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angels-fantasy · 7 days

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Hii this is my first ever request so I'm so sorry if it's bad😭 But recently this has been like in the back of my head and I couldn't find any fics abt it. So basically it's Brothers best friend Bakugo... I'm low-key so embarrassed but I thought it would be cool for some angst 🤭 I love your works and I hope I'm not bothering, i hope you have a nice day!!

My Brother's Bestfriend Is The One For Me!

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Details: umm little confessions at the end tee hee, nothing too crazy. reader gets in their head about some tingz, silly katsuki

Word Count: 1k

hello im sorry i replied a little late, thank you sm for your request this is an awesome idea :D i hope you have a nice day too <3 i tried my best at some angst 🥲 i hope i did your request justice! also plsss someone know what im referencing in the title lolol. its not exact but its close XD

ever since you were a kid, you had a crush on your older brother's best friend-katsuki bakugou-who was also older than you, but only by two years! so it wasn't that bad, really.

watching him grow up into the handsome man he is now was hard, especially when you were always seen as the annoying, younger sibling that just wanted to hang out with the older kids.

though something that was even harder was having to watch people throw themselves at your childhood crush, only to see them grow disappointed at his arrogant personality.

this frustrated you because you knew katsuki better than any of those losers did. you knew how to work around his rough edges, how to tell apart his real anger from his teasing words, and so many other things about him.

but if you knew him better than everyone else that was interested in him, why didn't he want you back? did he still only see you as his best friend's annoying, younger sibling? he couldn't have, right?

that exact thought lingered in your mind every time katsuki was around. there was no way you didn't have at least a small chance with him, especially considering the fact that he'd never had a serious relationship before. it wasn't that he couldn't get one, because he definitely could, but it was because he chose not to.

katsuki was ambitious, and he didn't want to let anything get in his way while he was training to become a pro-hero, and that included relationships. now maybe you were naive for this, but sometimes you really thought you were different in his eyes, and you would have a chance with him.

so here you were, sitting at the dining table in your parents house across from katsuki. your brother had invited him over, like he usually did. you forgot the reason why, all you knew was that your crush was coming over, so you were excited.

but now that you were sitting across from him, you couldn't help but squirm in your seat nervously under his gaze.

"what's up with you?" he asked, causing your family to turn their attention towards you.

your face burned. "er-nothing. i'm just tired... i didn't sleep well last night." you lied, making katsuki squint at you while your family shrugged off your excuse and went back to their conversation.

the rest of the dinner continued on, with you occasionally picking at your food and glancing up at katsuki, who had caught you looking multiple times.

once everyone was done eating, you immediately offered to wash the dishes, just trying to find any excuse to get away from your crush's intense gaze. since you were cleaning up and it was late at night, you could hear your parents go to their bedroom and your brother tell katsuki he'd be waiting in his.

as you were washing dishes you felt a presence behind you, and you knew exactly who it was.

"hey, buggy." he said, ruffling up your hair and making you groan in annoyance. 'buggy' was your childhood nickname, given to you by none other than katsuki, when he found you playing with a few bugs one day.

he hasn't let you live it down since.

"i don't even play with bugs anymore! i was like five, katsuki." you said, growling at a particular stain that wouldn't wash off very easily.

he crossed his arms, and leaned against the counter next to you, silently watching as you continued to wash the rest of the dishes.

when you were done with the last dish, you dried your hands and turned to him. "why are you here, stalking me? shouldn't you be hanging out with my brother or something?" you snarled, getting frustrated at his company. usually, you'd appreciate it, but these past few weeks he'd been oddly quiet around you - especially when you two were alone.

"maybe i just wanna hang out with you, buggy. is that a problem?"

you clenched your fists, feeling your frustration boil over. how could he act like he wasn't doing anything wrong? did he not realize that he'd been making you feel flustered and confused all the time?? these past few months he'd been behaving strangely around you, and you didn't know what to think of it.

"stop messing with me." you said in a serious tone, looking down at your feet. "you always confuse me with all the shit you say and i hate it! i don't know what to think anymore!"

a part of you felt bad for yelling at him like this, but you couldn't help yourself.

you glanced up at his face and saw his shocked expression, and you wondered what he was going to say next. probably something stupid.

he sighed heavily and ran a hand through his spiky hair, "'m not tryna confuse you... i just-ugh. you're actually not a shitty person to talk to." he confessed, reluctantly of course.

you shook your head at his words. "you don't have to lie, i know i'm probably more of a little sibling in your eyes anyway." you said, making your way around him to go upstairs to your bedroom until he stepped in front of you, blocking your way.

"you actually think that?" he sneered.

"well it's what you make me think!"

your words made him sigh and he put his hands on your shoulders. "shut up and listen okay? i'm not good at this crap, so just let me talk." he demanded, making you pout, but nod in agreement.

"i like your dumbass and i just don't know any other way to tell you..." he said quietly with bright red ears. you just continued to stare at him, not believing his words, which scared him.

he shook your shoulders slightly, "say something dammit!"

"sorry! i...i just don't know what to say." you said, bring your hands up to your shoulders to grab his and hold them in your own. "but, i like you too. i have liked you for a long time."

after hearing yourself admit you like him out loud, you let go of his hands and brought them to your face to cover your burning cheeks.

he laughed his loud cackle and brought you in for a bear hug, "no way, little buggy actually likes me?" he teased, "i always thought you were scared or somethin'."

"well, i was scared sometimes..." you mumbled.

the two of you continued to embrace each other for a while, silently, until katsuki spoke up. "y'know you're mine now, right buggy?"

your heart fluttered, "only if you're mine too."

"obviously."

authors note

i lowkey got lazy in the end im sorry if you can tell 😔 but i hope you enjoyed !

taglist for bakugou fics: @doumadono @shonen-brainrot @b134ch-m4h-ey3z

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frogchiro · 2 years

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in her arms, i am calm

so umm,, after the scrumptious surprise that mhy gave us in the form of the fatui harbingers, so as promised, I decided to write a little something for the man that literally made my poor brain shut down and go into stand-by mode, Pierro <3

as promised, I'm tagging the wonderful @jade-parcels, she has been and still is my biggest inspiration SINCE MONTHS, and you may know me under the anon alias Fish!🐡 :) many other people have been so kind and encouraging, so i decided to bite the bullet and make a grand reveal! i'm dedicating this to you darling jade, I really hope you and others will enjoy it as much as I did writing this! also this turned out way less dirty than I intended, but what can I say, I'm a whore for fluffy smut 😭

warnings: reader is +18 years old!! (indicated to be as old as childe but feel free to read it as you please!), fem!reader (reader is refered to as a female with female body parts), heavy NSFW themes, age gap, referenced violence (not against the reader), possible dark themes, also please note that I took HEAVY liberties regarding Pierro and the rest of the Harbingers lore as we literally know almost nothing about them, so please take this with a grain of salt ;)

маленькая-little one

Pierro prided himself on many things, from his bravery and prowess in battle that led him and his country to many victories over the many years he served the Tsaritsa, the countless riches he aquired and hoarded in his mansion, right up to being crowned the First Fatui Harbinger, the Pierrot, the right hand of the Tsaritsa, something he knew many would kill for.

Yet all of that paled next to you, the little beauty that captured his old but sharp as ever eyes. For the first time in...years Pierro was truly at loss of words, for the first time he just... didn't know. Why did you, little, young, naive you capture the eyes of the oldest, most prominent Fatui Harbinger? He knew you of course, how could he not; you were the Tsaritsa's personal handmaiden, her favourite. You always accompanied your Goddess wherever she took you, which was almost everywhere, and he watched you with his snowy, sharp eyes, watched as your own clear (e/c) ones watched and rapidly tried to take everything in, your curiosity and wonder almost being child-like and naive in his eyes.

'She's still young my friend, I think you forgot how it was being like her, cut her some slack would you~'

Came the rich, deep voice of Pantalone, his fellow Harbinger. Pierro only rolled his eyes in quiet annoyance as he continued to watch you as your beautiful eyes flittered across the sprawling ballroom being decorated for the upcoming ball, everyone working extra hard as the Tsaritsa herself decided to attend the preparations, her favourite girl in tow, dutifully following her Majesty and listening to her speech about something the blonde man couldn't care less, his eyes focused on you.

Reminiscing the not-so-long-ago past, Pierro was interrupted with a sweet sweet whine that came from under him and he was quickly focused back on the present and on you.

'I'm sorry маленькая, I got a bit lost in my thoughts and neglected you eh? We can't have that, can we?'

Pierro rasped in a deep rumbling voice that you could feel through his chest in your tummy, the man always made sure to keep you as close to himself as physically possible, in and out of bed.

'To keep the cold away', he would say, but judging by the faint fond look in his usually stony eyes you could tell it way an excuse to simply touch you, not that you nor he'd ever admit it.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the strong thurst that moved you up the bed a little and caused you to cling tightly to Pierro's broad back that you loved so much. Another lond whine escaped your mouth as the man above you grunted and you felt a particulary well aimed thrust hit your sweet sport head on. You knew that although Pierro would never admit this, he loved it when you were loud and vocal in bed, so you let go of all the remaining thoughts and just let yourself feel.

The lovemaking session lasted well into the night, only the blazing hot fire in the enormous fireplace, the bright starts and Moon in the dark sky and the tiny snowflakes being the witnesses to your passion.

Pierro was watching you all night; all your gasps, moans and groans of pleasure, the faces you made, all the little eye rolls and your little pink tongue sticking out a bit, he watched it all with rapt attention, wanting to burn all these images into his mind and treasure them forever. He came shortly after your orgasm, how could he not? Your perfect walls clenching tightly around his cock, milking him for all he's worth and the sudden wet gush he felt send the man over the edge and he allowed to loose himself in the earth-shattering pleasure. With the last few deep thrusts that you swore touched your deepest, most intimate parts, he came with a rumbling growl and let himself fill you up to the brim. You moaned weakly and flinched at the feeling of hot cum shooting against your poor battered cervix, but your lover was quick to hold you still with his strong arms, not allowing you to even move an inch away from his hips as he quickly leaned down to capture your lips with his, and you have to admit, for a man as stoic and ice-cold as him, his kisses were sure expressive.

After he parted his lips from you, Pierro let out a heavy breath that he swore felt as if a stone was lifted from his weary heart. He kept looking at you, happy, full and sated and terribly sleepy as you always were after a night like this, you sometimes would tease him that for a man his age he sure had the strength and stamina of a young stallion at which he would always roll his eyes and tell you to get lost.

But now, in the privacy of his chambers, he looked at you with a look of adoration and utter devotion, his pale eyes looking and capturing every little detail of your tired and sweaty face as your heavy pants mingled with each other, your lips almost touching as you smiled tiredly up at him before reaching out and cupping his face in your small soft hands, your fingers caressing his face, combing through his long golden hair and beard, mapping every single one of his features before bringing his face closer and closing the distance between you.

Contrary to the heavy, lustful kisses full of tongue and teeth in the heat of the moment, these kisses were slow, calm and full on emotions, lips delicately touching and moving, tongues barely grazing each other.

After some time of post-coital cuddles and affection and a bit of soft whispery talk, you finally let your tired eyes rest after cuddling up close to your lover, but all the raging thoughts came back to keep Pierro from sleep.

After placing you on his broad chest and tugging the numerous thick comforters and luxurious furs over you two and making sure you were snug and warm, he let his thoughts wander.

Pierro knew painfully well that you two were an odd pair to say the least, in fact it was a big fucking understatement. He was...well, him, The First Fatui Harbinger, the stronges of them all, The Pierrot, the terror that shook the very earth where he stood, and you were this innocent little thing that was way to curious and clever for your own good.

He was no poet nor a great bard that could sing endless songs and ballads dedicated to your beauty, so he just described you as 'stunning' yet he felt immensely frustrated to call you this one simple word.

The planes of your unmarked (s/c) soft and healthy skin, the tiny little spots and blemishes that made you distinctly you, your (h/c) hair, always so thick and shiny, he loves to touch it and comb his hands through when you sleep, your wide curious (e/c) eyes. But what draws him to you the most are your perfect full lips that he oh so loves to kiss and trace with his fingers, the smiles you give him and when you laugh at his dry non-existent humor are angelic to his ears.

Don't get him wrong, the ever vigilant Harbinger sees and hears all the whispers of soldiers and servants alike, he's painfully aware of the gossip and rumors, of them talking about what a big old brute wants with a beautiful young thing like you.

Pierro frowns and almost growls with frustration when he remembers all the times that unhinged ginger brat made a fool out of himself to gain your attention, but can he really blame him? You're both the same age or at least close to him, much closer than you are to Pierro, or the stone-cut Arlecchino has the faintest blush on her icy face when you bring her some document the Tsaritsa personally asked you to deliver, and Pierro is about to recall even more scenarios like this that make his blood boil but he felt you move against his side, your naked breasts squishing oh so deliciously against his scarred chest and just like this all the negative toughts are gone and instead are replaced with these strange warm fuzzy feelings he feels whenever he looks at you.

He decides that enough is enough, he can't afford a headache that will make him miserable and cranky, so he lets go of those dark frustrating thoughts and moves down so that your face is in hidden in his neck and he allows himself to comb his fingers through your hair. He breaths in deep, taking in your distinctive scent that mixed with his creating something new and wonderful, and so the gruff, cold and seemingly unapproachable Harbinger lets himself rest and succumb to a deep slumber with the one good thing in his long life safe in his arms.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #fatui harbingers #fatui x reader #pierro x reader #fem reader

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34saveme34 · 3 months

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SMG34: The Rot (a fic by yours truly)

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summary: 3 gets told to come and investigate this thing called "The Rot" in a forest, so him, 4, Meggy, Mario and Boopkins (surprisingly) set out to check it out, although things get a little odd as the Rot's influence gets to our favourite man. Sure wonder what'll happen to him!

word count: 5722

3 wasn’t happy he got roped into this. However he owed this one… he owed this one to Meggy. He hated how the closer he became to 4’s crew they only seemed to able to collect more firt on him. Although he didn't know how she could get her hands on his online activity on such forums, he thought he was better this time at covering his tracks…At least he wasn’t alone, a few others came along, like 4, Boopkins and Mario.

It was… a hike. Through the forest. Meggy had seen strange sightings and wanted to bring along others as well. This worried 3 because he really really didn’t want to break his streaming streak. He had been doing so well, having a schedule and everything and of course as soons as he got on track, someone had to come in and ruin it. This always happened so it didn’t surprise him too much but he was mad about it either way.”

However, Meggy agreed with him that he could stream this, it would be especially cool if they were to find something interesting, as if they were ghost hunters. At least something 3 can look forward to. Things that could make his streaming careers more successful always had an easier time persuading him. And he knew that, he wasn’t happy about it, but it was just a fact of life. Just like how he knew how close he grew to 4. It was hard to deny, he really cared about him. Though sometimes, scratch that, just about all the time, he made it really hard to do so. He didn’t remember a prolonged peaceful time with him. Something always has to happen, with the tension they developed over the years. But honestly, who could blame them for that?

Something that Meggy forgot to do among all things she should’ve done, was ask the others if they’re okay with the livestream. It’s really not the greatest thing to argue about on live.

“I don’t wanna have the pressure of invisible eyes on me while I don’t even know what I’m facing!” 4 whined, he looked a bit scared.

“Finally, I can add more to my smg4 fail compilation, you better not disappoint” 3 giggled, making 4 groan.

“It’s not funny, you know! Also I'm just as capable to embarrass you as well! I know what you are”

“Oh, you bastard? Are you threatening me? Right in front of my viewers?? I’ll get you cancelled on Twitter for this one!”

“Not Twitter, god no, though I bet they would like some things I have a hold of myself, like that search query you did concerning-” 4 smirked at 3, seemingly the 2 were just about to fight before Meggy pulled them apart.

“Okay, guys, that’s enough! Let’s get going”

“Oooooh” Mario pouted, putting down the popcorn he pulled out of nowhere. He loved to watch his guardians fight for such low stakes. There was something special about the ones making him dance like a clown dance for him on their own volition.

“So what are we looking at anyways?” Boopkins asked, looking scared.

“I… can’t say. I think you have to see it yourself to believe it. Although I just like to call it the rot.”

“Th… The rot?” my guy was shaking. Boopkins, what the hell, you just got here.

“Why are you here anyways? No naptime for you?” Mario teased him.

“Umm no… I just wanna try and get braver! So I can be there for my friends even more!”

“Aww, yea yea now let’s get going!” Meggy truly had enough with the banter. But would it be a real live stream if it started smoothly?

They started walking, with Mario and Meggy in the lead, with Boopkins not too far behind them. However 3 and 4 were at the back, not much further but they definitely weren’t as close to Boopkins as he was to Mario and Meggy.

3 turned his camera at 4 which made him frown.

“What, am I that interesting? Am I getting views for you?” 4 whined sarcastically, he didn’t feel like being on a stream right now. Especially since this expedition pulled him away from meme creation. As in his one and true love!

“Well, you might! Just do something embarrassing, that’d definitely work!”

“Like what, tell them about when we were younger I busted you in the toilets with-” 4 got slapped before he could answer.

3 wasn’t having any of it.

“Very mature of you to bring up the past, really, classic SMG4”

“At least I didn’t like, I don’t know, try to kill people”

“Don’t you have a body count higher than zero?”

“You… can’t prove that. Besides I bet you killed more!”

“And that’s in the past, you know? Besides, being an ex villain makes me hotter, just ask my fans”

4 looked so done with 3, especially after he showed his chat filled with overflowing thirsty support for his post villain self. 3 loved the reaction, it was like warming him up from the inside. Although he would like it better if his charisma was more appreciated by his guardian partner.

“Aaah yes, so hot twitch streamer, Super Meme Guardian 3, I could never compare”

3 laughed and looked at his chat then frowned. This surprised 4 a bit, especially since 3 decided to face his camera ahead again, to record where they’re actually walking. 3 sighed, which held 4’s attention longer than it should have.

“What’s up?” 4 asked quietly.

“Not much… just a cringe comment I didn’t like” 3 basically brushed him off. It seemed he didn’t want to go into it so 4 left him to it. It had been hard, but 4 had been trying to pay attention to when he needed to stop. He had been getting to a point where he could tell that he shouldn’t bother 3 further. It became mildly easy as he noticed how much of an open book 3 is. Just push the correct buttons and you get him all wrapped within your grasp. Like to do your bidding and stuff. 4 considered 3 a great ally and he used him a lot as well. Although he still cared about him a lot. Sometimes he wondered if 3 realised that. He just didn’t really know how to be affectionate towards 3. Whenever he tried to be serious about it, it kind of fell apart. Wanting to be kind towards him in hard situations, like when they were stuck in the elevator, yet he was met with hostility. The whole situation reminded him of a cold, snowy day as well. He shook his head hard, he didn’t need that thought right now. 3 looked at him confused, then saw how 4 was looking in the distance, and sadness he forgot to hide still showing. 3 passed his camera to Boopkins for a bit.

“Can you hold this for me for a bit?” 3 reached to Boopkins who took the camera gently with a smile. Since he helped him out with the date with M… Mi… Micheal? What was it again? He felt a bit more tolerable. Not by much though.

“Sure thing!”

Although the camera looked a little funny in his hands, considering how the camera was like third his size.

4 paid attention to this, a bit confused at what 3 was doing. He did find Boopkins struggling to carry the camera a bit funny though.

“So” 3 pulled 4 close by his back, wrapping his arm around him, continuing in a hushed tone “What’s the gloom for? It’s super obvious and it bothers me so that’s why I’m bothering you about it”

4 chuckled.

“I’m glad you care. That’s all I needed actually” 4 showed a genuine smile to 3 which left him speechless. 4 could see he made 3 a bit flustered, maybe a bit more than just a bit…

It’s like he was buffering or something.

“Ugh” 3 pulled away “Your sweetness makes me sick, god damn it… baka”

Slowly Mario turned around, pulling out a tiny rainbow flag.

“This you?” he pointed at the 2.

3 was too shocked to react, 4 threw a loose branch at him which got into his eye. Mario started screaming in his iconic way. Meggy slapped him into a new shape.

“Shhh!!! Don't disturb the wildlife, idiot!”

Mario whined quietly, removing the tiny branch from his eye. Just as he removed it, he basically forgot it was there, as he continued frolicking.

3 finally took his camera back from Boopkins.

“Finally, my arms were starting to get tired!” Boopkins sighed with relief.

Meggy turned to him although still walking.

“I could coach you to get stronger”

The relief quickly flew out of Boopkins, rather replaced with a pale expression.

“I hope I don’t hurt you with this, but I’d rather not if it’s okay”

“Your loss” Meggy shrugged.

As they continued, they started to find traces of the so-called Rot.

“This energy feels familiar” 3 exclaimed.

“Same here…” 4 added, as he exchanged a glance with 3.

“That’s a good thing! Any idea what we could be dealing with then?”

“So…” 4 started “It could be a new meme. Although I… don’t remember ever seeing it before”

“The name rot does fit it though” 3 continued “You think it could do with all the memes people used to make about bogs?”

“That’s a nice thought! Or maybe one of those nature allegory memes that sometimes pop up… most of the time from Tumblr”

“Ah right, Tumblr, this could be one of their creations”

“I thought Tumblr was dead” Meggy looked behind at the 2 as they continued on, seeing more rot on the trees and in the ground. It seemed they were getting closer and closer to the core of it.

“That’s what they all think” 3 and 4 said at the same time, then laughed at how in sync they were.

“What is tumblr?” Mario asked. The others looked at him with a knowing look. He deflated, seeing no one wanted to elaborate.

While the lighthearted banter they got into was nice, 3 couldn't shake off the tension he was feeling. Probably thanks to 4. He didn't like how his mind went for the worst when it came to him. He tried to concentrate on the task on hand, the sooner it was over, the sooner he could escape.

As they continued on, 3 was starting to feel a headache get to him. It was starting to be a bit difficult holding the camera. He tried so hard to be there but it felt like slowly everything was slowing down around him. He looked ahead… then he found himself staring at 4, getting even slower, blurrier, slowly things becoming less and less comprehensive, yet he could still feel in his heart just how worried 4 was. It felt… nice. He was glad 4 cared about him. Then everything went black. At least mostly. He was stuck in a weird state, still lightly aware of his surroundings, as he could feel himself falling over, then being grabbed and held close… Held close…? What for?

He lightly managed to open his eyes and tried to perceive the world around him, although it hurt him. It was difficult, but he figured out he was stuck in 4’s arms. Not exactly somewhere he wished to be while in a state like this. He kind of imagined feeling this sick while being cared for in his bed. Thinking about it… he wouldn’t mind 4 being there then. But this is just… embarrassing… He really hoped the stream wasn’t getting any of this… He already saw that one comment referring to 4 and him in weird ways and he didn’t like that. He felt uncomfortable on 4’s behalf as well. Who knows how hard his fans would tear him apart if they knew that he and 4 need to hold hands to use their meme guardian powers. It made him think about how he would even handle having a relationship like this. Either he would have to hide this person even if he was proud of pulling a bad bitch or have them be on display but risk the parasocial freaks coming in and ruining his dating life. He wasn’t new to the parasocial rodeo at this point, he knew about the sexyman allegations. Though it’s not like he wanted a relationship right now anyways. He liked to joke about getting bitches but he really just did that because he felt humiliated at the thought that he couldn’t pull anyone. He closed his eyes, trying to close out the sight that was 4 carrying him. That’s not to say he was fully against it but he won’t admit that so soon. But as he closed the sight out, he could hear words better.

“Homo…” he could hear Mario start then if he was guessing right, he got slapped since he stopped speaking.

“Well I’m not just gonna drag him by the foot, that would be cruel” he could hear 4 retort at the homosexual allegations.

“Is he gonna be okay?” Meggy asked, concern in her voice. 3 was kind of glad he had friends that cared for him. He wished he could say that without getting embarrassed. He hoped that they knew about it at least a little bit, as much as he could hint. But not too much, their annoying asses didn't deserve to see THAT much of him.

“I think so” 4 said “But he’s definitely not streaming like this, can we turn it off?”

“Well if you insis-” Meggy started.

“Nnnn…nnooooo… ss… stream…” 3 tried to get it out, the words small and weird. But they were heard. He didn’t like ending streams so suddenly. He’d rather die on camera than suddenly end a stream.

He heard 4 chuckle.

“Look at him, even in this state, he cares about his fans”

“How nice of him” Boopkins spoke up.

“I can see said fans are feeling the same way!” Meggy chuckled “It seems a lot of people are interested in what’s up here anyways so… for 3!”

“For 3!” both 4 and Boopkins cheered.

If 3 was fully there, he would be so embarrassed. He’d hate it. He’s starting to like this… as if he’s looking in from the outside, not subject to the actual affection of his friends yet still being the subject of it. Unbeknownst to him, he was smiling about this in 4’s arms, who noticed so. But didn’t dare comment on it. Who knows how his insane fans would treat it. Although he couldn’t just go without letting 3 know, if he could hear him.

“If you only looked this cute while conscious” 4 chuckled into 3’s ear. It sent a jolt through 3’s body, but still not enough to get him out of his state. So it was all still energy, so much, as if continuously zapping his mind. What the FUCK did 4 just say?? HIM??? CUTE??? Well, he was handsome but CUTE??? HIM??? No way, 4 didn’t know what he’s talking about. Yet the words rang in his mind, foreverly so, not leaving him. Like a forever moment. Feeling obsessed with it, even if he didn’t want to be. It made him feel so warm. Like he could feel it physically now. He heard 4 chuckle, unsure where to put it, it only made him feel weirder. It was like 4 had his fingers wrapped around him in a mental sense as well, whatever he would say, he wouldn’t be able to escape. It was… weird feeling this vulnerable.

Slowly he stirred more in 4’s arms. Still remaining as calm as he could manage, to not disturb 4 too much. He was actually kind of comfortable. Not like he’ll say that out loud. Maybe he’ll write it down in his notebook later. It had been a great source of coping for him. Writing about the things that made him feel feelings usually made them easier to digest. He looked up at 4 with half lidded eyes, he seemed so… focused. He noticed then 4 looking down, which surprised him a bit. 4 smiled, then looked to the side.

“It seems he looks a bit better now”

“That’s good! Makes me feel less bad about how we keep on going”

“We should stop for a bit though… my arms are standing to get tired… he isn’t exactly light”

“...Bitch” 3 muttered, first coherent thing he said since falling over like a log.

Everyone kind of laughed about it.

“Mario agrees!” Mario stopped and immediately whipped out his pocket spaghetti. Who knows how long that’s been there. He seemed to be happy to eat it either ways.

They all laid down for a bit, 4 laying 3 down as well then sat beside him. He really just decided to sit beside him. Maybe he really did care.

3 reached up, as best as he could as he regained his strength, reaching to 4. 4 looked at his hand a bit confused, then decided to hold it, not really understanding what 3 wanted.

“Pfft… sure whatever”

“What?” 4 asked but 3 only rolled his eyes in response.

“Guess you don’t need it then”

4 took his hand away. 3’s smile lightly faded away but not too much. He didn’t want it to be too obvious that he was disappointed about that. He wasn’t even sure how to explain that he was disappointed. He just knew that it meant a lot to him that 4 did that. He never imagined he would get so weak about him. Weak about whatever 4 directed his way.

Let it be his insults or the looks he could give him when he showed he cared. He wanted to have him whole, with all those silly little intricacies that made him who he was, even his cringe memes. Never did he care so much for someone in his life… What… What did he mean by this? Oh… OH… no… not here… not now… why couldn’t this happen at like- a more appropriate place- somewhere without 4 preferably- Well, the world is cruel to him so now he had to keep himself together in this damned situation.

He slowly sat up, not really looking at anything. He slowly breathed in, then out, slowly calming the nerves that scream about what’s boiling underneath his skin, his mind. His feelings were. Restless.

“Are you okay, 3?” Meggy turned to him, with a soft, understanding smile.

“So-so… could be better” 3 smiled back, which surprised Meggy a little.

“Do you remember what happened?”

“Not much… But…” 3 took all the strength in himself, all his emotional strength “I think the rot feeds on… frustration? I think, or anger.. I remember feeling sort of angry before… since a certain someone here can be such a piece of ass here” 3 said as he directly looked at 4.

“Did you hear what I say to you? If so, right now I’m really meaning it”

“Asshole…”

“What did you say to him?” Meggy asked, a bit suspiciously.

“That’s between us” 4 said, as he got up “We gotta keep moving anyways, I can feel how close we are”

“Yeah… let’s” 3 slowly got up, stretching his back, being held for a bit there made his back feel like a quirky little snake. The slightly loud pop from his back made Boopkins jump.

Mario looked at the 2, a big big grin that kept getting bigger.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmm” he teased the 2, just even with his menacing Mario gaze.

3 and 4 exchanged glances.

“Home of sexual” Mario claimed, with the same big grin. 4 was ready to throw hands but 3 just got up and started walking. This shocked both but especially Meggy.

“I have no power or need to feel angry right now let’s just go, I’ll feed him bombs when we get back”

“Feeding time?” Mario looked on with great interest, his selective hearing deciding to focus right on the word ‘feed’ “Does Mario get his spaghetti?”

“Later, red, we have a mission on our hands right now”

As Meggy spoke, 3 realised his camera was in Meggy’s hand. He quickly took it back, Meggy barely realising it was taken from her.

“What’s up, chat! I live! I could never leave a stream interrupted, all of you know I’m stronger than that so I’m here again!” he marched on, with a big smile on his face. This surprised the others, especially 4 and Meggy as they looked at each other then followed after him, with Boopkins hurrying after them with his short legs. Mario shrugged, quickly forgetting about food as he followed behind them a bit delayed.

“Oh thanks for the bits! As for your question, we’re looking into something geniusly named the rot!.... ‘Is it really named the rot?’ It wasn’t named by me, I would’ve given it a better name, like forest meme fungus parasite or something like that”

“That’s actually kind of lame” 4 said.

“I agree actually” Meggy added.

Boopkins looked too concerned to end up on either sides.

“Whatever… ‘How far is it? We’ve been here for a while’ I think we’re getting closer! As you can see the trees look much different here” he put his hand against a tree, which leaked weird residue “AAAAH EWW EWW WHAT THE HELL”

4, Meggy and Mario laugh at him.

“Stuuu-piiiid” Mario keeps laughing.

3’s eyes twitched, but he was keeping his cool.

“And I think this isn’t even the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen him do!” 4 said.

Oh 4. His sweet prince. He’s done it. Truly. 3 slowly looked at him, 4 started to look scared. 3 ran at him, camera still in his hand, getting the weird liquid on him as well.

4 looked offended to hell, heaven and purgatory, he was NOT letting this go so easily. He grabbed a bit of rot as well and threw it at 3.

Mario clapped, the clowns are dancing again. Boopkins hid behind Meggy, who didn’t look very satisfied with Mario.

But, oh, if she didn’t pay attention to him, she would have realised that the ground was moving, but she only noticed when it was already pulling 3 and 4 down, and fast at that.

“4!!! 3!!!” Meggy cried out, trying to reach into the rot to no avail. It seemed she couldn’t get into it like those 2 managed to.

“Oh nooo” Mario genuinely got sad as he got down beside Meggy.

“What do we do now?” Boopkins went there last, although just as concerned as the other 2.

“I don’t know… the best we can do is… I think we should go back and get some tools! Maybe we can dig them out. Hopefully before the sun sets” Meggy proposed her idea, the other 2 nodded as they got up and started to run back, although not too fast to preserve stamina. They’re gonna NEED it.

3 and 4 laid there, underneath for a bit. It took a while until one woke up, which was 4. They were on top of each other, which he wasn’t too thrilled about. Though, to his horror, he couldn’t get up. He was stuck to him like this. At least it was just by their waists mainly… Who was he kidding, that’s probably the worst place to get stuck at, hands were way better, he’d rather have a week of that than this! He looked around, seeing that the place wasn’t big anyways. It was kind of dark, only illuminated by the rot’s faint blueish-green glow. What a weird way for a meme to manifest. At this point he was pretty sure it was a meme, although a powerful one. It seemed it had a strong staying power, one he hadn’t seen in a while. Another sign that it could be from Tumblr. He never liked Tumblr memes, they were always weird and hard to deal with. Since 3 was still not awake, 4 couldn’t channel the meme away either, 3 had to be at least awake for that. At least it was calm. He decided to pay attention to 3’s face. Just like before, he looked so peaceful. Although he could appreciate the energy he brought, he sometimes wished 3 could direct energy like this at him. He smiled, glad that he could get something like this to happen, although he’s still not very happy about the situation. As 4 looked around again, he noticed the lightly damaged camera, directed at them, still on.

“Ah” was all that was left in his mouth, as he went a bit pale, knowing what they were doing was broadcasted to many people. He got on 4s, in an uncomfortable way, considering he was still stuck to 3 and reached for the camera.

“Ummm… Hello, SMG3 viewers” 4 started awkwardly “I’d like to say thank you for all of you being here. Especially thank you for motivating us to go forward. I think I know what we will have to do with this so-called rot… But I will end stream here, it’s been a good run, thank you all for coming” 4 smiled at the camera and waved before turning the broadcast off.

That was when 3 stirred.

“Nggghh…” 3 looked up, having to blink a few times to see what the fuck is going on, kind of not believing his eyes, as he could feel his ears and face heat up.

“OI WHAT THE FUCK DUDE” 3 flipped, literally flipped, thinking they could separate but instead they fell over together, now with 3 on top, and their faces getting a bit too close from the velocity. 3 got distracted for a second. 4 took a bit before he returned the favour, as 3’s careless outburst only served to make him angrier. And so they got into a cycle of throwing each other but the bond on them still not budging.

“Why must you be such a bitch,,” 4 whined as 3 tried his best pulling 4 off of his waist, but he only bounced back, their foreheads meeting. which made both yelp in pain.

“FUCKING CHRIST” 3 cried out.

“DUMBASS” 4 cried back at him.

3 tried to calm himself down as he looked around, seeing his camera which was turned off.

“Did… the camera break?”

“No… I” 4 realised he might not live “turned off the stream” his words were small.

3 slowly turned to him, his face the reckoning, judgement upon him, all in a pair of eyes that belong to his meme guardian partner.

“You… did… what?” 3 leaned closer to him, it would’ve been an understatement to call his vibes menacing.

“I-I” 4 trembled under 3’s gaze.

“You don’t SIMPLY end my stream”

“I said goodbye!!”

“And?”

“I thanked them for being here!!”

“...”

4 looked scared as hell, his puppy eyes coming out, begging for forgiveness. Those eyes hit 3 square in the heart.

“Shit.. whatever I guess, I’ll let you be about it”

“Oh, thank you thank you” 4 hugged him, 3 could only roll his eyes.

3 tried to get up again, and maybe stand up right if everything goes well. And as he did, it seemed to be really hard for their faces to not be close. It was starting to frustrate both of them. Slowly, they both stood on their feet, although still stuck to each other. That’s when 4 remembered.

“Hey, wait, we can channel the rot away! You can feel its meme energy too, right?”

3 looked up, then nodded. 4 grabbed both of 3’s hands. 3 was sort of distracted by the whole thing. He didn’t like being so close so soon. He wanted to have at least a little bit of time to process his feelings. 4 noticed that, as they weren’t as efficient as they were supposed to be.

“3!! What’s with you??”

That seemed to snap 3 out of it, who looked to the side, a powerless sigh escaping his lips.

“I can’t explain”

“WHAT do you mean you can’t explain?? Let’s just get out here!! Don’t you want to get out??”

“I-... of course I do, you think I’m stupid?”

“Well, you’re looking very stupid right now, not channeling yourself!”

“Don’t you… don’t you see…? We’re just… a bit too close for my taste” 3 looked down, feeling ashamed. He didn’t want it to be true but it was, tears welling up in his eyes.

“What do you-”

“IT- IT WOULD BE SO MUCH EASIER IF YOU WEREN’T RIGHT IN MY FACE” 3 cried, tears rolling down his face “YOU think I WANT TO BE HERE?? I’D RATHER BE ETERNITIES AWAY FROM YOU RIGHT NOW” those tears just wouldn’t stop.

“THEN FUCKING CHANNEL, YOU BITCH, THEN YOU CAN GO”

“FUCK YOU”

“WHAT”

4 let go of 3’s hands, now pissed himself, both of them pissed in fact.

“BITCH” 3 added.

“WHY YOU-”

And they started throwing hands, fighting again. Which fell to an abrupt end, as 4 held 3 against a wall of rot.

“WHY CAN’T YOU JUST CHANNEL”

“I FEEL STUPID WITH YOU”

“YOU’RE CALLING ME STUPID?” 4 leaned closer to 3, who seemed to feel more ashamed than ever, as if he said something sacred, as if he sinned.

“Ju… just sh-.. shut up already, fuck..” 3 could feel his heart twist. 3 looked at 4 slowly, cautiously sadness pouring out from his eyes. He couldn’t hide it. He felt ashamed but he knew no other way out.

“3… 3 I’m…” 4 returned to a softer gaze.

“Are you stupid? I said…” once again, 3’s heart, it couldn’t take it “I feel stupid WITH you”

“Wh… What?”

“You really are stupid…”

4 didn’t look amused.

“So you called me stupid anyways”

“YOU-” 3 clenched his fists, trying his best to hold back from screaming at 4 again “You just… don’t seem to understand. And… I don’t know if I’m… shameless enough to just tell you everything…”

4 could feel something in his heart now as well. He didn’t understand what was going on.

“I’m… sorry”

“Oh? What did you say?”

“I said that I’m sorry…”

“Can you say it again?” 3 looked at him with a little evil grin, although still strained from the emotions he was feeling. It was obvious to 4. He gave him the stink eye then moved one of his hands to pet 3’s head.

“Can a man not be sorry?” 4 joked, which kind of worked, although the head pat flustered 3 a bit.

“Shut the fuck up”

“Sheesh”

3 giggled, seemingly calming down a bit.

“Let’s just get this over with, 3? You did say you wanted to be gone from me” although 4 would usually hide his feelings better, he sounded more sad than he should have.

3 couldn’t help but smile.

“So you DO care, huh?”

“I- of course I do, you’re one of my bestest friends!! I wouldn’t wanna stay away from you”

“Right right…friends… “ 3 looked down, he couldn’t bring himself to be angry anymore. He was tired.

“Wait you- you don’t mean…” 4 stared at 3, who wouldn’t dare look back. Although, it was hard avoiding him when they’re stuck by the waist.

Suddenly a lot of things started to make sense to 4. Memories flashing by him, as he looked at 3, looking back at everything. The things he would feel with him. More than just the meme energy they could channel together, there was way more there, more than he ever realised. They way he just… my god… The realisation hit him like a car crash.

“I’m in love with you??” 4 spoke confused, 3 looked at him confused.

3 couldn’t bring himself to words, he could only look back at 4. 3 knew his heart was flying sky high though, with his face feeling god awfully warm too. After the confusion wore off, 4 smiled, kind of coming to peace with it. Skipping a few stages of grief there, huh?

“Let’s get out of here, 3” he grabbed his hands, once again, although softly.

The 2 look at each other for quite a long moment, as they slowly channel the meme energy, yet they can’t help thinking: this is not enough. It’s kind of weird how they both leaned in at the same time, sharing a power shattering kiss that vaporized all the rot out of existence, even the thin layer that made them stuck. Although they were still stuck in the hole that the rot dug out. They looked up, finally seeing the outside world. It was a sight they didn’t think they’d miss so much. Ironically to what 3 was saying before, he didn’t seem to want to let go of 4. 4 didn’t mind that.

“Hey” 3 spoke awkwardly “Just saying if you’d like to kiss me again, you’re totally allowed to”

4 smiled brightly as he took on the request, melting into 3’s touch in the process. Nothing was perfect and wonderful sunshine forever rainbow though so…

“Guys, we’re- oooooooh” Meggy stopped as she noticed the 2.

“We’re here we’re- OOOOOOOOOH” Mario piped up even louder.

“What’s with the- WOAAAH” Boopkins seemed to be the most surprised. He didn’t even see it coming.

The 2 idiots finally noticed the outrage their homosexual activity made happen.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP” 3 yelled at them.

“Yeah you tell them!!” 4 cheered him on.

The 3 other idiots, who patiently pulled them out of the hole could barely wait to ask about everything. What happened in there? Are they Homo Sex now? (A Mario original question) Most importantly: are they okay?

“None of you speak of what you saw” 3 pointed at Meggy, Mario and Boopkins. Boopkins and Meggy nodded, while Mario had different intentions. He was going into his usual devious Mario smile.

“Mario” 3 looked at him with violent intent.

“Hee hee hee”

“Mario, he’s serious” 4 added, also ready to throw hands.

Mario took a few seconds then suddenly took off.

“MARIOOO”

“GET BACK HERE”

“MARIO MUST SHARE WORD OF THE GAY”

And so they couldn’t catch him, now everyone knew that his guardian partners were also romantic partners now. A beautiful ending <3.

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Hope this was enjoyable! It is my first fic with this series so obviously it's not perfect. Fun fact! I wrote this in one night.

I may possibly have more ideas but nothing too concrete yet oopsie

#smg34 #my writing

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kimmiessimmies · 4 months

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Make this night count...

"Look at all the colours! Isn't it pretty, James?"

"Very. The view is great from up here."

"It was a good idea to book this room for tonight."

"I'm full of good ideas."

"We have made things difficult for her this year, haven't we, James?"

"For whom, lovely?"

"Our author. This. Us. It was never part of her plan, was it?"

"No, but, haven't we also made things great for her?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Well, we've made things great for us, either way, Sade."

"Cheers to that, lovely."

"Sade..."

"Hmm...?"

"You wouldn't let me kiss you under the mistletoe because of where it might lead, but... since we're here now... Will you let me kiss you for New Year's?"

"Umm... No, I don't think so...

"Oh... Sorry..."

"I'm not going to let you kiss me for New Year's, James, because I'm going to kiss you first."

"Wha..."

"Happy New Year, you."

"Happy New Year, my girl..."

......

....

...

"James?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think she'll let us be together in the new year?"

"We'll have to see, love... Let's make this night count while we're here..."

My dear followers,

This year has been very... intense... for me. I already wrote a long post about my mental health struggles, which put a huge stamp on my year. However, 2023 will also forever be the year I went back to my Sims, back to my stories, and back to Tumblr.

I spent five years away. Both because real life took over and because I had gotten into a rut with my Sims and the story. I never forgot them, though, and never stopped loving them. And suddenly, somewhere in February, it clicked. Everything fell into place, and I knew where I wanted to go with it all. In fact, it was this boy up here, my dearest James, who pulled me back. His story was suddenly clear as day to me. But how to begin? So, in March, I decided to just start writing. Then, I dusted off my game, found that all shortcuts and cheats were apparently in my muscle memory, and started shooting pictures to go with what I had written. And once I got going, I didn't stop. Everything I wrote in 2023 (and that's a lot!) even if it seemed unrelated, was geared towards James's story and the big moment that still lies ahead. However... As I've emphasised several times by now, I didn't account for this girl... So now it's like James said, "We'll have to see."

Coming back to my story brought me so much this year; I went from gameplay-based to story-based and found out how much I truly LOVE writing and how much it helps me, especially now that I'm going through rough times. Encouraged and inspired by someone dear to me, my story gained a title and came to Tumblr in full. I learnt to not only accept the benefits of poses, but how incredibly enhancing they can be to bring my ideas to life when used right. I reconnected with old contacts and made new connections too, some of whom proved to be true friends outside of this Tumblr/Sims world too. I've loved getting caught up on the stories I used to follow and discovering new ones. I've been amazed at how good CC has become in five years and pleasantly surprised to see there's still a good crowd playing TS3 in addition to the great things some of you are doing with TS4. All of this has been bright spots in my darkness.

And now we're entering 2024. I hope it will be light and bright for all of us. May the good days outnumber the bad ones and may we continue to feel the joy these little pixel-people bring us. Happy New Year to you and yours.

Much love. ❤️

-Kim

P.s. I know, I know; Some of you are now very disappointed you didn't get to see James and Sadie "making the night count." Just for all of you filthy animals I have one more post in this non-canon series set to go. Be forewarned; this one is very NSFW (And Not Suitable To View At New Year's Parties With Lots Of People Around) and will be labelled mature. I also have a sneaking suspicion it'll take Tumblr about 3 seconds to take it down, so I have an alternative post with Pillowfort link waiting in the wings. Going live as the the New Year hits where I am, at midnight GMT+1. See them making the night count by clicking here!

#this is obviously non canon again #My Jadie love is strong...#atoh New Years message #atoh au #Sims NYE #both sims and non sims #personal #long post #the sims 3 #ts3 #sims 3 #sadie stevens #james wyler

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lumibuns-blog · 8 months

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gojo x reader (more fluff)!college au!

Of course it's late at night

And of course you just finished your project and had absolutely nothing to eat all day.

Nothing was open so you dicided the best thing to do was to run to the nearest convenience store just to quick grab something, it didn't matter that you had wet hair and were practically in your pjs, you wouldn't even see anyone, definitely no one you know this late at night. Right?

Wrong

You walked into the convenience store, the bright lights blinding you after your night time walk. Your eyes adjusted to see that the store was practically empty, practically.

One other person was standing in the freezer section, carefully pondering which tub of ice cream to get.

That person just had to be your class crush, Gojo Satouru.

'Oh shit he's going to think I'm so weird being here, looking like this, and this late?!' You thought, in your eyes he was the coolest person you had ever seen, incapable of doing anything embarrassing and always carrying himself in a way you admired. Not to mention he was super popular.

You slowly inched towards the box dinners, trying to avoid contact. You saw some pudding and grabbed it quickly, hoping to make a break for the cashier.

But just as your turned around you bumped into Gojo, as he was trying to go behind you.

"Oh I'm so sorry"

"No no it's alright"

You looked down to see he had gotten some of the ice cream, he had already broken into, on your shirt.

"Oh shit I'm sorry" he moved his hand and leaned forward to wipe off the food he spilled. All you could do was pray he didn't see your flushed face.

"So what are you doing here this late at night" he asked standing back up.

'Holy shit he's tall' you thought

"Oh well umm" you muttered, embarrassed "I actually just finished a project for our class and didn't eat all day because I was working on it, so I came to pick up something to eat"

'He's going to think I'm weird now' you worried 'I'm out this late and I look terrible too'

"OH FUCK" he exclaimed

"Wha- are you ok?" you question

"I totally forgot that was due tomorrow!"

'I guess that makes sense' you think 'he was probably at a party or something'

"I've just been playing video games and sleeping all day and I completely forgot" he looked around in a panic

'What is going on right now??'

He suddenly turned to you, his eyes shining "wait you're like super smart right? Can you help me, I'll buy your stuff and do whatever" he clapped his hands above his head "please help me y/n!"

"You...know my name?"

"Yeah of course, I mean your sit right behind me" he said, one eyebrow cocked

You smiled at the floor before looking back up at him "yeah don't worry! I'd be happy to help"

"Thank you so so so much! Let me pay for your stuff" he grabbed your food out of your hands and in his rush he missed the wet floor sign and slipped, almost falling down

'Maybe he isn't as cool as I thought' you laughed to yourself

This will probably be my last post until the shibuya ark for jjk come out but I'll keep ya updated, thank you for your support <3

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slvt4tom · 28 days

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Posting this since the other one is taking to long because I've been procrastinating on it 😭 but I think this one is just the cutest thing but it also is kind of all over the place since idk what to write

Tom x F! Reader

T - tom

B - bill

Ge - georg

Gu - Gustav

Y - you

I - interviewer (maybe A for Ashley)

You and the band were on the tour bus about to go to an interview after a few minutes you guys got to the station and went inside got everything set up it was the interviewer lady she was blond, big boobs really trying to show off for someone probably tom so you just had to roll ur eye when you saw so then bill sat and then tom in the middle and then you at then georg and Gustav couldn't come since they were busy Georg seeing his Girlfriend and family Gustav seeing his family also. The live tv thing started and so the lady started talking.

A - Hello everybody! today we have the band tokio hotel! How are you guys?

The people in the crowd screamed and cheered

B - were good

After a few minutes of getting to know each other and settling down and stuff asking questions like "why did the band start" "when it started" blah blah blah. And then she started asking more personal I guess questions?

A - "Okay umm a few more and then the fans will ask okay, first tom is it true just on the first night you had 4 girls in your room?"

Tom looks down kind of sad you noticed and put your hand on his back whispering to him

Y - "hey Tom it will be over soon I promise and then we can go get you a new hat yeah? And some strawberries?"

Tom nodded his head at you the interviewer looked a bit jealous so she fixed her top so her boobs were like spilling out of her Tom you just looked away holding in a giggle you took at deep breath and looked back at the interviewer with a "🤨" look but she ignored you just asking the boys questions making them clearly uncomfortable. You wanted to butt in so bad but didn't want to make a scene so when she was talking to bill you tapped Tom on the shoulder handing him a slip of paper "this lady is annoying smh and she's clearly into you, I actually want to throw water on her bruh".

Tom let out a chuckle messing with his lip piercing and looking to you while nodding his head and passing bill the note.

After a while the interview was over and all 3 of you walked out laughing ur asses off at the note because you all added something to it somehow not getting caught just clowning on the lady trying to get the boys attention especially tom. Suddenly you hear a door open and fast footsteps and tom feels someone grab his shoulder all 3 of you turned around with a "huh" it was the interviewer

A - "tom wait! I was um wondering.. Maybe you would like to-"

Tom cut her off clearly not interested you were a little surprised since he would have usually jumped at the chance to hook up with a blondy with big boobs

T - "no I'm really sorry but i already have my eyes on someone"

You and bill looked at him with a shocked and confused look you guys knew he was gonna turn her down but didn't know he had his eyes on someone already??

A - "O-oh I understand"

She said that and walked away her head hung low

Y + B - "TOM YOU LIKE SOMEONE?!"

T - "yeah? I've liked her since we were little I'm surprised you guys didn't know, now can we please go to the store y/n promised me a new hat and I want her to keep that promise!"

Y - "I forgot I promised that, okay whatever let's go"

B - "we should get food after I'm getting pretty hungry"

Y - "yeah me too"

T - "yeah"

You guys all went to the store getting Tom his hat, you got a necklace or something, and bill got a belt and after that you guys went out to eat and after that you guys went back to the hotel you guys were staying in.

Bill had gone to sleep and you were standing on the balcony the wind blowing in ur hair the sunset lighting up ur eyes ur skiing glowing you looked stunning.. Tom came out and stood behind you holding ur waist resting his chin on your shoulder leaning his head in the crook of ur neck

T - "what is a pretty lady like ur self doing all alone out here"

Y - "Tom what are you doing goofy?"

T - "you know how I said I liked someone for a while now? Well.. I thought I might tell you who it is if you haven't figured it out by now"

You had a pretty good guess but you wanted him to say it from his own 2 lips

Y - "are you gonna tell me silly?"

T - "okay maybe it's a little silly but I think ill show you instead"

With that he spins you around to look at him pulling you in closer by ur waist and leaning his head down to kiss you softly and passionately in the sunset full of love everything was just perfect..

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asurix · 2 months

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dads best friend gojo x reader (in her 20s) whos home on break for the winter and gojo cant help but want her sooo bad. (Imagine her asking her dad something and calling him “Daddy” but then Gojo replies!!!)

Umm!! stop pookie! trynna make me wet my pants??? LMAO jk jk, but i personally think this was NGH sooo i had another request in my inbox anddd i think this one caught my eye the MOST because you helped me create a scenerio! tysm anon MWAA. my teacher almost caught me writing this! im writing this in school... i wanted to write it in a new way so sorry if its not like how i use to write.

GENRE: NSFW/SMUT, dom!gojo, sub!reader, fem!reader.

CONTENT WARNING: Oral sex,praising,vaginal sex,virgin!reader,daddy kink, pet names, degrading, sex talk,dirty talk,sadist and swearing.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 GOJO

your fathers bestfriend, the man that you felt close to, he was quite older than you but you saw him kind of your second dad.

''I think that skirt looks cute on you, princess'' the white haired man responded, ''you think?, it shows my clevage a lot, honestly i think ill just pick ano-'' you got cut off, ''n-no!'' he cleared his dry throat, ''i think its really...cute..dont- change it.'' he looked serious. ''a-alright ill buy it...''

Gojo was kind of protective over you...he adored you as his own. So much that sometimes you doubt your fathers love for you, but you knew deep down he loved you the most, as he fought for custody over you.

Gojo chose to live for a while with you guys, just for the winter break, you saw it as a little long sleep over, all tho it was 1 month so it was as if he lived with you guys for the month, a month has passed and you 3 were living togheter, it wasn't akward at all since you've known him since you were born. ''UNO!! i win!'' you cheered, ''i was so close!''

Gojo groaned, ''Im gonna drink a cup of water'' Gojo said getting up from the floor and dropping the cards on the table, he walked to the kitchen and disapeared after he stepped inside the door, Oh dammit, i forgot to ask dad to buy me chocolate from the store, he should be here, you thought to yourself,

''Daddy!'' you yelled out from the livingroom, ''yes?'' you heard a man voice. but it was...lighter, was it really you're father who answered or was it... you couldn't even finish saying what you were saying in you're head, you ran to the kitchen to see who had actually answered, you were hoping you'd see your father,

black hair, earrings, long hair but no you saw instead a lanky man with slim fingers wrapped around a cup from the cabinet, white hair, taller, it was not your father...it was your fathers Bestfriend, Gojo

''Gojo? w-why did you respond?'' you stuttered, you lost in mind why did he respond? is he playing a prank on me? you thought to yourself until you snapped out of your mind just to hear the lanky man say something you hadn't thought would come from your fathers bestfriends mouth,

''Mhm...well im you're daddy aren't i? only thing your daddy and i can't relate is that, he can't make you feel good...but i can'' he curled up a smile, putting the cup in the sink just to walk up to you and grab you're chin, ''and im planning on making my princess feel really good~''

he chuckled, grabbing you're ass and groping it, you were so confused, you didn't even know what was happening? ''w-wait what are you-'' you got cut off by the mans, glossy,soft,saliva slicked lips on yours, connecting like bluetooth(i had to..) you couldn't help but moan between the kiss,

''dont worry princess... i will make you feel good'' he grinned, he picked you up and went to his room, he threw you on the bed and got on top of you, ''spread you're legs for me princess'' he demanded, you spread you're legs,

exposing the wet panties you were wearing under you're skirt, ''what a sight, i bet i can make it even wetter.'' he groaned in you're ear, he ripped off you're panties of you and started brushing his finger on you're cunt, you moaned softly jolting at his cold touch,

''toru~'' you moaned, ''dont worry baby, ill make you feel really good i promise you'' he lowered his lips to you're wet cunt, giving it a kitty lick, before pushing his tounge inside you're gushy walls, “satoru~!!” You moaned out, “ does it feel good mhm?” he groaned in you're ear. ''y-yes gojo ah~''

you cried out, he lined his hard cock and rammed inside you, causing you to yelp, he continued assaulting you're tight cunt for more than minutes wich felt like hours, you felt so dizzy like you were about to pass out at anytime, ''satoru! uh~~ngh~ slow down!'' you stuttered, the white haired man laughing it off and continued fucking the soul out of you're virgin body, you're innocence relying on satoru.

''toru~ FUCK!'' you whinged, he continued fucking you without mercy, hitting your g-spot everytime, he used his thumb to overstimulate your clit, you're legs keep shaking, pleasure building in your abdonment, ''toru- i-i im so close ah!'' you cried out,

''almost finished princess'' his cock started twitching barley fitting you're tight virgin cunt, threatning to release, after a few thrust he finally released his hot seed inside you filling you in one single round, you both groaned, everything was going fine until you heard keys opening the front door, you pushed satoru out of you're wet cunt, you're combined juices gushing out in one swift move, you got your clothes and scrambled to put them on, before you could put on you're pants you're father came in catching you both

he's mouth wide open in shock and anger, ''so this is what you've been doing with my daughter satoru?!'' you're father yelled at the unbothered blue eyed man, ''not really she is kind of clueless her virgin cunt was sucking me in good'' he chuckled to himself before looking at you giving you a slight wink you couldnt help but scoff, dragging ur fathers attention from satoru to you,

''oh young lady you are in so much shit i cant even explain it'' he shook his head in disapointment, ''dad im 22...'' you laughed, ''but you live under my roof get a job'' you're father shut satoru's door and stormed off you could hear his footsteps fading out, ''i hate you satoru'' you groaned ''love you to princess'' satoru smiled, ''round 2?''

''Fuck off satoru''

#jjk #jjk smut #smut #jjk men #satoru gojo jjk #saturo gojo #jujutsu kaisen #modern au #౨ৎ — archive

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daegall · 2 years

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pairing: brother's best friend!hyuck x reader

genre: angst, hurt comfort, slight fluff, unrequited love on both sides but reader likes renjun and hyuck likes reader but renjun only got close to reader for their best friend :(, brothers best friend!AU

warnings: umm mentions of murder, lots of unrequitedness

word count: 885 words

a/n: hi omg i know it's been a hot minute but i thought of htis and . boom except it wasn't supposed ot be this angst LOL

networks/taglist: @neoturtles @kflixnet @k-radio @nct-writers + @soobin-chois @markhyuckselca @jaehunnyy <3

You feel like absolute shit. You know you look like it too.

You've been in bed for around what seems like 3 hours now, but with your curtains being closed all day, you're not sure how long you've spent in bed. What time is it?

Despite that, you don't make an effort to check, you don't want to move. Your mind is racing, busy with rushing thoughts trying to distract yourself from the events you've encountered a few hours ago. Your eyes are sore, so is your nose, and you can barely feel the tip of your fingers as they've been digging into your blanket for so damn long.

Why did it have to be you? Why couldn't it be any other human being in the world? Did god hate you? Why are you always the one with unfortunate events?

Speaking of unfortunate events, your door opens, even though you know hours ago you told your brother Mark specifically not to disturb you, as you had a rough day. This means two things, it's either Mark, barging in as he forgot your request, or someone else barging in. Hopefully not Renjun. You don't want to see him right now.

What seemed like 2 possibilities, have become 3, because what's at your door is neither your brother or your best friend, it's your brother's best friend. Who happens to be one of your closest friends. Who happens to be Lee Donghyuck.

"Hey Y/n, just came in here if you wanted the last slice of pizza, you know I'm not much of a pizza gu--"

Donghyuck completely freezes when he sees the state of your surroundings. Completely dark, messy, and there's a tension in here that doesn't sit right with him.

"Hey, you okay?" His previously cheerful tone has vanished, no longer useful in your presence, and is instead replaced by a concerned, and quite rough voice.

You don't answer him. But that's all he needs to know you're not okay. Not at all.

"Wanna talk about it?" The rough touch in his voice is now gone too, this time, it's replaced with a softness, a gentle and loving tone.

This time, you sit up, which makes Donghyuck more than relieved.

One moment later, however, his heart drops. You look horrible, your hair messy and eyes lightly swollen, he can see the way your lips quiver when as you let out a sigh, your hands tightening around Mark's sweater that you wear.

Instinctively, Donghyuck lets himself in the room, shutting the door firmly behind him. He doesn't bother turning on the lights, there would be no point in upsetting you that way.

His footsteps are slow, but soft, as if you were asleep. Then, there's a dip next to you, and you know he's there.

"Can... can I know about it?"

Your head turns to him, and he looks... so genuine. His eyes are pooled with worry and such concern that you've longed for, and his hands that leave his hoodie pockets for yours are warm and comforting.

Your voice shakes as you mumble softly, "He got close to me just to be close to my best friend."

Donghyuck's heart shatters when your eyes instantly well up again. He rubs his thumbs across your knuckles smoothly.

He doesn't need to hear the names to know. It's Huang Renjun, who you've been crushing on for months on end now.

When your head meets his shoulder, he asks, "Why didn't you tell Mark?"

"He would murder Renjun,"

"What makes you think I wouldn't?"

Your head lifts from his shoulder. "Hyuck," There's a light frown of your lips that clearly state how you disagree with his words, but Donghyuck can't find himself taking you seriously. Not when his heart is beating so dangerously fast when you call him by his nickname.

"Alright, alright," He chuckles in defeat, leaning down to press your head back to his shoulder. "I promise I won't murder the piece of shit who used you. Definitely not mad at him or anything."

Why wouldn't he be mad? When someone is taking advantage of someone he cares so dearly for? For taking away the person he's loved for years now?

You stay there together, huddled up in a bundle on your bed, you seeking for comfort, and Donghyuck gladly providing it for you. The silence isn't exactly that comfortable, but it isn't awkward either. It's... sad. You're sad. Donghyuck's mad. But now is not the time to act. It's time to settle into your feelings and really find out how you feel.

Donghyuck dead set on his, he has been since Mark approved of his crush on you.

"Wanna tell Mark anytime soon?" The silence is broken with this question, as Donghyuck presses a very subtle peck on your hairline.

"In... in a minute, please," You plead, burying yourself deeper into his embrace. "I'm not ready to face the furious lion inside him. You know, that one where he gets mad,"

Donghyuck's chuckle resonate through your ear, as your ear presses into his neck. It causes you to follow along, feeling his nod gently nudge against your forehead. "I get that. And I'll be here for as long as you want. I'm not going anywhere."

He'll wait for you. He'll wait for eternity if he has to. He's not going to give up on you, even if it'll take years for you to love him back.

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notsoattractivearenti · 1 year

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Polar Opposites (Christian Pulisic x Reader) - Part 2

WC: 1.4K

Warnings: curse words

A/N: I honestly didn't plan on writing this second part this soon but here it is 🤭 Huge thanks to @ariddletobesolved for her help! 💗 Hope you all enjoy and I'd love to hear your thoughts thru reply/reblog/ask 🫶 If you wanna be added to the taglist let me know 😊 Feedbacks are highly appreciated!

| PART 1 | PART 3 | PART 4 |

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Planning a party is one of your favorite things to do, but this time you couldn’t even enjoy doing so because you had to plan an engagement party with someone you pretty much despised – it was such a nightmare. The previous day, Christian agreed to come to your place to discuss the arrangement.

“Black and white. Simple.”

“Black and white? Wha- Are we throwing them a fucking funeral? No. Pick other colors, Christian. Don’t be so basic.”

“Oh, like you have a better suggestion?”

“Umm, as a matter of fact I do. I’m thinking light blue, ivo-“

Christian gagged, “Yuck, soft colors? Too feminine, sounds horrible. Veto.”

“Sure, I forgot how “masculine” you are for a second,” you rolled your eyes, responded to his objection sarcastically, “of course “feminine” colors give you the ick.”

“Hey don’t twist my words! That’s not what I’m saying!” Christian shouted.

You and Christian spent more than 2 hours just arguing over the theme and color scheme for the party. Claire and Nick put you and Christian in charge of everything – they only informed you about the date and possible guest list – so both of you had to plan the whole thing together. You two shared the same goal: to make this party perfect for the happy couple – but had very different approaches.

- - -

“Listen... Outdoor dinner is so romantic. You can literally look at the night sky, and the lights, oh... Bet you they would love it!”

“Why outdoor when we can do it indoors? It’s sheltered, we can control the temperature inside, no bugs... Need I say more?” He argued.

- - -

“Carrot cake. Definitely carrot cake.” He suggested.

“Nooooo,” you whined, “you literally have the worst taste in everything. Disgusting!”

“What do you mean ‘disgusting’? It’s fucking delicious!”

“It is most certainly not. But Red Velvet is, so let’s just go with that.”

“Veto!”

- - -

“I think we should go with plated dinner. It’s a lot more sophisticated. And simple. An-“

“Jesus, Christian!” You interrupted him. “How is that even simple? Have you ever planned a dinner party before???”

“Okay then, please explain how the fuck could a buffet be better than plated dinner???”

“Buffet is the only right choice! What if some of the guests don’t like the food? With a buffet at least they have more options. It’s not even the wedding!” You insisted.

- - -

It was almost impossible for both of you to find a common ground. He thought your idea was too complicated and took a lot longer to plan, while you thought his was too effortless and didn’t feel special at all. You two kept pushing your ideas to each other and were too stubborn to compromise.

“Do you want to plan a party or not? Stop messing around and for fuck’s sake, just decide on something!” At this point, Christian had lost most of his patience.

“I was never messing around in the first place! Ugh,” you grunted, “I’m so close on murdering you, you pigheaded douchebag.”

“Please, Y/N, kill me now,” he replied mockingly, “I’d rather die than have to go through this shit with you.”

“That’s it, I need a fucking break,” you said as you stood up and aggressively grabbed your phone, “I’ll be back in- you know what? Why bother?”

He rolled his eyes. “Good Lord... Sure, take all the time you need,” he muttered while watching you storm out, “it’s not like we have a deadline or something.”

You left without saying a word and gave him a middle finger before you angrily slammed the door. You were like a ticking time bomb – one more word from him and you would explode. You needed a moment to cool down after an extremely stressful time. You were aware that this was going to be hard, but not this hard. You have never met someone as infuriating as Christian, he really got on your nerves – and since you and Christian had pivotal roles in your best friends’ wedding, you had no choice but stuck with him.

Usually, when you were this upset, you would call Claire to vent. She’s a really good listener, and you always feel comfortable talking about everything to her. But right now, you couldn’t do it because you didn’t want to stress her out. She picked you as her Person of Honor and you’ve accepted every responsibility that comes with the role – you really couldn’t let her down. She didn’t need to know this struggle of yours just yet.

After walking around the neighborhood for some time, you finally felt ready to go back on planning the engagement party with Christian. But shortly before, you tried to prepare yourself by closing your eyes, took three deep breaths, then whispered to yourself: Claire, I’m gonna do my best for you.

“Oh look who’s back!” As soon as you opened the front door, you heard him shout. “You have wasted, uh...” he checked his watch, “20 minutes of planning time. We could literally use those 20 minutes to decide on foods, you know.”

You pressed your lips together and shook your head, trying not to snap at him.

“My house, my rules,” you responded calmly. “20 minutes is not even that long, anyway. You’ve been here for like, what, probably 5 hours now? And still, no decision has been made.”

“And whose fault is that?”

“Our fault, you dumbass. I mean, you could’ve written down some ideas in those 20 minutes, yet you did nothing.”

He narrowed his eyes, displeased by your answer. “Gah, fine,” he groaned, “let’s get back to business.”

“Oh, and by the way, when you were out doing whatever I got bored and went through your refrigerator,” he added. “Thanks for the ice cream and the berries, they were so good.”

“Wha- Christian!” You slapped his arm, “I just bought them this morning! I expect you to reimburse those!”

After countless arguments and disagreements, you two finally came up with a solid plan. It was such a long, hard day for both of you, but at least you were able to compromise and make big decisions together. After all, this celebration was not about you – it was about Nick and Claire.

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It was the day of the engagement party. Since 9 AM you and Christian had gone back and forth to check out the venue and make sure everything went as planned. You were nervous about this entire party, especially because you didn’t get to tell Nick and Claire since they asked you to keep the details as a surprise.

The party went great and smoothly, you were glad you didn’t have anything to worry about anymore. Everyone seemed to be having the time of their lives and the couple was very pleased with how this party turned out – from the theme and decorations, the venue, the foods and drinks, and everything else.

“Hey, Y/N,” as Christian pulled you aside, “looks like we nailed it.”

You smiled while glancing around the room. “Yeah, we really did, didn’t we?”

“Sorry I snapped at you the other day,” he apologized, “I was just really stressed out back then.”

You nodded, “yeah, I’m sorry too. I swear we’re just too different! But at least we worked well together for tonight.”

There was a moment of silence between you and Christian until Nick and Claire came and greeted you both.

“Great job you guys! This is a lot better than I expected!” Claire couldn’t stop gushing over the party.

“Thank you so much, Y/N, Christian. You threw an amazing party together! I can see how great of a team you both are,” Nick said, he was beaming the entire time.

You and Christian silently shared a look at one another, you both were very proud of how well you put this beautiful celebration despite your differences – strong differences. He then gave you a nod and a wink, and you jokingly gagged in response.

Deep down, you agreed with Nick – you really were a great team. Who would’ve thought you could get along?

“I mean… Between the two of us, I’m the one with more brain cells, so…”

And… there it is. Yes, that one sentence reminded you how Christian was still irritating - just not as bad as before. At this point, you still didn’t know Christian very well, but you knew that the moment you and him getting along was temporary. Despite that, however your feeling towards him might be, you still had to cooperate with him until the wedding is over.

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#christian pulisic #christian pulisic x y/n #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic imagines #christian pulisic fanfic #christian pulisic fic #christian pulisic fic series #polar opposites series

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t00nyah · 1 year

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so. i was very bored. and on character ai there's an alternate timeline ai that can come up with things that could happen and such. so i was like. okay let's go wild let's make an au were octarians won the great turf war. so there it is, an au created with ai deciding what would change in characters' lives, what would they end up doing, and, of course, me finilazing it with my headcanons and adding some flavour to some of ideas.

so. yep. octarians won, and, just like in original series, the losing side, inklings, are living in the domes. in my head they still have the great zapfish, while octarians go into a more sci-fi direction and make their own power sources. inklings are...kind of almost erased from their history. i don't know why it clicked in my head, it just did, maybe there's a better way to implement things, okay. x)

onto the characters...

callie and marie didn't form a duet without contest and end up having the most ordinary jobs. i know, right?

callie is a teacher and marie is a journalist! i personally really loved callie as a teacher and i'm just. yeah. marie. you know. marie had me suffering.

i would have design notes here but there's not much to tell so if there's something catching your eye that you think might mean something - it probably does. idk.

i took pearl's money. that's right. now she's forced to work as barista. by me. i want you to know that it was VERY hard to decide what would pearl do now that i stole her money but holy fuck coffee shop aus got to me. (i'm also very proud of the logo i came up with hehe)

alright. so. there's a hard one. and by that i mean in my headcanons three's family is ... one of those traditional families ... you know what i mean. so... here goes kaori, using she/her and having a big identity crisis she's not really able to solve. a little hard when you're not so sure what to make out of it and don't know if you can tell anyone how you feel. kaori does not like when adults make the distinction between girl things and boy things, she's not that into skirts honestly, she's just wearing it to please her parents. kaori is studying to become a scientist to work on improving life in the domes. that's good, right?

speaking of scientists, of course there's an extraordinary - marina ida. we all know marina, she's too smart for all of us. she's helping in multiple researches and is very widely known. (and also gets lots of MONEY for that). *re-reads ai's entry on marina and looks away* UMM okay i totally forgot that part where she's also a professor in university. WELL NOW I KNOW the context to something else. maybe.

so, eight... nana in this au *looks at coroika*, is a student (idk, highschool maybe...i dunno i dunno i think i messed up) who got a bit carried away with a project. and started her research on inklings, because there's a theory going among the historians that the inklings still do exist... so nana, as a very passionate when she has interest octoling, goes to explore on her own! she gets into the domes and meets kaori eventually, who's...got a good eye on weird features and recognises nana as an octoling. not exactly friendly at first, but what can a squid like her do anyways?

eventually they kinda get stuck along because nana wants to KNOW. kaori just desides to go against her better judgement and give her a tour. and leads her to the best coffee shop she knows. they bond with each other eventually and become friends :) and nana works hard to get heard and get inklings to surface somehow maybe, though it doesn't seem like they want it THAT much? i mean, they're established their society already, why would they? they be chillin'. (but yes kaori gets to see the surface FOR SURE.)

i REALLY didn't want to leave four alone on her introductory pic poor lonely squid</3 so there she is! surume, that one school student who's drawing on each lesson(me). she's also *looks at ai's statement* is popular on social media for her art.

she doesn't really meet kaori that often, but when their class goes to see a college where kaori studies, you know, to show their possibilities, where they could go after school or something like that, so they sort of...know of each other? very awkwardly and formally have met each other? kaori will probably die of embarassment when sees surume again because thinks she made a bad impression? lol!

if you follow me you may have noticed that i'm projecting my gender crisis on three hard and usually the one they're consulting with is four... and it stays true to this au, i really want kaori to talk things out and, ay, it's way easier to open up to a stranger sometimes. so yeah. i think it will happen in my au. surume explaining kaori all the stuff about gender identity and sexuality because there's a little more of society pressure in this au... they'll get there eventually.

bonus: ref for marina in her regular clothing! she's so pretty...

another bonus: marina meeting a pretty barista...

so yeah. yeah. marina gets into the domes because nana has caught her interest with her project, so she meets pearl. because if pearlina doesn't happen the universe will explode and we all know that.

also there were doodles i made on our first wbf that you now know the context for :]

thank you for reading this far! it was... a long one... yep. i also really want to thank everyone who's following me fr fr i'm very happy to get feedback and to know that you enjoy my art! love ya'll<3 /p

separate versions under cut

#splatoon #splatoon au #takopolis au #thats what i call it FOR NOW bc i have no better name for the city :(#agent 3 #agent 8 #agent 4 #callie splatoon #marie splatoon #marina splatoon #pearl splatoon #FINALLY its been....*uses calc* ALMOST TWO WEEKS since i started #yeah no that's literally almost as much as i spent on 24hour setup and splatoween splatfest (its 18 days vs. 13 days)

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asteriaas-stuffs · 2 years

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Things i have realized after being into manifestation for 4 yrs . (Does have vent . TW : Suicide and depression)

1 . Don't relay on subliminal ( I used to relay on subliminal more than myself. I was tooo extreme. I used to have headache . My self concept was if i have headache from listening subliminal then i will get result . I'm disgusted with my self concept . One day i had headache to the point i would literally faint . )

2 . WORK ON SELF CONCEPT ( Don't come for me telling you don't need self concept or believe to get desire. Listen here from experience did subliminal work for me NO why because of my self concept did i believe in it YES . Was i too focused in it YES . Did i get my SP NO . DID i try thousands of technique YES . Did i get result NO . The shitty self concept of mine was to have result you have see in 3d . I would look in my mirror telling i have bad body ( Came from toxic household mom gaslights me . Bullied whole my scl life . People pleaser. Has ed , In depression for 5yrs going strong,tried suicide thousand times , SA , Trauma childhood,victimizing myself rather than working on self concept ). Here i wanted to accepted by others but not myself . My self concept was shitty . I would cry all day rather than focusing and taking care of myself . Didn't put effort . But i only have worked on my self concept after my +2 . And it made difference. Feel good in my body . Although victimizing happens but i would sway away those thoughts . Started wearing my body type of clothes . I have hourglass figure and my parents always made their choice in my every step including clothes .bro i wasn't over weight . I guess when i was in 8-10 i was 55kg for 5'3 ft . Then currently I'm 60kg for 5'5ft . Umm as i told it was okay my weight but my b**bs were big from childhood and i gain weight all over b**bs ,a** and thigh so that makes my body look over weight i guess . Listen some need excuses to make other feel not good . Trust me i was girl they wouldn't date. And I'm girl they want to date . All of those who bullied me are fcking in my dm telling i look gorgeous now . Did i used appearance change subliminal NO . Did i change my body NO . Did i do change anything NO . Did i change my confidence A BIG YES . Did it made difference YES . Whether you want to be like past me (loser bitch who fcking didn't stand up for herself even she got chances) or work on your self concept and live your dream life . Choice is yours to make . Cry all day and night OR leave those shitty believes out .

3 .Man you don't have anything to lose manifesting so why freaking not doing it . It's not you're in casino playing games with bet of your life . Bish you don't have anything to lose . You will freaking gain .

4 . Persist ( I know it's hard to ignore 3d as you have already read above . Listen if you can't ignore 3d then bish gaslight yourself. Trust me it helps . Someone staring . They ain't staring because you're ugly bish . They're staring because you are GODDAMN GORGEOUS. In the mirror you see yourself and be I'm ugly . Yes because it's your thoughts . No one will come out of your mirror and tell you No ,snow white you're aren't ugly . Work on your self concept . If you see yourself ugly then how the hell you expect others to see beauty in you . Your eyes isn't seeing your beauty and you go ramping i wish someone sees the hidden beauty in me like hidden???? Miss you're already beautiful . Bish even you're drop dead gorgeous but tell you're ugly no one will believe you . Think some people are wanting to be you . Some want to be with you . So why are you down grading yourself . Trust me whenever you're in mirror gaslight yourself how beautiful you're. How gorgeous you look . You're perfect ( oh i forgot you are ) . How clear is your skin . God . Please.

4 . 3 days challenge or 10k affirmation ( honestly it's the best challenge for me to work on my self concept . Create a affirmation you think it's easy . And just doing everything affirm that affirmation in your head . It's easy babe . )

5 . Lastly,take rest ( go on self date ,grab a coffee . Financially struggling even I'm broke to the point i don't have a single cent but taking a stroll doesn't cost money or even cleaning your favorite place . Cook ,watch YouTube, try mediation ,take a stroll in neighborhood , enjoy ,be grateful ,do small things that makes you and inner child happy , stop being people pleaser, cut off toxic people because babe you can't grab on something forever that's gonna hurt you to the point you're tearing in pieces, have fun and find peace in yourself and aloneness . Idc whatever others tell me but I'm very lonely person . I don't have friends . I broke contact with everyone because of my childhood trauma issues but i find it peaceful . I sleep all day in my small crooked bed . Sometimes house isn't peaceful because moving out broke will only make me homeless . I live in Nepal and I can't get part time job and moving from brown parents is like a sin they will rather break you apart rather than move out . I think I'm venting alot . Anyways love do what makes you happy . Before putting others at 1st . Please try to put yourself first there . You deserve that place . You deserve to be loved , healed, happy no matter what .

#void state #subconscious #manifesation #law of assumption #affirmyourreality #dream life #vent post #i am god #10k affirmations #affirm and persist

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lexxierave · 8 months

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When Fate Intervenes- tasm!Peter Parker x Reader Part 8

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7]

As quickly as the moment began it ended with the ringing of Peter's phone.

He silently cursed the thing because he'd rather have you checking on him to see if he was ok then answer it, even though he was supposed to be checking up on you.

"Parker! What are you doing just sitting around?! Well stay there you're fired!" His boss J. Jonah Jameson berated his ears as soon as he picked up.

Yep. Great talking to you too. J.J.. Peter thought before he saw the look on your face.

"What?" Peter asked, confused but the sad look on your face.

"Did you just get fired because you came to check up on me instead of chasing after Spider-Man?" You questioned him.

"Oh. Don't worry about it. He fires me at least 5 times a day." Peter joked trying to lighten the mood. "Trust me something will happen and he'll come back offering my job back or acting like he never fired me."

"Parker, that's very toxic. Do you at least make him give you raises for all the grief he's put you through?" You pointedly asked him

"Umm…yeah trying to get J. Jonah Jameson to give out a raise is harder than proving if there's multiple universes." Peter explained before his phone rang again.

"Yes, sir. '' Peter answered and knew he was going to go heh walked all over because he was too nice of a guy.

So you snatched the phone out of his hand.

"Hey!" Peter protested but you ignored him as you took a quick step away from him.

"J.J., y/n here. Listen if you want the best picture of Spider-Man that you've been getting you better give Parker a raise." You warned the man on the other end.

"Y/n? Never heard of you. Alright kid, you have yourself a deal. I'll raise his rate $1 a photo. But just this once." He agreed and hung up.

You smiled and handed Peter back his phone.

"Well Parker, I don't know what your rate was but you're now a $1 a photo richer." You proudly told him.

And you could feel that warmth inside you again as he gave you a lopsided smile.

"You're incredible." He beamed at you.

"Now you just have to hold up your end of the agreement." You warned him.

"What end? What agreement?" He quickly asked, confused.

"You have to prove there's a multiverse." You teased him. "But until then you'd better go before you get fired again."

Peter almost forgot about the request for more Spider-Man pictures. He'd much rather stay in your small apartment underneath his own. Surrounded by your warmth and teasing manner. Something that was growing on Peter and he could just imagine the conversations the two of you could have if you knew about his Spider-Man alter ego.

No. Peter promised never again. And he meant that. He had to stop thinking like that. Thinking like that is how…

It doesn't matter now. He wasn't going to make that same mistake again. And that's all this was. A mistake.

"Yeah I'd better go." Peter agreed, turning to leave, "glad you're doing ok."

If there were candles lit you would swear this would be the part where they all suddenly blow out.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned so cold and you had no idea why. Maybe you went too far? Was it with talking to his boss? Or maybe he didn't like all the teasing? You could see both of those things being problems but Peter really needed to stick up for himself. Didn't he know his work was worth more than what they were probably paying him? And you knew he was probably joking with the five times a day figure for being fired but something told you the number was close to that. And that thought just didn't sit well with you. Peter deserved more in your eyes and that was just in the short time you got to know him but he was too nice a guy, if that was even a thing.

At that thought you said your final goodbyes with Peter before shutting the door behind him. Once you had him out of your sights you rushed back over to your laptop. Peter's visit may have actually been of help to you after all.

Peter sighed against y/n's door. Relief hit him when he heard her typing away. He felt the atmosphere get colder the moment he turned away from her too but he had to do it. He was pulling them too close to him. And close to him was where it was dangerous. And he wanted you safe.

After last night he realized part of that but it didn't fully hit him until she didn't turn up for class the next morning. He spent the whole session thinking about why they weren't and each thought was worse than the last.

He made it a point to volunteer to give them their homework and check-in on her.

He needed to make sure her mental and physical health was ok.

As Peter took the stairs up to his apartment he cursed himself for letting those bruises happen.

He should have gotten to y/n quicker.

He vowed to next time if there was a next time

In the meantime, he vowed to keep her at a safe distance so it wouldn't happen again.

"Ha! Finished!" You triumphantly cheered as you finally finished your paper on Peter.

You did a quick read through of it to make sure everything looked good before emailing it to your professor.

"Well, now that that's done I've got the rest of the day to do whatever." You said to yourself.

Taking a look at the clock you realized it was time to eat again.

Has Peter really been here that long? Or did it just take you that long to write that paper?

Time with him seemed to go slower the more you spent with him. And what was with that warm feel you started to get? Were you actually getting sick? Did that robber give you some kind of virus or something?

That's all you needed, a cold.

You decided you'd better treat yourself to a night out on the town and that you'd grab cold medicine while you were out.

Part 9

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Stan, Kyle, Kenny, and Butters reaction to you killing someone infront of them🔪🩸🩸🫠🫠

Warnings: Mentions of blood and violence

Gender: Neutral

💙 Stan Marsh 💦

Holy shit dude!

He knows full on well that a lot of crazy things happen in south park, but this is very unexpected of you. You just shot an old man at the back of the head when he was trying to touch a little kindergartener inappropriately.

Stan just watched right behind as blood from the old man got your clothes.

He doesn't know what to do or say. Should he be mad at you? Should he be afraid of you?? He doesn't know!

"Yuck, his blood got all over my clothes" You pulled out a lighter and settled the old man's body on fire to get rid of the evidence. Leaving Stan still in shock.

Stan obviously talked to Kyle about this, since he was a bit too nervous to confront you about what you just did.

"Dude! they just pulled a gun out of nowhere and just shot him! what am I supposed to do?"

Yep, Stan was freaking out a little for quite a while.

He planned to talk to you about it when it was time for you guys' cuddling session.

But you were just sitting on his couch after his mom got you some snacks. I guess he doesn't have to wait then..-

"Hey Stan!" he jolted up and turned to face you as you made a hand signal telling him to come closer to you.

"Do you want to watch some movies with me? <3" you had an innocent-like smile on your face as If you didn't even do anything-

You both watched plenty of movies and eating snacks, but Stan did end up confronting you.

"Hey Y/n...what was today all about?" "Oh, you mean when I killed that pedophile?"

"Umm yeah...you know you didn't have to kill him you know" Stan stared at you as you snicker silently.

"Yeah, maybe you're right..but he had it coming for obvious reasons you know"

Stan smirked as he ruffled your hair gently.

"Haha you're so dangerous n/n.." he planted a kiss on your cheek.

"Cute and dangerous is more like it"💙💙💙💙💙

💚 Kyle Broflovski 🧃

I'ma be honest, he kinda never expected you'd be the type of person to actually pull something off like this...but oh damn he was wrong.

You and Kyle were hanging out at stark's park, Kyle went to get you and him some food and drinks since you mentioned that you were hungry and thirsty.

But after he was done coming back with the food and drinks, he couldn't believe what he had just seen.

He sees you standing next to a corpse of a 6th grader with their hands on their neck as If they were strangled.

Kyle almost dropped the snacks and drinks. But he put them on the bench.

You then proceeded to kick the body into the lake to hide it, you didn't realize that Kyle was back so you flinched when you turned around to see him staring at you in shock.

"Good god! Y/n what the hell???" Kyle's expression changed into a serious frown.

"What are you doing?" He said with a bit of anger in his voice as he approached you closer.

"Oh...hey Kyle!" You chuckled a bit nervously.

"What do you mean 'hey Kyle!'? why did you just kill that person?!" You backed up a bit but he moved closer to you again waiting for your answer.

"I didn't like the way he was talking shit about you yesterday, it pissed me off for some reason..." You looked down at the ground with guilt in your eyes. Kyle had a look on his face indicating that he is really confused now.

"What are you talking about Y/n? It wasn't a 6th grader it was the fatass"

"Wait what???" Now you were the one that was confused, you just killed a person for no reason.

"So I just killed somebody for no reason then....are you going to turn me in for this...?"

Kyle loves you deeply, but turning you into the police would mean he will never get to see you again and having the thought of losing you would be the last thing he ever wants to happen.

You both talked for quite a long time when he allowed you to sleepover at his house.

It didn't take him too long to get over what you did, but he doesn't want you going around and killing people randomly.

When you guys played some games while eating and drinking, by the end of the day you both completely forgot what happened.

And all you needed to calm down was giving you some Kyle smooches 💚💚💚💚💚

🧡 Kenny Mccormick 💥

I personally think he wouldn't mind it too much or wouldn't be surprised if you killed someone in front of him.

He has died multiple times in a row and has seen other deaths as well.

But he wouldn't in courage you to do it though, he still thinks it's wrong to do so.

If you're about to be caught for the murder, he will help you as long as you promise to not do it again even If it was on accident or in self defense.

He doesn't want you to go to jail, but he also doesn't want you to continue on like this.

He also probably won't let his parents or friends find out that he helped you If you were found on the news but they don't know your identity yet.

But if you accidentally killed him instead, that's a different story for later.

But anyways, If you're feeling guilty after Kenny lectured you.

He will do something to help cheer you up If he said anything that made you feel awful about killing people.

You're still his s/o <3🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

💛 Butters Scotch 🌟

Oh Jesus, this boy would be very terrified at you just killing someone randomly like that.

Better make sure that he doesn't end up talking to Cartman about this because you know gullible Butters can be when it comes to Cartman taking advantage of him.

Just like Stan, he doesn't know how to approach you after just witnessing what you just did.

Does this make him look like he's dating a murderer or something? He doesn't know, he's so confused and lost :(

So you'll have to be the one to comfort him.

If Cartman somehow ends up finding out, he might try to convince Butters to turn you into the police. But Butters loves you way too much to do that.

"Turn their ass in Butters, you don't want to be dating a murderer don't you?"

"But Eric! I can't do that! I'll never get to see them again!"

All Butters want is some comfort and reassurance right now, this is putting a bit too much stress on him at the moment.

"Y/n...you won't hurt or kill me just like you did to that person....right...?" Butters trembled a little in your arms.

"Of course not, that guy had it coming. But I would never hurt you Butters just like you wouldn't hurt me.." You pulled Butters closer to you and gave him a peck on the lips.

Butters smiled happily after hearing that.💛💛💛

ITS THANKSGIVING BREAK, NOW THERE'S NO SCHOOL TO STOP ME FROM WRITING!!!!😝😝😝😝😝😝

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The Clegane Brothers pt. 3

[GOT Tk-Fic]

Fic below the cut ⇣

[Ticklish!Sandor⎢Ler/Gregor]

Authors note: This is the sequel to The Clegane Brothers pt.1 & pt.2 (you're invited to read them first but you don't necessarily have to). I couldn’t help but make a little drawing of the scene once again. Hehe.

sfw nsfw

Summary: Y'all remember when Sandor trapped his big brother and tickled him to oblivion for revenge? Well, let's say the most feared knight of the kings guard won't put up with that...

warnings: this is a tickle fic⎢non-con tickling⎢foul language

Something was off. Sandor had a bad feeling for days now.

Since he made the escape out of the woods and hid a few days successfully from his vengeful brother, they first collided at the court for a training session with the other knights.

To Sandors surprise, Gregor didn't seem to seek revenge. He didn’t even talk to Sandor at first. It almost seemed as if the older one was ashamed due to the past events. The days went by and things returned to normal. Gregor acted as if nothing happened so the younger brother almost hoped the humiliation from the woods would be forgotten and never be talked about again. He'd loved to tease Gregor with the things he found out but he wasn't tired of life.

But now, about two weeks after his wicked revenge, Sandor felt like a massive storm is coming up all of a sudden. Gregs behaviour didn't change but he simply knew his brother won't just take such a humiliation. Him being so polite and unbothered was not a good but a warning sign. He probably planned something even worse, than Sandor could ever make up in his head.

What can I say? He knew his brother well. Cause he was right. Oh man, he was damn right. And then- the day came...

It was one of those warm and sunny evenings at Casterly Rock when Sandor decided to finally reach out to one of the maids, named Mable. He courted her for a long time now. He brought her flowers and wrote a few poets, even though he knew he wasn't good at it. And now, finally, he asked her to meet at one of the terraces with a great view over the sunset sea.

He had prepared a little picnic and was pretty nervous when he waited for her. Sandor wasn't used to feel such agitation. She was the most beautiful creature he ever laid his eyes on and much more important to him than all the negligible affairs before. Since he had seen Mable, he forgot about all the other girls he'd been with. Mable was not only beautiful. She was also smart and graceful with a great sense of humour. On top she wasn't panting after his highly trained knight's body like everyone else but seemed mildly unimpressed by his uncommon strength.

Of course this behaviour attracted and triggered Sandor in same measure. So he suggested to go to the training court after they finished their picnic. He planned to give her a taste of his skills and strength, hoping she'd be impressed. But things took a turn...

"Who's gonna fight me?", Sandor entered the court with Mable on his side and a lot of confidence hin his luggage.

The few men that were currently training looked at him confusedly.

"What about me?", another voice sounds from a different direction. It was -oh no-

Sandor hasn't seen his brother in the dark corner to his left, practising some shadowboxing. Even though the younger one was pretty well trained and uncommonly strong for his age, he'd never dare and challenge Gregor. The Mountain was feared among the knights, for good reasons.

But now he couldn't back down in front of the girl he desperately tried to impress. "Umm-", Sandor mumbled when Greg paused his practise and walked over to them.

"Isn't that your brother? The mountain?", Mable asked. Something in her voice had changed. She wasn't as confident anymore. It seems his presence somehow frightened her.

"That's right. But don't worry, I fought him many times before.", Sandor tried to play it cool, knowing exactly his brother always spares him. But he wasn't so sure he'd do him this favour now, after what happened.

Suddenly Greg put his arm on his little brothers shoulder what made Sandor look small next to his gigantic shape. He bowed down so his head was right behind Sandors ear and whispered loud enough, that Mable could hear him too: "So that's your new girl, huh? I bet she's not aware of your little weakness yet?"

Sandors stomach tightened but he tried not to show: "Beat it, Gregor!"

"That's perfect.", Gregor pulled his shirt over his head and then got into his typical fighting position. "I thought about my revenge a lot. Embarrassing you in front of your girl is better than anything I would've come up with!"

Sandor looked over to Mable, who was closely monitoring, shaking her head barely noticeable. "Don't."

He looked at his older brothers massive body with every muscle bulging clearly and already knew whatever was coming, he wouldn't perform well. What was also sure by now: Gregor wouldn't be as merciful this time. But turn tail before they even started wasn't an option.

Intentionally or not- Sandor also got into his fighting position, looking up to his 6.9 ft bear of a brother who was grinning from ear to ear. The younger one swallowed hard before he quickly moved forward and threw a punch. Gregor didn't dodge the attack on purpose, let his brother strike into his stone hard obliques just to show it doesn't mean shit to him.

"Adorable.", he snickered. All of a sudden his arm shot forward and caught Sandors fist who tried to land the next punch. Their eyes met for a second when Sandor realised it was over already.

The mountain turned his wrist, forcing Sandor to the ground, placing himself right above him. With his wrist tightly secured in his hand, he had full control over his little bothers body and movements.

"That's all it takes? I thought I trained you better!", Gregor shook his head disappointedly. Sandor was deeply embarrassed. He never lose that fast before, not even against his brother. That was by far his worst performance. "Let me go!" It was hard to understand what he was saying with his head being pushed into the dusty ground.

"Good joke, little one.", Gregor chuckled again. "We're not done here."

"Greg, no!", Sandors heart started racing. He didn't knew exactly what his brother would do to him but he knew he'd ruthlessly humiliate him in some way. With Mable watching.

He looked up to her from below and saw that she had her hands in front of her mouth with wide eyes.

"What's your name, precious?", Gregor ignored his brother beneath him, turning towards the maid.

"Mable.", she tried to sound confident but everyone could hear the insecurity in her voice. Some of the other knights had come closer to watch the scene. Most of them had been defeated by Sandor before, so they desired to watch the skilled knight getting his ass handed to him.

"Beautiful name. So Mable, you probably think my little brother is a respectable warrior who's going to protect you with these strong muscles.", Gregor squeezed into Sandors defined bicep, right beneath the armpit, who immediately flinched with an involuntary grunt leaving his throat.

"Well- you're wrong.", Greg snickered. "Listen up guys!", he turned towards the other knights. "Everyone who had been beaten by him, I‘ll give you some information you can deal with however you want!“

„Gregor NO! Shut up!“, the younger brother shouted strongly. He had a bad feeling about this.

„You gotta know he may be able to defeat you if you’re attacking with fists or swords - but - have you tried fingers yet?“, without further warning Gregor scribbled his free hand all over Sandors involuntary exposed ribcage.

„GREG NOHOHOO FUHUHUCK YOUHAHAHAA!!“, Sandor started twitching from left to right uncontrollably, shouting and laughing from the top of his lungs. He couldn‘t even hold it in for at least a few seconds.

The knights exchanged some irritated but amused looks while Gregor continued tickling his brothers ribs: "What's wrong, Sandor? Are we a little ticklish?"

Sandor started screaming while laughing his ass off when Gregor stayed at his back ribs, a really bad spot indeed. "PLEHEHEASE! STOHOHOP!!" He didn't dare to look up to Mable who was probably still watching the scene. Sandor was deeply embarrassed about how the situation turned out. "NOHOHO MOHORE PLEHEASE GREHEGAHAHAA!!"

All of a sudden the tickling stopped. Between his own diminishing laughter, Sandor heard a weird noise, something like the squeak of a piglet. Greg let go of him and Sandor immediately turned towards him to dodge any further attacks. The scene before him surprised the younger brother completely: Mable had sneaked up on Gregor from behind to attack him with tickles as well! Greg, wo was caught completely off guard couldn't stifle an involuntary squeak and fell off of him.

"W-What are youhu-", Sandor stumbled, still giggling, looking at the young woman in absolute disbelieve.

Gregor turned around as quick as a viper, catching her hands in a heartbeat. with her wrists captured, he got up and increased his appearance to his full size. "What do you think you're doing?"

Mable looked up to him with a cheeky smile. Her attitude had changed. Even though she has fallen into disgrace by now, she seemed confident again. "I was tickling you:", she answered with a smirk.

Gregor looked down with a stony face. He didn't know what to counter when, out of nothing, he squeaked again!

Sandor had approached from behind and clawed into his brothers ribs! Gregs arms immediately trapped his hands but he couldn't build up enough pressure to immobilise his fingers completely so Sandor continued tickling him. Every muscle in Gregors giant body tensed while he tried not to burst out laughing. His grip around Mable‘s wrists loosened while trying to figure out what to do.

"Come on guys! Help us! That's your chance to take revenge for every time he humiliated you!", Sandor invited the knights around.

That was the moment Gregor knew he needed to act. He let go of Mable and turned around to face his brother. He didn't waste a second and pounced on him to start a rigorous tickle attack. But before Gregor could lay his hands on his brothers ticklish upper body, two tiny hands squeezed into his sides from behind. "Ehehey!!" He turned his head around, still sitting on his brothers waist, only to meet Mables bold gaze. She smirked when she continued clawing into his ribs.

"Fuhuck! Stop that NOW!", Greg captured one of her hands when very sudden his other wrist was pulled backwards. He lost his balance and fell on his back. Then he saw one of the knights, who had pulled him off his brother and now kneeled on his arm. Before he could use his free hand to grab him, another knight caught it and did the same. Gregor didn't know what hit him when he suddenly laid flat on his back, two knights kneeling on his tree trunk shaped arms and another two hurrying to hold his ankles in place. "What-?! GET OFF YOU BASTARDS!"

Well- those knights might enjoyed watching Sandor being punished but Gregor?? Gregor was the epitome of harassment to them. They’d probably give their left leg to see him suffer for once.

The mountain pulled as hard as he could and - indeed! - he managed to lift up his arms slowly but surely, with the whole bodyweight of his opponents on top! His strength was inhuman!

Just when the knights realized it was a risky idea to challenge this monster of a man, his brother rose up in front of him. His eyes had a fierce glance. "You're going to suffer SO BAD for this."

"Sandor-", Gregor shook his head in a warning manner. "You'll regret this!"

"How could I regret this?", he smirked when he kneeled down next to his brother. Then he slid one finger up and down his side, drawing little circles here and there. The muscles on Gregors upper body bulged out again. "Ahhrghh. DON'T!"

"Wan't a piece of the cake too?", Sandor grinned over to Mable who came closer with an evil smirk. She seemed proud of her actions.

"Sit down.", he winked at her and she kneeled on Gregors left.

"You thought it would be a nice revenge to humiliate me in front of my girl? Well, you underestimated her.", Sandor smirked, then made an inviting gesture. "Ladies first."

Mables smile widened when she started wiggling her fingers at Gregor, who's eyes widened. He seemed to be unable to accept what was going on here. Again, he tried his best to get out, while shaking his head. "Nonono! Don't you dare!"

"Oh I dare!", she snickered when her sharp nails started skittering all over his ribcage. Gregor immediately lost it: "EHEHEVIL BIHITCH! KNOHOCK IT OFF!"

"Wow he's indeed very ticklish!", she giggled, surprised about his intense reaction.

"Right?", Sandor snickered. "I always wanted to test how bad his armpits are." He moved is hands in his direction and watched Gregor go crazy about it.

"NOHO FUHUCK NOO! DON'T TOHOUCH ME!", he sounded pretty fed up but the involuntary giggling due to the soft tickling of Mable destroyed his fearsomeness.

"I'll be gentle, don't worry.", Sandor smirked when he slid one finger from Gregors elbow down his bicep.

"FUHUCKING PRIHICK!!", Gregor tried everything in his power to free himself but for the first time (in forever?) nothing helped. Six opponents at once that were also aware of his probably biggest weakness was simply too much. He was inferior.

When Sandor finally reached his exposed armpit, a helpless scream slipped out of Gregors throat: "AHHHAHAAA PLEHEHEASE DON'T!! SAHAHANDOR!"

"I think I never saw someone as ticklish as him! Wow!", one of the knights chuckled.

"I mean you barely touch him!", another agreed.

"Yeah but we can change that!", Sandor grinned and started clawing into both of Gregors armpits at once.

An indescribable scream, followed by hysterical laughter was Gregors involuntary response to that merciless attack. While everyone was exchanging surprised looks while smirking or chuckling because of that reaction, Mable started kneading his hips softly.

Gregor, who wasn't able to threaten anymore, shook his hip from left to right, to escape her torturous hands. But Mable wasn't easy to dismiss, so she climbed on his waist to straddle it. Unfortunately her bodyweight wasn't enough for the mountain to hold still, so Sandor climbed on his chest as well. Now he was immobilised completely.

When Sandor looked down to his screaming and laughing brother, he recognised an uncommon glance on his face: Fear.

He didn't even know the mountain was able to sense such an emotion. So the younger one decided it was time to give him a break and slowly decreased the tickling. Mable also stopped and the laughter slowly subsided.

While Gregor still was breathing heavily, Sandor bent forward so his face was only a few centimetres away from Gregs.

"Do you apologise, brother?"

A contemptuously hiss was the answer.

"You sure?", Sandor snickered, clearly enjoying the power he held in this moment. He started drawing soft, little circles with his pointing finger right beneath Gregors armpit, an even worse spot he discovered.

"You little shihit!", his big brother growled when another giggle slipped. "Youhu better apohologise!"

"Wrong answer.", Sandor chuckled, while giving everyone a sign, Gregor clearly understood. "You seem to mistake the situation. You're not the one in charge here."

"SANDOR, NO! FUCK DON'T LET THEM- PLEASE! WE'RE BROTHERS!", Gregors panic grew when he noticed the knights on his ankles were taking his shoes off.

"You know the game of thrones brother. You described it to me quite a few times. Wether you win-or?", Sandor looked down at him with an evil smirk. "Say it."

"MY ASS!", Gregor shouted.

"Say. It.", Sandor started kneading his armpits, provoking helpless laughter once again.

"-ohor youhu diehehee!", Gregor gave in, laughing desperately.

"Correct! Since you lost, it’s time to die now!", Sandor celebrated when all at once started tickling a certain spot:

The knights that were sitting on his legs spidered their fingers over his bare soles, the ones on his arms were targeting an armpit each while Mable focused on his thighs. Sandor was still kneeling on top of his hips, kneading his sides and ribs mercilessly.

That was too much for the mountain, who remained more of a molehill, at best.

“BAHAHAHA-BAHAASTAHARDS!! I’LL KIHILL Y’AHAHAALL!!”, he screamed on top of his lungs before his words drowned in a hysterical laughing fit.

“Aww poor brother, are you too sensitive to handle a little tickling?”, Sandor mocked, knowing he’d be doomed himself if he was sin Gregors shoes. “Look at the fierce Mountain, everyone! Collapsing under a few skittering fingers!”

“FUHUCK OHOFF!”, Greg groaned tortured between the high-pitched laughter.

“Hopefully our enemies won’t figure this out!”, one of the knights chuckled.

“The’d probably switch their swords to a more effective weapon. Such as feathers!”, another one laughed along.

“Shush!”, Mable acted as if she wanted to protect Gregor, only to go one better: “It must be hard for him to train his whole life and maintain the facade of a fierce warrior only to have it destroyed in seconds because of this big weakness he can do nothing about!”

Gregor, who was still laughing uncontrollably, didn’t get much of the conversation but he knew they were making fun of him. He hasn’t been humiliated like this his whole life. And he knew he couldn’t take much more. No more teasing but especially no more tickle torture.

“I’LL PEHEEEL OFF YOUR SKIHIN AHAND EHEAT IT FOHOR DIHINNER!!”, he threatened, helplessly laughing.

“What did you say? Couldn’t understand due to all that laughter bubbling out of your mouth.”, Sandor chuckled poking his abs continuously.

“LIHISTEN YOUHU FUHUCKERS!! HE’S MY BRHOHOTHER AND SHE’S AHAHA GIHIRL BUHUT YOUHU-“, Gregor turnt to the knights, that were totally absorbed in tickling him to pieces. “-I’LL TAHAHAKE YOUR LIHIVES IF YOUHU DON’T STAHAHAP RIHIGHT NOW!! I MEHEAN IT!!” Gregor almost failed to finish his sentence due to all the laughter and upcoming coughing.

Well, that threat had an impact finally. The knights exchanged knowing looks, aware of the ruthlessness the giant warrior normally shows. They knew he wasn’t joking.

“Don’t listen to him! That’s empty talk! The king would punish him endlessly if he harms any of you.”, Sandor tried to prevent them from turning their back on him.

“I’LL MAHAKE IT LOHOOK LIKE AHAN ACCIDEHENT!”, Gregor countered with all the discipline he had left. The knights had stopped the tickling when one suddenly rose up. He had secured one of his arms so Greg didn’t waste any time and grabbed the other one that still kneeled on his other forearm.

“I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt me! I’m sorry!”, he immediately pleaded, even though there were still four people securing the rest of Gregors body.

Sandor, who realised it’s only a matter of time, Gregor would free himself completely, exchanged a warning look with Mable: "Run!"

She looked from him to Gregor who slowly but surely rose up. "B-But you-"

"I'll be fine! Now leave!", Sandor demanded while giving his everything to hold his brother down.

Mable didn't seem convinced but she rose up and hurried to make a run from it. She knew she wasn't able to protect Sandor from him so she decided to at least save herself. The other knights immediately did the same, hoping they could somehow get away with what they've done.

Only seconds later, Sandor was left alone with his exhausted brother who was still boiling with rage. Without much effort the Mountain freed himself and pinned Sandor beneath him.

"Truce?", the younger one asked with intimidation.

The evil smirk on his brothers lips was answer enough.

"You know how it is, Sandor. Power is power. And you'll have a taste of mine now."

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pinkandpurple360 · 3 months

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You asked to send u asks about striker so i will. Umm sorry for writing them all in one ask and being kinda messy, feel free to answer them in any order or dismiss. Honestly your points on viv shows were very interesting so i want to discuss things.

1. How you would write striker, if you were led scriptwriter with full power over plot choices?

2. I totally agree that it's pretty BIG LOSS there is no characters who can back him up and he is so lonely (he even bothered by imps who sing flattering songs about him and swears at them, despite being shown as being a bit Self-glorifying. Statue moment. Can he be an narcissist character in canon story?..).... While somehow other characters magically got all the good royal lads, but he got no friends from his own class, but annoying fans (that aren't even creeps like fans of Fizz)?.. Uhhh??.. And he is totally alone and self-isolating?

Would be ironic if striker would be cured from his worldview with having relationships with good™ royal later. Honestly if he was swapped with blitz in stolitz there would be much less drama from his side and more of traumatized Stolas i believe. I think striker wouldn't be avoidant unloved guy to run away like blitz, i think Striker wouldn't avoid the possibility of destroying him morally and physically, from the first ep he appeared in, it seems like he is perfectly capable of manipulation and pretending.

But honestly, i look on all HB plot from "can barely analyze canon because memory conditions", and i look too much into explaining plot from characters and world perspective, than from "why creators represent characters certain way", because... Honestly im never interested in creator, but canon? Gotta somehow live with it and other fans who would eat me for not going with popular fanon and canon. Never checked Viv's socials.

3. The supremacist thing. Honestly, when i first saw that moment, uhh... I thought they were (i forgot who said this sorry 😭😭) just trying to insult him, not that it's treated as something bad?.. Can you explain more how narrative treats him badly for it?

I don't think "character insulting other" = "author tells their true opinion about character and world real issue". because all the characters swear at each other constantly and using all kind of slurs, and isn't it a thing for characters (and real people) to try to troll and annoy each other when they're angry and annoyed? It's telling more about characters for me, than about the author, idk.

But maybe it would be much more interesting plot if (i think crimson can be considered somehow high class lol) they had a talk about how they are sorta in a same boat, serving higher up demons for survival. Or just striker starting this talk, that he wouldn't kill them, pls don't run away or fight back we just need money from Asmodeus i can share it if you play scared victim and just chill here for some time. :D wink wink we are in one shitty situations and all in need. Tho it would be harder since he got all this beef with moxxie and blitz (as i remember. I remember badly, and don't remember does blitz even know that striker tried to kill Mo.) and for fizz who don't need them at all since he got ozzie, but probably that would be a great moment for striker to debunk Ozzie's good behaviour and just all the Royal sins (who are MUCH older, in fizzozzie case)/peasant relationships (i believe there are enough famous examples in hell history when they didn't end well at all) and probably brag some personal reasons why striker need to do so much money from killing, like "oh cool im glad you're okay, and got it all, fame, money, cute dogs, relationships with someone much more powerful than you. I'd never reach same, congratulations! You know what people in my area have to do to survive?". But that would be terrible moral depreciation of Striker's bad qualitues, since he. Like. Isn't shown as good person (lonely maybe due to anger issues, serves rich maniacs who need a good killer, still have the statue, snap at sincere fans who do cool songs for free, he litterally said he is capable of killing any innocent person, kittens, babies, i believe low-class is in here too. yeah, it could be that he said it just to appeal for customer, and wouldn't really do it, but it wasn't shown in canon that he isn't sincere about it. So it's more like his personal beef with royalty, and not a willing to help others and form community when it doesn't have monetary Benefits. He seems rather unpolitical, just trying his best to survive, since we don't see him... Yea, very social. Not even a leader, but a part of some political community. By the way it seems like in hell revolutions really never depend on mass opinions of sinners, imps, etc, and mass protests, but supernatural POWER, like holy weapons, god, angels, true forms, or alastor kind of power, even Striker couldn't harm Stolas without holy weapons and ropes.)

It would show how striker is capable of manipulation and being cold-blooded diplomat, rather than... Snaping out at them shdhdxhdjdj for trolling tho it seems like he is just stressed and got anger issues, short temper, and anything i described would be wildly ooc for him.

Sorry for long asks lmao hope you don't mind

Hiii anon sometimes long asks are a ton of fun if I have the energy

1. So first of all I think his characterisation in Harvest Moon festival was pretty good, but, they shouldn’t have revealed who his client was at the end of the episode. It keeps the mystery. I’d also change around his hatred of moxxie to show how striker sees him as a weak point, not as “inferior” or whatever. When he is going to wrangle the hog, Millie and Blitzø volunteer happily to do it, and Moxxie just cowers a little. Striker asks Mox if he always lets the two of them pick up the slack on his behalf. Mills parents side eye him and smirk. Then that’s what gives moxxie the motive to try it. Of course, he fails and striker has to swoop in. Afterwards, he laughs and Mox holds out his hand to get striker to pull him up. Striker looks irritated by this and tells him to stand on his own two feet, and that if this were the wild, he’d be both starved and dead. Mox is about to struggle up until Millie comes in to help pick him up and she glares at striker. This is what makes her not want to compete in the pain games, and in turn causes Mox to insist on it instead to prove to Millie that he can do it. — here we’ve established a reason for MnM to not like striker, and show how the tiniest things he does or says causes turbulence in their group and makes moxxie feel like he’s the problem. I’d also adapt it a little to say Striker replaced Millie as the farm hand since she in everyone’s eyes “abandoned” the hard life for a comfy job in imp city. Striker sortve implies her family doesn’t need her anymore cause they have someone stronger and more loyal now. She says if she competes in the pain games she’ll only go back to her violent temper she’s worked hard to get away from, and will just kill striker if he gets too close. This disappoints her parents further. While Mox tries to appeal to them, Millie doesn’t care, the two bicker about it all. Blitzø just acts as a quiet spectator here, until he tries to talk MnM into communicating about it more, that “you two saps can bounce back from anything” and they come to a deal to let Mox compete, and he won’t let him get too hurt—-he drops this within seconds as his competitive streak takes over.

Also—-he’s gotta stop being used entirely for shipping commentary. “I don’t support this peasant x royalty ship” is his entire character now and I’m tired of it. In the caged Oops scene for example. He should make a lot more references to survival, oppression, having to work hard, how you can never really quit in this life without stepping on others to get there. How expendable people like them really are in the grand scheme of things, and do they even realise that? How royals destroy friendships and bonds with their selfish greed. It would hit a lot harder if striker talked about how stolas strings MnM and Loona into his shit, ask blitz if he’s ever once thanked the four of them for anything. Ask him if he’s really used his skills as a leader effectively or if he’s just another royal imp slave. And for Fizz, ask him where he gets off acting like some kind of inspiration to the common man when he’s left his whole race in the dust, he has little touch with any of them anymore (as we’ve seen from his behaviour on the streets of greed) and now hes resorted to commanding power over succubi, over sexualising himself, teaming up with a sin to shame and intimidate an imp like Moxxie, and how he shacks up with a royal who’s no better than mammon in his eyes. Does he even have any real friends and allies left? Or just a bed partner. Seriously romance isn’t the extent of relationships and striker probably values friends, allies, colleagues, and family a lot more than who has sex with whom.

2. Exactly. Characterisation of him as a “narcissist” falls flat because he isn’t one, ego is what helps others trust him to take out the targets, it’s what keeps him alive. It makes up for the inferiority constantly forced on him. He has a right to feel some pride. I’d love to see him and fizz interact again because they could learn so much about what it really means to have connections, that ego is so fragile and performance of a persona can make you lose who you truly are. How do disabled people like fizz fit into strikers obsession with survival of the fittest, can he really judge fizz for his limb enhancements if they’re what help him survive? And how can fizz teach him that gentleness and kindness is it’s own type of strength? That teaming up with the “littler” people is much more powerful than standing on top of them, is something they could learn together. These two could become the most unlikely of friends, even brotherly, they both need someone like that. Blitzø just doesn’t really fit that platonic role for fizz, the underlying, yet deeply repressed, mutual feelings of love and lust between them are just too complicated for him to deal with.

I always thought someone who could change his perception is Octavia. Of all the royals she is by far the most unique and down to earth. I get the feeling she’s not proud to be a royal, she detests the way her parents treat the servants, the idea of monarchy in itself, of corporate shame, the duty put onto her and her parents. But also hates how they try to play house despite it. The fact she only exists as a spare to her father and resents that fact. Not to mention that she is a child of force, but can’t fully point the finger at her mother or father, it’s essentially mutual SA. Imagine how that scars a persons mind. Striker wouldn’t feel sorry for an asshole like stolas, that guy is the real supremacist here.

3. It’s essentially a message that if you hate racists, that’s reverse racism and you’re just as bad as them just for using violence. It’s sortve an “all lives matter” incredibly privileged point of view. Which I find disgusting. The real racists never get an ounce of this. Striker is just a stolitz blockade who must be crushed.

Really interested in your rewrite there. I pictured fizz showing some unexpected grace by saying “I wasn’t going to rat you guys out, whatever, you just gotta make that money right? but since you were stupid enough to show your faces on camera I guess I won’t have to. If I were you I’d skip town fast and don’t take a step in the lust ring or it’ll be your last”

Yeah I’m not sure what else to add maybe I’ll respond some more in a bit.

#helluva boss #striker

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