#im genuinely gonna have a break down soon

[mothdruid]

IM SORRY IM SO MIA RECENTLY. LIFE HAS BECOME EXTREMELY OVERWHELMING AND THE SEMESTER IS COMING TO AN END SO THERE IS SO MUCH WORK AND I GOT A PERSONAL TRAINER FOR NUTRITION + WORKING OUT AND MY COLLEGE PLAY PRODUCTION IS THIS WEEKEND AND THERE IS JUST SO MUCH FUCKING STUFF

[ambersky0319]

Applying for jobs is weird

Applying for jobs is even weirder when I have passed the initial interview stage of a paid internship application

[evie-sturns]

secret - Chris Sturniolo

summary: chris wants to keep your relationship a secret from the fans, which means he is never around as much as he should be. this sparks an argument, where chris suggests that you 'should just leave.'

contains: angst, cocky!chris, crying, fluff, yelling, comforting.

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i lay in chris and i's bed, wrapped up comfortably in the thick sheets.

my head snaps up to look at chris as he swings open the door, he walks inside the room wearing a white tanktop and some black sweatpants.

"just gonna go film." he says vaguely before walking out of the room,

"chris- can i come!?" i call out,

"y/n, no. we talked about this" chris sighs, i get up out of bed and walk towards him,

"please- i don't have to be in it, i just haven't seen you for like a week." i say softly, chris shakes his head, practically discarding me.

"i see you every week, ill be gone for about two hours okay?" chris says blankly,

i feel my face grow hot with embarrassment, i feel like im practically begging for chris to want me, even though im his girlfriend. anger courses through my body, pushing me to my breaking point.

"why- why do you not care about me- or anything i have to say!" i raise my voice, pointing my fingers at chris's chest as i glare my eyes.

"you don't scare me y/n." chris chuckles, bringing my finger down from his chest.

"proves my fucking point! right there--!" i yell, chris just stares at me with a smug smile on his face.

"we agreed to keep us a secret-" chris starts, but i cut him off

"we both agreed to keep us a secret from your fans, not everyone else you've ever known! yes- i get it your fans will be mad but you're- your'e-" my voice breaks as i turn away from him

"don't be acting all pissy because i have a job and you don't." he raises his voice at me,

"excuse you?" i almost laugh,

"yeah, get a grip y/n, honestly." chris sighs, grabbing his phone and going to walk out.

"don't fucking leave-" i shout, "you're a horrible person chris-" i say, holding back floods of tears.

"maybe you're just being a sensitive little bitch?" chris says, the regret is prominent on his face as soon as those words leave his mouth.

"you're being- so mean-" my voice breaks, tears rolling down my flushed face.

"then leave- i'm actually done with you're bullshit, please leave." chris raises his voice.

i look up at him, "actually-?" i say through loud sobs,

he hesitates for a second before speaking, "i- i dont know- if you can handle me being popular then leave-"

"your ego is incredible you asshole-" i squeeze out, walking past him.

he grabs my chin and stops me in my tracks, his large hand clasped tight around my small chin. "excuse me?" he looks down at me,

"i'm going to find nick." i sigh loudly,

"no you're not." chris states,

"i thought we were done?" i say with a loud cry, i wipe my tears away quickly.

suddenly matt peeks his head through the door, "everything okay in here?" matt asks with concern clear on his face

“fuck off matt, genuinely.” chris raises his voice,

“dude, you’re making her cry-“ matt points out, his eyes locking with mine.

“and it’s none of your business, fuck off!” chris yells shakily at matt,

matt walks into the room angrily, pushing chris’s shoulder. chris let’s go of my chin, discarding me.

“you want my girl now?” chris almost laughs as he approaches matt,

“she’s literally like my little sister and i’ve known her my whole life- so god forbid i ask if she’s okay after i hear you scream at her through the walls!” matt grows angry,

“y/n can’t understand that the fans can’t know about me and her, that’s literally it- she’s just being ignorant, like always.” chris speaks as though i’m not here,

“sort your shit out chris.” matt mutters, pushing chris backwards before walking out of the room.

“i- i think i’m gonna go to matt’s room.” i whisper, barely audible.

“yeah- go fuck him while you’re at it.” chris says with a petty tone,

i let out a frustrated sigh before pushing his shoulder back with an angry sob.

“pathetic.” chris scoffs, “do it harder-“ he taunts,

i storm out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me with a loud bang.

i swing open the door to matt’s room, he’s sat at the edge of his bed on his phone.

“matt-“ i sniffle, matt looks up at me before standing up,

“hey- hey you okay?” matt asks frantically, his voice soft.

“i think chris just broke up with me-“ my voice breaks, matt wraps his arms around me, pulling me into a hug.

“i’m sure he didn’t, he’s just upset right now, you think?” matt whispers into my hair,

i nod, “you can stay in my room tonight, i’ll get the spare mattress.” he suggests, i nod as tears continue to pour down my face.

“i hate him- ihatehimihatehimihatehim.” i sob, matt rubs my back,

“no you don’t, arguments are normal, it happens.” matt sighs.

“i do- hes so mean to me!” i bury my face into my hands.

“shh- sh it’s okay.” matt says, “are you in your pyjamas?” matt asks,

i nod, “okay- then let’s get out the mattress and you can get to sleep.” matt states.

he lets me go before tugging out the matress from under his bed, he throws a couple of blankets and pillows on it before handing me his pug stuffed animal,

“you want this for tonight?” matt asks with a small laugh, i grab the small pug stuffed animal before flopping down on the mattress on the floor.

matt’s always been like a big brother for me, he’s always cared about me so much.

matt bends down and covers me in the blankets, tucking me in. “try have a good sleep okay?” matt whispers, i nod with a small ‘thank you’.

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4:23am

i stir awake slowly, i sit up off the matress and look over at matt who’s fast asleep on the bed beside me.

i stand up before stumbling over to the door swiftly, the need to go to the bathroom is overwhelming.

i slowly creak open matt’s door and step out into the corridor.

my footsteps slap against the cold wood as i yawn loudly

i swing open the door to the bathroom, and i’m met with him.

chris.

he’s sitting on the edge of the bathtub, scrolling on his phone. i turn on the warm light which illuminates the small bathroom.

“oh-“ i whisper, spinning back around and reaching for the door handle.

“no- no please come back-“ chris’s voice wobbles.

he’s wearing spider-man pyjama shorts, the same ones that i teased him for a couple weeks ago.

he’s got a thin white shirt on and his brunette hair is messed up completely, his eyes are bloodshot and swollen along with his puffy lips and pink cheeks.

he stands up, looking down at me. i can see the gears in his brain physically spinning as he tries to think of what to say.

“i-i’m sorry i’m still here- i was gonna pack up in the morning.” i break the silence with a couple deep breaths.

chris’s face drops, he buries his face into his hands with a shake of his head.

“i- i didn’t mean that- i was just so caught up in the heat of the moment and i really- really- don’t want to loose you.” chris starts, his eyes watering

“and i’m so sorry for taking you for granted. i love you more than anything, i love you more than anything ever.” chris’s voice breaks loudly, he goes silent as his body jolts up and down.

“are you crying?” i ask softly, he nods.

i don’t say anything, just wrapping my arms around him, he hugs me back weakly.

he buries his head into my shoulder, his soft hair covers half my face.

“and- i’m sorry for crying i just- don’t want you to think i’m only crying for sympathy i just feel really upset.” chris clarifies, i laugh softly,

“i know sweetheart,” i sigh,

“and— and- you don’t have to forgive me- ever— i said proper mean stuff to you.” chris’s voice trembles,

“i forgive you, i just want my old chris back, yeah?” i rub his back,

“you will get that- forever-“ chris sniffs.

we stand in the cold of the bathroom, his arms holding me tightly now, as though he’s afraid to let me go.

i stroke his hair lightly with my manicured nails,

“chris- i don’t mean to ruin this moment but i really really need to pee- that’s why i came in here—“

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[starboye]

pairing: ethan landry x male reader

request: Definitely Ethan (Reader boyfriend) , could do when reader finds out he’s ghostface in the end of scream 6

warnings: angst, cursing, kinda yandere ethan

you had always thought that your boyfriend ethan was the shy closeted away kind of guy, he didnt talk much to others and was the hottest nerd youd ever met, and he was very romantic.

but as time went on you found him drifting farther and farther away from you physically and emotionally, you thought nothing of it at first but then you started to find it a little suspicious so you did some digging.

you formed an investigation of your own and connected the dots to realize that ethan was ghostface, at first you didnt wanna believe it so you headed to ethans house with one thought in mind "was ethan really the ghostface killer", you arrived at the house and headed in thanks to the extra key he gave you.

you waited out in his room waiting for him to come through the door, soon your head his bedroom window open and saw a figure crawl through, lightly illuminated by the moon light, as you got ready to defend yourself with whatever you could find.

as the hooded figure stood up and took off the mask you saw it was ethan under it "ethan" you say shocked to your core "y/n?" ethan says covering your mouth as to not wake anyone in the house "howd you get in here" ethan asks uncovering your mouth slowly hoping that you calmed down.

"no the real question is why the fuck are you ghostface" you question taking a few steps back from ethan "i swear i didnt mean for you to find out this way i promise i was gonna tell you" ethan says trying to calm you "tell me what that my boyfriend that i love so much is really a murderer and killed a bunch of people" you retort.

"well when you put it like that it doesnt sound that great" ethan chuckles "nothing's fucking funny ethan" you shout "okay okay just calm down and talk to me" ethan says with a lower voice "n-no im leaving" you say tuning to the door "wait y/n" ethan says pulling you back.

"fucking let go of me ethan" you say trying to break his grip "please y/n just listen to me i-" ethan tries to explain but you kick him of of you "i loved you ethan and this is what you do to me" you say tears brimming at your eyes "y/n im sorry let me make it up to you" ethan says.

"how ethan how could i possibly get back with a murderer ethan" you say now tears running down your cheeks "cant you just fucking forgive me im sorry" ethan says pulling you into a tight hug and not letting you break his grip "i love you y/n i really really love you" ethan brokenly says.

you nuzzle into his warm embrace, remembering a time were ethan was a genuine guy, nice, cute, and your fun little nerd, not a ravenous murderer "i love you too ethan but i cant do this" you lowly say crying into his chest "please just stay with me" ethan says rubbing your back to comfort you.

"no im not falling for this trap" you say pulling out of ethans warm embrace with ouffy eyes "goodbye ethan" you say before walking out of his room, ethan watching you with a broken heart, he looks down and stares at the ghostface mask for a minute before throwing it on his bed.

you both cried your eyes out that night and both for different reason, and after the whole incident youd come home regularly to find flowers with notes or others gifts presumably from ethan trying to apologize but youd just throw them away.

no matter how many times youd throw them away ethan would just replace it with another slew of gifts, wanting you too be his forever and ever, and nothing was gonna stop him from succeeding in having you.

taglsit: @mailmango

[bountycancelled]

something more than friends

(lucy gray baird x reader)

tip me on kofi if you feel so inclined

requested: yep, I hope you like it anon♡

content: a little bit of angst but mainly fluff, men (derogatory), kinda lovesick!lucy gray, jealous lucy gray (we love to see it), pretty intense description of kissing but no smut.

warnings: a very brief mention of drinking, internalised homophobia but it doesn't last long, gay stuff (duh), lowercase intended I know boo I'm annoying.

a/n: I haven't read the book yet so idk much about the covey so their appearance may ooc but that's solely due to my lack of knowledge on them

lucy gray baird never faltered when she sang.

there were very few things that could get under her skin when she was on that stage, strumming her guitar and twirling in her skirt as the district folk stomped along to the beat.

sure, sometimes drunkards and the occasional hung up ex would try to cause a scene, attempting to gain her attention from below, but she would simply roll her eyes, waiting for someone to take care of them so that she could go back to doing what she did best. performing.

so what exactly had happened to make the lucy gray baird, forget a line in a song?

she was quick to remedy her mistake, carrying the tune in such a way that most patrons didn't even notice her mess up. but ironically enough, the very cause of her brain fog noticed. you.

you gave her a worried look, but she brushed it off, willing herself to continue playing as if nothing was wrong. and technically, nothing was wrong. you were there, in the far back of the crowd, wearing a white dress with a drink in your hand. and Lucy Gray didn't mean to be cliché, but you really did look like an angel, something divine that she had the honour of setting her eyes on.

but obviously, she wasn't the only one who thought that.

you were speaking to some man. which was fine, you were always the most gorgeous girl in the room in her eyes and she knew that she wasn't the only one who appreciated your beauty, you were always needing to awkwardly laugh at men's advances and brush them off as best as you could, but you weren't doing that tonight.

you were laughing, a genuine laugh, leaning in to hear his voice over the music, over her singing. she wanted to jump off of the stage and break her guitar over that assholes face, and she couldn't explain why.

she had always known that one day, you'd settle down with a kind man who cared for you (not nearly as much as she did, but that was okay) and then she would see you less and less. but knowing didn't make the taste in her mouth any more bitter.

the first time you told her about a crush that you had, on a boy named Tom, she spent the whole night convincing you that he just wasn't right for you. you believed her of course, rejecting him swiftly the next week when he asked you to go on a walk with him, walking instead with lucy gray, hand in hand.

but then, she did it every time you spoke about a boy, and you started to believe her less and less. 'I think you're just jealous lucy gray, and you don't anybody taking my attention away from you.'

you were right, she was jealous, and the thought of you, with a man, it disgusted her to her core. which is why she took off as soon as her set ended, not even staying for the applause as she searched for you outside.

there you were, and thankfully, you were alone, no undeserving man in sight.

she ran up to you, her brown eyes seemingly sparkling even in the darkened night. "how'd you enjoy the show, darlin'?"

her heart jumped when you smiled at her, your eyes crinkling in joy as you took both of her hand in yours, squeezing them affectionately. "you have the voice of an angel, lucy gray. and I envy the lucky fella who's gonna marry you, and have to serenade them whenever they want."

lucy gray rolled her eyes in a good natured fashion, trying to ignore the knot in her stomach when you mentioned her getting married. "I already serenade you, sweet thing. and im not gonna let some wedding band stop me."

you laughed airily, leading her by the hand towards the lake, where you spent most nights together. you sat down at the edge, laying your head in her lap when she sat beside you. her hand went to your hair, and she fought the urge to by giddy at the sight of your head in her lap, you were just... perfect.

"who was that guy that you were talking to back then? when I was singing, I mean." she asked, her voice uncharacteristically quiet.

you thought back to about an hour prior, picturing every person that you had been with throughout the evening as you tried to recall who she was asking about in particular. "oh! that was matthew, his dad and my dad go way back, but the two of us never really shared their closeness for whatever reason. but after speaking to him tonight I'm a bit upset that I never tried to grow a friendship with him earlier."

she nodded, her cherry glossed lips pressing into a thin line. "he doesn't just wanna be friends with you though, I could see it." you scoffed playfully, raising a brow at her curiously. "you were all the way up on stage, in the middle of your favourite song to perform, and somehow, you could tell that much from so far away?"

she opened her mouth to defend herself, but after realising just how insane the notion sounded when you phrased it in that way, she quickly closed it again. "I'm not gonna let any man take me away from you, lucy gray, believe me when I say that I can't live without you."

your words sent a fury of butterflies in her stomach, and she swore that felt dizzy as you picked your head up, moving your face so close to hers that your noses were almost touching. she wanted to kiss you. god, what the hell was wrong with her? how could she be thinking of you in this way?

despite her inner conflict, she made no moves to create some distance between your faces, selfishly wanting to stay like this for as long as you'd let her. "I wish we could get married." she sighed, her eyes widening at her own words. "I meant- not like, I didn't mean- not in, like, a husband and wife typa way-"

you cut her off with trying to, with a tilt of your head making her suck in a sharp breath. "you don't wanna do husband and wife things with me?" you asked, and she could swear that your voice had a certain tone about it, one that made her cheeks feel blazing and her breaths shallow.

she shook her head, her usually fierce tone reduced to a meek almost whisper. "we can't do those stuff together."

you were too close for comfort. she could feel the tip of your nose against hers and if you leaned in any further, she was sure that she would combust. "who cares if we can't? the more important question is, do you want to?"

inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. she had forgotten how to breath. this wasn't right, she knew that, so why were her lips on yours in a flash, her hands in your hair, around your waist, holding your hands, touching any part of you that she could reach as the two of you kissed? in public, no less?

she couldn't find it in her mind to stop, not when your soft, sweet lips moved in tandem with hers as if you were molded to fit each other. when you pulled away, with lucy gray chasing your lips with an involuntary whine, you held her by the shoulders, a look of concern on your face.

that was when she felt it. the guilt knawing at her stomach, and the tears that flowed down her face. was she crying because of how overwhelming her feelings were for you? maybe it was because she knew that you would have to hide... whatever had just happened between the two of you.

you leaned your forehead against hers, you sweet voice easing her fear. "I love you." she nodded, not being able to say it back just yet, but she could only hope that you knew. she moved to kiss you again, being startled out of her mind by a girlish scream in the distance.

it was maude ivory, eyes wide and hand slapped over her mouth in shock, with an equally suprised tam amber standing next to her. lucy gray felt sick to her stomach.

"I knew it." tam Amber said with a shrug, moving to sit next to the two fo you as she stared out at the moonlit lake. "no one looks at their friend like how lucy gray looks at you."

"can I be the flower girl? and the maid of honour? and the priest?" maude ivory rambled, laying half in lucy grays lap and half in yours. you simply laughed, explaining that her dream wasn't exactly possible but flower girl was certainly doable as lucy gray watched, tears threatening to fall from her eyes once again. only this time, they were of relief.

the joy she felt in her chest, at the thought that you could be... together in front of the covey was the best gift she could possibly be given. you and her, together. not just as best friends. although it was hard to wrap her head around it, she knew that it was exactly what she wanted and she had it on good authority that you wanted it too.

[riki-riks-chick]

hello!! inhope you’re having a good day ! i really enjoy your niki writings :)) i was wondering if you would do one with a tall reader? could be any scenario (insecurity, riki admiring the reader, etc) thank you!!🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Stature ︱N.RK

riki x tall!reader

whenever yn doubts herself, riki is there to make her feel confident.

cw: fluff! insecure!yn, yn is 5'10, supportive bf!riki, degradation, riki likes tall girls, fuma (&team) cameo, kisses, reassurance, wholesome couples, non-toxic relationship, protective bf riki.

wdct: 2.4k

tyy for the request i hope this is good! im not talll so i hope i did good. <3

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Third Person POV~

"Hey, babe. Jungwon told me there's some party going on tonight at Jake and Heeseung's house.. Do you wanna go?" Riki plops down on the couch beside you, patting your back as you sigh. "No.. I dont wanna go.." You mumble as he pouts. "Why not~? I don't wanna go alone..." 

"Riks, I really don't feel up to it.. I don't even have anything to wear.." You say as an excuse and Riki rolls his eyes. "I just took you shopping yesterday, come on.. If we can find you a good outfit you're going."

He pulls you up from the couch, dragging you towards the bedroom as you whine. "Riki... Why are you forcing me into this?" You ask as he sighs. "If you don't wanna go, I'm not gonna go because I wanna be with you.. But I'd much rather we both go have fun together.."

You roll your eyes at his reasoning, sitting on the bed while he rummages through your closet.

"Look, try this on.." He picks out a black halter top and some low rise jeans that you probably hadn't worn in the past year, you're already skeptical, but he forces you to try it on.

"I look ugly in the jeans. I need to lose weight before wearing these again." He scoffs loudly at your revelation. "Babe, I don't remember you ever even looking so good in these jeans, it's like you got better looking since we started dating."

You chuckle, turning away from your mirror to face him. "You're such a kiss ass, you're just saying that." He shakes his head at your words. "No, I'm not. You genuinely look good, but if you aren't comfy we'll find something you're okay wearing."

You can't help but smile at his willingness, and as soon as he forms another outfit, you try your hardest to try it on without any negative feelings.

The next outfit is simple, some cute jeans that are high waisted and flare at the bottom, and he gives you a dark blue tanktop that has thicker traps and a lace bordered neckline. 

You can't deny that the outfit is much better. As you're glancing at yourself in the mirror, he comes up behind you, hands on your hips and his head on your shoulder. "You look so pretty.." 

He moves your hair, trailing soft butterfly kisses over your exposed shoulder and your neck. "If you wanna wear this, I'll carry your coat for you.. Okay?.." You nod, deciding to give it a chance and go to the party. 

The two of you get ready, outfits matching cutely, and just as you're both putting on your shoes, Riki raises an eyebrow. "You're not wearing the matching heels?" He asks as you shake your head, sliding into your white sneakers. "These are comfier... And I don't really wear heels anymore."

His face falls as he looks you in your eyes. It's like he can feel the confidence leaving you with every passing second. "Baby.. Are you still thinking about what that girl said?.. I don't care if you wear heels.. It's not like you're taller than me in them." 

He had a point, you're only 5'10, and even in heels Riki still had a couple inches on you. "What if I was though?... Would you care?" You ask as he shakes his head. "Of course not.. If I cared that much about your height I'd be somewhere with a short girl right now.. I wanna be with you, I don't care about how tall you are.."

He takes a few steps closer, staring down at you as he kisses your forehead. "Plus, I don't have to break my spine to kiss you... Easier access." He smiles, giving you a soft kiss to your lips as you pull away giggling. "Okay.. okay, I get it.."

He smiles, tilting your chin upwards as he kisses you again. "Don't be so hard on yourself.. I love you, alright?" You nod, hands resting gently on his waist as you gazed into his eyes. "I love you too.." 

Shortly after the small pep talk, you guys leave the house, you're not really paying attention to where Riki is driving, your sole focus on choosing what songs to play on the aux.

When the car stops, though, you're puzzled. "Where are we?..." You ask as Riki smiles. "I figured we should hang out by ourselves... You seem more comfortable when it's just us.."

You sigh, shaking your head. "But you wanted to go to the party.." You respond with a pout as Riki nods. "We'll go later.. You know Jake and Heeseung's parties go on all night.. We can be fashionably late." 

You decide to go along with it, getting out of the car and following behind him. You didn't like drinking on an empty stomach anyway.

You walk inside the diner, hand tightly entertwined with Riki's as you wait to be seated. Another couple walks in, and you make eye contact with the woman, instantly regretting it, but smiling to hide your awkwardness.

"How tall are you?" She asks and you glance at her, stunned by the question. "Uhmm... I-" You struggle and she immediately apologizes. "Sorry, I was just curious.. Was that rude of me.."

"No, it's fine.." You lie, "I'm 5'10.." You respond as she gasps. "Wow, you're taller than my boyfriend..."

At her words, you glance at Riki, hoping she'll shut up. He only let's go of your hand, wrapping his arm around your waist instead and squeezing your hip.

"So, since you're tall I guess your boyfriend asks you to reach stuff instead?" She asks rudely and Riki shakes his head, gesturing for you not to reply and entertain her.

She scoffs when you ignore her. "Rude.. You think just because you're taller you can act like a bitch.. Excuse me for trying to spark conversation."

You're holding back tears as she degrades you, and Riki is fuming beside you, pushing you behind him as he glares at the couple. "Hey, man.. Learn to keep your chihuahua on her leash.." He spits as the other man scoffs. "Like we're afraid of you."

"Save the talk, shortstack. Make your girlfriend apologize for calling my girlfriend a bitch." He steps closer to the guy, slightly towering over him as the man's girlfriend rolls her eyes. "The world doesn't revolve around your girlfriend. If her feelings are hurt, she needs to get over it.."

Riki is about to say something else, but the waitress comes back over, saying that your table was ready. 

He decides to let it go, gesturing for you to walk in front of him as you both walk towards your table. He whispers something to the waitress that you can't hear, but you're sure it was about the couple because shortly after, they're being asked to leave.

"You okay?.." He asks as you nod. "Thank you for defending me.." You say as he smiles. "Don't thank me.. I'll always defend my pretty girl... You're height only adds to your beauty.. That runt was only jealous because she has to wait for Mr. Loser to reach the top shelf." You laugh at his words, feeling comfortable again. 

The next hour is spent with the two of you laughing together and making predictions as to what would be happening at the party when you both arrive later. You were sure they'd be playing truth or dare, but Riki just knew that beer pong had to be it.

When you finally got there though, you won because they were playing truth or drink. As soon as the two of you were spotted, Jake was quick to get up from his seat. "If it isn't my favorite couple! Come play!" 

You both simply sat in the circle, knowing that it's impossible to refuse Jake when he asks you to play a game. 

You greeted the other familiar faces you were used to, but for the most part you were quiet. Sometimes you simply preferred to watch Riki interact with his friends. The bright smile on his face was enough to keep you entertained. 

After everyone greeted Riki, Jake was adamant that the game continue, so he tells Heeseung to spin the bottle. 

You watch as it lands on Jay, and he sighs. "Can I get a normal question this time?" He asks with a laugh as Heeseung snickers. "Normal questions don't exist with Jaeyun." 

Jake seems to be thinking hard for a minute before finally asking the question. "Have you and your girlfriend ever been caught in the middle of fucking?" He asks and Jay immediately sighs, glancing at his girlfriend who simply shrugs her shoulders.

"Yes. We got caught by Sunghoon." He answers as Sunghoon laughs from his seat across from Jay. "I was looking for the jacket you borrowed. It's not my fault you didn't lock the door." 

You all laugh at the explanation, and then it's only a moment before Heeseung spins the bottle once more.

This time it lands on you. You're already nervous at what kind of question Jake will ask, but you decide to just let loose and answer if you can.

"What really happened that time you and Riki were locked in the bathroom at my last party?" He questions as you raise an eyebrow, glancing at Riki. "Nothing happened.." 

Heeseung glances between the two of you, eyebrows raised. "Nothing happened? I find that hard to believe."

"No seriously. She got annoyed at someone, so I was calming her down. Nothing else happened." Riki explains as you nod. At the confession though, Jake grows more curious. "Annoyed at who?"

"I don't remember, I was drunk..." You shrug, "She was rude as fuck though.." You answer as Jungwon hums. "What did she say to you?" He asks as Riki sighs. "She started talking about her height in a disrespectful way. What did she say, babe?" Riki questions as you raise your brow in thought. "She said something along the lines of her and her boyfriend wanting a threesome so they could climb my tree. Some dumb shit like that. It was fucking annoying."

Sunoo chuckles at your words. "What the fuck kinda question is that. I would've swung on her ass." He says as Riki nods. "Trust me, she almost did." 

You laugh at the memory, nodding in agreement with Riki's statement. Your smile quickly fades when some guy you're not familiar with speaks up. "Maybe you were the rude one.. It's seemed like a compliment. Maybe you should've hopped off your high ass horse and been nice about it." 

Riki's smile is also transformed into a scowl as he looks at the guy. "Fuma. You're joking, right?" He asks as the brunette scoffs. "I mean. I'm not wrong. Your girlfriend thinks that she's untouchable just because she's a fucking giant." 

At that, Riki is quick to rise from his chair, his tone challenging Fuma's. "You're just mad because my girl could stand on her tip toes and be taller than your sorry ass." 

Fuma scoffs, mirroring Riki's standing position. "Yeah right. Everyone knows that shorter girls are better. The least your girlfriend could've done was have a nice body to make her height look less awkward." Before Fuma can even finish speaking, Riki attempts to launch at him. Sunghoon and Jay are quick to hold the younger male back though. 

You're simply watching, fighting back tears. Heeseung observes your expression, and shields you, leading you into the kitchen. Once you're away from the drama, he sighs. "I'm sorry.. Fuma's drunk. I'm sure he didn't mean it."

You nod, inhaling deeply to keep yourself from crying and ruining your makeup. 

Next, Jake is walking into the kitchen, an apologetic expression adorning his face. "I'm so sorry, Y/n... I shouldn't have asked the question... I didn't mean to start all this." His tone is filled with worry and you sniffle, taking his hands in yours. "Its not your fault, Jake... Don't apologize."

He kisses both of your hands, pulling you into a hug as he rubs your back. "Please don't be upset.." You pull away, patting his shoulder. "I'm not upset, it's fine..."

You glance towards the entry way as Sunghoon and Jay walk in, both having a tight grasp on Riki. They let him go once he finally calms down, and he immediately makes  bee-line towards you, replacing Jake in front of you. 

The four of them then leave, giving you and Riki the space to talk. "Are you okay?.." He asks as you shake your head, finally letting yourself cry. "What did I do to him?... Why would he say those things about me..?" You ask as Riki sighs, pulling you against him as he kisses your head, his hand rubbing your back in, smooth, circular motions. 

"Shh... It's okay... You're perfect.. He was just being an asshole." He presses multiple kisses to your temple, pulling back slightly to press a slightly longer kiss to your lips. "You know I don't like it when you cry.."

You nod, wiping your tears as Riki cups your face, his thumbs brushing over your cheeks. "You don't believe him do you?.." He asks as you shake your head, earning a soft smile and a kiss from Riki. "Good, because you're perfect.. Tall or short, big or small... I don't care what you look like because I love you.. Okay?"

You nod, fidgeting with his belt loops as hugs you again. "You love me too, right?" He questions as you nod eagerly, pulling back to look at him. "Of course.. I love you so much.." You reassure, giving him a kiss to affirm your words, and he smiles. "Now.. Let's go have some fun."

[to6ge]

MATCHING NECKLACES

★ Various JJK ch’s x gn!reader ( Gojo, Yuji, Megumi, Maki, Toge )

★ IN WHICH ! You get your lover matching necklaces.

★ WARNINGS ?? SFW, NON PROOFREAD, other than that none. use of feminine term ( getting called pretty )

★ AUTHORS NOTE : had math hw but decided to procrastinate and do this >_< !!

★ WORD COUNT / CHARACTER COUNT : 939 words, 5076 characters.

GOJO felt stunned as he felt a hand on the back of his neck, but he realized that it was just you. You were putting on the matching necklace, one half of a heart on him, and the other on you. It was so mesmerising, so pretty.

But he still didnt know what you were doing, he didnt even bother looking down because he didnt feel like something was tugging on his neck to collarbone area.

“[name] You scared me to death. What are you doing????” you were quick to lift up the necklace on his collarbone area, showing it to him.

“Isnt just so pretty?” You said with a wide, warm grin. “Its so..pretty!!” — “But not as pretty as you,” he teased, but he meant all the words. You couldnt help but feel flustered.

“Look, its matching!” You diverted back to the original topic and connected the necklaces, forming a whole heart.

Although he seemed like the type of person who’d take it for granted and probably lose it, he’d actually treasure it and cherish it with his whole heart.

He loves it when you do small but thoughtful stuff. He loves you with every atom of his.

YUJI who practically melted by your thoughtful gift. A matching necklace? He loves it, he loves you, he loves everything you give him. He loves ANYTHING that is matching with you.

Matching keychain? Hed love it, display it and show off to his friends that you both have matching keychains. Matching mugs? Hed use it everyday. Matching outfits? Hed take care of the clothes like his life depends on it. Matching last names? Hed love it even more.

He immediately embraced you as soon as you put the necklace on him, “Thank you thank you thank you!! Im gonna keep this forever!! Love you so much [name]!!” he joyfully said.

“I love you tooo!!” you replied with the same energy.

“Youre so cute” He muttered. “Huh? Could you say that again?” you asked, genuinely not hearing him this time “I said you look like fruits-!” He horribly lied but smiled sincerely.

MEGUMI, whom you knew wasnt good at showing affection, pulled you in and kissed your forehead as he saw the necklace “Thank you..” He quietly muttered but smiled lovingly.

It was rare for him to do that because he was extremely timid, and you usually had to be the one embracing him first. So you could tell, this moment was really special to him.

“You dont know how much this means to me.. I promise I wont break it or lose it,” he continued smiling as he pulled you even closer, embracing you with his arms.

“Mm, you better not! But anyways, I love you. I hope you like it” You grinned affectionately, “I love you too, [name] Infact, I love you to the moon and back..” He mumbled, his face was flushed as he said that.

You quickly kissed him on the cheek as you heard what he had said. “So cute” You thought to yourself. “So cute.”

Since it was a matching necklace, one was black, one was white. Behind the white one was his initial, behind the black one was your initial.

He wore the black one, you wore the white one. It was magnetic, it could fit with each other and become one whole just so perfectly. You both were the perfect pair.

MAKI, your amazing, hot but tough GIRLFRIEND would immediately soften up as she realizes that you had bought her matching necklaces.

At first, it seemed like she wasnt even 25% touched by it. But you could tell by her expression that she actually felt really loved and appreciated right now.

A warm tint of scarlet spread across her cheeks, “[N-Name].. You really didn't have to get me thi—”

“Nuh uh, ofcourse I had to! Youre special to me, and I want to make sure you know that. I love you.” you cut her off, she didnt even get a chance to finish. “I..I atleast hope you like this, Maki”

The silence was loud, you stared at Maki’s face which was obviously flushed. “You dont have to hope. Ill like anything, and I mean anything you give me. Even if its a stupid unused shoe, id like it. Okay? Id love it!” she remarked with a shy smile.

“Im glad then..Im so glad.”

“Inumaki, look!!” you said cheerfully as you held up the matching necklaces. “I got us matching necklaces” you continued to smile.

You knew he couldn't speak because of his curse, but you never stopped loving him. His eyes told you everything, you could practically see hearts in his eyes whenever he saw you.

You could tell by his eyes that he loved the idea of matching necklaces. You bought those lego heart necklaces, it was pink.

He didnt mind at all that it was pink, he actually thought it was pretty and cute. He hugged you warmly and snuggled on your neck. After a few minutes, he pulls away and you help him put on the necklace.

“They look so pretty right now..I mean theyre always pretty..but even prettier up close,” he thought and smiled to himself.

[pupyuj]

im ngl overstimulated yujin has me stuttering

combining these two asks cuz why not! anyways atp i’m looking like i genuinely believe yujin has a dick bcs i almost never write about yuj w a cooch anymore (yuj cooch enthusiasts i will deliver soon do NAWT worry) but listen … she does have a dick and i know bcs she’s constantly slamming it inside m—[STATIC]

(p.s. i think it’s way too obvious that i enjoyed this a lot pls i loooveee yujin sm don’t look at me like thatttt)

we all agree that yujin has crazy stamina and even if she’s exhausted, the feeling of being inside you is just too good that she never really pulls out after the two of you finish :(( if she could, baby would be inside you all the time really! you always wondered how much yujin could take before she’s crying and pleading for mercy… it’s about time that you’re the one who has her whimpering and getting all limp after all! 😵‍💫

binding her to a soft, comfortable chair and letting her keep at least her shirt on bcs you’re not gonna lie, your shirt looked way too good on her 😍 you’d start slow with a cute little handjob and for a while it’d look like just another friday night of good fucking for the two of you but yujin notices what you were up to when she was three orgasms deep and you still haven’t taken her dick down your throat or inside you! i’d love to think that she’d start squirming! yuj is used to being the one who does all the teasing and the cruel ‘make her cry all night by pulling eight orgasms out of her in a matter of an hour’ game—not the other way around!

baby’s never been overstimulated�� a part of her would be excited, but mostly she’d be terrified bcs what if she embarrasses herself! :(( her pride wouldn’t let her go down without a fight.. she’d try to get control but you wouldn’t budge of course.. this was a once in a blue moon opportunity! you have to see yujin beg helplessly for you to stop 🥺🥺

“hm.. don’t dry out so quick, baby… you still have to fill me up, remember?” you’d whisper in her ear while tears well up in her eyes after her sixth orgasm 🫣 her legs shaking, dick twitching in your hand… i love to think about how she’d bite her lip to not be too loud but ending up failing and cutting her lip on the process oh the poor girl 💔 kissing down her neck and whispering the nastiest, most degrading things in her while you gear her up for another climax… yujin really doesn’t know if she should be turned on or humiliated but either way, one of those feelings was the one making her cum so—

ah it’d be soooo messy too?:!;!/&,& your entire hand would be drenched with her cum and every time you lick it up it only makes yujin’s dick go stiff again,, it’s impressive really! how she’s still able to keep cumming so much 😵‍💫 “good puppy, you just know what mommy wants from you, huh?” oh yujinnie would go insane 🤤🤤 you’d think she’d start resisting and acting all bratty but nooo puppy loves to get praised! sure she hated the humiliating aspect of it all (…or did she?) but one “good girl” and her brain just goes all dumb for you 🥺💕

seeing her pretty, shiny eyes all glossed up with tears once you decided to have a taste of her cum directly from the source… god you’d only have her tip in your mouth and she’d already be thrashing around and shaking her head bcs yujinnie was so sensitive at that point :(( sobbing pathetically and moaning at the pleasure at the same time.. loving how she was so obviously torn between wanting to break free of her restraints to stop you or to finish what you started and fuck you to oblivion… yujinnie will get her fun later but right now, it was time for yours 🥰

taking in all of her dick down your throat in one fell swoop and yujin’s screaming in the air with her eyes nearly rolled back 😵‍💫 ugh the sight of her dick disappearing inside your mouth flawlessy every now and again only made things worse.. she has to fuck you and breed you until she was empty :(( it wouldn’t take long for her to cum again.. but at least this time not a drop was wasted! you made sure to swallow it all, just how she liked to see it 🤭 it would be her eleventh orgasm and poor puppy would be so tired ☹️ chest heaving up and down, sobbing softly while still struggling to break free… and now you feel bad! 😔

“i know, baby.. sorry i went overboard, i know…” you’d whisper while spooning her on your bed, making up for all your meanness with your awesome aftercare 🥺 yujinnie would be so cute all cuddled up to your side, face buried in your chest where it was warm… and you’d think that she would be too tired to even keep her eyes open but nope! the second you let down your guard, yujin would be rolling on top of you and pinnjng your hands above your head, grinning down at you like the sick pervert that was 🤭🤭

“your turn. make daddy happy now.”

don’t you just love switches?? 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[neuroticboyfriend]

the way my brain tries to tricks me into doing substances is insane. i was playing videogames. i got bored. suddenly thought it couldn't hurt me to look things up about a substance i used to do. fell down a rabbit hole until i found free samples of it online that are purported to be adulterated to be stronger.

my brain wouldnt shut up so i went to my room to call someone. got scared my family would overhear and i dont want them to, so i decided to go on a walk to call someone. kept finding reasons to not stop walking. next thing i know im a block down from the train station/liquor store, the entire time having known going outside was yet another trick.

as soon as i accepted that if i kept walking my brain was gonna find a reason for me to go cop something, i pulled onto a side street and made phone calls. no one picked up and i know i should have kept calling people til someone picked up, but at least im posting here to just get it Out.

im omw home now and i bought some mozzarella sticks to eat when i get home. hungry and that doesnt help. so yeah. i also wanna share this so people can see just how insidious addiction can be. you can even know it's tricking you and it's still hard to break out of. stay vigilant i guess, and be more understanding of addicts in general. our brains are trying to kill us. even when we genuinely do not want to use or be doing whatever other unhealthy thing we do.

[cario55555]

Gonna be taking a bit of a break from art and such and so, specifically cotl stuff mainly because i got abunch of wips in the backlog and others stuff to doodle but also i like this little freakshow im making too so have abunch of fun facts about the funny lamb universe i got goin on for now under the cut

⁍ The Lamb would canonically win in a fight against 4 Leshy's or 2 Heket's, but not 3 Shamura's or 2 Kallamar's. ⁍ The Goat literally just walked into the Cult and acted like he already knew everyone. This somehow worked for 3 years. ⁍ I have no idea if Narilamb is canon in this or not, but if it was then it would not end well for anyone ⁍ Plimbo is the best character, this is a fact and you cannot dispute it. I tried designing him like 8? times and I just couldn't get it in a satisfying way. this is because he is without flaw. ⁍ The Lamb was fully aware of the prophecy before the beheading. They were counting on it. There is blood on their hands. ⁍ Sozo is very dead. Whatever's walking around the Cult, that's not Dr. Sozonius. ⁍ Look at this thing I can do ☺ isn't that wild ⁍ It takes place in a permadeath save. This means that the Lamb's delusions of power definitely weren't helped by the fact that they BARELY even knew Narinder, and the fact they killed 5 gods without sleeping. ⁍ Also Lamb killed Narinder lol ⁍ Mystic Seller is named "That Which Takes" ⁍ Leshycat's canon but I'll never design them its just gonna be like in Tom and Jerry where they're just slightly offscreen at all times ⁍ Midas that rat fuck owes me 20$ ⁍ Surprisingly, Heket got the closest to killing The Lamb. She wears this as a badge of honor, or as a means to make fun of the other Bishops. I forget which. ⁍ I might make a fanfic one of these days based on cult of the sham but it'd literally just be an always sunny episode lol ⁍ Webber is literally the exact same as the one from Don't Starve. They had to put him down because he kept placing spider nests all over the Cult, and Pigs kept trying to throw down. ⁍ A little gnome just ran behind you when you weren't looking. ⁍ The Lamb is ambidextrous, this is because I keep forgetting which hand to have them hold stuff with. They also have no idea what this word means. ⁍ The gnome ran behind you again you gotta pay more attention to this stuff ⁍ ☺sorry i didn't mean to do it that time ⁍ Clauneck and Kudaai like switching clothes and acting like eachother to fuck with people, it works every time without fail. ⁍ Aym and Baal are hanging out with Forneus. The Lamb didn't let them do this, they literally just booked it as soon as they got the chance and Forneus totally could beat the shit out of The Lamb. ⁍ help its red now ⁍ nevermind we're good ⁍ Ratau was driven mad by the crown. He's had the knowledge of the gods ripped from his skull and delicately placed onto some psychopathic woolen beast. He's not all there. ⁍ Any time I'm working on COTL stuff I'm usually listening to King Gizzard and the Wizard Lizard. To get the general tone I try and set, listen to their album "I'm In Your Mind Fuzz". Good stuff. ⁍ The Industrial Meat Grinder incident was an inside job.

thank y'all for all the support, means the world that people actually like the delusional ramblings that come out of my brain at...

yeah that tracks.

also one more little mini preview for a drawing that might get finished one of these days idk

why is webber there i genuinely do not remember???

[inkstainedpages]

I love Scaramouche

(NSFW BELOW THE CUT)

I love Scaramouche its genuinely so fucking insane.When I first saw that man I wanted him to break my legs and ruin me raw.I wanted him to degrade me and make me cry,laugh at my tears as soon as he noticed only to go harder and faster.

His attitude made him even better tbh.His high ego and pride,bro I wouldn't hesitate to get on my knees to suck him off if I ever saw him.

Like idfk if it's made out of wood or something ILL MAKE IT WORK.I will literally force it in me and he'll have me shaking and crying for hours I swear.

He could make me disabled for weeks then not give a fuck about me and I'd still be thankful.

He could use me as his personal cum dump and hide me in his basement I would not mind it one bit.As long as I am stuffed full and ALL my holes are oozing with his sticky white residue I am game.

Ngl I'd get myself all dolled up for him when he's away so when he's back he could release all his pent up anger and fuck me for how long he wants to,we could go on for all of eternity if he wanted.

He's so fucking hot tbh.He's fine in all his forms I dont even wanna get into detail about that.

I also want to smash him when he's wanderer.Especially before he got his past memories back like bro was so fucking cute I bet he whimpered and begged.

Also his ult??like step on me pls.He could edge me for hours just by stepping on me.It would be weird but I'd still be begging for him.

He looks like the kind of guy who'd be mean and bossy with a female significant other but would be all hooked and submissive if his significant other was a male.

He looked rideable and peggable at the same time its so fucking insane.Like if it were railing a woman he's be groaning and grunting,but if he was the one getting railed he'd be crying and whimpering.

I wouldn't mind if he made me his personal sex slave.Like a little dog he'd drag around to show off and then fuck senseless once he gets home.

Like pls,he could fill me with any type of liquid from him.Whether it be cum,piss,blood,whatever as long as he's in me I could not possibly care.

He could fill me with his cum if he even has that,he could impregnate me everyday and night.

And if he doesn't want kids of him own I'd get abortions any time possible and I might as well find a way to make myself infertile so he could fuck me without a care for any consequences what so ever.

Also the idea of him always being so neglectful and always ignoring his significant other when he's busy with his duties??hello??

I would ride his foot until he's pity me enough to actually give me sexual attention.And if I have to cream on his foot for him to finally put the papers down then SO I WILL.

Im gonna add more to this because this man is fucking everything.His personality,his attitude,Istfg he could break my legs and pound me for DAYS and I would complain

Also the hat stays ON during sex so while he's thrusting the only sound you could comprehend is the jingle sound of the thingies of his hat

Okay but like semi public sex with scara in a fatui tent while all the other agents are sleeping and he just muffles your moaning with a rag like yes pls

He could slap me multiple times,beat me up,make me pass out just to fuck me and I would let him.He could leave me all bruised and bloody filled with cum somewhere in teyvat and I'd still be thankful.

Ok but a threesome with childe and scara??like childe bending me over behind me while scara is muffling my cries and moans??

Imagine all the jealous cicin mages and female fatui agents because scara's scent is so strong and the marks on your neck are so visible no amount of concealer could hide them.

Scara could step on me,abuse me,degrade me,hurt me all he wants as long as I get fucked in the end its okay

When I finally got him on his first rerun I was so happy.Like as soon as he came on screen I did too tbh

HE'S SO PRETTY IT HURTS TO LOOK AT HIM I LITERALLY SPENT DAYS ON GENSHIN STARING AT HIS DESIGN AND LISTENING TO HIS VOICE LINES

Wanderer would probably do it in the forest if his significant other got too needy

[ashecampos]

ANYONE BUT HER 7

JANIS IMI-IKE X FEM READER

a little Regina x reader

Warnings - swearing, mentions of cheating, mentions of anxiety. Regina being Regina. Hurt. Angst

The POV switches between reader and Janis (I use — when I change the POV)

there will be more parts to this, make sure to reblog and comment and I will get the next few parts up as soon as I can, happy reading lovelies 🫶🏼

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TALES OF TESSA MAKE SURE TO READ THIS AND PREVIOUS PARTS BEFORE THIS, LINKED IS FROM THE POV OF TESSA (readers best friend)

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I am startled awake by a familiar vibration next to my head, i squint to see who’s phone is ringing, of course it is mine. I groan and sleepily wiggle out of Janis’ arms, grabbing my phone while exiting the room to take the call, I find my way to the bathroom again and sit against the bathtub, answering the call not bothering to read the caller ID, assuming it’s Tessa or Damien.

“Y/n?” The person on the other end asks, as if they knew there would be a chance someone else could’ve answered. I instantly freeze up recognising the voice on the other side of the phone call. “B..Bea? Why the fuck are you calling me?” I say as I start to pace back and forth. “I know im the last person you want to hear this from but I was told you have been seeing Janis Imi’ike, im so sorry y/n” she says, obviously putting what she needs to say off. “Just spit it out bea, whatever you must say, say it” i speak with a sense of urgency “me and Janis have been seeing eachother in secret for a few months now, she had admitted she only helped you that night to make sure you broke up with me” she says. I search for a reason for her to be lying about this but come up with nothing, all rational thoughts gone. I make quick work of ending the call and storming back into the room where me and Janis were peacefully sleeping not even five minutes prior. I grab my hoodie and jeans, throwing them on, I then grab my shoes and leave.

One foot after the other I make a run from it. Like I ran from bea when she cheated. Like I’ve ran from every situation that’s caused me pain. I make my way back to my house, seeing a figure sat on my poarch, it seems they had saw me before i got the chance to see them. The person stands up and walks over. Only now do I realise the hot, sticky tears running down my cheeks causing my ability to make out the person falter. I desperately rub my face using the sleeves of my hoodie, silently praying it’s not my mom who is the one to see me like this. Thankfully I see blonde hair. Bleached blonde hair. Regina George.

She makes her way over, her pace quickening when she sees the state im in. “Oh y/n what happened? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?” She bombards me with questions while gripping my chin and tilting my head up to look at my face properly. A frown upon her own. “I’m fine I just want to be alone, go see Aaron or something Regina” I choke out trying to hold back the tears threatening to pour again. She shakes her head, unhanding my face and instead grabbing my hand, dragging me into the house. And up the stairs into my room. “Jesus y/n why is your room so dark. No wonder you’re so pale..no offence” she says while running to my curtains, pulling them open and allowing the natural light inside. I wince at the brightness of the morning sun.

She sits me down on my bed, leaning closer to me. “So tell me what’s got you so upset?” She says gently and in a genuine tone. So I tell her everything. I mean it’s Regina George. She may be seen as the ‘queen bee’ but honestly she’s never been bad to me or my brother so I trust her.

“So let me get this straight. She got you to break up with your ex so she could get with her then continued to see the both of you behind each other’s backs? Oh my god. I’m going to kill her” the blonde says while grabbing her phone out of her pocket and aggressively typing away. After a few seconds she looks up and smiles sadly “you’re gonna sit with me and my group at lunch now, trust me she won’t bother you baby.” She says while putting her phone away.

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I wake up and stretch, extending my arms out, feeling the surface of the sofa to find it empty. My eyes shoot open looking for the girl. She’s nowhere to be seen. I groggily stand up and head for the bathroom. She wasn’t there either. I sigh assuming she got asked to run some errands by her mom or something. I turn some music on and start to move the basement back to how it was before the date.

The day goes by so fast. The day turns into the next and then the next. No word from y/n at all. She must just be busy.

Entering school on the Monday was probably one of the worst decisions of my life. First everyone was looking at me. Then I got to my locker and there she was at hers. She sees me and walks away quickly. I frown assuming she was just in a mood with it being so early in the day or something like that.. until I see Damien and Tessa storming over. “Janis ‘Imi’ike I have known you for fifteen years but this. This is a new low even for you” the boy starts. “Tell me this is some sick joke right now Janis I swear to god” Tessa says almost immediately after Damien. I look at them taken aback at their sudden disgust and anger toward me. “Can someone please tell me what I done?” I say slamming my locker shut, staring both of them down. “you used her to fuck her ex. Janis I thought you genuinely liked her” Tessa snapped before Damien could say anything “what are you talking about? I do like her. And I despise bea” I say, frowning. “well the morning after you and her had that date night, I got a call from Regina telling me to haul ass to y/N’s house because the poor girl was hysterical, turns out Bea had called her and told her everything about you and… oh fuck, it’s a setup. We need to get to y/n before they do anything else”

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These past few days Regina has been the nicest I’ve ever known her to be, yes she is the ‘queen bitch’ of north shore but she’s always been nice to me for some reason. After what happened the other day, she’s only been nicer. I haven’t really spoke to anyone about what happened. I kinda went off the radar until Tessa turned up at my house demanding to know why I hadn’t been answering. Naturally I broke down and told her everything and after reassuring her (a lot) that i would be okay, she left to go home and sleep for school. Aaron didn’t really care about what happened. Not that I really told him. Yes he’s my twin, I’ll always love and be there for him but we don’t really associate with each other anymore. So when I woke up this morning I decided to ‘suck it up’ as my dad would say. I threw on a hoodie and some baggy jeans. Then Regina called me. “Hey short stuf- oh Jesus please tell me you aren’t wearing that?!” She nearly screams down the phone, I cringe looking down at my outfit earning a sigh from her. “I’ll be over in five, do your makeup and I’ll pick some clothes for you when i get there okay?” She asks in a sweet tone. I smile and nod before hanging up and grabbing a joint I rolled last night ready for today. I stare down at it for a few minutes contemplating what im going to do if Janis approaches me today. I haven’t spoke to her since the phone call. I didn’t confront her, I just ran. Shaking my head I light up and take a few drags of the blunt with laying on my bed, all tasks out of sight and mind.

By the time I finished the joint, Regina is in my room and looking through my closet, she looks over at me her smile fading while she grabs an outfit that fits ‘plastic’ standards, but is still in my style. Then she comes and sits next to me on the bed. “So what’s the plan?” She speaks before I can, I shrug “go into school and show her who she messed with” I say in a mocking tone earning a smack over the back of my head from the blonde, she laughs and drags me off of my bed, keeping a tight hold on my wrist to keep me steady. She drags us into my closet and sits me down, pulling my hoodie off and replacing it with an old band shirt I made into a cropped vest, she smirks and grabs my backpack, throwing it at me. She grabs my hand and we are out of the door, in her jeep and on the way to school.

I stand at my locker waiting for Regina to find Gretchen and Karen and come back to get me so she can introduce me to them. Looking up from my phone I see Janis, I roll my eyes and walk the other way, not wanting to start a fight twenty minutes before homeroom. I pull out my phone and call Regina to ask where she is.

Minutes later im stood with the plastics. Gretchen looks me up and down trying to figure me out, while Karen just stands there smiling at me. “I love your shirt, where can I get one?” Gretchen starts off, I smile with a little bit of a blush forming “oh uhm I made it actually” I say looking at the shirt I made a few weeks ago just after meeting Janis. The girls eyes light up as she leans closer “omg so your like an artist and a musician, that’s so fetch” she bounces with excitement. A laugh erupts from beside me “what’s fetch?” Regina asks cringing a little. “Oh it’s like slang from some movie I saw” the girl explains the plot of the movie, I smile at her and her little quirks “well that movie sounds fetch, we will have to watch it one time, right Regina?” I nudge the blonde, knowing how mean she can be towards Gretchen at times. Karen looks over my shoulder and gasps a little. We all turn around to see the commotion. Tessa and Damien are shouting at Janis. I guess Tessa told Damien. Well at least they’ve got to her before I could. Not that I’d even know what to say. “Hey cmon we should get to PE so we can get changed out of sight from the creeps” Regina tugs my arm. I know she’s never early for anything, which lets me know that she is only suggesting that so I wouldn’t have to see Janis. She grabs onto my hand as we all walk to the changing rooms. I drop my bag to the floor and pull off my vest, replacing it with the track hoodie I originally had put on. I change into some shorts and put on my not so white converse. Once we are all changed, we sit on the benches outside of the changing rooms, waiting for the bell to ring and for everyone to come to class, I put my hair in a messy bun before looking up to see two faces laced with shock “you have a tattoo?” Karen says with a smile, earning a confused look from me “you guys don’t?” I answer the question with another question, they all shake their heads making me laugh, I shrug the interaction off and pull on the strings of my hoodie.

The bell eventually chimes and people start flooding into the changing rooms, Janis and Damien included, the both of them are glared at by the three girls while I stare at the floor. The coach shows up, smiling at me, waving his arms around like a goof “y/n congratulations on last weeks race kid” he enthusiastically says before patting my back. “Thanks, hope the next one is just as easy” I laugh a little. To say track is stressful would be an understatement. Some people join to have something to put on their college forms, some join because they love sports, me, I joined because my dad wanted me to be apart of every hobby, he wants me to have as many skills as possible. I know he means good but the pressure to be the best at everything is crushing. I get snapped out of my thoughts when Regina’s hand holds onto mine, I look around and see people leaving to head to the field, I look at Regina and she mouths “you okay?” towards me, I simply nod, I wasn’t about to scare off the person who offered me a safe space this fast.

Approaching the field I see the teacher is holding a bag full of equipment, I look over at Tessa knowing what’s in the bag. Fucking rugby balls. I’ve never liked rugby but Tessa on the other hand. She loves it. It’s her whole life. She has been scouted by professional teams since we were kids. Me on the other hand, not the type of person to tackle people, I would happily just stick to track.

I look up to see Tessa running over to me, a massive grin on her face. “Y/n cmon we are doing rugby” she waves a ball in my face like an excited child. I look over to where she is pointing and see Damien and Janis, I frown and shake my head a little “wait T you aren’t in this class, why are you here?” I laugh a little knowing she is meant to be in English language class right now. Once again she waves the ball in my face “coach pulled me out asking if I would help with some tackling drills.” She nudges me before going to grab me to go see Janis. “Actually im going to stay here and help the plastics” I mumble knowing she won’t like me hanging around with Regina. “What why? Your not like in love with my cousin right?” She crosses her arms and stares at me “you and Janis need to talk. Sooner than later I suggest” she lectures me just as the coach blows the whistle.

Me and Tessa both get forced to grab a tackle practice pad and hold them up ready for the coach to tell people to try tackling us both. A lot of them don’t try to tackle too hard, a few manage to push me back a little but one manages to knock me. Regina. She stands staring at me like a predator scoping out its prey, she then gets a running start, getting lower to the ground with every stride closer she gets and eventually she has her arms around my torso and she manages to buckle my legs and she’s on top of me, smirking down at me with a satisfied grin. “Falling for me already huh?” She leans closer to my face with a cheeky grin, we stay like this for a few seconds before she gets off of me and we both stand up. I take my place back at the line, bag in hand ready to go.

I tilt my head to the side and see Tessa and Janis laughing, Tessa looks over at me with a sympathetic expression, it seems like she knows more about this situation than she’s letting on.

Once the lesson is practically done and everyone is walking off of the field I jog a little to catch up with Tessa and nudge her. “Hey can I grab you for a sec after we are changed I need to tell you something?” She says with a sad smile, she glances at Janis and Damien who are a few feet in front of us, then she looks at Regina and the plastics who are a few feet behind us. “Omg yes, I feel like I haven’t seen you since last week, sorry for going off the rails though” I frown feeling as if im to blame for this situation “that’s actually what I need to te- …oh hey Regina” she starts before Regina comes and joins us causing her to quickly change the topic of conversation. “Hey Tes, you should totally come sit with us, y/n has finally agreed to sit with me and the girls” Regina almost brags, a massive grin plaster across her pretty face.

[wolfxplush]

“Welcome to the world clover”

EVERYONE BLAME @redninjaoutfit Afor putting this IN MY HEAD IM SICK.

It was the middle of the night when Lovette's contractions started, a rush of panic mixed with excitement filling her as Vance scrambled to get their things ready. They had prepared for this moment for months, but nothing could have prepared them for the whirlwind that followed as they rushed to the hospital. Lovette managing to calmly explain to the front desk about her water breaking, her red haired husband look a second away from fainting was not helping by screaming for a room.

Vance had been by Lovette’s side through every step of the pregnancy, absolutely smitten with her since their years at Bullworth. His love for her only grew with every day, every moment they spent planning their future. The idea of becoming parents was daunting, but it was also beautiful.

At the hospital, the medical staff took Lovette to a room, and Vance was right there, holding her hand, whispering reassurances in her ear as they waited for the baby to come. Hours passed, and Lovette's exhaustion began to settle in, but she kept strong, her grip on Vance’s hand tightening with every contraction. He didn’t dare complain once, rather his wife break every one in his hand then let her be in pain.

In the waiting room, however, a different kind of chaos unfolded. The greaser gang had arrived, and they were anything but subtle.

"I’m telling you, we need to see her now!" Johnny yelled, pacing back and forth while glaring at the poor nurse at the desk. His usual tough-guy demeanor was punctuated by genuine concern, making him even more intimidating.

"She’s fine, Johnny, calm down!" Peanut tried to reassure him, but he wasn’t doing much better, fiddling nervously with his jacket.

"You don’t know that! What if something’s wrong?" Hal piped in, his voice shaking slightly. "What if—"

"Everyone just calm down," the nurse finally managed to interrupt, holding her hands up. "Lovette is in good hands, and we’ll notify you as soon as there’s any news."

"Good hands? You’re sure about that?" Ricky muttered under his breath, giving the nurse a skeptical look.

Amidst the gang, Colt stood a little apart, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, eyes darting to the hallway every few seconds. He looked like he was barely holding it together. Lovette had treated him like her own son for years now, As soon as the girl turned 18 she was quick to file for adoption thanks to a lawyer parent of the preps, and the thought of something happening to her made him feel sick. His hands were balled into fists, knuckles white with tension.

"She’s gonna be fine, right?" he finally asked the nurse, his voice a little quieter but no less intense.

Before the nurse could answer, the doors to the delivery wing swung open, and Vance stepped out, looking both exhausted and radiant. His smile was wide, the relief and joy written all over his face. His hair a tousled mess that normally would have sent him into a panic for a comb.

"Vance!" Johnny was the first to bolt up to him, grabbing him by the shoulders. "How’s Lovette? The baby?"

Vance chuckled softly, shaking his head. "She’s perfect. Both of them are perfect. It was a healthy delivery—a girl. We have a little girl." He spoke, tears pricking in his tired eyes. The shake in his voice noticeable.

The gang erupted into a chorus of cheers and congratulations, their previous anxiety replaced with excitement and relief. Colt, however, stood frozen for a moment, his mind still processing the news. Vance smiled and gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder, knowing how much this meant to him too.

"Come on," Vance said, his voice warm. "Lovette wants to see you guys. And Colt... she wants you to meet Clover."

Colt’s eyes widened, and the nervous energy that had been holding him together finally gave way. He followed Vance with the others trailing behind, all of them still buzzing with excitement as they made their way to the room where Lovette was resting.

Lovette was sitting up in bed, looking tired but glowing. In her arms, she cradled a tiny bundle wrapped in a soft pink blanket. Her eyes lit up when she saw Colt and the rest of the greasers crowding the doorway, a soft laugh escaping her lips.

"There’s my family," she whispered, her voice still a little weak but filled with warmth. "Come meet her."

The greasers stepped in slowly, almost reverently, as if they were afraid to break the peaceful moment. Ricky, Hal, Johnny, Peanut,Norton—they all stood around the bed, each of them awkwardly trying to figure out what to say. But their silence was enough. Lovette could see the love and care in their faces.

Colt, however, lingered near the back, unsure. He hadn’t expected to feel so emotional, but seeing Lovette like this, holding her newborn daughter, made his chest tight.

Lovette caught his hesitation and smiled softly. "Colt," she said, beckoning him closer. "Come meet your sister…”

He swallowed hard, walking slowly toward the bed. Lovette gently shifted the baby in her arms, motioning for him to sit beside her.

"You can hold her," Lovette said, her eyes soft. "Don’t be scared. She’s family."

Colt hesitated for just a moment before sitting down carefully, watching as Lovette placed baby Clover into his arms. The baby was so small, so delicate, and for a second, he thought his heart might stop. He had never held a baby before, let alone someone so precious.

"Hey there," Colt whispered, staring down at Clover with wide eyes. She was fast asleep, her tiny hand curled into a fist, her little nose wrinkling in her sleep.

The rest of the greasers looked on, their tough exteriors melting away as they gathered around Colt and the baby. Hal was grinning from ear to ear, Ricky was wiping at his eyes, and Johnny, despite trying to keep up his usual cool act, looked just as emotional. Norton hiding a giant grin behind his fist.

"She’s beautiful," Peanut said softly, leaning over to get a closer look.

"She’s perfect," Vance added, his arm slipping around Lovette’s shoulders as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Just like her mom."

Lovette blushed at the compliment, leaning into Vance’s embrace, but her eyes never left Colt. Seeing him hold Clover like that made her heart swell. She had always treated him like her own, hell he was her own! but watching him cradle her daughter so gently felt like the perfect affirmation that their family—both blood and chosen—was complete.

"Thanks for being here," Lovette said quietly, addressing them all. "It means the world to me."

"Of course we’re here," Johnny replied, sounding slightly offended by the notion. "You’re family."

"Yeah," Hal chimed in, giving Lovette a wide grin. "There’s no way we’d miss this."

"Colt," Lovette said, her voice softening as she looked at him again. "You’ll always be a part of this. You know that, right?"

Colt nodded, unable to trust his voice. He looked down at Clover, feeling a strange sense of pride swell up inside him. He hadn’t expected to feel this connected, but holding her in his arms made everything real. This wasn’t just Lovette’s baby—this was his family, his sister.

"You’re going to be a great big brother," Vance teased, clapping Colt on the back. "I can already see it."

Colt smiled, finally relaxing as the others laughed and cooed over the baby. They passed her around carefully, each of them taking their turn to hold her, marveling at her tiny features and whispering soft words of affection.

As the room filled with laughter and joy, Lovette leaned back against Vance, resting her head on his shoulder. It had been a long journey, but they had made it. They had built something beautiful—something that went beyond just the two of them.

Clover stirred in Peanut’s arms, her little face scrunching up in a tiny yawn, and everyone fell silent for a moment, watching the new life they were all so captivated by.

"Welcome to the family, Clover," Lovette whispered, her voice full of love. "You’ve got the best big brother, the best uncles, and the best dad in the world."

"And the best mom," Vance added, pressing another kiss to her temple.

Lovette smiled, her heart full. Everything she had ever wanted, everything she had dreamed of, was right here in this room. Surrounded by the people she loved most, with her daughter in their arms, she knew they would be okay. They were family, and that was all that mattered.

As the night went on, the gang stayed close, unwilling to leave just yet. They joked and teased each other, fawning over baby Clover and promising to always protect her. And in that moment, in that tiny hospital room, everything felt perfect.

So when I wrote this I cried so hard I started gagging

[chronicallyblyrie]

TMAGP 16 live thoughts!!

This episode started with a hello Jon dedication I'm already feeling like this won't be a fun time

-oh my god poor Alice the trauma is already starting

-celia does believe you alice trust she's seen some shit

-no the Horrors need to pay their dues with you alice

-alice dyer everybody, working right after watching a woman die

-yeah Sam stop talking

-CHESTERRRRR

-social media??

-#GOTHGIRL MY GOD

-WOAH INKSOUL BACK??

-okay inksoul is important

-oh my god it's a live stream archive

-oh my fucking god they're using internet slang

-WHO TOLD THEM THEY HAD ACCESS TO USE NO CAP IN A SCRIPT?

-holy shit this is awful

-PLEASE INKSOUL KILL THIS WOMAN SO I DONT HAVE TO HEAR HER SAY ANOTHER WORD

-please fucking KILL me

-OH MY GOD THE SOUND EFFECTS ARE KILLING ME

-woah world's quickest tattoo

-what in the fuck tattoo did they give you??

- dude inksoul got so tired of her shit so quick I'm with them on this

-GIRL YOU ARE NOT IN A SITUATIONSHIP THEY HATES YOUR ASS

-HOLY SHIT PLEASE THE SOUND EFFECTS ARE GONNA KILL ME

-when is Madam's soundboard gonna drop I need it

-i never thought I would hear the word "sus" in a rusty quill podcast but okay

-so this is the point we've reached in humanity

-STOP SAYING SUS

-I AM IN CLASS LISTENING TO THIS TRYING NOT TO BURST OUT LAUGHING PLEEEEEASE

-oh my god inksoul is digging up bodies?? WAIT no this related to the other case where uh person with tattoos was looking for the body they dug up, is this the same cemetary?? So it was actually inksoul trying to find that body??

-NOT THE BRUH SOUND EFFECT

-"so I bail" I can imagine her scurrying away like a cartoon character

-yeah girl only real goths dig up corpses, get with the times girly

-oh naurrrr

-OKAY SO THEY ARE ROBBING GRAVES

-vicious pick me trash fr girl

-OH MY GOD ITS A YOUTUBER APOLOGY BAHAHA

-"Im such a good person" OH MY GOD KILL ME

-"ig we're ops??" Who in the fuck wrote this episode

-I need to stop typing this post is going to be so long because I can't bare listening to the internet slang

-oh so her heart IS breaking

-yeah you're actually not okay

-UMMMM "help" ????

-THIS HAPPENED RECENTLY IN MARCH??

-oh thank god the cats are okay

-oh my god she's actually letting hate comments kill her wtf

-OH OH OH EW EW EW THAT NOISE

-DID HER HEART RIP OUT??

-please alice go get coffee get me some too

-gwen wtf

-oh so Lena is pissed

-I DONT LIKE THIS

-lmao Lena is actually being sensible here

-STOP BRINGING ELDRITCH HORRORS INTO THE OFFICE??? LENA IS KINDA RIGHT HERE YOU SAW WHAT BONZO WAS WHY DID YOU THINK THIS EXTERNAL WAS ANY BETTER

-yeah you might just die holy shit gwen

-Gwen you are gonna get fired

-okay who wrote this episode credits tell me

-ALEXANDER J NEWALL YOU FUCKING BASTARD

Okay ignoring everything else I just had to torture myself with by listening to, genuinely interesting episode. We have confirmation now that inksoul is hunting down corpses for some reason. Inksoul is definitely important and will be showing up again soon I fear.

[kodared]

Hello, u do requests for WH? If so!

Can I request a angst Howdy x gn!reader? U can add sum fluff at the end if u like!

I would be more than happy to !! I run this Blog to take Requests and Oneshot suggestions on the side while I work on my Ao3 Chapters! 

(to keep yall tame….) /j 

So heres a good and Angsty 

Howdy x gn!Reader 

- Angst/Comfort

Word Count: 1682 !!CONTENT WARNING FOR BRIEF MENTIONS OF BLOOD!!

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The day started as all days did with you and Howdy, he would open and run the front of his store while you went out in search of various flowers to decorate and sell. You found yourself adjusting to the abnormal life quicker than you would have imagined, If you went back and told your past self,

“Hey! Prepare to live with puppets the rest of your life!”

…You probably would have admitted yourself to a mental ward, the thought making you giggle as you carefully picked at a patch of babies breath you had found. The human mind worked in marvellous, but interesting ways you supposed, the thought leaving as soon as it entered though and before long you found yourself gathering your collection for the day and beginning the trek “home”. 

Howdy was kind enough to offer you a home in his shop when you first arrived, and you quickly grew to like the bug even if he had his weird habits and hobbies, they charmed you. 

He had expressed how he enjoyed cooking but had no one to share the food with, it being hard to eat at all as a puppet, so you took on the role of taste tester and since then had been helping Howdy at any chance you could. 

With the town drawing closer as you walked, you thought about what you would both cook tonight, the thought of being able to guide Howdy as he cooked making you feel a sense of comfort you often felt when thinking of him. 

The shop sign was still flipped to its usual “Open”, so as you entered you flipped it to finally say you were closed for the day, If it wasn't for you flipping that sign Howdy would never get any rest you supposed. 

…

      … And this only cemented itself when you saw him asleep on the counter, passed out cold. 

He unlike you had no need to eat or even drink, so without thinking you went into the downstairs home you and Howdy shared to grab a blanket, ideally letting him get his much-needed rest. 

After covering him with his favourite blanket, you went back downstairs to organize the Flowers you found into a neat bouquet, Howdy always loved when you made him one custom. 

With a day's work completed you turned in for the night, not without of course going back upstairs to check on Howdy, giving him a light shake to tell him it was time for bed. 

“Mmhg. How..?”

You knew what he was going to ask, the poor man never wanted to give himself a break,

“You’ve been asleep for a few hours now Howd’s, Dont worry I already flipped the sign,”

You expected his face to go back on the counter as it usually did, often times you had to beg him to come to the actual bed.  …But this time his eyebrows creased with worry and his mouth dropped its usual grin, 

“What time is it?!”  

He used both sets of hands to push himself up and off his counter, stumbling upright, barely missing the shelf behind him with his head,

“It's about 10 o'clock at night now Howd’s, what's got you so twisted up?!” 

Your voice was laced with genuine concern as Howdy just shook his head and tried to smooth down his hair, seemingly preparing himself to be seen by others,

“No! Im gonna be late for Poppys Party! I promised her I would bring a cake!”

You had moved your hand to rest on his shoulder reassuringly.. 

  “Howdy, you are tired, im sure Poppy would understand if-” 

…before he hit it off and walked swiftly to the cooler connected to the wall, 

“I need to be there Y/N! Im gonna be late as it is, you might not be neighbourly enough to understand why I need to be there but Poppy is!” 

The look he gave you struck a cold metal spike through your heart as he continued,

“Maybe you would understand better if you actually socialized with them.” 

At that final remark, he left, the chimes on the door dinging loudly as his second hand pulled it shut behind him. 

…You felt like you just messed up big time, even though you were just looking out for his health. 

You knew Howdy wanted you to talk and meet the other neighbours, it was just hard. Being a human in a puppet world doesn't exactly lead to the most pleasant small talk, Howdy was the only one who understood this and made sure you didn't feel pressured to talk to them, 

Until now you guessed. 

Without much else to do you resigned yourself to an unrestful sleep full of tossing and turning, the space Howdy usually occupied feeling cold and empty in the dark room. Your heart ached for him to return, but as the grandfather clock strikes signifying it was now 2 am, you didn't think he was coming home anytime soon. 

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…Howdy had not returned the next morning either, leaving you to make breakfast alone in your pyjamas. He normally would be the one opening the shop bright and early, but seeing as he wasn't here you wondered if it was your place to do so anymore,

…Or if he even wanted you around. 

The knife you were once using to chop onions sliced into your finger after you had that thought, drawing you back to reality. 

You felt endlessly stupid as you ran it under the sink water, you couldn't even cook breakfast right without Howdy here. That chilling feeling of panic burrowed and stayed deep under your skin, in your free hand you picked at your nails. A habit you once kicked coming back in full swing. 

You had finally made the decision to leave Howdy alone after sitting on the couch for a few minutes as the cut stopped bleeding, you didn't want to burden him after all. 

With not many items to your name, it didn't take long to gather them all together in a small tote bag you found lying around, However, as you began walking up the stairs to leave, one thing caught your eye. 

The bouquet you made Howdy still sat on the coffee table, untouched from the day prior. Tears gathered in your eyes as you remembered Howdy receiving the flowers you would bundle for him, he would dry them and hang them in the shared bedroom. 

It was only fitting to leave them you supposed as you left, the sun rising in the sky painting it a lovely orange as you left for the forest, chills wracking through your frame as you felt tears chilling your cheeks. 

Little did you know however Howdy had confided in Poppy what had happened the previous night before, with Poppy offering him a solution. 

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As Howdy returned home after a long night of baking with Poppy, he was shocked to see his sign wasn't flipped to its usual Opening position, he had assumed Y/N would have been up by now, 

He supposed it only made the surprise all the better as he walked through and made his way down the steps.

Only to find you were nowhere to be found. 

He had searched high and low for you, you weren't in the bathroom or the bedroom, or even in the kitchen, though one thing did catch his eyes. 

The red stain on the cutting board with an abandoned plate of onions sitting beside it. 

The red flags immediately went off in his brain, his upper set of hands clutching firmly on his antennae as he anxiously set down the cookies he baked and ran upstairs. What if you were injured and he didn't know? What if someone had come in and harmed you?? 

He knew he should have stayed home. You were right, and you always were when it came to his well-being. 

The eye bags that were under your eyes the night he yelled at you were permanently etched into his vision. He couldn't sleep knowing he hurt you, yet he still stayed away. 

He was a dumb bug and knew he didn't deserve you. As he collapsed outside of his shop it was only cemented how useless he was to you. He couldn't even protect you from himself, he had to go and mess up the one good thing he had. 

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Additional comfort for people who enjoy comfort after angst! 

You hadn't made it far into the woods before you slipped on a particularly slippery rock in the river and scraped your knee all up to hell. The sight of the blood made you dizzy as you stood and walked out, you knew you had to head home, you had tried to escape the neighbourhood many times. 

All of which led you to walk in circles, so you knew it was pointless. 

The previous adrenaline and self-doubts seemed to have been washed away after you scraped your knee, your mind felt clearer than ever and ready to confront what happened with Howdy the night before, 

You just hoped he was home already, you missed the big dork in the Shop. 

As you approached Howdys store you couldn't help but shake the sounds of… Sobbing? Coming from the side where your flowers were located, 

And it sounded awfully familiar to your favourite dork. 

“Howdy?” 

The crying stopped for a moment before you heard frantic shuffling and the sound of someone falling and rising again, as if they tripped on their own feet. 

“Y/N! Your okay!” 

You were met with Howdy gathering you up in his arms and pulling you in for the tightest hug imaginable, All four of his arms moving to support your arms and legs as he held you. 

“I.. I was so worried, i didn't know where you went and i saw the blood, i don't know-” 

Words tumbled out of his mouth rapidly as he held you, you found yourself saying nothing as you just held him back and consoled him, 

You both were going to be alright after all. 

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[meetthegofer]

🦀🦅💕😑💀 (esp interested in the last one considering game mechanics)

THANK YOU TORRANCE MY GOAT.. once again since this will be a little long its going under a readmore 🔥 thank you though this is a very fun selection

🦀- How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?

fossey was absolutely the more accepting of his feelings of the two in this regard; though they were definitely pretty nervous they tended to downplay it a lot, like "welllll... people get crushes on coworkers with all the time!! plus its not like anything's gonna come of it, so its fine for me to like him.. im sure ill get over it soon" <- that. generally just didnt register that they might have a chance At All and as a result didnt really catch themself reading too much into his words/actions because "well its not like he'd like me anyways! that would be wasting my time. i have a job to do, after all".

sniper on the other hand...

for him, the realization was like being hit in the face with a brick. not because he thought fossey was particularly undesirable in any way that would make him go "i cant believe i like THEM", but rather because he was still operating under the expectation of not really getting to know them or really form any relationship/attachment past just. general coworker amiability. it honestly made him panic a bit, because he wasnt sure if this would affect his performance in battle ["if i get hung up on something like that, itll be easier for me to get distracted and hurt more easily. or worse, ill underperform" <- that sorta thing] and again, he tries to consider himself as being somewhat divorced from feelings, at least on a professional level. of course, we know this to not be true [calls his parents regularly, shows genuine care to his teammates, etc etc] but well. hes stupid. <3.

🦅- How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?

...you could not possibly have a worse ensemble of wingmen than the options laid out for these two. at the absolute least, fossey has the support of miss pauling, who reassures them about things when they feel down. however shes not really an active wingman? like she encourages fossey but doesnt ever actively try to vouch for fossey as a potential partner for sniper, mostly because fossey has asked her Not to [going back to the whole lack of perceived desirability they feel and all]. other than that, they havent really confided in their feelings to anyone else, mostly because they know theres literally no circumstance under which it would end without great humiliation.

sniper, on the other hand, tries to be discreet when asking for advice, but everyone kind of Knows who hes got his eyes set on. so when he tries to ask for help and is immediately met with a chorus of "ooooh so youre finally gonna ask out fossey?" hes like FUCK YOU and also how did you know [fake idgafer they saw you saying good morning!! when you dont do that for anyone else!!!!]. so i think he would get frustrated and then not ask for help again

that said i can definitely see a few of the mercs trying to take things into their own hands. scout makes stupid jokes to fossey about sniper ["yknow hes got a picture of ya in his camper, right?" "HE WANTS TO SHOOT ME?" "NO"], soldier probably tries giving him unsolicited advice that literally only worked because zhanna matches his freak so well, and medic breaks HIPAA in a strange way to try and bring them closer together. none of it ever works but theyre all quite content to watch the two of them very awkwardly dance around their feelings for one another and tease them about it [though mostly sniper. since fossey does a shockingly good job at hiding her side of things + they havent known her nearly as long]

💕- Who confessed first and how? Did it go as planned or did shenanigans ensue?

oh this ones fun. they both kinda confessed at different times, but the first one just... didnt work? going back to this question set, after fossey apologizes/confronts sniper about his avoidance, he Does confess his feelings, but does so in a more vague way that fossey absolutely Did Not Clock as romantic. unfortunately this ended with the most brutally unintentional friendzone known to man

its not as though All hope is lost, though. like i said, there were multiple "confessions", albeit fossey's was admittedly much more thought out in terms of like. the specifics.

see, they have a really bad habit of overworking [mostly because they lose track of time very easily, and their work is so repetitive its easy to get lost in the sauce. they arent a very intentional overachiever], and a lot of sleep problems. as such, it was bound to happen that they would one day fall asleep at their desk, having worked themself to exhaustion and not really noticing it until they'd woken up...

sniper notices fossey sleeping at their desk, hours after they were supposed to leave for the day [being a bit of an insomniac himself, he would sometimes just. walk around. everyone on the team is kind of a freak it makes sense to me. you know]. so he goes and wakes them up like "hey dude you were supposed to leave hours ago" and theyre like FUCK right ill be out of here in a second. however, before they can leave, sniper remembers that fossey usually Walks home. so he offers them a ride, because the idea of them walking home alone at like 2am greatly unsettles him. they agree, and since its only a 15/20 minute walk it ends up being a very short drive, spent in an admittedly comfortable silence between the two. maybe a longing glance or two is passed without the other noticing.

and just before fossey steps out of the van to go fuck off to their apartment building, without even thinking they lean over and give him a kiss on the cheek, then step out and wave goodbye like nothing happened. [its not until theyre actively closing the door to the apartment building behind them that they realize what theyve done. and by then theyre like FUCK]

sniper is obviously speechless, because just a couple months ago he got friendzoned and he was still wrestling with the fact that his feelings were only getting stronger with time. he just kind of sits there for a second before he realizes he probably looks crazy just sitting there in a van outside an apartment complex that is primarily home to like. old ladies. and on the drive back to his usual parking space for the camper hes just like Fuuuck work is gonna be so awkward tomorrow.

and the next day they do talk it out.. fossey stops by his camper and is like Heyyy so can we um 😅 talk about last night haha... and they give a verbal confession but end it with like "im not really expecting you to feel the same way but since you basically already know i figured id tell you..." and snipers just there like It is unbelievable how much i feel the same way. i imagine the conversation itself would be quite awkard/seemingly "anticlimactic" for the start of a relationship, sort of like [incoming maine moment] shimamitsu's first little stint as a couple in skip to loafer where they just very awkwardly are like "do you... wanna try going out?" after a rather embarrassingly sudden confession. but both of them are autistic and awkward so <3 love is love <3

😑- How easily do they get jealous and how do they handle it?

fossey is admittedly not very jealous at all LOL though this mostly comes from the fact that they dont place very high value in themself. so theyre like "? if he ever found someone else he'd just go for it man i dont think it'd be worthwhile to keep me around just to cheat". they also just arent really the possessive type, since they do actually trust him quite a bit in this regard and are very much of the "if you love something let it go" mindset. however in the context where i ship sniper with the other mercs theyre very chill with it. because fossey has the fujoshi spirit 👍

if they ever Would get jealous i think they would handle it well enough on their own, though. they tried exactly one [1] time to make a joke about sniper leaving for someone else and he was MORTIFIED so they were like Damn i probably shouldnt do that again that was a little mean.

sniper i think would probably be a little bit more jealous? it doesnt come up very much, but every once in a while someone gets just a liiittle too close or looks a liiittle too long and hes like ? You could back up a little bit!

he mostly keeps it to himself since fossey isn't and has never been the type to pursue or flirt with others even in a playful context, so when he Does get jealous its usually directed at the other party. i think early on he mightve gone to fossey about it first and when they got confused [because they didnt think the other person saw them that way + were absolutely NOT trying to go for them] he realized it didnt make much sense and didnt really bring it up like that again. not much reason to blame fossey for how others feel when they arent the one Inviting those feelings, yknow? at most he might be like "damn that guy would Not leave you alone" but even then it happens quite rarely, so its not something they really have to address more than like. once or twice a year. that said i Do think he might get a little more clingy without really noticing it... hugging a little more tightly or casually throwing an arm around their shoulders a little longer than usual.

💀- If the canon character is canonically dead, how did your OC handle their death? (Or did you completely omit their death cause fuck canon?)

this one is interesting, not just because of the game mechanics but also because of his canon [albeit temporary] comic death. when considering respawn compatibility + mechanics and the nature of the game, i think fossey is desensitized enough to how much violence occurs around these guys on a daily basis that the concept of sniper being hurt in this way doesnt really faze him any more than it does miss pauling or any other merc. like he knows he'll be back. its fine. though i do think in the back of his mind he sometimes worries that one day sniper might come back and not remember/not love/not care for him anymore, although this has yet to happen, and if scout's persistence with trying to court miss pauling is any proof, it likely never will.

his comic death, however, is a different story, primarily because it left him with some pretty permanent scars. fossey freaked out so fucking bad when they found out what happened [since they werent present for it] and they just like. almost couldnt really believe it? the desensitization to his death in the context of the gravel war + respawn machine and how it functions made them less cognizant of the idea that Hey he could still die for real one day. and that realization shook them pretty badly... if they were actually present for it i think they would genuinely be inconsolable for a while. but LUCKILY hes back 👍 insert i cant help myself "all clean!" image here