#i hadnt let anyone know i was going to the show

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Me: I'll take a Vyvanse, nothing has ever gone wrong with that. And a quick soda. And a little bit of a shake. Surely today will not give me anything that will make me anxious, to which the stimulants will only make worse.

[hannieehaee]

18+ / mdi

content: bickering, some modern family references (just names n stuff), smut, penetrative sex, f reader, riding, tit play (??) idk he just likes ur tits, etc.

a/n: this is kinda meant to be a modern family au based on haley and andy's first meeting so theres some references to the show (just fyi) except this ends as smut 🫡 can also be read as nanny!seokmin and richbrat!you tho

wc: 1370

masterlist

modern family au where you, ditzy and careless granddaughter of rich business owner, incidentally meet your family's new manny!seokmin while sneaking into your grandfather's house for some alone time by the pool. you grab a few beers, knowing your grandfather and his wife probably wont be back for a while when you hear someone clear their throat behind you. startled, you drop the glass bottles on the floor and turn around to see who the hell is in your supposedly-empty grandfather's house.

you're taken aback as soon as you meet his eyes. pretty boy your age in what's supposed to be a place only your family had access to ? you wont complain, but you're still pretty bummed about the wasted beer.

the first words out of his mouth are to scold you. great. yet another person to get in your way just when you're re trying to relax away from your overbearing family. but wait, you think, you still have no idea who this man is.

"who are you?", you question as he leans over to clean up the bottles you had broken (the bottles he broke, if anyone asked you).

"no. who are you?", he gives as rebuttal. "mr pritchet didnt say anyone would be here today. are you alex or __?" he says, cutely tilting his head to the side like a confused puppy, making your heart melt role your eyes.

"im alex," you lie, knowing your sister wouldnt get in trouble for this anyways. "now my question."

"i'm your grandfather's new manny," he replies with a boyish smile, stretching his free hand towards you.

"you're not manny. i know manny and you look nothing like him," you say frowning, knowing this is totally not your uncle manny.

"oh, you're __. i'm seokmin. the new male nanny," he says in a tone that makes you think he mightve meant it as an insult .. you choose to ignore it, instead looking at his arms as he continues to wipe the broken glass. why hadnt you noticed his arms earlier ?

"i'm sorry, but im gonna have to tell your grandfather that you broke glass near the pool," he interrupts your thoughts as he finishes picking up the broken glass.

fuck. you just got out of being grounded, you cant have your mom know you snuck into your grandpa's house again, specially for day-drinking (you're over 21 now, whats the big issue?!).

you panic, so you go for the first thing that comes to mind.

"do you really have to do that, seokmin?", you flutter your lashes at him, untying the top of your bathing suit cover and pushing up your barely-covered tits for him to see.

he looks down, momentarily forgetting what he was talking about, but quickly looks back up. "thats not gonna work, your grandparents warned me about you," he says as he looks away from your chest.

he already bit the hook. there's really nothing to lose now.

you take slow steps towards him, making sure to sway your hips as you do so, placing your hands on his shoulders as soon as you're close enough. "listen. this can stay between us, right? you've already cleaned everything up. there's no reason we need to waste our time in telling him how you caught me off guard and made me drop the glass, is there?", you rub your hands up and down his chest, slowly unbuttoning his shirt while he stands still, letting you continue your actions.

"m-me?! y-YOU broke it! you're not even supposed to be h-" he cuts himself off when you get tired of his talking and decide to just rip the rest of the buttons off.

"listen to me, seokmin. we can waste the next hour arguing about who did what while we wait for my grandpa to get here," you start pressing your mouth to his ear, almost giving him the attention he really wants, but not fully. "or we could go to the guest room and i could give you a little something in return for your silence. wouldn't that be more fun?"

with one more look from him, you find yourself moments later sitting atop him in one of the mansion's guest rooms, bouncing on top of him with your back facing his chest. his eyes were glued to your ass, with his hands groping your hips tightly as he furrowed his eyebrows in pleasure. never would he have expected that the airheaded girl his new employers warned him about would be this pretty and feel this good wrapped around him.

"fuck," he exhales, rubbing his hands up and down your back, ultimately landing on your ass, melding his hands unto the soft skin. "b-baby fuck. slow down."

"but minnie .. my grandparents could be back any second. besides, you're doing me a favour. it'd be mean of me to not make it up to you, wouldnt it?", you put on a sweet voice for him as you bounce faster, also wanting to reach your high as the pretty boy impaled you.

frustrated at not being able to see you, he uses those beefy arms you were eyeing earlier to lift you up and turn you around on top of him, now looking into your eyes as you held onto his shoulders for support. looking at his pretty eyes staring up at you with softness despite the lewdness of the act made you feel crazy. feeling addicted to the way he looked at you, you decided to give him a show.

"fuck, minnie. feel so fucking good," you moaned, dragging your hands up to your tits to play with them, rubbing your nipples in a way that had you rolling your eyes back. "dont you wanna help me, minnie? be a good boy and put your hands on me."

he whined at your words, sitting up a bit and replacing your hands with his. pinching at your nipples, he made you cry out loud and rub yourself even harder, now catching an angle that allowed your clit to rub against him. feeling drunk on your enthusiasm, he moved one of his hands to your hip in order to guide you, moving his mouth to bite and lick at your nipples, making you roll your eyes back.

both your ends approached, now with you maniacally bouncing on him while his mouth stayed stuck to your chest, alternating breasts to suck and whine into. feeling completely cock drunk, you increased the intensity of your movements, leading yourself into a mind-blowing orgasm with him following soon after, his moans muffled by your chest.

you spent the next five minutes softly cleaning each other up and getting rid of the evidence (dirty sheets, condom, etc) before anyone arrived home, all while shyly exchanging glances at each other. it was unlike you to feel shy when interacting with a guy (i mean, you did just seduce your grandparents new nanny within minutes of knowing him), but there was something about his good-boy attitude and soft demeanor towards you that just drew you to him. that, and how easy on the eyes he was.

your thoughts were promptly interrupted by him quietly speaking up "listen, i know i'm probably overstepping and just embarrassing myself by saying this but, i kind of uh. i kind of felt a connection there. i think you mightve even felt it too? would you like to maybe see where this goes? i could take you out, or if not we could start off as friends too, you know? or maybe this again? wait, no. i'm not suggesting that you should uh- but if you want to! i mean, whatever you want! it's just tha-" he continues to ramble, clearly losing track of what his original question was.

just like him, you interrupt his monologue by grabbing onto his face, making him stop mid sentence and look at you. "yes," you giggle. "we can go out seokmin. i'll know where to find you," and with that, you leave him with a peck and a wink as you exit the room, successfully leaving the house before anyone arrived, knowing you'd be coming back whenever possible to get some alone time with your grandparents' pretty manny you were now planning to make yours.

[cattonicdragon]

So like what I'm see, could you do glamrock chica Roxy Monty bonny marinette and baby with a animatronic reader built for security and has access to the cameras,

this idea has been inside my head for awhile now and i know my x reader viewers are starving so yes.

also may i say your taste in fnaf animatronics is just 🤌

also i didnt know which bonnie you wanted so i just did glamrock bonnie

hows everyone feeling abt ruin???👁️👁️

there will be spelling errors

{not proof read}

glamerock chica

the pizzaplex had many security messures in place,including security bots

not that they made the most difference

its not until after a break-in incedint that they decide they need to up their security a tad bit more,however they were already paying enough fees and did'nt want to pay another security officer so instead they went for the next best option!

a new security animatronic that was sentient like the main four+sun and moon

chica was quite surprised once she saw you lurking around,that was until she remembered that the staff had said there was a new bot for extra security

she decided to approach you abit before opening since you both had'nt needed to survey the pizzaplex

you both got along very well actually

she found it very interesting and was slightly jealous that you had the ability to access the cctv cameras around the plex

she was quite happy that there was another animatronic though,you made for good company

if she every saw a security camera she would wave at it,regardless of if you were watching or not

she has offerd you trash before,though wether or not you accept it though is up to you

its the thought that counts atleast

monty/montgomary gator

similar situation to chicas

he was surprised to see another bot wondering round the plex

though hes not one to dweel on something that isnt his buisness,so he was mainly just curious and let you be

your first real interaction is when a customer gets particulary aggitated with the gator when you stepped in

you had told the woman the whatever had happpened she could bring it to customer service,you also warned her that if she did not comply she would be escorted out of the pizzzaplex

he hadnt seen anyone stand up for him before like that

you also presented yourself very professionaly,being an animatronic you stood fairly tall but the way your presented yourself almost made yyou seem taller,you were assertive in our words and spoke without stuttering

it was a very nice manner

although hes thankful that you stepped in he dosnt show it

he just huffs and leaves to his green room to blow off steam

after making some more meetings though an unlikely friendship manages to form

he trys to perform even better now that he knows your potentially watching

speaking of that

he finds it cool how they trust you enough to allow you access to the cameras,though hes not jeoalous because he has gator golf

he loves compliments whether your giving them to him or vice versa

hes very possessive and will cuddle you in his greenroom

he will either give you his glasses to wear temporarily or will get a copy made and then give you the copy

roxanne wolf

she would be one of the first ones to learn of your existance due to her excellent eye sight

she gets a little aggressive until she learns that your not an intruder and also not one of the "main" bots

it turns out mangament just thought it'd be a good idea to through you into the pizza plex with no for warning

she does get nervous that youll take her spot light a tad bit since animatronics do tend to draw more attraction then old ones

she needs quite a bit of confirmation that your not threatening her stance and thats shes still the best

after adjusting to you though shes very friendly

the chances are very high that she'll introduce cassie to you

she lets you into her green room preety much whenever

having a shitty day? go straight to her! she'll cheer you right up!

ashes constantley giving you makeovers,with your consent of course and other things

she loves racing you and she gives you many praises if you win

shes very soft with yopu,surprisingly even in public,although its not to the same extent as when your both alone she'll still be very sweet to you.

if people have a problem with it they can leave

your very quick to come to her aid if someone is being rude to her,also having the security cameras to back you up is a bonus

she gives you many of her merchandise on a whim,your talking and she has to leave,oh wait.before she goes she gives you a limited addition rare roxanne wolf plushie.how sweet ;)

glamrock bonnie

he wouldnt be to surprised to find out tghat managment added another animatronic that was strictly for security,wouldnt be to surprised that managment had'nt told anyone either

he'd probally be one of the first ones to come up to you,having a smug smirk on his face will dramatically spinning a bowling ball with one of his fingers

very flirty,however alot of the time it usually ends up with something funny happening,so flirting but failing at the same time.

he'll lean on a wall,about to recite a very cheezy monologue of randome romantic words when he suddenly just,falls.he slips off the wall and onto the floor,whatever words he was about to say,yea unless hes feeling particularly confident he will just get up,apologize and walk off

he tries to impress you tones,and i mean TONS

if your ever nearby he tries to get the most amount of attention possible,hoping that in the crowd he would have hooked your interest

he has honed his skills of bowling and hes going to show it

if you ask him to teach you a trick in bowling he will drop EVERYTHING just to show you how to do it

he absolutely loves when you give him attention and if you ever tease or flirt back,hes like putty in your hands,oh so sweet and tripping over his words like a highschool crush

he will unironically do the finger thing where he just 👉👈

will give you all sorts of gifts

if your not a pro bowling player by the time you actually get together(if you do) than you might just need alittle more help from him,but hes not complaining

fyi,you probally figured out he had feelings way before he told you,you most likely saw him rehearsing(and failing) through the cameras

speaking of wich,if he thinks/knows your looking at the security cameras and there one near him,hell wink and do a finger gun or some other flirty action towards it,and then most likely trip afterwards

puppet/marionette

shes quite surprised when you get added as additional securty measurements

dont the toy's already have saftey measurements like face recognitional scanning features and stuff

shes abit confused as to why they would do that instead of just upgrading the already made animatronics,like you already have tons of animatronics and instead of saving money you decide to waste it?

the only reason she can think that your here is maybe for increased popularity aswell?

shes confused but also curious,the toys can get a tad bit annoying and its nice to see a fresh face around,well animatronic technically speaking.

shes intreguded by the fact that you have access to the camera systems,theyve always been so adiment about only letting the night guard have it so why do you?

more questions than ones being answered,though maybe you could answer them

she can be a tad bit harsh and brash,with a pinch of shyness when she approacesh you,well actually the likely hood is,that she'll probally lure you to her box where she can stay safe instead of being in the outside world

once she gets to know you shes much more calm

she allows you to be in her box with her if you wish,with others she dismmises them with a harsh swipe of her black and white striped arm

she likes listening to her music box with you,just sitting in almost complete silence as the soft lullaby fills the air with calm music

she loves giving you gifts or leaving them around for you

she makes the pressents that belog to you blatently obvious as to who its for,one of the toys took one of your pressents once and it wasnt a very happy ending

she likes to just wrap her long lanky arms around you,seeking comfort in your presense and just you being there

circus baby

shes rather annoyed apon your arrival

circus baby is a mastermind and also likes things to be in place,specifically in places where she wants them

you put a very large and prominent thorn in her side

im not very sure on the lore but there's a high likely hood that you were made by henry and given as a gift after some concerning reports were leaked

shes an extreme mix between being friendly and being harsh

she annoyed because now shes going to have to re-arrange her plans and make accomadations for you,who can see into the security feed

but she needs to play nice if she wants her plan to go smoothly

shes a toxic mix between the two emotions,however as time goes on her feelings start to subside and change

she distances herself as much as your circumstances allow as she tries to configure her conflicting feelings

shes a robot made to kill,and your.well ,not

she eventually decides to see how her feelings lpay out and then plan around that

safe to say,she was very wrong,she thought that letting things happen,her feeling would subdue.nope,they just became stronger and she feel for you harder

she eventual;ly comes to a grueling conclusion that she likes you and after a short confrontation about feeling and such.her plans will have to change,again

shes very sweet with you,aswell as openly affecttionate

she uses alot of her mechanisms to wow you

like making heart shaped ballons randomly and giving them to you

she uses her high status in the funtimes frequently

she refuses to let the biddy babs anywhere near you

she likes keeping you by her side,you keep her calm and collected

she vents to you about the troubles she faces and asks your opinions and what she should do.

shes very caring towards you and sweet

to you:(//ó//w//ò//)

to the funtimes:(ò~ó)

[hannahlovesluca]

Hihihihihi K Anon here :DD

Feel free to do this last or put this one as the last in the row !!

Can i request Luxiem boys(+ Ver cause he's my pathetic boyfailure)'s reactions to finding out that their s/o has a naturally cold body temperature?Like you'd think they'd be warm from their personality but when you touch them it's just freezing cold and they just go (:

Anyways please take care of yourself,drink and eat enough and rest enough !! Your health is important pookie

-K Anon

Luxiem + Ver with S/O Who has a Cold Body Temperature

• before you guys had actually met up irl (met through NIJI) and you told him how cold your hands always were, he lowkey didnt believe you because you just have such a warm personality

• however, when you guys first get together irl, first thing he’s doing is holding your hand because he’s so smitten

• and then his eyes go wide and hes just like??

• even though you don’t actually feel cold, he’ll take both of your hands in his and try to warm them up

• he also lowkey likes it too because he definitely prefers to be cold when sleeping and when you guys are cuddling hes just 🥰🥰

• our boyfailure just loves u sm!!!

• i love ver but i’ll be honest idk too much about him so writing for him is xtra hard 😭😭

• lets say you guys knew each other before niji

• maybe you went to the same high school and started dating then?

• anyway he genuinely worries for you, he does his research and its a pretty big sign for low iron so he’ll probably always ask if theres anything thats bothering you and you have to reassure him that its okay

• im sorry but he DEFINITELY blows on your hands softly to warm them up :((

• hes such a horndog but he can be so so soft and sweet

• and he knows how soft he is with you and isnt afraid to admit that he is!!

• he will NOT hide the fact that he loves you!!

• even if you’re not actually cold your skin just is, he’ll still tuck you in with extra blankets and make sure to cuddle the coldest parts of your body!!

• im sorry but he cracks a few jokes about you being elsa or some shit

• he probably flinches the first time he feels how cold your hand is :((

• he prefers being cozy and warm so it’s a big adjustment for him but he’ll do ANYTHING for you!!!

• definitely teases you about it as long as he knows your comfortable with it, otherwise he wouldnt

• i watch mysta, but again, not one of my oshi’s so its somewhat hard to think of things to add but i swear im trying

• even after knowing about your body temperature, he still probably flinches sometimes :((

• poor baby loves you so much and he wants you to know that and he feels so fucking bad because he doesn’t think hes showing it enough

• apologizes to you repeatedly about it :(

• much like vox, he’ll definitely make sure you’re always covered up even if you’re not actually cold

• “mysta, im having a heat stroke..”

• “too bad.” *sticks tongue out at you*

• GOLDEN RETRIEVER GIVES YOU HIS GLOVES

• “y/n, baby, are you okay? 🥺”

• looks at you exactly like that emoji

• holds your hands in his and probably presses them up against his chest for extra warmth 💟💟

• is the type to make you hot chocolate not only because it tastes good and you like it but because it’ll warm up your body

• hes so thorough with everything he does and remembers everything about you :((

• much like vox, he looks it up and once he sees that it could be something like low iron hes just like :0

• he hadnt even thought about that!!! what kind of a boyfriend was he!!!!

• ^ the best one ever

• HE LOVES TAKING WARM SHOWERS/BATHS WITH YOU

• im brain rotting i want to shower with him

• pls he deserves so much love how has he never had a gf anyone would be so lucky shouldve been me shouldve been me oh my god

• no parasocial

• anyways probably tells the lucubs and your fanbase about how cold you are just naturally and how hes worried, and when the clip gets shown to you youre just like 🥹🥹🥹

• “yeah, chat! Y/N is so cold, it kinda worries me. Apparently it can mean a lot of things and im scared they might have low iron or something..” *with a pout*

• and that was when they realized something was going on between you two

• THE MAN OF SEX HIMSELF

• anyways, much like vox, he definitely blows softly on your hands with warm breath to warm them up im so :(

• he also, like luca, will probably get you gloves (he would lend you his but they wouldn’t fo much)

• he probably reads to you while holding your hand and will look at you now and then just to make sure you’re ACTUALLY not cold

• he worries so much about you and being an overthinker doesnt help his case

• i imagine he’ll probably breathe on your hands whilst singing to you softly and just cradling you in his arms

• the man wants nothing more than for you to be happy and healthy and and and and

• ugh he just wants you to have everything good in life because you deserve it and

• i could rant about this man for ages plz restrain me

• anyway if he catches you wearing the gloves he bought you his heart will explode because he got you those and its just so :))))))))

• yk that Harry Styles song “Falling” thats literally him with you thats him in a relationship i cant explain it i just

• he also has a naturally cold body temp

• so the first time he holds your hands hes just :D

• much like ver, he prefers sleeping somewhat cold so when he cuddles you hes practically in heaven 🥰🥰

• his head buried in your chest while cuddling i cant

• brain is not functioning

• shu is just such a chill guy he wouldnt really have that much of a reaction 😭😭

[lenelee]

Dad Kakashi x daughter trope (

Kakashi x oc (not romantic)

Trope: found family

Word count: 1.5k

Warning: Oc character, Tragic backstory, mention of characters deaths, selective mutism disorder, Angst (if you squint?), hurt/comfort?, trauma, previous relationship, childhood love.

Kakashi ex girlfriend and comrade was someone he never could keep his mind off. Once he started to feel normal a little girl with white hair shows up, being called the daughter of his ex girlfriend. He was left with a note to raise her.

Kakashi didn’t know what to expect when he was called to the Hokage office. He assumed it was just another mission, so he put his uniform on, concealing his face underneath his mask, and made his way undetected.

He hadnt expected to be greeted by the Hokage alongside one of the legendary Sannin. The other white-haired man had been out of the village for a while, claiming to have research to do. Kakashi was a bit surprised to see him there.

He was even more surprised when they settled down and Jiraiya brought out a small blue-haired girl. She looked around seven… almost the same number of year Jiraiya had been gone for. Kakashi assumed it was the older man’s daughter and he would be assigned to guard her.

But what he was told was much worse.

Kakashi had never sought out love. He had actively avoided it, his childhood traumas leaving him to scarred to get close to anyone. He had seen others find love during times of war only to be left with hurt and alone. Kakashi tried to stay away from it as long as possible.

Yet he couldn’t help it when a beautiful girl with the kindest soul make her way into his heart, making him year for something he have vowed to never have, never want. Every time she stepped into the room, he couldn’t help but let his mind wonder to the terrifying place of his imagination, the future. Imagining their future together.

Kiyomi Tatsuyama. That was her name. The girl with all the time in the word, who used it all to pester him. She would always bother him during his morning walks, beg to spar with him only to go home with bruises, make him lunches when she assumed he was to busy to make his own, and bring him extra scarves during winter.

It annoyed him. She always asked what he was doing, the thing he liked, his favorite foods, his hobbies, and what kind of Shinobi he was.

He tried hard to put a distance between them, but mo matter what he did, she found a way to get to him. He hate it.

He hated how he would walk by her house slower when he noticed her rushing to do her hair before joining him. He hated how he would fall into an easy cycle of teasing and playful banter during their spars.

He hated how he would purposely complain to his comrades about how hungry he was when she was around so he could try the new food she made, despite it being overcooked. He hated how he’d leave his coat and scarf at home so she would nag and feel bad for him.

He hated the way her finger tips left a warm trail against his neck when she wrapped her scarf around him, the small scowl on her when she scolded him, the small dimple that appeared when she caught him staring blissfully, asking if he was listening, and how she would blush when she tried to scold him.

He hated the fact that he fell in love with her. And he hated it when she left. Leaving him behind with just a bite, telling him he would be in her heart forever before disappearing from his life forever.

His comrades would ask about her once they noticed the “fly” was no longer hanging around him, wondering if she had finally gotten the clue and stopped bothering him. He hated how heart broke he felt.

He hated how he could still hear the small cracks in his heart grow even after all these years as he read a note she had left him again. Hearing her soft voice saying he words he read:

“I always liked the cold. I liked the cute outfits I got to wear. The excuses it gave me to get close to you. I liked how warm I felt without feeling sweaty. I always felt that way around you. I felt nice and warm. Sorry if I bothered you, Kakashi. I couldn’t help who I fell in love with and how I handled it. I’m also sorry for what I’m about to do you. I don’t trust anyone the way I trust you. I know you’ll take care of her. People aren’t so kind to those who are different, of the unknown. She’s a good kid. She won’t bother you much. She likes to speak a lot but if you ask her to be quiet she won’t talk. She loves winters as much as I do and she likes to watch the stars shine. She doesn’t know how to make friends and she likes to eat a bunch of Dorayaki. Please take care of Kasumi for me…

I want you to know….I do remember that night.. Thank you.”

Kakashi couldn’t help the ache in his chest when he finished reading the letter. The way he crumpled the paper. The way he stared at the girl who stood behind Jiraiya, looking around curiously. The way the older men looked at him with hidden pitty behind their eyes.

He felt another stab at the heart.

“Kakashi, you understand you must take care of this girl? This child has been entrusted to your care. If you refuse her, she will be handed off to her grandfather. Although the isn’t reckless, he is in no condition to take care of a child. He can barely walk himself.” Hiruzen explained, his voice steady but his eyes filled with unspoken concern. Kakashi could feel the weight of his options being laid in front of him.

Jiraiya glance at him. His usual carefree deamnored replaced with a rare seriousness.

“She posses a Sharigan. It was placed in her. She can’t control it, and the longer it remains unstable, the more dangerous it becomes: not only that but…” Jiraiya paused, his face softening as he looked at the small girl who clung to his sleeve, her eyes landing on his, her big innocent eyes looking at him.

“Kasumi is daughter or Kenshiro Kaguyuki. Which means her anatomy is different than ours. Where we are warm blooded, Kasumi is not. She was born in the cold…. Kasumi is also mute.” Jiraya continued, his voice betraying a hint of sorrow. Kakashi’s eyes widened as he looked at the girl who tilted her head at him before hiding her small body behind the larger man.

“She wasn’t born with it. She developed it after going through a traumatic experience. It’s called Selective Mutism. Since she was three, she hasn’t spoke to anyone aside from her mother siblings,” Jiraya explained, his tone somber.

Kakashi felt his blood run cold. Hearing Kiyomi had moved on after all those years while he was stuck yearning for her, made him feel glad she found someone else but he couldn’t help the jealously that ran through his veins. Hearing she had children with another man made him feel sick.

“How many?” Kakashi asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Hiruzen stared at him, wondering if that had mattered in this moment.

“Three. This is her only daughter. The man she was married to had threatened to hurt her father if she didn’t come with him. He had four wives with the purpose of breeding strong children from different clans,” Jiraya explained, glancing down at the small girl who plugged her ears to not hear.

“… He committed suicide taking his three other kids with him… we’re still looking for his wives.”

Kakashi felt his jaw clench at the thought. His Kiyomi had spent years with a man who used her for her clan jutsu’s. She had left, and he hadn’t even thought about trying to find her. He had left her to be use by an evil man. Who knows what kind of horrors she and her daughter had to endure.

Kakashi zoned out for the rest of the conversation, hearing Jiraiya talk but unable to make out the words. He couldn’t help but feel like he had failed again, like it was his fault. He should’ve fought for her, he should have chased her. He should have asked her father. He should’ve went after her. Regret filled his body.

He finally tuned back in when he saw Jiraya turn to look down at Kasumi. His brows furrowed as he saw the Sannin make a series of hand signals.

It a took a moment for Kakashi to recognize it. It wasn’t a jutsu he had seen or copied. It was sign language. The girl— Kasumi— was muted she wouldn’t speak to anyone, which meant Jiraiya must’ve learned the easiest way to communicate with her.

Kakashi watched his eye locked with Kasumi. He assumed he was the topic of their conversation. He tried to give her a warm smile, but ended up looking awkward and forced under his mask.

She removed her fingers from her ears, frowning as she looked back up at Jiraiya and signed, ‘Why can’t you take care of me? I don’t want to stay here.’

Jiraiya smiled at the girl, reaching down to pat her head. She blinked at every sudden movement, her eyes wide and wary.

“Donr worry! You’ll be in good hands! Besides, Susu, I was meant to deliver you to who your mother asked. We just got side tracked by— my research,” he said, not signing this time, glancing over at Kakashi. Kasumi nodded sadly.

Kakshi watched as Hiruzen and Jiraiya spoke in a hushed tones, the two of them exchanging glances filled with concern. Meanwhile, Kasumi tugged on Jiraiya’s seeking his attention. Kakashi’s eyes were drawn to her.

Her hair was short, barely longer than her jaw, with uneven lengths and layered pieces sticking out, even her bangs where cut oddly, with chuckle pieces in between her brows, showing off her deep blue eyes. The same blue eyes he once knew, once woke up to, the some ones he had complimented, the ones he saw filled with love. Her hair seemed poorly dyed, large chunks of the bald showing white patches, and strands underneath the blue revealing a mixture of white and blue.

Kakashi watched as Kasumi reached up, offering Jiraiya a coin. The man grinned, giving her a small frog toy before making his leave.

Hiruzen looked at the girl, his eyes softening as she reminded him of the young girl. “This is Kakashi Hatake. You’ll be staying with him from now on,” he told her gently.

Kasumi stared at Kakashi with a blank expression.

Idk if I should make part two… please help me before I end up deleting this 😭😭

[bridgyrose]

Frosen Steel Week Day 1: Penny's first birthday

“I do not understand why this meeting is so important,” Penny said as she was practically dragged through the halls of Atlas by Ruby. “We will see each other later, will we not?” 

“We will, but this cant wait,” Ruby said with a smile. 

“But you still have not told me what this meeting is about.” 

“That’s because its a secret.” 

A secret. There was always another secret. The maidens, the relics, the plans for Amity arena… just another secret after another that had to be kept. Though, Ruby wasnt like General Ironwood and didnt seem fond of secrets unless they had to be secret. Like when she found out that Penny was an android. So to see her excited about this secret meant that it wasnt something that was going to stay secret for long. 

And Penny did have to admit that a secret like this did pique her interest. What could Ruby possibly want to meet with her about that had to be kept a secret? Was it perhaps a new upgrade to Crescent Rose, one that she wanted to show off later? Or maybe she found an unused room and wanted to-

Penny shook her head to get the thought out of her mind. It couldnt possibly be anything like that. No, it had to be something else. A new game or an upgrade she came up with from a comic book or something like that. There wasnt anything else she could think it could be. 

Ruby stopped at another hallway and looked both ways before almost seeming to pick a direction and go. “We’re almost there.” 

Penny gave a small nod and continued to follow Ruby down the hall. Even as Ruby stopped at a door midway down the hall, she couldnt help but feel nervous. Or at least as nervous as she could given her mechanical body. The “heart” in her chest started to simulate a heavy beating, almost echoing in her chest. And as the door opened-

“Happy birthday!” Weiss yelled out as she ran past Ruby and jumped to hug Penny. 

Penny nearly fell back from the surprise from Weiss’s sudden hug, still not quite understanding what was going on. Her words failed to leave her lips as Weiss let go, watching Ruby as she walked into the room. 

“What if that wasnt Penny?” Ruby asked Weiss. “Were you going to do that to anyone who walked by?” 

“No, I just knew it was you and Penny,” Weiss retorted. “Penny’s steps are a bit… heavy compared to everyone else.” 

“I-I do not understand what is going on,” Penny said as the words finally left her. “What do you mean ‘Happy Birthday’? I was not birthed nor is it my designated date of coming to be.” 

“We know, but your father said that you’ve never had a birthday,” Ruby explained. 

Weiss nodded and motioned to a couple of gifts that sat on a table. “So Ruby and I decided that today will be your birthday.” 

“But why today?” Penny asked. 

Ruby smiled and led Penny to the table. “Today marks a year from the first day we met. The same day that brought us to being friends, and then girlfriends.” 

A smile crossed Penny’s lips as she watched Ruby and Weiss sit down next to her. She hadnt realized she’d forgotten that day, too happy to have her friends back. But seeing her girlfriends here with her, at her side on a day that they marked with just as much importance… she couldnt be happier.

[sunny-ssunset]

Pretty in pink

Yandere south park x Fem! Girly! Reader

Dividers by some random website I found on google

Chapter Seven

TAGLIST: @giyusdarling @wowowpx

It was the day of the party, Y/n had decided to make it a costume party and in true popular girl fashion, She invited EVERYONE. I mean EVERYONE! Everyone except Wendy. Y/n hoped that Wendy would come, Wendy was her best friend... See Wendy hadnt been to school for a while, Y/n had called, texted even went to Wendy's house and no answer.

Y/n didnt really care, I mean she was a bit upset her best friend didnt want to speak to her but everyone is replaceable I guess. Bebe on the otherhand, WAS THRIVING. Y/n's second hand command now Wendy was out of the picture, She even got to go costume shopping with Y/n!!!! Bebe even almost saw her indecent! How lucky!

Y/n decided to go as an angel, Basic but I mean true, She would have co-ordinated with Wendy and Bebe but One of them was ignoring her so There wasn't much she could do. Powerpuff girls would have to wait until her birthday party I guess... Oh well.

"Uhm..... Y/n..." Bebe whispered to Y/n, a hint of anxiousness in her voice. "What is it hun?" Y/n's sickly sweet voice immediately calmed Bebe down, "Uhh- Let me just show you Y/n..." With a shaky hand, Bebe handed Y/n her phone.

There it was. Y/n thought those pictures were long gone. Pictures, Nude Pictures, Nude pictures of Y/n. Now Y/n didn't care that these pictures had come out, She cared about how they came about however, Who had them, Who sent them out? "Oh." Y/n handed the phone back to Bebe, who didnt really know how Y/n would react. Y/n's tone was blank, Her eye twitching slightly. Kenny came up behind Y/n, "Y/n!! How are you?" Kenny's tone seemed like he tried to brighten up the mood, He obviously had seen the pictures and He was observing Y/n and Bebe's conversation, Kenny couldn't bare seeing his Y/n upset of course.

"I'm fine!" Y/n bounced back almost immediately, Her tone changed so fast, She SEEMED happy, SEEMED.

"Thats great, Well I hope you know You looked great in those pictures... I mean I assumed you saw them? I wasn't watching you. If thays what you think..." Kenny dug himself a hole, His face was bright red. Soon he realised he was not helping the conversation what so ever, Or so He thought, A grin appeared on Y/n's face.

"Aww! Kenny you never fail to make me feel better!" Y/n clings onto his arm all of a sudden. God... She is so kind. "Kenny, Come round mine today after school before the party. Could you bring lots of drink too?" Y/n bats her eyelashes and puts on her biggest puppy dog eyes, not that it mattered, Kenny would anything for her anyways.

After school, Kenny waited eagerly at the bus stop with Stan, Kyle and Cartman. He wanted to get ready so he could go to Y/n's and see her outfit before anyone else does or maybe even be lucky enough to see her get changed.

"So you guys going to Y/n's party later?" Cartman asked with a smirk, "Well yeah dude, She is like the most popular girl in school, Who wouldnt be going?" Kyle retorted, raising his eyebrow.

"Oh you haven't heard?" Cartman snickered, a mischievous glint in his eye which had caught the attention of all three of the boys "Heard what man?" Stan glared at Cartman, Wondering what the fuck he was talking about.

"Lets just say after this morning, Lots of people are gonna be disgusted with that slu-" Before Cartman could finish his sentence, Kenny lunged at him, holding him by the collar at this point.

"What the fuck do you have to do with those pictures." Kenny spat, face red and flustered by the adrenaline. He fucking knew it, He knew Cartman was up to something this morning, His stupid scheming ways, And then the same day Y/n's nudes were leaked?! It can't be a coincidence, Not with what Cartman had just said.

"OW KINNY!! YOUR STRANGLING ME!" Cartman squealed as he tried to wriggle out of Kenny's tight grip. "Tell me now Cartman or I swear to god I will cave your skull in." Kenny's grip only tightened, "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT. SOMEONE SENT THEM TO ME. I DONT KNOW WHO- AND I-I SPREAD THEM AROUND PLEASE JUST LET ME GO!" Cartman whined, now crying.

This drove Kenny over the edge, Spreading Y/n's indecent pictures? Claiming not to know who sent them?! Calling Y/n- HIS Y/N a slut?!?! How fucking dare he? Kenny threw him onto the floor throwing harsh punches at Cartman like his life depended on it. "WHO SENT THEM CARTMAN." Kenny growled, his hands now bloodied with Cartman's blood.

"Dude, Chill Cartman isn't worth it." Kyle pulled him away, Kyle was mad and trust me, He was holding back the urge not to let Kenny beat the shit out of Cartman, But Kyle knew what Cartman was like and He knew that Cartman played dirty and would make himself out to be the victim.

Stan on the otherhand, watched the whole thing happen, wide eyed in shock. He wanted Cartman to pay, Why shouldn't Kenny finish the job? Cartman was in the wrong 100% in the wrong, I mean leaking Y/n's nudes? That was shady. But also how would Stan go about seeing them? I mean to inspect them of course? He needed to make sure that it was really Y/n-

"Stan? Come on man." Kyle beckoned him away, Still holding back Kenny. After Kenny calmed down, Three walked home, obviously missing the bus. Usually Stan drove them home but his truck was under repair. Oh well. Time to get ready for the party!

Dividers by @k1ssyoursister

[multifan2022]

*kinda scared to post this.. Defiantly not my normal territory. Love the damn show though, dont care. Hope its decent. Picturing Cassius as Jacob Elordi. Maybe part 2? if it goes over well, if so ideas? idk if i can even write anymore for real 😶 this took me so fricken long.*

Masterlist

Tiktok that inspired this 1st tiktok and 2nd tiktok

Sighing you looked up at.. What did that say? “Hazbin Hotel”.. “Oookay.” You said drawn out sarcastically as you looked down and closed your eyes. You knew you had to go in, you owed this to your Dark Lady. You swore to her that you would look after her daughter, she had given you everything you ever wanted. Knocking you brace yourself with a smile for your niece Charlie who you could already hear squealing. 

You do smile though that she throws herself at you and hugs you while bouncing on her toes. Vaggie smiles softly while telling her girlfriend that she should bring you inside. Soon your sitting in front of Husk who's making you a drink, Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor and finally Angel and Sir Pentious. The last two had seemed in almost aw when you had finally stepped inside fully and reached up to drop your hood and remove your cloak. Honestly you were use to it, even if it was always flattering. 

As a devout follower of The Dark Lady, Lilith, in your human life you were granted a doll like version of the look you always wanted in life. BUT your time was highly coveted, you had many things to do, even more so in her ladys absence. The seat at her table was something you worked hard for, and something you would never be giving up. You would be here when she returned. “This whole idea is beautiful sweetie. You know if you ever need something, Ill do everything I can to help.” From beside you, you swear you feel Pentious’ tongue touch you when he speaks. He's so close. “I bet your powerful!” 

You smile while looking down, it was a play at shyness but Alastor and Husk could see right through it. “How did such a beaut end up here anyways!” Angel said, laughing and throwing himself on the couch. “Here as in??” You circled your finger in the air “Hell.. or the Hotel?” Ending with pointing at the floor. Hearing a static “Both” you looked at the Radio Demon, under different circumstances you would be creeped out by his never falling smile. But for some reason you werent, you hadnt been scared of anyone in a long time so it wasnt that. But moving on you took a deep breath and said nonchalantly “I'm a follower of Lady Lilith, so of course I ended up here.” 

Husk half chuckled, half scoffed and your head snapped with unnatural speed to him. Chills shot down his neck as the smile on your lips and the look in your eye. He could almost feel you skinning him, when you crossed one leg over your knee and leaned onto the counter and smiled at him he wanted to run. “Ok pussycat.. You wanna know why I'm here.. Let me show you.” Waving your hand a deep deep red smoke encompassing the room as everyone felt the floor fall from under them next thing they knew, they were all standing somewhere none of them knew. Ancient Greece. “Never speak to me again, Cassius!” They heard before turning and falling into your memory. 

Storming down the hall you had never felt such pain, such anger and betrayal. You felt broken. Your favorite colored shorter toga dress whipped around your thighs as you ran. You didn't even know where you were too, running until your toes hit the water. Then your knees as you start screaming until your throat is raw before sobbing. “Why??”  You cried softly trying to understand how one person could feel so much pain and still be alive. You were thinking that you wish you could just die. That there would never be someone who would understand this pain before feeling warmth wrap around you. Opening your eyes to the most beautiful woman standing before you. Well, she kinda stood before you, she was fuzzy, almost ghost-like. “Don't cry daughter of Lilith, let us take care of this.” As she spoke she tilted her head, the smile on her face taking over a savage edge. As she faded your anger grew, any other feeling gone, any thought besides revenge then death gone. 

Behind you, you heard your name being shouted. By him.. By the man who had betrayed you. The man you had been seeing, giving yourself too. Who you were supposed to marry tomorrow. You had found him out for a stroll with his son.. His son and his wife.. A son and a wife you clearly didn't know about. His face had dropped when his eyes connected with yours, both of your worlds freezing. Because the problem was, he truly did love you. He didn't come from a very wealthy family, so this marriage, he couldn't mess it up. His father would kill him, and probably you. He didnt know what he was going to do or tell you tomorrow. But now he didnt need too, but he had broken your heart in the worst way. He just wanted a moment to try to explain. 

Unfortunately for him, the moment your heart broke, someone powerful stepped in. She had been waiting for you, Lilith. She could feel the impending heart break from hell and knew she had to step in. She didnt feel connected to living women often so when she did, she paid attention. She had grasped and pulled forward the woman she wanted you to be. Allowed you to embrace your rage and take an inhuman amount of power, one you knew without words would kill you. You felt a weird calm, an almost buzzing hot but calm numbness spread across your skin as you stood. Your voice was low, but somehow Cassius heard it. “Get in the water.” 

You heard him stop , could somehow feel him just at the edge as the waves barley lapped the tips of his sandals. “Get in the water”  you repeated your voice deeper than he had ever heard, raspy from crying but carried something.. Something that gave him goosebumps. All the hairs on his hairs and neck standing on end, his guts screaming at him to run. He watched the fingers on your left  run slowly through the water, the setting sun sparklingly off your now useless engagement ring. He audibly gulped as you slowly turned to him, black veins around your eyes and spreading from your finger tips and throat. “Or Ill raise the tide so high..” You looked down at his feet as a slightly larger wave splashed his toes “All of Delos will die..” Looking him in the eyes he jumped, there was a slight glow to your eyes, almost gold mixed with red. He was terrified. 

“Get in the water.” 

Taking a panicked breath he feels water.. Hitting.. His calves? Looking down his panic increases “Wait..” His mind is speeding down any and every possible avenue but its coming up with nothing but fear. Fear so encompassing as he hears you tell him again, and he swears he sees you take a step forward. “Stop” he says in a desperate shout, the waves now up to his knees.  “Stop this.. Please.” he begs as you tilt your head and take another slow step toward him. He sounds so pathetic you think as you ball your hands into fists, his wife stumbling onto the sand as well, pulling their son behind her. She calls out to him, but Cassius cant look away from the woman in front of him. 

Are the veins glowing now? Is your hair? Is it moving, whipping back and forth wildly? You could feel the anger rising, it was an all encompassing avalanche of emotions. Seeing her made all that pain real again, pulled it past the surface, shoved you over your breaking point. A tiny, very small part of you felt bad for the child as you refocused on his father. Turning to look back at him, you have a small evil smirk on your face. Unclenching your hands and raising them slowly to inspect your palms you spoke again. “Ill make tidal waves so profound..” Cocking your head to the other side your eyes flick to the woman who screams Cassius again. The smirk spreads into a full grin “Both your wife and your son will drown.”  

“NO!” He screams anguish, panic, fear its all right there. Suddenly your in his face. The wind harshly blowing around both of you now, your hair flying this way and that in soft caresses across your cheeks and forehead. Your breathing the same air, his anguished puff of air as he tries to find the words, the feelings, the anything to give you to calm you down. To fix this. But he jumps when you next speak, the volume and the venom in your voice scare any half thoughts he had away. “GET IN THE WATER!” Now the waves, they arent small calm waves crashing gently on his legs. 

They are slamming into them, the water up to his hips,  now reaching his wife and sons feet as others gather and panic starts to ensue. People are screaming behind him, but no one will come any closer. The fear and uncertainty was pabable. The smile on your face kept growing, the glow in your eyes now bright and eerie. “GET IN THE WATER!!” You screamed again, taking a step back and turning before spinning back and grabbing his neck with both hands. You were tall for a woman, but Cassius was taller. It was one of things you always loved about him. In your rage  you pulled him to you by his throat. He has no idea how your so steady on your feet. He is rocking back and forth, his sandals being sucked into the sand by retreating water.

Squeezing as you started to pull him with you, stepping backwards. Keeping eye contact, it was controlling, you didnt know how you were doing it. But as you kept talking it was like you were compelling him. Letting go as you spun the two of you around and point out towards the open sea. You were so close your noses were touching, he could feel your lips brush against his as you whispered. “ Dont mistake my threats for bluff. You have lived more than enough..” Cassius knew he was dead, he could feel his body moving against his will. Somehow your whisper shook him to the bone, deeper than anything else had. 

He looked toward his son one last time, mouthed ‘i love you’ as his feet drug him deeper. Without ever looking at his wife, he turned his gaze back to you. He looked at you with such despair, but also understanding. He KNEW he hurt you, he KNEW that you were an outsider. You had come here from one of the tribes on the main land. He knew your gods and his were different. It had never bothered him, but now hes thinking he shouldve listened harder. Shouldve known better. Shouldve loved you correctly.  

Tears streaming down your cheeks, you could feel yourself dying. Whatever that woman had given you was fading. You were running out of time. You wanted to see him die. When he smiled sadly at you and mouthed that he loved you to a violent heat pulsed over you. You felt like you were on fire as you stormed in anger towards him, grabbing his throat again and shoving him down. “GET IN THE WATER!” You scream one last time, before following him with the pull of the waves into the ocean. 

The last thing you remember besides happiness and warmth, was seeing him sinking deeper into the darkness. 

Snapping your fingers you released everyone from your hold. Sir Pentious started to gag, his little egg buddies having passed out or thrown up. Everyone looks shocked, even Alastor is momentarily without his sinister grin. Not even a full breath later, Angel and Husk are badgering you with questions. How did you get the power? Where you a follower in life or was this chance? Is your ex here in hell? That doesnt tell us how powerful you are down here! Charlie at some point rewrapped herself around you and is crying for your broken heart. Your patting her head and smiling while answering all of the questions and showing off little tricks. 

Never noticing the tall dark demon behind you, still slightly stunned.. In what he thinks is.. Awe?

“Hm.. This wont due.”

[ntls-24722]

Glamrock Freddy still hangs out with DJMM despite his awful transformation.

Despite his appearance, DJMM can't bring himself to completely hate this new form - it makes him an amazing singer. It's dumb, but this ability hits for a music man 🤷‍♂️

AWFUL franz kafka djmm lore below the cut ↓

ok so.

The Security Breach cast is turned human. Not sure how, not sure why, They were not born humans but were robots, now turned human. Whatever force that made the rest of the security breach cast (mostly) (by mostly i mean they still have ears and tails and such) human worked on DJMM for awhile, but he is noticably super tiny and doesn't look like himself at all. Even stranger is that he is consumed by this ravenous hunger that, while he satiates this appetite he growsnew arms and gets huge - He has no idea what's going on. The rest of the cast have some animalistic urges but they're generally related to the animal that they are (and in Chica's case, Chica is Chica) but he's having hungry hungry caterpillar bullshit largely unrelated to spiders and as they distance themselves to the plex and get used to human life, DJMM's quickly growing form is now difficult for the rest of them to accommodate. Eventually DJMM grows extremely tired, so he goes to his room for a nap but instead goes into turpor and metamorphizes in his room for 2 months

When he finally wakes up, well???

It's kind of implied that whatever force made them human, due to DJMM's ambiguously "half human, half not human" status, drastically underestimated how human to make DJMM and that's why he eventually ends up like that.

He does not lose sentience, but when he emerges as this horrible naked man that looks an awful lot like how he used to look (but worse), people (particularly, some of the Security Breach cast) begin to treat him as if he had lost his sentience. And... he starts to act like that, too. He stops talking and when he flees, he doesn't bother trying to prove to others that he is, in fact, not some animal.

...

yyyyeaaahhhh . I know. i don't know why i wrote this.

this all was seeded by a hypothetical post i thought i should make one day with anime boy djmm as the first picture and then I'd psyche out anyone who went into the post with bible accurate DJMM/fat old man djmm?

This got combined with this Skinny DJMM ? Where instead of a post psyching people out it'd be a body horror thing of him cracking out of the smaller human djmm design like a cicada? Which, i had mentioned this in tags, but i hadnt mentioned that that concept came to me because of this absolute fucking banger piece of Scarab (fionna and cake) fanart (thank you @lyman-garfiel for showing it to me oh my god)

then i just said that that implied twink djmm was skinny DJMM's larval form? And then with Skinny DJMM's character already being conceptualized (mostly in my head) this all amalgamated into.... five nights at gregor samsa's

i suppose this is an explanation of how i came to this. I don't know if this is an explanation of why i let it come to this

[thoughtfulpaperback]

You know, I've been scrolling through the tags, and I've seen some posts arguing either that Colin never loved Marina or that he did love her and anyone who thinks other ways is being being misogynistic or racist.

And I will say that I agree that we can't overlook the mysogynoir I also think that many people are missing the big picture here: that Colin hasn't been in love at all based on the shows definition of love.

Okay like here me out before everyone jumps down my throat.

I will concede that love is complex. It comes in many forms. While I have never experiences puppy love I don't want to devalue the experience of others who have.

What I am trying to say is that based on how the show defines love in each of its stories. He just hasn't been mature enough to be in love.

Violet tells Daphne that the best match/choice is your best friend. Though each story takes on a different troupe (fake relationship and enemies to lovers) the heart of it is the same. Love is wanting someone who is your friend. Someone who you know well and can share parts of yourself that you don't share with anyone else. Someone who challenges you to grow and you you are willing to be open minded for. Someone you want to stick with even when life is tough. Passion and all that is part of yeah but essentially that is the gist from the main show and Queen Charlotte.

While I personally do think Colin has affection for both Marina and Pen and he knows and liked the idea of love, but He just isn't mature enough to love anyone in that way yet.

He could never have been Marina's best friend not because of the lies but because he hadnt really tried to be. He never seem to actually get to know her. He liked dancing with her and spending time with her but, and forgive me if I'm wrong since it has been a while since I watched it last but Colin didn't seem to ask her her much past the superficial or the rescue attempts.

He had the whole willingness to stick it out with her. And he definitely had the feelings. I don't think its fair to downplay that Colin felt genuine care and infatuation. Maybe it was based on a fantasy more than the reality, but those are still valid feelings.

I do think Colin definitely could have grown to love Marina because if they had gotten married they would have eventually grown to be each other's friends since he cared for her and would be more than eilling to make it work, but that also would depend on whether Marina ever let down her guard and stopped playing the part of wanting to be with him for security reasons (Which I don't think is a crime worth all the hate it gets her).

By the same token, he isn't in love with pen. Again there is genuine care. And Pen for sure loves him. He is one of her best friends, she would do anything for him. She wants to protect him and she sees him in a way no one else does.

Obviously while Colin also matches some of that, he isn't there yet. He cares for Pen, he sees a part of her that no one else does, and he's her friend. But he doesn't actually see all of her yet. And I'm not just taking about the LW thing. But everything that goes with it. She isn't a damsel that needs rescuing or a puppy to coddle. She is capable witty and talented.

He definitely sees some of it, but not enough.

Now again if we are going to talk about the complexities of love and validation of experiences.

Then yes Colin loved Marina and he loves Penelope. Just like Anthony loved Sienna and loves Kate.

Love isn't just one thing or another, and it isn't always equally reciprocated.

But I feel that in the context of the shows idea and presentation of love, Colin has not loved anyone truly and probably won't love Pen right away either because he just hasn't matured enough yet to get it.

I don't think this is a particularly new or insightful thought but hadn't seen yet while i was scrolling.

Also yall who are out here waiting for Marina to die....what the heck. I am someone who likes Phillip x Eloise's story, though I think a lot of that would have to be revamped for the show Eloise if they were going to do it.

I honestly would think that they will move on to Benedict before Eloise. That aside I'm not like out here counting down the moments and anticipating the death of a character...

Jeez. Yall out here posting crap that makes me like not want to admit I liked eloise's book.

But

Liking Phillipe x Eloise is not equal to wanting Marina dead ASAP.

I feel like I shouldn't have to say that but apparently it needs to be said.

That's pretty disgusting, y'all, especially knowing how poorly Ruby Barker has been treated.

Now I know you can feel away about a character and not an actor, but I don't think giving the trolls validation is a good thing.

[vicsnook]

Afterglow | Bob Floyd x Reader

word count: 1059

warnings: insecurity, fluff

song pairing: Afterglow - Taylor Swift

notes: Hey y'all! This is the last part of the Wildest Dreams series (Bob's version). All of my Bob imagines can be read together as one big story so this can be the ending to them too. I'm sorry for putting y'all through it. You can now find all the parts to this and more linked under Bob in my masterlist. Hope y'all have enjoyed this small series and please don't forget to like and reblog!!

I blew things out of proportion, now you're blue

Put you in jail for something you didn't do

Being friends with Bob proved a little harder than you expected. Not being able to say anything when a girl would buy him a drink at the Hard Deck or when he’d show up hungover to work. You knew it was your fault and that he was hurt over you and Jake, no matter how much he insisted he wasn’t.

I pinned your hands behind your back, oh

Thought I had reason to attack, but no

The same insecurity you felt now as Rooster egged him on to ask for the bartenders number was the reason you lost him. He shook his head at Rooster as you hoped he would and glanced your way giving you a half smile. Nat slid next to you and smiled sympathethically. 

Jake was playing pool in front of you. His angry glances every time he was facing you were not missed by anyone. You knew you’d hurt him too and that what he said was bullshit but you couldn't bring yourself to say anything to him. Instead, you looked down every time he looked at you.

Why'd I have to break what I love so much?

It's on your face, and I'm to blame

Staring out the window you cursed yourself for ruining your friendship with Jake and your relationship with Bob. Bob and you were on the mend thankfully but you couldnt lie and say that you didnt miss your friendship with Jake.

Even though you told Nat that what happened between you and Jake was just a stupid mistake. Both of you knew that was far from the truth. You loved both of them but you’d chosen Bob.

You slid off the booth and told Nat you were just going to get some fresh air but she knew that was a lie. The thought of staying until the end of the night just to have to watch Bob leave without you and Jake with another girl made you sick.

It's all me in my head

I'm the one who burned us down

But it's not what I meant

Sorry that I hurt you

But being home just made it worse. Now you were trapped with your thoughts and there was nothing to distract you from the fact that you ruined everything. Even when Bob tried reassuring weeks ago that it wasnt all your fault and both him and Jake had responsability. You hurt everyone and there was no coming back from that.

—

It's so excruciating to see you low

Just wanna lift you up and not let you go

Christmas had snuck up on you but you were too busy with your pity party. Things still hadnt changed between you and Jake but at least Bob and you spoke to each other a lot more outside of work. Accidentally you’d eavesdropped on Nat and Rooster when using their bathroom and found out that Bob would get drunk after seeing you and would put himself down over losing you.

All you wanted was to help him but you were the reason he was hurt in the first place. So you stayed silent and ignored the feeling of wanting to tell him that you felt that way too. Even declining to hang out by using lame excuses.

I lived like an island, punished you with silence

Went off like sirens, just crying

Finally one Friday after work Bob blew up. His blue eyes pleading with you as you declined his invitation to go to the zoo.

“What excuse are you going to use now?” he asked, disappointment filled his features. You were cornered.

“I- I uh, fuck fine. You want to know the truth?” you couldnt lie to him, not when he looked at you like he saw right through you. He nodded yes as you cleared your suddenly dry throat and continued, “Bob, I know about your drinking and I just figured I’d be doing you a favor if I just left you alone to heal. I fucked us all up and I can’t keep hurting you just because you’re too nice to tell me off.”

He stared at you as you took a deep breath and looked away. Feeling his hand grabbing yours it broke you out of your thoughts.

“Peach, I’m not drinking because of you. I’m drinking because I feel like it’s my fault too. I took you for granted when I was away and even missed your birthday. Stop blaming yourself. You avoiding me is hurting me more than if you just told me the truth about how you feel,” he said hurriedly trying to make your eyes meet his. “Trust me if I wanted you to fuck off I would’ve told you,” he said, half-smiling as you finally met this eye.

Tell me that you're still mine

Tell me that we'll be just fine

Even when I lose my mind

“I didnt know that,” you whispered.

“You didn’t let me tell you”

“I thought I’d already lost you and I didnt want to make it worse. I feel like I’m losing my mind” you said, admitting to him what had been haunting you for months.

“You didnt lose me, Peach. I’m still right here. I’ve been trying to get you to give me another chance but I can’t even get you to talk to me outside of work.”

“Another chance?” you asked, unsure if your ears had betrayed you because how could he possibly still want to be with you after everything that happened.

Tell me that it's not my fault

Tell me that I'm all you want

Even when I break your heart

“Yes, Peach. I don’t care about what happened with Jake. I don’t care about any of it all. I just want you. I want us back” he said, you could see the sincerity in his eyes as you tried processing what he had just said. He cupped your face in his hands, pressing his forehead to yours.

“Even after I broke your heart?”

“It was mutual. Now are you coming with me to the zoo on a date or am I going to have to take Payback?”

“Yes” you responded, smiling back at him and following him out to new beginnings.

 

Meet me in the afterglow

taglist: @harperdoodle, @weirdothatwritess, @rosiahills22

[sporesgalaxy]

people participating in fandoms they havent seen the source material for is boggling to me. someone once read a fanfic of mine for a show they had not watched and while I was happy they read it because its the best thing ive written yet it feels Off to me because like. I think my story about a repressed gay guy who gets godlike powers is going to give a somewhat inaccurate view of what happens in lego city adventures

YEAH.....I just. I can never get over how much can be lost without knowing a fan-piece's intertext w the source media. Even the most out-there AU's I've made and enjoyed, I always enjoy them BECAUSE of the conversation they're having with the original work, in the ways things are different and the ways they stay the same. Engaging with only half of that conversation means willingly missing out on cool shit that people put thought into.......why do that 🥺

I always regret it when I read a fanfic for something I AM watching/reading but just havent finished yet, either because I missed some juicy commentary on the source material that I couldn't appreciate at the time, or because I missed the way some parts misaligned with my takeaways from the source, sometimes on a fundamental level that I just hadnt been aware of yet. And like, I still can enjoy fan art and writing for stuff I'm not familiar with, but I always enjoy it with the thought in mind that I'm missing out!!

I guess what Im rambling so much trying to say is that YEAH I just do NOT understand how going into fanworks blind is ENOUGH for anyone to let that be their entire relationship to a piece of fiction, because it is NEVER enough for ME........!!!!! WHERES THE MEAT ON THAT....i just dont understand.....

[ohtobeleah]

No Love Left To Lose // Jake Seresin

Summary: Amilia Fisher left America & Took Jakes heart with her. Now he’s on a mission to get it back along with the love of his life.

Warnings: ANGST. Mentions of depression. Mental health issues, Jake Seresin x OC. Australian OC ( <- warning in & of itself) Tiny little bit of smut. 18+

Word Count: 5.4k

Author Note: If you haven’t giving this series a read—please do, I beg of you. It gives so much more depth to the Series Terms Of Endearment. This is a spin off series to Terms of Endearment. Masterlist

“What do you mean Jakes in Australia?” Chelsea frowned as she slapped her husband's chest to gain his attention. The pair were sound asleep in their bed before Chelsea's phone had rung out into the darkness of the night. 

“I mean he’s here, he showed up at my work Chels.” Amilia sighed as she flopped onto her back onto her bed. A world away from her sister, an entire time zone and country apart. “He’s here in Australia and I don’t know what to do.” A silence fell between the two sisters as Chelsea placed her phone on loudspeaker. 

“Say it one more time, I just work up—“ It was for Payback's sake as he rolled over to draw his wife in closer against his chest. Still half asleep and half naked wondering why his blessing of a wife had slapped him awake: 

“Jake flew to fucking Australia! What are you not getting! What do I do with him!” 

“Woah—!” Reuben sat up as he frowned and looked at the phone as if Amilia was going to come bursting out of the screen in a flurry. “Jakes in Austin?” Jake Seresin had been grounded until he could sort his shit out. It was a spectacle really—Mr best if the best hadnt been able to focus for weeks. He’d never been grounded before. It was a low blow to accept but he knew he needed his wings clipped. He wasn’t focused. He wasn’t trying. He wasn’t able to keep his mind on the task at hand because all he could think about was Amilia. 

Fucking Amilia Fisher and all that she was. 

Jake had told no one of his rather ostentatious plan to fly to the land down under on a mission of his own. He told no one except for his niece. Little Odette Bradshaw, she kept her lips sealed tight about the not so carefully thought out plan. 

“Well he clearly got lost on his way out to the back of bloody bum fuck Reuben because he’s here!” As the tears in Amilias eyes welled over and spilled down her cheeks she took a deep breath in to try and compose herself. It was too late. She was a goner. “WHO TOLD HIM TO COME HERE!?” 

“I don’t think anyone did hun—“ Chelsea looked at her husband with worry woven into the lines on her face. Payback mimicked his wife’s worry as he rolled over to reach out for his own phone, texting the group to see what the hell was going on. 

Payback: “Hangman’s in Australia, not Austin—“ 

“What are you yelling about?” There was no knock, no heads up, no warning to let Amilia know her flatmate was entering her room. Inez just did as she pleased. There wasn’t anything she could see that would surprise her anymore and she knew for certain Amilia wasn’t bringing home any guys anytime soon. It felt like she’d only just been able to get the poor girl off the couch. “I was asleep—“

“Chelsea I gotta go.” Amilia sighed as she said goodbye to her sister and looked to Inez who just stood there in her pajamas in the middle of the room in the middle of the damn day. “I need to be checked into a mental health facility.” 

“What’s wrong?” Inez Bayliss had two personalities, she was a lover and a fighter. If you were ever lucky enough to be loved by Inez then you knew you had someone on your side, always. “What’s going on?” 

“Jake showed up at work.” Amilia looked up at the ceiling as she laid flat on her back sprawled on her half made bed. “He’s here Nez—he’s here in Port.” The relisation hit Inez hard as she rubbed her eyes and yawned. She’d only just worked up, she had three night shifts in a row and knew she’d be pulling overtime due to staff shortages. The duo had tagged teamed at the front door that same morning. Inez was on her way in from finishing and Amilia was on her way out for her six am class. “He’s here and I don’t know what to do.” 

“Oz I say this with all the love in my heart yeah?” Inez straddled her flatmate's waist and placed her hands on her shoulders, she looked Amilia dead in the eyes after months of worrying and helping Amilia slowly and painstakingly put herself back together again. “He is not the love of your life! He’s literally just a guy! Hit him with your car!”

“I can’t hit him with my car Inez—“ Amilia sighed as she cupped her hands over her face as her flatmate dismounted. “He wants to talk so I said he could come over while you were at work.” 

“Oh I’m sorry, I thought this guy was the guy who up and got married!” It was a blinding fact Inez couldn’t move past. Amilia had been doing okay for someone who’d just broken up with their boyfriend of two years and moved halfway across the world. But when she heard the news that Jake Seresin had up and got hitched? She fell into a bottomless pit of depression and utter despair she couldn’t claw her way out of. 

What had been so wrong with her that Jake never hinted at the idea he wanted more—and what had been so right about this other woman that made him want to marry her so quickly all the while Amilia was still trying to paper-masha herself back together post Jake. 

Amilia Fisher didn’t move from the lounge for three consecutive days. She didn’t change out of her pajamas, she didn’t eat, she didn’t sleep. All she did was watch old reruns of lost and block people out of her life. Starting with Jake and ending with you. Inez had come home from visiting her parents in Foster to find her flatmate rotting away with a broken heart. Dehydrated and the shell of her former self. 

“Apparently he got annulled—“ Amilia finally found it inside herself to sit up. “He wants to talk about everything, thought if I just let him say what he needs to say then he can leave and I can move on with my life and let go.” 

“Oz—I love you, so much.” Inez held a hand over her heart as she looked at Amilia with concern woven into the lines on her face. “But that man ruined you, he broke you in ways I’ve never seen a woman broken before.” She wasn’t wrong, Jake had really done a number on poor Amilia. “Are you really gonna let the guy who broke your heart so badly back in the minute he shows up?” 

Jake had been Amilias best friend, he was her light, her everything. She really did believe she’d found her soulmate. After everything they’d been through, after all the memories they created and the laughter they shared she thought she’d found her person. But when the effort slowly faded and suddenly it was just Amilia left holding the relationship together, it was just easier to let go than hold on. 

“No—no I’m not.” 

“Good!” Inez couldn’t have been more delighted if she tried as she got of Amilias bed. She had a disdain for Jake Seresin the American Aviator she’d never had the displeasure of meeting.“He’s not worth your time, your energy, your love, your empathy Amilia.” 

“He was, once.” Was all Amilia managed to reply before she broke, the dam had cracked and tears spilled from her lash line as she sobbed into the palms of her hands. “I love him so much It fucking hurts.” There's a hell at the bottom of the well where Amilia drowns to herself and the drugs won't help. She swims in her troubles but she’s not Michael Phelps. She drowned in the emotions she can’t bring herself to regulate. 

“Amilia you aren’t gonna wanna hear this babe because it’s kinda harsh and you’re a little bitch of an emotional wreck—“ Inez was a no bullshit friend. She said it like it was and never stopped herself from speaking the truth no matter how badly someone could get hurt. She wasn’t a victim in any sense of the word and she was never able to play one. She was a fiercely protective friend, the kind Amilia needed when she was so broken and lost. “But he was meant to hurt you.” Inez sighed as she sat back on her flatmate's bed. “And you were always supposed to sit in your pain for a while. Not because you deserved it or as a form of punishment or anything—but because it was the only way that you could shake that old version of you that actually thought the bare minimum could ever be considered effort.” 

“Nez—“ 

“Nah bitch let me finish.” Inez shook her head as Amilia sat up, her shoulders couldn’t have been more slouched. 

“You needed this pain to wake you the fuck up. Because if you didn’t? You’d never grow and become the person that you’re supposed to be and that person is the person who’s going to get everything they’ve ever asked for their entire life.” 

Amilia knew Inez didn’t have an awful lot of people in her life that she could call if she was ever in a bad situation. But regardless, Amilia knew that if she ever needed someone—Inez would be there without question and without hesitation. So as Amilia wiped her tears she asked Inez something she’d always wondered herself. 

“Why don’t you let people see the good in you Nez?” Inez grew up in a not so great household. She had an older brother in prison and a younger sister in juvenile detention. Her mother was a high functioning alcoholic and her father was a narcissist. But regardless she loved them, but growing up in that environment makes you build strong walls. 

“Because when people see good they expect good.” Inez replied with a tight lipped smile. “And I don’t know about you Oz but I don’t wanna have to live up to anyone’s expectations.” The conversation died after that, Inez saw it as her time to leave. She stood with a smile and turned back to Amilia when she made it to the doorway. “Don’t let that cunt back into your life.” She pointed. “You give him hell.” 

***~***~***~***~***~***~***

After Inez left later that same afternoon for her shift, Amilia found herself perched at the small round dining table doing up her clients' programs for the next day. She only had a handful to do—which she was pretty thankful for. She couldn’t keep her mind straight to save her soul. 

Just as she was settling into a rhythm, Amilias phone dinged beside her. She couldn’t help but to stare at the contact she hadn’t seen pop up on her loco screen for a few months now. She’d changed it before she eventually ended up blocking it and evidently un blocking earlier in the day. 

Jake: “I’m out the front.” 

Jake: “At least I think I am.” 

Immediate regret sets in the second Amilia knows Jakes at the gate. But regardless she stands and pads out of the house and into the front courtyard. Her heart sinks into her stomach when she sees Jake standing at the front gate with a bouquet of flowers in his grasp. 

“Hangman—“ She sends him a tight lipped smile that’s clearly forced. Jake knows because Amilia has a toothy grin that’s the light of his entire life. If she was really happy to see him she would have shown her true smile. “You look, good.” She didn’t know what else to say but as soon as the words left her mouth she knew a simple hello could have sufficed. 

Jake waited and watched as Amilia unlocked and opened the gate for him. She stepped aside to let him by and quickly closed and locked it behind him. She had a bad habit of leaving the damn thing unlocked. 

“These are for you.” Jake gestured to the flowers in his hand before holding them out for Amilia to take. “They kinda reminded me of the ones you got me for my birthday.” Amilia remembered that day well. She’d gotten Jake flowers so he wouldn’t end up another statistic—she didn’t want his only flowers to be the ones he received to be the ones at his funeral. But as she stared down at the bouquet that now resided in her hand, she didn’t really give a shit if Jake ever received flowers again. 

“Sweet.” Amilia didn’t know what to say, this felt wrong, awkward—like she was inviting someone she didn’t know into her home. Her safe space. “Uh—come in. You want a coffee? Tea?” She asked nervously, Jake had once been someone she shared her thoughts and feelings with. Someone she told her biggest secrets and opened up to. Now he was just a memory. A reminder of all the things that were wrong with Amilia Fisher. 

“You got something a little stronger?” Jake chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Amilia was the only woman who’d ever made him feel weak in the fucking knees. Now more so than ever before. 

“How about gin?” Gin was Amilias hard liquid of choice. It was her spirit. Some people liked vodka, some like whiskey—but Amilias was gin. Jake nodded along as he followed Amilia into her humble abode. “I could use a drink—“

“Gin sounds great.” Jake felt his feet freeze in the little entryway of Amilias home, in all the time he’d known her he’d never been to her home. It was always his country and his home and his friends' houses. Now the tables had turned and suddenly Jake wasn’t the same overly confident, broad shouldered man he claimed to always be. “Woah, this feels—weird.” 

“Don’t mind the mess, Inez is a bit of a lounge lizard when she’s on night shifts.” Amilia sighed softly as she made her way into the living room still holding the flowers Jake had given her to fix up a few of the throw pillows and lounge blankets. The same pillows and blankets she’d cried on for days on end when she’d heard of Jake's holy matrimony. “Make yourself at home and I’ll get you that gin.” 

Jake looked around tentatively, he took notice especially to the photo frames that littered the top of the book nook. There were photos of Amilias life pre her American soul searching trip. Jake could tell by the way her hair looked a little lighter and a hell of a lot shorter than what he’d known it to be. But then there were photos post Jake too. He saw one of you and Rooster at the Hard Deck–standing on top of the bar doing shoeys. He saw one of You and Amilia with little Odette sitting between you in the park, ice-cream in hand melting down her little digits. There was even one of Amilia with Bob's brother Rhett. The two had a love-hate relationship but they were pretty content with one another's presence in each other's lives. 

But something that really crushed Jake was that in all the photos that timestamped Amilia, he was nowhere to be seen. He was erased from her life with such ease it physically hurt his heart as it raised in his chest. 

“So–” Amilia made her presence known as she handed Jake his drink. He took it with a soft smile that faded within seconds. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. The scathing phone call he’d received a few hours prior from you on the opposite side of the world should have told him that much. But standing in the bitter silence of Amilias living room it solidified the fact. “What's her name?”

“Sorry?” Jake asked as he watched Amilia sit. She nursed her glass in both her hands as she pressed her knees together. 

“Your ex-wife.” God it sounded pathetic coming out of her mouth, but she couldn't not ask. Amilia needed to know for her own sanity what the woman's name was that was every bit better than her. “What's her name?” Jake didn't answer straight away, he took a swing of the clear liquid that burned as it went down but felt warm and inviting at the same time. 

“Ellie–” There was a time when Amilia liked the name Ellie, it was delicate and carried an innocence about it. Ellie was a name that felt light and endearing– a term of endearment all on its own in some cases. But now she couldn't stand it. 

“Pretty name.” 

“I didn't come here to talk about her.” Jake replied sharply as he sat beside Amilia, she shuffled away to put a little space between the two of them and Jake had to refrain from reaching out to slide her back towards him. “I came here to see you, to tell you I messed us up, to say–” 

“Don't–” Amilia willed Jake not to say what she knew he was going to say as she looked anywhere but at him. Jake didn't listen, he ventured on. 

“To say I love you, wholeheartedly.” Jake, with all his good graces and his ability to affect Amilia in so many ways–reached out to turn her chin his way. He made her look him in the eye when he told her he loved her because he’d never needed her to hear something so desperately before in his life. “I love you, I never stopped loving you.” Amilia could have looked into Jake's emerald green eyes for all eternity if she allowed herself. But she couldn't, she wouldn't let him hurt her again. She deserved so much better than he could give her. 

“Well I don't love you.” It was the biggest lie she ever told. Ever. “So I guess you came all this way for nothing.” Amilia finished her drink as she kept eye contact with Jake who just sat there like she’d shot him with an arrow through the heart. “I'm better off without you in my life, I know that now and whatever we were, whatever you made me believe we were or whatever bullshit you're playing now, it won’t work because I know I'm better off without you.” 

“I know you don't mean that.” It could very well have been denial or it could have been the bravado kindly sponsored by the small amount of liquor, But Jake reached out to grab Amilias wrist as she stood. “Don't lie to me about what we were, what we are.” Jake had never seen the look Amilia gave him before. She was dumbfounded, completely and utterly taken aback by what Jake had just said as he stood to meet her. “Amilia, please–” 

“YOU GOT MARRIED!? Are you dying of dementia!?” Amilia snapped as she shoved at Jake's chest and walked out of the living room. Empty glass in hand as he followed quickly behind her. “God you made it blatantly obvious that I wasn't enough for you and as if that wasnt hard enough to take on the fucking chin YOU GOT MARRIED!” 

“I DIDN'T MEAN TO!!” Amilia snatched the empty glass from Jake's hand as he followed her into the kitchen. She needed to keep her hands busy so she didn’t punch the love of her life in his perfect face. “It all happened so fast and I got caught up and it just–” There wasn’t an excuse under the sun that Jake could have given to make the situation any better. 

“For fucks sake Seresin how do you not mean to get married, its a commitment!” Amilia growled as she placed the two empty glasses of gin in the sink before she turned around. “It's a lifelong commitment to someone you love! Someone you're meant to cherish that you’re gonna be there no matter what and I clearly wasn't that person for you no matter how desperately I wanted to be!” 

In her kitchen Amilia let everything that she’d been bottling up for months out. She’d gone no contact with Jake one week after she’d reached out to wish him all the best with his marriage. It hurt less to block him from her life than it did to pretend she was happy for him. Because she couldn't have been further from happy for him. 

“It should have been you though–” Jake sighed as he softened his gaze and took a tentative step closer to where Amilia stood against the kitchen bench. “It was always supposed to be you Amilia and I'm sorry it took me so long to figure that out.” Jake tried to bite his tongue, he tried to be the bigger person. But he had a bone to pick. “But you left me, Oz–you left me.” Amilia couldn't believe what she was hearing. “You left me to come back here and yeah, I fucked up and I regret everything but you arent innocent in all this!” 

“I HAD NO FUCKING CHOICE TO LEAVE YOU! BECAUSE YOU WOULDNT COME WITH ME!” Amilia spat as she clenched her jaw as tight as she could and lunged forward. Jake caught her wrist in his hands before she could beat them against his chest in a flurry of emotion. She still tried to though. “Don't you dare act like I didn't fight for you because I did–so hard and for a long time Jake so please, forgive me if that now that were over I'm exhausted and I’m done with your bullshit lies and your half hearted efforts and your inability to understand that you broke me!” 

Amilia broke free of Jake's grasp on her and he felt like his entire world was collapsing around him for the second time. You told Jake to his face he was a fool—a damn fool for letting the love of his life leave the way she did. Standing in Amilias kitchen with the bright fluorescent light shining down on him, illuminating all his flaws, Jake had never felt more like that fool. You were right. You were always fucking right and he hated that. 

“What do I have to do for you to believe that I'm sorry?” Jake pleaded, he was starting to lose control of all that was keeping him grounded. He couldn't leave it like this, he couldn't go back to San Diego without the love of his life and he couldn't go back to work when all he could think about was Amilia and her infectious laugh. Amilia with her fiery attitude and her beautiful smile that could like up the darkest corner of hell. Jake couldn’t eat, he couldn't sleep, he couldn't think and he was convinced that hell would freeze over before he gave up on Amilia. “Tell me, right here right now what I need to do and I'll do it, I'll do anything Oz.” 

But there was nothing Jake could do. 

“I don't want you to do anything—“ Amilias voice had softened as tears began to stream freely down her cheeks. “I don't wanna fix what's broken, I just need you to leave–please.” Then came the silence. The deafening and oh so thick silence choked whatever Jake had left to say right from his throat. This wasn't supposed to end like this. “Before you do go through I want you to know that I'm never going to put the same energy into someone like I did for you.” Amilia smirked through her tears as she chuckled to herself for a moment. She felt pathetic. “I spent countless hours during some pretty lonely nights thinking about what I could have done to make myself better for you.” Jake couldn’t breathe, he stepped forward and Amilia didn't budge. She held her ground and puffed her chest and looked up at Jake as he tilted his chin down. “I wanted to show you how much I cared about you and the love I had for you.” The gap was barely existent. “Those same fucking nights slowly started turning into darkness, I started overthinking and suddenly I’d convinced myself that I wasn’t good enough for you and thats why, after two years of giving you every ounce of me that I could, you married some woman called Ellie that I know nothing about yet everything I need.”

“I never stopped loving you Amilia–” Jake barely spoke above a whisper as he reached out to hold Amilias tear stained cheeks in the palms of his hands. “I didn't, I promise, please–I should have tried harder, I should have shown you how much I loved you more. Everyday, because I did and I do.” All Amilia did was close her eyes and shake her head in the gentle hands of the man she loved half to death. 

“All you ever did was show me how easy it was to forget about me Jake–“

“That’s not true and you know it.” Jake's grip tightened as Amilia sobbed more violently in his grasp. “That’s not true, I love you, I love you so much.” She wanted to hear those words for so long that now she was hearing them they sounded fake and unrealistic. Jake didn’t love Amilia. He couldn’t. No one could and if anything Jake had proven that. 

“You replaced me like nothing ever happened, like I never existed when all I ever wanted was for you to feel like you mattered, and that your existence has an impact.” 

“Amilia—“

“It’s so abundantly clear that you didn’t appreciate me enough and because of that you have fucking changed me Seresin! You changed me forever! I will never love someone like I fucking love you and I need you to go—“ 

“No.” Jake shook his head as tears spilled down his own cheeks. He couldn’t let go. “I’m not leaving.” If tensions weren’t already high they were now. “I’m in love with you Amilia and I’m not leaving.” 

“I’m not asking you, I'm telling you.” Amilia whaled as Jake held her close. “Get out of my house! Get out of my life!” She was losing the last tiny bit of strength and will power she had left. “Leave me alone to put myself back together!” 

“You said you love me.” And Jake saying that broke the camel's back. Amilia had no more willpower left, she had nothing left to say as her walls crumbled from steel beams she hadn’t bolted down yet. 

“I do! I do love you!” Amilia explained before she crashed her lips against Jakes in a fit of anger. “But I hate you more.” She made sure to say before her arms wrapped around Jake's neck as he leaned in and kissed her back just as feverish. The bench was right there—right behind the small of Amilias back as the two of them stumbled around just trying to feel one another for the first time in over nine months. “I missed you so much—“ 

“I missed you so bad.” Jake replied as he followed Amilias lead. He knew that he’d follow her anywhere now if she’d asked him to. He’d walk on all fours and bend over backwards to her every whim. Amilia was the love of Jake's life. His only love. “I love you.” 

“Say it again.” Amilia begged as she pulled Jake down on top of her as they fell to the lounge. Neither one of them could blame this heated exchange on the alcohol they’d consumed. It wasn’t nearly enough. “Jake—“ 

“You’re the love of my life.” It was wishful thinking, but as Jake ground his hips down against Amilias and kissed her with so much love and passion, he willed her to say it back. “Tell me you love me too.” 

Amilia didn’t say a word as she worked to unbuckle the button that kept Jake's jeans snug around his hips. She used her tongue as a distraction as she unzipped the zipper and manoeuvred her hand inside his pants, palming him off slowly as he let soft whimpers escape into Amilias mouth. 

She couldn’t say it back. Amilia should've never let Jake enter her front door.

“Amilia say it baby—“ Jake pleaded as he removed her shirt—noticing the tears beginning to well in her eyes. It’s crazy when you're loveswept, you'd do anything for the one you love. 

“Shut up and fuck me Seresin before I change my bloody mind.” Anytime that Jake needed Amilia she was there. It was like he was her favorite drug. The only problem was that she was using Jake in a different way than he was using her. But now that she knew that it wasn’t meant to be, she had to be strong for herself and wean herself off of him. 

“Okay—“ Jake conceded. It was a batter he would have to fight another day. For now though he’d do anything Amilia Fisher asked of him. “Where’s your room?” He asked through rash kisses and hips that rutted against one another. 

“Upstairs—“ Amilia moaned as Jake trailed hot, needy and lustful kisses down your supple neck. Jake was the knight in shining armor in Amilias movie. He used to put his lips on hers and love the aftertaste but now? He was a ghost. He could call her name and Amilia would look right through him. 

She was the reason Jake was all alone and masturbated. 

“Okay.” Jake groaned as he picked Amilia up. She was quick to attach her lips back to his as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. Clinging to her ex like he was her life support. “I’ve got you—“ Jake had been trying to fix his pride but that shit was broken. He tried to lie to everyone around him. He’d lie and say he was fine, that he was okay, that he wasn’t just barely getting through each day. 

He’d lie and pretend that he wasn’t at an all time low. 

But he was. So was Amilia—they were both insufferable to all those around them because they didn’t have each other. And couldn’t admit their own flaws, mistakes, failures. But as articles of clothing disappeared and moans echoed off the walls of Amilia bedroom, all those faults disappeared for a while. They turned to dust and became distant memories as Jake and Amilia remembered what it was like to be together. 

“This doesn’t me anything—“ Amilia whispered as she rode Jake into the night. His hands gripped at her hips and palmed at his call sign tattooed deep into Amilias skin. “Not a thing.” 

“Just sex.” Jake groaned as he felt his high approaching. “Means nothing—Ohh fuck!” His head flew back against the pillows that smelt like Amilia. Her hair, laced with raspberries and juniper. 

“I’m close, please—“ Amilia begged. She didn’t need to be loved by Jake Seresin. She wanted to be though, will all her being. With fire in her lungs she couldn’t bite the devil on her tongue. “I don't need to be loved by you!” 

“But you are.” Jake fucked deep into Amilia as he pressed his heels into her mattress and pulled her forward. “You are loved by me—cum.” With his hands on her waist, she knew she’d never be replaced again. Fire ripped through Amilia, her orgasm set her nerves alight. It was like a rocket through her chest, Jake Seresin made her think that the whole world was about to end. 

“Ohhh god yess—!” She didn’t  know where the night was going, but Jake knew that Amilia and him had sparked something as he came deep inside her fluttering core. “Jake—“ 

“I’m here, I’m right here.” There were so many things that Amilia was afraid of, but right now she wasn’t scared of anything. It was ten thirty at night and for the first time in a long time she could feel Jakes strong and loving arms around her. 

She would let them drown her in memories of the past. 

“This doesn’t mean we’re something Seresin.” Amilia was sure to remind Jake as she let herself fall to his side. Immediately Jake pulled her close. “But you can stay, if you want.” 

“I wasn’t hoping you’d say that.” Jake was quick to kiss Amilias forehead as she hummed at his affection. 

“Why’s that?” There was a moment where Jake thought he shouldn’t say, but he settled on pure honesty. Hoping that it would win him the love of his life back sooner rather than later. 

“Because I never did booked that hotel.” 

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[polyhexian]

Does Hunter have any mental crisis where hes fleeing to the woods in Martlet Heart later on? You said his self harmful habits and attempt were canon generally across most of the timelines and we see how it plays out in Agony and Eventually

Oh fuck. Does Hunter have a suicidal meltdown in MH.

My immediate thought is no, he's happy in this timeline! But at the same time- depression doesn't really care if you have a good life or not, it's not entirely dependent on external factors. so I think the greater question is, does hunter suffer from chemically caused depression or purely environmental depression?

I like to think MH hunter also has a much better support structure to rely on, and when faced with the compulsion to panic or break down he actually has a family he trusts and relies on. But panic can cloud rationality too.

MH hunter still HAS trauma. Just a lot less. But he remembers the time he got kidnapped. He's seen his dad in some pretty horrifying positions. He's also unfortunately had a lot of adultification thrust upon him by his dad's illness. I show it in permission to bleed especially how he and all the other kids immediately take charge when he has a break down; the adults in the situation. Hunter takes the caregiver role without question. That leaves it's own scars.

I don't know if hunter HAS a big episode like the other timelines. I did actually have an event in mind where an adult hunter, one no longer living at home but off with Willow, sort of confronts those scars for the first time. He had a happy childhood so it's hard to really consider that there WERE still unfair parts of it. But at some point the unfairness IS going to settle in, that he should never have needed to do things like that, he should never have needed to feel afraid his dad was going to panic and run away or hurt someone, or that someone might kill him for who his dad was, he never should have needed to come to terms with what his dad had done, either. I don't think anyone has a perfect childhood, there will always be wounds and they always need to be confronted eventually. Some are just worse than others. And MH hunters in the grand scheme of things are not all that bad. But they still exist.

In my head he paces around his living room for hours thinking about it before his dad comes over to he goes over there and he gets it out of his system and lets himself get mad about it, vents out all that poison that's building up in his gut. I shouldn't have had to take care of you when I was a kid. I shouldnt have needed to call your therapist or talk you down. I should have had to tell you it was okay when it wasn't, pretend I wasn't scared when I was. And all that is true. And I think he ends it with something along the lines of "maybe you SHOULD have let Darius or Eda or alador raise me instead." He's hurt and he's mad and he hasn't even thought about this long enough or hard enough to mean it. But he says it anyway and storms off. And obviously he regrets it. He spends the whole night miserable and unable to sleep and wishing he hadnt said any of that. And he gets up that morning and goes straight to his parents house and knocks on the door and a very tired Darius answers it and is immediately sourly like ah. Hunter. And hunter is like I know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. And Darius is like. Hey man you're an adult and I'm treating you like one. That was irresponsible and unkind and not the way I raised you. Youre right and it's not fair, but it is what it is and it's not fair to him either. You know how much you mean to him and you know you can't talk to him like that or it's going to be super dangerous for him. I expect better of you. And hunter just feels awful! And he's like I know. I'm sorry. Can I come in and apologize? And darius is like. No. He hasnt done anything but sob since you left and he hasn't even let me in the room yet. I'm sorry but you will have to come back later. And he closes the door and just leaves hunter out there feeling like absolute shit before going home to cry to his wife about being a big poopy asshole and it's not like. For a whole extra day before he can come back over and say hes sorry and jasper literally has not slept or eaten in two days because he's been so distraught. But, like. Really character growth that he stayed in bed sobbing jnstead of teleporting away for once, so theres that at least.

[kindnessisweakness2]

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Unclipping the helmet on his head, Jax smiled wide at the massive group of people. All the women and children greeting their men home. It felt good to see. This is what kept them grounded. This is what kept them fighting to come home. Family. Kissing his mom on the cheek, he wrapped her in a tight hug. "How's the baby? Does Neeta still have him?" He spoke quietly. He was reluctant to mention Abel. Only the people closest to the club knew about the little boy dumped by his mother just months earlier. He wanted him protected. Distanced. No one could use him as leverage then. He didn't want his son to have a chaotic upbringing. He wanted to give him the stability he never seemed to have. Gemma smirked at her son. "Actually he's here. Where he should be." Jax's stomach dropped. What the fuck did his mom think she was going? Emily didn't know about him. God this was gonna make her run for the fucking hills. Before he could say anything to her, Gemma pointed over by the boxing ring. Turning around his heart nearly jumped into his mouth at the sight. There she was. Emily cradled Abel against her chest as she rocked from side to side, soothing the now wide awake baby. She was talking to Chibs but the care she showed Abel was clear. His head was tucked into her neck as his hand gripped one of her fingers. He was obviously comfortable with her. "He's been with her all day. She had him in his baby sling as he wouldn't let her put him down." Jax's eyes widened at the realisation that she clearly didn't care about his secret son. His mother wouldn't let just anyone take Abel. Without another word Jax made his way over to the woman he couldn't get out of his mind.

Emily laughed as Chibs asked if she had made the food. "Oh no Gemma's been all over that. Ive been kept well away from the kitchen." The disappointment that flashed across his face made her smile. "But if you can forgive me just this once I might drop off a big tray of that Lasagne you loved so much." Chibs blew her a kiss. "You're forgiven love." Emily rolled her eyes at how dramatic he was but she really did love it. It made her feel good how much they liked her. She guessed the saying a way to a man's heart is through his stomach must really be true. She felt Abel start to squirm against her chest. Just as she was about to lift him from the sling she heard his voice. "I'll take him, darlin." Feeling a shiver run down her spine she turned to face the man she missed more than she thought she would. Smiling at him she gently passed Abel over to him. She didn't know how it was possible but the sight of Jax holding a baby made him 10× more attractive. Unclipping the baby sling she placed it onto one of the many tables and grabbed a cold beer for Jax. Opening it she handed it over to him and took a seat on the side of the boxing ring. "Back in one piece as promised. What's my prize?" Jax questioned as he took a seat next to her. Reaching across stroking Abel's cheek Emily grinned at him "What do you want?" Looking up at him Emily felt the noise of everyone else melt away. It's felt like it was only the three of them. "What if I said you?" Jax looked her dead in the eyes as he spoke. He watched her get red and shock cross her face. Emily's heart pounded so hard she thought it was going to jump from her chest. Her? No. Not her. There was so much they hadnt talked about. So much was complicated.

Fuck it was the only thing she could think. She deserved to be happy. And since she met him, Jax genuinely made her happy.

Leaning up till her lips brushed his, Emily threw caution to the wind and kissed him. Jax tightly held Abel with one arm while his other lifted to cup her cheek. Fireworks. As cliche as it sounded that was the only way that Emily could describe it. This. This feeling was what she was missing with Noah. Jax melted into her completely. God, he'd never felt anything like it before. Not even with Tara. She was addictive. He'd never be able to get enough.

Her phone ringing pulled them apart. Still red and flustered she answered the phone as soon as she saw Oswalds number. Worry filled her stomach straight away. "Emily, Zeus has bitten Jake. I need you at the yard now." Emily jumped up grabbing her car keys. "Eliott I swear there's more to this. I trained that dog myself. He's a fucking perfect dog." At the sound of Eliotts name the club boys turned all their attention to Emily. "Well you best come down and see for yourself. He'll have to be destroyed, I can't take the risk." Emily seethed as she paced back and forth. "I'm on my way. No one touches him till I get there. Promise me that atleast."

Once Eliott agreed, Emily started running towards her car. "Em?" Cara shouted in question. "It's Zeus I've got to go!" Without hesitation Jax passed Abel to his mom running to his bike to follow Emily. Before she knew it Emily was speeding out of Teller Morrow, Jax, Chibs, juice and Cara in tow.

[yin-shimo]

Collective (and final) Post

- because I'll be deleting the previous posts and hoping this singular one is good enough for everyone.

Let's get the biggest issue out of the way,

Yes, I am a proshipper and no i don't care how you feel about it. As always, please feel free to block me now and not bother to read the rest, its the reason i was open about being one in the first place.

I never cared i was banned from yoonie's server. i never talked in it and i wasn't there to make friends. I was in there solely to see if they said anything about me and yeah they did. You can go crazy and call me a stalker for that too, I get it. What they said is irrelevant (such as my cc, i don't know why its made out to seem like im upset abt that..) to why im upset, i just disliked them viewing my account like stalkers even tho none followed or liked me. Thats it. I would have never called out names etc if yoonnie hadnt vague posted me.

secondly, for all the csa and sa mentions and me supposedly posting weird ships or whatever. Please, please actually scroll through my account and show me where i have EVER talked about any ships (aside from wx), posted images abt the topic, or anything similar.

while youre at it, please show me where it was that i failed to tag such 'problematic' nsfw posts. you do know i only tag them with #xian: spice, my oc tags and occasionally #simspice, right? My pinned says im an 18+ blog, my description says 18+ only, how many warnings are expected of me?

next, where and when did i ever interact with anyone, especially from that clique, that made them so uncomfortable? it couldnt be in yoonie's server. i didnt talk about my self or interests and no one ever posted in the nsfw channel of my own server when it existed. so again, it couldnt be there either. I dont even interact with minors on discord or tumblr!

please, please understand that i KNOW there are many many topics people arent comfortable with (i have some too) and theyre 100% valid! especially to block/unfollow me for! Aside from one recent render, I have never posted anything worth a CW (and the render is properly tagged with #cw: implied abuse) and if i do again, it will always have the proper CW. I am not trying to trigger anyone.

If somehow, my pfp, description, etc, is enough to trigger you, please please just stay away from my account for your own sake. and the yarichin argument is weak and only proves the people so uncomfortable and 'triggered' by me apparently still look at my page and saw my current pfp lol

the only post that will be left is the ask i answered showing how harmful corona 'jokes' are towards all asians whether theyre chinese or not