#oh shit i SHOULD go to sleep because look at that i'm rambling again

[hildegardladyofbones]

do you ever spend time scrolling because you're wayy too excited to pick up that book again because it's about your favourite topic and thinking about it makes you sooo stressed because it's your favouirte topic? or should i get diagnosed with autism

[disneyprincemuke]

i'm not pregnant

“wait,” you blink. “lando, what did you just say?”

lando stares at you, gaping wordlessly as he tries to find his words for a response. he presses his lips together into a thin line as he sighs. “you heard me. don’t make me say it again.”

you tilt your head and scrunch your nose. “okay… but why?”

surely lando isn’t the type of guy to say he loves you after spending a night together, right? a night in bed doing things that would ruin both of you if it ever got out. it would surely ruin your reputation, your relationship with your brother, and then lando’s friendship with said brother.

“um,” lando hums. he scrunches his nose and looks up at the ceiling. frankly, he’s got no idea where that came from either. “you know…”

“i actually don’t.”

you try and figure out where he’s coming from. prior to hooking up that night you spent in the club, you didn’t really talk much. it was all friendly, smiling at him when you would pass him, but never much actual conversation that would make you consider him a friend.

to you, he’s just your brother’s teammate.

and you know that he feels the same way. because the morning after you spent the night together, he woke up groggy and started rambling about how oscar should never find out about this.

despite being his older sister, oscar is oddly protective of you. perhaps it’s the close relationship you’ve got that made him feel like it’s his duty to make sure your life is never hard. and lando knows that the day would finally come that oscar flips shit if he ever finds out that he’d slept with his sister.

lando always thought you were cute, sure, but he was well aware of the fact that you’ll always be oscar’s older sister to him. the older sister that he desperately always wanted to be friends with but could never muster up the courage to hold a proper conversation with. but he doesn’t like you like that.

when he did eventually muster up the courage, it was only unfortunate that it happened when you were all in the club together. he had flown too close to the sun, unexpectedly dragging you into bed with him. that’s not what he had planned, for the record. he just wanted a kickstart to your friendship.

“i overheard you when you were on the phone the other day,” lando starts softly, swaying side to side as he sighs. “something about missing your period and throwing up this morning.”

your eyebrows remain furrowed, still in confusion with where he’s going at. “you were eavesdropping on my phone call?”

“no! absolutely not!” lando flails his arms in the air to clear your accusations. “no! i happened to be walking by oscar’s driver’s room at the time. and, well, i was just worried, you know? that is, assuming i’m the last guy you’ve been with in the past month.”

“so you’re saying that i sleep around?”

“no!” lando cries, hands going into his hair to tug at the roots. “that’s not what i meant at all! i-”

“then what do you mean?”

you almost want to laugh at the panic that’s taking over lando. and you would, if there isn’t some point of contention with the miscommunication you’re currently having. if you were more sure about the point he’s trying to get at, you’d be more receptive of the funniness of the situation.

lando looks at you, waiting for you to connect the dots yourself. he hums after a couple seconds of silence. “you could be pregnant?”

“oh!” you feel stupid for not noticing sooner. you throw your head back with a soft laugh and shake your head. “no. no, i’m not. i missed my period because i suddenly started exercising more, and i threw up because i was genuinely sick the other night.”

“oh,” lando sighs in relief, hunching over with a hand on his chest. “oh, thank god. really? you’re not pregnant?”

you nod as you feel a laugh bubbling from your stomach. you’ve finally caught up to lando’s agenda. “yes. i’m for sure not pregnant. is that– is that why you said what you said?”

he drops to his knees, nodding his head. “i didn’t know what to do. it just came out before i could ask you the question,” he laughs, shaking his head. “how chaotic would that have been, right? imagine if you really were?”

you put a hand on his shoulder. “let’s not dwell on things that shouldn’t happen.”

his panic is absolutely understandable, and saying that he loves you is mild compared to what else he could have done. and you’re glad. “you look kinda shaken up — do you wanna go and grab some coffee?”

@cashtons-wife @darleneslane @happy-nico @nikfigueiredo @namgification @sakuramxchii @kissesandmartini

[spacedace]

I know it was a prompt and u said you werent gonna do anything with it (and you so should) but i love ur two posts on the Queen of Clones Elle/Amnesiac Champion Kon AU (especially Kon's knight design (like ghost tattoos?!?!? so so cool) and Elle's relationship with him). Got anymore headcanons about this au? Who are the other clones you envisioned playing the background characters? Do Kon and Tim actually cuddle in the Only One Bed scenario? Does Elle get a cool princess/queen design(s) since Kon gets a knight one? Does Tim walk into Kon's knight practice and have a "oh no he's hot" moment? Just afagshjdksll this au is so cool please tell me all about it

The thing is, whenever I say "I'm going to put X idea here for someone else to grab since I'm never going to do anything with it" I'm lying. I'm a liar. It's still lives in my brain and is taking over all rational thought. I have at least 85% of a story written in my head when I say that, I just know that I'm never going to sit down and actually write it down lol

I have SO MANY thoughts about this AU, you have no idea what you've done asking me about it haha

(and seriously if anything at all in my ramblings here is of interest to anyone have at it, everything I post should always be considered free game to use as a writing prompt haha)

Like, between Elle getting snatched by the GIW & Kon ending up in custody with the Justice League for a bit, a lot of the clones that weren't involved in the rescue(s) who are out in the wider multiverse come pouring in to check on them and there's this huge impromptu "Congrats on Escaping a Government Agency" party for the two of them.

There are so many clones just everywhere, Tim is overwhelmed by them all (and hasn't actually realized that the whole deal of the place is that everyone there is a clone yet). But he's dealing. He's sticking close to Kon (because he's never letting Kon leave his sight again, especially since he's half convinced that Elle kidnapped & brainwashed Kon into being her loyal servant for evil purposes) and getting introduced to the most diverse group of entities he's ever seen before (humans aren't the only ones who get into cloning).

And then there's an excited whoop as some kid comes flying out of a portal and launches himself at Kon, talking a thousand miles a second, just so happy Kon is back and okay and the boy is so chipper and happy and sweet that it takes Tim a second to realize holy shit is that Damian????

The kid is the Heretic, aged down and growing up again with a fresh slate after getting sent to Elle's Haunt post however he disappeared/died in DC canon (I'm a bit fuzzy on those details). Of course that information takes a bit for Tim to figure out, becuase the kid has no memories at all of being the Heretic or of Damian or Talia or Bruce or fighting his way out of a whale fully grown. As far as he's concerned he's Antonio, Paulina Sanchez' adopted son, and like sure he's somebody's clone but that really doesn't matter to him, he only comes to Elle's haunt to hang out and tag along behind Kon because he thinks Kon is the coolest. (Kon is explaining this to Tim as a bright, cheerful, normal kid version of Damian is sitting on his shoulders. Tim is losing his god damn mind).

And the Only One Bed Thing!! Okay, so like, Kon is Elle's Champion and basically her unofficial Heir. When Elle isn't around he's in charge of her Haunt and looking after all the other clones. And even when she is there he just goes full Big Brother mode on everyone. It doesn't matter if the clones that end up in the Haunt are actually older than him, he's their big brother now.

To that end, clones end up coming to Kon all the time in the middle of the night, unable to sleep because of nightmares and stuff. And Kon is the cuddliest motherfucker. He's all about platonic cuddles to help people sleep. Just about every clone that's ever spent any time at Elle's haunt has ended up curled up in a blanket fort in Kon's room getting cuddled into feeling safe and cared for.

So for Kon? Only One Bed is no issue at all.

Oh all the clones coming over for the party has taken up all the rooms and Elle is "too weak from recovering" for her Haunt to make more? Of course Red Robin can stay in his room! His bed is so comfy and there's more than enough room for both of them (and like, sure, he's kinda panicking a little because he's never cuddled with anyone he's sorta had a tiny bit of a crush on, but he cab be cool! Besides, its hard to fully commit to the crush one Red Robin when Mystery Boy is out there somewhere, oh maybe he can ask Red Robin about him! He seems to know so much about Kon he'll know who Kon is in love with back in his old life!)

Tim, on the other hand, is just fully:

Over the prospect of having to keep his shit together while sleeping in the same bed as Kon (who sleeps without a shirt, jesus fucking christ, Kon has tattoos now since when did that happen??? why is he somehow more attractive than when he disappeared??? oh god Tim is going to have a fucking heart attack) especially after Kon drops the bomb that the only thing he can remember from before is some guy that Kon was apparently totally in love with??? Like Tim is being thrown wildly between being a Bi Disaster to being totally devistated and back again.

He mostly manages to keep himself together, at least until it's actually time for bed and it turns out that Kon is a cuddler when he sleeps (Kon did warn him! "just shove me off if I end up trying to use you as a pillow it won't wake me up" he said, and Tim thought "well it can't be that bad" he was so fucking wrong) and Tim ends up wrapped up in a cocoon of muscled and tattooed Kryptonian arms with his face smushed into Kon's chest and Kon nuzzling into Tim's hair in his sleep and it's the most comfortable Tim's ever been in his life and Kon purrs in his sleep like how is that even fair??? (I love the Kyrptonian's purr headcanon so much it has to be in here lol)

By the end of the first week Tim's has slept more and better than he has in years. He's genuinely forgotten what it's like to have a normal sleep schedule. Even with all his panicking, Kon sleepily curling up around him and hugging him like a teddy bear just knocks him out. It's insane.

And Elle! I have so many thoughts about Elle in this AU!

I mentioned it in one of my other posts on this AU that Elle gives off Vibes based off her various Epitaphs that she's gained, and I think that she'd kinda push that to the max when it came to Tim for awhile when Kon first shows up with him.

Like, she takes one look at Tim and is like "ah, this is Mystery Boy my amnesiac bestie has been on about forever" while also realizing that Kon has no idea that he's just panic-kidnapped the one person he sorta remembers from his old life. Which is the oppurtunity of so much fun matchmaking chaos. And she loves Kon, she's planning on officially making him her Heir so that he becomes Prince of Clones as well as her Champion, she wants him to be happy.

But also she's protective over him, more even than a lot of the other clones that end up in her Haunt. Kon doesn't remember his old life and he was so badly injured when he ended up in Elle's haunt that Frostbite hadn't been sure he would survive. Add in the fact that Red Robin was clearly with the people that had captured Kon while he and the other clones were getting her out of the GIW facility (and that the Justice League is sort of a government agency in it's own right) and Elle isn't totally sold on Tim.

She goes out of her way to give off extra creepy vibes while around him. Making sure he understands that she's more than strong enough to destroy him if he even thinks about hurting Kon. At least in the early days of Tim being in her haunt. She does, eventually, lighten up - especially when Kon gives her the big eyes and asks her to trust him, that he knows that Red Robin is someone he believes is good and that won't ever hurt him. She's still keeps a close eye on Tim, but does chill out a little after that.

And she does have a Queen Form (and a princess form when she's doing her Crown Princess of the Infinite Realms thing). She has a couple different forms/designs depending on which Epitaph she's invoking (and of course a fun vaguely eldritch shadow form that scares the shit out of Tim haha).

Her Clone Queen design is BIG, not quite massive Eldritch Ghost King Danny big, but definitely big. Like 20-30 feet tall big, so she can pick up and carry/hold all her clone children like little babies (if any clones are from a race/species that's bigger than that her size adjusts so she's always big enough to carry them).

She has a crown made out of mirror shards that float around and move so that it's always changing shape (I've been feeling clones being called "Mirrorborn" in the Infinite Realms since there's kind of a naming convention already with "unborn" and clones could be seen as kind of like reflections in a way. Elle's official title is actually "Queen of the Mirrorborn" though sometimes is called "Mother of Mirrors" that's why Kon's sheild reflects things, since Elle made it for him out of a piece of her crown while naming him her Champion) and wears a dress that also looks like it's covered in mirrors. It's actually very soft and comfortable and it's super common for clones to climb around or curl up in her skirts and sleep in there.

Her dress does turn into armor though if she needs to fight. And while in Clone Queen mode it's actually super easy for her to duplicate herself a bunch of times.

Knight Training!

Once Elle chills out on Tim a little and is fully onboard the matchmaking train with the rest of the clones (all while absolutely none of them tell Kon that Red Robin is obviously his Mystery Boy) she has Fright Knight show up more often to train Kon specifically for the purpose of Tim walking in on shirtless Tim expertly going through sword forms and sparring with various other clones. And of course Tim and Kon have to have a sparring scene, where Tim is so distracted by Kon being so fucking attractive he ends up pinned against a wall with the flat of a sword under his chin and Kon giving him a cheeky wink and then it's on and there's a whole dramatic flirty fight scene as they make their way through half of Elle's Haunt while sword fighting.

Also! Since Elle's entire court is actually there for once, a bunch of different monarchs around the Infinite Realms decide to host a tournament, so Kon gets to do official knight stuff in his best armor. And Tim gets place of honor right next to Elle during all the jousting and fighting stuff so he gets the best view of Kon kicking ass.

Tim (still wearing his mask because even if he's pretty sure that no one here is evil or would use his secret identity against him - or even care that he has one) has been all dressed up in some gorgeous clothes fit for his status as "Companion" to a Queen's Champion/future Heir. Just something absolutely insanely georgous in the colors of his Red Robin suit, with a dramatic but entirely functionless cape and Kon's crest (not Elle's but Kon's) embroidered on it and it's Kon's turn to blue screen at seeing Tim for the first time all dressed up.

And Tim is maybe finally putting together from talking with Kon that he might be Mystery Boy that Kon remembers from before and that Kon is in love with. So just before Kon is going out to joust, Tim - taking Elle's advice that he should give Kon a favor before the tournament for good luck - and wanting it to be more meaningful than just a handkerchief or something, takes his mask of and gives it to Kon as his favor.

And Kon just loses his god damn mind because Mystery Boy and Red Robin are the same person and all he wants to do is kiss Tim stupid but Fright Knight Master of Chivalry is like "nope you gotta win this tournament and bring honor to your beloved and do this whole ridiculous song and dance about it, no kissing, get out there and smash some heads together - and keep your helmet on this time!" and just yeets a disgruntled Kon out into the field before he can do anything.

And of course with all this extra incentive - Fright is serious about that whole "prove your love through combat" thing he's not going to be allowed to even kiss Tim's hand unless he wins and is perfectly chivalous while doing it - Kon wins the Tournament and is given the flower crown he's supposed to give to the most beautiful of all the observers and of course he gives it to Tim and he doesn't care if there's a forty step courting process he's supposed to follow Fright, he's fucking kissing Tim and there's nothing you can do about it!

Literally seconds away from them finally kissing is when the Justice League kick down the door to get Tim back.

The ghosts aren't even the ones that wrecks the Justice League's shit for interuppting, it's just Tim screaming at them about being cock blocks for forty minutes while Kon screams into the void in the background.

(Kon does get his memories back eventually, and he and Tim do finally get that kiss and start dating. But at that point Kon has been named Elle's heir so Fright Knight is even more rediculous about Correct Courting Steps than before because Kon is a Prince now. Elle is just relieved that it turns out that the Justice League nuked the GIW while they were looking for Tim, because they were not okay with them or the Anti-Ecto Laws. Kon is mortified at having what is effectively his adoptive mother constantly popping in to dote on him while in the middle of fights, Elle is having a great time.)

[jay-m3]

Charlie and Vaggie

This is a male reader insert! Charlie and Vaggie become parents This would be before the pilot, so there isn't any other characters beside them. Hope you like it! I was also wondering if I should make one for the Vees. All three of them handling a toddler is a cute image in my head idk what do you guys think? If so, how should proceed it? Should Velvet be the biological mother or should I do a Baby Daddy on Vox lol

Pilot Part 1 Episode 1

It was time. It was time for the baby to come! And Vaggie was not ready for it but she isn't going to show it because if she does then who's going to calm down Charlie who's running around the empty, trashy hotel for a warm bucket of water that they will need for this specific moment.

Vaggie bites down a pained groan as the contractions start to double the amount and pain.

"Shit." She slowly breathes out. Running a hand through her hair that grew longer over the past months with the pregnancy.

"Ok! I got the water. Now where are my gloves? Are these the clean towels that we recently washed? Omg, did we buy enough diapers!?-" Charlie starts to grip her hair as her horns start to protrude from her head.

"Charlie, babe. We have everything here. We double checked and got more supplies after we thought we'll be in lock down for at least two months. Now, can you calm down and please hold my hand?" Vaggie interrupts Charlie's rambling as it would lead to a panic attack. Usually, Vaggie would calm her down with sweet words and gentle touches but right now, the pain she is feeling can't make her focus on anything but the pain.

"Right! Sorry. How are you doing Vaggie? Need water?" Charlie kneels on the bed, taking a hold of the woman she loves dearly. When they first met, Charlie thought it was love at first sight. They both gave hints such as fleeting touches and lingering eyes until it turned more intimate that they got together. It was magical really.

Until they hit their five months into their relationship, Vaggie started to act differently. Vomiting in the morning, craving weird things (Charlie didn't point out because she loves Vaggie too much to judge her) and sleeping a lot. They both brushed it off until Vaggie mentioned how her stomach is getting bigger. Which also took them a little bit longer to notice but they got there.

Charlie of course told her dad, well not told him per-say but a small comment about how to prepare for a baby and such which her father answered awkwardly and fast paced as she's sure she guessed he didn't want to talk about this kind of stuff to his daughter that he hasn't seen for a few years now. And she's pretty sure he forgot all about it the next phone call he made as he asks for Charlie to check on how many sinners died in the last extermination.

But all in all, Lucifer hasn't connected the dots and now Charlie is here alone, taking care of Vaggie and ready to secure the baby once it's fully out. She is so fucking happy! She's going to make this Happy Hotel a family business! Just the three of them.

"I don't want to alarm but I think the baby is coming out right now." Vaggie huffs out gripping on Charlie's hand with all her might as her body pushes.

"Oh god, ok! Just keep pushing. I have everything ready, sweetheart. You're doing great!" Charlie wheezes out the last bit as her hand gets crushed. Shaking the pain off, Charlie drags a towel over, ready.

It took at least an hour of Vaggie screaming in pain and profanities that finally, Charlie places their child down in Vaggie's arms.

"It's a boy." Charlie whispers excitedly, doing a little happy wiggle as she looks at her girlfriend and son together.

Vaggie smiles tiredly, muttering out a 'Never again.' Which Charlie volunteers to be the next one to get pregnant.

"You know what name I'm thinking?" Vaggie mutters out as she hands the baby boy that has her grey skin but the two red dots on his face along with blonde hair that he got has Charlie written all over it. Charlie snaps out of her awe trance at the baby, looking at Vaggie with a big smile.

"(M/n)." They both said at the same time, leaning on each other as they looked at their son.

[jinnie-ret]

Hihi! I hope you’re doing well 🩷

I was wondering if maybe you’d be willing to write a comfort fix of Felix x reader who has severe nausea + fainting spells?

I have both and lately it’s been so overwhelming to the point where I can’t work whether at school or my job because I get so overwhelmed to the point that I cry for hours lol

another day

felix x reader

genre: angst, comfort

content warnings: talk of nausea, fainting, dizziness

word count: 0.6k

summary: your boyfriend felix comes over to help you through your fainting spells.

Sorry this is late! I hope you're feeling better by now my lovely and that your fainting spells aren't too bad. I bet it's a horrible feeling so I hope this brought some comfort to you.

Reblog if you enjoyed, and let me know if you want to be added to my taglist!

FELIX'S MASTERLIST

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The throbbing pain in your head was getting worse and worse. Yes, you had made it from your bed to the sofa in the living room of your apartment, but you weren't going to be moving anytime soon. It had been like this since last night, but you thought with a good night's sleep, that the dizzy spells and nausea would have left by then.

But they hadn't.

You had a part time job to work, a uni assignment to work on, and people to see. Those people being your friends and your boyfriend. Perhaps it was the stress of this that made your headache worse, but it wasn't going to be leaving anytime soon, and so, neither were you.

Unaware of all the buzzes coming from your phone, you groaned as you curled up into a tighter ball on the sofa, tugging your blanket over you. And you fell into a deep sleep after experiencing another dizzy spell that and the whole room spinning.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

You groaned as you stirred from your unconscious state. Who was ringing you at this time? Hand shakily gripping onto your phone, you winced as you dropped it in the floor. You managed to swipe answer.

"Hello? Baby? You there? Why haven't you been answering my texts?!" Felix's panicked voice was heard from the floor, as your arm dangled off the side of the sofa.

"Ughhh, Lixie?" you quietly groaned, your voice sounding a distance away as Felix immediately stopped his worried ramblings.

"Y/Nnie? Babe, what was that?" Felix asked more calmly this time, although you could still hear a slight trembling in his voice over the phone.

"Feel awful," you whimpered, groaning as you shuffled slightly to sit up and grab your phone.

"Aw, babe, is it your fainting spells again?" Felix cooed over the phone, hoping the answer would be no because he knew how much you suffered in times like this.

"Y-yeah, I, I..." you trailed off, words muffled slightly before you hit the floor, hard.

"Y/Nnie? Babe?! Shit... I'm coming over," Felix immediately gathered his things and headed over to your place. He stayed on the phone on his way there and you stirred, waking up again.

"Ow," you winced, having landed on your arm.

"Baby? You're awake?" Felix sounded breathless.

"Felix? Where are you?" you groaned, sitting up and grabbing onto the sofa.

"I'm a minute away, baby, I'm nearly there," he sounded like he was entering your apartment building now. You didn't even have chance to respond before your door was being unlocked and the presence of an angel was beside you, lifting you with ease into the sofa. Hands traced your body, checking you over.

"Oh, my girl, what's been going on?" Felix pushed your hair back, scanning your face for any signs of discomfort and looking into your eyes specifically to see if you could focus on him.

"Dizzy spells, again. Been feeling so sick," you mumbled, squeezing his hand back as he sat with you, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"You should have told me, love, I've been going crazy with worry all morning. Can I get you anything?" Felix gently cupped your face with his hand.

"Mmm, just need you right now," you yawned, eyes naturally watering and he wiped them for you.

"Ok, ok, I've got you, let's just relax for now, and if you need anything I'm right here, okay love?" Felix wrapped his arms around you, shifting his body to lay down next to you, and cradling you in his arms.

tagged: @skz-streamer @kiraisastay @hannahhbahng @backintomykpopphaseagain @sakufilms @hanjiquokkaaa @arloo00 @dunno-wut-to-do @splat00z @cheesemonky

[simp-for-fiction]

Diary Theodore Nott x reader

Warnings - None really, just Theo teasing reader. Prompt- "Is it that, or is it because you're in love with me?" Blurb, Words= 500

You walked in your dorm room exhausted after a long day. I mean who wouldn't be tired after double potions?

As you walked in you saw your best friend who had your heart racing in ways it should not, but you managed to keep your composure and greeted him.

"Hey Theo, what are you doing here? "

You didn't even bother asking him how he got in the girl's dorm because you knew he would never tell.

Theo turned around a with a mischievous smirk and twinkle in his eyes and your diary in his hand.

Your face paled. Did he read it, it looks like it, does he know?

" P-put that down Theo!" you exclaimed terrified of what he read.

" Why love? It's not like I don't know much about you" He voiced with amusement clear in his voice.

" Because.... because its personal!" you said knowing he didn't believe you.

"Is it that, or is it because you're in love with me?" He asked with gentle eyes already knowing the answer.

"Shit " you whispered thinking you were about to get rejected.

"Listen Theo, I'm sorry, I know you don't think of me that way. I mean how would you---

"Love" he said trying to stop your rambling.

"we have been best friends for years and then stupid me---

"Darling " he tried yet again.

" just had to catch feeling and ruin the friendship but you can't blame me you're amazing and ---

"Y/N!" he shouted finally getting you to stop rambling.

"Never ever say that stuff again, you don't know how much you mean to me." He said his eyes alight with emotion.

"But- "

Then he kissed you, his lips so soft tasting of smoke, he held your face like you were made of glass, like you would break at the slightest of touch. You both broke the kiss panting with lips swollen.

"Listen to me love, I've been in love with you even since third year when you punched that gryffindor for making fun of me. When you cleaned me up after my first fight. I can't even tell you how much I love you. I never thought you would like me back." he panted eyes filled with adoration for you.

" Oh Theo " you said your voice as sweet as honey caressing his cheeks.

You hugged him tight like you would never let him go.

" So how much did you read?" you asked hoping he hadn't read some of your cliche habits.

" Oh, not much, just that you still sleep with Mr. Snuggles who I gave to you when we were 7. " Theo laughed out voice filled with affection.

" Shut up, he's cute." You whined.

" Not more than me, right?"

"You wish Theo " (anyone get the reference?)

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[hannyoontify]

lessen your burden - choi seungcheol

member | seungcheol x gn!reader

genre | angst, js hurt no comfort, breakup!au (i apologize in advance)

word count | 1.2k

synopsis | seungcheol loved you more than anything, but when he learns that you no longer feel the same way, he's still a little reluctant to let you go.

warnings | cursing, seungcheol is extremely emotionally codependent/unstable, reader is a bit of a dick (i think), arguing, reader loses their shit

notes | i... have no words

''i'm sorry. i'm sorry that i'm such a shitty boyfriend and i'm sorry that i keep having these bad thoughts about us and-'

'seungcheol, what are you saying right now?' you asked, a hint of sleep still laced in your voice. it's only been 3 minutes since you woke up and your boyfriend was sitting in bed next to you with tears in his eyes as he apologized profusely for absolutely nothing. you wondered if this was his fourth or fifth time crying to you this week.

'i'm sorry, i'm so sorry. i don't know what else to say, i feel like i should be apologizing right now, but i don't know. i'm sorry. i'm stressed and today just isn't a good day' he rambled on, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.

'seungcheol, what the fuck are you talking about? it's only been 5 minutes since we woke up, what do you mean it's not a good day' you said. you would be lying if you said that you weren't slightly agitated by this whole situation because this wasn't what you wanted to hear first thing in the morning.

you noticed seungcheol flinch at your choice of words and you ran a hand against your tired face. 'sorry, i didn't mean to curse'

to say that you and seungcheol's relationship had been tense recently would be an understatement. with your upcoming performance test and potential promotion at work, you were stressed and under a lot of pressure to do well. seungcheol was also job hunting after he was let go from his previous company that was financially struggling. every day, he sat at his computer as he sent out resume after resume and only left your apartment to drink with his friends or for interviews which never ended well.

the two of you had been getting into more arguments as well. it first started out small; bickering when you found a miscellaneous sock on the floor when you got home that soon transitioned to screaming matches every other night. but now, you were both too tired for that as well. you knew, eventually, that you two would break up. it was inevitable.

it wasn't that seungcheol was a bad person or a bad partner, you were simply incompatible with him. that, and you also fell out of love with him at some point and grew tired of your relationship with him. it seemed like all you ever did was give, but you received almost nothing.

'can you please hold me?' seungcheol asked in a quiet voice. a small, exasperated sigh left your lips before you could register what you were doing. once you did, you tried to cover it up by rustling the duvet loudly and motioned for your upset boyfriend to come closer to you.

but seungcheol noticed. he always did. he noticed the way you slightly rolled your eyes whenever he came up to you on the verge of tears. he noticed that every night, you seemed to inch further and further away from him until you were on the edge of the bed, threatening to fall off the mattress. he always tried to brush it off, making up lame excuses for your distant behavior, but now, it was getting harder for him to think of excuses.

pressing his head against your chest, seungcheol listened to your soft heartbeat as you absentmindedly ran your fingers through his hair.

'cheol, we should break up' you quietly said. seungcheol pulled away from your embrace and looked straight ahead. he couldn't look at you. he wouldn't.

'why?' oh he knew why. seungcheol knew why but he still wanted to hear it coming from your mouth–

'i don't love you anymore'

–he takes it back. he takes it all back. he never wants to hear those words coming out of your mouth ever again, it felt like a punch to his gut. seungcheol suddenly couldn't breathe.

'[name], you don't- you don't mean that. please. i need you to comfort me right now, tell me that everything is going to be okay. you can't leave me, not when i'm at my lowest point like this'

you silently slid out of your bed and put on your bathrobe, facing your back towards him. 'i'm sorry, seungcheol. i don't know if i can do this anymore. i'm tired. doesn't my lack of effort make you feel unloved? like you deserve better?'

your boyfriend–almost ex–shook his head profusely. 'no, you're perfect for me. please don't leave me [name]'

'begging isn't gonna get you anywhere, choi seungcheol'

hearing his full name coming from your lips made seungcheol's blood run cold. you only called him by his full name when you were on the verge of lashing out at him and against his better judgement, he apologized again. 'i'm sorry, [name]. if you tell me what i did wrong, i'll fix it and-'

you whipped around. for the first time that day, seungcheol saw your eyes though now he wishes he never had. your usual shining eyes were void of any love and joy that used to be there. instead, they were dark and stormy. full of anger and scorn.

'when is the last time you've comforted me, seungcheol? you go on and on about how you need me and you need to be comforted by me. think about it. when's the last time, you've held me in your arms and told me those 5 words that you want to hear all the time?' once the floodgates had opened, there was no turning back.

seungcheol sat there, stunned as you continued to berate him. what you were saying wasn't wrong. he had been so focused on trying to make himself feel better, he never bothered asking you what was on your mind. he wondered how often your words 'it's going to be okay' were actually meant for you instead of him.

'when i wasn't chosen for the promotion last month, where were you? you were out, drinking with your friends until 2 in the fucking morning'

'i don't understand why you're so obsessed with the promotion, you're still young and you have plenty of time-'

'I DID IT FOR YOU, SEUNGCHEOL. I DID IT FOR US' in the end, you had exploded. 'EVERYONE'S ON MY ASS 24/7 ASKING ME WHEN I'M GONNA GET MARRIED. HOW CAN I GET MARRIED WHEN MY BOYFRIEND IS UNEMPLOYED AND MY PAYCHECK CAN BARELY SUPPORT US BOTH?!'

you took a deep breath, not realizing until now that you were crying. there were tears streaming down your cheeks, similar to seungcheol. taking a moment to collect yourself, you rubbed at your eyes, trying to stop your flowing tears.

'everyday, i get yelled at and scolded by my seniors. i'm currently doing the workload of two people, do you remember me telling you that?'

seungcheol felt a pang of guilt in his chest. he did remember and watching you breakdown like this left him in horror–

'and then i come home, to my apartment that i pay for. and the dishes are still in the sink. the laundry isn't folded. did you expect me to do all the housework as well?'

–was he really this much of a burden to you?–

'i'm tired of this, seungcheol. please. i'm tired of giving and not receiving anything in return' although you stopped crying, your eyes were glistening with tears as you looked at him desperately.

–if that's what you really wanted, he would give it to you–

'i'll be out of here by the end of this week'

–because he still loved you.

reblogs and feedback is always appreciated ^-^

[short-black-diamond]

We got swoled and chaded 😂

Ok a request!!! Hmmm could you do something about the Kamille has a crush on Sahed/Rainah situation? Like Julia rambling to Sahed about how they can’t keep seeing each other because Kamille has feelings but lets slip that she is into him? Or honestly I’ll take anything

Yeah sure! I was thinking very much how the author(s?) would write Kamille and Julia actually talking about their situation and everything. Anywaysssss, let's do this!

I changed that request a little bit for personal reasons, so yeah...

Uh...it will be a little angsty for Julia (in my opinion), and I will do a shit ton of Kamille slander, however, I'm not good at this so you might not be that mad, but oh well!

Also I did not proofread.

Sahed x Julia

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What did you just say?

How long? Or better; how much longer?

Another day has passed in this weird circus with living corpses acting like humans and the brown haired girl trying to figure out the magic behind it.

But that was pushed aside because of a new problem. Kamille had a crush on Sahed. That's what Julia thought as she made yet another useless attempt of trying to find the girl who was most aqquainted to her. And she failed yet again.

With a frustrated sigh, she sunk down on a nearby bench and just looked at the scenery in front of her; acrobatics making the most ridiculous and dangerous looking poses and stunts, others playing with balls, Dotty and Bob chatting away with some other adults and much many more circus-like activities taking place.

Julia felt...lonely. Yes. She felt abandoned. Why?

She was far away from home. She didn't know if she'd ever even see her father again.

Kamille was spending much more time with her new friends Rainah and Sahed.

Dotty was ignoring her uneasyness and hunger for more insight of the past of this circus.

Tonny didn't look like a bad guy.

Sahed was a mysterious boy.

Sahed...was also a boy, who was one of the many reasons she didn't feel good. Not in a bad way- it's just, he's...weird. Dangerous. somehow...hot?

No!

Julia did not just think that! Not about that cocky smirk! Not about that luscious hair! Not about those beautiful orbs...or that sweet little extra eye...!

"Oh hello there. Didn't think I'd see you here of all places.", the boy's voice said, pulling her out of her thoughts. She flinched and yelped, but Sahed only chuckled as it was no surprise to him. He got to know her, after all.

"S-Sahed! I-uh-", dammit, what should she say? And what did he mean by that? "I just...wanted to see how everyone was doing...", she spoke, albeit hesitantly. She couldn't trust that guy. Not when he seemed to look...understanding? Did he just giver her a look of sympathy? No, she must've imagined it.

Sahed was just as dangerous as everyone else in this place. "So so? And...where's Kamille?", he asked in faux concern, with the intention of annoying her again. He knew that Kamille was very dear to Julia, but it also pissed him off that she was spending more time with his sister than her best friend, even when she was designing the clothes.

But he didn't notice the way Julia frowned upon his question a little. Nor did he hear her heart crack. "I don't know. I thought she was with you.", Julia answered, but her tone lacked emotion.

So Sahed likes Kamille too. Lucky her.

Sahed felt weird for some reason. His third eye sensed some iffy stuff going on now. Sahed was alarmed, but didn't show it. "Why would she be with me? She only likes to hang out with my sister you know? It's so damn annoying.", and he yawned. Julia noticed the dark circles under his eyes. Why does he never sleep?? But on the other hand, he looks hot-

"Oh, then...you should be going to bed. You have heavy eyebags. It doesn't suit you."

Okay, no.

This was not the Julia he knew.

He wanted his old Julia back.

The one who'd always shout and yell and blush and stutter and look so ador- Hold on.

What was he thinking???

"And it doesn't suit to me that you're acting weird.", he declared, suddenly stepping closer to her. She was taken aback, of course, and leaned back because he was invading her space as she was sitting on the bench.

He was bowing, she was sitting. He then rested his head on her shoulder. And whispered: "What happened?"

It was soft. Yet a demand.

A soft demand.

Julia felt bewitched by his rizz powers/hotness bluntness and her breath hitched. instinctively, she pushed him away form her and looked away. "N-nothing's wrong with me!" Yet she wanted to tell him about her every concern.

"Something clearly is. Am I that much of a bastard to you that you don't want to talk to me?", he asked, and Julia risked it to look at him again.

Big mistake.

Instead of his usual, confident smirk, there was a...great sadness.. adorning his face. His brows were furrowed in a sad frown, the corners of his mouth went south and he even closed his third eye. She liked that eye the most. Even if she'd never admit to it freely.

And even though he still looked amazing, she couldn't help but feel another pang of pain and her heart cracked again. She didn't know if she could handle it. "I- can we talk in private then? I don't want unwanted eavesdroppers to hear us..."

and so, the two were in a cabinet that didn't belong to anybody from the circus. Julia took a big breath before she started talking.

"As you know, I'm Kamille's friend, but ever since we came here, she's been distancing herself from me more and more and found so many friends so easily. Meanwhile I'm here, trying to overcome the fact that we really might stay here for the rest of our lives."

She received a nod. Sahed was either trying to act like he cared, or he actually...did care. "I mean, sure, Kamille would make friends no matter where we'd be. I just...I always feel excluded. I know that I'm not as pretty or nice or good as her. Or what everybody sees in her but me. I knew that the kids our age only liked Kamille. They even told me."

Sahed frowned. Julia was actually a good person. How could anybody tell Julia that they wouldn't want to spend time with her? And telling her that they don't like her to her face?

What the hell?

She was... Weird, but cute. And he flushed at the thought, but Julia didn't really pay him any mind and kept going.

"Kamille...she, uh-jeez that will sound childish to you- but...she forgot my birthday. We normally always celebrated together. But this time, she just forgot!", Julia exclaimed, this time looking at Sahed, and this time too, he frowned.

"When she's your best friend, why does she do that? Shouldn't she have told those kids to not exclude you and be nice to you?"

At that, Julia was taken aback. Sahed actually listened and discussed it with her instead of making fun of her. Her cheeks warmed up, but she pushed her feelings away, only for them to grow a hundredfold when Sahed kept going.

"And how could she forget your birthday? Isn't she your best friend? Me personally, I wouldn't let that slide. No."

Suddenly, Julia felt embarassed. Kamille liked Sahed! Damn, why did she talk so badly about Kamille?!?!? She needs to fix this!

And, well, with futile attempts, the girl with the long hair laughed awkwardly. "B-but that's okay! Kamille's pretty nice aside from that! She can design such pretty stuff, don't you think?! She'd be a great girlfriend for you!!"

Ouch.

Ouch ouch ouch ouchouchouchouchouchouch-

"Wha- why would I want her to be my- whoah, whoah whoah whoah. Wait a minute. What the hell is going on?", the male glared at her.

Sahed didn't get Julia. In the first moment, she's depressed. Then she's talking about the problems in her life. What bad things Kamille has done. And then she's telling him to become her girlfriend???

Sahed didn't get girls. Girls were weird creatures.

he sighed and punched the bridge of his nose. "Julia, why are you telling me all your problems, Kamille not treating you right, like as in her not aknowledging your existence,", hence Julia averting her eyes with a hurt expression where in response his heart hurted, "nor standing up to your bullies, or even forgetting your birthday? She does not seem like such a good person to me. and I don't even think she likes me, more like-"

"What?! Of course she likes you! You're smart, handsome, sometimes funny, a good listener, handsome, weird, mysterious, handsome, and you're a good brother. I don't think that Kamille could get a better crush on anybody else than you."

All the while you were counting the reasons 'Kamille' could have a crush on him, he'd rather...want it to be Julia who did. "You know that you called me handsome three times, right?"

Ah, there was that hot smirk again. Sahed thought that he could tease Julia with it -and hopefully get a confession- but he was not prepared to hear her actually say it.

"Because I like you."

She- She said it like it was the most normal thing in the world...!

"What did you just say?"

Julia took a little while to process why Sahed's tan was getting redder and his eyes widening before she realized what she did.

She voiced her thoughts out loud.

She got a little whiplash from all the blood rushing to her head, but she was too focused on apologizing and telling him to forget that she ever said that. In her head, she was punching and kicking herself. Did I really say that?! Do I really like Sahed?! What will Kamille think??!

He was still stunned, but recovered quickly.

Slowly, he took one of her flailing hands in his and brought them to his lips.

"May I?", he asked.

And she couldn't believe it was really happening. Too weak to move her mouth, she just nodded weakly, and Sahed gave Julia a small kiss to her knuckles.

"Julia, I like you t-"

"Sahed- OHH, I'M SORRYYY~", Dotty interrupted Sahed's confession towards Julia with a laughing face. He was blushing furiously, because Dotty of all people had to see him in such a state. And he also thought that no one would look for him at this time.

Julia was no better. "D-DOTTY?! wha-what are you doing here?!"

The freckled woman only giggled and waved her hand before dissappearing again.

Julia and Sahed would have some explaining to do.

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I honestly wanted Sahed to comfort Julia as well, but here we are.

I hope it was okay!!

Send in more requests please! Also please read my work "battle fairy" guys! Thank you!

[masschase]

Here's my OTP playlist again with full explanations of each song.

Bitch with a Keyboard, Asshole With a Gun: Matt and Casey's Journey

There is mention of nsfw stuff but I've kept it pretty vague tbh.

Wicked Game (Chris Isaak): I used the original of this because I already have a HIM song on this playlist. Still considering switching to the Stone Sour version. I know it's probably a cliché choice. But I felt like I needed a starter if this was going to be a cohesive journey. From Matt's side this reflects the fact Casey both spared his life and saved him from the simulation first. For Casey it represents that moment a couple of weeks into being on the ship when they've just had sex and they're just joking around together. She looks into his eyes and as I've said before, she sees a dangerous potential there and realises they just can't do this again. She has important world-saving shit to do and she can't just go falling in love with anyone. So she rambles out the rule about not sleeping with anyone on the ship more than once, and she sticks to it when more of her friends come aboard. Thing is, once those months have passed, everyone's like oh yeah, we all had that one time with the Boss, and doesn't think much of it. Matt is probably the only one who still thinks about that rule a lot, for obvious reasons. He has no idea he's the reason it exists.

Secretly (Skunk Anansie): This is really representative of the kind of mid-portion of their friendship before romantic feelings develop. When Matt in particular is trying his best *not* to be attracted to her (by the way the scene with him and Johnny regarding this is one of my favourite things ever ever ever I love their bond) but Casey keeps absent-mindedly telling him shit about how much she'd like to be pinned to the bed by a dirty talking Austen hero type and that sort of thing. 😅 Also kind of works from the opposite perspective. Matt wants to be with Asha so really he should be steering clear of Casey but he just... doesn't manage to. Honestly when I said a while ago I worry I portray Matt as a bit of a dick, it's this sort of thing I mean 😅

Dreaming Of You (The Coral): This could be an innocent enough song but thanks to Scrubs I associate it heavily with sex, plus with the kind of tempo it has... I tie it together with the feverish results of the interactions I mentioned in connection with the previous song. I don't know what the correct term is for "a captain and lieutenant listening to each other erm.... enjoying themselves through a wall and getting encouraged by each others noises" other than "inappropriate".

Right Here In My Arms (HIM): I really associate HIM with Matt; I feel like he has a bigass heartagram belt buckle hidden somewhere in his old flat, haha. Anyway, this is their friendship a little later on. "So hard she's trying, But her heart won't turn to stone" is very very Casey and this whole song is representative of the way she keeps returning to him despite the fact it's inadvertently leading to her falling for him.

Surrender (Billy Talent): I've said before how much the second verse reminds me of them "Even though I know what I'm looking for, She's got a brick wall behind her door, I'd travel time and confess to her, But I'm afraid she'd shoot the messenger.". It's very representative of both when Matt gets to the pining, unrequited (ok not really) love stage with Casey as well as the whole time travel plot and how that plays out. Also I just want to talk about the line "She wonders why I'm always in a good mood" because like... I constantly think about Casey thinking "Matt's secretly such a sweet funny guy, I wonder why not everyone sees it?" and it's like... he's comfortable around you my dude. He's happy and can be himself. His socially awkward has stopped socially awkwarding and that's why he doesn't need that egotistical facade.

Gunslinger (Avenged Sevenfold): for that period of time they are really missing each other during my fic. It was playing when they were bonding in Camden a year previously and Pierce complains that Casey starts listening to it over and over when Matt is gone. The bit that captures her is "I won't question why so many have died, My prayers have made it through yeah, 'Cause with all these things we do, It don't matter when I'm coming home to you."

Demolition Lovers (My Chemical Romance): This could really be placed higher or lower but it mostly makes me think of if Matt and the younger Casey really did go and do some "Bonnie and Clyde sorta shit" or really did run away together after the party. But it also makes me think of any situation of them running off and dying together. Which happens more often than you'd think.

Gone Too Soon (Simple Plan): Pretty much this whole album (Get Your Heart On) reminds me of the thing between 2022 Matt and 2016 Casey, and the band has links to both of their teen years in my hc. But this is the song they dance to and it has heavy foreshadowing for the next couple of chapters.

Last Dance (The Cure): It plays right after the previous song but they don't get to dance to it in 2016. That's really supposed to symbolise that this is not the end for them. But it sums up so much of the way I see Casey waiting nervously the night they finally get together, and they dance to it that night too. I've said this before but a lot of The Cure songs remind me of them.

Undisclosed Desires (Muse): This to me is very representative of their sexual relationship but also of the fact that even before they are together Matt begins to see more to Casey than the typical perception of her.

Running (No Doubt): This song is so them to me. The fact it's No Doubt makes me think of Casey, the fact it sounds like chiptune makes me think of Matt. The fact they do make this agreement that for the sake of their survival they will run instead of fighting when needed. Matt's surprise that she chose him of all people. Casey's fear that she'll fuck this up somehow. But the fact that they have each other through it all. I'd say it's between this and Last Dance for 'their' song, but I feel like this is the one that they'd think of as their song.

Deathbeds (Bring Me The Horizon): OK, admittedly, I have a load of songs on the longer playlist that could go here (I Will Follow You Into The Dark, There Is A Light That Never Goes Out etc.). But I feel like this one is a really good representative of that feeling of "I strongly believe we might end up dying together but I'm still never going to leave you.".

House on the Hill (The Pretty Reckless): It's a little more sombre than it should be for how I picture their future/endgame but nonetheless a lot of it relates. The way it starts with "Somewhere in the end of all this hate" relating to how they first crossed paths. The fact that what Matt manages to pull off more or less allows them to settle down by hiding/fading away, at least for a while. I'll eventually do a long post on what that entails for those who haven't read my fic but suffice to say it links back to themes from the first game of Aisha's name persisting through her music but her fake death protecting her. Nonetheless, the Saints are going to be forever and the next generation will inevitably get dragged in which is where "Until they drink the wine and they will, they will" comes into it.

Always (Killswitch Engage): I just wanted to end on a more optimistic note and sum up that although they are never going to *quite* have a traditional happily ever after, they will always have each other. Their love is eternal.

❤💜💙

[somelazyassartist]

I'm. Not going to go into a huge ramble right now because I've done it before and I'll probably do it again later but I am running off of zero sleep and a sonic the hedgehog g fuel so if I talk a lot now it WILL end up incomprehensible but. Just a tiny post since I am thinking about it.

[Edit: it became a huge incomprehensible ramble anyways. It's under the cut if you want to see opinions on the TAZ graphic novel (and sorta the fanon) versions of Taako. But please dear Istus do not think I'm talking about the entire fandom it is just one specific brand of fanon-interpretation I'm talking about, NOT the fandom as a whole please I know enough about Tumblr's reading comprehension to know I should probably put a warning here now that I am talking about a specific trend and not an entire group of people who all have different opinions and also that this is ALSO just my own opinion myself. Oh and also this isn't meant to be like an attack on anyone it's just a personal peeve so if I sound frustrated that's just a Me Thing not me being like mad at anyone in particular Thank you very much genuinely for reading this and understanding]

But like,,,, does it bother anyone else or is it just me that the fandom's perception of Taako has become like. WAY more of a stuck-up ass than he ever really was in the podcast ever since the graphic novels came out? Like don't get me wrong he is a dick but he's never been, like, cruel for the most part.

But like, putting on HtbG (podcast) and then putting him next to the gn version of him is like.... Almost not the same character to me? It's like most people forget podcast Taako started out as the "dumb but sweet joke character" who was constantly slow to pick up on social cues and who the other characters repeatedly would take pity on and make fun of for being "the idiot of the group". And again he is a dick but he's not, like, Seriously a Mean Person!!

Also a decent chunk of the "antagonistic" stuff later on is still a continuation of him not getting social cues like in the beginning (for example, his bit where he threatens Angus for potentially becoming a better wizard than he is, realizing afterwards that his tone didn't come across the way he intended and that Angus interpreted that as being serious, and backtracked to try to clear up that he didn't mean to come off as serious and only meant it as a joke. And also says very explicitly in the same episode that he intends for most of his "mean" behavior throughout the series to come off as joking between equals and he doesn't mean for other people to take it seriously. He just says that.).

And he has, like, unspoken morality about what "harmful" things he does too, especially when it comes to like stealing stuff. If you listen to the podcast he (with very VERY VERY few exceptions) only ever steals from people who are dead- who will no longer be using those items and would be letting them go to waste unmoved- and people who have directly wronged him or his loved ones from his point of view. He actively tries to stop the other two from stealing from innocent people!! There's a whole scene where he establishes he isn't comfortable taking from people who don't deserve it and who need that money!! And then you go into the exact same scene in the graphic novel and.... He's exclaiming that he's going to steal a bunch of shit. Not just any shit, the exact shit he was trying to STOP the others from stealing in the podcast.

Which just doesn't feel like Taako at all!! In fact when he stole and sold Angus' grandfather's silverware and realized Angus really didn't deserve that, he felt guilty about it and tried giving some of it back for him and making up for the rest with quality time and magic lessons! but now when I look at fandom stuff (at least what I've come across) it seems a lot more people lean towards the more kleptomania-fueled dickhead Taako than the much tamer original version, and I have to say I prefer the original more!! He has so much more dimension to me in the podcast- not even because there's more time to flesh him out there than in the gn- but because while he is rude and foul-mouthed at times he has pretty explicit limits and will get upset if people try to force him to cross it! (Also seen with his elevator-related PTSD and him having a very reasonable breakdown when his emotional limits were repeatedly crossed with fair warning from him he'd freak out if forced into going in there..... which got cut from the graphic novels as well because of course it did).

And going forward, with gn Taako being so much more selfish and inhospitable than the original version, I feel like they might cut out his "I'm not a piece of meat" scene in TSG, because if they DO keep it in there's no way to me personally that it'll feel earned in any regard- tell me when in the graphic novels has he pretty much ever shown the genuine humility that the original version carries under his standoffish persona. I don't see it, and I don't think whatever happens between Crystal Kingdom's gn and The Suffering Game's gn will be enough to make that scene feel genuine to me. I really, honestly believe that.

Of course there's some things I do like about the graphic novels and I'm more than willing to give the next ones a fair shot (Crystal Kingdom was a lot better than I expected it to be!) but I really, really, REALLY don't like how the graphic novels (and to a small extent, the fandom) really over-emphasize how mean he is to people when if you listen back to the original in a lot of cases he's much more mellow and kind or is just not picking up on other people's tones/social cues and is being misinterpreted (both by other characters in-fiction and/or certain listeners) because it's established in the text he's bad at picking up that sort of thing

[rhaenyyras]

snippet from part 2 of my upcoming steddie fic where steve has a migraine & eddie takes care of him..and also breaks into his house ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯ ~

"Eddie, wh—What are you doing here?" Steve frowns, confused. "Wait, did you just break into my house?"

"Yeah, and you're welcome. I came by to check on you." Eddie says, stepping over the glass. "You don't look too hot. What is it? Flu? Hangover?"

He wishes it were a hangover, that would hurt less. Steve shakes his head, not really sure what to say. He's not exactly in the mood for company right now and doesn't understand why Eddie is here today of all days.

"I just need sleep, and what—How did you.."

Oh, right. He sees where this is going.

"Robin called me. Asked me to swing by."

"You could've knocked."

"Yeah, tried that. For about, oh I don't know. Twenty minutes." Eddie glares at him. "Then I tried throwing pebbles at your window, but nothing. Nada."

Steve blinks. "So, what? You decided to break in?"

Eddie shrugs like it's no big deal and walks over to Steve. That's when he notices it, blood trickling down Eddie's arm. It takes his brain a minute to catch up. The lamp didn't even hit Eddie, he dodged out of the way before the glass shattered everywhere. So why is he bleeding?

"Break in, schmeak in. I just let myself in through your window." Eddie cheerily explains. "Which was surprisingly not so easy. I landed on this shovel, and a pile of boxes, and then I fell on my knife, and—"

"Wait, what, you landed on your knife? Shit, Eddie. You're bleeding." Steve scolds and reaches for his arm. "Why did you even have a knife out anyway?"

"To cut through the screen on your window?"

Steve shoots Eddie the look he usually reserves for the kids when they've done something reckless or stupid like this. He gently tugs Eddie's arm closer, inspecting the gash closely to see if it needs stitches. It's hard to tell with all the blood but it doesn't look too deep. Steve feels dizzy again, distantly aware of the guilt kicking in that this was all his fault.

Eddie only came by to check on him and because Steve didn't hear him at the door, he went to the most extreme effort to find a way in. And now he's hurt, and it feels like Steve's fault. He also feels like he's wearing a bike helmet, the pressure on his head so tight that he can't really keep up with whatever Eddie is rambling about.

"It's fine, honestly, it's just a teeny, little ol' nick—"

"It's not nothing, Eddie. Alright?" Steve sighs. "You should have said something."

"Noted. Next time you're sick, I'll make it all about me. Alright?" Eddie quips back, tugging his arm away. "Seriously, I'm fine. I'm more worried about you."

[thatgirlstrawberry]

Prompts :)

Hellooooooo! Here’s a list of prompts in case you’d like to request but you don’t know what! OR if you’re a writer as well and you need some inspiration!

I will be adding more all the time

I want him to look at me like this—

ANYWAY HERE YOU GOOOOOO

Dialogue prompts

Fluff

1 - "Just give me your damn hand."

2 - "Why is it that I know everything about you?"

3 - "You did not just eat the last dorito."

4 - "I really like playing with your hair!"

5 - "How many laws did we just break?"

6 - "I don't give piggyback rides to just anyone."

7 - "Stay behind me."

8 - "Don't move! You're gonna break it!"

9 - "Hey! No double dipping!"

10 - "Just kiss me already!"

11 - "If we get caught kissing, we're dead."

12 - "I just cant see myself ever living without you."

13 - ""I've never felt this way before, and truthfully it scares me. But, the idea of never trying scares me even more."

14 - "Is that my shirt?" "You mean our shirt?"

15 - "No matter how much time we've spent apart, I never stopped loving you."

16 - "I can braid your hair for you- I mean, only if you want."

17 - "Don't go on that date." "Why?" "You know why." "Say it."

18 - "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to see if you were okay."

19 - “You couldn’t handle me even if i came with instructions.”

20 - “Next problem… we might die."

21 - "...Did you just sniff me?"

22 - "You're bleeding." "No shit."

23 - "Close your eyes and hold out your hand."

24 - "Where are we going?" "It's a surprise." "I hope the surprise involves food."

25 - "I can't stand you!" "Then sit down."

26 - “I am nothing if not consistent.” “Yeah, a consistent pain in my ass.”

27 - "What happened to your hand?" "I hit my hand on something." "On what?" "Your ex's face."

28 - "I heard that!" "You were supposed to!"

29 - "I've been thinking-" "Uh-oh"

30 - “For the most part, I am, in fact, an idiot. But I fully admit to it, which should count for something.”

31 - "Why are you creeping outside my bedroom window?!" "I thought it would be romantic if I climbed up here." "You gave me a heart-attack!"

32 - "I hate that I let you convince me to do this"

33 - "You said you wouldn't fall in love with me." "I lied."

34 - "Let me take care of things for once, alright?"

35 - “Are you flirting with me?”

36 - “if you cry, i’ll cry ─ and that won’t be fun for anyone.”

37 - “you cancelled plans for me?”

38 - “my lipgloss is all over your lips.”

39 - “you ramble and it’s adorable.”

40 - “nothing else matters except for you.”

41 - “You’re such an idiot. my idiot but still.”

42 - “that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”

43 - “have you ever thought about how much worse our lives would be without each other?”

44 - "my mom would hate you."

45 - "All I've ever wanted was a place to belong. Somewhere I could call home. And you gave me that. Because you are my home."

46 - “Are you… jealous?”

47 - “‘Cause you’re pretty, and you’re smart and you’re... ignoring me, so you’re obviously my type.”

48 - “Could you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.”

49 - “You look...“ “Ridiculous? Stupid? Out of place?” “Beautiful.”

50 - “Alright— where’s the idiot?” “Uh... I’m here.” “Surprisingly enough, I’m not talking about you this time.”

51 - "Sleep over? Please?"

52 - "I don't... I've never... been in a relationship before and I'm going to make mistakes... I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me."

53 - "I apologise sincerely if my beautiful/handsome face has kept you up all night."

54 - "Home stopped being a place when you entered my life."

55 - "This movie is really scary, but you're into it so I'm trying not to cover my face the whole time- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"

56 - "You're making it weird, stop making it weird."

57 - "What did you break this time?"

58 - “Okay, well if you’re leaving me for the day then the least you can do is give me a hug before you go.” “I’ll do you one better and give you a hug and a few kisses.” 

59 - “And I thought you were whiney when you weren’t sick!”

60 - “You’ll either take this medicine or I’ll lock you in your room until you’re better.”

Angst/Emotional

61 - “And that makes it okay?”

62 - “We’re you trying to destroy us?”

63 - “When did you stop loving me?”

64 - I’m tired of you telling me that everything’s going to be okay

65 - "Wake up. You have to wake up. Please. For me."

66 - "Forget it. Just like you forget everything else."

67 - "Whats the point in trying if only one of us is willing to?"

68 - “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

69 - “You weren’t there...why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren't there!”

70 - “All I wanted was a happy ending.”

71 - "You said you wouldn't leave, and then you did."

72 - "This is the third time you've broken a promise to me, I'm starting to think you are doing it on purpose."

73 - "Whatever you do, do not close your eyes."

74 - "For once in your life, do what you want! Be selfish!"

75 - “I would give up everything for the chance to hear your laugh again. To see you smile. To see you happy."

76 - "I always said I'd die for you." "I didn't think you meant literally."

78 - “You would risk letting all those people die for one person? Why?” “Because it’s not just one person…it’s you.”

79 - "I know you're tired, but you have to stay awake."

80 - "Shh, shh. It's all right-I got you. I got you. Don't fight it, just sleep. There you go. Just sleep now,"

81 - “It’s not like I wanted it to happen!”

82 - "I... I really gotta go-"

83 - "Go. Away. Do something right at least once!"

84 - "You forgot me again." "I could never forget you-" "Yeah, but you did."

85 - “Fine! Get yourself killed! See if I care!”

86 - “I said fuck off!”

87 - "You really wanna fo this now!? In front of them!?"

88 - "Baby, we don't stand a chance. It's sad but it's true."

89 - "They'll never love you like I can."

90 - "I always thought you would try everything before you gave up on us but I guess I was wrong."

91 - "You’ve changed, you’re not the person I fell in love with, you are not a person I can love."

92 - "You didn’t say goodbye, you left a fucking note and thought ‘this will be good enough.’"

93 - "I thought we were in love,  turns out I was just fucking delusional." 

94 - "You knew it would hurt me and you still did it."

95 - "I know what I said, I was fucking lying."

96 - "I hate playing these games with you."

97 - "Be very careful with what you say next."

98 - "I’m really sick of your glass-half-empty attitude-" "Well, I'm sick of you."

99 - "We’re finally getting somewhere and you want to stop?"

100 - "I open up to you and you shut me out." "Because I can't handle your incessant whining!"

Scenario prompts

Fluff

101 - Looking around for the shirt they left at their house; only to find it in a drawer with other clothes and items they've left.

102 - Realizing they were holding hands the entire time the moment they had to let go. (after getting scared, nervous, frightened, etc.)

103 - A game of 20 questions that ends with "Can I kiss you?"

104 - Walking together and it starts to rain, so they grab your hand and you start running until you can find somewhere to escape getting wet.

105 - As they begin to fall asleep, they feel a gentle kiss pressed to their temple and a blanket draped over them.

106 - Getting stuck at the top of the Ferris Wheel.

107 - Holding hands underneath the table.

108 - Her/him teaching her/him  to ice skate/roller skate.

109 - They refuse to leave so they pick you up and throw them over their shoulder.

110 - Shielding the other with their body to save/protect them.

111 - Get locked in somewhere together.

112 - Fall asleep in same bed, on opposite sides, wake up in each others arms.

113 - Pillow talk

114 - Watching a sad movie and they hear their s/o sniffling. They grab s/o's hand for comfort.

115 - They find a love note in s/o's drawer addresses to them

116 - Valentines day

117 - she catches him staring at her, with the most longing look she's ever seen

118 - it's her birthday and S/o has a huge surprise for her

119 - S/o drags her to a party and makes it known that she is his.

120 - She and her boyfriend babysit her little sister

121 - Christmas eve/day

122 - taking a photo of the smiling or in their element

123 - small kisses littered across the other’s face

124 - tracing one person’s lips with a finger before tilting their chin up for a kiss

125 - kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height equality

126 - avoiding each other at all cost, yet somehow ending up together and kissing

127 - she bites him playfully and he looks like the most betrayed person in the world

128 - She pulls him over to her by his belt loop

129 - kisses in which, they've already said goodbye but can't help stealing another one

130 - tending to their lover's wound, placing a kiss on top of their head, grateful they're still alive

131 - the minutes after they had a huge fight and made up

132 - holding hands while sleeping

133 - when they haven’t seen each other for a while and all this time they’ve been trying to stay strong, but when they reunite, they crash into each other’s arms, and completely breakdown

134 - when a character is falling in love, and their love interest is making them smile, and they’re flustered, blushing, in such a happy state of mind that they look to the ground, trying to hide their burning red cheeks 

135 -  tracing a finger across their lover's scar

136 - kissing their lover when they ask why they've been avoiding them, not realizing it's because they're jealous that they've been hanging out with another potential love interest

137 - solid eye-contact, then *gaze drops to lips*

138 -  tying their lover's tie

139 - agreeing to sleep in separate beds but ending up sneaking into each other's to snuggle

140 - After a rough fight, she tends to his wounds

Dialogue [this is all over the place and I'll fix it later so sorry!]

Smut prompts

141 - “ten? i only need five.”

142 - “that was the prettiest sound i’ve ever heard.”

143 - “are you doing that on purpose?”

144 - “keep quiet or someone’ll hear.”

145 - "now this is something that your dad would kill me for."

146 - “lipstick’s a good look on you.”

147 - “this isn’t what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you.”

148 - “i thought your laugh was the prettiest sound in the world. i was wrong, it's your moans.”

149 - "right now? They're in the next room!"

150 - "Why don't you prove to me that your mouth can do more than talk shit."

151 - "is this your first time?"

152 - “as beautiful as you look, all i want to do is rip that dress off right now.”

153 - “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

154 - “If we get caught, I’m blaming you”

155 - "You saw me naked!”

156 - “Can you guys just fuck already?” ~ third party

157 - “don’t worry i’ll take care of you”

158 - “i don’t feel like sleeping”

159 - “why don’t we move this to the bed”

160 - “this feels dirty” “that's because it is”

Fluff

161 - "what do you think our kids would be like?"

162 - "I can't breathe without you so don't go."

163 - "kiss me like you love me."

164 - "bite me... ow!" "What? You told me to!"

165 - "I want to marry you someday."

166 - "Why do we always end up in bed after we kiss?"

167 - "we can do whatever you want just as long as it's together."

168 - "Stop trying to eat the food before its done!"

169 - "Are you flirting with me?" "... you notice now after three years?"

170 - "You're so dumb" *loving/pining look*

171 - "I will never not love you."

172 - "You don't even have to love me back. I just want you to know that i think about you every second of every day because I love you."

173 - "that look won't work this time!" "*gives them the look*" "shit."

174 - “would it be weird if i kissed you? be honest.”   “honestly? yes. do i care? no.”

175 - “just to clarify: me holding your hand doesn’t, like, mean anything, by the way. not in that way, at least. unless you want it to mean something. i don’t mind. that’s cool.”

176 - "I'm scared." "Me too but that doesn't mean I'll run away. Unless you wanna run- do you wanna run?" "RUN!"

177 - "Let me help."

178 - "Please don't look at me like that. I'll never leave this house."

179 - "did you just wink at me?" "w-what? N-no! A bug flew in my eye!" "Yeah sure."

180 - "wherever you go, I'm there. Just say the word."

More scenarios!!

181 - not liking any of the other’s previous partners and finally admitting the reason is because they were jealous or being accused of being jealous

182 - dreaming about the friend in a romantic way

183 - neither of the two caring much for valentine’s day, but being dragged out for a double date with friends

[sorikkung]

HELLOOO AGAIN IM BACK AFTER FINISHING ACT THREE frankly forgot to do my post on act 2 bc i just kept reading without realising i was on act 3 already until i opened the first chapter of act FOUR... lmfAOoo so this ones gonna be extra long i hope you have time 🫶 i only pray that i give enough context in my ramblings for you to know which scenes im talking about sDFJKHSKJDFH

im suddenly making the realisation reading chapter 11 that hongjoong probably knew about the papers the whole time, didnt he. san probably told him about them and they decided to use him to gain her trust, didnt he. oh my god. oh my goddd that interim chapter fr changed EVERYTHINGGGGG

“It will probably be hard for you to be on a ship full of men and testosterone. Not to mention we’re all criminals of the government. But if you do need anything, my door is always open. Not just as a doctor. Although as a doctor, I can provide some relief for other… frustrations you might have.” “Don’t look so embarrassed,” Yunho chuckles. “It’ll make me act up.” I SWEARRRR MC STRONGER THAN I FOR NOT CAVING A LONG TIME AGO honestly im surprised she never took him up on that considering how she was clearly flustered by his constant flirting, Did acknowledge his attractiveness and seems to be the type to go fuck it and sleep around a bit. guess the others had her satisfied and it was more abt the circumstances leading up to it that just never happened favourably for yunho but like, damn, lowkey wish all this sexual tension between them lead anywhere KSJDFGKSDKFGS not @ me here just like. yeah i think mc should fuck everyone in the crew i just think she deserves it actually. LMFAOOO i mean thats just my horny ass but i suppose shes only ever been sisterly to the berserker bros theyre cute. but like, the rest of them… and hell, you say this story is only one third done…. theres ways to go still- SDFKJGSKDF

"Part of you does feel guilty for looping Yunho in with the rest of the crew, labeling him as an awful criminal who can’t be trusted, when Yunho’s only crime seems to be his audacity." THIS IS TAKING ME TF OUT HSJKDFGKSFDGKJSFD

WOOYOUNG MY BELOVED IM SO SORRY. THIS HITS SO DIFFERENT NOW IT AINT JUST BC SHE BROKE HIS NOSE IS IT......

I FUCKING FORGOT HOW HEARTBREAKING THIS CHAPTER WAS FFFFFUCKFKKFKF

THE KISS

the fucking MASSIVE dick energy of this part gives me SHIVERS... and i think its a really good look at what kind of man hongjoong really is, in such a small moment. hits harder on the reread tbh like oh no this isnt just intimidating pirate captain w a heart of gold 300k words later no this is exactly the kind of man he is

im sorry but this is sooooo sexy. red flags all around this man but red is my favourite colour all of a sudden 😍

hongjoong on top of me is a mental image i will relish even more the second time 🤤

good god i forgot how good the hongjoong/ghost dynamic was from the start. like it got real Juicy later but i was so focused on san and seonghwa around this point in that this scene didnt linger on my mind that long but i rly do love seeing these two work together its so fun

god this torture scene is just as gut wrenching the second time round especially knowing that it gets repeated again i AGH [CHEWS SHEET METAL]

"What the fuck are you?" "I'm merely a ghost." STILL FUCKING HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITS ON FUCKING GOD BRO ONE OF MY FAV LINES, MCS ENTIRE EXCHANGE WITH CARA HERE IS SO FUCKING CHEFS KISS, THIS IS THE GOOD SHIT RIGHT HERE

i understand Why but i lowkey hate how san snaps her out of it bc DESERVED, BITCH, GO CRAZY, GET HER ASS, I LOVE IT WHEN WOMEN GO APESHIT!!!!

taskmaster of the EURYDICE... wait now that i actually know abt orpheus and eurydice i have more context here. did you choose that title because its what kept san looking back this whole time?? thats such a fun little tidbit omg

THE WAY THAT WHAT HE SAYS RIGHT BEFORE HE PRESUMEDLY THINKS HES ABOUT TO DIE FR IS THAT SHE DID WELL. IM GOING TO BITE THRU CONCRETE

SEONGHWA REASSURING HER RIGHT AWAY

“You aren’t doing yourself any favors with that ego." oh but she is, seonghwa, she absolutely is, she is winning my heart with it

"A black hood over his face, but you knew exactly who he was." OR SO YOU FUCKEN THOUGHT!!!! SJFDHKGJKADFKGJAKJDFGSDF FUCK

"So why was Seonghwa so desperate for you to rely on them?" me reading this the first time like BC HE CARES DUH!!! MAYBE HE ALSO HAS A PATHOLOGICAL NEED TO BE NEEDED BUT HE DEFINITELY CARES!!!! and now im sitting here like. BECAUSE THEY NEED YOU. FUCK

DID MC INSTANTLY CALM DOWN BC THE TOUCH WAS COMFORTING OR BC OF THE SIREN CONNECTION BETWEEN THEM...... FUCK

"It’s like magic the way even just that slightest touch brings you out of the anxiety and refocuses your thoughts." YEAH. LIKE MAGIC. OR A SIREN. IDK.

GOD YOURE JUST LIKE HONGJOONG... THE PARALLELS... minus the bar scene earlier did this ever end up happening bc i would still like to see it. god tho i LOVE the too similar to get along so they butt heads instead trope. red flags be damned I NEEDA SEE THESE TWO TOGETHER SO BAD HDKSHSJHDJF

edit: going thru and copy pasting these from my private discord channel into this post is so funny to me bc these were all taken like days even weeks apart i completely did not realise what ive already said and also the screenshots changing from ur blog on desktop to now goth rave theme on mobile is just. i find great amusement in it. anyway back to the livereacting

tfw he DOES have ulterior motives..... AAAAAAAAAAA FUCKING HELL THE FORESHADOWINGGG

OUGHGHGHHG THE COMFORT SCENE WHEN SHE SEES SAN AGAIN IS RIPPIMG MY HEART OUT IM DRY CRYING INTO MY PANCAKES RN FUCK. IF U COULD SEE THE STATE IM IN.

i actually cannot be eating while reading this shit i am way too engrossed in it my pancakes r going cold HDJHSJSGDHFBF

"Wooyoung is his weakness, and they both know it. Part of Wooyoung fears that one day Yeosang will decide that he doesn’t want to have such a great weakness like Wooyoung around any longer." WHAT IF I JUST

moc!woosang is my fucking WEAKNESS i fucking forgot how much that chapter completely fucking obliterated me oh my god i also forget they werent boyfriends yet im AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ok not @ me reading more chapters and completely forgetting to note down any thoughts i had so theyre gone but onto twenty and "It’s been a few days since your awkward panic attack in the training room, but the mention of Kebos still makes you tense up, and your breath catches a bit in your throat. Jongho notes the way your shoulders lift, and his hand reaches down to the bench between you two, brushing over your knuckles just enough. You shift to look at him, lips pressed tight together, but he doesn’t look back at you. Instead, he keeps his eyes forward on Yeosang and Wooyoung as they continue their conversation." i remember jongho has some sorta berserker power to help carry the brunt of peoples emotions but i dont remember the details of it am i right in remembering he did it to ghostie a fair bit without her knowing bc she'd feel bad. was this that or just him being comforting. i'll get back to that chapter eventually but for now there is today's Thought

i love this exchange HKJSDFKJGKJSDF "you could break me" oh baby i sure could, but something tells me you'd like it- [TRAIN PASSES BY] AAANyways. no but fr when are we getting to peg him. kidding. haha unless? (im kidding but im not unless i am or im not <3)

JONGHOOO BELOVED JSDFGJSDFHJ god i always love their bantering they really are like siblings and i adore them. “Are you bragging about how you were dying in a crate for four days?” "Do I look like I can fit in a fucking crate?” “Do you think I just look at people and think ‘oh they look like they would fit in a crate’? That sounds like a psychopath.” are taking me tf OUTTTT

god i missed her interactions w seonghwa during this era of them sparring and fucking around like this pt.2 alas they were such simpler times... “I want no one else to be on the ship right now because I would love to fuck you into the mat. But, I suppose I can settle for a kiss instead.” forgot how got gotted i got by this mf my g o d 🥵

"So, I promise you – swear on my life actually – that I will not tell Hongjoong about you being a Siren.” guess thats not a broken promise if he already knew, huh 🥴🥴🥴

“He puts up a front. There are two reasons why this is so important and crucial to Hongjoong. One that he’s had long before I met him, the other that came about a year and a half ago. It’s not just about the treasure though, even if it seems like it." ok now THIS is interesting... two reasons huh. i still havent the slightest clue what they are but i will keep this in mind 👁️

HELP THIS IS SO FUNNY HE PROLLY FIGURED IT WAS SAN AT FIRST DIDNT HE SHDJFKGSKDFKGJSDFK

“Hey! Let me be fascinated by this new information because Lieutenant Stick-Up-His-Ass actually let loose enough to fuck around. That’s practically ground-breaking.” is this before seonghwa and hongjoong start fucking bc i wouldve figured he knew about seonghwa and hongjoong fucking. didnt all three of them know abt each other and thats why they have this weird tension??? or did that start later???

edit: this makes me wonder at what point all the crew started fucking bc didnt san say he'd slept with at least four of the crew members already it sounded like that was before mc came on board but like. unless????

this is just as funny as it was the first time round SKJDFKGSFDKG

GOD I FORGOT ABT THE FUCKING PARALLELSSSS UGH THEY WERE RLY ENDGAME FROM THE START HUH MOC!SAN MY BELOVED YOU ARE SO MFIN ROMANTIC.

see and this is where im just a little fucked in the head bc actually i think this is hot as fuck, HJASDJFKGJKAKJFGHAJKHFJKHASG

dang i dont remember what the incident w mingi is did we ever get to that or. i guess i will see! edit: we saw. SKDFHKDFS

her thinking of jisung as comfort makes me so fucking sad knowing where it leads. the only comfort she knows of her past actually being the cause of so much of her despair. at least by that point she has newfound comfort in san/seonghwa/etc but like man 😭 poor girlie been thru so much shit 😭

“Eavesdropping is bad.” “Have I ever really been good though?” episode 9435398495 of god i adore jung wooyoung.

"It's what you deserve." WATCH HOW HARD I CAN CRY!

oh my god wooyoung holding her hand I LOVE HIMMMM HHHH

wait yeosang became a slave too i did Not remember that... man wooyoung revisiting these memories w her while casually leaving her out of them that must be so hard for him ohhhh my fucken BABEY...

my god i am so fucking weak for that protective woosang scene the way that both of them were protecting her and not just yeosang dude my HEART.... i hate a damsel in distress but i Love a strong and capable character being protected Anyway even tho they know they can take care of it themselves just bc they shouldnt Have to and they care enough anyway like OUGHHHHH FUCK THAT SHIT HURTED I FORGOT IT HAPPENED

KJHSDKJGKSDFKGDF FUCK I LOVE YUNHOS STUPID ASS HE HAS NOTHING IF NOT THE AUDACITY AND I MISS THESE INTERACTIONS SM

NOOOO OH MY GOD HE WAS TRYNA JOG HER MEMORIES OH MY GODDDDD THIS REREAD HITS SO DIFFERENT

OH. OHHHHHHHHH 😭 😭 😭 FUCK ME SIDEWAYS. im assuming this is real but is it also deliberate? like its how he feels but he's also trying to make sure she stays. im climbing up the fucking walls

OKAY WAAAAIT BUT WAS THIS DELIBERATE. HAS HONGJOONG ALREADY FIGURED OUT THAT MC HAS A SAVIOUR COMPLEX AND IS TRYNA FEED INTO IT OR IS THIS HOW HE FIGURES THAT OUT LATER

“Why does he want to see me?” You ask, voice small and quiet. “Is it — does he know about… you know?” “I promised that I would never tell Hongjoong,” I PROMISED THAT I WOULD NEVER TELL HONGJOONG. NOT "NO, HE DOESNT KNOW." BECAUSE HE DOES. MOTHERFUCKER THAT WAS SO CAREFUL

sans lil confession plus head kiss followed right by seonghwas actual kiss this was the moment i decided polyamory was the only option and started digging my own grave. HKJKSDFHGKJSDFHGJKSFDJK its ok im prepared to lie in it ✌️

"I had no place being the captain. Someone else would be better, someone who was an Elitist." i forgot about this okay did mc just brush over how hongjoong is definitely not an elitist. what the FUCK is he still. me bets are still on normie but i am not entirely Sure

“It’s not necessarily my story to tell. Yunho needed – needs – me. And I needed a healer. Perhaps it was fate that brought us together.” damn is this backstory related or did yunho just fall in love with him straight away. AJKDSGJSDFKJJADFHKSJKHSK

hm i wonder if mingi killed his dad. or asked yunho to do it medically or sumn. 🤔 in that backroom…

hongjoong being so dodgy about what seonghwa means to him BOOO JUST ADMIT YOURE IN LOVE WITH HIM ALREADY

damn i forgot hongjoong straight up admitted he's deathly afraid of jin thats so juicy we've barely heard of him in the more recent chapters but hes def gonna come back eventually huh... thatll be... interesting...

"The more you think about it, the more similar you realize you and Hongjoong are. Time has been chasing you your whole life. The past rushing to catch up with you, and it seems that Hongjoong is in a similar position." THE PARALLELSSSSS OUGUGHHHHH GOD I LOVE PARALLELS!!!!!! edit: take a shot every time i talk about "THE PARALLELSSS" and die of alcohol poisoning.

"He’s holding you like you are something precious." OHHH MY GODDDD THERE IT FUCKING ISSSSSS i forgot how good the hongjoong/mc dynamic was from the very start bc i was more focused on sanhwa but man you can already tell without having to spell it out that hongjoongs approval is like crack to her. OHHH MY GODDDDDDDDD ITS SOOOOO UGH god this hits so different

GOD I LOVE THEMMMM I LOVE YUNHOS SMARTS AND ASS <3

havent they known each other for six years now? and hes still not used to calling him hongjoong? 🤔

“But it’s my fault that they doubted me. My abilities and my position as captain. They wanted Jin to take my place. If I hadn’t been born as a–” as a normie. right. as a normie who cant do anything like lead a pirate ship. right?

"It’s a moment of intimacy, but there’s nothing there except for a brotherly love and desire to comfort each other." oh damn that shit BROTHERLY huh. now that one didnt age well LMFAOOOOO

OHHHH WAIT DID JISUNG STEAL HONGJOONGS FILE I FORGOT ABOUT THIS.... DAAAMN I WONDER WHAT ELSE WAS ON THAT FILE... or what else was stolen w that file... it was shit that could take down the military right.... wait or did mc steal it. bc hongjoong says "he" but maybe they just didnt know it was mc... i just dont know if jisung was a particularly high ranking soldier?

anyway that wraps up my t h o u g h ts for the past couple acts that took a lot longer than i thought it would given... life n all and also i dont think my friends continued with it yet bc we've all just been so busy and friend number 2 in particular said that the interims particularly the mingi one gave them such potent depression that they needed to be Emotionally Prepared to dive into this fic again which LMFAOOOO FAIR I WAS LIKE. YEAH IF YOU THOUGHT THE MINGI INTERIM WAS DEPRESSION YOU AINT READY FOR THE REST OF THIS FIC MAYBE BUCKLE UP BABE. SDHFJGKSFGKJ but i will send an ask with their reactions when/if they pick it up again! as always hope youre having a looovely day and i will be off to act four <3

mists of celeste ➻ nineteen

➻ pairing: ??? x fem reader ➻ genre: space au, pirate au, space pirate!ateez, angst, eventual smut ➻ Word Count: 5.0k ➻ Rating: M ➻ Warnings: language, violence, guns and weaponry, blood, ! depictions of a panic attack ! ➻ summary: Sneaking aboard the ship of a renowned space pirate may not have been the best idea, but you’ll have to make do with what fate has handed to you

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mists of celeste act three ➻ part one

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“Have you been sleeping alright over the past few days?”

You glance over at San out the corner of your eye, catching his stare on you as the two of you walk through the corridor. Your gaze flits away from his in less than a second, and you redirect your focus to the floor under your feet rather than on his concerned expression. Despite heading to two separate places, the two of you walk side by side as you approach the training room. Seonghwa is waiting for you there – another sparring session meant to be rehabilitation for your thigh – whereas San is going to eat in the mess hall.

“It could be better…” You admit, letting a small sigh slip through your lips, and you bring a hand up to your hair. “Yunho gave me some medicine to help me fall asleep and stay that way.”

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[judasalwayswasgoingtofall]

Welp, guess we're trying this Journaling thing again. This time it's about my relationship with God.

I hate him, but I cannot stop believing in him. I believe in him like children believe in monsters. You don't want to, but you cannot stop. It's like that phoebe bridgers song. Chinese Satellite. "Swore I could hear you through the walls, but that's impossible". As a child, I was so perpetually lonely. Like in a deep visceral sense, and then people told me god was always there, and I would think "oh, he's with me when I'm alone" and yet instead of going "oh shoot, that's amazing" my brain went "oh shit, he knows why I am so deeply broken and he knows he could never love me and that I'm unlovable" I always manage to turn what is supposed to be an act of camaraderie into an act of pain. And then I grow older, and instead of staying awake thinking a monster named God is waiting for me to fuck up, I stay awake worried about all the things I mightve forgotten to fix or do. Like "oh shit, idk where the shorts I need in 3 weeks are" "oh shit, my grade in this class is a 91, and we finish the class in 2 days, lemme email the teacher, but no, it's 2 am so just go to sleep, rest and tackle the issue in the morning". And do I ever sleep? Gods no. I fight so hard to run from my problems, and I always fail. And I fight so hard to believe God is good, and that he loves me, and that at the end of the day everything ends up ok, and I fail. I went to an animal shelter today, and I almost sobbed. I suck at showing emotion in real life, you guys wouldn't understand, I'm so emotionally stunted irl, yet I almost sobbed. In front of my mother. (I don't have the best relationship with her). Something about dogs sitting there in kennels, it ruins me. I'm an adopted child, and the entire adoption process fucks me up. And dogs. Dogs are so deeply innocent. When I was younger, I used to say that because dog and God are mirror words, dogs are a sacred animal. And now I just sit in silence on bathrooms floors and cry over how such a "Great and loving" "god" can allow such pure and innocent creatures to suffer. I have empathy issues, I take the tests, I score low, everyone knows I have empathy issues when it comes to people. People tell me I'm cruel, cold-hearted, emotionless. I don't think I am. I look at dogs and I feel things. So many things. How could people hurt them. I don't like children, and yet I imagine this is what people feel for their children. And I know, I know, it's an age old question of "how could you hurt something so pure, so close to you, so idealized in society". But I ask it nonetheless. I love gnosticism. It's such an amazing idea. That the Christian God (the one I've been talking about) is actually just so flawed others were disgusted by his presence. It doesn't offer a solution though. A perfect answer with no solution. I should go to bed, I've rambled for too long.

[eusuntgratie]

"Are you dying?" Derek asks and sniffs Stiles in an even more overt way than usual. Like, at least the dude's a little discreet about it normally.

"I don't think so? But now I'm concerned," Stiles says, shrugging off his messenger bag. "Oh alpha mine, why are you looking at me like that?"

Derek wrinkles his nose and his eyebrows do that thing where he's concealing not feeling.

"You smell wrong," he says.

"Wow. Rude. I think? Is that rude? Do you like how I normally smell? Wait don't answer that, I'll get a complex about it," Stiles rambles, and sits down heavily in Derek's couch with a groan. "Oh god, I don't know who you killed to get a couch this comfortable and I don't even blame you for it."

Derek continues to hover and glance at Stiles as Stiles makes himself at home, dragging his laptop onto his stomach to watch a YouTube video as he plays on his phone. Stiles pauses to wipe his eyes and Derek huffs.

"Why is your face leaking?" Derek asks and Stiles snorts.

"Dude, my eyes are a bit watery, it's nothing," he says, and then sneezes, grabbing his laptop before it makes a dramatic leap for freedom.

Derek narrows his eyes. Stiles narrows his back.

"What dude, you're freaking me out," Stiles says.

"I don't like it," Derek says. "Don't sneeze."

"Erm... okay?" Stiles says, and promptly sneezes again. "Eurgh," he says. "You don't want to know what that tasted like. Phlegmy. Ooh, weird word. Phlegmy. I think I might hate it actually. It might be my 'moist'."

"Stop talking," Derek says and grabs his keys and his phone. "Stay put. Don't die. I'm going out."

And he does, leaving Stiles behind to mutter.

"Okay... weird, but okay."

He tucks his laptop under the couch and puts his phone on the coffee table, intending to just rest his eyes for a bit but sleep is a sneaky bastard and totally grabs him.

He wakes up to a cool hand on his forehead and flails.

"You have a fever," Derek says and sounds - worried?

"Do not," Stiles says. "It's freezing in here, actually. Huh. I might have a cold."

Derek lifts an alarmingly full pharmacy bag.

"I might have panicked," he admits.

"You think?" Stiles asks, but he feels all tingly inside. Derek went to the pharmacy for him? Derek panicked at the pharmacy for him?

"Just take some medicine and get better," Derek says gruffly.

Stiles dumps out the bag and grabs the most lethal looking medicine. It looks like it'd kill anything. Derek must see the glint in Stiles' eyes because he promptly takes it away. Stiles whines.

"I'm making you soup," Derek says and pads through to the kitchen area.

"You don't have a microwave," Stiles points out. Derek raises an eyebrow in confusion.

"How do you think soup is made?" He asks. Stiles shrugs.

"There's usually a tin and a tin opener involved, then rotatey microwavey goodness," Stiles explains.

"No," Derek says simply.

"No," Stiles mimics and grabs a more normal looking bottle of cold medicine. One designed for humans and not whatever the fuck the first one was designed for. How did Derek even find it? Which pharmacy did he even go to? How do you make soup when it's not in a tin?

Derek answers the soup thing by showing Stiles the entire process, and normally Stiles would be bored, and he almost is until Derek mentions it was his grandmother's recipe, and softly starts to talk about his family. It's nice.

Stiles is feeling a little brighter but a lot drowsy by the time the soup is finally done. Derek hands it to him carefully, and settles on the other end of the couch with his own bowl. It's really goddamn domestic.

The soup is so good Stiles might have to get sick more often. It also opens up all of his sinuses so soon his face is leaking even more.

Derek looks very alarmed at this development.

"This is normal, werewolf boy. Oh my god, you really weren't socialised at all were you?" Stiles says.

"I made you soup," Derek points out. "So fuck you."

"When I feel less shit, sure," Stiles says absently.

"What?" Derek asks.

"What what?" Stiles runs back through what he just said and oh. Right. "Erm. Yay accidental feelings reveal! Definitely did not mean to say that."

Derek looks at him like he's seeing Stiles for the first time. Maybe he is.

"I would, you know," Derek says, interrupting Stiles keen attempt at dying from embarrassment. "Fuck you, I mean."

"Oh," Stiles says faintly. "Good to know. You're really strange, you know that, right?"

"I have you to keep me humble," Derek says dryly.

Stiles sneezes again and groans.

"You should sleep," Derek says. "You'll feel better in the morning."

"Planning on it," Stiles says, and grins at Derek slightly bleary-eyed. "I at least want to make out with you before you come to your senses."

Derek rolls his eyes.

"Obviously that's a lost cause," he says.

Stiles places a hand over his own heart.

"I'm wounded," he says and sounds it.

"Go the fuck to sleep," Derek says. "Don't die."

"That's strangely romantic," Stiles mumbles, then yawns. "You don't want me to die. Wow the bar is so low. Just going to close my eyes and consider my life choices."

He falls into a soup and medication induced sleep.

When he wakes up, he can't breathe through his right nostril, but he feels a little better. Definitely well enough for make outs.

Derek seems to agree.

Wait.

"Did you really think I was dying?" Stiles asks.

Derek looks very put upon.

"You're human, you might have been!"

"Never change, big guy, never change," Stiles says and presses a kiss to Derek's stubble. Derek growls and chases after Stiles' lips.

Werewolves are so weird.

🥰🥰🥰

[janshu]

Inu!Bakugo...for @ultimate-astridwriting's Hybrid collab!

Summary: My part of the hybrid collab. I had so much fun writing an angry Pomeranian Bakugo. 10/10 would do again. I'm not completely happy with it but who ever is? I'm still proud of myself!

Word count: 2.2k.

Warnings: Fem!Reader, Bakugo being an ass, sexual content, somnophilia, collars, choking, humping, creampie, name calling (bitch, slut, whore etc.), use of the word cunt.

You sigh as you rummage around in your pocket to produce the key to your home. After a long day's work all you want to do is get some dinner, take a bath and go to bed but none of those things would be possible would they?

No, not after the spur of the moment decision to adopt a hybrid of all things. The week earlier was one of torrential downpours and near freezing temperatures, the roads making a slushy substance of half-melted ice and salt to prevent the very thing it was being mixed in with. People stayed indoors the best they could when they weren't at work but life had to shit on you and make your car breakdown in the parking garage. Umbrella rested on your shoulder, rain boots on your feet with your spare in your bag and you trudged through cold, mushy hell back home. The streets were barren as a Walmart on a weekday at 4am, no life passing by you until you crossed an alley between two businesses. A pathetic whimper had caught your attention and your gaze drifted down to a soaked cardboard box. What was in that box you weren't sure if you should curse or love. A hybrid.

Narrow red eyes stared at you in suspicion, fangs bared at you but the creature didn't make any attempts to nip at your fingers when they neared to ruffle the spikey head of hair. The hybrid had leaned into your touch before recoiling away as if you had smacked him. The black and orange collar had seen better days, the charm that dangled on the hollow of his neck read "Dynamite" but he didn't give any indication that was his name when you repeated it outloud. He was barely dressed in anything, a thin t-shirt, shorts with ragged Converse that had more holes than Swiss cheese. Truthfully he looked a few days away from starvation and how could you keep that on your conscience if you left him there? After laying your warm coat over his shoulders you somehow, someway, managed to get him back to your place. Everything went downhill from there in the blink of an eye.

The weak puppy persona was gone the moment warm food settled in his belly and within the hour he acted as if you had crowned him king of the house. Beginning his rambles of curses, demands and biting at your fingers. The worst of it happened when you tried to take his collar off for a new one, one that wasn't frayed and barely hanging on. "Katsuki" as he spat out his name with enough venom to put a Black Mamba to shame had flipped over a coffee table, ripped up every couch cushion and went so far to chew on the linoleum on the kitchen floor.

No doubt you'd be greeted with the same sight as always. Messy, dirty, unknown stains everywhere and dishes still in the sink waiting to be moved to the washer. Maybe if he wasn't such a loud ass you could train him but your frazzled nerves were at their wits end. You didn't know what to do, you were about to throw in the towel and put him up for adoption. Yep, you were disappointed to be proven right. Katsuki reclining on the couch lengthwise, remote in his hand with the most bored expression on his face while idly flipping through channels.

"Fucking finally, you're home! I've been waitin' for fucking hours for your ass to get back! I'm hungry, get your shitty ass in the kitchen and make dinner." He barked. Barely giving you any time to hang up your coat and slip off your shoes before his orders began.

"Katsuki...I can't, not tonight." Could your voice portray anymore pleading? Apparently not because he didn't seem to notice, or care.

The fluffy ear at the top of his head only flicked in response, the top lip curling into his signature snarl. "Then what the fuck are you good for? Get your fucking ass in that god damn kitchen and fucking make dinner already."

All that you were good for? All that you were good for? How dare he! He's been freeloading off you for a week now without so much as a thanks for saving him from the streets, feeding him, clothing him, keeping him warm and dealing with his bullshit and this is how he repays you?

"I've fucking had it with you!" Your voice rose higher than you meant to but at this point you didn't care, a line had been crossed. "You fucking sit there and ruin my shit and yet I'm the useless one? I have half a mind to kick you out! You can make your own fucking dinner, I've had it! I'm done! I can't take this anymore!"

Despite not having any clunky shoes on your feet still managed to resonate in the small living room while you stormed past the couch. You had expected anything, anything at all. A slap, a punch, a groan, literally anything but you were met with only silence and that somehow pissed out off even more. How could silence be so infuriating?! You didn't even notice the terror that washed over his face as you screamed at him or the way his chest heaved with the sob or how he trembled underneath your wrathful gaze as you walked away. The bedroom door slamming made short work of that.

"Fuck I'm such an ass.." You mused to yourself already regretting blowing up at him but what would an apology do that wasn't already broken? So better yet why not send yourself to bed without dinner as some kind of punishment? He'd linger at the doorway to the kitchen, staring at you with those intense eyes if you made dinner anyways so why let him win? He could his own shit for fucks sake!

After a quick shower to dethaw your bones and warm up what was left of your dead soul the softness of your pajamas helped ease the guilt gnawing away like a puppy on its first bone. Laying in bed until sleep eventually overcame you and when he knew it was safe to slip in and sneak over towards your bedside.

Rustling was what woke you. The rustling of clothes and the jingle of something metallic in the darkness of the bedroom. Whatever grogginess you normally suffered when waking up was vanishing the more details were dissected and understood by your half-asleep brain, a process that took an embarrassingly long time. Clothes rustling, the bedsheets moving, heavy pants and something incredibly warm nudging up against the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. Naturally your brain assumed the worst and your eyelids flew open to show nothing; at first. As your eyes adjusted to the pitch black room they found the blazing stare of those vermillion eyes, the bared fangs that belonged to your hybrid.

What the hell was Katsuki doing on top of you?

Noticing that you were awake the snarl turned into a smirk as he huffed, his large chest expanding with each desperate pant. Why did your folds feel so good just as you were waking up?

"Feel that?" How could you not? The feel of a scorching cock bumping up your folds and sensitive clit, wet from the pre leaking from the tip. There was so much of it from what you could feel, too sticky to be your own. His hips had yet to cease moving, no word from your shocked form to still his rutting hips.

"W-what the hell are you doing?" Was the most logical question your brain could come up with in the moment.

"Humping...fucking dumbass." His warm breath created goosebumps on your cool skin, his head must've been so close to yours by the hair tickling your forehead. "Tryin'ta...help ya. Shitty woman.."

"Help? How the fuck is this helping?"

"You've been working so hard so I thought maybe...a good fuck would calm ya down, relax ya." Katsuki's voice was so desperate, so needy, the humping of his cock on your labia increasing.

He was trying to help? He was going to fuck the frustration out of you? Is that was he was offering? Having sex with a hybrid was common enough to not be considered taboo but you couldn't help but feel he was trying to worm his way into your good graces. Unless your words had struck some kind of cord with him. "Okay, alright, I'll let you help."

"Fuck yeah!"

With that the head of his cock nudged against your cunt, already spread and waiting for him. How long had he been doing this for? The burn of the stretch was delicious, he was just big enough to fill you up but not hurt. Settling right up to kiss the tip of your cervix when he bottomed out. His hands grip at your thigh and hip, pulling his back to slam his cock right back into you. Over and over, over and over, over and over. Practically using you as a fleshlight to get himself off but damn if it didn't feel good, him bouncing you on his cock so roughly each thrust was sending the headboard against the wall.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck, Katsuki!" Your hands pat around and eventually find his biceps and you cling on for dear life, your nails digging crescent shaped markings into his skin.

"Yeah, yeah...you like this form of stress relief, don'tcha you dirty slut?" Undoing the collar around his neck the frayed cloth of the strap is tied around your neck, the buckle clamping down tightly to constrict your airflow while two fingers slip under it to pull and tug. "You're my dirty fucking slut! Mine...mine...mine...mine, fucking mine!"

Your fingers trailed down the tiny amount of space between your bodies down to the precious, neglected nub between your legs. Barely able to wiggle your index and middle finger down there from the rabid fucking you were receiving to circle the bundle of nerves and send yourself over the edge. Each clap of your thighs smacking against each other forcing your hate for his behavior ebbing away. If he was going to act like this all the time how could you kick him out?

"F-fuck! Gonna cum...fucking cum..cum for me. Cum with me!" Katsuki snarled as the pressure around your throat increased. Your hand was smacked away from your clit and was replaced with the large pad of his thumb, frantic circles sending your body into a writhing mess of flails and kicks.

The orgasm that had been steadily building from your ministrations had been ripped away and replaced with one quickly approaching to push you over the edge. The white hot pleasure-coil that formed underneath your belly button snapped and all of it coursed through your system in one go. Paralyzing your body for a split second as you squirted all over the hybrids cock, his still rubbing hand sending the liquid everywhere. Coating his thighs, your thighs and the bed underneath you.

"Fucking fuck! Such a whore, such a dirty girl for me! Oh my fucking g-god!" One last slam of his hips and his own body stilled, burying his cock deep inside your cunt to shoot his cum deep in your womb. He stuttered before his body collapsed on top of you, suffocating you in his sweaty muscles.

Bathing in the afterglow, coming down from your high you could've sworn you heard something. Mumbling, soft mumbling too indistinct to understand. Katsuki's head laying on your shoulder, his nose brushing along your collarbone and was he laying kisses here and there? No, you must've been seeing things. Still buried to the hilt he turned his head to speak, his fluffy ears perked and his tail gently swishing behind him. The sudden light from your phone illuminated the room, casting light on Katsuki's face and the sight made your breath hitch in your throat. Clearly he had been crying. Tear stains streaked down his cheeks, brows knitted together and the same lost look he had plastered on his face appeared again.

"Please, please don't kick me out. I'll do anything, please...please don't abandon me. Not again." His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer as he hid his face in your neck. Voice breaking, shoulders trembling, the verge of crying all over again quickly approaching.

Your heart broke and you returned the favor by hugging him around the shoulders, a hand carding through his hair to soothe him. Had he been abandoned? Did his previous owners not like him? Was all his aggressiveness some kind of defense mechanism? Was he giving you a reason to kick him out to keep himself from experiencing that kind of pain again? Oh, poor baby. "Never again...just don't destroy things anymore, okay? Help me around the place a little more will ya?"

"Yes." Katsuki snuggled on top of you. Finally believing he had a real home with you, a place where he could belong. "....Master."