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Okay time for a long mother fucking post.
Buckle up folks!
All Ask Change in Script Asks and Whether or not they are Canon to the Story/Lore!
(Will do my best to consistently update this post as we go along.)
This post will work like this:
I will go at this like a list all Asks are in order of when they were posted.
Each will have the Ask and then whether it is or isn't Canon. The link to the post with the answer will be attached to the Ask all you gotta do is click on it.
If Canon then it will be colored like so: [Canon]
If Not Canon then it will be colored like this: [Not Canon]
If in a grey area or not Change in Script related it will be colored like so: [Not Related to Change in Script]
-Ask Change in Script Part 1-
(150 Follower Special)
1. âAll I aks the tv man is why, why do this, also your 'canon' self is suffering lmaoâ
[Canon]
2. âHey SMG4! Do your scars hurt? I can imagine so since you just got them. Hey SMG4 crew! When 4 first got his scars, did you help him at all? Hey SMG3, do you have nightmares? Or do you not sleep at all?â
[Canon]
3. âHey Puzzles, you got a minute? This little gremlin wanted to say hiâ
[Not Canon]
4. âfor mario: our fav italian , what you think of Meggy?, for mr.puzzles: you know half of the famdow wanna kiss you, right? for mr.puzzles: you still talk with ur dad? for smg4: any crushes? TuT !! thats it !, ty for answering, or dont, idk. Xoxo !!â
[Canon]
5. âI know the post said to ask the ai and I will! But also I'm curious! Who's your favorite character and how long have you been watching SMG4 and what was your first episode? :0â
[Canon to Me as a Person]
6. âNow imma ask questions to everyone! :DD Great job out there Mr. Puzzles! 5 stars! I can't wait to see what else you have planned! ^w^,, And hey, if no one else out there is, I'm rooting for ya!â
[Canon]
7. âTwo questions SMG4. Are you worried about where SMG3 could be? And two. Meggy. Are you recovered from Western? No PTSD or anything? You still wearing his beanie?â
[Canon]
8. âHEY PUZZLES! DO A FLIP!â
[Not Canon]
9. âSorry I don't have any questions, but I just wanna say I love your art style and how you draw these characters :]â
[Not Canon or Canon just sweet]
10. âFollow-up to that last ask SMG4, what was it like living with the Mario bros early on? And Mario Bros, what was it like when SMG4 lived with you? How was his recovery there? Did he have to stay at the hospital at all?â
[Canon]
11. â[đđż] *ran up and hugged your oc* - I love you, which means I will hug you >:]â
[Not Canon or Canon just sweet]
12. âMICHEAL ISN'T HUMAN SEND TWEET/POSâ
[Sweating Profusely]
13. â*give Mr Puzzles star stickers and a hug* :)â
[Canon]
14. âHai! Mr puzzle you are doing great shows! But can you be in there more often I wanna see you more often in the screen! No force tho if you donât wanna I understand keep up! ( I WANNA HUG YOU! CAN I??) Cya!! <3â
[Canon]
15. âI come with a peace offering for Puzzles: A cookie and this star to go with it. đȘ đâ
[Canon]
16. âHello! I am the Creator Anon. I am a creature of⊠well, I shouldnât say âdivineâ, because that is the complete opposite of what I am. I have a request for youâŠâ
[I don't even know what this was about]
17. âHey SMG3, just wanting to tell you that I'm sorry you got dragged into the current mess you're in. Hope you at least find some form of way to ease out? As for you Puzzles, THINK FAST CHUCKLENUTS đŁâ
[So Canon Even the Bomb]
18. â4, what did you guys fight about?â
[Canon]
19. âSoooooo When did Meggy and Tari start dating?â
[Canon]
20. âUr canon self killed mickey mouseâ
[Canon]
21. ââïžQuestion from Smg4: - do you treat this pink thing with something? And she doesn't feel much discomfort?â
[Canon]
22. âMiss kamilyvision: olĂĄ senhor puzzles Ă© bom conhece vocĂȘ (English kamily says: hi mr puzzles it's nice meet you)â
[Not Canon but Sweet]
23. âBack with another question. Totally not a take two with thâ Cut it straight, Puzzles, what do you plan to do with SMG3? >:3 Heya Meggy, you doing good lately? Aight, let's take two with Goomba Puzzles lmao- An apple to keep the doctor away from SMG4 (/j). You want? (he's fine with you saying no)â
[Canon until the last question]
24. âNow Iâm curious, did 3 ever come to visit while you recovered, SMG4?â
[So Canon it hurtsâŠ]
25. âHey Meggy! Whatâs your favorite thing about Tari?â
[Canon]
26. â3, you gotta hold on, the others will notice somethingâs up!â
[Canon and it Hurts]
27. âMr Puzzles, you hurt SMG4. Why would you do that?! You probably watched the whole thing like the pathetic outsider you are.â
[Haha who ever asked this better pray there's a god because it's Canon]
28. â44444, you should really check on Eggdogâ
[Uh oh Canon]
29. âsmg3: can i have an hug?? :3 luigi: do u talk with Mario abt doing all stuff in the house?, just to know. Ur my favorite btw ! :D (blue hair girl i forgort her name): who is ur best friend?, meggy or ur ducky duck??????â
[Not Canon]
30. âImma give this man an eggcat! her name is Eglantine, Eggy for shortâ
[Not sure where to put this but Eglantine will appear in future Asks with Mr. Puzzles]
31. âMr puzzles you are truly inspiring also please sign this marriage certificateâ
[NOT CANON]
32. âHeyyo Mr. Puzzles. Just wanted to ask, what is your creative process? Do you do that thing some people do, including myself, where youâre listening to music or some kind of audio and an animatic just starts forming in your head and you go from there or is it different? Also, hereâs a star for ya. âïžâ
[Canon]
33. âCan I hug the silly TV man đ„șâ
[Canon]
34. â[đ«đą] - If you're watching TV...How do you eat?.. [Mr. Puzzle] [đżđ] - Smg4? Everything okay? Should I be worried about your wound next to your eye? <:( [Smg4] [đ€đŹ] -...good luck to Smg3..â
[Oh God it's like so Canon it's not funny anymore.]
35. âOkay I need to know based on that thing Puzzles said with having a mouth. Does mutherfucker even have organs? :^â
[Headcanon]
36. âMr Puzzles, I have a question. What will you do if your plan of your failed?â
[Scarily Canon]
37. âHello Mr puzzlesâ
[Uh Not Canon.]
38. âFirst time asking so, smg3 your deserve a hug and no one hates or ignores you. I know four is trying to find you as we speak. don't forget that. also, Mr.Puzzle, LET SMG3 GO, HE IS SO DONE WITH YOUR PLASMA TV HEAD ASS.â
[Haha Canon]
39. âHey SMG4 are you okay so who you other friend 3â
[Canon for Important Reasons]
40. âWhat if my Traumatized!SMG3 AU 3 and 4 met your 3 and Mr Puzzles? (my 4 would be prolly mad at Mr Puzzles, and my 3 will looks scared, meanwhile my 4 and 3 give your 3 a hug for the pain he has been through :<) (fours on the left side of Meggy, three's on the right side)â
[Not Canon]
41. âLove your AU and Love everything about it!Questions for Three and Tari Three. When did your shop close down and do you regret the argument? And Tari. Does Clench know about whatâs been going on? And does Meggy get trigger when someone say âOne Shot Wrenâ?â
[Last Question is Canon]
42. âWhy do you hate mickey so much??? What'd bro doâ
[Uh⊠Not Canon because I said so.]
43. âOkay I'm FINALLY going to deliver on those questions now! >:3 Meggy and Tari, what's your favorite thing about one another and how did everyone react to you guys dating? :0 Mario and Luigi, how is everything with you guys? Up to any new adventures or crazy hijinks? (( i'm worried all at once is a bit much so imma split it into another ))â
[Canon for Creating a Timeline]
44. âHey SMG3, what the plan now? taking into account the last time you were put in here it seems pretty straight forward to although not nearly as fun having no company for it =-=' Hee hee SMG4 has a crrruuusssh~ >;pp awww it's okay Micheal, I'm not a human either! I'm an ai in a cute little shell ^w^ I think it's super cool that you aren't human too :) OOOO are we giving Mr. Puzzles gifts now? If so..... sticker attaaack! The little bunny robot has placed 5 star stickers across his suit in an attempt to mimic his 5 stars from awhile ago. There, back where they rightfully belong!~ Oh yeah, as a viewer, is there anyway we can help you Mr. Puzzles? :0â
[Canon as it is what happens right before the end of the flashback in Chapter 4]
-Ask Change in Script Part 2-
(500 700 Follower Special)
((Will do tomorrow as right now I'm bloody exhausted))
#smg4#smg4 fanart#change in script#ask change in script#ask creator of change in script#master post#Canon or not
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AGAIN A STORY (it happened in the past...) about Mario and Bowser's relationship...
Art/OC/story are mine dont copy/repost!
#bowser
#supermariobros
#supermariobrosoc
#mario
In the grand throne room, Bowser stands near his throne, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon as he wrestles with thoughts from his past. Cherry enters, her face glowing with excitement, clutching a golden envelope in her hands. She walks up to him, gently nudging him from his reverie.
Cherry:
Bowser, look at what we've received! An invitation to a royal ball at Peach's castle!
Bowser: (raising an eyebrow, his suspicion obvious)
A ball? At Peach's castle? Why would she invite me to one of her events? And you know very well who will be there...
Cherry: (reassuring, placing a gentle hand on his arm)
I know you donât want to see Mario, especially after what happened with... Betty. But maybe this is an opportunity to show everyone that we can move forward, that weâre not defined by our past.
Bowser: (clenching his fists, his voice filled with a rough edge of pain)
Move forward? You know what he did! How can I forget that, Cherry? Every time I see him, I relive that moment. It's not something you easily forget.
Cherry: (taking his hand, her gaze tender but steady)
I know... Iâm sorry. Iâm not asking you to forget, but maybe itâs time to show that weâre stronger than our grudges. Peach invited us; she might also want to ease the tensions. And we canât live in the past forever... Betty wouldnât want that. Iâm not asking you to forgive, but to show the kingdom that you are no longer the tyrant king. That you are capable of nobility and greatness. Do it for us, do it for Betty... to show that nothing can bring us down, not even Mario.
Bowser: (looking down at their intertwined hands, his voice softening)
Do you really think thatâs possible? That this ball could change anything?
Cherry: (smiling gently, her confidence unwavering)
I believe it can, yes. And even if it doesnât, at least we would have tried. Weâre together, and as long as we are, anything is possible.
Bowser: (sighing heavily, then meeting her gaze)
Alright. For you, Cherry. But I warn you, if he causes any trouble, I wonât hold back. Donât expect me to be friendly with that plumber.
Cherry: (kissing him lightly on the cheek)
Thank you, Bowser. I know everything will be fine.
Later, at the Royal Ball at Peach's Castle
The castle is alive with color and light, flowers draping from every corner. Cherry, glowing in an elegant dress, enters the ballroom arm in arm with Bowser. The guests whisper in surprise, some even gasping as they look upon them. Peach approaches them with a genuine, welcoming smile.
Peach: (extending her hands warmly)
Cherry, Bowser, Iâm so glad you could come. It means a lot to me.
Cherry: (smiling brightly)
Thank you for the invitation, Peach. The castle looks beautiful tonight.
Bowser: (nodding, his voice gruff but sincere)
Yes. Thank you very much, Peach.
Peach: (gesturing with a slight smile)
Iâm delighted that youâre able to enjoy the evening. Cherry, I have something to show you in the greenhouse; youâre going to love it. Bowser, youâre welcome to join us if you wish.
Bowser: (giving a slight shake of his head)
No, Iâll... explore a bit on my own. Go ahead, have fun.
Cherry:
Alright, dear, see you later!
Cherry and Peach disappear into the greenhouse, leaving Bowser behind. He slowly makes his way to a balcony, seeking a moment of peace from the chatter and music.
The night air is crisp, the moon casting a gentle glow over the kingdom. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes, as if letting the silence calm his thoughts.
A hesitant footstep breaks the quiet. Bowserâs eyes open slowly, and he doesnât turn as Mario approaches.
Mario:
Good evening, Bowser...
Bowser: (without turning around, gripping the balcony rail, his voice cold)
Mario. What do you want?
Mario: (keeping a respectful distance, his tone sincere)
I just wanted... to talk. I know itâs not easy for you to be here. I didnât expect you to come.
Bowser: (scoffing, his sarcasm biting)
Yes, being surrounded by people whoâve always seen me as an enemy, itâs a perfect evening for me.
Mario: (with a quiet sigh)
Iâm not here to provoke you, Bowser. I know how you feel... about Betty. I know you blame me, and you have every reason to. What happened... was tragic. But I didnât want it to happen.
Bowser: (turning to face him, his eyes blazing with anger)
Tragic? It was your fault, Mario! You... killed her!
Mario: (bowing his head, his voice calm but heavy with regret)
I know. And I live with that every day. But Iâm here tonight to try and ease this hatred between us. It was an accident. I didnât want her... to die. I know you may not believe me, but itâs weighed on my conscience too. I... Iâm sorry.
Bowser: (staring at him, his expression conflicted)
And you think a simple ball will fix all of this? That Iâll just forget? Do you think simple apologies will erase what you did?
Mario: (shaking his head, his gaze steady and resolute)
No, I donât expect you to forget. I know nothing can ever bring Betty back. But we need to find a way to coexist. For Cherry, for Peach, for our kingdoms. Iâm not asking for your forgiveness, Bowser. Iâm just asking for a truce... so we can all move forward. We donât have to be friends, Bowser, but we can at least try not to be enemies.
Bowser: (after a tense silence, finally releasing a heavy sigh)
I donât know, Mario. Itâs not as simple as you think. But for Cherry, for my family... Iâll try. But donât disappoint me, and donât think this means Iâve forgiven you.
Mario: (offering a slight smile, visibly relieved)
I understand. Thank you, Bowser. I donât expect anything more.
The two stand together under the moonlight, neither quite willing to break the silence. The ball continues inside, but here, on this quiet balcony, a fragile truce is born, with a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, they can coexist.
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my 6th grade yearbook was sitting in my closet and it's been. tormenting me. knowing it's just sitting there, potentially having some answers for me, so i broke down and opened it up. i didn't walk away with any answers as to who exactly hurt me, but looking at the faces of the teacher and principal, both women, who just...didn't care that a little girl was nearly raped in the bathrooms....fucking furious
how do you be so full of hatred that you just don't care about a little girl nearly getting raped??? how do you let yourself believe his fucking obvious lie of "she lured me into the bathroom" like??? this tiny, meek, physically underdeveloped child??? how do you believe the boy who was a KNOWN FUCKING PROBLEM??? how do you believe the boy who had been to juvie MULTIPLE TIMES???? he was 15!!! i was 13!!!! he was supposed to be a freshmen in high school, nearing his sophomore year, i was a tiny child-- fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. fuck you for not seeing how fucking OBVIOUS it was that he stalked ME to the bathroom!! fuck you for ignoring how he would CONSTANTLY try to shove his hands in my pants if he was sitting behind me!!! who knows what fucking else he did to me that i can't remember because of the fucking blackout that is my memory of that time!!!
fuck you for then sending him back to juvie the next fucking school year because he stole from the fucking principal. i'm sOOO glad to know that trying to rape a girl gets you at most put to the back of the classroom but not even out of my classes, but stealing from the principal gets you sent away. fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck you Dr Debbie Steen fuck you Lisa Boshers fuck you nameless boy who I can't fucking remember you're so fucking lucky I can't remember you I'd have you put 6 feet under in no fucking time if i did. fuck everyone in that fucking school. fuck the school board who looked at my mother like she was fucking filth for even daring to ask they do anything. fuck all of them they're all so fuckign lucky both my grandmothers were dead because they would have ripped that whole fucking school apart for letting any of that happen to me
#the SROs picture didn't drag up any memories either#im sure mr barry was the sro the year it happened but his face is just. nothing in my brain#how do you hate a small child so fucking much#im so tired of crying over this#but it just...it hurts#i didn't know he tried to rape me#the first time my mom told me about it was in passing#just that i got shoved into the boys bathroom by some shitty boy#but now i know and it's just like why does this keep happening#nearly raped at 13 then raped at 20#honestly its probably why i avoid trying to actually seek out a relationship#i only ever get hurt#negative#rape mention#anyways he probably wasn't in that yearbook bc he was probably sitting in juvie at that point#and didn't come back until the next year#idk#i dont even know if knowing who it was will give me any peace
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Hm. I don't think we should support this artist.
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#I have too many friends in the Frans community who are queer#hell#even muslim#to be giving this shithead any support#STONE TOSS!?#y'all#stonetoss is a LITERAL NAZI#like...#no.#absolutely not#idc if theyre a good artist#idc if they have a shit ton of followers#this behavior can not be rewarded#without hurting our own community#fuck this guy#also if you fucking follow me and you're a BIGOT!?#im massacreing you with a hammer#I DO NOT PLAY ABOUT THIS SHIT#and OGs will know that#numbers dont mean shit to me when oppressed people's peace of mind and safety are being threatened#frans#sans x frisk#frisk x sans#call out?#i fucking guess đ#mob rants#mob talks
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Oh my god one last thing my ex took me to outside lands and when we tried to watch lana del rey he laid down on the grass and had a âpanic attackâ (this was after months of him talking about how he didnât like her) so we went to see foo fighters after a bit and he was FINE
#LANA i know his sister works for you BUT TRUST MY WORD AND GIVE ME A FREE TICKET PLEASEâŠ#MY FIRST TIME SEEING YOU WAS RUINED GIRL⊠she was so good too like i was saving her songs to spotify that night#im reliving all this because i found out a lot of his exes and ex friends hang out together and two of them invited me so it was me an ex an#d an ex friend just swapping stories and first of all. he said he got cheated on by this girl and she NEVER DID IT (HE would have emotional/#angry outbursts at HER though) (allegedly heâs acknowledged to her that the cheating never happened too) and 2. this is obviously making me#mentally rehash everything again. i feel so bad for his current girlfriend and also for the person i ââstoleââ him from though i really hesi#tate to blame myself after hearing about his patterns. first of all he wouldve done this with anyone who was vulnerable around him and secon#d i was the only reason he was at all honest with them. he was fully planning to gaslight this ex and me and his dad had to convince him not#to. they look like theyre happy now and im very happy for them over that. oh my god that man was evil he told me for WEEKS about every time#his then partner had talked shit about me while i made clear that i didnt care and wasnt very interested but he kept going. god i cant belie#ve this was my life a year ago.#the one thing i can say is that i out freaked him because throughout our short relationship i made him so insecure that a week after i told#to never speak to me again he called me asking if he really was ugly.#I CANNOT BELIEVE I HAD TO TEND TO A GROWN MAN WHILE LANA DEL REY WAS RIGHT THERE BECAUSE HE WAS SO OPPOSED TO BEING AROUND HER. LANAAAA#times like these i get so mad i dont know what to do but ultimately remembering that he has not achieved any of his goals because he refuses#to face himself really helps me. god man IVE achieved some of his goals and i wasnt even trying to#a really awful part of all of this was all of the friends who knew him taking his side. because they didnt know him well enough to know what#he was actually like.#i was talking to my ex friend of four years and she was like not to blame you but he was probably really vulnerable from his time with [ex p#rior to me]ââ because heâs been going around alleging that that ex was abusive. and she was implying i took advantage of him. so i had to go#into detail about what an awful awful person he was and the sort of state i was in when this relationship took place. hannah lee you are#not seeing your little jehovahâs witness heaven.#anyways redirecting this energy im very happy with the way my life is and the way i am now. and im grateful for it i would not have ever bee#n able to imagine having the sort of peace and motivation i feel now. life feels like it can and will change for the better and it keeps pro#ving that right all the time#it just hurts sometimes having that as my first experience and not even being able to vocalize what was wrong bc i just didnt know hurts#oh i forgot one of his besties can see my account bc weâre sort of mutuals. i doubt heâs looking he did the whole unfollowing the ex bc sheâ#s allegedly amoral thing after the breakup but if he is hi isaac#he did on rare occasion show me selfless kindness but ultimately your best friend is a creep. i donât want to be involved with anyone from#our school but I hope you know this and I hope youâre proud
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itâs been. a very rough afternoon
#fun to know that even while in the midst of my worst disassociative episode in the past year I can still cobble together a good meme#anyways um. about to tear down literally everything I ever derives joy from in my room and put into storage and never speak more than needed#to my dad. I am. so so tired. every time I think things are looking up and I can relax in my own home something has to happen#and then I need to slowly rebuild any safety I felt beforehand. I hate knowing my stuff was looked through and I dont know to what extent#anyways yeah. yearly deeply oversharing personal post over. gonna go hide literally half of my mortal possessions in a box somewhere#personal#no rblogging etc etc#edit: having another breakdown bear w me#Iâve scraped myself down to nothing for peace in my family I grovel and shut up and bear it fucking all and even then#they have the fucking audacity to ask me more? to put away the few reminders I have of people who love me things I enjoy#and the friendships Ive held onto like a dying man does to water?#they say they care about my mental health and how the devil affects everyone insidiously. I think they should take a long deep look#in the fucking mirror. open their eyes to how fucking close I was to just. giving up while I was suffocating under the veil of religion#and no before anyone asks Iâm not gonna do anything stupid. Iâm not one to live for spite but I trudge on hoping to get somewhere better.#just gonna have a short cry before bottling it up and dealing w it ten yrs down the road. not gonna go thru another âcheck inâ to lose more#oops forgot my little tag ->#ubb chirps
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i want to have a meltdown about being overwhelmed and im tired of seeing socially awkward people blame their every action on "autism" when none of them have ever interacted with an actually autistic person who has physical outbursts and limited vocabulary and watering down what the meaning of autism is and im tired of people talking about gay sex because nobody except them is talking about gay sex when we could be talking about anything else and i can't handle physical touch anymore and my stomach has been hurting for 2 days and im TIRED
#i hate my job my credit card is maxed ive been trying to move for 2 months#i cant drink anymore and nobody is selling my vape juice and the only way i feel peace is if im stoned off my nuts#i dont know how to communicate my emotions without freaking out and my blankets are constantly tangled#my neck is killing me but like only in a specific spot that's making me feel like i have a throbbing headache#i feel too perceived and not enough no matter how much i say âplease don't look over my shoulder when im using tech#because it makes me incredibly self conscious and like i have to defend my every action#but my mother yells at me every time i even start to say âin my defenseâ and i feel like a fucking child again#i havent cooked a proper meal in over a year and i lost 5 months of the year last year because i was trapped in the basement#by an abusive dickhead who wouldn't move out of my house#and now his truck is taking up my entire driveway and ive spent over $500 on getting my car fixed so i can register it because#im a year fucking late doing it and all canadian tire is doing is fucking me around#i cant afford a vacation and my body fucking hurts and my job wont give me any more hours and it took me#8 months to find one fucking job because nobody is hiring and my FUCKING SQUISHMALLOW ADDICTION IS TAKING OVER MY BED AND I CANT FUCKING#STOP#fuck all i want is to stop
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lover of mine
drew starkey x actress!reader au
â in which drew and y/n, secretly exes, must fake date in order to keep the peace at a mutual friendâs wedding, but the forced proximity makes them question whether they ever truly moved on.
warnings: sweet baby boy drew whos willing to help u, nothing else rly
next
authors note: i wanted to give it a sort of âthe proposalâ / âanyone but youâ type of feel !! this is obviously going to be a series so let me know if u want to be added to the tag list from now on so u dont miss an update ! <3
your body freezes in place when youâre asked about the wedding. crap, you forgot. but it isnât like you received any invite.
âtheo sent you an invite through the mail. you got it right?â your friend, leila, asks you. leila and her fiancĂ© theo have been your friends for years now, ever since you met leila during a movie priemere and shared respect on each other's careers. sheâs been your closest friend, so theo naturally had to come along too.
âwhat? yeah,â you lie right through your teeth, and guilt punches you in the face when you stare right into her bright eyes. you raise the cup of coffee. âwas literally jumping for joy when i got it.â
leila sighs in relief. âthank god we got the right address,â she says and you question what she means by that before she continues, âwe didnât know whether to send it to your apartment or drewâs.â
your breath is caught and you pause before your drink reaches your lips.
âdrew,â you repeat, and she nods.
âyeah, but we figured youâll both see it either way so, sent it to his place âcause theo said it was closer,â leila says, and you raise your eyebrows in amusement. âbut anyway! before the wedding, i wanted to stay with our inner circle so if itâs possible for a little two-week vacation? the venue is close to my mom and her boyfriendâs house so weâd just be staying there. i wouldâve picked after the wedding if theo didnât already have the honeymoon planned. heâs too excited.â
âwait, two weeks?â you inquire, âwhoâs coming?â
she shrugs, âyou and drew, libby, gia . . .â she trails off as she thinks about it, and you swallow as you set your cup down. âi forgot who else. i know itâs one of theoâs coworkers but i forgot who. let me text him actually.â
your face lights up at the opportunity to get away, and you nod. âi need to call drew actually,â you say, and she smiles and nods as you stand from your seat and make your way to her living room. âneed to remind him to take the . . . fish . . . out.â
âfish?â
âweâre having fish tonight, yeah.â
you turn away to scroll through your contacts until you find his, then click on it. you settle down on the couch as you wait anxiously for him to pick up, and just hope that he does.
just before the call goes to voicemail, the line clears. âyeah?â
âyou are such aâ!â you hiss quietly, careful not to let leila hear you. âwhy didnât you tell me leila and theo sent you a wedding invite for us?â
âi literally just checked my mail, alright? i wouldâve said something about it as soon as i saw it,â he tells you. âi just flew in two days ago, y/n. iâm at the . . . iâm not at my apartment right now but my mailâs all on my counter. iâll look for it once iâm home and then send you pictures of it, okay?â
you know that your situation with drew is slightly complicated. you were together for five years before ending things just a year ago.
because of your careers, you arenât surprised that people assume youâre still dating. even close friends like leila and theo. everything was kept private. a year into the relationship was when fans even found out about you two.
you both have been looking for a time to address the breakup, to friends first for sure, but with your conflicting schedules, the timeâs just never come up, and sending a âby the way, we broke upâ text to an imessage groupchat wasnât totally ideal.
even with the wedding coming up, having to be around everyone while you celebrate your closest friends, how are you either of you supposed to bring it up now?
âokay,â you tell him. âjust text me when youâre free. any time before 10, please.â
âokay,â drewâs voice is soft and understanding. the line goes dead and you pull your phone away from your ear, seeing that heâs hung up.
your expected text comes around 8pm. drewâs sent you four different attachments. all are photos of the elaborate and detailed wedding invitation. the designs mustâve been leilaâs idea.
youâre surprised to see an incoming call on your laptop right after. you hover over the accept button, then click on it.
his face fills a rectangle of your screen. heâs on his phoneââdo you see it?â
âyeah wait,â you mumble, clicking out of the facetime to open your messages with him, then click the first photo. âleila and theo; rsvp by september twenty-seventh.â
âthe letterâs addressed to my place but they put our names on the envelope,â drew tells you, and it looks like heâs ruffling through something before he flips his camera to display his counter. on it is the envelope in question, which is addressed to his apartment, but for y/n and drew, it says.
you hum. âare you going?â you ask him.
âof course iâm going. what do you mean?â
you shake your head, ânothing.â
drew only knows of leila or theo because of you, because leila works with you. maybe heâs made friends with theo but itâs not something youâve personally seen, so youâre just assuming that maybe since youâve broken up, thereâs no reason for him to go? especially when heâs filming soon?
you stare down at your keyboard as you speak again, âleila wants us to come on a two-week pre-stay with her and theo. and others.â
thereâs a brief pause from drew, like he doesnât understand.
you sense it immediately and continue. âlike, before the wedding, she told me today about how her mom has his house she wants us to stay in, just a few of us for two weeks, then they have her weddingâ i donât know, i need to ask her more about it. i think she just wants to fly everyone out and spend more time with us before sheâs on honeymoon and living the wife life.â
âcould be fun,â drew says. âi mean, i canât even remember the last time i was out with theo or leila. it might be good for us.â
you furrow your eyebrows at him through the screen, and you try to read him to see if heâs joking. âthere is no more âusâ, remember? and by the way, neither leila or theo or anybody else knows that.â
drew hesitates as if heâs trying to justify your situation.
you rub your eye before resting the side of your head against your fist, âthey addressed the invitation to both of us, drew. i feel like we should at least tell them the truth so that when we get there, they know.â
drew hesitates, his eyes moving around as if searching for the right words. âyeah, i know. itâs just . . . complicated.â
âcomplicated doesnât even begin to cover it,â you say, feeling frustration build up. âit just feels dishonest. they think weâre still together, and if they find out at the wedding, itâll look like weâre hiding things.â
âwe are hiding things,â he reminds you. âweâve been avoiding the topic. do you really want to drop this bomb on them right before their wedding?â
you go silent as you think about it, because if telling them isnât a good option then . . .
âwhat if we just kept up the appearance that weâre still together?â drew suggests. it draws your attention as you look up at your laptop. âfor the wedding and the pre.â
you blink, taken aback. âwhat do you mean?â
âi mean,â drew continues, âwhat if we act like weâre still together while weâre there? it might make things easier for everyone. seeing us apart will just create tension. people will feel like theyâll need to walk on eggshells around us.â
you give him a skeptical look. âacting like a couple isnât the same as actually being one. iâm not sure i can just pull it off without it feeling fake.â
âweâre not faking,â drew says gently. âweâre just playing a part for a bit. weâre professionals. itâs literally our job. we can do this for a few days.â
you pause, considering his words. âbut what if it just makes things worse? what if pretending just complicates everything?â
drewâs expression softens, and he speaks more earnestly. âlook, weâve been in tough spots before. thereâs been so many times on set with you and i before that weâve had to navigate headfirst. this is no different. think of it as a role we have to play for a short time. it doesnât change whatâs real.â
you sit back, processing his suggestion. âso we fake it for now and deal with the truth later?â
he hums. âitâs not ideal, but it could save a lot of awkwardness and stress. we can be civil and supportive for their sake, and then handle everything after.â
you let out a long sigh, feeling the weight of the decision. âit just feels like a lot of work to keep up a pretense. but i guess if weâre going to do this, we need to at least figure out how to make it believable.â
âweâll figure it out,â drew says, his voice a little more hopeful. âitâs not about being perfect. itâs just about getting through the weeks without making things worse.â
you nod slowly, still feeling uneasy but recognizing the practicality of his idea. âokay. pretend for leila and theo, and then deal with the fallout afterwards.â
thereâs a faint smile on his face as he nods at you. âjust two weeks, remember? we can do that,â he says. âiâm gonna head to bed. iâll talk to you tomorrow about it, alright?â
âokay,â you murmur, and drew hangs up on you.
the facetime window closes and displays your last app thatâs been open, your messages. youâre face-to-face with the photos of the invitations once more, and a part of you is overwhelmed with emotionsâfear, excitement, guilt.
two weeks. thatâs all it is. just two weeks with your ex-boyfriend. you can survive that . . .
right?
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How about the Hazbin hotel gang with seraphim child reader who just somehow appeared after ep 8
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đ©đŒđ©đąđź ïčangel dust - swearing, just him being him. Alastor - ill intent, possible swearing. Mentions of killing, mentions of blood. Nifty - she tries to kill you, dw you dont die. this too me so long im gonna cry
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€á±ș okay, firstly just know that the crew goes fucking crazy- I mean they just fought an entire army of exorcist angels and killed Adam, the first man Adam!! So they all think that you're sort of there to try and punish them all for it, so they all get ready to attack (even though you're LITERALLY a child, children are wild though)
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€á±ș that's until Charlie, bless her heart, recognizes you (and depending on if you tried to defend her in court just like Emily) and rushes up to you, holding her arms out happily- thats until Angel Dust surprisingly tries to stop her
"It's you!" Charlie gasped, her eyes widening in a pleasant surprise, you were the third and youngest seraphim and much like your older sister Emily felt the need to defend Charlie and her idea of redemption- the thought of allowing those who suffered to see the error of their ways and correct them and then given their reward of eternal peace sounded brilliant, much like Emily you were horrified to learn of the exterminations. You were the first one to openly agree to what Charlie had said despite Adam's comments and facial expressions, you also helped Emily in trying to make the court see what was wrong with this method, unfortunately your plans did not work, though Charlie remembered your efforts and clearly she enjoys your presence. At the glee in her tone, you smiled and stepped forward, wanting to give a hug to the princess of hell though paused in confusion when someone looking oddly like a spider stopped her.
"Woah there toots!" the spider called out to his friend, grabbing her arm to halt her movement- Angel dust was staring both you and Charlie down- a look of uncertainty and distrust painted all over his face "Why ya going to rando angels? what if they were sent down here to finish the job for Adam?", Angel did have a point- you appeared put of no where and was just standing outside the hotel? pretty suspicious.. though Charlie is quick to cool things down "Oh no no no! They're alright, they're a friend! They mean no harm at all- in fact [name] was one of the angels who supported my idea!" she turned to you joyfully, smiling from ear to ear "We can trust them!" ... "okay but how did they end up here? in uh hell?" Husk piped up, his voice full of boredom- or annoyance (you can never really tell with husk, what an odd man) "Oh I fell! ... or rather- I threw myself out of heaven" you happily answered the question, giving everyone a quick second to process what the actual fuck you just said.
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€á±ș thats how you joined the hotel! Pretty nice innit??
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€á±ș Charlie adores you! you're such a sweet little thing, you're a sweetie and are just so kind to everyone!! (at least that's what she likes to think)
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€á±ș she thinks of you as a little small sibling!, after all you're the youngest of the team and act just like her, plus she always wanted a little sibling so you're perfect!
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€á±ș any ideas she thinks of or any redemption exorcises she runs them by you- to see if they can be more or less effective to get her friends into heaven
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€á±ș Since Charlie could only stay in heaven for so long, she loves to ask you about heaven and how it was like- always being so invested in your stories, she honestly cannot get enough of them!
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€á±ș also, Charlie is... painfully aware that she can never get into heaven, ever. Afterall, she's not only a hell-born but also literally the heir to the throne of hell so yeah there is no chance for her redemption, something she cannot handle- she cries knowing this but now that she has you- someone who ran from heaven, actively choosing to leave and come here gives her comfort. Now she'll never be alone, she has you and you have her!
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€á±ș At first, Lucifer was startled and untrusting of you- you're a seraphim, someone that was just like him and could possibly actually take him down despite you being an actual child.
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€á±ș over time, the king of hell did grow warmer to you, after all he sees a bit of himself in you. Both ex-angels, both hate heaven.... it's like you're his second little one!
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€á±ș Sometimes, when lucifer isnt busy with his actual child, he hangout with you- entertaining you with his magic while you return the favor with little stories and things, sometimes you even create little gifts like flowers for him.
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€á±ș Lucifer vows to keep you safe, even though you can easily take down hundreds of sinners and even overlords, it's paternal instincts what can i say?
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€á±ș this man totally makes you ducks- he has enough experience in making ducks so you know own a few dozen in your hotel room- how lovely!!
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€á±ș oh this man, this radio demon. He's out for your soul, absolutely hell-driven to get it, and it's all for power (who could have guessed)
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€á±ș He doesnt like kids, in fact he can confirm that he absolutely HATES children though he will act all kind and lovely to you- remember though it's all an act! don't fall for it, he just wants your soul (if he gets your soul, your angelic soul? fuck- he'll be even more powerful than before, having an angel's soul would make him practically invincible!)
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€á±ș This guy, funny fella really. HE CANNOT BUGGER OFF. Whenever you need help with anything he's the first to appear and offer a helping hand- and then in return as a favor back asks for a deal- is he serious? (yes. he always is)
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€á±ș Alastor though also, much like everyone else becomes a a bit soft for you- occasionally creating those little weird shadow creatures to play with you, since everyone around you are adults and are busy it's a way of keeping you entertained when they're busy
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€á±ș He, also, understands that you are more powerful than him- and knows that if he gets on your nerves enough he'll probably become dust.
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€á±ș at first, Nifty only had one goal: to kill you (hey don't blame her! Charlie told her to stab and she's still under that impression)
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€á±ș good for you though!! coz you fly up right as she even tries to stab her dagger through your chest- Charlie and Vaggie immediately grabbing nifty to stop her from moving and killing you.
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€á±ș after the whole misunderstanding, Nifty actually enjoys begin with you! you're clean, and help kill bugs (well really it's you pointing the bugs out to Nifty and her killing them)
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€á±ș You're, unsurprisingly, taller than Nif so she likes to climb up on you and sit on your shoulders or stand on your back while holding onto your shoulders. She finds you the most comfortable to climb- plus she can hide in your wings and be used as a secret weapon.
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€á±ș she adores playing with roaches with you- while you are grossed out by it slightly, you still play to entertain Nifty (then after you sanitize your whole body about ten times)
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€á±ș angel tends to avoid you, not out of hate or spite or anything- it's just.... well he is aware of how he is and well he doesnt want to ruin you in the sense of his dirty talk and swearing.
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€á±ș though occasionally he finds himself stuck looking after you, which is.... fun.... no i mean really its fun as fuck!!! Angel makes all sorts of jokes, offers you alcohol (you did almost take it if it werent for husk and practically everyone else to all collectively pry the bottle of vodka out of your hands)
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€á±ș angel dust also teaches you some very creative swear words! so now, whenever you feel like talking you run around screaming weird insults at people, Alastor has heard you shout "EAT ASS AND DIE HORSE FACE FUCK BITCH!!" a few times to random sinners
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€á±ș The... star, is actually proud of teaching you those words- hey if you wanna stay in hell you gotta act like it!
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€á±ș hides you away from Val- though somehow you still find out about him, and when you learnt how he treated your spider-friend.. uhm, the studio was in smithereens and val was close to death- now permanently loosing his right arm (just his right arm for now)
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€á±ș to you, Husk is like the weird- drunk uncle who just got out of prison. Though, he's the cool drunk uncle.
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€á±ș Husk doesnt really speak to you, which is brilliant coz you dont really speak- so the two of you communicate through looks and gestures, leaving everyone in the hotel watching you two 'talk' very confused.
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€á±ș never gives you alcohol, no matter how much you ask with 'cherries on top' and if he does catch you with any intoxicating drinks he snatches them off of you- scolds you a bit then drinks the beverage himself.... hypocrite
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€á±ș Husk helps you avoid Alastor, he doesnt want to see you being under his clutches, you dont deserve that you're just a kid.
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€á±ș He also teaches you how to do magic tricks just incase you ever want to become a magician... and sometimes he teaches you how to play card games- or how to gamble
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€á±ș In all honestly, Vaggie is very much threatened by you- because like, do i even need to say it?? YOU'RE A SERAPHIM !!!!!
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€á±ș Buttt as long as Charlie is okay with you and you don't pull any stunts to try and sabotage the team you're alright! Just dont try anything.... please
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€á±ș she accidently treats you like a soldier sometimes- a habit from her exorcist days, speaking of you could immediately tell she was one of those angels and while you did not like her at first you grew to like her- viewing her as a second older sister
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€á±ș you and Vaggie sometimes sit and remember old times in heaven- and you'd ask about the exterminations, though quickly stopped after noting her discomfort.
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€á±ș Vaggies also likes to try and swap weapons with you- to see if she and you can handle other weapons (unsurprisingly you both adapt quite quickly)
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â number: unknown áŠ
pairing: jungkook x reader
genre: strangers to lovers
warnings: dead dove, yandere, manipulation, corruption, mentions of stalking, mentions of therapy, dirty talk, humiliation, obsession, mentions of masturbation & dub con sex, allusions to cnc, allusions to depression and anxiety, hints of fear kink, use of triggering words in an erotic and degrading manner* (listed under the cut).
*use of the word ârapeâ.
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In the last few months, you've grown used to the sound of your phone ringing late at night. It still sent your heart into a frenzy, nerves sparking up like wires â but you peeked at the screen nonetheless, taking less and less time to hesitate to answer.
Number: Unknown.
Palms sweaty, you clicked accept on the call.
A chuckle greeted you.
"Lonely?"
You tried to ignore the chill his voice sent rippling down your spine, raising goosebumps along the way.
"What do you want?"
"Don't be like that," Jungkook cooed. "I missed you. Wanted to check in. What's up? How was therapy last week?"
The question came with a tint of mockery, instantly dusting your cheeks. It wasn't surprising by now that he knew; he knew everything about you, it seemed, from soul to entrails. But you couldn't wrap your head around how, or why he even paid such close attention in the first place. All you were capable of comprehending clearly was the anger blazing in your chest.
"Screw you."
"Aw, come on," he crooned on the line. "I'm just checking up on my favorite girl. Any progress? Did you tell your therapist you let your stalker fuck you right after filing a report? Did you tell him you pick up my calls?"
You felt his words swirl and burn in your stomach, as if you downed a glass of liquor. Shame crawled all over your skin, hot and uncomfortable. Why couldn't you find it in yourself to hang up? For a moment, you considered doing just that, but then quickly brushed off the idea.
Better to entertain him like this than to have him show up at your door.
Right...?
He could hear you breathe in, the lack of an answer curving his lips upwards.
"Well, that's okay. I really don't like you seeing him, though. I'm kind of offended you went to someone else for help."
"You're the reason I need help!" You hissed, unable to stop yourself. "You're seriously sick in the head."
"What a mouthy little thing you are," Jungkook murmured. "Pretty brave for someone who claimed she's afraid of me." His voice lowered to a whisper. "Pretty hypocritical too... I might be crazy, but you're the one still talking to me. Didn't you come all over my cock like a good little girl too? I think you might be a bit sick yourself, sweetheart."
Oh god.
No.
You pretended you didn't feel yourself clench around thin air, pretended your underwear wasn't getting drenched.
"But I don't mind," he continued, raspy, "I can be your therapist, baby. I'll help you feel better."
Your eyes fluttered closed, head growing foggy.
"Why keep running? Why keep running if you always let me catch up?"
"I don't," you whispered, "I'm trying toâ"
"No," Jungkook tsked, "you're not. Are you too scared to face yourself in the mirror? Do you see my eyes when you try?"
You shivered for some reason.
"No."
"That's a lie... You like it when I chase you, and no therapy is ever going to help you. You know why?" He coaxed, soft. "Do you know where your sickness lies, angel...? It's not in your head. It's in your heart. You dont trust love, you don't feel it, unless it's got you losing breath, nice and tight, like a noose. Why don't you let me give it to you?"
Despite the pounding of your heart, you tried to keep his words out of your mind, tried to focus before you disappeared so deep into the fog, you'd become a part of it. But you were so tired... and floating in the dark, weightless, felt a little more like peace.
Still, swallowing thickly, you tried.
"Do you get off on taunting all your victims like some kind of psycho?"
"Oh baby," he sighed. "How many times do I gotta tell you? You're the only girl I want. No need to get jealous."
"Go fuck yourselfâ"
Another chuckle, then a groan.
"I should. I really want to... Miss you so much..."
Your stomach flipped.
"Miss your mouth. Didn't have time to fuck it back then... Would you let me now?"
"No," you breathed out, shaky.
Why were you still talking to him? Why were your thighs squeezed shut so hard?
"Mmm, that's what you said last time, and yet look who ended up begging me to fill that little cunt."
Your hand tightened around your phone, the pulsing in between your legs refusing to cease and getting harder to ignore.
"I know you could take it all," he breathed. "All down your pretty throat, no complaints. Would be too busy sucking, right, baby?"
"Why even bother asking?" you whispered, your voice small, like you knew the answer already.
Because you did.
"Makes me hard," Jungkook admitted, shameless. "It's cute to see you struggle. Acting like a frightened little doe, like you weren't waiting for a wolf to eat you up."
The confession was so dirty, nothing short of predatory; but it made your cunt throb and heat stick to your underwear, and you couldn't decide if you were more disturbed by him or by your own reactions.
"Fuck..." he swore hoarsely. "All that screaming and fighting only to end up begging for it. Do you like it forced? No need to think, no need to make choices. Just taking my cock like a good little rape toy, yeah?"
You weren't able to contain the hitch of your breath, thighs quivering and spine tingling all over.
Jungkook moaned softly in response, the sound shooting straight through your pussy.
"Wanna come?"
This wasn't happening.
You were losing grasp of reality, consumed by the need to find a lifeline. You felt like you caught a fever, your reply coming out more mellow than intended.
"No. Please stop."
"You're a bad liar, little doe. Without me your body and soul feel empty. You need me as much as I need you."
Your eyes fell shut. You shook your head, repeating your denial like a prayer.
"No..."
Your brain was running on automatic, trying to hold on to some semblance of rationality.
"Does it make you feel better to say that?" Jungkook muttered. "Wouldn't it be easier to give in? I know how much you wanna sneak your hand into your panties. Go on, baby. Rub all your thoughts away. It will feel so good."
You felt your thighs tremble again, the wetness between them unbearable. It was getting harder to breathe through the rising heat, your mouth falling open, trying to catch more oxygen into your lungs.
"Go on, pretty. I'll come with you... Just say the word."
Yes.
No, that wasn't right.
Please...
"No," you forced out again, something that sounded too much like a whimper. "I'm going. Stop calling me."
Jungkook just sighed.
"Shame. Can you at least move closer to the window? Do a little twirl for me. I missed you so much..."
Your head snapped in the direction of the window, heart jumping in alarm. Jungkook seemed to know; he sounded so amused, like it was all a game. And he was winning.
"Just kidding. I have some things to do, but I will see you soon, baby."
"Jungkookâ" you panicked, shaking your head, "please don'tâ"
"Goodnight. I love you."
Beep.
He hung up.
You hugged your knees and lowered your head onto them, welcoming the darkness that greeted you, eclipsing the faint glow of your nightlight.
Was this your fault? You were in pieces for so long; surely that must have been to blame for the sickening pull you felt to answer the phone every time he called.
Maybe that was how Jungkook had managed to get to you. Slithered in through the cracks, took advantage of all the empty spaces. Poured himself in like poison, down to the last drop. Maybe that was also why he needed you so much; there was nothing left of him but you.
You let yourself slump onto the bed, probably the last time you'd be able to sleep through the night somewhat calmly. Because when Jungkook said soon... he always meant soon.
And the clock refused to stop ticking.
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Back on my Wyll script doctor because I was talking about it with a friend. Specifically imagining a version of Wyll's big Character Choice that felt like it had some actual teeth.
Imagine a world where instead of a cartoon evil hot lady Mizora and Wyll's relationship actually had some complexity to it and like. some genuine push and pull which gives him temptation to stay. I just keep thinking about this 17 year old who his whole life wanted more than anything to be a hero, who got his chance to do something heroic and selfless and save the city from certain doom, and his reward is getting kicked out because he did it the "wrong way".
Imagine if instead of forcing his silence, Mizora instead comforted him. How unbelievably cruel of your father! Well...since you've nowhere else to go, why not stick with me? We make a pretty good team, as it turns out, and I can get you a whole list of monsters who need killing. Plenty of devils and demons loose in your world targetting all sorts of innocents. Our interests can keep aligning, and you get a place to sleep when you need it.
Wyll makes his peace with it, because he has nothing and no one. And Mizora's not GOOD maybe, not by Ulder Ravengard's definition. But she's fun. She delights in his growth. And she does certainly keep direct him at greater evils, devils who really do need killing. And if she spies on his every waking moment, well, she worries. If she sends him after the occasional innocent, well, she had people who she has to answer to as well. She's a devil, how much can he fault her for her nature? She's always seemed like she knew where the line was...
Karlach (and the player) express their doubts, of course, but for act one at least he's defensive. Yes, she punished him and he hates it and its miserable but....he was in breach of contract! She's NEVER gone outside its bounds, she's always stuck very closely to their agreement. Wyll, who wants so badly to trust others and believe everyone has the chance for good, can't find it in him to believe the worst even of a devil.
And Mizora is FOND of Wyll, loves him even in her way. As a cherished pet, as a trusted tool, as a best-laid plan. Never enough to choose his own well-being over her own agenda, never enough to see him as his own person. He's her little project, the long shot noble brat she gambled on when Tiamat decided to get too big for her britches. And it paid off! Wyll always pays off, currying her all the favor from Zariel she so desperately craves. And who are you, or anyone, to come between them? She's treated him well. As she's quick to remind him, she wanted him when no one else did, aided him while the rest of his city slept snug in their beds. And if Ulder Ravengard didn't want a son with a whiff of infernal, then do you REALLY think he'd want you with lovely horns and Avernus in your blood?
You discover his father's been taken. Beyond igniting a lot of old feelings, it brings up a question of succession. Of course, Florrick isnt giving up on him, but if not...there aren't currently any likely candidates to take over the Flaming Fists. Not trustworthy ones. Florrick will take the position, but everyone knows in the back of his mind Ulder never really stopped planning for it to be Wyll. With the city in chaos and a cult army on the rise, they may need an answer sooner rather than later. Wyll feels the call of the Gate, but knows just as well that Mizora wouldn't want him to return in such an official capacity.
For the first time ever the leash starts to chafe in a way he can't keep pushing through.
Act 2 rolls around. Mizora sends up the Warlock signal. After potentially some encouragement from the player, Wyll (NOT THE PLAYER. I DONT KNOW WHY ITS THE PLAYER IN THE GAME ITS WEIRD) hesitantly proposes that maybe, if he does this....they can do a renegotiation of his contract. Not break it, he assures her quickly! Just....reopen the terms, take a looks at the agreement. Maybe discuss an exit ramp? After all....I mean, neither of us truly thought I'd be doing this forever, did we?
Based on Mizora's reaction. Yeah she did.
But fine. She agrees. And Wyll's not mad that it turns out you're rescuing her, not a nameless "operative" for Zariel. He would've done that on his own had she asked. Its the fact that she apparently didn't feel like being honest, that she let him fret and worry about potentially handing Zariel back some runaway for basically no reason. Its the fact that she came here to check in on the cult that abducted his FATHER just to see if Zariel could make any use of them. And its the fact that she seems surprised and annoyed that ANY of this bothers him.
All this builds, of course, to the final confrontation. The basic elements are the same. Mizora outside the coronation (this time needling at Wyll, "I'll be at camp if you're not too high and mighty to consort with the likes of me anymore"), Ulder tadpoled and fighting it. Mizora makes her offer. I can end the contract now, and you're free to go running after daddy (who won't want you btw! not like I do!). You'll lose all your powers, all my aid, all those juicy quests to chase down the greatest monsters in the hells. Take on your father's job and settle in for a life of misery and compromise and only doing as much good as the nobles will let you. Or: pledge yourself to me, eternally. I'll give you a boatload of new powers and eternal life to boot, so long as you serve as my sword and shield.
From there I think three endings branch out, and with it three classes for Wyll. If he stays with Mizora, accepts a relationship where he will never be an equal or a free agent in exchange for the affirmation he wants so badly from his father, he remains a Warlock, with some juiced stats and extra spell slots, along with shiny new gear. If he pledges to follow in his father's footsteps, he instead becomes an Oath of Devotion paladin, pledging himself in service to Tyr, if with a sense of doomed finality. The Blade of Frontiers is officially retired, and along with it any identity he has outside of being his father's son. Or the third path, break the contract without taking his father's role. He will look for his father, yes, but whether or not you find him he's going back to his roots, travelling around to do some good in the world (as the Blade of Frontiers) or kicking ass in the Hells with Karlach (as the Blade of Avernus). In this timeline he becomes a fighter, with a default preference for Eldritch Knight.
What's important: if he breaks his contract then Mizora is NOT hanging around camp. She will leave in a fury, accidentally bound by her own word to withdraw her influence completely if he breaks his contract. She may still approach the player some night to sleep with the player, framed for high approval/romanced players and her trying to take something back from Wyll. But Wyll will have to learn how to define himself without her breathing down his neck, without keeping her happy dominating his every thought. Its nervewracking, and even lonesome at times...but its freedom. And, perhaps, that's worth a little bit of lonesomeness.
#long post#again i want to be clear because i think wyll fans are a little understandably defensive of him#this is not about wanting wyll to be a bad person#its about wanting him to have an arc that parallels the rest of the companions#and be more firmly centered on HIS feelings and choices#ive done my best to preserve wylls canon temperament here#just give the circumstances more teeeth#bg3#baldurs gate 3#wyll ravengard#mizora#ulder ravengard
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what's he got that i don't? đđ âč â§âË
pairing percy jackson x fem!reader summary based off this request!! an i actually love this request sm đ in jealous percy we trust
PERCY sighed dramatically as he plopped himself down on his bed, scooting up to put his head in your lap. he'd just gotten back from a meeting with chiron about helping out with teaching new campers how to handle swords and was quite frankly, exhausted. he'd spent his whole day running around, going from lesson to lesson, already helping out with all sorts of things. he hadn't seen you since breakfast and desperately needed to feel you close after his hectic day. walking into his cabin to see you sitting in his bed reading made him feel like maybe the gods didn't hate him and they knew how to answer his prayers after all.
"long day?" you asked, moving one of your hands down to his hair and ran your fingers through it while the other continued to hold up your book.
"mhm" he hummed in response.
"what'd you do?" you followed up.
"teach, teach some more, help out, then go teach again" he said, "i didn't even ask to be a teacher."
"you didn't ask for a lot of things, just another thing to add to the list babe. im sure the kids who need help greatly appreciate you and your teaching"
"i guess"
you sat in silence for a minute, continuing to play with percy's hair and read. he would've been fine staying like that and maybe even wouldve ended up falling asleep in your lap, but he had hardly spent any time with you today. he wanted to talk to you more and kiss your lips and hug you, but your nose was stuck in that stupid book he didn't even understand.
"whatcha reading?" he asked and lifted his head up, moving it to rest his chin on your stomach.
"the hunger games" you replied.
he mumbled a quick 'okay' and kept his head on your stomach, looking up at you and watching as you read.
as much as percy loved quiet moments like this, it was the opposite of what he wanted. he knew you enjoyed reading, and now was one of the few opportunities you got to read in peace, but he hadn't seen you in hours and (even though he wouldnt admit it) was in desperate need for your attention. when he saw you smile at something in your book, he decided to try for a conversation again.
"whatcha smilin' at?"
you looked away from your book, "nothin. just this guy."
he got up and furrowed his brow, "what guy?"
"he's not real, percy."
"don't matter, what guy is making my girl smile like that?"
you rolled your eyes, "a guy made of ink and imaginations. that's who."
"lemme see" he said, holding out his hand for you to hand him the book.
you handed him the book and watched as he squinted his eyes, trying to read it.
"i can't read."
"i know."
"what's it say?"
he handed you the book back, ""i donât think itâs going to work out. winning . . . wonât help in my case," says peeta. "why ever not?" says caesar, mystified. peeta blushes beet red and stammers out. "because . . .because . . . she came here with me.""
percy pauses for a second. "you were smiling at that? what does it even mean?"
"see! you dont get it, it's nothing." you said, trying to brush it off.
"mmm i think its something" he said. he already had your attention away from reading your book, now it was just a matter of keeping it up.
"you wanna know? fine." you huffed, "im smiling because i remember when i read this for the first time and i was freaking out because katniss and peeta hardly even talk in this part of the book, and he just reveals that he's got a crush on her, but you don't know that he's actually faking it - but at the same time he's not - because it's set in katniss' perspective, so you're left all 'what was that?! what does he mean!!!' and it becomes something that peeta does again later cause he's smart and knows what cards to play in order for people to like him!!"
he looked at you in surprise, "oh- wow, sorry." he apologized, taking your hands in his, "so is peeta your favorite character?"
you knew you could just give him a simple yes and be over with the whole thing, but if he wanted the truth, then the truth is what he would get.
"yea, he really is. he's just the perfect guy" you said smugly, opening your book back up and pretending to start reading again.
"pfff- yea right! what happened to imaginations and ink?" he said. you could hear the slightest bit of jealousy in his voice and decided to keep going.
"doesnt take away the fact that he's perfect" you said as a mattter-of-factly.
"oh yea? well i think he's a fake nobody."
"fake nobody or not, he's still really smart, strong, an artist, a great baker, handsome in the movies-"
"josh hutcherson is not handsome."
"im gonna act like you didn't just say that." you said, realizing this was going the way you wanted it to, "but gods, did i mention how good of a boyfriend he is? i mean the way he cared for katniss?? hes literally everything a girl could ask fo-"
"hey you know im your boyfriend, not him, right?" percy asked, his tone sounding unsure and annoyed.
you stopped there and put your book down. you didn't think he'd actually be bothered by you talking about a fictional guy. he was never really the jealous type, had he actually taken it seriously?
"perce... are you.. jealous?" you asked in disbelief.
he gave you an offended look that you could tell was fake, "what?! no! course not! why would i be jealous of some fake baker dude??"
you couldnt help but laugh as he continued to try and defend himself from your 'wild' and 'indecorous' 'accusations'.
"i wasnt accusing you of anything! just asking!!" you said through your fit of giggles.
"yea you were! i feel very attacked right now, i though this was supposed to be a safe space!!" you only laughed more.
once you managed to get yourself to stop laughing, you moved closer to percy and pressed a kiss on his cheek. "i was just joking, you know that right?"
he mumbled a quick 'yea' while moving over to your side so he could put his arm around you and pull you into his chest. he left a kiss ontop of your head as you got comfortable in his embrace, putting your book on his nightstand.
percy had gotten his chance to talk to you, and now was able to hold you close, just like he wanted. yes it took listening to you ramble about some other (fake) guy, but who cares!! before finally closing his eyes and falling under hypnos' spell, he only had one more question about the book you were reading.
"by the way, who's finnick odair?"
"OHMYGOD, SO-"
#percy was in the wrong okay bye !!#percy jackson#pjo#percy jackson x reader#pjo x reader#percy jackson x you#by bells âĄâ àŁȘ.#seaweed brain â
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MANIFESTING VAUNT
I am in control and nothing ever goes wrong, nothing i do is wrong , my self concept is golden state kind of god tier, AND i know I'm perfect. i know i have everything in the 3D and , 4D, 3D aint shit to me. I'm in control, i can breathe in peace knowing everything i want materializes immediately without even wavering, i simply dont waver, i never wavered and i never will. i never stressed and i never will, I've always been a master manifestor, threw away all the old stories in the trash, I'm a god living my ideal life, its like I'm born to succeed and win at everything. I am a master manifestor who gets everything immediately the moment i decide i have it! I cant even believe my own self that at this moment I'm so good at manifesting, everything that i desire appears within me and in front of me immediately.
I have everything I've ever wanted without any doubts because i know being in control is so so much fun, It's like you're living in heaven whenever you're having everything you desire by just existing, people often wanna be like me and try to do methods like me but I'm too advanced, in control and at my best mental state of manifesting. I exist to manifest everything I've ever wanted to have or desired , like just existing is fucking enough to give it all to me , like yeah hey it's me I'm the god. the only difference these bitches who working hard and still not getting enough and i have , is that I'm aware and i know I'ma god , and I'll succeed win and move the mountains for my desired by just existing and not lifting a damn finger.
#affirmations#loassumption#law of assumption#law of manifestation#manifestation#revision#subliminal#void#void state#void success#subliminals
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i dont know if u are taking requests rn but if you are could you do something with remus lupin and a reader who is very confident (not snobby just confident). pls and thank you lovely đ
thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy!! i don't know if i did well on this but i like their dynamic so much <333
remus lupin x fem!reader, fluff (lots of kissing because remus can't resist his girlfriend <3)
you have an aura that keeps pulling remus to you.
he feels like an addict most of the time, if that's the right word. you've been in a relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend for only two months but he never hides he's fallen for you the minute he met you at his favorite library. he still remembers all the details of that moment as if it's playing in front of his eyes; the books in your hand, your clothes, your charming smile as you ask for help to reach the high shelves.
your smile still affects him the same way, it appears. remus likes spending his evenings with you, it's so quiet and calming. he gets tired of busy days but they never seem to end, you offer him bits of peace in the silence of your room. a long forgotten tv show remus likes, play on your laptop as you settle down on his chest. his fingers are easy on your hair, you snuggle up to him as he plays with you.
"gonna fall asleep." you say against him. you don't want to sleep, not now. it's just that remus is so safe, you can't help yourself.
"you can." he says before kissing your head.
"can't." you say, spending your energy on sitting straight on bed. "i wanna spend time with you."
remus extends a hand to you, stroking your cheek with a loving finger. "we're spending time, dove."
"you know what i mean." you say before climbing on top of him again, this time your legs on either side of his thighs. he helps you sit, your hands tickle his sides. "i missed you, handsome."
your voice is low but tricky. leaning into his face, you blink slowly. you have a way of batting your eyelashes, remus wants to give you everything you can ever ask for. you get what you want at the end, though, it's always been like that. your lips make his head spin like he's been drinking an entire bottle of the expensive wine he occasionally gets.
"you didn't miss me?" you ask. how dare you, he wants to say. don't you see your effect on him? you're so teasing, trying to stay awake by loving him.
"please." he begs, his face moving towards you.
"please." you say. "i'm saying please."
remus can't help himself this time, cupping your lovely cheeks to pull you against him. he kisses you until he runs out of breath for a minute, you bravely kiss him back. you make quiet noises, you know how he's insane for any sound you let out. you do it on purpose. he likes it so much.
"you're so handsome." you say, breaking the kiss. "did i tell you today?"
"yes, 3 times now." he replies. his cheeky side comes out when he's with you.
"it's just that i can see every detail of your face when i'm this close." you explain, running your fingertips on his cheek. "you're so pretty."
you've never been shy with your affections, remus wants to hide his face to your neck. you're so easy with the compliments, but it's hard sometimes, accepting all the nice things you say to him so effortlessly. you mean every word you say, he knows. you make it seem like everything is possible, you're so kind and confident with your words. he wants to scream into his pillow, scream how much he loves you.
"you're so pretty." he says instead. "have you seen yourself?"
"oh, it's my favorite time of the day." you say happily. "when we compliment each other. you're boosting my ego so well."
remus pulls you for another kiss. his pretty, perfect girlfriend. he thinks he has every right to lose his mind about you, what else can he do?
the kiss is nicer this time because he at least tries to control his breath for it to last longer. you smile against his lips, your softness melts in his mouth and leaves a nice taste. your fingers go through his hair, you angle his face to deepen the kiss. he lets out a shaky breath, the smell of your perfume lingers in his space.
remus smiles when he leans back against the headboard. you take his hand in yours, put it on your heart. it beats too fast, your charming lips curved into the nicest smile he's ever seen. he presses his hand to your chest. you kiss his hand when he lets go.
"you don't look so sleepy now." he says. "aren't you tired?"
"no, not at all." you answer. "i've been waiting for you all day, saved all my energy for you."
"liar." he laughs, because you really are lying. you've been studying all day long, only came home when remus called you before leaving work.
"kiss?" you ask. he pulls you closer to his chest until there's no space between you, you wrap your arms around his neck. smiling satisfied, you kiss him for a last time. your head stays on his shoulder, he rubs a big hand on your back.
remus manages to put your laptop on your nightstand securely, closing it. he lays down on bed with you on his chest. you're like a koala, not moving a bit. "remus." you mumble.
"hmm?"
"i love you."
you're being the most honest when you're sleepy. silent seconds, quiet mumblings. always clear with your words, always telling him how you feel. he pulls the covers on your bodies, rubbing his hand all over your back. he doesn't hesitate when he says the words back. "i love you, beautiful."
"i can move." you whisper, eyes heavy.
"no." remus is certain. the room is dimly lit but he can see your eyes sparkling even when you're sleepy. "stay."
"good night, handsome." you say, kissing his neck soundly. "i'm gonna try a new recipe for breakfast. you'll love it."
"i'm sure i'll love it." he whispers. "good night."
#remus lupin#remus lupin x reader#remus lupin x you#remus lupin x fem!reader#remus x you#remus x reader#remus x fem!reader#remus lupin imagine#remus lupin fic#remus lupin fanfic#remus lupin fanfiction#remus lupin fluff#marauders#marauders era#marauders fic#marauders fanfic#marauders imagine#fluff
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new byler gate alert!!!!!
(miniongate master post)
tw: iâve got super bad grammar pls ignore it
may i introduce to u..! MINIONGATE!!!!!! the theory that ive just invented that mike wheeler and will byers are actually the henchmen of the so loved gru from the despicable me franchise!!! why do i think this? well, well, well, let me tell u!
first of all, their colors.
wowza!!! blue and yellow!!!! also for the fake minions fans, in minions the rise of gru our beloved kevin, bob and stuart fly to california (the west). blue and yellow meted in the west! whoopie!!!!!!!!!!
ok ok sooo second, minions r actually supa gayđ€gear me out!!!! thereâs actually so many scenes where there are minions kissing or showing affection to each other (itâs very heart warming tbh) ei:
awwwwđ„ș
anywho. third! so thereâs this:
the minions r only stupid boys!!! mike and will believe it or not r boys also theyâre stupid. visual aideâŹïžâŹïžâŹïž
so, weâve gone over why i think mike and will are minions. ânow how does this relate to them smooching in the next season???â u might be asking. well, iâm glad u asked!
alright, picture this. itâs the finale, right? everyoneâs fighting whatever big bad there is, and will is being vecnaed (vecnaned? vecnaeded? vecneed???) or something. mike is by his side trying to break him out of the trance yk. vecnaâs giving will all them horrible sad memories and wills like, âwa wahđđily mikeđwaaa iâm gayđąâ. but then!!!! vecna shows will a memory that he doesnât memeber, and willâs all confused. the memory is a minion with a bowlcut looking at a cute minion, and vecna does his scary voice over and heâs like, âmwahađđđhey bowlcut, do u ember this? hehâ. and willâs like âwho the flip re these minions???â vecna countinues his spooky voiceover âhah lmao stupid gay boy canât even rember anythingđ€Ługh dumbo, this is when u lived with gru and michealminionđâ and then will stared remebeiing EVERYTHING!!! he membered when he was a minion and he kissed mikeminionđ«ąand when he helped steal the moon and doctor nefario diedđand all his other minion memories. AND THEN HE STARTED SHIMMERINGđŻđŻđŻand mike was like âerm what the sigmaâ so will did one of those magical girl transformations
this except itâs will byers turning into a minion. so now will is a minion, and mike is like âwill why ru a minionđ§â and will catches him up on all the minion lore! and mike transforms into a minion as well. and theyre like woohoo weâre minions now, then they rember that vecans still being spooky. so they go in upside down using their minion powers. so they show up and r like âhaha vecna henry 1 ur sooo ugly and stinky we dont like uđĄâ then mike and will use their epic gay minion powers and vecna diesđ€©đ€©đ€©đ€©đ€©đ„łđ„łđ„łđ„łđ€©đ€©đ„łđ„łđ€©yippee! and now vecna is dead for ever! so u know what that meansđthen byler gyat freakyđbut not supa freaky they just kissed bcuz theyre 14-15 and some ppl needa get a gripđ€đ€also chappell roan started playingđ«ąand everything thing was right in the world cuz byler is canon!!!!!
anyways!!! thanks for reading!!!!!! let me know any of ur thoughts, theories, opinions on miniongate!!!! peace out
(âŹïžart by @cmnzoq )
#i think i smoked to much weed famđ
#miniongate#byler#chappell roan briefly mentioned#byler endgame#byler theory#byler tumblr#byler is real#byler brainrot#gay#mike wheeler is a boykisser#gay mike wheeler#why they so gay#minion#despicable me#churchgate#byler kiss#silly#byler canon#byler is endgame#miwi#poo poo pee pee#freaky#ah đ
#đđ#byler analysis#byler s5#stranger things#st5 theory#st5 spoilers
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Your works are literally AMAZING. I'm fawning over the dorm leaders Ă chubby reader đđŒđđŒđđŒ. Also I read your rules but I wasn't sure about character limit or anything so can I request dorm leaders with a s/o (gender neutral (i forgot what is called I'm not the best with these different genders but yall rock đȘđŒ)) who has neglectful family so they act as if they aren't wanted. Basically just as if the dorm leaders are about to ignore her too? Idk if it makes sense. And when they have a problem they don't share it immediately, they keep more to themselves. Have a good day tho!!! đ«¶đŒđ«¶đŒđ«¶đŒ
Heheheheheheheh love this request and the support teehee. Ok so i decided to do this all as like the collective of dorm leaders + jamil since that made the most sense to me so here you are <3 the first half can be interpreted as either romantic or platonic since you didn't specify sooooooo yeah, then the second half is more âdorm leaders with a collective crushâÂ
â„ïžREQUEST OPENâ„ïž
Cw: neglected reader, comfort, feelings of inadequacy and self deprecationÂ
I think at first when you first arrive they just assume that you are like most others at NRC and are just anti social since it is a school for villainsÂ
But once you become more acquainted with them all and have a friendship with the rest of them they start to become more and more concerned with your behavior because they think that as friends you should be comfortable coming to them when you need help, especially after you have helped them so much with all that youâve doneÂ
I think riddle can really relate as it seems that when he wasn't being micromanaged he was being neglected at least emotionally so he knows the feelingÂ
Malleus and leona also understand, malleus has always just felt so alone that even tho lilia was a good parent he's never really had a lot of people in his life, leona has always felt second best or has been ignored so they also understandÂ
At first i don't think that any of them say too much, really they are trying to make you realize that they do in fact want to hang out because they enjoy being around you
It's even worse if they like you because they dont get why you are so distant
Eventually they call a intervention lol and have a sit down where they give you pseudo therapy to help you
They really try to hammer it home that you don't have too feel like you're not good enough and that again they do want you to be around themÂ
They also tell you that after all you've done they genuinely want you to come to them if you have problems or need something
Ok specifics timeÂ
Riddle really relates to your issues, even though his problems are like on the opposite end of the spectrum he also struggles with feeling like he has to do everything on his own, he tries to help you the same way you helped him. He likes inviting you to tea and all but interrogating you on anything you may need help with. Definitely helps you studyÂ
Leona is less forward about his affections/making you feel better but he has his own ways. If he sees you on his way to the botanical garden he is dragging you with him and you are TAKING A NAP. he doesn't give af you are napping with him and you are gonna be so snug. In leonas mind he hates people disturbing him when he's napping so having you with him when he's napping means that he doesn't see you as a disturbance. It's really sweet. He also relates to feeling pushed aside and neglected so he makes sure to give you extra attention.Â
Azul is well versed in insecurity and while his stems from self image and body images, he still understands it at the core. He's bad at this really, he wants to be there for you but the shady octopus is struggling big time. He decides that having you for dinners is a good idea, the lounge is nice and peaceful as you eat a tasty dinner together, he takes the opportunity to ask if anyone has been bothering you lately, old shady habits die hard.Â
Jamil cooks with you (i feel like jamil's idea of cooking with you is you sit on the counter and eat the little treats he gives you while he does the real cooking) jkjk he likes cooking with you because it allows you to both be close and do something you enjoy, but it also lets you both get a little treat at the end (the treat is his cooking because its god tier)Â
Vil makes it known very quickly that he will not be standing for this behavior. He's putting an end to it one way or another, hence your now shared morning and night skincare routine. Well it's more like doing each other's routine, he teaches you the steps, you do his and he does yours. Whole nine yards, im talking matching fluffy headbands and those cute face masks as a treat. Normally he wouldn't get them but if a hello kitty/fun face/eye mask makes you happy then he will indulge (only after triple checking the ingredients because he does not play games)
Idia games with you, either separately or together in his dorm he loves playing videogames with you, especially ones like âit takes twoâ (amazing game btw) he's very antisocial so he hopes you understand how close he feels letting you into his room to game with him because literally no one else gets this kind of SS+ 5 hearts treatmentÂ
Malleus is the worst offender because if you thought the dragon was already kinda clingy after this info is revealed it is 100% worse. He feels the need to show you all the attention he can to make up for lost time, the same way having you as a friend (and potentially more than a friend) has made up for manyyyyyyyy years of loneliness in his mind. The night walks are his favorite, hand in hand as you both walk along in silence, even with the silence he occasionally chimes in with little words of affirmation. If you want to talk he is so happy to listen, eventually you find that hes quite the yapper, happily talking about anything you will listen to and hoping that you yap right back at him.
#twst#twst x reader#twst wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland#riddle x reader#leona x reader#azul x reader#kalim x reader#vil x reader#idia x reader#malleus x reader#riddle rosehearts x reader#leona kingsholar x reader#azul ashengrotto x reader#kalim al asim x reader#vil schoenheit x reader#idia shroud x reader#malleus draconia x reader
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