#(sobbing and punching the ground) fuck these guys actually
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tae: we are watching jungkook slowly become alpha
namjoon: can you be normal today
jk: do you really mean that bro…
tae: with all my heart..
oh my god i’m tearing up
this is what being a real man is about
jimin: begging for pussy??
jk: I DID NOT BEG??
hobi: you harassed that poor woman for a whole week
yoongi: all for a hand hold
y/n: crazy!
tae: okay??
but it was literally real as fuck so does it matter??
jimin: it was real fucking sad
jin: personally if i was her i would of called the police like sexual harassment hello???
yoongi: right
namjoon: it was a great song jungkook
jk: > //// <
i’m blushing
that was me blushing
and i giggled a little
smiling rn
hehehehehe
namjoon: a thank you would of done it
jk: thank u >.<
jimin: she should of punched him
jin: was there need for an explicit version like??
we got the point the first time
i didn’t need to hear how horny you were for a second time
hobi: he just wanted to swear
tae: no he’s just real as fuck you wouldn’t get it
jk: real as fuck
yoongi: ig it was real as fuck for jungkook
he begs for pussy on a daily
jk: proof?
hobi: by bts
y/n: i’ll leak our dms
jk: DON’T DON’T DON’T
i’m sowyy 😣
jimin: i’m gonna punch him
hobi: fucking seven days a week doesn’t seem right
is that not how you get an std?
jk: no?
yoongi: is that not when you fuck multiple people?
y/n: you fuck multiple people jk?
jk: NO?????
jimin: why is ur no a question
hobi: suspicious
jin: jungkook has crabs
tae: that’s a real man disease
y/n: that’s gross
jk: i’m real
jimin: real itchy
namjoon: can we not talk about stds pls
y/n: i bet jay park has a couple of those
jk: ???
jimin: REALLLL
jin: that’s why him and jk are friends bonded over the burn
jk: i’m not his friend anymore
y/n: character development okay!!!
yoongi: was that bcs he stole from you?
jk: stop talking to me rn
jimin: OMG GUYS
yk i had the worst dream ever yesterday tae was in it
tae: and?
jimin: wdym and
tae: i hope you die
namjoon: pls don’t wish death upon people tae
jimin: yeah tae
tae: all of you can fucking die idc!!!
not jungkook tho he real as fuck
y/n: say real as fuck one more time and i’ll snap ur neck
jin: hot asf
yoongi: ew?
tae: nobody wants to see us winning jk it’s sad 😞
jk: i’m sobbing 💔💔😞😞💔💔
tae: they literally told us to kill ourselves
namjoon: literally no one said that
jimin: in fact YOU said you hope i die
jk: he could of meant by natural causes
tae: right i would never tell you to kill ur self that’s sick and evil
yoongi: kys
tae: ur not going to heaven
yoongi: aw man 🙁
hobi: what if we put tae in the electric chair
jin: what if we put tae and jungkook in the electric chair
jk: wtf ☹️
tae: i could easily survive the electric chair it would feel good to me actually
y/n: i’ve been telling you guys for years we need to lock them up
do you actually read the bullshit they say on a daily it’s actually insane they need help
like professional help
jk: i didn’t even say anything
jimin: you don’t need to
we just know
namjoon: i agree
we could send them to a camp
or something
tae: why are you talking about us like we’re not RIGHT here
jungkook get them omg
jk: i can’t go to camp
too much raw air exposure is bad for my skin
and i have a dentist appointment soon
yoongi: raw air?
jin: how soon is ur appointment?
jk: so soon that i can’t go to camp
tae: JUNGKOOK STAND UR GROUND
WE WILL NOT BE PUSHED AROUND
REPEAT AFTER ME
WE WILL NOT BE PUSHED AROUND
namjoon: tae shut up
y/n: right
tae: i liked it better when you guys just ignored me in this gc
now all you do is be mean
jimin: maybe u deserve it
*you definitely deserve it
hobi: stop talking then idk
yoongi: i will gladly ignore you again
jk: i love you tae i’ll listen to you talk
jin: jungkook the biggest dick rider ever
tae: he’s my little dick rider 🥰😍❤️
hobi: yeah definitely stop talking
namjoon: okay!
y/n: oh my god
jimin: ???
yoongi: um
jin: this is what seven was really about
jk: bro..
tae: lol
jimin: you're really gorgeous i would deadass fight 3 mountain lions in a mcdonald's handicap bathroom stall with my hands tied behind my back and my only weapon is a shake weight glued to my forehead just to get a chance to get to know you and take u out tbh
jin: nurse he’s out again
jimin: wrong chat lol
tae: and you wanna put ME in the electric chair
ur all out of ur minds
namjoon: you were gonna send that to someone????
jimin: is it bad?
y/n: so unbelievably bad
jk: blushing
yoongi: wow
tae: yikes
hobi: bts never beating the rizzless allegations
y/n: who were you gonna send that too?
jk: was it me?
yoongi: that was flirting?
jin: probably the notes app
jimin: no one
jin: told you
notes app.
jk: it wasn’t me?
tae: i’ll be nice and give you some better lines jimin dw
jimin: the only lines you have are of coke
tae: nvm fuck you stay bitchless
namjoon: leave jimin alone
jimin: right leave me alone
namjoon: he’ll open up in his own time
jimin: i fucking won’t
you guys deserve to know NOTHING about me
yoongi: okay don’t care kys
jimin: i have a crush
jin: i’m hungry
hobi: is this the same crush you talked about like 4 weeks ago??
jk: on me?
sorry jimin i’m already in love with someone else
yoongi: didn’t ask
jk: i won’t tell you who it is it’s a secret
namjoon: a secret from who??
jk: what does that mean…
namjoon: don’t we all know…
jin: i SAID i’m hungry
jimin: all you do is eat like omg??
get a job or something??????
jin: i have a job
i serve face for a living i would suggest you look into it since you have so much free time to BULLY and HARASS others but with a face like urs idk if you’ll make the cut
y/n: wow
jimin: i’m not reading all that 💀
y/n: never use that emoji again ew
jimin: 💀💀💀💀💀
y/n: this is why whoever ur trying to rizz up probably thinks ur a loser
yoongi: is it taemin again?
tae: ew you run back to taemin every 4 months it’s kinda embarrassing
jimin: taehyung you actually need to shut ur mouth
breathing the same air as you is embarrassing
and at least i have someone to run back to you are actually genuinely bitchless
tae: u are taemin’s bitch
so technically ur as bitchless
yoongi: gay
jk: don’t be a homocrome
namjoon: stop talking
jimin: it’s not even taemin so shut the hell up
i’m not talking about this anymore
moving on
hobi: what is your mbti guys
jk: physical touch
namjoon: that wasn’t the question
y/n: just say ur horny and go omg
jin: don’t
seven was actually enough
i will hear NO more about jungkooks sex life
everything i have learnt has been without my consent
my lawyers will be in touch
jk: my lawyers are ur lawyers
jin: not anymore
jk: omg…
hobi: oh my oh my god
namjoon: jin stop facetiming me i’m not answering
jin: pls joon pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee
namjoon: i’m not sitting there for you to look at urself in the camera for an hour
i have things to do
jimin: that sounds like very jobless behaviour to me tbh
jin: you can’t be ugly and jealous pls pick a struggle
tae: and rizzless
hobi: i know ur not talking…
tae: ????
hobi: tae i need you to do some self reflection
tae: okay?
i’m hot as fuck
cool as fuck
and real as fuck
i feel well reflected ty for suggesting that hoseok
y/n: i told you i’m gonna snap ur neck if you said that again
start running
jin: coming to watch 🥰
#bts crack#bts fanfic#bts fic#bts fluff#bts text#bts x reader#bts imagines#bts x y/n#bts x you#namjoon x reader#jin x reader#suga x reader#jhope x reader#jimin x reader#v x reader#jungkook x reader#hobi x reader#taehyung x reader#bts fake chats#bts incorrect texts#ot7 x reader
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hehehe thank you for the Jessica Jones ramble!!! ur sooooo right abt everything tbh. i totally think ur fine to just watch s1, like the others were fine but s1 stands alone really well. also i feel it with tennant tbh i never even liked him until he was kilgrave and its still my favorite role hes ever had
Its just, its so sad it could only happen in the lawless era of Baby Netflix because its just delicious. I think if more of marvel's ips were handled with a similar brush i might actually enjoy them. Not to say they have to all be Gritty Noirs Focused On Very Grounded Villains, but itd be nice if they really sat w their premises. I dunno if any of the movies w Steve and Bucky ever really get into that sorta thing, but theres such a depth you could get out of Steve and Bucky grappling with the future and adapting and challenging their 30s? Worldview, etc.
Tennant just did such a good job w Kilgrave. Simmons was uh terrifying lol. I realize I hadnt mentioned Trish and. Ough. Ough. I love her so much, like any good noir should elicit, I spent so much of her screentime murmuring "girl dont do this". I love her desperation and drive to help people even at her own peril. Much like Jessica, she can't help it, but unlike Jessica she's not physically strong enough to not be the damsel, so she hides in Rapunzel's pin-locked tower and learns to fight in the hopes that if the evil stepmother or a dragon comes she'll be ready. And then the dragon asks her to come in, politely, through the front door and she's so charmed by his candor that she's helpless. The entire rest of the show after Trish popped one of Simmons' pills to save Jessica, I was just looking at her like a dog eating something it's not supposed to.
"TRISH WALKER, WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN YOUR PURSE?! DROP IT RIGHT NOW! EMPTY YOUR PURSE YOUNG LADY--[MIMING PRYING HER LITTLE BAG OPEN]"
It really was like, incredible how harrowing every moment with Trish's mom was. The scene where she was trying to force Trish to purge was so hard to watch, made me cry.
And then theres Malcolm abd Robyn abd Reuben abd this isnt even getting into the deliciously toxic yuri wrt Hogarth and Pam and her ex-wife whose name I'm blanking on. Honestly this us just a testament to how beautifully female lead so much of the show felt, which really added so much punch to the themes they were tackling, especially since there were a ton of Kilgrave's victims who were men (but weren't solely the focus).
I really loved Malcolm, especially after they, blessedly, revealed that his addiction was less of some stereotypical black druggie horseshit abd that Kilgrave had just added another tool in his arsenal to keep a good guy under thumb. (To be clear whether his reasons for his addiction, he needed help and compassion, but I was wary of it as a like stock trope.) Learning he'd wanted to go into social work was gutwrenching.
I think, though, I was most impressed with Robyn and Reuben. From the outset they seemed very...Stock "Crazy" Apartment Weirdos, abd as was perhaps the intent, they made me very uncomfortable, especially with early appearances making it seem like there was some WEIRD incest going on. And then Reuben's little crush on Jessica happened and I dreaded every time he was on screen but gradually less because he was a little weirdo and more because he was so visibly a little weirdo head over heels for Jessica. I cried when he died, and I was shocked at how masterfully they made me care. And then Robyn's neuroses kept building in the background abd foreground as she desperately searched for Reuben, and even though she's absolutely weird and abrasive and perhaps needs anti-anxiety medication, she's so solidly a mourning person who was so afraid because as much as she felt like her brother couldn't survive without her (and woe, she was kinda right), she needed him. The scene in the penultimate? Episode? Of Season 1, where she sobs because his fucking charger finally came, days too late, because she told him express shipping was too expensive? Oh that crushed me and made me really gel w her very strongly as a character.
Everyone's Arcs were so good aaaaaaaaaaaaiaaaaaaa. (I love Luke Cage and i practically danced every time he was on screen. Just such a wonderfully grounded, traumatized man.)
#ray rambles#i. meant. to answer this provately but im not used to tumblr mobile oops#jessica jones spoilers //#jj spoilers //#netflix jessica jones spoilers //
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Since you asked about prompts, while I haven’t got to World Tour in my rewatch, the thought comes to mind of a Gwortney piece where Courtney believes Gwen’s claims that was the one who Duncan kissed her rather than blaming her for “stealing” him
thanks for the prompt! hope you enjoy
also on my ao3
"Uh, I saw Duncan and Gwen kiss!"
In just a few words, Tyler Tucker had completely ruined Gwen's life. She knew she couldn't really blame him - the guy was clearly under Alejandro's crafty spell. But if he'd just stuck around for literally two seconds longer the night before, he would know the truth of what had actually gone down.
Gwen should be so lucky.
Duncan was on the ground, out cold from Cody's sucker-punch to his jaw. Gwen couldn't care. Serves him right, she thought. I told him to fess up to Courtney himself, and now the jackass has dug his grave even deeper.
As Cody and Tyler began to take flight, Gwen realized with a horrible clarity that since Duncan was out of commission, Courtney was headed straight for her.
"I hate you!" she was screaming, flailing like some sort of enraged marionette. The only thing preventing her from tearing Gwen's face off was Sierra's - surprisingly expert, though definitely slack - chokehold. "How could you?! I thought we were friends!"
"We are!" Gwen exclaimed, instinctually taking a few steps back. "Courtney, you have to believe me, I didn't want - "
"Oh, sure you didn't," Sierra sneered as Courtney continued to wriggle in her grasp. "You've been all over Duncan since season one! It was only a matter of time before you tried any funny business."
Gwen stamped her foot in frustration, gritting her teeth together. "I do not like Duncan! I never have! I was with Trent in season one, remember?"
But her defenses appeared to fall upon utterly deaf ears. "You," Courtney seethed, steam practically pouring out of her nostrils like a raging bull. "Are so eliminated."
"Look, if I could just - " Gwen started in a panic, but by then, Cody had already won the tie-breaker, and the wave of relief that crashed through her nearly knocked her down to her knees.
Back on the plane, things weren't pretty. Duncan was still passed out somewhere in economy - was Cody's punch really that strong, or was Duncan simply prolonging the inevitable? In any case, Gwen felt terrible. She was being looked down upon by her fellow contestants. She hadn't gotten to say (sing?) all she'd wanted Duncan to hear during their boar challenge, hadn't let him know just how pissed she really was. Not to mention that the person who was angriest with her right now was the very person Gwen wanted to -
Whatever. Like that was gonna happen now.
And yet, she knew she had to try.
Leaving the confessional (the lock was still busted, if this show weren't so fucking cheap, if McLean wasn't such an asshole, none of this would have even - ), Gwen steeled her resolve and made her way back to first class as slowly as possible. Cody tried to catch her eye as she entered the cabin, but she steadfastly ignored him, ignored the daggers Sierra was shooting her way, too. Courtney was curled into one of the seats, sobbing uncontrollably as Heather patted her on the back. If Heather was now appreciated more than Gwen, she didn't know what she would do.
"Courtney, please," Gwen said softly upon approach. "I can explain everything to you."
"I don't want to hear it, boyfriend stealer!" Courtney screamed.
Gwen winced, shook her head. "I'm not asking for forgiveness. I just need you to listen to me. Can we go out to the cargo hold or something?"
"What, so you can go spy and make sure Duncan hasn't been eliminated?!" At this, she fell prey to a fresh bout of tears.
"If you really want to talk to Courtney, then you can say whatever it is in front of us," Heather said, crossing her arms. "And if that juvie punk gets booted, then I say Good riddance."
"Fine!" Gwen threw up her hands, exasperated. "Fine, I'll just say this here." She hated to air more of her dirty laundry on TV, but that had always been par for the course with Total Drama. "Courtney, I didn't kiss him."
"Yes you did you little - "
"Duncan kissed me," Gwen all but yelled. Her cheeks burned shamefully at the memory. "Tyler didn't see the whole thing, but I pushed Duncan off of me almost as soon as it had begun. I didn't expect it to happen. I didn't want it. And when I rejected him, he got all grouchy and left."
"Oh, yeah, like we're gonna believe that!" Sierra shouted. "You stab Courtney in the back and then can't even own up to it?! You are soooo getting voted 'Least Popular Contestant' on my blog!"
But Cody, looking at Gwen with puppy-dog eyes, asked, "You're being serious, Gwen?"
"Yes." Gwen ran her hands through her rough hair, not even caring if she pulled out any strands. "I wouldn't lie about this. Ask Chris to show you the footage." She scowled at the floor. "And if Duncan gets kicked off tonight, I'll sleep as snug as a bug in a rug."
Silence, for a moment. Heather seemed about to say something. But then -
"Oh my God," Courtney croaked. "She's telling the truth."
If Gwen had felt relieved when they won the Greece challenge, it was nothing compared to this. "Yes," she repeated, voice breaking. "I swear to you, Courtney, I am. I'm telling the truth."
And Courtney nodded, not meeting Gwen's gaze, her eyes rimmed with red. But it was enough for Gwen to know she believed her.
The others, however, weren't so easily convinced.
"Oh, come on, you two have always been close," said Heather. "If you're not into Duncan, then I'll marry Alejandro."
"I'm not," Gwen said emphatically. "So happy trails, Heather, you two will be perfect for one another." She turned defensively to Sierra. "And I guess you're gonna tell me you totally saw this coming and there's no way I'm being genuine, right? Because since you're an expert on this show, you must know me better than I know myself, huh?" When Sierra didn't answer, Gwen knew she had her pegged. "Ugh, you guys, I am not in love with Duncan! And, sorry, Cody, I'm not into you, either." At Cody's heartbroken expression, Sierra growled at her, but Gwen kept going. "Just because you all have complicated love lives doesn't mean I have to!
"You are so obviously into Alejandro," she continued, rounding on Heather. "But you won't admit it because you're too proud to own up to the fact that there's actually a perfect guy for Heather Hamada out there, and he's just as evil as you are!" Before Heather could splutter her way through a half-baked excuse, Gwen spun to level with Sierra. "And you - if you actually took a second to care about what Cody wants, you would know that you are always overstepping his boundaries!" She contemplated raking her nails down her face, so strong was her frustration at the people around her. "I won't deny that Duncan and I have a lot in common, and I won't deny that he has some sort of feelings for me. But I don't feel the same way. I was into Trent, I'm into Courtney, but I am not and never will be into Duncan!"
Finally, she broke off, heaving, throat drier than the stupid path to the Nile had been. She'd said her piece. She was finished, and if they still decided to send her home next time the Amazons lost, then she'd just learn to live with it.
But no one seemed angry anymore. In fact, they all seemed to be experiencing variations of different emotions, none of them hatred. Sierra's eyes were blown wider than usual, her jaw slack and her fingers twitching like she was itching to blog about something. Cody looked crestfallen, and Gwen felt bad for being harsh, but it had been three seasons and the guy still couldn't deal with the fact that she was never going to date him. Heather, meanwhile, was staring at Gwen with her hand pressed over her mouth and...giggling? It felt wrong to attribute such a cutesy word to the Queen of Mean, but there was no other way to describe the sickening sounds she was making. And Courtney...
Courtney was looking at Gwen like she'd just seen a ghost - and a real one at that, not Harold's stupid soccer ball-bedsheet combo.
"You," Courtney started and swallowed hard - Gwen tried not to track the bobbing motion of her throat. "You like me."
At last, Gwen's brain caught up with her stupid mouth, and she realized what she'd just admitted. Oh, shit...
It was at least a small comfort to know that no one would be asking her about Duncan again any time soon.
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Steven Adler X Reader
A/n: Dedicated to the most beautiful man ever, Steven Adler🤭🫶
Word count: 820
Warnings: Fluff & Axl being a controlling older brother😤
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"Y/n, can you get the door? It'll be the guys!" My brother, William yelled from the kitchen. "You're in the kitchen, walk for once," I yelled back. "You're right there," He shouted. I rolled my eyes and opened the door. Behind it stood my brothers friends and band members, Duff, Saul, Izzy and Steven. I've never really had a thing for my brothers friends but when I say Steven is different, I really mean it. He's literally the definition of perfect. His blonde hair which was almost always messy but framed his face in the most perfect way possible. His blue eyes feeling like a gut punch with how breathtaking they were. And my favourite of all, his bright smile. His soft, plump lips always curved upwards, revealing his perfect teeth. I wonder how his lips would feel on mine or how they'd feel, between my legs ma- "Y/n? You okay?" I heard Duff say. "Huh? Yeah, just thinking about some homework I've got for college. I'll be in my room," I spoke not quiet enough to be a whisper but not loud enough to be speaking. Not quick enough to be rushed but not slow enough to be a stroke.
I rushed upstairs to my room and sat down on my bed, just staring at the ceiling. Now, normally by now I would've asked Steven out but I can remember the conversation or pep talk if you will, that he gave to the guys the first time they met me.
"The ground rules for you four are, One, no dating my sister. Rule two, No kissing my sister. Lastly, no sex, AT ALL with her. Am I fucking clear?" He stated. "What's the fun in that?" Slash joked, causing Axl to throw a magazine at him. "Fine, god! We get it," he rolled his eyes. The rest of them just grunted a 'yeah'.
"Hey, y/n? You okay?" I heard a voice from the other side of my door. "Huh? Oh, yeah, fine thanks," I replied, just wishing they'd go away so I could continue thinking about someone I can't have. "Is it okay if I come in?" He spoke again. "I guess so," I replied once again. The door knob twisted and in walked no one other than Steven. "Oh, Stevie, I didn't realise it was you," I perked up as he closed the door behind him. "Yeah, you looked at me weird when you welcomed us in," he smiled. "That's just my face, I'm afraid," I joked. "No it's not. I know your face, your face is usually filled with life, love and happiness. Today, you look..." he stalled, looking for the word. "Pissed off?" I finished his sentence with how I was actually feeling. "I was gonna say like you're plotting Axl's death but that'll do," he laughed. There it was again, his angelic smile. "But in all seriousness, what's wrong?," He asked. "Nothing out of the ordinary, just Axl getting in the way of my life because he doesn't want to believe I'm an adult," I explained. "I know he's a tad bit controlling, Y/n, but he's just trying to keep you safe and happy," he replied. "If he wanted to keep me happy, he'd let me date who I want. I can't have one fucking relationship where he doesn't chime in and ruin it. It's the same with the person I like now, him and his stupid, possessive, shitty fucking rules are stopping me from having a relationship I really, really want," I started crying half way through the sentence, making Steven place his arms around me and pull me into his chest. "He can't stop you from doing what you want but he can help you make better decisions for yourself. Maybe you should talk to him and see if you can come to an agreement on this person," he replied. "I can't, Stevie. The person is off limits one hundred percent," I started crying more, but not from sadness, from anger. "Oh, Y/n. Who is it? Maybe I can help you with them," He offered. "I can't tell you," I mumbled. "I thought we didn't keep secrets from each other?" He begged. "We don't but this is too much for us," I sobbed. "If you don't want to tell me, I underst-". "It's you, Stevie. I love you, I want to be with you but Axl will lose his shit," I interrupted him. "R-really?" He whispered. "Why would I lie about something like that?" I mumbled. Before either of us could say something else, he kissed my lips, hungrily, desperately. I kissed him back, the kiss turning heated but in a romantic way. Not sloppy but not all that coordinated. "We can find a way around Axl's rules because I fucking adore you, Y/n Rose," He grinned, making me go all gooey inside.
That fucking smile.
#guns n roses#gnr#steven gnr#slash gnr#axl gnr#duff gnr#izzy gnr#izzy stradlin imagine#axl rose imagine#duff mckagan imagine
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(some of the) eah royals as incorrect quotes!
Blondie: Apple noticed only today that they can label their email inboxes, but they took apart their entire bloody laptop two weeks ago.
Lizzie: This reminds me of the Apple who couldn’t turn on the coffee maker, but remembers about 500 digits of pi.
Blondie: I’ll be delighted to inform you that this is the very same Apple.
!!!
Duchess: The best way to gain someone's undying loyalty is by saving them from a perilous situation.
Ashlynn: So you're just gonna wait until Briar is in danger and save them?
Duchess: Of course not, I'm going to create a situation that puts them in danger and then save them.
Ashlynn: ...
Ashlynn: You're insane.
!!!
Blondie: *fills up bottle and drinks from that*
Ashlynn: *brought 4 bottles of water so this wouldn’t happen*
Apple: *drinks straight from the tap*
Duchess: *dehydrates*
Lizzie: *drinks from the puddle of water on the floor*
Briar: *licks the tap, doesn’t even need a drink*
!!!
Duchess: Fine! Judge all you want but...
Duchess, points at Ashlynn: Married a lesbian.
Duchess, points at Lizzie: Left a man at the altar.
Duchess, points at Blondie: Fell in love with a gay ice dancer.
Duchess, points at Apple: Threw a girl’s wooden leg in a fire.
Duchess, points at Briar: Lives in a box!
!!!
Apple: From now on we will be using code names.
Apple: You can address me as Eagle One.
Apple: Blondie is “been there done that”.
Apple: Briar is “currently doing that”.
Apple: Ashlynn is “it happened once in a dream”.
Apple: Lizzie is “if I had to pick a wonderlandian".
Apple: And Duchess is..
Apple: Eagle Two
Duchess: Oh thank god.
!!!
*Briar comes home absolutely drunk, undresses, and stands in Blondie’s bedroom.*
Blondie: Babe, are you.. coming to bed?
Briar: No thank you, I’m sure you’re lovely but I have a girlfriend.
Briar: *Lies on the ground and falls asleep*
Blondie: ...
!!!
Briar: Well, aren’t you all a rag-tag group of adventurers with unclear goals and good hearts! Oh, let me guess: you’re out to save the world!
Duchess: Well, actually, that sounds like a pretty fair assessment.
Ashlynn: More or less, I guess...
Apple: That sounds awesome! Let’s do that!
Lizzie: I’m new here, but I am open to the concept.
Blondie: I thought that’s what we were doing, guys, come on!
!!!
Duchess, reading the newspaper: Huh. Did you know Nickelodeon opened a hotel?
Briar: Yeah, I went there once. There was a dead squirrel in the pool and I made some of Ashlynn cry by telling them it was the real Sandy.
!!!
Apple: Guys, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly.
Duchess, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.
!!!
Blondie: What makes you think it's okay to watch Hannibal given its subject matter?
Ashlynn: Sometimes, I watch television shows for entertainment purposes.
Briar: Because I condone murder and cannibalism.
!!!
*The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one*
Apple: I will not let you down.
Duchess: Sounds fun.
Ashlynn: K.
Blondie: No, I'm fucking not.
Lizzie: Do I have to be?
Briar: Please god, I am so tired.
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Ashlynn: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.
Briar: Aren't you forgetting something?
Ashlynn: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Briar's forehead before running out.*
Briar: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?
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Briar: *sighs*
Blondie: You bored?
Briar: Yeah.
Blondie: Wanna start drama for no reason?
Briar: I thought you’d never ask.
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Lizzie: Punch me in the face.
Duchess: ...Punch you?
Lizzie: Yes, punch me, didn’t you hear me?
Duchess: I always hear ‘punch me in the face’ while you’re speaking but it’s usually just subtext.
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Apple: Be right back, gonna hit the toilet for a quick power sob.
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Briar: I'm hot, I’m tall, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.
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Ashlynn, writing in their diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.
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Duchess: If we were in prison you guys would be like my bitches.
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Lizzie: Don’t weep for the stupid. You’ll be crying all day.
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Blondie: I was born for politics! I have great hair and I love lying!
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#shut up sunny!!#svnnyd4ys#incorrect quotes#ever after high#eah#royals#apple white#duchess swan#briar beauty#lizzie hearts#blondie lockes#ashlynn ella
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continuation of @awhoreintheory ‘s zombie au Hearts Infected. content warning for attempted SA.
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The man licked his lips, taking several steps towards Lance. Lance stumbled backwards, trying to put as much distance between him and the muzzle of the shotgun as possible, but his back hit a wall his face just crumpled. His heart clawed it’s way up his throat, and for the first time in a long time he really felt all the hope flee his body.
He was backed up into a random corner in fucking Iowa, completely defenseless, who knows how many miles away from his dog, about to have his head blown off and probably get violated besides.
“There’s nowhere for you to run, pretty,” the man leered. “Make it easy on yourself. Drop your clothes and I’ll kill you before the rotters eat your brain.”
Begging wouldn’t get him nowhere. In fact, it would probably get the guy off.
But Lance was completely out of options.
“Please,” he said. The guy smirked. Lance closed his eyes, praying that his soul will maybe end up somewhere nice. Maybe see his family again. “Please. I won’t lead the rotters here. I’ll even help you fight them off! Please don’t hurt me. I’m just trying to survive, man, just like you, please —”
The man’s sneer only got wider, his breathing getting heavier. Lance felt tears he couldn’t afford to lose leak out of his eyes. He reached out, quicker than Lance would expect of him, and grabbed Lance’s wrist in a vice grip. He yanked Lance closer, heedless of the snap and Lance’s pained cry.
“Not a chance.”
His breath reeked. Lance sobbed.
“Get off of me, you dick, let me go —” Lance yanked away as hard as he could, but the man’s grip held fast. He dug his nails into Lance’s flesh, breaking the skin, and Lance used his other arm to try punching him over and over but it was useless, the man was seemingly made of titanium.
“Quit struggling or I’ll beat you bloody,” he snarled, but Lance didn’t. He pulled away and squirmed and the man hit him every time, and Lance could feel his skin bruising and breaking and heard another sharp crack in one of his fingers but the only thing he could think about is getting the fuck away, regardless of the consequences.
Suddenly there was a sound, deep and sharp, and both of them froze.
“The damn rotters can’t be here already,” the man muttered. For the first time in his life Lance hoped that they were.
The sound rung out again, and Lance stilled.
Wait a second. He knew that sound.
“Kosmo!” he screamed. “Here! Here! I’m here! I’m here, Kosmo!”
His next scream was cut off, the man’s filthy hand pressing into the bottom half of his face.
“You shut the fuck up,” he hissed. Lance bit him, or tried to, but the man clamped his jaw shut.
Kosmo’s aggressive barks were getting closer by the second, sounding angrier and angrier, but he was still not visible. The man was getting visibly frustrated, face all screwed up and actual spittle coming out of his snarling mouth. He shot his gun in the air twice more, and Lance flinched at every bang.
“Come on out, you stupid motherfucker! You wanna save this piece of meat?” He grabbed Lance by the hair and yanked, lifting his feet from the ground. That hurt almost more than his broken wrist. Lance screamed, and Kosmo’s barks got louder.
Finally, a blur of black burst out of the shadows, wedging in between Lance and the man and shoving him off. The man stumbled, but didn’t fall. Kosmo snarled at him, big canine teeth snapping, 200 pounds of lean muscle tense and ready to pounce. The man snarled right back, scrambling to his feet and pointing his shotgun in Kosmo’s face.
Lance gasped. Kosmo, the dumb, smart, loyal, wonderful dog doesn’t flinch.
“Call off your mutt, slut, or I blow its brains out in front of you.”
Kosmo was Lance’s only hope.
But Lance couldn’t watch Kosmo die.
“D — down, boy,” he said around a sob. “I’m okay. Back down.”
Kosmo didn’t move. The man grit his teeth and re-aimed.
“Kosmo, please, please just back down, okay, just for now —”
“Move, damn dog, or I’ll blast you —”
Lance’s gut stirred. Something was wrong.
Duck.
This time, Lance listened.
He hit the ground, dragging Kosmo down as he did. There was a sharp whistling noise, and Lance glanced up just in time to see an arrow go straight into the man’s left eye. He didn’t even have the chance to finish his sentence. He was dead before he hit the ground.
“Aw, man, fuck. I meant to hit him in the chest. I wanted him to be alive when the rotters came, the fucking piece of shit. I can’t aim for the life of me.”
Lance whipped around to face the new voice. It was another man, a young one this time. Maybe a couple years older than Lance. He had long black hair, long enough to brush the tips of his — ahem — very well-defined shoulders. Most of him was well-defined, actually, and only accentuated with the fit of his tight leather jacket and big boots that made him seem bigger than he probably was.
Also, his jawline was so sharp it looked like it could cut glass. Jesus. If Lance wasn’t so traumatized and horrified he’d shoot of a pickup line, because what the hell is a guy like that doing in a garbage place like this?
Kosmo pressed his snout briefly to Lance’s temple, squirming out from under him to sit protectively in front of him, although he was not attacking the new guy. He didn’t even bark a warning, simply sat and watched him. Like he trusted him, and was simply trying to assuage Lance’s worries.
“Cute,” the man said.
The audacity of that statement forced the terror out of Lance’s body in face of incredulousness. Yeah, this guy was hot, but who the hell did he think he was?
“A little presumptuous to say to someone you’ve yet to meet,” Lance snapped.
The man levelled him with a look. “I was talking about the dog,” he deadpanned.
Lance coloured.
Oh.
“Well, how the hell was I supposed to know that?” he mumbled.
Luckily the man seemed to have taken no great offense, and merely chuckled, rolling his eyes.
“Yeah, yeah. Can you walk?” The man offered him a hand, but Lance batted it away. He didn’t need help from someone who called him ugly. He planted his non-broken hand on the ground and heaved himself to his feet.
Well. He tried to. What really happened was that the second he put weight on the ankle that must have been sprained or broken in his struggle, he collapsed forward, and would have broken his nose too if the man hadn’t caught him.
“You’re looking more and more like a damsel every second,” he teased.
What a douche!
“I am not a damsel! I’m perfectly fine on my own, thank you. I’ve survived on my own for three damn years, now, and I’ll survive another three!”
The man’s eyebrows furrowed. “…Have you really been on your own this whole time?”
Lance scowled. “Well, since my success rate with other humans has been pretty low, as you may have just witnessed, I’ve decided it’s safer to keep to myself. Besides, I have Kosmo.”
Kosmo barked happily at the sound of his name, which made Lance smile involuntarily.
“I see.”
The man looked at him for a moment. His gaze didn’t make Lance uncomfortable. He didn’t look like he was trying to undress Lance with his eyes. Honestly, he just looked contemplative.
“The rotters will probably be here soon,” he said after a moment. “And you can’t walk right now. I have — I have an ATV. My brother rigged it so it’s silent, we won’t get followed. It’s big enough to fit your dog, I think, as long as you hold on to him and I don’t go too fast. Do you… maybe want to come back to my base with me? It’ll be safer, there, and you can leave once you’re healthy again.”
Lance bit his lip. It would be safer, and he needed somewhere to go. His old base couldn’t be safe, not if Cindy found him so easily.
But could he trust this man? Why was he being so kind? There must have been a price. Kindness was never free.
“What’s in it for you?”
The man shrugged, smiling wryly. “The dog. Like I said — he’s cute. And I’ve always had a thing for strays.”
“He’s not stray, he’s mine,” Lance muttered petulantly, but he didn’t really mind. He took a deep breath, considering. As of right then, he couldn’t see a downside. And he didn’t really have any other options, either. And… well, for once, his gut was quiet.
“I’ll go with you,” Lance decided.
The man grins. “Cool.”
He helped Lance to the ATV, after grabbing a couple parts from the store. After Kosmo settled in behind them and they took off, Lance’s arms wound tightly around the man’s waist, he prayed for the second time in the day.
Please let this be the right choice.
For the first time in the day, he felt like his prayers might be answered.
#FUCK YEAH MY FIRST WRITING COLLAB#vld#voltron#lance#lance mcclain#keith#keith kogane#klance#meet cute#?#zombie apocolypse au#attempted sa#rape#bamf lance#langst#bamf keith#kosmo#my writing#longpost
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Can you imagine.... Sam is 15, recently out as gay and finds his first boyfriend in some random town they've been staying in for a few weeks.
The guy is a complete asshole called Alex. Dean watches him with Sam - the way his words are a little too sharp, making the brunette shrink away. The way his fingers pull rather than guide, and Dean has enough experience with kissing to know the ones he lays on Sam are on just the wrong side of bruising considering it's the kids first boyfriend.
Sam insists he's happy, though, and Dean's been trying to adhere to boundaries a bit more lately as per his request.
That is until 4 o clock one sunny afternoon. Class finished ten minutes ago, and Dean is growing rapidly impatient as he stands against the impala. He's inclined just to leave the bitch and let him find his own way home as punishment, but decides he might as well go see if there was actually something valid holding him up before he makes him walk thirty minutes back to the motel.
The hallways are empty save for a few students rummaging in lockers. He makes his way to Sam's English class, but stops when he spots his brother in the chemistry lab instead. He's about to barge in and tell him to move it, when he sees Alex come into view.
Dean rolls his eyes, and feels his irritation spike. For starters, sneaking off to make out in an empty classroom? Top level cliché.
Ditching him to do it? Dick move.
He's ready to turn on his heel and leave. Ignore the inevitable sulk Sam will be in all night because he made him walk - it's his own damn fault.
"I can't believe you did that. Are you fucking stupid?"
Dean blinked at the harshness of Alex's tone, any plans to head back to the impala dissipating with his anger at his brother.
"I just held your hand under the table. No one could see I promise. I just thought-"
Sam's voice was unsteady. It had that familiar shake to it, just like when they were younger and waiting in the car in a graveyard at two in the morning while they waited for dad to do a salt and burn.
"No! That's the issue - you never fucking think!"
Dean couldn't see everything through the slit of glass on the door, but he saw Alex storm forward and grab Sam's shoulders. He saw Sam flinch, unable to escape the grip as fear lit up his eyes.
He saw enough.
"Let go of him right now."
Alex startled slightly, but his grip didn't let up.
"We're just talking, man. Calm down," he said, sending Sam a look which had his little brother jerking a nod, as if Dean couldn't see the tremor in his shoulders.
Sam wouldn't look at him.
"Let go of him right now, or I'll cut your fucking hands off and leave you here to bleed out," Dean repeated, and Alex finally stepped back, hands raised in surrender.
"Chill-"
The punch hurt his hand, but God was the crack of bone and scream fucking worth it.
"Dean-" Sam squeaked in protest, but Dean only crouched down to where Alex was cradling his gushing nose.
"I see you so much as look at him again, I'm putting you in the ground. Got it?"
Alex was too busy sobbing to answer, so Dean promptly grabbed his hair and yanked him back, swinging his fist into his jaw and grinning manically as he heard another crack.
"Got it?"
"Y-yes!" Alex cried, and Dean smirked.
"C'mon Sammy, home time," Sam followed him easily, staying close to his side. He didn't protest when Dean slung an arm over his shoulder, even when the movement inevitably smudged blood on his shirt.
"Thank you," he said softly.
"Anytime."
#sam winchester#dean winchester#spn#sam and dean#supernatural#samdean#wincest#gencest#sam/dean#spn drabble#weechesters#mywriting
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All a dare gareth emerson x fem!munson reader
Warnings-swearing,crying,kissing,reader has anxiety,mentions of anxiety attack
Gareth couldn’t pull a girl so Dustin Mike and jeff dared him to ask you out obviously your big brother Eddie didn’t want you to get heart broken because you’ve had a crush on gareth for about a year now since you joined hellfire and met him you had a crush on him and what Dustin Mike and jeff said to gareth made his heart break because your eddies little sister you was eddies whole world the least he wanted to happen was you being heart broken over a dare
“Guys you can’t do my sister like that” Eddie says as all the others are chuckling
“What no one here likes her except you” jeff chuckles
Eddie had enough of jeff at this moment he went to go punch him but everyone pulled him away
“She’s been through enough shit seeing her best friend die in our living room than her boyfriend breaking up with her shes been through so much shit and I’m not having anyone break her heart again you know how she was after her ex she was having anxiety attacks and everything if you play her like that your all gonna be dead” Eddie snaps
You was sat by the lockers with your friends laughing until gareth asked to talk to you so you got up and followed him I’ll let you imagine how he asks you out and obviously you said yes eddie felt so bad that in a week his little sister is gonna go through the same as what happend two months ago but Eddie didn’t wanna say because you would just think he’s lying to get his friend back you was always hanging out with gareth until that week came he just kept saying that he had some band stuff to do but he was just sneaking off to Dustin Mike and Jeff to talk about you but when they was talking about you,you was walking past when they mentioned your name you felt nosy but wanted to stick around to hear what they was saying
“So todays the day the dare is over and the money is yours when you break up with Y/N munson and the 10 quid from each of us is yours” Jeff says
“That’s the thing I actually-” he gets cut off by you barging in
“So I was all a dare I fall head over heels for you and I was just a bet I can’t belive this” you say warm tears spilling down your face
You storm off passing eddie when you fling your bag to the ground eddie felt terrible ofc he was your big brother he cared about you so much and to see you in a sobbing mess broke his heart eddie picked your bag up and chased after you with gareth behind him when you sat in the forest at a bench sobbing your eyes you couldn’t belive you’ve me tricked you fall head over heels for the man of your dreams and it turned out to be a bet when gareth and Eddie walk in gareth touches your shoulder
“DONT YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME” you move away from Gareth’s touch
You walked to Eddie and hugged him still sobbing your eyes out
“Yn your don’t understand if you let me finish u would’ve heard me say I’ve actually fell in love with you” he says
You walk out the forest with Eddie not even answering to what gareth said you just couldn’t belive you was a joke a bet that you ment nothing multiple nights you wasn’t sleeping you was laying staring at the roof all you could picture in your head was gareth you never went to anymore hellfire club till eddie bribed you to come all you did was stare at the floor not making eye contact with anyone when you rolled a 20 and killed vecna gareth went to hug but you moved away I think gareth had enough of being ignored and took matters into his own hands and kissed you Eddie didn’t like that but when he saw you kiss him back maybe you was back with gareth maybe you was happy
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harringrove week day 4 - kickstart my heart
prompt: 2am conversations
ao3 link
There's a hole in the middle of his chest that aches and makes it hard to breathe. Like he’s been hollowed out.
That's how he feels. Hollow.
Steve would love to know why emotions have to come in physical form too. Why words can feel like gut punches.
'You don't love me?'
'It’s bullshit.'
Steve swears he can feel the words driving through him still. Carving him out.
The alcohol helps a little. He’s almost grateful now that at least this happened at a party with enough people around that no one even noticed what happened and much more than enough bottles of liquor to send his mind in a haze.
He’s been sitting in Tina’s garden for hours. When he left Nancy in the bathroom it was barely 11 and now it’s 2am and there’s somehow still people dancing inside. It doesn’t even feel like half an hour with the way his thoughts spiral and make his throat clog up. Thoughts about every single time Nancy had said she loved him, had reassured him and held him close. He swallows down the sobs that try to claw up his throat and forces back the tears. Crying at a party isn’t a level of humiliation he wants to reach today. He feels pathetic enough as it is.
Obviously though, when it rains it pours. And obviously, that means that the fucking new keg king has not had enough for one night and is making his way over to the small wall that surrounds the garden and that Steve has chosen as his place to brood.
And Steve really, truly, doesn’t want to fucking deal with this, "Dude, if you want to start some sort of pissing contest just don't bother alright? I'm not in the mood."
The Terminator wannabe, Billy , Steve remembers, stops before him.
"Damn, who pissed you off then?"
Maybe it's just the fact that someone is even bothering asking. Maybe it's that Billy is lighting a cigarette while he speaks and then leans against the wall next to Steve, clearly with no intention of leaving. Maybe Steve is just desperate for company. Or maybe it's that Billy's eyes are this ridiculously shade of blue that makes Steve feel like someone pulled the ground out from under him.
"My girlfriend just told me our relationship is bullshit." The last word burns in his throat.
"Jesus," Billy laughs. There's no actual ridicule in it though. He holds out his cigarette to Steve. Steve stopped smoking completely when he and Nancy got together.
He takes the cigarette.
And then he coughs his lungs out after the first drag.
Billy has the audacity to laugh, “What, that your first?”
“Shut up,” Steve manages between coughs. “I stopped smoking for her.”
Mentally he is clapping himself on the back. Great job, Harrington. Tell the new guy even more information to use against you.
Surprisingly, he gets a hum in response that almost sounds sympathetic before Billy speaks again, "The small brunette one? The one that was standing next to you earlier?"
Earlier, when Tommy had introduced Billy to Steve in the most obnoxious way possible. When Billy had been right in Steve's face, sheen of sweat glittering on his chest and breath smelling of smoke and beer.
"Her name's Nancy," Steve says, before passing the cigarette back to Billy.
“What did you do to earn her dissatisfaction with your relationship then, amigo?” And yeah, right, he’d be the type of person to just drop amigo in a sentence. Steve’s alcohol muddled brain is not charmed by it.
Somehow, Steve’s still got a small instinct for self-preservation, “What do you care?”
Billy’s laugh is empty again, “I really don’t, but this is somehow the most interesting thing that has happened in this shithole of a town so far.”
That seems fair.
Steve wonders if Billy would still think Hawkins is as boring if he said, ‘ Right so, Nancy apparently thinks we killed her best friend, because we didn’t manage to stop her from being eaten by this otherworldly monster.’
“Well, I am bullshit because I wanted to go to this party. And I’m bullshit because I didn’t want her to get absolutely shitfaced. And our entire relationship is also bullshit because as it turns out she doesn’t actually love me.”
Steve still feels pathetic. He just stares straight ahead and waits for Billy to make fun of him.
Once again, it doesn’t happen.
“Princess doesn’t know any other words besides bullshit?”
Billy’s tone is clearly derogatory, and judging, and Steve should be more offended. He should be because this guy just insulted his girlfriend’s choice of swear word.
Ex-girlfriend.
Steve laughs instead. In his peripheral vision he can see a little smile on Billy’s face, too. The word that’s been burning a hole into him for the past 3 hours doesn’t feel as bad anymore now.
When his laughter dries up he holds out his hand for the nearly burned down cigarette. Billy’s fingers lightly touch his when he hands it over, sending tiny shockwaves through Steve’s body. Billy’s skin is warm, like he’s spent the day in the sun rather than under the gloomy clouds of fall in Indiana.
Because Steve’s brain absolutely is not equipped to deal with that sensation, he keeps talking.
“We’ve been together for nearly a year now,” he pauses when it hits him again. “Were. We were together for almost a year.”
“Fuck,” Once again, Billy sounds actually somewhat sympathetic.
Steve takes one last drag and stubbs out the cigarette.
It doesn’t twist in Steve’s chest when Billy gets up.
He stretches when he stands, making his leather jacket ride up and exposing a sliver of his naked back underneath to Steve. His skin there is just as tanned as the rest of him even if Steve thinks he can make out a faint scar on Billy’s spine.
His fingers itch to reach out. But Billy’s already lowering his arms and turning back around. Steve hastily moves his eyes up to Billy’s face.
"You know, Harrington, maybe it's not you. Maybe she's just a bit of a bitch.”
And with that he’s gone again.
Steve sits on the wall some more before he makes his way home. He doesn’t think about how much lighter he feels after the conversation with Billy. He doesn’t think about Billy’s touch or his eyes or his golden skin.
The hollowness in his chest aches a little less.
Steve really isn’t thinking much more about Nancy that night.
#harringroveweek#i just realised i only write from steve's pov#why do i only write from steve's pov#mhhh#weird#i really want to write a fic about harringrove that's from max' pov#no clue about billy tho lol#harringrove fic#billy hargrove#steve harrington#harringrove#stranger things fanfiction#harringrove fanfiction#stranger things#mimi's writing#mimi makes things#if this in parts reads like it was written by someone who has recently been told by their girlfriend that they don't love them?#mind your own business <3#and be thankful i deleted like an entire page of self pity#no beta we die like men
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Hiiii!! I wanted to make a lil story I’m not the best! But I tried so I hope you like this.
Wild had recover a memory. A memory he didn’t want to ever remember. He had finally opened that shed at the back of his house and found things he never wanted to see again.
“Open dammit!” Wild struggling to open the shed “cmonnnn, TWILIGHT!” He shouted.
“What?” Twilight walked over quickly thinking that something bad had happened.
“Do you possibly have any tools that could open this door?” Wild grinned silly
“Sure I’ll go get it.” Twilight walked away. Wild always wondered what was in there ever since he bought this old house. Twilight came back with Sky.
“..why is sky here?” Wild was confused now. “Cause ever since he tackled me to the ground you guys seem to take it as a joke and thinks he can knock anything down now.” Twilight said flatly. He was a bit petty ever since that happened.
“Goddesses Twilight! t’s not my fault! You kinda asked for it!” Sky pouted. Twilight sighed “You’re right I shouldn’t have touched your stuff while you were off guard it’s my fault. I’m sorry.” Twilight apologized.
“..uh..anyways since you’re here sk-“ Wild was cut off by Sky literally knocking down the door just by tackling it. Wow he really could knocked down things.
“There.” Sky said “the door is knocked down just like you wanted.” Sky smiled and the next thing Wild knew Sky and Twilight were walking away from him.
“Well..” Wild picked up the door and put it next to a tree and walked into the shed as soon as he walked in there he started to remember, he looked at the picture on the old wooden wall it was a picture of a little girl, a very young girl she looked as if she were around 4-6 and a old man who looked around his 40’s and 50’s and a young boy who looked like Wild but very VERY young maybe around 8-10 then he really remembered what happened.
“Play with me father!” My little sister shouted. “No I’m good. And plus I’m taking link out to see Hyrule castle town. You will stay here at home while Hama-Sama baby sits you.” My father had said flatly.
“Cmon link! Let’s go!” My father had said and dragged me with him I promised my little sister. Millie. That I would play with her but instead I’m being dragged I looked back at her looking at us, hurt and the baby sitter Hama Sama had sat right next to her trying to cheer her up.
My father was a famous knight so everyone expected him to be a great father and stay strong even after mother had died after giving birth to Mille. But he didn’t. He was so bold he blamed mothers death on Millie and was very rude towards her- threatened her even. Hama Sama was like a big brother to me and I told him everything in secret and he taught me how to fight just in case. Hama Sama was considered the “weirdo” in our town just because of his looks, had big brown eyes, pale skin that could be mistaken for actual white and his straight long black ponytail and his skinny figure was what made people bully him so badly so of course if he had told anyone else no one would believe him especially since he’s talking about a famous knight.
One day. One specific day. On Millie’s birthday our father drunk a bit too much cause he thought of this day as a curse and who knew that his threats would become true. I was making a flower crown for Millie-
“AHHHH! Help me linky!” I heard a squeaky voice screaming in pain and fear I ran so fast into the house and I saw. That. Millie- she was on the ground crying being punched, kicked, thrown around.
“MILLIE!!” I ran towards infront of her and gotten a clean punch in my face.
“Link? What the FUCK are you doing in here this is just me and this little shit dealing with business.” Father had said in a furious tone.
“Get away from her! She did nothing wrong!” I sobbed “yes the hell she DID she murder your mother!! Hannah..my sweet Hannah..gone.. Because of THIS SHIT!!” I was shoved away and Millie was being beaten by my father. I ran towards him and punched him as hard as I could. The punch didn’t effect him as he picked me up easily threw me knocking me out easily.
Next thing I knew I woke up. Knights and citizens were surrounded around our house I was one a soft carpet I was being healed. I saw that my sister…my sister..she..she
She had blood all over her. Father had killed her. Why? Why?! And Hama Sama was there he was also dead…no. I then learned that my father had made up a story saying that he left us at home for a bit to grab a present for Millie and came back home seeing that some stuff was gone and that I was knocked out while Hama Sama and Millie were dead. I ran over to them crying.
Just then my father pulled me out of there and told me this “listen here you brat you keep your mouth shut. Yes. I killed that little shit and the weirdo they broth deserved to die and go to hell together. So you listen don’t ever open your mouth AGAIN.”
And I did.
I woke up from the memory crying I was surrounded by Time, Twi, and Sky.
“Oh my goddesses you’re okay! We heard you screaming!” Sky said worryingly.
“Yes and I saw you were crying. You didn’t look okay.” Time frowned and rub circles on my back.
“Was it a bad memory again? If it was then it must’ve been horrible..I never seen you like this Champion..” Twilight said
“Nothing- it was nothing just a bad memory.” I said flatly. I walked away fasted and into my house. Now I know the reason I was a mute in those memories-
It was because of him. The murder.
I hoped you liked this story!! I love ur blogs btw your writing is so good!! 💕❤️
Oh my goodness gracious... well this is heavy...
I went in thinking was going to be nice, only to have my expectations wildly curve balled.
Like Sky just bulldozing into the shed to get it open! And Twilight being petty! DX
Why didn't the cute last!?
That being said, while this isn't typically what I would go for, I think you have a good basis and eye for wording. You did great!
If I had to mention one little (unwarranted) critique, the pacing was a bit jarring. It seemed to be cut and it jumps in some places that I would have thought would have taken a bit longer to process. But you've got a great foundation to expand upon and make this a full on fic.
Thank you for submitting it! <3
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Jimmy letting Fiona sleep in and taking care of the others for her <3
also Frank's missing and Debbie's been keeping count of the days - how many is 137 in like. months? around 4 months
Carl coming outside and dropping Debbie's backpack on the ground, saying 'lunch' and just walking away made me smile 😭
AGH. DEBBIE KISSING FRANK'S PICTURE THAT SHE STUCK TO THE FENCE 😭
Frank's in Mexico 😭
Jimmy and Fiona's first argument of the season is about popsicles <3
Lip and Ian stole smth. don't know what yet. but. damn. 😭 Lip trying to punch one of the cops and missing was funny
'get ur ass up u goddamn, pony-tailed, Fabio motherfucker' 😭 Sheila really didn't hold back there
not Jody managing to stop the baby from crying (I forgot what they named him) and then immediately setting him off again by starting to sing 😭
Frank doesn't have his passport with him. and he's also carrying an egg around for some reason
'u look like u need a course of penicillin and a lice comb' WOW. (said to Frank) 'not letting u into this country so u can add to Texas' homeless population' rip Frank
'Kev doesn't even know what a vacuum is' (Veronica) 'sure I do' outer space' (Kev) he's so stupid I love him 😭
'couple act. master and slave.' oh my GOD. stop. wait Kevin's using crutches to move around did I miss smth???
'Jimmy doesn't really do anything' FIONA?? what the fuck?? he's helping u take care of ur 5 siblings AND it just cut to him mopping the floor??
'when was the last time u were with a guy longer than three weeks?' (Veronica, to Fiona) 'never.' (Kevin) KEVIN. NO. 😭 Fiona seemed so offended
why is Jimmy stealing Liam's food AND drink?? pls at least get ur own drink
OH. Estefania's dad. came for Jimmy because he doesn't know where Estefania is? listen I know this isn't the point of this scene at all but Jimmy left the door partially open when he went outside to go check out what the cars were all about and Liam's alone inside.
Debbie getting home from school and excitedly running inside expecting Frank to be home 💔
'he's not here :-(' (Debbie) 'no cookies.' (Carl) well. Carl has his priorities straight and I respect that - 'Jimmy didn't make any cookies' (Carl) I forgot about that whole situation between Jimmy and Estefania's dad for a second
holy shit. well. Marco's dead.
Sheila looks so tired :-(
Frank tried calling Sheila for help and Sheila just hung up on him which. fair actually that was after he said the word money I think she assumed he was gonna ask for money
they're cutting up Marco's body and stuff while Estefania scream sobs - some fucking father???
Fiona got fired because the boss' nephew needed a job.
'u up for a threesome?' Ned/Lloyd is back and still as gross as ever!! for context he's still sleeping with Ian and Ian was talking about Mickey returning in a couple of weeks
man. Estefania's dad is gonna fuck up Jimmy and Fiona's relationship again why can't he just find someone else to be Estefania's husband 😭
Lip won the robot fight thing and I've never been more satisfied I love seeing assholes get their egos crushed
Fiona managed to get another job by paying a thousand pounds but what about the property tax bill??
Debbie shoving Ian away from the table when he was gonna sit at Frank's place and going 'that's still daddy's' spot is so me actually
Frank finally got back home and just silently stood there as everyone else continued talking until Ian noticed him and went quiet and stared. just. causing a chain reaction of them all turning to look at Frank and going silent 😭 Debbie being the only one to actually speak to him just. running to him and hugging him and everyone else just. continuing their conversations 😭
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hi!! this got rly long. you totes don't have to read/reply to all of this.
update on my friendship situation.
so, we (me and my best friend) started talking, and it was actually rly good. they apologized for not listening earlier, and we figured out the chord progression for the song we’re writing. The day went rly nice and i got to rant abt the things i wanted to rant abt. so we're good.
**YOU DONT HAVE TO READ THIS NEXT LONG ASS PART IT GETS INTO SOME FRIEND GROUP DRAMA THAT I NEEDED TO EXPEL OFF MY CHEST AND TELL SOEMONE**
all was well until our other ex friend (let's call em J for this story) who my best friend (let's call them A) actually dated for like 3 months started arguing over text. eventually the texts became voice memos. And this argument became really heated really fast and they like started calling out every minor flaw about each other, and J didn’t know i was in the room with A since they weren’t calling. so after they were calling out every mistake of their entire lives, J sent one message that went like “your best friend (me) is a dick anyways i don’t even know why you guys are friends.” and the next message was like "yeah, vicki fucking sucks, man. I ACTUALLY HATE HER SO MUCH" and like i heard that part, cuz it was a voice memo. so for a good 30 mins Jay was sending a ton of voice memos about ME. because they didn't realize that i was listening. Ary was just to stunned to utter a word and and was just confused on how an argument about their relationship became about me. and Jay was being so rude to me and i don't even know what i did. and they kept messaging and saying, "your best friend, sucks" "your best friend's a fucking ass" "vicki is like the worst person alive, she shits on my hobbies, my music taste, my favorite movies and my hair. they've literally pulled out a chunk of my hair before." i made like 2 jokes about how their hair looks like a highlighter, but within the 2 years i've known Jay i could never speak like a sentence without them calling me a dork or a nerd or a suck-up. like once or twice that joke is fine, but they said it after EVERY SENTENCE! and the only reason i pulled a chunk of their hair was because they put me in a headlock and PINNED ME TO THE GROUND until i couldn't breathe! finally Ary spoke up and stood up for me and said "Jay, you've done so much worse shit to vicki aswell. like punching her and calling her a dork so much that i brought her to tears, and yelling that i have a crush on the guy that bullied her for years" (all true things btw.) and then Jay goes, "at least i told vicki to stop they never told me to stop," DID THEY REALLY THINK I COULD?? I WAS SCARED TO BE PUT IN ANOTHER HEAD LOCK AGAIN! this is the BEST part now, Jay was like "Ary, what are you even doing defending her rn? you lowkey hated her for a while" i was to stunned to speak, i was also rly confused abt everything. and i rly thought Ary was defending me too. and then Ary is now like SCREAMING at Jay like over voice memos and the convo stated steering away from me (finally) and honestly i just started reading wholesome peter fanfics cuz i got way too emotionally drained for this shit. honestly if i didn't i would've started sobbing if i didn't distract myself. and then Jay goes, "at least i ended the friendship" BRO. in such a harsh way, Jay literally said that I made them feel like abslute shit whenever we were around each other. and that she wished i wasn't around.
ANYWAYS HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY WHILE I COPE W THIS. (ill be reading fanfics and listening to my new playlist)
stay safe,
luv ya!
-victoria
oh my GOD vic, your friend J is so… honestly, i’m gonna say it, they are doing SO much shitty stuff and you do NOT deserve that ?!?!?!!!!!! i don’t even know how the argument became about you, i’m assuming it was the insecurity getting to J especially since they were arguing about flaws they had, J was probably trying to steer the topic away from themselves… and the whole headlock thing ??? oh my god i’m so glad you guys are ex friends because that’s genuinely such a horrible situation to be put in, and the fact that you were afraid to speak up too ?? ughh :(( i’m so so sorry you’e dealing with this shit, you’re such a kind soul, please don’t let this stuff get to you <3
i’m glad you and your friend worked things out tho !!! proud of you guys for communicating with one another :) <3
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Head buried in his knees, legs tucked close to his chest as he sits on the ground, shoulders shake with muffled sobs. Soaked from cleaning himself up in the school's bathroom, Addi shivers from the cold now clinging to his body. But it's still better than the stickiness that had overtaken him when paint was dumped from above thanks to a former kinda-crush and his stupid friends. Frankly, Addison can't give them many points for creativity when it comes to pouring paint on the enthusiastic artist. He's been covered in his fair share of art supplies.
Asking Addie out on a fake date, only to ambush the petite male when he went to meet up with the guy? THAT was different than the usual bullying.
Large tail wrapping around himself, Addison shrinks even further, hidden in the shadows of some nearby lockers. The only thing he can think to be grateful for is that it's after school, so there shouldn't be anyone around to witness his humiliation. Hopefully. Not that it matters in the long run... Those guys are probably going to be bragging to everyone about how they tricked him. As if Addison didn't have a hard enough time with being bullied as it is. - (( *shoves Addi over for Tom* UwU ))
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Oh no this wouldn't fly. Tom was filled with intense rage almost instantly. As well as this deep love for his ex boyfriend. No way was he gonna let these assholes get away with this. Lucky for addi he was the only other person to witness this. Lucky for him too since it would hurt him anger him even more if any kids would laugh at him for this.
A swift punch in the face was given to addi's fake date. The guy so shocked by the action that he fell on his ass almost instantly. He didn't stop there either. Tom really laid into him. Tackling him once he was in the floor. Punch after punch was given until his nose was clearly broken. Blood dripping and staining the teenager's fists.
"That's for addie! Don't you ever fucking talk to him again. Scratch that don't even look at him again. You think that shit's funny? He actually liked your bitch ass and you did all that for some joke? You're fucking pathetic. You had your chance with an amazing guy like that you threw that away for a cheap laugh? You're a pathetic waste of space."
Once he was done with that he dusted himself off while the victim was getting treated by his friends. It didn't take long for the incubus to find his ex. "Hey it's okay." He began. Not getting too close as he walked up to him. "Look I know what happened and I took care of it. I beat the shit out of that guy. That was really fucked up. You didn't deserve that. That chump just ruined his chance of ever being with a guy as great as you are."
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Sorry guys, I just...had an urge! Enjoy <3
Title: "This Is How It Ends, No Need For An Encore."
Category: Angst.
Warnings: Blood, violence, death, actual straight up pain.
Summary: Lee's cutting it too close tonight.
"SHIT- SHIT! FUCK-" Lee spat as he dodged yet another swipe from a biter, he was cutting this close, too close, he swung his bat forward and cracked it square over the skull, stumbling backwards and climbing through a window, broken glass slicing up his gloved palms, "Fuck...Fuck, shit!" he breathed shakily, padding through the dark house with bat held threateningly ahead of him, nothing in sight, he needed to get to a safe zone in the next half hour, he's been out too long, cutting it close...far...too...close.
A howl from the doorway beside him, Lee screamed and wildly swung his bat as he leapt backwards, fucking volatile bastards, god, he missed the days when he didn't fear the fucks, the creature spat and snarled as he finally turned and began to run down the corridor, stumbling over rubble and furniture, gotta get out, gotta get out, Lee slammed through a patio door and out onto a balcony, leaping down onto a truck and racing through the streets, "SHIT!!" he hollered as claws slashed his left arm, "NO, NO, NO!" his sneakers thudded along the concrete and he sprawled up a lamppost and leapt to the next roof.
His biomarker beeped a shrill warning and Lee felt his pulse quicken, he needs to get out of here, he skipped across the rooftops and sloppily dodged anything that obstructed his path, a straggling biter latched onto his foot and he furiously shook his leg in retaliation, the thing sinking it's disgusting fucking teeth into the young man, "GET THE FUCK OFF ME-" Lee snarled, slamming his bat into its shoulders but not deterring it, he reached down and yanked his foot free of his sneaker, stumbling backwards now he was free.
"No- No, no, fuck, shit!" Lee grasped the bite on his leg and bit his lip angrily, 'Beep Beep', another warning, he struggled forward and nearly missed his next jump from the blinding pain, come on kiddo, there's a safe house here somewhere, you know this street, "Mfgh- You've got this, me, you've got this!" he stammered with a pained chuckle, stumbling across the roof and peering around to the ground below, purple lights just a street away, his green eyes lit up with pure joy, "Yes! YES- God, YE-" his words were cut off by a high pitched snarling behind him.
His blood ran cold and he spun quickly, two fucking virals, Lee groaned and swung his bat forward into one of their sides, grunting at the effort, his leg hurt so bad and he was starting to feel lightheaded, "BASTARDS-" he seethed, the second viral punching him hard and sending the young man falling backwards like an idiot, "NO YOU FUCKING DON'T!" Lee hollered as he kicked his non injured leg into one of them and got onto his knees to slam his bat against its throat, a sickening, pleasing crack followed; the other one howled and swung at him, missing just by an inch for the boy to shove it over the edge.
"Shhit...Shhhhit..." Lee coughed weakly, 'Beep Beep', he stared at his biomarker with growing horror, orange ticked over to bright red, "No. No- No! I still have time- Please!" he whispered, trying to rise from his knees but the debilitating pain of his bitten leg made him sob weakly, "No- Fuck! Fuck, no! No-" he hiccuped, that's when the headache started, a searing pain like somebody was driving a red hot poker through his ears, he choked on a scream and fell forward onto his hands, bat tossed aside in favour for clawing at the grass covered roof, it hurts, it hurts so much!
He gasped for air and dug his nails into the rooftop, his eyes hurt, his fingers hurt, his head hurt, it hurts, "NNN- NO- NO- PL-" Lee spat his words out with thick globs of bile, or was it blood? He couldn't focus on that right now, the young man sobbed and pulled his hands to cup his head, whimpering as the pain got worse, it hurts, god it hurts, where's his dad? Where's his dad?! Lee's vision grew blurred and he coughed as the first seizure took over, he couldn't move, he couldn't move, no, no, no-
Nobody could hear him, could they? Lee gasped as his fingers spasmed and his whole body trembled and twitched, he swore his bit his tongue, but all he could taste was a sweet...addictive syrup in his mouth, "DAAAHHHD..." his voice crackled as he managed to scream out for somebody who wouldn't come, who couldn't even hear him, his teeth gnawed at the inside of his cheek and he cried loudly, weakly, "PHHLEAASE- I DON- I do...nt wanna die..." he whimpered, it hurt so much, it felt like his eyes were fucking melting from his skull, and that eternal...beeping, it hurt, so much, so fucking badly.
"Daahd...Aidehn-...Sombdeey...Pl...ea..." his throat hurt so badly, he needs to shut up, Lee curled into himself as another spasm took over, why was he calling out to Aiden? He wasn't here anymore, why wasn't he here? You know why, no he doesn't, where's Aiden? Where's anybody? Where's Hakon? Where's Law- CRACK.
#postinginsilence#writinginsilence#dying light#dying light 2#dl2#dying light fandom#dl2 oc#dl2 self insert#self insert & canon#oc & canon#tw.blood#tw.death#tw.violence#angst#pure angst#flown from the nest mission#OC: Lee Morgan#OC: infected Lee Morgan#🌼him.txt
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drivers license - suna rintarou
part 2 right here
inspired by the song driver's license
his house is right there, right in front of me.
sitting in the car biting my lip holding back the sob that threatened to escape, how did it become like this? how did i end up sitting in here alone while you went off with her? that was supposed to be me, you said you would wait?
suna rintarou
a beautiful boy, his smile never failed to warm your heart. the way he would hold you in his arms, pout when you weren't paying attention, brush your hair behind your ear, the way he would kiss you and buy you your favorite drinks or take you to that little park you loved so much as you guys watched the sunset and fell in love all over again.
then how did it get like this?
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“hi my name is l/n y/n and i'm your new manager!,” you introduced yourself. was a first year at inarizaki and needed to get into a club, atsumu decided to introduce you to the coach and give in a few words.
looking around the team you felt a nice presence, and that's when your eyes landed on his, those green piercing eyes. having his knees to his chest laughing at atsumu for trying to punch him for showing him something on his phone.
the way his laugh died down but kept a smile as he looked at you.
you blushed but became distracted as kita called you over.
“thank you guys for accepting me have a good night!,” you said grabbing your bag and leaving. “wait up i’ll walk with you,” you heard a voice behind you say. you turned to hear the voice and it belonged to him.
you guys walked under the stars, you shivered forgetting a jacket and that's when he looked at you and smirked. “the old jacket technique huh let me guess you want me to take mine’s off and give it to you,”
you gasped and looked right at him, “no i actually forgot you weirdo whatever i guess i'll walk faster,” you said speeding up. “wait i’m just teasing here i have a hoodie it’s my sleeping in class hoodie so better not ruin it.”
you took it hesitantly but put it on either way, it was big and burgundy and my god the scent you can still remember to this day how good he smelled like. “looks good on you maybe i’ll let you keep it,” he said as you guys continued to walk.
that was your first interaction, your first words to each other and one of the many nights you guys have come to spend together
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everything else came easily, even though having a age gap it didn’t stop your feelings whatsoever, and also never stopped him from showing affection.
you still remember your first kiss
how he kissed you by surpised on the slide of a old park where you guys sneaked out to get ice cream.
still remember how he started bringing extra hoodies and hair ties since you had a habit of forgetting both.
still remember that night under the stars in the backseat of his car when he looked at you and told you he was in love with you.
you teared up staring at him as he giggled softly caressing your face, holding your waist even more closer to his chest as your bodies connected.
“i love you rintarou,” you smiled crying softly.
he looked at you rubbing your tears away, “and i love you y/n l/n,”
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how it was such a good 6 months. looking back you should have seen the way you guys would only hang out around the night or weekdays.
how he wouldn't hold your hand in school or only be affection around the team.
and how you guys weren't exactly official, never asked you officially to be his but hey because of the memories spent together you thought of course your his and he’s yours.
you first saw her when she came through the doors, holding his notebook as she apologized but nevertheless gave him a smile and he gave one back. she was pretty- like really pretty.
pretty blue eyes, blonde long hair, beautiful body.
“so this is what overthinking feels like huh,” you mumbled as you shook your head and went back to setting the net up.
after practice you and suna as always walked home
you guys decided to take a detour heading to your park where many memories were made.
“hey rin,” you asked as you looked over the river that was by the bridge. “yes love?,” he replied. “what are we?,” you asked him.
please say im yours...
“well your younger than me, i want you to be mines and you already are, always and forever sooo how about this,” he turned to look at you and bent down so his head was right at yours. “when you become a 2nd year and get your driver's license we can officially be together yeah? i'll get down on one knee and ask you to be mine,” he rolled his eyes as you giggled.
he stuck out his pinkie and you stuck out yours. “you’ll wait for me?,” you said.
he wrapped his pinkie around yours, “always, make sure you just don't crash don't want you dying before your mine but yes i promise i will wait for you l/n,” suna smiled grabbing you and pulling you in for a kiss.
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finals came up and yes you and suna got distant due to you studying, yet you weren't nervous you were excited to finally walk down the halls holding his hand.
looking back you should have seen the signs of him not texting you often or wanting to help you, you shrugged it off maybe he was struggling in some classes too.
finally the day was here, texting osamu all morning about how you would pick them up for school so you can show off to suna.
laughing driving up to school with the twins, you got out the car and seeing suna’s back against one of the walls
you were about to call out for him until you saw her again. this time she was wearing the burgundy hoodie, and he was the one holding her hand. he was smiling? the smile he gave you specifically to you he was giving to her.
tears filled your eyes.
“y/n chan.. i’m-” , “its okay atsumu just get to class okay?,” you turned around hand shaking as you hold your keys, tears spilling down your eyes. “i'm going to be okay,” you smiled. “no, you’re crying,”
“i said i’m okay, i’m just going to leave,” you said running to your car and getting the fuck outta there.
leaving you saw atsumu go up to suna and scream at him.
your heart felt like it was being pulled, this can’t be real?
you headed home, slamming your door and falling to the ground, how could you rin?
flashes of him and her passed your mind seeing how happy he was.
you looked underneath and saw a photo on the ground. your grabbed it and sat on your bed, it was you and him in a photobooth smiling and then kissing. underneath in his handwriting he wrote “my love always and forever,”
you felt like throwing up, so this is what heartbreak feels like.
you were hurt mad even at the fact that before anything was able to happen it was already ruined. you cried yourself to sleep wanting to ignore the pain/
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you woke up around 9 p.m, you were confused but remembered all that happened today
“so that wasn't a horrible dream?,” you tried to laugh it out but really couldn’t.
you needed fresh air, you changed into sweatpants and a baggy shirt.
going for a drive blasting music, you didn’t know where you were going but you just needed to feel the air flowing past you. you stopped at the red light, everything was getting blurry tears now leaving as you hit the steering wheel.
you kept driving and ending up parking in this neighborhood, being very familiar but automatically knowing where you ended up. you looked to your right and saw his house.
you were about to get off trying to get closure you said, needing answers still trying to doubt everything and thinking maybe this was a horrible joke from the twins and him but then you got all the closure you needed. seeing as the door opened revealing the girl coming out.
your heart dropped seeing how happy they were and dare you say actually look good together. he smiled down at her and grabbed her for a kiss.
you gasped as a heart wrenching sob escaped your lips, she walked away as he never took his eyes off her figure.
that was me.
he then looked turning his head and made eye contact with you, you just silently laughed as you shook your head at him and turned on the car leaving. “y/n wait!,” you heard him say as you left.
you headed to the small park and sat in the slide looking up as you laid down and finally let everything out. “never knew your waiting was just a short trial did i have to pay for millions of hours?,” you cried as you looked up in the sky seeing your memories replay in your head
‘Cause how could I ever love someone else’
And I know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one
And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay now that I'm gone
Guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me
'Cause you said forever now I drive alone past your street’
your phone dinged as you look who texted you
suna rin: y/n we need to talk...
suna rin: please, i am so so sorry just hear me out.
suna rin: i really did wait i just, please let's just meet up.
you texted back
“im really happy for you suna, goodbye rintarou.”
you then deleted his contact as you took a deep breathe and sat up.
“i still see your face
In the white cars”
you grabbed your head, “was i not good enough?,”
“We crossed
I still hear your voice
In the traffic
We're laughing”
flash back
“you know i think we're meant to be,” suna said from your bed as you were on your laptop finishing some things. “wow such a hopeless romantic,” you smiled at him as you were putting back your earphones. “just maybe right person wrong time,” he said softly. you looked back at him, “i'm sorry did you say something,” you asked him. he just shook his head, “nothing i was just saying your a nerd,” he said as he threw a pillow at your face. “you know what,” you got up and jumped on top of him both laughing.
flashback over
‘God, I'm so blue
Know we're through
But I still fucking love you, babe’
you finally realized what he said, right person wrong timing
you looked up at the cherry blossom tree and softly smiled
“your right suna we really were meant to be just right person, wrong time.”
i guess not every love story is meant to be complete.
the end.
#suna#suna rintaro imagine#suna rintaro x you#suna rintarō#inarizaki#heartbreak#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#angst#suna rintarou#suna rintaro hcs#suna rintarou x reader#haikyu x reader#atsumu#miya twins#x reader#sad#romance
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A Helping Hand
Raian Kure x Fem Reader
Note: he lives rent free in my mind and I just have to let him out for a little so I wrote this one shot
Warning ⚠️: blood?, cursing
“ huh?” She spoke completely confused. “ I said that I wanted to help with your wound” he said “ why would you want to help me raian “ he shrugged his shoulders. “ I can do it on my own” you said.
What caused this? Well you were on a job, to kill some guy from the Wu clan, but you didn’t know that Edward and Alan were there, so you were almost killed, thanks to raian you were alive.
“ fuck off” you yelled as Alan grabbed your hair, a smile creeping on to his face “ you fucking Wu’s “ “ you’ve got spunk, and your strong for you size, you killed so many of our men, maybe we should get on those genes of yours “ Edward spoke. “ hell no get your own fucking genes assho-“ you were interrupted by a punch to your gut, you coughed blood ‘ that blow hurt’ you thought “ (y/n) (l/n) or the grim reaper, I would love to play with you until your dead” Alan spoke as he kneed you in the face and pushed your face in to the ground.
“ that’s enough Alan, I thought I said I wanted to keep her, don’t you see so many men dead, she’s strong “ Edward said a smile on his face “ I don’t think so, she’s mine after all, fucker” said a familiar voice. ‘ raian?’ You thought. “ why the fuck are you here?” You yelled “ to save your dumb ass, are you fucking stupid “ Raian laughed. Alan let go of you, running at raian. Edward was going to walk to you but was stopped by raian as he picked up and ran off with you.
Now you were here, in the Kure village. “ oh come on” Raian spoke “ I said no, you fuck” you said your eyes narrowed in to slits. “ is it really that bad for me to lend out a hand?” He said “ your acting like your worried or something, this isn’t like you” you said.
“ ya so what, your the one who almost fucking died and I’m not worried for shit” he explained “ ya I already knew that, and, and” you stumbled over your words “ and and?” He mocked you slightly “ for get about it” “ (y/n) , I’m all ears you wanna say something then fucking say it” he said.
“ I’m grateful”
you whispered softly, you expected him not to hear but when you looked at him his face was full of shock.
Your lip quivered, you clenched your jaw as tears slipped from your eyes. “ I - I don’t want to die” you sobbed, as you put your hands to your face.
You felt as you were pulled in to raians body, his sent filled your nose. “ I’m scared, raian “ he didn’t say anything.
He just started to walk, slowly pulling you with him as he sat down on the couch. He hummed.
He was an asshole, and this was something that you held dear to yourself. That was one of the first times that happened, raian Kure didn’t say a word as you ranted about your feelings. He held you close, he was actually being a good lover, for the first time you both started dating.
His lips brushed against your forehead “ I love you” he whispered against your skin, you were asleep in his arms, your eyes puffy from crying “ I really do” he said as he kissed your forehead.
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