#but dude. i am going to strangle u

[bumbleblurr]

so ready to stop reading this fic and throw it directly into a paper shredder bc they portray bulkhead as dumb

[cameronsprincess]

Rafe x Reader who does like OF!? BUT rafe doesn’t know she does it. Like I can so see topper and rafe hanging out and she goes live bc she’s finaly able to be alone and top like being a subscriber to her and telling rafe about her and stuff yk? U can decide what happens from there but😭

warnings: smut! 18+ OF, aggressive!rafe, bimbo!reader, face fucking (i love this shit if u can’t tell), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, sex on a livestream, reader calls rafe daddy once, degrading. i think that’s all?

note: this got kinda long and i feel like i’ve been working on it for months (only a lil over a month lmao) but enjoy! remember: likes, comments and reblogs are very appreciated!

The sound of your soft moans coming from Topper’s phone had caught Rafe’s attention. He quickly makes his way toward his best friend, his mind going a thousand miles an hour at what Topper could have came across. His eyes go wide when he sees your body, dressed in the red lace lingerie set he’d bought you last week displayed on the screen.

“Yo, what the fuck are you on? That’s Y/N” Rafe snaps, his eyes narrowed into slits as he stares at his best friend, a wide smile spread across his lips.

Topper’s smile fades, a look of fear taking over his face when he notices the anger emitting from his best friend.

“Wh-What?! This is… This is Y/N?” Topper says lowly, eyes darting between his phone screen and Rafe.

Rafe shakes his head slowly, letting out a deep exhale before grabbing the phone from Topper’s hand. He clicks on your profile, seeing an array of pictures and videos. Your face was never shown, but Rafe knew your body, he knew about the birth mark you had on your inner thigh, he knew this was you.

“You- You’re fucking subscribed to my girlfriend? What the fuck Top!”

“Dude I swear, I didn’t know it was Y/N..” Topper replies, voice shaky as his eyes stay on his angry best friend.

Rafe exits the screen, tossing Topper’s phone onto the table before quickly making his way toward the front door, completely ignoring the apologies his best friend was shouting at him.

Rafe was furious. How could you not tell him you were on OnlyFans? Why were you on OnlyFans? He had more money than he knew what to do with, he could support you, so why were you selling your body online? Letting people see his girl?!

He was in his truck before he could even think a plan through, his mind only set on getting to your house and confronting the situation head on.

-

You’re mid livestream when you hear your front door open followed by a loud slam that made your heart sink into your stomach.

Rafe pushes your bedroom door open, his jaw tense and fists balled at his sides, he was breathing heavily, and you could sense from the tension in the air that he’d found out.

“Hey baby, what’re you-” You begin but Rafe stops you when he tightly wraps his fingers around your throat, squeezing so hard your vision blurred, tears filling your eyes as he continued to cut off your oxygen.

“Why the fuck are you on OnlyFans? Hmm? Am I not enough for you? Need to be a fucking whore online for the world? You like that type of attention?”

You tried to speak but all that came out were strangled gasps, your hand clawing at his as you tried to rip his hand from your throat.

“I’m gonna fuck you for this livestream, let all these fucking people know who you fucking belong to, got it?”

You trail your eyes up to his, nodding your head as best you could.

Rafe releases the grip on your throat, pushing you back in the process. You begin gasping for air as tears streamed harshly down your face. You glance down at your computer, noticing the hundreds of comments flooding in before glancing back up at Rafe who had stripped himself down to nothing.

You bite down at your bottom lip, sitting yourself onto your knees. Rafe takes a long stride toward you, his hard cock grasped firmly in his hands as he slowly stroked himself.

“Set that up somewhere else, gotta let ‘em see how good I fuck your throat”

You quickly jump from your bed, setting your computer up on your dresser, giving a perfect view of your bed and rushing back to Rafe. You spit into your palm, quickly pushing his hand off himself and replacing it with your own.

Rafe groans, his head thrown back in pleasure as you slowly worked him. “Fuck, can’t wait to feel those pretty lips wrapped around my cock”

You place a soft kiss onto his tip before pushing it into your mouth. You swirl your tongue around his swollen head, the taste of his precum hitting your tongue and pulling a low moan from you.

Rafe gathers your hair into his hand, pulling at it harshly before he shoves your head down. You gag around him when his head hits the back of your throat. He begins to thrust himself in and out of your mouth, hair tightly grasped in his hand, “Fuck, so fucking good. Let ‘em see how well you take my cock baby”

He continues thrusting himself into your mouth, tears flowing quickly down your face with each push and pull. You place both hands on his thighs, trying to steady yourself but Rafe uses his free hand to slap your hands away.

You feel his thrusts growing sloppy, hips stuttering, before he pulls you off of him.

You whine, “Rafe, wanna taste you. Please”

Rafe tsks, shaking his head as his darkened over eyes find yours, “Don’t think so baby, when I cum, it’s gonna be in that pretty pussy”

He situates himself on your bed, snapping his fingers and signaling for you to sit yourself on his lap with your back to him. You glance up to look into your webcam, watching as the many comments continue to fill the screen.

Rafe runs a large hand up your sides, large palms finding your bra covered chest and cupping at your tits harshly. You throw your head back, resting it on his shoulder as he continues to massage at your flesh, pinching your hardened nipples between his fingers.

He runs one hand back down your side, gripping at your thigh and harshly spreading your legs. His fingers tug at the waistband of your lacy panties, ripping them off your body and tossing the torn fabric to your bedroom floor.

His eyes flicker up to the screen of your laptop, a smirk taking over his face when he sees your glistening cunt on display, his long fingers toying at your clit and wet folds.

“Such a pretty pussy, and it’s all mine”

You whimper out a weak response, Rafe’s lips attacking your neck with kisses, teeth nipping at your sensitive skin and leaving deep purple bruises in their wake.

You let out a loud gasp when you feel two fingers plunged inside your aching core, his harsh upward thrusts making your hips jerk forward. He quickly grabs at your hip with his free hand, forcing you back down onto his lap as he continues to harshly push his fingers inside of you.

He places a hot, open mouthed kiss to your shoulder before sinking his teeth into the skin. He curves his fingers up, finding that spot inside you that has your brain short circuiting, toes curling as you sink your teeth into your bottom lip.

“God, you’re such a fucking slut. Getting off on me using you on camera for hundreds of people watching”

A low groan falls from your lips, “Rafe, fuck feels so fucking good” You sob out, tears pricking at your eyes, threatening to spill with each harsh thrust of his fingers.

Rafe tuts, slowing his fingers down to a painfully slow pace, “I dunno. I don’t think I should let you cum. I mean, you were out here selling your body, my body, when I can give you whatever you want”

You feel yourself clenching around his fingers, orgasm fluttering, ready to rush from you at any moment, “Rafe, please! ‘M so sorry! Let me cum, please!”

Rafe chuckles darkly, “Fucking beg for it then. Beg me to let you cum”

You choke out a sob, tears flowing down your cheeks. “Please! Please let me cum daddy! Promise i’ll be a good girl, won’t ever do anything bad again”

“So goddamn pathetic” Rafe laughs out, his fingers picking up in pace again, repeatedly hitting at your gspot, forcing your orgasm from you in body shaking euphoria.

He helps you ride out your high before harshly pulling his fingers from you, bringing them into his mouth and sucking your juices from them. “Always taste so good baby”

Rafe quickly lifts you from his lap, tossing you onto your bed. “On your stomach” He demands, and you quickly obey.

You’re flat on your stomach, hands under your head as your eyes find your computer screen for what felt like the millionth time. A small squeal escapes you when Rafe’s large hands grip at your hips and lifts your ass up.

The bed dips in behind you, Rafe’s knees hitting the mattress as he kneels behind you. He lands a harsh slap to your ass with one hand while the other firmly grips at his cock, slowly pumping himself and teasing at your entrance with his swollen head.

“Rafe, please!”

He harshly thrusts himself inside, his tip hitting at your sweet spot and pulling loud moans from you. His fingertips dig into your sides, surely bruising the skin, his hips slamming into your backside roughly.

“Fuck, always feel so good f’me, so fucking wet and tight! Keep squeezin’ me like that baby, takin’ me so good, so deep”

You arch your back more, letting him thrust himself as deep as he could into your sore cunt. The sounds of your squelching pussy and Rafe’s loud groans bounce off the walls of your room, your inner walls clenching uncontrollably around Rafe’s cock, trying to squeeze out every last drop he had to give.

“R-Rafe! Gonna fuckin’ cum, holy shit, feels so goddamn good!”

Rafe slides a hand up the length of your back, reaching the back of your head and gripping at your hair. He pulls your neck backward, tears forming in your eyes from the uncomfortable position your neck was in along with the brutal thrusts of his cock. He uses the hand in your hair to keep your body steady, his free hand making its way to your face, fingers pushing past your lips and down your throat.

“Look toward the camera baby, show them how fuckin’ good I make you feel. Wanna cum? Wanna be a good fuckin’ girl and soak my cock?”

You turn your head as best you can, eyes looking directly into the camera. Your cheeks are stained with mascara, drool running down the sides of your face as Rafe’s fingers stay lodged in your mouth. You had a completely fucked out look on your face, your tits bouncing with each thrust of his hips.

You pathetically whimper when Rafe slowly pulls himself from inside you, slamming himself back inside without warning. “Go on, say it. Only I can make you feel this good. I fucking own this pussy, yeah? Say it!”

You choke out a sob, “You- You own me Rafe! You own my pussy! Only- Only you make me feel this good”

Rafe lets out a low and raspy groan, his dick twitching inside you, his warm cum spilling into your pussy.

He fucks himself into you a few more times, helping you reach your own high. He strokes the head of his cock against your gspot, making you clamp around him, your body going limp as your orgasm rushes through you, soaking his cock and your bedsheets.

He slowly pulls himself from you, his fingers falling from your mouth and letting your body fall flat onto the mattress. He softly lifts you up, turning your arousal soaked pussy toward the camera and letting your viewers watch his cum drip from your cunt.

He slowly walks toward your computer, ending the livestream without any hesitation. He walks you back to your bed, dropping your weak body down, his tall frame towering over your body.

“I want that account deleted tomorrow, and don’t ever let me catch you doing that stupid shit again, got it?”

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[kojitheopossum]

ur sirensong au is so cool dude i would love to know more about bdubs and etho if u have the chance. like is etho a mammal. is he so big because because of polar gigantism

Hehe tysm !!! You have no idea how excited I am to answer this one, i’m going to be majoring in biology lmao. Etho is not a mammal although that is an interesting idea. He belongs to a family of sea serpents, which evolved from a common eel like ancestors millions of years ago. These creatures all tend to be somewhat similar, varying in size, color, and hunting styles. His species is the newest evolved, but the other genus members/transitional forms died out from competition as the oceans climate warmer and pushed them further together in the north for food. This was also influenced by their solitary and very territorial behavior, which is also why they originally started attacking large boats, mistaking them for other leviathan. Quickly they learned that the creatures on these structures were a good food source. Although most sea serpents still stuck to eating either lots of small fish at a time like whale shark or hunting larger prey like whales, humans soon became a reliable food source and thus the species etho evolved quickly to become specialized at hunting them. The more human like the fish appeared, the more likely it would live to reproduce. Like I mentioned in a different ask, he mainly uses aggressive mimicry. Siren are typically depicted in this worlds media as more human sized purely because of how young they are when they are encountered by humans. Ethos size is absolutely influenced by polar/deep sea gigantism like you mentioned, but his species is also one that more or less doesn’t stop growing. That being said, his growth has become exponentially less over time, so he’s practically hit the limit.

The fact he’s stayed alive so long is competely due to him staying put in an area with few visitors. Although he is specialized to hunt humans, sirens still hunt other fish, typically sharks and tuna, and that’s what he mainly relied on. Etho is also very cautious when it comes to members of his own species. He was attacked when he was very young by a much older siren, and since then he stayed mostly hidden from fear. The only time siren are seen near each other is to mate, but etho couldn’t care less. He isn’t sure if other siren are also conscious like him, but he’s sure that there’s a large chance he’s not alone. Also, in one of my concept sketches I think I claimed etho was Wellll over 1000 years old but i’ve since retracted that, he’s actually around 800. He spent more than half of that time asleep though, spending months drifting along the bottom of the ocean half awake after hunting. If i get around to it, this is a plot point in the story, so spoilers ig, but etho while in captivity is much more awake because he is fed much much Much less, thus relying on being fed daily instead of being able to go for months without food.

Etho’s long sharp teeth resemble fangtooth moray eels, and similar to the moray uses these teeth to puncture and hold prey in place rather than actually kill. However, unlike the moray, he doesn’t have multiple sets of jaws. The one he does have splits open at the bottom, so he can open his mouth much wider when hunting then a regular human like mouth would normally allow. His jaw is also very strong, being able to crush prey once it’s captured. The spiky fins lining his dorsal and ventral region are not to aid in hunting, but as protection from other siren. He is also able to wrap around larger prey to either strangle or just hold them in place.

Sorry i just ranted about etho and didn’t mentions bdubs, he’s just a normal dude. If you are curious about him, he grew up in the country working in his family’s building business before getting bored and moving to the city to figure out what he really wants to do. The reason he’s working for the aquarium is entirely because he needs a job since getting booted from his last one at a cafe, and his friend scar knows a lot of people. That’s it lmao.

[sapphic-woes]

i am on my KNEES begging for sevika's pov on what was going through her head when she first smelled R and her fear and her mate-scent and kalsdjkla i want it so bad please

A/N: Since u asked so nicely I suppose I can give u a little drabble. Update: I'm a clown. This is an entire side chapter now.

Sevika Knows

Word Count: 2k. MINORS DNI

"Do you read me?"

"..."

"Lil' dude?"

"..."

"Dammit. Vi is that rookie–"

"I'm in position! Sorry, Sevika I was just getting there!" The rushed, heaving voice in her ear made Sevika's eye twitch. However, her shoulders simultaneously deflated in relief.

"Ekko, answer me even when you're not ready yet. I need to know you're alive, got it?" A fumbled response made Sevika roll her eyes, and she cut the kid off with a snarl.

"Fuck up again and you're dead, you hear? The same goes for all of you." Sevika muttered into her earpiece, nodding for Vi to follow her lead.

"Harsh much? The dude saved like 5 people on his own yesterday." Vi's light tone made Sevika frown.

"He was reckless yesterday. If Jayce hadn't been there to back him up..."

"You're joking, right? Right? C'mon Sev–the little man is just like you back in the day. Stop worrying and give him a break, will ya?" Sevika didn't bother to respond, and Vi snorted, speaking into her earpiece.

"You heard her, don't die on us okay? Die when Vander's leading a mission. Now we rush in 3...2...1...let's move!"

Sevika had to admit, this part of the job was a little fun.

The satisfaction in busting down the doors of the brothel with a smirk, gun in one hand and baton in the other, raising an eyebrow at the lowlife alphas scrambling like rats to get away with their privates still free from their pants...

It was amusing, to say the least.

"Woah there." One lady was a bit too stupid, running past Sevika only to have the alpha trip her up. She stunk of drugs, sex, and utter fear–an omega's fear–making Sevika grimace and pull out her cuffs.

"Be a good criminal and don't move, yeah?" Sevika grunted as she cuffed one of the screaming alpha's wrists, effortlessly dragging her back to the room she'd run out of. With a mocking hum, Sevika fastened the other cuff to the bed she'd clearly scrambled off of, glancing down that the omega still curled up there.

Fuck. He smelled enticingly sweet. Clearly high off shimmer and not in the right state of mind. He merely stared at his thrashing client for a moment, then sniffed the air and smelled Sevika. His eyes widened in fear, and Sevika didn't blame him. What was worse than dealing with one abusive alpha, than dealing with two?

He scurried away from Sevika, releasing a strangled string of pleas. Bruises, clear signs of restraints...are those burns? Those fucking bastards...

"Need a beta here immediately. There's a drugged omega, and he's hostile." Sevika spoke into her earpiece while she slowly backed away. She couldn't stay long–she'd spent ages torturing herself memorizing the scent of the owner of this brothel, and she wasn't going to let that gag-inducing scent get away.

The air was full of sandalwood, and the alpha turned around to ruffle Ekko's hair.

"Thanks." It was all she said before she moved on. She tried to ignore the scent of pride wafting off her body. That kid is way too eager to help...

"I smell that~" On her way through the brothel, Sevika finally caught up with Vi, who was also following the scent of the owner. The beta grunted, slamming an alpha's head into the wall. The bright, boyish grin she turned and fixed on Sevika ironically contrasted with the blood on her cheeks. Sevika kicked the alpha rushing her lieutenant from behind.

"Pay attention. I can't have another brawl with Caitlyn." Vi's smirk only widened.

"Why?" The redhead punched another alpha coming at them straight in the boobs. Talk about a low blow. "Scared she'll get serious and shoot your arm off this time?"

Sevika opened her mouth to bite back an insult, but instead her eyes widened. Shit. She gripped the back of Vi's collar and yanked the beta back behind her, helping Vi avoid the knife swinging toward her.

"Move. More like–ugh–if she gets mad at me," Sevika grunted as she punched the loser in the gut, grabbing his head when he doubled over to bash his nose in with her knee. "–I'll say some alpha caught you off guard and gave you a nice, looooong ass kiss. Got their hands alllllll down your pants before I pulled them off you."

Vi paled, turning to look at Sevika. "You wouldn't."

The alpha grinned right back, and together the two pushed through their opponents, eventually getting to the source of the owner's scent. The coward had locked himself up in his office. Pathetic. Shifting, Sevika got into position in front of the door to bust it open. "I would. Now help me out, the bastard's hiding in here."

With a grumble, Vi listened, and on the count of three, they rammed their shoulders into the door. It opened with a loud crack, dust filling the air as they entered.

"There you are..." Sevika huffed, cracking her neck as she stared at the pathetic alpha hiding behind his desk. This was the guy running this place? He looked like a fucking poser...

"Now we can do this the easy way, or the...the...." Huh? What was the line again?

Sevika faltered. Her heart skipped a beat. Her chest clenched with excitement and horror at the same time. This wasn't right. You couldn't be here. Yet as she breathed in the stuffy air, the alpha knew she wasn't mistaken.

Thick, toxic fear. The revolting, burning battery acid of lust. It was pungent. It was stale. There was nothing good about the air Sevika inhaled, nothing except...

...cherries. Delicious, mouth watering cherries underneath it all.

Vaguely, she heard Vi call out to her. But it was muffled. It was like Sevika was underwater, drowning in her need to find you. She didn't know how many pieces of shit she knocked out while she searched around. Some didn't have traces of you. Some did. She came across the latter more.

She didn't think she was the type to be too possessive. She hadn't even met you yet. Regardless, she left the ones that did smell like you choking on their own blood.

How many times did the fear permeating off you spike? Every time was torturous, and Sevika wanted more than anything to stop it.

You were in danger, you weren't okay, you were hurting–god, you were hurting. Scared and vulnerable and shit! Sevika felt like she'd die. She was seeing red. She was seeing blood–your sweet, cherry-scented blood, spilled out like lost love across the floor.

And there, holding you down was an alpha, forcing you to lick it clean.

Sevika kept herself calm in intense situations. No matter how much shimmer was in an omega or how sweet they smelled, Sevika never faltered. She identified the problem and dealt with it accordingly. Efficiently. In a timely manner. And most importantly?

Calmly.

Sevika felt the alpha's throat squeezing under her fingers before she was aware she was holding it. There was something growing inside of her. Something animalistic. There was nothing calm about the growl bubbling up in her chest, or the way she barred her fangs. Something twisted in her fervent desire to kill the alpha squirming in her grasp.

Worse, her sick urge to abandon the struggling worm altogether and focus on covering you in her scent instead.

You were her's, weren't you? So why was the sick smell of others clinging to your skin, making her want to rip those clothes off you and mark every last part of your body? Why was your scent, that precious fragrance, clinging to this thing on the floor?

She wanted to beat it out of the alpha.

She nearly did.

"You're gonna kill them at this point!" What the fuck was Vi doing here? Sevika stared down at the beta tugging her off in confusion. Anger sparked up inside her chest, and against her better judgment Sevika stepped dangerously close to the beta. She towered over Vi, emitting pheromones daring her to go against her.

"So?" Vi's defiance made Sevika's hands twitch. Sevika felt ready to throw the beta into the wall. How dare Vi stop her? That alpha had been all over you, hurting you, and she wanted to let them live?

"So the first thing you want her to see is you killing someone? She's terrified, Sev." It took a moment for Sevika to process Vi's words. Another to sniff the air–and realize that your fear was just as thick as her anger.

Oh. Suddenly, the fire burning in Sevika left her. You were small. Trembling. Huddled like if you tried hard enough, you could mold yourself into the wall and disappear from her sight.

Maybe that's what you wanted. She wouldn't blame you if you did.

Sevika took a hesitant step toward you. Logically, she knew she needed to calm you down. Say who I am, what our purpose is. We're here to rescue. This place is being shut down. I'm friendly. I'm nice. Not gonna hurt you. We can gladly provide medical care–

"Cool it." Fuck. You were shrinking into yourself even more. Was that even possible? It was cute. Sorta. Kinda like a little rabbit...

...that was terrified of a big bad, scary wolf.

Fuck.

"Right. Fuck." She was the wolf. Right. She was also the idiot trying to approach you anyway. Right.

Sevika took deep breaths to calm herself. She didn't even know she could get this angry. Yet here she was practically drenching the room in her fury. Even Vi had her fingers curled into fists, clearly affected. How much worse was it for you?

Calm. Calm. Gotta stay calm. Sevika managed to relax a bit, but she couldn't tell if it actually helped. You still looked scared outta your wits. Would it be better to leave? Maybe let Vi handle this? Anything to make sure you–

"I-I sorry. I'm sorry can–I'm. I'm useful."

What?

What did she call herself?

Sevika froze, dreading what she'd just heard. Logically it made sense that you, an omega clearly collared, having been pinned to the floor when she'd come in would be–but to–

To talk about yourself like this?

"I'm g-good at it." Don't say that. Don't say that like that's all you're meant for. Please baby, don't say that...

"Please, p-please don't ki–"

At those words. Those heartbreaking, dreadful words, Sevika's knees hit the floor before she knew it.

Sweetheart...how many times have you been scared to die?

It's the only way Sevika thought would let you know she's safe. Perhaps she should go, and leaving it all to Vi would be best...but she can't. Not when you're shuddering all over, covered in blood and tears, looking like you're seconds away from breaking apart.

She's being selfish. Sevika knows it when she tells you to get up and you take it like an order. She knows it when you call her master–and it leaves a bitter taste in her mouth. She's nauseous. Sick–feeling like every other rotten alpha when she tells you to call her by her name, and you do it like there's a consequence to your actions if you don't.

Sevika knows.

You're looking at her like she holds your life in her hands. Like she's authority. So when she does hold your frail body in her arms, she feels like a sinner, and when you take a deep breath into her chest, drink in her scent as if it's good–

The alpha doesn't know whether to smile, or to cry.

[nonnieapple]

⛈☂ Mall Emo, Mall Time, Mall Crime!☂⛈

 • (human!Marshall Lee x reader)  • r a t i n g: t e e n & u p • 2 1 0 3  w o r d s  • p o s t e d 04.10.2023     🌧 navigation  • s u m m a r y: what do you do when the cashier at a store is a dick? cheese it!

You couldn't wait to see Marshall again. Even though you had seen him a few days ago, you couldn't help but brim with happiness at the thought of seeing him again. You felt electrified, no matter how dumb that sounded, it was exactly how you felt. You smudged on dark eyeliner, pulled on your skinniest jeans, decked out your wrists with enough bracelets to cut off circulation, and wrapped one too many belts around your hips.

Two to be exact.

When you saw Marshall you practically strangled his waist with your grip. He sighed and hugged back.

"Are you trying to kill me or are you just happy to see me?" He said, strained. You pulled back enough to see his face. His beautiful, otherworldly face, his piercings, and his relaxed, dark eyes, which had a red undertone.

"I am never letting you go," You mumbled as you embraced him one more time before pulling away.

"Way to break a promise." He laughed, raising his brows and walking by your side to the entrance of the AAA Mall, one of the only malls around.

"I meant that in a more… metaphorical sense." You shrugged with a smile. Even the annoying mall, with all its lights and people and sounds, couldn't make you upset around Marshall. You were low-key obsessed with that man. In a mostly healthy way.

You walked through the mall, having been there quite a few times before. Why meet in a mall? There wasn't… a particular reason. It was one of the only notable places around. Sometimes you got food there that was edible. The vibes were okay, and Marshall liked staring at the Gridsound displays from time to time. Now that you thought of it, that was the biggest reason.

The AAA Mall wasn't crowded most days either, and you two, both unemployed artists, went there on the dead days- Monday through Friday. When the stores were a relative ghost town. That suited your sensory and human sensitivities. Nothing was worse than people staring at you. Besides the dry sound of dry skin on extremely dry paper, or nail filing. It felt like the sound itself filed down on your teeth. You never quite figured out why people stared. Was it your fashion? Were people that bored? Theorizing was useless. All it did was make you more anxious.

You looked up at Marshall. When you just started hanging out, he asked why you were looking at him like that, but eventually, he accepted that at times you stared like a cat at the nearest object. He was understanding, and whenever you needed some help, he was there. He was a good guy. A little bit of trouble, but you were too, and that was fun.

"It's cold in here. I can feel my blood turning into ice cubes…" You shivered, speeding up your pace as you looked around at blank mannequins and generic posters of conventional-looking white people. The embodiment of salt as seasoning.

"Hm?" Marshall blinked, glancing at you. "I think it's fine." He slipped his hand into yours, and you gasped.

"I'm convinced you're cold-blooded," You murmured, his hand cool and dry, his black nail polish chipped under your fingers.

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" His calm voice was not suited for the absurdity of that phrase.

"Dude… why the hell would you ask me that?" He feigned immense devastation at your sound question.

"So, you wouldn't?" He stopped, giving you the saddest look.

"You should've been a darn actor…. of course I would. Now let's move, my something is about to fall off." You pulled him behind yourself gently. You passed by a breakfast diner called Kingdom. Not even. Their pancakes were super soggy.

Every store was a carbon copy of the next and the last, clothes so blank they were fit for a pharmaceutical ad. Warning- buying these clothes might be deadly. You'll die of boredom. Unless you only wear a shirt and nothing else. You know what they say, public indecency is a fashion statement! For the record nothing is wrong with being basic; it's fun to make fun of capitalistic copycats which probably don't even let their workers pee in a bottle, all for an off-white cardigan fit for a widow cosplay. You could even get a handkerchief in the pharmacy nearby.

Marshall slowed and you both marveled at the display- the store. Electric guitars with glossy, colorful, and rich exteriors, mics that cost as much as two pairs of eyeballs on the black market. The store was also filled with various tech. The interior was red and orange, covered with a checker pattern. No one was inside, only the cashier. They were taking a nap on the counter. Soft music played on the speakers. The sign above the entrance flickered. "Gridsound", lit up by a warm glow.

Around the corner was one of the most interesting shops in the AAA Mall, which said something. Flame Topic, a huge corporation trying to make money off people with an alternative style, essentially the same widow cosplay repackaged in a leathery, dark package.

You passed by it as you waved to one of the clerks, a person you knew, Flamber. A funky name for a funky person who was much better than that store but didn't wanna be another unemployed hoodlum.

The store right next to it was an exceptionally empty craft store, Raggedart. The cashier had resorted to doodling in a sketchbook, seated between the aisles. He wore a frumpy, muted in color, messily stitched-together sweater. You turned your head to the side.

Gum & Dia. The owner was Dia Gumm Baldwin, an older woman who had as much scandal surrounding her as she did money.

You hated that store and all of its tacky fast fashion, but the belts seemed okay. Just the belts. You wandered around it, pondering if you should get anything. Marshall was encouraging, at times to fault, so you stayed quiet as you pictured your life with a particular pair of socks. Riveting stuff.

There were a handful of people in the store, and its open nature made you worried, your shoulders tensing and nails digging into your palms. A clerk in all green and a green hoodie over their head with spikes atop it spoke to a couple of customers, gesturing to another section of the store.

You stood closer to Marshall.

"The cashier is looking at me funny… they can't handle the autistic swag," You whispered. He chuckled.

After a lot of meandering around the store, you settled on some belts. Marshall didn't seem interested in getting anything, instead inspecting the enticing crap around the checkout as you paid for your crap, setting the money on the register.

The cashier, a woman with brown hair and a crazy look to her glared at you. She looked so mad you'd think she was staring at an arch-enemy of hers.

"That's not enough."

You dug through your wallet, but no matter how many times you counted the money, you couldn't get the number right, or you didn't have enough money, hell knew, by that point your brain was shutting down.

Your mind blanked, your heart filled with panic and nonsense. You shook, feeling cold yet hot, everything in your eyes blurring and time stopping yet going too fast at the same time. It felt like a nightmare- a nightmare where a tsunami was about to wash over you, and you stood stupid, frozen by icelava. The scenario? Entirely different. The feeling? The utter dread? The same.

You didn't only stand stupid, you felt stupid. You wished you could control it. Control the anxiety.

Marshall found your hand. You didn't react, hand limp and cold. You tried to ground yourself. You were floating off into nowhere mentally as the judgement of the customers and cashier built.

"Ugh, what a weirdo, how can it take so long to pay?" Said a person behind you in line. The person next to them snickered.

"Can you please move it? What, are you scared or something?" The cashier had an air of suffocating smugness about her, glaring at you. You searched for a shred of understanding in her face. She flicked a crumpled-up check at you, and you could only stare in horror.

"Probably one of those people afraid of the world. One of those "mentally ill" ones, you know, the ones seeking attention," Whispered one of the people behind you as though you didn't hear. Not like they have a shit if you did.

Marshall strained to not strum the cashier a new one, also standing like a deer in headlights. An all too familiar reaction to conflict from him. He leaned down to you.

"I'm not saying we should take the stuff and run, but, if you want to, we totally could," He whispered, standing up straight right after as if he hadn't said a thing to you.

Your eyes darted to the register. Your mind went fast, thinking of the pros and cons. It all merged into a big lump of panic. You were filled with feverish worry.

You grabbed the things, gripping them for dear life, running toward the exit as fast as you could. Marshall was nearly perfectly in sync with you.

You ran out of the store and the belts beeped loudly, security chasing after you. Your mind and muscles screamed at you, but you yelled over them.

"You're way too supportive!" You addressed Marshall. You glanced back. The guards were hot on your trail of petty theft. They pulled out their walkie-talkies and gave you icy looks from under deeply furrowed brows. Their thick black and white uniforms, making them look like penguins, slowed them down significantly.

"Sorry for being nice and great and the best," Marshall murmured with utter seriousness as you breezed past the front entrance and past to the parking and beyond. You turned around and around until you were far enough to catch a breather.

You both panted. Your heart burned with cold fire and you buzzed and shook with excitement.

"I don't even want these…" You blinked slowly at the belts in your hands, the post-shoplifting clarity hitting you like a Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4 Spyder. Your panic had begun to ebb and it felt awful. Also like getting hit by a Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4 Spyder.

Marshall looked down at what he had grabbed with even more confusion than you. He had grabbed random crap. A pair of chains with crosses and a black face mask with a cat on it.

"Neither do I care about this chain. Do you want it?" He asked unsurely. Your eyes sparkled. Shinies.

"I'll have that." You grabbed them out of his hands, dropping them into your pockets.

"I care more about those assholes judging us," Marshall sighed, leaning against a wall. You hummed and frowned.

"I don't get it, is it so hard to stay outta our business? Do I have a sign on my back saying JUDGE ME?" You raised your arms to the heavens.

"I sure didn't put one there," He replied with a mischievous tone. You huffed, glancing at him up and down.

"You wouldn't do that."

You looked at your back.

"It's true, I care about you. It's my dirty secret." He turned away, covering his face dramatically.

"Awww! You're rotten!" You shoved him ever so softly. He looked to the side.

"In more ways than one." You fastened the belts around your hips, tags still on. Marshall raised a brow, silently questioning your sanity. He should've done that when he met you. Too late now.

"If anyone questions me I'll turn them into protein powder." You smoothed out your clothes, crossing your arms.

Marshall opened his mouth. He closed it, giving a thumbs up and a shaky grin.

"Let's go to the City Of Thieves bar and then home." You stretched, walking. He followed without question. He tended to do that, especially if you were in a new place, he was like a lost puppy.

"Home?"

"My apartment." You glanced at him.

"Sounds good." He smiled softly, reaching his long arm around your shoulders.

You waited at the bus stop. The bus rolled in, coming to a slow halt. You got on and made your way to the last seat which was almost always empty. The bus was pretty empty too.

"I am not paying for this bus," You whispered to Marshall as you stared outside at the sunset. His grip tightened around your shoulders comfortingly, pulling you into him.

You could hear his smirk.

"Me neither."

[voidsentprinces]

Poison frog toxic red flag murder dragon, I never play or write about?

Hey. Hey hey tell me about them. Theyre cute as fuck I wanna know more about em.

DO NOT CUTE THE POISON FROG TOXIC RED FLAG MURDER DRAGON!

Ladies, Gentlemen, and the Eldritch Beings Beyond the Mortal Comprehension of Mankind:

Meet Envy, full title: Invidia Leviathan Tepes, Prince of Envy (for redundancy)

Amongst all the Gods, Demons, and Villains I have ever created, he is the A B S O L U T E W O R S T. I am not even going to list it. Think of something bad. He's done it. He is against the Geneva Accords. Everything from minor infractions like shop lifting to being one of the reasons THERE ARE NO LONGER ANY GODS BEYOND DEATH NOW (in writing lore that is).

He is the only Voidsent Prince who is actually the Original Sin incarnate. He is selfish to extreme, is murder happy, will use, abuse, and toss away anyone and anything he wants. Literally believes the world revolves around him and anything to the contrary needs to be IMPALED WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE!

You were born.

Congrats.

You were born to worship and serve him. If you are not doing any of those two things. You deserve to die or be tortured for doing either of those two things too little, too much, or even perfectly fine but he's bored of you now, DIE NOW AND SAVE HIM THE INCONVIENCE OF KILLING YOU, THANKS!

He enters the story coiled around the heart of a Goddess who consuming her divinity himself. While driving her completely mad with jealousy which leads to the First Twilight of the Gods. Because the First God got bored one day, I shit you not. Due to taking the divinity of a deity for himself. He grows from a small snake into The Leviathan. His second act after being torn out of said Goddess's chest by her sister is to bite the hand of the Goddess of Light and tumble down from the heavens onto the mortal plane. Where he spends the rest of his time strangling the world with the length of his body and killing anything that thinks to sail on his seas. When he is eventually drop kicked into Hell. He is then forced by Death to go from a primordeal draconic being who is the length of the seven seas and two oceans to a humanoid you see before you. Leaving his tail behind to envy what he once was. Despite the downsizing, aforementioned, its done nothing to curb his ego and he has decided being punished like this is NOW EVERYONES PROBLEM!

Actively hates living things and use to cause earthquakes and tsunamis on a whim to wipe out anyone who settled too close to the oceans he thought he fucking owned.

Does he take a moment to reflect that maybe doing any of this will make people hate him in the short term and try and hunt him down in the long term? HAHAHA!

NO!

Aforementioned, ya not serving his whims or if you bore him, he do not give a fuck about repercussions. He's the edgy dude who never grew out of the edge phase is just 2 cool for school. If that guy got his hands on the strength and power to force people under his heel. Actively is immortally youthful, strong enough to fight off entire armies, the ability to generate water and cause earthquakes at a whim. Gilgamesh before he met Enkidu, but if meeting Enkidu made him even worse and he learned nothing of humility and shrugged off Enkidu's death.

I don't write him cause he is just...a walking trigger warning and that makes me uncomfortable. I would change him, but like...the cast NEEDS like that one (1) absolute bastard character. Irredeemable, unbashedly terrible on every level, is the reason people probably started to write down war crimes and formed rules around: Maybe we shouldn't do these bad things during combat actually...lets set up rules.

Not that he'd follow them. You kidding? Telling HIM what to do? The gall!

Anyway, here have his theme while you're here:

[birbfeeder2artisticboogaloo]

thousand autumns donghua, episode 11~

I READ THE TITLE Y'ALL!!! I ACTUALLY READ THE HANZI!! I AM WAY TOO PROUD OF MYSELF HAHAHA!!! ahem ANYWAY~ one of my fav things about donghua and cdrama is when there's lots of ppl in a scene and the background is full of them all going '走 走 走!' and '来 来 来!' like it's just….very comforting bg noise?? like ppl singing in the pub or ur parents chatting with each other when ur falling asleep as a kid. I MUST ROMANTICISE HUMANITY, IT IS MY FATE ;A; ooh gambling!! lmaooo everyone is betting on ruyuan kehui and yan wushi's fight!! that's hilarious omg 🤣 OH HI BAI RONG!! i was only teasing u before, i rly do like u girl!! just go easy on poor shen qiao ok??? he's been thru so much ;A; these dramatic motherfuckers i swear THERE'S EVEN A FUCKING HAWK SCREECHING BY, WTF IS HAPPENING annoying beard guy from before: FIGHT WITH ME, OLD MAN!!! >:( yan wushi: lol i don't fight with peasants OOOOHHHH they throw off their robes so dramatically!! do u undress that way for bed as well?? i pity whoever does their laundry tho 😔 WHOOOAAAA HOLY SHIT THIS FIGHT SCENE IS INCREDIBLE IT'S SO EPIC WHY ARE THEY EVEN TALKING??? JUST KEEP FIGHTING THIS IS AMAZING!!! WOOOOOOOOO!!!! DAMN!!! HE STOPPED THE SWORD WITH HIS FINGIES!!! RUYUAN KEHUI DID SHADOW CLONE NO JUTSU??? AND THEN THE OLD MAN DID THE PHOENIX DESCENDING THING??? AND HE THREW THE SWORD BACK TO RUYUAN KEHUI AND THEY'RE LIKE ZIPPING AND AROUND AND WHOOOOOSH AND KRSHSH AND BAM AND RRRRRRR AND WHOAAA 🤩😵👀 bai rong: tee hee, i wanna seduce u~ shen qiao: no :( i won't hang with u if u continue this :( i tease, but good for him, setting boundaries for himself!! it's important and healthy!! never feel bad for setting boundaries with others! :D awwww shen qiaaaooo he's such a good guy ;A; WHOA WHAT YAN WUSHI WAS STANDING ON A……..VINE??? WTF?? THE OTHER DUDE WAS STANDING ON A SWORD??? oh crap the old man's heart is about to give out!! he's getting too decrepit and ancient for this!!! SOMEBODY HELP GRANDPA TO HIS CHAIR!! 😱 wait his…..his 'evil spirit' is broken??? forcibly use qi?? what does this mean??? wAIT DID HE DID HE TAKE A HIT FOR SHEN QIAO??? oh noooo ;A; lmao they've apparently been fighting for more than two hours, just enough time for a single lotr film 😂

WAIT RUYUAN KEHUI STOLE EVERYONE'S SWORDS lmao that's fucking hilarious!!! 🤣 oooooohhhhh yan wushi doing his phoenix descending ;A; he's SO fucking badass, like literally, he is SO FUCKING COOL. incredible!! i don't blame shen qiao, i'd sleep with him too! he's just awesome 😳😳😳 BEAK VS SWORD, WHO WILL WIN????? i'm glad they're fighting out here away from town, otherwise they would have destroyed all the buildings and killed everyone 👀 LMAO the guys in the audience all cheering and complimenting them, they're so cute ;A; bai rong: i can't believe it was a TIE, right, shen-langjun?? ……..shen-langjun??? shen qiao: *already left without saying anything* yan wushi has decided to put himself in cryostasis to avoid his problems!! 😔 (if only i could do the same….. 😒) duan wenyang: i will now kill u while u can't fight back, like a brave person would!! >:) shen qiao: GET SHILLELAGH'D!! 🍀 *irish folk music in the bg* awwww he's trying to help the old man with his poison ;A; he's so sweet ;A; bai rong: hey what if i kill ur friend for my own benefit?? >:3 shen qiao: ……no >:( OH NOES now THEY are fighting as well!! my mans bashing clones like my cats go after bugs lmao 😹 awww even tho he's hurt he's still trying to protect yan wushi with his life ;A; oh my godddd ;A; lol even bai rong can't believe he'd do this for the old man!! that's adorable ;A; yan wushi: trying to help me?? UNACCEPTABLE!! ILLEGAL!! I WILL THROW U OFF A CLIFF TO TEACH U A LESSON!!! aaaand shen qiao is being strangled for the……fourth time so far?? lol OH SHIT HE HE COUGHED BLOOD ON YAN WUSHI'S FACE!!! AND THAT WOKE HIM FROM HIS QI DEVIATION THING!! 😱😭 DFGHAJDSHGDS SHEN QIAO IS CARRYING HIM ON HIS BACK LMFAO like it's really sweet but IT'S ALSO HILARIOUS I'M SORRY 🤣🤣🤣 shen qiao: well i'll be heading out then :) try not to die :) yan wushi: yeah whatever bye 😒 yan wushi, thinking: i can't believe he's just going to leave me like that, after bleeding on my face i thought things would be different, he even carried me on his back??? 🥺 doesn't that mean anything to him?? 🥺 is it something i said??? 🥺 does a-qiao already have someone?? 🥺 i should kill them--- old man pls

[tacobellpotatotaco]

God save me 😭😭😭

i’m panicked and i have no idea what to do. i prayed for the first time today i keep wiping away my tears bc i don’t know what is going to happen. i’m literally slamming the brakes on every operation. idk why i’m even going through with wanting to protect him. he said some nice things but he doesn’t want to be my friend or be nice to me he sounded a little like he wanted to save his own ass, i don’t think he really thinks of me. i uh am scheduled to talk to brenda tonight but i literally am terrified. im always pretty halfway about posting. idk to me he sounded like he only said nice things about our time together cause he didn’t want me to hit post. which i guess yeah fair but i can’t say it makes me second guess myself. i think he defo underestimates llamas family alone. they’re capable of a lot. this is fucking crazy

i can maybe buy time to figure something out but it’s not necessarily like i have the control over this. I’m calling off tonight and my day job is asking me if i can do OT next week. i’m fuckedddd

this whole place is wired brenda and jenny already know he knows. THEY can survive without vacationing to puerto rico but there’s a fucking mass in my brain 😭😭😭???!? It doesn’t matter what i think of david because like!!! i’m in deep waters!!!!!! if people know a civilian knows it’s fucking over it doesn’t matter that he said he wouldn’t snitch jesus fucking christ holyyy shit. i know he didn’t know that he accidentally made a lot of enemies rn so i actually sort of really do have to protect him and really go out of my way for this. Like these people DO NOT know him i do not want to see this end in ANYTHING omg. HE is FROM LA WHY WOULD HE SAY THAT 😭😭 WHY WOULD YOU REVEAL YOU KNOW PRECIOUS INFO U COULD HAVE JUST LEFT THAT OUT THE LAW CANT HELP U NOW OMG it’s just ME and u know i’m fucking STUPID!!!!! i can’t breathe. i know his ass can not operate a gun and dood did not even notice when i had bodyguards follow us around. we are so fucked. i barely discovered TODAY i hardly want to help him bc he still just. Still don’t not apologize like dude omg i am trying so hard here can u plz help me out u had every advantage!!!! 😭

the apology sounded kind of harsh is that a word to use? and then legal counsel omg i am not worried they have the world’s best lawyers in several departments and practices 😭 like stupid insane good practices and i know this cause i’m not scared of run ins and neither are they, they got me a Pi fast and a few grand cheaper, and they took care of every single DMCA take down and they can settle things FAST. it’s why i even reached out to jenny in the first place, when he strangled me. i even paid for security in case anything happened while i was still at david’s, and even for a few months after i left.

idk i still have to figure it out it’s confusing. he doesn’t text me cause he would miss or care about me or think of me he just wants to protect himself i feel like. if he was cool and friendly or caring i might feel more harder about completely turning this situation around. i left before and i could do it again. he said he believes in me. i deep down know it’s cause he has his own interests. it’s ok. he doesn’t matter right now. i know he pretends i matter so he can get what he wants which is actually a shittier feeling probably

these people have been real good to me. they bailed me out every time w my stalker they took care of some heavy shit. when i was making videos w brenda and val, and everyone else, they took care of everything. no questions asked. i cook for them, they seem to really like it and they always finish their plates or go for thirds. i remember how sad i was when david left the creme brûlées untouched. they rotted. It’s small things like that i guess. I can’t really see us being friends anymore like i thought i could. i would feel like such a douche to leave them a second time. they’re not bad people. they can be immature and honestly obnoxious. but they never me feel like i was such a burden. they never made me hate myself at all, nowhere near that

this last month man, i don’t know what i’m doing. i think it was hardest when i was in bed with brenda. not a joke cause it sounds like. dumb and sad but i semi hoped the rumors he was talking about was about when brenda and crystal screen recorded his piano playing on his highlights or something and sent to some group chat, and ofc i got mad, because i had still liked david at the time,i think this was around the time we were barely separated. she can be such a dick and idc if she blames her bpd. it was stupid and we fought for a long time and that’s how we got to talking again, she kissed me and it felt nice. i know it doesn’t matter even, about this particular outcome, because if she wanted to, she could do worse damage and convincing her is so hard because she always feels that she’s right. it’s impossible to convince her, and i notice i use that word a lot to describe her. she’s so chill at the start dude but like she is genuinely batshit and man i thought i was batshit.

never sleep with your coworkers man 😭 we should have stayed not talking because i am weak. WEAK!!!!!

the phone call w david tho, i did feel complicated and felt some pangs of nostalgia, but i know i am naive to begin with and i have to understand maybe this is something i tried to let go a long time ago, i just have to let go. i have to thank the signs from the universe telling me uriel is good for me, and he is, he is always very happy to see me. and he always wants to see me, and gives me my space alone when i ask, and that’s simple and all i really need. lucky for me he doesn’t run. it’ll just take some getting used to but maybe i’m ready enough. he has a good setup he’s pretty emotionally mature stable and he has a good heart and lives a quiet life. i don’t really feel like andrews the guy. he’s pretty vapid if i have to be honest but he has a good heart and he’s handsome he won’t have trouble finding a nice girl i just can’t hold conversation with him he has no critical thinking bout the world around him 😭 i’m glad that i slept w brenda that one off time though it did semi heal everything i needed it to and brought me to the conclusion that yeah i might like the same things as her and did at some point genuinely like and cared for her but this is too much and i need to step away, without any animosity.

i be like yeah imma not let david manipulate me but imma let brenda manipulate me. it don’t add up!!!!

i can’t think clearly maybe it’s because this BRAIN tumor is still inside my fatass SKULL

breh imma be so fr rn. i know they could make me disappear. 😭 i barely found out i could be redeemed after this brain tumor shrinks. why man. i just wanted like one shot at life

My entire life keeps derailing over and over omg . i changed all the cross streets and everything to avoid him even.

THE most important part used to be the post ppl wanted me to make. now i have to make sure people don’t get scary on him. this is ten times worse omg like when he said he knows why did my dumbass go “know what” AND THEN WHY DID HE SAY THAT!!! fuck holy shit omg. it’s all hands on deck for security by evergreen. i’m scared i can’t buy more time because him saying out loud he knows might have made the fuse way shorter. these people are good people they’re robinhood at times but i guess i did realize i am terrified of them. he was worried about the post idk maybe he saw the groupchat or something when we were all reviewing it together. i guess i’m glad he contacted me instead of anybody else because it would have not necessarily been recieved well and they would have done something way more damaging and i can’t even guarantee that won’t happen!!! fuck the post why would u say that omg dude what!!!! opening up a whole other can of worms and i don’t know how to fix this. AT ALL

[demcnsinmymind]

continuing my neverending unwell journey

That uttermost fucking care and panic in John's voice during that part. Like don't even TALK to me. "I'll take care of you." The little noises Arthur made when he heard that. Like of course he'll take care of him. Of course.

Next on don't talk to me: John being utterly incapable of accepting the fact that one day, Arthur will die and stay dead. No sir, we don't accept when in this house, we only take ifs here.

Also canon confirmation that John's going absolutely nowhere when Arthie dies. Meaning that Arthie trying to kill himself at the end of s2 was utterly useless actually and would've just left John completely trapped and helpless without him. Mirroring S3 when Arthur gained his hand and foot back when John was gone but still being blind without him. Also just the overall thought that maybe they can't meet in the afterlife the way they planned. And Arthur's "I guess." Like even now he makes it sound like he'd rather not stay alive, certainly not for himself and only for John he guesses. Like LKSDJFKSDHFSDKF

John just straight up saying "after careful consideration, I have decided to put you in so much bubblewrap no one can ever stab you again OKAY, I am DONE with you getting stabbed. You ARE wearing the fucking chest plate my dude."

also can we please talk about the fucking jesus parallels with arthur. three days after death, crawling back out of the underworld CAN WE

which brings me back to Kayne's fucking line earlier

Now FOR THE MOST OBVIOUS FUCKING LINE IN THE ENTIRE FUCKING SHOW LIKE BY GOD WE'VE KNOWN FOR LIKE 30+ EPISODES BUT FOR ARTHUR "I DON'T LOVE HER" LESTER TO ACTUALLY SAY THIS OUT LOUD WITH SO MUCH TENDERNESS AND LOVE AND TRUTH IN HIS VOICE LIKE BY GOD DON'T FUCKING TALK TO ME

Also how incredibly, incredibly right it is. No surprise from John. No theatrics. No gasp, no "I never told u this and it's so hard for me to admit", just straight up "you know that I love you" followed by that deeply affectionate and emotional "I know". Just...them. THEM. Everyone knows. It's a law of fucking nature at this point that they love each other and can't be without each other but it still is so very fucking lovely and nice and important for them to still say it out loud like this. I want to fucking eat a broom oh my god their love for each other.

We are here. They gasp, they laugh, they pull themselves together, they they they. Them lying in the grass together, marveling at the beauty of nature together. I am so so unwell.

Alarmed John noises TM

Followed by that fucking mental image of John taking care of the wounds like it's the most natural and normal thing in the world, the uttermost trust and care once again. They are SO soft with each other in this episode and I am dying TM

And what a way to hint at the S5 finale I am of course nowhere emotionally prepared for at all lmaooo

But yeah like all in all, 44, what a fucking blessing. I adore that it's not constant doom and gloom and that they can go at least one or two episodes without another divorce arc. They've grown so much compared to episodes like The Madness where John was on the verge of legitimately strangling Arthur to death. To think that they once were so hellbent on getting rid of each other and now this...yes, I am unwell TM.

[aamethyst000]

April 8, 23 7:21am - going home~

I woke up an hour ago and couldn't go back to sleep. I'm feeling anxious this morning because we are flying home today! our flight won't leave until 1pm but we gotta get there to check our luggage and how many people are boarding the plane. it was pretty packed on our way down here, which I did not like. it's probably why I avoid taking the plane as often as I do and why I always prefer the trains over taking the bus. anyway, I am also excited to go home and be in my own bed~ and see my cat ♡

being in this city is so exhausting and fckn expensive! I'm so glad I don't live in this area, I prefer PG over any other city. catching one train to another, or even a cab that is nearly 50 per trip. an Uber is not that cheap either. I got so stressed that my appetite could not keep up. I'm glad no one worried over if I actually ate or not. I don't know if they'd understand that I could no physically force myself to eat a big meal like that. on top of that, lots and lots of walking from one building to another. not to mention the new additions (at least from the last time I visited here) like the pets they have now and proper blankets. they definitely did not have that the last time I was here. I'm glad that they have little companions though ♡ I am so very thankful for this opportunity to travel again ♡ me and the rest of the group will be leaving the hotel at 10am to head to the airport. I'm going to be so anxious throughout the whole thing.

8:18am - I am really hoping that I can sleep while we are on the plane today. I am actually getting sleepy again. then again, I might get too anxious while we are at the air port. the place is so bloody huge, I genuinely get a little afraid to get lost there with how big it is. I am going to double check everything in my suit case and my laptop bag before heading down into the lobby. it's gonna be a long wait, that's for damn sure. some of the students love to wait until exactly the time we said we are gonna meet. I can see why and how it is so irritating when my mum asks me for something. I can try and fix that, for my own sanity and everyone else's. now that I realize it is a really bad habit to get into.

12:04pm - we made it to the air port and through security. despite my anxiety saying other wise. we are almost home, me and the group will be boarding the plane at around 1230 and departing around 1pm.

I have been feeling drowsy since I woke up early this morning, I am also feeling cranky too, so I am hoping I can nap on the plane ride back. it looks like it is going to be a full fckn plane again. it is going to be so bloody warm then. I'm a little upset about that but all I am thinking about is home and my beedddd, along with seeing my cat again ♡ he has been such a Lammy pants since me and my little brother left home lol poor thing. I think I am just going to meet everyone down at the ferry docks when we land. I don't want to bump into the sperm donor again. if danny isn't beside me, I might just strangle him on the spot.

1:49pm - we are on the way to home now, I tried to take a nap but I seem too anxious to go home. I had like a quick little nap before departing but that was about it. now I am just listening to music on Spotify and just zone right out during this flight. the sun is blindingly bright. that's probably why I can't have a little nap.

5:00pm - we all made it on the ferry and now are on the way home! I am so excited to go home and rest, dude. I am so tired I am ready to go hermit mode for 2 weeks. just as I predicted, we had to go straight from air port to the ferry docks. my little brother did not like that, he wanted to buy more gift cards for his gaming system. he couldn't, since we didn't have enough time. supper will be made by our favorite takeout lady tonight 😋 and I get to have NORMAL coffee as soon as we get home ♡ I should've waited u til today to have a bath but I get the feeling as soon as we make it home, I will be too tired to do anything else lol so I think ill just be having supper and unpack some time tomorrow.

this trip was fun but fckn exhausting.

10:30pm - we finally made it home at 630, I am so happy! I felt myself relaxing after coming back home, our takeout also made it here half an hour later. it was so yummy~ I had a pizza sub with a side of zingers. I even had two cups of coffee~ I feel so much better after smoking a few joints as well ♡ I feel back to normal~ I am not going to bath tonight, im just gonna relax in my room and pet my cat ♡

[n1k1tty]

enhypen reacting to you calling them ‘bro/dude’

# 희승 [heeseung] - you guys had an arcade date

- and then you already know how competitive you guys are

- so when you guys were doing the basketball one, he was teasing you and taking your balls away lmao

- “bro istg if you don’t stop im gna punch you”

- kinda got used to it tbh. but he was still a little sulky cuz he wants you to call him babe or seungie/hee

- “y/n we’ve been dating for almost a year, yet you still call me bro🙄😒”

- pouts the whole time

- “okay im sorry baby, now stop pouting and get ready to lose”

- you ended up losing anyway but it’s alright cuz he got you a stuffy with all the tickets he won😋

# 제이 [jay]

- you guys were baking gingerbread cookies for the members during christmas and he smudged icing on your nose bcs he wanted to 🙄 sorry im so excited for christmas lol

- so then you were like “dude😡”

- and then he was like “*gasp*😦😟”

- and then you realized what you said and gave him a smirk

- “bro can you pass me the-” —slam!

- he *jokingly* slams the pack of candy decorations

- “y/n one more time and i’ll smudge the whole bowl of icing on your face” he wasn’t actually lol

- “alright, alright. sorry bro—”

- *starts chasing you around their dorm with the bowl of icing on his hand”

# 제이크 [jake]

- you usually call him babe, jakey or sexy as a joke like

- “hey sexy😩😏” and then he’d be like “😦🤭😏 hey Jessica”

- and then you’d be like “😱 who’s jessica😡🔪”

- LMAO I GOT OFF TOPIC BUT

- it was like 3am and you miss him so you wanted to sneak out

- so you message him like 1000000 times

- “hey man” “bro” “jake” “dude wake up” “jake senpai wake up juicesaeyo >_<”

- first he’d be totally be disturbed by you calling him senpai and “not the koreaboo-ness😟🤢 i’m breaking up with you”

- and then he realizes later and then 🤭😒🙄 "y/nnnnnnnn, im not going out until you tell me WHO YOU’RE CALLING BRO?🔫😡"

- "BABE OK IM SORRY. NOW COME HERE. I MISS YOU"

- "ok baby im coming🥰"

# 성훈 [sunghoon]

- he’ll tease you whenever you call him babe he lowkey likes it tho dw

- so then you just decided to call him bro just for today

- bro when i tell you his mood went from a 200 to a .000000000001 in a second

- so you guys were watching a movie and you asked him to pass the remote

- “babe can you pass me the remote” and he was ‘cringing’ but inside he was like 🥰🥰😋😘😁

- so when you saw the look on his face you said “thanks bro”

- face dead as went 📞⬅️ 😁 to 😒➡️💨📞🙄 SORRY THERES NO REMOTE EMOJI

- you started laughing at him

- “YAH! this is funny to you?”

- “hoon if you want me to call you babe just say. i know you like it😏😘”

# 선우 [sunoo]

- POUTY BABY

- you guys were just going on a morning walk

- and you were like "bro wait, my shoelaces are untied"

- IT WAS ON ACCIDENT

- he decided to not wait for u🙄

- "YAH! what if i got kidnapped by a mafia family?!" you were exaggerating but whatever

- "I'D LET THEM TAKE YOU >:("

- you giggled since he was so cute when he's upset

- "alright alright, im sorry baby :3"

# 정원 [jungwon]

- you guys were playing with maeumi since the promotions for drunk daze were over and he wanted you to meet his dog DID U GUYS SEE HIS EN-LOG

- you both went to the rooftop to eat dinner

- and he was starting to get a little pouty that you were spending more time with maeumi

- you didn't even notice the pout until you went to back hug him while he was grilling the meat

- "bro why are you pouting hm?"

- HE GETS SO UPSET LMAO

- doesn't even give you the meat

- "bruh what's up with you today" you went to go sit next to him

- "am i a bro to you?????? you've been spending too much time with the members🙄" YOU BURSTED OUT LAUGHING

- "aw baby im so sorry" you give him a kiss on the cheek.

- "say ah" feeds you the meat bcs hes okay now :)

- "STOP FEEDING MAEUMI HE'S GONNA GET FAT. HE'S BEEN EATING ALL DAY"

- "he was asking for it :( i couldn't say no"

# 니키 [niki]

- you and him were just going live for dance jam

- and you guys were dancing so sweetly all the comments were like "I DONT KNOW WHO I WANT TO BE. RIKI OR Y/N" and some like "i love y/n and riki's relationship sm they're so cute :("

- some other time you guys would be chasing each other bcs ur both playfull lmao

- he was gently strangling you "bro change the song"

- everyone sees his 😦 face when u called him that and engenes were laughing. he shakes his head and was like 🤨??

- you didn’t even notice until you saw the comments “GO APOLOGIZE TO RIKI RIGHT NOW LMAO”

- he jokingly says “everyone you see how y/n treats me??”

- you laugh and give him a big hug “im sorry baby”

- “dance to gee and i’ll forgive you”

- he tries to hide his smile “that was kinda cute i guess”

- gives you another hug AND THE COMMENTS ARE GOING WILDDDDD

- “y/n’s been hanging out with the members way too often nowadays 🙄 am i even your boyfriend anymore?”

[chil2de]

Hi! So I saw that your requests are open and is it okay if I request part two of the headcanons of Haikyuu characters being sent nudes by their girlfriend? Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Tendou and/or Ushijima this time? Thank you in advance if you happen to respond!

bzzz! - various haikyuu x reader

yes! thank you for requesting part 2 i had so much fun writing part one LMAOOO (and wow, can we just.. i mean... like 135 notes for a crack post? am i being spoiled rn😳) ! there’s some nsfw themes (for obvious reasons) and all characters are aged up :) enjoy!

read part 1 here if you haven’t already !

iwaizumi

- will definitely make some ungodly sound LMFAODJFH

- probably minding his business, cooking food w his mother at the table

- he’ll sound like a strangled cat, has never swiped off of a photo so fast in his life

- excuses himself to another room

- angry keyboard warrior typing, he’s all like

- “what is wrong with you”

- you just send another photo LOL

- DEFINITELY BLUSHING

- LISTEN

- he might be acting like this but this guy…

- he is literally thinking about all the things he wants to do to you

- HE IS DEFINITELY THE TYPE

- iwaizumi just lets out the most cockiest laugh, exhaling sharply

- does that thing where you pinch the bridge of your nose out of agitation

- “yeah? think you’re gonna act like that if i come over rn?”

- the absolute SPEED his resolve changes

- one minute he’s lecturing you the next threatening to fuck your brains out like okay thank you, we all know you’re just holding it in at this point

kageyama

- revising with hinata at the library

- they’re both working on a maths equation w their phones face down on the table so that they’re not tempted to message

- kageyama’s phone just vibrates

- they both ignore it cause they’ve restarted the revision session at least twenty times now

- “kageyama, your phone keeps buzzing”

- “i know you idiot, i can hear it”

- “aren’t you going to do anything?”

- “no, we’ve restarted too many times, let’s just keep going”

- bzzzz!

- “kageyama…”

- “uh-huh”

- bzzzzzz!

- “umm..”

- bzzzzzzzzzz!

- “okayokay, oh my god i got it”

- picks up his phone, eyebrows creasing when he sees your name pop up on snapchat

- but…. he told you he was revising

- literally chokes on the air he was breathing

- his eyes blow wide w shock (probably the arousal tbh) and he’s just staring at his phone with his lips slightly parted

- instantly turns his phone off and slams it face down onto the table, completely ignoring his erection LOL

- hinata just stares at him like …….

- “kage-“

- “shut up, idiot! we’re still revising!”

- his phone goes off again

- and again

- he picks it up again, mentally preparing himself for the worst

- yeah and the photo is more lewd this time, it took him over the edge

- he can hear hinata squeak as he tries to look at his phone and instantly slams hinata’s face into the table, getting up with his bag already over his shoulder

- doesn’t even say why he’s leaving, just leaves staring at his phone w the dirtiest smirk on his face

tendou

- 1000% the type to hum when he’s happy oh my god literally a million times over whenever he’s joyful he’s definitely out n about humming songs to himself

- ushijima’s just tryna ask him a question when his phone goes off

- “one sec,”

- he picks the phone up, lifting it to his ear,

- “hey, angel- what’s up?”

- for such a smooth and sweet talking mf, he knows exactly how to press your buttons

- acting all sweet and showering you with pet names but he knows exactly what you want

- “oh, you sent me a photo? can it wait, baby girl? sorry, i’m out with ushijima”

- you can hear the mocking tone laced into his words

- “whaaat? it’s urgent? really, you want me to look at it that badly?”

- ushijima looks confused as hell

- hes like dude just open it its a photo

- just stands off to the side waiting LMFAO he doesnt wanna take chances this guy already knows

- come on… ushijima’s seen the giant crimson coloured scratches littering tendou’s back whenever he changes shirts before/after practice,

- ushijima might be stoic as hell and be unable to read expressions but my guy knows that those marks are not cat scratches

- “hang on, ushijima, can you gimme a sec?”

- “yeah.”

- tendou hums a small tune, biggest grin stretching from ear to ear

- walks a few steps forward to make sure ushijima is out of earshot

- “you really couldn’t wait, huh? want me to come over and put you in your place, baby girl?”

ushijima

- oh my god this guy

- LMFAO

- absolutely DOES NOT know how to react

- prob just finished a workout, half naked w another towel around his neck

- takes a sip of his water bottle whilst scrolling through his phone

- checks the message from his girlfriend first (obviously, he loves you)

- squeezes the water bottle with a little bit more aggression than necessary

- d-does he say something? send one back? not respond?

- hell does he just show up on your doorstep?????

- has the most fucked up thoughts about how he’s gonna handle you but he doesn’t know how to respond to a photo LOL

- imagine this guy leaves you on opened but

- hes tryna think of how to respond

- listen he literally cannot think straight with this hard-on he’s like wtf am i supposed to do now

- starts pacing up and down the bathroom LODNBGHDBF

- ends up messaging u after like 5 minutes

- u see the “ushiwaka is typing…..” and ur like fuckin finally

- “i’m on my way”

- nice one, ushijima

- you smooth bastard

[maddiewritesstucky]

Ok ok ok so this isn't exactly jock 'verse related but it also kinda is & I need 2 tell u or I might explode 🤣🤣🤣 its legit a perfect fanfic trope but irl

So, my university has fraternities like a lot do BUT there's this dude (he's in a few classes with me) & this dude is just a Frat. Bro. thru & thru. He loves his frat & would likely die 4 those boys. Idk literally anything else about him besides the fact that he knocked a girl up his freshman yr & now, just, brings his kid everywhere. 2 zoom meetings & 2 in person classes (according 2 my friend) when we had them 😅

but wait

it gets Better.

I learned today when we were sharing about ourselves that his "frat name" (idfk how that shit works😂) has transitioned from a pun on his last name 2 just- D A D D Y

All the other dudes just. call. him. daddy.

YES HE IS A LITERAL FATHER BUT Y?

y are so many frats so straight that they loop back 2 being gay?

NONNIE I AM BESIDE MYSELF 🤣

Literally everything about this is fucking incredible!?

Being one of those dudes who probably ends up getting matching ‘bros in, bros out’ tattoos with The Boys™️ by the end of college? Impeccable 👌

This very same bonafide FratBro rocking around with a baby? DELICIOUS 👏

You already had me, Nonnie, but then you go and heap on the fact that there’s a group of young adult men casually walking around referring to this man as DADDY?!?

T R A N S C E N D E N T 🙌

This might be the best story I’ve ever heard to be honest. And you know what, as for the relevance to JockVerse? I think this fits right in, and I’m gonna go ahead and tag my girl @rainbowsandcoconut here because you’ve probably just made her day by prompting me to write this, Nonnie.

Consider, if you will:

Bucky having to take care of his 6 month old niece on short notice, on a day when he can’t afford to skip class. It’s a short day for him, only one morning lecture then a team meeting, so he just...brings her with him

In a baby carrier, strapped to his front, so he can still carry his backpack and have his hands free

He doesn’t make a big deal about it, and no one in his lecture takes issue because she sleeps pretty much the entire way through

But when he walks into the meeting and his teammates clock his situation?...

“I knew this day would come! I knew Barnes was gonna knock someone up!”

“How could you not tell us you had a spawn? I thought we were friends, man!”

“Jesus, she looks exactly like you.”

(That one’s accurate - this kid is all Barnes, dark hair and slate eyes and perfect little Cupid’s bow)

“Nah, this is our new linebacker,” Bucky lifts her out of the carrier and grabs her blanket out of his backpack, spreading it on the floor to let her stretch her little body out

She’s a pretty chill little person so she’s unconcerned by the bunch of jacked up football players all kinda crowding around, she just looks at them all in turn, babbling a quiet assessment of the situation to herself

Steve and Coach Fury walk in at the same time, and they both do a double take - Fury, because “why is there a goddamn baby on my floor?” and Steve, because Bucky’s hands - those grabbing, pinning, shoving, spanking hands that he’s so intimately familiar with - are now very gently slipping a tiny sock onto a tiny foot

“Barnes is playing Daddy!” Clint oh so joyously informs them, and Fury just kinda shakes his head and mumbles something about how he’s ‘been waiting for some bullshit like this’

Bucky explains his situation, and Steve doesn’t say much of anything, but his face is doing a whole lot of something. There’s no time to examine that though, because Fury is getting the meeting underway

It all goes pretty much as normal, except this time when Bucky’s running his mouth about how they’re gonna fucking obliterate the opposing team at the upcoming playoff, he’s doing it with a baby in his arms and his fingertips drawing soft, absent patterns over her belly; occasionally cupping his hands over her teeny ears when his verbiage gets a little more colourful

Steve does not know what to do with the duality of this

Since when does Bucky know how to do shit like one-handed prep a bottle of formula? Where the fuck is this soft-ass smile coming from? Why is Steve’s gut doing weird swoopy flippy stuff every time Bucky quietly coos “oh, you think so?” to his niece’s incomprehensible little sounds?

Crisis 2.0 comes when Clint insists on referring to Bucky as ‘Daddy’ for the entirety of the meeting, even after Bucky points out the inaccuracy, because in Clint-logic it would apparently be “way too fuckin’ weird to call you ‘uncle’”

This is not a kink Steve has ever considered before, it’s certainly not one he and Bucky have played around with, but fuck if his body isn’t doing some Thangs at hearing that title used on Bucky. His throat gets inexplicably dry every time, and a few strangled sounds make their way out when he’s not quick enough to catch them

He knows it’s not lost on Bucky, he can feel Bucky looking at him every time Clint drops the D word, but Steve can’t bring himself to return that stare

It’s a miracle Steve survives this maelstrom at all, to be honest. It’s making him think entirely too hard, and he doesn’t want to think when it comes to Bucky. The whole point of them is that they don’t have to think

He disappears pretty quick after the meeting, and it doesn’t go unnoticed, but Bucky decides to be gracious this time and let it slide...

...At least, he does until the next time he’s putting Steve through the headboard, when he just can’t help but tuck his smug grin right up against Steve’s ear, and purr “...gonna come for your Daddy?”

[dastardlydandelion]

So...what kind of horror movie would you write featuring the Hargrove/ Mayfield family? (That you haven't written already lol)

oh boy, u may regret asking me this bc i am indecisive af and i can’t pick just one!

two that i'm actually writing are max as (g is for) ghostface killer in the abcs of neil’s death and also the max + tory nichols werewolf movie fic outlined here. also some more misc gorror junk bc i’m a demon and esp horny for susan wearing blood splatter. but more ideas commence below:

horror movie #1: another creature feature! awhile back @lucdarling sent me an ask abt max + billy hiding smth from susan and her like, playing along, pretending she doesn't know, and one of the scenarios that popped in my head was them keeping a baby bat as a pet. max finds it and she’s only like six or seven, and she thinks it’s going to turn into a vampire. so here is that scenario except horror edition: baby bat is actually a vampire type creature. not rly a vampire like, what’s prolly popping into ur head, like an undead human like dracula or smth, but like a bat monster that sucks blood.

billy being a lil older doesn’t actually think the bat is going to turn into a vampire. he makes fun of max for believing this, but he helps her take care of it anyway bc he thinks it’s cool. susan, like in the non-horror version, knows abt the bat but plays dumb bc she’s feeling a lot of guilt abt max’s difficulty adjusting to the blended fam (as of rn tho, neil has yet to reveal his abusive nature. the red flags are not yet red, more of a brownish maroon, and he is on his best behavior almost all the time, showering susan + max with affection and keeping the swears out of his mouth when he scolds billy in front of them) and knows the lil furry baby makes her happy. she tacitly cleans up after the bat whenever the kids miss a spot (bats poop a lot, dude) and distracts neil, deterring him from discovering it whenever he gets close.

baby bat gets rly big rly fast. and the older it gets, the more it starts to look monstrous. it still has bat features but it’s just like, different. its fangs grow suspiciously long, its hooks grow suspiciously long. its feet are elongated. a dorsal ridge emerges from its spine, spikes at first just flesh but soft fur rather like peach fuzz eventually sprouting. billy catches on that smth is strange abt this animal when it's as long as his forearm after two wks and still growing. he nearly shits a brick when the bat is clinging to his sweater one day and he steps in front of a mirror and only his reflection looks back at him— no bat.

max laughs at him all like, “stupid brother, ofc there’s no reflection. nosferatu is a vampire, vampires don’t have reflections.” 😂

susan catches a glimpse of the thing when nosferatu crawls out of the home max built it in her closet the same wk billy realizes it doesn’t have a reflection, and also almost shits a brick. she doesn’t know what it is, but it’s NOT a fucking bat. not a normal one, anyway! cue a comedy scene where she’s chasing it around the house with a butterfly net and it’s always one flap *ba dum tss* ahead of her, flying just out of reach. she suddenly regrets not getting rid of it sooner, scolding herself for ever allowing her daughter to keep a wild animal.

she can’t catch it. max comes home, susan tells her she needs to get rid of it. max cries, flips her the bird, refuses. billy tho…billy has mixed feelings. he loves nosferatu but he’s worried it’s going to get dangerous. he loves his dad and his dad is dangerous too. he’s stressed out enough, always on edge, knowing that one way or the other, neil is going to hurt him again. he’s already waiting for his dad to hurt him, he doesn’t need the added stress of waiting for nosferatu to hurt him too. and while max is 100% nosferatu’s favorite, it likes billy too. billy’s been handling it since it could fit in the palm of his hand, it trusts him much more than it trusts susan and doesn’t know any different when billy takes it out of the closet when max isn’t around.

billy frees nosferatu at an abandoned farm. there are always bats flying out of the old silo adjacent to the dilapidated barn. while he knows nosferatu isn’t a *normal* bat, it’s still bat like enough that he thinks it might make friends and be happy here…

yeah, that doesn’t stick. before long, nosferatu is feasting on that colony. leeches the blood out of a couple bats nightly. the number of bats increases with nosferatu’s size. meanwhile, max mourns her missing friend. she’s sullen af and won’t speak to susan at all. she thinks susan is the one who got rid of nosferatu. billy never fesses up and susan doesn’t contradict max’s assumption bc she wants the step-siblings to get along.

neil, meanwhile, is getting more comfortable. those maroon flags are slowly but surely brightening to scarlet. he starts sabotaging susan’s plans with her friends, trying to keep her around the house more and more, quietly but steadily eroding her relationships with other people. he’s getting more visibly aggressive when he disciplines billy. he curses him out with a virulent venom that dunks susan’s stomach in ice water and scares max so badly, she runs to susan and hides behind her even though she’s still so mad that susan got rid of her beloved baby vampire.

nosferatu’s appetite surpasses what the bat colony can offer. it’s like the size of a ten yr old human child now. fucker’s big. it doesn’t just have fangs on top, but tusks on bottom. it can’t go out in the sunlight anymore, the sun sears its flesh. it misses max a lot and before, it wasn’t strong enough to fly back to her house. but now it is. it’s extremely strong, actually.

so bc it's hungry, nosferatu grabs a snack along the way. some nameless rando, it swoops down and sucks dry. nourished and much happier, nosferatu makes its way back home. patiently waits outside of max’s bedroom in the moonlight, tapping its hook against the window until she wakes up. initially max is a lil startled— nosferatu looks so different, there’s a beat before she recognizes it— him?? yk, ig it’s male, the og nosferatu was a guy. sure, why not, nosferatu is a boy now.

once she realizes who it is, she is so! happy! max opens the window and embraces her friend. she isn’t freaked out by the blood on its fangs. she’s always known nosferatu is a vampire, albeit, she was thinking he’d look more like dracula than this bat-monster-thingy.

nosferatu moves back into max’s closet. it hangs upside-down from her rod by its weird, elongated feet. we get more shots of nosferatu sucking rando ppl dry at night, tho he remains gentle with max. when max drags billy in to show her he came back, nosferatu is less friendly with him. he’s not aggressive with billy, but he is standoffish. nosferatu’s thought process is somewhere between human and animal. he doesn’t quite cognitively understand that billy took him to the farm with the intent of getting rid of him, but he does understand that the last time he clung to billy, billy left him alone and never came back. max puts two and two together, and realizes it was billy who “stole” her friend. she yells at him a lot, he yells back, she then ices him out.

billy acts out bc he’s upset. runs away, thinks he’s going to find his mom…the cops find him first and call neil. neil is rly embarrassed and pissed abt the whole thing. he breaks down and beats billy in front of the mayfields for the first time. nosferatu smells the blood and it’s time for the main event! we love dead!neil, yes, we do.

nosferatu flies out the closet and right into the living room where billy’s bleeding and teary but biting his lip so they don’t actually fall. susan’s covering max’s eyes but so shocked and tbh, FRIGHTENED, she doesn’t move a muscle beyond that. neil’s got the belt raised, preparing to bring it down again, and nosferatu smashes right into him. neil stumbles, turns back to see this freaky monster looking thing. proceeds to whip the belt at nosferatu. tries to fight him off with the belt and it doesn’t accomplish much beyond pissing him off more— nosferatu, like most classic vampire types, has a healing factor!

max rips her mom’s hands off her face in time to see her pet sink its fangs into her stepdad’s throat. nosferatu sucks neil dry. billy’s a little dazed, not quite frightened. susan is just dead ass frozen, too scared to scream, even. nosferatu crawls over to billy and nudges at him, making sure he’s in once piece and forgiving him in the same go. max darts over and that snaps susan out of her stupor, but she isn’t as fast as our blood-sucking bat monster.

nosferatu stretches his wings out and with a truly impressive wingspan, hugs both of the kids. <3

horror movie #2: a haunting! this one opens with a bang. it’s a tragic horror, beware. we’re in hawkins post s3. billy died at starcourt mall. neil’s obvi had a longstanding abusive mindset and abusive behavior, but he rly takes his grief out on susan and max. mostly susan. she does her best to protect max however she can, whether that means shielding her w her body, sending her out of the house, getting neil’s goat to inspire his ire in max’s place, etc. but sue simply isn’t around all the time and when she isn’t, but max is, well. yk.

one day neil comes home early (bc he lost his job for a violent outburst, tbh) and discovers susan packing a suitcase.

sue fights hard. she rly does. but neil is bigger, heavier, crueler, and to boot, he caught her completely unawares. he kills her. and no, no it’s not some accidental thing where neil makes one bad move rage-blind. he strangles her with his belt. she’s clawing at his arms and making these horrible choked, trapped animal noises. thrashes and twists her body with everything she has trying to get him off but he’s so strong, his grip is unrelenting, and she's growing weaker, lightheaded with the lack of oxygen. strangulation can induce incontinence and when susan blacks out, her piss streams to the hardwood— neil hears that as much as he felt the clawing and heard the noises, even now he could stop, but he doesn’t. he just. doesn’t think his wife has the right to leave him, esp not after his son just did.

neil burns the body and the suitcase in the woods while max is at school. max has been spending as much time as she can (and often with sue’s prompting) outside of the house, so it actually takes her about two days to realize her mother isn’t around. neil tells a pretty convincing story about how susan abandoned them, voice saturated with apology and sorrow. he takes her out for a fancy dinner and promises he’s going to be a better father-- that being a better father is the least he can do now that her mother abandoned her and they are alone in their grief.

max doesn’t know what to think. she’s been preoccupied with her own grief and pain. she finds it hard to believe her mother would just leave her to neil’s wrath. she has a lot of hangups with susan and anger toward her for marrying neil and not getting them out sooner, but she’s also old enough to realize there would be risks involved with that. it’s hard to reconcile the memory of her mother just last wk pinning max to the wall to protect her from neil’s blows with her own bod just abruptly taking off without a word in the middle of the night. but hey, maybe that’s why susan left. maybe she got sick of protecting her, maybe the pain got to be too much and she turned tail.

but also…it’s early october now, abt three months after billy’s death but still fairly warm outside. yet neil is wearing long sleeves. neil never used to button his collared shirts all the way up, and yet. every collar is buttoned. also, mom’s car is still here. why would mom leave without her car?

that ceramic pelican she loved so much is still here too, on the mantle in the living room. it doesn’t seem like the kind of thing she would leave behind, she's had it since max was a baby.

max almost wants to believe neil because she’d rather her mother abandoned her than be dead somewhere, rotting in a storage locker or a hole in the ground. under the earth with the worms, just like billy. max has the worst feeling low in the pit of her gut. she thinks she knows the truth. she thinks abt going to hopper and hesitates bc she’s not sure she could handle it if he actually found smth. or what would happen to her if he did, where she would be sent, who she would end up with.

this movie would be more on the ambiguous end of things. an arthouse horror, if u will.

the days turn into wks and neil is crawling in his skin. the viewer isn’t sure if the shadows he’s seeing, always, always susan-shaped shadows, are of a ghostly nature or if he’s just hallucinating out of guilt. but the signs gradually point to the former— that smth paranormal is indeed going on. bc those scratches and bite marks susan left in his skin?

they do not heal. they do not get infected. they do not become necrotic. but they do not heal, either. days turn into wks and the wounds still look fresh, like she just left them moments ago. neil can’t wear light colors anymore because his wounds weep red into the fabric. he isn’t just seeing susan’s shadows either, he’s smelling her.

he washes his sheets and pillowcases a dozen times and the scent of her shampoo, her lotion, it’s like it’s woven into the fibers. he walks into the hallway and chokes on the aroma of susan’s perfume. he wonders if max is screwing with him, if max figured it out and she’s trying to torture him into a confession. one day he stomps off to max's bedroom, furious, adamant on confronting her. he grabs her doorknob, prepared to yank it open and then lets out a yelp, jerking his hand back with a sudden sharp pain.

it feels like a bee sting (which would be esp bad for this fucker in anything i write, bc i headcanon him as being allergic). but there’s no stinger. no injury. nothing. neil is freaked out enough that he backs down.

max, on the other hand, is getting gentler signs. when she turns the radio dial in the camaro, it’s somehow always her mom’s favorite songs that come thru the speakers. when she goes to pull clothes out of her drawers in the morning, she discovers that the things she’d just shoved inside in wrinkled balls are perfectly folded, neat as a pin, exactly like how susan always folded. susan was always fond of cardinals and suddenly max is seeing cardinals, pretty red cardinals, in just abt erry tree and shrub.

neil wakes up one night to his wife’s voice whispering “boo” right in his ear. he throws the covers off and discovers ashes in the bed. he doesn’t smell susan’s shampoo or lotion anymore, he smells the kerosine he’d poured all over her body.

his wounds still won’t heal. whenever he looks in the mirror, he catches a glimpse of susan walking past behind him, peering at him from her peripheral. he whips around, heart hammering, but there’s never any tangible person there.

max is almost certain her mother is dead at this point. neil’s been so bizarrely nice to her lately. she never believed in ghosts but her experiences with the upside-down broadened her perception of reality. she doesn’t know how else to explain the songs, the cardinals, the folded clothes. the way that these days, whenever she does feel fear toward neil, it just fades away. her fear melts like popsicles in the sun, immediately replaced by the sensation of a warm, maternal hug, as if arms she can’t see are trying to reassure her she truly doesn’t need to be afraid of him anymore.

in fact, max feels so unafraid of neil and brave, that one night she calls him out on it. he’s grizzled and unshaven in his recliner, beer in hand. she steps in front of the television he’s vacantly fixated on and folds her arms across her chest.

“you killed my mom, didn’t you?”

quick as a flash, neil leaps to his feet. he brings his arm back like he’s going to strike her and susan’s ceramic pelican on the mantle explodes into shards. the lights flicker, the television program cuts to snow with a static roar. every other knickknack on the mantle rattles and framed photos tumble off the wall.

neil very wisely lowers his hand. he slumps, boneless. he doesn’t say a word. max sees the answer in his eyes. it’s the dead of night and she snatches the camaro keys off the hook, marching out of the house, slamming the door behind her. it’s the dead of night and she doesn’t care. she’s going to blow past every stop sign and pound on the chief’s door until he opens up. and fuck, i just realized if this is post s3 he’s supposed to be in russia. shit. i don’t watch this show, but i know abt russia bc i DID watch the clips of that demogorgon that i rly hope isn’t stuck in captivity!! okay, but let’s pretend that didn’t happen?

it’s an au?? i mean, errything i write is always technically an au anyway, bc when i write stuff susan has an actual personality and billy isn’t *completely* abhorrent. okay, so it’s an au and mr. hopper didn’t blow up and un-blow up in russia. he’s still here. so max drives to his house.

she pounds on the door so hard this guy snaps outta bed, thinking someone’s trying to bust it down. she tells him neil confessed to killing her mom. it isn’t true, exactly, but he didn’t have to. so it’s a helluva grim drive back to cherry lane, this time in the cop car.

but when they go inside, chief prepared to arrest neil, no need. neil’s hanging from the belt he strangled susan with, shirtless for the first time since that night, erry seemingly fresh furrow and bite mark on full display. below his dangling feet is a map, the area he burned susan’s corpse in circled in red marker. did he kill himself or did the ghost do it?

up to u, we soundlessly cut to credits without a concrete answer to that question.

horror movie #3: crossover special! stranger things meets the chilling adventures of sabrina. sequel to that fic i wrote where susan makes out with lilith, queen of hell, and lilith kills neil for her. sue officially joins the church of lilith. bc in this ‘verse the church of lilith actually happens after caos s2 instead of the nonsense that was s3 and the inconceivably godawful migraine-inducing shit-fest that was s4.

killing neil was lilith’s only freebee. susan isn’t a witch, she’s a mortal, so in order to reap the other rewards of worshipping the one and only mother of demons, she has to fornicate with the witches and participate in the sacrifices!!!

this is, uh, well. it’s p much a porno, dude, sorry. 😅

this is just an excuse for susan to have sex with lilith, zelda, marie, hilda, big witch orgies + susan. witches bathing in the blood of their sacrifices, susan so nervous and timid but unable to deny her desire. the witch’s dressing her in their gothic garb.

how does the rest of the fam get it on this?

max joins the church too. she has more age-appropriate conduct with sabrina and the weird sisters, and what have you. just smooches and over-the-clothes groping, and whatnot, even tho the weird sisters, at least, would be interested in going further if given the opportunity.

billy dies in starcourt again, so he gets revived in the cain pit! hilda is the one who goes to him after bc she’s been in the cain pit many a time (i am still BIG side-eyeing zelda for repeatedly murdering her sister since childhood). hilda understands how jarring it can be to come back. suddenly alive!billy is freaking tf out but she brings him inside the mortuary, wraps him up in a big blanket burrito and they have a talk. hilda explains that he’s going to be okay and rubs his back while he tentatively sips the hot chocolate she made.

after billy’s calmed down, she brings max and susan in. max and susan can’t do as much magic as the caos witches— they’re mortals, after all, it’s not in their nature —but they’ve gained some abilities thru being in the church, following the rituals, and being carnally involved with the immortal witches. max happily shows him some of her new magic tricks.

horror movie #4: another crossover with caos. heavily inspired by creepshow episode s2e1, model kid (which i already v blatantly referenced in the last axe snafu update and i’m not ashamed, bc it’s a good series i love v much).

billy picks max up from the byers’ place rly late one night. it’s dark and the weather is bad and okay, yeh, he might be a little high. and a little concussed. he pissed neil off pretty bad the other day and okay, actually he’s defo concussed bc he doesn’t even remember what he did wrong!

needless to say, they take a wrong turn somewhere. they end up in greendale. at first max is pissed. she yells at him a lot! yells so loud hilda can hear them thru the walls of dr. cerberus’s comic shop/diner. she goes outside to see what all the fuss is abt, hilda never rly ignores youth in need. we love hilda, she deserved so much better…i’m getting distracted, okay, back to the story.

hilda ushers them inside. max is like, “ooh, comics? horror junk and comics? nvm, i’m not mad anymore.” she pats billy’s arm and wanders away to go check stuff out! hilda makes billy sit down. caos canon established that she’s psychic, at least when she wants to be. she smells the weed but she also sees his life, his trauma. billy doesn’t remember what he did to piss neil off or the abuse that followed, but hilda sees it clear as day.

he’s rude and cranky w her when she probes a little too much for his liking. hilda gently but firmly reprimands him and gets him a milkshake on this house. then she goes to check on max. she steers max to a v particular section of the shop, the one that sells model kits. now, max isn’t *huge* into model kits BUT they are p neat and she enjoys them well enough. more so when the weather is nasty and she can’t go outside. or when she needs smth to do with her hands (a trait she shares w susan) to distract herself and ease some of the anxiety when she hears her brother being beaten or her mother being shouted at.

max is actually rly impressed by the array of models. vintage ones and newer ones. monsters, slashers, final girls, tiny accessories like knives and bloodied heads. but when she gets to the paint-your-own shelf, her jaw drops to the floor.

there’s one that looks just like neil. unpainted, plain gray vinyl, but undoubtedly her stepdad. the expression on the five inch figurine is one frozen in fear.

“i think that one’s calling to you,” hilda prompts her, with the softest smile.

max blinks away her bewilderment altho she still can’t speak. she turns to hilda and turns her empty pockets inside out. hilda just waves her hand. she tells her it’s on the house. that it wouldn’t be fair if she gave billy smth on the house, but not max.

speaking of billy, when he finishes his milkshake, he’s suddenly totally sober and healed!! no more high buzzing in his blood. no more pounding headache or concussion fogging his mind. he doesn’t feel his bruises anymore, rolls his sleeve up, and realizes they simply aren’t there anymore. like they dissolved off his skin.

albeit it’s muttered under his breath, but billy does thank hilda. then he and max are on their way. max shows him the suspiciously familiar figurine in the box. this night cannot get weirder.

max knows what to do with the model kit. she does. she isn’t sure how she knows, but she does. she grapples with it for a long time. neil’s the closest thing she has to a dad these days. and things aren’t bad all the time, ofc.

sometimes neil gives max a ride when mom and billy aren’t available. sometimes he brings her ice cream entirely unprompted. neil’s the one who picks max up off the sidewalk when she wipes out super bad on her skateboard, carries her inside and then later to the car when her cut doesn’t stop bleeding and she ends up needing stitches.

but most of the time he sucks. she can’t rly be herself around him. he's indifferent to her interest at best, scornful at worst. he would hate all her friends. he scares the shit out of her when he’s angry. he doesn’t have a problem belittling her mother in front of her, tearing susan to shreds and making her out like she’s lower than dirt, the most worthless person on the planet. doesn’t have a problem beating billy in front of her or glaring at her with the promise that she’ll be next if she dares to voice her dissent.

max doesn’t always want to do what she knows she’s meant to do with the model. bc she's kind at heart and bc on the good days, she genuinely does have mixed feelings toward neil. never enough to hope he'll be better, he's proven he won't...but maybe enough to hope he won't get worse, either.

then comes the night neil breaks ribs. bad, like we’re talking, a-sharp-spear-of-broken-rib-punctures-billy’s-lung-and-he’s-coughing-up-blood-bad. that’s a trip to the emergency room. in the days that follow, at her next dnd meeting w the party, max places the fully and attentively painted model of her stepdad on the table. normally her pals would protest her derailing the intended game, but they can sense it, yk, that smth is different.

max takes over as dungeon master to the protest of no one, all other mouths sealed as if bewitched and spellbound. she narrators a scene where the demogorgon devours neil and uses the demogorgon piece and the model for demonstration.

when max returns home, neil is strewn across the house in gory chunks and torn wallpaper curls around massive claw marks.

[2-cute-4-school]

𝙉𝘾𝙏 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙

@cherry-jaemin ~ Hello! Can I request a dreamies reaction to you being an idol and their best friend? Thank you!! ♡ (◕‿◕✿)   ~~~  Thank you so much for your request it was really fun to write, hope you’ll like it!! :)))))

Mark Lee

he cherishes you A LOT (︶ω︶)

but i honestly see him as someone who keeps his private life private

so your close friendship is kept lowkey

but he finds time to spend time with you despite both your busy schedules even if it’s made through your phone screens :(((((

one thing he’s most grateful for is that you understand

you understand what it’s like spending hours in the practice room frustrated, you understand what it’s like constantly missing home, you understand what it’s like working nonstop with no breaks until your body forcefully gives up my heart breaks for him every damn time

you understand him

your friendship is so pure (•ˇ‿ˇ•)

like you can both be laughing your asses off one minute, mark flopping around like a fish on land

and the next one you can be having a therapy session usually consisting of wordless comfort

mark doesn’t seem an emotional person but if there’s one(1) thing that can shatter him is witnessing you on your breaking point

like you were usually the one to check up on him often and pull him away from work for a while before he drowned himself in it

so seeing you overworked and utterly exhausted made him sick

no one could convince him to leave your side for some time (⌯˃̶᷄ ﹏ ˂̶᷄⌯)ﾟ

you clung onto each other and mark softly scolded you for taking more care of him than yourself despite knowing that he’d do the same you’re like his baby he’s allowed to

other than your emotional moments you’re so playful together

‘bruh’ ‘dude’ ‘man’ - your daily vocabulary involving each other -_-

you sometimes gather in a studio and just write lyrics together or help each other with practice bonding time

basically you just vibe together so well and you’re just so grateful for each other’s presence because it eases your hectic and busy lives

you feel like a breath of fresh air to him and vice versa

Huang Renjun

friendship with him is basically clowns clowning each other 🤡

even more so since you can both joke about your shared career

he makes a tradition of reacting to your every m/v god help u he clowns you from the first second to the last

“looking a bit constipated aren’t we, y/n? i guess that hotpot didn’t sit well with you” <(￣︶￣)>

“that’s just my face when i think about u, garden troll”

*huff* *incoherent mumbles of protest*

but he secretly streams THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR M/V and forces the rest of the dreamies to watch it several times too

you watch his radio every evening and sometimes even send in cringy messages just to get a reaction out of renjun lol

so basically you’re super supportive of each other but in your own ways

imagine sleepovers ma friend that’s a wiiild ride

ghost stories, alien conspiracies, crazy theories - THE MAIN MENU

bet y’all renjun can’t sleep without someone he can hold onto after watching or talking about scary things ੧| ‾́ー ‾́ |੭

and you wouldn’t call that cuddling no, it’s more like....strangling....but with love....kinda....yeah that sure  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

on another note, you made it you personal mission to lift his confidence whenever SM doesn’t treat him right (╬ Ò ‸ Ó) y’all evil cockroaches

and renjun always promotes you subtly during his lives

“ ‘renjun can you give us a song recommendation?’ yeah sure actually there’s this song-” spoiler alert : it’s always one of your songs

one of the biggest secrets in kpop is who drew that *absolutely* gorgeous portrait of you that you proudly showed in your own live

spoiler alert x2 : it’s renjun, it’s always renjun

your friendship is really one of a kind

basically best friends lovingly clowning and supporting each other at the same time precious am i rite

Lee Jeno

jeno seems like a very comforting person to me

like he’s someone you can go and vent to about all the pressure of your career and what not

and he’d just listen to you and hold your hand tightly in his if you’re able to meet face to face, he has his own way of grounding you when everything gets hectic （＾ｖ＾）

he’s a lowkey hypeman

whenever you happen to perform at the same awards show as dream he makes sure to dance and cheer cutely for you o(≧∇≦o)

you won an award?? this man is so proud he hollers louder than your fans well basically he’s your no.1 fan soo :))))))

he always tries to shield you away from hate so it’s one of the reasons he doesn’t disclose much of your closeness lowkey protective jeno

you had an airport accident once common against idols unfortunately

lemme tell ya, jeno went NUTS  (｀⌒´メ)

he’s not a confrontational person but he CAN and WILL be when it comes to you

he babies the heck out of you for the next few days :3

and once he has the occasion to turn on vlive he takes a minute to *calmly* explain that while idols love their fans, it’s not fine for fans to invade their privacy and personal space preach sister

you were also close to flipping the sasaengs’s shit up when they kept bothering keno with calls leave the man alone jeez (┛ಠДಠ)┛彡┻━┻

he always reminds you to to take care of yourself

“don’t push yourself too hard” “don’t drink too much coffee, you’ve seen what it can do to jaemin and we don’t want that now, do we?”

he often covers your dances ⌒°(❛ᴗ❛)°⌒ and nails them

“jeno you’re dancing better than me on MY OWN SONG”

“idk what you’re talking about” (＾ω＾)

overall your cheerleader and each other’s poorly read not at all paid bodyguards

Lee Haechan

“your sun is here to enlighten your life!!!!!”

“gtfo hyuck”

this man knows no privacy

he’s ruthless and he visits whenever he wants even if it means that’s on a wednesday AT 3 AM (┛◉Д◉)┛彡┻━┻

he tells you it’s because your ‘just forcefully woken up’ is the best blackmailing material

in reality it’s because he just misses you A LOT ( ⁍᷄⌢̻⁍᷅ )

this rascal is busy a lot and you’re busy a lot and so every single moment spent with you is so so precious to you both

he gets overwhelmed by this feeling of longing sometimes so he acts on instinct and just barges in wherever you are

but you can also count on him at any time

*middle of the night* *donghyuck sleepily answering his phone* *sniff* *sniff* “hyuck”

“yeah what’s wrong??? who am i beating up???? should i take johnny too???? just say the name cutie (*｀Ω´*)”

you only ended up crying about missing his cuddles

*sigh* “you only love me for my cuddles”

you once told him fleetingly that you missed breakfast and lunch

you found 2 boxes of takeout outside your apartment already paid by a certain someone i need a hyuck pls

he’s also quite vocal about your friendship and randomly mentions you

“y/n told me that i look cutest with my baby belly so unless you wanna pick a fight with them lay off gremlin” ー(￣～￣)ξ

both your dreams are to get to collab on something anything it would be heavenly for hyuck to colllab with anyone tbh

nothing can keep you 2 apart, your duo is just too strong and the world just isn’t ready for you

Na Jaemin

he’s such a warm person

he babies you but just because he wishes you’d have more time to spend with each other ( *’ω’* )

so the only way to quench his worry is texting you daily to make sure you’re alright and taking care of yourself or he’d personally do it

the way he talks about you tho (╯✧∇✧)╯ like you put the stars in the sky you did for him

“y/n is actually quite good at this game, i ate dirt when we played together”

“y/n looks so pretty in those pictures we took together” Σ(*ﾉ´>ω<｡`)ﾉ

“y/n is my favorite model end of story”

talking about his love for photography, you’re his model 80% of the time

his camera roll is filled with pictures of you every time you find enough time in both your busy schedules to meet up

he has enough to open a fanpage if he hasn’t done that already ;)

in turn you’d secretly dedicate parts of the lyrics you wrote to him

i’m telling you he would CRY hearing your sweet voice sing such beautiful words meant for him he would feel so appreciated pls ( ˃̣̣̥ω˂̣̣̥ )

he always says that he has no other friends other than his members so having you validating the strong bond he feels with you would elevate him to cloud 9  :,(((((

i can imagine you two meeting on a variety show a mess that would be

you can’t be too close in front of the cameras in order not to give the wrong impressions

but behind the scenes you’re not leaving each other’s side, chatting and clinging onto each other the entire time (≡^∇^≡)

and even on screen as long as you’re allowed to you’re attached to the hip, ALWAYS beside each other

in conclusion you’re the besties everyone is envious of and wishes to share such a precious bond with someone ∩(︶▽︶)∩

Zhong Chenle

y’all are basically the ‘you can’t sit with us’ pair -_-

another one who i think would keep your friendship private

like it is public that you two are friends but neither of you shares more about your meetups and so on

but chenle is lowkey highkey whipped

chenji making keychains for the rest of nct? +1 for y/n (/^▽^)/

surprise party for chenle’s birthday? you’re dressed as staff waiting for him to notice you after cameras are turned off he screeched so loud the entire building heard him and then proceeded to cling onto you forever

you know how chenle took jisung to him home in china? he took you with him as often as you both could afford the time to he even rescheduled a few times to make it convenient for you to come along (｡•́︿•̀｡)

he buys all versions of your albums cuz he can

going to each other’s concerts!!!!!

i can imagine you accompanying his family to the dream concert (˃̩̩̥ɷ˂̩̩̥) the same one when jeno and jaemin decided to get nakey nakey yes

you’re texting nonstop istg (◔_◔)

chenle can always be seen texting in the waiting rooms and so on

you’re his source of confidence before concert and certain schedules

also you’re probably discussing your hangout plans :))))

which often ends up in playing basketball in a park at night and then getting bored or tired and just wandering aimlessly around

you secretly record duets together unreleased unfortunately ( ب_ب )

and he teaches you how to play piano

basically your friendship is very playful and you find a comfort place in each other to remind yourselves that you’re allowed to have fun and live your lives o(*>ω<*)o

Park Jisung

i think it took quite a while to befriend him

his shyness can get the best of him sometimes it’s okay bby

but once you got hi to break out of his shell you’ve got yourself a lifelong best friend congrats (ര̀ᴗര́)و ̑̑

he shows his caring nature through small acts

texts you good luck and encourages you before award shows

becomes your dramatic weatherman

literally glitches if you ever have even a *slightly* sexy concept

“how did you like the dance, jisungie?”

“i-uh...um...it was...yeah...it was really uh *coughs* *clears throat* it was NICE, yeah...nice” (๑ּగ⌄ּగ๑)

ofc he *absolutely* loved it, he just respects you and looks up to you too much to make any further commentary

you coach each other through dance routines :3

you never fail to calm down and give confidence to jisung whenever his nerves get in the way

jaemin actually specifically asked you to look after jisung during his hiatus

jisung’s TMI’s sometimes involve you  (´ㅂ`๑)

“today’s tmi? i started working on a surprise for you czennies...and i got help from a very talented performer”

the surprise was a dance cover choreographed and performed with you that was the death of your fandoms ੧| ⊗ ▾ ⊗ |୨

you can be considered childhood friends so you understand each other with little to no words spoken

that’s why everyone loves your ‘partners in pure crime’ friendship

[kingjasnah]

ok ok ok final thoughts: YES kaladin braids his hair and ties it back but like we're talking two repititions of a three strand braid and that's it, just to get it away from his neck and face. he doesn't know what the roshar equivalent of a french braid is. he doesn't care about rope braids. he sees lighteyed women with their insane updos and is like 1) what's the point lol and 2) that's not real. that's not possible. that's a wig idk. his knowledge on hair care is so utilitarian that it's fine for him but it drives adolin WILD. adolin is like dude. dude. dude. you have such nice hair and you are Just interested enough to know that ur hair gets frizzy when you don't braid it at night but you also plug ur ears when I try to tell you what conditioner is. kaladin i am going to strangle u in ur sleep PLEASE just let me