#to think im not okay i panic and tell them im fine and nothings wrong and im just being dramatic and it's just ahidougdiofugidofug hhhhhhh

[starrysan]

nouvelle vague

↳ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ? [12]

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pairing: korea local!yunho x new to city!reader [smau]

third person pov

y/n was working at their desk when they were called into their bosses office. “you asked for me?” when say walking into the office and sitting down. “yes i did” the boss hums typing on her computer. she gestures for them to have a seat though they were already seated.

"you've been here a few months now, yes?" she asks. "yes I have" y/n replies. "im sorry.. did I do something wrong? I thought I reported everything in a timely mann-" y/n starts. "nothing like that" their boss assures them.

"you've been doing great. really incredibly" their boss continues. "its not confirmed but we may move you back to the Australia branch" she drops finally to which y/n freezes on the spot. "i.. im sorry what?" y/n makes sure they heard her correctly. "the employment isn't going as well there since to be honest we moved a lot of people abroad this quarter" their boss continues.

"I was told i'd be here for minimum a year its barely been 8 months" y/n says in disbelief. "I know.. im sorry" the boss replies though it honestly didn't seem that convincing. y/n leaves the office in defeat. it of course wasn't confirmed but the fact that it could happen made them freak out.

they tried texting yunho who wasn't responding again but he's busy they shouldn't bother him its fine. they texted chris for a bit, texted san as well. started getting worried about yunho since he wasn't responding and started freaking out about their job again. they panic FaceTimed chris who picked up immediately.

"everything ok?" chris asked through the phone to which he got a quick "no" from y/n. they re-explain everything their boss had told them "I miss you so much but I also love Korea so much now and I know nothings confirmed but im still scared" y/n rambles. "everythings going to all work out y/n don't worry" chris reassures them.

"I know.. im sorry I shouldn't be freaking out right now" y/n sighs. "don't apologize" chris hums. "I cant confirm what will happen of course but youre strong y/n it'll all work out and be okay" chris finishes. "thanks chris" y/n says.

the two hang up the call and y/n goes back to trying to test yunho with no success. he was at work for another couple hours but they thought he'd at least be able to look at his texts. maybe he was sick of them already.

they tried not to think that way but it only made the thoughts they had in the back of their head stronger. he didn't really like them did he? who were they kidding.. he was too busy for someone as high maintenance as they were. they should have known he'd get tired of them.

maybe he was ignoring them to send them a message without actually telling them. that had to be it? did they do something wrong? did they screw up that bad that he didn't even want to talk to them. all these thoughts rushed into their head till they got an abrupt phone call from mingi that broke them from their thoughts.

"hi mingi" they say picking up the call. "y/nnnnn" mingi says excitedly. "what's up? hope im not bothering you I know you have work right now" he giggles over the phone. to not let him know the anguish they were going through they pretended everything was completely fine. "hi mingi" they chuckle. "yeah im good what's up?"

"just wanted to call you its been a hot minute want to hang out later?" he asks, y/n hears yeosang's distant voice telling him not to bother them at work. "tell yeosang I say hello" y/n hums. "sang y/n says heyy" mingi practically yells. "hi y/n" yeosang chimes in.

y/n got off the phone in a bit of a better mood. mingi always had that charm of helping them feel better. they decide not to think about the potential doom of leaving Korea and head home for the night. they send one last text to yunho wishing him goodnight before crashing and falling asleep.

a notification chimes just as they're falling asleep, from yunho..

extras!

y/n overthinks a lot

mingi #1 y/n cheer upper!

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[valkyriexo]

He's the bad guy... DUH | OT8

ᑉ³pairing; OT8 x Reader

ᑉ³genre; Fluff, angst (ish)

ᑉ³warnings; mentions of toxic boyfriend

ᑉ³Authors Note; Requested <3 Im going to be honest and say im not very confident about this piece... but let me know your thoughts

It had been weeks since your friends had started noticing the change in you. The sparkle in your eyes that used to be there when you talked about your work, your passion, your dreams—gone. The smile that was once so effortlessly bright had become a shadow of its former self. But you didn’t let anyone see it. You kept up appearances. You told them everything was fine.

But tonight, your friends weren’t buying it.

You walked into the living room, hoping to enjoy a quiet evening with your boys, but the atmosphere in the room was heavy, a tension that made your stomach churn. They were all there—Chan, Felix, Hyunjin, Seungmin, and the others—but something about their faces made your heart drop.

There was a brief silence, and you could see them exchanging glances—none of them looking directly at you.

Finally, Chan cleared his throat, a slight shift in his posture as if he were gathering his words. "Yeah, uh… We’ve noticed… well, a lot of things," he began, his voice careful, almost too soft. "It’s just, we’ve been seeing you a lot less like… you lately, and it’s got us worried."

His gaze flickered down, almost like he was searching for the right words. He always had this protective nature about him, but now, there was a hesitation, as though he didn’t want to upset you. He ran a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath before continuing.

"We’re just, uh… concerned," he said, his words slow, measured. "You don’t seem like yourself. And we can’t ignore it anymore."

You felt a pang in your chest, but you fought it off, trying to remain calm. "What do you mean? I’m fine, really." You gave a weak smile, but even you knew it wasn’t convincing.

Felix spoke up next, his voice gentle. "You’ve been distant," he said, his brow furrowed in concern. "You cancel plans all the time, and when we do hang out, you’re not… well, you. It’s like you’re carrying something heavy. You’ve been pulling away from us, Y/N."

You didn’t have an answer for that. It was true, but you couldn’t bring yourself to explain why. Not like this.

Chan finally locked eyes with you, and there was an undeniable softness there, but something else—something urgent. "Look, we’re not trying to push you, but… this thing with him," he began, stumbling over his words. "We just—we don’t understand. Why are you still with him?"

Your chest tightened at the mention of him, and you wanted to tell them everything. How could you? How could you explain the tangled mess you had gotten yourself into?

Your mind raced, panic starting to rise. "No, no," you said quickly, shaking your head. "You’re just overthinking it."

Hyunjin raised an eyebrow. "Overthinking it? We’ve seen you, Y/N. You’re different. Something’s wrong."

You bit your lip, heart pounding. You couldn’t let them keep questioning you. You couldn’t let them find out the real reason you were struggling.

Not yet.

"It’s nothing. He’s just been busy, you know? And work’s been a lot lately," you said, your voice a little too sharp, trying to brush it off. "But he’s great, really. He’s just… got a lot on his plate too."

The words felt foreign on your tongue. You knew deep down that he wasn’t great—he hadn’t been for a while now. But you couldn’t let them see that. You didn’t want them to think you were weak or incapable of handling things. You didn’t want them to keep pushing and asking more questions.

Chan’s eyes softened, but there was a flicker of doubt. "Y/N, we’ve heard you say that before, and it’s not adding up. You’re telling us he’s great, but we can see you’re not okay. You can’t keep pretending."

You swallowed hard, trying to maintain your composure. "I’m fine," you repeated, this time more forcefully. "Really, I am. Things aren’t perfect, but we’re working through it. It’s not a big deal."

But they weren’t buying it. Seungmin stepped forward, his voice quieter but filled with concern. "You’re always making excuses for him, Y/N. You’re the last person to say anything bad about him, even when we can all see how it’s affecting you."

A long silence followed. You tried to hide your unease, but it was like the truth was written all over you.

"I told you before," you started, but your voice faltered, making it sound weaker than you intended. "It’s not like I want to be with him. Things are complicated."

Hyunjin frowned. "Complicated? You think this is just complicated?" His voice was laced with frustration. "You’ve been hurting, Y/N. We see it."

Your heart beat faster, and you suddenly felt cornered. You weren’t ready to tell them the truth—not yet, not this way. But their faces were full of concern, full of care. You had to do something, say something, anything to get them to stop pushing you.

You shook your head, your voice cracking under the pressure. "It’s just… you don’t understand. He’s my mom’s boss’s son. She’s in a high position at the company, and things have finally started getting better for us—financially, at least. After everything she’s been through… if I break up with him, the company could find out. His family could use that against her. They’ll make sure she’s demoted, maybe even fired. She’s the main one supporting us right now, and if she loses her job, everything’s over. We’ll lose our house, we’ll lose everything. You don’t get it—I can’t do that to her."

The room was silent. Chan’s eyes were wide with shock, and the others were frozen, processing what you had just revealed.

Finally Felix spoke up. "Your mom loves you. She wouldn’t want you to keep putting yourself through this just to protect her."

You shook your head again, trying to hold it together, but the tears that had been threatening to spill finally broke free. "I know," you sobbed, "but what if she gets hurt? What if all of this falls apart and we end up back where we were before? I can’t let that happen."

"You don’t have to protect her from everything, Y/N," Hyunjin added, his voice soft but firm. "You’re not alone in this. We’ll be there, every step of the way. But you need to let us help you. You can’t carry this on your own."

You could feel the warmth of their concern wrapping around you, but the fear still clawed at your chest. What if you lost everything because of one bad choice? What if it was all just too complicated to fix?

Jisung was the next to speak, his voice thick with frustration but also determination. "Y/N, he’s a jerk. You don’t deserve that. No one should make you feel like you have to stay in a toxic relationship just to protect someone else. Your mom, your future, your happiness—they matter too."

"I don’t care if it means starting over," Changbin chimed in, his gaze intense. "We’ll help your mom find a new job, one that doesn’t tie her to him.

You looked at each of them in turn, and for the first time, you saw not just friends who cared for you but a team of people who would do anything to see you happy, safe, and free.

"I don’t want to lose her job," you whispered, shaking your head in confusion and guilt. "I don’t want her to think I’m ruining everything."

Felix leaned forward, his eyes soft and steady. "She won’t think that. She’ll understand why you had to do this. You’re not ruining anything. If anything, you’re doing what’s right for both of you. You deserve a life that’s not weighed down by him."

"And you deserve to be treated with respect," Seungmin added firmly, his voice full of sincerity. "This guy? He doesn’t care about you. But we do. And we’ll fight for you, even if you’re not ready to yet."

Chan gave your hand a reassuring squeeze, his voice calm and steady.

You felt your heart swell with gratitude, the knot in your chest loosening just a little more. It was still scary—breaking free from something that had controlled your life for so long. But in this moment, surrounded by your friends, you could finally see a way out. You didn’t have to stay stuck. You didn’t have to let someone else dictate your worth.

"Thanks," you whispered, your voice full of sincerity. "I don’t know what I’d do without you guys."

With their words echoing in your mind, you let out a long breath, your shoulders relaxing. You still had a long road ahead of you, but now, you weren’t walking it alone.

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[dykecassidy]

unfinished dustjim body swap au

this is from like 3 years ago and stopped at the bullet point planning part. theres a bit of spitballing at the start.

@deezy1478 bc you asked ✌️

WHAT HAPPENS: JIM N DUSTIN CHANGE BODIES; DUSTIN HAS A BODY DYSMORPHORIA CRISIS. CRIES, I BET. JIM ENJOYS BEING TALL. I GUESS THEY CAN FUCK.

Okay im not doing caps the whole time i was just excited. So, like, what happens beyond just that idea. I wanna explore, like, low-self dustin, for sure, but like. I need more than just that. Like, what the fuck makes them swap. Even if i cant explain it, something needs to be the catalyst. Catalyst found, jim picks up dustin, they wake up as each other.

“ something jim saying like “whether i’m me or in your body, i always wanna take care of you, dust””

dustin is excited about it at first— they both are. there's some bafflement, some confusion, but, like, perhaps once they've confirmed its temporary (or maybe not even then), they're both pretty excited about it. maybe it happens separately, go back to roomies verse, and dustin sees that he's in jims body. excited, elated, hot boy Jim. and then i want them to see each other, and I want dustin to look at his body from the outside- for the first time, for the millionth time.

and I want jim to be like "my god i look like this to you? I’m little?”

OKAY SO SET UP: normal fucking times in roomie verse, theyre palling around, play fighting, a little tipsy. Dustin is in Some Anguish but the alcohol dulls it. 

And jim declares, “bet i could pick you up”

Dustin brushes it off, but jim insists, gets his arm around dustin

And that cold wash of fear

“No, really, don’t—”

But jim grabs him and hefts him up and spins, and cackles.

And hes all joyous that he fuckin deadlifted him, this is great, and hes stil all handsy

And the night melts away, and dustin has a lump in his throat

He wakes up the next morning with a normal and proportional hangover. Which he wants to ignore, and roll over and go back to sleep, but hes gotta piss, so, fuck. Wake up ungodly early (8:45) and go take care of it

Wobbles getting up, wonders if hes, somehow, still drunk.

He gets to the bathroom and stops dead instantly, knows something is off

Stomach clench of startle, somethings wrong, then relief that its all fine— thats just jim hes seeing—

Seeing him in the mirror??

Gets this feeling like hes falling, like he stepped off a curb and he’s waiting to jerk awake in his bed— but theres nothing. Just falling.

How do i bring in jim.

I think its the same thing. He shuffles to the bathroom, also hungover, and hes complaining.

“Dustinnnn,” dustins own voice complains. He’s gotten over that ‘ugh thats my voice?” feeling a long time ago, but thats for like. Seeing it back on video. Not in his fucking hallway. “Dustin, my heads fucking killing me, don’t hog the bathroom—”

And theres dustin, in the doorway, staring down at jim on the precipice of a panic attack

Chaos

Idk what happens exactly but theres yelling and panic

And they figure out that theyve swapped bodies

Dustin gets excited first. That hes. He’s hot boy jim. 

Jim panics a bit more, mostly, “how the fuck are we gonna tell people” but dustins like “iunno maybe itll go back. Maybe we just need to get drunk again tonight.”

Okay i think i want them to both just stand in front of the mirror, both jammed into the bathroom, looking at themselves

Jim says “well, i could lift you way easier now, i bet”

Dustin weakly chuckles, yeah, thats true.

He cant stop looking at himself. At jim’s body. Turning his face, touching his skin— his abs, his muscles. 

He looks down at the sink, and its— its higher, or it feels like it is. Doesnt seem like it would hurt his neck the way it does now to look down at it all the time.

Okay i really wanna dwell on dustin looking at jims body. First is the ‘oh the counter is higher now’ and then he really looks in the mirror

Like he makes eye contact with himself. Turns as much as he can to see his back, see him self from an angle he might recognize

And i want him very giddy that hes, like, perfect now. Hot boy abs, his wisdom teeth dont ache, hes-

Hes little.

His eyes trace around his waist, where the gut on his body is. Where its all muscle now. Nothings soft, his body pulls itself to stand straight

“Oh my god,” in a half laugh from next/above him. He looks. “Is that what i look like?”

“What?”

Its weird, seeing his own face smile. Not like for a picture but— like how jim does when he corpses, kinda. 

“I look so little” and he puts a big hand on dustins head, slides it sideways and taps his fingers to his jaw. “Oh my god.”

And jim always gets a little combative when dustin would point this out. Now that hes on the other side— losing 5 inches of height, dustin should be just the same

Whens he ever done what he should, tho

He looks in the mirror again, and looks at him and his body. Jim measuring his height to the jaw was generous, still, they could go chin to crown of skull. 

It made dustin go hot and pink thinking about.

AND THATS IT IM SORRY

[xxmia0wm4yh3mxx]

ENOCK

(Pomni X Caine Fic)

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(Caine and Pomni have been together for a while now, even though Pomni is happy with him, She still suffers from Panic attacks that keeps her from living her best life and constantly on the brink of abstracting, Which Caine simply cannot let slide! So He gives Her a very speical Present)

( This is my first Ship fic, sorry if its corny/cringe )

"POMNI MY DARLING!"

He Teleported through the halls frantically Looking for Pomni who he heard was Having another stress attack, It seems no matter How hard He tries to keep her Happy, the looming threat of anxiety and Being Trapped in a fake world was always to much for her.

Caine Could never Understand, Pomni Always Said She was happy with him, He made her laugh and Smile, He worked so hard to learn to empathize and to have Emotions So she could Be As happy as Possible.

'Was it his Fault? He was Made to Make People Happy, And absolutely needs pomni to be happy, Was he not doing it right? He learned so much about humans, but their still so complicated and impossible understand'

"POMNI?"

Caine found Pomni curled up in a little ball in a corner in one of the rooms, She was hyperventilating and glitching again

'UH OH'

"POMNI! I'VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU!"

He Manifests a warm blanket and Wraps it around her to comfort her, He also hads Her a cat Plushie and some water, Her breathing slows down a bit

"Thank you Caine"

She wasn't Glitching anymore, but she still looked sad

"DO YOU NEED ANYING ELSE?"

"FRESH DIGITAL AIR? A ROOM FILLED WITH FRIENDLY CATS? SAY THE WORD AND ITS YOURS MY DEAR!"

Pomni was always so endeared by him, Always trying so hard to make everyone happy even if it dosent always work, its the thought that makes him so sweet

"I'm Fine..."

"...MY DEAR, IM HAVING TROULE BELIEVING THAT YOU ARE 'FINE'."

he floating down to her level

"PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IM DOING WRONG? I CAN'T LET YOU ABSTRACT, I NEED YOU!"

"....Ive just been feeling so... Stressed lately and I dont know why, I-I don't think I have any reason To be, But I just Am and I-I C-cant help it and... im sorry that y-you can't help.."

Her eyes started tearing up a little

He just put his Hand on her shoulder, He was starting to feel a little depressed himself

"POMNI I'M SO SORRY! I PROMISE I WILL NEVER STOP TRYING TO KEEP YOU SANE I PROMISE! JUST... TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO DO!"

"I-I don't know what you can do"

She cuddled into him resting Her head on his chest, Caine Gave her a little Head pat in response, he was starting to feel alittle Hopeless now, But then a little light bulb popped over his head as He got a Idea.

"EUREKA! IVE GOT IT!"

"Got What?"

Caine thought for a moment on How to Explain his Plan to her, It was a long shot but still, Everything for her or nothing at all

"POMNI, I ADORE YOU, YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?"

He sounded Weirdly more Serious than Usual, which was kinda off putting and confuseing, but she Was Listening

"Yes? I Love you to Caine, Where are you Going with this?"

"WELL... I HAVE BEEN LEARNING MORE ABOUT HUMANS AND HOW THEY WORK, AND WHAT MAKES THEM FELL JOY... SO HOW WOULD YOU FEEL ABOUT A LITTLE BUNDLE OF JOY OF OUR OWN?"

Pomni Was a Little Confused and Startled by this, He couldn't possibly be saying what she thinks hes saying

"W-What do you mean?

"IM TALKING ABOUT YA-KNOW ONE OF THOSE LITTLE ANKLE-BITERS! YOUNG-UNS! IM TALKING ABOUT CHILDERN MY DEAR! DOSENT THAT SOUND MAGNIFICENT!"

Pomni Just stared off into space processing What Caine Just proposed to her

'Was he Crazy?! Okay Absolutely, Yes But Still- Is he Crazy!?'

"Caine, I can Barley Take care of Myself, How can I take care of a Child?!"

"IT WOULDN'T BE LIKE ANY OTHER CHILD, IT WOULD BE AN ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE! AND WE AI'S ARE KNOWN FOR OUR LOW MANTIENCE! BESIDES, THEIR IS NOTHING MORE FULFILING LIKE THE WONDERS OF PARENTHOOD! SOMETHING TO REPLACE ALL THE ICKY DEPRESSION WITH LOVE AND JOY!"

Pomni was feeling a bit more enticed by the idea, What Else is there to do here expect the Adventures Caine sets out for them? Maybe a Child Could give at least the Illusion of normalcy, And Caine being there with her to help her.only made her feel more convinced

"Well... maybe... But how? I mean Like... How would that Even work..? I mean Can you even Do THAT in Digital realm??"

"WELL OF COURSE WE CAN HAVE CHILDREN MY DEAR!"

Pomni's Face starting turning bright red, Caine Quickly Noticed and became flustered himself

"N-NOT LIKE THAT! I MEANT I COULD CREATE A LEARNING AI FOR US TO RAISE TOGETHER-"

pomni started Giggling a little at Caine being flustered, Caine Always loved that Adorable Face she Made when she was happy, That little giggle, and how shy and sweet she was when she was flustered, its what made him learn to Love and experience things which he couldn't Even Imagine before

"i would find a way to bypass the filter for you"

"What was that Caine?"

"NOTHING-"

"SO MY DEAR, WILL YOU ACCEPT?"

She Thought about it for a while, maybe like Five minutes, Before she Started tearing up in anticipation

"OH GOODNESS MY DEAR! ARE YOU ALR-"

"A-ABSOLUTELY YES!"

She rammed into him, Embraceing him in tight hug

"I wanna have a Child!"

She was still sniffling a bit, Caine Was Just staring into Space for A bit, bursting with enthusiasm at the thought of Pomni being Happy, but also Having his own progeny to raise

"WELL THEN MY DEAR! I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO!"

Caine left pomni's embrace and back up in the air a bit, He felt across his Teeth and grabbed one of his Molars, and Yanked it out in a Cartoony Fashion.

"THIS WILL DO WONDERFULLY!"

"NOW MY DEAR, I JUST NEED A LITTLE SOMETHING FROM YOU"

He Grabbed Her Eye and Pulled it out like a Berry in a bush, being as gentle as he can with it, Pomni was already pretty used to Caine's antics at this point so it didn't bother her that much, He Grabbed one of her hats Tassles and Yanked on it, And a new eye roll into place for her

"KNOW LETS SEE!"

He manifested a Little Gift Box and Dropped The pieces into It, and Shook it vigorously for about two minutes, Pomni watching with Excitement and smiling the whole time

"NOW, THE MOMENT OF TRUTH! ARE YOU READY MY DEAR!"

Pomni just vigorously nodded her head not being able to keep calm

"I'LL TAKE THAT AS A YES!"

Caine Put the Box into Pomni's hands, Trembling alittle, Pomni slowly opened the box.

She saw a Little Tooth-Like Creature with Big wet Colorful Pinwheel Eyes, The Little Tooth Just Stared at Her with Its Wet Eyes as it Draw back into the Box

Pomni lowerd her Hand to give it a little Stroke, It Snuggled up Against her Hand, purring while doing so

Pomnis looked at it with instant love for the little Creature, picking it up And Holding it Close to her, it cuddling her arm with its Roots as arms, She felt all her Stress, dread, anxiety and sadness fade away, Pomni had tears in her eyes at this point

"....Its Beautiful Caine, I love him"

"TERRIFIC! I KNEW YOU'D LOVE IT!"

Caine floated down to see his new child, His pupils Immediately Went big as he Gazed upon The little Tooth, It looked at its Father with Large Eyes and extending its root-legs to be held by him, He picked him up and Looked him in the eyes

"....WELL HELLO THERE SPORT! AND WELCOME TO THE DIGITAL CIRCUS! IM YOUR CREATOR AND FATHER CAINE, AND THIS IS YOUR MOTHER POMNI!"

The little baby Tooth just Stared him, and Cuddled into him like a Kitten, and Caines eyes went big

Pomni Went up to Him and Gave Caine a hug

".....Hes perfect"

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Thanks for reading!!!

Here Enock Himself if your wondering

[my-castles-crumbling]

Anon Advice Asks - May 27th

masking anon (x2), not so good news anon (new), unnecessary crush anon (new), first job anon (new)

masking anon

Hiya, masking anon once more really quick, I’m sorry!

Long story short I cried in front of my friends and the one friend is not mad at me that I didn’t coddle her when she kept trying to play around with me when I had a panic attack and now she’s mad and is ignoring my messages. The one time I cry in front of her and she ignores me?? I ask her how she’s doing 20 times a day when we’re hanging out and I’m always there for her. Why the fuck is she angry at me after I cried?

I’m so mad.

Love ya Cas, sorry for rambling

Hi!

Yeah honestly unless we're both missing something here, it sounds like this person is just a shit friend. Did she say WHY she's mad? Like if she's mad that you cried, that's fucked up....I'm sorry she's acting like that, you deserve to have people there for you in stressful moments <3

Hiya! Masking anon again, uhm, I’m fine now??? I saw this post online that encapsulates how I’m feeling. Someone said “The drastic emotional and physical changes day to day and hour to hour you feel as a teenager is WILD and I do not recommend trying to fight it” and… I feel just like that?

How did everything suck and immediately feel incredible again??? What???? Huh???

Also thank you for letting me vent, I know I sounded very cold and angry, most of the thoughts I wrote down are thoughts i try not to verbalize, or even feel, and I’m worried I might seem like a really unfeeling person. I truly try to appreciate the people and things in my life.

Im sorry for all the rambling I did, and thank you so much

Hi!

PLEASE don't be sorry <3

Being a teenager is awful and difficult and just...very impossible to verbalize. I'm here anytime you need to vent and I promise you don't need to apologize <3

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not so good news anon (new)

i have to give my friend some not so good news, she can’t do something that i’m doing this summer, how do i tell her?

Hi <3

Honestly, there's not an easy way to do that, but you have to be honest. If you try to hide it or avoid it, it's just going to be more hurtful in the long run. Try to just share the news and be comforting when she gets sad. Don't rub it in that you get to do whatever it is you're doing, and maybe don't get super excited about it in front of her. But yeah, talk about it sooner rather than later. <3

Good luck!

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unnecessary crush anon

ok ive asked you anon asks before but it was like so long ago i completely forgot what my name was supposed to be but whatever

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW IF YOU HAVE A CRUSH

-scincerely

someone from a Very Very Very conservative area who views relationships [even straight ones] as T R A S H and U N E C C E S S A R Y until you have MARRIED (wtf even tho???

Hi! Ugh this is a hard question to answer because it's different for everyone. Like some people feel a bit giddy around that person, or more nervous, or like they want to be close to them. I tend to obsess over my crushes lol. Some people really want to kiss their crushes or find their crushes very attractive. SOme people just want to spend ALL of their time with their crushes. I think its like...being drawn to someone. Like your eyes go to that person when you're in a crowd. I hope that makes sense? I'm probably explaining so badly.

But crushes aren't trash or unnecessary! They're normal for a lot of people and as long as you stay safe when acting on your crushes, it's absolutely okay to have a crush!

___

first job anon

I'm about to start my first job ever in a week and I'm SO nervous. I'm still in college and I feel like I know nothing :( I'm afraid of fucking up. Plus I hate having to interact with new people because yeah social anxiety.

Hi!

Guess what? You're absolutely right. You're young, there's a lot you don't know, and you WILL fuck up. STAY WITH ME THOUGH BECAUSE It's okay to fuck up. You're allowed to fuck up. Don't get me wrong, if you rob a bank, that's not good. But I promise you that the world expects people in their first job to make mistakes, and that's a GOOD thing! Because as long as, when that happens, you own it and learn from it, nobody will be mad. I know it feels like that's not true, but it is. This is the BEST time to make mistakes, because of where you're at in life. People will help you. Take this time to make mistakes and learn from them and forgive yourself from them. I promise you, even if it feels like it's the end of the world, it's not <3

And you have people (like me) cheering for you the whole time.

[littleracha]

im currently traveling a total of 19 hours by car, only stopping for the night 😵‍💫

im so sleep deprived and achey (sickly person here) and can only think about binsung taking care of reader in this same situation :( im so soft and sad. could you write something similar please?

Oh, little duckie! That must have felt awful. I am currently on vacation and doing the same thing, so I understand completely.

Please rest up hun! Lots of water and remember to eat.

Sweet Baby Otter

Cg!Changbin & CG!Han x Little!Reader

The boys were finally on vacation! They worked hard to debut 5-star and worked long nights away from home to give their everything to the fans. However Changbin and Han both missed their biggest fan, their little one back at home.

You told them when starting this relationship that you understood they were idols. It wasn't news to you that there were going to be many days and nights where you were by yourself. You ensured them that you would be okay, that you would be brave without Dada and Mama. However, being brave can be so taxing, your little and big hearts missed them every night. Regressing was getting to be difficult because it just made you feel worse. You never told them though, they could never know.

You were fast asleep in your bedroom. In a chokehold was the otter stuffed animal they gifted you, his name was Otto. Soon enough you felt Otto being removed from your arms and you being gently lifted into the air. You woke up with fright and yelled for your Mama and Dada.

"Shhhh baby, oh sweetheart we are right here" Jisung tried to calm you down before a panic attack broke out. "Mama is right here sweetie, and Dada is holding you, look." You looked down to see Binnie's smiling face. "Hello little one, Dada missed you so much!" He said as he began to smother your face in kisses, making you squeal in laughter.

"Dada Stop, icky!" You cried out but both your caregivers knew you were loving it.

"Yeah Bin, stop torturing our little one. If she dies now she won't get to go on our trip" Han said with a twinkle in his eyes. He loved how you instantly perked up at the word trip.

"Where Mama? Where we go?"

"Well Mama and Dada have the week off so we were going to go camping at the beach!" Han said as he squished your puffy morning face. Changbin could barely hold you as you wiggled with joy and excitement.

"Otto go to?" you asked with eyes as big as the moon.

"Yes little otter, Otto gets to go!" Changbin answered.

The first half of the car ride was fine. You were full of excitement and the boys were loving it but after lunch and a mandatory nap, you were beginning to feel bad again. The trip to the beach was much longer than you expected. Your legs were going numb, being in the back was making you sick, the a/c was both too much and not enough and to make it all worse you really had to potty.

Binnie noticed you were awake in his mirror and greeted you. "Good afternoon sleepy sunshine, how was your nap baby?"

"It was fine" you answered in a grumbly tone, which caught the attention of Han now as well. He and Binnie shared a worrying glance before he spoke.

"Just fine sweetie? Do you want Mama to put you back down for another one? Maybe you just didn't get enough sleep." Your heart broke at how concerned he was but you couldn't help but feel irritated.

"No, I slept enough Han, it's nothing" Han?!?! Not Mama? Not Sungie? Not even Hannie? But Han? Now they were both worried.

"Baby what's wrong, you can tell us." Binnie tried to reason with you but you couldn't tell them, you wouldn't tell them. They would blame themselves and you didn't want that.

"Guys I'm fine okay? Just a little car sick that's all" the collected coo they let out bothered you.

"Honey, we could pull over"

"No please keep going"

"but if you are sic--" "I SAID I'M FINE OKAY!"

With that Changbin pulled the car over. You instantly went from annoyed to scared. You never made them mad before. Maybe a small time out here or there but never mad. What was he going to do? Tears began to well up in your eyes.

Your door was opened and stood outside were your caregivers. Changbin reached in and unlatched your seatbelt, pulling you into his arms. He didn't say anything as he rocked you. A warm hand snaked up your back and rubbed smooth circles. Han spoke softly.

"Baby we don't yell, even if we are feeling fussy" He placed a small kiss on your temple. "Tell Mama and Dada what is making our perfect angel feel yucky."

"Just sick Mama" The whole thing made you slip again. You slipped so easily with them. You missed them.

"Sweetheart we know it's more than that. Did I make you upset, did Dada upset you, little one" It was Binnie's turn to speak and you heard the hurt in his voice.

"NO DADA!" You were quick to correct him which earned you a calming shush from both of them. "I no feels good"

"Where baby? Here?" Mama pointed to your belly.

"And here Mama" You pointed to your head.

"Is our baby not feeling good in their own head?" all you could do was nod. "Oh my sweet baby, what is your mean head saying to you?"

"It says it misses yous and that it no regress because can't do it byself. It also no likes being sick and feels like pukey. And and and it tired and wants to sleep but road bad. It wants to be at beach with Dada and Mama and not alones in back of car." You finally let it all out with a sob into Changbin's shirt. You felt alone, even with them right now you felt all alone.

"Baby oh honey, sweetie look at Dada please." You looked up at Changbin with wet eyes, he wiped them as he spoke. "Our sweet little baby, Dada, and Mama missed you so much. We missed holding our baby and playing with you. Did you think we were ignoring you by putting you down for a nap? We would never baby. We knew the trip was long and that you were probably going to not feel well so we wanted you to sleep through it. We are so sorry little one." Once he was done speaking Han reappeared, you hadn't even noticed he left.

"Here you go sweetie" He handed you Otto and a paci. When you smiled back up with a soft thank you, Han's heart melted. "Mama is going to sit in the back with you okay? We can cuddle and play games the rest of the way! How does that sound little otter?"

"I like that Mama"

With that you all loaded back into the car, dry from tears and ready to hit the road. Soon rocks and trees turned into ocean. Your game of 'I Spy' ended as you got excited. You pointed out all the pretty things to Mama and Dada while they told you what they were. Changbin pulled up the campsite and checked you all in. Once set up, Mama and Dada walked you down to the water to watch the sunset. You all sat there for a while after and enjoyed the company. Soft snores sounded from between the two of them. Your sleeping state was so precious, you looked so warn out yet so peaceful. Han picked up your now sand-covered paci and cooed.

"Our sweet baby otter"

[imaginespazzi]

stated it will never not tickle me that you give a preamble about how much you don't like the chapter before dropping the most earth shattering amazing chapter ever.

I mean, don't get too cocky I have multiple bones to pick with you, but it was really good ok?!

Before I dive in here, I wanna wish you an extremely amazing vacation! As an Italian American I want to warn you that Italian girls are incredible sexy and if that other person you were fucking with is still being fickle, you should def bang some Italian chick, and get some inspiration for writing smut because you are currently EDGING US TO DEATH.

August 2025

Wow it just occurred to me that in this universe Azzi went back for her 5th year, so at the time of the proposal Azzi is 22 and still planning on spending another year at UConn? Paige what are you doing.

"She’s cut off by the sound of excited chatter filling up the air and Azzi doesn’t have to turn around to know who’s just entered the premises."

By excited chatter do you mean women yelling PAIGE I LOVE YOU and screaming and throwing their panties at her?

No rings. It feels wrong. But then again, nothing has felt right for three months.

gut punch for us PaigeWithLotsOfLesbianRings-sexuals

“I see Jewell and Téa,” Paige cuts her off immediately, her legs already moving in a rush, “I’ll see y’all later.”

ok this may be out of pocket but I think Paige and Tea would make a really hot couple. I mean if Azzi left her for you Nivi, and that is the only reason P would be single ok?

Paige shrugs, tugging on Azzi’s hand to pull her closer, “you said you don’t wanna fight and I- I don’t want you to go,” the confession hangs between them as Paige’s hands fall to Azzi’s waist, “so- let’s just- let’s pretend.”

you loooove writing heartbreaking scenes that take place in the back parking lot of a bar where they talk about pretending huh? “Sshhhh just- let me have this okay,” Paige’s voice trembles as she leans her forehead against Azzi’s, “if I can’t have it for real, please just let me pretend.”

well now I have to go commit myself to a psychiatric hospital because I am crying while reading a fanfic about a real life couple who are on the university of Connecticut women's basketball team. Great!

if only you’d just let me hold you in front of the world

Annnnd Paige's impending panic attack in the present day story is going to be about…

April 2033

“you look phenomenal.”

ok after I read this line my inner monologue was literally "wow big word Paige", so the next line you wrote is technically plagiarism

“Foreplaying,”

ok I loved this cause it was finally a reference to something sexual between them. Up until now its technically been a chapter of the book of Mormon.

“You know I’d take you with me if I could Stephie,” Paige says, “but I’ll make it up to you tomorrow I swear.”

so at this point Paige just wakes up, gets ready for the day, goes to Azzi's for the entire day, then gets home and immediately goes to sleep?

“Well it could be if you’d just let me fuck you after,” Paige grumbles and Azzi’s mouth falls open at the bluntness of it.

def not in the Book of Mormon anymore Fine. Okay. Whatever. I won’t go. You have the time of your life with fucking Clementine or whatever-”

this line is line is extremely Paige accurate

April 2029

“she needs to hear how much I fucking hate her. Azzi do you hear me? I can hear you breathing. I know you’re there. Did you hear what I said?”

wow stab and twist

Ok honestly justice for Olivia, girl deserves to be fucking furious.

"How do I make it go away? Please tell me how I make it go away? How did you make it go away?”

oh ok, im crying again

April 2033

Paige’s hand resting on her lower back as the blonde guides the two of them through the crowd in search of their teammates.

ok mystics game reference

“and I supposed there’s no point in introducing Azzi to you since y’all came together,”

ok in this Universe is it not canon that most womens basketball fans know these two are a couple? Like is it common knowledge to these other players that they are non-platonic or is it a pre-leak reality? “and it is really good to see you Azzi. I have missed you.”

ok I can just hear this in a French accent and Paige just making the most disgusted American face possible “you sit Clémence. You already have a drink. I was gonna go get one for myself and I’ll get Azzi’s too. Besides, Azzi's more of a fruity drink girl. Az I’ll get you a piña colada-”

This proves Paige is no rizzler at all, because a rizzler would know that a woman does not want a sugary frozen blended drink at a club “I would have liked to stay but they needed the cap space so they could sign her. She- she’s quite expensive

oh, ok, so now you have me feeling sympathy for this French fry? You are the QUEEN of writing 'the other woman'

It makes Azzi clench her thighs together as she tries to focus on Clémence.

NEVER BEEN FURTHER FROM THE BOOK OF MORMON

“It’s funny you’re acting like such a fucking prude when you have a bastard chi-”

I AM SO SCARED RIGHT NOW

“Let’s go,” the blonde’s voice is eerily low, “we’re going home.”

wow Paige, weird time to be all domestic n shit

“Baby-” the word slips out from Azzi’s lips before she can catch it. She hasn’t used it for someone other than Stephie in so long that it feels foreign on her lips and yet, it fits exactly right.

OMG Azzi showing uninhibited emotion this is crazy

“we hooked up a couple of times,”

thats it?! wow Clem has no game, I am proud to be an American - where at least i know im freeeeee

“You don’t get it yet do you,” Azzi whispers, reaching up to cup Paige’s face, “baby you are the exception to all of my rules.”

oh now im crying from my eyes AND my vagina. But most of all I'm MAD- MAD at you for ending the chapter there, and not showing us the SEX, then going at least two weeks without a chapter - EDGING US TO DEATH. 🤱🏻🤱🏻🤱🏻🤱🏻🤱🏻🤱🏻🤱🏻🤱🏻🤱🏻🤱🏻

Ahahaha tbf I'm a bad judge of my own writing because reading it lowkey makes me die the first time 😭

Well as much as I can confirm that Italian women are in fact stunning, I am a) on vacation with my family which includes my strict-ish parents and b) my situationship is in a pretty good place right now

That is in fact exactly what I mean by excited chapter

Listen if Azzi every leaves her for me, idc who that blonde decides to do at that point. Téa is drop dead gorgeous tho.

There are apparently some common tropes that I must write about these two i.e back of the bar heartbreak, phone calls...I have a formula

If it helps, in real life those two are being disgustingly domestic visiting each other's families and acting like an old married couple where one of them builds while the other appreciates the scene so...

LMAO same braincells fr so it's not actually plagiarism

BOOK OF MORMOM 😭😭😭

Yep that's a very apt description of Paige's day really.

Fun little tidbit that I named the character Clémence solely so I could make a clementine joke.

In GH Pazzi were firmly a secret the whole time

I enjoy writing the "other woman" as a woman who was wrongly "other-ed" if that makes sense?

Listen I think we should all clap for Azzi because girlie's taking some steps, baby ones fs, but STEPS!

I think you'll like next chapters babes ;)

[quietbluejay]

A Thousand Sons #2

Bluejay vs McNeill continues. Also, yeah, FYI, you may want to give this review a pass if you love this book and don't want to see someone talking about its flaws (though I am giving credit for the stuff I think is actually good) or hate seeing criticism of Magnus.

chapter 4 begins on a vision of the future!

it goes on in this vein for a few paragraphs our viewpoint character is a woman, and she thinks, who could do such a thing? but it's too late, the city's fate was sealed long ago or…was it…

she explores and is in awe of this perfect city though it's so perfect she knows it can't be real since nothing made by Man could be perfect and the sound of judgement lingers and with that, Kallista (one of our remembrancers) wakes up, with a terrible headache

she tries to pull out what's either medication or a drug or alcohol of some kind but her hands shake and she drops it the only thing to do is allow whatever causes her psychic visions to possess her, basically, and write it all out

cut to the morning, Kallista feels awful and dreadfully eyes her papers usually when this happens she ends up writing a lot of nonsense but this time she's got one phrase on repeat in clear handwriting

ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY

I'm sorry, I had to make that joke

no, it doesn't actually reveal what the phrase was lmao

and now over to the other female remembrancer who is doing archeology!

she's unearthed something clearly nonhuman, which she's happy with, and it's moderately clear to the reader it's wraithbone

there's a paragraph talking about the history of her camera, which includes the pre-servitorization name of the guy who made it hang on, with her power (I don't remember the term but it's seeing the history of objects via empathy), isn't everything made by servitors kind of a nightmare for her? and yet it's mentioned she's got a team of servitors digging right now so I guess she's just very callous anyways, she decides to use her power on the mystery wraithbone object, and finds out it was a helmet worn by an Eldar woman named Elenaria wait Camille and Kallista. Why are their names so similar I'm giving a point for that McNeill: 10 Bluejay: 10 the whole thing with seeing the dance/battle of Elenaria has her entranced and then it's almost like the former owner sees her and gets mad at being spied on, and jumps at her with her swords, which brings her back to herself it's actually pretty cool, okay McNeill you get this one McNeill: 11 Bluejay: 10 (orb counter: 1) Camille starts having a bit of a mild panic attack but gets interrupted by the other two remembrancers sneaking up on her (wait no, I was wrong it's just one guy) she lies about knowing what the mystery object is (lol) her servitors need to take a break, Camille is fairly happy because they've found a bunch of non-Aghoru and non-Imperial artefacts

lmao. kinda seems like a design flaw

there's a bit of a detour for a description of the landscape and some stuff about the Aghoru Camille is feeling like this is a bit of a vacation for her

she and Lemuel look at some of her finds, and they discuss more of what is clearly wraithbone also Im kind of like, why didn't Magnus get Ahriman to train Camille or Kallista? Kallista's powers especially (seeing the future) mesh with Ahriman's a lot more (yes i know. it's because they're women)

Lore: I'm actually with Magnus on this, given what we know happens to whoever or whatever Ahriman actually tries to help.

also we find out that Lemuel used to be married, and quite rich there's a detour to talk about a guy who had a very unusual artform (growing trees) im kinda like "…." about this given how dry Terra is in this era but whatever fine we have a narrative aside to simp for Magnus, of course also they're now joined by a legionary who is a friend of Camille's

for some reason, there's a weird tension between Lemuel and Ankhu Anen Ankhu Anen is here to tell them they've been summoned by Ahriman and that's chapter 4

next up, we're back to Ahriman's POV Ahriman is chilling in his pavilion with his books

Ahriman's the kind of guy who prints out and binds his fanfic he's also burning a whole bunch of incense in there he stares into the green flames of his brazier and tries to see the future… he gets nothing, RIP meanwhile his current uhhh apprentice I guess, is mad on his behalf that he's stuck teaching a mortal Sobek (the apprentice) feels like it's punishment from Magnus, Ahriman tells him off because it's alllll part of the plannnnn now it's time for him to meet with Lemuel Ahriman is like, yeah i know you can do spooky things (he uses much flowerier language) Lemuel, sweating: whaaaat? that's craaaazy….

anyways Ahriman manipulates Lemuel's emotions through the warp, it's super easy he also gets Lemuel's whole history from this and there's another hint that he lost his wife so, time for Pretty Lina's Magic Lessons!

wait, wrong franchise Warpcraft With Buff Wizards aka a chance for worldbuilding exposition

Ahriman: yeah btw there's predators in the warp Lemuel: gulp Ahriman: lessons start tomorrow morning! Lemuel: do i have a choice Ahriman: not if you want to live Ahriman talks about how clearly this was *~ meant to be ~* Ahriman talks up the skill necessary to see the future before telling Lemuel his first lesson is going to be shielding but that'll be tomorrow lol

in-universe i mean, the chapter isn't over we're over to sparky sparky boom boom man (Khalophis) he's a Thousand Son whose thing is setting things on fire, if my joke wasn't clear he's hanging out with the statues right now and he's not super impressed he also doesn't trust the Aghoru

Khalophis feels powerful by bullying Yatiri (the guy he's talking to) no, really, it's text

Khalophis is singlehandedly going to turn the planet into a warzone lmao he's like our token khornate Khalophis suspicions a bunch at Yatiri who bears this extremely maturely and then eventually he mutters something about not trusting people who wear masks he's really not a fan of Yatiri pointing out that Khalophis is also hiding his face with his helmet, that's totally different of course so, why do they wear the masks? Yatiri tells a story that…actually I'll post it it's an interesting take on the Fall I mean it's clearly not meant to be literally canon but I'm gonna give McNeill a point for it because it's a reasonable interpretation these guys could have gotten

Skyborne: I'm genuinely choking here Did McNeill seriously use the Hebrew word for gods which is sometimes outright used as the name of God Himself in Judaism to refer to the Eldar? Dude I don't know exactly how offensive this is but it definitely feels inappropriate at bare minimum

Bluejay: I somehow completely missed that

I'm adding it to the counter though McNeill: 12 Bluejay: 12

back to the story: khalophis: yeah yeah blah blah whatever

khalophis: so do you ever take them off?

yatiri: when we have baths khalophis: how about when you're making little aghoru? the masks stay on??? yatiri: super inappropriate question but i'll allow it. nope! the masks stay on khalophis: that explains why there's so few of you khalophis really wants to leave he's super mad so despite Yatiri's pleading, he's about to go punch the wraithknights! at this point I'm not sure if he's supposed to be coming across as having less self control than a 10 year old or what I'm gonna take a point though McNeill: 12 Bluejay: 11 orb counter: 1 we end this scene on a cliffhanger!

over to Magnus who is doing some astral projection

yeah yeah he's so dreamy, okay, i get it so there's a webway gate under the mountain

buuut it's not that simple, it's going to take a lot of work Magnus' flesh aches for the power and yes that was verbatim Magnus is going to free humanity from its metaphorical cave~ he says as his astral projection goes blasting off this sounds deep but this is Magnus' special alone time where he can goof off having fun flying around astrally I'd be a bit more sympathetic if the writing didn't try to sell this as soooo cool. (But then I am what you would call a "hostile reader" to this book.) he looks up at the stars

so Magnus talked to Emps while he was possibly barely visible to the naked eye there's a detour to talk about the time him and Emps went wandering around Prospero following ley lines Emps: yeah lonngggg time ago on earth, people used these to get power

this is some next level white man's burden he waxes poetic in the narration about Emps' palace

it talks about him reading ancient texts and chilling in the warp with dad annnd meeting the other primarchs

with that, Magnus decides to heed dad's warning and not fly too close to the sun this time, back to earth time to spy on Ahriman in astral form he's talking to the three remembrancers Remember Kallista's dream?

she's giving Ahriman the papers and we finally find out what it says

ooooo chapter ends on that

next chapter is a new day and I guess we're going to be completely ignoring whatever was up with the black lines on the statues

I'm giving a point for that bluejay in her cinemasins era McNeill: 12 Bluejay: 13

the sun is shining, the tank is clean and the Wolves are coming! so the Thousand Sons had to get all fancied up to great them

Ahriman is a bit concerned that none of the Thousand Sons bar Magnus had any inkling the Space Wolves were approaching but Magnus is like "lol. lmao. don't worry about it" Ahriman is still worried, needless to say

the remembrancers aren't happy they're being excluded, but this is a private thing between legions er…is "private" the word you wanted to use, really? i'll allow for now because it could be a callback to Horus Rising and the whole thing about Loken calling 6 Legions or something having a meeting private but also, lmao things are tense between the TS and the SW and so this is Magnus doing a metaphorical warning dance to show off

eunuchs Magnus why also for all his talk about helping humanity and freeing them from the cave, Magnus sure seems to frequently use slave labour humanity doesn't actually matter until they achieve their psychic potential

I'm not giving a point for this because I'm willing to give McNeill perhaps more credit than he deserves and say that Magnus isn't meant to be correct in this

Skyborne: The horror of using slave labour aside, any does Magnus think the Wolves will be impressed by him having a canopy of white silk held up by people

The Wolves are plenty dramatic, and Leman has more of a sense for calculated theatrics than people give him credit for but I feel like their response to this is 'why the hell didn't you use poles to hold the canopy up drama queen'

Bluejay: yeah, I'm willing to chalk this one up to "Magnus is an arrogant ass and assumes that using a bunch of slaves to show off his wealth is something that will automatically get respect" also, Magnus acting like a parody of the "decadent civilized people vs the upright noble savage" that's got to be on purpose, right? Skyborne: With McNeill, I honestly don't know

meanwhile the TS are getting restless just standing there and complaining about the SW taking their sweet time

[footage not found] someone remind me of this passage because I'm going to need to pull it up later when we see Khalophis setting stuff on fire without any regard for collateral damage Khalophis and Hathor josh each other a bit Phosis asks Khalophis to expand on what he means by calling them barbarians

so how many of this type of legion does Emps need? b/c i recall this exact argument being used re the World Eaters in False Gods sometimes it seems like this is how every other legion is described lmao

Lore: "controlled aggression" Lore: [Perturabo] used nukes like mortars on his home planet didn't he?

Bluejay: Perturabo's strategy seems to be "throw men at a problem"

does…anyone do precision force? uhhh Corvus i guess Curze (???) imagine if he had said "we need to learn from Curze" Lore: Was gonna say Curze, because his violence is only precisely on the civilians.

there a bit of how as part of their training, the captains go spend time with another legion to learn about them so you'd expect that the Thousand Sons have a fairly close relationship with the other legions then and understand them pretty well, right? L M A O oh apparently Phosis is the kind of guy who talks all the time about how he's besties with cool/famous people (Abaddon and Sejanus) Fulgrim picked Hathor because he's hot sdkdjfhlsdf like. really??? this feels like character assassination

oh yeah, Ahriman went to hang out with the Word Bearers and didn't enjoy it the only friend he made….was EREBUS Ahriman, our totally rational protagonist, thinks about how Lorgar's legion has an unlucky number (17)

Lore: It's the enumerations. Probably. Actually, I'm hoping he didn't meet the Gal Vorbak during this, because he would have to be f'ing blind to miss the demon possessed 80 something Space Marines.

Bluejay: oh i've got something to enumerate all right anyways, lmao, the Space Wolves are doing some peacocking/psychological warfare of their own

(the SW are zooming down FAST and the TS are getting very anxious about it)

okay, I was wrong, it's just the guy who was an exchange student with the SW who has anxiety everyone else is like "uhhhh what's going on???"

DYNAMIC ENTRY

hahahaha "their lithe power wolf-clad, sure and honed to a lethal edge" er. okay getting a little close to cool-sounding word salad here McNeill: 12 Bluejay: 14

Lore: I sometimes worry that I go too far with my descriptions, then I read stuff like this and I now know what actually going too far looks like. Bluejay: reading McNeill is great for your confidence as a writer

and I'm going to have to cut here because I have too many screenshots whoops lol

[12below-milgram]

how well do you guys think you would do in MILGRAM (either as prisoners or as wardens)

also i hope this question isnt intrusive 😭😭

Shouhei: No, you're totally fine! I think in both positions as prisoner or warden I would ultimately shut down. Like hard-core. Crash out even. Normal day-to-day people/kids/strangers and family don't take me seriously. I don't come off as authoritative enough to be a warden. I'm too much of a people pleaser. As a prisoner, I'd most likely disassociate somewhere in a corner probably. Really depends on what the "murder" would be.

Quail: As we can all tell, I'd be impeccable in every way and any role (lie). I would bring peace and unity to all other prisoners/wardens except Timothy (true). And together, we would defeat the dreaded banana split sundae!.. The real answer is... probably fine. It would be nice to not deal with society for a few years.

Luna: I think I would die in the first 5 seconds whether it be because I panic and die of stress like coral or because I’ll somehow get beat up just for being at the wrong place at the wrong time… I’m not sure what my crime would be as a prisoner but I think that could change things too? And as a Warden I don’t think I’d be able to put my foot down well enough!

Vida: so the edge lord in me thinks i'd be a badass, but i hate confrontation so much i'd probably be super awkward the whole time LOL. i'd also really miss my cat, though knowing him he'd be an accomplice. as for crime, i'd 100% be locked up for an "act of justice." probably for blowing up a generative AI data centre or something oh, and if i were a warden, i would suck. i'd get too into their songs and start head-banging.

Tobio: as a prisoner, i’d die to kotoko probably. i think i’d realistically fare pretty decent unless someone is planning on jumping me, in that case i’m dead. as a warden the prison is burning down on the first day /j WELL NOT REALLY. honestly for warden? i can see myself trying to do decent, i might empathise a lil too much w the prisoners tho

Jrox: Welp, I like to think if im dealing with es unless its civil conversation, I might need to be restrained. Don't care what authority you have the moment you try to put hands on me im giving you a definite ass whooping. And yes if kotoko come with the intent to fight...I'm not gonna say I'd win but I ain't gonna make it easy.

Aspen: well to be a prisoner I'd have to be involved in someone's death and be surrounded by other people who are the same....... if any one of them decided to crash out I'd be dead easy peasy. 😭 HOWEVER I think I'd kinda kill it as a warden I'D DEFINITELY BE BETTER THAN ES I can't stand how they snap at little things like being told they're young like bro you're 15 yes you're young stop kicking people for saying so. 😭 I'm not temperamental and I'd like to get to the root of what caused their "murder", I also tend to be pretty natural at getting even the most closed off people to open up to me quickly! Most of the time not even on purpose, so. Warden? Successful! Prisoner? Probably dead ❤️

Ghost: I think as a warden I wouldn't do very well. I'd try my best to save the prisoners and listen with an open mind, but I do tend to be a bit hasty sometimes. I also wouldn't hit anyone, but I'd definitely get worked up for sure. As a prisoner I'd be very much a people pleaser until I crash out super hard.

Xin: I think as a prisoner I'd do okay, nothing crazy. It's more on the crime that I'd committed and how I'd feel. (I've been to basic and family members who've been to jail have put them on the same level really.) As a warden it'd probably be HELLA HARD ON MY MENTAL but it also depends on who and what the prisoners have done.

[ablednt]

That purgatory liminal space emotion between “I don’t want to inconvenience people and I’m not Literally Going To Die so it doesn’t matter anyway” and “Holy shit I’m not okay I want everyone to be worried I want attention I am Not Okay right now please...”

[cxrsed-angel]

Similar Worries

Word count: 3k

Warnings: angst, age gap (reader in her 20s, joel in his 50s).

A/N: I wrote this immediately after ep 6. There are spoilers for the episode. gif credits: @joel-miller

You had been walking in the woods for few hours after you left the couple’s cabin. You were in the back talking to Ellie, telling her how she cant go around tell people they’re like a thousand, especially when they didn't kill you and had given you soup.

When you see Joel stop walking, you walk up closer and see him breathing heavier. You put your hand on his shoulder, watching in fear as he grabbed his chest; you didn't know what to do if he had a heart attack in the middle of the fucking woods in the snow. 

“Joel, what's wrong, are you okay.” you watch in a panic as he nods his head, but he's still breathing heavily. You look around, trying to find somewhere for him to sit but there’s nothing. You try to calm yourself because the last thing you need is to freak out, making Ellie even more scared. You turned to look at Ellie but she was frozen in fear staring as Joel continue struggling to breathe behind you. Your attention is back on him when you heard his voice. 

“Im fine, just the cold air.” he said slowly, still trying to catch his breath; Ellie nods and walks closer.  But you stay silent, frozen in fear trying to rake your brain for any information on heart attacks but you come up blank. You realized didn't know what you would do if he had a heart attack; you're more mad at yourself at the fact that this situation hadn’t even crossed your mind. 

“Good because I don't know what we would do if you had a fucking heart attack right there.” You hear Joel let out a small laugh at Ellie’s joke as she lightly slapping his back as the two of them continued to walk ahead. But you didn't believe him. Ellie was right; what do you do if he has fucking heart attack in the middle of the goddamn forest in the snow. You knew it was something more than the cold air but decided not to press on it. But you kept an eye on him the rest of the way. 

The whole time you were walking, you were quiet. You tried not to show it but, it really scared you, it made you realize how old Joel was compared to; you always knew of course. When he complained about his knees when going upstairs, he talked about his back pain from sleeping on the ground countless nights. But it was always light-hearted, not life or death. You knew he had bad hearing from shooting, but this scared the shit out of you. 

When you were surrounded by the group, you saw Joel was different again, he was off, but you didn't have time to focus on it. You were just relieved they didn't shoot anyone. As you rode on the back of Joel’s horse, all that replayed in your head was how Joel seemed off. Something in his eyes that you couldn't quite figure out. You think back and remember he seemed off ever since you guys had left Kanas; you just never noticed until now, and with the troubled breathing, you were starting to get concerned. 

After Maria and Tommy gave you guys food and told you what house you would be in you immediately needed to show, you also thought it was best to let Joel talk to his brother alone. You went into what you assumed was the main bedroom to shower. After the shower and changing into some clothes, you sit on the bed, and you could hear Maria come and talk to Ellie, you knew you should see what they were talking about, but you figured Maria wouldn't do anything. As you sit on the bed, you couldn't stop seeing Joel struggling to breathe, and how helpless you were, you didn't know what to do, you couldn't save him you just watched. You had gotten lucky today, but one day you're not gonna be lucky; what if you can't save him, just freeze there like you did today? Tears fall down your face as you realize how little you could do.

You hear boots come in the room and assume it was Joel; you look up and see him looking at you. You could tell had been crying, you expect him to sit down next to you, but he stays standing, staring at you. “Have you been crying,” you asked quietly, looking at him, You could see in his eyes something wasn't right, and you wondered if it was something had happened. You waited for him to say something, but he remained silent, staring at you. You try not to sniffle but couldn't help it. 

“Have you been crying.” he repeats as he steps closer to the bed, but you weren't gonna let him change the topic off of him. 

“You first.” you said through snuffles. 

“It was just emotionally seeing Tommy, that's all.” you stare back at him, you knew it wasn't that, and you were a little offended that he thought that would work on you. You knew him better than that. But two could play that game. 

You took your shoes off and climb up into bed and lie down. Joel watches you, confused with frown eyebrows. You let out a fake cry, “it's my period, my emotions and hormones and everything.” You tell him with exaggerated sadness laced in your voice. You knew you were being childish, but you didn't care; you weren't gonna let him get away with that shitty lie. 

He rolls his eyes at your sarcasm as he gives you a deadpan stare. “Really?” was all he said, which made you even more upset. You sit up on the bed and stand up, glaring at him as he remained on the bed. You had been worried all day about him, and he wanted to be closed off to you; you weren't gonna take it. 

“No Joel don't “really” me you know  it's bullshit either tell me or dont tell me, but dont lie to me, god forbid I ask you what's wrong.” you couldn't stand him right now you turn to leave the room, but he voice stopped you making you turn around. 

“We’re staying here,” he mumbled quietly as he stares at the ground, adverting your eyes. You frown at him, not understanding what he meant. You hated when he talked in half sentences leaving out details. Who was we, why are we staying here, and also, why had he been crying? 

“What” you asked sternly, pissed at him for not being clear and deflecting the topic yet again. You walk closer to him, narrowing your eyes at him, waiting for Joel to answer. Joel sighs before looking up into your eyes, “You and I are staying in Jackson, it's safe they have food and shelter it's better for you.” he explains, but his voice is still shaky you could tell he was leaving something out and considering the fact he didn't mention Ellie you knew there was more than what he was saying. Also, he didn't talk to you about it; if you wanted to stay or not, you weren't gonna let him dictate where you go and make important choices without. 

You nod, “okay, well me and Ellie will go to the fireflies to make a cure, you can stay here and live out your suburban fantasy okay.” you replay, full of sarcasm; you watch as Joel's face frowns in frustration. He shakes his head and puts his face in his hands for a few minutes before looking back at the ground. 

“You and I are staying, Tommy is taking Ellie, he’s made the trip before, and he can handle it.”. You were getting tired and annoyed with this whole conversation going in circles and getting nowhere. You didn't understand why he wanted to leave Ellie; why didn't he want to continue? You’ve already gotten this far. But you stopped and remembered earlier when he couldn't breathe, and it clicked. You saw it in his eyes when Sam attacked Ellie when the dog started sniffing Ellie. It wasn't a heart attack. It was a panic attack. He was scared. 

Your eyes softened when you realized and came and sit down next to him. You place your hand on his face, slowly turning it, so he's looking at you. “Joel it wasn't the cold air wasn't it,” you stare full of concern into his brown eyes. You knew you were right when you see a tear fall down his cheek. You grab his hand in yours, rubbing it slowly; you didn't say anything, just waiting until he was ready. 

It was quiet for a moment as he cried silently before speaking again. “I get these dreams it’s a different situation, but they all end the same you or Ellie, or hell sometimes the both of you, dead while I just stand there frozen not doing anything, just like I did with-” you watch, choke back a sob before continuing. “Im just failing, I failed Tess, and Sarah, and in my dreams, I fail you and Ellie that’s all I do is fail.” his voice breaks at the end of the sentence as he continues to cry. 

You feel your heart break at how much pain he has been in and how this had been hurting him for so long. You reach up to his face wiping the tears as they continue to fail. You stay silent, waiting for him to finish. You feel him lean into your hand as you gently caressed his face. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before continuing. 

“I don't know what I’ll do if something happened to you or Ellie, I froze when that kid came up behind me, too damn old to hear them and too slow to do something. I couldn't hear when Henry and Sam snuck up on us. It's only a matter of time before I fuck up and put someone in danger, until I freeze at the wrong time again. Lately I've been so godman scared that my heart feels like it stopping and-” 

“and you can't breath and you get dizzy like you're gonna pass out.” you interrupt him, knowing how it feels. You see his eyes widen a little when you describe what happens. You’ve had panic attacks before you knew they were scary as shit. You remember the first time you felt one you thought you were dying. 

You wipe another tear that falls from his eyes. “They happen to me too sometimes, not as bad when I was on my own after my parents died. I used to get them almost every day then, I got one the first time I saw a clicker all,  I did was crouch down to the floor into ball and cried until it went away then I ran. You’re not failing Joel, you arent gonna fail, You didnt fail when you got us out of Kansas with all those infected and a whole town chasing after us.” you looked into his eyes, but you could tell he was still uncertain, they were still full of worry and disbelief 

“Joel its okay to be afraid I’m fucking terrified almost all the time, Im scared that one of us is gonna catch a cold in the middle of the winter and die, Im scared Im gonna sneeze at the wrong time a room full of clickers and get ripped apart, Im scared-” you paused as you felt your tears coming again, “Im scared Im not gonna be able to protect you, that something gonna happen and I won't be able to do anything to help you.” you smile faintly “I guess we have similar fears huh Texas” you tried to lighten the mood as you continue to cry. 

You see him start to smile too through the tears; his hand came up and wiped your tears. You feel his hand wrap around your waist, pulling you into a hug as your cries came out harder. You thought back on how you thought he was having a heart attack and how helpless you were. 

“You fucking scared me back there, thought you were having a heart attack or something.” you pull away looking into his eyes as yours were filled with tears. “I cant fucking save you from a heart attack Joel, you get shot I know what to do, you get stabbed I know what to but-” You feel yourself choke on your sobs, unable to speak for a second. “I always thought a bite was the worst I had to worry about, you cant come back from a bite, I cant do anything about that, I made peace with that, but what about heart attack, or heart failure, what the fuck do I do then?” You cry out as he pulled back into a hug, rubbing your back as you try to steady your breath. 

You close your eyes as you relax against his chest, and you stay there, in each other embrace, as your comfort each other through your similar worries. Joel pulls away first gazing into your teary eyes. He wants to comfort you, reassure you, but nothing comes out of his mouth. He wants to tell you that nothing gonna happen to him, but he can't. He understands where you're coming from, he's nearing his 60s while you're still in your 20s. He hates himself for allowing you to get this close; he knew you were younger, that you deserved someone better than an old man. But you convinced him, told him over and over that you only wanted him. 

“How about we cross that bridge when we get there okay honey.” he attempted to reassure you but you looked into his eyes, seeing the wrinkles around the outside of his eyes, across his forehead, and lining the rest of his face, the grey in his facial hair and you couldn't you, couldn't do that because you’ll be unprepared when you got to that bridge there’s no crossing it. 

You shake you head as you feel your eyes filling with tears again, “I cant Joel, I cant fucking wait because we wont cross it I will, just me and Ellie watching as you fall to the ground unable to do shit.” Your lips trembling thinking about him being in pain and dying while you stand there frozen with Ellie in horror helplessly. “I dont want to lose you Joel not like that.” you whispered before leaning back into his arms. 

Joel thought about it and knew you were right; he knew you were gonna worry yourself to death about his health, and there want much else he could do to change that at the moment. So he just continued holding you in his arms, racking his brain for a solution but there wasn't an easy fix. He thinks about your words earlier, and how you were so good and quick to guarantee that he hasn't failed and that he wasn't going to, he wanted to do the same for you. But he couldn't find the right then to say, so he let you sob into his shoulder until he hears you stop.

“My brother gonna be a dad.” you widen your eyes at the sentence he just blurted out; you pull away, wiping the tears and snot off your face; you stare into his eyes, confused, until you realized what's happening. “You dont know what to say do you.” you watched as he nodded his head, disappointed at himself for not being able to get his words out, but you didn't blame him; you knew he said more through actions. You remember the first time he tried to say you’re more than a friend to him and watched as he continuously rambled about how much you mean to him and getting so far off topic he started using construction terms as a metaphor for your relationship. You knew what he meant. But you let him continue fumbling over his words before saying you felt the same. Since then, you’ve got used to him showing how he cares about you through his action and not getting too mad at his lack of communication. 

“Do you wanna talk about that or were you just trying to lighten the mood.” You asked him. You knew talking about babies, and parenting was hard for him, but you were unsure if he was ready to talk about how that information was affecting him. You watched as he shook his head and knew he was trying to lighten the mood; at least that was his intention, not quite sure it worked. 

“Trying to lighten the mood but I think I did the opposite.” he replied with an unsure smile; you let out a small laugh at his awkwardness, finding it cute. You nod and leaned forward, kissing his cheek. Before laying in the bed, you watch as he took his shoes off and joined you, laying in front of you pressing his back against you chest. Your arms wrap around his waist as you relaxed against him. You knew that both you and him had a lot of things that you’ll probably never gonna heal from or not worry about. You knew there's always gonna be a wound and hole in him from his daughter, and you were always gonna worry about him and his health, But at least you had each other at this moment; that was all you focused on. 

“I love you Joel, I know its hard but well figure it out, well get through this together, you arent alone.” you spoke softly as your head lay on his shoulder. You feel his hand come on top of yours as it rested on his stomach, rubbing them. 

“I know baby, I-uh I love you too.” he whispers back; you smile against his shoulder as he verbally said it back for the first time. You didn't want to make too big a deal of it; you always knew he loved you. He showed it in multiple ways, but you will admit it sounded nice. you snuggled up, pulling him closer into your chest as you closed your eyes and let this awful day end.

[julibeeline]

So this is my first request here and I'm kinda nervous, also english is not my first language, so I'm sorry for any mistake.

So, crew boys realizing they are in love with you, and they don't really not how to deal with that, so they try to avoid you until you ask they if they are angry or something? I'm trying to be specific but I don't really know how to explain it.

Thanks u very much ❤️

crew boys realizing they love you

a/n: i changed I few of them so they don’t get too repetitive, thanks for the request :) enjoy <33

masterlist

DREAM

dream first found out that he loved you when you were staying over for his face reveal stream.

you would reassure him that it would be okay, that it was all worth doing

he noticed the gentle look in your eyes when you made him feel better, forehead kisses when he was struggling to keep his nerves down

on the day of the face reveal, you were touching up his hair as he looked up at you

the focused look on your face as you tried to make this moment special for him made his heart swell with love.

“you nervous?” you ask him, eyes fixed on his hair.

“clay?” you say, being met with his silence

“i-im w-what? sorry?” he stammers, embarrassed.

“dont worry, im sure it’ll go just fine” you smile, rubbing his shoulder up and down.

as the stream started, you held his hand under the table; just out of frame.

no matter how important his face reveal was, the only think he could think about was you.

he was nervous, nervous about being in love with you though, not anything else

this was his big moment; why now?

as the stream came to an end, he quickly rushed to his room leaving you confused and worried.

“i think im in love with y/n.” he tells sapnap, watching his eyes go wide.

“y/n? like our y/n? the one whos in this house right now y/n?” sapnap says.

“yes that y/n, oh my god this is not good” dream whispers, running his hands through his hair in a panic.

“chill out dude its gonna be fine” sapnap says, standing up from his bed.

as the next few days past, dream used everything in him to avoid you.

he would give you short replies, and that is if they were extrememly necessary.

a quick “thank you” when you would hand him coffee, or a “goodnight” after being silent the whole day.

and by the 3rd day, you got so annoyed that you just had to let it all out.

“clay can you sit down for a second?” “sorry, i have to go d-“ “sit down, clay.”

he sat down nervously, faultering under your gaze

“why have you been ignoring me? like out of the blue you just- you just decide you hate me? is this because of the face reveal stream? what did i do wrong-” “you didnt do anything wrong, y/n. im in love with you.”

“what?” “can i kiss you?”

SAPNAP

sapnap first found out that he was in love with you the day karl started talking to you.

he couldnt help but clench his jaw, force his eyes away when you wrapped your arms around karl’s neck, giving him a tight hug

and the whole day he would subconsiously keep his hands on you

holding your waist when walking, shoulders when sitting, hands when you were talking to karl

“oh my god could you please let me go for one second i need to go to the bathroom” you finally say, fustrated

“what? oh sorry” he immediately pulled his hands away, for fucks sake, he wasnt even aware he was pulling at you everytime you took a step away from him

when you came back from the bathroom, his hands unknowingly reached out to hold you again, wrapping tightly around your shoulder

“whats up with you today? why’re you acting like this?” you ask, furrowing your eyebrows

“nothings wrong, y/n. just making sure i dont loose you, theres a lot of people here…includng karl” he mumbled the last part so quietly that you almost couldnt catch it

“karl?” you question, looking up at him

“what? no i didnt say anything.” sapnap replies, pulling you into another side of the room

“why arent you letting me talk to karl? you knew how i excited i was to meet him for the first time”

“jesus y/n, im not. im just making sure that youre safe, youve never even been to his place before.”

“i dont need you dragging me around like a puppy, i can handle myself. i just want to enjoy my time with karl”

“okay then fine! just leave me for karl.” he throws his hands up in the air, letting go of yours.

you turned to leave the room in irritation, letting out a sigh. why was he being so dramatic about this?

“i love you.” you hear from behind.

GEORGE

george first found out that he loved you when you had your first sleepover with him

from the moment you arrived at his house until when you fell asleep in his bed, he was getting used to a feeling that he had never felt for you before

at first he thought that it was the nerves, he had never spent the night with you and obviously he was bound to feel some kind of worry

but as time went by, he caught himself staring at you when you werent looking

like for example, he looked at the way your eyes would widen for a second when you found the lego piece you were looking for, or how the corners of your lips would curl up when you heard dream screaming something so loud through george’s headphones that you could hear him without them.

when he realized why he was feeling this way, he felt scared. there were so many things that came with being in love.

rejection, commitment, love, itself. like who even invited them!

you noticed how he had gotten quiet over the past few hours, not saying a word to you as a movie played in the background

“you all good george?” you ask, worried.

“yeah yeah im good.” he replies, not even looking towards your direction.

“you sure?”

“yes y/n, stop pushing it.” he spits out, coming out harsher than he intended

his gaze faultered as your face fell, looking down at your hands in embarrassment.

the awkward silence continued for a while, maybe too long even.

he would steal glances your way every once in a while, or reach his hands out for yours before retracting them the second after.

by the time george had thought of what to say, you’d fallen asleep next to him

his eyes softened as he looked over at you

grabbing a blanket, he gently placed it on you, making sure to cover your body

“i love you, y/n. hell, im in love with you.”

KARL

karl found out that he was in love with you when he first saw you.

you were working at a candle store, an apron on, welcoming customers that stopped by

as he saw your smile through the glass window, his feet dragged him into the store

you showed him around, laughing at his jokes that he himself knew were terrible.

he asked questions about each candle, only to spend more time with you

and as he said goodbye with 5 candles in hand, you gave him a wave off like every other customer

from that day on he frequently stopped by, checking if you were around.

and when you werent there in all of the times that he went, he grew fustrated

he probably meant nothing to you, just another customer that wanted to smell the candles that youve already shown 20 times today.

as he got impatient as the days passed, but he gave it one last try

and oh my god you were there!

his eyes lit up the moment he saw you from across the street, dusting some stupid shelf with the stupid smile of yours.

he walked in the store, going straight to you

“remember me?” he asked in a hurry.

“of course karl, how could i forget?” you welcome, giving him a warm side hug

“can i have your number? ive lost you too many times already”

and now you guys are dating, the “i love you’s” have been passed back and forth far too many times to count.

QUACKITY

quackity first found out that he was in love with you the day he saw you translating his spanish streams.

his eyes formed hearts as he snuck up behind you, looking at all the sentences you’d translated already

“what’re you doin?” he asks, giving you a kiss on the head

“jus’ translating your stream. i wanna know what youre saying” you reply, smiling to yourself

and as if he couldnt fall more, this made his heart beat out of his chest

“i can just tell you, you know?” he giggles.

“i prefer to to it myself, makes me feel proud” you answer, not looking up at him once.

he turned around for a second, looking up at the ceiling, scrunching his face up in adoration 

“god y/n i love you” he slips out.

“what?” you turn around wide eyed, looking up at him in surprise.

“oh shit-”

“i love you too.”

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

a tidbit abt the animatronic-reader au

ive kinda got a story/plot idea for the au but im too lazy to like draw it or anything so here ya go. yea idk why im like this either but more info below th cut 

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okay so this idea is basically just centered around the idea that repair-themed-staff-bot Reader would be around during the events of Security Breach, lowkey trying to help Gregory and Freddy but really, really not wanting to get in trouble.

im also imagining that Reader-bot was brought into the Plex either shortly before or shortly after Moon got the Afton-virus, and also also going to assume that he was bugging out for a little while before Security Breach takes place. 

Reader-bot, like the other, more basic STAFF bots, is generally allowed to wander the ‘Plex at night. Most nights they just hang out in the Parts and Services area, maybe there’s a station/storage area there specifically for STAFF bots not in use? Idk, i havent looked at the map in depth in a while. Point is, most of the time they just kinda,, hang out in their room, essentially. They don’t feel like they’re ‘cool’ enough to hang around the Glamrock animatronics, and they’re either too timid or not close enough to Sun/Moon to comfortably hang out with them for a whole night. Yeah, their whole thing is feeling awkward and out of place in this au idk what to tell you.

Maybe one night when they’re out just kind of exploring the ‘Plex, Infected-Moon starts tracking them and then chasing them down, just to get a kick out of it. The first time they don’t even think to run away so he easily overpowers them and leaves some amount of damage on them that leaves them defunct for a few days before they’re up and functional again. After the first time, Moon makes a habit of it, and each time it happens, Reader wises up more and more until eventually they always run from him like they’re running for their life. One night he catches them and in a moment of panic and quick thinking, they grab a screwdriver from their utility belt and slash him with it. It distracts him enough for them to get away, but from that point on it’s fuckin PERSONAL

And that’s also the first time Reader-bot realizes that, even though there’s nothing wrong with them, nothing they can find on a diagnostic scan, something is strange and they don’t like it. They don’t know it yet, but that’s the first time they noticed they were FEELING something, and they were feeling afraid.

After the events of Security Breach- assuming Afton is gone but the ‘Plex hasn’t burned- Moon is cured of the virus and can only remember some of what happened while he was infected. He recalls thinking that he and Reader-bot used to play a fun game of cat and mouse and that it had sometimes been the time of his life, but he can’t remember the exact details of what the game was and how it was played.

So, the first time Reader-bot and Moon cross paths after the virus is gone, he’s confused when they all but RUN in the opposite direction- and from then on, they do everything in their power to avoid him as much as they possibly can. They avoid working in areas of the ‘Plex where they know he is until he’s left. During the dark hours, they’re nowhere to be found. Yeah, they don’t feel as fondly about the games as he did.

And Moon was confused- he’d played some silly games with them at some point, hadn’t he? And why would they act so strange around him anyway, they were a STAFF bot- clueless, brainless, as awake and aware as a dried up ink pen. Okay, so maybe they did something a little different than the usual STAFF bot, but that was like expecting the ice-cream bot to be special just because it’s not a copy-paste of the other hundred bots in this dumb building.

And they apparently liked SUN just fine- it was JUST Moon they didn’t like. They even liked the Glamrock animatronics, and THEY’D had the same virus he had! So what gives??

Moon has to be rehabilitated back to being a daycare attendant again before the daycare can open again, he’s still just a little too unpredictable for anyone’s taste. Reader-bot was damaged at some point during the night of the breach, but they’re fixed up now and back to work. They used to spend empty hours in the daycare, Sun was one of the only animatronics that treated them as an equal and didn’t mind that they were silent or just preferred to watch and listen, but now... Well, during open hours, that’s where Moon is.

ANYWAY IDK WHERE IT GOES FROM THERE THATS ALL I’VE GOT SORRY idk man im sorry but this shit been sitting in my head giving me brainrot all day and idk i thought someone might find it at least a little interesting

[bekaroth-reads]

This is pure brainrot that has been stuck in my head for so dam long (tried writing and got embarrassed seeing how terrible it was // hence redoing rn) . After takin a look at your work for lupin ii hcs i was wondering if you could write this (might be abit weird oml im babbling hfdbez) but could you maybe write a hc when the lupin gang have a pregnant SO and when baby arrives? *IM SORRY IF ITS WEIRD BUT I HAD THE BRAINROT :') esp jigen cause hes a softie so i was wonderin ya know (ok i'll just lurk back in the shadows hdsiv)

[This is a cute idea, and I'm sure your version was adorable :) ]

[I did put it under a cut though because I know some people don't like this kind of stuff. Nothing graphic or anything, but if someone doesn't life pregnancy/baby stuff they might want to skip.]

Lupin

He’s a bit hesitant at first

But the moment that you mention the phrase, “Lupin IV” He’s totally in

Is eager, but doesn’t understand everything

He’s not totally clueless, and knows to keep you from overworking yourself or being in stressful situations and the like

But like are you sure you can’t drink? Even a little bit?

Surely you’ve got to start the baby’s appreciation for fine wines as soon as possible, right?

No, Lupin! That’s an absolute no!

When the time comes for baby to be here he’s not as panicked as you might think he would be

“Lupin, my water just broke!” “??? Water’s a liquid. How do you break it?? What do you mean???” “I mean take me to the hospital RIGHT NOW!”

When he’s sitting in the waiting room, THAT’S when he starts to panic

It’s more of a relief to him when they told him it was okay to go back

That being said the whole process of childbirth was kind of horrifying to him and he won’t be sleeping for at least a week

It messed him up more than it messed up you, and you were the one pushing another human out of your body

It’s all worth it to hold little Lupin in his arms

That is dependent on if you agree to the name or not

Jigen

He’s going to throw up

Not that he thinks you or the baby is disgusting or something

That' just too much for him to handle at first

Nervous as hell

Excited but still nervous

This wasn’t something that he was ever planning on having to deal with but here he is

Tries to cut down on smoking or at least doesn’t when he by you

But, he makes up for it when you actually go to the hospital

You both decide it would be too stressful for both of you if he was actually in the room

He’s gone through a whole pack of Reds and is about halfway through another when a nurse comes to the patio outside the hospital to tell him he could come into the room

He’s over the moon when he walks in and sees you and the baby

Wants to hold the baby, but is afraid all of the residual smoke on his jacket might be bad for them

Gets Lupin to bring him a clean shirt and holds the baby as soon as he has changed

RIP to his beard. He still keeps it, but as soon as baby gets grabby hands it’s target number one

Goemon

When you tell him he was in the middle of something so he didn’t process what you said at first

Just goes, “Oh, good.”

You were expecting him to be a bit more excited, but it was better than him freaking out

About five minutes later he comes rushing back into the room

“WAIT! WHAT DID YOU TELL ME?!”

Will be practically glued to you the whole time

If you need something he is there

Is a bit nervous but hides it well

Doesn’t want to do anything that might stress you out

Towards the end of the pregnancy, he really starts to panic

You could sneeze and he’ll start asking if there’s something horribly wrong

Those fast reflexes come in handy when you do need to go to the hospital

Will let you squeeze his hand as hard as you need to during everything

Won’t say anything for the longest time after the baby is there

He just stares in wonder at the little thing in his arms until he finally says with a slight quiver in his voice

“My child needs a good sword.”

Remind him that won’t come for awhile

Fujiko

Look if you’re pregnant then she must have known about it because it certainly isn’t biologically hers

She is all over the baby clothes

Your kid is going to look CUTE

As supportive as she can be, she is thankful that all of this stuff is not happening to her

Loves you more for going through it though

She’s actually the one that made your water break

The two of you were talking and she said something that made you laugh a little too hard

The next thing you knew she was rushing you out of the apartment and into the first cab she could find

She’s talking you through everything that you’ve both read about having a baby

More so to get her through everything than you

When the baby does get here she can’t stop gushing about how cute they are

You’ll have to fight her about holding the baby

Until it’s time to feed or change them

Then she doesn’t know what to do and it’s all you

Zenigata

When you first tell him he is floored

And for a second a little suspicious

Has he even been home enough to be the father??

He quickly says yes and scolds himself for ever doubting you

As soon as you get about six months in he thinks everything is you about to give birth

Has been trying to get you to go to the hospital every day for the past three months

Except for when your water actually breaks and he just freezes

“Oh, god! It’s actually happening!” “Just calm down, Koichi. Let’s go to the car.”

Speeds all the way to the hospital. What’s going to happen? Who’s going to give him a ticket?

Is with you the whole time for support

…until he passes out

Is more than happy when he wakes up and everything went fine

Bad news for you: baby’s got their daddy’s lung capacity and volume

He cries. Happy tears, but he’s just holding his baby and sobbing

Takes a whole month off to be with the two of you, and will hardly put the baby down the whole time

[citrinesparkles]

welcome home.

jason todd x gender neutral reader. 2,086 words. notes: requested by an incredibly flattering anon as part of my hundred followers celebration! thank you again for the feedback, and for enabling me :) also was subconsciously influenced by this piece. warnings: arguing, discussion of danger, reader gets accidentally threatened, patching up wounds, lots more swearing than my usual (but it's all mild language). angst and comfort, i think. super dialogue heavy. this is so long and a little (lot) messy just. prepare yourself

"man," a robotic voice echoed dangerously through the dark living room, sending chills through you. "did you pick the wrong apartment."

luckily, the voice was familiar. "um, the one i live in?"

he choked out your name, startled, and you flicked on the light switch to find him frozen in place with a gun in his hand.

"right." you said tensely, glancing at it- which made him jerk his hand down, shoving the gun into its holster as though it burned him- and looking back up at the eyes of his helmet. "so, uh, i'll turn a light on next time."

"you shouldn't be home yet," he said stiffly.

"i texted you like, three hours ago to let you know i'd be home a day early."

he swore quietly. "my phone's in the river."

"how did it- you know what, at least that explains the radio silence. you didn't think to have someone else- anyone else- let me know?"

"uh." he paused, tensing almost imperceptibly for a moment. "no. i was, uh, i was busy. i'm sorry."

"busy, huh?" something felt very wrong, and not just the fact that he had nearly shot you. "okay, i'll bite, busy with what?"

"nothing important."

the sinking feeling in your stomach intensified and your eyes narrowed dangerously. "important enough that you forgot to tell me you weren't dead in an alley somewhere, when you knew i'd be texting to check in anyway. leaving me worrying in a hotel room in another city."

"nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to worry about." you were really getting sick of the sound of his modulator, but he continued before you could say anything. "go back to what you were doing, babe."

"yeah... uh, no." you stepped forwards and he flinched back defensively, making you freeze. "seriously, what is up with you tonight?"

"noth-"

"jason, i promise if you say nothing one more time, i'm going to lose my mind."

he shifted his foot back slightly, and you took a deep breath.

"okay," you conceded, raising your hands up in surrender and moving backwards yourself. "respecting your space now. that wasn't my best decis-"

your voice cut out when something under his jacket caught your eye.

something red.

"holy crap, jason, what the hell?"

he winced quietly. "you weren't supposed to be home yet, okay?"

"take that stupid helmet off already, would you?" you snapped, already moving to get the first aid kit.

"i would've gone somewhere else if i'd known, okay?" his voice, now clear and crisp without the filter, followed you down the hall.

"that does not make this better!"

"can you please not yell at me right now?"

you dashed back into the room, shooting a vicious glare at him. "jacket."

he slid it off gingerly, dropping it on the couch next to his helmet.

"can you get the armor, or do i need to help?"

even despite the domino mask he was wearing, you could tell he was rolling his eyes. "if i couldn't do it on my own, why would i have come here if i didn't think you'd be home?"

"hm," you took the piece he handed you and carefully set it on the couch, "maybe because you're a stubborn jackass?"

he grunted, sliding his undershirt off and passing it to you. "i don't wanna stain the couch with that."

"your priorities suck."

"it's the nicest piece of furniture we own!"

"it's still a couch!"

"it was expensive!"

"oh for crying out loud-" you threw your hands up again, this time in frustration. "fine! fine. i'll go put this in the tub and get a soak going. you-" you shoved the kit towards him pointedly- "start washing that off."

"how come you're calling the shots?" he snapped back petulantly.

"because my torso's in one piece."

"i have way more experience with this, i should be making the decisions here."

"oh, of course, my apologies!" your voice was absolutely dripping in sarcasm. "what, pray tell, would you have us do?"

he scowled at you for a moment before reaching for the first aid kit and flicking the lid open. "whatever."

you turned on your heel, stomping into the bathroom.

the shirt got thrown into the tub and the tap got tossed all the way on, and as the water crashed into the gray fabric, you took the opportunity to squeeze your eyes shut and breathe deeply.

you opened your eyes a minute later, finding the water dyed a rusty almost-red from blood.

his blood.

you turned off the tap- gently pushed the handle, this time, the fire in your chest now largely extinguished- and made your way back to the living room to find him running a rag over the space below his ribs.

"may i?" you asked softly, stopping a few feet away and holding a hand out to him.

his jaw clenched and relaxed three times in quick succession, but he finally sighed and dropped his shoulders before holding the rag out. "yeah, c'mere."

you worked in silence, being as gentle as possible. jerking your hand back and mumbling apologies when he hissed.

"s'okay, comes with the territory."

you pressed the alcohol-soaked towel back against him, and he sighed.

"that was stupid, huh."

a small laugh escaped you. "it so was."

"can we..."

"try that again?"

"yeah."

you pulled back, standing up straight to meet his eyes. "only if i can take the dumb mask off of you."

"i thought you liked the mask," he teased, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

"jason."

he chuckled, wincing again when it jostled his wounds. "ouch. uh, yeah, mask. g'head."

you gently pulled it from his face, setting it neatly on his other gear before running your thumbs across the line of adhesive it left on his cheekbones. "hi there."

"hey." he leaned into your touch, vibrant eyes fluttering halfway shut. "so uh, welcome home."

"thanks. could've done without the gun, though."

a choking sound tore from his throat, his eyes flying back open. "holy shit, baby, i almost-" he jerked back from you, no regard for his side. "you almost- shit, shit, are you- i'm so sorry, i didn't-"

"okay, woah, hey-"

"i could have killed you."

it was a whisper, horrified and harsh, and while it was technically true, his tone teetered on the edge of a dark space you had seen before and really didn't want him falling back into.

"yeah."

you desperately searched for the right thing to say, rejecting variations of "but hey, you didn't actually", "maybe you should be more careful about waving a gun at people", and one particularly unhelpful "no shit, sherlock".

finally, you settled on a quiet, calm "but i'm still right here, okay?"

his hand flew up to cover his mouth, doing absolutely nothing to hide the near panic written on his features. "i could have killed you."

"okay, so, in the future, we'll... we'll uh, we'll come up with some kind of system for letting you know when i'm home, or something."

"oh, like a phone?" he asked harshly. "the one i was stupid and sloppy enough to dunk in the harbor?"

"that wasn't- i'm guessing that you had a lot on your plate." you waved the cold, bloody towel in your hand at his wounds. it made him curl in on himself slightly, stepping backwards again until his back hit the arm of the couch.

"no excuses. i could have killed you."

"i-"

"no, i almost shot without saying anything!" he exclaimed, brow furrowed and eyes stormy. "i thought someone had broken in, and i got so- i don't even know, damn territorial or some stupid shit- that i almost put a bullet between your eyes. i could have-"

"jason!"

he screwed his eyes shut and dropped his head, roughly tugging his fingers through his hair. "i almost-"

"but you didn't. okay?" every fiber of your being wanted to hold him, to tug him into you and put his hand against your ribs and show him you were okay and breathing, heart still pumping, but he looked enough like a cornered animal that you half expected him to bite you if you tried. "c'mon, jaybird. a life like yours, can you really afford almosts?"

"life like mine, i can't afford to let anyone close to me. apparently, if the goons and thugs don't kill you, i will."

"that's not-"

"what if i hadn't said something?" he snapped venomously. "what if i'd lost more blood and was loopy from it? what if i'd come home with a concussion- again- and didn't think past 'point and shoot'?"

"jason," you finally interjected. "you think i haven't thought about that?"

his eyes, grim and vicious and so full of emotion that you thought you could drown in them, dropped to the floor.

"because it's not a secret that your life is risky. you're risky. i know that. but you're worth every ounce of danger, okay? i'm choosing this, choosing you, knowing full well what i'm getting into, because you're worth all of it."

"i'm not worth any of it."

"that's not your call to make."

"it-"

"you think i need you to make my choices for me?"

"no, of course not."

"you think im stuck here?"

"do you feel like you are?"

"absolutely not." you inched forward again. "i'm here because i want to be."

"...i just... i don't..."

"don't want me to get hurt?"

he finally looked back up at you, eyes watery and jaw tense. "or worse."

"i know, baby. i know," you sighed. "but that's part of life, right? and if the hurt's inevitable, i want the rest of my time to be as nice as possible, and you make my life better. make me better."

"by putting you in danger?"

"it's gotham, handsome, i'm gonna be in danger either way. at least with you, i know i have someone looking out for me. right?"

"always," he said immediately.

"okay then." you took the last step between the two of you slowly, watching for any resistance. meeting none, you brushed your knuckles against his. "i can't think of anywhere i'd feel safer."

"you know that's crazy, right?"

you hummed quietly. "nah."

"i'm being serious."

"me too."

he studied your face silently. you smiled softly at him.

finally, a sigh escaped him and he scooted his hand forward, wrapping his index finger around your own and squeezing gently. "you're sure you want this? i can set you up with a place downtown for a bit. you'd never have to see me again, never have to worry about... all of this."

"i've never been more sure of anything." you said it firmly, confidently, letting the words hang in the air for a few moments before popping one eyebrow up playfully. "why, need to make room for a side piece?"

a startled choking sound escaped him. "excuse me?"

"i mean, when you were talking about being busy, it felt kinda suspicious."

"what is wrong with you?" he asked, exasperation and laughter coating his voice.

"listen, you were being evasive!" his head fell forwards, resting on your shoulder as he laughed.

"i didn't want you to know i was bleeding all over the place!"

"why, didn't want me to worry?"

"exactly!"

you reached your free hand up, gently resting it on the back of his head and playing with his hair. "then maybe, just maybe, you should have gotten someone to tell me your phone went for a swim."

"fair enough."

you stood quietly for a long time, running your fingers through his hair and enjoying the feeling of his breath against your collar.

"i..." he muttered, pulling back to look in your eyes. "i don't think- um. i don't think i'm..." he groaned, gaze darting to the ceiling. "i love you. but the minute you have enough of- of all of this-"

"i won't."

"but if you do, i'll... i'll understand, okay?"

you squeezed his finger gently. "okay." you inhaled deeply, dropping the bloody towel you were still clutching and slid your hand forward to hold his completely. "can we get a bandage on that and go to bed, now?"

"....yes please."

---

"wait!" you yelled, throwing the first aid kit haphazardly onto the bathroom counter and racing after him into the bedroom, where he whirled around with wide eyes. "i love you too! i never said it back- i love you too."

"don't yell like that- i thought something was wrong!"

"me not saying it back is urgently wrong, jason!"

[angstysebfan]

The Past Can Break You - 3

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

AU: Avengers

Summary: You and Bucky have been dating for aa few years. As far as you’re concerned he is the one. But what happens when a blast from the actual past shows up?

A/N: Ive seen a lot stories of Bucky getting his first love from the 40′s back. And I’ve always wondered... what would happen if he was dating someone already? Reader is from this time. Not proofread.

Warning: 

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Bucky tried for several hours to try and get you to open the door. You ignored him, not wanting to see him because you were so angry with him. He promised he would change and make more time for you, and then he leaves you in the middle of sex for her! Dot is his priority, as far as you’re concerned. You roll your eyes as you think about the “trauma” she had. You know she is using their past to manipulate him, and he is being stupid and letting her. Well now he must face the consequences for his actions. 

You stare up at the ceiling of your old room as you again, for the millionth time, hear the knock and pleads of your boyfriend from the other side of the door. “Please, baby. Open up. I’ll let you scream at me, you can even hit me. I know I deserve it. Just let me see you, please,” he begs.

God this is getting pathetic, you thought. You sigh and figure it’s time to give him an earful and some food for thought. You walk over to the door and unlock it, before opening it to reveal Bucky looking disheveled. He still has no shirt on, just his sweats from last night.

“What could you possibly want me to say to you, Bucky? You obviously made your choice in this. You are allowing Dot to manipulate you to keep you away from me. She wants you back, and it’s completely obvious. You say you want to prioritize me, but you prioritized her! I’ve tried to be calm and understanding to what she is going though, but enough is enough!” you yell, causing Bucky to flinch.

He opens his mouth to speak but you continue, “Ever since she found out that we are dating, she has made it her sole mission to separate us. Do you even care that your actions are killing me? Do you even care that I have cried myself to sleep so many times at night that I forgot how to fall asleep without crying? Do you even care that you are shattering my heart with your actions?!” you yell as tears fall down your face.

Bucky now has tears falling as well as he takes in your words. He didn’t realize just how bad he had made the situation. He needed to fix this. He couldn’t lose you. You were the best thing that has ever happened to him, and he can’t believe that has been so stupid. He walks up and wraps his arms around you, allowing you to cry in his chest. He buries his face in your neck and cries also.

You don’t know how long you have been standing in your doorway crying, but after some time you pull away. Bucky looks at you with sad eyes, “Tell me it’s not too late for me to fix this. I-I don’t want to lose you,” he says in a raspy voice.

You sigh and look down, “I think I need some time to think about things. You need to figure out where your priorities lie. I’ll stay in here for a bit until I’m ready and then we can talk, okay?” you ask.

It breaks your heart to see the distraught nature of Bucky’s face at your words, but you need him to understand how his actions have made you feel. He nods and quickly pulls you into a hug and then slots his lips on yours in a heated kiss. When you pull away he looks you dead in the eyes, “I’m going to make this right. I am going to show you that you, and you alone are what I want and need. That you are my top priority. I promise,” he says.

As he turns and walks away, you can’t help but say, “Don’t make promises you might not be able to keep.”

Bucky stops and looks at you sadly. He really messed up. He finally turns away and walks back to your shared room, that he will now live in alone. When he closes the door he slides down to the ground and openly sobs. How could he be so stupid. How could he not see what was happening. Now he might lose the love of his life because of his past. 

--

Dot is sitting in her room, feeling rather victorious. She overheard your argument with Bucky, and knows that now that you are separating yourself from Bucky, she will have a better chance to win him back. She sighs at the thought of having her love back with her. She was surprised that he didn’t take her back immediately, as she was his first love. Yes, ok so it was like 80 years ago, but I mean the fact that they were both together after all this time, must be fate.

Suddenly her door opens and shows the man she has been thinking about. Dot looks up and smiles, “Hey Jamie! What’s wrong?” she asks, deciding to pretend she is innocent and knows nothing. Always worked with guys. So easy.

“We need to talk, now,” Bucky says, anger evident in his voice. 

Dot’s smile disappears. She figured he would be upset, but not angry, and not at her. “What’s going on?” she asks with a furrow of her brow.

“This is over, Dot. Whatever you are trying to do, it’s done. I know you are dealing with a lot, but you need to start figuring it out for yourself. I am done putting you before Y/N,” he says.

Dot can’t help but roll your eyes. “Oh is she upset with you again Jamie? I mean I understand being slightly threatened by our past, but she obviously doesn’t trust you. If she can’t trust you, then she isn’t good enough for you. Maybe it’s time for you to cut your loses and return to me,” Dot said.

“She has every reason to be upset! I’ve neglected her! I just want to know... are those panic attacks that you have even real,” he asks.

Dot feigns being offended, “How dare you! Of course they are! Look at all I have gone through! I volunteer for something back in the 40′s and wake up in 2020′s. There is a lot of thoughts and feelings I feel and I don’t know how to process them! Is she saying I am lying?”

“I am saying you are lying. You always seem fine when we are together, but the moment I go to my girlfriend you start freaking out. You are trying to keep me away from her,” Bucky says, his voice raising.

“I feel comfortable with you, Jamie! I love you! Of course I feel better when you are near! It’s not my fault you tried to move on! But tell me this, if you don’t love me like you did, and you love her, why then did you constantly leave your girl for me? You obviously are still in love with me! So dump the girl and let’s be together!” Dot yelled.

“You’re crazy! Seriously you are delusional! You use me being a good friend and a gentleman against me to separate me from the woman that I truly love. Well it stops now! You need to get your ass in gear because it will take me nothing to turn you out of the compound to fend for yourself. If Steve and I can make it work, so can you. And your trauma is nothing compared to what we have gone through. So get yourself together and figure your life out. I am done playing these games with you!” Bucky says before leaving Dot’s room.

Dot sat there stunned at the last outburst. If Bucky thinks that she will go down without a fight to the death for him, then he doesn’t know her at all. Dot always gets what Dot wants. No matter the cost.

--

Bucky knocked on Natasha’s door, trying to calm himself down from his conversation with Dot. Nat opened the door and immediately tried to close it, “Nat please! I need your help,” Bucky begged.

She rolled her eyes and allowed him in. He sat there and told her everything about what happened last night, and this morning with Y/N and Dot. Natasha smacked him upside the head at least 4 times for being dumb. When he was done explaining everything he looked sadly at Natasha, “So will you help me? I have a plan that will allow Y/N the time she asked to think, while also showing her that she is my priority. She is the love of my life. Please?” Bucky begged.

Nat knew how much you and Bucky loved each other. She knew how happy you both were, so she agreed to help. Bucky laid out the plan to Nat and they both agreed to set it in motion. Bucky felt better already. He told off Dot, got your best friend to help him, and now all he needed was to win you back. He hoped he wasn’t too late.

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Chapter 2 / Chapter 4

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