#and we have a good time and stuff like he seems chill but now im like oh should i stsrt chatting with him casually
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just realised guy i know has probably been trying to initiate a friendship with me for multiple months by asking me about my interests and sending memes but im so socially inept that ive either been ignoring him or responding with suspicion and im starting to realise why making friends is so difficult for me
#its not in any way weird for him to be doing this btw this is fully me being cold and unsociable without realising#do u ever become so socially aware so suddenly that it feels like someone just threw a bucket of cold water on u#like its been MONTHS#and weve talked in group settings multiple times in between#and we have a good time and stuff like he seems chill but now im like oh should i stsrt chatting with him casually#i dont know how to do that with people i only see for a set amount of time every week#like im so historically bad with the transitions from aquaintance to friend the only times it happens is if the other person forcefully#reaches out or if me and them go to a different setting where they are the only person i know and i intrinsically follow them around#it truly hasnt occurred to me that theres another way to do it#autism god that i dont believe in Please give me some guidance#if he sees this its gonna be so embarrassing oh my god. hey king. this is about someone else btw dont even think about it#mrrow
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jealousy. | slytherin boy headcanons
author’s note: im completely unhinged, as always. no surprise there. love me some angry snake men🥵 please enjoy.
-your boyfriend sees another guy flirting with you in the hall.
Draco Malfoy.
Sees you from down the hall as he’s walking with his friends.
“You know what, guys, I’ll catch up with you after.”
Would literally ditch his friends to make his way over, collecting himself as saunters up to you and mystery man.
Would instantly grab your ass, no hesitation, grip firm enough to bruise. When you gasp, caught off guard, he’d shift his arm up and around your shoulder, pulling you against him.
“What’re we talking about?” He’d sneer.
His voice would be laced with feign interest, smirking down at you with blaring eyes before shooting daggers at the boy.
He’d simply chuckle at you when you tell him nothing, just school stuff, leaning down to place a possessive kiss on your cheek as he grabbed your hand.
“Wonderful. let’s head to class, yeah?”
He’d pull you away from that dude, shooting him another look meant to kill, a silent warning not to fuck with him.
Finally gets you alone in an empty corridor or bathroom; would waste literally no time at all before pushing you against the wall and grabbing your neck/jaw.
“Who the fuck was that, hm?”, “he was practically eye-fucking you…give me five good reasons why i shouldn’t have him expelled or hexed into bloody Azkaban.”
He’d be furious, but he’d also know that you’d never choose some other guy over him, so he’d soften once he hears the innocence in your tone.
“You’re mine, princess,” he’d loosen his grip, kissing you softly. “Say it.”
Blaise Zabini.
Was listening to music while walking down the hall, instantly rips out his headphones the second he sees you laughing a little too hard with some dude he doesn’t know.
He doesn’t necessarily stop walking, but he’d definitely slow his pace, kind of just watching, not wanting to interfere but also not wanting to look creepy stalking you from a distance.
When the guy doesn’t leave, he’d tired of waiting, saying “fuck it”, before marching over naturally.
This man is so fucking cool calm and collected he’d just saunter right up and join in, making himself at home.
He’d practically take over the conversation because he’s literally just that chill in every situation, seamlessly fitting right in, so fucking charming and loved by everyone.
You’d kind of just end up staring at him, smiling in silent awe, knowing that this was his way of asserting his place, letting the guy know what the fuck was up.
After the dude leaves he’d just causally look at you, smirking that charming smirk, wetting his lips as he hooked an arm around your shoulder and pulled you close, leaning down for a kiss.
“Ain’t no one getting you without getting me too, babygirl.” He’d murmur against your lips. “let that be known, right now, forever, always.”
Lorenzo Berkshire.
Would literally stop everything. The second he’d see you laughing and smiling he’d be completely unable to focus on anything else and would completely zone out of any conversations with his friends.
Would get like super anxious and flustered pretty much immediately.
Wouldn’t want to intrude so he’d just kind of hang back, wait for you against the wall and try not to stare too much.
His adorable little cheeks would flush, and he’d know he seemed utterly ridiculous so he’d try to busy himself with his shoelace or something while he waits.
You’d quickly cut off the conversation and move over to him, instantly being able to tell that he’s overthinking.
He’d smile at you, though you could still see the concern on his features.
“Who was that guy, darling?”
You’d tell him he was just a friend from class, no one special at all, pulling him in for a hug and giving him a quick smoochie on the cheek.
“Don’t worry enz, no one could ever take your place.”
He’d blush, trying to play it off. “Sorry love, I know you’re my girl.”
You’d take his hand, squeezing him hard, never wanting him to doubt that for a second. “Only yours baby, forever.”
Mattheo Riddle.
“Who the fuck-“
Would literally whip his bag at Theo, hastily shoving through the crowded hallway with blazing eyes, tunnel visioned as he tried to figure out where the fuck this dude found the audacity.
You wouldn’t even have to turn around to know he’s there, you’d be able to literally feel the anger radiating off of him.
You’d already know exactly where this was heading, but you’d also know there was no attempting to stop him because it’s pointless. Everyone in the school knows that.
Matty does what Matty wants, and right now, he wants to fuck up this guys face for even thinking about flirting with you.
You’d simply look up at him, noting his tensed jaw and his dark eyes as he glances between you and the dude, before fixing back on you, wetting his lips before he says,
“Is this fucker bothering you?”
Unable to help it, you’d smirk, shaking your head as you calmly attempted to talk him down.
“No Matty, he just asked if he could borrow my study notes-“
He’d heard more than enough.
“Study notes? Yeah, I don’t fucking think so,”
Without giving the guy a chance to react, he’d reach for his collar, shoving his back against the wall, teeth barred and face contorted in a snarl as he’d hiss:
“Bother my fucking girlfriend again and the only study notes you’ll need are the ones on how to drink out of a fucking straw, understand?”
Not interested in the response, he’d shove the guy away, eyes softening instantly as he moved back over to you, thrusting a hand through your hair as he kissed you like it’d been a hundred years, right in the middle of the hall for everyone to see.
And judging by the intensity in his grip, you’d already know, later that night, he’d be extra fucking sure to ask you who the fuck you belong to while he’s fucking you.
When he finally pulled back, he’d smirk at you. “Some bloody nerve on that guy, huh?”
You’d just shake your head and laugh, taking his hand as the two of you headed for class.
Theodore Nott.
He’d spot you from down the hall, his eyes instantly narrowing, gaze darting around as though he was missing something, as though this was some sort of sick joke.
Surely, this dude is mentally unwell, right? There’s no fucking way that he’s-
Doesn’t bother to think about it for even another fucking second, instantly shoving through the crowd to make his way over.
Proceeds to wrap his arm around your waist, other hand finding your jaw and pulling your lips to his before you could even process it.
Would proceed to full-on make out with you in front of the dude, and I mean tongue and all, his grip on your jaw so tight you’d know exactly what he was trying to do.
His hand around your waist might even slip lower, grazing over your ass, and then that’s when you’d attempt to gather yourself and push him back, completely embarrassed.
He’d just shrug, smirking down at you before he’d finally acknowledge the guys’ presence with literally nothing more than a glare meant to kill.
“Move along,” he’d say to the guy while pulling you away, grip tighter than ever. “This one’s fucking taken.”
As soon as he got you alone he’d be damn sure to remind you that you’re his, and only his, making you beg and whine his name before he fucked you like you deserved the pain.
Tom Riddle.
“AVADA KEDA-“
Lowkey kidding but not really.
No one would even dare because that man would make it clear as fucking day what would happen if they tried.
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lovely Hii
Can i get poly!marauders x fem reader where maybe she has been exhausted and busy lately and maybe they’re giving her some space cause they dont know if she wants affection now but she sees them all lovey dovey with eachother all the time and she feels sad cause she wants to join but feels too shy to ask so she tries to discreetly slip back and one of them notices?
Im sorry if that is a bunch of gibberish but i have been awake for over a day now and my brain is fried (i hate uni)
thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy <333
(comments are always appreciated and i literally need to see what you think to keep writing, angels. of course i can't force you to send me anything but it would be amazing if you take two seconds to tell me what you think. it's not always easy to keep doing something without getting any feedback about it ♡)
poly!marauders x fem!reader
the relationship between james and remus has always been somewhat chaotic.
they have huge chemistry, maybe something like opposites attract situation. remus is calm when james is bubbling with excitement, remus loves with silent kisses when james loses his breath as he makes love, remus likes rationality when james swims deep in his emotions.
you watch them flirt as they sit on the couch. you're at the table across them in the living room, staring at your laptop screen with exhausted eyes. it probably would be easier to complete what you've been writing if you could have more energy, but sadly you sit all tense and cold at your place. your arms get the chills, you avoid looking at your lovers.
if you leave the table to join them, james and remus would welcome you with open arms. the mere thought of james's lips against your forehead and remus's fingers rubbing your neck makes you want to cry loudly. it's just torturing yourself, but you don't think you're strong enough to ask for love. you need to get this done. you need to think about the classes you gotta pass.
james kisses a line on his boyfriend's cheek, so warm, remus practically loses his mind. "where's sirius?" james asks, remembering sirius leave for the kitchen minutes ago. "is he burning up our kitchen, do you think?"
"we would've notice."
"no, we wouldn't." james whispers. "you're too damn distracting."
remus melts. autumn always brings starvation for touch and loving, two things james is the best at giving. he looks at your way briefly, your droopy eyes worry him.
"she seems so tired." remus says, his lips kiss james's knuckles mindlessly. "should we say something to make her give a break?"
"she said the essay has a deadline, moons." james answers. "i mean, she clearly needs a break, but i'm not sure if we should interrupt her."
it's hard to decide because you get nervous with breaks sometimes. you complain about not controlling the time good enough when you're spending your free minutes with them and being unable to finish stuff at time. you say most of this teasingly, but the boys know there's always some truth in it.
sirius walks into the room with a big mug in his hands. he carries it carefully to your table. james and remus watch the scene, their hands together and legs tangled.
"here it is." sirius puts the mug on the table. "a perfect cup of hot chocolate for my gorgeous girl."
you look at him with the widest eyes. you can't cry. fuck, he's so sweet. he smiles, he looks so handsome with his old t-shirt and messed up hair. you close your laptop, curve your lips to stop yourself from crying.
"this is so nice, siri." you say to him, unshed tears clog your throat. "thank you."
"um- can i get a kiss? i spend fifteen minutes for this."
you nod with a smile, he leans down for you. you only mean to kiss his cheek, but he smells so good and he's so kind- your hand shakes as it touches his shoulder. it doesn't take sirius long to understand what's going on. he manages to hug you before you start crying.
"oh, baby, no-" he says with a sad voice. he attempts to make a joke. "you can't cry for hot chocolate- i'm sure it doesn't even taste that good."
james and remus sit straight with worry. "dove?" remus leaves the couch. "what's wrong?"
"are you okay?"
you nod, they probably won't believe it. you hold onto sirius, he lifts you up from the chair. it's a proper hug now, your skin tingles with the sensation. it feels so good to be touched.
"it's okay." sirius kisses your head. "you're just overwhelmed. you're okay."
you keep your head on sirius's chest. he's warm and his arms are strong, he supports your body to help you stay on your feet. remus brings his hand on your waist, his thumb gently draws a circle.
"can we go to bed?" you ask. separating yourself from sirius is hard, but it's harder to stay vertical. james extends a hand to you, you hold it greedily. they are all thinking the same thing, you'll calm down but you need to feel safe enough with your surroundings to do that. even though they'd like to keep you stuck in their arms, this might not be the best idea.
the bed is cold. it will pass in a few minutes. remus takes you under the blanket, james adjusts the pillows. sirius has a wrinkle between his eyebrows, he gets behind you on bed and wraps his arm around your shoulder. you sniffle softly, suddenly embarrassed by all the attention.
"sorry." you offer, your voice sounds sincerely sorry. "i don't know what came over me."
"i think we should be sorry." remus says. "jamie and i were talking about whether we should tell you to take a break but- we didn't wanna distract you. we should've distract you."
"it's not your fault that i can't manage my time doing stuff i've been doing for years." you say, weakly. "i'm just sick of being tired. i guess i- missed you."
sirius gives you a generous kiss on the side of your head. "you can jump on us any time you want, you know that, gorgeous."
"i think my head doesn't work like that when i'm exhausted."
"it doesn't have to." james says. his voice is like honey. "you don't have to ask for anything. we should be giving you everything before you even have to ask."
"he's right." remus agrees. "it should be like this for all of us, i think."
you nod. your eyes have a grateful look in them, they are undeniably tired, but still pretty to your boys. the bed is warmer. you force yourself to stop counting down the minutes for deadlines. james puts his head on your chest, hugs you as your back touches the bed, his arms are tight around you like you'll run away.
it's good to be touched. it's amazing to have contact with their hands, safe and secure, you can do anything you want if you always feel like this. remus kisses your fingers. his eyes are gentle. they are all so gentle, kind with you, you feel like you'll never break as long as you have them.
sirius's kisses help you fall asleep at the end. he's always bold with his affections, this time he manages to be softer with his lips and more tender with his hands. long fingers in your hair, chapped lips on your skin. he whispers how much he adores you, the tone of his voice hits your mind so well. you are okay. you think you'll be okay, and that's a nice beginning to get things done.
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Hii could we possibly get a smut w Cho Hyun-Ju x f!reader where were basically a person who loves to joke around n chill w everybody else but when it comes to Hyun, we get all distracted, stutter around her, n js listen to everything she says not even realizing that we have a crush on her until someone brings it up n were like “oh crap wtf im being weak😥” which causes us to avoid her n be in denial of having feelings cuz we wanna seem focused n nonchalant which everyone notices especially her n that causes her to corner us n lead to smth spicy? Pls n thank u!!
THIS IS SO GOOOODDDD!! I'm so sorry but errrr I'm trying to figure myeslf out rn so not much smut 😔😔😔😔😔
Title = Flustered and Fallen
Warnings = mdni, kissing, touching, smut interrupted by guard sorry hehe🥺
Pairing = Cho Hyun Ju x fem!reader
Summary = You're confident around everyone, except Hyun-Ju. When you realize you have feelings for her, you start avoiding her. But Hyun-Ju won't let you hide anymore, and things get more intense when she corners you one day.
Word count = 1.5k
You were the kind of person who could easily get along with just about anyone. Your relaxed attitude and carefree nature made you a natural at making friends. A well-timed joke here, a playful comment there, everyone loved how effortlessly you could lighten the mood. The other players would often gravitate toward you, laughing at your banter or joining in on the fun. You could talk about anything and everything, and no matter the chaos of the games, your personality never once changed. But that was before she came into the picture.
It started to shift when Player 120, Hyun-Ju, entered the room. At first, you told yourself it was nothing. She was just another player, just another person to interact with. But then, it happened. The moment her gaze met yours, something inside you flipped and you found yourself stumbling over your words, losing track of sentences mid-conversation. Where you usually spoke effortlessly, now you fumbled, feeling like an idiot each time she looked at you.
"H-hey," you tried to joke, but instead it came out broken up and stuttered. "Don't te… tell me you're gonna– gonna be the quiet one in this group? You got–gotta keep up with all the st– stuff happening! Or else you'll be left behind."
But as soon as she turned her head toward you, her lips curling into the faintest of smiles, you suddenly felt heat rush to your face. Why was this so hard? Why was your usual confidence suddenly evaporating?
"Maybe I'm just waiting for you to catch up," she teased, her voice calm yet somehow sent shivers up your spine.
You tried to laugh it off, but all you could manage was a nervous chuckle, blinking awkwardly as you avoided her gaze. It was her. Her presence. It made everything feel different. You’d quickly become aware of how much you started paying attention to the way she spoke, the way her posture shifted. Every time she moved, you couldn't stop watching her.
Even when you were surrounded by others, your mind would drift back to her. You'd notice how effortlessly she handled herself in the games, how she made every action seem so smooth, and how you couldn't seem to focus when she was near. Unlike the playful, relaxed version of yourself you showed everyone else, with Hyun-Ju, you were clumsy. Awkward even. You couldn’t even make eye contact for more than a second without feeling your chest tighten.
One day, after another awkward moment where you fumbled a sentence in front of her, your friend nudged you with a grin. "You good, [Y/N]?" he asked, eyeing your flushed face. "You look like you're about to pass out every time Hyun-Ju speaks."
"Wh-what?" you stammered, shaking your head. "I'm fine, just—" You trailed off, trying to brush it off like it was nothing. You glanced at Hyun-Ju quickly, who was talking to someone else. The sight of her made your heart race again.
She raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying your act. "Come on, I’ve never seen you act like this before. You’ve got a thing for her, don’t you?"
Your throat went dry, and you could feel your heart start to pound harder. "No, no! I don’t—" you sputtered, but it was too late. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, hard. You did. You had a crush on Hyun-Ju. You weren’t sure when it happened, but now that it had settled in your mind, it was all you could think about. Your attempts to deny it only made things worse, making you avoid her more.
It didn’t take long for others to start noticing, either. You went out of your way to be anywhere but near Hyun-Ju, trying to appear uninterested. But every time she walked into the room, you found yourself stiffening, words faltering, and cool exterior melting.
“[Y/N]?” a voice cut through your thoughts. It was Hyun-Ju’s voice, calm as usual. You froze, immediately standing up to look anywhere but at her. “Everything okay?”
You forced a smile, trying your best to act like you were just as unaffected as you always had been. "Yeah, just—just thinking."
But Hyun-Ju was no fool. She saw right through your act, and a smirk tugged at her lips. "You’ve been acting strange lately. Is it something I did?" Her tone was teasing, but there was something in her eyes that made you shiver, an unreadable look that seemed to look straight through you.
Your heart raced, and your mouth went dry. “I— uh— I’m fine," you managed, turning away quickly to avoid her gaze. You didn’t know how to handle this. You didn’t want to admit it, but being near her made you feel weak, and you hated it. You hated how powerless she made you feel.
Hyun-Ju seemed to notice your discomfort, and the intensity in her eyes shifted. There was a hint of amusement now, mixed with something else. Something more dangerous. She leaned closer, her voice dropping low.
“You can’t hide it forever, you know. I know what you’re feeling, and I don’t mind.” Her breath was warm against your ear, and your breath caught in your throat. Then she got even closer. “In fact, I actually like it.”
Your heart skipped a beat. It was too much. Too intense. You needed to get away.
“I’m just... I’m just focused on the game,” you stammered, attempting to walk away quickly. But Hyun-Ju’s hand caught your wrist, her grip firm but not painful. “Don't think you can run away from this, [Y/N]. Not now.”
And in that moment, you realized you were in deep. She wasn’t going to let you pretend any longer.
—
Fuck. How did you get into this situation? Somehow you were now sharing a stall with her.
“I– I– don’t know why I act weird around you okay?!” you say, trying to give excuses for your weird behaviour.
“You sure? Everyone else seems to notice and you know why.” she says, continuing to pressure you for answers. “I’m not here for your excuses.”
You felt the walls closing in on you, heart racing in your chest. Her gaze was unrelenting, eyes narrowing as she stepped closer, her presence so overwhelming it made your breath get stuck in your throat.
"I–I don't know what you want me to say..." you stammer, feeling your confidence slowly slipping away under her intense stare. The space between you two was so tight now, your skin prickling with the closeness.
"You don't know?" she murmured, her voice soft but with an edge that made your body tense. "You really don't know why you're acting like this?"
You couldn't meet her gaze. You wanted to look away, to step back, but your feet seemed frozen to the ground. She moved again, just an inch from you now, her breath warm against your ear as she whispered, "I think you do."
Her hand brushed against yours, fingers barely grazing your skin, and you couldn't stop the shiver that ran down your spine. The heat between you two was almost suffocating, and every inch of your body screamed to close the gap.
But instead, you froze. What was she waiting for? What did she expect from you?
Your eyes were starting to hurt, maybe from the light above, maybe from the tears you were holding back. You didn’t know.
Your thoughts were quickly interrupted by a pair of lips suddenly being pressed against yours. The kiss was so tender… so loving. Were you going crazy? Maybe you were. Involuntarily, you leaned into the kiss, further deepening it, letting you taste her tongue as she tasted yours. Then, she pulled away, ending your sweet moment.
"You're not like the others, y’know…" she murmured, her voice low and soft. With every single word, you felt like you were going even crazier. "You make me want to do things I haven’t done in a long time."
Your heart skipped a beat at her words. Was she… was she admitting something? Or was this another game? You couldn’t be sure, but the way she looked at you told you everything you needed to know.
"I…" Your voice cracked, the words slipping out of your mouth before you could stop them. "I don’t know what it is about you, but I can’t stop thinking about you." you finally admitted.
She only lets out a chuckle until she lets her lips crash onto yours again. She sucks, nibbles on your lip as her hands roam around your body. The warmth of her touch was solicitous, showing how much she loved you.
Almost automatically, you started leaning into her touch more, eager to feel more of her. The heat in your body gradually increases the more you feel her fingertips dragging around your body.
Then– the door slams open and reveals a pink guard. Fuck no.
“Player 120. Player [number]. Come out. Time is up.”
#hyun ju#squid game#squid game fanfic#player 120#hyun ju x reader#player 120 x reader#squid game x reader#maybe smut in part 2 if i feel like it#i'm sorry
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To Be Alone
Pairing: Sukuna x Reader
A/N: Getting this tf outta my drafts,,, banishment style. if its formatted wrong its because im tipsy and im too lazy to fix it,,, itll get fixed in the morning <3
Word Count: 4K
Warnings: Paranoia, weed, dubcon (since reader is under the influence), slight body horror
It’s already dark outside when you get to Yuuji’s apartment. Streetlights glimmer with a low electric buzz as you make your way up the concrete stairs. Its unseasonably cold outside, autumn air chilling through the light jacket you found haphazardly stuffed in the back of your car. He’s still blowing your phone up, probably ‘where are you??’ messages like he hasn’t been texting you that for the past fifteen minutes. Like he doesn’t know how far your work is from his apartment. You'd been friends long enough now to know when to answer his texts and when to ignore the incessant buzzing of your phone. “Jesus” you mutter as his ringtone plays. It’s been years but he’s always like this. A little too eager, like a child. Hitting mute, you finally round the corner and knock on his door. Yuuji could be so impatient sometimes. It only takes one rap against the metal before you can hear the bolts turning, your friend’s cottony pink hair greeting you, eyes scrunched in a bright smile. You can't be mad, not when the smile that covers his face is so genuine.
“You're insane” you huff out at him, stepping into the threshold and shimmying out of your coat in the process. His apartment is always so warm, a little too warm, but his older brother blew a gasket any time Yuuji tried to turn down the heat for you.
“Am not!” you giggle as he puts a hand to his chest, mock annoyance coloring his face “You just need to be quicker… making me wait and all.” You ignore him, haphazardly kicking out of your shoes before stepping deeper into the apartment.
“isn’t Junpei coming? We have to wait for him anyway.”
“He, uh, didn’t feel like coming out tonight” you can hear the disappointment in his voice at the statement and it’s contagious. Yuuji’s had a crush on the boy for almost an entire year, which is hard to believe given his short attention span and lack of romantic interest. With an audible ‘tsk’ you ruffle his hair, smiling at the little indignant look on his face that threatens to spill over at the touch.
“There’s always next time, Yuuji” he nods, smile returning as he follows you into the living room.
“Was thinkin’ we could watch Cast Away, since you don’t like the scary stuff”. If Junpei were here, you know he’d make you watch a horror movie anyway. Probably send you off to his room during the really scary parts so you wouldn’t ruin the mood. The thought makes you smile, and you eagerly nod as you sink back into the sofa. Yuuji sits down next to you with a huff, fiddling with the remote until the movie starts in the background. He’s probably watched this one a dozen times. You know you’ve seen it with him too many times to count. Without much thought he turns it up before setting the remote back down and picking the blunt up off the coffee table. Thank God he figured out how to roll them up. The last thing you wanted was another thirty-minute session of trying to show him exactly how to do it himself.
Tom Hanks’ boring little life plays out on the screen in front of you as Yuuji mumbles something about how you would’ve rolled it better, and not to judge his sloppy technique. He’s still learning and all. You don’t look his way to reply, only muttering “Free weed is free weed.” as you focus on the movie. He's never told you who his dealer is, and you’ve never outright asked. Whoever he was, he never seemed to be in short supply. All the dealers you’ve met at college were either professional frat boy scam artists, selling little baggies of trash weed to stupid rich boys, or untrustworthy as hell. The type to sell you laced product and not even bat an eye. Good dealers were hard to find. It wasn't surprising Yuuji hadn’t told you, and it didn’t matter since he rarely liked to smoke alone. Yuuji leans back into the couch as he lazily hands the blunt to you, coughing a little at the end of his exhale. You don’t think about it as you take it from his hand.
Friday nights at Yuuji’s feels like routine at this point. Leave work, smoke a blunt or two on his couch as he monologues about the random movie he’s put on, sober up and go home to your empty apartment and sleep in until Yuuji blows your phone up again. Sometimes Junpei or Nobara join in too, but most of the time it’s just you and him. Like it’s always been.
Time feels like syrup as you listen to him ramble, voice a breathy sigh as he tells you behind the scenes facts about the movie. How Wilson actually had his own lines in the script, how none of the sound was useable and had to be added in during post production. A treasure trove of useless facts that you happily indulge in listening to. It’s odd to think of him taking his time to learn such trivial things. The image of him blankly staring at the cast away wiki during lecture swirls in your mind, pulling a chuckle from your dry throat. He’d definitely do something like that. Probably wouldn’t care if he was caught either.
“What’s so funny?” he mumbles, lazy smile almost infectious as you just nod your head at him, eyes averting back to the screen.
Toms already stranded on the island, you think this is the part where he rips out an infected tooth, at least you hope it is. You didn’t want to be around to see that on the screen again.
“You want somethin’ to eat?” you mumble at him, pushing up from the couch.
“Uh, can you get me a bottle of water?” you nod, with a small chuckle. His eyes are glazed over, half lidded as he watches the screen like he’s absorbing any information that’s being presented to him. In about five minutes he’d probably be asleep.
You hear the scream from the kitchen as Tom finally pulls the tooth out with the blade of an ice skate. You were too squeamish to look at the screen the first time you watched it. Even now, the sound alone was enough to gross you out.
Yuuji’s cupboards are always well stocked with garbage. Chips, candy, instant noodles, anything you wanted. You take another drag from the blunt, head fuzzing over with smoke as you stare at all the options. Sukuna kept most of his food separate, not that you had to worry much about accidentally eating it. The healthy stuff was all his. Mostly stuff that had to be prepared and cooked. You weren’t looking for that shit tonight.
“You should probably eat something!” you call out to him. After a few seconds with no reply, you peek around the corner, unsurprised to see him snoring away loudly on the couch. Go figure.
He usually fell asleep later, during the first half of the second movie. When the blunt was at least half finished. At least he left room for you on the couch this time.
Not thinking much about it, you grab a pack of cookies and two water bottles. One for you, and one for the bonehead if he decided to wake up any time soon.
Yuuji had left another blunt unattended, letting it idly burn away in the ashtray while he snored unashamedly on the armrest. It wasn’t really a problem, if anything it meant more for you. Yuuji wouldn’t mind, if anything he’d probably be happy that it didn’t go to waste… He probably wouldn’t mind if you smoked the third one either…
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Idly you sip the water, heart pumping faster than it should be, skin feeling clammier than normal. You didn’t feel normal. Nothing felt normal.
He’s been passed out for too long to be easily woken up by the time you start feeling it. ‘It’ being the ever-pressing creep of paranoia along the edges of your psyche. Tom Hanks is screaming as Wilson bobs away from the makeshift raft and you can't help but to think the neighbors hear. That they’re calling the cops for a wellness check as you sit there, unmoving. The ambient lights flickering in through the curtains no longer feels warm, but rather very, very insidious. What happens if you go to jail? Will you lose your scholarship? Do you even have a fucking scholarship? You shake your head to try and clear the thoughts away to no avail. Yuuji’s groaning in his sleep, drool pooling out of the side of his mouth and the sudden impending doom bubbles back to the forefront of your mind. What if he chokes on all that drool and dies and you go to jail because you weren’t keeping an eye on him? Is it possible to choke on your own spit?
Your fears seem to be confirmed as the apartment door swings open, deafening compared to the low mumble of the tv and Yuuji’s deep snores. You can hear whoever it is close the door before walking down the hallway. What if it was the cops? Or even worse, someone here to rob Yuuji? Fuck, if that were the case, you'd have no qualms with them taking everything they wanted. It’s Yuuji’s fault he didn’t deadbolt the door.
You let go of the breath you'd been holding when Sukuna rounds the corner. Eyes flickering to his brother, then to you, then to the blunt burning away in the ashtray.
You must look startled, wide eyes locked on him as adrenaline surges through your body. You must look a little suspicious too.
“You good?” he asks, and you can't help but look away from his heavily tattooed face, eyes instead focusing on how his chest slowly moves under his plain white shirt with each breath. You blink, trying to mimic the natural motion, the steady in-and-out of his lungs filling up and exhaling air.
“Yeah… yeah. I just thought you were someone else.”
“Who?” his voice is demanding, sharp. Its always been that way. Deep and rich and hard to ignore. The only time you’ve been able to hear him speak more than a few words is when he’s bitching Yuuji out over something.
Taking, what you think is a very short moment, you answer.
“The cops?” he’s sighing at the sheepishness in your voice. Obviously connecting the dots as he moves to snuff the lit blunt out in the ashtray.
You can't help it as you continue to talk, to give him more proof of your paranoia as you try to defend your own emotions to him. After too long, he stops you. Hand coming to rub his face in a movement that exposes his true irritation.
“I just wanted some peace and quiet” Sukuna groans. He takes a moment to stare at the ceiling.
Silence hangs in the air like smoke as you try and find the words you need. Tell him that this is a mistake, a misunderstanding.
“I can go, if, if that’s what you wa-“
“Just shut the fuck up y/n.” he snaps, eyes finding yours just as tears threaten to spill. You don’t know why you were being so sensitive. Maybe it was because you’d never even met eye contact with the man, maybe it was because of your mental state, who was to tell. He groans again, moving closer and placing a hand on your head. Big arms encircle your waist as he hoists you up, free hand wiping at the tears sliding down your face as he walks down the hallway.
He’s so warm, how have you not noticed before? It’s not like you had ever been this close to him to truly know. In fact, this is the closest you’d ever been to him, physically and emotionally. You’d never felt comfortable enough, even the other times he’d come home to find you and yuuji stoned out of your minds, he usually left you two to your own devices and acted as if you weren’t there.
Before you know it, he’s plopping you down on his bed, and even just being in the quiet dimly lit room with him is more comforting than it should be. After all, he was being kind, a side of him you rarely saw.
“Still in your work clothes” he mumbles to himself, that layer of irritable disappointment still threading through his words as he curses again. Whispering something about kicking Yuuji’s ass before his big frame disappears out of the room. It hits you then just how focused he is on your well being. He’d focused in on something you thought was a non-issue, fixated on your comfort even if you weren’t.
You can hear him, doors creaking open and rummaging noises distantly echoing from down the hall, but all you can focus on is how the ambient light in his room looks sinister now that you’re by yourself. It doesn’t take long before he’s back, tossing you a pair of Yuuji’s sweats and sitting a glass of water down on the bedside table.
“Come out and let me know when you're changed.” he mumbles, but you already have a hand around his wrist. The touch softly begging him to stay and let you find comfort. Even if Sukuna is as comforting as a rock, it felt wrong being alone. You know it’s wrong, this is yuuji’s older brother, his older brother who’s rarely home, who’s done nothing but ensure your comfort, and yet, you can’t stop the well of feelings bubbling up in your chest at his casual decency. He stays, begrudgingly sighing as he sits down on the edge of his bed. You don’t expect him to give you any privacy, and he doesn’t, but you're too focused on keeping your cool to truly pay attention to the way his eyes roam over your exposed skin, eyebrow raising at the sight of you undoing your bra and tossing it into your pile of clothing.
When you’re finished he asks if you're tired, quieter now, observing you as if he’s come to some new realization while watching you undress. You nod your head, hesitantly sitting on the edge of the bed. Hoping that maybe if you were lucky he wouldn’t make you sleep in yuuji’s room. The thought of being left alone with your own thoughts much scarier than the man in front of you. Even if he kicked you out, you’d probably find yourself on the couch next to yuuji, being kept awake by his incessant snoring. Even now you could faintly hear it, the sound reverberating through the hallway and into Sukuna's room.
Before you can think too much about it, however, hands find your hips, maneuvering you onto Sukuna’s chest as he lays down with you. Every inhale moves your body on his, deep breaths as he slides his palms up to the back of your head, lifting it so you have no choice but to stare into his eyes.
“Feel any better?”. Vaguely, you think this is the nicest sukuna has ever been to you, even if he is forcefully tilting your head back. Usually, you only see him in passing, any words spoken on his part come out as a grunt and nothing more. Yuuji had told you that you were Sukuna’s favorite, whatever that meant. And when you had pressed Yuuji on that sentiment he had clammed up. Said Sukuna only let you stay the night, had only ever been himself around you. Of course you hadn’t known what he meant by that; Sukuna barely acknowledged you, never speaking to you unless he could do so in monosyllabic words or grunts. But tonight, he'd been nothing but kind, at least kind in his own right.
You nod, breath hitching as he mutters out a “good girl” before kissing the crown of your head. There’s nothing further than that, and after a while his deep breaths even out. You feel like a cat, some sort of small animal that their owner has allowed to sleep on their chest. It’s all too docile. Slowly you find yourself drifting off as well.
Your rest ends up being shorter than you would’ve hoped because Its hot. Too fucking hot. Too hot to sleep, too hot to breathe. You need out. Slowly, you slip off the huge t shirt, uncaring of your bareness underneath. You need relief in some form. It takes a few tries before you can roll the sweatpants off of your hips. Maybe if you were sober you would’ve remembered that this was not the time nor the place to be laying yourself bare, but for right now, its hard to remember your propriety. In truth, you forgot about the fact that your were a guest in a grown man’s bed, In truth, you really didn’t stop to think about repercussions. By the time you’re done, you realize you have an audience. Sukuna’s eyes are staring down at you, fingers digging into the meat of your hips to still your movement.
“Sukuna I’m sorry-“
“You trying to start something?”
“No, no I just got hot and- “
“You could’ve gotten the fuck off of me” it only takes a moment before tears threaten to spill at the harsh words, at the mean look on his face as he stares down at you. Its embarrassing, mortifying, that he’s right. Before you can make much progress on getting your body off of his a tight grip on your hips stills you as he readjusts, and places you squarely back on top of him again.
“Such a crybaby” his hips rock up, hands pressing you down further as he moves languidly against you. “Feel that crybaby?” you nod, eyes still focused on his as he continues moving. He’s hard between your legs, every press of his hips squishing into that soft spot at the apex of your thighs, igniting a new type of heat inside of you.
“There’s no use trying to take advantage of me like that,” he grunts, still moving against you “coulda just asked. I’m more than happy to give you what you want.”
Its not like that, at least in your head it wasn’t. You had made too many bad choices tonight, and all of them had led you here. Straddling his wide hips, hands on his chest as you slowly grind back and forth on top of him, gasping at the delicious friction with every swivel. Its surprising he allows it, but Sukuna just calmly rests on his elbows, transfixed with the way the material of his sweatpants moves underneath you, how he can feel the heat radiating from your core like a furnace.
Before long he sits up, hand wrapping around your hip to force you to still. He laughs at the whine that bubbles up from your throat, eyes searching your face as his free hand tangles in between you, pressing in between your bodies until he finds what he’s looking for. His thumb presses down softly at first, gentle and languid strokes over your clothed clit until your eyes flutter shut and you mouth drops open at the sensation. The syrupy feeling doesn’t last long, only a few minutes of his hips bucking up into yours, jostling you each time as his thumb traces careful circles, until he’s had enough and presses down on your clit harshly. His body shakes with laughter as you cry out in overstimulation.
“such a glutton” his mouth finds your throat, lips closing over your pulse point as his eyes flutter shut at the feel of your whines vibrating through the skin there. On a harsher thrust your nails accidentally scratch down the expanse of his muscular chest, ripping a growl from him in the process. Before you can apologize, he’s cursing again, hips moving against your own as he pulls and pushes you against him. Your best friend’s brother, beneath you, panting and groaning at the feeling of your nails in his chest. It doesn’t seem real, if anything it’s more believable that you passed out beside yuuji and ended up in a fucked up dream. Unfortunately for you the dull, bruising, ache of his hands on your hips solidifies this as reality, and unceremoniously you're dumped onto the bed, underneath him as he pants above you.
His eyes look crazed, an inch away from terrifying, as he sloppily rips your underwear from you, ignoring the sound of the fabric protesting at such harsh treatment. It feels wrong, and that alone turns you on further. Sukuna’s chest rises and falls in his excitement, and two fingers push into you, gathering slick and messily smearing it over your pussy. His hand is still wet, glistening in the low light as it wraps around your knee, pushing both of them together and up.
“Sukuna – “
“who told you to speak?” he’s lining himself up, eyes focused as he slowly rolls his hips forward. You never even noticed his sweats came off, never wanted it to get this far, but before you can find your voice -
You expect to feel the harsh burn of him pressing inside of you, but it doesn’t come. instead, his cock is pushing through your thighs, glistening head squishing through sticky flesh as he starts to set a harsh pace. The underside brushes along your folds, gathering the slickness there with every pass as his pace only gets faster.
“Fuck” he groans, hips twitching as he stills, trying to catch his breath at the sensation, at the fucked out expression on your face. He hasn’t even fucked you and yet you look an absolute wreck. You don’t feel much better either. Every slide of his hips forces more wetness from you, more noises from you. The feeling of his fingers digging into to crook of your knees keeps you firmly planted in the moment.
“All of this,” he sighs, finally picking up the pace after being a tease the entire night, “right under my nose this whole time.” the air is pushed out of your lungs as his cock finally rubs against your clit.
The sound of his body slamming against your own fills the room. Sukuna leans down, and for a shocking moment you think he may actually kiss you, but his head goes even lower before you can feel his teeth biting against your neck. There’s no room to breathe with him like this, your hands curling into the red sheets, his mouth unabashedly leaving marks against your throat, its all too overwhelming. The sound of slapping echoes through the room. You’re left adrift in the sensation of Sukuna fucking your thighs so vigorously, the wet schlick of skin on skin, the sound of his panting breaths. Only a few more thrusts against your clit before you’re whining, thrashing against the bed, close to an orgasm that doesn’t come.
“Did you really think I’d let you?” He breathlessly laughs “i’m not that kind sweetheart.”
Sukuna pulls back at the last second, hand on his cock as he jerks off in front of you, kneeing at your spread legs until you’re situated just the way he wants: legs spread, breathless, as he pumps his cock in front of your tits.
“Such a pretty thing” he murmurs, “shame this is all goin’ to waste… maybe one day-“ the groan, and sudden release that bathes your chest, is startling. You’d never thought of yuuji’s brother in this way, moaning above you as he paints your chest white. But now the truth of it was jarring enough for you to see the truth for what it was. You had fucked your best friend’s brother. Had let him finish on your chest, even let him clean you up afterwards and croon sweet nothings into your ear during the process. You were even shameless enough to fall into a peaceful sleep next to him.
When you wake, the room still faintly smells of sex. Fear grips you as you hear something down the hall. Sukuna is long gone, something you’d expected before you even opened your eyes. You know he’s probably left the apartment already, that’s not what scares you. The sound reverberating down the hall is yuuji. Singing over some shitty pop anthem blaring through a speaker. How could you explain away fucking his brother?
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PATHETIC.
WOOHOOO !! im back after being on writing block for about a month! 💔💔 anyway, let’s get started and please continue with caution with this fic! ( this is not proofread. )
paring ; eki x reader ( a bit of ike x reader. )
genre ; stuff.. possessive stuf– yea ok let’s go
disclaimer ; possessive/obsessive behaviour, dark theme ( obv ), mentions of dead bodies, kidnapping,etc.
The sounds of rushed heels clicking as you ran through the dark alleyway followed by the loud heavy breathing, taking turns to lose the person from behind you.
He did not look like Ike, he looked way different than Ike. He seemed different, his aura didn’t feel safe, it felt eerie.
You just wanted to visit Ike to get your things you left at his house, only to be towered over by “Ike” who seemed to have dyed his hair and given himself golden contact lenses.
But enough of that, you managed to take a turn and lost him. You sighed in relief as you tried to calm your nerves down, back pressed onto the walls. You tried to figure out why he’s like this, what happened to him and how did this even happen?
The last time you saw him wasn’t something you’d want to look back at either. He was stressed and gave you the cold shoulder, you scolded him to take care of his mental health and take breaks every now and then to which he responded with a door slammed onto your face.
You decided it was time to give him some space, knowing he’s not the type of person who would leave you alone after being stressed out but it’s been weeks. You couldn’t help but come over to his house and–
“ Found you. “
The voice gave you chills as you looked up at the figure towering over you with his golden eyes glowing in the dark of the alley.
You felt your body tense up and move but the man in front of you was fast enough, grabbing your wrist in the process. “ Now, now.. we don’t want you running away hm? “ He chuckled darkly, staring into your eyes filled with fear. “ Trust me, sweetheart. You don’t want to run away from someone like me. “
“ Or else you’ll end up like them. “ He took out a picture from his pocket, showing you the souls he took. You felt your stomach turn when you saw the image, covering your mouth as you nodded.
The man hummed and smiled, putting back the picture into his pocket, “ Good girl. “ He stated with his eyes closed, “ ..How about we go back to the house? “
You wanted to refuse, you didn’t want to be with this guy the whole day or else you’ll feel uncomfortable, “ ..I can hear your thoughts, Reader. “
and that was the last thing you heard before everything turned black in your vision.
You slowly started to regain your vision, the room was dark. The only light you can see is from the bottom of the door in front of you.
You tried to study the room, only to realize you were tied up to a pole with your back pressed against it. You started to panic but before you could the door in front of you started to open revealing the figure you encountered only for the figure to chuckle.
“ Took you a while to wake up, I thought you were about to die because of the drug. “ The figure said, turning on the lights of the room revealing his features making your heart drop at the sight of him.
He fixed himself, wiping some red stains off his face before he turned to you with an eerie smile, “ ..Speechless now, are we? “ He said, studying your body.
When you didn’t respond to him, he hummed as he walked up to a table and pulled out a picture. “ ..You know, you’ve caught my eye for a while. “ He spoke up as he flapped the picture for a clearer image.
He turned around with the same smile he gave to you, “ ..No wonder Ike wanted you for himself. “ He mumbled, you could hear him clearly as you started to open up your mouth.
“ ..Who even are you? “ You questioned, making the man lift his head up in the direction of your voice “ ..Little lamb can finally speak, mmh? “ He trails off, placing the image in front of you.
“ ..Well, then. The name’s Eki. “ He introduced himself, staring at you with that golden eyes of his. “ ..Your beloved Ike Eveland’s Alter Ego. “ He stated.
You stared at him for a while wondering if this was the reason why Ike was keeping his distance from you. He never told you about Eki before.
Too clouded with your own thoughts, you looked down at the picture that was placed in front of you which made your stomach drop. It was a picture of your stalker lying on the dirt with blood poured all over him.
“ ..You like what you see? “ He spoke up, adjusting his glasses as he lifted your chin by his finger. “ ..Pretty sight, isn’t it? “ He paused, “ I didn’t like how that asshole was touchy feeling with you, so i outed him. “
With your silent as your answer, Eki sighed before staring into your eyes, “ Well, someone gotta protect you. “ He gave you a grin, as if the things he did were nothing, “ after all, someone as fragile as you could seriously get fooled so easily.. “ He mumbled.
“ w-why.. why are you– just why are you doing this..? “ You choked out a sentence even if your throat feels like it was getting dry, making Eki turn his head towards you “ That damn novelist has everything I wanted, I might as well play with his doll toy that he wants to keep as a secret so much. “ He scoffed, turning his head away.
He paused for a while, “ ..though it would be nice if you stayed here forever. “ he gave a grin, “ like your legs wouldn’t work, so you don’t have to run away from me.. “
His last sentence made all the hairs on your body go up, you struggled against the rope as Eki watched you pathetically try to escape.
“ There’s no use, honey.. You look pathetic struggling against those ropes. “ He stated in a dark tone, lifting your chin up and making you stare into his eyes as if he was trying to hypnotize you.
“ You’re gonna be with me forever and ever until we both fucking die. “
” Älskling. “
“ Älskling..? “
“ Älskling!— “
You gasped as you quickly sat up on the bed, pressing your back against the head of the bed as you regained your breath and posture, “ ..Älskling?.. “
The soft voice you heard sounded familiar, not bothering to look at him in the face as you tackled him into a hug which caught him off guard, “ W-Woah! ..Another nightmare hm? “ He chuckled softly, caressing your locks.
“ You mind telling me what’s wro–.. “ He stopped his sentence when he stared at your shaking figure, “ ..We’ll talk about it later. “ He smiled softly, humming a melody that always kept you calm.
Ike continued caressing your hair, pressing a soft kiss onto your forehead, “ I got you. “ He reassured, calming your nerves.
Ike smiled as you slowly started to calm down, his eyes momentarily fade into the familiar golden-ish color for a bit but you shrugged it off as one of your imagination.
“ I’m right here. “
time taken : 3 days ( i was procrastinating. )
words : 1.2k words !!
wooo!! i’m finally back after a month of being on writing block ( might go on another bcs exams TvT.. ) hehe i was craving for some eki fics so i decided to js go crazy w this
#ike eveland#luxiem#nijisanji en#nijisanji en x reader#luxiem x reader#ike eveland x reader#eki eviland#eki eviland x reader
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hello!
I would like to request hcs (if that's fine with you, because I saw you're more on the fics side :3) for Kinro (bro deserves more love), Sai and Ryusui with a very emotional and empathetic reader, who tries to mask it by acting all cool and unbothered, but it doesn't always work well. I prefer it to be on the more romantic side, but I don't mind the platonic one! It can be either female or gender neutral reader. I will rely on your intuition and creativity.
I hope I explained everything quite sensibly and understandably. ._.
Have a wonderful day!
Ohh my gosh hello hello! I don't mind hcs as well, since i lovw these characters so much like mwah mwah mwah (AHEM AHEM magic man COUGHCOUCGHFOUCGH) but anyways im doing gn reader so lots more ppl can enjoy tehee. here it is !!
"𝙋𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣."
[gn!reader]
𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙧𝙤
Tbh i feel like Kinro is KINDAAA similar in the same sense?? like, all cool n stuff but hes actlly a real sweetie sometimes mwah mwah mwah. also ur right he deserves more love hes literally just a loveable guy
At first i think hed be surprised, like, all, "woah, uh, you good"
but then, i think among the three, isnt that fazed. hes around ginro almost 24/7 cmon.
but once he gets used to you he just stares when you get all cool and so indifferent then he goes "its okay to be sad about it" then you just start beating his chest bawling and he pats your back
platonically, thats what hed do. Like, hed just silently offer support while you tell him your troubles or thoughts. like nod along or put a hand on your shoulder in silent encouragement or just seem so cool while spouting out some wise words. (he puts a hand on your shoulder and you look at him, the wind blows his hair slightly, the light capturing him in a perfect angle. "i understand that feeling. i felt hurt when ginro laughed at the rip in my pants too" he whispers so coolly and you bust out laughing)
romantically, hed be more initiative in this type of stuff i think. like, if he saw you going away on your own hed follow after to talk. or be more nervous cuz this time hes ACTIVELY trying to cheer you up, like tryna be comforting even if his words come out awkward or something like that. "uhmm, thats bad.. uh.. do you wanna. do you wanna hug?"
either way, 10/10 this man will never disappoint, he doesnt, and he didnt. he is underrated and we should talk about him more def
𝙍𝙮𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙞 𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙞
Ohoooo. this maaan is likeeee. i dunno man i feel like he literally has the same reaction to every single type of person.
encouraging, supportive, and just a big big ball of sun
hed just pin you down as an interesting person and spout some compliments
even when you first meet and he sees how you work hes like "👍!!"
So lets say close friends now. he sees you go 'its okay. I dont care' and he sees you be all 'im going to dramatically sit on a rock and have a glistening tear down my face lit by the sun' and he'll like, smack your back 4 times going 'ITS OKAY MY FRIEND ITS OKAY'
Platonic?? just like that. how he treats everyone which is of course very special. goes 'hey, its alright. like really. im here to be a bud and give u some encouragement' and be all like 'DW MY FRIEND' and just even gives u nice talks
ROMANTICALLY?? kind of the same, but but but but. he litrlly goes and does smthng to cheer u up. like litrlly does the same as platonically, but later even when ur all cheered up, brings u to a nice place like a nice view. Doesnt SAY anything cheesy but ltrlly aheaeha RAWR ryusui nanami i cant believe you just took me to a nice dinner date
𝙎𝙖𝙞 𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙞
okay hmmm. idk depends on the intensity of it he MIGHT be averse?? Not entirely but as long as youre not bawling and sniffling i think ur good 👍
ok so u first meet right? and then he meets u 'oh cool person ok. rlly chill' then after awhile he sees you start sniffling over someones sob story and hes all like 'aweee'
NOT IN A 'thats cute' WAY LIKE. HES JUS LIKE THINKING 'OH THIS PERSON RLLY CARES ALOT THATS SWEET A LITTLE'
maybe that might be a bonding factor. Like, the fact that ur empathetic and soooo YKNOW, YOU
so like when u werent close he was all like 'ohh. ahhh wow. i see.' now hes all like 'haha theres my little gober gomble with the gummy goo' but he will never say that ofc grrr
PLATONICALLY. hes as goober as can be. literally being all friends friends with you and loving your company. like, actively approaches you and goes 'hey!!!! :3!!'. literally a sweetie yall talk about stuff and the whole time hes like :3 and all supportive and encouraging throughout whatever ur feeling, blue or yello, red or green.
fixes my bowtie. Now. ROMANTICALLY?? so this is only it does blossom after the platonic stage. he does the same things, except all 'hmgngmg omg.. its them...' inside now. More active tending to you in your moments, happy or blue. like cheering if ur cheering, fretting over u if youre sad over smthng, stuff like that. or angry, like going 'PLS PLS PLS PLS' holding you back from hitting someone on the head. literally just the same in platonic but hes so so so sooo in love with you and loves you, for being you, more than anything
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WHEW and thats. yeah. thats it. Again i am so sorry for the disproportionate pics n headers EVERYTIME i literally crop them on my own sometimes n i dont know where else to get them. but yah i hope u enjoyed and sorry it took soo long :333 !! Hcs are easier for me 2 do than fics because they take less time and like, hmm, its not that hard since theres no plot planning or proofreading or anything like that. but yes WOOO ENJOY I HOPE YALL KEEP ENJOYIG THE RARE FICS IS PUT OUT IM SO SORRY FOR THAT TOO 😭😭
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Watch your back : Chapter 9
Once you don’t value what you have someone else learns how to take care of what used to be yours
Synopsis : 8 men supposed to give her all the love they promised end up leaving her behind without a valid reason
Pairing : girlfriend Reader x PolyAteez !
Warning : this chapter contains mentions of Ateez being careless , lots of crying , jumping off a cliff etc Please reminding me if I forgot something
Tag list : @legbouk , @scarfac3 , @m4rsluv , @hcyaa , @jackinmyarea , @layzfeelit , @loverlele , @mulletjoonsupremacy , @veneziamadness , @belle643 , @gugggu6gvai , @atinytinaa , @voidcupidz , @atinyreads , @baguette-atiny , @parkthothwa8 , @hwadump , @owjohny , @miaatiny , @honeyymon @tunaasan , @riririyuhn , @vixensss
Word count: 1,5k
" Im so exhausted and my feet hurt "
Wooyoung sighed out as he plopped on the couch massaging his feet groaning
" It took a lot longer than expected "
Yeosang laughed and removed his suit
" I was scared your mom was not going to like me to be honest "
Rin sat beside Wooyoung who chuckled and held her softly planting a kiss on her temple
" My mom is cautious, but she'll grow to like you so don't worry about it "
Yunho who's hair was now messy scratched his chest as he came into the kitchen looking around
" Do we still have those mini crackers? "
He looked inside the cupboards humming
" Don't open them it's from Y/n "
Seonghwa came into the kitchen stressed
" Where is she even? wasn't she supposed to be with us earlier? "
" Yeah but you and Jongho forgot to add her "
" When was I even supposed to ? "
Yunho opened the crackers anyways eating them as Seonghwa looked at him in disbelief
" We clearly talked about this last week ? how could you forget? "
" Gosh Seonghwa chill can't someone forget stuff? And why didn't you add her ? "
The younger walked out the kitchen leaving the elder to himself
" Hwa just go to bed , she's a grown woman "
Mingi yawned coming into the kitchen
"I'm just worried a little since it's really late and her phone is going straight to voicemail "
" Maybe she's on her way home let's just go to sleep she's grown and capable of knowing her way home stop stressing over nothing "
Seonghwa looked at the younger as he sighed , he just couldn't go to sleep like that his heart told him something was wrong and it put a huge weight on him
But at the end he just locked the door and turned the lights off hoping for her to return home by the time he woke up
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The cold water embracing her body slowly numbed every part of her making it unable to move even if she wanted too
The struggling with breathing wasn't kicking in yet much to her liking
All her thoughts ran out freely as she just let herself sink further into the water
Was this really the right choice?
Or stupid to give up everything she fought for to be here in the first place?
It felt like an eternity as Y/n continued to sink but what scared her was when something grabbed her making her struggle against whatever it was
The muffled underwater screams didn't seem to do anything against the mysterious thing that kept pulling her upwards towards the light coming from the surface
Y/n kept fighting against the mysterious thing that kept swimming upward
She gasped and coughed as she was held against something rock hard
" Are you insane ? You could've died ! "
The person yelled at her as he panted in fear looking at her
" Why didn't you let me sink ! Nobody would have cared if I disappeared for once "
She cried coughing
" Wait Y/n ? Why the heck would you do such a dangerous thing ?! do you know how much you scared me to death when I saw you jump ? "
It took her a good moment to notice that the person who basically saved her was one of Rowoons friends
" D-Dawon , I- "
" Look we'll talk about this later let's just get out of here before we get sick "
He sighed and started swimming towards the dry part with her on his back
" I'm sorry you had to save someone like me "
" Let's not do this now , I just want you to go home safely with me so we can talk "
He shook his head trying to get the water out his ears before he took her hand and walked up towards the place he dropped his bag when he jumped in
" I'm just glad you're safe "
The boy sighed out trying to calm down since he was still under shock
" I don't want to go home "
" Don't worry I'm not taking you there "
She stood there shivering as she looked at her bare feet while he fished into his gym bag For his towel
" Did you eat anything? "
Dawon dried her hair as she just stood there not responding
" It's ok if you don't want to talk , let's just call a taxi to our dorm since you don't want to go home and I won't force you "
He pulled out his phone called a taxi
" Yes we are near the Han river, yeah exactly there thank you "
She looked at him with tears extremely ashamed and feeling pathetic since she couldn't even succeed in this one thing
" Why did you jump in ? It would've been better if I was gone "
Dawon looked at her as he closed his eyes sighing before hugging her
" I'd never let someone die before my eyes, even if I didn't know you and I'm so glad I did because you're so young and you have so much to achieve, and Rowoon would be so devastated if I hadn't saved you and I'm sure other people as well would be broken "
“ I can’t do this anymore , I’m a failure I can’t even defend myself anymore ”
The girl cried on his wet shirt ,it was a lot of weight on her shoulders and how could she forget about that one person who cared about her the most , who was willing to love her like nobody else ever loved her
" I'm so sorry, I don't know why I did this in the first place I'm so ungrateful "
" Y/n please , it must have been hard if it drove you to do this "
He grabbed her face and wiped her tears away with his thumb before guiding her towards the taxi that just arrived
" Please don't tell Rowoon about this I don't want to worry him more than I have by ignoring his texts lately "
Dawon nodded and shut the taxi door as they drove in silence
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Both of them entered the dorm quietly careful not to make any noise
" But I don't have any clothes "
Y/n shivered as she hugged herself as Dawon went into his room and came back with some clothes and a towel
" These are new boxers that I just bought recently you can wear them "
She took them and went to change after taking a hot shower , but most of the time found herself shedding tears or starring at herself at the mirror the boys had in their bathroom
Were did she fail ? , was it really a blessing to still be breathing after her selfish act ?
After drying herself and blow drying her hair she stepped out of the bathroom and ran into one of the boys that was waiting so they could go to the toilet
" Oh I didn't know you were here "
" I myself didn't expect it either but it's good to see you again Jaeyoon "
He smiled and rubbed her head before dismissing himself to go to the toilet
" Hey you finished? "
Y/n nodded and looked around before fiddling with her fingers nervously
" Can you tell me were Rowoon's room is ? "
" He's probably asleep but go ahead it's the second door down the hall "
He smiled and said good night leaving her to herself in the semi dark hallway
Walking towards her best friends room she carefully opened the door and went inside , the room smelled so good it made her feel like home but yet so distant from it
She carefully went unter the covers but held her distance, it's like she felt it kinda being inappropriate being so close to him even thought they had watched films together in her room as he cuddled her
The moon made his face look so perfect and adorable as he slept soundless
How could someone as handsome like him like her let alone love her more than the best friend stage ? It was still a mystery to her
" Y/n is that you ? "
He asked without opening his eyes
" No it's not Y/n "
She changed her voice on purpose stiffening her laugh with tears
" Don't lie to me , it's smells like you "
He pulled the girl closer to him opening his eyes yawning
"Do I smell that good to be recognized ? "
" You always smell good and even from miles away I could tell that it's you "
She smiled softly letting him hold her , her worries long forgotten
“ I’m not even gonna ask you why you’re in my room this late at night , I’m just glad you’re alright and by my presence again ”
He smiled and softly yawned once again
“ Rowoon? ”
The boy hummed and kept yawning
“ Do you still love me ? ”
Rowoon opened his eyes meeting her glossy ones that stared back at him
“I do love you , but why are you asking me this ? Is everything alright? ”
“ How can you love someone as broken and insecure as me ? ”
She looked at him with lips in between her teeth due to her nerves playing with her
“ Because you deserve more , and you stole my heart with how sweet and caring not to forget how beautiful you are ”
The boy took her by the waist and smiled softly kissing her forehead
“These fools don’t know what they are missing out by not appreciating you enough and I just want a chance to show you how much you can be happy and appreciated ”
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Holy shit I’m a week late to a new chapter how did i manage this
Oh my god i’m so hype
Holy shit
Cap
Omg
I fell behind on my thorough reread cause college, actually experiencing romance of a sort, choosing tattoos and all that so i sincerely apologise but you must know; as soon as i saw this new chapter i started writing this
Obviously, i can’t just jump into the new chapters i have to familiarise myself with the latest one so it’s a smooth transition. Not that i’ve forgotten shit, god knows i’ve read it too many times to do that, but i do this for all things with gaps between updates
Deary me i’ve missed your writing… instagram reels have been rotting my brain
Just a note; juleka saying “we’re very alike. I like that about you.” in chapter 74 is sooo… toxic yuri ladynoire my beloved is that you? I can hear it.
I always adore how juleka thinks in fights, especially when she recalls stuff someone has said like her mum
16 THOUSAND WORD CHAPTER?? OH MY GOD
HERE YE HERE YE BEWARE FOR SPOILERS OF PN CHAPTER 75 ARE BELOW READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
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Ok word, timeline information, good to know, i think that makes them around 17 now? Anyway, what has hawky been up to over the summer to keep him so quiet? Certainly not using the time to bond with adrien i’m sure
Ah ofc, lila pov for the start of chameleon
Oh dear, lila’s mother doesn’t know she was akumatised? Is she vying for third place of worst parent after Gabriel and Audrey?
Bloody cunt, course lila’s not told her about being aroace.
Im curious about this conspiracy board… is it about gabriel or the heros
What attack on agreste?? You have piqued my interest over and over cap fabulous start to the chapter
“We will spread our wings and take flight into a changing future.” yeah ok mister butterfly metaphor, how does he make dad jokes about being a supervillain
Ah ofc, it’s about gabriel, i really must read that again to refresh but i remember the gist
Nooo, i really like how you’ve characterised lila in this and her shit always seems to be heartbreaking the poor we lamb
Ok the way you’re describing the transformation is incredibly chilling, i adore the line “her lips curled into his grin” blegh. Fantastically written.
It’s reminding me of the scene where the girl becomes enchantress in the first suicide squad movie, i love that scene.
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Alright pov change to… caline? Very fun
Love the in world reason as why they’re in the same class, i just KNOW your ass couldn’t be bothered switching it up but needed a reason
CONFIRMATION ON CALINE AND ANARKA?? DAMN OK
I mean we knew but so much outright is very exciting, and a wonderful segue into discussing juleka
The workplace banter between caline and valerie is a joy to read, i think you’ve hit it perfectly where caline isn’t acting like a sugary teacher but also isn’t acting like a different person
Aww cute moment with sabrina and chloe
I always love seeing what other characters think of each other so this is a treat, Juleka would be totally miffed by how much they worry about her
Wait. you’re not telling me were going to get caline and Anarka in the same room are you? Hold up
Ruh roh
Intern with agreste? I beg that it’s paid for marinette but uh
Ruh roh
Especially with adrien and chloes reactions
Hey i nearly forgot about chameleon where is she lila? Pspspspsp
Adam making a return was not the comeback i expected, however detective Rena is a wonderful treat
OOO WAIT ARE WE GOING TO TREAT THIS LIKE A MURDER MYSTERY
I might be too hype for nothing but that would be so much fun
Ladybug just watching rena fuck about is cute
Rose and alix conversing? In MY panthera noir fic?? This is awesome
Rose and panthera have a crazy relationship… i like to think about it from rose’s perspective sometimes and like damn i’d be baffled and flattered too
I love alix. Ugh the way you go about her minute traits is just fantastic
WAIT
WHAT
THATS A CHOICE
OK GIRL I SEE WHAT YOU’RE DOING
Oh i feel like a fake fan for not knowing if panthera is chameleon or if juleka is after the first line. Panthera has to be chameleon right? Why would lila choose juleka?
OK SO IT’S PANTHERA TIME TO REREAD HER LINES
Oh i thought it was weird she winked, i was a bit happy cause playful panthera is always good but i also felt a bit weird about it cause it’d been so long
Ok i don’t think i would’ve noticed. I’m ashamed. Lila is a good actor tho? Nah that’s pity points. I shall live with my shame.
It is weird having panthera and juleka in the same room, alix. Very weird.
Rose is so cute about juleka fr, the way she behaves is so endearing
Oh i just love the direction you’ve taken this in
Oh ok black scary magic veins thats fun. Short end of the stick or what jesus, ladybug doesn’t get lasting effects. I don’t think? It’d be interesting if she couldn’t heal herself or something but i don’t think you’ve gone in that direction
Oh it is funny seeing lila flirt in pantheras body, girl you don’t know how to do this. Are we gonna get civilian juleka getting caught up in the mix again? That’s always fun
For me, no one else finds it fun
Good that luka keeps up his right as an older brother and annoys juleka with tiktoks
Wait
There are tiktok edits of panthera
There are probably tiktok edits of ladynoire
Wait this is the funniest thing ever, a more chill chapter or scene delving into their fanbase would be funny lmao
“Panthera what that tail do” is an atrocious cat call (dya see what i did there?)
OMG RENA GETS AN INTERVIEW
NVM JULEKA CALLING HERSELF A SLUT IS WAY FUNNIER HELLO? GIRL??
Someone in this freaky friday world must be getting major twilight zone vibes from seeing juleka and panthera next to each other. How does that not break the glamour.
Help juleka you can’t ask for a selfie from your clone transformed self that’s crazy
Juleka just being raging this whole time is wonderful
Oh ew i don’t like it as much anymore, girl paws off this is just weird to imagine
Ladybug is that jealousy?? Crazy move at this time
Ladybug has to know right? She’s seen how she’s acting weird and she just called her Noire. I don’t think she’s ever done that before
HA toxic ladynoire my beloved you’ve made a comeback
I love when juleka says shit she means to think like she ruminates so hard
Be crazy is ladybug found out juleka is panthera
She won’t it wouldn’t make sense
Or would it
I think I just want to know what would happen if that was uncovered. Anyway. The electricity has to be because of the magic right?
Omg marinete is so silly, calling her jules is a wild move she’s lucky she already knows like damn
That whole paragraph about wondering how to talk to LB when it’s one sided trust? Chefs kiss, muah, I adore it. I want them to interact outside the mask more so bad because it’s always weird as fuck when they do.
Like holy shit I love this chapter
EEEE their relationship is literally so much fun to read and see develop
She knows everything about her aww they’re so sweet
They should kiss
No they shouldn’t that cheating on rose but you get what i mean girl
Plagg just being out and about without anyone seeing nout is crazy
Why did i become dr seus
Alix is such a cheeky cunt i love her
Sorry got absorbed by the accusation, that was perfection Cap, i love it
Omg i forgot about the parent teacher conference. This is so funny. Ops on juleka walking in and finding them making out?
Och nvm but them drinking and going for it full tilt is the best i can get
Hey what happened
Why is lila in there oh we just skipped the fight? That sounds so bitchy I’m sorry, I was just a bit confused
Panthera picking lila up is so cute… the poor thing tho, man…
Caline is doing gods work i love her in this, fighting nathalie about adrien is bold but needed
Oh lila you poor we thing, man it’s just such a shame… its so heartbreaking seeing just how much lila loves the heroes and yet because of her fuckwit mother she cant seem to see how that connection is just as valid as a romantic one if that makes sense? Like you do have feelings towards people please lila i beg.
Ew gabriel
His attitude is just so offputting. Leave her alone! To like everyone in his life fr.
THIS WAS FANTASTIC CAP
PN is always a treat and this chapter was built amazingly <3
i'm sorry if this is less energetic than usual, the winter sickness has been hitting me.
GLAD YOU ENJOYED!!! Also- yeah- Sorry about the sudden fight skip. Both for skipping it and for not making it clear that it was skipped. Was burning out hard at the end and I couldnt figure out a way to just keep the fight going without staying interesting. Glad you enjoyed despite that.
Stay safe out there! Glad you enjoyed!
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Hi! Just wanted to say that I love you writing, and love how you write angst !!
Asking this anonymously because, I found out I need a third open heart surgery.
I was wondering if you still take request how would Joel feel about his significant other having a third heart surgery and finding him not being able Toby e kids because of it.
As much angst as you want.
Btw, I’ll be fine, it’s the third time they are doing it, im schedule for 5 surgeries! It’s all good, cardiomyopathy is chill when the doctors know what they are doing! 😅
OMG Hi Bestie!
I am so honored that you'd reach out about such an intimate ask. I hope your surgery goes/went well and that you're doing great!
Hopefully, this is something like what you're looking for!
Heartache
Joel looks out for you as you're treated for cardiomyopathy.
Pairing: Joel Miller x Female Reader with Cardiomyopathy
Warnings: Medical stuff! Light smut. No use of Y/N. Minors DNI 18+ only
Length: 2.5k
If there was one thing Joel hated, it was not having control.
He’d never really been happy at a job site until he was a manager, the one running SOMETHING. That way, he knew it was done right.
It had made life with Sarah’s mom difficult, back when she was at all in the picture, because when she actually took charge of anything, it ended up being a mess Joel had to clean up.
Hell, even just letting Tommy man the grill at family cookouts grated on him. He seemed to love to turn steaks too frequently, never giving them the time they needed on any one side. Joel had to grit his teeth and tried not to watch Tommy fuck up perfectly good cuts of meat.
But at least then you would slip your hand into his, lacing your fingers through his own, and kiss his shoulder, whispering “You know it’ll be fine, Babe” under your breath. You tried not to giggle when you said it, Joel could hear it in your voice.
You couldn’t do that now. Not when you were under anesthesia and he was stuck, sitting in a waiting room, waiting to hear that you were OK.
No, this kind of out of control, Joel had learned, he was especially bad at.
It started a few years earlier, not all that long after meeting you, really.
Joel had first bumped into you - literally - at a park. Sarah was playing, showing off some variation of a cartwheel she’d invented, when Joel saw a dog - a big dog - running right for her. He didn’t think about how to react, he just did, racing to put himself between his daughter and the unknown animal, only watching her and the dog when you ran smack into is side, sending you both sprawling to the ground.
“Ow, shit,” you groaned, sitting up and clutching your head. Joel turned only to see Sarah, flopped on the ground as the dog licked all over her face, tail wagging. Joel sighed in relief, going back to figuring out how to untangle his legs from yours.
“I’m so sorry, he’s usually better behaved than this but he’s all keyed up because we were at the vet earlier,” you said, tugging your leg back into yourself and looking at your knee. “I didn’t have as good a hold on his lead as I should have, he saw a rabbit and took off…”
“S’fine,” Joel said quickly, noticing you properly for the first time. You were in a little dress that showed off your legs, your eyes still bright and beautiful as you watched your dog play with his daughter. You were pretty. Really, really fucking pretty. He cleared his throat awkwardly. “No harm done.”
“Yeah, he’s a gentle giant,” you smiled, getting up. “He looks scary but, since I live alone, definitely more of a feature than a bug. He’s really just a big teddy bear.”
You called the dog over and looped the end of his leash around your wrist before you introduced yourself and Joel did the same, not able to take his eyes off you and your warm smile.
“Hey Dad!” Sarah ran over, some of her curls pulled free from her springy pigtails and wild around her face. “Dad, did you see? Did you see me with the dog?”
“Yeah, Baby Girl,” he laughed a little. “I saw.”
Your dog licked her hand, wagging happily.
“He likes you,” you smiled, squatting down to be on Sarah’s level as you gave the dog a scratch. “His name is Pluto!”
Sarah’s eyes got big.
“You mean like the dog from the cartoons?”
“Exactly,” you smiled. “He’s my best friend and he’s got very good taste, so if he likes you that means you must be pretty great.”
“Dad!” Sarah turned to Joel, her eyes still big. “Can Pluto come over to play?”
“Kiddo…” he sighed.
“Please?” She pouted. “You never let me get a dog, I want to play with a dog and he likes me and…”
You caught Joel’s attention over his daughter’s shoulder as you mouthed “it’s OK with me” at him. He smiled a little at that, you giving him an out so he wouldn’t have to be the bad guy with his daughter if he said no.
And he knew he probably should say no. The reason he said no dogs was because he worked too much and he didn’t want to leave a dog, alone and neglected, at home all day. Giving his six-year-old daughter ideas about a pet probably wasn’t the best idea.
And then there was you.
You were so pretty and so obviously good with Sarah you were practically temptation on legs. Invite you over and he’d be asking for trouble.
But Sarah loved your dog.
And Joel sure as hell wanted to see more of you.
“Want to come over for dinner?” Joel asked. “I’m just makin’ burgers but…”
You smiled, wide and bright and beautiful.
“Yeah,” you said. “Yeah, I’d love that.”
You came over that night and, in a way, you never really left. He watched you play with his daughter and your dog and put potato chips on your burger and find new music to add to his playlist once you heard what he liked to listen to, taking Sarah’s hands and dancing with her on the grass. It was the most fun Joel had had in years.
It was a year and a half later, when you fainted at work.
Joel was frantic when he got the call from your boss. You’d moved in just a few months earlier and Joel was almost waiting for something to go wrong. He’d never had anything go so right for so long in his entire life. Something going wrong was inevitable.
It didn’t seem right that it should go wrong for you.
“Joel,” you said, a wan smile on your face as you sat up in your hospital bed when he ran in. You looked so small and pale and he all but ran to you, sitting on the edge of your bed and taking your hand. “I’m fine, I’m OK, it’s OK.”
“Shouldn’t I be comfortin’ you?” He asked, smiling just a little even though he was having a hard time focusing on anything but the monitors that were attached to you.
“You look more upset than me right now,” you said, giving his hand a squeeze. “Really, babe, I’m fine. I just didn’t have enough to eat today and I got up too fast, that’s all.”
That’s not all it was.
It took them some time to figure out - and Joel pointing out that you seemed tired and lightheaded and your pulse felt strange below his fingers sometimes - but you had cardiomyopathy.
He was with you when the doctor handed down the diagnosis and you frowned, your eyebrows knitting together.
“What does that mean?” You asked. “It sounds serious….”
“It is,” the doctor nodded. “It’s a disease of the heart muscle, it makes it harder for the blood to pump through the body. It can even lead to heart failure. The good news is, we have treatment options…”
You sat there, eyes wide, clutching your purse on your lap. Joel took your hand and tried to take in every word the doctor said. He was going to do this with you. In you he’d found the one person he wanted to do everything with, the only person besides Sarah he wanted to see every day for the rest of his life. He might not understand what was wrong with you but he was going to figure it out.
When the two of you got home that afternoon, you were still in a state of shock. Joel walked with you to the kitchen table and got you a glass of water, sliding it in front of you. You just stared at it, your eyes a little wide.
“Honey,” Joel said, his voice calm. “It’s OK…”
You shook your head a little and drank the water before you set the glass back down, putting your hands in your lap and meeting his gaze from across the table.
“I understand that this was a lot more than you bargained for,” you said, your voice steady. “I don’t expect you to take care of me through all this, I can call my mom, I’m sure she would let me move in…”
“Why are you talkin’ about movin’?” He frowned, cutting you off.
“I mean, you heard the doctor,” you said. “There are surgeries and…”
“So?”
“Joel,” you shook your head and smiled a little. “You have a daughter and a demanding job and…”
“And I love you,” he said. “Not gonna let you do this without me.”
It was rough at the start. He went to all your appointments with you. The doctors decided surgery was the best route and Joel spent hours researching everything he could. It felt like he’d be able to do it himself by the time you went under the knife the first time.
He didn’t think that made him any less anxious about it, though.
It was at a follow up appointment that the two of you got more bad news.
“Wait,” you said, cutting your doctor off. “I’m sorry, I just… You’re making it sound like I won’t be able to have children. Is… is that true?”
“Unfortunately,” the doctor sighed heavily. “Yes, that’s true. There was just too much damage to the tissue and even with the work we’re doing, it wouldn’t be safe to put your body under the strain that pregnancy demands…”
You held it together until the two of you were in the truck, the floodgates breaking the second the door was closed. Joel tugged you against him, stroking your hair, kissing your forehead.
The two of you had talked about children, of course, but you were both undecided. You were both still young, you thought you had time to figure that out later.
“I’m so sorry, Joel,” your voice was wet. “I know we didn’t know what we wanted yet but… I thought I’d still get to choose and not have something else choose for me. I understand if this changes…”
“Marry me,” he said.
You sat up from him and sniffed, wiping your eyes.
“What?”
“Marry me.”
You just looked at him, frozen and blinking for a moment.
“No,” you shook your head. “No, you don’t mean…”
“Yes, I do,” he said. “Marry me.”
“Joel…”
“Only way I want more kids is if they’re your kids, Baby,” he said. “Whether they’re ones we made or ones we adopted, I wouldn’t care, as long as it’s with you. You not being able to have kids doesn’t make a damn difference to me, I love you. Marry me.”
You smiled a little through your tears and leaned over to kiss him gently.
“Let’s talk about that when we’re a little less emotional,” you said.
He brought it up again that night.
The two of you had gone to bed and Joel had fully intended to keep his hands to himself. You, however, had other ideas.
You kissed him and moaned against his lips and he gave into you, pulling your nightie over your head and slipping your panties down your legs before slipping inside of your tight, wet heat with a satisfied groan.
He worked your body, knowing you so well after almost two years together, pressing deep as you tightened around him, sucking your nipple into his mouth, stroking your clit as you got closer and closer to coming around him.
“Let go for me,” he sucked at the vulnerable skin of your throat, pressing so deep inside you as he did. “Come for me, come all over me, give it all to me…”
You obeyed, coming hard around him, your hand flying to his back to clutch him close as he worked you through your orgasm, too.
After, he pulled you on top of him as he lay flat on his back, your soft body spread over his and you sighed contentedly.
“Marry me,” he said again, brushing your hair back.
You laughed and shook your head.
“You really don’t have to…”
“I know,” he cut you off, reaching blindly into the top drawer of his bedside table. He fumbled blindly through it until he found the small, velvet box at the back. He pulled it out and pried the lid open with his nose before turning the box so you could see it. Your eyes went wide, a single diamond almost watching you from its place in the box. “Not just sayin’ it, Baby. Had this for a few weeks. Planned to take you somewhere special to ask once we had the chance but… seemed like this might be the right time.”
“Joel,” you breathed, taking the box, your hand trembling. “This is… I…”
“Marry me,” he said again. “Love you, more than anything. I want to do everything in life with you, the good stuff, the bad stuff, doesn’t matter. It all means more with you. Marry me.”
“Yes,” you said quickly, looking from the box to his eyes, smiling broadly. “Yes yes yes yes yes!”
Joel smiled.
“Oh, is that a yes?” He teased a little. “Just wanted to make sure…”
You rolled your eyes and laughed, burying your face in his chest. He just held you close as you looked back at him, stretching up his body to kiss him.
“That’s a yes,” you whispered.
“Good,” he said, taking the ring from the box and sliding it on your finger. “Because I love you. Love you so damn much.”
“I love you, too,” you smiled against his lips as you kissed him.
You got married just a few months later.
“Mr. Miller?” The doctor came out from the operating room and he all but jumped up to meet him, his stomach in knots. It felt like he’d been sitting there for days, stuck in a state of limbo where he had no control.
“That’s me,” Joel said quickly. “How’s she doin’? How’d it go?”
“Everything went great, Mr. Miller,” the doctor smiled broadly and Joel relaxed a bit. “Your wife is doing very well, you can head back and see her in just a minute…”
Joel nodded along as the doctor filled him in on everything and he did his best to pay attention. But it was hard. All he really cared about was getting back to see you. Everything else seemed like it could wait.
After what felt like a small eternity - but could only have been a few minutes - Joel was led back to your room, where you were just coming out of the anesthesia, still groggy but you smiled at him all the same.
“Hey babe,” you smiled, reaching for him.
He smiled back, taking your hand before leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead.
“Hey Baby,” he took your face in his hand. “How’s that heart of yours?”
“All yours, Joel,” you smiled a little, settling back into your pillow. “All yours.”
#fanfic#joel miller x female reader#send asks#kit answers#joel miller x reader#joel miller x you#joel miller x oc
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dead boy detectives episode three thoughts
NIKO MY GIRL NIKO. i love her so much holy shit. she's just so effortlessly charming and so deeply, sincerely kind 😭 i would kill for her good lord the scene after they leave the devlin house? she was so scared for completely understandable reasons (i would not want to go to a house with an axe murderer ghost either, and she almost just died like the day before on top of that!) but she suits up and braves a Goddamn Coastal Storm (seriously, it was dark when she left and light when she found them meaning she was out there alone in the dark storm for a little while Minimum) to help her friends!! it's like. yeah she's pretty naive and easily scared (again, Reasonably so), but also she cares so goddamn much about her friends. im gonna cry dude
also this episode really is giving me everything i asked for huh. i asked for niko joining the gang and changing their dynamics, and we got that incredibly sweet scene with edwin at the library. i asked for the bickering to stay while dynamics grow and evolve, and edwin & crystal have a scene where they still snipe at each other while working well together to rescue charles and appreciating each other's skills and knowledge. i asked for charles backstory, and holy shit. this show really does have it all huh
okay speaking of charles. i love love love what we got this episode. i mean yeah i kinda guessed his dad wasn't great from what he'd said before, but i was also second-guessing myself a little because well, if he was that bad charles probably wouldn't be checking on him to make sure he's okay, right? and then we get that reveal, and damn. god it was so cool to see something actually really hit charles, because he's mostly a chill guy! sure, he's gotten annoyed and stuff, but it never seems to last long and i've been really looking forward to seeing what'll break that composure. this episode did not disappoint holy shit
speaking of which. idk if it was just the dad's abuse that was affecting him so much... this is an odd theory, but hear me out. it's making me kind of wonder if the reason he was so deeply affected was because his dad was involved with his death somehow. iirc his cause of death was drowning or something? hypothermia maybe i do not remember but i remember something about injuries like broken ribs or something. and i dunno i'm starting to wonder if those injuries were from his dad and they contributed to his death. or maybe im completely wrong and it hit him so hard to see a man kill his wife and daughters because he's spent the decades since his death afraid his dad will do that to his mom! who knows! only time will tell, but i am so intrigued
also i actually really love that him repressing so much doesn't get resolved. like yes girl keep deflecting from your trauma until you get overwhelmed and have a messy breakdown where everything explodes. and like yeah his friends know he's keeping shit to himself now, but that's. really not something it's easy to bring up so really the most they can do is let him know they're there for him and keep an eye out. which is probably harder to do with So Many Goddamn Enemies.
like okay let's count we've got esther + monty, crystal's demon ex, death's scottish secretary (idk her name or job sorry. the lady who played the witch mom on supernatural. rowena??? girl idk i didn't finish s5), the cat king (not necessarily evil but he is literally keeping them trapped so), miscellaneous enemies/villains each episode like the sprites or the misery wraith (terrifying btw! i Do Not like that thing on a personal level but i appreciate it thematically 👍), and ALSO Literal Death is basically looming over them as an existential and also very literal threat. girl this is crazy there is So Much going on how the fuck is this show only 8 episodes
crystal's memories... i actually really like that she might've been an asshole. like yeah you could argue her ex was influencing her (either supernaturally or just like peer pressure) but i actually think it's more interesting if he wasn't and she was just willing to be an asshole. and also maybe endanger people's lives?? idk what was up with dropping a large rock on moving cars but it didn't seem like anyone died bc he would for sure have leveraged that against her so. but i just think it's more interesting and compelling if she has to deal with like... yeah she was an asshole. what now? she can't change it, she's just got to live with it and choose to do better
also back to charles bc that scene will not stay out of my head. his actor is so good... the subtle emotional nuance in his facial expressions... i may need to rewatch the episode everything about his acting is so good. also charles getting stuck in the loop was fucking chilling- i didn't expect hitting the dad to work really, I thought it'd do nothing or go through him, but when he caught the cricket bat and hit charles with the axe i actually gasped. and then just sitting there unmoving and unseeing until the loop restarts and he vanishes... girl that was terrifying. like would they kill off charles like that? no I don't believe so, not in episode 3 of 8. however it was genuinely scary i didn't know if something fucked up would happen that he'd need a while to recover from or something. im glad he's okay physically at least, even if mentally is debatable :')
monty... what do i say about monty. he's cute and so awkwardly charming- if we hadn't seen that he's esther's familiar i would've been rooting for him to be a side character who shows up every now and then, kinda like jenny y'know? but because we know he's part of her revenge, i'm spending his scenes side-eyeing him like hey. the hell is that about. however i will say it's better knowing so we can stress about what his plan is instead of having him introduced as just a guy and then being a traitor or something. idk i like the dread and suspicion! it's a quality writing choice
i will say though, there's one thing about him that's making me side-eye him even harder. why did he antagonize charles? if he's trying to ingratiate himself with the boys + crystal and earn their trust, being a dick to one of them won't help. does esther's plan rely on isolating edwin? why? and if it's not her plan, why is he singling out edwin specifically? idk many questions lots to consider!!
in conclusion, this is such a good show and each episode just keeps getting better. i'm jumping right into episode four, i just wanted to organize my thoughts here first haha
#pat.txt#pat watches dbd#dead boy detectives#anyway. i think the takeaway here is i do not trust monty#and also the writing and acting in this show are phenomenal holy shit#the charles lore we got this episode was so good i'm excited to learn more + to get edwin backstory. the whole ritual sacrifice thing... :)#the cat king... he's having his cats stalk edwin so that's points deducted. good luck man you are losing the fight for my respect
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you asked for fic requests do those go here?
anyway, can i request campbell bain x g/n or male reader where reader has a panic attack and campbell helps.
OR one where reader is just sitting around while campbell does a show. chill stuff y’know
those might be awful ideas feel free to ignore this if you want
sorry i’ve never done this before hope these are ok requests
HI THIS IS PERFECT!!
I WROTE THIS FIC TODAY WHILE I WAS IN THE CAR/AT AN AMUSEMENT PARK SO IM SORRY IF IT SUCKS
CAMPBELL BAIN X MALE READER (PANIC ATTACK COMFORT)
cw: panic attacks (obvi)
reader gender: male (he/him)
Room 306 in St. Jude’s mental hospital was assigned to two boys, you, and your boyfriend. He was bipolar while you had generalized anxiety disorder. This led to regular panic attacks when unmedicated
Aforementioned boyfriend, Campbell Bain sat next to you, his arm wrapped loosely around your shoulders.
He was chatting away, some story about Eddie that you couldn’t hear through the pure adrenaline coursing through your body.
Every breath seemed to come and leave without making it any easier to focus. You’d had a rough day, too many loud sounds and people. They’d lowered your meds recently, which meant it took less to make you anxious.
This was definitely a panic attack.
Campbell’s voice faded out, without you noticing, and his hand transitioned from just holding you to rubbing your back.
“Hey,” His voice was gentle, and you turned from staring dead ahead to do your best to focus on him, “you ok? You’re shaking..”
You swallowed thickly, breathing starting to pick up in pace. It felt like someone was choking you. A few tears rolled down your cheeks, and Campbell immediately moved to wipe them away.
He had this soft look of concern written across his face.
“Woah, you’re ok,” He pulled you close, and even in your nonverbal state you managed to pull together enough sense to bury your head in Campbells chest, “You’re safe. I’m right here.”
He moved you to sit on his lap, leaning up against the headboard of the bed you were sitting on. Campbell slowed his breathing, hoping that you’d follow his example.
You drew in gasps of air, trying desperately not to suffocate. Everything was too much. The lights of the hospital felt blinding, and all the overlapping sounds of talking and air conditioning hums and nurses and music and-
Campbells palms came to rest over your ears, and you reached up your own trembling hands to cover his.
In all honesty he was scared they’d sedate you. He hadn’t seen you have a panic attack this bad in a long time. You shook in his arms, letting out a choked cry as you finally managed to pull in a full breath.
“There we go, that’s my boy,” Campbell brushed his fingers through your hair, mumbling soft words of praise to help you calm down, “You’re safe, i’m right here with you.”
You let out a pathetic whine in response, signaling to Campbell that you were conscious enough to hear him. You felt less like you were being choked now, and it was easier to breathe.
“good boy,” You could feel his heartbeat through his tear stained t-shirt, and you weren’t sure how long it had been since this started but you were glad he stayed, “just keep breathing. Nice deep breaths.”
It took a few more agonizing minutes for you to finally come back all the way, and while you were still a bit shaky, it wasn’t as bad as before.
Campbell watched from your shared bed as you pulled away and stood up, pacing with a hand pressed to your chest to try and calm down fully.
It felt too cramped in his arms. You stumbled every other step, but it was nice to keep moving.
after a minute or two you came back to bed, face red and blotchy but no longer crying.
“You feeling better?” He asked as you sat back down, smiling when he was met with a nod in response.
“Mostly.” You never felt too inclined to speak after panic attacks. It all just felt like too much.
“Good,” Campbell reached out for your hand, squeezing it three times before kissing your forehead, “Can’t have my boy out of commission, we still got a show to do.”
You laughed quietly, more a breath out than an actual sound. The positivity in Campbells voice was infectious.
You curled up in Campbells lap, head laying on his thigh while he stroked your hair.
He didn’t mind staying there while you slept. He’d wake you up when it was time, for now he’d let you rest.
#campbell bain x male reader#campbell bain#campbell bain x reader#takin over the asylum#taking over the asylum#taking requests still#may or may not be slow at answering them#IM SORRY IF THIS SUCKS#I HAVENT WRITTEN FANFIC IN SO LONG
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౨ৎ txt as musicals !
pairing: ot5 txt x musicals summary: god. idek where to begin. txt as musicals. word count : 0.6k im actually so sorry i even wrote this wow what was i thinking. if you dont know these songs LISTEN TO THEM.
yeonjun : heathers / mean girls there is also a tiny dash of moulin rouge in him
it boy energy is so reflected throughout BOTH
i’m sorry
definitely a candy store guy
he 100% cracks corny jokes like in stupid w/ love
but the amazing theatricality???
the vocals????
SO yeonjun
and ikik abt the soobin meangirl meme but like
lets be real
jjunie just has that energy
and not in a bad way
like in a 'yeonjun told me to dye my hair purple so i did!' way
and when i say heathers i don't mean the negatives
like that musical is fucked up
i mean the level of iconic-ness (?)
sassy man apocalypse fr
"i like looking hot buying stuff they cannot :3" - yeonjun (definitely)
soobin : six
...
i'm actually so sorry for this one!
he competes with himself, that much is obvious
soobin seems like the type to really question if he deserves something - if his suffering was enough
he's the type to compare past suffering to current
like 'well i suffered back then and i turned out fine, i'm not any more important for suffering now' type of stuff
he's the leader, its his job to be the strongest
and he lets himself have some fun
(i mean his first [?] scandal was him showing his middle toe.)
or he could be super serious like the great leader we all know he is
or he's just a total mess, but yet still so strong ??
hes admirable
he's in the history books fr
beomgyu : hamilton
the perfect balance of chaos and serious
i mean he's literally "lock up your daughters and horses!"
while also being "mom i'm so sorry for forgetting what you taught me"
beomgyu was written by lin manuel miranda argue with a wall
its also just so interesting, like gyu
like you could study both hamilton and gyu
a fan favourite
you can't go wrong with hamilton
and you can't go wrong with gyu
hamilton has its… fans
and gyu has his bamtoris
both would doxx you if you speak ill of their favs
the gateway into the community
like gyu was the first member i found out about
and hamilton was the first musical i liked
you dip your toes in, and next thing you know you just spent $25 for some merch
taehyun : hadestown
it’s so sad
yet serene and passionate like tyun
i mean, just look at him
those eyes - that smile!!
boba eyes :3
also, he so was a greek mythology kid
probably bought every percy jackson book / related piece of media when it came out
he knows everything
theres just something so tyun about it all
hadestown is a musical you might not know about
but the second you do you're like "wow wtf i was missing out on literally everything good in this world"
and that's literally tyun too
like if you somehow don't know about vocal king taehyun
the moment you find him obsession forms
or at least in my case
my little tyun🤧
i could see him staring in the mirror going "who are you? who do you think you are"
hueningkai : be more chill (bmc)
you can not tell me this boy didn't have some sort of issue making friends
the photos of him sitting alone at lunch (?) pre-debut???
hes so jeremy heere
because he's really just a sweetie
but no one notices him besides his very close friends
definitely would almost accidentally take over the state of new jersey
type of boy to go all the way if he likes a person
im talking joining the same clubs as them
and even joining the friend group they're in
all of it
we all know he used to think so poorly of himself and talk down on himself
like he had those voices in his head
has his michael in the bathroom moments
thinks he's a loner, a loser, a freak
you know the usual high school insults
but he's able to grow confident, with some help
i luv hueningkai ;3
and i luv be more chill
authors note : i lied this is not based off of making the bed. my bad. whoops. maybe next time!
©2024 — all rights reserved to hueningsloverr , please do not plagiarise or translate any of my work
#hueningkai#huening kai#txt#choi beomgyu#beomgyu#choi yeonjun#yeonjun txt#yeonjun#txt yeonjun#choi soobin#txt soobin#huening kai txt#txt huening kai#txt beomgyu#kang taehyun#taehyun#txt taehyun#tubatu#tomorrow x together fluff#tomorrow x together imagines#tomorrow by together#tomorrow x together#hueningsloverr
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Homestuck Beyond Cannon Upd8 for September 14, 2024
Couple days late on this one, so let's get started right away.
Oh! But first we have a news post. It is the first upd8 of the month after all.
I mentioned content warnings on the last upd8. Looks like I'm not the only one. Yeah, those would have been appreciated. But hopefully James can follow through on his promise to get better with them.
The Karkat plush is . . . today! Apparently you can now preorder it, or at least you should be able to. I need to check on that. I think my previous support counts as my preorder, but I want to be sure. Don't want to miss out on the wonderfully grumpy plush with the awesome hair.
The Patreon is apparently the reason we're getting upd8s like this one, and James is trying to figure out how to bolster it. Makes me, again, appreciate all the work Andrew did on the original. He seems reluctant to do another visual novel like this, but who knows what the future holds. Wish I could support the comic again, but right now I don't have the funds. Admittedly, part of that is because I play Warhammer.
On to the upd8!
Er . . . after I fix the browser thing again >.<
Huh! I just noticed that the panel that we see while the game is loading is actually fake and created by the game window. You can barely see the outline there, but the big give away is the menu bar in the upper left. Neat trick!
Looks like @nostalgicamphibian was right! That feather is very much orange, and so that means we know who it belongs to. Maybe Vriska will take some advice and just chill and recoup for a bit. I'm sure she needs it after the last chapter.
Also! We can now reread the prologue from here!
I still feel like Vriska both needs to see Terezi and (Vriska). They are together in the bubbles, or were the last time we saw them. So she could do both at once. I think there's a huge lesson she could take away from that. One chapter left after this one, so we'll have to see I guess. For now, let's see some shenanigans!
Also this is Chapter X, apparently.
And now for something completely different! Apparently this was happening during the last chapter?
Embarrassed? We haven't seen all the sprites, such as Arquius perhaps. But Davepeta is specifically saying sprite^2. And only one other character has that designation . . .
Okay, this is just great! Which ever member of the team that wrote this managed to perfectly mash up Nepeta's kitty themed RP with Dave's rambling. I love everything about this!
And there they are! Bit of a callback to Rose having to wait on Dave before. Jasprose appears to still be painting the town red on Meat Earth C. Wonder if we might see Jane with her at any point in the future.
omg im l so fucking mao at this! That is the perfect Rose Tier Homestuck technobabble. Midnight City is is in superplausitional canonical deniability. So for any purpose, it could be said to be canon or not canon as the HICU needs! XD
I'm literally struggling to keep it down right now! Also, I think the only panel I haven't as part of this was the stuff with Erisol! This has all been S Tier!
Hah! And Dad and Droug are apparently still running around too! That probably put a damper on Jasprose's night on the town! Also good to see that even this version of Rose is still sober.
Not so good to hear that Jake is still completely fucked up after what Dirk did to him. Jasprose hints that he still might have a role to play before the end though.
And, of course, we have timeline shenanigans! While Davepeta has been stuck with Vriska for multiple years, Jasprose is still on the same night of partying we left them with.
Davepeta is not pleased with Vriska's progress. Maybe they'll think different depending on how she responds to Scratch's abuse. But they're clearly worried, and this is apparently extremely important to whatever plans the two sprite^2 have cooking. And Dave is for once appreciating Rose's desire to understand the human psyche. Not that it would necessarily have helped with Vriska.
Hah!
Apparently even they weren't expecting that.
Normally a beat panel like this after a statement like that can only mean one thing . . .
Hah!
Join us next time when 4 more years have passed! That was the meaning behind the 8 Ball all along!
Now excuse me while that line sends me into existential dread over the possibility of a different type of "4 more years."
#live blogging#liveblogging#live blog#liveblog#homestuck liveblog#homestuck upd8#homestuck 2#homestuck spoilers#homestuck#homestuck 2 spoilers#homestuck beyond canon#homestuck 2 upd8#homestuck beyond canon upd8#homestuck beyond canon spoilers#homestuck 2 beyond canon#hs2 spoilers#hsupd8#hs spoilers#hsbc#hs#hsbcupd8#hsbc upd8#hsbc spoilers#upd8 spoilers#upd8#update spoilers#update
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OK SO. HERE IS.. avery 21stcenturyschizoidfags very silly impromptu mewtuals hunger games simulator thingulator post. this thing was fucking long i didnt realise maybe i'm just crazy and beautiful. will post the next bit after
AS A REMINDER HERE IS THE ROSTER.. i didnt really have any specific metric for who i added i just added who i thought would find this funny to be totally honest. and the caroline polacheks mole v azealia banks spoon thing is a reference to this i just find it really funny because i dont personally like caroline polacheks music also i ahve a facial mole like hers too. OK LETS BEGIN. BTW click on the images to see them better :)
da bloodbath
shaan being so scary like halloween time... ANA FUCKING DOWN LIKE STRAIGHT AWAY due to famed non-binary lesbian ally nicolas cage dracula in the movie renfield 2023... papa pavel and baby emilio working together ahh so cutes.. ram said im NOT starving in here. dee plans to FIGHT. everyone else gets the hell out of there
I FUCKING STRANGLED ISA TO DEATH ARE YOU KIDDING ME? ann doing everyone a favor and scaring that mole out of here.. aviv and cassis working together awww so friendlys. Someone gave proxy bombs which is very scary dont trust him with those his icon is the joker for a reason
day one and fallen tributes
dee and pavel each get stuff from one of numerous stans worldwide. mia sneaks up on mr. flow3 while hes busy writing dracula flow 4.. mr cage dracula and my friend olive feeling adventurous. mariam gets craftyyy and ellie wellie is homesick for equestria.. scott is a feminist as expected and scare-ah lives to see another day
cassis doing some tom and jerry stuff to accy OKAYY.. carolines mole uses its connections to caroline polachek proper (its attached to her face -_-) to get UNFAIR support from a stan. Nobody is surprised. BIGENDER TEAMUP from me and shaan.. I dont know how xe can bear to be around me after i STRANGLED ISA. TO DEATH. The oomfs are going hunting.. and then proxy takes my son hunting. I SURE HOPE NOTHING HAPPENS TO MY SON. & we mourn the loss of two souls. gone too soon.. gone too soon
night one
this broke my heart the fact that emilio is having trouble sleeping like EMILIOOO ): I LOVE YOU.. max doing everyone a favor by killing carolines mole BUT with the INCREDIBLY tragic loss of ELLIEEE.. mia and proxy chilling.. vi being an incredible chef and resourceful at that. is anyone surprised (smiles beautifully). the INSANE triple combo death of two incredible gay men and a beautiful and insane bigender. TRAGIC TRAGIC SHIT? Pavel spares the life of mr. flow3. Cassis has a little nap in a tree.. mariam having a mariam moment and ram REFUSING to allow it. mariam LIVES. ann like vi is very skilled in the kitchen and everyone claps and smiles. Me and that FUCKING spoon seem to have hit it off
day two and fallen tributes
emilio, accy & cassis are feeling adventurous asf.. me + olive + ram + sarah decide its time for food innit. AVIV PAVEL DEE AND MIA DIE. JUST LIKE THAT? THEY JUST DIE. THEY JSUT DIED? LIKE THAT. THEYRE DEAD NOW. LIKE BYE EVERYONE THEYRE JUST DEAD? i will mourn them. mariam and max are IN. THE TRENCHES. watch out please.. proxy and mr. flow3 are getting their battle tactics in
Rest in peace to these fucking legends. We lost so many in ONE FUCKING ROUND. so many incredible individuals just gone like that. Greyed out pavel kitten and slay sister callie is making me scream laughing. Scoot and paddington greyed out is like who are these two little scamps. Good lord. GOOD LORD.
night two
Ram is sick what the hell when did that happen. IM IN TEARS OVER MARIAM BEGGING ANOTHER PERSON TO KILL HER. LIKE GIRL I KNOW ITS THE HUNGER GAMES BUT IM IN TEARS RIGHT NOW CAN YOU STOP? & LIKE ASKING MY SON TOO?? trenches. cassis sabotages THE SAD FROWNER scare-ah (maybe its for the best..) A spoon climbs a tree. i would love to see that. mr flow3 and ann also climb trees.. Olive is so focking cold. Dogboy bonding.. theyre giving proxy more fucking explosives i swear to g-d. OK accy looking at the night sky did make me a bit emotional because like he IS an alien.. is he homesick too? im so sorry. they took your ufo away from you to put you in these sick and twisted games..
TO BE CONTINUED..
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For the matchup thing can I request one from Obey Me
Hobbies? I well I do acting, I write a lot, I like preparing outfits, social media, I shop a lot, getting into makeup and I suppose I want to get into music someday
My personality? I’m not to sure how I’d describe myself but I can be responsible, reliable. I can be cold and stoic in real life if I don’t trust someone (it takes me a while to warm up to someone) but once I have I can be a gremlin who I guess I’ve been described as kind and a natural caregiver. I’ve been told empathy is a gift I possess. I enjoy taking care of people
I’m also really keen on physical affection as I like to cuddle my friends. I tend to not like higher authority as well as I don’t like being told what to do and prefer to decide things myself.
I like: my hobbies im really passionate about them, people that I’m close to, caffeine, sleep, plushies, sweets, video games, anime just otaku stuff etc
I don’t like: insects
My love languages
Giving: physical touch, quality time
Receiving: physical touch, words of affirmation
My zodiac is Aquarius my mbti is INFJ
My aesthetic is basically dark academia, goth pink and stuff like that. To summarize it in a way that I’ve been described think Wednesday or something. Which I guess with how I act when I warm up to someone is really gap-moe lmao.
Make sure to drink water and take care of yourself and take your time on this:)
It seems to me you've captured the heart of
The Otaku Third-Born
Leviathan!
Ok, given your personality, this man may or may not find you to be a little intimidating from afar, but in a way he can't help but feel captivated by you. You're stoic and aloof at first glance, and if he's learned anything from his manga and from living with Lucifer and Satan, stoic people tend to have a hidden sweet/wholesome/goofy side.
And when you warm up to him and show him that side to you, He's absolutely head over heels. And your hobbies?? Levi would absolutely love cosplaying with you. Maybe even perform some silly little skits with you in cosplay.
And when you just want to just chill and cuddle him, he'll just put on a relaxing anime while he holds you, sometimes in is demon form with his tail wrapped around you for maximum comfort. Levi has been wanting this to happen for a while, and when you first ask to do it, he'd be a flustered mess. Not to worry, he'll get used to it, since in theory, he likes physical touch, and now he's confirmed that he likes it in practice also. Levi might not be the most eloquent with words in practice, but he'll still give you the words of affirmation you need
Levi also likes to rely on you. Empathy is a beautiful trait to have, and your respect for boundaries is something he deeply respects. There are times you need him to get out of being holed up in his room, so be prepared for that.
Overall, a happy relationship. One where you can both can grow together (Levi: we all love a good character arc. Or multiple if need be lol)
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