#i always come back to them i can never escape 💀

[thwackk]

justice league beach party but i only drew halbarry. *passes away*

[nemesyaaa]

do revenge // mean!rafe cameron x camdoll!reader

summary ; you were tired and sick of the hell life the well-known kook prince give you. so after being for so long his favorite victim, you decided to fight back.

warnings : dark content. insecurities. revenge plot. bully!rafe. poker face!rafe. sick behavior and toxic attitude. smut. oral(m. receiving). dollification. blackmailing. dubcon. shitty kooks behavior. bad thoughts. quickly mentions of some kinks. self-justice. pogue/kook hate/unfair dynamic. free hate. masked reader. threatening. power imbalance. baddie attitude. minors dni. please, be careful with the warnings.

author's note : the girl on the gifs is not a faceclaim, it's only to show what kinda mask she wear. it's the first time i think i do something like that so......and it's a one-shot, so it's maybe a little too long 💀

you worked as a waitress in a small restaurant. you hated this job but you had to make money and today the place was a little empty so you thought you could relax but that was before Rafe showed up with his gang of kooks. you had started shaking as soon as you saw them. you felt so small and trapped, your breath sped up. there was like a lack of air in your lungs because you knew how rafe was with you, how much he hated you but above all, how much he loved to humiliate you. it was his favorite pleasure: being cruel to you. and damn, he knew how to hurt you better than anyone. he must have broken so many things in you, your ego, your heart, your self-esteem, your confidence, your joy of living that you wondered how you were still standing in his presence.

with a tense smile, you approached them because you also couldn't escape the group. you hugged your notepad to your chest, pressing tightly the page against your breasts. you were about to open your mouth when rafe cut you off.

“i understand better why this restaurant is so empty…” he commented, looking you up and down. “ but what i don’t get is why you haven’t been fired yet when you’re scaring customers away.”

“apparently not everyone since you're here...." that was what you wanted to answer but you preferred to kill yourself rather than make a remark to rafe that was going to cost you your life. and you wouldn't want to give him this pleasure.

“have you chosen what you want? ” you said, addressing everyone, preferring to ignore the leader of the kooks group.

“it’s so cheap here. ” he had commented. “ very cheap. ” from his insistent look, you understood that he was including you in his criticism. he was very childish.

you nervously tighten your grip on your pen. of all rafe's friends, topper seemed the most sensitive to what you were going through but he always stayed quiet. this idiot finally ordered cocktails. the words had to be ripped out of his mouth.

when you came back with the drinks, you delicately placed them on the table. you were embarrassed by the way rafe stared at you like you had something on your face, like he was planning another nasty remark. and it didn't take long, because the next minute, he had managed to make you cry and made everyone laugh.

when you handed him his glass, he purposely knocked it to the ground.

“what are you waiting for, pogue? clean it. it's not like it's new to you, you're used to cleaning up other people's shit. "

burning tears started to come out of your eyes, you bit your trembling lip. your throat was tight, and you hated everything you were feeling right now. the shame, the humiliation, the fear, it destroyed you.

you brought something to clean before bending down. he hadn't apologized. he never did it anyway. you kept all this grudge inside of you, even if it killed you.

he picked up your rag with a smirk. “you don't need that when you can use your tongue. ”

you looked at him with wide eyes, as if you had heard wrong. topper had intervened before you did. “hey dude, no need to go that far.”

“shut up, topper. i really need to show you that all women are fucking dirty and disgusting sluts. so stop protecting them, and watch the show i put on for you. and for free. ”

"rafe...listen..." you said softly.

“you better listen to me if you don't want to be fired. you know how good i am at making your life hell.” you started to kneel down, bringing your face closer to the ground. “yes, you understand very easily, maybe you can show your ass to the camera too. record it, kelce. lick it well, sweetheart. don't want to see your ugly face on the screen. “

this day was the last straw. it was worse than anything. it was completely degrading and nasty.

and it was surely at that precise moment, that night to be exact, that everything had changed in you. that you had decided that this couldn't last, that you had to play into the enemy's game to defeat him, that sometimes you had to be unfair when he cheated, that when someone was bad, you had to be tougher and stronger.

it had been several years that you had endured criticism from rafe and kooks about your physique, your pogue condition, that your face was the center of mockery and the worst jokes, that it lasted to the point that you had surely become the funniest joke or meme in the island.

but you had grown up. you had prepared your revenge over several months. because you couldn't pretend it didn't affect you. but all the hatred you had felt for yourself had started to turn towards rafe, to give you a reason to live, a purpose because he had given you a furious and crazy idea.

he had humiliated you. and he was going to taste his own medicine.

deep down, you weren't just doing this for yourself but for all the pogue girls who had suffered harassment from kook boys, for all the girls who had received bad treatment because they didn't look like princesses, for all the girls who were made to believe that they deserved nothing because they did not meet the physical standards. you had to put an end to this nonsense.

so after five months, you had become what rafe loved the most. you had become a very popular online camdoll for kooks. you wore a mask that hid your facial identity enough to not be recognized. you had a completely different style. you were surely prettier, more magnificent in his eyes. because he had fallen into the trap. he had this slightly superficial side. you knew you had succeeded from the moment you felt the difference. not only did he want you, but he wanted to possess you.

he was one of your loyal viewers. he didn't have his first name as a username but you knew it was him. his messages had the same tone as when he spoke to you.

he was pathetic, because he paid to see your content, to talk to you, to hear you touch yourself, to do dirty things to you. no matter how much you charged.

he even sent you a video of him jerking off on one of your lives. you couldn't lie, you had watched the entire video. his fist was wrapped around his painfully cock, moving up and down, the leaking tip disappearing and appearing with the speed of his thrusts, the way his boner grew bigger the more he thought of you. he was going so fast that his bulge was literally slapping against his hand with a loud, obscene noise, his sagging balls moving in rhythm. his hair was messy, there was a quiver in his lips every time he made a grunt. “ fuck...fuck...fuc'...gonna fuck that dollface one day...gonna get this dick all in your dumb pussy. ” his length was very feverish and at the same time hard, shaken with spasms. the veins pumped by his strokes. he had come in such a short time, loads of cum exploding all over his sweating chest. he had wiped everything with a pack of tissues. and just when you thought the video had come, he started again.

you never responded. only downloaded the video and stored in a confidential folder.

but one day, he spoiled you a little too much. however, you weren't doing anything really crazy. you fulfilled clients' requests — which involved masturbating with a vibrator, playing with your breasts while riding a dildo, putting as many fingers as your viewers wanted in your pussy, letting them dress you however they wanted, letting them make you crazy stupid and vulnerable, doing little shows and hauls until you end up naked, playing with the food on your body, recording your orgasms, filming you when you slept naked or took a shower.

you had decided to thank rafe for his expensive gifts by asking him to come to your house. you had a studio that you had decorated, enough to make him believe that you lived well, and that you could be a kook. obviously, he had accepted and of course, he was hoping for sex when you told him you had a surprise for him.

it was, he was going to have sex. and you a revenge.

rafe had always assumed that he hated you, the shitty, ugly pogue, that he would never sleep with you. and to quote his own words “even for a million, i could never fuck such a disgusting thing. ” and it was always in public, in front of people. then you were going to do the exact same thing. you were going to fuck with him, and if he loved show that much, he was not going to be disappointed.

on the day, you had prepared yourself for the occasion. while you were getting ready, there were tons of flashbacks in your head, scenes, words that kept coming back. all this cruelty that could make you vomit.

“i really thought alcohol would help me find you attractive but no, you're still just as ugly. i thought it was a pogue thing baby but actually it's just you. ” it was rafe.

“ i felt like i had hit you in the face ten thousand times with my golf ball. ” it was still rafe.

“the difference between you and the other pogues? is that you angel, you will never be able to hide the fact that you are one. all the misery shows on your face. ” always rafe.

and it was each time heavier, more hardcore. he reminded you of your condition, but also of how much he couldn't see you. you were too horrible. you never told anyone about this treatment, about all this hatred. but you had now learned, from the best, how to make noise.

you wiped away your tears, and brought the mask to your face. “i can do it. ” you muttered to yourself as you began to get slightly anxious. you were afraid of breaking down in the middle of the act, of finally not being sure you wanted all of this. you felt mixed feelings. was it really good to do that, was it really right? but on the one hand, what had justice done for you until now? absolutely nothing. like everyone else, she had watched you get humiliated. so it was just common sense?

the door to your studio rang. you opened it. you couldn’t lie that rafe was really handsome and smell good. but the first thing you noticed was his smile.

he was completely different. you could see in his eyes for the first time, something positive towards you.

" welcome. ” you said with a smile, inviting him inside.

oh he resisted the urge to kiss you, his hands were in his pockets but they were nervous and unsteady. they wanted to be on you.

“do you want to drink something? ” you added the name of the cocktail he always had at your restaurant. you had done it on purpose but he hadn't noticed. he nodded.

“are you going to take off your mask one day? ”

“without it, i am no longer what i am. so it's better that i keep it. isn’t that all you want me to be? a doll. ”

“no, you’re right. then at least i know you're not a fucking pogue. ”

“it would be bad for your reputation too. i already see the headlines and the taunts "rafe cameron fucks a pogue" and people will laugh at you, and you hate it being humiliated. no one likes it. ”

“you look really nice, doll. i mean, kind.” he replied.

“i am but i believe that some people. ” you pressed the word, and gave him an honest look. “have abused a lot of this part of me. that's why i'm a doll, i don't have to feel anything, just do what people want me for. you can fulfill your every desire with me. do you want to see me in a certain dress? let me change. do you want to release your anger in me? let me help you. do you just want to fuck me? i am literally made for this. ”

“you are made for me. ” you smiled through the mask because in a way, he was right. he had created your character.

“do you mind if i film? i really want to record this. you are the first customer I have met. it's special for me. ”

" no. at least people will know to who you belong. ”

“that’s exactly it. ” you lied when starting the live. “let’s get started. ”

you had removed his pants and his boxers, placing yourself between his thick tighs, he was so much bigger than you that you looked like a small caged thing.

you placed your outrageously manicured hands on his open legs, your mouth sinking and wrapping around his hard cock. your tongue had started rolling around the girth, you could feel the small drop of precum going down your throat. this part that he was soon going to get fucked strongly and hard.

you wanted to drive him crazy, see him sweat like a pig because you were so good, because you did it all too well. he had wrapped your hair in a grip to make it easier to pull on it. “yes...suck that cock...just like that...let me ruin that mouth...fuck…”

your dripping lips were stretched by the size of his length, and the way it was getting completely hard inside of you. you could feel the drool running down the sides of your mouth. you felt every inch of his penis fucking your throat. and through your mask, you saw his smirks. he pulled your hair, and you took all of him, until your face came into contact with his pelvis, every bit of him was in you. you almost gagged.

he had barely pulled out of you before he entered you again. his cock worked against your tongue, brushing it harshly, the tip tapping the back of your throat. your cheeks were sunken, and your lips drowned between spittles and saliva. “you're perfect, doll...you really know how to suck...i could really take advantage of the situation if you keep this up...” at his words, you sucked him faster, pumping efficiently while his hand stroked your hair. his fingers moved along with your head.

he was completely using you, doing whatever he wanted with you. and you let him do it, because you wanted him to be proud of himself and to be seen on camera. he had pushed his cock onto your mask, decorating it with saliva, your own currently drooling. “so pretty. ” he had commented. he pushed his cock back into your mouth without warning, taking it ever deeper. you felt fizzy. your lips were open and used for several minutes non-stop, your throat puckered and pummeled. your jaw was starting to hurt, but you didn’t show it. you had to be perfect, packaged the way he wanted. your tongue flickered around him, teasing his girth.

“ need to be inside you...so bad...you make me feel so good. it's your face, doll. you're divine.”

maybe he had a mask kink to say that, to also be turned on by a fucking plastic object. or maybe it was the face he imagined behind it all? you didn't know.

he had thrown you on the bed, opened your legs in two and pushed your body against his hips, pulling you by the waist. his cock had twitching, purring some pre-cum, at the contact with your soaked cunt.

“ i could never sleep with a pogue. but especially with you, just thinking about it makes me vomit. “ it was perfect that you remembered that in the moment, as he thrust into you, his hips moving slowly.

your pussy clenched around his cock, barely letting him move without hurting you. “ fuck, you're so fucking tight, doll....need me to stretch this pretty little cunt. i'm gonna make you so dumb. “

you couldn’t hide that you still got wet, and damn, he knew how to fuck and you couldn’t be his first time. he had started pounding into you once your pussy had started to ease around him.

it was really intense, his body slamming violently against yours, the strike echoing through the room. your weak moans but which he heard very clearly, and which encouraged him to go even further within your walls. he pushed himself even more to hear you scream. he had a goal and he wanted to make you so stupid that in the end you wouldn't be able to do anything.

he buried himself inside you, his powerful thrusts stretching your pussy, your body twitching beneath him. he was on top of you, staring into your eyes. you were a little fascinated. his shoulders were broad and muscular, his arms heavy and toned, and his abs were perfect arranged into six packs. his hair fell on his forehead.

he couldn’t see the emotions on your face, nor clearly define what you were feeling. he only had your voice and the reactions of your body.

your pussy hugged him with each strokes, he filled you completely, making his way to your spot. your puffy slit was spread, capturing his bulge. you squeezed him harder, he startly getting down, the wet and dirty sounds of his hips rocking your body. you could see the vein on his neck, his contracted muscles covered in sweat.

he had placed his lips on yours, his mouth kissing yours. you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you, gently guiding the kiss with your tongue.

he continued to fuck you, while playing with his tongue in your mouth, kissing you without limits, until your lips and jaws were covered in drool. you waited for him to cum inside you. but he hadn't pulled out while you were flooded, loaded with his cum, and some orgasms you'd had. it dripped from your slit onto the sheets. he had placed the tip of his cock back in front of your entrance, picking up where his enjoyment had left you off.

this time it was a little gentler. it was like you had established a little intimacy even though you knew it wasn't true. after a few minutes, he stopped.

" are you always being that kind ?…”

“ you think i'm a mean person ? ”

“ you never hurt people ? never in your life ? ” you asked him, with a friendly tone.

“ what if ? ”

“ don't freak out. everyone has a mean side. now, you got me curious. can you tell me the worst thing you have done to someone ? ”

“ maybe it was to one of that trashy pogue…” it started, and you forced yourself to not react when you saw the smile on his face. even after years, it didn't regret anything. because obviously, he talked about you.

“ thank you for confessing this story to me. now, i have a gift for you…” you said with a fakely soft voice. “ it was not the sex part. i'm willing to let you see me without my mask. i really want you to see me because i trust you. ” was obviously a lie.

“are you sure? ” he was so surprised by your proposal. “ don't you want to tell me something worse you did to someone too ? ”

“ oh, it's part of the gift, rafe . ”

at this moment, he knew. he fucking knew.

he had removed your mask.

because of the shock, he took a step back.

his face was indescribable.

“oh no, you can't pretend to be disgusted, not after fucking me like you've wanted this your whole life. ” you smiled. “what did you say before? that you could throw up? liar. you came so hard in me. and, it is still dripping. come on, don't run away, give a closer look. maybe i should make you clean the mess you made with your tongue. like you did to me. maybe, this time you will vomit. but i'm not sure, you're such a pathetic hater. and i'm just not afraid of you anymore. ”

“what the fuck is wrong with you, pogue ?! did you have fun?”

“ pogue ? ” you mocked. “ was babydoll, sweetheart, a few minutes ago. now, it's pogue ? how it feels, rafe ? how does it feel to be humiliated ? i think, it's better for you to apologize for all these years. but not only for me, for every pogue. ”

a crazy laugh escaped his lips, as he came closer to you. “ really ? what make you feel that i will apologize ? especially to you. ”

“ because now, the game is over. it's a war and i'm gonna fight back. it means, i will drag you down. every secret, every weakness, every move that you want to hide from me will be from now my first concern. i'm glad that you hate me because it's only the beginning. ”

“ you really think that you have some power over me ? be serious. ”

“ it's not about power at all. it's about justice. ”

i also wanted to thanks @bunnyrafe @rafecameroninterlude and @bimbotrashcan who helped me a lot, and trusted me for this !! tysm, i'm very grateful <333

[hopeastrz]

𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒:🪷🦢

𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 folks are never appreciated, even when they do their hardest. If you wanted the moon with it’s stars they’ll snatch them for you from the sky somehow, but unfortunately such a generous act is never appreciated. My mom has this placement and she is literally a superwomen, a freaking genie, she does everything in our home and gives everything (sometimes all the she’s got) but It’s always, every single time, never enough somehow. They really just need a big big hug🤍.

Where ever 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐨 is in your birth chart shows you what you destroy in order to welcome or enter a new era in your life + it also means where exactly does your life completely shifts regularly.

For example: 11𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐨 ends every single friendship they have, disappear from all social media platforms or just literally ghost everyone for a while until they reinvent themselves.

4𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐨 individuals literally runs away from their family/home, and then come back brand new like hello mfs i know i disappeared in hell but you’ll still open your arms for me💀

9𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐨 changes 180° degrees during college, 2𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐨 after they start managing money or every new payment, and 10𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 during their career years.

2𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬 always have to worry about money + their mothers might be their main provider even after they grow up.

4𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫, 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 4𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐮𝐧, 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬; prefer to stay home more than going out somehow, i have one of these placements and i can confirm that their houses are their main escapism.

𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 4𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 might indicate having lots of children, I’m talking like 3+ kids or smtg like that, maybe even more I’ve seen it many times. The funny thing here is that you might be completely against having more than 1 child lmao😭

𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫, 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐨, 6𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞, 2𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞, 4𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬 might indicate cooking really delicious meals oml, you might be secretly talented in cooking and your food is heavenly i can’t shut up about it!!! Please send me meals thank you so much💋.

12𝐭𝐡/8𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 (12,24,8,20) are really shy when showing affection in general, they might think it’s inappropriate and really just enjoy having private love life, so that’s why they are such a secretive lovers. kisses only when no one’s around, hugs when nobody’s watching. Request pda once and you’ll be sleeping on the couch for the next week. Even if you beg them on your knees they sure as hell aren’t holding your hands in public sweetheart💁🏻‍♀️

The charisma people with 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 1𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 owns is indescribable, the way the talk and handle conversations is mesmerizing. 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬/𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐨 𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 are honorable mentions too!.

Parents with 5𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 struggle to provide proper living for their children, like it’s really the bane of their existence.

11𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 if you gave them More time with their friends they might start worshiping them. Like please, their friendships are their main source of entertainment and happiness.

𝐒𝐮𝐧, 𝐥𝐞𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 {5,17,29}, 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 9𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 indicates being famous during your college and after it. My father had Pluto 29th degree in this house and his life completely changed during and after college for the better. god he was so freaking famous his name is whispered around college hallways till this day.

7𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐨 might stay virgins until they marry their spouse, same thing with 8th house vertex.

[strwbrythoughts]

time's up | dr. veritas ratio

The doctor - also known as your husband - has come to refine your problem-solving skills, particularly in mathematics.

A/N: This man is insufferable but I simp because smart + muscles = hot!!! Also can you see me projecting onto this and wdym i don't like triangles, ngl i accidentally switched to first person pov at the ending 💀 this is why i need to find time to write in my busy busy schedule

Divider by @/osqrie

"You have 15 minutes to solve these questions. You may begin."

The soft click of the digital stopwatch in his right hand sounded louder than ever to your ears. Your eyes went from his soft, smiling face - which in itself, was a rarity - towards the questions printed on the single sheet of white, A4-sized paper on your desk. They were all mathematics equations. Every single one was an integration-related question.

You always thought that you could escape the topics you didn't like after finishing your studies in the undergraduate level. Life had been pretty smooth-sailing after graduation; you opened a cute and cozy bakery, you married a genius, lived in a comfortable home, have and maintain a loving relationship...but this. This was the least of what you would expect. Being tutored and tested on the one subject you refused to take back in university.

Or perhaps it was your mistake when you told him your weak points in the academic aspect of yourself. That was a side effect of marrying a genius, you supposed...or a 'Mundanite' as he would use to refer to himself.

But you couldn't think of that now. You had a test to complete, and you didn't want to receive his punishment for not being able to do so within the given timeframe. His eyes could be felt on you, as if burning into your body and directly gazing at the very essence of your soul. The rise in your heartbeat and downturned gaze highlighted how nervous you felt to answer this paper.

After taking a deep breath to clear your head, you observed the questions carefully. There were 3 questions, and all of them were pretty easy to solve (or at least, that was what the instructions said). The first two questions were fine; only including polynomials and exponents respectively. As you got to the third question though...you couldn't say it was 'fine'.

It included one of your most disliked topics...trigonometry.

Granted, the trigonometry was pretty simple, but you never seemed to be able to wrap your head around how so many formulas could be derived from them. When Veritas explained it to you in one of your tutoring sessions, you asked for more breaks than usual since you had put a barrier in your mind; 'I will never understand this'; which in turn, made the topic seemed harder than it actually was.

The soft 'ding!' of the bell on my desk reminded you that you had five minutes left for this last question. You gulped, hoping your nervousness would be swallowed away as well. His eyes were glued to the back of your head; not that you dared to look behind my shoulder at the moment.

Every second counts after all, even if you had no clue what steps you should take to solve the problem on the paper.

Your brain seemed to malfunction and your memorisation skills failed you right this moment. You didn't remember the basic formulas, and you didn't know how to derive them from the triangles either. With no viable options left, you decided to unleash your expertise; cooking up your own theories.

'Ah, he's definitely punishing me for this...' was the only thought floating in your brain. Autopilot mode was switched on, and your hand glided across the paper, writing down whatever nonsense that seemed to be related to trigonometry, regardless whether they were correct or not.

The digital stopwatch in Veritas' hand had reached its last minute; the fifteenth minute. "Time's up," his voice bounced off the white walls right into your ears. "Put down your pen and stop writing."

Although reluctant, you did not wish for a heavier punishment. His words were followed by the sound of the pen being put onto the wooden desk. Within seconds, he was stood right next to your desk, using his index finger and thumb to pick up the piece of paper.

His eyes scanned my answers, going from left to right as he inspected each line of working. There was a faint smile on his lips...until it was gone.

Gulp.

He had definitely seen the absolute mess you made on the last question.

A slam onto the wooden desk; you swore you heard the wood crack a little bit. "Did I not teach you this last question?" You could barely reply. His tone was dripping with condescension, but you didn't take offence from it. Both you and him knew he had the right intentions, but his ways wouldn't be able to satisfy everyone.

"You did! I...I just didn't like it."

Veritas let out a 'tsk' thrice, seeming almost animated as he did so. "You do know what you have to do now, right? So come on, what are you waiting for? Is time not ticking?" He took a seat on his chair, eyes looking straight into mine.

You sighed, preparing your facial muscles...as you climbed into his lap. Ah yes, the 'one hundred kisses or you're not leaving this room' punishment. A classic, really. Your lips peppered his face, landing on each part like the first snow of winter; gentle and heartwarming.

"Lunchtime is nearing, so you better carry out your responsibility quickly and dutifully, dear. You'd hate to have lunch at 4 PM again, hm?"

Ah, crap! He was right! Better get to work now!

Thank you for reading!

[honeytbz]

jake is your puppy

wc: ≈480

warnings: man gets punched, angst, fluff, curse words, probably grammar errors

author’s note: he is literally so puppy coded not a frat boy | this was made at 4 am | kordell inspired this 💀 i didn’t want to make the setting love island, so the club came to be and i had to create sense of the chase/argument so hopefully it worked 😭

jake chases you around like a lost puppy. those gorgeous brown eyes peer into yours as you curse him out. he stands there, listening intently to every word that leaves those soft lips of yours.

you walk off, too pissed off to even look at him anymore. he chases after you, calling your name. he tries to stop you so you can hear him out. when he finally catches up to you, he stands in front of you ready to communicate.

yeah he fucked up, but you can’t stay mad at him when he gives you that puppy look. you continue to excuse yourself knowing if you don’t, you’ll succumb to him. your friends follow your pursuit outside of the club, ready to comfort their friend.

jake returns to his boys who were previously attending to the man with a broken nose because of jake. in jake’s eyes, that man was too close to you. when he returned from the bathroom, he saw you were uncomfortable and looking for an escape as the man kept his persist flirting. so, the only logical thing jake thought of in the moment was to grab the man and punch him straight in the face.

maybe it was the alcohol that cleared his rational thinking, but when it comes to you, all rational thinking goes out the window. obviously, you were shocked. i mean jake just punched a guy. he could get charged for assault. jake has never been a violent guy. yeah, he’s protective but never to an overbearing extent. how did it escalate to someone getting hurt. thus, being the reason this whole chase began.

you went home with your friends and jake did the same. after talking with your friends and sleeping on it, you woke up with a clear mind. you told jake to come back home to talk. the knock on the door signified his arrival. you ponder as to why he didn’t use his key to enter. you walk over and open the door.

to your surprise, jake is not empty handed. jake is holding a big bouquet of flowers and a gift basket with all your favorites. you hug him, thanking him and move aside to allow him to enter. after a much needed talk, you and jake were able to clarify each’s perspective and your reactions and feelings that followed. you and jake end up cuddling and having a movie night. he fell asleep on your lap, out like a little puppy. so soft and adorable looking.

jake is a puppy. he’s protective and loves endearingly. you couldn’t fault his impulsive action as it was in means of protecting you. jake has been and will continue to be an amazing boyfriend. although your relationship with jake may have its downs, you’re always able to work through them. you love jake but he loves you more just like a puppy.

[lowkeyrobin]

can you do a gally x reader where its like a lovers to enemies to lovers??? thanksss 🫶

thank you for requesting!! I hope you enjoyed bc this genuinley rotted my brain bc I spent way too much time overthinking it 💀💀 ; HOLY SHIT POST WRITING ROBIN HERE.... uh I didn't see the first lovers bit I am so sorry 💀 I actually apologize bc idk how to fix it now LMFAO ; also ending is rlly dumb but jsjskdndns ; send tmr requests please 🙏🙏🙏

GALLY ; i don't want to be your enemy anymore

summary ; a little enemies to lovers trope with Gally because why not

warnings ; language, guns, knives, WCKD stuff

word count ; 1.6k

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Being stuck in that peaceful, dystopian Hell with Gally for three years was enough to make you rethink every single life choice that could've probably led you there, which wasn't much considering most of your memory had been erased. But, after escaping the maze, WCKD, fighting against Mother Nature in the Scorch and the Cranks, making it to the Right Arm, raiding a WCKD train, and a no-plan-plan to storm the Last City, you never thought you'd see Gally again, for better or for worse.

You two had never gotten along whatsoever, prior to, or post Thomas entering the Glade.

Gally would always do anything and everything just to piss you off. From the frequent physical fights to dehumanizing and undermining you for whatever reason, it never stopped. You were truly enemies, always out to get each other back or glare at each other from across the entire Glade.

He thought it was dumb for you to be awarded the graciousness of being a Runner, for whatever reason. Builders didn't have a lot going up in the membrane and he just proved it, constantly. But, sometimes you'd do the same, you weren't any better than him, just short-tempered, you supposed.

All those wasted nights sleeping in the Slammer over fighting, all the alcohol wasted due to throwing it all over each other. You both had a fire burning in your hearts to just kill each other, but in a way, it was fun. It was fun to piss each other off and get a reaction, and to just yell and scream your emotions out at each other. Toxic enemies, perhaps.

Minho though, good Lord. He always had to tease you, his fellow peer, about it.

"Oh, you're so in love with Gally" and "You look at each other with hearts in your eyes." You couldn't go a day without him bringing it up at least twice.

But now, you were trying to get Minho back from WCKD, and that's all that mattered. What did matter was that Gally was fucking alive.

Of fucking course, just your luck.

How he wasn't dead was beyond you, considering you watched Minho impale him with a spear.

You thought for a moment he was working for WCKD, considering he killed a small child last time you saw him, and he and his buddies basically kidnapped you and your friends. But, he took you guys back to some Rebellion setup hideout just outside the city, considering you couldn't get into the walls, now knowing there were microchips in your necks tracking your every move.

You stuck back while Thomas spoke to Lawrence, the guy in charge, turned half-Crank. You didn't want to be anywhere near Gally while he took Thomas down, so you stuck with the others, silently looking for reassurance in each other.

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The sun sets rather quickly, and you, Newt, and Thomas join Gally into sneaking into the city through a train tunnel. That in itself was its own thing. You don't even know why you agreed to come with them, considering you were being led by Gally, but, alright then.

He takes you three on a little tour of the city, showing you all the bright lights and the building that towered over the rest, WCKD's headquarters.

You're perched on a balcony, looking over at the building from afar. A telescope rests on the ledge of the wall, Thomas looking through it. Gally stands on his left, and then Newt and you on the right.

Newt looks over at you, sensing your discomfort from a mile away. "You okay?"

You nod, arms crossed as you look out into the city.

Thomas looks up and over at you two, telling you to look through the telescope to look into the windows of the building. Apparently, he'd seen something of interest. The blonde steps forward, looking through the lens as Thomas stands next to him.

Gally looks to you, a weird kind of look in his eyes. You shrug, silently asking what he wanted. He mouths a little message that he'll talk later, probably wanting to get back before doing so.

After returning, you find your way onto the rooftop, needing some alone time. You'd forgotten about Gally looking at you entirely, needing to clear your head over seeing him again and being shot at as per usual earlier. The fact WCKD was able to track you was what had you slightly scared. I mean, what if they were able to see you right now, trying to take a breath all alone on the rooftop?

You don't hear Gally sneaking up on you, but when the footsteps become closer and closer, you quickly turn your head back to see him a few feet away. He apologizes for running up on you, seeing the way you quickly turned around in defense mode like you were scared or something.

"I just came out here to talk, about earlier" He explains, sitting down next to you, although making sure to leave some room between the two of you.

"What's to talk about?" You ask, looking up over the walls of the city in front of you.

"I dunno, to apologize, and try to make amends, I guess" He answers with a little snark, "I'm not asking for forgiveness, but if we're gonna work together, I'm not acting like your enemy anymore, okay?"

You take a second to actually look at him, noticing his freshly buzzed hair and his desperately needed growth spurt, mentally and physically. You slowly nod and turn away, looking back up at the walls ahead.

He exhales through his nose, a little frustrated. He wanted an actual truce, knowing you. "Y/n, I'm serious. I'm not bullshitting, I don't wanna be that stupid kid a year ago that had fun fighting and making fun of you, I want to work on the same team. I don't wanna be best friends, but I don't wanna be your enemy either"

You bite the inside of your cheek, trying to conjure up a response.

"Yeah, fine"

"...Cool"

"Initiate phase four"

You and Gally await as Newt rounds up all the kids, keeping a close eye on Thomas forcing Teresa to give them intel and directions. Thankfully, she was halfway on your side.

Newt and Thomas send you two off with the children, all under the age of thirteen or so, directing them down to the bottom level of the parking garage where Brenda awaits. You're dressed in the slightly uncomfortable WCKD guard suits, you in the red variation like Newt, Gally in the grey like Thomas.

Once they were safe on the bus with Brenda, the two of you quickly scurried away to get lost in the crowds and hopefully meet back up with Newt and Thomas soon. You make sure your gun has the safety on while in your belt, deciding to work with handguns tonight, while he decides to go for the more bulky, electrical type of gun this night.

Somehow, Gally with a gun was kind of hot, but you'd never admit it aloud.

You power walk down the streets, making and pushing your ways through the crowds, fake patrolling the bottom layer of the WCKD tower, awaiting a message from Thomas. He tries to strike up some small talk as you also await Lawrence to bring the corporation down, since the Rebellion would never be stopped by just a few seventeen and eighteen year olds plus their forty year old father figure friend. Another plus, to properly destroy WCKD wasn't a bad idea, so the idea commenced with a very certain plan.

"Y'know, I didn't expect to see you again, like, if I ever saw you guys again. Not in a rude "I thought you would've died" way, but I didn't take you as one to try and take down the government and shit. You're a tough shank though, I'll give you that, " He speaks, speaking calmly, trying to give you that reassurance once more that he genuinely wasn't trying to start anything.

You nod, "Never thought I'd see you again either, but it's kind of relieving, to be honest. You changed in a good way. A really good way." You lightly smile, giving him a little shoulder nudge. "And don't worry about the past, it doesn't matter anymore, I couldn't care. Just... got a little scary seeing you again I guess" You shrug.

He nods. "Yeah, it's fine. Uhm... fuck, sorry" He says, trying to find the right words, "I'm not saying this like, to try and weird you out or distract you but I feel like to not hate each other anymore, we need to be open-"

"I like you too, if that's what you're getting at." You shrug, stopping in your tracks as he does. "If not, then sorry, kinda jumped to conclusions." You awkwardly chuckle, double checking your safety again.

He nods, "Cool. We'll talk about this later then?"

"Why not now? Under the soon to be burning building?" You joke with a light laugh.

"I missed that laugh" He mumbles

"Hey, hey, calm down now" You chuckle, shoving his shoulder, "We have a mission, here. We're children at war, Gally"

"The mission can wait a moment" He suggests, giving you a look, awaiting approval.

You dramatically roll your eyes with a smile, accepting his move before quickly pulling him in for a little kiss. You dragged him by the strap of his WCKD vest, almost making him fall on his knees for you.

"Now come on, we gotta go find some people to get in formation with and get to Newt and Thomas" You nod sideways, pulling your mask back up.

"Yeah, yeah, let's go"

[issacballsac]

“Being Mileena’s Girlfriend„

Saw someone say there isn’t enough MKfem characters x fem reader so here we are ! Fem Reader

Meeting | MKX

You’d def be from Outworld

From the time where she ruled Outworld; before Kotal Khan rebelled against her

Her being Khan obviously you adored her and you couldn’t rlly get close to someone of such high status

However! When she was overthrown it wasn’t too hard to get close to her seeing as she was stripped of her previous status

Just go and join her rebellion lmao

Bonding

Ngl I don’t think she’d care if you’re strong or not just if you’re loyal to her cause

Her multiple failures in trying to regain her throne put her in quite the sour mood

So she’d appreciate if you threw in any new ideas or if you’re dumb as hell like me comforting her is fine too

If you shared any of your food/supplies with her personally(rather than the whole group) she’d be kinda embarrassed to rely on you

Especially if she is physically stronger than you

If you talk about how untrustworthy Tanya is in the beginning she’d be upset with you and distance herself so just wait until ur closer with her/have tangible evidence

She doesn’t take her mask off often in daily passing; excluding during battle ofc

But if you do catch her with her mask down she’d be hasty to put it back up

“You’re really beautiful, Mileena. You know that right?”

“Of course I know that.”

She’d def play off your comment but she’s DYING on the inside of embarrassment

If you specifically pick out a gift for her she’ll be happy and smile under her mask

She’ll start to linger around you more and when planning she’ll always sit next to you

She’s really desperate for love and will grasp onto anything like Shao Khan and Tanya who obviously didn’t truly care for her

Light | End

Depending if you convince her to stop the rebellion/run away with you changes the outcome of your relationship during the original/MKX timeline

If you don’t and go along with her plan to use the amulet you’ll probably die protecting her

Of course the same events as MKX go down with her execution but it’ll be prolonged💀

Kiss one another, die for each other 😦 - Katy Perry or Demi Lovato I don’t remember Ngl

If you do convince her to call off the rebellion it’ll be great!

Of course you can’t just throw a rebellion and walk away unscathed

So you’re gonna have to go into hiding or just cross realms altogether

Methinks she likes physical touch

Think hugs, kisses, hand holding, etc.

You probably wouldn’t be able to stay in one place for long so you’re constantly on the move

Mileena is a big fan of sleeping together though she rlly jus needs comfort bro💀

She’d pick you up and carry you if your into that(totally wouldn’t start freaking out if she dropped you)

When/If you escape to another realm you’ll take on a more relaxing life

Of course you guys don’t stop training just in case but it’s better than being on the run constantly

Taking on a more domestic lifestyle

You’d do a lot of single person tasks together just because

Taking out trash? She’ll help

Washing clothes? She’ll hang them up to dry

She’s not a good cook by any means but she’ll help where she can

She’ll def match outfits with you especially if you guys are the same size she’ll just wear your shit

Depending if you live amongst a dense population she’ll keep her face hidden in case anyone were to recognize her

If you live in a secluded village she’ll take off her mask more often and when the people get used to you guys she’ll keep it off

She can’t sew/patch up clothes for shit so if anything rips she’ll just stand there and watch you do it

You’d never have an actual wedding but the people of your community would totally come over if you guys hosted an informal relationship confirmation

“I’m grateful to take you as my wife.”

“And you as mine.”

Raiden the nosy bitch would obviously notice your presence no matter how much you try

Being EarthRealm’s protector ‘n all

Seeing as you guys are peaceful living he would only tell Kotal if Kotal asked for additional information

Pre-Shinok Raiden ofc

Overall she’ll defend you against the world all at the expense of you loving her

[kaashikuroo]

HEYY!! This is my first request so I just came across your page and let me tell you this: I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT💗 do you mind doing a part 2 for “what breaks him”? Maybe with Oikawa, Bokuto, Hinata and Kageyama? It’s completely optional and take your time :)) don’t forget to drink water and stay healthy. Luv ya

PFFFFT. I’VE BEEN GONE FOR SOOOOO LONG.

Also, I'm sorry i can't write for Hinata or Kageyama. My brain isn't braining. 💀

What breaks him (makes him cry)-Haikyuu Reactions

Characters: Oikawa, Bokuto

Genre: fluff and angst

Warnings: Tears.

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Requests? Send ‘em here!

Part 1

Oikawa

Oikawa has always wanted to be the best at what he does. Deep down he's always had that fire burning within him. But he soon came to realise that hardwork can't beat talent.

He had won a match in which he thought he wasn't playing at his best. You saw the gloom on his face when he came home. He never burdens you with his troubles but that doesn't mean he's good at hiding his distress.

So imagine the surprise when he comes home the next day to see a pillow fort in your bedroom with the tv set up. And you in his jersey.

You'd sit him down and replay his match. Complimenting him for every little thing he did.

"perfect side-step!", "That serve was so good!", "Look at them! They look so scared of you, Tooru."

Kisses and hugs all around.

Man's overwhelmed.

He's always been given gifts. Petty materialistic items to grasp his attention. But this. This is what he needed.

By the end of it, he'd have tears streaming down his face. He'd stop being cocky for the rest of the day, needing to bask in your attention. bearhugs! (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

Your love overwhelms him.

Bokuto

Words sting.

He overheard a few people address his mood swings when he plays volleyball. Calling him insufferable and what not. This causes him to fall into a mild depressive phase.

After a while he's been at home, you start to notice how he's not being himself.

"are you okay, Kou?" you ask, sitting beside him, taking his hand in yours.

"I'm fine, babe." His eyes were sad.

He was distressed.

You started tracing the lines of his hand gently. "You know you can always talk to me about anything."

He'd tell you everything after a little coaxing.

You sighed and laid back on the couch, pulling him along with you so that you could cradle his head on your chest. "They don't matter, baby. If they think that it's alright to belittle someone just because they don't feel good, they're the ones that need to leave. Your feelings are perfectly valid. You're allowed to get upset. You're allowed to feel whatever you want to because that's what makes you, you. And I love you, Kou. No matter what anyone else has to say. Fuck them. They don't know anything about you. You're so so special, baby." You'd kiss him on the forehead. "Your mood swings are a part of why i like you. You're so cute all the time, honestly." You giggle.

But all that stops when you feel your shirt getting wet.

"Kou? Babe?" He had his face hidden in your chest. But you could see he was trembling. "Wh-what happened?" You were confused.

He felt so loved. So...understood. So overwhelmed that he couldn't help the first few years that escaped his eyes. Those few years turned into streams.

"i-i love you." He sobbed into your chest, fisting your shirt. "pl-please don't ever leave me. I need you in my life." He really couldn't imagine his life without you. "Without you, I'm lost."

You stroke his hair. "I'm not going anywhere baby."

I feel like their insecurities aren't talked about much so that's why i highlighted them here.

Thanks for reading! :)

[dolladooley]

the dooley davenports x black!reader | general hcs

contains: adam, bree, chase, leo

a/n: this will get zero notes but idc i am pioneering ts for lab rats. gif credit goes to him (me. bc i am him.) 💯

adam

i have always been very loud about my belief that adam marries a black woman or man in the future

and i mean LOUD

he 100% does

the first time he meets u he's like woah

prettay

he likes watching how your hair bounces as you descend the stairs or even just walking on flat ground

he likes how u speak to him

you call everyone lil nicknames so whenever u say "baby" he's like 😃

u help him with school stuff

bc you smart 💯

okayyyy scholar 😍😍😍

sorry

anyway

he loves seeing u

you anchor him

keep him from doing ridiculous shit that can get him hurt yk

turn into ur mom fr

he fidgets with his fingers a lot so he be playing in your hair

gently pulling strands so they spring back and wrapping em around his finger (ESPECIALLY when they're freshly moisturized and wet)

y'all are just saur cute to see

he's a big hugger so he rests his cheek against ur head and ur lil curls tickle him

and bonus points if you're significantly shorter than him

it's an adorable image when u hold hands

bc ur this lil person that is clearly able to easily escape restraint and u got ur tall white boy that's a lil dumb but happy to be here with u nonetheless

i love adam lawd

bree

bisexual queen

anyway

u guys become friends very quick

she complimented ur jewelry (a lil gold necklace) and u were like "aw thanks gang"

and from that u sparked a conversation and became very good friends very fast

she introduced u to her brothers, allat

u guys meet in the library every morning or u go to the nearby coffee shop before school starts

get some polite lil drinks and just.. talk :)

if you guys were to pack ur own lunches every day, y'all would do snack trades a lot

you defend her a lot against her brothers 💀

the first time you said "boy shut up" to chase she got hearts in her eyes fr /hj

when she realizes she might have a lil crush, she doesn't act too strange but she is a little bit different

she hugs for a little longer than normal, just to enjoy the scent of ur moisturizer and ur hair products

when y'all have sleepovers she always cuddles close

she loves to cook with u

u show her recipes you got from ya mama and she enjoys them every time

she stares at ur lips when u eat

and talk

and

do anything at all

they are very kissable what can she say

chase

lord.

he's infatuated

INFATUATED

he only knew leo so he had no idea black ppl could be so fine /j

the first time he sees you, a little notification in his eyebawl goes off like "heartrate rising. entering cooldown." and it's SO LOUD to him

turns out you and leo are already friends

which is NOT helpful

because now whenever you're at the house he's frantic as hell

either trying to interact with you (extremely awkwardly) or hiding in the lab so he doesn't embarrass himself further

bree would come down like "just go talk to them loser" and he's like "I CAN'T 😭😭😭😭😭😭"

when she finally forces him to quit being a punk and at least say hi, he comes upstairs to see u looking out at the view

the sun shining through their big ass windows glows gold on your skin and to him you look like a god

he flees /hj

HE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO ACT

he eventually pulls himself together and soon feels like a fool

because talking to you is SO EASY ?

you exude a charm he has never seen heard or experienced from anyone else before

the way u speak to him makes him melt

that being said never call him a pet name

ever

a simple "sugar" or even just "baby" will make him overheat and shut down

leo

i'm already laffing

y'all are funny as SHIT

you were classmates before the davenports came in but you weren't really friends until after they did

you helped leo show them around the school and the two of you cracked plenty of jokes along the tour

many that the bionic trio did not understand LMFAOO

you two are so fun together and everyone can see it, even the trio who be fighting for they lives whenever y'all are speaking to each other /j

leo probably tells u ab the whole bionic secret after you witness one too many close calls and the way you handle it makes his baby crush grow exponentially

like YOURE SO COOL???? DIDNT EVEN BLINK AT THIS ABSURD ASS PIECE OF INFORMATION???? GOD THEYRE COOL AS FUCK

you guys share hair information and you bring home hotel shampoo's for y'all to share LMFAO

he let you give him waves once

it was comedic

tasha loves you

she didn't know you for a while because leo never brought you up when y'all were just classmates but after y'all became actual friends, you'd get mentioned here and there

the first time he has you come over is to work on a school project

she meets you and is like omg hai i'm leo's mom

and he's kinda like 😐 pushing her away like he did in the avalanche episode with janelle LMFAO

you like "why you so mean to yo mama" and it makes him sweat /j

you like tasha too and you guys often have tea together when leo is late for y'all's lil hangouts

she gasses you up to leo all the time like he didn't know you first

"your friend, [name]? they're cute!!!" "i know mom" "go ahead and ask that out" "MOM"

he eventually does (it was actually you but he tells tasha it was him)

[robin374]

I've had this idea for some time but maybe spy, sniper and medic (mayybe even engi) interrogating an afab reader but it kind of escalates into more nsfw stuff kind of as a way to humiliate/tease/punish the reader? Adjfjfkzkskkd

You can see how I'm running out of sleep as you advance through the text 💀

Interrogation gone wrong (100% real no fake) (Engie, Medic, Sniper, Spy)

Engie: 

You were so confident with yourself. He knew that he would never take the information he wanted from you. Everything he did was in vane. 

Except for one thing…

Your hands were tied to the chair, which meant that you couldn’t stop him from doing what he was going to do. 

He approached you from behind, placing his hands on your shoulders. He smiled when he felt your body tremble at his touch. 

He kissed the back of your ear, as a warning. Then, he moved to your shoulder and a small trail of kisses until he reached your neck. He moved your hair out of his way, you swallowed hard knowing what was coming, but you couldn't do anything to stop it. Sure the man was attractive, but he was your enemy… 

You repressed a moan when he nibbled a point of your neck, you felt him smiling against it. That smooth bastard. 

He moved in front of you and just when you were going to complain, he shut you up with a hungry kiss. You could tell that he was wishing for it for a real long time. 

His hands were touching your entire body, he tried to separate your legs but you had been fast enough to close them as if they were a strongbox. 

“Guess I’ll have to force you…” He said while kissing you again and activating his sentry. 

Medic: 

Man is crazy and a sadomasochist. 

The moment he saw a glint of fear in your confident eyes when he took out the scalpel, he was another person. It awakened something in him, and it was not a feeling. 

His heavy breath against your trembling face was the only thing he could imagine. He wished for this moment with you everytime he went to bed, he was obsessed with you. Every time he saw you covered in blood around the battlefield, he wondered if you would be that sexy with your own blood too. 

He cut off your shirt, not listening to your complaints, just admiring how your body responded to the sudden cold air that hit it. Your hands and ankles were tied to his operation table, you were at his mercy. 

He caressed your stomach with his already bloodied gloved hand, leaving a small trail of blood around it. Then, he did the same with the scalpel seeing how you tried to escape the pointed knife. 

Slowly he started to carve a “L” in the supposed place of the heart. With that, everyone would know that you were his, even if you didn’t want it. 

He kissed the drops of blood that fell from your new wound. The taste of your blood was like alcohol to him, he wanted more, he wanted to end up drunk of your blood. 

With his mouth stained with your blood he kissed you. You could taste your own blood on the kiss, and you could feel his maniac smile against you. 

“I will activate the Medi-Gun so I can have more fun with you, Liebling…Wait here.”

Sniper: 

He was waiting for Soldier to finish his interrogation with you, he was taking a nap. Until Soldier’s roaring woke him up. 

“She escaped! Do something useful and find her, you kangaroo!” 

He wasn’t feeling like running that day, so he ignored Soldier and walked to his sniper-nest acting as if he was looking for you. 

Then you bumped into him, your confused eyes slowly changed to scared ones. Just like a prey when it saw its predator. 

Realizing he had to catch you, he started to chase you. He felt like a cat chasing a mouse, and just like that astute animal he cornered you near his sniper-nest. 

He approached you slowly and placed a hand on your mouth. 

“Don’t mess with a sniper, never.” 

He always watched you from his scope, but never tried to talk to you or even kill you. Now it was his moment to let you know the consequences of running away from the RED Team. 

“Make a single sound and I’ll make it longer and worse for you, roo.”

Spy: 

French = Asshole

He is a tease. He will start making comments about how humiliating you would look all messed up after he made you suffer. 

“You are not brave enough to do it, bitch.”

Gurl, you did not. 

His lips moved to a subtle smirk, knowing that you would regret it later. 

He took his butterfly knife and placed it under your chin. If you moved you would die, the fear in your eyes told him that you already regretted it. He slowly kissed your lips, feeling your breath against his. 

With his mouth he took off his gloves and with his bare hands separated your legs, squeezing your thigh. 

You couldn’t do nothing but show your disgust verbally, whenever you were going to say something (probably an insult) he kissed your lips, shutting you up. Then he would slip his hand under your shirt and start caressing your torso. 

“I’m going to eat you like a cat eats a mouse, ma chérie.”

[oliolioxenfreewrites]

OC Intro Interview with Raelin & Garrick

thank you @the-golden-comet for the tag! this is the one that was robbed from us last night, by faulty electronics (not my fault for not periodically saving... 👀💀) this was so so so much fun to write! these two are adisa's backbone. they show her that even though the darkness consumes her, she still has a bunch of light in her life...

This is a bit of a long one, but pls let me know any thoughts or reactions! Feedback is always appreciated as well 🫶🏾

Today, we have Garrick Bramwell and Raelin Vespera with us. Rick is a loyal warrior and protector, and Raelin is a fierce and guarded fighter. Both have been through immense hardship, yet they stand resilient and strong. Let’s dive into their thoughts and experiences.

The interview is a bit long, but so where the generations. I couldn't sums by

Interviewer: Welcome, Garrick and Raelin, you guys are from Syrithya, fraught with conflict and angering civilians against the tyrannical nobility. I’ll make sure to start with something light. What’s your favorite thing to do to avoid responsibility?

Rick: (smirking) Honestly, I like to disappear into the woods. It’s peaceful, and no one can find me there. There’s something about the solitude that helps me clear my mind and think about everything that’s been happening. It’s a way for me to escape the chaos, even if just for a little while.

Rae: For me, it’s a good sparring session. There’s nothing like the physical exertion to take my mind off things. Plus, it’s a productive way to avoid responsibility – I’m getting stronger and more prepared for whatever comes next. Sometimes, though, it’s just about finding a quiet spot and carving a piece of wood into something new.

Interviewer: If you could choose anyone in the world to be your sibling, who would it be?

Rick: (glancing at Rae) I think I’d choose someone like Rae. Tough, dependable. But Adisa is my sister in spirit, and that bond is stronger than anything blood could create. We’ve been through so much together, and that kind of history makes us inseparable.

Rae: I’d choose Rick, no question. He’s got your back, no matter what. But Adisa too, as weird as that would be considering… anyway, they both embody the kind of loyalty and strength I value. We’re a family forged by circumstances, and that’s sometimes stronger than anything else.

Interviewer: What is the most sublime thing you have ever eaten and why?

Rick: There was this roasted boar at a village feast once. Perfectly cooked, seasoned just right. I can still taste it. It wasn’t just the food, though; it was the sense of community, the laughter and stories shared around the fire. It’s those moments of peace that stick with you.

Rae: Freshly caught fish, grilled over an open fire. Simple but unforgettable. There’s something about the taste of food you’ve caught and prepared yourself. It’s honest and pure, a reminder of simpler times and the satisfaction of self-sufficiency.

Interviewer: What was the worst day of your life?

Rick: The night of the attack on Zyx. I lost everything. Seeing the village burn, hearing the screams, and feeling helpless I tried to save as many as I could. It was the night that changed everything, it took away my family and my sense of security.

Rae: The night my village was razed. Changed everything. I was only 15 dude, I had to grow up fast—too fast. (there's a brief pause as Raelin clears her throat) Learning to survive on my own. It was a baptism by fire, and it’s left scars that I carry with me to this day.

Interviewer: What’s your worst nightmare?

Rick: Losing those I care about and not being able to protect them. That feeling of helplessness is something I never want to experience again. It’s what drives me to keep fighting, to keep getting stronger.

Rae: I’d have to agree. But also, becoming like the people we fight against. I fear losing my humanity, bro. Like becoming a soulless husk, in the pursuit of frivolity. It’s a fine line, and it’s easy to cross without realizing it; Kirjani had no choice, she was put through a hellish experience. I don’t fault her in the slightest.

Interviewer: If a monster asked you your worst nightmare, what would you tell it and why?

Rick: I’d tell it the truth. Fear of losing loved ones. Monsters thrive on fear, and it’s best to face it head-on. Acknowledging your fears gives you power over them, rather than letting them control you.

Rae: I wouldn’t give it the satisfaction. I’d probably laugh and tell it to find someone else to scare. Giving a monster your fears is like giving it a weapon. I’d rather keep my fears to myself and use them to fuel my strength.

Interviewer: Would you give away secret information if tortured? Be honest.

Rick: (serious) I’d like to say no, but everyone has a breaking point. It’s about how long you can hold out and what you can do to protect those secrets as long as possible. I’d resist as much as I could, for as long as I could, especially if it meant protecting Adisa.

Rae: I feel the same, but I’d hold out as long as I could. Torture breaks everyone eventually, but the key is to hold out long enough to find another way out, to protect those you care about for as long as possible.

Interviewer: Who could you trust most with a secret?

Rick: Adisa. Always. We’ve been through too much together. There’s a bond there that’s unbreakable, and I know she’d protect any secret with her life.

Rae: Lena. Without a doubt. Her loyalty and friendship is unwavering, and I know she’d keep my secrets safe, just as I have always kept hers.

Interviewer: You have been caught somewhere you shouldn’t be! Quick, what is your excuse?

Rick: (laughing) I was just making sure everything was secure. Can’t be too careful. I’d try to make it seem like I was there for a reason, to avoid suspicion and buy myself some time.

Rae: I’d just say I was lost. People usually believe a lost traveler. It’s a simple excuse, but sometimes the simplest explanations are the most believable.

Interviewer: How good is your sleep schedule?

Rick: Not great. Nightmares don’t help. The past has a way of haunting you when you close your eyes, and there are always things to worry about, plans to make, and people to protect.

Rae: Nonexistent. Always on edge. Sleep is a luxury when you’re constantly on guard, but you learn to take rest when you can, even if it’s just a few minutes here and there.

Interviewer: Do you have any siblings? If so, is your relationship good?

Rick: Adisa is like a sister to me. Our bond is strong, even if it’s not by blood. We look out for each other and support each other. She’s my family.

Rae: No blood siblings, but Rick and Adisa are my chosen family. We’ve built a bond that’s just as strong, if not stronger, than any blood ties.

Interviewer: What’s the toughest time you had to endure growing up?

Rick: The transition from childhood to warrior. The training was brutal. But it was necessary. It taught me discipline, strength, and the importance of protecting those who can’t protect themselves.

Rae: Same. Learning to fend for myself after losing everything. It was a trial by fire, but it made me who I am today. Stronger, tougher, and ready for anything.

Interviewer: What’s your relationship with your family like?

Rick: My parents are gone, but the memories are good. Adisa and I are like family now. We support each other through everything, and that bond is unbreakable.

Rae: My family is gone. But Rick and Adisa fill that void. They’re my family now, and I’d do anything to protect them.

Interviewer: Do you have any hobbies? If so, what ones?

Rick: Woodworking. It’s calming. There’s something therapeutic about creating something with your hands, something tangible and lasting.

Rae: Hunting and carving wood figures. It’s a way to clear my mind and focus on something other than the battles we face. Plus, it’s practical.

Interviewer: Do you dream often? What do you dream about?

Rick: Too often. Mostly about the past. The things I’ve lost, the people I couldn’t save. But also about a better future, one where we’re free from fear and tyranny.

Rae: Same here. The past and what the future holds. Dreams can be a way to process what’s happened, but they can also be a source of hope.

Interviewer: Have you ever been in love?

Rick: (pausing, glances over at Rae without turning his head to avoid eye contact) Yes, once. But things changed. We grew apart, and now we’re just good friends. Adisa will always hold a special place in my heart, but Kirjani and I both knew it wasn’t meant to be.

Rae: (glaring at Rick) Yes. It’s complicated. Love isn’t always straightforward, and sometimes it’s about finding a balance between your feelings and your responsibilities.

Kirjani: (appearing out of the dark corner of the room where the ceiling lights casts shadow) Aww, how sweet! I didn’t know you two were such romantics. Lena is gonna be so mad at you two for holding back on her for so long? Rae, you didn't answer the question. Who's the lucky one?

Rae: (blushing slightly) Ani? This completely mysterious person; you must know... it’s someone who challenges me, who sees past my defenses. Someone who’s strong but has a gentle heart. Ani1, I mean it that’s all you’re getting out of me.

Kirjani: (smiling with all 101 torture hijinks in mind) Well, well, looks like we have a mystery on our hands. Don't worry, Rae, your secret is safe with us. For now. Her archetype is a hybrid sorceresses, lunatic and trickster. Explicitly on no

Rick: (chuckling) You know she isn't gonna let this go now, Rae.

Rae: (rolling her eyes but smiling) I know, but some things are worth keeping close to the chest.

Kirjani: (grinning) Oh, come on, Rae. We all have our secrets. But you know I’m here for you, no matter what.

Interviewer: Well, that certainly adds some intrigue... doesn't it? Let’s continue. What is your least favorite thing in the world?

Rick: Injustice. Can’t stand it. Seeing people suffer because of those in power infuriates me. It’s why I fight.

Rae: Cruelty. Especially towards the innocent. There’s no excuse for it, and it’s something I will never tolerate.

Interviewer: What is your biggest pet peeve?

Rick: People who don’t listen. When you’ve seen what we’ve seen, you know how important it is to pay attention to the details.

Rae: Hypocrisy. People who say one thing and do another. It’s infuriating.

Interviewer: Would you consider yourself different?

Rick: Definitely. My experiences have shaped me in ways I never expected. I’ve had to adapt, to become stronger, to survive. It’s made me different, but it’s also made me who I am.

Rae: Same here. Different, but stronger. My past has forged me into a fighter, someone who won’t back down.

Interviewer: How far would you go to save a loved one?

Rick: As far as it takes. No limits. I’d sacrifice anything to protect those I care about, especially Adisa.

Rae: All the way. No hesitation. Family, whether by blood or bond, is everything.

Interviewer: Would you team up with your worst enemy if it was your only option?

Rick: If it meant saving lives, yes. Sometimes you have to make tough choices for the greater good.

Rae: I would. But I’d be watching my back. Trust is hard to come by, but sometimes you don’t have a choice.

Interviewer: What is the worst insult you can give?

Rick: Calling someone a coward. It strikes at their core.

Rae: Traitor. Nothing worse than betrayal.

Interviewer: What is the nicest thing someone could say to you?

Rick: That I made a difference. Knowing that my actions had a positive impact means everything.

Rae: That I’m trusted. Trust is earned, and it’s the highest compliment.

Interviewer: Are you a jealous person?

Rick: Not really. I’ve learned that jealousy is a waste of energy.

Rae: I can be, dude! I try my best not to let it show. It’s a human emotion, but it’s better to focus on what you can control.

Interviewer: Have you ever committed a crime?

Rick: Depends on your definition of crime. I’ve broken laws to protect others, but I stand by my actions.

Rae: Same. In some eyes, yes. But it’s about survival and justice.

Interviewer: Are you neat or messy?

Rick: Neat. Can’t stand chaos. Order helps me think clearly.

Rae: A bit of both. Depends on the situation. Sometimes you need order, other times you need flexibility.

Interviewer: How do you feel about crying? Let it out or hold it in?

Rick: Hold it in. But sometimes it’s necessary. It’s a release, a way to process emotions.

Rae: Let it out. It’s healing. Holding it in only makes it worse.

Interviewer: Who do you live for? Why?

Rick: For those I care about. They’re my reason. Adisa, especially. She’s my anchor.

Rae: My chosen family. Lena is like a baby sister to me. Rick, the older brother I never wanted. (she playfully elbows him hard in the stomach causing him to wince). And of course, the beautiful and sometimes... disturbing, Kirjani Channing. They give me purpose and strength.

Interviewer: Who has betrayed you most?

Rick: The nobility. They took everything. Their betrayal is what fuels my fight.

Rae: Same. They’re the root of all my pain. Their actions have shaped my path.

Interviewer: What style of accessories do you wear? Is it willingly?

Rick: Practical stuff. Weapons, tools. It’s all about function.

Rae: I would have to agree again, practicality over fashion.

Interviewer: Thank you both for your time. This has been enlightening.

Rick: Anytime.

Rae: Thank you, this was fun. Glad to share.

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[crazykuroneko]

IWTV S2E5 Musings

Long ass note under the cut, but tl;dr Louis & Old Daniel is my new brotp. Armand can't take it away from me. And Armand has a PhD in gaslighting

• The impersonal statements Daniel pointing out. The implanted phrases Armand supposedly gave to Louis. Somehow my mind recalls the "vampire bond" explanation. The way Louis said it in S1 is like he's reading from a book.

• Current Louis knows Santiago's plotting

• Of course Armand is a lame crypto man 😭

• "His methodology is never violent" Oh, Louis

• "Armand preserves my happiness, even when I don't or can't" 🚨

• Louis still likes his coffin lined with a green silk 😭

• Young Daniel acts like a loser. I'm so sorry, I'm trying to take him seriously but he's funny lol

• "You're lonely. You're thrill seeking" Oh he reads him so bad. Why Louis stay with Armand tho?

• Louis and Young Daniel are just saying exactlyyyyy to one another lol

• Louis was agitated when Young Daniel pointed out the use of past tense on Claudia

• Louis is already in suicidal mind set even before Armand comes

• Interesting. The way Louis is reading his thoughts here. As in literal reading. He can't be in Daniel's mind (e.g. seeing what Daniel is seeing), his ability is limited to what Daniel's thinking. And Daniel is not thinking to himself, he just opens the Talamasca recordings right away. Thus Louis can only feel Hesitation from his mind, bu he doesn't know exactly what for

• "You don't have enough to fear from Paris?" On revealing their nature. I knew Louis had the man in the park an Roget. But why does this sound something bigger happened in Paris with the humans?

• "Is it the gremlin or good nurse tonight?" Well, he decided to be both tonight 💀

• "Throw pillow" "Use Claudia just to circle back to Lestat" So rich of him to shade Louis for his guilt over Claudia when he's the one who killed her.

• "It's all coming back" "Paris.." Louis forgets most of Paris?

• "She's calling me" I wonder if Louis is remembering Claudia calling him during her last moments

• No, I don't think Armand expected or waited for Louis to come into the sun like that. But he's definitely MAD because of that

• Armand is on mission to figure out what makes Young Daniel and Lestat interesting to Louis. Because Louis said he's dull

• "An instinct to self-efface" yes, both Daniel and Louis have that

• Armand kept Louis writhing in pain w/o blood for 4 days???

• Not @ Dubai Louis still giving excuses for Armand to Daniel 😭

• Armand calling Lestat. Lestat doesn't know where Louis is. Armand refuses to tell where they are.

• "You try! You were there!" Newfound friends found bickering lol

• "If you want insanity back, if you want to escape this prison of emphaty" Armand really says "Yes, I'm caging you, but you think this is bad? Well, you had it worse with him you wanna go back there??"

• Armand's tone during the coffin scene is very soft, but he's actually making himself clear he's mad MAD. Mad that Louis is trying to goad Lestat back to him again through the interview. Seeing how Louis always fast to reassure Armand with "all I said is trash" about Lestat, this is definitely an old problem to them. It makes me curious what made Louis stay with Armand post-Paris. What happened in Paris exactly? Lestat definitely knows Louis is alive and with Armand, unlike in the books. What has made him stay away? Did Louis pull a Nicki on him in Paris? Edit: wait, what if Armand reaches out to Lestat here is the equivalent of him going to NOLA in TVL and goes "news flash, Louis is actually alive. we were/are together"? Daniel doesn't hear Armand's first sentence to Lestat. and by that time, Louis does know lestat is alive but still numb 🤔 Armand mentions if Louis wants Lestat to chase him again, that's definitely about Lestat coming to Paris after the patricide.

• "All you had to do was ask" he says to the burnt Louis who is in need of his blood. A war flashback to "The silence is cruel. But you're never cruel" but in worse condition.

• Armand, making it clear he is extremely mad at Louis for trying to reach Lestat, that Louis is ungrateful cos he's been treating him better than Lestat, then dangling this channel of communication to Lestat in front of him, making Louis feels bad and coercing him to reassure him again. Armand has a PhD in gaslighting.

• The words from Armand afterwards. Louis certainly knows his answer but well, you can't answer that if you don't want Armand blowing up again.

• Armand only answers Louis back with Maitre once Louis assures him that he will stay with him.

• "I'm a bright young reporter with a point of view" Young Daniel is full of life and optimistic. Stubborn, refusing Armand's words, but they work. Then Louis came, saying it back to him, give him more words to re-find that motivation to live. Give him words to live on.

• Ngl I almost teared up to this scene with Louis and Old Daniel. They're precious as friends.

• To alter and surpress Daniel's memory, Daniel is already under a stage where he's very easy to be influenced and they give more drugs again.

• Old Daniel beeds to stay alive. I want Louis has one (1) friend that call out his and his boyfriend(s)' bullshits 😭

[crystallizsch]

I come bearing another song suggestion— I’m 90% sure you’re already familiar with Ang Huling El bimbo (Eraserheads) but but! Ang huling Cha-cha (Bini) They’re more like a P-pop group… but I love their songs lol

Suggesting this cause of your response to Sheepy’s ask lol

(about this post hfhdjdj)

okay first of all THAT’S THE NAME??? for some reason that song never fails to play during family gatherings when i was a kid you brought back so many memories omg

anyways-

this song (and their other songs) are a vibe honestly???

p-pop,,, i've only been getting into that genre recently tbh and i kinda like it 😭 namely ive been listening to SB19 and ALAMAT

also the lyrics you specifically chose i know it’s supposed to be angst but reading them all i can imagine is jamil somersaulting backwards trying to avoid you (and his feelings) HELP what is my imagination doing rn

the happy tunes does not match the lyrics AT ALL and yknow what that’ll always be one of my favorite type of songs lMao

okay time to overanalyze/commentate on some of these lines i am very much not insane 🤓 (and gonna very very roughly translate to my understanding and i might be wrong)

i could just look up official translations but that’s not fun and sometimes they don’t sound right >:(

Akala ko masaya ang pag-ibig ‘pag nagkatagpo na ng katuwang Posibilidad na hindi ko naisip ay ako lang pala ang nakaramdam

why am i being attacked right out the gate 💀

“i thought loving is fun if you find someone, there’s a possibility i didn’t think i’m the only one who feels it”

ONE-SIDED AFFECTION ???¿¿?? pain…. im imagining a lovestruck yuusha during the first year at nrc-

and then role reversal when yuusha moves on post-nrc and jamil is instead caught missing her 😔

One step forward, two steps back, bawat apak ay kay bigat Kung 'di mo kayang sumeryoso, tumambling ka a lang papalayo

first part is already in english so -> “each step is heavy, if you cant take this seriously just tumble away”

okay i admit this part i probably took a little too literally and it’s the part im cackling at 😭

gymnastics somersaulting jamil,,, why are you backflipping your feelings away come back here-

Nakakapagod na magcha-cha, cha-cha kasama ka

idk if there’s a more specific way to translate “cha-cha” but i think it’s literally just a dance

so -> “it’s tiring to dance with you”

I CAN NEVER ESCAPE THE DANCING METAPHORS CAN I. BUT THIS TIME IT’S SAD HELP ME 😭😭😭

all this dancing, all this back and forth… one step forward, two steps back-

they never got to anywhere like it was never meant to be 😔😔😔😔

[blushyeleven]

tickletober - DAY 22

role reversal

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summary: regina thinks it’s funny to tease Janis about her ticklishness, until Janis tries to get her back.. meeting her with slight disappointment.

characters: lee!regina, ler!janis

warnings: a bit of swearing, hardly any tickles, a bit shitty💀

𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔

regina and janis sat on regina’s bed, the familiar pink walls surrounding them. it had been years since they’d spent much time together like this since elementary school ended, they’d grown apart, but every now and then they’d reconnect for a day, mostly out of nostalgia. regina leaned back against the headboard, a mischievous glint in her eyes, legs crossed and a lazy smile on her lips.

“you know,” regina started, her voice smooth and playful, “you really haven’t changed much, janis.” janis glanced at her, suspicious. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“i mean, you’re still the most ticklish person on the planet.” regina’s eyes sparkled as she said it, her fingers tapping lightly on the bed. “i remember when we were kids, i just had to poke you, and you’d lose it.”

janis rolled her eyes, crossing her arms defensively. “so what? it’s not like it’s a big deal.” “oh, but it is,” regina mused, a smirk spreading across her face. “it’s surprisingly adorable.” she leaned in slightly, her hand moving closer to janis, as if testing the waters. “i bet you’re still just as bad now as you were back then.”

janis shifted uncomfortably, but tried to keep her cool. “seriously, regina, don’t.”

regina ignored her, continuing, her tone teasing. “remember that one summer, when i barely touched your sides, and you screamed so loud my mom thought you’d hurt yourself?” she laughed softly, clearly enjoying this trip down memory lane.

janis gritted her teeth, the irritation rising in her chest. “yeah, well, that was a long time ago.”

“i bet you’re still that bad.” regina’s fingers danced in the air, threatening, but not quite touching.

janis narrowed her eyes, feeling the heat of embarrassment mixed with a strange sense of defiance. “you think you’re so funny” she muttered, swatting at regina’s hand to keep it away.

“oh, i know i am” regina said, laughing softly. “besides, it’s not like you can handle it. just one little poke…” she trailed off, wiggling her fingers near janis’ side, not actually touching, but coming close enough to make janis twitch in anticipation.

“stop it” janis grumbled, swatting at her again. “you’re the worst.”

“no, you’re just too sensitive.” regina’s voice was like silk, light and teasing. “ticklish people are so predictable. it’s too easy.”

that was the final straw for janis. without thinking, she lunged forward, her hands darting out toward regina’s sides, aiming to give her a taste of her own medicine. she’d never tried to tickle regina before.. honestly, the idea had never crossed her mind until now. but regina had it coming, and janis was ready to make her squirm.

her fingers pressed into regina’s sides, wiggling slightly, expecting to hear laughter erupt from her. but instead, regina just flinched slightly, her body tensing, and a small giggle escaped her lips; barely a reaction.

janis blinked, surprised. “wait… seriously?” she tried again, digging in a little more, her fingers trailing up regina’s ribs, but still, the reaction was minimal. regina twisted slightly, biting her lip, but there were no hysterics, no wild thrashing like janis had expected.

“oh my god,” janis muttered, half to herself. “you’re barely ticklish.” regina smirked, raising an eyebrow. “what, did you think i’d be as bad as you?”

janis stared at her, completely thrown off. “i mean… yeah, kind of.” regina shrugged casually, as if the whole thing was no big deal. “sorry to disappoint.”

janis frowned, still trying to process this. she’d always assumed everyone was as ticklish as she was, but now, feeling regina barely react under her hands, it was like her world had been flipped upside down. determined not to give up, she decided to double down, trying different spots, regina’s stomach, her ribs, even her feet, but nothing worked. regina giggled softly here and there, but it was clear she wasn’t nearly as ticklish as janis had hoped.

“this is so unfair,” janis grumbled, frustrated. she kept at it for another minute, her fingers moving faster, more desperate, but it was no use. regina was just… too calm, too composed.

regina laughed, pushing janis’ hands away gently. “you’re wasting your time,” she said, her voice light and teasing.

“ugh,” janis groaned, flopping back onto the bed, defeated. “this sucks.”

regina chuckled, shifting closer to her, her hand resting on janis’ arm. “you really thought you could get me back, huh?” “well.. yeah..”” janis muttered, still sulking.

regina leaned down slightly, her voice low and teasing. “but you know what? i think it’s cute that you tried.” she reached out and gently poked janis’ side, causing her to flinch again. “you’re still as ticklish as ever. some things never change.”

janis glared at her, but there was no real anger behind it. “your such a loser.” regina grinned, her eyes softening. “maybe. but at least i’m not as ticklish as you, so whose the real loser here?”

[thegamingcatmom]

Anon making way through resi 8 for miri

Mia telling us Ethan wasn't normal

And then we see Ethan waking up???!

Why is it so moving to just see him despite him supposedly being dead and despite that info and talking to Eveline, his only thought is his daughter and he has to save her it's just so touching like 🥺

Also the Duke finds him and is taking him to miranda good man he is

Miri gets the baby

Starts dripping mold from one eye

And then she starts to weaken? With Eva taking form???

But also the fight afterwards

Is like??? The most elegant fight so far?? Like she's just gliding around with wings at points and she's so graceful despite well the whole situation of her trying to kill Ethan

Ethan after that fight holding rose and breaking down?!

I cry at him giving rose to Chris

Telling her to be strong take care of her

And then he pushes them away to sacrifice himself so they can escape I-☹️🥺😢😭

Also the end scene of rose grown up

(MOSTLY) MIA RANT UNDER THE CUT.

(Sorry not sorry.)

Mia telling us Ethan wasn't normal

Yeah, the fact that Mia knew her hubby was "special" makes me wonder just how and when she came to that conclusion? I mean, she´s probably been prescripted her meds right after the Baker incident, so I guess that did raise the question of whether her husband has sustained some lasting "damage" as well. Or maybe it´s more the fact he didn´t show any lasting damage in the first place? Maybe that´s what urged her to investigate? Can´t get the researcher out of a girl, after all...

But like, did she secretly take a sample of his blood and had it checked or smt? (Something I can totally see her doing, btw.) Did he cut himself with a knife at some point and, due to his insane regenerative abilities, his wound closed up so quickly that Mia just drew the conclusion? ANYHOW-

Mia is basically a much less unhinged version of Miranda. Their freaks match so well in a way that is absolutely sinful, and I will forever be smad that we got Ethan instead of Mia as the protag in Village. Like, can you imagine the sexual tension of two mothers facing off in a battle for what each of them considers hers?? Can you imagine their lines as well?? You can bet your ass they would´ve destroyed each other through verbal sparring alone because yall just know my girl Mia ain´t a pushover. She´s the kind of woman who, as Ethan put it, "is scary when she gets angry."

...I fully believe that.

(She was going easy on Chris here, cmon.)

I mean, just look at her eyes. That fire, that passion.

THE FINGER. ☝️💀

Yall know shit´s getting real when The Finger comes into play. 😭

A mother´s love is the most powerful force on earth, and both Mia and Miranda would stop at nothing to get back what is theirs. Now, imagine all that fire COMBINED, I-

...Also-

CAN SOMEONE PLS TELL ME WHAT "EXPERIMENTS" MIA HAS BEEN PUT THROUGH IN MIRANDA´S LAB, PLS AND TY. 🫠

I mean-

At least Birb Momma made sure Mia wouldn´t freeze? I guess? Like, that is firewood in the gif there, right? ...Right?? 👀

AND ALSO-

Let´s not forget she was gonna whack who she probably thought was Miranda over the head when Chris opened her cell. I would´ve LOVED to see Miranda´s reaction. Maybe Mia´s tried pulling that stunt before and Birb Mama was just like-

PLS TELL ME YALL SEE THAT DYNAMIC TOO?? 😭

I also wanna know what her plans were for Mia once she would´ve gotten Eva back. Like, would she have just "forgotten" about her? Gotten rid of her?

...Or maybe she had different plans entirely? 🫠

(Is my current WIP kinda blending into this post? Mayhaps. 🤷🏻‍♀️)

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SIDERANT:

I rewatched some of Chris´s part to study Mia´s behavior when she spills the beans, and at the beginning of the vid he was like "I took Ethan in case Miranda infected him" and it got me thinking.

Like, yknow, it never occured to me that the Ciorbă de Legumes Miranda!Mia was cooking up at the beginning of the game might actually contain CADOU???? WHA- 💀

I mean, I just always assumed she was gonna poison him or smt. Yknow, just kill him slowly and painfully right then and there so she wouldn´t have to deal with him anymore. But the more I think about it, the more it makes sense.

Mia sending her husband to put their daughter to bed is totally something a doting mother and wife would do. Absolutely. But, in the context of Village, it would also absolutely make sense for Miranda to get Ethan off her back long enough to be able to add a lil extra "seasoning".

And then we see Ethan waking up???! Why is it so moving to just see him despite him supposedly being dead and despite that info and talking to Eveline, his only thought is his daughter and he has to save her it's just so touching like

I thought the whole thing was sad af. Ethan realising he´s been a dead man walking all along - both figuratively and literally - is just so tragic. The only thing that keeps him going is his daughter, which only adds salt to the wound, really.

And then you have Eveline mocking him like-

😭😭😭

Also the Duke finds him and is taking him to miranda good man he is

Yeahhh, tbh? To this day, I don´t quite know what to make of the Duke. He´s not really "evil", but he´s no saint either. He´s doing what he´s doing mostly because it benefits him in one way or another. If he doesn´t think a good deal will come of it, I doubt he´ll bother.

With that said, I think the main (if not the only) reason he rescued Ethan was to "get back" at Miranda for destroying his source of income, aka: the village and its people.

I´d love to think of the Duke as an honorable man, but...sad reality is: he´s probs not. At least not the canon version. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Starts dripping mold from one eye And then she starts to weaken? With Eva taking form???

The mold dripping from one eye is Miranda weakening, yes. And the reason her power is leaving her is actually Rose herself (or so I´ve read). Even as a baby, Rose is so powerful that the "data" (Eva´s consciousness) can´t get through. Her lil body is instinctively pushing back against an invasive force, so Eva never actually gets the chance to "take form." It´s Rose all along, which is why Miranda is so upset in the first place.

Rose basically "saps" Miranda´s powers.

"My power...is leaving me!"

But also the fight afterwards Is like??? The most elegant fight so far?? Like she's just gliding around with wings at points and she's so graceful despite well the whole situation of her trying to kill Ethan

IKR. Birb Momma is just a feast for the eyes in pretty much every situation, ain´t she?? She´s beauty, she´s grace-

SHE´LL FLAP YOU IN THE FACE WITH THEM GIANT WINGS. 🪽

Ethan after that fight holding rose and breaking down?! I cry at him giving rose to Chris Telling her to be strong take care of her And then he pushes them away to sacrifice himself so they can escape I-☹️🥺😢😭

I ugly cried during this. I still do, every time I see it. Ethan´s death was just so unexpected and heartbreaking after everything he´s been through. Like, that man fought his way through hell TWICE to get his family back, so I didn´t expect his ending to be so tragic. I didn´t think he would be gone for good, yknow? He deserved better. 😭

Village was the first Resi game I cried over. 😢

Also the end scene of rose grown up

Yeah, always gets me teary eyed. So bittersweet. 🥹

Btw, there´s a DLC called "Shadows of Rose" that I highly recommend you play/watch. I myself haven´t played it yet cause I wanna finish Village first, but that´s the next game on my list. It features more Birb Momma as well ofc, and, this time around, she´s even more unhinged, if you can believe it. That woman´s OBSESSED, lemme tell ya. The LINES she drops-

"You are mine now."

UHSJAHSDFKAJSFKALSDF

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Thanks for your ask and congrats on finishing Village! 💋💪

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hii can i please request kaeya & thoma (separate) with an s/o who gets emotional and maybe tears up a bit when they see the boys making breakfast for them for the first time. s/o has struggled a lot with loneliness and the realization that maybe they won't be alone anymore makes them emotional, tysm

oooh!!! this is super cute oh my GODD!! <3 im not sure if u were asking for HCs but i decided to make mini one shots/drabbles for them both!

pairing: kaeya x gn!reader, thoma x gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: enjoy it! tysm for requesting 💞 sorry for taking so long, i was procrastinating horribly… i ended up making reader be full on crying tears since it makes more sense and for some reason ended up writing a shit ton for thoma 💀

KAEYA — ❄️

You were always tossed aside and left alone, you were used to it. But that doesn’t mean you never felt pain from being lonely, you hated it a lot. You couldn’t do anything about it, not until you came across Kaeya. As cliche as it sounds, he helped you become the person you were now.

Kaeya helped you with your confidence and introverted personality, introducing you to his friends. Naturally, you became friends with them as well. You were so grateful to be dating a great person like him.

You woke up with Kaeya, not at your side, and you panicked since he didn’t usually leave without a word. You had a few irrational fears and were a huge overthinker. So you rushed out of bed in hopes of finding Kaeya still home. You stepped out of your room and the panic left your system as the fresh aroma of food was in the air, you inhaled it in then smiled in relief. He was still home.

You quickly freshened up and made your way to the kitchen, you felt your heart racing. Your boyfriend stood in front of the stove, his hair was in a pretty low braid. The morning sun shined on him, making him look more angelic than ever.

You snuck behind him and wrapped your arms around him, Kaeya tensed at your touch but he realized it was you and then relaxed. “I see you finally decided to wake up, eh? You were in a deep sleep and you looked so cute, I couldn’t bring myself to wake you up,” he teased and he set his hand on your arm, he smiled as felt warm in your embrace.

You stayed quiet, and all of your memories flashed into your mind. How you were treated, and how alone you were. The negative thoughts which you thought would never end, but you were proven wrong. You now had a reason and escaped that tunnel of darkness. The light that saved you was in your arms.

All the emotions exploded in your heart and your eyes teared up, you finally knew that you weren’t alone. Your arms tightened around Kaeya and he let out a small laugh, “I see you missed me in your sleep!” He continued to laugh until he heard your small sniffles, he tried to turn around to look at you but you still held tight.

“You okay, my love?” His hand caressed your arm and he felt your head nod against his back. He turned off the stove as he continued to hear your silent sobs, he didn’t say another word. His hand set onto yours and intertwined with it gently.

“I’m sorry for crying like this, this is all so foreign to me. I’ve never had anything like this. I’ve never had someone so caring and loving as you by my side. My dream was to not be alone, and you made it come true. I kept on dreaming, unrealistically. Though, they all came to be true all because of you. Thank you, my love, thank you so much. I love you Kaeya.”

You said still holding onto him from behind, the love dripping off of your words like honey. It was so sweet and strong. It sparked an ignition deep in his heart, what he thought died long ago. He finally turned around and brought you close to him, he leaned down onto your shoulder; a shaky sigh slip past his lips.

“I have no words, sweetheart… I love you so much too. I would do anything that makes you happy for you. You’re going to be stuck with me forever. I hope you’re fine with that,” Kaeya held on for dear life, his arms around you in a lock.

He got emotional at your sweet words, it caught him off guard in the best way possible. You smile through your tears, and with another quick nod you sobbed out,

“Stuck with you? Forever? I’m perfect with that.”

THOMA — 🍡

Thoma was quite the pursuer, it might not seem like it but he can be determined at times. He conquered your heart by being persistent, and patient. He had always noticed you alone, going to the same shop he did, daily. You caught his attention and curiosity, even when he didn’t need to buy more groceries he visited just to see you.

He wasn’t alone in this, you also noticed him. Though you ignored him and your insane attraction to him. (At least you thought it was insane). No matter, because he constantly approached you and had strict convos with you.

You didn’t have much of friends, but you never made an effort to make any. You had accepted you would be lonely for a while, but you weren’t against it. That being said, it also hurt at times when you needed someone. But you couldn’t blame anybody else but yourself.

That started to fade away once Thoma tried to be your friend. You felt fine being alone but now you’ve interacted with someone genuinely you wanted more. You needed more. So you gave in and became acquainted with Thoma.

It started with small talks here and there, to him walking you home. Then Thoma greeted you at your door at night, with food he made for you. You guys grew closer and closer as all the months passed, at that point you were also familiar with the Kamisato siblings.

Not only that, he successfully made you his own. He was so happy to have you and to be yours. You felt just as lucky.

You were in a deep slumber, and Thoma had invaded your house. He wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed, you haven’t been able to eat well due to being busy recently. He was concerned for your health, so he decided he’d make you the tastiest meal ever.

Tray in hand, he walked steadily into your room. He set it on your table and sat next to you on your bed, he smiled at you sleeping peacefully. He made you lay on your back and gave kisses all around your face to wake you up.

“Wake up, i made you breakfast~ I don’t want it to get cold!”

He tapped on your temple gently and with that, you were now awake. Your eyes opened slowly and you saw the figure of Thoma, you smiled lightly and then lazily reached your arms out.

He happily went into your embrace, he held you then nuzzled into your neck. “Good morning Thoma,” you groaned out and wrapped your arms around him. He slipped out of the hug and made you sit up. He reached over to your table and grabbed the tray carefully.

You rubbed your eyes and stared at the food he set in front of you. “I made all of your favorite food, I know you’ve been working hard these days so I wanted to give you a little something to relish,” Thoma placed his hand on your head and soothed your hair.

You blinked and something in you exploded. You glanced at Thoma and saw the most loving expression ever. His gentle, captivating eyes, and his beautiful smile. Your heart clenched at the sweet sight of him, and his clear expressions of love for you.

Your hand found its way to your mouth as you started to tear up. Thoma noticed immediately and his smile faltered in a flash, he pushed the tray of food to the side and then hugged you.

“Hey, no no, why are you crying? Did something happen while you were busy during those days?” He questioned in a frantic tone.

You sobbed loudly like you never have ever. Your emotions were a mix of relief and happiness, you weren’t ever going to be lonely again, not with Thoma. You were fine with it before, but you never want to go through it again.

Your hands clenched onto his shirt as you cried into his shoulders, “Thoma… You’re the sweetest person ever. I couldn’t ever be more grateful for having someone like you in my life. With you, I am so happy. You’ve helped bring out the parts of me, that I needed. I can now smile a genuine smile and go about my days happily. I love you so much, I couldn’t even explain it in words. But I’ll spend the rest of my life looking for those words with you, so you can see even a glance of my love for you. Thank you for everything.”

Thoma was astonished, at how hard you were crying and your words. You weren’t the type to be this expressive of your feelings, he was beyond shaken. His arms tightened around you and he continued to comfort you until your cries became sniffles.

He then spoke, “I love you so much too, my sunflower. I’m so glad that someone as insignificant as me was able to do such a thing. Nothing too would be able to capture the true nature of my love for you, it’s too complex for others to understand. It is only you, who can understand with nothing needed. Which is why you deserve all of it, once again I love you.” His hand circled your back and you melted into his touch.

Your heart was now completely unlocked, it had finally found the key needed for these new emotions. You broke from the hug with a smile and gave him a deep kiss, he then returned the kiss. You pulled away from the kiss and then wiped your tears away, you looked over to the food and felt your stomach growl.

“Hehe, well what’re ya waiting for? Eat up silly!” Thoma giggled and set the tray on your lap.

You took a small bite and your eyes sparkled, it exploded on your tastebuds. “You’re definitely staying with me forever, no one cooks as you do.”

“No complaints, not like I wasn’t planning to do that already too.”