#mkay enough rambling now

[alicornze7]

Ribbun week - Day 3: Alternative universe

It is done finallyyy

This was my favorite to do but my god is it tedious

I really wanted to do the original designs justice (if i even did at all)

Phantom of the opera AU by @nats-uvi

Open-world AU by @vikipoopsiekins

Circus of hell AU by @inkyprism

Entangled Au by @vvickydisc

individual cuts below cause’ I love these sm

[amogus-real-not-clickbait]

part 1 of a little comic / art sequence that i've been working on! :D it's part tribute, part experimenting with brushes n colors and trying new thingz :]

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and thus continues my endless quest of spreading the carrot fics like a plague! if you've seen my art floating around you probs already figured that this au holds a very special place in my heart, forever and always!!

if you haven't heard of it, it's a fic series by @crowned-ladybug called carrot soup!! it made me wish i could speak colors and i need more people to share my struggle xd

go check it out if you're into sweet voice lore and qpr level gayness and just wanna feel warm and soft and warm (hurt/comfort my beloved) <333 there are some heavier themes cos everyone's traumatized but they're working through it! be sure to check the tags and stay safe! <3

[justpeaxchy]

'More Of You!'

Warnings (?): fits of anger, mentions of using a weapon on someone (you'll see lol), reader struggles a bit to accept Hiccup's new role as Chief. A/n: Mkay, so this one is now more of a part two to this writing I did but the one you're reading now can be read separately still, totally up to you! :) (P.S., if you get the cross reference (or similarity) in the beginning to the other writing, you get a cookie 🍪) Hiccup x fem reader.

The charcoal pencil in your hands begun to crack underneath the heightened pressure you gripped it with, causing a fleeting amount of pain to pinch your fingers. You sharply inhaled, shaking your hand as you tried to remove any specks of wood that was stuck on your skin. You grimaced at the small form of blisters that was now embedded in the palm of your hand, sighing bitterly as you threw away another pencil - yet again.

Behind you, Gobber the Belch chuckled at the miniature pile of sticks thrown onto a specific part of the wooden table you were leaning on. He had noticed your "displeased", as you called it, attitude the moment you had unwillingly trudged into the Forge. He continued to sharpen his dragon's teeth, speaking with an amused tone as he carefully inspected a certain tooth: "U're gonna break all the pencils we got if you keep that up!"

You groaned in annoyance, clutching onto the table in anger. "Yeah? I'll just make you another one." You shoved the parchment paper you were originally supposed to be working on, giving up on trying to sketch the specific saddle a viking wanted. "It'll be fine." Your grasp on the edge of the table become more tense as you heard your former mentor snort, practically ridiculing you while he spoke the unsaid words of "yeah right."

Before you could make any smart remark about it, another viking came waltzing up to the Forge, impatiently tapping on the carved out area in the wall that was meant to be an open window for customers. You bit your lip, holding back on lashing out on the innocent guy who looked excited about something. Once you begrudgingly dragged your feet to stand in front of him he immediately started to ramble about a new axe he needed, since the one he owned was no longer "doing the job" for him. The rest of his speech about how great of an axe-thrower he was went blotted out of your mind until he finally placed down his payment on the wooden ledge that separated him from you.

Once your hand roughly took it, you stiffly walked towards the stash of weapons that hung close by, hauling off a large axe from the rack it was on. The man, who looked rather young - perhaps younger than you - watched every movement you performed in getting it, a dissatisfied expression taking over his features as you forcefully shoved it on the unsturdy wood. "There."

He carefully inspected it, lightly picking it up with a disgruntled frown. "Er.. this is it..?"

You tapped the wood in annoyance, holding back from fully glaring at the young man that was questioningly staring at you. "Yes. Is there a problem?" You narrowed your eyes as he hesitated to bring a proper response, scanning the axe as though he were a professional.

"It doesn't appear to be sharp enough for my taste.." He brushed his hands on the handle of the weapon, not looking up to meet your bewildered expression, appalled that he would even have the guts to say such a thing.

You cleared your throat, using all of your strength to not lash out at him before you spoke, "Well, it appears to me that you're just gonna have to deal with it, cause that's one of the best we've got." Your words were meant to do anything but make him more excited, which was what caused you to blink in exhaustion as he perked his head up, interested at what you said.

"One of the best?" He tapped the weapon, a slight grin forming on his lips as he silently told you to fetch another one for his taste. Your hands vigorously tore the axe away, a mocking smile crossing your face as you turned to find a different one. With the rising tension, Gobber shifted apprehensively in his seat next to Grump, debating whether or not he should step in before you might use the axe yourself on a certain someone.

Your eyes found a different one, nearly the same size with a unique design. Without looking back, you could feel the younger man staring at the choice you made, making you glance at Gobber to see if he would help in any way. Much to your dismay, he seemed to look away the moment you set your eyes on him, which did not help the situation.

When you came back and dropped the axe on the wooden ledge, the young viking nodded his head, inspecting the weapon in the way he previously had done. "I guess this'll have to do.." He carefully traced his hands over the blade, still not looking at you, as you folded your arms, waiting for him to leave. "But... it could be sharpened just a bit more, don't you think?"

You gaped at him, stuttering to find an answer before you gritted your teeth, venomously speaking in a lowered tone, "Don't you think you could do that by yourself?" You couldn't find the strength to look back up at him, knowing if you did he would most likely leave with a bruised face, as he scooted the weapon closer to you.

"Well, since I'm already here, I figured you could... y'know, sharpen it for me?"

Startling him, you slammed your hands against the wood, slightly shaking it as you menacingly glared at him. "You better grab this axe and go before I use it on you so fast that-" Your hands were suddenly grabbed by another's, stopping anymore words to come out of your mouth as you glanced at your side to see the culprit. Much to your surprise, there stood Hiccup Haddock, supposedly already back from his mission of saving trapped dragons somewhere.

"I'm sorry, sir, is there a problem?" He put a smile on his face, but it was quite obvious that it wasn't a genuine one. You clamped your mouth shut, watching as he kept his hand over yours, soothingly rubbing small patterns with his thumb.

The younger viking became jittery, hesitantly pulling the axe towards him. "Chief! Uh, no, not at all! There's no problem, who said there was any problem -?"

"Then you're free to go." Hiccup motioned for him to leave, which he hurriedly did as he hauled the axe off the ledge, struggling to stand upright as he carried it. You blinked, slowly taking in what had just occurred. You didn't notice how the Chief turned to look at you, observing your current mood. "Hey, you okay?"

He didn't move from his spot until you nodded, silently thanking him for stepping in. "I know there can be some people that can be a bit... demanding when they come here, but don't let it get to you." Hiccup went to place his hand on your shoulder but you swiftly moved away, now turning to look him in the eye, an action that baffled him.

"So, how was your mission?" You began to strut over to the parchment paper you had discarded earlier, forcefully unrolling it and grabbing the last pencil available in the Forge, already gripping it much tighter than you needed to. Hiccup followed you, sparing a questioning glance at Gobber who held up his hands - one of which actually being a prosthetic tool he was using for Grump's teeth - as though he couldn't do anything.

"Uh, it was.. fine. Hey, is everything okay? You didn't answer-"

"Oh, trust me, everything is fine." You faked a smile, trying to outline the design a certain viking wanted; their idea was a bit complicated for you. "Just like your mission was, right?" You sighed as you accidentally drew a line out of place, frustratingly rubbing off the excess charcoal off the paper.

Hiccup was watching, very intently, as you drew what was supposed to be a saddle. "You still didn't really answer my question. I asked if you're okay, not 'everything.'" He held back from taking the pencil in your hands, internally wanting to fix the mistakes you made while you breathed out in frustration.

"Look, I'm fine. You should get going, you probably have more things to do anyway." Your tone of voice was no longer as harsh as it was before, but it was still quite evident that you weren't entirely happy. You didn't want to admit it, but Hiccup's duty as Chief was really beginning to show as his time became more consumed with the responsibility of taking care of an entire island of people, something he had to do - which wasn't the reason you were upset. He didn't have as much availability as he did before, when you both used to run away with your dragons and find new islands, hide from Stoick, and partly joke around like the rest of your peers did. You found that, lately, the time you two spent together was always cut short due to something that needed to be done for Berk.

Gobber awkwardly arose from his spot next to his dragon, dusting off any dirty residual. "I think I'll go test out Grump's teeth on.. somethin, yeah." He shuffled away from the two, stepping out of the Forge, "C'mon, Grump!"

Hiccup stared at the retreating form of Gobber as he quickly left to someplace else, hesitantly looking back at you as you aimlessly sketched on the parchment paper. "Now can you tell me what's wrong?" His fingers twitched, desperately wanting to fix the small error you made on the drawing once again.

You rolled your eyes, a meager smile tracing your lips for a moment as you continued to try and sketch out the model of the saddle. "Very funny." You cringed as you made another mistake, trying your best to fix it. Beside you, Hiccup sighed, slightly shaking his head as he brushed the unruly auburn hair out of his face.

"Well, if you won't tell me what's wrong, I'll show you what is." Hiccup, in one swift motion, shuffled closer to you - somewhat behind you - as he snatched the pencil away from your hands and began to trace in his own lines, rubbing off mostly all of your work, leaving only a few marks of what you did. You hadn't realized how bad it was until he came and fixed it, leaving you embarrassed in your spot - not only because of your mistakes but because of how close he was.

Hiccup, on the other hand, found no harm in what he was doing, casually drawing on the parchment paper with a concentrated expression. "This really needed to be corrected, sorry." His small breaths reached to your neck as you fought the rising heat that crawled up to your face, hands finding the edge of the table as you kept your focus on the saddle he was much better at creating.

"There." He finished, lightly dropping the pencil to glance at you, noticing your stiff form. He continuously gazed at you while he spoke, wanting to be as gentle as possible, "Could you tell me what's the matter?" Hiccup paused, examining your face, "Please..?"

With a sigh, your hands gradually slided closer to his while he quietly got the signal and held them, patiently waiting for your answer. "I'm gonna sound like a complete baby." You snorted to yourself, an empty smile showing on your lips as you weakly fiddled with Hiccup's fingers. He retorted your statement with another shake of his head, his viridescent eyes still taking in your appearance.

"Not true. If you could listen to my ramblings then I'm pretty sure I can hear what you have to say." He found himself slightly grinning when you chuckled, bringing a warmth to his heart that you weren't as upset as you had been before.

You hesitated to answer, nonetheless you spoke out with a lower tone, "I just.. I know you're the Chief now and all.. but.. I feel like our time together has lately been.." You inhaled, preparing for whatever his response may be, "I don't know.. a little.. rushed?" You shrugged, wincing at what you had said, although it was very much needed.

Hiccup frowned in the slightest, taking in what you said. "I know, I've been noticing it too.." He gently fumbled with your hands, his brows furrowing, "You don't know how many times I've wanted to leave and go explore somewhere with you and Toothless again." At the mention of your previous activities, you smiled, gratified that he was having the same thoughts.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I was wanting the same thing." You grinned as you witnessed Hiccup look up at you, a delighted chuckle sounding from him. "But.. I know we're not teenagers anymore. I'm sorry for being so, uh, rude about it. I know you've got a whole new load on you, being that you're the Chief now, and I'm not helping by acting like...this." You wearily rubbed your thumb over his, finally coming to terms that the constant jokes of him being Chief one day was actually here.

Hiccup warmly gazed at you, lifting your hands up so you would look at him. "Your feelings do matter though, don't forget that." He leaned in and gently kissed your forehead before getting an idea, which caused a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Hey, whaddya say that we.. go on a small trip."

"Uhm, what?" You questioningly watched as he called for Toothless, who was outside of the Forge, and beckoned you to follow him. You staggered slightly at first in your steps, confused as to what he was doing. "Hey, hey, wait! What's going on?" You finally started to realize what he was going to do when he mounted Toothless and reached out his hand for yours, eagerly waiting for you to join him. "Hiccup, don't you know that you have duties to take care of-"

"Those duties can wait. C'mon, I know a place we can go to." He smiled at your startled expression, probably not expecting for him to do something like that so quickly, before you dubiously glanced at the people who were doing their daily tasks, indecisively staying in your spot, swinging your arms in a manner similar to how he would.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna take you away from something important-" You yelped as he took the opportunity to grasp one of your hands that swung in the air at the perfect moment for him, forcing yourself to fully climb on top of Toothless as you sat behind Hiccup.

"You are important. Plus, I'm the Chief now, aren't I? We'll be fine, if anything needs to get done I have some people to get it done for me until we get back." He steadied himself on the night fury's saddle, a giddy smile on his lips as he felt your arms wrap around his waist.

You didn't speak any words from that point, a blissful smile of your own forming. Even if Hiccup was Chief, you knew that he wouldn't abandon you in the midst of such businesses, causing your heart to swell with a gratefulness for the man that you loved. In that moment, you decided you wouldn't change anything about his position if you had the opportunity to.

[megumiluvv]

Choso invites you to join him and Yuji on a trip to the park, a simple evening after his long work day. He takes you and Yuji to the park and watches you play with Yuji, swinging, sliding, and playing pretend on the playground.

“I’m a pirate, big brother!” Yuji shouts excitedly.

“And I’m a mermaid.” Your sweet laughter echos in Choso’s ears and he almost forgets that he needs to reply.

“That’s amazing,” he manages to say before replaying your laughter in his head.

His thoughts once again get interrupted by none other than Gojo. How does this man manage to be everywhere you two go?

“Hello!” Gojo’s ever so cheerful voice calls out as Megumi runs over to Yuji.

“Mr. Gojo! I’m a pirate!” Yuji smiles brightly.

“And I’m a mermaid.” You smile to Gojo.

“Is that so? Well, we have one pretty mermaid in this ocean,” Gojo replies, a hint of flirtation in his voice that irks Choso and flushes your cheeks.

“Megumi can be my pirate assistant!” Yuji says with a laugh.

“Okay,” Megumi mumbles.

Choso begrudgingly lets Gojo sit beside him, a look of annoyance buried into his features.

“What’s with that face, Choso?” Gojo smiles smugly.

“Don’t think I’m stupid. I know what you’re doing here.”

“I’m not doing anything but taking my son to the park.”

“The park is big enough for you to go away.”

“Ooh, feisty today, aren’t you?”

“Not my fault you’re sitting here.”

Their argument gets interrupted by your yelp when Yuji and Megumi jump onto you.

“We got the mermaid! Hurry and get it on the ship, Megumi!” Yuji shouts, really into the pirate role.

“I’m trying, the mermaid’s too heavy, I’m too small!” Megumi shouts back to Yuji.

Choso smiles at the scene and lifts you up bridal style, helping the two “pirates” put their “mermaid” on the “ship” that is the playground structure.

“Thanks, super pirate!” Yuji giggles.

“Yeah, thanks!” Megumi hops onto the top part of the structure and pretends to drive the “ship”.

You look up at Choso, who’s still holding you as if you’d escape back to the “sea” of wood chips. He looks back down with a soft smile and completely forgets about Gojo who is all grins and watching the two of you while your cheeks flush.

“Captain Yuji, how much longer til we’re back on land?” Choso asks, enjoying the pretend play.

“Umm, right now!” Yuji hops down onto the wood chips and runs to the swings. Megumi follows and Choso chuckles.

“Where do I need to carry this mermaid to?”

“Ummm, the seesaw!”

Choso carries you to the seesaw and sits you down carefully.

“Mkay, now what?”

“Umm, the mermaid is magical and you’re actually the lost prince��” yuji goes on a long ramble and you lean into Choso.

“You’re my prince, huh?” Now it’s Choso’s turn for cheeks to be flushing.

“Guess so,” he whispers back and waves to Megumi when Gojo leaves to give Megumi dinner.

“We should go home soon as well, Yuji hasn’t eaten dinner yet either.”

He can’t help the flutter in his chest when you call his apartment “home”.

“Y-yeah, we should.” He almost scoops you up again, but opts to offering his hand instead.

The walk home is short, Yuji talking the whole time about how he’s looking forward to having more play dates with Megumi, what games they’ll play, or whether or not they’ll be able to watch a whole movie through for once. Choso steals glances at you, holding Yuji in your arms, nodding and saying little “uh huh”s to everything. He hopes days like these keep coming.

Masterlist

[mimasroom2]

Bunny baby ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ♡

Ellie x reader w ptsd

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I was inspired by @elliezlils11utt fic of Ellie x hypersexual reader and it reminded me I’ve always wanted to write some Ellie hcs that can help my ptsd :)

This is specifically with Jackson!ellie bc she’s my favorite :3

C/w: ptsd obviously. A bit of smut. Mostly fluff tho :3. Flashbacks. Intrusive memories. Triggers. MDNI 😒

W/c: ≈ 800

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- It depends on how you guys met + how your relationship started,, but you’d definitely be super shy ab your trauma & ptsd and would avoid telling her as long as you can.

- When you finally tell her she’d be soooo sweet☹️. She’d sit you guys down on the couch and sit across from you criss cross applesauce style

- You wipe your tears away and laugh a little at how cute she is. Like why’d she have to go and sit like that ?!!

- You don’t feel nervous with her per se,,, but you feel kinda weird uncanny and naked (in a gross way) talking ab this, so most of the time when ur ranting you’ll focus on her eyebrow scar.

- You talk for as long as you want to and Ellie listens and nods and holds ur hand if u start crying ☹️☹️

- Surprisingly she doesn’t say anything like “whoever did this to you is gonna fuckin’ pay ‘mkay??” Because yknow….. she’s Ellie. She doesn’t want to rile you or herself up and make you uncomfortable >•<

- When you’re done explaining she’s gonna hug you and ask to kiss you. She’ll reassure you and say “Thank you for telling me baby. Now that I know I can try to help you in any way I can,, and I’ll stick by your side no matter what.” She giggles as she pulls you in closer :))))

- She’ll try to understand your triggers but sometimes it’s really hard for her to. “Fuck I’m so sorry princess.. was it what I said or like.. the way I said it?”

- The truth is she LOVESSS cuddling and if you’re ever upset she knows it’ll for sure calm you down.

- Even if ur trauma isn’t related to sex she’d still be careful and sweet with you. Like,,, you’d have to BEG her to degrade you.

- “Els please… I know what im asking for I literally think it’s so hot when you do it🙁”

- “Angel idk if it’s really a good idea bc you had all those intrusive memories today..”

- “Ellie if you don’t degrade me I literally don’t think I will cum.”

- And then she perks up and yelps “ON IT!” ����😭😭

- During the middle of it she’d literally stop and ruin it😭 “Yeah? You fuckin’ like these fingers huh babe? God such a fuckin’ slut for me..” she whispers in your ear”… heyyy is this like… still okay or? I dunno just seemed weird.” As you were like MOANING AND WHIMPERING

- You playfully smack her face “YES ELLIE please just- you don’t have to hold back!”

- Aftercare would be hugeeee for the both of you. Just in general Ellie really needs it but especially for you.

- “Jus’ don’t wanna hurt my princess after I’m done fucking your cute pussy” she looks down at you and you squeal for her to stop and cover your face with your hands.

- She laughs and rubs your back and starts talking casually about what her plans are for tomorrow.

- Sometimes you feel guilty that you’re taking up most of the attention in the relationship bc of your ptsd but she immediately interrupts your rambling and reassures you ♡

- If you have nightmares she’d wake you up and cuddle + distract you until you were tired enough to fall asleep again.

- Maybe if you were in the mood she’d distract you by eating you out 🤭

- If you ever felt uncomfortable or had a panic attack or flashback in public she’d take you home immediately even if it was inconvenient.

- “No babe.. what the fuck no.. it was not your fault okay. Getting scared is never your fault.” She tilts your chin up (,,•o•,,) “Let’s just try to calm down, yeah? That’s my girl.”

- Ellie hears ab service animals for ptsd and since Jackson really only has horses she managed to find you a BUNNY

- “Ellie how the fuck WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU FIND THIS BUNNY?!!,??.!.”

- “Don’t be scared babbbbbeeee I just got it somewhere okay?” She smiles all mischievous and lifts the brown bunny up. Its nose twitches.

- “Who’d you have to trade? WHAT did you trade actually??” Your eyes grow wide.

- “Jus’ got it from Tommy baby,,, no big deal.” She sits down on her knees to put it in the cage she got. “Found this cage jus’ lyin’ there. Asked around and nobody needed it.”

- After a few hours of playing with your new bunny you kiss her cheek in bed and whisper “Really, Els. Where’d the damn bunny come from.”

- “Really I already told you! Got it from Tommy… I was uh.. askin’ about like what he thought would be good for ptsd and he told me about a time where people would have dogs and other animals trained to help people. I dunno I thought it was cool.” She smiles sheepishly.

- You think that is the sweetest thing EVER because you thought she just finally wanted a pet for the two of you (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡

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I’m actually gonna melt why do ppl never write sweet Ellie 😞💘

[urinarythreatinfection]

Okay I finished it, it was a little hard since I kept getting distracted with other stuff but I did it. Sorry for taking more time than I said maybe I should stop giving time framed. Anyway here's the second (and last) part.

Kindness Isn't Spineless

Luffy x gn!reader. angst with happy ending. 1284 words. Tw mention of reader's past abusive relationships. Part 1, Part 3, Part 4

Luffy decides to give you space, just a bit. He’s already messed things up, now he's nervous breaking down the door would just make things worse. This isn’t like him, he should just do what feels right! The problem is none of the options feel right, all of them make him feel like they’re the wrong one. He wishes you would just open the door, make the choice for him so he could stop worrying about him. “(Y/N)!” He calls out, “Hey! I’m sorry, can you let me in?” but there’s no answer. “...Please?” You still don’t respond and he droops sadly. He doesn’t want to leave, so he just sits down next to the door and waits while thinking about what he did. Time passes and Nami comes, spotting Luffy looking dejected near your door. She already has a feeling something happened.

“Did you get kicked out?” She asks, expecting Luffy to get defensive; but he just nods, too bummed to argue. His plan of scolding him harshly softens and she sighs, crouching down to his level “What happened? You messed up, right?” She asks.

“I thought maybe if I was mean they would get braver with me, but now they’re mad.” Luffy answers and Nami sighs again.

“You know you messed up, right?” She asks and Luffy looks away, still a little stubborn. “Luffy you hurt them.” That makes him flinch and he concedes, the thought of hurting you so badly overtaking his need to be right.

“...I messed up.” It’s still a little hesitant but he admits it. Nami motions for him to go on and he tries his best to continue. “I should’ve, um, talked to them.” That’s the most he can think of for now.

“Good enough, but you should say this to them. Mkay?” Nami says softly and Luffy nods. “Good. That’ll be 5,000 berri for my advice.” She says, standing back up. “You can give it to me later, no interest~” With that, she’s gone. Luffy turns his head to look at your door, then stands up and knocks.

“(Y/N) I messed up and I’m sorry. Can you open the door?” There’s no answer and he frowns. “Please, Franky will get mad if I break it down.” There’s a huff from inside and footsteps before the door opens. His frown deepens into a guilty one seeing your eyes red from crying. “I’m sorry.” Luffy says to you and you slowly open your arms. As soon as they open he quickly hugs you tightly, all his thoughts coming out. “You’ve been so weird around me and you don’t argue with anything I started to feel bad and I wanted to help you so I just thought that if I was mean to you you would get angry one day and then actually argue back but now you’re hurt and it’s my fault I’m really sorry (Y/N) please don’t cry or break up with me I’ll try my best to not do it again even if you act weird and meek!” He rambles quickly and you pull back, which he very hesitantly lets you. “Your eyes are all red, I didn’t know you would get so sad-”

“You didn’t think I would be sad that my boyfriend was being cold to me? Luffy you’re acting stupid. I was trying so so hard to be nice to you and you just.. just brushed me off! I was scared that if I argued back you would get angry with me but now you’re saying you didn’t like that I wouldn’t argue back!? That doesn’t make any sense!” You yell at him, eyes tearing up again. Luffy listens to you.

“I just didn’t want you to be a pushover. I wanted you to be strong being with me not all meek and weak.” Luffy says softly, he still feels like it’s kind of your fault but it doesn’t matter to him. He’ll try and understand.

“...You’re right.” His heart races, are you gonna leave him again? “I’ve been meek and just way too accepting of whatever happens. I didn’t want to argue or take any risks so I let you do whatever you wanted. Your intentions were good, even if you did it in such a stupid way.” Your words are bittersweet, he’s glad you’re acknowledging what you did wrong but he doesn't want you to just give in. “Still, you hurt me, and I’m mad at you. I was starting to think you hated me, that you regretted being with me. It hurt so bad, I felt like I was back in some stupid toxic relationship with someone that doesn’t love me.” This catches Luffy’s attention.

“Hey wait what do you me-” You cover his mouth before he can finish.

“Let me speak please.” You tell him and he nods. “I’ve been in bad relationships before, ones that hurt me mentally, emotionally, and sometimes even physically. I know you wouldn’t hit me over an argument or just because you were mad but I was scared. I kept telling myself you wouldn’t but I couldn’t help it, I didn’t want to risk it. I didn’t want to risk someone I really love turning into the same people that hurt me.” Luffy listens to all of this and his emotions are conflicted. He wants to beat up anyone that hurt you, caused you to be like this; but he’s also just sad that you’re like this because of them. He feels guilty now too, maybe if he just asked you this wouldn’t have happened and he could help you get through it instead of looking at him with such fear; but you haven’t uncovered his mouth so he keeps that to himself for now. “Luffy, you didn’t just make me mad, you made me upset, you made me feel unsafe.” His heart sinks. Unsafe? He likes to tease and prank his crew members but knowing he made one of his nakama, one that he loves so much, unsafe makes him feel horrible. More than he felt when he started this whole thing in order to strengthen you. He reaches his arms out to you and you hesitate to go into them, but give in when you see how guilty he looks.

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I don’t like making you feel unsafe. I won't do it again, I’ll talk with you instead of doing something crazy.” He mumbles, hugging you tightly. Not enough to hurt, but enough that you know he wants you in his arms. You close your eyes and let your head fall onto his shoulder, wrapping your own arms around him.

“Okay, you have to promise me. Promise me you aren’t going to make me feel like this again.” You say and nods quickly, pulling back just enough to look at you.

“I promise. I’m gonna do my best to listen to you and talk with you, I won’t make you feel unsafe again.” Luffy pressed his forehead against yours, looking deep into your eyes. Your expression is still a little solemn but you nod.

“Okay, I’ll trust you.” It makes you scared saying that, nerve wracking knowing you’ll have to face and change how you’ve taught yourself to be; but looking into Luffy’s genuinely guilty and determined eyes gives you the strength to take the risk. To let go of the defenses that you’ve put up to ‘Keep the peace’ or to make sure you’re always kind and never mean. Kindness isn’t the same as letting yourself be pushed around, and you can learn that. You just need to let yourself free, and Luffy will be here with you every step of the way.

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yayy you reached the end thanks for reading, requests are still open I do anything to do with one piece.

[eitaababe]

SOMEBODY ELSE !

— chapter 11. deja vu.

a/n — sorry neteyam girlies (im not)

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You walked out of the building, finally wearing an outfit appropriate for the weather. You pulled the hood of your jacket up, shielding your face from the wind when you noticed Ao'nung's car pull up.

The window in front of you rolled down, revealing the grinning boy. "Get in the car loser, we're going shopping."

"Since when did you know mean girls?"

"Since Tsireya was my sister," he snorted, parking the car in an empty space. "So, I figure we should probably talk about what you wanted right now?"

"Oh yeah," you cleared your throat, the joking atmosphere quickly dissipating. "It's just— me and Neteyam got into an argument yesterday? Violet told him some dumb shit, like you were using me or it was all just a bet you were going for— and I defended you and that's why me and him fought— but now I can't stop thinking about it and I feel horrible for even thinking that about you."

Ao'nung listened carefully, not once interrupting in your rambling. "Fucking hell," he mumbled, running a hand over his face. "Me and Violet dated for like— a month at best? And we weren't all that serious, okay? We were friends with benefits and she wanted more one day and I just thought, why not, you know? It's fucked up but I didn't like her all that much— and when I finally told her and broke it off she felt used and went off telling all the other girls I went for that I was doing the same exact thing to them that I did to her."

Your eyes widened at the revelation, chewing on your cheek nervously. He hadn't directly addressed your worrying, which only made you feel worse, but nevertheless you stayed silent, letting him continue.

"But I swear on my life, y/n, I'm not using you. I never was. If I'm serious about anything, it's you. I liked you from the start, and I never would've started anything if I felt anything less."

You released a breath you weren't even aware you were holding, and nodded happily. "That's uh— good to know." You grinned, trying to hide the blush painting your cheeks when you met his smug eyes.

Yet the more you thought about it, the more the guilt weighed you down. Ao'nung was so patient, so understanding, how were you not ready? You still somehow had feelings for a man who hurt you over and over again (granted unknowingly) and you still couldn't move on?

Noticing your silence, Ao'nung placed a hand over yours. "Everything ok?"

Sighing, you softly intertwined your fingers together with his. "I feel horrible," you mumbled quietly, causing him to dip his head closer to your face. "I mean, you're just so- so understanding? You're so patient, you stick around when I tell you I'm not ready, and you don't get mad when I accuse you of really stupid things, and I just get why you're waiting on me when you could be with another girl who's ready now."

"Y/n," he cooed, his hand gently grabbing you by your chin to look up at him. "I wait for you because I want to. You're not horrible to me, I love your company, and you're still getting over a breakup. Knowing you like me back is enough for me."

His words of reassurance did little to ease your guilt, but you nodded anyways. "Yeah, yeah you're right. Sorry."

"Don't be sorry," he smiled, pressing a loving kiss to your knuckles. "Now let's go get some coffee, mkay? There's no way you had time to get it before I picked you up, you're in a fight with your coffee supplier."

"Ugh, don't remind me." You groaned, bringing your legs close to your chest, almost resembling a ball and resting your head on Ao'nungs arm as he pulled out from the parking lot, going to the cafe.

As you guys walked into the cafe, you'd finally given yourself a break, trying to forget about your worries and the fight from yesterday.

All of that went out the window when you saw Neteyam animatedly talking to Violet inside.

And it reminded you of a time you knew all too well.

FUN FACTS !

— neteyam and y/n would sit at the same booth everytime they went to the cafe and neteyam's been sitting with violet there the past couple times

— ao'nung convinced y/n to get his drink order this time and she hated it

— violet saw y/n and ao'nung but neteyam didn't

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a/n — lowk end is cringe bUT CLIFFHANGER MWUAHAHA

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[phoebepheebsphibs]

Free invite to rant about your tortillas as humans

*clears throat*

Mkay @belleyellsaboutturtles @truths33k3r4 @boots-with-the-fur-club come getchy'alls food

So I'm calling the AU "Lou Jitsu's Kids". I'm still working on the story and a few details, but basically this is how the story goes...

It begins introducing the most important characters to the AU and giving some quick context, starting with Lou Jitsu. (His story is exactly the same as canon until a certain point so I won't explain him lol).

Next we're introduced to Bea M, Lou Jitsu's manager, publicist, former roadie, owner of the Hotel Nexus where Lou Jitsu lives, and girlfriend. But secretly and unbeknownst to Lou, she runs an underground crime syndicate and mafia under the pseudonym "Big Mama".

The story picks up at Lou's proposal to Big Mama. She declines, fearing that if they were to get married, her secret double life would be revealed. Lou is heartbroken but accepts her answer, believing that she will one day accept it when she's ready.

The next introduction is to a young struggling single mother, who's boyfriend left her after the unplanned pregnancy of their son, Raphael. Raph's mom has just been laid off and rent is due at her crummy apartment. Though she wants to keep her son, she understands that she cannot support him and is forced to give him up for adoption so that he might have a better life.

Next, we are introduced to a happy young family moving to NYC for the father's new job as an architect. The mother has taken a job teaching kindergarten so she can stay close to their twin sons, Leonardo and Donatello. However, on the drive, the vehicle is crashed into and Leo and Donnie's parents are killed instantly.

We are then introduced to a person the narrator refers to as "a nobody" or something like that. The "nobody" has just been given a wonderful gift, but decides to throw the gift away simply because they do not want the responsibilities that come with it. They are shown shoving a small bundle into a dumpster in the alley before running. We are then introduced to Michelangelo, a newborn baby, who is quickly running out of time.

Lastly, we are introduced to Baron Draxum, a man who owns a small and failing orphanage. He manages to hear Mikey crying in the alley and rescues him, taking him to the hospital before bringing him to the orphanage later. At first, we are meant to believe that Draxum is just a grumpy old man yet essentially harmless, but we learn that the orphanage is a front for illegal science experiments, drug enhancements, and genetic experiments hidden beneath the building. Draxum begins experimenting on the four newest additions to his orphanage -- Raph, Donnie, Leo, and Mikey.

If I remember correctly, a few years later, grandpa Shō dies. Distraught by the loss of his last remaining family member, Lou Jitsu reflects on his life and his family. He chooses to visit "Draxum's Home for Little Lambs" on a whim and ends up meeting the four boys, who adore his films and idolize his characters. Lou decides to use his wealth and and connections to donate to charity, specifically choosing to renovate Draxum's Orphanage and provide funding for a rec center as well. Lou continues to donate to the orphanage and even goes so far as to invite all the kids on a tour to his film studio to watch how movies are made. With each visit, he falls more and more in love with the four boys and eventually decides to adopt them all, much to Bea M's disagreement. However, after meeting the boys and seeing the poverty they come from, she changes her mind.

There's a heck of a lot more after that, but this post is long enough so I think I'd stop there for now and ramble another time...

[ultimateyappgod]

mkay so i was reading a rokcale fic, and it only had a couple chapters (it was so good)

so i said:

author this update NOW. (pleasee😭)

and then the author sent a paragraph

Archive of Our Own

Author responded:

You know I typed here a really long reply detailing all the things happening to me in real life that explains why my updates are so slow this year, but at at the end of the day I still can't magically update this fic. You probably don't know, but I write fics in part because I love LCF a lot and in part to destress. It makes me happy. Part of that happiness is sharing my work with everyone who also love LCF. I like reading about the parts that everyone find enjoyable, and I like reading about how they felt reading my work. In turn I do my best to improve and also support others in the LCF community. I love this fandom a lot.

Usually I don't get affected by comments asking for an update. I usually don't mind that comments like that don't even share what they like about the chapter or show that they actually enjoy reading. I mean, if they want the update that must mean they like the fic a lot, right? But you know, just demanding for a chapter won't do anything. Update please? I'd like to, but I got to prioritize trying not to die first. Update this right now? How?? I can't just vomit the words out. Writing a 2k word chapter usually takes me 3 hours, and those 3 hours I write in between maybe 10 minute breaks I get from day to day. Sometimes I get lucky and have free enough time to write a whole chapter in a day. On super lucky days I get very motivated and write faster. Sometimes I get so busy that even if I try I only get to write a sentence max. Sometimes I can't just write it right even when I have time. It's like being forced to write an essay at gunpoint. Still, I'm trying. No amount of please can change this reality. What am I supposed to do?

I don't plan to abandon this fic. I really don't. I actually have a part of a chapter in progress already. If I get lucky I can even post an update in a week or two because things have started to calm down in my life and I have more free time now. I even managed to update a fic that's been sitting for almost a year. I'm slowly working on my fics, and I really want to update too. I just can't do it right NOW. And you know, it would be nice if you tell me parts of this chapter you like. That helps, you know? It really does. You don't even have to comment words at all. Just, please know that demanding an update won't do anything productive. If anything, it will just demotivate authors and make them stop writing.

You know that feeling when you are about to do something and then someone tells you to do it and suddenly you feel like you don't want to do the thing anymore? That's what reading a demand for an update feels like. And I'm sorry if this upsets you, I'm not trying to fight or be mean. You probably are not aware yet of what impact your words have yet, so I am saying this so you are aware. I hope this doesn't sour your reading experience, and I don't mind if you stop reading my works because of this, but please stop demanding me to update immediately.

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Sorry for rambling. Today is really stressful and seeing a notification for a comment perked me up a lot, and although it may not seem like it, thank you for reading my fic. I sincerely hope you enjoyed it. I wish you well.

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I FEEL LIKE SUCH AN ASSHOLE.

I forgot not everyone is chronically online on tiktok or has that humor

AAAAAAA

[insurguitor]

K so ramble time :D Talkin bout my CJRP anon trio btw

Mkay so! Swimmer! P sure yall already know his appearance but just in case here ya go:

Swimmer is an entity of some sort, basically just. Not human and not something that naturally occurs. They do not have bodily needs! They don't need to eat, drink, breathe, sleep, etc., though they can if they want to. Their clothes are part of their body and they're just all water under everything. Except the glitches and the tail. They are also able to just turn into water, which they do to avoid injury and travel through small spaces. Also their teleportation isn't quite teleporting! They're kinda just converting themself into data and using that to travel, it's just so fast it looks like they teleported. Shut down the internet and they won't be able to "teleport" anywhere. They can also theoretically transport themselves into devices via bluetooth or something like that, though they find it really uncomfortable physically, mentally taxing, and that's just a privacy boundary they're not comfy crossing. Their access to the internet in this way allows them to get a lot of information from a lot of places, though they have a little bit of trouble remembering things they get access to this way.

Disc is a robot! It's very humanoid in appearance and is almost completely black. It has white patches across its body, white hair that reaches down to where their shoulderblades would be, and black sclera with glowing white irises. They also lack a mouth. They have a monotone voice and have extreme difficulty expressing emotions, and they're pretty strong too. They have a photographic memory and use that to their advantage when they research! Most of the time they research human things to figure out how to take care of B-Day. They've ended up as the target of the others' antics more often than not, but they don't really mind as they're pretty harmless. Like Swimmer, they do not have bodily needs. But unlike Swimmer, they are not able to experience them if they wanted to! They mostly stick to keeping everyone out of trouble and keeping an eye on B-Day, though they can get aggressive if something or someone hurts or becomes an active threat to the other two.

B-Day is an ordinary human! No powers, no magic, no special abilities, nothing. They're pretty flexible and extremely good at slight of hand stuff though. They're 9 years old and don't remember much about their birth parents, having lived with the others since they were around 3. They're pretty short and have pastel blue hair that barely reaches their shoulders, blue eyes, and pale skin. Their outfit varies from day to day, but it usually includes a pink bow or two somewhere, their pink rollerskates, and a pair of red aviator sunglasses. They also carry a messenger bag with them when they go out, containing various things they consider "useful," including glitter bombs, party poppers, confetti, tubs of icing, birthday candles, a lighter, and a bag of assorted candies. They have a penchant for chaos and enjoy pranking people. They also get into a lot of goofy antics with Swimmer. and they enjoy messing with Disc's hair, usually braiding it, styling it into a bun or a ponytail, or just putting clips in it. They love baking and celebrating, being the one to plan each of the trio's birthday parties and also assigning Swimmer and Disc birthdays when they discovered that they didn't have one.

Now dynamics! All three pretty much live together now that they're in the anon village. Swimmer and Disc have a big sibling/little sibling relationship and like to do mischief together. Disc makes sure they don't get into trouble and is a sort of caretaker to the others, though it can get parental at times, especially with B-Day. It's pretty much the one doing all the cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. B-Day likes to bake and usually does so under the watchful eye of Disc, but they're pretty good at it and skilled enough to bake on their own if they tried to. Swimmer cannot cook for their life and always somehow manages to catch something on fire. They were banned from the kitchen after they somehow managed to burn ice cubes. The trio tend to stick together, but Swimmer is the most prone to leaving the group, regularly wandering off. B-Day also goes off on their own on occasion, usually to prank people or, sometimes, to celebrate someone's birthday. Disc rarely ever breaks off from the group, usually only doing so to tend to or look for something. The trio also go clothes shopping from time to time! Mostly it's for B-Day, but Swimmer will snatch things that peak his interest and will pick out outfits for Disc with the assistance of B-Day. Disc only gets the pants from said outfits, B-Day get the shirts for whatever they plan on using them for. It's a weird tradition they have that I haven't exactly decided the origin for yet.

[thegenderfluidace]

AHHHHHH MKAY FNAF RUINS DLC SPOILERS BELOW CAUSE IMMA RAMBLE CAUSE EEEEEEEEEEEEE (THEY WILL BE BIG SPOILERS SO DONT CLICK IF YOU DONT WANT)

Okay okay okay, so I went and watched a play through of the DLC and all the endings and just AHHHHHH

Okay so first off second Helpi said he could mimic voices I was like a heck that’s not Gregory is it and I WAS RIGHT BUT ALSO GREGORY THAT LIL GREMLIN JUST TRIED ATTEMPTED MURDER LIKE MY DUDE???? ALSO HOWD HE MAKE THE ELEVATOR BREAK ANYWAY JUST AGHDBCJSNXJ

Also all the VANNI/Vanny stuff just agdhsnxk

Is it actually Fazco stuff? Why such a freaky mask if so? Was it just absolutely hijacked?

Also just Helpi such an evil(?) cute lil gremlin I like his face

Also another thing, where was DJMM? Did he get crushed? Did we just not go over there? We saw the DJ minis but in the play through I watched I didn’t see the actual DJ so hmmm :/

Also just Roxy jusandjwndkskcjjsjs

OAKY NOW THE PART I ACTUALLY REALLY CARED FOR THE SKRUNKLIES!!!!

Sun crying was so sad like my guy come here I’ll give you a hug ;-; also the lil thank you at the end just my heart. I wonder if the reboot went and fixed Moon as well, I hope so I really hope we fixed em

OKAY NOW ECLIPSE!!! ECLIPSE IS BABY!!! HE IS SKRUNKLY!!!! He just such a sweet baby for the very small amount of time we actually saw him. So sweet yet so confused, really wonder if he actually just started cleaning up the daycare after he kinda kicked us out :/ if so he gotta lot to do…… Also he is absolutely the mom friend and no one can convince me otherwise. He just has mom friend vibes. He is so confused yet put the safety first. Would cuddle em. Also before Eclipse they just gave off soggy cat vibes and it made me so sad like someone please fix em and give em a bandaid or something. But yes Eclipse is confused mom friend and I love him so much, would absolutely have snacks and all that and I love him. I just love the DCA so much guys they are just so baby skrunkly blorbo I love-

OKAY RAMBLE DONE IMMA SLEEP NOW!!

Oh also just not enough DCA I needed more okay now that’s it

[primal-con]

So a certain goth often accidentally subjects me to a lot of weird movies, many of which are part of the broad visual inspirations for this. Mostly Crimson Peak, Guillermo del Toro's Cabinet of Curiosities (Dreams in the Witch House and The Murmuring specifically) and like a little bit Dark Shadows. You can blame them for that :3

Mkay, AU idea is as follows: (WARNING UP TOP, this is inspired by both canon events and a shitload of gothic horror, this concept contains murder, suicide, body horror, hauntings, semi-detailed gore/deaths, and some stuff that could I guess pass for necrophilia in a theoretical paranormal sense, among other things. Approach at your own risk!)

Human AU, vaguely 19th century possibly late 18th I haven't decided yet, somewhere in Europe but tbh the exact location doesn't matter too much I just feel like they've got a lot of weird tragedies over there. Very classic horror movie setup for stories of this era, where Rewind (the downtrodden protagonist struggling to process and rectify the string of recent tragedies in his life and resolve the mystery of his missing husband) moves away from the city into an abandoned old manor in the countryside. His hope is that by reducing the noise of his daily life, he can fully focus on gathering all his investigative resources toward finding the vanished Dominus Ambus. He chooses the manor for it's incredibly low going price, something to do with a local legend of a vengeful ghoul, but in true horror protagonist fashion he dismisses the claims as nothing but superstition. The house also presents the opportunity to occupy his mind and hands as he fixes it during his stay, to perhaps distract from the long lonely hours of pouring over facts and details. As many horror protagonists of his kind are wont to do, he believes himself to be in a very different movie. Perhaps if he had been, he might've gotten the new beginning he desired.

And just as these sorts of protagonists often do, as the summer progresses and he further works through fixing up the manor and compiling his investigation, Rewind begins to uncover more about the manor's last inhabitants. He also begins to suspect that one of them still remains within its walls. An inhabitant that seems to have taken a peculiar interest in the new tenant...

To his credit, Chromedome was a spectacular brain surgeon. He held no love for the work, but he was skilled at it and it paid him well. Enough to finance a secluded home in which he could spend the rest of his days with the love of his life. Or that was the plan at least. Until, of course, the night of the grizzly murder. It was a story that rocked the town and to this day earned a place in local legend. The poor widow on the hill, his love ripped from him too soon, the killer never found and brought to justice. It was rumored the poor victim's face had been practically caved in, a brutal affair with no clues. The widow persisted as a phantom within the town for a short while, but it wasn't long till the townsfolk simply ceased to see him anymore. Eventually, the groundskeeper made the timid approach to the manor's gates to investigate. What he found would further feed town speculation for decades to come. The young lord of the house, face down in the bedroom, his own surgical tools scattered across the floorboards and piercing through his eyes into his brain, blood painting his hands. As though he or someone else had attempted to crudely lobotomize him.

What exactly transpired on those grounds, from the murder of the spouse to the mysterious death of the widow, has been a topic of gossip for nearly fifty years now. Did the brilliant surgeon take his own life, so gripped with grief he couldn't stand to live any longer? Or perhaps he'd gotten too close to the truth, and his lover's killer had come back to tie up loose ends. Either way, after the first three families ran screaming from the grounds rambling of horrible things inside that wanted them out, the bank finally gave up on the resale of the house, leaving it nothing but a grizzly reminder of the tragedy that befell the young couple and continues to haunt the sleepy town.

That is until the desperate would-be-widower seeking solitude and a task to occupy his hands during his increasingly frantic search arrives in town, happy to take the property off the bank's hands. A young man who bears a striking resemblance to the murdered lover who once lived in that very same manor. A young man whom the grief-ridden ghost trapped inside his new home grows quickly attached to, convinced he's the reincarnation of his yet-unfound husband whom he thought he'd be joining in death, only to be met with long, empty halls.

Regardless of what does or does not live within that accursed manor, there are questions yet unanswered that perhaps only its inhabitants can come close to uncovering. Who killed the surgeon's husband? What led to his untimely demise at the end of his own tools? Where, if anywhere, is the recordkeeper's missing husband, and what will he find instead in the walls of his new pet project? Was it perhaps a bigger mistake to hope than to give up and move on, or is it simply the ghosts of this place's tragic past beginning to weigh on his already troubled mind...

I truly cannot explain the thought process that brought this whole idea on, I simply need to get it out there so that y'all can understand my vision here. I'm gonna draw so much weird shit I promise you that. Also I… probably have to change CD and Rewind's names 😔I hate doing that in human AUs but like I don't think I can pull off this whole vibe when the motherfuckin vengeful ghost is named Chromedome so bear with me, more ideas soon because this plot bunny is about to be my whole existence for a little while!

Also fucking incredible playlist by @blitzwingtittiemagnets because they're taste is fucking stellar and they took my vibes and ran with it!!

NEW AU JUST DROPPED THIS ONE IS A FUCKING BANGER SO PREPARE YOURSELVES

[radioactivedotcom]

WELCOME ABOARD THE NEMESIS

Departure time is zero seven hundred. Find your bunks and stay the frak inside.

The captain will make the rounds once the ship has taken off. Stay safe.

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[remusslove]

Hi I read your mean friend fic and I’m in love with it! Do u think u can do one with crybaby!reader and Mattheo where he is mad because something happened at work and he blows up on her but she was extra sensitive that day, but it dosent catch his attention til later and it ends with fluff! Sorry for making the request so long anyway have a good day❤️!

Extra sensitive~ mattheo riddle

“10% or nothing. Take it or leave it.” Mattheo said sternly into the phone. If there’s one thing about him, it’s that he absolutely hated people that went against his demands.

“This is ridiculous! I worked day and night just for a lousy ten percent-” the man began rambling before mattheo irritably hung up the phone.

He sighed before looking down at his watch. 9:30pm. He stood up from his desk and collected his coat along with his keys and wallet.

He walked out the building swearing underneath his breath till he reached the car. He started the engine before slamming the door with enough force to make the car jolt.

A few minutes later he was met with a packed freeway due to many cars trying to get home for the holidays. “Jesus fucking Christ” he cursed trying to maintain his temper.

He finally made it home much to your excitement, as you came running down the stairs. “Mattheo your back! Look!” You exclaimed pointing towards the sink.

You turned the knob back and forth with a grin on your face. “Me and Theodore fixed it when you were at work!” You said with a proud smile. Before mattheo left the sink was not running as much water as it was usually, so you decided to ask Theodore to help you fix it before he comes home .

You only thought of it as a sweet gesture but mattheo didn’t. You being a bit oblivious to the light hearted compliments Theodore gave you made mattheo absolutely crazy. “So he was here? With you? Alone?” He asked you with a glare.

You let out a giggle with a confused head tilt. “I mean yeah you were at work, why?” You asked softly as your smile slowly vanished when you noticed his facial expressions turn angrier.

“Why? Because he fucking likes you y/n!” He exclaimed making your eyes widen. “No he doesn’t! He was just being nice” you tried to defend the boy making mattheo groan.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me y/n, you really don’t think that he likes you? The kisses on the cheek, the hugs around your waist, and i have to come home to you telling me that you’ve been home alone with him?!”

“I didn’t know, I’m sorry” you said cowering behind the counter. He scoffed once again. “Of course you didn’t know, your too stupid to figure anything out” he spat as a few tears began flooding down your cheeks.

You whimpered before quickly walking out of the kitchen. He sighed running his fingers through his hair as the guilt began to seep in.

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“Bunny?” He called out for you in a soft tone. “Go ‘way!” You said through your quiet sobs as you constantly wiped tears off your face.

“Cmon out for me bunny please?” He asked you softly slowly peeling the fluffy pink blanket off your huddled figure.

“Your so mean sometimes” you mumbled looking away from him. “I know baby m’ sorry mkay?” He apologized before stroking your cheek as gently as someone would touch a ancient statue.

You loved how he cared for you even in bad moments like these. You couldn’t help but lean into his large comforting hand.

He placed a kiss on top of your head before pulling you into his lap despite all your squirming and whining, strong arms bound tight around you as he presses a succession of kisses to your neck and face.

“ ‘u forgive me now princess?” He cooed at you making you huff in defeat. You curled into his lap hiding your face in his chest before nodding with a whimper.

“How ‘bout tomorrow we make some of those little paper snowflakes that you love so much since I was such a meanie today hm?” He suggested causing you to perk up.

“Can we make Christmas cards too?” You said looking up into his eyes. He sighed playfully before nodding and gliding his hand over your hair making you hum in content.

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝<3

[hangezoeenthusiast]

Not saying I love you (tiktok prank)

multiple x reader

word count: 972

warnings: cursing, fake crying, food mention in george, dream, quackity, and karl's, fake fainting, you calling wilbur a whore hehehe,

note: y/f/f is your favorite food. quackity's part is probably my favorite, and also i didn't have the motivation to do every single person i write. so it's just feral boys + wilbur

Dreamwastaken

“hi honey, do you need anything from walmart?” “i don’t need anything, i'll see you later.” “love you!” “byeee!”

“SAY IT BACK!” he exclaimed. “first of all, calm your ass down, and second, say what?” “ohh don’t play coy with me, say it back.” you squinted your eyes, "i still don't know what you're talking about." he crept closer to you, and closer, until he trapped you into a corner. "you better say it before i do something very bad to you." you laughed, "oh, what are going to do to me?" "i'm going to take y/f/f away from you." "HEH?!" you shouted furiously. "yep, that's right, no more y/f/f for you my dear y/n." "mkay, so that's what it's going to, well then, i'm going to take patches away from you." "NO YOU CAN NOT." he rebuked. "yes i can, i'm her other parent." he frowned, "well, at least can you say i love you?' "yeah i guess so, i hate you." you coyly smiled. "WE ARE GETTING A DIVORCE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"

Georgenotfound

“y/n, can you get me some popcorn so we can start the movie?” “yeah sure babe, let me just get some stuff for myself.” “ok thanks, love you!” “mkay.”

he got off the bed, and walked out of your shared bedroom door, and peeked outside to see you preparing the snacks. “honey, can you come back here?” “yeah sure.” you put down the snacks you were about to carry to your guys’ bedroom, and walked towards his sulking self. “do you love me?” “yeah.” you blankly stated. “then say you love me.” he begged, trying to get some type of validation from you. “why, it’s not important.” he looked at you funny, then went to your bed and hid himself under the cover, pretending to cry. you quickly went over to the bed, and pulled off the covers. “i’m sorry love, it’s just a prank for tiktok.” “HAHA, I KNEW IT.”

Sapnap

“hey babe, i’m gonna take a shower real quick, can you pause the promised neverland for a second?” “yeah sure, but hurry up, i’m going to start it soon.” “ok, love you!” “ok.”

“say it back.” he puppy eyed you. you tried to look innocent, “what do you mean sap?” “come on, just say that you love me.” “i still don’t know what you’re talking about.” “well ok then.” he jumped on the bed, and started to tickle you, your hands trying to reach for his to stop this mini torture. “STOP!” “NEVER.” he continued, and continued, until you finally told him that you loved him. “I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, JUST STOP TICKLING ME.” he stopped and smirked, “thank you, now i’m going to take a shower.”

Wilbur Soot

“darling, say hi to chat.” “hey guys, how are you?” “they’re ok, they’re just being their regular selves.” “well i’m going out with some of my friends, i’ll be back in a few hours.” “ok lovely, love you!” “byeeee!”

he got out of his chair, and caught your hand before you went out the door. “you forgot to say something.” “no i didn’t.” he eyebrows frowned, “you don’t love me anymore is that it y/n? i knew it, i wasn’t good enough for you.” he kept on rambling on and on about how he didn’t deserve your undying love, and dramatic things like that. “wilby, calm down, it's just a tiktok prank." he smiled innocently, "yeah, i already knew that, i just wanted for you to confess." "YOU LITTLE WHORE."

Karl Jacobs

“hey darling, can you get some popcorn from the convenience store?” “yeah sure baby, do you want anything else?” “nah, i don’t really want anything more, have a good time.” “mkay, love you!” “bye my darling.”

he turned back from the door, pushing his body on the frame. "bye, love you." he repeated, expecting you to say the same. "bye karl!" he walks towards you on the couch. “hey babe, are you ok?” he asked. “yeah i’m ok, what’s wrong with you.” he pouted, “come onn, say it.” “say what?” you teased. “now you’re just being mean.” he cried out. “i’m not being mean, you’re just being stupid.” “EXCUSE ME, WE ARE BREAKING UP.” “ok, i have no problem with that.” “ok then, i’m taking your air bison.” “ok, ok, i love you too, just don’t take them away, they’re my baby.” “aren’t i your baby?” “nah this beautiful bison is :)”

Quackity

"hey babe, can you help me with this pasta?" "yeah sure, i'm practically Gordon Ramsey at this point." "oh shut up." "yeah yeah." "but thanks babe, love you!" "yeah."

"NOOOO, WHYYY!" he yelled up into the ceiling. "woah buddy, what's up with you?" you feigned ignorance as you went towards the fridge to get something to drink. "YOU ARE BREAKING MY HEART, STOP IT!" "why the fuck are you yelling?" you glared at him, your ears being blasted with unnecessary noise. "SAY IT BACK." he put the back of his hand onto his forehead, and pretended to faint, therefore landing him on the cold wooden floor. you laughed at him, not caring if he even genuinely hurt himself. "babe, calm down, it's just a stupid word." he got into a sit-up position, and placed his hand that was previously on his forehead onto his chest. "a stupid word you say, what if i was to say that you were stupid?" "well then, i would beat you the fuck up." he did a suprised pikachu face, and then got up onto his feet, "well then, i would lock you out of our room." you walked closer to him, "well if you did that, i would make you sleep outside for the whole week." "oh really?" he smirked. "oh yes really." you smiled back.

[gunmetal-ring]

11x08 notes

Cya l8r generic reaper bait

Nice teamwork Maggie and negan!

Storm is sad. Nice that we got a single frame of Carol I guess

Pope v Leah... uh oh

Nadia seems displeased that Connie is going w Carol and I feel like she'd still be displeased but not as much if she were going with aaron

Is anyone going with Aaron?! Or is everyone on wall duty lol

Something about Daryl in this lighting is like so ungodly hot like what is it

Yeah like.... they have mines and guns and grenades and shit like I know plot armor will get them thru but jeez

Aw judith is so fuckin cute I feel so bad for her like I know Danai had to leave but damn poor baby girl. Why is the window totally open?!

Lol Daryl shooting the shit with his coworker at the water cooler.... and then murdering him hahahahahhahahahaha. Tbh I'm surprised that Daryl was trusted enough to just go wandering off.

Alright who just got hit? Negan or Elijah? My money's on Elijah but I wish it was negan. You know they all seem like fully unconcerned with the fact that there's like fifty zombies ambling towards them and yeah OK the mines are killing some but the noise will bring others right?

As annoyed as I am at lack of caryl I'm glad rosita is getting screentime bc she's a badass. Also a little surprised nobody was like "No you can't go augh" "but I have to do this" Whatever back and forth bullshit ... wait omfg what if she got bit and we didn't see?!

OK hwacha is a good idea and like ancient Sparta style battle implements and it makes me wonder why team family didn't think of it during the whisperer war

The thing is I'm sure he was actually honest with her during the conversation for the first time ever. WHOA THERE IT IS again though I rly don't see any indication that he still has feelings for her. Like it's all just a desire to save her from herself/the baddies and protect his family

Leah's reaction is underwhelming....? Honestly can't tell if I'm supposed to read into it or if she's just not acting great but I feel like she's been a pretty good actress otherwise so idk

God I love Maggie really and truly wow. Such a badass

Yup I mean even without the spoilers it seemed like every moment of this scene was building to her killing pope. WOW WHAT OMFG HOLY FUCK I DIDNT SEE THAT COMING OMFG SHE BETRAYED DARYL WOW WOW WOW DID NOT EXPECT THAT RIGHT NOW. Her last mercy is not killing him where he stands and that's it. Also the Reapers rly seem like unconcerned about the walkers pouring in thru the gates lol Kang where is the sense of urgency

Awww judith the protector. Nice to remember Lydia is still on the show hahaha. Why is Gracie in the basement? Oh dear. Why didn't anyone grab coco BEFORE heading upstairs?!

Damm this is rly not looking good Oh no. Walkers in the house. I will say Kang is killing it with mini horror movies lol

Don't the Reapers still have guns?! How are they not just shooting everyone?! Where is the sense of urgency?! Oh mkay they're finally taking it seriously

If negan doesn't sacrifice himself for Maggie I will lose my mind

OK credits seems about right

Overall, good episode. Irritated that this is the cliffhanger bc 11x01 and 11x02 could have imo been combined. Although I feel like it's too early for Commonwealth to meet team family. Idk 24 episodes I think is plot wise maybe too long? Like maybe 20 episodes would have been better but idk if there's any further major plot points besides what I'm assuming are finish the Reapers, accept Alexandria is over/enter Commonwealth, usurp madam Commonwealth and shitty jagoff kid, and live happily ever after. Idk. Rambling at this point. Gr8 episode just a little late in the game imo