#i didnt get home until an extra hour late

[lenientravesty]

my son name of Baked Bean

[gvnvks]

acts of service they do for you… !

> pairings: non-idol!zb1 x fem!reader

> warnings: not proofread, lowercase intended, pet names

> song recommendation: not another song about love by hollywood ending

> a/n: literally nothing to say … so so so sorry about disappearing for so long 😭 im begging on my knees for any reqs… i literally have 0 ideas

// 김 jiwoong. PUTTING THE DISHES AWAY W/O YOU ASKING

you found yourself standing in front of the sink, staring at a mountain of dishes that seemed to have multiplied overnight. with a sigh, you rolled up your sleeves, resigned to tackle the chore.

just as you were about to plunge your hands into the soapy water, jiwoong entered the kitchen, "hey there, need a hand?" he asked, already reaching for a dish towel.

you couldnt help but smile at his offer. "i was just about to start, but if you're offering…"

"consider it done," your boyfriend replied, flashing you a grin as he began to gather up the dirty dishes. he moved with practiced efficiency, stacking plates and bowls with ease.

"you really didn't have to," you protested, though secretly grateful for his help.

"i know," jiwoong said, shooting you a wink. "but i wanted to. plus, its the least i can do after you cooked dinner last night."

as you worked side by side, scrubbing and rinsing, the conversation flowed effortlessly between you. you talked about everything and nothing at all – from your plans for the weekend to the latest episode of your favorite tv show.

at one point, jiwoong paused to inspect a particularly stubborn stain on a plate. "looks like this one needs some extra attention," he remarked, reaching for a sponge.

you chuckled, shaking your head in amusement. "youre so thorough."

"its all in the details," your boyfriend replied with a shrug, scrubbing away at the offending spot until it disappeared.

before long, the pile of dishes dwindled down to nothing, thanks to jiwoongs efficient work. with a satisfied smile, you leaned back against the counter, admiring the clean kitchen.

"thanks for the help," you said, genuinely grateful for him being so altruistic.

"it was my pleasure," jiwoong replied, drying his hands on the dish towel. "besides, anything to make my favorite person smile."

// 장 hao. GETTING YOU YOUR GUILTY PLEASURE SNACK

you sat at a small table, your fingers tapping rhythmically on the surface as you waited for your boyfriend, to arrive for your date. he was always a little late, but you didnt mind. it gave you time to people-watch and soak in the lively atmosphere around you.

finally, hao appeared, a sheepish grin on his face as he approached your table. "sorry im late. traffic was insane."

you waved off his apology with a smile. "no worries, hao. ive been enjoying the view."

taking his seat across from you, your boyfriend reached into his bag and pulled out a small package, wrapped in colorful paper. "i got you something," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

curious, you eagerly tore into the wrapping to reveal a box of your favorite snack. "oh! how did you know i was craving these?"

he shrugged. "just a lucky guess, i suppose."

you laughed, leaning across the table to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. "youre the best, you know that?"

hao grinned, his cheeks flushing slightly at the praise. "i try."

as you indulged in your snack, the two of you fell into easy conversation, discussing everything from work related to literally anything else, letting the hours fly by.

eventually, the sky darkened and the café began to empty out as patrons headed home for the night. reluctantly, you and hao gathered your things and prepared to leave.

as you walked hand by hand through the bustling streets, the glow of the city lights casting a soft halo around you, you couldnt help but feel grateful for your boyfriend.

"you know," you said, squeezing his hand gently, "i think this might just be the perfect night."

hao smiled down at you, his eyes sparkling with adoration. "with you, every night is perfect."

// 성 hanbin. BUYING YOU GROCERIES

today was the worst day you could imagine. not doing well at job, getting yelled at by your boss, just starting your period… it hit all at once. as you approached your apartment building, you noticed a familiar figure waiting for you at the entrance. it was hanbin, his hands filled with grocery bags. his face lighted up as he saw you.

"hey there," hanbin greets you with a gorgeous grin. "i thought id surprise you with some groceries. i know how busy youve been lately, so i took care of it for you."

you chuckle at his thoughtfulness. "youre too good to me, hanbin. thank you," you say, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

together, you make your way up to your apartment, your boyfriend regaling you with everything and nothing — hes always been a natural storyteller.

once inside, he set the bags down on the kitchen counter, taking stock of the contents. "woah, you really went all out," you remark, impressed by the assortment of fresh produce and pantry staples.

hanbin shrugs modestly. "i just wanted to make sure you have everything you need," he says, flashing you a grin. "plus, i may have or may have not indulged in a few snacks along the way."

you playfully roll your eyes at him before reaching for a bag of apples. "well, i appreciate it. you always know how to take care of me," you say, leaning in to give him a hug. "how much do i owe you?" you ask, looking up at him.

he brushed off your question with a smile, his eyes softening as he gazed at you. "you dont owe me anything, sweetheart. seeing you happy is payment enough for me."

// 석 matthew. SPOTTING YOU AT THE GYM

as you entered the gym, you spotted matthew instantly, his buffed frame standing out amongst the crowd. with a warm smile, he waved you over, his eyes brightening as you approached.

"hi," matthew greeted, his voice carrying a playful tone. "ready to crush those weights?"

you chuckled, feeling a surge of affection for him. "absolutely, especially with you by my side."

you both headed towards the weights section, where your boyfriend always offered his unwavering support. as you began your workout, he stood beside you, offering encouragement and spotting you whenever needed.

"come on, youve got this," matthew cheered as you lifted the barbell, his hands ready to assist if you faltered. "youre stronger than you think."

with each rep, you could feel your muscles burning, but your boyfriends presence gave you the motivation to push through. his words of encouragement were like fuel to your determination, propelling you to new heights.

after a challenging set, you took a moment to catch your breath, leaning against the bench. matthew stood beside you, a proud smile on his face.

"you killed it," he praised, giving you a gentle pat on the back. "im always amazed by your strength."

you smiled, feeling a surge of pride at his words. "thanks, but i couldnt do it without you. your support means everything to me."

as you moved on to the next exercise, the two of you engaged in a light joke war, exchanging lighthearted jests and teasing each other about your progress. with him by your side, the gym felt less like a daunting challenge and more like a fun part of the day.

after a grueling workout, you and matthew retreated to the stretching area, where you relaxed your tired muscles and enjoyed each others company.

"im beat," you admitted, letting out a contented sigh as you stretched out on the mat.

matthew chuckled, sitting beside you. "you did amazing, as always. we earned ourselves a post-workout treat, don't you think?"

you perked up at the suggestion, the thought of indulging in a delicious meal together making your mouth water.

"absolutely," you agreed, shooting him a witty grin. "as long as you promise to spot me while i devour whatever were eating."

your boyfriend laughed, his eyes sparkling with affection. "deal. anything for you."

// 김 taerae. LEARNING HOW TO COOK YOUR FAVORITE RECIPE

as you trudge through the door after a long days work, the aroma of something delicious envelops you, instantly lifting your tired spirits. you kick off your shoes and follow the tantalizing scent to the kitchen, where you find taerae bustling about, apron tied securely around his waist, his sleeves rolled up and a focused expression adorning his features.

"welcome home!" taerae greets you with a warm smile, his hands busy chopping vegetables with practiced precision. "how was your day?"

you sigh contentedly, the stress of the day melting away at the sight of your boyfriends earnest expression. "long, but seeing you here makes it infinitely better. whats all this?" you ask, gesturing to the array of ingredients spread out on the counter.

taerae beams proudly. "i wanted to surprise you with dinner tonight! i know how much you love that one particular recipe of yours, so i thought i'd give it a try."

you feel touched by his gesture. taerae isnt that much of a cook, but the fact that hes gone to such lengths to learn your favorite recipe speaks volumes about his love and dedication.

"thats incredibly sweet of you, taerae," you say, crossing the kitchen to wrap your arms around him. "im sure itll be amazing, no matter what."

he chuckles, returning your embrace with a gentle squeeze. "well, i hope so. i may have had to watch a few youtube tutorials to get the hang of it."

you laugh at his admission, imagining him furiously scribbling notes while trying to keep up with the pace of the video. "im sure you did great. is there anything i can do to help?"

your boyfriend shakes his head, his focus returning to the task at hand. "nah, ive got everything under control. why dont you go relax for a bit? dinner will be ready soon."

reluctantly, you release him from your embrace and make your way to the living room, sinking into the comfortable embrace of the sofa.

time seems to slip away as you lose yourself in a book, the minutes ticking by until taerae finally calls you back to the kitchen. you enter to find the table set with candles flickering softly, casting a warm glow over the room.

your boyfriend stands proudly by the stove, a steaming pot of your favorite dish bubbling away in front of him. he grins as he sees you, gesturing to the chair hes pulled out for you.

"ta-da! dinner is served," he announces, ladling generous portions onto your plate. "i hope its as good as you remember."

you take a bite, savoring the familiar flavors that dance across your tongue. it may not be perfect, but its made with love, and thats all that matters.

"its delicious, taerae," you say, beaming at him across the table. "thank you for putting in the effort to make tonight special."

he beams back at you, his eyes shining with love. "you know id do anything for you, love."

// 리키 ricky. CARRYING HEAVY THINGS FOR YOU

you and ricky were on a mission today - a shopping spree, a day dedicated to finding the perfect pieces to add to your home. you wanted to go alone, but ricky insisted on joining you, his enthusiasm evident as he happily trailed beside you.

as you entered another store, a quaint home decor boutique, your eyes widened with excitement at the array of items displayed. ricky, ever the gentleman, offered to carry the shopping bags. "let me take those, baby," he insisted, reaching for the bags already laden with your purchases.

you chuckled softly, gently pushing his hand away. "no, ricky, ive got it. you dont have to carry everything."

"but i want to," he countered, his eyes dripping with determination.

you couldnt help but smile at his sincerity. "alright, you can carry one bag," you relented, handing him the lightest one.

your boyfriend grinned triumphantly, accepting the bag with a nod of thanks. "deal."

as you moved from aisle to aisle, ricky stayed true to his word, diligently carrying the one bag while you browsed through the shelves, examining each item with care.

after a while, your arms began to ache from holding the heavy bags. "okay, maybe you can take another bag," you conceded, unable to hide the strain in your voice.

his eyes lit up with delight, his lips curled up in a smirk, and he eagerly accepted the additional burden. "told you. wanted to see how long you will last."

as the day progressed, your boyfriend kept bothering you with his tender gestures - whether it was carrying the bags, fetching you a drink, or offering his opinion on decor choices, he was always there. was, and forever will.

// 김 gyuvin. DOING THE CHORES, EVEN IF ITS YOUR TURN

coming back from college, you found yourself standing in the kitchen, staring at the sink full of dishes. it was your turn to do them, but after a long day at school, you were feeling drained and exhausted.

gyuvin, always attuned to your moods, entered the kitchen and immediately noticed the tired slump of your shoulders. "hey," he said with a soft smile, crossing the room to wrap his arms around you from behind. "rough day?"

you leaned into his embrace, grateful for his comforting presence. "yeah, it was pretty hectic," you replied, letting out a tired sigh. "i just... i dont have the energy to tackle these dishes right now."

without missing a beat, your boyfriend pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head. "dont worry about it," he reassured you, his voice warm and soothing. "ill take care of them for you."

you turned to face him, a mixture of surprise and gratitude in your eyes. "but it's my turn," you protested weakly.

he shook his head. "i know, but youve had a long day. let me handle this, okay?"

you smiled softly at his kindness. "okay, thank you," you said softly, reaching up to cup his cheek affectionately.

as gyuvin rolled up his sleeves and got to work on the dishes, you leaned against the counter, watching him with a fond expression. it wasnt just this one kind act that made you fall for him all over again – it was the countless little ways he showed his love and support for you every single day.

after a few minutes of silence, broken only by the sound of running water and clinking dishes, gyuvin glanced over at you with a soft grin. "you know, if you keep staring at me like that, i might start to think you're falling for me all over again," he teased.

you chuckled softly, shaking your head. "as if i could ever stop falling for you," you replied, your voice filled with affection. "youre too sweet, gyuvin."

he paused in his task, setting down a plate to walk over and wrap you in a warm hug. "and youre too amazing to not spoil."

// 박 gunwook. LETTING YOU EAT THE LAST BIT OF A DESSERT (this one is such ass im so sorry)

you and gunwook had made it a tradition to visit this one cute café every saturday evening, savoring the delicious treats and enjoying each others company. tonight was no different, as you both settled into your usual spot by the window, the soft light casting gentle shadows across the table.

"hello, welcome to bean bliss cafe," you heard a waitress, greeting you cheerfully. "what can i get for you today?"

glancing at the menu, you and gunwook quickly decided on sharing a slice of their famous chocolate cake, a decadent treat that you had been craving all week.

minutes later, the waitress returned with a generous slice of chocolate cake, adorned with a scoop of velvety vanilla ice cream. your mouth watered at the sight, and you couldn't wait to dig in.

after a while of eating and sharing stories, you reached for your fork again, wanting to take another bite of the cake. your face fell a little however, as you noticed that theres only a small bit left.

"theres only one a little left," you pointed out, furrowing your brow.

gunwook simply smiled, pushing the plate toward you. "its all yours," he said, his voice soft but determined.

"but what about you? dont you want it?" you protested, feeling a pang of guilt at the thought of eating the last bit of dessert all by yourself.

"dont worry about me," your boyfriend replied, reaching across the table to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "id rather see you enjoy. it will bring me twice as much joy."

// 한 yujin. HELPING YOU WITH SCHOOL ASSIGNMENTS

as you entered the school library, you immediately spotted yujin sitting at a table near the window. his eyes were focused intently on his notebook, lips slightly pursed in concentration. his hair, messy as usual, added to his endearing charm.

"hey, yujin," you greeted, sliding into the seat across from him. "thanks for agreeing to help me with this math stuff. i swear, im hopeless without you."

yujin looked up, a warm smile spreading across his face. "hi, baby. dont worry about it. well do this together, okay? whats giving you trouble?"

you pulled out your textbook and notes, laying them out on the table. "its these calculus problems. i just cant seem to wrap my head around them. like, seriously, why does math have to be so complicated?"

your boyfriend chuckled softly, reaching over to squeeze your hand. "i know it can be frustrating, but trust me, once you get the hang of it, its not so bad. lets start with this one," he said, pointing to a particularly tricky problem. "do you remember the chain rule?"

you nodded, grateful for his patient guidance as he walked you through the steps, breaking down the problem into manageable chunks. his explanations were clear and concise, making even the most complex concepts seem simple.

as you worked through the assignment together, the hours seemed to fly by. occasionally, youd get stuck on a problem, but yujin was always there to offer encouragement and support.

"youre doing great, baby," he said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your temple. "i know its tough, but i believe in you. if all else fails, we can always grab some ice cream afterwards."

you laughed, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. as the afternoon sun began to dip below the horizon, you finally finished the last problem, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over you.

"i cant believe we actually did it," you said, grinning up at him. "i seriously couldnt have done it without you."

your boyfriend smiled back, his eyes sparkling with pride, smiling playfully. "thats what boyfriends are for, right? to help their pretty girlfriends through the tough math stuff."

© gvnvks 2024. do not copy or translate any of my works.

[ratskinsuit]

Hi! I’m autistic and a lesbian and I’m currently hyper fixated on hazbin hotel and Angel is my comfort character. I was wondering if you could write a platonic angel x reader with angst and the reader is comforting and taking care of angel after a bad night with Valentino. Maybe with cuddling and hand holding. If not I totally understand, I just thought I would ask! Also I love your work!!

A/N: I AM NOT CRYING AT THE THOUGHT OF THIS MY EYES ARE SWEATING, IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO GET THIS OUT I WAS KINDA DEPRESSED FOR A WHILE

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It was one of those really bad nights

Valentino just got out of one of his "breakups" with Vox again, so he was extra agitated today

The entire studio had to walk on eggshells around him, but that doesn't mean that they didnt get his wrath

But angel got the brute of it

He came home with bruises, scratches, and a swollen and bloody eye

You were sitting on the couch, and as soon as he stumbled through the door, he collapsed

He was unconscious for about an hour or two as you cleaned him up

disinfected and wrapped his wounds, cleaning up the blood, changing him into clean clothes and wrapping him up, taking a warm, damp towel to go over the dried up blood and fluids

You ice packed his eye and kept a close eye on him the entire time he was unconscious until he woke up

At first he was confused as to why he was in different clothes, but his face grew grim when you explained and he remebered

he tried to brush it off as, "nothing, Val just had a bad day that's all."

But you saw through it, and eventually he cracked

Poor Angel started sobbing and rocking back and forth, wracked with sobs

You held him and shushed him the entire time, soft murmers of "Its okay" "Hes not here, let it out, your doing great" "Shh, everything will get better"

Until a couple hours later he finally was reduced to sniffles

it used to be days of breakdowns, going in and out like a zombie, crying and breaking down to being numb and tumbling

But since your here, he feels so much better, and he always tries his best to help you aswell, he could spend days just by your side

After he's a bit more stable, the two of you sit there hand in hand, cuddled up next to eachother, you ordered some food and watched comfort shows together, giggling and laughing

throut the night, angel began to look a bit more calm, less tense around you.

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A/N; ITS 4AM AND I GOTTA GO TO BED SINCE I HAVE SCHOOL TMROW (I'm 18, late high schooler not a minor)

[atwingeofcringe]

Rescue

A/N: i didnt mean for this to be so long but i was thinking about it for weeks! also this changes the end of the 2009 reboot! hope you guys like it! Summary: you come to Jason's rescue Pairing: Jason Voorhees x Reader Warnings: guns, blood, death, use of female pronouns towards the end Word Count: 3,039

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The rain harshly pounding on the roof of your cabin roused you from your sleep. Still, you lay with your eyes closed, not wanting risk being awake for the rest of the night if you did. Bright flashes from the lightning could still be seen from behind your eyelids. Ugh, it’s going to be hard getting back to sleep like this.

It wasn’t until a loud, rumbling boom of thunder that was strong enough to shake your cabin slightly that you jolted up. Yeah, you’re definitely not getting back to sleep. You sighed, trying to calm yourself from the silly jumpscare and rolled over to cuddle your boyfriend for comfort. Another sigh escapes you as your hand felt around in the dark on his side of the bed, only to realize he wasn’t there.

There was nothing concerning about Jason not being home at this hour. He’s gotten home at later hours before. But as you looked out the window at the storm, the rain pummeling the glass, you couldn’t help but feel something was… wrong.

You swung your legs over the side of the bed and planted your feet on the floor. Wrapping your arms around yourself as a chill tickled your skin, you made your way downstairs towards the kitchen. Another boom of thunder caught you slightly off guard as you stepped into the kitchen and you rolled your eyes.

“Maybe some tea will calm me down.” You mumbled to yourself and flipped on the light switch. At least the power is still working. You picked up the tea kettle from the stove top and filled it with water at the sink.

As you waited for the kettle to fill to your desired amount, the feeling of something being wrong came back to your mind. You shivered slightly and hoped Jason was okay.

“Of course he’s okay.” You told yourself and carried the kettle back to the stove. You turned on the burner, got yourself a mug from the cabinet, and set it o the counter. “He’ll be back soon.”

Your attempt at comforting yourself wasn’t working that well. Thoughts of Jason in trouble flooded your mind no matter how much you tried to push them back. You haven’t seen him since yesterday evening. He always told you told you stay in the cabin late at night. It’s too dangerous since it’s harder to see the traps he’s set up and the locations of other traps change all the time.

Just as the kettle went off a new thought entered your mind. What if he’s in the tunnels? You know that a little over a month ago he started holding a girl captive down there. You were confused since he had never done that before until you noticed the locket hanging around her neck. She resembled a young version of his mother.

You heart ached for her as you knew Jason would never let her go. Sometimes you’d sneak her extra food if she was still hungry but you’d never stay long enough to converse with her. If you did, you know you’d be tempted to let her go and you never want to betray Jason.

You quickly turned off the burner, moved the kettle to the other side of the stove, and rushed out of the kitchen. Your shoes were quickly thrown on and you made your way to the wooden hatch door. It was hidden under the rug in the living room. Jason, despite your protests, built it so he could have easier access to the house from the tunnels, just in case.

The tunnel entrance was shallow and well lit, making it easy for you to confidently sink in. You had the bend over for a while as you walked through but it eventually opened up into a wider area. The place was dead quiet and all your hopes of Jason being there were dashed away.

Still, you decided to have a look around to see if you could get a clue to where he was. So far nothing seemed strange or out of place except for some things that were thrown about. It wasn’t until you got to the corner where he was holding that girl that your stomach dropped.

She was gone.

You ran back through the tunnels the way you came and lifted yourself out of the hatch. Panic quickly took over your body and carried you to the front door. You stopped momentarily to grab the shotgun that leaned against the wall and threw open the front door. The storm was was the least of your worries.

You had no idea where you were going but you ran anyway. The pelted your skin as you refused to slow down. A barn came into view and you recognized it as the one Jason frequently took kerosene from. You pushed yourself to run just a little faster. A faint rumbling sound could be heard over the rain as you approached.

Two voices could be heard, a man and a woman. The woman’s you recognized as the one Jason had chained up in the tunnels. Rage was now building up inside you. You readied your shotgun and stepped into the entrance of the barn.

The view before you tore your heart in two and tears pricked at your eyes. The two people were turned away from you, breathing heavily, and comforting each other. In front of them was Jason, a bear trap clamped onto his shoulder, the attached chain was looped around his throat while the other end was tangled in the wood chipper. Jason’s name ripped through your throat in an agonized scream causing the two people to whip around in surprise.

“Clay, that’s her!” Screamed the girl. “She’s with him!”

“Shut the fuck up!” You screamed back, tears now streaming down your face. “Let him go, right now!” The shotgun in your hands was now aimed at their chests. They stood there stunned, unsure of what to do. “I said now!” You cocked the shotgun causing them to jump.

“You’re fucking crazy!” The guy, Clay, yelled.

This only angered you and without thinking you aimed the shotgun at his legs and pulled the trigger. The bullet ripped through his skin and he screamed out in pain, falling to the ground. The girl screamed out his name and sank to the ground with him, trying to put pressure on his wound.

“Don’t fuck with me!” You warned. As if the gun shot wound wasn’t enough.

“Okay, okay…” the girl trailed off as she started sobbing.

“Get up, now!” Your gun was aimed at her head. Slowly she rose to her feet, her eyes never leaving the gun. “Now, turn that machine off.” You demanded.

With the same slowness, she turned around and proceeded forward. You followed her with your gun now pointed at her back, stepping past Clay. He watched you with a fierce anger in his eyes. You couldn’t blame him. But you, too, are willing to do what it takes to protect your loved one.

The girl reached out to the lever of the wood chipper. Before she pulled it, two hands reached around you and grabbed your gun, trying to pry it pry it from your hands. You spun around and tried to shove the gun forward, intending to hit your assailant in the face with it. A second pair of arms prevented you as they pulled you back.

“Hurry up!” The girl screamed. “Take the gun!”

“I’m trying!” Clay grunted.

His grip on the shotgun was like iron and it was getting harder to keep your own grip as he pulled. In a fit of panic you forced your elbow back, hitting the girl in the face, causing her to let go. Then, you reared your leg back brought it up with as much force as you could muster, kicking Clay in the groin. He released the gun and doubled over in pain on the ground once again. You cocked the gun and spun around just in time to see the girl rushing at you for the gun again. Still panicking and without a second thought you aimed the gun and pulled the trigger.

“WHITNEY!” Clay cried out. He finally found his sister after 6 months of nonstop searching and she was suddenly ripped away from again. This time, with no hope of returning.

This surprised even yourself. You had no intention of actually killing them, just scaring them enough so they’d do what you want and then never come back. Your hands began shaking and your grip on the shot gun loosened. “I… didn’t mean-“

You were cut off by Clay grabbing the gun from your hands and shoving you to the ground. Now, you were on the other end and you were terrified. You glanced behind Clay where Jason still was. His body bent backwards over the wood chipper that was still rumbling loudly. The sound of the shotgun being cocked made you look back up at the person before you.

“We just want to be left alone…” you said weakly. “I was going to let you go, I swear!” You tried pleading with him.

“He kidnapped my sister!” His face was red with anger and tears flowed down his face. “And then you killed her!”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to!” Your whole body was shaking now as tears streamed down your face as well. “Please…” you trailed off, knowing you had no right to beg for your life after what you did. You bowed your head and clamped your eye shut waiting for your final moments.

“No, you don’t deserve to live after that.” It seemed he was hesitating though because after a few seconds nothing came.

As you opened your eyes you spotted Jason’s machete within reach. An idea formed in your head and you slowly looked back up at Clay. “You’re right, I don’t.” Your voice came out shaky. “I feel terrible for what I did and nothing I say or do can bring her back. This wasn’t supposed to be the outcome.”

He stood there silently, a look on his face that seemed like he was deep in thought. It was a slight movement but you noticed his finger loosen on the trigger and you took that as your moment. You kicked Clay in his knee, sending him stumbling. As he tries to regain his composure you dove for the machete. In the blink of an eye Clay was aiming the shotgun back at your head as you looked up into his eyes. They were wide with shock as he looked down at the machete buried deep within his chest. He dropped the gun and gripped the handle of the weapon sticking out of him, stumbling backwards a couple feet as blood seeped out of his mouth.

You breathed heavily as his body fell to the ground, lifeless. But you didn’t stare too long as you remembered Jason. You forced the lever into the off position and everything suddenly fell silent. The chain around Jason’s neck was stuck in the wood chipper and would be impossible for you to yank out.

“Come on, come on!” You pleaded through gritted teeth as you now tried to pry open the bear trap on his arm. It took a lot of force but you managed to get it off. You guessed it was the adrenaline. With the bear trap now free you could loosen the chain. You did it slowly and meticulously so as not to possibly hurt him any further.

When he was finally free his body slumped to the ground with a loud thud, dirt, dust, and straw went flying. With the last bit of your strength you shoved him over onto his back and looked him over. He was wearing a mask you hadn’t seen before. Your eyes traveled down to his chest where you finally noticed the stab wound. They had stabbed him through the center of his chest with his machete.

“Jason…” the tears were flowing again. “My Jason…”

You laid your head on his chest and your heart leaped with joy and relief as you could hear his heart beat. It was faint but still there and that’s all you needed to keep your hopes high. Sitting back up, you cupped the side of his face with one hand and shook his shoulder with the other.

“Come on, wake up! We need to get you home!” You sniffled. When he didn’t move you shook him again. “Jason, please!”

No matter what you tried he just laid there. You didn’t want to give up but you were lost on what to do. You settled with the fact that you’d just have to be patient and wait. Not wanting to leave him there you placed your head on his chest, avoiding his wound, and listened to his breathing and heart beat. Your head followed the shallow rise and fall of his chest and you curled into him.

The rain had long since stopped and the the sun is now coming up, birds chirping happily outside together. You grew tired as you laid there on Jason’s chest after the adrenaline wore off, but you fought the urge to sleep in case his condition worsened. However, you were pleasantly surprised when he suddenly sucked in a deep breath.

You tried to sit up to get a look at him but he aggressively grabbed you and was now hovering over you and pinning you down. His eyes showed he was panic and anger, not realizing what was happening.

“Jason, wait!” You yelled, brining your hands up to protect yourself.

Your voice broke him out of his panicked state and he stared down at you, breathing heavily. Slowly, he got off of you and looked around, spotting the bodies of the two people he was after earlier. He looked back down at you and pulled you up into a tight hug. Not tight enough to hurt you but enough to to convey how he was feeling. Fear, relief, disappointment, happiness, and anger. Overall he was happy you were ok and sorry that he worried you so badly that it came to this. He doesn’t like for you to see these things.

You pulled away enough to look up at him, your watery eyes braking his heart. “We need to get you home to fix your wounds.” You said beckoned him to stand with you.

His wounds didn’t hurt that much, he’s had worse. But he’d follow you and let you take care of him if that’s what will help you. He stood and walked over to Clay’s body, ripping his machete out of his chest and hung it from his belt.

His hand reached out for you to take it but you suddenly remembered something. He watched you, confused, as you walked over Whitney’s corpse. But his confusion was soon alleviated when you walked back over to him and holding out your hand. You were holding his mother’s locket. He gently took it from your hand and popped it open, letting his thumb run over the picture his mom.

You rested your hand gently on his shoulder, getting his attention. “Let’s go home, okay?”

He looked at you and nodded, tucking the locket away in his pocket. You picked up the shotgun then he took your hand and lead you out of the barn and back home.

Once back at the house, you lead him to the bathroom so he could clean up. You laid out clean clothes for him and took his dirty ones to the laundry room. You’ve always hated cleaning blood but at his point you were used to it. You let out a soft sigh as you closed the door to the washing machine and headed for the front door again. Jason had dropped his machete on the floor there since you didn’t want him carrying it through the cabin. You picked up and brought it to the kitchen to clean it off in the sink.

Seeing the letting and mug sitting out made you remember you were going to make some tea. You felt now you needed it or more than ever. Setting the machete down in the sink, you turned and behind heating up the kettle again. You also pulled another a second mug out the cabinet just in case Jason wanted some too. He usually didn’t but after what happened last night, he might.

Jason wrapped his arms around your middle, making you jump slightly. How can such a large man sneak around so quietly? You turned around in his arms and hugged him tightly, being mindful of his wounds. He’s still wearing that mask from earlier. When he left the cabin in a rush yesterday he was wearing his cloth mask. Now he’s wearing a red and white plastic mask.

“Where did you get this?” You asked cupping his face. Of course you weren’t expecting him to answer, though.

He just leaned down and pressed his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. He sighed, slowly rocking you side to side in a comforting manor.

“Can I take care of you now?” You asked, giving him a pleading look.

He nodded and sat down at the table, letting you look him over. His more serious injuries were already wrapped up and cared for since he didn’t want you to see them. He waited patiently as you tended to his smaller ones and fussed over him. He hates to see you worry but he can’t help but love that you make such a big deal over him. It makes him feel loved and his heart full.

When you finished, he gently took your hand, stopping you from walking away to put the first aid kit away, and placed you knuckles against his mask where his mouth is, as if he was kissing them.

‘Thank you.’

You smiled and placed the first aid kit back down, bringing Jason into another hug. His arms wrapped around your waist and his head rested against your chest, breathing in your scent.

“I love you, Jason.”

Jason pulled you into his lap and held your hand over his heart.

‘I love you, too’

[madeup-community-episodes]

Theoretics of Bisexual Lighting

Background: The Dean rents out a gaudy hotel venue for a Greendale faculty only dance and NOTHING ELSE THIS WAS ALWAYS HIS PLAN (lying). Its all nicely decorated and he even got some LED lighting, specifically bisexual lighting, which is pointed out by Abed. A-Plot: Troy and Abed decide to go together as each others platonic dates, but the atmosphere gets Troy REALLY thinking about his and Abed's relationship. (More under the cut)

He looks back and sees that for the past 6+ years he has always been with him, save the rare moments they fought. Troy starts to think about spending the rest of his life with Abed, but the thing is he doesn't want to stress Abed out with anything romantic, he doesn't even know if this feeling IS romance, but he also doesn't think its platonic. Abed notices Troy is avoiding talking to him and asks if he wants to go, but Troy says nothings wrong. Throughout the night Troy gets more and more caught up in trying to categorizes his feelings of Abed into romantic or platonic or even familial. Later on in the night Troy confess he loves Abed and wants to kiss and all that with him but still doesn't know what he wants call it, and Abed's just kinda like 'I mean we could make something up, just for us', which helps Troy a LOT and yeah they kiss under the bisexual lighting and to the song 'Somewhere out there' by Linda Ronstadt :] B-Plot: Jeff and Duncan, the night before, decide to stay the night at the hotel to treat themselves, in separate rooms. HOWEVER, the hotel had a system glitch so Duncan's booked room was given to someone else. Jeff lets him stay in his room. That room happens to be a 'Honeymoon suite' because Jeff wanted to treat himself okay? So first off, they take a name in the middle of the day because the room situation kept them up until late in the night, but someone forgot to set an alarm and they end up missing one hour of the dance. THEN Jeff takes an inordinate amount of time in the shower, missing 30 more minutes of the dance. After THAT Duncan can't find the suit top he was going to wear, only realizing he forgot it at home, which loses them another hour. and after more comedic shenanigans ('dont you dare wear that tie, I am NOT matching with you' 'its the only one I brought Ian.' 'idc'), end up missing 4 hours of the dance, Jeff tries to go down without him- he really doesn't know why he didn't while he was looking for the jacket- but the lock on the door breaks and they're locked in and instead of yknow, calling the front desk, they argue about it. Duncan's like 'Why the hell didnt you just go without me?' and Jeffs like 'maybe I like being around you??' and Ians like 'bullshit, you started ignoring me after I didnt get you the test answers' Jeff is all like 'jesus christ, I know I sucked back then but MAYBE im a different person now and want to actually put in effort to be friends again' and Ians like 'Well-' but his ankle does that thing where it just twists while he's pacing around and he falls HARD into the lighting system of the room and, through the divine power of comedy tropes, turns on the Honeymoon Suite bisexual lighting and jazz music. Jeff goes over to him to check if he's okay and yknow after a heart to heart like that (pretend the dialogue was more emotional Im not good at writing emotional dialogue), emotions are racing and they are looking into eachothers eyes all deep and shit and and gay kiss and make out for the first time. First time SOBER, that is C-Plot: Annie meets one of the caterer girls and she tries so hard to get her number because hoooolllly shit she was so pretty omg. She embarrasses herself a lot and at some point just walks away to the bathroom to cry. Britta finds her and is like 'girl you dont have to bust your ass for anyone just go and ask the world wont explode i prommy' and so Annie works up the courage, goes over shaking and lands the girls number. :]

Extra: The dean rented the venue originally for a furcon but that fell thorough and it was a LOT of money to just waste.

[icypenguin]

★~ Heizou Headcanons

helloo im trying to write in modern au the first time so please enjoyy! also this can be read as platonic i supose?? (im trying to make it from friends to lovers)

Teyvat au

- anywhere you both go, he will always hold your hand and not letting go! even when your hands are full he will still search for your hand and hold it in some way.

- solving riddles with him late at night… and if you get scared he will tease you instead of comforting you…

- buying dango with him is actually a daily routine! at lunch you both will meet somewhere and buy dango and eat them together underneath the sakura tree!

- sometimes he will come home late at night so make sure to prepare leftovers… (if you stay up for him its either he will scold you or he will immediately cuddle you)

- suprise hug? suprise hug! suprise hugs come when youre least expecting it…

- on your first date, he got you bouquet of dendrobiums that you still keep until now.

- petnames: my love, darling, dear, babe, sweetheart.

~ small drabble ~

i was walking around inazuma with thoma, when suddenly i feel a weight on my back and i see hands slithering from my shoulder. oh you dont even wanna know who it is! its the.. annoying shikanoin heizou! “darling! oh i missed you!~” heizou was still clinging onto me “h-heizou let go! and the last time you saw me was this morning! not even 12 hours passed yet!” i told him as i was a bit embarrassed that thoma’s watching this. heizou finally let go of me and i speak to thoma “uh sorry about this thoma.. um well how abou heizou join us?” i asked thoma as i looked down a bit still feeling embarrassed. “ofcourse! the more the merrier they say” thoma agreed with a sweet smile. while on the other hand.. heizou was- not quite happy as he wanted to spend time alone with me. but he still stick up with the plan and we all end our lovely afternoon with buying dango together and eating it under the sakura tree while observing the view from afar.

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modern au

- matching keychains, matching plushies, matching pjs.. you name it!

- daily goodmorning and goodnight memes or with emojis!

- you will watch tiktok, instagram reels and youtube shorts together with those cringey memes…

- you guys will go into a escape room (like the one that has puzzles inside) and try to solve it. in the end when you both escaped, thats when he confessed his feelings to you.

- horror movie nights at his apartment.. you both on the couch cuddling, sharing a blanket.

- he will definitely show pda.. and whenever youre hanging out with him and his friends, he will show off that you both are officially a couple by doing lovey dovey things.

- your favourite present from him is a heart necklace pendant that can open up and has the picture of you and him together inside.

- petnames are.. pretty random.. such as honeybear, blueberrymuffin, pookie, pumpkin. but when hes feeling extra he will call you sweetheart, darling, honey, dear, baby.

~ small drabble ~

the night was quiet, the air was chilly, the lights were dark. there sit, me and heizou on the couch with a blanket covering us both. i was so scared and well.. he was pretty scared too. the popcorn bowl was empty, the soda can was empty. i focusing on a movie when suddenly.. heizou screamed at me like a monster. at that time a there was also a jumpscare playing in the movie so i immediately scream back and punched him lightly but thats when i realize it was heizou and not some creepy monster! “ouch! heyy! i didnt mean to scare you that much- scare cat!” heizou told me as he was holding his cheek that i punched. “heizou! a-are you okay!? i didnt mean to do that! ugh why did you even do that, thats do dumb!” i asked heizou as i was annoyed that he scared me. heizou said his cheek is fine but i didnt believe him and go get a pack of ice from the freezer. “here put it on your cheek! no excuses” i ordered him and he takes the ice pack from me and hold it on his cheek. “do you wanna watch ninja turtles instead?” he asked still feeling the ache on his cheek. “ofcourse…” i nod my head in agreement and in the end we fell asleep watching ninja turtles on the living room, cuddling eachother.

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thankyou for reading i hope you enjoyed this! if you have an advice please do let me know!!!

[baby--b4t]

hiiiiiii !!!! s fishie again srry 4 my absence xp

i’d LOOOVE another minific with papa haitham and his little shadow tiny, they’re so silly to me adjskdjj >^<

-🐠

HI FISHIE!!! omg it feels like its been so long since ive made a minific. ive started to pile my requests into a google doc so i can work on them at school! :D sorry that this one is a bit short. my brain wasnt very creative at the time of writing this (ﾉ´д｀) i hope its good enough though!!

(btw im kinda clearing out my inbox so im probably going to mass post my minific requests (・・*)ゞ)

Alhaitham, being the acting grand sage he was, had started to get piled up with some work. It was work he didnt want to bring home. He hated bringing stress into the one place where he felt at peace. But of course, he couldnt just stay in the House of Daena all day. He had a little plus one that followed him no matter where he went.

“Dove, can you find me an extra pen? This one is about ready to give out.” Alhaitham had asked softly, glancing at you on the floor next to his chair. You refused to even sit in a chair next to the man. Your head, which was so comfortably resting on Alhaithams lap, turned to look up at him. Without another word, you searched through your bag for a spare pen.

“Thank you, little one.” Alhaitham praised, a gentle hand running over your head. He hated having to work so much that he couldnt give you the attention you needed, but he was trying to give you what he could.

Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes into hours. The sun had long set and yet Alhaitham still sat in his chair, surrounded by his work. He didnt realize how late it had gotten until he saw your sleeping form leaning against his chair. He felt a small wave of guilt squeeze at his heart. You should be asleep in your bed, not on the ground next to him in the House of Daena.

Alhaitham didnt hesitate to pack up the last of his papers and bring you into his arms. He felt you waking up a little bit, confused and disoriented. He couldnt help but hold you a bit tighter, feeling a smidge more protective than he normally did.

“Its alright, dove. Just close youre eyes again.” Alhaitham shushed, helping you get comfortable in his arms. He felt your face nuzzle into his neck, tucking yourself away into his warmth. You were like a sleepy kitten in his arms as he began his walk home.

[pbandjesse]

It was so freaking nice to sleep in my own bed last night. Even if it was a bit warm.

We would get home last night around 1030. I scared James by walking away from the car to throw something away and they thought I disappeared. Sorry to scare you!!

We got eveything inside. And I was just so happy to see Sweetp. I held him for a long time and he seemed so pleased that I was there. He didnt seem mad at all which was good. I hope Callie had told him we would be back and that's why he wasn't mad. He's a good boy.

We would get a lot of stuff but away. I made a pile of things that we bought so I could deal with it in the morning. James would sort the laundry and we would get showers. And then after setting up some fans to try and get the heat out of the bedroom we would go to sleep.

I would stay up a little longer to pluck at my face and do some extra moisturizing. And would sleep really well.

I did wake up in the middle of the night with a really horrible cramp in my stomach. I sat with sweetp for a bit. He pawed softly at my face and made me feel really loved.

But I was a little distressed. I would spend a lot of today nauseous. Just not feeling good. A lot of time running to the bathroom because I thought I was going to be sick.

I would fall back asleep and would sleep in until the sun got to hot on my face around 9. I am going to have to add another curtain to the window next to my head.

When I woke up I had some texts from James. They had gone to do laundry. But I had slept late enough that they got home a couple minutes after I read the texts. I was so happy to see them. I really hope we can get our own washer/dryer soon so they can stop having to do it at the laundry mat and let it be a chill chore again.

We would have a nice day despite how nauseous I felt. I would get cleaned up and felt kind of ugly. Which is super annoying because I felt so pretty all week. But James kept telling me how pretty I was so that helped. I tried to be positive. I liked my outfit. I liked my new flip flops. I just didn't feel amazing.

I spent a good hour sorting out souvenirs and putting away some more stuff that we didn't get to yesterday. I made little piles for our parents and Jess and Callie. Put away the things I got for us. I do wish I had gotten more of the money, specifically I wanted a coin, but that's okay.

We would run out to do errands next. The plan was brunch, return James's tux, buy sandals for James, buy an air conditioner, and get groceries. And I think we did a great job.

We started with brunch. While we were walking through the parking lot we were stopped outside of the diner by an older man who told us we were so sweet holding hands and that he doesn't see that enough and he was just so nice. And it was just so comforting to continue to have other people see how much we love each other. It feels good.

Brunch was good. They even gave me a soda to go. Something I have never asked for before but I am glad I did. The soda did help my stomach a little. But man. I was still struggling. The food was good. The company was better. We would make a grocery list and a list for what we are having for our party this weekend. Felt very productive.

The nice old man commented again about loving to see us in love and he just made my day. I hope he also had a great day.

We would walk around five below. I got some new nail files and some candy. We also got a discount candle that I'm going to leave in the car so it can be like a wax melt this summer and make the car smell nice. And I got another long black dress. They finally had extended sizes! They seemed to only ever have s/m/l but I found an XL and an XXL so I was very pleased.

We would get back in the car and continued on our errands. Next stop: tux drop off.

I felt very unwell. The rocking of the car made me feel miserable. I would wait for James in the car and it didn't take long for them to return the tux so we could continue on pretty fast.

We went to Lowe's next. Where I immediately had to run to the bathroom and be sick. Cool cool cool. I would be okay for a few hours after that but it was distressing and I told James I think it may have been a bad idea for me to leave the house today.

But we were already out so let's finish what we started. We would ask where the AC units were and for some reason they are in the garden center. Alrighty. I decided I wanted a portable one. I know that they are more expensive but I think they are better. Plus they don't block the whole window.

So we chose the cheapest portable one. James would go get a cart and I waited with the box. When they got back we also picked up some gardening stuff. James wanted to move the plants outside today and repot some of them.

We paid and headed next door to get groceries. I was not having a great time. But we did a good job and stuck to the list. I got a drink with electrolytes. And we got stuff to make a charcuterie board this weekend. And things for lunches and dinner this week.

When we went to pay the cashier was super chatty. She asked us who our childhood crushes were. James's were Tiny Fey and Hilary Duff. Mine were all of Hanson and Gerard Way. We had a very silly conversation while she scanned everything. It was just a silly and fun interaction. And me and James would continue the discussion in the car. How when I was an elementary student me and Joanna would argue over who "got to" have a crush on a celebrity based on how many pictures cut out from magazines you had on your wall. So silly.

We made one last stop to get James sandals. They wanted tevas. Something waterproof. And thankfully the famous footwear only had two color ways and so it was super easy to decide. We were in and out in under ten minutes. But then after we paid and got to the car James realized they lost their keys?? I had mine so I sat in the car and waited for them to go back in the store to find them. They were on the Teva display. Oops.

We went home after that. Got eveything inside and James brought up the AC to our bedroom. I would cut open the box and James would take it out and set up the window tube while I collected the packaging and set up the remote it came with. And it didn't take long at all to get it ready and honestly it's great. I like that it seems to actually cool down the whole room and doesn't need to be directional like the window units always seem to be. And it's not to loud. A nice hum.

Because it needs to be in front of the window I decided to move my desk to the little corner next to the closet. Which when I moved the bed the other week that was one of the spots I tried the desk. So I already knew I liked it over there so this all worked out.

I would lay down to watch videos and just try and not feel so bad. But I would not improve. If anything I was getting worse. Getting sick more often. James came and laid with me for a bit. They had gone outside to repot the plants. But when they were done they came and cuddled with me.

They would run out to get us chipotle. They got themselves tacos to bring to the baseball game tonight. And got me a bowl that I could made into two meals. And it was very good.

When they brought it to me they put it in a nice bowl and brought me chips and a drink and I felt very loved and cared about. Sweetp had been laying on me and had briefly left but was back again. He keeps petting me with his little paws which is so cute.

James would leave for the game and I was enjoying my food but then had to run to the bathroom to be sick again. I made the decision that this is stupid and I cannot safely go to work tomorrow to lead a field trip. I really wanted to go to camp and be in nature but this didn't feel like I could do it safely and comfortably. So I would text Alexi and Elizabeth so that they could figure out coverage. And went to package up my leftover food. And laid down.

I would spend some time resting but would get up to tidy up downstairs. I went outside to look at James's plants but would move some stuff around so it wasn't so cluttered. I brought out some other plastic boxes to organize everything. James has gotten a lot of dirt on the ground so I swept that with our stupid short broom.

I would also come upstairs to hang some stuff on the wall. But mostly I just want to lay in bed. I would go and move some little things in James's room. Hung up another little quilt in the guest room. Just enjoyed being alone in the house.

James just texted me that the birds won. Very happy for them. They will be home soon. I am feeling kind of nauseous again. I think I will take a cool bath and try and get cozy. I am super excited for this ac. I think I would feel a lot worse if I had to deal with being hot on top of everything else.

I have the day off tomorrow now. I am very much hoping I will just be feeling fine and can just enjoy being home. I may go out but I plan on just trying my best to stay hydrated and be well enough for work on Thursday.

I hope you are all doing good. It is so nice to be home. I love you all. Goodnight!

[mint-yooxgi]

Hi! How are you? I hope you are doing okay since i last sent an ask

After reading the last pg chapter i thought about the last part and hours later i am here to share an extremly unpopular opinion

Jongho was right, not a hundred percent but he was kinda right when he said OC is in fault because she could have listened to him, she could have taken a moment to think but she didnt. I understand her completly, i know and acknowledge she went through hards times with her sister and she made a promise but still this situation could have been prevented by doing simple things like questioning why the connection wasnt perfect in the first place. Also, jongho could have said his brothers to come and back them up

But i dont think saying "you are at fault" was what he actually meant. I saw your answer to the person who asked about the spell making the person turn their back to the people they love and at first this was my theory too but then again, why would he want her touch if this was the situation. I still think this is somehow related to the spell but not sure how

And all of the chapters you recently shared were chefs kiss, amazing, perfect, breathtaking

That jongho smut was what i needed all this time and i didnt know it until i read it, thank you

Sorry for this extra one, i forgot to add that i think the one who teleported them back home is oc. She has his blood in her system so i think in the moment of she was able to teleport them, and she used it again in the last part but i have no idea where she went or if they will be able to find her because she could be in another realm for all we know lol

Hey! I'm doing okay, been feeling a little off lately, but I think I just caught a bug is all. I've been better the past few days, though! Hope you've been well, too!

I see where you're coming from, but let me ask you this. Did Jongho really blame the OC for what happened? Also, by this logic, it would also stand to reason that in ch 17, it was entirely Seonghwa's fault the OC got hurt while visiting the dragon's nest. He suggested it. Not only that, but then by that logic, shouldn't we also blame OC for getting hurt for protecting the baby dragon? That was also her fault for choosing to jump in front of the arrows.

There's a lot of contributing factors to why things happened the way they did, more than just to move the story forward. This most recent chapter was meant to parallel ch 17, but now with the OC being on the receiving end of that heart wrenching guilt. This is the first time the OC has experienced a situation like this, and believe it or not, the OC is actually a lot more like Seonghwa than people think. They are very specifically two sides of the same coin, and a lot of their reactions are quite similar when high tension stakes arise.

Sometimes you don't think, you just move.

But let's also not forget about the fact that Jongho chose to protect the OC. He specifically jumped in front of that spell so it wouldn't hit her. I feel like putting the blame on OC due to her high strung emotions both negates his deeds in the moment, and also shifts the blame from the aggressor (Dimitri in this situation) onto his victim (both OC and Jongho in this chapter).

Now, that's not to say OC wasn't rash and didn't rush into things. OC definitely did. However, the OC has never experienced a threat like this, unlike the guys. Hell, they all probably would have acted as rashly if the roles had been reversed and this had been OC contacting them because of Miyeon.

When it comes to a person they love, all logic flies out the window. They are all more similar than you think.

OC is definitely a flawed character, but they all are in some way. Let's not forget that if all of the characters were to act rationally all the time, we wouldn't have an engaging or interesting story. Mistakes are bound to happen. After all, the OC still is only human. ;)

As for the blood, well, you might be onto something there ;)))

Thanks so much for reading, and I'm so glad I got to talk about this a little more in dept in my answer to your ask!

[bottomburt]

gonna be a big venty post about a lot of things im sad about

its not gonna be everything obviously

also dont worry, im ok, im absolutely terrified of dying so my life isnt at risk or anything

i honestly hate my apartment, i wish i didnt have to pay 2000+ dollars a month for what feels like a hotel room. i wish i could be in a house. i want to live in a place that feels like where a person would spend their life in, and this apartment just doesnt feel like that. i hate having to use a community laundry area. i want my own laundry room i want a place that feels like an actual fucking home and not a pair of rooms joined together with some extras like a bathroom and a kitchen. i want an actual living space. i want a front and back yard. i dont want to have to climb 2 flights of stairs just to get back home. i hate living in this place. theres roaches every now and then and im scared theyre gonna keep coming back. i hate not having a garage. i hate having a closes thats barely enough to fit most of the things i have. i dont like the general feeling of the people around me. i dont like being around university students. i hate living right next to a shopping center when its loud as fuck late at night. i wish i had chosen something different.

i hate feeling so lonely lately. 3 out of the 7 days in a week im just at my desk or in my bed just waiting until i feel ready to stream and talk to fucking no one for hours on end. i dont want a roommate though because i like the experience of having to take care of myself. it only sucks when im by myself with my own thoughts and nothing to do and everything to think and the sound of my own voice in my own head gets so grating i just want to hear another person speak to me for once. and the days i do have social interactions are just classrooms where im so burnt out from the classes that i just dont have much to say.

my classes are so fucking stressful. im more stressed out about classes than i ever have been. it doesnt help its adding onto the stress of renting an apartment but the classes feel so much more time consuming and exhausting this semester. one of my classes requires 10+ discussion posts on full chapters of reading and i really just am not motivated to do any of it. the in class time is honestly really good and i like my teachers, but the time outside of class just feels like a 30 ton weight on my shoulders that i just have to drag around until may.

i miss inky so much.

i keep ordering food and it really bothers me. i have the greatest opportunity to cook for myself but i either keep ordering food or the times i do cook for myself end up feeling unsatisfying. i feel like im fucking up cooking rice. i dont even know how thats possible. the rice keeps getting weirdly soggy and gross every time i make it and it just hasnt been the same since the first time i made it. i dont know what im fucking up. its so annoying trying to make rice that just doesnt want to turn out how i want it to.

i have so many boxes that i need to throw out but havent had time to. i know it'll make me feel better if i do but i just can never get any sort of motivation to do it.

the light strips i have put up have been barely hung up for months now. theres a big section of the light strip that i havent put back up so like half of it has just been hanging off the wall and honestly ive just been hoping itll fall on its own so i finally have a reason to put it back up properly. itll just stay like that i guess.

im generally unhappy with my streams as of late. its the same feeling ive felt before where i put in so much effort to my streams and it just never feels like it pays off. i could never quit though because i absolutely love streaming, but even just having a tiny piece of the interactivity that other streamers have would be nice.

i think thats all im really sad about, it felt nice to put it somewhere

[cavefairy]

work (and also just. everything) sucked today wough. rlly rlly long vent under cut ig

tbh we shouldnt have even been open its a fucking holiday. it wasnt even that busy all things considered, but we were wildly understaffed (there was literally 5 of us in the entire arcade. which is the minimum we need to function. so already Not Good) and i was exhausted after staying up late last night. so i get there 20mins early, stop n chat with the person on dark ride (bc hes super nice and rlly good to talk to and i like working w him. he went home when i clocked in tho), and im having a decent day at that point. we had taken down the christmas stuff in the morning and toast had been extra vicious bc ig she wanted to play w all the ornaments n shit, but anyways. i kill time, then drop my shit under the golf shack counter and clock in. i havent even been in redemption for 2 minutes when one guy is like 'hey [person at laser tag] wants to know if youll head over to laser tag' and im like 'yeah okay' and i go over there and that person is going on her break. and the other person that was on laser tag swaps to dark ride. so im by myself, which isnt allowed, we have to have 2 people on laser tag at all times. so that... wasnt great. the other person thats supposed to be at laser tag was a few minutes late, but they were there in time for me to run the game that needed to start. so we're doing fine, we're alternating games, and then im like 'hey, im gonna take over dark ride when their shift over there is up' and the person with me just looks at me. and now im getting nervous like i fucked up. and they say to me 'well whos gonna be on laser tag then' and IM CONFUSED bc they were scheduled for laser tag and i dont understand what they mean. so i responded 'arent u scheduled over here' and they say 'yeah but i was gonna go to redemption with [person who had asked for me to come to laser tag] after her break'

and at that moment. im like. oh. we're gonna play musical shifts bc you two wanna work together. got it. so i dont argue it anymore bc i have a game to run and we cant discuss it anymore at that time. after i came out of that game, the guy who was on dark ride swapped with the person who was on break, and he went to redemption. so im still at laser tag with the same person. and we go back to our alternating games and talking shit abt the schedule bc HOLY FUCK. we cant be doing this with only 5 people. anyways, we do that for a while and then the person on dark ride asks if i can close it tonight. and im like yeah okay, i hate doing it but i can if i need to. and then instead of waiting until closer to 8 so im only there an hour, the guy that had started at laser tag comes back and asks me to head to dark ride at 630. so the person at dark ride goes to redemption, that guy goes back to laser tag, and everyone is technically where they were scheduled to begin with (dark ride is a 'you sign up for a shift during whatever ur scheduled for' so with me being technically scheduled for redemption i was also kinda supposed to swap out for dark ride at some point). and i hatehatehate dark ride. its loud. i need my earplugs in order to be near it. thankfully i usually have them, so i was okay, but i was running it for 2 and a half hours. 630 to 9, and we close at 9. it didnt go awfully, everyone that came thru was rlly nice and it was fairly chill. but then closing happened. now, one of the 5 people that were in arcade was one of the leads. i love her dearly, shes awesome, but she was scheduled to get off at 9, so she didnt help w closing stuff.

so the 4 of us remaining closed the whole arcade. i did all of dark ride's stuff, and gathered all of the arcade trash. and therein lies the biggest source of holy fuck i cried. because. not only is that like, 10 trashcans, but i kept running out of trashbags. so the first trashcan, it had soda in the bottom. no big deal, i just have to go dump it out and clean it (running a bit of water w soap into it and swooshing it around, and then drying it with a rag). okay, great. i get that, get thru a few more cans, and have to wash out another. the second one, i accidentally get some of the icky cleaner-water on my jeans and one of my shoes (my favorite sunflower slip-on vans). so that rlly just. put me right on the edge of my breaking point. i get thru the rest of arcade's trash EXCEPT for laser tag, and i run out of trashbags. all of them. and im like well what the fuck do i do now. so i ask the manager thats supposed to be closing us out (i like him, hes nice), and hes like 'go see if [place over by bowling area] has some'. so i go take 3 of their 4 remaining trashbags (had to grab one for the person who was cleaning the bowling area, she needed one), and take my 2 to laser tag to get their trash. lo and behold, a third trashcan i have to clean. im fucking DONE at this point. i cant do it anymore. my eyes start watering, im stomping into the kitchen to go clean it, the manager comes in and is grabbing something and i just. id started ranting out loud and tbh i dont think he minded i think he understood why but i was just like 'im done im quitting i cant do this anymore. i cant do it. today fucking sucked im done i cant do this' and then i started crying. the first time, anyway. hes nice abt it and he just gently asks me to turn the lights off when i leave the kitchen and its FINE its GREAT i take the now-clean trashcan back to the laser tag area and go to take the trash to the compacter. and man. there is a bigass pile of bags and boxes in front of the garage door where the compacter is. so i open the door to dump the trash in, and wow. the compacter is full. and not working. so i cant do anything. i go back, ask the manager, he says to just leave the trashbags on the pile and bring the big trashcan back to where it goes. so i do. and im upset and im done and im holding it in and he comes over to dark ride while im grabbing my bag and the walkie and he asks 'are you okay ?' and i just. snapped. i wish i hadnt said it the way i did but i just went 'no !' and the tears started up again. i was full-on fucking SOBBING at work. the person id been at laser tag with, one of my favorite people, she comes up to me bc im heading into redemption to put the walkie away, and she asks whats up and walks with me and lets me vent at her for a minute, and on the way out she stopped me and told me to breathe and talked me thru most of the tears and hyperventilating enough for me to talk clearly again. she hugged me and just let me cry for a sec and then made double sure i was okay to drive, and then we parted ways at the door. i headed to walmart cos i had to get stuff for my car (gotta change my oil this weekend), and walking around helped. i got a snack and things were alright for a while.

yeah. something else had to go wrong. abt 15 mins out i got a fucking flat tire. i live an hour from work. i was 45 minutes from home. and i stop, i look at the tire, yep its flat, and get back in the car to call dad. no answer. call mom, she answers. i apologized for waking her up, told her i had a flat, and she woke dad up to come take a look. she talked to me for the whole 45 minutes it took him to get to me. i ate my snack, told her abt work, and finally dad showed up. i let mom go back to sleep, and he looked at my tire, and yeah. it was unfixable, at least in the dark. hes gonna have to go rescue my car and take it to get new tires tomorrow (technically, today. all the car shit went down at 11pm. its currently about 130am). we just got all my important stuff out and locked it, and left it where it was bc we couldnt fix my tire. he drove me home, and here we are. im exhausted, im gonna sleep in tomorrow, and im gonna try to have a chill day. i cannot take another thing going wrong right now.

[scales-of-stardust]

HEHEHHEEHEH MY ASSIGNMENTS ARE ALL SUBMITTED IM FREEEEE

Thinking so hard about the village that lives near the mountain dragon and mate and living in cause like they wanted dragon gone because it’s a big fucking dragon living near their village and they could be in danger anytime soon

Until mate comes down hand in hand with their dragon who’s in human form and starts browsing the market???? They offer their own goods, knitted/crochet items, vegetables and fruits they grown, while the poorly disguised dragon is just holding their hand??? And sometimes the dragon barters to??? With gold??? I like to think the dragon family are just the Addams family to the village

All in all it would be the village’s best interest to not drive out the dragon

Bonus points is that the forest near the mountains are free of any large predators like manticores and such because dragons hunts them down cause mate likes to go forging and they’re not gonna let their beloved be in danger they can’t handle while they’re forging no way >:[

LET'S GOOOOO NO MORE ASSIGNMENTS!!!!!!

But fr how does it feel to make my entire day with this ask? Work kicked my ass bc my deivery didnt show up until the last 3 hours of my 9 hour shift, BUT this makes up for it The village being like really defensive when Dragon and Mate come down for the first time bc that's the fuckin dragon everyone has been stressing about for the past few years (Dragon before they bonded with their Mate did nothing to them, and stayed away but cannot say no to their Mate to coming down the mountain). But the Villagers taking a while to get used to the pair when they come down for their bi weekly trips down the mountain. The Village comes to adore Dragon bc how can you hate the socially awkward lizard. Mutually adored Dragon gets extra snacks sneaked to them by the old ladies. They all adore Dragon bc very polite, and they help with lifting heavy things for the merchants. (The Village now raises hell if foreign knights come to 'save' Mate from Dragon. Nobody get's to interrupt the lovebirds especially since Mate has promised treats on their next visit)

Mate having to teach Dragon that NO you need to stop trying to give the merchants gold you are going to give them all a heart attack. OH and Dragon at the end of the day resting their head on the back of Mate's neck bc it's late they want to go home and cuddle in the nest. BUT THE THOUGHT OF THE VILLAGE THINKING DRAGON HAS BEEN THE ONLY THREAT THEY EVER HAD ONLY FOR DRAGON TO REVEAL THE FOREST USED TO BE INFESTED WITH MONSTERS BUT THEY'VE BEEN HUNTING THEM BC OF THEIR MATE IS SO SO GOOD

[wildanimalqueendom]

Thoughts: End of one month, start of the next

So, I’ve never had a “blog” before, not even really good at social media. In my mind, my thought is, who really gives a shit about my thoughts and daily life? However this isn’t about anyone else but me, so here we go: 

I am turning 32 years old in the middle of this month. That being said, isn’t there some type of weird obligation involved with this age? I’m talking marriage, kids, purchased home, financial stability, etc. Newsflash, none of these apply to me. I’ve been single for too many years to count, too selfish to be responsible for a child, and massive 2020 layoffs ended my financial stability and murdered my dream of owning my own home so what now? Now because of my specific circumstances part of me almost feels left behind, like I don’t fit the mold. And I’m okay with that, I’ve always been aware that is who I am, but now I can truly feel it. 

Anyways, because I am this way, I’ve always been an ultimate party girl, drinking, maybe dabbling in a few extra things in moderation, sleeping late, and being irresponsible and let me tell you it’s been a hell of a lot of fun!! However during 2020/2021 I went through 2 separate layoffs at 2 separate jobs on 2 separate occasions that really changed the course of my life. 

The first layoff was the worst. I worked for this company for 5 years, worked my way up, moved constantly, was super flexible, and pretty much gave up my actual life for their corporate life and I loved it. When they let me go, I felt like I got broken up with. I was devastated and sad and I had to uproot my entire life and move to another city and everything. Everything changed for me, the people surrounding me changed, my job obviously changed, and I had to move away from the beach to 4 hours inland to a big city with more opportunity obviously, but less tranquility. Luckily they gave me way too much money for severance (probably given the circumstances surrounding the pandemic) and I ended up having the adult summer of my dreams. Wake up late, get my nails done, hit the pool and start drinking midday, be trash wasted by the afternoon, go out on the town and do it all over again. It seemed fun at the time, until it wasn’t. By the end of the summer, I realized a job I had set myself up with was a total fraud, I had blown through my savings, and I was drinking way too heavily for comfort (maybe I’ll tell you about my alcoholic father if I can remember to keep posting regularly) At this point, I could no longer afford to pay for alcohol and stuff and all the feelings and all the anxiety hit me all at once. It’s like I was using those things to not feel what I was feeling about losing my life. It was a really hard pill to swallow when I had to start delivering food from door dash and working part time at Bath & Body Works (which in hindsight may have saved me) I was college educated with professional experience from a world-renown company. I’m not supposed to be delivering udon noodles to rich people who don’t tip.

By this time, it was September 2020 and I did this until January 2021 when I landed a job in the mortgage industry. 

I coasted through that job, started day drinking AT WORK with my coworkers and slowly started to realize I was still not happy 7 months later. I then got another job which brings me to my 2nd and most important layoff. First of all, I WAS SHOCKED it hit me like a bus. And I thought I was never going to catch a break. 

After that, it hit me. Maybe not like a specific thought out of nowhere, or a life lesson I felt I had learned, but something within me that I didn’t know was there came out and turned savage. I started doing any and everything to make money. Cleaning houses, taking temp jobs, door dashing, packing houses, and when I wasn’t doing that I was on the computer or my phone applying, interviewing, screening. I didnt stop. This is also the moment I became even more grateful for my family than ever. Family members that owned businesses paid me to work and that helped tremendously. Again, couldn’t afford to go out, couldn’t afford to drink or smoke. Those items all of a sudden seemed so unimportant. I had the free time during the week days to spend on focusing on fitness and myself and that changed my whole mental game.

One day, a recruiter called me and laid out on the table a job position that I knew could not be real. Well it is, and I’ve been doing it for 7 months now. I finally feel like I’m in a job I belong in. And the reliance of alcohol to calm my anxieties has tapered although to be honest I’m not sober. 

My New Years resolution was to become that bad bitch I started to embody in 2022. To wake up early, not drink heavily, work hard, and work even harder on myself. Januarys goal was to start creating habits to follow through life and creating routines. 

To review myself : no real routine is set in place and I may have gotten up early like 5 times the whole month. But, the mentality is definitely there and I know I want it and I think about it constantly. 

February: working on perfecting these routines - I’d give myself a 25% for effort and for wanting it but 75% of me is holding myself back when I ignore the importance of a morning routine. It’ll delay the success of the day if I sleep through the morning and go straight into work. 

This blog is here to help me keep site of my why (explained above) and to track my habits overtime 

Today’s successes :

woke up at 6:50 admittedly hit snooze 2x 

morning yoga @ 7am

Showered/hygiene 

Made breakfast 

Brushed teeth (don’t think I’m crazy when you work from home 3 days a week that’s a hard one to remember!!) 

****I think these are successes because what is listed is the morning routine I want to have but also seem to want to sleep through at the same time****

****disclaimer****

I am very fortunate to have an incredible family that helped me through times I struggled both mentally and financially. We are not a wealthy family but we all work hard and lift each other up and I don’t know what I would do with our them.

I don’t want to be perfect I just want to be a bad ass sparkle glam fairy who has a hell of a lot of fun but works just as hard to earn the fun. I want to be confident in my decisions and not always scared to lose everything because lose or win, it’s never permanent. 

[meatballdonut]

Im Here Princess

Summary: Billy was never there for anyone, but he found a way to manage to be there for you

Warnings: Crying, soft!billy, crying, bad breathing, that’s it I think 

Word count: 1,746

Pairing: Soft! Billy Hargrove X Reader 

Today was one of those days, the kind of day where you felt like you had the entire world crashing down on you. With the expectations set by your parents, the expectations held by everyone at school, and the expectations you have set for yourself. The only thing giving you the smallest amount of happiness was the thought of you seeing your boyfriend, Billy Hargrove, after school. Nobody in the school knew you and him were dating, this of course being Billy’s choice. Not wanting anyone at school giving you or him any shit. Knowing the people at school, his reputation would probably be lowered at the thought of him being in a committed relationship. Usually he meets a girl, Billy likes to pull what he calls the “hump and dump”, but you managed to get yourself the title of his girlfriend.

Knowing how Billy’s home life was, you never told him when you were having a bad day, knowing he usually had it much worse. He never made your emotions seem like they were unwarranted, or that they were not serious but he didnt know how to comfort you when you needed to. Such as today, overwhelmed, overworked, exhausted, and distracted. The distraction of everything you have to worry over led you to not exactly paying attention to where you were going, leading you to bump into someone while on your way to your next class. “What is dipshit?” as you bumped into the tense arm of some passer by. You offered them an apologetic smile as you continued on your way to class. As small as the awkward interaction seemed, it didn't help the way your day was going at all.  Thankfully this was the last class of the day, wanting nothing more than to spend time with Billy in this moment, after this day. English was your worst subject, never being good at writing or using describing words, much preferring the factual papers assigned in history or biology. Being the opposite of Billy in school, you were always very focused on your grades, making sure they didn't dip below a certain percentage.

Lucky you, a test was assigned and you were nowhere near prepared for it almost completely blanked from your mind. Knowing it didn't go well brought you even lower than you already were. Finishing out the day with the two extra assignments given to you for homework, you began the long walk home enjoying the quiet sounds of nature as you made your way.

When you got home, you knew you only had about an hour until Billy got there. Him choosing to stay a bit after school to cause havoc to anybody who decided to stay late for actual school related reasons. Just so he can keep his bad boy reputation. Knowing he would want most if not all of your attention when he got there, you tried to get a jump start on your homework. Still not being able to focus on much, it took you most of the hour just to finish half of the first assignment, hearing the tell-tale sounds of someone climbing in through your window. Billy slid in, hoping to see the warm smile you usually gave him, or any sign of happiness in you. Instead of the formalities you usually offer when he arrives, you do nothing. Not offering him so much as a glance while trying to stay focused on the homework you were given. “Didn't take you for uh of a homework person” you could hear the laughter in his voice, even if it was just from him being happy to be in your presence. “I've always been a homework person, I just usually get it done before you come over. Luck has not been on my side today so I didn't finish in time.” stress was evident in your voice. The way your shoulders were tense at the thought of the homework you had left to do. Shaky, and unfull breaths leaving your body and the thought of all the other responsibilities made you slump over and lay your head on your desk. “Baby?” Billy's quizzical voice came as a sudden shock, you had almost forgotten that he was there. You chose not to answer, knowing if you took the time to explain what was going on in your head you would break. Also not wanting B him to worry over you while he has to worry about the wellbeing of  Max, his step-mom and himself. “c’mon , talk to me sweet cheeks”  the most you could offer him was a small grunt, signaling that you were in no mood to talk.  Hearing swift but gentle footsteps coming towards you.  Strong, comforting hands placed on your small and tense shoulders, showing you that he was there for you. Not knowing what to do in the situation, Billy chose to be silent, bringing you backwards away from your desk. Trying to distract you from all the work, and all the emotions you dare not to bring to his attention. He slowly leads you out of your chair and over to the bed sitting you both down. Bringing you into a tight, warm hug. “I wanna know what's going on love”  The way he spoke, soft yet strong, loving, caring, and his attention fully focused on you. Reminding you how you couldn't focus on anything, not the school, not your own walking, nothing. Making you start crying right there. “Shh, shh I got cha, i'm right here” his tight hug somehow got tighter. Making you smell is intoxicating cologne mixed with the overpowering smell of  cigarettes. You loved the way Billy smelled, even though you hate the way cigarettes smell, you could help but love the way it mixed with his cologne. “ “I'm just so stressed B”  Hardly above a whisper, you thought you had spoken in your head instead of outloud. Billy lets out a deep sigh, not knowing what to say or do. “What's got you so stressed darlin” His use of pet names always made you smile, you knew he called all the previous girls the same names he calls you, but it seemed honest when he spoke them to you. “ School, life, everything B. I just can't handle it. I did poorly on a test in English, I couldn't focus on anything, and I wasn't even able to finish my homework before you came over and now you have to deal with me being a mess.”  Light kisses placed on the top of your head, making your stomach swirl, and a warm fuzzy feeling taking control over the stress that was still building inside of you. “You know you’re one of the best people I know, you know damn well I can't handle half the shit you do. If you're ever feeling stressed or overworked please talk to me about it. I want to be there for you, I really do” His words make you cry even more than you were before, bringing you to a full sob. Lightly shushing you as you wept, still placing light kisses on your head. The thought of everything making it difficult to breathe, drawing in short and quick breaths as you felt your head go a bit fuzzy from the lack of air. “I need you to breathe baby, you're gonna pass out if you don't.” Trying to focus your attention on your breathing, but like the rest of the day, you couldn't focus long enough to get it under control. “Breathe with me baby you can do it” He began swaying the both of you back and forth, not because he knew it would get you to refocus, but because he felt incredibly awkward in this situation. Nonetheless, It worked allowing you to focus on his breathing instead of your own scattered breaths.

After a while, he had managed to calm you down, the both of you just sitting in silence as you enjoyed the comfort provided by your boyfriend. “ I'm sorry B”  Looking into his piercing, steel blue eyes. Seeing nothing but love and affection offered by the usually cold man. With the exception of you, he offered zero comfort to others. Instead, opting to make fun of them for their emotions or their problems. You were different, he never wanted you to be upset, and he never wanted to see you in this state again. “Please talk to me about things from now on, I hate seeing you like this. I like my happy and very talkative y/n”  Finally getting a laugh out of you, you were typically very talkative. Talking about anything and everything, Billy always just chooses to listen to you ramble about whatever has you excited at the moment. He's always loved how your eyes sparkle when youre talking about something you're passionate about, even if he knew by tomorrow you wouldnt feel as strongly about it. “You already have so much to worry about, I don't want to add to that. You can only worry about so much, I'm a big girl, I can handle it” A very loud sigh leaving his lips, making you feel as if maybe you were right about adding to his stress. “Trust me princess, it's much more stressful not knowing if you're okay. I would much rather you talk to me about it at the moment than have you bottle it all up like this.”

You couldn't help but think about how out of character this was for him. The comfort, the wanting to talk, all of it. None of this was like Billy, none of this is anything like you knew, and it was the same feeling for him. He didn't know how to be there for someone, but for you it was almost like instinct. Letting his body take over without thinking too much about what he was doing. The love offered by the man who shoves kids into lockers for fun was overwhelming. Neither of you have said the big “L” word to one another, but you could both feel it. “I'm here princess, forever and always” Giving you one final comforting kiss to your forehead, shortly making its way to your lips. “I love you Billy Hargrove” A moment of silence falling between the both of you. Almost making you regret your decision to speak on your feelings, you quickly go to apologize but were stopped when Billy finally spoke. “I love you too princess”

[lockleysfav]

You are always going to be beautiful

BasilStitt x GN!Reader

Summary: When Basil disappears, leaving you a heartfelt voice message about how much he loves you, you get worried and go to his apartment to find him passed out on the floor with a paper bag over his head.

Warnings: Not much, details of vomit, depression?, Basil being adorable at the end.

It had been 3 days since you last saw your boyfriend Basil. He left you a voicemail that you never had time to listen to because you were so busy with work, your co-workers were constantly taking days off leaving you to do extra time and then the moment you got home you’d be too exhausted to even take a pee. It was a cycle lately, Wake up, go to work for extra hours, come home and pass out in bed. Only when you were going to text your boyfriend, apologise for not talking to him you saw the voicemail. You felt a little on edge for some reason but you clicked on it either way, holding your phone to your ear.

“Hey..baby. how are you? i hope you’re fantastic right now as i am not” he laughs and sighs “Uh- i- i think we should go our separate ways. I know you cheated on me with your co-worker and it’s fine i understand completely” you jumped up at that, where the fuck did that come from? you hated every single one of your co-workers? did someone set him up? “I just want you to know you wont be hearing from me again, i love you so much babe. Goodbye my cupcake” he attempted to laugh but it only sounded sad, and with that the voicemail ended. You quickly checked the date on it and saw it was 2 days ago, you wasted no time grabbing your car keys and a jacket and rushing down to your car.

Theres no way you’ll let Basil think you cheated on him.

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When you arrived to his building you ran through the entrance, first you debated on taking the elevator or the stairs but if you run up the stairs you’d be quicker…ding..your choice was made when the elevator doors opened, you rushed inside and jabbed on the level 5 button.

Your palms became clammy, you had a really bad feeling about this but you would rather face this than let him leave thinking all these things. oh god, what if hes hurt himself? You thought to yourself only making things worse. The doors opened and you accidentally barged into a man who obviously tried to yell at you, you just kept running mumbling back a sorry.

You got to basil’s door. You contemplated on knocking but when you raised your hand to knock, you noticed how the door was ever so slightly open. You pushed it open, walking in slowly “Basil? Hey honey it’s just me” you called out with no response. You checked the kitchen with no hope but when you took in the sight of his living room being absolutely trashed you felt your heart sink. What if he was robbed? What if- The sound of movement made your head whip around, your eyes scanning over the flipped couch. You noticed a pair of feet peaking out behind the couch and you didnt think twice to run over to it, pushing away the couch and gasping at your boyfriends unconscious body…but he had a paper bag over his head?

“Basil” you crouched down, shaking his body making him jump up “Huh? what? whats happening” he looked around frantically until he faced you, freezing on the spot “uh- h-hi” he whispered and you smiled “Hey” you replied, gently taking his hand “We need to talk.” you told him and he nodded, allowing you to help him stand but he still made no effort to take the bag off.

You both flipped the couch back over and sat down on it. You obviously went first “I never cheated on you…thats not something i would ever do i know everyone probably says this but all my co-workers are slimy and quite unattractive. I love you more than anything i dont know where you got all that from” he averted his eyes to the ground, sighing, he had to take a moment to reply “I know you didn’t cheat…i um…i said it as an excuse to leave” Your heart dropped and you let go of his hand, tears brimming at your eyes “Basil if you wanted me gone you couldve just said that” you got up to leave but he panicked, grabbing your hand “NO! Thats not what i meant baby- uh- i cant explain it to you-“ he stuttered out and suddenly you were reminded of the bag on his head.

You both stared at each other until you slowly placed your hands on the sides of the bag, gently lifting it but he grabbed your wrists “Y/N…” You looked into his shadowed eyes “It’s okay Basil…i promise you” he was hesitant but let you reveal himself. When you took the bag off he turned his head away but you were quick to pull him back gently. He tightly shut his eyes and your eyes widened slightly at the harsh burn on his cheek.

“This is why you wanted to..leave?” you asked quietly, tracing a thumb against his skin. He relaxed slightly “i never wanted to leave. I was too embarrassed to face you again. I’m hideous y/n” you saw how a few tears managed to trickle down his cheek and you pulled him into a tight hug “Oh baby..no i would never ever judge you. You will always be beautiful do you understand? say it okay?” You told him, rubbing his back and he continued to cry into your shirt “Basil” “I’m b-beautiful” he whimpered out and you hugged him tighter “Just because you dont like the burn doesnt mean i dont, i think it looks badass” you both chuckled at that and he soon sighed against your neck indicating he was tired.

You decided it’d be a better idea to take him back to your place. When you both got in, you turned to face him, kissing his burn and pulling back to kiss his lips too “Please dont cower from me baby” you mumbled against his lips and he nodded “I’m sorry” he replied back but you shook your head “Dont be sorry, just make it up to me by getting some good sleep”.

The both of you ended up cuddled together in your kingsized bed. You were both facing each other fast asleep, basil was buried in your chest like a little puppy while your arms covered him protectively.

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[yatsugareboyf]

awh those hc for atsushi & tanizaki hurt me in all the rights ways but they were also rlly soft and those are the writings i love the most, i kept on rereading it hehe

and i never realized how much i loved tanizaki until i came across those hcs so i thank you for awakening that for me <33

this request might seem to similar to the one the anon asked for so you don’t have to write this if you don’t want to, but can i ask for atsushi and tanizaki (separately) accidentally standing up their s/o on a date?? smth like they’re there for hours and the boys just don’t show up and their s/o just goes home? or they arrive just as their abt to leave?

and pls pls take care of yourself author-san we love u💗💗

sorry this might come late aaaaaaa anw thank u sm for this req (i never thought tht the tanizaki + atsu post would do well) i hope u enjoy, take care too ^^

hcs for atsushi and tanizaki accidentally standing up their s/o.

nakajima atsushi

like i said in the other post mentioned in the ask, he isnt the type of guy to forget dates or stand you up

he'd feel guilty and sad if he did yknow, esp if its on purpose. he wouldnt do tht to you

so let's say tht he had an urgent matter to attend to that popped up unexpectedly

he couldn't tell you over the phone because his phone is dead, and he couldn't borrow anyone else's because he'd only be rushed out of the agency to do this task

"im so sorry, y/n. ill try and make it on time." he says to no one in particular as he speeds up his pace to finish this mission as quick as he can

you, on the other hand, are all set to go to this new cafe down the block

it's been a while since he's taken you on a date, and it just so happens to be at a friday afternoon after your work/school and his work hours

usually he's the first one to arrive, but you show up first, and you didnt think much of it, he could be caught up with dazai again

aaaaand its been 30 mins and he hasnt shown up so you order something and decide to wait for him more, you know his work and how it can be.... weird... at times

you've finished your food by the time the sky turns dark and the cafe slowly loses its customers as its almost abt to close

its not tht late, probably around 7 pm, you lost track of time anyway

you were sad, but also confused because atsushi, the atsushi nakajima, had stood you up. out of all people?

since you dont wanna be kicked out by the employees, you left by yourself, leaving a tip for ur waitress who so kindly gave you an extra drink ("hey, i saw you kinda sad, so its on the house.")

on your way back home, you saw atsushi running towards you with a tired expression

"atsu? are you okay?" you worry abt his appearance, his shirt sleeves ripped up to his biceps and pants also ripped

"you're worrying abt me when im 3 hours late to our date? :("

"of course i am, who cares abt the date?? are you okay, are you injured?" even if you were bummed out abt the date, his well being came first to you, which made atsushi lowk tear up

he pulls you into a hug and keeps apologizing for being late, saying he'll make it up to you and whatnot but ur here fussing because he won't let you tend to him

y'all ended up watching a movie at home after he reluctantly let you patch him up and feed him

hes so happy tht you weren't mad at him like fr he was like "what if she hates me? what if she thinks im cheating?" on the way to the coffee shop 😔 my poor baby

tanizaki junichirou

i keep using naomi as his excuse but i really cant think of any other thing that can keep him away

naomi probably needed help for a project in school, so he left a bit earlier to go to help her in the library. 

when u woke up, juni wasnt there anymore, so you thought he was preparing for your cute little picnic date

u imagined him setting up a cute little blanket with fairy lights and candles like omg so romantic

so u were sooo excited !! u sent him a quick text saying that ure getting ready and u got up to heat up the food u both prepared the night before

with the basket in hand u walked to the park where u planned to set up

aaaand he wasnt there, like nothing

there were no fairy lights, no blanket, no candles, nothing

poor u, u thought he would already be setting up the date :((

so u called atsushi to see if he went to the agency 

“tanizaki-kun? he hasn’t been here since yesterday, i dont think he has a shift today, y/n-san. why do you ask?”

“oh... thank you, atsushi. i was just looking for him..”

“have you tried calling him?” 

“yeah but i think he has his phone turned off...”

ok anw

you waited like around 4 hours for him to show up :((

like u tried not to eat the food but damn u havent eaten so u ate like a few sandwiches and one of the yogurts you packed

until the sun went down and he still hasnt arrived

but he called you! 

“y/n, where are you? i just got home from the library...” 

“library? what were you doing in the library?”

“i was helping naomi with her project, i thought i told you?”

“well you forgot, and you also forgot we had a date today, im guessing?”

“... a date? what do- oh.. the picnic date we planned??? omg y/n i-im so sorry-”

“it’s fine, junichirou,” you sigh “ill just go home-”

“nononono! im coming there, wait for me, okay?”

“juni, it’s fine, really, ill just go home”

“nope, stay there, baby, im coming”

and he arrived with candles and fairy lights and take out from your favorite place :(((

so yeah he really just becomes clingy and apologizes a lot and makes it up to u :((

“y/n :((((( im sorry :((((((”

“i told u, its fine”