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Finds out about the most perfect concert ever in May (I love TBM and boyfriend loves Essenger)
The tickets:
I'm going to kill you AND myself fuck offffffffffff
#sucktacular sucks#idk when these even went on sale i never even knew im SO pissed#we would have gone in a heart beat LMAO 😭😭😭#ive always wanted to see TBM live and bf would adore seeing essenger so its like FUCK FUCK FUCK#too poor to even consider buying the scuzzy ass scalper tickets 🙄#again killing them with rocks and shit fuck off fuck off fuck off#like from $39 with fees to fucking $150???? nasty go eat glass tbh#like whatever ill live ill move on its whatever man but also im biting you so hard#also ily tbm i love that youre so popular in europe but also COME PLAY IN CANADA AGAIN PLEASE FUCK#*$32#we both havent been to a real concert ever so it was like heaven opened up and then all we could do#was kinda vaguely look at it in the distance fjjsbfjsjfbs#only concert ive ever been to was fucking shania twain when i was a child i cant live like this LMAO#maybe one day breaking benjamin or Red will come here....... and that we'll have money for tickets#and that we'll get them before theyre $500+ a piece
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could i request more fics for isaac😭😭💙
this love
pairing: isaac lahey x reader
summary: after years of not seeing isaac, he shows up at a hangout you’re having with your friends
warnings: mentions of alcohol, characters are aged up
a/n: hi anon ! thank you so much for the request. i hope you enjoy and anyone else who would like to request anything please do. i’m low on motivation lmao
“lydia, i’m really not sure if i can make it.” you say into the phone, “i mean i have so much to do for work.”
“that’s the point. it’ll be a break from all of that.” she says. “and we haven’t all met up in awhile. it’ll be fun.”
you shut your apartment door behind you as you set your bags down, “lydia…”
“please, y/n/n. who knows the next time we’ll all be able to hang out. you know how stiles is about this stuff.”
she was right. you knew stiles was worried about all of you drifting apart. and while you guys had all gone off and got your own jobs and homes, you still met up whenever you could. just standing there now, you can imagine stiles’ puppy dog eyes looking back at you.
“yeah, okay.” you sigh, “i’ll see you guys tonight.”
“yay ! okay, i’ll see you later. bye.”
“bye.” you say before you hang up.
•••
the bar is loud as you walk through the door. you were dressed in a pair of light washed jeans and a crop top. it was a very simply outfit, but you knew your friends would be dressed the same.
you hold your purse close to you as you walk through the bar. your friends were sat all the way in the back as usual. the booth you guys always take whenever you met up there.
a small smile takes over your face as you see stiles telling a story with his hands flying all over. as you get closer, scott looks over at you.
“hey, y/n/n.” he smiles. everyone else at the table turns toward you as you get closer.
“hey, guys !”
“y/n !” lydia says as she gets up to hug you. you laugh as she squeezes you before letting go.
“how are you guys ?”
“great.” stiles nods before taking a sip of his drink. he steps aside as scott gets up.
“i’ll be back.” he says before walking off
“here, y/n/n.” liam says sliding a drink over, “i was the only one nice enough to actually order it for you.”
“because you’re the only one who remembered it, asshole.” malia says
“it’s still odd knowing you can drink now, but thank you.” you chuckle. “where’d scott go ?”
“oh, uh,” stiles starts, “he went to go grab someone.”
you furrow your brows as you scoot in beside lydia, “who ?”
“guys !” scott calls out. you turn in the direction of his voice and your eyes widen.
“oh my god.” you mutter
“hey.” isaac smiles
“hey, isaac.” stiles says awkwardly, “glad to see you, buddy.”
“you’re back from france ?” lydia asks
“uh, yeah.” he nods
scott pats his shoulder, “he’s staying, too. i figured i’d invite him to the meet up.”
“the more the merrier.” lydia shrugs. she looks over at you before nudging you, “right, y/n/n ?”
“huh ?” you blurt out turning to her before looking back up at isaac and smiling, “oh, yes, yeah. the more the merrier.”
isaac smiles nodding. you hear stiles chuckling from the other side of the table. you leg flies out and kicks him in his shin under the table. “ow !”
•••
it had been about two hours since isaac had shown up and everything seemed to be going okay. everyone fell into casual conversation as usual. you laughed along with your friends before looking down at your empty cup.
you turn to lydia, “hey, i’m gonna go grab another drink.”
“okay.” she smiles. you slide out of the booth before heading toward the bar.
you sit on a stool as a bartender comes up to you. “hi, can i get a margarita please ?”
“of course.” she smiles, “coming right up.”
you give a grateful smile back, “thank you.”
as she walks off, you look down at your hands. you look over as someone sits in the stool next to you. your heart beat accelerates as isaac’s blue eyes stare back at you.
“hey.” he says
“hi.” you smile
silence falls between the two of you. you and isaac dated for about a year before he left for france. of course, it hurt, but you knew leaving was probably what was best for him. especially considering he didn’t actually have any family left in beacon hills.
when he left, you guys didn’t keep any contact. you truly thought he wouldn’t ever come back to beacon hills. but as he sat next to you six years later, he looked just as beautiful as he did when he left.
he was of course older and his features were more defined. he had stumble growing across his chin. and to be honest, you loved it. he was older, but he still looked like the same guy you fell in love with.
and as isaac sat across from you, he couldn’t imagine anyone more beautiful. your eyes were still sparkling and full of happiness. your skin and your smile just as gorgeous and as captivating as he remembered. whenever you guys were sat with your friends, he thought you would’ve caught him staring. and now with the two of you alone, he was afraid he wouldn’t ever be able to keep his eyes off of you.
“how have you been ?” he asks
“um, i’m good. i’ve been really busy with work and stuff.” you chuckle, “but i’m good. how about you ? how was france ?”
“it was great.” he smiles, “it felt good to take the time for myself. i really needed it.”
“i understand.” you nod. you look over as a glass is set in front of you, “thank you.”
“no problem.” she says before turning to isaac, “would you like anything, sir ?”
“no, thank you.” he says. the bartender nods before walking off. “so, what do you do for work ?”
“i’m a web developer for a fashion company.” you say
“seriously ?” he asks. you hum in agreement, “that’s amazing, y/n/n. i remember you talking about that a couple of years ago.”
“yeah, it’s not exactly what i wanted to do, but i’m still involved, so it’s amazing.”
“yeah.” he says as you look down at your drink. his eyes soften, “y/n ?”
“hm ?”
“i’m really sorry.” he says. you look over at him with a frown, “i’m sorry for just leaving like that.”
“don’t be.” you say shaking your head, “i understand why you left. honestly, thinking back, i probably would’ve done the same thing.”
“i wanted to call you.” he nods, “and i would’ve, but i didn’t know if you hated me or didn’t want me to contact you. i probably should’ve asked scott, but i knew he had a lot going on.”
“it’s okay, isaac.” you say. isaac can feel his heart skip a beat at the way his name sounded coming from you.
“so, we’re okay ?”
“of course, we are.” you say, “we always will be.”
isaac smiles wide, “great.”
you pull away from your straw to face isaac. his blue eyes following your every move. as you looked at him, you notice the look in his eyes. the same look he would give you anytime he saw you when you were dating. the same look that he still had whenever he told you he was leaving for france.
the look that told you that he loved you and would do anything for you. it was still there.
#isaac lahey#isaac lahey x reader#isaac lahey imagines#daniel sharman#teen wolf#teen wolf imagine#miguelschamp
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pillow talk ㅡ l.k.
summary! in which leon wakes up to find you gone.
warnings! angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, leon had a nightmare, u have insomnia (ME), comfort, slight derealization, ooc leon
notes! THIS ISNT AS ANGSTY AS THE SUMMARY SAYS I PROMISE,, u guys should listen to hojean hes so cool and funny his music is so fire too ‼️‼️ also leon is my bbg 😍
edit: i tagged this wrong mb guys 😭 i was half asleep when i posted it LMAO
fem aligned/identifying dni
reblogs are appreciated! enjoy :)
leon looked for you everywhere. he felt like he was running in circles with how tired he was, but finally he found you. before he could get to you, the floor gave out, and you fell. before you could fall, leon grabbed your hand, trying desparately to pull you up, but you were slipping. he couldn't hear anything, not even his own words. it was dead silent, and it freaked him out.
'leon, it's okay.' he saw you mouth, and let go of his hand. shaking his hand, he grabbed your wrist tighter, and as fit as he was physically, it was like his arms were made of jelly. he was unable to lift you back up, and watched as you fell down, sobbing.
leon shot up in a cold sweat, panting heavily, tears gathering in his eyes before he wiped them away. he looked around the dim bedroom, only your light had been turned on, and he looked for you around the room. not seeing you in bed, he got up, his heart beating fast.
"babe..? where are you?" leon called out, searching the whole house for you, nearly in hysterics, looking on the balcony before you had stopped him, putting your hands on his shoulders gently.
"leon? what's going on, is everything alright?" you had asked worriedly, and leon sighed in relief, wrapping his arms around you, burying his head into your shoulder. you furrowed your brows, concerned, returning the hug gently.
"i.. i thought you-" leon sniffled, trying not to cry, eyes slightly watering. it was rare for him to be like this, so you just let him let it out, running your fingers through his hair soothingly.
"shh, shh, it's okay, just calm down, leon." you murmured, and he squeezed you tighter, afraid you would disappear, taking deep breaths.
"you.. i had this dream, and then when i woke up, you were gone.. i thought it.." leon explained, calming down slowly as he pulled away to look at you, eyes flitting over you; unable to focus on one thing, he was just making sure you were okay. his thick eyelashes were clumped together with tears and he was still unsure if this was real, flashes of his dream appearing in intervals.
"no baby, i'm right here. always." you reassured, combing through his hair gently, looking into his eyes. you took his calloused hand into yours, pressing your palms flat together.
"see? look, leon. remember what we practiced?" you said, and leon nodded, his breathing slowing down and his fingers gently intertwined with yours, squeezing your hand gently, wanting to be sure for himself you weren't just a figment of his imagination.
"thank you.." leon replied, now calmer, not as panicked as he was a few minutes ago. you smiled, kissing his hand gently, and led him back to the bedroom, while he followed you like a puppy.
"are you okay?" you asked softly, rolling to the side and turning off the dim light. he nodded, laying on your chest, still holding your hand.
"yeah.. i think so." leon mumbled, so quietly you had to strain to hear it. you kissed his head gently, your thumb rubbing his hand gently.
the two of you layed there until the sun rose, and you continued to lay there when leon fell asleep once more, combing your fingers through his blonde hair.
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#Spotify#x male reader#m!reader#oneshot#male reader#inarizqkis#reqs open#resident evil#resident evil x male reader#leon kennedy x male reader#re4 leon#re4 remake
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What The Fuck.
Three Men, Two Minds, One Outcome, how will Tommy ever think straight after this? atfer lal ihs nicous is a awlyer…
Not actual face claim, just need a nigga with a gun. LMAO
this fic contains: Element of thriller, gun violence, foul language, murder, if you are not okay with any of those warnings please read one of my other babies, you will see a softer variant of this soon♥️
taglist: @megamindsecretlair @thecapodomme @planetblaque (these are ppl i think give a fuck😭😭😭
What. The. fuck.
It’s Blood… blood is everywhere… He, He did this shit. And now, He’s holding his chest, crying and growing weaker, his desperate attempts to reach for the phone, his arm trembling…
“Ayo! Tommy!” Bruce shouted to wake him out of his trance. “I told you to stop calling me that fuckin name,”
Bruce kissed his teeth, rolling his eyes at the attitude he sensed from him. “Nigga loosen the fuck up! We finna go in this store, get some shit for the party, hopefully, condoms witcho ‘Can’t keep a bitch’ ass.” Tommy laughed at that last part, It wasn't his fault that a sexy chocolate nigga like him couldn’t keep a chick, the chicks didn’t want to be kept and he wasn’t in the business for that shit.
“Man get the fuck out the car.” He said, ducking out the car with his phone in his hand, “And you paying this time you larky body ass nigga.” he shot back before going into the store, hearing a car door slam and footsteps shuffling before a Bruce popped in his peripheral. “You just mad bitches want this larky nigga dick!”
The two laughed as they stepped into the store air smacking his nostrils, the crisp clean air with the faint scent of Windex mixing well. Bruce darted straight for the candy aisle as Tommy went for the drinks, He had cotton mouth like a mu’fucka, a nice Ohana fruit punch could quench a nigga thirst.
He opened the door and swiftly grabbed the Ohana that he had been having a taste for a smooth 3 weeks, he hurriedly opened it and took a few sips of it, the flavor with the burst of sweetness layering on his taste buds made him be set at ease, but the commotion he heard up front broke him from that trance.
“This nigga, I swear!” Tommy regretted coming out of the car with Bruce's ass, he is a crashout as many people would say, but he just a dumbass.
Tommy twisted the cap on the bottle tightly before rounding the corner to see Bruce in a commotion with the cashier. Tommy deeply exhaled before approaching the counter to hear the actual conversation.
“You thought shit was finna be sweet? I told you next time I see you, I’m fuckin you up.” Bruce boomed, his voice rising with anger and hatred.
“Your beef ain't with me, it’s with my knuckle-headed ass brother. Like I told you before, What he does, I have no say over.” The man sternly voiced his opinion, It seemed like he was over this whole fiasco as if this wasn’t the first time of its occurrence.
“You heard me say, I do not care, That’s your blood, you stick with gang through and through right?”
“Right.”
“So what if I blow yo shit back? Would you brother come looking for me then?” Bruce threatened, his voice smooth and unfazed as he nonchalantly pulled out his weapon, his eyes blankly set on him. Tommy at this point was stuck, his heart was not where it should be as his heart was in his ass, beating 200 miles per millisecond.
“Yo-” Tommy set down his drink to have his hands, slowly approaching where Bruce stood, his eyes followed the gun which kept moving, unbeknownst to him, The dude came from around his corner to face Bruce, Man to man, not one bone of fear or anxiety attacking his muscles or mental. “What? You gone shoot the wrong nigga? Face it, you ain’t a man my nigga, you a punk ass nigga who hides behind a gun, that don’t have no bullets in it! If you so man enough shoot me.”
“No!” Tommy screeched, his voice cracking from trembling. “It ain't no need for that, Nigga lets go!” But his pleas went unheard, he saw Bruce's knuckles turning white, the gun shaking, the words of his sinking into his skin like lotion, moisturizing his blood cells with heat, his mind running but stuck on one thing, this nigga gotta go
Tommy couldn’t think as his ears suddenly started to hurt, a piercing screech echoed throughout the small store, shaking his head violently to erase the pain from his head. Once the ringing died down a few notches, giving him the okay to investigate the source.
And there. It. Was.
“What. The. fuck.” was all he could say, couldn’t even speak above a whisper as he saw a slumped man on the floor, falling backwards onto the junk food that was behind him. “What the fuck…”
He was stunned that he was still alive, fighting for his right to live, his right to survive, and the privilege to breathe in air, but he was losing his battle. “I’m shot.”
Tommy anchored himself onto the shelf behind him, dragging himself to his feet, glancing up to see Bruce frantically grabbing money out of the cash register and anything that he saw value in. “Help…” His voice trailed off, his light dimmer more and more, his tears mixing with the blood that involuntarily covered his face.
But Tommy couldn’t move, he could barely move, he just got on his feet for Christ sake’s! Just then, a bell dinged, stopping everyone in their tracks.
A lady, somewhat familiar walked into the store, not knowing the horror that she would soon deem the most horrid night of her life.
She laid eyes on the figure crawling on the ground while Bruce laid eyes on her. Shuffling out of his spot his adrenaline raced through his body as he made a dash to the door.
“Run… Don’t look back, that's how niggas die in movies, keep your head straight, don’t be seen, keep your eyes on the road. Don’t. Die. Now.”
Thoughts raced through, the time, a corner! He dashed through an alleyway, Grabbing his phone to make a quick call, and thank god the other person answered…
Find out what happens soon…
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Okay so. I'm like, 99% done with V3 and I realized I've barely shared like any of my thoughts here so. SPOILERS AHEAD
-The fact that Ryoma wanted to die and was fighting to find something to live for only to find out that he had NOTHING...that shit was sad bro
-Was NOT expecting Kirumi at all but in retrospect it's the least suspicious ones that you should be the most suspicious of. Also her execution was p brutal
-ANGIE WITH THE CULT...the fact that she managed to brainwash half the group had me terrified. Also her Atua worshipping got real old real fast. I hate religious cults lmao I was literally sitting there like "I REALLY hope she's the one to die this chapter" bc if I had to read one more sentence of her being like "Atua will save us all <3" I WOULD have gone to play in traffic.
-Angie needed to go but TENKO 😭 She was just a hopeless lesbian in love with Himiko she did not deserve what happened to her
-Speaking of Himiko I was kinda meh about her at first but after the chapter 3 trial her character developed so wonderfully...it was so nice to see her grow and change and learn to express herself 🥺
-TRAINING TRIO MY BELOVED FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER I would kill for them genuinely.
-My hatred for Kokichi only grew as time went on but after forcing Gonta to kill. MAN. That trial was so heartbreaking Gonta was just trying his best to protect everyone :"( Kokichi's such a little shit
-Kaito brushing off his illness as just him being afraid of ghosts AGGHHHH I knew there was something wrong from the start but seeing it progress and get worse was just 😭 I was literally sitting there like. Does he have a terminal illness. Oh my god he's going to die isn't he. NO HE'S MY FAVORITE PLEASEEEEE
-Was NOT expecting the space colony twist but even more so was the fact that the world ended...not once, but TWICE
-Me during chapter 4: How much you wanna bet next chapter Kokichi's gonna get killed and Kaito's gonna be the one who kills him Me during the chapter 5 trial: FUCKING. CALLED IT!!!!!!
-MAKI FALLING FOR KAITO and admitting it right before his execution.......my heart can't TAKE this shit please!!!!
-Kaito dying from his illness before the execution was even over...Monokuma being pissed about it...everyone looking at him and going HA BITCH YOU THOUGHT! Kaito beat you!!
-Also me during all this: NOT KAITO THAT'S SHUICHI'S EMOTIONAL SUPPORT BOYFRIEND
-Keebo going off the rails was not on my 2024 bingo card but here we are
-KAEDE DIED FOR NO REASON?? She didn't actually kill Rantaro. My girl was innocent after all huh 😔
-Me, 3 chapters in: Tsumugi is so boring she literally brings nothing to the plot whatsoever. She's just...there Me, during the chapter 6 class trial: OHHHH. THAT WAS INTENTIONAL. I KNEW they wouldn't just have a useless character that should have been my first clue honestly
-Also me: Why do the Monocubs even exist. They've done nothing but comedy routines and die this entire time. They're literally pointless?? I've been watching Game Grumps play V3 and every time they come on screen Dan and Arin collectively sigh together. LMAO
-Imagine me with my jaw on the FLOOR once everything was revealed to be fictional. It's all a lie?? They Truman Show'd this shit?? Neither of the first two games MATTERED?? (A friend explained that DRV3 is in a separate universe than the first two games so that calmed me down a little lmao I would have been so pissed if it were actually the case that everyone from the first two games were just. Not real. Didn't actually exist. It was all faked)
Anyway I'm not completely done with the game yet I'm at the tail end of the chapter 6 trial so we'll see how things go from here 😬 This has been a wild ride. An emotional rollercoaster for sure
#Shima speaks#Danganronpa#DRV3#Danganronpa V3#Danganronpa spoilers#DRV3 spoilers#Also. SAIMOTA. AAAAAAAAAAAAA#AND Saiharumota. I'm a training trio OT3 truther#Anyway I'm probably going to watch the anime next since I haven't seen it yet!#Friends warned me it was Dark. I must tread carefully...LOL#Long post
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pit babe movie stream of consciousness
staying up very very late to watch a movie recut of a show I've already seen several times…what a time to be alive.
Dean cleaning the helmet for sooo long kills me every time
forgot Babe blatantly hitting on Charlie immediarely like okay buddy. the first thing I notice about a stalker is how hot they are as well.
anybody else incredibly distracted by babe's tits in that tight white shirt
what DO they call you babe btw
my soul would genuinely leave my body trying to watch this in a cinema full of other people. I'm here clutching my chest and making squeaky noises how do people watch things normally
I'm genuinely insane over this like!!! the way charlie is kissing him the way babe is touching charlie's face. they were gone IMMEDIATELY. worth the price of admission for this extended scene tbh
forgot how insanely delightful everyone's faces are in the bar scene where Babe brings Charlie along for the first time
I love winner so muchhhhhh
the car winner uses for the drag racing is hot tbh the tyres??
the EYE CONTACT the SONG they are IN LOVE five minutes after meeting each other it's honestly wild
god this scene with the rosy dawn light coming in I CAN.NOT. it's so gorgeous. GIVE US THE LONGER SCENE YOU WOACRDS (<- not fixing this typo I love it)
dean's in his crime hoodie
I never noticed jeff's litle smile in thisd scene before! he knows he can do it!!
insaaaane watching this scene knowing charlie already knows all of it.
the little "well, I also want something from you" exchange is sooooo.
it doesn't have quite the same emotional weight coming so soon but goddd their first kiss still has me clutching at my heart. SO SOFT AND ALSO TENDER!!!!
babe's delicate soft curtains are p[erfect
tony's bonsai time is so deserving of being included regardless of plot-relevance of the conversation happenning
the fact that in this cut we see Kenta first in babe's flashback holding him to get hurt and then now as Tony's proper assistant sure is something
Alan the strongest man alive I would give Dean everything he wanted the moment he asked nicely HE DESERVES IT
"you're a promising young racer" so he HAS been racing already just not anything major
everyone's squeaky shoes on the garage floor is killing meeeee I've never noticed that before
PETE!!! is his suit not fitted correctly
bitchy way my beloved. the peanut gallery just like :D the whole time lmao
godddd the fact that charlie is the only one jeff lets close for so long 😭😭😭
"meditate" is that what the kids call it these days
I never noticed dean all in black for this race
I adore how the only time Kim looks pleased is right before they finish and he knows he beat babe for real
Winner is soooo delightful how can anyone hate him. so pathetic. so terrible.
babe being so overcome by charlie's steady belief in him…if anyoen needs me I'll be on the floor.
tony's pinstripe suit IMPECCABLE
charlie must be the fastest runner around
oh thank god they left the kim confronting winner scene in IT'S PERFECT (second only to the cigarette scene but alas)
jeff, way and dean all in x hunter gear during this scene when they're all on different sides itches my brain like crazy
charlie walking in and blocking dean out….chef's kiss
the way Way is trying to be like "wow Charlie's LYING to you" and babe's just like "they're brothers yay"
they left in the sponge bath scene kill me babe's little smile DEATH
just realised what's missing where's l;actasoy
"I don't care" he said, caring deeply
babe gives up soooo easy truly the babygirl of all time
honestly understandable from dean in the long run I too would try and murder someone who waltzed in and took the job I was gunning for just because they were sleeping with someone. and then babe's just like "sorry dean you're just not good enough" like! murder. acceptable tbh.
they need to put little nametags hovering over the cars in this scene for idiots like me who can't understand anything because all cars look the same
way in his sunnies god he's SOOOO pretty and soooo unimpressed by everything that is happening in front of him
the subtitle's translating phi as brother like. hm.
this scene under the stars is the prettiest scene ever. the headlights, the fog… gorgeous. THEY ARE IN LOVE BTW
COWARDS GIVE US THE MAMA/PAPA ROLEPLAY BEGINNINGS
way hates everything so much I love it
honestly insane of babe to light his cigarette off way's like NO WONDER way's in love with him
god this scene is exruciating. babe knowing and ignoring so they can stay best friends. way just hoping the whole time.
way's breakdown in the car deservedly included SO PRETTY
honestly wild that kim and babe are like half a room away and tony and co don't notice. there's a SHEER CURTAIN in between and then babe yells at charlie lmao
charlie giving babe the glass of water is such a great note in this scene
the fact that this is the first time they're mentioning babe's sense disapearing is hilarious tbh this movie cut is really for people who watched the show
locker room scene in the flashback my beloved
they dropped the child plotline but still kept the enigma mention in lmao AND THE "can mama not break up with papa" incredible
this is my favourite scene I think the HUG "you have to make up for it for the rest of your life" that's marriage actually
bloodied kim on his knees LOOKING RESPECTFULLY 👀👀👀
HOW is tony's security so bad. jeff is RIGHT THERE
Pete buying all the kids to save them 🥺 the only rich man who should be allowed to live
who's phone IS jeff using. I say kenta's
Pete immediately punching babe back is my favourite thing actually
Pete's casual "btw I am the most powerful guy around" and we don't even know he can read minds yet
Way bluescreening as Babe reveals Pete's an enigma. nut is SUCH a good actor
'Charlie ❤️' leave me here to die actually
it's the way Way is so CALM about it it's skin-crawling
at all times I am wondering why Tony values babe's powers over Way's. he can MIND CONTROL PEOPLE
it's midnight and there's still an hour to go. I could pause and continue tomorrow but no. we are committed.
way getting slapped and bent over the table is just for me actually 👀
Winner's smug face!!! that's my boy
jeff's lucky he established himself as very stoic because his reaction is like "oh well. I guess he died. 🫤"
wait I]m not emotionally capable of watching babe go trhough this
honestly pit babe having such a raw real depiction of grief is. I'm constantly thinking about it.
not enough Kenta in this cut but thankfully they left in him getting slapped until there's blood in his mouth. best scene.
way getting tossed around 👀 I am watching very respectfully
aww we didn't get the kim getting not rescued scene. this movie cut isn't great for north and sonic enjoyers (everyone)
pete's sweaters look so soft
babe appealing to kenta using their shared history my HEART
kenta! on! his! knees! kenta begging…. I will never be normal about this
imagine giving winner responsibilities 💀
pete dressing down by wearing a hoodie zipped alllll the way up
they really went "eh people will get the gist" when cutting these scenes lol. dean just straight up disappeared.
alan just leaving the kids behind I cannot get over that like WHAT are you doing
actually this would've been amazing in the show too if this was the first we saw of charlie after he died. this reunion lives in my mind forever the way babe's voice goes all wavery as he says charlie's name "when you weren't here, I wasn't happy at all" GOD. charlie starting to understand that he is important to babe because of WHO he is
they gave pete a chair but not way lol
I know its not the point but jeff's pants are like. perfect.
I hope winner is exactly the same in season 2 he's perfect ��
I know that scene's not in this cut but what's the point of pete being so good with a bow and arrow if he can't also use a gun just as well. like one's a little more practical these days
KNIFE🔪 TIME 🔪 it's the best. that single tear… kill me as well actually
the fact that none of them even tried to crawl over to way while tony was monologuing they didn't even TRY
I forgive every flaw when babe cries so well and way is so pretty even dying
(god I'm so hungry but it's like 1am)
charlie kissing babe's stomach and babe calling him "dad" that's because babe's pregnant actually 🤠
LOCKERROOM SCENE AS THE POST CREDITS SCENE genius. give them an oscar right now.
final verdict: no regrets definitely worth ~$20 and staying up late for no reason
#oldsargasso speaks#I feel like I shouldn't tag this because it is truly nonsense ramblings lol#but I might want to find it later#pit babe
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SUMMIT THOUGHTS IN ORDER BY SCENE!!
“Hold still i’ll grab you one of mine” UGHHHH
“What do you think babe? How’s my hair?” EVEN MORE UGHHHHH😩😩😩
Yes Milo I AM laughing 😂
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Vincent cut himself off, i wanna know what he wants to say :’(
“She sounded— nevermind”
HE GOT US A CROWN HES SO SWEET
wouldnt it be cool if this was like… the way of Royal Vampiric Engagement?
Vincent sounds so cute when he’s nervous 🥺
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Sam’s loud ass truck rolling up lmao
ICECREAM!!!!
I just know Sam slicked his hair back into the tightest ponytail. His formal look HAS to be super cute
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Porterrrrr!!
“Your human” LMAO
The thoughts about seating were actually really sweet
Porter now wtf are you talking about?
Vincent’s irritation is so warranted right now 💀
He’s up to something fs
“Bye now—” AND HES JUST GONE??!!
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“Hey Bud!” Awe Ash we love you
Vincent sounds like he memorized this shit😂
Eccentric he says🤨
“Blink twice if you need a way out buddy” WE LOVE YOU EVEN MORE NOW ASH
“What😟😃” VINCENT LMAOO
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Bennet you meanies >:(
Alexander and Christopher count your fucking days
A bit formal?? This is a SUMMIT?!
Take a breath BOY?!
Stfu both of yous
“Where’s Alexis?” Anything to get YOU out of my face 😒
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HERE WE GO
“SAMS LATEST CONQUEST” ouuuu bitch—
she’s so snarky and condescending everything she says means something underneath but she sounds so sweet its annoying
Honestly if i was tank i would think about her words all night and for a few more days after that she dug deep fr and was actually making sense
Yeah okay darlin’ calm it down, don’t wanna get my head snapped off in front of 3810 year old vamps🤨
“Pettiness isn’t childish at all” 😒
You turned him because you wanted him but we don’t all get what we want huh?
“I FIXED HIM” GIRL LMFAOOOO
“I don’t like you, and I’m not going to” first of all, i’m so glad the feeling is mutual and secondly, this is my new favorite quote. I might not like Alexis but she ate with that one
PORTER TO THE RESCUE! but why?
“Oh darling as if i have a gag reflex” UGHHH😩
Sam to the rescue??
“What the fuck did she say??” “Where is she??”
I love the fact that it when tank ran away you can hear their footsteps. Since my Darlin’ is a girl, it sounds like she wore Combat Boots to the summit😭
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Random message for David?
The music in the back is fucking hilarious
Quinn is coming back?? Yall knew it
William a bad person?? He’s a little shady but i think he has good intent honestly
Why does he lowkey sound like Christian’s VA?
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“Don’t EVER speak to them again. Do you hear me???” Samuel don’t get me started🫦
“But playing is what I do best🥰🤭” she kinda ate with that one too
The fact that he even had to say anything along the lines of “if you care about me even a little you would do this for me” like If i was Tank i would cry because she agreed so fast😭 Like i know yall had something but like damn she still loves you?
Loser ass response 😒
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MILO’s BACK
Awee Asher stumbling over his words
Why is Porter in everyone’s business 😭
Milo’s protective tone when he talks to Porter is tickling my insides🤭🤭
Closeknit??! Awe here we go😟
Porter is so suspicious right now…
“Hold the fuck up” MILOOOO😩😩😩😩😍😍😍😍
“Wait what’d you do that night?—” THEY DIDN’T TELL ASHER IT’S BEEN LIKE A YEAR AND MORE LMAO
Asher still being scared of making big decisions🥺
“Babe…” 😫😫🫶🏽🫶🏽
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Tank being worried that Alexis threatened him is so real
“She was exactly who she appeared to be, i was the one trying to pretend i didn’t have a problem with that” REALLLLLLL
I don’t give a damn about her beat up heart
“I don’t want you to think that i felt like you needed saving” Honestly i appreciate this line because i hate the way it feels for someone to step in for you
“Maybe I wanted a chance of my own to tell the bitch to shove it if i’m being honest” 🤷🏽♀️😅🥳
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knock knock
oouuuuu Asher’s telling David
Asher sounds in trouble 😭 David sounds like somebody daddy fr fr
the eye contact 😭😭
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Ain’t this Loveboldly? All i hear is Crux😂
Funding?! ALL OF THIS FOR SOME MONEY
“Lower. Your. Voice. ” 💀💀
Alexander is so mean to his prince😭
“You’re showing your age Christopher. Or lack thereof” Damn he snapped him up
NOISE?!
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“We’re about to have a fight. Be convincing” Uhh okay???
What the fuck is going awnnnn?!
Getting Vincent riled up for god knows what in insane💀
Glad he didn’t bring Treasure 😭
SAM TO THE RESCUE… ish?
“Consider yourself crossed”😲😲😲😲
“He’s dead” 🤨🤨😟😟 ALEXIS WHAT??? HOW’D SHE KNOW?!
#now i must hear your opinions on who did it and why#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted headcanons#redacted shaw pack#redacted solaire clan#redacted monarchal summit#mia makes a statement
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haikyuu rewatch s01e02
episode 2 wheee. i dont remember the actual details of the rest of season one as clearly as i did episode 1, i think its been 4ish years since ive properly sat down and watched each episode so this will be interesting from here on out, im excited!
lmao interesting that the first thing the camera zooms in on when hinata sees kageyama in the gym for the first time is his shoes??? and then the "karasuno" on his school pe uniform and THEN his face? were his shoes an iconic identifier to hinata?? lmaooo
rules for myself on this (or any tbh) rewatch: never skip the intro songs
i have such a special place in my heart for "imagination." it has unlocked something in my soul
honestly its such a compliment that kageyama remembers hinata, especially when we see into his thoughts a bit here and the things he remembers arent that hinata was some who cried about beating him next time they see each other, but rather he remembers hinatas crazy athletic ability and how much it irked kageyama that hinata wasnt living up to his potential lmao
this is the first indication we get that kageyama doesnt like being called 'king.' in the first ep hinata call him king to his face and kageyama doesnt react at all, but here it bothers him immediately. which of course, makes sense bc The Incident hadnt happened yet when they first met and now it has, but interesting to notice now bc i dont think i caught on to the difference my first time through. i dont think most people would lol and its a nice attention to detail
lmaooo tanaka already making faces
and whyyyy is hinata skirting around like hes trying to herd them like sheep?? ashjaska
hmmm translation error or dialogue error that tanaka is calling all three of them third years? my japanese isnt good enough to tell hmm. just checked the manga panel and its more like hes telling suga to show more 'third year intimidation' rather than including himself in that like the show's subs do. probably a translation thing where it was vague in terms of who it was referring to and that was the interpretation they went with before its confirmed that tanaka is a second year
awww yeah its nice that suga daichi and tanaka remember hinata too!! i wonder if they talked about that match afterwords lmao
"youre way short and sucked bad, but you've got guts!" "thanks!" lmaoooooo
ive never watched the dub but ive seen a few compilation videos and i cant look at this face tanaka's making and think anything other than 'cojones' lmaooo
'youve trained at this with the old ladies' ajkhsajks
waaaahhhh moment of silence for all the beautiful serve/spike pencil sketch animations that we'll never see again. you were so gorgeous and we loved you so much, im sorry youre gone
hinata slides in so quickkkkk for that receive, and ive always loved how slick and epic it looks only for the ball to immediately ricochet up into his face l m a o so good
vp's cinematic cheek ripple and flying wig is just a bonus lol
ooooo more small detail! the shot of the vp's bald head where hinata is surprised kageyama couldnt tell the hair was fake - hinata has all these little red marks on his face where the ball hit him!! nice!
also daichi is so resigned when he takes the wig off his head lmaoo
aww ive never noticed these quick shots of young daichi walking thinking about going to karasuno, cute!
the way they both immediately start begging to be let in and like 'just tell me how to be teammates ill do it!!' they love vb more than anything, they just wanna playy
kajhsaksa and kageyama literally pushing hinata away before declaring that he'll get along with him 😭 bro has no idea how to get along
"let me ask you something. are you actually stupid?" baksjhagsas hes so genuineeee, and hes right aghsajsa
oooooooo yesss love this wide shot of team practicing block follows only to pan out past the bars of the window to show hinata watching from outside yessss
"if i can play volleyball, i'll endure anything" 😭
right.. the unnecessary anime-only shimizu ""fanservice"" shots. furudate would never (and did never). interesting that this sort of thing never really happens again after a certain point. i always wondered if they realized their core audience wasnt here for that kind of thing at all so they dropped it (and bc like i said,,, its not in the manga lmao. the closest thing is the nishinoya/kanoka thing and the saeko/yachi jealousy thing and both of those are 1 for humor rather than sexualization and 2 make sense for the characters whereas this anime moment is literally just the camera being a creep for no reason lol) (you CANNOT convince me it's meant to be kageyama's pov checking her out. possibly hinata would but im still doubtful lol)
the first appearance of tanaka's big ear lmao, love that this becomes a thing whenever he's overhearing
gotta love how passionate kageyama is about being setter, fully talking with his hands lol
how did i not fall in love with tanaka sooner, i thought he was so weird and meh my first time through. i was so wrong lmao. look at him initiating them to come early to use the gym, and showing up TWO HOURS early himself with the keys??? i love himm
okay thats about it for this one, lots of fun this ep! i always forget how ridiculous the wig part is lmao, the series loses a bit of that completely over the top silliness as it goes on, but it gains humor in other ways just through the character dynamics that feel a bit more real imo so not a real loss personally
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THE LAST OF US SPOILERS
okay so i’m with a friend watching this so this may not be as extensive as my notes usually are.
I’M SO EXCITED. RANCH HOUSE SCENE.
RANCH HOUSE SCENE. THE CHOICE. AHHHHH.
THREE MONTHS LATER WOO
TEEEAAAAAAAA JOEL MILLER
I LOVE THIS
THE MAP TACTICCCCCC
I FUCKIN LOVE THIS COUPLE
THE PANIC ATTACK UUGGHHHHH LEMME HUG HIM
TLOU GOODNIGHT AHHHH
THE CINEMATOGRAPHY
THE CAMPFIRE CONCEPT ART AHHHHH
THE DUCT TAPE ON THE BOOT AHHHHH
BELLA LOOKS SO MUCH LIKE ASHLEY
THE ASTRONAUT TALK AHHHHHHH
this wjole sequence has me so EMOTIONAL
THE BRIDGE
THE WHISTLING
THE CINEMATOGRAPHY
OMG THE HYDRO PLANT
JACKSON SOON
GRABBING HER HAND AHH AHHH AHHH
AHHHHH MARIA
THE WAY JOEL STARTED TO PANIC I’M GONNA YELL
ELLIE WITH THE DOG😭😭😭😭
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME WITH THIS CINEMATOGRAPHY
JACKSOOOONNNNNNN
IF I HEAR RETURNING I’LL LOSE IT
MUSIC FRIM THE SECOND GAME FUCK OFF
THE HUG
THEM LAUGHING
ELLIE LOOKS SO SAAAAAD
joel and his manners i love him
ELLIE IS SO FERAL I LOVE HER
THE WAY JOEL SCOLDED HER LMAO
“joel, say congrats.” “congrats.”
I LOVE THEM
“we’re communists” THE WAY JOEL SMIRKS AT TOMMY HAHA
SHIMMER!!!!!!
the wat ellie wants to stay by him UUUGGHHH😭😭😭
HERE COMES THE TALK
the way he’s lying AHHHHHH
TOMMY GONNA BE A DAD???
THE TENSION
ALL GONE SEASONS
JOEL’S TRAUMA PLEASE
CRYING CRYING
THE ROOM
THE ROOM
THE GIRAFFE PLUSH
AHHHHHHHHH
i love that they’re addressing menstration
THE JACKET FROM THE GAME
AHH AHHH AHHHH
IF SHE SEES A PICTURE OF JOEL AND SARAH I’LL LOSE IT
I LOVE MARIA
SARAH WAS JOEL’S DAUGHTER😭😭😭😭
ellie doesn’t miss a fuckin beat man
HIS HAND AHHHH
THE TALK HERE WE GO
HIS FUCKIN PUPPY EYES PEDRO PASCAL YOU MOTHERFUCKER
ELLIE IS GONNA SEE THEM TALK AND RUN OFF AHHHHH
IS JOEL GONNA CRY WAIT
I’M GONNA FUCKIN VAULT OVER THE SIDE OF A BRIDGE
I LOVE JOEL MILLER WITH MY WHOLE HEART
I LOVE PEDRO PASCAL WITH MY WHOLE HEART
THE FUCKING MUSIC I’M DONE
IT’S GONNA FUCKIN HAPPEN
THE SCENE
THE SCENE
THE SCENE
AHHHHHHHHH
HERE WE GO
AHHHHHHHHHH
FUUUCK MAN
GOVE THEM EVERY AWARD
THE FLASHBACK FUCK OFF
YOU DESERVE A CHOICE AHHHH
I’M GONNA CRY UUUGGHHHHHH
IF IT ENDS WITH HIM FALLING ON THE REBAR I’M GONNA LOSE IT
THE LAST OF US ASTRAY
I LOVE JOEL AND TOMMY
THE WAY ELLIE’S HOLDING ONTO JOEL UUUGGHHHHHH
GIMME THE CINEMATOGRAPHY YEAAAAAAA
HIM TEACHING HER TO SHOOT
HIS SMUG SMIRK
THE PATH ARE YOU KIDDING
I’M GONNA CRY JUST BC OF THE SONG
HIS SMILE TALKING ABOUT CONTRACTING
HIM MOCKING HIM AHHHH
IS IT GONNA END WITH HIM ON THE REBAR????
I WANTED TO BE A SINGER AHHHHHHHHH
ASKING PERMISSION FOR THE GUN AND HE DOESN’TBHAVE TO THINK ABOUT TRUSTING HER BUT IF SHE’LL NEED IT OR NOT UUGGHHHHHH
OH FUCK STRAIGHT TO THE LIST
OH FUCK OH FUCK
DON’T GO UPSTAIRS
I’M SO SCARED
IT’S GONNA END WITH HIM ON REBAR ISN’T IT
OH SHIT RAIDERS
I’M SO SCARED
AHHH THE CHOKING ANIMATION FROM THE GAME
OH HE GOT STABBED INSTEAD?????
OH SHIT????
FALLIN OFF THE HORSE AHHHHHHHHHH
ELLIE AHHHHHHH
OH MY GOD
FUCK OFF WITH DEPECHE MODE
GIVE EVERYONE AN EMMY
LEFT BEHIND NEXT EP OH MY GOD
BTS WOOOOO
“that’s what i would have” AHHHHHHHH
HIM CRYING I’M GONNA LLEEEAAAVVVEEEEEEEE
ugh oh my god
i need to rewatch that episode bc i couldn’t fully process the ep
more analysis later bc jesus fucking christ
ALL GONE PLAYING FUCK OFF
i know joel miller does not believe they can make a vaccine and said that to make her feel better
#the last of us spoilers#tlou spoilers#the last of us hbo spoilers#tlou hbo spoilers#the last of us#the last of us hbo#tlou#tlou hbo#pedro pascal#bella ramsey#gabriel luna#joel miller#ellie williams#tommy miller
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okay but the way in which the public/fans fit into the fmo djats au is Super interesting to me. i can imagine alys and aemond both choosing not to go public with their relationship till the divorce is finalized out of consideration for reader, guilt and maybe just to take it slow and figure themselves out but then a few months down the line someone leaks out to the press photos of them kissing and acting all coupley (yknow those that feel like love literally seeps out of them, aemond cupping alys' face and looking down at her tenderly type beat) and all hell breaks lose. the general public is feeling very '?????' because up to this point everyone thought reader and aemond were still together/maybe just having a rough patch and she herself feels like her heart is breaking all over again because now she has to deal with it with eyes of the entire world on her. the band is forced to issue a statement (something along the lines of 'reader and aemond are separated and undergoing a divorce and alys and aemond are happily together and would like that people respected their privacy') and since the au takes place in the 90s/00s i could see a whole lot of misogynistc bullshit falling upon the girls, them being pit against each other, maybe a portion of the fans saying things like 'figures. a & a always looked way more suitable for each other' (not to say that reader doesn't have her own shooters being the it girl that she is, i would even say some people end up dropping the band because of the entire situation) and all of it taking a heavy toll on reader :( her feeling super conflicted, still being super pissed at both As but maybe a small part of her also feeling sorry for how alys' name is being dragged through the mud (the cheating Could have gone past only being emotional but didn't after all, she reasons)... aemond on the other hand, just like real life men from that time, probably gets out of it mostly unscathed public opinion-wise, that fucking bastard (i do like the idea of him getting thrown drinks at his head during some shows and having to hear people scream 'that's for reader' though)
also omg this universe's version of retrospective f&b verses being gossip magazine articles???👀
I love this!!! And it’s exactly how I think a story like fmo would be so interesting in a modern setting. Mainly bc the idea of an unreliable narrator never goes away. Not to sound fake deep or anything, but the rise of blogs and paparazzi and the shift in celebrity culture/social media is basically an unreliable narrator in of itself.
So as the band is taking off, I can imagine certain fans not liking reader. The fawn over Aemond, and daella by extension when people realize he has a kid guys I was watching old nirvana interviews and the ones with Francis bean are so :((.. not even caring daella is half of reader too. I can see people thinking that they wouldn’t be compatible. But the gag with them is that though their aesthetics may different but who do these fans think he was doing ecstasy with the night they got nominated for a mtv video award. Lmao jk.. but not really
as soon as alys enters the picture, it gets worse. I can’t imagine what it would be like to be married to a person, have their child but have the entire world telling your husband has more chemistry with a singer in his band. I’d turn into thanos. That’s basically what happens when alys joins the band. If this happened in the last five years, people would make fan edits of the two them. It would be bad for reader 😭
But we know how the general public flips on people 💀. So as soon as the divorce news leaks, people start to put the dots together. Now reader becomes the feted ex, the cherished mother done wrong. Now of course this narrative switch comes at the expense of alys. Who basically becomes the bad girl (slut shaming galore) who slept her way into the group and broke up a family. Aemond, like you said, comes out relatively unscathed. I think reader would feel bad if alys was getting dragged through the mud but she’d also be like 🤷🏽♀️ y’all made your bed..
He’s probably be one of those musicians that people look back on and are like “… hmm was he like… that” lmao
#fool me once asks#fmo headcanons#when you think about it… Perez Hilton is lowkey mushroom#loser who lies for the fun of it
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@lamentationsofalonelypotato
LOL jumping right back into the ocean of feels! 😬
I won't get my hopes up. I will be just as devastated now as when I find out that he is gone for good. 😭
Aww stay strong, my friend!! 💪🏽
Also I love that you said her mother refused to "entertain anything else" because Dean's job description is literally "anything else" lol. And it really is a wonderful thing (not wonderful like good but you know what I mean) that Dean and the reader can further connect on. Her knowing what Dean really did for a living and him being brave enough to risk his life on the possibility of "a chance."
Lol quite literally "anything else." 😆 Yeah the reader formed a connection with John through reading his journal entries, and now she can better understand Dean and connect with him too. 💞💞
I think Dean would've risked his life to gank the evil thing regardless, but definitely willing to do it for her, even if he finds her dad or not. 💔
It's too late for that kind of talk sexy mountain man. You're stuck with her and she is not going to let you go that easy.
LMAO this took me out. It's very much too late for that -- she's not letting him go for anything now. 😝
Am I trying to hide my emotions over Dean going into the wilderness alone to face a wendigo with humor? Yes, yes I am.
ehehehe 😜
It's a whole vibe 🍞 Side note: I did have to look up what nesting was in the A/B/O universe, but that is so cute. 😭
Ahaha I love GBBO so it got a special mention. (Also me going, how the hell is she gonna pass time for a full week? 😂)
Aww yes, nesting is so cute isn't it? Even if she had nested in Dean's room, compelled by her anxiety, I think it would've melted his surly heart loll.
Oh goodness, yes it was a bad idea and I am so happy that Dean showed up when he did, because my anxiety for this reader was THROUGH THE ROOF. I mean yes, go get your man, but gurl please it's snowing and you've got a broken ankle. At least catch a bear or something to pull you on a sleigh lol. 🤣
SUCH a bad idea loll. I had to have Dean intervene there. Exactly like, go get your man, but not on a broken ankle, hun. 🤣 "Catch a bear" -- I'm deceased. I think she's pretty much done with bears from now on! LOL 🐻
See this is why I don't get my hopes up because OH MY SWEET GOODNESS I'M CRYING 😭 But at least Dean is there now to wipe away her tears. AND my tears will soon be dried with the fires of their passion so... LOL 😂
bby we're all crying, but like you said, at least Dean's there to pick you up (and warm you up). 😏❤️🔥❤️🔥
See I feel better already 🥰
Oh good! lol that's what I was hoping for.~~
This is such a wonderful comparison to what it's like being around him for the reader. It holds the warmth and the feeling of home whenever you read it. I love it.
Honestly that description reminded me of the way you write the reader in Take a Chance, giving very human and specific details to her background and whenever she talked to Ben about her past -- so I'm very glad you enjoyed that part. 💕
And also you know how much I love the continuing idea of Dean thinking that he's not enough and that the reader would never like him. I know that I always point it out when I read something of yours, but it really always fits him and you write it so well my friend 💚
Aw thank you so much!! It seems I always come back to that in my Dean fics! I think subconsciously I'm trying to beat that mentality out of him with every story. 🤣 But also, I think his self-worth (or lack thereof) and his fear of being a danger to the people he loves are just key points of his character that you kind of have to deal with -- at least in the canon SPN world, whenever Dean gets close to being in a serious relationship with someone. 🥲❤️🩹
I also love this bit, because Dean reduces himself to physical wealth here rather than seeing all the wonderful qualities of himself that we all love being something that he can give the reader. It really makes their connection all the more loving and real, because the reader isn't asking for Dean to give her things or to be rich, she's just asking FOR Dean. And I think it will be a beautiful and wonderful thing when he realizes that.
In Dean's pov it's like, "I don't have a 'normal' house, I don't have a normal job, all I've got is my car and emotional baggage that I don't want to unload on someone else--especially someone outside of the Job." But she doesn't need him to have "normal" things. He literally saved her life and is meant to be hers. To her, the quality of who he is and the connection of being true mates is more important, and the rest they'll figure out together. 💞 Here's hoping Dean can realize that soon...
This chapter was so wonderful Alex! I loved every heart wrenching bit and I can't wait to read the next one my wonderful friend! ❤️
Aw thank you so much, my friend!! 🥰 I'm so happy that you're enjoying the mini rollercoaster of this story, and I truly hope you enjoy the grand finale too!! 💖💖
Against the Wind - Part 3
Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x F. Omega!Reader
Summary: You wake up in a strange alpha’s cabin in the middle of a snowstorm, all with a busted ankle. He holds shadows in his eyes, even though his hands are gentle. There are iron shutters around his heart, even though he saved you. You might just save him in return.
AN: Merry Christmas! I'm dropping this chapter a day early for you guys. Now, here's the full story, and what Dean is going to do about it…
Jacklesverse Bingo24 Prompt: True Mates @jacklesversebingo
Song Inspo: “Against the Wind” by Bob Seger
Word Count: 3.8K
Tags/Warnings: 18+ only. Angst, mentions of blood, hint of spice.~
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Part 3: Nothing Left to Burn
“We should start heading back,” you say, looking up at the mid-afternoon sky. It was starting to dip toward the top of the trees in the distance. “It’s going to take a couple of hours to get back before nightfall.”
“Yep, it’s about that time.” Your dad groans as he starts to haul himself back to his feet, where you two had been taking a rest against a tree. “Jesus, I need a new pair of knees. Help your old man, would ya?”
You smirk as you help the middle-aged alpha to his feet. His joints pop and his back cracks as he stretches his arms high.
“Damn, Dad. You’re creakier than the trees,” you quip.
He tosses you a wry look. “Just you wait. In a few years, after wrangling a couple of pups, you’re gonna feel my pain.”
“A few years?” you laugh. “Did I miss the part where I actually met a decent guy, let alone one worth mating?”
“Oh, you’ll find him,” your dad nods, slinging his rifle back over his shoulder. “Or he’ll find you, like your mother did with me.”
You follow his lead with your own rifle, falling into step with him through the forest clearing. It’s a beautiful day in late November. Already you can see the edge of frost on the shrubs and half-barren trees. The ground is littered with dead leaves painted in browns, oranges, and dappled with reds.
“You met her in college. It’s not like you guys defied fate,” you say.
“Yeah, but if she hadn’t walked into my psychology class by mistake, and stolen my latte at the campus café, maybe you wouldn’t be here,” he teases.
You huff and roll your eyes. Yes, your parents are a walking cliché. And by far, your dad’s the bigger sap.
“I’m telling you. Sometimes, the universe does us a solid,” he says, reinforcing his point with a literal pointed finger your way. You push it away from your face in exasperation.
“You might wanna watch where you’re going,” you say, “before you roll your ankle on another pebble.”
“You kidding me?” he exclaims. “That thing was the size of my fist! You’re lucky I didn’t break an ankle. Make you carry me all the way back to the car.”
You snort. “Right. Think I’ll just leave you for the bears…”
You trail off when a sound reaches you and your father. The sound of leaves crunching in the underbrush, quick and light. Your father’s shoulders straighten with alertness, the alpha’s head cocking toward the sound.
“Maybe I spoke too soon about the bears,” you whisper. He shakes his head.
“Nah, too light. It’s probably an elk.” He tosses you a smile. “We’ll have one hell of a haul to bring home, plus a good story to tell your mom.”
Your mother, the vegan veterinarian?
“Yeah, because she loves elk meat.”
“Would you quit being a smartass for two minutes? You go a little west. I’ll see where it’s at,” he says.
He quietly wracks his rifle and steps away from the clearing, farther into the woods. You do what he says, veering west. You don’t see the elk, and soon enough, you don’t see your dad either. You do hear a whistling on the wind, and the cold of it cuts right through your coat.
Unease prickles down your spine, though you don’t know why.
“Dad?” you whisper-yell, trying not to spook whatever animal might be out there.
A gunshot rings out, along with your dad’s voice in a shout. Your eyes widen in alarm, and you call his name, taking off in a run to find him.
You end up rising over a hill you hadn’t crossed before, but you see your dad below; you recognize his bright blue puffer jacket that Mom got him for his birthday. You call his name, and he looks up at you with fear in his eyes.
Not for himself, but for you.
“Go, get out of here!” he shouts and waves you off.
“What? What is it?!” you yell.
He shakes his head, like he’s unable to answer your question. “Run! Run and don’t stop!”
He moves further into the denser trees until you can no longer make him out. With a frustrated huff, you sprint down the hill and try to follow his tracks with your gun at the ready. On the wind, in the distance, you still hear his voice.
Until it cuts off abruptly, along with the terrible cracking of bone.
You gasp and halt in your steps. What the fuck was that?
Tears fill your eyes and blur your vision. Despite what you heard, you realize just how very alone you are in the clearing. Fear and adrenaline make your breath tremulous and shallow, but you can’t just give up. You search for a while longer, making yourself hoarse calling out to your father.
No matter what direction you take, you never find him.
“I ran back to town to get the rangers,” you say, brushing a couple of stray tears from your cheeks. You sniff, licking your lips and swallowing a hard lump of emotion in your throat.
Dean continues to listen intently with his brows furrowed.
“It was too late,” you sigh. “He disappeared. They explained it away, thought a grizzly bear got him, but I know it wasn’t a damn bear.”
You shake your head as the tears come harder and faster, all over again. Dean’s jaw clenches in sympathy.
“No one believed me about what I heard, not even my mom,” you confess. Your mother had been too distraught to entertain “anything else.” No matter how strongly you’d felt about your suspicions, you understood that she just wanted to put your father’s death behind her after his funeral. Part of you had stopped believing yourself.
A stronger part of you hadn’t been able to let it go, however. So you had to come back here and try to find any trace of your father.
When you finally run out of words, you see the proverbial gears turning in Dean’s eyes.
“What’re you thinking?” you hazard to ask. You can’t help but reach out and grab at his wrist. “Do you…do you believe me?”
Dean’s gaze softens a fraction. He lays his larger hand over yours.
“Yeah, I do,” he says. “I’m willing to bet on what took him too.”
He squeezes your hand before he lets you go and gets up from his seat. He soon returns with his father’s journal in hand. He reclaims his spot across from you, sitting close to your thigh on the end of the chaise. His gaze falls away from your face to the journal in hand, and he flips it open to a page he knows from memory. You suck in a subtle breath to steel yourself when he turns it toward you—to the very page that had given you nightmares the first night you read it.
Wendigo.
“Nasty son of a bitch,” he says. “It hibernates for decades at a time, but when it surfaces, it knows how to get through long winters like this. It takes a handful of people at a time, feeding on its victims slow.”
You feel sick at that, but still, his words elicit a sliver of hope.
“So there’s a chance he could still be alive,” you say, in a brighter voice. Dean gives you a measured look, dragging a hand over his mouth.
“Look, I’m gonna be straight with you,” he says. “It’s been months, right?”
You nod, though you realize what he’s saying. Don’t get your hopes up.
“But there’s a chance,” you insist, with tears in your eyes. Dean holds your gaze for a moment, and he nods. He squeezes your knee this time, then shuts the journal with one hand as he moves to stand.
You follow him on your crutches over to the kitchen. He pulls out a drawer and retrieves a folded-up map. Tossing the journal on the kitchen counter, he opens up the map and lays it out flat next to the sink. It’s a map of the mountain, and the entire forest surrounding the mountain of Big Sky. Dean’s eyes flick up to yours.
“Where did it happen?”
Dean has packed up his supplies and put on his winter gear. You watch him from the living room sofa, trying to hide your unease. You know he’s doing this for you, but there’s part of you that doesn’t want to see him leave, for his own sake, and selfishly for yours.
“Try not to go outside again unless you absolutely friggin’ have to,” he warns. “And if you do, don’t go too far. Make sure you take a weapon, preferably a gun and a knife.”
“Dean, I know,” you reply. You get up and hover by the couch while he finishes lacing his snowshoes and hooks his backpack on. You’re unable to hide your concern.
“You shouldn’t be going out there alone,” you say.
Dean tosses you a grin. It has the shade of how he was with you before the “journal” incident—self-assured, a hint teasing.
“Don’t worry. This isn’t exactly my first solo mission,” he says, though his devil-may-care attitude soon subsides into something more serious. “If I’m not back inside a week, you need to ration out the supplies here as best you can. That new meat in the fridge should last you a while.”
By new meat, you have to assume he means the bear.
“When you’re healed up, you can make your way down the mountain and back to town with that map I left for you. Kitchen counter,” he says.
Your frown worsens. You step closer to him with the pretense of closing and locking the front door for him after he leaves.
“Dean,” you say, stopping him at the door. He turns to look at you over his shoulder. You hesitate, fidgeting slightly, but you gain your courage.
“If you don’t come back, I’m going to find you,” you warn him.
Dean frowns. He turns to you fully and tilts his head as if to say, come again?
“No, you’re not, Omega. You understand me?”
His terseness doesn’t scare you anymore. You glare up at him, quite literally standing your ground.
“You didn’t leave me out there when you didn’t even know me. You think I’d do that to you?” you counter.
At that, Dean has to pause, tilting his head slightly. He almost smiles at your stubbornness, and just like that, his annoyance dissipates. It softens him, making him reach for your arm in an assuring squeeze.
“I appreciate the thought, but trust me. I’d rather you look out for you,” he says.
Right now, you don’t really give a shit about what he’d rather, but you don’t say so. It’s written across your face anyway. Dean’s mouth tugs at a smile.
“All right, I’m out,” he says. “Save me some of Yogi in there.”
You huff, but you shut the door behind him after he steps out onto the porch, down the steps, and beyond. You move to the living room window and watch him get farther and farther away from the cabin.
Despite the crackling fireplace, you begin to feel cold inside.
After the first three days, you’ve managed to clean the entire cabin, top to bottom. With the “new meat,” you make a large batch of soup to last you throughout the week. You freeze a couple of servings for Dean.
For when he gets back.
You try to fill up your time in other ways, like attempting, and failing, and trying again more successfully to make bread from scratch. You haven’t binge-watched every season of The Great British Bake-Off for nothing.
Then you organize all of the alpha’s books by author. You wash all the laundry you can find and fold everything neatly on his bed, and you put away the couple of sweaters you’ve borrowed from him into your own dresser.
On Day Four, you create a nest of pillows and blankets in the middle of the living room floor. In your anxiety, it’s a reflex you can’t help. Your initial instinct was to nest in his room, but you thought that was too invasive of his privacy, so the living room was your next best option. At least his scent is still somewhat imbued into his favorite chair, and around his records. (You do steal another shirt of his to sleep with though.)
On Day 8, your worry becomes a living thing. You pace the living room and the kitchen on your crutches, probably wearing down the wooden ends of them while you debate what to do. Despite what Dean told you to do if he didn’t get back, you know you’re not just going to leave him out there. But the reality is, you have a problem of mobility.
With a frustrated huff, you decide to try setting your problem foot down normally. Your ankle hurts, a sharp pain shooting up your calf and nearly sending you to the floor.
“Fuck!” you gasp, both in shock and aggravation.
You know this isn’t just a sprain. At best it could be a fracture, since no bone is protruding under the skin. It still means you shouldn’t go after him either.
But you’ll have to try.
After you manage to clamber back onto your feet using the crutches, you put together some supplies, including the extra med kit in case he’s hurt. (Or in case something happens to you while you’re out there.) This is a bad idea, you think, even as you heave on your jacket.
Then, you hear the sound of a lock turning, before the front door shoves open.
A yelp of surprise escapes you, though you soon realize that it’s Dean, looking worn down and ragged, but alive.
“Home, sweet home,” he says wryly, but he looks relieved to see you too.
You help him sink down onto the chaise, where he stretches out with a groan. He tips his head back on the cushion. His jacket is torn in a few places. Blood has dried on his cheek, his neck, and near his hairline, and you worry about where else he might be hurt.
You quickly go to the kitchen and pour a bowl of warm water and grab a hand towel. You bring it all back to Dean, where you set your supplies on the floor and sit down beside him on the cushion.
“Are you okay?” You try to calm down your racing heart (and the nauseous feeling in your stomach) as you help him work open his jacket, followed by his shirt. Discreetly, your eyes take in the expanse of his tanned skin and pebbling nipples exposed to the cool air, even with the fire roaring nearby.
“Yeah, just peachy,” he says.
You smile a little. You take the towel, dampen it, and begin to clear the blood from his cheek, his neck, and the upper part of his torso—even his scuffed hands. Then you squeegee out the blood in the bowl and continue your task. Dean subtly watches you, his gaze a bit softer than usual.
He eventually looks you over with a frown as he takes in the way you’re dressed, and then the backpack by the door.
“What, about to go for a little afternoon stroll?” His sarcasm turns to annoyance. “Didn’t I tell you to stay put until you can actually walk?”
Your mouth flattens into a line, but any anger you might’ve felt is waylaid by your relief. It brings tears to your eyes.
“I thought something happened to you,” you say.
Dean hesitates. Your hand has stilled on his chest. He softens a little more, grasping your hand in his larger one.
“I’m fine,” he says. “The job’s done.”
Your eyes widen. “You found the…thing? The wendigo?”
His mouth pulls at a cocky grin, tempered only by his tiredness, and the way he’s looking at you. “Sure did. Tried to take a chunk outta my ass, but a little aerosol deodorant and a lighter’s all you need to barbecue that ugly son of a bitch.”
You smile in amusement, but all too soon, it fades.
“Did you find my dad?” you ask.
Dean’s expression sobers as well.
“Yeah, I think so.” His face gentles. “Was he wearing a blue puffer jacket?”
Your lips tremble. As that horrible realization dawns, you break down into tears. You already know from his tone that your father was dead when he found him.
Dean guides you down to him by your shoulder and wraps his arms around you. You bury your face into his neck, and your body shakes with quiet sobs.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he murmurs into your hair. “Believe me, I am.”
He holds you close, warm and secure. He allows you to stay there as long as you need, where you feel safe, even if this world has become a colder, darker place.
After a few minutes longer, your intense sobs begin to subside. You don’t mean to, but you turn your nose into Dean’s neck, scenting him on reflex. It calms you down, but it has the unintended effect of arousing him. The alpha rumbles in pleasure.
You blink in surprise and lean back enough to see his face. Dean’s lips press together as he looks down on you; he seems embarrassed, but you also see the heat reflected in his gaze, so intense in those forest greens. Your face begins to warm in a blush.
He brushes your cheek with his thumb, collecting your tears there. You glance down at his plush lips again, your own parting with a breath. His hand moves to cup your cheek, framing the side of your face. Please…
He finally drags you to him in a kiss.
It’s heady and passionate, and also comforting. Your fingers wind into his hair, your nails scraping along his scalp. He growls as his arm tightens around your waist. You shiver in delight.
You press a hand to the center of his chest, giving you leverage to rise up and slide your thigh over his legs. There you sink into his lap. Your breasts pillow against his chest when you lay on top of him, your elbows digging into the cushion on either side of his head. His hands move down your body, feeling down your sides, squeezing your hips, and then your ass. You hum into his mouth and roll your hips into his. Already you feel him hardening through his jeans.
But somehow he breaks away from your kiss, even though your hands are still in his hair.
“Sorry…we can’t do this,” he says, with difficulty.
He sits upright and nearly makes you fall over in the process. He grabs your arm before you tip over, but he keeps himself at arm’s length from you after you’re forced to slide off his lap, sitting on the end of the chaise instead. Your eyes glisten with hurt and confusion.
“Why?” is all you can ask.
He doesn’t want to answer.
“Dean?” you ask, inching towards him. He raises a hand to keep you at bay.
“Just…it’s not a good idea, okay?” he says, with the clenching of his jaw.
That cuts into you even more. Your heart pulses with pain.
“Do you know what your scent is to me?” you ask, in a voice slightly trembling. You glance at the fireplace that has dimmed to embers. “It’s better than that fire at full blaze. Every time I went camping with my dad, that’s what I loved the most. Sitting by that fire, talking, laughing, and for the millionth time, telling the story of when I gave my sister micro bangs in her sleep when I was ten.”
You wipe a stray tear from your eye, but you respect the distance he’s put between you two.
“The second I met you, I knew what this was,” you say. “I think you know it too.”
Dean shakes his head. His face betrays his wariness, his desire, and his obstinance.
“Look…even if that’s true, you don’t want this with me,” he says. His handsome face becomes marred by a frown, his brows knitting together. “I don’t even own this place. Besides my car, I ain’t got much of anything to give.”
You shake your head in dismay. “I know that’s not true.”
“I’m not bullshitting,” he says. “Listen…I’ve never had much. And what I did have, I found a way to lose. I’ve let my people down. Just about everyone I’ve ever…”
You can’t help but reach out a hand for him, your heart hurting, but he leans away, pressing himself back against the seat. It cuts even deeper into you; now though, you wonder if it’s because he feels the same gut feeling you do when he’s this close—close enough to touch, but almost afraid of the burn.
“They’ve been hurt, almost always because of me.” His voice shakes imperceptibly, with a wry, humorless turn of his lips. “So take it from me, sweetheart. You’ll wanna steer clear.”
“Dean,” you say. You expel a breath, digesting his words, while thinking of what you want to say.
“I’ve never not felt safe with you,” you confess. “Even when I screwed up and drove you crazy, I’m sure, I knew you’d never hurt me. The same way I know…”
You reach out a tentative hand to lay in the center of his chest, over his heart. Your thumb brushes the edge of his strange tattoo, over the dark ink in his skin.
“You’re my mate. My one, true mate in this world,” you say, meeting his eyes. “And I want to know you.”
You see inner conflict in the depths of Dean’s eyes, dark green and troubled. You take a chance and lean in, brushing your cheek against his, nuzzling, laying a soft kiss to his cheek.
“Omega,” he warns, but the grit in his voice has little heat.
Or at least, it’s heat of a different kind, as his strong hands once again find your waist. They hold you still, but also hold you to him. Your gentle affection is making him ache, deep in the shadowy cavern of his chest. He’d never admit it, but loneliness had set in there, burrowed deep with a stronghold on his heart. Without knowing, you’ve been carving it out with those gentle hands.
You now slide your hands up his chest and over his shoulders, warm palms on his skin.
“Alpha, I want to know you,” you insist. Quiet, but steady, your voice is a mere brush of words near his ear, against his cheek. “Please.”
Dean’s brows furrow as he briefly shuts his eyes tight. With your whispered plea, the brittle chain of his restraint finally snaps free.
He cradles the back of your head and guides you back into a feverish kiss.
AN: Sorry to cut it off there lol, but the big (steamy) finale is coming up next week! Perhaps a little earlier than Friday. 😘
Next Time:
“Were you nesting, Omega?” he teases, between the sinful meetings of his lips with yours. You hum your affirmation before his tongue swipes across your lower lip, seeking entrance.
You open yourself to him in more ways than one; you slip your hands across his naked shoulders and explore the smooth planes of muscle, the dips and softness in between. You encourage him to lower down, to cover you with the length and broadness of his frame. His weight is a welcome one between your thighs and against the softness of your body.
“Was worried about you,” you whisper a confession against his lips. Dean briefly pauses, meeting your eyes.
“Thanks for waiting up,” he says, with a hint of a smile.
Your lips curve upwards in return.
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I listened to all the audios AND I LOVE THEM SO MUCH
My brain is braining with so many ideas rn, anyways here is my input on them
reader/lunatic needs some therapy fr- CALL DANIELA
OMG I NEED A SCENE WHERE READER AND LUNATIC ARE ACTUALLY WORKING TOGETHER BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE INSANE- you thought one mutated bird was hard to beat HOW ABOUT TWO
OMGGGGG I love this song sm, and plus I also thought about readers beginning dynamic with this song, IT JUST FITS SO WELL
BACKSTABBER- I’m scared… I need this story to be canon rn, with full 4K 1080p 3d mocap animations
Chp 1-7 WAS A ROLLERCOASTER OF EMOTIONS (I love it so much), at first I was a bit confused but when I reread the story with context EVERYTHING WAS SO COOL AND MADE SENSE AND OMGGJSJDBAJBSKANSKSNS$:@/$;&/& I LOVE UR WRITINGGGGG!!!! man I’m about draw you scenarios just so you can edit them
THISSSS AUDIOOOOOOOOO NGL the distortion of the voice in the audio is what I imagine lunatic’s voice is like (not the voice itself just the distortion
Reader beating the shit out of Miranda for everything she did to them is not a want.. ITS A NEED
AAA my heart 😰😰😰 I’m imagining Daniela trying to bring reader back from a frenzy but reader is just trying to tell her to kill them so she can be safe 😭😭
Ethan: finally!! They’re down! Lunatic: Ethan:….. shit NAH BUT READER/LUNATIC IN RE8 WOULD BE INSANE, an elden ring boss healthbar appears at the bottom-
THIS WITH READER TRYING TO GO BACK IN TIME WHILE THINKING OF THE DIMITRESCUS BDJAJSJA I’m dying rn
Cassandra and reader dancing in the village…. CASSANDRA AND READER DANCING IN THE VILLAGE
Below the surface fits them so well I love that song so much
STOP IM GONNA CRY- Cassandra will never live that down if she killed them. Her first love killed by her hands 😭😭😭😭
Reader just raging in their memories trying to find a way to go back
IT DOES OKAY IT FITS THEM SO MUCH
okay I’m crying now AAAAAAAAAA Daniela would put new rocks she found in their grave (if they even have one), and tell them about the new flowers she planted while crying 😭😭😭😭
ANYWAYS KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK
IM SO SORRY, I ONLY JUST GOT BACK FROM WORK BUT HERE WE GO
now imagine Daniela just sits them both down and is like, "you two work on your problems or i'm not giving either of you rocks for a week" (their problems are solved in record speed)
i'm really thinking about writing that little AU thing where Reader/Lunatic are actually like working together to take an intruder down LMAO (there's a boss in Dark Souls 3 that reminds me of them but i cannot remember the name:( )
THIS SONG IS LITERALLY SO GOOD, i so desperately want to edit them SO BAD to this song but they are only canon in my mind :'(
the way you read my mind... i would literally beg capcom to help me make some mocap animations just to make edits of them SKDJFHSDJKFHS
SKDJFHSKJF THAT WAS MY INTENTION!!! literally when i started out writing TPtM, i was trying to confuse you all but have it make sense if you were to go back and reread, AND IM SO GLAD I ACHEIVED THAT PLEASE (also i will literally fall in love with you if you draw scenarios oh my god-)
this distortion is what they're supposed to sound like!! like Reader's voice mixed with something a little more sinister, almost like the second voice is just slightly delayed
LISTEN SHE WILL GET WHATS COMING TO HER I PROMISE, i love my lil bioterrorist but she has gone way too far 😭
THATS EXACTLY HOW I IMAGINED IT, like she's just trying so hard to convince them how much she adores them and how she can help them, and Reader is just warning her to stay away or that they're a lost cause, that she should just take them out while she still can... :(
no because imagine Reader is just all bloody and on the floor, gasping for air, multiple bullet wounds in their body, and they're just kind of crawling back into the shadows. Ethan goes to finish the battle, only to see... multiple eyes amongst the shadows?? and why the fuck is there a darker than black shadow he can barely see??? and then that's when Lunatic probably steps over their body to protect them and goes absolutely apeshit
(also, Ethan would've never made it out alive if these two were in RE8 LMAO, like he could probably try reasoning with Reader, but the second he even thought of harming the Dimitrescus, he'd be taken out)
HEHEHE, i did have a much angstier thought for it but honestly them trying to go back through their memories works too-
PLEASEEEE MY HEART CANT TAKE IT, I NEVER EVEN THOUGHT THIS COULD FIT CASS/READER DANCING IN THE VILLAGE BUT NOW THAT IM IMAGINING IT??? OH MY GOD
below the surface is literally so good please, every time i hear it, i think of them
SHE WOULD NEVER FORGIVE HERSELF- she'd just be looking at the older sketches she's done of them, and eventually, there would come a time she can no longer draw them simply from memory, and it would probably be the only instance she breaks down ugly sobbing
FALL FAIR SUITE IS SUCH A GOOD RAGE SONG LOWKEY, like it really doesn't sound like one but my god-
IM SO GLAD YALL AGREE LIKE IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT
YALL HAVE GOT TO STOP MAKING ME CRY, THATS SUPPOSED TO BE MY JOB >:'( she'd literally be trying so hard to keep a smile on her face while tears are streaming down her cheeks, and she'd just talk to their grave (or wherever it was decided their "grave" would be, body or not) as if they were simply sitting next to her :(
OKAY IM GONNA GO LISTEN TO THE OTHER AUDIOS Y'ALL SENT IN, JUST KNOW I LOVE YOU AND APPRECIATE YOU AND GETTING ASKS ABOUT OTHER AUDIOS MADE ME ALMOST CRY <33333
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I don't have a promt in mind but smth with dick grayson x reader fluff ? There isn't much for him x male reader😭
Lazy-Day
Dick Grayson x Male reader
Summary: Dick and the Reader a taking a day off after a rough night of heroing around Bludhaven.
Reader is a hero as well, you can imagine if they’re meta or not, but they’re able to get bruises and alike.
Im literally the most single person to ever exist, so im not sure if this counts as fluff but i tried lmao.
Projects are over, so i have time to write again ^^
It was a gloomy day in Bludhaven, rain was falling from the sky at a lazy pace, pitter pattering against the window. The medium sized apartment was mainly silent except for the sound of the tv playing the days news report.
On the couch sat one of the main protectors of Bludhaven, wrapping clean bandages around his upper arm where he had been nicked by a bullet the night before. Dick Grayson was his name, or as many more knew him, Nightwing. He kept half his attention on the screen, the other expertly wrapping the now scabbed over cut.
His attention was pulled elsewhere as someone else threw themselves down on the couch beside him, a bowl overflowing with cereal, the person devouring large spoonfuls as the persons attention fell on the screen as well. This person was (Y/N), Dicks boyfriend and partner during their night job. He had taken quite the beating the night before, if the black eye and bruised cheek was any sign.
Dick finished wrapping his arm, and placed the bandages and other items back into one of their many first-aid boxes. Closing the box, he tucked it back under the sofa where they typically kept it, and turned back to his boyfriend. Dick tilted his head to the side, his eyes running up and down his boyfriend. To others, the outfit of a large t-shirt that had been washed so many times the picture on the front was barely visible, and shorts that seemed older than Damian would be unappealing, but to Dick it always made his heart warm and gooey to see his boyfriend as relaxed.
Another look up and down, Dick took notice of the signs of their nightlife. Bruised face, bruised knuckles, an agitated knee from a superhero landing, and from the way (Y/N) sat, his ribs hurt as well. As Dick was busy checking out his boyfriend, (Y/N) finished his comically large bowl of cereal, and placed the bowl down on the coffee table.
“What are you looking at?” he murmured in Dicks direction, as the other mans looks had clearly gone from assessing damage, to simply checking out. “Just admiring my handsome boyfriend, anything wrong with that?” Dick said, a teasing tone to his voice as he squinted in (Y/N)s direction.
(Y/N) gave a snort, shaking his head softly as he exhaled a chuckle. “Wouldn’t call myself the most attractive person this morning Grayson, I look like I was beat up for my lunch money. You on the other hand? You make bruises look hot” he hummed, crossing his arms over his chest, and sitting back against the couch.
Dick grinned, sitting up straight before turning completely and crawling closer to (Y/N). “Oh? So you think I’m hot?” he muttered, leaning close to (Y/N)s face as he caged the other man in against the armrest of the couch. (Y/N) just rolled his eyes very obviously, huffing at his boyfriend’s behavior. “Yes, Dick. You are very handsome. We both know this”.
Dick grinned, leaning in to kiss (Y/N) softly, over and over a few times, placing quick but loving pecks on his boyfriends’ lips. “Your so handsome too, you know. You always make me weak in the knees, no matter what your wearing or how you look” he murmured, leaning up to kiss at (Y/N)s cheeks and softly kissing the bruised area.
When he finally sat back, the two sat and started at each other for a bit. “Did you even ice that?” Dick finally said, zeroing in on the purpling bruise on his partners face. “…no. But its fine, I cant feel it that much” (Y/N) finally said, sending Dick a stare that dared him to go raid the freezer for ice or whatever else they had in there.
They stared into each other’s eyes for a little longer, before Dick shut his eyes and sighed. “Fine. But you’ll have to cuddle me as payment for not doing something about it” the man huffed, crawling up into (Y/N)s space again, and flopping down against his chest. (Y/N) snickered, crossing his arms to grab the throw blanket that was draped over the back of the couch, and pulling it over them.
He put his arm around Dicks waist, as he fished for the remote with the other. When he finally got his hands on it, he started surfing the channels as Dick wiggled into a comfortable position. They finally landed on a channel, which appeared to be in the middle of an episode about penguins and alike. Placing the remote down, (Y/N) placed his other arm around Dick, and got comfortable.
Dick laid his head on the others chest, and exhaled softly. Laying here made them both forget all about their cuts and bruises, pushing the aching to the back of their mind as their attention stayed on the screen. At times (Y/N) would lean down to press a kiss to Dicks forehead, the other had grabbed (Y/N)s hand, and was rubbing circles on the back of it. He would hound (Y/N) about his bruises later, now they would just stay here.
#nightwing#dick grayson#dc#dick grayson x male reader#dick grayson imagine#dick grayson headcanon#male reader#dc imagine#dc x male reader#dc headcanon#nightwing x male reader#nightwing imagine#nightwing headcanon#batfam#Reader always ends up being a hero or villain or similar in these kinds of things cuz there just isnt enough of it
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I hope I’m not too late aaah 😭 Can I request a letter from reader who is Ace’s best friend & also former crewmate? Like they miss him so much so they just write a letter. Lots of angst plz.
Thanks!!
Thank you for this request! I hope this wasn't too technical. I made it gn! And I sort of just tried to express all of our feelings about missing Ace lmao i hope that makes sense
Ace x gn! reader DIARY: Reader writes a letter to Ace after his demise. They miss him badly and writes to pour their grief/love onto paper. A/n: Reader and Ace are kind of implied to have been in a romantic relationship SFW Word count: 639
My Dear Captain,
How have you been?
Happy birthday! You turn 24 today, the same age as I was when we first met. Let's celebrate tonight!
There are plenty of things I regret, things I wish I’ve done, things I wish I’ve said, especially to you. But I no longer blame myself, not as much as last year at least... I know you never like it when I’m sad.
Besides, I ask myself what I would’ve done anyway if I knew what was going to happen.
I’ve long since strayed from the narrow and straight path of what my life was laid out to be, until you stumbled upon it and pulled me out of the water. I was hardly awake before you, spending all my days looking over the horizon in my little, quaint island. Only dreaming of bluer skies and the broad, open seas, I was fully prepared to lead an unassuming life, free from trouble, from deep pain and heartache. Much too afraid to seek adventure on my own, you were the the encouraging push I needed.
When we’re together, you make me feel invincible. I feel like I could do everything, and do everything we did! You shooed my anxieties away, lifted the blanket of fear that surrounded me. In your warm embrace, you coaxed my soul out of the shadows. You continually challenged my grit (and patience) with every journey we treaded. I miss seeing your annoying little smile and proud freckles. I miss scolding you for sleeping like a log at random places, barging into my quarters in the wee hours of the night and in the morning to bother me, the sketchy food we concoct in the kitchen (much to Thatch’s objections), the way you beg me to visit a new island together, your dumb idea to poke that beast in Little Garden. Heck, I even miss your smug face when you beat me at cards.
Thank you for choosing this life for me.
But now that you’re gone, I often wonder how big of my heart you took with you.
It’s been over two years. Walking around the ship sometimes feels like a daydream: seeing your clothes in the closet, your boots by the entrance, the cold evenings make me feel as if I’m only waiting for you to come home. I wish we had more time. What I’d give to spend just one more hour, one more minute with you.
Thankfully, I still have your old letters and gifts (including the piece of hair you creepily made me store “just in case”) for when times are extra hard. They still smell of you, a little bit, so I only take them out from time to time.
I’m still getting my momentum back. I’d want to have a plethora of stories to recount when we meet again, and I’ll make sure they’ll knock your socks off and make you cry with jealousy! Heh. I’ll take your dreams along with mine, and make them all come true on your behalf! For our sakes, that is my promise.
I wouldn’t change anything with what happened. You passed with a smile, and I hope everyday you hear all of us sending our love to you. You must be greatly annoyed in the afterlife because I keep speaking to you in my head. But don't take that as an invitation to haunt me.
But you already knew that: you know that I would still do it all over again, as long as it’s with you.
Hopefully this letter reaches you well. Look after me, Ace.
Eating good for two at your party tonight. :P
Counting the days til I can hold your hand again, Y/n
P.S. I’ve left you flowers and your favorite wine which was expensive, by the way. You owe me a damn good drink.
#loveletter♡#sweetthing♡#portgas d ace#portgas d ace fluff#portgas d ace x reader#portgas d ace scenario#one piece x reader#portgas d ace angst#one piece angst#whitebeard pirates#spade pirates
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Mihoyo knew how handsome Dottore is so they gave him a mask.
Me- 10 minutes earlier: writting about how Dottore threw a child across the room
Me- 10 minutes later: reads soft dottore headcanons
This man radiates so much dom energy, like hun u could top other 3 harbingers (doesn't have to be a sexual way), thIs MAN wOnT LeT yOu.
If someone tried, he would degrade you too much just to prove who's in charge.
"How can a heart beat this fast when it stopped so many others?" - every readers thoughts if they laid on Dottore's chest
WOW I'VE BEEN GONE FOR A LONG TIME,
School amirite anyways this is the first thing I see in my inbox 😭
Loving the duality btw boo 😍
Also don't you mfs lie to me I know we love watching him go "haha murder" but I also know we've wished we were that child at least thrice.
I know I do LMAO
I'M ALSO LOVING THAT LAST LINE, GO YOU
And now to the real eyebrow raiser – his dom energy, sexual or not.
Mfs are gonna start questioning me I can already hear it but PEOPLE, LISTEN TO ME— you cannot tell me this mf would not be into losing control (provided it's to someone he genuinely trusts yk? yfm?)
Oh he'll degrade you? Degrade him back. Go on, keep up, it's not that hard boo clap back 🧐
Watch him deflate, bruise his ego.
Okay okay so I may be biased bc I see everyone as a big phat bottom but-
He's got enough control anyway yeah? <3
Now don't you dare run to the comments or think "nahh ain't no way it's gonna be that easy"– I know some of you have thought about it don't lie to me 🔫
Surely he's got his days where he just doesn't want any. Like c'mon fight back give him a challenge, man's gotta meet his match go ahead 😍
This next bit is purely headcanon based but vio's got a feeling he never received much affection and validation so getting babied and just??? Being the bottom behind closed doors????? This man would be in heaven I swear Fatui men are just manbabies waiting to be held (hoyo you did this to yourselves by giving them all tragic pasts). Hold him tight my dears, reassure him, pls god he needs it.
— CEO of the Dottore Appreciation Club
#genshin impact dottore#genshin dottore#genshin impact#il dottore#il dottore when#dottore#rambles#chero chenanigans#dottore genshin#dottore headcanons#ceo of the dottore appreciation club™
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Alright ch 12 LETS GOOOOOO
I mean,,,,, their whole nation was literally destroyed like I’d prob wanna fight back too if I could ,,,, I get it though it ruined MCs childhood all the death and destruction and it hurt her nation too but ,,,, ugh I can see both sides to this
I don’t like the way Seokjin said that ,,, 🧐 I don’t like this oh no oh wait pls don’t tell me MC is a spy PLS MISSY PLS NO
Okay thank goodness
Right bc Murdering an entire nation of ppl that you deem as “murderers” wouldn’t also make you ,,,,, a murderer ,,,, right ,,,, so the world would be safer bc you murdered ,,,,, the murderers ,,,,, okay. Man im really not liking him 🥴
No bc this is exactly why penumbra is so hellbent on fighting like y’all destroyed their nation and they said never again!! It’s literally that and they wanted revenge like I can’t really blame them 🤷🏻♀️ Seokjin on the other hand ,,,,, I’m gonna blame him LMAO idk I just feel like he’s giving v much privilege and spoiled prince vibes plus what we’ve learned of him in terms of sexual escapades and how he treats and views women ,,,,,, I don’t like him and he’s so cocky sighhhhh
WAIT A DAMN MINUTE THEYRE BATHING TOGETHER HELLO ??!!??! IM SORRY I WAS BUSY THINKING ABOUT HOW SAD AND UPSET MC MUST BE BUT DID HORNY BRAIN TAKE OVER HELLO ?!£\|€€|~£
He apologized even though it wasn’t really his fault and he tried to stop them🥹 god I love him
THAT BITCH I WANT HER GONE
It was not horny brain but soft and sweet brain🥹 okay and a teeny bit horny brain but I mean with the way the prince looks who wouldn’t have a little bit of horny brain going at all times???
Consent is so sexy and he makes it even sexier sighhhhh
Okay well I guess jungkook has a bit more horny brain going LMAO
GOD THEYRE SO CUTE AHHHHHHHH I love them and he’s so sweet to her I ahsjdjdjdjdkdk my heart🫠
SEE THIS IS WJY I DONT LIKE THE GUY TREATING HER LIKE HE OWNS HER AND MAKING HER WEAR MORE MODEST STUFF UGH
Jungkook thinks he’s being all funny and cheeky rn but when she’s actually in bed next to him with that nightgown on and he immediately gets a boner who’s gonna be embarrassed hmmmmmm
Ooohhh he’s gonna beat your ass Jin and I can’t WAIT
MAYBE BC HE LITERALLY WANTS HIS WHOLE KINGDOM INCLUDING JK DEAD MC PLS USE UR BRAIN
Sorry I just UGH
TELL HER JUNGKOOK
Oof ,,,, god I cannot wait for them to meet all together it’s going to be wild
AHHHHH YESSSSS YOU WERE MEANT TO LEAVE HIS SORRY ASS MC EXACTLY
Orrrr maybe we ,,,, could keep doing that and y’all could really lean into the horny brain👀 I feel like that might be fun for everyone🥰
Jungkook bby your corruption kink is showing like I know damn well he’s thoroughly enjoying this
THE CHIN GRAB THE CHIN GRAB !!!!🫠
oh my goddddddd🫠🫠🫠
MAKE IT GO AWAY SKANSJSKLAKS OH MY SWEET MC LMAOOOOOOO
HE- _>\>\%^||^|**|*~*~~£~£~£🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠
G- good girl 🫠
He is so hot oh my godddddd
HES SO SWEET OH NOOOOOOOOOO😭 HE CARES ABOUT HER SO MUCH AHHH AND HES SO RESPECTFUL AHHHH
Nah bc Jin def added to this insecurity of her being used and left idc I NEED A SMACK DOWN OF THIS MAN RN
JUNGKOOK THE MAN YOU ARE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU ARE SO SEXC
“You already have it.” 🫠🫠🫠
“But that doesn’t mean it can’t” AHHHHH MISSY YOURE SO GOOD THE DIALOGUE OH MY GOD MY HEART IS FLUTTERING
Now see how wheein asked for permission first instead of bursting in and interrupting? She needs to explain this to the boys LMAO
I love their morning scenes🥹Missy bless you for these gifts
No there’s definitely a traitor bc it’s the only way any of this makes sense
Jungkook,,,, do not start something pls I beg,,,, MC literally wants wheein to be with her mom pls don’t make this into a big scene PLS
WE FINALLY GET TO MEET YOONGI ?????????? SO HES NOT THE BROTHER ???? ,,,, or is he and this is gonna be a gotcha moment👀 I do not trust you to not pull some crazy amazing twist on us Missy
If it’s Jin ,,,, I STG
I know taehyun is tired LMAOOO I bet he’s one of the hardest working ppl in the castle esp bc jungkook works so hard and I think taehyun admires him and wants to match that energy but also jungkook has problems with his emotions and mc that taehyun also has to keep an eye out for so,,, he’s WORKING lmao
God I forgot about that damn duel 🙄
WHEEIN LMAOOOOOO
Not her thinking he planned the whole thing and had it tailored to be that short hhhh
Of course he lights up when he sees MC and of course she notices it AHHH I LOVE IT
A surprise ??? OMG WAIT WIAT NO WAY AHHH MISSY NO WAY ???? IS THE WOKF OKAY ???? IS THAT WHAT HES PREPARING FOR LIKE A LIL AREA FOR THE WOLF WAIT WAIT
A PUPPY AHHHHHHH 🥹🥹🥹
okay this is really sad tho the pups mom is gone 🫤
OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS
MISSY AHHHHHHHHH seriously what a lovely lovely addition to the story I loved this chapter so so so much lots of fluff and a lil spicey horny brain action like ??? IT DOES NOT GET BETTER !!! I know you said this ch is more of a filler but honestly I think it’s great to have some time focused on how much their relationship is progressing and also it’s just really sweet and heartwarming to see so ahhh thank you thank you!!!! I really needed this, dealt with a death on one side of my family and the other side of my family talking badly about me behind my back, and my birthday is coming up in about a week so what a perfect little gift. I know it’s not just for me, but I’m sure as hell gonna pretend it is lmao I really loved this ch so so much I’m so excited with what you’ve done so far and can’t wait to see where the story takes us next!!! Honestly it was kinda nice to have a ch that felt a little bit like some downtime since things have been so crazy in the story too !! Missy you’re such a great writer thank you for taking the time to write these stories and for being willing to share and interact with your readers!!! I hope you have a great week and I hope you enjoyed my reactions even though this is so long lol -💜💜💜
HAHAHA your reaction to the entire flashback scene is SUCH a mood 😭😭😭 but honestly as I was sitting there writing this I was just chuckling to myself like, oh MC you’ll understand in due time because CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT 🤌🤌🤌 and I LOVE that as the story goes on you get a more clear image of Seokjin being cocky and privileged and all of his fuckboyery glory
and the bathing !!!! scene !!!! 🤌🤌🤌 it’s all about the SUBTLE
touches 🤌🤌🤌 the STARES of YEARNING 🤌🤌🤌 not gonna lie after I wrote her making eye contact with him after she gets out of the bath I just sat there like…😳 this is kinda hot aHHHHH and lemme tell you when Seokjin and Jungkook meet, whew it’s gonna be, 🤺 🤺- well maybe not bc MC wouldn’t let him HAHA but you can imagine between the two how much smack talk will be going on!
🤌🤌🤌🤌 yes THAT scene yeah 🤌🤌🤌🤌 need I say anymore?? Other then in the original draft they actually got a LOT more frisky then this 😭 but after trying to rewrite it I just couldn’t convince myself that MC would be comfortable with it in this version, so I gave y’all just a little crumb for previews of coming attractions, which don’t worry, are coming pretty soon now 🥶
Also !!!! HAHAHA I intentionally wrote the scene with JK and the boys where when Taehyung mentions Wheein, people are kinda like ??? 👀 is he gonna get mad at Wheein??? But SURPRISE !!!! He’s a dork who’s just worried ☹️ Jungkook deep down is a pretty level headed boy who’s tired and just wants Mc to be safe and YES we finally get to meet Yoongi.
As for who the half brother is…HEH guess we’ll just have to find out 😎 and aNd AND!!! Your remark about Taehyun 🥹🥹🥹🥹 it’s SO true!! He’s tired but he totally thinks Jungkook is like the coolest person in the castle (would never openly admit that) and he’s constantly working harder and harder just like Jungkook does 🥹 (even if it really isn’t healthy)
YESSSSS 🤌🤌🤌 I always LOVE being able to give MC a pet and I felt this was VERY fitting for MC, and also it’s like!!! A fresh start for her and Jungkook and he’s secretly really excited to gift it to her because he knows how heartbroken she was about the whole situation and now she had a pup to take care of aND- 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 *shhh this is a surprise tool for later 😏*
Ahhh I’m so happy you loved the chapter my dear!! And I totally agree with you, while it was more filler related, I felt like this chapter was VERY vital to Jungkook and MC’s relationship because it’s the very first where we can see them openly embrace one another and be receptive to one another, in conversation and touch and we can see this sort of softness develop between them that needed to happen during this chapter because the next arc of the story is very fun, in a lot of ways, but they’ll need to be closer for it to work! It’s also kind of nice to take a break from all the melodrama sometimes for sure haha!
I’m also so sorry for your loss my love! And I’m glad this little story of mine can provide some relief and a good distraction meanwhile and I hope you stay well hydrated and the universe is kind to you this coming week 🥹 as always seriously!! I can’t thank you enough for taking the time to write all of this out I LOVE reading them! 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
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