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partycatty · 9 months ago

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thinking about young mk11 johnny being a bad boyfriend then you meet him again years later when he’s mature and he REGRETS IT SO BAD

i have so many ideas but i can’t get them out recently so ur account gives me life lol <3

OUGH it aches in the bones

older!johnny cage > as the day you left

notes: oooghuig "in another life" trope hurts so BAD.

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• a military job wasn't in your grand plan, but a position opened for equipment maintenance it was hard to turn down the potentially heavy paycheck.

• you were buried in your paperwork, taking quick strides to your office to make sense of your diagnostics and order the proper parts for one of the on-field machines when you slam into what feels like a brick wall. just as the force of the blow sends you backward, a hand grabs your arm and suspends you mid-fall.

• you don't even have time to properly react to the scene, only opening your harshly clenched eyes to meet your savior.

• "sorry, i wasn't looking where i—" your apology was cut off when you properly processed just who was in front of you. even with the tattoo peeking through his shirt, you knew that face from anywhere. "johnny?"

• you expected johnny to not even remember you, maybe take a second to realize you weren't just a fan. this expectation is torn from you when he replies with your name, loud and clear. his eyes are wide. gently, he lets go of you to allow you to regain your footing, pulling away as if you were a glass doll bound to shatter.

• he looked the same as when you walked out, perhaps a little more weathered but glowing with charm and personality just as he did twenty odd years ago. thankfully, you thought, he never lost that puppy-like shine in his eyes.

• the moment was lost to him the second he locked eyes. just like that, a torrent of memories flooded back to him. you two were young, too young to be serious in his eyes. johnny was in his acting prime and he couldn't help but flaunt it. all those smiles and sparkly outfits for the cameras but as soon as you were behind closed doors you were nothing more but exhausted.

• "i can't keep living like my life is under a microscope," you huffed, shrugging off the luxury shawl johnny went through hell to make sure you'd have for the red carpet. "would it kill you to just settle down, slow down? i want kids, johnny! i want to go to the store without paparazzi up my ass, i don't need stalkers on our property, i don't need the gold and glamor all the damn time!"

• "well, that's on you for choosing a megastar!" johnny shouted back, undoing his tie in one harsh tug. "all you've ever done is complain when you are literally living large! mansions, super cars, money! and you're complaining."

• you spin around, a horrified expression on your face as you unpacked his wording. "i didn't choose a megastar," your voice drops, so angry you couldn't bring yourself to shout. "i chose john carlton. where the hell is he now, because all i see is a narcissistic child that refuses to grow up."

• you slide your engagement ring off and you slam it into the ground. johnny's eyes widen as he immediately drops to his knees, trying desperately to grasp at the ring as it rolls and spirals out of grasp. he curses to himself, then at you.

• "look at yourself," you grit your teeth. "you care more about a rock than your fiancée. we're done, johnny. you can go tell the media that, too, since that's all you care about."

• johnny blinks once, then twice. he swallows thickly.

• "i'm sorry," is all he can mutter out. god, how he wishes he could say more, but time felt nonexistent when looking at your face. you, however, didn't quite understand his meaning and brushed yourself off.

• "no, it's fine, really," you try to shove past him, anything to break this eye contact that feels as if it's pulling you apart piece by piece. as you think you're out of the weeds, his hand finds its place on your arm once more.

• "please look at me," he pleads, voice barely above a mumble. "i-i haven't seen you in..."

• "—twenty six years," you blink up at him, straining yourself so hard to not break down. "forget it."

• "i'm sorry," he emphasizes the phrase again. "i... i was an asshole, an arrogant, self-centered—"

• "johnny." you cut him off, face stern but voice soft. "it was so many years ago."

• "i know, i know, but — fuck — you've... you've been on my mind this entire time. you never left. god, when you left it felt like my entire... everything fell apart."

• you want to interject, stop him from this spiral, but you can tell he had it bottled up for so long, you'd be cruel to deny him of it now. that, and you had an unfortunate tendency to hear people out and forgive those who don't need your forgiveness.

• "when you walked out i realized just how good i could've had it. you were the only sane person in my world, you tried so hard to keep me in track but i was so afraid of being nothing that i... chose my priorities wrong. you know, i've kept your contact information, even... just in case."

• "i changed my number years ago, johnny. to stop the media from bugging me for a comment."

• "just another thing i fucked up," he runs a hand through his hair. "sorry, i don't mean to be all self destructive." he pauses, and eyes you down. you yourself aged well too, fine lines and trickles of grey hair peeking through your uniform hat. johnny chuckles dryly as his eyes focus on the little details. "you look just as beautiful as the day you left me."

• "don't do this," you quietly plead, eyes now feeling wet and face feeling hot. "not now. not after all this time."

• "i..." he swallows again, now averting his eye contact. the pause is long, and you almost considered walking away before he speaks up again. "i got married, by the way, though i'm sure you saw... in the news."

• "i haven't." johnny shoots a dubious look at you, then realizes you probably avoided his name like the plague in news articles.

• "my wife runs the army. my daughter is commander."

• "daughter?" now it was your turn to frown.

• "cass... cassandra?" johnny explains, though you sense a hint of shame in his tone. "cassie."

• "didn't strike you for a family man." the irony stings when it slips past your lips.

• "i didn't either," he wipes his face. "but i realized... far too late... that what i wanted more than a legacy for myself was a legacy for my family. i wanted my efforts to mean something. i wanted to better the world with more than just shitty movies."

• just as your turn rose to frown, now you couldn't help but let out a chuckle yourself. "your movies weren't shitty," you reply, smiling weakly. "i liked them."

• "no you didn't," his grin is teasing, and you notice just how deep his smile lines were. "no need to lie."

• "honest to god," you hold a hand up, swearing. "they were a nice escape from reality."

• his lips turn into a fine line. maybe your choice of wording was more painful than intended. his fists clench and unclench and you watch his mouth fight to get more words out.

• "i wish..." the always confident actor couldn't bring himself to look at you. "i wish i had grown up sooner, you know." johnny could be digging a dangerous hole, but he didn't care in the moment. he felt young again, nostalgic. "we could have had a life like this together, like you want... wanted."

• "you have that now," you get defensive, trying to put a barrier between his words and your heart. "a wife, a kid, a good job. you got what you wanted."

• "but it's not with you."

• whether it was dread or excitement, your heart flutters. was it really true that after all this time, he still wanted you, missed you like you missed his mature self? your thoughts of what could've been claw their way into your mind, and you feel hazy. your eyes wander around his form again, taking in his impressive physique, kind eyes, mature outfit... stopping at the ring finger. your breath feels sucked from your lungs when you pull yourself back to reality.

• "maybe in another life," you propose, a weak shrug tugging at your shoulders. "but i hope you know i don't... i don't regret what we had. our story, though, ended twenty six years ago, johnny. you're in a new chapter, enjoy it, okay?"

• the rejection at his desperation feels like a gunshot to the chest, like he could just die then and there. yeah, he had roots here, but if you had just asked him to run away with you, lord knows he'd consider it. but you wouldn't ask him to do such a thing, when he's finally got his shit figured out.

• another coworker enters the long hallway, entranced in their task that tears both of your attentions away from the heavy conversation. you know even still that his reputation is important, on screen and now off, too. so, you abandon the conversation as it stands, not giving johnny a chance to agree to your request and spin on your heel, returning to your own assignment and leaving him to his own. your head is down as you hug the papers, wishing to forget that you work with your ex-soulmate. it's an impossible task, really, when you catch his lingering cologne and scent on your body from his hold. that scent didn't change, either.

• johnny feels frozen in place, afraid to move and lose the moment where it stands. he watches you until you turn the corner, and listens for your footsteps until there isn't a trace of them anymore. his heart feels... heavy.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #mk11 #marley writes ☆

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snowangeldotmp3 · 2 years ago

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dear lucas; from max

hehe i have more letters. anyway, this is from my kas!max wip, and these letters are supposed to be holding back a little bit like max was in the series, as these were supposed to be written around episode 4. this is my first Real time writing for max, so please be kind lol. again like with the dear barb letter (which you can read here) it will be in first person, and will be posted to ao3!

Lucas,

Hey, stalker.

You know what this means if you’re reading this.

I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. I just didn’t know how. I’m sorry I kept pulling away.

And before you start, don’t blame yourself. This isn’t your fault, and you couldn’t have stopped this. Vecna is just an asshole, and I was a bad girlfriend. A bad friend, too. Friends don’t lie, or whatever, but I did. I said I was fine and I wasn’t. I’m sorry for being a bad friend.

I heard about the game, by the way. I listened to it on the radio. I can’t believe your Hawkins High’s star player now.

I should’ve been there.

This is about to get really sappy and gross, and if you tell anyone I swear to god I will haunt your ass, Sinclair.

I’m glad I came to Hawkins. Sure, every six months there’s a world ending threat and now one of them is directly attacking me, but, I’m still glad I met you guys. Hawkins was new and scary, not just because of the monsters.

You asked me, about two years ago, in the back of the Palace Arcade, “Do you accept the risk?” Do you remember that? Back then I thought that it was just a story, that you were just really, really into the nerd shit that you and your friends had created and just wanted me to play along. I hadn’t realized it was a serious thing until the junkyard. Until I saw the monsters for real. Then I understood.

I’m glad I accepted the risk. I’m glad I got to meet you and the rest of the Party and become part of your weird little friend group. I don’t regret it. Even if it seems like I should, especially right now, especially with what happened in the summer. But I don’t. I don’t think I would change anything about how we met. I would still accept the risk.

I do want to make him pay, though. The shit head behind all of this. He’s been doing this shit the whole time, the Mind Flayer, the Spider Monster, and now all of this. You have to swear to me, Lucas. You’ll make him pay. You and the Party and Steve, Nancy, and Robin. Shit, El too. She probably already knows that something is up even if she doesn’t have her powers. You all have to make him pay. Not just for me, either. Everybody who’s been affected by this. Will, Nancy’s friend, all of those people last summer, Chrissy, Fred, everyone.

This letter is the hardest one, besides the one I wrote for my mom, and I’m glad you’re all asleep right now so you can’t see me crying like a baby trying to write this. Don’t laugh at me. I’m really gonna miss you guys. Our movie nights, or sneaking into the movie theater and the drive in or walking downtown and just talking or planning our Halloween costumes together. (You have to go as the Green Lantern this year. Especially if I don’t make it out of this. I don’t give a shit what Mike plans.)

I’ll miss you most, Lucas. You are such a good person, you’re so kind. You were there for me and wanted to be there for me when I didn’t want to be around people at all. I know it’s cliché to say, but you’ve got a heart of gold, Lucas. You have never given up on me. And I know that if you’re reading this it means the worst has happened, but I’d like to think you didn’t give up on me then, either. That you were there until my final moments.

You are my guiding light. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you when you were there for me. I hope whenever you hear Kate Bush, you’ll think of me, Stalker.

From,

Love, your girlfriend,

Mad Max.

#stranger things #lumax #kas!max mayfield #my writing #again this is my first time writing as max so pls be kind!! still getting her voice down lol #but yeah i wanted these to be still holding back a little bit like she was in episode 4. still a little closed off. ya know?#max mayfield #lucas sinclair #not my usual stuff but!! glad i'm writing these. i love stepping out of my comfort zone [said through gritted teeth]

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invested-in-your-future · 1 year ago

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why should I care about grimm when maidens exist - it cheapens the threat that they or silver eyes are there

You know what cheapens the Creatures of Grimm? Cheapening the Creatures of Grimm cheapens The Creatures of Grimm.

Hyping up The Goliaths as this intelligent unstoppable force that even professors at Beacon don't want to approach and that new Huntsmen are taught to avoid and then having a Goliath job to a teenager(who has not changed at all since the last time she was faced with one back then when she got told she can't even scratch it) cheapens the Creatures of Grimm.

Hyping up and introducing a water type grimm only for one of them to get taken out by (yet again) two teenagers and the second one to to get taken out by a random mech cheapens the Creatures of Grimm.

Introducing dozens of different grimm types only for none of them to really matter and get taken out in few hits, cheapens the Creatures of Grimm. The show went through dozens of, honestly, pretty cool designs and most of them end up having the exact plot relevance of a DLC skin in a game.

At this point the creatures of grimm are more of redshirt enemy mook than even "masked WF fighters" were. There's often really no real thought put behind new grimm designs beyond "we need something that looks different get thrown at the cast".

The last new grimm types where them being new ended up genuinely mattering were all the way back in V3 when we got the Griffons and the absolutely terrifying dragon.

Once again, less is more. A more uniform look for mass of enemies is fine actually - it creates a distinct sense of "Sameness" in that unlike humanity which is defined by individuality, your average grimm is just almost exact same copy of the others like it. And having armies of beowulves and the like means that in that specific moment something DIFFERENT is introduced and pattern breaks, you know things are about to go down.

So if there's an actual NEW type, then you got to ask WHY. WHY is there a new type. One possible answer could be Rule of Cool but…Is the show about to do a long and cool fight scene like in V1 to show them dealing with it? Of course not LOL. So if its not rule of cool, then what? What's the narrative reason for a new type. What you are doing with it?

Look at introduction of a first Nevermore, or even a deathstalker. The show works to portray the cast taking them out and its pretty clear that those things are harder to deal with than Beowolves. Look at introduction of The Goliaths? You get a sense of dread of this probably unbeatable presence just lurking - its a thematic thread that not every "evil" can simply be beaten(nor is a simple beast) and a plot thread for V3. Look at the absolute terror and the havoc the dragon causes.

Then look at nuckelavee - arguably extremely creepy looking creature and one of THE best parts of V4. There's an attempt at narrative reason for it and an attempt to portray as something strong…but then bunch of teenagers just bonk it harder to death and move on. Not even "bonk it harder" in a creative way like with Nevermore. But okay there's story reason for it and it ties together nicely into backstory and stuff so eh…its fine.

Beyond that? So far pretty much majority of them boil down to "create mild annoyance for a while and then the cast bonks it harder a bit and its dead like it was never there". Show is OBSESSED with trying to recapture that one specific moment with the dragon from V3. It keeps trying to introduce these terrifying big new grimm things and then it throws them away the next second to try again.

Its yet another case of the same pattern of the writing staff trying to throw bunch of new things on top of existing ones in the kind of way that makes it possible to just remove all of it and nothing would change. You can cut out most of "new" grimm types and pretty much nothing changes in the story. You can't cut out the nevermore or the death stalker or the Goliaths or the dragon that way.

So no, having silver eyes or maidens does not inherently cheapen the creatures of grimm…the way the creatures of grimm are handled cheapens the creatures of grimm.

The show writing is pretty clearly uninterested to do anything impactful with them because its so enamored with all the Two Gods stuff. Its pretty reminiscent of how D&D handled White Walkers in Game of Thrones - where you could just feel they view them as a nuisance rather than something that can get focused on.

Just like with Maidens, just like with (sigh) Jaune, just like with Silver Eyes, the issue is not the concept but what the show does or DOESN'T do with it.

#rwby #rwde

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edgepunk · 2 years ago

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does it count as enabling if i pop in your inbox and directly ask you to rant about ir*ndad

thank you nonny for taking the bullet cause this is gonna be long 🫡

I've ranted about ir*ndad a few times, but I simply despise it. Going through the Peter Parker tag on ao3 is a goddamn minefield even after I filter out any MCU related tags. I accidentally stumbled upon really shite ir*ndad fics bc they weren't properly tagged and I was exposed to the horrors against my will. However, there are a few ir*ndad fics I actually enjoyed, because the writers actually understood the characters and took a lot of pointers from the comics. But there are very few of them unfortunately, you'd have to dig deep to find them.

Anyway, let me make a list of things that bother me about ir*ndad:

Peter's characterization - now, y'all know I'm not a big fan of MCU Peter, but I know damn well he is not a toddler trapped in a teenager's (now adult) body. Peter is very reckless, chaotic and wants to do most things on his own. He isn't yelling "Mr. Stark help!!!" every two seconds. He can and wants to handle things on his own, he is a teen in HOCO and FFH, after all. Teenagers want to prove their worth without any help, so does Peter.

He is not a useless bland uwu softboy that conveniently forgets he has superpowers lmao. Peter is sassy and can be rude. If your Peter Parker can't be a cunt, then that's not Peter Parker. ir*ndad fans turn him into a toddler. There's no way around it, he's a toddler that can't do anything without their pwecious Tony who's the best, biggest hero and who handles everything for Peter, because Peter is a baby who can't do anything on his own. It's not like he can easily lift cars and is very intelligent. No, he's a useless poor baby who can do no wrong. /s

I have to shorten this, so here's a speedrun of things about ir*ndad that I despise:

The writers claim to love Peter, but most of those whump stories where Peter gets tortured and traumatized are about Tony. It's only about Tony's feelings, Peter is there for torture porn and to cause Tony's manpain.

The assassination of May's character - the misogyny is really showing with this one, they turn her into an abuser and neglectful parental figure in almost every fic (tbf she was done dirty by the MCU, not gonna lie)

Racism - shows usually the way they handle Flash Thompson. It's bad. It's very bad.

Their racism is showing with how they treat and (mis)characterize Ned and MJ. Nooo they're not Peter's friends, they're mean and they're gonna abandon him bc he's a superhero. /s

They turn Tony into a creepy, full on stalker??? They think it's cute and wholesome that he gave Peter (reiterating that he's a teen in the MCU) a phone and laptop that's hooked up with trackers, so he can know where he is at all times? Ew? (ig he did that with his Spider-Man suit in HOCO. still creepy.)

As much as they try to deny it, their fics come off as ship fics between Peter and Tony. Why on Earth would a 16/17 year old cuddle with a grown-ass man??? Peter didn't do that with Ben as a preteen/teen, why would he do that with Tony lol ??? It's not just cuddling Tony is giving him kisses jeakejksjhajkhsjhdnd

Cont. of the previous point, there is nothing wrong with Peter x Tony, as long as it's not the MCU version/Peter is a minor. If it's the comics or video game version, then fine, go for it. Peter's been an adult for decades, but just,,, write that instead of trying to chalk this up as a "wholesome father/son relationship".

ummm that's all. thank you for enabling me nonny and sorry for the long rant I Simply Have Thoughts

#ask #Anonymous

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purplesurveys · 2 months ago

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1929

What were you doing before you logged on here? I played my rhythm game and also spent a bit of time with Max.

What was the last airline you flew on, and where were you going? I can't remember the airline, but it was our flight from Da Nang back to Manila. Felt like a fever dream, honestly. We took off close to midnight, then upon landing it took the longest 45 minutes before we got the go signal that we could start getting out. Then it took another while to get the immigration stuff sorted out and THEN another while for our bags to come out of the belt thing.

By the time we got home it was around 4:30-5 AM. Cannot even remember how I went from the car to my bed. Also could not be assed to unpack; I just did it the next morning.

Which of your breakups was the hardest for you to get over? I've broken up with the same person twice, but it was the second one that was infinitely harder to deal with because that one had a sense of finality to it.

What did you have for dinner last night? Leftover lechon.

Do you write poetry? If so, what kind of poetry do you write? I'm terrible at creative writing but in the last year I dabbled in like three poems just to tickle my writing braincells a bit. Regardless, I still think they're terrible work and I'm very shy about it to the point that I have each of them written out in completely random pages in my notebook so that they aren't easily seen, even by me.

As for the kind of poetry, my default is to use the stream of consciousness format. I like writing in a wistful tone, usually about heartbreak so I can process the thoughts that remain with me all these years later.

Have your parents traveled to any countries that you have not been to? My dad has traveled to TONS of countries because of his line of work. He's been to both the Americas and Europe – I haven't been outside of Asia.

Did you have acne when you were a teenager? Not much. My acne is apparently the fashionably late type, because it's only started giving me headaches now, in my mid-20s.

What's your favorite type of gemstone? Diamond, I guess, just because it's mine? Hahaha.

Do you prefer sleeping in total darkness, or do you like to have a little bit of light? Darkness. I'd find it very distracting otherwise.

Who was your favorite children's book author when you were a kid? Geronimo Stilton – I don't know their real name.

Would you rather take a class in fencing or archery? Archery.

Has a significant other ever given you the silent treatment during a fight? Yes. She was very hardcore about it, too. Makes me wonder why out of all those million and one times it happened, I never decided to just up and leave. I very well could've done so, when I think about it now. But alas, I was the type of person who felt the need to fight for the relationship.

What is something you took for granted when you were younger? Food. I was a very picky eater.

Have you ever seen the movie Blue is the Warmest Colour? Parts of it. The 3-hour runtime turned me off, lol.

How many bathrooms does your house have? Two.

What was the last thing you borrowed from someone? My sister's jeans.

What are your favorite condiments to put on a burger? Mayonnaise.

What color are your best friend's eyes? Brown.

Have you ever had a stalker? Either I've never had one or they've been doing a fantastic job this whole time.

Would you rather work in an office setting or work from home? Home is fine right now, but it'd also be nice to experience being in an office setting. I've never had it.

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soulfungai · 8 months ago

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Synopsis: Tressa’s preparing for an upcoming competition, with her rival Trey. The two always matched in cooking and Tressa was not letting NRC win, she just had to prove RSA was better. Until one night her ex shows up at her door.

Contents: First hand embarrassment, Tressa x Trey, Lilia’s cooking (literally just poison), stalker

Authors Note: Shipping fuel because why would Trey NOT protect Tressa? Like come on, they have so much in common it would actually shock me. Also, this isn’t that long— I might make this a series. Also, thanks to @cafekitsune for the beautiful dividers!

Tags: @liviavanrouge, @394091238483

Word Count: 541 (short lol)

❤︎ « next story

At 3:00am in the morning, Tressa would be getting a visit she did NOT want to be getting, and that was saying something, she loved getting visits and was quite social. In fact, a lot of people loved her, one of those people was not Trey. He hated how her and his cooking level matched, however he always said he has “interest in her” whatever that meant. Meaning that his interest was probably against her, she was from RSA after all. It made no sense for them to be anywhere close to each other…

At most, Tressa and him were rivals when it came to cooking. Contradicting? Yeah. However, he still loved her cooking. The visit she was getting was from her ex however. Who had totally humiliated her!

Beai: Look at this stupid picture of my gf

Friend1: She’s an idiot.

Friend2: What is she even doing??

It might not seem like much, but when she found out he sent personal pictures of her being stupid, she knew she had to break up with him. She told him to NOT share the pictures with anyone. And was mad at him for even taking pictures.

So Tressa was not impressed when he turned up at her door, 3 years later with a bouquet and crocodile tears, saying,

“Oh my, I am so sorry! Please forgive me!” Beai says with crocodile tears, he looked down to hide his stupid grin, expecting her to forgive him as quick as they had broken up, but what she said was shocking.

“No.” He went quiet, did she just say no? But why? Wasn’t he all she needed? How could she reject him? After all he’s done? After— well, he actually was upset that she rejected him because he couldn’t take all of her amazing cooking for granted. Tressa knew this now, so she wasn’t gonna fall for him.

Eventually, her stupid ex left, feeling defeated. Tressa felt good about herself for turning down someone she used to love so much, and for a while, at school her life was good until she felt like someone was watching her from the shadows. That someone was following her every move.

Tressa, feeling defeated and also uncomfortable, decides to do the only thing she can think of as the day of the competition grows closer, she texts Trey.

Tressa: Trey! Can you help me for a second?

Trey: No.

Tressa: Please?? It has nothing to do with the competition.

Trey: Why would I believe you?

Tressa: I think I’m being stalked.

Trey: Excuse me?

Tressa: Look help me if you want to prove that NRC has actual worth.

Trey: Fine…

This isn’t a good idea, is it? Tressa thought to herself as she called Trey. He picks up.

“What is it?”

“Trey— thanks for picking up, recently I’ve been feeling off lately. I brought it up to all the others and they said I was being paranoid! Which for the record I am NOT! You’re the only other person that I knew and maybe you’d believe me?” Tressa was hoping he would, even if he wasn’t a friend at least he had a heart right?

“Fine. What do you want me to do?” Tressa sighed. She thanked him.

© pekoetiikapu ❤︎ These stories are originally created by the original poster (me). Please do not steal or plagiarize my stories and do not steal their ideas. Do not repost the stories in or out of the app, please and thank you.

#twst #twisted wonderland #nrc #rsa #OC x canon #fanfic

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punkscowardschampions · 1 year ago

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Group chat & Cali & Marly & Barly

Ali: [send them 🎃 pics lol like getting in the spirit here]

Ali: Carving suggestions welcome

Ronan: Eye holes and a mouth so I don’t need no costume ‘cept for that’d be grand

Ali: A bold look, I like it

Bartley: Don’t need no girlfriend neither, sounds like

Ronan: Ah well, you’d be knowing more about keeping yourself single, like

Carly: 💪🥊🤕 talk there

Carly: fake 🩸🩸 only, don’t u know?

Bartley: Be him who’s primary concern in a costume is covering that ugly mug 🤷‍♂️

Moses: But sure none of yous are going to look as good as me anyway so I wouldn’t fight about it

Ronan: Give over, I don’t know what to go as and it’s the day of is my concern

Carly: i’ll help you ro ro, bring yourself on over for some ❤️🎨✨🧡🧵💚💄🖤

Ali: Why would you leave it so late, boy? Tut tut

Moses: I got mine from that proper place on [some street, giving those pop-up seasonal shops you get because it’s a city so it’s believable energy] girl on the till was very helpful, I’ve invited her along

Ronan: Have I time to go down? Might be taking you up on your offer instead, Carls

Johnny: I can take you if you’re ready to be going now

Bartley: Well I want a proper costume if you’re all having one, fuck’s sake

Johnny: Come on then, I’ve not got all day

Bartley: Tell Ro, carrying on with ❤️🎨✨🧡🧵💚💄🖤

Johnny: I’m telling you both

Ronan: Sorry, sorry!

Moses: Her name was [something it blatantly was not lmao, good guess though] so pick any other nametag, right lads

Carly: her name’s [what it actually is, because believable you’ve also been there and had a look even if you didn’t buy anything lol, and this gal befriends peeps wherever she can, god bless her], lads

Moses: Alright you little stalker, ‘tis the season, I suppose

Ali: Really shouldn’t put the nametag in such a distracting place, like…

Carly: 😅 they should pay the poor girl more

Moses: She would’ve paid me to stay and brighten up the rest of her boring day

Moses: What are you two after wearing then?

Carly: sure im after wearing whatever’ll save her 🌚🌟🌜 now shes not had a v grand day

Moses: Still after being a massive dyke since we stopped hanging out, is it?

Carly: since when are we calling it hanging out, boy?

Moses: Go on, what would you call it, I’m intrigued

Carly: I’d call it fucking as thats what it were & none of us are meant to be 👶 no more but aw thats sweet so it is, you trying to talk nicer for [the costume girl]

Moses: I’ve always talked nice enough for the both of us, make up for that lack of imagination

Carly: k yea you keep on imagining me how u want youve always done that too 💙

Moses: Ah you’re hoping, trouble

Ali: Your dire flirting has killed the convo yet again, Moses but I can’t offer to tell you my costume to revive it, no spoilers

Carly: nor me as you’re being a gobshite as per

Moses: 💔💔

Moses: I’m the only one here whilst they’re playing dress-up

Carly: but not the only option ever 👋💙

Moses: Looking forward to seeing what you’ve come up with this time, Ali

Johnny: Leave her alone, Moses

Moses: Why, I’m paying her a compliment

Johnny: Because you’ve been told before, is why

Moses: Relax, mate, it’s a costume party, she’s good at them, that’s it

Johnny: Don’t mate me and in the next breath push aside what I said as if I’m some eejit, that’s it

Moses: If it worried her, she’d say so

Johnny: Relax yourself or you’ll have your own worries

Moses: Some of us like to be friendly to guests

Moses: Please tell me you haven’t gone in the shop with that face on

Johnny: She’s not your friend, she thinks you’re a cunt

Moses: but it’s a fine line, ain’t it

Moses: What says you, Ali?

Ali: Just leave it out, it’s meant to be a party

Carly: 🖤🧡🎃🖤🧡👻🤍🧄💀🖤🧡🎃🖤🧡

Moses: My thoughts exactly 😈

Carly: [private to Ali]

Carly: wow 😵‍💫☄️

Ali: I didn’t even know he was still in this chat

Carly: I didnt know he had it in him to swear like that 😳🍨

Carly: ive serious never heard it before long as wes all lived here

Ali: He really does not like Moses a fair amount of the time

Carly: baby you've to talk to him about how much he likes you still

Ali: You do remember how that went the last time I attempted anything like that, right?

Carly: yea & I know he for proper hurt you but that was 😍🌹🥰💞🍬🥊🧨💓

Ali: Nah, he’s just intense, it can look like 😍🌹🥰💞🍬🥊🧨💓 but

Carly: k if u say its so, you’ve got more knowing of him than me

Ali: It’s been months, if he was bothered about me and not Mosey then he would have said something before now

Ali: it’s cool, least it did temporarily shut him up, like

Carly: I’d love you if you’d not been round for months

Carly: & if hes intense where r those feelings going? on god? 💔🙏📿⛪️💔 I don’t reckon

Ali: Because you’re an angel

Ali: No doubt he hasn’t lacked company, I assume he’s expressing himself just fine, not that I like to think about that

Carly: nah, you’re an angel & hes a dope boy who dunno what to do w you or himself unless youre lying down

Carly: it don’t mean hes unbothered, hes too bothered for the missing of you & your 🧚✨🌠⚡️🌟👼🎇💛🌞🍯🐝🌻💛 to speak is gonna be nearer

Ali: I feel more like a nun, I don’t think I can keep being this pure and waiting for what?

Carly: only you & he know for what

Carly: if its worth waiting or no

Ali: 😣

Ali: It was

Carly: I’m sorry making u 💭 about him

Ali: You didn’t, he came in out of nowhere and just

Ali: did that

Carly: warned mosey off you & called him a c u n t

Carly: my god, if someone would do that for me 🥺

Ali: I will

Ali: look like I’m copying now but

Carly: well now sure id have to make u less pure & hed be after calling me a dyke again

Ali: 😏 He’s so clueless sometimes

Carly: drews hair isn’t so long, is it? 😅

Ali: No longer than Johnny’s, no

Ali: brushes it more, granted

Carly: I like wild things more 🐅🧡

Ali: I like dirty too

Ali: they’re so clean, somehow

Carly: makes me feel like I have to 🧼✨��✨🧴✨ & I dont

Carly: can’t be called no nun nor pure myself

Ali: You’re too in the know for that nonsense

Carly: theres no going back

Ali: How to go forward, that’s the question

Carly: ive said what you’re to do

Ali: that was a telling not a suggestion, was it 😅

Carly: it was, best you heed it or else 🤍🔮👻💜

Ali: I’ll consider myself thoroughly warned

Carly: yea, you’re told, you & moses both when I take that cute girl off him & treat her loads better

Ali: Trying to decide if he’ll be 🥺 or 🥺

Ali: important distinctions, obviously

Carly: either’s grand, they’ve all to get in touch w their feelings like

Ali: 🧚🧚💛

Ali: He reckoned I don’t have a clue about mine

Carly: classic projection move eh?

Carly: he dont have a clue about yours or his own

Ali: We both ended up lying

Carly: [her mum] says you always need to lie

Carly: the truth fucks things

Carly: idk though i was honest w moses & sure enough look what he did but I am w you too & look how you are

Ali: I think you should be able to be but sometimes you can’t

Ali: Maybe, I don’t really know anymore

Carly: there’s loads johno can’t do but whos putting that on him rn but the lad himself? hes not married off yet

Ali: He acted like that’s what I asked him for, like I’m that delusional

Carly: its donkey’s before hes got to get tied down, time for u to get bored & pick me instead 🌈❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🌈

Ali: Always, honey 💞

Carly: if yous are gonna talk I should teach you his lingo, how would he get out of it then?

Ali: 💡💡 I’m ready to learn

Carly: come over when you want your 1st lesson

Ali: Is Ronan still coming for a makeover?

Carly: idk sounds like hes after an off the peg scare, probably no

Ali: Bless him

Ali: I’ll finish up here then come over 🔪🎃

Carly: k ill get myself in the 🚿 so you can play w your 🔪 some more 🩸🩸

Ali: 😱😱😱

Carly: screamings the 1 thing I’m good @

Ali: not having that slander excuse you

Carly: 😶 sorry

Ali: 😁

Carly: 🎃 like

Ali: I’m just preparing my 😁s for being ignored all night

Carly: ah never we’d all of us wife you

Carly: cept maybe moses

Ali: What could be more of a 🔪 to the heart, eh

Carly: but hey hes bigger wounds to 👅 for johno saying that @ the rest to see when theyre dressed up

Ali: definitely not the end of that

Carly: be 1 gas party w their carry on

Ali: I don’t know how they’re expected to ever get on, they’re too different

Ali: it doesn’t work

Carly: least theyve vans of their own, imagine if they were to share together

Ali: I can very easily imagine, it’s too familiar 😬

Carly: sorry I keep talking you into a downer today ☔️🥺😢 swear i dont mean to

Ali: it’s not you it’s my 🧠

Ali: But we’ve got time to bring the party before the party

Carly: I’ll fix it 🍄🍭🍬🌿🌼

Ali: 🌈☀️

Carly: nothing in your 🧠💭 u don’t want there 🌞💛

Ali: sounds too nice for the night 🖤🧡

Carly: treats for you cos ily & tricks for the mean boys

Ali: 😈👿

Ali: least they aren’t all bad

Carly: & none of em are that bad

Ali: Do you forgive Moses?

Carly: idk

Carly: I was warned, he only did what he said hed do, get bored & be done its my fault more than his for it happening soon as

Ali: No it’s not, that’s just an excuse

Ali: he’s back sniffing around again, he just doesn’t like anything permanent for any length of time

Carly: I wasn’t trying to make nothing permanent but he hears what hes after hearing not what I say

Ali: Yeah, it’s his terms or no terms, perhaps he thinks it makes him more exciting, keeps you on your toes

Carly: it does work im here 🩰

Carly: my god whats wrong w me?

Ali: If I knew how to fix that I would tell you

Ali: I hate it

Carly: dont be 😤😠 @ me though

Carly: please you cant

Ali: Never

Ali: just myself and these mean boys

Carly: not at yourself neither cos youre the best thing thats ever ever happened to me

Ali: I’ll cry

Carly: sorry

Carly: but everything were way less grand before you started coming round seeing me & I don't reckon I’ve told you that enough for how true it is & how I seriously didnt know what to do w myself

Ali: I need you too, you make it bearable

Carly: im crying 🥺😢😭

Ali: I’m sorry

Ali: it felt like maybe everything would be wrong forever, but not everything is now

Carly: he cant have you in the dark like that when you’re my 🌞💛

Ali: We can’t blame that one on him, s’okay

Carly: a bit lately but nah I won’t 💪🥊🤕 him yet

Ali: You’re impressed with him right now if anything, remember

Carly: hes never been hot to me before idk where im putting that now if I don’t fight him but k

Ali: oh god 😏

Carly: must remember its john boy & yer man there hates me

Ali: I’d be doing you a disservice if I tried to say nah at this point

Carly: deep breaths and 10 hail marys or whatever, be grand, so 🙏📿🔮🧿

Ali: My father would disown me if I had to start praying

Carly: maybe I’d find mine in ⛪️ would explain where hes been & y ive not seen the fella up til

Ali: [her mum]’s own nun days, like

Carly: that’d be the day 😅 but shes made plenty men feel theyve something to regret to be sure, fair play if theyve decided to find their man jesus about it & have a talk to him

Ali: True love story right there tbh

Carly: its no u & johno but it’s cute still

Ali: 🤪

Ali: Shh you

Carly: 😶💛

Moses: [Private to Carly, during this party, closer to the start of energy]

Moses: Is [this gal, still the wrong name, probably a different one lol] enjoying herself?

Carly: [her actual right name again like ffs]

Carly: idk hopefully 💀🎃😈👻

Moses: 🤣

Moses: She looked better in her work clothes, sadly

Carly: shes a cute 🧟‍♀️💚 don’t be mean

Moses: Well, yous look better

Carly: boy dont start

Carly: tomorrow someone else’ll look better

Moses: Tonights the night, girl, why are you worrying about tomorrow for?

Carly: cos

Moses: ‘Cos you don’t have a good answer to that, means you must be wrong

Carly: maybe theres the answer u always make me feel like it

Moses: Come on, that’s not true

Moses: I made you feel plenty of ways

Carly: yea & then we both made ro feel bad

Moses: He never, Johno caused a scene about it, that’s all

Carly: me & him’ve not been the same since, has he w you?

Moses: ‘Course, we’re brothers

Moses: he’s just embarrassed with you

Carly: im 😳 of myself like

Carly: why did u tell me to?

Moses: Someone has to, I thought you two were friends

Carly: we are

Carly: it shouldve been up to him though

Moses: Everyone needs a nudge

Carly: k well you nudged me out so whats this now?

Moses: Don’t you miss me?

Carly: you invited her, you dont miss me

Moses: Now I do

Carly: dont you want her?

Moses: No

Carly: she’ll be 🥺😢😭

Moses: She’ll be grand, still a party isn’t it

Carly: I just dont see why youre after leaving her out when we dont have to

Moses: ‘Cos I want someone else, so do you

Carly: you want me to bring you a private party

Moses: I want you to bring Ali along

Carly: sorry, johno called it right, she dont want you

Carly: I can’t

Moses: You could, and she could like me if she gives it a chance

Carly: read it as I wont then

Moses: Why not?

Carly: she likes someone else & even if she never youre not deserving of no chance w her

Moses: Poor Carly

Moses: who does she like then?

Carly: 😶💙 sorry

Moses: I’ll find out, and I will make her forget about whoever it is

Moses: I just thought you’d like to be there too

Carly: 🍀🐇🌠 to you, you’ll have need of it

Moses: I’ve got it all in spades, you know that

Carly: I know what youve both got why I said it

Moses: I’ll see you later then, Carls

Moses: got ☠️ shit to do

Carly: we can have another 🧊🍋🥃 party when you find her & she 💪🥊🤕 you, sure

Moses: 😆

Moses: Don’t you reckon I can be nice when I have to?

Carly: I reckon she’ll see through how nice youre being but hey on you go itll be gas for the rest of us watching u try

Moses: You don’t have to be relegated to just watching, what are you afraid of?

Carly: you, but ali’s not

Moses: You’ve no need to be afraid of me, I gave you everything you wanted

Carly: I didnt want it to end like that

Moses: You stopped playing the game properly, if you’d not have been so clingy, things could’ve been different

Moses: no one smacked you over it, that was me

Carly: clingy? you have yourself no knowing of the word mosey

Moses: I don’t blame you, you never can help yourselves

Carly: you said youd look after me

Carly: but instead you left us to what couldve happened if johno had decided to take it out on me too

Moses: I knew he’d never do that, you dope

Carly: he hates me & hes not the only 1

Carly: im not safe here but all youre after bothering yourself w is putting ali in the same danger herself

Carly: I love her I’d never

Moses: Sure, what has ever happened to you or your ma?

Moses: Nothing, that’s what

Carly: no tah to you for my 🍀🐇🌠

Moses: Didn’t I take that beating for you

Carly: yea, give u that

Moses: and the other one for you and Ronan

Carly: just for tonight, is it?

Carly: tomorrow it never happened

Moses: Cold, girl 💔

Carly: you was 1st 🧊🥶🧊

Carly: & when I only ever melted for you 😳🍨

Moses: You let me make it up to you or you don’t

Carly: you’ll not tell the others this time?

Moses: I didn’t last time

Carly: I dont wanna talk about it no more when theres how you’re to make it up me

Moses: Wait and see

Carly: wait where?

Moses: Stay with [this girl, name wrong again but on purpose this time so amusingly so lol]

Moses: I’ll find you

Carly: k 💙

Carly: [Private to Bartley, during this party still when she either sees the kiss itself or Moses’ posts about it, but feel free to leave replying until the next day if you want]

Carly: aw cute 💋��🥰💘

Carly: whos she? 🤠🤎

Bartley: [replying later but still the night of, just not immediately or soon after]

Bartley: None of your business

Carly: k I’ll talk to her if youre too shy

Bartley: I’m not shy I just don’t love attention the way you do

Carly: the way I do

Carly: why are you needing to go right for slagging me?

Bartley: Oh, I wonder

Bartley: I thought you’d learn to be more careful

Carly: if youve shit to say, out w it, boy

Bartley: He will never care about you and you’re an idiot

Bartley: not even the first idiot he’s tried it on with tonight

Carly: he had making up to do to me & he did like

Bartley: Who was making up to who

Carly: I just said ⬆️

Bartley: Please, he got what he wanted

Carly: me too

Bartley: Ha, you’re disgusting

Carly: cos I let him touch me?

Carly: hope youre talking nicer to that girl now youve got near her whoever she is

Bartley: Because you let him use you, after he’s showed you and everyone what he thinks of you

Carly: you think idk before what yous all thought of me?

Carly: ive always & yous all have made sure its so

Bartley: None of the rest of us have treated you like he has

Carly: none of yous have treated me no better neither

Bartley: You’ve got to be joking

Carly: least he was offering to make me feel better for a bit

Bartley: He was offering for himself

Carly: idc i got something out of it

Bartley: Wow

Carly: why’ve you forever got to have your opinion?

Carly: its a party im only trying to have some fun same as u

Bartley: It’s a party now but when he tells you to fuck off again you’ll be the one losing it

Carly: & its nothing for you to bother yourself with when I do

Bartley: Yeah, right

Bartley: works grand when your mammy doesn’t notice

Carly: sure look go 🍻💜🎵🎶💜🤠 instead of giving it out to me about the mammy ive got

Bartley: You’re a liability to everyone and Moses won’t be the one bothering when you are

Carly: this where you come again w the threats, is it?

Carly: very spooky scary 💀🎃😈👻

Bartley: Sure, it’s funny that I bothered trying to look out for you, hilarious

Carly: since when are we calling it that?

Carly: you’re only after having a go @ me

Bartley: I was warning you but I won’t bother again, use it does

Carly: my god, we used to be friends

Carly: why is this only how we talk

Bartley: Why do you keep letting Moses ride you

Carly: im not asking why you kissed your girl

Carly: it felt good & u wanted to

Carly: why am I to jump through hoops defending myself cos its moses?

Bartley: It isn’t the same thing, you don’t know anything about it

Carly: for you cos youre a boy & Im a girl but its not my culture & still yous all wanna judge me like it is

Bartley: Enough your culture your ma wants to live here

Bartley: and that isn’t what I meant

Carly: ah well you dont mean you love her u met her tonight, no?

Bartley: Why do you keep bringing that up, it’s just a kiss

Bartley: you and Mosey did a whole lot more

Carly: k so its different cos you stopped yourself?

Bartley: It’s different ‘cos it’s a party and she’s just some girl, she doesn’t live here

Carly: yea, ive known yous all donkey’s & you might never see that girl again

Carly: but I’m the whore & youre the big man

Carly: how can you not see its backwards?

Bartley: Can’t you see that that’s backwards, you should be like a sister

Bartley: and I don’t think I’m a big man, Moses is the one that posted it, he’s always on the wind-up, as you should know

Carly: when have I ever been treated as 1? & sure how am I to start behaving like yours or his when ive not ever?

Carly: even ro went for it

Bartley: Of course they’re going to, they’ve got no self-control

Carly: you reckon its up to me to have it all & my fault i dont

Bartley: Someone has to, don’t they

Carly: I’m sorry

Bartley: I don’t need you to apologise

Bartley: I just thought you’d wised up about him

Carly: yea, be grand if I had sense

Bartley: You aren’t as stupid as you fake being

Carly: ah hey dont be nice to me bb 😵‍💫

Bartley: I know, the bar is in hell, like

Carly: w you lads

Carly: but I shouldnt have said you was as bad as moses

Carly: its not true, sorry

Bartley: You still like him best so make that make sense

Carly: i’m 😤😠 @ myself not u

Carly: for liking him

Bartley: So you should be

Bartley: he can be a laugh, to us, I don’t know what you’d see in him though

Carly: youre not gonna think hes unreal how i do hes your blood & another lad itd get you disowned x2

Bartley: You can say you think he’s handsome without accusing me of being a queer, thanks very much, I get it 🤢

Carly: id never say nobodys handsome but its proper cute you have done 💚

Bartley: As I’m not a massive gay, I’m not going to say any of the nonsense you might

Carly: idk maybe your girl would like it ive made a friend in the 🧟‍♀️💚 mosey invited 🌈❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🌈

Bartley: She’s not my girl

Carly: dont you like her?

Bartley: Our costumes just matched, Moses brought her over

Carly: if he made u kiss her you can tell me ill 💪🥊🤕

Bartley: No he didn’t make me, I wanted to, sure

Bartley: I’m just saying, idk her

Carly: least youve saved me from having to 💪🥊🤕 idk how thatd go for me like

Bartley: Not well, even if he’s not meant to fight back proper, you’re too scrawny

Carly: sure im 😵‍💫 already only 💭 of it but please no need to have us sounding like a shite 🐓 in the 🍗 way too, is there?

Bartley: You’re gas

Bartley: I’m not paying you no compliments though

Carly: boy, theres 1 itself 😅

Bartley: not about your 🍗🍗

Carly: keep them opinions to yourself tah id cry else

Bartley: Don’t be doing that, there’s nothing wrong with you

Carly: 🥺 what?

Bartley: Ack, don’t take the piss

Carly: its you turning me 🙃 by not being mean no more

Bartley: You go weird when I’m nice, that’s why

Carly: sorry idk what to do w how sweet you can be when you want

Bartley: I’m not sweet, don’t go spreading that around

Carly: 😶💚 but you are 💚👽🌱🦗🍐🍃🍏🍀🧃🥝💚

Bartley: What does all that mean, like?

Carly: what I said, you’re cute & sweet sometimes

Bartley: all the emojis

Carly: what of it youre 💚 ive told you before too

Bartley: Idk anyone else who uses them like you do

Carly: wow theres 2 compliments youve given

Carly: you feeling k or do you need to sit yourself down?

Bartley: No, that weren’t a compliment, big head

Carly: oh but I’m taking it as 1 & how are you to stop me?

Bartley: 💩💩💩💩

Carly: 😅

Bartley: Don’t do it again, yeah

Carly: moses or the taking of compliments w out your permission?

Bartley: You know which

Carly: if you see that girl again

Carly: you should have yourself 1

Bartley: I might

Carly: or another but shes to be at least as cute 🤠🤎 & hopefully sweet herself

Bartley: Or what are you gonna do?

Carly: only way to find out is go against what ive said & youd be a dope to when its for your own good 🥄💚

Bartley: Don’t recall agreeing to let you run my life for me

Carly: you asked for a sister of me

Bartley: I reckon I just said like a

Bartley: as well as should be, not to act exactly like [your oldest sister]

Carly: careful what you wish for bb 🔮💜

Bartley: 🙄 Divvy

Carly: hows you acting up like a little brother when youre meant to be older?

Bartley: You think you’re dead mature now, is it?

Carly: more than u 👶🍼

Bartley: Fuck off, nothing about you is mature, girl

Carly: is 😝

Bartley: You only think that ‘cos Mosey boy is older

Carly: & hes no complaints, my personality aside

Bartley: Not to your face, no

Carly: ive my own not to his face idc

Bartley: Suit yourself then

Carly: come on i can guess what hes told yous about me with no need to ask you to your face

Bartley: He’s not said anything to us, John would shut him up

Bartley: he rates girls though, just how lads are when you’re not around

Carly: go on what am I rated?

Bartley: I’m not saying

Carly: tell me you cant not let me have the knowing when youve said I’ve already got a number

Bartley: Ask him your bloody self, it’s his scale

Bartley: except don’t because you’re not meant to know

Carly: please

Carly: i won’t say I know or you told or nothing

Bartley: [do tell her, however offensive this is]

Bartley: you asked

Carly: oh

Bartley: He’s done it with loads of girls, that’s all

Carly: [don’t reply because you’re genuinely really upset about this and cannot because you have to go and spiral]

Bartley: I’m sorry for telling you, you shouldn’t have pestered us

Carly: I’m sorry I asked

Bartley: You aren’t the worst

Carly: [again don’t reply because that doesn’t make you feel any better and you’ve got getting messy so you don’t cry until later with that as your excuse to do]

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Thinking of You

Pairing: OX’s Hangyeom x OC [Chaejin] || OX’s Hyuk x OC [Chaewon] Genre: idol!au, slice of life, slight fluff Word Count: 4,078 Summary: The male idols have been thinking of the sisters and vice versa as of late. Yet, the latter never thought they would be spending the last hours of the last day of the year with the former though.

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hello! my last written piece of the year and it’s with two members from OX! despite what is going on with them, i wanted to write something in hopes of good news in 2023 for them. also, this is fictional work, and so the fictional world is a happy one and does not mention their current situation either. other than that, i just wanted to write something for the new year and last day and Hangyeom and Hyuk popped into my head as the male leads despite other possibilities lol. so yeah, that’s about it and so happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

"Hiya, Kongie." Chaejin cooed as she petted the female bichon's head.

"How have you been, girl?"

She scooped up the small dog into her arms as she sat on her friend, Jiae's, couch of her home as her friend joined her on the other side after changing clothes.

"Congratulations on getting your own place." Chaejin congratulated Jiae as her friend smiled happily.

"Thanks. It took a while, but I'm glad to have my own space for me and Kongie."

When the Bichon heard her name said by Jiae, she jumped out of Chaejin's arms and ran over to her owner's arms instead. The friends chuckled as Jiae cast Chaejin with a playful look.

"So, you ended up dating an idol and now he's your boyfriend, huh?"

Chaejin rolled her eyes as Jiae laughed.

"What? It's true though."

"It isn't." Chaejin declined before clarifying the whole situation to Jiae.

"Chaewon and I happened to become friends with them and over time each of us had gotten closer to one of them more than the others."

Chaejin cast her with a firm look.

"There's no dating and no boyfriend of any sorts."

Jiae scoffed.

"Don't lie. You messaged me that those two were the only ones that gave you two cosmetics for Christmas while the other members gave y'all cookies."

"And so?"

"So, you and I both know that this holiday is usually for couples and what not."

"There were no couples. Just a group of friends."

"Yeah, right."

Jiae even motioned at her own gifts from her boyfriend.

"Jongsoo gave me many cosmetics brands and I still have the ones he gave me for my birthday, too."

Chaejin rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, true, but I hardly wear it and so just ended up giving the gift Hangyeom got me to my sister anyway. Although Hyuk did give her quite a bit."

"Okay, see, and yet you're telling me that you two don't like them like that or they don't like you at all, because it's clear that they like y'all for real."

"They're idols, Jiae, and Chaewon and I aren't."

"Yeah, and so? It happened for others so it could happen for you two, too. I mean, y'all were fans of theirs despite keeping it a secret from them."

"Obviously. It's only so that they didn't think we were stalkers since Chaewon and I lived in the same building before knowing that they lived there, too."

"Okay, okay."

Yet Jiae still wouldn't drop the subject.

"Still, you never clarified about the thing that happened between you and Song Hangyeom."

Chaejin instantly became shy, but played it cool.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Jiae's face lit up as she figured out what happened that night.

"Y'all kiss, huh?"

"No." Chaejin denied, a bit too quickly as Jiae's smile widened.

"Oh, you two did and now you're playing it off."

"I am not."

"Yes, you are."

"Okay, fine, whatever. We kissed." Chaejin said, giving in and not wanting to be badgered by Jiae.

Jiae laughed before becoming serious.

"So, what are you two gonna do?"

"What do you mean?"

"You and Song Hangyeom while it's Chaewon and Yang Hyuk."

Again, Chaejin's eyes rolled.

"Seriously, Jiae, I really don't think there's gonna be anything between us despite him and I kissing. I don't know much about my sister and Hyuk though."

"A kiss during Christmas time isn't something to dismiss so easily, Chaejin."

Jiae shot her friend a knowing look.

"You never know though unless y'all admit it or they do it first."

"Highly doubtful. They have their own fans and careers to worry about."

"True, but they're just like us with real feelings."

"Never said they weren't."

"But y'all are distancing yourselves from such things from naturally happening. Actually, by that, I mean you're the one keeping the distance while Chaewon is just going with the flow."

Chaejin shrugged.

"Okay, true, but like, I don't know. Besides, we haven't really talked since then due to our differing schedules."

"You guys can message each other." Jiae reasoned as Chaejin nodded, knowingly.

"Yes, obviously, but I'm not gonna blow up his phone. He does that enough on his own."

"See, he likes you."

"Whatever. Besides, weren't you and I supposed to hang out and do other things today and not talk about mine or Chaewon's love life as it's the last day of the year?"

"Yes, but I like talking about your lack of a love life that turned promising now. As for Chaewon, she at least tried dating unlike you."

"Wow and whatever."

The two friends shared a laugh as by this time, Kongie had fallen asleep, allowing the two friends to catch up and continue their bonding time for the last day of the year until Jiae mentioned that she had a date later on with Jongsoo, cutting their hang out time short.

"I can't believe you were hiding your idol boyfriend from us." Chaewon's friend, Jiwoo, stated once the group of friends settled around the table at a cafe.

Chaewon met up with her close group of friends, Jiwoo, Yein, and Eunsoo once they found time to hang out after Christmas.

"Yeah, like it all makes so much sense now how close you and Hyuk were." Eunsoo added as Yein looked at the other two with a firm look.

"Well, it's not like Chaewon can go around revealing who he is though. They have to keep their relationship a secret from the public."

Jiwoo and Eunsoo nodded in agreement although Chaewon rolled her eyes.

"I don't have an idol boyfriend and it wasn't my secret to reveal."

"Wait. You're not dating him?" Yein deadpanned with a serious face.

"You and him had the best chemistry every time we had a group date with him and his friends."

"No way that y'all aren't dating. Didn't the two of you kiss on Christmas though?" Jiwoo asked, curiously.

"I mean, that's what you told us in our Kakao chat."

Chaewon nodded nonchalantly while keeping a cool demeanor.

"Yes, we kissed, but before the moment could be settled or anything discussed, we were interrupted by his members and acted like nothing happened. They had other things to do and so we just let the moment pass us by."

"Ooh, that sucks." Eunsoo commented with a sympathetic look.

"Have you guys talked since then though?"

"No. He's been busy with his own schedule and so have I."

"Wait. What about your sister?" Jiwoo piped up as Yein nodded eagerly.

"Oh yeah, what about her? How did it go for her?"

"Honestly, I have no idea. I was too worried about my own life to worry about hers."

Chaewon shrugged as she remained nonchalant about the whole thing.

"Besides, he's an idol, remember? I'm not sure if he's able to date and his group has just gained growing popularity so they're bound to be busy and what not."

"Well, you never know." The trio chorused in an optimistic way.

"Anything can happen."

"Yeah, and that the two of you shared a kiss not that long ago, too."

"Yeah."

Chaewon brushed them off and changed the topic on them.

"Forget about my love life. What about yours? How did the last group date go?"

Each girl made a face upon remembering their last group date around Christmas time.

"Not worth mentioning."

"Yeah, definitely not worth mentioning."

"You seriously lucked out with these guys."

Chaewon made a face.

"That bad, huh?"

"Mmhmm."

Jiwoo returned the topic back onto Chaewon.

"Either way, at least you and Yang Hyuk have each other, so that's a blessing instead."

She grinned widely at Chaewon as Chaewon rolled her eyes.

"He and I just happened to grow closer than the rest of y'all and that he lived in the same complex building as me, too."

"Oh, yeah. Why hang out with us when you can spend the last day of the year with him instead?" Yein mentioned in a good-natured tone as Chaewon scoffed.

"Stop, please."

The other three giggled as they continued to playfully teased their friend as the quartet enjoyed their time at the cafe. Soon they changed subjects, talking about anything and everything that came to mind, enjoying the others' company until the trio mentioned a group date they had to attend and cutting their hang out short.

Chaejin returned home first as she flopped onto the sectional sofa upon kicking off her shoes and being too lazy to even walk all the way to her room to sleep.

"I guess I can sleep in for New Year's Eve and let the new year roll on without me actually noticing it."

She chuckled before hearing the front door open.

"Oh, you're home, too?" Melanie commented upon seeing her sister lying stomach down on the sofa while placing her things on the coffee table.

"I thought you'd be over at Jiae's longer."

"Me, too, but she had a date with Jongsoo in the evening."

Chaejin cast her sister a tired look.

"Weren't you supposed to be out and about longer, too?"

"Yeah, but they ended up having one last minute group date before this year ends and I didn't want to participate."

Chaewon lied down on the other side of the sectional couch, equally as tired as her sister.

"So tired."

"Me, too."

"You don't wanna stay up to countdown for the new year?"

"Not really. Gonna sleep in again like last year though."

Chaejin had shut her eyes before opening one of them to stare at her sister.

"Unless you're making dinner tonight, I'll reconsider."

"I'll think about it."

Chaejin scoffed as Chaewon laughed. Each sister settled in their spot to get even more comfortable.

"What time is it anyway?" Chaejin broke the silence as Chaewon shrugged.

"Dunno. You can check your phone or the clock yourself."

"True, but too lazy."

"Like I'm not the same way."

"True."

The two shared a tired and sleepy laugh, but Chaejin ended up checking the time out of curiosity.

"Oh, it's barely three, but I feel more tired than usual though. So weird."

"We've been out and about all day, that's why. It's time for a good nap." Chaewon reasoned as Chaejin agreed.

"Oh, yeah, true. Well, I'll set an alarm to make dinner later then. Six or seven okay?"

"Yeah, that's fine. Later is probably better if we wanna do the new year countdown."

"I guess, if that's what you wanna do, then dinner will be around seven-thirty or eight."

"Okay, cool."

Both sisters ended up rising from the sofa, headed off to their rooms after bidding one another an early goodnight, changed clothes, refreshed themselves, and finally settled into bed for a good nap. A few hours later the duo were contacted by two specific idols before Chaejin's alarm could even wake her up to make dinner. At first, the sisters declined in meeting up with them, but luckily, the men persuaded the women to come out since they had free time and wanted to spend the last few hours of the last day of the year with them since they haven't hung out in person since Christmas. The sisters agreed with Chaejin meeting Hangyeom on top of the rooftop of their apartment complex and Chaewon would be meeting Hyuk at the nearby cafe they often frequented together.

Chaejin rubbed her gloves hands together as she leaned against the rooftops' ledge while waiting for Hangyeom to show up.

"What am I still doing out here in the cold waiting for that brat though?" Chaejin voiced a bit annoyed as she brought down her gaze from the night sky down to the city lights below.

She marvelled at the pretty sight as a slow smile graced her face.

"At least I still got the scenery to keep me occupied."

"It's pretty, right?"

Chaejin heard from behind her as Hangyeom finally joined her at the rooftop's ledge all bundled up himself.

"Yeah, it is."

She turned her head to look at the idol as she eyed him suspiciously.

"You could have just hung out with the rest of your members instead of interrupting my sleep to celebrate the new year like you did on Christmas, Song Hangyeom."

Hangyeom chuckled as he faced her.

"I could've, but I didn't want to."

"Why?"

"I've been thinking about you." Hangyeom admitted as Chaejin redirected the attention elsewhere.

"Okay, well, I mean you could've just spent it with your parents since they live close by."

"Yeah, true, but," He cast her a sweet smile, "I wanted to spend it with you, Lee Chaejin."

Chaejin immediately turned her head to face the sights below as she instantly grew shy at his words, but didn't want him to know that he had that kind of effect on her.

"Shut up, Song Hangyeom."

He laughed as he softly shoulder bumped her.

"C'mon. I've been thinking about you and you haven't thought about me at all since Christmas?"

"No."

That's a lie. Chaejin has, but she didn't want to admit that to him. Hangyeom pouted.

"I haven't seen you in almost a week and this is how you treat and greet me?"

He slightly shoulder bumped her once again, but it was more of a lean than a bump as Hangyeom stood closer against Chaejin, shoulder to shoulder.

"Yes." She deadpanned, trying to keep her cool in front of the idol and not letting him know that him being that close to her had any sort of effect on her.

"Aww, I thought we were past this and grew closer since Christmas since we kissed and all."

Hangyeom continued to pout, still watching her intently.

"That's what you think."

Chaejin continued to avoid eye contact and refrained from moving away from Hangyeom's gaze and closeness.

"Just admit that you like me, Lee Chaejin."

"No."

"Oh, c'mon."

"Leave me alone, Song Hangyeom."

"No. I like bothering you, Lee Chaejin."

"Of course you do."

"Mmhmm. So, just admit it."

"I'll think about it."

"Then think about me."

"I think about you enough."

"Oh? You do? Do I keep you up at night, thinking about me, Chaejin?"

Chaejin could hear the amusement in his voice once those words left her mouth as she continued to remain calm and collected, but deep down inside she grew flustered with his attention on her. So, she tried to reason out her feelings to be neutral and nothing more than that.

"I mean, as a former ROSE, and a current FOR X, of course I think about you and the other members. Equally. I think about all y'all equally and the same and all that."

She knew she didn't sound convincing and so knew that he knew that she wasn't convincing either of them of her words.

"Just, shut up, Hangyeom."

She slightly glared at Hangyeom as he laughed cheekily as he propped an elbow on the ledge and placed his chin onto his palm to stare at Chaejin, lovingly.

"No, go on, and tell me more."

"No."

She turned her face away once more, embarrassed and just even more shy than before. Soon Chaejin felt his hands gently grab the upper part of her arms to turn her body to face his so that she wouldn't be able to escape and avoid him like all the previous times. Still that didn't stop her eyes from looking elsewhere.

"Could you look at me, please?" He asked as Chaejin slowly focused her eyes onto him to which he smiled widely.

"Now, isn't that much better?"

"It would be if it wasn't so freaking cold, Hangyeom." She countered, causing Hangyeom to laugh at her response.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, but I hope this will suffice for now."

Hangyeom moved his gloved hands down to her own so that he could place them into his pockets while pulling Chaejin closer within his embrace.

"Is this better?"

Chaejin suppressed a smile from forming on her face as she tried to continue to keep herself neutral. Hangyeom was definitely making it harder for her to keep her calm composure day by day.

"I guess, but it just seems and feels more awkward now."

"I think you should get used to it."

"I don't think I'll ever get used to having actual feelings for an idol to be honest."

Hangyeom smiled at Chaejin's indirect confession.

"Don't think of me as an idol then."

"That's kind of hard when you have such a handsome face that just calls for attention."

Hangyeom burst out laughing as he pulled Chaejin even closer to him.

"Oh? So, you think I'm handsome?"

Chaejin groaned as she snuggled within his warm embrace unconsciously to hide her embarrassed face.

"You're so annoying."

"Annoying enough to get your attention, right?"

"I'm leaving."

Chaejin tried to pull away to make her escape, but Hangyeom kept her in place with a smiling look.

"Okay, Chaejin, okay."

He laughed heartily and Chaejin could feel it rumble from his chest against her own body. Something within her finally gave in to her own feelings and to just go with the flow to see where this would lead them.

"Fine, Hangyeom."

"Hmm?"

Now a curious expression formed upon his face as Chaejin cast him with a shy-like yet gentle look appear on her face.

"I've been thinking about you, too, and yes, I do like you, Song Hangyeom."

Hangyeom's face lit with surprise before changing to one of happiness.

"I like you, too, Lee Chaejin."

Hangyeom cupped her face while rubbing his thumbs against her cheekbones.

"I like you a lot."

Hangyeom leaned in closer and Chaejin met him halfway as the two shared a kiss just as fireworks went off in the background to signal that the twenty-twenty-two year was gone and twenty-twenty-three had arrived.

"Happy new year, Song Hangyeom."

"Happy new year, Lee Chaejin."

They wished each other as they watched the sky light up beautifully for a moment before sharing another kiss.

Chaewon entered the small yet quaint cafe, being greeted by the warm atmosphere and not so busy vibe. She sighed in relief upon welcoming the warmth and the quietness while making her way over to the counter to put in an order while she waited for Hyuk to arrive. Chaewon was debating on what to drink when she felt a tap on her elbow and turned to see who it was.

"Uh, hi." She greeted the tall stranger with a polite demeanor.

Both of them wore face coverings and were bundled up from head to toe. It dawned on Chaejin a moment later that the stranger was Hyuk and that he had already arrived before her as he already had a drink in his hand, offering it to her. She eyed him suspiciously.

"Yang Hyuk."

She whispered his name as to not draw attention to themselves and to not reveal Hyuk's idol status.

"Didn't I tell you to stop buying me things?"

"I'm not buying you things. I'm treating you to things. There's a difference, Lee Chaewon." He countered.

Chaewon still didn't take the item and before she could respond back, Hyuk used his free hand to wrap it around her waist to lead them to a more secluded part of the cafe and away from others. Luckily, it was just them, another couple, and three staff on the floor within the cafe.

"C'mon, Lee Chaewon, just take it."

Hyuk offered the drink towards her again and she sighed with a nod.

"Fine, Yang Hyuk. I appreciate your generosity. Thank you."

Chaejin happily accepted the drink as Hyuk smiled while the two settled at the small table where they could also stare out the shop's window of the night time view. They removed their face coverings to easily talk and consume their hot drinks.

"I've been thinking about you." Hyuk suddenly said before Chaewon could ask him why he wanted to meet her here of all places.

"Oh? You have?"

Was her response as Chaewon was surprised to hear those words come from the idol's lips.

"Mmhmm."

Hyuk remained nonchalant about it while sipping his drink, but a ghost of a smile graced his features and Chaewon observed him, drinking her own drink.

"I've been thinking about you, too." Chaewon admitted with a slow smile.

Hyuk smiled upon hearing her words, but remained silent yet happy.

"So, why here?" She finally asked after a few seconds of silence between them.

Hyuk shot her an easy-going smile.

"Well, I thought we could have a cafe date to make it up to you for not contacting you face to face for the past week or so due to our schedules."

"A cafe date, huh?"

"Mmhmm."

The smile stayed on Hyuk's face as Chaewon continued to watch him, somehow wanting to mess with the idol for some odd reason.

"Who said we were dating though?"

Hyuk choked on his drink before recovering.

"I thought since we kissed on Christmas, Lee Chaewon, that we were dating."

"It was only a kiss though, Yang Hyuk. What made you think elsewise?"

Chaewon enjoyed watching Hyuk squirm in his seat as he racked his brain to come up with an answer.

"I'm just teasing, Yang Hyuk. Don't take it too seriously."

He calmed down and returned to drinking his drink with a slight embarrassed demeanor. Chaewon giggled as she leaned forward to place a gloved hand on his own.

"A cafe date is a nice idea, but I assumed that you couldn't date, right?"

Another slow smile graced Hyuk's face as he maneuvered his hand that Chaewon's hand laid upon to hold hers instead.

"Technically, yes, that's true, but that doesn't mean we can't date in secrecy."

He noticed her facial expression didn't seem as thrilled about it as before. He slightly frowned.

"Is something the matter?"

Chaewon flashed him a reassuring smile.

"No, not really, but honestly it's just that I would rather have our relationship be known instead of it being a secretive one."

She gave his hand a slight squeeze to assure him of her words.

"Although I know that can't happen due to your idol status and you and your group still being new to the industry, too."

Hyuk took both of her hands in his as he rubbed his thumbs over the back of her hands in a comforting manner.

"I know it's not the most ideal thing to do, but let's give it some time and I'm sure it'll all work out in the end."

Chaewon squeezed his hands back with a small nod as a ghost of a smile graced her lips.

"Alright. I guess I could give it some time for our relationship to develop further."

The two shared a knowing smile as Chaewon went back to teasing the idol.

"You must've thought about this whole thing a lot if you're so down to go about this."

Hyuk laughed, slightly embarrassed as he slowly nodded.

"I have. Like I've said, I've been thinking about you a lot since Christmas."

A smile graced Chaewon's lips as happiness spread across her face.

"To be honest, I've been thinking about you, too, since then."

"So, you do like me more than you had let on."

"Yes, I do, but let's be real, I never saw or thought of myself dating an idol or even being friends with one in general."

"Well, now you've done both and many more things will happen, too."

"Like what?"

Hyuk smiled mischievously as he leaned more than halfway across the table.

"How about a kiss and we'll go from there?"

Chaewon raised a brow with an amused look.

"Oh yeah?"

"Mmhmm."

Chaewon met him the rest of the way with barely an inch in-between them as a tender look spread across her face.

"I really like you, Yang Hyuk." She confessed.

Something she was unable to say last time. Hyuk's face mirrored the same expression as Chaewon while he said what he wanted to say last time, too.

"I really like you, too, Lee Chaewon."

The two shared a sweet look as their lips widened in happiness before closing the gap between them to share a tender kiss just as the fireworks went off, signaling the end of twenty-twenty-two and the arrival of twenty-twenty-three. They soon broke the kiss to stare at the colorful lights shooting into the sky before focusing their attention onto one another.

"Happy new year, Yang Hyuk."

"Happy new year, Lee Chaewon."

They wished one another before sharing another sweet kiss.

#staytheb #omega x scenarios #song hangyeom #yang hyuk

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𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒓.

Warning : obsessed! Yandere! Psycho! Kazutora x fem!reader. Stalker! Kazutora, kinda pervy, smut, dirty talk, manipulation.

Word count : 2950

Note : This was absolutely not planned, moreover ( shame on me ) I forgot about this baby's birthday, so I wanted to make it up lol. + It's not proof head, please I was too tired so if you see any mistakes, just close your eyes lol

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you wrapped your arms around your body, providing yourself the heat that your white short nightgown could not. Pressing your forehead to the door, you cursed yourself for not thinking about buying one with a peephole.

It was irrational, you were way too grown for such fears.

But after weeks of feeling watched, of checking if the door was locked every ten minutes, of avoiding to close your eyes under the shower, scared to see someone standing there...

After this mind-blowing paranoia, hearing a quiet knock on your front door at two am surely was not the most reassuring thing.

-" What 'm gonna do... " You whispered to yourself, but oh he heard you.

Every decibel of your quivering voice breathed life into him, there you were, finally, after weeks. He could easily imagine the face you were making, little frown between your brows and a trembling lower lip, but it was normal, right ? Days were spent studying your beautiful face, how could he forget ?

-" C'mon, love. I can tell you're inside, you forgot to turn the lights all down... "

The sob that traversed the door pierced his heart arrow-like, he loathed this sound, why were you crying ? Why were you afraid ? It was only him, you've been seeing him for almost more than a year, foolish.

-" Hanemiya-San... What're you doing here ?" Your trembling hand leaned on the door, as a mean to keep you steady. Knowing that it was him behind your door, fear was a serpent biting your skin, injecting something else through your blood, something that was... Beyond the meer fear.

-" Haven't I told you to call me 'Tora ? " He tilted his head, though you could not see him. His hand reached the doorknob, moving it in vain. " Just wanted to see you, ya know ? Like you promised before I was released. "

You closed your teary eyes, trying to keep your breaths as deep as possible. That stupid promise, you only made it not to upset him, you would've never thought he would remember you after he got out of jail.

-" Hanemiya-"

-" I said. 'Tora. "

-" Tora..." You bit your lower lip, his stern voice making you shiver to the spine. " This is an inconvenient hour to visit your therapist. "

-" You promised. " He went on interrupting you again, like during all those hours of therapy in jail. How foolish from you to think he was cured. " You promised you'd come to see me at the petshop, and I waited. I waited but you never came. "

He was sick, and you knew you owned him nothing.

Then why did you felt so dirty ? What was guilt doing in there ?

There was a deep silence where you could hear him breathing behind the door, you, as quietly as possible reached for the phone, and slowly started moving your shaky fingers above the screen, heart beating loud. He was silent, too silent...

Fine, all you had to do was to press the call button, and whisper your address.

-" Tell me, tiger. Who you tryna call ?"

You froze, your finger above the screen too.

-" It's a quarter past two, can anyone hear you scream right now ? "

Your hand holding the phone began shaking stronger, sobs escaping your lips in a broken rhythm, he'd lie if he said the sound didn't tore his chest up.

Pressing his forehead to the door, he whispered in a honey-coated voice, closing his eyes.

-" go ahead, put the phone down. You know I'd rather rip my chest open than hurt you, don't be a fool, babydoll".

Why had his words to be so skilled ? Slipping between your skin like bacteria, infecting you. Breathing slowly, you put down the phone, because somewhere inside your twisted little mind, you knew he would never actually hurt you.

-" That's my good girl... " He praised, it only accentuated your fear, how could he be so aware of everything? " Now open this door, let me in "

You shook your head as if he could see you, whimpering from fear, fisting the lace lingerie you were wearing.

-" Uh-uh ? You really gonna let me outside in my birthday ? Remember last year ? You were the first to wish me a happy birthday. What changed ?"

Flashbacks of your first days working at the prison flickered in your mind, it was only a coincidence, seeing his birth date on his file and wishing him a happy birthday in your usual cheerful smile. Who would've thought it would lead to such a toxic vicious thing ?

-" If I let you in, you promise you'll leave after I wish you a happy birthday?"

How cute, your little voice inquired with such insecurity. His fleshy lips stretched a small smile.

-" I promise I'll leave as soon as you want me to. "

How foolish of you, to let the devil lure you into his incongruous sins. The sound of the door unlocking revived him, and soon, like a wounded puppy, your shape started appearing behind the opening door.

And there you were, creeping into him like the sun under a half drawn window shade. In your little white nightie, intoxicatingly innocent, an angel, indeed. Letting the devil in, letting him get a smell of the paradise he would never get when he passed by you to enter your living room.

-" Here you go. I wish you a happy birthday, 'Tora. " You tried faking a smile, but nor was he dumb neither blind to not notice how you were fisting your own cloth from fear, he tilted his head to the side.

And you hated yourself for this, for not being able to take your eyes off of him.

-" Why are you so afraid of me ?"

He made a step to approach you, the only one required so his chest now was bumping into yours, and you had to lift your head to look him in the eyes, you gulped down.

-" I'm not afraid, you're just... too close. Please,step back. "

Kazutora smiled, a breathed chuckle passing his lips. How enticing was that sound.

-" then why do you smell of fear, tiger ?"

Goosebumps woke your skin up, while two of his fingers slipped under the straps of your nightie, pushing them down and uncovering your shivering shoulder.

-" Hm ? What other than fear could have ya shaking on me this way ?"

God have mercy on you, you were getting drunk on shots of poison, and he was throwing back shots of love. Every inch of your skin was getting a whiplash from that wicked game.

The rules were his, but you were, willingly playing his game, which made him smile and approach his lips from your ear.

-" Now isn't rude from you, ignoring me for weeks ?"

The way your doe-like eyes stared up at him almost made him drop the act, but he kept going, appreciating how his lips grazed your cheek with each word.

-" You promised we'd stay in touch. D'you know how lost I was, thrown in the big world after years of captivity?"

Why'd you let his words enslave you ? Pull you by the calve deep in his traps?

Why in hell was the sound of him being so desperate for you so addictive ? Was it pride ? Or was it the year spent laughing and talking to him during therapy?

-" I... I never meant to... "

-" But you did, love. " Abruptly, his hand flew to your back and pressed you flat against his chest, he buried his head in your neck and you gasped.

-" You did, I thought there was someone out there who finally cared for me, what a fool... "

-" No !"

Hiding his smirk, he pulled away from your neck and gave you a fake surprised look by how your voice rose. Hesitantly, your hands found his cheeks, giving him the most delicious stare his starved heart craved.

-" I do care for you, 'Tora. "

How of an innocent flower you were, only waiting for someone as selfish as him to pick you up. How lucky has he been, getting assigned to the new young therapist in the prison, so naive, always so willing to help, so easy to manipulate...

-" Hm ? I'm dying to believe you, tiger. But ghosting me for weaks is really not the best way to care, I'm afraid. "

You were far from being stupid, you felt how every piece of you drifted, each fleeting further away like trailing dust that the harsh wind quickly swept away. And though Kazutora Hanemiya came in a glass bottle with warning label, your immense heart made you drink it with closed eyes.

-" I care for you. " You repeated, he closed his eyes slightly, feeling his heart sinking in his chest at your gentle touch. " Let me show you I do... Please "

A shaky breath escaped his lips, as you approached your face to his.

Then you took his lips in the kindest touch he had ever known, breathing fresh air into his tired yearning soul. He grunt against your mouth, hands traveling to your sides and pressing you further against him.

You whimpered, the perfect opportunity for him to slip his tongue in your mouth, tasting you like he always dreamed of and pulling shaky moans out of you.

The next minutes were an intoxicating fog, suffocating you with his cologne from everywhere. And the next thing you knew, he pulled off your nightgown as a page he wanted to turn, welcoming your bare skin as the most thrilling new page he was dreaming of writing, marking.

-" You don't know what you do to me, angel. God, I crave nothing more than eating you alive... "

You cried out, because soon his hands gripped your sides and started moving your naked cunt against the bulge in his boxers, your clit throbbing from the friction and dampening his underwear, whilst he was sitting on your bed with your on his lap.

-" Fuck, you're doing right, tiger. Make a mess on daddy"

-" 'Tora more... Sh- I can't- !" You clung to his shoulders, trying to gain more friction by rubbing your clit against him. Kazutora swallowed a deep breath, a bruising hold in your skin as he leaned in to kiss your lips again.

-" What a naughty girl I have, pretending you don't want this and now ? Look how soaked you are ".

-" Oh yes, yes 'm close !" You screamed when his hand reached for your breasts to play with your nipple, he could testify your body was the prettiest thing he never deserved seeing, the moon to his deep water.

-" then go 'head, cum on me, make me hear all the pretty sounds you can make ".

And as you came undone above him, throwing your head back and exposing your perfect neck to him, he leaned in and began peppering kisses all over you, and he knew.

There in his hand, he held his death. Because loving you would certainly be the death of him, and he felt like holding your hand with one foot in the grave.

- " 'Tora, need ta... " Your voice shook above him, coming down from your orgasm. He placed yet another kiss on your left breast, right above your heart

-" Yes ? Tell me what you need, Love. "

-" Need you inside, wanna... Wanna make you feel good, wanna show you I care... "

Now wasn't it pretty that he had you he wanted you ? Consuming you like a cigarette as you willingly light yourself up for him.

Or maybe were you the nicotine ? Poisoning his lungs when he thought he was smoking you ?

Either way, with a single kiss, a single breath his body was humming, and the promise to be complete caressed him when he aligned his tip with your dripping entrance.

-" Oh shit-" he cursed at the feeling of your tightening walls around him, slipping inside. " Pussy's been waiting for me, I see ? So good, baby, so tight".

Your insides swallowed him, as easily as you swallowed his lies. And with every thrust in you, waves of repetition became part of addiction. Your hands were holding into him as if you were not his anchor amidst his madness, and your lips resting on his cheeks felt like home, when all his life he has been an outcast everywhere.

Wrong, so wrong it felt right.

Eyeing your bouncing breasts whilst you rode his cock, Kazutora threw his head back, hands holding you afraid you'd disappear anytime. It was all too much, suffocating, deliciously intoxicating, your sight, your skin, your scent.

-" Shit, tiger... Got no idea how much I've been holding back f'ya"

Too drunk in the feeling of your second orgasm coming right away, you only moaned his name, therefore his hand flew to your neck, squeezing it slightly.

-" Use your words, pretty. Or I might just find another use to these... Pretty lips of yours. "

The heat building up in your core began exploding with his hand choking you, shame was water under the bridge as the only thing important now was that damn serotonin's feeling in your guts.

-" Don't... Don't hold back, 'Tora... Ah! gimme all of you"

-" Hell yeah, I will " he thrusted heavenly hard inside you, making you cry out reaching your high. " I'm gonna ruin you. So, so good. Carve inside you how much I fucking love you ".

-" Oh 'Tora... " You were pretty spent, head falling on his shoulder, letting him use you like a ragdoll until he felt his end near. He brought your head back, still holding your neck to look into your eyes.

How pretty, all fucked up for him. Your passion sinking deep in his skin.

-" Gonna let me fill you up with my cum, right ?"

Your eyes widened, the idea, like all from Kazutora seeping through every pore of you.

- " can I come inside my love's tight little pussy ? Mark you mine ?" He couldn't help it, leaning against you to place kisses along your skin, inhaling your perfume.

-" You mine, right ? Gonna let me keep ya all to myself ?"

-" Yes... Yes please. Just, just do it. " You pleaded, his words already building up something new in your chest.

His silly smile stretched to his big golden eyes, Kazutora pressed your bare chest to his, grunting at the feeling of your perking nipples against his torso.

-" Such a good girl, my good little girl... I'm gonna love you better than anyone ever have."

Oh he would, he promised, as his cum filled you and he felt himself floating high.

Because it was the kind of love he never knew, never deserved.

And you were the lover he let carry his heart between your teeth.

Waiting for you either to swallow, or spit him.

I wrote this on a whim, again. I just hope it's not too rushed, and I wish a happy birthday to our pretty psycho again !

Network : @tokyo-ballroom @downtown-roponggi

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theotheroccassionalfanficwriter · 3 years ago

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Lol I decided to be brave and not to hide using the anon mask. 🌝🤡

Have you ever thought about this NSFW/Explicit possessive Zhongli pounding reader in front of their stalkers? Like, there are these weird stalkers who always take a peek at reader whenever they got the chance. Zhongli finally had enough of it and decided to show them who owns this puss—🤐

"Pity. A mere human cannot touch what's mine. You see this seal on her abdomen? Yes, it means my seed is there to take place."

🥵💦 water pls

Thank you for waiting! ╰(￣ω￣ｏ)

Also you're tougher than all of the U.S. Marine for going non-anon lmao mad respect (≧∀≦)ゞ From the moment I saw your asked I knew it would awaken something in me and it did lmao it took me so long since I had to make sure I'd have enough horny vocab for this lmao and so let me water and quench your thirst now lmao.

Thanks for the first ever womb tattoo ask. Photo of the womb tattoo included.

CW: Public Sex, Mind Break, Dub-con

Marking You Gently

Summary: Zhongli appreciated how you were honest with him by revealing how your past lovers were run off by the amount of stalkers you had and he was pleased with how dependent you were on him to get rid of them, he just never thought he'd have to resort to drastic measure to stake his claim not that he was complaining.

Zhongli was keenly aware of your innate ability to attract stalkers. This much you had admitted to him when he had been on the receiving end of a particularly foolish one. Of course, this had not deterred him from courting you at all, if any, he had enjoyed the challenge of keeping you safe and staking his claim on you to your stalkers.

And you were so cooperative too, you had let him gift you accessories in his colors and wore it proudly on a day to day basis. That you spent most nights in his bed and company only made his win sweeter. Zhongli strived to ensure that you would be happy and content in a relationship with him and if that meant curbing his own stalkerish tendencies...well...it was a small price to pay.

It was this confidence that led him to not properly pay attention when one of your stalkers had gotten particularly...courageous.

“Zhongli~” you whined at him, worry and annoyance in your eyes, as you clung to his arm. Your soft breasts and erect nipples were a welcome sensation to his arm, “I can’t find some of my panties~”

Zhongli thought for a moment, trying to remember if he had forgotten to return some of your panties he had used to fap with, “Have you checked the laundry?”

“I did!” You were tearing up, voice about to cry “I-I think some of them got it again…” You clutched at his arm tightly shivering at the thought of your stalkers being able to easily invade Zhongli’s tightly warded home.

At your words, all thought of fingering your bare pussy fell out of Zhongli’s mind, he didn’t like seeing you scared and teary eyed. He kissed your forehead, removing his arm from the tender clutches of your soft breasts and enticing nipples to give you a tender hug of comfort.

“Why don’t you accompany me for a while? Until I catch those disgusting vermin?” Zhongli offered, soft smile on his face as he gently rubbed your back.

“Will Hu Tao be fine with that?” You asked, uneasy at inconveniencing the first boyfriend to ever care about you this much.

“Of course” Zhongli replied, kissing you sweetly on your lips.

It was easy then to use sex to calm your frightened self, Zhongli’s kiss grew heated and lascivious as his hands drew teasing circles on your ass and thighs, squeezing it in intervals before teasingly grazing on the folds of your pussy. He squeezes your ass cheeks, spreading it apart before he firmly places his hand below your ass to grab you up.

You cooperate with him, moving your legs to firmly hug his waist, your wet pussy rubbing against his erect cock. You moaned into his kisses, body shivering with delight as you clung to his body.

“Mn~” You moaned as your tongue entwined with his.

The wet sound of kissing seemed loud in Zhongli’s quiet apartment, the panting noises coming from the two of you could be heard clearly. As Zhongli placed you on top of his dining table, hands going under your shirt to fondle your soft breasts and play with your erect nipples.

“Haaa~” You panted as your body arched with pleasure, Zhongli’s long and thick cock was rubbing against your clit.

“Just leave everything to me” He said, as he laid reverent kisses on top of your stomach. Leaving a trail of hickeys that led to your throat. He had already ripped your shirt off your body, exposing your breasts that still carried last night’s marks and your erect nipples which still had his teeth marks surrounding it.

“Forget about all those unpleasant things, my love” He crooned as he kissed you on the pulse beside your neck. His free hand was teasing your wet pussy, fingering it until he knew that you would be able to take all of him all the way in.

“Zhong-” You moaned “-please! Put it in!” You begged brokenly as his masterful ministrations on your body left you a panting and moaning mess.

Zhongli hummed in satisfaction, “And what do we say?”

“Plea-please” You began shakily, “put your co-cock in my slutty pushy!”

You fumbled on the last word, moaning it out as Zhongli thrusted his thick cock inside you in one strong move, not bothering to wait until you finished speaking. He moved his hips back and forth, the head of his cock hitting your g-spot again and again until you could only moan and call out his cock with a loving voice.

You were oblivious to the predatory grin in Zhongli’s face or the way his eyes glinted dangerously as his mind thought of a solution to your ability to attract stalkers. He licked his lips, growing aware of the change in his teeth to fangs.

He bent over to suck on your nipples, his hands preoccupied with keeping your legs spread apart as he thrusted his cock against your wall.

You keened, your body arching and pussy clenching on his dick as you came, Zhongli moaned as he came with you, spilling his seed inside your clenching pussy and uterus, he spilled so much cum, as if he had not just creampied you last night until the early hours of the morning.

He collapsed on top of you as you lay limply on the table, panting and pussy twitching from the earth shattering orgasm you had.

“Have you heard of womb tattoos?” Zhongli asked as he lovingly and gently cradled your face, kissing you on your cheek.

You blushed, “No, I haven’t.”

He hummed, not bothering to unseathe himself from your warm and comfortable pussy, “It is typically used for lewd purposes,” Zhongli explained as he let his hand drop from your face, gently tracing a line from your neck, passing through your left tit, playfully rubbing your nipple, before he ultimately ends it on the area above your crotch “But it can also be used as a way to repel...shall we say your disgusting stalkers?”

You let out a soft “oh!”

“Would it be painful?” You asked, worried that tattooing it on that area would be too much for your pain tolerance.

“It wouldn’t” Zhongli assured you “I would never let you feel any pain.”

He smiled at you with so much affection that you easily agreed to his solution, you didn’t bother to give any input to what Zhongli was going to do, you had so much trust in him that you simply waited for the day he’d marked you and solved your most annoying and hated problem.

You hadn’t thought to ask what it would do, believing that Zhongli would make the tattoo a repellent against your stalkers. Which wasn’t wrong per se, it wasn’t until the tattoo was put into use did you register what it would actually do.

For Zhongli, it was normal blissful week of having you in his arms, regaling you with Liyue’s rich history and flirting with you as a gentleman would. It was his day off, and thus he had brought you to Wangshu Inn for a short staycation for the weekend. His strong presence at your side had deterred even your most courageous and stubborn stalkers, not that it had stopped them from trying to take a peek at you when you bathed or changed clothes.

A quick petrification to some of the most vile ones was an easy way to scare off the rest of them. By the time he was done turning some of them into stone, you were finished with your business and happily ensconced yourself into his arms. Purposefully not paying attention to the new additions on the inn’s decoration.

“Shall I take you to solve some geo puzzles?” He offered, his hand resting lowly on your hip, just above your crotch, firmly gripping you at the sides.

“Okay~!” You happily complied, leaning even closer to him much to his visible satisfaction.

While you were happily clinging into Zhongli, listening to his engaging explanation of how the mechanism worked and its purpose, you were unaware of the group of stalkers that were watching you from behind. They were lying on the ground, using the natural reflective surface of the water to take a peek at your crotch that was exposed due to the crotchless panties Zhongli had you wear underneath your clothes.

From their binoculars, they could see how wet you were, cum dribbling slowly out of your pussy that had them salivating and achingly hard. They were imagining that it was their cock being shoved to your exquisite pussy, that it was their cum that was dribbling down the folds of your thoroughly used cunt.

They were so immersed in their fantasy that they had not noticed Zhongli’s murderous glare as he sealed them together as if they were Azhdaha.

“It seems that none of you had learned the lesson” He spoke coldly, glaring with complete and uncharacteristic derision in his eyes as he watched them visibly turn pale.

You stood behind Zhongli, trembling with fear, you had never seen him quite this mad. It wasn’t until he had pulled you to the front, your dress shoved up to your waist and exposing your wet cunt and glowing tattoo did your heart start beating faster.

“Zho-zhongli?” You called out to your lover, trembling in his arms, as your legs shookt from the lecherous looks of your stalkers.

“Don’t worry my love, it’s about time for them to know who owns you” He whispered in your ear, making your pussy visibly throb and grow wetter.

You could feel your mind slowly turning hazy as your body heated up. The tattoo glowed brightly as Zhongli began fingering you. You were helpless and growing weaker, only capable of leaning on his chest, weakly grasping on the sleeves of his clothes as you began to moan.

Your legs automatically spread themselves, exposing the pink and cum-filled inside of your pussy, letting your stalkers know that Zhongli had thoroughly fucked and came inside your pussy earlier.

“Zhong-nnn!” You tried to call his attention, wanting to put a stop at his action but as his fingers curled inside your cunt, you let out a seductive moan that went straight to the cocks of every male in your vicinity.

“Good girl,” Zhongli praised as he watched your hand reach for the zipper of his pants, “Show them how much you want my cock.”

You nodded, eyes hazy, as you turned around and shakily knelt on the ground, your hands fumbled to get his cock out. You happily mouthed through the fabric of his pants as you tried to get his thick and long cock out of its constraints. Zhongli’s large hand was a comforting weight on your head, petting you as praises flowed out of his mouth.

“Such a good slut, not needing more instructions on her master’s part” He praised “Look at you happily fucking your mouth to my cock the moment you see it.”

You senselessly blowed his dick, tongue swirling on its tip and swallowing all of length until it hit the back of your throat again and again. You had long since forgotten about your stalkers or the fact that you were giving them a show.

Your mind was filled only with the thought of Zhongli’s cock and his cum. You whined when you felt him pull away, crying at the lost of the warm and comforting weight of his cock on your tongue.

“Shhhh” He appeased you, “turn around love, put your hands on the wall of the seal.”

You did as he said, body automatically positioning itself to a lewd pose, your tits were pressed on the wall of the seal, making your stalkers gulp and try to reach for it only to be electrified by the seal’s wall.

Zhongli smirked at their audaciousness.

“Cock~! I want your want cock~!” You cried out as you bent your body further, until your ass was pushed up to the air, shaking your hips to entice Zhongli. Your legs were spread apart to show him the pussy he loved and owned.

“Good girl” Zhongli purred as he took his cock and guided it to the folds of your pussy. He teased your cunt, sliding the head of his cock up and down the wet folds of your pussy making you whine and try to push your pussy towards his cock.

He slapped your ass, “Behave.”

You did as you were told, there was no autonomy in your mind anymore, the glowing symbol on your abdomen had thoroughly wiped out any sense in your brain. Zhongli had reduced you to walking, talking flesh light.

With a look of superiority, Zhongli thrusted his cock inside your waiting pussy, he maintained eye contact with your stalkers as he fucked you from behind. He mercilessly plunged his cock in your abused pussy, ramming it again and again against your cervix, the pain turning into pleasure. Each thrust of his had the tattoo glowing drawing attention to it as you moaned and drooled from the pleasure. You were no longer the proper and energetic lady that was known in Liyue.

Zhongli’s cock and womb tattoo had reduced you to this lewd slut that craved his cock and cum. Your mind was filled with sex and pleasure, begging him for more,

“Please! Give me your seed!” You cried “Breed me! Ahn~!”

Zhongli watched as some of your stalkers threw away their dignity and started fapping to your lewdness.

He pulled you away from the wall, hoisting you up and fucking you as your arms automatically wrapped itself backwards on his neck. He made out with you sloppily while his cock fucked your pussy, bulge visible on your stomach and slightly deforming the glowing tattoo.

You came from the immense pleasure but Zhongli didn’t bother stopping even as you lay limp and unconscious in his arms. He kept on fucking you, hands groping your wildly bouncing chest as your stalkers started pumping their cocks faster.

He turned to them and taunted, “Pity. A mere human cannot touch what's mine.” He placed a kissed to the side of your throat as his eyes grew darker and his voice dripped with possessiveness that belonged to a dragon, “You see this seal on her abdomen?”

He smiled darkly as he saw recognition on their eyes, it was only natural for them to know what it was considering that they all had the same thoughts towards you. The difference was that he had won and they were losers, pitiful humans who would never have you nor have you sire their spawn.

With great delight, Zhongli crushed all of their dreams as he confirmed the worst of their thoughts, “Yes, it means my seed is there to take place."

And then he spilled all of his cum inside your pussy, spilling it all the way through your uterus as the mark glowed brightly before slowly dimming and sinking back beneath your skin.

It was a clear sign that Zhongli had successfully impregnated you.

“Don’t ever step foot in Liyue again” He ordered, eyes glowing bright as he cursed them out of the land.

He left with you in tow, fixing your clothes and pushing back the cum that dripped on the inside of your thighs back to your pussy. Zhongli smiled at your sleeping form, content and pleased with the knowledge that none of your stalkers would ever bother you again.

“I wonder how you would act with other variations of this tattoo?”

#zhongli x reader #genshin impact zhongli x reader #genshin impact x reader #yandere zhongli x reader

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dav3katz · 3 years ago

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Got any yandere Gamzee headcanons? Or just Gamzee in general? He is that first homestuck character I got to know about

Yandere Gamzee Hcs

- Gamzee is a chill yandere, he trusts you and lets you talk to whoever you wanna

- and unlike most hs yanderes has the general understanding that forcing you to not talk to people is controlling and unhealthy as fuck! And you two are meant to be so, why would he act such a way? Those that are meant for eachother, are good for eachother

- sober gamzee is completely different though, and he’s utterly terrifying.

- a non yandere sober gamzee is possessive and overly protective so just imagine how possessive and protective a yandere sober gamzee can be

- doesn’t let you talk to anyone other than himself, he truly believes everyone else is beneath the both of you and he’s even more murderous, killing them for his messiah bullshit, but also to show you how dangerous he can be if you anger him.

- so it’s probably best he is like.. never sober

- unfortunately his darling may be under the belief the soper pies make him crazy, couldn’t be anymore different lol and it’s hard to get him back on them

- but back to non sober gamzee

- doesn’t keep you locked inside, again he’s just a very chill dude, so chill nobody (or even you) would be under the impression his love for you is unhealthy, because he doesn’t act upon it (mostly)

- this is also because he’s not under the impression his obsession of you is unhealthy

- he may come across as self aware of unhealthy yandereish habits but typically he isn’t, he just listened to karkats many rambles about love and how it should be

- but he is just a chill person so he doesn’t rlly . Act upon any possessiveness or protectiveness .

- and hey, he’s not really even the killing type? Like he wouldn’t unless he was sober

- he just has some issues? Like

- he’s obsessive, he’s always with you but he just comes across as a lot more clingy than most matesprites would be

- but if for any reason you don’t wanna be around him he’s chill and seemingly understanding about it

- little do you know he’s like.. stalking you lol

- he knows where you are at all times, but as subtle as he tries to be you probably know you have a stalker, he just hopes you don’t find out it’s him. Especially since you trust him so much

- but pretty self aware his behavior is.. not the best.. if it weren’t for karkats past rambles as well as the horror movies he’s been subject to he wouldn’t have known tbh

- so he just treats this as some .. dirty little secret of his and he knows in the back of his mind it’s wrong so he tries not to indulge too much

- he has considered stalking you more often but he just.. would feel bad .. he already feels bad about what he’s doing because he knows it isn’t right

- but in a world where karkat is also a yandere or just didn’t talk to him sm about this stuff you’re pretty fucked bc gamzee would be delusional as fuck lmao

- which isn’t to say he isn’t already? Cause he assumes you like him, when that may not be the case

- so when you reject him he’ll be confused genuinely so it’s a long conversation but it’s not like . Weird or anything . To you it seems fine . Gamzees just like that . He gets confused sometimes and just thought you liked him, that’s all!

- and he takes the rejection well, doesn’t force you into anything and acts the same

- at first .. then he starts kinda making you uncomfortable

- he constantly flirts with you, making moves on you, buys you things, anything he can in order to make you like him

- but he’s kinda obsessive with it as well, which is kinda when his true colors start to show

- so you may eventually block him

- which makes him real sad and he realizes he may have crossed a line

- so he leaves you alone

- distance makes the heart grow fonder, as they say.

- so it would lead to your kidnapping

- he’s real nice about it tho

- but that’s like the only instance he’d kidnap you, he’s chill otherwise

- it’s just that you’re meant to be together, he knows it. He’ll make you see it too.

#gamzee makara x reader #gamzee x reader #hs x reader #homestuck x reader #yanderestuck x reader #yandere

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babyboibucky · 4 years ago

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Salt, Sugar and Viruses

Pairing: Office!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You’ve been secretly making coffee for Bucky at the office.

Word Count: 1,962

Warnings: Two idiots just doing idiot things

A/N: This was done in a haste so I kinda hate it lol but I can’t get this story out of my head and thanks to @bitchassbucky for pushing me to write a full fic of this 🥰 luv u 🥺

MAIN MASTERLIST

"You have a crush on Barnes' grumpy ass?!" Sam choked out.

You angrily hushed him and frantically looked around the pantry to make sure that your secret was still safe. Fortunately, only you, Sam and Nat were inside having your respective afternoon breaks.

"What? He's nice. And cute." you told Sam as you stirred your coffee, smiling to yourself at the thought of your office crush, Bucky.

"How'd you even meet him, he works all the way at the IT department." Sam asked.

Nat snorted recalling the encounters she witnessed for the past few months. Some of which were unintentional but most of them? You had carefully planned out just so you could come up with an excuse to request for Bucky's assistance.

"She might have gotten viruses in her computer once...or twice. Or thrice." Nat teased.

The first time you met Bucky was when most of your files suddenly got corrupted. It was hella embarrassing because you didn't know shit about how computers worked and well, you've been illegally downloading torrents since the office's internet connection was a gift from the internet gods. Without a doubt, your computer was a nest for viruses.

Bucky showed up in your floor that morning and you almost sunk into your seat from shame. You'd heard the IT Department complain about everybody else in the office messing up their computer systems. When you turned around, Bucky greeted you with a charming smile and soft hello. You could still remember how he felt when he stayed behind you as you sat on your chair, bending over to take your mouse in his hand.

God, he smelled so good you almost turned your head to nuzzle your face into his neck.

He was very soft-spoken you realized; Bucky was kind enough to walk you through the process and to be honest, you couldn't recall a damn thing he said. Something about firewalls? And shields? Whatever, you didn't really listen. You just stared at Bucky as he explained everything, solving your problem in less than fifteen minutes.

Since then, your crush for Bucky grew bigger. You'd entered the elevator together a couple of times, shared small conversations that made your heart flutter. When those little moments didn't seem enough, you started your devious plan to fuck up your computer a bit. By the third time Bucky fixed your computer, he was already comfortable enough to tease you for being a "virus magnet".

"Hello? Young lady, come back to earth." Sam snapped his finger right in front of your face, interrupting your thoughts.

You clicked your tongue at him and swatted his hand away. "If you ever tell this to anyone, Wilson. You are dead." you warned, poinitng a finger at him.

Sam rolled his eyes, "It's so unfair how he's kind to you. Last time I requested for his assistance he got all smug and grumpy at me." he complained.

Nat shook her head in amusment, "That's because you've been downloading porn. You know the IT department can access our browser histories, right?"

You choked on your coffe, "WHAT?!"

Nat narrowed her eyes at you, "You been up to no good for you to react like that?"

You faceplamed, "I've been stalking his Facebook account."

Sam chortled, "What are you, in high school? Jesus, calm down. You're gonna be fine. Why don't you just tell him you like him?"

You made a face, "I'm not Nat to have the guts to do that."

Nat hummed, bringing her mug to the sink to wash it. "Why don't you start by making him coffee?"

"I don't know how he likes his coffee."

You received a pointed look from both your friends. You groaned in defeat, "Okay, fine. I know how Bucky likes his coffee."

Nat smirked, "Stalker."

Bucky always arrived in the office half an hour before nine in the morning. This gives him time to settle into his cubicle, buy a sandwich at the stall downstairs and to make himself a cup of coffee. It was his daily routine and upon going back to his desk after buying his breakfast sandwich, Bucky was surprised to see a cup of newly brewed coffee on his desk.

He looked around but there were no signs of anyone. There wasn't even a note of some sort. Carefully, he brought the cup to his face and inhaled its scent. Shrugging, he took a tiny sip.

"How's the little secret admirer doing?" Nat asked, grabbing a chair and sitting down beside you.

You deadpanned, "I've been leaving him his coffee for an entire week now and nothing's happened yet."

Nat frowned, "Are you kidding me? Why would you expect for something to happen when you haven't been leaving any clues?" she said.

"I'm shy, okay?! Maybe I should hide somewhere, check for his reaction. See whether I have a chance." you shrugged.

It was stupid of you to leave the coffee on Bucky's desk. You never stayed to wait for him. You just left it there without a note or anything that would even give him a clue about you and your little crush on him. You knew the reason why, of course. You were afraid of rejection. Sometimes, you'd feel like you have a chance with him since he was always so kind and warm to you. Not to mention, everyone in the office knows him to be grumpy but around you, he was totally the opposite of that.

But then again, maybe he was just nice to you because you were nice to him too.

One morning after leaving Bucky his coffee, you finally decided to leave him a note. You ran back to your cubicle to get a post-it and a pen. Before you could even walk around your desk, you spotted Bucky headed over to the pantry, the cup of coffee in his hand.

"Fuck, okay. Maybe I should just directly ask him out?" you thought to yourself.

You quickly followed Bucky into the pantry and almost whined when you saw that Sam was inside as well. You widened your eyes at him, signalling for him to leave but Sam was preoccupied on observing Bucky who seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Rough morning?" Sam just had to ask as you awkwardly stood by the doorway, finding the right timing to butt in.

Bucky's forehead creased as he let out a huff, "Rough weeks, actually." he answered.

You opened your mouth to say something comforting, wanting to lift Bucky's spirits up but he turned around and glanced at you and then back to Sam.

"Does anyone hate me in this office?" Bucky asked.

You and Sam exchanged looks, both of utter confusion before shaking your heads in unison. "Why'd you ask?" Sam asked.

Bucky lifted the cup of coffee that you made, "Someone's been making me coffee." he stated.

You cleared your throat, "...is it bad?" you asked.

Bucky made a face, "Terrible actually."

Ouch.

"I mean, the first time I saw it I was actually flattered. And then I took a sip and it's just...salty." Bucky said, pouring the coffee into the sink before throwing it into the bin.

Sam's head snapped towards your direction, his face almost red from biting back a laugh. Your face heated up at the realization that you've been putting salt into Bucky's coffee instead of sugar. All this time. You wanted to disappear right then and there. And Sam had to be the one to witness your huge failure.

"I thought it was a mistake since the next day, there was another coffee on my desk. I tried it out and it's still salty. It lasted a week, you guys. And I was dumb enough to keep on tasting it in hopes that it might have been a genuine mistake. But now I'm starting to think that someone hates me that much to fuck my coffee up." Bucky explained, face scrunched up into a mixture of irritation and curiosity.

Sam failed to stifle his laughter and exploded, "Funniest shit I've ever heard." he told Bucky before standing up and making his way to the door where you stood.

Your face was red and if the salt and sugar mishap was already humiliating enough, Sam decided to make things even worse for you.

"You really need to check the labels before pouring shit into his coffee." and with that, Sam gave your shoulder a squeeze before leaving the pantry.

Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself. When you opened them, Bucky was staring at you with an expression you couldn't paint.

"Did you...were you the one leaving me coffee?" he asked.

You secretly pinched yourself in the arm to check whether you were just dreaming. Fuck, you hoped you were having a nightmare but the pain that you felt made it clear that you totally fucked up.

You nodded in embarrassment.

"You hate me that much?" Bucky asked in disbelief, as if he was offended that out of all people, it had to be you.

You quickly shook your head, "No, God no! I just...it's because I..." you stammered, trying to find the courage to spit out the words you've been dying to tell Bucky.

Bucky tilted his head, "Because you...?" he urged.

Your hands balled into fists as you let out another deep breath. Bucky probably hates you right now, but whatever. This was your only chance and to hell, you were going to confess.

"Because I like you?"

You didn't think that Bucky's confused look could even turn more...well, confused. But he was looking at you incredulously as though you've grown a second head, or a third head.

"You like me so you decided to put salt in my coffee?" he asked again.

You honestly didn't know who sounded even more stupid now, you or Bucky. Because if he still didn't understand what was going on, he was dense as fuck.

"No!" you explained. "I wanted to make you a decent cup of coffee but I guess I was too careless and didn't realize that I've been putting in salt instead of sugar." you said.

Bucky didn't say anything after that. He just stared at you, but he didn't seem confused anymore. If any, he looked like he was processing the entire situation.

"You like me." he stated again.

Will your embarrassment ever end?!

"Yes, Bucky. And I messed up my chance and you know what? I'm just going to show myself out and leave you alone." you told him and forced a fake grin before attempting to walk out.

A hand gripped your wrist, pulling you back into the pantry. This time, Bucky was the one who looked embarrassed.

"I might have...done something pretty stupid too." he said, avoiding your gaze as he rubbed the back of his neck.

You eyed him suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"I uhh...I did something to your computer...the day before you requested for my assistance for the first time." Bucky admitted shyly.

It was your turn to get muddled at Bucky's confession. "But why?" you asked.

Bucky offered a shy smile, "Because I've been seeing you around the building and thought you were cute."

And then everything clicked. It was a light bulb moment for the both of you.

"Oh. Ohhh okay. I see." you said before suddenly breaking into laughter.

Bucky joined you and scratched his head, "I guess we're both idiots." he said, placing his hands inside his pockets as he stared at you.

"This went...way more interesting than I thought." you said with a nod.

There was a pause before you decided to speak up, "So, do you want coffee?"

Bucky beamed at you as he nodded, "As long as you'll use sugar this time."

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the-bjd-community-confess · 2 years ago

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Mod: Attraction discourse subthread

1. Bruh, the problem wasn't being sexually attracted to random people, no one was shaming wanting to fuck. The problem was telling a bunch of random people for absolutely no reason that you wanna bang random people in some weird creepy way. Esp since it was a response to some creepy 30 yo wanting to bang her 20 yo student. Do ya legit think that the most logical thing to do is, to think it's normal to tell complete strangers on the internet, via a DOLL confession blog that you wanna fuck some random person? Also, there have been a considerable amount of people confessing about wanting to bang their dolls, or enjoying "Ahegao" dolls, and no one has a problem with that.

Some of you really need to relearn what a fucking filter is, not everyone wants to know what makes you gush. People really need to figure out that a bunch of random strangers might not actually be vividly invested in your fantasy sex-life. You can be sex positive without rubbing your weird sex fantasies into people's faces, especially when you see how many people have absolutely no shame, and will even send weird creepy sex tweets to the victims of their infatuation for everyone to see. (Like every female Twitch streamer ever)

It's like those creepy koreaboo posts where they talk about "UwU imagine K-pop star #31132 as a cow, and how he'd just start tearing up if you touched his little weewee." No one needs to see you being a weird incel online. (Yes this was based on a legit twitter post.)

Sex positive and not being a creep, are not mutually exclusive.

~Anonymous

2. the way some of you are about attraction is nuts. you realize it's pretty common for teens to discuss what teacher's the hot one, right? i know my friends and i did. and now that i'm an adult, and i'm in college, if i meet one of them at a bar or something? they probably wouldn't be interested, but if we hook up, that's two consenting adults right there. fucking go live in the real world, you people are sincerely unwell. like oh my god you are fundamentally broken and it's so fucking concerning.

~Anonymous

3. Do y'all really think all these confessions are from teacher anon??? I'm not teacher anon I just think somewhere along the way people got so fucked in the head about finding ADULTS attractive that now a bunch of young people actually think thought crimes are real. If I wasn't midway through my dissertation you people would be my new study project because I desperately want to understand 1) what went wrong with your development and 2) if and how we reintegrate you back into normal human society.

~Anonymous

4. Just to clarify, as the one who sent the question re "Is it ever ok to make a doll of someone you have a crush on in lieu of interacting with them", that was a genuine question and I've seen it come up with celebrity minimees etc., it was stupid of me to bring it up while the teacher who wants to f*ck their student shit was going on (and that IS creepy, power differences like that in relationships ARE very unhealthy I agree)- now y'all think we're the same person but I really was just curious.

~Anonymous

5. lol, my confession was specifically aimed at the creepy stalker teacher level of behaviour. But go off I guess. I guess telling people to get therapy if they start sliding down that kinda creep ass path is bad now.

~Anonymous

6. I hate how the creepy 30y/o teacher issue has led to people outright denouncing having a sexual attraction towards somebody like THAT IN ITSELF is bad. There are things bad and downright creepy about that particular situation and others like it. Sexual attraction in and of itself is a natural physical reaction we were literally evolved to have as humans and is acceptable in society. Some people are asexual and that's fine but it's creepy how anti-sex some terminally online people have gotten.

~Anonymous

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jinxxedwammys · 3 years ago

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In celebration of 100 followers I present to you

Wammy boys in oddly specific AUs I found on pinterest and stuff.

Warnings: Swearing (mostly in Mello’s part as usual lol)

"I mistook you for my best friend and jumped on your back in public and now I'm embarrassed"

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It was during the Kira case when L was closely investigating Light Yagami at To-Oh University that this extremely awkward encounter occurred. The sun was high in the sky, locusts and could be heard and cherry blossom littered the wide walkway leading into the school.

You had your heavy bag slung across your shoulders. It was filled with textbooks and papers (some of which you had forgotten to turn in) as well as a few personal items. You weren't really paying much attention to your surroundings until you spotted one of your male friends!

You hadn't seen him since the beginning of high-school. To say you were excited was an understatement. In your excitement you took a running jump onto his back knocking him to the ground. He let out a yelp and that was when you realized...

This man was NOT your friend.

"Oh my God I'm so sorry I thought you were someone else" you hurriedly said pushing yourself up and on your knees an apparent redness in your face.

He seemed to be unbothered for the most part, he turned to you, crouching in a sort of fetal position.

"It's alright I understand" He replied.

"No, no its not.. I'm an idiot I should have realized" you shoved your face into your hands covering how red your face now was.

"It is alright, I'm uninjured and it was an honest mistake" you frowned a little not entirely trusting his forgiveness, but this time, you took it.

He gave you a polite smile before standing up and helping you to your feet. He wished you a good day, and left, but not before sneaking a note containing his alias and phone number.

Mello

"I lost my little sibling Matt in Ikea and I need your help finding them"

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"Fuck.... Shit... Motherfucker" You heard from the other side of the store shelf as you browsed through various decor items. This mystery person had been spewing profanities for the past five minutes. You sighed with slight annoyance placing the wooden model hand you had been staring at for God knows how long back, making your way to the neighboring isle.

"Hey, you've been cursing up a storm... what's going on?" You asked, hand on your hip awaiting a response. Mello looked up at you with a look of anger and exhaustion on his face.

"I'm looking for my idiot friend. He got hopelessly lost in the chair section and I've been trying to find him for like an hour now" He ran a hand through his hair pushing his bangs to the sides of his face.

"I can help you look for him!" You offered.

"You don't have to"

"I want to! I don't really have anything else to do, so it's fine. To be completely honest I don't know why I came here." He shrugged. "Oh my name's Y/N by the way"

"I'm Mello" He replied before setting off out of the isle leaving you to sprint a but to catch up. His pace was fast and he seemed to have some plan on how to tackle this, but you weren't exactly sure.

After what seemed like an eternity of silently weaving through the labyrinth of shelves and furniture displays, you spoke up.

"So... how old is your friend?"

"We're both 19... His name is Matt." You kept walking until he stopped directly in front of the office showroom section.

"He might be here, so keep an eye out for a tall brunette idiot with goggles." You nodded keeping close to Mello. Again you snaked through isles. Eventually your search devolved into looking into cabinets, drawers, anything that would open, but to no avail.

"Where the fuck is he?" Mello said under his breath as he slammed shut another cabinet.

That was when a tall brunette wearing goggles walked by dual wielding hotdogs... You sighed heavily before approaching Matt.

"Matt?" You called out gaining the attention of both Matt and Mello. Mello stood beside you before going on to scold his friend almost as if he were an unruly child.

"Sorry about that I hope looking for him wasn't that unbearable... would you like to meet up sometime again in the future?" Mello asked. You nodded in response.

"I'd love to! This was quite fun actually. Though let's not go to an ikea next time."

Near

"We both like walking In the park at night and I think you're a stalker so I accidentally attack you"

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It was 2am, the night was calm yet you were restless nothing you tried allowed you to fall asleep. It was like this most nights. You would then go to the park near your house to get some fresh air and tire yourself out... and on a night like this, that seemed like a perfect idea. You didn't even change out of your pajamas before you left. As you entered the park, you felt... odd. As if someone was watching you and sure enough, as you turned your head to look behind you you saw a man following about two yards behind you.

Naturally your thoughts went wild with what ifs and possible escape plans. Yet you calmed your mind opting to check if this guy was really following you. With every corner you turned your heart sank. Panic started to set in and you rushed to get together an improvised weapon.... Your housekey! You gripped it tightly in your hand as if it were a knife and swiftly approached the man going to jab him in the eye, yet he caught your arm with ease, turning it behind you and pushing you to the ground, similarly to how a police officer would apprehend a resistant assailant.

"Why did you attack me" he questioned, plopping down just above your hips.

"Let me go, stalker!!!" You yelled at him thrashing around attempting to escape his grasp.

"What are you talking about? I'm not stalking you." He calmly said.

"That's exactly what a stalker would say! Let me go!" He sighed lifting himself off of you and crouching beside you. You rolled over and sat with your legs crossed.

"I swear to you, I was only out for a walk. I take nighttime walks sometimes, though this was the first time I've been in this park."

"Then how come every time I turned you followed?"

"I did? I'm sorry, I didn't even realize" He stated plainly. You sighed he seemed truthful.

"Fine... I'm sorry too, I probably shouldn't have assumed you were a stalker or something and attacked you" you admitted. He shook his head.

"It's alright, I understand... I can be scary" you snorted and laughed. The light of the nearby streetlamp lit his features. A frail, sweet looking man with long white hair who seemed to be somewhat reserved. You felt a little silly that you thought someone like him would hurt you much.

"You're not scary... In all honesty you're quite cute!" You admitted, reaching out a finger to poke his nose.

"Thanks, you're actually quite cute as well, maybe we could meet up here in the morning?" He suggested.

Matt

"I come here when I want to be alone and I didn't think anyone knew about it so where the hell did you come from"

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This day was aweful. Work was extremely stressful. Your coworker put important documents in the shreader for the 10th time that week and you were the one tasked with rewriting, tracking down, requesting new copies and piecing together ones that couldn't be recovered otherwise. And of course your boss made every minute of it a nightmare. So after work, you drove to your favorite place. An abandoned warehouse off the highway about 5 minutes from your house.

It was virtually untouched by people now that the walls were covered in graffiti and the place had been ransacked for leftover valuable items. You made your way inside noticing something was off... there was a leather couch that wasn't yours, a coffee table... even a TV and game console plugged into a power supply, another handheld game on the coffee table next to an ashtray with a few cigarette butts, one of which was still smoking.

You were beyond confused. From the last time you were here someone had basically moved in... it had only been a week since you last came here. You warily approached the couch. Well... whoever left it here probably won't mind! you thought I just hope they didn't sabotage it or something. You then sat down noting that it was a perfectly normal couch and you were just paranoid.

That was when a guy came in, he was tall and lenky, had brown hair and was dressed in a striped shirt, a frankly hideous vest with fur lining, black pants and goggles atop his head. He had been holding a can of coke and a cigarette, yet those were both dropped as he saw you.

"Who are you?" He half shrieked.

"Who are YOU? You yelled back.

"I asked first!"

"My name is Y/N.. I come here all the time when I'm stressed and want to be alone I didn't think anyone else knew about it"

"S..Same but.. I come here to get away from a friend of mine... he can be quite aggressive and it's scary" He sat down beside you picking up his handheld game. "Oh and my name is Matt!"

"Hmm.. then let's share this space from now on, Matt!" He nodded in agreement.

"Yea! I hope we meet again soon"

Beyond Birthday

"We live in the same apartment complex and I accidentally leave my laundry in the washer for a minute too long and you decide to take out all my wet clothes to put yours in just as I walk in"

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It was late night. You had been putting off laundry for the past week, but now you were down to a pair of underwear and your nightgown, so you had to do your wash.. you reluctantly gathered your clothes and made your way to the communal washer and dryer. You threw your clothes in and put a coin in the coinslot then set the washer to start.

You sighed and made your way back to your room to relax a little while your clothes were still washing. It had been about two hours and your laundry was probably done. The timer you had set went off and you gathered yourself and brought the remainder of your clothes as well as your box of dryer sheets.

The moment you walked in your eyes widened in horror. Some odd man sat frantically pulling your clothes out of the washer onto the dirty floor.

"What the hell are you doing??!!" You yelled rushing over to stop him. He peered up at you from his crouching position.

"You left your clothes in too long, its my turn now" You blinked

"Only for a few minutes... it just got done less than 5 minutes ago.. now my clothes are all dirty again.. damn it"

"Sorry" He said. His beady eyes were wide and innocent looking. "I'll let you do yours again... I'll pay" He said before shoving yours back in and starting it again.

When that was done he pulled a jam jar out of seemingly nowhere and perched on top of the washer dipping his hand inside the jar and licking his fingers clean of jam. It was disgusting... But you decided to not pay any more attention to it than you had to.

The rest of the time you spent with him was in silence, all you heard was the washer and his lip-smacking. When the washer finished you silently transferred your clothes to the dryer.. this time without your oddball fellow tenant interfering much. Though when he got his own clothes in he did crawl away which freaked you out.

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f1nalboys · 3 years ago

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Can you do one for the slashers reactions to stalking there future s/o like there friends but the s/o doesn't know they want more (but obviously the s/o feels the same) anyways the can't find the s/o for a few months and then they find out its because they are in the military (if you only do a fee slashers can you do Stu candyman captain spaulding Asa or chromeskull

hey there! i decided to do stu and asa (which i hope is ok!) i don't think i'd be able to get the other characters down in the way they deserve :(

i also don’t know much about the military and how getting deployed works (despite being from a military family LOL) so hopefully this is ok! but thank you for the request!! i'll have to rewatch some of the movies to try and get their characters down and maybe try this one again!

WORD COUNT: 756 (for both)

WARNINGS: stalking, possessiveness, probably bad writing too lolz

STU MACHER

-this man is such a bad stalker when it has nothing to do with his kills

-like, he tries his hardest to bump into said person so he has an excuse to talk to them

-which helps him become friends with you

-you just thought you and he had similar schedules and chalked up your constant meetings to coincidence

-which they obviously were not

-so when he isn’t able to find you for a few months, he really starts freaking out

-he’s worried you’ve skipped town, worried you found out what he was doing and had somehow been able to avoid him, worried you had died

-he’s going to try his hardest to find people close to you to ask them about it

-in a totally nonchalant, non-stalker way of course

-eventually he talks to another friend of yours and finds out that you had been deployed

-the first thing he thinks is: man how did i not know they were in the military?

-the second thing he thinks is: OH GOD WHAT IF THEY DIE

-he freaks out until you come back

-you’re shocked to see him so soon after you get back and he tells you he had been worried when he didn’t see you for a bit

-”I hope you don’t mind but I talked to your friend; I was just worried something had happened to you.”

-you find this sweet, like, super sweet

-you tell him its fine and apologize for skipping out without letting him know but it had been a semi-urgent order.

-”i’ll forgive you if you let me take you out on a date.”

-he had said it with the goofiest grin on his face that you agreed

-he is NEVER mentioning his little stalking escapade to you, especially if you end up dating him

ASA

-he’s honestly so mad that he likes you as much as he does

-like, why is HE stalking someone with 0 intention to kill them??

-you two had met at some bug conference (yeah he goes to those, he’s a nerd and he loves bugs) and the two of you hit it off

-it wasn’t until the third meeting with you that he decided to stalk you

-not that he calls it stalking

-but he started wondering where you went after you two hung out so he followed you. -he wondered what you did in the mornings so he would stop by your house in the early house of the day to see

-after almost three weeks of watching your every move, you disappeared.

-your house seemed to be empty and he didn’t see you at any of the places you tended to frequent

-he gets mad first

-he thinks you left him on purpose

-he eventually calms down enough to realize that there has to be another reason! -there’s no way you would just pick up and leave without reason

-he asks a family member after ‘bumping’ into them in public

-aka he also stalked them for a bit

-he told them that you looked familiar and asked if they knew you and acted like you had mentioned them before

-”so, what are they up to recently? We haven’t talked in a little while.”

-he doesn't know what to think when they tell him you’re in the military and that you had to leave for a few months

-they don’t know anything past that but tell you they’ll try and pass the message on of him hoping you're well.

-for the next two months, he waits

-he drives past your house every morning and every night (when he can) just to see if your car was there

-and one day it was

-he jumps out of his car and breaks your door down basically

-”oh hey, just saw you got back. I was passing through the neighborhood.”

-you invite him in and the two of you talk for hours

-he tells you about the stuff you missed, you tell him about what went on where you went to (if you’re able)

-at the end of it he asks you out and you’re actually so ecstatic

-but you’re like ‘oh yeah for sure that sounds nice’

-he’s going to keep stalking you; he’s waaaay too possessive to not

-expect him to know about anything and everything you’re doing

-he’s also super jealous because he went out of his comfort zone to even think about being with you, so seeing you talk to anyone else (especially other men) bothers him A LOT

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