#yall gonna need some chocolate for sure—

[zrisewrites]

Eheheheh

This will be fun

Welcome to the 3rd annual Whumpcember!

Once again, it is just me running the event, so please be aware of any human error. I am grateful for all the participation with choosing the blog theme as well as picking this year's prompts! I hope everyone has a good Whumpcember, and now, here are the rules:

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Fanfic! Gif! Text post! Fanart! Fan video! Any piece of media that you can possibly make that has whump counts!

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Written Prompt list below:

Day 1: Broken Bones

Day 2: "This Is Your Fault"

Day 3: Begging

Day 4: "This Isn't My Blood"

Day 5: Concussion

Day 6: "Please Stop"

Day 7: Kidnapped

Day 8: "No. Not Like This"

Day 9: Shaking

Day 10: "Let Me Help You"

Day 11: Manipulation

Day 12: "I Have Nowhere Else To Go"

Day 13: Trauma

Day 14: "I Never Wanted This"

Day 15: Broken Glass

Day 16: Amnesia

Day 17: Greatest Fear

Day 18: Poisoned

Day 19: Panic Attack

Day 20: "Please Leave"

Day 21: Bruises

Day 22: Hallucinations

Day 23: Overwhelmed

Day 24: Walking On Injuries

Day 25: Healed Wrong

Day 26: Falling

Day 27: Hypothermia

Day 28: Whipped

Day 29: Choked

Day 30: Saying Goodbye

Day 31: Hearing Voices

Alt. 1: Sore Throat

Alt. 2: Memory

Alt. 3: Fire

Alt. 4: Lies

Alt. 5: "You're Allowed To Fall Apart"

Alt. 6: "Could You Stay A Little Longer?"

Alt. 7: Motion Sickness

Alt. 8: Running Away

Alt. 9: Alternative Bandages

Alt. 10: "Tell Me I'm Wrong"

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

OP smutty headcanons

Warnings: ⚠️no minors pls ⚠️

Just some fun headcanons I have for some of the OP men ☠️

OP men: Zoro, Sanji, Law and Luffy.

pt. 2

Roronoa Zoro:

- he’s gonna be rough with you (are you really surprise???)

- but his aftercare is actually thoughtful. If thoughtful means getting you a wet nap to clean up and putting you to bed because he practically ruined your body

-he’s gonna be smirking pridefully when he sees you walking funny the next day

- degrading (receiving) tell him you think mihawk would be a better lover or that sanji’s stamina is stronger - he’s gonna be so pissed but he’s gonna dick you down harder. Call him weak and you’re done for, might as well save up for a new pussy.

- oral (receiving) he’s gonna sit back and relax while you do the work. Arms crossed again his chest the entire time, he’s not gonna let you know he’s enjoying himself -that’s for weak men.

- thigh kink: his favorite way to watch you get off is by riding his enormous thighs and you’re eyes have to be on him the whole time.

Black Leg Sanji:

- Praise kink (receiving) tell him what a good boy he is!

- Hand kink (giving) he only uses his hands for two things - cooking and fingering you until your juices are all over his fingers.

- Food Play (giving) he wants to feed you chocolate covered strawberries while fucking you. If you allow it, can he please lick chocolate off your nipples???

- Nipple sucking (giving) His favorite thing is to lay his head upon your lap, your fingers in his hair as he sucks on your nipples. He can cum in his pants if allowed enough time. He got mommy issues yall.

- Missionary King: he wants to see your face at all times and he wants to treat you like a Queen. And queens don’t have to lift a finger! He’s gonna take good care of you and make sure you cum first before him.

- Aftercare includes cleaning you up himself, drawing a bath for you and making sure you have enough food and water.

Trafalgar D. Water Law:

- you have to take the lead, he’s kinda shy….

- but once the ball gets rolling…he tends to be a little more assertive but polite. “Is this fine?” He’ll asks when he starts to move faster in you.

- he can’t handle how cute you look when he’s inside you that he asks if you guys can do doggy style instead. He can’t focus, so that’s his favorite position.

- he’s needy and stalks you around the ship. He won’t outright say it but he’s always down to fuck. Or maybe some foreplay? He has no problem sending you two to his room with his power, he can have you naked on his bed in seconds!

- praise kink (giving/receiving) he likes when you tell him how good he’s making you feel and in return, he will (under his breath, he’s shy!) how good you make him feel.

- aftercare includes telling you to use the restroom right after. He’s a doctor ya’ll he doesn’t want you to get a UTI. But then he’ll beckon you back to the bed because he likes to cuddle. Cuddling is mandatory for at least thirty minutes. He’s the big spoon.

Monkey D. Luffy:

- he’s a little complicated, but he’s an eager lover.

- he’s a “I need it now and I don’t care where we’re at or whose around” kinda guy. There’s been enough times where the rest of the crew has come to recognize the look in his eye and quickly leave the two of you alone.

- he likes eating…so eating you out is his favorite thing to do. His head digs into your thighs and he acts like he hasn’t eaten all day. “You taste really good!”

- praise kink (receiving/giving) tell him he’s gonna be the king of the pirates and he’ll do whatever you want. Every time you make him cum, he always is thankful and rewards you with a kiss and a pat on the head. But you tell him he needs to do more than that! He does lol

- his stamina lasts forever. He can raw dog you for hours if you allowed it but most of the time you have to beg him to finish - your body can’t handle it!

- aftercare really is just him bringing food for you and him to eat in bed. Then a really long nap, his arms wrapped around you - even if you wanted to leave, you couldn’t!

……………….

Send me more characters to headcanon!

[jammydodger3579]

Mary Jane Mindset

Summary: Wade and Logan get stoned together.

A/N: this was requested on discord, so hopefully yall like it. Haven't written for Wade before so enjoy. Sorry it's short lol. Patreon here

18+ for mature audiences only

700+ word count.

Warnings: drug use, swearing

“No, absolutely not” 

“Come on, just once... It’s a rite of passage!”

“I’ve done it before and I didn’t like it” Logan looked at the bong in front of him. It was disgusting, bright pink and covered in my little pony stickers. He looked at Wade, who was smiling like a schoolgirl. “Didn’t even work, healing factor and all”

“Not this strain, I grew it myself. From a wee baby plant. I call it “Bruce Banner” cause it’s big, mean and green. Could probably get him stoned too. God knows he needs it” 

“Have you even cleaned this thing?” He picked up the bong, looking at it questioningly. Wade shook his head. 

“Not even once. Keeps the good stuff in” Logan sighed, placing it back down on the coffee table. Wade walked into the kitchen and looked around in a drawer for a bit before walking back to the couch. He chucked some rolling papers at Logan. “Here, is that better?” Wade said, looking at the man. Logan nodded. 

“Okay fine, just this once” Logan said, caving into Wade’s antics. Wade giggled and clapped his hands together. Logan had been living with Wade for the past three weeks, and they seemed to get along enough. Logan mostly tolerated him, especially since he was staying with Wade and Blind Al for free. Wade got out his rolling tray and started grinding up the flower. Logan scoffed, Wade’s whole set-up was pink and purple, and his grinder was the shape of a cinnamon roll. “Cute” 

“You know you love it. Yukio got it for me” “I’m sure she did” Logan handed the rolling papers over to Wade. He started rolling the joint, struggling a little. 

“We’re gonna need water, snacks and something to watch” Wade handed the tv remote to Logan. He flicked through the movie options before settling on one called The Room. “You picked the worst movie in the world!” 

“Not my problem” Logan said with a smirk. He got up and went to the kitchen. He got a bag of pretzels, chocolate biscuits and two glasses of water for himself and Wade. He placed everything down on the coffee table before resuming his seat next to Wade, who’s just finished rolling a joint. He put it between his lips and lit the end of it, puffing out the smoke. He took another puff before handing it to Logan, intentionally blowing smoke in his face. 

“Puff puff pass,” Wade said. Logan nodded, taking the joint. He took a drag, letting the smoke sit in his lungs for a while before exhaling. It had an earthy aftertaste. He did it again before handing the joint back to Wade. The two kept exchanging the joint as they watched the movie. Logan lifted his hand to point something out on the TV.

“Whoa, what the fuck” His whole arm felt like jelly as it was suspended in the air. Wade smiled, exhaling smoke through his nose. 

“You’re cooked” he laughed, looking at Logan. His eyes were bloodshot. Logan sat back on the couch. 

“Whoa, I feel like I’m sinking,” he said, shifting in his seat. Wade finished the joint off, putting it out in an ashtray. He was smiling, watching as Logan adjusts to being properly stoned for the first time. Logan looked around the room, his vision felt colourful. Everything seemed more vibrant and pretty. He looked at the man sitting next to him, face full of fondness. “How long is this gonna last?” 

“At least an hour, maybe longer. It’s trial by fire” Wade shrugged, stretching his arms over his head and yawning. “Man, I could nap right now” 

“Don’t fall asleep, tell me something interesting” 

“Okay well, have I ever told you about all the trolls movies?” Wade said, blinking to keep his eyes open. For the next half hour, Logan gave his full attention to Wade, listening intently. He wouldn’t admit it, but he loved listening to Wade ramble on about something he found interesting. “OH oh oh!! This is my favourite part!” Wade said pointing at the TV. “I did not hit her. It’s not true. It’s bullshit! I did not hit her, I did not! Oh hi, Mark” Wade quoted, doing the accent and everything. Logan smiled at the impression.

“I see why this is the worst movie,” he said, laughing. He didn’t want to admit he was having fun, but his actions gave it away. Wade smiled. 

“Look at you, enjoying yourself. I need to get you stoned more often” 

“Let's not make a habit of it” Logan said in a gruff voice, but he smiled afterwards. He grabbed the bag of pretzels and started eating. Food felt even more delicious than usual.

“There are other drugs we can try” 

“Absolutely not” 

[lovelykil]

headcanons─

: ➛ killua & gon x reader older ver.

hc; night owl reader

cw; little suggestive themes mentioned

note; I have a huge headache (´ﾍ｀；) also, this was one of the choices everyone wanted so 😛

˗ˏˋ gon

“you're still awake?” o(*´ー` ?)

I'm pretty sure he passes out dead cold right when he hits the sheets. After a long day of training to build his aura and practice his new ability he's tired asf

Bisky gives yall no break

He changes into his muscle shirt and some sweats then jumps right into bed, you following along.

He tells you goodnight and places a little peck on your cheek before clinging onto your arm and snoozing

You're obviously exhausted too from today but somehow can't find yourself to be sleeping, but to ponder.

You think about how you even began to be with the ravenette and how your life changed for the best along side with him.

You wonder if killua actually really liked you or not σ(￣∇￣;)

He always seemed distant or not wanting to deal with you at all, but he always had your back in fights so.. maybe he did have a soft spot for you.

minutes past by.. You're still stuck in your head, looking up at the ceiling.

an hour..

two..

three..

four?!

damn what possibly could you be thinking about

You played a game on your phone soon enough from after all this thinking , the bright screen waking up the teen next to you.

You were actually surprised that woke him up he was literally facing away from you after shifting in his spot countless times.

He sits up with a disturbed expression, rubbing his weary chocolate eyes.

"y/n, can you turn off your phone?"

"I- yeah sorry gon." (￣▽￣;)

With a click the device shut off and was placed beneath your pillow, you sigh quietly to yourself.

"I wonder what your dad looks like." You whispered.

"I'm sure like me" gon tiredly smiled at you. You looked back at him then at the ceiling, you let out a soft chuckle.

"obviously, I bet that's where you got your weird hair"

"hey!" (｀ε´ )

"my bad" ( ￣▽￣)

gon lays back in his spot, his thoughts flooding his mind aswell.

"how long have you been awake?" He lets out, his head turning.

you think before answering.

"awhile."

"awhile!?"

"couldn't sleep"

"bisky isn't gonna go easy on us tomorrow you need to get your rest you know." The boy tugged on your shirt, trying to get you to listen. Your eyes move around the dark room then you grumble.

"okayy" you scoot towards him to feel his warmth, he lays his hand on your shoulder to kiss your cheek and smile.

"we can finally sleep together now!"

"ahhg, yes night gon."

"goodnighttt" (^^)

will make you go to sleep with kisses and hugs

he cares alot about your health and sleeping is the way to extra energy !!

so I don't think he stays up much

If he does it's possibly because of a sleepover with killua

idk I see him needing that beauty rest 🗣‼️

˗ˏˋ killua

“go to sleep WOMEN” o(｀Д´#)

does NOT need that beauty rest 🗣‼️

he can stay awake for awhile 2 to 3 days I think he said?

he just built different 🥶

so match him up with someone who also can't sleep ..

boom

chaos.

jk I'm sure he's pretty chill about it

like you also can't sleep? cool wanna have a pillow fight and watch scary movies??

you two are probably always doing something in the middle of the night.

nothing weird YOU PERV.

I mean, unless..😗

NO.

like sneaking into the kitchen to steal snacks together, quietly so not to wake up kurapika 😓

kil always eats most of them though to piss you off, then you end up yelling at him as he looks at you with his cat smirk

slowly shoving the chips into his mouth.

ooohh that boy gets on your nerves (`へ´*)

he won't admit it but he enjoys these nights with you, he's impressed how long you can stay up till you eventually pass the fuck out

idk cause sometimes at night too he gets a little.. silly.

suddenly his confidence is WAY high in the dark room as you two talk to each other after snacking.

he plays with the ends of your shirt as you sit on his lap and rant about something

"oh? uh-huh. mhm

he's not listening, he wants to rub his hands against your torso from under your shirt as you gasp from the cold sensation of his digits.

maybe even let him take off your shirt if he's lucky.

though, you knew what he was doing there was a reason why he wanted you to sit on his lap 😒

you grin to yourself, shaking your head.

you stopped talking and grabbed his pervy hands.

"I know what you're doing." You whispered.

"damn it, thought I was careful this timee" He whined.

you escape from his lap and lay next to him with a giggle.

"ohh, you're so cute cmere." You tease the boy, listening to him boil in heat. His pale face pink as flamingos as you lean in to kiss his cheek.

suddenly that confidence died out.

"you're so embarrassing.." (≧ヘ≦ )

he muttered irritatedly but he very much enjoyed that peck hoping you would kiss him on the lips now.

in which you did, the kiss was long and gentle. Your hand held his cheek as his landed on yours your lips formed a smile when he did so causing him to break away from the tender kiss and grow more flustered

"WHYD YOU DO THAT-"

"Smile?"

"YEAH.. DON'T DO THAT."

"Because the way your hand went on mine was cute."

". . ."

"You KNOW WHAT go to BED" ////

honestly it's fun being with him, wasting your nights with the albino

and having meaningful (sometimes) conversations at night, the kind where you and him smile together, with nothing but love in each of your eyes.

[marblepasta-creepyhornet]

EJ, Toby and Cody (plus whoever else you wanna write for lol) straight SIMPING for a plus size female reader? 🙏🙏

Read my mind, babes 💙

Creeps x Plus Size!Fem!Reader

———

EJ

No matter what you look like EJ’s always simping for you (he’ll only make it exclusively known to you and you alone). Not because of embarrassment, but only because he likes focusing any amount of love and attention he can muster to you only! 🥹

But, honey, if you’re plus sized, HE IS ON YOU LIKE BUTTER ON A SLICE OF TOAST- 😉😏

You’re thicc in all the right places and he wants you in anyway way, shape and form! He adores every inch of you 🥺

Let’s say you’re insecure, he will shower you with compliments, affection and love. But, if that isn’t your style, he’ll do anything you ask of him to help you feel better. 😩

He’d die if he saw you in a crop top and shorts! The way the shorts hugged your thighs that this man wants to be squished between, combined with your cute tummy showing, he’d be all over you! 😊 (I’d simp for you too (y/n))

If anyone in the mansion bullies you? It’s over for them. I’m serious, Jack almost killed Jeff when he felt the need to make a rude comment about you.

Toby:

He’s very vocal about your body! He loves to constantly remind you that you’re pretty and beautiful (it especially helps on days where you’re feeling insecure 😣). Like his words calm you down and help you feel better. He’s always making sure that you know that he loves you and doesn’t want you to doubt yourself :)

He will literally start fights if anyone makes a derogatory comment about your body 👊😤

This man will W O R S H I P you! When yall are in the bedroom, he’s kissing every part of your body and bringing the praise comments 🥺🥺🥺

“S-s-so pretty,” “All mi-mi-mine,” “M-my pretty gir-girl,” (need me a man or woman like this fr 🫣)

He’s a 100/10 simp for you!

Cuddling? You’re big spoon most of the time (not that you mind)

Circling back onto days where you feel insecure, Toby will help cheer you up by spending the day doing things you like.

He’s very committed 😌

Hugs from behind are a given, just accept it. He loves showing his love for your body through physical touch 🧡

Also- one night while walking through the woods, Toby heard some assholes making fun of you and he fucked them up- ANYWAYS 😗

Cody (X-Virus)

Like EJ and Toby, he’s all for worship, BUT he isn’t as vocal of the two-

(Also how you look literally doesn’t matter) sweetie, here’s there for your intelligence, but not in the way of using you, but in the way of him wanting to be near you 👀

He’ll have you sitting in his lap while he’s writing in his lab, you get lowkey paranoid that you’re too heavy and you’ll try to move, but bro is dragging you right back 🙂‍↕️

Now, I like to think that a bit like EJ, he likes to be creative in his free time, so one day while you two are in his lab, he’ll sketch you while you’re sitting around 🥹

ROMANTIC GESTURES!!! This man is all for buying you flowers, chocolates, and whatever else to show you that he loves you.

Also if he hears anyone talking shit, he kidnaps them as a lab rat for tortuous experiments ;)

As for cuddling? Say he’s sat on the edge of the bed waiting for you when you come into view from the doorway. He’s instantly wrapping his arms around you and gently pulling you into bed with him- 😭 (I’m gonna be sick-)

HEAR ME OUT! HE STEALS YOUR HOODIES! MF sneaks into your closet and just *YOINK* 🏃💨

It’s honestly so cute how your hoodies look so oversized on him- they go down almost to his knees and covers his whole arm to a little past the tips of his fingers.

But you don’t mind though because he’s honestly the best thing to happen to you and he appreciates you 😭

[rrenzwrld]

secreto de amor XII

chapter 12! read chapter 11 here

you were excited about what happened with connie but you also felt guilty about it. you knew jean was overprotective over you with any guy but because his best friend would be involved, you didn’t know how different this would be. you didn’t know how to feel about the situation.

but one thing you were sure about was your feelings for connie. he brought some kind of spice in your life and everything with him felt natural, especially when you started to just embrace him as a person overall. maybe you were falling in love but you’ve been there before and the possibility of going back kinda frightened you.

“whatcha smiling at?” sasha asked while being all up on your phone as you texted connie.

“her man.” tia commented, which prompted you to send a death stare her way.

“man? you ain’t tell us you had a man? who’s the man?” you rolled your eyes before putting your phone down.

“i don’t have a man, sasha.”

“yet.” tia coughed.

“i’ll never have a man. especially after what happened with…” you couldn’t even really say his name, not like it deserved to be said anyway.

“who?” sasha looked at tia because she knew she’d have the answer.

“her ex.” she mumbled and sasha quickly understood.

“but don’t be like that! you’ll have a man, especially one that’s gonna treat you…not like how the other one treated you.”

“his name is gonna start with a c and end with an e…he’s gonna be funny and fine…he’s gonna—“

“t.”

“that’s very specific.”

“girl, we talking about connie!” you immediately shushed tia in case jean was somewhere nearby.

“ohhh! aww~i knew he was talking to somebody new, i didn’t think it was you though. cute!”

“we’re not a thing.”

“they kissed. tongue and everything. sucking each other’s faces off—“

sasha gasped. “oh my god…yall fucked?”

“no. just a kiss, calm down.”

“you saying that like it’s a bad thing. his dick little or something?”

“no, i’d just be surprised if y’all did. you’re so soft and quiet and he’s…he sells drugs.”

“okay, and? money money money~” tia sang.

“he’s cool and we kissed so i’m just tryna see if the kiss was a waste of time.” it obviously wasn’t because it occupied your mind for hours in a day but you just wanted to see if anything would come out of it or if you were just signing an invisible contract to become one of his throw-away hoes.

“evidently not, got you smiling at the phone and shit.” you threw a pillow towards tia.

“you got jokes, huh?”

“what’s going on in here?” jean came into your room.

“none of your business, why are you in here?”

“to let you know i’m going to the store and if you wanted to come?”

“so it’s just fuck us huh?” tia commented and jean narrowed her eyes at her.

“yep. you coming, y/n?” you nodded just to get out the house.

“you’re gonna leave us?” sasha stood up from the bed, pouting.

“no, i’ll be back. just take care of the house.”

you and jean went to the store to get more groceries because it was the first time since he’s been back.

you two were walking down snack aisle when you thought you saw connie with some girl and eventually you were sure it was him. they were laughing, giggling, and touching all up on each other and your heart felt like it was breaking into a million pieces. it showed on your face and jean picked up on your energy shift.

“hey, what’s wrong? you don’t like chocolate chip?” jean asked innocently as he held up a box of chocolate chip cookies.

“i’m okay. what else do we need to get?” you tried to shake the scene off but you couldn’t.

“umm…that’s it. you sure you okay?”

“yeah, can we leave now?”

“of course.” he nodded. the only time you rushed him was if something was really wrong or you didn’t wanna be somewhere so he understood. on the ride back, he did have questions but he knew not to bother you if you looked upset. so when you finally got home you went straight to your room but forgot sasha and tia were still there.

“what’s wrong? what happened at the store?” you shook your head but sasha and tia looked at each other, knowing something was wrong.

“you saw connie?” tia whispered. you were quiet so that gave away your answer. “don’t tell me he was with another bitch bruh…” you were quiet again.

“i’m sorry y/n…i can talk to him if you want. this might all be a big misunderstanding.” sasha rubbed your leg. you didn’t feel like crying or anything, you were just mad. his lil kiss started to get you into feelings you were kinda excited for but then he goes and have another bitch in his face? yeah you knew it was a waste of time.

“it is what it is,” you shrugged. “i just don’t think he’s for me.”

“don’t give up! maybe it was a cousin you saw him with or something.” tia side-eyed sasha.

“be forreal.”

“it didn’t look like a cousin. the way they were all up on each other.”

“were they kissing?” you shook your head. “at least that’s good.”

“yeah i just need to take a step back.”

“a few steps all the way back.” tia’s comment made you and sasha giggle before you all talked some more. after a few more minutes, tia and sasha ended up leaving and jean was knocking on your door.

“come in!”

“hey, you okay? you looked pretty upset earlier.” jean came in and sat on your bed.

“i’m fine. just a mood swing or something.” jean knew you were lying and was battling in his head whether or not he should ask you what he really wants to ask you.

“okay…i just have a question,” you didn’t look at him but was silent just to listen to him. “what’s up with you and connie?” your heart sank again but you couldn’t explain why if there’s truthfully nothing going on, at least not anymore.

“nothing. why?”

“i overheard yall talking about him. i just wanted to ask you just in case i misheard or whatever.”

“we kissed but we’re not dating or anything.” jean had to admit he was a bit bothered by what you told him but his priority was with you, not connie.

“okay then, just…i don’t want you getting hurt. i want your heart and mind protected and honestly, connie is not gonna be the one to do that for you. he’s my best friend and all and we’re cool but, you will always come first. i’ll always be on your side, understood?” you nodded in confirmation. luckily you hadn’t gotten that far with connie for anything to change. you hoped that outside of you, him and jean would still be friends because you didn’t wanna ruin anything for your brother.

[sugar-omi]

Alright all your Cove and Baxter anguish has me FUCKED UP and I need some adorable Cove fluff to recover. How about a little about Cove and M/C as newlyweds coming home after the honeymoon?

at first i didnt know what to write but then i start thinking n.... pls i love this sm i hope it heals your broken heart <3333

tags : Fluff, cove loves you sm, sharing money (cove shares his money/bank acc w you), he's just in love w you theres nothing else to say

synopsis : how cove acts after your come back from your honeymoon

he's bringing you flowers everyday

at first he brings you a couple bouquets but you've run out of places for them so he just brings you one and add them to your collection.

none of them are the same either

so you have sunflowers, lilies, roses, tulips, peonies, orchids, and many many flowers all in one vase

is it a little ugly? probably. definitely. the colors and sizes n shapes all clash but it's the thought that counts

if you don't like flowers, are allergic, or you get tired of him bring so many...

he brings you food <3

I think one of cove's love languages is food

he brings home sweets like cheese cake or marbled cake

or fudge, or chocolates

or if you aren't into sweets like that, then he'll bring lunch/dinner instead

he's a decent cook, and even if you're bad at cooking he wants you to help him

lots of kissing n half burnt food (he takes whatever portion is burnt so you don't have to eat it)

and he tries to always bring u lunch

if he can't bring you lunch for whatever reason, he either packs one for you or sends you money for lunch

COVE: hi bby, have you eaten yet YOU: im ordering food rn COVE: i sent u 50 is that enough YOU: ?!*!&!(!? YOU: that's too much 😭😭 cove pls YOU: ill send the rest back COVE: keep ot COVE: it* COVE: my money is your money

he does this all the time now, in fact he'll even had you his card

which he's always done before your marriage, but now ge even gets you a card connected to his bank account too

he doesn't even care if you share your money w him too, he just wants to give you everything he has

like if you asked for his shirt in the middle of the store I think he'd ask why n then just give it to you

as if he was gonna say no in the first place 🙄💀💀

he just becomes so much more obsessed w you after you're married

always cuddling or touching u

if you're around your mom's they're always cracking jokes....

especially if you want kids they're all "we're gonna be grandparents soon at this rate lol" (even if u want to adopt or dont wanna birth/can't have kids bc you're amab or infertile or smth)

they just think they're so hilarious 🙄🙄🙄

does he blush bright enough there's steam coming off him? maybe

does he stop? nope!!!

loves you so much, he just needs to be close to you

HAS A PICTURE OF U IN HIS WALLET

omg....

prbly has 2 actually

one is of the two of you bc sometimes he can't believe you're married n he just needs to make sure life is real

n one is of just you in your wedding attire

will talk abt you to anyone who asks or makes a comment

this mf would prbly get a shirt that says "y/n's husband" on the front

even tho it's in small print on the front it's embarrassing.... like pls we get it you're in LOVE

he'd get you both jewelry w your wedding date on it

will hold you up at the door if you try to leave without kissing him

you've always gave him a peck before leaving but now it's WORSE

once he even stopped you in the driveway before you pulled off...

man's ran out of the fucking house in socks and unicorn print sweatpants

you roll down the window "what? what's wrong?!" cove, leaning thru the window and pouting. "kiss."

you look at him in shock n disbelief before you just laugh and kiss him

he taxes you two extra kisses for the trouble, he got his socks wet from running out here!!!

you have to push him off otherwise you're gonna be late to work bc you were too busy making out in your driveway

your single/divorced neighbors hate you

the teens idolize what yall have n their standards got so fucking high after yall moved in

n the old ppl laugh bc they've been there when they married and/or they find it amazing how obsessed cove is w you

if it wasn't such a bad omen or if you didn't disapprove, he'd get your wedding date or your initials tatted on his ankle.

maybe it seems extreme all of this bc I think cove just realizes how amazing you are sometimes n all his love overflows in this way <3333

no matter how old you get he's always gonna run out in the rain, snow, or sunshine n get a kiss if you forget

pfx by the time he's 80 he can't move as fast but he's hustling down the path before you can escape

if you do get away before he can get a kiss though, he is pouting when you come back

[jaimemes]

What could really even justify you doxxing everyone anyways? You seem to have some reason tell yourself it's fine, but... what even is that?

ho boy. okay last night i was going fuckin Thru It but im slightly more mentally stable this morning. i tend to get worse the later in the day it gets. tbh i should start tagging my mentally ill ramblings cuz yall ask these kinda questions a lot (which honestly doesnt really. help my delusions. but yadda yadda audience retention and engagement)

first of all, lemme get this out of the way: im not trying to justify what i do. i know its shitty. i know im shitty. im not gonna pretend im the Good Guy here, im just not quite the Bad Guy either. not everything is black and white.

its not an excuse, its an explanation.

anyways. back to the question. ill put this under the cut because this might get pretty unreality-heavy very quickly. and also i realized halfway thru that this was getting kinda long

look at it from my perspective— be incredibly mentally ill with me for a moment here. you believe yourself to be a part of a narrative. you dont know what kind. you dont know the genre, you dont know the story, you dont know what role you play or the role that your friends play. but you know that you are all part of the narrative in some way.

you know how stories tend to go: the plot is often driven by factors outside of your control— be it by someone else’s hand (ex: the villain burns your village down, there’s a killer at Camp Crystal Lake, two people get in an argument, etc) or by the whims of the universe (ex: a tornado rips through your town, you get diagnosed with a terminal illness, you find a golden ticket in your chocolate bar, etc) but nevertheless the story always starts because of a impending or unexpected change.

keywords impending or unexpected.

the characters dont expect it because they dont have all the information. they arent omniscient or genre-aware. they dont know whats happening with the other characters, they dont know the complexities of one another and how they are a product of their circumstances. they arent looking for literary devices in their own narrative because they dont know they’re in a narrative in the first place.

but you do. you’re a self-aware character. you believe youre in a narrative. and because you’re aware that you’re in a narrative, you are placed in a unique position: you can try to predict the narrative. its like watching a TV show. the characters only have one perspective, but the audience has everyone’s perspective— the complete narrative.

but of course, as part of the narrative, you arent the audience, are you?

but if you watch everyone around you, if you gather as much background information as possible, you can become as close to being a part of the audience as a character can be. you can have all the information necessary to make those predictions. and maybe, just maybe, you can predict the direction the narrative is headed before it happens. you cant be caught off guard if you know everything you need to predict the twists.

(hell, i think im in the midst of finding a twist right now. but i need more time to figure out all the pieces before i make any predictions. plus, a good narrator never outright reveals the twist to the audience before it happens. im the one with the stakes here, not you. but i digress, ive gotten off-topic.)

but there’s a glaring issue in your plan: because you’re a part of the narrative, you can’t exactly change it, can you? sure, you can TRY to stop it, but if you try, is that really you stopping the narrative? or did you just play right into its hands? did you change the story or was the story always written that way? you wouldn’t know: you’re a part of the story, aren’t you?

but the audience isn’t.

and this is where you can stop being mentally ill with me and step out of my shoes again (chances are my shoes are too small for ur feet anyways lmao)

this is where you— yes, you reading this— come in. because you are the audience here. you are MY audience. you’re completely removed of the narrative i believe myself to be trapped in. you’re on the outside looking in.

i believe myself to be in the unique position of being a character that can interact with their audience. and while i may not be able to change the story from the inside, maybe, if i interact with the audience, we can influence it from the outside. i just need to retain the audience enough to generate engagement with the story.

and what better way to generate audience retention than by giving them the information they need to predict the story in a way i as a character probably never could?

dear viewers, do you know what that’s called?

that’s called being a narrator.

but like i said before, a good narrator never outright reveals the twist to the audience before it happens, do they?

and an interesting narrator is an unreliable one.

…

anyways! wow that did not help my mental health. this is gonna be a hell of a day. so much for being mentally stable this morning lmao

but yeah. look. theres a reason i used language like “you believe” and “i believe” and “i may”. im aware that i suffer from delusions and paranoia. im aware that i am horrifically mentally ill. im aware that this all sounds completely inane. im not trying to say that this is the definitive truth of the universe. this is just my belief.

you may not be a part of a narrative. you dont even have to believe IM a part of a narrative.

but i believe myself to be.

[strwberri-milk]

hello! may i request valentine's day with kaeya? 💕💕

bc i dont wanna post this too late im posting it pretty quickly!! i was gonna do more of a fic but ive got a lot of work to do so!! just doing this hc/drabble format helps me mitigate the time it normally would - it's also going to be posted at not my normal time for the same reason !!! this is actually pretty long but!! it is only lightly proofread and will be read over properly later!! there is a Valentines Day Crisis i am going to go resolve but!! i hope yall have a good day <3

Valentine's day is...a little stressful for Kaeya. He's not too sure what he wants to do for you, sure that even if he were to take the planets out of the solar system it still wouldn't be enough to prove to you just how much he loves you. Buying gifts is also hard since he buys you so many little trinkets whenever he spots something that reminds him of you.

Ultimately, he decides to put himself out of his comfort zone, inviting you over for a homecooked meal, complete with a few courses and a handmade dessert. It took him forever to learn how to make it, cramming in cooking lessons between his patrols and spending time with you but it's all worth it to see you smile.

The preparations for this special holiday began well before, Kaeya making sure that not a single thing was out of place. Everything was going to be the epitome of perfection, having everything prepared down to the placement of cutlery on the table.

It wasn't within his nature to be so precisewhen it came to doing anything with you, loving the look on your face as he acted spontaneously, but this was something he did not want to risk.

Kaeya takes a deep breath when he hears your knock on the door, running through his mental checklist one more time before finally letting you into his home. The smile you wear is so bright he doesn't think he needs the lights of the candles to brighten up the room. No, just your presence was enough.

"How are you?" you greet, pulling him in for a kiss that he happily returns.

"I'm doing alright," he replies, clearing his throat to try and eliminate the last minute nerves.

"Much better now that you're here."

"Oh, as if I haven't heard that one before," you roll your eyes, following after him as he leads you to his dining room.

Already, you can see the beginnigs of a lavish meal being put doiwn, about to sit when he interrupts your motions and pulls out the chair for you. You chuckle a little, entertained by this extra chivalrous knight persona he was wearing today.

"How kind of you sir," you joke, making him laugh softly in kind.

"Well, only thebest for the love of my life, don't you think?" he says softly, making your heart flutter a little.

"It is Valentine's after all, and just asking you in a grandiose way wasn't enough for me."

You think back to how he asked you, remembering the giant bouquet he insisted on buying and the lovely little poem he wrote and attached to the flowers.

As you ponder, you feel him press a kiss to your cheek, looking up at him adoringly.

"Have I told you I love you?" you say dreamily, making his hear melt.

"Yes, you have," he replies, sitting you down and helping serve your meal.

You didn't know what else to expect after dinner. The two of you were a little tired from your daily routine anyway, finding the time today to spend together to be enough for you. Maybe another day you can make a grand spectacle of it but not right now.

Instead, you focus your attention on returning his lavish attention and flirting with him, loving the way he averts his gaze when your sweetened words are too much for him to handle. However, he retaliates by upping the ante, both of you caught in some battle of affection. That comes to an end.

"Dessert is served," Kaeya says proudly, brandishing a plate of chocolates he made himself. Your eyes go wide, the intricate looking snowflakes decorated prettily on the plate making you gasp.

"Kaeya! This looks incredible. You made these?"

"All by myself," he huffs, taking one off and bringing it to your lips.

"Here, give it a taste."

You take a bite, happily chewing when you reach a creamy center. He can't look any happier you think, practically vibrating as he watches your reaction.

"Well? What do you think? Good?"

"It's amazing! I can't believe you did all this!"

"Anything for my beloved," he replies, taking a piece for himself.

You suddenly remember that your chocolates are definitely not up to par, simply a package you bought. That's not to say they weren't nice - they just paled in comparison severely when it came to your boyfriend's efforts.

"Well? What about mine?"

He pulls you into his chest by your waist, looking at you expectantly.

"You were carrying a bag when you came in here and I can only assume it's filled with sweets for me."

"Well...yes," you say hesitantly, pushing against his chest slightly.

"Then? Won't you give it to me?"

"I could, but they're not as good as yours," you mutter, fiddling with your hands.

"And?" he asks again.

"You still want them?" you say, surprised. "They're not that great Kaeya."

"They come from you, so as far as I'm concerned they're amazing. Is that not good enough for you?" he pouts again, making you sigh and get the package.

He was right. He didn't really care where they were from as long as they came from you. Honestly, you probably could have given him a rock and he would have reacted just as happily, hugging you tightly and telling you how this was the best day ever.

You couldn't help but laugh at his antics, hugging him close as you planned how to make it up to him next year.

[mrsaguapapi]

Ch 1

Chapter 2

Strange Discoveries

The Vibe: 

Exploration

I Step through the portal and enter the city streets of Merida. This city is beautiful; lively colors cover the unique buildings, and the busy people quite literally fill the city with laughter and joy. The air is fresh and warm; everything here is just full of life.

Slowly looking around, I whisper happily to myself "The energy here is immaculate."

I find my way to a farmers market and find the first street food I could see. I ended up getting, Salbutes, a local dish. It's a fried tortilla topped with shredded turkey, cabbage, pickled red onion, avocado, and pickled jalapeños. I ate 3 in a matter of minutes. Before I could get more, I hear a hushed whisper in my ear.

"Come to me, In ch'ujuk paal (my sweet child)"

The voice this time was clearly female; she spoke firmly but gentle. I whisper "Hey lady, I'm getting pretty sick of the whispering."

I'm gonna take a wild guess and say the beach in my dream is real and here somewhere. I find a bench to sit at and grab a map of the Yucatán Peninsula from my bag.

A little locator spell should do the trick.

I grab some dirt from the ground and place it on the map; holding my hand over it I close my eyes and focused on my intent. I pictured the beach from my dream and take a deep breath to begin the spell,

"Earthly spirits I ask your charity, lend me your focus and your undying clarity. Lead me to the one I cannot find, restore that and my peace of mind. I pray for it to be found, bring me where my soul is bound"

I feel a gust of wind pass my hand and I open my eyes. The map was evenly covered by dirt except for a small patch of land up north on the coast of the Gulf of Mexico.

"Gotch ya" I laugh to myself.

Quickly, I find a secluded alleyway and open up a portal to that location. As soon as it opened I was immediately hit with the same sweet and fresh ocean air. I step through and close the portal immediately behind me. Looking around I find myself in the middle of the forest; I close my eyes and center myself once again, focusing on the sounds of the waves hitting the shore. The sound is not too far from me so I begin to walk toward it. As I make my advance to the beach I receive a call from an old friend and answer it.

"With whom am I speaking with today; Marc, Jake, or Steven?"

"Millie!" He says so cheerfully

"Steven! You handsome little cinnamon roll, how are you love?"

"Oh you know how it is, tired; feeling a little annoyed due to our cramped quarters. Jake and Marc have been fighting for days at this point and I haven't had a lick of sleep, but I digress. I was wondering if, you know.." He clears his throat, "wanted to pop by and cheer the three of us up."

Okay, I see you, Steven.

"Oh my word," I gasp, "Steven Grant are you booty calling me? I am not that kind of girl." I Tease.

A new deep and lower voice speaks up this time, "You are very much that kind of gal, mi conejito de choclate."

I roll my eyes, "Jake call me a damn chocolate bunny again and I swear I will beat your ass up and down the streets of London"

"He'll never admit to it, but I'm like 95% sure he'd be into that." From the softer more serious tone I can tell this is Marc, "How are you, Mills?"

"Hey, Marc." I smile to myself, "Oh I'm great, on a little personal mission in Yucatan; same old, same old."

"Yucatan? Personal? You finally find something about your past?"

"Nah had a weird dream, started hearing voices who were telling me to come to them. You know, just a normal day, in my not-so-normal life"

"Well, I can relate to the voices part; not sure if it's the smart move to follow them. You'll call us if you need us right?"

"Of course" I answer truthfully

He pauses, ".. So umm.."

"SOOoo Umm..." I mockingly say in return "I'll meet yall tomorrow, 8 pm your time. I take yall out for some drinks and dancing, you take me home and have your way with me? How does that sound?"

He chuckles, "It's a date"

I walk through the last of the forest and end up on the beach. "Alrighty toots, I gotta go. Kiss the boys for me."

I swear I hear him roll his eyes, "Be safe, see ya soon" he hangs up.

I take a long look around.

The same beach.

The Vibe:

Camille - Waves

I make my way to the mysterious entrance, eventually reaching it after a few minutes. I, once again, crouch down to my hands and knees and look at the underwater cave. I notice that same light coming from further in.

sighhhh, I guess I am Jacques Gusteau.

Standing up I call Peter and hold the phone with my shoulder and ear as I begin to undress to my 2 piece.

"Hey, Millie!" He practically shouts, "What up, everything okay?" I hear a bunch of noise in the background.

"I'm fine just updating you real quick; is this a bad time you sound like you're in the middle of something"

"No it's not a bad tim- HEY YOU PUT THAT CAR DOWN!" I hear a very loud crash in the background, "REALLY DUDE, I MEANT GENTLY. Okay, so I may be a little bit busy, give the TLDR."

"Still Hearing Voices, Found the entrance, I'm about to go in"

"Wait, right now? Alone!? You should wait til I'm done and send a portal to me, so I can help you." He pleads

"Peter no, I can handle it. Besides, looks like this will be a long swim and you are shit at holding your breath"

"I don't know Mills, I don't like this one bit. Everything about this seems sketchy"

"I'll be fine I promise. This shouldn't be long at all; I'll be home just in time to cook you some dinner."

"But Millie-"

"What's that Pete? crsssh crsssh You're breaking up I can't hear yo-" I abruptly hang up the phone.

He is going to kill me. Oops, oh well, hehe.

I fold my clothes, tie my sneakers together, and triple-bag my belongings in zip-lock bags. I put my protected items inside my sling bag and tightened it on myself. Suddenly I felt someone in my presence I quickly turn around in a defensive stance and scan the area. I see no one.

"If someone is out there, I suggest you come out now. I don't take kindly to being watched"

No response.

I repeat myself this time in this country's native language, Yucatec Maya, "Wa máax yaan te'elo' náachil, a sugiero u jóok'ol bejla'e'. Ma' teen kin machik yéetel amabilidad in vigilen."

Silence follows. Before I could inspect further I hear the voice again,

"Millaenyia, Daughter of Ororo, walker of clouds. Come to me." It was the same woman's voice, This time was different though. The energy in the air was so heavy I couldn't move.

I yell back "HEY! WHAT ARE YOU, WHO ARE YOU, AND WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"

Daughter of Ororo, walker of clouds. Did she just tell me the name of my mother???

"Fuck this" I turn around and position myself accordingly and dive deep into the water. I float for a bit in the water so my body can adjust to the cold. Fortunately, I can hold my breath for days at a time, kinda like a whale; and the intense amount of water pressure doesn't affect me.

I only know this because Tony took me to the North Atlantic once to Swim with the Giant Squids; he was helping test my strengths to see how long I can endure certain conditions. We were out there for a week; one of the few things I enjoyed during the blip.

After getting acclimated to the water I head towards the glowing light. As I get closer to the light source I look up and notice an opening in the water. Swimming upwards I find myself in an air pocket of the cave. I look around and see that this part of the cave system is huge; the mysterious light I was following came from the 1000s of glow worms hanging from the top of the cave. I get out of the water to observe my surroundings further.

I give my long silver box braids a really good squeeze to get the excess water out and begin to walk around there's not much to see until I turn a corner and find some kind of shelter in the center of the cave. Advancing closer to the structure I make my way to the opening and slowly enter. The outside was tattered, rundown, and dingy. But the inside, the walls, in particular, were covered in vibrant paintings and stone carvings. There was colorful drapery everywhere and in the center of the room, there were 2 chairs and a table with a few items on it.

"Did- Did I just discover a Temple?" Moving closer to the paintings I recognize the art style. "16th Century Mayan."

No way this is authentic, the color would have faded by now.

I go to the table and see that there is a quill and an assortment of ink on it as well as a beaded bracelet.

"All mesoamerican artifacts, all 16th century, and in great condition." I reach for my bag to retrieve my phone. Just as I was about to take pictures I stopped myself.

"This feels wrong. If I report this place, its beauty will undoubtedly be destroyed" I whisper to myself.

While putting my phone away I take out my shirt and wrap my hands in it. This is so I can pick up the bracelet without damaging it from the oils in my hand.

It's so beaut-

"Beautiful isn't it?" It was a man with a mild accent; he had a calming but, assertive voice.

I was shaken to my core. Gently I put the bracelet down. Never, have I been so caught off guard like this.

NEVER.

Natasha is probably rolling in her grave.

Standing there was a man; he had short silky black hair and some facial hair as well as ears that are pointed. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of tight-fitted green shorts. His neck and various parts of his body were covered in royal jewelry and his golden brown skin was glistening as if he had just got out of the water. I look down and notice he has a set of wings on both of his ankles.

Honestly, not the weirdest thing I've seen.

Like the bad bitch I am, I refuse to let my possible adversary, know of my anxiety. So I turn around and play it cool.

"You should be proud, not many people can sneak up on me"

He chuckles, "No, You should be proud, not many people can make it here without drowning. I believe you're the 5th person to discover this cave but the 1st to make it to my temple"

"And what happened to the other 4?"

Smiling he says, "Fish Food"

"Hm. Funny." I say blankly

We pause for a long time, just staring at each other. He was sizing me up just as I was him. His gaze shifted from my eyes only once, stealing a glance at my chest. I forgot I was in a wet 2 piece with my long braids clinging to my neck and breasts, not to mention the giant lighting scar I have on my body. Suddenly I feel exposed.

I do a short whistle to pull back his focus.

"Eyes up here friend"

He swiftly met my gaze, it felt like he was trying to read me.

"So if the other 4 are fish food," I pause and take a step forward "Then how did I manage to get here without issue?"

"It's simple, I let you in"

"Why? Are you the one who sent the voices?"

He looked confused like he had no idea what I was talking about.

"I had a dream of me finding this place. I started hearing voices calling me to come here; It was a woman. I think she may know something about my mother, Ororo?"

"The walker of clouds? My people used to tell stories about her, The woman who could control the weather. My mother said that once she had a broken heart and wept for days; This caused a week-long thunderstorm." He looks me up and down a bit, "You look like what they described. Hair like our sands, and beautiful skin the color of cacao"

Interesting. Weather control isn't something that I've tried before, I'll be sure to test that later. Wait, Did he say beautiful?

"You still haven't told me why you let me in"

"Well I saw you from the water on the beach"

So I was being watched

"I wanted to see what you came here for, you walked here with determination on your face; like you knew something. I planned to observe and kill you, but my curiosity got the best of me." He moves forward and takes a seat at the table and gestures for me to join him, "So tell me, why did you decide not to photograph my temple?"

Accepting his offer I take the seat across from him. "I work at a museum and I take care of what's left of temples like yours. Morally my place of work is awful; most of the historic pieces we have, are stolen from war-torn or minority countries. I work there because at least I know I'm doing my best to understand and educate myself on that culture and properly take care of its history. History is meant to be nurtured and preserved; if I told anyone about this place it would be ruined." I look around again and smile, "this place is truly beautiful" looking back at him I ask, "So this is your temple; forgive me for asking but who are you?"

"My people call me K'uk'ulkan, but my enemies call me Namor."

"K'uk'ulkan? The feathered serpent god. Interesting... So where do I Iand, a friend or a foe?"

"I haven't decided yet. What do I call you?"

"Milleanyia but my friends call me Millie or Mills. You can call me Dr. Parker"

He laughs pretty loudly, "Okay Dr. Tell me, is your mother truly Ororo?"

Sighing I sit back in my seat," I haven't the slightest clue."

"You don't know your mother?"

"I don't know anything"

"Elaborate"

"9 years ago I was buried at the bottom of a lake, not dead just comatose I guess. I was found after a major lighting storm. Hence this lovely scar." I point at my large scar."

"Buried underwater & struck by lightning, yet you are still alive. Juntuul bruja? (a Witch)"

"Essentially yea."

"Hm, You are a very strange girl. How old are you?"

"Oof I hypothesis at least 350"

We sit in silence for a while, just staring at each other.

"How old are you?" I ask

"453"

Without skipping a beat I say, "You look Great by the way"

He smiles and shakes his head. I swear there is a tension here and it's fucking me up and I'm getting kinda anxious and antsy because of it.

Standing up I begin to speak "Well I'm gonna go. I've got places to be, and mouths to feed. I will tell no one of this place your secret is safe with me."

I suddenly feel 4 other people's energy outside the building.

I knew it wouldn't be easy, it never is.

"I take it, you'd like me to call you Namor then"

"Nothing Personal Ki'ichpan (beautiful girl), my priority is to protect my people at all costs. I don't have the luxury of trusting strangers, no matter how charming you are. For all I know, the Wakandans sent you to get more information on me."

Did I just get profiled?

Before I could respond I felt something coming for my back at full speed. I turn and quickly one hand catch it, it's a spear.

That's weird, this feels like vibranium.

I stare daggers at Namor before I take the spear and exit the building. Outside Were 4 people dressed in traditional tribal gear and headpieces. Their skin is blue and they all have strange face masks, with water inside. After looking a little more closely I notice they have gills, so I'm assuming those masks help them breathe on land.

I step forward a little more closely, drop the spear and raise my hands "Ma' talk in ba'ate'el ta wéetel. (I don't want to fight you)" They do nothing but laugh in my face and raise their spears.

Shit.

[nillachoco]

more than this — p.gw smau

06. so what? (+written 1.5k)

gunwook stared at your last massage, not sure how to react. All along he was sure you hated him, from when he accidentally spilled his chocolate milk on your brand new shirt on your first encounter, till this very moment, as he waits for you to arrive.

it's no big deal for the two of you to have casual study sessions, both of you needing someone with the same level to work with, times to times both ricky and jungwon joining you guys, but they're the only ones knowing about these so "secret" sessions.

most of these hang out, just being gunwook helping you with biology. Although you knew you'd never beat him on the said subject, the least you can do is being second place.

"stop spacing out", your voice bring him back to reality as he watches you set your things down on the table, ready to start the so awful project your biology teacher gave you.

"took you long enough," you rolled your eyes at his statement, "I stopped by the convenience store to buy us some snacks and drinks but I guess you don't want your chocolate milk-" as you were about to put the drink back on your bag, the boy besides you snatched it from you, pouting at you before smiling down at the sight of his favourite drink.

"do you like chocolate that much? aish, you're like a small child" you kept talking as you opened your laptop, "says the one that bought so many snacks, are you even gonna eat them all?!"

you slapped his hand away when you saw him taking the homerun balls from your bag "I was gonna give it to you, but you're being a jerk, so no homerun balls for you"

"you literally started!! you called me a small child!! I'm literally taller than you!!" he started complaining out loud receiving many glares and side eyes from the other students and the librarian.

you both quickly bowed and gave them some silent apologizes, "let's just get started" you said giving him his favourite snack.

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masterlist

a/n: HAPPY GYUVIN DAYYY!! also putting this story on hiatus sorry yall ://

taglist: open - @jiaant11 @avocarua

[bitchyfoxymama]

Part 2: Drops of Jupiter

Warnings: Angst, no one is gonna be happy, lovers to strangers,

A/n: yall I got carried away with this one hahah the words just poured out of me with this I might make this a series because even I have no idea where it's gonna go! Hehehe but I know for sure there's no happy ending for our dear reader and Bucky or will there be??

*****

It's been 5 years since I'd seen Bucky, as well as seen any of the Avengers. The morning after you'd told him you needed to end it, you resigned from the Avenger effective immediately. 

Two weeks after my departure my period was late, pregnant was what both the blood test and pregnancy tests had said. Bucky was the father of my daughter Violet, however he would never know, none of them would. 

After I left I went off the grid, giving birth to my child in my cabin with a doula. She grew up to be the spitting image of Bucky, his hair, smile, laugh, and of course his beautiful cerulean blue eyes. Sure it hurt that he would never know of her existence but this was for the best, or so I thought until i ran into him at a farmers market in Buffalo, New York.

******

It was Sunday, Violet and I always head to the farmers market for the week's groceries. Today was special however since it was also her birthday. 

"Ooo mommy can I get some hot chocolate from Mr. Drysdale!" Violet asks while giving me her big puppy dog eyes, how could you say no to her. 

I kneel down infront of her, fixing her winter jacket and pulling her beanie over her reddened ears, "of course sweet girl, just the hot chocolate because we have other yummy treats waiting at home for us!" I say cheerily as I stand once more and let her walk to the stand. 

I watch as she bumps into a tall man with familiar colored hair. She looks up at him and gives him a toothy apology and continues on her way. 

The stranger however wasn't much of a stranger once we locked eyes, his widening in realization while mine held fear and heartbreak. I swallow thickly as he walks up to me with a small smile adoring his face. 

"She yours?" He asks standing shoulder to shoulder with me. I want to answer him but before I can he asks another question. 

"She's mine isn't she?" I can hear the pain in his voice this time, I turn to look at him and his handsome face wears a sad smile.

"Yes," I can feel the tears well in my eyes.

"Dot left me not to long after you disappeared," he coughs, from the cold or the awkwardness, I can't quite deuce, "said she knew the whole time about the affair, could see it in my eyes that I was pulling away" he breathes, the confession making his shoulders relax.

"She's happier now, she's in a relationship with some guy named Sebastian, he treats her right." 

"Is that right?" I hum out. Before he is able to speak once more, Violet comes running back with her hot chocolate. 

"Mommy! Mr. Drysdale gave it to me for free because it's my birthday!" She says smiling and lifting up the cup so I can have a sip as well. 

"Sorry for bumping into you earlier mister! My name is Violet! Are you a friend of my mommys?" she says smiling up at Bucky, unknown to her, her father. 

He crouched down to her height, the sight ignites a fire in my heart. No, I can't think like this. We can't have this. 

"Well miss Violet, hot chocolate is worth being bumped into, and yeah your mommy and I used to be friends" he smiles sadly at her, looking up at me at the end of the statement. 

The realization that this conversation may go in a way that it can't. 

"Well it was a pleasure to run into you Mr. Barnes, I hope you have a good rest of your morning but we have a birthday celebration to get ready for at home" I smile at him and pick Violet up, with groceries in hand I rush us back to the car. 

"Wait-" I don't let him finish as I continue to ignore him, just as Violet waves at him drinking her hot chocolate. 

****

Later that night when I am alone in my living room, after Violet has long gone to bed, I think back to my nights with Bucky, they haunt me, even though out came violet from them. What I-what we did, how I was illicit in an affair that ruined a marriage; something I promised my younger self I'd never do seeing how an affair had affected my parents own marriage. 

I let the tears fall freely as you pick up the phone and dial the only Avenger you remained in contact with the last 5 years.

Wanda picks up on the third ring, she had been my rock since I learned of Violet's existence. 

"Hey, what's wrong? You only call me this late when something is wrong," the worry is evident in her voice.

"I ran into him today at the farmers market" the tears flowing down, making my voice waver, "he met Violet, he knows she's his daughter. God's Wanda I thought after I left, we'd never see each other again, that he'd move on and be happy with his wife again" 

I chug the rest of my glass pouring myself another hefty one. 

"He was a wreck once you left, he lived in the training room, and lost focus on a mission or two. He really loves you, and it's honestly good that he knows Violet is his, however, what was he doing in Buffalo anyway? There's plenty of farmers markets here in the city" 

"I- I honestly don't know, no one knows I'm here only you, what's he doing stalking his ex mistress anyway? Its-" 

"Mommy?" A sleepy Violet is standing in the hallway rubbing sleep from her eyes.

"I'll talk to you more about this in the morning Wanda, Vi just woke up, probably a nightmare, sleep well, bye" 

Vi walks up to the couch and climbs up nestling herself in my lap. 

"Mommy? Why are you crying?" She asks as she places her little hands on my cheeks, rubbing away the dampness. 

"Oh sweetheart mommy is just crying because she can't believe you're becoming a big girl now!" I say snuggling her, while picking her up with one hand and the wine glass in the other, dumping the wine in the sink I carry Violet back to my bedroom. 

"Come on sweetheart, we have a big day tomorrow, uncle Stephan is coming over," I say while tucking her into the bed, "sleep well and don't let the bed bugs bite" kissing her forehead I slip into the covers along side her. 

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Valentines Day Matsuno Sextuplets X GN!Reader

you guys were nice to me so i made this for u <3 thank u for all the kind comments iluguys!! plspls remember if yall want me to make stuff open ur mouths and praise me thank u!!!!! also its still february, it still only technically counts as late but not irrelevant yet!!!

OSOMATSU

Osomatsu isn’t gonna even pretend for a second that he’s not bitter and envious while walking through the streets. He’s kicking rocks, spitting just cause, glaring at any happy couple who dares looks in his line of sight. Where the hell are you? What’s the point of dating somebody if Osomatsu doesn’t get his fill and more on romantic holidays?

So he went to all of your usual hang out spots, your job, your house, your grandma’s, the grocery store, the laundry mat, the bank, the post office? Well, some of them aren’t your hang out spots but more like where a regular functional adult might need to go during a weekday…but you weren’t there at any of them! And you didn’t even call Osomatsu over to come play! What’s he supposed to do other than walk around stomping litter and making his hurt feelings everyone else’s issue?

Where’s Iyami? Where’s his brothers? Surely Osomatsu can rally a couple of them to beat the shit outta Iyami just for fun! Iyami probably did something to deserve it?

Osomachuu wants some chocolates! Please! Any! He lets out a giant whine so the universe hears, “Where’s my chocolate?!” Right in the middle of his anguished cries something hits him right on the back of the head with enough force to damn near crack his skull. What the fuck?! Osomatsu takes a pretty comical spill right onto the pavement and eats shit in front of a group of teenage girls discussing who they’re giving their candies to.

Immediately the sound of your laughter fills the air which causes Osomatsu to burst into his own smile when he sees what actually assaulted him. It’s a box of chocolates that has a clear markdown price on it that says it’s on clearance. Its base price was only 200 yen to begin with and on the package there’s a sticky note that says, “Made ya look! <3” and when Osomatsu turns around you’re pointing and laughing in his face.

You mock him for a few more seconds before running over and kissing him once on the lips. After that you raise your hand up to hit Osomatsu. He should’ve known not to go out with someone the same level of childish as him because when Osomatsu jumps you gleefully shout, “And two for flinching!” before smacking him on the back of the head twice.

After that you run away shouting about Osomatsu catching you if he can which leaves him dumbfound. “Sheesh…” Osomatsu smiles fondly in the direction you ran off in while turning the box over in his hands. On the opposite side there’s a limerick:

Oso’s are red

Karas are blue

visit my house

and you’ll cum too!

With a series of little dicks peppering it like they’re hearts. Osomatsu’s never felt so fucking in love when he mutters, “What the hell? We’re not kids anymore…” He’s definitely not going to let you get away with this, especially because you’re calling him “Slowpoke Osomatsu!” from half a block over. When Osomatsu gets to his feet he runs after you as fast as he can shouting some pretty juvenile swears. “That hurts! I’ll kill you!!” The second Osomatsu has you cornered you start making fun of him again.

“Oooh, you caught me! What now?” Osomatsu thinks about it before answering.

“I’m gonna rob you.” Your smile faulters just a second. “For my money?” Osomatsu shakes his head, “Give me the good stuff you have in your backpack.” It only takes a second before you shove him away, “Not until you answer my riddles three!” Osomatsu rolls his eyes.

“I said I’m mugging you, gimme!” With that he starts fighting for your backpack which ends up with Osomatsu getting his ass beat in an impromptu wrestling match as you scream about your riddles. Eventually a police officer shoos you both off with the threats of satiations and triumphantly Osomatsu steals the backpack full of chocolates and baked goods. “I let you win by the way!” You announce holding onto Osomatsu’s hand. “I was just tired and the sun was in my eyes.”

“You’re the biggest fucking kid I know and I know some goofballs.” Osomatsu shoves a brownie into your mouth when you try to argue your way out of it. “I thought I was childish but you take the cake. Happy Valentines I guess.”

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KARAMATSU

You pick up Karamatsu after the sun sets because you know ambiance is important for him; you decked out your car in all of the little things that you know would set the mood for your insanely romantic boyfriend. It’s taken over three weeks to obtain and arrange everything to make tonight oh so special for Karamatsu because you know an equal exchange is important. The last time Karamatsu felt unappreciated you woke up to him hammering nails into the floor. You won’t slip up again.

“Wowowow!!” Karamatsu gasps as he climbs into the passenger’s side and he gingerly touches one of the fairylights you strategically placed. You’ve got that musician he’s obsessed with playing softly, you’ve got your pair of sunglasses on even though God knows that’s a terrible idea. His silly little face is placed directly over your heart and fuck you’re cold in this tank top but you know Karamatsu’s love language is conceited and sweet so you’re getting points. “You did all this for me?” Karamatsu sounds earnest in his affections, “Of course! I even have a gift for you in the back.” That’s all you have to say before Karamatsu dives behind the seat and grabs the navy-blue gift bag. You know Christmas was only a few months ago and you kinda dropped the ball on last year’s gifts so you wanted to make sure at least Valentine’s day was special.

You hand sown a mini Karamatsu plushie and you can hear him gasping about the stitching. You fucking pricked the shit outta your fingers for months trying to get that embroidered rose just right on mini Kara’s back. “It looks amazing!” Karamatsu gushes before digging more into the bag, “There’s more?!”

“Of course there is! I am your ever faithful Karamatsu servant, so you know I had to return the favor and spoil my mans.” You’re so happy that Karamatsu instantly examines the blue carbon pocket watch and just watching his fingers gently trail across the inscription is so much. “This is too much! Please my honey, tell me there isn’t more in this bag.” Karamatsu eventually pulls the gift bag onto his lap and starts almost screaming in delight with each present removed.

You got his favorite brand of cologne, a new set of sunglasses, a custom shot tumbler with his face printed on it, and finally the thing you wanted him to see the most! “You didn’t?! Seriously – you didn’t!” Karamatsu very solemnly sounds so giddy but he’s holding up the Tenjin Works peacoat. “What?!” You’re thankful you didn’t pull off yet because Karamatsu’s hands tremble as he triple checks the tags.

“What?!” That’s all you get before you’re absolutely covered in kisses! Karamatsu tries his very best to say more than “I love you, I love you, I love you!” but he’s blubbering so loudly it muddles together while he shakes your shoulders. After a few minutes of happy sobbing and wiping his eyes Karamatsu tries his very best to save face, “I’m better now. Thank you, after today you are no longer my Karamatsu fan! I have seen the light and I underestimated your power, after this night I am your eternal beau! I live and breathe for you, there is no way to return this debt other than my life long servitude! I will worship you until my dying breath!” You nod along and buckle Karamatsu into his seat. “Sounds good, let’s go then!” When you drive Karamatsu to your house he’s even more shocked when you usher him into the candle lit room, “You shouldn’t leave these unattended!” Which is something so unlike him to say but you don’t mind it.

“Sit over there.” You point to the couch and go to the kitchen. When you return Karamatsu’s eyes are lit up like he’s a kid on Christmas before he bursts into tears again because he sees you have a platter of chocolate covered fruits. “Please my dearest, my heart cannot take any more joy! Allow me a moment to recuperate before I explode!” You feel like a bully but no, Karamatsu doesn’t get a moment to recuperate.

You walk over with a chocolate covered strawberry in hand, “I thought it was my turn to spoil you though, Karamatsu? Am I not doing a good job?” The second Karamatsu opens his mouth to protest you pop the strawberry in. “Happy Valentines.”

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My #1 post of 2022

girl its not the "puritans/anti porn/think of the children" sanitizing the internet. its the advertizers who dont want to pay for ads on porn sites. its the board chairmen, its the shareholders, its the people who have money and capital and its the hands that money exchanges through. its capitalism.

its NOT the person with PTSD saying "hey stop fucking posting sexual violence where i can see it and spiral into flashbacks for several hours and have serious breakdowns with its effects that last for weeks" but yall are stupid. Like incredibly stupid. Like impressively stupid and you've learnt through confirmation bias that your idiotic arguments are sound.

They're not.

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[purecantarella]

✨purecantarella's kinktober✨

—was this planned? no, nothing i ever do is planned HAHAHAH but this is a rough concept of what i have planned this month. i will do my best to follow it but they won't be as in depth as the smut i usually write but i will try!! this will be my first time participating in kinktober actually and i am starting late :"")

day 2 : Praise Kink w/ Im Nayeon — your girlfriend and you are having a nice night in after their promotions for their song when you figure out one of her secrets.

day 3 : Mutual Masterbation w/ Shin Yuna — college!yuna doesn't want to admit it, but she needs help with certain things and as irritating as she finds you, you have all the answers.

day 4 : Restraints w/ Kim Jennie — your girlfriend has a bad habit of leaving all sorts of marks on you before a big comeback and you've found a solution to you problem.

day 5 : Breath Play w/ Park Jihyo — jihyo's vocals are amazing on their own, but you can't help but nitpick at certain things about it...like her breathing techniques.

day 6 : Wet Dreams w/ Miyou Mina — mina's been repressing just how attractive she thinks her member's girlfriend is. just might manifest it's way in more ways than one

day 7 : Threesome w/ Moon Byuli and Ahn Hwasa — a horny hwasa and competitive moonbyul raise you a wager.

day 8 : Phone Sex w/ Hwang Yeji — a secret relationship in the midst of heavy and demanding promotions can really make someone miss their incredibly attractive and sexy girlfriend.

day 9 : Break — i needed some time to recuperate yall

day 10 : Food Play w/ Hirai Momo — an indoor picnic for your 3rd year anniversary sounded lovely, strawberries, cream, chocolate, and most of all, Momo

day 11 : Corruption w/ Kim Dahyun —Dahyun never learned too much about sex nor did she want to...not until she met you of course.

day 12 : Marking w/ Minatozaki Sana — you loathed how much people looked at your girlfriend, but you'd never known what Minatozaki Sana looked like jealous.

day 13 : First Time || Love Making w/ Choi Lia — summer romance with Lia turns serious and you want to make sure that she remembers you forever with a romantic night under the stars.

day 14 : Office Quickies w/ Kim Jisoo — her employees are working her last nerve, then you show up giving her the chance to blow off some steam.

day 15 : Breeding w/ Park Rosé — rosé often talked about having kids with you, but you just supposed she didn't know what the idea did to you.

day 16 : Ab Riding w/ Kang Seulgi — seulgi preparing and performing for her latest comeback with the girls has left you in a rut, but backstage with those chiseled abs exposed? you're only human.

day 17 : Public Sex w/ Son Seungwan — wendy was always the type to lose control when you two were intimate, so you want to see just how far she can control herself

Day 18 : Break pt 2 — i'm prolly gonna be drained from this and midterms, so im gonna need this vv badly (prolly will post shit today anyway tho so this is kinda a wildcard)

Day 19 : Impact Play w/ Bae Irene — your perfect little girlfriend just needed to be knocked off her high horse for being a spoiled

Day 20 : Role Play w/ Lisa Manoban — lisa wants to show you her new routine but she wants to add a little spice to it.

Day 21 : Size Kink w/ Son Chaeyoung — teasing goes a little too far and you remind Chaeyoung just who you are.

Day 22 : Humiliation w/ Chou Tzuyu

Day 23 : Thigh Riding w/ Shin Ryujin

Day 24 : Temperature Play w/ Lee Chaeryeong

Day 25 : Body Worship w/ Yoo Jeongyeon

Day 26 : Edging w/ Kim Solar

Day 27 : Dirty Talk w/ Moon Byuli

Day 28 : Shower Sex w/ Park Jihyo

Day 29 : Strip Tease w/ Kim Jennie

Day 30 : Brat Taming w/ Shin Yuna

Day 31 : Daddy Kink w/ Shin Ryujin

—i got shy writing this list since i am sharing a room with my brother's girlfriend 😭 also this is an incomplete list but i hope you're all excited!! i will see you lovelies tomorrow!! keep safe everyone!! - r

[bemylord]

ꜱ/ᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ

characters: satoru, itadori, megumi, toji, nanamin, sukuna.

warnings: it's not an angst, but it has triggers because they screamed at you :( [toji and sukuna parts bc yall know those man] + grammar issues. [aged up?]

butler's remark: it was hard to write yuuji, megumi and gojou parts bc they are good and sweet boys and i practically cry. i also had decided to do as a hdc not in the fake text. i did a reader with a strong character.

apologies part.

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ:

pls no. i can't even imagine that yuuji would scream to you or say you're bothering him.

but, okay, that's why you're reading this.

you just wanted a piece, a little bit, some, of yuuji's attention while he was training.

you came to him from behind, wrapping hands around his neck.

you were happy to finally see and hug your boyfriend, planning to spend an evening watching some tv-shows.

suddenly, yuuji turned to you, and instead of the usual: 'sweetie, i'm so happy to see you let's watch the tv or eat ramen!'

he answered: 'i'm busy, y/n, let's talk later.'

being busy by doing something is totally normal.

but he could at least said you not cold as that. he turned around his body, continuing to do the same thing.

'but i missed you, yuuujiii~' you stretched out [?] his name in a smile, clinging to his shoulders again.

'can you not being clingy y/n, i'm trying to train. give me some space, you're starting to annoy me!'

you were standing there with doe eyes - he had never screamed at you.

'yeah? whatever, itadori. i'm gonna cuddle with megumi-kun, good training.'

you left the room with tears in the corner of your eyes. you'll give the space that yuuji had mentioned - you won't be talking with him for some days or weeks, therefore he'll know he should watch his mouth. [to follow what he says]

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ:

he came back to the dorm late after training with satoru.

you, being the lovely girlfriend ever, wanted to help megumi: you filled the bathtub with water, made delicious dinner, and find a good movie to watch after bath. maybe, it isn't a romantic thing, but it'll help him to release the tension in the muscle.

'megumi, you finally here!' you had green your boyfriend with a warm hug, as you always do, cupped his face to kiss him.

you were about to give a kiss, when 'gumi intercepted your hands, looking at you tiredly.

'how was the train? you must be tired, that's why i made for you bath and dinner.'

you walked into the living room as you heard him muttering.

'you always being so annoying and so mommy [i mean, hyper custody], i am not a child, y/n, i can help myself.'

'gomen-gomen, megumi, i just wanted to help you relax.'

'stop being like that! that's annoying, i'll take a bath alone, without you.'

you saw bruises and abrasions on his face - he must be angry about that. you have known how megumi hates to be beaten gojou or todou.

you decided not to answer, only waiting till his fury will calm down and he will apologize.

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

i want to confess right away - i'm already afraid of him.

toji should be about to return home from a mission any minute now.

you had baked apple pie and made dinner, anticipating for your husband to arrive.

you only overheard heavy footsteps in the living room, immediately run to see him.

'my love, you back home.' you were about to kiss him, when he turned his head, pronouncing:

'don't touch me.'

his obnoxious nature. over the years of living with him you have taught him to be more gentle with you.

'use better words, toji.'

'i will talk to you as i want, woman. the fact you are my wife doesn't mean i'll be docile.'

'don't talk to me like that, i'm yo-'

'shut up, you're just a wife who comes when i need her. don't exalt yourself. don't be clingy.'

notwithstanding your strong character, tears start to roll down on cheeks.

'i have no intention of being your servant, toji. find another 'wife', i'm leaving.'

ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ:

as you know, gojou satoru is a playful guy, who wants to tease you like 24/7.

you never thought that gojou would scream at you due to you being clingy. it happened, tho.

you are basically just like him, naughty and agile, waiting for him after work so you could take gojou in your arms and kiss him.

when you heard as the door opened, you ran to hug him. however, when you were anticipating to him to do the same, he uttered: 'let go of me.'

you thought he wanted to hug you first, so you've wrapped your arms around your neck tighter.

'did i not make myself clear? get off me. you being so clingy and intrusive.'

'i missed you, 'toru.'

'we see each other every single day, let me spend a few days alone, don't act like a child, stop being sticky'

when you heard the last word, you get off your boyfriend, watching as he slowly walking into the living room, not look at you.

'a few days alone? fine, gojo, whatever. all you want, i'm leaving.'

you grabbed your phone, leaving the house.

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

you had mentioned that you might be clingy or sticky, demanding a lot of attention, when you on the period.

he agreed, laughed at your words. 'i always be with you anywhen, angel.'

as silly as it may sound, you wrapped your arms on a pillow, which was smelling like him, imagining it was kento.

you heard as a door opened, cheerfully coming down to greet your boyfriend.

'welcome home, darling, i was waiting for you to have some.. cuddles!' you straighten arms on him, expecting kento hugs you.

'it seems as you need me only for that, y/n.'

'no, darling, of course not. how was your day? tell me while we're gonna have a bath.'

'that's what i'm talking about. can it be only one day when you stop being sticky like that? i'm tired from work i want to be alone.'

you were speechless. you mumbled something illegible, step backward.

'y-yeah, s-sure..'

you walk in the bathroom, hiding your tears from him. as soon as you found yourself in the room, you sob.

'he just tired. i-i won't cry.'

you let your boyfriend spend an evening on his own, trying not to cry.

ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ:

disclaimer: the king was really mad today, exactly today when you wanted to cuddle him.

you came to his domain, happy and shine like the sun - you've moved up in the ranks, isn't that a success?

you baked muffins, the kind that the king likes - with chocolate, and garnished with nuts on top. [it's only my opinion]

so, when you stood in front of a pile of skulls, sukuna unexpectedly said: 'you should leave. now.'

'huh?' you turned your head on the left, in a curious gesture, waiting for him to explain.

you did a step forward, thought you misunderstood him.

he didn't even look at you, sitting on the throne like you ain't here like you're sort of a slave, not a girlfriend.

'i've got so good news, sukuna. the first i had baked muff-'

before you could've finished the sentence, he used cursed energy to stop you, knocking the treats out of your hands.

'i fucking said you to leave my domain, woman. are you that stupid? and stop being clingy, it's irritating me.'

you knew his nature, you knew he might indicate something offensive, but, that one - above hurtful.

'what's wrong, the king?' you said his position mockingly, going down the skulls, looking at his back. 'go to hell, i'll tell it itadori. be here alone, sukuna.'

well, shall i do a part two with apologies? also sorry for kinda sad post.

[?] - pls corrent me if i used the wrong word.

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[seriouslyineedhelp]

au where Gears and Iceberg quit the Foundation after they are completely fed up with all the bullshit. They have enough money to settle down in the city and take up normal jobs (after bullshitting resumes from one of the Foundation’s many cover companies. they are not questioned by the Foundation because founder grew a fucking Conscience for once) and live a normal life. and because i have no desire to do homework and have a primal need for fluff i will now blab. hope yall don’t mind.

work:

they probably work in different departments due to the differences in their resume (lvl 2 vs lvl 5… lab assistant vs head researcher of the northwestern hemisphere…) so they can’t always be together :(

(im gonna do a 2nd person perspective on Them)

*cough* ice first

your new coworker with white hair (you are told that he is albino and is not an old man) damn near cries on the first day when he receives the work. you think it is because he’s an idiot and doesn’t get that this is not much at all, but he quickly clarifies it’s because his old workplace was a lot, lot worse. he actually cries when he gets to go home at 5 instead of 11. you are mildly concerned about his mental wellbeing and ask him what his old job was like.

“it was bad,” he says, and you learn that 85-hour-work-weeks were common when the place was especially busy (or more accurately 119, if you count the weekends) so a 40-hour one where half of the time he is taking it slow is nothing bad. it’s also better for his hands this way and slows down the carpal tunnel.

you are very concerned now. “i don’t think that’s legal,” you say. he only shrugs and asks you not to tell.

gears:

It takes you and your colleagues 2 weeks to realise that the new 50-year-old, super introverted guy that so far has shown 0 emotion has put all his stat points into efficiency and that’s why he usually just sits there and does absolutely nothing after lunch, because there is nothing left for him to do.

nobody really talks to him because all he does is stare at you semi-menacingly in dead silence while blinking as little as humanly possible as your voice gets smaller and smaller because you’re not sure if you’re annoying him or he just doesn’t get what a “social norms” is (it is a combination of both), though he will help you do your work if you ask nicely. the speed of his fingers while he types is terrifying.

you are quite sure this man is not human, and you jokingly ask if he is a robot. with the air of a man that has been through this conversation thousands of times, he tells you that he is not. the words carry unnatural weight. you don’t ask him again. he is promoted (somehow) 3 months later and you never see him again.

normal life:

they bought an apartment together. it’s nice and cozy and has actual sunlight instead of being a mile underground. their favourite activity when the weather is cool is going on walks in the city together, mainly because “charles look there’s so many places to explore charles look there’s a library charles look there’s a cafe charles look there’s a happy child that hasn’t been exposed to the horrors of humanity and isn’t on a first name basis with every stage of grief and depression CHARLES LOOK THERE’S A PIGEON—” (iceberg has not been out in an actual city for months… please excuse his behaviour. the only animals he ever saw in the Foundation were Josie the cat and KPC. Gears goes along with it because he thinks Ice is adorable like this.)

ice’s favourite activity in summer is curling up on his husband on the beanbag chair with the ac on full blast while eating a bowl of chocolate ice cream, watching some random tv show, and loudly complaining about the heat. gears’ favourite activity during summertime is letting his husband curl him on him with the ac on full blast while getting fed chocolate ice cream occasionally, watching some random tv show, and listening to ice loudly complain about the heat. ice licks off any ice cream that was accidentally smeared on his face.

they get to go on dates too! usually just to a restaurant/cafe but sometimes they take a walk in the park/go to the library. ice sometimes Feeds The Birds like an old man but really he just enjoys watching the birds swarm around and fight each other for crumbs. He thinks it’s the funniest thing in the world. Crow will visit them sometimes and 100% agrees on the bird feeding, the old dog has gotten into a fight with the pigeons before, “charles I don’t have that many years of life left and I’m trying to make the most of it don’t judge me”