#my heart cant take this anymore they’re everything

[parthenosvenus]

thinking about this addition to ch. 133 in the revised version and how behind the hilarious pei ming bullying moment, it’s another instance of hua cheng being different.

pei ming is under the impression that hua cheng is somewhat underestimating xie lian (thereby offending the Martial God category as a whole) but that isn’t it. at all.

this is mxtx telling us again that, unlike everyone else, hua cheng sees xie lian as a person, indifferent to his godhood. hua cheng knows xie lian is strong and unstoppable, but he knows he’s got a mortal body that might not drop dead but will feel exhaustion and pain and diziness, something nobody else ever considers or cares about

[hughiecampbelle]

The Boys Preference: Lashing Out And Regretting It

Requested: heyya! love how you write the boys characters you got them so well just like how they are on the show. if its okay and if its a good idea, may i request an imagine with the boys and homelander and their reaction after they and reader got into an argument, getting to the point where they told reader some hurtful things and told reader to leave because they dont need reader or reader is nothing to them/is useless. they just say this because they’re angry but reader takes their word to heart and did just as they said. now they cant find reader or finding it hard to locate reader. could be platonic or familial. thank you! - anon

A/N: Screaming I love this!!! I live for the angst!!! I'm so sorry I've been so slow with requests my loves! I hope you can understand! Feedback is always appreciated! 💜💜💜

Requests are open! 🔮

Butcher embarrassed you in front of everyone. Yelling and screaming, calling you useless, all because Samer got away. You were a little too occupied with Kimiko and Frenchie to realize, opting to save your friend than chase after him. Both Kimiko and Frenchie were eager to come to your aid, but he shut them down. He got in your face and he humiliated you, said the team was better off without you. You left without a word, ignoring your friends who begged you to stay. You left your phone behind, knowing they'd call and text, apologizing for him. You were good at your job, the best even. You and Butcher have worked together a long time. This was your first mistake in a long time and he couldn't let it go. You were done. You packed a bag and disappeared. When they realized they couldn't reach you, they split up, looking at your apartment and usual hang outs. No one had seen you. Suddenly Butcher can feel his heart in his stomach. Regret spread through his chest. Everyone was pissed at him, but no one was angrier at him. He never should have done what he did. Now you were gone. Who knows when you'd show up again?

Hughie regrets it immediately. He said what he said because he was angry, and stupid, and awful. You left the night of the Tek Knight party. You were a Supe, a powerful one, but for whatever reasons, your abilities weren't what they used to be. You argued with him, saying he shouldn't go in alone. It came out before he realized, before he could take it back. Right now, he was more powerful than you were. What right did you have telling him what to do when you couldn't do your single job? The look on your face, the horror and hurt, it made him sick to his stomach. He tried to apologize, to explain, but you were done. You threw your hands up, wishing Hughie and the rest a safe mission, but you were done. M.M. assured him it was better to go through with it than run after you, so he did, but the whole time he's thinking about you. He doesn't find you at the office or apartment. You disappeared. They tried to track you, find you, but they hit wall after wall. You'd show up again, they all told him, you just needed time. He'd never felt so guilty in his life.

Annie didn't think you were trying hard enough. It didn't seem like you cared anymore. Not about the team, or taking down Homelander. You seemed like you were just going through the motions. She meant to just talk with you, but things escalated pretty quickly. As soon as she said the words, she knew she was in the wrong. You were becoming a liability to everyone involved. If you were done, burned out, then just say that. Leave. But if you wanted to be a part of this team, if you really cared, you'd stop being so useless. Truth was, you were tired. You were tired of everything. There was no name calling or fighting back. You didn't have it in you. You got up and you walked out, pushing past Butcher and the rest who were just walking in. Annie goes to follow you, but you just pick up your pace. She calls and texts, but you never answer. Everyone says to give you your space, but she can't let it go. She shows up at your place which is completely empty. It fills her with so much shame. She apologizes profusely, asking you to come back, but she never gets a response.

M.M. is reactive and angry and he knows what he's done is wrong immediately after. He's been in charge of this team and so far all you've been is negative. You've lost your faith in the team. He understands, he gets it, but for the sake of everyone involved, he needs you to look on the bright side. If there isn't one, he needs you to make one. He ends up blowing up at you while you're waiting for Hughie as Webweaver. You tell him, Annie, and Kimiko that you have a bad feeling about this, a terrible feeling, but it was too late to do anything. Hughie was already inside. He knows now is not the time nor place, but he loses it. If you can't have faith in the mission, in your teammates, then you shouldn't be here at all. Your attitude problems only hurt morality and it was worse than useless, it was dangerous. Annie and Kimiko try to de-escalate the situation, but you've made up your mind: you're done. You leave without a second thought, wishing them a safe mission. Because they're all occupied, no one can really do anything about it. After his panic attack, Marvin sees just how right you were, but when he calls it goes right to voicemail. When it seems like you disappeared, he does everything he can to track you down. You don't want to be found, though.

Frenchie fights with you after Samer gets away. It was the three of you that were in charge of him and you let him get away. You didn't have any fight left in you. It was your fault. He must've been working on the cuffs for weeks. You trusted him and you let Kimiko get hurt. You know that's the reason he's so upset: because he had to cut off her leg to save her. She could have died. You know what she means to him. And yet, he goes a little overboard. Everyone thinks so, yelling at him to stop when he's gone too far. You were useless. You let Samer get away, you let Kimiko get hurt, you failed at every single job you were given. He can see the look of hurt on your face and finally stops, the room left in a heavy silence. You grab your coat and you leave. There was no use in fighting with him, he was right. Annie and Hughie called after you, pleading with you to stay, but you waved them off, storming out. When they don't hear from you, they all start to worry. You sent a single text to Frenchie before turning off your phone. Tell Kimiko I'm sorry. Feeling guilty, he goes to your place. You're not there though, and neither are your immediate belongings: wallet, keys, phone, some clothes. He has to do something to fix this, to make things okay.

Kimiko is really hurt you turned yourself in alongside Frenchie. The guilt was eating you alive, all the things you've ever done. It was horrible. It was unforgivable. When you come back alongside Butcher, who insists you and Frenchie can replicate the virus, you can't stand to look at her. She wants to talk with you, to ask you why, and eventually, when you get a little alone time, she does. Of course she would understand, your upbringings were cruel, brutal, and it lead you down this road, but you couldn't move on. You couldn't forgive yourself. Kimiko was pissed. Did you really think it was that easy? Did you really think you were the only one eaten alive by guilt and shame and self-hatred? She was signing at you furiously, as close to yelling as she could get. You were so smart, so intelligent, and yet you were wasting your talents wanting to rot away in prison! If you were going to throw your talents away and hurt the team and hurt her and become a useless nobody, then what was stopping you? Certainly not her, not any of your friends. You don't have it in you to fight back. You don't have anything left in you, not anymore. She tries to get your attention when you leave, but you don't look back. When none of them hear from you, Kimiko begs The Boys to do everything they can to find you. Please, she has to make things right.

Bonus! Homelander cuts people out of life left and right. Still, you never thought he would turn on you. And yet, when you don't know who the snitch is, when you're not closer to pinpointing the culprit, he loses it. His eyes even heat up, though he catches himself, calming himself down. Firecracker interrupts his yelling, foolishly, but in the end it saves you from hearing anymore about how pathetic, useless, stupid you are. That you don't deserve to be a part of The Seven, you don't deserve to be a Supe at all. He goes off with her, believing it was Webweaver all along. You don't know how much time you have, but you know, in order to avoid his wrath, you have to leave right away. Get some space between you so that he can cool off, if he ever does. You took it as a pretty clear way of saying that you were out, you lost his trust. You weren't a friend anymore, you weren't anything anymore. Firecracker had saved the day. Again. When he comes back, covered in blood and no closer to finding the narc than he was before, he goes looking for you. He searches the entire city, but you've disappeared completely. Vanished.

[martiniblues]

what a feeling ; 이민형

pairing idol!mark x female!reader

synopsis it’s not easy keeping your relationship with your idol boyfriend a secret, especially when he’s halfway across the country and would do anything to hop on a plane and get you in an instant. but little does he know that you’ve already beat him to that idea.

genre established relationship, a teeny tiny bit of angst, reader uses she!her pronouns and is described in a feminine way, so so so much fluff, mutual comfort, slightly suggestive.

wc 1.6k

song : what a feeling by one direction

mark: i would do anything in this world to be w you baby :(((

you: i knowwww but these next few weeks will go by so quick!!! we will be back together in no time<33

you quickly turned off your phone and adjusted your outfit for the hundredth time in the bathroom mirror. “i feel like i’m going to puke out my breakfast!” you leaned your back against the sink, facing one of mark’s staff members you had grown to befriend over your time as being mark’s girlfriend.

“it’s going to be fine. i promise you, he’s been doing nothing but talking about how much he misses you and begs his manager every chance he gets to let him fly out to you.” the words made you drop your head to avoid anyone seeing your flushed cheeks.

you and mark had been dating for awhile now, but it was your first time flying out to see him and see him perform outside of your home city.

what if he doesn’t want to see you?

what if he’s too stressed to see you?

“what if-“ you’re quickly cut off with multiple dings chiming from your friend’s phone. she quickly read the notifications and grabbed your arm.

“okay, they’re almost done running this last set, and then they’ll be back here.” she quickly drags you out of the hallway bathroom and into a new room.

a big white table sat against the wall with various foods, makeup, hair tools, and pieces of clothing scattered about. you noticed an oversized black and gray stripped hoodie that belonged to none other than your boyfriend. resisting the urge to grab it to warm your cold body, you hid behind the big white door, listening for any sound of the boys.

your heart began to race once you heard the hoots and hollers from the very familiar voices of mark’s members. talks of dinner and after-rehearsal plans hung in the air with no notice of mark’s voice.

the guys had already been informed of your plan, so when they greeted you with small hugs and smiles, you shouldn’t have been shocked. but there was no sign of your boyfriend anywhere among the eight men in front of you.

reading the puzzled look on your face, johnny answered, “he’s still working on his solo stage. the dumbass insisted he do it again, even though it’s perfect."

“if only he knew she was back here… man, he would forget all about being a perfectionist then.” yuta laughed as he joined johnny next to you.

“can you take me to him? i cant deal with the wait anymore.” you pouted, leaning against the wall, as you felt the wave of clattering butterflies begin to build in your stomach.

without a word, the two boys led you to the side of the stage where you could see mark sitting in a black chair, mic in hand, and body slouched back as he rapped smoothly.

it took everything in you to not run across the stage and pounce on him that instant, but something about the words coming out of his mouth and the vibe he carried in his subtle but sharp moves made you become entranced by him, as he always did to you.

“okay that was good, mark. we can rehearse more tomorrow!” a deep voice came over the speakers as the song stopped, leaving mark exhausted against his chair. your heart broke into a million little pieces, seeing the evident distress and exhaustion stitched in his figure.

“i think it looked perfect.” your mouth moved before your brain, not able to resist your boyfriend anymore. his head quickly snapped to your figure, which emerged into the stage lights only a few feet away from him.

“oh my god…” his voice came out quickly as his face pulled into an expression nothing less than shock, shooting up from his chair and bolting his body to yours.

his body slammed into yours before picking you up and spinning you around as his hands gripped onto you for dear life. “oh my fucking god” he let out again into your neck as you giggled and weaved your hands into his sweaty, messy hair.

“surpise!” you smiled so hard that you felt like your face might get stuck as you pulled back to look at mark, only to find him with the same expression.

“h-how… what? when did-“ his stuttering was quickly cut off by your lips on his. he slowly let your feet touch the ground and arched your body slightly as the kiss deepened quickly due to all the pent-up feelings the two of you shared for each other.

you couldn’t help your smile, teeth clanking slightly, before you pulled back to look at mark once again. “i couldn’t do the distance anymore. i had to see you.” your breathing came out ragged due to mark practically taking your breath away.

“you have no idea how close i was to flying out to you, baby” he said, swaying your bodies slightly, forgetting about the fact that you two were in the middle of a giant stage and had many people observing you.

“beat you to it though,” you sassed before a small ‘whatever’ left your boyfriend’s lips right as his fell onto yours again.

“this is so cute and everything, but can we please go eat?" haechan whined from one of the wings. the words made you two pull back in giggles, lacing your fingers together before following the guys off the stage.

“see you two lovebirds later!” johnny waved while you and mark got out of his car. “and be safe!” haechan added quickly. before mark was able to slap him for his suggestive comment, the brunette locked his passenger side door swiftly.

after the last few goodbyes, you and mark made way to his airbnb he rented for this multi-day show.

“i can't believe this,” you breathed, swinging your joined hands enthusiastically. “believe what?” 

mark turned his body, quickly switching his hands so that he was still interlocked with you, but was now walking backwards facing you. a dopey smirk grew on his lips as you visibly reddened.

“this. us being here together finally.” you pulled him closer by his forearm, stopping the two of you directly in front of his door. not even reaching for his key, mark leaned down and kissed your lips for the thousandth time that night, but this one held a much greater weight than the rest.

his free hand perched itself on your lower back, warming the cool, exposed skin between your top and jeans. no matter how many times you and mark kissed (and maybe it was the prolonged distance causing this effect), this felt like the very first time.

chills blooming through every pore, heat taking over your body, brain melting into a mark-shaped puddle. he took over every sense, and you did the same to him.

“i love you so fucking much. i don’t think i can take this distance anymore.” he pulled back, lacking breath from your lips moving feverishly with his.

you two stood for a few heavy seconds, just staring at each other. if it weren’t for the dim light perched by the door, you wouldn’t have noticed the way mark’s eyes glossed over and how his lips pulled together into a straight line.

“i don’t think i can either.” you choked out, reaching for him again and pulling his body flush with yours. your hand raked itself in his hair, and the other wrapped its way around his broad shoulders. soft sniffles filled the now silent night, aside from the crickets chirping in the grass.

“i love you too.” you wiped his tears running down his soft cheeks and kissed them quickly before deciding to head inside.

the events following were slow and thoughtful. even if you both didn’t want to face the distance again, you knew it was inevitable.

you and mark were entangled in his bed. his head rested on your chest as he drew random swirls on your forearm while your other arm fell beneath his head. hand scratching his scalp repeatedly.

“i’ve never had this feeling before.” mark spoke into the silence. you moved your hand to tilt his head up level with yours. “what feeling?” you asked, assuming he was on the verge of falling asleep.

“just being beside you right now, holding you in my arms. it has me on fire. i’ve never felt this way about someone before."his eyes searched your face in a way that made you want to duck under the covers, but with his body practically on top of yours, that became undoable.

“me too. you make me feel things i didn’t even know were possible.” your words came out softly, embarrassed to be so vulnerable. "well, you could just say i’m amazing in bed but… i’ll take the more poetic version i guess.” you pushed his head away from you in annoyance at his dirty words.

“not like that, you freak!” the both of you giggled. mark pulled his body up to trap you beneath his arms. before you could even recover, he began littering your face with kisses.

“what a feeling!” he pulled away with a big smile on his face, teeth and all. it made you want to squeeze his cheeks from the sweetness of it all, but you resisted the urge.

“what a feeling!” you echoed, a smile pulling its way on your face in the same fashion as mark’s.

a few more kisses and loving gestures were exchanged before you two eventually fell asleep. consumed with this indescribable feeling rushing through your body, making you fall more and more in love.

if that was even possible.

© martiniblues | do not copy or translate my work!

note: 1D x nctdream is TOO GOOD. i’m seriously debating on making this a little series w the dreamies (let me know what songs you think of with what member!!!) anyway, love you lots and please leave a like or reblog if you enjoyed!!

[bloodyselfshipping]

I love your Hetalia main eight headcanons, how would they be with an British s/o? Cuz I personally believe that with France and America would be funny ^____^

(Hetalia Main 8 x Reader) British S/O!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N it isnt as funny as you probably expected (i cant help but be sappy) but i hope u like it <3 ALSO two requests already?!?!?! im loisng my mind over here keep em comin

This is also hysterical to him. Like, he’s always had so many issues with the British and now he’s in LOVE with a British person?! What reality is this?!

Because your native language is English like his, he’ll completely forget that the UK is not like the US.

“What do you mean you’ve never had Snickers salad?! Everyone has!”

“Hold on… what did you just say I need to get?... a “bog roll”? Wh- are you kidding me? You’re making that one up.”

Probably a little bitch about it not going to lie. He respects where you come from, but he’s probably gonna insist on things being more American than British.

Alfred has been to the UK many times, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t gonna be very whiney about it. Except when it comes to your family, who he LOVES. Seriously, he would be so great with your relatives.

Obviously, as a British person himself, this is not out of the ordinary at all. Most likely his S/O would be British, I can’t see him having much of a thing for foreigners anymore.

But he is very happy that he doesn’t have to simplify how he talks, god forbid learn another language.

He appreciates having a S/O that he doesn’t have to explain anything about his country to. He can go on living his life the same way (which is so frustratingly important to him) and you’ll have no problem.

It’s always comforting to him knowing his S/O lives in his country, it removes so much pressure off his shoulders.

Oh boy, oh lord, what is Arthur going to say! Having to put all of his constant British-specific insults aside because now his S/O is what he’s always hated!

“Those rostbif l'idiotes, they’re d- oh, my apologies. I- uh… that doesn’t include you, my love.”

He’s definitely gonna insist you learn French. He says it’s because he wants to distance you from Arthur, but really he just thinks your accent is so cute-

Francis knows a lot about British culture, so you probably won’t have to explain anything to him. But he’s definitely gonna try to immerse you in his own culture, no pressure of course.

It’s really a surprise to him how little your nationality bothers him. I guess love can always change a man’s heart <3

Depending on the time period, Yao’s reaction would vary. Nowadays, he doesn’t really care that much. But if it was any earlier, he would be so ashamed of himself!

He’d try to teach you Mandarin, but that wouldn’t last long. His version of Mandarin is a mess of like 50 dead dialects, and he would get real annoyed when you mess it up, sorry /:

Yao has had to deal with foreigners so much nowadays, he doesn’t care much to learn about your country or teach you about his. He’ll assume you already know about his culture.

He doesn’t like traveling, but he’ll always make an exception for you and your family <3 Just… be aware he’s gonna try to get you to move to China constantly.

Ivan would quite like this arrangement actually! He’s always had an admiration for the UK, plus now he has something to bother Arthur with-

He wouldn’t care much about the language thing (he might even try stopping you from learning Russian,) but if you make fun of his bad English he would take it so personally ):

He wants you to take him on tours around where you’ve lived in the UK!!! Tell him everything!!! No one usually wants him to visit their country, so he’s very excited to come home with you!

Fully embraces your multi-cultural little family unit!

Frankly, I don’t think Feliciano would have much of a reaction. Him and Arthur are not close, but he’s never had any real animosity for the country. He loves foreigners, where exactly you’re from doesn’t make much difference!

Loves speaking to you in Italian! He thinks your confused and flushed face is just the cutest.

As much as he likes hearing about your country, he is way more excited to show you the sights and sounds of his own.

Gives you a lot of homemade cultural foods but forgets you’re British and makes them way too … seasoned.

You may be from across the continent, but you’ll always be his persona amata.

Despite Ludwig’s general annoyance towards British politics, he actually quite likes that his S/O is British! He finds a lot to enjoy about the culture.

Will insist that you teach him about growing up in the UK. He just finds it fascinating!

German and English are relatively similar languages, so he’ll suggest you learn at least a little. But he’s not gonna push you on it, your accent is terrible anyway.

You guys probably live and eat very similarly, since Ludwig has adapted very quickly to globalization. Very convenient for you, very annoying for Gilbert.

Overall, this would be a great relationship. Ludwig would be very casual about you being British (cough cough, Alfred)

Generally, Kiku finds most Europeans quite annoying to deal with, but he’ll always make an exception for you <3

Considering how Arthur reacted to Japanese, he’s not even gonna try to get you to learn. He’ll teach you if you ask nicely, but only then.

He’s not very into teaching you about Japan, more casually explains cultural things as they come up.

He would love to go back to the UK with you! He’s very touristy, and would love if you are too.

Kiku is always willing to set aside any bias or personal history aside for you <3

[mamazsposts]

cool!! i’d love to req something w mammon and the mc, where soon after mc arrives in the devildom they’re stressed and rergess

this is my first try at writing for age regression so i'm really sorry if its not the best. thank you for requesting. i hope you like it <;3

word count: 761

summery: after a very stressful move MC cant hold back regressing. everything's fine until they remember Mammon doesn´t know how to knock

Stressful move 

Mammon x little!MC

The day MC got sent to devildom had already been a hard day for them, they were already struggling not to regress until they got home, but that never happened. They were sent to devildom before they got a chance to fully relax and the need to regress take over They only had one of their little things in their bag when it happened.

 It's been almost 7 days since MC arrived in devildom, 10 days since they've regressed. MC is hiding in their room still trying to process things. First: the new surroundings. Second: the new people….well  demons  and third not feeling safe enough to be their little self. 

With all the loud noises the brothers keep making, the stress of the new school, Mammon always yelling about something, it's all just too much for MC. They can't fight it anymore and start to regress. 

For the first thirty minutes MC was little. It was great, they had their paci they had in their bag before getting to devildom in their mouth. Laying on their stomach on the floor watching cartoons on their D.D.D happily. 

However MC was startled by their bedroom door slamming open and the avatar of greed rubbing the bridge of his nose in frustration “Oi! Human lucifer told me to come get you for din-” he pauses for a minute looking at you wide eyed. The room is silent besides the sound of the cartoons coming from MC’s D.D.D as they stared at each other not moving. 

Being little MC couldn't help but tear up and crawl under their bed as fast as they could out of embarrassment. Mammon just stood there not knowing what to do. Why did MC have a paci in their mouth? Why were they watching cartoons? And why were they not wearing pants? He had so many questions. 

He scratches the back of head and walks over to the bed MC had just disappeared under. “M-MC?” he asks. He hears a small whimper and frowns. He'll never admit it but he's grown to like MC so hearing her softly crying while hiding from him hurts his feelings “oi MC don't hide from the great Mammon” he says loudly while pulling up the blankets to look under their bed. 

MC is curled up on their side, legs tucked to their chest, eyes shut tight,with tears sliding down their cheeks. Don't tell anyone but it breaks Mammons heart. He slowly and carefully reaches a hand out to MC, when they flinch he talks to them softly “it's okay human. The great Mammon is here now” the way he talks is in a tone MC has never heard form the greedy demon. 

They slowly turn to look at him. When mammon gets a good look at their face, the young and innocent look on it, he remembered something satan talked about once from his books. Isn't it something where people revert back to a young age? He thought to himself. Age something? He things about it for another moment before remembering 

“Do you age regress MC?” he asks nervously not wanting to offend them. When they nod slowly while looking at him he yells excitedly 

“THE GREAT MAMMON IS A GENIUS!!¨ causing MC to flinch away and let out a sob at the loud noise. “Um sorry” he says, not really knowing what to do. Mammon just sits there for a while just looking at MC. suddenly MC crawls out and sits in front of him mumbling a quiet “sorry” 

“Why are you sorry? Did you steal some of my grimm?” he asks only half jokingly, narrowing his eyes at them causing them to giggle at him “hey! Don't laugh at the great Mammon!” he says, making MC giggle more. Mammon stands up and walks towards the door until he hears “NO!” and someone pulling on his leg “stay peas” MC says looking up at him pleadingly. 

“Does the human not need dinner?” he asks calmly, looking down at the human on the floor. “No m´not hungry” MC says around their paci. Mammon holds out his hand for the little human, which they grab and stand up. MC starts pulling Mammon to their bed, pulling up their cartoons again “you want me to watch cartoons with you?” the demon asks, confused. “Yea watch toons” MC says hitting play. Mammon sighs and says “okay but you owe the great mammon dinner and an explanation” he says  

“Don't thi-think this means i-i care for you okay?” he stutters 

[localgardenweed]

sorry if this has been asked before but what are some of your favorite ships? and why?

PRUPAN PRUPAN PRUPAN!!!! They are my icons. They are my everything

Not only cause like I wish everyday i die and come back as even a sliver of Prussia and Japan is my favorite character and it’s basically just the perfect opposites attract but also the same attract lemme explain

Prussia on the outside is this loud brash egotistical shit but really he’s truly a deep old soul who’s really just a really chill guy. In my mind he plays up the “I AM AWESOME!!” As a front so people never think of him as a weakling and fear him even though he kinda looks like a idiot, it’s better than being remembered as a nobody. When with Japan, he doesn’t need to be so on edge and put up this front. He relaxes, he’s calm, he’s real!! He doesn't feel judged or needs to play a part he can just relax and not worry about proving a point.

Japan tries his best to understand the world around him, his new found interest in the people around him and their lives. He desperately wants to connect better with people, he’s like a curious child when it comes to this. He’s still very much a old soul and can be a cranky old man, and he’s finally comfortable with showing that! He can het sassy and sarcastic with Prussia, not having to hold his tongue. He can be real and raw and not refrain from speaking cause Prussia loves to hear him talk!!

Also like the way i fell to my knees and cried inside learning they hang out and Japan used -kun instead of -san like with everyone else showing their friendship. Also the episode where Prussia got him the Christmas tree is my crack like YESSS NOW YOU CAN SEE IT YESSSS TAKE IT TAKE MY FOOD AND EAT IT. I wanna see more of their deep friendship that hima just like never touched on but confirmed like WHAT NO SHOW US SHOW UP THIS FRIENDSHIP GOD DAMNIT!!!

In conclusion, they are the same guy but like swapped and like perfect puzzle pieces put together. They are in love and my one true pairing

Other favs include FrUK cause rivals/enemies to/and lovers is my literal drug, its a on going trend with me blame Sonadow it started it. GerIta is also a main, i know these are “basic” and safe ships so far but shut up they’re cute they make my heart melt. Especially the dynamic where Italy is a little shit and Germany is just a awkward yet stern guy like yes…good…good meal. Romerica was my crack for a little while, not super into it anymore but i still like it. Ameripan is also good chef kiss. RusAme my lover my dear sweet lover, my darling my sweetheart. They are just like UGHH CHOKING THEM BUT LOVINGLY. Their dynamic is so fun and silly i cant quite explain it. I do kinda giggle when people make it super serious cause in my mind they are so unseriously serious. GiriPan was my first main Japan ship, not super hardcore into it anymore since i met my one true love PruPan but holds a place in my heart i still eat it.

I mostly eat just about any ship besides like the incest/pedo debate pool. Ok thing though is I cannot for the life of me cannot decide if i like Spamano or not though cause like, i don’t think they’re family imma tell you that they never seemed like that to me but like, the age thing. It just rubs me the wrong way. I might dive into ships i feel iffy but thats a issue for another day

Sorry this took a while to answer was brain melty and like only had the energy to finish at like midnight when i have to go to work in less than 12 hours so ya know

[celestialomnipotence]

Hi, I was wonder if I can make a request for a oneshot or hc idea on security breach.

I was an idea of reader being an animatronic kind of like mangle on how they were a pull apart and put back together toy for young children, with their attraction being near the daycare.

Name ideas could be like "{reader}'s Friends and Play!", or {reader}'s dress up station". Something with a play on words with dressing up or play.

Because they are like one of those take apart and put back together toys were you could swap certain parts of the toy like hair, clothes, accessories, etc. And kids would come to the readers play area of have fun changing the design of the reader. It's being marked twords younger kid key it being by the Daycare.

But we all know kid could be a little to forceful or rough with reader, leading them to break and having to go to part and serves/maintenance almost everyday to get fixed. But since it cost money and time to fix reader, the Pizzaplex just desided it would be better to just discontinue reader and close off there area under the pretense of repairs.

But reader area never opened back up. And like the Glamrock + the Daycare Attendant just gradually forgot about reader. Than one day one of them just stumbled apon readers area and it just like closed off, with the inside being really dusty with tarp covering everything. Everything but reader who's slouched in a corner, broken looking like mangle with different part of her body making up her body in placed they shouldn't be.

It just feel like it would be hella angsty and a good oneshot for some angst and burn.

Get back to me as soon as you can, thank you for reading this^^

Pull apart-Put together Animatronic Reader pt 1

>Oneshot<

Kyo- Took me a long time to get to this but im finally doing this one! This will be multiple parts since im editing a post and cant draft it

So some details about Reader and a small synopsis

Reader is NB (I do not write for women, i apologize)! Just to make things simple and inclusive. As for readers appearance, they’re actually an advanced endoskeleton that can have part placed on to turn into many kids of animals with a few references to other animatronics! Not only that, but hair, accessories and clothes can be picked out!

Sadly the kids started cracking and destroying the parts and workers, not wishing to deal with these issues anymore, closed off the area and lied to everyone else… Until someone found reader.

Pick Apart my Heart

Late at night once again, Moon was out of the daycare again. He had the tendency to be out and explore but tonight was a bit different. There was an abandoned section near the daycare that appeared to be wiped from his database.

It seemed like an odd assumption but they once forgot to wipe him and Suns memory once before about a boarded off section. Surely it was the same this time.

Moon didnt need to destroy anything to sneak in as he crawled through some cracks in the boarded up door.

The room its self was big and… Similar to the daycare except covered in a thick layer of dust. Similar to Roxys make-up station, there were rows of dusty and tattered clothes, animatronic parts, hairs, accessories and…

Moon then noticed you, curled up in the corner. An odd sight, either you were shut off or havent moved in ages. A thick layer of dust covered your endoskeleton. Moon slowly approach but the click of his parts gave away his movements. Thats when he noticed the lights turn on in your eyes. Your… mismatched colored eyes?

…

Of course you hadnt been shut off but, you had personally shut of your optic circuits to fake a sleeping like state. Although since your heard noises, you turned them back on.

Looking up, you noticed… Moon. Hope bubbled up inside you before you spoke up. “Oh, its you, I never expected any of you guys to come in here.”

Moon looked… confused, as confused as he could look, before speaking himself. “How do you know us?”

It then seemed to hit you. Either their memories of you were wiped or blocked. One way or another you had to figure out if Moon and Suns are blocked. Surely theirs arent as their circuitry are more complicated than the other.

“I was an old put together animatronic here. Y/Ns Put-Together Play-Together. I dont have any of my parts on though, im too broken to do that anymore.” You caught yourself mumbling the last part as.. Your blob of parts shifted into what could only be assumed as you… In a state between sitting and standing.

Your neck was broken along with a leg where your arm should be and an arm where your leg should be. Although the leg you had in the correct spot was twisted backwards…. Along with a black cat tail similar to how Montys bends lodged where the tails attach.

Moon seemed to examine it all before finally responding to you. “Y/N… You sound and seem familiar. How are you functional?”

“My circuits and wires were built to bend and put in places kids couldnt take apart… My neck was broken by a teenager though, a dare by their peers and the reason I was put away.”

Moon seemed to think or.. Maybe even process what you said as you… Crawled towards him.

“We were friends before Moon. Surely you would be able to remember me? I was friends with… Well everyone here!- Theres no way all of you dont remember-“

You felt panic sink in now… What if everyone elses memory was wiped and everything you had was lost??

Moon then spoke again. “Look I dont remember you. Were closed tomorrow and I cleared a path so… Talk to someone else. Maybe Sun when the lights are on.”

It then hit you… Moon was always slightly harsh and straight forward… Maybe you could trick him into the daycare and force the lights on… Or maybe find someone else…

Moon seemed to back off to where he entered from. “Im going to head back to what I was doing, your exits here.”

As he left, you began debating your choices.

Trick Moon to turn into Sun and regain their memories or…

Find someone else. Either Monty or Music man are your next best chances.

Kyo- Make your choice for part two! Theres a week on the poll and I have each path planned. What do you think is best? Or do you just wanna see your favorite? (Yes! I will get to everyone else too just bear with me)

[peachesofteal]

Hi I just came in here to present my hospital bills cause you continuous make my heart stop and ache with Dead Disco and its au's angst (affectionate) and it's so good that I literally drop everything just to read the new installments of the au's i think im addicted

i dont think my heart can take anymore angst but it's so delicious and i cant stop reading them, and we're well fed with all these anon's 😭 you all know who you are, commere so i can shake your hands

i hope youre taking good care of yourself and can feel the great appreciation we have for your stories and whatever you brain and fingers sprinkle out, even if you do break my heart into little tiny pieces and toss the remains into the dirt like fertilizer :D (no really, im so serious, your writing is so good, an inspirational icon no doubt omg)

Ahh thank you so much for reading! I treasure your support, comments like this warm my heart. I’m so glad you like these crazy little stories, they’re so fun to write and I’ve loved writing all these drabbles and interacting with everyone through them! It’s been a good time, and I’m so flattered you like it!

🩵

[dooplissss]

i would like to know about the ocs 🫴🏽

bless you

ok I have way more than just these but these are the current standouts, maybe I’ll do a part 2 tomorrow bc i cant stop talking about my silly little guys

Emmett & Marasmus: Newest oc for dnd, pact of the undead warlock. Emmett was just living his life til he ate the wrong mushroom for dinner and it revealed itself to be a god named Marasmus that wants people to praise it, so it took over poor Emmett’s body and puppeted him around, turning his hometown into a cult. Emmett broke out of his stupor and escaped after nearly feeding a spore to his brother and he’s been running ever since, his body slowly being eaten by the monster that inhabits him. Also they bicker constantly, real Beacon and Duck Newton vibes.

Emmett is truly just some guy who doesn’t deserve to have this wannabe god parasite stuck to him but that’s how these things go. He’s so sweet and ofc he loves his family bc I’m predictable and make that a trait for nearly all my ocs. I tend to avoid family drama or at least do it in a different way than most people, in that I prefer my characters to be striving to get back home or avoiding going home because they feel they don’t deserve to be a part of their family anymore, but always always always they are loved despite everything bad they’ve done/think they’ve done. I really hope the game goes long enough to see Emmett get to hug his brother again and forgive his mom for not being able to help him, he’s the only one of my ocs who’s been wronged by his family and even then its neither of their fault. God he needs a hug so bad

Salem & Erin: god this guy is so fun. Salem is a skellington who started as a rich brat that got peer pressured into a ritual that makes you immortal, 40 years later he had a heart attack, died for a second, and then started rotting alive. He spent decades alone in his big mansion haunting his own halls, bored out of his skull. Occasionally people would come thru, be terrified by him or try to kill him, but largely he was just left there. It took him years to work up the courage to enter his son’s room and reminisce about him; he was married a long time ago, but as soon as he floated the idea of having his spouse and child go through the ritual too they up and left him.

Eventually a realtor, Erin, comes to the house to sell it, and she’s the only person who isn’t scared of him. It’s the first conversation Salems had in years and they become friends, her daughter Olivia makes clothes for Salem to disguise his form and help him gain the courage to leave the house more and more. Salem lets more people into the house, especially artists he really loves art, and eventually lets people live there while he moves in with Erin and Olivia once he feels safe enough to live among people again.

Originally Erin and Salem were supposed to just be friends but ofc I started shipping them and ughhh they make me insane. They’re both divorcees and have talked at length about how they’ll never make that mistake again, but Salems been in love with Erin since the beginning. And he’s the least subtle person on the planet so ofc everyone knows, including Erin and she’s just patiently waiting for the day when Salem admits how they feel, however long it takes. I made Salem for dnd and his quest is basically to find a way to undo his immortality, but tbh every time he joins a campaign it dies soon after so I think I want to try making a comic or a series of vignettes or something for him anyway, especially since I’ve had a lot of time to think about plot hooks and stuff.

this is the only fic i have them but i really love it please clap

Tillian & Somlen: The OCs of All Time. I literally have a tattoo representing them, they mean so goddamn much to me its hard to put into words like they changed me as a person. Somlen isn’t my oc, he belongs to my dm, but the two are so tied together and influenced each other so much it all kinda blends together.

Tillian is a haunted one bard who grew up in the town of Winslow, a little prairie town that had something Wrong in the well that caused all the sounds to warp. The crops whispered, the blueberries gossiped, her mom echoed, her dad sang, her brother spoke backwards, and when Tillian herself spoke everyone would hear something different (I had a d100 list for what they would hear). After someone disappeared while doing recon inside the well, the town boarded it up and went their separate ways. When Tillian’s family went to stay with her aunt, she said hello to her cousin and instantly killed him with her voice.

She went to bard college to help get her voice back, and as the game started she was simply looking for answers to why this happened and what caused it. She meets with the group, starts adventuring, and one fight goes so bad she gets fully 3 failed death saves killed. Something picks her out of the river of death and brings her back to life, and that’s when she buys a haunted doll, a homebrew item from TAZ that takes that final death onto itself.

As the adventurers leave town, she feels her bag moving on to find oh fuck the doll is alive and its an asshole. The doll says his name is Somlen and he was cursed after he slept with the wrong person. Tillian HATES this guy at first but ah fuck, if she dies he’s going to die in her place so she has to be more careful. And as she talks to him more, she starts to warm up to him. He cheated on his girlfriend and he’s the perfect picture of the horny bard trope, but he wants to do better and become a better person.

Things happen, yadda yadda, Tillian finds out the location of the hag that cursed him and they kill her, taking the curse away but Somlen is still stuck in the doll body, they need powerful magic to get him polymorphed back to human. The group decides to go to a city but, as a lark, one of the npcs decides to try her luck to change him back and she rolls a goddamn nat 20. Somlen is human again and oh god he’s in his birthday suit. While Tillian is in total shock, the group gets him clothed, Somlen jokes around and plays it cool up until he gets back to Tillian, who just. Wordlessly takes her signature scarf, the one her dad knit for her, and wraps it around him and hugs him. And it hits them both like, they did it, he’s safe, and Somlen would do anything for her and vice versa.

They go into the city where they get a clue to visit the outskirts where Tillian’s aunts house is, except its old, like really really old, all that’s left is a hole down into the basement. And when they get in, Tillian can feel something trying to communicate with her, and she learns this place is over 2000 years old and so is she. That night, when she sleeps, she wakes up inside the well surrounded by hundreds of faces and she knows every single one of them. The thing that lives in the well tells her to bring her friends back for it, and that’s when it hits her: This thing, the Uvuuduam, has been sending her out every hundred years to go collect a group of adventurers and bring them back to feed them to this monster. It controlled her into tracking down every villager of Winslow and throwing them down into the well, including her mom and dad and brother. She is as much the thing haunting her home as this awful creature is.

She wakes up, silently collects her things, and leaves everyone behind to spare them. They catch up, ofc, but she is desperate to spare them from this fate. She offers them a anti-scrying necklace so they can leave her and be untrackable, but no one agrees to take it, they’re all in it to save her much as she begs them not to. She is absolutely broken by this revelation, but the group and especially Somlen are there to hold her together.

They send some time leveling up and preparing to go to her town, and finally the day comes when they arrive. They go into the well and face the Uvuuduam, it’s a tough fight (we had a irl sleepover to play it all the way thru), but they do it and she severs this horrible things neck as she screams, her voice finally returning to her after all these years. Everyone in the well wakes up, she reunites with her family, and (this part always makes me cry) when she sleeps that night, it’s the first restful sleep she’s had in 2000 years. She and Somlen stay behind in Winslow, finally home.

Like. They are truly everything to me. They are foils in so many ways but it just makes them stronger. Tillian is an aromantic bard, helping me realize I myself am aro, and it always gets to me that she loved so fiercely and so much and it was used as a weapon against her, that the monster knew it could depend on her to make connections strong enough to make people willing to do anything for her and therefore bring back its food. She loves too much for her own good, but she’s safe now, she’s with her family and the people she loves and god forbid anything try to take advantage of her ever again.

Also these two are just funny. Two halves of a whole idiot. Tillian is a neurotic mess at all times, Somlen is full of himself, they’re life partners and also an inseparable comedy duo. They’ve seen each other at their very worst and choose each other without hesitation over and over. They’ve both had their free will ripped from them thru curses and manipulation and they vow to break the hold others have on them, they would tear the world in half if the other asked. And just. Tillian wants nothing more than to return home while Somlen runs as far away from his past as possible, but he finds a home in her and he helps her win back hers. They love each other and they are best friends forever :’) also I’ve written so many fics about them and I still have so many more I want to write lmao

[sukifoof]

hey! if you wouldnt mind, could you share some more of your thoughts about narrachara? i found the tags you left about it really interesting

sure i love talking about my undertale thoughts!!! as im sure u saw in the tags im pretty neutral about narrachara so i guess ill tackle this in a semi organized way down below (uh tw for talking about grief i think)

i’ll start off with the things i like!! i think the argument that the narrator isn’t consistent with charas personality isn’t that strong given that we have One Scene where they’re actually talking and this is after they just watched everyone die including their father and brother most recently so. its not surprising they would speak coldly with a grin that serves as a motif for pain throughout undertale (asriel’s death, flowey, toriel’s death, sans just as a whole, undyne’s death, etc u get the point) and that alone probably cant characterize the way they are. so i do like the idea of the narrator giving chara some personality!! i personally like to imagine them as a funny quiet freak who just kind of stares at u. like this i drew this a little bit ago

i think the biggest reason i’m not too fond of narrachara is because very rarely someone coming back from the dead is done well. not that narrachara is them necessarily coming back from the dead, but it’s just kinda treated that way a lot,, i love it in cases like flowey and haruka kokonose as it’s a great metaphor for how trauma changes people, but when it’s done on the basis of “oh everyone misses them if they come back everything will be fixed :(“ its just. Not Great. that’s the exact reason flowey has issues with who he is!! flowey refuses to recognize himself as asriel because he knows that’s all anyone wants of him. they want him to be “asriel” before the trauma. guaranteed, that’s the reason he doesn’t bother revealing himself to his parents anymore. he doesn’t want to break their hearts because he feels his past self is dead. i see so many aus where “asriel” comes back and he acts as if he didn’t go through all that trauma and it’s like. that was. the entire point of his character. he can’t be who he was before chara’s death. (i think askfallenroyalty tackles that issue extremely well everyone should read it)

narrachara is widely accepted as canon and it kinda builds up chara as this character that isn’t very apparent or concrete in the actual game,, they speak in one scene and everything else has to be inferred. that’s probably why it’s such an easy theory to grab onto, chara’s personality isn’t very easy to figure out… i really like the little details, like them speaking in a way that doesn’t fit a kid with huge words and calling themself a demon and how they mostly speak in kanji in the japanese translation and that they like chocolate and flowers… the character i feel points the most towards chara’s personality is asgore. toriel and asriel are extremely similar in the way that they grieve and view themselves, and based off what we know about asgore and chara, they were likely also extremely similar. the two halves of the dreemurr family kinda touch on what’s worth sacrificing a life for and i think it’s really interesting

i think flowey has issues with asgore for the same reason he has issues with chara, even if he wants to pretend that they’re the only person that could understand him. asgore loves his family and his people, so much that he’s willing to kill for them. he’s willing to put himself and others at risk for the hope of his people, and chara acts in a similar way. asgore and chara both had this immense pressure on them to provide hope for everyone. chara is willing to die for their family and to get revenge on humans, just like asgore. toriel and asriel, on the other hand, never want to lose anyone. nothing is worth a loved one dying. but, chara likely viewed themself as some kind of variable rather than a person who was loved. everyone in the dreemurr family takes on this responsibility to save everyone and bring hope to everyone, but no one should have to shoulder that kind of pressure. toriel and asriel can’t keep their loved ones with them forever to keep them safe, just as asgore and chara can’t keep everyone happy with their sacrifices. it’s an impossible task for them all to believe they can save everyone.

i think if narrachara is done in a Specific Way it can handle their character well, though!! my personal take on narrachara is that they “woke up” and figured this is just How It Is now. they failed, so they just have to deal with the consequences. throughout the no mercy and pacifist routes they seem to come to some kind of conclusion built on their guilt and feelings towards their family. i always thought it was interesting how in the dreemurr fights all the jokey items are suddenly serious, like butts pie just becoming pie. i really don’t think they thought their death would have that big of an impact. narrachara should give some closure to chara and asriel… chara needs to know how much they meant to their family and asriel needs to know that it’s okay to say goodbye and let go.

kinda going off on a tangent here but i think about flowey’s “see you later, chara” a lot,, i like to think of it as more metaphorical than literal as it’s often taken as… chara is the catalyst of everything that happened in the game, and him saying see you later is like him accepting that it’s over. they’re gone, and that’s okay. it’s his last goodbye to his sibling at their grave. i’m sure deltarune will clear up the fuzzy details about the connection between the player and protagonist and narrator but For Now i just wanna think about it as flowey being able to finally let go

so Basically i think narrachara is good if it’s able to serve the themes of the game if that makes sense?? of course anyone can do what they want with narrachara!! i just feel very strongly about it cuz of my Character Analysis Brain where everything needs to be done for a reason,, it’s very interesting to see how everyone reacts differently to the things in undertale based on their own experiences. i initially wrote like wayyyy more than this and then somehow it all got Deleted which sucks cuz it misses out on a lot of points i made BUT!! its fine i got the general message across i think… i just really like how undertale handles grief as i’ve seen lots of things not handle it well at all while the dreemurrs feel the most realistic to me. dreemurr family my beloved <3 thank u for this ask i really wish tumblr hadn’t eaten most of the things i said 😔

[skeletalrut]

i put in my two week notice today. felt very odd to do that. this change might just fucking kill me but i’m so happy i’m free. i’m free from that place. from my fingers stained black with grime. from their weird interpersonal relationships. from anna. god, i’m so glad i’m free from her. she’s one of the main reasons i’m leaving. such an odd and uncomfortable woman to have the displeasure of conversing with. it feels like i have a massive weight lifted from my shoulders. thank you, god. maybe this is making me believe in one. that’s such a ridiculous thing to feel but… i don’t know. it feels like a miracle. today i saw 444 as well. this is a good change. tomorrow i’ll get a sub for lunch and maybe boba? or an iced latte. unsure just yet but!! i’m honestly worried that they’re gonna call me tomorrow and berate me over the phone for this. they’re the type of people to do that anyways. to scream with hate because i’m moving on to more money and more respect. the gm who interview me reminded me of my uncle, and he was respectful when he spoke. he reminded me of mike almost. just a normal fucking person whose life isn’t consumed by work. the biggest problem is giant eagle expecting me to become a model employee (or manager, i guess?) suddenly. sorry i won’t call off unless it’s life or death. sorry i don’t want to sacrifice my one day off a week. sorry i don’t want to have this job become my life. i’d prefer my 40 hours and two days off, normal conversations with normal coworkers, a seemingly (hopefully) respectful manager, a place where i don’t have to worry about stepping on a minefield WHILE IM IN MY HOME! i hate kenzie. i think kathy is the fakest person i’ve ever met. heather is a person i simply cannot understand the intentions of. the only one i really like and respect is jen. she’s a normal person who likes laughter and making jokes. she doesn’t let this job consume her like the rest have. lisa is also becoming an odd thorn in my side who hates me because i tried to joke with her just like she does to me. she loves making fun of people but if you do it to her then you’re the devil? i just want to go to work, joke around once the rush has calmed down, and go home. i cant take this anymore. these people give everything to their job and expect you to blindly follow suit. i won’t. i cant. i don’t want my job to become my life. that little old lady who says that every time i talk to her was right. it’s just a job, it’s not my life. it almost feels like my grandmother was speaking through her. i wish gramma cindy was still here. she’d be so proud of me. she’d love me unconditionally. i wish she had gotten to see my grow up. i wish she was here for me. often i feel like she’s the only person who would’ve really understood me. i miss the woman i never got to meet so much it feels like my heart is tearing. i miss you grammy. i wish you were here all the time.

[diabolikpersonals]

yuma chaos lineage endings!! I liked this route!!

euphoria end:

we meet kino who just waltzed out of the dungeon no problem. he admits that although he’s caused a lot of problems for fun, he isn’t the mastermind behind all this. he doesn’t know what’s going on either, but now that yuma & yui got everyone’s memories back, they’ve won, right? so he’s like “I bet the mastermind is listening, u should try yelling at him.” and yuma does indeed yell at the sky, like “I won, u sick fuck!!! I got everyone’s memories back!!! and if u take em away again I’ll steal them right back, over and over!!!”

…miraculously, yelling at the sky works. when they “wake up,” everybody is in karl heinz’s fancy glowing chess room, back in the real world. socrates appears as a ball of blue glowing light and he’s like “yeahh this was all my doing, it was a trial of adam and eve” etc etc. yuis like “um, who are u??” and he says “a friend of the vampire king.” and explains his whole plan (which we heard about in the prologue so it’s not a surprise gdkdhdk). then yuma is like “shes in love with ME!!! no matter what” and socrates is like aw ok :( and he disappears. yuma and yui celebrate the fact that theyve finally returned to the real world, and yumas like “yeah. we’re back. I…”

and then he COLLAPSES. and starts SNORING. he nearly gave me a heart attack, but he’s just exhausted and he fell asleep lol. afterwards, everyone gets their daily lives back ^^ we end on a sweet scene of the mukamis + yui hanging out in the garden like usual. yuma feeds yui a strawberry mouth-to-mouth. he smiles at her and she pouts and there’s the cutest cg in the entire world.

“I have my brothers and I have you. I protected everything important to me.” go yuma!! good for you!!

labyrinth end:

yui brings kino food but he’s not in his cell anymore!! he shows up, hits yui and runs off with her. yuma spots them and chases em down, and now that the three of them are outside, he casts a magic seal on the mansion. the people inside cant escape anymore, soooo…kino sets the mansion on fire :’D yuma cant get in to help them!! yuma and kino fight, and yuma wins (I think yuma killed him). when yui wakes up, she smells burning flesh. there’s nothing they can do to break the seal.

nobody survives. yuma and yui are left all alone, and yuma talks to the mukamis’ tombstones as if they’re still alive. there’s no escape from this place, so they’re just stuck here. yuma says it’s ok, he’ll stay here with yui forever, ruki and the others too ^^

the scene ends with socrates talking to himself. he’s like “man, was that fucked up or what? karl heinz is gonna be so mad at me :/“

[the-beeez-kneeez]

i don’t wanna b asked to hang out

take me to an old arcade where we can play games n hookup in the bathroom

take me to a bookstore where we pick books for eachother n snuggle reading them between the shelves- sharing kisses n favourite pages

take me to a carnival because u know they’re my favourite- where u cant take your eyes off me bc all the lights make my eyes look pretty n we make out on the rides

take me to your favourite restaurant as a kid so i can learn about how you grew into such an extraordinary person, i wanna know everything

take me home, where we can watch movies that explain our souls and talk until we can’t keep our eyes open anymore

love me- mind, body, and soul because i will love you unconditionally and with everything i have

help me- let you inside my mind that i’ve locked people out of for so long, let you know me, let you love me

let me- nurture your soul and heal your heart, i wanna walk around your mind to know how to best love you, see you, cherish you

find me- when the time is right, the air may be warm or have a sharp chill, holidays come n gone, i will wait, i’ll know when it’s you when it’s right and until then i will wait for a man who’s name i don’t know and heart may be cold

but i’ll wait, and keep the fire warm

[pr3ttyl1ps]

i love too hard and i care too much. i keep catching myself feeling regretful, but i cant imagine how miserable it must be to regret loving.

sometimes i think of people i used to care about in the past, and am reminded of how much they wronged me and how much i wronged them. but at the end of it all, regardless of the hurt, the care and the “i hope they’re doing okay” kind of love still remain. and any feeling of spite is dissipated. i wish no harm upon anyone, especially those i used to care about. i cared about them at one point, and that’s enough for me.

no one ever owed me anything. regardless of how badly i wanted to keep them in my life, it was out of my control. the only thing i had a sense of control over was my love. i’ll offer my love to anyone i feel deserves it. if they don’t accept or reciprocate, it’s not the end of the world. there are so many other people out there who would be willing to accept my love and give it back to me.

i don’t love people expecting them to love me back.

love is selfless. love is forgiving. love is everything but spiteful, dishonest, and entitled.

i keep some of the trinkets, even from those who aren’t in my life anymore, because — it doesn’t necessarily remind me of them — it’s a simple reminder of love and care.

to know that you have the ability to love and care for others is a gift. you should never want to throw that away. these two virtues are what make us human. it’s what keeps our blood pumping and our hearts beating.

and it’s sweet to know that when i write, i feel no urge to write out of spite. that’s just a symbol of my growth. it’s something that i take a lot of pride in. throughout my years of scattered journaling, i loved. no matter what happened to me, i loved through it all.

so i continue to love.

[222voyce]

-apology for being inactive- astro observation 🥹

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🌸Sagittarius suns are pretty great at music. No lie. and they tend to be the most cultured. (Nikki Minaj) I feel tho any mutable sign can be creative— not saying everyone else can’t be— they are just analytic, dreamy, dramatic, great writers.

🌸Aquarius are the type to do things no one else does— and they are pretty known for it.

🌸Cancer moons/risings talk to themselves. Yea. We do. What about it? Water placements in general tend to talk/mutter to themselves

🌸Lol why do aqua women love aqua men soooo much? Also for what I’ve noticed they love foreign races. lol it’s cute but y’all feral.

🌸Cancer moon/rising/ water dominant considers everyone’s feelings and really don’t want to disappoint. They have a hard time saying no only because they don’t want to hurt your feelings or seem unreliable. It’s okay to say no, just tell them. If they react badly then don’t do anything for them anymore. Please set boundaries!!

🌸Virgo Venus’ like to look at every flaw and will find something to get mad or icked out about. They tend to want their partner to change but they can’t handle it when someone tells them *politely* to stop something. It can be anything. They will scream hypocrisy. They are also hypocrites themselves. Sorry if this was biased. It is.

🌸Scorpio risings… hmm I’ve never really met one? Like they’re rare. My god dad is one .. I think lol. They’re pretty hard to pin down. If I did meet one idk if Id know.

🌸Okay Taurus venus’ have that taste that’s just so— ngh!~~. Candle lit bath? Roses on the bed??! They also aren’t into rushing into things. That will turn them off. Take it slooowwww

🌸Libra mars men— they don’t know man. They are just as bad as libra suns. Cant make up their mind. They will talk to different people and tell everyone the same thing. Huge flirts. But they get anxious easily.

🌸Leo mars— AHHHH sorry. They make my libra ass go crazy, Leo suns too. Omg they— their energy is so🫶🏾🥴🥴🫦🫦 like bro?! WHY ARE YOU SO DAMN SEXY?! I WILL C*M ON THE FLOOR RN!! *cough* sorry.

🌸Virgo risings are smart as fuck. Virgo suns too. My baby cousin is literally 3 and can speak in FULL sentences?! Virgos minds are just so great. Maybe it’s because Virgo is ruled my Mercury.

🌸Pisces suns are neat. They are dreamy and love to imagine things. They get caught up in the idea but they are also very…real? My ex was very analytical and observant. He could tell what I was thinking sometimes.. like it was freaky. Cute people tho. Nice faces. (I won’t ever say this irl but I’m big simps for y’all.)

🌸12h Saturn might have an issue with routine which makes them have a self esteem issue. They also tend to have a hard time keeping up with their mind. It’s truly fight between head an heart. If they don’t have great coping mechanisms, they might resort to drugs and alcohol.

🌸11h North Node is sooo UNDERRATED!! I have this and I barely see anything on it. Like it’s literally our DESTINY to follow our dreams and love how we want!! Like bro?! But we were also outcasts or casted out by friends or families. Bullied often— we are also here to learn that we don’t need validation from anyone else but ourselves!!

🌸4h suns. Let’s all sing kumbya and find inner piece within ourselves. Family is exhausting. And it feels like we do everything for everyone *huggggeee cough* we do. But it’s gunna be okay!! I hope…

🌸heheh being a Scorpio venus is fun but so fucking annoying because yes we’re hot but we don’t want anyone to perceive us and we can barely ask out our crush. We just stare at them from across the room like 👁🫦👁. We wild and ride or dies tho.

Thank you so much for reading!! like I said, sorry for being inactive!! I will have your pac readings up tomorrow!!

[xoxo-teddybear]

What Have I Done? - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: Angst, Physical injuries, cursing

Summary: An argument gone out of hand. Y/N just wanted Katsuki to be home more. They’re married and yet she barely sees him throughout the week. When she finally speaks on her hurt feelings, she gets a reaction she definitely wasn’t expecting.

Chapter 1 -> Chapter 2

A/N:.....I cried while writing this.

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

‘He’s gone already. Again. Like always.’

Y/N had awoken to another empty bed. Her husband’s side of the mattress remained cold and empty. This wasn’t anything new. It’s been like this for the past few months. She would wake up alone, eat breakfast alone, spend her day alone, eat dinner alone, and go back to sleep at the end of the day...alone.

It’s not that Katsuki is intentionally ignoring Y/N. He loves her with his everything, he truly does! But villains never rest and neither does he. He’s so preoccupied with hero work that when he does get a day off, his friends drag him away to a bar or game night. Y/N always ran through his head but she had always been so understanding. And besides, she knows how busy the life of a pro is. She used to be one so she gets it. Right?

Wrong. She doesn’t get it. Because even when she was a pro, her and Katsuki always found time for each other. And ever since said man made her quit, claiming he could take care of both of them easily and he would feel better knowing his beloved is safe at home, they’ve seen each other less and less. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. Y/N was willing to quit her dream because she found a new dream in Katsuki. She always imagined that being his little housewife would give them more time together but the opposite of that came true. Now she sits in the big empty house with no company for hours on end.

Her sadness builds up every day. She misses her husband. She tries to be an understanding wife but at this point, it’s like he’s not even trying to make an effort to see her. It’s like he’s settled to just coming home to her sleeping form and waking up to her in the exact same state, leaving before he can witness her do anything else. He should understand her though, no? I mean, she had brought it up to him in a very casual way and so he never took it seriously, but she’s mentioned it before. He should have a pretty vivid image of how shes been feeling. Right?

After 6 months of loneliness and being ‘Katsuki-deprived,’ Y/N made her move to speak to her husband about her feelings. She already imagined the outcome. An argument due to Katsuki’s brash behavior and her ‘never back down’ attitude, sad times bringing in the silent treatment for the two of you up until the both of you give in and forgive each other due to the love you have. Finally ending in a compromise. Y/N released a heavy breath as she looked at the time.

1:36 a.m. Just a few more minutes until Katsuki’s home.

—

He was pissed. 3 large scale bank robberies, 10 villain-wannabe fights, an argument with his publicist about his ‘out of line attitude,’ and Deku replacing him on a random ass billboard. The last detail wouldn’t have mattered if it was anybody else but the fact that it was Deku had him riled up. He just wanted to go home to a quiet house with his beautiful wife and admire her gorgeous, slumbering state. However that was not what he was greeted with.

Katsuki grumbled as he unlocked the front door and walked in. He noticed the lights were still on and saw Y/N still awake, seated on the couch. On any other day, he’d be elated to see his wife was still up. They’d talk and cuddle and go to sleep together. If he was lucky, they’d both make love until the sun rose. But tonight, that wouldn’t be happening. He wanted a quiet house with his sleeping wife. Not..whatever was about to happen. He sighed as he dropped his bag at the front door and sloppily placed his keys in the glass bowl near the door.

“What’re you doing up dumbass?” He asked as he walked to the kitchen, not even bothering to take off his shoes. He needed a drink.

“I was waiting for you, Katsuki. I just wanted to talk to you about something,” you said in a soft voice, hoping it would suppress his for sure incoming anger. Katsuki closed the fridge with a kick to the heavy door and chugged down a quarter of his drink.

“I’m not in the mood. Had a shitty day and I wanna sleep. Just go to bed.” He said sternly while trying to finish his beer as fast as he could.

“Don’t you think I would’ve done that hours ago? I wouldn’t have stayed up and waited for you if this wasn’t important. Please Katsuki, I really wanna talk.” Bakugou was beginning to grow annoyed. Why wouldn’t you just drop it already? He squeezed his bottle hard enough for it too crack before he spoke with a louder voice.

“Y/N! You’re not listening! I’m tired. I had a horrible day and I just want to sleep. I don’t want to talk, I don’t want to stay up anymore, and I don’t want to listen to whatever bullshit you’re about to complain and bitch about like you always do!” He screamed. His words made your jaw drop.

“Not listening?! That’s all I do! All I do is listen to your every command so that you come home happy-“

“Well it looks like you failed today!” He said, cutting you off.

“Quit interrupting! And what was it that you said?! All I do is bitch and complain?! I’m trying to talk to you about something serious here Katsuki!” You pleaded, still hoping he would give in and listen. And he did...just not in the way you’d expect.

“Fine then! If this’ll get you to quit being an annoying ass waste of time, then speak! Talk! What the hell do you want?!” He asked, screaming at you, furious at all the dramatics you’ve brought up in one night.

His words kind of stung. ‘Annoying ass? Waste of time? Is this what he thinks I am?’ You grew silent at his insults and Katsuki seethed even more.

“Oh what? I scream at you and you bitch up? Toughen up Y/N, jeez. Quit acting like a baby! Tell me what you wanted to say!” He yelled.

“.......I just....I just wanted you to spend some time with me. .....Be home more.” You said in a quiet and broken voice. You looked down to the now very interesting floor as you played with your hands.

“Seriously? This shit again? I’m a pro-hero, Y/N! I’m busy! I’m not gonna drop saving lives just because your brat ass wants someone to notice you! Since when were you such an attention whore?” He asked while rolling his neck to relieve his strained muscles. Your eyes widen at the ground due to his words and your head snapped back up to face him.

“A-attention whore? I-...I just want my husband to stop working so much. I don’t know..maybe have a day off or two!” She said with a crinkled nose as you screamed.

“I do have days off, Moron. It’s why I’m not overworked, ever thought about that?!” He screamed back.

“And you spend those days off away from me! I’m not trying to act like the world revolves around me but I would hope my own husband would spend a day with me instead of his friends that he ALWAYS sees because you ALL WORK TOGETHER!” You argued. You made a valid point and even Katsuki knew that, but he was too stubborn to admit defeat. He was still tired but he had enough energy to put you back in your place. His eyes popped as a vein grew on his neck.

“Well- WELL YOU’RE ONCE AGAIN JUST BITCHING AND COMPLAINING LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO! I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY YOU’RE SO UPSET!” He screamed.

“Don’t understand?! You know what? I know you don’t because you never listen to-“

“SHUT THE FUCK UP, I WASNT DONE TALKING! ALL YOU DO IS SIT AROUND THE HOUSE, LAZING AROUND, DOING NOTHING BUT TRY TO ARGUE WITH-“

“LAZING AROUND?!” You shouted in disbelief. “WHO MAKES YOUR MEAL PREP THE NIGHT BEFORE SO YOU CAN ENJOY IT AT WORK AND IN THE MORNING? WHO CLEANS THE ENTIRE HOUSE EVERYDAY WHILE YOU’RE GONE? WHO MAKES SURE YOU HAVE A FULL FRIDGE, CLEAN HOUSE, GOOD FOOD, AND A HAPPY LIFE? ME KATSUKI! ME!”

“Happy life? DO I LOOK HAPPY TO YOU BITCH?! NEWSFLASH, IM NOT! SO CONGRATS Y/N! YOU FAILED ONCE AGAIN! AND WHO GIVES A FUCK IF YOU PLAY MAID WHILE IM AWAY?! IM BUSY SAVING THE FUCKING WORLD! THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS BE A GOOD WIFE SINCE YOU CANT EVEN BE A FUCKING PRO ANYMORE!” He insulted again.

“because of FUCKING YOU!” You argued once more.

“I DID IT FOR YOU!” He said while throwing his bottle to the wall, causing it to shatter. “I DO EVERYTHING FOR YOUR UNGRATEFUL BITCH ASS! I PAY THE BILLS! I BRING HOME THE CASH! I GIVE YOU THE MONEY TO BUY ALL THE FUCKING FOOD, CLOTHES, AND ANY OTHER STUPID SHIT YOU WANT! AND ON TOP OF THAT, I STUFF YOUR STUPID CUNT TO PLEASURE YOUR UNGRATEFUL ASS. AT THIS POINT, YOU’RE JUST A WALKING HOLE FOR ME TO USE!”

His words hurt. They broke your heart. Did he really feel this way? If so, why was he even with you anymore. You notice a smirk grow on his face at your bewildered state. He looked as if he just won something. However, the smirk dropped into a scowl once he saw your eyes begin to pool with tears.

“Oh great! Cry! Go ahead! Just shed your fucking tears like you always do! I’m going to bed! Come join me when you’re done being an annoying bitch.” He said and stuffed his hands in his pockets as he began to walk away. You didn’t want the conversation to go this way and there was no conclusion. You needed this to be resolved now. You just wanted your husband back. You reached out to stop him from walking but the unforeseen happened.

“Katsuki..don’t walk away from thi-“

“DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME!” He said and smacked your arms away with a burning palm. Without realizing, Katsuki began to spark his quirk and so when he went in to push you away, he burned your forearm.

A loud blast and smoke filled the room and your screams of pain invaded his ears. The sound made a shocked face grow on him as he quickly turned to see the damaged he had caused. His heart sank as he saw you crying while holding your burnt arm with your other hand. You were slightly hunched over in pain as you took notice of the damage that had been caused. That he caused.

“Y/N!” Bakugou softly shouted as he ran to you. He wanted to help but before he could even lay a finger on you, you flinched. The action caused him to hesitate and hold himself back. He ran to the kitchen sink to get a cold rag and he brought it back to you. “Baby! I am so sor-“

You pushed him away and off of you as you quickly walked to your bedroom with a shadow casted over your eyes. Tears still flowed down your cheeks as sniffles could be heard from your cherry red nose. Katsuki couldn’t believe what he just did and ran to follow you.

“Y/N! Please listen! I didn’t mean it! I don’t know how that happened Teddy Bear but I swear I didn’t mean it! I swear I didn’t mean any of the bullshit I said! I’m sor-“

*SLAM* *click!*

Katsuki realized he followed you out the kitchen, through the living room, up the stairs, and to the entrance of the master bedroom you both shared before you slammed the door and locked it right in his face.

“Baby! Please open the door!” He said while knocking in a very rushed manner. He wanted nothing more than to help you and treat the damage he caused to his beloved wife. He had royally fucked up. He began turning and jiggling the locked knob in an attempt to get it open but failed. “Please Y/N! I have to take care of you and that burn. I’m so sorry but please let me in!”

On the other side of the door, you pressed your back against it as you held in your sobs and slid to the bottom. You pulled both lips in to conceal your voice while you held your wrist to examine the burn on your arm. It was so bad. Your skin turned an angry shade of red as it blistered and bled. You were dripping blood all over your carpeted floor and so you ran to the master bathroom in the bed room.

You turned on the sink and placed your forearm under the cold, running water. The water soothed it a bit but it wasn’t enough to cover the pain. You turned off the sink and grabbed a hand rag as you patted down on your wound. You took out the first aid kit and cared for yourself. You had to take the alcohol to clean it and sucked in a breath before you poured the solution over the burn. You screamed as it seemed to have hurt 10x more. After dabbing cotton over it, you wrapped it in bandages and took a breath of relief.

‘What just happened?’ You thought to yourself.

The entire time, Katsuki was still begging for you to open up. He heard your scream and grew frantic. He banged on the door and cried for you, still hoping, praying, that you would let him in. When nothing happened, he resorted back to calling out for you but to no avail.

About an hour went by and it was almost 4 in the morning. You sat on the bed with your arms holding your knees to your chest. You stared at the wrap as the memories of what went down tonight flashed through your brain.

‘Waste of time...brat ass...attention whore...ungrateful...annoying bitch.’

His words struck you right in your heart. Cruel thoughts began to fill your head.

‘He doesn’t love me. He hates me. I’m worthless.’ Your thoughts would’ve continued until a quiet knock snapped you out of you mind.

“....Y/N?...Baby?” It was Katsuki of course, but a softer version of him. A broken one. “..I don’t know if you’re listening or if you’re awake..but I need you to know that I’m so so sorry.” It was easy to hear his muffled and staggered voice that exposed his tears and sobs. “If I could turn back time right now, I would do tonight all over again, I swear. I would’ve came home and listened to you. And we could’ve talked things out. We would’ve came out of this problem being a stronger couple than we were before...because that’s what we always do. We always make it out of the dark together..because we’re a team..and I need you. .....Please...please don’t leave me Y/N. I love you so much. ‘M so sorry that I hurt you..that I burned you..that I’m such a terrible husband. But I promise you I’ll fix everything in the morning...................Teddy Bear?”

He didn’t know it, but you were listening. You heard every word but refrained from speaking. You knew that the second you did, you’d break down and go crawling back to him....but you didn’t want to do that. You wanted to leave. He physically burned you and you wanted to leave. You were going to sleep for a few hours, and when you would awaken, you would pack a bag and leave. And so, you began your plan and tried to get some sleep as tear streaks marked your face. It would all be over soon.

You woke up to the morning sun.

6:50 a.m.

You rose out of bed and rubbed at your puffy eyes. You quietly got ready in the bathroom and applied the slightest bit of makeup to look more presentable. You took out a pair of shoes and tossed them to the center of the room. You were in your closet and pulled out a bag. You stuffed it full of a few clothes for you to wear, you couldn’t stay here. Not after what he did. You fought through the pain as you pulled on your jacket and placed your shoes on. You wiped your tears as you picked up your purse and got ready to leave. You were going to stay in a hotel. Didnt matter where or how expensive. You just needed to get away.

Finally, you walked to the exit of the bedroom. You took a breath before you slowly turned the knob and was greeted with the sight of a sleeping Bakugou. He had slept in the hallway in front of the bedroom, still wearing the same clothes from the night before. His knees were scrunched up with his arms resting there to be used as a pillow. He layed his head atop of his arms and as you looked down into his hands, you saw the rag. The exact rag from the argument. The rag that he attempted to use to help you. Little did you know, Bakugou hadn’t planned on getting rid of it until you let him use it to help you. He wanted nothing more than to fix his mistake and cater to you and your wound.

You shook your head as you felt tears began to fill your eyes but you refused to let them fall. You took a step and sadly awoken the exact man you were trying to avoid. Bakugou had quickly woken up when he heard the slightest noise and was blessed with the beauty that is you. He looked up at you with wide eyes and a small smile.

“Y/N...” was what he whispered before he quickly got up to run to you.

“Y/N!” He ecstatically said with a hint of relief. He was about to wrap him arms around you but you kept a hand at his chest to keep him at bay. “Baby?...”

Bakugou looked at you with hurt and confused eyes when you didn’t welcome his embrace. Even when you were mad at him, you still allowed him to hold you so what gives? He looked at you and your attire. He noticed your jacket and shoes and saw you holding a bag. “W-what are you doing?”

You walked away from him but he snatched your wrist to make you turn to face him. “Y/N! What’s going on?!” He frantically asked with crazed eyes. You snatched your wrist back and ran down the stairs and he copied your actions. He followed you into the living room until he grabbed your wrist once more. You tried to pull away again but found it harder because this time, he gripped it tight.

“W-where are you going baby?”

“Dont call me that.”

“What? Why? Baby, please tell me what’s going on.” He begged as he squeezed your wrist.

“What’s going on? Are you serious? What does it look like? I’m leaving!” Bakugou’s eyes went wide once more and shook his head.

“N-no! No, why!?”

“Why?! Look at my arm!” You screamed.

“I know! I know and I’m so sorry! But..but you don’t have to go! I can fix you up, I’ll take you to recovery girl, I will bring you to the best hospitals around the world to fix that for you! Just please don’t go!” He bargained and offered everything but you weren’t budging.

“It’s not just the burn Bakugou.” You deadpanned with a nonchalant face. His heart felt heavy after hearing your voice refer to him with his family name.

“..I-it’s Katsuki! Your Katsuki! It’s Suki, baby please!” Bakugou stepped closer as he cried once more but you backed away again. His hold on your wrist still strong as his fingers played with the ring on your hand, trying to calm himself down and remind himself that you are still his wife.

You shook your head at his pleading. “Bakugou. You burned me. But not only that, you’ve neglected me for months.”

“I know that! And I’m sorry! I will spend just as much time off of work to make it up to you, I swear I will, I promise!” He once again bargained.

“It’s too late.”

“No it’s not, please, it can’t be!”

“It is Bakugou-“

“KATSUKI! ....please...please don’t call me that. I’m your Katsuki,” he said with a whimpering voice. At this point you felt the tears come through, but you still didn’t allow them to fall.

“Katsuki...I can’t stay here. Too much damage has been done.” You said with a soft voice. Bakugou continued to shake his head ‘no,’ but you already made up your mind. You used your wind quirk in your hand and blew his grip off your wrist. You took the quick opportunity to walk to the door but Bakugou grabbed your bag off your shoulder in a childish panic and attempt to get you to stay.

“Hey!-“

“Please Y-Y/N! Please don’t leave me! I- I know I’ve been a terrible husband! I’m sorry! B-But I promise I’ll do better. I’ll stay at home more, I’ll spend more time with you, Please!”

“Katsu-“

“I’ll buy you whatever you want! I’ll get you all the expensive brands, I’ll find you all the best jewelry, I’ll give you all the money in the world! I’ll give you the whole world! Please stay! I love you so much Y/N!”

“Katsuki, give me back my bag,” you tried to reach for it but Bakugou kept it away from you and pulled you in with one arm and held you in a tight embrace as he cried on your shoulder.

“Please...you can’t do this to me. I need you. I love you! I’ll do better! I’ll be a better husband, I swear..just please don’t go.” He softly spoke with a broken voice and soft hiccups. It was wrong for you to do this, but you sighed and pretended to forgive him as you wrapped your arms around his torso. You hugged him tight and he fell for it as he openly sobbed now. His other arm that held your bag came to wrap around your waist but before it could, you snatched the bag out of his hold and pushed him away. You ran to the door and held a tight grip on the knob as you picked up your car keys. You saw Katsuki attempt to run back to you but you created a strong barrier of wind to protect you. “IM SORRY Y/N! PLEASE DONT!”

You took off your ring and tossed it to him through the barrier. He was quick to catch it and hold it right in fear of losing it. He had to find a way to get it back on your finger. “No..baby...Teddy Bear please!”

“....I’ll send you the divorce papers....Goodbye Katsuki.”

With that, you walked out of the door, still keeping the barrier alive. Once you started the car, you dispersed of the wind and Bakugou opened the door and ran to your car.

“Y/N wait! Please!” He cried out but he was too late. You pulled out of the driveway and drove off quickly down the street. He watched your car go as he began hyperventilating and tugging at his ash blonde locks. He ran back inside the house with your ring in hand as he looked for his phone. He found it on the kitchen island and quickly dialed your number. Of course, it went straight to voicemail but that didn’t stop him from calling about 50x more.

“This-...this has to be some stupid dream. A fucking nightmare...” he said as he tried to hide in denial. “Yeah...a nightmare. This is what it is...I’ll..I’ll wake up soon and she’ll be by my side in the morning...sleeping peacefully...and I’ll take the whole week off and spend it with her. She won’t be mad, we’ll be happy like we always are. S-She won’t leave me.”

Bakugou had an insane smile on his face with eyes of distraught on him. He clumsily made his way back to his bedroom where he flopped onto the large mattress and tried to get some sleep. He would sleep the whole day away if it meant you’d still be by his side when he woke up. The ring you abandoned was held tight in the palm of his hand as he held it close to his chest. His sobs overcame him but did aid in his journey to slumber. Eventually, he knocked out and a smile of bliss adorned his face as he assumed you would still be there in the morning.....oh how wrong he was.

The very next day, he woke up at 5:30 like he always did and quickly looked to your side of the bed. It was cold and empty. He was lonely. The exact same feeling you got everytime you woke up without seeing him for the past 6 months.

6 months. You’ve been married for 4 years and together for 8. Out of those 8 years, Bakugou spent 6 months neglecting you..and now...he lost you.

He stared at the empty space and bawled his eyes out like a baby as he screamed. He got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. Maybe you were cooking breakfast! You weren’t. Kitchen was empty. He ran to the living room! Maybe you were just watching some TV and reading a book, looking all cute and domesticated like you usually did. No, you weren’t there either. Bakugou checked every room in the house and when he couldn’t find you..he snapped.

His heart beated at a rapid pace as he trashed the entire house. Breaking windows, flipping desks, smashing furniture. He used his quirk to create blasts and burn marks into the walls and floors of the house. He did everything to get his frustrations out. The entire time he shouted and cried as rivers of tears flowed down his cheeks.

When he was done, he sat in the middle of the destroyed living room, laying his back against the flipped couch. He sat with his knees scrunched up as he hunched over, staring at the ground. His nose and eyes and basically his entire face grew puffy and red. His hair was a mess and so was he. Silent tears continued to drop, but his throat was too dry and hurt far too much for him to make anymore noise. However, he did fight through the pain to say one final thing:

“What have I done?”

A/N: hi cubsss! So a lot of you may know that my very first post, writing piece, and short story (He’s Lost) was created around angst, a breakup, and the fact that the triggering point was Bakugou physically hurting Y/N. I’ve been thinking about it and I HATE MY WRITING IN THE FIRST POST! It was terrible! Why tf did y’all like it so much?😭 And so, I’ve created a new piece revolving around the same elements, sorta as a way to check my progress. I hope you enjoyed!

ALSO!!! If you guys like this enough, I’m willing to turn it into a small yandere short story if you Cubs are down for that. Let me know and I’ll make it happen! Love you Cubs! See you next time🧸💗