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I am not crazy! I know he swapped those streams. I knew it was half life vr ai. The rise of the science team. As if I could ever make such a mistake. Never. Never! I just – I just couldn’t prove it. He covered his tracks, he got that idiot at the rtvs Team to lie for him. You think this is something? You think this is bad? This? This bait and switch? He’s done worse. That Breaking Bad Vr But The AI is self aware! Are you telling me that a man just happens to be walter white? No! He orchestrated it! Wayne! He tricked the science teamers! And I watched him! And I shouldn’t have. I took him into my own browser! What was I thinking? He’ll never be gordon again. He’ll never free man! Ever since he was 27, always the same! Couldn’t keep his hands out of the gmod! But not our Wayne! Couldn’t be precious Wayne! tricking us blind! And HE gets to be a streamer? What a sick joke! I should’ve stopped him when I had the chance! …And you, you have to stop him!
#hlvrai#hl2vrai spoilers#hl2vrai#op#the science team rises#im not pissy i just thought t his would be funny#nor am i making fun of anyone who thought it would be hlvrai to be clear#or people who are sad its not
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OUGH CHAPTER 33,, this ones RICH theres so much here all of y/ns letters,, i wonder how hinata would feel if she actually got to read them?? not that she'd get through all of them before trying to break in there herself to get y/n out i imagine
NAOAKI,, calling y/n cute straight up now?? we're just straight into it there's no denying anything anymore. full on flirting out there-- good for them. and the GRAPE,, feeding her the grape,, im obsessed. hinata turning naoaki away bc of his resemblance to naoya-- i get why girl but also MAN you are missing out on the sweetest man in the world. n also the possibility of the zenin's getting pissy over hinata and naoaki talking to each other?? they are DERANGED for real its unbelievable.
mariya and tatsuro,,, i really do think she COULD tell hitomi i like to think she'd understand. and also backing herself into a corner w lying about to everyone i just can not imagine that ending well at ALL somewhere down the line
THE BOXES FULL OF RECORDS MY GODDD,,, naoya is going to give y/n a HEART ATTACK. its a thoughtful gesture but she is so (understandably!!) put off anything to do with him she just finds it creepy as fuck. it is so funny tho "there has to be another reason for his actions,, but what,," girl,,, hes trying to be nice for once this is not a murder attempt,,
and the idea that naoya's gonna eventually try to ask how she liked the gift oh MAN-- he's already gonna be torn up beyond belief over that last chapter ending (must be why we don't see him this time he's too busy crying) and to see her respond cold to like... what's probably the first real big thoughtful gift he's tried to get her?? devastating. obliterated.
this chapter is driving me insane and up the walls (in a good way) i am SO ready to see whats coming.. ur setting up for somethin big i know it,,,
Hello!!!! I’m glad you liked the bit of… lore I guess? I don’t know how to call it lol regarding Y/N’s letters! I only went through them briefly, in the aspect of what she must write and what not to keep a low profile, but never really showed what she was writing… and boy, was it sad.
Hinata would be very, very sad. Definitely. She’d first be upset, angry, quickly identifying that her letters are to set up a façade that everything is right, when it’s not. She’ll also be able to find some traces of Y/N being genuine whenever she speaks of the twins or her staff… perhaps. But overall, those clues end up being irrelevant to the fact that Y/N is in danger and needs to be taken out of there as soon as possible.
And her not caring for Naoaki…. Hahahahahah it made me laugh and a bit frustrated tbh, but how is she supposed to know?! yet OMG he's RIGHT THERE.
I did think on various occasions that her acting that way with him might’ve been... reckless, like it could’ve raised some red flags from him and be like “Hinata is acting weird” subsequentially, leading the clan to be further vigilant of her. However, Naoaki doesn’t know what’s up with his clan, and his priority is to help Y/N above anything else so… yeah. I wish she would’ve given him the benefit of the doubt and approached him, doing so on any other occasion I think, when she isn’t there for work and isn’t overworked either lol.
But yeah, she’s tired of all she’s been put through and couldn’t care less of engaging with other people as of right now. To Naoaki’s defense… Hinata didn’t talk to anyone else either, so there’s that 🤭
I’m still surprised the Zen’in weren’t lil bitches about it, they probably didn’t consider their interaction to be that important anyway—since their secrets are safely guarded… at least for now. Kind of. Hinata is still not out of their radar. Hmm. They’re probably thinking on how to not get involved in the crisis since they think so little of non-sorcerers lol.
Now onto Mariya…. I just love causing conflicts with her lmao. You could argue that she’s not doing anything… wrong per se, but man, lies and lack of communication can lead to some pretty terrible misunderstandings and that’s the least of the things I want happening between Y/N’s staff 😭 But essentially Mariya is afraid that speaking out loud of this situation might lead other members of the staff overhearing this, rumors begin to circulate around the house, and she loses her job 💀 It’s not that she doesn’t trust Hitomi, but she’d rather keep it hidden from everyone to avoid these risks. (also, the pain of having disappointed her is too much for her to even contemplate 😭 she cares too much for the sisters, and already gone through something like that with Y/N... no, I can't have her suffering 😭😭)
As for Naoaki… that freaking scene with the grape was like omg…………………………………………………… I wanted to go heavier on the subtle implications, but I was like no ma’am, Y/N pulled away from that one and I don’t think Naoaki would insist after seeing her reject his advancements sooooo maybe for another time 😊 This was also a way to show just how… bold the two had become after the whole Naobito/Naoya/Y/N thing went down, had this been before that, Naoaki would’ve never done something like that.
I can imagine Ranta watching the two from some undisclosed corner frantically hoping that Naoya won’t come out and see them lmao.
Finally… the mystery of whatever Naoya was shoving inside his pocket the chapter before is revealed!
Guess he was listening to what Y/N was telling him, however, for him to suddenly go out and buy them implies another motive behind them… or at least that’s what I intended to write 🤭 Naoya is trying something, to be nicer I guess, but without him taking accountability I don’t think there’s going to be any advancements soon. 😫 He’s still out there having some kind of war with Naoaki, when he should be focusing on Y/N and his marriage!!!!! Well, best wishes to him I guess lol.
Now… I won’t say much outside of that hehe because it will be expanded on the next chapter, it's a Naoya-centric one where we'll see what he was doing while this went down, as well as a bit of—
Anyways, thank you so much for tuning in for a new update!! The build up for the next chapter has me at edge, nervous… but excited too and I can’t wait to show you!!! (let the hype be appropriate) But for now, I shall take it easy, I got my birthday to enjoy (and this annoying cold out of the goddamn nowhere!!! To overcome)
Have a wonderful weekend, take care, and hope to see you soon!!!
#ask#ask series: first it hurts—#naoya zenin#naoya zen'in#naoya x reader#naoya zenin x reader#naoya zenin x your#jjk naoya#naoya zen'in x reader
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I GOT TO SEE THE FNAF MOVIE ON THE DAY IT RELEASED IN AUS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH im so happy i did. I kinda need to talk about. EVERYTHING that happened. As this is what i just do now when i get all hyperfixated on stuff. but maybe a lil review for people that don't want spoilers (if anyone actually sees this), any spoilers will be under the cut. you have been warned. (i also go off about thinking about theories i apologise)
NO SPOILERS So I liked it. I think it was a good, FUN movie. i say fun because. IT WAS VERY MUCH FUN. It didn't take itself deadly seriously, and while part o f me was interested how it would go if it did, i'm also EXTREMELY happy it didn't as i feel that would've made it's. bad moments bad in a less. than funny way. I wish Matthew Lillard was in it a lil more and I don't think it's like. perfect. i had a few gripes with some of the scenes (which i'll get into under the cut) BUT.
overall? loved it. 10/10 100% recommend you watch it. Also people y'all should never trust the critic reviews for movies like these because they don't CARE about the plot. they don't KNOW fnaf, nor are in t he fanbase. ofc a fucking 40 year old that knows nothing about fnaf isn't gonna like it. I SURE HOPE NOT!! CAUSE THEY ARE BORING OLD MEN!!
ONTO THE SPOILERS.
firstly, getting this out the way because i had a fucking STROKE when i saw matpat. WHAT A FUCKING LIAR. WHAT A LITTLE SHIT(lovingly)!!! HE GOT ME WITH HIS CROC TEARS! i thought he was so deadass when he was all teary eyed saying he wished he was in the movie. i was so upset! i was gonna have a fucking go at scott! I'm so happy he's in the movie it was. such a cute little scene. though how dare he were a nametag that says ness.
secondly vanessa being afton's daughter wasn't that surprising. When i realised that michael wasn't willy's son (like bio or anything) my first thought was "oh well he has to have some type of child" because. scott does that, like in his books. things get changed up sometimes but most things stay the same. aka him having at least one child, just means he didn't get two deadones as well. So when vanessa showed up (i forgot she was in it lmao) i was like. OH YEAH THAT'D. WORK I GUESS. and just assumed immediately thats what they were doing.
ESPECIALLY WHEN SHE WAS GETTING ALL PISSY AT MIKE? like that was a lil obvious she was trying to hide that her father committed the murders cause she didn't want any backlash.
I cannot judge children for their acting because they are children. But i will say one of the children (cough eric) was looking at the camera before. you can see his eyes focusing on the guy behind it. NOT A BIG DEAL I WAS JUST OBSERVING AND FOUND THAT DISTRACTING. also abby's actor was cute i just think a few scenes are a lil iffy with her (she is a child im not blaming her).
vanessa's and mike's romance. what a. thing huh. kinda crazy considering in an alternate reality (the canon universe) mike is william's son and Vanessa isn't. feels kinda weird. but laso like if me MYSELF was vanessa and saw mike? that pathetic man? that absolute sopping WET cat of a man? yeah. fair. i'd be down bad.
listen. i stand by that the whole. abby befriending the fazgang was. 'bad' in the sense of. bro that's so cringe but i am LAUGHING keep on GOING. but also because. hey. consider this. those anamatronics are children. and stuck like that. THEY ARE STUCK AT THAT MENTAL AGE. I THINK IT'D BE SO FAIR THEY'D BE EXCITED TO BEFRIEND A NORMAL FUCKING KID THAT'S NOT DEAD!! this is why im happy the movie didn't go super serious because.
while YEAH it would've been emotional to see this played more seriously, them upset they're dead and still befriending abby, it's just the fact that it probably would've. not landed well, or at least completely, so it would've still had a 'bad' vibe to it. just THIS way we can all laugh at it. I had my head in my hands a few times because i was just "oh gOD" looking @ you. pillow fort. bonnie fucking laying his ass down.
i also understand why scott didn't do the fnaf games lore, or book lore, because he can have more fun with it this way, and also work with blumhouse to make original ideas instead of just. copy pasting from the games/books and hoping they do it well enough it lands.
Lore wise im interested if william has more bio children and how many other children he's killed. what animatronic eric is, if they're going by the logic that everyone bro kills turns into one (imagine he's bb). my friend charlotte said he might be the puppet but. that role i would expect from Henry's daughter. if henry still exists? please tell me henry still exists-
I'm also interested how they're gonna make mike keep on coming back/being involved? we can't go back to fnaf 2 since that was a prequel, i mean i quess you could but also that just doesn't feel correct to do in a movie. so im expecting scott is going to have to (SURPRISE SURPRISE) completely clear up what games go where. so rn it's fnaf 1, we know fnaf 2 was before since bb is there so we're not gonna get a fast one pulled on us on that end. fnaf 3 might be next? but i could also like. see scott skipping that one. BUT i could also see him not skipping it because he wants to 'redeem' it and show that. yeah he fucked up the game but he can make up with it via movie.
oh something obvious to say. vanessa is more than likely a robot. im not gonna get into a fight with the whole robot people are stupid when it's fucking in the books JFHEDSKNJA SO. IM JUST NOT. but like. considering she's afton's daughter i would not be surprised if she actually died when she was younger and got turned into a robot. it's just how it is.
can't wait for fnaf 2 probably coming out in fucking 2031 and fnaf 3 the final coming out in 2045 <3 i might not make it to those movies HFNKEJSD jokes aside im. happy with the movie, excited to see more, especially the lore for it, and though i think fnaf's lore is a garbage fire it's also fun to look at when you take a step back and just. decide to enjoy it with 0 thinking skills for a second.
also thanks to anyone who read this <3
#fnaf movie#five nights at freddy's#it's kinda fun to write. lets me get the tism out for a minute.#on other news im getting an undertale tattoo so thats litty. (it's subtle and not cringe please it's really cute)
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Hm. Butch was well acquainted with alcohol, familiar of its negative effects as well as the ‘positive’ ones… poisoning oneself was sure one way to put it if they were being technical, though he’s not familiar with the logistics as to how it happens. Perhaps it’s worse than he had initially thought… he had been raised in that culture so he hadn’t thought much about it before but it hadn’t crossed his mind that alcohol could affect early adolescent development—that’s just not something that ever has the opportunity to make Butch ponder as he doesn’t exactly have kiddos running around to protect from such dangers and hardly the knowledge about mental development in general for it to even have a chance to spark any thought of it in his brain.
Speaking of, his disbelief seems to ignite some historical information Artair has stowed away; something he never would have imagined would become a legitimate issue. Prohibition.
“Oh hell no! I woulda been riotin’ like no tomorrow!” Comes Butch’s response, though now that he thinks about it… “Mm. Well, actually It prob’ly wouldn’t’ve affected me too much since I was an outlaw back then… doin’ whatever I wanted anyway.” His shoulders roll some in a shrug. “Mighta been harder t’get but… that’s crazy. I didn’t know they could do that.” Now Artair’s really got him thinking. Even if it didn’t stick, what else could the government take away? That was a scary thought and he’s glad he’s no legally registered for anything so he doesn’t have to participate in the way society functions now. He never did fit in, anyway.
A smile crosses Butch’s face as his friend goes onto explain his technique when maintaining his hold on a mechanical bull. “Sounds like y’got th’ technique down pat!” He adds with a chuckle, amused by the mental image of Artair face planting from a bulls height. Not that him getting hurt is funny, just the universal action of being flung off of a bull itself… it was a big part of the experience! And he’s glad that Artair seems to find amusement in it as well.
After learning about prohibition, he’s not so much surprised that more safety measures had been implemented when it came to bull riding. He briefly wonders if it goes both ways—if the bulls are treated any better these days too. He had seen many a man impaled by a bulls horns, as well as many bulls be laid to rest on the spot for their supposed ‘crimes’. Despite being a champion, he wasn’t one of those fellas who contributed in that part of the culture surrounding bull riding or bull fighting. That kind of stuff actually irked him, and he took measures back in the day to ensure that it never happened at a competition he would enter himself in.
“Tch… eager t’ show ya my moves… more an’ that. I ever tell ya I’m a bull ridin’ champion from back in my time?” Butch asks, tilting his head some as his eyes watch his friends face from where he lay in the grass. “S’where I got this perdy lil’ belt b’fore bein’ banned from competin’ ‘cause I’d free th’ poor devils! Heh!” He’s quite proud of himself for that, grinning from ear to ear at the memory. It was wild and a few jerks were trampled in the process—not fatally (unfortunately in his opinion) but painfully he’s sure, and he hopes it taught those idiots a lesson. Ya can’t treat a large animal like some kind of toy!
“I could give a mechanical bull a whirl; we better tell everyone at th’ bar what’s goin’ on first though, don’t want ‘em gettin’ pissy ‘bout not gettin’ a turn since im gonna be holdin’ on alll night!” The cowboy says confidently, falling back into the grass after to look up at the sky once more with a smile. “An’ f’course, since yer invitin’ me… I believe ya still owe me a drink~” He teases.
Artair laughs. "Times changed, man. I mean, they kinda learned that hey, being drunk is kinda actually the side-effect of poisoning yourself, and kids don't have the same constitution as adults. I think when you're an adult is when you're grown enough that it's --- not safe exactly? But like-- you're grown enough it's not as harsh on your body."
Artair waves a hand as he speaks, going down to laying against the soft grass. One leg moves to prop up on the other, and he stares up at the blue sky. "Ahh, also there was a whole thing with prohibition you missed. They tried to take away alcohol-- which didn't work, obviously! People enjoy it way too much to let that slide. The twenty-one age thing was from that, I think? They tried to bring the age back down later, but it got bumped back up again. I think because of car accidents? Not that a legal age to buy alcohol stops any kids who really want to drink, though. But yeah, crashing a car is a lot more lethal than like-- a horse or some of the vehicles from before, so I guess it kinda made sense. Me and him both tried alcohol in our teens, though. It was just like-- that time was more about celebrating that we could do it legal-style." He's still smiling, and his arms to relax against the ground. He props his head on them like a pillow.
"Hm? What phrasing?" His gaze flicks to Butch, before getting distracted by the rest of what he said. "Oh---Yeah, that's basically what I learned, too! It's about the center of gravity and going with the bull in the motions rather than trying to brute strength it and hang on. Legs and hips make for a much easier time. I figured that out after a few times hitting the floor on my face." He laughs as well, before closing his eyes. "I don't know if there's anything around like that anymore. Where they'd just let anyone do get on a bull, I mean. There's a lot of safety measures nowadays. But hey, if you can find a place, I'd be down to at least go and see a bull-ride in action. I'm always down for trying something new." Though he would hesitate to put Butch in the position of actual riding; he was sure the guy could handle himself, but he knew it could be dangerous, too. Especially if even one thing went wrong.
But....still. Butch had proven himself capable, and he seemed confident. And it wasn't like if anything happened, he couldn't patch him up, though hopefully it wouldn't come to that. "....Hmm. And if you're really eager to show me your moves, I suppose you could. Though hey, we might also be able to find a place with a mechanical bull, too! You could see how different it is from the real thing. Maybe I could take you to that bar sometime and see if it's still there. I haven't been in forever."
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Commanding Loki (just kind of happens)
Summary: You’re not really sure how it happens but you begin commanding Loki, the God of Mischief, around. To everyone’s shock, he happily obliges to your commands.
The first time you do it in front of the Avengers they all kind of stop in shock.
"Loki, get me a soda before you sit down." You told rather than asked the God.
You were too busy looking at a tablet Tony had lent you to see him stop in his tracks. He glared at the Avengers looking at him, ready to attack him as if he was thinking about attacking you for giving him an order. They weren't wrong but only because you did it in front of everyone. Probably.
He got you a soda and sits next to you, rolling his eyes at your nonchalant thanks.
The next time it happened was kind of a life or death situation.
"Loki, leave the room right now and calm yourself," You checked Thor's pulse through the gushing blood which made him slippery as an eel, "You either calm yourself and I’ll let you back in or you can sit out there like a petulant child. Go."
Natasha looked at you as if you were crazy, her hands pressing a t-shirt to Thor’s wound tightly. Loki heeded her no mind though and did as you told him.
He was welcomed back within 15 minutes.
Next, you do it more to push boundaries because Natasha had a conversation with you after Thor's fiasco. She's finds it quite funny that he obeys you like it's second nature but if anyone else dared do it he wouldn't hesitate to threaten their life. Trust me, Tony had wanted to test his boundaries and tried to do it too. Needless to say, Tony wouldn't be doing it again any time soon, he was still pissy some very expensive pieces of furniture got destroyed.
So one day while you and Loki are hanging out with Natasha, like you all consistently do because you three enjoy silence but companionship at the same time. You look across at Nat and grin, making sure Loki doesn't see it and commence your plan.
"Loki," Loki looks up from his book on midguardian foods newly introduced from 1996 to 2010, a questioning frown on his face, "Pass me the remote."
It's simple enough, nothing too strenuous. Yet.
"You have two perfectly functioning arms." Loki mutters but grabs the remote and gives it to you. You give him a genuine smile and you can see he has gone soft in the eyes before he looks at his book again.
You glance at Nat with raised brows, she looks away with a smirk as you turn on the TV. Flicking through channels you finally settle on reruns of Stranger Things. Natasha gets interested and you kind of watch but mostly you're thinking about commanding Loki to do something else but what? Loki keeps looking at his book but you see him glancing up often to watch the show too.
"Hey, Cowboy," Loki growls at the name, it had come up when Thor told you he used to call him a cow for his horns, "Don’t sit like that you'll get scoliosis....if a God can get that." Loki who had slouched forwards blinked at you and sat up straight in shock from the bad posture. When you see him glower at the TV you smile, he's probably cursing midguardians for ruining his good posture.
"Thanks." You whisper.
Loki hums carelessly and puts his book down to instead watch the show. Natasha coughs into her hand (a hidden laugh, you knew Nat too well), Loki eyes her suspiciously, looks at you, then focuses back on the TV. You force yourself, with great resolve might you add, to not laugh. You let things settle again before you try the ultimate command.
"Ugh." You start, rolling your right shoulder around and poking at it as if it hurts. You're literally about to tell Loki to massage it for you but you’re struck by paralyzing shock. Loki had noticed your 'discomfort' and moved closer to you. Lifting his hands towards your shoulder he stopped and looked at you with a tilted brow, asking consent.
Aww how sweet.
You nodded and shifted so he had better access to your back. One hand landed between your shoulders on your back and the other pinching the area where your shoulder met your arm and began massaging.
Shocked you let him staring at the TV but not knowing what is going on on the show. Loki and you had touched before so it's not so out in the left field that you're concerned but he was massaging you in front of Natasha. Your thoughts turned to mush as he pushes and pulls your body so he could access all of your back and starts massaging your entire back. You couldn't help the little whimpers and soft moans of delight. Not only was this man a God but he was literally gifted God like hands, unfair!
After letting out another whimper Loki stopped. You felt him shift back to his original spot and so you did too. Glancing at him you saw a hint of flushed cheeks as he stared at the TV distantly. Natasha was outright staring at him with both eyebrows raised to her hairline, it looked like.
Loki cleared his throat and left with an offhand excuse.
Once Loki left the area Natasha's eyes fell onto you. She smirked lecherously but said nothing about what had just happened. Turning her attention back to the show when you shrugged your shoulders, completely flustered.
She asks, "So like, I don’t doubt Will is going to be found but does Barbara make it?"
You smile and settle into the couch, "You'll find out in a few episodes."
Natasha groans and you laugh. You know she hates not knowing but if she's truly desperate she can look it up on Google or ask Jarvis.
The next time you command him it's another crisis.
In short, Thor and Loki are arguing, both clearly in a ferocious rage in the kitchen. All the team is there to experience it this time too.
"No, Thor, I cannot simply understand why you would defend those inept idiots you call friends. If you think they're in the right you’re more brainless than I thought!" Loki yells at Thor who now looks like a kicked puppy and your motherly instincts kick in.
"Hey!" Loki looks at you shocked, this is the highest he's ever heard your voice, and probably the angriest too because you just don’t get mad. You have the patience of a Buddha God, Tony likes to say.
"You apologize to him right now, then you will listen to what your brother has say, and if you interrupt him I will show you just how minuscule a God can be to a non believer."
The entire kitchen is silent. Tony looks like he wants to flee the area, he's been on your angry side once before. Steve is practically engraving the table with his eyes. Natasha shrugs and continues eating her meal, the utensils clipping the plate the only noise in the room.
Loki looks at Thor and raises a brow. Thor, still looking at you, swallows and begins to talk, focusing on his brother again.
"Im trying to learn but I don’t know how to stay neutral between your feelings and my friend's-"
Loki opens his mouth but slams it shut when you snap your fingers.
"-i do not want to offend anyone but every choice i make I offend you and I’m sorry brother, I truly am. What can I do to amend things between us?"
Loki glances at you to see if he may talk now. At your nod he says, "Start by supporting your brother sometimes. I don't ask that you stand behind every argument between your friends and I but you never fail to support them, it seems. You can't please everybody Thor, and you can't stay neutral forever, at some point you have to realize that you have to pick a side and who's side."
Thor has lost to kicked puppy look but he now frowns and nods, staring at the floor with guilt. Loki's hand comes up, hesitates, then he places it on Thor's arm for a second and swiftly leaves.
When no one moves for a few seconds you clear your throat and they all go back to whatever they were doing before the argument escalated out of proportion, you included.
You realize you may have tiptoed the line of being fair with that last command so you let it rest for awhile, give Loki some space. He of course notices your avoidance because Tony had asked you what was up between you both, stating that the God had asked him if anything was bothering you. Usually Loki came to you with his concerns, not being the type of person to talk behind someone’s back.
You sigh and tell Tony you’re fine, that you’ll talk to him. So you head out from Tony’s lab and search for Loki. He isn’t in the living room, kitchen, or even his own bedroom. You remember him once stating that he likes read on the roof sometimes, Tony had build Loki a garden up on the roof at one point since Loki clearly missed the garden from home, Asgard. A small gesture but a true turning point for both Tony and Loki’s relationship you think.
Walking out on the roof you don’t see Loki in the garden so you murmur a few expletives and make your way back to the door when a voice calls out your name. You follow the sound and find Loki hidden on a corner of the roof, sitting on the edge of the building.
Walking up behind him you ask, “Can we talk?”
“You’ve never asked before, don’t see why you’d start now.” Loki says, no contempt in his voice though, it’s just very...neutral.
You force out a small laugh, hearing your own tenseness in it, “Ya, about that..”
You sit next to Loki letting your legs dangle over the ledge like Loki does now. His legs kick every once in awhile giving him an almost childlike appearance.
“First off, I’m sorry.”
“For what?” Loki looks at you.
“I was out of line the other day with you and Thor. Not just then I’ve been, well, commanding you to do things for me and that’s...it’s not...right?” You finish lamely, your face a big grimace but you look Loki in the eyes when you apologize.
“That’s why you’ve been avoiding me?” Loki says with mirth lingering in his words.
“Well, ya, is there some other reason I should have?” You squint at him suspiciously.
“No.”
Loki looks at you with an innocent look on his face, which you know is pure bullshit, but you let it slide. Shaking your head with a smile you then look out across the open skyline below you.
“Apology accepted.” Loki says after some time has past. Your shoulders, which had tensed involuntarily, now relax.
You don’t react, well more like force yourself not to, when you feel Loki’s hand come to rest atop yours which had been supporting you on the ledge. Loki lets his hand rest there before he gets more confident and intertwines both of your fingers. You smile, finally looking at Loki who is already staring at you brazenly.
“Kiss me.”
“What?”
“Did I fucking stutter?”
Loki smirks then leans in, his left hand coming to cradle your head at your jaw and kisses you. At first softly, as if testing the waters, then begins to put more passion behind it as you lean into him. His tongue gently swipes across your bottom lip and you open your mouth to let him explore.
If you thought this man had God like hands....
When you’re both breathless you part but keep your faces close together. Your eyes roam over his face, noting how young he looks right now, how vulnerable, and bite your lip. Loki’s eyes drop to your lips and uses a thumb to pull your lip from your teeth lest you bruise them more. “Don’t bite them, it is my job to bruise them.” Loki says breathlessly.
Much later, when it’s dark out, you both come back into the tower and make your way to the living room. The first person you see is Natasha who, legit, smiles at the look of you two. Tony who notices Nat smiling looks where she’s looking and whistles at the two of you who decide to share a love seat.
“Shut up.” You command the two of them.
You were sure the both of you made a pretty funny picture. Your hair was most likely tousled, too much so to just be from the wind, and Loki’s lips were nearly purple with bruising so no doubt yours were any less. Not to mention the both of you were too incredibly happy, which ya you being happy is normal but it was almost an alarming amount of giddiness and Loki doesn’t normally show his emotions so openly like this.
Tony smirks, raises a brow and points the remote at the TV. “Stranger Things?”
You, very much flustered, clear your throat and say yes.
#loki x reader#loki odinson#loki#reader insert#one shot#avengers#tony stark#natasha romanov#my writing#dudes i literally had this thought pop in my head while out eating dinner with my family for mothers day#and i was constantly picking up and putting down my phone to write it all in my notes#like i always have the best ideas while out doing something or when people need my attention gdi#but enjoy#commanding loki (just kinda happens)
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“Friends”
This is a draco x reader fanfiction. I used she/her pronouns and nothing too “serious” happens. I hope you like it! Sorry for incorrect grammar and also italic writing is your thoughts.
“y/n?” You turn to your right so see draco greeting you. You're kind of caught off guard by how handsome he's gotten. He's a bit taller and his hair sits almost perfectly. “Hey! I see you've lost the hair gel. It took you long enough.” You say. He pulls you in by your right sleeve for a hug. “Haha very funny y/l/n.” Draco has been your best friend for as long as you can remember. Your families were always close so you two kind of grew up together. He's always had a special place in your heart but you can never determine if the feeling is romantic or if it's just because you care for him. He pulls out his schedule so you two can compare and see how many classes you have together. He rolls his finger down the papers and counts, “1, 2, 3… I guess thats it. Three classes together. I suppose it better than none.” You nod in agreement. You guys head into the great hall so the first years can get sorted and you can all feast. Of course, you sit beside Draco. He's kind of your anchor. You just follow his lead mainly because you're socially anxious but you also just want to stay out of things. You don't want to be the center of attention.
You've never really been the talkative type ever. You're just average. Your grades are fine, your looks are fine (though you'd never admit it outloud), your parents are still together, you only have a few friends. There's not really anything special about you, but you have something they don't, him. After dinner you say goodnight and head your separate ways.
A COUPLE OF WEEKS HAVE PASSED
As much as you hate to admit it you've found yourself staring at Draco frequently. And for the most part, no ones noticed, until today that is. “Miss y/l/n am i a bore to you?” Professor Snape slams a book shut.
Uh oh.
“Ye- i mean no sir.” You respond in panic. “Oh I am? Well maybe detention will be less boring.”
Ugh youve got to be kidding me. Detention? I'll miss my only free time with Draco.
You frown. Draco snickers in the distance and Snape turns to him. “You too Malfoy.” He continues teaching. Draco smiles at you. You finish the day and go to detention like you were ordered to.
IN DETENTION
Lucky for you detention is pretty relaxed and you're hardly monitored or checked on. You sit down and whip out your herbology homework. It's easily your favorite subject and you're very good at it. It's actually introduced you to Neville Longbottom who has taken a liking to herbology studies. You consider him your friend but you aren't close. Your thoughts are interrupted when you notice feet walking up in front of you. You look up from your book to see Draco in his typical black turtleneck. “I know why you have detention.” He says. “Uhm yeah i wasn't paying attention in class.” You say confused.
Oh god did he see me staring at him?
“Yeah right, you were staring at me.” “What? Full of yourself much?” You joke with him.
I didn't think he could see me.
“I mean what's not to love.” He raises his brows. “Omg, in your dreams.” You give him a little shove. “No, but im in yours.” He winks at you and smiles. You both laugh it off. The conversation is innocent but it actually means something to you. You love little flirty jokes and whatnot and no one does it better than Malfoy. The rest of detention is pretty boring and you guys make small talk and he helps you with potions and spells but nothing else really happens. When you're dismissed he walks you to your common room and says goodnight like usual. You're pretty restless because you don't know what to think
Do i have feelings for Draco Malfoy? Do i even have a chance? I mean he knows pretty much everything about me and i know everything about him. I could never tell him how I feel though, I don't want to make things awkward.
You stay up an hour later than usual but decide your thoughts can wait till morning.
WEEKS PASS
It's been weeks since detention and ever since then things have been different. You see a different side of Draco and he's a bit more “friendly” to you. You don't really think much of it and just wait for things to play out.
Most people think Draco is snobby and closed off. I beg to differ. He puts up this like barrier between his feelings and the world so he doesn't seem weak. I blame Lucius for that, I've honestly never liked him. He's a bit strange and expects too much of Draco.
You can 100% say you have feelings for him now. Though it pains you to say it's true. Day by day your feelings have grown stronger and so have his. Or at least you think, you can't really speak for him but he is more flirty than usual and less pissy in general. Tomorrow is October first, it marks 10 years of friendship with Draco.
Yes, I remember the date and everything. Not that he would remember because it probably doesn't mean much to him if he even remembers the day you became friends.
But it doesn't matter because this is something for you to celebrate and keep to yourself. Whether he notices or not you know you will be happy.
OCTOBER 1ST
You wake up to the scent of your roommate's apple cinnamon candle slowly burning.
Today is a good day.
You think to yourself.
Nothing could make this day bad.
Well you were wrong. In all today was not a good day. Nothing super bad happened, it's just little things kept going wrong. You failed a test, you tripped on multiple occasions, and one of your only friends, neville, got sick. You don't come out and say that today has been a bad day because you so desperately wanted it to be a good one. School has finished so you head to your room to chill out for a bit. You grab a notebook and begin a sketch to take your mind off of things. You hear a knock from the door and get up to see who it is. You're a bit shocked to see Draco standing outside your door. “Bloody hell- shhh what are you doing here you could get into trouble.” “I need to talk to you about something.” He says. “Is it that urgent? Im not really in the mood.” You look around to make sure no one sees you two. “Yes it is. Let's go somewhere that I don't have to look behind my shoulder every five seconds.” He grabs your hand and you walk to the stairs to get some privacy.
What's going on? Is he in some sort of trouble or does he just want to gossip? It's probably something to deal with Potter. He absolutely despises him.
“What's wrong?” You're actually a bit worried. “Uhm- nothing. There's something I need to tell- give you.” “All right. What is it?” He's never given you a gift before. Not even on your birthday. He pulls out a small box from his pocket and gives it to you. You smile at him. “Happy friendaversary loser.” He says while he smiles back at you.
He remembered. He actually remembered. I'm so happy I could scream. But he didn't have to give me a gift. I feel bad, maybe i should've gotten him one too i just didn't think he would remember it.
You untie the bow on top of the box and open it. Inside the small box was a bunch of extremely small flowers and a necklace in the middle.
I'm not the type to usually like the whole necklace cliche but for some reason with him it's different. I'm grateful for anything he could give me.
The necklace has one single charm of a serpent with a small diamond flower attached. “Thank you!” You fling into his arms and he wraps his arms around your waist. You're absolutely ecstatic and a bit shocked all at the same time. You were expecting maybe a chocolate of the sorts but not a necklace.
What does this mean?
“Do you like it?” He asks you. “Oh absolutely! It's beautiful, and wicked, and I love it.” He looks a bit nervous but you can see some relief when you answer yes to his question. You stare at the necklace for a bit before you actually pick it up. “Here I'll put it on for you.” He takes the necklace out of your hands. He moves your hair out of the way. His hands are cold, but you find them comforting somehow. He wraps the necklace around you and hooks it into place. “Thanks.” You turn around and smile at him. You're so close you think you can smell his cologne. “Y/n can i confess something?” He looks into your eyes.
Blimey does he feel the same way? I'm nervous, what if he tries to kiss me, am i ready for that? I need to stop freaking myself out. It's not going to help anything.
“Sure, what's on your mind?” He takes his eyes off of you and looks around the room. “I like you.” You're a bit confused on how he means it so you say, “Well i like you too.” He looks a bit annoyed, “No I like you. A lot. I have all school year. I don't know what made me realize it but I did. You're so beautiful and confident-”
I'm really not but I won't interrupt.
“-and you light up every room you walk into. You know me better than anyone and i don't know if this is overwhelming but i just had to say it. I understand if you don't like me back i just-”
Is he serious right now. Of course I like him back. I more than like him.
Before you can even let him finish or gather your thoughts you put your right hand on his face and pull him in by his shirt with your left. He's a bit shocked but then puts his icy hands on your waist. The kiss is good. A long time in the making but good.
Holy Sh*t! Did I seriously just do that? Wow who would've thought I could do that. I never want the kiss to end. I could kiss him a million times again and again.
When your lips finally part he makes a funny face by lifting his eyebrows and widening his eyes. You laugh. “I like you too.” You don't even notice you've been smiling for the past five minutes and you don't think you could stop smiling. “Bloody hell i hope so.” He puts his hands in his pockets and smiles at you. It's one of the few times you've seen him genuinely smile in a really long time. You finally got what you've always wanted, to make him happy.
-thank you for reading <3 sorry it was so short.
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I wish u would write a fic where peter is trans and he can’t cum, like either bc of the spider bite or some other reason he isn’t ever able to finish. He gets really frustrated and when Tony finds out somehow he offers to help and gets Peter off and decides he never want to do anything else except play with his boys little dick and wet holes 🙈
I decided to make him not be able to cum bc ppl with vaginas rarely get to cum bc life is ass sooo (also, if I use any verbiage that isn’t accurate or upsets anyone IM SO SORRY!!! I’m not a trans person myself and am trying my best here) also Peter is 19 bc I’m 19 and I felt like it (also Peter’s had top surgery already)
Peter has been…. Grouchy recently. Tony noticed it the second he had walked in on Monday and now here it’s Friday and the boy is still huffy and pouty and just in an overall sour mood. Tony considers prying, and decides against it in the fear of upsetting the boy even more but god, something has to give here, the boy has been completely unapproachable all week.
Peter sits with a scowl on his face, barely tinkering with his project in the lab when
Tony finally reaches his breaking point.
“What has been up with you lately?” There’s sting in his voice and Peter looks taken aback for a few seconds before regaining his frown and huffing out an ‘it’s none of your business.’
“You’ve made it my business, you’ve made it everyone’s business with how pissy you’ve been all week.” Tony rubs a hand down his face, frustrated with where the conversation is headed. “What’s been going on? Is it Flash again? You know I’ll kill that little bastard.”
“It’s not Flash, Mr. Stark it’s me.” Peter grumbles, hands falling to cross over his chest again.
“What with you, Peter? I just want to help.”
“You can’t fucking help.” Peter snaps, swivelling in his chair to face away from Tony.
“Lose the fucking attitude and get out of my lab or tell me what the fuck is going on with you.” Tony’s voice leaves no room for argument, and Peter takes a deep breath before finally letting his angry facade fall until it’s replaced with near embarrassment.
“Icacum.” He mumbles, voice barely recognizable.
“What?”
“I.. cacum.” Peter mumbles again, eyes welling with tears.
“Peter, speak up, you know you can tell me anything.”
“I CAN’T CUM, TONY. OKAY?” And suddenly the boy is out of his seat, huffing out angry breaths. “I DON’T KNOW IF IT’S JUST BROKEN FROM THE T THERAPY BUT I’M SO FUCKING HORNY AND I CAN’T GET ANY SORT OF RELEASE AND I FEEL LIKE I’M DYING.”
Silence rings through the room before Tony’s stifling a quiet laugh into his hand.
“This isn’t fucking funny, I feel like I’m being eaten alive.” Peter crosses his arms again, glaring at the older man.
“Sweetie, oh my god. You aren’t broken, I’ve had my fair share of all of the bits and I can say it’s a lot harder to work with what you’ve got than someone who was born with a penis.”
Peter sighs at Tony’s words, arms falling to his sides. “I just want to cum, Tony. Why does it have to be so hard.” His voice is back to whining again, a pout covering his face. “You’ve made it happen before, right? You’ve made people with my parts cum before?” The hope in his voice makes Tony’s gut clench and his pants tighten.
Tony clears his throat, trying to push down his thoughts before responding. “I, uh, I have.”
Peter glances up at Tony with wide eyes. “Mr. Stark, can you please make me do that? Can you please make me cum?” He moves to crawl into Tony’s lap, looping his arms around the older man’s neck. He plants a kiss to Tony’s cheek and trails them down his neck while whispering tiny ‘please?’s.
“Pete- I don’t know, I don’t know if we should.” Tony grits, going against everything his own body is begging for in the hopes of holding on to the last bit of innocence his relationship held with the boy.
“Tony, pleeeease.” Peter whines, locking eyes with Tony with a pout before grinding his hips down onto Tony’s hard on. “Can feel that you’re hard for me, could show you how hot I am for you.” He pointedly ground his hips down again, the lips covering his hole plush against Tony’s hardness.
“If you want to stop, or I do something that makes you feel anything negative, I want you to tell me to stop. Okay?” Tony’s voice is stern, serious and level in light of their current situation.
“Promise I will, pinky swear Tony, just want you to make me cum.” Peter’s nearly bouncing on Tony’s lap now in anticipation. Tony scoops the boy up, making his way to his bedroom to toss the boy onto the soft bed.
He takes his time kissing the boy wet and deep, tongue exploring each region of the boy’s soft mouth before slowly tracing his lips down the boy’s throat. He lowers his hands to the hem of Peter’s shirt and waits for the little nod before slowly peeling it off from his lithe little body. Tony runs his hands down Peter’s sides, mouth coming to rest at his right nipple, teeth clenching around it and tongue laving at the hardened bud. Peter lets out a sharp gasp at Tony’s movements, the sting from his teeth making his body burn all over.
Tony’s fingers slowly make it to Peter’s jeans, popping the button open and peeling them away to where Peter laid covered by his boxers. Tony carefully lays his hands over the waistband of Peter’s boxers when a small voice comes from above him.
“Tony, I’m a boy. I’m a boy.” His voice barely comes out as a whisper, eyes pleading towards Tony.
“You’re the best boy, honey. The best, so handsome. I’m so lucky.” He places a kiss on Peter’s inner thigh and revels in the short gasp the boy lets out. Peter’s hands trail down to tangle in Tony’s hair and nods to the older man to take his boxers off. Tony pulls the boxers down Peter’s legs and looks up at the boy before clamping his mouth over his heat.
Tony’s tongue dances over Peter’s nub, lips coming to suckle around it while he uses his teeth to scrape over the hood.
“Oh fuck, Tony.” Peter gasps, head thrown back while his hand tugs at Tony’s hair.
Tony grins around Peter’s cocklet, thumb coming to circle around the wet hole in front of him, he traces over it until Peter seems relaxed and slowly lets his middle finger slip into the heat. He keeps his lips suckling around the sensitive nub while he crooks his finger upwards, searching for the certain spot residing in Peter’s little body.
“FUCK.” Peter’s whole body seizes up when Tony’s fingertip strokes over his spot. “Tony ohmygo-I I, I need more, give me more.” His chest heaves with each breath, body soaking in the new pleasures with each of Tony’s movements.
Tony presses a second finger into the wetness, stretching Peter’s walls to make room for the new intrusion. The extra surface area allows him to apply more pressure to the spot in Peter’s body, stroking over it with a stronger pulse. He suckles Peter’s spot harder on a certain press of his fingers and the boy lets out an absolute wail. Peter’s hand comes to press Tony’s face deeper between his thighs and Tony feels a wave of pride at how Peter’s thighs shake around his head.
“TonyTonyTony, fuck, Tony, ohhh, oh my god. Ugh.” Peter’s breaths come out unevenly, his whole chest heaving as he stares down at the man between his legs. Tony runs his hands over Peter’s thighs as he comes down from his high.
“That okay?” Tony’s voice seems smug, like he already knew what answer he was going to get.
“More than okay, Tony. Fuck.” Peter huffs, legs still spread around Tony’s shoulders. “We’re gonna do that again sometime, okay?”
Tony grins up at the boy, kissing his thigh once again. “Can’t wait.”
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butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 10:36 PM
[txt] hey chase, important.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 10:36 PM
[txt] yo whats up
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 10:36 PM
[txt] die says he doesn't want us to pale.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 10:37 PM
[txt] oh cry me a fucking river oliver what'd he say to you
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 10:38 PM
[txt] well i asked 'cause he seemed pissy with me an' i usually do with this sorta stuff? [txt] and he said he wants it over and he's pissed.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 10:49 PM
>Woah. What- you're...hurt? [txt] what the fuck
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 10:51 PM
[txt] i dunno. i'm gonna go out and find someone to lay if you don't wanna come with. > Ah yes coping mechanisms. [txt] it's fine, i mean, you're his, right? [txt] i dunno what i was expecting.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 10:52 PM
[txt] hold the fuck on a minute
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 10:55 PM
[txt] what?
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:13 PM
[txt] ohhhh i thought that was weird.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:15 PM
[txt] that son of a fuck [txt] are you fucking kidding me right now oliver what the fuck are you trying to pull
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:16 PM
[txt] wait wait wait wait he didn't go to me! [txt] ....well fuck me then.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:30 PM
[txt] oh you like that one? [txt] >B) [txt] god [txt] fuck me man. i love antagonizing droog
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:32 PM
[txt] do you think he'd ever take a threesome? [txt] because god what i wouldn't fuckin' do to have a collar on.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:33 PM
[txt] holt y shit [txt] clover im in public
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:33 PM
[txt] be in public with me instead.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:38 PM
[txt] i choose collars instead
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:39 PM
[txt] uuuughhhh bring me with you. i wanna watch at least.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:39 PM
[txt] im worried i actually love him [txt] wait no fuck me i have a crush [txt] ....but what if my dumb ass makes it more clover
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:40 PM
[txt] like, hate love or love love?
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:43 PM
[txt] so whats the quadrant where its hate but you love it
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:44 PM
[txt] i'm pretty sure that's just pitch. [txt] pitch as far as i get it is just lovin' to hate somebody.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:46 PM
[txt] its still pitch if its like. wanting to annoy the fuck out of him and have him hit me and choke and step on me but also challenge him and play one upmanship and mental chess and ruining his life and stealing from him and hurting him holy shit [txt] and also a bit of cuddling?
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:47 PM
[txt] everything you just described is pitch. [txt] plus i mean, who can be datin' someone and never cuddle at all. [txt] like. [txt] how lame would that be.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:48 PM
[txt] im having the weird human thing where i love it too much to call it hate
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:50 PM
[txt] well call it hate to his face and shrug internally or somethin' i dunno. i don't mind which one y' use. [txt] if it gets bigger i guess you just....hope it does for 'im too? it only gets fucked if you care so much losin' it would break ya.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:51 PM
[txt] feelings are confusing hi
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:51 PM
[txt] yeah.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:52 PM
[txt] also the,,, allowing myself to be an item. [txt] kind of because 'capo die' made a 'rule' against 'sleeping with the enemy'
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:53 PM
[txt] prick just got pissy with me and saw an opportunity to jump on my thing with deuce.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:54 PM
[txt] but also droog was kind of fucked over by crow in the same way [txt] and i cant believe i care about him enough that i.. dont want to put him through it again [txt] shit fuck. fuck. i care about him. shit. fuuuuuck. fuck me running fuck shit fuck.
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:55 PM
[txt] well fuck.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:57 PM
[txt] what do i dooo
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:57 PM
[txt] y'know the funny thing here is pissy oliver or not i'm still defensive as fuck o' you an' my first thought here is "well time to talk t' droog 'til i get any idea if he's not being a dick in the not fun way."
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:58 PM
[txt] i want to spend time with him and get to know him and braid his hair and write his name on my notebook and shit fuck this man
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:58 PM
[txt] wow yeah that's a crush.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:58 PM
[txt] kill me [txt] take me out back and put me down
butterfliesDance-Yesterday at 11:58 PM
[txt] no i need your attention to survive.
cuttleskulls-Yesterday at 11:59 PM
[txt] damn it clover you cant make me a murderer [txt] also fucking shit how did this happen when did this happen how did i allow this
butterfliesDance-Today at 12:01 AM
[txt] well you didn't.
cuttleskulls-Today at 12:02 AM
[txt] he promised me sex and drugs what the fuck was i supposed to do
butterfliesDance-Today at 12:04 AM
[txt] well, ain't somethin' anyone coulda expected any different. [txt] that's just kind of what's done. the guy is hot as hell and silvertongued, it's practically what he's made for. [txt] or....literally made for, maybe? [txt] ugh carapaces.
cuttleskulls-Today at 12:08 AM
[txt] god fuck him
butterfliesDance-Today at 12:08 AM
[txt] agreed. [txt] i'm kind of dying internally here 'cause i ain't never fuckin' allowed to have nobody so uh. might run out o' usefulness in a sec or so.
cuttleskulls-Today at 12:11 AM
[txt] dude im [txt] ....im not letting you break up with me man. not yet [txt] ill work that shit out with die ok [txt] but i mean. i dunno maybe i kind of want this :/ [txt] ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
butterfliesDance-Today at 12:12 AM
[txt] i dunno it doesb't matter i don'f fucking mattet okay i have to gi
cuttleskulls-Today at 12:13 AM
[txt] holy shit dude are you ok
butterfliesDance-Today at 12:13 AM
[txt] good luck
cuttleskulls-Today at 12:14 AM
[txt] clo? >Frett. Oh man. OH man feelings what are these, what's happening.
butterfliesDance-Today at 12:22 AM
> Yeah he's not replying.
cuttleskulls-Today at 12:22 AM
> Q-Q
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