#i always find a way to cheat somehow haha

[triglycercule]

killer should know about dumb video game meta stuff ike i-frames and animation cancels and critting amd breaking out of bounds and use it to his advantage in fights. maybe he learned it from chara in something new as a silly little thing to try out because theyre already teaching him all this bullshit on killing so whos to say a video game character cant learn a player's cheats?? he's already interacted and collaborated with a player before i think its fair he knows tricks on how to cheat undertale's fighting system

everything's all fine and dandy in a fight against killer (no it isn't) until you see him glitching around and somehow phasing through your attacks. he looks ridiculous but it gets the job done

[saerins]

ᯓ ᝰ RIGHT HERE .ᐟ — touya todoroki

touya x female reader. content tags modern au, childhood sweetheart!touya, both are working adults, making out, mentions of infidelity/murder, he’s a tease. word count 1.7k

ᯓ notes .ᐟ haha can you tell i love touya too much rn ? just getting back into writing so have some of my touya :) thanks to any of you who read this <3

“touya, you’re gonna make me late for work tomorrow,” you whine, pouting as he wins you in yet another round of super smash bros. (and hence you’d have to stay up and continue playing at his behest.)

beside you, touya smirks, rows of pearly white visible while he clearly enjoys tormenting you. “weren’t you the one who said you needed a distraction?”

you grumble as you take the couch pillow and hold it over your face, groaning in frustration. touya’s right; you’d called him right after dinner, practically forced him to come after you figured out that you’re actually not as strong you thought and you’re actually still really upset that your ex cheated on you.

it’s only pathetic because it’s already been a couple of months and you’re still wallowing over it somehow.

“you know, i bet all that frustration will go away if you just let me kill that fucker,” touya tells you, flicking your forehead as leans forward, yanking the cushion off your face.

unamused, you deadpan at him. “yeah? then what am i gonna do when you’re in jail, huh?”

touya snickers, “aww, what? can’t handle being without me?”

in a strange way, your honest answer is definitely not. you’ve known touya forever. ever since you were five and your families connected at a preschool event. ever since your friend fuyumi introduced you to her brother. ever since touya confided in you how much he hated his father.

fast forward more than a decade later and you’re both sitting in your apartment, in a different state than either of your families, still as close as you were when you were kids.

you glare at touya, rolling your eyes before scrunching your nose and smirking at him. “actually, go ahead, i’ll go find myself a better guy while you rot in the cell.”

your best friend scoffs, cocking a brow and looking like he’s offended. “i off someone for you and you don’t marry me immediately? the fuck is wrong with you?”

the shit-eating grin that dawns on his face immediately after makes your heart skip a beat. yeah, you’ve always found him attractive, maybe even had a crush on him back in high school, but he’d always had girls after girls, and somewhere along the way you learned to stuff those flimsy emotions back down.

until you remember that he’s been single for a while now, and the fact that you’re both working adults with all the freedom in the world.

fuck, you really shouldn’t go back there.

“haha, funny,” you try to wave it off sarcastically. “says the one who told his ex that he just sees me as a little sister.”

he laughs, leaning back against the couch, a hand behind his head, abs sticking out from the edge of his shirt. it takes you a second to rein yourself in, not wanting to get teased relentlessly by him if you get caught staring.

“hey, she was getting jealous of me spending so much time with you! what was i supposed to say?”

yes, you’re aware. most of them were. most of the time you never told touya about any of that; of how his girlfriends were coming up to you, all insecure about your friendship and asking if you could back off. that was the most common thing among all his relationships: the girls’ pleas for you to keep a distance.

you did… the first few times.

and after his fifth relationship, you realised that touya would always pull you back close. would always end up breaking up with them if your friendship is causing them too much worry.

“you didn’t have to say anything, maybe you should’ve just kept your distance, you know? since most of them seemed to have a problem with it,” you comment, trying to act as nonchalant as possible, though even you don’t believe yourself.

a life without touya is unimaginable for you. even if you can’t really say the same for him.

touya sighs, shifting in his position before ultimately putting an arm around you, pulling you close. he smells like your soap and his hair against your face tickles.

he’s always like this; always touchy, always close. recently he’s been more than usual, coming over and sleeping the night (you never did anything physical!), chasing other guys away at the club because they’re not good enough for you.

and when he’s like that, you think maybe there’s no harm in letting those long-lost feelings flow back.

it’s dangerous.

he’s always like this. always way too much for you to handle. and yet you can’t live without him.

and then he does something he’s never done before.

you feel his lips on your temple, and you hear the chuckle reverberating from his throat. his left arm around you holds you tight, not that you’re running anywhere—you’re pretty sure you’re frozen stiff from the shock.

did that really happen?

“how can i do that when you’re the only one i want?”

you’re sure that’s his voice. it can’t be anyone else’s. but you’re not sure if you believe him. is he really saying what you think he’s saying?

slowly, you turn to face him, expecting him to wear that smug grin and tease you for being so gullible but it never comes. instead, you’re greeted with his half-lidded eyes, blue pupils staring at your lips like he’s hypnotised, his thumb caressing your lower lip from left to right like he’s trying to memorise all the grooves.

it’s so soft that you barely recognise your own voice when it comes, “touya, kiss me.”

and maybe he’s always wanted to, because he doesn’t miss a beat. the second you open your mouth, he’s giving you what you asked for, his tongue prying your lips open and he tastes just like the warm in winter mornings, like the comfort people always dream about.

mint. you can taste the sweet from when he ate it right before he beat you in the game. you can feel the cold on the tip of your nose from when you brush against the piercings on his nostrils. you can feel him carry you onto his lap, feel his hands wrapping around your waist. you can feel his heartbeat under his chest, under your palm, almost as erratic as your own.

were you really just upset over someone else?

every relationship you’d been sad over suddenly didn’t seem to make sense anymore. not when touya’s right here, lips locked with yours and telling you more with his kiss than you’ve ever heard from his words.

by the time you pull away, both of you are breathless, his hand on your cheek, lips softly brushing over your own like he can’t bear to be away even for just a second. you can’t bring yourself to open your eyes, half overwhelmed and half confused.

“fuck, did we really just—”

“shh,” you hush him, putting a finger on his lips, suddenly embarrassed. your foreheads are still pressed together, and you can’t see it but he’s admiring your face, holding himself back from just kissing you even more.

touya moves your finger away. he whispers your name in the most gentle tone you’ve ever heard, “does that mean you feel the same?”

you swallow the lump in your throat, tongue-tied and still straddling your best friend on the couch. you’re just a single impulsive action away from going all the way.

dangerous.

pulling back even further, you’re about to make a break for your bedroom when touya pulls you back, making sure you face him.

“no running this time,” he tells you, voice raspy and his eyes flicking from your eyes to your nose and your lips but mostly your lips. “i want you,” he whispers, and the minute you lock gazes, the answer has never been more clear to you.

“i want you too, touya,” you answer, both excited and afraid but he never lets you harp on things too much because he’s already kissing you silly, barely letting you breathe—you don’t have to guess with him; he wants you so desperately you can feel it in his actions.

“touya, we should stop,” you whine, knowing that this might be going way too quick yet you want it all the same.

touya shakes his head, big hands slipping under your shirt and squeezing your waist. “no, don’t wanna stop,” he whispers into your mouth.

he’s about to pull your shirt over your head when the loud shrill of his phone interrupts. he would’ve tossed it to the side if you hadn’t taken it and insisted he should take it. it’s from shoto, after all. (he doesn’t call often, it’s a complicated relationship.)

grumbling, touya leans back, keeping your thighs in place so you can’t move away. he’s smirking at you as he answers, “shoto, what is it?”

you can’t hear his brother over the phone. you can only guess snippets of the conversation from touya’s end.

“huh.”

“what for?”

“you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”

“yeah, yeah, whatever.”

when he finally puts it down, he pulls you close by the chin, a glint of mischief in his grin. “get ready, doll.”

“huh? for what?”

touya gives you a peck on the lips. “family’s visiting, a surprise or whatever. they’re already in the city.”

you blink, praying he’s not being serious and wishing it’s not what you’re thinking. “okay, have fun!”

“and where do you think you’re going?” touya laughs, pulling you back down after you barely got back up.

“go spend some time with them, it’ll be fun.”

“oh i’m sure it’ll be fun,” he smirks, typing something into his phone and sending the message before you can sneak a peek.

you’re almost too scared to ask. but you do. “and why’s that?”

touya chuckles, thinking you’re way too stubborn, playing dumb even if it’ll kill you. but he guesses it’s fine if he has to spell it out for you. “because i wanna re-introduce you.”

“wait, what do you mean?”

with a gentle smile and a poke on your forehead, he looks you in the eyes. “i’m gonna introduce them to my future wife.”

[loveemagicpeace]

🦭Astro Notes💋🎧

🌊The people with whom you will share the most dark times or turn to in difficult times will be the people with whom you have 8th house synastry.

🌙When u have water moon u have very intense way of showing your emotions. And many times you feel things and people around you very deeply. Water moons have a very hard time emotionally letting go of someone or the feelings they have for someone or some thing. also water moons have the most amazing intuition so when water moon tells you something is probably true.

❤️‍🔥If you have water moon & fire mars, you can show your emotions in a very dramatic way. You will always somehow express your feelings fiery but at the same time emotional. You can be angry a lot of times and you can cry out of anger.

☕️I notice that people who have a lot of taurus energy or are taurus almost always wear trainers. They always want to feel comfortable and cozy. Also hoodies I think this is such taurus thing wearing a hoodie. They usually wear black clothes like when you say scorpio like black color I would say taurus love black color even more. They tend to be very introverted people and usually they don't like a lot of crowds and people. Usually don't like to go to parties I mean they like to party but prefer to be in their own comfortable space.

💧When u have cancer moon u can just drown in your sadness (listening to music all day and thinking about person or situation).

👀I don’t know if it is just me but i can not stand voice of people who has cancer rising sometimes haha. Nothing personal for people who has this placement. But every cancer rising I meet have like this anoying voice sometimes that they made ( especally when they ask for favor).

💋Let's talk about Venus signs. Venus in Sagittarius I always hear people say that they are cheaters or more freedom loving people or that they don't commit easily..but this is not true I know a lot of people who have Sagittarius Venus & are very committed in a relationship and when they choose someone they will stick to this one person they will love this person like forever. Also they are very passionate in love. I just think they are like virgo venuses -they are picky in love and if someone don't suits them enough they will not go for it. I know that Venus in Leo is a fixed Venus and it should be very committed but I also believe that Sagittarius venuses are more committed when they are in love. This is because Leo Venus is playful Venus. They like to play and Sag venus when they find meaning in person,relationship they will stick to this one because they truly believe and have faith for it.

💋One important thing people who have Venus & Mars in sag they have in sidereal actually Scorpio Mars & Venus so inside they are very deep so let's not forget about that!

🦭Scorpio venus will actually give love only to people they truly believe they are worth their love. They are very careful when they choose people around them because they often feel that they will betray them or at the same point cheat on them. So thats why they are careful when it comes to relationships and when they trust someone they will give all of their love and time to this one person. Also they don't share much of their relationship with other people. They like that relationship they have with this one person stays only between them.

🥥Taurus Moon -I feel like those people only share their love with people they only trust and feel comfortable to give and share their feelings with them. I think comfort is one of the most important thing with them. They love to be comfortable with the person so actually they love when people show up in hoodies or sweatpants -they like things like that & also movie nights. Or ride in the car and enjoy the music.

🫀Capricorn people are very realistic people maybe one of the most realistic people I know. They will tell you the hardest and crulest the truth u will ever hear. They are the real people. Capricorn has two sides dark and light. And their dark side can be very dark sometimes even more than Scorpio ones. Scorpio is known from being secretive ,from being mysterious & Capricorn is another level of mysterious. When you look at someone who has Capricorn placements, Capricorn rising especially -they have this poker face and you will never know what they think ,what they next move will be how they going to react on something. You can just wait and be like “okay what is going to happen now “cuz they will kill you with their silence.

🌌The vertex in astrology is a sensitive point in the chart of a person that is believed to indicate significant life events or turning points. The vertex is often associated with fate or destiny, and it is thought to be particularly influential in matters of love and relationships.

🎑Jupiter is a sign of happiness and luck and whatever you have Jupiter in your chart -there you will find the most joy, happiness and satisfaction. For example: if you have Jupiter in your 1st house this mean that when you improve your appearance-maybe getting a tattoo, piercing, coloring your hair..something related to your body this will make you happy. You will feel happiness within you like you got some reward or something. Jupiter in 5th house- when you find a new hobby, entertainment or dating, this will make you the happiest. Jupiter in 12th house- signing up for dancing, acting, something that fulfills you internally will make you the happiest.

🎧Mars is your energy so whatever in your house you have Mars is the energy you show to others and energy others see in you. For ex.: Mars in 12 house -shows the your energy is very mysterious, kind, dreamy, artistic. People always impressed of how much talents you actually have. Mars in 2nd house-people see you as a stubborn, very self-respectful. Your energy maybe is more like materialistic for some people or maybe more calm.

☁️okay I would say this -I see a lot of people who have potential synastry but their relationship don't work out and I see the reason why because a lot of people don't have 5th house -this house is very important because this house indicates how you keep your relationship passionate and loving. 8th house is very deep house, house of intimacy & also sharing secrets with another person, sharing your soul with another person. It's important that you can trust this person with your secrets. This house also indicates the mission you two have in this lifetime & the reason why you end up together. This person came to your life because of something you two share. 8th House shows obsessions and how you are obsessed with this person and how badly you want this person to be yours. if you don't have water houses with person is hard for love to be long lasting in my opinion.

🐱Pisces and Virgos are cat lovers. Every time I meet someone who has these placements, they have a cat. Many times I notice that someone who has gemini has several different animals at home. Leos are dog lovers. People who have capricorn in 6th house usually have a hard time connecting with pets also I usually see these people don't even like animals that much. 4th house placements or cancer placements many times they prefer children than animals.

⭐️It's very important where your north node is because this is your soul mission & this is where your life supposed to be ,how you supposed to grow. What is your focus in this lifetime and how can you achieve this. A lot of people with North Node in 8th house- are working in shadows & they create the most amazing art and things. They have very deep intuition and they can predict a lot of events and things in life- they just know. I lot of important people actually have this placement.

✨ig-bekylibra

-Rebekah💘🎧💋

[gay-wh0re-slut]

Hiiiiii THERE!!!!!!!!!

I love love loveeeeee everything your writing and would like to that the opportunity to thank you so much for your services! 🫡

I have a request if that’s okay…

Rhea x Fem Reader having had a fling now and then nothing serious besides a kiss or two. Reader has a toxic situationship she keeps going back to where the guy hurts her constantly as in not being faithful, but they still have make up smex in a constant cycle.

Rhea’s finds out about all of this through friends of a friend type situation. She confronts Reader one day to make you leave him. Reader basically confronts that she stays with him cuz he’s a man and she likes that masculine energy for security but there are hardly any good men left so she won’t bother leaving him in search of a new one. Rhea asks like what about a woman? and Reader laughs and says a woman can’t give her what a man can sexually. LOL

Rhea is upsets but sees the challenge..

Idk where I am going with this.. PLEASE, MAY WE GET HUGE STRAP ENERGY DOM RHEA PLEASE 🤭

Thank you so much❤️‍🔥

hehehe you’re welcome soldier🫡

but oh shit oh fuck this is so good…damn i have no words to describe how i feel rn this is crazy good thank you for the request seriously.

after writing: this is soooo incredibly long i’m sorry so get comfy haha

Teacher

rhea x fem!reader

content: talks of a toxic relationship before getting down and dirty with Mrs. Hot Goth Wrestler with a skilled tongue, good fingers and huge strap 😌

“We have to stop doing this,” she says out of breath.

“Yees,” you moan, “but not now.”

The two of you were in a one stall bathroom backstage, away from everyone. Rhea was feeling you up as she went back to kissing you roughly. Her hand travelled down to the zipper on your pants but you stopped her.

“Oh come on,” she tried to seduce you back into it.

“I can’t, I’m sorry,” you pushed her away a bit, “I’m sorry,” you wiped your mouth.

Her whole aura changed when you broke the kiss but she didn’t want to push you to do anything you didn’t want to do. She didn’t say anything which made you feel worse than you already did.

“I’ll uh… text you later,” you fixed your shirt that she had roughed up.

“Yeah,” she stepped out of your way.

You walked out of the bathroom hanging your head, feeling horrible.

Several months have passed and you are back with your ex, but you’ve been on and off the whole time. You swore you would never date a cheater but when it was good, it was so good. He treated you like a queen by giving you flowers all the time, setting up random dates and the sex was amazing. He worked you out better than anyone else and he knew it too and held it over your head.

It’s only been one time that he’s gone behind your back. You caught him sending pics to “The Pizza Palace”, so you screamed and yelled and cried then left him for a good few weeks before he came crawling back to you.

Your friends begged you not to go back to him but you couldn’t get over how good he was in bed and you were afraid you wouldn’t find anyone else who could love you.

“I’m so sorry baby, I promise I won’t do it again, I’m so sorry, I love you so so much. I was stupid and I couldn’t see that you were perfect for me. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, I’m so sorry,” he cried.

As soon as you accepted his apology you had ground rules: whenever you were suspicious of his texts, he had to let you look; his location was on at all times; and you needed to know his work schedule.

But once a cheater, always a cheater and somehow he found a way to cheat on you again. You had enough and finally cut ties with him for good, or so you thought.

“Baby please, I’m so sorry, I can’t live without you. You’re my baby, I need you, I won’t do it again,” and you ended up right back in his bed.

This went on for a couple months and Rhea had kept trying to meet up with you again, but you pushed her away. She had no clue what was going on behind closed doors but she was going to find out. So she asked a mutual friend of yours when they went to lunch.

“You didn’t know?”

“She never told me anything,” the wrestler’s face was shocked.

“Oh yeah girl. He’s obviously mentally unwell himself and he’s taking it out on her by cheating and then asking to come back. The only reason she keeps going back is because ‘he’s a god in bed’, ” the friend air quoted.

“My god. No wonder why she’s been avoiding me,” Rhea was upset about the whole thing. Her mind was racing trying to figure out what she could do to help you out.

“I’ve been trying to tell her not to go back to him, but she won’t listen to me,” the friend said insinuating that Rhea could most definitely do something.

You haven’t talked to Rhea in a while, just some brief hello’s here and there as you passed her by. She kept her distance after you basically ghosted her but she couldn’t stay away for long.

“Hey,” Rhea texts you.

“Heyy,” you replied but you were on your couch a couple weeks after you got back with your ex, refreshing the maps for his location every second.

“Wanna get coffee tomorrow?” she asked not wanting to set off any alarming messages that she was basically having an intervention so she could get you alone.

“I’d love to! I’ve been thinking about you,” you weren’t lying, you did miss her but as a friend more than anything else.

“Perfect, 10 okay? At the one near your place?”

“I’ll be there!” you smiled at this small interaction but you couldn’t think about anything other than when he was going to get home.

The morning came and you were sat at a table in the coffee shop when you heard the door open for the australian.

“Hi!” she walked towards you displaying her arms for a hug.

You were engulfed by her muscles as she squeezed, “How’re you?” you questioned knowing something was up because she doesn’t usually hug you.

“Almost broke my clavicle last night but I’m good,” she chuckled rubbing on the bone, “how about you?”

“I’m doing okay,” you couldn’t lie to her, “there’s been some ups and downs but everything is good.”

“That’s okay,” she gestured towards the register.

Both of you waited in line talking about random things, ordered and went outside to sit.

“A little birdie told me you were back with your ex?” Rhea wasn’t one to dance around a subject.

You faked a laugh, “yeah,” was all you could say.

She took a sip, “and how’s that going?”

“It’s… good I guess. I’ve made some rules with him about his whereabouts and texts but nothing too crazy,” you took a drink to hide the awkwardness. You knew that she knew what had happened by the way she asked the question so you didn’t want to bore her with the details again.

“Yeah? Well that’s good, but you really should be trusting of your significant other you know,” her accent was calm but strong.

“I do!”

She threw you a look.

“To a point,” you cleared your throat, “He’s just so…” you balled your fists in front of her, “good.”

She rolled her eyes, “that shouldn’t be the reason that you should stay with him,” she took another sip to let that sit in the air, “there are other people that would kill to be with someone like you.”

“I know, I know. But I like having a man around you know? It makes me feel safer knowing that he’s there,” you smiled but your subconscious knew that it was a fake smile.

“Right,” her tone was stern, “have you even tried to find someone else?”

“Yeah!”

Another look.

“Okay fine, no I haven’t because every time I think I’m done with him and download a dating app, he comes crawling back.”

“Oh my god. You can’t keep going back to him,” her eyes were piercing into yours.

“I know, but he’s so kind and caring when he’s not in someone else’s bed,” you rolled your eyes as you sat back in your chair swirling the cup.

“Well,” Rhea sighed as she mirrored your movements, “have you…ever thought about being with a woman?” again, not one to beat around the bush.

“What!? No. I couldn’t. I don’t even know what to do with myself sometimes, let alone another woman,” you said nervously.

“Have you even tried it?”

“Well no, but-”

“Exactly. So,” the tattooed legs crossed, “leave him and find you a woman,” she smirked.

You were taken aback at her bluntness but you shouldn’t have expected anything less. “Are you…asking me on a date Ripley?”

“Not unless you want me to. As if you haven’t thought about it,” she chuckled.

“No, I mean- I like you but not like that,” you waved away her response. Well, maybe you could be with a woman, you thought. No! No… well…

“Uh huh,” she let you work it out for yourself for a minute before she brought you back in, “let me know the next time he cheats,” she snarls as she stands. “I have to get back to training,” as she pushed her chair in.

You looked at her in confusion at the sudden change in energy, “okay,” you stand and walk over to give her another awkward hug.

Though it was weird, she accepted. Holding you in place, she whispered in your ear, “Trust me, I can treat you much better…in and out of the bedroom.”

You let go of the hug as she smirked at you before she walked away. You watched her put her cup on top of the trash can by the food trays before walking towards her car.

“Fuck,” you whispered to yourself.

Not even a week passed and he went and cheated on you once more. You cried and screamed again as you finally walked out of the house for the last time. You sat in your car fumbling for your keys as you tried to call Rhea, “pick up, pick up, pick up,” you chanted between sobs.

“Hello?”

“Hey,” you sniffed, “Can I come over?”

You could feel her smirking her devilish smile behind the phone knowing she was saying ‘told you so’ to herself, “C’mon,” she said.

You sped over there and banged on the door.

“Damn, chill, the door didn’t cheat on you,” she opened the door but you pushed past her.

“Hey woah,” she closed it, locking it behind her, “sorry about the joke but-”

You threw your wallet and keys on the kitchen table as she followed you in as you cut her off with your finger, “don’t say you told me so because I already know, but you got in my head and now I can get you out,” you dropped your hand.

She confidently leaned herself on the counter, “Well,” she shrugged as she gestured to herself smirking.

“Stop it,” you slammed yourself down on a chair.

“I’m kidding! I am sorry that he cheated on you though…again,” she tried to hide her giggles.

“Rhea please,” you wiped your nose with a napkin that was neatly stacked in the middle of the table, “I know I’m dumb for going back to him but when it was good it was good, okay? It wasn’t just the sex even though it may seem like it,” you broke down again.

She immediately stopped feeling proud of herself and started feeling sad for you. She hated seeing you hurt but she knew that she had to be the voice of reason right now. She sighed as she sat across from you, rubbing your arm, “is there anything you need me to do?”

“Beat his ass?” you joked.

She laughed, “I don’t need a lawsuit, but I would if I could.”

You blew your nose then crumpled up the napkin, “Remember what you said at the coffee shop?”

“When?” she knew exactly when.

“When you hugged me. Did you mean it?”

“Oh…yeah,” she said casually as her muscular arms crossed leaning back in the chair.

“Could you-”

“You wanna do it right now?” her eyes widened, “yeah, no. What we are gonna do,” she stood, “is run you a shower for as long as you need, to get him off of you, use whatever you want in there, and then,” she pulled you out of the chair walking you to her bathroom, “we can talk about what happens next.”

“Okay,” as you stepped inside the bathroom.

You were in there for probably 45 minutes. You stepped out with a towel wrapped around you, your hair dripping with some left over eyeliner stuck on your eyes, but you didn’t care too much.

“Clothes are on my bed,” she shouted from the kitchen before she walked out with two glasses of wine, setting them on the coffee table.

You changed into one of her big tshirts and sweatpants, then joined her on the couch, “Thank you,” you said weakly.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll always be here for you. Now, did you think about anything specific you wanted to talk about?” she handed you the wine glass.

“Mm,” you took a sip, “I’m not sure how to word this,” you became embarrassed.

“Try your best,” her hand landed on your thigh as she turned to sit criss-cross facing you.

“How does it…work?” was the best you could do.

“How does what work?” her eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

You bit your lips trying to muster up the courage but decided there was nothing left to lose, “sex…with a woman,” your face turned red.

“Oh!” she chuckled gently slapping her hand on your thigh, “the same as with a man but it’s more enjoyable and much hotter,” she winked.

“But there’s no-”

“There is, it’s just… silicone,” now Rhea’s face was a bit red but not for the same reason, “But there’s plenty other ways to get the job done.”

“Oh,” you blinked as your mind tried to figure it out.

She took another big sip, followed by a big sigh, “did you think of anything else? I know today’s been a lot so we don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. And you’re more than welcome to stay the night if you need to, plenty of room,” she gave you a sincere smile.

“Not really,” you picked up your legs onto the couch and hugged them, “and thank you, we’ll see what happens,” you finish your wine.

“For sure,” she finishes hers too and gets off the couch. She gestured towards you silently asking if you want another, but you shook your head no, so she took your glass with her into the kitchen.

She came back out and sat back down in the same position.

“Thank you,” you said again.

“For what?”

“For being here.”

“Anytime,” her eyes were staring into yours, twinkling in the sunset light coming from the window. She looked so beautiful in this light, was it because she actually did or because you were heart broken, again, and you needed a distraction? Whatever it was, you made a quick decision.

So you cupped her face with your hand and gently kissed her. She easily fell into it but broke it off gently.

“Are you sure you want to start this? Because I won’t be able to stop,” she was sure of herself.

“Yes,” you tried to kiss her again but she backed away.

“Because I know you’re just doing this to feel as though you’re getting back at him. And I don’t want to be used as a distraction so I need to know if you actually want to go through with this,” she was calm but stern with her words, wanting to make sure you understood.

“Ever since, whatever we had back then, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I think he was the distraction from you,” the light bulb went off in your head as you said this, because it was true. Rhea always made you feel loved and appreciated no matter what.

Her mouth fell open slightly as she took in this new revelation, “Never thought of it that way,” she cleared her throat.

“So yes, I want to go through with this. Mainly because I want to see if you can keep your promise,” you smirked.

“Ah ah, I didn’t promise anything,” she pointed, “but I can definitely prove it.”

“Then prove it, teach me the ways,” you tried to think of anything else to say but it came out before you could stop it, “of lesbian sex.”

“Please don’t ever say that again,” she scoffed.

“Sorry,” you hid your face.

“You should be, that was weird.”

“Yeah, oops,” you chuckled.

“So, you sure you want to go through with this because,” she cocked an eyebrow and smirked as she shrugged, “I’m pretty good if I do say so myself.”

“Alright alright, calm down,” you smiled putting your hand up to stop her. You took a deep breath and took a second to think about everything, “I want to do it.”

“Finally,” the wrestler breathed as she grabbed your face and smashed your lips together. It wasn’t like you haven’t kissed her before, but it was different this time. There was yearning and lust and you wanted more of it.

Small moans came from the both of you as your hands glided up her bare thighs, prying at the edge of her booty shorts. Her hands moved to your waist to pull you closer but you decided to straddle her instead.

“A little desperate, are we?” she guided your hips down onto her lap.

“Sshhh,” as you kissed her again. Now her hands were gliding on your thighs. After a few moments, her hands found their way under your, well her shirt, and felt up your back pulling you in tighter. You arched your back into her with a low whine. Her nails dug into your back sending shockwaves through your body and directly to your core.

You gently began to grind your hips and she took the opportunity to put her hands on your ass and guide you through it. Moaning into the kisses, you ran your hand through her hair while the other kept your balance on the back of the couch.

She snuck one of her hands to the front of the waistband playing with it, “can I…”

“Yeah,” you said quietly, you were nervous but you’ve never felt safer.

She slowly slipped her hand underneath and began to gently caress your hot center with just a layer of fabric separating her hand from you.

“Shit,” you whined.

“You okay?” she caught your gaze.

“Mhmm,” you bit your lip.

Drawing small gentle circles on your sensitive bud, your hips jerked a bit as you let out a small whimper. You tried to cover it by kissing her again.

“Don’t hold back,” she whispered, “It’s hot.”

You were still weary but thankful she said something. So you nod in response before resting your head on her shoulder. Her pace had gotten faster now and you were riding her hand in perfect unison. “Mmmfuck,” you threw your head back.

You removed your hand from her hair to meet with hers in the sweatpants. You stopped her hand and moved it under the one layer that was blocking her. You removed your hand but she got the message immediately. She ran her fingers over your wet folds picking up what had been oozing out of you before going back to her pace.

You moaned as your head fell back onto her shoulder, breathing heavily. She twisted her head and started to kiss your neck before ever so slightly biting. Your moans became more frequent and the pressure was quickly beginning to rise.

“Fuck, I’m gonna-”

“Don’t say it…just do it,” her voice was deep in your ear.

And with that, the pressure released, “Oh GOD,” you yelled as you threw your head back once more. She kept her pace and let you ride it out.

After an about a minute she removed her hand, “you okay?”

You were breathing heavily into her neck, “yeah,” as you sat up.

“Good because we’re not done yet,” and she easily picked you up carrying you to her room and onto her bed. She set you down gently, “totally up to you, but on a scale of one to ten, how rough-”

“Seven,” you blurted out a little too quickly.

“Hm,” she stood above you with her hands on her hips, “so what do you…”

“Oh, uhm,” your face turned redder than it was. You never had this conversation with your ex he just kinda did what he wanted, “I’m… not sure.”

“Do you like when someone talks you through it?”

You thought about it, “yes.”

“Do you like being praised or no?”

You thought again but longer this time, “I’m not sure.”

“We can try both and see what happens,” she said casually, “What about choking?”

“Oh yeah for sure,” you didn’t have to think about that one.

“Okay,” she chuckled, “obviously you’re a pillow princess.”

You acted surprised, “how’d you know?”

“I could tell,” she laughed. “Are you okay to start again?” her tone became serious.

You readjusted your position, placing your hands in your lap neatly, “Yes ma’am.”

“Ooh, I like that,” she cooed. “Now get comfy, princess,” as she pointed to the pillows behind you.

So you scooted back a bit and laid down on the bed. You watched as she crawled menacingly on top of you. The tattooed hand slid up your torso and to your neck turning your head to the side and holding it in place. She ran her tongue up your neck, sending a shiver through your body. Your hands were carefully placed on her sides just to have something to hold on to.

She kissed down your jaw, to your mouth before making eye contact with you, “Anything he could do, I can do better,” she growled.

You couldn’t say anything you were so turned on now. Never in a million years did you think you would be in this situation. So you smiled devilishly in response.

“Promise,” she tacked on before going back to your neck. She sat up and tugged at the waistband of the sweat pants, “Can I take these off?”

“You can do anything you want,” you finally admitted.

“Don’t tell me that,” she smirked.

“I’m serious,” your tone was stern as you caught her icy blue eyes with yours.

Her eyes flicked up and down your body, “okay,” her voice graveled.

She easily slipped the pants off of you but you took it a step further and took the shirt off too, leaving you in nothing but underwear.

She was surprised but her energy quickly changed. Her eyes filled with hunger as she looked over your body taking in every inch. It didn’t take long for her to spread your legs to begin to kiss on your thighs.

You whimpered at her touch as your hands flew to her hair, holding it out of her way. Kissing her way up your thighs, moving from one to the other with every other peck, she looked at you as she landed one on your soaked center.

You moaned catching her gaze as she smiled into another kiss. You writhed under her as she continued to touch everywhere but where you needed her most. You were over it so you pushed her head away.

“What-”

“Just,” you threw off your underwear as quickly as possible, “fucking go for it, please.”

“I thought I was teaching you?” she joked.

“Please, please, just fuck me,” you begged.

“So desperate,” she said slyly.

“God, please Rhea,” you were basically whining at this point.

“I don’t know, I like hearing you beg,” she smoothed her hands over your thighs.

You did whine a little, gently hitting your fists on the bed, “Ugh! Pleeaase!!”

She scoffed before she dove her head back down. Her tongue smoothed over your wet folds immediately.

You gasped, “fuck, yesss,” as you picked up your legs, folding at the knees.

She held your hips in place as her tongue worked its magic. She hummed into you, causing your body to shiver again at the vibrations. She skillfully flicked her tongue over your clit before lapping you up again.

The noises coming out of you were something you didn’t think would happen but you let them come anyway. Moans and whines filled the room as she continued. The knot inside of you returned, causing you to ride her face.

She smiled into your movements holding you tighter. She kept her pace steady as your hips jerked against her, “shit…ffffuck,” you moaned. Just a few more moments and you were coming once again. You yelled in pleasure as she forced your legs open to stop you from suffocating her, she didn’t stop though, letting you finish out your high.

Once you came down, she kissed her way up to your mouth, “you taste so…” she thought about it, “delicious,” and kissed your mouth. You could taste yourself against her but you didn’t mind. She was right, she was doing everything better than he was.

“I think you’re ready to turn it up a notch, yeah?” she said as she slinked off of you and went to the closet.

You covered your eyes with your hands trying to think of what she meant. You couldn’t believe you were here with her of all people. THE Rhea Ripley, pleasing you, making you feel safe, giving you everything you need and more. You were afraid you were in love with her.

The door clicked open, “Close your eyes,” she said before walking out.

“Okay,” your hands fully covered your eyes now as you heard her walk towards you, then felt her crawl onto the bed above you once more.

“Don’t peek,��� she said as she felt you up once more, running her hands over your hot skin. She slid them up your torso and to your breasts, gently running her thumb over your nipples. Your back arched into her touch. She maneuvered herself between your legs, “such a pretty sight.”

Another shockwave went through your body as you heard those words, you didn’t know you liked praise until this moment.

“You liked that, huh?”

“Mhmm,” you tried to remove your hands.

“Nuh uh, I said no peeking,” she started to draw small circles on your clit again with her thumb, “you’ve been such a good girl…”

You whimpered into her touch, arching your back a bit.

“But I’d like to see you,” her tone became harsh, “be a slut,” and she pressed harder into you.

“Fuck,” you whined.

“Good to know you liked that too,” her fingers danced at your entrance before easily pushing inside of you.

You slammed your hands onto the bed gripping onto the sheets as you arched your back, “FUCK,” you screamed.

She slowly pumped her fingers in and out of you holding one of your thighs open. She kept her steady pace watching you squirm at her touch. You didn’t dare open your eyes but you could feel her staring.

“You’re doing so well for me,” she purred.

You moaned at her praise, hearing her deep chuckle in response. She picked up her pace gradually until she was satisfied, and stayed like that for a few minutes.

As more whines fell out of you, you barely noticed her moving into a different position on top of you until she pulled her fingers out, “Look,” was all she said.

So you fluttered your eyes open, “holy fuck,” you breathed as you watched her suck her fingers clean. But what really caught your eye was what she was wearing: a strap.

“Don’t worry, you can take it, easy,” as she lined it up with your dripping entrance. But first she picked up your legs and folded you in half, “You ready princess?”

“Fuck yes,” you groaned.

She smiled as she guided it into you slowly, letting you get used to it.

“Yessss god…Holy fuck,” you moaned when she started to slowly pump in and out of you.

“You okay?” she reassured.

“Never better,” you choked out.

“Thought so,” she smirked. Quickly picking up the pace, “Bet he never made you feel this good, huh?”

“N-never,” your eyes were in the back of your head.

She was now plunging into you at an ungodly pace, “too bad he never got to see how good of a slut you are.”

The praise mixed with degradation was driving you insane, and she was right. He never treated you this well and you loved every second of it and she could tell too. Your tits were bouncing, your eyes were rolled and your legs were shaking. She was hitting you just right, “Oh god, Rhea!” you whined.

She loved hearing you say her name. She was enjoying the view as much as you were enjoying her. The bed began to squeak as she pounded into you. One of her hands snuck its way around your legs and to your neck, gently squeezing around it. Your hand gripped her wrist as you smiled devilishly at her.

“Be a good girl and cum for me, princess,” she huffed.

“Go…faster,” you choked out.

“Such a fucking whore,” she barked, but she grabbed your calves with either hand and pushed your legs father down, completely folding you in half. She took a deep breath and began to pound into you so hard and so fast that you lost your breath.

“YES,” you screamed and after a few more seconds, “FU-U-U-UCKK!!” and you came again. But that didn’t slow her down.

She kept her insane pace, “C’mon baby…one more,” she demanded, “I know you got it in you.”

Whimpering at every push into you, it didn’t take long to the pressure to rise again, “OH FUCK, YESS…GOD, RHEA,” and once again, you came but this time your whole body shook and your legs fell weak under her.

She finally slowed her pace and gently pulled out of you. Your body fell limp as she slid off of you smiling and breathing heavily.

You caught your breath, “four times,” you rested your hands on your forehead, “four…times.”

“I never break my promises.”

[jeonqkooks]

isn't it romantic? | myg (01)

ENTRY ONE: Me Before You

⟶ SERIES MASTERPOST

Many things in life have a polar opposite: left and right, night and day, yin and yang, you and Min Yoongi... Hopeless romantic meets gloomy cynic. The only thing you seem to share is a magazine column but even then, you still can’t seem to understand how Yoongi can be called ‘The Love Doctor’ when he is the antithesis of everything love represents.

pairing: yoongi x f!reader; side/past taehyung x f!reader

rating: 18+ (minors dni)

genre/warnings: coworkers to lovers, magazine writers au, fluff, angst, eventual smut; central themes of cheating (not between yoongi and oc), swearing (a staple in this household 😗), one bit is a lilllll suggestive?, mentions of drinking, i think that's it hmmm, barely edited bc u know how we do

word count: 5.1k

note: this is the yoongi brainrot speaking !!! the banner for this entry is one of my all time favorite pics of him and i will find a way to use it in everything !!! but erhm yeah iir is officially starting and i'm very curious to see what y'all think about it 😗 please like it haha jk no i'm serious please like it it's my baby

— as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

I waste my breath on a prayer, you don't care, I was never a part of your plan, You can't make a God of somebody, Who's not even half of a half-decent man.

I Burned LA Down - Noah Cyrus

Half your life, you hated blue.

You often associated it with so many bad things - loss, betrayal, loneliness. The great big storm. The end of life.

Most of the pigtails-wearing girls in your class disliked it because it was often a boy’s color. You hated it because of a stranger on a beach.

Then you discovered Blue Side (as ironic as the name was), the magazine that everybody and their mother was reading. There was this column - the Love Maze (as corny as it sounded) - that had your 15-year-old self hooked from the first article you read, “Flirty Pickup Lines to Text Your Crush”. It gave you a nice little distraction from the reality of your fucked up family.

You’d get home from school and dive right into it. You could count on the maze for a new article every day, covering all kinds of things - cute little quizzes, daily love horoscopes, relationship tidbits…

You started reading it religiously because it was stupid, and fun, but it was more than that too. They covered real-life stories of actual people, which you’d never really thought about. For the most part, it was tedious. Rekindling with an old flame whilst grocery shopping, accidentally spilling coffee on a stranger who then asked you out on the spot, etc. Things like that. You found them so… unremarkable. 

But then it went beyond that, when they told their stories looking back on years and years after that first happenstance. How there was love in the mundane. How there was love every single day, even on the bad ones. How there was a spark that two people cared for and nurtured into a warm fire that never burnt out.

How there was love.

How there was always love.

To you, that was magical. It was something you’d only ever heard about in fairytales when you were a kid.

You still remember the exact moment when it all changed for you.

You met Kim Taehyung during your third week at Blue Side, where you were a wide-eyed assistant editor who somehow wiggled her way into a position there, and he was an effortlessly charming graphic designer.

Admittedly, the first time that you two had ever talked, wasn’t under ideal circumstances. You were tucked away behind the office building, nails digging into your palms at 3PM on a sunny but freezing afternoon, willing your tears to stay where they belonged. You’d felt severely underqualified, like you were only flailing about, trying to keep your head above water but something kept pulling at your feet, not stopping until you were at the very bottom. People always talked about how your early 20s were the most beautiful and freeing years, when you could truly live and feel your youth blossom all around you. But that just wasn’t true. Those were the loneliest years of your life.

Taehyung had found you then, while he was out for a quick smoke break. He could’ve made a lame excuse and left, or simply pretended to not notice you were even there, but he stayed. He approached you and asked what was wrong. He offered you words of reassurance and encouragement even though you were nothing but a stranger to him.

You were touched by his simple act of kindness and his endearing smile. Maybe it’s because you’d never been offered much kindness throughout your life that his small gesture seemed like everything. In a way, it was everything. He looked like the kind of fairytale love that you’d only seen in movies, only read about in Love Maze. To this day, a part of you still thinks that you fell in love with him the very second he asked, “Are you okay?”

The timing felt right.

Taehyung felt right.

He, too, was like the sun in the middle of a cold and isolating winter.

You remember the color of his sweater, and it was then that you realized blue didn’t have to be so bad after all.

[15:39] You: what r u doing tonight?

[15:45] Tae ♡: probably just head home after the gym. play a couple matches with Jungkook. hope i don’t die boiling water for ramen and hit the hay early

[15:46] Tae ♡: miss you :(

[15:49] You: thanks

[15:52] Tae ♡: mean

[15:53] You: lol 😇

[15:54] You: i miss you too <3

[15:56] Tae ♡: can’t you come back earlier?

[15:58] You: there’s only a week left. you’re a big boy, u can handle it :)

That was a lie. You were already on the train when you sent him that text, bouncing your leg all the way back to the city at the mere thought of surprising him with your early return. You’d taken a leave from work to visit your family, spent some time somewhere quieter, away from the hustle and bustle of the big city.

You watch as the scenery passes by, fast-paced like you’re in a montage. The rest of forever is right around the corner. You wish you could skip to your happily ever after and not have to rewind the tape ever again.

When the diamond on your ring finger catches the sunlight coming from outside the window, you allow yourself a blissful sigh as you gaze at the jewelry adorning your hand. But if you’re being honest, it doesn’t fit anymore, at least that’s what you’ve noticed over the past month. It’s a little loose now, not quite noticeable but you can still make out the slight difference if you concentrate hard enough. You should get it resized soon, maybe later this week now that your schedule has cleared up earlier than expected.

Three weeks is a lot of time to spend around only your family, you realize. You thought you could do it - seeing that you hadn’t been back in a while - but the second you stepped foot into your childhood home, you remembered what a dysfunctional household you had.

It was nice while it lasted, which wasn’t very long. You did all you could, bit your tongue and tried to suppress that unresolved anger until it eventually became too much to handle. Your mom has always been a complainer. Nobody likes talking about it, but she’d bring up the same old shit almost every day even though you all know what happened. Your dad would just sit there and listen as she berates him in front of you and your sister, and you suppose he keeps quiet because there’s really nothing to be said in his defense. It was his crime, and this is his punishment.

Sometimes, you wonder why dad still stays. Sometimes, you wonder why mom still lets him.

You just wanted to go, even though this was supposed to be home. You want to leave every time you visit, and it’s a haunting feeling that keeps following you around your whole life. Why is home always a place you want to leave?

When you arrived back in the city, the first place you went to was Taehyung’s apartment. You lounged about, enjoying the much needed silence after two whole weeks with your family, killing time as you waited for your fiance to return from work.

You thought about you and Taehyung, and how your wedding was only months away but this was still his place. You wondered why you hadn’t moved in yet, though it wasn’t for a lack of trying on his part. Even though you spent most days of the week at Taehyung’s, you still had your own place.

Twenty minutes before he was usually supposed to come home, you ordered from his favorite restaurant, so he would have a proper meal once he was back, instead of half-assing his dinner with flavorless ramen like he’d planned. 

But Taehyung didn’t come back, and the food has been cold for hours now.

You glance at your phone again.

11:02 PM.

No new notifications.

The last message you sent him was around 8:30 - just a simple Whatcha doing? - but he hasn’t replied. 

There’s a small part of you that goes into a dark place, and you physically have to shake off the thoughts. Taehyung has never given you a reason not to trust him, but still, the wandering thoughts can’t help themselves. Is it insecurity, or paranoia? Or have you been programmed to be skeptical after everything that’s happened?

Maybe he’s just caught up with work. Maybe the guys at the office had last minute plans. Maybe Jungkook showed up unannounced and dragged Taehyung into one of his shenanigans again. There’s a lot of reasons to explain why he isn’t home when he said he would be.

You wait for him. Sometimes, waiting is all you can do.

You don’t get any indication of life until some time after midnight, when the door opens and you hear him stumble into the hallway. The first thing that escapes you is a sigh of relief - relieved that he’s home, safe and sound, and not out there somewhere doing things you would really not even let yourself imagine. You sit there on the couch, shrouded by darkness, now even more committed to making him squeal out of his skin after (unintentionally) making you wait for hours like that.

You carefully listen to the sounds coming from down the hall, trying to time when you’ll jump up and shock him.

There’s his shoes dropping to the floor carelessly. There’s some shuffling as he moves about, navigating his way through the dark. There’s a light thud, the sound of something hitting the wall softly.

A sharp intake of breath. His familiar groan, muffled. A whimper, feminine.

Your mind instantly blanks, and that nervous breath from before has suddenly found its way back into your lungs, growing in size until you stand up and say, “Tae?”

Somebody shrieks, and it’s neither you nor Taehyung.

When he switches on the lights, you don’t know what to focus on first - your fiance with his shirt unbuttoned, red lipstick smudged around the corners of his mouth; or the woman next to him with her back against the wall, hair disheveled, one strap of her pretty blue dress pulled down.

Huh.

If this was what you wanted, then you suppose you succeeded.

Taehyung stares at you, eyes blown wide, mouth opening and closing dumbly as he searches for words. “Y/N, I-” he stutters, “w-what are you doing here?”

You’ve seen this exact moment in movies, read it in books and online posts on the Blue Side forum from people seeking advice. You witnessed your own mother go through it when you had just learned how to read. 

Your nails dig into the palm of your hands as you steady yourself. You’re not sure what your face is showing, if it’s even showing anything at all. You’re being pulled apart in every direction. Things that you felt as a child are things you never wanted to feel as an adult. It’s not until now that you finally understand why mom hasn’t gotten over it, even though it’s been decades. This is the kind of hurt that chases you wherever you go, never relenting until it makes sure it has a home deep within your bones.

You inhale a shaky breath, and take a step back when Taehyung starts approaching you. “Y/N, I’m so sorry,” he says, his voice cracking on the apology. 

You don’t want to hear any of it. You don’t want to be here anymore. For the second time today, you’re leaving home. For the second time in your life, home is being taken away again.

Somewhere in the back of your head, a tiny voice echoes, There it is.

You run out of there, feeling like the ceiling is going to collapse on you. You hear him call out your name, but his voice drifts further and further away as you move. Taehyung isn’t even following you. The faint scent of whiskey on his breath follows you out, but not him.

You keep moving until you’re out on the street, until you can’t even see the building anymore. You shiver from the chilly air, and the influx of emotions that threatens to make you burst. Lightning cuts across the night sky, flashing bright for a split second before everything dulls into darkness again. The forecast said it was going to rain tonight, you recall. Your phone in your bag vibrates the whole time, but still, no one follows you.

Your feet slow to a halt when the first drop of rain hits the ground. You’re not even sure how long you were walking, but now that you’ve stopped, you notice the shiver is gone. You’re standing completely still, and that those seismic waves in the center of your chest from earlier are nowhere to be found.

Oh. You’re doing it again.

Heavier drops start to dampen the earth.

You don’t know where else to go.

Not your own apartment. Not now. No, it’s too empty there.

Maybe it’s a sign from the universe, that you’re just undeserving of a place to belong.

You open your phone to find his name on your screen, next to the words (7) missed calls. You ring up the only person you can, and when she finally picks up, you say, “Can I come over?”

Even when your voice cracks, you don’t cry. The earthquake never comes.

Sohee takes you in like the good friend she is. You’re grateful that she was someone you could count on to always have your back at work, who then turned into one of your best friends outside of the office too.

She gives you some clothes to change into, and doesn’t question anything when you ask if you could spend the night. Though, you have a feeling that she knows who this is about. She leaves you alone to get some rest, but it’s probably because she has work in the morning too, and it was already 1:30AM when you interrupted her peace and quiet with the call.

You don’t sleep a wink that night.

Instead, you think about your mom, and how she must have felt when she found out about your dad’s infidelity, time and time again. It’s true what they say, children really don’t know a lot about their parents. 

How did she feel when she first found out? You can’t imagine what it must have been like, going through all of that while having two kids to think about too.

You feel bad that just yesterday, you’d been so annoyed with her that you cut your trip short.

Outside Sohee’s windows, the sky cries, like it’s grieving in place of you, its tears drowning the earth in waves of sorrow. For a moment, you consider stepping out there, to feel the rain on your face and in your hair. But in the end, you stay inside, where you’re sheltered and dry.

You don’t realize that the sun has risen until Sohee knocks on your - well, her - door. 

She cracks it open gently. “Babe?” she asks, tentative like you’re a cornered animal, ready to bolt at any given moment. “Are you up?”

You lie in her bed, feeling so foreign in your own skin. You reckon your eyes must be bloodshot from the lack of sleep. You haven’t even cried once.

“I’m alive,” you tell her, as you stare up at the ceiling. There are no stars here, just plain cream-colored paint.

“Okay,” you hear her say, then she pauses for a moment, clearly not knowing how to proceed. 

Sohee approaches you, sits on the bed, and gives you a smile. She pats your hair, and it reminds you of your sister. “You wanna tell me what’s wrong? I have some time before I meet Namjoon for breakfast.”

You sit up, reaching for your phone on the bedside table. It’s been switched off since you got here, and when you turn it back on, a flurry of texts light up the device until the screen lags. Messages from Taehyung, asking where you were, begging you to tell him if you were safe.

You open the texts to show him that you’ve read them. That should be enough of an answer.

You test the words in your mouth for a moment. “Taehyung cheated on me,” you say, thinking that if you verbalize it, it would be real and you would finally feel bad. That it was just a delayed reaction, that you were just too in shock to process anything. You want to feel bad, but it doesn’t work.

Sohee’s eyes widen almost comically. “Are you fucking serious?” she asks in disbelief, half because of the nature of the news itself, and half because of how calm you are.

“He cheated on me,” you repeat and still, nothing surfaces. If anything, it backfires. You can physically feel yourself doing it again - shutting down. “I caught him last night.”

You’re not sure what’s wrong with you. This isn’t a normal person’s reaction after they found out their fiance was cheating on them.

But.

It is a you reaction. 

You keep doing this, even when you don’t mean to. You ran away last night, and you’re running away now. Your body shuts out every negative emotion until you feel nothing at all. It’s stupid that you do this, and it’s stupid that you don’t know how to stop doing it.

Fight or flight, and you choose flight every time. Every single fucking time.

You wish you could give Sohee something, anything would do. Scream, cry, go back to your apartment to set fire to all of Taehyung’s belongings. Anything would be better than this complete lack of emotions you’re showing. 

You watch her face as it happens, things that you should be feeling but aren’t. She’s mostly shocked, angry, but not hurt. How could she? She wasn’t the one being played for a fool. You wish you could ask her to give you some of that anger, even if it’s only a fraction.

You don’t see Taehyung again until two days later, when he shows up at your door. Even when he’s standing in front of you, words spilling from his lips like prayers instead of apologies, you just feel… empty.

You let him inside, and the second that the door closes behind him, you fill up with unease. All your walls are up again, your system on high alert. Everything in your body is telling you that there’s an intruder in your space. Your feet are ready to bolt, just itching to get out of there Go, your head says, you’re not safe here.

Taehyung approaches you, tries to hold your hand, but you just shrug him off. The man in front of you visibly deflates, and despite the way his face falls, you don’t soften. 

The first thing he asks you is, “Why didn’t you cry?”

“What?”

“You don’t look like you’ve been crying,” he points out. “Did you cry?”

Reluctantly, you admit, “No.”

Then he just stares at you. When his judgmental gaze holds yours, you feel guilty. Guilty that you’re not mourning the death of this relationship. Guilty that you’re just letting it go, but the truth is you don’t have any fight in you. You don’t see the point in trying to salvage what’s no longer alive.

“Do you even love me?” His voice is hard when he asks this, like he’s trying to keep his anger at bay.

“Of course I love you,” you say, but it lacks conviction. You both know it. The words sound so flaccid coming out of your mouth.

But you love him.

You do.

Did?

“Then why didn’t you cry?”

How do you tell him that you can’t? That you don’t know how?

How do you tell him that if you could, you would reach inside and claw out your feelings like digging for water in a desert. 

What the hell is wrong with you? This isn’t a high school crush, or a casual summer fling.

You two were supposed to get married, for fuck’s sake. You were supposed to spend the rest of your life with him. If there’s anything that could make you break through those godforsaken defense mechanisms to let the hurt in, it should be this.

“Did you kiss someone else just to see if I would cry?” you ask. Your voice is even, and you can see that it makes Taehyung more frustrated than he already is.

He grits his teeth, exhaling. You notice his blue sweater, and you stop him before he can say anything else. Obviously, it looks a lot more worn than it did back then, but over the years you’ve always found it endearing. It’s the first memory that you have of him. It was always something you could cherish.

Now, you can’t even bear to look at it.

It’s then that you realize it doesn’t matter what answer he gives you. Yes? No? It genuinely doesn’t matter. There is nothing that can make you see him the same way ever again.

You run your thumb over the ring on your finger, twisting it for a moment to memorize the feel of it. It’s the last thing that ties you to him. “You can have this back,” you say, handing the piece of jewelry back to him.

When a relationship ends, especially for a reason like this, people tend to think it’ll go down in a kdrama-esque fashion - crying, slapping, throwing water in the other person’s face. But that’s not what this is. It’s not cathartic; sometimes the end of a relationship is just a fizzle, doesn’t even make it to a fullburn. It might be unsatisfying, but it happens every day. It’s not always a pivotal point; sometimes it’s just a point.

Taehyung stares at the object in his palm. “That’s it?” he asks in disbelief. “We’re breaking up?”

“What else is there to do?”

“You’re not even gonna ask me anything? Who she was, how it started, how long it’s been going on?”

The other morning, Sohee had asked you to elaborate after you told her what happened, but there was just not that much to tell. You were there. He brought someone else home. End of story.

It was enough for Sohee to call him every name in the book and curse his entire bloodline though.

You suppose that’s a reasonable reaction. Taehyung cheated. You never thought he was a person capable of doing that. Three years of your life, down the drain. There’s nothing left to save.

“Okay,” you shrug tiredly, like you’re just having a casual and dull conversation about the weather. “Who was she? How did it start? How long has it been going on?”

Your name comes out of his mouth, sounding like a scoff. “Ask it like you mean it.”

“But I don’t mean it,” you say. “What difference does it make? Knowing doesn’t change the fact that you still cheated on me. You know what I’ve been through and you still fucked it up. You did the worst thing you could ever do to me.”

“Fuck, I know that!” he groans, throwing his hands up. “I messed up badly, and I’m sorry. Y/N, I’m so fucking sorry. I will never deny that what I did wasn’t wrong. But have you ever stopped to think that maybe you’re to blame for this too? You never want to admit that it could be your fault too.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“You tell me. I keep having to put up with your baggage.” Then he shuts right up, barely even makes it through the last syllable before he’s squeezing his eyes shut for a second, clearly realizing that out of all the things he could’ve said, that was grossly out of line. “Fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean th-”

And now you’re getting angry for the wrong reasons.

“You cheated but somehow it’s my fault, right?” you snap. “Boohoo. Sorry that you’ve had to put up with me all these years. I’m such a burden, right? Fuck you, Taehyung.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry, I didn’t-”

“I think you should leave.”

You think it’s the steel in your voice as you say this that makes him stop arguing. 

He holds your gaze for a moment longer. You’re someone who tears up when you see stray dogs, who cries alongside the fictional characters in your favorite show. And yet, as you watch your own fiance leave…

The door clicks shut as he exits your life, but everything he said stays behind, clings to your walls and festers like mold.

The second you step onto the floor, everyone grows quiet. Lively chatter turns into hushed whispers. People go back to making their morning coffee, side-eyeing each other in a way that’s not meant to be very subtle.

You quietly make your way to your desk, all the while feeling the nosy pairs of eyes on you as you walk. You don’t know how word got out, but you were sure that everyone would know eventually. You just didn’t expect it’d be this soon. Sohee would never do that to you, and you highly doubt that Taehyung would go around broadcasting his infidelity. 

As you set your stuff down, you make eye contact with the new intern who sits a few spots away from you. You haven’t had the chance to talk to her much, but she’s a nice girl. She gives you a small smile in greeting, and even though you know she doesn’t mean to pity you, you can still see it in her eyes.

A minute later, Sohee comes up to you. “Hey, babe,” she says, leaning on your desk with two plastic cups in her hands. One iced latte and one mango smoothie. She puts the yellow-colored beverage down and nudges it toward you, a little lackluster and unlike her usual playful self.

“Thanks,” you say, taking the smoothie with a smile, commenting, “Interesting morning so far. Never thought I’d ever be the subject of office gossip.”

“Yeah, about that. Do you know who was Taehyung’s… uhm… y’know?”

It’s okay. She can say it. You can handle it.

You already feel nothing, and there’s nothing you can even do to rectify it. Might as well lean into it, right?

Or maybe you should just go to therapy.

“No,” you tell her. “I didn’t want to know.”

“Well, uhm, now that the whole office knows, I think you should hear this from me first…” Sohee bites her bottom lip as she gauges your reaction. When you only sigh and give her the go-ahead, she continues, “It was Yura from Marketing.”

“What?”

“Yura from Marketing. You know the one. Brought muffins for the whole office on her first day? A little too bubbly for my taste. But yeah, she was at work the other day and suddenly burst into tears at, like, 10AM, and that’s how everybody found out.”

Of course. Even though people here are surrounded by celebrity gossip on the daily, nothing beats the good old-fashioned office affair. Why bother with celebrity gossip when you have front row seats to live drama unfolding ten feet away?

You take a sip of your smoothie, swallowing down the inkling of irritation that tickles the back of your throat. “Well,” you say, “I’m glad the downfall of my relationship is like a circus animal for them to gawk at. Can’t wait until they move onto the next big thing.”

“Honestly, it might blow over sooner than you think. The Love Doctor is back today.”

“What?” Your ears perk up at the mention of his name, glancing up at her in surprise as you put your drink down. “Doesn’t he work at the Paris office?”

“He used to work here. We joined around the same time. Then he transferred to Paris a few years ago. Nobody even knows why. One day he just upped and left.”

“Why didn’t you tell me he’d be here? I didn’t have time t-”

“Calm down, sweetcheeks, I only just found out,” Sohee chuckles, holding a finger against your mouth to shush you. “We all know you used to have a major lady boner for him.”

“I do not.” You don’t even know what he looks like, just his name when it appears in the byline of an article. “I admire him.”

Which is true, you do admire him. He’s your own version of a freaking rockstar. Though, you have to admit that Love Doctor is a huge cliche of a nickname, and significantly reduces the scope of his brilliance. The way that man writes makes it seem like he’s experienced lifetimes and is now here to pass on his wisdom. 

He doesn’t feel like a mere magazine writer like yourself. There’s something in his words that turns you inside out, makes you experience things that you’ve never even gone through. He flows like poetry, and leaves you stunned every time.

Okay, maybe you do have a lady boner, but for his brain.

Which… is probably something you should never say out loud.

Someone walks in then, a man you’ve never seen before. He looks around your age, if not a couple of years older. He bypasses all of the other desks without saying anything, not a single Hi or Good morning. He doesn’t look like the type to speak if not spoken to.

Then he walks over to where you and Sohee sit, and sets his bag on the empty desk next to yours.

You look at Sohee, and she just shrugs.

It can’t be him. Surely, it’s not…?

“Min Yoongi,” she says in greeting.

Oh, it is.

He spares her a nod before he looks away again. “Sohee.”

Is that the Parisian way? Is that how people normally greet someone they haven’t seen in years? Sohee and him were only colleagues, but still, the least you could do is pretend.

You’re not one to judge a book by its cover, but c’mon, seriously? Were you wrong for expecting the person who writes about love in its most raw and beautiful form to look… not like Grumpy Cat personified? It makes you even more fucking intimidated. And he’s going to be sitting next to you? The fuck?

As he sits down, you blink, still a bit dazed, not sure how to process this. Sohee gently pushes you forward, which makes you nearly stumble right into him. You turn to her with a glare, but she just motions to him, mouthing ‘Go on.’

You clear your throat, wiping your hand on your pants before you hold it out. “Hi, I’m Y/N. It’s so nice to finally meet you,” you say, trying to sound as professional as you can. “I’m really looking forward to working with you.”

He glances at you, and reaches out to meet your outstretched hand in a barely-there handshake. “Yoongi.”

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Can we get Max x MotoGP part 2? Where she meets someone new and shes glowing and getting on the podiums?

And leave this fucked up place behind

part 1 - "Used to stick together"

Pairing: Max Verstappen x female!reader, lewis hamilton x female!reader

Summary: after cheating and breaking up with max you start to get over it love yourself again and finally meet someone who lets you be yourself

Warnings: alcohol, cigarettes, loving yourself again, partying,

a/n: so I like it and thank you for your request and I look forward to more requests haha, English is not my first language, sorry for the mistakes

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Paris fashion week 2023

Seeing Max and Kelly together for fashion week broke my heart completely. Have I come to terms with the loss, not so much? My love for Max has always known no bounds. We broke up after ten years. Yes, after 10 fucking years. But honestly, it's probably even fun. For these ten years, I have always been in Max's shadow, even though I am in motorsport myself, fans and others have always seen him. Unlike Lewis, whom I have known since childhood. Lewis was about 4 years older than me but he always treated me better than Max. Suddenly someone snapped me out of my trance.

"I wouldn't have expected you here! Y/n it's good to see you" I'd recognize that voice anywhere "Not that I haven't been coming here since I was little! Nice to finally see you Lewis" The sarcasm in my voice was audible to everyone.

We were sitting next to each other, but when I saw who would be sitting next to us, I was terrified. Seeing Max and Kelly cuddling like us just made my heart ache. As I sat down I saw that they were looking at me with surprised eyes I smiled softly and said 'hey'. Fortunately, everything passed quickly and I was hoping that tomorrow I would get another place and if not, I would ask someone to change it. Lewis apologized to me because he had gone with someone to say goodbye and I found that I would quickly escape from there and back to the hotel. Suddenly Kelly started talking to me, I had no problem with her, on the contrary, I used to love her a lot now, but somehow we don't talk too much. Even when I was younger, I had a crush on her. However, our conversation didn't last long because I was a bit tired so I said goodbye to who I had and went to the exit. As I was near the exit door, someone grabbed my arm. When I turned around, I saw that it was Max.

' We need to talk' he gripped my arm tighter. 'we don't have to and you know what I don't even feel like it right now '

"Please give me 5 minutes and let's talk" his expression wasn't very nice "five minutes and seconds no more"

'Thank you! What do you think you'll come here, you'll be nice!' his tone of voice suddenly jumped up which made me flinch 'Listen Max because you're acting like the center of the world after these 10 years I've learned to live in your shadow alley I'm done with it. I'm happy at last and I want it to stay that way"

'you won't find anyone better than me' I took a step further but his tone was getting higher and higher 'anyone who doesn't cheat on me a hundred times will always be better

' 'you little whore, listen to me-' I shuddered again but someone interrupted him 'you must be doing something wrong, buddy, you don't call women that way '

'Y/n are you okay?' that soft lewis voice made me cry. 'Shh, let's go somewhere quiet. Don't be afraid of me sweetheart'

I couldn't calm down, maybe Max was right, I won't find anyone better in my life. Too many negative thoughts ran through my mind. I was sitting in the passenger seat and Lewis tried to calm me down. He stopped at a small shop and went inside. He quickly left with some cheap French wine and quickly left without speaking and just smiling. He stopped at the Eiffel Tower and got out, and so did I. We sat on the ground.

"you know he didn't deserve you he was always just an asshole so secretly I never liked him" a small giggle escaped my lips "you know I don't deserve you"

"Not true! You are unique and will remain so forever."

Lewis opened the wine and drank from Gwent handed me the bottle so I did the same. We started joking and reminiscing about old times and mocking my French accent when I turned 4 and moved to the UK with my mum. I don't know how this time will pass but it was already somewhere after 4 and the sun was slowly starting to dawn so we decided that we would start to gather. He drove me to the apartment I was renting for the duration of my stay in Paris. We were right at the door when I opened it.

"Are you coming in a minute or are you in a hurry?" he just smiled and walked in

He started looking around, and by then I had managed to put the rest of the wine in the fridge.

"what is it? Do I look bad?" just smile "you look like a walking angel"

I felt my cheeks turn red. But he kept staring. I quickly ignored it and went to take off my makeup and change into something more comfortable. I came out of the bathroom and he looked at me

"What?" I said confused. "Red Bull everywhere. would be better in a Mercedes t-shirt, baby"

Maybe if I wasn't driving for Red Bull I would have agreed, but for as long as I can remember he's been at Mercedes and I've been at Red Bull and he's biting me. But it was always fun for him and me, our inside joke. A lot of people thought we were something of a couple, but to him, I'll probably always be like a little sister. We sat on the couch and watched French TV, looking at Lewis' face, he didn't quite understand what was going on. My heart began to sway as Lewis puts his arm around me and laughs at the looney tunes that were on the TV, but I often saw him glance at me out of the corner of his eye. My eyes started to slowly close, I felt safe, I don't even know why. I leaned my head against his chest and started to fall asleep, he started stroking my head which caused butterflies in my stomach. I won't lie that I've always had a crush on him, but I tried to ignore that feeling, but it didn't always work out. I didn't want to ruin our relationship because he treated me like a little sister. I don't know when and how but my phone rang, it was 11 noon God I slept for a while. Next to me he slept sitting up on the couch like me lewis. So it wasn't a dream. It was a pity to wake him up so I quickly turned off the wake up call calmly broke free from the hug got dressed and went for a run because I had to ventilate my mind to think clearly. On the way, I stopped at a cafe for something for breakfast and coffee because there was nothing in the fridge. I came back an hour later and he was still asleep. I didn't have the heart to wake him up, so I tried to be as quiet as possible, but she saw him get up.

"Coffee or breakfast?" I asked in a voice loud enough for him to hear me "you don't even know how much I need this"

All I did was smile and hand him a cup of coffee and a waffle. He looked like a small child enjoying his favorite food. I felt warmth in my heart.

"Y/n we need to talk about something" I don't even know how stressed I was I just hid it under a smile "What's the problem?"

"Because that's the thing. Y/n I've just been in love with you since I can remember and I know it's a shit time cause you just broke up with Max but know that I love you if you don't then I completely understand and let's forget it" I felt that moment was not real and probably just a dream but I always dreamed about it and now I don't know how to act "Lewis because I love you too forever but I was afraid to make a move because I was afraid for our awesome friendship"

"We're both fucked up now will you make this magical moment and be my girlfriend" all I could do was cry and a hesitant "yes" came out of my mouth

"I changed our seats anyway and we won't be sitting next to Max and Kelly baby" I hugged him and felt more tears in my eyes "thank you so much"

He just smiled and went back to eating his breakfast. I went to collect it because there was little time left. Lewis went to the hotel to get himself together and he was supposed to pick me up and he did. Time passed quickly and we were already waiting for a place to sit, but we didn't have to wait long. Luckily Max was out of my sight and I was able to enjoy the show.

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Parallel Hearts - Chapter 7

Synopsis: Never in your wildest dreams you imagined that you’ll meet your ult bias. But it seems that the universe really loves you this time. Will Jeon Jungkook notice you?

Pairing: fem reader x ?idol

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Warnings: for all chapters-Kissing-Nudity-Sex 18+-Stalking-Harrassment-Cheating-Death mentions Minors don’t interact!

Word count: 5637

Previous chapter

Masterlist

After a few weeks away from your new home in Seoul, coming back broke your heart a little more. Because it reminded you of Mingyu and you still had feelings for him. Just whishing to make the feelings go away it won’t do anything.

Of course you had thoughts about you maybe rushing into breaking up and not believing in him enough. But he had a reputation and you saw with your own eyes. Also, Jun told you he doesn’t think Mingyu did anything that night, because he knew the guy loved you.

Loved? Does he still love you? Did he ever love you? Would you give him a chance?

You really don’t know, and all this thinking gives you a headache. Better think about something else, or even better, find something to do to keep your mind away from him. So you decide to make today a day for yourself. You will go on a date with yourself, a walk, some ice cream, maybe a movie.

So you take a nice shower, put all the lotions of the world all over your body, put a great outfit with a cute makeup and go for a walk.

The November air is pretty cold and you like to feel warm, so you opted for an oversized coat and a fluffy beanie. Also, a mask, because you can’t stand cold air coming into your nose and mouth. Trees are almost bald at this time, the scene might look sad and creepy, but somehow it’s a feeling of freedom.

Everyone should take themselves on a date from time to time, you think. You don’t know why when it’s almost zero Celsius outside, you crave ice cream. Is it because Mingyu used to bring you some all the time and you would cuddle on your couch, eating a whole bowl together?

Memories like that keep sneaking up on you. Every little thing reminds you of him, that’s how your brain works. It was the same after every major breakup you had. It’s normal to get attached to someone and after they’re gone, your mind still goes to them and connects dots.

A cute fancy cake place catches your eye and decide to enter and chose whatever you like. Something with marshmallow and strawberries. Feels nice to sit on a window table, eating your cake in peace, looking at the people walking on the sidewalk.

You remind yourself to workout more, maybe drag Hana to a local gym 3 times a week. Even going on long walks it’s really good for the mind and body, you always loved to walk and observe the city.

Hmmm, I wanna go out and have fun tonight, should call Hana.

Hana: Wifey, hiiii!

Y/N: Should we go out tonight and dance?

Hana: Hell yeah!

Y/N: Ok, then I’m going to the cinema in a little while then going to head home and get ready.

Hana: Who you’re going with? Date?

Y/N: Date with myself, yes. I really need to take my mind of everything that happened lately.  I know I just came back from my vacation, but here, everything reminds me of him.

Hana: Wifey, you need some fun in your life. More than usual.

Y/N: I don’t know, not really in the mood for going out. I would just sit on a chair and zone out, and people would just come bother me with stupid questions.

Hana: Ok, then maybe something more quiet, like dinner and hanging out? You could invite Jun too and I don’t know…

Y/N: Girl. Do you like Jun?

Hana: Haha, look at the time. See you later at your place, I’ll bring food and drinks. Byyeee!

She always does this when she’s caught. She’s so ridiculous. But she’s right, I should do more fun stuff.

After texting Jun about tonight’s plans, you walked home. On the way, you stopped at the supermarket to get your favourite snacks.

As soon as you’re close to your complex building, a text comes up on your phone screen.

Unknown number: You look pretty today, but pretty girls shouldn’t walk alone all day.

Trying to remain calm, you pretend the text didn’t phase you, you put it in your pocket and walk a little faster. You look around to see if you’re being followed but now that you’re thinking about it, everyone looks suspicious.

Getting inside your building never felt safer. You ask the security at the front door if anyone asked about you and they say no.

You hurry to get inside your apartment and immediately call Hana. She doesn’t pick up. You call Jun. no answer, he’s probably really busy. Your mind starts to go places and you even contemplate about calling Mingyu.

Ugghh, I’m just sick of this shit!! Why are they doing this? It’s probably stupid Jungkook again. I should be more careful from now on about my surroundings, I never am. I’m so dumb sometimes.

Managing to calm yourself down after a while, you need to unwind some of this pent up frustration, so the best solution for now is going to the gym. Some boxing will sure help. Even at the private gym in your building, you keep an eye on every single guy that’s in your line of vision. Nobody is to be trusted.

30 minutes hitting the boxing bag, already feeling better, then some heavy weighting to end. Feeling like a brand new person. Now it’s time to get back to your apartment, take a hot shower and get thing ready for the little get together with your friends.

It’s 8 PM and Hana and Jun are at your place, eating some Mexican food and talking.

Y/N: Guys, I think I am being followed again.

Jun: What??? Who’s following you?

Hana: It’s fucking JK again? I swear to God, I’ll kick his balls!

Y/N: I don’t know, it might be him. Or I might have another stalker.

Jun: Girl, wouldn’t it be a good idea if you told Mingyu about this? He might be able to help, especially if it’s concerning Jungkook.

Y/N: Ugh, I don’t wanna talk to him though. I am not ready to hear from him or see him.

Hana: Please be careful when you’re on the street, when you’re walking into your building, in the elevator, even when you’re about to open your door. Who knows… I’ve seen and heard a lot of crazy stories.

Jun: Can you promise me something? If things like this happen again, please let Mingyu know. I know he still cares about you and would do anything for you.

Hana: How do you know that?

Jun: We talk, we’re besties. He knows we hang out and he always asks about you, if you’re ok, if you’re sleeping, eating, if you’re sad or lonely. Maybe with time you two can talk about what happened, fix things between you and even be friends.

Y/N: I don’t know, really. If I didn’t have this much shitty history with exes, maybe I’d give him a chance to explain. But I’m just so tired, you know. Just tired. I’m still not over him, but I can’t keep let men lie and cheat. Even if he didn’t cheat, I won’t allow my partner get into that type of situations where they make me doubt them and look like a fool.

Jun: I think you just need to do things in your own pace, nothing more. I’m sure he will wait for you to heal.

You feel so emotional that tears start running down your face, because you really feel loved right now. You have two good friends that are ready to throw hands for you. They both rush to hug you and they hold you like that for minutes, until sobs start to disappear.

The rest of the evening, they make you sit on the couch between them, holding your hands while watching your favourite funny movie, The Grinch.

Hana: Want us to sleep over? We can make a huge bed in the living room and sleep here all three.

You just nod and cuddle into them more.

Y/N: I’m so lucky to have you both. And thank you, Jun, for being genuinely my friend and not having hidden intentions. I feel like so far, all the men in my life that acted as friend had other intentions. So thanks, you’re a real one!

Next morning, Jun left for work early and both you and Hana got ready for office together. You gave her some of your clothes to wear.

Hana: I’ll drive you home after work today, and I’ll be doing that for a while, to make sure you’re not followed.

Y/N: I’d usually say no, but I am actually a little concerned. So thanks, it means a lot. And you know I’d do anything for you too.

Hana: Love you!

Y/N: Love you too!

Today there’s a shoot for Jongga, and you didn’t bother asking who amongst the Seventeen members will be in it. You just knew one of them is the new ambassador for the company.

When you walked into the studio, you saw the staff doing their jobs. Some was sitting on the chair, having his makeup done. Couldn’t see his face, but you were sure it wasn’t Mingyu and you felt relieved, even though you missed him.

This guy has black hair, a little long and a little curly. Wearing a red suit and looking really good from behind. When he gets off the chair and turns around, you two lock eyes and stop for a moment. His cheeks turned pink and it made you smile, remembering the time when you pushed him into that wall and kissed him in front of JK and Mingyu.

Well, he looks hotter than usual, more buff. And that longer hair does things. You were impressed, but then you remembered how he was a little shit to you. So you thought you could play a little and get your revenge. Nothing big, just teasing him.

So you take advantage of the situation and the way he’s blushing after seeing you and you wave at him and send him a cute wink. It works, not his face is all red. You start to giggle and you turn to find the photographer for some last touches about the set.

The whole shoot, you gave Hoshi long flirty stares and smiles. You loved watching him fluster. He kept on zoning out, not being able to focus, kept on running into things, stumbling over. You could feel his eyes on you every time he looked. And each time, you would look back at him to catch him and make him feel shy.

After the shoot was over, your assistant brought some food and drinks and you got an idea. Seeing as Hoshi was getting his makeup removed, you grabbed a tray and put some food on it, stuff you thought he would like, then went towards him and placed the tray on the table next to him.

Y/N: Here, I’m sure you’re hungry. We’ve been here for over 8 hours, you’ve worked hard.

He turned and looked into your eyes and blushed again.

Hoshi: O..oh, thanks! Really.

You touched him shoulder, a little pat and smiled, then walked away. That should do for today, he’ll be thinking about me all day. He thinks he’s a big bad tiger, huh?

Then you went to Hana’s desk to tell her about it.

Hana: At least I am seeing you smile, it’s been weeks since the last time you smiled. But please, don’t break the poor boy. He seems so helpless.

Y/N: I can’t forget how he treated me. I won’t treat him the same way, I’m not evil, but a little teasing will be fun.

Later that day, while you were at the grocery store, you got a text from Jun.

Jun: What did you do to Hoshi? He’s been talking about you the whole day. We had practice for the performance team and our ears hurts from how much he yapped.

Y/N: Oh, what you mean, bestie? I did nothing, I’m an innocent angel. I was just nice to him.

Jun: I don’t know, he kept saying you’re really cool and pretty. He’s insane. What you doing now?

Y/N: Market, wanna cook tonight and go to bed early. Tomorrow we’re having a big meeting about your new show that we might work on.

Jun: Wasn’t Hana driving you home?

Y/N: She did, but the market is next to my complex and she dropped me here. I’ll be careful.

Jun: Text me when you get home.

Y/N: Ok, mom!

You had no idea you spend an hour inside the store, because now it’s dark outside. You have a 5 minute walk to your building. Taking a left, you notice a guy walking your way, wearing black clothes, a hoodie and mask.

Oh. Shit, I don’t have the pepper spray on me.

There’s nobody else around and you feel tensing up as you and the stranger walk closer and closer towards each other. Right when you get close enough to him, you pretend to wave someone behind him, so he thinks someone’s waiting for you.

Suddenly, you start running, carrying groceries in your paper bag. The fastest you ever ran, you think, but then why did it seem like you didn’t move an inch?

The guy started calling your name, yelling after you. You were sure he started running, trying to catch you. So you started screaming.

Y/N: Leave me alone!!!!

Stranger: Y/N!!! I’m going to catch you, so stop running!

But your building was so close and you felt a little better knowing the guard will be net to the entrance. As soon as you reached the door, you started punching the glass for the guard to let you in. you felt a strong hand grab your coat as the door opened and you got inside.

Trying to get away from his grip, you screamed at the guard and threw your bags on the ground. Both hands pulling on your coat. The stranger hesitated to step inside the building, but he kept trying to get you out of it. This is not how you imagined your end.

Luckily, the guard came over and scared the stranger away, and the jerk ran. Your fell on the floor after he released the grip on your coat. Tears starting to cover your face, your whole body shaking from the scare. This had never happened to you, not at this scale.

Guard: Miss, are you ok? Did he hurt you?

But you were not able to make a work for some minutes, you were in shock.

He managed to lift you up and you threw yourself in his arms, asking if the guy is still around.

Guard: No, he ran away, you’re safe now. Let’s get you a chair and some water.

He sat you down, your hands still shaking. You couldn’t stop crying. He offered a glass of water and you drank it all immediately. He waited for you to calm down a little, until you were able to speak.

Guard: We should call the police and your family or friends, or someone.

Y/N: Can you please get my bag? My phone.

He brings your bag, you take your phone out and press the call button.

Y/N: Please come. Someone attacked me in front of my building and I’m scared.

You were sobbing while on the phone, but he understood everything and the only think you heard was “be there in 15”.

When you saw him, you felt like crying harder. Your legs couldn’t move, he came to hug you and tell you it’s going to be ok. You knew that no matter what, he will come.

Mingyu: Tell me what you need right now? Want to call the police?

Y/N: No. I don’t know. Take me upstairs, please.

He took your bags in one hand and your hand on the other. The whole way up in the elevator, you couldn’t keep away. You felt to scared that you needed to be stuck to his chest to feel safe. He was so angry this happened to you.

He put in your door password and got you inside. He felt happy you didn’t change the password after the breakup.

Mingyu: Let me put the food away and I’ll run you a bath, ok?

You just nod, with a sad face.

After the bath was ready, he lifted you in his arms and carried you into the bathroom where he slowly put you down.

Mingyu: Can I help you take your clothes off or you want to do it? I can leave the room..

Y/N: You do it, my hands are still shaking. Please.

You should feel embarrassed, ashamed, but all you feel is safety. Because you know him, you feel comfortable.

He takes your clothes off, then helps you get in the hot tub. While you’re sitting in the hot water, he keeps on patting your head and back.

Mingyu: I’m here, you’re safe.

You finally lift your eyes and look at him and you see how miserable be looks. His eyes are teary.

Mingyu: Want to talk about it?

Y/N: Not right now. I’m sorry, I didn’t know who else to call.

Mingyu: Baby, you can always call me. I told you.

Y/N: Were you busy?

Mingyu: Doesn’t matter, you are more important. But let me call the guys and let them know you’re ok. They were worried. Jun wanted to come too, but he needed to stay for practice.

He gets his phone to call Jun. He answers so fast.

Jun: Tell me she’s ok.

Mingyu: Yes, she’s fine. I’m with her at her place.

Jun: Jesus fuck! What happened?

Mingyu: I don’t know yet, she will tell me later. She’s too scared right now.

Jun: Ok, just keep me posted, ok?

When he gets back to you, he sits on the floor next to the tub, holding your hand.

Y/N: Can you stay tonight?

Mingyu: Of course.

When you’re out of the bath tub, he helps you dry off and put comfy clothes on.

Mingyu: Come on, sit on the couch and I’ll make some tea, then prepare something to eat. I don’t wanna hear complaints.

You sit on the couch, covered in your favourite fluffy blanket, watching him cook in your kitchen. You try to think about how this makes you feel. If you could forgive him and get over what happened. Your break your own heart again, realizing that you could never forget about it and you could never be the same with him.4

And what’s the point of being with him if you can’t get over it and be happy and trust him again? You like to hope though, but deep down you know it. It’s not the same, it’s never going to be the same again. You never want to trust a man again.

You cry again, but this time because of your heart. You still love this man and you can’t be with him.

He sees you’re crying and he comes to hug you and kiss your cheeks. He also kisses your lips, a small peck. But it felt like fire. It burned you whole and it made your heart hurt more.

Mingyu: I will get back to the kitchen, but I’m here, not going anywhere.

You lay back into the couch, wanting to be swallowed by it and just disappear and make the pain go away.

After a while he comes back, food ready. He cups your cheek, asking if you want him to feed you and you say no.

You tell him it’s ok to sleep in your bed and that you need him to hold you. You know this will break your heart even more, but what’s one more, right? You’ve got this far, you’re poor heart is on the floor in thousands of pieces. Nothing will build it back together anyway.

He holds you the whole night, whispering sweet words.

Mingyu: I’m really sorry. For everything. We could talk about everything that happened tonight and between us when you’re ready. I wish I could take us back in time before I screwed up, but I can’t. I know you can’t trust me now and I swear, I could never cheat on you. Never.

You can tell he’s crying too. Maybe he’s telling the truth.

After he’s making sure you’re asleep, he closes his eyes too.

You wake up in his arms, feeling his breathing into your hair. You used to love this, but now it only brings you anxiety. You feel like he’s  not yours anymore and that he could just disappear any moment. You hate this feeling.

When he feels you shift in hi hold, he brings you closer and kisses your head. A soft “I love you” passes his lips and you feel like crying.

You need to end this, you can’t take it anymore.

Y/N: Gyu?

Mingyu: Yes, my love.

Y/N: I can’t do this.

He slowly sits up in bed to face you. He wasn’t expecting this.

Mingyu: Can’t you try?

Y/N: I can’t trust you, and every time you look at me or tell me something nice, my heart breaks again. Because I know I can’t go back to what we were.

Mingyu: I was very drunk that night, I admit. And I remember talking to that girl. I just don’t remember going to my room with her, everything is blurry after I left the party. I would not lie to you. I swear. I’m sure this is a set up of JK.

Y/N: I just can’t believe that. You don’t even know what happened, if something happened or not. I can’t forget that and if we’d get back together, my mind would keep going back to that moment and I would feel miserable. It would influence our relationship. Trust me, I know myself. I’ve been there before.

Tears start to fall on his cheeks and he take your hands in his. You pull them away.

Y/N: I just can’t. I can’t give you what you want. At least not now. I don’t know about the future. Maybe 5 years from now I am able to heal and start over, maybe you’ll be married with the love of your life.

Mingyu: You’re the love of my life, you’re the one I want to marry.

You drop your head and try your best to keep your tears inside, but you can’t.

Y/N: I’m sorry. I still love you, but I can’t do this to myself. I would be miserable.

Mingyu: I understand. You…. want me to stay a little longer today? Are you feeling better now?

After you broke his heart, he’s still thinking about you. and this makes you break some more.

Y/N: You can go, I’m ok. I’m sure you need to work.

He comes closer to you to give you one last hug then he gets up and leaves. You know that if you don’t walk him to the door, you’ll feel worse.

Y/N: I’m here if you ever need me.

Mingyu: Same. Bye, Y/N!

God, now I can finally ugly cry alone. I’ll miss you, Gyu!

And you cry, the whole day. He calls you at some point to make sure you’re ok. He also tells you that he will take care of the situation from last night with your stalker. He is sure it was Jungkook or some guy hired by him. He won’t leave things like this, not when you don’t feel safe.

Maybe I’ll get over him in a few weeks, thought would anyone get over the Kim Mingyu? Like…ever?

The next weeks are extremely hard for Mingyu also. He can’t be 100% at work and he feels like shit, knowing he’s disappointing his members. They just had a comeback, they are in full concert frenzy and it’s practice, travel, performing, shooting non-stop. It never stops and he feels like soon enough, if he’s not having some time off, he’s going to go insane. His members are worried for him and try to talk to him.

Hoshi still tried to understand what happened between you and Gyu, and seeing him so sad these days, he decides to do an intervention. He brings Jeonghan with, hoping they will somehow help Mingyu’s case.

Hoshi: We can see you’re not ok, and we can only guess why.

Jeonghan: You should talk to us about it, Gyu. Let it out, it will help.

Hoshi: But start from the beginning, because I feel like I was out of the loop for a while.

Mingyu: I’m sorry, Hosh. I’ve been an asshole to you. It wasn’t intentional at first, you then I thought it was funny how you thought something else. Truth is, she was nothing but an angel. And I ruined everything. She can’t trust me anymore and I understand why. But it’s still hard to accept it. We still love each other and we can’t be together. I know I’m not perfect, maybe I’m actually a jerk and she deserves much better.

Jeonghan: Come on, you know that’s not true. You’re a great guy, 10 out of 10. I don’t know many guys like you. don’t put yourself down. Maybe you’re just not meant to be together. Or maybe it was not the right time.

Hoshi: Look, I’ve talked to Coups too and we all agreed that you should take a break. A month or two. Something like this takes time to heal, we all been there. We will manage and we’ll be waiting for you to get back. It’s not the end of the world.

Mingyu: I think you are right. I feel like I am sinking into the ground slowly. I need to breathe. I need to leave for a while.

After a week, Pledis announces Mingyu’s hiatus that’s going to last for an undetermined period. When you found out about it you knew why he’s doing it and you felt guilty. You wanted to call him and be there for him, but it would do more harm than good.

It’s been weeks since you last saw him and all this time helped you a little. You need to keep distance for now, to heal. Won’t help either of you if you keep talking or meeting. It’s fine, you’ll have him back in your life in the future. Just not right now.

Since Mingyu’s hiatus, you were able to spend more time around Jun and the rest of the members, either at concerts or just simple gatherings and dinners. Jun adopted you as his little sister. Hana kind of liked him, but it was not reciprocated unfortunately.

Today, you had a shooting with the performance team. They are planning an MV for a new song. The set is really fun, they will even get to dance in water while getting their pictures taken. The stylist picked some flowy outfits, all black, for that scene.

As you were standing on the side, watching them dance and pose, making sure everything is right, you felt someone pinching your arm.

Hana: Earth to Y/N!

Y/N: Oooowww! What the hell!

Hana: Can you be more obvious than that?

Y/N: What do you mean?

Hana: You were practically drooling over them, or one of them. Who is it?

Y/N: Pff, don’t be ridiculous. Plus, my bro Jun is there. How could I drool over him?

Hana: Maybe you were not starring at him? Is it Hao? I’ve been seeing you two being flirty.

Y/N: Girl, we are just flirty people, but it’s innocent. And it’s nobody, leave me alone!

Hana: I know you. I know what you’re thinking when you’re making that face.

Y/N: And even if I liked someone, I don’t want a guy in my life. I’m done with men, I’d rather be single forever.

Hana: You don’t even believe that.

Y/N: Just watch me.

She scoffs and leaves you there. Were you really starring and drooling? You didn’t think so. Well, they look good, and those clothes were hugging their toned bodies a little to close from that damn water that splashed everywhere. The water floor was your idea and now you are not sure if you love it or hate it.

After a few hours, the shoot is over and you get an idea, walking towards the 4 guys.

Y/N: Great job today, really!

Dino: Oh, thanks, Y/N! Your team is really professional, they did almost all the work.

Y/N: Nonsense, it was all you.

Minghao comes and puts his arm around your shoulder, smiling at you.

Minghao: It’s hard to find a woman who’s this attractive, smart and talented.

His flirting doesn’t make you blush anymore, you got used to it by now.

Y/N: Staaaahp, it’s not like you guys are not 10s. Any woman would marry you instantly.

Hoshi: Would you?

Y/N: Duuhhh!

Jun: Ugh, stop this flirting, it makes me sick!

Y/N: What about flirting more at dinner? My treat today, I wanna spoil you guys.

Hoshi: Yaaasss, I love food!!

Y/N: I know.

Hoshi: And you know that because.. you like me?

Y/N: Pffaahh! Me? Like you? As if.

A s you all walk towards the exit, you try to annoy Hoshi for saying such a ridiculous thing, so you catch up to him while he’s walking next to Jun and you pretend you trip and push Hoshi. With an innocent and shocked face, you apologize to him.

Y/N: Oh no, I’m so sorry! My eyes are blind from such beauty and such light emanating from your face.

Everyone starts laughing and Hoshi pouts.

The dinner went pretty much the same. You kept making flirty jokes with Hoshi, sometimes making him blush, sometimes getting hit back with his flirty lines. At some point you would talk in a cute voice, pretending to want to feed him a piece of meat and he would open his mouth without thinking. When the meat was right in front of his mouth, you would just take it back and put it into your mouth.

Hoshi: Wow, you’re so mean. I don’t wanna be friends anymore.

Y/N: Does…this mean…you want to be lovers?

And you cup your cheeks with your hands, blinking uncontrollably and cutely, making shy faces.

Hoshi: No, you’re too annoying for that. I like girls who don’t make fun of me.

Y/N: Nooo, please! What can I do to make you forgive me?

Hoshi: For starters, you could make some really cute faces and I’ll think about it.

Then you do your best aegyo, without thinking. Those few shots of soju helped, you hate doing this normally. The other guys start laughing at how cute and funny you looked, but Hoshi blushed. His face was fucking red. He started frowning, eating angrily.

Y/N: What’s the matter? Too cute for you?

Hoshi: Shut uuup!

This banter continued for the rest of the evening and you felt it was the most fun you had in weeks. Many weeks.  At the end, you started to become a little emotional.

Jun: Hey, are you and Hosh twins? You’re both the same when you drink.

Hoshi: No, we’re not. I’m more cuter, she’s just annoying.

Y/N: You know nothing, Kwon! And I am fine, I’m not going to star crying like you. I don’t cry for men anymore.

Minghao: Why would you cry for men? Look at you, they should cry for you.

Y/N: Riiight? I am so done with relationships and love.

Minghao: What if you fall in love by accident?

Y/N: I’ll just ignore it.

Dino: How can you ignore that?

Y/N: I  don’t know, I’ll distance myself from the guy, I guess.

Hoshi: That’s just dumb. You should be happy you found love, and embrace it.

Y/N: What do you know? You don’t know how one sided love is. Or how it is to love someone and not being able to be together.

Hoshi: Yes, I do.

Dino: Oh, don’t remind him of that, he’ll start crying.

Jun whispers into your ear: he was in love with a girl once and she let him think she liked him, then fucked one of his friends.

Y/N: Oh, shit!!!

Then you go sit net to Hoshi and give him a pat on the head, seeing that he was about to cry.

Y/N: Come on, Hosh, shit happens and it’s in the past. We’re drunk, we should not talk about exes. Fuck them!

And you take another shot. You can hold your drink better than him, and when you see him trying to take a shot too, you grab the glass from his hand and drink it yourself.

Y/N: Here, drink some water. You don’t wanna get a headache tomorrow, do you?

He’s looking into your eyes like a lost puppy. His mouth in the most adorable pout and you just wanna squish his cheeks. So you do it, you let your invasive thought win. You start squishing his face, playing with it, pulling on his nose, pinching his cheeks.

He’s all smiles and giggles, he loves it. You both forgot about the teasing. Without realizing, you end up cuddling into each other, on your chairs.

You don’t know how, but you ended up in your apartment with Hana. She’s trying to make you shower before bed and drink some water.

Hana: Y/N, stop being stubborn and take these off! You can’t shower with pants on.

Y/N: Why not?

Hana: Because clothes are not skin. And you need to watch your skin.

Y/N: But clothes need washing too.

Hana: Yeah, in the washing machine.

You were finally in your bed, cuddling your bestie.

Y/N: I like cuddles. People should cuddle more.

Hana: Good night, drunky pants!

[chinchillamajor]

So, drawing from the whole multiverse of pregnant Simon AUs that've been popping (no pun intended) up on Tumblr as of late, @cottagedeer had the utterly galaxy-brained idea to roll D&D dice to determine how otherworldly any particular AU's Golbaby power levels would be.

I saw what Vanilla Simon (love that name for him!)'s roll ended up as, and all I could think was: "omg, it's my dice!!"

Nobody could have known this, of course, but. I've always been a ridiculously lucky person, with the asterisk that my luck comes from all directions. I'm as liable to inexplicably skip out on an imminent Bad End (no joke-- I've managed to cheat death four times, so far) as I am to find the one-in-a-billion bolt in my pint of ice cream (as my one missing tooth can attest). Things just seem to happen *louder* around me.

And back in 2019, when I was told I probably had cancer for the first time, I ran a medical-bills fundraiser based around a die designed to reflect precisely my own brand of luck.

They were made of solid rose quartz (a nod to my favorite show at the time, Steven Universe) and only had two roll results: an evenly divided number of 1s and 20s.

Of the hundred dice I had made for the fundraiser, I still have *one* left, that I kept.

Out of curiosity, I rolled it today.

...Going by the numbers, I guess it's a *good* thing this universe's spontaneous kiddo never made it to term, because... just my luck, my Golbaby score was a 20. (I rolled it two more times. 20, again. And a third 20. I couldn't stop giggling.)

And then, the thought hit me.

It's probably among the most self-indulgent thoughts I've ever had, but. Hear me out.

*Someone's* gotta help out all those other pregnant Simons, in all those other universes.

So, to anyone with pregnant Simon AUs: I offer myself, in a handy-dandy fiction suit, as "Star Simon," a sort of messenger to all those other Simons finding themselves expecting by surprise.

Star Simon's own Golbaby never made it far enough to be born (too powerful; they had to be nerfed out of having a physical form), but appears as a teeny winged sparkle that follows Star Simon around, and allows him to dimension hop to where and when other pregnant Simons need to see some kindness, most.

After an appearance in each AU Simon’s dreams, Star Simon then has an 'in' to that Simon’s reality, which he only uses to portal in the fluffiest, coziest blankets, the most soothing cups of decaf coffee, and/or pep talks/advice, if needed.

Even in realities with the worst Bad Ends imaginable, Star Simon appears, to offer that Simon the biggest hug he can, and to tell his alternate self, "You did the best you could, and I'm so proud of you. At least *one* of us will always remember that."

...

Feel free to use the idea, or not. No offense taken, believe me!

But either way, I see what y'all are doing. You're building something truly wonderful. ❤️

It's only natural a fellow Simon-alike would want to help out somehow, haha.

[platinumrosetail]

Yandere shadowpeach dbk freenoodles sliktea greenflame spider Queen and Nezha x baby night fury/light furry mix reader

Like we are one of the eggs of toothless and his mate light furry.

But we end up get taken druing a fight and

Our egg is on a ship but somehow our egg rolls into a potrly and is in lmk world

and how the others find us is us hatching and they're stuck is so we end up in imprinting on them ( haha you are the father haha ) and they have to explain to there lovers what happened ( sun trying to explain his to his mate she did not cheat

Dbk the same to his scary wife tang to pigesy mk to Mei)

And they we see our mama and slowly turn into our human form which was still most likely look more Dragon then anything and sneeze end up doing a plasma ball lol that hits our Father lol

I always have a hard time when drawing a nightfury for when I wanted to make oc haha lol but anyway that’s off topic let’s get to it!

Warning: noob author, dark theme, female child reader, yandere platonic characters, and others.

Characters: shadowpeach, dbk, freenoodles, waterspider/silktea, greenflames (mk x mei), spiderqueen, nezha.

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Shadowpeach:

He had found you when he was fighting a demon who was dumb enough to try and kidnap his master and apparently that very demon had the egg you’re currently in, so they decided to bring you along for safe keeping until you hatched.

(I’m deciding to do this in the past since I didn’t really have a way to put sun in a fight that much plus I thought it would be a good and fun idea.)

You had hatched soon after and imprinted on sun some time into the journey later, they couldn’t do anything about it so they decided to go to sun’s home. When they all finally arrived to sun’s kingdom; flower fruit mountain, they weren’t expecting another monkey like sun but black aesthetic to punch sun in the face making him drop little (Y/n) who landed safely on the ground confused on what’s happening and don’t know what to do.

It was Tripitaka who was able to cool down his disciple mate and explain to him that sun did not cheat on him but actually in reality saved the little one when they came across a mishap on their journey which lead to macaque getting embarrassed and softly apologized to sun, who didn’t really care just as long as his mate know he wouldn’t do something that terrible to him and added how macaque looked hot when he punched him.

You look at the other monkey who wasn’t your father and soon declared him as your mother by talking in their language, which you had somewhat swiftly picked up on the argument from pigsy and sun along with everyone in the group are speaking to each other.

Before y’all got to flower fruit mountain; pigsy and sun was having a argument in front of you while you sun bathe which annoyed you because all you wanted was sleep and they weren’t letting you so you did what you could only do and followed your instincts; which lead for them to have a face being hit by a plasma blast shot from you before you went back to sleep now finally able to have the quiet of it that you needed to do so.

They all soon agreed to one, never mention that again and two, to never fight in front of you even if you’re not sleeping yet, cause they don’t know what else you could do and don’t want to find out; for such a young hatchling you certainly have a powerful plasma blast that even the great sun wukong don’t won’t to face again.

Macaque soon grew attached to you and now saw you as his daughter and would only let Tripitaka, Sandy, sun, and bai long ma be near you, no pigsy as he speaks loudly and you’re usually asleep when he’s around and macaque don’t want you to go through the trouble of shutting pigsy up so he makes sure he doesn’t happen.

Dbk family:

Dbk had found you in a forest as he was just taking a walk to calm his nerves and decided that you would be a big surprise to his and pif anniversary.

He had kept you a secret for the most part with only redson knowing and doing normal check ups to make sure you’ll hatch all healthy.

You had soon hatched and quickly latched onto dbk, imprinting on him as your father and soon followed him wherever he went which was hard for him to keep you a secret but apparently not good enough.

Pif had soon found the hatchling, and thought the worst; she at first thought that she could just ask her husband about it but with how hormonal she’s gotten from her period she soon grew anxious about the outcome to that which lead to her growing angry with her husband.

(I don’t know if demons can have periods or something similar to it but let’s just go with it for the post.)

Dbk forgot that it was his wife hormonal week with how excited he was about his gift for their anniversary, it wasn’t until redson had point out that it was in fact her hormonal week.

When you noticed pif it was then that you made the conclusion that she was now your mother and started cuddling with her making her settled down with your purring before her husband was finally having a chance to explain about you.

Redson mostly spent his time studying you and also playing fetch with you; he studies you because he want to make sure that he can understand the things you need, like, and other things like that, one time he was drawing on the dirt ground of the garden they had before you came over and observing what he was doing before grabbing a big enough stick before drawing yourself, one you were done you felt proud of your work before noticing redson was going to step on it and started growling at him which made him lift his foot before doing it again and seeing it result in the same reaction to when he first went to put his foot down on a line of your drawing before going around the liners and ended up to you which you jumped on him and yelled brother with a proud and happy look on your face.

Freenoodles:

Pigsy was just getting ingredients for his food that he sells in his shop when he found you about to be kidnapped while you’re in your egg not even hatched yet, which being out his overprotective side out and make the culprit regret deciding to do that.

When tang first saw the egg he had many thoughts mostly logical but then he started going down the deeper and more anxious thoughts before asking pigsy why he has a egg in his hand softly with his head down.

Pigsy was worried about his husband reaction and noticed how his shoulders would shake a little, starting to panic he quickly explained how he had saved you from some kidnappers and decided to bring you back home with him so that the two could raise together like with how they did with mk.

Tang was relieved but made pigsy let him have free noodles from now on as a way to make up for scaring him like that; he somehow doesn’t know how to react to that but relented anyway to make it up to tang.

You hatched soon afterwards and imprinted on both of them. You would tear the seats that was in the shop which lead to tang having to always carrying you so you wouldn’t be able to do that or get a reason to do that.

Tang had accidentally bought catnip and was going to bring it back for a return but you seem to have got a hold of it and now was doing things similar to how cats do when they’re on this stuff.

Tang and pigsy noticed how you seem to be more like a cat and decided to see if you would do more cat stuff with toys, pushing stuff and other things like a cat would, but it wouldn’t be long before you started to grow human features, not much but just enough to make it show. Your wings had crashed into many things which lead to you being told to do that outside when it gets stiff, and of course to ask permission and make sure you bring someone that they know they can trust; like mk, sandy, redson when he visits for his boyfriend.

Waterspider/silktea:

You had meet him when you barely could open your eyes; he was searching for a missing cat that got lost and was close to where you were, apparently the cat wasn’t exactly lost but had sensed you and wanted to see what was what, which lead to him finding you hatching from your egg and eyes meeting resulting in you imprinting on him as your new father, plus finding the cat.

Huntsman was skeptical about you since you’re a dragon and are more damaging than a cat is but sandy won him over by saying how the two could teach you on how not to do things that would damage the boat or anything else along those line.

They took noticed on how you acted like a cat so they went from there with a few changes since you aren’t really a cat. They also got a laser just to see how you would react to it; never again are they using it as he has being chaos.

They see that you like fish and nothing more so they tried to get different fish for you so you wouldn’t get tired of it so fast which probably wouldn’t matter as that’s your species usual diet, but they do try to spice things up with ingredients that they knew you might like and wouldn’t harm you.

You then start growing more hum an features as you stay and live with them which was new since you only had dragon features before so they decided to meet up with mei to see if she possibly know why you suddenly stared growing human features.

She said maybe is was because of how long you stayed with the couple and started to gain characteristics from the two which would make sense now that they think about it. Then they left for home while saying goodbye to mei along with thanking her as well.

They started teaching you more human/demon like teachings and how to live in the city while keeping you close to them as a dragon demon is rare and only mei’s family and herself are the only ones they knew about so you might get kidnapped if the two weren’t careful about protecting you from people who would do that.

Greenflames (mei x mk):

Mei is the one who had found you since your egg was in her garden and she was just going for a little walk to past the time before her boyfriend would come over and tan sight of you in a field of small flowers of light colors; and with how your egg shell was a very noticeable color it was super easily to spot you, that had made her a little worried about any trespassers that would sometimes come to either sill something from them and if they spotted you before her, she wouldn’t know what to do of that thought as if wold bring some paranoia.

When mk’s girlfriend; mei, had shown you to him he at first didn’t know what to think as the thought of finding a dragon egg was both awesome and worrisome. Awesome because that would mean a new friend she you hatch and he can teach you a lot of things like a dad would, and worrisome as something terrible would have happened if mei didn’t find you first.

Since mei’s family is descendants to bai long ma the dragon horse that had accompanied Tripitaka and his disciples she pretty much was raised to know how to take and raise any kinds of dragons if that sort of scenario happened as weird as that is.

You had hatched a few weeks later after that and that brought a celebration in order; when they brought out a substitute for the cake you apparently blew fire in reson’s face on accident, good thing he’s fire resistant and a demon or else his face would of melt by that plasma blast that you threw at his face.

You like to swim in the pool that your new mother family own for fun, and sometime your parents would add some fish as well as change the water for you and the fish that you like to practice catching in.

They would grow protective as they both have a few possible enemies that would like to weaken them at any moment wether it’s to kill you or kidnap you; the enemy best hope it’s just kidnapping cause if anything happened to you while in the enemies hands then they are done for and not just by you, they would have mk and mei to deal with.

They would bring you to the gravity arcade a lot as it’s a fun place and thought you would have a blast and they would be able to teach you some moves on how to get prizes and tickets for the prizes and y’all would get to spend time together as a family would.

Spiderqueen:

Your egg had found it’s way into her lair and was resting in the other eggs not being found out about until you hatched from that egg. Syntax was the one in the area and so he quickly alerted his queen of this new discovery which she had found amusing very much.

She was glad of this knew discovery and was thinking this was some kind of sign of her finally getting what she always dreamed of; total control of this place and hopefully soon the world, and if that happened it would be the year of the spiders all the time then.

She likes how you have more color schemes to her as it seems almost like you were meant to be under your care than any other who would fully and foolishly miss the potential that you would gain as you grow to adulthood, which is why she usually have herself and her most trusted and only minions be the one to take care of you.

She wouldn’t let you go anywhere outside the lai in fear of losing you as she ha d grown to think of you as her own daughter and child and even then you have a tracker imbeddedinto you by syntax just in case something bad happened or if you decided to wander off forgetting you mother’s words.

If anything bad happened to you then she would make sure that the culprit regrets even thinking a lost dong that then turn around to scold your for forgetting to bring strong spider, huntsman and, and syntax and your bodyguard.

You would get everything that you would want as long as log as you’re patient and if it was in her capability to get it; she would even get the head of sun wukong if it was possible and when sh get stronger than before.

She was glad that she lived somewhat close to the ocean for yoyu to get your fish as that seem to be the species diet from what she and syntax could understand as they learn from watching you follow your instincts.

Nezhaa:

You were brought to the jade emperor who thought it was wise to give you to Newhart; who was skeptical at this outcome but ended up agreeing to the jade emperor’s orders as the jade emperor is in human terms his boss.

It was a new occurrence for him to have to watch both you and the map at the same time but he was able to get used to it some time later and since you wouldn’t be able to anything at this stage of your growth so he didn’t really have that much challenge from you.

But when you did hatch it certainly became difficult for him as you can be rowdy when bored and hungry, he was able to get some things from a store in the human realm over time that would cure your boredom and huinger thankfully.

He noticed that you hav characteristics form that of a cat so h decided to see if you would play with cat toys ;Ike a laser that he can control by hand and a mouse for you to play with while he’s busy at the moment.

You soon gain human features as you grow; finally being able to stand on two legs that look like a human rather than a dragon who would be on four legs usually though you seem to have still have dragon features that now m,Ames you a half dragon.

When you had used you plasma blast for the first time it was at him when you had became grumpy by him not being able to spend time with you; and with how you’re still young and very much playful he needs to entertain you but you don’t realize how big his responsibility is right now but he still tries to raise you.

If anyone tried to take you away from him then she will make it a very painful death, even if that person is of higher wing than him; he will make sure that it was some kind of accident musta to make sure he’s able to keep you as his daughter.

(A/n: i didn’t do them all the same because some i had already put down and then remembered about the request and some of them didn’t seem like they would do that sop I hopes that was ok and hope you liked what i did with it anyway😁 hope y’all liked it as well and hope y’all have a wonderful day/evening/night!!)

[irys955]

A fic idea, where after getting beaten by Maraich for cheating again, Bancoran has a fleeting wish that he can play with other boys without upsetting Maraich. By some miracle, his wish is granted, and he is souls swapped with a Bancoran from another dimension (I'll call him Ban 2), who never got together with Maraich in his dimension (Maraich 2). So now he can have fun with any boy he wants without angering Maraich, isn't that nice?

Ban 2 then wakes up in a homely house with a "wife" and "his kid". He, while being suspicious that it was a prank from Patalliro again, can't helped but get drawn to Maraich and this comfortable lifestyle, so he just goes with the flow, enjoying his time there. Maraich can always see through anyone who are disguising as Bancoran, but this Ban 2 is Bancoran too, so while he feels that his lover is acting a bit strange, he just lets it be, thinking Bancoran is stressed from work. Figaro can of course tell that this is not his original father, but he is like, whatever, he is Bancoran too so it's fine and he knows this incident will be resolved somehow, he also just lets it be.

And the original Bancoran? He went crazy finding Maraich when he wakes up and sees his apartment barren, no trace of Maraich and Figaro. Then of course he goes to this dimension's Patalliro for help and after a long long time, he gets back to his original world. After that, being a realist, he chalks it up to a dream and Patalliro's fault. But also after that, he holds back on his playboy game and stays home more.

Anyways, then Ban 2 finally meets Maraich 2. So in this world, after the fall of International Diamon Organization, Maraich 2 is recruited to work dirty works for the gov without Ban 2 knowing. But then, even the officials who are his boss were afraid of him, I mean, Maraich is a top notch assassin after all, so after a long discussion, they finally decide to hand him to Ban 2, knowing Ban 2 has a good way with dealing with pretty boys. Of course, they will fall in love in the end haha. Before that, please insert as much angsty and dramas as possible though.

Thank you for reading to the end ^~^

[canon-vi]

Eira's attitude towards the others:

Reaper:

Mom didn't say much about Grandpa, except that he worked hard, but Dad speaks very highly of him.

Geno:

Grandma is very beautiful! I love looking at her in mom’s photos!

Hope:

I am amazed at her long braid, did she braid it every day? I am amazed by this woman!

Dream:

Dad speaks badly about grandpa... Well, I’d better ask mom later, I can’t even pull anything out of dad with claws

Ink:

Well, mom and dad spoke badly about her somehow... I don’t know... I’ll refrain

Nightmare:

Um... I don't remember...

Cross:

Oh, that baker, dad doesn’t really like him, like, I don’t know, I like his baked goods, did he have bad ones before or something?

Merciless:

I feel sorry for him, Aunt Drop is really crazy, and dad isn’t even going to do anything about it...

Lux:

Dad hates her... We'll have to find out why! Detective Eira will take care of it!

Pallete:

Even though dad doesn't do anything with Aunt Drop, I still love him, he works so hard

Goth:

Mom is very beautiful! I want to be like her, but I don’t really want to lose my hair yet, haha—

Drop:

Aunt... Strange... The way she treats Mr. Merciless and baby Daff...

Elva:

This little thing is always pretending to be me in front of my friends and trying to kill someone! ... Why doesn't she understand that murder doesn't require witnesses?

Daffodil:

Poor baby... I don't understand why dad doesn't do anything about all this?

Bonus:

Callisto:

Dad says he's bad, mom says he's good... I don't know

Taisiya:

Dad didn't talk much about her, I didn't even know that dad had another sister

Artemis:

Queen Artemis? She always looks so sad, is it because dad chose mom over her? I would be sad too, but I think that guy wouldn’t have lived long because of Eli

Sunshine:

Crazy beauty! She's a lot of fun! Also, if I don't want to listen to Eli's ravings about mushrooms, then I can send her to her

Vivi:

I saw her on the street several times, but she always pretended that we didn't know each other, I hope Daffodil is okay with Aunt Vi

Shelki:

I often help her dress fashionably when she can't! Aunt Shel is very kind!!

Tace:

... Is she really older than me? She looks 10... But she likes my and Eli's wings! She's also very cute

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Elva's attitude towards others:

Reaper:

Looking at grandfather’s work, their family life looked as if grandfather went out to buy bread and returned with milk all the time

Geno:

I like to listen to my grandmother’s stories about how she ignored my grandfather, now I know how I will torture my future boyfriend!

Hope:

Hope is so old... And why did she love someone like Grandpa Dream? I thought with age comes wisdom... He doesn't deserve you, Grandma Hope!

Dream:

I don’t know, I don’t give a fuck, I didn’t even see him

Ink:

She cheated on my grandfather, how else can I feel about her? The Drop is probably all in her, crazy

Nightmare:

Some kind of evil guy... I don't know

Cross:

A? Who? Baker? Do you think I remember every baker I see? Am I crazy according to you?

Merciless:

He’s seriously like Drop’s hostage, what kind of eternal BDSM games do they have there? Does Merciless know a safe word?

Lux:

I only saw her in photographs, and then in Miss Hope’s photo album, dad cut out all the photos with her from his photo album

Pallete:

Dad is creepy, I love mom more, otherwise he sees what that crazy woman is doing with Mr. Merciless and Daff, and doesn’t do anything!

Goth:

I love my mother, I also want to become Death in the future and then all the offenders of Eri will go to the bottom in the lava lake of hell!

Drop:

She's crazy, what else can I say?

Eira:

My bitch, I like the way she braids my hair, it’s beautiful and comfortable! How the hell does she do that?

Daffodil:

No matter how sadistic I am, even I feel sorry for this little girl, her parents are fucked up, both of them

Bonus:

Callisto:

Until you decide who to believe, mom or dad, you can go crazy, so I don’t know

Taisiya:

If it weren’t for my mother, Eri and I probably wouldn’t have known about her, well, we’ve never seen her and don’t even know where she lives

Artemis:

Queen Artemis, I heard that she was dad's beloved, but for some reason he decided to stay with mom... Why?

Sunshine:

She's crazy... She's fun to be around! I wonder if she can dye my hair too?

Vivi:

Uhh, I only remember how she argued very strongly with Drop and took away Daffodil, then it was very loud, she was screaming so much... I understand her, Drop is a crazy bitch

Shelki:

Aunt Shel is very funny! I love looking at her schyte collection!

Tace:

She's creepy... This is cool! I like her!

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E. L. A. by @anotherrosesthatfell

E. L. A. Queen by @itzcherrybonbon / @abloomingsunflower

E. L. A. Sunshine by @il1ketulipz

[daemonwritesstuff]

MATCHUP EXCHANGE WITH @sugutoad

A/N: Thank you so much for doing yet AGAIN another matchup exchange with me :) I hope you enjoy this mootie.

You have been matched with… Alicent Hightower!

☆GENERAL / SFW HEADCANONS

ROUND-UPS: aegon ii targaryen, ser harwin strong, criston cole.

• First of all, I think this pairing is so cute! I literally support any kind of pairing my mootie requests because everytime they seem to match her somehow and yet again, you found another amazing character haha. But anyways, I think alicent would find you so cuteee~! but as usual she would give you that judging look (she isn’t truly judging you but she wants to see what kind of person you are before she does anything with you.

• She loves your blunt nature, she can relate to you on some level and some people also think she can be kind of cold at first but they just don’t know what she goes through. She loves how creative you can be! She’ll try to help you imagine some things, and she would use your creativity for plans she can make, your so smart to her and she adores you so fricking much!

• She vibes with your humor so much, she doesn’t really like when you self-degrade yourself though, why would you even say such things about yourself? If anyone ever said anything bad about you she’ll send cole to go personally handle that person. She’ll comfort you whenever your crying as well, she’s also a sensitive person somewhat and I can see you guys crying together while cuddling each other, it’s so funny, cute and sad at the same time lmao.

• With her around you’ll never have to feel judged or outcasted, she also feels the same way (which she is somewhat outcasted, you guys can also relate on that but whoever outcasts you guys are just sad losers anyways). You’ll always be heard no matter what, and no one will dare to ask you to repeat yourself. She praises you so much for your personality (she’s basically worshipping you as if you were a god sent angel).

• She finds it so cute whenever your rambling about something and you accidentally stumble over your words, she looks so love sick whenever she hears your voice. She also watches you from afar when your daydreaming, you look so ethereal when your lost in your own thoughts, I think anyone can tell that alicent is so in love with you (without her dead ahh husband knowing).

• I think she would be more possessive over you than you can probably ever be, if she sees any man or woman trying to flirt with you or seduce you she’ll go over there and make it EXTREMELY oblivious that your her’s and will threaten them with a dagger to their necks. She loves you so much and I’ll tell you this, you guys are definitely gonna die at each others side at the very end.

☆NSFW HEADCANONS

• You guys would have had sex while she was cheating on her husband (not the best idea but whatever). She felt a throb in her core whenever she was around you and would imagine the most dirtiest thoughts that would make other people blush if they were to ever know.

• You guys either have really soft, emotional and sensual sex until midnight or 5-10 minute quickies (in the most (semi) public places possible where you can get caught anytime). Whenever she sees you wearing something that shows a lot of skin she’s pulling you in the nearest room or bending you over any surface that’s near the two of you. You guys also have the most sloppiest make out sessions ever and you both will leave hickies and lipstick stains on each other to show off (she wishes she can show them off tbh).

• She’ll also buy any toys you like while she’s away on something, she’ll also tease you with those toys whenever she thinks you have been bad and you need to be punished according to her. She’s a switch tbh but more dominant leaning, she’d also have some kind of authority kink where she would want you to listen and obey her every word.

• You guys definitely had threesomes with criston sometimes, alicent was probably the one to suggest having a threesome and you agreed and you guys enjoy having threesomes here and there, you’ll only have them though whenever you both are really stressed.

• For the aftercare stuff, she’ll spoil the shit out of you with that stuff, sometimes she would be too tired afterwards and snuggle up against you and fall asleep, but when she’s not, she’ll have the maids and servants prepare a bath for you two and rub all kinds of good smelling oils on your body and wash your hair, she would definitely trace patterns on your forehead to have you relax against her.

☆ HOW YOU MET YOUR LOVER

You and alicent were actually really good friends with rhaenyra and you guys would spend your time together, and after rhaenyra stopped being friends with her, alicent was kind of devastated and you were there to comfort her and be there for her… She has always loved you ever since then, you were there to help her when her marriage was getting rough for her or if you were there to help her when she had children. She knew that you were gonna be with her for good, and she still knows that to this day.

☆ WEDDING

Your wedding would take place after viserys passes away, and you wouldn’t have a ton of people around you either, it was better to keep the marriage private for both of your sakes, her children and some of your other family members from your house were there for the wedding. It was a short and simple wedding but yet so full of love and emotional.

☆ FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOU

Alicent’s favorite thing about you is how… passionate you are about things, but really, she can’t chose just one thing about you, everything about you is her favorite, but if she were held at gunpoint and she had to say one thing then it would be your passion for things you like to do.

☆ RELATIONSHIPS TROUPES

☆ sensitive person (you) x comfort person (alicent)

☆ “I don’t think she likes me…” (you) x “I’m so in love with her what do I do” (alicent)

☆ “I would kill for her” (alicent) x “I would die for her” (you)

☆ SONGS (one romantic one theme song)

O’light — Kikuo (theme)

Always Forever — Cults (romantic)

☆ FAMILY

Rhea Hightower

Rhea is the first daughter of Alicent and Anna. She’s known as a very stubborn girl that’s really strong headed, she loves hugs from her moms so much and alicent loves comforting her whenever she’s crying. Alicent loves combing her beautiful brown long hair for special events.

Aesira Hightower

Aesira, the second daughter of Alicent and Anna. Good gods protect this child because she is the most sweetest and kind girl that anyone would meet, she was always so sweet, including when she was born and that brought both of her moms to tears of joy. But after the dance of the dragons it changed everything, but she’s still that sweet little girl somewhere down in her heart.

Baelor Hightower

Baelor, the first son of Alicent and Anna. He’s the protective sibling over his family and he was raised to be a gentlemen. He doesn’t allow any kind of person to even be near his sisters and he sometimes does stupid stuff on accident, when he giggled during a funeral one time he got an entire lecture, but he doesn’t care anyways.

Einar Hightower

Einar Hightower is the son of Alicent and Anna and the twin brother of Ewelin and is the 4th child. He’s kind of a trouble child, he has really dark eye bags due to not sleeping much at all but he is a really intelligent child and knows so many things about the world. He’s always seen with his half-sister Helaena studying and talking about insects and he has the worst crush on Jacerys Targaryen.

Ewelin Hightower

Ewelin Hightower is the daughter of Alicent and Anna and twin sister of Einar and is 5th child. She’s the most beautiful child ever and she has claimed the title of flower of the realm. She and Cole are really close to each other, she sees him as a father figure and she always goes to his matches and goes crazy whenever he wins. She loves playing so many instruments and also enjoys cooking (but was banned from the kitchen for a short while after she almost burnt the whole castle down).

Drystan Hightower

Drystan Hightower is the son of Alicent and Anna and the 6th child. He is another intelligent and charismatic child of the house. He’s an incredibly gifted sword fighter and almost always wins each match. He was the only sibling to have a dragon egg hatched in his crib as a baby (all other kids got to claim their dragons later due to Anna’s Targaryen blood).

Elysia Hightower

Elysia Hightower is the baby of the family and the 7th child between Anna and Alicent. She was an unplanned child but the couple was happy to have one more baby. She is obsessed with romantic and history a lot! You’ll see her studying in a library a lot of the time. She loves doing her hair a lot and it’s always done in so many styles and she tries to get herself into her elder siblings schemes.

☆ FAMILY LIFE STYLE

• I think this would be alicent’s chance to become a better mother than she ever was to her other children, as much as she loved them she was never to be there for them 100% of the time. And when you guys had your first child she was determined to be the best mother to your and her children.

• You and her are always taking the kids out to have fun a lot, it’s a little bit hard to have 7 (and sometimes a +3) kids put in public because sometimes they start to act up or start arguing with each other and you guys would have to scold them to stop.

• There are also a ton more mouths to fed as well, and the cooks have to make different meals for both of your children morning, afternoon and evening. The younger kids sometimes pick at their food and alicent has to tell them to eat now or they’ll never be getting any dessert or an entire lifetime (she doesn’t mean it truly but she’s worried for her children’s health).

• For her children’s birthday, she goes all the way to spoil them and get them all the things they ever wanted. She wants her children to be successful and strong so you guys have your children in school and learning how to use a sword to fight against their opps.

☆ DATES

• It’s hard to leave the palace with 7 children (+ 3 more aka alicents other children). But usually you guys are able to have the older siblings or other adults watch the children so you guys can go out and enjoy yourselfs without being the stressed out adults you guys are <3 she’ll buy you so many presents and sweets while you guys are out. She’ll gift you fancy perfume and you guys would wear the best dresses as well.

[marbleboa]

what are your thoughts on flage's hero shrines? I think he got cheated out of a story :\

Oh boy I indeed Possess Thoughts, ill try to be coherent here haha.

First off, absolutely. Out of all of DD2 Flag's features in the sequel his shrines were the most disappointing to me. Once we got his dd2 reveal I kept thinking about what new things we might learn--even getting stupidly anxious that it'd be so far off from what I established in my own writing that I would become Cringe and Fail. I remember after DD2 dropped, I was literally SO fidgety lmao. Once i saw all the shrines, it was a weird mixture of relief and shock at how lackluster the whole thing was.

One could say that there's a pretty important revelation in his place within the Vestal's narrative, for sure. However, the way that no other heroes have interconnected backstories like this made it feel...odd, to me. It's an addition to his story, sure, but it isn't really his. Put together with the rest, it's a bunch of disjointed narrative beats that accumulate into a shallow progression of masochistic obsession that, while certainly fitting Damian's character, lacks a narrative punch.

I'd say the weakest shrine out of them all would be the third, leading up to his confrontation with death--it's lovely descriptive writing as always, but the gist of it is "he just kept getting injured until he almost died". I think it would've benefited substantially by use of a gameplay section to tell the story, a classic case of 'show, don't tell'.

Pulling this idea out of my ass as we speak but. Maybe instead of the church just casting him out on the street, liable to share secrets that might tarnish their holy facade to the common folk, they punish him for his indulgences. A spiteful attempt to break him, to put him through a level of brutalization that would shatter his resolve and "humble him before the Light"--and ends up bringing him face to face with Death. Emerging from that, he defies the word of the Light he once worshiped so ardently and finds his own ascension in his broken body(there's a notable lack of Light-talk in his DD2 barks, he's somehow even more self absorbed lmao)

I think too, it would've been cool to catch a glimpse of humanity in him before he went full zealot mode. Don't need a full sob story, just something to show that even though he's lost in the ecstasy-of-agony sauce, free of the consequences that others--even Death--could exact, something was lost. A tragedy that Damian himself can no longer comprehend

[chrysanthemumgames]

Every time a DA character goes "oh you're so beautiful and pretty", inside I'm like "T-T. Girl. I have a shaved head. I'm muscled and athletic, no curves. I wear heavy armor everywhere except the bathroom. Every single character is pretty, except for me and Justice the Corpse." It can be demoralising, like I'm somehow cheating the beautiful ROs out of having a partner with equally great looks. It's nice to know the peeps in Fields of Asphodel don't give a single solitary turd if PC is pretty or not.

Personally I always feel two ways about situations like that. The first of course it that, yanno, people can find people who are not conventionally attractive beautiful anyway. On the other hand, sometimes they don't, and there's nothing wrong with being ugly and nothing weird about a conventionally attractive person loving and being in a relationship with someone who isn't.

But yeah like. No one in FoA cares an iota. They're gods. They've seen so much standard (and non-standard!) attractiveness that if it was a big deal to them they'd have trouble functioning normally haha. At this point in their existences, it's all about who somebody is, when it comes to relationships of a certain depth, anyway.

[kuiilandtorch]

Fanfic writer ask game + 21!

Is there an idea you’ve always wanted to write, but haven’t yet?

(sorry it's taken me this long to answer, shortly after this I got fucking steamrolled by some sort of cursed bug that wasn't COVID but sure as hell flattened me almost as badly; I was bedridden for 3 days and I've just started feeling human again today so HHHHHHH I LIVE)

I feel like I have to cheat a little because I think at this point even my most out-there ideas have gotten a least a little coverage in a Google doc somewhere, but then again, that means they're all still just in DrawerFicLand, which continues experiencing explosive population growth haha ♪~ ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ ಠ_ಠ so I guess I can narrow this down to technically 2 answers?

My one white whale, which you'd figure out rapidly by examining said population of DrawerFicLand, is really the desire to combine the vast majority of those WIPs into one singular thesis story that would be my personal dinluke magnum opus, the one fic to rule them all, the one fic that just gets my vision exactly the way I want to convey it. Because most of my WIPs are just barely a notch to the side of another doc I've written, which are all still extremely canon-adjacent, just tweaking another detail or two to try something slightly different/better. I just want my damn vision for them crystalized and I don't know how to distill it like a fine vodka. There's too many other ideas competing with each other that I'm trying to force to exist in the same story somehow. I'll likely never reach that ideal point.

The other is finding an excuse to put my extremely unhinged headcanon lore about The Whills and the Tho Yor and the Force into a fic somewhere. I actually do have a specific WIP for this, but it's, uh...yeah, it's languishing in DrawerFicLand lol. I have a lot of psychedelic eldritch thots I'd love to just fling at people like water balloons lol. If y'all want me to go off on that junk on a separate post like Charlie from Always Sunny just hmu (☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞

[parageist]

oh boy

1. yes very much fortunately

2. my family when we opened presents together

3. yes i am a normal human who experiences many emotions, one such being regret. a lot

4. no YOUR insecure!! haha….:ha…

5. single i guess?

6. either when i’m a crusty decaying grandma in my sleep or like sacrificing myself for something action movie hero girl style

7. candy cane

8. yea, lacrosse when i was in 7th grade. you’ll never guess what my number was (hint: it’s 69)

9. yea

10. i don’t think i’ve ever had a physical fight with someone but i have had verbal arguments that made my blood boil to the point where i wanted to punch someone but i’ve never punched someone or been punched

11. kinda

12. i don’t think so

13. there’s always someone evil out there to hate

14. yes

15. yes a cat and dog but our dog has some behavioral issues so we won’t be able to keep her here for long :(

16. tired. stayed up until 4 am watching kwite videos and having an anxious doom spiral and then got like 4 hours of asleep. but hey i got some cool gifts for crimmy.

17. no that sounds disgusting

18. only if they crawl on me without me knowing or they like jumpscare me but once i notice them and realize what’s going on i’m chill. carry on little guy.

19. maybe

20. their house

21. eat, sleep, yiik, repeat😎

22. only if i could somehow dedicate 100% of my time to caring for them

23. nope

24. science. i also really like art but i never got the best grades in it because the grading system for art is stupid. fuck you

25. yes

26. sleep

27. yeah. unintentionally (if that even makes a difference)

28. nope

29. yea

30. i could go on for hours about everything wrong with the world but right now im grumpy because my eyes are super dry. one of the side effects of vyvanse and sertraline (medications i take) is making your eyes really dry for some reason. it also doesn’t help that im on screens a lot. also doesn’t help my crippling medical anxiety about my vision lmao

31. my family, pets, and friends

32. ourple

33. no but i have anxiety that makes me constantly afraid people are gonna backstab me

34. i don’t remember the one i had last night but a couple nights ago i had one where it was like this sci fi drama about this astronaut living alone on an asteroid and he finds this weird crater with a bunch of junk in it, such as this mysterious egg-shaped backpack. then i was with my friend in the woods but my dog was also with us and she kept shitting in front of random people in the forest. then me and the same friend were playing some ttrpg based on the sci-fi drama mentioned above but all the minis were these weird multicolored lego trains from the 60s

35. my mom and sister

36. yeah

37. forgive obviously.

38. probably, but a lot of my pre-2020 years were great as well, though that’s just because i was young and things seemed easier lmao

39. 14

40. nope

51. wait what the fuck why does it skip al the way to fifty one. Screw You?! jk… uhhhh i guess pizza or ramen or something

52. i mean technically yes. things don’t just spontaneously happen out of thin air. but i don’t believe that things happen for a future reason. like, a building falls over because it’s affected by gravity, but it’s not like it falls over because it wants to crush anyone inside it. i may also be confused about the difference between cause and reason. everything has a cause but only decision making creatures do stuff for specific reasons

53. be anxious over my own thoughts for like an hour before eventually succumbing to sleep deprivation

54. in what context? cheating as like in a relationship? cheating in a game? cheating in life?

55. i eat babies and kick puppies😈jk i don’t bite. im just Silly

56. 0… unless you count the imaginary people im arguing with in my head constantly. i am a veteran in mental fisticuffs

57. don’t gatekeep peoples love for not being “true” enough but also i think sometimes people fake their love for some reason

58. thunderstorms and windstorms are always the coolest, but rain and snow are the most calm and relaxing to me.

59. yes. the way it silently falls upon the land, turning everything into a blank white, absorbing sound and heat itself. it’s super disco 😎

60. maybe for the legal benefits but idk

61. yes

62. a lot of things :3

63. already did 🏳️‍⚧️

64. unconsensually? then yeah that wouldn’t just be hard, it would be impossible. but im also not just gonna ask people im not dating to kiss them. unless i know they’d be okay with it

65. im bisexual. this question means nothing to me. 😎

66. wtf is this whole “opposite sex” thing. my tumblrinas are of all genders and im constantly saying the most mentally unwell things and they still follow me so yeah :)

67. my dad??? but if you mean talk as in like, casual, non family talk, then uhhh idk. i don’t really know the genders of a lot of my friends i just see them all as being Fellas

68. myself😁

69. the hopeless romantic, childish part of me wants to. but idk. perfection doesn’t exist

70. my parents and sister. or like if my death would save multiple random people

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?