#though this isn't rlly angsty

[eraserbread]

what abt postpartum reader x nanami who is insecure abt their sex abilities (?) after giving birth 🤔 like not feeling the same

you waited that six weeks like an obedient angel.

and, it was actually pretty fucking easy.

there's something about giving every second of your day and night to a crying newborn that pushes sex far, far back in your mind. right now, you're worried about nipple balm, diaper rash, milk temperatures, and the way kento's arms look when he's cradling his girl.

they're adorable, right now. kento's lying on the couch, book perched in his hands as his infant daughter rests on his chest. she's clingy to the bone, refusing to settle unless she's being touched by you or ken. at the end of the day, he knows you're exhausted with it, it's why he lets little rin snooze on his homey chest, memorizing the beat of his heart.

you gave birth six weeks ago to the day, and kento's been so enamored he hasn't even noticed. but, you have. you had a notification set in your phone for this day.

so when it's time to feed, burp, and rock rin to sleep, you're right on time, leaning down to scoop her from his chest.

"bedtime already?" kento hums, holding his book with one hand.

"getting close. i'm six weeks out, now. wanted to get her down pretty quickly."

he hums again, flipping his page and settling back. it's obvious he hasn't been keeping track. not that you could blame him, his postpartum hormones aren't totally out of whack like yours are.

you close your hands under rin's arms, watching her little face screw up in disturbance -- scrunching like a napkin. you coo, holding her tight to your chest so the maneuver is easier.

"oh, there's my girl," you whisper, letting your lips linger over her delicate head. kento sits up with a grunt, placing his book open-faced on the end of the couch.

“do you need anything from me before i lie down for the night?” he asks gently, in tune with his fatherly and husbandly duties more so now than ever before.

“yes.” you stop when you turn around, bouncing your daughter in your grip so she stays content. “take off all your clothes. wait for me right there.”

“it’s okay, just focus.” kento’s purring in your ear, two fingers crooked between your thighs.

sprawled out on the couch, back pressed to the cushion, completely naked, kento hovers over you. he treats you like a present needing to be unwrapped -- taking his time as he reintroduces his thick fingers to your overly-sensitive cunt.

and, though you can feel him in your bones, crying in pleasure, your body betrays you -- betrays him.

you're drier than a desert right now.

"i'm trying," you're begging for something -- anything. more kento, more focus, more need. your mind is flooded and overloaded. shame forms a sickly pit in the base of your stomach. "it feels good, just keep going."

kento's never doubted himself when it came to your sexual chemistry. he could usually just purr your name or shed his clothes, and you're dripping needy rivers between your legs. there was no force, no confusion.

right now, ken feels like he's forcing it.

"we don't have to do it tonight if you aren't feeling it."

"--no!" your eyes fly open, hands reaching to dig into his shoulder. you don't want him staring down at you anymore, you want him pressed to you. that way, he couldn't see the sad tears starting to pool in your vision. "no, I want it now. i can do it... let me- I can get wet for you again, baby. let me... i know I can."

you're babbling, saying anything to make this situation easier to swallow.

"i want you so bad, i swear-

"shh, i know." he's being so sweet, so gentle as his hand caresses the bulk of your thigh. you can feel just how painfully hard he is against you -- leaving a slick snail trail wherever his pretty cock passes over. "don't get yourself worked up -- here."

kento's repositioning himself, sitting tall and proud on his knees between your legs. his rippling torso shines in the dull lights, familiar gaze worried and loving.

he props your leg over his hip, leaning down to spit politely between your legs. the warm wetness pools at your labia, drawing down between your slit before two fingers are pushing it inside of you.

this time, with the wetness, it feels... familiar. good.

but, then he goes to press inside of you. you're confident, he's breathless.

and the baby monitor lights up; tiny infant cries scrambling through the receiver.

on a swivel, both of your heads turn to assess rin's circumstance in the black and white. she's kicking -- fussing as if it were her job. you're sighing, kento knows to get up and hand you back your clothes.

"there's always next time."

If you weren't so overwhelmed, embarrassed, and ashamed, perhaps you would agree. this time, you snatch your pants from his hand and seethe,

"shut up."

kento doesn't take it personally.

[citrustan]

i see u are taking drabble requests!! could i very gently very nicely ask to plz have a yoongi x reader drabble? it can be angsty fluffy or smutty i just rlly miss yoongi, aaand thank u in advance!!

thanks! i will choose all three (barely-there smut bec i just need to get comfortable w it through practice)

love-daze (myg)

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: unrequited love?, friends to ?

warnings: methinks this can be considered infidelity but not really?? as for the characters, all's open to interpretation. :p unedited. this is raw raw ok.

"Should I stop?" You whisper, unwrapping your arms from around him.

After a few beats, still zoned-out, Yoongi moans in disapproval, "No, keep going, this is fine."

He adjusts you on his lap and tilts his head back.

Still unsure, you go back to placing soft kisses all over his neck. Desperate to make Yoongi happy, you put a little more energy into it as you begin to gently grind on him.

Occasional whimpers and sighs float around the cold room. While that would seem to be enough to send you over the moon, it doesn't seem to help you this time.

"Yoongi..." You tiredly sigh.

You want to make Yoongi feel good, but at this point, you know he's too distracted.

Thinking of her.

And you find that unfair. He was the one who called you after all. Because he knew you'd always be around. Only for him.

You were never shy about your feelings for Yoongi, so when you couldn't get him to reciprocate romantically, you figured you'd give it a shot anyway and offered yourself for him to use whenever he wanted, for whatever he wanted.

Yoongi was intrigued.

He seemingly never did end up needing you though.

Until now.

Two hours ago, Yoongi came over to tell you how his girlfriend had turned down his marriage proposal a few days ago.

One hour ago, you tried to talk him into giving her more space.

Thirty minutes ago, he ended up calling her anyway, which in turn made her distance herself even more, telling him to not call her again.

And now, Yoongi has you naked, on his lap, trying to make himself forget about everything--- his girlfriend, her rejection, his humiliation, their sadness... just all of it.

Yoongi wanted to hurt her, too. His own pleasure is just a bonus. He knew that if she ever caught wind of you and him, it'd destroy her.

For some reason unknown to Yoongi (and you), Sera always had been insecure about you. Not that Yoongi gave her any reason to be, even offering to seize all contact with you.

You had cried for days when you accidentally heard about it through one of your mutuals. Yet, you understood, and continued to love him silently while distancing yourself from the couple.

Yes, you loved him but you would never try to steal his happiness away or break up a relationship.

Both Sera and Yoongi noticed the lack of your presence in their lives.

During that short period, she also observed how Yoongi seemed moodier and a little more disengaged in general.

For a while, Sera thought she might've just been a masochist or something because what other reason did she have to refuse Yoongi's offer?

She felt guilty because she didn't want to be the kind of woman who stopped her faithful boyfriend from having friends. She felt guilty because she had always known about your interest in him but had decided to pursue him anyway.

She felt guilty when she saw the look on your face when she was first introduced as Yoongi's girlfriend. She remembers how defeated and sad you were. One would expect jealousy, or anger, or even hatred, but you were always cordial with her.

She felt guilty when he asked her her hand in marriage because it came out of nowhere, and she knew it was Yoongi's attempt to salvage what was left of them.

It's probably karma, she thinks. Sera felt like an intruder in your lives even though she was the girlfriend. Even though Yoongi never really looked at you in a way she would be worried about, she just... felt something.

Which is why Sera isn't surprised to see Yoongi at your place now. She saw it on your Instagram story, but it was deleted almost immediately.

She doesn't know why Yoongi never let you in, and selfishly hadn't cared.

All she could do now was watch the man she loves be with someone else. As you had done.

Yoongi finally looks you in the eye, expectantly, brows somewhat raised.

Again, you ask, "Are you really, really sure you want this?"

Yoongi sees the loving look on your face and his breath hitches. You didn't deserve this.

The long pause answered all your questions.

You don't know why you're disappointed, you had offered yourself to him. It was your choice.

Sadly, giving him a tight-lipped smile, you sigh.

Before you could speak, he tilts your head towards his own, making your foreheads touch.

You gulp, afraid of what he might say.

With a shaky voice, he rubs his thumb on your cheek, "I'm sorry." - "For what?"

"_____, you deserve to be treated with respect. And, I'm sorry I failed to."

"Yoongi... I'm not offended... I told you, I'm okay with this." You pout, confused.

"Exactly. You shouldn't be. I won't take advantage of you like this." Yoongi is stern. Mostly speaking to himself.

But you don't care, "What if I want to be taken advantage of?"

"_____..." He's breathless.

"Yoonie... I can feel you. I want to be used. I want you so bad. I always have." You resume grinding on him, "You want me so bad. I know you care about me, Yoonie."

He firmly places his hands on your waist. You expect him to grab your cute butt, but instead, he holds you in place, "_____. Not like this. We're too... vulnerable. This is new. Let's not rush into anything."

At that, you instantly snap out of your love-daze.

What did he mean by 'this'? Let's not rush into 'anything'?

Your face was expressive, making him smile a little. You then lift yourself off of him.

Yoongi's forcing himself not to ogle your tits or the string of your sticky wetness detaching from his trousers as you moved to sit next to him.

The two of you have a lot to heal through.

Yoongi stood up from your couch to retrieve your crocheted throw which he then uses to swaddle you. You stare up at him with big eyes as he wrapped the material around you, making him playfully scoff.

Yoongi kneels in front of you, "I don't know how to thank you for being there for me, _____." He has a solemn face.

Meekly, you suggest, "We can just... talk if you'd like."

Placing a hand atop your own, he softly smiles, "I'd love that, _____."

note: ok like ack-chu-ally idk what this turned into i just wanted to write like a 100 word thing about reader patiently waiting for yoongi to realise his feelings for her

But I Just Couldn't STop going on and im curious to see the response to this because I think I hate it kinda

[brendaareiss]

Freaky caldre hc!

(like always, don't read if u don't fw it)

I

v

- Cal tears up or cries easily while doing it, he's actually kind of sensitive

- Cal is OBSESSED with Andre's back and with his happy trail. Send post.

- Andre LOVES making Cal submit to him and talking to him/giving him orders while doing it

- One of Cal's biggest turn ons is being called a "good boy" or "pretty" when he's getting absolutely destroyed.

- Cal being hypersexual has led the two of them into not passing a day without doing something sexual. Whether is a quick bj the high-school's bathroom, a hj in Andre's room while his parents are at home, grinding and dry humping in Andre's car or Cal getting absolutely ruined

- I honestly don't think they switch at all. Andre loves being in control in all situations, when he's not, the man truly starts tweaking. He gets stressed, angry because he can't do shit, and it isn't a relieve to him when someone has control, power over him. Cal is totally fine by that though, he's happy with satisfying Andre

(Andre would rather kill himself than having something inside of him. Yall can't make me change my mind with all the "bottomdre" bullshit.)

- They're the clingiest and cutest mf when they're done. You can hear Cal's giggles and Andre yapping about how perfect Cal is and looks when you walk past Andre's room.

- Andre has DEFINITELY left bruises on Cal's body. He's too rough, he can't control himself.

- While Cal is teasing as fuck, he's just resumed to a submissive mess, a bunch of "more, please, andre" and a begging mess when Andre finally touches him

- Following, Andre loves making Cal beg. Not only because it fuels his ego, but because he loves hearing Cal's whiny voice, being completely overwhelmed

- There is not a single time in the life span of Andre kriegman where he hadn't finished inside of Cal. Cal sometimes gets annoyed or pissed of, because they needed to be quick and not make a mess, or because now he has to clean himself up. But most of the time he loves it too.

- Cal LOVES being manhandled. He will never admit it out loud though (well, only if Andre forces him to admit it, even repeat it)

-Cal also loves giving bj's to Andre. Having his mouth and throat full of him, the feeling of being fully possessed and weakened by him...Cal is obsessed with it

- Andre loves pulling Cal's hair.

-Cal has made Andre fuck him in the morning to not go to class. He was met with a delicious breakfast afterwards. Andre claimed it was his reward.

-following, Andre always gives little rewards to Cal once they're done. They can be food, small gifts or being bear hugged and showering him with kisses. He does almost anything to make Cal feel loved and cared for afterwards.

- Andre has internalised homofobia, Cal was sa'd as a kid. So yeah, things can get pretty angsty sometimes.

- Andre's dirty talk it's the bittersweetest thing ever. He would say the meanest things but with the most caring and loving tone of his voice (almost making fun of Cal). But when he's angry though, he's just mean (Cal secretly loves it but you won't hear him saying that).

-Cal has had Andre's belt on his wrists and neck

- Andre always cleans the mess the two of them do. Normally when Cal's taking a shower

- They REALLY can't keep it their hands to themselves.

- Andre is rlly toxic. Sorry. (Cal is too, but Andre wins by a lot). It's mainly because Cal is really the only one that he has and loves.

- once they're done, go back to sleep and finally let Mel inside of the room, she always sleeps in between them or on top of them (mostly Andre, ofc)

I'm seriously considering to start making fanfics. Leave asks so I can make fics about whatever you guys want 🙏

[sillywormz]

for the character ask game: 2, 4, 12, 23 for gi-hun!

YAYAYAYAYAYYYY YIPPEEEEE tysm for the ask! :D

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

ouugh like. everything. it's so hard to choose. ig it would ultimately be gihun's kindness and his belief in other people? even when he knows that other people can be brutal and cruel he still tries his best for them and that means so much to me. he's not necessarily the kindest person at the beginning of the show but it's something he grows into. he's also so cunning and great at thinking on his feet and that's a trait i admire so much

also although it isn't rlly a positive trait, i fucking love it when he's whiny and pathetic LOL. i missed that in s2. that little whiny drawl he gets in his voice in s1 when he's mad/confused/doesn't wanna do something is so good i love it so much

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

OUGH that's a hard one...... i feel like most of the media i'm into tends to be heavily on the sci-fi/fantasy end of things, unlike squid game which is more "realistic", so it's hard to imagine him really fitting in to other things i like? i guess in terms of au stuff though, doing a star trek au with squid game characters could be really fun imo :D i can imagine gihun being an engineer....... maybe he'd still be an ensign bc he doesn't have much career ambition and just enjoys mucking around lol (im projecting here). i think he'd be a very different person without the pressures of capitalism on him, probably a lot softer and happier than he is in canon :')

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

SO MANY. i am rotating that man in my mind constantly. obviously i think he is bisexual hehe. i also personally enjoy headcanoning him as having adhd and dyslexia....... the show doesn't get into it much but people around him seem to often view him as "slow", and i get the impression that he struggled academically at school. but he's also very witty and intelligent when it comes to thinking outside the box and innovating new solutions. the way that he sometimes seems a lil forgetful/easily distracted but also conversely can rlly focus in on things and dedicates all of his attention to smth to the point where he forgets to eat or sleep bc he's so focused........ yeah. adhd moment. dyslexic gihun has 0 canon backing but i just like it for some reason

also a little more sad/angsty, but i think he definitely struggles with chronic pain and disordered eating after competing in the games...... the disordered eating isn't motivated by appearances, but more so by the fact that he's constantly in a state of hypervigilance and bc of that he has no appetite and is often nauseous from anxiety. plus he often forgets to eat bc he's too focused on trying to find the recruiter in early s2, imo :( plus he has ptsd related issues around eating bc of the games and the final dinner he had with sangwoo and saebyeok that makes it harder. i think he's probably very skinny in s2 bc of it. i want to keep him in my house and make food for him grandma style until he's healthier again LOL.

regarding the chronic pain, i think he often gets migraines from stress and lack of sleep, but also he has a lot of injuries from the first games that never got treated properly and thus didn't heal that well. in general he just needs good food, a lot of sleep, and medical care imo :( all things which he has NOT been getting in s2. smh

23. Favorite picture of this character?

any pic where he's in the middle of eating and he's doing his stupid sad chipmunk face LOL. my pet gerbil he is very sick.........

+ the lethal puppy dog eyes.

+ UM. erm. no comment. i'm literally a lesbian but i would slap it

[cavejebus]

my adam playlist is about 20 songs now, so im gonna post it even though it is still a WORK IN PROGRESS!!!! ill add onto it when i wanna ofc, but i just wanna share a lil bit of my visionnn <3 expect a lot of linkin park lmao

some songs might not show up on the tumblr preview so i highly recommend going to the actual playlist if you have spotify!!

and batuta din moldova is there too cuz why not

below is a few categories and explanations for most songs!!!

ANGSTY SHIT

songs I thought either the lyrics or vibe had something to do with his angst... usually has to do with his background, during the trap, after the trap (whether he survived or not), or just headcanons :P

1. paper cuts - nirvana

"my whole existence is for your amusement", "why do they not try to escape?"

i THINK this song is about this dude who is like, in a really shitty kidnapping situation.... or something idk don't quote me on that :P it gives off the vibe of how it must've felt being in the bathroom all alone :( waiting for his boyfriend to save him :(

2. pictures of me - elliot smith

"you'll be the victim of your own dirty tricks", "i'm not surprised at all and really, why should i be?", "so sick and tired of all these pictures of me")

i like the whole pictures tie in.. the song isn't rlly about this, but some lyrics seem like how he would feel about being in a trap. like "I'm not surprised jigsaw chose me for this, my life is shit!!" ofc that would be if he knew who jigsaw was beforehand....... self deprecating shit yknow

3. given up - linkin park

"stuck in my head again//feels like i'll never leave this place//there's no escape", "thought i was focused, but I'm scared//i'm not prepared", "i hyperventilate//looking for help somehow, somewhere//and no one cares"

OK so first quote from this that I chose is like, how he sees his life as some useless "live to die" type thing, then the next quotes are how he realizes that he REALLY doesn't wanna die at the end of the trap. despite his whole "my life is shit I hate my job yadda yadda" talk, he still begs for his life once it's really in danger!!!

4. black heart - stone temple pilots w/ chester benningtion

"rescue me//(If you don't mind)"

lawrence......rescue this bitch....... ok but this song is mostly vibes, it can have angsty vibes :P

5. go with the flow - queens of the stone age

"she said, "i'll throw myself away//they're just photos after all", "i can't make you hang around//i can't wash you off my skin"

MORE PHOTO STUFF!!!!!! love it when it all ties in......... for the second quote its kind of a chainshipping thing... i cant make you hang around, adam goin "don't leave me!!!!" and i cant wash you off my skin, lawrence left his frickin bloody handprint on adams face.... oughh

6. and one - linkin park

"left all alone//far from my home//no one to hear me, to heal my ill heart", "it's too late to love me now//you don't even know me"

this song just generally gives angsty adam vibes, but the second quote is TOTALLY CHAINSHIPPING..... like they literally just met but already have such a connection since they went thru all that SHIT. but uh its too late for them to live a happy normal life together cuz lawrence never came back womp womp!! i can see adam sitting there waiting like "he don't even know me why tf would he come backk"

VIBES/STUFF HE'D LIKE

whether its based off of whatever tf he was listening to in his headphones that one time, or just based off of the time... i think his music taste would generally be pretty vast, while still staying around nu metal and alternative rock

1. one step closer, papercut, don't stay - linkin park

its 2001, hybrid theory has been release and is already fairly popular, i'd assume :P plus I think he'd favor linkin park since they've got a lot of complexity, as opposed to some mindless nu metal around that time

2. guns (are for pussies), down - 311

AGAIN with the rap x rock wtf!!!! he also like, cares about politics and probably trash talks all those gun loving dummies

3. brain stew - green day

who tf doesnt like this song... but it is about rotting in your room and he probably does that often <3

4. break stuff - limp bizkit

DO I HAVE TO SAY WHY I PUT THIS ONE???? ITS BREAK STUFF LIMP BIZKIT COME ON!!!!

5. the fear (flipped) - the shins

honestly have no idea why, but its giving adam!!! dunno what the song is about, but i glanced at the lyrics mentioned a bong and i was like "haha adam smokes weed"

6. tired of sex - weezer

he would like pinkerton, but i kinda only like this song off of it :P i don't listen to much weezer

7. blister in the sun, kiss off - violent femmes

i kinda just wanted to add in the acoustic sounding shit, but i do think adam would listen to violent femmes!! and you should too!!!

8. break it to me - muse

have y'all noticed that he kinda lied a lot during the trap? sure he isn't a good liar, but he seems like he's cool with lying for whatever reason... i just kinda picked this one cuz i needed to add some muse and the song kinda says shit about lying and stuff idk!!

CHAINSHIPPING SHIT

other than the angsty chainshipping in the "angsty shit" category, these just have cutesy lil lawrence x adam stuff <3 sorry to SHOVE chainshipping down your throat but whatever love is love

1. add it up - violent femmes

not specifying which lyric even though there IS one, i'm just embarrassed to say <3 but uh the only thing stopping them from making out sloppy style on top of john kramer was their chains :P

again, i WILL be adding more to this :3 but here's just my thoughts for now. im TOTES not just projecting my music taste onto adam hahahahhhhahahhahahhhaaa he's just so ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sorry if none of this makes sense!!!

[rjschoicesstuff]

heads up tht i have mega brainfog again n 1 day ill try 2 talk abt this but like Better or whatever

River au/mom Ripley au is so like... ok initially it just looks cute n fluffy but its actually so angsty and rlly rlly WEIRD (I mean it can be and is both tho) in a way thts rly interesting 4 me 2 explore. Because of River just being human (and staying that way) and with Ripley being turned at 19, on that, like, cusp between her teens and adulthood. And River aging while Ripley doesn't. Like eventually those two are gonna be the same age physically/mentally and after that River will be older. River will keep aging and die eventually and Ripley won't.

Ripley does live her fake human life and pretends to age (I don't feel like anyone would really be that suspicious over someone staying very young looking, at least they wouldnt start assuming people are vampires u kno). But River definitely can tell that Ripley's maturity isn't on the level of actual 30-something adults and stuff (I feel like it's one of those things you wouldn't notice, but if you Know, you definitely will, if that makes sense?) And Ripley's dynamic with River just feels more like a big sister once River's in her teens. And a bit of a little sister once she's in her 20s. River is in her late 20s when Ripley 'dies' and I imagine they relocate just so they can still be around each other, like Ripley doesn't want to miss all River's big moments and stuff. But like at that point Ripley cannot openly be Rivers mom anymore and restarts her life as a 19 year old, under a different name. They want to be in each others lives but Ripley's presence really does complicate things for sure. I think River definitely has her moments of resenting Ripley and wishing she'd decided against having her, wishing she'd just had normal parents. Teen River will yell at Ripley that she wishes she was never born at some point and mean it. Adult River sees it as less black and white I guess, she can see that her mom is just like barely an adult and really Wanted to grow up, but never got to and feels for her. I think it even complicates River's relationships, with Ripley being such a big, important part of her life but needing to be so careful about telling people. It's really hard for Ripley to watch River get older and older and more fragile. She's happy for her that she gets to though, she would've wanted to, too.

Ripley definitely had her moments of wishing River would choose to turn eventually, so she won't ever have to say goodbye. But also she'd never want to deny her of the life that was taken from her when she was turned.

[sixthemeowmeowidk]

HELLO SIX MY POOKIE

ok I decided to hand pick some fics from The Vault for u (I sincerely apologize for how messy it is)

Libertango by anonperegrine ! Absolute classic royal au with delicious delicious slow burn and well deserved fluff at the end (there is also a sequel I haven't read yet though)

If Lying Feels More Comfortable When Wearing A Suit, So Be It by A_Concerned_Citizen ! Ok so. If u find this fic you will quickly realize it's unfinished BUT trust me when I say it still totally works and you won't feel anything like missing or left out so it doesn't rlly matter so long as you ignore it. It's got some good ol fake dating they get all domestic and shit it's so cute

Silver Sails and Indigo Scales by VoidAvon ! I love their fics and this one is a mermaid au! Beautiful writing and there are a lot of sorta clueless mermaid Wil and Q hijinks (slow burn too!)

It Is Nothing to Die, It Is Frightful To Not Live by Aba_02_Cash ! Q helps Wil out of a horrible winter storm and soft shit ensues, literally my favorite fic of all time and while you're at it go read all their other fics if ur in the mood of hurt Wil getting taken care by Q

the sunrise is sleeping by ghostieZone ! Q coming home from work to see Wil still sleeping in his bed it's super cute and shit they are just sadly yearning here but FOREHEAD KISSES

What Happens in Las Nevadas, Stays in Las Nevadas by Paperturtledove ! Wil and Q doesn't remember what they did drunk last night, and if u read the tags. Accidental marriage baby! Also a little bit of preening at the start

Meet the Minecrafts by Paperturtledove (again! I didn't even realize they wrote this one too until now) ! Wil invites Q to dinner to the Minecraft household! Shenanigans ensue. Phil and techno are done with their shit

Seniors by d0gteeth ! Tntduo as you guessed it! Seniors. It's pretty short and sweet and I always have a soft spot for angsty teenagers tntduo so this is one of my favorites

The Sanguine Shore by VoidAvon ! Another mermaid au! This one's a oneshot and is super fluffy and just cute as hell. Wil is a loser who falls in love ♥️ oh and nearly dies but that's beside the point

October is for soulmates and October is for lovers by Endergirl ! You know it's good if it's by endergirl. Just a collection of oneshots and they're all super fucking good !! Can't summarize them all here obviously so looks like you have to read it yourself to find out 👀

Being Revived Was a Real Pain In My Back by mintitack ! Q massages Wilbur's back and it's cute :3

you're gonna drown in your sleep by lav_endermoon ! Wil has a nightmare and Q calms him down. A classic. Q's sudden transition to being tender and soft when he realizes what's up got me tho I love it

We Are All Poetry, Night Vale by alittlebitofwonk ! Pretty short and sweet but with some good ol pining and Q is a tattoo artist Wil is a barista all that good stuff

Candle eyes by VoidAvon ! Rivalry in a zombie apocalypse! Oh what's this? Wil realizes making Q smile is better than riling him up to a fight? This isn't like explicitly romantic but if you can read inbetween the lines... Pretty Gay (also one of my favorites cause Avon's stuff is great)

OK FLASH ROUND

Pretend by Endergirl

automate by darkrooms

we got a love that is hopeless by delusionalbutck

The Pain of No Sleep by Bubblemintbabe

no big deal (I love you) by luminouslotuses

All of Aba_02_Cash's works

All of VoidAvon's works

Another glass of whiskey comin' up! by lovelesmae

Ok...that's all I got in me........my final message........ctntduo gay love..dies

THANK YOU TORI U ARE THE REMAINING BACKBONES OF THE CTNTDUO COMMUNITY THIS VAULT IS INSANE

[d3adbr3inc3lls]

Honestly, I'm not excited for Amethio's whole arc(??) It's gonna be so angsty and I'm not prepared.

In the opening we see how truly alone Amethio is, whilst everyone had happier scenes, especially the two scenes surrounding Amethio's being more family-like as some mentioned before, Amethio is alone, training intensly with his Corviknight and Ceruledge, probably to be recognised, be a more valuable asset, and to show that he isn't a kid anymore, he's an independent "adult", or he's adult enough to be treated like one, paired with the lyrics which are something along the lines of running to a future which is a simile(??) as Amethio did run to his future, he grew up too fast, he is mature for his age because he wants to prove that he is useful and that he isn't a kid anymore and is actually independent enough to be taken seriously.

I'm also interested in what will happen next, because imo these are the things that Amethio could/might do within the next episodes:

- Isolate himself in a fit of sadness and guilt for loosing a battle, he might even feel that he is not good enough, unworthy and that he Ceruledge down.

- He might even start to train intensly again, (this might be during his isolation or completely diffrent), and train more intense, channeling all his negative emotions and feelings into his training to get better in hopesnto show that he is good enough,

- He may also build his walls up higher, trying to squeeze any bit of emotion left in him out, and try to completely block everything out, which may cause him to push everyone away,

- He might go the completely diffrent route and his mask will crumble further until he's vulnerable around others, (most likely around Zir and Conia though, as he'll probably try to act mature around the admins, or as mature as he can)

- He may also take more missions to distract himself from the pain and guilt, hoping that these emotions will pass, (Although I do think that he wouldn't do this, mostly because he disobeyed his superior and I think he wouldn't be afraid to do it again,)

Idk though, I just really hope he gets to heal, (A meaning of Amethyst is 'healing' or smthng similar, and Gamfreak doesn't randomly choose names, so it only makes sense), if he doesn't get to heal, I'll re-write cannon to make sure he does. Gamefreak isn't rlly afraid to give trauma to sons (and daughter) of pokémon villains, so it would make sense for Amethio to be the son of Gibeon, but I just hope that he doesn't get physically abused by Gibeon, I'd cry istg-

[chdmeeksmartins]

Are you sick of me yet?! Please don't answer that---my ego is fragile, lol. Anyway, I'm sending this to a few people in our fandom: If you had to read/write just ONE of these types of fics forever, which would you choose ---fluff, angst or smut? "All of the above" is not allowed lol. (Personally, I'm a total fluff girl myself---smut just isn't my thing, and I have enough angst in my real life, lol, though all types of fic are equally valid!)

omg i could absolutely NEVER be sick of you! i swear i was literally thinking last night about how you constantly ask some of my favorite questions i’ve answered in regards to scream meta 😅

i’m 100% going with fluff on this one, tbh. i love angst and always find a way to work it into my stories, but i find fanfic to be a method of escape from canon and 9/10 the canon materials are angsty enough that i just need a break lmao!

and i’m not rlly fond of smut in fics unless it really moves the plot-forward. no shaming, ofc. that’s just how i personally feel about it. i’d just way rather read something soft or more comforting.

[kiritila]

Just wanted to say I really love no1sm!! English isn't my first language, and I feel soooo comfortable reading your story, even though is angsty... I found it on tiktok! Hope everything turns out fine at the end.... not rlly a question just wanted to send some love

you’re so kind! i am glad that you feel so comfortable reading it, and i promise that there will be a happy ending for stan and kyle!!

[driaswrld]

omg thank you for considering my request and uploading tsr on ao3!! i hope we can get the extended version one day!!!

i'm interested in being a beta reader, but i don't think i have the time to do it properly at the moment :( plus i would have to leave the anonymous status and. that wouldn't be ideal, would it? sigh.

p.s: i'm reading the newly found ripverse i mentioned and realized it's an extremely vast series with multiple aus. i wouldn't know which one is more angsty than the other (though i inwardly know it's the original one).

p.s2: i love the new design!! i was obsessed with sailor moon as a child. it's nice to see you enjoy it too!!! ♡

-🫧

ACTUALLY I HAVE GOOD NEWS !!

the next tsr post is going to be the extended version of apocalypse aka the one where sugu leaves and comes back and all the angst and whatnot, mainly bcus it's a significant lore dump and i can't hide it in the archives forever loll 😭

ALSO !! ab being a beta reader, you don't have to leavr anon if you don't want to dw! all you need is to rlly give me a valid email address that i can send the docs links to is all (to anyone who wants to be a beta reader pls thats mainly it!)

i usually give my betas freedoms to leave suggestions on the doc itself so anonymity isn't really a problem tbh!

you musttt tell me how those aus go when you've finished reading OMGGG !!

and alsooo !! i love sailor moon sm :(( i also watched it as a kid, it was like my intro to anime coupled with naruto and dbz at the time lolol

[if-you-feel-lonely]

hi love! i am a fellow jack manifold enjoyer and there's like no content for him (😭) is there any way you could write friends to lovers hcs for him? like about the friendship and how cc!jack fell for reader and all that (im a sucker for friends to lovers and also for jack manifold). maybe they stream together sometimes and all that?

FELLOW MANIFOLD ENJOYER 🛐🛐🛐🛐

there really isn't a lot of content for our beloved bald man </3 but on the up side, today I've been stressing myself out a lot and this is helping me calm down :D

TW: Swearing

I got a bit excited :,D

Friends To Lovers with Jack Manifold

You met when you both started streaming, becoming friends due to you both being small content creators

You guys just... clicked. like when you meet a new person that you can talk to like you've known each other for years

When he blew up, you started doing quite well, too

It became an unspoken thing between you guys to shamelessly promote each other's channels

Chat loves it, your friendship is superior

It took a while for him to come to terms with his feelings

For a while he told himself "no, they're just a really good friend" "no, we're just close"

Bullshit :D

He hated that he had these feelings. He loved your friendship and couldn't stand the thought of messing that up

After he realised, things became different

If you lived nearby, you guys would probably go on walks together, bc going on walks with the homies hits different

Before, it was quiet, but comfortable quiet

But now? It was awkward, like you were strangers

After a while, you started picking up on it, so you confronted him.

"Right, if there's something wrong, just say it. I'm not going to sit here and look at you moping all the time. If you don't want to spend this much time together, just come out and say it."

It kind of unravelled from there...

He told you everything about how he didn't want to mess up your friendship or make you uncomfortable

Poor man went :0 when you told him you feel the same way

"*insert shocked pikachu face*"

Not many people notice the difference in your relationship, you both act just as you did before

Tommy goes 🤨📸 when he sees you kiss

"OH MY GOD IT'S LIKE YOU GUYS ARE DATING." "we are." "... what? 😰"

What a fool

Niki thinks your relationship is adorable

Tommy is absolutely disgusted by the very prospect of two of his best friends dating

Wilbur is obviously happy for you both, but makes jokes about Jack paying you to date him

Whilst in vc with Phil, Jack constantly says things like "Phil, me and Y/N are like you and your wife, but better because we're not old"

Definitely involved in Quackity's couple's therapy

By the end of that, you two could hear each other through the walls in the house

"YOU LOVE MY BALDNESS." "JACK, I CAN HEAR YOU WITHOUT MY HEADPHONES." "DIDN'T ASK."

... Yeah.

MCC is always a thrill

If you're against each other, it's ridiculously competitive

In Dodgebolt, if he kills you, all you can hear on his stream is "JACK, I WANT TO BREAK UP."

MCC on the same team is even worse, though.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking incompetent." "No more than you, I've seen you trying to cook, dickhead."

If you're on the Dream SMP, things are deep

You both fought for L'manberg but went unrecognised

From there, your relationship became a canon part of the lore

It also became lore that it's not a good relationship - your characters fight and shout at each other a lot

It's made explicitly clear that this isn't a reflection of your real relationship - you shout at each other, but it's from across the house asking what you want for dinner or if you feel like going to the park

The majority of the lore between the two of you is angsty as FUCK

Chat rlly says "how dare you, i love it"

On stream, he tries not to be too touchy or affectionate

He thinks people will be invasive or intrusive into your relationship, so he keeps it all off camera

Off stream though? Perfect man.

You two sit on the living room floor with blankets and cushions all over the room, chilling and watching whatever's on TV

At Christmas, you watch all the shit-but-good christmas films

Occasionally, when Josh or Tommy come round, they take pictures of you two, usually captioned something like "disgusting." or "guys they're making me uncomfortable with their love"

All in all, bald man is boyfriend material

[illicitlimerence-writes]

twin | l. norris

pairing: lando norris x russell!reader word count: 3.2k words request: yes/no by anons "bestie after peace you got me thinking. how would the imagine go if reader was george’s sister dating lando instead?" & "reader has had a bad week and lando's been away and reader starts doubting their worth. lando comes back and notices that you are down and you hesitantly tell him your feelings and quick reassurance going "there isn't really anyone else. you're it for me." and ends with some fluff.🤗" so sorry this took so long! hope you both like it! warnings: what is says up there! pretty angsty, pretty fluffy. a/n: NOT ME REALIZING I SCHEDULED THIS FOR 8PM INSTEAD OF AM. i'm thinking maybe the mick fic i promised might be turned into a series... idk yet, but i'm taking my time with it bc this is my new "pillow" .

my masterlist / this is sort of a part two to 'peace' (but not rlly just the concept)

growing up with george as your twin brother was quite fun. you’d have excuses to skip out of school every other day, which you loved. you got to travel with your whole family to new places, which you also loved.

but george had one rule. stay away from his friends. that, you didn’t love so much. you got to see them almost every weekend, at times when they’d all hang out together at your house you’d take the opportunity and stick to them. mostly because you wanted to look at him. lando.

no matter how many times george would tell you to leave them alone so they could do ‘boys’s stuff’, you’d just roll your eyes and sit between lando and alex, who told george it wasn’t a big deal. they actually enjoyed spending time with you.

“so, what i’m hearing is… your friends like me more than you,” you’d tease, smiling cheekily before throwing an arm around each boy’s shoulder, lando took the opportunity and leaned his head against yours, under the excuse of trying to piss off george, but in truth, he only wanted to be close to you at all times. george would just grunt and whine.

as time went on, you and lando kept getting closer. race weekends were the best for you, you felt conflicted, though, because you desperately wanted your brother to succeed, but at the same time you couldn’t help but celebrate your friends’s success. after george’s first year in f1, you noticed how being alone had really taken a toll on him. you were used to always being there for him, but your studies didn’t leave you as much free time as before. which was why you decided to do college online so you could join your twin brother.

you could see it in his eyes, his spark was back. you’d walk through the paddock with his arm over your shoulders protectively, telling everyone that if they messed with you, they’d have to go through him first.

following the f1 circus meant that you, obviously, had to spend time with the other drivers, which you weren’t complaining about at all. you liked most of them and enjoyed their company.

the first race of the 2020 season was a chaotic one, half the grid didn’t finish the race, and those who did were fighting fearlessly to defend their position, and attack when they tried to overtake. you knew it was hard for george to abandon the race, so you gave him alone time to process it.

meanwhile, you were watching the last minutes of the race, wanting to see who’d end up on the podium. you gasped when you noticed lando was in fourth place, and slowly catching up to the car in front. your heart stopped when he crossed the finish line, waiting to hear if he’d gotten a podium.

hearing his team radio brought tears to your eyes, he’d had a brilliant race, and he deserved that podium. you wanted nothing but to wrap your arms around him and tell him how proud you were of him. but, you had to look after your brother, at least make sure that he was alright and ready for his post-race interviews in the media pen.

“what were the results?” you heard behind you, seeing george walk to you.

“valtteri, charles, lando,” you smiled at him.

“lando got a podium?” he asked, eyes wide, “are you serious?”

“look for yourself,” you said, standing up and walking out of the williams hospitality. you heard the celebrations before you saw them, the whole mclaren garage was ecstatic about their result. “don’t worry, you’ll get your time to shine,” you told him, sliding an arm around his waist, squeezing his side.

“thanks, sis,” he kissed the top of your head. you were about to say something when the team’s pr manager stepped in front of you. “duty calls, see you in a bit?”

“sure, i’ll do some exploring around,” you smiled, slipping away from him.

a few hours later, you were getting ready to leave.

“i’ll get my bag and we’re good to go,” george said, ready to walk up the stairs again.

“i’ll be outside!” you told him.

you stepped outside of the motorhome, feeling a light breeze against your skin, blowing the hair away from your face.

“little rose,” you heard someone calling you by your nickname.

when you and george were young, he couldn’t pronounce your last name correctly, which ended up sounding like ‘rose-elle’. and, since you were the younger twin, people started calling you ‘little rose’.

“hey! congrats on the podium!” you grinned, throwing your arms around lando’s neck. “you were amazing!”

“you saw it?” he bit his lip, trying to prevent the inevitable grin that was taking over his face.

“of course i did! had to give georgie a bit of space, so i watched it. how do you feel?”

“it honestly doesn’t feel real. at all.” he confessed, you nodded, “like… i’ve been waiting for this moment so long, and now that it’s here, i…” he shook his head, “i don’t know,”

“maybe it’s the adrenaline,” you shrugged, “did you cry?” you smiled, your heart thumping as you watched his cheeks turning red.

“i did, yeah,”

“aww, lando!” you cocked your head to one side, taking a step close to him. “you deserve it,” you hugged him again, and this time, you felt his hands on both sides of your hips.

“take your hands off my sister, you already got your trophy,”

“george!” you grunted.

“sorry, lad,” lando chuckled, squeezing your side before letting go of you. you gasped, and he winked at you, making your heart flutter inside your chest.

-

that night, you tossed and turned in your hotel bed, something wasn’t letting you sleep. you checked your phone for the millionth time, before tossing it to the side and turning around. you closed your eyes, just as you were starting to drift off, your phone buzzed.

grunting, you picked it up, squinting at the bright light. you’d gotten a text from lando.

‘r u awake?’

you frowned, it was almost 2 am, why did he want to talk to you at 2 in the morning?

‘yeah, why?’

instead of a reply, you heard a knock on your door. you stood up, dragging your feet until you opened the door.

“lando, what are you doing here?” you asked, leaning against the door frame.

his hands were by his sides, fingers playing with each other as his eyes went wide.

“h-hi,” he breathed, “i didn’t wake you, did i?” he asked, and you shook your head slightly. “oh, okay,” he said.

“is something wrong… or-”

“no, no, i… i wanted to tell you something,” he said, eyes flicking down to your lips before returning to your eyes.

“what is it?” you crossed your arms over your chest.

“um, well… you know how i… i got my first podium today,” he started, you nodded, “and even though the celebration wasn’t as big or great as i’d hoped,” you chuckled, “i felt amazing, like there was nothing that could stop me.”

“that’s amazing,” you whispered, a small smile on your face.

“and i think it’s the adrenaline that’s still running in my veins but-”

“what?” you asked as he paused. he looked down, balling his hands into fists for a second, before stretching his fingers again.

“i realized, as i was standing there, with my team around me, that there was one person missing. you.”

your breath hitched, he’d taken one step close to you so you only had to extend your arm a little and you’d be touching him.

“what- what do you mean?”

“it means that when i get a podium, i’d like you to be there. i’d like to hold your hand, to make you laugh and share late night thoughts when we can’t fall asleep.”

he leaned in, closing the space between you.

“i’ve liked you for a long time now. i don’t know when you went from being my friend’s sister to you, but i-”

he stopped talking, his mouth too busy fighting against yours for dominance. it’s a messy kiss. your hands fly up to his hair, fingers gripping his curls as you bring him close to you.

that was the beginning of your relationship, a love confession at 2am. ever since then, your life became a mix of hiding from the public and your twin, and sneaking around as you try to spend as much time as you can with lando.

you had to be smart, you couldn’t walk hand in hand because then the media would blow up. plus, george was always there, like a shadow that you couldn’t shake away.

but now, after a year and a half, you felt ready to come clean about it.

“baby…” you whispered. you were in your apartment, about to fall asleep.

“hmm?” he hummed, hiding his face in your neck, you shivered at the feeling of his breath on your skin.

“i was thinking… maybe we should tell the world,”

“are you sure?” he asked, pressing a kiss to your neck.

“i mean… we’ve been together for a while now, and i love you completely. i think it’s time. but if you don’t want to, it’s fine, i just don’t know how long i can keep this from george,”

“yeah, i’m honestly surprised none of us has slipped yet,” he chuckled.

“i know,”

“we’ll talk about it in the morning, okay?” you nodded, feeling his arms tightening around you, bringing you closer to his chest. “now, let’s go to sleep,”

“sweet dreams,” you smiled.

-

as it turned out, next morning was a busy one for the both of you. so the subject completely slipped out of your minds. without noticing, weeks and weeks passed, and you were still a secret.

you looked out your window, seeing the gray sky. the clouds looked dark, and there was a certain smell in the air, rain.

you grabbed your phone, smiling at the lock screen, a photo of the beach, a silhouette in the distance. since you had to be careful about the relationship, you couldn’t use a photo of the two of you. so this was the next best thing. you felt a pang in your chest, as you realized how much you missed him. he’d been gone for a few weeks now, busy with the car launch and other pre-season responsibilities.

you took a seat on a chair on your balcony, breathing in the cold air, it felt like home. you opened tiktok, laughing as you scrolled through the funny videos. but one caught your attention.

‘lando norris’ secret girlfriend?’

the video went on to explain how some pictures of him and a mclaren worker showed the two of them laughing, her hand on his shoulder. then, a clip from one of the ‘unboxed’ series, where lando was showing her something on his phone. out of pure curiosity, you went to the comments.

‘god i hope not. she's too ugly for him.’

‘ew no’

‘wait, they’re so cute, omg’

‘honestly good for him. she’s cute’

you’d been advised, many times now, to not look at comments on social media. things could get pretty ugly, especially for girls that had some type of relation or link to the drivers.

it made you wonder, though, if this is how they talk about a girl who had nothing to do with lando… how would they react when they found out that he actually had a girlfriend… that you were his girlfriend?

your mood changed after that, and it seemed to affect the weather, since it started raining. the louder your thoughts got, the harder the rain kept falling. after a few minutes of sitting numbly outside, you walked to your bedroom.

maybe letting the world know about your relationship wasn’t such a good idea after all.

the sound of the rain hitting your roof lulled you to sleep.

the next day, you found yourself repeating the same routine. you sat by your window, opened your phone, and read nasty comments people (mostly girls) online made about someone they didn’t even know. you looked through the other girlfriends’ profiles, you wondered how they dealt with it.

another day went by, and you kept yourself away from social media as much as you could, it was weird how comments that weren’t even directed to you affected you so much.

as you sat down on your same spot, on your chair in your balcony, lando told you he was arriving in a few hours. you’d missed him so much, longed for his touch when you needed it the most. now you could finally feel his arms wrapped around you, you’d finally be able to hide your face in his chest or his neck.

hours later, you got a text.

‘i’m on my way!!!! xxxx’

you smiled at the text, standing up from your chair so you could change and look presentable for him. you didn’t want him to worry about you when he already had more important things in mind. you sat down in front of your vanity, grabbing some concealer and mascara to hide the bags under your eyes and highlight your lashes.

the secret knock that you and lando came up with at the beginning of your relationship was like music to your ears. you smiled and walked to the door so you could open it.

“baby!” lando smiles, arms wrapping around you immediately and bringing you close to his chest. “i missed you, little rose,” he whispered on your lips, his hands grabbing your face and bringing you close to him.

“i missed you too,” the smile on your lips didn’t reach your cheeks, and he noticed.

“what’s wrong?” he asked, leaning in and placing his forehead against yours.

“come in,” you whispered, knowing there was no way you could hide your insecurities from him.

“is everything okay? you… you look kind of sad,” he frowned.

“i’m okay, it’s just… i don’t know,” you looked down. lando held both of your hands, his fingers slipping between yours.

“wanna talk about it?” you didn’t answer, and lando took your silence as one. “come on,” he led you to your bedroom, “get in there, we’re sleeping through it,”

“but you just got back,”

“and you’re sad. we’re sleeping. come on,” he placed his hands on your shoulders and gently guided you to your side of the bed.

“okay,” you smiled.

his presence was not enough. your thoughts were loud, even with his comfortable warmth all around you, the nagging thoughts couldn’t let you sleep.

you slipped out of his hold, grabbing your phone from the nightstand and walking to the bathroom. you sat on the floor, your back against the cold wall as you opened social media. since your life was surrounded by f1, it wasn’t long until you found a post that caught your attention.

it was a picture of lando’s instagram, showing the people he followed.

‘lando norris just followed model jasmine byrd! do you think they’re dating?’

‘oh i hope so!’

‘she’s literally so perfect. otp’

you knew it wasn’t true. he was asleep in your bed. not hers. not anyone else’s.

then why were you crying?

you threw your phone to the side, pulling your knees up to your chest. maybe they were right. maybe you shouldn’t be with lando, he deserved someone perfect, gorgeous, someone who didn’t let silly comments get to her brain.

you weren’t enough for him.

the sound of your soft sobs woke him up. he was cold, missing your warmth. he didn’t have to search too long for you, a quick look around the room told him you were in the bathroom, the light peeking in though the slit under the door was enough of a clue for him.

he opened the door slowly, his heart breaking and beating hard at the same time as he saw you on the floor. in an instant, he was beside you, an arm around your shoulders as he grabbed your hand with the other.

“baby, what’s wrong? are you okay?” he whispered. his hand playing with your hair, something that always helped calm you down.

“no,” you said.

“do you want to talk about it? what happened?” you shook your head.

“i don’t want to talk, i…”

“then we’ll stay here in silence, i’m staying with you,”

“you don’t deserve this,” you said after a few minutes. your breathing was calmer, but there were tears still falling from your eyes.

“what? what do you mean, darling?” he pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, feeling you freeze under his touch.

“this. me. i’m not good enough for you,” you admitted, looking up from the floor. your heart ached as you watched his confused expression.

“of course you are! baby, there’s only you for me,” he kneeled next to you, pushing your hair away from your face. you shook your head, his hands still holding your face delicately. “where is this coming from?” he asked, and your eyes flickered to your phone, but quickly came back to his. he noticed, though, and he leaned in to grab your phone. “baby… you know i’m only yours.” he said, wrapping an arm around your waist, his free hand holding your face delicately.

“but you’re… so amazing and there’s so many girls out there who could-”

“no, stop that. i love you, there’s no one else for me. only you.” he said, looking straight into your eyes. “you’re it for me.”

you stayed quiet.

“i know people can be cruel sometimes, but just know that you’re the one thing in my mind, all day. every day. i don’t want a model, or an actress or anyone, only my little rose.”

“i’m sorry,”

“no,” he shook his head, bringing you closer to him by holding your waist and pulling you over his lap. “don’t apologize. we all have bad days, and i’m always going to be here to tell you how much you mean to me, okay?” he leaned in, brushing his lips against your cheek, making you giggle softly at the feeling.

“okay. thank you. i love you,” you smiled, leaning back a little so you could admire him fully. wild hair from the few hours of sleep he got, his slightly red eyes and pink lips that you adored.

“i love you too. now come on, it’s time to sleep,” he stood up with you still in his arms, making you yelp as you wrapped arms and legs around him.

your doorbell rang, and you groaned, trying to ignore it. you turned around burying your head in lando’s chest, closing your eyes and sighing in delight.

it rang again, and this time lando woke up, too.

“i can go get it,” he mumbled, placing a kiss to your forehead.

“no, stay here, they’ll go away eventually,”

“mhm, what time is it anyway?” he asked, lifting his head from its spot, looking around, “it’s 10am,”

“why do i feel so tired then? i feel like i need a nap from that nap,” you chuckled. “see? i told you they’d go awa-”

you were cut off by the bell, again.

“stay, i’ll be right back,” you let him go, stretching your limbs, back arching off the bed as you groaned.

lando was trying to be a nice boyfriend, he really was. letting you stay in bed while he took care of whoever was trying to reach you at that moment. but, he forgot about one tiny detail.

it was saturday. and saturdays were brunch days.

“i was wondering when you’d wak- lando!?”

brunch days with your twin.

“shit!”

[lavender-at-heart]

Can I request ahsoka x reader with severe angst but happy ending??? If not it’s absolutely fine, don’t worry. hope you have a good day 😊

✵ᗩT ᒪᗩՏT✵

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano x gn!reader

Warnings: angst, death, minor(as in opposite of major, not underage person) violence, crying, fainting.

Notes: ok tysm for the request!!! I've never written angst so this might be rlly cringey and bad. Also it's pretty short and im sorry if this was not angsty enough. Feedback is welcome and appreciated, requests are open and thank you for reading!

~ with love, cc♡

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"Sorry [nickname]...but I'm not coming back"

I stand still staring back at her, mouth slightly agape. I'm not sure what to say, jedi training has never taught me how to handle a situation like this before. I try and think of what master Obi-wan would do, but nothing comes. I try and say anything, some touching words of parting, some fleeting phrase of condolence- yet nothing seems good enough to say.

"Ahsoka..." that's all I manage to spit out, I can feel tears briming my eyes and I tell myself that this is the one time I'll ever allow them to fall.

"Goodbye [____]. You'll make a great jedi knight."

Her sorrowful face turns away from me and towards the setting sun. The Padawan braid I used to pull on is missing. Her walk is missing the brightness it usually has as she walks away. She, Ahsoha, my Ahsoka walks away from me, never to return. Will anything ever be the same?

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I passed my trials, I became a jedi knight, just like she said I would. And to everyone else life went on, but I still felt stuck in that moment, unable to let go.

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The blaster shots seem to be coming from every direction, I don't understand what's happening and for a seccond time in my life, I am left unable to think. This isn't supposed to be happening, where is everyone? Where is Anakin, is he making sure padme is safe? Is Obi-wan OK? Is this happening to all the clones? Is there a reason to this? Or have I just been targeted by all my closest friends for no reason?

Even though I can't think my body can still move, I run and run faster than I'd ever dream I'd be able of. My lugs burn, my eyes sting and my ears ring. There is a blaster shot on my arm but I keep running. My vision becomes hazier but I keep running. I can hear something screaming, are those younglings? Turn back, something tells me. But I can't I know I must keep runing. Another shot- my abdomen this time.

I make it out of the temple, how? I don't know. I see a street sign, it's the one that leads to the undercity, I follow it. There's still shouting behind me but it's less jaring than before. But is the shouting fading because there's less people chasing me or is my hearing going? Come to think of it my vision is starting to blur. My breaths become shallow and the world around me seems to spin uncontrollably. I try and reach for something to hold onto but my balance gives out and I fall to the ground. On my hands and knees my life flashes before my eyes- or rather in my haze I manage to conjure up Ahsokas beautiful face so that I might see her one last time before I die.

I fade in. I fade out. I fade in. I fade out.

In, out, in, out, in, out. Out.

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When I waken, I know I'm not at the temple. I have a feeling I'm supposed to be dead but can't place why. I'm nowhere I should be and I can't seem to recognize my surroundings. The panels on the ceilings tell me I'm on a ship and the blinding lights make me close my eyes again. There's shuffling from behind me but the pain in me is too strong to get me to turn. A warm cloth is placed on my head. Suddenly I realize the events that put me in this situation. The screaming, the fighting, the death. It all comes rushing back and my mind starts to sink.

Tears are falling down my face, they sting my eyes. My head starts pounding even more than before. I feel a searing hot pain in my chest and my heart feels like it has been drowned in a ocean of screams. Through the force I can feel them, all of them crying for help, lost souls with their purpose being ripped from them. I let out a small whimper and pray for all of it to end. Free me of my suffering I scream in my mind.

"Lie still, it will be ok." Her voice like honey, pulling me out of my dark ocean of thoughts, Ahsoka, my Ahsoka has returned to me, at last. My tears go on flowing but from a sweet sense of relief and serendipity instead of hate and anguish. My smile knows no bounds as her gentle kiss on my forehead seems to dull any pain remaining in my body. She places another couple kisses on my face to dry my tears. My thoughts seem to flow endlessly so many things I mean to tell her: apologies, gentle phrases, and words of praise, but nothing seems good enough to say.

"Ahsoka..." is all I manage to spill out, and I finally allow myself to just let go; our thoughts becoming one as we both start to cry.

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

fang do you maybe...ahaha...wanna talk more about divorce and geto...

there are like 3 asks in my inbox about this concept im kind of surprised but ofc i can elaborate.

cw ;; you and getou have daughters, a bit angsty, not rlly smutty LMAO sorry guys just wasn't what i had in mind, 18+

i think you and getou probably have a bit of a toxic relationship. not in the sense that it's like super actively harmful or aggressive, but i think getou's kinda nonchalant attitude becomes really, really damaging for your self-esteem after you get married. it was fine when you were younger, because you were less busy and you didn't need as much reassurance on the romantic aspect. relationships are work afterall.

but now you both have kids and while getou does his share, while you're still married - he doesn't seem to really respect you or your effort. he's not incompetent though, he's actually a very good dad to your two little girls and a otherwise a very responsible person. does the dishes and chores, helps with important things.

for a long time, you don't really want to get a divorce because you didn't think it's anything to be upset over. it's only after shoko very helpfully points out that he's simply doing what he has to do and that most men are just kind of terrible. and it dawns on you that she's right. you're grateful getou is a good dad and even better a good roomate, but that doesn't mean you have to stay in your relationship.

because while you're married, he doesn't seem like he's paying much attention. so you think on it for a while, and then ask for an amicably divorce and to coparent to the best of your ability. of course it hurts, but you think it'd be best. that helps you swallow the pain.

when you bring it up, you're kind of expecting him to be completely fine with it. you've been thinking about it forever now. getou doesn't show any signs of romantic affection for you, and that stuff is pretty common. you're better off friends than lovers. you can't really remember the last time you had sex or even kissed in a very intimate way and when you tried before it tended to be brushed off.

but when you do bring up the divorce... he looks sad? and that's confusing for you. he looks almost angry, and is silent for a long time. it's very unusual. because getou is so.. non chalant all the time. he was so bored, he always looks bored.

"is this what you want?"

"...yes? we'd still coparent and have equal custody, you're a good dad. but i mean, there's nothing between us right? it's okay to say you don't love me anymore,"

and he grits his teeth and sort of looks away

"right. right, that's how it is. okay. we should talk more in the morning,"

it's weird. he's weird for the weeks leading up to when it's finalized. you can't wrap your head around his reasoning at all. it's not like you feel no guilt, but you think staying together for your kids when the two of you are so unhappy isn't gonna be worth it regardless. they're not clueless either and you were careful to explain that it wasn't their fault. that you were still good friends with their dad.

and you can raise happy kids while not being together. it's all stuff you thought about plenty before bringing it up, because you don't just have you to worry about. you had considered everything. except for getous strange reaction to your suggestion. his dejected, angry expression. how he all of a sudden kissed your forehead at breakfast and look at you for the next few weeks.

when the divorce was finalized a few months later, you moved close by so that your kids wouldn't have to haul their stuff back and forth. and other than the obvious - you still saw them often and spent time as a family where you could

getou was odd. he was touchier. he seemed to cling to more when he hadn't before. you didn't really push him away, but you didn't embrace him either. it was so offputting, you just didn't think about it until you saw him - and each time he'd so eagerly hold onto you like it was natural and normal.

at first, you thought he was doing it for your daughters. you figured maybe they would feel more at ease. but he didn't do around them, he only did around you.

and one night, he shows up at your place. the both of you needed a break, so the kids were with friends. you were drinking wine and watching some movie and the doorbell rings.

there you find getou, who seems a little tipsy. he reminds you a little of when you were dating in college, bac when he would show up to your dorms and drunkenly take up space in your bed.

it makes you a little nostalgic, so many years later, to see him like that. he has more lines on his face, more handsome. his hair is still long though.

"hey,"

"...hey. what are you doing here?"

he reaches his hand out, cupping your cheek. they're still big, still warm. familiar. he rubs his thumb along your cheek.

"just wanted to see you,"

you scoff a little, but don't push him away.

"you saw me yesterday when you were dropping the girls off,"

he laughs a little.

"i know, i know. but i wanted to see you. just you,"

"you know, you've been acting real weird since this all started,"

he gets a little close to you, and you feel your heart in your throat. the tv light makes shadows on his face. he looks blue.

"have i? how so?"

"you act like you still have feelings for me," you scoff, hands on his chest but still not pushing him "if you just wanna hookup, there are plenty of-"

"that's not why im here, though." he smiles at you "not that that'd be bad either,"

"then why? why do you keep acting like this,"

"i miss you. i want you back. im sorry. what else would it be?"

he leans in to kiss you and you don't refuse him. he does it the way you like, like he knows your body completely. it's warm, and soft, just right. perfect. you cling to the front of his shirt, and he hums.

"you're too late for that," you say. he shakes his head, pressing his lips to your forehead "you couldn't have done this before?"

"i didn't realize. im sorry, swear. i can make it up to you," his throat is hoarse. he makes you wanna believe him "let me in. ill show you. i still want you,"

you frown.

"i thought you weren't here for a hookup," you huff. he laughs.

"what better way is there for me to show you?"

you let him in against your better judgement.

[bears-necessity]

im curious of what you think about the yiik characters. i need to know what other yiik fans think. alex is my personal favorite (i want to kick him down the stairs) but i like michael a lot too. theyre all stupid nerds. honestly if you have any headcanons id love to hear them.

OMG THANK YOU FOR ENABLING ME TO BE ABNORMAL I HAVE SO MUCH THOUGHTS ABOUT THESE GUYS OKAY SO im putting this under a cut just so its not super long on ppls dash here

first off every YIIK character is queer and neurodivergent becuz I'm queer and neurodivergent and I said so, the specifics of that depend on my mood and what sort of au bullshit i'm coming up with at 2am in a VC with my friends tho

Alex is complicated. i hate him hes a massive douche but also I really do get what the devs were trying to with him. the occasions when he's being nice and having fun with his friends are where he shines and honestly at heart hes just some guy who needs to get a grip and get his shit together (relatable). if i knew him personally i'd probably slap him and then we'd be good, he probably specialised in sci-fi/fantasy creative writing for his libarts degree and definitely wrote an essay at somepoint about videogames as an art form. He has tattoos but they're all probably really cringe and embarassing because they were super trendy when he got them and then fell out of fashion, he has one of those barbed wire ones around his upper arm.

Michael is my FAVORITE GUY OF ALL TIME HES SO SILLY but also i've made him horribly angsty in my brain as well it's so. i think him and alex have a really good "friends who are used to each other's bullshit" dynamic but also i ship them a little bitty bit just cuz i'm a sucker for besties who are obliviously in love with each other as a trope. He would hate-watch ancient aliens and buzzfeed unsolved because he thinks he knows better than them. If you read his comments on ONISM he also seems to be a really sweet and supportive guy with the userbase and thats rlly cool hes such a guy Aside from that though he has the most unexplored depth as a character imo, since it's confirmed he isn't from the present reality and at some point definitely becomes aware of that fact I like to think underneath the funnyman bestie thing he's probably having a crisis about who he is and stuff because even before he's consciously aware of it he probably felt this vague subconscious feeling of like,,,Not Belonging ig? idk i think he probably knows this isn't where hes really meant to be and hes trying to truck through it but the impostor syndrome is definitely there. I love michael so much he is a certified blorbo

Rory is sooo mecore I stole his name online because he's so mecore we are both emo/scene kids and his canon favorite song according to some questions directed at the dev team is a brighteyes song that i also love its like fate. ANYWAY I feel really bad for Rory because i think his character is probably handled one of the worst just with the tonal whiplash a lot of his character-centric moments has. I bet he listens to weezer and radiohead. If YIIK was set now he would be into creepypasta and he would get michael into it since it ties in with his paranomal urban legend stuff, they would vlog hunting for slenderman together. him and alex run a gaming channel together (THIS IS AN INSIDE JOKE BUT I HAD TO PUT IT IN I COULDNT HELP MYSELF)

Vella is pretty and I think she's super cool, one of my besties LOVES her so I kinda let him be the friend group CEO of vella stuff but my biggest takeaways from her is that I hope she gets back into making music again, but for her own fun this time instead of to fulfill some success pressure. maybe she starts a crappy little garage band with some of the gang and they write terrible songs about aliens who smoke pot and dance the macarena and she's the only one there who can actually play but they have fun with it. She also knows all the videogame cheat codes and keeps setting high scores that alex and michael cant beat. Also her mind dungeon reminds me of yume nikki and thats super cool cuz i love yume nikki

Chondra and Claudio deserved way more time for their characters to develop and also their lore is weird and confusing and I think the whole missing brother thing is rlly weird too becuz of the reveal of how that all works with alex and shit. BUT if they had been handled bettter they probably would be my favorites because I think claudio is super fun and his VA sounds like he's really going for it and he's just such a chill guy and he's super passionate about his interests and i respect that and 100% would be his bestie chondra is super cool too, she's clearly really into sports and I bet she hangs out at the local skate park and impresses everyone cuz of her roller skates and also probably gets vella into skating too and they go together and have matching customised helmets just for the extra cool factor. alex and michael and rory come and watch them but are too pussy to try (alex has had enough from that stupid skateboard ability you get in vella's dungeon). Maybe she goes to some competitions for it and stuff too

uhhh some other various stuff the essentia is really cool but also confusing and it took ages to make sense of her lore but i LOVE her voice the effects to make it robot-y are *chefs kiss* and essentia 995 is just SO idk how to describe it the part when she says "often it is necessary to lie to oneself to get a tough job done" hits really hard for some reason. shes metal as fuck, metaphorically and literally. sammy is literally a caricature of a real life dead girl and i think that's pretty fucked up and they shouldnt have done that, but she would have been really cool if it wasn't for that big yikes. in general i really love a lot of the influences yiik has i'm a huge fan of rpgmaker horror and murakami books and a bunch of the other shit that it references so hehehehehe thats cool

this is long but also this is everything I can think of off the top of my head thank you for letting me be abnormal about this stupid game i hate it and love it so much :D