿 and txt also sent me this! *shows flower bouquet and letter* thank you so much!

🐿️ I received this today, but our TXT kids gave me this. There's a reason they're doing well.

🐿 "hobi hyung thank you so much thank you for protecting our country" aha who is this? oh i think its kai

🐿 ah i cant believe it. im doing this live so that you can look at me. but ill be preparing for my activities and such. ill take off this hat and ill prepare to show you an awesome jhope. thank you so much and i love you

🐿 challenge. thats right in a way this was a challenge. i entered military and trained, and was assigned my role and bunk.. ah i cant forget it.. but did you know? i wrote a diary during the time in the military. i wrote about one thing i regretted. i didnt bring a water bottle

🐿 i heard seokjin hyung wanted to do something once im discharged? oh do it, do anything~

🐿️ "Let's make a time for just us."

🐿️ Absolutely. What we have left for us is time.

🐿️ "Can we hear your signature greeting?"

🐿️ Yes, let's finish with this.

🐿️ I'm your hope. You're my hope. I'm J...!

🐿️ I'll show you many cool and great activities. Thank you for your love and support and attention. Heart! Here is my last heart as a soldier. Bye!

- end -

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Once again, welcome back 🥹💜 im happy that he's back healthy and happy🥰💕

#jung hoseok #hobi #jhope #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #F THE MILITARY!#Instagram

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