#which is why it hurts so bad when she hides something so huge from him

[no-144444]

HI!!!! I am such a huge fan of your work, could i request something with charles where the reader is max verstappens sister but she's a pop star (think sabrina carpenter) and charles and her are dating on the dl but he goes to her concert and gets spotted and then everyone goes crazy with fan theories and they hard launch with the music video, and max is pissed because a, she's off limits to drivers. and b, why didn't they tell him.

anyways, that was just my thoughts, thank you girl!

don't dim your light- c.l

summary: you have a secret boyfriend and an album coming and you realise that hiding yourself and your life only makes you feel like shit.

pairing: charles leclerc x fem! verstappen! popstar! reader

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Being the sister of Max Verstappen meant two things: 

1: You were famous. 

2: You were off-limits to every single other driver.

Too bad that you’d fallen for your brother’s rival (/husband???). Charles was perfect, everything you’d ever wanted in a man. He was kind, caring, thoughtful, and most of all… fucking gorgeous. It had been months of sneaking around because, while Charles didn’t feel scared at all to drive a car around at top speed, actually risking his life, he was scared of your brother. Like, scared to death. 

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“Bebé,” he whined, holding you against him. “My love! Do not leave me here!”

You rolled your eyes, chuckling, as you pushed his hands off of you. “I have to catch my flight!”

“But if we don’t spend Christmas together I won’t see you until the summer!” he groaned. 

“The joys of dating a popstar, I guess,” you shrugged, grabbing your suitcase. You pressed a kiss to his cheek and smiled. “I’ll see you in Monaco, alright?” 

He frowned then pressed his lips to yours as hard as he possibly could. “I love you.”

“I love you too, you big sap,” you smirked. He rolled his eyes.

“You are so mean to me, you know that?” he huffed. 

“Bye Charles!” you called after yourself, leaving his Monaco apartment. 

It had been 7 whole months of bliss with Charles. Obviously, you’d met him prior to the first date, knowing him quite well from all the stories Max had told you, but shockingly, it took a Puma brand ambassadors dinner for him to make the first move. He was evidently very nervous, but you’d started to love his weird dorky qualities. He was sweet, and kind, and that’s all you really cared about. 

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“London, can we make some noise?!” you cheered. The stadium roared back to you. You had done it. You’d sold out the O2 for 4 whole nights. You were one of the biggest pop stars on the planet. “Are you guys ready for one last song tonight?” they screamed back at you. “Alright, this one is new, I hope you like it!”

The intro to Bed Chem started, and you knew everyone already knew it (it had been leaked a few months ago), but you danced and sang it exactly how it was meant to sound. One thing you loved about being on stage is how free you felt. All of those people were there to see you, which melted your heart. You loved every single fan you’d ever come across and appreciated every single one of them. They made you, they made your success. 

As the song finished, ‘new album out next week! xxx’ flashed behind you on the screen, and the crowd went wild. 

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You walked into your dressing room, exhausted from the night, and slightly hurt that despite offering to fly them out, none of your family came. You understood, Max’s career was important, and it was his last chance before the regulations changed to get the most out of the car. He wanted his fifth so badly, mostly because he wasn’t sure he was going to stay around from 2026 onwards. He had a family now. He had a baby and P to take care of. He didn’t like the media circus that F1 had turned into, or the fact that it was a popularity contest. Your entire family had been built around Max, and you knew why, but it didn’t make it hurt any less when you were reminded of the fact that you were just the second kid. 

“My love!” Charles cheered, wrapping you up in his arms, startling you. “You were incredible! You were amazing!” he pressed kiss after kiss to your neck and cheek as you hugged him back, ecstatic that he was here. 

He had taken the time out of his insanely busy schedule, on a race week, to come see you on the literal other side of the world. He truly was the best boyfriend in the world. 

“What are you doing here?” you chuckled, shocked by his presence. “You should be getting ready for Japan!”

He shrugged. “I’ll be fine in Japan, I wasn’t going to miss you performing!” 

You pulled him closer once again, pressing your lips against his. “I fucking love you,” you whispered, trying to make your voice sound steady. 

“I love you too,” you smiled, pulling back. The way he looked at you. All the love in the world. Like you hung the fucking stars just for him. He adored you, and you felt it. You felt  bathed in his light the second he walked near you, that’s how much he loved you. “Don’t cry,” he frowned, wiping the tears you hadn’t even noticed were falling, away. “I hope they’re happy tears,” he teased. 

You nodded, burying your head in his chest. “They are. They really are.”

He wrapped his arms around you and held you tight. “I’m glad.”

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y/nverstappen

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y/nverstappen SHORT N SWEET OUT ON THE 6TH OF APRIL BITCHES!!!!!!! ROYAL COURT (with lady broski) OUT ON THE 8TH OF APRIL BITCHES!!!!

comments

user8: prepare to be SICK of me

brittanybroski: ROYAL COURT MENTIONED 💯💯💯💯💯💯 -> liked by y/nverstappen

user999: SHE'S GLOWING

user7: not the grinch picture 💀

maxverstappen: Congratulations Y/n! -> liked by y/nverstappen

user66: DID ANYONE ELSE SEE WHO WAS AT HER SHOW????? -> user92: LITERALLY! -> user933: charles what is you doing here loca?

calebhearon: SHE'S STUNNING -> liked by y/nverstappen

oliviarodrigo: and she's serving. as per usual. liked by y/nverstappen -> user88: LOCA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE -> user22: THE GIRLS ARE HEALING.

user09: now i need to know who bed chem is about... -> user44: thick accent... (charles leclerc) -> user94: officer it's this one! -> user88: on MY cellular device? -> user21: me when i'm delusional.

user802: BED CHEM ATE SO FUCKING HARD OMFG

user213: where is her family? she sold out the O2 for 4 consecutive nights AND is releasing her second album, and they're nowhere to be seen? jos 'i support my daughter' verstappen my ASS. -> user2342: right? It's so unfair, her entire life has been built around max and he couldn't even go see her on the biggest night of her life while pierre gasly and charles leclerc can? It's bullshit.

user90: she's so hot i cannot do this anymore.

user87: charles lurking in the likes...? -> user36: tbf a lot of the drivers follow her, it could be a coincidence.

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f1gossip

liked by pierregasly, landonorris, and 890,848 others

f1gossip Drivers Charles LeClerc and Pierre Gasly were seen at a Y/n Verstappen concert in London this week! They seemed to be enjoying themselves, though there was no sign of Max anywhere!

comments

user88: pierre and lando are messy

user99: WHERE WAS MAX? THIS WAS Y/N'S BIG MOMENT???

user929023: OMFG BED CHEM IS ABOUT CHARLES WTF -> user97437: no it's not she can't steal my husband -> user4: she can, and she did

user772: he looks so drunk in the last photo lmao

user942: WHAT A SUPPORTIVE BOYFRIEND!

user847: Pierre's sunglasses are taking me out rn 💀 -> pierregasly: what's wrong with them? -> user88: ARE CHARLES AND Y/N TOGETHER??? -> pierregasly: 🤷🤷🤷

user92: they'd be so cute together!!!!

user902: omfg max would KILL him if they're together

user935841: do we all remember the interview where max said he'd fucking shove any of the drivers off the track if they went for his sister? like does charles have a death with? is he not despressed enough?

user91234: charles when i catch you

user7: if he stole my wife, i'm going to be pissed (i've never met her and she doesn't know i exist)

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"People saw you today," you yawned, laying in bed with Charles. The concert was over, and Charles had surprised you with his presence, though it was more than welcome. You were both lying in the luxurious hotel bed as you settled down for sleep, his arms wrapping around you.

He nodded. "I know. I just thought people would assume we're friends though."

You rolled your eyes. Bullshit. “You’re such a bad liar,” you chuckled as his jaw dropped at the accusation. 

“I am not lying!” he stressed, but his smirk gave him away. 

“Charles LeClerc, you wanted people to find out, didn’t you?” you gasped, hitting him with a pillow. 

“I did not!” he hit you back.

What ensued after was a pillow fight that ended with you holding him down against the bed, and his lips on yours. The amount of alcohol you'd both consumed meant that the kiss was messy, but amazing all the same. It was all teeth and tongue, all passion, all Charles.

“You were so pretty up there,” he whispered against your mouth, completely at your mercy. “Felt like you were singing just to me.”

You chuckled, pulling back. “Oh yeah?”

He nodded, biting his lip. “So perfect,” he sighed. 

“I still think you wanted people to find out,” you argued, getting off of him. 

“Well of course,  but that’s-”

“Charles!” you squealed.

"My love!" he chuckled, holding you closer. "How in the world, do you expect me to try and hide the fact that I love you-?"

He was interrupted by your phone ringing. You groaned, he groaned, yet you got up and sat up, grabbing it, answering without looking at the caller id.

"Are you dating Charles?" Max's voice sobered you up pretty quickly. You stuttered for a moment, then laughed.

"W-what?" you questioned. "No."

He huffed from the other side of the phone. "Are you sure? What was he doing at your show?"

You rolled your eyes. "I don't know, maybe he actually enjoys my music and wanted to come see me? Is that so outlandish?"

"You know that's not what I'm saying."

"Yeah, you're not even interested in my life enough to ask. The shows were great, thanks for asking dickhead," you scoffed before ending the call and blocking his number. He was so... self-involved. He'd stopped caring about you and your interests when you were only kids, too focused on the plan to notice that fact that you were there, and that you adored your big brother. Nevertheless, he didn't care, so you had to stop caring too.

"Are you alright?" Charles whispered, wrapping an arm around you.

You nodded, too fragile to answer. You knew you'd break down crying if you answered verbally, so that would have to do.

"I'm sorry," he pressed gentle but grounding kisses to your neck and back as you gave yourself a moment to soak it all in. "I know how hard this is on you. I'm sorry."

"I don't want you to apologise for loving me," you whispered, your voice breaking.

He chuckled. "I'll never apologise for that," he smiled against your skin. "I'm just sorry that your family are... difficult."

You nodded, leaning into him. "They are."

"You were radiant up on that stage tonight," he beamed. "Don't let them dim your light, please baby."

You nodded. "You're right. No more dimming lights."

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The song was simple and from your next album, it could be your second single of the album, and you knew it was catchy and good. It was a good plan, a great plan, even. You and Charles would hard launch your relationship to the world with a music video appearance. Not only would it show the world your relationship, it would also be a great way to generate buzz for your upcoming album. Win-win. The idea was sexy and cool, and shooting it was as much fun as you'd imagined (aka, a lot of kisses, a lot of him touching you, and a lot of retakes), and by the end of the shoot you were convinced it was your best video yet.

You weren't going to tell Max before the video came out. You weren't interested in getting two different lectures, so you decided you'd prefer one long one. Charles supported your decision, and didn't tell anyone shit until the night the video came out.

By then, it was fair game.

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charlesleclerc & y/nverstappen

liked by pierregasly, arthurleclerc, oscarpiastri and 6,893,234 others

charlesleclerc isn't she lovely? please, please, please mv out now.

comments

user92: YOU'RE JOKING

user23: WHAT A PERFECT COUPLE

user9535: stood up and applauded.

user76: this is my niche and i'm so here for it.

brittanybroski: MY WOMAN, NOOOOOOOOO

user024: she's perfect. she is so perfect.

user924084208: can i be her when I grow up? (i'm 34)

user3: she's kind of a slut... -> user9: please please please for the love of god shut the fuck up

user45: idk who I want to be more -> user83: charles. -> user82: charles. -> user08424: charles. -> user36824: charles. -> user24: charles. -> user1: charles. -> user56: charles. -> user75: charles.

pierregasly: KNEW IT FROM THE START ->charlesleclerc: is that because we told you or...? -> pierregasly: trying to steal my thunder rn is CRAZY -> charlesleclerc: trying to make this about yourself rn is CRAZY -> y/nverstappen: BOTH of you are acting like idiots, please refrain

y/nverstappen: ilysm -> charlesleclerc: i adore you -> user923: sleeping on the highway tonight!

lewishamilton: :) -> charlesleclerc: thanks bud :)

user834: what does he see in her?

user2: what does she see in him?

user5: is she aware of his cheating scandals in the past? -> user34: it's almost like people can grow and change! hope this helps xxx

user645: she is about to get her heart broken

user2321: she couldn't have picked someone more... suited to her? -> user8: mate she's a popstar and the sister of Max Verstappen, what about Charles LeClerc isn't 'suited' to her?

francocolapinto: 😍😍😍 -> user830: what is blud doing?

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y/nverstappen

liked by charlesleclerc, landonorris, pierregasly, and 4,873,933 others

y/nverstappen just 2 days until the album, here's so photos of yours truly to hold you over 💋

comments

user935: anyone notice how max has been MIA and angry since her London shows?? -> user5684: i'm employed what does this mean? -> user33: stop trying to stir shit up bro

charlesleclerc: beautiful girl liked by y/nverstappen

user88: max looked like he was ready to kill charles today lmao

user93940924: she's glowing

user6: not mentioning charles i see... -> user9: girl fuck off -> user4: they've been publicly dating for 2 days, calm down.

user09: sigh... i could treat you better y/n... -> charlesleclerc: no you could not. -> pierregasly: let's reel it in buddy ffs -> charlesleclerc: what??? is defending my honour cringe now? -> pierregasly: not just now, it always was.

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When the album launched, you were nestled in your apartment, alone. You were so excited for a night nice in, but of course, your plans were foiled by a knock on the door, and an outpour of dutch from your brother's lips.

"Fuck off Max," you shouted from your side of the door. "I don't want to talk to you."

"I'm missing a race for this," he sighed, his voice softer than you'd heard it.

You opened the door, and he did something unexpected. He hugged you. A full-blown tight hug, the kind he hadn't given you since you were a kid.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "Why didn't you tell me?"

You shrugged, pulling out of the hug. "I wasn't interested in the lecture."

"But I know Charles, I could've... I don't know, helped?" he paced around your kitchen. "I just... I don't understand why you felt like you couldn't tell me."

"Max, you said you'd shove anyone off track if they went for me, so I don't understand your disconnect. I'm happy with Charles, like really fucking happy. He makes me feel great, and he cares about me. He loves me. And I'm so sick of trying to make myself smaller so that i can fit into your life. I adore you Max, genuinely, I do. You're my big brother and I love you, and you should be celebrated for your incredible accomplishments, but so should I. I'm not going to sit here and make myself any more unhappy just because it'll make your life easier. I-I won't do it. I want to be able to post my boyfriend, go support him at races, and everything else all the other girlfriends can do. I'm not going to hide him or myself to make you more comfortable," you pushed through the tears building behind your eyes, and stared him right in the eyes. He needed to hear that your life wasn't just about him.

He was quiet for a moment. "I'm happy for you, and I'm sorry that I'm not very good at... being there for you."

He looked uncomfortable. He'd never been very good with his emotions, so that was probably the best you were going to get.

"Thank you," you smiled. "And you really didn't have to miss a race for me, but thank you anyways."

He nodded. "I care about you. I want you to be happy," he explained, looking down.

You were both silent for a few seconds.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" you offered.

He looked up and smiled. Same old Max. Same old you.

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y/nverstappen

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y/nverstappen: and she's out! thank you all so much for the love, mwah!

comments on this post have been limited

maxverstappen: Very proud!

charlesleclerc: i love you so much you're so pretty (please please please let me come over tonight)

landonorris: SHARPEST TOOL IS SUCH A BANGER liked by y/nverstappen

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[goyurim]

“even though im here?” “yes.”

“even when i told you how i felt?” “yes.”

seok ryu's rejection sounds so harsh but it makes perfect sense given how much she thinks loving her is conditional. given the way her parents have always treated her, she's grown up to believe that she cannot allow herself to be a burden, only someone who'll carry burdens for the people in her life. she carries on this belief into her workplace, to the point that people use and abuse her - she only realises she cannot take it anymore when her fiancé's own mental health starts getting negatively impacted by her health issues, which are something completely out of her control.

she says she doesn't need love anymore when she rejects hyeon jun's second attempt at proposing bc she's finally realised that that's what a huge part of love is - being a burden on someone - and she knows hyeon jun is not the type of person who's ready to be on the receiving end of that kind of love right now. what she hasn't realised yet is that not everyone is hyeon jun. or her parents. or her coworkers. but when everyone in your life reaffirms your false beliefs, well, you tend to get biased.

seok ryu's always been there for seung hyo at his lowest. she's always been there for moral support when he had no one else. when she tells seung hyo's coworkers that she practically raised him, it's part bragging, but it's also true from her perspective, she offered him unconditional love like a parent would (like his own parents should have), without ever expecting anything in return. she did it out of the goodness of her heart, bc that's just who she is, that's who she's always been.

but somewhere along the way she convinced herself that that's all she could ever be to him, someone he could rely on. bc he deserves that, to be loved in a way that he could be a burden on her. that's why she refuses his love for her, she even literally calls it imprinting. bc if she didn't offer all that support to him, would he still like her? if the roles were reversed, would seung hyo ever pull seok ryu out of rock bottom? given his quiet and reserved nature? probably not.

but that's not true! at least not anymore! as seung hyo keeps insisting, they're not kids anymore. they're equals now. we see time and time again how attentive seung hyo is to seok ryu's needs, in his own quiet way, how he's always there for her, at arm's length in case she wants to reach out. he knows she's strong and masks her pain with humour, and doesn't like to be seen when she's struggling, so he doesn't offer her his shoulder to cry on. instead, he sits next to her, walks behind her, tries to reach out to her parents and work out issues with them without her knowledge. he's not imprinting on her anymore, he actively takes care of her.

when seung hyo says he loves seok ryu, he loves her in every way she deserves to be loved. she can be both the person who feels fulfilled by carrying people on her back, and also the one who wants to be carried when she gets tired. she can be strong and weak and emotional and mean and angry and sweet and kind and ambitious and funny and loud and quiet and everything she wants to be. he's seen every side of her and he loves every part of it equally.

[rafesdollette]

GHOSTED — childhood best friends

x BABYDOLL!reader

SUMMARY: almost eight years of no contact after leaving obx, you run into your childhood best friend at a New Years celebration.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

AUTHORS NOTE: bombpop series yay or nay?? i'm also tired and lowkey high off the paint fumes in my room so if something doesn't make sense, look away.

WARNINGS: mention of drug and alcohol addiction, kinda angsty

You never thought you'd come back, no one did. Leaving outer banks was tough on everyone that knew you, but Rafe struggled the most. So bad, that after six months of 'keeping in touch' through texts and long video calls, he cut you out of his life.

It all happened slowly. The rush to get off calls, one word responses to texts. Then one day everything just stopped completely. No explanation ever came either, which made it all worse for you.

Rafe didn't do it to hurt you of course, he wouldn't do that to you. He just couldn't take not seeing you in person or helping you sneak out of your house at night to go walk on the beach or doing stupid stuff to piss off Sarah.

He missed you dearly, especially the small silly things like saying "over the sun" instead 'over the moon' when you were happy about something.

So he took the solution he thought was best at the time, and just disappeared. But as he grew older, the more he came to regret his decision and realized his feelings we're much deeper.

He didn't care how many people told him he was 'too young' to know what love was at that time, he loved you. And there's probably a huge part of him that still does.

So that's why he's been staying cooped up at home since he heard you were back and visiting the island. He definitely wanted to see you, but what was he even supposed to say when he did? There was a plethora of things he wanted to say but he was never good with words, so he wasn't even sure where he was supposed to start.

He knew he wouldn't be able to avoid you the whole time you were on the island but he didn't expect to see you so soon, he hadn't prepared. He probably should have figured you'd come to the gathering for new years at tannyhill, it was always your favorite part of the year.

He's positive he looks like a weirdo right now, practically hiding behind Kelce to stop you from seeing him. “Dude just go talk to her, she won't kill you.” Kelce said, trying to nudge him forward.

“Hell, she might! She's probably still pissed.” Rafe mumbles as he continues to attempt staying out of sight.

“I doubt she's still holding that grudge, Rafe.” Kelce remarked with an eye roll.

Rafe knew he was probably annoying the hell out of his friend right now, but he couldn't help it. He was scared and anxious, which was new for him. He was typically very sure of himself but he felt an immense amount of guilt for pushing you away all of those years ago.

“Well, you're spotted anyway” Kelce said, nodding towards you on the other side of the backyard, looking at Rafe as Sarah pointed towards him.

“Shit.” Rafe muttered, hesitating for a moment before awkwardly waving in your direction.

He expected you to just wave back and get back to whatever you were doing, maybe even ignore him. But you walked back over to him. fuck.

“Uh, hi...y/n” Rafe said, avoiding eye contact

“Hey, Rafe.” You respond with a slight smile. You were glad to see him, despite what he did.He's not sure why, but a little bit of his tension relived when you spoke. At least you didn't seem too upset yet.

“So uh...how have you been?” He asked hesitantly.

“I've been...okay. I graduated high school a couple of years ago and now I'm majoring in fashion design. Not much is new besides that. How about you though?” He knew you would be doing good things with your life, you always said you would.

“I've been good too, nothing new.” He lied. Well actually, it wasn't a full lie. Nothing huge was actually new with him. He was just leaving out the part about his drinking problems and drug addiction.

You could tell that he was hiding something, but you didn't press him on it. You knew he wouldn't tell you anyway. Maybe with a little more time. “You've changed.” You said softly.

He didn't respond at first, instead looking away.

“Yeah, I guess I have..you've changed too.” He said, taking in how you had grown. You honestly looked exactly how he imagined you growing up.

“It has been a while, hasn't it? Eight years, at least.” you said

He nods in agreement “Too long…” he muttered. He knew he could've reached out again at any time, so why didn't he? He honestly didn't know. He had missed you, he'd thought of you often. But something had kept him from contacting you.

You noticed his distant expression and wondered what he could be thinking about. You thought back to the day you left, the day you both promised each other to stay in touch. And that promise remained, until it just...didn't.

At first, you waited for his message. Then you hoped for a call. But as months turned to years and still no contact from him, you figured he just didn't care anymore.

“Hey, how about we go for a walk on the beach? Like we used to?” He suggests. Though it was clear it wasn't really a suggestion, more of a demand since he already started walking towards his car and expecting you to follow.

“Oh, uh sure.” you agree, walking with him as he leads you to his car.

The car ride is mostly silent besides the occasional awkward small talk and the quiet music playing on the radio.

As you both walked along the shoreline, the only sounds were the soft crashing of the waves and your footsteps in the sand. It was all so familiar, but still awkward. Neither of you knew where to even start.

The silence continued for a while longer until he spoke up, breaking the quiet. “I'm sorry” he starts in a whisper “I should've given you some sort of explanation or not have ghosted you in the first place. It wasn't at all fair to you and I just...” he sighs, running a hand down his face. Why was it so hard to put his thoughts into words?

“Rafe...” he waves a hand, cutting you off before you can utter anything else. He just needed to get this out already, he's been holding it in for way too long.

You weren't expecting an apology, at least this soon. Rafe had never been the type to admit he was wrong, you knew that. So why he was apologizing to you, the girl he hadn't seen since he was thirteen, was obscure.

“I missed you a lot, okay?” He begins again after a moment of silence. “I know I should have just waited for you to come visit.”

“I really wanted to keep in contact with you, to call you or text you or...anything, really. But every time I tried, I would freeze up. I thought keeping in touch would still be like you were here. But, it wasn't. I felt like I had to do something to deserve hearing from you. And I couldn't think of anything.” He admitted, feeling pretty pathetic about the whole thing. He never had any kind of trouble talking to people, it was something he was good at. But now he was unable to even type a simple message to you.

You could see that he was really beating himself up over the whole situation, and you didn't particularly enjoy seeing that. “It's okay, Rafe. I understand.” You said, though honestly, you don't.

“No, it's not!” he retorted, getting irritated with himself all over again. “I should've done something.” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. Why hadn't he just sucked it up and sent you a stupid text years ago?

You didn't really have a way to respond to that. So you just continued walking until the silence became too heavy once more.

“Look.” Rafe sighed, stopping in his tracks and turning towards you. “I'm sorry. I've already said that multiple times, I know. But I truly am.” he mumbled, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. “I'm not sure why I'm even telling you this, but I guess I was just hoping that...maybe we could start over?” He said slowly.

Start over? What did that even entail? You were torn. You missed the friendship you both had all those years ago. And the idea of rekindling it was nice. Still, the bitterness and confusion inside made it hard to fully trust him. “How would we even do that? I haven't seen you in years, we're practically strangers now.” You state.

He was expecting a little bit of resistance, but it still stung a bit to hear it from you. “I know it's been a long time, but..” he paused, searching for the words to make you understand, “look, I miss this.” he said, waving a hand between the two of you. “I've missed you, I've missed being able to talk to you. The last what, eight years? I've just.. I've been feeling like something has been missing but I couldn't figure out what. And now I realize it's...it's you.”

[iznyangwoni]

EASY TO LOVE | chapter eighteen !

You dont know what’s gotten to you. The first thing you wanted to do when Jungwon said those words was to slap him, then you wanted to kiss him, but you instead decided to shake your head and not believe him.

He doesn’t like you, he can’t like you. You ruined his best friend’s life, kept so many secrets from him, used him like some sort of toy to play with just because he was the new guy. You suck, you’re a bad person, he can’t and won’t ever like you.

At least that’s what you keep repeating to yourself, now hiding in the backseat of your car and crying like a baby. Your hands are so dirty because of your makeup, you dont even want to think how much of a mess your face looks like.

Someone knocks on the window and your tears seem to fall with more force when you see Moka and Wonyoung with a huge box of french fries in their hands. You let them in your car, but with all the hiccups and cries getting out of your mouth it’s not really that easy for you to speak.

“Okay, okay. Y/n. It’s not the first time a guy said something like that to you, why are you acting like this now?” The truth is pretty simple actually. You didn’t care about those guys, but you do care about Jungwon. “Yeah! You should be happy he likes you back!” Wonyoung gently slaps Moka’s arm at ther words, that only make you cry even harder.

“I don’t know,” You start, pushing the tears away from your face. You take a deep breath, your head hurts like crazy, like it always does when you cry. “I dont know how to make it up to him, i dont want him to be mad at me but i can’t just the tell him the truth or-“ Wonyoung sighs and, before you can finish your sentence, she puts a couple of french fries in your mouth.

“Don’t you dare say what i think you were going to say.” You sniff up with your nose, and you start eating calmly. Moka’s hands are on your hair, braiding them and playing with them, she knows how much it soothes you, so, slowly, you manage to calm down. Every once in a while a couple of tears fall down but you’re no longer praying for some air.

“Y/n, no matter what your father said to you, what happened last year is not your fault.” Wonyoung says, somehow she always knows the right things to say, she’s so much more mature than you are, you’re glad to have these two as your friends. “Besides, if you want things with Jungwon to work out, i feel like you should tell him.”

“It wouldn’t work out anyway.” you dont mind what Moka suggested, but there’s so many things that could go wrong between you and Jungwon, your secret is not the only thing keeping you apart. “First of all, i ruined his best friend’s life-“ “He wouldn’t be friends with her if he knew what happened.” Wonyoung stops you, and as smart as that sounds, you dont think Jungwon would go that far for you.

“But there’s still that thing about my father and his mother owning rival companies.” That’s what scares you the most, your father is not a comprehensive one, nor has he ever been a good person either, who knows how he would react to you dating his rival’s son. Or to you dating in general. “You’re an adult, Y/n. Date who you want, you can’t be on your father’s shadow all your life.”

You nod at their words, it should be obvious, but its not that easy for you, still, you are an adult, so maybe you could get over it. “But what if Jungwon doesn’t believe me?” “Oh. My. God.” Moka lets go of your hair and cups your face instead, you still have a fry in your mouth but she doesnt seem to care.

“Y/n. I’m gonna be dead serious when i say this; I’ve never seen a man look at you the way Jungwon does, its like he holds all the love you didnt get in these twenty years of your life in his eyes i swear to god its disgusting and so fucking cute at the same time, open your damn eyes!” Moka has to catch her breath when she finishes.

The car becomes silent suddenly, Moka isn’t usually the type to say these kind of things, which takes both you and Wonyoung by surprise. What startles you even more is the way people see you and Jungwon from the outside. You have to look up to not cry again, your lips pouted and trembling. “Fuck, i need to talk to him.” “Yes you do.” They both say.

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[foxcantswim]

FNAF Movie / / Vanessa x F!Reader

[Not Your Fault Part 2]

Vanessa still couldn't believe you took the stab for her... She does something unthinkable after learning about your fate. Content: Angst, Hurt, Vanessa embracing her Afton bloodline Warnings: Dead Body, Implied Blood WC: 1,340

part 1

Vanessa couldn't remember how long she had been sitting in this chair, with her head in her hands. Her fingers were coated in her dried up tears, new ones still flowing as time went on. Her heart had been beating rapidly for the past hour now, her mind was muddled unsure of what to do next.

Sitting in this hospital room was torture, she had been given space to be with you alone.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," she whispered with a choked sob.

Of course you had succumbed to your wounds, the flatline still rang loud inside of Vanessa's head - she was at least thankful she was there for you when you passed. You had slipped unconscious back at the pizzeria a few days ago and hadn't woken up since, the blonde had prayed you would so she could tell you how she felt.

Mike was here a couple hours before you slipped away, Vanessa had shot him a quick message to let him know. The apologies he offered flooded through quickly, he had asked if Vanessa wanted him there for but comfort but she flat out refused. He didn't push further and left her alone, he went to sit in his kitchen and mourn in his own way. He saw you as a close friend after all, he'd be lying if he didn't have some sort of crush on you.

Vanessa's throat was dry after the sheer amount of sobs and tears that had left her, she felt the dehydration set in a while ago but her body refused to move.

She would never forgive her father for what he had done. For years he had gotten away with the monstrous things he had done, her own fear stopped her from speaking up. That's why she became a cop, to protect others and save others... hopefully to make up for the crimes she had been helping her father hide.

Sometimes she hated having Afton blood flowing through her veins.

Her thoughts drifted towards her father's fate, the one he truly deserved. Those poor children trapped within the animatronics forever. But at least they got their revenge, trapping William Afton with them for all eternity. She was sure they would torture his soul, they may be kids but they weren't afraid to take him down and make him pay for what he had done.

Trapped in that suit forever. Vanessa couldn't help but laugh.

Trapped in that suit forever.

Trapped in that suit forever.

She finally snapped her head up to look at you lying in the hospital bed. A fresh wave of tears formed in her eyes as she stood up and moved towards the door. She glanced back at you before reaching into her back pocket, her fingers finally landed on her police badge that she carried with her at all times.

She brought it up to her face and ran her fingers along it. Too many thoughts were in her head right now, she didn't know which one to listen to.

The power of her status as a cop was about to help her out. She decided to follow her heart, instead of a brain. That my have been a bad idea on her part, though.

The long black bag was placed on the hard floor. Vanessa was running on pure adrenaline as she moved further into the storage room.

She had used her police status to convince to hospital staff that your body was needed for a criminal investigation. Was it highly illegal? Yes. Did she care? Not really.

Getting the body bag into her cop car had been a struggle at first, but she had finally made it back to the pizzeria within the next couple of hours. The place was pretty much destroyed on the inside, the outside still remained intact. She was extremely worried about running into her father again, but she was willing to risk it. For you.

Her eyes landed on the thing she had been looking for, a sinister smile crept onto her face as she moved closer.

She dragged the huge item back towards the body bag on the other side of the storage room.

"I'll help you, Y/N," Vanessa promised, "I can put you back together."

It was a suit. An animatronic suit. A dark purple and black rabbit suit.

Unzipping the bag caused her fingers to shake, she was not prepared to see you again in such a cold state. But she had to push through, she had to do this. She had to.

She successfully separated the pieces of the animatronic suit, her hands flinched away from you briefly before she took a deep breath and decided to just get it over with. She couldn't waste anymore time, she didn't know how much she had left.

Your legs were stuffed into the animatronic first, then Vanessa placed the body part on top of you - making sure your arms were secured properly. Some of the springlocks inside the suit had been set off, causing even more damage to your body. Vanessa tried her hardest to not let the view affect her.

She licked her dry lips before leaning forward to kiss you on the forehead. A tear slipped down her cheek at the feeling of your cool skin.

"You'll be okay, Y/N. We'll be okay."

Then she finally placed rabbit mask over your head.

She stood up and looked down at her work. The purple animatronic lay motionless on the floor, sitting up against the wall. Vanessa tried to control her breathing as she waited.

"Come on... Come on..." she pleaded. Her mind was telling her this was so wrong, but her heart would not listen.

She waited for a couple minutes. She looked down in defeat, ready to scream about how this was so unfair. But that's when she saw it. She saw a single finger of the suit twitch ever so slightly.

A gasp escaped her as she stepped closer, "Y/N?"

The dark hollow eyes of the animatronic soon came to life, a singular white dot in each glowing bright.

The fact that it had worked was a complete shock to her.

A slight twinge of fear flowed throughout her as she continued to watch the rabbit move on the floor, each twitch becoming more noticeable...

You wiggled your fingers, not really grasping what was going on right now. You started to panic, wanting to shout out... But your voice refused to work. You looked around as best you could before deciding to rise to your feet.

"Y/N..." Vanessa.

You turned to see the blonde, who was much shorter than you remember? You soon realised that in fact you were the one who was much taller than usual.

"Is... Is that really you?" she said, her voice shaking, "Come on, give me a sign."

This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening.

You reached forward to grab Vanessa, wanting to demand what she had done. WHY HAD SHE DONE THIS?

But nothing. No voice.

All the blonde did in response to you grabbing her was pull you into a hug as best she could, her small arms wrapped around the large animatronic suit.

"I told you we'd be okay. I'm so happy you're here, Y/N. We'll figure this out together."

You wanted to cry, wanted to scream, wanted to ask why.

Your(?) arms started to move instinctively and pulled the woman tighter into the hug.

Vanessa couldn't help but cry, the happiest of tears flowing down her cheeks at the miracle she had created.

Sometimes she loved having Afton blood flowing through her veins.

If only Vanessa could hear how you were screaming inside your own head. Surely a peaceful death was much better than spending an eternity trapped in a suit.

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[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Introducing... 8 am in the (fucking) neighborhood

Papyrus is back with the groceries.

Unfortunately, his Karen neighbor is still mad at him for ruining her perfect white wall.

Alas, Papyrus is in trouble once again! (or not).

You can read it down the line or on AO3:

8 a.m in the neighborhood

Papyrus finally had his groceries. After a long morning that almost felt like an entire year, the house was finally in sight. He took a look at the clock in his car. He had to meet with Undyne at 2 p.m., which meant he would have to leave at precisely 1:38 p.m. to be on time. It would leave him plenty of time to clean the groceries and wait by the door until it was time to leave.

The skeleton turned at the end of the road to park in his alley. Or at least he intended to. Because he had to stop almost immediately.

His two bins were in the middle of the alley again.

Oh no. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Please, please just leave him alone…

A terrible knock on his window made him jump out of his bones. He looked up in disbelief. Here she was once again.

His Karen neighbor.

Papyrus tried to keep his cool. Everyone said he was the most patient monster they had ever met. So he was going to honor them and be patient with her as well. He could do this. He was the Great Papyrus after all!

He forced a smile and rolled down the window.

"DEAR NEIGHBOR, WE MEET AGAIN! IS SOMETHING WRONG?"

"Something wrong? You dare to ask me if something is wrong? You ruined my wall!"

Papyrus turned around. Ah, yes. He almost forgot the amazing crack he made in that horrible perfect clean white house of hers. She was just dramatic. If he closed his eyes hard enough, no one could notice it.

The skeleton rolled his eyes. Where was he? Ah yes, being patient. He was the great Papyrus and according to Tumblr, he was supposed to be nice and always smiling, because cute boys can't be sad or have a bad day. He couldn't betray his Tumblr fans. He needed to stay in his role. Hum… What would his Tumblr fans do in these types of situations?

Oh!

He knew!

"RUINED IS A BIG WORD. YOU COULD EASILY HIDE IT. I SUGGEST YOU PUT A PRIDE FLAG ABOVE IT AS WE ARE IN JUNE, THE PROUDEST MONTH OF ALL!"

Well, for sure, Karen didn't expect that. Her face turned from angry to disgusted very fast. Did he say something wrong?

"You are one of them?"

"THEM?"

"Those people who are identifying to helicopters and wearing pink thongs in the streets. Don't you think you did enough already? You're going to contaminate the children with your… Ideology. We're respectable people in this street, you can't just show your pink string to the children and call that an identity. That's absolutely disgusting."

Papyrus shuts his mouth in a loud bone noise. He took a deep breath, then made a slow turn towards the screen of his phone, hanging to the opposite window of his car.

"DEAR TUMBLR FANS, I AM SO SORRY FOR THIS AS I WILL BE OBLIGED TO USE A LOT OF STRONG WORDS IN THE NEXT FEW SECONDS THAT ARE NOT VERY PAPYRUS AT ALL BUT HOLY FUCK. EXCUSE ME FOR A SECOND."

"Who are you even talking to? Do you hear voices?"

Papyrus forced a huge smile and met her eyes.

"JEEZ LADY, YOU ARE SOMETHING ELSE. I KNEW YOU WERE A RACIST FUCK ALREADY, BUT THAT'S EVEN MORE FUCKED UP SOMEHOW. WHAT ARE YOU EVEN SAYING? DO YOU THINK THIS IS A NORMAL THING TO SAY TO SOMEONE? DON'T TALK TO ME ABOUT EDUCATION WHEN YOU HAVE THE LEVEL OF EDUCATION OF AN OYSTER."

She gasped loudly.

"I am not an oyster, you sick asshole!"

"THIS IS NOT THE POINT! YOU COULD BE A MOLLUSK OR A CRUSTACEAN FOR ALL I CARE, THIS DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING: YOUR OPINIONS ARE DISGUSTING, HURTFUL, AND DISGRADING. INSTEAD OF BEING JEALOUS OF ME AND MY GROCERIES, WHY WON'T YOU BUY SOME DECENCY TO THE GROCERY STORE? IT'S JUST TWO MINUTES DOWN THE STREET."

"I will talk to your brother about your behavior! If I can't make you realize how wrong you are, maybe he will! I can't believe how immature you are! What a shame for your kind! And gay with all of that! Poor, poor children! What an example you are for them!"

"FIRST OF ALL, I'M NOT GAY BUT ASEXUAL AND AROMANTIC. SECONDLY, I AM AN ADULT AND CAN TALK TO MYSELF. AND LAST…"

"if it can help, i don't identify as a helicopter but i for sure wear bright pink thongs. they're cute." Sans said from the first-floor window, watching the drama show playing in the street. "also, my bro is right. he's not gay. i am though. need something else?"

Karen opened and closed her mouth in shock, like a dying goldfish. She then let out a scream of rage and left, raging. Sans lazily waved goodbye at her as Papyrus, very satisfied, flipped his two middle fingers in her back. Anyway. He still had groceries to clean.

Maybe the day wouldn't be so bad after all.

Fuck Karens.

[izakiisdead]

“B-BUNNY EARS ?!?!”

ii there's no romantic stuff in this oneshots, just happy moments with team 7 (excluding Kakashi)

ii likes and reblogs are appreciated <3

Requested by : No one :3

Genre : Fluff (SFW)

Team 7 x Bunny Male!Reader

It was a sunny day in Konoha. You were peacefully minding your own business drawing in your room since there's no missions which means its a day off for you and the team.

As you were drawing you heard a knock at your door, you put on a hat to hide your bunny ears and rushed downstairs. The atmosphere went from a house to a mochi and sweets shop because your house is connected to the shop that your family owns. You were a little confused why is there a customer today, the shop is always closed on Sundays.

You opened the door thinking it was a customer but it was actually the rest of team 7. You forgot that you were supposed to have a picnic with them. Your ears perked up which cause your hat to lift up a little. Naruto and Sakura gave you a huge hug while Sasuke just stand with his arms crossed looking at you. You looked at him with a confused face and he chuckled under his breath.

''(M/n) chan ! Are you ready to go on a picnic we planned last week ?'' Sakura asked with a huge smile on her face. You nodded in return, ''Yep !'' You responded with a smile as you patted both Sakura and Naruto's head.

''Please wait for a moment!'' You rushed back in, leaving the trio confused but that confusion turned into joy and excitement when they saw what you came back with.

''Here !'' You made a drawing and a candy for each of them but you didn't make a candy for Sasuke because he's not really a fan of sweets so you made him his favourite snack, onigiri with a side of fish and tomato.

You saw his face lit up a little and it soon went back to his usual expressionless face.

Naruto and Sakura was crying tears of happiness. ''(M/n) chan.... WE LOVE YOU !!!'' they said in unison as they pulled you in a tight hug.

''Its nothing... lets get going now !'' You gripped your picnic basket tightly before heading to the picnic's destination.

~Timeskip~

The four of you walked together, you in between Sakura and Naruto, Sasuke is beside Naruto.

As you three were walking Naruto decided to ask you something.

''Hey, (m/n) chan, why do you always wear a hat ?'' He asked while walking. ''Does it look bad ?'' You asked him with a pout. ''N-no it doesn't! I'm just curious why.'' He responded as quickly as he can when he saw you pout.

''Well... I dont have any reason to do so..'' You lied. ''If you dont have any reason then... can you take it off ? I'm curious'' Sakura said as Naruto nodded. ''I'm curious aswell.'' Sasuke stated which surprised You, Sakura and Naruto.

''W..well I promise its nothing, I just think hats are nice !'' You said, nervously. ''Guys, lets just leave (m/n) and his hat alone. Plus we're already here.'' Sakura said with a sigh as she was pointing to our final destination.

The four of you sprint to the spot and properly set ul the picnic.

You guys are sitting under a Cherry Blossom Tree because its pretty.

The four of you enjoyed the picnic, Sakura and you were happily conversing over food while Naruto and Sasuke were just bickering about who can eat the fastest.

Naruto stopped bickering with Sasuke for a moment which left Sasuke a little confused. He thought of something mischievous to take off (M/n)'s hat.

He sneakly climbed up the tree and prayed to Kami he doesnt die doing it. After he properly positioned himself, he’s said under his breath that he’s going to launch at (M/n) Sasuke looked at him confused.

When he finally launched himself, you noticed Naruto's shadow and since you didnt have much time to react his body fell on you, your hat fell off causing your bunny ears to spring out.

Sakura and Sasuke was shocked about what Naruto did. Sakura, as fast as possible made sure you’re alright and gave Naruto a whack on the head for potentially hurting you.

You watched the two, completely ignoring Sasuke who was right beside you.

“Bunny ears huh?” He said in his monotone voice as he tried touching it. You squirmed and your face went red when he tried touching your ears. That’s when you realized that your bunny ears are completely exposed. Sakura and Naruto heard your squirm then looked at you and Sasuke.

Their faces lit up when they saw you.

“B-BUNNY EARS ?!?!” Sakura and Naruto said in unison. They ran to you gave you a big hug which flustered you. “You’re so adorable (M/n) !!” Naruto said energetically. “Un ! Un! Why did you hide them (M/n)? You’re literally so cute !” Sakura agreed with Naruto for once (joking joking ww)

“W-well I thought that it’ll creep you guys out-“ You expressed. “WHAT ?!?!” They shouted which made you curl up your ears. “Why would we be creeped out ? We literally have Naruto here, you’re the last thing that’ll creep us out.” Sasuke stated as an irk mark appeared on Naruto. “YOU !!!” Naruto shouted. “What is it loser.” Sasuke replied which cause Naruto to get even more mad.

“Those two will never stop bickering will they ?” Sakura sighed as she puts her arms on your shoulder. “Mhm, at least our group is quite lively” You chuckled.

“(M/n)” Sakura sternly said your name which caused you to look at her. “if anyone bullies you for your bunny ears remember that me, Sasuke and Naruto will always be by your side to defend you!” Sakura stated as she puts her hands on your shoulders , you nodded at her statement. “Thank you Sakura” You responded as you gave her your signature closed eye smile.

-FIN.

AUTHOR’S NOTE :

I’m so sorry for the lack of posts, Ive been really stuck in a writer’s block and now I finally have the motivation to write :’P

Here’s some of my fav ss ! :

[your-local-crypt1d]

@urfavcrime hope it was okay to tag but I've been itching for an excuse to talk about Gem and Tommy!! Forgive me if this is a bit ooc I've only watched a few of Gems videos-

Gem takes her role as Auntie very seriously. 

At first, she was a bit miffed about the whole situation. fWhip had no intention to tell her—his sister—about this, and she would have gone on unaware of Tommy even longer if fWhip wasn't terrible at hiding him. Doesn't fWhip trust her?

After fWhip explains the whole situation (Tommy has come from some kind of abusive situation; fWhip doesn't know the details, just that Tommy pleaded to be kept hidden so "he" never finds him), Gem eases up about the whole affair. 

Seeing the fondness fWhip has for Tommy, the way he effortlessly laughs at his jokes and gently scolds him for his bad language, is enough to convince Gem that everything is okay and that her brother hasn't made some huge mistake she'll need to fix. 

Gem's actually quite proud of fWhip for taking on such a big responsibility. I don't think she'd view him as parent material until she sees the way he interacts with Tommy.

Gem acts sort of like an old grandma when Tommy visits, always checking if he's hungry, and even if he says no, she's shoving plates of food towards him. complaining about how fWhip doesn't feed him enough, and he's all skin and bones (which, when you live in the snowy mountains, body fat is very important). 

She lets Tommy borrow a few simple spell books after he whined and pleaded to be taught magic (not enchantment table magic that's cringe and lame, real poggers magic like hers!). If she had any doubts about Tommy being fWhips' kid before, she certainly has none after Tommy nearly blows up half of the Eastvale Manor with magic. He is promptly banned from performing magic at home unsupervised. 

The Crystal Cliffs are a nice getaway from the Grimlands when Tommy needs it. Gems' tower doesn't have the regular echo of explosions and fireworks. Tommy has slowly grown to learn that he's safe in Eastvale and that fWhips' experiments won't ever be used to hurt him. But even if you consciously know something isn't dangerous, that doesn't necessarily translate over to your subconscious, and it certainly doesn't for Tommys' C-PTSD. So on occasion, he goes to stay with Gem when it's all too loud and stressful at home.

The only problem with it is that Tommy has a habit of running off and not telling anyone where he's going. Tommy does it a lot more than he'd admit—a flight response to his fear of abandonment, I suppose. Tommy could get away with it when no one was worried about where he'd be going, but now he has people who care for his safety (fWhip) and would burn down empires to find him. He's raising his whole familys' blood pressure; Papa fWhip is no exception. 

Luckily, Gem knows this and will send a message to fWhip every time Tommy comes to see her, regardless of whether he says fWhip is aware or not. Gem is good at remembering the little things that are important with Tommy: the areas he doesn't like being touched but won't say, the way he likes his tea, the kinds of sounds that upset him, etc. 

Gem, as usual, tries to be the voice of reason in her chaotic family, so she's usually the one who has to stop Tommy from causing problems on purpose (fWhip is an instigator, and Sausage always wants to join in). Think of Gem picking him up by the scruff of his clothes so Tommy doesn't bite someone who mildly inconvenienced him. She can and will invent a whole new spell that's just an up-sized child leash if she has to, young man, do not test her. or she just lightly bonks him on the head with her staff; that works when he steals her hat. 

All that being said, Gem is a lot more forgiving of Tommy if he does something genuinely wrong. I imagine she'd view him in a similar light to the way she views her Pillager students, "good people from bad homes," and all. She's patient when Tommy doesn't understand why something he did is wrong and never expresses anger towards him, just understanding and kindness. It works surprisingly well, especially with some sort of physical touch (handholding, hugs) to help ground Tommy in the present and remind him that he's not going to be exiled or hurt for 'fucking up' again. 

It's confusing for Tommy why fWhip and Gem are both so nice to him when he clearly doesn't deserve it for inconveniencing them all the time. But he's also desperate for the love and attention they give him, so as much as he hates it and feels weak leaning into it, he happily calls her Auntie Gem, and out of earshot, he refers to fWhip as 'dad'. 

Gem is the #1 supporter of fWhip officially adopting Tommy, and she's not subtle about it whatsoever. fWhip hasn't signed the papers yet because he doesn't want to lock Tommy into something he doesn't want, and Tommy hasn't brought it up because he doesn't want to annoy fWhip, and it is so frustrating to watch. More frustrating than Gem watching Scott and Jimmy not realising their crushes on each other are mutual. 

That's all I've got so far with her. Sorry, it's not a whole lot 🖤

[luvvvivii]

hi lovey!!

could you write a imagine of reader who is scared of cats so when Minho takes her to a cat cafe for a date she wants to back out but he basically makes her see they aren't so scary after all

if you write it could you tag me pls so I could see it?

hope you're doing good :)

a cat's surprise — l.mh

pairing - minho x gn!reader

genre - fluff, imagine

wc - 917

warnings - not proofread (get used to this), dear used as pet name, reader is scared of cats, probably inaccurate ways of befriending a cat but it's okay

a/n - hii, thank u for requesting! it shld notify u when I answer it but I'll tag just in case, hope u enjoy!! @jinnie-ret

synopsis - going to a cat cafe as a date with your boyfriend was not something you thought you'd ever do

"c'mon dear, they're not that bad." your boyfriend almost pleaded with you, his face pouting slightly.

"no minho. I will not be going to that cat cafe. end of. you know how much cats scare me!" you sighed — as much as you'd like to go with him, you could already imagine those small, ferocious beasts lingering around.

"I promise you yn, they won't hurt you. just come along, I'll pay for everything you buy? plus, if any of the cats hurt you in any way, I'll give you twenty bucks each time."

and so, that was how you arrived at your current predicament. slowly putting your shoes on to go on a date with lee minho to the cat cafe. you wondered how on earth you'd be able to survive, especially with so many cats all over the cafe. at least I get some cash, you had thought to yourself.

the walk to the cafe was an agitating one, you had no clue how you'd stay sane. whenever you saw a cat — no matter how close or far away — you would always go crazy. minho sensed your panic, and so he held your hand with a squeeze, shooting you a small smile of reassurance. it warmed your heart, so you took a mental note to do something nice for him later as well.

sooner or later, you both arrived at the cat cafe. even from the outside, you could see the cats frolicking around and mingling with the guests. you shivered. "are you sure nothing's going to happen to me?"

"one hundred percent, yn. now should we go in?" minho stretched out his hand for you to take, in which you gladly accepted with a giggle. being alongside your lover gave you a huge sense of comfort, so you brushed off the nerves and took in a deep breath.

the bells jingled above you as the door opened, acknowledging your presence to the staff. suddenly, all cat eyes were on you, and you felt your breath hitch. it's alright yn, they won't do anything. minho's here as well! you tried to calm yourself down, but it was not working like how you'd like. minho — as always — understood your fear, and so waited patiently before you continued to walk in. once you collected yourself together, you quickly walked over to a table and sat down, eyeing around to make sure no cats were hiding. minho chuckled at your antics and soon opened the menu to begin ordering.

your food had arrived, and so far, no cat had come in any proximity to you. of course, being the cat magnet, minho did have a few encounters. but none ever ventured over to where you were sitting. and rightfully so. eventually, you started to like the place a bit more. the decorations were very much up to your standards, and their sweet treats were absolute perfection in your eyes!

just as you were about to leave, a small, tabby cat slowly approached your feet. what would you do? you couldn't scream, of course not. not only would that be embarrassing, you'd cause a ruckus in the cafe, and nobody would want that. so you did the next best thing. you froze right in place. it was so abrupt, even minho — who had gotten used to your behavior around cats — was caught by surprise.

"hm, quick question dear. since you've done so well being around cats, why don't I teach you how to become friendly with them?" the idea baffled you. he could see what position you were in, yet still continued as normal? although you had to admit, you have come so far out of your comfort zone already, why not take the final big step? slowly, you nodded. minho smiled wider than ever, and soon crouched down to start your lesson.

"first things first, get into the position I'm in. nothing too serious literally just crouch down. then, slowly bring out your hand to their face. don't point it down towards them, that's seen as a threat." you hesitantly obeyed him and eventually carried out everything he told you to. soon enough, the cat slowly but surely walked over and sniffed your hand. then, rubbed his cheeks against your hand. you felt as if you were about to collapse, but stayed strong to show you could do this.

"perfect! he loves you already. now, I'm pretty sure you can pet him. go ahead and try for me." you did exactly so. and just as minho had said, the cat did nothing but succumb to your touch. you almost cried at how soft he was being toward you. you saw out of the corner of your eye the way minho looked at you with pride. he had always known about your undying fear of the small animals, and seeing you slowly come over that fear — especially one about something he was so fond of himself — lifted a slight worry off his shoulders. "at least they can meet soonie, doongie, and dori without trouble." he chuckled to himself. unfortunately, it was soon time for you to leave. with a bit of hesitancy, you followed minho out of the cafe and walked back home.

that night, you slept with surprising ease. it lifted your spirits to know that you were no longer absolutely terrified of cats. of course, it would take a while to completely get over the fear. but as of now, you were making perfect progress, especially in minho's eyes.

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for defending my friend lying about his dog dying?

Cw for animal abuse and Is ableist language (using sociopath as synonym for bad person)

I was in a friend group of three. Me (24f) my best friend since age 7 (24m) and we have a mutual friend he met in college when he moved away and has known for a little over a year (23f). Callin' them Liam and Rory for ease. Liam had an Esa (not a service dog, an esa). His whole life has revolved around this dog since we were 16 and he moved away. He keeps a very strict schedule with this dog. We are all aware of it because he will leave group chats mid conversation to make sure "Buddy" gets walked or fed or whatever time it is. He takes really good care of this dog and hand-makes its meals and takes it to the vet every 2 months.

Few weeks ago he was acting weird but trying to cover it up. I had been meaning to ask what was going on more privately but I kinda dropped the ball because my aunt died suddenly.

Flash to a week ago Rory sent a huge wall of text to our group chat calling Liam a barrage of names like "sociopath". It turns out that his dog died but he'd been acting like everything was the same which is why he seemed off. She found out when she came onto his property to check on him and he had to "confess."

Shes upset at him for lying but I knew there was more going on. So I talked to him about it privately over the phone and he just shattered. He had no idea what to do or say because he thinks his dad killed Buddy but he doesn't have direct proof. I had never heard him cry before this, because he was raised to really keep that stuff close to his chest. He's tried to open up to me over the years but it's visibly difficult for him especially with how his father still treats him. I believe him because if he truly wanted to manipulate me I still do not think he would have let me see that. He kept apologizing and sounding really lost and ashamed so I really don't think it was an act, you can't fake that kind of helpless abused kid feeling.

I forgave him for keeping it from me because it was obvious he was going to tell us once he processed the situation because that's a lot to say the least. I explained what happened to Rory and said sure maybe it wasn't 100% in the right but he was obviously expiercing trauma and him acting like everything was fine wasn't about hurting us, and we knew something was wrong but didn't ask, she thinks he's trolling for sympathy and that if I forgive him it tells her everything she needs to know about what kind of person I am. And says if he really thinks he dad killed his dog he would have called the police.

There are several reasons he shouldn't call the police one being that his dad has always treated Laim really badly but we never thought he would kill a dog and my friend has to live with him because he's a broke college student. She said he should have figured that out on his own but instead he manipulated us and is now trying to make us feel bad that he got caught.

I also feel like he was in danger from his dad and if he told us Buddy was gone he'd have to say why and then he'd be lying to us anyway until he figured out what the hell happened or if it was safe to tell us. We don't have enough information so I just don't think it's fair to totally write him off as a bad person over what is obviously and extremely traumatic situation? Without even talking to him? She found out Buddy was dead, left and refused to speak to him before announcing her departure from the group and blocked him on everything and basically made me choose between her or him.

I told her that was a really heartless take and that she's over reacting and she told me if I wanted to be best friends with a sociopath that was none of her buisness but she wanted nothing to do with either us because I'm just as bad as him if I don't agree with her so she doesnt loose anything by cutting me off.

She really made me feel like I was helping Liam hide a body. So I'm wondering if she's right. I don't think I'll change my mind, I won't abandon him but I am willing to admit I was wrong if I am.

Am I the assshole for sticking by him?

What are these acronyms?

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Lavender

Summary : During a photo shoot for your hero carriages you get a message from Butcher that your friend Hughie is having a panic attack and they can't repent him. Immediately you come to him and have a calm, caring moment together with your boyfriend.

warning : fluff, hurt/comfort, healthy relationship, calming down, angst, hurt, comfort

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She was in the middle of a photo shoot, the camera clicking and the photographer's constant instructions annoying her. Stupid ad agency she thought, holding the Parfun in the pink bottle closer to the camera.

She smiled her best smile and spunned around in her way too skimpy costume that couldn't show any more skin without making it look like a photo shoot for Only Fans. ,,All right, five minute break!" she heard Ashley call as she seemed to see the superheroine's expression grow more and more annoyed. ,,Thanks Ashley" she mumbled and threw the perfume almost carelessly into one of the art plants knowing it wasn't broken before disappearing into her room.

She sighed as she sat down on the chair in front of the large illuminated mirror.

Watching her hair sticking with glitter and hairspray, the green pink leather outfit with the fake flowers seeming to stick to her body. I hate it she thought and would have liked to get out of the clothes immediately.

But a glance at her phone and the spear screen of the man she loved let her know why she was doing this.

She was doing it for her friends, for what she wanted to stand for. She did it to bring Homelander down. To finally ask for justice.

She was about to reach for a bottle of water when suddenly her mobile phone made a pling sound. Curious, she reached for it, fearing it was some creepy fans who had sent her another dick pic.

But when she saw a message from Butcher she almost got serious. When she thought it was just a new report, something she had missed during the photo shoot.

It quickly turned into something that worried her. Hughie seemed to be having a panic attack and not calming down.

She didn't even answer, instead a buzz went through the air as a huge flower appeared in the middle of the secret hiding place. A sweet smell spread into the place before grass even grew under the flower.

Out of the bud came the superheroine with the planting skills. ,,Oi, I hope that goes away," she heard Butcher's sarcastic words, but she only looked at him demandingly before he pointed further down the corridor. ,,He hasn't been this bad in a long time," MM said, coming out of the room and shaking his head.

She nodded slightly, giving him a thankful look before knocking carefully on the door. ,,Hughie?" she asked quietly, listening into the room. She heard the crying, the sobbing and the whimpering.

Her heart contracted at the sound, it seemed to hurt her just as much to hear him like that.

She opened the door and went inside before slowly closing the door and seeing him.

The brown-haired man had retreated to the large bed, moved to the head end and rested his head on his drawn knees.

Every now and then he seemed to tremble slightly while muttering something to himself. It pained her to see him like this. To see him so afraid, so sad. ,,Hughie...it's me" she said slowly before slowly coming closer to the bed.

But she didn't sit down, she didn't want to overtax him, only irritate him more. ,,May I?" she asked, pointing to the bed. She saw him continue to cry before he lifted his head and nodded slightly.

She thanked him and sat down on the edge of the bed, her fingers running a little over the soft blanket. ,,Do...you want to talk about it?" she asked after a few moments in which he seemed to have calmed down at least a little. At least the trembling had gone from him.

Something that calmed her heart slightly, but the worry inside her had not gone away. It had become quiet, no one had said a word, only the rapid heavy breathing of Hughie could be heard.

The others who were either listening outside or doing something else seemed quiet too.

At least they understand, she thought, grateful to her friends and allies for giving Hughie peace. ,,N-No," came brittlely from his lips, but a moment later he put a hand on the bed beside him.

She saw the light tap of his finger on the soft mattress and knew he was telling her he was ready for her to come closer. That he was reasonably comfortable with her coming closer.

Despite the fact that they had been together for several months, they still lived in almost two different worlds. She superheroine, advertising face of perfume, makeup and countless flower shops.

And Hughie, Hughie was her adorable, sweet, helpful and maybe a little scared boyfriend.

Despite this, they lived for the same thing. To destroy the seven and defeat Homelander. It was not only a physical but also a mental strain.

Slowly she came closer to him and sat down next to him, watching him carefully to see what was getting him down. ,,Here, maybe this will help," she said after a moment and put her hand behind her on the wall of the room.

Her eyes lit up bright green for a moment before a small meadow spread out over the walls of the room before several flowers and bushes and small shrubs grew.

Instantly there was a sweet smell of the flowers and the room had a relaxed atmosphere.

Before she used her power to make lavender grow alongside the flowers. Maybe it has the same effect, she thought, remembering the many nights when neither of them could sleep properly.

Which is why she had grown lavender around their bed and they always fell asleep well and quickly. Before she saw the brown-haired man lift his head and wipe away a few tears.

His eyes ran over the many colourful flowers and she saw his tears actually stop. ,,This is pretty," he murmured and stretched out his legs, seeming to open slowly before giving her a small sad smile. ,,Yes...it is," she replied softly and slowly reached her arm out to him.

Stroked his shoulder gently and slowly, feeling his tension underneath. His eyes continued to watch the many flowers and the lavender seemed to do its natural work. ,,May I?" he asked slowly, pointing to her shoot.

At first she didn't quite understand what he wanted, but when she realised what he had in mind she nodded. ,,Of course Hughie come here," she calmly hummed and slapped her thighs.

Slowly the older man lay down with his head on her lap, pulling his legs up in an almost fetolane position. Her hands found their way into his hair, tracing the light strands, following his light curls.

She felt him slowly relax and his nervousness disappear. ,,It...was just too much today...too much...blood and too much pressure" he finally mumbled and she feared he would start crying again.

Which is why she made a small tendril with a flick of her wrist and covered him lightly with the blanket. ,,It's okay...it's over Hughie, I'm here with you. You're safe, I'll stay with you and I'm so proud of you," she said and continued to stroke his hair, hearing him sigh and his words lose their sad effect.

He gratefully pulled the blanket around him and was grateful for the place he had chosen. ,,Just relax...no stress, you've done so much today. We'll just stay here" she suggested feeling him nod slightly, smile slightly and mumble a ,,Thank you very much".

They lingered like this for a few moments until she took her free hand and made a small lavender flower. Holding it in front of his hands, she watched him open his eyes and accept it gratefully.

It seemed to finally give him the reassurance he needed. ,,I...love you for that," she heard him say and she felt the loving smile creep onto her lips before she stroked his head again. ,,I love you too Hughie...everything about you" she replied and turned off the light in the room with a flower.

Waited until Hughie's breathing became calmer and more regular before he fell asleep.

Before she allowed herself to fall asleep too, with Hughie still by her side, not leaving him as she had promised.

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[eldritch-spouse]

Rinx soulmate being consumed with greed but homeless/poor?

[Oh I LOVE this. Fem reader.]

There's a new demon in the city.

Well, not just any demon, that by itself wouldn't be note worthy. Nah.

Fancy guy. One of the big shots.

From what you've heard so far, the huge being causing complete mayhem is none other than the Icon of Greed himself. Yeah, that guy! Broccoli head. What's his name- Uh, Rings? Yep.

It's been pretty fun watching him go. The vast majority of people are locking up their homes and businesses, fleeing the streets while the demonlord and his servants terrorize the area. It's nothing short of admirable to you. He points to a shop, his servants ransack it completely, handing him some of the spoils so the King can have them immediately and sate his instincts. You've seen the fucker pick people up. Entire people, just having them be dragged into Hell. Maybe he collects them, you sure as fuck won't claim to know what these elites get up to in their free time.

You wished, oh so bad, that you had that type of freedom, the power to just take things, take everything you want! Because it should be yours. You should get to have all the nice things which sit outside your reach yet taunt you oh so cruelly. Day and night. A tormenting existence.

Point is, you're getting some sort of karmic satisfaction from watching the snobs around you get royally fucked. It's not so funny when someone takes everything you have, is it? When all you've worked so hard to get in life is ripped from your hands, as if you're no more than a child. Yes, maybe now they'll stop looking at you with such disgust in their eyes. Get a little humbled... Oh, who are you kidding? These people get high off their own farts, they won't learn a thing from this.

Knowing this, you've mostly just been enjoying the show. There's no need to hide, after all. There's not a single penny to your name at the moment. Zero. Your clothes are tattered and you have literally nothing remotely expensive to claim. Plus, you're not dolled up like most of the folks in these parts, so it's not like you'd ever be a target, right? What would a greed demonlord and his servants want with a human that's piss poor?

Nothing.

So there's no need to get stressed, right?

You sit on your usual bench, covering yourself under a worn blanket, clutching a discarded pillow you had found in the midst of the chaos. Most people would be sane enough to feel perturbed, but you fall asleep to the sounds of screaming, glass breaking and doors being torn asunder like it's the most wonderful lullaby.

Something's moving.

You groan, annoyed from a tugging sensation out of nowhere. It takes a moment before your sluggish brain catches up with reality. And you realize someone's trying to steal your pillow.

Bleary eyes peer up at a small pink form clad in a maid's garb. The demon appears to startle a little once she realizes you're awake, adjusting her glasses and offering you a guilty look- Although not letting go of your pillow.

" Fucking- Excuse me? " You nearly snarl at her.

" A-Ah- " She's tugging harder now, but you don't let go either. You'll be damned if you let her take this out of your hands! There are so many other things she could be looting, she's going to pick on the homeless person?! What a bitch. " Miss please, I'm just doing my job! "

" Some fucking job you have- There are stores everywhere, why do you have to screw with me?! "

She appears to fluster slightly, caught red-handed. In her moment of awkwardness, you yank the pillow forcibly out of the demon's hands, clutching it to yourself while you glare daggers at her. You're sure she can hurt you, but you have nothing to lose anyway.

" F-Fine! You looked like an easy target. I'm just trying to meet a quota, I don't want to hurt you. Just give me that pillow and I'll leave you be. " She's getting really agitated, but so are you, taking several steps back, which she quickly tries to cover.

" No way! Fuck off, get another one. " You're not giving it away, you just aren't. It's always been hard for you to part with things, this is no different.

" I would, if there were any left around here! "

" Oh bullshit. Look, this isn't even a good one. "

" It's not the quality, it's the quantity! " The imp tugs at her long dark tresses, exasperated. " Miss please, I don't want to hurt anyone. "

That just makes you angrier. " No! I won't- "

All of a sudden, you bump into something solid. Not a wall, it's too warm for that. A feeling of total dread washes over you, draining the color off your face as you freeze like a corralled animal. The imp before you jumps as well, standing straighter.

" M-My- My King! " She stammers, and part of you almost wants to faint. You might very well die here.

" What's this, Nena? Can't you do something as basic as getting me new bed dressings? "

You recognize that snobbish voice. It's him. It's actually him. The Greed lord, right behind you. Gasping, you try to dart sideways, quickly stopped by a freakishly large hand which easily traps your entire chest against his form.

Another, ring-clad hand comes to pluck the pillow from your grasp. And as much as you wanted to offer resistance, you don't say a peep or move a muscle.

" There we go, see? Like taking candy from a ba-... "

All of a sudden, his speech crashes entirely, leaving everyone in a confusing, concerning stillness. You have no idea what's going on, pinned under a gigantic hand, heart racing, looking at this "Nena" demon who appears as scared and anxious as you. This can't be good.

Shivers grace the back of your skull, making you glance upwards, coming face to face- Well, face to orb-thing with the demonlord. You assume he's staring intensely at you, perhaps repulsed by your disheveled appearance, or considering how to end your existence for inconveniencing his quest for, what was it again? Bed dressing?

" L- Lord Rinx, sir? " The pink imp eventually speaks up, snapping her superior out of his daze.

Rinx straightens up like a plank, his grip on you unfortunately still foolproof. " Gather everything and everyone, we're going back home. "

She shakes her head. " But sir, we're not ready- "

" We're going home. Now. "

That tone certainly leaves no room for questioning.

" Yes, yes sir! " And she's scrambling away, nearly tripping on her own feet as she starts frantically calling out for others, leaving you and the massive demon who just stole your pillow alone.

You're not quite sure what to do or say, so you wait for him to move first, puzzled when all he does is brush somewhat messy locks of hair away from your face.

" What have they done to you? "

The murmur is nearly inaudible. You're not sure what he's talking about, so you just blink, unnerved by the gentleness of his touch. The demon manages to make your eyeballs nearly pop put of your skull when he actually hands you back the same pillow. He... He gave it back. Greed demons don't do that, this guy is clearly ill.

" How long have you been living like this...? "

Why does he care? Does he think he can fool you? What kind of game is this?! Instead of answering, you just frown, turning your face away. It's all the answer he needs.

" Unacceptable. We're going to fix this immediately. " He taps his own head, which is weirdly tiny compared to his hands.

" I don't want your pity. " You're not even sure if that's what he's offering you.

The large demon chuckles, taking your hand in his as he begins walking somewhere, large legs forcing you to awkwardly jog in order to keep up. " My little treasure, I'm not offering you pity, I'm going to give you all the finest luxuries the world has! "

Something thin and green coils around your waist, it takes you a panicked moment to realize that's his tail, ending in an odd fluffy tuft. His words haven't quite processed yet, in fact, it's easy to believe you're still asleep on that very same bench, drooling on yourself probably.

" B-But-... Why? "

The million dollar question that has your eyes narrowed in clear suspicion.

" Because this is no way to treat my future Queen! Just look at yourself! Tell me names, I'll wipe the streets of Greed with them. "

Q... Queen?

Queen of Greed? What.

Not leaving you a second to digest the information, Rinx halts abruptly to rummage through the almost imperceptible pockets of his flashy red jacket, jingling and clinking titilates your ears, until he fishes out a small ring, pinched between sharp claws but shining like a star. You know that's real diamond on it. Why would he ever have anything fake? He's a king. In spite of all that's happening, you can't help batting your eyelashes at it, as if to enchant the thing into magically becoming yours.

No such effort is necessary apparently, because the other kneels before you, in the middle of these utterly trashed and deserted streets, gently bringing your wrist closer so he can slide the jewelry on your ring finger.

This- Oh God, you really are going to pass out any moment now.

Rinx hums pleasantly at his work, lifting the very same hand so he can nuzzle into your palm and sigh. " I know, diamond is too cheap for you, don't be offended dear, we'll find better later. "

What the fuck.

No. You know what? This is great. You have no idea what's wrong with this demon, why he thinks you of all people are going to be his future "Queen", but why not take advantage of it? Why not let yourself enjoy some pampering for once? After all these horrid years, living day by day, never sure of anything, not even your own safety- You deserve this. You deserve nice things. He's right. And even if you never come to love him at all, it's a much better life than what you currently have going on.

So why not give it a chance, you ponder as you examine the brilliant ring around your finger. Why not try?

" Rinx? "

" Mm? "

" A-As your Queen- " Lord, his tail is swatting around so hard you're afraid he'll take flight at any moment, hanging off your every word. " I never want to pay for anything again... And I want a new wardrobe. "

His laughter is so jovial it's intoxicating. " Deal! Deal! Anything you want is yours! "

You're picked up in a blink, cradled to his chest, where a heart wildly hammers. The hand cradling your head is not as threatening as it should be.

" As long as I get to keep you. "

That doesn't sound like a bad deal to you.

[weirderthannormal-artist]

Making headcannons for the God of War 3 gods because the games don't give them enough development :) this can be seen as AU shit

Going to read the novel soon so might update.

-Hades-

He has severe anxiety caused by ptsd from being trapped by his father for so long and uses his Cerberus as a emotional support pet.

Speaking of his father, he was physically scarred by his father which is why he looks like how he does, he has scars on 100% of his body (mostly caused by acid burns) these scars did not heal well, causing them to crack and bleed sometimes (which is why he sometimes he has small cuts on his body)

Chronic pain is common for Hades, caused by his scared body and is pretty good at hiding it from other gods and is why he has such a high pain tolerance.

He tries to hide his weakness as he fears this will cause the other gods to turn against him as he uses that scary persona (not saying he isn't scary without his looks) to protect himself.

The black spines on his back are much like quills and are naturally part of his body, he can retract them into his body.

Hades has a vow chastity and unlike his brothers he has not gotten sexual with anyone (he just doesn't see the need to) feels maybe demisexual.

His relationship with Persephone was very complicated. She might be his wife but they didn't treat each other that way more like best friends than lovers, yet he did love her and was blinded by love not to see how she truly felt.

He loves the underworld and rather be there than with the other gods or the mortal world.

-Poseidon-

He is the more strict and battle ready of his siblings and is extremely loyal to Mount Olympus willing to protect it with his life.

He is a huge control freak and rather force relationships instead of slowly making them (which is why Poseidon's princess exists).

He has severe anger issues and when he goes off he loses control of his powers which ends up hurting anyone around him including himself. Goes with the fact he constantly wants to be in control of the situation.

He is very neutral in a lot of things and doesn't show his rage unless provoked.

When he gets grudges he GETS grudges and will not let go of them which can make him a very nasty person at times.

He has respect for his siblings yet his respect for Zeus was dwindling with Zeus's fear, he does not have respect for cowards.

He will never admit when he's wrong and will go completely silent and just walks away when he knows he lost an argument.

He does care for his children yet will never really show it (he believes it to be weakness)

He believes caring is weakness to be taken advantage of, and can be quite cold in painful situations.

He takes his position very seriously and does not fuck around when it comes to his seas.

His markings glow and blink when stressed or frustrated.

He thinks really highly of himself (which is why he is never loyal to his partners).

After Pandora's box was opened, he was one of the first to realize something was wrong with him and the other gods when the powers from the box was released. He started to investigate by writing down what he felt was wrong.

-Zeus-

Oh boy, here we go-

Zeus can definitely be said to be the cruelest of his siblings, and uses his image to strike fear into the hearts of the other gods

Most gods fear him, and will always agree with him to avoid conflict (he does not take kindly to disagreement).

He is very power hungry and always wants to be in control of the situation, even when its not his business.

Has no respect for the other gods unless he could use them or wants something from them.

Will rather die than admit he is terrified all the time, to the point of making bad decisions. His fear causes him to snap at others and when he gets angry, he GETS angry (someone always ends up dead.)

Slut, slut, slut- definitely has the highest body count of the gods ( maybe more then Aphrodite-) rather then face his problems he rather go off on a random women about them ( never ends well )

He has so many kids- oh my GOD someone get this guy a vasectomy-

Terrible to his wife (probably doesn't care about her at all)

Is not used to being told "no" as most are too scared to say it to him. (He imprisoned his own mom what do you think the other gods are going to think about him-)

Thinks highly of physical strength and believes that's what makes a good leader.

Does not care much for anyone yet does seem to have some empathy, maybe understands just how much he can mess up.

-Hera-

Hera is the definition of miserable. She isn't treated very well by her husband and takes out her anger on her illegitimate children.

She is a huge drunk and usually always has a drink in her hand, the other gods always find her wasted.

She seems to care for her biological children and was secretly devastated with the death of Ares ( she blames Zeus for it.)

She does not treat her non-biological child well and often likes to torment them in different ways ( especially Hercules who she consistently controls and manipulates as her champion )

She is a hot headed and stubborn women who lives with many regrets that eat at her. ( probably why she is so nasty )

She loves flowers and gardening, she can list out any type of plant life known to man ( it's probably the only thing that keeps her sane ).

[lucy90712]

Angst! Pedri breaks up with Reader and they haven’t seen each other in months until he sees her and realizes she’s the one :)

wc: 2500+

After a horrific few months where I was just so sad after a break up the last few weeks I have finally got back to my somewhat normal self and been enjoying life again. As I've been in a relationship for the last two years I never got to fully enjoy living in Barcelona and going out with friends so that's what I've been doing and it's been fun. Going out to clubs really wasn't my thing before the break up but since I've tried to push myself out of my comfort zone and live my life a bit more so I have been a few times since. I've definitely enjoyed being out with my friends and seeing them have fun but I hate having guys come over and try to flirt with me because they are always drunk and I just don't want to be talking to any guys at the moment. 

Tonight my friends want to go out and I agreed to go with them but for some reason I'm just not looking forward to it. Something deep inside of me is telling me not to go but I don't see any real reason not to so I'm going to ignore the stupid feeling and enjoy myself. To help get over the bad feeling I have decided to get dressed up extra nice for tonight so I put on my favourite dress and did my makeup and hair all glam. Looking in the mirror after I was finally ready I felt good about myself for once I didn't have any negative thoughts in my head which stem from social media comments. Now that my relationship is over and I don't have people criticising everything about my appearance I feel like I've got a new found confidence which I really like as I've never had a huge amount of self confidence but now I'm building that. 

After some final touches to my makeup and outfit I was ready to go so called an Uber to take me to the club we had agreed to go to because I want to drink so don't want to leave my car overnight. The Uber luckily was quick and so I met my friends outside and we all went into the club together as we always stick together when we go out just to be safe. Like always the club was loud and dark but I've grown to like the atmosphere a bit as sometimes you can hide away and go unnoticed for most of the night which can be quite nice. As we walked in my friends saw some people they knew so I was dragged with them to go and say hi but along the way I thought I saw someone familiar too but I tried to forget about it. 

It took all of 5 minutes for me to realise why my gut was telling me not to come out. The realisation hit when I saw Gavi my ex Pedri's best friend who would definitely not be here without Pedri. I tried to tell myself that it was just someone who looked like Gavi but when he was stood just a few feet away from me at the bar and we caught each other's eyes I couldn't deny it anymore. Panic started to flow through me as I haven't seen Pedri at all since the night we broke up which is pretty hard when his face is plastered all over the city but now we may come face to face. 

The whole break up was really hard on me as Pedri and I had been together for two years and got together not long after he moved to Barcelona so we went through a lot together. He was the one that was there for me in some of the hardest moments of my life and I was there to support him through his early days at Barcelona. In the end he broke things off to focus on football just as the latest season was starting and as much as I have been trying to avoid it I've heard that things have been going well for the team and Pedri. Not only did the sudden break up hurt but knowing that Pedri really is doing better without me feels like a knife in my chest as I can't help but feel that I was holding him back all that time without meaning to. All of that makes the thought of seeing him make me feel sick but I agreed to come out and put a lot of effort into my appearance so I feel like I need to stay and enjoy myself.

Pedri's POV

Going out wasn't my idea but everyone was going so I felt the need to go with them even though for some reason my gut was telling me not to. When we got here everyone sat down and talked for a few minutes before sending Gavi off to go and get drinks as he missed his chance to get himself out of it. After he'd been gone for over 5 minutes I started to get worried that something had happened and when he came back that feeling didn't change because he was giving me a look which I knew meant something was wrong. Instead of just telling me what was up he dragged me off to a more quiet corner of the club and then just stared at me which didn't at all help the anxiety I was already feeling. 

"What's going on?" I asked 

"Umm well y/n is here I saw her while getting drinks and it was definitely her because I looked her right in the eyes" he explained 

"Was she with anyone?" I asked 

"Only her friends I didn't see any guy with them" he said 

"If you want to leave I'll come up with some sort of excuse to tell the others" he offered 

"No it's ok I was always going to have to see her one day" I said 

As much as I said I was going to stay I don't really want to because I don't know if I can deal with seeing her again even if the break up was completely my decision. It was such a stupid decision breaking up with y/n because it was supposed to be for me to focus on football and sure I've been playing well but I haven't been truly happy since. No win and no goal really mean anything anymore because y/n isn't there to celebrate with me like she always was before. It's hard to get motivated every morning when she's not there when I wake up and won't be there when I come back either. My life just hasn't been the same without y/n but I was the one that broke up with her for a completely selfish reason so I don't think she'd even want to talk to me again which I completely understand because if someone did that to me I wouldn't want to talk to them either. 

After taking a minute to think I went back to the table with everyone else and tried to enjoy myself but I really ended up just sat there. While sat down I happened to see y/n from across the room and once I did I couldn't take my eyes off her. She looked so beautiful her hair and makeup were done and she had on her favourite dress which I used to love as it gave her more confidence. She was smiling and laughing with her friends and just seeing her smiling again broke my heart because I used to love seeing her smile it always made my day and being the one to make her smile was even better but I'll never be able to do that again as I made a stupid decision. 

The more I stared at her the more I realised just how dumb I was to break up with her. I had the perfect girl and I stupidly let her go because I thought I would be better off without her when in fact it's the exact opposite. When we were together I knew I loved her but now that we are apart I realise just how much I loved and still love her. Over the course of our relationship I never thought too much about the future because everything with football is always about the present  so I never thought much beyond that but now it's all I can think about. Now that it's too late I realise that I wanted a future with y/n I wanted us to get married, have kids and grow old together bit now she's clearly moved on and will want those things with other people. 

"You're staring man" Gavi said taking me out of my thoughts 

"She was the one and I let her go" I said 

"If you really think she's the one then you should go and talk to her and try to win her back because the longer you leave it the more likely she is to move on" he encouraged 

"I'm going to do it but if it goes wrong I'm blaming you" I said 

Your POV 

All night I've been glancing over at Pedri as I can see him from across the club and I don't even know why it's like I'm still drawn to him. He looks as handsome as ever with his shirt unbuttoned at the top showing off his chest and his beard that I always loved growing in. I so desperately wanted to be sat with him and for him to have his arm around my waist again like he would always do when we were in public together but he broke up with me for a reason and I can't have him back. Only once we were apart did I realise how much he meant to me and now seeing him again it's bringing back all of those thoughts I've worked hard to block out. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him and I still can't imagine being with anyone else but at some point I'll have to move on or else I'll be alone forever. 

When my friends noticed me staring at Pedri they made me face the other way and gave me another drink to help distract me although it didn't really work. I tried my best to not think about Pedri but he kept crossing my mind even when my friend were pointing out other guys in the club I found myself comparing them to Pedri. Eventually I decided that in advance to move on and so I started paying more attention to the conversation and actually talking to my friends. Just as I was starting to enjoy myself again I felt and hand on my shoulder which without looking I knew would belong to a guy wanting my attention which usually I would ignore but tonight I need a distraction so I turned around. As I turned around I saw Pedri stood behind me and I nearly fainted but somehow I managed to hold it together and smile at him. 

"Hey" I managed to say 

"Hey I get if you don't want to talk to me but can I get you a drink for us to catch up over?" He asked 

"I wouldn't mind that" I replied 

He gently took hold of my wrist and brought me to the bar with him where he ordered my favourite drink and paid for it before taking me to a table for just the two of us. Once we sat down neither of us talked for a few moments before he asked me how I have been. To begin with things were kind of awkward as we haven't spoken in a few months but as the conversation continued we both got more comfortable and started get back to how we used to be. He talked about the team and how they have been playing really well and I told him about my recent promotion at work which I was working toward when we were still together. We talked about most things but avoided the topic of relationships but from what he was saying I got the impression that he wasn't seeing anyone else which made me happy as it meant there was still a chance for us to get back together. 

"I'm going to be honest with you y/n I really regret breaking up with you life just hasn't been the same since I haven't been anywhere near as happy as I was with you" Pedri admitted 

"I've missed you a lot too it's been hard hearing your name and all the things you've achieved without being able to celebrate them with you" I said 

"Then what are we doing I realise now that you are the one for me and I don't want to be with anyone else so if you are willing to would you want to give this another go?" He asked 

"You're the one I want to be with too and I want to get back together but I want to go slowly and build the relationship again so we don't have any problem" I said 

"Of course we can do whatever you want I just want you back" he said 

"You've got me back but don't ever let me go again I don't think I'll survive breaking up with you again" I joked 

"I'll never let you go ever again" he said 

Just like I was wishing for earlier he slid his arm around my waist and I rested my head on his shoulder just enjoying being back in his arms. We probably looked like weirdos to anyone else in the club but I was more than content just being with Pedri now that he’s mine again. We sat together for a little while before he took me over to his friends who were all glad to see us back together especially Gavi who didn’t hesitate to tell me all the things Pedri has been saying while we were broken up which had Pedri blushing but I loved to hear it. 

Eventually I was ready to go home so went to get and Uber but Pedri didn’t let me instead he said goodbye to his friends and we went to his car so he could drive me home. The entire way Pedri had his hand on my leg rubbing gently circles on my knee like he always used to which had both of us smiling from ear to ear. Once back at my place he walked me to my door and put both of his hands on my waist to pull me closer to him. I looked into his eyes for a few moments before we both began to lean in and finally our lips met in a kiss that was just like our first full of love and passion. He gave me one last kiss before leaving me in my apartment thinking about his a bad night turned into the best because I got my everything back. 

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To build a nest

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Part X

Tanjirou knows this will only make his crush even worse, but he doesn't have the strength to deny them anything at the moment.

He watches as Kocho starts cleaning the wound herself, looking at it like she wants it to disappear, but being careful and very gentle whenever she touches Tanjirou.

The omega looks at the bite on his arm and shivers thinking about what could've happened if he wasn't fast enough to protect his neck.

It seems Shinazugawa is thinking exactly the same because he growls again before he sits next to Tanjirou and starts scenting him.

Tanjirou's inner omega purrs in delight. Finally, one of his mates is claiming him.

He tries not to panic as he realizes what crossed his mind; none of them are his mates and they will never be.

"You smell sad," Kanroji points out, looking worried.

"What happened?" Tomioka asks as he takes Shinazugawa's place and starts nuzzling against Tanjirou's cheek at the same time Kocho finishes patching him up.

As soon as the bite is out of sight, all the hashira look a lot more relaxed.

"I'm fine," he assures them, even though his voice doesn't sound convincing at all.

When it's Himejima's turn, the huge beta cradles him in his arms, before he rubs his nose against the curve of Tanjirou's neck. It feels really good.

"Is this about the person you're in love with?" As Tanjirou thought, Himejima thinks he's in love with someone else (just one person) which is probably for the best.

He's really quiet, but it seems that his whisper didn't manage to escape Uzui's amazing ears. The alpha glances at Tanjirou for a second, looking absolutely devastated.

Or maybe it's just Tanjirou's imagination, he probably just feels bad for him.

Tired of hiding things from them, Tanjirou decides to tell the others, at least part of the truth.

"Yes," he nods and doesn't bother to whisper back. "They don't love me like I do love them."

"It's hard for me to believe that's possible," Himejima mumbles as the others stare at Tanjirou; it's so quiet it seems like they have even forgotten how to breathe. "How can someone not love you completely?"

Tanjirou starts shaking, but he refuses to cry...

"I-I think you should talk to them," Kocho suggests as a single tear escapes from one of her eyes, Tanjirou has never seen her like that before.

Suddenly, all of them smell sad, almost heartbroken.

Kanroji opens her mouth to tell him something, but ends up sobbing in Iguro's arms instead. She looks devastated.

When it's Rengoku's turn, he stops in front of Tanjirou; the alpha reaches out to him, but seems to think about it and lets his arms fall at his sides instead.

It hurts the omega, he wants all his mates to hug him.

"We shouldn't scent you," Rengoku mumbles, his smile is gone, along with his energetic personality; he looks so tired. "Perhaps that's why they want to get closer to you. Maybe they think you're taken."

Tanjirou's inner omega is suffering, one of his mates is there and doesn't touch him. He wants all of them to do it. He needs all his scents on him.

But it's okay... Perhaps it's for the best, even though it hurts.

"We can clean you up so you don't smell like us anymore..." Tomioka offers and the omega moves away from him. He shakes his head.

"No, please don't..."

"They're not worth your time if they don't love you back," Shinazugawa growls, although he smells more sad than angry.

"Tanjirou... We can, please let us..." Tokito doesn't finish, he just shakes his head; it seems like he's in pain.

"We can talk to them..." Iguro offers, voice shaking a bit.

"No..." Tanjirou says, trying to hold back a couple of tears, but realizing that he can't. "I'm sorry!"

"Hey, beautiful... It's okay, what do you need?" Uzui is on his knees in front of him, taking both his hands in his. "Tell us. What do you want?"

"Keep scenting me, please..." The omega mumbles, feeling terrible, like he's taking advantage of the situation.

"Of course," Kocho agrees, before getting closer to him.

It's not enough, Tanjirou realizes after they all finish scenting him... A demon almost bit his scent glands and marked him and his omega just wants his Pillars to claim him as theirs.

He doesn't want to belong to anyone else.

"What if you give us a chance, darling?" Kanroji asks, ignoring when Tomioka starts scolding her for speaking.

"What? What do you mean?"

"You said they didn't feel the same," Tokito mumbles then, looking a bit hopeful. "If you let us show you how much we love you, perhaps... one day you can love us back."

"You... D-Do you love me?" Tanjirou blinks a couple of times, still letting his tears fall over his cheeks. He can't believe it, he refuses to believe it; it's just too good to be true.

"We have loved you for a while now, almost from the very beginning, my boy," Rengoku says as he wipes off the omega's tears with his thumbs.

"All of you?"

"All of us," Tomioka nods, a soft smile curling up his lips.

Tanjirou sobs; he needs to jump in someone's arms, so he takes Himejima's hand before doing it, the beta catches him easily. Somehow, he's always aware of Tanjirou.

"I didn't tell you everything," he whispers as an apology. "My heart doesn't just... belong to one person but nine. I'm in love with all of you, but I thought–"

"Tanjirou!" Shinazugawa growls, taking him away from the stone hashira's arms to cradle the omega in his. "How... I thought you were smart!"

It's more than obvious he's not actually mad, his scent smells happy... All his Pillars are completely happy.

"Let us mark you now!" Kanroji says, but immediately covers her mouth when the other stare at her, surprised.

"Yes, please! Bite me!" Tanjirou agrees, prompting everyone to purr in response.

"Are you sure?" Kocho asks, although she looks impatient already.

"I'm sure."

***

They marry him two months after that, fortunately the bite from the demon is completely gone and Tanjirou is now pregnant. His belly is not that big yet, but he knows there are a couple of pups inside him already.

Tanjirou, Suma and Kanroji tear up during the ceremony, but they're very happy, all of them. His mates are even more protective of him now, which is more than okay with him as long as they keep allowing him to go on missions.

His inner omega is finally happy, he has the mates he wants and they're constantly cuddling him, taking care of him and... making love to him.

Nezuko is usually pressing one of her ears against his belly, it seems she's impatiently waiting to meet the pups and sometimes lets Tanjirou know how much she loves them already.

He's happy now.

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The Fernweh Saga by @lacunafiction - Agnes edition

Who would have thought? 🤭

Agnes "Nes" Sigrún 🌑RO: James Corvin

Personality: sincerity // cautious // friendly // merciful Traits: heart // compliance // believer Past affinity: writing [horror stories] Primary ability: empathetic impressions Past susceptibility: receptive

☀️Fernweh: She never really thought about leaving Fernweh… It was her place, near her family and friend(s). She felt good there and assumed she’s gonna spend her whole life happily in this little town. Even if Fernweh brings back devastating memories, she’s curious about what’s happening in Fernweh now, in her true home. It’s always been her dream to work in Turn The Page, and during her ‘short’ stay in Fernweh, she started thinking about it again. Why not stay for longer…? She would love to carry on her grandfather’s work and bring his legacy justice. 

☀️Grandpa Jóhann: When she was young, she had an amazing relationship with her grandpa. They were completely honest with each other, and she loved him wholeheartedly. Some people thought that making her grandpa proud was her main hobby. She used to tell him all about her dreams that she had, which were always wild... and also about the nightmares… It took her by surprise when her grandpa, one of the most important people in her life, started being less involved. She was hurt and began to wonder if she had done something to cause the distance between them. His decision to move her out of Fernweh so quickly after this tragic event made a huge impact on her mental state. She needed time to cope and be with her closest ones, especially her grandpa...but after all she didn't blame him. She often heard that she looked exactly like her mother…like her grandpa's daughter... She assumed he could not look at her, without thinking about her... And she could not blame him for wanting to escape that pain. Agnes knew it was the best thing that her grandpa could do for him, and she accepted it, too eagerly. She always too eagerly took the blame for everything.

☀️Beckett Warrick: After what happened in Fernweh after James she had even more trouble interacting with other people and making new friends… However, Beckett was an exception. He was the first person who got to truly know her after the events in Fernweh. When she got the letter about her Grandpa, she considered hiding the truth from him, because she knew deep down that he would be there for her if she needed him… even if he would not particularly enjoy it. It's a good thing she’s such a bad liar… Her main concern is about Beckett’s well-being. She noticed that this 'little' trip made a huge impact on him. He wasn’t supposed to be here, and it’s because of her that he–... She needs to make sure that nothing happens to her friend. And she will somehow manage to bring him back to his home.

☀️Reese Verner: They had an unconventional relationship. Reese saw her as a rival, while Agnes thought of him as a friend. She was confused about why Verner, someone of great importance, would even look at her see her as a rival. She knew there were better candidates for his games. She had only one question on her mind - “why?”. Despite Verner's playful teasing, Agnes always remained polite and friendly towards him, even when he attempted to push her boundaries. Girl knew how to keep her true feelings behind a warm smile she still does. If I can be completely honest… Agnes was rather shocked that Reese still remembered her… and was actually looking for her, which sounded so unbelievably. His concern for Milton's well-being made her see him in a slightly different light. Of course, she already knew Reese had a good heart, but his behaviour really touched her. Additionally, Agnes noticed that Reese and James’ relationship became stronger and deeper… It’s for the best. James deserves someone as dependable as Reese. He will always be there for James. 

☀️Sofia Dorran: Their bond was formed over a shared admiration for books and... the color blue. It may sound funny now, but these things became central to their lives and deepened their friendship. Sofia was the first person Agnes entrusted with her writing, and valued her honest feedback, knowing that Sofia would not make her feel bad if something needed improvement. They frequently borrowed books from each other's collections. Agnes yearned for the days when she and Sofia had reading sessions together, sipping on their favorite beverage. The only issue back then was when the book ended poorly or their library didn't have any new positions for them to read. She's willing to know how Sofia's taste toward books shifted (if shifted) and how she changed as a person. She's also extremely grateful because her grandfather received constant care from Sofia and her mother.

🌑James Corvin: …Do I really need to tell you that James was her first crush? And that she never found the courage to tell him so? maybe now will be the time? Agnes and James were always together, wherever one went the other followed. They were inseparable. Agnes even used to bake oatmeal cookies for James with her mother's help. They dreamed of their idyllic life together. As friends, obviously. Seeing him again after all those years was much harder than she anticipated. Agnes felt overwhelmed with stress from the moment she stepped out of her car. Every time she heard his surname, she unknowingly flinched. Her mind was full of questions about his well-being, life, and changes. She couldn't help but wonder if he would be happy to see her. …she did manage to hold his hand for a moment, I can consider it as a success

☀️Alex Corvin: Agnes has always looked up to Alex for their adventurous spirit and their willingness to embrace life to the fullest. She has always wanted to adopt a bit of Alex' wild side. Whenever they are around, boredom and dullness seem to disappear. They both share similar values and support each other's life goals. If I would say which person Agnes was the most willing to meet during her stay in Fernweh that would be Alex. She was confident in their friendliness towards everybody and was sure that their kindness had not wavered. Agnes was touched when she heard that Alex was looking after her grandfather's bookstore… It appears that Beckett has a new admirer, which Agnes wholeheartedly approves of.

☀️Mal: Agnes has a sense that Mal might be suspicious, but she is quite naive and doesn't believe that he could mean trouble. Although she is wary of him and finds him a little untrustworthy, Agnes believes in being kind to everyone, and she is willing to give Mal a chance, not judging him by her own impressions of him.

☀️Goldie: Agnes is grateful that her grandfather had a furry companion like Goldie, who probably managed to brighten his spirits. She fondly recalls how her grandfather would tell her stories when he once had a dog, when he was younger and how his eyes would light up with joy as he shared his story. Agnes is committed to taking excellent care of Goldie and ensuring her safety.