#i swear i wont just talk about my job all the time but im so pleased to see my stuff make it out in one peice!

[sennamaticart]

The first batch of slip-trailed stoneware crocks I worked on at my job have made it out of the salt kiln! The potters made the vessels on the wheel and handed them off to me to design!

[weemswife]

Secret love

Avis Amberg x female reader

A/N: this one is a long time coming really a lot of doubts and struggling but here it is. It's messy and all and i remind that english is NOT my first language but i did my absolute best with this one and any feedback is always welcome and i wont be writing fics with detailed smut since i dont apparently feel comfortable to do so, special thanks to @chiefofmilfs for endless support. Enjoy💋

Warnings: 18+ mention of sex and cursing

WC: 2127

It was a rainy night, you were working late as hell once again because when you are the personal assistant of the head of a production company you might as well say goodbye to other things in your life.

Yes, your boss the mighty Avis Amberg who took over the studio after her late husband Ace passed away 2 years ago. The studio has been thriving and so were your feelings for Avis. But could you act on them of no no absolutely not.. you knew it and all your fellow co-workers knew it.. but you couldn't just help it, after starting only as a little intern for Avis before her husband died you were head over heels for her since the day one and soon after Ace was gone Avis knew that she needed you more and promoted to you to become her personal assistant..

But back to this one rainy night, it had been raining for 2 hours straight and there seemed to be no end to it.. everyone else had already left but you usually didn't dare to leave before Avis did in case she needed your help..

Sitting on the couch 'working' you kept glancing at the clock and then at Avis, a silent plea that she would notice you and ask what you needed, because as normally there were no more buses to take you home.. you couldn't walk either because you would get wet and then sick and that was a big no and also you didn't want to take a taxi alone..

“What do you need?” The question that snapped you out of your thoughts, Avis had obviously noticed your glancing.

“Nothing..” you lied answering with a quiet voice

“Don't lie to me, pretty girl.. i know you better than that and i'm asking you again.. what do you need?” There was a hint of sterness in her voice

“I.. umm i was just thinking could you maybe drive me home tonight.. please?” You asked knowing that you should talk to her with more confidence but your ongoing crush on her made you still feel like a little mouse while talking to her.

“Of course i can, don't you worry about it.” Avis answered without even lifting her gaze from the paperwork in front of her.

You both worked for an hour more before Avis started to pack her stuff together and you went to help her. After everything was gathered you helped her in her leopard printed coat and took her bag and your own to carry on your shoulders. Avis went to do her usual check up around the studio before you both left and she locked the studio. You both walked to her car and with your free hand you held an umbrella over her even for a short distance because you knew that she hated when her curls got wet. When you got into her car you didn't say a word when Avis pulled to the driveway.

She knew where you lived, having driven you home a couple times before during the years.

You flinched when you felt her hand on your thigh.

“I have seen you looking at me, young girl, dont think that im blind.” Avis said while keeping her eyes on the road and one hand on the steering wheel, the other one on your thigh.

You were too stunned to speak and before you even got a word out she continued.

“Do you have a crush on me or something? Do you like older women? Someone who can control you all they want huh?” She asked while giving your thigh a firm squeeze before pulling her hand away.

You tried to get an answer out of your mouth, never before feeling so humiliated and embarrassed.

“I.. i umm i have had a crush on you since i started working for you.. but i swear i would have never acted on it i promise.. please dont fire me please i love this job” you whined.

Avis smirked knowingly feeling a hint of victory after getting you to confess. Since her husband died she had only satisfied her.. needs with the so called dreamland boys or Ernie before he and Ellen got together. But Avis was getting bored with the guys, of course they satisfied her needs well enough, they were talented after all, but still Avis wanted to try something new. The problem was that you were young but not too young of course, but the worst part of it was that you were her assistant, she knew it was wrong in every aspect, but still she was drawn to you after all these years.

You didn't say a word during the rest of the ride before Avis got in front of your apartment building. The silence somehow wasn't awkward but it took every fiber in your being to not to kiss her right there so you made the quick decision to leave, unbuckling the seatbelt taking your bag, wishing good night and see you tomorrow all that stuff before quickly getting out and closing the door behind and running to the door of your apartment.

Avis waited until you got inside safely before she left and while driving home she thought about you. Thinking to herself how bad it would be if she just kissed you.. just once and that's it.. but what if she got addicted, it would be wrong and the tiniest rumor of the two of you doing sinful things would possibly end her career and ruin her reputation. No one gave a damn if she was seen with a different guy every week.. well some maybe called her whore but she didn't care.. but she and another woman.. it's safe to say that she didn't have a restful night and neither did you.

The next morning when you got to the studio, the first thing you did was to get Avis her coffee and greet all your co-workers on the way to her office.

When you got there after knocking on the door and entering she was clearly looking stressed.. and tired.

“Lock the door” she said firmly repeating it again after you didn't do it in a second, quickly you put her coffee on the table and your bag on the couch and locked her door so no one could enter, during the years you had seen Avis in pure rage, crying and mad as hell.. but she was never like this.

“I need you to listen to me right now, do you understand?” She asked.

You nodded.

She sat down on her chair gesturing to you to sit down as well and you did. She sighed.

“Alright, you know that we can't have each other.. and i'm telling you the truth but since i saw your cute little face for the first time, i knew i wanted more of you. And i didnt just promote you to be my personal assistant because of your skills but also because i like you but it's really wrong and i sometimes feel sorry for you.. its killing to want something that you know you can't have, but if you keep your pretty little mouth shut and i mean it all the time, i will give you a chance.” Avis said firmly but still there was a hint of something else in her voice and gaze.

"Okay.” You answered.

“Okay? Honey i need more than that, i need you to promise me that if we do something other than work behind these doors that you won't tell a soul, not even Ellen.” She said with the firmness in her voice still.

“Okay i.. i promise that i won't tell anyone Avis.” You said with a hint of desperation in your voice.. could this mean that your daydreams are coming to reality, the endless hours that you have spent fantasizing about Avis.. thinking what you would do to her and what she would do to you...

“Good girl, now come here.. let mama have a better look on you.” She patted her lap and knowing her temper, you got up from your chair as quickly as possible and stood in front of her. You would be lying if you said that you weren't nervous.. Avis of course noticed it but didn't say anything.

She helped you to sit on her lap. It felt weird at first but you got used to it, Avis ran her hand over your arms and thighs, she kept her eyes on you to see your reactions in case you felt uncomfortable or wanted her to stop, but you didn't.

She raised her hand to your face, running her thumb over your cheeks and nose and then your lips. You shivered, you couldn't believe how gently she was handling you until her fingers found their way to your chin, holding it firmly in place and tilting your face to meet her eyes again.

“Do you want mama to kiss you?” She asked while her thumb was still running over your lower lip.

You just nodded.

"Use your words pretty girl or i wont do a thing to you.” She said with a more firmer tone now.

“Yes.. please.” You answered with a quiet tone.

That was all that took Avis to close the gap between you two, the kiss was soft and gentle. Well first at least because well Avis is Avis and she's not one for some softness, she likes it rough so soon enough the kissing turned into heated make out with your tongue exploring her mouth and fighting for dominance against her. Not long after both of you had to pull away to catch your breath.

You dropped your head against Avis's shoulder getting almost high in the familiar scent of her perfume while she rubbed your arm.

“You got some skills, i wonder what else you are able to do mhmm” Avis whispered in your ear.

You blushed hard and didnt get a word out of your mouth before there was a knock on the door.

“Shit, who the hell is there?” Avis mumbled while patting your thigh gesturing you to get up and open the door.

You got up quickly and went to open the door and outside there was one of the studio's producers who was supposed to have a meeting with Avis.

You let them have the meeting, focusing on other matters and acting like nothing happened just 5 minutes ago.

- -

Fast forward 2 months. You and Avis have been enjoying each other's company more than ever, the sex has been amazing and frequent, usually Avis was in the mood more often than you but she was always understanding if you said no or you were too tired.

The sex now always took place in the privacy of her huge house, you felt like you were there more than in your own apartment, but you didn't care. You often left with Avis after a long day at the studio, no one knew cause the time you usually wrapped up your days, everybody else were long gone. You often stayed over nights because why would you want to leave her in the middle of the night, literally there were no good excuses for that.

Since Avis was the one to usually be on the mood more often you let her take the lead but still there were a lot of times when you were the one to take control and she always submitted to you, having to work long days as everyone's boss of course she took every chance she could get to not be the one in control and she loved it everytime.

The dreamland boys were long forgotten, Avis now only enjoying your company. Some late evenings when you went to her house there was not even a word said about sex, it was just a cozy evening with you cooking a food of whatever was found in Avis’s fridge and her just sitting down while enjoying red wine. After eating, Avis would usually return the favor by preparing a bath for you, occasionally joining you as well. 

She liked to sit there with your back pressed against her chest and her arms wrapped around your waist, giving soft kisses on the back of your neck and always wanting to help with washing your hair and body, giving her a good excuse to touch you all over and you never said no. She however never let you wash her curls, always murmuring about wanting to take care of them by herself and you let her, knowing that she still often let you play with her hair while you were laying next to her in bed after a long day.

[ever-4sunlight]

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 (𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏)

Includes: dottore, pantalone, childe, arlecchino

warnings: Sexuallity headcannons (my own opinion) and very bad English, mention of yandere actions in arlecchinos part

pronouns: none

1/2

𝑫𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆

He is... Lets just say a little weird but talks much he will tell you about who he experimented on all night long you wont be able to sleep

If he is tired he gets annoyed easily so dont talk much when hes not in the mood

hes a smart person why should he do what you say? He will command you around

He will 'accidentally' test some of his syringes on you when your sleeping

He wont have much time to spend with you he has to work on his experiments! Nothing is more important then his job

If your to lonely he will send on of his clones to cuddle with you while he can work without feeling bad for not spending time with you

He is totally against kids why should he raise some idiots that will be disrespectful when they grow up?

Im pretty sure that when he ever has free time he wont tell you how much he loves you but will show you how much he loves you

If he hugs you his hands will be placed on your waist if he has time to touch you he will touch you

He will give you everything you want (no child) not personally of course he has to work so a clone will do that for him

possible Sexuallity: confusing me as much as kazuha. _.

His love language is probably: physical touch

𝑷𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆

Hes tthe richest harbinger of all he will get you whatever you want it doesn't matter how much it costs everything for his love

He is working must of the time so he will send you little gifts

If he ever has free time he will probably go out with you doing whatever you want shopping or going to a restaurant he doesn't care he will go there with you

He would probably buy you a kitty or a puppy against the boredom when hes working

Buy you every type of clothing you want it doesn't matter to him how much it costs he has the big money

Hes not completely against kids but he's working to much to help you raising them and giving up his job is no option so think about it

He wont have much time to spend with you but he will feel bad leaving you alone all the time

As long as your safe everything is alright so he doesn't have to worry

If he comes back from work he will always have a gift for you and the hours you've waited

If he hugs your he wil lay you on his chest and just stroke your hair talking until you sleep

Possible Sexuallity: bi sexual

His love language is probably: gifts and words of affirmation

𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆/𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒂

Here we go with our all loved ed sheeran also known as tartaglia he is joking around like a little kid he loves you more then everything in this world

He is definitely not the smartest of the harbingers after all he is the 11th fatui harbinger the weakest and the dumbest? Im not calling him dumb im just not calling him smart

He is a harbinger he has practically no time like the other ones T-T

But i swear to you if he has a free day he will attack you with affection cuddling you for hours and telling you how much he loves you not letting go until he has to work again

If none of his fellow harbingers are near he will talk about his brother and his sister while holding you in his arms

He will hold you by your waist having his chin on your shoulder whispering into your ear how much he loves you

He will Probably never tell you what things he has done because hes scared that you will hate him for the bad things hes done

He wants kids! 100% he just wants to see mini versions of you running around (if your male just adopted or just think in omega verse:D)

His sexuallity is probably: im not sure... Bi or pan?

His love language is probably: physical touch and gifts

𝑨𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒐

There wwe go with or harbinger mommy shes not only sexy but overall just the perfect definition of toxic<3 but we still love her and she loves you too!

She's VERY possessive and if i say VERY I MEAN VERY she gets jealous by having you just talk to someone else thats not her your hers after all

Shes cold... Not only are her hands cold but shes just someone who barely shows emotions but no worries! She still loves you

If she comes home its late and your probably already asleep but she just cant help but lean your head against her chest when she lays down beside you she just wants to have her lover close!

If you disobey her your probably getting locked into your room to keep you away fron the 'danger' outside

The only person she trusts you with is herself obviously shes the one she can trust the most shes a father! She knows what she's doing

When ttalking about kids shes neutral... Just keep the screaming thing away... But at the same time its hers and it needs protection and care

Shes not talkative so dont annoy her to much!

Her sexuallity is probably: i would actually say shes a lesbian._. But for the more judgmental audience i say bi

Her love language is probably: acts of service

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for avoiding my husband on purpose, like, all the time? my husband (m36) and i (f34) have been married for almost 10 years (anniversary in a few months). we have 3 kids (m10, f8, f1) and he works full time while i stay at home. even before we got married i didnt really have friends other than him, and i always had a hard time finding excuses to get out of the house. frequently, he gets to hang out with his buddies who he also works with, and ever since we had kids he's always going out and leaving me home alone even when hes not at work just to idk. hang out at bars and pretend we don't exist. well lately ive been making time for myself to go out when the kids are at school (my youngest is pretty well behaved so i just take her with me instead of paying a babysitter) and i had managed to get kinda friendly with some of the wives of my husbands coworkers (theyre all members of the same union, so we see each other at those functions every once in awhile). i thought it was all going well and i was having fun and enjoying getting to be social for once, but about 2 weeks ago, the whole family was invited out for lunch (a picnic type thing) with his buddies from work's families. all was going well and for the most part even the kids were having fun, but then my husband got absolutely fucking trashed for no reason. none of the other guys were acting like that, and we've had conversations about him not doing that sort of thing, but he NEVER listens. he's always acting like this, but usually i dont have to see when its in public. well he embarrassed me so fucking much. he was trying to start fights, messing up his clothes, and wouldn't listen to me at all. just in his own world as always. i should've known because its been a decade of this, but i could have sworn it wasn't this bad before. he wasn't like this when we dated you know? so we got home and i was just. grossed out and annoyed. i slept on the couch and pretty much ever since then, i haven't been talking to him. i got a text from one of the ladies saying that a wednesday hangout thing i had been invited to had been canceled, but i pretty much KNOW 100% that it wasn't, and that they just don't want to be associated with me now. the kids don't really seem bothered by the tension around the house (i think its sort of normal to them since hes frequently not around anyways). i wouldn't be near as annoyed if there wasn't a part of my brain telling me "he did it on purpose". i know that's just how he acts but i could SWEAR its almost like he just doesnt want me to have friends. he doesn't want to hear about it, he just wants me THERE at home, watching the kids and existing solely for his convenience. i used to consider divorce, before we had our youngest. but i haven't had a job since high school, and i couldnt put the burden of asking for help on my sisters. they hate him, but i couldnt ask them for that support. and i dont even know what the kids would think, i cant do that to them. but yesterday, my husband brought it up (cornered me in our room pretty much) and asked why i was ignoring him. what if he really didnt know why? i TOLD him, but its like he forgot or just expects me to be "over it" by now. all i wanted was just this one thing, to HAVE FRIENDS, have that time away from being just "mom" and do what i want. he gets to do that so why cant i? or AT LEAST he could put some more effort into being around and doing things as a family? but i still wonder if im being the asshole, for giving him the cold shoulder for this long. he didnt have a happy childhood or good examples for parents so maybe he just thinks this is normal? i never asked because i assumed he knew it wasn't. and he does seem like, disappointed that i wont come to bed. maybe ive been driving him off and that's why he doesnt like to come home? idk at this point, im at a loss. aita?

[tojisth3rdwife]

When you ask them to teach you how to fight/use jujutsu (feat Gojo,Geto,Sukuna,Toji , and Nanami)

One would think that Gojo would be the best teacher since he is the strongest, and in most ways he is. You asking him to teach you jujutsu was like asking him what he wanted for Christmas. You were already skilled at what little you knew and could do but you felt like there was no excuse for you to be anything less than a grade one when the ‘Honored One’ himself was your man. Now, Satoru gets creative as hell with the ways he trains, observing the intricacies of his pupil’s cursed technique and identifying its strengths and weaknesses to help them get better. But you werent just any other student. You were his baby. His pookie bookie. His caramel drizzled coffee cake with sprinkles. So this man is going to FLIRT HIS ASS OFF the entire time he trains you.

“Damn baby..if you show up on a mission dressed like that, the curse just might wave that white flag and surrender..”

When he isnt talking shit, he’s gonna do any and everything under the sun to distract you. Which in retrospect was another clever way to teach you to be vigilant, but in the moment its just him toying with you. Sparring with him is just one big game of ‘cat and mouse’, him dodging and teleporting at the last possible second, chuckling at your frustraton every time you missed him by a hair. He’d pop up behind you and kiss your neck before vanishing again. It's funny because he kept his infinity off in the beginning because you never managed to get a lick in on him, plus he liked when you’d sneakily grope him on breaks. But after being blessed by your impressive right hook that had just enough cursed energy behind it to hurt, he kept that mf up after that.

“I forgot what a fist to the face felt like..thats sexy. Ouch...”

Suguru is not training you lmao And it’s not because he doesn't think you’d be a good student . He just cant handle acting like he wants to hurt you (outside of the bedroom of course). You two were probably play fighting once and he accidentally slapped you and hated himself for a whole week because of it. You thought it was funny but he did NOT. So sparring with you? He wasnt having it. If anything, I can see him pulling in one of the trusted subordinate curse users to train you while he oversees. He’ll sit back , looking all pretty and smiling encouragingly at you.

“Im just here to watch, love. I swear. Act like Im not here.”

It wont even be 5 minutes into the lesson that he’s hopping up and telling the person he chose (mind you) how to do their job, adding his two cents after growing tired of seeing you put on your back. Suggesting a better way to summon your cursed energy and how to use it, better ways to fight and avoid injury. He’d remove his robes and have you sparring with him, pausing to give you constructive criticism or praise. Whoever he assigned to teach you would end up just standing there as Suguru takes over, eventually taking his spot in the shade.

“Im only gonna show you this once baby so pay attenion. Im not even supposed to be teaching you..”

Sukuna would laugh at your initial request, dissmissing you with a gentle pat on your bum as he walked away. You had no reason to fight. You were his woman and all you had to worry about was looking pretty and staying healthy. You had an entire army at your feet and the literal King of Curses at your side. What reason would you need to learn how to fight? But with some persistence, Sukuna agrees. Not without him proposing a wager between the two of you. Something like..

“If you manage to hit me once, I will do something that I normally refuse to do for you, within reason of course. Is that enough of an incentive for you, my woman?“

He would also warn you that he would not go easy on you just because you were his. He would be the “sink or swim” type of teacher. He’d tell you that he’d coming at you with everything and encouraging you to give him your all in return. He wouldnt teach you if you didn't try your hardest. Despite his words, he’ll ease up on you when he could tell you were in over your head. He also made sure you wore the proper gear when you two sparred because he didn't want you to die. That would defeat the purpose wouldnt it? “You arent nearly as weak as you appear to be. Your king is impressed..”

Toji is similar to Sukuna in the way he’ll tell you FUCK NO when you ask him to teach you how to kill. In the beginning,he liked the thought of you being with him on jobs and seeing you get busy firsthand. He knew you could fight and that you were strong, but the more his feelings developed for you, the less appealing this idea became. Hell, he wasnt even all that excited about Megumi coming into his power knowing what type of world he’d be facing. He eventually accepts your request (after persistent begging that usually involved sexual favors) and he becomes your personal trainer and coach. He monitors your meals and organizes your workouts. He teaches you about all types of weaponry and how to properly wield them, taking you to different ranges and showing you how to properly handle a gun. Then when it came down to close combat, he’s surprisingly really good at teaching you the basics. He’ll hold the pads while you jabbed at his palms and test your reflexes. Of course youre a natural and ending up having too much fun being whipped into shape by Toji. And he’s glad.

“Remind me to never piss you off..”

I think he’s gonna get a small kick out of overpowering you when it came time for you to spar though. He may let you get a few hits in for shits and giggles. He may even be a little impressed by your form and power behind each hit. But youre not matching his strength and Toji knows that. So when youre on a streak and thinking you’ve gotten him in a corner, he’s putting you on your back in the blink of an eye. Then he gives his critique on your technique while on top of you, straddling you with his huge ass thighs ans kissing your lips a few times before helping you up.

“Uh oh..looks like I’ve got you pinned again, mama. Whatcha gonna give me if I let you back up?”

Kento is the one out of all of the guys that takes your interest in learning the most serious. He’ll suggest you two sit down and talk about it over dinner or something. He’d listen intently and then explain to you all that it would entail, making sure you knew he supports whatever you take an interest in but also making sure you understand it wont be easy. He wont treat you like youre the love of his life in the heat of training because it will be the only way he’ll be able to teach you. If anything, hes harder on you because of his feelings. You do one wrong thing and he’s on your head with every possible scenario where that mistake would prove fatal. When he has you take up running for condition training, he blows his whistle whenever you slowed down. When you were shaking and grimacing as you stuggled to lift a weight, he was in your ear. “

No no..this is what you wanted, right? Well push! There you go!”

He’s very hands on as well, adjusting your stance with firm touches here and there, making sure you're protecting yourself at all times. And when you spar, he doesn't pull his punches. He may lessen the strength of his attacks but he keeps his speed moderate so that you learn to adapt to what he prays you never have to face.

“You never cease to amaze me with how strong you are my love...”

[hhie]

I love you im sorry

9. am i dreaming rn (written: 2440)

[8.40AM]

your only concern right now is leaving this place. never would you have thought that your friends would actually ask your ex/exbff to come pick you up last night. “shit i hope i didn’t do anything embarrassing”. You quickly take your bag and rush out of his room.

Just when you were about to reach for the door. The door opened and what stood In front of you was the boy that took care of you last night. He eyes at your messy state glancing at your bag. Taking it as a sign that you wanted to leave. However he didn’t let you through and before you could speak up he spoke up “ um i bought breakfast for us do you want to stay … i was thinking that we could have a talk too”

“ firstly, thank you for taking care of me last night i really appreciated it. Secondly i have nothing to say to you” you blurt out without thinking twice.

“i promise i wont waste your time and after this you won’t ever see me again” he pleaded, sounding so desperate that you could see him trying to push you back into the house. So you gave in “fine, you have 10mins and im not eating that” turning back, sitting on his couch with him tailing you. Sitting 3 arms length away from you.

“ im sorry i know i fucked up. I wasn’t a good friend or boyfriend. I disappeared from you and your life. I was REALLY going to tell you but the agency said no. This job was really my dream, you know how much i love to sing. I couldn’t reject it, but i know that i should not blame it on this excuse . I really love you, im sorry. Can we try again? ” he pants as he finished his speech saying all of that in one deep breath. Waiting for your response as he looks into your eyes. “ i really hated you, you made me doubt myself and for 8 months i wondered why you left me alone. If i was the problem..”

“ no you”

“stop let me finish, i will accept this apology but we cant be together, as of now we aren’t friends. And you were the best but you were the worst. I dont know anymore i still love you but i can’t..You are at the two ends of my spectrum and i am really confuse.”

“but i want you too, so just give me a chance”

silence spread across the room as he waits for you to answer “ i - ill give you a chance, a chance to be my friend again. A chance to prove to me that you really want me again. Because right now the thing im scared of is people leaving me.”

his eyes widen as he gain a slight excitement “ i will - i will prove it to you”

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#from인 had this ready in my drafts so double update today!!! tmr and sunday will have updates too 🥰 sorry for the wc i swear its worth it. okay bye love u guys!

[eomayas]

love without tragedy • jww

pairing: mafia!wonwoo x f!reader

genre: angst, mafia au

synopsis: what is it called when he wont be your boyfriend but acts like he is?

warnings: swearing. mean wonwoo. toxic realtionship. reader is in her early twenties, its unspecified how old wonwoo is but he is older. reader slaps wonwoo

a/n: helloooo i cant get wonu out of my mind so here is a little drabble. he is really mean in this story but thats not how i see my man its just for the purpose of the plot 😭💕

the look he's giving you is enough to make you tremble. you've never felt fear around wonwoo—his job is inherently scary and dangerous, but you've never felt fear of him, though right now that is being put to the test. a cold shiver runs down your spine as he stares at you from across the room. you wish there was an island of distance between the two of you, and not a measly coffee table.

"w-we were j-just dancing," you try, wringing your hands together in front of you. he scoffs through his nose and smirks, but its not sweet. there is malice behind it, like he thinks you're pathetic.

"that's what we're calling it?"

sure, maybe you did do more than dance with jun. maybe he had his hand on your leg and you let him inch it up your dress. and maybe you let him kiss you a couple of times. and sure, they were on the lips, sometimes on the neck. and maybe jun ran in the opposing gang in the city, so you made yourself and your fathers mob a target, which inherently puts wonwoo in the middle of it as well. but can he really blame you? wonwoo won't go out with you, always says its not safe for you to be seen with him. what he's really saying, is that he doesn't want your father—his boss—to find out.

wonwoo stares at you, his nostrils flared and his jaw set. whats making all of this worse, is that he hasn't even yelled yet. anger is practically seeping from his pores, but hes not yelling. "well, you wont go out with me!" you exclaim, throwing your hands up.

"so you go and fuck around with somebody from the other side, all because i wont take you out?" he scoffs at you again as your bottom lip trembles. "you really are a spoiled brat, you know that?"

"don't call me that," you frown at him and he shrugs at you, unfazed by your emotional state and the words he's saying to you. other than the fact that you were kissing the opposition, you don't know why he cares so much—there are plenty of other men that work for your father that can handle this.

"its what you are—you think you can have whatever you want, whenever you want," he says bitterly.

your frown deepens, and you almost threaten telling your father, but you know he'll just call you childish. its what he always does when you two argue about something stupid and you pull the dad card. "you're not even my boyfriend, so i don't know why you give a shit," wonwoos nose twitches at the B-word, and you know you've struck a nerve. if theres a couple ways to get under his skin, its to threaten him with your dad and point out the truth to him. "im not yours to worry about. there are plenty of people who do that anyway."

when he doesnt say anything, you keep going. "and so what if jun is with the other side? he doesn't seem to mind being out with me—something you can't handle! you won't even be my boyfriend, so what i do, and who i do it with, is none of your fucking concern."

"watch your fucking mouth, y/n," you're visibly taken aback at his words and his tone. wonwoo rarely, if ever, swears at you. he'll swear in your everyday conversations, but its never towards you. not even when you swear at him, like right now, does he ever do it back.

staring at him with wide eyes, a million thoughts race through your head, the first one being: when did i start being afraid of him? "dont talk to me like that," you say, a slight tremor in your voice.

"don't pull that card now, you've been cussing at me all night," wonwoo spits, puffing his chest out. "that's that spoiled brat shit i'm talking about! you think the entire fucking world revolves around you, but it doesn't!" you can't handle his sudden change in temperament, and your hands ball into fists at your sides.

"quit fucking talking to me like that."

"i'll talk to you how i want to talk to you-" the slap happens before you even realize what you've done, your feet carrying you over to him on autopilot. its not until you pull your hand away from his cheek that you register what you've done, the hurt on his face.

anger flashes on his features, and you have a split second to panic. you tense up, waiting for him to yell at you, but instead he only takes a deep breath and shifts his gaze away from you. "wonwoo..." you whisper, bringing your finger tips up to touch your lips. a red mark in the vague shape on your hand spreads across his pale cheek, and you swallow the lump in your throat. "wonwoo, i..." you trail off, because you don't know how to finish that sentence—you are far from sorry, feeling vindicated because, in your eyes, he did deserve it.

wonwoo runs a hand over his face and opens his mouth, but rethinks and closes it into a thin line. shaking his head, he shrugs on his jacket and grabs his belongings from your coffee table. he slips past you wordlessly and your eyes trail him as he walks out of your apartment, a sort of darkness settling over the room as you're left to stand alone.

wonwoo doesn't call, and after the fifth day you start to lose your mind. the day after the incident, you hardly thought about him, and when you did, it made you angry. the second day, you started to feel his absence, but it wasn't nearly as violent as it feels right now. the tears started on the third day, and haven't stopped. its only now that the guilt has settled in, your dry phone practically taunting you every time that you touch it.

"kwannie, i miss him!" you moan, burying your face into a pillow and letting out a scream. your best friend, seungkwan, gently pats your head and you sigh, turning your head to the side to look at him. "do you think he'll call?"

seungkwan presses his lips into a line and glances around his bedroom. "y/n, you slapped him," he reminds you, making you wrinkle your nose. "and you haven't apologized yet. i would't want to talk to you either."

"okay, but he deserved it! he was being disrespectful!"

"but you put your hands on him. you should have let, like, mingyu or somebody—if not your dad—deal with him," seungkwan says, referring to another one of your fathers men. and seungkwan is right; even though mingyu and wonwoo are friends, you know that his loyalty to your father comes first, which means that you come first. any of his men could have handled it adequately.

sighing, you sit up and hug the pillow to your chest. "he is so..." you groan into the pillow and hold it there for a few seconds. wonwoo is a piece of work. he's quiet and hard to read at times, and can't always give you a clear answer on what the two of you have. he says things that hurt your feelings. but he's also a confidant, your protector, while being something similar to a boyfriend. you trust him more than you trust yourself at times, and sometimes what you feel for him is so intense you wonder if you're making it all up.

its hard to trace when your realtionship with wonwoo began. you've known him since you were 20 years old, him appearing seemingly out of nowhere one day when you came home for a weekend in college. he introduced himself politely, but hardly asked about you or offered any information about himself. you went back to campus with your brain on him and him only. it wasn't until that summer that you saw more of him, but you two hardly interacted. he was always around but never quite where you needed him. your paths hardly ever crossed, unless it was the rare times you happened to be passing by him in the hallway or kitchen. a few months later, when you were home for winter break, you ran into him early in the morning. you'd just come back from a work out and ran into him in the kitchen. he was leaned up against the island, tapping away on his phone and he looked up when he heard your footsteps. you spoke first, saying good morning and asking him how he’s been. he returned the conversation and from there, every time you saw him you two at least spoke.

from then on, you exchanged numbers. he’d text you sporadically, checking in on you and asking you about your classes, life, etc. the texts turned to phone calls, late into the night when you were tucked in and he was just getting home from whatever job he’d finished. he never really told you what he did, but you knew. when you’d ask, he’d just say he handled something for your father, almost like he was trying to protect you from his reality, but you knew—you’d grown up around this lifestyle from birth. the calls started getting longer too, going from ten minutes, to thirty, and then for an hour, sometimes more. you’d talk about any and everything, so late into the night that you’d hardly get sleep sometimes, nearly missing class or dozing off during lectures. but you didn’t care, as long as you got to talk to wonwoo.

for spring break that year, you didn’t plan to come home, having plans to go out of town with your friends. b ur you cut your trip short by two days, and came home instead. everybody was surprised to see you, especially your father who wasn't expecting you. you just lied and told him you wanted to surprise him, but that was far from the truth. you were itching to see wonwoo, even if only for a few minutes because of his other duties. it was hours before you finally got to see him, and when you did it was late. you were hot tubbing, and you heard the backdoor open, his dark figure emerging. you called out to him and he walked to the edge of the hot tub, squatting down in front of you. your heart was racing as he looked down at you, and you got goosebumps despite being in warm water. not much was said between the two of you, but it was like there was an electric current flowing between the two of you. you asked him about his day, and he gave you the answer he gives you all the time: "it was a day." and then he asked you, and you said: "better." as in, better now that he's here in front of you. you raised your body out of the water a bit, the water coming up to the bottom of you ribcage. wonwoo shamelessly checked you out, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. you moved to the edge of the tub, standing directly in front of him, his eyes darting between your bikini clad chest and your eyes. you stood up taller, this time most of your body coming out of the water, to get as close as possible to his face without touching him. he asked you: "do you know what you're doing?" to which you replied: "im positive i know what i'm doing." and then you kissed him, pressing your wet body against his extremely dry and clothed one, your hands gripping the edge of the hot tub. he kissed you with a hunger that made you breathless, and you gripped the front of his black jacket, nearly yanking him into the hot tub with you. when you pulled back to look in his inky dark eyes, you knew you were a goner.

letting out a breath, you let go and drag your hands over your face, closing your eyes. "i just don't get him sometimes," for nearly two years, you have been playing a sick game of cat and mouse with him. you think you have him, and then he'll say something to remind you that you in fact, don't. but he always has you, as much as it pains you to admit it. "h-he says he can't be my boyfriend. but when i try to go out—if i even look at another man—he goes crazy. kwan, i don't even know how he knew where i was. i didn't tell him i was going out."

seungkwan swallows and avoids your eyes. you glare at him, trying to meet his gaze. "seungkwan."

"yes?"

you hold eye contact for a second before he quickly looks away, and you gasp. "seungkwan, what the fuck!" you shout, jumping off of your bed. he holds his hands up in surrender, his eyes wide and pleading.

"y/n, i'm sorry! but he called me randomly, and said that you weren't answering! and he knew i wasn't with you because i picked up the phone, and i swear i wasn't going to tell him, but..." seungkwan trails off and you scoff, shaking your head.

"but what?"

"but... you know wonwoo: he's intimidating. and i don't want any problems with him. i'm really sorry, y/n. but i felt like i had no choice."

you frown at seungkwans words, the gears in your head turning. he had no choice? "did he threaten you?" you ask your best friend, your stomach churning. seungkwan... he's not like the rest of them. his father is also a mob leader and does dealing with your own father, which is how you two know each other. he is your longest and first friend. seungkwan isn't involved in any mob activities per his mother, who made it known that his father was not to involve her only son in any of that business. everybody knows to leave seungkwan alone, that he's like you: off limits. but clearly, your not-boyfriend doesn't know the rules.

seungkwan waves vaguely in the air and you see red for a moment before snatching your purse off of the nightstand and pocketing your phone. "y/n, where are you going?"

"i'll be back," is all you say before running out of his house and down to your car, hopping in and speeding the one place you can guarantee to find wonwoo.

pulling up to the club, you swing your car into a spot and scan the parking lot looking for his black mercedes. you spot it glimmering in the evening sun, and scoff before jumping out. you hardly have to talk to anybody when you walk in and make you way to the very back where wonwoo and five of your fathers men do business outside of your house.

a cloud of smoke hits your face when you push the door open, and you scrunch your face up. the first person you come in contact with is joshua, your fathers right hand man who you've known for the greater part of your life. when your father wasn't around, joshua was. he was more like an uncle to you, practically raising you. "hey, princess," he says, a smile on his face.

"where is wonwoo?" you ask, eyes surveying the room. you see mingyu, minghao, jeonghan, and vernon, but not the man you are here for.

"that's how you greet me?" joshua asks, tilting his head to the side. you don't feel like arguing, so you give him a quick hug paired with a kiss on the cheek. "why are you looking for wonwoo?" he asks.

you bite the inside of you cheek, trying to come up with a lie on the fly, until the door to another room opens, and wonwoo emerges buttoning the first three buttons on his shirt, followed by a dancer. your stomach drops, and you feel like laughing and crying at the same time. wonwoo doesn't acknowledge the woman and turns away from her, meeting your eye in the process. guilt and shock pass quickly over his features, before he composes himself and carries on like he didn't see him.

marching over to him, you stand in front of him as he takes a seat on the couch in the room. "wonwoo, we need to talk," you say, putting your hands on your hips. he picks up a glass of brown liquor and drains its remaining contents.

"then talk."

"in private," you say, widening your eyes. he sighs and stands up, starting to walk over to the room he just came out of. "i'm not talking to you in there." you say, a hint of disgust in your voice.

"then talk," he barks, the room quieting down a bit. your face burns in embarrassment, hating the way he's treating you. he stares up at you like there's better things he could be doing, his gaze hard.

"you're such an asshole."

wonwoo shrugs. "oh well."

"you know what, wonwoo? fuck you. i know you threatened boo the other night, so you can just fuck off! you can fuck with me—fine—but leave seungkwan out of it!"

his nose twitches like it did the other night, but this time you don't stick around to wait for him to explode. you leave just as quickly as you'd shown up.

once outside, the tears start. you lean against the side of the building and sob into your hands. you don't know how, or why, for that matter, you let wonwoo treat you this way. but he's not always like this— you've seen sides of him that prove it. but its been nearly two years of push and pull, him doing both the pushing and pulling. he pushes you away while simultaneously pulling you to him. he knows that you'll follow him wherever he goes.

[savannahsdeath]

ELLIE WILLIAMS X ANEMIC!READER HEADCANONS

shes basically taking care of you n all:3

mdni please<3

warnings: anemia, a lil of smut

writers note: i swear its okay to read even if youre not anemic:3 i feel like shed do these thingss even to hers not anemic gf.. also this may seem odly specific because im anemic myself and idk this idea randomly came up to my mind so enjoyy !!

SFW

🌿lets start with the fact that an anemic person tends to become tired and sluggish very easily so they (most of them) enjoy any kind of support

🌿ellie knows that your health is fragile so she tries to be as patient and gentle as possible in your interactions<3

🌿when youre not feeling well shes is usually pretty awkward and she has no idea how to help you😓(my poor awkward gf) BUT whenever she doesnt know what to say she just offers to help you out in small ways like preparing food or running errands

🌿if you both live together her GOAL is to keep your house well-lit and cool as too much heat or brightness makes it hard to focus/uncomfortable for people with anemia

🌿she always makes sure you drink and eat well so you have more energy and all

🌿she always gets mad when you refuse to go to sleep because she knows you need to.. even if youre making a cute excuse like

"but els, i want to stay up so i can spend time with you!"

and then she'll roll her eyes at you and say "we can do whatever you want tomorrow, you need to rest now!"

and would even forcefully make you if needed🙏

🌿if its modern!ellie(just ellie having access to a phone), she'll secretly google things about your illness and things like "how to help your anemic girl from passing out every time she misses breakfast" I JUST KNOW SHED DO THAT ISTGG

🌿she would hate to hear you being guilty. like when you say "im tired of you making all the little house jobs just because i mostly dont have the energy to.." she'll go crazy. not in a bad way, of course, but she wont drop the topic until she makes sure you understand she doesnt mind.

🌿she also definitely hates when you want to convince her into letting you help her.

"fuck, ellie, its not cancer, its anemia! i can at least help you" you say angrily. like, really angrily. because youre kind of right (but she doesnt care)

"we've talked about this, lay down and wait for me," she answers sternly. so sternly you feel shivers down your spine.

🌿but when you eventually talk with her (you manage not to start an argument but really, simply talk) she understands your point and promises she'll let you help her with some things

🌿one time you told her that anemic people are sensitive to the cold and its true but now she overuses it as an excuse to cuddle up with you. like she couldnt just say she wants to be near you. istg, this woman...

🌿she ALWAYS lookout for things that could potentially cause bleeding

🌿she loves when you blush. more than anything. mostly because anemia makes the blood blah blah idc basically anemic people dont really blush so when you actually do she would just stare at you with a wide smile. and when you ask her why is she looking at you like that she wont admit it just like that, shed say something like "you just look more colorful than usual"

NSFW

🌿anemic people often have pale or translucent skin tone and that makes bruises really visible. and we all know ellie can be rough. so when she wakes up after a.. long night and she notices what she did, she feels so bad. like really bad. she apologies as soon as you wake up and of course you try to convince her it doesnt hurt, because it really doesnt and you, in fact, really enjoyed all of this, but she thinks youre just lying to make her feel better

🌿one time you woke up in the late evening after one of your naps. usually, ellie stays with you - awake, watching you sleep and drawing something in her sketchbook but this day you woke up to an empty bed:( you quickly stood up to look for her and after a few steps, your little anemic head started spinning from the sudden move. your vision got blurry and eventually completely black. you felt your knees getting weak but right before you could fall someone caught you. your lovely hero - ellie. you leaned on her as she held you from behind, what could look like a normal hug for someone who just saw you both like that, and you felt the bulge in her pants pressed against you. why the hell would she wear it now? you failed to stay quiet and you let out a soft moan. your girlfriend noticed that but she thought its caused by your health state

"shh, shhh... it's okay"

when your vision was back to normal, you turned around and kissed her as a simple way to thank her for being here with you. before you could think, you were grinding on her lap, getting ready to take her strap while she firmly held your hips, guiding them to move back and forth 🥰🥰

[heckthis-heckallofthis]

CAWF Tumblr simulator

🦠 Neutro-2145 Follow

B Cell hasn't worked in a while, the bacteria tastes bland…

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❤️ IM1235 Follow

The neutrophils are so cool when they're saving the body! I should get them a gift to show my gratitude!

❤️ IM1235

Ok I just saw them rip out the insides of an infected cell, I don't think I can sleep tonight.

#oh my god #do they do that all the time???

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🧸 Dendri217 Follow

I don't think sewing lactic acid bacteria nearly everyday is good for my mental health, but it sure is fun! I need to go outside more I think

#lactic acid bacteria #my beloved #maybe I have too many of them #but you can never have too many lactic acid bacteria

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🎆 RegT59 Follow

As much as I love Helper T as a friend I wish he'd stop buying random things with our budget. He didn't even solve the Rubik's cube he bought last time, now he's buying those metal wire puzzles.

🎆 RegT59

He offered to get me something and I bought a conch shell just because it looked interesting. His bad habits are rubbing off on me.

#sigh #i should just stick to solitaire #our office is getting so cluttered

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⚪ Neutro-3033 Follow

The amount of people that don't know not all neutrophils enjoy eating bacteria or infected cells is wild. Have you tried to eat some?? It's terrible. Some of us only eat it because it's part of the job.

#i swear #its so annoying #at least the RBCS bring us stuff other than bacteria #i really wouldn't mind something less sweet

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✖️ Cross-TCell reblogged

🐦‍⬛ King-Killer

How do I tell my subordinates that I don't actually hate them and that I'm just strict and they need to stop being so sloppy? Believe me guys I like having you around please invite me to something I'm begging you

🐦‍⬛ King-Killer

That was a moment of weakness ignore that (please invite me please please please ple

🐦‍⬛ King-Killer

WHICH ONE OF YOU REBLOGGED THIS?? NOW ALL MY SUBORDINATES ARE CONSTANTLY BRINGING ME WITH THEM FOR LUNCH????

#its okay squad leader #we honestly just thought you'd be too busy to bother with us #so glad you actually do like us #the boys love you too

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🍸 Microfold108 Follow

What even is the point of living? If not just for the sake of a higher being we don't even know? Are they good? Are they bad? Maybe they're the nicest person in the world, maybe they're a serial killer who has murdered countless of their kind. Do they know we work only for them? Do they know how many of us love them?

🍸 Microfold108

Nevermind Dendritic cell came over with a lot of friends and he said they all enjoyed me so maybe there is more to life than that.

#i need to find an actual interest #maybe then I'll stop being so negative about everything

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🟩 HelperT31 Follow

Apparently you can just buy a house??? On Sellular?? I'm going to prank Reg T with this. It's going to be so funny, imagine I pull out a whole house right in front of the office, she'd go insane.

#nobody reblog this I can't let reg t see this #itll ruin the surprise

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🗡️ NatKiller095 Follow

Non-immune cells are literally so scary, how do you socialize everyday without getting tired or stressed out??? What do you MEAN you think us murdering cells is scarier?? At least I don't have to go around the ENTIRE body just to hand over a box of gases to someone I barely know!

✨ Eosin-9024 Follow

I agree!! How else would you relieve stress if you can't straight up explode? I would rather die than have to deal with that everyday, I'm so glad parasitic infections are rarer than bacterial and viral infections.

#non immune cells #im sorry for exploding your houses all the time but you guys genuinely terrify me

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🪩 B265 Follow

I love working on the skin! So many beautiful women up here! Way better than working for that insane idiot boss in the alimentary tract

#talking about helper T cell #he sucks so bad #wont let me live my life for just 5 minutes #i do really miss reg t tho #she was way better than helper T

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🪄 Mast92 Follow

The reason why Cellor-sun was so adamant about saving her friends despite risking her life to do so was because if she didn't she risked the Natchlor absorbing her powers and in turn causing the destruction of the whole vessel. Yes she loves her friends but she needed to take the risk, it was a big part of the plot, how do people not see that the first time they watched??

Also I hate how they forcefully gave Cellor-sun a love interest. Soma was an interesting character as Cellor-sun's new companion but they didn't have to force the love interest trope on him. I feel like the trope was so one dimensional, like two different people wrote him. The Cellor-sun I know would never instantly fall in love with someone like that! Their arc was literally 20 minutes long!!! She has high standards and yet just happened to meet someone who has all those exact standards??? Where do you find a cell that happens to be into all your interests, mesh well with your friends, and don't mind that you are a magical girl constantly risking your life for the sake of the vessel?? Soma would've been fine if he was just a friend of Cellor, he could've been her love interest, just stretch it out realistically. He has interesting powers that interact well with the rest of the cast, I really just wish his arc with Cellor would've been written better. Whoever wrote that needs to post a public apology right now.

#cellor-sun against the univessel #cellor-sun #soma-san catu #i could've written it better for real #catu

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[hazeystar]

911:ls 5x9 live commentary from my notes app

run away now if you don't want spoilers because this was a doozy but HOLY SHIT THE EPISODE WAS AMAZING

currently sitting in the front room in the dark hopefully my roommate pays me no attention

omg no you cannot separate the strands

CARLOS carlos... get this Campbell guy off the screen get him carlos take him down with facts god it's always the guy who's 'been with me for a long time it could never be him' just look into it, humour me, please, THANK YOU

yay TNT back together yea that sweater is definitely a winner in the 'too nice for the y' (also where can I buy it?) it wont get to the ultimatum because Carlos will have solved the murder case and he loves your brother tk don't you ever forget it

nah how is this happening, Owen needed to get away from new York, don't bring him back there ok congrats he can mean a lot to you but HIS LITERAL FAMILY IS HERE DO NOT DO THIS TO HIM

god I love rafa and his acting skills, the pain and anger seems so raw he played hooky for a bday party?? why wasn't this scheduled better? carlos knows the game, he's seen the crime shows (I'm Carlos, I totally saw that escape coming)

5 years, girl you'd be lucky if its 5 innocent men don't run, preach carlos she really should have seen that coming, all that waiting like she was gonna say something then NADA

yes best friends Judd and owen ive been to that memorial too!! omg he might actually leave I'm gonna cry

of course it's Campbell, why wouldn't it be id be having a breakdown if I was Carlos this is so much happening tk in the same room and there's not even a glance I'm crying, on the job meetings really hit hard

i saw someone talk about Judd maybe turning to alcohol as a coping mechanism and I see the signs now yes Judd as captain, it's supposed to happen, Owen and I are on the same wavelength

i swear I must watch too many crime shows because the 'he did that?' act happens so often and I'm sick of it tell him where soup man is SAVE EVERYONE SAVE THE TARLOS MARRIAGE and we're off, to mexico i'm scared

oh no there's the alcohol problem, this worse than I thought someone bring grace back I miss her and Judd misses her more

FUCK ITS MEXICO TIME IM NOT READY carlos don't forget to at home please CHIEF NO no I'm scared I know this scenery carlos please its the perfect shot please just do it oh no wait the chief carlos Jesus I got it at the same time oh no oh no [as I'm writing this after, there's a gap here because I was screaming into a blanket because my roommate is sleeping in the next room and I was actively having a breakdown] ranger Campbell as a saviour was not on my bingo card id pay good money for tk to be the responding paramedic

these commercials are way too damn long give me my show please

respectfully why are we opening with Judd and Owen CARLOS IS BLEEDING OUT yes ok lets discuss the alcohol problem now I guess poor Judd honestly i've heard that before, hits harder I just KNOW he's heard this from TK so many times ID RATHER LOSE A JOB THAN A BEST FRIEND - I LOVE THEM

CARLOS MY BABY HE LIVES the curles are curling I love you soup man is actually good, Carlos has his answer, all is well nah show me the ohoto don't be scared

the way I jumped in my chair while sobbing when he said he was going to tell TK he's ready to be a father

YOU WERE MY DAD IM CRYING WITH YOU

YOUR FATHER IS PROUD OF YOU CARLOS AND SO AM I

IM IN TEARS HOLY SHIT

also nah I did not need to see that an asteroid is coming in over a month, no thank you

fic writers please do your thing and send them to me because I need the fics of this episode there are so many ideas to run with like TK BEING THE RESPONDING PARAMEDIC THIS IS A WASTED IDEA

honestly I'm a fic writer I might just jump in-

[basil-appreciation-comic]

IMPORTANT UPDATE!!

the comic is cancelled. you probably already assumed that since i havent posted anything about it in a while but yeah the things dead now lol. mainly because i dont care much about omori anymore, the comic sucked, and it was too much effort. i feel kinda bad about leaving you guys in the dark for this long tho, so i thought id go ahead and include all the scrapped stuff for the comic that never got finished

while i was writing the comic i started a google doc that laid out ideas i had for future pages. heres that if you wanna know how the story ends

it was written over several months and (most) things are in order of where they go on the timeline not when i wrote them so it might be a little hard to follow

also some art i never posted

(at least i dont think ive posted the last one)

i quoted not liking this comic as one of the reasons i stopped so let me explain that with a list of things id change about this if i were to remake it (which i wont)

remove the swearing that was so stupid

make omori mute (and probably use sign language)

omori does not express fear or stress in-game, thats sunnys job. quit it

he also does not cry and generally shows emotions (even the big ones) in more subtle ways (which i think i was trying to shift towards later in the doc) idk why he was so emotional all the time

literally everything about how i portrayed omori actually that was all just awful

the panic attack scene is fucking embarrassing i have no clue what i was thinking. im so sorry for writing it like that i did 0 research beforehand

make it shorter why did i think that would work out

id probably just make it a fic, comics take way too much outta me compared to just writing things

it does not need a big epic ending and probably shouldve ended not long after they escaped black space

the romance is horrible but thats the foundation of the comic so idek what id do about that

stop making everyone talk like therapists 24/7

and yeah it has a lot of problems but i still do care about this due to the ammount of effort and love ive put into it, i just cant and dont want to continue it

so yeah thats where this story ends ig. i had a lot of fun along the way, and thank you so much for all the support. bigger thanks to that one sunflower discord server (if you came from there you know which one) for being my main motivation and support throughout this journey. sucks this comic never got to see its full potential but im relieved to finally lay it to rest. the blog will stay up for archival purposes but i will not continue the comic any further obviously. the ask box will remain open if you wanna say anything or if you have a question about the story or whatever. thanks for reading.

[crazy-hazy-sims]

-the Tired accountant and the senior Designer pt2-

Hello again i decided to expand on my sims for the simblr office idea by @kashisun once again thank you for this and apologies if im a bit spammy im slightly excited lmao

Okay buckel up folks cause im about to take you on a journey TM lol

Introducing our office babes

Christian Sinclare:

33 years old but feels 50

Doesn't like coffee but drinks it to stay awake

His favorite color is Naomi's hair color👀

..... And sage green

Literally the only accountant in this company that you can talk to that wont bring up budget cuts in the first 5 mins

His favorite meme is the "keep calm and carry on" meme but people call him an old man if he brings it up. #leavesinclarealone2023

Always works late but only because he prefers to finish the financial reports on the same day he started them so he can sleep at night (anxiety gang hello👋)

So many coworkers from other depratments come down and talk to him about various Accounting things he has no idea why its not like he is the manger or head of the department ( its because he is handsome and all the peeps want a piece of him he's just too cluless to notice)

Obsessed with the presence of Mathematical algorithms in nature and everyday life

His favorite is how Bats can find the exact location of things using echo location and the math behind that

The golden Ratio is another obsession and he spends his days off in Museums observing painting that has them

Naomi Marroquin:

31 years old iced coffee addict

Her hair color was an accidental dark red home hair dye job that went wrong but she liked it so much she kept it for years

Her favorite color is red

Hates staying late and leaves the office at 5 o'clock sharp and no one can stop her (trust me they tried)

Says she doesn't care for all the office gossip and scandal but she is besties with the one HR employee from how much she goes down there to get the juicy gossip

Is the senior graphic designer but the graphic department head put her in charge of Budgeting and making exel sheets for the accounting department because she was the only one with "excel proficiency" on her resume

That was a lie

The first time she got assigned an excel sheet assignment she googled "how to learn excel fast" then added " for dummies" exactly 2 mins later

She oftten clashes withthe Accounting department on thier requestes to lower costs and cut out quality

Hates doing all the obove through email and tries to meet anyone from the accounting department but they all avoid her because they have no time for her 30 mins lectures about the importance of paper quality

Fun facts:

Naomi is taller than Christian 💓

Naomi used her personal email on accident for her resume which is called: Naomi.is.da.best.2012@simail.com but they hired her anyway because they desperately needed someone with excel skills

Naomi's corporate style is inspired by her mom who used to be a corporate goth but naomi is not one (infact some of her office Fashion staples were given to her by her mom)

Christian's second reason for staying late is that he hates going home to an empty quiet small Appartment and prefers the feel of the big spaces of the office

Christian refuses not not wear any sort of jacket during his workday but once the day is over and everyone leaves he takes of his jacket loosens up his tie and takes out his bun to feel more comfortable

Naomi once saw christian at a museum staring really hard at a painting then she saw that painting printed on a corset the next day it made her laugh so much she had to buy it for work

One day Naomi wore tights with bats on them (vintage 😉) when she arrived at work and "happened" to get in the elevator with Christian he instantly said "nice bats" but then panicked and went into how much he loves bats for 10 mins straight. Naomi instantly fell for that panicked rizz lol

Next day she came to the office with some nice bat earing but swears its not related to Christian and his love of bats(it is) and its NOT HER GIVING HIM SIGNS OMG GUYS DO YOU WANT ME TO GET WRITTEN UP TO HR( she totally was)

How they got close and began working together:

After a particularly tough day at work of having to stay late and trying to get through to the accounting department because they wont budge on buying the expensive colored ink for thier printers and how not doing that will compromise the color quality plus almost calling the accounting manger an uneducated potato,

she decided to pass by the empty (or so she thought) accounting department to let out some cuss words at a poor empty desk, she saw Sinclare sitting there tie loosened and all and decided to try again and convince him to not cut the important supplies from the budget

How she thought that conversation went:

How it actually went:

After he recovered from that he told her he will help her write better more convincing reports to present to the department and from then on they became friends (who are trying so hard and failing not to fall for each other)

Aaand Thats all for now folks if you read all that i wanna say thank you i love getting super inspired like this its so much fun! Tell me what you think of the babes here im So excited!

Thank you again to kashisun for this extremely fun idea❤️

[kyuummie]

(// mentions of wilbur soot , /neg rant )

probably not an awesome idea to rant publicly about it but. i saw moot talk about this and honestly i am really missing the community behind w*lbur/tnt/ccrime like that was where i thrived and i felt safe. which is so bad because i swear to GOD that was on purpose to lure in younger mentally unstable people into one place 😭😭😭 in no means am i saying i would like to go back to being oblivious though , ultimately im growing as a person as a result of this loss …..

to be completely frank ive always seperated c from cc but i think drawing him kind of icks me out a lot more than say, cdream or cschlatt, because i dont really care about either of those ccs. i did care a lot more about cw*lbur than the real one because i was more passionate about the C because. writing is a form of art and im passionate about the art of character development ! (yes i say that even when i had an album of all the pictures i had of him in my photo gallery which totaled to almost 2k until yeah. its bad i know 😭 yes im starting therapy soon) and ctntduo is a big factor because they are the most important out of all to me, i was very intrigued by them because of their dynamics, literally everything is ctnt to me……….. i guess it can become a cdiscduo situation?? but for now im disgusted by even thinking of c!w, i keep saying this but i can only give it time

im slowly moving closer to ctommy and cquackity and other fandoms like splatoon more now though and you will see a lot more of them, it’s embarrassing to dwell on something like this and i can acknowledge this isnt about me but at the same time i can understand why im having such a hard time with this shift in my mindset, and i am genuinely mourning and grieving for a part of me and my identity as an artist that is kind of tainted and basically gone. a lot of media and art is about to become/has become lost to time which is even sadder

all to say if i do eventually draw him again, which im not sure about, designs will be changed, just wont be using tags like “w*lbursootfanart”. dsmp has long been dead and the creators do not profit off of me drawing the characters (which frankly most of the time dont even look like the creators). 99% sure people outside the fandom will never go watch present day ccs because of their c!s and art of it. that’s qsmp’s job

anyways wilbur soot should jump and he WILL be facing karma for his actions 💗 i cant believe men like him have the guts to hurt the most kindhearted people without remorse

[maximuswolf]

i wrote a song about the good times i had with my cousin wondering if she likes it or finds it creepy/awkward NEED HELP!

i wrote a song about the good times i had with my cousin, wondering if she likes it or finds it creepy/awkward NEED HELP! so i will give context, she is 2 years older than me ( I am 18 male ), and she lives in another country, she was here for a week to spend time with us (her grandparents/ uncles ..etc) [she originally immigrated] and after she left, i felt that i needed to clear some things up ( i smiled at her cat's death "toast" ) [it was an accident i swear] and some other things that i lied about, i have these lines and im opting for a hip/hop song about herit's called "the best cousin" tell me if the lyrics sound cringe/happy/sad/romantic/creepy cause i don't want it to come out as something i don't mean*note* im a rapper and i have made a couple songs so i got the flow no problems, i just want the lyrics ratedthis is for my cousin the best childhood friendthe one with the poor choice of words i would offendmessages i gotta check em twice before i hit sendyou the best cousin I have i'm not gonna pretendi was on hiphop, you introduced me into rhythm and blues sorry in our childhood, on a daily i gave you a bruise not anymore im a different man, with changed viewsyou were the first one who complimented my shoesyou are a bit older than me but much more maturehow can u manage 2 jobs and C0llege endurewhen I talk to you my boredom finds its curethe next time you see me i will improve for surewish you had stayed longer than a weekwish My social skills weren't so weakwish I had the Confidence so I could more speakcool and charasmatic how can you be more uniqueTold you i didn't like to workout, i lied you should've seen my muscleshould've seen my craft you should've seen my hustleTold you i had social anxiety technically i lied because the anxiety only worked on youi was shocked aswell becuase it came out of the blueTold you i Couldn't wake up at 9 i technically lied because i only got 4 hours of sleepsorry that I smiled at toast situation couldn't process it, half of my brain was asleepTold you i'll come next year i lied since i have a phd i have to getif everything goes right, ill be there in 6 years i hope the good times you wont forgetTold me to continue on my singing after you heard one song, i'll try my bestTold me about some good music, i listened to all of them even though i liked kanye westTold me that i chocked you in our childhood, it's a thing in the past so it cant be adressedTold me you liked to go on hikes in your free time, i ain't gonna lie i was impressedWe Had a rough childhood but ill tell you that I changedRemember when we played legos and pieces we exchangedRemember when you used to tease me with spiderman and made me so madRemember when I used to take all your toys man as kids we were so badIt's funny remembering the old timesAnd it's sad remembering the bad times and even sadder realizing how quick time fliesExperience is a competetion And memories are the prizeyou gave me a big goal and have opened up my eyesyou are only person who i would take on their advicegot me a nice watch as a graduation presenti will be grateful in the future and in the presenta couple hours of talking with you was really nice and pleasantthe conversations got me really intrested and i was presentWish you had a good time when you were over hereWe will miss you in the meantime when you are over thereAnd I wish you the best on your future careerAnd I hope i mentioned enough and was all clearand i'm really looking forward to sit and talk when you come around next yearand i really hope i wrote enough lyrics, rapped good and made the song clear the beat if someone is wondering : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yu33lpgqGNIit's supposed to be apart of an album (i guess that makes it less awkward) Submitted September 20, 2024 at 05:59AM by yousifgamer007 https://ift.tt/uM0oUsO via /r/Music

[seokmn]

chapter III : “i dont have a soulmate”

wc: 818 words + screenshots

“good job everyone! the practice is over, yall can go now” the director said, ending today’s practice for the musical. seokmin nodded, clapping and telling the other actors that they did a great job today before starting to take his things to leave the auditorium.

“minnie?” seulgi called him while touching his shoulder, he turned around and look at her with a smile, “yes?”

“i was wondering if you want to go to my place, we can grill some meat, drink some beer and i also have kimchi at home” she said with a smile on her face, but seokmin only smiled weakly and rubbed the back of his head before speaking, “i would love to, but i have to go somewhere else”

“oh, somewhere else? is seokmin cheating on me?” seulgi joked, the boy laughed and shook his head “please, give me break” he chuckled, “i just need to go to a place before it closes”

“relax, i understand. you did great today, see you tomorrow”

“see ya, take care, okay?”

seulgi nodded and watched seokmin leaving the auditorium before going back to grab her things to go home. meanwhile, seokmin checked the time on his phone and cursed under his breath, “shit, the bookstore will be closing soon” and with that, he ran towards the bookstore.

you were already closing the bookstore when you saw the bookstore-guy knocking on the locked glass door, you pointed to the “closed” sign and seokmin pouted, mouthing a “please”. you thought for a while, turning around to look to the empty bookstore and then to the guy who was outside, you sighed and opened the door.

“thank you so much, i swear ill be quick”

“its okay”, you smiled, “take your time to pick the book you want”

seokmin nodded and went straight to the section about the invisible string, searching for more books about not sharing a string with someone. “want a help with it?” you asked quietly.

“huh? you already read those books?” seokmin looked at you with a curious look, “yup, all of them. i dont have a soulmate so i thought the books would help me out”

“you… dont have a soulmate?”

“no,” you chuckled “i suppose you also dont have one..?”

“what?! no, i have a soulmate!”

“oh- sorry! i just thought.. y’know, buying books about it every week and the way you freaked out the first time you came here to buy a book..”

seokmin sighed, “was it that obvious?” he paused, “yea, i dont have a soulmate.. god i never said that out loud”

“its okay. its kinda hard, isnt it? seeing everyone having a soulmate like youre just watching them being in love and being happy”

“its so hard…” seokmin said, not wanting to extend the subject since talking about it hurts him badly and you seemed to notice, you smiled a bit and grabbed a book on the bookshelf, “take this one, i think you’ll like it”

seokmin took the book and gave you a small smile, “thanks.. ill pay now”, you nodded and walked towards the cashier so he can pay for the book.

“you know.. is nice to know there’s actually people like me in this world. i always knew i wasnt the only one who doesn’t have a soulmate, but it was lonely to not have someone like me around me, it made me wonder if i wasn’t really the only one”

seokmin nodded while paying for the book, “its weird and you cant even talk to your friends about it because they wont understand you”

“well, you can talk to me now”, you said while handing him the book “im yn”

“i know,” he chuckled and pointed to the name tag on your shirt. you looked down and chuckled at the sight of the name tag “im seokmin”

“seokmin.. its a pretty name”

“thanks,” he smiled “look i wont take your time anymore, thank you so much for opening the bookstore for me, i promise i wont get here this late anymore. i was just busy and i really needed a new book, just finished the last one this afternoon”

“its alright, really. dont worry about it”

“well… goodbye, yn”

“wait!” you said while looking for something inside your bag, you took a book and handed it to him, “i would also like to recommend this one. its mine, but you can take it, ive read it too many times”

“oh.. thank you so much” the guy took the book and looked at you kinda shocked by your action “ill make sure to read it and tell you my opinion about it once i get back here”

“sure! now you should get going, i really need to close the bookstore” you chuckled, “of course, right. goodbye, yn, thanks for the book and for letting me in” he said bowing at you and smiling.

you just smiled back and waved at him as he walked away.

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INVISIBLE STRING

in a world where when you turn 18 you share an invisible string with your soulmate that only you and your respective soulmate can see it, seokmin, also known as dokyeom, is an actor in the musical theatre world that doesnt have a soulmate and keep it as a secret. meanwhile, yn works in a bookstore and doesnt seem bothered at all by the fact of not sharing a string with someone. is it possible to change the destiny and find your soulmate even tho you dont share the invisible string with anyone?

[cuntspunsgunsfuns]

manifestation works

and here's what happened to me; my dream job, my final exams, money, make up, clothes i wanted, relationships, basically everything that i ever asked for and manifested, came to me. no bullshit.

i graduated last week, and there's (im not exactly sure if its called the SAT's) your final exams you have to take all of them when you're about to graduate and stuff. so mind you, in january i signed up for it, back then i had trouble with school learning and stuff, so i was pretty CONFIDENT that i signed up for nothing and i was gonna fail. and i wanted to study real bad, but i never did. so before the SATs i wanted to get a job like real bad after i was finished with school, and i was not close to getting one. and i was so lost, i felt like my life was over and i was so insecure about stuff, so i pretty much gave up trying. i was scrolling through tik tok and i found a video that was talking about how SUBLIMINALS work and that people are actually getting crazy results from listening to subliminals and stuff. i was desperate, and very much worn out but i still gave it a try, cause like it wont hurt and this stuff is really interesting to me. every morning before going to school, i sat In front of the mirror doing my make up and listening to a subliminal that was focused on like, getting my dream job. and i was getting ready and just imaging myself getting that call from the boss or some shit, and getting ready for work like it was all in my head.

deadass, i get a phone call saying that they were so interested by my application and they would like to offer me an internship just to see if i like it, if its something that its meant for me, if they'll see that i am capable of working here, and stuff.

guys, im gonna start working in september, and they pay me 2x more than what i thought they would.

i will always be thankful to myself for being patient and actually never losing hope, because sometimes it took too long for them to reach out to me, but in the end i got it.

i had three final exams left. and these were the most, intense, like the ones that count the most. and you cannot fuck up any of these exams because they are literally, the most important of all the exams you've done so far. i was not prepared, i didnt open a book to like at least try or something. i was walking in these exams confident about everything, like i know what im doing, i didnt learn shit but im here for it and im gonna pass it.

i had doubts but each time my mom asked me howd it go id tell her that i aced it and nothing to worry about. so math is the final exam, and its tomorrow, and im procrastinating each time, i tell myself ill study later but it ended up being 9pm and i was literally on PRIME VIDEO.

i go on yt, search a short video explaining hard math, dont understand one thing. so im like, why should i do this when i can just listen to a subliminal?? LOL. I LISTENED TO A SUBLIMINAL FOR 2 MINUTES. AND IT WORKED.

i dont wanna go into full detail but im writing this to remind myself how i did all of that. i always thought that i was crazy, because i could not understand, why, or how, each time i think about something it comes to me. i thought i was losing my mind lol. i think about a song that i havent heard in a loooong time or a shirt i havent seen for a long time and they just pop up. right in my eyes. in the same day in the same hour.

my subconscious mind is so powerful and i swear u cannot convince me otherwise. its helping me. and every thought just comes like it sounds super crazy but its so real and its amazing.

so thats why u should visualize, think about what u want, who u want to become and that will come to you. your subconscious mind is already getting it. because your thoughts already exist, your desires are yours and you just have to let them come through.

each time you talk bad, or bad mouth, talk shit about someone your subconscious mind records it and basically places that effect on you. like who you are, that negativity doesn't flow to that person, it comes to you. so whenever you open your mouth and say something hateful its only backfiring.

the same is with your thoughts. whenever you sit there and worry and just constantly doubt yourself, hate yourself, hate the future and think about how horrible its gonna turn out or ur not enough, thats exactly whats gonna happen.

u can control it. you can be it