#so i just don't feel confident about this one💔

[deifyruby]

HI HELLO I LOVED NEMVEVO'S NEW VIDEO ON BLISS.

<can i trust minecraft's most evil player?>

this is a crosspost/compilation of all my freak outs/little ramblings about the video as i livetweeted it. 🫶🏻 i also expanded my ramblings a little more as i have had time to digest the contents. feel free to follow me on twt under the same un!!! i am more active there. :D

that was mugm's profile picture (on twt for a while). 🥀

something so so so ahhhhhh to me about how during prog 1 the brotherhood strived to become 'good' players, redeem themselves in the eyes of the other server members, just to have people (nemvevo) still doubting their morals, and to have other server members warn them about the brotherhood. and we know how it came to be like that, how they failed to unstain their image, but still. it was so futile. ^_^

wtf eas this ddisc shhjq78zyd8qt2o289c7eo2j3ikej????!3(?

THOSE WERE VILLAGER NOISES RIGHT 😭😭😭

WHICH GOOFY MF DID THIS 💔

also ecorridor spotted in chat. 🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻

every time i see them i just think of nemvevo cheating on dolphin with gopg 😭😭😭😭😭 i'm sorry that was just so fucking funny

my first impression of nemvevo btw

whatmax is such a spirit animal

(note: i don't remmeber why i said this but i trust myself)

PukiTV was smashed by Mugm_

this ur brotherhood? 🥀

"i just don't understand how The God Mace Guy is going to help someone else get a god mace."

😁 good question wyll. as dolphin's video is not out yet, and nem's didn't really focus on dolphin's own motives, i can't really say much. i just gotta guess, and i wanna make an educated guess before dolphin drops their monologue on the sitch!!!

dolphin doesn't really acknowledge this provocation. they go, "yep", and leave it at that. there is a possibility that this actually does get to them, given the little response wyll and napa receive in return. the great, feared mace user dolphin, scrambling at the powerhouses' beck and call to be able to get their hands on a mace one day— that is what wyll tries to provoke them with. but that guess is heavily reliant on how dolphin themselves see the brotherhood. in what light? do they harbor animosity? is it a neutral feeling given their allyship? but, i think it is a safe bet to say that dolphin sees through the attempt to poke at their pride, and deems it unworthy the effort to engage them in any way deeper, that is— until wyll starts engaging nem, their teammate. which brings me to the next little rambling i made.

"if he (mugm) loses nem then he loses me too."

FUCK MY DUO SHEJAJKQKQKWOWL DIE DIE DIE THEY NEED TO DIE (it's been 16 hrs and i still feel unwell about dolphin nemvevo duo).

at this point, dolphin fully locks in this verbal spat to defend her teammate. wyll essentially calls nem a expendable pawn to the brotherhood, whose worth does not measure up to dolphin's in their eyes. this implies that one day, some day— dolphin will ditch nem for a 'mightier, better' team: the brotherhood. in a place where being less skilled means you have less leverage against other players, there is nothing nem can do if dolphin ever decides to leave him for bhood. nem visibly pauses, the sound of the click of a photograph being taken; wyll's words forever clipped into his mind, becoming slow acting poison. he becomes quiet, unsettling music that conveys his dread starts playing. nem only chimes in one "yes" to dolphin defending his place in the brotherhood.

nem then gets in a vc with dolphin and confides his worries, tells her that he believes what wyll said was realistic and, to his apprehension, possible. dolphin really fucking locks in here and reassures nem in the best way possible. the unsettling music is still there, nem still has that conversation running in the back of his mind like repeating tapes, but there is nothing he can do about it, and he needs to move on.

but, OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOD it's being called an expendable pawn, and your teammate saying that if you are abandoned, they will leave with you. it's them leveraging their own 'value' in order to protect you. it's having someone willing to ditch a comfier, better, more reputable place to be with you, and it's being expendable to everyone but the one who actually matters!!! his teammate!!!!!! I HAYE THEM I ONLY HAD NEM AND DOLPHIN DUP BUT 12 minutes (16 hrs as of crossposting) BUT IF SMTH HAPPENS TO THEM IM KILLING EVERYONE AND THEN MYSELF

i'm sooooo normal about dolphin and her relationships with her teammates across different servers. very normal. i hate her!!! YOU ARE INDEED MINECRAFT'S BEST TEAMMATE. ☹️

also, napa and wyll defend their allyship with whatmax and lezy by saying that they came to them because they hated the brotherhood, and that they didn't recruit anyone. but that is just like nem and dolphin, who came to the brotherhood in the first place because they had grudges with the rest of the server, who had killed and jumped them time and time again. that's why it's so ironic, and let's you see such a beautiful cycle.

(this is the part where i put a disclaimer: i forgot about a lot of the bliss videos i watched, i could be 100% getting sum wrong rn. feel free to correct me, be kind about it. <3)

i think it really goes to show that no one's really 'sinless' in this place. you are all just as guilty as the next one, it's just a never ending cycle of killing and blaming. because someone needs to take the blame, someone needs to be the villain to the hero, because this server thrives on conflict. conflict is rewarded. which ties into the brotherhood's attempt at redemption really nicely. 😁 they were trying to appeal to people who had sinned just like them.

i feel like. forgiving and redeeming the brotherhood would have meant acknowledging their own faults as well. but uhm i don't know what i'm talking about i may be yapping a whole lot of nothin but that's okay we ball ♥️

also i will forever love this tug of war about mugm's morals. it's so fascinating to see mugm from other players' perspective because their own biases and circumstances and just, the role that mugm takes on seems to influence their conclusions at the end of the video. and it begins again. people still question, people still test. for someone so infamous— many people wish to see the good in you. ^^

and i think in part, the server contributes to it too. this tug of war is a byproduct of the server's circumstances and happenings that aren't necessarily related, but all tie into the story in some way or form. this server needs an antagonist, needs that conflict like blood runs through their veins.

i'm yappin too much eueueueu. mugm is such a creature i'd keep him in a jar to study if i could

also the god forsaken poppies omgg soomeone take poppies away from these guys.

bro has 0 ping.

these guys always get caught xraying for the dumbest shit 🥀 wdym coal and zombies.

the fire alarm 😭 r we being deadass .

what the fuck . a talking gem . bro.

W animation though. big big fan of them looks at kaboodle and boomie videos.

lezy deadass has the survival instincts of NOTHING.

the way i see myself in his shoes 💔💔💔 my survival instincts are just not there either i got cooked so bsdly last time.

?

anyways.

i do wonder why lezy did this. was this a suicide mission or a psychological tactic

2It was BAIT IT WAS BAIT NEMVEVO PLEASE Lock TF IN

holy arrow cannon it took my goat out. </3

we lock in again, because throw back to the conversation with wyll and napa— here, nem's suspicions peak. but nem is helpless to it, to the rhythm of the game and the crushing waves of their tsunami. he resigns to it, sticks it out anyway. here i thought about 'the sunk cost fallacy'. you've already gone too far, stained your image too much. sticking it out with more powerful people is your only option. good luck with that, nemvevo. ^^ is what i said, and it worked out for him!!! yay!

anyway holy yap holy yap i really loved the video if u couldn't tell. <3

[roukabi]

The urge to delete my 2 ao3 fics and finish them privately and never show them to anyone ever is growing very strong...

[mit0bee]

ℍ𝕌𝕊𝔹𝔸ℕ𝔻!

Calling the twst boys your husband!

Characters: Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia

warnings: fem!reader, no beta we die like men, yuu!reader, harassment (leonas part), pre-book 7 malleus

a/n: hi im very sick take this unfinished work from my drafts (I PROMISE ILL MAKE MORE OF THIS I JUST CANT LOOK AT A SCREEN ANYMORE 💔) plz tell me if theres any inaccuracies since i do not have the energy to read it through

also it got glitched out this morning when i tried to use my phone to finish it so now theres bullet points everywhere

It wasn't actually intentional when you called him your husband, more of a spur of the moment thing.

During a (n unwilling) adventure to Sam's, a guy had come up to you. Of course, being the mysterious transfer from another world had garnered you some popularity. One such consequence were people like him.

"Hey. You're that transfer girl, right?" The boy asked. He looked like a badly designed sleazeball from a basic anime; dyed hair, quite a few piercings, and a look on his face that just screamed incel.

"Uh. Yeah." You looked between the milk you had in your hand, the guy, and Leona, who was out of earshot, eyeing a selection of meat Sam had on display. "Why?" You could practically feel the dread in your gut. He obviously wasn't trying to be friends. Or, at least, not the good kind of friends.

"I was just wondering..." Smirking, he took a few steps to close the gap between the two of you, "Some of my friends and I were going to have a little party down in the woods behind the school. We could use some entertainment."

"Er...." Your head tilted downwards in fluster. This guy didn't seem like the type to take no for an answer. Even if you tried to pull the 'I have a boyfriend', he probably wouldn't listen, "My.... husband and I had plans." You blurted out. It was a split second decision, but there was no way this guy would go after a married woman. Right?

"Oh, husband." You shot Leona a look; one that begged for help. He turned from where he had been very focused, and noticed the sleazy guy pestering you. His ears flattened against his head, and his expression shifted from curiosity to irritation. "Come over here."

The nameless guy looked very close to pissing himself when he saw just who you were referring to. The Leona Kingscholar. But he had a wife? Since when?!

"Oh. Uh. Him?" The guy asked, almost unbelieving. There was no way someone like him would be tied down. He could barely go to class, much less commit to someone!

But, as if by fate, the lazy lion gave a smug smirk and rested his hand over your shoulder. "What's up, wife?" He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the crown of your head. "This guy buggin' ya?"

You smiled knowingly, "I don't know. Are you?" Your tone wasn't one to be underestimated. All three of you knew what was going down. The only difference between You and Leona, and the guy was that the guy couldn't do anything to refute your claim.

"N-No, ma'am!" The guy stiffened, which made Leona let out a huff of amusement, "I'll be on my way now!" He announced, running off with his tail between his legs.

You and Leona were left in silence for the next few moments, both of you not wanting or having anything to say. It was Leona, though, who broke the silence.

"Husband?"

"I don't wanna talk about it." You faced your lover with redder cheeks than before, "He was getting on my nerves, and it was the quickest way for him to leave me alone." You sighed, your eyes trailing from Leonas emerald ones to the wooden floor of the shop, "I know we haven't talked about it. Sorry..."

Leona rolled his eyes at your change in demeanor. You went from confident to bashful in only the span of a minute or two. "Whaddya talking about? I never said I wouldn't mind getting married, so don't apologize." He stated, keeping his arm around your shoulders.

"Wha...?" You gazed back up at him with shock, your mouth slightly ajar. You would accept him not wanting to get married, and it was a real possibility you had prepared for in the past. Now he's stating he might want to?

He didn't explain further, and opted to (surprisingly gently) lead you out of the store. "Let's go." He said, "I'll get Ruggie to finish the trip."

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"Sam. What is this?"

"It's a wedding present, my little imp!" Sam presented you with a large purple box. It had a glittery black ribbon tied into a perfect bow at its plateau. "Don't think I didn't see what you and the Savanaclaw housewarden were doing in my shop a few days ago!"

You took the box carefully. Knowing Sam, just about anything could be inside. It could be the best thing you could ever receive, but it also could be a load of crap you'd never use.

"Look here!" Sam lifted up two items from inside the box. One was an iridescent stone, while the other looked like a black ticket with gold accents. He held out the stone, "This one is a lucky charm! Perfect for newlyweds, right?" Then, he held out the ticket, "And this gets you a 1% discount at any Sam's Mystery Shop locations in all of Twisted Wonderland! Terms and Conditions apply."

You smiled, but felt the irritation in your body growing. You and Leona weren't actually getting married. It was just a topic of discussion now. But, the items might come in handy around Ramshackle, and you'd take all the help you could get. It wasn't like everything would be useless, right?

You decided to grit your teeth and bear it, "Thank you, Sam. Really." You let him place the two items back in the box, "We'll be sure to use all of this." You quickly turned on your heel to escape.

"Oh, and tell the kitty I said hi!" He called out as you left. Once you were gone, he placed a hand on his cheek with a sigh.

"Ah, young love."

Azul has a lot of business partners.

With all of those partners comes lots of exhausting meetings. His only escape from all of it is you.

Though, that doesn't mean your opposed to playing a prank or two on him to lift his spirits.

Azul dropped down onto his (your shared at this point) bed, and you couldn't help the snicker that you let out at this rare side of him.

"Rough day?" You asked. One of your hands dropped from your book to find purchase in his hair. He let out a relaxed groan, slowly moving his way from the side of the bed to lay on top of you.

"You wouldn't believe. Dozens of grown men and not even one can solve a simple problem." He sighed, remembering the horrid, stale meeting he had to endure, "They're leading me to believe most landers are like this."

You closed your book with a crisp clap, setting it on the safe right by his bed. Instead, you devoted your time to messing with his well-kept hair. "Not all of them. I'm an exception, right? As your wife?"

"That's true-" He paused, your words sinking on him like a heavy weight. His face exploded into a coral pink, and he inelegantly picked himself up onto all fours, looking into your eyes with confusion and maybe a little glee. "What...? Wife..? As in- Us?" One of his hands frantically pointed between the two of you.

"Unless you don't want to get married to a foolish lander." Pouting, you knew he'd take the bait. Hook, line, and sinker. "It's fine. I get it. Species racism, you know?"

Desperately, he shook his head. "No! That's not it at all!" He brought his face dangerously close to yours, "I just wasn't expecting it." As if realizing how close you were, he averted his eyes from yours, "...I was supposed to receive my grandmothers ring. After graduation."

After such an honest confession, you felt your resolve for the prank crumble into a million pieces. You wrapped your arms around him tightly, earning a surprised yelp from him. "Azul!" Is all you could manage to articulate.

"....Y-Yes, my love?" His voice was muffled from being so close to you, but you could still hear the worry in his tone. It didn't make you feel any more calm, though, and you squeezed him even harder.

"I think we need to get married right now."

"What?!"

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The next morning was surprisingly uneventful. The only thing you could notice of slight difference was the weird looks you got from the twins, and the slightly softer way Azul treated you. It was only that evening that everything shifted on its axis.

You were waiting in Mostro for Azul to finish with some contracts. Not wanting to bother him, you waited in the main dining area, lone in a booth. Only lone for a while, though, as the aforementioned Leech twins came strolling up with knowing smirks.

"So..." Floyd started, "Miss Ashengrotto, huh?" He sat right next to you, "You apparently had a whole spectacle last night. Very romantic."

"Just make sure you both don't forget us as newlyweds." Jade engaged in the teasing too, but didn't sit nearly as close. "We'd be very lonely. Right, Floyd?"

"Yup. Anyway. Baby names."

"Huh?!"

"Floyd Junior has a nice ring to it."

"Or Jade Junior."

"What are you three talking about?"

"........"

"We should leave. Come on, Floyd." Jade stood up, taking Floyd by the arm and dragging him out of the booth.

"Yeah. Have fun, lovebirds."

"So..." You smiled sheepishly, "How is my fantastic husband doing?" You said, just loud enough for anyone in the immediate vicinity to whip their heads around and gawk.

"Please." Azul chuckled, "I'm good. How is my beautiful wife?"

"Ready to give you a baby." You whispered.

"Slow down!"

on one of the rare times idia actually went out of his room, it was for this limited deluxe edition of a game he had been waiting for for months.

problem was, it was an in-store only promo. if he wanted the game, he'd have to endure the stress of other people.

if only to make the trip a little less painful on his cortisol receptors, he decided to invite you to join him.

the store was packed. like the only reason the two of you got in was because you had waited there for at least five hours before it opened.

even then, it took another hour or two to actually get to the checkout with two copies of the game in hand.

it was at the checkout that the incident happened.

after being out and waiting for almost half your day, you had obviously gotten bored.

and what better cure for your boredom than to play a silly little prank on your unsuspecting boyfriend?

"You two excited for the release?" The clerk asked. He looked obviously exhausted, but kept a weary smile and his tone light. "I hear this ones better than the prequel. Bugs and cheeses have all been patched."

You nodded enthusiastically, deciding that now was the time to enact your totally thought-out plan, "Yup! My husband and I are going to have a little gaming date. Right, Id-" You turned to your boyfriend, stopping your sentence midway through. He looked like his entire brain shut off, hair lit up a bright pink and his face dusted with a blush to rival even the reddest tone. If he was a cartoon, he'd have steam coming out of his ears and the top of his skull would come up like a geyser.

"I- Um- My-" He couldn't even utter a single sentence. "My wife-" He gestured to you. Eventually, he gave up on even trying to articulate himself, slammed the required thaumark bills on the counter, and made his way out of there as quickly as he could. Unceremoniously, he shoved you (with surprising gentleness considering how clumsy he was being) into the passenger seat of his rarely used car, and quickly turned to book it into the drivers seat.

The two of you sat there in silence for a minute or two. His expression was unreadable, and you couldn't tell if it was upset, excitement, or anxiety.

He finally broke the silence with a mumble. ".... -married?"

"I couldn't hear you, hun. What'd you say?"

"I said.... -get married?"

"My love. Please speak up."

"I SAID, DO YOU REALLY WANT TO GET MARRIED?!"

"......."

"........"

"What...?"

"You know. Because I'm not very marriage material...?" His statement was more of a question, and he turned away from you in shame, "I mean, there are all of those princes at NRC. SS+ level otome MMC's."

"Idia."

"I was just thinking you'd rather them."

"Idia."

"I mean, there's, like, a million of them." He fiddled with the bottom hem of his hoodie in embarrassment. God, if he could just hide in a hole forever-

"IDIA!" You snapped, taking him by the shoulders and forcing him to look at you, "I don't want them. I want you." Putting on your best comforting smile, you leaned over the gearbox to press a chaste kiss to his cheek. "I woke up at five A.M. for this. If that doesn't make it clear that I'd want you and only you, then maybe me saying it to your face will."

If it was even possible his hair got even wilder and even pinker. It was a miracle it didn't set everything in the car on fire. "A-Are you sure...?" He half-whispered, half-squeaked.

You nodded, placing a hand on his cheek. Your other hand rested on the gearbox so you could lean closer to him. "Dead serious."

Idia's cheeks lit up pink, and all of the blue that had been slowly returning to his firey hair vanished, being replaced by the previous pink once more. "L-Let's just get back to NRC..." He managed to mumble out.

Malleus wasn't the most expressive person. When a simple upset could smite an entire family, the benefits of feeling anger or ecstasy paled in comparison to the concequences.

That wasn't to say he didn't have his moments, though.

Your plan was simple; when Malleus least expected it, you'd call him by the sweet nickname, and watch his head explode. Or, at least, show some more feeling than slightly pleased or slightly upset.

The two of you were walking the halls of NRC almost ritualistically. It had become a routine for Malleus to meet you outside of your classes and escort you to your next one. He was so dedicated that not even most urgencies could prevent him from seeing you. You had asked him a few weeks prior on why he was so devoted, but he only responded with a cryptic 'it's my duty'.

Arriving at your classroom, you leaned up and pressed a quick peck to his cheek. "Thank you, husband." You whispered. You expected him to react in a giddy manner, but quite the contrary, he only reciprocated your smile and leaned down to kiss your forehead.

"You're welcome, my wife." He smiled just a little more than he usually did. "I must get to my own class. I'll see you afterwards." And with that, he waved off a confused you.

He didn't even seem to be bothered by the nickname. What's more, is that he called you his wife! Last you checked, you weren't married! Was he just playing along? Or was he trying to retort your prank in his own way? You were supposed to be pranking him!

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Your mind raced with possibilities for the entire time you were in class. It got so bad that Trein had to reprimand you in front of all of your peers. But, in your defense, how were you supposed to focus?! The only solace you got was the dismissal bell, knowing you'd be able to see your fae lover once more.

When you exited the class, Malleus was waiting in front of the door as per usual. He unconsciously and unintentionally was splitting the student body in half like a stone in a river. They avoided him as best they could, knowing full well he was here for you.

"My beloved." He strode his way up to you, the black current of people moving in reaction, "Was your class satisfactory?" He took your hand in his. The two of you had a little extra time now in your schedules due to your paired spare periods (courtesy of the oh-so generous Headmage Crowley. He was definitely not intimidated by a certain dragon fae into it. No sir, no ma'am).

"Mhm." You peered into his eyes thoughtfully, trying to read just what exactly had happened earlier. If it had been a prank on his part, surely there'd be some evidence of amusement, right? You stared like this all the way into the courtyard, where he finally noticed with a furrowed brow and slight pout.

"Something is troubling you."

Oops. You were caught, "It's nothing. Really." You tried to soothe his worries, but your attempts were in vain and only made him worry more.

"You're lying to me." He stopped in his tracks, causing you to turn to face him. He crossed his arms in an almost childlike fashion, "You shouldn't be trying to suffer alone. As your husband I have a duty to help you, do I not?"

With his final sentence, you couldn't help but sigh. You obviously wouldn't get answers from him by just staring. He was as straight faced as a stone cold killer.

"....Can I ask you a question...?" You requested hesitantly. Maybe it was just nothing. If the two of you were just in an unspoken prank war, it might be best to not bring it up.

"Yes." He answered instantaneously, almost before you got your question out. "Anything."

"Are you calling me your wife as a joke?" You blurted out the entire question at once. Luckily, the courtyard was mostly empty to protect you from your blunder, but it was nonetheless embarrassing, "I mean, I was doing it as a silly little prank. Then you did it too. You sounded so serious when you said it, too." You averted your gaze, wanting to look anywhere but at your lover. In your peripheral vision you saw him grow more confused than worried now. Rather than his brow being furrowed in concern, it was furrowed in thought.

It took a moment for him to speak. He tilted his head, as if it would help in deciphering the code you just tossed in his face, "We are betrothed, are we not? We haven't had a wedding yet, so we aren't in technical terms husband and wife. But, you have begun to call me your husband. In turn, I assumed you wanted me to refer to you as my wife."

You froze. He thought you were what? As far as you could remember, he didn't give you any indicator as to being engaged up until now!

"Hold on." You were so confused and shocked that your embarrassment ebbed away quickly. You looked him up and down. Were cameras going to pop out from behind a bench? A tree, perhaps? "I wasn't told anything about being engaged. When did this happen?"

His tone only grew more confused now, "A few weeks prior. You were accepting my courtship advances. The necklace you received was one of betrothal." He stated simply, "It was one from my personal collection, and you accepted it. Is that not a common proposal where you're from?"

"NO?! Malleus, where I'm from, people propose with a ring and ask if they will marry them!"

".....I see. This is quite the conundrum." He placed a hand on his chin, "Am I to cancel the wedding plans, then?" He looked almost sad at the prospect. You could tell immediately that this was something he had been planning since that night he gifted you that silver necklace.

You sighed again, this time bigger and heavier, "....I mean..." You didn't want to let him down, but it all felt too fast! "Maybe don't cancel them persay..." His mood drastically improved at your words. Optimism was a powerful tool, and he was using it right to his advantage.

"Maybe we can do things from my culture now?" You continued, "Once you propose in the human way, then we can start planning our wedding together." You thought this was a fair compromise. He already proposed with fae customs, but you weren't exactly ready to rush into a wedding dress. If things could be held off for at least a few more months, you'd have time to adequately settle into the reality.

Your words didn't come close to deterring Malleus. He nodded with more enthusiasm than ever. "I shall dedicate myself to the education and study of human ways. I will plan out a human proposal posthaste." He looked at you with a fire in his eyes. One you hadn't seen too often, but enough to recognize, you knew what it meant. He only got this look when he was so hellbent on succeeding that it'd take all of Twisted Wonderland to prevent him from reaching his goals.

You'd let out a monster, and you knew it. All you could do now was pray for your survival.

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A few days later, you were chatting casually with your regular quartet of Ace, Deuce, Grim in the cafeteria. But, your comfortable conversation was abruptly interrupted by a scream.

"HUMAN!!!!!!" You jumped at the sound, immediately recognizing it to be only one person.

"Sebek? Is something the matter?"

"MY LORD HAS DECIDED TO PROPOSE TO YOU ONCE MORE!!!!" He exclaimed, his volume far too high even in the large room. "YOU MUST LOOK THE PART WHEN HE APPROACHES YOU!" Without a second beat, he started dusting you off, nitpicking your appearance down to the lint on your shoulder.

Being friend with Sebek long enough had let you into his mind. You knew he was happy for you, and just expressing it in his own unique way. He had long since come to terms with your relationship, and had even come to support it (again, in his own way).

"Hold on..."

"No way..."

"Huh?!"

All three of your friends in front of you had gaping mouths, utterly shocked. They all yelled at the same time, their tones fearful and confused.

"My henchman..."

"You, of all people..."

"Prefect is...."

"GETTING MARRIED?!"

Oh lord. This'll be fun to explain.

[midnite-c6]

thanos and namgyu putting your bed in between theirs 🙏🙏 even if you chose to stop playing the game they are still making you go to the circle side to sleep and perhaps that night they could change your mind about the next time you vote..

this trope is js the best fr in another life im an X picker and these two teach me to b obedient to their requests💔

thanos & nam-gyu imagine !!!!!! pt. 3 💓

warnings: 18+ DARK content, noncon, sa

pleassee read at ur own risk

soooo, they're literally like dogs tryna chase you, even to as forcing you to be next to them : "shitheads, no matter what, i'm still gonna pick X. i'm not gonna be easily convinced." you tell them firsthand, and they both laugh to themselves

"she obviously won't listen to us, you think her stupid brain could handle it?" nam-gyu complained to thanos, annoyed by how thanos was so persistent in making you switch sides. you scoff since he wasn't so quiet in saying that either, "hey, fuck you, you think I'M stupid enough to play again? don't wanna die than-" "shut up, cunt." nam-gyu cuts you off, placing his hand on your mouth to shut you up, the cold metal of his ring grazing your warm skin. your instant reaction was to bite him, "agh- i'll fucking kill y-" "calm down! everybody chiiiillllll." thanos, like a saviour, stopped nam-gyu from hitting you. "i'm sure we can all have a fair agreement, everybody gets what they want. right, pretty?" thanos turned to look at you, pushing his face awfully close to yours. "and what i want iss.... you." he stares directly into your eyes, that creepy smirk with eyes you KNOW isn't sober at all.

"you could scream and cry all you want, but you know noone in this room would be bothered to help you, girl." nam-gyu whispers into your ears whilst thanos carries you to the bathroom..

nsfw beloww ＼⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠／ ->

you were now naked, your sweaty body laying on the filthy bathroom floor, noone could hear your cries for help when nam-gyu's cock forces you to deepthroat him, his hand pulling on your hair to further be balls-deep inside your mouth.. you'd choke on him, saliva dripping all over his dick and your chin. you couldn't scream... and you couldn't fight it either, if it weren't for thanos' stupid, rough hands wrapped around your arms, pinning them to the ground, your legs placed on his shoulders as his tongue laps up and down your folds.. you try your best to wiggle away (even tho its impossible) and thanos notices, "don't even.. don't even try to pretend, baby." you could feel him smile against your pussy, that sensation leaving you to moan against nam-gyu's cock. "been trying to suck in all your juices, pretty, and.. they just keep comin' out..." thanos mocks in a baby voice, "you're dripping... so you're actually a slut...a whore, huuhhh, not that cool, confident typa girl?" you cry, but.. why did you like the sensation? his warm tongue in and out of your cunt. at this point, the ecstacy that was in his mouth was getting your pussy high. "m'not into whores like you," thanos frowns and slides his' tongue up against your clit, biting it harshly, which made you yelp in pain, causing you to lightly bite nam-gyu's dick. he hissed, roughly slapping your face. "bitch!" he pulls your hair to face you, "do that one more fucking time and i'll speeden up your death, fuck." thanos' fingers came on cue, middle and ring finger plunging inside you, making you speechless, mouth open to nam-gyu's comment. he just takes it as an invitation to stuff your mouth again, leaving a low groan at the action.

"y'know dude,," thanos looks up at nam-gyu, "maybe we should keep her, after we win." nam-gyu scoffed, flicking your forehead, "you think you deserve to live, huh?" thanos chuckled, rubbing his fingers against your clit, he doesn't care if it felt good, you were just a toy afterall, "think about it.. she feels good, right? she'll be good for in the long run, trust me, man." "pft." "trust me! her cunts still tight, anyway, right princessssss?" your visions blurry, your will to live gone, still, atleast you're useful to someone or two, two of the most evilest dumbasses you'll ever encounter in your life.

[owe-143]

you’re contributing greatly to the fandom I praise you. Anyways-

Either one. Cuddle chat with the saja boys or comforting them I need fluff for lease and thanks! Have a good day/night!

Comfort buddy<3

A/N: HAHA, THANK YOUUU. I really loved this movie. Like I need to contribute. Have a good day/night as well and ty for requesting (i already did cuddling head cannons so I chose the comfort one! also kinda a character analysis-)

Warnings: none I believe

Fluff☁⭐

Saja boys (seperate) x Reader!

Jinu!

-He makes it quite obvious when he's bothered or not doing well

-will lean on you figuratively and literally

-be patient with him. He'll eventually open up

-and when he does it's an entire vent session

-he needs you to reassure him that everything will be okay

-even if he doesn't believe it himself. Hearing it from you is enough

Abs

-doesn't often show that he is vulnerable and wants comfort

-usually does things out of the usual to signal he isn't okay

-I think he's extremely insecure and needs reassurance all the time

-NEEDS HUGS. CRAVES THEM💔

-compliment him. make him feel good about himself again

-don't forget to make him laugh. memes or jokes or whatever. just get him smiling again<33

Romance

-will literally have the worst anxiety or panic attacks

-he gets overwhelmed really easily so like be super patient and calm

-getting him a gift will definitely lift his mood

-acts as if the world is ending so you have to bring him back down

-gets pissed off with his emotions easily. like help before he throws something😭

-watch movies or shows together. Specifically something funny or relaxed

Mystery

-this man is silently fighting his own demons I swear

-Doesn't really understand the way he feels most of the time so he will ignore it until he finally crashes out

-first comes to you for reasons, like why the hell does he feel not good

-stroke his hair or hold his hands

-oddly very emotional when his feelings catch up to him. will be sobbing into your shoulder

-hold him real close. cuddle him tightly and make sure he knows you're there

Baby

-claims that he is fine when clearly he's not

-you sorta have to give him space before eventually comes looking for kisses and hugs

-give this man food, he'll be better in no time

-that confident facade eventually breaks where he explains all his worries and just needs you to listen

-will pout like a toddler while you coddle him

-maybe childish, but do something like colouring or doodling. he likes doing fun things with you

[szatears]

Modern SmokeStack twins with girly reader who loves the color pink and lace trim

pretty in pink, smoke & stack moore.

summary: you don't just wear pink on wednesdays, you own pink. and your boyfriend absolutely adores it.

pairings: modernau!smoke x blackfem!reader, modernau!stack x blackfem!reader.

warnings: established relationship, not really but kinda bimbo!reader, weed use, not proofread.

notes: i was gonna do this in the form of a headcanon but it was so messy 💔 also this isn't smoke x reader x stack but rather two separate x reader blurbs for both brothers!

STACK first noticed your love for the colour pink when the two of you were getting ready for dinner with Smoke and Annie one night. He was already dressed, waiting on you downstairs with his phone in his hand

He could hear you huffing and puffing, the sound of clothes on hangers rattling around in the closet. He frowned, getting up and walking to the bedroom, where he found you in the middle of your walk in closet, a matching frown on your face.

Your clothes were strewn all around, the result of you trying to find an appropriate outfit for the occasion. He took one look at the mess and then back at you. "What's got you all worked up, hm?" He asked, as if he couldn't put two and two together himself.

You turned to face him, his arm outstretched and leaning against the doorframe. "I can't find anything to wear," you shrugged, running your eyes over your boyfriend's outfit. He wore all black, a fitted and collared polo tee with black slacks that just about covered the pair of his beloved Jordan 4's that he wore.

"Well," he started, his head nodding towards the piles of clothes. "You got loads to pick from. Show me your favourites."

You smiled when he walked in to sit on the edge of the bed, giving you his undivided attention.

"Okay, so there's this," you started off with a baby pink co ord set, an off the shoulder top paired with a bodycon-like skirt. Stack's eyes lit up a little at it, giving you a nod.

"Or this," next was a light pink dress that went all the way down to your ankles, held together by thin straps over your shoulders. It's silky and lace material was what won you over at the store you bought it in, going so well with your aesthetic.

"You love pink, don't you, baby?" Stack smiled at you, looking around at the floor that appeared very pink what with your clothes all over it.

You smiled, knowing it had been your favourite colour for what felt like forever. "I like that dress. Like the lace," he fiddled with it as he spoke to you, and you nodded, running to put it on.

From that point on, Stack made it his duty to buy you anything pink that he thought you'd like. Especially if it was lacy. It started with a few trinkets, hair clips and bracelets and rings that he would get from his various business trips across the globe. Then it was bags and shoes, and then when he felt confident enough, clothes.

You usually shopped for yourself, knowing exactly what you liked, But ever the listener he was, Stack basically knew what you liked and disliked at this point, enough to be able to buy surprises for you.

His favourite thing though? The lingerie stores.

He had to admit at first, it did feel a bit odd going inside one without you there with him, but he realised that the look on your face would so be worth it.

One day, he came back to you with a couple of bags from your favourite stores. He watched with a smile on your face as you tried everything on, kissing all over his face and gushing over them.

When you finally opened the last box, revealing the pink, thin and lacy material you were accustomed to, your lips tipped up into a smirk, twirling the bra around your finger.

"So this is why you love me in pink and lace, hm?"

"I mean," Stack slid back into a more manspreading position on the sofa. "If you like it, I love it."

It became a thing, him buying you all these pink things. Its like he was starting to love pink more than you did.

SMOKE had always known you loved pink. He was attentive like that. Also it's not like he could ignore it, your shared house was almost covered in pink.

Pink vases, pink mugs, pink pillows... you name it. He didn't mind, didn't make a fuss about it. Happy wife, happy life after all. What he really found fascinating, though, was how you bought even the little things in pink.

Take one Thursday evening for example. Smoke came home to you all worn out and cranky from work, something about meetings after meetings and a few missing shipments. You knew on days like this he needed comfort, perhaps a lot of it.

He sat on the sofa, flicking through a phonebook. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind, kissing this cheek when you felt him relax in your hold.

"You feel like having some dinner?" your voice was soft, heavily contrasting the day he'd had, yet it was just what he needed in that moment.

He shook his head, placing the phonebook onto the coffee table. "Nah, baby, I'll have some later. I need a blunt right now."

He was about to get up to grab the box of prerolls that you both kept in a secret cabinet in the kitchen, put your hands on his shoulders prevented him.

"I'll get it. You gon' head outside?"

He nodded, and you made your way to the prerolls at the same time he headed to the garden, the designated smoking area.

When you headed through the screendoors with the old tin box in your hand, you found him laying on the lounge chair, his eyes closed.

Your feet shuffling towards him had his eyes cutting open to you. He held his hand out for you, pulling you to sit in his lap, your thighs on either side of his. He took the box from your hand, lifting himself up a little to take his lighter out of his pocket.

He chuckled to himself when he realised it was the pink lighter you got for him, his initials engraved into it. Same lighter that had his boys clowning him whenever he got it out to light a cigarette. When he opened the box to retrieve a blunt, his hands stopped as he stared at the contents of it.

"Baby."

"Hm?" you stopped swatting the humid air around you.

"Where my blunts go?"

"What do you mean?" They're there."

"What happened to the wrapping paper i used for 'em?"

"Elijah, are you okay? I'on think you should be smoking if your head hurts or whatever..."

Smoke held up a preroll for you to see. "They're pink."

"Well, yes." You said, like it was normal.

"I could've sworn the other day, as in two days ago, these was a cream typa colour."

You shrugged, a small smile on your face. "Maybe you're remembering wrong. Plus it's cute, no?"

He shook his head, lighting the blunt up and closing the box. He took a long drag, throwing his head back as he exhaled, your fingers running soothingly along his collarbone and neck.

He offered the blunt to you, eyes never leaving your face as you took a hit. You pulled his face towards you, letting the smoke out of your mouth at the same time his lips pressed against yours, that low hum in his throat turning you on more and more.

He pulled away from the kiss to take the blunt back from you, shaking his head again at how he was literally smoking a pink blunt. He didn't even know that was a thing.

You were always getting him to do things he never expected he'd ever be doing. Things like having a designating self care day, keeping his nails in shape and clean, wearing pink, even it was just subtle. He loved that about you, how one colour added so much brightness to your, and in turn his, life.

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[cheeseceli]

Boyfriend Hobi

Pairing: Jung Hoseok × gn!reader

Genre: headcanons, fluff

Request: boyfriend hobi, perchance?!

Warnings: physical touch, mentions of food, he's an idol, mentions of fights

A/n: this one's a bit long I think lmao | daily click

Hobi ver. | Namjoon ver.| Jimin ver. | Taehyung ver. | Jungkook ver.

This was probably a best friends to lovers thing

It took him a while to make a move because he was scared to mess up the relationship

So either you make the first move or you'll have to be very patient 😭

Oh this one is strong on physical touch btw

He likes to cuddle, he will always save a seat for you next to him, random hugs just because

And he will never let go of your hand

Trust me on this one

If you're walking around, better believe he WILL be holding your hand

And he also hugs you when you're cold to warm you up 🙂‍↕️

Your opinion is EXTREMELY important to him

Both on trivial matters, like what hat he should wear, and on more important things, like his job

You always receive spoilers to the tracks he's producing as well

Partner privileges

Talking about partner privileges

He takes such care of you

Always make sure you ate enough and on time

Drives you to your work/uni and then drives you home after

Insists on you taking an extra coat on cold days

Even massages you when you're too stressed or when you had a particularly rough day

Also loves to send you texts and voice messages throughout the day

If you can't see each other that day, he's gonna make sure to document EVERYTHING to you

He loves to have you near, even when it's not physically possible

He also smiles mid kiss 💔

He perceives everything as well

You're currently obsessed with a new series? He's already sending you videos about that

You're feeling kinda down? He is comforting you before you can barely understand what you're feeling

You want to go to some place? He's already cleaning his schedule so you can go asap

He's so observant

And if you're talking, his eyes are on you

The type of guy to put his full attention on you

He's a perfectionist, nothing new here

So if you guys ever fought it would probably be because of these details

And because he wanted the relationship to be so perfect, there would probably be a bit of accidental self sabotage

But with time this gets better

He also needs a bit of validation

I don't think he'd be very jealous (considering the perilla leaf debate)

But some validation is still nice lmao

Trusts you with his life

You know every single secret of his

You know where every precious possession of his is, and you can use all of them

You're his emergency call

He genuinely trusts you a lot

He's not jealous, but he is protective

If he senses you're feeling uncomfortable, he will step up with no hesitation

Sidewalk rule

He loves your smile

He has 649264 pictures of you smiling

And most of these pictures were taken secretly, when you were too focused on just enjoying life to notice the camera

Idk he also seems like he would want to have matching items with you

If English/Korean are not your mother tongue, he would LOVE to learn your language

He would learn a few words and suddenly that's all he's saying for the rest of the week

Overall, he's your safe place and you're his

He is your personal sunshine: cheer you up on sad days and make happy days even brighter

Confidents of each other

It would be a dream, honestly

Masterlist | you'll probably like: Fri(end)s

Reminder this is just fiction!! I'm not trying to portray real life and you shouldn't believe that this is how the members actually are. This is just for the vibe and the delulu!

Taglist (open!): @yuyubeans @butnotmontana @sheraayasherrecs

Dividers by @adornedwithlight | images 1, 2 and 3

[realisticjupiter]

haihaii!! your profile has been like.... THERAPY to me bc the aib fixation is back AND ITS STRONG ESPECIALLY TOWARDS CHISHIYA 💔💔💔 i love the way u write as well !!

so with this could i request a touch starved chishiya... like a chishiya that needs readers attention so bad but is too embarrassed to downright tell them "I WANT CUDDLES" or smth... still he does everything in his power to get readers attention atp the only thing left is to just BEG

also could i be 🎶 anon ? i picture myself being very active here from now on... have a nice day!!

Summary: Chishiya can't sleep without you.

Genre: Fluffy

Pairing: Chishiya x gn!reader

Warnings: None! :)

Word count: 784

a/n: Aghhhh i hope this is okay!!!!! That is actually so sweet of you, I'm so glad you've liked my account!!!<3 And ofc you can claim an emoji, hello 🎶!!

Chishiya tried everything to get you into bed with him. He tried seducing you, gaslighting you, and of course his manipulation tactics didn't work either.

All you were focused on was trying to fix the phone from last night's game. It was still on, so you thought it would be easier to get into before it powered off.

Every time he'd call your name, you'd brush him off. Mostly because he always used a certain tone of voice you've become far too familiar with when he tries to get what he wants.

All he wanted to do was kneel at your feet to tell you exactly what he wanted. To tell you he just wanted you to hold him, to tell you all he needed was your attention.

But he couldn't. He never has been able to ask for help, or ask for anything without feeling vulnerable for that matter. He was closed off, that's what people knew about him; that he didn't show those types of emotions in fear of being belittled.

Chishiya could feel his eyelids getting heavy and his eyes burning from keeping them open, but he knew no matter how hard he would toss and turn; he wouldn't be able to sleep without you.

It was pathetic, he'd admit that. It was a loop he found himself getting stuck into, and found there was no way out of it. He hid it pretty well, though. Through late nights where you'd fall asleep alone and wake up to him beside you. You truly had no idea he struggled so much.

He was so tired. He'd do anything if you'd just stop and sleep already.

And he found his last option, the one thing he dreaded the most.

"Y/n?" Chishiya whispered, his voice husky as he climbed out of bed and walked towards you with slow steps.

"What?" You hummed in response, never peeling your eyes away from the task at hand.

"Please," He spoke underneath his breath in an almost incoherent whisper as he stopped to stand beside the chair you sat in.

"I don't know what you want, Chishiya. No one is keeping you awake." You sighed, watching from the corner of your eye as he stood by your side, rubbing his eyes with his palms.

"You're keeping me awake." He murmured, watching your hands as they played around with the device's motherboard.

"How?" You said in defeat, finally turning your attention to him. You looked up at him with your hands thrown in your lap, clearly waiting for his response.

He let out a huff as he looked around the room; avoiding eye contact. When he finally looked at you, his eyes were soft and glassed over.

His next sentence was incoherent.

"What?"

[inaudible]

"Chishiya. Speak up, please." Your words were soft as you stood up from your seat, placing your hands on his upper arms.

"I can't sleep without you." He finally spoke, his words finally registering in your mind.

When he realized you had finally heard him, he felt like he could say anything. And with his new found confidence he continued to speak.

"Why is it so hard to ask you to touch me?" He breathed, letting his head fall onto your shoulder.

You smiled at his soft demeanour. You knew how hard it must've been for him to admit something so close to himself, especially since it was about you. You've found a new side of Chishiya you haven't seen before.

You brought a hand to comb through his hair as the other scratched up and down his bare back, "I'm sorry, Chishiya. I should've just read your mind." You whispered against his shoulder as you held him close to your body.

Your words were an obvious tease, trying to humor the situation at hand. Which did make Chishiya snicker.

"You should have. You've always been able to." He muttered, wrapping his arms lazily around you.

You smiled warmly as he spoke, pulling away to drag his hand towards the bed. You climbed in with him closely behind you. He waited for you to get comfortable, before he joined you under the covers to tangle his limbs with yours.

"I'm proud of you, Chishiya." Your sultry breath hit his forehead as you mumbled against his skin.

He stared down at the way your bodies fit together, processing your words with a smile he knew you couldn't see.

"Now go to sleep, 'm here." You spoke once more into his skin, kissing his forehead and massaging your fingers into his scalp.

His cold fingers danced around your bare skin, trying to bring himself impossibly closer to you before his body fell limp into a night's sleep.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

[seokminfilm]

pictures of you — jeon wonwoo

PAIRING 𐂴 jeon wonwoo x reader

TAGS & WARNINGS 𐂴 non-idol au, fluff, short, shy wonwoo, strangers to ???, mutual pining, photographer wonwoo, wonwoo is a very good flirt, wonwoo and reader hold hands, they 'accidently' stare at each other for too long....you know the drill, they're so cute your honor

SUMMARY 𐂴 who knew a walk through the park after a tiring day at work would lead you to a cute photographer?

LYR'S SIDENOTES 𐂴 missing wonwoo terribly right now so here's a fic to maybe ease my aching heart 💔 simple and pretty short but i hope you enjoy it nevertheless!

NOW PLAYING 𐂴 orchard (omori ost)

WORD COUNT 814 𐂴 FOR @kstrucknet

"can i take a picture of you?"

the question brings you eyes from your phone to the voice who asked, and suddenly you're staring up at a male with dark hair, black frames, and a sheepish smile on his face.

he was cute—devistatingly so—and a blush came to your features as you stopped walking.

"i look terrible right now...i don't think you want a picture of this." you smile embarrassed, gesturing to yourself. you look like you've been through a war, eyes tired and hair slightly disheveled from your long day at work.

the male shakes his head, gentile smile growing even wider as he studies you. "you look fine. i wouldn't ask to take a picture of you if i didn't like how you looked."

that sentence made your heart flutter for a reason you couldn't quite place, and you couldn't help but agree to him as you shyly nod. "where do you want to take the picture?"

"since you're the subject, why don't you choose?" the male pushes his glasses further up on his strong nose, and you nod, scanning the area around you. the trees are showing signs of summer, warm sunlight filtering through the leaves as kids run and frolic in the park.

"how about that tree over there? if you don't mind walking, of course," you laugh softly, and the male shakes his head, eyes squinting just slightly as his smile grows even wider. "yeah, let's do it."

the two of you set off, sounds of children's laughter and birds' chattering in the distance blending into the picturesque scene. the mysterious man's camera hangs loosely around his neck, and he scans the area with sharp eyes, admiring the view.

"it really is pretty outside this evening." you say, noticing him stare at the clear sky. "it is. i'm glad you agreed to letting me take pictures of you. you'd fit this mood perfectly."

another compliment that doesn't go unnoticed by you. you're bighting back a flustered giggle, just letting your face flush instead as you offer a hushed 'thank you'.

"you're really too sweet to me." you say, looking up at the man. "i don't even know your name, and you're choosing to talk to me out of tons of other people who probably look way better than i do."

he laughs, the sound of his chuckle as one of warmth and sweetness. "i'm talking to you because i i think you look pretty. very very pretty." he's shyly glancing down at the ground now, cheeks heating up as he clears his throat.

"and i'm wonwoo, by the way. now..." wonwoo pauses, staring at you with a look akin to a boy realizing his crush for the first time before he continues to speak. "now you know my name."

silence stretches between you and wonwoo as you hold each other's gaze, awkwardly apologizing to each other after you realize you've been staring at him for too long. you've nearly memorized every line on his face by now.

once you reach the tree, wonwoo instructs you to drop your things by him and pose. nervous that wonwoo's watching you so intently, you start to fix your hair, but he shakes his head, looking at you with that inpenetrable gaze.

"please don't change anything. you look amazing."

the instruction comes with yet another compliment, and you suddently feel a surge of confidence, doing your hest to be natural and give wonwoo what he wants.

after looking through the pictures under the tree, the two of you conversate a little more, shock flooding through you as you finally look at your phone and see the time.

"well, wonwoo. i-i should probably be heading home." you smile nervously, and wonwoo nods, looking past you into the distance.

"do you need me to walk you to your car?" wonwoo steps closer to you, firm chest just inches away from you as you look up at him. your eyes hold his for a second too long to be natural, and you shake your head, smiling at him. "no, no—you've already done so much for me."

"thank you, wonwoo. for everything. i..." you trail off, studying wonwoo's eyelashes and full lips. "i really needed this."

he smiles softly, nodding. "and thank you for being my muse. these pictures are some of my favorite i've taken all day."

"will i...will i see you again?" the question spills from your lips before you can think about what you're saying, and wonwoo's eyes widen slightly before he hesitates for a moment.

after seeing his thoughts flash on his face, wonwoo takes your hand in his, gaze running over your body in a way that makes your skin feel like fireworks are running across it.

"only if you want to see me again."

safe to say, you gave wonwoo your number before leaving the park that evening.

[yoiisa]

HIHI SOFIEE!! I wanted to make a request for Sakura Haruka X fem!reader (or gn!reader if you prefer) from Wind breaker.

So we all know Sakura is INCREDIBLY shy at anything slightly romantic and it goes without saying then when he enters a romantic relationship he'd be SO damn nervous and it'd take like a long ass time for him to initiate anything 💔 His s/o would probably be taking most of the first steps in their relationship.

So how about a reader who likes to tease Sakura and is pretty confident when initiating stuff but on the rare few times Sakura's the one initiating anything, they get SOO flustered its exactly like Sakura😋 And although they LOVE when Sakura's taking the lead they're too shy to say anything. The first time Sakura kisses them before they do, they almost faint from too much blood rushing to their head 💔

I will follow u home and order food for u if u write this 🙏🙏 Thank you for reading 😝

mwahaha i love writing chaotic reader fics more than anything, it's so much fun when they have actual personalities ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

➜ the idea that sakura haruka had a crush on you was first brought up to you by suo, who lives for the drama ➜ as a result of this newfound information, you take notice of sakura's behavior around you more frequently and see that suo was in fact telling the truth ➜ sakura blushes more easily around you, he always tries to keep distance between you two but still sends glances your way constantly, and his soft smiles are mostly reserved primarily for you ➜ sakura does have a crush on you ➜ what transpires is the romantic cat and mouse game of the century. after all, you also live for the drama ➜ due to his romantic sensor, sakura realizes that you know his feelings very quickly, since you start flirting with him a lot ➜ you play with his hair, you stare intently into his eyes whenever he talks to you, you purposefully brush your fingers against his whenever you get a chance to ➜ he can't stand. although he knows in the back of his mind that you're not the kinda person to do this, he can't help but feel like all your flirtations are just a way to mess with him, and you're not being serious. trauma! am i right? ➜ so to get even, he starts trying to be more bold around you ➜ he brings you small presents- trinkets he thinks you might like- and he stops trying to distant himself from you all the time. he speaks more freely to you, and brings you food a lot more now ➜ when you start acting like him, his fears of you being disingenuous are quelled, and he realizes that you do like him a lot actually ➜ it still takes some work on both of your parts to get together, but by the time it happens, suo's thirst for drama is quelled ➜ and sakura couldn't be happier to have you on his arm, even if he's a blushing mess through a lot of it

The last time you spoke to Sakura was a few days ago. He did something that spooked you so bad that you were constantly on edge. You couldn't fathom even leaving your bedroom, you were so embarrassed, but your mom still forced you out of the house every day for school. What was it that Sakura did? Tried to hold your hand. (Oh the horror!) His hand was so gentle and warm! Your felt the tiny calluses against your skin, and his fingers squeezed your skin as he closed his fingers around your hand. "W-w-what are you doing?!" you asked, your voice high pitched and squeaky. "What was that?!" Sakura blinked at you, his face going pale as you ripped your hand out of his. Suddenly, it became bright red and he shouts, "Well I . . . I- I don't know! You've been brushing your hand against mine all the time and playing with my fingers! I thought . . . I figured I'd just hold it! It's obvious you wanted me to!" You're affronted. "No I did not!" "Did too!" "Did not!" "Go away Sakura!" and you ran all the way back home. Now, you were running your hand through your hair as you walked to school, mulling over how to face Sakura after that fiasco. Should you apologize? He was right after all, you were always playing with his hands, and his hair and- You get snapped out of your thoughts as someone gets shoved in front of you. You stare down at the boy, before he straightens up and your brain shortcircuits. Sakura. "Hurry up and talk to her, we have work to do." You peer around the corner and see Kaji standing there, his hands in his pockets and his headphones around his neck, watching the two of you with an intense annoyance. Behind the white haired boy is Nirei with an exhasperated smile on his face and his hands up, and Suo with a shit eating smirk. That pirate bastard, he started all of this in the first pla- "Look," Sakura starts. You divert your attention back to him, and your heart speeds as you see how cute he looks. His cheeks are pink and his pupils dilated. In his amber eye, the glow is particularly noticeable and your heart squeezes inside your chest. He takes a deep breath and rubs the back of his neck. "You and I like each other. And don't even try to deny it because Suo already told me everything!" That fucking- You gasp softly as Sakura takes you hand in his. Warm, soft . . . He stares deep into your eyes and says deeply, "So . . . can we just cute the bullshit," his voice becomes deeper and quieter, so you have to lean in to hear him, "and date?" He's so boyish right now, the charm sending your brain reeling and butterflies fluttering in your stomach. After a few moments of silence, you manage, "Y-yeah. Let's just date." When he meets your eyes, you smile and say quietly, "Sorry for teasing you so much." He sighs and shakes his head, "It's fine . . . don't worry about-" "Alright enough. Let's go," Kaji says, grabbing Sakura by the back of his collar and dragging him away with the rest of the furin boys. You can hear Sakura yowling like a cat at how Kaji ruined the moment, and it's so adorable you can't help but giggle. That's your man now, after all.

A/N: Sakura definitely gets the worst cuteness aggression in the world. My pretty little baby!

[sqgeism]

𐙚 𓏵𓏵𓏵 𐙚 cause after all this time | anaxagoras x gender neutral reader

💌 — ; i'm still into you ! (guitarist anaxa!au) seeing your stupid ex, veritas, in the crowd was pissing your situationship best friend off. knowing the song you were singing was meant for him, anaxa wasn't about to let it slide

love mail — hi everyone! sorri for radiosilence >.> 20 min timer practice for a bigger post! something rly fast cus i wanted to write since i didn't post yesterday.. felt so weird 💔 ( ｡ﾟДﾟ｡) sorry airi dr ratio is evil here

that stupid, stupid veritas was in the crowd. anaxa hated his guts, veritas always thought he was above anaxa, rubbing it in his face you and him were together since he knew how long anaxa had admired you from afar.

only to make it worse, breaking up with you on your anniversary night, and making you question your worth—then he's hated him ever since. but even if he had been cruel enough to leave you like that, your feelings still lingered. your first relationship, and first long term relationship ending just like that. you couldn't accept it. so you focused on your band, spending more time with your friends and especially anaxa, who had been helping you get over veritas while swallowing down his feelings. forcing himself to hold it together as you cried out for a boy who could never love you the way you deserved.

so hearing you sing, even if beautiful, was making him scoff. "can't deny, can't deny.. you're worth it.

"so after all this time.."

he could see veritas shit eating grin, knowing he still had somewhat of a hold on you. the way you grasped the mic like it was a lifeline, how your face contorted into some sort of mix of despair from the heartache, and passion for your love for singing.

but sometimes he wished you would look at him. not the crowd, not at ratio, but at him. your biggest fan, your best friend, your first kiss.. your everything before veritas came along. "i'm still into you."

"i should be over all the—" you jolt at the sudden shift of volume, anaxa's guitar quickly overpowering your voice. many burst out into cheers at their likely favorite member, others (ratio) have their face turn into a scowl. your focus turns to anaxa, his head turned down as sweat runs down his forehead and arms, hands strumming his guitar like it's his last performance. the cheers and his instrument are overpowering, but all he can hope is that he can reach you this way. that his passion can touch you the way his hands are too afraid to.

finally looking up to meet your eyes is when he calms down, giving a chance to let your voice pierce through the noise. "—and baby even on our worst nights, i'm into you, i'm into you!" the confusion on your face kills him, like you don't know how he feels. that you're unaware that you're the only reason he agreed to form this group, that you give him the confidence to come up here after being a loner for his entire life.

he's been into you, for god knows how long. you saved him from his loneliness, how could he ever pretend you were less than everything to him?

after the performance, anaxa doesn't even stay for the encore. he leaves his guitar on stage and walks off, causing great concern to your heart. it was then phainon comes up behind you, patting your shoulder and basically saying "go get him." with his eyes, knowing he can handle the closing of the show.

you nod, giving a loving goodbye to the audience before hurrying off. perhaps you could come to understand anaxa's feelings one day.

© sqgeism or wtv (^_^;)

[psyfeye]

⋆｡°✩ crawling back to you; ryomen sukuna

★°。a love so beautifully toxic, it transcends centuries

do I wanna know 1 hour ver (this is what I listened to while writing highly recommend mhm)

★°。967 words, NOT proofread, (semi) SCRAP

★°。kinda angsty ig | toxic | suggestive (smut) | f!reader

★°。note(s): this was my first time writing actual smut so forgive me if it's bad I am a smut reader not writer 💔 saw an edit of the mom and dad from how to train your dragon to hozier's cover of do I wanna know and immediately thought what that song would be like if it was about a toxic relationship so here's a scrap this was written in about 2 hours so if there's any spelling/grammar errors pls forgive me !

sukuna's steps echoed through the corridor as he made his way to his bed chambers. he knew you'd be there, you always were. it was the same routine every time. you fight, someone storms off, and then a few days go by until one of you fold and come crawling back. it was a twisted game that had continued on for centuries at this point.

he swung the door open, eyes falling upon your figure perched on the edge of his bed.

"welcome back." his voice was rough, blunt, but deep down there was a hint of something else. he felt a warmth inside of him that he'd been ignoring since the day you waltzed into his life. a comfort in knowing you were safe, that you were home. but as always, he quickly brushed the feeling off before it could settle.

"enough is enough." you murmur, fidgeting with your hands in your lap. "we can't keep doing this, sukuna." you say, the words filling the room with even more tension.

he scoffs, stepping closer as he leans down, his face just inches from your own. "how pitiful." he laughs as he takes in the way you avoid his gaze. "so how do you plan to stop this then? hm? surely you have a solution prepared if you're willing to whine about it so confidently." he says tilting his head and raising his eyebrows mockingly.

"you don't have to be an asshole." you retort, eyes narrowing with a glare as you finally meet his gaze. his smirk gets wider when he recognizes the anger in your voice.

"must we have this conversation every time?" he says, crossing his arms over his chest. his shadow looming over your sitting figure. "you say we need to stop, I agree to disagree, and guess what happens next," he leans down, gripping your chin tightly. "you almost never leave, and the few times you do," he leans in closer, lips brushing against yours, "you always return."

he closes the gap between you, his grip on your chin loosening as his hand moves to cup your cheek. his touch rough, a collapsed thumb brushing over your cheekbone. his lips molded against yours, moving in perfect tandem, as that's what they were made for.

"if this isn't what you want, why do you return?" his voice is low, he dips down kissing and nipping at your neck as he helps you undress with ease. you knew deep down you should say no, let this vicious cycle end here.

but the way his hands moved down your body, practically tearing your clothing off. the way he guided your hand to the growing bulge in his pants before slipping them off with everything else. the way he looked at you as he slowly teased the head of his cock against your entrance, it made you forget why you ever wanted to leave him in the first place.

you hated that he was right, hated the way his touch still gave you butterflies after all this time, the very thought of it made you nauseous. yet in moments like this, the only thing you could think about was his large hands roaming your body. the way his lips feel against your collarbone, his breath warming your skin.

"you will never leave me." his deep voice rumbles into the crook of your neck as his arms wrap around your waist, his hips finding their pace as he finally bottoms out inside of you. "I will make sure of it," he captures your lips in another kiss, "I will find you, no matter where you try to hide. no matter who you try to beg to save you, it's no use." he rambles on as his hips speed up their pace, a shiver running down your spine.

your nails drag down his back, moans muffled against his shoulder. his words barely register in your mind, but you can tell by his tone that it's a promise. there's no where in this world Sukuna wouldn't go to find you, to bring you back to him, where you belong.

"we're destined for each other," he continued, his voice rough as his thrusts become sloppier, "even if I hate it." he gritted out, "even if you hate it."

he leans down, resting his forehead against yours, breath fanning over your face. "let go. submit to me, like you always do." his words no longer carried that familiar sharpness to them. instead they were replaced with a small sense of vulnerability that you'd never get used to hearing. almost like he was begging, pleading with you to just listen. but his strength still loomed over you, the glare in his eyes that reassured you what he'd do if you dared to even insinuate his weakness.

he groaned as he felt your walls flutter around his cock, angling his hips so he could hit that spot you love so much. he lets out a deep moan as your back arches, his head dropping back into the crook of your neck as his hips stuttered in their rhythm. his cock twitches inside of you, a moan of satisfaction leaves your lips as he fills you up.

"mine." he murmurs, his voice low and rough as his thrusts begin to slow. he lifts his head to lock his gaze with yours, his eyes narrow, possession filling them as he speaks, "you belong to me. do not forget that." his tone was sharp, leaving no room for second guessing

"what if I don't want to belong to you?" your voice comes out in a raspy whisper, your words shaky as you struggle to catch your breath. his gaze remains locked with yours, eyes narrowing ever so slightly.

"bold of you to assume you have a choice."

+ extra extra note for the baddies:

sorry I went missing, life is crazy and I'm in college so you can probably imagine. anyways I hope you enjoyed, my posts may be slow and inconsistent but I could never forget about you divas <3 this is a scrap from January (or whenever this hozier cover was trending I can't remember) so lmk if there's any crazy spelling mistakes or something also my first written post being smutty is crazy goodnight

[octaneink]

WillNE Masterlist

Thought I'd make this because I've got so much just for him now... I just love this funny goofy guy 🥺

🍬 Fluff | 💔 Angst | 🥹 Hurt | 🔥 Smut | 🤭 Suggestive |💌 Romance

Cooking by the book 💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - The reader teaches Will more skills in the kitchen

Let me be honest 💌🍬

Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - The Reader and Will go on a date on Valentines and end it on a promise for the future

Wait, you didn't know?💌🍬

Will Lenney x Fem!ReaderSummary - The Reader really likes Will. Like, really likes him. She spends all their time together, she just need to ask him out, becuase they weren't dating yet...right?

Chicken soup 💌🍬

Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - The Reader gets sick but Will is there with soup and hugs

Food Market Dates 💌🍬

Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - A totally cute, innocent date at the market where they try out new foods

Sky + Seafoam 💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - Painting + yap session

Cough I'm sick 💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - Will is sick. Or is he really?

Who gets to love me after you? 💌🍬🥹

Will Lenney x Reader - Will finds himself fixated on a question he can’t shake

Twenty-nine? More like twenty fine 💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - The Reader and Will spend his birthday together

How do you expect me to be fine? 💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - All you wanted was a fun night out with friends, but things took an unexpected turn when someone started flirting with you. Or maybe… it will turn out better than you expected?

Perfect don't mean that it's working💔🥹

Will Lenney x Reader - Summary: The Reader doesn't know what to do when Will keeps looking for someone else in their eyes

Pancakes💌🍬

Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Summary: A look into one morning of the Lenney family

Softness in the storm💌🍬🥹

Will Lenney x Reader - Will hasn't had the best day, when something small pushes him over, the Reader is there to offer some comfort

Custom Fit💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - Summary: The Reader supports Will at the 2025 Sidemen Charity Match

Snowdrop💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - The Reader and Will go skiing. The Reader has never gone before, sure things will be fine...right?

Hips don't lie💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - Will doesn't feel very confident for the match, the Reader helps him practice.

The Aftermath💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - The reader takes care of Will after the 2025 Charity Match

Let me in💌💔🥹

Will Lenney x Reader - The Reader has had a horrible day, hell a horrible week, they push away Will, and say things that they don't mean.

Easy Love💌🍬

Will Lenney x Reader - The Reader tries a new scent, Will definitely notices.

𓊈 Stretto: A Love in Motion𓊉

✧ Genre: 🍬💌 ✧ Summary: The Reader and Will are neighbours. ✧ Status: Complete | Parts: 2 Crescendo Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Will has a new neighbour (part one) Accelerando Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Will met his new neighbour, he may not have made the best first impression but things work out in his favour. Right? (part two)

𓊈 What We Lose, What We Keep𓊉

✧ Genre: 🍬💌🥹 ✧ Summary: A lost treasure and a lingering kiss blur the line between hope and heartache, leaving her to wonder if some confessions are written in silence ✧ Status: Complete | Parts: 2 Only the memories Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - The reader looses something important, will she find it again? Confessions Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - The memory of his forehead kiss replays in her mind, soft and lingering. Did it mean anything? She can’t stop wondering, her thoughts tangled between hope and doubt.

𓊈 Get Up & Get It𓊉

✧ Genre: 🍬💌🔥 ✧ Summary: This is where I plan to put the smut ✧ Status: Ongoing Honeyed Edges Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Will accidentally discovers one of the Reader's kink, the two then talk about their own kinks and what they like. Munch Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Will brings up something you both talked about earlier and keeps his promise on what he'd do to you. This is exactly what it looks like Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - You go against your agreement with Will, and you find that your actions do in fact have consequences (in the best way)

𓊈Fault Lines and Second Chances𓊉

✧ Genre: 💌💔🥹 -> 🍬💌 ✧ Summary: Pending ✧ Status: Complete | Parts: 2 October Rain Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Will forgets his two-year anniversary with the Reader If you'll let me Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - A year after the anniversary incident, Will gives the Reader a surprise.

𓊈 Hop in, bitch, we're going on vacay𓊉

✧ Genre: 🍬💌 ✧ Summary: Will and the reader going on a holiday with Will as an airport dad ✧ Status: Ongoing Super trouper Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Will is an Airport Dad, the Reader's job is to show up and be cute (and calm Will down when it gets a bit too stressful) Smooth Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Will and the reader enjoy their vacation time while Will sends death glances to flirty divers. (He trusts you. He just doesn’t trust them.) First Light, First Flight Will Lenney x Fem!Reader - Will and the reader have to deal with flying for the first time with their children. It goes better than expected.

𓊈 Nothing can change this love 𓊉

✧ Genre: 🍬💌 ✧ Summary: Will and the reader like each other. Everyone knows. The longing looks. Lingering touches. I mean they are basically married. Why can't they see it themselves? ✧ Status: To start Part One pending [◻◻◻◻◻◻◻◻◻◻] 0%

[energ00n]

OKAY so I know that post with the Orion and D-16 where everyone went analytical was way WAY back then but I just realized something. I KNOW PEOPLE BEAT ME TO IT BUT HEAR ME OUT.

The way that D-16 has a look of confidence on his face with Megatronus near him and holding his shoulder with a firm but gentle grasp. But there's one thing I haven't seen mentioned. D-16 silent. Megatronus is silent. There is a feeling of being certain. Words need not be said.

On the other hand, Orion is being talked to. Not held surely, but held by fingertips. It's not a sure grasp, light and small yet graceful. In the same way, Orion's devotion to the church (as you mentioned before) is light. Unlike for D-16, words are needed. Not silence, but things that need to be heard. And perhaps.. it is Orion who needs to be heard as well.

(Dude if I got anything wrong I'm so sorry I have been off Tumblr for so long I can't get a picture either😭💔)

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS FINALLY SOMEONE TALKS ABOUT THE SPEECH BUBBLES I'M FREED I LOVE YOU

You're 100% absolutely correct by paying attention to them. I don't want to say too much but yes, Prima's EVERYTHING in that last panel was supposed to portray that Orion needs a lot more encouragement, his spark is neither with the church nor Prima. Meanwhile D-16:

[meylovesmusic]

hi how would the boys feel about pda ?

DIALING...

thank you for calling 1-800-BITEME, vampire hotline. concerning your inquiry:

jungwon - strength.

YES. he's confident about it. there's a lot of self-assuredness and courage here to engage in pda for him. if his partner is ok with it, I get the vibe he might pull something a bit riskier in public for funsies 🤭

heeseung - 6 of pentacles.

YES. he's a giver, and his love language in public would probably be acts of service or treating his partner to something nice over physical affection... while he'd probably consider kisses gifts too <3

jay - 4 of cups.

the cards did say YES but...I think he'd be very self conscious or someone to hesitate at first. his partner would probably have to be the type to reassure him it's ok to act like a couple in public.

jake - the devil.

NO. while this card is often seen in the negative, boy is this a 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 card for him omg...he likes to do his loving behind closed doors if you get what I mean 😏 isn't one for public displays because his type of affection immediately goes to feral and nsfw.

sunghoon - the hermit.

NO. but a soft no. he's probably the type to generally prefer more private and intimate relationships where he doesn't have to feel like everyone is watching him. his relationships are sacred to him and he'd like to keep them close.

sunoo - knight of pentacles.

YES. he may be a bit defensive and protective at first, patient with his partner's comfortability with pda. he's definitely the responsible one or the one who initiates more in the relationship, but still wants his partner to be comfortable no matter his own desires.

riki - 6 of wands.

boy wants to show his partner off !! he would want to brag about how lucky he is to be with someone so beautiful and amazing, hands down. pda is just another way of him saying "I love them, don't you see?" definitely the type to get jealous tho. clingy and touchy around unfamiliar guys. his family and the group would clearly see how much he loves his partner, same with his fans. he is also the type to praise his partner a lot and give them a billion compliments. prepared to be absolutely LOVED by this SIMP. (i can call him out, he's my bias <3)

we hope your desires have been fulfilled. •••

🔖 @cigsaftersuh @itzzzzzzyyyyydaaaaa

from mey ♡ the last ask for 1-800-BITEME 💔 it was a really fun one too! I hope everyone enjoyed this event! I'll probably end up doing at least 1 more kpop event before I go back to college and from there it'll be pretty much whenever I have time 😭 hope you all enjoyeddd 🩷

[aphroditelovesu]

[🖤] - ''I don't want to force you to be mine, but I will if I have to.’’ + 💔] - ‘’You can't leave me. You will not leave me.’’ For Rhaenyra Drabble after her wife (reader) who while normally happy in their marriage starts to get tired and starts talking back to her after Rhaenyra basically imprisons the reader because she was paranoid about reader cheating on her?

[🖤] - ''I don't want to force you to be mine, but I will if I have to.’’

[💔] - ‘’You can't leave me. You will not leave me.’’

❝ 🐉 — lady l: this ended up becoming more than a drabble but I got carried away... I hope you like it, anon, and forgive me for any mistakes! Good reading! ❤️

❝tw: accusation of betrayal, mention of death, mourning, imprisonment and angst.

❝🐉pairing: yandere!rhaenyra targaryen x female!reader.

❝word count: 1,143.

You felt like a damn prisoner and maybe you really were.

Rhaenyra has become increasingly unstable and possessive over you and she has practically imprisoned you in her room, with only a few servants having access to you.

The reason for all this? She thought you were cheating on her, which was completely ridiculous. You weren't cheating on her and it never crossed your mind to do so.

You valued your life and loved Rhaenyra too much to even think about having a lover. You love her, don't you? You were sure you did it but after she locked you in, you weren't so sure anymore.

''I don't want to force you to be mine, but I will if have to.'' Her words still echoed in your mind and you only realized their weight when she finally lost her head after you spoke against her. The memories of that night were painful and you could still feel Rhaenyra's touch on your skin like fire.

Trapped in that golden cage, you stared at the richly decorated walls of her room, feeling increasingly suffocated. It was a luxury that became a prison, and every exquisite detail now seemed a cruel reminder of her situation.

The days passed slowly, with the routine of servants coming and going, bringing meals and clean clothes. They never exchanged more than a few words with you, and their expressions were always neutral. You wondered if they knew about your suspicions or if they simply followed orders blindly without question.

Rhaenyra visited you often, but your conversations were tense. You could see the paranoia in her eyes, a dark shadow that seemed to grow with each encounter. She asked questions, sometimes calmly and sometimes desperately, trying to get a confession out of you that wasn't there. Each denial from you seemed to fuel even more suspicion in her.

During these visits, you tried to calm her fears, reaffirming your love and fidelity, but your words seemed to lose strength with each repetition. Uncertainty grew inside you, not only about your feelings for her, but also about the future of this relationship that previously seemed so solid.

There were moments of silence, where you just looked at each other, lost in your own thoughts. At those times, you wondered what had happened to the woman you loved, the one who was strong, confident and fair. Now, she was a shadow of her former self, consumed by an irrational fear that was destroying her and you along with it.

You knew that Lucerys' death and the start of the war had affected her even more and you understood. You really did and you couldn't blame you for that. Although you didn't have children of your own, you loved hers as if they were your own and you were also grieving the loss of Luke but nothing justified Rhaenyra's accusations and her actions towards you. You knew it all came from her fear of losing you but that didn't make it any less painful.

The loss of Lucerys was a devastating blow to everyone. Rhaenyra has never been the same since that day. You clearly remembered the moment the news arrived. Her scream of pain still echoed in your mind, and you had felt a deep sadness as you watched the woman you loved fall apart. You tried to be as supportive as possible, to be by her side in every moment of pain, but it was as if an invisible barrier had risen between you.

Rhaenyra had become increasingly vigilant and suspicious. At first, you thought it was just grief manifesting itself in unexpected ways, but as time passed, her obsession grew. She began to question every one of your actions, every word spoken and even the moments of silence. At first, you responded with patience, believing that she would eventually get over it. However, her accusations became more frequent and fierce, culminating in your forced imprisonment.

You tried to justify her behavior to yourself. The coming war, the loss of her son, the constant pressure of claiming the throne and keeping the family together... It was all a crushing burden. And yet, in your most lucid moments, you knew you didn't deserve to be treated this way. Your love and loyalty were never in question. Rhaenyra's fear of losing someone else close to her was understandable, but it could not be a reason to imprison.

When Rhaenyra came to visit you, you decided you had had enough. You needed to make her see reason.

She entered the room, as always, with an expression full of distrust and pain. Her eyes, once so full of life, were now opaque, marked by sadness and fear. She approached you, her steps heavy and her gaze fixed on your eyes, as if she was looking for some confirmation of her fears. And when she noticed something in your gaze, perhaps the determination to get out of this situation, her face became furious and you could see her lips trembling.

''Rhaenyra, I never wanted to leave you. I never wanted to hurt you.'' You said, desperation evident in every word.

You took a deep breath, feeling the pain of the situation that was becoming increasingly untenable. Rhaenyra was mired in her own insecurities, and you knew you needed to break that cycle of fear and distrust. ''Rhaenyra, I love you. You need trust me. We are losing something precious in all of this.''

She remained silent, her eyes fixed on yours, as if she was trying to find something in your gaze that could ease her pain. There was a heavy silence, full of unspoken emotions, promises and fears.

You continued, your voice firmer, trying to reach the woman you loved. ''I'm not cheating on you. I will not leave you. We need to find a way to get through this together, before we completely destroy ourselves.''

The minutes passed, and the silence between you was deafening. Rhaenyra seemed to be fighting her own demons, insecurity and fear intertwining in her mind. You knew it was a crucial moment, an opportunity to salvage what was left of your relationship.

Finally, her voice breaking, she whispered, ''You can't leave me. You will not leave me.''

Your heart sank at her words. Rhaenyra was in shambles, and you knew you needed to act carefully, with love and patience. In a calm, low voice, you spoke, ''I am here, Rhaenyra. Let's find a way out of this together. I promise.''

There was a small spark of hope in her eyes, a spark that maybe, just maybe, could be the basis for rebuilding what had been lost. You approached her, reaching out your hand, trying to reach that piece of hope that still shined amidst the darkness.

Perhaps you could bring reason back to Rhaenyra.