#please help i am being bullied /j

[tomfrogisblue]

thinking about how ever since their qsmp characters finally admitted their feelings, cc!Fit and cc!Pac's way in which they treat the fictional relationship has done a complete 180

Now the huevitos cannot relax because at any second FitMC might declare HIS BRAZILIAN BOYFRIEND to anyone in his general vicinity and my poor ratinho ass was just chilling when Pactw pulls up his desktop for a split second to reveal ONE OF FIT'S PICS AS HIS DESKTOP BACKGROUND

[astonmartinii]

i hope your finger’s ok!! please take all the time you need and remember you health comes first :) imma be selfish and send you a charles request cause ur writing makes me smile at my phone like an idiot and i can’t help it :p ok so!! charles x versteppen reader? shes max’s sister and drives for redbull (cause im delulu like that) and they’ve been fighting w each other since they were kids (no one knows why they started arguing they’re j petty and refuse to give it up even though they dk what they’re arguing abt anymore) and obvs they’re in love w each other - maybe another drivers flirting w her or smth and charles j snaps and hard launches the reader cause surprise they’ve been dating each other 🤭 holy shit this is long sorry for rambling 🙏🙏

angel baby, devil child | charles leclerc social media au

pairing: charles leclerc x verstappen!reader

enemies to lovers blah blah blah

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yourusername: crazy, crazy race. sorry not sorry to the tifosi, tell ur girl @charles_leclerc to kiss my ass not my rear tyre xoxo

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user1: okay they're clearly still in the enemies phase... when can we skip to lovers

user2: i personally love that charles is the mortal enemy of both verstappen siblings that's so slay of him

maxverstappen1: crop me out again and say goodbye to a tow in qualifying

yourusername: sorry maxy, not my fault i got all the photogenic genes xx

maxverstappen1: erm rude @christianhorner tell her to stop bullying me

yourusername: two can play at that game @sebastianvettel tell max to stop being a baby

user3: the way neither christian or seb replied they really don't get paid enough to deal with them

charles_leclerc: what is it with verstappens and their love for pushing me off the track

yourusername: what is it with your front wing and my rear tyre

charles_leclerc: umm i asked you first

yourusername: stop deflecting babe, we all know you love my ass so much you wanted a touch

charles_leclerc: i'd rather deep fry my hands than touch your rear

maxverstappen1: that can be arranged

user4: can't wait for these three to all be in the same press conference next week 🍿

carlossainz55: my favourite person to share the podium with

yourusername: thanks chilli (@tifosi you heard it here sainz is against ferrari 1-2s)

carlossainz55: NO that's not what i meant

landonorris: i see how it is ... god all men are the same AM I NOT PRETTY ENOUGH FOR YOU?

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maxverstappen1: happy birthday to my bestest friend, biggest rival and favourite roommate. though maybe now you're 23 you can get your own place so you can sneak out to meet up with your secret boyfriend on your own terms and can keep that massive ballsack away from jimmy and sassy. i love you and verstappen dominance 4 ever.

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user7: i love y/n but i think she should bring her cat to races as a scare tactic

yourusername: wrinkle doesn't appreciate your tone but it is duly noted

yourusername: awwwwwwwww i love you maxy !! and you're never getting rid of your little sister unless you get married and ur a big fat nerd so that's never happening xx

maxverstappen1: attacking me after i just bought you a whole ass car

yourusername: i JOKE. thank you soooo much and you'll never get rid of me you love me too much to anyway.

maxverstappen1: enough to finally introduce me to the mystery man?

yourusername: blocked.

user8: are we all just ignoring her doing her literal eyeliner with a knife?

user9: or the fact that max likely walked in and was like oh wait this is a sick shot

danielricciardo: oh no that was me, i'm still traumatised but it's probably the best photo i've ever taken

yourusername: easy to do with a model like me

charles_leclerc: wtf is that thing in the last one

yourusername: rude of you to think ur balls look any nicer

charles_leclerc: what?

yourusername: what?

user10: does anyone want to elaborate?

carlossainz55: happy birthday y/n !

yourusername: thanks carlos, thank you for the flowers 👍

user11: this is either their way of flirting or y/n really couldn't give a flying fuck about carlos' obvious crush on her

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yourusername: another trip around the sun and still following my brother around, difference is now i beat him x

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user16: your honour i am so obsessed with her

maxverstappen1: can't even be angry about it, you deserve the world

yourusername: you softy, i love you

maxverstappen1: also dummy i know who your boyfriend is now did you guys forget that we LITERALLY LIVE TOGETHER

yourusername: i was intoxicated my bad but we bought you breakfast?

maxverstappen1: literally the only reason he hasn't gone over the balcony, he might want to be gone before this hangover wears off

yourusername: noted.

user17: yall want to share with the class?

user18: based on ^^ this reaction i'm going to say it's not carlos

user19: watch out he'll drop a shit pick-up line in a second and be rejected

carlossainz55: hope you enjoyed your birthday beautiful

user20: bro this guy STINKS

user19: i told yall

yourusername: thank you carlos

user21: i'm sorry this is dry as hell it can't be carlos

charles_leclerc: my shoes will never recover, i'll be sending an invoice your way

yourusername: you're a millionaire boo, you can replace those tacky white trainers yourself

charles_leclerc: is having no manners a verstappen trait?

yourusername: come for max all you want, but the birthday girl? low leclerc

charles_leclerc: when you go low i go lower

yourusername: oh believe me i know all about you and going down

user22: DO YALL MIND?

user23: do they think we're dumb?

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc: a weekend without racing?

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user24: what is biden doing about the soft launch pandemic?

user25: well this is oddly timed ...

yourusername: you look like you'd have sweaty hands

charles_leclerc: wouldn't you like to know

yourusername: unlike all ur fangirls i've actually smelt you sweaty after a race so you can keep your hands to yourself

maxverstappen1: you heard her 🤨

charles_leclerc: why are you here? is this a 2 for 1 deal on annoying dutch people

yourusername: you can call him annoying all you want, but you love me don't lie

charles_leclerc: my lawyer says i shouldn't comment on that ;)

sebastianvettel: when will you two stop?

yourusername: sorry seb :(

charles_leclerc: sorry seb :(

user26: i know carlos is sick reading this weird flirting when y/n never comments on his pics

user27: she comes here just to flirt cause she didn't even like the photo

user28: she doesn't even follow him 😭

pierregasly: i love a slow burn as much as the next person BUT NOT WHEN I DON'T KNOW WHO IT IS PICK UP THE PHONE

charles_leclerc: you're so dramatic, nobody knows calmar

maxverstappen1: he's lying i do

pierregasly: WHAT

charles_leclerc: by ACCIDENT i didn't tell him by choice

user29: so like, it's definitely y/n LOL

user30: oh no everyone get ready marca is going to run a story tomorrow about how charles leclerc is ruining carlos' career with psychological warfare by flirting with the girl he likes

user31: sainz sr about to wage war lol

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charles_leclerc: i don't share. i love you. please follow me on instagram now (and let me come on max's jet) x

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user35: HOLY FUCK

user36: they're so fucking sexy my lord

yourusername: you're so weak, one teammate flirts with me and you hard launch, i've had 12 year olds use me as a face claim to pretend they're pregnant with your child

charles_leclerc: they took your face? i happen to quite like it, can they give it back?

yourusername: quite?

charles_leclerc: don't make me look bad you know i positively LOVE YOUR FACE

yourusername: and my ass since it's all you look at on track

charles_leclerc: okay you can drop the act now people know we're in love stop being mean to me :(

yourusername: but it's true, no?

charles_leclerc: rest assured i love your actual ass much more

maxverstappen1: believe me the people she lives with know WAY too much about how much you love it

user37: carlos sainz really thought he had a chance when these fools have been together for TWO years

sebastianvettel: congratulations you two, glad we don't have to watch you two trying to be subtle now

maxverstappen1: so wait when did you find out?

sebastianvettel: about two weeks into the relationship, they were very obvious

yourusername: thank you for keeping our secret dad <3

user38: y/n really said you ARE my grid dad

yourusername: oh no that's my actual dad

charles_leclerc: he's literally going to walk y/n down the aisle

maxverstappen1: please don't tell me you're engaged? i only just got over you actually being together

charles_leclerc: i'm not your brother yet don't worry (i will be soon)

carlossainz55: congrats guys

user39: it's okay bro you can cry

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yourusername: two years with the love of my life, still on max's side on val d'argenton x

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user40: they're disgusting (when will it happen to me)

charles_leclerc: we'll have to agree to disagree

yourusername: just admit it you love to push verstappens off the track

charles_leclerc: sorry babe as much as i love you, i'll never let you win x

yourusername: good thing i always beat you then x

charles_leclerc: either way victory sex still bangs

user41: yes, yes they're cute, but i need a full on play-by-play of how this relationship came to be

user42: i know these menaces were giggling and kicking their feet every time they had an argument in comment sections

yourusername: oh it was very fun

charles_leclerc: but the radio messaged are 100% real lol

maxverstappen1: thanks for having my back, you're welcome for all the gross pictures i've taken for you guys

yourusername: consider your payment like every meal i make us

maxverstappen1: well if i did it f1 would be down three drivers

user43: wait so does charles basically live with them now?

maxverstappen1: unfortunately yes. depressing music, even worse cooking than me and horrendously loud sex with my sister. i should kick him out

charles_leclerc: i literally bought you noise-cancelling headphones?

maxverstappen1: nothing you can say will save me from this trauma

yourusername: just shag daniel and get off of our case x

note: ahhhhh i am so sorry this request took so long, my inbox keeps moving stuff around lol. my finger is good thanks for asking, the human body is a wonder and i peeled off the last of my scab this week lol. i hope this was the kinda thing you were looking for !! xx

[ki-yomii]

personal taste | jjk

➥ pairing | jeon jungkook x f!reader ➥ word count | 1.3k ➥ warning(s) | 🔞 smut; established relationship, teasing, bent in half, premature ejaculation, implied cum play, implied oral (f receiving), inexperienced!jk ➥ summary | jungkook gets a little too excited and cums early, but he's more than happy to make it up to you. ➥ notes | ✌️idk man, its 2 am. i hope you enjoy lol

💚 masterlist | inbox | AO3 💚

It was safe to say Jungkook wasn’t the most experienced of lovers when you first get together. Idol life consumed his adolescence, and by the time he’s a young adult, too many eyes are on his every waking move.

A quick affair is rarely worth the effort, and the ones that are leave much to be desired. Relegated to liquor-soaked make-out sessions, and quick, dirty fucks that leave him filled with more sweat and regret than satisfaction.

You’d only been dating a few months when he divulged why he got so jumpy any time your hand grazed his thigh, why he broke off your kisses before they got too heated.

He was adorably shy when he expressed how anxious he was about his performance in the bedroom; how the reality might not live up to your expectations.

But he shouldn’t have worried, having more than made up for any shortcomings with his eager to please attitude and boundless enthusiasm.

The number of times you’ve had sex since getting together can be counted on one hand, but he’s leaps and bounds ahead of where he was when you first started being intimate.

It certainly helps that Jungkook is a dedicated student; throwing himself, as he does with everything in life, full throttle into any and all efforts to learn the secrets of your body.

A quick learner, it isn’t long before he can make you cum with a skillful twist of his fingers, a harsh rut of the hips that settles him so deep inside your pussy, your thighs tremble.

Not only is he able to wring orgasm after orgasm out of you, his stamina is insane. Almost to the point where you’re having trouble keeping up with him, having to take little breaks between rounds to gulp down water and catch your breath. 

So… when it happens, it’s altogether unexpected.

But so fucking filthy hot you’re pretty sure you astral project to a higher plane of existence. 

You’d been teasing him all day: the brush of your hand across his ass, the skim of your knuckles over the crotch of his pants, pressing close against the wide berth of his back and whispering soft, nasty little nothings into his ear.

Delighting in the blush that crept up the sides of his neck. The cherry red burn of his ears as he gulped, readjusting himself before shooting you a glare.

Jungkook lasts longer than you give him credit for, though that’s most likely due to his competitive streak. He breaks all the same; however, shoving you into his bedroom as soon as the door to his apartment closes behind you.

So needy and desperate he can’t wait any longer, even if the rest of the boys are due to arrive in an hour.

You only just got undressed, the bed creaking under the combination of your weights when he cages you beneath him. His chest flexes with every hurried breath, his ribs expanding with labored puffs of air. His cock bullies its way inside your pussy, hips slotting into place against yours.

“J-Jungkook,” you whine, your toes digging into his sides as your thighs fall open across his. “So deep, I - haaah -”

The fat head of his cock nudges against your cervix with every little rut, sparks of pain fissioning out and deepening the warmth fizzling behind your belly button.

Thick and long, he stuffs your pussy to the brim every time without fail, stretching you wide until tears cling to your lashes and your nails dig into his shoulders.

It hurts no matter how long he spends prepping you, but you like it better this way. The pain only enhances the pleasure; deepens, and darkens.

And knowing he has to force his cock those last few inches because your pussy can’t take it without assistance always riles you up.

Makes you needy and desperate to take everything he can give like a good girl.

“Mm, I know, baby,” Jungkook’s breath hitches as his teeth tug on his lip ring, his eyes - half lidded and greedy - shadowed by the sweaty curtain of his bangs, “Feels so ffuh - fucking good inside you.”

“Hhn!” Your fingers inch up the corded muscles of his forearms, caressing over the whorls of ink as they shackle themselves to his elbows as he bends you in half. “Right there, right there. Jus like - ohmygod! - like that.”

Jungkook grunts, rocking into the cradle of your hips harder, the shaft of his cock dragging almost completely out only to slide to the hilt in one thrust. His pelvis grinds against the swollen bud of your clit as he holds himself there, your slick smearing into his skin.

He curses under his breath when your walls flutter, trying to milk him for all he’s worth. “Shit! Don’t - don’t do that, baby. I can’t - hnggg - I can’t -”

And then his cock throbs hard once, twice.

A litany of soft, breathy exhalations of pure pleasure accompanies the slick echo of your bodies crashing together. Then his head bends low, the dark briar of his hair clinging to his temples. His jaw drops slack, and a devastated moan punches out of his throat.

Muscles ripple into a full body shiver, Jungkook’s sharp hips stuttering against the backs of your thighs. Sticky warmth floods your cunt, and his hazy, lust-blown eyes stare into yours as he pumps you full of cum.

You groan, blinking up at him, “Did you just-?”

Jungkook’s arms buckle.

Flopping down onto you, a sweaty, panting mess, he tucks his hot face into the crook of your neck. Moist breath puffs across your skin, a ticklish awareness skittering down your spine. Goosebumps rise along your arms.

His heartbeat hammers against your ribs.

“Yeah, I - I…” Jungkook huffs, his nose dragging over the length of your collarbone, tongue flicking over your skin when he licks his lips. “I did. ‘m sorry, baby.”

Breathing in through your nose, you card a hand through his sweaty hair. Swallow down the pleading whines sitting on the tip of your tongue. You don’t want to embarrass him any more than he probably is.

He hasn’t cum this quick since the early days, and you’d rather not ruin the evening by making him spiral.

So even when your pussy flutters, trapped on the edge of an orgasm as his cum leaks out of you, you bite down on your impulses. Resign yourself to being horny for the foreseeable future until you can sneak away and take care of yourself with a vibrator.

“It’s alright, Kook. It happens.”

Your eyes close, and you breathe through your nose, trying to calm the gallop of your heartbeat.

Relaxing seems almost impossible with Jungkook’s constant shifting, but you try your best to get your body on the same page as your mind.

Only for all efforts to go to waste when Jungkook shimmies down between your thighs. The tips of his hair tickle your skin, your lower belly jumping at the sensation.

Furrowing your brow, you peek down at your boyfriend. “Kook, what’re you--?”

Broad palms caress your hips, Jungkook using his thumbs to trace over the jut of bone. His chest glitters under the light, the muscles shifting under his skin almost mesmerizing as he settles on his belly. Forearms hook over the tops of your thighs, and his dark eyes flash with hunger.

His mouth pulls up into an impish smirk. “Can I?” he asks, dropping his gaze to the apex of your thighs. “Please?”

He giggles when he sees how flustered you get. Syrupy sweet, boyish; altogether too endearing for the current circumstances.

“...Are you serious?”

You can’t deny the fresh wave of desire the thought brings - Jungkook with his thick fingers, his tender mouth and soft tongue stroking over swollen, abused flesh - but flap a hand between your bodies in a vague gesture all the same.

“Isn’t that kind of - you just, y’know?”

You aren’t the only one affected by the idea, Jungkook’s cock jerking feebly where it rests against his thigh. A pink tongue flicks out to run along the length of his red-bitten bottom lip, toying with his lip ring as his teeth sink into the soft flesh.

He regards you with predatory anticipation.

“Yeah,” he says softly. “I’ve always wondered what we taste like. Please let me.”

Well… who are you to refuse?

[starglitterz]

♡ YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME!

what was meant to be a simple heist goes awry when you're interrupted by a shockingly cute security guard & a couple of rival art thieves. did you mention that one of them is kind of your ex?

✧ feat ; ayato, childe, diluc, scaramouche x gn!reader (3.6k words)

✧ warnings ; highly suggestive, thief + cop au, robbery, weapons, reader is a tease, one (1) ginger insult, reader loves bullying men (as they should)

✧ a/n ; be gay do crime that's all i have to say! jk HJSDSJD this has been rotting in my drafts for almost THREE years. i reread it and the writing style was so unserious that i suddenly got motivated to continue it and then i finished it in a night. Yeah. anyways this is my #grandcomeback and also first post of 2025! i really hope you all enjoy this :> if it flops i will cry myself to sleep /j btw this was proofread by the loml @musings-of-miss-j who has a SUPERB harbingers series that u should totally check out 🙂‍↕️😋

please reblog with comments ! it helps a lot :)

"hey! you there!" a baritone voice behind you yells, shattering the midnight peace of the museum and jolting you out of your reverie. tightening your grip around the gleaming purple gnosis you came here for, you slip it into your pocket quickly before turning around with a smile that would assure anybody of your innocence. "who? little old me?" you bat your eyes, blinking slowly at the man. your eyes have long adjusted to the darkness, so even with his similarly coloured outfit you're able to pick out the faded gold badge at his chest reading 'diluc'. "what are you doing back here?" his tone doesn't change in the slightest as he flicks his flashlight over to you, the beam practically blinding against the dark surroundings. 

"it appears that i've gotten lost," you laugh awkwardly, doing your best to feign being a naive tourist, "i was told that there were late tours offered at the teyvat museum." diluc still looks exceedingly suspicious, and as his gaze travels behind you your mind snaps into overdrive so he doesn't notice the missing artifact. suddenly bursting into tears, you run forward and bury your face in his shirt, "i! was! so! scared!" you punctuate each word with an even louder wail and he freezes beneath you, the close contact entirely unexpected. "there, there…" he pats your back with the enthusiasm and warmth of a polar ice cap, and with your face hidden in the fabric you permit yourself a triumphant smile - you've managed to divert his attention for now, at least.

"i am so terribly sorry about this," you begin to apologise profusely before looking up at him with teary eyes, "but would you mind walking me to the exit? i'm afraid i'll get lost again." at his hesitant expression you sniffle loudly, exaggerating it as much as possible until he caves, "fine. but stay close, there's been rumours floating around about artifact thieves lately." when he starts marching away, you hurry to catch up and ask curiously as if you aren't one of them, "artifact thieves?!" "yes. the type to steal priceless elements of history and sell them on the black market," he spits with disgust in his eyes. "oh, how terrible! i can't understand why anyone would do that instead of leaving them here for the public to enjoy," you gush, "surely there are other ways to make money." 

yeah, you could become an art thief instead. not that you haven't tried that; you just found it too tedious to craft a believable enough fake and ensure the painting wasn't damaged while sneaking it out. diluc doesn't deign to reply besides a single nod of his head, and you try to start up another conversation, "i suppose you're not the type to befriend random visitors, huh?" the corner of his lips tug up into a barely perceptible smile, "only the ones who appear after closing hours." "can't you make an exception for me?" you wink, though you doubt he can even see it through the darkness blanketing the museum. "hmph," is the only answer you receive, and your chit-chat ends with a dramatic sigh from your end.

to be frank, you couldn't care less whether this ‘diluc’ likes you or not. it's just in your best interests for him to remember you as some flirty ditz who'd leave their head at home if it wasn't screwed on and not a calculating, manipulative burglar. this heist is one to remember for sure though, you don't think you've ever escaped with the goods in your pocket while talking to the security guard on duty. you've knocked them out beforehand and slept with them after, but never during the job, so tonight marks a first for you. 

through your eyelashes, you glance at diluc, absorbing every detail about him in a split second; it's a trick you've learned from years of living on the street where figuring out who's going to hurt you and who won't is crucial for survival. he's pretty enough that you wouldn't mind spending the night with him, with fiery red locks tied neatly into a high ponytail and crimson eyes which sparkle like rubies. perhaps you could make this a double heist and steal his heart too!

your train of thought is interrupted as diluc comes to a halt without warning and you bump into his back (which you note is surprisingly toned). "what-" you start to complain, but he holds a hand up which silences you immediately. "i heard something," he whispers, practically inaudible, and you instantly start to babble, "what?! are they artifact thieves?! are we going to die?!" diluc groans before grabbing you and hiding behind a wall, pulling you flush against his torso as one of his gloved hands covers your mouth, "shut up." 

now this is close contact; you can feel the quick rise and fall of his chest, his racing heartbeat, and his every muscle tensing in preparation for a fight. if you weren't so preoccupied with the fact that this is delaying your getaway, you'd probably make a stupid quip. actually scratch that, you're going to do it anyway, "at least take me on a date first," you mumble as you shrug away his hand, and he looks at you with the most disbelieving expression, "you can still make idiotic comments in a situation like this? you've either got nerves of steel or you're a total dumbass." "depends on your type," you smile, and he drags a palm down his face exasperatedly, "i- you know what, never mind."

"ow!" "shut the fuck up, idiot. it's bad enough that i had to get paired with you, but if you get us caught i'm going to kill you." "rude. you could just ask nicely." "i have no interest in talking to you." "yet here we are." "can you seriously keep quiet? i'm telling the tsaritsa never to put me in a team with you again." "aw, stop, you'll hurt my feelings." "do you even have any of those left?" "hey! i'll have you know i am a very emotional person." "that's like me saying i'm an upstanding member of society."

you freeze in diluc's arms, running through every curse word in every language you know in your mind. you'd recognise those two voices anywhere. out of all the nights the fatui could have been planning a robbery, it had to be tonight?! archons, your luck is awful. "okay, this has been fun and all, but i've got to go," you start wriggling out of his embrace, planning to smash a window and escape because you'd honestly risk getting caught by the cops instead of the fatui. "what?! are you insane?! there are obviously two robbers there," diluc whisper-shouts, brows furrowing in a peculiar mix of confusion and worry. "and i'd prefer not to die, so i'm going to leave before they come here!" you retort, continuing to slide out of his arms. however, he doesn't relax his grip and you roll your eyes before elbowing him in the stomach. the sudden attack surprises him and he lets go with a groan, which is more than enough time for you to make a break for it.

unfortunately, diluc delayed you long enough that you end up running right into the two fatui members' line of vision. "wait, who are you?!" one of them asks, and the other one continues, "turn around, or i'll shoot you right now." fuck, is all you can think as you slowly rotate to face them with a sheepish smile, perhaps they wouldn't recognise you. "hey, aren't you y/n?!" well, there goes that plan. "no…? who's that?" "nah, you definitely are," the ginger walks towards you slowly before tilting your chin up to face him with his index finger. the game's up, so you sigh, "hey, childe... it's been a while." 

"i knew it was you! i'd know that pretty face of yours anywhere," he beams gleefully, and you smirk, "you still find me pretty? never knew you had a thing for criminals." "i do, it's my fatal flaw," he frowns before continuing, "except when they steal my money, in which case they become my enemies instead." double fuck. he still remembers that. "it wasn't that much! just about ten million mora or so, i know you've got tons left where that came from," you hurry to defend yourself. "that's not the point! the point is that you stole my money after i oh-so-kindly let you stay in my house!" childe says, and you're not taking this one lying down, "liar! you invited me over after you saw me at the bar!"

"can you both shut up? i'm losing braincells just listening to this shit," scaramouche cuts in, rolling his eyes so far back you swear they're going to get stuck that way. "really? because when you opened your mouth i think my iq just dropped by 10 points," you retort. scaramouche gapes at you for a second, clearly not used to someone talking back to him. "take a picture, it'll last longer," you wink, feeling the situation slide itself back into your grasp once more; you aren't planning on going down without a fight. "i don't have a kamera, and anyway who wants photos of dead people?" he fumbles for a reply and childe snickers, "cat got your tongue, scara?" "more like y/n's got your wallet," the balladeer jabs back, a smug grin curving his lips at the witty reply. childe's eyes widen at the insult, "hey! i'll have you know that i gave it to them willingly-"

taking advantage of the argument between the two of them, you unhook a rope from your waist and toss it up to the skylight. you're in the common center area of the museum, which has a square gap up to the roof and offers you a perfect shot for your hook to sail upwards and catch at the ledge. the instant you press a button the cord retracts, pulling you up with it. "and now y/n's getting away! so long, suckers!" you cheer as you zip upwards. "isn't that my line?!" you hear scaramouche yell as they scramble to find a way after you. seconds before you slam into the window like an unfortunate bug, you pull out a gun and shoot the glass, watching with glee as a spiderweb of cracks forms across it. thanks to the momentum of you gliding through the air, your boots easily smash through it when you kick harshly as you reach it, and you land with a loud thud on the roof. "ouch," you groan, "that's going to leave a bruise tomorrow." glancing at your surroundings, you inhale the fresh night air stained with the smog from all the polluting factories and listen to the buzz of the highways, busy even past midnight, "nothing like the city."

just then, you hear a thump behind you, and then a deep voice that sounds strangely familiar, "you'll be admiring it from a prison window after this." you spin around sharply, and the sight nearly makes you fall off the edge of the building with surprise, "diluc?!" at this, he freezes, and it's evident that he thought his disguise would be more than enough to conceal his identity. with a cough, he says, "no, i'm the darknight hero." "no, you're clearly diluc. i just met you like fifteen minutes ago and even i can recognise your hair in that stupid suit, it practically glows," you fold your arms over your chest, making idle conversation while your mind races to come up with an idea to save yourself. "my suit isn't stupid," diluc can't stop himself from defending his outfit, just because he had barely any sewing skills did not give you the right to insult the piece of clothing. "it's literally a mask and a black coat." 

"back to the matter at hand," diluc- sorry, the darknight hero, clears his throat loudly, clearly eager to change the topic, "you're under arrest." "oh yeah? since when are you a cop?" "i'm not." "then you obviously don't have the power to arrest me, idiot." smarting from yet another insult, diluc tries his best to maintain his composure, "i meant that i'm going to take you in to the police station and then you'll be under arrest." "should have just said that," you shrug, and you can almost see diluc fighting to rein his temper in - this is too easy.

"okay, well, this actually hasn't been fun at all, so i'm leaving," you turn around again and stroll away, hoping that there'll be a ladder on the edge of the roof. you don't really see a diluc as a threat, because to be honest he seems more like a kid playing dress-up. what kind of self-respecting adult who cared as much for the law as he did would choose to be a vigilante? maybe if he got a better costume you could take him seriously. and that turned out to be a huge mistake on your part, because the next moment, a lasso whizzes through the air and loops around your ankles, quickly pulling into a deadknot that would take you ages to untie. 

you want to throw a tantrum, crying and stomping your feet at diluc, but what good would that do when this issue sprung from your own cockiness? "listen, how much do you want? i'll give it to you, any amount. i know how much security guards make, and trust me, it'll be nothing compared to what i could give you," the words spill out of your mouth in a jumble, and you seem to take on the role of a confident salesman selling a product you know is worthless. it's embarrassing how much this sounds like a plea. "i don't want money. i want the streets and artifacts of teyvat to be safe from people like you," diluc ignores your further attempts at bribing him, although he does give you a strange look when you offer up a kiss, as if he's genuinely considering it. does this man actually get no bitches?

“ah, a kiss, hm? is that what you want?” you lean forward almost desperately, grinning at him like a maniac, “c’mon, mr darknight hero! i promise i’m a really good kisser~” you lick your lips as if to prove your point, and your smirk deepens when his ruby gaze follows the motion. “just give me a second to touch up my lipstick, ‘kay?” while he’s still stunned from your offer, you fumble in your pocket and pull out a taser. diluc only snaps back into action when he sees the weapon clutched in your hands, and though he dodges, you manage to stumble forward without your bound ankles and ram the buzzing probes into his chest. 

a strange noise, a mixture of a whimper and a groan escapes his throat as he falls to his knees in front of you, body twitching like a dying bug. rummaging in his pockets, you find a knife and giggle as you slice through the ties on your legs, “see? this is why it’s always great to have men on their knees for you. i forgot my knife today, so i hope you’ll be okay with me borrowing this.” as he glares at you through blurry vision, a mockingly pitiful smile curves your lips and you pat his head like you’re petting an overzealous guard dog, “now be a good boy and stay here, okay, diluc? ah, sorry, i mean mr darknight hero!” dipping your head, you press a fleeting kiss to his cheek, relishing in his flustered gasp, “i’ll give you a proper kiss next time~” you burst into laughter and skip off, leaving him tied up and blushing with the same restraints he had used on you. 

“why is this stupid place so big?!” you mutter to yourself as you whiz across the rooftop. the museum is under renovation, so a lot of the walls of the rear wing are covered in scaffolding and tarp that only serve to slow you down as you try to escape. you’re seriously regretting being a cheapskate earlier and not parking at the official parking lot, instead you had hid your getaway car almost a kilometre away from the location just to avoid a parking fee. don’t judge! things like this are how rich people stay rich. but just as you’re skidding across the glass-roofed observatory, you hear a familiar voice behind you. 

“not so fast, thief.”

you groan as exaggeratedly as you can, making a big show of how troublesome it is for you to turn around, “hello again, childe. hat guy.” “my name is scaramouche!” he seethes, scowling at you with a glare furious enough to thaw antarctica. “listen, y/n,” childe steps forward, raising both hands in magnanimous surrender, “let’s make a deal.” “not interested.” you stick your tongue out, slowly backing away. childe continues as if he didn’t hear you, but the twitch in his brow is enough to give away his act, “you give us the gnosis, and i’ll forget all about the money you owe me.” “i don’t owe you, genius,” you scoff, “i stole it. i’m obviously not going to repay it.” “you really are an idiot,” scaramouche massages his temples, looking for all the world like he’d rather be anywhere else on earth than here at this moment.

“well!” childe puffs himself up, pretending that his ego isn’t hurt, “i thought you and i had chemistry, y’know? we could hang out again if you just give me the gnosis.” his voice drops an octave lower to emphasise his last few words, and you feel a familiar shiver up your spine. “childe, we slept together once, and sleeping with a ginger was not one of my proudest moments,” you retort, though you feel a twinge of guilt as childe fusses with his hair, “hey! uncalled for!” to be honest, he’s not wrong. the two of you did have chemistry, and the night you spent together was… well, let’s just say you could barely walk the next day. but dating isn’t your style, especially not when it’s someone who belongs to a rival group in the world of art theft. you  prefer one night stands – it’s easier to keep things simple with no strings attached. 

“just give us the gnosis, and we won’t kill you. is that a better deal?” scaramouche interrupts, evidently tired of childe beating around the bush. “scara! i was this close to getting them to crack!” childe pouts, and scaramouche rolls his eyes heavenward – if there was ever a time for him to believe in the gods, it would be now as he prays for mercy from his partner’s stupidity. “you’re cracked in the head if you think so,” scaramouche drags a palm down his face and sighs, “you only think with your dick.” “what?!” childe’s aghast at this accusation, “that’s not true!” “i think it is.” you helpfully supply, and that draws both men’s attention back to you.

“whatever! just hand us the gnosis, and things won’t get messy.” childe withdraws his blades, and you realise he’s finally getting serious. scaramouche steps closer as well, and you can’t move backwards anymore, you’re already teetering on the ledge. a fall from this height definitely wouldn’t leave you in the best condition. it’s too early for you to die, you haven’t even seen your favourite artist live yet! “fine. you want it?” you pull the gnosis out from your pocket and a wicked smirk graces your features, “then come and get it~!” you toss the item up in the air, letting the way it sparkles in the moonlight speak for itself as you lean backwards and salute, “see you on the other side, losers!” 

with that, you fall off the roof while scaramouche and childe fumble to catch the gnosis.

“hey! that dumbass!” childe rushes to the edge to check on you, only to realise that… you aren’t there?! contrary to what he expected, your bloody corpse isn’t lying there. you’re climbing down the scaffolding like a monkey, weaving in and out of the metal bars until you reach the ground. looking back up at him, childe thinks he can make out a final playful wink before you hop into a black car that’s just pulled up at the back. behind him, scaramouche yells, “childe!” “what is it now, balladeer- what?!” the gnosis is shattered on the stone roof, shards of purple and silver gleaming in a manner that almost seems taunting. “it was a fucking fake!” scaramouche yells, kicking the broken pieces furiously, and childe can’t stop the lovestruck expression that plays across his face, “y/n really is a master thief…” “snap out of it, idiot! what are we going to tell the boss?!”

meanwhile, you’re in the passenger seat of an inconspicuous black car, chuckling to yourself as you toy with the real gnosis. “you’re lucky i told you to bring more than one imitation,” a suave voice sounds from the driver’s seat, “and that i was there to save you.” “thank you, oh great master ayato,” you giggle, pretending to bow, “you’re a lifesaver. literally.” he smirks, gloved fingers tapping idly against the steering wheel, “you could have been in and out. you just like playing too much.” “hey!” you whine dramatically, “it’s not my fault the security guard was so cute!” “hmm…” he reaches out and tilts your chin to face his piercing blue eyes, “don’t say stuff like that or i’ll get jealous, you know?” “s-shut up.” you pout, folding your arms across your chest and turning away to look out the window, “just drive, you blue-haired weirdo.” “that’s no way to talk to your boss now, is it?” he laughs goodnaturedly as the two of you speed away, “i just wish i could be there to see the look on captain wriothesley’s face when he realises it was us again.” 

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SMILING CRITTERS X BULLIED!READER

Scenario: you are friends with the smiling critters and one day, they found out you were being bullied (lets say there are (3) bully npc's in the cartoon lol)

These Cartoon counterparts seem to be a bit... ooc...

Warning: bullying, violence, "worst case scenario" added for dogday, craftycorn roasting, hoppy choosing violence and rejecting humanity, catnap being catnap, writing may be a bit sloppy and weird lol

A/n: this had got to be one of the most random ideas i had

DogDay

As the leader of the Smiling Critters and your friend, he tries to resolve this in a peaceful manner. He confronts the bullies with you tagged along and attempts to make them apologize to you and wants them to compensate by cleaning the school, canteen and the garden by a whole week.

Of course, the bullies won't do it, so he goes to the teachers to address the problem.

The bullies are punished and will have cleaning duties for more than a week.

Worst case scenario (because i wanted to /j):

If the bullies resorted to violence in an attempt to scare DogDay, he fought back and defended you. You ran for help but one got out of his reach and punched you, he bit the one/s he's fighting and rushed at your aid and barked at the bully. "DON'T YOU DARE HURT MY FRIEND AGAIN!!"

The bullies got scared and ran to the clinic but DogDay barked and chased them until they were punished by the nurse and teachers.

You asked DogDay if he was okay, he grinned at you with a thumbs up, saying, "Of course I am! I will never let anyone dim you down!"

You smiled at his conviction, you were happy that you had such a sunny friend.

Bobby BearHug

After knowing you were being bullied, she immediately went to confront them. You were so scared and you didn't want her to get hurt, but she reassured you she can handle it and winked.

Reaching the bullies' spot, she confronted them. The bulkies glared at you and you cowered behind the bear's back, "So i heard you were bullying my friend? You better pay for that. You must apologize to my friend, now" She hissed, crossing her arms. The bullies simply laughed.

Bobby didnt hesitate to punch the bully on his face. His nose bled. Bobby was a sweet soul, but she's a bear, a predator, a tough cookie to crack. "DO I HAVE TO REPEAT WHAT I SAID?! APOLOGIZE TO MY FRIEND. NOW."

The bullies apologized while trembling in fear. "You can go back to whatever business you are doing now," she said in sweetly, though, there was venom to it, "Dare try to bully my friend once more and I will make sure to tear your limbs apart, skin you alive and--"

You tapped Bobby's shoulder before she went on full detail. "Whoops!" She giggled, scratching the back of her head looking at you. "Now, GO HOME." She pointed out at them, "Please!" of course, she never forgets her manners. That's not very Bobby if she didnt mind her manners, even to her enemies.

KickinChicken

Oh expect this bird to not handle things peacefully, especially with you being hurt. You were away from him, doing your own things. He went to the bullies, but of course, he can't go alone. He knows he can't handle them so he asked DogDay and Hoppy to hop along with him.

Hoppy looked like she was about to murder someone... a baseball bat was with her. DogDay and Kickin talked it out first with the bullies. But when they wouldn't budge, Hoppy stepped in and handed Kickin the bat. "NOW, WHO WANTS TO GO FIRST?" He tapped the bat to his wing. DogDay was against it, but didn't protest, Hoppy was trying not to smirk at the bullies.

The 3 critters and the bullied were headed to your way. You got startled and scared but DogDay, Kickin and Hoppy immediately went to your side. "Now, APOLOGIZE." Kickin forced a smile at them, and they apologized to you.

After that, DogDay took them in for their punishment. Hoppy taked the bat back so that she can go back playing baseball with the others. You thabked Kickin for his action and he blushed, brushing it off as "nothing". You and him sat by a tree and watched the other critters play on the field.

Hoppy Hopscotch

"Wait--Hoppy!" Yoy tried to stop Hoppy from going to the bullies. But she immediately scolded you for being a coward for not telling her this, you explained they threatened you but she didn't listen. "THOSE MFS ARE NO MATCH FOR ME," she spat on the ground.

As soon as you twto spotted the bullies, she didn't waste any time and immediately launched her fists at them. Knocking them off guard. She didnt let any of them escape her wrath. And then she grabbed your hand to run and leave them alone in the open.

CraftyCorn

Crafty was aware of it. "Why aren't you telling me this? We're friends!" She yelled at you. You explained they were going to hurt you if--"Let's go to them!" Crafty smatched your hand and went to the bullies.

Before you knew it, you were corned by the bullies. Taunting and laughing at you two. At first, fear was on ghe unicorn's face but it immediately changed to anger. "You're bullying my friend! You know you shouldn't be doing that!"

"Oh yeah? What're you gonna do about it, horse piss? Your friend's quite a coward and seems to be undeserving to be here." One of the bullies taunted her.

"YOU INSULTING MY FRIEND SHOWS HOW MUCH YOU'RE SO INSECURE ABOUT YOURSELF, IT TELLS A LOT ABOUT YOU, YKNOW?" Crafty snapped.

"COWARD. UGLY. USELESS. TRASH. GOOD FOR NOTHING. YOUR BIRTH WAS A MISTAKE." She added. Then you two turned around and left, you can tell that crafty was so angry because of her trembling hooves. The bully targeted by Crafty's words cried while his other two friends mocked him for being a crybaby.

Moments later--"Ah! I'm sorry! I didnt mamage to make them apologize to you! Sorrysorrysorry--!" Crafty apologized to you. "No, no! It's okay, Crafty! What you said was way more satisfying," in all silliness, you stuck your tongue out. Crafty giggled and she went back to pher canvas,ready to paint another new piece,"oh? Whats that called?" You asked as she sketched out what seems to be shadows looming over a figure protecting a smaller one behind it, there were separated figures at their opposite side, seemingly the figure with shadiws protecting the smaller one from attackers.

"Oh this? I call it... 'Happy Snappy!"

PickyPiggy

Picky was uneasy that day. Ever since she knew you were being bullied, she wasted no time to gather all the trash and dump it anywhere where the bullies would have been to. "HEHEHEHEHE..." The bullies ended up getting scolded by the teachers for dumping 'their' trash around. Pickypiggy snickered behind a tree, watching them from afar. She was quite fast and undetectable.

The bullies bags' had trash in them, their armchairs full of waste.

Then she tricked them into meeting up in a corner, she had full trash cans up on the roof, Hoppy and Kickin assisting her. Then they dumped the pile at them. You took the chance to run and report it to the teachers.

The trio fist bumped in victory and Picky was grateful for their help. She went back to you as you told her the weird thing that happened to the bullies--while eating cookies together.

Bubba Bubbaphant

The smart guy of the group. He was devastated at the fact that you didnt told him anything about your situation. He confronted them in full glasses nerd mode on, you came up to him and told him not to challenge them any further. He ended up getting beaten up by the bullies, he wasnt able to fight. Good thing DogDay was patrolling the area nearbt you.

Bubba was sent to a clinic, but he talked to DogDay first for a special request.

The next day, "man, this room sucks." One of the bullies complained. "What are we doing here anyway?" One of them groaned. They were in detention for two weeks, "How are we supposed to go to our classes now?"

Just in time, Bubba walked inside the room, "Okay class, I'll be your teacher for the next two weeks." He sneered at them. The bullies groaned at him as he wrote down a hell of math on the board. "This is your punishment for bullying a friend of mine, bear with it, losers."

CatNap

And of course, CatNap. He was a sleepyhead of a friend, when he knew you were being bullied, he simply 'slept'.

By nighttime, he went one by one to the bullies' houses. Scaring them and making them scream so loud. He was giving them nightmares with the message of "VIOLENCE OR SILENCE?" This went on for a long time until they gave up bullying you and went on full silent mode.

CatNap still haunts them even if they stopped bullying you.

[queer-devil]

DRDT Incorrect Quotes Pt 2

Bc it was fun last time

Same generator was used

Eden: Good morning!

Ace: Is it? Is it really?

J: You know what the problem is? Your really cute, so no one ever told you to shut your pie-hole.

Veronika: You think I’m cute?

J: SHUT YOUR PIE-HOLE!

Nico: Hu, Ace keeps bullying me at school.

Hu: Ask your teacher for help.

The next day…

Nico, to their teacher: Will you help me beat up Ace?

Teruko: That's it, I'm cutting off the internet!

Nico: No, please don't! I have a family to feed!

Teruko:

Teruko: What?

Nico: I need to feed my Neopets!

Teruko: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?!

Eden: It's kind of complicated, but Ace-

Teruko: Got it. Forget I asked.

Whit: Yo! I heard you like reptiles, got any fun facts?

Nico: If a crocodile eats your dad, they become your new dad.

Eden: Breathe, just breathe.

Arei: I’ve done nothing with my life! I’m a failure!

David: Awww, that never bothered you before.

Rose: I am not an early bird or a night owl. I am some form of permanently exhausted pigeon.

Whit: If I die, my funeral will be the biggest party ever and you're all invited.

Charles: "If?"

Ace: Great, the only party I'm ever invited to and they might not even die.

Min: I regret getting dragged into your heterosexual tomfoolery.

Whit: Fellas, I gotta know for science. Is the opposite of red green or blue?

Rose: Technically a mix of green and blue?

Ace: So blurple.

Levi: That's implying you're mixing blue and purple.

Ace: Would you rather have fucking bleen? MOTHERFUCKING GRUE?

Levi: You were confusing before but now I'm scared.

David: What are the hardest things to say?

Charles: I was wrong.

Teruko: I need help.

Whit: Worcestershire sauce.

Teruko: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to Charles and Whit's convo?

Eden: Me. I'm in the laundry basket.

Veronika: I'm in the washing machine.

Ace: I'm in the closet.

Eden: We accept you Ace.

Ace: No I'm literally in the closet.

Eden: Love is love.

Charles: There's nothing to do....

Whit: You can wash the dishes you promised to wash about a week ago.

Charles: *pulls out his phone* Nevermind.

Veronika, watching Ace: Ah yes. The mysterious and beautiful Ace…

Veronika: …I wonder what sort of melodic sounds this wonderful being makes?

Ace: *screaming*

Eden: What makes you think it's okay to watch Hannibal given its subject matter?

J: Sometimes, I watch television shows for entertainment purposes.

Veronika: Because I condone murder and cannibalism.

Teruko: Why would you give a knife to Xander?!

David, shrugging: Xander felt unsafe.

Teruko: Now I feel unsafe!

David: I’m sorry…

David: Would you like a knife?

J: I have a problem.

Veronika: Kill it.

J: Can you chill for like, two seconds?

Xander: Don’t go picking a fight with me. I could make your life difficult.

Ace, sarcastically: Wow. I wonder what it’d be like to have a difficult life.

Whit: Don't quote me on this, but I believe murder is illegal!

Ace: Come to think of it… You’ve always been nice to me.

Ace: I mean, you listen to all my problems-

Levi: No, Ace I just simply stand here while you talk, there’s a big difference.

Eden: You know what I learned from my friendship with Ace?

Nico: There’s no such thing as too mean?

J: Never let your friends know for sure if you like them?

Levi: Always hold a grudge?

Levi: What situation is not instantly improved by the addition of fishnets, I ask you.

Nico: Being a fish.

Levi: …Well, shit.

David: I don’t mean to be rude—

Teruko: Yet, sadly, accidental rudeness occurs alarmingly often.

Hu: "Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves."

David: ...

David: What a stupid fucking quote.

David: I'm killing way more than two people, idiot.

Eden: You know, Teruko, when you generalize, you tell general... lies.

Teruko: ...

Teruko: Are you trying to teach me moral lessons through puns.

Levi: Hey, Ace, do you have feelings for me?

Ace: Yeah, anger.

[hxrsheykisses]

INTRODUCTION POST !! 💋

This is where you know some things about me, what I write, rules, and etc! So basically just a good rundown of everything!

ABOUT ME !!

I am a writer who loves to make sure that my readers are happy with each chapter I post. I love making others happy because it always ends up with me being happy as well! Whenever I post a new chapter to a fic or post something on here for you guys, it just makes me feel whole!

You can call me many names such as Bri/Kissy/Hershey! I don’t care, I just like the thought of people calling me that for whatever reason!

I do take requests! So if you guys ever have a request for me then I will be happy to do so! It doesn’t matter to me how many times you request because why should I care? Keep them coming PLSSSS! However, if you do wish to send in requests then make sure you read the rules for that in this post so that we can both be on the same page!

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For those who came from my ao3 account—first, HAIIIII!!! Second, this blog is mainly Eltingville Club crap because we are STARVING. The fandom is small and when a fandom is small we have to fend for ourselves and work together like a squad. If you know the struggle then you’ll understand the pain and suffering. Am I still pissed that the pilot never got picked up? Yes. Yes I am.

Please don’t be scared of me guys. I know i’m pretty gosh darn famous underneath the Eltingville tags on Ao3 (🌚) but please come out of your shell🥺 (I’m lowkey kinda scared of you guys too)

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Please spam like my shit. Please. If you don’t then I’ll ghost my fic on Ao3….dont make me do it /j

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If you want smut, then automatically it will be the epilogue time setting. I do NOT know how old these weirdos are at the beginning and I am NOT taking any chances. This is genuinely my worse nightmare so guys please inform me if I should go with this or not, cause i’m lowkey scurred, remember, we MUST stick together and we have to help each other out🙏🙏 PS, I know i’m a minor but guys…let’s be for real. Also…uhhh, if i do. smut or something suggestive…erm, most of the time the reader will be leading cause I actually don’t know how to make the reader not be in control. Like im talking about FULL control whenever I do this. Sorry guys💔🙏

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There will be some posts dedicated to my fic on AO3 (headcanons, oneshots, drabbles, etc) because it’s always nice to have some small extra stuff that doesn’t follow the storyline exactly, just some cute stuff. The link for the fic will be on this pinned post at the very end!

Welp, that’s all that I got for now! Thank you so much for reading this and sticking with me, I hope to see you guys soon while I start to fill this blog with endless Eltingville content. Drink and eat regular and take good care of yourself because YOU matter! Love you!💋♥️♥️

[springcourthighlady]

Intro made by @positivelyruined

Welcome!

This is an independent roleplay (written & visual narration) blog of Briar, High Lady of the Spring Court, and Tamlin's mate (AU) from the ACOTAR series. | This character was created by Sarah J. Maas for A Court of Wings and Ruin, and I took her to the next level. The writing will be a mix of canon and non-canon compliant. All original writing here is penned by Mel. My main blog is @booksnwriting

I am a pro-Tamlin writer. I will not tolerate character bashing. As most pro-Tamlin fans are, I am anti-feysand.

My accepted romance ships include: Brilin

My accepted friendships include: Lucien & Elain, Bron, Hart, Eris, Nuan, and any possible canon or second gen AU character of the canon characters (except for Rhysand...Feyre will be a frenemy I keep at bay).

The Fae Code & Roleplay Guidelines | Please respect my boundaries

• Character abuse will lead to a swift block. As will anonymous threats, or bullying.

• I can write smut. However, I will only write it with someone 18+ with someone who can prove they are 18+. This is a firm boundary for legal reasons.

• Replies will range from very short to very long. Depends on the mood and the plot.

• I can rp in DMs if you are more comfortable that way, but the same rules apply.

• Please be patient. Being a good writer takes time.

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• Be original in your own writing. Don’t plagiarize off myself or others.

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[st1tchedmyheart]

names Robbie. Thought this would be... Cool or something. Dunno how much I'll be here.

Don't be weird. Just dont.

Toby you freak, i KNOW your here. Get the hell out

..

🖕

BOO!! stole Robbie's phone again, loserrr~ I'm Hilda Xb Hilda V!! Yeah!!

hilda reference:

robbie literally looks the exact same lmao

🐦‍⬛💊 I MADE ANOTHER ONE LMAO.

Quick cw- this blog will cuss ALOT. It's a teenager, what do you expect? AS A TEENAGER, I also cuss ALOT lmfao

here's some rules.

-appropriate asks. Flirting and innuendos is fine, funny even, but like. He is like. 16. So. Yk.

-do NOT flirt with hilda. She's 11 years old for Pete's sake!!!

-no hateful shit like. Cmon man. No terfs, Nazis, homophobes, etc etc

-you can bully Robbie, but please don't bully me, ill cum/j but seriously don't be a dick. Not just to me but other mods too.

I made this blog on a whim after being inspired by @iceb4gw-c and also seeing literally NO Robbie blogs. Where's my emo (he's technically goth-punk) teen son???

HCs that will be used (updated as we go along):

-VERY bisexual. Probably in the closet about it though (I'm allergic to happiness can't you tell)

-him and tambry broke up. It wasn't anything crazy, and it was a mutual choice so dw.

-still has his band, tho they barely play anymore

-has a shitty yt channel with Thomson where they do ghost hunts.

-hes still a little bit of a dick. Who am I kidding, he's alot of a dick, just less so.

-HE HAS. A GUN. WHY? WHY NOT.

-secretly really likes girly pop must like several timez. Will NEVER admit it tho

-SOMEHOW ended up working in the local bar? Usually a bar tender, but is a bouncer from time to time too. His boss's name is Mr. Russo and he's ✨ Italian ✨

-also for some reason helps with the local paper (yk, the one written by Toby?). Probably because how unsorted everything is actually drives him nuts, so now he helps as a journalist. If you ask him about it, he will deny it though.

-maybe thing for Thompson? (@thom-thunderstruck) He can't tell if he mildly hates him or not

-birthday is June 15th. Don't ask why he just feels like he was born in June to me

Edit: if you read the HC above, uhhh- yeah when I wrote it i completely forgot the Stan twin's birthday was June 15th like. Entirely. Just go with it lmao

HILDA FAX!!! :

-shes Robbie's little sister!

-CHRONICALLY lonely. Give this girl a friend

-has fought half of gravity falls and WON

-has a weird skull collection <3

-goes out of her way to annoy Robbie

-wendy is her favorite of Rob's friends <3

-she KNOWS her brother is gay asf...

-11, ALMOST 12.

-birthday is February 14th!

Anyway that's all have fun

My other blogs: main- @/thecluelessdoctor, @/weirdmageddon-mabes, @/imbackbilly, @/mistamysterystan, @/the-undead-doctor-rp, @/deprogrammed-ford-pines, @/cipherjuice-bioexorist

[giantologist]

My New Friend Gorm

In which a 7 year old meets a giant for the very first time.

"Get back here!"

"No wonder they call you Fraidy Finch!"

"I think he ran into the woods! Quick, let's get him!"

The boy's eyes stung with tears as he scrambled over rocks and roots, his skinny limbs burning, lungs aching with need for oxygen that his panicked breaths couldn't give them. The shouts were slowly gaining, and his bruises and grazes still pained him from the day before. He was always too slow, and hiding wasn't easy in such a small town where every one of his spots had been uncovered. No matter where he secreted himself to read, they always found him. 'You need fresh air and sunshine!' his mother said to him every day, pushing him over the threshold and into the clutches of his daily bullies. 'Rise above them.'

He could literally, as he was very tall for a boy of his age, but he was also stick thin and oddly bookish, and his family's status gave him no help either. Thus, he resorted to fleeing into the woods, where the children were urged not to venture.

Around a tree. Over a rock. Below a log. Across a stream. His agility far outweighed his speed, but it couldn't get him far enough away. He supposed that he'd have to give up once more, take the beating and get on with his life. Body quivering, chest heaving, he stopped in front of a dark hill, leaning against the warm vertical surface to catch his breath.

"There he is!" A voice called, but he couldn't bear to look. "Hey, rich boy! Come here and stop being such a wimp!"

"Please, no…" He breathed, making himself stand upright. He could tell that the rest of them had caught up with him, like circling wolves. "This isn't fair…"

"Fraidy Finch, you got any money on you?" The leader of the pack asked as the children grew closer. "Ha! Look, he's crying! Aww, you scared, baby? You gonna…cry…?"

A violent rumble shook the ground, and the boy fell to his scraped knees, cowering with his arms over his head. He heard screams of fear, the children fleeing with sheer terror in their shouts, until eventually all that was left was the sound of deep, grumbling breaths.

"I didn't mean to scare your friends, little one."

The rumbling whisper made the boy's hair stand on end, and he slowly straightened up, finding that the wall behind him had moved. He swallowed hard, looking at the empty woodland floor and the scuffed footprints in the detritus. "A-Are you, ah… the giant?" He asked, not looking around, his heart fluttering in a different way than before. Less panicked. More excited.

"Sure am. I was just havin' a snooze, but I don't mind that your playin' woke me up." When the boy slowly pivoted his head, he was greeted by the sight of a hairy, tattooed fist pressed into the soft loam, supporting the bulk above. The very sight of it, larger than a shed, made him shiver with glee. "My name is Gorm. What's yours, little one?"

"J…Jasper." The boy whispered, but cleared his throat after a moment, bending his neck to look so far upward, seeing kind eyes staring back at him. The nights he'd spent in his dark room listening to the faint buzz of a far away voice, watching the moonlight ripple off the surface of his glass of water as distant footsteps pulsed through the ground, sometimes catching a glimpse of a silhouetted form across the expanse of farmland. He never imagined the giant would look so amicable, not after the stories he'd been told. "Jasper Erasmus Finch."

"Oh!" Gorm exclaimed with force, before remembering himself and sheepishly lowering his voice. "I've heard of the Finches. I didn't expect someone like you to be playin' in the woods."

"I wasn't playing, sir. I was being chased." Jasper stood, his legs shaking. When his knee buckled beneath him, he felt a displacement of air ruffle his clothes, a warm and sturdy surface catching him under his behind. He softly gasped at the sturdiness of the finger, wide eyes tracing it all the way up the massive patterned arm and back to Gorm's bearded face. "They like picking on me. If not for you, they would have beat me up again."

The smile quickly shifted to a scowl. "Rotten li'l beasts." He grumbled. "I'll squash them for ya... I'm kiddin', o'course." As he lifted Jasper, the boy wheeled his arms so he didn't slip backward, only to find that another finger was ready to keep him stable behind him. The lurch upward and the wind in his hair made him awfully giddy, and he couldn't help but grin. The expanse of a palm appeared below him, and he nimbly jumped onto the plush surface. "There we go. Don't be afraid, I got ya."

"I'm not afraid." He smiled, taking in every detail of the surrounding hand with utter delight. The urge to study every inch, to map the lines and swirls and channels, was overwhelming. But he'd been taught manners from a very early age, and he knew that it wasn't appropriate. "I sit awake at night listening to you sometimes. When you move around or speak or sing. I have always wanted to see what you are really like." He paused hesitantly, then added "I never wanted to believe the rumours that you're a monster."

Gorm's cheeks coloured slightly, and he settled back against a sturdy oak, making the tree bend with his bulk. "Well, you're here now, you can see me for yourself. Don't believe what people say about giants. A lot of us are nice!" His gaze shifted to the forest behind Jasper. "Although, if I see those bullies again, I don't know how nice I'll be."

With a soft giggle, the boy shuffled to get comfortable, his odd golden eyes wide and captivated. "I've always wanted to know more about your people, sir."

Gorm chuckled gruffly as he lifted Jasper to be level with his eyes, his incomplete grin radiating comfort. "You can ask me anythin' you like, little one! But I'm afraid we giants ain't too interestin'."

'Giantology by Jasper Finch'

He'd spent a while thinking up a title for his journal, but it seemed the logical name for his writings. After his studies, when his mother would usually force him outside, he ran into the wilderness of his own volition. His bullies attempted to apprehend him, but once they saw that he was headed back into the forest, they decided he wasn't worth it. Free of fresh wounds, he almost skipped with joy as he called out for his new friend. He'd made sure to memorise everything Gorm had said the previous day, but he'd run it by him just to be sure.

"Well, well. You look happy, little one." Gorm smiled down at Jasper, and the boy paused a moment to stare upward. He hadn't seen him standing before, and the seemingly endless expanse of his friend's form was dizzyingly wonderful. "No bullies today?"

"No, they're too afraid to follow me!" He beamed, and when a hand was presented to him, he eagerly scrambled across the treetrunk fingers, giggling at the sensation of being whisked upward. Gorm held his hand to his shoulder, and Jasper climbed up to sit beside his ear, settling down as though he was meant to be there. "Thank you for yesterday."

"All I did was tell you stories." Gorm said, continuing his stroll. "But if it helped you, I'm glad I told you 'em."

The feeling was indescribable. The wind whipped around the boy, every movement reminding him that he was perched atop a colossal creature, every footfall and breath sending vibrations through his bones, feeling both like an invading insect and like Gorm's body was a powerful extension of his own. "I don't get many chances to speak to people who like me."

"Anyone who doesn't like a bright li'l thing like you isn't worth spit." Gorm grumbled. "Don't worry 'bout them. Sure, they might tease and hurt ya, but you got brains. You'll make something of yourself, and they'll only amount to shit-diggers. Oop!" His hand fluttered across his lips. "I mean, gong farmers. Don't swear." A few more strides took him out of the other side of the forest, a journey that was arduous and perilous to humans.

Jasper tittered to himself, taking in the view of the rolling green meadows below them. "I hope you're right."

[notarobotsadly]

I cannot donate money to fundraisers at the moment, I can only signal boost and reblog.

ABOUT ME (the host): -William Afton Fictionkin -Jevil Fictionkin -Cat Therian -demon/angel/divinekin yes those are all lumped together -mmmmmaybe Dragon Otherkin like I know -PROUD TRANSGENDERIST EXPLOSION EAGLE AMERICAN FLAG -happliy married (/p) to @sweet-drmzzz -ADHD (not diagnosed but my dad is and I have almost all of the symptoms) and looking to see if I have NPD (and if I can get a NPD diagnosis without my parents finding out) any resources for either dropped in my inbox are a blessing -STRONGLY against the color purple and ONLY I can bully that color. PROUD #1 ANTI PURPLER (/j <<here as a precaution because that color has it out for me (/j))

about my Kintypes:

>Jevil< -alters that were split because of this number count: ??? -Aesthetics I associate with it: Jesters Goblincore Kind of Goth ngl -General vibe: "I am god" highs and rabies -Opinions on sourcemates: ANYONE CAN INTERACT (enrichment for my cage) also Seam is my peepaw/memaw in memories. -additional like micro 'types that stim from this one: Fae/the fair folk Goblins Imps/Demons kind of godish shit -Origins: present in a really developmental time in my life

>Will A< not gonna speak much on this one because I hate it -alters that were split because of this number count: 12 Sourcemates are encouraged to interact -Origins: present in a really developmental time in my life + the reason I'm still alive rn.

>DIVINE< -a character I will NOT be talking about -alters that were split because of this number count: 1, I think. -Aesthetics I associate with it: basically anything angelic, -General vibe: high energy, somehow. I love geese. -additional like micro 'types that stim from this one: Birds Demonic/Angelic/Divinekin goats sometimes WINGS oh my god I need WINGS. -Origins: saw a character and went "OH MY GOD ME???? Wait."

>kind of placekinish< -I just want to be a place, isn't that being a god in it's own right???

no dni just stances

-don't know what pro recovery or anti recovery means but I do believe when it comes to someone elses mental health issues all we can do is take their words for it especially online when you don't know them that well, and I do believe you can find joy in your mental health issues. It's at the end of the day up the to the person suffering from it and their therapist to decide how it's handled end of story. If you don't want to "encourage a delusion" than just block them. They know how it affects them best, you are a stranger on the internet.

-Pro Endo and not willing to engage in syscourse (on this blog at least) because it's just petty at this point.

-I believe that everyone is allowed to make jokes about their mental health (if the joke isn't going to make it worse) shit like "adhd moment" and "haha autism" isn't going to hurt anyone but people who are not adhd or autistic making fun of adhd and autism is. Joking about it can help ease the pain of it all and clapping back with "just wait till you've suffered like I have" isn't helping? Yes they are suffering that's why they're making these jokes. To cope with their suffering.

-I don't believe the media you consume defines you just how you consume it.

-straight Alloaces Ily, straight Aroallos Ily, lesboys ily, I don't think anyone outside of internet spaces cares that much nor will this hurt anyone

-I consider myself Alterhuman and I am an alterhuman friendly space

-if you are pro contact for any harmful paras get the fuck off my blog, end of story.

additional

-please ask me to trigger tag I'm not good at it but I can try

-blog may contain unreality and etc proceed with caution.

-I use tone tags and don't see the harm in them but will prefer to use stuff like this: (serious) (joking) around strangers.

-I believe in a free palestine and will try and reblog fundraisers and such, please correct me if I get anything wrong.

-We consider ourselves a system and you have no right to know if we have trauma or not as a stranger on the internet end of story.

-if you see any stamps here you made and want credit please let me know

SYSMATES SIDEBLOGS

system and alterhuman sideblog: @sysshitig <<More social on here

-Shotguns sideblog: @shotguns-wares

-Sun: @mikumikuyoucancallm3miku

-Malhare: @malharevrthepcport

-Jevil: @thedungeonv2

-Boomboxes/WIP req sideblog @boomboxedbeats

-Queenies Sideblog: @queeniesmansion

-Banhammers sideblog: @tyrantofbanland

-M16s sideblog (tw for phighting fictives): @messier16

-Icedaggers sideblog: @the-icedagger

-Firebrand/Lucifers sideblog: @king-of-h-e-double-hockey-sticks

-Illuminas sideblog: @the-illumina

all of them are under construction btw.

tags I need to keep track of: #artistic reference #for later #writing inspo #buttons

cred: -MCLS Stamps

[thehighlordofspring]

Welcome! This is an independent roleplay (written & visual narration) blog of Tamlin, High Lord of the Spring Court, from the ACOTAR series. | This character was created and then slaughtered by Sarah J. Maas. The writing will be a mix of canon and non-canon compliant. All original writing here is penned by CeCe. My main blog is @positivelyruined and my original writing blog is @ruinedruminations.

I am a pro-Tamlin writer. I will not tolerate character bashing. As most pro-Tamlin fans are, I am anti-feysand.

My accepted ships include: Feylin, Tamcien, Feytamcien, Tamgwyn, Tamlin x OC.

Pairing possibilities that I will be picky about: Brilin, Tamlin x OC,

I am willing to work with any of these; however, please don’t force a ship on me as a writer.

The Fae Code & Roleplay Guidelines | Please respect my boundaries

• Character abuse will lead to a swift block. As will anonymous threats, or bullying.

• I rarely write smut. I prefer not to. If I choose to, I will only write 18+ with someone who can prove they are 18+. This is a firm boundary. Typically, anything I write that does not fade to black is done in a private setting. Please respect that and do not post screenshots.

• Please be patient. Being a good writer takes time.

• Please, do not force a ship — out of character or in character. This includes pushing me as a writer to places I am not comfortable and pushing my character’s romantic boundaries within a storyline, unless this is previously and mutually, agreed upon. If it would make you uncomfortable happening in real life, it’s probably kinder to ask before presuming.

• Please don’t repost my writing without permission. If you get permission, tags and links to one or more of my accounts are highly appreciated. My work is incredibly precious to me. Reblogs and likes are more than welcome!

• Be original in your own writing. Don’t plagiarize off myself or others.

• No AI. This blog is written by a high fae human. Please, do not use AI to write with me.

• Don’t godmod. In roleplay, write only your chosen character’s perspective and dialogue. I will contribute all that Tamlin has to offer.

• Take your time. I often need it.

• Ask questions if you need help.

• Send, but don’t spam.

If you have read and acknowledged this, please comment with a Spring Themed emoji below.

[a-student-out-of-time]

Mikan we have a serious question for you and be honest. When Hajime invited Hiyoko to join the Cuddle Puddle were you okay with it? Or did you have some hang ups due to her being such a bully to you prior to her kidnapping? Please answer this question as truthfully as possible.

...

Do you...promise you won't hate me...?

Of course.

...I did. And I still do...

Hiyoko hasn't bullied me, or...a-anyone, really, in the last few months. She's been much nicer...

But...I still w-would've liked to say something about her j-joining...

Why didn't you?

...I d-didn't want Hajime to hate me. I know he loves me, and he loves her too...b-but...I didn't feel comfortable bringing it up. She...did hurt my feelings a lot...and I don't know if he considered that...

O-Oh...

I love Hajime and Chiaki, I promise I do, and I know they love me...b-but they've both been through so much lately, and they're...not great with communication...

I-I'm probably making this sound worse than it is, I'm sorry...

It's not. If you still feel uncomfortable about all this, it's not you making something sound worse.

Are you at least happy being with them...? Do they treat you well?

They do, and I am happy. I cherish all the memories we've had together, especially when we all went up to the mountains, where we met Mori-san. That was a wonderful vacation.

It's just...how do you talk about this? I d-don't want Hiyoko or anyone else to leave. I...I just want to know everyone r-respects my feelings, is all.

...Do you want me to help?

I-Is that okay to ask...?

Well, I have a busy schedule, but if you need me to help you guys talk, I'll make you my top priority.

In all seriousness, right now, you all have my full support. After everything with Sonia-chan and Hibiki-chan, I'm not letting this get worse. None of you should have to deal with that.

I can't promise I'll solve whatever Shirogane's up to, but I'm here for you all, no mater what.

...Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

[from-izzy]

Your moots as TBZ ships???

hi anon! thank you for sending this in! 💖 sorry it took a while (i think this took more than a fortnight i'm so sorry 😭) because i had to think about it!! i'm doing ones that i talk to frequently or once in a while! to all my moots that i haven't/barely talked to, hmu! (i'm sorry that i'm too shy 😭)

welcome to another episode of '😭-izzy-doesn't-know-how-to-explain-things-and-she's-very-sorry-about-it'

@cloverdaisies - juric

so! you know how juyeon adores eric and juyeon is (arguably) eric's favourite hyung? 😊 they do everything together and is so comfortable around each other despite their age gap? 🥹 well, i mean clo and i are the same age but since around 2022, clo has always just been a writer to me. then out of nowhere, in the spur of the moment and a sudden hit of confidence i told myself "omg! 👀 what if...i just text cloverdaisies, say my greetings, thanks then disappear? if she doesn't respond then alright, at least i said whatever i had to say." yeah...it went well! very well! i love clo! 🤍 so much! 🤍🤍 and i hope she knows that!

@heemingyu - nyusun

ok so...we're just a tiny bit chaotic? 🤷🏻‍♀️ just a tiny bit 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️ i think we hide it quite well in group chats (...that's a lie) but when we're on dms...oh yeah...the world really isn't ready for us when we meet 🤭 like sunwoo who adores new and annoys him all the time, i admit that i do it to sana too. but at the same time, like new who is always teasing sunwoo and being crackheads together, that's sana to me 😁 it's just...yeah...i feel like for the sake of world peace, we probably shouldn't meet? and sana should most definitely should not drive 🚗 (just like what new said in his bubble!)

@justalildumpling - sunric

my response to this: so roode 😭 just absolutely roode 😭😭 the audacity to even--but this is saur chaotic sibling energy 🤣 i get what you mean now when you say that we're more like sunwoo and eric rather than an old married couple like jaemin and jeno fr 😮 but also j! aussie aussie aussie! i finally have another friend from aussie that i can annoy if i do come to you (or you come to me...but i don't think j likes me that much though so...) 😟 life is...sad...and i get bullied by j all the time...sigh...☹️

@littleroaes - ppangcob

hmmm...i'll be honest with you, i'm not too sure how to explain this 😭 but! i think we just radiate this kind of energy! 😊 we are both very shy at first and dora is the same as well (in a good way! i will always protect you! 🫂 especially from sana, i promise!) ppangcob is the shy duo of tbz but at the same time, very comfy around each other and others when you get to know them well 🤗 just from our dms and interactions, dora is so silly and funny like girl! thanks for being my first mutual! 💕

@sungbeam - sunkyu

there ain't a lot of words but I'M SO SORRY FOR THE MOMENTARY PAIN AND CONFUSION THAT I PUT YOU THROUGH UMMMM 😭😭 but i am still going to hide (after this, let me say my words first) 🫡 just like sunwoo who auditioned for the company because he saw changmin...that's it! ok bye! i'm leaving! see you!! 😁

@winterchimez - kevcob

...do i need to explain this though? 🤔 but ok i guess i'll do it. so, like i mentioned, i think we're a different kind of soulmate dynamic where you get bullied and teased 😁 and i'm the one that teases you 😁😁 (ily i swear) kind of like kevcob as well 💕 but remember that time when we texted and we sent the same idea and question at the same time?? 🤗 like huh?? no one that i know irl does the things that i do?? this dynamic is so new to me...but i'm so ready for it 🥹 also, what are you waiting for? the stars have spoken? ⭐ book a flight ✈️ to where i am please and thank yew!

@wuahae - bbangju

ok so hear me out 😭 i don't really know how to explain this one either but! just the times when i would cry in vc 🥹 also ask help or something and cat would be like "yes, i have the solution." 🥹 but i'm also just reminded of that time in the concert when younghoon was reading his speech and crying but juyeon was like "it's okay, take your time" 🫂 i just have a feeling cat would do that tbh. we haven't talked much recently but i love you and i hope life is treating you well, cat! 💖

@zzoguri - cobric

me is the crying, emotional mess 😭😭 and moni is the parent that is intently listening to the child, putting in reassuring comments 💬 and trying to calm me down, chipping in their own experiences 🗨️ and telling me that they understand 🫂 moni has always been like that since day 1. i guess it really is true that we're not really strangers 🥹 sorry that we haven't talked much! i do miss you and i hope you're doing well!

[rin-and-jade]

The imposter syndrome is basically just… “you’re faking all of this and imagining it all up for attention.” Blue (our host) has always been imaginative, and never realized that their imaginary friends were actually alters (us). It was only after another system explained that that including the fact that they don’t remember anything from childhood other than a few memories here and there are signs of being a system.

Another thing is that Blue doesn’t remember any trauma that happened other than being bullied and understanding that they never really had friends growing up except for the ones in their head.

It also doesn’t help that they were frontlocked for the longest time and was only recently able to leave the front. They’ve tried a whole bunch of logic to go against the imposter syndrome, but that doesn’t stop them still believing that this is all fake and for attention. We keep reminding them that they would actually know if they’re faking, but they’re still scared that they might be and just not know it.

It’s fun to know that Blue’s trust issues have gotten so bad that they refuse to trust themself and the rest of us.

-Donnie🧪

Ah darn that is a load, sounds hard to deal with already i can see,, i got some factual points to make, hoping that’ll break some barriers in mistrust and skepticism from me—because i get that feeling. Now get on reading as i start with the toppest issue:

Imaginary friend or not?

This one,, if you have an imaginary friend you can imagine as much as you please in terms of character, appearance, and voice.. moreover you get the point. Point is, you actively “act” this imaginary friend, lets say you are upset and then you turn to the imagined friend, pour the feelings out, you would know the things you needed to be comforted and how,, so then you imagine that said friend saying it to you.

For alters, not all of the time they know what you want, nor how you want them to look,, they’re way more autonomous than just something made out of the imaginary and are the ones that does the internal dialogue + commenting without having to ‘focus’ on it. (And yes, it is one of the reasons for memory gaps apart from other comorbid factors that makes it worse such as dissociation)

No memory, no trauma! (Myth)

Do you think you’d be able to function if you remember all the bad things from start to finish (present day) because it is a big NO. Different memories are compartmented by different parts, giving the illusion of no “valid trauma” , especially if those memories are subconsciously suppressed because that is outside the active awareness of being able to be recalled. I promise you all kinds of trauma (even having no friends) is still valid. All the proof you need is defensive physical reactions (jolting from a sudden loud noise for example) and other signs like hyper-vigilance probably, plus the alter stuffs and dissociation going on. So don’t say you need memories as the only proof?

What’s real,, am i faking??

I know you don’t mean anything malicious because no one wants to fake or deliberately get attention and i assure you, you are not,, if you want to fake something you already know what, how, and when you decided to have this disorder and exactly knew every parts and its name you picked, plus knowing it’s exact roles, hobbies, dislikes,, etc. Discovering something ≠ faking. “I would’ve knew if i have this disorder” is also wrong,, sharing concerns/needing some help ≠ wanting attention.

I hope everything that was asked has been assessed here, wishing well it’ll create a new insight to tackle the problems.

- j

[smolwritingchick]

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 55- BTS Run Episodes 1-3

Chapter Summary: BTS compete to be the best man/woman and hang out at an amusement park.

Words: 3,000+

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Run BTS! Episode 1

“1, 2, 3!” she smacked her hands together. “BTS’ Jennie. 17 years old in America. Your Miss Bangtan! Someone who is currently craving some smarties. I accidentally ate them all, I’m a little upset.” she laughed lightly.

“What do I think of V-Live? Well, I think it’s a great step for people to communicate with others globally.” she continued. “It’s simple and there’s a variety of things to watch if you come to V, so I highly recommend it. I think this will show a more goofy side to me and help connect more with the fans. I like it, it’s something fresh. You get to see the chaos BTS deals with on a daily basis. It’s real and natural. We’re being ourselves. There’s a lot of things you get to see about us and I hope that this will make you smile. So, visit V, give us lots of love and support all eight of us.”

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Run BTS! Episode 2

Jennie stood in between Jimin and J-Hope, wearing a long-sleeved white buttoned shirt, black dress pants and a bowtie as the members announced their variety show.

‘What kind of conditions do you guys think there are for the “best” man or woman?’ The members were asked.

“You have to be the tallest.” Rap Monster answered

“No, the best man or woman should be the strongest,” Jin replied.

“Everyone, isn’t it money?” Suga asked and shrugged while the members laughed.

“Hyung-nim!” Jin laughed, grabbing a hold of him.

“Suga, do you have money?” J-Hope asked.

“I have 10,000 won on my card,” he responded

“Jennie, what do you think makes the best man or woman?” Rapmon asked

“I think being open-minded is what makes the best man or woman. Oh, and you have to look great in Nike. Aren’t these kicks nice?” she pointed out her Nike sneakers, while the members groaned in response.

“She is so obsessed with that brand.” Jimin giggled.

“I’m just passionate. Hey, Nike, if you’re watching, I love you. Please notice your girl. I am open for endorsements~!” she waved while the members chuckled at her persistence.

“Jungkook, what do you think makes the best man or woman?” Rapmon asked

“Don’t you just have to be good at everything?” he responded with a grin

‘Appearance and figure are the basics to being the best man or woman. Now, a man/woman cool even on the inside is the best man/woman. Through various missions, the best man/woman out of BTS will be chosen.’

The first qualification is patience. One member from BTS will sit in a chair and hold water in their mouth. Other members will use various tools to tickle them. The member who doesn’t spit out the water and resists the longest will win.

“We’ll get started now. Before we start, let’s choose who will get bullied first.” Rapmon peered at the members.

“Ladies go first. I’ll go second.” Suga suggested

“Hol’ up, hol’ up! Why do I have to go first?” she exclaimed as she was dragged to the seat by Jimin and J-Hope while the members discussed who would go after her. 

Seated in the chair between two small tables, she sighed and took off the black glasses she was wearing.

Jungkook rubbed his hands together, mischievously. “I got this,” he smirked evilly. “I know her weak spots.”

“Ha-ha, no the heck you don’t!” she laughed nervously and grabbed the cup of water. “Do not touch me,” she warned, pointing at him.

She took a sip of water and kept it in her mouth, waiting for the timer to off. However, one glance at Jungkook and Taehyung, who both made a funny face, caused her to laugh and spit out the water.

The members started laughing hysterically as she wiped her mouth with her sleeve. 

“Wait! Wait!” she yelled over their laughter. “I want a redo! The timer didn’t even start yet!”

“We didn’t even touch you!” V gigglesd.

Pulling herself together, she held another sip of water in her mouth and prepared herself.

“Start!” Rapmon shouted as the members immediately began rushing in to tickle her. 

But once she felt someone tickle her sides, she spit out the water within two seconds. Taehyung laughed loudly and happily clapped for his efforts as she figured out it was him who touched her side. She stood up and tried to smack him but he ran away while giggling.

“I can’t stand you!” she laughed

Clearly, she won’t be winning this round. Next was Suga, who seemed relaxed and confident. 

“Start!” Rapmon announced as they went right after him, rushing in to tickle him. 

Suga desperately tried to hold in the water, writhing around and fell out of his seat, receiving 14 seconds.

When it was Jin’s turn, V began tickling him with a glove covering his hands. Before he knew it, Jin had spat out the water in his face as everyone broke out in laughter once more. 

Jen dropped her jaw, before holding onto Hobi, who was cackling at the scene. Meanwhile, V walked away, placing his head against the wall to pull himself together.

Next up was the Golden Maknae who sat in the seat. Once the timer started, the members went after him. As time went on, he still wouldn’t spit out the water.

“Oh my God, spit it out!” Jen yelled as she continued to tickle him all over with the guys but to no avail while the Golden Maknae squirmed around.

Jungkook’s shirt was disheveled and he had to rebutton some buttons, immediately taking first place with 65 seconds with the water still in his mouth. Next up was Rapmon as the members held his arms. Jen stood behind him, to tickle him. 

Once it began, the rest of the members immediately tickled his underarms which caused Rapmon to throw his head back, smacking Jennie’s chest before squirming onto the floor. He had 1 second.

“Yes, he has the lowest record!” she cheered, rubbing her chest. “That hurt, you have a hard head, Rapmon.”

“Sorry!” he apologized profusely.

With Jimin, he lasted 4 seconds and J-Hope lasted 10. Lastly, it was V’s turn. He sat in front of a seated Jin as the members questioned if he’d get revenge. Once Rapmon yelled start, Jin leaned forward but then V suddenly spat the water onto his face and stood up, while laughing. Jin stood up and shoved him, causing the chair to fall down and then the water in his mouth was spat out, directly hitting Rapmon, J-Hope and Jennie.

“AHHHHHHH!” The members started running around, screaming, while Jennie had her eyes closed, and lips pressed together, trying to comprehend that she just got spat on.

“Dirty!” Rapmon yelled. “Infected!”

“I got spat on!” J-Hope yelled while Jimin started cackling.

The studio was ruined by the entire chaos as they tried to pull themselves together. In the end, Jungkook received first place in the first round.

For the second round, it was about Sexy Lips. The members were told that after putting on red lipstick, they must kiss the acrylic board with their mouths as wide open as possible. The member who had the widest distance between the lips would win.

Jennie went first again, sitting on the chair while V picked up the lipstick, twisting it so it could rise. 

“Don’t you think you’re putting on too much?” Jimin giggled as he watched V go wild.

“I don’t even want to see my face, right now,” she responded and picked up the acrylic board. 

Once she opened her mouth wide and pressed her lips to the board, she received 7.8 cm

Next was Rapmon as V placed a thick coating of lipstick on his lips receiving 8.6cm.

“Jeesh, that’s a big mouth.” Jen said while the members “whoa” in surprise when V opened his mouth wide. 

Once he placed his lips on the board, he received 9.5cm. Suga got 8cm, Jin got 8.2, Jimin got 9.2 cm, Jungkook got 9.1cm and J-Hope got 9cm. In the end, V got first place. 

For the last round, it was to find out who had the best strength and ability. The members must go around the cushions while dancing to the song and sit down on a cushion after listening to the staff’s whistle. One cushion will be taken out after each level and the last one left is the winner. Similar to musical chairs.

‘3rd round, 1st level. Six cushions left!’

The members started walking around to some kiddy music and once the whistle was blown, they instantly aimed to sit down on a cushion. Jennie quickly took a seat with Suga sitting right on top of her and she started laughing. 

“Sorry, Suga. You’re out,” she responded while Jimin was sitting on top of J-Hope.

Suga stood up and chuckled. “I lost without even being able to use my strength.”

Four cushions are left while Suga and Jimin sit out. The remaining members walked around until Rapmon and J-Hope were out. No More Dream came on as the remaining walked around, immersed in the enjoyment of their debut song. Once the music stopped, Jen quickly sat down, bumping her wide hips against Taehyung just before he could sit on the cushion. Meanwhile, Jungkook had also sat on the cushion to eliminate Jin.

“97 Liners in the final round! Who will win?” J-Hope announced as they stood up.

“I think Jungkook will win,” Jimin responded

“Thanks, Jimin,” Jennie said, pretending to look betrayed.

“My money is on Jennie!” Hobi cheered

“Let’s hear a resolution since it’s the final round,” Suga suggested

“I’ve come this far so I’ll try to win. But I’m going up against Jennie, so for that, I will win.” Jungkook grinned cockily.

She shook her head. “Jungkook, I’m sorry but you gotta lose this time. It’s time for someone else to get the W,”

“We shall see~!”

Once Dope came on, they walked around while the members got hyped. When the chorus was about to come up, Jennie didn't dance, focused on winning while Jungkook danced timidly, with the same mindset as hers, disappointing the members. Since the 97 Liners wouldn’t dance full out, the other members decided to dance excitedly instead.

As the music progressed, JenKook faced each other while staring each other down as they walked around the final cushion. Once that whistle blew, both of the 97 Liners quickly went down for the cushion like a flash of lightning and they both ended up on the pillow.

“Ahhhh it’s a tie!?” Jimin laughed

“My butt is more on the cushion!” Jen demanded

“No, mine is!” Jungkook disagreed.

“I have a way bigger butt than him, my butt takes up a majority of the space. He’s on the edge! See?” she tried to point out as they all got into a huge discussion about who won.

The staff watched the video to see who exactly touched the cushion first to figure out the winner and it looked like Jungkook sat on the cushion a few seconds before she did, naming him the winner.

“Lame!” she complained but accepted her defeat.

After regrouping for the ending segment, Rap Monster recapped that they tried three games and waited for the staff to announce who was the best man or woman.

“Run BTS: the best man or woman, the winner is Jungkook.” The staff announced as the members applauded. 

Jennie received third place for her efforts while Tae got second. Jungkook celebrated his victory by dancing to dope while having a thumbs up badge placed on his stomach.

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Run BTS! Episode 3

In the van, Jennie sat in the back with J-Hope, listening to rock music on her phone while some of the members started talking on camera for the next Run episode.

Today they were headed to an amusement park and Jen couldn’t contain her excitement. She enjoyed getting on the big rides and couldn’t wait to lift her arms up in the air. On the contrary, Jimin and Rapmon weren’t excited about what was going to happen today.

Once they arrived, Jennie jumped out of the van and clapped excitedly. “I’m so here for this!” she squealed in English to the camera.

“Ohhhhhhh yeah, man.” Jimin nervously spoke in English as he watched the roller coaster.

“Come on, it’s not that bad. It’ll be fun.” she placed a hand on his shoulder.

“I don’t know about this,” he said warily.

“Jimin, trust me, it is not as bad as it seems.”

“I really don’t feel like riding, Ennie. That looks a little scary.” he continued to whine.

As they walked to the amusement park, Jimin was far behind while Jennie decided to walk with him to keep him steady.

“This is killing me,” Jimin turned to the camera.

“Watch him be the one that has the most fun at the amusement park.” Jen quipped, raising her eyebrows at the camera.

“I just hope I’ll be back alive after all this.”

“You will don’t worry.” she clung onto him from behind.

“Jennie, how excited are you for today?” The cameraman asked a few minutes later with her walking next to Jimin.

“On a scale of one to ten, it’s a ten,” she answered happily. “I enjoy rides. It’s been so long. The last time I went to an amusement park was with Amity where we had some vacation time. It was at Six Flags and we even took some photos there. One of the members had eaten just before the ride and threw up on me though...not a pleasant situation, but if this person ever sees this, just know that I forgive you.” she shot a thumbs up and chuckled at the goofy memory.

Trinity...

She really did miss being friends with the members and wished things were how they used to be.

If only...

After the members got into the park, they checked out the map to choose rides. They decided to go where number 84 was on the map and made their way over there.

Jungkook sported one of his favorite white shirts and beanie, walking next to Jennie with his hands in his pockets.

“Oh my God, that melanin.” she praised, taking a good look at his natural skin color in the sun. “You look good today, Kookie.”

The Maknae line was not being filmed at the moment while Jimin and Taehyung were walking a few feet behind JenKook, happily watching them. Taehyung had even taken out his phone to snap a photo of them. It was the perfect capture of her looking up and smiling sweetly at him while he looked down at her happily.

“Ah...I wonder if Jungkookie will try to make a move.” Jimin pondered.

“That’ll be the day. But just look at them, the size difference is so cute.” Taehyung replied with a giggle.

With the cameras filming them again, some of the members came across a snack stand. Jennie offered to pay for everyone, buying ice cream, water, pretzels, and churros. While continuing to walk to their destination, Taehyung fed Jen a bite of his ice cream cone.

“You want more?” he offered.

“Nah, I want to save my stomach for these rides,” she replied.

Once the members got in line for their first ride, Jungkook started jumping up and down. When they made it to the front, the members watched as the ride zoomed past them, back and forth at high speed.

J-Hope began laughing in disbelief. “I can’t ride that!” he exclaimed

Jimin watched in horror and began to run away. “Oh, eommaaaaaaaa~!”

Jennie laughed out loud, covering her mouth as she watched him whine. “Jimin, it’s okay!”

“Why?” Rapmon asked as he watched. “Wow, this is a culture shock.”

“You guys never actually experienced this before?” she questioned.

“You mean to tell me you go on these rides all the time!?”

“Whenever I could, I would,” she answered. 

She got a kick out of the members' shooked expressions. Hopefully, their fear will dissipate and they find a way to enjoy the rides. 

Rapmon and Jungkook were the first to go on and then it was Jimin and Suga. Jennie went on it next with a small camera to film her reaction. Once the ride began, a big smile came across her face as she accelerated high up in the air. 

“WOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! YEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” she joyfully screamed.

After the ride, the members walked around for the next big ride. 

“What did you think of the first ride?” Jen asked as she walked with Jimin and Rapmon

“It’s scary because I’m aged,” Rapmon responded. “I need to keep healthy. My body is precious. Someone may suffer a heart attack.”

“Really?” she deadpanned, earning a soft laugh from the leader.

As the members got in line for the Goliath ride, some members complained about the dramatic scary music in the background while Jennie continued to be amused by their complaining.

Checking out the big ride, Jimin exclaimed in English, “Oh my God!”

“Hey,” Jungkook called out behind Jennie and she turned around to acknowledge him. “Want to go on this ride, together?”

“Absolutely!” she beamed, causing a big smile to appear on his face.

When it was time for them to ride, they sat next to each other. As the roller coaster slowly rode up to the top, JenKook could see the entire park from the top and even the parking lot.

“This is the fun part and where things get intense,” she said before the both of them yelled excitedly when they quickly accelerated down.

“WOO!” Jungkook yelled. “This is awesome!”

“I’m glad you’re having fun!” she yelled while the ride continued to twist and turn. 

As the ride went through a sharp turn, she clasped her hand with his, feeling the rush of the ride. Jungkook happily held her hand as they began to slow down, signaling that the ride was about to end. After the ride, the 97 Liners checked out their photos that were taken during the ride, laughing wholeheartedly at their weird facial expressions.

For the next ride, the members were in line and Jen noticed J-Hope on edge. She decided to hug him from behind to help calm his nerves.

“Ah...why am I here? I am innocent,” he exclaimed. “Do I have to ride? Oh my God.” he watched the roller coaster.

“Do you want me to go with you?” Jen suggested as she released him. “Here, I’ll join you this time.”

“That would make me feel a little better. So please, stay with me,” he responded, clinging to her.

Once they got on the ride, they sat next to each other, strapped in. The roller coaster began moving and J-Hope’s stomach dropped when they began to rise up in the air.

“Oh! Ooooh! Agk!” he yelled, shutting his eyes tightly.

“Breathe!” Jennie grabbed his hand but then he began to squeeze it tightly, causing her to wince in small pain. “Ow, ow, ow, not so hard!”

As soon as they went down, riding at a fast pace, J-Hope began screaming for dear life, “AHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHH! AHHHH! WHY!? WHY!? AHHH! AHHH! I WANT TO GO HOME! I WANNA GO HOME! AHHHHHHH!”

“WOOOOOOOOOOO! WOO-HOO-HOO~!” Jen screamed and threw her hands up in the air.

J-Hope glanced at her with fear. “PUT YOUR HANDS DOWN-AHHHHHHH~!” he continued to scream as they went faster.

After the ride was over, J-Hope looked dazed and dizzy and she began laughing and helped him walk to the exit. 

“You good, fam? You made it, you survived the ride, aren’t you happy?” she placed a hand on his shoulder.

“I don’t know. I fainted,” he responded and laughed. “Never again. Never. Let’s go! Let’s go home! Go, go home~!”