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wazzappp · 8 months ago

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Oh my god OH MY G O D

\He had to stand on a bucket to reach its fusebox\

OH BUDDY. OH BUD YOURE GONNA MISS THOSE LEGS IN A MINUITE LMFAO

\Robbie glanced down into the fuse box one more time and noticed the pink of his unnatural fingernails glittering through the black polish he’d touched up just two days ago, a strange holographic effect that made his head hurt. He grabbed Eli, his glossy scales smooth and dry and currently warm from the engine block\

SPORKLE MAGIC. SPORKLE MAGIC FOR REAL. oh my god Eli getting himself warm on the engine block oh my god how very snake of him it could be cute if he wasnt such a terrible person.

\A hesitant nudge, and then a flood. Robbie held two roles at once, the source and the vessel, draining and filling himself at the same time,\

once again you continue to take the idea i just sort of threw out there AND MAKE IT EXISTENTIAL AND UP THE HORROR LETS GO LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOO

\body condensed and sense returned and he predictably crashed to his face on the cracked pavement behind Canelo’s.\

JAKLDSJFKL:EWFDSKLF FALLING ON HIS FACE IS A REGULAR THING FOR HIM BECAUSE OF COURSE IT IS WONDERFUL WONDERFUL

oh my FUCKING LORD all of Robbie realizing that its not Eli trying to swallow him whole its HIM its PART OF HIM AAAAAAAA. TRANSFORMATION P A N I C its so beautiful it gives me the chest maggot feeling OH WAIT YES SHIT ITS CALLED BUTTERFLIES I FORGOT YEAH YEAH IT MAKES ME SO INCREDIBLY HAPPY AAAAAAAAAA ohhhhhh hes so good at delaying the freakout you cant have a panic attack in the backalley of your employers machine shop there have to be limits oh my god HES BLEEDING PINK GLITTER GLUE AAAAAA!!!! AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

\i gotta get sober\

I completely agree bro but that ain't gonna help in this particular circumstance

\He figured he had one good jump in him; he pictured his bedroom as hard as he could, shut his eyes against the horrible nothingness, and concentrated: get me out of here, get me out of here, get me out of here...until he unmade himself with a Pop!\

HIM HATING TELEPORTING!! YOU REMEMBERED <3!!!!!!!!!!!! yes yessssssssss using 'Unmaking' to describe it thats so fucking accurate yessssssSSSSSSSSS. AND HES GOOD AT IT CAUSE HES FUESED WITH ELI SO HE CAN DRAW ON AS MUCH MAGIC AS HE NEEDS OHHHHH THATS GOOD THATS SO GOOD!!!!

\part of his belly draped over the bed and the rest curved about itself on the floor, scales rubbing against smooth scales. He couldn’t even keep track of himself. As he tried to straighten his snake body to push his human torso toward the door to lock it, some part of his massive body moved, but only to rattle the dresser against the wall.\

YESSSSSSSSSS. YOU MUST RELEARN HOW TO MOVEEEEEE YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!! Ohhhhh my god not being able to tell what part of him is touching what that would be so incredibly overwhelming how DELICOUS. Punching the floor when the usual problem solving method doesent work. he just like me for real for real

HAMMERSPACE!!!! FUCK YEAH HAMMERSPACE refering to his usual self as 'mundane' ohhhhh thats so good holy shit holy SHIT

\“Mierda,” Lee breathed, horrified. “You...you think you gonna pull through?”

“I’m not dying,” Robbie said.

“Okay, guey. You, uh...you rest up now. We’ll keep an eye on your car.”\

Ohhhh my god I can only imagine the sheer chaos at Canelos rn. Lenny just runs in screaming 'ROBBIE TURNED INTO A PINK SNAKE PERSON AND STABBED HIMSELF IN THE TAIL' and honestly nobody knows what to do with that. Hes probably just high as fuck and something is actually wrong but his brain is whacked and thats why they let Robbie go no problem ohhghdksla;fkdlsaas i cant imagine Canelo would like the new workplace gossip at ALL.

Him saying Mr. Castle. Oh my god hes such a polite little nope rope.

\With his eyes shut, there was nothing to distract himself from the press of battered hardwood floor and dirty laundry and walls and furniture against his endless, naked lower torso. He scrunched and tugged and slid and dragged and folded his body until he managed to fit his snake body into the bare space between his bed and his dresser, coils stacking on top of each-other and engulfing his relatively small human self in strangely soothing pressure and darkness.\

WHAT IF I STARTED SCREECHING HUH. WHAT ABOUT THAT. Ohhhhhhhh my god subconsciously giving himself a space where he can freak out. He feels too big and feeling too much so he's giving himself somewhere small so he can feel safe HES MAKING HIMSELF SMALL SO HE CAN HIDE AND FEEL SAFE OH MY FUCKING G O D. Hooghdsk. im AAAAGHHHHH.

\“Mnh,” Mr. Castle grunted, then yawned loudly. “You’re lucky you caught me before the sun hit my recliner.” That was an uncharacteristic overshare. “The whole point of using Signal is to include all relevant details in your messages.”\

Cat-stle gives no fucks jskal;dsa oh yeah kitty cat mode activated there is no stopping the combined power of the dad nap and the cat nap.

HIS WHOLE CONVERSATION WITH FRANK. THE SSSSSSSSS PROCEEDING S WORDS. AAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA

\Robbie pressed at one of his coils with his hand; he couldn’t even tell where the pressure was coming from, just that his hand felt very small.\

I will never be tired of him freaking out about how very little human body there is left of him. ohhhfdhhhhhh thats that good shit thats good goOD SHIT

MAGICAL GIRL MONTHLIES. AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA

\Robbie hadn’t even noticed he had a forked tongue; he stuck it out and crossed his eyes as it just kept coming, vibrant red-purple and as long as his hand. “Augh!” He pulled it back in and was walloped by the taste of dust and motor oil and the residual masculine funk that persisted despite his magicalgirlitis. “No,” he said, suddenly hyperaware of the bizarre movements his tongue was making to compensate for its new shape. “It’sss. It’s. My. Uh.” He raised his phone overhead and sent a selfie.\

AAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHHAHA!!! ohhh wait ohhhhh my god what if when he fanagles some way to get Gabe home (maybe he could contact lisa?? If she already knows then she might be able to help. i cant imagine he would want her to see him all snakey though) he already knows hes outside not cause of the sound of a car pulling up or the front door opening but by BEING ABLE TO SMELL HIM OUTSIDE CAUSE OF HIS TONGUE AAAA THAT WOULD BE SO DISORIENTING NEW SENSORIUM CAN WE CHEER FOR NEW SENSORIUM????. Also in love with how he started overthinking his new tongue, said the sssss too long. and IMMIDIATLY started the sentence over to fix his mistake. Thats soooOOOOO GOOD AAAHHGDKSL

Im drawing that selfie. Not the power of god or his armies of angles could stop me. im fucking AAAAAAAAAAA

ANGR Magical Girl AU: MenSynarche

In reference to this post which is both required reading and also has awesome hilarious art.

Robbie gets his first monthly snaketime. Frank Castle explains.

“Ssomething’s happening,” Eli announced from where he’d nestled his pink serpentine coils atop the engine block of a 2001 Escalade. Robbie grunted. He had to stand on a bucket to reach its fusebox comfortably, and the stupid luxury SUV had every fuse filled. He squinted at the wiring diagram on his phone and tilted it sideways, hoping it would make more sense. The phone auto-compensated and straightened the diagram for him, so he had to tilt his head instead. “Now problem or later problem?” he murmured. Normal people couldn’t see Eli, so Robbie often brought him to work as incentive to be less of an asshole. He was okay to talk to on his good days, and knew a lot more about cars than he did about rodents. Which was odd for a snake, and which Eli had never satisfactorily explained.

“Not a problem per se,” Eli mused. “But it’s definitely now. Take a bathroom break unless you want an awkward convo with the boss.”

“You wanna explain?” Robbie tried, and Eli deflected, “That’d take all day.” Yeah, sure.

Robbie glanced down into the fuse box one more time and noticed the pink of his unnatural fingernails glittering through the black polish he’d touched up just two days ago, a strange holographic effect that made his head hurt. He grabbed Eli, his glossy scales smooth and dry and currently warm from the engine block, and headed for the time clock to punch out for a break. Canelo was surprisingly easy-going about his breaks—probably out of consideration for his family responsibilities—but Robbie couldn’t know when his patience would run out. Then he ducked out the back door into the garbage alley and almost tripped over Lenny, seated on the ground with a lighter and some bits of trash and staring furtively up at him and honestly Robbie didn’t want to know. Lenny scrambled to his knees to gather up his paraphernalia and Eli went suddenly limp in Robbie’s hand and the warm bright fuzz of their magic erupted from the stone in his chest and no, not here, I didn’t even say the words what the fuck, the world went soft and distant as his body unraveled.

He waited, just a glittering nebula of himself, for his uniform to give him solidity. The transformation was like his own personal time dilation field; sure it was hard to think, but it didn’t last nearly as long in the real world as it felt like to him. He just had to wait until the magic decided it was ready to re-make him, dress him back up like a paper doll—come on, did it always take this long? He could almost see the pink stone in his mind’s eye this time, an empty channel for power to flow through, but nothing was happening. Why could he see it? Should he push?

A hesitant nudge, and then a flood. Robbie held two roles at once, the source and the vessel, draining and filling himself at the same time, and then with relief he felt the leotard and the skirt and the bows popping into place on his chest and shoulders, the tiara coming to rest on his forehead, and his body condensed and sense returned and he predictably crashed to his face on the cracked pavement behind Canelo’s. He started to push himself up, cursing his stupid gogo boots, but couldn’t get his knees under him. He was pressing up on his hands, but he still felt grit digging into his whole chest and belly. He tried to roll over, but he felt trapped, heavy, and as he twisted sideways to look at how he had fallen, he kept twisting and twisting and—

Eli was massive. His glossy pink body filled the alley, great swoops and coils as thick around as Robbie’s waist. Shit. Eli was normally harmless, but he clearly didn’t like it. Eli at this size would not be so harmless, magical healing venom or not. “Eli,” Robbie said cautiously, searching for his head. He spotted his tail by the dumpster, and unless he’d folded completely in half, his head should be closer to Robbie and he was actually swallowing Robbie Jesus fuck. Robbie summoned his pick-hammers and swung at the pink reptile skin that had overtaken his legs, stupid, that’s what you get for trusting him, and then stabbing pain high in his chest, teeth, must be, so Robbie wriggled desperately from side to side looking for the monster’s eyes—where were his eyes? The lashing pink coils that had swallowed up his legs ended blindly under his flared miniskirt. The wounds in the snake’s body that bled glimmering fuschia ichor stung as his hands passed over them. Eli had nothing to say, because Eli didn’t have a head. Just Robbie, sticking out of his neck like a hood ornament.

“I gotta get sober,” Lenny croaked from the doorway.

Robbie had to undo this, and he had to get out of here. He figured he had one good jump in him; he pictured his bedroom as hard as he could, shut his eyes against the horrible nothingness, and concentrated: get me out of here, get me out of here, get me out of here...until he unmade himself with a Pop!

Transforming was bad, but at least Robbie could see the logic as to how all the bits of himself stayed roughly in place: conservation of momentum. Jumping was like starting a transformation, pausing, and then being blown to his destination by a great wind. It was chaotic and error-prone and he hated it. This time, though, he could see the wind, a swirling vortex that picked up the glittery mist that was Robbie and carried him��mostly—across twenty blocks to his apartment. He could also see pink glitter that escaped the vortex, bits of his magical essence drifting over the tight clusters of homes built in multigenerational backyards, the alleys, the tiendas, the neglected streets that made up Hillrock Heights. He’d had worse jumps that left him shaking and exhausted; this one felt normal. He wondered how much of himself he’d bled all over the city on magical errands.

The magic reconstructed him in his bedroom, pink anaconda body and all. Robbie felt his ribs pressing against every wall, part of his belly draped over the bed and the rest curved about itself on the floor, scales rubbing against smooth scales. He couldn’t even keep track of himself. As he tried to straighten his snake body to push his human torso toward the door to lock it, some part of his massive body moved, but only to rattle the dresser against the wall. This would certainly put a damper on ghost-fighting.

Robbie facepalmed and spoke the words to return to his mundane form, then punched the floor when nothing happened.

At least he still had hammerspace. He reached up for an imaginary shelf over his head and retrieved his cell phone, which he’d left in his mundane pants, and called Canelo’s. Lee picked up after about ten rings, and Robbie explained that he had to take a personal sick day.

“Mierda,” Lee breathed, horrified. “You...you think you gonna pull through?”

“I’m not dying,” Robbie said.

“Okay, guey. You, uh...you rest up now. We’ll keep an eye on your car.”

“Appreciate it.” Robbie let him go, then tried and failed again to roll over onto his back. He collapsed face down onto the floor, then propped himself up on his elbows and messaged Frank Castle.

Mr. Castle was...scary, and he had little patience for Robbie’s safety concerns. Johnny was supportive, and Danny was talented, but neither of them had the advanced Magical Girl know-how that Robbie needed right now, and right now Robbie needed legs so he could pick up Gabe from middle school, cook dinner, and make it back in to work tomorrow. He stared anxiously at his phone, texted three more times, and then tossed his phone back up onto its imaginary shelf and buried his head under his arms to hyperventilate.

With his eyes shut, there was nothing to distract himself from the press of battered hardwood floor and dirty laundry and walls and furniture against his endless, naked lower torso. He scrunched and tugged and slid and dragged and folded his body until he managed to fit his snake body into the bare space between his bed and his dresser, coils stacking on top of each-other and engulfing his relatively small human self in strangely soothing pressure and darkness.

He sensed his phone ringing from hammerspace and struggled to unspool enough to free his head and one arm to retrieve it. Frank. Okay. He cleared his throat and accepted the call. “Thanks for getting back to me, Mr. Castle.”

“Mnh,” Mr. Castle grunted, then yawned loudly. “You’re lucky you caught me before the sun hit my recliner.” That was an uncharacteristic overshare. “The whole point of using Signal is to include all relevant details in your messages.”

“Okay, sir,” Robbie said, though he was not in the mood for a lecture on instant messaging etiquette from a Vietnam veteran.

“But I can guess your Familiar is missing and there’s snakey bits where some of your human bits used to be.”

“Yess!” Robbie gasped as his coils reflexively squeezed the air out of his human lungs, which was a lot less uncomfortable than it probably should be. He relaxed and took a breath. “I don’t know what I did wrong. I wasn’t even trying to transform. How do I fix it?”

“Punisher log,” Mr. Castle muttered. “New mission: half-kill Johnny Blaze for not explaining shit to the newbie. ...It’s your synarche, kid. You’re a grown Magical Girl now.” Mr. Castle proceeded to explain that on every new moon, a mature Magical Girl would temporarily merge with their Familiar from moonrise to moonset, for unavoidable and annoying magical-biological maintenance purposes. Nothing was wrong, so there was nothing to fix.

“Fuck.” Robbie pressed at one of his coils with his hand; he couldn’t even tell where the pressure was coming from, just that his hand felt very small. “I’d rather turn into an actual girl than deal with this shit.”

“And I’d rather be talking my actual daughter through her first period, but here we are,” Mr. Castle growled.

“Ssorry, sir.”

“Shit happens. You gotta deal. You’re a Magical Girl, you get Magical Monthlies. The upside is, in this state, you get to peek behind the curtain at processes that your familiar normally handles for you. It’s a good time to refine your skills. Like teleporting.”

Robbie winced.

“Or, if you’re still not ready to practice that extremely useful and potentially life-saving ability, go do some crimefighting.”

“I don’t think I can do that right now.”

“What, embarrassed of the forked tongue?”

Robbie hadn’t even noticed he had a forked tongue; he stuck it out and crossed his eyes as it just kept coming, vibrant red-purple and as long as his hand. “Augh!” He pulled it back in and was walloped by the taste of dust and motor oil and the residual masculine funk that persisted despite his magicalgirlitis. “No,” he said, suddenly hyperaware of the bizarre movements his tongue was making to compensate for its new shape. “It’sss. It’s. My. Uh.” He raised his phone overhead and sent a selfie.

“Huh,” Mr. Castle said after a minute. “That’s a new one.” Robbie waited miserably as though he might change his mind and divulge a secret advanced Magical Girl technique to cut short this stupid syn-whatever, but all he had for him was, “Well, you got about twelve hours to kill. If you do nothing else, meditate.”

Great. Robbie sank back into the dark of his own coils and screamed in frustration.

#ghost rider magical girl au #robbie reyes #made me laugh #fic rec #im not well about this dude im. im so not well about it im losing my mind over here #marbles on the floor once more. tripping hazard. aafughhohhhhhhggghhhhh

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belphies-cuhm-sluht · 4 years ago

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I'm sorry if I'm bothering but I cant stop thinking about the brothers reacting to the mcs family accepting them as mcs bf before and after they find out the bro is a demon

The Brothers When MC’s Family Accepts Them As Demons (Headcanons)

These got super long, so I’m gonna put them under the cut. Thanks for the request, this was super fun to do.

Lucifer

The amount of stress he had going into this was ridiculous. He didn’t want to meet your family in the first place, he thought it was unnecessary and he would have much rather they not knew that he and you were dating. You insisted though, and he begrudgingly agreed to meet them when you went back up to the human world for your birthday. Everything was going fine until you slipped up and used his full name, and he was honestly… relieved. He had hated the stupid nickname you had given to him… “Luci”. It made him cringe, but nobody really named their child Lucifer, so apparently it was necessary. That one slip though, and he froze up, waiting for your parents to freak out… but they didn’t. Honestly, he wondered if your parents were even listening, but then your dad tried to make a dad joke. “So Lucifer, what was the fall like? Just joking, glad you could join us.” Confused. Kind of worried about your parents judgement, because, of course he loves you and wouldn’t want anyone to get in between the two of you… your parents are just… okay?With you dating a demon? Might need to take the second that your parents didn’t take.

Mammon

Not really all for meeting your family, but then again, that could be another way of getting free gifts or money. Definitely decides that he wants to meet them around Christmas, and make sure to let them know that you’re bringing your boyfriend, and that he likes gold anything or just flat out cash. He was nervous, but he wouldn’t let that show. Obviously The Great Mammon doesn’t get nervous, not around some measly humans. But these humans, these humans were important to you, and if he didn’t make a good impression, well… he could handle his brothers talking bad about him, but your family was a whole different thing. Christmas morning seemed to be going along without a hitch, the two of you had decided to just call each other by pet names so his real name wouldn’t slip… that is until his greediness started to show and he started pestering your parents about what he got. You lightly smacked his arm, whispering his name, hoping that your family didn’t hear you. “Oh, Mammon? Like the demon of greed Mammon?” Uhm… why weren’t your parents freaking out? “Don’t worry. We didn’t really know what to get you, so we just decided on money. I’m sure you won’t mind.” He’s on a whole new level of shook. Your family is so chill, he wants to come back for every holiday.

Leviathan

Getting him to leave his own bedroom was a job on its own. Trying to get him to agree to meet your family was a whole new level of difficult. There was no need for it, they won’t like him, he’s a loser… he gave all these excuses, and although none of them were true to you, he believed them to be true. You were on the verge of giving up and he saw that, he saw that you were upset about it, and he didn’t want to be the reason for you being upset so he finally said that he would. Only for a day trip though. His anxiety was already through the roof and he didn’t want to be stuck in a house of a bunch of people he didn’t know longer than 24 hours. That was no problem for you though as your family was having a small get together. It was a cookout and there would be a pool and everything, just a pleasant day of family fun. That’s how you sold it to him, and although he was still reluctant, he liked the idea of a pool. So now, here you were, goofing off in the pool. He was pushing you around the pool in a little donut raft, and he decided it would be funny to flip you off of it. You squealed his name when you came up from out of the water, forgetting for a second where you were, and your entire family was looking at the two of you now. “Leviathan… I know I heard that name before… isn’t that that one demon who…” “Doesn’t matter what he is, they’re both having fun. Burgers are up in five minutes, kiddos.” They’re not… shocked? Not running for the hills, having a panic attack. Nope, just burgers. He finally feels like he can really relax now, and that’s all that matters.

Asmodeus

Pfft, worried? Not him. People love him. Your parents will too, he was sure of it. He was all for visiting your parents, actually, he was the one who brought it up. You were about to visit your mom for her birthday, and he decided that he wanted to come along too, since he’d never met your family before. He felt like you were hiding him and he didn’t like that feeling, so now he was coming to your mom's birthday and he even picked her out a gift. Obviously it was self-care set, but what else was he going to get her? It’s Asmo. Of course, your mother loves him immediately. He’s kind and he’s gentle and soft spoken, and he keeps calling her beautiful. He was a charmer, and everything was going great. The entire party went flawlessly, and you both thought that you’d get through the day without anyone finding out that your boyfriend was in fact a demon. That is, until your mother stopped the two of you for goodbye hugs, and she decided to become curious about his name. “Is Asmo your full name, or is it short for something else?” She was so inquizitive, and you bit your lip, hoping that he’d just agree that Asmo was his name, but, he had no shame. He told her that it was short for Asmodeus, and at first she looked shocked, but then she just shrugged. “Hmm, well… isn’t that something. You two get home safely, and come back soon, okay?” At first he thought that she just didn’t know who he was, but you explained to him that she knew, she just didn’t care. He kind of had a feeling it would happen that way though, so he was just as happy as he was before he came up to visit.

Satan

He’ll agree to visit your parents, you don’t have to bribe him, convince him, nothing. He just wants you to call him by his real name. He said he would be on his best behaviour, and that your family would have no reason to hate him unless they’re judging him strictly off of his name, but if that’s the case, then they’re shit anyway and he doesn’t want to associate with them. It was a Fathers Day party, and you were on edge the entire time. Your parents weren’t judgemental at all, but the name, his name alone would freak anyone out. He was a true gentleman, shaking your fathers hand and having regular conversations with him about different books that they’ve read. Things were great, and then dinner came along. Satan and your dad were still talking amongst themselves when he stopped in the middle of his sentence. “You know, Y/N never did tell us your name. Things have just been so busy, I’m sorry about that.” Satan didn’t hold back, he almost too proudly stated his name to your father, like he was expecting some type of freak out. It was your mom who chuckled lightly, shaking her head. “Ah, leave it to Y/N to date Satan. Well, everyone seems happy in the relationship, who am I to judge?” And with that everyone went back to eating. You were more shocked than Satan was, he just seemed really smug now, continuing his conversation with your dad. It felt like a giant weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

Beelzebub

Halloween, you chose Halloween. There was candy involved and he seemed excited about it. He was always so sweet and you really felt like you had nothing to worry about with him, how could anyone not like Beel? He was a big teddy bear, an absolute sweetheart. He wasn’t even nervous about meeting your family, and there was no reason for him to be. When he walked into your house everyone greeted him with open arms, warm welcomes, and soft smiles. Honestly, the only thing intimidating about him was his height, but everyone quickly got over that and it even became a sort of joke between him and your dad. “Oh, watch your head there, pal. If Y/N would have told me you were so tall I would have raised the archways a little more.” Dad jokes, and while you were embarrassed whenever your dad said anything, Beel seemed to love it. When snack trays went out, Beel devoured everything almost immediately, and it was only when he had cleared the entire table that he realized what he did, smiling sheepishly at you. Your family was clearly… concerned. Beel decided to take it upon himself to explain everything since you seemed so worried, and his plan was, if they freaked out, he’d just take you back to the Devildom to celebrate Halloween there. It was quite the opposite though, and your mom actually seemed relieved that there was a reason for him eating so much. “That makes so much sense. I was getting worried that someone wasn’t feeding you. Well, you can always come home anytime for dinner, alright?” So happy, he’s so happy. Ends up changing into his demon form for a Halloween costume which amazes everyone. He asks to visit your family at least once a week for dinner now. It’s a second home to him.

Belphegor

Why visit your family when he can just sleep? Sleep is life. He’ll probably just zonk out at your parents house anyway, but that wasn’t the point. You wanted him to at least meet your parents once. They had asked you to come home, and you had told them before that you had a boyfriend and they really wanted to meet him too. It wasn’t particularly hard to say no to you, it’s just that he didn’t like hurting your feelings, and he felt like it was the least he could do considering he did… kill you once. He really did do his best to stay awake, not for your parents, but for you. He didn’t want you to think he was rude for falling asleep at the dinner table, which almost happened. Once everyone moved into the living room though, he couldn’t help himself. Leaning against your shoulder he slowly dozed off and your mom noticed immediately. “Just like your father, able to fall asleep anywhere and everywhere.” You heard Belphie scoff quietly, deciding that he would throw out a joke about being Belphegor, the Demon of Sloth. Of course, you knew that it wasn’t a joke, and you tensed up, waiting for your mom’s reaction to it. “Oh, well, that makes sense now. Do you need a pillow, or a blanket? A warm cup of tea?” He peaked one eye open, staring at your mom for a second before looking up at you and declining, almost too politely. He was kind of bummed out that your mom wasn’t scared of him. There was no fun in it. At least he got to nap a little longer though, and she brought him a cup of tea anyway, so he was still winning in the end. All is well that ends well.

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nikrangdan · 4 years ago

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classmate!sunghoon

pairing: classmate!sunghoon x female reader

genre: fluff, comedy

description: you felt like park sunghoon was way, WAY out of your league... what happens when the teacher tells him to move seats and sit next to you?

*didnt proofread

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becoming friends with park sunghoon was not something you expected to happen this year

throughout high school you had a small group of friends and never really stuck out

so when your teacher told sunghoon to move seats..

the seat happened to be the empty one next to..

guess who *cue the evil laugh*

YOU!!!!

your first thought was

‘this entire year is just gonna be him completely ignoring my existence or awkward interactions’

now you’ve heard of park sunghoon.... its basically a guarantee at your high school

he has this group of friends and theyre labelled as the popular kids i guess you could say

and the only reason he had to move seats in your two hour long class was because he and his friend jake goof off in class too often and your teacher deemed them “too distracting”

so eventually sunghoon was forced to move all the way across the classroom

right next to you

you were shocked to say the least

obviously he was handsome

too handsome to the point where you questioned how someone as good looking as him went to your school

he sighed and got up from his chair next to jake

but he still had a small smile remaining on his face indicating he wasnt that upset about him having to leave his friend

your heart began to beat quicker automatically as he walked towards your desk

even if you didnt have a crush on him like alot of people did, you still felt nervous around popular students like him for some reason

he ran his hand through his hair and sat down next to you, setting his bookbag on the floor next to him

he didnt look at you, nor acknowledge you

Awkward....

but nonetheless the lecture began again and the class sat in silence

taking notes on their laptops or sleeping

there were around 30 people in your class and your seat was in the middle row next to the window so you often gazed outside from the 2nd floor during class

you glanced to your right and noticed sunghoon slouched back in his seat, twirling around a pencil in his hand while his laptop remained open on his desk

it was just a white screen so he didnt take any notes

you were surpised because you knew he had fairly decent grades

you ignored your thoughts and continued taking your own notes

soon enough the bell rang and sunghoon stood up immediately and walked over to jake

‘yup’ you thought. ‘we are definitely not going to be having a single conversation this year.’

fast forward a couple days!!!!

you were sitting in class next to the boy

as normal

and you still have yet to talk to him.. mainly because you never initiated conversations ESPECIALLY when its a really really cute boy

anyways

ur teacher is like

Ok class im assigning a project and ur partner is the person sitting next to u

yay!!!!!! (can u sense the sarcasm)

welp

you sit in silence while everyone in the class starts discussing with their partners

the project is you have to make a presentation on a world issue of your choice

“um...” u start

sunghoon starts pulling out his laptop and binder

“what do you wanna do?”

he doesnt even look you

well!!!!!!

u didnt know sunghoon and his group of friends very well but u definitely thought they were more... friendly than this

its silent for like 5 seconds

“huh? oh sorry did you say something?”

“uh yeah.. i asked what you wanted to do for the project.”

“project?”

God u tried so hard not to laugh

you think he noticed because his cheeks turned a really light shade of pink

he looked so innocent

“yeah we have to make a presentation” you lightly chuckled

he was very amusing without even trying

“oh sorry haha.. i zone out easily”

“its okay.. but its due in less than 2 weeks so”

so you two spent the next hour choosing a topic and working on the project

it was kind of awkward for the first 10 minutes but then you warmed up to eachother

u were lucky that he was an extrovert too

(sunghoon is an extrovert for the sake of this story OK)

u were also lucky that he was smart

it was easy for you to talk to him.. he just felt comfortable

contrary to ur prior belief.. sunghoon was actually a really really cool guy

u used to think he was just a guy

now u think hes a really really cool guy

“can you please stop putting penguin clip art on the slides” you giggle

then he puts parrot clip art instead

“do your work!!!!” he was supposed to keep researching but he was trying to balance his pen on his nose

“shhh y/n... im doing something important.”

you roll your eyes

he was always doing something that was Not work

but you found it entertaining

and he’d make dumb little jokes that made you both hide your faces in your arms on top of the desk to hide your laughter

“hey y/n”

“what”

“what do you call an old snowman”

“i dunno.. snowgramps”

“no.. water”

you both made eye contact before bursting into laughter and then forcing yourselves to be quiet before u got in trouble

but that made everything funnier so you both were just covering your faces while trying so hard not to make a sound

this was so weird

u have never clicked with someone so fast before it honestly felt exciting

you were talking to sunghoon as if you’d been friends with him since birth

Very Very weird because you had only talked to him an hour ago and now u two are acting like besties ?!?!

jake noticed from across the room too

hes like ‘Why is sunghoon having fun without me🙄🙄’

the bell rings and so far you only have 2 slides

“we didnt get anything done” you note as you pack your bag

“yeah yeah i know. we can work on it more tomorrow”

“right.. see you tomorrow” you’re about to head out until jake walks up

“hey bro” he and sunghoon do some kind of made up handshake before he turns to look at you

now you know jake

everyone knows jake

you used to think he was the sweetest out of all their friend group

and he definitely lives up to that!!!

“hey y/n!” he gives u a smile

AWE hes so adorable

“hi” u reply

you were trying to speed up this conversation though so you could go eat lunch with your friend

“hows the project going?” he asks

“bad. sunghoon doesnt know how to do anything.” you deadpanned jokingly

sunghoon looks at you with an offended look that makes you wanna snort

“hey! you’re the one who doesn’t know how to add text to the slide!”

“what the hell sunghoon?! don’t tell him that, it’s embarrassing!” you give him a dirty look before walking out the classroom door with a smile on your face

days passed and you and sunghoon would only speak during that class but whenever you did it would be a mess

“sunghoon, y/n, quiet down! there is no reason for my classroom to be this loud!” your teacher scolds you two after sunghoon slapped his desk after you accidentally snorted

u two had such a weird relationship

u were almost strangers outside this one class but besties when u were in it

jake noticed too

one time he asked sunghoon during lunch why ur relationship was what it was

“i dont know.. thats just how we are” he answered

but jake kind of suspected sunghoon had a crush on u

*wiggles eyebrows*

it had only been a week but jake was determined to set u up together

“y/n you look cold, heres sunghoons jacket!”

“y/n sunghoon needs help with his homework, can you maybe do something about that..”

“sunghoon, y/n looks sad go give her a hug”

needless to say it worked!!!!

because a week after you presented your 2 weeks worth project

sunghoon asked u on a date

YUPPPPPP

let me recite how it went

u were walking out of class together because jake wasnt there that day

sunghoons bookbag was slung over one shoulder and u were stood next to him with both hands on ur straps

“hey.. do u wanna maybe go grab something to eat with me for dinner..? or something” he quickly asked

“what, like a date?” you joke

“uh.. yeah” he replied looking down at u

u stop in your tracks

WHA

No way

“wait what? seriously?” you look up at him with wide eyes

“yes u little munchkin” he pinches your cheeks exaggeratedly and pulls them to make your face sway everywhere

u swat them off so fast

“um.. okay” u answer and ur face heats up

you cant even look him in the eye

like u cant say u DIDNT see this coming but it was still a shock

“awe is y/n blushing” he teases

“go away stupid”

yeah he doesnt go away

ANYWAYS u are the cutest couple ever

everyone wants to be u two so bad!

couple goals literally

jake is so proud of himself honestly

whenever u get into a silly little argument his rebuttal is always

“remind me who got u the best boyfriend ever? thats right, me. dont try me y/n”

and ur like

“ooohhh jakey im so scareddd”

he cannot stand u

but Yeah sunghoon bestest bf ever

takes u on dates whenever u want to

makes u laugh very much

almost too much

and ur parents LOVE him

mhm sunghoon very awesome guy

#sorry this one was short and quick #cries #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #enhypen jake #enhypen sunghoon #sunghoon #enhypen blurbs #enhypen drabbles #enhypen headcanons #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #enhypen reactions

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khaleesiofalicante · 3 years ago

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THE WAY I LAUGHED WITH THIS FIC OMG JDHSJS I'M SO HAPPY FOR THIS CRACK

Honestly, we deserved it because tldn will break us with no mercy jdhdkdid, some rainbow before the storm (no, I dont care that is supposed to be the other way round)

Also, although I will try to keep this short, this will probably be a REALLY LONG ask so beware!! 💙

My man is so gay and so in love with Magnus kdhdkskja

Procastinating your feelings its no good my friends, I KNOW IT!!!

CLACE AND SIZZY RIGHTS ONLY 😎😎

"Hold on. Technically it’s not a lie. It’s an omission. So, it’s fine." Me, every time i lie...

Hold the fuck on. THE WAY YOU INTRODUCED TSC IS LITERALLY FLAWLESS!!

THIS GANG IS SO PRECIOUS OK?!?!

"If this is the only way he would have Magnus as a part of his family, then Alec didn’t mind." Bro can you not??!?

Magnus IS magic

"An empire built by a bunch of unhinged chaotic nerds." is this not tmi gang every time?? Ok but honestly this made me emo for some reason 😭

I LOVE YOU FOR MAKING THIS!!!

"He has always liked warlocks the best." *smirks* yeah, no shit...

I LOVE MARYSE AND ROBERT SO MUCH 🥺

Max would be obssesed with Magnus and we all know it!!!

“I like his name. It’s a good name. His parents gave him the name.” You are shit at this Alec

Is god real??? “I removed them from the call,” says Izzy – the only god he will ever worship. (OMG JSVSKDVSJ SAME ALEC!!)

“Fanfiction is the cornerstone of modern literature,” PREACH MAN

“Kidding. My presentation is immaculate and formatted as fuck. Because I get shit done.” As someone once wrote, women get shit done.👀

Magnus you fucking oblivious idiot!!!

I honestly support Jace's puns kdhdhjdjs

Izzy is scary but ok...also I need that pic!!!

"What Alec wants is for Magnus to have everything his heart desires. He just wishes he was one of those things too." MY FEELS!!

“Magnus Bane saves the day again!” as always

You are wrong tho...it IS a fanfic. Quite literally

“I don’t know,” Magnus shrugs. “You’re just the kind of guy who goes after what he wants.” Not really. He is the kind of guy to pine after what he wants for 12 goddamn years. (who says you cant so both?)

The times Alec says or thinks “Wait. What?” and "Alec wants to kiss him." in this fic is so funny and so valid of him

"Okay, that sounded way less creepy in his head" kdjjsksjsjsk I'm dying over here

"Alec ignores that comment. Magnus is always complimenting his face or his eyes or his body or hair. It doesn’t mean anything." I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU MAN. HE LOVES YOU!!!

Jace and Clary are married. My life is complete. My skin cleared. My mind cured💙💙

HOLY SHIT THESE TWO MAN ARE SO FUCKING DUMB. YOU BOTH LIKE OTHER FOR GOD'S SAKE

Malec here be like: I am secretly in love with him. Let me think poetry about him and his wonderful personality and beautiful looks and pin for him BUT NEVER MAKE A MOVE (I know I am in no position of judging, but at the same time i dont care😂)

MAGNUS STOP YOU ARE KILLING HIM!! Really??? Sitting on his lap and then buring your face on his neck and LICKING HIM AND kissing his check and talking pictures??? You might as well shot him!! (it was honestly soooo cute tho🥺)

“You already have like seven of those.” but of course that doesn't mean anything to him 🙂

“Uh,” Magnus looks embarrassed. “I don’t actually have one.” (I bet it was so something like: make Alec fall in love with me jdhdjdjd)

Ok, really quick: I'm on a family meeting and my parents and uncles are talking shit about my sister and cousin, which pisses me of but I don’t want to speak bc then they give me a 3 hour lecture about how they are right and we (sister, cousin and me) are wrong

But they tell me: "Dont be like them" be less problematic, etc, etc... And I'm there like: "honey, you got a big storm coming" 😂😂 Idk, its so funny every time they tell me things like that bc I AM HERE, I AM QUEER AND I WILL RAISE CHAOS SOMEDAY

Ok, back to this:

Jace and Izzy have no business judging!!! They are also a waking disaster each!!!

"Magnus, for someone who acts like he doesn’t care about the opinions of others, does have a pathological need to be liked by people, so it kinda checks out." I relate to him so much right now...

"Alec had gotten it framed and given it to Magnus when he got his first salary." bro, dude, homie, man.... CAN YOU NOT??

OMG I SEE WHERE ALEC GOT HIS OBLIVIOUS SELF!! MARYSE AND ROBERT ARE THE SAME!!

The intimacy of the "Can you take out the trash?" and "You’re home!" is my will to live. Feel you Alec...

“You’ll figure it out,” he tells the other man gently. “I know,” Magnus sighs softly. “I just don’t like the part where I am not figuring it out. (ok but this is so relatable!!)

Superheroes debates and teasing Simon is so valid of them

MAGNUS IS THE ONLY RIGHT ANSWER AS HIGH WARLOCK AND THEY KNOW IT!! quite literally...

YESS TO THE DESIGN CLARY I LOVE YOU!!

“Because I can’t think of anything more magical than you.”💙💙💙💙

The are the cutest when they sleep I just know it!!

"Well shit. If it isn’t the bridge he said he’ll cross when he gets there." LITERALLY ME EVERYTIME I PROCASTINATE ON SOMETHING!!

Omg the breast scene jdhdisbsj (without context that sounds weird)

Dark hair and blue eyes yesss!!!

“If you wanna reach heaven, you gotta die first.”...idk how...but that makes sense...and its so inspiring....

THEM>>>>

FOR FUCKS SAKE WOMAN!! WHY/HOW ARE YOU SO FUNNY????

HE LOOKS SO FUCKING GOOD OMG IF ALEC DOESN'T PASS OUT I WILL!!

“You, uh, look nice,” UNDERSTAMENT OF HISTORY AND YOU KNOW IT ALEC!!

Fuck gender stereotypes indeed. Go off, babe!!

"The entire world must know and see the beauty and magic of Magnus Bane" Never agree on something more 😌

The way Catarina, Ragnor, Raphael and Magnus meet on every au is always so interesting

Magnus's mother seems great!! I already love her with my soul <33

I wanna have a chat with everyone who ever treated Magnus wrong 🔪🔪🔪

THEY ARE SO CHAOTIC AND I'M 100% HERE FOR IT!!!

I was scared about Max finding out for a sec, ngl.

Maryse is talking to Magnus's mother. I just KNWO IT!!

“Clary, babe,” Jace sighs. “Stop tiptoeing around him.” “In her defense, she is really small,” Alec CHUCKLES. (Jshsijsjs please)

“How very gay," I ws about to make the same joke!! Not fair!!

Max is an astrology bitch (affectionate) and we know it!!

I need to know what Magnus is thinking ok?!?!

“Thank you,” she says, her voice a whisper. “For making my Alec so happy.” PARALLEL MY BELOVED💙

“Business idea,” Alec says. “A bar where you can get drunk in your sweatpants, and no one will judge you.” *sips wine* I'm listening...

The trope of doing each othe's make up gets me every time 🥺🥺

"Alec knows since he is technically rejected by Magnus every day. But damn it if he doesn’t love watching other people in his position." He is savage af😂

“Can you believe he had the audacity to flirt with my fake boyfriend?” RIGHT?? So disrespectful smh

Alec here be like: Well, mark me fow as sad and horny :)

I cant with him covered in glitter hdjdjsjkska

“Then what do you put on your face?” “Uh,” Alec says. “Soap.” (this whole scene had me laughing so hard omg😂😂😂)

“Unless it’s a bunch of paintings of me,” Alec laughs nervously. “Then that’s creepy. And I am getting out of here.” (I feel this is a call out to jemma from you...)

HE WANTS TO GO HOME 😭😭🥺

"Alec listens to all of it. And somehow, he misses the home too." THIS. THIS IS SOME GOOD SHIT RIGHT HERE 💙💙💙

Alec has no chill and I'm not complaining. "My fake boyfriend is sad. Better book him a ticket to his home asap"

That hug felt so personal for some reason

"Goddamn, these moms and their Facebook accounts!" They are dangerous and should be feared of...

THEY GO TOGETHER! Softest. Shit. Ever

SAROJA🥺🥺🥺🥺 THATS THE CUTEST

I love her. I will give up my life for her and thats very reasonable of me

Me @ Alec with the one bedroom: Youuuu, clearly didnt think this through🎶

“He once told me he wants to get married at the beach,” AND HE WILL JDJDBDJSK

“Have you ever seen something so beautiful that it makes you wonder how the hell it’s real?” Alec looks at Magnus then. “I think that every day actually.” (they take saying romantic shit and pin if to the next level)

"How am I supposed to draw a secret?” “Then don’t draw it,” she shrugs. “Some things are meant to be a secret.” ( She is so wise and lovely and strong and-)

“Thank you,” she whispers to him. “For making my Magnus so happy.” MORE PARALLELS!!

STFU ALEC SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE IS SAYING!! Just some minutes ago you were talking about how mothers really knew their children and you are right ok?!?

He drive hours to take a picture bc Magnus wanted to paint it and I'm still accepting less?!?! What is wrong with me??

ITS HAPPENING!! THEY ARE KISSING!! YESS!! I HAVE WAITED FOR THIS AND HERE IT IS AND HSVSJHS OMG OMG OMG

"But maybe he wished too hard because he is literally flying right now. He is thousands of feet up in the air when Magnus kisses him for the first time." THIS IS SOME NEXT LEVEL ROMANTIC SHIT NDBDJDMNS💙💙💙💙

Seriously????? YOU DUMB IDIOTS!!! I CANT. IMMA HEAD OUT OR I WILL CATCH HIS STUPID VIBES HOLY SHIT

Simon you smart babe. The only one with common sense it seams...

“My friend texted me that he fucked up big time, so I decided to stay home and take care of him.” ISNT HE THE CUTEST???? 🥺🥺

He is so sexy for giving advice he would definetly not follow <33

“Look. It’s your super-hot fake boyfriend who has no feelings for you whatsoever.” jdbdidisj why do we forget how awesome and sassy Simon really is?!?

He wears the Lightwood ring!!! 🥺🥺

God I also love Izzy so much. DONT YOU WANT TO MARRY ME?? Wait. I also want to marry Simon.... Shit. *screams is bi panic*.

“Because I wanted the High Warlock to have it,” Magnus replied, his eyes to the floor. “Even if I can’t.” YOU ADORABLE SUPID SHIT

“You stupid idiot!” Magnus glares. “Of course, I am in love with you.” (I think I've seen this film before, and I LOVE HOW IT ENDED! 🎶)

“I am ridiculously in love with you too.” COMMUNICATION FINALLY!!!! YESS!! I AM LOVE THIS!!

“You can keep it,” Alec chuckles. “I’ll get you something prettier soon enough.” ALEC YOU HAVE NO CHILL JDHDISJS

Cant find flaws in that logic...

HOLY SHIT I'M SO HAPPY JDJDJDJJS GO OFF DUDES HONESTLY!! I LOVE YALL!!

I will cheer for the launching going great!!!

They forgot to tell them 😂😂

“I want to know everything!” Jace beams. “How about no?” Magnus pokes out his tongue. (its their dinamic for me y ou r honor!!!)

FOR FUCKS SAKE JACE!! THEY SAID REASONABLE EXCUSE!! NOT ONE MORE PROBLEM JDJDJDJD

Omg Dani.... You CAN write something without angst!! Congrats!! Ndjdksbsisj

No, but seriously it was so great and I loved ever part!! The fluff, the mutual pining, the love... *all cheef kisses of the world*💙💙💙

Thank you for sharing this wonderful story!!! I took an entire day to read it!! Obviously with many interrumptions 😂

See ya!!! Its 4 a.m and I need to get the fuck to sleep now. Will come back later to see the chaos of the other asks!!!

Take care and remember to take a break in a while 💚💚

AHHHH THANK YOU. I’m glad I made you feel 😂🥰😂🥰😂🥰😂🥰

Your reactions are always priceless lmao. I am love them 🥺🤭

Also omg I get your bit about families. Like all these uncles and aunties always shit talk each other and I’m like “aren’t y’all related to them stop being mean and weird smh”

Anyway I’m wishing you more serotonin this week 😘😘😘

#fake dating au

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noxiatoxia · 2 years ago

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CRYINGGNN??? CRYING AUUGHGFHFGH THATS SO GOOD

that last part actually reminds me of this idea i had where kaoru really is trying to push hikaru away 'for his own good' so he starts literally trying to avoid him. being distant and kind of standoffish, but hikaru just keeps thinking its something else entirely bothering him and tries to get closer to him so he can help.

obviously this completely ruins kaoru's plan and he realizes the only way he's gonna get his brother to let go is to start avoiding him altogether. and it sucks because if he felt alone before he certainly feels alone now. but he gets his own room, doesn't really have casual conversation with hikaru, eats lunch alone, takes different routes to class. but they sit next to each other in every class and have host club together. on top of literally living with each other.

so he starts acting cold with the host club like he'd been doing with hikaru, basically slowly moving towards quitting the host club altogether knowing it will be breaking his own heart, because

a) he values hikaru's happiness, future, and freedom above his own happiness and mental health, and

b) because his self worth issues are getting so bad to the point where he starts thinking the host club doesn't really need him, or even want him around at all. not only does he feel this about the other members (before he even started acting standoffish, his depressive state was giving him mood swings/causing him to skip school and club meetings/letting his appearance go, and that kind of aggravated them. even though it was more worry than actual anger, it made kaoru think they'd stopped liking him when he was literally at his worst), but also the guests as well. he starts 'realizing' that they don't really like him at all, they like hikaru and his twin brother, but not Kaoru. even though that's not really true at all.

so because he's getting pushed away, hikaru starts to believe that he really fucked up somehow and he doesn't know how, all he wants is to fix it but kaoru keeps avoiding him. and hikaru straight up asked him 'what did i do? please tell me i swear i didn't mean to do anything' and it makes kaoru so sad but he cant tell him that he's only doing it because he loves him or it would ruin everything ... these DUMBASSES who can't COMMUNICATE their FEELINGS make me SO SAD!!!

honestly i have no idea how this would end. like maybe kaoru does end up quitting and its a huge deal and there's a whole episode where hikaru tells the others about his brother's behavior and his nightmares and all that so they can try and put together why he quit/why he's been acting how he has in order to get him back in the club, and all the club is like. bro. what do you MEAN he cries himself to sleep every night while that princess movie he loves so much blares from his tv so loud you can hear it from the other room and you couldn't tell he was struggling. DUDE

and kaorus reasoning behind 'for hikarus own good' can be interpreted either romantically or platonically, like you said-- 'doesn't want to 'corrupt' his brother' or 'wanting him to be an independent person'. also for the second one maybe kaoru just knows he's getting bad, he can barely take care of himself anymore, and he wants to push hikaru away not only so he can be his own person, but so he wont have to worry about him, or see him in the state he was heading towards.

basically he'd rather shove everyone away so they won't have to deal with him than actually ask for help at all. no i am not projecting (i am projecting)

either way by the end of the 'episode' kaoru would learn about the power of friendship or whatever the fuck and gets back in the host club and everyone supports and loves him. only because i refuse to let this have a sad ending that boy has Been Through Enough.

god this one is so much longer than usual. is it too obvious ive switched to my laptop

ANON ANON ANOOOON PLEASD PLEASE PLEASE THIS IS MAKING ME GO FERAL. INSANE. THIS IS HOW I CHARACTERIZE KAORU SO MUCH LKDMFEKRJFBERJBFREKJ THIS DUDE IS SO DEPRESSION-CODED (/HJ) ITS INSANE.... AND THIS!!!! THIS IS SO FUCKED UP BUT YOU'RE SO RIGHT!!!!

Reminds me a bit of my Kaoru has depression thread I update every now and again...

Kaoru moving into his own room would be a huge deal, and NOT in the good way. Hikaru is SUPER against it for many different reasons (he can't monitor Kaoru's sleep anymore to make sure he's ok + he'll miss his brother!!) but Kaoru is very adamant and tbh it probably ends in a fight and Hikaru getting really mad at Kaoru and yelling at him. Kaoru does move into a new room.

And if Kaoru didn't feel alone before... by god he sure feels it now. It's so hard to sleep without Hikaru's warmth and general presence. The nightmares are more frequent. He keeps having to tell himself it's "for the best" bc it's the only thing keeping him from losing it. That, in the end, this will be good for Hikaru and maybe even for himself, too. He just needs to endure it for the end goal.

But, the issue is the Host Club. Like you said, he still needs to play pretend with his brother in the Host Club. (Even worse if this is a scenario where he IS in love with Hikaru, bc surely fake dating only makes his feelings more apparent to himself and harder to ignore). He gets this idea in his head that people really only like Hikaru, anyways. Hikaru is the outgoing one, Hikaru is the funny one, Hikaru is the important one. Hikaru is Haruhi's friend. Hikaru is Tamaki's friend. Kaoru is just... the twin. He's not Kaoru. He's a nobody. I'm sure it sucks being identical twins, never having your "own" identity, bc eventually, it'll seem like one of you is the "real" one and the other is the fake copycat. And that's how Kaoru feels.

In order to let Hikaru be closer to "his" friends and to cut himself off from the fake dating causing more stress on him, Kaoru quits the host club. It fucking hurts, because he loves everyone there and they're his friends, too, but Hikaru is more important. And he rather them spend more time with Hikaru than him. And anyways, Kaoru is self-sufficient and cunning. Unlike Hikaru, he can handle being alone and by himself. So no worries, right?

You talked about Kaoru realizing he's getting 'bad', and I think this is that point. He's effectively cut himself off from Hikaru and his friends to the best of his ability and is also failing to go to class everyday. He's staying up way too late and having really bad, restless sleeps. He's begun locking his door because he doesn't want Hikaru to check in on him like he always does. Hikaru would counter this by pounding on his door relentlessly for minutes, but the pounding soon became knocking, and eventually just an hourly voice outside his door saying "Kaoru, are you okay? I'm sorry, I don't know what I did. I don't know what's wrong. I miss you."

totally not projecting at my worst points of my depression no sir

The thing is, Kaoru begins to realize how bad this has gotten. He's not eating or sleeping right, he has no real desire to talk to anybody or even watch his favorites movies anymore. He doesn't really want to do anything, actually. He's not even crying anymore, he's not even sad anymore, he's just... well, it doesn't really even feel like he's real anymore. And maybe he never was. Maybe it always was just Hikaru. Wasn't he always just in his brother's shadow?

The one thing that keeps him from completely spiraling or doing anything drastic is the constant messages he gets from people. He doesn't turn his phone off, doesn't text back, but he gets texts all the time from Haruhi, Tamaki, Kyoya, Hani, Mori, and especially Hikaru. Even Renge, who somehow got ahold of his phone number. Some text him more than others, but they all message him periodically, sometimes asking if he's okay (Haruhi), sometimes begging him to come back (Tamaki), sometimes getting angry at his "selfishness" (Kyoya) (the anger born out of fear of course), sometimes trying to send gifs and photos to cheer him up (Hani), sometimes telling him he should seek help (Mori), sometimes reminding him that they love him (Renge)

And often, he gets a text saying how Hikaru misses his little brother so, so much.

Hikaru doesn't want to give up, but he's scared. He's terrified. He doesn't know why Kaoru's suddenly like this, and he's heard horror stories of people taking their own lives in states like this. The thought worries him sick, and he has no clue how to fix it, how to make sure not to fuck up more than he must have already done. The breaking point is Hikaru himself not showing up to club, too overcome with anxiety to leave home in case there's an emergency. When he does finally show up, he's not himself at all, and when Haruhi after club tries to talk to him, he snaps at her. But she's unfazed, tries getting through to him in his anxiety-fueled anger, and eventually, he just breaks down into tears, because he has no clue how else to react. It's really embarrassing, crying in front of the whole Host club, but he can't help it. Kaoru hasn't talked to him in weeks, possibly. He's only coming out every now and again to eat. The school has given up and just started sending his classwork home, expecting him not to show up. And their parents arent doing a fucking thing because they're "too busy" (<- own headcanon) and Hikaru is scared out of his goddamn mind because it's his brother!!!! His baby brother!!!! His little brother is severely depressed, Hikaru is genuinely afraid he may hurt himself, and nobody around him is doing anything to help him!!!! and Hikaru knows that includes himself, because what can he do? He's said everything he can think of at Kaoru's door, slipped notes under it, brought him gifts, brought him treats, sat outside and talked at the door for hours, holding a conversation with himself just because Kaoru won't respond. The only reason he knows he's still alive is because Kaoru does come out for food, and Hikaru does damn well try to talk to him then, but Kaoru never responds.

I think after hearing this, the Host club decides to make an unanimous decision to visit the Hitachiin house. Cue Hani and Mori forcefully, literally breaking the door down which scares the ever-loving hell out of Kaoru. And the way Hikaru runs up to his little brother, latching onto him and crying and telling him how sorry he is for whatever he's done or whatever has happened, that he just wants to make everything better and he would do anything at all to make Kaoru happy again breaks Kaoru's heart.

That's probably the first time in weeks Kaoru's actually spoken back, just mumbling back an "I'm sorry".

And like. YES this is super angsty. But Kaoru is a lonely and most importantly DRAMATIC mother fucker. Of course he would go to these lengths if he thought it was legitimately the best thing for his brother. And I can say from experience when you're depressed you think the worst things are "for the best".

I think the host club prob brought gifts or other things, in efforts to cheer Kaoru up. "You can hold Usa-chan!" Hani tells him. Similarly, Tamaki says, "You can hold my teddy bear". Mori took the time to do extensive research into clinical/severe depression and anxiety and complied a handwritten list of coping methods he's seen to be most helpful. Self-therapy, basically. Kyoya, likewise, offers Kaoru (at a generous discount, of course) trips to their therapy resorts or even their specialized psychiatrists.

Haruhi simply bought him his favorite movies on bluray (which he probably already owns, but she didn't rlly think about that at the time and it's the thought that counts) with a handwritten letter for him that's super mushy written in that very awkward I-don't-know-how-to-say-this way Haruhi is known for (she forbid anyone else from reading it. It's for Kaoru only!!!)

I think the kindness does get Kaoru to ACTUALLY start crying for the first time in a while. After feeling so hollow and emotionless, he's surprised at the sudden surge of emotion inside his chest, and he can't stop sobbing. It's not bad, though. In a way, he prefers it to the utter roboticness he's felt. I think they all hang out after that, insisting they all watch the movies Haruhi bought him (Host club Cinderella movie night!!) and while it of course follow standard Host club antics, I think it would be pretty chill and low-energy. Kaoru probably needs it to be a little slow right now, and he's just happy to finally embrace his friends again - he doesn't realize how much he's missed them...

And of course, Hikaru is basically attached to him the whole time, snuggling and cuddling him and saying words of affection - an uncommon thing, as usually they never have to be said, but this is an unprecedented moment, and Hikaru just wants to make sure Kaoru knows how much he loves him.

...GOD THIS GOT SO LONG. NO REGRETS THOUGH. YOUR IDEAS INSPIRE ME, ANON

#hikakao #ohshc #;noxiatalks2ya

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mrskurono · 4 years ago

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ANON: AYO its the high megumi anon here, another lil idea ? oh yeah baby.

oh yeah

i love thinking about his oral fixation like u mentioned before. boy has to always have his mouth on something its not even funny. ur too tired to move, so ur about to maybe try n sleep for just a few minutes(stamina is great but no cap u deserve a break for all the hard work ;) ) and megumi’s still a noodle-y leech, cant get away from u(he doesnt wanna+cant control himself enough to actually move away) and so when u turn on ur side to have a lil power nap or some shit(ur not afraid of him losing his high hes been kinda forcefed like four brownies at this point), he kinda rolls to u and i feel like hed be so grabby at ur ass and suck on the skin between ur shoulders until theres a Fat Fucking hickey right there, its so wet his drools dripping across ur shoulderblade and onto the sheet no fuckin cap. he doesnt know ur sleeping, he thinks ur ignoring him and with this i feel like he might be more pouty than loud tbh. hence the fat kisses on ur back; he wants to “subtly” get ur attention ;) if u manage to doze off, ur woken up anyway to him resorting back to rutting on u, except this time he goes from little soft n sloppy grinding and clasping/unclasping his hand on ur side(hes just laying on his other hand), to slowing down and eventually dozing off himself—both of these things alternating every minute or so of course. all while opening and closing his mouth-his attempted “kissing”- on ur back, up ur neck into ur hair

i would like 2 take the time to say i am jus absolutely loving this rabbithole weve created together :,) this whole concept has had me wet for days. literal days bro

*unhinges my jaw like a baby bird ready to fucking eat this god damn meal you’ve prepared so graciously*

Never have I ever thought about someone sucking on my fingers as much as I’ve thought about Megumi doing it. Yeah this weeks English dubbed VA? You better your fucking sweet ass I was thinking about that gravelly voice of his all dopey and giggly. Brushing his hair off his face and all that dumdass does is grab your hand and put your fingers back in his mouth. God he doesn’t even stop there and gags on them. If you weren’t so tired this would be hot. But bitch c’mon a queen needs a break and this puppy is covered in cum and sweat and drool he can take a break to. But you know what I thought of half way through reading you beautiful master piece-

Cockwarming with doped up Megumi

Now I don’t even normally like cockwarming save for one character I’d do it with. But this needy idiot can’t tell if he’s fucking you or not. All he knows is warmth and the prickliness on his skin. Solution to needing a power nap? Wrapping your legs around him and forcing him to bury his cock inside you while you lock your legs over him (honestly its not hard just the weight of one of your legs keeps this idiot from moving too much) And you seal the deal by pulling his face into your chest. Wet lips on your neck/collar bone/chest, really any place he can put them in his stupor. And his cock now nestled nicely in your cunny with the rest of his cummy mess he left as a present. Megumi grumbling, moaning and whining ever so softly like a little puppy and you just coo at him, stroking his hair and telling him to hush while you try to catch a few zzz’s to recoup your own energy. He’s got the pleasantness of your cunt around his cock and half the time he can’t really tell if he’s thrusting into you or not. It’s perfect. He keeps dozing off, drooling on your chest while you hold him and keep him buried inside you. Megumi smashed into you ready to get every inch of his skin in contact with you. He’s mumbling about how much he loves you and wants to marry you or some stupid fucked up dope induced ramble but really it’s just him actually speaking his mind. God the dirt you could get on him. But your nice and let him continue praising you while soft thrusts into your core as you doze on and off with him leeched onto you

This is top quality content that I crave (’:

#tw: drugs #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk smut #threethirst

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crystalninjaphoenix · 3 years ago

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Kindness & Kidnapping

A JSE Fanfic

I’ve written something that’s less than 6000 words for the first time in a year, whoo! I was planning to include more plot but after a while I realized there was too much to put into one chapter so I broke it into two. And now, this chapter is short, but it has some important and...interesting developments. Let’s just say, Anti makes his move. I don’t know what to say beyond that, so just read on ;)

You can find the other stories under the pw timeline tag!

It was a bright morning outside, but Chase didn’t know that. He was inside, sitting at a hastily-done computer setup inside his closet. It was cramped and dark and honestly kind of dusty. But he hadn’t wanted to keep this setup out in the open. Because this was the computer he’d been using to access Anti’s website, and if he kept it out in any other room of the house, he knew he’d keep glancing towards the windows and doors, waiting for something to happen.

Though...nothing had happened in the past week or so since he’d first found the website. He’d told the police about it, contacting that detective, Nix, who was in charge of the search for Jackie and JJ. Nix had been really appreciative, saying that this was a helpful clue and the police would be right on it, but he’d warned Chase to not go looking at any websites like this again. “These are dangerous,” he’d said. “And many of them use trackers to gather information or worse.”

Yet here he was. First thing in the morning. Staring at a creepy hitman website while sitting in his closet.

Part of his mind was yelling at him to stop. That even though he’d waited a few days before accessing the site again, that didn’t mean anything. This was dangerous. But...he couldn’t help it. This was the first time he felt like he was doing something, like he was actually helping the search for his friends. So, he stayed there.

His study of the website mostly consisted of scrolling through the anonymous reviews and trying to find ways to look at the source code. Chase...wasn’t that good with computers. Despite the fact that recording videos and putting them on the Internet was his job. He’d basically absorbed all his knowledge from Jack and his editor and only knew how to do things like editing because of that. Anything beyond what was required for YouTube was a mystery to him. But he was trying.

His phone vibrated in his pocket, and he gasped, then felt silly. It was just a text notification. Sighing at his own jumpiness, he took out his phone and looked at the message on the screen. It was from Marvin. Hey do you know any quick ways to get food? Other than ordering.

Oh? Chase responded. Are you out of bed this early? Thats a 1st. And he didn’t just mean because Marvin was having trouble getting out of bed recently. Marvin never woke up before ten, even before JJ disappeared, so this was strange.

Luna was yelling at me because i forgot to fill her bowl last night and i couldnt deal with it anymore so i got up and thought i might as well get breakfast.

Thats great bro. As for food I bought you some microwave mac n cheese and noodles.

Marvin instantly replied, I’m not eating fucking noodles for breakfast. That’s weird.

Chase laughed a bit. Sorry, Marv. I know your sense of order is a big thing for you, but sometimes you need exceptions.

This time, the reply was slow. The typing bubbles appeared and disappeared a couple times before finally: i just cant. maybe another time.

Ah. Of course, even if he was out of bed, Marvin was still struggling. Chase thought for a moment, then said, Alright, Marvin. No problem. How bout toast and butter? It takes five to ten minutes depending on how much you want it burnt. That was a frequent go-to for him. I know u have bread and butter, too.

Alright. Thanks.

No problem. Chase paused, then added, Hey I was gonna go visit Jack again later today. Do u think youd be up for coming with?

Another long pause. I dunno. Ask me again when it’s closer to time.

Got it. And with that, Chase set his phone down and returned his attention to the website.

About an hour later, he gave up. He couldn’t find any clues at all, and reading this was really starting to get to him. Carefully standing up, so as to not knock over the computer setup in the tiny closet, he turned off the monitor and CPU, then edged around to the closet door. He hesitated, feeling uneasy anxiety rolling in his stomach, then slowly opened the door.

Nobody was outside. Well, of course not. He took a deep breath, and stepped out into the hallway. It was time to get ready for the day.

But still, that anxiety followed him. And he couldn’t help but remember the notice that Anti had put at the top of the website. Something about business being closed until something was “taken care of.” That just...sounded very bad. And Chase couldn’t help but think about what might be happening to Jameson and Jackie.

——————

Nearly a month had passed since Anti had taken JJ. For nearly a month, Jameson had been stuck in this room with Jackie. And with no means of escape that he could see. He’d looked, of course. But even with Jackie’s help, they couldn’t find a way out of the room. The closest thing he could think of was somehow unscrewing the door hinges, and he’d actually spent about a week trying to do that, but without any tools, there was no way those hinges would budge.

The only opportunity that he could see was when Anti visited, which he did often. But even that would be difficult to pull off. Jameson and Jackie might have numbers on their side, but Jackie was pretty weak after almost a year of captivity, and JJ had never been that athletic. Still, he was starting to consider it. Maybe Anti wouldn’t be expecting it, if he could just convince Jackie that they could do it, and if they could find an opportunity...

But even if they were going to try, today would not be the day. Anti had come into the room for one of his visits, which were becoming worryingly frequent, and Jackie had decided to hide in the attached bathroom. Jameson refused to look at Anti, in the vain hope that he’d go away if he didn’t engage.

“Jamie.” Anti pulled a chair away from the table, and then indicated the one across from him. “Come s...sit down.”

Jameson shook his head. He folded his arms, and stayed where he was, standing next to the bunk bed.

Anti stared at him for a while, then sat down. It didn’t ease the tension at all. For some reason, Jameson still felt like he was looming over him. “Alright. F-fine.” He paused. Waiting. Watching him with his mismatched eyes. Today, the fake one was brown, not green. Odd, but it didn’t lessen the intensity of his gaze.

After a few silent moments, Jameson couldn’t take it anymore. He slowly walked over to the table and sat down. God damn it. Why was just the silence enough to get him to respond?

“Ah, there we are.” Anti smiled. “About time. You’re always so...so tense, Jamie, when you really shouldn’t be. I won’t h-hurt you.”

What do you want this time? Jameson signed stiffly.

“Why do you keep asking that? I don’t want...anything, I just want to...talk.” Anti leaned back in the chair. “I don’t understand th-this. You’re so...different. And I’m trying, you know. Know. You know—I know, by now, that this wasn’t the best starting point. But I’m trying to...to get everything back to the way it was. You want that, don’t you?” His voice was soft, like he was talking to an easily startled animal. Or a child.

No, I don’t. Jameson said firmly. I don’t want everything to go back to how it was, because back then, you were making me help you throw bodies in the river.

“That was a mistake, okay? Oka-ay?” Anti sighed. “I shouldn’t...should never have gotten you involved in all this. So, I’m not going to, ever again.”

Jameson laughed. You’re a bit late for that! Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you kidnapped me!

“That was another mistake, and I’m sorry that you f-f-feel I was out of line. I can see what you...what you mean. But you’d never talk to me otherwise, let alone go anywhere with me.” Anti’s fingers tapped an irregular rhythm on the table. “But I can pr-promise you, no more dead bodies. Ever. Ever again. You’ll be safe.”

He sounded genuine, and JJ had to admit that at least there was still a part of him that cared about—no! Jameson stiffened and pushed away that softening feeling. It didn’t change any of this. Anti still abducted him, and he was willing to bet that ‘safe’ to Anti wasn’t the same as ‘safe’ to him. It would be more of this, most likely. Trapped inside, unable to go anywhere, always under Anti’s watchful eye. Why was he even continuing this conversation? Jameson balled up his hands and shoved them under his arms, physically preventing him from saying anything more.

Anti’s expression shifted slightly. “You’re being so difficult, my god. We’ve been doing this for a-a-a month and gotten nowhere. If you would just li-listen, we could go—past—move past this.” The tapping rhythm increased slightly, nails on wood. “But alright—okay. Fine. Yes. I-I-I have a pro—” And then the tapping stopped. Anti’s eyes suddenly widened. “Oh. That’s it.”

Jameson leaned back a bit, waiting for something. Those last words sounded like a threat. But—

Out of nowhere, Anti slumped forward onto the table. JJ gasped and stood up. In an instant, he was moving automatically, rolling Anti’s head to the side and looking for anything dangerous nearby. There was nothing. Could he breathe? Was this a good position, or should he move him? He should’ve recognized it, Anti was having difficulty with his words, he knew that was a sign—Wait, the watch. The watch he was wearing around his neck, the chain it was on had tightened a bit. JJ grabbed the chain and adjusted it so it was more loose.

A few seconds later, Anti gasped, and pushed JJ away. He stepped back.

“I...fuck.” Anti blinked, eyes glancing around the room. For a moment, he was confused. JJ could see the recognition slowly fade back into his expression. “Thwshnnbad.”

JJ watched anxiously. For a moment, he glanced over towards the door. But...he just couldn’t. Not now. Maybe he was too nice, but it just felt cruel to try and leave after that.

Anti took a few deep breaths, then looked over at JJ. “You helped.”

Jameson hesitated, then nodded.

“Hmm.” Anti didn’t say anything, but there was a look on his face that made Jameson squirm a bit. Almost smug. Almost. There was a fair share of gratitude that prevented it from being fully self-satisfied. Anti reached for his pocket, and after a few tries, pulled out his phone. “That was...not that long?”

Just a few seconds. Maybe fifteen or so, JJ said. No twitching or jerking.

Nodding, Anti tapped on his phone for a bit. “It’s...been a while,” he said quietly. “They’re not that bad anymore, you know.”

Unsure what to say, Jameson just nodded again.

A few moments later, Anti took a deep breath, and returned his phone to his pocket. “Anyway. As...I was saying. I have a proposal.”

Immediately, all Jameson’s sympathy was gone, replaced by cold fear. What is it? he asked warily.

Anti didn’t answer for a bit. Instead, he reached inside his jacket, and pulled out a small keycard. “Do you know what this is?”

A card? Like...for a hotel?

“No, not for a hotel.” Anti smiled a bit. “Though I guess...it’s sort of like it.” His eyes darted towards the bathroom door, slightly ajar. “He’s been telling you about what happened. With him and the doctor.” It wasn’t a question. So Jameson didn’t answer. But he didn’t have to. “Did you ever meet that doctor?”

Jameson started to shake his head, then reconsidered. Once, he said. He thought I was you.

“We do look similar. Even more so than all these...these doppelgangers do to each other.” Anti tried to twirl the keycard around his fingers, but failed. It fell to the table, and he quickly picked it up again. “So, you only met him once. Hmm...I expected you to interact with him more. You’re part of this...this friend group now. I thought, surely, they’d introduce you to each other. Well, I guess they tried. I’m assuming it didn’t go well.” He paused. “But still. You’re a good person, Jamie.”

What are you saying? Jameson almost didn’t want to ask.

“You wouldn’t want anything to happen to him, right?”

Anti fell silent, but Jameson didn’t dare to answer. He couldn’t.

“This keycard happens to give me...access to the hospital where he’s staying,” Anti continued. “I’ve already been there. I know how to get him out.”

Don’t hurt him, Jameson said, all color gone from his face. Please.

“That depends on you. Well, and our friend in there.” Anti indicated the bathroom door again. “Originally, I was going to use him, but then I thought, that didn’t stop that doctor woman from leaving. But he might try to leave himself, especially with the two of you...here. Together. So I thought I’d use something that’ll affect both of you.”

He hasn’t done anything to you. Leave him alone.

“That doesn’t mean he’ll never do anything,” Anti suddenly snapped. “The cops know I exist now. It’s only a matter of time before they start to ask him questions.” The anger drained away. Now his face was still, unreadable. “Besides, that didn’t stop me before.”

Why did you even take him in the first place? Jameson asked. Why? It wasn't for your...work. All of this could’ve been avoided.

“I was...curious. He thought I was his friend Jack, you know. When I ran into him that night. And I thought to myself, this man is clearly delusional. But I figured it would be easier to play along. After he realized what happened, he explained his whole condition to me, and I wondered. I wondered how I could use that.” Anti’s smile was sharp. “It’s not every day an opportunity like that runs into you on the street.”

Jameson backed away, horrified. Too late, Anti noticed his reaction. And for a moment, he looked hurt. Then angry. Sad. And finally, determined. “Think about what I said.” He stood up, and headed towards the door. For a moment, Jameson considered following him. But he hesitated for a second too long, and Anti was gone, the door locked behind him.

The room was silent. Jameson stood there for what felt like forever. Then he moved, walking towards the bathroom. He slowly pushed open the door, peering inside. “Hmm?” he hummed.

“Down here.” Jackie was sitting on the tile floor, up against the shower in the corner of the room. The bathroom was sparse and small, containing only the necessities of a toilet, sink, and shower, along with a bonus medicine cabinet that was empty. There was nowhere to sit except the floor.

JJ stepped inside. Did you hear all of that?

Jackie nodded silently. His hands were covering his head, fingers digging into his scalp. Tears threatened to spill out of his eyes, and judging by the tracks, a few already had. “H-he can’t—Schneep is going to—he won’t be able to—”

It’s going to be fine, JJ said, kneeling next to him. We won’t let anything happen to him.

“The—the only way to make sure of that is—but you can’t—you could get away if you—but not if he’s—”

It’s going to be fine, Jameson repeated uncertainly. I’ll make sure that it’ll work out. Maybe I can get Anti to listen to me. We can find a way. The police would notice Henrik disappearing, they’ll find us.

Jackie choked on a sob. He pulled his knees up to his chest and folded his arms on top of them. “They haven’t,” he said quietly. “They’re...not going to.” And he buried his face in his arms, shoulders shaking.

Jameson didn’t have anything to say to that. All he could do was stay close, and hold Jackie tight as he cried.

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It was a lovely day outside. For late-November-near-December, that is. Though the sun shone bright in a cloudless sky, there was still a chill to the air that forced people to wear jackets, or even coats. But Schneep didn’t mind. He hadn’t been outside in so long that anything would feel refreshing.

Silver Hills had itself a back garden where some patients could spend time. It was fenced in, for safety, but it was still quite large. Dr. Laurens had told him the news at the end of yesterday’s session: she’d gotten approval for some supervised time outside. Schneep had been hesitant at first. Some of his old paranoia and fear resurfacing. When he’d been with Anti, he hadn’t been allowed out without permission. And even when he had permission, Anti always found a way to keep an eye on him, either via cameras and GPS or by accompanying him himself. What if—what if this was another trick? A test? And if he failed the test—

No, of course not. Everything was alright here. There were other patients out and about, going on walks along the paths and stopping to look at flowers nearby. Schneep watched them from where he was sitting on one of the garden’s benches. He twirled his medical bracelet around his wrist. They’d also finally decided that he could wear clothes—besides the standard issue white shirt and pants—again. As long as they didn’t have any hard fastenings or dangly bits like strings, but that was understandable. So now the bracelet was the only sign that he was a patient here. Which was the same as everyone else. That...helped, actually. Somehow.

“Schneep? Is everything alright?”

“Hmm?” Schneep blinked, realizing he’d been gone for a while there. Oliver was nearby, as always. In this case, sitting at another bench nearby, far enough away to give Schneep his own space but close enough in case of an emergency. “Yes, I am fine. It is just a bit chilly.”

“Well...you’re not wrong there,” Oliver muttered. The orderly uniform was short-sleeved, and evidently, they weren’t allowed to wear anything over it. His arms were covered in raised goosebumps. “Anything else?”

“No, I was just thinking.” Schneep looked down at his lap. Laurens had given him one of her notebooks and a box of markers. He’d said that he wanted to try drawing, like they’d done in one of their sessions, and she’d been encouraging. So now he was trying to draw the gardens. It was hard. He wasn’t particularly artistic, and he was pretty sure a twelve-year-old could do better than him. But it was...nice. Focusing. Grounding.

Oliver nodded, and went silent. Schneep returned to his paper. The markers were a bit annoying, since they couldn’t be erased. But it was fine. He worked around the mistakes.

Quite a bit of time passed before he was ready to go inside. A few clouds had appeared in the clear sky. Schneep stood up, closing the notebook. Oliver looked over at him again. “Ready to go?”

“Yes, I’m going back to my room.”

“Alright, then.” Oliver stood up as well. “Let’s go.”

They made their way inside, winding through the halls and then up the stairs. It was so good to have his old room back, from before that tiny, featureless room on the first floor. Apparently those rooms weren’t supposed to be lived in for that long, a fact that the lovely Dr. Newson had neglected to mention. But that was in the past. Now he had a window! And some battery-powered lamps, and a bathroom joined to the room, and more furniture than a bed and a single table. It was amazing.

“Alright, here we are.” They stopped outside Room 309 and Oliver unlocked it with a swipe of the key card. It was only ever unlocked when nobody was inside; another difference between this one and the tiny first-floor room. “You remember to push the button if you need anything?”

“Yes, yes.” There was a call button on the wall inside. Pressing it would bring an orderly to the room, hopefully within minutes. “I remember.”

“Great. I’ll be around.”

“Thank you.” Schneep opened the door, adjusting his grip on the notebook and box of markers before heading inside. “I will be seeing you, then.”

Oliver smiled a bit. “Of course. See you.” He waved a bit, then walked off, disappearing down the hallway. Schneep waved after him, pulling the room door closed shortly before he started to turn the corner.

By now, it was solidly in the afternoon, and the sun was shining its beams directly into the window. Schneep blinked in the sudden brightness, then once his eyes adjusted, he walked over to the table and put down the notebook and markers. He opened up to the page with the garden drawing and considered it. Not bad, really. For someone who wasn’t an artist. Jackie and Marvin would’ve done much better. Maybe they could have given him advice, if they were here.

It would be some time before dinner. A little over an hour, judging by the numbers on the digital clock on the table. In the meantime, he could get some reading done. The room had a shelf, and Laurens had been providing him with some books for it. He was just barely starting a new novel, but it had already sucked him in. Yes, that was a good idea. Get through a few chapters of that.

Schneep headed over to the shelf, running his fingers over the spines of the books until he reached the one he was looking for. He was just about to pull it off the shelf when there was a movement in his peripheral vision.

He stiffened instinctually. Even though he’d been seeing strange movement in his vision for years now, he’d only been uneasy about it ever since his time with Anti. But he wasn’t supposed to acknowledge it. It was better that way. Just ignore it, just ignore it, just ignore—

There were footsteps behind him. And he couldn’t help but turn around. The first thing he saw as he turned was the door to the adjoining bathroom. It was open. Hadn’t he left it closed? Could he have not closed it all the way? Then some sort of shift in the air could’ve opened it, causing the movement he saw?

No, that theory was disproved when he saw the second thing of note in the room: a man. Who hadn’t been there before. He was wearing the orderly uniform, but Schneep didn’t recognize him.

No.

No, he did recognize him.

His eyes were a different color, and his face wasn’t scarred, but there could be no mistaking him. Anti.

Schneep froze. No. No, it wasn’t real. He was just hallucinating. He’d done the same a few days ago, thought he’d seen Anti in the rec room. That couldn’t have been real. So this couldn’t be real. So it wasn’t. If he just ignored the hallucination, it couldn’t do anything to him. Slowly, he turned back around. He reached with trembling hands to take the book off the shelf.

More footstep sounds. He saw in the corner of his vision the image of Anti again. Anti was circling around him to his left, staring, watching, staring, watching—why is everyone always watching him?!—No, no, don’t let it get to him. It wasn’t real. He pulled the book off the shelf, and knocked down its two neighbors in the process, grabbing those as they fell. It was fine. Everything was fine.

He took a few deep breaths and turned away, taking the three books to an armchair near the window of the room. The image of Anti watched him, watched him with interest, curiosity. He always did that. He’d done it in the beginning, when he’d trapped Schneep in that house with him, always curious about how far he could push his limits.

“Es ist nicht real,” Schneep said to himself. Just a reminder. It couldn’t be real. How’d he get into the room? The front door hadn’t opened, and it was impossible for him to be inside beforehand. The room had been locked. Nobody could get in without unlocking it with a keycard. “Es ist nicht real. Es ist nicht real.” It was impossible.

Footstep sounds. Schneep could see the image of Anti approaching out of the corner of his vision. He didn’t turn his head, and focused on stacking the three books on the window sill. “Es ist nicht real, ist nicht real, ist nicht real, nicht real, nicht real,” he continued to whisper under his breath. “Nicht real, nicht real, nicht real.”

The image reached out and—

It grabbed his arm.

He felt a sharp pain.

Panic flooded his system. Schneep screamed and spun around, picking up one of the books and throwing it at the man. The book connected solidly, hitting with enough force to snap the man’s head back and cause him to let go. He yelled out in pain.

No, someone was here. It wasn’t a hallucination. Someone was here and they weren’t supposed to be. Schneep ran across the room, heading for the door.

“You—!” The man recovered quickly, and ran to the door as well. He was faster, and Schneep skidded to a halt as the strange man who looked like Anti blocked the door.

Okay, no door then. Schneep’s eyes scanned the room, and—the call button! Of course! He lunged to the side. The man saw where he was going, and pounced.

Schneep’s hand landed on the button for a split second before the man grabbed his wrist. He started to yell for help, but the man covered his mouth. “Shush,” his voice hissed as he wrapped his other arm around Schneep’s torso.

No! Schneep immediately started struggling, kicking his legs and trying to wriggle free. For a moment, his right arm pulled away, and he hit the strange man in the face. But the man was quick, and recaptured the escaped hand before it could do any damage. “Calm down, you’re going to be asleep in a few moments anyway,” the man said. “Don’t make this hard on yourself.”

That voice—it was—but it couldn’t be. It was impossible—how would he get inside? That—no. Schneep’s thoughts swirled in broken fragments, unable or unwilling to finish and come to the natural conclusion. He shook his head and continued to struggle. The man’s grip was firm. Unbreakable. It was...a familiar feeling.

There was something on his hand. Something powdery, chalky. Like...some sort of makeup. Like...something that could be used to hide blemishes. Or scars. It was on his right hand, the one he’d used to hit the man’s face.

Where Anti’s scars would be.

No...it wasn’t possible. This couldn’t be happening! It wouldn’t be—was it all a trick? All of it? Was he always planning to come back? Or maybe it was all in his head—no. He refused to believe that one.

Strangely, the longer he struggled, the slower his movement became. Sluggish...weak. And Schneep recognized these effects immediately. A sedative? But when...oh. Oh, that sharp pain he’d felt when he had grabbed him...that was a needle, wasn’t it? It was too late, wasn’t it?

Too late...yes, his vision was starting to waver. Schneep gave up on the weak escape attempts. They weren’t doing any good, anyway. Maybe he’d managed to hit the call button, and someone would be coming. Maybe...maybe they could...stop this...help him...please...please...

He looked up into the eyes of his captor and the world faded away.

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sneezy-cheeseloaf · 3 years ago

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recounting the entire avengers: endgame movie, which i only saw once when it came out, from memory

because i just took the SAT and i want to do anything except think about that so get ready for a fun ride full of holes and my reenactments of scenes and quotes that i remember from however many years it’s been now since endgame came out. buckle the fuckle up

movie opens, clint’s whole ass family fucking dies. cue killing spree fueled by grief and anger. HashTag Relatable

tony is floating through space with nebula and teaching her how to play paper football

holy shit is this how tony dies

“pep” ouc h

oh hey he’s home, dope

The Gang (tm) learns where thanos’s farm is somehow i can’t really remember

“perhaps i judged you too harshly”

“???? thor????” “what? i went for the head”

“five” five what?? days?? weeks??? months???? oh boy i can’t wait to find ou- “years later” HUH???????

steve looks the exact same, so i guess he kept up that workout schedule even through the snap. i mean good for him honestly

and is also running a talk therapy group like sam did

a single smidgen of gay representation but it’s a good start ig

i don’t really remember what everyone else was doing, i just know that tony and pep have morgan now but idk if that gets revealed now or later

the only reason we had a movie is because of a rat. everyone say thank you to Rat for releasing scott lang, please. round of applause

scott’s daughter is all grown up and catch me sobbing over the fact that he wasn’t there to see it

somewhere in here nat is crying and eating a sandwich and honestly girl same

“hey!!! it’s me!!!! scott lang!!! ant man???? also what the hell happened???? lemme IN”

cue scott lang having a single brain cell and bringing up time travel. i think it was him that proposed the idea. maybe not. but imma give him credit

oh yeah bruce and hulk are besties now and bruce is just permanently Like That

and cue everyone being shook at the idea of time travel

time to go see Science Man at his house on the lake

“i wish you had come for anything else.” ouch

gang leaves dejectedly

peter. that’s it. and suddenly tony is all hands on deck

cue science mumbo jumbo in the middle of the night while he eats something out of a bag that i can’t remember

“shit!!” “sHiT!!!” “NO”

“i love you 3000″

Science Man reveals that he has, indeed cracked the code to literal time travel

cue nat, the only person with an umbrella, going to find clint who is busy with murder, as he does

“don’t do that. don’t give me home” stfu budapest man and get in the car.

thor has. enlargened. and is now playing fortnight with korg as a means to cope with what happened plus losing loki, as i think we all would

The Gang is back together and working (surprisingly) coordinately and throwing ideas around and it’s actually very cute. and it makes my heart very happy. and i want to cry every time i think about it because we all know what comes next

scott’s taco gets blown away. bruce gives him another. all is well in the world

and in this exhibit we see the only brain cell in the whole group, which is being used by rhodey at all times

“why don’t we just,,,, (choking motion)” “to a BABY???”

during the time tests someone gets reverted to a baby but i don’t remember who and it’s highkey disturbing

“i consider this an absolute win!!”

cue slo mo walk with the cool white time suits that everyone looks so good in

“see you in a minute” that smile. she looks so happy. sobbing

i think it’s in here that all the color go through steve’s eyes, so let’s just take a minute to acknowledge how pretty he is

“just for the record, that suit did nothing for your ass.” “i don’t remember asking you to look”

“that’s america’s ass.” yes it is scott you’re absolutely right

“i cOuLd dO tHiS aLL dAy” “yeah i knoOoOW”

time for tony to give tony a heart attack and then just stare in what i can only assume is amusement. i’m pretty sure that comes after america’s ass but maybe not

somewhere in here steve is just staring at peggy through blinds and it’s sad when you see it but when you think about it afterwards, it’s so funny for no reason

time to get whacked by a very angry hulk who was not allowed to use the elevator

“NO STAIRS”

tony goes flying. so does the tesseract. loki, in handcuffs, is like “oh bet this is mine now” and. Leaves.

i’m pretty sure it’s bruce who goes and gets schooled by The Ancient One on the multiverse, and i say it’s bruce because i think he’s the only one out of The Gang who could ever actually wrap his head around it

i don’t remember exactly how they get the tesseract but they do

thor and rocket are in asgard and thor has a panic attack, as I think we all would if we had to talk to our dead mother and pretend like we don't know what's going to happen

and remember kids, slapping someone is not the way to handle a panic attack. anyways

a mother always knows

"i'm still worthy!!!!" you always were, thor. you never stopped being worthy

and we have our hammer back

cue sobbing on vormir

“clint. it’s ok. it’s ok.” that smile.

nat’s fucking dead and i’m fucking dead inside let’s keep this party goin

other stones are recovered and i don’t really remember how but hey we got all six

“where’s nat?” cue more sobbing from me and from clint as you can see each and every team member’s heart drop to the fucking floor. especially steve

yeah maybe we’re doing this for half the universe and all the people we lost, but mostly for nat now

tony’s makeshift infinity gauntlet has entered the chat

Green Man is the only one who can physically take the power of the stones, so the fate of literally everything they have ever done up to this point is on him

snap rest in peace bruce’s arm

cue every single person in the theater holding their breath

“guys. it worked.”

cue explosion as their facility gets bombed and i am terrified that it has killed the entire gang

but it obviously has not and i am once again a Class A Idiot

i can't remember if it’s steve or tony who wakes up first but one shakes the other awake and is like “get the fuck up bitch idk what just happened but we got a problem”

everyone is mostly fine. but they’re all alive and that’s what matters

and now we have the setting for the entire rest of the movie basically

oh hey thanos. that’s uh. that’s a big army you got there

i don’t really remember everything that happened with The Past thanos, gamora, and nebula but i remember that gamora once again sees what a twat her adoptive father is and is like “oh hell na”

cue the gang fighting for their lives against Past thanos. literally

oh shit thor’s about to be killed????

OH MY GOD HE HAS THE HAMMER

cue the theater screaming as they should

hell yeah. bonk that giant space grape with the god of thunder’s hammer. you go steve. and look like a badass doing it as you should

shit’s still fucked and they eventually get their asses handed to them one by one

somewhere in here the shield breaks just like we saw in age of ultron. and like damn bro i liked that thing

steve stands up by himself because bitch. you cant kill him unless he says so. he dies on his own terms. he didn’t live for over a fucking century to die like this

our mans is standing up against a whole ass army knowing full well that he can’t win but damn if he aint ready to try

“ok listen strange. you have to open the portal to his left. his LEFT. you hear me???”

“steve. STEVE. on your left.”

cue the most goosebump-inducing scene that i have ever seen and probably will ever see. i would do anything to see that scene for the first time again. that feeling was like nothing i’ve ever experienced

the amazing symphonics are NOT helping my already-about-to-explode-from-excitement heart

now the gang’s ALL here. and we all cry because all of our peeps are back from the dead and we all missed them and highkey grieved for them after infinity war

i can’t remember if steve actually sees bucky yet but i think he does and i wanted to cry on the spot because not only did i miss bucky but man did i just want them to see each other again

cue sick pan of the whole ass marvel roster like smash ultimate, including howard duck somewhere in there

PETER OUR BOY SWINGIN ON IN

“AVENGERS. assemble.” “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

but we all know damn well that not a single person could hear him whisper that shit. like steve bro speak up a little

and the battle for the ages commences

we get to see all our favorite boys are girls fuck shit up and it’s absolutely incredible. wow it really feels like someone’s missing who could that be.

this is now a very elaborate game of keepaway

“catch” “Catch” “CATCH “CATCH”

“hey queens” he remembered. catch me cryin

“hey peter. got somethin for me?” god i love her. flew through a whole ass spaceship. no stoppin her

t'challa remembers clint's name. he did care

oh yeah scott is fucking humongous again, but third time’s the charm ig. maybe he won't pass the fuck out this time

somewhere in here, strange starts holding like. an entire ocean back and i dont really remember where it came from

we get a whole segment of marvel women kicking ass and taking names and i think i just need to take a minute. WE collectively need to take a minute

carol flies straight through a spaceship and everyone is like ???? hello????? where have you been?????????

carol gets literally headbutted by thanos and doesnt move a fucking inch. and that look of murder in her eyes. she could tell me to walk into a pit of lava and i would not question it. the power

“launch the missiles!!!” “but sir, our army-” “DO IT”

damn thanos our expectations for you were low but holy fuck

somewhere in here i think petter quill sees Past gamora and is like gamora???? and she like kicks him in the balls or somethin and is like “this is the ones i picked?????”

the fight continues and honestly a lot of it’s a blur but damn was it not the coolest thing i’ve ever seen.

cue strange knowing exactly how this was gonna go down, and holding up a single finger

i dont think ive ever seen that look on tony's face before

oh shit thanos has the gauntlet and all the stones. fuck.

wait holdup that gauntlet looks a little funky

WAIT HOLDUP

“i am inevitable”

“and i. am iron man.”

the theater, once again holds its breath

all is lowkey calm and everyone is shook

thanos’s entire army slowly fades away. including one of those big worm things that almost eats (i think it was) rocket but like. dusts right as it hits the ground and is a really cool shot

and thanos sits down on a rock. and finally is gone. and it's so cathartic

oh joyous day!! they’ve won!! they’ve done it!!! wait holdup where’s tony. i remember what happened to bruce where the fuck is tony

wait

wait hold on

wait hold on a minute

“we did it. we won, mr stark. we won. please, mr stark”

“pep.”

“it’s ok. you can rest. you can rest.”

i have officially passed away and am a sobbing mess. you can’t do this to me. he’s gonna come back. there’s no way. tony stark doesn’t die. no.

this is a fucking funeral. i am going to combust into tears

“proof that tony stark has a heart”

i just wanted him to be able to see morgan grow up.

but him and nat are eating shawarma together in the sky now.

“i’m recording this in case something goes wrong, which it won’t.”

“i love you 3000.”

oh we’re still rolling. oh we don’t even get a minute to process

steve is leaving??? wait holdup we cant lose both. no

“are you sure about this?” “i have to”

“i’m with you til the end of the line” so that was a fucking lie

but steve deserves to do what makes him happy. so i can’t be too mad. actually, nah i aint even mad i’m just sad

bucky looks so dejected. so sad. someone please give him a hug. he desperately needs it

oh hey steve. but you’re old now. hey then, grandpa. how did you. get there

buck and sam go talk to him as they should

“you wanna talk about her?” “no, i don’t think i will”

“how does it feel?” “like it belongs to someone else”

sam has officially inhered the shield, and by extension, his very own bucky barnes. it’s a packaged deal

clint’s got his family back. and they can finally finish their picnic or whatever they were doing at the beginning of the movies

and steve finally got that dance. finally. and he looks so happy. so content.

and that’s about all i remember

i have not watched endgame since i saw it in theaters when it came out because i absolutely do not have the emotional stability to do it again. but damn the disney plus shows have been bangin

i hope you enjoyed the ride, thank you for joining me in my. whatever the fuck this is

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aestheticsuwu · 4 years ago

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✨🌇•Like theres No one else but us •🌇✨

Bonfire au Demetri x Eli " Hawk "

[ Part 2 ]

.......... ✨🌇✨ ...... ........

Hawk was so pumped for the bonfire , finally where they could party . Miguel and Sam had come up with the idea and he was on board in a instant . Who knew Sam could be fun , They were still not friends level but they could have a conversation without fighting so that a win .

But when Miguel told him Kyler might go to the bonfire he was ready to yeet Sam , and when he voiced his thoughts to miguel it just gave him a lecture about forgiving and something about clean slates and blah blah , thank god for his mind supplying images of Dem .

He tried to look like he was listening because he knows Miguel would get Sensei LaRusso on the lecture too .

He doesnt have that much brain capacity to listen to all of it , i mean he does but doesnt mean he wants too .

....... ..... . ..

The day was going alright the sun was out but not scorching hot , the only thing that was hot was him .... and Dem . But that didnt excuse Demetri playing Volleyball terribly making them lose to Chris and Mitch and now Moon and Piper .

He was reconsidering on changing teams , until Demetri warned him if he did he wasnt allowed to kiss him . Like if that would scared him ,

So like a good boyfriend he was he did his best to do all the work for they could win , in return he got a kiss for every score .

Later on after multiple games of volleyball they went in the water for a swim , he was trying to convince Dem to go in farther with him but only got his a rant about sharks or him getting washed away .

" I promise to hold your hand , Dem . Cmon lets have fun . "

He tried to do his best pout to convince him but Demetri still didnt want to , he will just use this to his advantage to make him play chicken fight .

" Fine , we can look for seashells if you want . "

" No you go have fun Sam and Miguel are going to join , go play with Chris and Mitch . "

Hawk grabs Demtris hand and leans up to kiss and giving his reasurring smile that it was fine . He rather look for seashells with his Dem and talk about the new comic book .

Once they gather enough seashells , they all gathered when He called them to play chicken fight , His eye caught Kylers . He looked away once Demetri started saying no that he wouldnt take part .

Soon Demetri stopped to point out Robby had arrived , from where he was standing the figure that was walking with keene was Rickenberger .

Sam , Miguel and Demetri went to keene while he stayed with the rest , Kyler nod his head to speak with him in private .

He waited for Kyler to speak , he wore a nervous expression .

" Look man , my actions are not justified. What i did to you and others are just fucked up and i wish i could take back everything but i cant . What i can do is to try to choose the way its best for me and for the rest . Man , im bad at worst but Mr. LaRusso told me his wisdom about roots and bonsai trees . What im trying to say is im sorry . "

" Your right, i shouldn't forgive you but if Demetri took me back and forgave me for all the shit and stuff i did to hurt me , and if your being sincere about changing then i will accept your apologies , just remember i can kick your ass . "

They both laughed at the last comment, they did a bro hug to seal the deal , going back he can see everyone waiting for them to come back , he couldnt help but to ask when he sees Yasmine .

" Sooo ... You and Yasmine ? "

" Yeah , it felt right . "

" Good , keep her away from Demetri will ya . "

Kyler chuckles agreeing with him , once arriving Miguel announces their playing chicken fight .

..... ....

" Alright everyone knows the rules , cheating is allowed if needed for the losers ! Alright teams , Moon , Piper , Yasmine , Kyler , Tory and Aisha are Team Cobras .. What ? i couldnt come up with a better name . "

He adds quickly when they gave him a deadpan face every single one of them , turning to look at his team that he didnt choose on purpose . Wink , Wink .

" El serpiente , Sam , Rickenberger, Keene , Dem and Me . Our team name is Balance per Request of Sam . Alright , lets start ! "

They went seprately to plan their moves , they decided Hawk and Demetri to go first to Dems displeasure . The originals Myagi-do students would go on top .

" If you guys need to do your Katas to win do it because im not losing today ! "

They were going against Moon and Piper , It was easy win althought moon put a good fight . Then went Rickenberger, Robby vs Tory and Aisha . He didnt say it outloud but he honestly thought Tory and Aisha was going to win until Tory got to cocky and didnt see the push that was coming from Keene .

High fiving Keene and Doug , it was 2 against none . He was teasing Miguel about skipping leg day , when he sees Doug kiss Keene .

" What the ?! When did this happen ?! "

" Dont be suprised , I thought everyone knew about Dougs crush . "

Robby answered while the rest laughed , He knew about the guys crush but why was he the last one to know ? He didnt honestly see the appeal of the blond but hey who was he to judge for lack of taste .

Robby and Demetri helped Sam up to Miguels shoulder , He quickly asked Doug a Question .

" What made you crazy for Robby ? "

Rickenberger face got all sappy with love expression

" His eyes , cute smile and his freck-- "

" It was his ass, right ? " He said with a smirk .

" If i told yes would you stop bothering me ? "

Doug gave him a annoyed look , sheesh next time he would let him recite poetry about Robby .

" What are you guys talking about ?"

Robby questioned with Dem beside him .

" Doug's obssesion with your ass ! "

And okay he did deserve that push to the sand from Doug , atleast Dem gave him a kiss and helped him up .

They one the first round , who wouldve guess Yasmine was good at playing but not good enough to beat sam . The play few more rounds until they all went for a walk and came back to set the bonfire .

It was an awesome day , and the night was beautiful of eating snacks playing games like never have i ever and Singing . While Miguel was singing to Sam and everyone else distracted he turns to Demetri .

" Hey , have i told you much i love you today ? "

Dem pretended to think , he shakes his head . He leans to kiss him , He whispers to Demetri that he loves him . Hearing Dem say the words back made his heart feel warm .

" I love you too , Eli "

yup , it was a good day .

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anythingandeverything1d · 5 years ago

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Eye Contact

Harry’s POV:

“Hey!” The crowd goes crazy, everyone is screaming and the adrenaline is pumping through his veins. He finally walks out and people scream even louder, probably because of the Gucci suit. It’s a classic really, white and sparkly, the pants held up by suspenders. What a look, a statement, the only thing acceptable for a Harry Styles concert. “Golden, Golden, Golden” Harry grabbed the mic stand and began singing, his eyes closing briefly while feeling the song. “As I open my eyes, hold it, focus, hoping” he opens his eyes and looks into the crowd with a smile. It always amazed him how many people support him and his music, how much they lifted him up, even on a bad day. He just wished he could stop and look at every single one of them while thanking them for everything they've done the past 10 years. “I know you were too bright for me, I’m hopeless, broken, so you wait for me in the sky, browns my skin just right.” He scanned the front row, looking at all the faces, mainly of girls of course, but there are always some outlying men screaming along with them and making Harry proud. He keep looking around while finishing up Golden, and his eyes caught on a girl. She’s pretty, no she's gorgeous, like the kind of gorgeous that makes you want to stop what you're doing and give her the entire world to make her happy. She finally looks up, her eyes locking on his for a brief moment. Harry smile and she looked down at her feet. Girls never look away. They never go back on a chance to have my attention.

He finished the song and thanked everyone for coming, his eyes still scanning the row for the girl. She was sitting somewhere on the left side.....second or third row.....ah there she was. He felt like he was able to breathe again when he was looking into her eyes, something that never happened with a girl before. The next song was watermelon sugar, a fan favorite and one of Harry’s favorites as well, however all he could do was watch the girl “Tastes like strawberries, on a summer evening” where was she again, ah yep there. Something about her was exactly what he wanted. She was dancing along with her friends, moving to the music and having a good time. Her smile was one that could weaken him in the knees, and leave him begging for more. “And it sounds just like a song. I want more berries and that summer feeling, its so wonderful and warm.” Finally her eyes connect with Harry’s and she smiles, leaving Harry gripping the mic stand and nearly forgetting the chorus. “Watermelon sugar high, watermelon sugar high, watermelon sugar high, watermelon sugar high, watermelon sugar.” Harry finished up the song and interacted more with the band and the audience, his eyes always straying to the left side looking for the girl, where she always remained...until the last song

Harry had finished singing Fine Line, he was impressed with himself. He had made it two whole songs without looking over at the girl. He was trying to keep himself focused on finishing strong and interacting with other fans. When the song ended, he gave in, his eyes wandering left and looking for her. Left side, second row, behind the girl with the blue hair.... but she was gone. The band ran off stage and Harry waved walking off after them. His heart was pounding, he felt out of focus. “You okay bro?” Mitch asked concerned.

“The girl-”

“The one you've been flirting with all night?”

“Yeah-wait. I have not been flirting.”

“Harry you've literally looked at her the entire time.”

“Well yeah but-”

“You guys ready for the encore?” Adam came running in.

“Yeah.” Mitch clapped you on the back as you were walking toward the stage. “Hate to tell ya but that's called flirting Styles.”

Harry just blushed and looked away. It was not flirting...it was just taking an interest in fans... He wandered back out on stage as Sign of the Times began. His eyes as they had the entire time, wandered to the girl. She had returned to her seat with a smile, singing along with him to the words. He winked and she grinned, looking down while her cheeks flooded with red. Harry wasnt going to let anyone catch him flirting though, while finishing the encore he looked away. His eyes not returning to that left side, not looking for her or anything. “Thank you all so much for coming. You are incredible and I love you all so much.” He finished the concert, running off stage and stripping down to change clothes. He hurriedly washed his face, thanked the band, and everyone backstage and then hurried back on stage. He was hoping to find the girl but the seats were empty. He ran back off and ran his fingers through his hair anxiously.

“Mitch. I need your help.”

“Whats up?”

“I need you to help me find that girl, the one in the second row you said I was flirting with.”

“Harry haven't they cleared the stadium already?”

“Yeah but - but I need to find her. There was something. When you know you know right? Well, I know. I know I need to meet her.”

“Harry-” “No Mitch, you know what nevermind. I don't need help. I’ll do it myself.” “Whoa, Harry calm down brother.” Adam had walked in and was witnessing the scene. Harry took a deep breath and took a step towards the door. “You are just distracting me. You want her for yourselves is that it? You just don't want me with her because you want her?”

“What the-” Adam began.

“Fuck off Adam.” Harry walked past, bumping his shoulder into Adam’s. I’ll just find her myself. Harry wandered backstage until he found the exit. He walked out the side of the building and around to the front where he found himself face to face with all of his hands. They all screamed and ran forward and Harry stepped back, scanning the crowd for her, but there was no hope. He ran backstage and pounded on the door. The fans were approaching and Harry couldn't even get in to warn security. He banged on the door again and it opened. He ran inside, and straight into the girl.

Your POV:

You had been making eye contact with Harry throughout the whole concert. It had given you butterflies, the feeling that there was something more. When security came and grabbed you, you were instantly nervous, asking a million questions about what was going on, if you were in trouble, could you call your mom... Instead he had not answered anything and just left you in an empty dressing room. You were not about to stay there though and wait for security to come back and bust you for whatever you had done. You ran out the door and backstage. You had made it to what you thought was the exit, but someone was pounding on the other side to get in...you opened the door and someone immediately slammed into you. You were knocked to the ground, your head hitting the wall behind you. “Ow” you mumbled holding your head. The person looked up and your heart stopped. There stood the tall, lean, and sweaty body of Harry Styles. He looked at you, his eyes staring at yours. His eyes were a green color, but a bold green, the kind of green you could get lost in.. “uh..” you mumbled trying to think of what to say.

“It's you..”

“What?”

“Its you. The girl from my concert. The girl in the second row” you looked at him confused but he just smiled. Harry snapped back into it, the fact you were on the ground finally clicked and he grabbed your hand pulling you to your feet. “I’m so sorry..I didnt expect someone to be there, especially not you.” he was rambling and you smiled. It was cute. “Ah, I’m getting ahead of myself..I’m sorry for hitting you with the door. Hows your head?”

“I think I’ll live...”

“Well that's a relief. He sat on the floor next to you and grinned. “I’m Harry.” He held out his hand and you grabbed it shaking it slowly.

“(y/n).”

“(y/n)....thats a beautiful name. Its a pleasure to meet you.”

“Back at you.” Harry grinned at you, his dimples perking up in the corner of his mouth.

“So am I in trouble or?” “What?”

“Security grabbed me and brought me back here...Am I in trouble?”

“Trouble?” he laughed and you smiled, it was a cute laugh. “What did you do?”

“Oh you mean aside from stealing a few shirts, bringing a gun, and planning your assassination all while making eye contact with you during the show?”

“Wow, okay (y/n) clearly security needed to grab you. Cant have any of that here, except the eye contact, I quite enjoyed that tonight..” You smiled as he teased you. “No actually security was my doing...I was really hoping for a chance to get to know you a little.”

“Oh.”

Harrys face fell.. “Uh if that's okay, if not I can make sure you get back to your friends or wherever youre staying?”

You smiled and nodded. “I’d like that.”

Relief flooded his face and he smiled. “Okay good.” You bit your lip, this was turning out well for someone who originally didn't want to go to the concert. Harry leaned in, you followed suit, his lips lightly touching yours. Butterflies flew through your body and you leaned back pulling your lips from his. Wait until your boyfriend found out you kissed Harry Styles, he was going to be impressed and pissed all at the same time.

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I got this request and honestly I’m not sure how I feel about it. Might change, might delete we shall see

#one direction #directioners #one direction fanfiction #one direction imagines #Harry Styles #harrystyles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles imagines #harry styles imagine

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littlespaceporgs · 4 years ago

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The Clone Wars Reacts - Part 5

Or Leah loses her shit at Jar Jar, thirsts for Aayla Secura for an episode and a half, and then swoons for Riyo Chuchi.

Welcome once more to the Reacts series! I’m a busy woman for now but I am setting up a schedule for this series which will be

Today we’re covering episodes 12, 13, 14 and BONUS! 15. This is because I got super bored during episode 14 and basically didnt write anything so, here you go! As per usual, major spoiler alert for season 1 of the clone wars! If you haven’t read the previous parts to this series, I suggest you do so that you can follow along!

Part 1 - Episodes 1 and 2 Part 2 - Episodes 3, 4 and 5 Part 3 - Episodes 6, 7 and 8 Part 4 - Episodes 9, 10 and 11

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We’re well past the half-way point, so there is 2 parts left of season 1, and then onto season 2! So lets get into it!

Episode 12: The Gungan General

> heheheheheheheh jar jar I am KEEN

> I get hondo and jar jar in one episode

>> this’ll be funny

>>> actually no scratch that, this is gonna be hilarious

> oh and they woke up in a cell this will be fun

> HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA AND THEYRE BOUND TO DOOKU

> DISASTER I TELL YOU

> “if I keep my mouth shut you’ll devise a plan so get off the god forsaken planet?” “YES”

> this dude seems traitorous as fuck (im referring to one of the pirates, not dooku shockingly)

> I wish Ahsoka and Yoda were in this too, I want more disaster lineage

> ah he is indeed a traitor

> “HEIDY HO CHANCELLOR”

> JAR JAR WHOO

> “stop messing around, we’re landing. Secure yourself” “MESA TRYING ITS STUCK”

> promptly followed by jar jar falling everywhere

> oh and now he’s in the cockpit

> oh shit that senator guy is definitely dead right?

> “do control tour protégées insolence” “anakin, control your insolence, the count is concentrating”

> “do we know where we’re going?” “Ssh anakin” “DO we know where we’re going?”

> is it safe? Of course it i- riiiiiight

>> I forgot this was the clone wars for a second, this is gold

> FRIENDS DONT DRUG FRIENDS HONDO

> y’know, dooku’s quite amusing when he’s not trying to kill my favourite characters

> “are you now in command” “uh no, binks is the highest ranking” ooooohhhh boy

> ooooooohhhh and some mind tricks too, nice

> I hate to say this, but jar jar is actually smart

> holy shit

> beasties are nearby too, we’ll be fine. they run, we run

>> Dayum jar jar actually making good decisions?

> I present a real and accurate image of my reaction to this statement

> Mesa be having an idea oooohhh booooyyy

> obi wan that is no way to speak to your grandmaster

> be patient master the count is elderly and doesn’t move like he used to

> I would kill you both now if I didn’t have to drag your bodies

>> HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH this is the only reaction I’ll accept

> then falling all over each other is the only thing I’ve ever needed to see

> “ this is not going well” no shit

> my question is why did obi wan not drop Dooku?? Does he actually still care about this man?

> you’re right, I don’t think youre going to be friends 🤦‍♀️😂

> sneaky lying snake

> bruh they don’t even know you’ve got the Jedi captive??????????

>> so how does that work you dumbass

> no shit, you will look like fools obi wan

> “there be some bombad clankers” 😂😂

>> “huh YOURE right, bombad clankers” I love the shock

> YOURE RIGHT HE IS SMARTER THAN HE LOOKS, GIVE JARJAR SOME CREDIT

> oh boy anakin, just keep your mouth shut genius

> man electrocution doesn’t look like fun

> HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH

> The next few lines of confused joy are me reacting to jar jar somehow single handedly taking out 3 tanks

> what the fuck

> JarJar I I’m what-

> JUST DID A GOOD THING, I DONT REGERT THIS THING AT ALLLLLLLL

> fuckin JarJar was great

> “KILL HIM HES NOT A REPRESENTATIVE, HES A PLAGUE” I’m ded 💀😢💀

> serves you right you snake, now dooku gonna choke your ass

> oooohhhhh that’s how these two twits (hondo and obi-wan) became friends

> “and... he knows where you live” Oof the subtle threat is real

> hem I love obi wan very much and his sarcasm

Episode 13: Jedi crash

> I JUST SAW AAYLA I AM EXCITED I AM ALSO ATTRACTED TO HER VERY MUCH

> SHES HOT

> I LOVE HER

> AND HER VOICE JUST MAKES ME ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

> I wish I was bly, not gonna lie

> I have a quick question - the 501st colour is blue right? Then why do they have a gold squad, doesn’t the extra colours just confuse things?

> I love seeing anakin and Ahsoka in action coolest thing to watch

> And anakin

>> I am also quite attracted to him

>>> imagine dragging your hands through that hair as he- wait no I have minors in my followers not gonna finish that

> Uh oh

>> Oh anakin you twit

>>> HE LOCKED HOMSELF IN WITH AN EXPLOSION JDGKJDJFKFKFKFKFF

> HES INSANE

> Are all Jedi so reckless? Just the good ones - love this by the way

> Oooohh shit for a STAR

> I mean like? I know anakin doesn’t die, but this shit is concerning

> Perfected the art of destroying ships and getting master almost killed? Sounds familiar

> I hate it when they just call them “padawan “ it just feels very impersonal like bleh

> Like I love aayla but god the Jedi preach some bullshit

>> God forbid someone raises a child and gets attached to it

>>> Like for fucks sake

>>>> Can you tell this is something I’m passionate about?

> Anyway, moving on

> Oh hi anakin! You’re alive!

> That bird lookin thing is tryna eat my boy 😤

> Oop - well that dudes dead

> Aawwwwwww aayla looks so sad, this makes me sad too

> Can we just appreciate this?

> Well these little critters are cute

> Ooooohhh I think I agree with this little dude

> You can skip the paragraph if you like, its just me going off about ‘peacekeeping’

> Alright gonna get mildly into it for a second, the clone wars really gets into it with episodes like this, displaying how the entire galaxy was starting to lose faith in the Jedi and their peacekeeping ways, in the movies we just got that people just started hating the Jedi because they became part of the war, but this really fleshes it out and shows just how slowly and gradually the loss of faith is. Because he’s right, the Jedi aren’t peacekeepers anymore, they bring as much destruction with them that the separatists do and have become symbols of war. They’re fighting for a good reason yes, but they can no longer claim that they are peacekeepers or that they played no role in this war.

> ANYWAY BACK TO REACTS

> AH MY TWO FAVOURITE WOMEN AND A PRETTY BACKGROUND AGAIN!! They really do be doing me a great service

Part 14: Defenders of Peace

> I’m really not into this episode, just saying it now

> Anakins just as bad as obi wan, like honestly just chill bro, fucking REST

>> MY BOYS DESERVE SOME GODDAMN REST AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL OK-

> Okay but is it taking a life if it’s a droid?

> Ugh this dudes ugly as fuck

> What did you think was gonna happen?? Of course your village was going to be ransacked

> I could go on forever about the pointlessness of this war like it just makes me mad palpatine you slimy git-

> My reacts this episode are really boring huh, I’m not into it 😭

*fully I didn’t write anything for about 10 minutes here because it’s just a little boring*

> HOLY SHIT NOW THATS A FUCKING WEAPON

> Yep sorry that’s it for this ep, I’m so bored 😂

>> Anyway, bonus episode because that one was short!

Part 15: Trespass

> YES OBIWAN WOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO

> AND IS THAT RIYO CHUCHI I SPY?????

> Hahahahahahahhahahaha it’s not tatooine, you got that right

> Oh god this dude already sounds like a dick (its the chancellor dude but not palpatine)

> Why’s he so defensive over it?

> Oh yikes, that does not look good

> Seppies don’t do that though - this is... odd

> Ah and the same thing has been done to the droids

> Off topic, but I think I’m going to make a clone wars drinking game that I can do while I do my reacts, so I’m going to make that this week, send me your ideas in the comments or dm me!

> Back to ep - pfffffffttt obi wans little taps and then anakin really goes WHACK

> Anyway I’m going to do this in the next couple days and then every Friday night I’ll watch a few eps and drink away

> Alright back to the episode once more

> Abominable snowman????

>> Definitely

> This is gonna go well isn’t it?

> “Well? Say something”

>> “Just shut up” *visible eye roll*

> What the fuck is their mouth

> Okay really obi wan, I think it’s pretty clear they don’t speak basic

> YEEEEEEAAAHHH THATS MY BOI ANAKIN

> Awwwwwwww that shits cute, fucking bear huugggg I want to be hugged like that

> I’m not fussed if it’s anakin, obi wan or kit fisto but please someone love me

>> Preferably kit fisto

> Anyway this dudes a dick (again, its the chancellor dude)

> They obviously have intelligence, and this dude has issues

>> I’m thinking he’s trying to compensate for something 👀

> Oof you really gonna tell a Jedi what to do?

> HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA the other people’s were there already

> Ugh he reminds me of my very racist grandparents oh boy

> You’ve been told like 4 times that it is not your jurisdiction anymore and you still can’t take it?

>> BRUH

> She’s so tiny and adorable and her voice is just 🥰🥰🥰🥰

>> Oh no

>>> I’m simping for another character

> Surely this guy dies

> HAHAHAHAHAH HE JUST GOT SPEARED SERVES YOU RIGHT MOTHERFUCKER

> What a dick, he shall not be missed

> She’s just, so pretty??? And smart????

>> FUCK MY BISEXUAL ASS CANT HANDLE THIS

> he’s seriously not dead yet?

> AAAHH RIYO YOU SMART GIRL YEEEEESSSS NEGOTIATE THAT PEEEEAAACCEEEE

> THATS MY GIRL SENATOR CHUCHI YEEEESSS

Welp that’s it for today folks, it was lovely, see y’all at some point this week where I say the drinking game rules and then next drunken Friday (even though these are gonna be released on saturdays but I write them on fridays?)

#the clone wars #tcw #the clone wars reacts #reacts series #star wars ahsoka #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #obi wan kenobi #kit fisto #riyo chuchi #jar jar binks #basically a leah simp fest #fucking sigh #it took one (1) ep for me to simp

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grantzarrr · 4 years ago

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Blinded e.d

warnings: smut, tiny like a tiny bit of angst, lots of fluff

summary: ethan dolan has always loved y/n, but y/n have always been blinded, that is until ethan gets a girlfriend...will she still be blinded?

Monday October 12th, 2009

“Ethan, pass the ball!” Matt shouts as he watched his friend stop for a few minutes staring into what seems like space. but no, what Ethan was staring at wasn't just space, it was, Y/n Y/l/n. a young curly haired girl that drifted out into nature, being on her own was something she thrived off, that's what 9 year old Ethan thought was ‘awesome’ a girl his age not acting so girly, thats what drew him towards her the most. “e, whatcha looking at?” Matt asked, going towards Ethan, so curious. “ughh, this stupid girl again?” Matt groaned, simply not knowing why Ethan always looked and talked about her. that’s what got Ethan to snap out of his staring and thoughts, “what did you just say?” Ethan's voice now stern. “what’s the big deal about her, she's a girl she probably has cooties!” Matt scrunched his face up at the thought of her having cooties, by now Y/n heard Matt yelling about her having cooties, and wasn’t taking that at all, but she waited to see what Ethan would say, she always thought of them as friends so why not? “she does not have cooties, shes...not those type of girls.” Ethan defended, Y/n very pleased at what he had to say and continued picking her sunflowers. “oh yeah, then prove it.” Matt battled, “well-.” he had to stop himself right there. you see ethan had no proof that she didn’t have cooties, he couldn’t say ‘because he touched her’, he would be lying, he was to nervous to even say hi. “well what?” Matt smirked knowing he was right. “hey, buddy, yeah I definitely don’t have cooties, but you wanna know what I do have, power to tell you, you can lick my butt.” Y/n chimed in, sick and tried of hearing him run his big mouth. “yeah she doesn’t have cooties, so yeah lick my butt as well.” Ethan said as he grabbed Y/n hand and squeezed it tightly. Matt huffed and threw up the middle finger, something his big brother thought him, and walked away. Y/n turned to Ethan and said “thank you, Ethan for taking up for me.” Y/n smiled “no-no problem” Ethan stuttered, trying his best to hide his nerves, “c’mon, I have some more flowers to pick, that I think you’ll like.” Y/n said as she ran towards the school’s garden, Ethan right behind her, following every step. thus leading towards Y/n and Ethan becoming inseparable.

July 2020

“bro, what if she doesn’t like me.” Ethan sighs, telling Grayson his deepest fear “bro, if she doesn’t just move on find a new girl, you’ll be fine.” Grayson says calmly as if the situation was just that easy. “gray, you don’t understand, i'm in love with her, since 4th grade i’ve been in love with her, it isn’t that easy to just move on.” Ethan confesses “then tell her.”... that has been circling around Ethan’s mind for so long ‘just tell her’, ‘why don’t you just tell her’ ‘bro, say something to her’, but he can’t over the fear of her simply not liking him back er- loving him back.

“y/n are you going to Tristan party Friday?” Ethan asked, this is the night he is gonna ask her out, he was so excited yet nervous. “of course, e, you know me better than anyone, you know i’m going.” of course Ethan knew she was going, he listened to her tell her ‘other’ friends, people that wasn’t Ethan. God, Y/n, why are you so in my head, you’re my friend. Ethan thought. but he couldn’t help it, he was gonna give her one more chance to notice so he made a plan.

perfect, now if everything goes as planned Ethan should lose his virginity to Y/n and Y/n should lose her’s to him, perfect. Ethan rethought this plan over and over in his head, fuck, imagine how tight she’ll be, how perfect she’ll taste, how perfect she’ll look when I'm fucking her in- “e!” Grayson interrupted his thoughts and plan to jerk off, “what.” Ethan groaned desperately trying to make this conversation go faster “I found a girl for you, and hopefully you can move on from Y/n.”...WHAT, no fuck you, I dont want another girl, I want Y/n nobody else. Ethan thought, but he didn’t wanna lash out on his brother and tell him, he’s a fucking idiot, in front of this sweet looking girl. so he pushed it aside. “uh hi-.” Ethan didn’t even get to finish his sentence because..“omg ethan, I love you so much, and I would be soooo happy if I was your girlfriend, and yeah fuck this bitch Y/n, I'm so much better, you’ll see, baby!” she screamed out, obviously just a raging fan instead of a lover of interest, but Ethan being the person he was, was not gonna be mean but when she said ‘fuck this bitch Y/n’ he lost it. “yo, watch what the fuck you say about her, there is no fucking way i’m gonna like you, if you dont fucking respect my best friend” Grayson gasped, not knowing his twin could lash out over...Y/n. maybe this was serious, maybe he wasn’t in love..he was obsessed? “whoa, Ethan you’re feisty, I love you even more.” she said, now latching on to him, seemingly loving this. “I don’t think I want you as my girlfriend or anything.” Ethan sighed “bro, think about it, you’ll have a new girl that you can get to love and you’ll be happy, just give her a week, and if you don’t get to like her, you can go back to Y/n.” Grayson said, trying to get him away from Y/n...but why, why was he trying so hard to keep him away from her? was he hiding something? was Y/n hiding something from Ethan, that Grayson know? why? “okay fine, but why are you trying to keep me away from Y/n?” Ethan asked, curiosity flowing through his mind “I don’t wanna see you hurt bro, what if, she doesn’t like you, I know you’ll be crushed, i’m protecting you.” well, shit, he does understand.

“Grayson, wheres e?” Y/n asked. “with his girlfriend, their suppose to be doing couple crafts or some.”... gone. girlfriend. couples crafts. wait what, girlfriend!? “he has girlfriend!?” she shouted “yeah, for about three days now.”...why didn’t he tell me, why did he hide it. she thought, then there's a blockage forming in her throat, was she about to cry, was she jealous, what is going on with her. she couldn’t take it so she just let it burst out, causing her tears, running down her face. “y/n what’s wrong, why are you crying.” Grayson holding on stopping her from falling to the ground. “ethan- sniffs- girl- cry’s friend.” full sobs stopping her form talking. “whoa, calm down, I thought you only saw Ethan as a bestfriend?” Grayson asked “well not until now.”...not until she realized how beautiful he was inside and out, how thoughtful he’ll be when she was feeling bad or when her birthday come or holidays. how gentle he’ll hold her, when she’s upset and telling her everything will be okay. oh how she loved him so, loved him so much more than just a friend, she wanted him to be her’s. “gray, I-I wanna be with him.” she croaked out, he took a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was about to say “y/n, look you can’t just say you want him when he has someone, when he have gave you so many chances, you just cant, all these years and you've only cared about you, how you were feeling then call Ethan to be your savior.” “I never noticed, I never thought once on how he felt.” oh, that sounds so bad “see, you fucking see, how you never once thought of his feelings, it’s like you’re so BLINDED on yourself you never think of anyone!” Grayson raising his voice, now fully angry at this. “no.” she sobbed “no, I do think of his feelings, I care about him and his feelings, I always have, I just never realized.”

“well yeah he does, okay, will did now he has Katy.” Grayson huffed

Katy? Katy Mc’Grain? “does she have long blonde hair?” she asked, pleading it's not her. “yes, and has a butterfly tattoo on her left shoulder, why?”

omg- it’s Katy Mc’Grain, Y/n ex friend from a year ago that sworn to hurt the thing that meant most to her. now what caused this is simply because Y/n forced her to go to rehab, addiction she struggled with Y/n thought she helped, that is until, the workers that took Katy in, call Y/n on the 3rd day at 4am that Katy had escaped and left a note for Y/n saying ‘you will not forget me, I will take out what means the most to you, just like you did to me’...and that's Ethan, and they went to a ‘couples craft’ holy shit, they gotta save e

“gray, shit, we gotta go!” Y/n yelled “what, why?”

“i’ll explain on the way there, let’s jus-.” she got cut off my the front door opening, it was Ethan, “Gray she wasn’t the one.” Ethan sighed “bro, I honestly think its Y/n, like no matter- Y/n?” He eyes widened, and as always his heartbeat started beating rapidly. “ethan, I love so much, even more than just a friend.” was this a joke? is she lying? “what?” is all Ethan can crack out “ethan i’ve realized that you are the one, it’s you, it's you that is always there, always helping me, and i’ve been so blinded and-.” he kissed her, something he’s been wanting to do since forever but never thought he would get too. as they pulled away it was just like breath had been token away, no one could speak, they just stared into each other eyes, goofy looking smiles on each other faces. this is the moment Ethan knew he wanted to make love to her, he looked at Grayson giving him, that, look. “well, i’ll leave you guys to it.” Grayson laughed, having a good feeling about this and leaving the house.

“baby, let me make love to you.” Ethan whispered in her ear, Y/n withering under him, in nothing but underwear. Ethan started kissing her next softly, waiting on a answer. Y/n nodded profusely, wanting the aching in her legs to end. “gonna need words, princess.” Ethan chuckled at her eagerness. “yes, yes, Ethan please, need something.”

“as you wish, my love.”

Ethan kissed down her body slowly and softly, being a huge tease. once he finally reached the top of her laced panties, he kissed the top of the little bow and pulled them down her legs, “mm, so wet for me baby, I haven’t even done anything?” his ego getting huge, once they were off he started kissing her clit, going lower, lower, and lower. “"that's something for another time, I wanna feel you.” he stated

“i’ll go slow, okay.” she nodded watching as he pulled his huge rock hard cock, out his boxers, Ethan noticed her eyes widened, and chuckled “don’t worry baby, I’ll go slow, I promise.” He was half in, Y/n eyes closed shut as he kissed along her neck, whispering small little nothing’s.

he’s all the way now, still kissing her neck, trying to easy the pain “move please.” he heard softly, looking up at her, eyes wide. “you sure?” he asked “fuck, yes.” she moaned and that's what drove him to go, as his hips moved faster, her moans grew more and became louder.

for Ethan, jacking off was nothing compared to the tightness of her pussy, his fist could never be as tight, as wet, as perfect than her pussy. for Y/n her fingers, dildo or vibrator could come as close to Ethan’s dick, how big and thick he was, how good he could instantly find her g-spot, penetrated her so good.

“fuck, Ethan i'm gonna cum!” she shouted “right behind you, baby.”

“so, are we gonna go to Tristan’s party as an official couple?” Ethan asked, she giggled and nodded, snuggling closer to her boyfriend. “wait, so that means we’re dating now?”, “go to bed Ethan.”

#episkygrant #ethan dolan #ethan dolan smut

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chicago-reeed · 5 years ago

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Detroit Evolution

These are some notes that I took while I watched DE for the first time. It’s a lot. Like, six pages, a lot. I decided I should probably spare everyone’s dashboards and put it under a cut.

Warning: overuse of the fuck word because I am a dramatic little shit who gets overwhelmed easily

- Alright here we go. I don’t know if I’m mentally prepared to go through this hhhhh

- THE CINEMATOGRAPHY I NUT

- fuck he smellin the flowers good

- “hey tin can :P” “good morning gavin :P”

- I’m actually fucking crying IVE HAD TO PAUSE SO MANY TIMES JUST TO BREATHE AND IM ONLY AT 1:25

- FUCK ITS 1:27 AND HES FIXING HIS COLLAR HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WATCH THIS WHEN MY VISION IS BLURRY WITH TEARS

- “I don’t need to breathe” BAZINGA

- *slaps my face repeatedly* keep it together bitch

- “I like the way you look<3” aaaaaaaaannd here I go again

- HAHAHA HE WAS DAYDREAMING SAME NINES SAME

- oh god oh god witty banter WITTY BANTER I CANT FUNCTION

- C H R I S IM SCREAMING

- detective motha fuckin chris I don’t need to see any more I got what I came for

- Honestly all they need to do to calm down the protestors is get nines out there so he can say “please stop you’re being very mean >:/“ and they would probably just go home ngl

- “I’ve never been intimidated by people who hate androids” OH MY GOD NINES WITH THE BAZINGA’S TODAY WHAT A LEGEND

- can I just say the white jacket is such a power move I can’t believe nines invented fashion

- Gavin bein soft and reaching back for Nines in the crowd🥺homygod

- Gavin “no one calls him plastic but ME” Reed

- The only time I will support police brutality™️

- Gavin is so OP we stan

- Nines “you raise a fist, then I get PISSED😡” RK900

- “y’all have a nice day” Protect Detective Chris Miller at all costs

- Nines sees Gavin’s scars as charming PUT ME TO DEATH

- ADA OH LORD SHES STUNNING IM SOBBING

- Okay I need to pause and breathe again the cinematography got me chokin

- Uh ooohhh someone is jeeaaalouus😛

- Nines really said “no worry fam I’ll airdrop the case files to u”

- Ada: *exists*

- me: I hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me

- HA GAV DEFINITELY JEALOUS RIP

- And nines back at it again with the sass I AM LIVING

- Chris and Gavin’s reactions to Nines imitating Ada is the best thing I’ve seen all year

- “I can do your voice too” HIS FACE IMDBDHDJKDJD CRYIGGGSBSN

- oh ;-; shit Michael really finna make me cri

- God damn the intro credits are so beautiful

- TINAAAAAAA BABYYYYY

- Real coffee hours with the sharktreuse mug🦈

- “our boy” SHIT IM CRYING AGAIN

- Tina knows Gavin was absolutely feral before Nines appeared at the DPD

- Half An Asshole squad please stand up we ride at dawn

- Gavin with the knockoff timbs WE STAN😎

- maybe “thank god, I hate you, you love me, move your feet, oop” will be our always

- I’m living for the whole “criminal minds” vibe goin on here

- Bruh Gavin got the hook-ups fr fr

- ❤️WITTY BANTER WITTY BANTER WITTY BANTER W❤️

- The level of reed900 is staggering

- I’ve had to pause and breathe so many times it’s pathetic I’m not even 15 mins in

- GAVIN SAID mwah<3🖕IM FUCKING DIED

- 850% godt damn Nines got that IOS 50 update

- NINES PUT CHRIS’ PROMOTION PARTY IN THE CALENDAR WHAT A GOOD DAD

- maybe “our calendar” will be our always

- Chris “wingman of the year” Miller

- Who’s that Pokémon??? It’s JEALOUS GAV

- The way Nines said “I don’t feel anything for her.” I see you bud

- insecure Gavin needing reassurance™️

- Im fucking dying I fucking died bro BRO WE ALL KNOW WHO YOURE TALKING ABOUT, NINES, WE ALL KNOW

- Asexual Nines FTW👊😤👏👏👏❤️He gives zero fucks of ANY kind

- AN ANGEL HAS APPEARED WITH A GLOWY BLUE SCARF

- BREAKING NEWS: affection-starved Gavin™️ is literally begging for love

- GAVIN REED STOP BEING MEAN TO GAVIN REED OR ELSE

- “But there’s much more to admire about you than to detest, I think.”<333

- JJ not being suspicious at all nope no way Jose

- Lazzo has said two words and I love him already

- I don’t think I’ve seen this episode of COPS before🤔🤔🤔

- We all know Nines secretly wants to wear those fun glasses

- “Officer I swear I’ve never seen that arm in my life, it’s my friend’s he just asked me to hold it for him, Android arm what android arm heh”

- “Like robot arms, not gun arms.” You’re doing great sweetie🥰

- HAND TOUCH HAND TOUCH HAND TOUCH H

- Chris “the interrogator” Miller😎

- THE CINEMATOGRAPHY

- soft n sleepy gav™️ is soft n sleepy

- FUCKING SLEEVELESS SWEATSHIRT IVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT GAV IN A SLEEVELESS SWEATSHIRT FOR SO LONG AND NOW IT’S REAL IM

- You can wear my😋😘sweeaatshiiiirt😝😁🤗 (I’m sorry I had to)

- inconspicuous loving glances™️

- #GiveAndroidsFuckinHealthcare2K20

- AAAHHHHHHHH I CANTT BREAF

- HEAD>ON>SHOULDER

- INCONSPICUOUS LOVING GLANCES™️

- Gavin has not slept in 80 years

- He really said “I’m fine” BITCH

- Bed time for brats™️ no later than 8:30pm

- hell yeah sleepover time

- “stop lookin at my insides n shit” I want that on a t shirt

- ANDROID DREAMS

- Nines is so soft I might die

- But he’s somehow equally suave as fuck how is this fair

- Oh my god dream!gavin is like Nines’ conscious this is so presh

- “What do you think Gavin was gonna say?” nsndJSKDOFIWKDBDNDNSJDBBDJDJDJDNDJXJNDIFUIFIEKWN HES STILL THINKING ABOUT THEIR CONVO

- dream!gavin you sly dog

- “To have this. Out there.” DONT FUCK WITH MY HEART LIKE THAT THIS INNER-MONOLOGUE FLUFF IS SO SWEET

- Nines being insecure™️

- Listen to dream!gavin, Nines, he has big brain

- The fact that Nines subconsciously KNOWS that irl!Gav “just wants someone that doesn’t hate him” but he’s STILL like alas, I can never be what gavin needs :’(

- nu babie don’t be sad🥺

- oh my god they’re both train wrecks protect them at all cost

- c r i p e s❤️the reed900 hurt/comfort we all needed

- FUCK

- Concerned boyfriends™️

- Maybe “I’m fine” will be our always

- GAV🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💔💔💔💔💔💔

- Insecure boyfriends™️

- Nines “I’m not going to get any closer to Gavin because I can’t help him but also I want to cuddle with him because he had a nightmare” RK900

- did someone say c a t

- dumb babie gav jus spoon the dumb android so you both feel better

- Me: *rubs evil hands together* aha here comes the angst

- cue tragic backstory

- oh

- tragic backstory indeed

- YES DAD!FOWLER WE LOVE

- Gavin is so desperate for anyone to care about him I’m crying tears

- SHIT IT’S CUDDLE TIME™️ NOW IM REALLY FUCKING CRYING

- Alexa this is so god damn sad play despacito

- YES

- HAND>HOLDING

- HEAD>ON>SHOULDER

- NINES’ SKIN RETRACTING WHERE THEIR HANDS ARE TOUCHING THIS IS LIKE EVERY REED900 STAN’S DREAM COME TRUE

- Oh shit it’s about to get domestic I don’t think I’m mentally prepared

- YOU CAN WEAR MY😝💪SWEEAATSHIIIIIIRT🤪🔥🔥🔥 (I’m never letting the sleeveless sweatshirt thing go)

- Uh oh NO FUCK I’ve read enough fan fiction to know that this is where Gavin’s fucking trust issues kick in and he decides pushing nines away is safer than getting closer to him SHIT

- AND NINES GETS CONFUSED AND HURT

- AND THEN GAVIN GETS HURT

- I feel angst in this Chili’s tonight

- “I need you to leave” aaaaaaahhhhhhhh here come a whole different kind of tears

- frick dude that ouches

- Insert sad babie noises

- Oml the tension☠️poor Chris and Ada are like😑😑

- Chris could solve this case all by himself change my mind

- Gavin and Nines = (ò///-///ó)

- Chris = :D~oblivious~

- HELL YEAH PARTY TIME

- BEST WIVES TINA AND VALERIE AHHHH

- reed900 who??? I don’t know her. I only know ❤️valerina❤️

- I can’t believe Gavin and Nines invented angst

- I went and got blue gatorade just so I could pretend I was drinking thirium like Nines

- #DetectiveChen2K20

- real sad gavin hours

- Ruh roh Gavin bouta die from the ‘rona virus because rat man smokes hella

- CINEMATOGRAPHY CHEEEEECK HOLY SHIT

- my entire aesthetic in a single shot jfc

- Aaaaahhhh Nines trying to be a supportive bf just makes me ;-; [takes damage]

- HES ACCEPTED GAVIN AS MORE THAN A PARTNER🥺that, my friends, is what we call character development

- We stan the otp aggressively talking about their feelings

- “I’m not going anywhere.” FUCK™️

- SMOKE>FACE

- Aaaaand they’re back at square one. It’s cool it’s fine it’s all good we can work with this.

- Gavin: I don’t need you ò-ó

- Gavin: *immediately after Nines leaves* fuck ó-ò

- “It’s fine”™️

- I love Ada so much hhhhhh she said 🤨

- “Basic Instinct” TINA WITH THE HEAT OMG

- *nervous laugh* haha Ada sis maybe chill a little bit ha ha

- oh no I have a not good feeling

- ADA CHILL ADA CHILL

- WHY IS HE FOLLOWING HER INTO AN ALLEY AFTER THAT SKETCHY TALK

- AAA FUCK FUCK FUCJDJEMNSNDJDNXU FUCK I FUCKING KNEW IT FUCK SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT FUCK

- 😖x1000000

- Oh my god this is so fucking sad Alexa play The Sound of Silence

- Nines got fucked up and Gavin is CONCERNED

- aayyyyy bro Nines full on nakey

- Tina and Gavin sad bro huggin👊😔

- ADA HOW DARE YOU. HOW VERY DARE YOU.

- Uh oh Nines is fckn PISSED

- he MAD mad

- Tina speakin straight facts I love her

- WOOP GAVIN FINALLY ADMITTING HE NEEDS NINES

- f u c k right in the heart

- I don’t want to attempt writing any notes at this moment because my thoughts are completely incoherent I am a MESS

- “I need you to come back, Nines.” DONT PLAY W ME LIKE THAT

- HAND HOLDING FTW

- Did Gavin really almost bring Nines back through the power of love I am SHAKING

- Dream!Gavin speaking truth as ALWAYS

- These damn flashbacks making me feel some type of way

- OH SHIT HE AWAKE

- that actually low key jump scared me

- God damn these sets are so fucking pro, I’m so happy

- REUNION

- Tina really say “Chris ;) ;) lets go get some ;) coffee ;) ;) ;) ;)”

- CHRIS’ REALIZATION FACE FUCKING LAID ME OUT I HAD TO PAUSE I WAS LAUGJINB SO HARD

- You Undead Asshole™️

- Gavin: ( ⚆ _ ⚆ ) fuck he actually heard me talk about my feelings n shit

- Nines: You literally told me you fucking needed me like five minutes ago

- Gavin: huh weird that doesn’t sound like me I actually hate you

- ooOOHHH S H I T

- REALLY IS THIS REALLY HAPPENIGN

- woah shit sorry I blacked out for a second what happened

- MY POOR LITTLE FUCKING REED900 HEART IS EXPLODING AND IMPLODING AT THE SAME FUCKING TIME

- CAAAAAAAAN YOU FEEL THE LOVE TONIIIGGHTT

- holy shit I actually gave myself a bloody fucking nose because I smacked my face too hard in excitement

- ❤️💘🧡💞💕💘💓💚💛💘💞💓💛💛💞💘❤️💚💘💜💕💖❤️❤️💕💓💗💘💖💚💝❤️

- FUCK

- “What dipshit programmed you to do that?” 🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️FUCK

- My aunt came in and told me she heard me shouting then asked why I was crying

- HAHA FUCKING CHRIS IS MEEEE

- shit I need to like..,,,,physically recover from that

- whew okay break time is over let’s fucking go

- Nines in the cheeky turtleneck I SEE U

- #DETECTIVECHEN2K20

- Gavin: I’m ready to take this hoe DOWN

- Initiate protocol: SAVE ADA FROM HERSELF

- I could listen to Tina talk to dispatch for hours🥰❤️❤️❤️

- WHITE TRENCH COAT WHITE TRENCH COAT WHITE TRENCH COAT WHITE T

- Gavin being hella concerned boyfriend™️

- FIGHT SCENE™️

- omfg that crowbar really went *CLANG* when it hit Ada’s steel fkn abs what a legend💪😎

- Hell yeah epic Nines gif moment

- no Ada don’t choke Gavin it only makes him stronger

- CHRIS THE MOTHER FUCKIN GOAT😎👏👏👏he really said “fuck ur monologue I’m here to get shit done”

- ADA QUEEN YOURE OKAY SWEETIE

- That character development godt damn

- I might be reaching but Gavin is now wearing a white/off-white shirt/gray that kINDA RESEMBLES DREAM!GAVIN’S SHIRT. Coincidence? I THINK NOT. THATS SYMBOLISM IF I EVER DID SEE IT.

- “buyer’s remorse, huh?”

- “I can’t be everything you need.”

- That awkward moment when you realize the person you were hiding your feelings from has also been hiding their feelings from you.

- “a year of that fuckin’...Ken Doll face smirkin’ at me every day” BE CUTER GAVIN, I DARE YOU.

- naked hand = love

- CHEEKY BASTARDS

- FUCK FUCK FUCK ME

- THAT WAS SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL

- So my review of this film could be summed up by saying that I basically cried for an hour and fifteen minutes.

- Holy damn

#fun game: watch the film and try to guess what each of these crazy ramblings is referring to #im still reeling from all of that #I think I need to watch it again #yes that sounds like a plan #this is kind of like a review #if it were written by an emotional crackhead who got zero sleep last night #also #happy easter babes #if u celebrate it of course #what did we do to deserve this film #jfc there are still tears in my eyes #I need to watch it again asap #Detroit evolution #octopunk media #reed900

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