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hischeapcigar · 1 year ago

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Strawberries and cigarettes part 3

Pre-outbreak Joel Miller x reader

Part: 1 2 3 4

Summary: you're falling in love with the person your dad hates the most

Word count: 4.9k

Warning: none except your father is a bit deranged so maybe that's all, and a little angst 🚬

a/n: idk how to stop writinggg. To think that this originally was supposed to be a oneshot but here we are lol. Like always comments and reblogs are appreciated <3 🍓🍓

“Kiss me Joel-”

Joel closed the distance between you as he smashed his lips on yours. Your eyes closed at the contact. The taste of strawberries and cigarettes invading your mouth along with the hallucinatory taste of his lips. His lips moved fast then slow, hard then soft. He tugged your hair, tilting you so he could kiss you better; biting your lower lip, earning a moan from you.

You clutched the shirt on his chest, while he tightened his hold around you, pulling you impossibly closer. You wished that the kiss would never end, but like waking up from a good dream,

He chased your lips when you pulled away for air. You both breathed heavily, making up for the lost oxygen. You were unable to open your eyes, scared if this really was a dream.

Only when you felt him trace his thumb on your lips, did you open your eyes, only to see him looking at you with pure delight.

He leaned in and pecked your lips once more, clearly not getting enough.

“Sweetheart...” he sighed; his voice hoarse

You only stared at him, too blissed out by the kiss,

“That was…” he licked his lips,

“Straight out of heaven?” you whispered,

“Exactly” he held you as a leverage as he got up to sitting position, that had you straddling his laps.

You quickly removed yourself from him, Joel keeping his gaze on your crimson cheeks, looking for any sign of regret.

Tracing your own lips, unable to come down from the high he put you on. You reluctantly met his gaze, your eyes shining with a different glow. You both stared at each other in pure awe, with you breaking eye contact. Too shy, too flustered. Joel smirked at your state, knowing exactly what he was doing to you

“Y/N… I'm not good at asking…but-” he scratches his nape, avoiding your gaze, “do you maybe feel the same?”

If you weren’t paying undivided attention to him, you would’ve missed the last part he uttered.

You smiled at him, who was looking too eager to get the answer,

Carefully you sat closer to him,

“Now tell me, you don’t get it, do you?” you asked cupping his face with your delicate hand,

He shuddered at the soft touch, “get what?” he whispered, like you had, moments ago

You bit your lower lip, searching for the right words to express your feelings, “that you drive me crazy, that you make me wanna sneak out my house like I’m in high school”

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Ever since the first kiss, all you want is to keep your lips on him forever. You were drunk on his touch. You would steal a kiss any chance you get.

Every day was a spring to you, nothing annoyed you anymore, not even your father. Bad day? You would just shrug it off and flood your mind with Joel.

You were happy. Joel was happy.

🍓🚬🍓🚬

You were at Gina’s place, helping her pack her stuff. She was moving to Philadelphia the same night. You were happy for her. She wanted to be a chef and she finally got the chance.

Your father kept nagging you, “even Gina is moving out to do something better, do you even plan to do something with your life?”

“I told you I'm moving to L.A next month, just bear with me for one fucking month, dad,” you slammed the door to your bedroom,

You were annoyed, you were frustrated. You wanted to be with Joel, the memories weren’t helping.

🍓🚬🍓🚬

“I told Mrs. Ivy that I'm seeing someone” Joel murmured one night

You had your head on his lap as he mindlessly played with your hair. Sitting on the back of his truck on a splayed blanket, Joel rested his head on the glass of the front panel.

“Wh- Joel? Why would you do that?” you sat up to face him, your brows furrowed

Joel rubbed his face with his palms as he sighed deeply, “she wouldn't stop droppin’ hints, hell, at this point she was straight up askin’ me out”

You giggled, “My boyfriend really is hot, what can I do?”

He just playfully glared at you

You reached out and held his hands, “so didn’t she ask who was the lucky lady?”

He chuckled, “yeah, as much as I wanted to show you off, didn’t want no trouble for ya. I said it’s someone outside the town”

You rested your chin on his perched-up knees, “well it won’t be a lie in the next month,”

You swore you saw his face fall, you waited for him to say something, anything

He struggled with his words, “I- is this the time to talk ‘bout it?”

You nodded, “could be, or we can wait-”

“No- no let’s just get this over with, ‘s already messing with my head”

“Okay so,” you began, untangling your hands, both of you sitting across each other, “I'm moving to Los Angeles because I don't think I can do anything here,”

“Like you know I want to teach, and I applied to this school here and they didn’t have any vacancy and I want to get- God how do I explain this,” you ran your fingers through your hair, then Joel calmly held your hands, rubbing soothing circles to relax you, which you did. As much as it sounded corny, you really believed his touch was magic, he would stop the tide from drowning you.

“Look I want to get away from this town, maybe I'm tired of all the same things,” you admitted in a low voice,

There was a moment of silence before Joel spoke, “you know I would never hold you down, right?”

Every word he uttered was genuine and unfeigned, you looked up at his eyes that were offering the same thing,

“I know Joel, but I don’t want to leave you behind,”

There is a pure look of adoration when he brings his hand up to your face, tucking the strand of your hair behind the ear, “oh darlin, I'll be right here, we can pick up right where we leave off”

Don't leave then. Stay. please. We’ll make it work. This town is bearable because of you. He wanted to scream but he knew better than to hold you back, he could never be the one to clip your wings, he could never add to your problems

“Can’t you come along?” you asked meekly

“I can’t, sweetheart. Sarah’s school, my job, ’s all here,” he explained

You looked down, nodding.

You wanted to stay for Joel, but you can't keep hiding your relationship forever. Can’t risk him being beaten by your father again. But most of all you were tired of your father’s constant complaints.

“We have this time together until we don't, so don’t stress yourself out” Joel said when he saw that familiar crease between your brows

“Yeah,” you moved as he lay down, putting his head on the makeshift pillow made of some blankets. You lay beside him, your head on his chest, your arm across his chest, holding on to him, holding on to the time that you have together.

Joel’s mind was running through a million thoughts. His heart was begging him to ask you to stay but his head was stopping him. His thoughts were cut short when you readjusted yourself and held him tighter.

Silently asking him; stay in the moment.

He tightened his arms in return, okay

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J- “hey, can we skip tonight?”

It was the first time he ever asked you to skip. The only nights you skipped were Sunday nights when you were on closing shift.

But reading his text made you anxious, you were confused. Is he getting tired of it?

“Sure. Is everything okay though?”

J- “yeah! Sarah was asking for a movie night, and I've been stalling for a few days now”

You stared at his text. He really had you wrapped around his finger. He sent you another text,

J- “wish you could join us”

“Someday, miller”

The guy, Luna, who you were in contact with regarding your shifting to LA, and your job in the school, called you just as you sent the text to Joel,

“Hey, Luna! How are you?”

“I'm well, thank you. Listen, I wouldn’t call you if it wasn’t urgent. We need you here a week earlier, think you can do that? We have so many applicants”

Your mind went haywire just when you wanted it to focus,

“I- uh, Luna, I-” you stammered

“You can tell me first thing in the morning, but as a friend, I'd suggest you try and be here”

“Okay, I'll call you in the morning”

“Goodnight, y/n” he hung up

Originally, you were leaving 2 weeks later but now you’d have to leave in a week. A week? Suddenly it all felt so surreal. You wished you could share this with Joel, but you didn’t want to ruin their night with something that was your decision from scratch.

You paced back and forth, calming yourself to focus.

I have to leave either way, sooner or later

Do I really want this?

Am I ready to leave everything and Joel?

Am I ready to face the foreign land?

Do I really want this?

“Do you even plan to move out?” your father voice echoed

Do I really want this?

“You can’t stay stuck in this town honey” Gina

Do I really want this?

“Do yourself and us a favor and just move out” your father

I really want this. Fuck it. I'll figure it out.

You called Luna 2 hours later and waited for him to pick it up. Your leg bounced impatiently while you sat at the edge of the bed, biting your nails.

“Hello?” said Luna

“Hey, Luna, I'm ready, sign me up”

🍓🚬 J o e l 🍓🚬

y/n - “Someday, Miller”

He stared at her text, contemplating if he should ask her to sneak out and join them. But it was risky. And on the other hand, Sarah didn’t know about them, neither did Tommy.

He put away his phone as he heard the door opening, it was Tommy.

“Hey, brother” he sang as he tried to hug Joel who just grunted in response,

“watcha got there?” Joel asked taking the bag from tommy

Sarah showed up just then, “uncle tommy! Did you get the movie?”

“of course! Joel, show her,” tommy told Joel who was staring at the CD that he took out of the bag.

The three of them settled on the sofa along with snacks. The movie started playing and Tommy and Sarah were already too invested. Joel sneakily took his phone to text you. Just to talk to you but decided against it.

Around the end of the movie, Sarah was long asleep, with her head on Joel’s chest. And Tommy had slidden down on the rug during the movie.

Joel turned off the movie as he carried Sarah to her room. He returned to the living room to see Tommy sitting on the sofa, clearly wide awake.

“ya stayin’ the night?” Joel asked, picking up wrappers of snacks littered around

Tommy shook his head ‘no’.

Joel returned to the sofa after cleaning up the mess but before he could say anything, Tommy beat him,

“Joel, is there something I should know about you and y/n?”

Joel’s face went paler as if he had seen a ghost,

Play dumb. Play dumb.

“wh- y/n? Why- who's y/n?”

He mentally smacked his face. What the fuck was that?

“Joel.” tommy was serious

“What happened?” Joel was persistent, but he silently gave away his answer. The truth.

“Look, I know y/n’s dad hates us, or you, I can't tell, but yesterday at the café someone said that he- I don’t know if it’s true, but he threatened you?”

There was no point in lying, Tommy knew the truth even though they never talked about it.

Joel curtly nodded his head,

“Joel, y/n is a nice girl but why are you putting yourself in danger? You know her father is mad-”

“I know Tommy” Joel's voice was stern and harsh, “I know” he repeated softly, “but I can’t help it, I'm- I think- I really love her, man”

Tommy's expression didn’t change to shock, except his face softened. Watching his brother fall in love.

“So... it’s all serious, huh?” tommy smirked

“don’t know man, she leavin’ in two weeks” Joel voice shook, just the thought of you leaving sent shivers down his spine,

“Where to?”

“LA”

Tommy winced, “all good girls are leavin’ the town man, think we should too,” he chuckled but stopped when he saw unamused look on his brother’s face

“What? C’mon man, you’re really sad she leavin, how long have you guys been seeing each other?” Tommy pushed

“4 months” Joel grumbled, as he leaned back on the sofa, resting his head. He rubbed his hand over his face,

He explained Tommy why you wanted to leave, and Tommy listened,

“So, why didn’t you ask her to stay? She can move out and stay in the town?”

“I can’t hold her back, Tommy, it’s her dream to see the LA and everything that world has to offer, and I've only got 2 weeks with her. 2 weeks and she’s gone” his voice wavered in the last part

“bullshit” tommy stomped his foot as he got up,

“Excuse me?” Joel was tired and the thought of you leaving was exhausting

“it’s bullshit, Joel! You love her, she loves you and you can’t even ask her to stay? You think she’ll leave if you asked? That she’d fight you-”

“-no that’s the problem, she won’t argue, she won’t fight, she’d stay but I can’t be the one who holds her back! I can’t do this to her” Joel almost yelled, as he sat up with his elbows supporting his pounding head.

“Fine! Then make these two weeks count” were the last words tommy said before he stormed out of the house

As the silence subsided, Joel's head was filled with thoughts. thoughts of you, your images, your everything.

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“I'd follow you anywhere, Miller” you laughed, throwing your card. You both were sitting on the back of his truck. Surrounded by strawberries and cigarettes. Playing some card game.

You were referencing your line to the game.

You looked up at him as he studied his cards and inspected which card to put. You realized you were in love. Truly, madly and deeply.

He played his turn, as he shook his head, a small smile on his lips,

“I mean it... you know,” you brought his attention to yourself, “I'd follow you anywhere,”

Those words captured his entire soul as he threw his cards to the side, swiping away the cards in between and reaching out for your wrist,

“Joel!” you squealed as you easily gave in as he put your cards to the side and pulled you on his lap,

Your faces were inches away, his breath fanned over your lips.

There were countless kisses that you stole, but something about these deliberate moments that had you feeling light-headed.

“You mean it?” he whispered,

“Yes Joel,” you breathed

As soon as the words left your mouth, you were quick to close the distance and put your lips on his. To seal the promise.

Joel never said anything, but he poured all his emotions into the kiss. Bit your lip to get a gasp out of you, he took this opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. His hands mapped every inch of your body. As if he was learning all the curves.

You broke the kiss together but didn’t pull away. He rested his forehead on yours,

“Darlin, you’re gonna be death of me,” he mumbled

“that’s right, Miller, but I don’t want you to die before me” you pouted which Joel was quick to place a kiss on.

He chuckled, “fine, I'll stick around for ya”

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Joel shook the memory away; it was too painful for him.

Two weeks.

“Stop her, man” Tommy’s words repeated in his head

Two weeks

“I want to get away from this town” you

Two weeks

“You love her, she loves you and you can’t even ask her to stay?” Tommy

Two weeks

He quickly looked for his phone to text you. As soon as he opened your chat, his thumb danced over the keyboard not knowing what to say,

Don’t go to LA

He had typed but he was too scared to send it. His breath stuck in his throat as he saw three dots indicating you’re typing

It was almost morning, why the fuck were you awake,

His phone chimed,

y/n- “Joel?”

He didn’t get the time to reply because you had sent another text,

y/n- “I know you’re asleep, but Luna called, I'm leaving next week”

He choked on his breath as he read your text. He put away his phone once again. His hands trembled.

He couldn’t stop you.

He had to act okay when he meets you

He had to support you

He lied on the couch, too tired to go to bed.

One week

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You thought you were hallucinating that Joel was typing but the three dots quickly disappeared

- “I know you’re asleep, but Luna called, I'm leaving next week”

You hit “send” as you put the phone in the nightstand. You were lying on your bed, but you couldn't sleep.

The decision was made. Just one week and then you’re gone. You started wondering about how the town would be affected. Will they miss you at the café? Will Sarah miss you? Surely Joel would. Just the thought of leaving Joel made you tear up again.

It had been only half an hour since you came to the café. You yanked Oliver to the side to disclose the news to him. His face lit up,

��Are you serious, y/n? Next week?”

Oliver was the one who introduced you to Luna. He helped you throughout the application process and you were grateful to him.

“Yes,” suddenly there was hint of uncertainty in your voice, Joel.

He still hadn’t replied, it’s early, he must be asleep. You told yourself

As minutes passed, you informed the rest of coworkers about your decision. They were all happy for you.

Only Joel and your parents were unaware, or so you thought.

You and Oliver were conversing along with preparing orders. Early morning had a lot of people coming in for breakfast, so you were engrossed.

One of the coworkers, Emma, ran to the kitchen,

“y/n” she called you, catching her breath as she pointed to the kitchen exit door,

“Joel’s here”

Your heart was in your throat, threatening to beat out. It was like you were seeing him for the first time, you were nervous.

Quickly you abandoned the latte and your conversation with Oliver as you asked Emma to take over.

Wiping your hands with the small towel you emerged from the door, and you saw a very confused looking Joel standing beside the counter.

Your breath hitched as your eyes met his.

“Joel” you tried to sound casual, minding the people in the café. You're not supposed to be seen together

“y/n” his voice was strained

His eyes were heavy with bags accompanying them

“Did you even sleep last night?” you pretended to be busy behind the counter, ruffling the papers, though Joel had your full attention,

His hair was messy and voice hoarse. His gaze flickered to your lips before snapping back up. And God you wanted to hold his face and kiss him hard. But you resisted, you knew he was resisting it too.

“Uh- yeah, movie night, y’know” his voice low, he knew he wasn’t supposed to be here

You only hummed, silently asking him to state the purpose of him being there out of the blue.

“I- uh, I got your message...thought t’was 2 weeks?” He pretended to read the menu card, eyeing you every other minute.

“Yeah, um, well, Luna called, said it was preferable if I showed up sooner- hello ma’am,” you shifted your expressions, putting on a big fake smile as you assisted the old woman with pancakes to go.

As soon as she left, Joel leaned into your space, causing you to jump and take a step back. You looked around to see if you received attention, but everyone was busy with their stuff.

“Can we meet a little earlier tonight?” he asked in a hushed tone, don’t give away your true emotions he told himself

There was another man in line behind Joel,

“Yes sir, you can pick the order at 9.” you brought back the fake-smile face, as you emphasized the timings to Joel, who turned his head to acknowledge the presence of the man behind him,

“Thank you, I heard you offer the sweetest” he returned to you playing along. He winked as he turned his back and left you a blushing mess.

His heart was breaking but he couldn’t let it show. He knew he shouldn’t

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“Remember the carpenter, Alan?” your father was saying, “his son moved out to better focus on his job,” “no he doesn’t live with his parents”

You knew he was jabbing the words at you. Pouring the milk in the cup, you sat at the table where your parents were conversing.

“I have decided-”

“About time” your dad cut you off, placing his elbows on the table, leaning in

You shook your head at his behavior, “I'm moving to LA next week,”

“This is a wise decision, I support you,” your father laughed, “you know it's your home, you can stay as long, or come back whenever you want”

“Sure, dad”

But you saw your mother’s smile drop when you revealed the news,

“Honey, are you sure?” she asked nervously

“of course, she is! My daughter is very capable and independent, she can do it” your father answered,

You only rolled your eyes at his act

j- “I'm here to pick my sweetest order”

A smile crept to your lips as you put aside your checklist to reply to him,

“The package is-”

You had typed when you heard the knock on your door. You stilled, and before you could answer, the door opened, revealing your mother

Not now please. You wanted to say but you put your phone aside to give her attention. Sometimes you even felt sorry for her for being a wife to a man like your father. She was one of the kindest people, never pushed you to do something you didn’t want to.

“What is it, mom?” you asked, putting the blanket aside to make room for her to join you on the edge of the bed

“I know you’re leaving because of Dad,” she says

You sighed, feeling guilty, “look, mom, I had to leave one day or another, I mean, I'm a grown up you know,” you chuckled lightly to lift the tension

“I know but you shouldn’t be forced to-”

Your phone rang, it was Joel.

You reached for it before your mom could see and silenced it,

“Who is it?” she asked

“Oh, it's just a customer”

Your mother didn’t hate Joel, but she never really defended him either. And she will be a lot furious if she found out about you, so it was better to keep the information from her

“You can take, I'm leaving anyway” she says getting up and walking to the door, agonizingly slow. Looking at the posters as if she was in your room for the first time,

“Hello?” you said it into the phone

“Honey, are you ditching me tonight?” you could imagine him smirking

“No, sir! Um I'm- I'm sorry for the delay, it should be delivered soon,” you scratched your forehead trying to sound casual

“Is everything okay?” Joel’s voice was laced with worry

“Yes of course, sir”

“y/n... is someone with you?” he asked as your mother finally left your room

“Was. Yes. Mom was here, I'm sorry. I'll leave in a few minutes, just to be safe y’know”

“’Course, I'll be here, text me”

You waited a few minutes before you texted him before sneaking out. He had gotten out of his car when you reached him. He helped you get in the truck before himself. Unlike any other night, he didn’t wait to drive a distance before he grabbed your hand and placed a kiss on your knuckles, both of them.

You were taken aback by his gesture, but your face flushed, nevertheless.

“How are you, princess?” he asked, turning the key and started pulling up.

“I'm okay, how’s my handsome man doing?” You hardly flirted back, and whenever you did, it made Joel's heart beat a little faster and blush creeping up his face.

He raised his eyebrows at you, smirking. He knew he was making this week count; a week was all he had.

You chatted the rest of the ride about the dumbest things, but it didn’t matter. You had gotten used to the roads and bridges. And you knew you were gonna miss it a lot.

“Back of the truck or by the garden?” Joel asked as he parked the vehicle

“Back of the truck is okay, I got a bug bite that I found out about the next morning” you complained causing Joel to snicker.

“Whatever my baby wants, my baby gets,” he nodded as he grabbed the blankets from the backseat.

He had started to keep a spare pillow for your comfort.

You helped him set the makeshift bed, as you both climbed in.

“You’re flirting a lot tonight, no?” you asked, nudging his side

“You mind?” He fake-gasped, feigned a heart attack.

“No, I could never” you settled beside him, holding his arm between both of you

He sighed, “I thought a lot about you today” he didn’t tear his gaze from the dark sky

“Yeah? What were you thinking about?”

“I was picturing you in LA”

“Was I happy?”

No. No you weren’t. He knew he pictured it because he was being selfish, because it would be him who would be sad

“Yes,” he lied instead.

The rest of the days of the week were a blur. You officially resigned from the café. Oliver helped you with a few documents that you needed. Your mom helped you with packing. And you didn’t miss a night with Joel.

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It was Friday night; you were leaving in the morning. You had your head on Joel’s chest as he played with your hair. Both of you were silent, content in each other’s embrace.

“Sweetheart, can you get up for a moment?” he asked softly

You were confused, but you sat up looking back at him. He produced a small box from his pocket. Your eyes were glued to the box, not knowing what it held inside.

Carefully, Joel opened the box revealing a silver locket with a tiny strawberry pendant

You gasped when you squinted to read his initial carved in it, looking up to see Joel displaying a look of admiration

“May I?” he asked holding the delicate jewelry between his fingers.

You quickly nodded and turned your back to him, lifting your hair with your hands. You whimpered softly as you felt the calloused skin on your neck. He removed his fingers letting the pendant fall to your chest.

You traced it softly, adoring its beauty. Joel pulled you back from your waist and rested his chin on you after placing a tender kiss on your shoulder blade. He intertwined your fingers with his on your lap.

“so you don’t forget me when you get to LA”

“wh- oh yes, I'm already losing memory, who are you again?” you joked back as he chuckled

You wished you could bottle up the sound of his laughter and keep it with you.

“I'm gonna miss you, Joel” your voice wavered, tears welling in your eyes.

He took a deep breath, “I'll miss you too, darling” you heard him sniff, and you turned around in his arms to see his glossy eyes and that was enough for your eyes to break the barrier and let the tears flow down

Joel quickly engulfed you in a hug, gently rocking you, “it’ll be okay, baby, you’ll be fine”

You let him hold you as you silently cried, and he kept pouring sweet nothings in your ear until your tears had ceased

You detached yourself from him, he quickly wiped the remnants of the tears away, “sorry-” you began but were immediately cut off by Joel,

“no” his voice was stern, “it’s okay to feel nervous because it’s a big step for you, but I want you to know that if you ever feel like coming back, you know where my house is”

You nodded at him

Silence fell between the two of you as you both settled and lied back on the pillows. Your one hand twirling the locket between your fingers, the other held Joel’s.

You only had tonight.

You squeezed his hands

I love you, Joel, you wanted to say but you couldn’t bring the words to your tongue. Too scared of reality.

He squeezed back,

I love you, y/n, he wanted to say, but he was too scared of the future.

You aren’t coming back to the town, it’s not worth it.

You deserve so much more than this.

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kawaii-butt-crust-core · 1 year ago

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Rise of the TMNT headcanons because I feel uhhhsodk emotions or something

Warnings: anxiety , gore mention, trauma/PTSD mentions, kidnapping, yelling mentions, claustrophobia mention, if I missed any please lmk ‼️‼️

Donatello ( my favorite hands fucking down )

LOVES "it's always sunny in Philadelphia" and relates to Dennis wayyy too much

( also made a joke about how splinter is frank and he was actually cool with it )

Likes those HYPERBOP and songs like that

At 5am and raph is waking up for the day and he finds Donnie in his room fully awake

"Ive been up for 3 days everything is haunted everybody's evi-"

He also likes twentyone pilots

House of gold, taking my time on my ride, and car radio are his favorites

Actually hates monster ( like the drink ) but he has a can in his room from 2020 that he just poured out for decoration

( honestly I can't even really hate on it I think 2020 just ruined it LMAO )

Has no blankets. Sleeps with a single sheet and a unwashed unsheeted pillow.

Is one of those people that people mistake for way older

Yokai thinks he's at least 18-20 and get so freaked out finding out he's actually just 14

( he loves the attention )

He actually likes HOMESTUCK 😭

( this is based on my friend who likes Homestuck and they remind me of Donatello to some degree )

Has a fan that hasn't had a break since 2016

Maybe longer

Has seasonal depression

He likes to be with April or doing something during the winter because of it to distract himself

April and raph are good with helping him

Leo knows but he knows to just stay out of his way and leave him the fuck alone

And Mikey hasn't really been told because Donnie feels like he's burdening people with his problems ( he didn't even want Leo to know but he just caught on )

He even feels guilty for dragging April and raph into it

Him and Mikey LOVE LOVE LOVED spiderverse

( Donnie got the movie illegally before it even came out )

This mother fucker definitely fell to his knees for spider punk im so sorry

This same mother fucker also probably loved Danganronpa...

He doesn't really like southpark but some episodes get to him

LOVES GHOSTFACE

TO ANOTHER LEVEL

NO ONE CAN LOVE GHOSTFACE AS MUCH AS HIM

Actually probably has purple injected into his veins

"yeah my veins bruise in the blink of an eye and I can't move my body sometimes but so what? It was worth it??"

hates on dream so hard....

DONT HUG ME IM SCARED AKWNWJJF

ALL OF THE BOYS WATCHED IT ( maybe not raph tho actually )

He actually made discord ( idk if I'm even joking or not )

Would this be a good time to add a picture of what I think human Donnie would look like?

Uhhh yeah

Yeah I think so

Ok next

Leonardooooooooo

Just fyi this shit is gonna be so angsty

It will dip I promise

He can't get enough of those "drake the type" memes

But also low-key he is drake

Has a hello kitty clock in his room that actually works for him

He was that annoying ass kid who would say "I can scream like a girl" and then scream to the top of their fucking lungs

The ADHD was tooo muuchhh

So he just basically climbs walls who cares

He's on the ceiling? What's new.

Ok so spieerpunk had don to his knees but Leo was all for Miguel

" NOOOO MY SPIDER PAPIIIII- " *splinter right fucking there*

Daddy issues just crawling out of all of their skin ANYWAYS

Can't draw for shit but loves art

The way he words things makes him sound like a complete gaslighter but he's just stupid

"?? I don't gaslight?? HUH no seriously what did I do?"

The Mario movie possessed him for a while tbh

DIP!

even hours after him returning from the prison realm he was dissociating so bad he was crying to feel something

Just a few weeks later, he isn't better yet by any means he's just ok enough to function

Someone dropped a plate or something ( I probably need to rewatch the scene before I make headcanons for it LMAO ) or dropped a pot, something loud

And he practically went down with it

He fell to the floor and stayed there for a bit

He didn't cry or say anything

Then Mikey tapped his shoulder and he fucking SNAPPED

He will never forgive himself

🫶🏼

The CRUCIAL NIGHTMARESS

*rubs my hands in evilness*

He could feel the same AIR as the prison realm at times

He smelt the same scent

Raph, draxum, and Casey had to sleep in the same room for a while so they would hear him

But sometimes he didn't loudly jerk himself awake

Sometimes it played through and he woke up and didn't make a peep

Sometimes they knew and sometimes they didn't

Most of the time one of them would just wake up because of instinct and see him just frozen

Can't handle gore now

He used to but can't anymore

It reminds him of 1

The kraang

And 2

Seeing his brothers eye all fucked up like that was too much

There were times he didn't even know who he was anymore

He was scared to leave his room for a while and felt such bad guilt for it

While they're out on a mission and Leo's just curled up in his room blowing up raphs phone

Raph wishes he could say something like "oh how the tables have turned" but this isn't what he wanted at all

Uhh ok sudden switch up

HE LOVES BO BURNHAMMMM

Him and Don and Mikey listen to Will Wood

SHAYFER JAMES TOO

JUST THOSE TYPES OF ARTIST

Mixed with late 90s to early 2000s

"erm.... what da flip ;-; NO STFU IM JUST KIDDING STOP BULLYING ME ITS A JOKE-"

Him if he was a hummmaannn

+ maybe some scars on his back

Raphael

Blind in his one eye and low-key has bad eyesight in his other one

He can still see decently but it's pretty much fucked

He likes squishmellows but he knows Mikey LOVES them so if he buys/ finds one, he'll give it to Mikey

He's more of a "childhood stuff animal nostalgia" anyways

Doesn't like to cuss but if he's REALLY scared, he'll let a loud and quick "FUCK -" slip out of his mouth

Or if he's angry hell mumble "this bitch-" or something like that

He feels like he's not doing enough as a brother but genuinely forgets that he needs to take care of himself

Not physically but more so emotionally

He beats himself up when making a mistake even if it was out of kindness

He doesn't think things all the way through and just immediately jumps to "I wanna help people!"

And ends up making a bigger mess so he feels like a bad person

( people have reassured him he's not but he plays back how people get mad at him when he messes up and he doesn't know how to forgive himself if someone got THAT mad at him )

He sometimes just gets this burst of love and just hugs one of his siblings or friends

I think he doesn't develop feelings easily ( infact it's kinda hard for him to, not in a bad way )but one time there was a yokai, about his size, and they really enjoyed each other

He didn't tell anyone but he got her number and they still talk and he might have small feelings for her

The reason he hates being alone because it's a PTSD thing ( that only got worse after the kraang thing )

( he was alone and in danger for most of the movie, the only reason he wasn't freaking out because he knew if he did he was fucked )

And he got possessed before he could even lose his shit

But basically I think he got kidnapped by a hunter and held him captive ( either chained, or in a cage ) for 2 days before splinter found him

( yes they searched for him for 2 days )

The hunter would shoot his gun next to the cage ( or restraints ) he was in to purposely mess with him

And if he cried he would get in his face and start yelling until raph forced himself to stop crying because of fear

It was traumatic

Splinter has his own trauma from losing his fucking kid for 2 days, but it still fucks with raph badly

He still remembers it so vividly that it feels like it had only happened a week ago

So add that in top of the kraang doing what they did to him.....

He was only holding it together for Leo tbh

He can't go to certain areas or he'll start to hear the hunter yelling in his face again, like a hallucination

It's gotten a little bit better over time but the kraang set him so far back

He was also already claustrophobic, but if anyone tries to hold him down now he just immediately throws them off

And hard

Anything that really reminds him too much of the past he just starts freaking out

So he doesn't like to be alone :)

I could do a separate post for this maybe

But moving on

Any early 2000s song from anyone or any 2000 themed song is his SHIT

They did a karaoke night and he did Brittany spears ( yes I know that's like late 90s but yk THAT CATEGORY )

He put on a blonde wig tho and was actually kinda feeling it at some point

He LOVES walking around at night

Just strolling

He loves food. He eats everything

There is nothing he won't eat

He just loves everything

I forgot his scar sadly but here 😔‼️💔

( the nose piercing is fake he's too scared to get one HELP )

Mikey:

This lil shit STEALS

HE USES HIS INNOCENCE TO HIS ADVANTAGE

And I sleeps fine at night with all of it in his room.

ADVENTURE TIMEEE

he loves cartoons

Adult cartoons, children cartoons

If it's animated he wants it injected into his spinal fluid

His music taste is everything

But he really likes indie / indie rock songs

Has all of his art and drawings hung up on his walls

There's maybe one or.two posters he actually bought the rest is his art

Loves spiderverse but he couldn't even enjoy it because he kept looking at Leo crazy with this out of pocket comments

"I wanna pick him up like a baby lion and wash him and feed him milk and release him back into the wild"

"*deadpan* Leo. What the actual hell."

Draxums favorite. Only Mikey knows he's his favorite. If anyone asks drax who his favorite is he says he hates everyone equally and looks over at Mikey

Speaking of drax I think they're vent buddies

Drax vents to him Mikey vents to drax

Drax was very helpful with all of them during the time they were all fucked up from kraang

He even got them into therapy but I'm gonna make a draxum section because I love him ( I lied he's my favorite character, then Donnie)

( God I love drax and Mikey so much let me go on a rant rq )

Apart of draxs training he could definitely pass as a licensed therapist

So if really anyone has some sort of mental thing going on he's there

Even for Leo ( even tho Leo didn't really want his help, that quickly changed tho, again I'll just put this in his section✨ )

But Mikey has these really bad panic attacks that even his brothers don't know about

Only splinter and drax

Splinter is there to comfort him and drax is there to let him talk about it

Mikey doesn't want his brothers to know because he's technically the "therapist" so splinter and drax will never tell anyone

Watched MSA just to make fun of it

Also says cringe shit because he thinks it's funny like Leo

"GYATTTTT....... Y'all know I'm joking right-"

Loves Lilo and stitch

Has an art Instagram with over 1000 followers

LOVES SPICY FOOD

He ate the spiciest chip and then asked for another

Loves spooky month

Fought leo for that damn hello kitty clock

Then stole it

" I'm in your walls :3"

He ate a like 2 handfuls of orbeez when he was 5 before splinter caught him

HUMAN

Draxum:

MY ACTUAL FAVORITE FUCKING CHARACTER AAAAAAAAA

YES I absolutely believe he could qualify as a therapist and he absolutely uses that to his advantage

Leo was still "ish" about draxum but he became a lot more appreciative of him during the times that raph and Casey couldn't be there ( like missions )

He even took time out of work to be there

If he called? He's already almost there

He absolutely a mom IDC he even has the messy mom bun

Mikey calls him dad and that's part of the reason he's his favorite

"honey, it was ruined when she bought it *snaps*" ( I'm sorry ) ( I have to draw this now)

LOVESS BLANKETS

Like all the blankets

The resting bitch face is so real

He has to be leaping for joy happy to maintain a happy face

Goes to Donnies room and tells him to lay his ass down ( he doesnt )

Sends millennial memes to the boys....

*insert a cat smashing on a piano* he's wheezing.

Him and Mikey paint together sometimes

Because he can actually paint super fucking good

Scars all around his body

HUMAN FORMMM

Thats all ill probably make more for April and Casey and splinter

#tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja tutles #rottmnt head canons #headcanons #rise donnie #rise leo #rise raph #rise mikey #baron draxum

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meet-at-tycho · 6 months ago

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sorryyy its late and i am filled with joy and whimsy. i love them so much, my sibling always gets annoyed with me cuz theyre all i talk about.. can you blame me? to have that vast boring nothingness shift into excitement and happiness and real true love? if you were me, youd talk about it too

its so funny cuz my life seems to move in cycles, familiar patterns that ive grown really sick of.. traumatizing and terrible, horrible bloody mess.... and then the most long drawn out boring slice of life youve ever witnessed. trauma! nothing! trauma! nothing! really tired of that.. i never thought that my nothing could be broken with joy, isnt that strange? for once, im not really hurting anymore. when i do hurt, i can handle it on my own and let go, and if its too much then i know im safe to express it

ive come such a long way, i dont tend to see myself positively, but.. its hard not to be proud. guys it turns out all you need to be happy is like. LOVE isnt that so corny isnt that so unbelievably predictable... APPARENTLY its true, i guess it feels different when yr actually experiencing it firsthand

im like on the verge of tears right now but. theres no sweeter joy than this, its so fucking BIZARRE. how did it happen this way? all the little bits and pieces that fell into place, delivered me angels and made me whole again.. cheesy, i know im being cheesy but i cant help it!! im sweet on them as often as i can be but theres still a lot of things i just.. dont have the strength to say directly. so i say them here, im sure only one of you will see this anyways. but i dont need either of you to see it, just speaking my feelings out into open air eases my mind a bit more

sometimes im like wow! theres no way this is healthy im . can i really experience true love? love that doesnt hurt? love thats REAL? as much as im tempted to deny it, im living it every day!!! i wake up and theyre both there to greet me, isnt that sweet? the first people i speak to when i wake up, the last people i say goodnight to when i go to sleep

i think i just need someone, i think im the kind of person that just.. ive been alone for a while, its OKAY its whatever, ive definitely grown used to it but. i thrive when im with them, its so? maybe all i need is someone else to keep me here.. ive got two!!!!!

maybe thats not clear enough

the way id get through that droning loneliness is escapism, nonstop daydreams and dissociation, i was barely here. only to eat and take care of my body a little bit, then its back to fantasy, because .. theres people who love me in my dreams! but.. im honestly finding it so hard to slip back into that habit now. its scary, because its whats kept me safe. hiding in fiction has kept me safe, kept me calm, happy.. but i cant shake it out of my head!!!! any time i try to fall back into those routines, the only thing i can think of is THEM.. like yeah this is great and all but.. i dont want to be trapped in my head anymore!!! theyre out there, i want to be out there..

if im honest? its terrifying. im forced to come to terms with ME as a person, who i am, something ive neglected to acknowledge for my entire life, but. im so completely wrapped up in my love for them that i hardly think about that!!!!! for once, it sorta almost feels like time is moving how it should be.. like every day that passes is different, every day that passes is SPECIAL. it hurts me to say this, but i think i love being alive? can you imagine that? how is it possible that two strangers could just.. fall into my life one day and before i even know it, im healing, im happy, im whole. MAKE ME SICKK its so foul. its almost pathetic!!! is that really all ive needed? this whole time, and i couldnt find ONE proper candidate throughout 20 years of life? its hard to really be upset about it, cuz.. ive got them now. thats all that matters

idk, i just. i think its really telling the kind of people they are, i know im only me, but.. for what its worth, theyve improved my life so drastically, i wouldve never thought id see myself happy like this. they do that for me, they do that and so much more. i love you 💞

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protokirby · 10 months ago

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Last night while I was attempting to stay asleep, I woke up needing to go to the bathroom. Like- an emergency amount of needing to go. Except I was in such a state of tired that it didn't register as an emergency. Like actually I'm not joking my half asleep brain went "That's someone else's" as in I somehow thought that my need to go was someone else's need to go and I'm ???????

I went back to sleep so many times (maybe about 5 times, possibly almost 10. Weird that I remember this at all?) until eventually it woke me up enough for me to realize I had to go and contemptuously ran for the bathroom.

That's not the end of how crazy my night was. The dream I was having before it all started kept continuing whenever I fell back asleep every time except it got weirder with every time I woke up and fell back to sleep.

It involved pokemon characters. My favorite kinds of dreams.

So- the dream, as far as I remember, Crispin had to deliver a package of some sort to someone. Why? Dunno. That information is lost to mindscape history. He was transporting it through a place from my childhood.

Oh and some memories from Bible reading worked its way into the dream at some point. I have been trying to read the Bible more lately soooo- yeah. In the dream I heard something akin to "...and an angel of the Lᴏʀᴅ said to Crispin, you best deliver that sparkly white thing." :| I- do not know it it would be blasphemous to think that's funny- but I kinda think that's funny- so for the sake of my walk with God I hope it's not blasphemous- idk though. Might need a stronger Christian to help with the answer to that.

Aight so anyhoo- the sparkly white thing? It was Pecharunt. And also a giraffe at the same time. And covered in white glowing fog.

Did Crispin ever bring that to whoever needed it? No clue. After my trip to the bathroom the dream didn't continue when I got back to bed.

I remember a second dream though from after getting back to bed. It involved pokemon mystery dungeon if it had minecraft physics in the dungeons. Drayton was there in some super pretty dungeon and - I can't remember if it was actually Drayton or an au version of him I have who's 100% more likely to be digging around in some cool place (to build magic power to set himself up for a life where he can lay around as much as he wants. au Drayton is still Drayton)

I don't remember much else from that dream because I woke up with another emergency level need to go. I have been so dehydrated for days so I can't understand why that happened but this isn't making me want to drink anything. Waking up needing to pee is mad annoying I got - hardly any sleep because I couldn't go back to bed the second time

At least I had fun dreams. (Also the confusion in the first time is wildly hilarious in hindsight)

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escapadeist · 1 year ago

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palm tree 🌴

nutmeg

ivy

and chia 🩵🩷🩵🩷🩷

get to answering lol

Ayee there's my fren...

palm tree ⇢ do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless?

Damn, ik they're morally gray characters n very popular or infamous choices for such questions, but Snape n Draco, i don't usually like characters that act out the way they do because of whatever negative experiences they've been through, because you always have a choice to not bleed on those who haven't hurt you, but anyhow, i think that their backstories and everything that they do based on them, doesn't make me love em exactly but appreciate them a lil more than others ig. Also, just a blanket answer will be all those side characters in movies or TV shows, that are not exactly villains but are villainized by others on the show or they and their struggles are hidden from the spotlight because they aren't as quirky or likeable as the main character's problems, just makes me love them even more! Also, might be a bias cause i identify as a side character..

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?

My room, oh the tragedy, i wanted it to be a subtle dull-ish green, or teal kinda maybe, but it turned out this bonkers paint that i hate now, but anyway, i try to work with it. There's no theme, because i didn't have a room of my own until i was way older and then the prospect of me leaving my parents' home made me think, why even bother decorating.. but yes, as of now, it's just a place i occassionally occupy n has my pride n joy, my bookshelf n my canvases on it and i am a neat freak so i like to organize stuff but ever since my seemingly never ending exams have started n my life decided to go to shit simultaneously, i haven't gotten the chance to clean n organize, but soon i will n it will feel better. (It being me, n also, a bit, the room ig? haha)

ivy ⇢ what are your ‘tells’ for your emotions and moods? how can someone tell you’re happy, annoyed, upset or tired?

Ukw, funnily enough, i don't have a lot of 'tells' especially when I'm sad because i self-isolate, (ik toxic trait, but i feel like i don't wanna burden people with my sadness) so yeah that... But i am quiet mostly when sad n when i feel joyous, i think i hum n sing quite a lot, n take interest in my hobbies again n dance somewhat, but hey that could also be because I'm depressed but I wanna distract myself or procrastinate dealing with it so I just do the happy stuff, fake it till u make it or die amirite? For anger tho, i recently found out, i can't express it healthily, *pause for gasp* n end up screaming, crying (which i hate!!!! Crying when you're angry is horrible!!!!) n actually have very bad symptoms like a racing heartbeat n shortness of breath n have thrown up too, God, I'm oversharing! But yeah, might as well drag the cat that's outta the bag now... (Sorry, no, i still love cats, LIKE A LOT!, Please apologise to your cats, i didn't mean any harm to them)

chia ⇢ what’s an inside joke you have with someone else?

Ok so this is actually a very geographical joke (The Office reference, the kind of jokes u have to "be there for" hehe) so as i said i have my exams going on rn, n in this one subject we had to study about what makes an entrepreneur... And idk if it was a typo in the notes that we were provided with or what, although i wouldn't put my uni past that, but apparently one of the reasons one can be held back from being an entrepreneur is "not being able to have dreams", now ik they must've meant dreams as in a vision or high ambitions or something... But when me n my friend read it, we just imagined this one person going to sleep every night n waking up disappointed like "Dammit! I was so tired, i straight up went to sleep n i didn't even have a dream! This is why mom was right, i will never amount to anything because i don't see any dreams.." now they didn't even bother to specify what kinda dreams, so it can range from nightmares to fantasies or wet dreams for all we care, but ever since then, whenever there's a problem n we can't find a solution, me n my friend say to each other, "Oh well, this is because we never have dreams man! We can never think outside the box for creative solutions to anything, because we sleep too soundly n dreamlessly"

Ik it's a very, very stupidly silly joke but it gets us cracking each time so ig it works out for us atleast lol..

Wow, these were fun to answer!

Would love more asks people!

N if u reblog the OG post I'd love to fill up your ask box too...

Also, love ya n thank u sooo much for sending this love ❤️✨

#asks #fun asks #emotional forget me knox

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golbrocklovely · 1 year ago

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This may be an odd ask but I saw you give advice in the past, but do you have any advice for someone who is a little lost in life RN? As in I have an office job and it's OK, it's kinda meh and not what I want to do forever nor is it a forever job as my boss has made it very clear. I have glanced at other jobs but I don't want to go back into retail and yet I don't actually know what I want to do with my life to escape the falling backwards into old jobs and basically I feel very lost in life right now, with a lack of any direction. So I was wondering if you had any advice you could offer someone like me?

i'm in the exact place as you rn, anon. i'm about to be 28 in a week and idk what i'm doing with my life at all.

when it comes to careers/jobs, this is how i kinda feel about it now. i think we were fed this lie growing up that your job or career needs to be something that you deeply care about, that it's your life goal or mission. and when i was a kid, i wanted to be a performer. i wanted to be an artist. and i would still love to do that. but reality is, the society we live in doesn't pay ppl to be artistic. they do, don't get me wrong, but you really only have a one in a million shot to be famous or to really be able to live off of the art you make.

so now, i kinda see my job as just that - a job. i just want one that pays the bills and doesn't annoy me every waking hour i'm there. my job doesn't define who i am. it's just a way to make money bc i have to. so if that means retail, whatever. if that means an office job, also whatever. what i do outside of my job is who i am as a person.

the writing, painting, drawing, singing i do outside of work - that's who i really am as a person. not a retail worker. no one is gonna remember me for my ability to fold a shirt in less than five seconds. they're gonna know me for my stories or my voice.

so as for you, since you already know that your current job isn't a long term one, start looking for a new one asap. i have to do the same too. i know you don't want to work in retail again - i'm in the same boat with you there, but if you gotta for a while, don't let it knock you down. look for office jobs first, since now you have experience in one. and then worse case, you work retail again.

find something outside of work to define you. a hobby of some sort. maybe you already have one. let that be who you are, not your job.

bc at the end of the day, as long as you're making enough money to survive, it shouldn't matter how. and who knows, you might stumble upon your dream job or career, or your dream hobby that helps you unwind enough to not care about work.

#ask #personal

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just-some-random-blogger · 2 years ago

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good morning/day/evening, catmom! i feel like this floof actually when i go out... OMG I WANT TO HEAR YOU SO BAD TT 'im going to answer your ask privately' you can do this??? but cant see the time an ask was sent. TT ok i dont know how this thing works. i absolutely encourage you to link your cover publicly!! but if you want me too, i can send you ask non-anon. let me know. but im sure your talent is worth of all people seeing it. actually, ive read not a bunch but 2-3 fics about dream and well i also frequently judge a book by its cover (or face). so ig i understand his character enough. hope you can perform next time too!! im sure youll be the best! and it doesnt really matter what makes you feel like the main character but the very feeling, so good for you. the most important is that you enjoyed it, hottie-cutie) 'that means manual labor is just not for you' not really tbh. the main reason of my irritation was the story about men being disappointment which tumblr made me delete. actually, i feel pretty calm about and during manual labour. i love cleaning up, sewing, knitting, gardening and so on. i dont mind working with the hands. but the stories. 1) in the 8th grade the only 2 girls (me and my classmate) were carrying a sofa that was as heavy as a concrete slab while the boys were just staring. and we both had our periods. yeh feminism and all but?? they werent even doing smth?? we could even carry it together but they sucked. men = disappointment. maybe it has smth with my trust issues. 2) every time i was working in summer during the summer break in school, the job required digging, carrying heavy staff, gardening and all. and while me and the other girls were digging like we're not teenagers, the boys were just standing next to a woman who's planting a tree. herself. pretending to help her but actually not doing a thing and then laughing at us and saying we had done nothing. sorry if it seems to angry or too off-topic or anything. these just really annoyed me. 'WE GOT 2 FREE MEALS' OMG SLAY!! free food is the most delicious!! 'i now think russian is the superior language because of this 😔✊' YEY ig my mission is finished, i can die peacefully. slavik languages are slay!! stan russian for kisses from cats. 'WHY MY BABY BUILT LIKE THAT GIGA CHAD?' nature is a mystery. hope this cats doing good. 'maybe that means russians are secretly filipino and filipinos are secretly russian' omg how do you know??? actually all our frogs came to you in search of some warmth and yours came to cool down a bit. international frog exchange. 'i love making obnoxiously long titles' so i cant send you messages bc there are too many symbols?? 'i believe in the power of words' respectable. 'you hate literature?' not that i hate-hate it but i definately dont love it. and i hate it sometimes. bc literature isnt just reading things and appreciating it and all... idk what about your all literature but here we have a joke about blue curtains not being just curtains but a symbol of sky and all (usually its stated this way but its not a stable meme). but yeah. i just love you. no, i do like your fics and all. but i really like your personality. i like when people are emotional. maybe its bc im too dry myself but doesnt matter. i love your emotions and your (straight)forwardness, your kind and warm attitude and welcoming image, your intelligence and the way of thinking, the way you see fanfiction too (i still hate first person pov, its just for you). maybe its a little overwhelming for me sometimes but its not your problem. its not really a problem even. so yeah. i just love you <з i mean i wake up and come here obviously not to read a new fic, i come for you. tumblr didnt let me finish it again so... parts 2 are back, look for it ig. see you soon<з

GMORN MUNING <3

THE WAY I HAD TO PAUSE BECAUSE I BUSTED OUT THE LOUDED AW AT THIS KITTY LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK!!! T_T

i feel like this floof actually when i go out...

naUR COS OF THE SNOW T_T that sO CUTE BUT SO T_T SAD HAHAHAAHAH BUT SO SO CUT E HAHHAA

OMG I WANT TO HEAR YOU SO BAD TT

I ACTUALLY PUT THE THING IN A PERIOD (.) HAHAHAHA BUT I DIDNT SAY I THOUGHT YOUD FIND IT DONT LOOK FOR IT NOW I REMOVED IT HAHAAHAHAHHHHAHHAHHAHah

'im going to answer your ask privately' you can do this??? but cant see the time an ask was sent.

HHAHAHAH SO REAL HAHAAH yeah but ig it only works on asks out of anon. still cant see the time

TT ok i dont know how this thing works. i absolutely encourage you to link your cover publicly!! but if you want me too, i can send you ask non-anon. let me know. but im sure your talent is worth of all people seeing it.

i just T_T dont want people who read my smut to know my face AHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHH and i dont want people who know my face know i write smut and read so many unhinged stories T_T HAHAHAHAHAH its not a talent thing. its that HAHAHAH shhh im hannah montana, singer by day, smut writer by night HAHAHHAH

actually, ive read not a bunch but 2-3 fics about dream and well i also frequently judge a book by its cover (or face). so ig i understand his character enough.

omg ur such a judger T_T HAHAAHAH maybe try not to judge people by their face T_T because im sure if you met me irl you wouldnt like me because a lot of people think im mean because well because im pretty T_T [cries in conflicted hot person] HSL:DHFSHD ON A REAL LEVEL THOUGH ITS SO WEIRD TO TALK ABOUT because ???????????????????? like i used to believe i was ugly AF then people would say i was pretty T_T but then ????? IDK and then when i started to believe i was pretty T_T idk thered be times were i feel weird accepting it because ??? people are uncomfy over the fact i am self aware?? and just my face and my height in general but yeah /: [cries in conflicted hot person]

hope you can perform next time too!! im sure youll be the best! and it doesnt really matter what makes you feel like the main character but the very feeling, so good for you. the most important is that you enjoyed it, hottie-cutie)

<3 <;3 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 i wanna perform the song i made a cover to so badly. im a rock star. everyone in school should know it.🤟🤟🤟 thank you for believing in me my star <3

'that means manual labor is just not for you' not really tbh. the main reason of my irritation was the story about men being disappointment which tumblr made me delete. actually, i feel pretty calm about and during manual labour. i love cleaning up, sewing, knitting, gardening and so on. i dont mind working with the hands. but the stories.

omg slayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy she said im good at everything

1) in the 8th grade the only 2 girls (me and my classmate) were carrying a sofa that was as heavy as a concrete slab while the boys were just staring. and we both had our periods. yeh feminism and all but?? they werent even doing smth?? we could even carry it together but they sucked. men = disappointment. maybe it has smth with my trust issues.

nah feminism is empowering women not letting them do all the work men could have helped doing 👎👎👎👎 men are L maybe you shudda tried askin em too either way their so L for that

2) every time i was working in summer during the summer break in school, the job required digging, carrying heavy staff, gardening and all. and while me and the other girls were digging like we're not teenagers, the boys were just standing next to a woman who's planting a tree. herself. pretending to help her but actually not doing a thing and then laughing at us and saying we had done nothing. sorry if it seems to angry or too off-topic or anything. these just really annoyed me.

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

not too angry or too off topic. men are L. EW. id be so annoyed too L LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

'WE GOT 2 FREE MEALS' OMG SLAY!! free food is the most delicious!!

'i now think russian is the superior language because of this 😔✊' YEY ig my mission is finished, i can die peacefully. slavik languages are slay!! stan russian for kisses from cats.

LOL STAN RUSSIAN FOR KISS FORM CATS AHAHHAHHH. PRIVET lol thats all i know i used to have a russian twitter mutual i think her name was anya anastasya i loved her so much i didnt even think of saying goodbye when i deleted my twitter i miss her she was so sweet T_T her fav food was fried egg T_T she so basic T_T but i love her

'WHY MY BABY BUILT LIKE THAT GIGA CHAD?' nature is a mystery. hope this cats doing good.

T_T same i hope this cat good

'maybe that means russians are secretly filipino and filipinos are secretly russian' omg how do you know??? actually all our frogs came to you in search of some warmth and yours came to cool down a bit. international frog exchange.

i dont even like frogs but KWOA makes them so cute. i dont like cold blooded animals T_T

'i love making obnoxiously long titles' so i cant send you messages bc there are too many symbols??

yes. (:

'i believe in the power of words' respectable.

AHAHAHHA

'you hate literature?' not that i hate-hate it but i definately dont love it. and i hate it sometimes. bc literature isnt just reading things and appreciating it and all... idk what about your all literature but here we have a joke about blue curtains not being just curtains but a symbol of sky and all (usually its stated this way but its not a stable meme).

HAHAHAA NO I KNOW THIS MEME ABOUT MAKING LITERATURE DEEPER THAN IT IS HAHAHHAHAHHA i understand what you mean about hating it then HAHAHHA it;s like when i say i hate my favs even tho i love them HAHAHHHA

but yeah. i just love you.

no, i do like your fics and all. but i really like your personality. i like when people are emotional. maybe its bc im too dry myself but doesnt matter. i love your emotions and your (straight)forwardness, your kind and warm attitude and welcoming image, your intelligence and the way of thinking,

OMG people say russians are cold so T_T HAHAHHAAH I WILL WARM YOU WITH MY WARMTH HAHAHHAHH

the way you see fanfiction too (i still hate first person pov, its just for you).

HASHAAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHH

maybe its a little overwhelming for me sometimes but its not your problem. its not really a problem even. so yeah. i just love you <з

<3 <3 <3 i love you <3 <3

i mean i wake up and come here obviously not to read a new fic, i come for you. tumblr didnt let me finish it again so... parts 2 are back, look for it ig. see you soon<з

im honored you come to tumblr for me. i have to go out of the house so ill reply to your p2 later T_T ill try to reply before doing my assignments

xxx

#anon ask #my beloved anons #modern!daemon anon #ask #modern!daemon nonnie

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originalkid-basement · 1 year ago

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This is copied all from me telling someone on discord so it's a little wonky. My apologies

Ok so the first part I remember is me being in a car having a convo with my mom And she starts talking about something, I don’t remember what. All of the sudden I realize that hey, this is really familiar. I'm thinking in the car and I’m like wait, I think this has happened before. So then I have a panic attack on the side of the rode With some kid I’ve never met (not true, I've met this kid) and we argue over who gets to keep a binder, a perry the platypus onesie, and a two piece outfit that consists of a crop top and tutu covered in rhinestones. The perry the platypus onesie and the two piece outfit are the same thing and they keep morphing between the two. Anyways they keep the binder and I keep the onesie/two piece and the dream starts over Except I’m extremely aware of it And this time I try to throw myself out of the car. It doesn’t work and the door will not open all the way. Finally I give up and have to hold the door shut because the door is no longer keeping itself shut. And so we get to the panic attack spot and I get out and the kid is there. (It’s on the side of the highway btw. Like in a grass covered turn spot with a tiny overpass) And I’m screaming and crying and I can’t calm down and the kid goes, “maybe this is a dream? You could always check and see." And I go “oh my god you’re right what if this is a dream” And I’m trying to feel whether or not it’s real and it feels super real and I start screaming again, and then the kid gets on their knees and grabs my head and goes, “try again. And really focus this time” And I try again and I’m like struggling to concentrate enough And finally I get it. It’s like I was searching around through opaque freezing water and I finally found what I was looking for. That sounds so cheesy but that’s genuinely what it felt like. I like finally concentrated so hard I found the feeling I was looking for and I realized it felt like a dream. Then I start screaming because I can’t wake myself up and I’ll never get out of there. Anyways so my mom says, “you said this is a loop right? Why don’t you try trading that kid for something you never get?” (oh and I forgot to mention, before I gained consciousness I had had the same dream like a bunch before that. I like very faintly remember it And I remember remembering it a little in the dream. Before that though it never ended with me conscious) Back to the story, I say “wait that might work.” So I go over to the kid and I’m say that I want the binder today and they’ll have to be ok with the two piece/onesie and we get into an argument and I finally just take the onesie The dream starts over, I’m still stuck. But the scene is a little different. I’m sitting on a different part of the side of the highway with my stepdad, except the side of the highway keeps morphing into a basement. I tell him about the loops and he says maybe I’m addicted to brain aneurysms, and at that time I’m scraping mold off of wet cloth face masks so I say maybe. And then I put one on. I’m still conscious and aware though so idk why I said that. He then goes on to tell me that his friends are annoying assholes that got him addicted to something. Then he says that to get unaddicted he had to drink a ton of beer and smoke a bunch of cigars so I smoke a cigar and surprise!!! It doesn’t really work. Anyways we get in the car to go to the spot but it’s sunset, my stepdads taking me, and I’m eating spaghetti. I take it as a good sign. Then I try to kill myself via road shredding again. It still doesn’t work. Oh and this car is my dads old silver jeep Cherokee. He doesn't have it anymore, it's very old. The seatbelts are the thing keeping me from dying this time. I have to hold the door shut again. Anyways we’re about to get to the spot and I wake up because mom touched my hand irl

A month or two ago I had a lucid dream where I wasn't able to wake up and it was basically a groundhog day situation. (if you've ever seen the movie ykwim) There was a difference though and it was that unlike the guy in the movie, I had a hard time remembering that I was stuck in a loop. Eventually I kept remembering and had a mental breakdown where I tried to throw myself out of a moving car to wake myself up and/or die but the same events kept repeating anyways. Eventually the person I kept meeting on the side of the highway helped me get out of the loop and I woke up but I don't remember how. (They're also the person who helped me remember that it was a dream every time)

I wrote the whole dream down somewhere, if I find it I'll repost this post with the whole detailed thing

#cheriesdreams

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opens-up-4-nobody · 4 years ago

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#sorry to be ranty but i am frustrated #im on a team with a bunch of ppl and our report is due the 3rd and i cant stand deadlines so im frantically truing to get as much done as #i can and i seem to be the only one taking the initiative to do things bc im a neurotic freak #so ive basically drafted out our whole report at this point without any assistance and compiled all our data into our data sheet #and started writing the code for stats analysis #and im just sitting here frustrated bc im sure ppl would help if i asked but i would rather die and ask for help in any capacity #so here i am dragging this supid bullshit forward. despite being probably the least invested person in terms of what we acutally did #like cannot Express enough i thought the experiment was boring and and i dont care that much abt 75% of the results #i only like the micobes stuff #of which there are only implications here #and on top of doing that i will be unable to assist on this project from when i wake up to abt 12pm sat and sunday #bc im running part 2 of a big experiment. and i have to mannually go through 500 light response curves and change some values in a datashee #by monday. which will take forever and a half #and i have to hope that i can submit an abstract for a poster today but 1st have to rewrite that abstract bc despite #presenting on thr same bullshit i did for my last poster. i need to limit self plagiarism. which is stupid. literally its the same topic.#whatever. idk maybe im just cranky bc i went into the lab at 6.30-9 grinding samples #and woke up grossly sweaty. im not sickly anymore at least. i just had a weird dream about being at the zoo #sigh... anyway im not even really frusterated at anyone. im frusterated that i do these things to myself by choice #and im frusterated thst i feel better when things are objectively kinda bad bc at least the pressure is forcing me to focus my compulsive #tendencies. which is stupid and annoying #anyway. rant done. im tried and yet its only 2.30 #unrelated #also my car tags are expired so i cant go to the store. wjich i preped for but still no fresh food this week

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overlydramaticinephile · 2 years ago

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There's an us now.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader (no physical descriptions, BUT reader is Robin's best friend which is major plot point)

Summary: Steve and Y/N start to develop feelings for each other yet there are a few obstacles they are scared of dealing with (again, i'm the worst at summarys)

Word count: 4.1k (eye- she's a long one)

Warnings: Enemies to lovers kind of trope, pretty much a teen movie vibe, angsty?? agruments, douchey behaviour, fluff in there. Some curse words. (English is NOT my first language)

A/N: Hi! So, I've been working on this for a few weeks but idk how good it is. My work is never proof read....so....should probably warn that too. Anyway i'm posting it bc still in my “based on Pacey Witter” era…so yeah- hope you guys enjoy! <3 thank you so much for reading my other fics inspired by the dawson's creek show too!

READ PART 2 HERE

Ever have one of those days you wish you could live all over again?

Well, it all started a couple of weeks ago...

Y/N found a pay phone and called Steve after a failed night out. But I should probably tell you why she called Steve or better yet, how she met Steve.

Y/N has been Robin's best friend since they were five years old. It is your classic "I hope our kids become best friends" type of story. And of course, they did. Y/N was always the quiet kid in school; until she met hyper little Robin. It pretty much started with a simple "Wanna come play with me? I brought my new pet rocks!" and well, how could Y/N say no to that? From that moment on it was them against the world. Sure, they only had each other but that was more than enough.

And let's remember that nothing ever came between them, I mean, the way they love one another is something anyone should be jealous of. And when Robin was understanding her identity and felt scared about her own feelings and how others would react, she never hesitated to tell Y/N about them, she knew she would never judge her and that there wasn't anything they wouldn't do for each other. They were family after all.

But then came the year 1985.

Y/N and Robin were supposed to get summer jobs so they could save up for college and move in together. It has been their dream since they were twelve. Them against the artsy city of New York. Therefore, Y/N started working at the coffee shop near the new mall and Robin at the ice cream shop in the new mall. And that's when it all started to change. Maybe that's a bit dramatic, but we should probably continue with the fact that Steve "The hair" Harrington was Robin's co-worker at Scoops Ahoy.

If we thought Robin and Steve didn't get along or in better words, find each other's company annoying, Y/N and Steve had nothing on them. They could barely stand each other, always bickering and calling each other names. Many said it was because there was too much sexual tension but they would say it was pure loathing. Again, dramatic, but that's how it felt at the time.

When Robin and Steve finally became friends, they went to visit Y/N at the coffee shop. Steve protested but he could never win an argument against Robin. Y/N saw Robin and immediately started smiling, that was until she saw Steve with her of course, her smile turned into a frown with an annoyed look on her face, but what could she do? they were also best friends now. So, when they all sat in the modern coffee shop waiting for Y/N to start her shift, that's when she saw what she thought was one of the most handsome men she has ever seen. So she stopped listening to whatever argument Steve and Robin were having today.

"So, what do you think Y/N?" said Robin hoping her friend would back her up.

"Y/N? Earth to Y/N." Steve started shaking his hand in front of her face making her wake up from her daydreaming.

"What?" she said with a face none of them recognized on her but Steve still tried to figure out.

Robin looked in the direction Y/N was daydreaming and noticed the guy waiting in line. "Who is that?"

"Who's who?" Y/N said hoping that it sounded cool enough for them to not ask any more questions or better yet, to not embarrass her.

"Uh...the guy who's breaking your neck?" said Steve with an amused face.

"Could it be? Y/N is finally noticing the opposite sex?"

Y/N frowned for what felt like eight times that day. "Bite me, Steve." she deadpanned.

Steve could only smirk at that and couldn't help but tease a little more. "Um, excuse me, young man! This woman here thinks you're very attractive!"

Y/N widen her eyes and put her hand on Steve's mouth so he would stop talking. "You asshole!"

The guy in the white shirt turned around and locked eyes with Y/N and he couldn't help but smile at her.

After Y/N returned the smile and saw the guy walking in, she turned to Steve with an entirely different facial expression.

"I'm going to kill you, one night in your sleep, a slit throat, maybe, or a screwdriver to your temple. Be ready." that's when she got up and left.

And of course, Robin just stayed there confused about what just happened in the last minute.

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Later, Y/N and the guy in the white shirt, which turned out to have a name, Scott, became Y/N's first real boyfriend. And it was nice... for a couple of months until they broke up because Scott thought they needed time apart. Yeah, pretty shitty. But that leads us to this:

The party was throwing a get-together and of course, Robin, Steve, and Y/N were invited, even Vickie, Robin's current crush. But Y/N didn't show. She was still in her depression stage. And Robin being the best friend she was tried almost everything to make her feel better but Y/N was convinced she was in love with Scott and that's why it hurt so much so... Robin's last resource believe it or not was Steve Harrington. He was a great listener and an amazing friend when he wanted to be... so Robin decided to ask him a favour.

"You should have seen her...Steve...I need to know that she's okay. Could you talk to her and watch over her for a while?" said Robin sweetly hoping to convince him.

"Oh no, no, no, no." Steve chuckled nervously at the request. Y/N hated his guts how was he supposed to do that?

"She needs someone Steve, not that she would ever admit it."

Steve started making this "I really don't want to do this” face, like when someone asks you to do the dishes or something but how could he say no to Robin? It was scientifically impossible.

"You would be doing it as a favour to me, please." She begged. She never begged. So with that, Steve accepted.

Later that day, it was Steve's first attempt at standing by Y/N's side as long as she needed someone. That much he knew.

While Y/N was crying by herself like one does and having the biggest pity party, she couldn't help but notice the figure of a man, a man with a very distinguished haircut.

"Ahoy there! Anyone on the shore?" said Steve. Yeah, don't know what he expected with that. I blame it on the nerves.

"What are you doing here?" Yep. She sounded annoyed between those sniffs.

"It's the damnest thing, I just got into my car and magically drifted to your house."

"Yeah well, magically drift any closer and I'll kill you" Yeah...she loved giving him death threats.

"You know, I almost believed that..." said Steve.

Y/N looked at Steve while he sat next to her and notice that smug smile he did when he tried to be nice. "She told you didn't she?"

He nervously sighed. "What do you think?"

"I think I hate you both."

"Well you really gonna hate me when you hear what I got to say...he did the right thing, Scott, I mean."

That made Y/N look his way again but this time with a confused expression, waiting for him to continue. "You both need to be apart right now."

"How would you know what I need?" answered Y/N with a very dry tone.

"Yeah..." Steve scoffed. "You know, you're probably right. How could I possibly know how hard it is to let somebody go right? The pain of knowing that even though you're right for each other, that doesn't necessarily mean you're right for each other right now. What would I know about that right?"

Y/N closed her eyes and hoped the tears would stop coming out. But of course, she never was that lucky.

"Of all the people to see me like this, it had to be you." She finally answered, wipping her tears.

Steve chuckled. "Well you know, it's a new year, who knows, you and I might even become friends."

Y/N glared at him. "Steve, I'm upset enough as it is."

Steve smiled and put his armed around Y/N hoping it would bring her comfort somehow and when she didn't move, flinch or punch him he had this warm feeling inside which only grew when she started crying on his shoulder, seeking that comfort.

And that is the how and why that made Y/N call Steve that night. Somehow thanks to Robin and that shitty breakup with Scott.

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So, anyway, back to the day it all changed for the two of them.

Y/N waited for Steve to pick her up and hoped he wouldn't ask any questions. But then again, when did he not?

"Hey, so what happened?" Steve asked of course.

"Nothing happened." Y/N just wanted to go home and change from the fancy outfit that she now found stupid.

Steve only felt more curious. "You got bored? you got homesick? you finally ripped off his rubber mask and revealed his true alien features? what?"

"I don't want to talk about it." she couldn't get more clear than that.

The boy scoffed in fake offense. "Oh well, forgive me if I'm having a little bit of trouble with the “no questions asked” part."

By then, they both got in the car and Steve started driving for what felt like an eternity but Y/N couldn't stand to be in that place any longer.

"So, are you ever gonna speak again? come on Y/N, say something."

Y/N with a short temper finally answered what she was hoping to avoid. "What do you want me to say Steve? “You were right”? you were right okay? right as always. Steve Harrington, the only person in my life who ever speaks the truth." she said with a fake smile.

Steve found that ironic, you know, because of the fact that with time he started developing feelings for the Y/H/C girl. But that's a story for another day.

"That's not entirely accurate." he mumbled.

"Well, you told me what was going to happen."

"Which was what Y/N/N? what happened up there?"

Steve truly just wanted to help. He couldn't stand to see her sad, he just wanted to take all her pain away all the time, even for the smallest thing, he just wanted her to be happy.

"There was another girl." said Y/N taking Steve out of his thoughts.

"Oh…I'm sorry Y/N/N." Even though he secretly wished she would be with him, he truly was sorry.

"You know, the whole time that I was watching them I just kept thinking, this is it. This is real. Just like Steve said. This is the real thing. And it reminded me once again what exactly I don't have."

Again, Steve thought this conversation was just ironic, making him want to profess his undying love for her, but he decided to keep it vague. He couldn't risk the friendship they had developed and of course, the promise he made to Robin, the "off limits" promise as he likes to call it.

"You keep looking and you'll find it." smooth Steve, smooth.

Y/N obviously didn't get the hint "I won't. I mean isn't that obvious by now? I'm not meant to."

How dramatic could she be? "Why? because you're 18 and alone? come on…"

"No, because I'm 18 and in my entire life there have been two people that actually know me Steve. Robin and-"

"This Tobey guy didn't know you, alright? I don't care how you felt about him Y/N/N, he didn't know you because if he did, he would never have walked away." that Steve got worked up over her last choice of words was an understatement.

"I was going to say you, Steve." Y/N sighed.

Steve took a deep breath and consider his options hoping he wouldn't regret them later. Which made him pull over at the side of the road.

"Have you totally lost it?" Y/N panicked at the sudden change.

"Nope. Not totally. Not yet." Steve said getting out of the car.

Y/N was stunned by that but she mimicked Steve's actions and followed him.

Steve started pacing around becoming more nervous by the second. "Okay, what did you mean by that?"

Y/N was trying to figure out what the hell was happening right now. "By what?" she questioned.

"About me knowing you better than anybody else."

"Exactly what I said Steve. You know me, okay? and in a way that nobody else besides Robin ever has-"

Steve was starting to lose his patience, Y/N's oblivious nature frustrated him sometimes. "We're not talking about Robin right now, we're talking about me. I mean you can't keep up doing this to me, Y/L/N." he let out a breath he didn't realize he was kinda holding in.

Y/N was officially confused "Doing what?! what so I count on you and tell you secrets and suddenly-"

"And you call me in the middle of the night to pick you up, why?" Did he have to spell it out for her? It wouldn't surprise him if he did.

"I'm sorry that I called, I thought that I-"

"I'm not mad that you called me, I just want to know why you called me."

"You were the first person that I thought of Steve."

"And what does that mean Y/N/N?" This is it. This has to be it, thought Steve.

"It- it means…I guess it means that I can talk to you and that you're there for me."

Yeah, it wasn't, clearly, he would need to show her and that clueless mind of hers. "Don't you ever get tired of talking?" said Steve barely holding his thoughts together.

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows so hard one would think they would have stayed like that forever. "No. No, I don't get tired of talking. I don't- no."

"I don't want to talk anymore."

"What are you trying to say, Steve? why are we standing here? I don't-"

Steve thought it was now or never. He rushed over to her, closing the remaining gap between them, and gave her the most tender yet passionate kiss either of them had ever experienced. Y/N was taken by surprise and at first, was in shock until she couldn't help it and melted into his lips and his embrace. It was heavenly after all.

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One week later.

Everyone was waiting for Steve's birthday party. He complained but everyone was so persistent with doing something nice for him and the fact that they also crave some normal, monster-free activities.

"Oh, hey, look. There's Robin and Vickie." said Max with relief.

Lucas noticed. "Got the champagne?"

Robin smiled proudly at her accomplishment of getting the drinks while moving the bottle in the air. "Right here. Oop! Whoa. That was almost a disaster." she then took the bottle with both hands to prevent an accident that would end with the party not having some type of alcohol.

"Hey, guys."

"Hey." said the kids in unison. Pretty weird if you ask Robin.

"So, uh, where's Y/N? I thought she was coming with us." asked Max.

"She, uh, wanted to stop at the library and plow through that watergate history assignment."

Or....at least that's what she told Robin.

Because meanwhile in Steve's bedroom. A heavy makeout session was in the process. That has been happening a lot lately. And with a lot, I mean every day. Whenever they saw each other, they couldn't help but feel the deep attraction that was unlocked after that surprise kiss one week ago.

"Come on. Let's go, Steve." said Y/N between needy, sloppy kisses.

Steve only hummed and carried her to his desk so they could be more comfortable.

"It's your birthday party we're planning on going to." Y/N kept trying.

Finally, Steve found the strength to answer. "I have a birthday party?" he said mocking surprise.

"Mmm." the kisses just kept getting more determined which alarmed Y/N.

"No, we have to stop this. It's wrong." said Y/N with a whiny voice.

Steve was only partially listening. "Yes. Dead wrong."

While the brunette boy started kissing her neck, in between the pleasure she felt her overthinking mind also stepped in.

"Steve. Look, we've been in denial all week." she said moving him back a little so he would look at her.

"I mean, when we're around other people, we pretend like nothing's changed, and then the minute we're alone, it turns into this."

Steve furrowed his eyebrows. He truly was interested in what Y/N would say their relationship now was. "This what?"

Y/N thought for a second. "Well, this…embarrassing grope fest."

Steve hummed in agreement. "Yeah, I guess this is kind of embarrassing, huh? Especially for you, given how much you protested." he kissed her again.

Y/N kissed him back but then pulled him away smiling playfully. "I did not protest."

"You did too."

The kissing didn't stop until Steve backed down after his own overthinking.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait."

"What?" questioned Y/N.

Steve sighed. "I gotta tell her, Y/N/N. We do. We gotta tell her as soon as possible, because the longer we wait, Y/N/N, the worse it gets."

Y/N shook her head. "No, Steve. I've tried. I've tried plenty of times to--"

"Every time I see Robin now, I just feel like--"

"You don't have to bother filling in the expletive, okay?" said Y/N in a low voice.

"I mean, this isn't exactly the easiest thing I've ever had to do, Steve-- telling Robin that while she wasn't looking, I developed this bizarre gravitational pull towards her best friend, and I can't stop thinking about him or wanting to be near him or wanting to kiss him, all the time." And, the kissing started again. It was undeniable,

"I'll do it. I'll tell her." said Steve looking deep into her Y/E/C eyes to let her know he was serious.

Y/N thought about it for a second but then she shook her head again. "No, I can't let you do that. It's--this is my responsibility."

"Y/N/N, it's not your responsibility. I'm the one that started this, remember? I'm the one that got you into this situation. And, frankly, the only way that I want to save my friendship with Robin is to be completely honest with her, so I gotta do this. All I need is one day. Just one day."

Y/N decided to trust him. "One day."

"Yes." said Steve while kissing her forehead. "One day."

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Steve waited outside Robin's window, hoping the strength to get in and see her would arrive. To many, this would seem a bit dramatic but given Steve's history with girls, Robin didn't want Y/N to be one of them and end up getting hurt, or, even the other way around. She hoped that it was possible for one straight boy and girl to remain only friends.

Taking him out of his thoughts, Steve noticed Nancy walking toward him.

"Hey."

"Hey, Steve." she said with an empathic voice.

She was the only one that knew what was going on between Y/N and Steve after Y/N needed some serious girl talk, she of course didn't mention Steve's name but Nancy figured it out in no time.

"Nobody home?"

"I don't know, actually." Steve mumbled.

"Could knock and find out."

Steve finally looked at her. "I could just walk right in, you know. They never lock it. I've been coming here, just walking right through the front door, making myself at home."

Nancy hummed at his response and notice how nervous he was. "She wants to be with you, Steve. She does." she said talking about Y/N of course.

Steve furrowed his eyebrows. "And you know this how?"

"Told me so this morning."

"Why am I not happy to hear that right now?" said Steve with a dry nervous chuckle.

"Well, because right now you've gotta walk through that front door and tell your best friend that the only girl in the universe she asked you to stay away from…"

"Is the same one that I can’t live without." Steve sighed.

"Yeah." said Nancy in an almost whisper-type voice feeling sorry for him.

"I've had this conversation with her in my head a thousand times."

"Yeah? how's it go?" said Nancy smiling a little.

"Oh, you know, Robin saying something along the lines of…"Vaya con Dios, Steve." She deserves a shot at being happy. Now…why don't you give it a try?"

Nancy kept smiling and nodding."It could happen. Just minus the spanish part."

Steve chuckled. "Yeah."

That was the first failed attempt at telling Robin the secret that was eating both of her best friends up.

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Steve entered his house remembering he was also going to meet with Dustin.

Just two seconds later he noticed the curly hair boy. "Where the hell have you been?"

"Henderson, I'm sorry. Look, me and Y/N came to a really important decision." Oh right, Dustin also knew about Steve and Y/N little love fest.

Dustin looked surprised. "Woah woah woah wait, since when are you and Y/N deciding anything?"

Steve grinned. "You're gonna like this one, 'cause it turns out you were right. She's into me, man. That's why she got so freaked out when I kissed her."

"Really?" said Dustin with a doubtful tone.

"Yeah."

"So, then you told Robin?" Of course, he was going to ask that.

"Uh…no, not exactly. That's what I was trying to do all morning, Henderson. Remember the little errand that I had to run, but it just…turned into this wild goose chase, and… I didn't think it was going to take that long. I'm sorry."

Dustin decided to give him a piece of his mind now that things seemed to be getting more complicated.

"Look. Telling Robin that you kissed Y/N in a moment of weakness is a hell of a lot different than sneaking around with her behind her back, don't you think?" Dustin then sighed at Steve's sad eyes.

"Look, Steve, at the end of the day, Y/N and Robin, they're gonna stay friends or whatever it is that they are, and you're gonna end up alone. All right? no girlfriend, no friend, just completely and utterly alone. Think about it. I was right before, wasn't I?"

Even though it sounded cruel, they all know how sensitive the topic was for Robin. The party of course would support them and probably say "fucking finally" but Robin...she was in denial of all that chemistry.

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Steve was walking to Robin's house determined on telling her and not backing down like earlier. But behind him running, was Y/N trying to catch him before he entered.

"Hey." Y/N grabbed his wrist and pulled this worried expression. She seemed upset too.

"Hey. Hey, Y/N/N, what's wrong?" said Steve while he hugged her trying to calm her breathing.

“Look, Steve…we can’t do this okay?"

"Can’t do what?" Steve questioned nerviously.

"I have to be the one to tell her, okay? I mean, things are really complicated between me and Robin, and it has nothing to do with you, it's just…look it has to come from me or else it is going to ruin everything." she said with the most anxious tone Steve had ever seen Y/N carry.

"Okay, okay, that's okay. Just calm down Y/N/N, it's alright. We'll do whatever you want to do okay?" he hugged her again.

"A sign of what?"

Steve decided to keep talking and see if that would calm her a little.

"I mean, you wanna know God's honest truths? I've been in the process of chickening out the whole way over here." he said chuckling lightly.

That only made Y/N overthink even more.

"Maybe is a sign, Steve."

Y/N didn't know if she should continue honestly but she thought Steve deserved the truth.

"It's just that for so long, she's been everything to me Steve, I mean this girl has been my family when I hadn't had one, and she's the one person in my life who I can always depend on and this, this is gonna kill her."

Steve then sighed, realizing something. "You never had any intention of telling her, did ya?" he then smiled. "You didn't come here tonight to tell her, you came here to stop me from doing-"

Y/N quickly cutted him off shaking her head. "No, I tried to tell her, I went up there and I tried-"

"Of course, you did but, let me guess, you failed right?"

After that Robin came out of the house. It seemed they weren't as discrete and quiet as they thought.

"I thought I heard something out here." she deadpanned.

FEEDBACK IS GREATLY APPRECIATED <3

so.... yeah. thinking of making part 2??

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p0orbaby · 3 years ago

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I have a pregnant!natasha x female!reader request idea: lets say r is sleep talking & she just says something that makes natasha really jealous! idk maybe saying a woman’s name & Nat being pregnant and having mood swings.. you know, has a more upset reaction than usual lol & maybe reader doesn’t wake up when nat tries to ask her about it so she just throws cold water in her face 🤩

Old Habits Die Hard

Summary - an old habit comes back to bite. Can Natasha forgive you before things get out of hand?

Warnings - language, mentions of cheating, sad Natasha

Authors note - I’m trying a new layout with these fics so let’s see if its decent. Also something similar may or may not have happened in my actual life so take that as you will.

Word Count - 1.8K

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Everyone has little habits. The ones that some find quirky and others find annoying. You’d hoped that you would grow out of yours, but it never seemed to leave. Talking in your sleep wasn’t harmful but it was awkward to have to explain to others sometimes.

It wasn’t really an issue before Natasha because you were never around someone long enough for them to notice. But now you had a wife whom you would sleep next to every night, who now also happens to be pregnant and have amazing hearing. So your little habit became a bit of a headache.

The first time it happened, you and Natasha had only been together a few months. She had started to integrate herself into your room at the compound, which also meant sharing the bed more. To say it scared the shit out of her that first time is a bit of an understatement

All you could really remember of it was that you were woken up out of a deep sleep by being viciously shaken.

“Oh my God, Natasha what the hell are you doing?” you shrieked after you were abruptly woken from your slumber, eyes flying open to be met with the dark of the bedroom.

“I heard something” the red glow of the clock on your nightstand illuminated her face enough to see the worried look she was sporting.

“What do you mean you heard something? Are you sure you weren’t just dreaming?”

“No I definitely heard a voice, I couldn’t make out what it said but it was definitely real”. That’s when you realised that you were probably the culprit of the late night talking.

“Baby, I think that was me” you said sheepishly

“What?”

“It was probably me who was talking. I talk in my sleep sometimes. It’s happened since I was a kid and I just never grew out of it”

“Oh Christ” Natasha sighed out, her hand placed on her chest in relief. “I thought there was someone in the room”

“So you, a highly skilled assassin, thought the right move was to shake me awake instead of attacking the potential intruder” you smirked at her, knowing she could see you now her eyes had adjusted to the dark.

She narrowed her eyes at you, “shut up and go back to sleep” she said as she snuggled back into your side.

“Gladly”

Yet this time it happened, you weren’t to be forgiven so easily. You knew something was wrong when you woke up one morning to find your now wife glaring at you from her side of the bed.

“What a lovely sight to wake up to, my beloved staring daggers at me, the best thing I could ask for” you said sarcastically as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes.

“Don’t start with me already Y/N” oh yeah, she was definitely a mood.

“Would you care to explain why you’re being pissy with me already? Well I presume I’m the reason for this mood even though I’ve just woken up from a great sleep”

“A great sleep hm? I’m glad you were enjoying yourself” her tone told you she was certainly not glad about that.

“Nat, what’s up?”

“Nothing, I’m completely fine, don’t worry about me”

“Baby, sarcasm doesn’t look good on you”

“Not helping” she sprang from the bed and made her way to the en suite, slamming the door behind her.

Today was going to be a long day.

Most of the morning was spent in silence, other than the huffs and bangs Natasha was making in order for her to tell you she was still annoyed.

“Are you going to tell me what I’ve done wrong?” No answer. Ah so the one time she doesn’t make a sound is when you try and remedy the situation.

You walked up to her from where she was watering the plants by the window and wrapped your arms around her waist from behind placing your hand on her growing bump. Normally she would melt into your touch, but this time she tensed up, stopped what she was doing and manoeuvred out of your embrace.

“Hey, am I not even allowed to give my two favourite girls a cuddle anymore?” You asked, searching her face for any from of clue as to why she was annoyed.

“Not after last night, no”. Well at least she was talking to you. Albeit you still had no clue what she was talking about.

“Is this because I fell asleep before I could give you a back massage Nat? I know your back is killing you, but I don’t think the cold shoulder you’re giving me is warranted”

“The fact that you don’t know what you’ve done makes this whole thing even worse” she snapped back.

“Well if you told me then I could try and help! I can’t read minds Natasha”

“Ugh you’re so infuriating sometimes! Now leave me alone”. If you weren’t starting to get annoyed you would have chased after her as she went back upstairs, but you didn’t even want to look at her right now until she had calmed down. So you went out into the back garden to get some fresh air and some space.

You didn’t speak to your wife for the rest of the day, not without trying, she just wasn’t having any of it. Since she became pregnant she was more than willing to let you help her undress and get into the bath. Yet tonight she hid away in the bathroom going about her business alone.

She reappeared forty five minutes later, red facesd and damp from the shower. You wished she would tell you what was wrong so you weren’t shunned from holding your own wife. You missed her being close.

Natasha obviously didn’t care about your wishes as that night she slept with her back to you. A telltale sign of her annoyance. You tried to place your hand on her side but your actions were declined by her moving further away from you. Deciding to give up on your advances, you rolled over and went to sleep yourself, praying tomorrow would be better.

Tomorrow wasn’t better. When you thought things couldn’t get any worse, you were woken up to the sensation of drowning. A cold wave of water splashed against your warm body causing you to sit up in bed gasping for air.

“WHAT THE HELL” you shouted. Not directed at anyone in particular, your flight or fight response activated.

“How dare you Y/N” Natasha replied from the side of the bed, bucked in hand. “I’m pregnant and you think that’s okay?”

“Natasha what is wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you more like”

“I have no bloody idea what you’re talking about. You can’t just wake me up like that I could’ve had a heart attack!”

“Oh don’t be so dramatic”.

“I’m the dramatic one? You’re the one that’s just thrown cold water over me for no reason. Jesus Natasha what’s going on?”

“Fuck you” she spat and slammed the bedroom door behind her, leaving you soaking, shivering and confused.

You were grateful that the weather was nice. It meant you could stay outside and not have to worry about getting in Natasha’s way.

You sat back on the deck furniture, feet up with your eyes closed, basking in the sunlight in an attempt to gain back some warmth after being dowsed in cold water. You were almost there until you heard a knock on the patio doors. The shivers returning.

Turning your head from where you sat, you saw your wife curling a finger at you, beckoning you to come inside, anger still etched on her face. So you let out a sigh and stood up preparing for another grilling.

“Yes my dear?” You said as you entered the house.

“Sit down”

“Are you willing to actually talk to me now? At least you’ve discarded the bucket”

“If you carry on like that you’ll be getting more than water thrown at you Y/N”

“Alright” you held you hands up in defence, “I’m sorry, where to do want to start?”

“Who is she?”

“Who’s who?”

“Oh don’t act like you don’t know who I’m talking about!”

“Nat, I want to get to the bottom of this as much as you do, but right now I haven’t got the foggiest idea about what’s gotten you so tied up?”

“I bet I’m not the only one tied up am I?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“The girl you’re fucking”

“What the fuck are you talking about Natasha. Oh my God are you insane?! Where on Earth have you come to the conclusion I’m cheating on you?”

“You said another woman’s name in your sleep last night. A name I’ve never heard you mention before”

“Are you even listening to yourself right now? You think I’m sleeping with someone else because I said something while I was dead asleep. I’ve heard it all now, I really have”

“Well how else would you explain it then?”

“For crying out loud, I was dreaming for fucks sake! Tell me the name and I’ll try and remember?”

There was a short pause before she spoke up. You suspected she was weighing up her options of to how to go about this “Jess. Bet she’s a pretty little thing. How long have you been seeing her?”

“Je- ohhhh” when you realised what was going on you tried to hide you smile, obviously failing because the glare your wife gave you was enough to make a grown man cry. “Do you want to know a story”

“Not really the time or place for that you know. Read the room for crying out loud”.

Ignoring her instructions, you decided to tell her anyway.

“When I was a kid, I didn’t have many friends, believe it or not. And being an only child meant I was quite lonely. So I begged and begged and begged my mum to get us a dog. She always said no. Money was tight and it would’ve been too much of a hassle to look after. Then one day, not long after my seventh birthday, I came home from school to find a box in my room. There was scratching coming from inside and I quickly realised there was a kitten in there. I cried with joy. Finally a friend.”

You looked up at her to see if she had caught on to what you were saying. The confusion on her face told you she hadn’t.

“Want to take a guess at what I called it?”

It wasn’t often that Natasha looked small. Her personality was larger than life and her confidence was outstanding. Yet in this very moment she looked like a child who had just been caught stealing cookies from the jar.

“Y/N I-“

“It’s fine Nat, don’t worry about it, really”

“Why have you never told me this story before?”

“Why would I dwell on the lonely parts of my life when you’ve given me the life I could have only ever dreamed of? It’s me and you and our baby, I don’t want my ghosts haunting our journey”

“I’m so sorry baby”

“I know you are. Now let’s go outside. I want to cuddle my pregnant wife and tell her all about my first best friend”

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whadd-up-babie · 4 years ago

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✨🥺🥰 Sykkunos Sister 🥰🥺✨

Part One

Author's Note: Fuck time lines. I don't care if time lines don't add up. I mean on any other occasion I would care but right now at this exact moment in time, I couldn't fucking care less.

Word-count: 4k

Warnings: idk

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You walked into your new apartment, your two roommates and life long friends by your side.

You smiled and turned to the two, “You see this ladies?” You said with a satisfied smirk on your face, “All of our hard work finally paid off.”

“I can’t believe we’re actually here.” Addie said with stars in her eyes. “A couple of years late maybe, but still here in L.A”

You chuckled “I can't believe we wanted to move here as soon as we got out of highschool.”

“Yeah imagine how horrible that could've gone?” Your other friend Selena spoke up.

You visibly shuddered at the thought of how bad that could've been. You felt a buzz in your back pocket and looked down at your jeans.

“Me and Selena are gonna check out this place before we start bringing the boxes in.” Addie told you as her and Selena walked off.

You nodded your head as you pulled out your phone from your jeans. It was a text message from one of your brothers' roommates.

Toast Are you in L.A yet?

You Yeah, I just walked into my new apartment

You quickly typed out and hit send. You’ve been in contact with your brothers’ friends for a while now. You haven’t seen Thomas, or Sykkuno, in years and you wanted to surprise him during one of his streams.

He was streaming Proximity Chat Among Us with; Toast, Lily, Poki, Rae, Ludwig, Dream, Brooke, Jacksepticeye and Corpse. You were a fan of all of them.

You lived a couple blocks away from your brother and his friends which was very convenient for you, considering as the younger of the both of you it is your duty to be the most annoying human being possible. So random pop ups at his home would be much much easier.

Toast I told the lobby that I ordered delivery so they expect an interruption

You Ooooh big brain moment

Toast But I did actually order pizza, it’s pick-up so can you do me a favor and pick it up on your way

You I revoke my “big brain moment”

Toast sent you the address for the pizza parlor and the OfflineTV house.

“I’m gonna go surprise Thomas.” You called out into your apartment, “I promise I'll be back to help unload the stuff.”

“You better, considering you're the strongest one here.” Selena responded.

You chuckled and walked out of the door and into the hallway that led to the exit of your new home.

Your apartment only had two floors, you were lucky enough to score the bottom floor. It was two bedrooms and two bathrooms. The three of you slept in the smaller guest room. You had bought two bunk beds from Ikea that you planned on placing in that room.

In the master room was where everything Important was. Selena wanted to be a streamer, so her gaming set-up was in that room. Selena wasn't one of those well known streamers but she had a following. Addie wanted to be a model, so the majority of her clothes were in the master bedroom closet, whilst you and Selena shared the smaller closest in your shared room.

You on the other hand wanted to make music. All of your instruments were in the master bedroom. You owned an electric keyboard, a guitar, a bass guitar, a cello, and you just started learning how to play the ukulele.

The room set up plan was simple. You had two desks on opposite sides of the room. Selena would get the wall with the window if she ever planned on using more natural light. Selena's desk would hold her gaming set-up, she currently had two monitors, but she's saving up to buy a third.

Your desk had the latest IMac, it was a moving away gift from your family, everyone pitched in. You had an inexpensive but high quality microphone to record vocals.

In between the two desks you had a futon and coffee table gifted to you guys by Addie's grandma. Noise cancellation foam pads would coat the walls.

But you haven’t done any of that stuff yet considering everything was still in the U-Haul truck.

You walked out of the apartment whilst typing the address to your brothers home in your Waze app, you added the pizza parlor in as a stop.

You got into your SUV and started the car. You connected your phone to the bluetooth and shuffled one of your Spotify playlist.

White Tee by CORPSE began to blast through your speakers. You bopped to the rhythm and began to lip sync the lyrics.

~~~

It took you 30 minutes to collect the pizza and drive to your brothers house. You stood outside the door with the pizza balanced in your hand as you attempted to ring the doorbell.

You texted Toast beforehand so you hoped he was prepared and wouldn’t make you wait outside. You didn’t like being outside, it meant that people could see you. And you didn’t like that.

You stood outside for a couple of seconds before Toast finally opened the door.

“Finally!” You exclaimed as you pushed past him to enter his home.

“Welcome.” He said sarcastically.

“Where’s my brother's room!?” You asked excitedly.

Toast pointed you towards the direction of Sykkunos’ room and you went running.

You stood outside of his door all giddy and happy, apparently they were playing proximity chat among us. So if Sykkuno was next to anyone in- game they would surely hear you, as well as the rest of the offlinetv house.

You took a deep breath and shouldered the door open.

“I’VE GOT A PIZZA DELIVERY FOR THE BESTEST BIG BROTHER IN THE ENTIRETY OF THE WORLD!” You all but shouted, scaring him off of his chair.

He turned to look at you and his face of fear quickly morphed into one of pure happiness.

“I call him Thomas but apparently his stage name is Sykkuno. I wonder where he got that from.” You said, this time more calmly.

“Y/N!” Sykkuno said happily. He quickly got himself off the floor and tackled you in a hug.

“You know I would hug you back but like… I’m holding a pretty big pizza.” You told him. The smile on your face was so big it began to hurt your cheeks.

Sykkuno brought his hands to your shoulder and held you at arm's length. He looked you up and down.

“You’ve really grown.” He told you.

“Yeah.” You agreed, nodding your head, “You still look like a ten year old.” You said jokingly.

You laughed and he joined in. You placed the pizza down, and he led you towards his set up.

“We’re gonna need another chair.” He said looking around.

“No we don’t,” You said plopping down into his chair.

He gave you a weird look.

“I’m the guest.” You said waving your hand.

He didn’t say anything, he just looked you dead in the eyes. Right into your soul.

You felt a shiver run down your spine.

“I don’t like it when you do that.” You said as you stood from his chair.

“I only ever do it to you.” He said as he walked by you to reclaim his chair.

“That’s why I don’t like it.” You grumbled.

A couple of minutes later you got your own chair, they were even nice enough to give you a water bottle. You sat next to Sykkuno with one of his earbuds in your ear so you could hear what was happening in his game.

So far you’ve run into Rae, Poki, Toast and Lily and you told all of them about your relation to Sykkuno though Toast and Lily already knew.

Sykkuno passed by Jack and you were about to scream in the mic, but someone reported a body.

“Well now I’m disappointed.” You mumbled to yourself.

“The body was i-“

“What! Toast is dead!” You said shocked, “We were just with him.”

There was a moment of silence within the game.

“Who’s that?” Jack asked.

“Yeah,” The other players muttered in agreement.

“That’s my sister, Y/N.” Sykkuno said.

A gasp could be heard from almost everyone

“Sister!” Ludwig shouted over the gasps, “Sykkuno you didn’t tell me you had a sister. I thought we were best friends.”

“I’m not really his sister.” You told them.

“Yeah she’s my foster sister.” Sykkuno explained.

“When I was younger Sykkunos' family was my foster family, until I was adopted by a lovely couple in Chicago.” You said.

“We haven’t seen each other since her adoption.” Sykkuno continued.

“And that was. What? 10-ish years ago?” You finished turning to Sykkuno.

“Yeah around that time.” He answered.

You brought your water bottle up to your lips and began to drink.

“Well it’s great to meet you Y/N!” Brooke said excitingly.

A chorus of “nice to meet you” entered your ear, but a very distinct “what up baby” caused you to spit your water back into its bottle.

“What’s wrong?” Sykkuno asked as he looked towards you.

“That did something to my stomach.” Was all you said.

“The water?” Sykkuno questioned further.

You felt your face heat up.

“Yeah.” You said nodding your head. “It’s totally the water. It couldn’t possibly be for any other reason.” You said bring your hand up to hide your smirk with your knuckles.

You turned your head and saw the chat exploding with the word SIMP in all caps.

~~~

You were at Sykkunos house a couple of days after that incident. He was streaming Proximity Chat Among Us with the same lobby again. They were playing in Polus.

Corpse was telling the lobby about his day when you thought to yourself, “I wanna wake up to the sound of your voice.”

You scrunched up your eyebrows wondering why it got quiet all of a sudden before Sykkuno bursted into fits of laughter as well as the rest of the lobby.

It finally dawned on you that you said that out loud. Your eyes widened and your face began to heat up.

“That sounded so suggestive, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know I was speaking out loud.” You began to laugh with the rest of the group and Corpse joined in quickly after.

The game started and you were all calmed down.

“I still can’t believe I said that out loud.” You announced to the group. A few giggles left their mouths as well as your own.

“No but just imagine waking up at 7 am to Choke me like you hate me but you love me! Every single fucking day.” You said before bursting into laughter, the lobby joining in soon after.

Sykkuno was doing his tasks in O2 before he announced to his stream he had to use the bathroom.

“I’ll watch the game for you but I won’t play because… I don’t want to.” You told him as he muted his discord and got up from his chair.

“That’s fine.” He said and left the room.

You turned to his chat. They started bombarding you with questions.

“What’s your Instagram.” You read aloud.

“Oooh shameless plug, follow me on all of my socials @y/n, also subscribe to my YouTube channel “Y/N L/N” I make music…sometimes.” You answered.

“Do you simp for Corpse.” You read another.

You pursed your lips. “I’m not gonna answer that question, but I will confidently admit that I simp for Rae and Poki.” As you finished that statement, Corpses avatar walked into the room.

You reached over to Sykkunos Keyboard and un-muted his mic.

“Hey Corpse!” You chirped.

“Hey Y/N.” He replied. “Where’s Sykkuno?” He asked you.

“What, am I not good enough?” You asked with mock offense

He chuckled before speaking up. “No, I was just wondering.”

“He’s in the bathroom.” You answered. “I’m all by my little old self. Minus the stream of course.” You turned to smile at Sykkunos camera before focusing your attention on the game.

“Would you like some company?” He asked.

“I would love some company, thank you Corpse.”

He brought his Avatar to stand by Sykkunos.

“How’s your day?” He asked.

“Not very fun.” You answered thinking back to what happened this morning. “We were finishing building the second bunk bed, but I dropped one of the heavier parts on my foot, so that hurts.”

“Oh that sucks.” He stated.

“I know. How’s your day?” You asked him.

“Very uneventful, just writing some potential lyrics and stuff.” He said.

“Oh yeah you write your own music.” You responded. “How did I forget that.” You mumbled to yourself.

“What do you like to do for fun?” He questioned.

“Oh I make music, or do covers. Depends on how lazy I’m feeling.” You told him.

“You make music?” He asked. You could hear the shock in his voice.

You hummed in response. “Yeah I dabble in music production. I write a nice chunk of the music, but I have some other musical friends help me with other stuff. It’s not enough for me to be noticed by the big producers or record labels though.”

“You think you could show me some of your stuff?”

“Yeah!” You said excitedly. “Do you want me to send it through Discord, Insta or Twitter.” You said as you fished your phone out of your back pocket.

“Do discord.” He told you.

“Got it.” You pulled up your discord app as Sykkuno got back from the bathroom.

You already friended the lobby Sykkuno was playing in after your first meeting.

Sykkuno got back in his chair. “Alright I’m back.”

“I unmuted your mic by the way.” You told Sykkuno, your eyes glued to your phone. You had to send Corpse the perfect snippet. So far all your options were shit.

“Oh hey, Corpse!” Sykkuno said once he got situated.

“Hi Sykkuno.” Corpse replied, “I was just talking to Y/N, she’s great company.” He complimented you.

“I am good company,” You said looking up from your phone, “I wish my roommates thought that.” You muttered to yourself, apparently louder than you thought because Corpse began to chuckle.

You smirked slightly. The sound of Corpses’ laugh caused a blush to spread to your cheeks.

“Shouldn’t you two finish your tasks.” You coughed up, trying to hide your blush. “I mean you’ve wasted enough time already.”

“Does anyone ever do their tasks when they play proximity?” Sykkuno asked.

“Exactly.” Corpse agreed.

“I’m a very work oriented person so I probably would.” You told them. You finally found the perfect audio file to send Corpse.

“I hope he likes it.” You thought to yourself. You sent Corpse the file the same time a body was reported.

“I found Luds’ body in decontamination.” Rae said.

“Sykkuno and Corpse did nothing in o2 practically the whole round.” You told the lobby. The lobby has gotten used to you speaking up while they played.

“I was keeping a new friend company that's not exactly nothing.” Corpse said, trying to defend himself.

“It meant nothing to me.” You said, you were quiet for a few seconds before you spoke up again, “I’m sorry! That was mean! I didn’t mean it! Thank you for disregarding your tasks just to keep me company!”

The lobby broke out into laughter while you continued spewing out apologies.

~~~

The game ended quickly, turns out Poki and Rae were the imposters. You decided then to make your departure.

“I should probably head home.” You told the lobby, “The only food the girls know how to cook is pizza rolls, pizza bagels and ramen. And we promised each other we would start eating healthy.” You got up from your chair as the lobby was saying their goodbyes.

You exited Sykkunos room and walked towards the exit. You ran into Michael and Lily and said goodbye to them on your way out.

You reached your car and pulled out your phone, checking for notifications. You usually stay off your phone whenever you watch your brothers’ stream so you never know what's happening.

It turns out you had 10 missed calls from Selena, and over 100+ messages of her asking you to answer the phone.

You quickly got into your car and called your roommate.

The phone only rang twice before she answered.

“YOU'LL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT I JUST DID FOR YOU!” She screamed into the phone.

You brought your hand away from your ear and cringed at how loud she was being.

“That’s fun.” You muttered to yourself. You put your phone down in one of the cup holders and put it on speaker.

“What did you do exactly.” You asked aloud as you put your key into the ignition.

“So you remember that cute guy we ran into-” She began but you interrupted.

“NO!” You shouted. “I am not in the mood to go on dates. We are here in L.A to focus on our careers. I don’t have time for dating.”

Selena was quiet for a few moments before she spoke up.

“Okay, but if you meet him and start catching feelings but it's too late, just know it's not my fault.” She said before she hung up.

You sighed to yourself. You were not ready to go out on dates. Especially not after your last relationship.

You drove in silence for the majority of the way home until you got a discord notification on your phone. You waited until you reached a stop light to look at it. Apparently it was from Corpse.

CORPSE I loved the vocals I honestly wasn't expecting this type of music from you

You quickly typed out a reply while still paying attention to the road ahead of you.

You Thanks! I just thought you would like that type of sound so I decided to send that one

You hit send right as the lights turns green. You placed your phone back into the cupholder and began to drive. You got another discord notification, you assumed it was Corpse.

“He can wait 5 minutes.” You thought to yourself. Corpse may have peaked your interests but that doesn't mean you were willing to get into a car crash for him.

You quickly pulled into your apartment complex and ran into your home, phone in hand. You had gotten 3 discord notifications whilst you were driving. You quickly sat down on your couch in the living room and propped your feet onto the coffee table.

CORPSE I like how this is mixed and produced You have a great tone throughout the song Would you want to collab sometime?

You felt your heart leap into your throat.

“This couldn't possibly be happening.” You thought to yourself.

Corpse was very relevant in the music industry, he had told you during one of the Among Us games that many labels were reaching out to him. This collaboration with Corpse could make you a star!

You A collab with one of the most trending people in the world? Count me in!

CORPSE Great! we can meet up whenever you want to work out some lyrics

You smiled to yourself thinking of how many doors this could open for you. This could make or break your career.

“Holy shit.” You mumbled under your breath.

“Me and Corpse are making a song together!” You thought to yourself.

“What kind of Wattpad fanfic is this?” You said out loud as Selena and Addie came out of the Master Bedroom.

“Oooh what about Wattpad fanfics?” Selena asked, as she headed towards the kitchen.

“My life is a Wattpad fanfic.” You told her. You furrowed your eyebrows in thought, “Is this my existential crisis?”

“What?” Addie asked, very confused as she sat down on the arm of the sofa.

“What am I rambling about.” You turned to your roommates. “You’ll never believe what I just scored.” You told them excitedly.

“What?” Selena asked as she exited the kitchen a bag of chips in her hands.

“I’m going to do a collaboration with Mr. Corpse Husband himself.” You said proudly.

“No way!” Selena shouted, dropping her bag of chips on the floor. “You lucky bitch.” She said.

“You guys have only known one another for like 3 days.” Addie said.

“We’re making a song, not getting married.” You told her.

“Yet.” Selena said with a smirk.

“I’m going to bed.” You told them as you stood up from the couch.

“What!?” They said in unison.

“But it’s like 8 o'clock.” Addie finished.

“I know but I’m not in the mood to put up with the both of you.” You said as you left the living room.

“I only said one thing!” Selena complained.

“One too much.” You told her.

You walked down the hall and entered your shared room. You sat down at the foot of your bed and sighed.

“This is not at all what I expected when I told mom I was moving to Cali.” You threw yourself backwards.

“How are we gonna go about this?” You asked yourself. Were you and corpse gonna work together in person, were you gonna work over a discord call? You haven’t seen his face, you’re not sure if he’s seen yours yet. All these thoughts came and went inside your brain, it was starting to give you a headache.

You grabbed your pillow and brought it down on your face. You made a noise somewhere in between a groan and a whine when you heard you got another discord notification from your phone.

You reached around for your phone until you finally grabbed it and brought it up to your face. It was another message from Corpse.

CORPSE For making the song I was thinking maybe you could come over to my apartment because I remember how you once told the lobby that your roommates are very loud

YOU They are very loud And thank you for the invitation, I was just starting to wonder how we were gonna work together

CORPSE Here’s my address and number Wanna meet up on Sunday 3 o’clock?

“Sunday, Sunday, Sunday.” You thought to yourself, You’re pretty sure you don't have any plans that day. You typed out a quick reply before turning off your phone and going to sleep.

~~~

It was Sunday 12 o’clock you left your house with a nice hot cup of joe in your hands. Corpse lived 2 hours away so you wanted to leave early to hopefully grab some breakfast.

The night prior you placed your guitar in the back of your car, knowing you wouldn't remember to do it the morning of.

You got into your car and pulled out of your apartment complex. It was a long drive filled with random songs. You pulled into the first McDonalds you saw and ordered your usual.

When you were back on the road you had about 30 minutes before you would arrive at Corpse’s house. Which meant, using the power of mental math, you would get there 30 minutes early.

You grabbed your phone out of your bag keeping your eyes on the road. You opened up your contact list and scrolled through looking for Corpse. You found his name and gave him a call. You put your phone on speaker and put it into your cup holder. The phone rang about eight times before he answered.

“Hello.” He answered, his voice was deeper than usual.

“Did you just wake up?” You asked as you turned off the highway.

“Yeah, I got a good… 35 minutes.” He told you with a chuckle.

“Make yourself some breakfast. I should be there in about 30 minutes.” You told him with a smirk.

“Yes ma’am” He told you before he hung up.

“This is gonna be a long day.” You muttered to yourself.

~~~

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tamatojam · 4 years ago

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An Analysis of some of the weird stuff from Wilbur and Tommy’s Afterlife Conversation

Let’s first review what we were told in the 4 minutes that they spoke:

Okay right off the bat something is strange. Tommy says “Am I... Am I dead?”

Now this is odd because later in the conversation we learn that Tommy’s been in the void for a while. Why would he ask this question now, after already being there for over “two months”?

Wilbur greets Tommy and Tommy sighs as if he’s annoyed by something. When Wilbur asks if he’s alright Tommy shoots back that he’s “better than ever” in a hostile voice.

Tommy then asks “How long is left?” And Wilbur goes to check. Tommy tells him to hurry up and Wilbur says to chill and that he doesn’t have it on hand, while a LOT of paper seems to get moved around in the background (so there’s way more info than what we was read out.)

Wilbur says “[How long] for the universe to end, right?”

Tommy says “No, I obviously didn’t-“ but cuts himself off and tells Wilbur to go on. They argue for a bit, then Wilbur says that there’s a couple eons until the universe ends.

But what did Tommy really want to know?

Tommy says “You like your facts, you’re always telling me your facts.”

Wilbur says “I’m answering your question-“

Tommy interupts and says “Because that’s what I meant by that question.” Very sarcastically.

We still DON’T get the info that Tommy was actually asking about.

Wilbur asks if Tommy wants to play Competitive Solitaire again. AGAIN. So they had been getting along okay enough to compete and have a card game at the very least.

Wilbur even says “because it’s fun and we have a good time?” when Tommy asks him why he wants to play again. (Tommy does mock him for it but still.)

Tommy says “You are so lonely.”

And Wilbur says “What do you mean? We have Schlatt and Mexican Dream.”

Notice how he said “we” and not “I”. He’s including Tommy.

Tommy also denies having Mexican Dream come over to talk with them.

(Wilbur also says Schlatt’s been asleep “3 months” but Tommy says later that Schlatt was making them count despite the fact that he was only dead for “2 months.”

Idk what this could mean but it feels worth mentioning)

Now Wilbur says “I’m really happy you’re here.” And calls back to the Disc Finale when he said a space was opening for Tommy. Tommy tells him to stop talking about it, but Wilbur continues to say “Me and you were never good for that server.”

Tommy hyperventilates a bit and Wilbur mentions it, but doesn’t seem to understand why it’s happening or what it means.

Wilbur says “I know for a fact that if I come back, or if I’m brought back to life in some way, it’s definitely gonna... go to shit again.”

Tommy immediately tells him to fuck off.

Wilbur then says that after a few more months of “work” they could build a solitaire arena.

Tommy tunes out and starts to complain, but then realizes Wilbur has stopped speaking, and calls out for him before finally waking up alive.

That’s where the conversation stopped, so here’s my analysis.

Why was Tommy asking if he was dead? What was his real question? How much does Wilbur really know?

What happened the rest of the 2 months in the afterlife that we didn’t see?

Personally I think that Tommy and Wilbur were expecting Tommy to be revived.

It seems like Tommy was checking if he was still dead, and upon hearing Wilbur’s voice was pissed to know that he wasn’t alive yet.

Tommy also asked “How long is left?”

Personally I think he was asking how long was left until he was revived. Wilbur seems like he has a lot of knowledge of time (hence the large amounts of paper.) He could possibly know the future timeline of the server.

It seems to me like Tommy and Wilbur have a plan, and were waiting for Tommy to get revived.

Wilbur and Tommy, despite apparently not liking each other, were talking a lot, playing card games multiple times, and actively excluding Mexican Dream from their conversation, despite Tommy getting along really well with MD. It wouldn’t be out of the question for them to have thought up a plan.

Wilbur seems pretty set on staying dead though, and maybe all his talk of being glad that they’re both in the afterlife was him trying to also convince Tommy that being dead wasn’t too bad. Tommy wasn’t having any of it though.

But either way, Wilbur has said many times that he DOESN’T want to come back.

So it’s interesting that Tommy begs Dream to not bring Wilbur back because apparently Wilbur has “horrible plans for when he’s revived.” But why have plans in the first place if he never intends on returning?

We also never hear any of these horrible plans, just Wilbur mentioning that things would “go to shit” if he came back. (But let’s be real, that’s pretty fucking vague to say when it comes to the Dream SMP plot. Things go to shit over a shovel getting stolen.)

NOT TO MENTION that Tommy doesn’t mention Dream wanting to revive Wilbur to ANYONE. Not many people like Wilbur or Dream, so why wouldn’t he warn them? But the closest Tommy got to mentioning it was with Jack, but then he stopped and said “No, you’d probably just get in the way.” ...Get in the way of WHAT, Tommy???

Tommy and Wilbur probably didn’t get along great, obviously, but there’s definitely way more to what they were talking about. I think there’s a plan we aren’t aware of yet, and we’re gonna have to wait to find out what it is along with the rest of the characters.

DISCLAIMER:

I am in deep denial and I’m well aware that there’s a 99.9999% chance that absolutely none of this is true

This was just for fun and bc I was bored and wanted to analyze something, so don’t take it too seriously :D Hope you enjoyed!

#long post #not gonna tag this bc it’s just for twitter #if you find this then hi

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blossom-hwa · 3 years ago

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so I joined an ateez collab yesterday and was yelling to mai about a possible elemental kingdom au kind of like avatar but also not really anyway it doesn’t fucking matter mai was yelling back and now we have this. you have been warned

(I have bigger plans for seonghwa mostly because he’s the one I'm writing for this collab.............. seonghwa brainrot commence)

tagging: @applejongho @mangomingki @wingkkun because all of you need to see this SUFFER

anyway without further ado

ATEEZ ELEMENTAL KINGDOM AU OR WHATEVER IDK WHAT TO CALL THIS

tw: cursing

seonghwa

magma prince, born of an earth/water dalliance gone too far :/

lives in the water but is an outcast, so he’s forced to live on his own by the underwater volcanoes except when he has to come to the palace for ceremonies and such

doesn’t really manipulate water specifically but can control magma hence why I'm calling him a magma prince

he’s a prince because his mom was ocean royalty, anyway she disowned him so we don’t really care about her (fuck everyone who made seonghwa feel like an outcast :/)

has scales on parts of his body like the rest of the ocean dwellers because they descended from sea serpents, his range from black to deep royal blue which INFURIATES the court because those colors are the purest meant for ROYALTY like even his mom’s scales aren’t as deep/pure as seonghwa’s so ha in your FACE

except seonghwa isn’t a fan of the scales because it just makes him feel even more like he doesn’t belong in his own skin :///

friends with fire prince hongjoong and ocean prince san, both of whom are some of the few who treat seonghwa like an actual person and not just an outcast :/

takes very good care of the animals who live around the volcanic vents! a lot of the other ocean dwellers are scared of them because they look so different but seonghwa knows what it’s like to be an outcast so he keeps his little area as clean and welcoming as possible :)

it gets lonely around the volcanoes but honestly seonghwa prefers that over when he has to be at court for ceremonies n stuff. like yeah there might be water snakes around his place but they’re nothing compared to the snakes in the palace badum tss

hongjoong

fire prince of the dragon clan

there are two clans of the fire kingdom, one descended from dragons and the other descended from phoenixes, and they’re Rivals

dragon clan is allied with the ocean dwellers since sea serpents are related to dragons, phoenix clan is allied with the air dwellers because they all can fly n stuff

but anyway more on phoenix stuff in mingi’s part

has scales too, though his are more on the neck while seonghwa’s around around his ribs/waist, also they’re bright red/orange not blue

can produce and control dragon fire, which is destructive and primarily used for offense, so hongjoong’s been trained for an early age how to use it for max power/destruction

meets seonghwa on one of the few times hwa comes to the surface to chill in the sun and he’d just accidentally set fire to a small part of the beach and when he sees hwa he’s like HELP ME PUT THIS OUT

except hwa can’t control water he can only do magma so. yeah

san was nearby though and helped deal with it and later joong was like what the fuck kind of ocean dweller can’t control water and seonghwa was like. I'm half you dickwad

obviously they become friends after that. if they didn’t I'd give you permission to slap my face

but also after that hongjoong learns to keep a much tighter rein on his powers, like yes he’s being trained for destruction but he has masterful control over his abilities

could be considered a fire prodigy in all honesty

yunho

earth boy!! very powerful earth bender

can definitely do a lot of destruction with his powers but prefers to help things grow instead! talks to his garden and swears up and down that his plants grow bigger and taller when he does

good friends with both mingi of the phoenix clan and hongjoong of the dragon clan

earth dwellers aren’t allied with any side of the fire rivalry so they serve as the arbiters/judges when disputes come into place which is fair because earth is solid and stable and just (most of the time)

which is why yunho is able to balance this sort of friendship between the two boys :) does NOT meet with them together though that would be a recipe for disaster (not necessarily because of hongjoong/mingi themselves, they know how to behave, but the neurotic clan elders would throw a hissy fit)

runs a small restaurant in the capital that mostly caters to the working class, people always ask why yunho doesn’t try to do “more” with himself, that he’s wasted potential running a restaurant when he could potentially be a general or something in the army because of his earth bending prowess

but yunho doesn’t care, he’s happy where he is and he develops his bending as a way to protect and help himself and others, and from his friendship with hongjoong/mingi he’s pretty sure he wants to avoid clashing with earth royalty at all costs ksjndksjh

yeosang

air prince :) also he’s blond in this au you can’t change my mind

not particularly one of the strongest benders, but he’s very intelligent and wise which people value a little less than they should but yeosang doesn’t really care, he’s just going with it

imagine! yeosang in flows white robes!! floating on the wind!!!

yes air dwellers can fly sobs because they control the wind

and while yeosang isn’t necessarily the greatest at using his powers for fighting or whatever, he’s very good at flying and has a lot of fun with it along with air noble wooyoung

best friends with wooyoung by the way, no one really gets it because yeosang is quieter and doesn’t yell as much while wooyoung is the definition of Chaos

but wooyoung brings out the rowdy side in yeosang and their screams/yells echo in the air when they get together

a little wary of wooyoung’s friendship with san mostly because he’s a prince and understands the consequences of wooyoung, an air noble, being friends with the allies of their supposed enemy (water is allied with the dragon clan)

(maybe he’s a little jealous too)

but in the end it’s always still woo + yeosang against the world, floating in the sky and doing what they can for their people <3

san

WATER PRINCE WATER PRINCE WATER PRINCE

he’s actually the reason I birthed this au I couldn’t get ocean prince san out of my mind

flowy clothes and a crown of shells and pearls! likes shiny things and will trade with earth dweller merchants for new bits of crystal and jewelry!! tell me he isn’t a dream!!!

one of the beloved princes of the ocean, honestly probably the most loved because he’s so smiley and handsome and all around a very good boy until it’s his turn to perform the ceremonial dances and he turns into a demon

the brightest blue scales run up from his waist to his ribs, another one of the purest colors of royalty

uses his status to get away with being friends with seonghwa (aka people won’t yell at him if it’s obvious he disappeared for a while to the volcanic vents) but keeps their friendship kind of under wraps because hwa is afraid of retaliation when he has to visit the court :/

truly does not give a shit about hwa being half earth, if anything kind of envies it because he’s always curious to explore the volcanic trenches but as a normal ocean dweller the heat would be too much for him if he stayed too long

kinda scared of the animals near the trenches but he warms up to them after some periodic visits

friends with air noble wooyoung! even though it’s kind of (?) breaking alliances but neither of them really cares because they’re so much fun together :D

mingi

phoenix nobility, not quite a prince but close

phoenix fire has defensive and healing properties, so it can’t actually burn people but it can heal and protect from dragon fire/regular fire!

mingi is well-versed in the art of healing even though he’s a little clumsy sometimes :/ luckily phoenix fire doesn’t burn or there’d be major issues skjnsdkjh

can fly! phoenix descendants have a limited ability to fly, not as much as the air dwellers who can literally control the wind to help them, but it’s often enough to get them out of tight spots

only problem is mingi doesn’t like to fly very much skjndgjhn heights kinda suck

but when he does it’s fucking majestic, these orange flaming wings extending from his arms that clash beautifully with his red/orange hair

imagine seeing it at sunset oh my god that’s a dream

the phoenix and dragon clans are in negotiation with each other most of the time because ~hostilities~ but mingi doesn’t often participate in the direct talking because he’s better at working behind the scenes

ridiculously smart and likes to debate with yunho over things because seeing issues from a neutral perspective is very helpful and something mingi doesn’t think people do enough

what he’d really love to do is talk to hongjoong because an opposite perspective would be even better, but people don’t like that happening :/

secretly admires dragon fire because it’s so cool how dragon descendants can control so much destructive power with such ease

(he doesn’t know it but hongjoong admires phoenix fire just as much because god damn sometimes he wishes he was born to heal rather than destroy)

wooyoung

air noble!!!!! bitch if you thought I was making this man ANYTHING but an air dweller you do not know me

likes to watch the sunrise from his vantage point in the mountains :) sometimes wakes yeosang up to watch with him but only when he’s certain yeo won’t cut off a limb if he does skndjsgh

if yeosang is like the soft sea breeze against your face in the summer, wooyoung is the biting, almost playful nip of wind against your nose and cheeks in the winter

very playful! loves to make collect friends!!

can play the flute and absolutely 100% uses it to annoy said friends

you can often hear his screeching laughter and the yells of yeosang + others bouncing off the mountains skjdnsgk

is always on duty for patrolling the mountains because he’s one of the best at flying, but it’s fine because wooyoung enjoys being able to make his rounds and talk to people along the way

sometimes gets a little sidetracked with talking (and maybe eating the food people sometimes give him) but wooyoung is a lovable person no one can get mad at him for too long (which is a problem because he knows it)

thinks the rivalries between elements is dumb af, is literally friends with ocean prince san and earth dwellers 2ho and would like to make friends with mingi (yunho has mentioned him before) if he could just stop being in twenty places all at once

(mingi’s a busy guy wooyoung give him a break)

almost lost his shit when san told him he knew a magma controller, but hasn’t met seonghwa yet because hwa is shy and not very open to strangers

anyway I just think wooyoung air noble who has a personal mission to make as many inter-elemental friends as possible. shrugs

jongho

IF YOU TRY AND TELL ME THIS BOY ISN’T EARTH I WILL CLOCK YOU

earth boy and a prodigy at that! his bending is more advanced than some people twice his age

originally got stuck in training for the army because his bending was just that good, however he really hated having to use his powers solely for fighting so he left and became a blacksmith instead

why a blacksmith? here’s a secret

jongho can metalbend

which is why he sort of has this very good touch with metals and which types to use with which sorts of crafts

in very high demand for weapons like swords and such, but also makes jewelry and toys and pots and pans for regular day to day life

he also gets the “wasted potential” thing that yunho deals with a lot, but jongho has thick skin and those sorts of comments roll of his (broad) shoulders very quickly

LOATHES IT when generals and officials come to him with commissions and expect them to be done first and foremost like jongho doesn’t have around ten other projects hanging out in the background, but he just has to receive them with a smile

(maybe leaves a tiny unnoticeable dent in a general’s sword or something bc even if it’s unnoticeable, jongho knows it’s there and there’s some satisfaction in that)

friends with air noble wooyoung mostly because he is able to deal with woo’s bs, air prince yeosang is always asking for tips

meets yunho through wooyoung and 2ho strike up a nice friendship!

really just jongho stronk boy who can move the earth and will not hesitate to cause a subtle earthquake if some official gets uppity with him <3

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