#sobbing crying etc etc. I'm okay just dumb

[snepfeathers]

pros of being mostly immune to online impulse purchases: I can save my money and use it on more necessary things, like rent and groceries

cons of being mostly immune to online impulse purchases: I don't get to have The Thing

[airbendertendou]

I'M IN RUINS! ♡ mitsuya takashi

synopsis : maybe he really is just that nice to everyone. | inspired by the cdrama hidden love

song inspo ; going dumb by stray kids, alesso, corsak

cw : baji!reader ; reader has their period, but no pronouns ; baji is referred to as your brother, but looks aren't stated ; more of a college-ish au ; kazutora favortism briefly got the best of me

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It's so unfair, you think. Being so close to him, yet not allowing to linger — it's disheartening. You ache ; suffer and beg and cry, thinking of your brother's friend.

Baji sighs as you frown at him. "Do you really need to go?"

"Why am I not allowed to?" You reply. You'd put on your cutest outfit and your favorite shoes. After hearing Mitsuya was tagging along to this little get together, how could you not? "I'm hungry and you're going to eat."

"You never want to go," your brother argues. You cross your arms and tilt your head, raising your eyebrows to look stern. It's the way your mom looks at him ; the way she gets him to listen. Keisuke clicks his tongue, "whatever. Come on, then."

——♡——

By the time Chifuyu pulls up to the meeting area, your stomach is aching. You shuffle where you stand, sending a meek smile to Draken when he looks your way. Kazutora is distracting your brother, giggling together as you wait for the last guest to arrive.

A rumble hits the wind, covering the chattering of the other guys and numerous shoppers. Lilac hair shines in the light and you hold your breath — he's here.

"Boys," Mitsuya grins as he parks his bike. His eyes slide to you, smile growing gentle, less teasing. “Hey, trouble. Make a last minute decision to come?"

You nod silently, holding your stomach and trying to hide your grimace. Mitsuya tilts his head curiously, but gets taken into a conversation with Draken. You tug on the end of Baji's hair, "I'm going to the bathroom really quick."

A chest is pressed to your back quicker than you can think. A hand — gentle and firm simultaneously — leads you to the left. Mitsuya clears his throat as you scowl at him. "I'll show you where the bathroom is."

You want to cry. You're absolutely mortified at what you discover. Your pee is red — the reason behind your stomach pain is clear. Your favorite bottoms are stained and you're unable to wear them now. Having your period is natural, nothing to be ashamed about.

But, Mitsuya noticed. He shielded your backside so that no one else would see the splash of blood.

Leaning against the stall's wall, you sniffle as tears drip down your nose. You'd texted Draken about your current problem — Keisuke had broken his phone just yesterday. The blond was your only hope at this point ; you hoped he'd read your text soon.

"[Name]," a knock to the bathroom door startles you. "Here. I'll wait for you, okay?"

Humiliation — Mitsuya had taken it upon himself to get you supplies. Taking in a stuttered breath, you fought to make your sobs unknown. You dab your face with toilet paper lightly before opening the door. Quickly, you snatch the bag you see and ignore the one standing in the doorway.

He'd gotten you a new outfit, too. The same color as your previous one, so that no one else would notice what happened. Your tears fell again as you situated yourself.

Once out of the bathroom, you sniff and avoid Mitsuya's gaze. Draken is leaning against the wall across from you, looking over you quickly as you walked to him. You brush your bottoms lightly, head to the floor as you stand in silence.

"No big deal," Draken reassures you. He pats the top of your head with a grin, "let me know if you want to go home, okay?"

Your nod is stopped by an arm wrapping aound your shoulders. Mitsuya squeezes you close to him, trapping you in the smell of his cologne. "S'all good, trouble. Tell us if you feel unwell."

The light catches through a window, shining on Mitsuya like a hidden halo. His eyes light up, his eyelashes curving against his cheek as he smiles. Mitsuya's nose scrunches as laughs at something Draken says. Peeking at you with his peripheral vision, he tilts his head.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re so nice to me.” It's said before you can even think. Because he is nice to you — kind, welcoming and warm. Mitsuya squeezes you a bit closer before letting go of you completely. Chifuyu waves your way excitedly. Your small, "thank you," is covered by the noise of the restaraunt.

——♡——

Mitsuya had left the table not long ago. Keisuke shoves your shoulder, causing you to bump into Kazutora. The dual-haired boy gasps dramatically before shoving into your right shoulder, bumping you back into your brother.

Your giggles are drowned out by the sight of Draken shaking his head. Chifuyu speaks through his own laughter, "where's Mitsuya?"

"Flirting," Draken says with a roll of his eyes. Your smile fades, falling from your face slowly at the words. Draken lets out a loud sigh, "can't take him anywhere."

Baji grumbles into your ear, "I'll say."

Kazutora snorts, covering his mischivious grin with his hand. He lays his head on your shoulder, "oh, whatever shall we do with such a pretty boy?"

Your grin inflates again at Kazutora's casual teasing. You ruffle his hair, scrunching your nose as he scowls playfully at you. "You're a pretty boy, too, you know."

Kazutora's eyes widen, his cheeks pinkening at your words as he sits up straight. Your eyes slide across the table. "So is Chifuyu, honestly." You look to your brother and grimace, "don't know what happened to you."

Baji clicks his tongue before shoving you again. Kazutora catches you in a backwards hug, his forearm settling across your collarbones. "Be nice to [name], Baji!"

"Jus' cause you were called pretty..." your brother grumbles to himself.

The chair across from you is pulled out, a loud screech hitting the area you're in. Mitsuya plops down with a stone-faced expression, his eyes focused solely on you. "Enjoying ourselves, are we?"

"Like you can talk," Draken teases. The tall blond flutters his eyelashes and clasps his hands together. "Oh, it's you! From class! The fashion designer!"

"Can't talk to my classmates now?"

Chifuyu snickers, kicking your foot under the table as he does. You shake your head, sinking your chin below Kazutora's arm to hide your grin. Mitsuya eyes your position idly before tilting his head, "you both look comfy."

Kazutora pulls you closer, "[Name] thinks I'm pretty."

"I said Chifuyu was, too!"

The dual-haired boy hums into your ear. "But, you thought of me first."

"As fun as this is," Draken looks up from his phone. He sighs before pocketing the device. "Mikey is calling for us. Want me to take you home, [name]?"

"I'll do it," Mitsuya interrupts. He lets out a sigh, gaze drifting from you and laying on the table. "I'm going to check on my sisters, anyways."

You're waving to your friends as Mitsuya leans against his bike. You can feel him watching you, but you ignore his eyes to grin gleefully at Kazutora.

"He your recent crush?"

"What?" You blink, turning to face the lilac-haired boy. Mitsuya shrugs, making no move to leave as he gazes at you. "Kazu? He's not my crush, why?"

"But, you do have one," he steps closer to you. "A crush."

Gulping, you move away from him and to the back of the bike. "Maybe."

Mitsuya hums, "your brother know?"

"Why would I tell Keisuke about a crush?" You lean beside him now, frowning to the ground. Kicking at the sidewalk with your foot, you scrunch your nose. "He's horrible at keeping secrets."

He nods and you're hyperaware of the way his arm brushes against yours. It's like he's doing it on purpose — moving closer to you. "I'm not. You can tell me who it is."

"No thanks!"

"Why not?"

You grow silent, even as Mitsuya gets closer. His arm is behind your back at this point, his hand sitting on the seat of his bike. "You don't need to know."

"I want to."

"Do you have a crush on anyone?" As he doesn't answer, you finally look his way. Soft, dreamy eyes are looking at you. His gaze feels heavy ; heated as he stares your way. "Mitsuya?"

He blinks and looks away, "maybe."

"Would you tell me who it is?"

"Well, that's not fair," he leans closer, his lips brush against your ear, "is it, [name]?"

You freeze, eyes widening as Mitsuya tilts his head at you curiously. Staring at the ground, you think about it for a second. You think maybe I should tell him ; maybe it's time. Then your mind flashes back to before — to when Draken said he was flirting.

"Oh, is it someone from your class? The one Ken was talking about?"

Mitsuya doesn't answer — that means yes, you think. Downhearted, you frown and scoot away from him, leaving room to breathe. He doesn't allow that, though, scooting until your arms are pressed together once again.

"It's a friend," Mitsuya speaks up. He leans more to the left, his chin almost resting on your right shoulder. "A close friend."

You gasp dramatically, hoping to interrupt the intense atmosphere. "It's Chifuyu, isn't it? Knew it — he's irresistible."

Mitsuya snorts, rolling his eyes. You smile at the sound, oblivious to the way he gazes at you. He bites his lip, hesitant, but nudges the tip of his shoe against yours anyways. You meet his gaze — his eyes flicker from yours briefly before he smiles tenderly. "I'll tell you who it is. Eventually."

You trust he'll keep his word.

——♡—— idk abt a part two for this one... tbh i like how it ends. if youd like to b tagged / untagged in any tokyo revengers content, let me know! ♡

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[abiiors]

i saw someone ask this somewhere else and it had me thinking, how do you think Ross would act if he realised his partner has reached sub space?

obviously smut, no minors etc, etc. (i'm so sorry if i got things wrong, this is all based on what google told me)

okay so after an insane amount of research (maybe even some self-discovery along the way? 👀) here's what i think --

he's been making you cum for hours now, honestly you don't even know at this point, you've lost track of time. all you know is this feels so fucking good that you could cry honestly, maybe you are already crying, whimpering and sobbing as he rails into you and calls you his pretty little slut for taking him so well. which is everything you want to hear right now, that you've been good for him, that he has been enjoying himself and with each thrust and each slam of his hips you feel yourself slipping away more and more. your body feels like it's crumbling down and floating away on the breeze but in a GOOD way; freedom like you've never felt before. he notices how your cries die down, gradually get replaced by quiet, sweet hums of pleasure; unintelligent sounds that are somewhere between a moan and his name. he has a hand fisted in your hair that he uses to yank your head back so he can look at you properly, make sure you're alright. and that's when he sees the glazed out, far away look in your eyes, the way your head is practically lolling like you have no control of your body anymore, the dumb, absent smile on your face. and it dawns on him.

he's quite smug about getting you so cock drunk but he's also honed in his focus on any signs of discomfort or injury, signs that he might be pushing too far because you're too far gone to care about using your safe word. or being able to speak. so he pulls out for just a second so he can have you face him before continuing. pushes two fingers in your mouth that you swirl your tongue around and suck on while he keeps pounding into you in a gentle, sensual rhythm; hips bucking from the tight, wet feeling of you around him. it's a constant stream of praise after praise from his mouth too.

'your mouth was made for sucking on me wasn't it?'

'my needy little baby, what would you do without me?'

'did so well for me today, now just lay back and let me take care of you okay?'

and each time you hum around his fingers, it goes straight down to his cock. he knows how much you love this euphoric feeling, how much you wouldn't wanna come down from this high but everyone has to eventually and so he already has several things prepped for after the session for the both of you.

there's no way you're in any condition to move or walk on your own once the scene ends. but he's absolutely prepared for this. both of you have done your research into it and discussed your boundaries and what aftercare you would like etc. since your relationship is not JUST a dom/sub one (it's an actual romantic, monogamous relationship), he knows how much you would rely on just physical and emotional intimacy. so there's a whole aftercare routine.

he wraps you up in a soft blanket while he runs a bath for the two of you and makes sure to use your favourite bath bombs. it takes you some time to be verbal again but once you are (and once you're both in the bath; you between his legs, back pressed to his chest) he's asking questions like 'did you enjoy that?' and telling you how much he enjoyed it and how that was one of the best orgasms he's ever had (which is also true for you and you tell him that). and the glazed look in your eyes is still there so he makes sure to hold onto you and ask you about things you enjoyed the most and things you might want to skip the next time/didn't enjoy as much (there's barely any of that lmao, if any at all). he makes sure to wash your hair for you and give you a scalp massage while he's at it which makes you sleepier than before. but he's insistent on making you eat a small snack and have a warm beverage before you go to bed.

so once bath time is over, you're just both in the kitchen wrapped in fuzzy robes. he has the kettle on but he makes sure to let you grab onto his arm while he makes a small snack for the two of you. he absolutely adores how you latch onto him like a koala and how you hang onto his every word and get starry-eyed at every small compliment.

he also makes sure to check in emotionally for any signs of a sub drop (none for now but he's not going to stop checking in for the next two/three days. he's also not going to stop watching you closely). watching something together to wind down is out of the question since you're practically dozing off after two sips of your chamomile tea but he makes sure to dress you first in one of his t-shirts and some fuzzy socks while you're just there, speaking in a sleepy, love-sick voice, like 'you made me feel so good today. i love you so much. thank you for taking care of me.' and he appreciates it a lot because at the back of his mind he's always worried about accidentally hurting you but hearing you talk about how much you enjoyed it is all the reassurance he needs. and it doesn't take him long to fall asleep after that with how absolutely blissful and content he feels xo

[heartsoulspiritelite]

i'm so down bad for Matt, Hangman, Kenny & Nick like why they so hot dude.

ANYWAYS here's a HangMatt one shot

Hangman x Matt

Summary- Lately Matt has been feeling very stressed and he really doesn't know why and its driving him crazy because all he wants to do is relax and be stress free but no the world never does anything right for Matt Jackson. Okay no that is not exactly true but you get it? Right? The truth is...

hes knows exactly why hes stressed and its because of that little millennial anxious cowboy

Now that I have you I won't be going anywhere

Lately Matt has been feeling very stressed and he really doesn't know why and its driving him crazy because all he wants to do is relax and be stress free but no the world never does anything right for Matt Jackson. Okay no that is not exactly true but you get it? Right? Most days he just wants to break down crying but he tries holds it in and puts on a strong face for his brother Nick and best friends Kenny & Brandon until dynamites over.

The truth is...

hes knows exactly why hes stressed and its because of that little millennial anxious cowboy with the stupid beautiful long blonde hair, and his dumb gorgeous smile, and his stupid hot ass body, and stupid ugly hot gorgeous ass face, AND THAT ACCENT OMG- sorry, once he starts thinking about Adam he cant stop, and he doesn't know what to do. Once apon a time believe it or not they were best friends without a care in the world and now, well now the aren't really considered friends at all, And that hurts him a lot. Of course this past month has been very stressful because he realized he has feeling for hangman. He doesn't even know how to react to the fact that hes gay because obviously he didn't know that either until he realized how hot he found Adam.

Though, It all makes sense to him now. When they were friends he always had a craving to be closer to him and want more but he never understood what he wanted more of, and the fact that he always found himself staring a little to long or longing to feel his lips on his- okay maybe its always been obvious that he had something for hangman, he must have been in denial.

Dynamite just ended and Matt was on his way back to the hotel. Lately he's let Nick & Kenny share a room because whether they believe it or not its so obvious that they want each other. So now for the time being he stays in his own hotel room instead of sharing with his brother, which he doesn't mind at all because he's able to break down without kicking anybody out of the hotel room non suspiciously.

Once Matt found his way to his room on the 2nd floor and unlocked the door he threw his suitcase and shoes to god knows where and jumped onto his bed and threw the blankets around himself and just started balling. Nobody really understood how hurt he was over the fact that hangman and the elite were no longer friends. All he wanted to do was cuddle Adam but he cant because they rarely acknowledge each other now and its so awkward and all Adam does is just turn a cold shoulder to him.

But what Matt doesn't realize is that Adam is in a lot of pain as well and all he wants to is to be able to joke around with his friends again. Of course over the past few months Adam has actually figured out that he has had feelings for the oldest buck but he has never even thought about Matt being gay he always just assumed the young buck was straight.

Adam was on his way up to his hotel room on 2nd floor when he heard sobs coming from a certain room while hearing the person muttering words and sentences like "i'm an idiot", "Why am i like this" etc, Adam thought the voice sounded quite familiar but didn't want to to eavesdrop or anything or ask a potentially random stranger if they were okay at like 12:30 pm (it was most likely not a stranger because most of the wrestlers who weren't flying home right away were staying at the same hotel)

He went closer to the door and was about to knock and ask if the person was okay when Nick and Kenny showed up.

"The hell you think you're doing? why are you going to Matt's room you've ignored him for like how long already?" Nick whisper-yelled

Okay so that hurt a bit- Wait that's why the voice sounded so familiar- he thought, wait why the hell was his Matt crying?

"Okay calm down would ya man i just heard someone crying and wanted to see if they were alright" Hangman explained

"Wait Matt's crying? Why? Is he okay?" Kenny asked confused and worried

"Why do you think i would know ?" Adam Asked

"Well to be honest with you Adam none of us have been the same without you. No matter how cocky and happy we look were actually all quite depressed, Especially Matt and we all know hes been hurting and has been quite stressed , but we don't fully know why and it has us quite stressed as well because Matthew usually isn't like this, like we know he misses you but he wont even talk to us about it." The Youngest Buck explained to Adam.

"Yeah Adam its true, We all miss you" Kenny exclaimed solemnly.

"I miss you guys as well alright i'm sorry for being so cold to y'all. Do you think it'll be alright if i go check up on him?" Adam asked the boys

"Yeah just please talk to us about it later or tomorrow even" Nick said

"of course, Ill see you later" says Hangman

Nick and Kenny continue walking to their room while worrying a lot about Matt, He's never like this. He's always out going and in a good mood.

Matt is so upset and in his own world that he doesn't hear the conversation happening outside his door or anything. So when he suddenly hears a knock on his door it scares him a bit and brings him back into reality. He goes to open to the door and finds hangman staring at him sympathetically.

"A-Adam W-what are you doing here?" Matt asked frantically trying to wipe his tears.

"Matt are you alright whats wrong?" Adam asked worriedly

"I'm fine you don't have to come check up on me please leave me alone, you don't seem to care any other time" Matt states

"Matt i know your not okay. You can talk to me y'know? I know we aren't very close anymore and i'm sorry about that but i still care for you so very much Matt. I miss you alright, but please Let me in, open up to me okay its not good to bottle this up, and if you don't want to talk to me then please talk to Kenny or Nick." Adam exclaims while wiping Matt's tears away from his cheek.

While slightly blushing Matt bursts into more tears and hugs Adam tight.

"Adam i missed you so much to, I'm sorry" Matt apologizes

"Matty please don't apologize you literally did nothing wrong here alright?" Adam tells Matt while giving him a tight squeeze

"So do you mind if i come in?" Adam asks while lightly breaking the hug

Matt nods his head and lets Adam in

"I-I just i feel like i'm not good enough for everybody and every week people expect so much from me. A-and you I-I just cant get you out of my head Adam, your pretty face and pretty blonde hair and i'm so sorry Adam i didn't mean to fall for you but i cant help-" Matt explains before Adam cuts of his rant with a gentle kiss.

"Matt I've been in love with you for so long you have no idea" Adam tells Matt while staring into his beautiful brown eyes.

"Really..?" Matt asks slightly dazed

"Yeah Matt i have, i should have told you sooner but I've always thought that you would always think of me as just a friend" Adam exclaims

"Never. Adam.. Are you sure? Like do you actually like me because if you are doing this as joke that's just terrible." Matt asks unsure.

"Matt i swear i wouldnt do anything like that to you ever. You here me? You are worth so much Matt you understand?" Adam tells Matt sternly

Matt nods still slightly unsure but he doesn't know why

"I want to hear you say it" Adam tells Matt Sternly, while holding his chin lightly

"I understand Adam. I love you.." Matt whispers while blushing majorly to Adam

"I love you to Matt" Adam whispers back closing the gap between the two once again.

While slightly breaking the kiss Adam Whispers

"I'm so sorry Matt for making you cry all these weeks. Trust me it'll never happen again alright. Now that i have you i wont be going anywhere. I already slightly made amends with Nick and Kenny just so your aware alright? So will you be my boyfriend Matthew?"

"Of course i will Hangman. I'm sorry for making you suffer as well all this time, Please stay in here tonight" Matt asks while grinning

Matt of course i will, You don't have to ask me twice" Adam exclaims while grinning as well.

They both close the gap again and cuddle for the rest of the night. Just like they were all apart of the elite again and are best friend's.

~

~Cross-posted on wattpad & ao3~

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!! this is like the first one shot I've written and i'm very proud of myself. HANGMAN AND MATT ARE SO CUTE I LOVE THEM SM <3

[minho-hoho]

Yandere!ENHYPEN's reaction to: S/O begging to be killed

Genre: Yandere AU, Angst

Warning: Mentions of: blood, death etc... Violence is depicted etc... Swearing

Requested: Yes

A/N: Requests are still open ~ I'll try to post at least once a day or every 2 days since I need to study, I hope all of you have an awesome day/evening/day!

MASTERLIST

Lee Heeseung ¦ 이 희승

It was after a hard punishment, that you started to really want to die. Your life here with him was miserable, and all you wanted was for either of you to die. And it looked like if one of you had to die, it was more likely to be you. As you were crying uncontrollably, you pleaded Heeseung to just kill you. The pain was too much for you to handle. He looked at you as if you had two heads, before answering you.

“What? No, never. I love you too much for that, can't you see that?” He asked visibly bewildered.

“Outside of punishments, I treat you well enough... Don't I?” He started to question himself, was he too harsh with you? Either way, he'll never kill you, at least not on purpose.

Park Jay ¦ 박 제이

It was during a punishment, you couldn't take it anymore. Your life here was pure hell and misery. Even though, Jay claimed to love you, the way he acted during his punishments told you the contrary.

“Why don't you just kill me��� You said between sobs.

“Just kill me already, it'll all be easier..” You trailed off. At first Jay pretended to not even hear you, he was amused by your request.

“Please, I can't do this any more” You pleaded. Jay had enough of your pleading.

“Why would I kill you? I love you, I can't kill the love of my life now, can I? So you should probably shut up, before I get angrier, because you're not leaving me.” He told you. It was enough for you to close your mouth, you knew how sadistic he could be.

Sim Jake ¦ 심 제이크

While he wasn't physically hurting you, your mental health was getting lower and lower every day. You were starting to get suicidal. This life trapped in someone's house was not made for you.

One day, he was just yelling at you for making a dumb mistake. You had enough and you were crying a lot. You could barely speak. And Jake didn't expect you to either.

“I'm so tired... Just please, kill me already...” You took a small pause.

“You already killed other people right? Then for the love of god, kill me. I can't do this any longer” you trailed off before crying harder and louder than before. Jake was more than shocked at your request. Was he that much of a bad boyfriend. His end goal wasn't for you to want to die because of him. He never wanted you to feel this bad. He started to tear up a little.

“No no, of course not baby. I'm so sorry for yelling at you, okay ? You shouldn't have these thoughts okay. I'm here for you. I-I'll be nicer from now on, okay baby? Don't cry, come here” He told you his voice slightly trembling. He wanted the both you to have a perfect life with each other. He wanted dyou to be happy, and it was clear you weren't and he'll do his best to fix that.

Park Sunghoon ¦ 박 성훈

You were seriously tired of being yelled at all the time, of getting punished for small things. Your brain and body couldn't handle it any longer. It seriously looked like he hated your guts instead of loving you like he stated so often. After a while you decided to ask him, why didn't he kill you already? Like he threatened to do so many times now.

“Huh? Wh-what are you even talking about...” He answered you disturbed

“I'll never kill you, okay? You're never leaving me, I-I love you can't you see that?!” He raised his voice. Your head hung low you answered truthfully.

“It doesn't look like it... Just kill me, please. I'm begging you” He was shocked, not only did you want to die because of him, you also thought he hate you. He felt his heart break. He stopped whatever he was doing, went and reflected on himself and on what to do next. He'll make sure to at least show though his actions that he in fact, does love you.

Kim Sunoo ¦ 김 선우

He was deeply concerned about you, he was troubled by what you just asked. He didn't punish frequently, sure, when he did it was one of the most traumatising thing a human could experience, but to him he was just being reasonable.

“Where did you get the idea that I'll ever kill you?” He asked his eyes widened.

“Seeing how you treat me sometimes... If you're going to make me pass out, why not just kill me?” You asked a tear escaping your eye.

“No fucking way. It's because you deserve it! But you can't die. You need to stay with me forever. I can't live without you. Got it?” He asked, still looking troubled.

“Just end me. This is too hard for me.” He frowned.

“Shut up. I am not killing you. Not now, not ever. So you better accept it now.” And he was now gone. You couldn't keep your tears to yourself and sinked on the floor crying. And even though Sunoo was cold to you, he felt bad and was thinking about ways to make you feel better.

Yang Jungwon ¦ 양 정원

He was upset by your request. It was clear his plan wasn't working. You weren't starting to love him back at all, instead you were now suicidal and begging him to kill you. He was very far from his goal. He tried being as understanding as possible with you, and tried to recomfort you.

“I'm sorry I made you feel that way, my love. We're going to make this work. I'll be better to you. We'll both get through this, okay love?” He comforted you, and he was so kind and gentle with you that it could almost make you forget about he did to you. But still, he did his best to make you feel better better without crossing borders, he tried to punish you less and if he had to, he was nicer.

He took you on nice dates and gave you presents often, until you didn't want to die anymore.

Nishimura Riki ¦ 西村 力

It was also during a particularly brutal and ruthless punishment that you took all the courage you had in you to ask him.

“Riki.. Why don't you just kill me if you hate me this much?” He stopped what he was doing to take a look at you. His eyebrows furrowed, before he answered you.

“Stop it. You're not going anywhere. I am not going to kill you. No matter how much you beg me.” He glared down at you.

“So if you don't want to get hurt even more, you better shut your little mouth up before I make you.” He continued his punishment, without any problem. After that, he wondered what he could do to not make you want to die so much. He started to subtly treat you better. He was still cold, but he was nicer in his everyday actions. Which didn't help much, but you somewhat appreciated it, that he still bothered to try and do something.

[ninetailedfoxmanchi]

Mafia! BTS! Yandere - You Have Separation Anxiety

Warnings: yandere, toxic relationship, mentions of abuse, anxiety etc.

A/N: sorry, I was too lazy to proof-read so there may be some typos somewhere

1st part: Mafia! BTS! Yandere - Rival Gang Member Tries to Hurt You but They Think You Wanted to Escape

Jin

You had just finished having breakfast with Jin, although you could barely eat anything yourself. Your eyes kept darting towards the hallway that connected kitchen and lobby. You dreaded the moment Jin would get up and go to work for the first time since what happened to you.

"Alright, I have to go now, princess," said Jin and woke you up from your thoughts. You looked up at him, following his every move as he got up from the table and put on his suit jacket.

Your chest gave a terrible squeeze and sickness rose in your throat. You felt clammy all over, your hands beginning to shake.

You followed Jin down the hallway and into the lobby. He was about to put his shoes on when he saw you. His eyebrows fell and scrunched into a frown.

"Prin-" he began, but you cut him off as you ran to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. You began crying, your chest shivering with heavy sobs.

"P-Please don't go," you begged him, your tears soaking the collar of his shirt. "Please, please, please, please..." you repeated over and over again as your fingers clutched to the fabric of his suit jacket.

"Shh, shh, what's going on, huh? What's going on, princess?" soothed Jin, although deep down he knew something was up. You had been following him around the apartment ever since the rival mafia broke in. Honestly, Jin did not mind your clinginess, he even enjoyed it. But he could not help but feel his heart breaking seeing you like this.

"Please, don't leave me alone," you begged, "I'm so scared."

"Shh, shh, it's okay, you're safe, princess, you're safe," Jin tried to calm you down but there was only one thing he could say that would relieve your anxiety.

"I'm not going anywhere, I promise, I'll stay with you today," he assured and pet your head, his fingers running through your hair.

"R-Really?" you stuttered, looking up into his eyes.

"Of course, princess," said Jin and kissed your forehead. He tried to deny it to himself, but deep down he enjoyed seeing you so needy and desperate for his closeness.

Namjoon

You were pacing from foot to foot as you watched Namjoon read the papers and have his morning coffee. Your heartbeat was echoing through your head as you bit your lip. You poured yourself a cup as well, trying to distract yourself but each time you'd remind yourself that he was about to leave in a couple of minutes, your eyes watered.

Your chin quivered as you tried to swallow back your tears, facing away from Namjoon. He got up and placed his mug in the sink, his arm wrapping around your waist.

"I have to go now, baby," he murmured and kissed your cheek, yet his lips were suddenly wet. Namjoon pulled away and took a good look at you.

"Baby?" he asked, breaking down every last bit of your strength. A heart-breaking sob escaped your lips as you put away your cup and wrapped your arms around Namjoon. Your forehead leaned against his chest, your body trembling in his embrace as you cried.

"Why are you crying, baby? What's going on?" asked Namjoon and pet your head, but you weren't calming down.

"P-Please, please d-don't go... Please don't... don't go," you sobbed, clutching tightly onto his shirt.

Namjoon frowned and his lips parted but he did not stop caressing you. His mind went rushing and his heart skipped a beat.

"Please don't leave me... Don't leave me alone h-here," you stuttered, "I'll do anything, I'll be such a good girl, p-please..."

Namjoon's chest gave a painful squeeze. It was his duty to keep you safe but he let another man get to you. The flashback of it made his nostrils flare and his jaw clench. If he could, he would kill the guy all over again.

"Get dressed," said Namjoon, "You're coming to work with me."

You stared at him puffy-eyed and dumb-founded.

"Go on, hurry up, sweetheart," he nodded at the bedroom. You almost flinched at the realization and sprinted into the closet, getting dressed faster than ever.

Your heart was beating so fast you thought it was going to jump right out of your chest as you came running back to Namjoon. He measured you head to toe, wondering if your outfit was too revealing.

"Alright, let's go, baby," he decided and held out his hand for you to hold. You jumped to him, wrapping your arms around his own. Namjoon could not hide the smile growing on his lips.

Yoongi

"Yoongi," you whimpered as you saw him put on his shirt. He turned around, surprised by the tone of your voice. "I think I have a stomach ache," you said, your arms wrapped around your abdomen.

"What?" breathed Yoongi and climbed back into bed with you. He cupped your cheeks, his eyes wide with worry. He checked your temperature but it seemed alright to him.

"Did you eat something bad, princess?" he asked, touching your forehead again. You shrugged your shoulders but you could not help but let your eyes water. You sniffled quietly and although you did not want Yoongi to notice he did.

"Why are you crying, kitten? Does it hurt that bad?" Yoongi's voice rose as he propped up your chin and made you look him in the eye.

You shook your head, sniffling back your tears although they had already fallen.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?"

You shook your head again and let out a sob. You wrapped your arms tightly around him and buried your face into his neck as you let yourself cry your heart you.

"What is it, kitten? Talk to me," encouraged Yoongi and rubbed your back.

"I'm just... I'm just so scared," you admitted.

"What? What are you afraid of?" he asked, pulling you away enough to see your face.

"P-Please don't go..." you stuttered, "What if... What if someone comes again?"

Yoongi stared at you, suddenly realizing what was going on. There was no tummy ache, not caused by something physical at least.

"Okay," he whispered and caressed your cheeks. "Just for today tho, kitten, then I'll figure something out."

Your chest gave a painful squeeze at the mention that it was just for this one day, but you were grateful nevertheless. You nodded and wiped away some of your tears as you looked down in shame. Yoongi kissed your forehead though, a part of him enjoying how desperately you needed him, yet another, significantly smaller part tho, was feeling guilty for letting you get hurt in the first place.

Hoseok

You had been following Hoseok around the apartment the entire morning. You came with him to the bathroom to brush your teeth, then even after you were done, you watched him shave and style his hair. When he left to the walk-in closet, you followed him as well, although you did not change your clothes at all.

You helped Hoseok manage his tie and he noticed your hands were shaking, however, he thought it was from cold, not anxiety so he gave you a warm hug.

As you had breakfast, you did not sit opposite of Hoseok as usual, but right beside him. You barely got a few bites down by the time Hoseok was already finished and ready to go to work.

Your heart began to beat faster and faster, threatening to jump right out of your chest. Heat rushed to your head, your vision blurred from dizziness.

You jumped up and followed Hoseok into the lobby where he fixed his suit jacket in front of the mirror.

"I'll see you later, baby," he spoke with a smile and kissed your cheek.

"Wait!" you whimpered, "Can I come with you?"

Your words stopped Hoseok on his tracks. He paused for a moment before he turned around, his murk brown eyes finding yours. You were pacing from one foot to the other, your entire body burning.

"What are you talking about, baby? Why would you want to come to work with me?" he asked soberly.

"I just... I... I..." you stuttered, looking down at the ground as your eyes watered. "P-Please... Please can I... Can I stay with you? P-Please... I don't want to be alone h-here... What if... What if someone comes?"

Hoseok stared at you, his lips softly parting. He'd be lying if he said he had not been thinking of the same thing himself. Yet he tried to be as rational as he could by changing the locks and enhancing security. It was not good enough though.

"I'll stay here with you instead, baby," said Hoseok and took off his suit jacket, "We can find a new apartment together, what do you say?"

Hoseok cupped your cheeks and smiled reassuringly. You looked up into his eyes, your chest released from a deadly anxious grip for the first time in days.

You threw your arms around Hoseok and hugged him tightly. He kissed your head and caressed your hair. He would never take you to work if him if he could help it. The thought of his co-workers eying your beautiful body made him want to kill every single one of them.

Jimin

You were curled up in bed with Jimin, your legs and legs intertwined. Jimin was still half-asleep, yet you could not get a moment of shut-eye during the entire night. Your tummy kept hurting and your chest gave painful squeezes.

Your eyes threatened to water at the thought of only having an hour or two until Jimin had to get up and leave for work. Your hands began to shake at the recollection of what had happened the other day.

"J-Jimin?" you asked softly. He wiggled his nose and muttered something before he pulled you even closer and used your neck as a pillow.

"Jimin?" you asked again, your fingers gently running through his hair.

"What is it, kitten?" he murmured against your hot neck. You could not hold back your tears any longer but you did not let out a single sob.

"W-What if... What if you... you didn't go to work t-today?" you stuttered a small whisper. If you had rose your voice any louder, it would have cracked beneath the weight of your anxiety.

"What?" asked Jimin, slowly coming to realization of what you have asked of him. He rose his head up and looked at you, his hand cupping your cheek.

"You don't want me to go to work?" he repeated, frowning a little out of sheer confusion. Jimin had never heard anything like it come out of your mouth and a part of him truly believed he heard you wrong.

"I'm just... I'm just really scared to be... to be alone," you whispered, tears soaking the pillow beneath your head.

Jimin froze. His heart gave a jolt and his eyes fell onto your neck where the bruise given by his own hand rested. He remembered the day vividly. Not only the man that was stupid enough to attack you, what more him because you were a part of Jimin, but the wrath he felt towards you for thinking you wanted to escape. It's been bothering because he knew it was his fault all along. He should have protected you not hurt you.

"Please stay, Jimin," you whispered, big heavy tears escaping your eyes.

"Of course I'll stay, kitten," said Jimin and caressed your cheek. He placed a soft kiss on your forehead. "Don't worry, baby, I'll protect you. I'll always protect you."

Taehyung

You were lying in bed, your head a hot mess as you watched Taehyung put on his golden watch and get ready for work. Your body was cold but your head was hot with fever. Not to mention how deeply in knots your stomach was, nearly making you cry.

When Taehyung came to you, thinking you were just sleepy, he kissed your forehead goodbye. But feeling how warm and damp your skin was, he could not help but frown. His heart gave a nervous jolt as he pulled the covers some from your neck.

"Jagi, what's going on?" he asked concerned, but you just snuggled back into the comforter as shivers ran down your body. "Jagi, are you sick?" his voice turned louder. Taehyung placed his palm on your forehead, feeling the fever burn beneath his fingers.

"I'm really cold," you murmured, your closed eyes soaking with tears.

"I think you have a fever, kitten," said Taehyung concerned, "I should go get a doctor." He tried to get up from the bed and head out, but you caught his hand immediately, your emotions getting the worst from you.

"N-No," you cried, "Please don't go."

"You're sick, kitten, I have to get you some medication at least," insisted Taehyung but you stopped him on his tracks with a quiet, heart-breaking sob. "Don't cry, don't cry, you'll get better soon, kitten, I promise."

"It's not... It's not that..." you sobbed and buried your face into the pillow.

"What are you talking about, kitten?" frowned Taehyung.

"I just... I think it's just... I'm so scared," you confessed and squeezed his hand tightly.

"You're scared?" asked Taehyung almost with disbelief. He caressed your forehead and wiped away some of your tears. "You have nothing to be afraid of while you're with me, kitten."

"Ex... Exactly," you whispered, crying even harder. "But you... Y-You're leaving."

In that moment, Taehyung understood. He had not thought about it per say but it was not unusual. Especially according to what you had been through just a few days ago.

"I'm not leaving," assured Taehyung out of the sudden, taking you off guard. He pulled off his crisp black shirt and threw it on the floor before lying back in bed and taking you in his arms.

"W-What are you... What are you doing?" you asked, looking up at his big brown eyes.

"My kitten needs me to stay, so I'm staying," he said easily and leaned his forehead against yours. His eyes stared deep inside your being, his fingers caressing your cheek. Once you had calmed down, the fever slowly left as well.

Jungkook

You were lying in bed with Jungkook, the dawn slowly creeping in through the window. You were both already awake for some time yet for much different reasons. You could not even get an hour of good rest, your mind preoccupied with fears of what may happen when Jungkook will go to work. You were bothered with nightmares and horrible flashbacks of what had happened.

But now, Jungkook was holding your hand and softly playing with your fingers, his gaze focused on it as if they were precious artwork. The longer you stared at him though, the tighter squeezes your chest gave. Your stomach twisted into knots and an unusual fever crept to your head. You shut your eyes tight, trying to supress the anxiety. But the thought of Jungkook leaving you alone in the apartment again made your stomach turn.

You pulled your hand away and shot up from the bed before you ran off to the bathroom. Although your stomach was almost empty, you still vomited. Jungkook took your hair and held it in a ponytail. His lips touched the side of your neck, growing wet with your ice-cold sweat.

He stared at you as you paced your breathing, wondering what was going on. You flushed the toilet and broke down crying. Jungkook frowned and brushed the hair from your face, but you could not even look him in the eye.

"Why are you crying, kitten? Are you sick?" he asked concerned. You tried to wipe away your tears but your chest hurt too much to bear. You leaned your head against Jungkook's chest, your arms wrapping tightly around his body.

"Kitten," he said more sternly and cupped your cheeks, "You either tell me what's going on or stop crying."

"I... I just... P-Please, don't go... Don't leave me alone, Jungkook," you stuttered, trying to calm your crying as you looked down.

Jungkook froze at the sound of his own name falling off your tongue. Even though it was mid-crying, he was certain he had never heard anything more beautiful.

"Fine," he agreed immediately, "Then you're coming to work with me."

You stared at him, blinking away the tears. "W-What?"

"I'll get us a new apartment before the day is out," said Jungkook, "Now go get dressed, kitten."

[destiny-fics]

Hi! I'm going to miss the 'pick a card' series but I'm glad that you are accepting Drabble requests etc.

Can I please have a Drabble demon!Seonghwa where the reader is upset for whatever reason ( you can pick) & he calls her 'little dove' & presses kisses all over her face & helps her feel better?

I'm due for my period so I'm all in my feels.

Thank you xx

A/n: Hello!! I am going to miss Pick a Card so much too. It has seriously become my baby and I'm so glad that people loved it as much as I do. As for this request, I can absolutely provide, I hope you enjoy!!

Little Dove-Park Seonghwa

[Demon!Park Seonghwa x Fem!Reader]

Genre: Fluff, Comfort, Non-Idol!au

Warnings: Crying, demon!Seonghwa, pet name: little dove, y/n has had a bad day and is very sad but Seonghwa is there to make it all better

Takes place in the 'Pick a Card,' universe, after the events of the main series. Read the full series here

"Y/n, my angel?" Seonghwa called as he entered your apartment, Toothless key chain jingling against the keys he had to your apartment. You'd given each of your boyfriends a key to your apartment and Seonghwa had decorated his with a little Toothless keychain. You now knew that the eight of them could just materialise into your apartment, but it felt a bit more official to give them each a key. Seonghwa looked around the entrance to your apartment with a small frown when you were nowhere to be found. "Y/n?"

He called your name again, tuning in his ears to see if he could hear anything which resembled you. His frown deepened when he heard quiet sobbing coming from the direction of your bedroom. It was practically silent, but his heightened senses made it easier to hear now that he was focussed on you. He quickly rushed to your room, pushing open the door. His heart broke at seeing you sobbing quietly into your soft pillows.

"Oh little dove," he walked over to you, placing a gentle hand on your back. You sniffled and turned over to face Seonghwa.

"Hwa...?" You sniffled and it made Seonghwa's heart break even more when you said his name.

"Oh sweet thing," Seonghwa pulled you close and let you cry into his chest, gently rubbing your back, "what's wrong?"

"Just a hard day," you sniffled, wiping your tears on Seonghwa's very nice shirt. He didn't care that much about his shirt, he could get plenty of other shirts, he couldn't get plenty of other yous though.

"That's okay little dove, these things happen."

"I just, feel like nothing was going right. I'm so stupid."

"Don't say that y/n, you aren’t stupid at all.”

You just shrugged, burying your face in Seonghwa’s chest. He sighed softly, stroking the back of your head before pulling away so he could look at you. “You aren’t stupid little dove.”

“But I-” Seonghwa cut you off with a quick peck to your lips.

“No.”

“But Hwa I-” he kissed your cheek this time.

“No.” 

“Seonghwa are you just going to keep kissing me every time I-” a series of kisses were pressed to your nose.

“Yes. Until you stop thinking bad things about yourself.”

You huffed a soft laugh and it made him smile, “You can’t keep doing that. You’ll get bored.”

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow and began to press kiss upon kiss all over your face. Lips, cheeks, forehead, nose, eyebrow, anywhere he could. “You want to try me? I’ll never get bored of kissing you.”

You giggled softly and Seonghwa felt his heart soar. He continued to kiss you until you were laughing and kissing him back, pressing your own soft kissed on his nose, lips and forehead. “Seonghwa this is dumb,” you were still laughing though and Seonghwa knew you didn’t mean it.

“Is it? Cause it brought my sweet girl back didn’t it?”

“I suppose that’s true.”

Seonghwa smiled and pressed a soft, warm kiss to your lips “See? I’m full of great ideas.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, bringing him in for another soft kiss, “Thanks for making me feel better Hwa.”

“You think I’m done? I’m absolutely not. I’m ordering some food and we’re going to watch a movie and cuddle until there’s no more sadness in those pretty eyes of yours.”

You smiled and nodded, playing with the collar of his shirt, “I’d like that, thank you Seonghwa.”

“Anything for you little dove.”

[elizaartz]

Soul: My future wife must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.

Sookie: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to her knees and sob while apologizing profusely*

Soul: That one. I want that one.

Sookie: Do you want to know your gay name?

Soul: My... my gay name?

Sookie: Yeah, it's your first name-

Soul: Haha. Very funny Sookie-

Sookie: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.

Soul: Oh- oh my god.

Sookie: What are you in the mood for?

Soul: World domination.

Sookie: That's a bit ambitious.

Soul: You are my world.

Sookie: Aww...

Soul:

Sookie:

Soul:

Sookie: OH.

Sam, sweating: Yuki, there’s something I need to ask you-

Yuki: Finally! You’re proposing!

Sam: How’d you know?

Yuki: Sam, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

Yuki: I even picked it up once.

Sam: *angrily presses Yuki against a wall* WHERE'S THE MONEY?!

Yuki: ...

Yuki: Are we about to kiss-

Sam: I love you.

Yuki, not paying attention: What was that?

Sam: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

Sam: Yuki, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right?

Yuki, naked in Sam's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

Sam, already taking off his clothes: Fuck... Me neither.

Yuki: This date is boring!

Sam: This isnt a date. I said I was going to the store.

Yuki: Then why did you invite me?

Sam: I didnt, I specifically said "dont come with me" then you said " fuck you Sam I'll do whatever I want!

Sam: Can you cut me some slack, Yuki? I’m sort of in love.

Yuki: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem.

Sam: I’m in love with you.

Yuki: *blushes* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

Taurtis: We have a problem.

Chan: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

Chan: I feel like doing something stupid.

Taurtis: I’m stupid, do me.

Sam: Sookie is playing hard to get.

Sam: Little does she know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

Sam: I still don’t have a New Year’s resolution.

Yuki: You could lose a few.

Taurtis: You could be less lazy.

Grian: Don’t be such a bitch.

Sam: Okay DAMN, SHIT.

Taurtis: If I punch myself and it hurts, am I weak or strong?

Yuki: Strong.

Sam: Weak.

Grian: An idiot, is what your are.

Sam: I'm bored.

Yuki: Wanna commit first degree murder?

Sam: Sure!

Taurtis, hearing them: No- Stop, don't do that! Put that knife down! Put Grian down!!

Grian: For self defense reasons, I'm going to pretend to be a burglar and you guys have to act wisely.

Taurtis, Sam, & Yuki: Okay.

Grian: If you don't want to die, give me all your money.

Taurtis: Bold of you to assume I have money.

Sam: Bold of you to assume I don't want to die.

Yuki: Bold of you to assume I can die.

Yuki: Slash gamemode creative.

Sam: Dude, this isn't Min-

Yuki: *starts levitating*

Ellen: I’ve been dropping him the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

Grian: Wow. He sound stupid.

Ellen: But he's not. He's really smart actually. Just dense.

Grian: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Ellen: I guess you’re right. Hey Grian, I love you.

Grian: See! Just say that!

Ellen: Holy fucking shit.

Grian: If that flies over his head then, sorry Ellen, but he's too dumb for you.

Ellen: Grian.

*At a speed dating event*

Grian: Oh wow, people are really shallow.

Ellen: Consider it a background check. For example: Do you have a death certificate?

Grian: *Checks his pulse* Sorry, not yet.

Ellen: Good, I'm not fucking a ghost again.

Grian: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...

Ellen: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?

Grian: Holy moly-

Grian: Are you trying to seduce me?

Ellen: Why, are you seducible?

Sam: Well, yuki and I finally did it!

The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*

Sam: That's right... We kissed!

*Grian is crying after a breakup*

Ellen: There there, Grian.

Grian, still crying: Thanks, but how did you get into my room?

Ellen: Great question—

[violetnotez]

I know this isn’t canon at all, since Yuuji can pretty much control Sukuna...but I just want some Itadori cuddles

Itadori x reader | Jujutsu Kaisen

⤷ Genre: Fluff+Angst

⤷ Word Count: 1072

⤷ Warnings: cursing, negative feelings (ie:worthlessness, etc)

⤷ Synopsis: Itadori wakes up to you crying...and he’s gotta figure out what-or who-made you so upset.

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“Huh? W-what happened?”

Itadori blinked a few times, ruffling his hand through his hair as he tried to wake himself from his brain fog.

What went on that made him forget his memory so badly?

He remembered having a movie night with you, having a stack of snacks on the table as you two cuddled up on the couch, readying for a long night of movies. The last thing he remembered was telling you something about the movie you were watching, and then letting out a yawn...did he pass out?

It wasn’t it like him to knock out during a movie, he was always too focused too think about sleep, but you were so warm and cuddly...he must have just fell asleep by accident.

Yuuji scratched the back of his head, a shy chuckle leaving his lips.

“Guess I accidentally fell asleep, sorry about that y/n…

-“y/n?”

Itadori turned his head, his ears picking up a stomach churning noise-

you were crying.

You had been snuggled up close to him, but right now you were on the very opposite of the couch, as far as you could be from him. You were cradling your knees to your chest, back shaking from the sniffles as you turned yourself away from him.

Itaodri was instantly scared- you were fine just moments ago, what had happened when he was asleep?

He started scooting himself closer to you, wanting nothing more than to wipe those tears away so he can make you happy and smiling again.

“Was the movie too sad?” He asked, desperately trying to piece together the situation,” I'm so sorry, I didn't think it would make you so upset, we can change it-”

“Do you-“ you squeaked out, your voice meek and scratchy,” do you really think of me like that?”

His hand was reached out to you, so close to comforting your broken form- but it faltered, taken aback by your words.

What were you talking about?

He retreated his hand back to his body, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I-Im sorry babe,” he chukled nervously, “I dont really know what your talking about,”

He watched you abruptly turn your body to him, a sniffle leaving you as you swallowed thickly.

Itadori felt his heart break at the sight of you-your eyes were glassy and red, wet tears streaking across your cheeks. Your brows were knitted with such pain, he wanted to just shower you with love and adoration to make it go away.

But in order to do that, he had to figure out what the hell got you this upset in the first place.

Hiccups began to abrupt in your chest, the force of them making your tears well in your eyes again as you looked up at him.

“Hey, its okay” he cooed softly, gingerly taking your hand in his. “You’re safe with me, I wont let anything happen to you. Just tell me whats wrong, and I promise I’ll make it all go away,”

Something was different...when he took your hand, you didnt look more comforted like you suaully would...you had stiffened as if it pained you to have him touch you.

“Do you-do you think Im worthless? And-and dumb? Ugly?” you sniffled out, your voice weak and timid.

Yuuji blinked a few times yet again, utterly confused and worried.

What or who was making you think like this?

You continued to spill out these harmful, negative words, each one making Itadori’s stomach sink deeper and deeper. He could see your spirits had been crush, but he just couldnt seem to understand what had brought this upon you.

You paused slightly, your eyes wavering and throat throbbing, turning to Yuuji with a pitiful stare.

“Do you-do you not want to be with me?”

Yuuji instantly reacted, his brows knitted and eyes wide.

“Of course I want to be with you!” he exclaimed, his voice proud and unwavering.

He brought your hand up to his chest, his larger palm placing yours against his heart.

“On my life, I wouldnt be with you if I didnt want to. Youre beautiful, smart, funny, you always make me smile, you’re always there for me, you make me feel like the best version of me...so why wouldnt I want to be with you?”

The thumping of Itadori’s heart seeped into your skin, the motion sending a thumping through your fingertips, through your arm and traveling to your body.

The corner of your mouth tugged, yet eyes still full of sorrow and pain.

“What happened love?” he asked again softly, noticing how you eyes faltered, moving closer to your shaking form.

“Sukuna….” you stuttered, chest beginning to fall more forcefully, “he-“

“Did he come out...and say all those things to you?” Itadori finished your sentence for you, his light brown eyes darkening to a shade of chocolate brown as you nodded your head weakly, confirming his worst fear.

The hell did that damn curse thinking he was doing?It was bad enough he could hear him complaining in his head all day, and now he was trying to screw up his love life?

Itadori fully knew Sukuna wasnt too... pleased to know that his vessel was dating a human... and one with a low amount of cursed energy. Yuuji could hear him all the time complaining or making rude comments whenever you two were together, but Yuuji would either ignore it or tell him to be quiet. But he would never think Sukuna would do something as terrible as this…

Just as Itadori was going to start yelling at Sukuna in his head for being such a jackass to you, he felt your breathing become more rapid than before.

“Oh, babe…” he breathed out, instantly scooping you up into his lap as you began to cry again, tears wetting your cheeks once again.

Before you seemed to flinch against his touch, but now your hands instantly wrapped into his chest, enveloping yourself in his warmth as you hide yourself into his collarbone

Yuuji let you sob out your pain without judgement, whispering sweet nothings as he brushed the side of your face with his digits, placing kisses all over your face.

“I promise you,” he stated, voice strong and unwavering, “I will never let that happen ever again.”

[a-furry-perhaps]

Violet Memoire x Male!reader (Romantic hcs)

Basically how they would act in a romantic relationship with you, the reader. Here is the link to the VN. Enjoy reading!

Pairings: Oscar, Leigh, Lucas, Wallace x m!reader (seperate)

Characters mentioned: Selwyn, Charlie, Aure

Genre: Fluff, light angst

Warnings: Crying, cursing, talking about past trauma (though not in detail), not proofread

Oh boy

Get ready for constant teasing

I mean.. what did you expect?

If you aren't than I don't believe you

Now Oscar is 6'7'' meaning you are most likely shorter than him

He's definitely going to like either ruffle your hair or he's going to lean on your head

However if you don't want him to do that and make it obvious he'll stop

Will for sure make A LOT of dirty jokes and refrences but he will tone it down if it makes you uncomfortable

If your guys' relationship lasts long enough he will open up about his past to you

Make sure you tell him that you are listening and comfort him if you have to because he doesn't show this side of him often

And when he comes to a particular hard memory and you hug him and tell him he's got nothing to worry about..

He starts crying.

First they are soft sniffles but then quickly they turn into full on sobs

You honestly thought he doesn't cry because of very positive aura (dumb I know)

He's crying because it hits him that you are actually by his side and he does have nothing to worry about

It surprised you that the Oscar started crying

Back to fluff

But you put your shocked feelings aside to comfort Oscar

Like that one time where he took you to your favorite restaurant and you spend the majority of the night talking with each other about nothing and everything

While Oscar is teasing you and making sex jokes most of the time he does have his romantic moments

Or where he prepared a big picnic for you both on a hill

Or he took you swimming with Selwyn and you almost drowned

WILL pick you up out of nowhere and just.. carry you

All in all he's a great S/O

Yes

Just yes

He's SOOOOO loving and caring towards you

Also very protective

Like he will always walk beside you and give the heaviest death glare to anyone who's even looking at you wrong

You just mean SO much to him

This dude got trauma. Obviously

We just don't know what it exactly is (We have public build 13 as I'm writing this)

He's not secretive about it

He just says that his father was an asshole and that his mother is dead

He won't elaborate any further though

You need patience with him if you want know more about him

Eventually he will sit down with you and explain everything. From beginning to end

He won't cry while explaining. He just spaces out a bit and doesn't say anything until he continues.

At the end of it he is very nervous about your reaction

He's scared that you will leave him

However when you put your hand slowly on his own and he looks back up at you and sees you softly smiling at him, he's relieved

You reassure him that you will always stay by his side

Okay back on track

Late night cuddles on the couch are just perfect with him

Unfortunetly this doesn't happen often since 1. He has college and 2. He has to work for both himself and his sister

If you offer money to him or suggest he and Charlie can stay at your place, he will refuse

He doesn't want to bother you (which he doesn't)

You still suggest it from time to time

Also speaking of Charlie

You are BFFs with her

Like from the moment you meet

You both talked about different things like sports, hobbys, food, games etc.

You were already planning a trip with her

(And Leigh regrets introducing you two.)

You will definitely go to at least one of her games. Especially if Leigh can't make it.

10/10

I love Leigh so fucking much it's not funny anymore

Our favorite grumpy fox

He is very romantic which may come off as a surprise

Like he gets you a bouquet of flowers out of nowhere

He hugs you from behind and tries to kiss your cheek

I'm saying tries because he is most likely shorter than you (he's 5'2'')

He will try to keep you in bed in the morning for cuddles when his schedule is empty

If he needs to calm down because he's anxious about something he will tightly hold your hand and quietly ask if you guys can go

You two will have little study dates in the library

They are really great because it's quite and cozy and you get things acutally done and the atmosphere is just great

If you don't understand something then you can ask Lucas for help and vice versa

That one time you both fell asleep holding hands with one another and it's just <3

Also cuddles with him are just great

He doesn't mind if he's the little or big spoon though he likes it if you hold him

He will also lay his head on your chest listening to your heartbeat

Aure will definitely take pictures of you two

Speaking of

Aure is gushing over you two SO MUCH

He'll try to take you both clothes shopping to get cute matching outfits for you and Lucas

Lucas is so done with his shit but let's it happen and you two actually look cute at the end of the day

Lucas gets more confident ever since he met you

His temper is also a bit better

He's a sweet boy

Shy boy all the way

Will constantly question how he got such an amazing and handsome boyfriend

Like your so kind and fucking hot like-

That leads to him thinking he doesn't deserve you

Please reassure him that this isn't true

He needs it

Wallace isn't really experienced when it comes to relatinships but he tries his best

Like he'll try to cook something for you

But the first time he tried to he almost burned down the kitchen

He's getting better though

He's probably smaller than you

I mean this weasel is 5'3''

Wallace feels like he has to introduce you to his parents as soon as possible

Only an inch taller than Lucas

You tell him that he only has to introduce you guys if he feels ready to do so

He feels really anxious ever since he found the diary

So he needs your help from time to time

Like you need to comfort him and keep him grounded

You also need to stop him from reading too much

Back to fluff (I really love getting off track)

You take him on dates since he's too shy to do that

(I'm sorry I ran completly out of ideas for Wallace and Lucas. Sorry to dissapoint)

[patchworkofravens]

aight i didn't reread most of this but this almost everything in one long incomprehensible mess. have fun ^-^

ok, so picture this: a six hour drive and i'm banging out the tunes on the car's main speakers and trying to convince my dad that stray kids are good. And then, then, a certain song comes on. a certain horrible song. it's thirty seconds long and the entire time the car is just filled with the tension of both of us being too aware of how cringe the song is. this is your fault. like why. there's a cat licking your birthday cake is not the ideal car tune. yeah. oh and i may have had to skip a few emotional songs because. well. because. :). ok bye <3 ily /p teehee. shut up i'm not a softie (maybe a tiny bit but like. shut up.) i can hear you laughing at me from here you little stinky

bitch. bitch. i. hate. you. /j. i did not need to get rickrolled mid-revision. i mean, i wasn't actually revising, but i was supposed to be. no-one needs to know i was writing fanfic instead like a loser. but bitch. bitch. yeah. that's it. ly ciao

ALSO also skz are apparently gonna have a world tour this year. if we lived in the same country and like knew each other irl etc etc i would so take you to it. and yeah. also dancing to secret secret with you in a rainy twilight when no-one's watching. yeah. ok i'm gonna try and revise again.

soft. soft. why is this stupid cat song like this. it's literally called meow. i'm hugging you so much rn. maybe fighting you a little bit too. but hugging you sosososososo much. i wish you were real so i could like. physically hug you. well, you are probably real but yk what i mean. ok. i'm actually gonna revise now. bye.

soft. i am trying so hard to resist the urge to redownload the app and just leave an ask saying some dumb shit or smth and then run away again. why did you have to be so cool and likeable? /nm . lol let's see if i ever get the guts to send you all this bullshit. i'm a wuss so i'm guessing rn i won't. or at least i'll delete this bit bc it's stupid. but yeah. if you're actually seeing this. hi. (°//-//°) (⨀//-//⨀) ⨀-⨀ (⨀⨀) <- haha boobas

there is approximately 12.09 kg of human flesh for every 1 kg of ant flesh. i don't know why i went to the effort of researching and calculating that. maths. pain. suffering. not psychology revision. :| lmao. anyways. hana dul set CHEESE

you did watch bakuten? yeah i'm pretty sure you did. ok. cool. of course you did misato kinnie. yeah.

haha i feel like i should regret sending you this but oh well.

I am so many emotional very much cackling tears rage oh my god

AHAHAHAHA cryign thats ur fault for playing that playlist instead of just skz music <3<3 IN FRONT OF UR DAD ??@?@?@ IAOEBEJSOSJ theres a cat licking ur birthday cake is very u vibes okay shut upzjsheb oh. Well i just got rickrilled by ur playlist. Are u happy now. Is this what u wanted. Asshat. <3 Softie the most softie although ur probably going tk have enough reason to call me that after a few hours ahah ahaa. Hah thats ur punishment for not revising ig ^-^ cryign red face in hands yeah that would have been nice. Red face in hands tears many tears branch u absolute softie so true. secret secrwt n shes in the rain n then we inievitably slip in the rain<3 or me anyway because i cant dance for shit anymore n i pull you down w me oh my god i want to go to concerts w u and sit in the sunrise arguing n OH YMY GOD BEFORE I KET YOU CODY FRY OH MY HOD ITS SO PRETTY AND GENTLE TREE I WILK SOB shut up dont insult the cat song ur insulting urself. Basically. Dont i will literally ruin u n then hug u. Sobing actually so true i wish you were an irl so i coukd hug u too dying crying. So true i am very cool n likeable/hj but also but also i could literally say the same about u. Intriguing information thank u olive <3. SO TEUE . i . No sadly. Unfortunately i kin coach shida instead

[mandoalorian]

Hi, I was the anon who asked if you could write something because I felt crappy. I didn't mean to put any pressure on you. I was just looking for something short and sweet. I'm having existential anxieties a lot (pandemic hasn't helped) and struggle feeling as if I have a purpose in life. I'm crap at everything I do. I've tried to find comfort in believing that you don't have to have a purpose but it's hard to really believe. I lost my job recently bc of the pandemic and it's been hard finding another.

Any pedro character, although my favourites are Javier, Ezra and Frankie. Don't worry if you can't write anything tonight or don't have time etc. I will be fine and you aren't responsible for any anons that ask you to cheer them up so plz don't pressure yourself. Sorry for asking :/ and being a downer.

Oh my love, this has been in my inbox for a few days now. I’m sorry I’ve only just got round to doing it. Please don’t apologise for being a downer or asking! It’s what I’m here to do :) I hope this helps ease your anxiety and makes you feel better.

Comfort Blanket [Frankie Morales x Reader]

Warnings: mentions of anxiety/descriptions of a panic attack, Frankie is a soft dumb dorky himbo

Rating: PG-13

Your cheeks were painted with your tears, and they glistened under the dull bathroom light. You thanked your lucky stars that this had happened whilst you were home alone. You couldn't deal with having to face Frankie. You knew he'd confront you about this. You knew he wouldn't understand and he'd demand answers. You were always so happy and smiley. Even the guys (Will, Ben and Santiago) said you were such a positive influence on the group. But you were only human, and as you sat against the cold tiled wall, your elbow leaning on the toilet seat, you weren't feeling very positive. You weren't feeling... anything really.

Anxiety had consumed you to the point of sickness, and it was uncalled for. You'd spent hours sobbing, holding your head in your hands and furiously tugging on your hair. It felt like you were choking. The feeling of impending doom swarming your body, drowning you. You couldn't breathe. Your chest felt tight, your vision became hazy and your mouth dried up.

Frankie was just a phone call away. He'd want to know. If you were scared or hurting, he'd want to know. You knew what your boyfriend was like. He loved you so much. But you didn't want to worry him. He'd ask what was wrong and you wouldn't be able to answer him, because you didn't even know yourself. It was pointless burdening him with this. Just for once, you had to be independent. You had to face this alone.

You hadn't even heard the front door lock click open. He'd gotten home early and you were too busy whimpering in the bathroom to hear his usual greeting, "Honey I'm home!"

The words were cheesy, and they often earned a roll of your eyes. But it was yours and Frankie's special thing— and you loved it. Frankie dropped his keys in the bowl kept on the kitchen counter and padded through your small apartment. He was confused when you weren't there to greet him the way you usually were. Sure, he had gotten home from work earlier, but you'd always run into his arms and embrace him the second he walked through the door.

Frankie padded through the living room, down the corridor, thinking you might be in the bedroom. He paused midway when he passed the bathroom, freezing in his footsteps when he overheard your cries.

He stood outside the bathroom. You'd been together for six months and Frankie had never heard you cry before. He didn't know how to approach you. He felt an anger, wanting to know exactly who and what had hurt you. The sobbing stifled for a second and Frankie breathed a sigh of relief. Until you started again. Frankie opened the door.

You looked up at your boyfriend with glazed eyes, feeling your cheeks heat up with embarrassment. He wasn't supposed to see you like this. You hid your face in the crook of your elbows with shame, muffling your sobs.

"What's wrong?" He asked hesitantly.

You let out an even louder and infuriated cry when you couldn't answer his question. You shrugged your shoulders helplessly and let your tears soak your clothes as you held your knees to your chest. "I just... I just..." you gasped for air, unable to get any words out. Frankie understood. He knew how you were feeling.

"One sec." he said, holding up a finger before bolting out of the bathroom.

He dived into your shared bedroom, fell to his knees and stretched out his arms to pull out a box that he kept under his bed. It was your bed too, and yet you had no idea he kept it there. It was a relatively small sized cardboard box, messily stuck shut with strong masking tape. He carried the box back into the bathroom and slouched down next to you. He took a deep breath and passed you the box.

"What's this?" you sniffed, letting your fingers curiously trace the tape.

"It's my panic box. Inside this box is everything I need to help me calm down when I'm anxious or upset. Open it." Frankie urged, nudging you playfully. You giggled at his touch and wiped your eyes, trying to regulate your breathing. Frankie wrapped an arm around you and held you close as you peeled away the tape.

Inside the box was an array of things. The first thing you picked out was a soft fluffy blanket. It looked old, slightly rugged, torn in the corners and even sewn up with patchwork. It had a distinct smell too. It wasn't a bad smell. You couldn't describe it. It just smelled like Frankie. You shot him a questioning look.

"This," Frankie said, taking the blanket from you and opening it up. He draped it over you both. "Is my comfort blanket from when I was a kid. It's been with me through everything. Heartbreak, death, even the times when I was upset for no apparent reason... my comfort blanket always seemed to fix things. The least I can do is share it with you." Frankie smiled sheepishly and he noticed the way your eyes sparkled in delight.

"I had no idea you kept a comfort blanket." You confessed with a shaky exhale. You relished the feeling, grabbing a fistful of the material knowing that the blanket was probably not much younger than Frankie. That the blanket had been there for him throughout everything.

"Well, I do," Frankie shrugged. "But uh— don't tell the guys."

You giggled. "Thank you for sharing this with me." you sniffed, immediately beginning to feel so much better.

"Keep digging through the box." Frankie ordered, taking your hand and rubbing comforting circles into your skin.

You nodded, reaching back into the box with your free hand. Inside was a scented candle, miscellaneous packets of candy and chocolate, an old teddy bear, and what could only resemble something you kept locked away in your nightstand drawer.

"Frankie!" you gasped, taking the device out of the box and turning to him. Your jaw had dropped and you were trying to contain a smile. "What is this? It looks like a—"

"Don't say it!" Frankie said quickly, snatching the pink device from your hands. He flicked a switch and it started buzzing. You slapped a hand over your mouth in disbelief. "I know what it looks like, okay. But it's a back massager." He pressed two more buttons and demonstrated how it changed speeds and settings.

"Frankie... I don't think—"

"It's a back massager!" Frankie exclaimed defensively, cutting you off. Once again, your dorky himbo boyfriend had you lost for words.

You burst into a fit of giggles as Frankie pressed the vibrating device into the small off your back. "Frankie stop it!" you laughed as he crawled on top of you.

"Feels nice, doesn't it?" He quizzed with a smirk. You squealed as he poked his fingers into your side, tickling you, and only making your laughter grow. You had been smiling so hard, your cheeks began to hurt. You pulled the baseball cap off Frankie's head and tossed it to one side so you could tug on his dark curls. He finally lifted off you and switched the ‘back massager’ off. "I'm glad you're smiling." Frankie admitted, pressing a soft and chaste kiss into your cheek.

"Frankie, I love you so much." You admitted, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend. He picked you up, letting the comfort blanket fall to the floor and carried you to the living room. He dropped you on the sofa and tossed you the television control.

"I love you too," he cooed, smoothing out your hair and kissing your forehead. "Why don't we have a movie night, huh? I'll order take-out and bring us a few beers in."

"Okay." you sniffed happily. As you watched Frankie wander into the kitchen, you wondered how you'd ever gotten so lucky.

You knew now that even when you felt like you had to be independent, there was nothing wrong with letting Frankie comfort you. He could make you smile and laugh like nobody else could. He knew the exact way to cheer you up whilst still being considerate and sensitive of your feelings. He loved you so much, and for as long as he was with you, you knew you'd never be alone.

[nom-de-plume-system]

Overwhelming Emotions (IBVS Week 2022)

"Everything is grey, his hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color he doesn't know what it means And he's blue… And he's blue…" - Colors, Hasley

Day 2: weird colors / hearts of gold You can also read it on Ao3!

Characters: Nevin, Drew, Chris Pairings: Drew/Chris Warnings: tiny reference to sh, nothing much otherwise HC that Drew can sense emotions different then Nevin - Nevin can sense them as they are, but Drew senses them as concepts - sadness could be something like rain or a fearful animal, or happiness can be like sunshine. Adrenaline or fear is like lightning, etc etc. It's very similar to if you have synesthesia!

Also fuck Xavier, all my homies hate Xavier. ---

Drew didn't know what he was expecting when he opened the door for Chris. Except that it was about six in the evening, Chris' eyes looked puffy and red like he's been crying, his form was trembling, his emotions reminded Drew of a kicked puppy, and he could see nothing but blue and gray surrounding him.

He naturally let Chris inside. "Uhm, hey, Nevin is out right now, if-"

"I-it doesn't matter," Chris said quickly as he walked in, but apologized quickly. "Sorry."

Drew closed the door. "Don't worry about it," Drew said, not minding. The emotions shifted a little, to an icy river that a mangy cat was in the middle of. Drew noted that Chris was rubbing his arms but didn’t point to it. Chris was going through something, and Drew deduced that mentioning it would make things worse.

He led Chris to the couch. “Hey, are you hungry or thirsty or anything?” Drew asked, figuring that would be a good first step. The feeling of the icy river became even more strong; it made Drew shiver, as if he was in the middle of a violent storm and one misstep would cause him to be washed away to never be seen again.

“N-no,” Chris replied, shaking his head, “I-I just need to be around someone.” He keeps rubbing and squeezing his arms.

Drew sat on the couch next to him, giving him a bit of space but still being there. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Chris begins to tremble, just the smallest of bits, and Drew notes he’s like a dog in an unfamiliar place, cowering and watching. “I-it’s dumb,” Chris said at last.

“That part doesn’t matter,” Drew said in kind, “what does matter is how much it’s affecting you.”

Chris gave a soft whimper in response and Drew winced. “Do you want a hug instead?” Drew redirected.

Chris nodded, and Drew gave him a hug, embracing him and gently squeezing. One arm snaked up to Chris’ hair, and he gently petted Chris, to which he closed his eyes. The violent storm now had one drop of calm, gentle water to it, but the taller one still was in the thicket of whatever was hurting him.

Chris’ breathing was a bit uneven, and Drew deduced that whenever he had cried, it was probably very recent, as he could hear the soft sniffles Chris made. He continued to run his hand through Chris' hair.

An intense wave of blue flared up within Chris, and he began to sob as his feelings were far too big to contain for one person. He hugged back, his chin on Drew's head as tears dribbled down as he cried.

Drew continued to hug and soothe Chris through it, feeling a little somber himself as he did but not minding it. Chris kept sobbing, and eventually began to say something. "I-I must be fucking horrible to be around," he wetly murmurs.

"Shhh," Drew shushed. "You're not horrible. Nevin and I enjoy your company."

Another sob, more tears, and Chris held Drew tighter. "You don't get it," he tried to argue. "I'm just- I'm so much worse than you think. I'm a terrible student, I'm a terrible friend, I'm a terrible son," Chris sobbed harder, and Drew could only guess what kinds of thoughts were flowing through his head.

Some more intense crying happened for a few minutes, and Chris seemed to have gotten the worst of it out, just an occasional tear or sniffle. "'M sorry," Chris apologizes.

"You're okay," Drew rubbed Chris' back, giving a soft sigh through his nose. "Do you want to talk about it now?"

The pause made Drew guess that the answer was no, but Chris surprised him. "Uhm… well… my dad and I had an argument…" He began. "I had forgotten a test and I flunked it, and it tanked my grade a bit… he… he told me it was probably because I was being lazy and hanging out with my… uh… racial slur friends."

Drew couldn't help the gasp, but hugged Chris tighter.

"... He went on about how that makes him look bad, and I'm just doing it to punish him, and that I'm an ungrateful little bitch… a lot more was said but I can't really remember it… just that if I kept hanging out with my friends, I'd become a lazy delinquent… uhh… racial slur, like you guys."

"That's not true. Missing the test was just a mistake, nothing to beat yourself up over," Drew reassured. "We're still in the middle of the school year, so it can easily bounce back."

Chris sighed. "I don't like him calling you guys that. It's hateful."

"Hateful people have a lower IQ than average," Drew spouted off. "Good thing you didn't inherit your father's brains."

Chris snorted at that, and a bit of sunshine shone from between the dark rain clouds, but the thunder still roared. "... But still, how can I be so smart if my grades start looking bad?" Then he stopped. "Sorry."

Drew gasped, clearly feigning outrage. "So, it was you who built the crappy grading system," Drew gave a big grin. This drew a laugh out of Chris and made him snort.

"Can I borrow a tissue?" Chris asked.

"Sure," Drew said, getting out of the hug for a moment to grab the Kleenex, handing the box to Chris, as well as the hand sanitizer that was next to it. Grandma Jovel always kept those two together. 

Chris blew his nose and discarded the tissue in the trash nearby, then sanitized his hands. "Thanks, Drew," Chris said, as Drew put away the items.

"It's no problem," Drew smiled at Chris. "You deserve tissues, your dad does not."

Chris gave a sharp exhale with his nose, smiling back at Drew. "Keep those jokes coming." The sun was shining from the clouds, and the storm had moved away.

Drew sat back down on the couch, and hugged Chris again. "Trust me. You aren't a terrible person. Everyone I've met always had some good in them," Drew reassured. "You aren't the exception. Your father though…" Drew trailed off, and Chris gave a soft sigh.

"But how good am I? How much of a good person am I? Am I ju-"

"Chris, you've got a heart of gold," Drew replied, silencing him with a kiss on the cheek. "Now stop worrying so much about it."

So, he did. They ended up playing video games on Steam until 7:30 pm, when Grandma Jovel and Nevin came back, in which they played video games on Steam until 10.

Chris hugged one of Drew's oversized plushies as Nevin and Drew were looking up dumb horror games to play for free online, avoiding the psychological ones. They already made the mistake of playing one last time. "Thanks, again."

"It's no problem," Drew gave a smile, and he could feel the affection within himself bubble up. "You're awesome. Don't forget that, alright?"

Chris nodded, and the gold swirled around him like fleeting birds in warm rays. Drew couldn't sense any fuzziness inside Chris, but that only made it easier for Drew to pinpoint that it was his own feelings, and Nevin surely didn't miss the lovestruck look Drew gave to Chris.

"It's getting late," Nevin noted, looking at the time. "Do you think you should head back to your place?"

Chris sighed and nodded. "He's probably going to call the police on me if I stay the night."

Drew frowned at that but shook his head. "I can walk you back home if you want. Even if it's only two houses away."

"I'd like that," Chris said, putting the plushie back as he got up, stretching.

They tiptoed down the stairs and out the front door, careful not to wake up Grandma Jovel. Chris and Drew walked on the sidewalk for a brief moment. "Hey, thanks again for helping me," Chris whispered. "You didn't need to do that."

"Maybe not, but I wanted to. You're an awesome person, Chris, and I don't want to see you slip into doing anything dangerous," Drew reassured. "I care about you too much to have you do that to yourself."

Chris nodded and rubbed the back of his head. "Uhm… before I came over, I felt like… uhm…" he trailed off a little. "I was considering, er, hurting myself."

A moment passes, and Drew puts a hand to Chris' arm. "I'm glad you didn't. If you feel like doing that, you have Nevin and I to go to. We're just a few houses down."

Chris gave a relieved sigh. "I'll make sure to do that." As quickly as expected they got to Chris' lawn. "... I guess this is good night," Chris whispered.

Drew smiled. "Good night."

Chris hesitated, looking over at his house and then back at Drew. He leaned down, kissed Drew's lips, and as quickly as he did that he pulled away, a red blush on his face. "G-good night, Drew," he stuttered as fuzziness cropped up in his emotions.

Drew blinked for a moment, as his own fuzziness cropped up, accentuated by Chris'. "Good n-night to you, Chris," he said, also similarly blushing.

Chris went through to the front door, and Drew watched him enter his house. His face was red and he probably had a goofy expression as he walked back to his own house and his own room. Nevin was, as expected, still in his room, though beginning to gather up his laptop and stuff. Nevin squinted at Drew. "You've got a crush on Chris."

Drew gave a soft squeal. "Not only that, but he also kissed me," he excitedly, albeit quietly, squealed.

"Well, Edward owes me twenty bucks now," Nevin said.

Drew gave a half-hearted frown. "Did you place bets on me?"

"I can buy you a plushie if that makes you feel better."

"I'm okay with it, you don't need to bribe me," Drew giggled. "I guess it made sense since you're my twin and all."

Nevin rolled his eyes. "You've been crushing on him since he began coming over. I could practically taste it. It was only a matter of time."

"I think that bet was rigged."

"We're twenty bucks richer and I have bragging rights over Edward."

"Fair," Drew sat on his bed. "But don't be mean to Ed about it."

Nevin snorted as he opened the door, his pillow and laptop in tow. "No promises," he says as he closes the door.

Drew sighed and yawned, and as he turned off the lights and got to bed, he couldn't help but wonder what tomorrow would hold.

[baka-writings]

𝘈 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘖𝘯𝘦 - 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘣𝘪𝘯 & 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘬 (𝘚𝘍9)

Warnings: angst, smut (not a threesome), probably car sex, fuckboy!Dawon, language, unprotected sex (reader is on birth control), mentions of past trauma which includes triggering themes such as harassment etc; If this is something that might trigger you, please don't read this as it will be slightly detailed

Summary: There was something going on between you and Dawon, you weren't dating but weren't fwb either. You had a crush on him despite his fuckboyish lifestyle, because before when you talked he himself said he liked you, so you thought it will be okay. But it wasn't. What will happen?

Word count: around 4k (rip)

This gonna be very long honestly, so prepare yourself. Also this is written in a huge time interval so please read everything, because it might not make sense If you skip something. It's starting in the past and continues until present day. Also² I was not naming the members, they were always "your friends" and "your brother" because I let you choose who your brother is so I didn't want it to be weird

Thank you for reading🖤

𝙇𝙚𝙚 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙠;

Many see him as that handsome, funny and talented guy. All of that is true, but what they don't know and don't see is the fact that he can have and he in fact has every girl who wants him. It always pissed you off, because you had a huge crush on him, but yeah you're not the only one as you can see. Sometimes you thought about how lucky those girls were, but on the other hand you pitied them. You shouldn't be worrying about such things though, it's not like he'd ever feel the same way as you feel about him. Not with these girls around anyway.

His friends knew how you felt about him and they felt sorry for you. Not the pitiful sorry, but the sad one, because they knew your feelings were genuine, but they will never be returned; not from Sanghyuk. Your brother (choose which member you want as your bro, except Dawon and Youngbin) always joked that you can have one of his friends who were your friends as well, but that's not the same. You can't just throw the crush on someone away in seconds. However, the sight of him fucking every bitch that passed him hurt you everytime. You were living like this for five months and nothing has changed since then. Well you knew your brother was right, there was a certain someone with a crush on you so by time you could develop a relationship, but it's not that simple. You're not like Sanghyuk. You can't just "love" one person today and another one the next day. You wouldn't be able to even If you tried. Not gonna lie all of this was getting to you. No sleep, lot's of anxiety and stress. Your brother and his friends started to notice that, but you always shut the off so they didn't bother you. Throughout the time you hung out with them, even Sanghyuk joined sometimes, which always lowkey made you happier, because he actually talked you nicely, hugged you, was close to you as If he wasn't fucking that girl he came home with last night. Why was he so affectionate all of a sudden? Honestly you knew something was off and you weren't that naïve to actually think he'd like you or that he'd actually date you and ditch his bitches. You were long over it.

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Week by week after those few times he hung out with you, Sanghyuk was having less and less girls around himself, that made you suspicious. You didn't want to ask him about it, it's none of your business anymore, okay honestly it never was your business plus you were starting to slowly fall out of your whole crush thing. But there must've been something wrong with Sanghyuk. He casually talked to you whenever you dropped by, actually sometimes replied to you in a group chat the 10 of you have. Before he always ignored it or just replied with an emoji. Is this a prank? That's the only thing that came to your mind. There was no way he was being nice to you just because he wanted to. You told one of your friend's what was happening and all they told you was 'you should be happy'. But should you really? This was not making you happy, suspicious and intrigued yes, but not happy.

You continued to play his little game for weeks. You got a bit closer to each other and in that period of time you haven't seen him with any other girl. You could maybe give him a chance no? You asked him what happened and how come he wasn't doing whatever he was doing before. His reply was simple, only a 'because I like you now so I'm not touching any other girl'

He liked you.. at that time. You asked him about the 'now', because to you it sounded like 'I want to fuck and dump YOU now that's why I'm nice' But even If so, you couldn't believe he was not around any other girls? What If he really liked you?

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Your relationship has been going on & off for about 2 months. It was weird, because you were close, but not dating neither fucking. Even your friends and your brother actually believed that he is finally normal and that you guys would be probably dating anytime soon. However to be super honest, surprisingly it wasn't him who didn't want to date, it was you. There was still some kinda of tension from your side towards him, even If it's not that visible. You just couldn't really 'submit' to him...for personal reason he didn't know about. No one knew, not even your brother.

Some time has passed and Sanghyuk was starting to be a bit more impatient and became touchy and demanding with you. Of course you didn't like it. Now it was all getting to you, he wanted you now as he said before, which meant the exact same thing you thought before. But you didn't want it and he didn't understand. You said no everytime he tried something. It was all getting really uncomfortable, because he didn't care at all. You were just another one of his fuck toys.

You didn't know whether to cry or yell at him. You fell for his charms again and he let you down..again.

That one day you finished earlier at school/work and your brother and friends had a week off so you thought to visit them in their dorm without announcing yourself. You were greeted with a hug from your brother, however he seemed a bit... stressed? When you asked him about it, he said it was nothing so you brushed it off. As you walked inside, you were greeted by some of your friends as well, some hugging you, some just waving. You were talking about your days, schedules, weather, anything that came to your mind. Which also reminded you of a certain someone. Although your relationship was getting worse after what he did, you still low-key cared? Yes dumb.

But when you asked them where Sanghyuk was, they all got nervous and avoided the question. You wanted to call them out, but right at that time he was walking with not one, but two girls who obviously weren't his "friends" at all. Oh so he was at it again.

Everyone could see how your expression changed. He was just standing there, laughing with those bitches as If you weren't there at all.

"This is what "liking" me looks like? I thought...well I hoped you'd actually stop with all of this" you were looking straight into his soul.

"You hoped for what again? You didn't even let me touch you, how could you even expect me to keep liking you" he replied with no regret, not even after he realized your brother was literally in the same room. They all stood shocked and angry.

"You know shit about me, I knew you were an asshole, but I didn't know this much" you told him.

"Yet you still 'loved' me. If you'd let me take you, one of these would be you" he motioned at his hoes, disgusting you.

"You know what, fuck off all 3 of you" you stormed out as fast as you could, letting your tears fall.

••••••••••••••••Present Time••••••••••••••••

Now you're alone, sitting on the beach during s peaceful looking evening/night. You don't know when you got there, but it was so quiet there. All you could hear were your sobs. Right when you stormed out of the dorm, your legs took you the furthest they could. Now you knew you could let it all go and cry until you couldn't anymore, because you were alone, which was bad but also good at the same time.

Your phone was buzzing like crazy, probably messages from your brother, you though. You didn't want him to worry so you checked all messages which mostly said "where are you" and "are you okay?" . No you weren't okay, not at all.

It buzzed another time, but this time it was not your brother. It was a message from Youngbin. Great. You had nothing against Youngbin, but didn't want to talk to anyone, but you checked the message anyway. Maybe because you had that soft spot for Youngbin? He had a crush on you, which was known to you, but he never said or tried anything, because he respected you and knew you liked Sanghyuk.

The message said:

Where are you? I'm going to pick you up

You were hesitant to reply, but told him where you were. After some time you saw someone walking over to you, since it was dark you couldn't recognise who it was, only when they got closer you recognized the person - Youngbin.

He say beside you, silently scared to speak up.

"I'm sorry" he said quietly.

"What for? " you didn't look at him. You didn't want him to see your puffy eyes. But he knew anyway.

"For everything that happened" he said in a rather quiet voice.

"It's not your fault.." right, it wasn't his fault, he only felt sorry for you..

"But you don't deserve what he did" you laughed at his response. It wasn't meant to be rude, but you couldn't help yourself.

"Maybe I do" Youngbin took a breathe and wanted to say something, but you continued

*TW ahead*

"All of my relationships were the same" you still haven't looked at him

"Was cool at first, but then?" you giggled again

Youngbin was looking at you, waiting for you to continue what you wanted to say.

"...then I became their sex toy only. They thought they can touch me and make me do things anytime" he still listened hatefully.

" And the word no?"

" It was like an invitation for them. I could've screamed and begged them to stop, but no use. No one could hear me" Youngbin was looking at you with wide eyes, not daring to say anything.

“It would be a lot easier If it happened once... but it was two times in two different relationships” you continued

“So I asked myself, what’s wrong with me that it had to happen so often” you were tearing up now, so was Youngbin, but he decided to speak up.

“There’s nothing wrong with you, trust me”

“Then why did it happen?” you raised your voice and looked him in the eyes. He didn’t know what to reply, your situation wasn’t easy and he was scared he’d hurt you. Oh If you just knew how he loved you.

All of this was making him mad. How can someone hurt you? He’d never imagine hurting you, both physically and mentally. His blood was boiling as you continued.

“At that time it was so hard for me and honestly I wanted to end it all, but I stayed strong” Youngbin got closer to you and hugged you carefully. You let him.

“So when Sanghyuk touched me it all came back and I realized he viewed me as one of his many girls as well”

Youngbin spoke up “Does your brother know about all of this?”  You shook your head no.

“He knows them, what do you think he’d do?” You looked at Youngbin.

“Most likely murder them” he half asked half said.

„That’s right plus he is busy with his own things“ You replied

Youngbin was still hugging you which strangely calmed you down. Affection usually made you jumpy or scared for obvious reasons, but Youngbin’s hug was so soothing. You let your head fall on his shoulder as you sighed.

„I just don’t understan why does this always happen to me. I just want to be loved“ you sighed again. Youngbin was a bit hesistant, but spoke up

„I can show you real love“ he knew it sounded a bit better in his head and by the look on your face he was scared that he messed up.

You raised an eyebrow. Since you knew he had a crush on you it didn’t really surprise you, but the timing was kinda wrong.

„Oh? Please be more specific, I don’t want to end up like before“ your face was too close to his.

„I mean...you probably know since your brother can’t shut up, but I really love you and I’d never hurt you“ you looked away not knowing what to say.

„That’s what all of them said and look“ what you said sounded a bit harsh, but he understood very well. It’s not easy to trust someone after all you’ve been through.

„I understand and respect whatever your reply is, just wanted to let you know“

The word ‚respect‘ was stuck in your head. Is actually someone really ready to respect you? Deep down you knew what he’s saying is true. Youngbin is that person who’d indeed respect you.

You looked at him, worry in his eyes visible.

„I’m sorry I shouldn’t have-“ you cut him off with a kiss. He was caught off guard obviously and fell on his back, your upper body on his.This is crazy and you know that. Honestly If it was someone else you’d not have done that, but you knew how he felt about you. And never stopped liking you despite your obvious interest in Sanghyuk. Maybe Youngbin was the person who deep down kept you from completely sumbitting to Sanghyuk?

When you stopped kissing, you’d expect yourself so sit up, away from laying on Youngbin, but you did the opposite. Youngbin was looking at you lovingly, but still worried. You kissed him again, more passionately this time, showing him you really trust him. He of course kissed back, to deepen the kiss he brought you closer to him.

He pulled away giving you one of his smiles.

„I’m sorry to break this moment, but we’ll get sick If we keep laying there“ you nodded when you realized you were still on the beach late at night. You got up, cleaning yourself of sand as well as Youngbin did the same.

„Tell me your car is close“ Youngbin chuckled at your comment.

„Lucky for you, your car is right here“ he pointed at himself. You raised an eyebrow, it sounded way too dirty, but you stayed quiet since you didn’t want to ruin the mood.

„What? You don’t want a ride?“ he smiled innocently. Your eyebrow was still raised.

„I’ll gladly ride you then“ his eyes darkened after your reply. Well Kim Youngbin I can play too.

„Careful what you wish for“ he pointed out. You smiled at him innocently as you jumped on his back for a ‚ride‘.

He was carrying you all the way to where his car was. Throughout the so called ride you were hugging him tightly.

When you reached his car, he let you stand and wait until he unlocked it so you could climb inside.

„But I don’t want to go back there“ you looked at him with sad eyes.

„I know, don’t worry we’ll go somewhere else“ he smiled. You took a ride throught the city and stopped near plain field and hills? It was too dark for you to indetify where you were, but everything was better than going back to dorms and see Sanghyuk’s asshole face. Youngbin found a nice place where to park  and from where you can actually see the night city. You stayed in the car as it was cold outside and what would be the point of leaving your previous place, because it was cold just to get to another place and go outside, right?

You were sitting in silence, but it was a peaceful silence.

„Thank you“ you spoke up and smiled at him.

„What for?“ he smiled back.

„For respecting me and letting me trust you“ he was touched by your kind words and wanted to show you how much he respected and loved you.

„Show me how much you love me“ You almost choked on what you just said. It wasn’t meant to be said out loud.

„Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you“ you nodded. A confirmation was enough for him to continue. His eyes changed from worried and unsure to loving. He leaned in to kiss you. You climbed over to him and sat on his lap, never breaking the kiss. Youngbin’s hands were carefully traveling all over your body. His kisses were passionate and deep. You’ve never felt such kisses before, before all your kisses were forced as well as everything you were about to do with Youngbin. You’ve never felt real love in any aspect, you were ready and wanted to experience it at least once.

You broke the kiss, stared into his eyes and kissing him again. At this point no words were needed. Your hands sneaked under his hoodie and shirt, feeling his toned body. Youngbin’s hands were under you shirt too. His hands were almost everywhere they could reach. You moaned into the kiss which made him turned on, you could tell how hard he got under you.

You couldn't help but grind yourself on his lap, earning a moan from him. His hands rested on your hips, guiding them as you were still moving them over his covered member.

"We should move this to the back" he said between kisses. You got off him and move yourself on the backseat as there was more place. After climbing over himself, he attacked your lips again so did his hands your body. You moaned into the kiss, earning a smirk from Youngbin. His lips traveled all the way to your neck and collarbone, leaving marks everywhere his lips touched you. You bucked up your hips to meet his sadly still clothed dick. This time it was his time to moan.

“Please it’s too cold for this, just take me” you half pouted half moaned. Youngbin’s smirk grew wider signalling to you that he understands. He stripped you off your pants and panties in one motion. When you wanted to do the same to him, he grabbed your wrists and pinned them over your head.

He chuckled "Next time sweetheart" While pinning your hands with one hand, he stripped himself with the same motion he did to you. It was impressive honestly how he managed to do all that with one hand. Youngbin kissed you while he entered you slowly, letting you adjust to him. The sudden friction made you moan into the kiss and Youngbin was loving it.

His hips started to move, thrusts slow but deep hitting all the right spots. You were still restricted from moving, but wanted to be as close to him as possible. If it was even possible to be honest. Your legs sneaked around his waist, keeping his hips where they should be.

His both kisses and thrust were becoming sloppier, even his hand left your wrists so he could support himself and not falling on you. His growls turned into low moans, mixing them with you own higher ones.

Youngbin felt your walls clenching around him which meant you were close and he knew it. That made him go a bit faster, coming right after you did. He gave you a few more thrusts, but keeping still inside yourself.

"Y/N, I'm sorry...I promise you none of this will end up the same as before, I love you" he kissed you.

"I love you too Youngbin"

"..and Thank You"

The End.

[rose-riot-johnson]

Hi my Tumblr Peeps😁 Sorry I haven't been doing much on Tumblr nor messaging😅I was super occupied😅 Anyways I figured I'd post this character x reader story for my friend @cookies-n-chaos 😁👍I really hope you like it😁👍

The Girlfriend and dog protector (Cyborg x reader-+18 for language and threats of drugging,violence,and animal abuse)

Genre: Comfort and protection

Cyborg misses you a lot. He has been fighting crime in jump city about every day lately. The most he was able to do is to video chat with you. Cyborg felt bad about not being able to see you, so he decided to come to visit you one day to surprise you.

That day Cyborg managed to find a day to visit you. When he came to your house, he knocked on the door. "Come in.", you said. When Cyborg came to the door he said, "Surprise, (female reader name).". You run up to Cyborg to hug him, then when you hugged him the hug has gotten tighter you started to sob. "What's the matter, honey bun? Why are you crying", Cyborg said as he started to worry about you. He hugged you back as you kept sobbing, then said,"You know you can tell me anything, babe."

Then as you're crying you said,"Well you noticed that the dog isn't in the living room right?,". "Come thinking of it, I just realized that when you were telling me that, but I can hear the dog whine wanting to come see both of us.", Cyborg answered. "Well I'm scared to let (female reader's dog's name) out lately", you continued sobbing. "Well tell me what happened, cuteness. I'm a good listener, you know."

You explained to Cyborg, "Well I was taking (female reader's dog's name) outside to go potty then (s)he came to a certain neighbor of mine and (s)he smelling the neighbor like he had dangerous stuff in his pockets. (S)he was only sniffing, barking, and being curious about him, and I explained to the neighbor that. The next that happened was the neighbor said well I better train (him/her) better, especially to stay away from and not sniff people and not go near anyone, because if he keeps seeing (him/her) go near one person and/or having one foot off of my property and/or seeing one person, he will knock both me and the dog out take us to his place chain me where I can't go anywheres, then he when I wake up he will drug my dog, then shoot and stab (him/her) to death and keep doing so after (s)he dies right in front of me"then you cried more and more feeling defenseless. "That's why I had to keep (female reader's dog's name) in the bathroom. I haven't even invited anyone over. (S)he's holding it for a few days. After he made threats I just felt like he called me a terrible dog owner and I've kept (him/her) in the house, since then",you cried. Cyborg was very shocked that you've told him that. He ended up feeling bad for you and (female reader's dog's name) both.

"How long has (s)he been holding it for?", Cyborg asked. "For about a week.", you answered sobbingly. Cyborg then asked, "And that incident you and (female reader's dog's name) ran into with the neighbor, did that happened a week ago?"."Yes. It did. He made those threats a week ago.", you answered as you've kept sobbing.

"Look, (female reader name). You're lucky (female reader's dog's name) is still alive, because you don't need to keep (him/her) in the house constantly, just because he threatened you with torchering and over killing your dog right in front of you. (S)he might be on to something. He might be hiding something. I'm sorry you had to go through this and it will be okay.",Cyborg said, then hugged you tighter then said,"And I don't care what anyone says. You're a great dog owner (female reader name)"."Thank you, Cyborg.", you said as you stopped sobbing. "You're welcome, anytime. And to also let you know, he has no right threatening you nor the dog like he did.", Cyborg said then he asked, "So do you remember what he looks like?". You then told Cyborg what the neighbor looks like, so gave Cyborg the description of the neighbor as best of your knowledge. "That's all I needed to know and hear (female reader name). Go on and take her outside to go potty now. She could use a bathroom break. I will catch up sweetheart.", said Cyborg as he winked at you after he finished saying what he had to say to you. "Okay, then. If you say so, Cyborg.",you said as you started to smile for the first time eversince the incident with the neighbor.

You took your dog, (female reader's dog's name) outside the first time, eversince you and (s)he ran into the incident with the neighbor. Speaking of the neighbor, he just came outside too. He's very furious that he just saw you and your dog outside again. You and (female reader's dog's name) were minding your own businesses and completely stayed on your property and you and the dog both haven't had one body part off your property.

Cyborg was also minding his own business. He was washing the dishes at your place so he can surprise you with that. The neighbor marched himself over to your house. "I thought I told you not to fucken, told you to better train your stupid dog better to stay away from everyone, not to sniff people, not to fucken go near anyone (him/her) which I fucken mean go near one person and/or having one foot off of my property and/or seeing one person, you dumb bitch!", the neighbor yelled. "Please. My dog has been holding it for a week and niether of us has went outside once this week.",you pleaded and explained. Your dog barked. "Shut the fuck up you dumb mutt!" Then the neighbor continued, "And as for you, I don't give a flying fuck if your dog needed to go take a piss, a crap, or puke! It's no one else's fault but yours and your dumb dog's fault! (S)he can die from not going potty for all I fucken care! All you had to do was do as I say, or else! You should have listened! Now I will just have to over kill your dog right in front of you!"

As he was about to punch you hard enough to knock you out, Cyborg ran out of the house just in time to grab the arm the neighbor was gonna use to knock you outcold using his punch with. "I overheard every word. So don't you think about even bringing harm to my girlfriend nor her dog or things will be ugly.", Cyborg said to the neighbor. The neighbor shouted, "You can't do this to me! I have control over everyone and everything you...,", Cyborg cut the neighbor off by tightening his grip on the neighbor's arm that he was gonna knock you out with his punch with. "Ooowww!,"the neighbor cried. "I don't care what or who you you are or who you think you are or your occupation or gender you are. You don't own anyone or (anything or) everything like you think and you don't have the right to harm nor even to threaten to harm her nor her dog, just because she was smelling you and barking. I also called the cops on you and they looked at your records with multiple arrests. Apparently you have a lot of history of drug abuse, animal abuse, and domestic violence. So you will be going to jail real soon. So, they officers will makesure when you get sentenced in jail you will be in the same cell as the inmate who will be more than happy to put you in your place", Cyborg said making himself loud and clear.

Days later, the former neighbor is sentenced to prison for a long time. You and your dog are safe and sound, which means you don't have to worry about being treated with you or the dog being harmed anymore. Cyborg has been making time to visit you at least once per week, weather it's to makesure you're alright or to makesure nobody is wrongfully threatening you or Just to see you or just to spend time with you, etc... One thing is for complete sure. Cyborg, you, and your dog, (female reader's dog's name) never had to worry about that horrible neighbor you had ever again.

The End

[akane171]

😭😭😭😭 "YOU WERE MY BROTHER, ANAKIN, I LOVED YOU!" "I HATE YOU!" 😭😭😭😭🙈 Please excuse me while I go ugly sob over this tragic BROTP all over again😭😭😭😭😭🙈 They have best and worst kind of dynamics though it all🙈😍😭 *crying noises*

True true😂 Tho only angst with no happiness or only happiness before (e.g. Anakin and Obi-Wan's friendship) leaves ugly never fading scars😭😭😭🙈

Ohhh, that's actually really cool that there's an explicit distinction between the kind of tales🤔😍 I haven't heard of such a distinction in any other language yet, just general differentiations of terms according to exact content (e.g. does it include Animals or is it based on real life etc)🤔 And haha, Yess, the terms *do* "sound" cool😍🙈 Maybe the fairy thing is because their ancient tales had fairies in them? I don't even know, your guess is as good as mine🤷🏻‍♀️😅

Ohhh, you meant the angst she pulled 😂🤦🏻‍♀️ Well, yes, that one week alone was more than enough angst to last😅🙈 But hey, I didn't even do anything, how am I nearly as bad?? I never had them not be happy in the end!😱😖 Plus, if I am nearly as bad, you are clearly at least just as bad!😂

THE KANGAROOS ARE NOT DEAD, STOP TRYING TO KILL THEM OFF!😭😭

Well, The Mortal Instruments books actually kinda had incest in them as well (which did kinda fucked me up, or rather annoy me, back then, cause not only did I not like the main character, but then she also had to get involved with who she later thought was her brother and after that even kissed and was lusted after by her real brother...)😅😩😩 Tho fanfics still managed to do worse😅

O.M.G.! YESSS! WHO freaking thought FIRST PERSON, PRESENT NARRATIVE was a good idea?? It's just WEIRD AND CRINGE!🙈😖 The only books I've ever read that used first person and were actually good were the Percy Jackson books (tho, tbh, I typically avoid that perspective at all costs cause I just can't read the stuff from cringing -PJO excluded ofc😅🙈)

You know what's even worse? Dumb af translations of books!😅 I've been told there is a Swedish(? Not sure if it was swedish) book that is brilliant with witty jokes and weird storylines which do make sense in the end thanks to a overall background story/plot, but the German (or was it English?) translation was so bad that it left out the WHOLE BACKGROUND STORY which made it a horrible, boring read😅🤦🏻‍♀️

Lol, okay, that just sounds like shit, I'm sorry you read that book😅🙈

There, there *comforting pats* 😔

Yesss😍 And ohhh, true, that was a problem😅🤦🏻‍♀️🙈

Aww,  but non-existence is so much nicer😖😭😭

Oh, LOL, now that you pointed it out, she does sound kinda shitty😅🙈😂🤦🏻‍♀️ The actress is cool tho, very funny and nice🤔😂🤷🏻‍♀️

...That...actually sounds really cool😯 Oh god, now I want a Season 2 even more😭😭😭🙈🙈😅😅 But how would they even go back to the Containment? Maybe my memory is screwed again, but didn't they find a cure at the end of Season 1?😅🤔

Someday😂😂😂

🤷🏻‍♀️😅 I'm terrible at names and nicknames and don't really have any of my own (unless you count ones made up by friends just to semi-annoy me with how stupid they sound) 😂🙈🤷🏻‍♀️ Seriously, people with nickname-y names are so lucky😂😂😉

xxx

Well, it was a better relationship than anakin and amidala, for sure.

That was the most tragic relationship in the movies, you can't change my mind.

Aka the relationship you will remember forever :)))))

i don't know either, but now you made me think I should google it harder, lol.

Sure, you just didn't pour the angsty scenarios with AU Mon-El suffering for centuries and then dying in vain. MHMHMHMHHM What doesn't change you are horrible angster, my deaaaaaaaar

Sure, sure, sureeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, only guilty people are excusing themselves so.

I have heard, internet was full of that book, ships, movie (?) ans a tv show on some point (what basically made me super not interested).

...what kind of soap opera it was? D: And yes, people can unleash their imagination in fics and it ends on some... super,... imaginative slash FUCKING WEIRD places.

Well, The Hunger Games were not terrible with this kind of narrative, yet, the author is not that good to slay it. But, interesting story (still, Battle Royale is 10 times better)

Yeah, translations can suck. I sometimes feel the translations to Polish of the newest Stormlight Archive were given to some dumbass translator who translates some sentences with google trans and translates some phrasal verbs literally. And it kills a lot of joy, because I know the stories in English slay.

There is a special kind of hell for that person who massacred that "Swedish" story, seriously =='

I seriosuly disliked her since her first apperance and CHEERED when she died. No hate for the actress, of course, she did what she got.

I think they found vaccine or something, but hey, viruses can mutate. Or make people zombies. Karamel in zombieland would be fun too xD

Aww, your friends give you annoying nicknames? That's so sweet xD any particular that annoyed you the most?

Kat is a part of my name and in Polish it means "executioner" so you can guess why i love it xD

Have a nice weeekeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeend. It's finally nice weather so I could rode my bike and dayum, tomorrow I'm going to die xD