#and then the person will text me again like hello?? why didn't you reply

[draconicace]

the thing is. my messaging anxiety goes down at night. but if i send a text at 10pm i think people will want to kill me

[oldsoul007]

hope you like scary movies, cus you’re in one

a/n: I may or may not saw an edit…

ghostface!nicholas x reader

It was a quiet night in woodsboro , like it always is. I was a nanny for a little boy so I could get through college. My phone buzzed on the kitchen counter, and I glanced at the screen. Unknown Caller. I pressed declined but it repeatedly kept calling. Then the landline they had started ringing. I hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Hello?" I said, my voice cautious.

"Hello, y/n," a distorted voice replied. It sent a chill down my spine. "Do you like scary movies?"

I recognized the voice immediately. It was Ghostface, the infamous killer that terrorize my dad in 1996. But something felt off. There was a familiarity in the tone, beneath the distortion.

"Who is this? You’re not funny” Y/n asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Guess," the voice taunted. "Or maybe I'll just have to come find you."

My heart raced, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew this person. She thought about Nicholas and how he always played pranks on her. Could it be him?

"Alright, Nicholas," I said, calling his bluff. "Cut it out. I know it's you."

There was a brief silence on the other end before the voice changed, becoming softer and unmistakably Nicholas.

"You got me," he admitted, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I couldn't resist. I've been watching too many horror movies lately."

I let out a relieved laugh. "You really had me going there for a second. But seriously, you need to stop watching those movies."

Nicholas chuckled. "I know, I know. But hey, it got you to pick up the phone, didn't it?"

I shook my head, smiling. "Yeah, it did. But next time, maybe just send a text?"

"Deal," Nicholas agreed, his tone warm. As I hung up, I couldn't help but feel a mix of exasperation and affection for Nicholas. Even when he was being mischievous, he had a way of making me smile.

I had been feeling uneasy for days. I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. It started with strange noises outside my window at night and escalated to finding eerie notes left in places only I would notice. The notes were signed by "Ghostface," and they sent chills down my spine.

One evening, as I was walking home from work, I heard footsteps behind me. I quickened my pace, but the footsteps matched mine, growing closer with each step. I turned a corner and ducked into an alley, hoping to lose my pursuer. But as I looked back, I saw the unmistakable mask of Ghostface looming in the shadows.

My heart raced as I tried to find a way out. Suddenly, Ghostface lunged at me, pinning her against the wall. "Why are you doing this?" I cried, her voice trembling with fear.

The masked figure was silent for a moment before reaching up to remove the mask. To my shock, it was Nicholas, my boyfriend, standing there with a sheepish grin on his face.

"Nicholas? What the hell?" My fear quickly turned to anger. "You scared me half to death!"

Nicholas looked genuinely apologetic. "I didn't mean to frighten you that much. I thought it would be a fun Halloween prank. I guess I went too far."

My anger softened slightly as I saw the remorse in his eyes. "You think?" I said, still shaken. "You could have just told me you wanted to scare me a little, not make me think I was being stalked by a killer."

Nicholas sighed. "I'm really sorry, y/n. I just wanted to do something different, but I realize now it was a terrible idea. Can you forgive me?"

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. "Just promise me you'll never do something like this again."

"I promise," Nicholas said, pulling me into a hug. "I'll make it up to you, I swear."

As we walked home together, I couldn't help but feel relieved that the nightmare was over. But I also realized that Nicholas had a lot to learn about what constituted a "fun" prank.

“I don’t understand why you’re so obsessed with ghostface” “babe it’s Halloween losen up!” He said as we walked hand in hand.

I had always felt a chill in the air around Halloween, but this year, it was different. I had my boyfriend, nicholas. He was charming, funny, and had a smile that could light up the darkest night. Everyone loved him. But there was something about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

One evening, me and nick decided to attend the town's annual Halloween party. The old mansion where the party was held was decked out in spooky decorations, with cobwebs, eerie lighting, and ghostly figures lurking in the corners. Everyone was in costume, and I had chosen to go as a ____.

As I mingled with friends, I couldn't help but notice that Nicholas was nowhere to be seen. I asked around, but no one seemed to know where he was. Just as I was about to give up, I was walking by the stairs when I heard someone yelling.

I try not to be nosey but go up the stairs anyone. Maybe nick was up here anyway. I walked through the house looking in the rooms finding nothing. When I open the door i see some kid in a ghost face costume hop out the window. “What the fuck” I say under my breath. I pull out my phone to text him. No service?

I heard commotion downstairs so I ran down to see what’s happening. Everyone was gone from the house. I heard a floorboard squeak behind me.

It was Ghostface, and my heart raced. The figure moved silently through the room, its eyes fixed on me. I felt a shiver run down my spine as Ghostface approached, stopping just inches away from me.

"Y/n," a familiar voice whispered from behind the mask. My eyes widened in shock as Ghostface removed the mask to reveal Nicholas's face. He smiled, but it wasn't the warm, friendly smile I was used to. It was cold and sinister.

"I've been watching you," Nicholas said, his voice low and menacing. "You have no idea who I really am."

I took a step back, my mind racing. The pieces started to fall into place—the strange disappearances, the eerie feeling I got around him, the way he always seemed to know too much. I realized with a sinking feeling that my new boyfriend was none other than the real Ghostface.

Before I could react, Nicholas lunged at me, but I was quick. I grabbed a nearby candlestick and swung it at him, knocking him off balance. I ran through the mansion, my heart pounding in my chest, desperately searching for a way out.

As I reached the front door, I could hear Nicholas's footsteps behind me. I flung the door open and ran into the night, vowing never to trust anyone so easily again. But before I could even get out of the door he grabbed my arm pulling me back in. I try fighting him off but he grabs both of my wrist. “I’m not gonna hurt you y/n!” “Why, why did you do this?!” I yell looking him in the eyes. “What even is a motive?”

[c0smicst4rdust]

Francis Mosses (Milkman) X Fem reader

🔞

TW!: Oral sex, cheating (slightly mentioned), minimal aggression/hardcore, use of y/n, dom partner, cum play, wall sex.

Word count: 1,221k

this took over a week enjoy😭

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“Can this job get anymore boring”. I think to myself as someone walks in. I sit up straight and look to find out who's there, it's Mia and something seems off about her appearance, but I can't pinpoint exactly what it is.

“I need your entry request and id, you're not on today's list”. She seemed to be zoned out on something behind me. “Excuse me, Ma’am” I say in a deep nasty tone, she looks at me blankly and I say “Sorry, that was so unprofessional of me. I'm tired, May i have your id and entry request”

. She keeps the same expression and hands me the stuff out of her purse without opening her mouth. And there it was, a typo and past expiration date right on her id. I lock the door without hesitating and call the D.D.D… “Protocol Completed”.

I sit back in my chair and feel a little vibration on my butt. It was my phone ringing from a text notification from my boyfriend. “Y/n where are you?”. The text seemed bolder than the rest and I feel as if I can almost hear him right next to me.

Another person walks in, i didn't even need to think twice that sexy walk and hot body told you all you needed to know. It was Francis of course, the sexy milkman everyone was simping over. I can't blame them, the man is perfect.

He walks up to me with 8 jugs of milk in his right hand, his left already handing me an id “Hello, Francis.” I admire his face right in front of me. “Hello Darling '' he says, shooting me a wink. I feel my heart drop and try to keep my jaw from hitting the desk. He could tell I was surprised, he then said “ Sorry, I didn't mean to make you shy, princess”. He said unbuttoning the first button on his shirt staring deeply at me with those hot tired brown eyes.

I literally couldn't speak. I didn't know what to reply to that. “Let me in, you wont regret it.” Without blinking I opened the door. “Good girl” he says as he walks out of my view. Why did I let him go like that? I feel so stup- my thoughts are interrupted by the office door swinging open. And there Francis was again leaning on the door frame.

He walks over to me and lifts my chin so my eyes meet his “be careful who you let it in '' he says before lifting me and pinning me to the wall. I then feel my heart racing, feeling as if it'll pop straight out of my chest. I then say “what are you doing to me”

I wasn't trying to get out of his grasp. I just struggled to find out why the hell this hot man has me pinned. “I'm going to make you cum” he says, kissing my neck up to my cheek and back down to my neck again. I couldnt believe what he just said, he wants to fuck me? No, I must have fallen asleep.

I feel my shirt get ripped off of me then I see it fly to the floor. Staring at my titties he starts unbuttoning his pants and pulling down his boxers, a large king size erect dick dripping with precum is there waiting for something good to happen. “Get on your knees fruit cup” Francis then says and without a second thought i was on my knees jerking him slow but tight.

Small groans are mumbled out of his mouth as he slowly spits out “Good… girl-” I then put the tip of his 11 inch cock in my mouth licking his slit as I play with his balls. He throws his head back and moans as I put it deeper in my mouth.

A thick line of cum then squirts out his throbbing tip “FUCK” he moans out of breath. I then get up, unbutton his shirt and take it off of him and pull him to the office chair. I sat down as he kneeled down in front of me lifting my legs above his shoulders. He chuckles at the sight of my wet panties and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb.

He lifts my ass off the chair to take my panties off. He puts two fingers in my hole slowly but hard, I then try and pull back biting my lip as he starts licking away at my pussy. “You’re not going anywhere my love. Sit back and enjoy yourself” he starts back at my clit as i start moaning. I'm losing my virginity to what seems to be a monster right now. What will my boyfriend think about this if he found out? What if he gets me pregnant? It's ok though, at least he's hot.

He starts speeding up and it forces me to roll my eyes to the back of my head and moan louder. “Baby. P-please stop.'' I beg softly. He chuckles and mumbles “why” as he continues to flick his tongue on my clit. “Daddy. Really stop, I'm about to cum… FUCK” i scream “babe i really cant take it any longer”

He ignores me and goes faster. I then start squirting all over his face. “BABY STOP I CAN'T-” “Ok, just because I'm ready to put it in”. He licked it one more time then kissed it and I stood up fast. I saw his face covered in my juices, he licked his lips while staring deeply at me “you taste very good babe”. “Mm yea i try to keep it that way”

I jump in his arms and wrap my legs around his waist. “Are you really Francis or am I just fucking a fraud?”. “Come on baby does it matter, we've come so far, and so much” he said with a big grin. Then slams me into the wall and positions his dick into my pussy. He then fucks me so hard it felt like my pussy was going to explode. He groaned deep but loud, as i was trying not to scream and push. “Fuck daddy harder”. “Oh you like that? Let's get this done with, I need sleep to work again in the morning.”.

He then speeds up a couple seconds later at inhuman speeds and it forces me to scream “FRANCIS BABY PLEASE DON'T STOP I NEED YOU TO CUM I DONT EVEN CARE IF YOU GET ME PREGNANT”. “Oh baby trust me I'm not stopping ‘till you're filled to the brim in my cum”.

A few seconds later another load comes out fast in me and on my stomach and titties as I wipe my tears away. he put me down and we start getting dressed. "you never answered my question, are you Francis Mosses or a doppelgangger?". he hands me a note with his personal cell number and says "I hope this answers all your questions. come to my place after work tommorow and we'll go again" he give me a kiss and walks out the door winking.

What the actual fuck just happened? I check my phone and to 10 missed calls and 17 unread messages from me boyfriend. i might end this relationship for my new sexy milkman.

[oizysian]

Hi, i have a request for you.

I was thinking about yn and Wanda being nat's ex. Even if Nat was in a relationship she doesn't commit to that person so it's obvious that she cheated on them.

The thing is they didn't know each other, yn knew pietro but didn't know about his twin, so when he introduced them, yn when she talked to Nat about previous relationship, Nat said Wanda's name so when they were alone, she has to ask about Nat and if she knew her, of course she did and they talked about her, about everything she did, etc..

From that day, they kept texting and having calls, and they went on a date. You know, the thing is being someone's ex and having something good from that experience.

Sorry if I explain bad the idea.

Home | Wanda Maximoff

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader, past Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader, past Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: talks of past cheating, drinking

Word count: 1.7k

•

“You gotta move on, Y/N.”

“Yeah, I know, Piet.”

“You keep saying that, but you’re still here moping.” He plopped down on the couch next to me. “Why don’t you come to my place tonight? We can have a real boys night.” I raised my eyebrow at him and he smiled.

“A boys night?”

“A gender neutral night. My sister is also visiting from Sokovia, so you can finally meet her.”

“It’ll be nice to put a face with all the good things you’ve told me about her.”

“Yeah, Wanda’s great. You’ll love her.”

I forgot his sister's name was Wanda. Natasha mentioned a Wanda once or twice before. Was it the same girl?

“I’m sure I will.”I paused, gathering my thoughts before speaking again. “Did … does Wanda know Natasha?”

“Everyone knows Natasha.” He rolled his eyes. “I told you not to get involved with her.”

“I know, you’ve told me hundreds of times and I never listened.”

“You never listened.” He agreed. “Now let’s get you ready for gender neutral night.”

•

Pietro was attempting to fix his stereo when the doorbell rang.

“Can you get it? It’s Wanda.”

“Sure.” I replied, getting up from the couch with my beer and heading to the front door.

I opened it to reveal a beautiful - no - gorgeous girl with brown hair, dark makeup and clothes and tons of rings adorning her fingers.

“H-Hi.” I stuttered and she smiled. I was completely captivated by her.

“Hello. You must be Y/N.” Her voice was smooth like chocolate and her accent thick.

“I am. You’re Wanda.”

“I am.” Her accent was much thicker than Pietro’s, probably because she still resided in Sokovia.

“Come in.” I moved to the side and let her enter, closing the door behind her.

“Sis!” Pietro called out, finally giving up with his ancient, broken stereo and coming to meet his sister at the door.

“Piet!” She greeted him back, throwing her arms around his neck in a crushing hug.

I watched them silently, nervous that I was intruding on a private moment considering he hadn’t seen his sister in quite a few months. They parted, excitedly looking at each other before he turned his attention to me.

“I see you already met Y/N.” We nodded in unison. “She’s my best friend, you know.” He said to Wanda and she looked me over quickly.

“I know. I’ve heard a lot about you, Y/N.”

“All good I hope!” I chirped and she smiled.

“Same to you about whatever lies he’s told you about me.”

“No lies!” He threw his hands up in surrender. “When do I lie?”

“When you’re trying to bed a new girl.” She quipped and he shrugged.

“Okay, you got me there.” He gestured to her with his hands. “Come in, come in! Grab a beer, I’m just getting the music working.”

“Do you still have that old stereo we had back when you still lived in Sokovia?”

“Of course!” He said as we walked into the living room, returning to his spot in front of the stereo and tinkering with it again. “This thing has got me through some rough times.”

“Hm, many nights we stayed up late listening to your stolen CD’s.”

“Stolen?” I raised an eyebrow at him and he smiled cheekily.

“I prefer the term ‘borrowed.’”

She nodded and I sipped at my beer. Realizing she didn’t have a drink in hand, I made a gesture to the kitchen.

“Would you like a drink? I can get you one.”

“Sure.”

I smiled and turned to retrieve a beer for Wanda. In the kitchen, I went into the fridge and grabbed three drinks, knowing Pietro and I would need a new one soon, and returned to the twins with fresh beers in hand.

“Here you go.” I offered one to Wanda and she took it, popping off the top with ease and taking a gulp. “Definitely your sister.” I laughed, handing Pietro his fresh drink.

“She gets some things from me.”

“Nothing good.”

They tipped their bottles at each other and laughed. Wanda and I took a seat on the couch and watched as Pietro worked on his ancient piece of technology.

I bit my lip in thought, wondering if I should bring up Natasha. It had been bugging me all day that Wanda might’ve been the Wanda Nat spoke about, and I just had to know if she treated Wanda as poorly as she did me.

“So, Wanda,” I said a bit nervously, shifting my beer from my left hand to my right. “When was the last time you were here?”

“About two years ago.” She said casually, sipping her drink. “Went through a nasty breakup and headed back to Sokovia to recover.”

“I told you both to stay away from that Natasha!” He yelled over his shoulder. “Nobody ever listens to me.”

“You dated Natasha too?” She asked and I nodded.

“Yeah, we, uh, actually just broke up. Like, yesterday.”

“I am not surprised. Natasha has problems with commitment.”

“You’re telling me.” I took a gulp of my beer. “But, she has no problem finding other women to commit to for a night.”

“Same old Natasha.”

Wanda and I spoke as Pietro tried getting the music working, realizing we had a lot in common - other than the fact that we both got burned by Natasha.

By the end of the night, we had exchanged numbers and promised to keep in touch and hang out while she was still in town.

She messaged me the next morning asking if I wanted to go out for breakfast, and I accepted. After that, we spent nearly every day of her time here together, with and without Pietro in tow.

When she finally returned to Sokovia, I was pretty depressed, but I tried not to show it. Pietro read me like a book, knowing almost instantly that I had a crush on his baby sister.

“It’s not like that.” I protested, but he just laughed at me.

“Yeah, and I bedded the Queen of England.”

I gave him a look and he smiled. Of course he had to go and be a smart ass. I looked down at my hands folded in my lap, twisting the lone ring on my pointer finger. Why did he have to be right about Wanda? I had just gotten out of a rough relationship with Natasha - I didn’t want to hurt Wanda by rushing into things. I wasn’t even sure if she felt the same.

“She’s … she’s special.” I spoke softly, still not looking up at him. “I don’t know, Piet, I just …”

“I get it, Y/N. You’re scared.” He sat down next to me. “Normally, I wouldn’t encourage someone to date my sister, but you're my closest friend. I know you won’t hurt her. And I know she won’t hurt you.”

I looked up at him, surprised at his words. Did he really not mind me possibly being with his sister?

“Don’t get it twisted,” he said with a chuckle. “I don’t want to hear about you sleeping with her.” He made a face. “But, I do want you both to be happy.”

I played with my fingers nervously, nodding. I was happy to have his blessing, but I still was unsure. Wanda and I had been talking for a few weeks now, even video calling each other after she left for Sokovia, but I was truly afraid of hurting her the way Natasha hurt me. Not that I would ever cheat on her, but I was just unreasonably scared.

“Talk to her about it.” It was almost as if he read my mind. “She’ll understand if you just communicate with her.”

Agreeing with him, I pulled out my phone and messaged Wanda that I needed to talk to her about something and she almost instantly called me.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?”

“Wanda.” I said, happy to hear her voice. “Nothing. I just … I wanted to talk.”

Pietro gave me a nod and left the room, giving me space and privacy to talk to Wanda.

“What about?”

“Us.” That was the extent of my bravery. The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable but I was very nervous and it made me feel uneasy.

“What about us?”

“We … I mean, we’ve been talking and I feel like we’re getting … close. I just … I wanted to …”

“Y/N,” she said softly. “I agree with you, we have been getting close.” I held my breath. “And I’m so happy about that. I really like you.”

“I like you too, Wanda.” I admitted bashfully. “I’m just … afraid.”

“Afraid of what, detka?” She asked and I blushed at her using a pet name for me.

“Afraid of hurting you.” I whispered into the phone. “Natasha … she …”

“I know.” She said quietly. “I know what she did. But, you are nothing like her. I trust you. I know you won’t do anything to hurt me.”

I was silent for a moment. She was able to quell my fears with just a few words. She knew exactly what I was afraid of without me even having to tell her.

“When are you coming back to New York?” I questioned breathlessly and I heard her chuckle softly.

“Well, I wanted it to be a surprise, but I was planning to come in next week.”

I perked up instantly, smiling like a lovesick teen.

“So, I’ll see you soon.”

“You will.”

•

When Wanda’s plane finally landed from Sokovia to New York, I was there waiting for her at the airport to surprise her. Pietro was supposed to pick her up originally, but we had arranged it so that I would be the one to meet her.

When she saw me, she ran into my arms, dropping her bags and wrapping her arms around my neck tight.

“I missed you so much.” She breathed against my neck and I squeezed my eyes shut to prevent the happy tears from falling.

“I missed you too.”

She pulled away from me, her hands still on my shoulders and looked into my watery eyes, her own glistening with unshed tears as well.

“I’m so happy you’re here.” I said, my gaze falling to her lips.

“Me too.”

For a brief moment, I hesitated, but from the look in her eyes and the force pulling us together, we closed the distance between us. I never felt such fire until this moment.

Her lips were soft and she tasted like strawberries. I held her close, savoring the feel and taste of her.

She was home.

[arcadia-of-pluto]

Twist of Fate; Chapter One

Pairings; Rafayel x reader, Xavier x reader, Zayne x reader, Sylus x reader (Love and Deepspace)

Word count; 4,495 (sorry it's so short, I'll try to post three chapters today)

Themes; isekai, eventual smut

Rated; 18+ for swearing and some mature themes

Notes; To make things easier to read, I'm going to use emojis for who is texting.

Y/n 🩷

Rafayel 💜

Zayne 💙

Xavier 💛

Sylus ❤️

Hi everyone! This is my first time posting to tumblr so please be gentle with me! If you like this, then let me know! It would be greatly appreciated. My upload schedule will be every weekend (so either fri, sat, or sun!) Also, if the story seems similar, it's going to be verbatim with the story, just with my own embellishments to it. Without further adieu, I hope you enjoy this first chapter.

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A bright light shines within the dark room. There you lay in bed, playing a game on your phone late at night before bed. The soft background music coming from your speaker as the game loads up. You press ‘enter game’ as images of three men make their way across your screen, each one holding a special place in your heart.

Who says you need a real man? Fictional men are where it's at. They can't cheat on you, can't leave you, can't lie to you. It's a lot better than having to stress over a real person and worry if they'll leave you the next day or not. You know from experience, having two boyfriends in the past and neither lasting longer than six months- both breaking off the relationship before an anniversary. Screw men– well, besides the three on your screen right now. They were fine. Oh, and the fourth one being added a month from now.

The game loads in and you get a greeting from one of the men on screen. They take turns showing up in the Destiny Café, each able to say hello every time you log in. It was always sweet to see what they'd say, how they'd react, or any new text messages you'd get from them. You could even change their phone nicknames! You had Xavier, the sweet tired and aloof silvery blonde haired man, saved as Princess since you thought it would be cute. He'd definitely be embarrassed if you called him that. Zayne, the seemingly cold childhood friend and doctor, was saved under Snow Angel; you honestly didn't know what to have his name as that but it would just be amusing to see his reaction to it. Then there's Rafayel, the purple haired sassy and charming painter, who was saved as Nemo- again, very original. But Nemo works nonetheless. As you smile and send your daily stickers to each man to see their reaction, you get a new notification at the top of your screen.

“A new message?” You murmur, noticing that it's contact is unknown. The message was coming from the game. “It must be some new event. Weird…I wonder why there wasn't an update for it?” You back out of your message with Rafayel and click on the new message from the unknown sender.

:’Will you enter the game?’

“That's it?” Your brows furrow and you sit up in your bed, your phone lying in your lap as you scratch your head. “Wait..” You click on the message to reply and your keyboard pops up. “That's…” Usually, to reply in game, you get a choice between a few predetermined answers but for this…You just get to answer how you want to?

’What do you mean?’ You text back before reaching over to put your glasses on. Maybe you should've gone to bed earlier, it kind of feels like you're hallucinating.

You hear the chime of another message rolling in, and you look back down at your phone.

:’Yes or no? Hurry and pick one.’

This time the keyboard doesn't pop up, you only get three options.

ロ Yes

ロ No

And…

ロ Why?

You don't even think twice before pressing why, and the answer comes back quicker than you expect.

:’Please take care of them for me.’

You let out a scoff before running a hand through your hair. This must be some sort of elaborate prank. There's no way this is a part of the game, and even if it were there'd be no explanation for it. Is this the dev's way of getting back at you for sending so many support requests? Before you can think much about it, suddenly you feel more sleepy than before. Your eyes tiredly blink as you try to grab your phone to at least plug it up and get off of the game before you fall asleep, but instead you're lulled to sleep by the soft, melodic tune of Love and Deepspace.

Then a light so bright that it burns your eyes even though they're closed appears. It's hard to even force your eyes open, but when you do, you notice it's a big, deep crimson eye. Similar to the one you'd see in game. Your blood runs cold as you try to look around this unfamiliar area, but all you see is darkness. A dream? Yeah..this must be a dream. Although you've never been able to actively move in a dream before, there's a first for everything!

Right when you finally calm yourself down, you hear it. A loud explosion, the feeling of embers licking at your skin. Your ears are ringing, and you feel a sharp pain on the right side of your face. The darkness fades, and you're left with the blinding light of the sun against your back and your body lying on a pavement. Just lifting your head up to look at your surroundings feels like an extreme workout, everything about your body feels heavy. Sluggish. Though your left eye widens as you realize you're laying in front of a burning building. Something shining in the sunlight catches your eye, and once you grab the object, you find it harder to breathe. It was a dog tag with a charm on it. An apple charm with a star design in the center, and in the center of that was a ruby gemstone. The words ‘When U come back’ were written in cursive on the dog tag.

“No way..” you manage to croak out, the necklace clutched in your hand as you try to push yourself up, but the pounding in your head and the pain coming from your eye are no match, and you end up laying face down on the pavement in front of the burning home until you pass out from the pain.

Being passed out had its perks. You finally had a chance to think and put together a few puzzle pieces before you woke up. So if memory serves, what just happened was your- no, the main character's childhood home just blew up right after her best friend and basically brother Caleb stepped inside and her grandma, who adopted them both, was inside as well. They both died, and supposedly a mafia-like group called Onychinus was behind it because they were tying up loose ends as Grandma was a former researcher and scientist, experimenting on children and modifying them with aether cores. But the main character wasn't badly injured after the explosion, which never made sense honestly. You're that close to a building exploding, and you only get off with trauma and minor scrapes? That doesn't seem right…and honestly, the pain made it feel all the more real. If you were in a dream, that pain most likely would've woken you up.

So coming to terms that you're inside of the game was a bit easier that way. Though the bigger problem lies with your evol. You wouldn't even know the first step to using it, let alone resonating with another person. And firearm training. You've never shot a gun before, but you did take self defense and fighting lessons a few years back, but you can't exactly punch a wanderer. They're durable monsters that can shoot ice or anything at you and, some even have blades for arms…

“Great, it seems like she's waking up now.” You hear the deep, yet cold voice of a man. Then, you hear the higher pitched voice of a woman, “Finally! It's been three days, I just hope she doesn't insist on going back to work..” “She won't, doctor's orders.” The male voice says before you hear a door close.

Your eye slowly opens before you have to squint to adjust it to the bright white lights. A hospital? You try to sit up and the woman next to you rushes to help you. You have to turn your head to look at her since she's on your right side. Your right eye was also bandaged since all you can see is darkness out of it. The first thing you notice is her short bob cut. “Tara?” You say, your voice sounding a bit raspy and you tilt your head to the side. “Thank goodness, Y/n! We thought you'd never wake up.” She seems excited, bubbly and sweet…just like her character in game.

“That's..” Before you can finish your sentence, you start coughing. “Here, let me get you some water!” She hands you a plastic cup and you take a sip before continuing, “I…can't remember much.” You squeeze your hand in a fist, the sound of metal clinking together has you looking down at your hand. “You never let go of that. You've been holding it since..” Tara trails off and you're caught off guard by a sudden surge of emotions. You take a shaky breath as to not start crying, since that would definitely hurt your right eye before you look up at the ceiling. “I don't recall how to use my evol, how to shoot a gun…Can I still even call myself a hunter?”

“Y/n…” Tara sighs before taking your free hand, “Things can always be retaught, we're all just glad you survived. You should be glad to still have both eyes being that close to the explosion!” She smiled at you before handing you your phone. “I can't stay here long, but your phone has been blowing up for the past three days so make sure you check it out.” She pats your hand and stands up. “I'll visit later with a coffee or something for you.”

“The patient is advised to not have anything caffeinated until after being discharged.” A voice comes from the door before he steps inside.

Black hair, glasses, hazel green eyes, tall…

“Doctor Zayne,” I greet him with a small smile, suddenly more nervous and I turn to look at Tara. “I'll see you tomorrow, Tara?”

“Sure! That is, if I don't get a call about a wanderer..Metaflux readings have been crazy as of late, so we've all been pretty busy- but that's not to push you into coming in or anything! Your health matters more to us at UNICORNS so only come back when you're ready.” She says before leaving the room.

“How are you feeling?” Zayne asks as he comes closer, taking a seat where Tara once was. His eyes scan your whole body to make sure you're okay before landing on your face. He leans forward to take the bandage off of your right eye and you wince at how bright the light is for your non-adjusted eye. “It'll probably scar..” he murmurs, presumably to himself.

“I'm..” You trail off, sighing before you decide it's best to tell the doctor the truth. “I'm fine, but I can't remember-”

“Can't remember what?” He cuts you off, almost seeming more worried about just what you can't remember, which makes you laugh a bit. “Calm down, I was getting to that. I can't remember how to use my evol, use my gun, or anything to do with wanderers.” “Hmm..are you sure it won't come back with time?�� Zayne seems to have calmed back down as he's now writing everything down on a clipboard. “I'm sure of that.” You clear your throat, looking back down at the necklace in your hand before running your thumb across it.

“I don't mind relearning everything but I won't be as good as I was before, that's for sure.” You lean your head back and Zayne quickly corrects you, gently tilting your chin back down. “If your wound reopens, we'll have to use stitches so be careful.”

“You'll get better at it in no time. Don't forget that I'll help you out.” Zayne says before standing up. You take a glance at the clipboard and it seems like he added ‘post traumatic stress disorder?’ as a note. You guess he assumes your forgetfulness might be caused by that, but you knew otherwise. “I'll leave you so you can check up on your phone.”

With that, the doctor leaves the room and you can finally let out a sigh of relief. It seems he didn't notice anything was off with you. He was honestly the hardest hurdle since he's known the main character for a long time, but you've noticed you tend to act like her to begin with so maybe it wouldn't be as hard as you thought.

You finally decide to put the necklace down on the table next to you, your hand aching from having held it so tightly and grab your phone. There was no code on it so you easy got into it, might as well put a code on it now..and now you go to check your messages. 45 missed calls from Nemo…Nemo? Your brows furrow and you flinch because, of course, that hurts the wound on your face so you quickly straighten your face out. The nicknames are the same as they were in your game. 11 missed calls from Princess, 55 missed messages from Nemo, and 5 missed messages from Princess. Zayne didn't leave any since he works at the hospital… though on the day of the incident, he did leave two missed calls and a reminder of a doctor's appointment.

You decide to check up with Rafayel first since he's a certified drama queen. You don't scroll too far up but the most recent text messages are just him being pouty that his ‘miss bodyguard’ is ignoring him.

🩷 :’Been in the hospital for three days, sorry!’

You decide that's sufficient of an answer before nearly jumping out of your skin as he immediately calls. You laugh before answering the call, being bombarded with questions the moment you press the green button.

“Which hospital, Miss bodyguard? What happened? Are you okay?”

“One question at a time.” You laugh before you start coughing and have to take another sip of water from the plastic cup. Your throat was a bit achy from not being used for three days.

“Which hospital?” Rafayel sticks with his first question, his voice void of his usual playful banter. “Uhm..” you look around for a moment, not exactly remembering the name of the hospital in game before spotting its name on the whiteboard in front of you. “Akso Hospital, room 205.”

“Got it.” Then silence. “Uh…Rafayel?” You say, taking the phone away from your face to notice he had already hung up. You shrug it off before going to your messages with Xavier. Most of the messages were just asking if you wanted to go hunting with him, sending locations, and the most recent one was from a few hours ago with him asking if you were okay.

🩷 :’At the hospital right now, been out for three days! Sorry about that. I might need some help soon though.’

Xavier doesn't immediately call like Rafayel did, instead just exchanges a few texts with you.

💛 :’what happened? are U alright? is it’

🩷 :’Is it what? I'm fine, a bit sore though. I got caught up in an explosion three days ago and have been out since then.’

💛 :’..nevermind that how can U be okay if u were passed out for 3 days? what's the extent of your injuries?’

🩷 :’Just a few bruises, scrapes, a sprained ankle, and…’

💛 :’and what?’

🩷 :’I might have a cool new scar over my eye!’

💛 :’thats not funny..what hospital, i'm coming now.’

You pause your messages, knowing he definitely can't come now if Rafayel is. None of the love interests have ever interacted in the game before, so you're not sure of the consequences just yet.

🩷 :’I'm probably about to sleep again! You can visit tomorrow, the doc gave me some pain medicine that's making me a bit tired and I wanted to talk to you.’

💛 :’alright as long as ur okay. i can wait as long as you need.’

You pout, trying your best not to gush over how sweet Xavier is, and drop your phone as your room door suddenly opens to reveal an exhausted looking, purple haired man. His shirt was haphazardly buttoned, his hair tousled as if he just got out of bed, and panic written all over his face.

“You didn't think to describe the details of your injuries to me?” Are the first words out of his mouth before he shuts the door behind him, walking deeper in the room to grab your plastic cup to drink some water. “You've been out for three days, you shouldn't even be sitting up right now!” He sits down on the chair next to the bed and you reach toward him to try and fix his shirt buttons. The tips of his ears turn red and he pushes backward on the rolling chair. “What're you doing- you're a patient.”

“Your shirt..” You drop your hands into your lap with a small smile.

“Oh-” Rafayel clears his throat, turning the chair to fix his shirt before he rolls the chair back up next to you. With his hand gently cupping the right side of your face, he murmurs, “How did this happen?”

You assume he's probably in shock since you were never scarred like this in any of the past lives you shared with him.

“An explosion from my..” You trail off, lips pressing together in a thin line as you find it hard to say what happened, even though you know they're not your actual family. “..my childhood home. Two casualties.” You finally finish your sentence, not meeting Rafayel's bluish pink eyes as he still cups your cheek.

The silence is almost deafening before Rafayel sighs and drops his hand. “I'm sorry for your loss.” He finally says. “Do you need a hug?”

You quickly shake your head. “If I hug you, I'll cry and I really don't need to..irritate my…” You can't seem to get your words out as your eyes water and no matter how hard you try to stop it, your cheek stings as salty tears run down your still healing wound. Rafayel moves to sit on the side of the bed, guiding your forehead to rest against his shoulder as his arms wrap around you. “We can always get your doctor to fix it, huh? It won't do you any good if you keep your feelings all bottled up now, will it?”

You can't seem to stop crying, even as your breath stutters in your chest and you find it harder to breathe. Sure, you cried when they died while playing but for it to affect you like this? Maybe it's because someone offered to be a shoulder you could lean on.

“Focus on my breathing. Don't hyperventilate on me now, miss bodyguard.” Rafayel murmurs, hand still patting your back as your tears eventually fade and you fall asleep.

Rafayel pulls you back from his shoulder, moving you so you're laid flat on the bed before he grabs a soft tissue to wipe your face, wiping the trail of blood coming from your wound since the salt from your tears irritated it. He then leans forward to kiss your forehead. “I'll see you soon.”

The next time you wake up, your eyes are puffy and your nose is stopped up.

“I see you cried yourself to sleep.” Zayne comments, tilting your head by your chin so he can examine your wound. “You irritated it.” He sighs. “If you don't cry anymore, it'll probably be healed up in two weeks..then you can cry all you want.”

“Well, I'm sorry, I had to cry.” You say with a pout, knowing it's not his fault. “When can I be discharged?”

“After today, your ankle should be better to walk on so tomorrow? But if you want to start work again, I'd say another few weeks.” Zayne finishes writing something down before standing up. “I also did a routine checkup on your heart in case that was the reason you can't use your evol and I don't think that's the case. I believe your evol revolves around your emotions so if you're not confident in it, it won't work.”

“Thank you, Zayne.” You say before taking a sip of the iced coffee that Tara left for you thirty minutes ago. Then you finally shoot Xavier a text to say he's free to come to the hospital whenever he wants, that you'll be discharged tomorrow.

Not even a minute after you sent your message, there was a knock on your door. You look toward the noise before smiling behind your hand. “Come in.”

A silvery blond head pops in from the now opened door before he comes in and shuts the door behind him. “How are you feeling today?” He asks, his soft tired voice sounding a bit more emotional than usual. “Mmh, pretty good. I'd probably feel better if you came a bit closer.” You say, leaning over to pat the chair next to your bed. He quickly comes to sit down, almost as if waiting for the invitation.

“Your eyes are swollen. Did you have a rough sleep last night?”

“No, I..” it's probably best to keep telling the truth for now. “I just cried myself to sleep.” You shrug, trying to play it off as nothing but Xavier isn't falling for it. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“If I cry myself to sleep again, will you hold me?” You ask, raising your left brow before laughing to yourself. “Just thinking about what happened, not being able to save anyone, getting hurt like this…” You feel a hand on top of your own and turn to look at Xavier. “It's not your fault.” He finally says after a moment of silence. A small smile tugging at his lips before he changes the subject, “What is it you wanted to ask me?”

“Oh right!” You sit up before turning your body to face him. “I need you to teach me how to use my gun…and how to fight….aannnd how to use my evol.” You name off each one and tap on your fingers to count them off.

“You..forgot all of that?” His head tilts to the side before he nods his head. “Alright, I can do that. Is there anything else you need?”

“Uh…can you pick me up tomorrow? I don't know where our apartments are…or how to drive my bike either.” You rub the back of your neck and smile sheepishly.

“What else did you forget?” He lets out a small laugh.

“All of Linkon?” You say before adding, “I mean, I remember names but I don't remember where anything is..like Azure Square, UNICORNS HQ, Twinkle Toys, Meow's Café..”

“Don't worry, I'll help with anything I can.” Xavier smiles, his thumb rubbing across the back of your hand.

“Thank you, that means a lot to me.” You smile before looking down at your phone as it buzzes. Rafayel. He's- on his way?

“Actually, could you get me a friend for tomorrow?” You ask, a smile tugging at your lips. “A..friend?” His head tilts to the side until you say, “Can you get me a fox plushie and bring it to me when I'm discharged tomorrow?”

“I-” Xavier laughs before nodding, “Of course I will.” He stands up, looking toward the door. “I'll leave now though, since you seem a bit restless, but I'll make sure you get all the plushies you want.”

Not even five minutes after Xavier leaves, Rafayel is in the room. Almost as if he felt a disturbance in the force that someone was with his lady right now. “Was someone just here?” He asks, trying to act nonchalant as he sits down in the chair.

“No?” You phrase it as a question before you nod your head. “Yeah, the doctor just left. He was upset that I irritated my wound but, at least, I'll be discharged tomorrow! I can't go back to work for another two weeks though.”

“So does that mean my bodyguard is still out of commission?” Rafayel pouts, a hand on his hip. “Well, that's a shame. I had an art expo to go to in a few days and I was wondering if you'd join me.” “Ah…about that,” you clear your throat before telling him all about the troubles with your evol and even not recalling how to use a gun. “Why don't you try resonating now?” He asks, placing his hand on top of yours. “But what do I even do?” You murmur, closing your eyes.

“Do you feel all of that energy coursing through your chest? Try to direct that through your body to your fingers.” Rafayel whispers. “Think of it like paint. If you pour paint on a flat canvas, it spreads all out like crazy. You have to take a paintbrush and direct the paint to where you want it to go. So your evol is the paint and you are the paintbrush.”

That…helps but doesn't help at the same time.

You take a deep breath, trying to silence your mind to be able to focus but it's difficult to have dead silent thoughts. Instead you try to imagine the energy moving from your chest all the way to your hands, which were clasped between Rafayel's much bigger ones. Then, you finally felt it. You were resonati-

You flinch as you’re bombarded with a few blurry memories of your past life with Rafayel; Well, if you didn't know, you would've just been confused but since you played the game, you knew they were of your past lives with him. Though they were blurry, so you didn't catch anything besides a soft ‘my bride’ at the end.

My eyes blink open and you take one hand away from Rafayel to rub your temples. “I think it worked but..” you look at Rafayel, who was uncharacteristically silent. Maybe he saw the same images too?

“Hey, did you see it too?” You ask, which finally gets his attention. “Huh, see what?” He tries to brush it off but you don't let him. “It was kind of blurry but I remember seeing you…in a purple outfit? Oh and you said something at the end.” You tap your bottom lip with your index finger, pretending to try and recall what you saw when, in reality, you only saw a blurry Rafayel. You never saw specific details like that. “You said my bri-”

Rafayel covers your mouth with a hand. “That's enough of that.” His ears were red and he wasn't looking you in the eyes. Then he clears his throat. “Anyway, I'll contact you soon about the expo since you seem to resonate just fine and then maybe I can show you around Linkon City to try and jog your memory.”

He leaves as quickly as he showed up, clearly embarrassed by what you were going to say.

“Cute..” you say to yourself, laughing into your hand before wincing and touching the right side of your face.

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That's it for the first chapter! Since I wrote this on goggle docs, I wasn't sure just how short the chapters were but they'll get longer as we go on! I have a few chapters piled up so even if I don't write for a few weeks, I'll still be able to post. I'd love any feedback or even any explanations of the features on here to make the reading experience a bit better. I've never posted to Tumblr before so I've been just copying what I see from the tags and word count so I think I've done pretty well for my first time. I would love to learn how to do a masterlist though and also a next button, I guess I just have to link the next chapter on it? I'll have to test it out so please bear with me and I hope you enjoyed- and stick around for the chapters to come! 🩷

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fucked up - Nico Hischier

summary; Nico Hischier x reader.

The honest opinion from a person you really like can hurt the most. But what if Nico regrets it?

warning(s); bad language, angst, argument, fluff, maybe grammar errors

author's note; based on a true story. I'm sorry for not posting "happy-clappy fluff imagines" like usually (promise they'll come back soon). I can't write just pure fluff when I'm crying a river.

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It's the third day in a row that Nico doesn't want to talk with you. You can't explain why, but your stomach feeling tells you, something is not okay. You tried to distract yourself with work, work and more work. But when you step in your apartment, you're mentally break down. Your overthinking says hello. You grab your phone, trying to call him, just his mailbox.

"What did I do wrong", you mumble to yourself, biting on your lip. It's rainy outside, like how you feel. You're starring at other people out of the window, until your phone vibrates. "hello?", you start the conversation without looking on the screen, who it is. "it's Nico, are you at home?", his voice sounds deep and kinda annoyed, "yes", you smile, happy to hear he's alive. "Ok bye", he hangs up without a second. You stress yourself to cook a nice dinner in an hour until the door bell rings. "hi baby!", you want to wrap your arms around his neck, but he pushes you politely away, "we need to talk, something is bothering me", his brown eyes let you feel confused, he never been so serious. You nod and let him walk in your kitchen. "I cooked dinner for us two", you smile to blow the negative vibes away. "Do you think dinner will change the fact you act exaggerate?!", his tall body turns around because he stands before you. "huh?", you're even more confused. "We're not together and you stress me out", he tolerates no argument whilst speaking. Honestly you're not able to argue. It's like a punch in your face. "what did I do?", you feel so small. Even when he told you this in a respectful way. "you stress me out. You want to text non-stop and you're not my girlfriend, not yet. After last night with five text messages I'm thinking if it's a good idea to ask you for that", Nico grabs your shaky hands,"it's not like I'm not interested anymore", he kisses your forehead. You're just able to nod and accept the fact. What he needs and wants.

"Thank you for telling me this", your fake smile shows sadness. Nico doesn't want to hurt you on purpose. "I'll pack in the pesto for you", with blurry eyes you do that, giving him the lunch box. Nico just stays calm, taking it and when you close the door behind you, he thinks of hoping you understood what he meant.

The next days your chest feels heavy, texting no message, you don't call him, you let him his freedom. You know Nico lost the finals of the world championship, he looked so disappointed and usually you would at least send him something lovely, but your brain tells you; you were clingy. You're the problem. You're a bad Person for bothering someone. You don't enjoy being a clingy girl.

In the middle of night your phone vibrates again, like ten times until you groan, you're not in the shape to talk happy phone calls. "hey, are you ok?", his voice sounds occupied. "Sure", you reply. "You didn't text me once. I'm worried. We lost", he let you know the news. Of course you're not saying that you watched his game. Like he gave you a clear message. You would be clingy you're not his girlfriend and he owes you nothing.

"I'm sorry to hear that", your hands shake again. You don't feel comfortable anymore, more like you have to hide your personality to be not the problem anymore. "I didn't mean that I don't like to talk with you", he coughs. "I really like you anyway as a person who you are", he talks more. "I'm tired, good night", hanging up until he can hear how much you're hurt. Just thoughts hunting you in your head;

what are you doing now?

What is the right way to deal with this?

[httpvomitello]

Hey so how do you think the tmnt boys would deal with having a crush where they text each other frequently and also do hang out a lot. But what they do when for once their crush texts them “I hate everything right now. I’m so angry. >:(“. Behind the scenes Their crush just came on their time of the month and now they’re like angry with everything hormonally? If the boys come over cuz crush isn’t answering, hours later, crush seeming better, “sorry about that. I just came on my time of the month earlier, this ones bad this month and my emotions are crazy. I now just feel depressed :(”?

Hello again! I hope you like it! ♡♡♡♡

Leonardo

Leo gets a text from his crush that reads, “I’m so over everything right now. I’m mad and don’t even know why.”

He’s used to keeping joking his way out of awkward situations, so he responds

“Yikes, sounds rough! Want me to come over and cheer you up with some cool ninja moves or bad jokes?”

When there’s no reply for hours, Leo’s anxiety spikes (even if he won't admit it)

He grabs his katanas (just in case) and heads out to check on them

When he arrives, his crush finally explains, “Sorry about that. I just came on my time of the month earlier. This one’s bad, and my emotions are crazy.”

He might be a little awkward at first, but he quickly adapts, flashing his signature grin

“Ah, no worries. Your favorite turtle has arrived!So, what’s the plan? Do you want to grab us some snacks and watch some movies?”

They decide to watch Twilight

It's a good thing they ended up sleeping next to Leo, because that way they didn't have to witness him start crying at the end

He’s happy to be a distraction, whether it’s watching a movie or just hanging out

He’ll probably pull out a few tricks, magic or otherwise, to get a smile out of them before the day’s done.

Raphael

Raph gets a message from his crush that says, “I’m so frustrated. Everything’s making me mad for no reason, and I’m trying to keep it together.”

He doesn't take long to send a message asking if everything is okay

When he doesn’t get a reply after a while, Raph starts pacing

He debates texting again but doesn’t want to seem pushy, so instead, he heads out

When Raph gets there, his crush doesn't take long to explain

“Hey, sorry I didn’t respond earlier. My period just started, and it’s hitting hard this time. I feel like a mess right now,”

Raph softens immediately, his face full of understanding

He knows how overwhelming emotions can be, and he doesn’t want to make things worse by crowding them

He’ll stay close, maybe put on a show they both like or offer up his shoulder if they need a comforting presence.

Donatello

Donnie receives a text from hos crush at a random time while he was finishing one of his projects

“Today’s been a mess, and I’m so angry. I don’t know how to shake this mood.”

His immediate reaction is to problem-solve, so he texts back

“I’ve read that mood swings can sometimes be helped by balancing serotonin levels. Do you want me to come over and help you troubleshoot?”

He’s serious about wanting to help, though his methods may seem a bit... clinical

When he doesn’t get a response for hours, Donnie’s curiosity gets the best of him

It doesn't take long to get to their house

“Sorry I didn’t get back to you. My period started earlier, and it’s really messing with my emotions. I just feel so out of it,”

Donnie immediately understands and goes into helpful mode

“While I can’t stop that, I can help with the physical discomfort or even keep you company to distract you from the emotional side effects.”

He might offer up some tech-based solutions, like a supercharged heating pad or an app he coded to track moods and help regulate them

If they’re feeling down, he’ll switch from science talk to a more personal approach, asking what they need and offering to help with whatever would make them more comfortable

Even if his methods are a little unconventional, Donnie genuinely wants to make things better for them.

Michelangelo

Mikey got the text from his crush while he was watching his favorite cartoon

“I’m just in such a bad mood today. I feel off, and I hate it.”

His heart sinks because he’s all about making people feel happy and loved, especially his crush. He responds immediately

“Aw, that’s the worst! You want me to come over and bring snacks and some good vibes? I’ll cheer you up, promise!”

When there’s no reply for a while, Mikey’s concern turns into action. He grabs a bunch of their favorite snacks and his skateboard, determined to turn their day around

When they finally explain, “Sorry for not responding. My period started, and it’s been a rough one. My emotions are just all over the place,”

Mikey is quick to jump into comfort mode, his empathy showing immediately

“I’m here to make you feel better, no worries. Snacks? Cartoons? Blanket fort? You name it, and we’ll do it!”

Mikey’s goal is to lift their spirits, no matter what

His energy is contagious, and he’ll stick around for as long as they need

By the end of the day, Mikey will make sure they’re at least smiling, even if just a little

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pairing: Johnnie Guilbert ♡︎ Reader

warnings: ୭̥⋆*｡ crying, major deppression

summary: ʚ you go through a depressive episode and Johnnie helps ɞ

Words: 1777

An: so this was horrible for me to write and I'm so so sorry

Guilt was racking through your body. You don't have any energy left in your body nowadays, it's the reason you haven't posted in almost two months. It's the reason your room and subsequent house are filthy. It's the reason why no matter how hard you try you never ever seem to fit in.

Your cheeks are tear-stained, and you haven’t washed your face in god knows how long. You've showered sure, but you haven't done your proper skincare in weeks.

Your depression has been a part of your life for as long as you can remember. It gets better, sometimes, other times it drains you of everything you have. Every day felt like a battle for you. You sigh looking at your phone it is almost 4 pm.

Your boyfriend, Johnnie, had texted you almost 2 hours ago. The rough nights you experienced led you to wake up late in the afternoon, so the plan usually involved Johnnie heading over whenever you woke up or after he was done filming.

He has wished you a good ‘morning’ and to let him know when he could head over. You wanted to indulge, truly you did, but Johnnie didn't deserve that. He had enough in his life to worry about. There was no need to worry him with your pathetic life.

The issue is you couldn't keep him on the hook like this. You sighed picking up your phone, you numbly typed out a plain excuse, telling him today wouldn't work. You put the phone down and roll over in your bed again.

You sat curled in a little ball staring out your window. There were crows sitting on top of the next-door building. You sat and quietly observed the birds, watching them move side to side. You wish life were that simple, all you had to worry about was eating and flying around.

You didn't have to worry about the eternally crushing depression that sucks your life form. Your face heated up again with the thought of Johnnies, tears pooling in your eyes.

You missed him so much. He was such a caring loving person, it wasn't always easy for him to show that. He had his ways though. Always make sure you eat, get decent sleep, etc.

Your relationship was usually the opposite way, you know just how much he struggled. You were going to be there for absolutely all of it no matter what. Nothing was going to stop you from loving him. He shouldn't have to worry about you.

But he did, it was the reason why when he saw your texting while editing he immediately called you. You were always such a beacon of positivity for him. He knew the signs, from himself and his friends. You had stopped eating unless he forced you to.

You were wearing long sleeves and sweatpants only. You never went out, just stayed in your room. He can't even remember the last time you said more than a few words to him in a single conversation. He placed the phone next to his ear and nervously tapped his foot on the floor of his room.

“Hello?” you answered with a croak. Johnnie never called you unless he really really missed your voice. Which for him was usually the case when it was nighttime. Those were extreme cases, he hated talking on the phone and absolutely despised it. Too many nerves for him.

He didn't speak for a second, half expecting you not to answer for some reason. “Hey,” he starts. You hold your breath for a second knowing what the conversation was about before he even started to speak.

“Can I please come over? I'm worried about you.”Johnnie says over the phone, fiddling with the zipper of his jacket. You inhaled with a shaky breath. “You can. It won't be a lot of fun though,” you mumbled back to him fiddling with your piercing.

“Well- when can I come over?” he asked. This awkward tension filled the phone line, the systematic white noise causing your heart to beat heavily. “Whenever you want Johnnie I'm not leaving the house anytime ever,” you reply sarcastically earning an annoyed grunt from Johnnie.

“I can be over soon, I'll let you know when my Uber shows up and I'm on my way ok?” He knew your bad attitude was because of something, and no matter how much it was upsetting him he needed to be here for you.

You on the other hand could cry from guilt. How dare you be a pathetic sack all day, cancel on your boyfriend only for him to kindly offer to be there for you and you are rude to him? On top of that, he has to pay to drive to YOUR house! “No Johnnie don't call an Uber I will come pick you up.” you offered, standing up and searching for your keys.

“I thought you weren't leaving.” he rebutted. You took a deep breath, “but I love you, so I'm not gonna make you pay to cheer me up ok?” you spoke finally finding your keys. “I don't want to stress you out.” you heard over the phone.

You tried to fight his kindness but after a minute it was clear he wasn't going to let you drive. Today was a relaxing day for you, at least it was supposed to be.

You were a protector, it's what made Johnnie fall so in love with you. You were so kind and caring for him, constantly taking care of him when he had those days when he just couldn't take it anymore.

You never did it with the intention to receive it though. So when Johnnie knocked on your door and you trudged to open it for him it shocked you how much he did care.

You tried to make yourself look strong but as your eyes locked tears pooled crowding your vision. You turned away from the door and him as you covered your face with your hands.

You couldn't stop the pull of dread that filled your heart. You felt your knees touch the floor as you collapsed onto the ground. You could hear the door close and Johnnie rushed to your side. He was speaking about something, maybe he was saying how you were going to be ok.

Maybe he was begging you to tell him what was going on. You weren't sure. All you could focus on was ringing in your ears, the thumping of your heart, and the crocodile tears that leaped from your face.

His hands ran against your back and shoulders. Eventually, you were able to look up at him. He wasn't wearing any makeup, just a hat with a button-up and skinny jeans. All you could mutter out was a broken “I'm sorry.”

Your voice cracked and shattered as you spoke. Your boyfriend and the love of your life stared at you back, his face heating up his own tears forming. He sat with you behind your couch on the floor.

“Let's move to the couch,” he said his voice coming out falsely confident, you shook your head, yes taking his hand that helped you up. He wasn't used to helping people like this, he would try his best and maybe give advice.

But he tried to do what you did with him. He sat you down on the couch, taking note of your appearance. You had dulled messy hair, dark almost permanent circles under your eyes, you looked pale and gaunt your face seemingly shrunk.

He rushed away from you, getting you a cup of water, something you did for him without fail. He set it in your hands knowing the coolness would ground you. He moved to your side sitting down next to you. He hesitantly placed his hand on your chest feeling your heartbeat.

It was rapid and intense as he pulled you close to him, wrapping his other arm around you and tilting his head on your shoulder. As you slowly sipped the water between hiccups he felt your heartbeat slow and your breath wasn't so rapid. You were calming down.

Once you finished your cup you set it down and shifted so your head was resting on his almost bare chest. He moved his hat off and sat normally on the couch as you cuddled up to him. He wasn't sure what he should say that could help.

After all, he wasn't very good at this but he so desperately wanted to be. “I don't know when this really started for me. As long as I can remember I was different. Things that seemed so small for other people worried me so much,” you spoke, finally breaking the silence.

He knew some of your past and struggles but nothing too deep. He wanted to hear them from you. This was the best way to do that. He didn't say anything yet, he just looked down and observed you as you played against him.

“I felt this feeling when I was all alone and it was cold and rainy outside. It was almost like a shiver up my spine. I was feeling so safe and protected all alone like that, if I hadn't frozen I could have stayed in the rain forever.” he wasn't sure where exactly your story was going but he knew you and he also knew it was important.

“I was so comfortable with being alone, that stayed with me. There are days more often than not when I cannot do anything. I sit and rot in my bed all day, I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't do anything.” Johnnie did not know that. He knew since he was busy with filming you often just stayed home.

It doesn't sound like that was a good thing, however. “I am drowning but I've pretended to stay afloat for so long. I'm so fucking tired Johnnie I don't know what I'm going to do anymore.” Your voice was calm but powerful.

You didn't move but you could hear Johnnie's heartbeat increase. “I haven't taken care of myself in so long.” this was whispered, for a second you weren't sure if you had said it out loud. You suppose you did when Johnnie pulled you away from you, your confession hung on the air like wet clothes.

He took a second before he nearly engulfed you with a hug. He squeezed your whole body tight, “Please don't leave.” was all he whispered in your ear. He cradled your body tightly. He slowly started to rock you back and forth. The lull of his body slowly sent you to sleep.

[heesuits]

cry baby - lee heeseung ♡

paring: co-worker!heeseung x reader

genre: soft

! the song lyrics are mentioned at some point.

wc: 3k+

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Closed your notebook and stretched your spine... Just finished studying for today, your fingers feel stiff from all the writing, maybe they could even get cramps later. You've been having some online classes at night from different subjects to complement your degree and just got really immersed in it for a couple hours now. You lay your head back at the chair and look at the side glancing at your phone, completely forget about its existence, stretch out your hand to grab it... 10:02 p.m, some notifications and three unread messages:

[8:47 p.m.] heesu: hey wyd :)

[9:12 p.m.] heesu: are you there?

[9:46 p.m.] heesu: there's just something I wanna talk to you about, don't want to bother okay? nothing urgent don't worry, text me back when you can...

Heeseung is a friend from work, you've been working at the same shift for about 3 months now and he kind of makes your days easier with his periodic jokes. Even though he is a shy person overall, you found it funny how it looks like people are always looking for him, trying to find a thing to talk about and make the hours go faster, but you don't judge them, he's definitely a good listener and the big shiny eyes make it easier to know that he's truly paying attention to the issue. But when it comes to the introvert chart you're a full #1 and he's around a #2, cause he often comes to you with some random vent about his life, his meals, his gaming, his love affairs, and you usually just listen carefully and show interest in his matters, rarely opening up about anything, but you can swear he's too good with conversations and still get some facts from you sometimes...

He even caught you crying from stress once, you were hiding at the staircase and he just sat by your side and stayed there for a while not really saying anything but take your time, once you looked done from the crying session you two just got up and went back to work and later that day he brought some chocolate, giving it to you like some sort of secret weapon, claiming that it would help. It surely did. And you've never talked about it but you could feel like since then you've definitely become friends somehow, the atmosphere between the two of you have changed, he always notices when you are having a bad day and keeps looking for alternative ways to help you go through it, and you know when he's just tired of being the listener and needs to open up.

You didn't know what the messages could be about, it's monday, you were working together hours ago and had no other choice than to meet again tomorrow... "I was kind of busy when you texted earlier, here now, what's the issue?" You replied, locked the phone and put it in your pocket. Headed to the kitchen to fill in the water bottle, you were feeling kinda hungry so just got an apple to eat when you felt the phone vibrate, someone is calling, you read the name on the screen: heesu... that fast? Can't help but wonder if there was something happening and just picked up...

"Heeseung? Hello?" he never called before, ever...

"Hi... First of all you're a really bad emergency contact..." he didn't have a worrying tone at least, just the usual.

"And what's the emergency you're needing to contact me about?"

"None actually... did you still not unpacked your bag after work yet?"

"Umm, no... nothing to get off of it today, why?" just too curious at that point.

"I left something there, was wondering why you still didn't say anything about it... go check and then you talk to me okay?"

"I'm not working from home don't even try."

"It's not about that I swear, it's a surprise, cmon go see it."

"Okay mystery man, I'll follow your instructions."

"Bye."

As soon as he hangs up you almost run upstairs to check on the bag, leaving the water bottle and forgetting about the apple... What could it be? A present? A gift card to get some coffee? A prank? Heeseung often handles you pieces of paper during the shift, some just written [I'm bored x.x] sometimes complimenting your different hairstyles [nice buns :D], [cool bangs u.u], [fluffy ponytail ;D], thought it could be one of those and he just made it dramatic to be fun. You found it, now almost sure about the random piece of paper theory: An envelope, locked with an emoji sticker that I gave him some weeks ago cause you recorded yourself unboxing some stationary in your close friends and he said that he liked it. You sat on bed and opened it... Chocolate! And a... handwritten letter? Your face is confused, you tilt your head to the side and go straight into reading:

—

Hello there :D (I've never written a letter)

Is my handwriting readable? Hope so...

Where to start from?... I think I worry a lot... I've got this anxious feeling but it goes away for a minute when I'm with you. When it comes to you I think I talk too much and try too hard, I want to listen more. When we talk throughout the day there's this feeling of "I know I'll fall in love with you, and that's not what I wanna do" I can taste my heart breaking from the thought of you saying that you know it... but those are just my anxious thoughts and at least I should be honest and give you the opportunity to know about my feelings and decide about yours by yourself. Every single new thing I learn about you makes me hope that there's some more time to know much more, to fall some more. I swear I wanted so hard to shake my fears away and open up to you about this in person, but as my voice fails courage I hope my writings at least let you feel my honest intentions... Oh, right, the point of the letter...

Would you give me permission to know more about you, and fall even harder? I promise I won't be your cry baby.

[ ] yes

[ ] no

From: Lee Heeseung

—

You get up and grab a pencil to mark your choice, get your phone to take a photo and send it to him without any text or context...

[ ✗ ] yes

[ ] no

—♡.

[runningincircl3s]

Nothing Ever After

Noah Sebastian x Reader x Vinny Mauro

Chapter 9

chapter warnings: none?

this is a little all over the place which i apologise for but i mentioned a couple posts ago that when i was writing this i didn't have any intention of posting it so i've been going through and adding things in to make it better essentially, and this is one of those chapters that i've had to just close my eyes and press post as rereading this for the first time felt like a fever dream... but as i've said i just want this story to just be fun :)

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“That’s cool, I didn’t really expect anything in the first place. I like you too, quite a lot, but I’ve been in situations like this before and it’s taken a lot to come back from it, so I’m sorry but I don’t think I can. I’m sorry. Sweet dreams x”

You saw Vinny’s text when you woke up bright and early to your alarm at 6am, you felt your heart sink but you respected his decision. You sighed, getting out of bed with a yawn, going to brush your teeth and have a think about what to say in your reply to him.

However, as you were in the bathroom, you heard your phone vibrating on your bed. As you rush to rinse your toothbrush off, you pick your phone back up to see it was Bryan. 

“Hello?”

“Hey, how are you feeling?” He asked, “We invited you to dinner last night but we didn’t hear from you. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t dead or anything.”

“No, I’m still very much alive, I just wasn't feeling too well,” you chuckled, “What time do we have to be out of here this morning?”

“We’ve not got to be out for hours, but we're aiming to be out at 9 so we have some time to spare, so meet us by the bus just before?”

“Okay, great. I better go and take a shower and pack back up again.” You said, looking around your room at the mess you and Angela had made whilst searching for an outfit for your ‘date’ with Vinny. 

Which reminded you, you still needed to text him back. 

“I’ll let you go and sort everything out, I’ll text you just before we leave our rooms, we'll meet you by the front desk.”

“Okay sure, thank you, bye!”

“Bye!” 

As soon as you hung up, you went straight to Vin’s message and started typing your reply.

“That’s okay, I respect that and I’m sorry, I hope this doesn’t affect our friendship. See you later :)”

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You had been sat on the bus for almost two hours, and you still had an hour to go before you got to the next venue. You were staring out of the window sitting next to Folio, who was shopping for some new fishing gear on his laptop, whilst the other guys were all playing something on Matt’s Xbox that they plugged into the tv. 

“Folio, can I ask you something kinda strange?” You asked, crossing your legs as you tilted your head. 

“Sure,” he smiled, looking up from his screen, “Ask away, what’s up?”

“Does weed ever make you horny?”

Nick didn’t know what to expect when you asked to ask him a 'kinda strange' question, but it certainly wasn’t that. He furrowed his eyebrows, his mouth hanging open, you had left him speechless. 

“Uh… Why are you asking?” He seemed perplexed, as far as he knew you had never smoked before. 

“Oh, I just saw this tweet, that's all. I didn’t know if it was serious or not.”

“Oh,” he laughed, “Well I guess I could see how that could work… But personally I’ve never uh, never had that happen to me before.”

“I guess you only smoke with guys,” you chuckled, “Not that it’s bad to be horny around the guys!”

“Woah!” Noah gasped, freezing on his way to the bathroom as he caught what you were saying, “What are we talking about? All I heard was being horny around the guys?!” 

You laughed, shaking your head as you looked up at him. 

“I was just asking Folio something. Are we almost there yet?”

“Okay I do not want to know what you asked him! But yeah, I thought traffic would be pretty bad today but it’s not really. We should be there pretty soon.” He says, excusing himself to go and pee.

"I was thinking about starting a youtube," Nicholas announces, "I think what Ricky does is pretty cool-"

"Hell no!" Matt laughs, "I am not having a camera shoved in my face all day."

"I just thought it would be a cool way to connect with the fans," Ruffilo adds, "I just don't know what kind of equipment I'd need or where to even start."

"I could help..." You suggest, and you notice all the guys- except Nicholas- glaring at you, their eyes almost twitching, "Maybe we could try and vlog today to see how it goes?"

"That would be awesome," he smiles, "Thanks y/n."

"No problem." You grin, watching the horror on all the guys faces, trying not to chuckle to yourself.

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Whilst the equipment was being taken into the venue, the guys from both bands were all stood together in three groups: Ryan, Ricky, Vinny, Folio and Jolly; Justin, Nicholas, Noah, Bryan and you, whilst Chris was on a call in the bus, and Matt was helping move things. 

As the group you were with were discussing a movie that all wanted to see when it comes out in theatres, you can’t help but listen into the others’ conversation. 

“So, Vin, what did you get up to last night?” Ryan asked with a smirk, blowing out a cloud of smoke from his vape. 

“I went out for dinner with an old friend, I don’t think I’ve seen him in about six years so it was great to catch up.” 

“Oh, ‘him’?” Ryan grinned, as the other guys looked in confusion. 

“What do you mean?” Vinny asked, shaking his head.

“Well, last night I asked for the keys to the bus so I could see if I left my vape in there because my other one died, and I was told you had the keys. I came to yours and Rick’s room and he said you were out with a friend, so I went to the bus anyway and all I could hear was ‘oh Vinny! Right there Vinny! Oh Vinny I’m gonna cum!’” He laughed as he mocked your voice, “So who was this ‘friend’?” 

“You don’t know her.” Vinny said, bluntly, looking down at his feet.

“Was it Amy again?” Ricky asked, “I know she’s a stoner and Chris said the driver complained that the bus stank of weed this morning.”

“No, it wasn’t. She’s in California anyway.” Vinny sighs, “look, you don’t know her okay, and it was a mistake. She’d never smoked before and we got high and one thing led to another…”

As he said that, you watched as something clicked in Folio’s brain as he came to a realisation and his head snapped up before looking over at you, catching your eye. You quickly looked away, taking a breath before approaching Nicholas.

"So Nick, I have my spare camera with me if you'd like to borrow that for your vlogs?"

"Really?" He smiled, putting out his cigarette, "That would be great, thank you!"

And so you spent the next hour teaching him how to use your camera for videoing, and he was a pretty quick learner. You stood with him during soundcheck as he spoke into the camera, the other guys trying to stay away from him as much as they could, but Folio couldn't get away too quickly.

"So, tell me about the tour." Nicholas smiled behind the camera, recording Folio as he sat as his drums. You sat by them, working on your laptop, editing pictures and thinking of different shots you wanted to get tonight.

"Uh, it's gonna be awesome! We're playing at some places we've never been before, we're joined by the greatest people we could ever tour with-"

"Noah!" Ruffilo quickly interrupts Nick as he turns the camera to Noah, who crossed his arms and let out a long sigh, "Do you have a tour update for us?"

"Well, I can tell you tonight's shows gonna be sick, Matt's insanely good at his job," he clapped his hands together as he thought, "I don't know what else to say..."

"You guys really suck, y'know that." Nicholas said as he put the camera down. "We used to be youtubers, man, what happened?"

"I wouldn't say that." Noah laughed.

"Why don't you just talk to the camera," a familiar voice suggested from behind you, causing you to tense up, you hadn't spoken to him at all today, and the thought alone made you feel nervous, "That's what Rick does most of the time. I think it's quite wholesome..."

Vinny was checking out what Folio was doing as he set up his drums, testing them with his drum tech to make sure they sounded alright and everything was as it should be. Yet he didn't acknowledge you at all, which made you feel even worse about the situation.

Instead of listening to him talk to Folio, unable to look away from his arms as he reached out to help Nick make sure his snare was in place or something, you decided to be a good friend.

"I'll give you an update, I feel like I need to introduce myself to you guys' fans anyway."

"That's such a good idea," Nicholas' eyes widened, it was almost as if you could see a lightbulb above his head in that moment. You watched as he switched the camera back on, "So on this tour, you might see a new face running around the stage, this is y/n!" He turned the camera to you and you smiled, "Why don't you tell them a bit about yourself."

You tried to push through the awkwardness of speaking to a camera, and nodded your head, this was your idea after all.

"So, I'm y/n, I'm a friend of Bryan's and I'm a photographer. It's been my dream for years now to be a touring photographer for bands, so I'm so happy to be here and to be working with my best friend! However, I'm actually Motionless in White's photographer for the first few shows, but after that I'll be up there getting some cool pictures of Bad Omens." You grinned, not knowing what else to say.

"Hey, Vinny!" Nicholas pointed the camera back to the drums, zooming in on Vin, "How was she?"

"What?" Vinny's eyes filled with horror, furrowing his eyebrows as he shook his head in confusion, and Folio clocked this too, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Y/n, on the first show of the tour, how was she?"

"Oh, um... Good, I guess. I dunno, I wasn't really paying any attention."

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As the guys went over things one last time in soundcheck, you sat outside with Angela as she took a puff of her vape. She had only got here about twenty minutes ago, and you had been stuck to her side. Vinny hadn’t spoken to you all day, and all that kept playing in your head was the moment he told the guys by the bus that ‘it was a mistake.’ You desperately wanted to know if he meant that, or if he was just saying it to get the guys off his back. 

“What’s up?” Angela asked suddenly, “You’ve been pretty quiet... bad date last night?”

“That’s one way of describing it.”

“What happened?” She asked, eager to know. 

“The restaurant was shut so we got a pizza and watched a movie on the bus. I got high for the first time and then… We did something we shouldn’t have.” 

“You fucked?!” She almost shouted. 

“Shhh! Yes, but Ryan heard us from outside. He doesn’t know it was me, and I don’t think Vin would tell him. But I told Vinny when I was back in my room that I don’t want to commit to anything right now as I still don’t know how I’m feeling and I think it upset him.”

“Why? What makes you think that?” She frowned. 

“He's been off with me all day, he hasn't spoken to me at all and when Ruff asked him a question about me he gave him the bleakest answer he could, and then last night- Wait I’ll show you the texts.” You said, reaching in your pocket for your phone. 

“Dang,” she whispered as she read what Vin said, “Y'know, he has been hurt in the past, he’s just protecting himself, honey.” She says, wrapping an arm around you, hugging you from the side and your knees touch as you both sat on the cold stone step outside. 

“I know,” you sigh, “I just feel so shitty for upsetting him like that. And he hasn’t spoken to me all day, I'm just worried I've fucked everything up, all because I wanted to be honest with him!” You groan, resting your head on her shoulder as you try to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill.

“Hey, don’t get upset, I know Vin and I know he'll get over it! Look, we still have half an hour or so before I start working on their faces,” she smiled, “Why don’t we go and get donuts? If we’re feeling kind we can bring some back for the guys- heavy on the if.” 

“That sounds great.” You smiled, and Angela took your hand as you both stood up. 

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“Guess what we’ve got!” Angela grinned as she set the box down on the table backstage.

“Where’s Chris? I made sure we got some vegan ones for you too, they look even better than ours!” You smiled, handing him the paper bag. 

“Thank you so much! They look delicious!” Chris gasped as he took the bag from you, watching as the rest of the guys fought over which ones they wanted. 

“Hey, y/n, can I talk to you quickly?” Folio asked, nodding his head towards the door as if to say in private. 

You followed him out and asked him what he wanted.

“I just don’t think it’s a coincidence.” He says.

“What?” 

“Don’t do this to me, y/n. I know exactly what you’re doing.”

“What?!”

“Last night you weren’t picking up your phone, Noah was knocking at your room but you weren’t answering. Then this morning you ask if weed makes you horny? Then, it turns out Vinny also went missing, he was caught having sex in the bus and- to only confirm my suspicions- the girl he was with had never smoked before. Not to mention his face when Ruff asked him that question earlier.”

“Look, he could’ve been making that up!” 

“You can’t fool me, y/n.” He smiled, shaking his head, “First I catch you and Noah, then Ryan catches you with Vin-”

“It wasn’t me!” 

“Bullshit! Bryan did everything he could to convince the guys for you to join us and so far all you’ve done is take a couple crap pictures and fuck 2 of the guys!” He exclaimed.

“What? I never fucked Noah!” You scoffed.

“So you did fuck Vin?”

“No!” You sigh, your back hitting the wall as you slide down to a crouching position. “Nick, what is this all about? I thought we were friends, why are you doing this to me?”

“I care about my band and our reputation. I care about my friends.”

“And now you don’t care about me? I thought we were friends? Now you hate me all of a sudden? This doesn't make sense?”

Folio paused, shaking his head. 

“Hey, look, I don’t hate you, y/n. I’m sorry if I worded that wrong. I’ve just had the worst fucking year of my life, ever since my girlfriend left, and seeing you mess around with these guys hurts because I don’t want them to feel a fraction of the way I have.”

“Oh, Nick,” you frowned, “Look, it’s not my intention to fuck around, I mean it. It’s just… Can I be really honest with you? And I mean pinky promise kind of honest, you won't tell the guys?”

“Always.” He said, holding his pinky finger out to you.

“I really like Noah, I think I always have, but sometimes he gives me the impression he doesn’t feel the same way. But then that night at the club when I met Vinny I feel like we instantly clicked. I feel like I’ve known him my whole life and I’ve never felt this way about anybody before. He got upset when he found out what me and Noah got up to that night, and I told him that there's nothing between me and Noah, y'know, I told him we aren't exclusive or anything. So he asked me on a date, it kinda didn’t go to plan and yes, I fucked Vinny on the bus last night, and then I also fucked everything up between us by telling him I just want to have fun whilst we're on tour and not have to be tied down to one guy, I don't care how that makes me sound! I like Noah and Vinny, Vinny knows I like Noah, but Noah has no idea about Vin and-” 

“You’re in quite a predicament,” Nick sighs, pressing his lips together, “Have you talked to Noah about that night, the two of you on the bus?”

“No, we sort of just pretended like it never happened.”

“I think you need to talk to him, y/n.”

“Talk to who? What’s going on?” Noah asked, standing by the door, “I wondered where you guys got to.” 

“Can I talk to you, Noah?" You ask as Folio gives you a smile and slips past you back into the room. 

“Of course, what’s up?” He asks, shutting the door behind Nick as he followed you over to the end of the hallway, making sure nobody else heard what you were about to talk about. 

“I… What are we, Noah?" You blurted it out, afraid to even look up at him, "I can’t keep pretending like there’s nothing going on between us.” 

“Whatever you want us to be.” Noah says, noticing how upset you had gotten. He puts a hand out to you and pulls you up. “Is this all that’s bothering you?”

You nod your head, wiping the tears away from your eyes. 

“I really like you Noah, but whilst we're on tour to commit to anything. How would it look if Bad Omens suddenly have this new photographer then it comes out that she's with the lead singer, everyone will hate me, especially your fans, other bands won't take me seriously, I might not get booked if they think you're the reason I got a way in, they'll think I'm just doing it to get to you, do you see where I'm coming from?” As you finish rambling, Noah nods his head.

“I do, and it's a shame you have to think like that, but if it's something that's going to put our careers at risk then we have to put that first for now," he says, brushing your hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ear, “We can just keep things casual, helping each other out when we need it.” He smirked, and you couldn’t help but smile. He was so pretty up close, you were more than jealous. 

“I’d like that.” You smiled, looking up at him. 

There was a comfortable silence between the two of you as Noah’s hand raised to your chin, his finger pulling your face up for him to capture your lips with his own as he leaned down, his other hand on your waist, pulling you closer to him as you hesitantly arms wrapped around his neck.

As you kissed you thought about how his lips felt on yours, and how the warm feeling was growing in your stomach, similar to how you felt with Vinny last night. However with Vinny, that warm feeling was replaced by electricity, adrenaline, it made you want to come back for more. It was addictive, whereas Noah felt safe, homely even. However, the moment was quickly over as you opened your eyes, suddenly spotting Vinny stood by the door, his face paled as he quickly turned back around, before you could even push away from Noah. 

“Sorry,” Noah apologised as you shoved him off of you, “Shit!”

“Hey, no, it’s okay! I was into it, wanted it! It’s just I really need to pee! Pre-show nerves!” You laughed nervously, running off to the bathroom. 

You locked yourself in a stall and finally allowed yourself to breathe before quickly sent a text to Angela asking if she could come and talk, but she didn’t see it, you assumed she was doing the guys’ makeup. You checked the time on your phone, knowing that Motionless were set to go on at 6, so if you waited a little while you could hopefully avoid Vinny and the terrible guilt you’d feel in his presence and then rush out on to the stage with your camera.

When your phone vibrated in your hand, you looked to see a text from Matt. 

“Is everything okay? Noah said you ran off to the bathroom all of a sudden.” 

“Need a tampon or something? I could go and get some?” 

You laughed at Matt’s text, but found it quite wholesome that he was willing to do that. 

“No, I'm okay!” You replied, followed by, 

“Have miw gone out yet?”

“Yeah they just went on, you better run out there!”

“Vinny was asking about you.”

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don’t worry team vinny we will be so back in a couple chapters!! <3

@rumoured-whispers @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard @lma1986 @thisbicc @dominuslunae @miss570 @miamore0570 @jilliemiw86 @itsyaboinoah

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glided lily

glided lily- minji x 6th member! reader

synopsis: have you given enough?

genre: angst, overworking, intrusive thoughts, reassurance, unhealthy work habits, miscommunication, no good isolation, a bit of fluff at the end, hidden secrets, doubts

you knew that this cycle would have to stop.

exhausted, as sweat was dripping down your nose as you sat down in the practice room alone and looked at your phone. you closed your eyes pinching the bridge of your nose, realizing it was 3:30 am. 72 missed called from all of the members total, 342 unread messages.

but what caught your eye was the latest message from minji, 'can we talk?' those words set something off you making your mind race with thoughts, so you called up the only person you knew that could help you deal with this. your sister.

c'mon... c'mon... pick up, pick up is what you thought while dialing up your sister lily hoping she would be awake.

"hello?" your sister groggily replied as she had been on a schedule for her comeback.

"can i crash?" you said in a uncertain hushed voice as you hear your voice echo in the practice room.

"sure. let me just ask haewon," lily said as she went quiet for a minute and came back on the line following up with, "she said sure. come over and we can talk about how crazy vanilla is for a while since i don't have a schedule tomorrow."

you laughed softly at lily's joke appreciating how your sister always knew how to make you laugh. "thanks lils, be there in 20 minutes. just got to tell my members," you said in a much more certain tone both of you hanging up saying goodbye.

you didn't scroll through the messages of the group chat with the newjeans member just sent a simple text of 'staying with my sister, dw i will see you guys tomorrow at practice.'

not looking at your phone anymore your gathered things throwing on your mask and hat. soon walking out the hybe entertainment in the direction of nmixx dorm and ringing lily again to let you in.

knocking on nmixx dorm door, the first thing you see is lily as the feeling of calm washed over you as collapsed into her arms. "hey. you okay?" lily questioned as she brushed the hair out of your face noting how hot you had felt when she touched your skin. "have you been over working yourself again?" she asks while bringing you into the dorm while you still clinging on to her.

mhm is the response you managed to get to lily as you still hugged her burying your face into her shoulder. that was until you had heard another voice a bit far off into the living room "is that y/n, lily?" haewon yelled from the living room as she was curious if you had arrived. you winced a little at the volume slowly taking off your shoes and walking towards the living room to greet haewon and jiwoo before heading to lilys room where you would crash for the night.

"does your member know about... the thing?" lily probed you wanting to know if you had told them about it.

"no. they don't need to worry over me more as it is. i'm already causing to much trouble for them," you had stated looking down at the wooden floor which you had sat down.

"ok, but please do tell them soon. i'm worried what you'll end up doing to you and your relationship with the girls if you keep this secret away from them," lily responded with a little concern in her voice.

you always hated how lily was right sometimes. "soon," is the word you would always say to your sister when she say something like this as you two settled in for the night.

on the flipside minji would always wondered why you would never talk to her about your family only mentioning that you were sisters with lily, and that you had a younger sister. why you always constantly overworked yourself or whenever you two fought about over anything you would constantly avoided her until she told your sister about it.

she just couldn't understand why you could no tell her anything she was your leader, and your girlfriend. even though both of you had no doubt that you love each other she couldn't help but feel insecure because you couldn't trust her to help you with your problems.

here she laid in her bed as she was still worried of your safety. wondering why you had gone to nmixx dorm again, was it the overwhelming amount of the messages from the girls telling you to get home? no, it couldn't be because the last time that happened you came home claiming you had lost track of time because of your phone dying. was it you being frustrated by the choreo? surely not, because she had just saw you during practice nailing it perfectly; even teaching hyein how to do the point choreo.

she couldn't rack her brain of the possible things that could... oh. the text she sent asking you if you could talk to her, did you mishap misinterpret the text. she only sent that message as it been just a few days that she had last had a alone time with her girlfriend. only phrasing the message incase of an off chance of someone snooping through both of your phones.

these are the thoughts that plagued her mind as she grabbed a pillow from your bed hugging it as she slept. a last thought that came between her mind 'will 'us' really work out?'

it was 11 a.m. when you woke up from the best sleep you had in a while, realizing you had been moved to the couch instead of being on the floor. staring at the floor, blanking out for a bit before calling out to your sibling, who responded with silence. turning to your phone, you realized that there was a sticky note on it that said, 'hey, y/n! its your bestest sibling here; me and the girls have early practice and won't be back until later. haewon says to feel free to stay a bit longer. Make sure you get to practice on time. oh! btw theres a sandwich in the fridge! ;) - lilyyyyyy'  you smiled at the messy handwritten note, going to the fridge to eat the sandwich that lily had made you. you ordered food for the girls and waited until it came, putting it in the fridge before leaving the nmixx dorm. 

stopping at the local cafe nearby, you went in and ordered drinks for your members as you tried to find a way to apologize to them. walking into the practice room 15 minutes before the start of practice, you were met with a figure. minji. "why were you out so late yesterday?" was the simple question she asked with so much authority that it struck fear out of you. 

"i-uh," you always had a habit of stumbling over your words before trying to answer, especially in situations where you were scared. so with the combined pressure of the fear of disappointing minji, and the pressure of her staring down at you, you did the only thing to do when faced with confrontation: run.

a/n: idk it feels lowkey incomplete but i have no idea rn how to complete it. hopefully, i can complete it later... but no guarantee. anyways the fact get up is 30 second long is a crime. oh, pt 2 of k. coming soon.

[heeseung-min]

[21:09]

You were scrolling on Twitter reading those funny posts and retweet some memes until you came into this one particular post showing how the girlfriend pranked her boyfriend by talking about the flowers he sent even though he didn't do it actually. It's funny reading the text where her partner got scared about it.

Then, you decided to do the same to your lovely boyfriend.

You: Jay baby🥺🥺, thank you for this flowers. I really love it.

Jay: What do you mean by that?

You: No need to be secretive now🥱 I know you give this. After all, who is the only one knew about my favourite flower😆

Jay: I'm serious, y/n. I didn't send anything to you. If I wanted to, I'll bring it to you when I come home.

You: [Image] Then, what is this mister?🙄

You waited for his reply but instead you got a call from him. You calmed down yourself before taking the call.

"Hello"

"When did you get the flowers?"

"Huh? What?"

"The flowers, y/n. Did you see the person who sent it or did they left some notes or anything?"

Jay's serious tone made you flabbergasted. You didn't know his reaction would be like this.

"No-no Jay. Umm, it's just a prank."

"...What?"

"It's a prank. I saw it on Twitter so I just wanted to try. I'm really sorry for worrying you."

You can heard Jay sighed heavily. He kept being quiet until few seconds later, he talked again but the tone of his voice now is soft.

"You made me worried, baby. Do you know how dangerous is that? I'm worried something will happen to you when I'm not there."

"Sorry again. I just want to play with you since I'm bored. I will not do it again."

"Alright baby. I will be back in 30. Let's go date tonight, okay?"

You squaled happily before ended the call and prepared yourself for the date. Jay on the other hand still trying to calm himself after what happened just now.

"False alarm. Y/n just playing a silly prank."

"I didn't know noona can be in silly mood too."

"It must be you that teach her how to prank people, Riki."

"I- hello?!"

"Why did you worry so much, Jay? We already make sure they will not find y/n anymore, right?"

"Plus, it's not like y/n can remember them. We made her completely forgot about her past as well."

"Who knows, maybe they suddenly feel brave to take her away from me."

"If that happens, we will make sure they won't even get to be closer to her."

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HAHAHAH yooo didnt expected that silly prank can turn to yandere?😂😂😂😂😂 i hope you enjoy this

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[kormiato]

omg can u do one with doing this prank on yae miko(and if it isnt too much, can u also do ei and shenhe??) where ur suspiscously smiling and giggling a bit too much while texting and also blushing??

Hi! Thank you for request! Sorry if it's OOC or have bad writing or not exactly what you liked to see (especially for Shenhe), feel free to correct if you see something like that. I hope you'll like it! <3

Warnings: sllliiiight angst in Ei's part. But mostly hurt/comfort.

Prank on Ei, Yae Miko and Shenhe

Yae Miko

You was sitting on a couch and scrolling through the feed on your phone while Yae was on some shrine duty. You was bored. And you suddenly came up with idea to have fun and prank Yae. She was a mischief woman herself, so why not to try and keep up with her?

So when you heard the opened front door you knew it was time. You opened a chat with your friend and started texting and giggling, pretending that you was so busy chatting that you didn't even greet Miko like usual, and that was strange, considering that you are always wait for her and rush to give her a hug and kiss on the cheek with a big smile when she comes home.

She was intrigued by what on earth might be able to catch your attention so much. And even more intrigued by your cute giggles from living room.

When she came in, she saw that you was sitting on the couch with your legs tucked under you with a tender smile, looking at your phone, and after couple of seconds giggling again and texting someone back with a slight blush on your cheeks. And that was... interesting, to be honest.

She wasn't jealous, noo, no. She was pretty confident in herself to be honest. But this behavior was offbeat and she was curious to find out why are you acting like that. And maybe tease you a little after that.

So she approached you with her usual graceful gait and playful grin. "Hello, my little flower. Who you're chatting with?" she sat down next to you and put her arm down on the back of the couch so she lightly hugged you by shoulders. You blushed harder because of how her voice, actions and confidence always charmed you, making you embarrassed mess that Yae liked to see and tease you for it even more.

"No one, just my friend." you reply glancing on her once before returning to your chat again and sitting that way that she wasn't able to see your chat. "But what got you so red? Maybe you got some admirer while I was gone? Someone that as good in making you mumbling cute little blushing mess as me?" she whispered in your ear grinning more as she saw how you almost dropped your phone. And now you didn't even know if pranking THE Yae Miko was great idea. She always knew how to play every conversation in her own teasing way. It was losing game everytime.

"Okay, okay, it was prank." you showed her your phone where your friend was teasing you about Yae and sending some funny pictures. "My, my" Miko giggled, kissing you on the cheek. "You can be a naughty little thing sometimes, can't you?" she's gonna be the death of you, judging by the fact of rising reddness on your face and your fastened heartbeat. But you'll love that beautiful woman until your last breath.

Ei

Ei was sitting with you on the couch and eating milk dango and other desserts that you grabbed on your walk around Inazuma. She was happy with your company and the opportunity to talk to you about a lot of different things. For her, these were peaceful and good moments.

But her peaceful thoughts, in which she was immersed, were interrupted by your soft giggles. Ei blinked a couple times and glanced at you sitting in your phone and texting someone with a blush on your face and a smile.

She was stunned by how happy you was. Her thoughts about eternity of certain things pounding in her mind. What if your relationships is not eternal? What if you find someone better for yourself? Ei wasn't jealous person, but a little insecure. Not that she thought that she wasn't good enough for you, but she was afraid that, just like everything changes in Inazuma, you will change too. Change your feelings for her and turn your back to her and leave her like everyone else that she cared about.

You glanced at her because she was too silent for a couple of minutes already to see her deep in thoughts that were far from happy judging by her expression. Was it your little prank that affected her that much? It must be the prank. You felt a pang of guilt for making Ei sad and reached to put your hand on her shoulder. "Hey, Ei, is everything alright? You seem upset." you asked softly. She looked in your eyes and smiled a little. "Nothing. I was just thinking about something. It's not big deal, don't worry." but you was worryied. Last thing you wanted to ever do was upset Ei, she was in this state for too long, you wanted to give her happiness she deserved for the suffering she had to go through.

"If you're upset because of my chat conversation, I'm sorry. It was a prank, I didn't mean to upset you. I love you and will never leave you, you know that." you hugged Ei, kissing her on the top of her head. You knew her too well to know the exact reason why this prank distressed her. You felt her shoulders relaxed a bit as she hugged you back. She had trouble talking about her problems, but with you she didn't even need to. You understood her enough that words were unnecessery when such moments usually came.

Shenhe

You was sitting with Shenhe on Mount Hulao, admiring the view from here. It was peaceful, quiet and lovely. It was common to sit here during sunsets just holding hands and saying nothing. You had a connection that no one had. Words? What's that? Even if you both were mute that would change nothing between you. Shenhe herself wasn't that much of a speaker due to her aloofness.

But suddenly you took your hand away from hers and picked up a phone started texting someone and giggling. Shenhe stopped admiring the view and looked at you. You was happy and slightly blushed. She touched your cheek with back of her fingers. "Are you cold?" she asked with slight concern making you blush even more. "No, don't worry, I'm fine." you looked at her with a smile. "Oh. You blushed and I thought that you was cold. But why was you giggling? Someone texted you?" she was oblivious and didn't think something strange about it. "Yeah, it's not big deal." she nodded, but hugged you and sometimes was glancing at you.

You knew that your prank didn't leave her uninteressed. And when she glanced again she saw a note on the screen that says "It was a prank, honey. I loved your cute reaction, though <3" and that made her smile blushing a little and hug you harder, whispering in your ear "I love you too, darlin'." that made your heart beat faster and face turned red.

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XI. LET HER GO

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•

CELEB NEWS

Elizabeth Olsen was spotted, once again, on a 'date' with the mysterious Y/N. Olsen, 33, is married to Milo Greene band member Robbie Arnett, who was in Los Angeles at the time.

Olsen and Y/N were seen getting chummy at an ice cream parlor in New York City.

Not much is known about Y/N, as she seems to be very private despite being an Internet personality. She seems to get along well with the Marvel actress and her co-stars, as Y/N was also spotted hanging out with Brie Larson, better known as Captain Marvel.

•

"Shit."

I bit my lip as I read and re-read the article, again and again as if it would magically change before my eyes. Now, this was bad.

I sat in silence, staring at my phone clenched tightly in my hand. We really fucked up this time. I really fucked up this time.

Maybe if I just ignored it, it would go away, cease to exist, disappear.

My phone vibrated, a text message appearing at the top of my screen. Brie, obviously having seen the article, and god knows how many others, wanted to know what was going on. No wonder she was confused, I had been so adamant about keeping my relationship with Lizzie strictly platonic, that now that the lines were blurred, publically, I had a lot of explaining to do.

I scratched my head in frustration, hoping the sensation of my nails against my scalp would distract me from yet another mess I got myself into. Why did I have to go and screw everything up?

It's just a misunderstanding.

I finally replied to her, and it was true. It hadn't been a date and the flirting had just been innocent fun between friends. Now to explain this to everyone else.

What did it matter what the world thought anyway? Lizzie and I both knew what was going on. Rumors and gossip just came with the territory and it was something I had to get used to.

My phone went dim with inactivity and I sighed. I should be talking to Lizzie about this. She was the married one - she was the one who had the most to lose. Her marriage, her reputation was all at stake here.

The ringing of my phone caused me to nearly jump straight out of my skin. I took a deep breath and checked who it was before answering.

Lizzie.

Shit, shit, shit, okay, I could do this.

I cleared my throat and picked up, waiting a beat before finally speaking.

"Hello?"

"Y/N," she was crying. "We need to talk."

"Lizzie," I was panicking now. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Robbie and I had a fight."

I swallowed roughly, my stomach turning at her words. I could feel the bile of sick rising up my throat as I processed her words.

It was all my fault.

"Lizzie, I-I'm sorry." I was silent as she cried on the line. "I'm sorry."

"I told him we're just friends, but he doesn't believe me."

Of course he doesn't. He would have to be an idiot to ignore the signs of an affair, even an emotional one. But, we weren't having an affair of any kind. We were just very friendly with each other.

"I don't know what to do." I felt helpless.

"Just ... just talk to me."

"Okay." I breathed in. "I can do that. I can talk."

She let out a small, broken chuckle and I couldn't help my heart fluttering at the sound. Even at a time like this, I could still make her laugh - even if unintentionally.

"Where are you?"

"I'm home. I got home yesterday." She sniffled. "I just can't believe he won't listen to me."

"Give it time. You didn't do anything wrong." Right?

"But, it looked wrong. And now my husband doesn't trust me."

The sick that built up in my throat nearly shot out at the severity of her words. I was ruining her marriage by playing games with her. I couldn't do this. I couldn't hurt her like this.

"Lizzie ..." I could feel the tears burning the corners of my eyes, like pinpricks. "I need to go."

"What?" She sounded so small, so hurt.

"I don't think you want to ruin your marriage over someone like me."

"W-what? Y/N, no don't do this, please -!"

"Goodbye, Elizabeth. It's better this way. I promise you'll be happier."

"No, no, Y/N!"

I hung up. I couldn't bare to hear her like that, knowing it was all my fault and that I caused such trouble between her and Robbie. We were just friends. We were.

I brought up my text messages, tapping quickly on Brie's name and typing.

I'm an idiot. I was foolish to think I could be someone special to her. I was foolish to put myself in this position. I ended it. She needs her husband more than she needs me.

It sounded as if we were having an affair. God, it did look bad. I needed time to myself. I needed to get high. I had to forget everything and make all the pain and suffering go away, just for a little while.

What have you done?

I ignored the incoming call from Lizzie, letting it ring until it went to voicemail. I could do this all day if I had to.

I let her go.

My phone rang again, this time it was Brie.

"Hel-"

"What happened?" She cut me off, getting straight to the point.

"We were seen in an ice cream shop -"

"Yeah, I know that part."

I ignored her.

"- and now Robbie thinks she's having an affair."

"Isn't she?"

"No! She-she's not! She didn't do anything wrong."

"But you did?"

"Yes." My voice was small and broken.

"What did you do that she didn't?"

"I ..." What did I do? I wasn't even sure anymore. "I made her -"

"You made her what? See that you're a great, fun person to be around? That maybe you're someone she could trust?"

"It's all 'maybes', Brie!" I was tired. So tired. "Maybe I was just a fun little distraction - who knows!"

"Y/N, you're upset. I get that. But, pushing her away isn't the answer."

"Then what is?! What could be the solution to this fucked up mess?”

"Talking things out."

"I don't want to talk. I want it to go away."

"You're an idiot if you leave it like this." She warned, and I knew she was right. But, Elizabeth's happiness meant more to me than my own.

"Then I'm an idiot."

•

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[daintyshu]

𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

xviii. different (0.58k written)

"bubs, you there?" jay's voice cuts through the silence of your room as you quietly read heeseung's texts. "yeah, yeah, sorry he was texting a lot. he said he didn't expect me to be the barista his friends were talking about,"

"his friends?" he questions. "oh yeah, riki, the first one of the two who befriended me spilt that all they ever talk about in their groupchat is me," you laugh at the thought, slightly uncomfortable but flattered nevertheless. "he says it's a simp groupchat or some sort but he's just joking i think,"

"of course you would have strangers raving about you in their groupchats," jay rolls his eyes playfully, shifting to lie on his side instead, propping his phone up against a pillow. your brows furrow and he figures you were furiously typing a response with the continuous taps he heard from your end.

"can you believe the audacity this dude has?" you scoff in disbelief, shaking your head as you continue typing. "why? what'd he say?"

"said it was fate that we meet again and that he's been given a second chance. like, hello? i want nothing at all to do with you," you roll your eyes at the absurdness coming out of lee heeseung.

"did he actually say that lollllll," you want to laugh when jay emphasises the 'lol' in his verbal response to this nonsense. "he gotta be a different type of delusional if he thinks you'd even give him a chance. not on my watch. not when you're already in a good place in your life,"

you smile at this. if you were to name one person in your life who would know anything and everything about you, it's definitely jay. you didn't even say what you were thinking but he already knew. even your brother couldn't read you as well as jay does.

"yeah, exactly. so i told him not to contact me anymore," you shrug your shoulders, exiting out the messages app so you can fully focus on the call with your best friend.

"that's my girl," he catches you off guard with this response and you quickly angle the camera so you were out of frame. your cheeks burned at this remark.

jay has called you many different pet names before and your friendship with him, if looked from an outsider's point of view, could even pass off as romantic with how close and affectionate you two were. so how was this any different from all the other times he'd spoken to you like this? why now were you feeling giddy like a teenager talking to her crush for the first time?

"bubs?"

you must've been in your thoughts for too long that jay had to once again, snap you out of it.

"jjongie, i think i'm gonna go to sleep now. chae unnie's gonna have my head if i'm late again for opening shift. i'll see you tomorrow?" you yawn once to seal the partial lie and jay seems to buy it.

"don't think too much about what he said to you, okay? let me know if he bothers you again. i'm gonna game for a bit before i sleep. good night, bubs, i love you,"

"i love you too." you reply quietly before ending the call, letting out a breath you didn't realise you were holding. suddenly the weight of the sentence feels heavy to you, despite having said that to him almost everyday for the past 12 years. why does it feel different now?

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Do you have any theories about David and Arei’s convo in the relaxation room? Since I do think it’s most important for David and especially Arei (if Ace’s account is 100% true) since I feel the moment is important for her arc before she ended up dying.

Hello anon! I apologize for the late reply to your ask, I've been writing up a lot of different posts + It was hard for me to come up with a theory for what you asked, cause this is a part of the trial I don't necessarily think about a lot. But I'll try my best for you! Before we get into it though, I guess I should start off by saying that like you alluded to in your ask, we don't even know if Ace is telling the truth or not. Both him telling the truth and not telling the truth have inconsistencies in their logic that we simply do not have enough information to confirm or deny. That being said, however: I personally do think that Ace is telling the truth about David and Arei's conversation. For one, from Ace's perspective, I don't necessarily see the logic in telling a lie. Ace isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but he is very aware of how others feel about him.

(x) Ace: Ooohhh, I get it. Ace: You all think I'm damaged in the head. I got that. But more than that... Ace: Levi, Teruko, Nico, Veronika, and everyone else. You all think you can say whatever the fuck you want to my face, right? Ace: I'm stupid, irritating, a good-for-nothing, and a spineless coward. Ace: Is that what everyone really thinks about me? And it's fine that you drill it into my head over and over again, because you think that I'll forget about it in 5 minutes like you do?

Hell, him waiting until he's basically the main suspect to release his alibi most likely hints that he knew that the cast wasn't going to believe him (which he was right, most didn't), and if that really was his thought process, why would he lie when he knows the cast will most likely not believe him anyway? The second reason as for why I think Ace is telling the truth with his testimony is because of this

(x) David: My secret is that I have a family history of depression. Veronika: My, coming right out with it. Arei: ... David: The reason you're all fighting... It's because you're stressed from this killing game, right? More specifically, stressed over this motive.

I recommend watching the actual clip because it's hard to capture what I mean in just text, and I fear this might be a slight asspull, but at the same time I have learned that DT-Dev doesn't just include dialogue to fill space, everything a character says, even if it's just ellipsis, more than likely has a purpose behind it. So why is Arei shown to say nothing in response to David, instead of just cutting to David's next line after Veronika's? To me personally, I think it was to show Arei's understandable confusion at David saying a secret that wasn't the one she saw. So I do think that Ace was telling the truth with what he saw. That does open up a few question marks, like why Ace didn't hear anything after a certain point despite being literally right near the door, but I assume those will be filled in as time goes on if he really is telling the truth. With that cleared up, I think we should get to what you actually want to hear anon: What happened during the conversation itself. Something about David is that when he is interrogated, especially of something that goes against his image, he has one of two reactions: A) he'll shoo the person away, acting dismissive and blunt

(x) Teruko: Then which one is yours? Tell me, since you're all about sharing secrets-- David: Seriously, will you shut up already? David: ...Please?

or B) he'll completely double down

(x) David: I'm a lying, manipulative, scumbaggy piece of shit. Is that what you all wanted to hear?

(x) David: Tch. Listen to me. I'm not the killer-- David: ... David: [Sigh] David: I know when to give up. Like I said, I don't want to end up like Min. Futilely fighting a war that I can't win. David: Tch. Fine. David: Hahaha... David: Ahahahaha!! Oh, fucking fine. David: I... David: I killed Arei. David: Does hearing that make you happy?

(honestly the last 17 minutes of ch2-11 can be described as david doubling down, but these are the main two examples.)

Personally, I think David ended up doing both in the Arei conversation. At first he tried to dismiss her accusations, but since Arei is an incredibly stubborn person, he ended up doubling down on them, most likely acting very similarly to how he does in the latter half of CH2-11. This would most likely follow up with an argument between David's philosophy that no one will ever change and that people are born either good or bad people, and Arei's newfound desire to become a good person after bullying and manipulating others for so long, a hope that David gave her. Both of the people in this scenario are very much guided by their emotions, and said emotions are very high by the time Ace's flashback is cut off. I'd say it's an inevitability. As for what would happen after that, I'm not entirely sure. But those are the predictions that I'm sure about. If anyone has something to add, than please do so in the notes. I'd really appreciate it. Thank you so much for the ask!