#not gonna stop me from YAPPING about it in the replies though

[unoriginalurl77]

Stop Smoking (We Love You) - Car Seat Headrest // The Outsiders Musical

[snowysosturn]

Speeding Car - Matt Sturniolo Part 11

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29

Pairing : y/n x Matt Sturniolo

Summary : After six years with your boyfriend Alex, you start to mentally check out. At a UCLA party, Alex reconnects with his childhood friend Emily, who proposes a double date with her boyfriend Matt. Your attraction to Matt grows as he pays you the first real attention you've had in years, sparking a complicated emotional journey.

Warnings : MDNI, tension, arguments, mention of physical fight, toxic boyfriend

Matt’s POV

The drive back to my place was suffocating. I could feel the weight of unspoken words pressing down on me. Emily was yapping away next to me, about all the sights she wanted to see in Barcelona. Alex sat in the back, his face stern as he stared out the window, lost in thought. Every now and then, I caught him shifting in his seat, hoping it was unease from regret, but he didn’t say anything about it. I could tell he was still pissed, probably still replaying the argument with Y/n in his head. I couldn’t stop thinking about it either. Her voice, filled with pain, it had left me feeling some sense of guilt. I knew he was like this, but I still didn’t reach out to her at all over the last 4 weeks.

As we pulled into the garage, I noticed the lights were still on inside. Nick and Chris were probably still awake, maybe waiting up for us. I wasn’t sure how this night was going to end, but the air felt thick with unspoken words. I couldn’t wait to get out of the car and break the tension, tension that only I was feeling. We walked into the house, and Nick was the first to greet us. He barely glanced at me before muttering a quick “Hey” and disappearing upstairs to his room. I knew he was still pissed about our argument earlier, and I couldn’t blame him. I hadn’t handled it well. Nick was protective, and when he believed something was wrong, he was like a dog with a bone. I could feel the rift between us.

Chris, on the other hand, was his usual laid back self. He came over, giving Alex a quick nod. “Hey man, you can crash in my room tonight” he said, sounding genuine. “I’ll stay in with Nick.”

“Thanks” Alex mumbled, managing a half hearted smile.

“No problem” Chris gave me a look before heading down the hall to grab his things. I wasn’t sure if he knew what was going on, but his presence was comforting in its own way.

Once Chris was gone, the three of us settled in the living room. We ordered takeout and picked a random movie on Netflix to watch, though I doubt any of us were really paying attention. Emily was curled up next to me, her head resting on my shoulder, but I couldn’t focus on the warmth of her touch. My mind kept drifting back to the argument I had overheard, the way her voice had cracked when she told him how much she had done for him.

Hours passed, and eventually, Emily yawned, stretching her arms above her head. “Think I’m gonna head to bed, we’re up early.” she said softly, her eyes heavy with exhaustion.

“Alright” I replied, kissing the top of her head. “I’ll be in in a bit.”

She nodded, giving Alex a sleepy smile before disappearing down the hallway to my room. As soon as she was out of sight, I turned to Alex, trying to gauge his mood.

“I’ll show you Chris’ room.” I said, standing up. I wanted to talk to him but not here, not with Emily so close by. I needed answers, and I needed to understand what was going on with him and Y/n. The way she sounded earlier, it was like she was at her breaking point.

Alex followed me down the stairs to Chris’ room, his footsteps heavy. The room was a little messy, with clothes scattered here and there, but being honest, Alex didn’t deserve anything more. I closed the door behind us, taking a moment to compose myself before turning to face him.

“So how’s Y/n?” I asked, my voice quieter than I intended. The question hung between us, emotionally charged with everything I wasn’t saying.

Alex snorted, shaking his head dismissively. “She’s.. whatever, man. She’s just being dramatic at the minute. I mean, I get it, she’s pissed off because I’m not spending every waking moment with her, but come on. It’s not like I’m out partying all the time or anything.”

Yeah because you can’t.

“Is she not looking after you in every sense the last few weeks? Do you not think she deserves to be appreciated?” I bit back.

Alex scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Oh, here we go. You’re blowing this way out of proportion. Y/n likes to take care of things, she’s always been like that. It’s not like I asked her to do all that.

His words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I could feel my fists clenching at my sides. The way he talked about her, like she was just some annoyance, made my blood boil.

“You seriously think that just because you didn’t ask, it means you can take her for granted? She’s doing it because she cares about you Alex, and you’re treating her like she’s disposable. You can’t just brush her off like she’s nothing.”

Alex rolled his eyes, clearly not getting it. “Dude, it’s not like that. She just doesn’t get what it’s like, being on the team, having this pressure. It’s not like she’s doing anything important, she doesn’t even go to college. She’s got all this free time, so yeah, she can help me out.”

Yeah she doesn’t even go to college but is still doing your shitty work for you.

“She’s doing it because she cares about you. The least you could do is show a little appreciation. Instead, you’re acting like she’s a burden.”

Alex rolled his eyes. “You’re being dramatic. Y/n’s fine. She’s not going anywhere. She knows I’m busy. It’s not like she expects me to drop everything for her.”

I stared at him, dumbfounded. She’s not going anywhere. I now know he acts like this because he thinks she’ll never leave. If i could have my way right now, this would be Alex’s second physical fight since I’ve known him. I was so lost in my anger, that no words came out.

“She’s not some fragile little thing.” Alex shot back, a defensive edge to his voice. “She knows how it is. I’ve got my own shit to deal with. I can’t do everything she wants at the drop of a hat.”

“You’re missing the point.” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “It’s about being there for her. About showing her that she matters to you. Right now, you’re not doing that.”

Alex narrowed his eyes at me, clearly irritated. “And why do you care so much about what happens between me and Y/n? It’s none of your business, she’s my girlfriend not yours.”

Fuck why do I care so much? Why am I defending her like this to him, we haven’t even spoken in 4 weeks. How do I cover this?

“I care because she’s Emily’s friend.” I lied, hoping it would cover up the intensity of my emotions. Fuck was that the best excuse I could come up with?

“And if Emily knew how you’ve been treating Y/n, she wouldn’t be happy about it. You know that.”

Alex snorted, shaking his head. “Emily’s friend, huh? Is that all this is?”

“Yeah, that’s all it is.” I replied, my jaw tight. I had to tread carefully here. “Emily would be upset if she knew you were blowing Y/n off like this. I care about Emily. You care about Emily. Let’s not upset Emily. Oh my god I’m digging a hole right now… Say something else dumbass.

“I’m just trying to make sure things don’t get worse between you two, you know, keep the friendship group alive.”

Just stop fucking speaking.

Alex’s smirk faded, but he still didn’t look like he was taking any of this seriously. “Look, I’ll talk to Y/n, alright? I’ll smooth things over. She’ll get over it. She always does.”

“Just.. think about what I said, alright?” I muttered, taking a step back. “Before you fuck things up beyond repair.”

For a moment, we just stood there, the tension between us hitting off every wall in the room. I could see the clogs turning in Alex’s head, but instead of admitting he was wrong, he just scoffed again and turned away.

“Whatever, man. I’m tired. Let’s just drop it.”

I wanted to keep going, to make him see how much he was hurting Y/n, but I knew it would be pointless. Alex wasn’t ready to hear it, and pushing him further would only make things worse.

“Fine..” I muttered, stepping back. “Get some sleep.”

As I turned to leave, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of frustration and guilt. I knew Y/n deserved better, but I was powerless to do anything about it. The door creaked slightly as I opened it, and the sound seemed to echo in the quiet room.

Before I could leave, Alex called after me, his voice low and almost reluctant. “Matt.. I appreciate what you’re trying to do. But Y/n and I, we’ll work it out. We always do.”

I paused in the doorway, my back to him. Part of me wanted to believe him, to trust that they could fix whatever was broken between them. But another part of me, the part that had seen Y/n’s tear streaked face, couldn’t shake the feeling that things were already too far gone.

“Just don’t take her for granted” I said finally, not turning around. “She deserves better than that.”

With that, I left the room, the weight of our conversation heavy on my shoulders. Maybe I shouldn’t of said anything, this might get me in trouble. As I climbed back up the stairs, trying to shake off the conversation, I heard quick footsteps echoing down the hallway. Nick was running down the stairs from his room, clearly in a rush.

“Where are you going?” I asked, stopping in my tracks as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

Nick glanced at me, slightly out of breath. “I’m heading over to Y/n’s place. I’m gonna crash there tonight.”

I felt a hit of something..jealousy? worry?..stab at my chest. “Wait, what? Why?”

Nick shrugged, but there was something more behind his casual demeanor. “Just thought I’d check in on her, you know? With everything going on… I figured she could use some company. And honestly, I don’t really feel like staying here tonight.”

His words were like a jab, a reminder of the tension that had been hanging over all of us since earlier. “You don’t think it’s a little... weird? Just showing up at her place?” As if it’s not something I haven’t done before.

Nick gave me a knowing look, one that made my stomach twist uncomfortably. “Weird? Why would it be weird? She’s a friend, Matt. And I think she could use one right now. And besides, we’ve been texting, she knows I’m coming over, she ordered the Uber.”

He wasn’t wrong. After what I’d just heard from Alex, it was clear Y/n needed someone. I just didn’t know how I felt about that someone being Nick. How bad I desperately wanted it to be me.

“You think she’s okay?” I asked, my voice quieter now, remembering Emily is in the next room.

Nick’s expression softened, now bringing his voice to a whisper. “Honestly? I don’t know. She’s been dealing with a lot, and I don’t think Alex is really helping. I just wanna be there for her. Maybe cheer her up, get her mind off things.”

I leaned against the wall, trying to sort through the mess of emotions in my head. “What do you think’s going on with her and Alex?” As if I didn’t already know everything.

Nick hesitated, his gaze shifting slightly. “It’s not really my place to say. But from what I’ve seen, it’s not good. He’s been treating her like she’s some kind of accessory, like she’s just there to make his life easier.”

“Yeah..” I muttered, thinking back to the argument I’d just had with Alex. “He’s a total asshole.”

Nick nodded, his face serious. “Exactly. And that’s why I’m going over there. Someone needs to remind her she’s worth more than that.”

I couldn’t help but feel a sting of guilt. Here I was, tangled up in my own feelings, while Nick was stepping up to be the friend Y/n needed. “You really care about her, huh?”

Nick looked at me, his eyes earnest. “Of course I do. She’s cool, she’s fun to be around, and she’s dealing with all this shit right now. Someone’s gotta be there for her, and I’m not gonna let her go through it alone.”

There was something in the way he said it that made me pause. I realized then that Nick wasn’t just doing this out of obligation or pity, he genuinely cared about Y/n, maybe more than I’d given him credit for.

He started to walk away, but I called out after him, “Nick, wait.”

He turned back, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

I hesitated, then sighed. “Just.. take care of her, okay? I know she doesn’t show it, but she’s probably hurting more than shes letting on.”

Nick’s expression softened, and he nodded. “I will. Don’t worry.”

With that, he turned and headed for the door, leaving me standing there, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions swirling inside me. I watched as he left, feeling a strange mix of relief and unease.

I walked into my room, Emily fast asleep in the middle of my bed. I tapped her ever so slightly so she would turn over onto her side, so I could get in beside her. The events of tonight replayed over in my head. It was all becoming too much.

Maybe Alex and Emily leaving the country for the next few days is a good thing..

a/n : everyone is still fightinggggg, atleast Emily and Alex are disappearing (kinda) for a bit in the next chapter..

edit: rereading this back as a chapter idk if im the happiest with it but it’ll all make sense as we go along

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[sakashq]

▮ make it to the morning. / pedri gonzalez x black!reader

ᝰ word count: ≈800

ᝰ summary: you and your boyfriend get into an argument, but he doesn’t take you seriously.

ᝰ yap!: umm dont hate me for this one! and yes this is based off of “make it to the morning” by pnd, im OBSESSEDDD. dedicated to pedri’s gf @planetpedri &&. my loves @ar4ujos , @halfwayhearted , @szalovebot !

Your boyfriend Pedri was driving while you sat in the front seat. You had already had a bad day at work, and all while you were telling him this, he got distracted by his phone.

“Are you fucking serious?” You frustratedly chuckled, looking over at him.

His eyes stopped on you briefly before looking back at the road, pulling into the neighborhood of his house. “What?” He glanced at his phone again, then looked back up.

“I’m trying to talk to you and you’re fucking texting and driving, trying to get us both killed.” It almost sounded like you were joking, the way your tone was playful, laced with the slightest bit of anger and annoyance.

“I’m just… asking Gavi about the plans for tomorrow. I’m sorry, babe, keep talking,” Pedri responded, this time looking over at you for longer and setting his phone down. He kept his gaze on the street though, driving through slowly.

You raised a brow, asking, “What plans?”

The dark haired man stayed silent, his eyes now locked on what was in front of him.

“Hello? I’m speaking,” you snapped a finger in front of his face, waiting for his answer.

“Me, Gavi, and some of the guys wanna go out tomorrow,” he shrugged, answering nonchalantly.

You had to stop yourself from snapping at him, instead saying, “So instead of listening to me tell you about my day you were texting your friends about plans I didn’t even know about. ‘Kay, Pedri.”

“I was gonna tell you,” Pedri immediately replied, a defensive sound in his voice.

“Bullshit,” you rolled your eyes, looking away from him and out of your window.

He didn’t say anything for a few seconds. As he pulled into the driveway, he said, “Y/n. Y/n, talk to me.”

You didn’t respond, getting out of the car immediately, grabbing your stuff and bringing it up to the door. You fiddled with the key trying to unlock the door, as a frustrated Pedri walked up to you.

“Hello? I’m speaking,” he retorted, a pit of anger piling up in his stomach. “I don’t get why you’re mad at me.”

Again, dodging him, you unlocked the door and walked into the house. You didn’t even bother to grab your keys afterwards, making him do it. You set your bags down on the kitchen counter and headed upstairs into his bedroom to sit down.

He knew where you were, following you up there after he locked the front door and set his stuff down. ��Babe,” he tried again as he walked into the bedroom. He sat himself next to you, apologizing. “Baby, I’m sorry. Tell me what I did.”

You scoffed at first, but when you saw the upset look in his eyes, you decided to just answer him. “I was trying to fucking talk to you and you were ignoring me.”

“I was trying to get me and Gavi’s plans straight,” he defended himself. “I was still listening. Dios mío, llevas las cosas tan lejos.” He mumbled that last part under his breath, hoping you didn’t hear him.

You eyed him, knowing you didn’t fully understand what he was saying, but could grasp some parts of it. “Excuse you? Speak up.”

“Can you just save this for the morning? I’m tired, babe,” He groaned.

That set you off—who did he think he was trying to push off a problem he caused? “Fine. Bye, Pedro.” You got up from the bed, walking out of the room and downstairs.

“Wait, no, Y/n,” his voice sounded from behind you. “I don’t wanna fight, please.”

You ignored him, your face burning with anger. You began grabbing your stuff off of the counter, along with your keys Pedri had set next to the items.

“Y/n,” he gently grabbed your wrist, nearly forcing you to turn around.

“What?” You shouted at him, turning around to see… a ring?

He looked at you, really looked at you for the first time that night. He couldn’t help but smile, seeing your reaction. “This was the plan.”

“A promise ring?” Suddenly your anger died down, being replaced with a sense of adoration.

“We obviously can’t get married yet, but I want you to be the one when we get to that point. I wanted this to be a bigger surprise obviously, but I didn’t want you going home mad at me,” he spoke softly, no longer having a grasp of your wrist. “It’s only you, Y/n. It’ll only ever be you. I want you to promise that it’ll only be me.”

You hugged him before you could say anything, wrapping your arms around his neck. With your face nuzzled into him, you mumbled, “I love you forever. I promise.”

[ericshoney]

Our girl ~ The Sturniolo triplets

Warnings: Some language, my first Sturniolo triplets oneshot

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It was a warm Thursday afternoon. You sat on the large white sofa, scrolling through your phone as your head rested on Matt's lap. Both of you sat in a comfortable silence. Nick was in his room, editing the up and coming video of the week and Chris was....you had no idea, but it was quiet, which worried you.

As if the man could read your thoughts though, Chris soon appeared in the room. He gave you a wide grin as his eyes met yours.

"Let's go out!" He exclaimed.

"What?" Matt called.

"Are you deaf, dumbass. I said let's go out." Chris repeated.

"Where?" You asked.

"I don't know, I'm bored though." He answered with a shrug.

"I'm not just fucking driving around the cit-" Matt was quickly cut of by Chris' shouting.

"We'll decide in the car! I'll get Nick!" He shouted, running up the stairs to Nick's room.

You giggled watching him run off, sitting up so you could grab your shoes. One thing you loved with being friends with the triplets was no dull moments.

"Fucking goof." Matt mumbled, making you giggle more.

"How about happy ice?" You suggested as he got up of the sofa.

"Sure. I know Nick will agree." He said.

You nodded as you slipped your shoes on, silently Matt tied your shoelaces for you, knowing you always struggled to get them right and have them untied before you even got to the car.

"What the fuck, Chris!" You both hear Nick shout, as Chris comes running down the stairs.

"What did you do?" Matt asked with a sigh.

"He fucking jumped on me as I just finished editing!" Nick shouted before Chris could respond.

You look up at Matt to see him sigh again, you held in your laughter as you rushed to the stairs to the garage.

"Oh well we're going to happy ice!" You exclaimed.

"Hell yeah!" Nick exclaimed, his anger suddenly gone.

As Chris was yapping on about all the different flavours, you quietly, but quickly, climbed into the front seat of the car. Matt climbed in the drivers seat and laughed seeing you next to him.

"He's gonna get mad." He said.

"No he won't, he loves me." You state.

"Your not wrong." He replied.

You smiled as you heard Nick and Chris' voices get closer. Nick climbed in the back of the car just as Chris stood next to your closed door.

"Hey! That's my seat!" He exclaimed.

"Hey! That's my seat!" You mimicked, making the other two laugh.

"Your no fun." He pouted, sliding in next to Nick.

"You want to swap?" You offered.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked.

"Yes." You answered.

"Then no, your comfort means more to me than the aux." He said with a smile.

You smiled wide as Matt began to drive. You had some music playing as the guys sang along, you gazed out the window, watching the world go by.

Soon you arrived at happy ice, Nick ordered for all of you, which you were always grateful for.

"Hey look at that puppy!" Matt exclaimed, looking out the window, as a lady with a cute puppy walked pass.

"Aww! It's so cute!" You squealed, making the triplets smile. The one of many things they loved about you was your sweet personality and seeing you smile.

"Here you go, sweetheart." Nick said gently, passing you the sweet treat.

"Thank you!" You exclaimed, taking a bite happily.

The four of you then left, eating as you walked down the street. The guys stop to let you catch up every time you see something shiny or cute. Something particular that caught your eyes was a small moose soft toy. It was so cute you thought.

"What caught your eyes?" Chris questioned as the three siblings trailed back to you.

"Just a moose soft toy, nothing special." You mumbled, your eyes not moving from the cute item.

The guys knew it wasn't nothing, as you didn't move on. They shared a look as Nick nodded. Matt and Chris quickly distracted you as Nick went into the store and bought the moose for you, when he came out, you had returned to the car, the three of you on your phones.

"I'm back~" Nick sang as he slid into his seat.

"Did you get it?" Chris blurted out, earning a slap from Nick.

"Get what?" You curiously asked.

"Here." Nick placed the bag in your lap, leaving you confused as you peaked into the bag. A cute gasp escaped your lips.

"Woah thank you!" You exclaimed, making the three smile at your happiness.

"Anything for our girl." Matt said.

You held the toy close as Matt drove home, the smile not leaving your face, happy with how your day with your friends went.

[captainlunaxmen]

Meet cute

Sirius Black x Fem!reader

Context ⚠️

I got this idea completely out of nowhere.

I watched "we live in time" trailer and picture this. I changed Andrew Garfield's character in Remus to fit the fandom, but Florence Pugh's character's name is the same. Also, I still haven't watched the movie, so this is not a crossover except for her name.

That being said, I hope you'll like it, and please let me know what you think 🙏 ❤️

Summary: Remus is adamant about finding his best friend a love match. Thankfully, his girlfriend helps him out.

Warnings: none, I think.

"I'm not trying to set you up with anyone." Remus laughs as he leads, more like drags, his best friend to the building where a party's supposed to be.

"I know you, Remus." Y/n glares at him, even though he's not looking at her. "You do the same thing when you try to play cupid for me."

"Not true!" He defends.

"That's so true." She insists, "and let me tell you... not a great job, mate."

"Okay... okay... I admit, my friends weren't exactly the perfect match, that's why I stopped playing cupid" he agrees, but Y/n could sense something was off.

"C'mon, Remus, you promised not to set me up with one of your friends anymore." She complains as she's literally dragged by Remus, up to the roof of the building.

"I promise I'm not setting you up with one of my friends, cross my heart." He tells her, genuinely.

Y/n and Remus have been friends since... well, since always, they know each other like the back of their hands, so Y/n lets out a relieved sigh when he says that.

"That's a relief." She replies, not putting up a fight anymore and simply follows the guy upstairs.

"I promised you after all," he says opening the door for Y/n, and it's when he closes it that he adds, "he's actually Almut's friend."

"What?" Y/n exclaims, wanting to turn around and just leave, but Remus' hands on her shoulder prevent her from going any further.

"You made it!" Almut's cheerful voice makes Y/n glares at the man in front of her.

"Hi!" She turns, accepting Almut's hug.

"I'm so happy to see you!" Her best friend's girlfriend cheers.

"So am I... I hope." Y/n hesitantly smiles.

"Oh..." the blonde realises, then confirms after seeing the guilty expression on her boyfriend, "you figured it out, didn't you?"

"Have you met your boyfriend?" I joke, "not exactly subtle."

"I did fool you for a second." He once again defends himself.

"I told you I should've taken her here myself." Almut accuses and takes Y/n's arm to lead her more into the party, "I promise you, no pressure. Just meet him."

"Do I really have to?" Y/n asks, already given up her chance of going back home.

"Yap." She answers, "Sirius! Come here, will you?"

"I'm just gonna introduce myself and that's it." Y/n warn both Almut and Remus, "and. That's. It."

"Yes, fine, amazing." Almuta dismisses her focusing her attention on her friend talking over to them, "Sirius! Hey!"

"Hey! Good to see you!" Sirius cheerfully greet her with a side hug, "Remus, nice to see you too, mate, how are you?"

"I'm great, thanks, uh... this is Y/n, my best friend, Y/n this is Sirius."

"Nice to meet you." Sirius smiles brightly at her and holds out his hands for Y/n to shake, whish she does.

"Nice to meet you too." She replies with a smile, now taking in his appearance. She mentally curses Remus because he knows she always liked long haired men. She breaks eye contact, Remus notices her reluctance in having a conversation so he decides to take charge of the situation.

"So," he starts to rumble about some documentary he watched, everyone saying their opinions, interested in Remus' documentary. Surprisingly so.

Remus and Almut notice how their friends finally talk to each other, among them, but it's still victory in their mind.

The party goes on all afternoon, everyone having a great time, it's when the sun starts to go down that the roof slowly gets emptier and emptier. Only a few people left.

Almut and Remus by the ledge talking with each other, watching Y/n and Sirius as they talk in one of the sofas.

"I... I don't know how to say this," Sirius starts, nursing his almost empty glass, "but I think they're trying to set us up." He slightly nods to the couple not so far from them.

"You think?" Y/n laughs, "they're not that subtle."

"Well, I wasn't suspecting anything untill I saw how they're watching us." He admits.

"Really? Remus has been suspicious all morning." The girl chuckles, taking a sip of her drink.

"How?"

"First of all, you have to know that he's been trying forever to play Cupid. He introduced me to countless friends, so I learned to catch hints." She explains, Sirius listening closely to her, "when he wants to genuinely introduce me to a new friend, he goes like this.'They're amazing. You need to meet them.' But when he wants to introduce me, hoping to find love, he goes 'just wait till you meet them, you two are going to get along perfectly.' Emphasis on 'you two'." She laughs again, earning a smile from Sirius, "has Almut ever set you up with anyone?"

"Never, I'm unfortunately very picky, so she never tried," he says, but catches himself once her chuckle makes him realise what he said, "now I sound like an asshole, I promise it's not like that."

"It's okay," she laughs, "how is it then?"

"I'm just very protective of my heart." He simply answers, Y/n nods understanding.

"You don't want to be hurt again, the first time was more than enough, uh?"

"Exactly like that, "he softly nods, "are you the same?"

"I'm afraid so." She nods too, "I definitely wouldn't want experience that same pain again."

"May I ask?" Sirius tries, he doesn't want to pressure, he understands her pain, like she does his.

"Well," she chuckles, "this is usually a fifth date conversation."

"Fifth?" He asks and Y/n nods, "I'll look forward to it then."

Y/n looks at him, his sweet smile gretting her. She sees honesty in his eyes, she's a little taken aback, but feels comfort in them. She feels peace.

"Are... are you flirting with me?" She asks, confused, "I'm not good at noticing if someone does..."

"Do you want me to?" He smirks, but it's not a teasing smirks, it's playful.

"Uh..." Y/n chuckles and breaks eye contact, not being able to stop the smile on her face.

Y/n and Sirius clearly forgot about the two pairs of eyes watching them.

"Look! Look how she's smiling!" Remus nudges his girlfriend.

"And loom at how he looks at her!" Almut cheerfully points out.

"I think we did a great job." Remus says, "I really hope this time is the one. She deserves to be loved."

"So does he. He's been through so much, some happiness is what he needs." Almut agrees.

"This is the first time she looks like she's actually enjoying herself." The brunette sighs content, "I don't know how it never happened before."

"Because you tried to set her up on your own." She grins, "you didn't have me."

"That's right."He agrees hugging her, "we make a great team, don't we?"

"The best."

[n0vazsq]

Secret's safe with me | JMM21 x Reader

pairing . . . pepe marti x gf!reader

summary . . . You though you'd never hear your boyfriend sing a Lana Del Rey song, until you heard him humming it one afternoon

request . . . yes!! based on this request!

word count . . . 1.2k+

warnings . . . none!

faceclaim . . . N/A

alexavia yaps . . . dni i love this sm <33 anyhow might publish like two more fics before i die

taglist . . . @barcapix ,, @f1lover55 ,, @ilovebarcaaa ,, @httpsdana (lmk if you want to join the taglist!)

. . . The apartment was unusually quiet that afternoon, except for the occasional soft clink of dishes from the kitchen and the faint hum of the air conditioning.

You were curled up on the couch, legs tucked under a blanket, flipping through your phone but not paying much attention to anything on the screen.

Pepe had been in the kitchen for a while, moving around in that half distracted way he always did when he was deep in thought, or hungry.

You could just barely see him over the counter, his hair falling messily over his forehead as he stared into the fridge like it might reveal some grand secret.

"You’re going to burn a hole into that yogurt carton if you keep staring at it like that," you teased, finally breaking the silence.

Pepe turned his head, raising a brow. "I’m trying to figure out if it’s expired."

"It’s yogurt, not a time bomb. Just open it and smell."

"That’s disgusting."

"Oh, I’m disgusting?" You smirked, leaning your chin on your palm as you watched him. "You’ve eaten mystery leftovers before without hesitation. Yogurt is the least of your problems."

Pepe rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the little smile tugging at his lips. He finally grabbed the yogurt and a spoon, muttering something in Spanish under his breath as he set it on the counter.

"What was that?" you asked, narrowing your eyes playfully.

"Nothing," he replied quickly, though the way his shoulders shook with a stifled laugh said otherwise.

The soft homely feeling of the moment made you smile to yourself. It was so normal, the kind of quiet afternoon you didn’t realize you loved so much until it was happening.

No chaos, no noise. Just Pepe’s soft presence, the golden sun filtering through the blinds, and the occasional sound of him muttering about questionable fridge items.

And then, out of nowhere, you heard it. The humming.

At first, you weren’t even sure you’d heard right. It was so faint that it blended into the background noise, but as the seconds ticked by, the sound became clearer.

A melody.

You paused, tilting your head slightly as your ears strained to catch it. There was no mistaking it. Pepe was humming a tune, soft and slow, almost absentminded as he grabbed a bag of chips. And the more you listened, the more familiar it became.

Lana Del Rey.

A grin spread across your face as you recognized 'Video Games', and you couldn’t help the quiet laugh that bubbled up. Pepe Marti, humming Lana? You couldn’t have made this up if you tried.

That’s when you called out to him, unable to let this moment pass.

"Pepe," you called casually, trying to keep your voice neutral.

"Hm?" he hummed absentmindedly, his back still to you.

"Are you… humming Lana Del Rey right now?"

The noise stopped immediately. You could see the exact moment he froze, the crinkle of the chip bag pausing midair. Slowly, so slowly, he turned his head to look at you, his face a mixture of confusion and guilt.

"No," he lied, far too quickly.

"Oh my god," you snorted, sitting up on the couch. "You were! You were humming Video Games! Are you a Lana fan, Pepe?"

His cheeks flushed instantly, a light pink tint crawling up to his ears as he set the chips down on the counter, avoiding your eyes. "I wasn’t humming anything," he mumbled, voice soft but defensive.

"Oh, don’t even try to deny it," you teased, already grinning as you swung your legs over the couch. "What’s next? Are you gonna admit you secretly cry to Summertime Sadness?"

Pepe groaned, dragging a hand down his face as he turned fully to face you. "You’re so dramatic," he said, though the embarrassed smile he was trying to hide gave him away.

"Me? Dramatic?" You pointed at him. "I just caught you humming one of the most iconic girly songs of all time. Pepe Marti, you have layers. I’m impressed."

He sighed, shaking his head as he walked toward you. "You’re making a big deal out of nothing," he grumbled, though you could tell he wasn’t actually upset, more flustered than anything. "It’s just catchy, okay?"

"‘It’s just catchy,’" you mimicked in an exaggerated voice, biting back another laugh. "Come on, don’t act like you don’t know all the lyrics."

"I don’t!"

"Oh, really? Then why don’t you finish the verse for me? It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you-"

Pepe’s eyes widened in panic as you started singing dramatically, trying, and failing, not to laugh as you pointed at him. "Stop," he groaned, but his smile betrayed him.

"-everything I do," you continued, drawing out the words and watching his face redden further. "Tell you all the time…Heaven is a place on Earth with you!"

"Okay, okay!" Pepe finally caved, grabbing one of the couch pillows and lightly tossing it at you to shut you up. "Fine! I like the song, happy?"

Your laughter filled the room as you hugged the pillow to your chest triumphantly. "I knew it!" you declared, beaming at him. "Honestly, you’ve got good taste, Marti. Lana is a vibe. You’re just a little softie, huh?"

Pepe rolled his eyes, but the small, sheepish smile on his lips was undeniable. "I am not a softie."

"Sure you aren’t, pretty boy," you teased, winking at him. "Next thing I know, you’re gonna tell me you’ve got a Lana playlist saved on Spotify."

There was a pause. Pepe hesitated, his expression suddenly shifting as if he’d been caught again.

You gasped. "No way."

"I don’t!" he insisted quickly, though the crack in his voice gave him away.

"Oh my god, you totally do!" You clutched the pillow tighter, dissolving into laughter as Pepe ran a hand through his hair, looking helpless.

"Stop teasing me," he muttered, though his smile lingered as he sat on the armrest of the couch.

"But it’s so easy when you’re like this!" You grinned up at him, the playfulness in your voice softening as you noticed the warmth in his eyes; the way he looked at you, equal parts embarrassed and endeared.

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled, leaning down just enough to flick your forehead lightly. "You’re the worst, you know that?"

"And yet, here you are," you shot back smugly.

He didn’t reply immediately, but he watched you with that soft, boyish look, one that made the teasing air crackle with something sweeter. His voice dropped just a bit.

"Yeah, here I am," he said quietly, his lips twitching into something softer than a smirk.

The moment lingered longer than you expected, the teasing quieting as his eyes stayed locked on yours. He looked so ridiculously fond, like he couldn’t believe you were real. It was enough to make your heart thud a little harder.

You broke the silence first, covering up the butterflies. "Your secret's safe with me." you teased, pushing his arm lightly, "Anyway, don’t start humming Young and Beautiful next or I’m never letting you live it down."

Pepe groaned, standing up to head back toward the kitchen. "Good," he muttered, though you swore you heard him quietly humming again, this time just loud enough for you to catch it.

It was 'Young and Beautiful' this time.

And you couldn’t help but smile.

[anzynai]

Day 4 - Hide and Seek

Ortho & Reader (TWST)

a/n: hi yall day 4 is out. this was fun to write! i dont think i made it as “scary” as i wanted it to be, but i dont think its bad. ANYWAY, i picked reader because the obvious choice would be idia, but im already writing for him two other times this month so i wanted someone else, which means… u. LOL. also, things i want to mention: idia is mentioned A LOT here and thats because ortho cares about him a lot. ik hes not just like, all about idia and thats all hes there for, but i think him mentioning idia a lot just works best in this scenario. another is that this is meant to be platonic because ortho is a like,,, kinda like young asf so i dont really think he should be shipped with people. sorry this note is SO FREAKING LONG. so ill stop yapping now gn everyone

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“come out, come out, wherever you are!” ortho exclaimed in a gleeful tone, but somehow his words set your nerves aflame.

you crouched behind the tree, waiting for him to pass, and half-debating your life choices. you hadn’t played hide and seek in ages, but you felt nervous at being caught, especially when ortho said that there should be a penalty for whoever loses.

you didn’t really know what that penalty entailed, but since it was ortho, you figured why not? but now, hiding and seeing him search for you made you think you should’ve asked.

but really, who knew ortho would want there to be a penalty for the loser! it was to make things for fun, he had said.

he called your name, and you pursed your lips together, not daring to even breathe. ortho had a lot of functions that humans couldn’t do, and maybe superhearing was one of them… you really didn’t know so you would rather not take your chances.

you peeked out from behind the tree, sighing in relief when you didn’t see him anymore. does that mean you won?

“found you!” a shrill voice called from behind you.

“GAH!” you cried, scared of your wits as you lose your balance and fall forward on the ground. after a second to process, you turned slowly, looking at ortho. “aw, you found me.”

“mhm! and with three minutes to spare, which means i win!” ortho added, looking like he was having the time of his life. you smiled at that, but still…

“guess you do. so what’s my penalty?” you asked, hoping it wasn’t too extreme, like trying to convince idia to hang out with you for the whole day. you swear, it was impossible to have him talk to you for anything longer than an hour, even if it was about his interests.

“i’m gonna tickle you!”

your eyes widened at that, completely flabbergasted. of all things in the world, that was the last thing you expected.

“….tickle?!” you squeaked, awkwardly. did you hear wrong?

“yep! i think it’ll be fun!” ortho replied, not commenting on the nervousness and embarrassment you were feeling.

“fun?” you asked, but you guessed you could see where he was coming from.

“unless you don’t want to..” ortho said, pretending to be upset. you inwardly groan, he can really be so unfair sometimes, because how could you say no when he was looking so upset.

“fine, yes, i accept my penalty!” you cried, unable to take the guilt. you did feel much better though, when he began beaming.

“you will! yay!” he exclaimed, flying towards you. “maybe if i tell my brother about your tickle spots, you guys will be friends!”

“w-wait, huHUHUH?!” you cried, feeling his cold fingers begin to squeeze and knead at your torso. tell.. idia?! is this him trying to get information so you and idia could be friends?! in a way, it was sort of heartwarming to see him care for idia so much, but at the cost of your dignity? brutal. “stahahap, dohohont tehehell him!”

“why not? he’s ticklish too! you guys can have tickle fights!” ortho explained, and you can hardly believe how… open he is about exposing idia like that. and besides that, huh??

“nohohoho gahahahaha i’m tihihicklish!” you laughed, when he began to travel towards other spots.

“yes, you are reacting quite a lot when i tickle you!” ortho giggled, almost teasingly and clearly amused.

“plehehehehease!”

as he continued tickling you, he would note down spots that were more effective and spots that weren’t. the worst part was that he was saying this out loud. talk about embarrassing….

“you’re so ticklish here!” he teased, and it felt like you got even more ticklish. how was ortho so good at tickling anyway? probably from idia? he did say idia was ticklish…

a part of you realized you weren’t completely opposed to having a tickle fight with idia sometime. you didn’t have a lot of time to think about it before ortho because to tickle the spot that had always driven you crazy.

“W-WAHAHAIT! nohoho mohohohore! mehehercy!” you shouted, feeling overwhelmed very quickly and almost as quickly as you shouted it, ortho had stopped.

“that was fun, huh?” ortho smiled into his hand, as you tried to catch your breath.

“it wasn’t terrible,” you admitted. “a suitable penalty, i guess.”

“hehe, i hope we can play again sometime!” ortho said, and you could tell that you guys most definitely would. and not only that, but something told u that idia would be joining next time, whether he wanted to or not. you chuckled a bit at the thought.

“yeah, i hope so too,” you replied.

[moochalove]

Last Nights Mistakes and New Beginnings (Part 4-5)(Final)

(yandere!kazuha x pregnant!reader x scaramouche)

Did you know they call me the yappinator? Anyways i’ve been meaning to finish it but i’ve been busy w school but now i have the time so i will be yapping away more (posting a little more)🗣️ Get cozy bcs this is long asf!

Reader is bi-icon! (+ trauma) If imma be fr, the beginning is a little off bcs i wrote it weeks ago (im lazy and i will not fix it🥶) ANYWAYS ILL STOP YAPPING! TY FOR READING 🤭 (if u do😡)

word count: Pretty fucking long ❤️

proofread: HELL NO! 😋 fill in the gaps/mistakes for me pls🫶

TW: Stockholm syndrome

Arriving at the mall you think about making a break for it but these heels prevent you from doing so. With enough for the heel would surely snap though… Noted. Reaching for the door handle you’re stopped and pulled into a kiss. It’s a little uncomfortable but you play it off with a smile, “Don’t worry Kazu, I’m not gonna run off~” “I know darling, but this is the start of our new life so allow me to take the lead. Don’t worry your pretty mind about anything.” With that, he places one last peck onto your face. Once again, he is opening the door for you and you guiding you to the some shops. Immediately you notice his firm grip on your waist, and it’s uncomfortable. He said you would be buying clothes but you now realize he meant he was picking clothes FOR you. You’re in the dressing room and he has you trying on all these cute coquette clothing. It feels a little uncomfortable but you try to get used to the feeling of the outfits. Some are loose, and some are tighter. In your mind, you already knew which ones you liked based on the texture, design, etc..

Whenever you came out to show off an outfit you felt like a real couple. Showing off your outfit and making comments, no matter what you wore he seemed to agree it looked good on you, even if you didn’t think so. Something feels wrong about this but you can’t help but smile when he looks at you so adoringly.

You guys go to about three more shops, all of them having a different theme. By the time you were done, it was mid-afternoon. Both of your feet were killing you… not to mention you were hungry… You both agree to stop and get something to eat.

You arrive at a very familiar restaurant… Weren’t you just here? When was that though? If it was important surely you’d remember!

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Scaramouche was frantic, to say the least. You weren’t answering his messages… Has something happened? He needs to get to you asap, but how? What if you’ve been removed from your home? If it came to it he could ask his mother to track you down, since she had that kind of power.

Knocking on the door he’s anxious, and hoping he would be met with a bright smile and worried hushing telling him that you were okay. After about a minute he knocks on your room window… No reply. Should he wait around? No, that’ll take too long. After some contemplation, he decides to reach out to his mom.

They have a long talk before she eventually caves. It feels like it’s been forever since she’s seen her child and when he comes back he’s on an adventure trying to get his girlfriend back. She didn’t think situations like that existed but he’s shown her the possibilities are endless. The way he talked about you so dearly gave her the impression you were a thing. Since she’s such a good and caring mother, it’s the least she can do for her future daughter!

Maybe he should’ve emphasized that you were just friends even though he wished for more

From what some super normal and not shady people told him, you were last seen at that restaurant you both had visited yesterday. Why were you there? That didn’t matter right now! Furrowing his eyebrows he sat there and thought long and hard. How was he going to get to you? Kazuha would most likely be glued to your side so directly approaching was out of the question. Could he signal you to him from afar? No, that probably won’t work… Pounding his forehead slightly he couldn’t form a good plan.

“You seem troubled, Doll.” A sly finger guided itself through his short purple locks.

“What do you want, Miko? I’m busy and-“

“You know it’s nice to run away then come running back when you need help. Your mother was on edge for weeks. Spending whatever free time she had looking for her poor child. Always looking for you despite her own needs.”

“Did you come to ask me what’s wrong only to turn around and try to guilt trip me? You don’t change, do you?”

Without saying anything she placed a bag next to him and then made her way to the door. Peeking through the bad he looked back to her fleeting figure before shouting out, “Wait! What is this for? You really expect me to forgive you with this bag full of clothes?! Plus, this has girl stuff in it anyways-“ “Silly Kuni! This is to help you get your girl back!” “Excuse me?!” Miko sighed while shrugging, “And you say your moms are no help! C'mon, you have to think outside the box, silly!” Taking the bag back she pulled out the cutest dress you’ve ever seen along with tights and heels. “It’d be stupid to approach her directly. You have no idea what kind of mental state she’s in, she may not trust any other man or claim she’s fine with her captor.” Digging deeper into the bag she pulled out a long wig that happened to be the same shade as his own hair, “So you have to coax her out as someone willing to understand and help her out of the situation!” Before he knew it he was all dolled up, shifting uncomfortably in the dress and trying to adjust his posture and his footing, constantly brushing his much longer locks back while puckering and rolling his lips that had a gloss applied to them. Would this really work?

“Miko, I don’t think this is gonna work… I don’t make a very convincing girl….” he awkwardly fussed with his bangs before glancing over at her. Miko held her phone up and with a click and a flash the very image of… whatever this was… saved onto her phone and probably being backed up to her cloud. “Oh, you look just like your sister!” Placing her phone back in her bag she shooed him out of the car before, then rolled down the window offering a few words, courtesy of her never-ending-kindness! “Just be kind to her, her heart will surely realize who you are... Or don’t! Maybe she’ll see through all of this!” Scaramouche could only grit his teeth as she motioned her hand at him. “I’ll be waiting here so once she comes to her senses I won’t be far. Plus! Wouldn’t want you to try and be all hero-like only to trip and fall in those cuttteee heels of yours!”

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Spoonful after spoonful you swallowed whatever food had been shoved into your face. Were you even hungry? Not that it matters. At this point, you’ve come to treat this as if it were a real date! Yet your heart doesn’t skip a beat when he cups your face. A couple of people do glance over at you both awkwardly but that smile of yours tells them you’re just a young couple in love. It goes on like this for a few more minutes before beautiful swaying locks catch your eye, it’s true you’ve been ignoring the faces of those who’ve been passing by, but this face is stunning. Your heart skips a beat when your eyes meet each other. Now something about all this feels familiar but you can’t quite pin it down just yet. Kazuha notices how your attention is drawn away from him and he immediately pulls your chin towards him, “Is something the matter my love? You seem distracted.” He bluntly states as his eyebrows furrow slightly in frustration. “A-ah, no, I just…” Perhaps you were scared or maybe still stunned by that girls beauty but you can’t seem to form a coherent thought. He shifts around in his seat a little, ever so slightly moving his chair to block your view of the girl. With a short ‘ahem’ you brush it off as just seeing someone you thought you recognized.

If you look past his intense gaze you can still kinda see her fussing with her long hair. A waiter shows her to her table that so happens to be next to yours. You bite your tongue to hide a giggle when you see her awkwardly try to walk in heels, maybe she’s not used to them? Once she sits down it’s obvious she’s not used to wearing such feminine clothes, the way she keeps lifting her feet off the ground and sliding them farther out, or how she pulls the hem of her dress down even though it’s past her knees. The way she covered her mouth and spoke in a quiet meek voice told you maybe she was shy. Kazuha glanced at you both, almost trying to understand the connection you guys had but signed in defeat, “I’m gonna use the restroom then pay for our food. Don’t go anywhere.” And with that, he was gone but surely it wouldn’t take him long to be back.

Scaramouche had to be quick about this. The least he could do is get you outside.

Trying to keep his ladylike demeanor he tried starting the conversation with something normal. Of course, this meant he would have to speak a little louder in order for you to hear in the louder environment. He would be lying to himself if he said he hadn’t “practiced” his female voice.

“Isn’t the food here the best?”

Taken aback by how cute she sounded you cover your mouth slightly. “She even has a cute voice!”, you thought to yourself. Once again stunned you take a moment to respond.

“Y-yeah!” your response is a little fast-paced but she just smiles in response. “Haha, you seem a little nervous, what, too stunned by my looks?” Even though he was supposed to be portraying a meek, innocent girl, he couldn’t help but still be cocky. It’s as if you were on autopilot with the way your response was the same yeah…

Part of you felt like that’s something he would say. Who was he again?

“It’s a little stuffy in here, don’t you agree? How about we get some fresh air?” The girl suggested so innocently that you’d completely “forgotten” what Kazuha told you NOT to do. As if you’d been under a spell you followed a girl you didn’t even know the name of out of the restaurant. Her name! You need her name! This can’t be the last time you see each other you need her contact info! You reach to where you would normally keep your phone only for your attention to be stolen away by her.

She handed you her phone that had a picture of a very certain cat. Your heart fastens as you start to recall some things, you couldn’t submit to someone who only half-loved you. No, you had to get home to your first baby. Tears threaten to spill as everything comes back faster than you can comprehend.

He didn’t love you, no, he never did. If he did he would’ve stayed the first night. He was just looking for something to sedate his own woes. You come to the realization that your delusions you made up to protect yourself were false. You haven’t been in love for years like your mind had told you, you don’t know what he really feels, you just filled in the blanks with lies your mind fed you. In reality, you’ve probably only really known each other for a couple of days, during those 4 months you spent pregnant and alone your brain spun a story as if you were real lovers. Hating yourself could come later but for now, you need to get a grip and get out of here. Suddenly you’re caught up to speed and all it feels like you’re gonna vomit, your clothes feel tighter and you can feel your own skin, every pore feels open and you hate every second of it. What feels like hours is only a matter of seconds.

A hand is gently wipes your tears away,

“It’s time to go, Y/n.”

“I cant.. I’m sacred. I-“

“Don’t be. I'm here now, and I’m not letting you go.” He looked so serious, although a little funny since he was still in his getup.

Reaching for your wrist he gently and slowly led you farther away from the establishment and closer to your getaway car.

Both of your steps got faster and faster. You didn’t want to look back, no, you shouldn’t.

A voice you’ve come to hate shouts out to you. Ears pound loudly and your heart skips several beats when you hear fastened footsteps approaching. A wave of pain crashes onto you when your lower back aches in pain. You stop even though you don’t want to and clutch your stomach in retaliation.

You have to move right now otherwise he’ll catch up. Scaramouche turns back around for you and effortlessly picks you up and carries you to the car. When he turned to place you in the car he’s sure Kazuha has seen his face. Crap… Not like it mattered right now. He rushes to the other side of the car but is pulled back by a hand that is placed on his back, it’s cold and uncomfortable. Almost as if it triggered something in him he shouts and pushes him back into the ground.

Once Scaramouche is in the car Miko doesn’t hesitate to slam on the gas pedal and get you both somewhere safe.

Final Part:

When you wake up you’re in a very comfy bed. Moving your legs a little you wince uncontrollably. Memories come flooding back and your eyes dart to where Scaramouche is sitting. A smile makes itself known on your face and you reach out to him. He melts into your touch but avoids looking at you. You know you messed up big time by not running away from Kazuha like you should have… But you were in a deranged state! Surely he won’t blame you completely. Breaking the silence you ask him what’s wrong.

“I know we kinda just met but I hope you know I love you…” he trailed off, still avoiding eye contact. “I always have… It’s a shame you don’t remember me. If you did then I guess you could technically say we didn't just meet.”

Huh? You two knew each other? Maybe he’s got the wrong person. Innocently you ask, “Have we met somewhere before? I’m sorry but I don’t seem to ever recall-“ “Just take a good look at me and try to recall. We used to be playmates when we were little. Your parents were busy like mine so they would drop us off at that one daycare.” Your eyes squint as you take a good look at him, “And we went to school together for a little while- I tried stealing your pen-“ Eyes widening you can’t help but burst out laughing.

Now you remember him!

“It’s you! I- How could I forget? Oh my gosh, it seems work has made me forget my younger days!” Covering your mouth to hide a smile you can’t help but laugh a little louder. His face seems upset but eventually melts into a smiling one along with you. For a couple of moments you both laugh and exchange playful banter. Everything in the world is right at that moment.

But once again, your mistakes will catch up with you.

After the laughing dies down he squeezes your hand and places a handle on your stomach. This causes you to shift uncomfortably but you try to play it off as a cramp.

“When the Doctor came to relay your status he told me one bit of information that… you probably didn’t want me to know.”

Oh shit. Oh shit- Your heart fastens and you try to muster out a response but it hitches in your throat. “I-I canexplain p-please let me-“You fumble your words and tears pool up in your eyes.

With an affirmative squeeze to your hand he smiles softly, “It’s okay.”

“But it’s not- I messed up and now-“ You covered face with your hand, attempting to hide yourself away from him.

“And now- we can work this out, together. I promise I will do my best to be a good parent. If you’d just give me a chance- A chance to take care of you and your child. I would do anything to be with you once and for all. Please, Y/n, don’t leave me again.” His hand came up to yours pressed against your face, and slowly removed it from you.

A part of you feels raw, and exposed, yet, this time it’s different. Part of your brain tells you to run from his affection but the other part feels so defeated that you just want to cry into his chest and beg him to stay with you. Lucky for you he was willing to stay with you. Even if you were going to have your kidnapper's baby. Leaning into him you cried out all your sorrows that had been bottled up for the past couple of months. All he could do was rub your back and listen to you cry your heart out.

It felt good to finally tell someone how you truly felt. How much has been troubling you? Although you’re sure if you were to tell this to a professional you’d been locked up….

After you’re done crying you wipe your tears and take a deep breath. Your chest and shoulders feel lighter. The whiplash of everything could hit you later, you couldn’t care less right now. All you wanted to do was eat, stretch, and take a nap.

Scaramouche looked at you dead in the eye and you feared the worst. Was he joking? Did he actually hate you and never want to see you again? Did-

“Goddamit- I dropped my wig…”

You stare at each other for a second before you burst out laughing. “That’s a shame! You didn’t look half bad in it~” you joked. “Oh please- You were head over heels for me and you know it!” “Ah, you got me there! Who knew you’d make such a fine girl! If only you could say the same about you know-Ow!” he punched your shoulder gently, but considering your current state it hurt more than he intended. “I’m sorry, Y/n- I-“ He checked the area to see if it was bruised or anything but was immediately met with a flick to the forehead. “Ow-!” “Haha, got you!” “You little-“

Both of your bickering would soon die down as soon as his parents would enter the room. It was obvious how you both turned stiff as boards. Acting as if you weren’t pulling each other’s hair like you once had.

Ei placed some flowers on the bed stand and Miko would sit down on the bed with some sweets in hand. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Miss Y/n.” Ei bowed politely, “I’m not sure if my son had mentioned us to you. If not it’s alright- But we are his parents.” Miko started feeding some cake with a fork as she nodded along. “I’m very happy to see you make my son happy. It used to worry me that my son would die alone-“she feigned a tear falling from her eye. “MOM.” Blush spread across Scaramouche’s face as he crossed his arms. “Ah, excuse me, that’s beside the point! What I mean to say is that you shouldn’t worry about the wedding founding- Your new moms will buy you everything you will need-“ “THATS NOT ANY BETTER!” He exclaimed even redder. She smiled so innocently all while still looking a little confused. Miko finally chimed in, “What she means to say is that she supports you both no matter what. Even if you don’t think she agrees with you,” she turned her head towards him, “she believes you both will make the right choice. We hope you both can treat this as a new beginning. As I like to say, carpe diem!” “You never say that.” Ei tilted her head with a soft smile. “Well, I do now!”

All four of you burst out laughing. You guys talk a little more before they leave for their business dinner. Once again you and Scara are alone.

“Are you really sure you’re okay with marrying a pregnant woman?” “Of course I’m fine with it, since it being you and all.” Rubbing the back of his head he laid his head down on the bed, “Are YOU sure you wanna get married right away? Just because my mom mistook us for dating already doesn’t mean we should skip that part… Plus, what if you don’t like who I am…” You pet his soft purple hair with a smile, “Well, as long as you promise not to be a complete asshole, then I suppose we’ll be just fine!” “You think I’m an asshole?” “Haha, anyways…. What kind of wedding cake should we have? I was thinking of a [favorite flavor] cake! Ooohh and we can look at the different types of venues! Ah, I guess after that we need to plan a baby shower!”

He’d completely tuned you out and just stared at you, lovingly. Your skin glowed perfectly from the artificial light, and that smile of yours was perfect. You no longer looked tired and stressed; instead, you looked happy and not so tired. He couldn’t blame his ex-friend for falling for you. Although he feels a little jealous that he’s seen parts of you that now belong to his eyes only now.

Fingers tap up and down on the bed as if he’s contemplating something. You take notice and tap his shoulder, you ask if he’s listening. Suddenly he gets up- His soft lips are placed against your slightly chapped ones. It’s warm. Your eyes widen in surprise as you slowly melt into the kiss.

Once he pulls away you’re both gasping for air. Out of embarrassment, he hides his face in your neck. He’s embarrassed- you are too. “A-a little warning would’ve been nice. I was talking yknow?” “Shut up before I kiss you again..” You knew he was too embarrassed to do it again so you teased, “Yeah, I think you’d like that-“ Instead of another passionate kiss he instead peppered kisses all over your face. “I hate you.” “I love you, Scara.”

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The wedding went amazing since his parents had done most of the planning (of course you both directed them) And your baby shower went just as well! Initially, you were both worried a certain someone would catch wind of it- and you’re sure he did. Thankfully the place was heavily guarded (, courtesy of Miko) and was also in a secluded area, along with there being a very strict guest list. You both already knew the gender so the part just consisted of fun baby shower games and many gifts from your friends and families.

You had been getting intensive therapy for the rest of your pregnancy. Those couple of months left you with deeper wounds than you had thought. Of course, you still have trouble with going out on your own and you’ve completely dropped going out (since you’re a mother now ofc) When you do have to go out alone you wear your hair differently each time along with a mask and sunglasses. Whenever someone gets a little too close they happen to get stopped by someone. Your bad dreams usually consist of you trying to run away but your legs move slowly or trying to scream but nothing comes out, and other things you’d rather not discuss...

Your delivery went well and luckily you gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Ei and Miko informed you that you had a week to name him. On the fifth day, you and Scara decided on [name], since you both liked the name and agreed on it. When both of the families came to see him you got the chance to meet Scara’s aunt and sister (who both happened to be named Makoto, although Scara called his sister Raiden since she was “scary”) The boy was blessed with your hair color (he has a red streak through it) but had his fathers eyes. At first, it scared you but with some affirming words from both sides of the family and your lover, you’ve grown to love them.

Some of your friends and family didn’t approve that Scara wasn’t the father, some even berating you and calling you names. The name-calling mostly came from Scara’s side of the family. Area

On your son's first birthday, he spoke his first words. “Mama!” You nearly cried tears of joy when he said that. Scaramouche frowned and pinched the boy's cheeks gently with a huff. Much to his surprise the boy spoke again, “Daddy!” Now both of you were crying tears of joy. You swaddled your boy in the softest blankets before you both cuddled him off to sleep. Both not believing you had been blessed with such a joy.

Once your son has gotten a little older he learned how to say the cat’s name, always gesturing his hands and babbling, “Meowmeow!” The now healthier cat would come to the boy and rub its head against your son accompanied by a purr.

Once he turned two years old you noticed how he started taking after his father, often mimicking him by making an angry face and huffing. All you could do was smile and kiss him while his father pouted behind you both. One time you had joked around with your young son by asking him, “What face does daddy make when he’s angry” and your son crossed his arms with a scowl on his face. You burst out laughing while your husband messed with his hair pretending to be upset.

You went back to work while Scara was a stay-at-home husband. On stressful days you would come home, sore and tired, but the moment your eyes laid on Scara’a resting figure along with your sons. Well, your heart simply melted into mush as you took about 30 pictures of them from all angles. You were convinced that all of the time you spent alone and suffering was worth it for this moment.

It felt like that person was a bad dream- but now, you’re wide awake and ready to face the future with your loving husband, and adorable son.

Gawdamn I don’t stop yapping🙏 If you read all of this ty pookie!! there will be a $10 mil block of gold under your pillow when you wake up 😍😋 I will be writing some hcs (maybe) and a scenario where u encounter kazuha w your kid soon!!! (i promise) Anyways i’m knocking tf out… BAI><!!

♡ taglist: @swivy123

[lowcosmic]

Hiiii, I hope I don't bother you with this, but could you make like, a very arrogant reader who is in love with Kokichi and the feelings are mutuals but both of them are in denial despite it being so obvious that everyone is just looking at them like 🤨. Between love your works I've pratically binge read all of your fics

—— repudiation . ; kokichi ouma

“ he smiled sweetly ( almost like an angel’s ) … ”

— 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : kokichi really likes you ; and you , as arrogant as you are , like him back . but the thing is , you both are in denial. though , with the help of a couple of your friends , maybe that’s subject to change.

— 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : fluff

— 𝐜𝐰 : cursing

— 𝐚/𝐧 : u all are so nice to me tysvm ♡♡ !!!!

“ come ooon , forgive me , please? i didn’t knooow , pleeaaase stop ignoring me !! ” kokichi whined , tugging on your arm. once he got your attention , he pushed you to the ground.

“ what the actual — ” you stopped yourself when seeing the position your both were in.

“ how could you ignore this face ?! ” kokichi confidently asked , putting his hands on either side of you.

“ … whatever. ” you murmured , a rushing heat pooling from your neck to your face. “ fine. just get off. ”

kokichi grinned and hugged you before getting off. “ aww , were you flustered ?? ”

“ i wouldn’t — !! i wouldn’t get flustered by some pipsqueak like you !! especially since — ”

“ i’m hungry. i’m sure you are too , maybe for something other than food! ~ ”

“ what the — !? shut up. i should be saying that to you with your horny ass. ”

“ come ooon. all the good food’s gonna be gone by the time you’re done yapping about how much you hate me !! ” kokichi urged.

“ i don’t hate you … ” you muttered under your breath.

kokichi spun around to look at you. “ what was that? ~ ”

“ nothing. ” you simply replied.

the walk to the lunchroom was full of talk. about lively matters , about school drama , about — well , anything you and kokichi could find to talk about.

eyes mostly pinned on the other , you two walked into the room with all smiles.

the regular bunch was there , doing their regular agenda.

“ it’s your turn to get lunch for the both of us , kokichi! meetcha at the usual table. ”

“ ughhh , with miu ?? do i have a choice? ” he complained.

“ ha , no. ” you playfully waved him off as you went to go sit with the others.

kaito seemed to be wanting to burst out with some question for you while maki gave him the death eye , which was probably the only thing preventing him from saying something.

meanwhile , miu was upfront about it. “ you and kokichi hang around together an awful lot , you must be fucking each other by now without any of us knowing! ” she cackled.

keebo rolled his eyes. “ what she meant was , are you guys dating yet? ”

“ i already told you guys , nothing’s going on between us! ” the heat from before came back , except it came acquainted with thoughts on what could happen if you did date kokichi.

“ but you guys are always stuck together , or at least in the same room. ” shuichi chimed in rather hesitantly.

“ exactly !!! you must have some feelings for him by now , right ?? ” kaito loudly exclaimed.

“ kaito. ” maki glared , which earned a yelp from kaito in return.

you regained a more calm , but still stubborn , aura. “ i don’t. i … ‘m pretty sure. i couldn’t like someone like him !! ”

“ but you like him well enough to ‘ hang around ’ him often. shouldn’t that be pointing to something? even so , human feelings are often misunderstood and are sometimes hard to interpret. we mustn’t harass (y/n) with questions , and instead try to lead them to the right path. ” korekiyo said.

“ and what’s the right path , hm? ” miu interjected.

“ following her heart , of course. ”

right then , kokichi walked up from behind. “ what was kaito yellin’ bout earlier ?? something idiotic i bet !! ”

“ HEY !! it was NOT idiotic !! i was saying how (y/n) — ” Kaito started to say.

“ shut it , idiot … i do have to question your tastes , (y/n). ” maki continued eating her food.

“ tastes on — ?? ”

“ nothing. anyways, let’s eat !! i’m starving. ” you hurriedly cut off kokichi. he looked at you suspiciously , but said nothing while the rest went back to their usual talk.

later , he started bugging you about before.

“ why won’t you tell me anything ?! ” kokichi grabbed onto the cloth on your back.

“ because. ”

he started tearing up ( with fake tears , of course ). you simply kept walking away. he caught up with you.

“ meanie. ”

“ uhh - huh. ” you looked at his face. on display was his crazy - cute form of puppy eyes , only reserved for you and you only.

you swore and immediately turned away. he knew that you knew that he would do anything to hear what you had to say about earlier.

it’d be easier just to tell him.

“ we were talking about feelings , okay? ”

“ ooooh !! romantic , i’m guessing ?? kaito really did yell abou — ”

“ yeah , yeah. bingo. ” you felt your face flush. were you really ready to tell him? and were these feelings really valid? it didn’t make sense.

“ aaaaand? sooooo? ” kokichi impatiently tapped his foot.

“ i think i love you. ” you diverted eye contact as kokichi fell silent. in that moment , kokichi knew that his feelings were valid. he liked you , no , even loved. there’s no way he’d let you go , even if it’d save his life.

“ … why didn’t you say so in the first place , dumbass? ” he said , making you turn around to face him , only to be met with your second tackle of the day.

he smiled sweetly ( almost like an angel’s ) , sunk his lips down to yours , and muttered a small , “ i love you too. ~ ” before closing the gap.

yes , everyone did tease you and kokichi the next day after you announced that the two of you were officially dating.

please don’t repost , translate , or claim my works as your own.

[the-fifth-rascal]

Tighnari's professional guide on how to be super(hero)-Chapter 2

Are you sureee?” Kaveh asked, raising his eyebrow, clearly unconvinced as Tighnari reflected on the horrific vision he just had, his throat tightening but muscles relaxing. He held is hands up to his face and flexed his fingers just the slightest. He could move them now, but he still felt a ghost like premonition of a burning sensation in his nerves.

“I just think saw something weird.” Tighnari confessed, throwing his head back and sighing “Though it’s gone now, so I was probably just imagining things.” He looked out of the window again, where the sky was painted with red, orange and yellow. It contrasted with the pitch black sky in his maladapitive daydream. The ombre surroundings did make Tighnari feel more at ease, but he couldn't shake a sort of strange feeling bothering him.

Kaveh decided to not enquire any further, which Tighnari appreciated to an extent. The bus vibrated under his feet ever so slightly as it smoothly drove past buildings, large gardens with technological enhancements, and large terrains of forest. By the time the bus screeched to a halt, Tighnari had already mesmerized himself with the passing views. Kaveh nudged him, snapping him from his trance. “Ever since you got on this bus, you’ve been out of it the whole time. Wanna talk about it?” Tighnari stayed silent, not responding to the boys question, realising that he had spoken too soon. He had heard him perfectly fine. But he didn’t know what to say. Kaveh wouldn’t take him seriously if he said he saw a ghost, did he?

“What did you see?” Kaveh prompted, slightly annoyed at Tighnari’s loss of words on the tip of his tongue. “Nothing,” Tighnari replied, “It was nothing Kaveh. We should get off now.” the other boy furrowed his eyebrows in frustration and pursed his lips.

“What aren’t you telling me, you’re obviously bothered by something. What the hell did you see?”

“I already told you Kaveh,” Tighnari replied, pretending to laugh it off unconvincingly “It’s nothing. Do you want anything from the convenience store?”

“I could use some soda…” Kaveh mumbled under his breath, leaping off the exit of their bus. Striding along Tighnari, they walked on the practically deserted sidewalk. Finally away from all the buildings, the people, and everything else. Empty and almost lifeless, other than a small building.

Tighnari pulled Kaveh along and shoved the front door open, as it opened with a jangle. A gruff man, who sat at the counter with a newspaper open in his hand, glanced at the two. “Lambad!” Kaveh called out, waving at the man “Did anyone at the bar say anything intresting this time round?”

“Nothing you need to know, boy.” the shopkeeper said, a tiny smile tugging at his lips “So, what’ll it be for you two? More importantly, do you have the mora to cover it?”

“One Samsara Energy drink please!” Kaveh begged, sliding across a few coins as Tighnari made a face of disgust. “If you drink any more of that sugar syrup, you’ll turn into a unicorn.” he teased, to which Kaveh let out a small laugh “And who says I wouldn’t enjoy that?”

“I’d like a grape soda please.” Tighnari requested politely, sliding across coins of his own, Kaveh smirking. “If I’m gonna turn into a unicorn, you’re gonna turn into a fire-breathing dragon.” the boy furrowed his eyebrows and stuck his tongue out childishly as they both waved a good-bye to Lambad with their drinks in hand, another jingle that rang as they left. “That doesn’t even make sense Kaveh.” “It doesn’t have to make sense! Nobody on this planet drinks grape juice!”

While Kaveh yapped about why grape soda was the most puke-worthy soda in existence, Tighnari felt a sudden chill run up his spine. He hesitated for a short while, before slowly turning his back. Green eyes. Verdant green eyes that made time stop and his blood run cold. In that split second, complete and utter darkness seemed to befall him again. All signs of human life seemed to vanish into thin air.

“Destiny….”

“Forest Watcher…..

“Fatui…”

“yours….save…defeat…”

A series of words echoed into Tighnari’s mind in a whisper. None of them made ant sense to him at all. ‘Who are you?’ he was so desperate to ask. But, just like before, his mouth was sealed shut. Muscles frozen. He felt cold and feverish, and never so terrified in his life. This couldn’t be a coincidence. An exact second later, a light flashed into his face so intensely his muscles became jelly and stumbled backwards before tumbling backwards into the ground, trembling and his body shaking and shivering.

He was back now. His open bottle of grape soda fell on him and had spilled all over his person, a purple tint staining his pristine white shirt and seeping into his body, giving it an annoyingly sticky feeling. When Kaveh heard the thump of him falling to the ground, he immediately turned back and didn’t hesitate going over to help his friend up.

Tighnari winced as he raised his now bleeding elbow, burning with pain as it stained the sidewalk red. He didn’t realize it, but his breath was slowly becoming more laboured, looking around for the strange entity that was haunting him, eyes widening with horror.

“Who?! What?! HUH?!” Kaveh sputtered, throwing aside his energy and looping Tighnari’s arm around his shoulder and slowly helping him stand up. He looked around frantically, trying to find something that might’ve frightened his friend this much. “Is anyone there?! Come out you coward!” he yelled before snapping his attention back to the boy “Alright, you can’t say ‘it was nothing’ this time. What the heck did you see?!”

Tighnari didn’t speak until he managed to calm himself down a bit. He pretended his feet were anchored to the ground and stood still, took a deep breath in, and then out. In, and out. In and out with his gaze on the floor beneath him until he managed to shake off the cold dread inside his chest.

“I’ll tell you once we get to my place.” he stretched out his sopping wet shirt on himself and let out a groan of annoyance “and after I clean up. What a waste of mora.”

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Tighnari enjoyed the feeling of cold splays of water hitting against his back. It was sort of comforting in a way. It grounded him to reality, the freezing droplets of water stinging his skin in all the right ways as he recollected his thoughts quietly while Kaveh was setting up his patented gaming system in his room. He tried to remember the strange apparitions appearance, but it eluded his memory and felt vague, like it was all just a dream. But he knew what he saw.

All he remembered was that the figure wasn’t actually terrifying. Tighnari was more frightened about the fact and concept of her existance. Because he had absolutely no clue what she was supposed to be. A ghost? A phantom? A demon? More importantly, what did she want with him? Was she here to kill him? Who knows honestly. But the stalking ploy was getting on his nerves. That and the whole world going dark thing, it didn’t seem to really do anything, only being there for dramatic and spooky effect. Granted, it actually worked on him, but it was still annoying.

He found himself unconciously running his hand over the rough surface of the bandage on his elbow. The minute they got home, he practically poured antiseptic liquid on his arm before patching it up. It burned like hell now, but he was smart enough to know that the ground probably had more than a million sorts of germs. He didn’t want all of that crawling up in his flesh wound. When he finally found himself rid of that irking fruity stench and sticky skin, he tried to step out of the shower to reach for his towel.

Of course, in that exact moment, he stepped into nothingness. Nothingness, except the shower behind him. Ghost logic he supposes. As usual, the green eyes bore into his, but he wasn’t afraid anymore. Okay, he was a little afraid, but he was able to move, which made things exponentially better for Tighnari. That, and he finally forced himself to get a full view of the woman. She had a white and light green dress with golden intricacies, and her white hair had glowing green highlights, along with her trademark green eyes. Her round face was sullen, a mourning type of sadness, which made Tighnari question her intentions even more.

However, it didn’t take Tighnari long to remember that he was literally butt-naked. He let out a scream of embarrasment, which immediately startled the ghost-lady, who started screaming.

“What’s wrong with you?!” Tighnari exclaimed in anger, going to hide behind his shower curtain, peeking out to glare at the lady “Stalking me was bad enough, but this is just ridiculous. What the heck is so important you’d follow me to MY BATHROOM?!” She covered her eyes, blubbering with embarrasment “I’m…I’m so so sorry! I didn’t think…I…I was just following your aura! I’m not usually this indecent, please forgive me!”

“You…ugh…just…hand me my clothes.” he demanded, pointing to…nothing. Right. “I need my clothes. Then we can talk about whatever.” he didn’t know what the ghost did, but the minute he heard a snap of fingers, he could feel the familiar atmosphere of his own home. She threw him his clothes as soon as she found them on the hanger near the door. Tighnari wiggled into his clothes and stepped out of the shower, very disgruntled.

“Alright, now what do you want?” he spat, sitting himself on top of his toilet seat, furrowing his eyebrows with a stern expression on his face. The ghost lady nodded slightly and moved towards him “Do you know who I am Tighnari?”

Tighnari blinked in surprise at the mention of his name. His stalker seemed more…tamer than he had expected. But it still unsettled him. “How do you know who I am?! And don’t stall. Answer my question, what do you want with me?”

The ghost lady didn’t seem frustrated in the slightest at Tighnari’s exasperation and never-ending sass. She calmly nodded lightly “I understand.” she spoke softly. She moved her delicate hand near Tighnari’s forehead, it hovering in front of it “May I?” Tighnari simply shrugged, internally preparing himself for whatever’s bound to happen. She touched his forehead, and after that all he could see was a plethora of swirling colors. He squinted just the slightest and rubbed his eyes, it burning with the overwhelming saturation.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a gigantic illusion sort of thing in front of him. He was back in the realm of darkness, only this time with the strange image. Unable to resist, he touched it. It had a sort of tactility but he couldn’t place what it felt like. But that wasn’t the thing that confused him the most. The hologram, was of him.

He was surrounded by something that resembled an apocolypse, wearing some sort of strange looking costume with a mask. It wasn’t just him there either. A strange looking robot like thing stood beside him, along with a red haired girl with a similar get-up Tighnari had, and a brown-haired muscular girl. He looked far older than he was now, almost like an adult. On his waist, there was a strange green glowing crystal like artifact.

Tighnari looked at the lady blankly “Is there going to be an apocolypse or something? Because I’m not fighting zombies.” The lady shook her head lightly “I brought you here to show you your destiny.” she motioned towards the hologram like image “You along with many others are destined to become great heroes. Teyvat used to be protected by the Archons, many many years ago.”

“The Archons?” Tighnari interrupted, taking a seat on the floor well aware of how long this was going to take. “They were vigalantes or something, right? Protected each of their cities from….bad guys.”

The lady scrunched up her face just the slightest, before nodding “Yes, I suppose you could say that. But all of the Archons have either deseased or gone into hiding. I have, unfourtunately, been cursed with the former.”

Tighnari’s eyes widened at the sudden revealation “So you are a ghost then. A ghost of an Archon.” “It’s far more complicated than just an apparation. It is a remenant of my old soul, before I got reincarnated, but that is far from important.”

The hologram suddenly zoomed in to the crystal artifact on his hip, a schematic diagram apparating in front of them “This is a vision,a magical artifact of great power and importance. The gods have choosen you amongst the people who have walked this earth to wield it.” with a swirling of a green light, the very thing in the picture appeared in her hand. Tighnari reached out to the vision, holding the powerful object delicately in his own hands. It pulsated in his hands, emitting a bright green glow.

It had a green crystal centre, with a heart looking symbol of some sorts engraved into it. It was placed into a case of gold, carved into the shape of a leaf. He could feel a sort of…power coursing through him. This didn’t feel right. He enjoyed the feeling of that power, and he didn’t like it. “I don’t get it.” he stated “Why now? What exactly is the criteria for this whole thing? What do you even want me to do with this?”

“If you are willing to be patient, I can answer all of your questions for you.” Tighnari made an action of pretending to zip his mouth shut before nodding silently, keeping true to his word.

“For your first question,” the archon held a singular finger up “The gods predict a dark force rising amongst the shadows. When the archons were still united, our souls were nothing but pure. Yet, the abyss had found it’s way to corrupt the Tsaritsa’s heart. From our knowledge, her soul is still alive, and with it a shroud of darkness will overcome our nation. Your first and foremost duty as a vision-bearer is to do whatever it takes to protect your nation from all the evil and corrupted. As for how to defeat her, that’s the difficult part you and your companions must figure out for yourselves.”

“For your second question, I’m afraid I am unable to answer that. For I am only a messenger of the heavenly principles. I’m sure it saw a power of great virtue and a distict view and array of knowledge in you and others who have recieved a dendro vision. Dendro resembles the power of knowledge and reasoning, valuing those with different sorts of intellect, with intelligence that stands out from others.”

“So I’m a child prodigy?” Tighnari interrupted, gasping in awe before smacking a hand over his mouth “Sorry, sorry. Go on.”

“You have been chosen Tighnari.” the archons simply said, ignoring the interruption “How you choose to use this great power is completely your own choice. But heed my words, with great power lies great responsibility?”

“Oh! Like Spiderman!”

She tilted her head to the side slightly, a blank expression written all over her face “Oh, I didn’t intend to quote the fictional character, but I suppose the same logic would apply here.”

Tighnari took a moment to reflect on the female archon’s words, what exactly was he being asked to fight for. Even with his kind of large ego and never ending levels of sass, he felt doubt weigh inside of him “Can I just…” Tighnari muttered “not accept it? I think you got the wrong guy. Maybe there’s another Tighnari you’re talking about. I’m named after an entire race, it could be anyone from it. I can’t fight. I’m good at school, and I get really good grades, but I’m not THAT smart.”

“There are other types of ways you’re an intelligent person Tighnari.” she replies softly, her words of sickenly sweet affirmation actually getting to him. “I can feel it in your aura, you’re very special. All you need is more trust in your abilities.”

“Aura? What the heck is my aura? And how the hell am I gonna find the Tsaritsa in the first place? And..”

“I’m afraid I am,” all of the sudden, the ghost started glitching before his eyes “runnin…running..run..” “You’re kidding me, the one time I need you to not go away, you decide to go away?!” he exclaimed, lifting himself off the floor and rushing towards the apparition, the vision keeping a steady pace of flickering in his hands “What do I do?!”

He felt a surge of nauseousness in his head, his stomach twisting into knots, finding himself suddenly wanting to puke out his guts as he felt his face turn a violent shade of green. He staggered with the sudden rush of sickness and fell on his back where colours flashed in front of his eyes. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut, an attempt to make his headache go away. When he opened them, he was staring up at his bathroom ceiling. Just the way things were.

He clutched his vision tightly towards his body, strange feelings of pressure and fear building up in his chest. He heaved a heavy sigh, this wasn’t how he expected this day to go at all.

Dear diary,

I know this is my third entry today, but I don’t care. I don’t know what to do with this. ‘This’ being the information I have. This new power. This new insight on our disastrous future. I’m not a hero. I’ve never thought of myself as one. I care about people, but not to an extent I would sacrifice anything of my own. I just don’t have that heroic complex within me. Everything i’ve ever planned to do in life is centred around what I want, and what benefits me and me only. Someone with a mindset like that could never be a hero.

So why me? Why was I choosen to be a Vision-weilder? I’m selfish, greedy, vain, and self-centred. Everything a hero shouldn’t be. But if the fate of the world is really on my shoulders…do I even have a say in this at all?

Tighnari.

@smileything

[chickenkurage]

I wanna yap about ATG!Alan a little even if we don't know much about him yet I STILL DO!!!

I can't stop giggling about the fact when the 2nd design art about him was posted, I can't stop giggling at the text saying him getting pretty privileges out of nowhere, LIKE IT SEEMED SOMEHOW UNEXPECTED AND I CAN'T STOP GIGGLING ABOUT IT, and ah yes... He can't be a terrorist without that absolute iconic cursor along with him! Now that is just perfection!!! XDD

Also seeing the other posts and there was one where TCO and TDL weren't terrorist's at all but apparently Alan is in this???? Now I'm starting to think they're.... Maybe somehow/somewhat swapped I think??? Maybe like the hollowheads being normal regular sticks??? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- SO MANY QUESTIONS ALREADY!!! LIKE DANG THIS ALAN WILL LITERALLY GO FULL ON SERIOUS MODE FROM LOOKING AT THE VERY FIRST POST ABOUT HIM, LIKE.... I'M INVESTED AND I'M ALL HERE FOR NEW THINGS COMING IN THE FUTURE!!! AND I AM ABSOLUTELY READY FOR THE FANFIC TOO!!! *INHALES*..... You two are literally and seriously gonna be the reason why I am gonna be hyperfixated with ALAN AUS INSTEAD.... TO THE POINT I WANNA SEARCH FOR MORE OF THEM ACROSS AO3-

(Also this is for spongey if they're reading this rn but I reblogged your post where you talked about my Ink!Alan AU! I replied to it and talked about two ideas in mind! The 2nd being more longer and it involves the alan association! My apologies to JM as well for not saying much to them though- I sometimes feel like that it seems like I focus on spongeys answers more than theirs so my apologies again- I really do appreciate your answers too like the recent one you did! ^^ I feel like I'm saying too much oh my gosh I'm sorry- AAA-)

ATG is still under works but we can yap about it of course! Or you can even ask questions! I don't mind answering them :DDD

Hehe "Pretty Privileged" Alan LMAOO, it's just an inside joke between us JM because she made him so pretty for some reason LMAOOO, so now he is the Alan AU that is "Pretty". And yes the cursor, there is a reason why he has that, hehehe, we can talk about a lot of ATG and i swear i will tell heheh even Alan's origin *wink* *wink*

Hmm with the terrorist, TCO and TDL not being a terrorist, it is not necessarily a swap. But there is a reason why Alan is acting like that, as hinted in the "silly scuff" doodle of him. The hollow heads being a normal stick, they are still the same....Yes, just a different creator, that's why TDL, TCO and even victim will be extra chill HEHE.

IM GLAD YOU'RE INVESTED YEYYYY :DDDDD, even im hyped for ATG even though im the one creating it, which does not make any sense. There's a lot of Alan AU's here on tumblr as well!! :333, mostly on tumblr as far as i know (??). You have to check them all out and they are really really dope!!

And yes! Thank you for telling me about the post :DDD, sometimes i tend not to open my main account because i forget i actually have one XDD, AND OMG INK ALAN IS CONNECTED TO AA? Don't worry when i showed this message to JM she was laughing because she told me that you liked me more, and i said "hehe" so proudly LMAOO. My child loves me :DDD. JM is alright with it, if you come across our inbox she would always tell me to answer it because she knows you want my response XDD. !! - S

[imsparky2002]

Mirrorverse Crossover - Mylene

The sea witch felt as though she could throw up as she watched the princess practically float to her seat. Sweet little songbirds fluttered around her, at her feet were some squirrels and rabbits.

“Revolting…” Mylensula sneered. “Simply revolting.”

“I’m sorry!” Snow Mylene explained. “My little friends feels comfortable around, and I wouldn’t shoo them away.”

“I’m going to be sick!” Mylensula groaned as Snow Mylene nuzzled a songbird against her cheek.

The other villains watching made gagging noises to show their disgust. Mylensula just rolled her eyes and let out a knowing chuckle.

“Oh come now. I’ve seen the way you take care of your ‘poopsies’.”

The sea witch let out a “hmph” and tossed her hair. “My little darlings are superior to your little fleabags! Just as I outclass you in every way” she said, her voice dripping with arrogance.

As expected, Snow Mylene remained humble. “Well you are quite the enchantress. I couldn’t make your sort of deals if my life depended on it.”

Mylensula didn’t soften at the compliment. “Flattery will get you nowhere.” she sneered.

At this point, QuasIvan couldn’t help but let out a grunt of annoyance. “Can’t she take a compliment?” he muttered.

“My scallop ain’t need any hero to tell ‘er how great she is! She’s perfect in every way!” Ivan Oogie gushed, with spiders spinning heart-shaped webs in his eyes.

“Doesn’t stop you from yapping about her constantly.” Kimton snarked. 

His hero counterpart waved him off. “There’s nothing wrong with letting the world know you’re dating a queen.” He said, snuggling AriOndine, who giggled and pecked his cheek.

“For once, I agree.” Juleficent admitted, grasping QRC’s hand.

Back in the meeting room, Mylensula began to grin once again.

“How on earth are you the fairest in all the land?” she said, her voice clearly mocking the idea. Snow Mylene began to frown, as she had always been rather insecure about the mirror’s declaration.

“I… I don’t know. I’ve never really felt as though I deserved that title.” she admitted. Mylensula’s grin became even wider.

“Oh but you didn’t have a choice, did you? After your daddy croaked and your mother was already six feet under.” The villain taunted, cackling with glee.

Snow Mylene felt time stop as she relived the memories of being driven away by her stepmother and watching her father die. She took deep breaths to calm herself.

“And even worse, you repay his sacrifices by partnering with a freak.” Mylensula jeered.

“I haven’t insulted your darling ‘bugaboo’, so I’ll ask for the same level of courtesy when you speak about my gentle harmony.” Snow Mylene replied, her tone incredibly curt.

“And what are you going to do about it? Sing me to death?” Mylensula mocked.

“Well, it’d be a shame if my woodland friends discovered a new type of seafood.”

The sea witch’s eyes dilated as she let out a roar of fury.

“DON’T YOU DARE THREATEN MY BABIES! YOU INSOLENT LITTLE WHELP! I WILL TURN YOU INTO A POLYP AND LOCK YOU IN THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA!!” Mylensula screamed, her tentacles whipping about as she rushed to attack the princess. AriOndine let out a gasp of fear and hid her face in Kimules’ chest.

Snow Mylene merely rolled her eyes and grasped the villain’s arm, giving it a small twist with her fingers. The sea witch immediately went down, out for the count. There was a moment of silence… before a deafening roar of fury from Mylensula’s boyfriend.

“WHAT DID YOU DO?!” Ivan Oogie snarled, rushing to Mylensula.

“If you would let me explain-”

“YOU SHUT UP!” he hissed. “WHAT DID YOU DO TA MY SCALLOP?! I SWEAR I’M GONNA-”

His wrist was suddenly grabbed by QuasiIvan, who had rushed in as well.

“If you so much as lay a finger on my songbird-”

“YOUR PRECIOUS FUCKIN’ SONGBIRD HURT MY DARLIN’ I WAN’ HER HEAD!” the boogieman roared.

“I can help with that!” Nath of Hearts offered, pulling out his axe.

Ivan Oogie suddenly freezed as a pair of delicate hands hit the pressure point on the back of his neck.

“She did no such thing.” Marilan stated icily. “Your precious sea witch is only unconscious, because of a nerve technique. She’ll wake up in ten minutes, tops. I would know, I’m the one who taught Mylene that move. Calm down now.”

She pressed harder on the spot, causing Ivan Oogie to yelp in pain.

“AAAGH! Alright! Alright! Just lemme go!” he squealed. She does so as he limps over to Mylensula and picks her up, scurrying away.

“Y’all are gonna pay! I swear!”

Finally we get our next crossover! As you can see, Snow Mylene isn't as dainy as she appears on the surface. Me and Weeby had so much fun writing it and we can't wait to see what you guys think in the comments and reblogs! @artzychic27 @msweebyness

[castielx3]

.•🪻Introduction🎭 •.

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⏳Last Updated: 12/15/24. . .

⭐️Hello! Im Castiel, but i go by Cas, casey, cassy, and kaz. Im a tad bit new to Tumblr!

⭐️Some info on me is in my bio, on the carrd link. This should show you a page with some info i made, and if you have any questions, feel free to ask me!

⭐️Pronouns: None specific, afab, im very confused hehe

⭐️Music: I don’t support problematic artists, i only enjoy the music! Though, i do like the Cure, Depeche Mode, Lebanon Hanover, Darling Violetta, Jack Conte, Schoolyard Heroes, Tearful Moon, David Bowie, the Smiths, and more!

⭐️Fashion: Mostly goth! I like funky and whimsical patterns and designs too, as well as morute.

⭐️Sexuality: Omnisexual, polyamory. Romantic and platonic love differences is confusing..

⭐️What my tumblr is about: Nothing specific! I post art, photography, just random images and yapping, writing, etc! Whatever comes to my mind! What I likely will post lots about though is OCS and BSD, as well as characters played by Johnny Depp.

⭐️DONT: Repost/use my art or writing without my consent.. it will be considered stolen if so! Though, it is alright to take inspiration from my art, or my writing. Feel free to ask to use my art, but you will have to tell me what you are using it for first.

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Im gonna stop yapping!!!

…for now, atleast. :3

Silliness is guaranteed from me and i am mildly afraid of socializing with new people but its also very yippee!!!!! (Aka if you like my interests or just wanna say hi and you arent a creep/listed in DNI on carrd please do feel welcome to say hi, ill reply as soon as i can)

AISBWKWJWLJEOWJWKQJWOWJW☺️🎀🦅🦅🦅🦅

[sakashq]

I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE. (Pablo Gavi x fem!reader)

⛓️‍💥 summary: You don’t love him anymore. But he can’t stop loving you.

⛓️‍💥 wc: ≈400

⛓️‍💥 warnings: angst ,, y/n usage 🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️

⛓️‍💥 yap! i’m sorry in advance.

⛓️‍💥 my girls <3 @ar4ujos @hrts4havertz @planetpedri @halfwayhearted @iovepoem 🤍

“Pablo… I’m sorry. I can’t love you the way you want me to.”

Your words shot through his heart like a bullet, breaking him instantly. He felt a piece of his mind die with his heart, the piece that only focused and thought about you.

It wasn’t his fault you didn’t love him anymore. He did nothing wrong and that was the worst part about it. Why couldn’t he do something bad to give you a reason to fall out of infatuation?

Your heart stung when you saw a tear fall from Pablo’s cheek. Why, why, why?

“Y/n, please. Don’t say that,” Pablo begged. “Don’t say that.” He repeated softly, his voice barely above a whisper. It broke you as much as it broke him.

“This just might be better for us, you know? You don’t deserve to be stuck with someone who doesn’t feel the same for you,” you replied, walking closer to him. You grabbed his hands, removing them from his face. His cheeks were flushed red and his eyes were bloodshot from the crying. Your heart tugged at you once again.

He looked at you, his big brown eyes looking at you with despair. You felt a stray tear fall from your own face, the sight in front of you killing you.

“I love you. It wasn’t supposed to be like this,” he whispered, his heart aching as you kept your gaze on him.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean, Pablo,” You told him. “I love you, just not in the way you want and I’m sorry for that. But I still care about you, okay?”

“I can’t do this without you,” he began to sob, hugging your waist and crying into your chest. You felt your shirt begin to stain with his tears, another tug at your heart.

You let him cry, holding onto him with one arm and running your hand through his hair with the other. “It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay,” you whispered reassuringly, but it wasn’t helping him at all. You felt your heart begin to crack each second this continued on, as he begged for you to stay and cried into your arms. “I got you, Pablo.”

Did you really, though? You were leaving him, out of the blue with no warning to do so. Did you really deserve to have him after how much you hurt him? The questions made your headache, along with the tears that fell from your eyes and dropped on Gavi’s hair.

“I’m sorry. I love you.”

[n0rdic-kn1ght]

“Damn That Impudent Dhampir” - An Alucard Tepes X OC Fanfiction (Part 2)

The wagon ride was mostly silent the rest of the way. A few times I picked up on Trevor and Sypha’s mostly quiet murmurs of conversation, and occasionally they turned around to ask me how I was doing in back. I didn’t hear a single peep out of Alucard, though; save for him clearing his throat, or humming very softly. But no words. We made our way up to a clearing, where the wagon came to a slow stop, one of the horses grunting as they came to a halt.

“Would you guys like some help setting up for the night?”, I asked Sypha as she came around the back.

“Oh, Lorena, you’re very kind, but—you still have that arm to look after. Just for tonight, I’d feel better if you’d just rest”, she explained, with a kind smile on her pretty face.

“Ah, she seems like a tough cookie, Sypha. I’m sure she could help if she wants”, Trevor began, placing a hand on Sypha’s shoulder, eliciting a blush from her. “So do you want to?”

I nodded, and smiled.

“Of course. It’s the least I can do, for now. After all, you guys did mend me”, I point out, with a shrug.

“Actually it was I who patched you up. My mother was a doctor”, Alucard chimed in, taking a step towards me. “You’re welcome.”

I took note of the smug tone in his voice, and my brows furrowed with irritation. I stayed silent, unsure of how to reply.

“You stare daggers into me. You should be thankful. Trevor and Sypha insisted we help you. I initially was going to act like I didn’t see you. I didn’t feel like stopping our journey for somebody I don’t know”, he explained further, his tone completely cold.

My face scrunched up in disgust at his rude behavior, and I scoffed.

“Well some fucking doctor you are…”, I shot back.

“Like I said, my mother was the doctor. Not me.”

“Oh! Big deal! You were gonna just leave me there, to potentially die?”, I questioned him, angrily, slowly walking towards him.

“Somebody would’ve helped you, if it wasn’t us”, he replied, with a shrug, not even looking at me.

“You don’t know that for sure!”

“You’re right. I don’t.”

I smacked him hard, with my good arm. His eyes flashed with anger, and he growled low in his throat. Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist, and yanked me close to him. His eyes bored into mine.

“Hey! Alucard! Stop that!”, Trevor yelled at him, starting to rush over to us, with Sypha.

“Lay your hands on me, again, and we are going to have some serious problems, brat…”, he told me, his body slightly shaking with anger.

He shoved me away before Trevor and Sypha could get closer. Sypha immediately wrapped an arm around me.

“Are you alright?”, she asked me. “I’m so sorry about him.”

Trevor shoved Alucard.

“What the hell is wrong with you, man? What the fuck has gotten into you? You don’t grab a woman like that. Besides, I heard you yapping; you deserved that smack”, he scolded him, angrily.

Alucard just narrowed his eyes at the Belmont, and then roughly pushed past him. As Alucard walked past Sypha, she grabbed him by the arm, fast.

“Oh, no! You’re not doing anything else before you apologize to her!”, she said to him, jabbing a finger at him.

“Tch. Fine. Sorry”, he said, curtly.

“A real apology!”

Alucard inhaled slowly, and sharply exhaled.

“I’m sorry for grabbing you, Lorena”, he said, sounding insincere.

“It’s not okay, but I’ll forgive you”, I replied back, crossing my arms.

Eventually, after we set up camp for the night, I did the honors of casting the firewood alight. Now, in the center, we had some warmth. I sat next to it, warming my hands with a soft smile on my face. Sypha took a seat on the other side of the fire, shortly followed by Trevor.

“Mm… so cozy!”, Sypha said, with a smile. “For the end of April, it’s awful chilly at night, lately…”

“True that”, Trevor replied, smirking as he too, warmed his hands.

I glanced over and noticed Alucard silently pacing back and forth over by the wagon. He had his hands in his pockets, and he looked down at the ground, kicking a small rock it looked like. His whole demeanor made him look like a typical rebellious young man. I let out a very quiet huff of laughter, and then turned my attention back to the fire. Trevor seemed to notice Alucard just standing around, so he called him over.

“Hey, Alucard! Get your sulky ass over here… Lorena got a nice fire going, you can at least act like you care”, he called out to him.

Alucard sighed, and walked over to us. He sat next to me, but still kept a bit of a distance. He took off his gloves and warmed his hands, just like the rest of us.

“What were you doing over there?”, Sypha asked him, curiously, her brows slightly furrowed.

Alucard’s eyes flickered up to her, and he seemed to briefly have an offended expression.

“Nothing. Why do you want to know?”, he retaliated.

Sypha rolled her eyes.

“Okay, sorry I asked. Be like that, then”, Sypha answered, rolling her eyes.

I averted my gaze, and was deep in thought for about a minute, before the sound of Trevor sucking back on his flask caught my attention. I looked up, and he finished it off impressively fast. He then tossed the flask aside.

“Alright…”, he said, his voice already sounding a little slurry. “There’s only two tents, unfortunately, and they each only fit two… so somebody’s gonna have to room with someone else. There’s four of us…”, he said, a little smirk on his face.

“I don’t mind sharing with somebody”, I said, shrugging.

“Me neither”, Sypha said.

Alucard remained silent, of course, but I could sense his silent frustration.

“And we’re gonna figure this out with a good ol’ game of… spin the flask!”, Trevor proclaimed, laughing. “Okay, okay—I’ll spin… and whoever it lands on, is my roommate for the night. The other two—you guys share.”

We all just nodded, and watched as Trevor spun his flask. He looked down at it and seemed to blush as it landed on Sypha. Sypha’s cheeks didn’t falter to redden, as well.

“Well, then… Sypha and I will take one, and you two”, he began, pointing to Alucard and I. “Will get the other! Problem solved!”

I nodded, not all too happy about sharing with Alucard. However, I tried to act as mature about it as I could.

“Cool”, I just said, smiling.

“For the love of God…”, Alucard murmured, sighing in exasperation. “I’m already going to bed.”

With that, he got up and walked to the tent behind us, and he slowly stepped inside, and laid down in it. I slowly turned back to Sypha and Trevor.

“Don’t feel too bad, Lorena. He’s an idiot”, Sypha told me, shaking her head.

“Yeah, don’t worry about him… he doesn’t even know his own asshole from a hole in the ground”, Trevor remarked, giggling. “Plus, I think he just likes you.”

I blushed, not wanting to admit just how handsome and alluring I found the dhampir, despite his bad attitude. Perhaps it was just our history together that made my body quiver at the thought of staring into those golden eyes. Even so, I did have a love of pretty boys.

“O-oh…”, was all I could muster.

Sypha then yawned.

“I think I’d like to sleep now, as well. Goodnight, Lorena”, she bid me goodnight, as she stood up with Trevor.

“Nighty-night”, Trevor drunkenly said to me.

The pair walked to their tent, and slipped inside, disappearing from me then and there. I was all alone by the campfire. I sighed, and stared up at the night sky for a long time. I was deep in thought about my whole life, and this journey I was now on. I wondered if after all was said and done, and Dracula was no more… what would be of me and these three people who saved me? Would we still be friends? I shrugged. With no more to think about, I stood up and walked to the tent behind me. Alucard was already fast asleep, and I heard him softly snoring. Very carefully, I slipped under the blanket next to him, careful not to touch him, or wake him. I closed my eyes.

[im-jas-dont-mind-me]

clearly i am going through seasonal depression so i need to start posting each and every thought to tumblr 😃

a few years ago, i moved to a new town and since sophomore year have been attending my current hs (im a senior rn). there were friends from my old city i thought id stay close with that i basically never spoke to again, and friends i thought id immediately drift apart from that i stayed really close with.

but now, even the friends that i was close with just a few months ago feel like they’re drifting away from me. i mean, i expected this 2 years ago, now that it’s finally happening, why am i perplexed about it?

it’s senior year and i’m freaking out because the friends from my old school have already drifted or are in the process of drifting, after graduation it’s sooner or later that my current close friends from my current school are gonna drift away too.

and despite being an introvert i really feel the need to have people that i feel comfortable talking to and hanging out with. people that im close to. im sure thats relatable to most people but i still feel like there are a lot of people who are stronger than me in terms of how much isolation they can stand

i was a pretty lonely person freshman year, without many friends. i met my best friend then and she’s still my best friend right now, though i can’t bring myself to reply to her texts on some days because im just so lazy.

my point is. i’m lazy and i can’t even reply to my own best friend most days. how can i trust myself to maintain the rest of my relationships after high school? i really just don’t wanna end up lonely again. i don’t want to re experience freshman year though it’s probably inevitable for that to happen at some point in my future.

it’s just that i absolutely hated freshman year and now it’s been almost 3 years that i haven’t felt that isolation. how will i handle eventually going back to that?

i mean sure it’s unrealistic to expect all 8-9 of my close friends to immediately never talk to me again after graduation, especially since some of those don’t even attend my school so it would make no difference to our friendship.

but i guess stressing over that fear made me realize something.

i need to stop making mental status quos of my relationships with friends. i think id often fall down the rabbit hole of “how close do i feel with this person? how close do they feel to me? this person is currently one of my close friends. they’re close enough that i expect-“ no. i shouldn’t expect.

this sounds so edgy but like. it’s honestly just me realizing that obsessing over the state of my close relationships isn’t healthy. because relationships are ever changing. i could get super close with someone who’s just an acquaintance rn, or i could drift apart from one of my closest friends. sure it’s good to have a general idea of where you stand with a person, especially if it’s someone you really care about.

i saw this post a few days ago that said. there are people out there you’ve never met that will be someone who loves you and someone you love in the future. and knowing that should help counter out my fear of losing the current people who i love.

anyway, i’ve decided that just going with the flow and trying my best with my current friendships without obsessing over where they’ll go in the future is probably the healthiest for both current me and future me’s mental state.

tldr me yapping about my fear of abandonment (i guess) and how my perspective changed to get over it

personal diary entry complete lol

this post definitely did not express all my thoughts on this and some aren’t worded very well but it’s okay because i’m glad to at least get some of it out