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damdammy · 3 years ago

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Will open requests soon, need to sort out my rules first ^^ in the meantime, have a scenario that’s based on a request from my old blog ^^ Enjoy reading!!

I haven’t written in forever so if its bad pls bear w me LMAO

Request: Diluc & Kaeya - Reader has Hanahaki disease and is very reluctant on confessing (Angst to fluff please ^^) ~ 🐺 Anon

warnings: mention/description of vomiting, blood, alcohol (its not as bad as it seems i swear)

for those who do not know what Hanahaki disease is: a fictional (emphasis on fictional) disease, often used in fanfictions, where the victim regurgitates and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from unrequited love. The illness can only be cured through surgical removal, however any existing romantic feelings are also removed with the infection. (i got this from urban dictionary lol)

oop also im going with the kaeya is from khaenri’ah theory here :)

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Diluc

“Are you sure you’re okay, y/n?” Jean’s voice was laced with concern as she placed a small pile of papers on her desk. They simply nodded, but their pale face was telling her something else. Y/n’s hand was covering their mouth and they were struggling to stand straight. They couldn’t do their work like this, they would only feel worse. What if something happened to them?

“You know what, this commission isn’t really urgent anyway.” y/n’s eyes slightly widened. Jean sent them a soft smile “You should go home.” Y/n shook their head in protest. They knew that Jean assumed this was a simple cold or something similar, but it was far from that. If only they could tell them..

“Jean, I promise you that I’m doing just fine. I’ll finish the paperwork like you asked me to.” Y/n said and made their way to her desk.

“Y/n, I appreciate your determination but I’d much prefer you resting and then coming back. Besides, I can ask other knights to do this for me too, it’s alright.” It was hard for y/n to still hold it all in, but they felt like they had to. Maybe going home was a good idea.. It wasn’t like they were going to get much work done anyway. After thinking in silence for a moment, y/n finally complies.

“Don’t try to rush coming back to work, it’s better to get the exact amount of rest you need in the long run.” y/n nodded and was about to thank her when the uncomfortable feeling returned. They covered their mouth and swallowed the flowers back, despite the burning feeling it caused in their throat. Jean saw the apologetic look in their eyes and smiled, telling them it was alright.

As soon as y/n stepped foot outside of the headquarters of the Knights of Favonius, they rushed home. On their way, multiple people had attempted to greet them or have a small conversation, but y/n’s gaze remained fixated on the ground.

A sigh of relief left their mouth after closing the door behind them. Their feet gave up, making them slide down against the door to the ground. As an attempt to control their pain, y/n rested their head on their knees, taking heavy breaths.

Why did this have to happen to them? Why? Why couldn’t they have fallen for anyone else, or nobody for that matter? Why did it have to be him?

The uncomfortable feeling returned, except this time with a lot more force. Y/n couldn’t even run to the bathroom, so before they knew it there were a couple of small lamp grasses on the ground, along with a few drops of blood. The burning sensation was still present in their throat.

The fact that y/n couldn’t do anything to get rid of this burden was making them feel helpless. Of course he didn’t love them, anyone could tell that. The thought itself made their eyes water.

They saw the way he looked at Jean. The way his mannerisms slightly changed, how he appeared slightly more comfortable around her. But even if Diluc didn’t see her that way, he didn’t seem like the type to be easily interested in someone romantically.

“Y/n?” fuck. What was Venti doing here? They stayed silent, so Venti knocked softly on their door and spoke again. “I said hi to you earlier but I don’t think you saw me. You looked a little unwell, is everything alright?”

“I-I’m fine!” They reply, trying to feign happiness in their voice. In reality however, y/n was struggling to breathe without feeling a sharp pain, caused by the flowers in their mouth.

“Are you sure? Oh, how about I’ll bring you some food from Good Hunter? I’ll also get some alcohol for you!” y/n wasn’t even able to protest, because Venti immediately followed saying he’d be right back. They appreciated his efforts, but why would someone give a sick person alcohol?....

There wasn’t much time for y/n to think about it more, because soon the uncomfortable feeling returned. Soon, more and more flower petals, some covered with blood, found their way on the ground, and y/n was too sick to even try to clean it up.

The solution to this seemed so easy, but at the same time they knew it wasn’t possible. Diluc didn’t love them. He really didn’t. Why else would they be struggling here like this?

In the meantime, Venti was rushing to Diluc’s tavern. As soon as the redhead heard the door open and turned around, his face fell.

“Venti, I told you I’m not giving you any more alcohol this we-”

“It’s for y/n!” He interrupted him. Diluc stopped drying the glass he was holding and eyed Venti skeptically. “They’re not feeling well.” The bard explains

“And you think alcohol is going to make them feel better?”

“...Yes??” Man…. This guy was immortal, how could he be this stupid? While resting the back of his hand against his forehead, Diluc released a deep sigh. If Venti was going to try to take care of y/n on his own, he wasn’t sure if that would end well.

“I think y/n would appreciate something such as tea or another warm drink a lot more.” Venti shrugged.

“Alright then. Will it take long for it to be prepared?”

“You go bring them some food, I’ll make something and be there soon as well.” The bard agreed and quickly left to bring y/n the meal he bought.

“Hopefully it’s not cold yet.” he mumbled to himself before knocking on their door. Y/n, who had almost fallen asleep on the cold ground lifted up their head.

“Hmm? Who-” before they knew it another set of petals escaped their mouth.

“I brought you some food, y/n! Diluc is making you something to drink, so he’ll be here soon as well. I hope you don’t mind.” Upon hearing his name, y/n’s heart dropped. He was going to be here? Fuck, he couldn’t see them like this.. But they were too weak to send him away.

Another set of petals escaped y/n’s mouth, this time even bigger and bloodier than the ones before. The pain in their throat was also worsening, and they had no idea how much more time they had left.

“Y/n, your food is going to get cold.. Can I come in?” Venti asked. Shit. No. He was going to see the petals and get worried. Did Venti even know what Hanahaki disease was? Maybe he did… He was a god after all. Venti was lost on what to do when y/n gave no response. He could hear that they weren’t doing well, but it felt rude to just barge in.

“What are you still doing here? Their food is going to get cold!” Venti quickly turned his head and smiled when he saw Diluc, holding a teapot along with a smaller cup. He seemed annoyed; not at y/n but at the fact that Venti wasn’t doing much to help. Y/n’s eyes widened upon hearing the familiar voice. Before they knew it, he spoke up again.

“Y/n, I’m coming in.” He didn’t wait and opened their door. His gaze fell on Y/n, who was sat on the ground, at the corner of the living room. What concerned him wasn’t just their dull gaze and , but also the vast amount of flower petals and blood that they were surrounded by.

“What…. What’s going on?..” He mumbled in confusion. Venti, who entered the house after Diluc, seemed to recognize what’s going on.

“Y/n… Don’t tell me..” He stopped mid sentence when they weakly nodded. This was it. Diluc saw them. Venti obviously recognized the disease, but y/n couldn’t tell them who it was.

“Who is it?” Venti asked softly. Y/n shook their head. They couldn’t know. The feeling wasn’t mutual, they were sure of it. Venti wasn’t taking this, so he put the food on the coffee table in the room and walked over to y/n. He knelt down and made eye contact, his eyes practically begging them to tell him.

“Y/n, please, just tell me.” Y/n shook their head again. They wanted to explain why, but before they were able to utter a word, they felt the pain, which had become familiar at this point, return and soon more flower petals were on the ground. Diluc watched in horror. He didn’t understand what exactly was going on, but he knew this wasn’t good. An uncomfortable feeling in his stomach told him chances of this not ending well were big. Y/n noticed Diluc’s change of expression and smiled through their pain and tears. At least he was here now.

“Y/n, I-” Venti shuffled closer to them, not caring about his clothes becoming dirty.

“No Venti, please don’t do anything.” They stopped him. “It’s okay.” they whispered through their tears in hopes to avoid feeling more pain.

“No, help them!” Diluc exclaimed, almost throwing the teapot that he was holding to the ground. How could they say this was okay? What was going on? Why didn’t y/n tell anyone they felt sick? Were they planning on just dying here, in their house, on their own?

“Venti,” y/n whispered again. “Y-you’re the god of Freedom, aren’t you? Please, I don’t want you to try to help me. Let me-” They leaned forward and coughed heavily. Diluc instantly moved closer to them, gently bringing their head on his lap.

“Y/n,” Diluc began, his voice shaking. “Please, let him help you.” Y/n shook their head again.

“Diluc, I can assure you he can’t.” he was still not sure what was going on, but all he wanted was for them to be okay. He didn’t care what was needed or how it had to be done, he just didn’t want to lose them.

“Y/n you can’t do this.” his eyes filled with tears. “How can you just throw away your life like that?!” he raised his voice. “Why… Why do you want it to just end like this? You’re a knight, do you even realize what you’re leaving behind?” As he continued speaking, he started speaking more sharply. Despite this, y/n felt warm. His touch was comforting, despite the fact that his attitude was cold

“Don’t you realize how selfish you’re being right now?!” At this point his voice was even louder. “What am I supposed to do? You’re just going to give up?” A tear escaped his eye and rolled down his cheek as his grip on y/n tightened. Their eyes were teary too, from both the pain and Diluc’s words. Y/n coughed, as the sharp pain had returned and it was even worse. Venti was frozen in his place, not knowing what to do. He knew damn well that y/n had a point, but it hurt so much to just let them go like this. Part of him knew who y/n had feelings for, but he wasn’t too sure and didn't want to jump to the wrong conclusions.

Then again, the calmness in their eyes as they remained in Diluc’s arms despite the unbearable pain was almost an immediate giveaway. And to Venti, it seemed so clear that the feeling was mutual. Maybe, just maybe he would confess. Venti felt it.

“You can’t leave me like this.” he sobbed, his voice still sharp. “You-you can’t just make me fall in love with you and do this to me!”

silence. Complete silence. Diluc looked at their face, and saw that their eyes were closed. Had they been closed this whole time? Did that happen just now? He was doubting everything now.

“v-venti..” Diluc’s tone was normal, but the stutter gave away how nervous he was. When he looked at the bard, he was smiling. The red haired male grew angry.

“Why on earth are you-”

“They’re still breathing.” Diluc immediately looked at them again and he was right. They could see their chest rising and falling slowly. His gaze moved to their face, and he noticed they seemed more at ease. Did the pain stop? He felt lost, but he was afraid to ask.

“Their pain stopped, don’t worry.” Venti said, as if he could read his thoughts. “Maybe they should get some rest in their own room. I’ll explain everything to you after that.” Diluc nodded in agreement and lifted up y/n, bringing them to their room. They remained asleep the whole time. Diluc gently placed them on their bed and put a blanket over them so they won’t get cold. He was probably going to give them their drink still once they woke up.

For a while, he stayed in the room to look at them. Moments ago, he was so close to losing them, but now he felt at peace. They were resting comfortably. Diluc walked over to the door, and stopped for a moment. He looked back at y/n. He had professed his love for them earlier.. What did they think? How did they feel about him?

No, that’s for later. They needed rest now. Venti was waiting downstairs too to explain everything. He was just glad that they were okay now. That was all that mattered, and all he needed.

Kaeya

Fuck. Why? Why did it have to be him? Out of all the people in Monstadt, it had to be the cavalry captain of the knights of Favonius, the man that flirts with people on the regular for fun. He does it to anyone, it doesn’t mean anything.

But why did it make y/n’s heart skip a beat every time? Despite knowing damn well that he had no intent of wanting anything more, they still fell for him. Stupid heart, stupid feelings, stupid y/n.

“You’re incredibly stupid for not telling anyone you were sick.” Rosaria said, almost scolding them if you listened close enough. She had brought them some food, along with some flowers from Flora’s shop. Her reasoning was that she needed some to make them tea but had bought too much, but she secretly just wanted to give them.

“I didn't want anyone to get worried.” Y/n replied. They appreciated their friends in Monstadt of course, but the last thing they wanted was to be a distraction to anybody. Besides, they would have to explain what was wrong… No one needed to know..

“I’m not stupid.” Rosaria continued as she filled a bowl with some hot soup. “it’s Kaeya, isn’t it?”Y/n almost choked on the flower petals they were trying to swallow to avoid throwing up for the billlionth time.

“Look, I’m not going to tell him, as long as you promise me you will confess your feelings to him.” y/n shook their head immediately.

“He doesn't like me back.”

“You never know.”

“Rosaria, he flirts with pretty much anyone in Monstadt. I’m no different.” The woman sighed and rolled her eyes.

“You should see the way he looks at you.” she mumbled to herself. Most people didn’t notice, but Kaeya’s behavior made the smallest change whenever y/ was around. When they weren’t looking, his eyes would be focused on them. His gaze was soft, and anytime they made physical contact he held them like they were the most precious thing on earth. On top of that:

Kaeya wasn’t as much of a cocky flirt as people often made him out to be. On the outside? Sure. On the inside? Not so much. He’d try to be subtle, but after making a flirty remark to Y/n and seeing their reaction, he would subconsciously fiddle with his hands, and Rosaria would always take notice of this, despite his efforts to hide it.

And if he just directly expressed his feelings, or if they gathered the courage to confess their feelings to him, things would be okay. But neither did.

“afternoon, is Y/n here?” fuck. He was here. Y/n tried to quickly get up and leave, but Rosaria pushed them back.

“They’re here!” She called out, making y/n panic again. They tried to stand up, but they felt another sharp pain in their stomach, making them sit back down. They stared at the floor and closed their mouth. The sound of Kaeya’s footsteps was slowly getting closer, until y/n saw his shoes in front of them.

He was silent. No witty remark, not even a hello.

“Did someone do this?” Rosaria internally sighed. She shook her head. Kaeya tried to examine y/n, but their gaze was fixated on the floor and Rosaria was holding them close to her. However, this didn’t stop Kaeya from being observant. He had noticed the small flower petals, along with some drops of blood. It was probably even worse than it seemed, since it was likely that y/n tried to pretend nothing was wrong.

“I need to get some more petals, I’ll be right back. Kaeya, you stay with them.” Before anyone could respond, she was gone. Kaeya reacted quickly and had now wrapped his arms around y/n.

“Hm, I’d expect a little more of a vocal response. It's not every day you get to be this close to the Chivalry captain, right?”

“Not that impressive when I’ve never seen a single fucking horse in this city.” a heartfelt chuckle escaped his mouth, though it only lasted for a short period of time as y/n started coughing again. Kaeya gently propped them up so they were sitting up straight and would at least be able to breathe. He didn’t know what else to do, he felt so lost.

“Do you need anything?” he asked. Kaeya had a horrible feeling about this. He did have some knowledge about certain things when it came to illnesses. However, he didn’t want to believe it was that. It couldn’t be that, right?

“I’m fine, Kaeya. You don’t need to lie to me.”

“Oh, right, because throwing up blood is a regular occurence to you.” he sharply commented. Y/n rolled their eyes.

“Look, I’ll be okay. I’m sure you have better things to do.” the last thing y/n wanted to do was be a burden to him.

“As you said, I’m a chivalry captain who doesn’t have a single horse in possession.” he chuckled. “Besides, I never waste my time. If I didn’t want to be here, I wouldn’t be.” His facial expression was serious again. To be quite honest, it made y/n a little uneasy. Not because his presence made them uncomfortable, but they weren’t used to this very serious attitude. They stayed quiet for a while, not being sure of what else to say.

“Now, would you tell me who the lucky fellow is?” he asked, making y/n choke on the petal flower they were trying to swallow back in their throat. Kaeya was slightly surprised and he couldn’t help but laugh a little at their reaction while gently patting their back. Once they calmed down, they looked at Kaeya wide eyed. He had a small grin on his face as he slightly tilted his head sideways.

“So?” y/n shook their head.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Kaeya averted his gaze and looked at the flower petals and flowers on the ground.

“hm, calla lilies huh? That’s interesting…” he knows, was what went through their mind. He definitely knows. He’s just playing with their emotions at this point. Right?

“Y/n, look,” Kaeya took a deep breath. He clasped his shaky hands together as an attempt to hide his anxiety. “You don’t have to tell me who it is, just make sure to confess your feelings to this person. We can’t afford to lose you over a little crush.”

Kaeya couldn’t deny the fact that his first thoughts upon realizing that y/n had hanahaki disease made his heart drop a little. However, soon that feeling was washed away by him worrying about them and their health. He didn’t care that he wasn’t the one they were in love with, he just wanted them to be okay. And if that meant a future without him, so be it. Kaeya had experienced loss before, this wasn’t new and this was way more bearable.

Y/n bit their lip slightly. Realistically speaking, confessing your feelings to the person you like romantically should be a hundred times easier than having to bear this disease that will definitely kill you if you don’t.Something inside of her however, was making this incredibly difficult. Is Kaeya an ass sometimes? Definitely. But he was also a human with emotions, and y/n could tell this was affecting him too despite his efforts to hide that. Even if he didn’t feel the same way, things should be okay, right?

“R-remember that time Venti, Rosaria, you and I were at the tavern?” They decided to start off slow, in the hopes that it would make this easier. Kaeya nodded. He was looking at them, his full attention focused on them, and nothing else.

“And…. Rosaria said something about me liking you..” By this point Kaeya had already connected the dots. Y/n liked him. He wanted to be happy, but his mind was still focused on making sure Y/n was okay first.

“She wasn’t lying when she said that.” Y/n quickly added and released a breath they had been holding for what felt like forever. “I really, really like you.” silence followed the sudden confession. Y/n grew more and more nervous-- almost annoyed even. What was taking him so long?

Y/n heard a soft sigh released from Kaeya’s lips. They didn’t dare look at him and instead fixated their eyes on… nothing? Y/n was just staring into the void.

They didn’t notice a small smile grazing Kaeya's lips, they didn’t notice his eyes swelling with tears as realization hit as to why they were feeling so sick. They did feel his grip on them tighten. Kaeya removed one hand from y/n and gently held their chin between his thumb and index finger.

“Y/n,” his voice was low, and gentle yet still having the same teasing tone he always had whenever he spoke. It felt different this time though. “Look at me” he said as he gently guided their face to look at him. His touch was far from forceful, y/n could tell he would stop instantly if they turned their head back away from him. But they didn’t. Y/n looked at Kaeya, and their breathing stopped for a moment when the two made eye contact.

“You sure are dense to say the least, aren’t you?” He chuckled softly. “All of this pain, all of these problems you’ve had to deal with… You could’ve just told me how you felt.” Y/n ‘s heartbeat sped up as they started to realize what he was trying to get at.

“What do you mean by that?” They asked, their voice low. Kaeya let out a quiet snort, trying to mask it by scratching his throat afterwards.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, you sly little fox.” He said, unable to control the smile on his face. Y/n stifled a laugh and leaned slightly forward.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, care to enlighten me?” Kaeya was slightly surprised at their boldness but prepared nonetheless. He lowered his hand to their waist and gently pulled them closer.

“Well, I’d be honored to show you instead.”

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pillow-anime-talk · 4 years ago

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wap challenge.

synopsis: ‘WAP challenge’ versus our lovely boys.

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; aged up; romance; mild comedy and fluff; suggestive?

includes: female reader ft. hitoshi shinsou & you shindou {bnha} + eita semi & tobio kageyama {hq!!} + seijuurou mikoshiba & rin matsuoka {free!}

— HITOSHI

↘ It was absolutely NOT YOUR idea to do this challenge. Mina was the initiator of it all, because she’s addicted to the TikTok app, plus she knows every trend that is currently taking place. Plus, she’s your bestie, so it’s super obvious that you’ll do a lot of (stupid) things with her to keep an eye on her silly ass.

↘ UMMM, anyway. Also not gonna lie, but you liked to dance, so it was much easier to induce you this time, hehe.

↘ Therefore, a few trainings later, you could easily record the ‘WAP challenge’ and put it on the pink-haired teenager’s popular account.

↘ Meanwhile, your lovely boyfriend was in the coffee bar with Denki. Unexpectedly, the latter got a notification on his phone.

↘ (Of course, we all know that Kaminari is the second TikTok biggest fan and his content is something like ‘Top10 things I don’t like about Bakugo’.)

↘ Coming back to the topic, the blonde’s eyes automatically widened when he saw the video inserted into Mina’s account; he wasn’t surprised by the young girl’s idea and its general performance, but you... He totally didn’t expect it! After all, you were the complete opposite of a crazy pinky one and you were literally the voice of reason in your friendship.

↘ “Oh, God... Wow. You have to see this, Shinsou.” He laughed under his breath, then restarted the short video and turned the black phone to the boy who currently drinking colored bubble tea.

↘ Well. Needless to say, some cold tea flew out of his mouth and his both cheeks turned redder than Kirishima’s hair.

↘ Aaaand he got an boner.

— YOU

↘ That mf... Okay.

↘ Listen to me.

↘ Honestly, you were never interested in having an account on this whole TikTok app, but you saw a tons YouTube videos of people dancing to an English-speaking female rapper’s song and you just found it as a fun and interesting activity (+ you really liked this lit song, so...).

↘That’s why, you pushed back the furniture in your own room, which was in the Ketsubutsu Academy dorm, and put on a music. The first three attempts were just learning the steps, but by the fourth time you were ready for the real dance, so you tied your hair in a high ponytail to make it more comfortable and corrected the top of your clothes.

↘ Absorbed in setting up the camera and playing the song at the right moment, you didn’t even notice when your boyfriend entered your room. Of course he wanted to say hi or just kiss your pretty face, but at the same moment you jumped up and lifted your leg, quickly dropping to your knees.

↘ Shindou’s eyes widened while he resting his arm against your bedroom white wall. He even bit his lip, feeling a pleasant tingling in the stomach and throat.

↘ To say that he was delighted is definitely not enough.

↘ And when you finished the dance with the split, your boyfriend was still silent... However there was a sound of clapping and mouth pecking throughout the room. Slightly frightened, you turned towards him, and your cheeks flushed deeply.

↘ “Well, well, well. I didn’t expect that, but... I’d love to see it again, babe.” He winked at you, and you quickly covered your red face with your hands, still sitting on the floor.

— EITA

↘ All of us know perfectly that Semi is... a very serious man. I mean, have you seen how much he gives while he playing volleyball and helping his lovely teammates? Eita takes many things seriously (both at school and in private life) hence his strong character and his frequent lack of playfulness when you both have a small talk.

↘ However, you still love him very much and you would do anything for this big baby boy to make him happy and make him feel loved and appreciated as your boyfriend, friend and also volleyball player.

↘ Anyway, you didn’t expect that one day he would come over to your house and your mother would let him in, saying that ‘as always, you are at your own bedroom, listening to music’.

↘ Eita also didn’t expect anything special that day; he just came to you to spend Saturday watching interesting anime, some movies, talking and possibly ordering a pizza at his treat, but then he opened the door to your room and literally at the same moment he saw that you swing your leg up, and after a while you get down on your both knees.

↘ Of course he was so shocked because, firstly, he didn’t expect you to dance, and secondly, he didn’t expect you to dance this kind of moves...

↘ The poor boy who always took everything around him seriously couldn’t absorb for the next few seconds the fact that some people do a lot of things for fun... not for awards and medals like him and his beloved team.

↘ Fortunately, he quickly shook his head and laughed a bit under his breath when you barely managed to do a splits.

— TOBIO

↘ HAHAHGAHHAHDDAHAHAADDXXHJXJXDD. SORRY. I MEAN...

↘ The poor baby boy has his head high in the clouds and is only interested in the volleyball or matches, the milk in the carton from the school vending machine and you.

↘ Therefore, he’s not into the social media like Twitter, TikTok, Tumblr or YouTube. Sometimes he just steals your Spotify or Netflix account, but that’s all.

↘ Therefore, when one random day Hinata and Yamaguchi ran up to him with orange-head’s phone in his hand and a few seconds later asked if he had already seen the video with you in the lead role, the black-haired young man raised an eyebrow up, not understanding about what his two teammates talked at that moment.

↘ However, when after a short while he saw a dance video with loud music on the app on Shouyou’s phone, a small wrinkle appeared on his forehead and his mouth tightened into a narrow line.

↘ When the video was over, he thanked his besties, then took his own smartphone out of his pants pocket to search for your name in contacts. He quickly wrote you a short message, and as you read it, a huge blush appeared on your both cheeks.

↘ Tobi! | 14:23 ; Why didn’t you tell me that you dance? You’re pretty good at it. I’d like to see it privately. See you after classes :).

— SEIJUUROU

↘ :D

↘ Let’s start with the fact that Seijuurou is definitely a social animal and knows a lot of phone apps (unlike Haikyuu boys, lmao).

↘ I mean, he knows perfectly well all Twitter or Tumblr jokes and general slang, his favorite app is probably Instagram, and the Urban Dictionary is his second home, his bestie. Not need to mention that you share Netflix together, you two also are on the same Discord channel, and on top of that, he makes a shitpost on his own Facebook profile.

↘ No wonder that one day when he caught you dancing to the Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion song, he immediately joined to you. As if dancing had been in his veins from the day he was born, almost like swimming.

↘ The young man literally took all your viewers off the account and all the beauty of the fame you worked hard while you putting your own content on the channel.

↘ ‘Well... I expected that.’

↘ After a few days, of course, you changed the main theme of your account and instead of creating it by yourself, you shared it with your beloved boyfriend (after all, you couldn’t refuse the fans and the red-head...).

↘ Now you put all kinds of videos and posts together, and the people on TikTok like both of you very much and consider you two to be the sweetest couple in the whole world.

↘ Camila and Shawn are nothing compared to you!

— RIN

↘ I think Rin would know what TikTok is, and also know that you have an account there, but he has never been more interested in it than necessary.

↘ I mean, it might have existed, but he wouldn’t be interested in getting into the ‘world’ of any influencers and celebrities.

↘ Well.

↘ The big boy was very busy with swimming and with planning your dates...

↘ So when he listened to music on YouTube one randomly evening and totally accidentally click a complication video with ‘WAP Challenge’ tiktoks, he was surprised that you showed up as one of the dancers.

↘ Your all movements were polished and super strong. You danced really great, better than Rin could ever have imagined. Dressed in black shorts and a gray top, you fit well with the sounds and voice of a female rapper, and as the cherry head knew English, his tongue automatically lick his lower lip.

↘ Hmm, I don’t think I need to add to this headcanon the fact that shortly after watching the short video with you about another 20 times, Rin put on his feet shoes and decided to go to your house.

#— 🍁#bnha scenarios #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #shinsou headcanons #hitoshi shinso x reader #yo shindo headcanons #yo shindo x reader #haikyuu x reader #semi eita headcanons #semi eita x reader #kageyama tobio headcanons #kageyama tobio x reader #free! x reader #free! headcanons #mikoshiba seijuurou headcanons #mikoshiba seijuurou x reader #rin matsuoka headcanons #rin matsuoka x reader

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emilythecosmicbun · 4 years ago

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Creepypasta OCs.

Any updates information is on Wattpad WATTPAD: https://www.wattpad.com/story/255861941-creepypasta-ocs-emily-elliot-and-stedge

TW BLOOD, ABUSE MENTION

cottontailprincess is my Instagram and Emilythecosmiccat is my username on some art websites.

They/Them pronouns please

do not sexualise me, my characters or my boyfriend please he isn’t comfortable with that.

okay so these are my two vent ocs.

Emily/Elliot (Bunny.)

one of them, as you know, is my impure agere oc, representing all the sad and flashback parts of everything. I made them to help cope with my thoughts and feelings. They are based off of my appearance and my trauma. They age up with me.

BASIC INFO

Full Name: Emily/Elliot Bunzelle but prefers just Emily or Elliot.

Nickname(s): Bunny, Emmy, El, Em, Princess, Prince, Princette

Meaning of name: Emily (from Urban Dictionary.) An Emily is someone who is crazy inside and out. She knows who her friends are and try’s hard to look after them. She is very pretty but doesn’t always know that. She isn’t always the most popular, but to her that doesn’t matter. She has friends from all ages and they all adore her. She hides her feelings however upsetting they may be.

Meaning of name: Elliot (Urban Dictionary) Elliot is a true master at caring. He teaches how to love and be loved. A man of honour a man of steal. He's as handsome as a Greek God, as strong as diamond, as compassionate as a saint and is as gentle as a father's touch. Elliot possesses a magic within to create a vision in the eyes of all, leaving them stunned at how brilliant and perfect Elliot truly is. A leader, a spirit lifter, a lover, a giver, an Elliot'll leave you speechless with his being, his essence.

Gender: Non-Binary

Pronouns: They/Them

Age:

Currently 19, same as IRL me, though they physically and mentally regress to younger ages, so their age varies. Their main ages are variants of 1+

Date of Birth:

August 21st (Body born in 2001)

Race/Species: English and a Spirit or Entity.

Native language: English (as in England English.)

Orientation/Sexual Preference: Bisexual Personality: Silly, playful, honest, caring, childish, bratty, stubborn, sweet.

Are They Dead: No but they aren't alive either. Somewhere in between.

Any Mental Health Issues?

C-PTSD, due to multiple traumatic events. They frequently experience multiple flashbacks and nightmares, and is usually terrified of leaving their safe space unless it’s with Stedge, even then, they panic.

Triggers: Listed Here. Triggers page on my Carrd.

Powers/Special Abilities: Can float slightly off the ground, is able to phase through walls, spew blood at will, and look "alive" when speaking and comforting children, or just around those they trust.

APPEARANCE:

Looks:

Very young child: Short but very curly/wavy brown hair, a bit lighter than when they are in older looking forms. They wear a pink dress with a white shirt under, and black school shoes. However, they can also just wear a sonic shirt and leggings, or a skirt.

Child: They can vary but their usual look is long curly/wavy brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin, blood on their mouth and nose area, tired-looking eyes, pink dress, sometimes a nightgown, depending on the look, they can wear socks, bunny slippers or even go barefoot! Sometimes they wear bunny ears! Sometimes they like to wear sonic gear.

Teen: Depending on the age as a teen, at the point it's "kawaii" inspired things, sometimes just a Melanie Martinez shirt and pants (or skirt), sometimes overalls! They also wore band merch, stuff like that. They have either long brown hair, black hair or multicoloured hair like Melanie Martinez (dyed in variants such as pink, red, blonde (more like light ginger.)

Adult: Band tops, but also ones with cute designs on such as bunnies or kittens, sometimes overalls or dresses, sometimes even onesies, since they can still have the traits of an agere headspace. Short Brown hair, is a lot chubbier than the rest, can be considered mid or plus size.

Height: Varies depending on form and age, but usually smol.

Weight: (UNKNOWN BUT IT VARIES.)

Hair color: Dark brown/Brown

Eye color: Brown

Scars and/or skin conditions: Has a few bruises and a few cuts in some places, but I prefer to not draw them.

Has a skin condition called psoriasis. (I have it IRL.)

Never Seen Without: White Bun, and their three Cream The Rabbit plushies.

Likes:

• Things with peaches (the fruit) on them. (Including peaches and peach ice tea.)

• Bunnies

• Their Caregiver, Stedge.

• Drawing, and colouring in.

• The colour pink.

• Sonic The Hedgehog.

• Porcelain Dolls

• Stuffed Animals

Dislikes:

• Abusers (including physical, mental and sexual abusers.)

• Those who take advantage of vulnerable people.

• People who don’t take them seriously.

• Drama.

• Being abandoned or left alone.

Relationships:

Stedge - Partner in crime, best friend, caregiver and lover. (Depending on age of course.)

Cream.exe (Sally.exe game) - practically twinning, bunny loves to hang out with cream.exe. (my highest kin, apart from cream herself.)

Family Members - Depending on which member, they do have a good bond or a negative one. Bunny loves them on different levels, some of them, they hate. This does not reflect on how (I myself) feel about said family members.

(If you want your creepypasta oc to be friends with Bunny, just ask!)

OTHER INFO:

• They age up with my current age since they aren't dead and they are based off of me.

• I decided to make them some sort of entity since I couldn’t make them a ghost and still be alive lol they age up with me.

•Their “trauma” is the same as mine, which is why I won’t write it in detail here but they are a victim of abuse.

• They are all bloody because its how I feel about my trauma.

• They physically and mentally regressed to the age they are supposed to be, if they are in their child forms, they are an actual child. (Direct reference to my age regression I use to help me cope with my trauma) They prefer to be in this form so they can protect and befriend children. They don't harm children or other victims of abuse. The children usually call them “bunny.”

• When they're in their adult form, they have a partner called Stephen. Someone who they have known since they were 17 years old. When they are a “child” he takes care of them and protects them to make sure they don't ever get hurt again.

• Their sense of justice is what caused them to want to help other children. They never want to see another child go through what they went through.

Any Other Info is on the Picture.

Stedge

Well, I also made a creepypasta oc to represent my boyfriend, someone who I love and trust to help me during those horrible times. He’s like my partner in crime. lmao also his age isn’t rly there because he ages up with his real life counterpart, which will get updated.

REMINDER TO NOT SEXUALISE HIM AS MY BOYFRIEND IS UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THAT.

BASIC INFO:

Name: Stephen

Nickname(s): Stedge, Mr. Bubbles (by Emily/Elliot.)

Meaning of name: Stephen The most beautiful boy in existence. Has stunning eyes, that make your heart fall through the floor when they crinkle with his perfect smile. Is deep, unlike most boys, and extremely intelligent. Has a big heart, and he doesn't realize when he's being taken for granted. Even though he would never admit it, he sometime's can't see what's right in front of him. An over-analyzer, and very stubborn, but he will admit defeat when he has to. Likes to drive girls crazy, apparently. Easy to fall in love with. Hard to figure out.

Gender: Male

Age: Ages up with IRL person. Currently: 19.

Date of Birth:

9th April

Race/Species: English, Human.

Native language: UK English.

Orientation/Sexual Preference: Straight

Are They Dead: No

Any Mental Health Issues? No, None that we know of.

Triggers: None that we know of.

Powers/Special Abilities:

He doesn't have many powers but he athletic and can run quick and has a good amount of strength. He uses a bat and other various stuff.

APPEARANCE:

Looks:

Short brown hair, brown eyes, a bit of facial hair, variants of a black or dark grey shirt, but obviously not only those, sometimes they’re ripped.

Hair color: Dark brown, brown.

Eye color: Brown.

Scars: None.

Personality: He is quite intelligent and mature, behaves childishly in front of Emily/Elliot, cold and serious, is kind, polite, protective.

Hobbies and Likes: • playing the guitar

• skate (skateboarding)

• listening to tunes

• spending time with Emily/Elliot.

Dislikes:

• Abusers, people who take advantage of vulnerable people.

• People who are cruel to Emily/Elliot.

Relationships: Bunny - Best friend, soulmate, would do anything to make bunny smile, frequently gets them stuffed toys and food.

EXTRA INFO:

He is a few months older than me in IRL, his age is 19 right now, along with mine but will be updated.

Stephen is a human, and helps take care of Emily (in their child forms.) since they are a child and very vulnerable in that state due to their trauma, when they’re adult they are romantic towards each other.

They work together as a team when bashing and killing abusers. While he uses physical means, Emily uses mental.

Any Other Info is on the Picture.

WATTPAD: https://www.wattpad.com/story/255861941-creepypasta-ocs-emily-elliot-and-stedge

#my art #agere #sfw agere #creepypasta oc #creepypasta #impure regression #creepypasta child #child oc #bunny #sally.exe #sally exe #sonic exe

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jtrbluv · 6 years ago

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perfect harmony | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader (again oml)

genre: fluff, implied smut ahadhjndkd

warnings: implication of sex

word count: 2.4k

summary: one-night-stand. which according to the trusty urban dictionary means, “hooking up with someone for one night of sex with no strings attached and hoping to never see them again.” you and partner of choice for the night, Jeon Jungkook, have had a handful of one-night-stands. why did this one stand out much more than the rest? college!au

A/N: i didn’t intend on writing another jungkook fic but i had gotten this request and shoot this was for sure a challenge to write hahaha. this is definitely the closest i will get to a ‘smut’. tbh i’m not really satisfied with this but like i’m never satisfied lmao. anyways, enjoy! thank you so much for this request anon!

47) “I thought it was a one-night-stand... and now we’re married.”

♫ ♫ ♫

It’s a rather cliche story. Jungkook was the handsome, seemingly perfect music major that girls of all ages would coo and awe over. You, on the other hand, majored in music as well, and happen to run into the young fellow every day. The two of you were both known to be very well-rounded and talented students, being at the top of the class and both exceeding in the same field. The odds always seemed to be in your favor as you two had never been paired up for any assignments or projects.

While the two of you were at the top of the class, you both had usually gotten paired up with students on the other side of the spectrum that happened to be struggling and failing. You, in particular, had grown accustomed to that, and you had hoped it never changed.

College parties and college boys had led you to have your own fair share of sexual experiences. Most of them being absolutely platonic and lasting for a single night, also known as, a one-night-stand. It happens, and along with Jungkook having the reputation of a seemingly perfect music major with the good grades and teachers following his beck and call, there was another side of him that everyone was aware of as well. That Jungkook with the chiseled body and the washboard abs, known to be good in bed, and also known to be a player. In regards to that information, you avoided him as much as you possibly could outside of school premises. You didn’t want to be the next person on his smash list.

“Miss Y/L/N and Mister Jeon, may I please speak to the two of you at the end of class?” your teacher Mrs. Lam questions the two of you one day as the hem of her skirt brushes along the side of your desk.

You turn around as Jungkook exchange confused stares before looking back at your teacher as you suddenly respond to clear the silence, “Yeah, of course.” She nods in agreement as she travels back to her desk. Your brows furrow in confusion, trying to think of what she was possibly going to talk to you two about. Jungkook taps you on the shoulder as you lean back in your seat to hear what he has to say, “Do you think we did something wrong?” he asks you. You pause for a moment, but not being able to think of any sort of time in this class where you two could’ve possibly caused any trouble. You two have always done the complete opposite in retrospect. You whisper back to him, “Not that I know of. Can you think of anything?” He scrunches his face, trying to possibly recall anything, “Nope, nothing.” You try to think of something, anything,

“I mean, we’re all doing our final projects, but it’s all individual, so it can’t be that,” you suggest.

“Yeah, it can’t be,” he replied. The final project was to compose your own song and it would count for 15% of our grade. Ms. Lam had made it an individual final to the dismay of many students who wished to get the guidance and help from the two of you.

“I guess we’ll just have to find out.”

“Yeah, well, it’s most likely not something bad, if it wasn’t for us, half the class would be failing.”

“You’re right.” you chuckle, turning back to face the front of the classroom.

Twenty-minutes quickly went by as the bell rang and signaled the end of class. Music happened to be your last period which is why she had the time to talk to the two of you. You packed up your belongings as you and Jungkook stood up from your seats. You looked back at him as you nodded at one another and walked up to the front of the classroom.

Ms. Lam looked up from her desk, “Oh, hello. You two aren’t in trouble of any sort, I was just wondering if you were willing to do something extra for the class. You see, the rest of the music department teachers and I are picking the top two students for each class to compose a song together,” she began to clarify.

Together? Oh god.

“It won’t count for your grade at all though. It’s just for us music teachers to see the true potential our top students hold.”

I mean, that’s sort of a relief.

“It also is optional of course too, but almost all the classes are deciding to participate.”

Well, that doesn’t mean we have to.

“After all, the winning duo does win $500,”

WHAT? $500?!

“I know for a fact that if I had an opportunity like this in college, I would snatch it.” she finishes off with a smug smile.

“I’ll do it.” Jungkook quickly replies, looking back at you, waiting for a response. You couldn’t just say no, and you weren’t going to. This is $500 we’re talking about, and you were going to win it.

“Me too,” you hesitantly answer back, a smile spreading onto your teacher’s face.

“The deadline is in exactly 3 weeks! I wish the best of luck to both of you. I believe that you two have a very good chance of winning.” your teacher finishes, as you two exchange ‘thanks’ and head out.

“So, when do you wanna start?” Jungkook asks, looking back at you as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

“I’m basically free whenever. Just text me, and we can figure out times.”

“Will do. We can work at my place if you want, my roommate is usually out until really late, but I’ll let you know,” he suggests.

“Alright, that’s cool, I’ll see you around then.”

“Okay, see you around Y/N.” he responded with his signature smile, heading the opposite direction. This was going to be interesting.

The next 3 weeks had gone by extremely quickly. Almost like a blur. Most of your nights were spent in Jungkook’s dorm; exchanging ideas, making beats, writing lyrics, and recording. You two would frequently sneak out just to get some food, and to be honest, you had both gotten comfortable with another fairly quickly. So quickly, it scared you.

There were several nights that you had accidentally fallen asleep in his dorm, and instead of waking you up and having him feel your wrath, he would carry you to his own bed and tuck you in while he slept on the floor. You felt really bad every time it happened, but you seriously couldn’t help it sometimes. You’d wake up to a set of his clothes to wear and walk out to see him stumbling around in the kitchen, hair ruffled and sticking out everywhere, attempting to make you breakfast. It had soon started to become one of the best things you could possibly wake up to in the morning.

You undeniably began to see him in a different light and wanting to be much more than just project partners, but you tried to put those feelings aside. You thought of him differently, and he wasn’t just what everyone thought he was. He was so much more. He was a sucker for love songs. He liked spending most of his free time playing video games and composing songs on his own. He even let you into his private folder of songs that he’s never let anyone listen to and all you can say is, wow. They were all so amazing, it left you speechless every time you listened to some of his works. His compositions were just so timeless and reminded you of all the R&B songs you know and love. His voice. It’s almost as if you’re put in a trance every time you hear him sing. His voice held so much emotion and control, it’s almost as if he truly meant those lyrics and was singing it to someone, and you wished that someone could be you.

You truly did hate the fact that you were falling for the boy. Almost every girl in school has fallen for him, and you didn’t want to be next up on his list. You didn’t really know what to think at this point, he didn’t really seem like that type of person the more you got to know him, and when you truly thought about it, you’re not that innocent either, and sometimes resorting to sex is what you did to take your mind off of things. It is college anyway.

You two had met up for your final day before the due date, making minor tweaks and going over everything. Not to be biased, but you really did think that the song you two made was pretty good. You loved the beat and its harmony and you and Jungkook did a pretty good job of displaying the emotions of the song. Bonus points for your voices blending very well together.

It was 1:30 in the morning and you two had finally agreed that you were done,

“Let’s listen to our Grammy Award-Winning single shall we?” Jungkook teased in a voice mimicking a host of an award show.

“Yes, you dumbass.” you chuckled, shaking your head as he gave you one side of his headphones.

You both sat in silence for 4 minutes, assessing the song and basking in the creation that you two made together. Everything worked out just the way you two wanted, and both artistic flavors were shown in the song itself. The song was amazing, and so was his voice, as always.

The song ended as Jungkook slowly put the headphones down before slowly looking back at you. You looked back at him and into his eyes, you hated the fact that you were falling for him and falling for him fast, but how could you not. Everything about him was just so ethereal and beautiful, to the way his eyes glimmered to the way he smiled.

You two sat side by side, staring into each other’s eyes not knowing what to say. You couldn’t take it anymore so you broke the stare, a deep flush of pink rushing to your cheeks. He gently takes your chin and turns your face to meet his once again. Your breath hitches and your eyes go wide at his actions as he starts to lean in. You could see all his features at this point. You had gotten so close that you could probably even count his eyelashes too. You close your eyes lean in as well as your lips meet. The lavender scent of his cologne was dizzying as well as his cherry-flavored lip balm. His lips were soft and pillow-like as they gently massaged your own. The kiss had started off slow but had soon escalated as you both crashed against his sheets and the rhythm of your kisses had started to become faster and faster. Parted lips had allowed access for tongue as he soon started to travel and explore the rest of your body that would later on leave visible marks the next day. Your bodies were pressed against another as you both fumbled with each other’s clothes, quickly throwing them off to the side. You both relished in the indescribable sensation that was each other. The rest of the night was filled with roaming hands and dancing fingers, gentle touches and rough ones too, lustful eyes and moans of pleasure. It was everything you both wanted and needed and more. Fuck, what did you just get yourself into?

You wake up to the sight of his muscular chest in front of your face, reminding you of the chain of events that had occurred the previous night. A twinge of guilt as well as regret rose within you for what you were about to do. Never speak a word to Jungkook again. If you win, you split the money and part ways, and if you don’t, even better. His arms were wrapped tightly around you in a warm embrace, his hair messily hanging in front of his eyes while his lips were slightly parted open. You blindly grab your phone on his nightstand and check the time, it was 4:45 in the morning. More than enough time to slip away and go back to your dorm unnoticed, he was a heavy sleeper anyway. You figured it was better to try to dismiss your feelings for the boy and make an attempt to go on with your life. College was coming to an end and you figured you didn’t want to spend your last weeks drowning in the seas of unrequited love. You’ve had enough of it.

You slowly and carefully try to slip out of his tight hold, resulting in a tiny whimper on his part. Your eyes widen until you see him begin to fall back into his deep slumber. You quietly put your sweats back on, rubbing your eyes in an attempt to actually see. You shove your phone back into your pocket and look back at the sleeping boy. He really was so beautiful and you know a part of yourself would hate the fact that you’re doing this. You step closer to the bed as you lean down towards him, holding your hair back, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek. You took a big, deep sigh, beginning to take in what you were about to do. Goodbye, Jungkook.

“Damn, I thought it was a one-night-stand… and now we’re married” you mused, lying down on top of your bed, your husband Jungkook right by your side.

“Yeah, but hey, that song we made together was pretty good, wasn’t it?” he questions you, propping his body up on the bed with his elbow, looking down at you.

“It did win after all,” you nod in agreement, a small grin spreading across your face, reminiscing in the project that brought the two of you together in the first place.

“Soooo,” he chimed, brushing his hair back, “you up for round 2?”

You gasp while your brows furrow in utter shock as you throw a pillow at him and push him off the bed.

I guess some things just end up working together in perfect harmony.

MASTERLIST

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loveistica-blog · 7 years ago

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The Ginger whore-on!

Here, I introduce to you “The ginger whore-on” by birth rights known as Archie Andrews. Throughout my time watching Riverdale, I never could say I liked this character. He not only portrayed every possible details of an indecisive, whoring piece of shit, but one who’d go to the ends for a complete stranger rather than a friend he has known his entire life. Not only that, but as I pointed out earlier ‘a whoring piece of shit.’ I’ve seen where fans are disagreeing to the fact that he is of course somewhat of a man whore, simply for reasons I personally think makes no sense such as “he has only been with three women” (which he got with a few weeks apart). Which openly identifies sexism that is still current within society. If this was the case of a woman, she would not only be labelled as a slut but every other insulting word that could possibly be found in the urban dictionary. Also i’d like to point out that every and anyone is free to ship whomever they choose, but in all honesty “Barchie” is a ship brought from the devil himself.

Lets just break down season 1 (a bit) from Archie’s POV all together. So first we meet Archie we learn about his background and so on. Betty who’s his neighbour also friend has a crush on him. She tries to tell him how she feels about him, but instead of listening to his “best friend” he chooses to get lost in the path of what looks like dark Vader walking (Veronica) his way.

Ok you’re telling me that people actually ship that toxic relationship? Betty was speaking to him directly hoping he’d hear her out, but instead, Mr ‘I cant keep one woman for a day’ started drooling over a random girl who to me wasn’t all that sexually interesting, instead of giving Betty the attention she dragged him there for. He literally had a way longer conversation with Veronica in that minute than with Betty throughout their entire meeting. Also this is the same guy people are defending of not being a girl crazy guy, yet within that time, he was digging out Grundy’s uterus and claimed he had feelings for her, but still had the decency to wet up Pop’s tables by drooling over a complete stranger.

It goes on....We find out that Archie’s musical talent is eating out his music teacher and well....singing (but that’s way less interesting). Somehow Betty and Veronica are now friends and Veronica is influencing Betty to tell Archie how she truly feels with the inclusion of her asking him to the dance. Betty sorta gets up the nerve to ask him and he’s like “EH” but no fear dark Vader is here adds to the oh so awkward moment and he’s all of a sudden like “yeh, why not?” They go to the dance and Betty truly pours out her feelings towards him, and he resists her, because you know its Betty (too nerdy to be your type innit Arch?) But he was quick to go over to Grundy to well, sort out an issue which wasn’t really an issue at all. Then, within minutes of that, finds himself in a closet kissing veronica? Ahh he’s so not a man whore (if you don’t know sarcasm, then bye). He later goes to Betty to tell her how much he loves her as a friend, but doesn’t love her (I know, he’s a dumbass) and still finds himself in shit among three women and it’s literally only the pilot episode.

Ok now within that one episode It shows how indecisive he is, about life, women, love, friendship and I could go on. How stupid can someone be to not even hint at the fact that someone has a crush on you? He literally built up her hopes for years and then broke them; and this is the type of guy people wants Betty with? He literally never cares about what Betty says, but as soon as veronica intervenes he’s all Mr happy gingerbread. He never loved her, POINT BLANK. The rest of the season was him getting touchy feely with Val (another one) who legit doesn’t come in contact with him throughout season two lmao. Then, during his and Val’s relationship he gave in to Cheryl for......a singing career. How greedy can this asshole be, whether or not he pushed her away they still kissed, which could’ve easily been prevented, but noo he had to taste that cherry blossom lips of hers. Now, Jughead and Betty makes it obvious they have feelings for each other and he all of a sudden becomes jealous?. Like, Lorax she legit gave you a chance and you’re all of a sudden jealous over your friend instead of being happy for him? WOW, if that’s what friendship entails i’d rather not have friends. Soon after he’s like “well there, if jughead’s getting ass maybe I should be too” and once again starts dating another one (All being in the same season). He then feels as though he should get direct confirmation from Betty, even though she made it clear that she was happily getting spanked by Jug. Somehow that wasn’t enough cause he wanted her to feel the same way he did when he found out Bughead was a thing.

Currently in season 2.....he breaks up with Veronica (+ bughead’s on a break) and seeing how his past records are, there’s no way Lorax won’t be hitting on Betty full on this time. In conclusion, Archie is an indecisive man whore whether you like to admit it or not; Barchie is/was shit from the beginning; Bughead need to sort their shit out. Also, the writers need to step up their game, because in all honesty, season 2 is inconvenient in some instances, cause there’s legit no explanation to some of the shit that happened/ is happening and i’m honestly confused and irritated.

P.S. I expect shit, but if you knew me personally, you’d know IDGAF.

#bughead #getyourshittogether #barchiedie #bettycooper #archie andrews #aka Loraxheadass

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princeyangg-blog · 7 years ago

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18/08/17

i wake up a little late. i check tumblr but vin hasnt been online in the last hour- he must still be asleep! i miss him so much, i love you need to get some breakfast

started reading my book. aim to do ~50 pages today grumpy hhhh i want my bf so Badly im so fucking grumpy im feeling a lot better!! mannn i love my bf im glad this book is nearly over. im developing a paranoia that my bf doesnt want me based on this books narrators thoughts vin has an (assumed) short struggle with deciding whether not to go to a party or not. this struck me out of the blue. hes ‘clingy’? (to nathan). i always thought that was associated with your partner, not friends. even urban dictionary agrees then again, who am i to judge for his vocabulary? or even their friendship. ive entered vincents life for a total of one year so far- and i cannot hope to be more significant than someone who has been best friends for well over 4, maybe even 5 years. the fact that vin has changed his last name to nathans is sure proof of that. in many ways, i am sure nathan has made a fantastic friend. but 'clingy’? how many times we have told each other we were clingy? no one else had told me that. it really did something special to me, and i have always treasured myself as a token of clinginess. obviously, and much rather rudely, i had assumed that he was clingy Only to Me. that i was his Only One. its nothing much. i am sure it was more of a gesture of honesty and admittance of helplessness. i am sure if i was in the same position, id do the same. i never suffered depression and anxiety like vin did, could i blame him? but its all kind of built up. the little nuisances. i havent been too happy with the long pauses between texts. i have no idea whats going on!! i do try and let vincent know what i am doing but it seems examples dont lead. i would have appreciated if at least i was told that there would be slow replies, or no replies.. approaching the end of the week, i realise its kind of been a revelation of many things. first, my overwhelming jealousy. yeah.. i need to get that fixed. shaking hands rn. honestly im such a bitcher about things but this is my diary, right? secondly, my results!!! ❤️ lastly, im in a good position to steam ahead with my preparation for the school term. when i finish this book, ill be in good shape to start revising my english and economics. im an old hypocrite myself, and i am sure that i have done many of the things ive said above. as much as i perhaps like to think- i am not the perfect person that vin sees of me, but incredibly flawed. the thing i hate about myself most is my jealousy. it doesnt seem possible for me to stop being jealous at every single encounter that vin meets without me being there. its honestly pretty horrible to be so jealous the only cure i see is to just Endure it. of course im really sad and wish vin was with me right now :^( i miss him so much.. but it IS a good chance to test myself. a full week!! what a trial. my emotions have been all over the place- a shamble, to say the least. if i could grade myself, id have definitely failed LMAO i am clingy to my bf, and some might say thats really unhealthy!! of course, now i see. definitely over estimated jealousy~ on the other hand, i am glad to be clingy. what a wonderful feeling, to love your partner with every second.. its a reminder of how blessed i am to have such a wonderful boyfriend. if ur reading this vin, i just wanna let you know how proud i am to have you. ur the most selfless person i know and you mean so much to me!! that includes the whole world :/// you are always there as my beacon of light. i should aspire to be like you and keep going, even if I am extremely tired. I realise this now, but ultimately, you have the greatest passion to do things for the people you love. that includes me and nathan. you are willing to walk to my house, you are willing to do Anything just to see me. i had never seen the enormity of that until now. despite being miserably tired, you still went to todays party because you loved nathan! that is an incredibly faithful gesture i have learned from you to never keep my head down. keep at it!!! its half an hour before midnight. feelin grumpy again. why does everything end in stripping and my bf is paranoid ill leave him? grrr id never do that :^( i love him so much i cant Leave him.. id never strip in front of other people except my bf either? that kind of stuff is just... i wouldnt ask someones gf to strip, even if it was in a game. then again i AM pretty childish. maybe this is some kind of grown up shit? no strings attached? mums gone and annoyed me again. im D O N E what a rollercoaster of emotions. i love my bf hes made me so happy aww im Smiling right now please just take me away from home shdkdjskdfn i love you goodnight zzzZZZzz im gonna go fuck myself up and die

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