#shhhhh nobody should know about this

[echosoftheflower]

I feel like there is so much missed potential in this fandom when it comes to Jimmy's part in EVO.

Like yeah, Grian constantly pissed off the watchers by being too greedy and taking more than he should, and we all know it was Grian who was taken by the watchers after the ender dragon fight and made into one of them.

And we know that in the Life series, Martyn's character is spoken to and told to do various things for the Watchers and saved by the Listeners.

And Jimmy has some kind of Canary Curse that causes him to die first every time.

But, there is a lot more to this that people don't use simply because they haven't seen Jimmy's Evo series.

Most of my headcanon ideas are after my little recap of all the listener moments from Evo and you can skip to that, but if you have never seen Evo or never watched past Grian's POV it is pretty interesting and I think I summed it up pretty well.

----start of very long Evo Recap----

Back in Evo, the Watchers never really liked Jimmy or at points Martyn. This is seen when they get gifts from them representing the Watchers' opinions. Jimmy gets one of the worst ones (a chest with some gold and saplings, likely meaning 'room for growth') matched only by Grian's (a chest of coal with one diamond meaning 'diamond in the rough').

Martyn is shown to be disliked when later on he declares himself mayor due to Taurtis having left, his and Jimmy's Property Police station gets a meteor sent through it by the watchers. 

In Jimmy's episode 75 he and Martyn follow a strange noise underneath their destroyed station. They find the listener symbol in bedrock and signs reading 'There are some who watch, we are those who listen. Heed our melody, and await your first mission. Tell nobody." This is the first time we hear about the Listeners and we don't see anything about them again until Jimmy's episode 98. 

They had just defeated the ender dragon and had been told the news that "10 will become 9" and that they were taking Grian. In the end credits when they were told this, multiple members were mentioned by name for various things they had done, all except Jimmy.

In Jimmy's episode he spawns in alone. The spawn is destroyed and grown over and in front of him is the Listeners symbol. He finds a book in a chest simply titled "your mission" and 9 enderchests.

The book reads: "there are some who watch, we are those who listen. It is finally time for your first mission. Dragged forwards through time, your spawn old and rotten. Even in the end credits, your name was forgotten. Cruel are the Watchers who think they know best. For us please deliver each player a chest. SHhhh...."

He goes on to do as they ask,  one ender chest in each player's base. He is never told what these chests are for. Later the rest of Evo spawns in thousands of blocks away at the new spawn, they make their way back and find the Listener's symbol Jimmy had found is now a Watchers symbol.

The books titled "the future" read: "Our meeting was short and your victory grand, now 10 become 9 and you must leave this land. Our reasons are just, though you won't understand. Your actions have caused this, accidental or planned. Tread now to your homes, carry only what you can. Anymore will be drowned on and the sentence, a ban. We The Watchers Have Spoken."

They find the chests Jimmy had left them and inside is a note from the Listeners labeled "Greetings": "There are some who watch, we are those who listen, and we do not agree with their most recent decisions. 'Carry only what you can', what you deem best, We grant you more space by making use of this chest. SHHhhh....."

Later Jimmy finds signs from Martyn telling him what's going on and where to go. Jimmy shows caution and distrust towards the Watchers but follows all the same. 

They set up everything at the new spawn, but in Jimmy's episode 112, he noticed an odd musical ticking sound beneath spawn. He goes around to everyone's base to leave them a sign asking what it is to make sure they know about it. They all gather at spawn and find that it was the Listeners who did it.

Under spawn they find a book titled "Freedom" by the Listeners. It reads: "There are some who watch, we are those who listen, if you flee you'll be free and complete your recission. Single versions are slow, new adventures in store, come with us and we'll give you lots more to explore. Make haste through this maze as a portal awaits, make the choice quick and take control of your fates. SHHhhh...."

They make their way through the maze and eventually find the last portal. They all get ready to make the jump for the last time, and go through the portal. For most this is the end of Evo (Jimmy, Pearl, and Netty do Christmas specials but those are only 2 episodes) meaning that this portal was really some kind of escape.

----end of very long Evo Recap----

This means that not only had the Watchers always had a dislike for Jimmy, but the Listener always had an interest in him and Martyn.

There is also the fact that Jimmy was the one the Listeners chose to deliver the enderchests. Bringing him to the original spawn under the Watcher's nose for this task, giving out something that will later help get around the Watcher's decision. And the fact that he was the one to first notice the strange sound at spawn and then go and warn the others? or at least inform them of this allowing them all to eventually find their escape? 

It seems to me like Jimmy had long ago gotten a target painted on his back by the Watchers. With everything from

 1) going against them 

2) working for the listeners 

3) influencing others to go with him

4) they just generally didn't even like him beforehand.

By the time everyone escaped Evo it's a fair assumption that Jimmy is probably at the top of their list of problems.

So, when they make a new experiment with the death games and they have him there? Well, they can't have him staying around long enough to start figuring things out and influencing people, now can they. 

And speaking of warning others, he seemed to be so intent on warning the other Evolutionists against the Watchers. What would be a better punishment for going against them, for being one of the main catalyst in it all, then to be cursed to always be the warning. Cursed to always be the first to die, always gone before something big goes down, the Canary in the coalmine.  But no matter what his death warns of, there is no escape this time. The coalmine's entrance is sealed and no matter how long you last, soon everything inside will suffocate.

And maybe this feeds into Secret life where he mentions how the Secret keepers symbol looks familiar, or how he decides to team up with Martyn just like in Evo. 

Maybe him surviving a little longer in the games and coming back after death as a guardian angel is a testament to how the listeners are stronger in this season. An apology/gift to their first chosen for everything their actions had put him through. 

But that's probably just me making far fetched connections and reading too far into things. Could be cool though.

[fiction-is-life]

Dream Guy

Summary: You have a crush on your best friend’s brother.  A birthday present for the wonderful @haven247

Warnings: Underage drinking, fluff

~

“Shhhhh. He might hear you!” you slurred drunkenly at Sarah and Kie.  They laughed hysterically at you, making you join in as you forgot what you were concerned about.  

“(Y/N)!  Tell us what you looove about Rafe!” they cooed, still laughing.

You could feel your face blazing as much from the topic of the conversation as from the wine you had stolen from Rose.  You shrugged your shoulders, refusing to look at the pair of them.  “I don’t know.  He’s just so funny and confident and smart and tall.  He’s like the perfect package,” you gushed.  

Kie and Sarah squealed with excitement, conveniently covering up the sound of a floorboard squeaking as someone crept away from the door of the den.

~

You awoke to the feeling of being shifted, thinking Kie had kicked you again in her sleep.  Therefore, when you opened your eyes to find you were indeed moving, you started to panic.  A pair of strong arms prevented you from falling onto the stairs, and they brought you to stare directly into a pair of cool, blue eyes.

“Rafe?” you rasped.  You weren’t sure if you should believe your eyes or not.

“Hey, sweetheart, just go back to sleep,” he practically purred.  You could feel how his voice reverberated in his chest.  “I’m just moving you to Sarah’s room.  You’ll be comfier there and nobody will wake you up in the morning.”

You threw your arms around his neck and buried your head in his chest.  He was so warm and smelled so nice - like sea salt and citrus.  “Mmm, okay, can you carry me like this more often, Rafey?” you asked innocently, already falling back to sleep.

Rafe’s lips curled into the softest smile that he would deny to anyone had they been witness to it.  “Sure thing, sweetheart,” he whispered, laying you down on Sarah’s bed and slipping the cool covers over you, letting his hand linger in yours for just a moment before slipping away.

~

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[z-and-the-space-child]

my head is all currently midnight burger podcast so here's everything i like about this wonderful piece of media:

it's pretty fun and very funny!! i smile like an idiot on public transport and on my way to class at least once a day listening to this.

the characters are so. idk how to describe them but theyre so full of life and you can tell that they are loved greatly by the creator(s)

the WRITING. i could seriously pluck a quote from damn near every episode to carry me through the day. i don't need affirmations i need gloria to talk me through my problems.

i was doing a lil analysis of the themes in this show and i came up with "the best thing you can ever do is the best thing you can do right now" and it is FUEL, babey.

The el triste monologue. also just gloria being a POC and being proud of herself and her culture. there's a lot of cultural mish-mash in podcasts, so this is very refreshing.

It's very, very sweet and heartfelt. kind of like wolf 359 if they communicated more instead of dodging their issues until they came to a peak (love them for it.)

the PHYSICS of it all. i'm a physics/astrophysics major because i think space and looking at the stars is my lifeblood so i won't shut up about it. i don't want ava and leif (certainly ava) to shut up about it ever. HOW much reasearch did they have to do to get this kinda grasp on it. im in awe, i'm LEARNING actual things from them. i could go on. the gravity waves, the stellar nuclear fusion, the time dilation of it all. and all without using over-flowery language!!! i can actually follow a good chunk of the time. are we sure ava didn't take one of those science communication seminars. maybe 5 phds does it. when she and leif talk i vibrate like an electron in a lazer. wonderful.

star sequencing??? stellar nucleosequencing??? right up my alley. thats my kinda stuff. the romanticization of space, i've seen. the romanticization of physics, however, is not something i haven't seen in such a beautiful modern fashion. (Ie, not oppenheimer or even richard feyman)

and it's not too science-y to the point that they think they can't have fun. yes they discuss the implications of gravity waves and wax poetic about space and pulsars. (it beats for you, berts) but they have FUN! they meet their parents because they can. they get a plant drunk. there's an atmosphere(?????) around the diner that allows them to fly around and mind-numbing speeds and look at the curvature of spacetime and also sit on the roof. (I imagine the entire place is the temperature of a summer night.) they have a whole wild west planet. leif builds things inexplicably. how? where does he get the materials??? shhhhh don't question it just let him have the gravity wave detector. nobody actually knows what engineers do, not even engineers. let him be. also time crystals??????

ALSO ava being a woman in stem and being so blunt yet covert about it. she's been dealing with it for so long. why are all (recognized) physicists a)white b) men c) both. it's such a sucky thing to work into because of the outward appearance. ava is a proud mad scientist which i aspire to so much. i am keeping her in my little arsenal of people to think about when i don't want to study. (picture the do it for her meme but it's pics of ava) I don't think i aptly put how much i love her. i'm not all the way finished yet but i've heard she was forced to marry someone? i think it would be a thing for sure if she cheated on him. so many physicists cheated on their spouses (wives ): ) and i think ava should also do it. as a treat. if that's what she'd like.

when people have done bad, bad things but show/are capable of redemption upon reflecting on their past/current shortcomings is just something that gets me so much directly in the heart. the hiddenness of people. the tragedy. we contain MULTITUDES and this show demonstrates that so well. how they support each other! they are everchanging and that's good for them. Leif the engineer the ex criminal the diner cook.

leif exploding a man in cold blood. if i could draw i'd draw that. maybe i will anyways.

food as a form of affection/way to bond. grief. doing your best. making amends. using the time you have. death is inevitable but that's okay.

And if time and tide roil you too harshly, or diurnal courses leave you with no safe havens, just remember we’re out there, somewhere, lookin’ for ya’

they open at six

[m1d-45]

Asking The Important Questions and Answering:

-you still alive everybuddy?

~Yes, yours truly is alive, a year older for some time now already and suffering BECAUSE I'M MOVING WITHIN 2024!

-freshest news?

~i became an uncle/aunt for the 8th time, his name is (blank) and i'm VIBRATING! He's so tiny! And blonde and has these BIG eyes i wanna squish them! We're giving the parents a bit of themselves time but gosh i wanna gush over the wittle baby in person and not over pictures!

Anyways, do the people of teyvat celebrate babies?

We're celebrating in a few weeks!

-🥘Stew

waves!!!

minor spoilers for sumeru + natlan AQ, i use natlano instead of “” natlanese “”

1) i am still alive!!! somehow!!! however comma,

i am in college now!!! holy shit!!! and it has been HELL on my schedule be so fucking fr- i’m taking online classes and with the adhd you can imagine how that’s going (hint : bad). i’ve also just had a bunch of trouble that has killed my motivation (lotta personal stuff blah blah) and i’ve been falling back to less taxing blurbs rather than anything actually post-able. also as such i just have Not had the energy to answer asks,, i read them all and i love you everyone who sends them but i don’t wanna reply with the equivalent of “i ain’t reading that but good for you. or sorry that happened.” yk?

2) congrats on the new relative!!!! baby kids are WILD and i wish them good health.

for me… well, i’m finally getting a hold on things, and i can feel that i have more energy again, which i’m really excited about!! i’ve had some ideas SLOW COOKING for MONTHS that im very excited to serve!!! not really news though, just a Development,,,

(​yes it took me like 2.5 months to get a grip on things. it’s the autism. shhhhh)

for actual news.. uh, i learned that there’s a 10$ fee for getting locked out of your dorm! uhhh i have the object permanence of a d6, how obvious is it

3) i think like.. remembering that teyvat still uses oil lamps, of course they’re happy about children!!! different nations show it in different ways, though.

mondstadt is a very “it takes a village” city, so celebrations focus on allowing the parent to recover and preparing for their new life. lotta time off work and pages of advice, you know?

if mond is the present, liyue is the future. lotta focus on practices for good health — that vary between families, ranging from calming teas for the parent to necklaces with herbs tucked in the pendant for the child.

inazuma is… inazuma. post-decree lifting, though, things somewhat go back to normal adjacent. like liyue, it’s about a prosperous future, but in non physical forms. intangible blessing and faith over physical jade beads, you know?

the forests of sumeru are run by the akedemiya. wisdom does not take breaks, and neither should you. one brief event close after the birth is enough — the closest to modern baby showers. gifts given, the clock strikes, and that’s about it.

the deserts, however, follow mondstadt’s lead, especially in places such as aaru village. children are very communal, and even those without biological children are often parental figures. health for the parent while the child is raised with the others, the best childcare this side of the chasm.

fontaine is extravagant. for some of the richer families, lady furina herself would come down and personally wish the child well. lotta impractical, flashy gifts given over a too many days. it’s a social event, for those around the new family just as much as it is the child themself.

natlan is also very aggressively communal. nobody fights alone, after all, no matter the shape of their battle. celebrations consist of the tribe giving practical gifts, anything from clothes and food to a promise to be there when needed. specific preferences switch between the tribes — the people of the springs someone give seashell necklaces for good luck, the scions of the canopy a set of soft gloves, suitable for new skin while also sturdy enough to climb ropes with. natlano treat the parent the best, i think.

snezhnaya is small, private. close family and friends only, whispered prayers and tight, worried hugs. the everwinter is not kind, so it is made up for with the embers of what was once a tight knit community. they cannot give what they once could, cannot sing and knit and give blankets with blessings woven into the fabric, but they do what they can. they huddle around the fire, hoping against hope.

[kmp78]

JL and CL have never been included in the Thanksgiving festivities that CS has hosted for her own family (Why would either of them want to go to SL’s gf’s parents house for Thanksgiving? I never went to my son’s gf’s parents house for Thanksgiving? Why would either of them ever want to do that? Just for the record, CS is NOT currently Leto family, not engaged nor married),

SL and CS haven't been included in JL's mega-vacays or even red carpet events in the same town they all now live in. (Pretty sure CL does not currently live in LA but since I don’t spend my life researching these people I may have missed a move from New York to LA). How do you know SL with or without CS was not invited to every single red carpet event JL was ever at? SL is not the type that would enjoy such events in a million years and elect to go to them voluntarily. Exception of course when he was AT MULTIPLE RED CARPET EVENTS with CL the season his brother won his Academy Award, Golden Globe, etc. So shhhh about how a family should or shouldn’t act. It’s nobody’s business but theirs.

DID YOU FUCKING BLIND RETARD EVEN READ THE FUCKING POST????? 🤦🏼‍♀️

The Thanksgiving dinner I was referring to was hosted AT CARA'S AND SL'S HOME IN LA, YOU FUCKWAD!!!!!!!!!!!!

SHE INVITED HER FAMILY FROM TEXAS TO LA. 🙄

And exactly AT NO POINT did I claim that CL lived in LA or would/should have been invited to JL's vacays!!!!!!

BUY GLASSES FFS!!!!!!! 🙄

I clearly said SL AND CS WERE NOT INVITED!!!!!! NEITHER OF THEM ARE CL!!!!!

So shhhhh your own fucking ass, retard. 🙄

[cxncordia]

"Shhhhh..." Toño said to the other as he knew it was probably painful and Benjamin was holding back. He understood him, at one point he used to be like him, thinking that this was the only way to be a man. "It's okay. Let me just pull up my most powerful spell. One known by every Abuela in Mexico." A big grin came up in his face as he turned his eyes to the other. Without much, the Latino chanted something in Spanish as his fingers began applying the medicine. "Sana, sana, colita de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana." The sizzling sound was leaving behind a thin thread of smoke, but it didn't reach him as it was hissing against the inflamed flesh. This went on for a couple of minutes and then his smile grew a little wider. "Ahh, perfecto. I think you are going to be saved, friend. You get to keep your arm!" Toño took the rag from the wound and then dropped it on the clean water were the poison that had sipped inside the Hunter was dissolving. This little amount of poison was not harmful once neutralized.

"So," Toño said sitting back and looking at the wound which was already getting less red and swollen, "What were you doing? Fucking around with reptilians or insects? What was it?" Toño didn't even left the other finish. "No. I know. It was the zombie fish with mechanical arms right? gashunk, gashunk! Gotta be that." Now he was certain nobody was going to understand his amazing refence to "Gyo" from the comics. But he still gotta do it. "Any other symptoms I should be worried about? Light headed? Brittle nails? Red skin?" He paused. "I know we don't know each other that deep, but I care about you. And I would be sad if you were killed." Toño stared at the other and quietly caressed his face, making sure to push the sweat off his face. "Specially if you are killed by killer zombie fishes." A light chuckle left his lips.

Toño rolled 6 dice to apply the medicine. Difficulty 7. Results: { 9, 6, 9, 2, 6 } → Four successes! Toño applied the medicine with efficiency, recovering Benjamin. Thanks Frog Butt!

The only person Benjamin had never taken orders from regarding his health was his mother. For her sake and the sake of his mission, the young hunter listened to orders. If his injuries couldn't potentially kill him or cause him to lose a limb, he likely wouldn't have listened. Only a dumbass would turn down help from someone who knew a thing or two about healing. Stubborn dumbass but he eased up on his stubbornness for the moment. Ben's large blue eyes regarded the healer with a scrutinizing glance; picking up on some of the Spanish words he uttered. It wasn't a curse, and that was enough to have him moving out from the kitchen chair to the grungy living room. He listened to the small noises Antonio made as he prepared his things while Ben made the messy scene of peeling bandages from his infected, venom burned skin. Even three times a day, it still hurt like a bitch. Piece by piece it all came off, and Ben would have dumped it on the carpet had he not feared it infecting the healer somehow. It was folded and placed on the coffee table. When the other man entered the living room with his items, Benjamin peered curiously at them until more orders were issued. Thick lips went as tight as possible. "Yeah, yeah."

Again Ben listened; he positioned his body for proper care. Burning? Whatever. The hunter had worse, hadn't he? Regardless he gripped the sofa cushion in anticipation. His skin sizzled audible and it burned when the liquid spread. Ben kept his mouth shut tight to muffle the groan of pain. Skin felt like it was set on fire before a cooling sensation took over. It hit him to the bone of his shoulder, arm, and ribs. Throughout the process Ben kept his eyes opened. To shut them would be weak. He was not weak. Eyes looked to the ugly wallpaper of the room, the fibers of the carpet, anything to distract him. He began thinking of his mother and how she cared for him whenever he had a bad cold or a fever. "So, am I keeping it, doc?"

He spoke to distract himself from thoughts of his mother.

[saltbaek]

Would you rather have baekhyun propose to you in the middle of a sunny park surrounded by flowers or at a fancy restaurant with the question written on the dessert plate? ;)

Omg!! Thinking about this makes me feel dkajhds?? This is such a hard question! But if I were to really choose one, I will probably go for him proposing to me in the middle of a sunny park surrounded by flowers! ;w; Because then I will be able to see his face, his expressions, his little details, everything about him clearly rather than in a fancy restaurant…. also I can cry comfortably without getting weird looks by other patrons in the restaurant… LOL and I really think him asking me verbally will be so meaningful as the memories engrave themselves deeply in my heart, mind and soul :’)

[yanderesmythos]

🐍Yandere!Hekate(General) Headcanons🔮:

Tw: Loosely based on Salem's witches’ hunt, Mention of hanging, Corruption, Unjust persecutions, Mention of blood, Yandere behaviors, Unhealthy relationships, Manipulation, Codependent relationships, Slight gore, Conditioning, Drugging via magic, Divine punishment, Minor characters‘ deaths.

The conundrum they're currently in is gravely in every way possible. Thier coven and they are being hunted left and right, by the common folks .

They didn't know what to make of it. Anger at their ignorance, as they associate their beliefs to worshiping the devil and causing havoc.

When in reality, they wish no harm to anyone. In fact, they're peaceful and welcoming apart from those who indulge in dark magic to harm others.

So when a mass hysteria flooded the land, they became the scapegoat of the corrupted people of faith. Thus, they were picked one by one until few of them were remaining. Those few, including them, went into hiding to avoid persecution.

They've have been a devotee to Hecate since they're a young blood and were dazzled by the philosophy of the goddess.

Unlike her family, who worshipped Athena. Yet, they didn't mind. If anything, they supported them all the way.

They've have been raised with a loving foster family of witches, who took them in when they're left to starve in the cold wilds. Unfortunately, they hadn't survive the massacre.

They witnessed the trial, with tears cascading down their cheeks. As they watch their foster family that raised her with care being hanged with rope curling around their necks. Soon, their lives have left their body and cheers were heard. How could they cheer the death of other human beings? Don't they have any shred of humanity left within them?

Their heart was churning with boiling rage, soul poisoned with hatered, and hands twitching with the ill-intent to hex every priest they meet or will ever meet. They didn't fault the common folks, as they didn't know any better or did they have as much power as those "religious" institutions to resist their influence.

When the eventful day reached its end, they cried their heart out to the only person they knew well enough to care about them. Hecate. Usually, they'd offer lavender and pomegranate each day. Sometimes when they're bold and confident, a hymn of their own in her honor. However, today was grueling and cruel. Thus they were more desperate for her guidance. So, they offered their blood in hopes of invoking her presence. Yet, nobody came.

Sighing, they have bandaged their right wrist and then went to bed. Perhaps, she will answer them tomorrow. As they dwell haunted by the memory of their family in their sleep, a familiar voice was heard.

"Shhhhh, my lovely devotee. I see, hear, and feel your pain. It breaks my heart to see one of my most loyal griefing. I came here to warn and console you, that the village will be no more by tommorow night. I advise you to get away from as soon as possible. I'd rather not want you hurt."

I see Hekate as a smothering, manipulative, obsessive, and overprotective yandere. Her smothering/overprotective nature may stem as paranoia of seeing her beloved get kidnapped like Persephone. Ample that by tenfold, if a deity was after them. Or it could be due to her darling’s past misfortunes, which she will take care of immediately.

Hekate is neutral/ benevolent for the most part, unless aggravated. Harming her beloved, especially if they’re either weak or/and a witch, will definitely warrant her wrath. In some iteration, she is considered a child of Nyx. That should be enough warning not to mess with her. May-haps, turning her darling’s aggressors into mindless pigs will do or letting her familiars tear them apart and devour what’s left of their innards. That or ensuring they enter the burning hell that is Tartarus with slight convincing to Hades. Afterall, she works with him. (Alongside, Hermes and Thanatos.)

As much as she is to be reckoned with, she is still a woman of compassion. She took a pity at Galinthias, a woman turned into polecat due to her interference with Hera‘s plan to hinder Herakles birth, and adopted her as one of her familiars. I can see this happening with her darling, especially at the earlier stages of their relationship.

Whether they were abused in the past, or hunted down like in the scenario above. Hekate is an understanding person. So much, that it can be a vice in the future of their relationship.

As time grows, what started out as compassion reared into obsessive need to protect, to love, and most of all to keep them with her. How else would they be safe? How else would they truly be happy without her guidance? Simple, they couldn’t. Even if they could, she is shrewd enough to find a way that will make them gravitate toward her again.

Unlike other deities, she find the idea of punishments uncouth. In particularly, if physical and sexual abuse was involved. Hekate prefer to call it “persuasion”. That’s where her sympathetic nature turns into manipulation.

Perhaps her darling was misbehaving, then she will not answer them. Do not mistake, she is still there covering her presence with thick seams of magic. As much it tears her heart, she watches her darling‘s meltdowns apologizing and begging for her forgiveness. “Why. You do not need to ask. You already are forgiven, my beloved devotee.”

In some cases, she likely will use her magic to pacify or/and allude her darling into serenity and sleep. That way they don’t have to worry their little head about ”escaping” or seeking “freedom”. After all, it is better to succumb to a beautiful lie than to live a cruel reality. Wouldn’t you agree, my beloved?

[letsloveimagines]

Title: Crush

Pairing: Corpse Husband x fem!youtuber!reader

Collab with: @the-winter-sxldier-posts

Requested by: @unicornblood4ever

Request: Hi I just saw your request post for Corpse, so if you're still taking requests I have one. The reader have been on a losing streak, and Corpse tries to help. But accidentally rats himself out as the second imposter. With fluff if possible, of course only if you have time to write and everything.

Word Count: 3963

Warnings: a little angts and fluff, i guess?

Note: The images doesn’t belong to me, all the credits go to the respective creators. I only made the collage. Also, I will not make anything to make Corpse uncomfortable, if he ends saying he doesn’t like fanfiction about him, I will delete this.

Part II: Here

                                                            ♦⋅☆⋅♦ 

Y/N sat down at her gaming setup, she was getting ready to start a stream she had been invited by her friend Felix (aka Pewdiepie) to play among us with him, and some other friends. She made sure everything was in order before starting it. She had been doing this for so long, but each time it felt like the first, and there was always that little chill in her belly indicating she was nervous.

She got onto her twitter quickly, just to let people know she was live in case they didn't get the notification about it.  As people started coming in, Y/N smiled at the camera. “Hey guys, welcome to the stream.” She read one of the comments from chat asking what she was gonna be playing on stream today.  “Today we are streaming some “Among Us’ with some friends, and I am getting to who they are before you guys spam it in chat. I’m going to be playing with Corpse, Sykkuno, Rae, Felix, Seán, Lily, Toast, Poki and Leslie.” 

She joined the discord call, as the game loaded up. Y/N had her facecam in the middle on the bottom screen to make sure that she wouldn’t leak the code, once Felix sent it to the discord. Once the code was entered they were in the lobby and Y/N, went to the little mini computer in the game to customize her astronaut, and as always she was quick to pick the white colored one with the pink flower on her helmet. “Hey guys.” Y/N said to her friends in discord with a smile. Felix was the first to speak “Y/N finally you’re here!” She and everyone else laughed as he kept talking, excitedly. “We are still waiting for Corpse and Seán to join before we start, they’ll be here in a minute.” Everyone had said their hellos to Y/N as Seán joined the discord call and the game, followed shortly by Corpse. “Hey, Seán, Corpse.” “Hey, Y/N.” “Whaddup baby.” They both said at the same time making everyone laugh once more, as they all had their characters customized. Y/N’s face turned a few shades of red at what Corpse had said, and her chat was quick to pick up on it. “That is everyone, we are starting the game now.” She muted her mic after Felix had started the game and the black screen with the red astronaut, said shhhhh. Then her screen read ‘Crewmate, there are 2 imposters among us.’ 

She blew out a breath talking to the chat. “At least we can warm up as a crewmate this round.” 

But…

It didn't take much longer for her to get killed, which made her swear. She knew she couldn't trust Felix but she did anyway, and he literally stabbed her in the back… What a traitor. 

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The time passed faster than it should have, or at least that’s what it seemed to the group of friends who were just having fun. 

Y/N had now been streaming for an hour, and she was on a major losing streak. She either got crewmate, or voted out first as imposter because she was a bad liar. Or when that didn't happen, she was one of the first ones to be killed, and had to spend the entire game floating from one side of the ship to the other as a little white ghost, completing tasks for her team to win. To be honest, she was already a little irritated about that. They were now in the lobby talking to each other while waiting to start the next game. Y/N's nostrils were flared with frustration after another round of failure at being an imposter. She sighed, unmuting her mic."I just wanted to say that in all of these rounds I must have played a full 8 seconds! Like come on, what's wrong with me today!?" 

That phrase was enough to make the others burst out laughing, including her chat. The comments came and went so fast, sliding on the screen on her right side, that she could barely keep up. 

Sykkuno, like the blessed and pure angel he was, replied amid laughter: "Don't worry, you're just on a bad streak. Better luck next time."

"Yeah, I guess." She answered while moving her mini white astronaut in circles, being quickly accompanied by the black astronaut with horns on his helmet. Y/N smiled at that.

"Stop talking guys, I'll start the new round now." Pewds, who was the host, almost screamed at them. 

Y/N cracked her neck and her fingers preparing herself.

"Stay with me this time Y/N, and I'll protect you." A deep voice was heard through her headphones, causing a shiver to go all the way down her spine. 

"Oh!" She exclaimed surprised, looking at her chat that was going insane with everyone saying how cute that was. "Thank you, Corpse, let's do that."

"No problem." She could hear the smile in his voice. 

The game was started and the black screen with the red astronaut, said shhhhh. Then her screen read IMPOSTER.

Y/N quickly muted her mic, as soon as she stopped listening to her friends speak. "Okay, I wasn't expecting that." She commented to her chat, very surprised, because next to her doll was Corpse's own little character. "Well, maybe my luck is changing. Everyone heard that Corpse and I were going to be together, so at least now we have an alibi if anyone suspects us." Corpse danced around Y/N, suggesting she follow him, and immediately she did. They both went through the ship as he was looking for innocent astronauts for them to murder. They ended up in medbay first, where Y/N faked her samples task, with Corpse watching over her and making sure that no one would find their behavior suspicious. 

And, oh, how her luck seemed to have increased when Felix walked in. Y/N immediately pulled up the sabotage map and locked the medbay doors, and Corpse was quick to kill him. That made the girl laugh hard, yelling out loud. "That was just karma having its way!" 

Then both vented out as the doors were still locked. 

Y/N smiled talking to the chat. “Pewds is dead, next if the opportunity arises we need to get Seán. They are the two that always sus me out even when I’m a crewmate.” She went back to the game as they vented into electrical, since nobody was there presently. They both faked tasks in electrical, Y/N going first with Corpse watching her back. To her surprise, Seán walked in all alone and right as she was going to get her first kill, when Felix’s body was reported. She rolled her eyes. “Damn, so close to getting them both.” She said to her fans as she unmuted the mic, and saw that Rae was the one that found Pewds. 

“Where is the body?” Y/N questioned trying to keep her voice level and calm, to not give herself away. “Pewds is dead in medbay.” Was the answer she got from the other girl. “Y/N and I were in Electrical with Seán.” Corpse said, trying to immediately shift suspicion off of the two of them. “They were already there when I entered the room, however. I don't know where they came from before, though." 

"We came in through storage, after Y/N and I both did the trash chute, Y/N stopped at the gas can and then we came to the electrical to do our tasks." 

Y/N quickly muted herself. "God, Corpse is gonna carry us this round, I can already feel it…I just want one kill and that is Seán, Corpse can kill everyone else... I just want to kill Seán!" She unmuted again as the friends decided that they didn't have enough information to vote anyone, so they skipped and no one was ejected. 

Corpse danced around again for Y/N to follow him and she did. This time they went through weapons. Y/N faked the task against the wall while Corpse faked one as well. Y/N brought up the sabotage map while they waited on the kill cool down to end. 

Y/N  sabotaged the lights, and the two imposters ran over there to turn them on as a way not to give anything that made them suspicious.

"Kill someone, don't wait for Corpse." Y/N read the comments, confused. "I don't know guys, are you sure? Today I haven't won any games as an imposter, so I don't want to give any reasons to make my team lose.” Looking back at the screen of the computer, she smiled seeing that the two little astronauts were touching each other, eye to eye, in what would probably be a strange little kiss. "Awww guys, look! Corpse just kissed me, this is too cute to handle."

But there was something that the fans did not fail to notice, and were quick to tell her that.

                                           User: She's blushing!

                                     User: This is so cute, I'm dying.

                             User: UGH, I ship them together so much!

"Oh, shut up y’all." She said with her face on fire, clearing her throat trying to make her voice normal again. However, the pink tone that painted her cheeks did not want to disappear, getting worse and worse as she thought about it. “Okay, as much as I don't like it, I'm going to do what you said. I’m sorry, Corpse." And then she quickly ran away, going to another path separated from Corpse, looking for someone alone that she could kill.

Hopefully it would be Seán.Y/n would be the first to agree that she was a little obsessed with getting her revenge. But could you blame her? Seán and Felix were almost always the reason she got voted out or killed first.

She went around the map, and on the navigation she found Lily alone. "Oh oh, poor Lily, but I need to do this." She was quick to press the button, kill and enter the vent, leaving Lily's body cut in half behind.

"Quickly, I need to find someone to be my alibi! Where's Corpse?" She came out of a different vent, running and seeing Rae nearby, quickly joining her. It didn't take long before someone reported the body. "Oh no, I'm sweating already."

“Lily’s body was in navigation.” Leslie said.

“And Toast is dead too, so it was a double kill this round.”

"Where have you been, Leslie?" Corpse asked with such a deep and calm voice that if Y/N were not the other imposter, she would think he was innocent. “I was with Sykkuno in security, looking at the cameras.”

“Yes, I was with him.” The mentioned boy said.

“Well, I was with Poki in medbay but I needed to do the asteroids in weapons. So, when I finished in weapons  I went down, and found the body." Leslie replied.

"That seems a little sus to me, to be honest."

"Yeah, seems pretty sus to me too." Y/N repeated after Corpse, trying to help.

"Okay, wait a minute." Rae began, suspiciously. "I was with Y/N for a while because we met in storage, but she came from the right side of the map, I saw it."

"Explain yourself, Y/N."

'Oh no. Busted.' Thought the girl nervously looking at the camera. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and replied as calmly as she could: "Well, yes it's true, but I was in comms uploading. When I finished I left and that's when I found Rae in storage."

"It's her!" Seán accused.

"Definitely."

"What!?" Y/N asked shocked. "No, I'm not the imposter guys, I swear!"

"Y/N, stop, it makes perfect sense. I'm voting." She rolled her eyes, that is exactly why she wanted to kill Seán. 

It was then that Corpse interrupted: "It couldn't have been her, she was with me."

'What?' Y/N asked herself, 'No, I wasn’t. What is he doing?'

"But... You said you were with Sykkuno."

"I... Yeah, but before that I was with her in Comms, but I left to go to the Security."

"And what path did you take?" Rae questioned.

"I went through storage, then electrical and I went up."

"That’s impossible because I went down the left side, and went through electrical and I didn't see you."

"They’re both the imposters, oh my god." Was Seáns revelation. 

"No, we are not. What he said is true!" Y/N tried to defend. 

"I'm going to vote Corpse this time just for his audacity!" Rae exclaimed excitedly. "Then we vote for Y/N!"

"What!?" Corpse said shocked. "No...!"

But it was too late, and quickly his little bean body flew off the ship. ‘Corpse was ejected.’

The girl could do nothing more than gawk at the computer screen, still shocked by what had happened. "No!" She said when she muted the microphone. "The game is already lost. What can I do?" She questioned, guilty.

                                           User: Noooo! Poor Corpse.

                                          User: He was defending her :(

                              User: It's her fault that they found out he was the other imposter.

Guilt weighed on Y/N's heart and she felt saddened. Why did she have to ruin everything? "I know, I'll apologize to him when I can." She whispered to the chat, quietly, running around with her character confusedly. "What do I do now? Do I kill someone or do I play innocent?"

But at that time a meeting was called by Seán who was camped by the emergency button, and everyone got together to speak.

"Yes?"

"Well, we already know who the other imposter is. Are we going to vote her out or not?" He said laughing.

"Guys, please don't, it’s not me."

"Sorry Y/N, but you're the only one sus right now."

"What about Leslie?” Y/N tried. “She left Poki in medbay, she could have gone to navigation, killed Lily, self-reported and said she was in weapons!"

"No, don't believe her!" Leslie shouted. “She’s lying.”

"I know it's Y/N, I'm going to vote for her!"

And one by one everyone voted, and the game was over.

"Good job guys, we did it." The others celebrated while the girl almost pouted.

"What happened, Corpse? I’ve never seen you like that, well, playing so badly I mean." Sykkuno questioned his friend timidly.

There was silence from Corpse for a moment, before he simply said. "I don’t know.”

Swallowing hard, Y/N spoke softly. "Corpse?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry."

"Ehh, don't be. That's alright."

But that was not enough to erase her guilt. "You know Seán this is exactly why I was gonna kill you in the electrical, before Rae found Felix's body. You always sus me out even when I’m  innocent." 

“But you were the imposter this time!”

After a new game where she quickly died (Seán was the one who broke her neck and left her body in admin), the girl was quick to open Discord and send a message to the deep-voiced boy, who as much - as she didn't want to admit it, even more to herself - was her crush.

                                                           Y/N:     I’m so sorry I got you voted out, honestly, I feel so bad about it. I’m such a bad imposter.

                                                       CORPSE:             Y/N, It’s fine, really. There’s no need for you to feel bad about it ♥.

This put a smile on the girl's face again, and her chat was quick to question what was going on. She shrugged her shoulders and gave no further answer, Y/N returned to concentrating on the game, with the corner of her lips lifted in a half smile that she couldn’t control.

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Time quickly passed full of fun for the ten friends, and the thousands of people who watched them. Y/N didn't win any of the rounds, but she didn't care about it anymore. After another hour  of playing she decided to say goodbye and finish the stream, feeling the tiredness dominating her. She ate something and took a long and relaxing bath, which eased her aching muscles, and was already in her fluffy blue pajama pants, and was getting ready to go to bed when her phone rang.

Picking it up from the nightstand, she looked at the screen and gasped in surprise seeing who was facetiming her. A shiver ran down her spine. Shaking from head to toe, with her heart pounding, she quickly ran her hand through her hair making sure she was at least minimally presentable, before she answered it, saying nervously, "Hey, Corpse, is everything okay?"

The screen came to life, with her tiny image in the corner and the completely black screen dominating it. Of course he wouldn't turn on the camera, nor did she want him to do it if he didn't feel comfortable. It was already surprising that he actually called, since he has never done that before, and that was what made her even more nervous.

"I just wanted to check on you."  His voice came through the phone. 

That made her face heat up a little. She was thankful that the only light she had on was the lamp on her nightstand and he couldn’t see how red her face got. 

"Cute pajamas by the way." He said while laughing a little bit, provoking her.  

"Well, I would say the same thing, but I can't see anything."  Y/N provoked back.

There was a comfortable silence after that, a silence that the two of them seemed afraid to try to break. The girl laid down on her bed, curled up under her warm sheets, and looked at the black screen kindly, with her head resting on the pillow.

"So-"

"I-" They both said at the same time, and immediately stopped talking when they realized that. “Go ahead-” “You first-”  they once again said at the exact same time. 

Y/N tried to speak. She really tried. She was so prepared to tell him the truth, to tell him how much she was into him, that she was in fact in love with him… She was prepared to say that meeting him, and having him in her life for the past few months was one of the best things that ever happened to her. Y/N was determined to speak, but when she tried, nothing came out.  She stood there, opening and closing her mouth, sighing with a frown on her face. 

"What's up?" Corpse asked seeing that, with concern in his voice.

"Nothing."

"Y/N, you know you can tell me anything."

"I know that." And she really did, Corpse was a good friend, an excellent friend who was always there for her... And that was exactly what she was afraid to ruin with her confession. "You are able to make me so nervous sometimes, even when I think I'm feeling brave."

"Oh, yeah?" He asked, and she could practically see his smile, even though she has never actually seen it. She was in love with a faceless man and she had no idea how to tell him that. 

"Oh, shut up."

He laughed deeply for a long time, and that was enough to make her smile. Finally he stopped and said quietly, almost timidly. "I think what you wanted to say is exactly what I want to tell you."

Impossible, Y/N thought with a sad smile on her lips. I want to tell you how much I love you but… how could I? And who could ever love me?

"No, believe me, it isn't." “And how do you know it isn’t?” Y/N bit her lip a little unsure of how to answer him without revealing her feelings for him. “I-” But she cuts herself off, not having the courage to actually say the words. She pressed her face into the pillow to muffle the groan that came out of her mouth, at how much a coward she was being, but she mumbled out her response that was still muffled. “I just know.”

“What was that?” All he had heard were incoherent sounds.. She sighed, removing her face from the pillow not wanting to repeat what she had said, to save herself the rejection, since he couldn’t possibly feel the same way that she did about him.

“Are you really not going to tell me?” His voice broke through her thoughts. She sighed, trying to get away from the internal battle going on in her mind. “Y/N?” He spoke once again, breaking her out of her thoughts. 

“If I say it... everything is gonna be ruined and weird for us, and I don’t want that. Your friendship is so important to me, you're my best friend.” She ran a hand down her face, furious with herself. “How do you know that, if you don’t say it?” 

“Because I just do, okay?” Why couldn't he just let it go? "I-" She tried to say it out loud, once more. C'mon Y/N, just say it. "I gotta go!" She said quickly tried to end the call, but he wouldn't let her.

"No!" He screamed out sharply, taking her by surprise and then he did something she never thought he would do.

The screen, which was previously completely dark, lit up and his face finally appeared for the girl who loved him to see. Y/N sighed in shock, admiring all his features, from his ivory-white skin to his dark curly hair.

"I have a crush on you too." He confessed quietly, with a soft pink tinge appearing on his cheeks.

Did he just...? Oh my god!  

There was silence again, but this time it was a silence that had become tense and terrifying for both of them. Corpse was nervous waiting for her to say something, and she could tell. His mouth was pressed in a thin line, he didn't seem able to face her as his gaze traveled anywhere but to her, and he fidgeted immensely, touching everything within reach from the rings - that she saw he had on his fingers - to the chain necklace he had around his neck.

"Oh." She sighed softly, not knowing what to say.

He looked at her then, apprehensive and almost ashamed. "Ugly, I know."

"No!" Y/N was quick to interrupt. "You are incredibly handsome just… just as I always imagined." The girl managed to see a small smile appear on his lips as he blushed deeply.

"I..." 

"I’m in love with you too." She confessed, finally without fear. It felt like weight lifted off her to finally get it out in the open between the two of them.

Corpse’s eyes went wide, completely shocked but so, so happy. A huge smile full of shiny teeth on his face, as he focused all of his attention on Y/N. "You are?"

"Yes." She said blushing and smiling intensely as she snuggled up in the blankets, her face almost hidden when she looked at him dreamily.

"I-" He cleared his throat. "Good."

"Good."

"Great."

"Great!"

They burst out laughing, their voices mixing in hamornia. The two looked each other in the eye, separated by a mobile phone screen, separated by kilometers and kilometers... but even with everything that separated them, the world was not able to stop them from falling in love with each other.

"What do we do now?" He questioned.

"Well..." Y/N started. "We'll have to see, won't we? Why don't you start by giving me your address?"

Corpse smiled provocatively, his beautiful eyes shining maliciously. "Of course... But be careful now baby, the devil’s got his eyes on you."

Y/N laughed completely in love.

"Oh, shut up."

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[sardonic-the-writer]

c!Quackity x Reader

━"Godfather(s)"

━Quackity, Ranboo, Tubbo, Michael

━Tw: Fainting

━Notes: Welcome to another chapter created by both Beep and me. I'm thinking of inviting them to be my co-author but shhhhh. It's a surprise :D (Also this is a platonic one-shot)

━Song: "Russian" By Caravan Palace

Almost everyone knew Michael, Tubbo and Ranboo's adopted son. It was kind of hard not to after all. They were considered the perfect family to most people, some even envying the odd pair. Who people didn't know about however was (Y/n).

If you had asked any regular person walking through the streets of Snowchester, they'd look at you strangely before heading on without so much as another glance.

The young girl who couldn't be any older than 5 was found by the husbands on the coldest day of the year around Christmas time.

She had been leaning against a tree, her blue dry lips were cracked and bleeding from the cold, her skin pale with a small hint of blue underneath. It was a miracle she survived, but since that day she had been able to handle any cold temperatures. The tundra seemed like the perfect place for her, the snow allowing her to play outside like any child should.

Unfortunately there was always a downside. She couldn't handle the heat well.

It always managed to make her feel woozy and uncomfortable, even if it was just a normal summer's day. Shorts, sandals, and a t-shirt were almost always a must; as was a cold bottle of water. Ranboo and Tubbo spared no expenses when it came to their kids.

However, this climate sensitivity was the exact opposite for her younger (also adopted) brother. The small piglin named Michael could handle heat extraordinarily well, and though he couldn't swim in lava he easily handled the extreme temperatures of the nether without being phased.

The two siblings always got along well, and as they got older their bond seemed to grow with them. (Y/n) would help Michael if he had anything he needed picked up from town, and Michael would go through the nether to travel to places that were further away. Unfortunately for the children, their parents were almost never home and constantly working, but this meant they got to spend more time together, so they couldn't complain too much.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, the family had a day to themselves. No work, no chores needed to be done, no errands to be ran. It was just the four of them sitting in front of the living room with a various amount of toys and books scattered amongst the feet.

That was, until a knock was heard on the door.

Tubbo got up, saying he would get it, and (Y/n) trailed behind him. She walked slowly, but with a little bounce. After all, not many people showed up on their door-step.

Tubbo opened the door, but nobody was there. He looked at the ground through his fluff of hair and saw a single envelope. It looked official and propper, a real wax seal closing the seal with a custom logo on it. He picked the fine material up and looked over it, searching for a sender, but couldn't seem to find one. He looked at it suspiciously, but took (Y/n)s hand to bring her back to the family room anyway.

After sitting back down in his armchair, Tubbo signaled for Ranboo to come over to look at the letter with him. (Y/n) sat down to play with Michael, the toy train shining in the light of the fireplace. (Y/n) sweated from the heat coming from it. She ignored the fabric of her shirt clinging to her like a wet towel and played 'save the orphans' with Michael instead.

As Tubbo ripped open the letter and read through it from behind his children, his eyes widened in surprise, then squinted in suspicion, only to then smile in pure joy. Although she was only 7, (Y/n) knew something was up as she glanced back behind her.

She told her dad's she was going to the bathroom in the next second, receiving the response to go. Once she stepped out of the room she immediately heard them talking about the contents of the letter.

"It's an invite from Big Q to a Christmas party." Tubbo starts explaining, happiness in his voice. "He said mostly everyone in the SMP is invited, including our family." He said. (Y/n) didn't understand why he was that happy about the whole ordeal until he said,

"He also added that (Y/n) is invited." (Y/n) could feel her heart drop. She was invited too? How did he even know who she was?

I mean, the only people she really got to talk to was her family and Foolish, the nice man who helped build their house. Sure, he was energetic and tended to work for hours without rest, but he was mostly a chill guy!

(Y/n) had heard rumors of this so-called "Big Q" from her parents. He sounded scary, being the owner of a casino with a huge scar down his face. Her 7 year old brain pictured him as a tall, buff man with a lot of scary knives! He probably had a deep voice that scared anyone that heard it.. No way did she want to go to his party!

She ran to the bathroom, trying not to cry from fear. Surely her parents wouldn't make her go to this guy's Christmas party, right?

Well, that's what she thought at least. But here she was, in a red dress that was too hot for her liking, standing in front of a giant building with letters that she couldn't read. Another issue with her parents being at work most of the time, she didn't know many things about the outside world, or basic education. It was starting to become an issue as she got older.

She nervously held Michael's hand, keeping her eyes on her small, newly shined, black shoes. They made her feel hot as well. Overall her outfit felt stuffy and like she wasn't getting enough air.

"Hello Tubbo Underscore and the rest of the family!" A kind voice yelled, and (Y/n) looked up to see some kind of.. slimy guy. Actually, no, he was a slimy guy. He was green with glasses that were literally inside of his head.

He bounded over from a building with lots of noise coming from it, a strange see through substance oozing in his wake.

(Y/n)'s jaw dropped in shock, and she reached out to poke him when he got close enough. She giggled as a glob of slime was stuck to her finger. Ranboo slapped her hand away harmlessly and silently scolded her for being rude, but the man she poked didn't seem to care.

"Oh! Our special guest! Hello (Y/n) Underscore of Snowchester!" Slime guy said. (Y/n) quickly backed up to hide behind her black-and-white father.

Ranboo put a comforting hand on her shoulder, nodded at slime guy, and led the family into the Casino in the middle of town. The large building was mostly empty, except for a few people. She saw a guy with blonde hair and blue eyes, him seeming to be the most normal one in the group. That was, until he started yelling. (Y/n) quickly moved away from him when he yelled. Her dress fluttered nervously as she tittered off into a different direction. All the shouting made her squirmy.

She then saw a pretty girl with pink hair talking to another pretty girl with white fluffy hair, rainbow highlights, and.. ram horns?! She looked up at her goat-like father, back at the woman, and back at her father. They both had horns! Cool!

"Oh! Hey Big Q!" Her fluffy-haired father called out, and (Y/n) quickly cowered behind her taller dad in fear. She heard footsteps tapping the ground before a pair of expensive-looking shoes appeared in her line of vision. That line being the floor she refused to look up from.

"And look who it is!" She heard rustling, and then a face popped up in her sight. She squealed in panic, jumping and stepping backwards. "Woah, woah, calm down chica!" He exclaimed, a small smile on his face. (Y/n) could see his gold tooth in his smile as well as the cloudy grey eye and the.. huge scar!! The rumors were true!!

Quackity had on a closed eye smile, peering down at her with a large grin. He was probably the least intimidating he had been in a while, but to (Y/n) he was still the man with lots of knives.

The 7-year-old, in a panic, took off running. "(Y/n)- Aw, shit." Quackity sighed, face-palming. He knew he scared little kids, but he had hoped it wouldn't be that bad this time. He looked over the rest of the shocked family slightly more deflated, only to spot Michael looking up at him in awe. Quackity saw how half of the boy's face was a skeleton, and he ran his hand over his scar with a smile.

"Look, kid, we match!" He said happily. Michael let out a happy snort and pointed to his skeletal half.

Meanwhile, (Y/n) was stumbling through the crowd. Her head was spinning, everything was slowing down and speeding up too much. She was dizzy, and when she stopped to take a large breath to calm down, everything went black. Only a few seconds later she heard panicked voices all around her.

(Y/n) couldn't even open her eyes, she felt overheated and exhausted, she laid there in pain, clawing her shoes off and whimpering for her family. Her knees hurt from falling over, and she thought she hurt her nose. Everyone just seemed to be standing there, staring at her, and she burst into tears.

"It's so hot." She practically sobbed, talking to no one in particular. She just wanted the pain to end.

"Move over!!" A voice yelled, and the pretty lady from earlier ran over, poofy hair bouncing with every step. Not that (Y/n) could see, seeing as she were curling in on themselves with eyes closed tightly.

(Y/n) reached her hands out as a reflex when the nice lady picked her up, tears still running down her young face.

"I want dad.." she cried, gently grabbing onto one of the lady's horns. Resisting the urge to beam softly at that action, the woman looked around quickly and saw Ranboo running around in a panic. Oh, they adopted another kid? Wow.

Puffy rushed over, jewelry clacking along the way. (Y/n) had calmed down by then, her sobs turning into a runny nose and a wet face. As they reached Ranboo, she reached her arms out and hugged her dad who frantically hugged her back.

"Puffy! Thank you so much, we were trying to introduce her to Qua-'' He started rambling, but Puffy just smiled and told him it was no big deal. It was as if this had happened before.

After returning to her family, (Y/n) hugged Tubbo and Michael and then turned to face Quackity.

She sniffled loudly while taking a second look at him. This time he seemed a bit more closed off and quiet. His hands were behind his back and head tilted down at the ground. Almost as if he was a little sad.

(Y/n) didn't like sad people.

"I-I'm sorry for running off earlier! I thought you had a lot of knives!" She apologized, only hiccuping once. Quackity eyes scrunched up in confusion at the statement, but overall brushed it off.

"It's ok chica." He smiled, crouching to her height. (Y/n) almost backed away, but remembered how disappointed he had looked just a second ago. So she stayed.

"I just wanted to tell you that Ranboo and Tubbo decided to make me your Godfather. Well, one of them at least. The other is currently running a burger van, but that's not what's important!" He said, holding out his arms to pick her up. She hopped into his hands.

At this point, (Y/n) was warming up to him. His scar was beginning to look less scary and more cool to her. (Y/n) wondered what it would be like to run her small hand down it. Would it tickle Quackity? What would his laugh sound like?

"What I'm trying to say is that I'm basically in charge of you if something happens to your parents or they're busy with work-" (Y/n) gasped in excitement and efficiently cut his rambles off.

"They're ALWAYS busy with work! You mean you'll see me all the time!" Quackity looked between Ranboo and Tubbo with the slightest bit of disappointment in his eyes at the claim. Sighing, he turned back to (Y/n) with a smile.

"Of course sweetheart." He chuckled.

(Y/N) smiled back. "Cool! Can you tell me stories a lot? I like the ones about-" Ranboo rushed over and covered her mouth before she could say Technoblade, who she decided was her favorite person after he let her wear his crown once.

The pinkette oddly had not seemed to mind that she technically was an orphan. Must be the (Y/n) charm.

"..That's enough.." Ranboo laughed nervously, remembering Quackity and Technoblade's rough history. He took the girl out of Quackity's arms and thanked him for letting them come for the party. Tubbo picked up Michael and they all decided to head home, but not after a scolding for running away and then a check to make sure she was ok from fainting.

Quackity waved them off from behind. He enjoyed spending time with his god daughter and was looking forward to telling slime all about it.

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After getting home and sending (Y/n) and Michael off to bed, Tubbo and Ranboo sighed as they started walking off to their bedroom down the hall.

With a creak of the door and one more tired sigh, both of the men flopped onto their separate beds. A few moments was spent in blissful silence before the flick of the light made them jump.

"So, Quackity and I have to BOTH be her Godfather's? You know how much I hate sharing." A dark voice chuckles.

Both boys freeze in panic. They recognized that voice. The raspy tone, the dark tone...

"Especially when I have to share something as powerful as her."

Hehe cliff hanger bitches

Also, enjoy the double update I'm about to drop on you all haha

I'm so tired. I stayed up untill 2 am last night doing finals shit. Also, my school lit on fire today

2426 words

-WayToSarcastic

[gffa]

"She could have taken out Thanos on her own if he hadn't initiated a blitz.  I mean, nobody else came close."  "Well, I'd argue Captain Marvel came close." Yeah, yeah, emotional moment for Monica Rambeau, I was in pain and agony over it just as I was supposed to be, but also THIS IS BLATANT THOR ERASURE AND I WILL NOT STAND FOR IT. THANOS HAD ALL FIVE INFINITY STONES AND HAD THE GLOVE ON AND ABSORBED THEIR POWER AND THOR STILL KNOCKED THAT PURPLE GRAPE ON HIS ASS WITH ONE LIGHTNING BLAST AND A SINGLE THROW OF STORMBREAKER JUST WRECKED THANOS’ SHIT EVEN WHILE THANOS WAS USING THE INFINITY GAUNTLET TO TRY TO BLAST THOR AND IT DOESN’T MATTER IF THOR SHOULD HAVE GONE FOR THE HEAD OR WHATEVER, THE POINT WAS HE WAS ABSOLUTELY THAT CLOSE. Shhhhh, I know they’re talking about Endgame, not Infinity War, but I’M talking about BLATANT THOR ERASURE AND WE DON’T TOLERATE THAT IN THIS HOUSE. Listen, LISTEN, I came here from Thor fandom, I WILL NEVER FORGET MY ROOTS OR STAND FOR THIS OFFENSIVENESS

[blue-bluee]

Hey! Could you do this with Bokuaka ft Kuroo please?

"Abort mission, I repeat abort mission." "What? Abort what mission? All you were doing was introducing yourself to your neighbor?" "Yeah, and they're too attractive. I can never speak to them again."

Have a nice week!

“oh no I hope I dont fall”

Pairing: Bokuto x Akaashi

Warnings: Fluff ig

Summary: Bokuto has a crush on his new neighborrrr~ 

also kuroo’s there.

a/n: added a lil extra at the end hope u like<333 also sorry this took so long 

Bokuto was used to being alone. And he was happy on his own.

Even Kuroo, his best friend, knew that. 

So when Bokuto came to Kuroo red-faced and nervous, oh, he knew exactly what was happening.

“Who is ittt~” He asked, leaning forward, a cocky smirk on his face. At this, Bokuto turned tomato red and immediately covered his face with his hands, hunching over. He let out a faint scream, causing Kuroo to laugh.

“Shhhhh. It’s nobody.” Said Bokuto quickly. Kuroo raised an eyebrow-not that Bokuto could see- and smirked wider. 

“Oh, it’s somebody alright. You’ve never acted like this. Tell me, I’m sure I know who it is.” Bokuto groaned once more, humiliated to be seen like this. I mean, Bokuto??? With a crush???

Seriously, what is this.

“You don’t know themmm” 

“Well, if you stop whining and tell me who it is, then maybe I might!”

“How could you know them if they just moved here???” Asked Bokuto, puppy eyes staring up at Kuroo.

“Ooo, so it’s a new girl~” Bokuto flushed red. How was he even supposed to tell Kuroo that it wasn’t even a girl? That it was the cute black haired guy next door with glasses and messy clothes and-

What was happening to him?

“No...its not...” Bokuto said, his voice almost a whisper.

“oh?” Said Kuroo, his voice raising an octave. “Then who is it?”

“It’s my new neighbor... I just said. Literally a couple seconds ago. Were you listening?” Kuroo thought about that for a minute. He said it wasn’t a girl, but he also said it was his new neighbor, so...

Realization hit him like a brick.

“Ohhh, I see how it is...” He said with a smirk. Bokuto groaned once more. “Is he cute?”

At this, Bokuto finally smiled.

“Oh, he’s gorgeous. His messy black hair looks like its so soft, like cat hair. And his skin looks like its smooth as a seashell, and his eyes... oh wow his eyes. They’re like oceans. They’re so beautifully blue its unbelievable.”

Kuroo smiled. 

“Maybe you should ask him out.” Bokuto froze.

It seemed like hours passed in the few moments that were silent. Then Bokuto exploded.

“ME?? ASK HIM OUT? NO NO NO YOU MUST BE CRAZY HOW WOULD I EVEN DO THAT I DONT EVEN KNOW IF HE LIKES BOYS WHAT ARE YOU CRAZY??”

Kuroo played it off casually. “I mean, if you dont actually like him that much then you dont have to ask him out..”

Nothing from Bokuto. Kuroo smirked. Any second now...

“ALRIGHT. ILL DO IT ILL DO IT ILL DO ITTT.”

“Good. Now lets think about how we’re gonna do this.”

in short, having both Bokuto and Kuroo work on a plan was a mistake.

Pure disaster.

---

"Abort mission, I repeat abort mission." Said Bokuto, frantically running back into his apartment, slamming the door behind him. His face was once again tomato red.

"What? Abort mission already? All you were doing was introducing yourself to your neighbor?" Said Kuroo in panicked response. Bokuto was supposed to be confident about this!

"Yeah, and they're too attractive. I can never speak to them again." Kuroo facepalmed.

“Okay! Now we have to think of a new way to- wait. How did you even mess this up??? IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOOLPROOF!?!?!?”

Bokuto covered his face again and groaned.

“BO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE.”

“THE WORST. I WAS SO CAUGHT UP IN STARING AT HIS FACE THAT I DROPPED THE FOOD ALL OVER HIS CLOTHES AND RUINED IT ALL.”

“BOKUTOOOOOOOO WHYYYYYYYYY”

“I PANICKED OKAY.”

“NOW WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO OH GOD ITS ALL GONE TO HELL.”

“Excuse me?” Came a voice from outside the apartment. Bokuto peeked through his hands. In a second, Kuroo knew exactly who it was.

“Can I help you?” He called.

“Would you mind opening the door?” And of course, Bokuto ran into his room screaming.

Kuroo opened the door and let the neighbor breeze right past him. 

“KUROO HE’S IN MY ROOM HELP AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

“Im not sure what exactly you were trying to do, but perhaps we can go out for dinner sometime?” He asked.

“NEVERMIND KUROO”

Kuroo rolled his eyes.

---

“And that how i figured out I was gay!” Bokuto cooed to his son, decades later.

“We’re so proud of you for coming out to us, my boy. I love you so much, never forget that, okay?” Said Akaashi softly.

“So? Who’s the lucky boy?” Asked Bokuto. His son shifted in his seat uncomfortably. Bokuto’s eyes softened. “Hey, c’mon lil me, don’t be afraid. You don’t have to tell me, okay?” Still no words were spoken. Bokuto put his arm around his child. “I love you so, so much, never think otherwise, okay? Did you think I wouldn't accept you for being gay?” The boy nodded. “Well, I’m gay. And so is your other father. I’m your dad, okay? I’ll never not accept you.” He kissed him gently on the forehead.

“You’re my baby, and I’ll love you forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever-”

“Okay, Koutaro, I think he understands now.” Said Akaashi softly. “But your dad’s right. We love you for you, not your sexuality. You’re our amazing, beautiful baby. Thats all we need to have, okay?”

“Thanks dads...” Said their boy. “Also...”

“Yes?” Akaashi spoke softly.

“You guys are the best dads I could have asked for.” And they smiled, hearts happy and content.

[ratcatcher0325]

Nobody’s Fool (Chapter #1)

Hello G/t community! I’ve had this story rattling around in my head for too long not to post it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

I’m calling this the “Pet Universe” where there are tiny people about 4.5-6 inches tall who are kept as companions to humans, just like dogs, cats, hamsters and such… here we meet our main human and pet characters for the first time. Because I LIVE for that angsty, fluffy first meeting!!!

Next: Chapter #2

CW: Adult language, dehumanization, references to abuse, mild non-sexual nudity

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NOBODY’S FOOL

Chapter #1: Baby, it’s Cold Outside

[Eveline's POV]

The thumping and pounding of that awful house music practically made my teeth chatter in my skull. No way I could concentrate with noise like this. I felt blood boiling in my face as rage rose within my veins. It’s 3 am on a fucking Thursday! I couldn’t take it anymore, I rushed to my closet, wrestled out my broom and pounded on the ceiling, “Shut the FUCK up!!” My grievances were met with a muffled but undeniable “Fuck off!!” Alright, that was it, final straw!! I snatched my keys and stormed out the door. The biting cold whipping my face and tearing at my…. I looked down. I was wearing my goddamn house slippers in two inches of snow. Fuck! I grumbled to no one in particular.

That’s when I heard it. So minuscule compared to the thumping rhythms of the party above. It sounded like…. Like crying. Like someone crying, wailing, screaming. My blood ran cold. Shit. Was someone hurt? It was so muffled and soft that it seemed far away…. I paused for a moment. Should I go back inside and grab my phone? What if I needed to call 911? No. Better to find the person first.

“H-hello? Are you okay??” I shouted into the biting air and pounding noise.

The wailing had stopped. That made me even more frightened. “Hello?? Is someone crying?” I took a cautious step forward. Wishing now I had my phone for a flashlight. Another step. Another. And another. But then, when I lifted my foot to press it down in the crunchy snow, the screaming resumed, this time with muffled words attached, “NO! P—please, pl-please nnoo!!” It was quiet but it sounded like…. Like it was coming from directly underfoot…. I gasped, taking a step back and staring directly below me.

I struggled to identify just what I was looking at in the dark… but then I realized with horror…. A pet! Didn’t he belong to Claire? He must’ve fallen off of the balcony and onto the snow covered driveway in front of someone’s garage. He laid there twisted and broken, whimpering in pain. It seemed that the snow broke his fall enough so that the drop didn’t kill him, but I could see clear as day the pool of blood soaking into the pristine white snow around his side. And here I had almost crushed him underfoot. I was so glad he’d been strong enough to cry out. How long had he been here like this? Screaming and crying for help? What if no one had heard him? Surely he’d have frozen to death in the night, or been ground into the pavement by car tires in the morning. I felt like throwing up at just the thought.

“Hey little guy…. You had a pretty bad fall didn’t you? You poor little thing…” I reached down to try to peel his blood soaked body off the frozen ground. He immediately began shaking from head to toe, lacking in strength to get away from my unwelcome touch. “Shhh, shhh. It’s okay! It’s okay, little one. I know you’re scared. You must be so scared…. I won’t hurt you like they did, I promise.” He looked terrified out of his mind. As the pads of my fingers reached around under his shoulder blade and hip, he winced and writhed, tears forming in his little eyes. “Come here, shhhhh, it’s okay. You’re okay. I’ve gotcha now… you’re okay…” I kept repeating that over and over trying to make my voice as calm and warm as possible. Finally I was able to get all four fingers and my palm underneath his body.

Cradling his head and neck with my other hand I scooped him up and held him to my chest, trying to shield him from the biting wind. He weakly kicked and squirmed, but he could hardly move, as broken and frozen as he was. As I walked back to the inviting warmth of my apartment I could clearly smell the stench of booze on him. Had they gotten him drunk up there at that party? What a bunch of twisted bastards.

My home had never felt more inviting than this moment, when I stepped into its dry, warm and bright space. A shelter. A home. A safe haven from the storm. “Let’s get you warmed up, little fella….” I cooed, heading to the kitchen to find my heating pad. As I carried him back into the living room, I finally got a good look at the little creature I was carrying.

He was a handsome little man in his thirties if I had to guess. A shock of black hair, messy, with curls, matted and unkempt. His face was lean and his cheekbones seemed a bit too sharp while his eyes, large and brown, seemed sunken in. He looked emaciated, purple bags under his eyes. He was clothed in nothing but a white undershirt, now torn and stained with blood and loose fitting boxers. I was mortified. He must be halfway frozen to death!

He kept staring at me, eyes darting to every sudden move I made, as his whole body jumped. He didn’t trust me one bit and clearly expected his neck to be broken for any transgression. “Let’s get you warmed up, huh? How’s that sound? This’ll feel nice I’ll bet….” Very gently, I let him slide off my hand and onto the heating pad which was already warming up. “How’s that feel? Better?” He just sort of stared at me, still quaking. “You poor, poor, little guy….” I stroked his messy hair from his eyes with the pad of my index finger, he froze immediately, except for his knit brow and trembling lip. “Shhhh, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m just petting your little head…. It’s okay. Just relax, little guy. You’re safe with me.” He didn’t seem to believe me. Poor baby. What had happened to him up there?

The sounds of the world around me seemed to re-enter my consciousness as I heard the thumping raging on upstairs. He seemed to notice it for the first time, as he craned his neck to the ceiling high above him, cowering and shaking like a leaf. Maybe if I got some food in him he’d be a little more calm…. “I’ll be right back, okay?” He stared at me, eyes wide like a prey animal’s, before staring at his own body, pressing a hand to one of the blood stains on his shirt, wincing. I had to clean him up soon, but I didn’t want him kicking and screaming, afraid I was trying to drown him as I did so. I came back moments later with a warm bowl of leftover soup, the smallest spoon I could find and a napkin. “You want something to eat? Nice and warm? It’s very yummy. Beef and vegetables, delicious!” He definitely seemed to be getting warmer, as he was able to, weakly sit up, at the smell of food.

His eyes looked brighter, curious, but then he pulled away, shuffling against the heating pad as far as the arm of the couch could let him. “Awww don’t worry, it’s safe… see?” I ate a spoonful to show him. “You must be hungry, aren’t you, little guy?” I dipped the spoon in again, blowing on the contents. Holding the napkin underneath the spoon I approach the tiny man. He was backed into a literal corner, despite his best efforts to sink away from me. As the spoonful of steaming, fragrant soup was placed before him, I could see the deep hunger and desire for food threatening to overpower his fear. He flashed his brown, inquisitive eyes from the food back to me and back again. “Go ahead… you’re okay….” He swallowed hard, straightening his tiny body up a bit.

What a brave little soul! He leaned forward, opening his mouth, his eyes trained on me. I lifted the lip of the spoon to his mouth, tipping it ever so slightly, and there he began to eat, directly from my hand. My heart melted. This was just adorable! How could anyone in their right mind hurt a little creature as sweet and adorable as this?

“Good boy…” I breathed, as he greedily slurped up three spoonfuls of food. “That feel better?” I pulled the spoon back, as he wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked at me sheepishly, through his brows. Before casting his eyes down again. That was the closest to a yes, I’d gotten so far.

“Now, let’s get you a bath huh? We should get you all cleaned up, shouldn’t we?” I reached out my hands to hold him under his arms. I could see his whole body stiffen but he didn’t kick and revolt. Probably more so because he was afraid there would be a price to pay if he did. “You’re such a sweet little boy… Yes you are… you’re doing such a great job with me, I want you to know that.” He didn’t respond, just stared at his own hands, propped on the wrinkled skin of the knuckle of my thumb. I ran hot water into a plastic bowl, filling it with suds as well. “Let’s get these clothes off, okay?”

I pinched the undershirt between two fingers and started to lift it over his head. He let out a yelp. My heart fled to my throat. I’d hurt him! “Oh you poor thing! Did that hurt?? I’m sorry…” he squirmed and twisted from between my fingers. He was not a happy camper. My stomach dropped. Had I ruined what little trust I had built with him? I loosened my fingers around his body so that he sat only in my palm. He carefully, painfully, peeled the shirt off himself, it sticking to him with mud and blood. Oh. He wanted to do it himself. Using my thumb for balance, he stood on my hand, and took off his boxers as well. He stood there, balanced in the palm of my hand, fully naked, cuts and bruises all over his body, covered in mud, totally vulnerable and exposed. He refused to make eye contact, and his little fists were balled at his sides. His face flushed a bright pink. He was embarrassed.

Of course he would be. These little guys were pets but they weren’t exactly animals. They felt exposed when naked just like we did. As soon as I saw his total form, standing at his full height, I too felt a rush of blood to my face. He was… absolutely stunning, if not a bit underweight. I could see his little ribs poking out from under thin layers of emaciated muscle, but he was still a sight to behold in all his tiny glory. As he stood, precariously balancing on my hand, I guessed he was about 5 inches tall.

I snapped to, realizing I was ogling at someone else’s pet like some girl with a fictional teenage crush. He was a plaything, a companion, an accessory, nothing more. Sure, there were people all over the internet who made it their life’s work to make graphic and violent porn with the little humanoids like him, but, that certainly wasn’t for me. I cleared my throat, avoiding his eyes and his crotch, I focused on the water, as I lowered him down. “It’ll feel so nice to be all cleaned up!”

He clung with his right arm to the fleshy part of my thumb, as almost all of him except his shoulders, neck and head were submerged. Suds-ing up some body wash between my fingers, I carefully, gently, washed his body free of dirt and blood. I rubbed shampoo into his messy, mud caked hair and washed it out by pouring water from my cupped palm over him like some unnatural waterfall. He liked that the least, jumping every time it happened. “Shhh, it’s okay, little one. It’s just water. I’m just cleaning you up….” Soon, I was finished. Lifting his soaking wet form out of the ‘tub’, I surrounded him in a soft warm wash cloth. Patting him dry, and being careful around his scratches and bruises. He looked really scuffed up, with a large, thick bruise forming straight across his back from his hip on the left to his shoulder blade on the right. It looked like he had been hit with something straight and flat, quite hard. His hands and knees were scraped and bloody, he had bruises all around his ribs, from fingers pressing too hard into him. He had a big cut on his right thigh. He was in bad shape, but given the height of the fall he had taken, it could have been much, much worse.

I took bandaids from my first aid kit and cut them up to try to be small enough for him. I wrapped up his leg, knees and a few other spots where I could see raw skin. Then, I wrapped him back up in the towel, naked but at least bandaged up. “There you go… good as new!” I carried him back into the living room, where the sounds from the party were far more apparent. I placed him back on the heating pad and sat on the floor, my elbow propping up my head as I looked him straight on, eye to eye. Well, he still maintained a downcast gaze, uncomfortable under the shadow of a human being. I reached out and petted him on the head. He shrank away. I didn’t push it.

Finally I sighed. I knew I had done all I could do. I mean I’d probably saved his life tonight. But he wasn’t mine. He was my neighbor’s and I had to give her back her property. It’s not like she wouldn’t figure it out, she lived directly above me, after all. She was bound to see him eventually. I went back to the bathroom sink and picked up his adorably tiny shirt and boxers. Balancing them on my finger tip, I offered them to him. He snatched them out of my grasp, quickly putting them on. As soon as he was changed, I scooped him up in my hand, and laid him down, cradled in my palm, his legs dangling over my wrist, while his head rested on the pads of my fingers. He whimpered when he was snatched up, but stayed quiet and bashful cradled in my hand.

My heart hurt for him. If I returned him to the party upstairs, was I sending him back to a guaranteed death? No. No. I couldn’t think that way. I had to do the right thing. Maybe everyone was just drunk, maybe it was all an accident. After all, the second I met him I had been inches away from crushing his skull with the sole of my shoe! “Thank you for being such a good little guy for me…. I know that was scary for you….”

I bit my lip, wishing there was some way I could just steal him from my neighbor without feeling guilty about it. But no. I felt resolved. I gathered my keys, put on some real shoes this time and a coat and walked back outside. As I turned the knob to my front door, casting a glance down at the tiny life cradled in my cupped palm, I couldn't help but be curious to see what state his owner would be in when I knocked on the door.

[shotarofalls]

It’s Just A Plant Hyung

Pairing: Lee Heeseung x Jay Park/Park Jongsung

Genre: Smut

Word Count: ?

Summary: Jay wants Heeseung to try weed with him, and Heeseung agrees, as long as nobody knows what happened in that room.

Jay and his team were still in glee after winning against soobin’s team, after a while it was just him, And Heeseung , who wasn’t even on his team, Niki and Sunoo had school the next morning, while yeonjun left with his group.

“I guess we should head back to our dorm, it’s getting late.”

Heeseung commented as he sighed

“W-wait, I have something i want you to try.”

Jay said as he pulled something that looked like a cigarette but most likely wasn’t. The look on Heeseungs face changed immediately to a surprised one.

“I got it from a new dealer do you wanna try it with me for the first time?.”

“Uhh I don’t know about this Jay.”

“Come on, Hyung it’s just a plant.”

Jay spoke quietly as he crawled closer to the oldest, almost too close for Heeseungs liking.

“O-ok just don’t tell anyone.”

Jay nodded and winked as he pulled out a black zippo lighter, Heeseung got more anxious once he heard the lighter click open. Jaythen lit the blunt and brought it to his mouth, both men were quiet as Jay took a first hit of blunt and held it in his mouth till he felt lightheaded and blew the smoke out of his mouth till you heard a little cough.

“Your turn now.”

He said with a smirk and brought his hand to Heeseung mouth cupping his jaw and placing the drug between his lips.”

“Inhale like you just saw me do.”

Heeseung then inhaled and within 10 seconds later he exhaled trying to control the thousands of coughs the wanted to come out of his mouth

“Good boy”

Jay took one last hit and once he was done he exhaled in Heeseungs mouth, making Heeseung let out a quiet but noticeable moan.

“Something wrong Hyung?”

Jay said with a cocky smile making sure to exaggerate the word hyung

“N-no”

Heeseung stuttered at how close Jay was to his face

“You sure about that?”

Jay said as glanced down to Heeseungs pants that seemed as the zipper was gonna break. Heeseung seemed as though he wanted to cry, the drugs starting to take affect. Jays lips moving lower and nip and Heeseungs shoulder roughly dragging his teeth against his skin making the older moan louder then before. Jay moves his attention lower. Heeseung gulps hardly as he feels Jay suck his nipple until it hardens making Heeseung huff and gasp, his whole body chills as Jay moves to the other. Jay closes his teeth around the nipple and tugs making Heeseung throw his head back against the wall behind him, till he feels Jay stop to stare at him.

“How does it feel hyung?”

Heeseung nearly chokes at the way Jay turns the word Hyung into something so Lewd and filthy.

“Tell me.”

Jays says as he slaps one of Heeseungs nipples

“G-good, so good.”

Heeseung groans out. Jay tilts his head to the side and his eyes sparkle with amusement.

“Do you want to stop?”

Jay teases but still looks for any regret in Heeseungs eyes

“No, keep going p.....”

Heeseung start speaking but start whispering to quiet for Jay to hear.

“Pardon, what are you trying to say?”

Heeseung sighs harshly

“Please keep going.”

Jay smiles at that and leans in to kiss the older boy, his kisses are slow and drawn out.

“Jay, fuck please.”

Heeseung whines out.

“Tell me what you want Hyung”

“Everything.”

Jay chuckles as he looks at his Hyung

I want to bend you over, so I can prep that sweet little ass of yours.”

Heeseung gulped hardly while thinking

“Then do it.”

Jay then hurried to pull the Mans pants down and pushed Heeseung onto his stomach, he waited a a couple seconds before he started to lick around Heeseungs rim till he pushed his tongue inside and massaged around his prostate.

“Ahh your tongues so good.”

Heeseung moaned and push back till he felt two fingers shove inside of him.

“Jay!”

Jay fastly pushes his fingers in and out, the same as he would with his cock.

“I’m gonna cum.”

Heeseung gasps and twists his hips, pushing his self again Jays fingers

“Not yet, you’ll only cum when I say you can.”

“But Jay-“

“No arguing or you won’t cum at all.”

Jay says sternly making Heeseung more turned on then before.

“Are you still gonna cum?”

“N-no.”

“Why?”

“Because you said no.”

“Such a good boy for me.”

Heeseung felt himself crave Jays praising, and he became willing to do anything to get more.

“Jay...please, fuck me.”

“Shhhhh don’t worry I’ll make you feel good.”

Jay pushes into him so slowly it’s painful, and not because the older a virgin. Once Jays fully in they both moan.”

“H-hurts so good.”

The older says head tilted back with his mouth agape.

“F-fuck, such a whore.”

Jay starts biting a spot on his neck and thrusts hard, the shock jostling through Heeseung's entire body.

"O-oh!"

"Better than I imagined." Jay whispers darkly and licks his bite. He rolls his hips to a sickening beat and hits his prostate every single time. Heeseung feels like crying but stops himself just in time.

"Holy fuck." He gasps as Heeseung pushes back hardly, their paces matching. Jays grip on his hips is bruising as is the crush of his hips against his ass. Jays grip on his hips is bruising from the slapping of their body’s.

Jays precum leaks out more and more with each thrust, it runs down the back of his though leading to the floor causing a little puddle. He whispers little praises in Heeseungs ear.

“Heeseung, Heeseung fuck.”

"Has anyone ever fucked you before?" Jay hisses.

"No." He answers on a gasp. The noise that comes from Jay isn't human. The man grabs his chin and jerks his head to the side just enough for their lips to finally meet. It's not a gentle kiss; their teeth hit together and tongues desperate to touch.

The taste of himself in jays mouth has him sucking on the man's tongue hard enough to make him moan. Jay shoves his cock deeper and makes him whimper long and high.

"Take everything." Jay says and licks into his mouth. "Make me cum, hyung."

"Heeseung." He whimpers and braces himself. "Call me Heeseung."

"Shit that's hot."

"My name?" He says, unable to not laugh.

"I didn't think you'd ever let me call you anything more casual, And it's a sexy name."

"Weird."

"Heeseung hyungie." He purrs. "Heeseung." The way jay says his name makes his legs quiver. "Who else calls you that besides our company members.”

"Only my mother."

"Good."

"You're very possessive."

Jay smiled

“But, you like right?”

I like it. I really like it." Heeseung clenches around Jay and the two of them moan at the friction.

"Let me see you. I want to watch you." Jay pulls out of him and turns him around. The look in the man's eyes makes his heart race yet again.

All it takes it one hard thrust to make the two cum

"I like you, Heeseung hyung." He feels like he could pass out.

"I like you too." Jays eyes soften and he swallows hard.

[i-donot-forget]

“Anger Control”

Eldarya New Era OS Erika x Lance NSFW

This is the first time I write NSFW, in this story there is no love because it is difficult for me to imagine a fairy tale scenario between the two of them, so this is my vision of their relationship, which has feelings but nothing is ideal.

warning, NSFW content under cut

Leaning against the wall next to the council door, I sighed as I moved my foot insistently, I had been waiting for almost an hour to talk to Huang Hua, I was not hiding my anger, so at least no one who saw the rage in my face dared to ask me anything, unconsciously each gesture and movement I made was louder than the previous one, hoping that someone would listen to me and deign to come out and see what the scandal was… Hopefully it's Huang Hua, I was ready to yell at her everything that I was no longer going to keep saving and that she surely deserved, a thousand fights and imaginary discussions in my head gave me victory, this time she was going to listen to me.

My heart raced when I heard someone heading to the door, my hands trembled a little but I wasn't going to waver, when it finally opened I was left with my protest stuck in my throat when I saw Lance. I blew all the air into my lungs in disappointment, while he shot me a questioning look and then checked that there was not a soul in sight.

- What are you doing? -

- I need to speak to Huang Hua as soon as possible. -

I couldn't help clenching my jaw when I said her name and my hard tone made my humor more than evident. Lance didn't take that suspicious look away from me for a few long seconds, like he was thinking about something in particular.

- Can you tell her I have to talk to her? -

His silence began to exasperate me, he just stood there looking at me like i was speaking in another language.

- Will you just stand there? Do not worry, I'll do. -

I reached out to grasp the doorknob, but Lance grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the alchemy room that was right next door. Accompanied only by an infinity of compounds, elixirs, potions, ingredients and utensils, now it was me who was looking at him insistently confused.

- What are you doing? -

I stood a few steps from the entrance as Lance walked slowly observing everything and nothing, he took a long sigh and finally spoke with his back to me.

- Yes... regarding talking to Huang Hua, I don't think this is the time, you should think about it a bit before doing so. -

- Sage advice, I don't remember asking for your opinion. -

I only saw him from behind but I knew very well that he had a mocking smile on his face, the tone of his voice so serious and slow from him was beginning to annoy me.

- I think you have to calm down first. -

Oh no… I knew that tone well, he turned to look at me and his blue eyes were fixed on me with such intensity that I slightly lost my composure, my breath trembled, all with one look. I swallowed involuntarily, it is best to get out of here before...

- No, I will go talk to Huang Hua. -

Determined, I turned my back on him but when I opened the door I was completely paralyzed when I felt him firm footsteps approaching me.

- No? Since when did you have the wherewithal to contradict me? I said, you have to calm down first. -

Sensing his presence behind me sent a chill down my spine, Lance put his right hand on the door next to my face, brushing my hair and closing the door slowly, without making a sound.

- W-we can't be here... Huang Chu... -

- Huang Chu and Ewelein went on a mission a few hours ago. -

With his left hand he surrounded me and locked the laboratory from the inside.

- If Huang Chu is not here, we cannot lock ourselves here ... -

- Nobody knows yet that she's not there. These are the advantages of being Chief... -

He whispered those words in my ear, his breath caressed my skin causing me to sigh, I still had my hand on the doorknob, I couldn't move or didn't really want to move. He put his right hand over mine, lacing our fingers over the knob and dragging it slowly across the surface until my arm was fully extended over my head. An exclamation of surprise escaped my lips when with a quick movement he did the same with my left arm, he had me immobilized between the door and his body. My hands trembled under his grip, my whole being shuddered and surrendered to his will. He pressed his mouth to my ear whispering so softly it seemed to purr making my skin crawl.

- Come on Erika… Are you already shaking? And I've barely put a finger on you... -

He held my wrists with one hand as he lowered the other, brushing my skin, my arms caressing my breasts and every sensitive corner of me that he already knew so well. How do we get to this point? In which I let Lance submit me to his will and pleasure, strange how this was the only way we had managed to channel all of our frustration and resentment in a less... dangerous way, how our heated arguments have turned into sneaky encounters. I used him to release my anger and he forgot his stormy past by sweating in my arms, but of course it was just sex. Suddenly all my senses exploded and they concentrated on his fingers sliding down my crotch, my body twisted, letting out a sigh of pleasure as the heat began to take over my interior, I shuddered with each slight movement and I could feel how he enjoyed having me like this... pushing myself further and further to the limit, I could barely control my ragged breathing which quickly turned into involuntary moans that Lance seemed to feed on.

- Shhhhh, you don't want someone to listen to you. -

He accelerated the pace of my torture forcing me to press my hips against his, he released my wrists only to immobilize me again holding my hands against my back, trapping me even more against the door, I turned my head despered for the air I needed to reach my climax and Lance caught my mouth with his sending a wave of pleasure through my body that finally made me come.

My legs were shaking and I could barely stand gasping for air, I felt Lance release me from his grip even though I couldn't recover, so I couldn't resist when he turned me around to face him, or when he got rid of the garments that prevented him from melting into me, he hugged my waist tightly before getting up and looking into my eyes as he slid inside me causing a cry of pleasure that echoed throughout the laboratory I clung to his neck and hugged him with my legs feeling his whole body tremble, he put his forehead on mine and his gaze turned me on, his dilated pupils reflect that lust that had become like a drug to me, he began to press my insides increasing his rhythm so fast that he had to kiss me otherwise all the HQ would have heard me, I felt his grip grow stronger and savage, his gasping breath stuck to my neck tempting me to take him to his limit, it was only enough my hands were scratching his back, my legs pressing desperately on his waist and my voice full of desire calling his name for him to come inside me giving me a moan so delicious that it could only be improved knowing that it was only for me... and because of me.

While I was fixing my clothes and catching my breath, I was thoughtful for a moment looking at his backs that just a few minutes ago I was scratching desperately.

- What are you thinking? -

- Not at all ... I was wondering what this means to you. -

- This? -

I thought I saw him exclaim amused, I looked at him insistently so that he realized that my question was serious.

- Yes, this, I want to know what you think. -

- Well… it is, a liberating exercise. -

- Exercise? So am I like a gym? -

- What is a gym? It doesn't matter, my point is that we have sex, we get along better or at least enough to be able to work together and we both have fun right? -

I looked at him for a few seconds, analyzing his words, he must have felt uncomfortable because he completely avoided my gaze as I scrutinized him.

- Yes of course. -

- Well then, see you tonight? -

He looked at me with a half smile and a raised eyebrow, I wanted to see if he could keep that calm.

- Hmm, I can't tonight, I have... another appointment. -

- Appointment? I didn't know you had... -

- It's nothing serious, it's just a drink. -

- You don't have to explain. -

- Well, see you then... -

I passed in front of him with a smile, which he normally returned to me but not this time, he was staring at the door, thoughtful and very serious, almost annoyed. He was jealous? No... how ridiculous. I laughed to myself before leaving the alchemy room.

That night I was going back to my room accompanied by Mathieu, he had been insisting that the two of us go have a drink together, and when I could not refuse anymore, I was surprised to spend such a pleasant evening, we had drunk and I had laughed until I gave no more , I had not realized how much I missed having a conversation with someone who understood all, or at least most of my references and being the two of us alone, Mat showed me a much less extravagant side and let me know him a little more. At the end of the night I plopped down on my bed, which added to the alcohol made my whole room spin, but suddenly everything came back to focus when I felt a violent knock on my door, I jumped in fright and couldn't even stand up when Lance broke into my room.

- What do you think you're doing!? You can't come into MY room like this! What if someone sees you? -

- Is that what worries you then that "someone" will see me? Or that Mathieu sees me? -

- You're spying on me? -

- No... I was returning to my room when I saw him...-

- So you’re jealous. -

- What!? No! But if you're going to be with someone else, I'd like you to tell me directly. -

- But what? I'm not "with" Mathieu, we just taked a drink and talked, nothing more. -

- I already told you that you owe me no explanation. -

- And still it's the second time in the day that I feel like you're asking me for... Lance I tried to be direct, I asked you what this meant to you ... and I feel like I have to ask again. Lance What do you want? -

The fury in his eyes faded, as if now he didn't dare to speak, he who has never minded or hesitated to say what he thought, now was cowering in front of me.

- And then? -

- I-I… Erika I, I just want to be able to spend the night with you, sleep next to you and be able to leave your room in the morning no matter who sees me. -

His words took me by surprise, totally unprepared, without my defenses and under the influence of alcohol ... very bad combination.

- What's stopping you? -

- You are the savior and I-

- You what?

He kept avoiding me, avoiding my eyes. What was it that was so difficult for him to tell me? I wouldn't let him go until he told me.

- It’s n-not easy ... -

His voice was so muffled that I couldn't hear more than a whisper.

- What? What did you say? -

- That it's not easy Erika ... that's what happens, it's not easy for me... besides, you never wanted anyone to know about us. -

- Let everyone know what? What do we have sex? Well, sorry for wanting to keep my personal life private, and is it really difficult for you? I killed you? Or is it the fact that you killed me that "complicates" you so much? For you? What the hell do you think is going through my head then Lance? Do you have any idea how many levels I feel that what we are doing is wrong? I think I should hate myself, I swore to hate you and kill you, but of course... for you it is difficult.-

- I killed you and in return you saved my life ... -

I watched him for any trace of sarcasm in his words, that it was a joke and he didn't really think that.

- That I save you? -

- You should have saved him and instead here I am trying to ... -

He laughed wryly without ending his phrase while the crossed feelings that all this provoked in me were throwing me out of control leading me to choose the worst words.

- I did not save you... and if I could have chosen, it would have been him always. I would ALWAYS have chosen Valkyon over you, without hesitation. -

I felt as if all my emotions were stuck in my throat painfully, it was so much that it hurt, I turned my back on him feeling that I would break at any moment but it couldn't be now, not in front of him. I rubbed my arms with my hands trying to comfort myself, I just wanted him to go away...

- I know… -

A whisper from beyond the grave escaped his lips before Lance left my room, the sound of the door echoed between the 4 walls and suddenly everything looked darker and colder, I better go to sleep tomorrow I have a mission

[fancystudentpeanutpie]

I’m finally making that listener post I said I would. Also I finally figured out how to put the ‘keep reading’ thing on posts. 

The listeners first showed up in Martyn’s 61st and Jimmy’s 75th episodes. They were just fooling around when they heard note blocks. It was coming from a hole in the ground, which they jumped in. At the bottom, there was a small, broken looking room at the bottom. The floor was mostly sandstone, the walls and ceiling were regular, cracked, and mossy stone bricks. There were also iron bars, cobwebs, fire, and an iron door. 

After finding the hidden lever for the door, they went down a really small hallway with lava dripping from the ceiling. It led to a room made out of the same stuff, with the addition of small lava pools, the listeners symbol(made out of bedrock, not the lighter bedrock later used), and 3 signs. The signs read: 

‘There are some who watch. we are those who listen 

heed our melody and await our first mission 

Tell Nobody.’ 

Martyn wasn’t sure about not telling anyone, but Jimmy said they should. They decided to keep it to themselves “for now.” 

Solidarity: MY FIRST MISSION (ep 98) (Sept. 16, 2018): 

Unlike everyone else, who spawned at the new spawn, Jimmy spawned back at the old spawn. 

Spawn was very broken and overgrown with vines and leaves. But only within a certain radius of spawn. There also seemed to be a lot of randomly placed soul sand for some reason. In the middle of it all, there was a statue with the listener symbol. 

The statue was made out of dark gray concrete and wool, stone slabs, purple glass, and purple, black, gray, and white glass panes(mostly purple). This was also the first time the light bedrock was used. In front of the statue, there was a large chest. Inside it was 9 ender chests, arranged into the listeners symbol, and a book signed by the listeners, titled ‘Your Mission.’ It reads: 

‘There are some who watch. 

We are those who listen. 

It’s finally time, 

for your first mission 

Dragged forwards through time, 

Your spawn old and rotten. 

Even in the end credits, 

Your name was forgotten, 

Cruel are the watchers who think they know best. 

For us, please deliver each player a chest. 

SHHhhh....’ 

Jimmy interpreted the shh at the end as don’t tell anyone, so he decided to keep it a secret, and that he must obey the listeners because he doesn’t know what they’d do if he doesn’t. 

During the chest delivery, he pointed out that the townhouse had vines and boards on some of the windows, and there were some vines nearby, but everything around it was mostly fine. 

Jimmy didn’t notice, but beside the ladder to Netty’s base, there was a 2 block pillar made out of the light bedrock. it had a sign on it that said ‘Dig Down,’ with a cobweb in a hole under it. 

Netty: Back from the end (ep 95) (Sept. 16, 2018): 

(most people have a pov of this, but I decided to use Netty’s) 

They all(-Jimmy and Mini) spawned at the new spawn and went back to old spawn. It was exactly how Jimmy left it, including the ender chests, so they came after Jimmy completed his mission. But there was a big difference. The listener symbol was replaced with a watcher symbol made out of normal bedrock. The large chest had books titled ‘The Future’ and  signed ‘WeTheWatchers,’ arranged into the watcher symbol. They read: 

‘Our meeting was short and your victory grand. 

Now 10 become 9 and you must leave this land. 

Our reasons are just though you won’t understand. 

Your actions have caused this, accidental or planned. 

Tread now to your homes, carry only what you can. 

Any more will be frowned on and the sentence, a ban. 

We The Watchers 

Have Spoken’ 

They went to their bases and found the ender chests, which all had the same book right in the middle of it. It was labeled ‘Greetings’ and was signed by ‘TheListeners.’ It read: 

‘There are some who watch. 

We are those who listen. 

And we do not agree with their most recent decision. 

“Carry only what you can”, what you deem here is best. 

We grant you more space by making use of this chest. 

SHHhhh....’ 

Martyn admitted that he and Jimmy had come into contact with them, and nothing else important really happened after that. They just collected their stuff and left. 

I used Netty’s pov cause I thought I’d see something about the ‘Dig Down’ thing, and it was there, but she didn’t notice. I really want to know what that was about. 

Solidarity: EMPTY AND ABANDONED (ep 99) (Sept. 18, 2018): 

The 98 and 99th episodes were only uploaded 2 days apart, but there was canonically a 3 week difference(? it was some # of weeks). Jimmy said he spent the whole time in his apartment, not knowing what to do. He finally left, saying something about building, when he noticed that the listener symbol had been replaced with the watcher one. He then went to the property police station and saw signs left by Martyn, which he didn’t show in his episode. It reads: 

‘Hey dude! Morty here. So, the Watchers have said we need to 

move from this spawn. I think we got seperated after the dragon 

but don’t worry, I took all of our stuff with me! Grab any last 

things you need and come to 3069 64 -5825 <3′ 

This made him decide that the watchers were evil. He 100% believes that the watchers purposefully wreaked spawn themselves. (Don’t come at me if you don’t like evil watchers. Whether they are or not, Jimmy thinks they are.) 

Solidarity: THE MYSTERIOUS TICKING NOISE AT SPAWN (ep 112) (Nov. 11, 2018): 

About halfway through the video, he started to hear note blocks. He quickly decides to leave a sign at everyone’s bases, telling them about it. He also talks about being a messenger and immediately debates not telling anyone when deciding what to do, but that’s more of a Jimmy thing. 

Solidarity: THE MYSTERY BENEATH SPAWN (ep 113) (Nov. 18, 2018): 

(most pov’s have their own pov of this, but I only watched Jimmy, Martyn, and Pearls. I’m pretty sure that every pov has the same thing) 

The remaining evolutionists got together to investigate the noise, leading to a hole, similar to the one that started the listener stuff. 

It lead to a maze with an equally similar look. Very broken looking with sandstone floor and pillars, stone brick, mossy stone brick, and cracked stone brick walls with random iron bars. And, of course, the listener symbol made out of light bedrock. 

Zee found a book titled ‘freedom,’ and Martyn read it. It reads: 

‘There are some who watch. 

We are those who listen. 

If you flee, you’ll be free ad complete your recission. 

Single versions are slow. 

New adventures in store. 

Come with us and we’ll give you lots more to explore. 

Make haste through this maze as a portal awaits 

Make the choice quick and take control of your fates 

SHHhh....’ 

The rest of the video is spent trying to find the portal. The maze is just a bunch of almost identical looking rooms with hallways in between. Every room had the listener symbol in light bedrock, and seemed to use lava for lighting. 

The portal was a lot bigger than the watchers portals, and it skipped more versions than what the watchers usually did. Other than that, there wasn’t much to note. 

When they all finally got to the portal, they simply jumped through it and that was the end of the video, as well as the end of the listeners lore. And even the whole series for some of them. Barely any videos were made after it. 

As far as I know, that’s it. If I find anything else, I’ll update this post.