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cloudwing-court-galaxy · 7 months ago
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"Aw, please, it's no biggie!" - Ness after literally saving someone.
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phagodyke · 6 months ago
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yeah I'm not gonna talk abt it am I...
#well thats okay. eventually itll come up naturally. and if not well. it doesnt make me feel very okay. but its not a big deal#and i guess ill meet ppl in the future who will curate a different idea of me and maybe therell be fewer misunderstandings#<- coward who CAN communicate to save their life but not in any lower stakes situation for their happiness n quality of life#we <3 repression n insecurity. maybe if i keep digging at the corner of this bit of the labyrinth with my spoon ill get out someday 😌#anyway.. theres my daily vague vent post got it out of my system#wanted to do it earlier but ended up not having much time after work n then called friends which was nice :^)#also i never have signal at work these days.. my boss has said shell get me on the staff wifi tho cuz i do need it for work reasons#its rare to need it for work purposes bc we all use work pcs n stuff anyway and not rly supposed to use mobiles in the lab#but yeahh.. god i have so much admin shit to sort out also gotta text family back before i sleep i forgot to earlier#its all good.. also my memory foam pillows turned up so i no longer have to steal my roomies extra one for my neck pain <3#ik she was missing it... not to sound like a creep but it was nice that it smelled like her a little. just familiar innit#we're always around each other so its just what being home smells like to me.. listen i have a sensitive nose ����✋️#if we were a lot closer i would ask if i could sleep in her bed while shes away but we're not so it would come across sooo weird..#and i would feel rly weird abt someone sleeping in my own room without me there. well maybe not actually. as long as they werent snooping#<- guy whose mother used to go thru their shit all the time n struggles to not feel paranoid and distrustful when it comes to privacy#was thinking recently my ideal living situation w a partner would be separate rooms but we still share the bed sometimes#but not every night bc im a sensitive sleeper... but we can switch bedding so i can still smell them if i wake up in the night alone#like how new mothers trying to get babies used to cot sleeping each have a cloth or blanket and swap every night#so the baby is comforted by the blankets smell and sleeps more peacefully.. and momma finds it easier being apart from the baby too#sorry this is getting gooey and weird my meds have been wearing off the last couple hours im so sleeppyyyy 😭#well.... maybe everything can wait until tomorrow..... bed is calling..#goodnight everyone muah#.diaries
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some-random-fandom-chick · 4 months ago
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#gonna ramble in the tags because my brain sucks and if i put this in my own personal discord server im gonna see it all the time#so id rather throw it here and forget about it and have it drowned out by various fandom posts and other posts i simply find neat#existential anxiety is an absolute fucking bitch and i hate that it randomly haunts me often for no reason#i have however figured out that its exacerbated by stress and feeling a lack of control over my life#cause one day im gonna be old and close my eyes for the last time and thats it#i wont wake up in a new life and forget this one i wont be in a number of fictional universes i enjoy#i wont even wake up in an afterlife#hell even if there is on (i believe there is) i wont see it cause i have aphantasia#i see absolute sweet fuck all in my head! even my dreams tend to be kinda fuzzy and tunnel visioned!#im nearly 30 and as a kid i oculd never conceive of life beyond my teens and as a teen i couldnt imagine my 20s#and now im turning 29 this year ive temporarily moved halfway across the world to be with my fiance of 8 years in an attempt to make this#move permanent and... ive done nothing truly significant#i wanted to work in languages as a teen primarily because i loved hetalia at the time and it sparked my desire to truly understand history#and culture and communication and finally connect with people#it really should have been obvious to the career coach lady that i was autistic seriosuly how the fuck did it go unnoticed by everyone#except my mother and she didnt even support me properly!#youd think that this anxiety would propel me into doing the things i want to do which rn is photography#but nope! all it does is make me scared to sleep because what if thats the last time i close my eyes and i dont know it?!#so now im here occasionally publishing my silly tiktok videos#doing my best to not backhand mil or shake my fiance because they talk like a baby sometimes and that sets off various buttons with me#for reasons i havent fully figured out yet#i have so many friends and interests and the family i still speak to is lovely and supportive#though lets not get into nanny getting old and knowing that itll be time to say goodbye to her though hopefully not for another decade#but yeah. my brain sucks i cant afford to go back to therapy rn because im unemplyed#the job hunt sucks cause canadas job market is somehow worse than englands and i cant even get financial support here cause temp resident#and every so often my brain just throws this existential bullshit at me for no reason#im gonna go do the souless job search now#and set this to not be reblogged because frankly no one needs to be inflicted with this in their head
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fortunatefool · 7 months ago
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Not to date myself but sometimes in the middle of a crisis u get to hear Pursuit of Happiness (Nightmare) by Kid Cudi featuring MGMT and Ratatat, Steve Aoki Remix and feel joy for the first time in a week and a half
#my stuff#its the little things ig#idc if the lyrics are depressing it makes me wild out and i love it#my ex robbed me and i kicked him back to his apt 1.5 weeks ago#and apparently he didnt know we broke up (i didnt block him i had his cat and still have his stuff)#so i think im giving him a lot of fucking grace for stealing a paycheck 2 weeks worth of work for his drug habits when im going hungry rn#i sent him this long heartfelt text using my therapy communication skills to clearly outline that we are not dating anymore#and he just doesnt accept??? he keeps saying we have to work thru this and the drugs did it not him blah blah blah#like dude ive seen my own mother suck dick on the living room couch so she could buy another 8 ball and not give me lunch 😑#tf makes u think im gonna put up with that shit now????? dumbass#i keep waking up sad and weepy still but i just tell everyone i know abt what he did and they tell me im better than that and i feel better#i told 1 patient at work shes my fave. little old korean lady. she brings us a bag of fruits every week and is so fun to talk to#when she ices afterwards she asks for extra time and we chat a lot about our lives. she was so sad for me and kept telling me#that im so pretty and so nice and men will take advantage babygirl im so sorry that happened to you!!! 😭 i told her im fine now#and told her how im seeing my family more again and doing whatever i feel like whenever i want and looking towards my future and she relaxed#but that ones going to stick in my head the most. if i took him back id be letting her down. i almost cracked today like a spineless coward#but hearing her seem so hurt for me and say that i didnt deserve it felt so genuine. ill miss her#i took my last dab today guys no more until i ged paid 2 more times but as you can see by the tags getting away from me#it was a good fucking dab lol
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readymades2002 · 8 months ago
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who even give a fuck. yknow
#getting drunk before work because who gives a shit ^_^d#yesterday was real fucking bad so im thinking like why am i even fucking trying you know none of these assholes even talk to me#unless its to go ermmmm i cant help noticing your department isnt achieving infinite growth when will you guys stop sucking#shit? just curious yhaha and if they want to talk about me they go behind my back and ask other people why im cutting#which a) i wear short sleeves this isnt a secret im keeping and 2) fuck you for deciding its your business and then NOT EVEN#ASKING /ME/ but whatever thy want to get pissy at me for their own failure to communicate fucking let them i dont care#ive been killing myself for this stupid job for a year now i wake up in the morning and my first thought is how bad my knee hurts#im one of the best we've got and what do i have to show for it no one fucking talks to me i dont care#no one will go 'hey did you get fucking sloshed before coming here' becaus etheyre scared of talking to m e for some reason#i literally dont know but if they ask then like who fucking cares this isnt on me i dont feel human doing this job i dont feel like a perso#no one treats me like one unless i waste time quote unquote to not do my job and talk to people who like care if i live or die or whatever#so like who fucking cares even ill do whatever i want ill get drunk before work ill do shit at my job ill talk to someone i love fuck it#whatever!!! should have acted like i was a person instead of ignoring the people youre throwing into a meatgrinder for profit i guess#who fucking cares!#already had my MOTHER get weird about me buyng booze for reasons that are none of her fucking business and that she#wouldnt know the details of anyway if she hadnt been snooping because i have no privacy and no space of my own lol#so might as well drink it i guess it was 30 bucks anyway and i dont have any fucking moneyyyyyyyy so what am i#who am i fucking KIDDINGGGGGGGGGG lol its fucked its all fucked!!! whatever!!! who give a shit!!! nothing fucking matters
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stxrvel · 7 months ago
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coincidence! (2)
series summary. the holy grail of the seven men who ruled the country's entertainment used to be your friends at school. now, ten years later and between successes and failures, what reason would they have to want to come back into your life? pairing. eventually ot7 x f!reader. content. first of all, english is not my first language so sorry for any mistakes! curse words, we're still on the safe zone, angst if you squint, just silly writing! a/n. hi guys! finally second chapter is out! im blown away with your response!! thank u so much from the bottom of my heart! i loooooved reading your comments <33 pls remember updates are weekly or biweekly! and if you want to be tagged pls say so in the comments! see you next week ;)
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“This is unbelievable! We're going to be rich!!!” 
“What makes you think my sister is going to give you any of that money?” 
“I created that Instagram account that was tagged in Kim Taehyung's damn story, I deserve a raise!” 
“What makes you drones think my daughter is going to give you any of that money?”
“None of you are going to get anything out of that act of feigned innocence. Honey, are you all right?”
It seemed like a light had gone on in the room, four pairs of eyes landing on your still pale, surprised face. The night had been heavy after Yuna's call and you'd had so little sleep that you didn't know how you were functioning at the moment. Maybe that was the thing: you weren't functioning at all.
When you woke up, you thought it had all been a bad dream and that definitely the first exposure you'd had to the guys in years hadn't been because Taehyung came across your books at a convention you decided not to go to and uploaded them to his Instagram account with over eighty million followers. It was impossible, wasn't it? Too crazy. 
Maybe not as crazy as waking up to your parents banging on your bedroom door saying that over a hundred thousand orders had been placed overnight and they didn't have enough book production for that much demand. 
Be that as it may, Yuna and your mother took care of the communications on the account. You went from having twenty followers (including your family and friends —your father had created an account exclusively for that and only followed you—), to almost sixty thousand in at least twelve hours. The posts you had worked so hard to create and put together were finally getting the attention they deserved, but it had all happened so fast and suddenly that it was too strong to process calmly. 
Weighing which was stronger, whether Taehyung's acknowledgment of your existence after so many years of zero contact or that your book sales shot up so immeasurably that they couldn't even keep up with demand, even if a month went by, didn't make things any easier. 
“She's obviously still in shock,” Yuna replied to your mother at your lack of response from the living room, right across the dining room where you had been sitting since you had come down from your room. Your breakfast was still untouched on the table, but that seemed to be the least important thing in the room with all the more important news. 
“Have the printers answered yet?” your brother's voice through the speaker of your father's phone rang as you blinked, reality settling too slowly on your shoulders. You didn't even want to think about what it meant that Taehyung had done that. Maybe it was simply an altruistic act, wasn't it? Maybe he felt guilt and wanted to ameliorate it somehow. What better way than to do an act of charity?
“I'm on it,” your father was sitting across from you in the dining room, his laptop on the glass of the table as he moved his hands over the keyboard and stared through his glasses at the full tip of his nose. From the way his eyes narrowed, your mother snorted. 
“Why don't you get those glasses adjusted if you know you don't see well up close, let alone on electronic devices?” the woman reached over, dragging your father's glasses until they were almost glued to his eyebrows. Your father barely gave her a goofy grin as your mother started shaking her hands. “You better move. I'll do it. You write too slow; you're getting on our son's nerves.” 
“Nah, I'm fine. I don't know if y/n is tho.” 
Silence returned and you growled internally. Well, that was enough conjecture and assumptions without any information to substantiate them, it was time to get down to business. 
 “Do you think we should take over this business now?” Yuna completely ignored your stretch and you sent her a confused look. 
Your brother exclaimed from the phone in agreement. “I call dibs on the treasury!” 
“There's no way you can keep the accounts right! You're studying law.” 
“Seojun is good at numbers, Yuna.” 
 “Ha, with all due respect Mrs. I/n, he must only be good at counting sheep.”
 “Hey,” you tried to get attention, getting up from the chair. 
 “y/n, don't talk, you're still in shock. Can you believe he once called me from the supermarket to ask if he got his change right? He didn't even move from the checkout counter. There were people booing him.” 
 “Ow, my poor baby.” 
 “I told you not to say that to anyone!” 
 “I can't keep quiet if they're speaking lies about you!” 
 “This wasn't lies! This is about my pride!” 
 “Nonsense. I'll handle the treasury. I double majored in finance and international relations for a reason.” 
 “You can't run anything without starting bossing everyone around!” 
 “It's not my fault you're a good-for-nothing!” 
 God. It was going to be a long day. 
Sorting out the whole printing issue and the number of orders was difficult, but with a couple of stories, interactions with new followers and express delivery of the few copies you'd already had at home for months, the waters calmed down a bit. Now, in the stifling silence of your room, you wanted to run. 
 “Are you going to stare at the ceiling all night?” 
 “Maybe.” 
Yuna watched you from the bed while all you could do was stare as notifications continued to pop up on your Instagram account and your mail because the requests simply wouldn't stop, even though you had made a thousand clarifications to all the new followers. You were trying to focus on the bright side of things, regardless of whatever reasons there may have been for everything to have happened that way, but with your friend's incessant gaze lying on your bed it made it a little difficult. You knew she wanted to pierce your skull from curiosity, but you wouldn't know how you would answer her questions. 
 “Is there anything you'd like to share with the class?” 
 The tension had become a little more latent during the last few minutes, when Yuna saw a specific notification on the account. Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin had followed you. To describe your look of shock might be an understatement, and all you did for the next half hour was run across the room and throughout the house vociferating that you were living a nightmare. 
 Yuna has known all along that you had never been a fan of the siamese or their clan of friends, but she never knew why exactly. You had to tell her that you weren't interested in fashion, that you didn't like the kind of music Jungkook made, that hip-hop was never your thing, that you weren't interested in dilfs and you weren't interested in dance either. You had to tell her that all the things you once did with them didn't matter to you because it was painful, even if it was hard to accept.
 You couldn't remember the times you would go shopping at the small mall in town to buy the trending clothes to put together different outfits with Taehyung and Jimin, then go try them all on at your house and invite the others and even your parents to do an impromptu runway show. You couldn't remember how the genre of music that Jungkook and you listened to all the time on his iPod and your MP3 player was the same one that his entire music career focuses on. You couldn't remember the nights when Yoongi would share his writings with you and you would help him compose a song or two on the piano when he felt brave enough. Or the times when you would accompany Hoseok to his workouts and then watch him create dance routines to his favorite songs while Jungkook sang in the background. You also didn't want to remember the times when Namjoon and Seokjin would sponsor their trips and give everyone gifts without expecting anything in return. 
You couldn't remember those things. It was too much to bear for such a weak heart. 
“What do you want to know?” you sighed, your body sliding on the chair as the notifications grew. 
“How did all this happen?” 
“Why do you think I have an answer for that?” 
Yuna clicked her tongue, sitting on the bed with the cell phone still in her hands, still staring at the notification that snapped her out of her sanity. 
“It's just… this is all unbelievable, magnificent and unreal. But how come you're not so excited about what happened?” Yuna slid across the sheets, to be right in front of you, but you refused to look away from the computer. Every time you thought you had overcome and grown around everything that happened so many years ago, something would pop up to remind you that you still had a long way to go. Maybe the nostalgia was strong, but so was the anger. “Regardless of how things turned out, because I know you're not as big a fan as me, this opens a million doors for you and I don't know why you're not celebrating it like we are.” 
 “It's…complicated.” 
 “I don't think so. Tell me.” 
Yuna was unstoppable when she wanted to get answers out, but besides the obvious, of course there was something else that bothered you and kept you from enjoying this boom so much. 
 “It's just that all of this doesn't feel like it was a product of my effort,” you began, letting your gaze wander over the desk. The copies of your books you kept for yourself, the first ones you'd ever printed several years ago, lay there, as tattered as your failed accomplishment. “It doesn't feel like an achievement that my work had exploded thanks to a celebrity whose fans would buy even the toilet paper he uses. A lot of those people won't even read the book. They will just buy it and take a picture of it to say that they have the same book that the great Kim Taehyung read. Many of those books will never have a life, they will just be dust collectors and be reminders that all this did not happen because of my effort.” 
“What the fuck are you blabbering about? Of course it's the fruit of your effort! Of course you deserve it!” Yuna got up from the bed and moved the chair around the back to leave you in front of her disgruntled and almost offended face. You could see the words drawn in her face. “You worked so many years to pull this off and after so many bumps you finally can! You deserve to have what you wanted so badly. This recognition will last just the same because many other people will read them and love them and they may not be many, but you will form a solid foundation as time goes on with people who will be truly unconditional and supportive and that will grow over time. Don't look at this so negatively, maybe you skipped a couple of steps, but you had every right to. It was what you deserved after all the effort and dedication you put into this project for so many years.” 
 Yuna didn't hesitate for a second. Her very serious expression sent a shiver down your spine and you could tell from her furrowed brow that she really was angry at your perception. Perhaps she was right, but without knowing the full background of this specific situation, you were only left to shake your head in assent and send her a grateful smile. 
“I guess you're right,” you lifted a shoulder, turning your gaze back to your mail notifications.
“Of course I am!” the smile returned to her face and it didn't take long for her to look back down at her phone with sparkling eyes. “Now that we got the emotional charge out of the way, would you mind telling me how you know Taehyung?” 
Your breathing stopped for a second and you cursed yourself because it sounded too loud as you almost choked on your own saliva. 
“Oh?” 
Play fucking dumb. 
“What, did you think I wasn't going to notice? He wrote it crystal clear.” 
Yuna wasn't even looking at you, too focused on running her finger over the row of notifications. Her nonchalant demeanor only caused you to panic more. It was as if she had caught you red-handed. 
One of the best writers I've ever met in my life, damn you Kim Taehyung. 
“Ah… I didn't… I didn't really know him so let's just say…”
“He couldn't have said that for nothing, don't you think? No celebrity would do that unless it was a person they hold in deep regard.” 
Yuna had just caught you totally off guard. Maybe you should've focused a lot more on what Taehyung had written before you blocked his user from your personal account and threw the phone in the bottom of your drawer the night before and tried hard not to think about the rest for the rest of the night and all that day. 
“It's just that… uhm… we studied at the same school. But for a short time actually. I don't even remember it well actually, ha, ha.” 
Your laugh came out too constrained under your friend's narrow-eyed stare. You knew you'd have a hard time convincing her because you were a lousy liar. 
“You know, it always struck me as odd that you weren't a fan. Taehyung and Jimin are like the two extremes of your ideal type.” 
“Whaaaat?”
“And Jungkook's music is literally the kind of music you listen to, you just don't listen to his. All the other artists in the same genre you do listen to.”
“That has nothing to do with…” 
“And even your parents don't claim to know Kim Seokjin when your mother was literally a nurse. She probably worked with him.” 
“What does that have to do…?”  
“And your brother is a hip-hop fan. How come he doesn't listen to Agust D? He's the best rapper of the last few decades and he's been trending for a long time.” 
“…” 
At what fucking moment? 
“And all of them, plus Hobi and Namjoon, they all went to the same school. They're all friends. And you say you went to school with Taehyung?” 
“Ahm… well, yes, but it's not like I would have met the others.” 
Yuna looked at you, really looked you straight in the eyes as if that way she could tell what it was you were hiding or as if that solved all her guesses. It was impossible for her not to figure it out if she had already tied up all the damn loose ends. 
Since the boys had left one by one, clearly your family was the first to realize how much their departures had affected you. In the beginning there was communication and all, but when Jungkook was the last to leave you lost any kind of link with them completely. You never knew exactly what happened because no matter how hard you tried to contact them you couldn't, not even your parents could talk to the boys' parents. Perhaps they had simply grown up, matured, completely forgetting about their ordinary life in that town. 
They seemed to have disappeared from the planet. 
Until your family moved to the capital. Jungkook was just starting out as an idol, but he had an amazing debut. He had captivated the entire audience and was too successful almost from the second one. It was a torment to watch them grow professionally little by little because, although you were happy for their achievements and all, you couldn't forget that they had basically abandoned you. And your parents and Seojun had noticed. They had noticed how much seeing them all over the place was bumming you out, so unreachable when at one point they were all in your living room eating your mother's delicious kimchi and listening to your father's anecdotes. Everyone was affected by their departures, but clearly no one as much as you. 
That's why, of course, your parents and brother had made a silent vow to keep all media about the boys away from you, because they didn't even talk about it by accident in the house, at least not when you were present. 
“It must be a huge coincidence…” Yuna continued and only at that moment did you realize how much you got into your head. Your vision slightly blurred. “I shouldn't accuse you of anything for things like that, should I? What nonsense.” 
You were probably as white as a sheet of paper. 
“Yeah, it would be too weird… ha, ha.” 
God, you had to stop letting out those giggles when you were nervous. 
“Anyway, should we order fried chicken for dinner?” 
“I think I heard mom say she was going to make japchae.” 
“Ohhhhhh, Mrs. l/n's japchae is delicious!” 
You let out a laugh watching your friend spring up from the bed and head for the door. She stopped halfway out and pointed her index finger at you. 
“Don't tell my mom I said that.” 
You made a gesture to zipper your mouth shut and Yuna finally left. 
The previous conversation had been so tense that you already felt tired and ready to sleep at seven o'clock at night. Really the whole day had been so heavy for everyone that you didn't know how the lights in the house were still on. For now, you couldn't do anything else, even if orders continued to come in, now everything depended on the printer and how fast the books would come out, so you would have to wait. 
Maybe you should rest. You had asked your boss for the day off, but tomorrow you would have to continue working hard. Regardless of the incredible growth you'd had, you couldn't let your work go to waste. 
Tomorrow would be a new day. A quieter one, preferably. 
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a/n: i'll try to have ready part 3 for next week! see you on june 13 at 11:59 pm - GMT5 time!
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ezher · 9 months ago
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OMG IM SO GLAD SOMEONE WRITES MALE READER I BE STRUGGLING TO FIND THEM
can I request the sbg crew with a big brother figure who's like a year or two older then them?
Have a great day 💖
Father Hen
Gender: Male
Genre: Fluff with angst
Summary: a daily life with m/n who has to take care of his juniors!
Additional details: M/n has a license and rides a motor.
Warnings: Character death(the reader),swearing, also not really character death he “dies” in phantom world
A/n: I hope i made it to your liking (TvT)
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The first time the crew met m/n was when he volunteered to keep in watch of a group during their trip in savannah. He heard that they’ll give extracurricular points to whoever volunteers, he didn’t hesitate volunteering. And so he introduced himself to them.
It would be a lie if he said he didn’t have a fun time. They went to all kind of attractions and tried some local foods, he insisted on paying the food despite being almost broke. Though sometimes he had to deal with Aiden wandering around unconsciously. He had to keep him on guard because he might get lost. Another is that Tyler and Aiden keeps bickering with eachother.
Now to the sorrel weed house, he noticed how off Ashlyn acted. Constantly covering her ears and she looked tense. Out of instincts he went and asked her if she’s alright, she was about to reply when she looked horrified while looking behind him. He looked back and immediately looked away, wtf was that thing?!
Ashlyn seemed shock when she noticed he can also see it. He was about to question her when Logan looked scared and told us to look from behind. He did and boy..when I tell you that thing’s mouth stink as hell. Once it moved he quickly pushed Ashlyn behind me before it felt like the world shifted and it disappeared. He didn’t notice the throbbing pain in his arm and worried about Ashlyn more. After that they left the house and went to the motel they were assigned to go after.
He thought he was just hallucinating until I woke up to screaming from the girl’s ran and quickly ran over there. That thing was back and it tried to attack them. They formed a plan before quickly distracting the monster so that the others can escape in time to the next room. The monster was catching up to him before Ashlyn told him to move away and shoved the cart to it, Aiden being the maniac he is picked a spray bottle before spraying it.
That kid was playing with death because he suggested that they can probably fight them all. The whole situation was a mess and stressful, Tyler had an outburst after because Ashlyn didn’t tell the others about it. His hand was throbbing in pain from before but thankfully Ben knew how to patch people up because of Aiden, not much of a surprise..
Ashlyn suggested that they should take turns on keeping the place guarded, m/n being the responsible person he is suggested he should go first so that they can sleep. He was a bit surprised when everyone gathered around him and slept beside or on him. Said that they can sleep better knowing someone can protect them.
When he woke up he expected to wake up with everyone surrounding him but he was on the bed in the motel, in his room with Logan,Tyler,and Ben. Immediately he felt dizzy and vomited in the bathroom, not good..
He lied to the teachers that it was probably something they ate yesterday and went back home. He thought it was just gonna be a one time thing until it happened again but he woke up in his bed. After that he confronted the group about it and got added into a gc so that they could communicate better.
Slowly he started hanging out with them more, often at lunch or study sessions with them. Considering he’s in a higher grade he won’t be in the same classes with them but him and the others make an effort to meet up. As harsh to admit but the group was much more fun to hang out instead of the group with kids in his age. And although he felt like a mother Hen taking care of it’s chicks. He enjoyed their company nonetheless.
The group warmed up to him and often call him “brother/big bro” as a joke since he’s older. They would often go to him to either hang out,annoy him,or rant to him about their problems. Even though he’s older, they get protective tendencies with him. So does he, mess with him then you mess with the group as well. One time when he found out Logan was getting bullied by Barron, he got suspended because he decided to beat the shit out of Barron. The group visited him at his house to hang out with him.
He love those idiots and they love him. He’d do anything to protect them, heck even if he risks his life. They matter to him more than anything, and he can’t fathom what would happen if they get hurt. But…it’s also a problem for him.
‘Fuck it’s catching up, at this point it will get us..!’ He thought while riding his motorcycle, he watched the jeep infront of him trying to lose the centipede phantom. He looked to his right and noticed deserted field with large rocks ‘That’s it!’
He quickly sped his motor up and caught up with the others before driving beside Ashlyn who looked scared and worried “Ashlyn i need you to keep moving forward, don’t look back!”
Ashlyn looked at him with confused and worried eyes “What? Why-what about you?!”
“Just keep going, I’ll catch up!” He slowed his motor and went to the deserted filled before trying to catch the phantom’s attention using his motor “HEYYYY, OVER HERE!!! RIGHT HERE, COME AND GET ME FAT ASS UGLY SHIT!!!”
The others looked at m/n with worry in their eyes, Taylor tried to persuade Ashlyn to go back for him and convince him to with them instead. Ashlyn stayed quiet, not bothering to wipe her tears as she watch m/n basically doing some that is considered suicide. Tyler and Ben had to hold Taylor so that she won’t try and get out of the moving vehicle. Ashlyn watch from the back view mirror as m/n hurriedly drives away with the centipede running after him. Logan watched with horror in his eyes as he watch a friend he considers as a brother, deal with a phantom centipede on his own with a high possibility that he’ll die.
“M/N, M/N PLEASE RESPOND TO US!!!” Taylor shouted, currently the others were in the deserted filled looking for m/n. Aiden looked at Ashlyn who looked worried and guilty, guilty because she abandoned m/n despite yelling her to never look back.
“Don’t worry, I’m sure he’s fine.” Aiden tried to comfort her until he heard Taylor let out a worried call for m/n and running to a direction. The others watch in horror by the scene, m/n covered by rocks probably because of the phantom. His head was bleeding, he was bleeding everywhere. His eyes looked lifeless, body was limp with no sign of movement at all. The others snapped back to reality before helping Taylor move the rocks from m/n. Ben hurriedly tried and patch up m/n before he could lose any more blood. He checked for a pulse, it was faint but still there they still had a ch-
Seven hours was up and everyone hurried looked at m/n whose eyes were wide, iris was block and his body was shaking and trembling like he was having a seizure. They quickly informed their parents and took him to the hospital where they treated him.
A few hours went by and the others were worried, Ashlyn had explained the situation to his dad and the other parents. The other parents had a hard time believing but due to how serious and angry Tyler & Taylor looked like when they yelled at them, they decided to believe them. They were discussing what they should do to help them until they heard nurses scurrying into the lobby.
“I need to and find-guys!” M/n yelled at the group, Taylor being the first one to stand up and tackled him into a hug. The others following suit, Taylor cried the most. Ashlyn cried too which was surprising but m/n quickly comforted her. He stood up and noticed that m/n’s parents was there looking-well..glaring at him.
He walked towards them before looking at the ground in shame, he was about to apologize until his father engulfed him in a hug “You should’ve told us..we would never judge you.”
His mother following suit “Oh my sweet boy, you must’ve been so scared and afraid..”
He sniffled before breaking down, allowing him to release all the pressure and stress he’s been holding up throughout the situation. All they had to do now was deal with the phantoms..
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whinesandwhimpers · 1 year ago
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pervy rudy who fucks eith innocent recruit reader jrkfirjr
please
obligatory note that im sorry its late <3
cw; drugging, noncon, somno, last one mentions pregnancy
perv!rudy who watches you in the training room straddle the other recruit you just took down, your hands holding their wrists beside their head and you've got a little smug smile on your face, chest heaving slightly. rudy can feel himself getting hard and has to excuse himself to go jerk off to that mental image of you on top
perv!rudy is careless and almost gets caught; stealing your panties, watching you shower, and un/dress, taking photos and videos of you—he spends his free time fucking his fist to those, especially the video of you soaping your tits up
perv!rudy who cums in your moisturiser, the one you use daily. he watches from the doorway to the communal bathroom as you apply it to your face
perv!rudy leaving a pair of your missing panties, filled with his dried cum, on your bed to return them to you <3 he sneakily watches how you pick them up then immediately throw them away in horror when you realise whats on them, he's quite sad you don't seem to like his gift :(
perv!rudy is more mean and sulky the next day, he pushes you and the other recruits harder, makes you run laps, leaves you tired and sore, he almost feels bad for pushing you but you shouldve appreciated his gift more
perv!rudy brings you drugged water after he's done being mean, saying you need to stay hydrated. you drink it all then excuse yourself. he follows you back to your room and slips inside watching you immediately fall asleep when you lie down, drugs in full effect
perv!rudy takes his time undressing you since you won't be waking anytime soon. leaving kisses and hickeys all over your skin. a few bites here and there. he licks over all the marks, spits on your pussy after he pulls your panties off, relishing in finally getting an up close view of what he's been imagining fucking for weeks
perv!rudy plays with your tits and eats you out for a while. enjoys your pretty pussy and how you're getting wet even while out of it. thinks that you must know its him and you want him too. he fucks your mouth a little before hes slapping your clit with his thick cock, running it up and down your slit. he lines it up with your wet hole and pushes in to the hilt in one fast motion. he's not exactly gentle either, tight grip on your hips, pounding into you. knows your hips will bruise, knows you'll feel it all tomorrow. loves that fact
perv!rudy letting out a deep noise when he feels your pussy cum around his cock before hes filling you up with his first load of the night
perv!rudy who spends the next few hours cumming in your holes and all over you, your tits, stomach, back, your face, in your hair. hes thoroughly spent when he's finished and too tired to leave so he falls asleep on you with his cock still in you
to say you're scared and confused when you wake up is an understatement but you cant do anything with your sergeant major still inside you, still on top of you, still with his arms wrapped around you. and so much stronger than you
and perv!rudy replaced your birth control with duds a few weeks ago, wanting to make you the mother of his children, he hopes all his efforts will take but he can fuck you as many times as he needs <3
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deeplyobsessed · 1 month ago
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ok so i’m gonna ramble in sections
section 1: cgi moustache
FUCKING HILARIOUS like it was so bad it was funny HELP also buck’s hair was season 8 hair too it’s so funny like WHY did they reuse this HAHA
section 2: confession part 1
as short of a scene as it was, this was really nicely shot imo. and the tears in eddie’s eyes when he spoke like RYAN GUZMAN UR SO GOOD. but also how does buck (best friend) rank about girlfriend like hmmmmmmm
section 3: FUCKING ABBY
I CLOCKED IT I KNEW IT i know we always joke about 911 having continuity issues but THIS was such a good way to call back season 1 like insane writing tim minear and i love u for it
section 4: the divorce call
i wish they did more with this call like there was potential to call back to eddie/shannon but they didn’t. other than that i think honestly this is one of the grossest calls they’ve ever been on like genuinely icked the hell out of me with the guts like ugh gross
section 5: josh’s speech
as much as people hate on tommy, i do think josh’s explanation of things does give some sort of context to the way tommy acted in the past. like yeah racism and sexism is bad don’t get me wrong, but tommy did make an effort to change. it’s just that with society and his own work place back then, tommy prob had a lot of internalised homophobia that he expressed negatively outward to others (chim and hen in particular). but josh made a very good point with his speech about pre glee and post glee world (great reference, 10/10) and i think this was one of my favourite parts of this episode
section 6: confession part 2
ok first of all there was literally NO NEED to add that “im straight” “im celibate” part. like that was intentionally written into the script for something bcos that entire section could have been done without the sexuality mention. tim minear i see you. other than that FATHER BRIAN YOU ARE SPEAKING FACTS. my fav line he said was “but we can’t take care of others if we don’t first take care of ourselves”. bcos this is true!! and also a line used in therapy a lot cough. anyway i think the conversation eddie had with the priest was like a wake up call to eddie to start getting his head out of his ass and start working towards something. love this scene 10/10
section 7: brothers and pipes
most of this call was focused on the brothers part more than the well scene call back, tho there was a throw away line from bobby to eddie about how (eddie) wouldn’t fit this time. i do wonder if this happened irl would fire departments legally be authorised to allow children to help with rescues tho. otherwise honestly this was a very cute scene that helped chim get some introspection. i do wish there was more of a well scene call back tho :(
section 8: buck tommy breakup
as a buddie fan, i am overjoyed. but as a buck fan, i am devastated. tommy is actually one of my favourite love interests for buck, and its not just because he’s a dude and sexual awakening all that. i genuinely do think buck and tommy could have had a lot of potential if the show had decided to go through with it, but at the same time ending it here was also a relatively good note. i think in this relationship it wasn’t actually buck who wasn’t ready, it was tommy. tommy is afraid of things not working out in the long run bcos he doesn’t believe in buck’s affection for him being long term. this whole breakup was bcos tommy wasn’t ready imo. i do see the point tommy was trying to make but i also think it was a bit of a dick move to do the whole breakup immediately after buck asked tommy to move in with him. like the timing could have been better tommy. tommy being the one who decided to end things did surprise me tho. but now i feel really sad for buck bcos buck did like tommy a lot, and also as a queer person your first queer relationship is always going to mean a lot to you
section 9: MADNEY MADNEY MADNEY
HOLY MOTHER OF- i didn’t see this coming i didn’t but i am so here for it. the amount of trust and communication between chim and maddie is literal relationship GOALS like they lay out the boundaries and have healthy discussions about having another kid and it’s just so UGHHHH I LOVE YOU also maddie already being pregnant FJSJCKSK MORE BABIES
section 10: eddie, the moustache, and the dance
this. was. everything. the significance of shaving off the moustache. the dancing at the end?? no pants too was a choice. like when eddie flops back onto the couch and you see his smile, it’s like you truly see him deciding to finally forgive himself. maybe not completely, because there’s always going to be some guilt he carries around, but he’s moving forward and i’m so, so happy for him. it’s just a fun goofy feel good scene and i love love love this.
special mention: buddie and the couch
i actually think this is the first time both of them are on the couch together. like sitting next to each other with no one else. RETURN OF THE COUCH THEORY WELCOME BACK. ok but the ending scene?? the way they don’t even need words to communicate like- buck not even bothering to question why eddie doesn’t have pants, and eddie not even questioning why buck is here with beer in the first place. the level of mutual understanding has my HEART IN PIECES
overall this is honestly my fav ep this season and one of my fav eps of all time. i can’t wait to see how the story moves on from here ahhhhhhh
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enid-rhees · 2 years ago
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hi ! i was wondering if you could write something for maggie? maybe helping her take care of hershel when she’s busy leading hilltop🫶 im sorry if this is vague i just love your writing</3
hi anon !! don’t apologize and thank you so much :] !! i hope you enjoy !! i wasn’t sure if you wanted reader and Maggie to be in a relationship or not so i hope this is okay!
warnings: none except there’s like one paragraph that mentions Glenn’s death, other than that there are none!
A/N: hope you all enjoy this new story! if you’d like to request, all info is in pinned :) i have another request i am currently working on so that should be done either late tonight or tomorrow ! (Dead City is tomorrow !!!!)
it was busy today. with Maggie officially leading Hilltop, everyone was hard at work doing everything she asked. the community was great though, it was clear everyone preferred Maggie over Gregory.
she was doing an amazing job. you admired her from afar, watching her talk to everyone with a smile on her face.
you never doubted Maggie and her abilities. this was something that was made for her to do. you knew Hilltop was going to be great as long as she was in charge.
when she spotted you, a smile made its way to her face as she walked towards you, Hershel in her arms.
“hey, pretty.” she greeted. “hey,” you smiled back. “would you be able to take Hershel inside for a bit and keep him company? it’s getting busy out here, and i don’t want him in this heat for much longer.”
you took Hershel out of her arms, “of course. just in your office?” she nodded, “yeah. all his toys are in there.”
before you walked off, she stopped you. “thank you for doing this. really. it’s been really amazing having your help around here.” she told you.
you put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it lightly. “you’re doing incredible work around here, Maggie. everything is coming into place. i’m happy to help in any way.”
she pressed a kiss to your head before you took off back into the building. you laid a blanket on the ground and set Hershel down on it.
you got down on the floor with him, picking up a little rattle toy. he giggled when you shook it, reaching for it. you smiled at how his face lit up.
he grabbed onto it, shaking it hard. “you like that toy?” you hummed, you received a noise in response. he then reached both his hands out to you again and whined. “oh, i see. you just wanna be held.”
you picked him up and placed him on your lap as he continued to play with the toy. “definitely got that from your mother.” you joked.
he continued to play with the toys surrounding him as you slowly rocked him side to side. after a while, he began to quietly cry.
you coo’d, “ah, i think it’s time for you to eat, little guy.” on Maggie’s desk sat a bottle. you stood up with him in your arms and grabbed the bottle.
as you brought it down he grabbed onto it and started to eat. you slowly walked around the room while he eat, reading the spines of books on shelves as you passed by them.
after a few minutes, you noticed Hershel had gone silent, you looked down, he was still holding the bottle, but he was now fast asleep.
you chuckled, carefully taking the bottle out of his hands to try not to wake him and setting it back down on the desk. he looked so peaceful in your arms.
Hershel had grown to be comfortable with you, ever since you and Maggie started to see each more often and you offering to stay with her in Hilltop. you were the one who took him anytime Maggie needed a small break.
you weren’t regretful of your decision either. leaving Alexandria might’ve been a huge change, but it was better for both Maggie and Hershel. you wanted everything to be close to perfect for them.
after Glenn’s death, you tried everything to be there for Maggie. driving her back and forth between Alexandria and Hilltop for ultrasound scans and just normal checkups, being the first person she would see in the morning asking if she needed anything.
you sat on the couch, closing your eyes as well as Hershel napped on your chest. before you could fully fall asleep, the door opened. Maggie walked in, making you smile.
she aww’d at the sight, moving to sit next to you. “he wore you out?” she asked with a laugh. “not really. the second he fell asleep i started getting tired too. he has like a special power with that.”
Maggie laughed again, admiring the sight of you two. “thank you again for helping out today.” she said softly. “it’s no problem, really. i’ll always be here to help.”
she planted a kiss to your cheek, laying her head on your shoulder. you looked down at her, “y’know if you want, all three of us could totally take a nap upstairs right now.”
she laughed again, “yeah. that sounds nice.”
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corpseontheloose · 1 year ago
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Cookies|Adam Stanheight x fem!reader
Warnings:Adam not having a great past
Genre: romance
Summary: Christmas with his roommate turned out to be the night of their first kiss
A/N: SINCE CHRISTMAS IS COMING I THOUGHT ABOUT MAKING A FANFIC WITH ADAM ABOUT THIS. But I also have an announcement. If you want to change the storyline of this story, I made a Character.AI bot with him! Enjoy!! And by the way, I used "make your choice" line from Jigsaw's tapes to incorporate Saw in this story. Ugh this is so bad 😭 im sorry
♡♡♡
A shared apartment with cheap utilities and expensive rent. Water sometimes running cold, the power sometimes going off, leaving both Adam and his roommate in complete darkness. Tonight was different. They were both hanging Christmas lights up, up on the wall and sorts of decorations on the ceiling, and around the house. A cold December night was coming upon them, but they wanted to feel the Christmas mood even in this shithole place.
"I think we did good. It screams 'broke people'"
Adam's voice was faintly soft, ragged almost,like he's been having a sore throat for a few days without any treatment. But he didn't. He was just tired and out of breath after spending half of his day thinking about how to rearrange their apartment and another half of day actually doing so. Of course, with the help of Y/N, who had more vision about designing.
"I think we did great actually! And on time, too. Before Christmas Eve is a new record in my book"
Their house was lit with the basic green and red pigments, blue and yellow and sometimes even orange mixing through the other hanged wires on their walls. Some cotton scattered around the living room, imitating snow, because they couldn't afford any fake snow supplies and a small, flowerpot-sized tree resting on top of the coffee table.
The TV was broadcasting 'Home Alone' in the background at a low volume enough to catch their awareness from time to time and lose their attention at the scenes while embracing the Christmas spirit with their home, and end up yelling at each other for misplacing the socks or almost burning the place down after using a lighter to wake up old, half melted candles.
"Where's the snow globe?"
Y/N asked, moving her head left and right looking for the one thing she still holds dear from her family. It was special, in her own way. Although she owned a few more in her parent's house, this was the only one she took from there in case she won't make it until Christmas to their house.
Y/N would often spend Christmas with her family,but after she moved in, for being 'independent', there were days when phone calls and text messages were less and less due to busy days and lack of time. And she called before Christmas, asked if they want to spend Christmas with her, but this time Y/N's family decided on a trip to other relatives. Y/N declined the offer, and assured that she's going to spend Christmas in her apartment with her dear roommate, Adam.
"It's in the box. We still have a few lights in there, too. And a mistletoe. Where do I put those?"
Adam, on the other hand, did not communicate with his family that much. Barely any messages, calls almost none at all. Their relationship was different from Y/N and her parents. After the age of 20,he tried to make a living on his own, running away from so called 'family' that was not so kind to him in his childhood years. He ran away from every single problem, and never looked back. And even after so much time, there's still a hole in his chest, wishing he could fix everything with his relatives and go back in his mother's arms for one more hug. His flip phone would get voice mails from his brother as well, but he cut off any contact with them whatsoever. Never replied back, but always listened to them.
"I'll take care of them. Can you check the cookies?"
Y/N says, grabbing the snow globe and mistletoe, stealing a look for a few seconds at Adam. He gave her a quick nod, muffling a 'mhm' and went straight to the kitchen. The smell of fresh baked cookies flooded his lungs, almost as intoxicating as the smell of cigarettes he was smoking from time to time.
The little kid in him was inpatient to taste those goodies that him and Y/N prepared through the midday just to have something to snack on during the nights of December. A plate was already filled with the baked dough, but they were still cooling down, so Adam couldn't put his hands on them even if he wanted to. Which, surely, he would've if he could.
Both Adam and Y/N were surprised to learn that they had enough money for ingredients, but they weren't complaining. It was heartwarming, even.
"I think they're almost done"
He says from the kitchen, making Y/N's ears twitch at the thought of another plate full of chocolate chip cookies that they will munch on later in the evening.
"Hold on a second!"
She replies, struggling to keep the mistletoe straight.
Y/N was a very bad hider of secrets, especially secret feelings for a person, but she was certain that Adam had absolutely zero idea of her liking the way his hair sat on his forehead, or how his voice was cutting her breath whenever he was around. She was certain, because Adam wasn't the smartest being either. Sure,he was smart, but romance was never his thing. That's why most of his relationships failed. He had a hard time controlling his anger.
So he found himself alone, in a silent apartment, taking pictures of strangers and living off of his client's money. That until Y/N showed up and helped him with rent and loneliness. Especially loneliness. Now the empty fridge was somehow not so empty whenever his money ran out. Nor the sad living room that was now filled with laughter most of the times of the day. He had someone to complain about broken tapes and rude customers and someone who actually listened while he did so.
So, as much as an anger issued person he was, someone found good in him and was there for him. And vice versa, of course.
♡♡♡
"Man, these cookies? They're the best. I never tasted such sugary treats before. The ones from the supermarket are shit"
Both of them laughed at Adam's statement, which wasn't false at all. Supermarket cookies were tasteless and most likely out of date too.
"I'm glad you like them. To be honest, I was skeptical about baking them. My mom taught me how to do so, but I failed almost all my attempts. Except once or twice when I actually got the recipe right"
"Nah, they're perfect. Soft and crunchy at the same time? And so much flavour. Mixed with warm milk is just the cherry on top, really"
Y/N giggled as she took another cookie and dipped it in her own mug of milk and swallowed the snack, happily. Her cheeks were now crimson red at Adam's compliments, but she chose to ignore it and continue the movie they were watching.
'Home Alone' was a classic, but almost too boring for them. It was cold too. The outside was covered in white snow, and the windows were now losing their purpose after being covered by tiny snowflakes that were constantly falling from the sky. Twilight was not helping either, and the street lights were now just shiny, smudged dots on the glass.
But It was cold. The heater wasn't exactly the best either,but the couch was cozy. So slowly, both of them found themselves shifting closer and closer to each other. It was like a magnetic experience going on.
"Where did you put the mistletoe?"
Adam asked, his gaze following Y/N's lips and eyes, right after. She turned around and faced him, then pointed at the gap between kitchen and living room. And there it was, a tiny mistletoe, hanging with the other shiny lights, waiting for its purpose to be met.
"Why? Do you want to kiss someone tonight?"
Y/N's joke caught Adam in full act. She continued to dip her cookies in milk after speaking those words, which forced Adam to fall in a small silence while rolling his eyes. He smiled, moving his eyes back to the movie and the food.
"Maybe. Maybe I had in plan to take it with me on a date tonight"
This time, Y/N felt her heart cracking at his words. He never mentioned anything about a date, and was sure that they would spend Christmas together... Like two broke rats in a cage,eating cookies until they're full and laugh at cliché scenes in Christmas movies.
"You're not going anywhere, Adam. Otherwise I'd know about this 'mysterious date'. You can't keep a darn secret"
The room fell into silence again. Adam was gripping onto the couch's material while anxiously chewing on his cookie, trying to decide whether he spills whatever he has to say, or stay silent like a coward. The candles were burning across the room, the sound of melting wax tickling Adam's ears and pressured him even more, while the Christmas lights were pulsing over his hands. He started feeling hot out of sudden.
'Make your choice' was silently pushing him in his mind.
"Or maybe...I wanted to kiss you"
He whispered, turning his head to Y/N and completely losing interest in the other two activities, such as eating or watching the movie. Y/N blinked at Adam as her heart starts booming in her chest. His eyes met hers and, somehow, Y/N felt herself floating.
"I'm so done with your jokes, Adam. They cause me a heart attack"
She answers, her side smile showing off in the corner of her lips. But Adam stayed serious, his eyes desperately searching for a place to rest, but instead they were roaming around Y/N's features. He was begging with his eyes for one kiss. He was pleading.
"Adam..."
That's when Y/N realises that he's serious about his words, and without a minute more, she closed her eyes and took his lips on hers. The sweet remainings from the cookies were tasting on their tongues, as well as the cigarette Adam smoked a while before he joined Y/N on the couch.
And even without a mistletoe, Adam's plan was coming true.
Because he fell in love with a girl that was never meant to mean anything in the first place, just a simple roommate that helped him with groceries and rent. But he fell in love hard. It was almost uncontrollable. And she did the same.
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princescar · 1 month ago
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Gonna talk about my favorite song (Android Girl) as my favorite ship ever (Matsunashi) dont mind me (I need it, my life has been HELL this past week)
Im going to do my fave Eng cover lyrics first, then im gonna pull the two choruses and the second verse from the official eng translation. Also im gonna look at this song from the perspective of my boy Yasuke.
[let's make a paradise for only us two,
can you believe i ended up with you?
"c'mon and stay, you never come around..."
this jealous give and take make memories we hate so you can sing out loud]
I feel like this is a FANTASTIC beginning, not only for the actual song, but to establish Matsushima. They were each others WORLD, they wanted to live their entire life with the other. But its also that give and take. They sacrifice so much of themselves for the other and they still feel unbalanced, especially with how Yasuke constantly feels used but acknowledges that Junko was always there when nobody else was. This also gives Yasuke the need to keep Ryoko at arms length, unsuccessfully.
[hurting me, hurting you, over and over
we said we would stop, but it was all talk, a lie to one another
we hide the truth with wordplay and rhyme
a secret language you won't get just by looking into our eyes]
This truly represents both Yasuke's constant cruel words, and sometimes actions, but also Junko's need to inflict despair onto the ones she loves. But at the same time, its their game. Its their way of communicating with one another. Yasuke says that it took up until the tragedy to realize how obsessed with despair Junko actually was, and to me that reads as though he viewed her inflicting despair onto him like how he inflicts cruel words onto her. He never truly means those things, and he thought Junko didn’t either. Its their secret game, their language.
[this love that has slowly rotted away
hidden by the delusion tax we pay
wake up, hey!
when will you realise?]
Not much here, but I definitely see this as Yasuke realizing that their love is no way healthy, and he wants her to recognize that. Even though they will never do anything to fix it.
[android girl, you're making me lose my mind!
i don't know who you are anymore its as if you were never mine
yet i, yet
i believed in you all this time]
Yasuke losing his mind by the end of Dr0, all thanks to Junko (AKA Android Girl). By the end, he literally feels like he never knew her and that she was just using him for her own benefit. Even when all HIS feelings were genuine. He spent most of his life truly believing that Junko loved him, and that belief is totally shattered by the time he dies.
[android girl, how long have i felt this way?
the kiss i shared with you was so painful that it took my breath away
i know, although
we restart, we fall apart together, what we have will drag on in this way forever!]
I see the first lyric both as how long has Yasuke loved her, but also how long has he hated her. I can see him asking himself when resentment began to grow and how did he manage to love a person like Junko. The kiss line also will forever remind me of the kiss scene between them, and how she uses poison in her lipstick to paralyze him. The last line, i personally prefer the translated ver, but the way Yasuke keeps trying to save both Junko AND their relationship. They are stuck in the loop of give and take. And Yasuke just wants the old her back. He wants to restart with Ryoko.
["oh gosh, you're just so cute!
what shall i do with you?"
i'm gonna puke..
these pleasantries are nice, but don't go biting more than you can chew!]
Yasuke being the little shit he is and refusing genuine affection. He keeps pushing people away, but he knows Junko can see past this, so he has no incentive to stop. Having your own mother forget and start to hate you has GOT to affect your self esteem in some way, and his constant isolation is a clear sign of that.
[make it stop, make it stop, there's so much guilt and regret,
i don't get how i can forget and start to hope again
and we haven't even come to the end
so much for promising "together forever", we aren't even friends!]
I see this as him regretting both the things he did to protect Junko, but also him betraying her by keeping her as Ryoko. He’s extremely pessimistic and constantly worries about everything, he cant just forget about everything and start living a normal life with her. Also the fact they it isn’t over, he still has things to cover up for Junko, loose ends to tie. The last line, Junko literally promised that they would be together forever, but i find it so fascinating that he only refers to Ryoko as either his patient or his acquaintance. Despite Ryoko calling him her friend.
[is it fine to "indulge" in you again?
will i ever feel the same as i did then?
yes or no?
tell me 'cuz here we go!]
Yasuke wondering if he should allow himself to get close to Ryoko, to indulge in the old Junko he had practically lost to time. And him wondering if he will feel the same with Ryoko as he did with Junko. He’s constantly struggling to keep her away but to also protect her, he doesn’t know what HE wants from this.
[android girl, you're making me lose my mind!
i'm yours now and forever, but do you even like me deep inside?
guess i've, guess i've
been lied to this whole damn time!]
That second lyric fits soooo well. He will always be Junko's, even after shes gone, but him wondering if she even loved him to begin with, or was she just pretending. At the end, he truly believes that he had been lied to his entire life, and she never gave a damn about him.
[android girl, how long have i felt this way?
still coming after me with that knife, i guess some things will never change
and so, although
we'll restart and fall apart together, what we have will drag on in this way forever!]
Nothing much different with this one but, like. The knife line. Guys. come on.
The rest of the lyrics repeat the two choruses, but there is a lil something.
[android girl, how long have i felt this way?
the kiss i shared with you was so painful that it took my breath away
still though, still though
my ego doesn't wanna let go
i hate you more than you'll ever know!]
Yasuke hating Junko so much in the end, that he kills her for his own sake. Even though he still loves and cares for her, he cant keep going on, so he tries to end it. He doesn’t want to let get, but he has to.
God this song KILLS me. Now time for the translations.
[Android Girl, I've gone out of my mind.
You've become mine and mine alone, but "who" exactly are you?
And to think I've trusted you
all this time, all this time]
Ryoko was truly "his", but there where times he couldn’t tell what was Junko and what was Ryoko. He didnt know who she was at the beginning of chp 3, still cautious that it was Junko. He wanted no part of her to remain in Ryoko.
[Android Girl, what was my feelings for you again?
The kiss we shared hurt so badly, I had to shut down my breath
All this time, all this time
No matter how many time I reboot this love, it cant possibly change, not even by a little bit]
I prefer this last lyric over the other, mainly because its exactly what he’s doing. He’s rebooting her, over and over. But it wont change anything, no matter how hard he tries. I feel like it encapsulates his motivation sooo well.
["Gosh, how adorable
Whatever am I going to do with you?"
I've had enough of that
Gotta resize those heart-fluttering complements]
Feel like this gets the "Yasuke likes the complements but cant handle how they make him feel so rejects them" point across sooo well.
[Annoying, annoying concurrent offences
I dont even know what I'm supposed to hope for anymore
Is it still not time for the end credits yet?
"We're always together, no matter where"? Thats seriously cringey.]
I also love this one alot, just the way it expresses the way Yasuke would feel both frustrated and hopeless. He just wants this whole thing to be over and done with. Also that last line is so in character for him, you could tell me it was a line from the book and i would definitely believe you.
[Is it ok if I were to indulge myself in "sentimentalism"?
Can I wish for those days to come back?
Yes or no?
Tell me]
Nothing much, but I love how this one feels more stuck in the past. Yasuke just wants THAT Junko back, they one who made everything ok. He wants to go back to the days where he could believe that.
[Android Girl, I've gone out of my mind.
Do you love "me" now that I've become yours and yours alone?
looks like you’ve deceived me
all this time, all this time]
Yasuke wondering if Junko loved him, or having a puppet to string along.
[Android Girl, what was my feelings for you again?
How many times did you seek me out with those rust consumed arms?
all this time, all this time
No matter how many time I reboot this love, it cant possibly change, not even by a little bit]
Nothing much again, but the line change is VERY different. I do sees this as Yasuke thinking back to all the times she needed him and wondering if it was because he was the only one there and thats the only reason she did. Do like the change, but this also keeps the robotic theme with Android girl, that works well with Junko
Anyway this song drives me insane, it fits SO FUCKING well. UGHHH
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ad-hawkeye · 8 months ago
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incoming live blogging of my reread of alkaid's solitary light route for azure island. ough my god. it's so good.
“you enjoy any song i sing” followed by alkaid immediately being like oh shit what if she doesnt believe me and she thinks i’m just--
love the ominous singer third wheeling in this scene. keep it up king.
alkaid giving her his coat. ugh. weak for that trope dont @ me.
him realizing mc is scared of the singing man just bc her hand tensed up.
wordless understanding in looking and nodding at each other. god. shoot me.
hehe the radio show makes its return. mc’s mother how we missed ye…
wordless communication just by touching mc’s palm. her immediately knowing what alkaid was saying with that action. i hate couples i hate couples i hate cou
“alkaid looks at me patiently, making no attempt to press me into giving an answer - whether or not i tell him is entirely up to me” vibrates. vibrates
“can you come to my room…? “…?”
“i dont want to hide anything from alkaid” followed by mc just. explaining everything about her mother. and he just listens. and only caresses the back of her hand when she gets upset speaking.
“don’t be too hard on yourself. it’s not your fault.” that’s rich coming from mr. guilt himself! very sweet though HAHA
also alkaid being so moved by mc’s story that he spends the whole entire night gathering information from books, the police station, and his mother… then writing notes about ALL of it. just so he can try to get to the bottom of the matter.
“if you are unable to read them clearly, please let me know” okay so mr astronomy has bad handwriting? sounds typical for a stem major HAHA
alkaid telling mc what he learned from his mother about how she had been to pettman island before and how she knew about the weird phenomena.
“forget about the lighthouse. there is something more important” jump cut to mc’s room with that 'something more important' being that alkaid needs to rest. this feels exactly like alkaid’s travel event 2 where alkaid says he needs help with something urgent and that 'something urgent' being helping mc get over her art block.
touching his eyelashes is back on the menu boys!!! i love how alkaid is just. used to it by now. how often has mc done this since te2.
brushing a lock of hair behind someone’s ear is another favorite trope of mine. im going to kill alkaid for this (affectionately)
alkaid waking up the moment mc approaches him, obviously about to leave. he had a feeling mc would try to investigate shit on her own.
“between lovers, there should be no secrets” returns from white day! so cute! i also love how these two can just be totally open without any fear of judgement. even if it means telling alkaid upfront that she wants to go alone. instead of immediately getting upset, alkaid just listens to her. and wordlessly understands that he’s at high risk if he were to join.
“keep in touch with me while you’re away. and stay safe. don’t take risks” is the chad’s version of “i love you” dont @ me.
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alivingtypo · 7 months ago
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I take notes when i watch new episodes so may i introduce my completely sane and succinct thoughts while watching 7x09
911 7x09 ashes, ashes 
wheel of fortune is fun 
Starting ahhhh the medal ceremony
Buck sitting between Tommy and Eddie is insane
I’m so proud of them omg 
Bobby’s proud face
Bobby MEDAL OF VALOUR
oh no Bobby 
Oh no Bobby 
Chim and maddie are so sweet
RAVI MY BOY
Tommy and buck are cute tho 
Oh fuck 
Gerard 
Homophobic cunt 
I love when Maddie interacts with others
Bobby freaking out ahh
Oh no the mayor or whatever councilwoman 
Oh my god I’m going to lose it if she fucks with the Wilson family I’m gonna lose it 
Oh my god talk you out of something RESIGNATION FUCK I WAS RIGHT 
BOBBY RETIRING 
IM FREAKING OUT 
WHO IS GOING TO REPLACE HIM 
if they split up the 118 I’m gonna throw up 
For fucks sake Eddie
A rowboat with your dead wife’s doppelgänger
WHAT WHY YOU SEEM SO FAMILIAR
this is wild 
Eddie pull yourself together she is not your wife or your girlfriend (or your husband) 
She’s really digging right to the core of him 
Amir is back 
Athena stop breaking the law 
Athena and Amir friendship feels right 
Is Bobby gonna kill himself bc I can’t handle that 
Bobby I’m going to cry 
He’s looking at his family 
Why is the music making this so much worse
His last call with the team maybe 
Bobby calling her Mother hen then looking at buck and Eddie 
He’s dading Ravi I’m gonna cry 
He’s having a dad moment with everyone one last time 
“What are you making” Not me you” “you’re the chef tonight”
Buck being the new 118 chef I’m gonna throw up
Bobby stop it 
Buck loved Bobby’s approval 
I’m crying 
Buck is so cute god
Father son moment I’m gonna throw up 
“Here’s to seven more” 
DAD SON DATING TALK MOMENT 
IM GONNA THROW UP 
OH NO 
KIM BUCK IS SEEING KIM
BUCK WATCH OUT 
HES LIKE FUCK 
WHO DID YOU SAY YOU WERE
Would you mind giving these to him for me. Bucks gonna go to Eddie’s and it’s gonna end bad 
DIAZ HOUSE 
HES LIKE WHY IS BUCK HERE 
BACK DOOR LMAO
MIRRORING THE SHANNON AT THE FIREHOUSE SCENE FUCK
EDDIE PLS BE SO FUCKING FOR REAL
they’re gonna argue aren’t they
It’s not like we’re having an affair GURL BE REAL RN 
I’m worried about you SAME 
The Wilson’s and Hans are so sweet
I’m gonna cry I love them 
Oh no fucking councilwoman is meddling isn’t she
We’re halfway through and I’m shaking 
Kim is shocked at least he told her I guess 
But I’m not her (pls let this be the end of it) 
Ok at lease he’s apologising 
Pls tell her you have a girlfriend
I want Marisol to walk in 
Eddie pls go to therapy
I think she was (the love of my life) girl rose coloured glasses 
Unfinished business
Omg he’s gonna say everything to her for closure (and then Marisol can walk in) 
Amir at the grant Nash house
I’m sweating 
Amir and councilwoman team up would end the world
Amir getting very angry Bobby is gonna lose it 
Oh no Bobby and Athena fight 
Getting your affairs in order oh my god no 
Bobby therapy pls 
Bobby baby 
Bobby and Athena are so sweet together
Pls communicate losers
Councilwoman I’m gonna fight you 
If councilwoman swoops in and takes Mara I’m gonna throw up 
She’s gonna ruin everything I’m gonna throw up
This is so fucked up
I’m gonna throw up
This is so fucked 
I’m gonna fight the councilwoman
Eddie oh god is that Marisol 
WHAT THE FUCK 
SHES DRESSED UO AS SHANNON WHAT 
OK SO MAYBE FOR CLOSURE BUT THIS IS FUCKED 
THE PSYCHOLOGICAL DAMAGE
he’s going for it 
Ok this is fucked but also kinda sweet
If they end up in bed I’m suing 
Go to therapy 
This is fucked 
I want Marisol to walk in 
YESSS 
CHRIS NO 
Bobby’s fucking house 
Pls 
Why is his dad in the kitchen ok dream ok 
Bobby mental break 
NOT THE BOOK 
ALL THE PEIPLE YOU DIDNT SAVE
YOU WERE A CHILD 
do you smell that
Fuck the poor house 
Not the garden that’s where the family all get together 
Athena oh no
Oh no oh no 
It’s gonna end on this isn’t it 
Oh my god 
Why isn’t Athena waking up
Oh my god 
The poor house 
NOOO NOT A HEART ATTSCK
HIS HEART STOPPED FUCK OFF
NO IF THEY KILL BOBBY IM DEAD 
THATS A CRUEL ENDING 
TRAILER 
Athena waking up and no Bobby
On a ventilator 
THIS IS FUCKED
so yeah i obviously have a very very clear mind while watching my weewoo show
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nyan-tame · 24 days ago
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WAKE UP ITS 4 AM IT'S TIME 4 II ACT 3 THEORIES
AND HEADCANONS (with angst)
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Im 100% willing 2 bet that these will NOT b real take these theories, predictions, and headcanons with a grain of salt 😭😭😭
ANYWAY
TRIGGER WARNING 4 MENTION OF EATING DISORDERS AND GENDER DYSPHORIA
(ITS ALL IN THE PARAGRAPHS ABT MEPHONE BTW SO U CAN SKIP THAT BUT THERES STILL ANGST)
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mephone will join the shimmers/mephone was masking their shimmer half for years
The shimmers will continue 2 search 4 their lost young and realize that mephone is the 2nd lost shimmer (as revealed last episode) upon realizing this they will get emotional and also apologize 4 what he's been through (even if it's not actually their fault they just really feel bad 4 their child) and take them in to give them the childhood they deserved. This theory ties in with some headcanons i also have.... So cobs says in a flashback (episode 13, i think) that he has no need 2 eat cause he's a machine, right? Well, not exactly, just something along those lines. That's not the case. They're half organic because they are half shimmer. They actually do need 2 eat, but cobs has literally been starving them constantly, thinking that being mostly machine means they'll never be hungry. This is part of the reason mephone thinks they're a "fat slob" and even jokes abt it 2 himself around others but thats just not the case, they quite literally are just fucking hungry. Yes, i think mephone might have an eating disorder. Speaking of shimmers, you know how the other baby shimmer, the green one, was nonbinary implying that the shimmers are a naturally genderless species? I think mephone may also be nonbinary. My evidence? Paintbrush. I think Paintbrush was made as genderless the way they were in season one because cobs thought mephone being nonbinary was like stupid and wrong or something. Mephone projects their grief into humor as their main coping mechanism. Thus, Paintbrush's gender was seen as nothing but a joke 4 a really long time similarly 2 how tissues suffering all the time is seen as a joke and gets no help by his peers which may represent how mephone never got help woth anything even when they really needed it. Paintbrush eventually coming out made mephone feel much safer, something they dont usually feel.. but not safe enough.
The contestants who died by mephone x will get recovered but they won't be completely intact
I highly doubt that everyone is going 2 die permanently. That is not in the nature of inanimate insanity. However, the show LOVESSS 2 make its fandom miserable, so these fellas will not get removed from melife without consequences. The Xed contestants may experience memory problems or will go into a full reset. To make things sadder, I feel like their brains would subconsciously remember the people they had good relationships with even though they themselves don't actually know they've met before. In other words, if anyone sees anyone they had good relations with in a past life, they will subconsciously feel comforted by their presence. Though if these fella do have all their memories intact someone like lightbulb or cheesy will trick a buddy of their into thinking they forgot everything 2 make their friends panic a little just 2 go finger guns at them like "haha got ya" making the audience freak out 4 a moment 2. Who knows, maybe our cast brought someone back wrong, and they did forget everything...
Cobs will DEFINITELY DIE
A while ago on youtube, i think either Brian or Justin made a community tab poll on how many characters would die, 2 being the most popular vote. Literally Mephone wont have a happy ending if that mother fucker doesn't die. I also think the shimmers might kill him last second. But wait! There's another character who is supposed 2 die! I think that's bow, "but Nyan bow is already dead!!" Is what u might b thinking.. and ur PROBABLY RIGHT!!! i accidentally got spoilers 4 only ONE of the permanent deaths (DONT WORRY, NO SPOILERS, YOU JUST GET A LITTLE NUDGE, THE DEATH SPOILER WAS A CONTESTANT) If im still dead set on the fact that cobs will die, it can't be 2 contestants.. at least in my head. Bow, being a ghost and already dead, knows what it's like being dead and won't mind sacrificing herself 4 her friends. Now she can go on 2 the next stage of her afterlife!
ANYWAYSSS THATS ALL BYEBYEBYEBYEBYEBYE!!!
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“Hi Jake, Spider might or might not fallen of a tree”
 goJake was bored and annoyed, more than three had passed since the battle, and a lot happened during it. First of all, recom Quartich and his whole squad turned to Eywa’s side, which is good right? WRONG, well yes good, no one but the sky people died in that battle, and much information was given. But that motherfucker turned only because of Spider, and his minions followed because of ‘semper fidelis’. Now those things were in the Omatikaya forest learning the ways like he had done years before. Cringe. 
Plus, that bastard of a copy wanted Spider right next to him during the whole process, he wanted Jake’s son during the whole process!
Now, maybe saying son is a little hasty, in the end, him and Neytiri never officially adopt him, or never toke care of him. But still they accept him now
you should have accepted him immediately, he was just a child, why why why wh-
a call. 
“Yes?” Jake responded at the mobile that was used for him and the others who were in the forest for communication. 
usually before the battle, he would contact Max and Norm weekly, then once he called them for Kiri and another for Spider. 
now, he and the rest of the family would daily call Spider to check on him, which annoyed the blonde since he would spend all the weekends with them. 
still, every time Jake heard his voice, his heart would go in tilt, he could feel the joy, relife, love, longing and other emotions.
this time, it wasn't his son’s voice, but his other father. 
“Hello Jake, i didn't really want to call you, but your so called friends insisted that i do” Quaritch began “i think you can't really call someone like them friends you know? i wouldn’t like if someone called me telling what im telling you right no-” 
“Can you please just tell me what happened without telling me the story of your life?”
“Alright, Spider might have fallen of a tree...of twenty meters from the ground...and he might have craked his mask and broken some bones...and it might have got us almost thirty minutes to come back to the base...remove the might” Quaritch said
Jake’s heart skipped a bit, the pod became silent, he forgot about everyone in it, it took a few seconds before the house fallen into chaos. 
Neytiri practically jumped to him, taking the device off Jake’s hands, and starting telling off at Quaritch for saying something like that with such nostalange.
“at least is he alright?” she asked and after a few seconds he responded with a yes, which made Tuk calm down since she have started to cry. 
“alright we are coming right now” Jake announced and ended the call.
“yeah, let's go!” Lo’ak said trying to get out but Neytiri stopped him
“we are going means me and your mother, you stay here, not discussing that. Neteyam you are in charge” Jake said without letting Neytiri speak, like it was necessary.
he speaked for her, she speaked for him, he acted for her, she acted for him.
the flight which was usually of nine hours became one of five. The two Ikrans were exhausted. 
Neytiri praticlttly jumped off hers, running towards the infirmary, secretly hoping it was in the same place she remembered it to be.
Spider was asleep when they entered the room, next to him Quarithc who looked half asleep but was waken up when the other two entered the room. 
“you, me outside” Jake order the other avatar who silently obeyed him.
leaving Neytiri behind with Spider, they got to the outside, and Jake took his knife out pointing him at Quaritch. 
“i swear if something happened to him”
Quaritch let out a hiss but didn't respond
“we are taking him for all month, no need to say again“ Jake said, spitting at quaritch feet before returning to his mate and their child, finding Spider who was crying and Neytiri humming his favorite song. 
Without saying anything he got next to them an hummed with Neytiri the next verses. 
BONUS
Jake and Quaritch got out lefting Neytiri and Spider alone, the door closing made Spider wake up, and looked around finding Neytiri next to him. 
she gave him a motherly smile, one he never had, just it made him want to tear up all the water that was in him. 
“you came?” he said, it was more than a question, like Neytiri wasn't infront of him. But she was, and she was ready to give him a lot of kisses.
“You are my son after all”
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