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lowkeyrobin · 8 months ago

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Mcyt bbut a Karen makes their S/O cry? :0

It's the readers first ever encounter with one in the wild and at first Y/N just,,, tries to ignore the woman/leave but the Karen does the usual of not letting em leave and then Y/N gets overwhelmed and starts crying?-

BAHAHHAAB I LOVE FUCKING WRITINF ABOUT KARENS I CANNOT LMFAOOOOOO ; thank you for the request lol ; I got a random strike of writers block halfway through and its very obvious I'm sorry

MCYT ; wild karen encounter

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, & foolish gamers

warnings ; language, iterations of homophobia/transphobia & fatphobia, Karen activity, reader is described as nonbinary

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TOMMYINNIT

you two went different ways while clothes shopping and you were looking at more fem/masc (whichever doesn't conform with your sex) clothing

you felt someone glaring daggers at you so you glanced up and saw some random ass woman staring at you, accompanied by her 13ish year old son

she started making remarks about how you shouldn't be looking at those clothes and it's not "modest" for a little young man/woman like you

like mf you're nonbinary huh

you try to ignore her, meanwhile her son looks SO uncomfortable and wants to very obviously leave

she starts recording you out of no where to call you slurs and the sons just like "mom stop" and of course she doesn't

you end up crying and trying to hide it while you defend yourself but you get quickly overstimulated and flustered

the yelling caught Tommy's attention so he quickly walks over like "woah, woah, woah, what's going on?"

and she starts SCREAMING at poor Tommy about you

he looks at you literally wiping your tears while she's STILL recording it and he just peacefully flames her ass

"it doesn't matter what the hell they wear, clothes don't have gender and I could care less about what my partner buys and wears and how they express themselves. go post that to Facebook and look like a fuckin' idiot."

he pulls you away to the changing rooms so you can talk in private and eventually try on the clothes you were looking for

while he was going that he got a hold of a nearby security officer and told them about the situation since you'd both been illegally recorded on the premises of the store

he didn't wanna press charges for you or anything but at least wanted the woman escorted out to look more like a dumbass, considering the security guard had to call the police because what she did was a crime

couple days later you found the video and bodycam footage of the woman being detained and arrested for resisting arrest and recording someone without consent on private property, which is marked as a felony where you live

live laugh love Tommy bc everyone in the video description was hyping him up and saying how bad they felt for you and even the son 🫶

RANBOO

dude you can't even go grocery shopping without people bitching about you guys

you were just trying to pick out some chips and this lady walks past with a scoff

ran quickly turns around like, "Sorry, can we help you?"

she quickly starts yelling about how you gay people are all going to hell and shit

ranboo quickly spits back but you get overstimulated and really take it to heart and you tear up a bit

the lady notices and points it out

she then follows you around the store, yelling at you and shit while they're on the phone dialing the non emergency police line because wtf is wrong w this lady???

before you're questioned and after she's detained, you guys stand alone and try to calm yourself down because you were just getting really stressed about it because wtf do you even do in that situation

gives you a big hug and reassures you that it's okay to cry

he's generally just proud of you in general for being able to hold yourself together for the most part

FREDDIE BADLINU

you two were going out for a little movie date, and dressed in tuxedos to watch Saw X

some dumbass dude was making snarky comments to his wife about you two considering you were holding hands while ordering snacks

Freddie turns around, having heard the guy talking about you thinking he dropped something "can I help you?" He asks in the nicest tone possible

the man and his wife both start making nasty comments about "this generation going to hell" and how you're brainwashing Freddie or something???

you almost immediately start crying because you're trying to ignore it and talk to the girl behind the counter filling your popcorn bucket who doesn't know what to do

she quickly pushes the security button under the counter because she can see your distress and how Freddie was just like stunned as he looked between the couple and you cause like wth

once they're escorted out you're the first in the theater so you guys sit there and talk it all out because you got really overwhelmed

he gives you a hug and reassures you that you did nothing wrong and you're gonna enjoy the movie

the dude had a warrant out for his arrest for not paying child support anyways L

NIKI NIHACHU

you two were out on a walk in a park holding hands and shit and passed this little family down by the creek

the mom just goes full fucking demon mode and starts recording you guys and shouting at you

niki quickly retaliated with a "leave us alone!" before walking off

you were visibly pretty shaken but she reassures you everything is okay and she probably wasn't even recording

she ends up finding the video a few days later

thankfully all the comments were supporting you two and flaming the lady's ass lmao

QUACKITY

you guys were out doing stuff (getting shit at home depot for quackitys new house and peojects) and some Karen was judging your abilities to handy-man basically

"actually, my partner is the best handyman I know! so shut the fuck up"

the Karen immediately goes to the front to get a manager or some shit

meanwhile yall quickly checkout and leave

while leaving you see her getting detained for resisting an officer with violence and threatening an officer 🥰

that becomes a story you tell at every single "family reunion" (meetup with friends)

he still boasts about yelling at someone like that

FOOLISH GAMERS

you guys were out getting snacks for a movie night with friends that were staying over

some Karen made a comment how you needed to go on a diet or some shit since you were the one carrying the basket full of unhealthy snacks

foolish quickly whips around and flames her ass

you just kinda stand there like "wtf"

foolish slings an arm around your shoulders and leads you away since she wouldn't stop blabbering and was threatening to call the cops for some reason

back in the car he reassures you that you do not need to go on a diet and you don't need to listen to the lady whatsoever

movie night was 10/10 you watched Barbie & roasted Saltburn bc that movie wasn't good like at all

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #tommyinnit x reader #quackity x reader #ranboo x reader #badlinu x reader #freddie badlinu x reader #niki nihachu x reader #nihachu x reader #foolish gamers x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader

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rowretro · 9 months ago

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𝕄𝔼𝕋𝔸𝕃 𝕄𝔼𝔼𝕋𝕊 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼

✧taglist✧: @baevsxii @nikisdubblchococake

✧warnings: Yandere themes, toxic themes, unhealthy love, mentions of blood, a little goofy w won

♡synopsis: Nishimura Riki. The Robot created by Yang Jungwon himself, a robot that is insanely human like, inside and out. No one could tell he was a robot. However, the Robot had possessed demonly powers, from Satan himself. So I guess you could see it's a half robot. Yang y/n, the younger sister of Jungwon finds herself stuck to this robot 24/7 no matter what she tried, he will always be by her because she's his muse, his world, his love, his obsession.

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Jungwon gasped seeing Riki carry inside the unconscious, somewhat bloodied body of his sister. "NI-KI BOT NO! HOW COULD YOU FUCKING KILL MY FUCKING SISTER?! HOW DO YOU CALL THIS LOVE?!!!" He exclaimed, mad as he searched for a weapon. "No no master Yang... she fainted. She saw me take the life of another human and fainted... nothing to worry about, I ran a body scan she was just stressed..." The robot male simply said as he softly laid her down.

Riki eyed her up and down, oh how peaceful she looked when sleeping. He cleaned himself up, taking a human shower. Even Jungwon was in utter shock seeing the robot act so human, not one bit effected by the water. Riki dried his hair as he glanced at Y/n. The girl still dressed in the bloodstained, sweaty clothes. Riki approached her unconscious figure. His hands making it's way to her shirt.

He slipped it off, Then her trousers, as he threw them in the laundry. "NI-KI bot. I need to run a test on- AH WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER... I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF A ROBOT IS ABLE TO MAKE A BABY, BBUT I KNOW MY SISTER CAN'T CARRY A CYBORG CREATURE INSIDE HER." Jungwon yelled as the robot ignored him, clean clothes at hand. "Do robots even have hormones?... hey I need to run a few tests on you so hurry up and don't hurt my sister." Jungwon warned.

The robot remained silent, carrying her to a very fancy, and wonderfully scented bath tub. "God fucksake what did I fucking create... who's the fucking mom- why does it have human parts-... did he steal someone's heart literally- what the fuck is fucking going on-" Jungwon mumbled to himself. Eventually, Y/n woke up. She was clean, dressed in one of her nightgowns and tucked into her bed comfortably. Maybe she was just having a nightmare?

The clothes in her laundry bag said otherwise. Y/n walked down the hallway and glanced into Jungwon's lab. Sitting there was Riki himself a few wires connected to him as Jungwon ran through a few things on a few computers. "It's fucking unbelievable... he's half Man half robot... practically- but that's impossible..." Jungwon mumbled as Y/n stood there, creeped out by the way Riki turned to her. "W-won... you're doing a really bad job as a brother... Either you're careless, irresponsible and shit at science, or you're so over protective to the point you wanted to make my future husband." Y/n said.

"Well... I don't know what you want me to do... if it was a robot completely- I can turn it off, dismantle it and melt it with acid or some shit..." Jungwon started as the robot turned it's head to Jungwon. "B-But- he's not just robot so I can't... a-also I think he's a great guy- he literally dressed you and didn't even hurt you or yknow... glaze your donut?" Jungwon added as y/n stared in shock, throwing her small teddy bear at him.

"OH MY GOD. BAD BROTHER BAD BAD BAD- FIRST YO U LET THAT MURDEROUS LAB RAT FREAK OF NATURE TOUCH ME AND YOU'RE LETTING HIM GET AWAY WITH THIS???" Y/n exclaims as Jungwon scratched his head. "Sis... I tried EVERYTHING. He's just impossible to get rid of trust me..." Jungwon added as Riki stared at him "HEY I'M TRYING TO SUPORT YOUR CASE HERE-" Jungwon yelled, raising his arms in defence.

"HIS CASE? HE IS MEANT TO BE JUST A HUMAN LOOKING LAPTOP." "OH MY GOD Y/N, NI-KI BOT LISTEN. I'M JUST TRYING TO CO EXSIST AND NOT GET MURDERRED. PLEASE." Jungwon finally yelled as y/n sighed. Riki got up when the wires were removed, his hand resting against the wall, his face leaning into hers. "So beautiful up close... Never seen something so beautiful, you can check my database for proof if u want." He simply said as Y/n rolled her eyes.

"You want to feel my kiss? boy you can't touch this." She simply said, her hand softly pushing his chest away. The robot found her cute, following her around everywhere, watching as she pours herself a glass of water, staring in the mirror, pouting and twirling her hair. Or even when she's just randomly working out, or making a snack. "Can you like stop staring?" she asked annoyed as he blinked. Riki then took a seat beside her. "Why don't you love me?" The robot asked as Y/n rolled her eyes. "NI-KI bot.... You're creepy, weird, a robot and in no world is it ever normal for a human to love a clunk of metal." She simply said.

"So you're saying, it isn't love because I can't shed blood for you?... It isn't love because when we kiss there won't be saliva?... Technology's improved darling... and My name is Riki do not call me NI-KI bot." He said, his voice going a whole octave deeper as he slit the skin on his arm, real blood dripping out the slit, the cut itself looking like a human's. "Now should we test with the kiss?" he asked his head tilted a little, as he stared intensely at her. "N-No NI-KI- I-I mean Riki.... you just stay here..." Y/n simply said as she ran off into her bedroom.

Y/n checked that he didn't follow her, and shut her room door. She made her way to her bedroom window, opening it as she looked down. The coast is clear. So she jumped, expecting to have a fairly painful landing that'll be less impactful by the bushes. However, her landing was a little softer. She found herself, staring directly into Riki's eyes as she was indeed in his arms. "Where we off to pretty baby?" The robot man asked, his eyes darkening as he carried her in.

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mamaestapa · 1 year ago

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The Party

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•series summary: : Y/n Hubbard, the younger sister of Cincinnati Bengals Defensive End Sam Hubbard, finds herself in a difficult situation after a steamy hookup with her brothers best friend, who just so happens to be the quarterback for the Bengals. In just nine months their lives will be changed forever. How will Y/n and Joe manage to to go through parenthood together? more so, how will Sam take the news he is going to be the uncle of his best friends baby?

•chapter summary: You attend the Bengals Christmas party and have a little too much fun. One thing leads to another and you find yourself in a steamy situation with the teams beloved quarterback…

•word count: IDK I think around 6k?

•warnings: SMUT (it’s actually kinda bad lol) unprotected sex, alcohol consumption, language, drunk people, another SMUT warning

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december 17, 2022

pre-hookup

"I’ll be, switchin the positions for you."

"Cookin’ in kitchen and I’m in the bedroom"

You belted out the lyrics to Positions by Ariana Grande as you put dishes away and did some much needed cleaning up in your kitchen. As you put a coffee cup away on the rack, you looked at the digital clock that sat on your wall. You knew you’d need to stop cleaning soon.

The clock read 3:45

You sighed, grabbing the last plate out of the dishwasher and drying it off. You figured you should start getting ready for the party now so that Sam wouldn't have to worry about the two of you, well more like just you being "late" to Zac’s. You are the queen of being fashionably late, but don't let Sam fool you, he is too. You can't even begin to talk about the amount of times he's been late to family get togethers because his "outfit didn't look right" or he "didn't know what to do with his hair". You swear sometimes men can be a lot worse than women in the “being fashionably late” department, good lord.

After being satisfied with how the kitchen looked for now, you decided to head to your bathroom and start getting ready for the party. You live in a one bed, one bathroom apartment in Cincinnati, Ohio. You shared an apartment with Morgan Mead,!Logan Wilson’s wife, for a while, but she never re-signed her lease so she could go live with Logan . Which you completely understood, they did just get married during the offseason. Now, living with friends is amazing,bbut sometimes it's nice to have a space all to yourself.

You walked into your grey and pink themed room and connected your phone to the bluetooth speaker sitting on the bedside table. You clicked shuffle on your playlist titled "the no skip zone". You smiled as you heard the beginning tunes to Gimme More by Britney Spears. You were more than satisfied with the song selection, so you set your phone directly em next to the speaker. You walked over to your walk in closet on the other side of your bedroom and you began to look through your clothes. You were hoping to find the red dress you planned on wearing, but you couldn’t seem to find it. It was bright red in color and form fitting with a cutout in the middle, the straps crossing over your chest to show off your cleavage. You tossed some rompers to the side, your eye’s lighting up as you saw the signature bright red color of the dress.

"Ah ha!" you smiled triumphantly. "I found it."

You carefully pulled the red fabric off the hanger and made your way to the bathroom to change. After you slipped the skin tight dress on, you moved onto styling your hair and doing your makeup. You didn't do anything too crazy and over the top, since it’s only a work Christmas party afterall. You decided on giving yourself a simple blowout. It didn't take you too long to do you hair, as you’re basically a pro at styling your hair now. Hey, what can you say? You’re a girl who loves anything to do with beauty—especially hair and makeup. Speaking of makeup, you decided to go with a more natural look for the tonight. You put on your favorite light pink blush, some false lashes, a little bit of contour and highlight on your cheekbones, and last but not least, your favorite lip plumper to finish off the look. Once you finished your makeup, you decided to put your mint chapstick into your small clutch bag.

It is a Christmas party, so you know what that means? There will be mistletoe...and if there's mistletoe, that means there's bound to be some kissing tonight. So you have to keep your lips nice and soft, because you never know who you might snog under mistletoe.

You’re just kidding, of course.

Once you were satisfied with your appearance, you took a few selfies in the bathroom mirror and posted your favorite one to your Instagram story. You captioned it: “Merry Christmas ya filthy animals❤️" Home Alone was one of your favorite movies. You turned the bathroom light off and headed back to your bedroom to grab your favorite pair of black heels. You glanced at your phone to make sure you were good on time, which you were because Sam would be at your place in about ten minutes. Well, ten minutes if he's ready on time, which you highly doubt he is. You walked over to the body mirror in the corner of your room, taking in your appearance one last time and doing any last minute fixes to your hair, makeup, and outfit. As you grabbed your clutch bag from your bedside table, you heard a knock at your front door. Wow, Sam is actually on time? That’s a first. You thought to yourself.

"Coming!" you yelled out, quickly making your way to the door to let Sam in. You brushed a piece of hair out of your face, and opened the door. You were then greeted by the face of your brother.

"Hey Y/n, you ready?" he asked, putting his hands in his pockets. Sam was wearing khakis and a Black polo. Not his nicest attire, but he was definitely more dressed up than usual.

You smiled, "Yep! Just let me go grab my phone real quick, then we can go."

"Alright. Please hurry, sis." He said, chuckling sarcastically.

You rolled your eyes, giving him your best RBF, "Yeah because it's going to take me forever to find my phone." Shaking your head, you left to go grab your phone off of your nightstand, while also turning the bluetooth speaker off in the process. You looked in your body mirror one last before heading back out to the kitchen.

Sam tightly smiled, "You ready to go now? Or do you need to check yourself out one more time?”

"Sam, I swear,” you began, "if you don't shut up, I’m not going."

He laughed, "Yeah, whatever.“ He rolled his eyes, walking out of the apartment, with you following behind him.

After you were both out of the apartment, you locked the front door securely and but your key back in your wallet. You walked down the hall down a short flight of steps, and out the main doors to Sam’s car. He got in the drivers side, while you made your way to the passenger side. Once you both heard the click of your seatbelts, Sam pulled out of the parking space.

~time skip~

About fifteen minutes later, you pulled up to Zac’s house. Okay, screw house, it was more like a mansion.

“Can I take my acceptance back?” You asked, raising an eyebrow as you surveyed the front lawn of the Taylor residence.

Sam laughed, "Nope. The guys would be pissed if I didn't bring their favorite social media manager."

You rolled your eyes, "Okay Sam, whatever you say,” you smirked playfully, “We don't want any pissed off boys now do we?"

Sam just laughed and turned the car off. He looked in his rear view mirror and ran his hands through his short hair. After he was satisfied with how he looked, he unlocked the car doors and stepped out onto the pavement. You stepped out of the car right as he did, your heels clicking on the concrete drive way. You took in the outside of the house once again, your eyes going wide. It had been a while since you’ve been at Zac’s house. Since the last time you were here he had made many new outside renovations. It made you wonder how different the inside looked now. You followed Sam up a few stairs and into the house. As the door opened, the smell of sweat, alcohol, and the sound of music greeted the two of you.

"We’re here!" Sam yelled, waltzing into the house.

"Aye, what's up man?" Ja’Marr Chase said, walking up to Sam and pulling him into that “bro hug” that all men do.

Ja’Marr turned to you, smiling. "Well if it isn't my favorite Hubbard sibling? How you doin’ girl?"

You smiled, pulling Ja’Marr into a quick hug. "I’m good! How about you ‘Marr?”

He chuckled, "Can’t complain."

"Hey Y/n!" You heard someone yell. You looked to see who called your name.

You smiled widely, seeing another Bengals wide receiver, one of the sweetest guys you know, Tee Higgins.

"Tee!" you yelled, "running" over to him. It was more like a little shuffle/trot mix. You didn’t want to trip and fall in front of everybody, that would be so embarrassing.

Tee picked you up and twirled you around, making a giggle escape from your lips. Tee is your best friend from the team. Well, him and Ja’Marr of course. Tee however, has been a close friend of yours since your first day working with the Bengals. You had gotten lost on hour first game day at Paycor—which was still Paul Brown stadium at the time. It’s such a huge stadium, and you had never been there before, so it makes sense why you would get lost easily. Luckily, Tee had noticed that you were lost and he helped you find your way around the stadium. Since then, the two of you have been best friends.

Tee put you back down on the ground and pulled away, giggling as you asked, “How are you?"

He grinned, “I’m great! Better now that my best friend is here though."

"Awe, thanks Tee. I could say the same about you." you said with a smile.

"Of course. I gotta go talk to some other guys, but it was great seeing you, babe." Tee said, reaching out to softly touch your arm.

"Okay, sounds good. It was great seeing you too! I’ll see you later though, don't worry." You said, blowing him a playful kiss.

You and Tee shared these gestures often with each other. It was never in a 'flirtatious' way though, just friendly.

As Tee walked away from you, you looked around to see who else was here. Ja’Marr and Sam were over in a corner laughing, beers in their hands. Tee went to talk to a group of some defensive players. Tyler Boyd, Joe Mixon, and Logan Wilson were in another part of the room, laughing wildly about something. Your eyes scanned over to the open bar, where coach Zac Taylor stood, talking to few other players. He noticed you starting to walk in his direction, so he smiled and waved at you.

"Hey Y/n, glad you could make it!" He happily smiled, pulling you into a side hug.

You hugged back, smiling. "Hey coach, thanks for letting Sam bring me.”

He nodded, "Of course, it was no problem. It wouldn't be a party without you. Do you want a drink?"

"Sure!” you nodded. A playful smirk pulled at your lips as you said, “as long as you're the bartender. I’m not sure if I trust this guy." You chuckled, patting Evan McPherson on the back.

He chuckled, "Thanks Y/n, I wouldn't trust me either."

Zac laughed, "Yeah, honestly I wouldn't trust him either,” he pay Evan on the back, “just kidding Mcpherson, I love you man."

You chuckled to yourself. Either this is what Coach Taylor is actually like outside of the stress that comes with coaching an NFL team, or he's had a lot of booze.

"What can I get you Y/n?" Zac asked, placing his palms flat on the bar counter as his lips formed a straight line, awaiting your answer.

"Got any wine? I could use a couple glasses of red."

"On it, m'lady." he said, getting a wine glass down from the rack and filling it almost to the top. He handed you the glass, "there you go, enjoy."

You smiled, reaching for the glass, “Thanks coach."

You took a big swig of the bitter, red liquid. Hey, it's been a long week, and you could really use the wine. Maybe Sam was right, you really did need to let loose—and this party would be the perfect way to do that.

You turned to Zac, "Your house looks really nice by the way, the decorations look great!"

He grinned, putting his hands on his hip. "Thanks! Sarah and I had a fun time getting all of these up last minute."

Evan laughed, "Gosh coach, I didn't know you enjoyed putting Christmas decorations up."

Zac shrugged, "Hey, when your wife offers a good time between the sheets, you'll do anything."

Yours and Evans eyes widened at Zac’s words. You brought the wine glass back up to your lips, taking a another swig. Damn, I didn't think I would ever hear that come out of Zac Taylor’s mouth. You thought to yourself.

You let out a little laugh, "Oh lord...thanks again for the drink Zac, and for letting me come to the party, I appreciate it!"

He raised his beer bottle, which was probably his 6th one of the night already. “Any time, Miss. Hubbard. See you Monday!"

You waved, goodbye to both Zac and Evan. “See you monday! Bye Evan."

Evan waved, "See ya Y/n."

You took another sip of your wine, scanning the room once again. As you were looking around at the room full of football players, you made direct eye contact with the handsome quarterback of the team: Joe Burrow. Your breath hitched as you swallowed nervously. Every time you had any sort of interaction with Joe, the butterflies started to majorly flutter. There was just something about the tall, pale blue eyed, dirty blonde haired, kind soul of a quarterback he is that made your heart flutter. You’d never admit it out loud, but he really makes you weak in the knees. Which, by the way, would really bother Sam if he found out about the effect Joe Burrow has on you.

Sam and Joe are best friends. They have been friends since college when both of them met at Ohio State University. Even through Joe’s transfer to LSU the two still were inseparable. Their friendship is so strong that you think it’s safe to assume they see each other as brothers. That’s why you could never let Sam find out about your secret attraction to Joe.

You took another swig of your liquid courage, (which was already making you slightly tipsy) and made your way over to say hello to Joe. You greeted him with a soft smile. He smiled back, waving slightly at you.

"Hey Joe, how are you?" You asked once you got close enough to where he could clearly hear you over the commotion of the party.

Joe pulled you into a hug, leaning down slightly as his arms draped tightly over your waist. You snakes your arms around his neck.

"I’m pretty good, how about yourself?"

You slightly blushed at the contact. "I’m good too, thank you." you said, starting to get flustered. The two of you pulled away and you cringed at the feeling of your sweaty palms.

Joe raised an eyebrow at you, taking a swig of his beer. "So, Sam convinced you to come, huh?"

You chuckled, finishing off the rest of you wine. "Yeah, he uh, he did. It took a little convincing, but I’m glad I agreed to come."

Joe’s mouth quirked up in a small smirk, “I’m glad you did too,” after the words left his mouth he looked down, a shade of pink tinting his defined cheeks. Either Joe was nervous, or he was just warm. It was pretty hot in here, honestly…

"Hey,” Joe cleared his throat, causing you to snap out of your thoughts, “I could use another drink, what about you?" he asked. He must have noticed your empty wine glass that was in your hand.

You smiled, tucking your right side of your hair behind your ear. "Yeah, actually, I could."

Joe chuckled awkwardly, "Heh, me too. Shall we?" he asked, holding out his arm for you. You wrapped your arm in his as he lead you back to the open bar.

You and Joe are actually friends. Not as good of friends as you and Tee are, or even Ja’Marr, but you’re still great friends. You’ve known him since you were 17 years old from him and Sam being friends. Granted, you were never really close with him like Sam is, but you’ve still known him for a long time. Joe is also one of the players you barely ever get to see while you’re at work. Most of the time you’re taking pictures, videos, or collecting information from the receivers or the defensive players—not the quarterbacks. During a typical work day, you’re lucky to even interact with Joe at all. He’s usually busy conversing with coaches about plays, techniques, and ways he can be better. However, on the rare occasions that you do see him, they're some of the highlights of your day. Plus, you just think he's really sweet...and really hot too. But you have to keep things professional. Besides, Joe is probably unaware of any of your feelings towards him, which by the way there are none. Okay fine, maybe there's some slight feelings, but that's all. Deep down you’ve always had a little crush on Joe. But he's your brothers best friend, and for the sake of their friendship, you know you can't get between that.

You followed Joe over to the open bar to fill up your drinks. As you walked through the crowds of players, Joe kept his arm linked with yours the whole time. When the two of you neared the bar, you could see Coach Taylor behind the counter pouring more drinks. Once you reached the bar, Joe put his glass down, as you did the same with yours.

Zac looked up from the shot of whisky he was pouring for himself. He smiled, the look on his face making it obvious that he was very tipsy, “Ah, Joe. What can I get for you?"

"I’ll take another Mojito please, sir."

Zac snapped and pointed at Joe. "You got it, dude."

Okay he was definitely drunk now. You giggled at Zacs little gesture. Joe turned to you, chuckling as he asked, "what?"

You shook your head, "nothing..." You got on your tip toes to whisper in his ear. Even in heels Joe was still quite a few inches taller than you, “your coach is definitely going to be blackout drunk by the end of tonight.."

Joe let out a laugh, his eyes crinkling up as he smiled, “I wish I could say you're wrong, but..."

"WOO! Almost dropped that one, oh shit-." Zac yelped from behind the counter after he dropped a beer bottle onto the floor.

Joe pursed his lip, and looked away from the scene in front of him while you just grimaced. You both, however, were trying to hide your laughter. Zac turned back to you, a drunk smile on his face as he held out a beer bottle for Joe. Joe didn’t ask for a beer, but he took the drink from his coach anyways.

"There you go, big guy. Sorry about that!"

Joe grabbed the beer, "Thanks coach. Hey, uh, how many drinks have you had..?"

Zac scoffed, "Pfftt, like five or six beers? Maybe a couple shots of whiskey here and there..."

Your eyes widened, "Dang..."

Zac turned to you, just now acknowledging your presence, “Kate!"

"Y/n." you corrected him. You tried and your best to suppress a giggle from coming out of your mouth. Kate is the other social media for the Bengals.

"Y/n!” he corrected himself, “what can I get for you?"

"I’ll have another full glass of red and how about two tequila on the rocks please."

Zac winked, "Ah tequila. My type, and Burrows type of woman too."

Joe rubbed his neck awkwardly, a blush rising to his cheeks. "He,!he's just drunk,” he said as he gestured to his coach, “I don't know what he's saying. I don't even think he knows what he's saying."

You laughed, your cheeks growing red, “It’s alright Joe, don't worry." you paused before whisper yelling up to him, "And I agree. I don't think he knows what he's saying either.”

Joe chuckled and took a swig of his beer.

"Here you," Zac hiccuped, "Go. Red wine and tequila for the lady,” he hiccuped again. "geez that's going to get annoying really quick..." he said from under his breath.

Joe put his hand up in a waving motion, “Take it easy, okay coach?“

You waved goodbye to Zac and handed Joe one of the tequilas. "Merry Christmas." you said, smiling sweetly.

He grabbed the tequila, thanking you with a soft smile.

"BYE GUYS!” Zac yelled out, making your eyes widen, “don't get too drunk, or else there’s going to be hookups, and those hookups can sometimes make babies, and no buns need to go into any ovens, not in my house at least.." Zac said, slurring his words here and there as he spoke nonsense.

Joe grabbed your waist and led the two of you away from a rambling Coach Taylor. He led you into an empty corner in Zac’s large game room. As soon as you reached the room, the two of you burst into laughter.

"Oh my god, he just kept on going,” Joe laughed.

"BYE GUYS! don't get too drunk, or else there will be hookups!" you laughed, imitating a drunk Zac.

You and Joe were to a point where you were crying from all the laughing you were doing. Had the two of you been sober, you probably wouldn't be laughing that hard at the situation. But since your systems were full of alcohol, it was the funniest thing both of you have heard all damn day. You and Joe finished off your tequilas and other alcoholic beverages while you conversed about whatever your drunk minds thought of on the spot. After finishing off your wine, you let out an annoyed sigh, obviously very drunk now.

You looked up at Joe and bit your bottom lip. "Hey.”you said, a little tipsiness laced in your voice. Joe looked up at you, his blue eyes drooping slightly, “Yeah?"

You moved closer to him and grabbed his hand, "Let’s go dance..."

Joe smirked and put a muscular arm around your waist. "Alright babe, sounds good to me."

You were way too drunk to even register that Joe had called you babe. Honestly, if anything, his actions and words just made you horny. Some people are sad drunks, crazy drunks, angry drunks, but you? You’re a horny and bubbly drunk. Hopefully Joe hasn't noticed the horny part of it yet...but you know he's definitely noticed the bubbly drunk side of you. You led Joe out to the middle of Zac’s living room. A bunch of the guys were crazily dancing with each other and the plus ones they brought. You looked around, seeing that Sam was no where in sight. As soon as you stopped in a spot for you and Joe to dance, the song No Hands by Waka Flocka started playing.

You jumped excitedly, “I love this song!”

As the lyrics started, a wave of drunken confidence hit you. You got close up to Joe and started grinding on him as the two of you threw your hands up in the air. Joe bit his lip, putting his hands gently on your waist as you grinded along to the beat. As you continued dancing all over Joe, you could feel the warmth radiating off of him. he threw his head back slightly, groaning. "Fuck..."

You bit your lip and moved yourself off him, but still continuing to dance. You started to sway your hips, and of course shake some ass to get him even more hot and bothered— which totally worked. You glanced around the room, making sure no one, especially Sam, could see you grinding on their beloved quarterback. You knew if anyone saw, you would never hear the end of it. Plus, you could lose your job for being unprofessional. But let’s face it, you shouldn't be too worried about that because even Zac Taylor was getting down to the music too. You soon noticed that everyone was too drunk and too focused on doing their own thing to even notice you and Joe, or even anyone else for that matter. You continued to do my your thing, your own thing being grinding on Joe.

The song changed to The Way I Are by Timbaland. Joe had the biggest smirk on his face, his breathing growing heavy as he watched you continue to work your magic on the “dance floor”.

"Oh god dayum!" you heard Ja’Marr yell as he approached you and Joe. Your movements against Joe came to a halt. You started laughing as Ja’Marr wiggled his eyebrows at you. You just laughed as Ja’Marr walked away to leave you and Joe alone. As the song came to an end, Joe pulled you out of the crowd of his teammates and led you to a less crowded place. He leaned down and moved your hair away from your ear.

"We need to talk. What do you say we get out of here, and go somewhere more private...please?"

You giggled. Of course he added please to the end. Even when Joe was drunk, and very much turned on he was still polite.

You looked up at him, smirking slightly. "Sure. My place or yours?"

He wrapped an arm around your waist, leaning down. His hot breath hit tickled your neck as he spoke, “Mine works. I live just down the road and...” he glanced down, “the sooner we take care of this issue the better.”

Your breath hitched as shivers went down your spine. You are definitely getting lucky tonight…

You glanced up at Joe. His chiseled jaw was clenched and his baby blues full of lust. You took your gaze away from his jawline when you noticed what was above the two of you, “Hey...look up."

Joe furrowed his brows. "Huh?"

You pointed up at the doorway. "Mistletoe," he smiled, "you know what that means?"

"I don't think so, the alcohol is really clouding my knowledge.." you joked. Of course you knew what mistletoe meant. However, you weren’t wrong about the alcohol clouding your brain, that part was very true.

Joe reached out and gently cupped your cheek, “Then why don't I just remind you?"

You pulled your head back, “Hold up, are we about to kiss right now?" you asked, a sly smile plastered on your face. You were so drunk right now…

A smile tugged at Joe’s pink lips. He leaned down, and captured your lips in a kiss. You were taken aback at first, but you of course kissed back. This is just the alcohol talking. You remind yourself. But oh did it feel amazing to be kissing the Joe Burrow. You and Joe pulled away, both of our breaths were heavy. He leaned down, his veiny hand ran up your hip and torso before it settled on the side of your left ribcage. He brought his lips to your ear.

"Stay here, I’ll be right back..." he purred.

You shivered from the sudden wave of arousal that took over your body. You involuntarily bit your lip before saying, “Joe, please hurry. I don't know how much longer I can wait."

He winked, "You and me both, sweets."

With that, he walked out of your sight. You assumed he went to say goodbye to coaches and his teammates, and of course, thank Zac for putting the party together. You should've said your goodbyes too, but your mind was too occupied on other issues anyways. You heard your phone ding. Looking down at the screen, you saw that you received a text from Sam.

Sam- Hey Y/n. I thought I’d let you know I just left Zac’s. Emma called and said she wanted to see me...😏

You rolled your eyes at your brothers text. Snickering at his message. You read the rest:

Sam- Anyways, thanks for coming tonight. I’m assuming you're having a great time since I couldn't find you before I left lol. Don’t party too hard Y/n/n, the hangovers after Zac’s parties are never fun. Also, I’m sure Tee or Ja’Marr will be happy to take you home when it's over, but if you need me to come get you, just let me know.

You smiled and replied back to his text.

You- Hey Sammy! Thanks for letting me know, have fun with Em😉 but yeah, I’m having a great time. Thank you again for convincing me to come. This party is a BLAST, like seriously. i got the ride thing covered, but thank you! see ya monday Sam:)

You hit send and re-read the message. You did sound a little drunk, so you decided to send another text to him.

You-also, i'm like SUPERR drunk so like if my messages come off a little weird, you know why lolol🤪

After hitting send again, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. You jumped at the contact, but relaxed once you realized it was just Joe.

"You scared me!"

Joe smirked, "Oh really? Didn’t notice."

You giggled as you leaned against his hard chest. You could feel the alcohol really hitting my system now. Tequila always makes you super drunk, it never fails.

Joe cleared his throat, "I said my goodbyes to everyone, and told them you left with Sam, soooo..." he trailed off, "I’m ready whenever you are, sweetheart.”

"Mmm," you hummed, "Joe, you have no idea what you calling me sweetheart is doing to me right now...I’m so ready to get out of here."

He scooped you up in his arms and rested his forehead against yours. "you and me both...sweetheart."

You threw your head back, letting our a groan as Joe chuckled in amusement. Oh how his drunken state absolutely loved seeing the effect he has on you.

"Awe, don't do that yet,” he whispered in your ear, “save some for the bedroom."

You bit your lip and jumped out of his arms. You ran over to the front door, quickly opening it. You and Joe quickly got out of the house and made your way down the steps. As you left, you could hear the booming vibration of the loud music from outside the Taylor’s house. Grabbing your hand, Joe quickly led You to his benz. He opened the passenger door for you.

"After you,m'lady." He said, gesturing for you to get in.

You curtsied, "Thank you, sir."

Oh you both were so drunk…

You quickly sat down on the seat, immediately feeling wetness beneath you. You jumped slightly at the feeling between your thighs as Joe got in his seat and buckled his seatbelt. After pulling out of Zac’s driveway, Joe rested his hand on your upper thigh, trailing a finger up your thigh and under your dress, starting to tease you.

You let out a moan, already looking forward to the events that would be coming so soon.

Joe glanced at you, "Just you wait, in five minutes, i'll be doing a lot more than that."

~time skip~

"Jump." Joe said huskily as soon as the two of you walked in through his front door. You did as he said, jumping up so you were straddling his hips. His hands roamed your back as the two of you made out, passionately. Every once in a while you’d pull away, both of you leaving a trail of hickeys down one another's neck.

You moaned as he kissed that sweet spot on your neck. Joe gently put you down on the ground for a second, before picking you up bridal style. He walked up the flight of stairs so you could continue in the bedroom. As he carried you into the bedroom, a few articles of clothing had already made their way off of the two of you. His blazer was one, while your panties, well those made their way off your body a long time ago. Joe pushed you into the doorway, your bodies moving in sync as you made your way to his bed. The two of you hastily undressed eachother, urgency evident in your touches as there was no time for foreplay. You were both so impatient to get the fun started. You ripped Joes dress shirt off his broad, but lanky build. Your eyes trailed down his body, taking in his firm chest and muscular biceps with veins traveling down each arm. Joe wasn’t exactly ripped, but his abdomen was toned and his hips were a wonderful sight, just like those bulging thighs. Joe was absolutely perfect in your eyes.

As you took in his appearance, he began to slowly unzip your dress. Teasing you as he grazed his long fingers along the skin of your bare back. You hung your head, trying to suppress a moan from escaping from your pursed lips. Joe pulled the dress down your body, leaving you in just a strapless, red-laced bralette—which Joe had unclipped in the process of taking your dress off. Realizing that you didn't have any undergarments on anymore, your hands instinctively wrapped around your body. Joe’s expression softened as he saw you try to cover yourself from him.

"Oh Y/n,” he smiled softly, “there no need to hide from me, sweetheart. You are perfect." he cooed, pushing you gently down onto the bed and hovering his larger frame over you. You blushed, feeling so vulnerable, yet so good at the same time. Joe had a way with his words. He could be so sweet and humble one minute, but so dirty and dripping with confidence the next. What a man…

Joe gently moved your arms away from your body, taking in your figure beneath him. He sucked in a breath before he began to leave a trail of kisses down your body. Every time his soft lips came into contact with your smooth skin, it sent a wave of shivers down your entire body. As he kissed about every inch of your body, you scratched at his back, moaning with pleasure anytime he hit that sweet spot.

"Mmm..." You breathed out. Joe’s head made its way down to your area. He started to kiss your inner thigh, making sure he teased you just enough before coming up and to kiss your lips instead. His tongue begged for entrance and fought for dominance against yours. Of course, he ultimately "won" that fight. Joe pulled his pants down in one swift motion, leaving him in just his underwear. A very evident bulge had formed. You filled nervously as this all became clear to you. You are about to hook up with your brothers best friend. You’re OK Y/n. You can do this. You can do him. Just breathe. It’s not like this means anything to either of you. You’re both super drunk that you don’t even realize what you’re doing…you mentally remind yourself. There was no talking yourself out of this one, especially with the current state you’re in. It’s clear that you and Joe both want this.

Joe pulled his underwear down and threw it to the floor beside him, leaving him in nothing. Absolutely nothing at all. Your breath hitched as you eyed his cock, eyes growing darker with lust. They don’t call him “Big Dick Joe” for nothing…

Joe got back on the bed, hovering over you as he got ready to thrust himself into you.

"are you ready?" he asked, making sure you were comfortable. Even though Joe spoke in a soft tone, you could tell from his lustful eyes that he was more than ready to take you right there on his bed.

“Yes,” you nodded, “Please Joe, I need you inside of me.."you whined, barely able to keep your words from coming out in a moan. Joe smirked and grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers with yours as he pushed you up against the headboard of his bed. He lined himself up with your entrance, thrusting into you repeatedly. He buried his face in your neck as you threw your head back, whimpering from the pleasure you were feeling from Joe’s rough movements. The sounds of Joe’s grunts and your whimpers filled the room, along with the sound of skin hitting skin.

“You feel so good,” Joe grunted, “Gonna make you cum so hard you won’t be able to walk.” He all but groaned out as his thrusts picked up in pace, causing your eyes rolled to the back of your head in pleasure. You threw your head back as complete bliss took over you. You arched your back and moaned like there was no tomorrow as the two of you reached your climax at the same time.

There’s no going back now…

hey loves!!

this chapter was so long omg lol. i’m already having so much fun re-writing this series! i forgot a lot of what i wrote, so it’s so much fun going back and seeing all the stuff i forgot i wrote

i apologize for the bad smut btw, i tried lol. i feel like i just can’t write it very well, but i wanted to include it for this story. if it’s cringy just LOOK AWAY and keep scrolling lmao

i hope you’re all enjoying this story so far! it’s different from welcome to the jungle, that’s for sure. but i still think you will all enjoy this one ;)

as always, thank you for reading!🤍

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#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow x you #joe burrow smut #daddy issues

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mrghostrat · 8 months ago

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This isn’t really a question for you but to the other anons who say they “hate aus but love yours” and I kind of want to know why? I also LOVE your AUs and it’s not an insult to say they both (streamer/bnf) push the limits of the canon characters to almost breaking point. They’re really their own characters and it’s a good thing. But if you’re someone who hates aus I’m surprised they would go for the extremes? Have they just not given aus the chance? I think in their rush to praise you they’re unintentionally punching down on other aus. bBut if they like yours so much there’s so many other possibilities they could also love if they give aus a chance

i get it tbh! and i don’t think it’s inherently insulting to other AUs, because it’s not a matter of quality, it’s a matter of preference.

for some ppl, the characters’ roles as angel & demon and the STAKES that come with that, are so integral to their characterisation, and a key part of what makes their pining & their personalities recognisable. what they’ve been through, fighting the apocalypse and sneaking around under the noses of literal heaven and hell have formed them as people*, and their relationship, to an incomparible degree. and 6,000 years hits very different than a human lifespan.

it’s valid to prefer the setting that turned the characters into who they are. that’s the crowley and aziraphale we all love, after all. i love canon compliant or divergent fics, but for me, i just get restless reading such a narrow selection of plots and feelings, and have always loved the open-endness of AUs (in every fandom).

the other problem with AUs is that, by taking them out of their primary roles, it’s a lot easier for writers to tangent and drift away from accurate characterisation. without the tether of canon roles and settings and past decisions, you can very easily forget what makes them Them.

there are plenty of readers who consume fan fic because they want more stories about the characters AND the story/setting/context they’ve grown to love on the screen/page. i daresay most of them lol! i personally love characters more than anything, and like finding ways to tie their canon personalities and decisions into new settings, to see how they would approach human problems. but i understand feeling like crowley and aziraphale are only crowley and aziraphale when they’re in the universe that made them who they are now.

this isn’t to say that every other AU is badly written or unenjoyable. it’s just that it’s harder to get it right, which can be off putting for readers who value that to try and scour through the archive for something to read; and even when they are characterised well, it doesn’t change the fact that people who prefer canon simply don’t enjoy tearing them away from it. those people likely enjoy mine because i try very very hard to NOT make them their own characters, i want to change the setting and the stakes but i’m gandalf pouring over scrolls and documents trying to get every nuance of characterisation right, despite how Out Of Left Field the initial concept might seem. and so i’m lucky they’ve decided to give me a chance, be it from my art, my writing style, the snippets i share, or all the wonderful people who’ve recommended me.

source: i prefer human AUs and @thewolveswolf prefers canon compliant and we’ve had this discussion on the daily LMAO

#ask a rat #good omens #ugh pleeeease don’t be a controversial take #i’ve tried so hard to word this well #tldr everyone’s preferences are their own and no one’s insulting other writers

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rjschoicesstuff · 9 days ago

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For Ripley: 🍷🤡📱🧸🧑‍🍼🐾

Thank uuu!!

🍷- How do they feel about alcohol?

She's gotten drunk once and from that experience learned that she's a giant lightweight and will act like a total fool + get really sick + hangovers suck. But.. she would do it again.. but she set the rule for herself that she needs to be with people that she trusts + can babysit her + she wouldn't mind embarassing herself around.

She also decided to wait til she's 21 for the next time cuz it prompted a whole talk with her mom who was not happy with her lol. I think she's at some point gonna get wasted again during one of her 'fuck im gonna be 19 forever'-breakdowns and be glad that vampires can't die of alchohol poisoning afterwards.

🤡 - What’s something dumb they’re embarrassed about?

Ripley has oc's LMAO but no one can see!!! No one!!!!! NO ONE!!

Except they have already been seen

(It's mostly lesbian werewolves who do streetracing + since becoming a vampire she also has a new werewolf oc who got recently turned and has to come to terms with her new life and the fact that she killed someone during a full moon, shes totally not projecting guys.)

📱 - What social media do they use the most?

Snapchat probably, just sending annoying videos to everyone n stuff

🧸 - Do they have any stuffed animals? If so, are they decorative or do they sleep with them?

She kept her childhood stuffed toys but they're all packed away in boxes, she dislikes having anything on her bed especially. Tho I can see her having 1 or 2 weird dolls for decoration or something.

🧑‍🍼 - How do they feel about kids?

She loves kids, she used to babysit for 2 families for some extra money before she moved, but she'd even have done it for free lol. I think she has rly strong feelings about how kids should be treated (like I mean respecting them, not talking down to them, treating them like actual human beings and individuals etc.) I think kids also just rly like her lol.

She's rly torn up that she's never going to have kids or experience pregnancy and stuff, like she knows that even if she'd stayed human maybe it wouldn't have happened, but now it's just so definitive u know. And it's really bittersweet when any of her human friends have kids because she loves them but she knows shes gonna abruptly have to be out of their lives at some point (with vampires faking their death and all that) and will have to watch them grow up from a distance from there on. I can also see her becoming a teacher or just working with kids in some way in one of her future lives.

🐾 - Do they have any pets?

She has a crusty white dog named Bram Stoker, that she always refers to as her little brother and ppl get confused as hell lmao 😭 (he's the dog in tht pic I put in this post)

And in the future Gabriela is gonna surprise her with a kitten that she names Wolf. I posted abt him here haha

They'll prob have more pets after that bbut those are the ones I know for sure hahah

#mc: ripley reese

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single-malt-scotch · 11 months ago

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i have watched bdubs and scar and so im gonna talk abt SL again like i did before. obvs spoilers!

i keep my posts pretty meta/only about the game, its mechanics, balance etc so i have no bias on players own actions. but i do want to talk about players and the final moments for a minute here!

obvs i like bdubs a lot and hes been very good at getting to almost the finals in all the series. hope ppl realize that more. if he had more hearts like scar did im sure he could of have gotten further too. etho's ep isnt out but i saw him die in scar's and scar's ep was wild for sure. i mean damn, there was hardly a way etho could have escaped scar when he landed right on top of him, insane. obvs i dont have a view on the others i havent watched but it was interesting to see how they ganged up in this series for the end. scar winning made me happy too, hes a really good player!!

bbut onto the gameplay. i dont wanna repeat myself so im kinda using this as an overall conclusion + specific thoughts about the finale.

its been established clearly that mods assign specific tasks to people at times. and the warden/wither + bogey were not something i enjoyed. this season felt way too "directed" as it went on... and i also think the tasks ability to grant you so much good stuff (a LOT of hearts) is what kept everyone out of being red so easily! which is probably why they did the bogey zombies. which is really just poor balance that no one clearly tested (i recall grian implying before that they dont really test anything but dont quote me on that). maybe a way to have improved that would have been reds were the only ones to gain hearts, and yellow/greens could not. i knew from the start that the heart giving mechanics this season were kind of pointless or overpowered. gifting one heart? really...? that doesnt add up to much of anything in the long run imo unless you manage to get hearts from multiple people. and then on top of that you get hearts back from the secret keeper too. i would have loved if this season was simply "no regen and thats it!" like a sorta UHC deal where you only can heal with specific items (and not 30 hearts prob? bc i understand the tasks were kind of a way to possibly make them die).

on big forced tasks it only made sense with this episode, since everyone is red, so i dont mind that. but again.... they had to force this to happen which is annoying to me. also in terms of balance i really wished they bring back strict rules on enchantments because that also gets frustrating to watch. but perhaps i just like fairness in combat due to watching so much UHC, which also is a death game.

the other issues i had were with reds and red tasks. as pointed out they forced reds in the previous sessions but no one had any time to do red tasks?? and admittedly it was kind of boring bc people couldnt interact about it without failing. but they could not team up properly and i think that is what red life is all about. all the reds coming together because they *need* to face yellows and greens, and hunt people down. but instead the few reds there had to be alone to do their traps, another social issue with this series where tasks often pulled people away from others and left them with videos where they were very alone. there being no space for greens and yellows to exist and get hunted is something i think is great in previous seasons too and it just didnt happen. all that getting forced in that one session just didnt flow well to me.

really even trying to look back at episodes, i cant recall any notable interactions between people i enjoyed minus some brief pauses when they were traveling to do their tasks. there just wasnt a lot of typical socializing! and thats what i didnt like with this series. this plus the balance issues of lives just made this series feel messy, and the length of the episodes due to tasks could be kind of boring if the task was boring or even felt too stressful to force them into places where they could just die (these kinds of dangerous tasks given to greens or yellows felt unfair, as if it was trying to force them to die, and as a viewer i wouldnt want the game make my fave die!).

and as i mentioned in a different post, the lack of fixing some issues in multiple seasons is wild to me. this season faced the same issue as limlife where deaths were not in chat. the episode after, they fixed it (still with some bugs). and then it happened again last session.... and they didnt fix it! this is also annoying bc people dont react to the deaths at all which you kind of wanna see you know? actually im not even sure why they still did it this way. i imagined the clock running out made it more complicated for the system of fying to work. but why this season....? seemed like pretty forward deaths. idk the tech side, but they had 3 solid lives like all the other season, and there were never issues with the death messages happening at all.

but anyways. theres multiple parts of this i mentioned above that just made this gimmick feel so messy and unbalanced, and sometimes not super interesting to watch. it was way too complicated some times. i know theyll likely never do a repeat of the old versions but man idk if i cant find myself liking future seasons if they start stacking so much on top of what is a simple concept. it has started to feel like the three lives havent mattered at all/arent really the focus-- the anxiety of having three times. and the stakes become less and less due to some of these new gimmicks (the ability to gain lives in so many easy ways- limlife and secret life- is why imo) makes death feel less of a problem especially when we know how buddy buddy everyone is now. people need to be limited like before, and be more anxious. 3L, LL, and DL had people quickly establishing their friends bc they knew right from the get go that the series really depended on them being alive and nothing else. the only focus was to stay alive and not die. DL was where ppl kinda chilled a bit on alliances bc they knew each other more but, death was still right around the door with health being tied, it still brought a similar kind of anxiety for players.

i do hope people like grian can recognize these issues behind the scenes bc genuine critique for this series/season is important. like i hope they dont brush off the fact "hall monitors" were an issue-- they can ignore them openly in their videos.... but there is a reason why its a problem that started at all. the concept was way too subjective and hard to judge! so id hate for them to decide "eh, lets not listen to them, im gonna keep doing this and not consider the issue for a new season" right? and hour long episodes? thats crazy, and i dont think it was good for a lot of cc imo, because it made me way less likely to watch or even finish others' episodes. i hope that makes sense... stakes need to be raised, and i think limlife still achieved that to some degree because time was still very sensitive and risky to take. but then SL comes in bringing way too many things that keep them alive far too easily, leaving very little concern as long as they got their task in.

and last thing is from the outside pov i get concerned about this season happening only 6 months after the last one. because that would very very easily cause a burn out/inability to make more gimmicks real quick. i find this particularly odd bc this season too place through multiple holidays...! not sure if they thought this one through very well. considering how much limlife changed things in a way that was a bit more complicated, and then have SL with even more going on.... id just be worried about how much new stuff would even be made after this.

before this season started i was thinking to myself that i would be fine if this was the last one (it was speculation off some posting 3L compilations that was being me think itd be 'over' bc that was the first season). and truly i would be fine if they stopped forever for for a long time. i dont want to start disliking this series if they keep going in this direction... i will ALWAYS enjoy seeing these people play together and it will no doubt keep me watching but, i would hope that i will enjoy what they do for the next seasons and not fall down this path of convoluted, unbalanced and complicated concepts.

#secret life spoilers

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mmyashas · 1 year ago

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THEORY ABOUT SOFIA AND WHY I DONT TRUST HER. OK OKhear me out below the read more i will explain please hear me out

have you ever heard about scientists falling in love with a model?

the basic concept is that you idealize the result of an experiment, to the point when that answer is wrong you'll do anything to say its right

i think that's whats happened with sofia. qmaxo, finally had a lead on what's happening truly with the island. he built a radio tower to specifically attract any past island members. he made it for that But. anyone could just hear it??? wasn't necessarily kept away from the federation or anything

then randomly someone in a weird enough outfit shows up . hope for a lead ! and its so vague you cant tell if its real or not. then we get sofia, a computer that knows a lot? and nothing at the same time??? Considering it was an instruction from a possible alliance, you'd think it would have more information

but since it was from the radio tower surely whoever brought the plans was someone meaning well . because if it wasnt their whole investigation would collapse

and they just keep feeding her info of everyone. keep sharing their secrets and theories which can easily make the federation just plant new lies amongst them. bbut IDK. maybe shes actually good and cool. no idea irs just a theory a qsmp th[GUNSHOT]

#qsmp #qsmp maxo #qsmp sofia #qsmp theory #im too insane sorry

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chromatose-a-digital-requiem · 1 year ago

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i gotta say this is a lot nicer than being dead on stage

Exa smirks.

EXA REY: Heh- yeah, I bet.

Ulysses doesn’t seem to have heard {{YOU}}, still basking in the glory of being outside. That is- until she pauses and stares at {{YOU}} and Exa.

U.V. LYTE: Hey Waiit If Thhe Exxit Was Allways Righht Here Whhy Did I Nnever Know Abouut It I Thhink I Woould Havve Knownn I Knoww Thhis Studioo Like Thhe Bback Of Mmy Hannds

EXA REY: What are you talking about. I literally had to keep you away from this exit for at least half a cycle. It was really fucking annoying, by the way. At least you stopped. But either way, you knew about it.

U.V. LYTE: Bbut I Don’tt Rememmber Annything Abbout It…!! !! I’mm Serrious!!! !!!

Exa just huffs and shakes their head.

EXA REY: Yeah, yeah, okay, whatever. We should probably just get going or something. Can you imagine if someone calls the Colorguard because I’m not doing my job? I’m not dealing with that shit. Let’s just hurry and get going now. C’mon.

Exa hastily motions with its hand for {{YOU}} and Ulysses to follow it deeper into the alley, which Ulysses takes a moment to actually do.

#CHROMATOSE #PART ONE

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kipog · 2 years ago

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"Did you mean it?"

an Emily is Away fan fiction written by Kipog

Mat x OC

• 1/7/20 • Wednesday • 10.57 am •

Matthew7: dudeee

ColdWeather: yes?

Matthew7: I'm actually gonna die like NOW

ColdWeather: and why is that?

Matthew7: college starts in like a month ugh

ColdWeather: I'm well aware

Matthew7: it sucks that we won't be going to the same school anymore :/

ColdWeather: yeah, it'll suck but I'm sure that we can find some time to hang out right?

Matthew7: yeah I guess ://

ColdWeather: hey cheer up man, wanna hop on some r6?

Matthew7: always >:)

• 30/7/20 • Thursday • 6.08 pm •

Matthew7: SAGE

ColdWeather: yeah? why are we yelling lmao

Matthew7: college is starting in like 4 days!!!!

ColdWeather: yep, I've started to pack my stuff for it, you've started too right?

Matthew7: ...

Matthew7: anyways, we should hang out! this could be our last hang out ever man

ColdWeather: oh don't be so dramatic, we'll hang out during college too

Matthew7: I know but I still wanna hang out before it starts :/

ColdWeather: I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel the same

Matthew7: we can get absolutely fucking wastedd on my roof tonight!!!!

ColdWeather: that's one hell of a way to hang out

Matthew7: It's the last day we can hang out before break ends! gotta go off with a bang

Matthew7: so youre coming right??

ColdWeather: yeah yeah yeah I'll be there by 9

Matthew7: hell yes!!!! I'll see you there!!

ColdWeather: see yaaa

Matthew7 is offline

ColdWeather is offline

• 18/8/20 • Tuesday • 4.46 pm •

Matthew7: hey

ColdWeather: yo

Matthew7: soo hows college treating you?

ColdWeather: it's been treating me alright i guess, what about you?

Matthew7: its been super boring ngl ://

Matthew7: make any new friends yet?

ColdWeather: I think so, her name is Casey, she knows how to skate and stuff which is pretty cool

Matthew7: oh thats nice

Matthew7: the people in my class are kinda snobbish so its been kinda tough for me

ColdWeather: oof sorry to hear man

ColdWeather: oh wait I gotta go, I have a group project thing at like 5 ish

Matthew7: oh uh alright, have fun man

ColdWeather: yeah you too

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• 5/9/20 • Saturday • 3.08 am •

Matthew7: hey

Matthew7: I know you're probably not awake right now

Matthew7: sorry for missing your birthday yesterday, I was really busy with school stuff and I literally just finished some homework

Matthew7: I actually wanted to surprise you by going to your school

Matthew7: happy belated birthday man

ColdWeather: mat?

Matthew7: holy shit, you're awake?

ColdWeather: haha yeag I went ouf for somee drinjs wit casee and her boyfreind

ColdWeather: her boyfriend is soooo preeyty

Matthew7: sounds like you had fun

ColdWeather: yea yeah I didd

ColdWeather: bbut I donno

ColdWeather: I wanted yyou to be here but you wenrnt

ColdWeather: and I kept thijnkinf about you :(((

Matthew7: you were?

ColdWeather: yeah!! caasye broght me back when I starrted crying about howw you wernt here :((

Matthew7 is typing...

Matthew7 is deleting...

Matthew7: hey, are you free later?

ColdWeather: yyeah probabbly

Matthew7: I'm gonna visit you since you're a little crybaby who needs to be taken care of

ColdWeather: aawwh youre coming??

Matthew7: you probably won't even remember that I said any of this

ColdWeather: hghhhhhhhhhjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj

Matthew7: oh my god you fell asleep didn't you

Matthew7: wow.

Matthew7: thats fine, you need the rest anyway

Matthew7: goodnight sage

Matthew7 is offline

[ 7.45 pm ]

ColdWeather: hey

Matthew7: yoo

ColdWeather: thanks for taking care of my hungover ass today

Matthew7: dude, if not me then who else?

ColdWeather: honestly true

ColdWeather: it was kind of weird hanging out with you and casey today

Matthew7: whys that?

ColdWeather: I don't know, like, hanging out with an old friend and a new friend was pretty trippy for me

Matthew7: yeah I can see why u'd think that :p

Matthew7: oh wait did you see my gift yet?

ColdWeather: gift?

Matthew7: I left it under your blanket looll

ColdWeather: let me check

ColdWeather: a bracelet?

Matthew7: yeah, i know youre not really a jewelry guy but idk, figured you needed some type of bling :P

ColdWeather: it has my initials on it too! dude I'm gonna wear this like everyday now

Matthew7 is typing...

Matthew7 is deleting...

Matthew7: yeah you better, I spent good money on it

Matthew7: I uh, wanted to ask you something too if thats cool

ColdWeather: yeah sure go ahead

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Matthew7: is it true you actually cried on your birthday cause i wasn't there?

ColdWeather: shiiiiit

ColdWeather: did casey tell you?

Matthew7: bitch you're the one who told me

ColdWeather: wait what?

ColdWeather: holy shit i did

ColdWeather: okay yeah, I'll own up to it, I cried because I kinda missed you

Matthew7: "kinda"

ColdWeather: shut up

Matthew7: well im glad we hung out today

Matthew7: you probably would've bawled your eyes out if I didn't show

ColdWeather: oh my god shut it already

Matthew7 is typing...

Matthew7 is deleting...

Matthew7: okay I gotta go, I have to do some stuff now

ColdWeather: oh, okay, good luck with that

Matthew7: see ya

Matthew7 is offline

• 30/9/20 • Wednesday • 11.29 pm •

Matthew7: sage

ColdWeather: mat

Matthew7: woah, wasn't expecting you to be awake

ColdWeather: I was actually gonna go to bed soon

Matthew7: man shut up

Matthew7: what are you doing up so late anyway?

ColdWeather: studying.

Matthew7: riiight, exams are in like a month

Matthew7: its literally just midyears tho

ColdWeather: still need to study for them, you should too

ColdWeather: why are you texting me this late by the way

Matthew7: I wanted to ask you something

ColdWeather: you can ask me tomorrow, go to sleep dude

Matthew7 is typing...

Matthew7 is deleting...

Matthew7: yeah youre probably right, I kinda forgot the question anyway lool

ColdWeather: typical mat

ColdWeather: night

Matthew7: yeah, night

Matthew7 is offline

ColdWeather is offline

• 24/10/20 • Saturday • 1.24 pm •

Matthew7: sage sage sage

ColdWeather: good afternoon to you too

Matthew7: got any cool parties youre going to for halloween??

ColdWeather: I'm like 95% sure that I'll be boxed up in my dorm studying until I die on halloween night

Matthew7: oh c'monnnnn youve worked hard enough! lets go party!!

ColdWeather: mat, as much as i would love to party, I can't. midyears are literally next month

Matthew7: dude

Matthew7: please?

Matthew7: like, I know how hard you've been working and I dunno, I thought a party might take some stress off of you

ColdWeather is typing...

ColdWeather is deleting...

ColdWeather: dammit mat

ColdWeather: you got any parties in mind?

Matthew7: hell yeah I do!!

Matthew7: there's gonna be a huge house party that some kid from my class is throwing

Matthew7: apparently its gonna be at a mansion??

ColdWeather: okay, that does sound pretty sick

Matthew7: right???

ColdWeather: send me the details

Matthew7: it'll be at thomson road street 43 at 8 pm but I'll pick you up so you don't have to worry about a ride B)

ColdWeather: oh okay, thanks man

ColdWeather: wait, do I have to dress up?

Matthew7: well duh, dude it's a halloween party

ColdWeather: uugh I'll need to think of a costume idea then

Matthew7: well in case you wanna match, I'm totally going as green lantern

ColdWeather: I am not surprised in the slightest

Matthew7: well it's not as predicable as batman so I'm pretty satisfied with my choice B)

ColdWeather: I'll probably go as the flash then

Matthew7: that would be dope as hellllll

ColdWeather: while you're here btw, you wanna hop on a game?

Matthew7: holy shit, we haven't played in like forever

ColdWeather: so are you down?

Matthew7: dude always

Matthew7: modern warfare?

ColdWeather: hell yes

• 1/11/20 • Sunday • 8.45 am •

ColdWeather: mat

ColdWeather: can we talk about last night?

[ 2.31 pm ]

ColdWeather: mat please

ColdWeather: are you okay?

[ 7.19 pm ]

ColdWeather: matthew please say something

ColdWeather: anything?

[ 9.50 pm ]

ColdWeather: do you not want to be friends anymore? is that it?

• 2/11/20 • Monday • 12.13 am •

Matthew7: I'm sorry

Matthew7: I'm really sorry sage

ColdWeather: oh my god you're alive, are you okay?

Matthew7 is typing...

Matthew7 is deleting...

Matthew7: I'm fine, I'm sorry

ColdWeather: okay, slow down, can you just explain what happened at the party?

Matthew7 is typing...

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Matthew7: I don't know, I was drunk, I wasn't thinking right

ColdWeather: dude, you weren't even drunk, you barely even touched your cup

ColdWeather: if anything, I was the one who was drunk

Matthew7 is typing...

Matthew7 is deleting...

Matthew7: how much do you remember?

ColdWeather: well, I remember being with you for the majority of the night, we talked, danced and drunk with a bunch of people but you didn't drink nearly as much as me

ColdWeather: after awhile you said you were kinda tired so we went out to the top floor balcony and sat there and talked for a bit

ColdWeather: then you said that you thought you were in love with someone

ColdWeather: I asked you who it was, but you just stared back at me like you were waiting for something

ColdWeather: then you kissed me

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ColdWeather: I had to call casey to pick me up after you ran away

Matthew7: sorry for leaving you there

ColdWeather: dude it's fine it's just... the whole in love with me thing

ColdWeather: is that really how you feel?

ColdWeather: did you mean it?

Matthew7 is typing...

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Matthew7: yes I meant every fucking word i said on that balcony

Matthew7: I have loved you ever since high school, maybe even before that

Matthew7: I thought that I just wanted to be really good friends with you but I don't know, during high school, I started to realise that I wanted more than that

Matthew7: you probably think Im a fucking creep now

ColdWeather: I don't think that at all, understand?

ColdWeather: I just need some time to think

ColdWeather: we should be asleep right now anyway, goodnight mat

ColdWeather is offline

Matthew7 is typing...

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Matthew7 is offline

• 24/11/20 • Tuesday • 4.07 pm •

ColdWeather: hey

Matthew7: hi

ColdWeather: how are you dealing with midyears?

Matthew7: It's been okay

ColdWeather: that's good

Matthew7 is offline

• 4/12/20 • Friday • 8.19 pm •

Matthew7: what the fuck are you doing

ColdWeather: oh good, you texted first

Matthew7: I can see you from my window

ColdWeather: yeah, that's kinda the point

ColdWeather: now come down here and snowball fight me

Matthew7: what? why?

ColdWeather: because clearly, whatever we have going on isn't getting anywhere so the obvious solution, is a fight to the death

Matthew7: dude, we aren't in middle school anymore, go home

ColdWeather: not until I beat your ass with some snow

Matthew7 is typing...

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Matthew7: fuck you

Matthew7: by the time I'm done, youre gonna be begging for mercy

ColdWeather: finally! a worthy challenger!

• 27/12/20 • Sunday • 8.12 am •

ColdWeather: hey

Matthew7: hi

ColdWeather: are you doing anything for new years?

Matthew7: I don't think so, maybe I'll go out with some friends or something but it's a strong maybe

ColdWeather: would you perhaps like to see some fireworks?

Matthew7: yeah sure, I'll have to think of some gifts for casey and her boyfriend tho

ColdWeather: oh, uh, they're not coming

Matthew7: so it'll just be us?

ColdWeather: yeah, is that cool?

Matthew7 is typing...

Matthew7 is deleting...

Matthew7: does this mean you've made up your mind?

ColdWeather: well, yes, but I wanna tell you in person

Matthew7: with a bunch of fireworks exploding in the background?

ColdWeather: yeah

Matthew7 is typing...

Matthew7 is deleting...

Matthew7: are you asking me out on a date?

ColdWeather: it'll be a date once I very romantically tell you how I feel in front of a million fireworks covering the sky

Matthew7: you are the biggest nerd I've ever met

ColdWeather: I'm glad to hear it

ColdWeather: I'll pick you up and we can go to the park to see the fireworks

Matthew7: how romantical

ColdWeather: that's not even a word

Matthew7: yeah it is, I just made it up!

ColdWeather: and you call me the nerd

Matthew7: and I stand by that

ColdWeather: whatever you dork

ColdWeather: I'll see you on new years :)

Matthew7: see you :)

Matthew7 is offline

ColdWeather is offline

#emily is away #emily is away too #emily is away <3 #mat gursky #matgursky #fanfiction

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junglekarmapippa · 2 years ago

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Robbie on Robbie #4: “You want to stop, but you can’t, can you?”

From “Starstruck” from “Reality killed the video star”

RJ and Dom were sitting on the roof, drinking beer. The others were in bed and they were taking the time to catch up.

“So, did you check in on Russia or—?”

“Or,”2 Dominic said, following it with a drink of his beer.

“You can’t run away forever,” RJ told him.

“But there’s nothing wrong with getting a good head start, like Meat Loaf said,” Dom replied.

RJ turned to look at Dom while the other young man tilted his head back to finish the beer bottle. “Dom, when I stopped talking with my father, I thought that was the best thing I had ever done for myself.” Dom threw him a questioning look and wen for another bottle. “And it was, don’t get me wrong, for a while it was. But bridges with parents and siblings… they can’t be burned. The best you cna do is block them for a little while.”

“Easy for you to say,” dom said in between sips. “You chose to leave your parents.”

“Dom, maybe they have forigven you.”

“Who knows.”

“They do!” RJ said, gesturing wildly. “How would you even know if you don’t ever try to talk to them again?”

“I’m happy with my life, RJ.” Dom said. “Mao picked me up like he did with every other stray, and gave me a home, and a mission.”

“Do you even know what you’re looking for?”

“I’ll know when I see it,”2 Dom said mechanically, looking down at the bottle.

RJ watched him for a few minutes. “It’s lost its shine hasn’t it?” He asked.

“What has?”

“Being a nomad. Being rootless. Going from twon to town, never calling anywhere or anyone home, just walking. It’s not as fun as it once was, is it?”

Dom looked like he was about to cry. “Everything gets boring with time,” he whispered, not looking at RJ.

“We need roots to fly, Dom.” RJ put a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “You need a home, don’t you?”

“I wouldn’t even know what a home is if I saw one, RJ.”

RJ saw the sadness in his friends eyes and wrapped one arm around him. “You want to stop,” he said. “But you can’t, can you?”

Dom shook his head. “I get itchy. What if I missed a spot and never find what Mao sent me to find? What if they fi—“ He stopped and drank a sip from his beer.

“What if they find you?” RJ commpleted.

“what am I supposed to say or do if they find me?”

“You keep running because you can see yourself coming, don’t you?”

“I feel like I could stay in a place for a little longer than usual and end up waking up in the middle of the night to find people in my room…”

“They were a small cult in Russia, Dom,” RJ reminded him. “How far do you think you have to run? Are your parents even still in that cult?”

“That’s the problem, I don’t know!” Dom yelled. “I don’t know, so I can’t stay anywhere too long. Not even…”

“Not even here,” RJ said and moved away from Dom to get his own beer. “I had hopes Fran would help you stay put.”

Dom smiled tenderly bbut shook his head. “She’s lovely but—-“

“your fear is stronger.”

“I’m just used to moving around.”

“Well, if you ever feel like stopping, I will always have room for one more.”

“Beinga Power Ranger would be cool,” Dom said. “But I doubt Casey and Theo would let me in.”

“Don’t worry about those two.”

“You siad I can’t join unless they want me and it’s clear after today they never will.”

“Casey is more volatile than hydrogen,” RJ whispered.

“Nerd,” Dom responded instantly.

“He’ll change his mind at thhe drop of a dime. As for Theo, he’ll do whatever Lily tells him to do.”

“It’s a very nice offer, RJ,” Dom said, getting up. “But I can’t take it.”

“I’ve had better people turn me down,” RJ said as he woke up.

“You wish,” Dom said playfully.

“Remember Tori Hanson?”

“the surf board chick?”

“The surf board chick, she turned me down.”

“And she’s better than me because?”

“She’s not a coward. She’s a Power Rangers—“

“And you would totally nail her at the first chance,” Dom said.

RJ looked at him and smirked. “Curiously the only invitation I’ve sent you that you didn’t refuse.” Dom smiled back at him. “I hope tonight it won’t be the first time.”

“Aren’t you exhausted?!!”

“I will always have room for one more.”

#fanfic #fanfiction #power rangers #Power rangers jungle fury #Robbie Williams

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kosukeiichi · 2 years ago

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I love yano kairi I LOVE yano kairi I LOVE YANO KAIRI

I love how even if he sees himself as a bad person , there's still a heroic side to him . He doesn't have a lot of love for himself at first but the more he becomes closer to his friends the more you see him start to change from a kid who felt lost in life , feeling like he hurts everyone around him , into someone that isn't afraid to cate for the people close to him .

There's this sort of double sided thing going on with his personality , which i think really reflects his two identities . He's reliable yet he likes to slack off . He's serious about his work yet he likes to joke around and tease others . He's afraid to hurt others when they get too close yet he pushes the people who want to help him away .

And that makes sense , especially at the first half . kairi is just out of high school , he's a kid who didn't know what to do in his life so he followed his brother's path , which lead to a single failure that made him feel like it shattered his whole life . Only when he becomes a phantom thief does he find something he truly wants to do .

Yes of course he feels guilty for it .Bbut when he was finally able to let that guilt go , to accept that wanting to take back his brother with his own hands is selfish but that selfishness itself is the good in him , it's when he shines the brightest .

Other than that , I love his smile , I love how much of an asshole he can be sometimes , I love how cute he is , I love his laugh , I love how determined he is , how he has a fighting soul , I love every single part of him , even the ones I can't think of off the top of my head . I love yano kairi . I'd throw away the world for him .

Anyway there's also me too I guess but I'm a loser so whatever .

Alright, today’s been miserable. Funny people in my phone tell me who your favorite toku characters are and why. Bonus points for pictures.

#:: txt #:: ep #im totally normal btw

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munsonslilbunnie · 2 years ago

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Hi I got a Nancy request. Can you one where vecna is haunting the reader bbut she does not tell anybody because she does not want anybody to worry as she does not know anything about what is happening and starts being distant and rude to everyone and Nancy think the reader is cheating on her and the reader lies and says she is and they break up. A week later Nancy goes to the reader house to get her jacket and when she comes inside the reader room. She sees the reader dead body and has a mental breakdown

pairing: nancy wheeler x plus-size!fem!reader

word count: 4.2k

warnings/cw/tw: angst. breaking up. vecna’s curse. description of reader’s death and discombobulated body parts. brief timeskip. trauma, trauma, trauma there is no happy ending to this, so pls be aware of that i’m sorry asfkjdgk

a/n: ngl i teared up just thinking about some of the scenes i wanted to include in this LOL i hope this is kinda what you asked for! also, this is my first fic with nancy so i hope i did her justice hhh.

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you woke up in a cold sweat, shaky gasps leaving your lips as you tried your hardest to calm down your rapidly beating heart. thin droplets of tears coursed down your cheeks, wet sobs and cries soon replacing your gasps as memories of the nightmare you just had came crashing back to you, leaving your body trembling.

this was the third one this week that dealt with the same thing, over and over again – the death of your parents was something that you thought you finally came to terms with. it’s only been a little over five months since your parents died in that horrific car crash. they had just picked you up from your friends’ – or, well, you thought was your friend – mary, house after a teenage party went wrong. you weren’t sure where everything went downhill, but you were drunk and crying and you didn’t want to be there anymore because teenagers are shitty and mean. normally you would have called nancy, your girlfriend, to come pick you up but you knew she would have been disappointed in you, and the thought of disappointing her hurt you more than whatever your parents might have said to you at the time.

your parents had been furious with you. you lied to them. you said – you promised – there wouldn’t be any alcohol involved. they trusted you. they knew you had a difficult time making friends at school because of the bullying sometimes, so when you told them you made a new friend at school and wanted to hang out with her at her house, they were so happy for you and, after making you promise them there wouldn’t be any funny business, they dropped you off at her house.

oh, how wrong they were.

the entire car ride back home, they were screaming at you for betraying their trust like this. in your drunk, hazy mind, you tried your best to come up with an excuse – “i didn’t know, i swear!” – but no excuse was good enough for you. you’ve always been a good girl, never once getting in trouble at school, always doing your homework, getting home on time before curfew – you did everything right and one simple mistake took that away from you in an instant.

you were sobbing inconsolably in the back seat, your ears ringing from the screaming of your parents, their words piercing through your heart like arrows. your chest was hurting. it felt like you couldn’t breathe. you didn’t want to be there – especially not with how they were yelling at you. you had no idea what had come over you that night – but the next thing you knew, you were desperately trying to open the back door, your hand pulling at the handle as you sobbed something about you wanting to get out. your father had looked away from the steering wheel for one split second, yelling at you to stop being stupid, and suddenly –

nothing.

when you woke up again, you were in a hospital bed, bandages wrapped around your arms and your head, but nothing too drastic. nancy had been by your side that entire time, apparently. she had been there since the moment you were admitted to the hospital – for two whole days, she was by your side as you slept, not once waking up despite all the probing.

nancy sobbed into your shoulder when you had finally woken up. you had been so confused. why were you in the hospital? why did you have all of these bandages around you? what happened to you?

when she told you – when she told you about the car crash, you couldn’t believe your ears. and after finding out about your parents' fate, you broke down into tears, the petite girl holding you so tightly, so protectively, as you cried.

you couldn’t believe it. you didn’t want to believe it. they – they were just there with you. they were just there in the car with you, yelling at you, screaming at you.

it felt surreal – knowing that those last moments you spent with them would be the last time you would see their faces, hear their voices, anything.

it continued to feel surreal after that. you have no vivid recollection of the funeral that was held for your parents. you were numb to the whole situation. your family members – uncles, aunts, grandparents, family friends. they were all there. for comfort, they said. but they didn’t comfort you. you could feel the way they would stare at you. judge you. you knew they blamed you for their deaths. for taking away their loved ones. you knew that. they just didn’t have to verbally tell you. but you knew. you had reminded yourself that every single day after the funeral. it was your fault. it was always your fault. and you were sorry for the way it ended. it wasn’t your intention. you never would have wished for your parents to die like that – not now, not ever. ‘it should've been you’, a little whisper comes from the back of your mind. ‘i know.’ you would always reply back to it.

but you thought, five months after the horrific event, that you had gotten better.

“i’m sorry, i’m so sorry,” you gasped out softly, your arms wrapping themselves around your body as it curled up into a ball, eyes squeezing shut as you tried to block out the memories – the looks of anger on your parents’ faces were one that will always haunt you. that was the last thing you will ever remember of your parents from now.

“daddy, mommy, forgive me, please…” you cried yourself to sleep that night, your room filled with little gasps and cries of shame and desperation as you tried to fight back the nightmares.

weeks had slowly started to roll by you and you – you weren’t acting the same anymore. you hardly had the energy to get out of bed anymore. if you did, it was because of a random bout of nausea or to get up to get some tylenol pills for your splitting headaches that you were starting to suffer from. the nightmares were still a constant – with a looming grandfather clock that you had never seen before making a constant appearance now. you were also starting to miss so many days of school, despite nancy practically begging you to get out of bed and dragging you to school.

sure, you went to school – but it’s not like you were totally there. physically, sure. but mentally? not really. you didn’t want to be there, no matter how much you needed an escape from your mind. you didn’t want to be surrounded by these people – people who looked at you and whispered to themselves with looks of disdain. the talking behind your back that plagued you for over six months now. why be in a place where people clearly disliked you?

you didn’t even mean to – you were normally so sweet and nice to people, but once you started to snap at them – at teachers, at classmates, at your own friends, at nancy – everything went even more downhill. the whispers became worse and no matter what nancy said or did could make it any better.

it finally started to get better the week leading up to spring break. the headaches were less now – is what you told nancy, which wasn’t necessarily the truth but it wasn’t a lie, either. they were happening less and less – but the intensity of them was getting worse. but you didn’t tell her that. you didn’t want to worry her anymore.

nancy didn’t deserve that. you didn’t want her to worry over you. she’s been nothing but amazing to you – but she deserved better. she deserved better, you knew this. the longer you became distracted by your mind and negative thoughts, the more you started to pull away from her. the more you started to put a distance – a barrier – between you two. you could tell she felt it. the way she looked at you, hurt and confusion crossing her pretty face when you would flinch from her touch didn’t escape you. you could hear her voice crack every time you would deny her a date or would tell her you didn’t want to talk at the moment. it hurt her, you knew this already.

you didn’t want to hurt her. but maybe this was for the best. you weren’t perfect. you were bigger than most girls in your school. you weren’t the prettiest. you weren’t the smartest. you were just a girl – a girl who killed her parents. nancy didn’t deserve to be with a murderer. no, no. she deserved better. nancy wheeler deserved the world and everything else that was good – you did not deserve her.

and one day before spring break, she gave you the perfect opportunity to set her free.

you were making your way to your car, feeling like the weight of the world was on your shoulders. your footsteps felt heavy. felt sluggish. your car was in plain sight – all you needed to do was get inside and soon, you’d be able to hide yourself from the world around you.

your breathing became labored as your surroundings suddenly – transformed. everything became dark. the parking lot transformed into a single road – your breath hitched. the same road your parents took that night. you stopped walking for a moment, watching as the road seemed to run on and on. suddenly – a car was coming straight at you at full speed yet you could see clearly inside the car. it was your parents – you could see their faces morph into expressions of anger, your father banging on the steering wheel as he shouted at you. your mother was next to him, her hand on his shoulder as she yelled alongside him, disappointment and hurt on her face.

to your horror, you watched as your father looked away from the road for a moment – and suddenly, it was flipping in mid-air, seemingly crashing into an invisible force. a silent scream ripped from your lips as you watched the family car land on its side, flames soon taking over the scene. your parents – your parents weren’t wearing their seatbelts. their bodies – god, you gagged loudly – as you watched their bodies sling out through the front windshield, glass embedding themselves in their faces, their necks, their arms – glass was everywhere.

“mommy, daddy!” you tried to call out to them, desperately wanting to run to their sides, to try to save them – anything.

but you were pulled back. a loud, terrified shriek left your lips as dark, twisting hands started to wrap themselves around your ankles, making their way around your legs and holding you steady.

“murderer, murderer, you’re a murderer, (y/n)...” muffled whispers filled your ears as tears pricked your eyes, your vision becoming blurry as you shook your head.

“n… no, no! i’m not a murderer! i’m not!” you tried to deny desperately, shaking your head fervently as you looked on at the scene, these invisible hands holding your head in place as you stared on.

“mommy! daddy! please, please! wake up! i’m not… i’m not a murderer, please, i’m so sorry!” you screamed out, struggling against the hands as tears rushed down your cheeks. “tell them i’m not! please! wake up!” your voice was coming out broken, hiccups leaving your lips as you tried not to hyperventilate.

your breathing suddenly hitched – what was that noise?

a loud, booming ticking noise surrounded your senses – it was all you could hear.

tick.

you blinked your eyes and a large, ominous grandfather clock appeared in front of you.

“your time has come, (y/n). your suffering will soon come to an end…” a muted whisper next to your ear. you couldn’t scream even if you tried to. your eyes were large, filled with terror as you tracked the clock’s hand with each tick.

tick.

tick –

“(y/n)? baby? baby, are you okay?” nancy’s voice suddenly filled your ears, her hands grasping your shoulders as she shook you, panic setting in her voice as you finally snapped out of it.

you blinked multiple times, looking around in confusion. you were – back in school? back in the parking lot? what… what just happened?

you let out a shaky sigh, stumbling back away from nancy’s grip as you stared into her eyes. “w… what?” you cleared your throat when you heard how shaky it was and tried again, “i mean, what?” you asked her again, noticing the look of concern in nancy’s eyes.

nancy glanced behind her, making sure no one was looking at you two (since you haven’t come out with your relationship, not that it would be a good idea, really), before placing her hand on your forearm and whispered softly, “(y/n), i was trying to get your attention for the last few minutes. what happened? is everything okay? it was like… you were in a trance or something.” nancy pursed her lips as she stared at you, hoping that’d you tell her the truth. she knew you were distancing away from her and she was so – so – scared of losing you, but she just didn’t know what to do. you kept pushing her away. maybe spending time together during spring break is what you two needed. away from the stares. away from the town. away from everything. she knew things were difficult for you and she wanted to be there for you through it all, but it was so hard when you kept pulling away.

you looked at her for a moment – taking everything in. the worry lines on her forehead. her pretty lips dipped down into a frown. her teeth-bitten lips. the unhinged concern in her eyes. her furrowed brows. no, this wouldn’t do anymore. you had to pull away completely – she wasn’t happy – she will never be happy with you, (y/n).

“i think we should break up, nancy.”

“w… what?!” nancy let go of your forearm in shock, eyes widening as she tried to process your words. “where the hell did this come from?” she was quick to ask, her hands shooting to hold onto your shoulders, trying to search your eyes from an answer – any answer. “i… i know things haven’t been easy lately, but i thought – i thought we were okay, even if just a bit. (y/n)!”

you could feel your heart physically breaking as you watched nancy’s expression crumble as she stared into your eyes, her hands trembling from where they were gripping your shoulders. this has to be done.

“we’re not, okay?” you snapped at the girl, pulling away from her grip as you turned away from her, not wanting to look at her face – not now. “i think we should break up. i’m not happy being with you anymore, nancy,” you lied straight through your teeth, your hand gripping onto the strap of your bag. “we need to end this now. okay?”

nancy couldn’t believe her ears. this couldn’t possibly be happening. no, she refused to believe this. you weren’t happy with her anymore…?

“is there someone else, (y/n)? is that it?” her voice was soft as it reached your ears. you breath hitched at the notion of her question. someone else? she thought you found someone else?

“yes. yes, nancy. there is someone else. someone… who makes me happy. okay?” you mumbled back in response to her question, tears welling in the corner of your eyes as you continued to lie to the girl you were helplessly in love with. it’s for her happiness, you tried to tell yourself.

“(y/n)... (y/n), please, tell me you’re lying. please – i… i’ll change, if that’s what you want me to do. please. please, there has to be something that i can do to make this better, (y/n) – “ nancy sounded desperate as she tried to reason with you, her own eyes welling up with tears as she stared at your back. were you unaffected by this? did you not care about her anymore? was there really someone else who has your attention? your affection? your love? was this why you pulled away from her?

“i’m not lying, nancy. this ends here, okay?” you closed your eyes, taking in a steady breath as you started to walk away from her, ignoring the way your hands trembled. you could feel your heart breaking with each step you took away from her.

i’m so sorry, nancy. forgive me, please. i love you. i love you so much.

after your, rather public, break-up with nancy, you locked yourself in your house – more specifically, your room. you ignored every single phone call you received on your landline. you didn’t want to speak to anyone – especially if it was nancy on the other side of the line. you were already regretting breaking up with her – that girl was literally the love of your life and you ruined it. why? because you were depressed and having a pity party for yourself 24/7? sounds about right.

it hasn’t even been 24 hours since then and you really, really were tempted to go see nancy and tell her the truth. you didn’t want to lie anymore. you needed help, you knew that. and all nancy ever tried to do was help. not only her, but robin and steve – hell, even mike tried to help you, get your mind away from things, but all you did was push them away, making them feel like you hated them and that you didn’t need them.

but that was a lie. you did need them. you needed them all – especially nancy. she was your rock. your home. you needed to fix this – and soon.

a shaky sigh escaped your lips as you started to sit up on your bed, but to your confusion – you found that you couldn’t.

“what?” you breathed out quietly in confusion as you tried again, your hands bracing themselves against the mattress but to no avail.

you froze at a sound –

tick.

it was that same sound, again. the one that you heard from yesterday. the one from the grandfather clock.

you looked around in panic, the only thing you could move was your head, eyes wide and frantic as you tried to pinpoint the noise. what the fuck was going on?

“murderer, murderer, murderer…” soft, muffled whispers surrounded you, the same whispers you heard yesterday.

a fearful whimper escaped your lips as you shook your head, “no. no! you’re wrong. i’m not a murderer, it was a mistake!” you tried to reason with the voices, wondering if this was all happening in your head.

your lights started to flicker strangely – rapidly, ranging from bright and dim before they completely shut off. you whimpered at the lack of light, blinking your eyes as you tried to adjust to the complete darkness, little particles floating around you.

tick.

your door creaked open, wavering eyes glancing over as it slowly pushed itself open.

a terrified scream left your lips at the sight – it was… it was some kind of monster. it stood and held itself like a human but the face was disgusting – thick tendrils encapsulating the entirety of the body, its eyes almost sunken in.

the creature started making its way to you, your body frozen and being held down by an invisible force.

“don’t… don’t come any closer!” you shouted at the creature, hands trying to tug away from the grip, but no matter how hard you tried to pull away, to get away, there was nothing you could do.

the monster-like creature finally stopped in front of you, its beady, translucent eyes staring down at you for a moment, before its hand started making its way to your head, long, sharp nails glistening slightly.

“don’t touch me!” you shrieked, tears falling from your eyes the closer its hand came to you. you looked away from the creature, trying to move your head away from the nails.

“your time has come, (y/n).”

tick.

“m… my time? my time for what has come?!” you shouted, trying hard not to break down. this had to be a dream. you shut your eyes tightly, willing yourself to wake up, wake up, wake up.

“your time for suffering has come to end.” the creature spoke, its hand forcing your head to look at it into its eyes, your eyes shut tightly. somehow, it willed you to open your eyes, lashes fluttering in resistance before they finall snapped open.

“no, no… i don’t want to join you, please…” you sobbed out, irises trembling as its nails pressed against the entirety of your face, digging slightly into your skin.

tick.

“join me, (y/n). in a world where suffering does not exist.”

“no!” your shriek of defiance was cut short as your body was suddenly levitating in mid-air, eyes rapidly moving back and forth, mouth falling open. no, no, no… were the last thoughts that filtered in your mind before a loud – crack! – filled the room.

it started off with your leg snapping forward, the other folding sideways. both of your arms snapped upwards, your wrists twisted in the opposite direction. trails of blood dripped down your cheeks, jaw unhinged and hanging loosely. eyes suddenly sunken in, leaving dark pools of nothingness.

as quickly as it started, it ended.

you dropped onto your bed, a lifeless, twisted version of your body occupying the space.

and suddenly, you were no more.

it’s been a full week since nancy has last seen you. it pained her – not seeing you every day like she used to, but with the things she had to deal with in the upside down and with vecna, she didn’t have much time to think about you. but now that everything seemed to get back to normal – as normal as it could be, now that everyone seems to be evacuating hawkins, all she knew was that she needed to see you – even if her excuse would be of her simply wanting to get a jacket of hers she left at your house weeks ago.

which explains why she was standing in front of your house now, steve and robin waiting for her in steve’s car behind her. she had asked around if anyone had seen you but no one could give her a straight answer. she already wasn’t too sure how you would react to seeing her, but she was hoping for the best. she missed you. she missed you so much.

with a shaky sigh, and an encouraging thumbs-up from both steve and robin, she made her way towards your front door. she quickly patted her hair down her hair, ironically wondering if she looked presentable enough for you. this was okay. it will be okay. despite how you ended things, she was hopeful. you two would work it out, she was sure of it.

she brought her hand up and placed a firm knock on the door – she took a step back when the door creaked open. why was your door open? why was it unlocked? you never did that. you always made sure to lock your door, no matter what. an unsettling feeling formed in her gut, her hand pressing against her stomach for a moment.

but she pushed through. she slowly entered your home, eyes glancing around as she took in the sight. it was like no one had been here in days. there was a thin covering of dust on your coffee table and mantel fireplace. that was unlike you. if you had been here, you would have never let that happen. you were always so tidy and clean.

a wave of dread ran down her spine. she took one last look at the coffee table and was soon running up the stairs to your room, frantically calling out, “(y/n)! (y/n), are you here?!” she was desperate, so despatate to find you. if you had decided to flee with the other hawkins members, it would be so unlike you. you wouldn’t have done that, right?

the thought urged her on, her running quickening the closer she got to your room.

“(y/n) – !”

a loud, heart-breaking scream left nancy’s lips at the scene in front of her, the scream echoing throughout the empty house. her body gave up on her as she took one look at your broken, discombobulated figure.

“no!” she screamed out, tears falling down her cheeks as she crumbled onto the floor, her nails clawing into the floorboard. she could faintly hear muffled curses and callings of her name echo from downstairs – steve, robin.

but how could she focus on anything else but you?

a pained wail escaped nancy’s lips as she crawled her way to your lifeless body, getting onto your bed as her arms cradled you close to her, tears continuously falling onto your dark, sunken cheeks. “no, no, this can’t be happening, please!” she begged to nothing at all, her hands roaming your body as if she couldn’t believe it unless she touched it.

“nancy, what the fuck is – holy shit, (y/n)?!” steve’s confused voice appeared in your room but it all faded away from nancy’s ears.

no, no. she was supposed to come here and work things out with you. this wasn’t supposed to happen. this wasn’t ever suppose to happen.

why? why you? why didn’t it click that you might have been one of vecna’s victims? she saw you in that trance one day… if she had only been thinking straight, she would have realized you were going to be a victim of his. if only she had been smart enough, she could have saved you.

i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, (y/n). forgive me, please.

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animehideout · 3 years ago

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Hi, how u doin'?

Well, so I thought of this: reader was an UA student and she was in class 1-A with everyone when Bakugou was kidnapped — and so was she. But, for some reason, only Katsuki was rescued by the heroes that night and no one could find the poor reader so they thought she was dead. Years later, however, she shows up out of the blue but with a little surprise for her former friends; she's now a villain and best friends if u know what I mean with Dabi.

Love your writing! ♡

a\n : here's your request I hope you enjoy it and thanks for requesting <3

Title: Cursed Touch

words count: 3615

warnings: angst ending

Ps: sorry about the mistakes it's because of the keyboard and because i type then i delete or change somethings.

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How does it feel to be the unlucky one getting kidnapped by the League of Villains ? honored because you present a threat to the villain or scared because you may not make it alive. “At least I have Bakugo with me” you said to yourself then shook your head “I shouldn’t rely on others, not this time” you thought. You’ve been always insecure about your abilities, about your quirk and the way you fight. Of course you want to be the number one hero one day but you’ve always underestimated your potential, you thought that you don’t stand a chance when Shoto Izuku and Bakugo take all the light spots. Your quirk is dangerous you can make someone suffer physically, you can both increase or decrease the pain depending on your emotions and all of that happens when you touch your target. You’re still learning how to control it so you don’t activate it at the wrong timing in order to not harm innocent people including your friends and teachers. Well about your friends you don’t really have them, let’s say only a few people including Izuku and Uraraka. Both of them treat you nicely and believe that you’ll be able to control it one day. However others, they’re either scared to approach you( because many accidents happened in the past) or bullying you Bakugo and Sero they call you cursed touch. You hated the fact that they’re the reason to you being insecure all the time but you still tried your best to be a hero. “I’m warning you for the last time you know that the heros will arrive soon ! THEY’LL CRUSH YOU ALL” said Bakugo smirking clearly not scared of any of the villains gathered in front of you both. “calm down explosion boy, we only want to talk both of you will miss great opportunities if you don’t join us ” said Shigaraki giving Dabi a look. Dabi nodded and approached you “c’mon let’s take you somewhere else” in contrast to Bakugo you were clearly terrified, Dabi gave you soft looks guiding you to another place. “ LEAVE HER ALONE “yelled Bakugo standing up from his seat only to receive a punch “I said calm down we only need to separate you” “Y\N I’LL SAVE YOU I PROMISE” you looked at Bakugo tears gathering in your eyes but you tried to hold them back “ save me from who Katsuki huh? From you? What makes you different from? Villains harm others physically but who damages others mentally huh? YOU DID !” you screamed , you’ve never liked Bakugo, at first you were excited you wanted to be friends with all of them but they only pushed you away you grew hating on him because of his harsh words that pierced holes through your heart. “I hate you Bakugo but I promise I’ll be able to save myself so no need to help me” you added, he only stared at you blankly, did you really just say that? Did his words really hurt you that much? Shigaraki looked at Dabi both smirking , the hate inside you is able to turn you into a villain. You walked your way through the hallway with Dabi turning your back to Bakugo. Thoughts rushed in your mind, did you do the right thing by saying that? Will you be able to save yourself? You were busy thinking when Dabi spoke “ Do you hate him that much?” you ignored him “ it’s okay to feel that way, sometimes hatred is not a bad thing because it unlocks a strength in you “he added, you looked at him frowning “are you trying to comfort me?” he chuckled and said “well let’s say I felt the same way a long time ago” “huh what do you mean?” “I mean when I expressed my hatred toward someone, I felt free and strong because I faced them” you looked down realizing that you actually felt free the moment your harsh words left your lips, “I don’t why I-“ “why you let them inside for a long time and didn’t face him sooner ?” you stared at him in shock you were about to say the same words “h-how did y-you know?” “because we feel the same *he smiled* and I assure you it’s was the right moment it’s because of the accumulation of feelings or bad ones to be specific” you nodded and looked down, “his words make sense” you thought to yourself. “where are we going now?” you said breaking the silence once again “ hum a more private place

so we can talk” “why didn’t we talk there?” “because you and Bakugo have different mind sets he’s blinded by the idea of being a hero” “I WANT TO BE A HERO TOO” you yelled and stopped walking “hey hey relax, being blinded by something is actually a bad thing cause it makes him neglect greater opportunities! oh here we are please sit so we can talk “ “don’t ever try to convince me because I-“ “please just listen to me first then I promise I’ll let you choose your destiny” “huh? You’ll set me free?” “y-yes I will” “is this the plan of the very know League of Villains?” “the thing i-ss that it’s m-my plan! They don’t know about it” “and what if I’m not convinced and run away what would you tell them” “they already know your quirk and how powerful it is so no one can blame me” he said avoiding your eyes. Your eyes widened are you really that powerful does he mean that you’re actually stronger than Bakugo. That was all what you can think about. Not gonna lie but his words boosted your confidence, no one made you feel confident before all of the other made you feel weak and passive . you hesitantly asked him “do you think i would surpass him?” “you are already! That’s why others are bullying and avoiding you because they know you’re better than them” said Dabi giving you a soft smile, you smiled to yourself no one appreciated you this way before, not even your family “then why do they win and I lose?” “because of fear, they made you think that you’re not able to win to the point that you started doubting your quirk” “it was their plan from the beginning” you said “ I really hate them” you whispered “ did the teachers try to defend you once?” he asked so you shook your head in disappointment “ they only gave me pitiful looks that I don’t need I know they instructed me to how to control my quirk bbut- “ “some people are not meant to be heroes “ he said and topped for a moment approaching you and grabbing your hand “ because they’re meant to be something greater that would lead them to glory “ he added squeezing you hand “w-why are you doing this? Why are being good to me?” you said your eyes not leaving his , he looked away and said “b-because I can relate to you I feel that we’re connected in some way” “h-how?” he took a deep breath and added “because I like you (y\n )” you looked at him in disbelief “please don’t lie to me! Why would you like someone like me? Besides we just met! “ “no maybe you just met me but I feel like I know you very well it’s like you’re a reflection of me, I can relate to your pain , your anger and hatred besides I appreciate you and your quirk you’re really strong and special and that’s catchy ” his words shocked you as much as it made you happy. It was the first time someone holds your hands without being scared of your ‘cursed touch’, it was the first time someone calls you strong instead of ‘so damn weak’ and it was the first time someone confess to you. It was all new, and you liked it. Dabi pulled his hands “ I won’t force in anything, if you choose to leave I’ll make sure to the villains away from you even though I know that you’re able to take all of them down “ he said and looked away sad expressions drawn on his beautiful scarred face “ but I really hope you don’t miss your opportunity to shine” you bit your lower lip, it wasn’t easy for you to take a decision especially under such circumstances. What if Dabi is lying to you? But he’s the only one who made you happy after all this time but his expressions were convincing and why would a cold villain like him act vulnerable in front of you. You took a few steps towards him and finally said “I’m in” his eyes immediately lit up and hugged you tightly “thank you for trusting me , I promise you’ll never regret this” you pulled away “ a-about your feelings-“ “it’s okay take your time I’ll wait for you” he said smiling again. *meanwhile* “sensei what about her?” said Bakugo worriedly “ don’t worry young Bakugo we’ll find her and bring her back safe” “what if that bastard kills her? I would never forgive myself” “shh young Bakugo she’ll be safe and

we need you to be safe now go and join your friends they all rushed to save you” he nodded a left that place joining Deku, Kirishima and the others then went to the dorms. “if something happens to her I would never forgive myself even if she forgives me” said Bakugo to himself wiping a tear. Two weeks passed and none of the heroes could find you, they searched everywhere but for nothing, there’s no trace no hint of you. Everyone started losing hope of finding you and started spreading rumors of you being killed by the League of Villains. Meanwhile you were working on your quirk with Dabi. He helped you a lot and took care of you all the time. The others treated well too but you only trusted Dabi, he was your safe place. He made everything much easier . and comfortable and you were slowly falling for him without realizing it. You were busy with him and Shigaraki working on some plans for your next target when Toga entered the room laughing and “ haha(y\n) they really thought we killed you” all of you looked at her “huh what do you mean?” “quickly turn the TV on” ‘A UA student kidnapped and killed by the League of Villains’ said the host ‘is the UA still able to create heroes? Because apparently your students aren’t even able to use their quirks to defend themselves’ asked the host looking at All might ‘ and why didn’t you search the whole city?’. Your face dropped did they really give up on you? did they really thought you’re weak and unable to defend yourself? Are you a disappointment? when Dabi noticed your sad face he quickly shut the TV before hearing All might’s statement . “ don’t mind them they’re wrong and they’ll regret it” said Shigaraki. You couldn’t face anyone especially Dabi so you left the room before breaking down into tears. “ ah Dabi you should teach her the villain spirit as soon as possible we can’t handle emotion here” exclaimed Shigaraki in annoyance. Dabi left the room to find you. He found you on the rooftop crying “(y\n)!!”you quickly wiped your tears but you couldn’t hide the redness and the puffiness “and managed to say “I hate them all” , “c-can I hold you?” said Dabi sitting next to you, you sniffed and nodded getting closer to him. His arms strongly held you to his chest, he played with your hair to help you relax a bit “you’re so good to me” you said out of the blue “ I can’t thank you enough” “ hey hey listen! They’ll regret what they said, they’ll regret underestimating you. All of them that host , your teachers , your classmates…they’re not worth your tears because soon you’ll make them cry in pain” he said proudly. At first you opposed the idea of causing serious injuries but after seeing the rumors and people’s reactions you realized that who you thought were innocent in the past are now you’re enemies “yes I will”you said as you tightened your grip around Dabi’s waist. The sun was setting and the breeze was refreshing everything was perfect especially you being in Dabi’s arms. You realized how much you needed this feeling in your life, how much you are touch straved and how much you needed only his touches. You pulled away and said “I’m sure I can do this Dabi I can make them suffer but I want you to be by my side…a-always” he grabbed your chin and looked at you, you got lost in his eyes “Dabi I love you” without hesitation he kissed you, his lips were soft sucking on your lower lip. You closed your eyes giving up to the sweet feeling, his hands rubbed your waist up to your chest and landing on your neck pulling you even closer. Your hands are lost in his hair tugging the soft strands. The kiss was passionate it was a mix of love, anger, sadness, happiness. Both of you finally pulled away breathless, breathing heavily and looking deeply at each other “wow” he said you blushed at his reaction “s-so we’re together now?” you asked playing with your hands “yes we are..and we’ll forever be” he answered flashing each other bright smiles. Months passed and you’re getting more and more into the villains’ work, you quickly learned all the rules and started thinking like them. Your

relationship with Shigaraki and the others got better and you put a bit of trust in them. You helped them setting evil plans like robbing places, kidnapping hostages and threatening people but you never showed your real identity you kept it for the big day as the other villains call it. The day where all of you will break into UA and set it on fire including all the teachers and students. You used your quirk perfectly actually it is more powerful. Training with Dabi improved your skills a lot “tch stupid teachers they didn’t see potential in me they only focused on that idiot Bakugo and Deku, now I can lift them and their audacity” you said to yourself wiping the sweat. You committed a lot of crimes along with Dabi, you were the badass duo pairing up together on each mission taking down people together, robbing and setting places on fire. It’s been a year now and tomorrow is the big day, after a lot of training after many tears whenever you remember your old self but also after many happy moments with your partner Dabi after many nights spent together feeling each other up, he made you feel like no one else on this planet finally you were ready to take down the place where you hoped to be the number one hero one day but look at you now. You looked at your reflection in the mirror and said “ you can do it (y\n), you’ll show them who’s the strongest “ a said smile drawn on your face, will you be able to hurt people that were a big part in your life? You were again spacing out when Dabi tapped your shoulder “we’ll do it together” you nodded then both of you laid on bed trying to sleep before starting the big mission. *In the morning* Dabi pecked your lips “ you’re ready babygirl?” “yeah”. You’ll be the first one to get into UA then you’ll help others to get in. you waited until everyone gathered then entered, the security guard was shocked to see you “ hello”you smiled “ long time no see “ he approached you to shake your hand “oh my god It’s nice to see you again (y\n) tell me what happened” “I’m sure you’ll know very soon sir” you smirked shaking his hand making him fall on the ground growling in pain he held his knees to his chest “please s-stop” “ I can’t I’m too lazy to inactivate my quirk” “p-plea-“ but before he can finish it he fainted. You’re quirk was too unbearable. You sent Dabi a message informing him to get in. Now you’re in the center of the school, you took you’re hood off and said “HELLO EVERYONE” everyone looked at you in shock. After a year? You came back? How did you escape the villains? Everyone rushed towards you hugging you “so now they’re acting like they care” you said to yourself while flashing them an innocent smile ”(y\n)”said Bakugo “you’re alive! “ he added and rushed towards you giving you a warm hug. You would be the happiest if they did that before, if they cared before, but it’s too late now. You waited for the right moment to affect them all with your quirk “young (y\l\n)” said All might rushing towards you “are you okay? I’m so proud of you! you fought alone” he added “glad to see you again” said Aizawa. “yes I’m okay, I’m alive” you stopped for a moment “ but soon all of you will be dead” you added giving them a cold stare, in less than a second everyone was on the ground hissing in pain most of them started crying begging you to stop “p-please!” “HELL NO I WONT STOP DO YOU KNOW THE PAIN I FELT WHEN I WAS A STUDENT HERE? ANSWER ME! HAH OF COURSE YOU WONT CAUSE YOU NEVER CARED” you said then the other villains joined you “ good job (y\n) !” exclaimed Shigaraki “what?” said Bakugo “h-how ? how could you do that? You joined them? You forgot about your friends and teac-“ “you did Bakugo! All of you did! Why are you putting all the blame on me huh? You didn’t even bother looking for me, I’m sure you didn’t even cry over the stupid rumors, and now enjoy mu ‘cursed touch’” “no we did all of us did” said Deku through pain, your heart ached a bit at his sight he was the only one beside Uraraka who treated you well. “ young (y\l\n) your friends spent days and nights looking for you they never

gave up on you, they all had hope that you’re alive , especially Bakugo they even encountered many of who you consider now friends ” you doubted his words a bit “then how come I didn’t know about-“ you stopped when you realized you looked back at Dabi and the others “ you knew about it?” “TELL HER YOU SCARRED FACE YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU KILLED HER”yelled Shoto “D-dabi? “ you looked at him in shock “w-why didn’t you tell me? You said that you’re not keeping secrets from the person you love” you said your voice cracking “WHY DID YOU LIE TO ME DABI?” “are they dating?” said shoto in disbelief , everyone trying to process the situation through the pain you planted in their boodies “haha person I love?” laughed Dabi “it’s not the first time lying to you babygirl you were too madly in love with me to be blinded like that”he added in an offensive tone you took a step towards him “D-dabi what do you mean? I thought you loved me you said I’m too special and-“ “and you fortunately believed it” “poor girl” said Shigaraki “you expect him to love a desperate UA student?” “your quirk is too powerful too strong that we needed it so bad” said Dabi “and after committing many crimes that we longed for and after reaching this point you’re useless” you stared blankly you hated the sympathy looks that you received from the teachers and students “I’ve never loved and I’ll never will such a fool *looked at you coldly* you really expected a villain like would love a stupid UA girl like you “ “how dare you?” you said in tears “I lost my friends, teachers and dream to be with you-“ “trust me even if you stayed at UA that lame dream of yours would never be achieved, you have the strongest quirk yes but you don’t have the potential, you’re too naïve to the point that we abducted you cause we knew you’re an easy target, easy to manipulate…villains hacks“ he laughed earning laughs from the others , at this point you tried to slap to Dabi but he dodged you making you fall on the ground “Not gonna lie that I had my fun with that delicate body but overall it was the worst year of my life ..stuck with you”. The effect of your quirk decreased, it was guided by your emotions and at that moment you felt weak and broken hearted. Eventually your quirk was inactivated; your body couldn’t handle or control it. The teachers and students were finally able to stand up and the fight began between the Heroes and the Villains. Everything around you moved in slow motion. You stared at the blurry scene in front of you because of all the tears. You collected yourself and left them fighting not able face the people you betrayed and not able to hurt the man you loved. You left everything behind trying to forget about what happened. You realized that you’re not meant to be neither a hero nor a villain you can just be a broken fool who believed a big lie called love.

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