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angelsforthenight · 4 months

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BEYOND SALVAGE — ellie williams x fem!reader.

a catholic boarding school AU pt 1 🍓

pt 2 here!

you’re somebody that’s virtuous, staying in an all girls catholic boarding school. fallen victim to the vast fear of god, you try your hardest not to sin. however what happens when an embarrassing incident catches a certain rogue girl’s attention — who absolutely reeks of sin?

content: heavy religious talk, catholic, holy! reader, rebel!ellie, quiet!reader, player!ellie, ellie has piercings, ‘lil raunchy but no smut (yet heheh), v brief mention of drugs, v brief mention of porn.

a/n: this is a rewrite of a fic i did back in the summer! i had accidentally (and stupidly) deleted my account :,) let’s pray people see this.

having lived in a catholic boarding school for half of your life, it’s only natural you were heavily religious. the fear of god plagued you like a disease. you were nailed on following the Word, and earning a seat in heaven — not it’s roaring, fiery counterpart.

you were a good girl: always following the rules the sisters bestowed upon you. always deemed as pure, and untainted. you prayed every night without fail: knelt beside your bed, elbows against the mattress, hands clasped together.

you had always tried your hardest to stray away from sin. however, there’d be temptations, of course. for instance, that one time you caught a bunch of girls in your dorm giggling and squealing at a porno-magazine they had randomly found somewhere. you had accidentally caught a very brief glimpse at a woman flaunting her tits and you couldn’t quite put your finger on it, but it made you feel something. a needy little throb between your thighs. that night, consumed with guilt, you had prayed so hard that your head hurt.

oh, and if we’re talking about temptations? ELLIE WILLIAMS had to be the hardest one yet.

take the word sinful and ellie would come to mind. she was someone you had always tried your best to avoid. rebellious, brash and cocky. it was said she was forced here as punishment from her parents. she had always been hard to discipline: had piercings (spider bites and one on her right brow), always snuck out and was notorious for smuggling in drugs.

even though ellie was a pain, there was no way the nuns could expel her since her parents sponsored the school a generous amount. they had to resort to seeing ellie as someone they could “save.”

whenever she roamed the hallways, every girl would scramble to move out of her way. she was incredibly intimidating and got into fights whenever she wanted to — both with students AND the sisters. of course you wouldn’t want to mess with her.

there were also numerous rumours circling around about her. too many to count, but one stuck with you the most: that she gets it on with girls. hearing from your gossip-gripped friends that ellie had fucked a handful of girls in your school had surprised you. you were brutally naive, so preoccupied with seeming good in the eyes of the Lord that you weren’t aware that something like that could happen. this had only made you want to stay away from ellie even more.

you were quiet, so timid and meek that you believed yourself lucky to actually have friends. your quietness allowed ellie not to notice you, not even be aware of your existence despite you two being in a lot of the same classes. you didn’t mind — in fact, you were glad. relieved, even.

that is, until the school’s annual sports day.

it was a scorching hot day in the middle of june and many of the girls were excited. not particularly because of the sports but because every time, the neighbouring all boys school would join yours. a classic boys versus girls. you didn’t really care whether the boys were here or not, as opposed to your friends who were all bashful and red-faced. you found it understandable considering they’re sheltered away from them most of the time. bless them.

you and your friends were leaning against the fence of the tennis court. you were so hot that your t-shirt stuck to the small of your back, little baby hairs glued to your forehead. bored from all the boy-talk, your eyes decided to drift to a certain auburn-haired girl: manspreading on the bench right across from you. you wondered how a woman could sit so unladylike.

ellie was out of breath, probably from doing a running activity. there was visible sweat gleaming on the corner of her forehead and her cheeks were pink. god knows why, but you allowed yourself to prolong your stare. you watched as ellie grabbed her water bottle, gulping down desperate sips; some of the water spilling and dripping down her slender neck. you watched as the skin on her neck bobbed as she sipped, heard as she panted breathlessly like a dog. you felt the skin on your cheeks begin to prickle, and you suddenly found it hard to breathe. when her pale green eyes caught yours, you immediately looked away, turning your attention back to your friends. that was the first time you two had ever made eye contact.

a moment later, it was your group’s turn to play tennis. ellie remained perched on the bench, and as you waited in the queue to have a go on batting the ball, you happened to be quite near her. you tried your very best to play it cool. ellie paid no attention, spaced-out and obviously too lazy to participate in the activities.

there were also boys in the queue, right behind you, which had got your girls in a frenzy. one of your friends decided to push you against them. “oops” she would say before purposely bumping you towards them again and again. you were awkward and uncomfortable, but you had played it off and giggled, acting as if it was funny. at a point, she accidentally pushed you too hard which made you lose your balance; stumbling on your heel and falling backwards. right onto ellie’s lap. yep! her lap.

“woah?” ellie said, caught off guard. “oh shit. go. go!” your so-called friends murmured as they scrambled off, leaving you completely and utterly humiliated. you immediately bolted off her lap as you turned around to look at her.

“i’m really sorry. that was— i mean, my f-friends were…” you began to ramble, feeling your whole body turn hot. ellie’s lips cracked up into an amused grin.

“it’s chill. not very often you get a cute girl sitting on your lap for less than a second.” she chuckled. you blushed immensely, before rapidly nodding and speeding away.

if only your little innocent self knew how quick things would change…

a/n: hooked? read pt 2 here!

#ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie x you #ellie smut #ellie williams smut #tlou2 #ellie tlou2 #ellie x y/n #the last of us #tlou fanfiction #tlou #lesbian

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iambilliejeanok · 6 months

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For the JJK men, can you please do flirting headcanons? How do they hit on their crush? Thanks! 🥰

🩷Gojo||Sukuna||Nanami🩷

All SFW

Gojo

His overconfident ass has a reason to believe that you’re down bad for him, so he genuinely thinks that anything he does for you has you kicking your feet and giggling in bed at night.

He’s absolutely stunned and shocked to say the least when he finds out that you’re not really feeling him. Now he realizes that you’re ✨different✨ lol. You’re not as easy as most people are. This is usually how he behaves when he’s more so focused on smashing or attention than anything else.

He’s a little bit different when his feelings are involved. When he really likes you, maybe he’s a bit more sweet and genuine. He knows all the things women like, but maybe you’re no ordinary woman, maybe you’re not into the typical things, but it wouldn’t hurt to try.

He takes note of the way you act around him. He loves to make you laugh, since his physical charm alone isn’t really helping him in this case. He’s proud of himself everytime he succeeds, most especially because of the sound of your laugh, no matter what it sounds like.

He loves giving you head pats. Whenever he greets you hello or goodbye, mainly because he’s too scared you’ll reject him if he goes in for a hug. To him that’s serious boyfriend girlfriend shit. He definitely doesn’t wanna scare you away.

He will always offer to take whatever load he can off your shoulders though, whether it’s helping you carry a few bags or even helping you with whatever work you have. He’s happy that he can be helpful. Will wink at you everytime you make eye contact, and smile too. That’s sure to make you blush everytime.

He might wanna hold your hand, actually, he wants to hold your hand really bad, but he’ll first wait for yours to brush against his before he tries to grab it, sharing a fun fact or pointing at something while at it to distract you from what he’s doing, and then he has your hand in his. Success. Even though you know what he’s doing, you feel sorry for the poor guy but you love your hand in his anyway, so you’ll play along.

You know he likes you since that hand move happens often. To confirm your suspicions, he will casually kiss the back of your hand when you’re not looking, and when you quickly look at him, he’s looking the other way. For somebody with such confidence, he’s too shy when it comes to sealing the deal with you.

Sukuna

Sukuna already knows he can’t lose. Not in anything that he does, ever. He’s confident in his approach. He will dress up nice at all times, just in case you happen to pass by. He wants you to look at him. To drool over him. But in order to do that he knows he needs to give you a reason to behave like that.

We all don’t know how he makes it happen, but one thing about him, he will always have a rose in hand whenever the two of you cross paths. He’s also not afraid to grab your hand and lean in for a hug. His hugs are amazing. He pulls you in close and holds you tight, keeping his hands on your lower back to assert some dominance but never goes lower than that to show you he respects you.

He might be a little sassy though. He wants you to chase him too remember? So he won’t do too much, only just enough to catch your attention. Opening the doors, and all that is a little much for him. He’s not doing all that honey.

He’s very physical in his approach. When he experiences cuteness aggression while with you, he’ll gently grab you by the back of your head and plant a kiss on your forehead. He’s very obvious about his feelings to you and will voice them often with possessive wording, like; “Hey pretty, does my angel need any help with that?”, or “What does my baby want for lunch today?” And so on lol.

Nanami

Mr steal ur girl ok. He’s true to this not new to it. He knows what to say and what to do to swoop you right off your feet.

He’s very observant, and will act according to what he notices your interests and desires are. If you happen to run a small business or have a full time job, he will always make time out of his day to stop by and help out, or maybe even pick you up or drop you off for work.

He really wants you to know what kind of a man he is through his actions. So when he feels like it’s the right time to ask you to be his girlfriend, you know what you’re signing up for. He often invites you over for dinner, and cooks a delicious, healthy meal for the two of you to enjoy. Very cordial and trustworthy. You can always rely on him for whatever you need or in case of an emergency.

He will always bring you a bouquet of flowers at the end of the day, regardless of how hectic his day has been. You’re always on his mind, he’s crazy about you once he realizes his feelings. He’s also very straightforward but polite at the same time, kindly asking for a hug or maybe even a kiss on the cheek whenever he sees you.

Loves to take you out to your favorite places, just the two of you. He doesn’t like anyone else being near you to ruin whatever date he has planned. Especially not Gojo. Please not Gojo.

He’s such a gentleman. And he displays it in how he treats you.

#jjk imagines #jujustu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen x reader #satoru gojo headcanons #satoru gojo x reader #nanami imagine #gojo imagines #nanami x reader #nanami headcanons #sukuna imagines #sukuna x reader #sukuna headcanons

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sanguineterrain · 2 years

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prompt: the first time you use a pet name on steve :) (he actually really likes it. it makes him feel all special and loved and admired) - lavvvvv 💌

everybody say hello to my beloved. say "hello lav!" good, good.

steve x gn!reader. smidge of angst (bc it's me) but major fluff!

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"Baby, can you try this?"

You've hardly hung your coat before Steve's in front of you with a wooden spoon full of sauce. He puts it to your lips.

"Taste, honey," he encourages. "Wanna make sure I'm not gonna kill the kids."

"I don't think you're gonna kill them with spaghetti, Steve."

Nevertheless, you bump your lips to the spoon and lick the sauce off your mouth. You smile, nodding.

"Yeah?" he asks.

"Yeah," you confirm. "First a babysitter, now a chef. Aren't I lucky."

Steve throws a grin like spun gold over his shoulder.

"Flatterer," he says, but his ears are red. "How was work?"

"Good. Not too busy."

"Everybody was nice?" he checks.

You laugh. "Yes, Steve. Everybody was nice. You don't have to crack any skulls this time."

"I have no problem doing so," he says in a tone you can't tell is joking or not. "Nobody should be giving my sweetheart a hard time."

Sweetheart. The first thing you learned while dating Steve Harrington is that he loves giving pet names. Nothing compares to the way he softens and bestows the most affectionate monikers known to man.

And what do you call him in return? Steve. Just Steve.

It's pathetic is what it is. Steve's effortless in his endearments and you refer to him like a co-worker.

"Honey?"

Steve waves a hand in front of you.

"Hmm? Sorry. What were you saying?"

His gentle smile returns.

"I was asking if you could set the table? Think this is almost done."

"Oh! Sure, yeah."

You grab the foliage-themed placemats (Steve's purchase, not yours) and head to the dining table. You don't know exactly what the reason for tonight's dinner is, but Steve loves company and cooking, and it's entirely possible he's doing this just because.

"Robin'll be here soon. Eddie's stopping by too, can you believe? I think he's bringing Dustin, who'll probably wolf down everything in three seconds and ditch us for the arcade. Kid's gotta learn some manners."

"And you wonder why you're the designated mom of the group," you giggle.

Steve rolls his eyes, but you know he's not upset. He likes being someone the kids can rely on. Somebody special.

The reminder of how Steve is nicknameless in your presence returns. He's lovely flittering about in the kitchen, at home for once in his house. You have the urge to push his hair behind his ear so you can see more of his jawline. Steve's a mix of strong and delicate features. Royally handsome. You've always thought so.

"Look at these," Steve says, holding up a pair of tomatoes. "Thought I wouldn't find any this late in the year but the good stuff was downtown. Kinda expensive, though. But they taste amazing, so I think it's worth it, y'know?"

You lean in, overwhelmed by your affection.

"Well, all the credit shouldn't go to them." Here you go. "You make anything taste good, my prince."

You wait for Steve to glow, maybe turn a little shy. It doesn't come. Instead, he stiffens. Your smile slips.

"Steve?" you try.

He turns off the stove. You shift antsily.

"Steve, did you hear? I said—"

"Your prince," he finishes. "Yeah, I heard you. I get it. I'm so removed from reality that I'll go downtown for good tomatoes. 'Cause I'm the trust fund kid. I got it."

"What? N-no, no, no! Oh my God, Steve."

You get up. Steve's already curling in on himself, trying to self-soothe and bury his hurt. You tug him away from the stove and cup his face with your hands.

"That's not what I meant, Steve. I would never make that joke. I'm sorry, I just wanted to call you a name!"

That makes him tilt his head, hurt slipping into confusion.

"Call me a name?"

"Yeah, like... like baby or sweetheart. All the nice names you give me. Except I wanted to give you a special name 'cause you always give me special names. And I chose prince because you're so handsome."

Steve's eyes widen. "Oh."

You nod rapidly.

"Yeah, handsome like a prince! I wish I could paint you. I'd paint you like those Renaissance masters. They'd love to have painted you, y'know? 'Cause you've got the nice jaw."

You trace his chin with one finger. Steve's gaze is indecipherable, so you keep talking.

"And you've also got those big, pretty eyes. You're this perfect mix of soft and strong, you know? You've got features that are really beautiful to look at, like your lips and nose. So I settled on prince, and you're my prince, and—"

"Y/N."

You cringe.

"Yeah?"

Steve tilts your face to his and kisses you sweetly. You relax into his embrace, humming. He pulls back first, brushing your cheek with a knuckle.

"I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions," he says. "That's—Jesus, that's probably the best compliment I've ever received. Renaissance masters? How do you come up with this stuff? Totally blows my names out of the water."

You shake your head.

"No, it doesn't. I feel so warm when you call me those. And I just wanted to reciprocate."

"Baby, you do. Just by being you. You don't have to call me anything but Steve."

"I want to. I'll come up with a different one," you vow.

"No, no," he grins, nuzzling your cheek. "Keep it. I like being your prince."

#steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fanfiction #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fluff #blurb #inbox #lav tag 💜

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slasherhaven · 2 years

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Do you think any of the slashers could love their s/o enough to stop killing?

Would any of the Slashers stop killing for their S/O?

Thomas Hewitt would if he could. He doesn’t kill because he wants too, it’s something that he feels he has to do for the family, he does it pretty much because Hoyt made him and now he believes it's something he has to do for survival. It’s not really a matter of whether he loves you enough, he loves you more than anything. Would he stop killing if he could? Absolutely! The thought of a normal life with you would be a dream come true. The issue is that he can’t, not as long as Hoyt has any power over the family. Even then, this is the family's norm now...it might take getting him away from the family altogether for a chance at a normal life.

Michael Myers likely couldn’t stop even if he wanted too. He kills because of an impulse/urge that he can’t control. While he might become less aggressive in general with a loving S/O, it’s very unlikely he would stop killing. Simply because that urge won’t go away, so he wouldn’t be able to stop killing...it’s the whole reason he kills in the first place. Might kill less though if something about his S/O lessens or quietens those urges, but will never stop completely.

Jason Voorhees has the room for some revaluation. He kills out of a sense of duty, which would be very difficult to ‘unteach’ him but maybe not impossible. It would take a long time and a lot of patience and communication but there is a small chance you could convince him that he doesn’t need to hurt the people who come to the camp, that they aren’t actually doing anything majorly wrong. If you can’t deal with the killing, that would be a good motivator for him to revaluate some things but this is still an unlikely outcome.

Brahms Heelshire doesn’t need to kill. It’s not like Brahms has much opportunity to kill, it’s something that will happen if he feels threatened. So yes, he could definitely love his S/O enough to stop killing completely. If you stay in a relationship with him, enjoying you're little isolated life together, Brahms isn't even going to encounter somebody he wishes to harm. He's happy as long as you stay.

Bo Sinclair is...a difficult person, as usual. Bo could probably stop. He doesn’t go out looking for people to kill, he waits for them to come to the town and he can be waiting for a very long time so it’s not like it’s something that he has to do. But he can be stubborn, if he likes doing it why would he stop? So...theoretically, yes. But realistically? No. This is what he does, his duty to Ambrose, and he enjoys it, you knew that from the beginning and that's the end of it.

Vincent Sinclair has a lot of promise. Having somebody who just loves and accepts him does some wonderful things for him. Vincent absolutely adores you and if you really don’t like the killing that happens in the town, it will be a step in the right direction with him. The main issue is that Bo has a lot of control over him, and that type of relationship isn’t something that can change over night, plus this is his normal now. Getting out of Ambrose with him might be his only hope for full rehabilitation, he would stop killing if he left Ambrose but...what are really the chances of that happening?

Lester Sinclair also has a lot of promise. Out of the three brothers, he probably cares for the killing the least. It’s not something he enjoys like Bo and it doesn’t contribute to his art like it does for Vincent, so...yes? Yes, Lester can definitely stop killing and most likely would...if it weren’t for his brothers. He is very loyal to his family, and that’s the main obstacle. He loves you so much...it’s just a difficult situation. Similarly to Vincent, getting him out of Ambrose could do him wonders.

Bubba Sawyer has the same problem as Thomas. Bubba doesn’t like killing, he does it because it’s a job to be done, it's what his family expect him to do, and he is mostly motivated by fear and his family. If he had the opportunity to stop, he probably would with ease, especially if you wanted him to stop. Unfortunately he can’t, not unless it was just the two of you, otherwise he would be expected to carry out his role as usual.

Billy Lenz needs the support. Yes, Billy sometimes has the urge to get a little...stabby. However, these intrusive thoughts could lessen with the soft love and the proper support of a S/O (and some major therapy), as he will have somebody to go to and help him through it. So yes, he can stop killing. Hell, you might even be able to get our boy into some much needed therapy.

Asa Emory (The Collector) couldn’t stop for long. It’s not that he doesn’t love you...he might even attempt to kill less but it’s not something he’ll be able to maintain. He loves you and has come to realise that he now needs you in his life but he also needs his ‘hobbies’. He would simply get bored without it and that has nothing to do with you, it’s just a part of his life that he needs. If you can't handle that well...he can't let you leave.

Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull) is similar to Asa. While he could try to lessen the amount he kills if you have a significant problem with it and while he would enjoy spending more time at home, eventually he would miss his ‘work’. It’s a job but it’s a job that he enjoys. He hopes that a compromise of keeping you as far away from it and out of the loop as possible (without lying to you) will be enough. There is no way he could give up being Chromeskull.

Otis Driftwood isn’t going to stop. It’s just not going to happen. He does love you, he really does but this is a part of who he is. If you can’t accept that (he doesn’t expect you to take part in it) then of course it’s going to be a problem...it might get messy but he’s not going to stop killing. You knew who he was, what did you expect?

Baby Firefly might cut back at most. At MOST Baby will kill less but she’s not going to be able to stop, and she won't pretend that she will. She loves causing trouble so she can technically do that without killing anyone but...well, it’s still fun to her. In the end if you want to join the family, you’re going to have to get on board at least a little bit.

If you're Yautja is a hunter, you'll just have to accept it. Hunting is a huge part of Yautja culture. Sure, there were Yautjas that are more dedicated to technological, scientific, and medical developments and they don't dedicate so much time and energy to hunting. However, if your mate his a hunter, it might be more of a problem. For him, his hunts are something to be proud of. If you simply don't want to see the game from his hunts because you don't have the stomach for it, he will be considerate of it. But he will not stop hunting, it's in his nature. He won't kill any humans if that bothers you, though he likely didn't anyway since they're 'not worthy prey' for the most part.

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agaypanic · 1 year

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Okokok so what if the reader is a part of the more popular crowd but is secretly really nerdy and owns like every superhero comic book known to man. And Rory being Rory is like madly in love with her already because she's just really pretty plus she helped him once so now he's like head over heels. But anyways what if the gang are at a comic book shop but see the reader there and like to confront her by asking why she's there and she basically just starts RAMBLING on and on and on about how big of a fan she is of these comic books. And Rory just falls even more in love with her(if that's even possible) and like he just puts his hands on her cheeks to make her shut up and just says "you're the girl of my dreams" and like kisses her BOOM! EVERYONE SHOCKED!! BOOM HAPPY ENDING!!

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Summary: Rory Keaner was already heavily infatuated with Whitechapel’s pride and joy, Y/n L/n. But when he finds out she’s a nerd, he falls even harder for her.

A/N: Reader nerds out over scooby doo bc I nerd out over scooby doo, you wouldn’t believe how much I talk about it irl. So yea reader and Rory bond over scooby apocalypse (it’s like the only comic I own) and scooby lore, this fic is kinda just me projecting lmao

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It was no secret that Rory was head over heels for Y/n L/n, one of the most popular girls in Whitechapel. His friends had tried to get his head out of the clouds because there was no way a popular girl would fall for a nerd. Rory thought that was an outdated concept. Eventually, the gang let him have his delusions because his infatuation seemed to be more than the fleeting crushes he had had on others in the past.

Rory thought he had more of a chance with Y/n than with his past crushes. For one, she actually acknowledged and talked to him without being forced to, like being paired together for a school project. She didn’t push him away when he’d go up to speak to her, despite the looks her friends would give him for just approaching them. Y/n seemed engaged in their conversations, making Rory’s dead heart flutter when she’d add on to something he’d say instead of wondering what he was talking about.

“She’s not just hot, Benny!” Rory argued with his friend as he and the gang walked around an outlet mall. The girls wanted to go shopping, and the boys thought that would be the perfect opportunity to look for things to add to their game and comic collection. “She’s really nice and sweet and funny and hot!”

“I’m just saying that maybe you shouldn’t get your hopes up too high, Rory.” Benny sighed, trying not to crush his spirits. “I mean, have you thought that maybe she’s nice to you because she’s popular and doesn’t wanna seem like a bitch in front of people?”

“Don’t say that about her, Benny! Besides, we’ve talked in private before. And she’s just as nice, maybe even nicer!”

“When have you talked to her in private, Rory?” Ethan asked. He half regretted asking because Rory got even more excited.

“Okay, so I was in the library, right? We had some research project, and I was trying to find a book. Well, Y/n was also in the library, and she came up to me asking if I was looking for something. Turns out, we were looking for the same book, so when we found it, we took notes on it together. Did you know she color codes her notes?”

“I learn something new about her every day,” Benny muttered. Erica decided to butt in.

“Guys, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but stop being so hard on Y/n.” Benny and Ethan looked at her, confused. Erica never passed up an opportunity to rag on somebody. But to be fair, she usually ragged on them. “I remember before I became a vampire, she was like the only popular girl who didn’t treat me like trash or like I was invisible.”

That convinced the group a bit more about Y/n. Rory was very imaginative, while Erica was blunt and didn’t care too much about hurting someone’s feelings if what she was saying was honest. One of the boys was going to say something when Rory gasped.

“Guys, I found the comic store!” He raced to the door as fast as he could without using his vampire speed. The rest ran after him, trying not to get hit by the door he whipped open. Rory sped to the comic section as the rest casually looked around. Ethan was in the games section when Rory came back, running into him.

“She’s here!” Rory whispered in a panic.

“Who’s here?” Ethan asked, startled, looking over Rory to see who he was talking about.

“Y/n!” Rory said sharply, looking back for a moment to see if she had heard her name. “She’s in the comic section; what do I do?”

“Go talk to her?” Ethan was confused. Rory was going on and on about how Y/n was so nice and easy to talk to. He didn’t understand what was stopping him from doing so now.

“It’s not that easy! Yeah, at school, it’s fine. But this is, like, out in the open. This is unexplored territory, E!”

“No, it’s not, Rory.” Ethan put his hands on Rory’s shoulders, trying to get him to focus. “You can do this, man. You’re in a place you’ve been in about a thousand times. You’ve talked to Y/n enough times to the point where you’re comfortable enough to go up to her on your own. This should be like a dream scenario for you.”

Rory stared off, thinking about what Ethan was saying. He was right. Y/n was now in his territory, without any of her judgemental friends around her. Talking to her should be a breeze.

“Come on, Rory, go talk to her.” Rory was startled when Ethan started pushing him. He almost stumbled over his feet as Ethan shoved him toward the comics before walking back to the game he was looking at. Rory looked down the aisle. Y/n was still there, looking at a shelf. He took a deep breath before strolling over to her.

“Hey-” Rory cleared his throat, his voice coming out a bit high out of nervousness. “Hey, Y/n. What are you doing here?”

The girl turned to him, immediately smiling at his presence. Rory felt butterflies rapidly flapping around in his stomach.

“Hey, Rory! I’m just here looking for some comics that I’m missing from my collection.” Y/n picked a comic off the shelf. “You know, I’m kinda surprised this is our first time running into each other here.”

“Really?” Rory asked, sneaking a peak at the comic Y/n had picked out.

“Yeah, I mean, I come here-”

“No way! You like Scooby Apocalypse too?” Y/n looked down, realizing he was looking at what was in her hand. She grinned at the fact that he recognized it.

“Yeah! I love Scooby Doo, especially when they have a cool concept like this.” She looked back at the shelf and found another comic in the series that she was missing. “Although, I have to say that my favorite Scooby media has got to be the Mystery Incorporated series.”

“I loved that show!” Rory grinned. As if Y/n wasn’t perfect enough in his eyes, he also discovered that she was a bit of a nerd like him.

“The storytelling is so good! Like finding out that the mystery gang was all connected to the previous group that disappeared and Fred finding out he’s the son of two of the members! Oh my gosh, don’t even get me started on finding out that Scooby’s the descendant of creatures from a whole different dimension, and that’s why he can talk.” Y/n didn’t notice Rory looking at her like a lovesick puppy, thoroughly entranced by her rambles. “Did you know that Anunnaki, the creatures, was actually a group of gods in the Mesopotamian pantheon? So like, Scooby could actually be seen as a descendant of gods! I feel like the writers of the show put so much effort into-”

“God, I wanna kiss you so bad right now,” Rory said dreamily. Y/n paused her ramble, looking at him in surprise. Rory soon also became surprised at what he had just said.

“You wanna kiss me?” Rory realized that she didn’t look disgusted or weirded out. She smiled softly at him, waiting for an answer. He took a deep breath to get the courage to speak.

“Yeah.” He nodded, watching her smile get bigger.

“I wouldn’t mind if you did.” Y/n shrugged, taking a step closer to him.

All fear washed away at her words. Rory stepped closer to her until there was barely any space between them. He cupped her cheeks with both hands.

‘She looks even more pretty up close.’ Rory thought as he took one final look at her for confirmation before pressing his lips to hers. One of Y/n’s hands left the comics she was holding to hold the back of his neck, drawing him more to her as their gentle kiss continued.

One of his hands slid down to rest on the small of her back. He gripped the fabric of her sweater as if none of this was real and she would fade away. But it was happening, and nothing could tear them away from this moment.

Until they heard a ‘whoop!’ and broke apart suddenly as if they had just remembered they were in a public place. Rory’s hand on Y/n’s back pushed her closer to him like he was scared that being found so close to him would scare her away. But instead, she leaned into him as her head whipped toward the source of the noise.

“Go, Rory!” The boy looked like a deer in headlights at his friends, who were crowded at the end of the aisle. They all looked both surprised and proud of him for finally making a move, even more surprised that Y/n reciprocated the kiss.

“Uh, a little privacy?” Rory laughed awkwardly, even though they were in public. The friend group quickly nodded and dispersed, acting like they were focused on other things while secretly listening to Rory start to talk to Y/n.

“If that kiss didn’t show it, I really like you, Y/n.” He smiled nervously. “You’re like the girl of my dreams.” Y/n laughed.

“Well, in case my kissing you back didn’t show it, I really like you too, Rory.”

“You’re even more perfecter than I thought you were.”

“‘Perfecter’ isn’t a real word in that context, Rory,” Sarah commented, forgetting that she and the gang weren’t supposed to be eavesdropping.

“Hey!” He looked at her offended before being drawn back to Y/n by a hand on his cheek.

“I think you’re just as perfect, Rory.” He giggled when she leaned in to kiss his cheek. From the corner of his eye, he saw the friends look at him expectantly, like he was supposed to do something. He racked his brain on what he should say.

“There’s an arcade nearby,” Rory said suddenly. “I have some money and… If you don’t mind, I really wanna keep hanging out with you.”

“I’d like that a lot.”

#rory keaner x reader #rory keaner #mbav #my babysitter's a vampire #agaypanic

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should have listened

[ Rafe Cameron x GN!Reader ] [664 words]

SUMMARY: You were warned about Rafe, yet you didn't listen, and now you're left with consequences of involving yourself with him, heartbreak.

WARNINGS: mentions of cheating, rafe, angst, hurt no comfort

A-N: I wasn't entirely sure who I was gonna change this fic to, but in the end i decided on Rafe

[masterlist]

You sat comfortably up against your closed door. Legs tugged into your chest, head resting behind you. You felt your eyes prickle with tears at the corners of your eyes as you stared out the window situated above your desk.

A million thoughts ran through your mind, eyes briefly glancing at the discarded books you left thrown across your floorboards. You couldn't stop the tears any longer as they found themselves flowing down your cheeks. Violent sobs ripping through your throat as you sat there.

You should've listened to everyone when they told you not to entwine your life with Rafe’s. You shouldn't have engaged in a relationship with him. He was a bad idea, and you were incredibly blind to his red flags. He was—He was a - no, he is a criminal. But most of all, you knew he was just going to use you and that your relationship with each other was destined to crumble.

But you were so gullible and blinded by his lies and false love that you didn't even think. You didn't even question if he had any ulterior motives at first because if you even did, you wouldn't be in this position right now.

"I'm so stupid!" You muttered to yourself under your breath, hiding your teary eyes with the palms of your hands. "He's a walking red flag. Any sane person could see that."

Pulling yourself to your feet, you shakily managed to walk towards your desk. A pretty silver chain sat atop the desk's surface as you approached. The very object in which Rafe had gifted you for your first anniversary together as a couple. You can still remember the exact words he'd told you as he'd given it.

'My heart will always beat for you, and only you.'

Which was absolute bullshit if you were being honest. He'd even told you when you broke up a few days that everything he said was just that, false. He didn’t mean any of it, of course. He didn't.

You should have figured it out sooner when you found him tangled between the sheets of his bed with some kook girl a few days ago. When he decided to throw away everything that he'd built with you for a few stupid minutes of pleasure.

He never actually loved you, and you knew that now. You still wish you had heeded the warnings from your friends, the pogues - hell, everyone always told you. You were angry at yourself for falling for him, but mostly, you were angry at Rafe for taking advantage of you. You wanted him to pay for everything he'd done.

You grabbed the chain, carefully examining it closely, as you spun yourself to face the wall to the right of you. You took in a deep breath, and eventually, you threw the chain. It smacked into the beforehand, sliding to the ground with a thud.

The impact was somehow enough to break it. It must not have been that expensive than you thought. You wiped the stray tears from your cheeks now, with the sleeve of your shirt.

Had you known this was where you would be today, you would have never engaged with him that day at the boneyard. You would have not stumbled drunkily into Rafe. You wouldn't be heartbroken over someone who managed to stomp all over your heart. Disregarding your feelings and love for him and using them for his own gain.

Maybe you were the fool, for really believing that somebody like Rafe could even learn to love somebody like you. Or maybe it was Rafe's fault for picking you out of everyone on that damned island as his next victim, his next conquest.

Either way, what is done is done. You can't take back the past, no matter how much you want to stop yourself from falling.

All you have and are left with now is a newfound hatred for Rafe, anger, and a whole load of heartbreak.

#fanfiction #imagines #angst #x reader #outer banks x reader #rafe cameron x reader #obx imagines

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chainelunaire · 1 year

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what kind of a ghost they would be pt. 3

pt1 pt2

albedo

the curious one. you’ll notice him very soon, since he’s so nosy and so interested you. you did not expect to meet any ghosts in you new apartment, yet here he is. he’ll intoduce himself in the most gentle manner, you probably won’t be scared of him. he looks like the most polite ghost you’ve met, and he’s the only ghost you’ve met. he’s very interested in the fact that you’re actually seeing him, since no one before you could do that, let alone hold his hand. he’ll spend a lot of his time near you, asking his questions and answering yours. you had learnt that he was a scientist, years ago. you assume he’s centuries old, because of the way he speaks. he told you that he did his research about past life and he doesn’t know when it comes, but for now he’s still there. you become friends fairly soon, because of how friendly and curious he is. actually, he really enjoys talking, since he had not had a single conversation in years, because he is, well, a ghost, so now he’s literally drowning you with information he can’t wait to share. to be honest, some parts of this information may sound quite disturbing to you, but you’ll make nothing of it. albedo is so nice, it probably doesn’t mean anything serious. he has his quirks, for example he likes watching you sleep, and it creepes you out, but he’s just like that. there’s a lot of things actually that creep you out, but you assume it’s because he was kind of all alone for years. he’s naturally curious. after some time he starts to make some remarks about how he did not expact this and that from you. you’re so interesting, he wants to know more. he needs to know what you’d do in certain situations. that’s what you need to remember: he likes to observe. he had spent years searching for missing info, he needed that to finish his research, and now, somehow, there’s a person who he can talk to. he’s always, always observing you. he, sure, won’t let you forget that.

xiao

the quiet one. actually, you won’t notice him. there’s just a feeling of somebody else’s presence, which of course, scares you, but soon you’ll feel better. he has no intentions of interacting with you, it just happens. it’s very small things that he does: putting your dishes in place when you forget, watering your plants, adding the exact amount of sugar cubes in your coffee, whe you forget to do so. he does this just because he can and there’s nothing to do in the afterlife really. he already thinks that this - him being a ghost no one can see - is a punishment for his sins. at first you feel like you going insane, noticing thing that you definitely did not do, yet they’re always done for you. plus constant feeling of somebody’s presense - you soon realise that someone really lives with you here, and this someone certainly doesn’t want to hurt you. so you create a sort of an altar, out of gratitude. you put a lot of snacks here: spicy, savoury, yet you notice that the sweet ones are the only ones that disappear. xiao doesn’t really need food, but your actions amuse him, and those sweets remind him of good times. he feels better when he takes them, so he does. he also feels better when he helps you, so he does. you both truly feel warm with one another, even though you have never seen each other. you know someone’s really kind watching over you, and you’re happy to show how grateful you are. every time you feel somebody’s presence near you, you say thank you - and it shatters xiao’s heart, because he rarely actually heard such words. time truly flies like that, with you believing you live here and somebody protects you and guids you, and xiao, who feels lighter, and lighter, and lighter, until one day he’s finally able to push himself from the ground and see, what’s behind the door.

tighnari

the grumpy one. you’ll hear from him a lot even before you meet him in person. it’s always noisy in your new house, and at first you can’t figure out why. you hear somebody’s mumbling and grumbling constantly, and you’re scared a bit, because you think there’s a robber. you’ll meet him at the most random time, so casually it almost scares you more than the whole fact that there’re a ghost in your home. he had lived in this house for far longer than you, it’s His house, yk, so he let’s you know you need to play by his rules. which means you clean the house, you watch over his plants, and he says all of this to you like... like he’s not dead in the first place. he shushes you if you stay late, he teases you if you get bad grades because you were too lazy to study, he truly gets furious and scary if you don’t do your dishes. he will throw books at you if you try to ignore him. he’s very annoying, because he’s always pushing you, but still in a very endearing way. somehow it still fells like you live with a friend of sorts because with time you sure grew fond of each other. he’s very unique even for a ghost. he does not remember why he died and when, but he remembers his friends and family well, that’s why he kept his caring nature. you don’t talk about afterlife, because you personally never thought of it, and he does not tell you everything, yet you know that plae is not where he belongs. he tries to give you everything he can while he’s still here, even though sometimes it comes out as harsh, it’s just that he doesn’t have much time. and he wants the best for you, so he tries to share his knowledge. and even if you complain a lot because of his nagging, you still feel a void in your chest, when one day you can’t find him anywhere in the house. suddenly the house is too quiet, so eventually you move out, unable to bear the constant silence. you’ll miss him a lot.

scaramouche

the lost one. this strange doll you found in your basement - maybe this was the cause of your sleepless nights? you’ve always heard somebody’s crying, a child, probably, yet you’ve never found anyone. and you’re actually right - the doll is the problem, just not in the way you had expected. so now you have a ghost in your house, to top it all. a very annoying one - the one that throws your things around just to piss you off, the one that doesn’t let you sleep, the one that steals your food even though he definitely doesn’t need it. he refuses to tell you his name, so you come up with something equally as annoying as him. few weeks later your house and your mental state is a mess. and you still hear the cries, from time to time. since you see the ghost constantly, you can’t but notice how he usually watches you carefully, as if expecting something from you. he once asks you why you still haven’t moved out. the question in itself is confusing. you thought it was his main goal. he was always so mean to you, and even if he did not directly endangered your life, he still managed to truly make your life here a living hell. but you have nowhere to go, and, frankly, you don’t want to go anywhere. this is your home, however bad it is. he does not believe you at first, and his pranks are getting more and more malicious, until you literally can’t take it anymore and just ask what’s his problem with you, why he so desperately wants you out. little do you know, it’s actually the opposite. he fears loneliness more than anything, he brought his abandonment issues with him even after his death. he had spent so many years alone, with people leaving the second he starts his pranks, because of course he first needs to see if they’re really worth staying, and none of them has passed. he’s afraid he crossed the line this time, so he appologizes for the first time. he’ll finally stop with his mean behaviour, and soon you’ll find out he’s actually quite nice, when he’s not the most terrible person to ever exist. with time you’ll learn how to se right through him, you’ll learn how unintentionally funny he is. and how much he cares about you, even though he denies it. he’ll make meals for you, whe you’re overworked, he’ll help you with cleaning. he complains a lot, but it’s him who sggested it in the first place. he’s pretty clingy too. he can’t leave the house with you, and he’s terrified you won’t come back, so every time you leave the house he waits for you in the front door. sometimes he’ll hide your clothes so you don’t go to work and stay at home with him. it's a long journey for him to finally believe that you won’t go anywhere. you’ll always come back. it took a lot for a doll to finally stop crying.

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daytaker · 5 months

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Hungry For You

Beelzebub is learning that there are more dimensions to gluttony than a hunger for food.

(It's not as exciting as the title and description would lead you to believe. Only wholesome Beel here, I'm afraid.)

Ship: Beelzebub x Reader Word Count: 666 (smirk) Cross-Posted with AO3

I’m not very complicated. I’m just hungry most of the time.

My brothers are more complex. Lucifer and Satan for sure, but also Levi and Asmo and Belphie… Even Mammon’s got more to him than meets the eye. Not me though. I’m just hungry.

I’m always hungry, you know? Always. It used to scare me when I first became a demon, because it felt like I’d gorge myself until I died. Or like I’d starve no matter how much I ate. Or like I’d go crazy from how hungry I felt and accidentally hurt someone.

I got used to it after a while. I never actually ate anybody.

I try to be honest most of the time. It’s easier than hiding things. So it isn’t a big secret that I like you a lot.

You’re always nice to me, even though I’m kind of boring and not all that smart. You listened to me when I talked about Belphie and Lilith. You share your food with me. You smile at me and you give nice hugs. I’m not very complicated. So that’s enough for me to like you a lot.

I’m not the only one who likes you. Belphie does too. He didn’t used to smile as much as he does now that you’re here. And Mammon follows you around like a golden retriever. Even Lucifer seems a little less tense when you’re around.

I like that about you too. I’m not a really complicated person, but I love my brothers. I like how happy you make them.

I’m glad I’m strong and tall, because you’re so small and squishy. You seem like you’d break really easily. I’d like to protect you, I think. But I haven’t really gotten to do that. Instead, you protected me and Luke during the situation with the Grimoire. I still can’t believe you did that…

I was a little mad at you for that, actually. I never wanted somebody to get hurt because of me. I don’t think Lucifer would have killed me if you’d just grabbed Luke and gotten somewhere safe. And I wouldn’t have felt like you let me down or you didn’t care about me or anything if you did that. It wouldn’t be a betrayal for a human to run away in a situation like that. It’s natural to want to keep yourself safe. So why didn’t you? I wouldn’t have been upset with you, you know. If Diavolo hadn’t shown up when he did, then… I mean, if anything went wrong, really. I keep wondering… what if you died?

I think I’d end up feeling hungry forever.

Not hungry for food. Hungry for… I don’t know. It’s softer than when I’m hungry for food, and it’s not as desperate, so I feel like I have more control over myself. But it’s still a new sort of hunger, and it’s still pretty strong, and it makes me a little uneasy.

Does it sound too weird if I say I feel hungry for you?

I don’t mean anything strange by it. It’s not like I actually want to eat you. It’s more like… I feel like something inside me wants to hold onto something inside you, forever. I think if you were gone, I’d miss you too much, and there’d be something empty in me that ached. That’s what I mean by feeling hungry for you. And it makes me nervous. It’s the same sort of anxiety I used to feel when I was new to the Devildom, and I worried that I’d starve. I wonder, if you were gone, and I couldn’t stop feeling hungry for you, what would happen? Would I die? Or would I go crazy? It’s scary.

I try not to think about that too much. It’s okay as long as you’re around. That fills me up okay. Not as much as when you hold my hand, though. Or when you hug me.

Did you know you smell like dessert? It’s really nice.

#obey me #fanfic #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x reader #obey me x reader #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub x reader #daytaker fanfic #beel

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my1guilty1pleasures · 8 months

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Love's Curse

part 2

3k words

Looking up at the sky, you sighed. Yuji had just asked you about the most interesting curses you knew of or had run across. Your answer had been love. It had confused him, how could love be a curse?

"Tell me Itadori, what would you do if you fell in love with someone?" You asked

"Love?"

"Yes. What would you do if one day you found someone you cared about?"

"Uh, get to know them, I guess?"

"And if they were a regular human? Going to a regular high school? You wouldn't get to spend a lot of time with them."

"Oh... well that's okay. It just makes it more special!" He answered, his eyes lighting up.

"And what if they liked you back? What would you do?"

"Well that would be great! I'd ask them out!"

"Even if you could disappear for weeks at a time?"

"What? Disappear? Why would I disappear?" His excitement gave way to confusion.

"You fight curses, you're going to be sent on missions, you're going to get hurt, you're going to need time to recover. What are you going to tell them? Are you going to lie to them?"

"I-"

"Are you going to tell them the truth? That curses exist and that you fight them? That there are horrible creatures out there that want to hurt and kill humanity?" You cut him off.

"That's, I mean-"

"What do you think would happen? Would they call you crazy? Leave you for being insane? Maybe they'd believe you. What if they believed you? Forced to live the rest of their life in terror, knowing the truth of the world?"

"Hey! That's not-"

"Fair? Neither is life or love. Every time anybody falls in love, they're taking a risk, putting their heart on the line. It's why so many people are afraid of confessing. They're afraid of the heartache. But what about jujutsu sorcerers? We experience things nobody else does, we fight things nobody else knows about. Can we truly fall in love knowing that we put another person at risk when we do so? It might not be as big of a problem if two high ranking sorcerers fall in love, they're both strong enough to take care of themselves. But what about those people who aren't strong enough? What about people who fight and go to war and fall in love and fear the person they love will die or worse. Be used against them? Tell me, Itadori, would you risk putting somebody in harm's way?" You asked, Itadori looked at the ground sadly.

"I.... I suppose.... I.... I don't know. I don't want them to be hurt because of me but at the same time, if they're really special to me...." He said, a little disheartened.

"And that is why people fear love, Itadori. That is why I exist."

"What do you mean?"

"Another time, Itadori. Another time." You said softly before walking away.

It was a few days later that he approached his teacher, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Sensei, can I ask you a question?" He asked tentatively. Turning to his student, Gojo noticed the look on the boy's face, instantly switching from his usual playful self to something more serious.

"How can I help?" He asked, wondering what was bothering the boy.

"It's Y/n-sensei. I was talking to her about curses and one particular one came up. She said it was the reason she existed. Do... do you know anything about the curse, love?" He asked, rubbing his arm nervously. Gojo's face took on a certain melancholy look.

"I know a bit. It's a pretty old, special grade curse. It was sealed away by Y/n's clan centuries ago. There isn’t a lot known about the curse anymore, everything known about it is kept inside the family and even then, only by a select couple of elders, the previous family member, and the current person in charge of dealing with it. Nobody knows what happens or what they do. Some say that the curse is sealed inside the strongest member of that generation, others say that the curse takes away their ability to love, but no one actually knows anything. Y/n was the last person to deal with it. It was a little over 10 years ago. She changed after that, she always seemed so… sad. Like something was weighing on her, but she couldn’t say anything.” Gojo said, staring out across the courtyard. He was thinking about a time long ago when you were close friends with him, Geto, and Shoko. Laughing as you ran across the courtyard, Gojo’s glasses in hand. Itadori looked at his teacher in shock.

"But... that's... that's unfair to whoever has to take it on! Wouldn’t it be better to have more than one person to take care of it? Instead of putting everything on one person?”

"I don't know. All I can tell you is that every time a new person takes on the curse, they're never the same. Before the curse, Y/n was so lively, caring, compassionate, and happy. After? She was... the woman you see now." Even with the blindfold, Yuji could see the sorrow on his sensei's face.

"You loved her, didn't you?" He asked after a moment, watching as the man nodded.

"So much. I always thought to myself 'this girl is the one, she's the one I'm meant to be with.' And then she came back changed. I asked what happened. I begged her to talk to me, I told her how I felt in the hopes that she would open up, that she'd tell me... something. But she just told me that she and I had no future together and walked away." Gojo's chest clenched, his heart aching at the memory. He was thankful for the blindfold as the fabric caught the tears that slipped from his eyes. Itadori stood silently next to him, staring at the ground. What a cruel fate, what a sad past.

The truth behind the curse wasn’t quite what the rumors assumed. The curse was sealed deep under the family’s house. Each generation, the strongest child was chosen to, indeed, take it on. You were pitted in a fight against the curse. From the day you’d shown cursed energy, from the moment you could walk, you’d been trained to fight the curse. And on that day, you did as you were ‘destined’ to. You sealed the curse and walked out changed. But not changed like people thought. After fighting the curse, each family member gained a ‘blessing’. Though you were pretty sure that was just a way to make themselves feel better. Your mother had been given ‘Matchmaker’. Anybody she matched would guarantee love and a strong child. People went to her to find love and if she gave them her approval, they always found a good future. But she could only tell who would make a good match, she couldn’t make people fall in love. That was your grandmother’s ability called ‘Cupid’s Arrow’. She could make anybody fall in love with anybody. It was an ability she almost never used. You? You were given ‘Soul’. The ability to see soulmate strings. Your mother had been ecstatic when you told her she and your father were true soulmates. Seeing your own soulstring, your family urged you to find yours, especially after learning he was another sorcerer. You were a strong sorcerer, to have a strong soulmate? A child born of such a union would be sure to end in not only love but in a child that could rival even the great Gojo Satoru himself! Until you told them that your soulmate was Gojo Satoru. It had brought chaos to the family.

In the past, any males had been absorbed into the family, but Satoru was the heir to the great Gojo clan. They would insist that you become a part of his family. And then what of your family? Who would take on the curse next? So they forbid you from telling him, from being with him. You’d been crushed, offering solution after solution to the dilemma, but each one was rejected. Your mother had attempted to find you another match, but each one ended in a loveless marriage, a weak child, or both. It sent you spiraling into despair, knowing that you’d never be able to be with your soulmate. What was the point of seeing soulmate strings if you couldn’t be with yours? While you never gave up the jujutsu world, from that day on, you didn’t train as hard, you turned down missions, and stuck mostly to yourself with the exception of your students.

Unsure of what to do next, Itadori had gone to Megumi and Nobara. He wanted his sensei to be happy, but in order to do that, he had to figure out why you’d turned the man down. In order to figure that out, it would be best to figure out what had happened with the curse, but to do that meant that you had to be comfortable to open up to them and how could you do that with them? You’d seen Itadori talking with Gojo a lot, so that might put you on edge. Megumi had been taken in by the man, so that was a definite no, and while they thought Nobara might be a good choice at first, a passing Maki had mentioned that Nobara seemed like a gossip and was one of Gojo’s students meaning that you wouldn’t be comfortable with her either. All of this had led them to Maki, Inumaki, Panda, and Yuta. Almost immediately Yuta had been taken out as an option because of how he idolized Gojo, as well as Inumaki due to his cursed speech. After a small debate, they’d decided that Maki would be the best option, being human, female, and with no real relation to Gojo.

Sitting under one of the trees in the courtyard, you stared off into space, letting your mind wander. The first year students showed a lot of promise, making you rather hopeful for the future. If this was the future of the jujutsu world, then you had no worries about the future at the moment.

“Hey Y/n-sensei?” a voice called, drawing your attention to the dark haired girl.

“Maki, how can I help you?” you asked, putting on a small, albeit melancholy, smile.

“I uh, had a question, if you don’t mind.” she asked, sitting down when you patted the spot next to you on the bench.

“Alright, shoot.” you said. Maki hesitated for a moment, taking off her special glasses and looking up at the sky.

“I overheard Itadori and Gojo-sensei talking recently. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I was kind of walking by and was wondering what this love curse was? I went to the library to look it up but I couldn’t find anything. I was hoping you could tell me more about it.” she asked, making you chuckle. It seemed everybody wanted to know more about the curse lately.

“I’m not surprised you didn’t find anything, in fact I’d have been more surprised if you did find something. Almost everything about the curse was removed a long time ago, only my family has any knowledge on it. So is there anything in particular you’d like to know? That I can tell you, that is.” you asked, looking over at the girl, making her smile.

“I suppose as much as you’re willing to tell me. I mean, we’re told about all sorts of strong, special grade curses. We know about Sukuna’s fingers, about curses like Kurourushi or Tamamo-no-mae. Heck, we even know about possible curses that are so ancient we know nothing about them. But an actual ancient, special grade curse? One that’s so powerful it has to be locked away like that? Wouldn’t it be better to have more people know about it rather than hiding that information away?” the girl asked, drawing a small laugh from you this time.

“I asked the elders the same thing when I was younger. Why keep the knowledge to just my family? What if I were to fail? Wouldn’t it be best to have someone else who could handle the curse as well? Heck, Gojo is the strongest jujutsu sorcerer around, wouldn’t he be a better option?” you asked, giving a genuine smile as you shook your head, “Apparently not, though. I can’t tell you much. A sort of ‘sworn to secrecy’ kind of thing. Only those in the family are allowed to know, but I’ll tell you what I can.” you paused for another moment, looking up at the sky with Maki. “What I can tell you is this. Despite how the curse was created from the fear of love, it has the power to manipulate people into feeling love. The reason for this is because if they feel love and affection for another, they’ll become afraid of their feelings. Worse yet, if they get rejected, the negative feelings can sometimes become even worse. Thereby feeding the curse and allowing it to grow. Before it was sealed, it ran around sowing chaos in this manner. Making people fall in love, many of them being rejected, others becoming obsessed or crazed, it all fed into the curse. My clan soon found out and decided to try to exorcize it. I can’t tell you the specifics, but I can tell you that the only thing they managed was to seal it away.”

“Was it really that strong?” she asked in shock, staring at you in surprise.

“That’s not something even I know. But supposedly, yes. My family keeps a lot of things secret for a lot of reasons that, quite frankly? I don’t agree with or don’t understand. But it’s their traditions and there’s nothing I can do about it. About 11 years, the responsibility fell to me. I did what I was supposed to do, had a celebration in my honor, and promptly told to tell nobody. Not even my future husband. Not that I think I’ll have one at this rate.” you said sadly, taking a deep breath to hold back the tears.

“Why not? Haven’t you looked for someone? Tried dating? Or maybe there's somebody you already care about?” Maki asked in confusion, looking over at you, not saying anything about how she noticed your lip quivering.

“There’s only one person in this world that I love and I’m not allowed to be with him. Yes, I tried dating, tried to get over him, but it… never worked out. The ironic part? I’m not allowed to be with the man I love because my family is worried about the next generation to handle the curse, but I doubt I’m going to have children because there’s nobody I want to have children with. I can’t leave it to another family member, my aunt never had children and I’m an only child. So either the line ends with me and they’re forced to bring in somebody else, or they find a way for me to have a suitable child.” you said with a dry laugh. Maki stared at you for a moment, trying to process things.

“Then wouldn’t it be better to have children with that guy instead of ending the line? I mean, there’s got to be a way!” she defended, suddenly finding herself more and more invested in this curse and your love life.

“That’s what I said. My family elders don’t exactly agree. So they’re still trying to find me a good match. Honestly, I’ve wanted to run away from all of it and be with him anyway and to hell with my family. Except he can’t just run away either. He’s a strong jujutsu sorcerer with his own responsibilities.” you said with a sigh, feeling the girl next to you put a comforting hand on your shoulder.

“If you don’t mind me asking… who were, uh, who are you in love with?” Maki asked, looking around the courtyard. Who here could be so important that you were forbidden to marry him? You hesitated, looking out at the courtyard for a moment.

“You’ll probably call me crazy for this, but it’s Gojo. You kids don’t know him like I do. Yes, he’s perpetually late, he’s immature, he can be a massive idiot, and has way too much of an ego… but he’s kind and caring, he’s protective, sweet, fun, he makes me laugh, and he’s handsome to boot.” you said softly, quickly wiping away the few stray tears before they could get too far. Things were silent for a while as Maki stared out at the courtyard with you, processing everything you’d just told her. Maki suddenly looked at you, a thought crossing her mind.

“Wait! I thought the curse took away your ability to love!” she protested, making you laugh once more.

“Maybe I’m lying, or maybe I’m just so strong that I overcame that and can still love somebody, or maybe my love for him was so strong that it could only dampen my feelings.” you said with a grin. You had to let the rumors persist, it was what your family insisted on. Besides, you enjoyed watching the frustrated looks on the students’ faces as they tried to determine which it was. While you’d opened up a little about the curse, she was still left with so many questions. You’d said ‘handle’ the curse, how did you handle it? Did it really make people in your family unable to love? Why couldn’t somebody help? Why keep you from the person you loved? Wouldn’t a child from the Gojo clan be a great thing? They could handle the curse and still be the next head of the Gojo clan as well as the child of the strongest sorcerer!

“I uh, thank you for telling me, Y/n-sensei. Whatever happens, I hope you get to be with Gojo-sensei one day, even if I don’t understand how you could like somebody like him.” she said, getting up and bowing to you. You smiled and nodded, watching her walk away. Closing your eyes, you tilted your face to the sky. You hoped you’d get to be with him one day as well.

#jjk #jujustu kaisen #jjk gojo #jujutsu satoru #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen satoru #jujutsu kaisen gojo #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru fluff #satoru x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jjk satoru

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hellspawnmotel · 5 months

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Hey Hellspawn, big fan of your work here! Just wanted to ask what your thoughts on Catti and Jockington are (y’know, Kris’ goth cat classmate and her Jock snake friend, sorry if that sounded unnecessary to say). Imo they seem to have a chance of maybe having a bigger role in the future of the game, considering both have actual face sprites in when taking to them and if you talk to Catti in the diner in chap 2 it’ll be reveal that Kris and she have some slight history together (plus Noelle mentions her a few times in both chapter 1&2 so there’s that).

oh, I like them! I definitely think theyre going to have a role in future goings-on, probably a similar level of involvement as berdly. I think catti will probably end up being more important since, as you said, she seems to have some history with both noelle and kris, whereas jockington seems like more of an afterthought (not to say he CANT be important, I just think it's less likely). another thing I'm interested in is that catti seems to really not like susie. on the surface that's not surprising, susie goes out of her way to make herself unlikable to most people. but, idk, catti's dialogue in chapter 2 as well as susie herself refusing to go into the diner just because catti is working there suggests some deeper animosity to me. susie isnt afraid of standing up to monster kid and snowy, but she wont face catti.

catti regards susie as dangerous, for noelle specifically. again, not surprising on the surface, given susie's reputation. but in this instance something seems off about her attitude. it's not the playful mythologizing of susie's violence that the other kids do. it feels more personal. the way catti seems to accept kris's friendship with susie but urges them to protect noelle makes me think she sees susie as an actual threat to somebody frail and trusting. I know susie implies it's just because she stole jockington's hat once, but uhhhhh. to be frank I dont believe her. I think something more serious happened between them, and whenever we spend more time with catti in future chapters it might force susie to confront the hurtful things she's done in the past more thoroughly. or maybe not, who knows. I'm not toby. bottom line, catti interests me a lot. really eager to learn more about her and her relationships with the main cast (and jockington will be there too as her government-assigned little guy)

#this got away from me. as usual #didnt realize i had so much to say about catti #deltarune #asks

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p1nk-matter · 1 month

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(hxh) PHANTOM TROUPE // KURTA CLAN theory

...debunking PT did it

So let me preface this by saying this was 100% inspired by a tiktok comment in a hxh phantom troupe's religious symbolism video back in 2021 (:/). The person who commented made such an impact I screenshotted their comments which unfortunately are not in correct order and messaged them this year (i just know they think im weird) but they never responded. I'd give their @ but its their government name (I take it) so msg me for deets. All credit goes to them as I'm just polishing and tidying these thoughts.

First op talks about Meteor City, a junkyard city inhabited by outcasts. People who live there do not exist on any official records and are treated horribly from the outside, people are taken from Meteor City for crimes, prostitution, slavery and no one's doing a thing to stop it. People go outside and face racism, like the one guy accused of a crime he didnt commit and when the truth is shown no one does anything (think op meant The Bum Incident, vol 11, Chapter 102). These people get no justice, they're just used and this is where the duality of Chrollo comes in, he is a demon to the outside world because he is challenging the gods but also a Jesus figure for the underprivileged Meteor City. Even his reverse St Peters Cross on his jacket means that he feels unworthy to be crucified in the same manner as Jesus. Thats his way of saying he doesnt see himself as worthy of savior. His priority is the Troupe so they can together be seen to the outside world, they are literally a troupe of phantoms, trying to be recognized. This is why when he asks Neon if she believes in ghosts and she says no, she is the oppressor that doesn't understand the one hurt.

If you read the story with this idea in mind you start to observe that the Troupe only attacks people hazardous for the City (mafia, ants) or when they want revenge for one of them killed so its weird they are presented in a positive almost heroic light. Only exception that sticks out to the story? Kurta massacre.

The og commenter wondered why it was that the Troupe was always presented in a positive light. We've known the Phantom Troupe does acts of good alongside the bad but we also haven't seen anything entirely "evil" commited by any of them yet. Most of the legends surrounding them are hearsay. And though they could have easily killed Gon and Killua, they don't, twice. Also, Uvogin when taken by mafia/Kurapika says if freed, they wouldn't hurt them as they are not the target.

Op comments on how narrative should be filtered as its being commented via Gon- a non objective source, they claim that the 1st arc feels like a kid show whereas chimera arc feels dark, thats not to say it is actually like that but as Gon's perspective changes so does the narration. At first when innocent people die, he doesnt really care but in chimera we need a narrator to explain as Gon is too biased at that point. Regarding the massacre we only have Kurapika's word but what we are being told/shown about the Troupe is different. The characters talk about the Kurta massacre, how horrible and brutal it was but the narrative is keen and favors the Troupe, it paints them in a favorable light and why should the narrative do that, they don't become better people like the Ants after all.

From the moment they appear on screen, the narrative wants us to see them as underprivileged, both in York New and in the ship, even when they're fighting in Meteor City, they're fighting for injustice or when somebody hurts them. Then why justify their actions everytime they appear on screen if they massacred the Kurta Clan? If they are responsible for this why make them the underprivileged representation? Both Kurta and Troupe says the op are ostracized by the outside and seen less from people.

Say they did it. 3 ideas were proposed as to why.

1. for the eyes (Chrollo likes the eyes, like Hisoka said but Hisoka is a liar and also Chrollo has never shown interest in the show for them. For someone who steals things he likes, why make an exception and murder here?)

2. for money (that's not correct, we are told multiple times they don't care about it, neither money nor fame, they want to be recognized by the world but how would that work by killing a clan that's been hidden for 100 years, they dont get anything out of it.)

3. for revenge: Revenge for what? Kurta are a peaceful clan that hide for years. We know the Troupe left a note that is the motto of Meteor City (I'm adding here what op referred to: "we reject no one so take nothing from us"). Op says note means they serve justice to their city, when someone takes things away from them so what did Kurta take? From the thematic and narrative point they are not set up to have done it, op thinks thats 100% intentional.

Like said above, BOTH have the thematic of oppression from the outside world, they are a commodity for the rich and powerful (gods) but why is Phantom Troupe put in the light of both, the oppressor and the oppressed? Why would an oppressed group oppress another one for NO good reason? The Troupe doesn't kill innocent people if not necessary, they do NOT care about money or fame and the revenge aspect doesnt work because the Kurta were isolated from the outside.

If we look back at the York New Arc they never state the massacre, they simply suggest it and of course from a Kurapika POV they are guilty but if you look again you have to ask..are they really?

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this took ages for me to coherently formulate and ik it goes back and forth but bless op's heart because it changed my perspective completely (more than any yt analysis found online) !

#hunter x hunter #chrollo lucilfer #phantom troupe #kurapika kurta #kurta clan theory #hxh chrollo #hxh hisoka #hxh manga #hxh spoilers #el.rants

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okkos-ferrum · 6 months

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gray's return in the show and how it defines gray as a truly morally gray character

i just gotta ramble more abt this scene, with it being one of my favorite scenes in the show. but really i just wanna talk abt how this scene encapsulates gray's ... grayness... of the moral variety

especially since it is done so effectively since, like i mentioned in other posts, our screen time with actual gray and not graham or whatever is limited.

this scene sees the return of gray in the plot, picking up directly where we leave off from all the way back in episode 2

Bye-bye, Black Sheep...

I assume you prefer I continue to call you "Carmen"?

as i stated previously on other posts, because of the silly brainwashing plot, much of graham scenes can be thrown out. in a sense, it's the writers' way to put a big old pause on his character

and these are only one of the two conversations carmen and gray have in current day as themselves -- with no mind wiping or brainwashing (not including flashback cuz the actual issues of the relationship that need to be addressed havent been established yet)

so resuming directly right where we left off with gray trying to kill carmen, we return back to gray trying to kill carmen :D

but this time he did recongize carmen's name, alluding to his change ... even tho he is waving his electric stick around -- mirroring their last encounter in paris

side tangent: something i, additionally, love about this scene is just how it is blunt and honest. much of carmen sandiego's drama/conflict is built of misunderstanding and misdirection and mistrust of the characters. Which while, yes, i am eating up, but unfortuntely can cause many characters relationships to be burdened with a lot of things that can be easily cleared up with a talk. gray for once just bluntly takes a stance.

something that i do like is that in their only two scenes with each other as themselves, carmen (the pilot flashbacks) and gray (this scene) open up so fast with one another. there's never any miscommunication between them during these scenes .... well until vile barges into the conversation....

ANYWAY here we get revealed gray's full perception of himself and his goals very explicitly, especially since his memories and alliances was the biggest question over the viewers' head for most of the show

here gray explains that he believes that he is not a good person, someone incapable of change.

from his perspective, the only way he was able to be a "good" person was when he was brainwashed. and he had just had however long with his chats with maelstrom emphasizing that he has always been a bad person by nature. with the knowledge vile will forever have full control over him -- either as a vile operative or as a mindwiped civillian -- gray essentially accepts his fate as a bad person, because at the very least he is himself.

carmen may have gotten away from vile, but he is told by maelstrom it is due to her being a naturally good person. because his own perception of himself is as somebody who is incapable of good, he will never be able to leave vile now

and carmen is right there in front of him. it was his hesistance that landed him into this debacle, and with maelstrom and bellum both just past the door and carmen alone, gray has every chance to right his wrong.

but he doesnt. because he realizes that the very least he can make the choice of is never hurting carmen. as i stated in other posts, gray's main motive is to be free from any standard that could get in between him and his success. but his want for this freedom ironically got him trapped within following vile's orders. he had been so caught up in following vile that he had lost sight of himself and what he cares about.

so now he explains to carmen his absolute refusal to hurt her again, begging her to give up in stopping vile

selfish and selfless

But I'm begging you, give up trying to stop us, because I don't ever want to be put in a position to hurt you again.

gray's plea to carmen here is so perfectly two-sided

he is acting out selflessly in not allowing his alliances against carmen blind him. i mean that is what he fucked up last time in the train, where it was clear gray wanted to spare carmen - with giving her time to share her side of the story and providing the offer - put unwilling to stand against his mission. like an actual human being, gray acknowledges his mistake and is trying to amend it by stating clearly that he cares abt carmen.

he, in essence, is apologizing for trying to harm carmen by expressing his major regret. moreover, he acknowledges their chat in the pilot, accepting carmen will not return to vile. it stems likely from the ink blot scene earlier, where maelstrom speaks about nature, making a distinction between vile, and by extension, gray's, and carmen's morals. he is finally reconciling that he and carmen will not be on the same side, no matter how much he wants it to be otherwise.

it can also be viewed as a sense of wanting to protect carmen. because he feels so small compared to vile, he barely can ponder how anyone can actually succeed in going against them. i mean they brainwashed him and easily gave and took away his civilian life. in his eyes, carmen staying far from vile is the only way she could be safe

however, viewing it from another perspective shows gray's selfishness in his plea. when he speaks about never wanting to be put in a position to hurt carmen again, he kinda places such a responsibility on carmen, not recongizing he himself is capable of changing that.

Essentially saying "hey quit while you're ahead so you don't gotta make me feel guilty when doing crime" while ignoring that he is making the choice join vile

It kinda stems from his lack of faith in carmen or his own cowardice against vile or a combination of both. What may just be the only way he can protect to protect carmen comes off in his own lack of faith in her ability. as i mentioned earlier, this practically is his own resignation to his fate that vile cannot be fought against. he took his own defeat as the only way to be safe, refusing to believe carmen can successfully fight them.

while he was able to get past the hurdle of accepting carmen changing and no longer standing alongside him, he cant seem to understand his own responsibilty in this.

he's being selfish by demanding a change in carmen's behavior while he continue along with his own desires. While yes, i did just detail the various factors that led to him to such a conclusion, the window was LITERALLY OPEN for him to leave

following carmen blowing up the facility and rejecting gray's demand -- SHE IS SO REAL FOR THAT I LOVE HER SM IN THIS EP -- the wall LITERALLY IS OPEN FOR TO LEAVE CARMEN WITH

Goodbye, Gray

Idk how intentional this is, but the framing shows carmen literally, by her own will, forcing an opening for herself out of vile (both figuratively in the past and literally right now lol) while gray watches on idly, too scared to leave the grasp of vile but just watching on.

and his cowardice is followed through in the finale, with after months of idly watching carmen slip deeper into evil by the brainwashing, he actually takes actions against vile by actively choosing to work with acme, abandoning tigress, and being the one to land the memory recovery thing on her.

it is what makes gray such a stand out character in this show, admist his frustrating back-and-forth and selfishness and sometimes wasted writing. he keeps making a mistake but proceeds to fix it right after. his growth into a better person requires him to make these mistakes, because unlike carmen and most people in the show on the side of good, gray doesn't work on any moral compass. he is not actively evil and wishing to inflict harm and conflict like paper star or vile facilty, nor is he driven by morals such as team red and julia. he is driven by whatever he selfishly cares abt. and from what we see of him both in the pilot and this ep, he makes as many mistakes as he does have slivers of good actions

basically gray is an interesting character cuz he literally fucks up his personal goals, but he makes an earnest attempt to make it better lol

#carmen sandiego 2019 #graham calloway #cs crackle #carmen sandiego #character analysis #i tried rip #he was getting too silly and then had to have a fake out death #character rambles #barely revised this lol

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 3 months

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AITA for gossiping about a friends relationship?

I know this sounds really bad but I just wanted to share.

I (14F) have been friends with a friend who we'll call Jessica (15F)

Jessica broke up with her now ex boyfriend Carter (15M) sometime in October. He accused her of cheating because of her very close relationship with Jake (14M)

It is very evident that the J's were flirting during the relationship and are still like this. Many friends and classmates have pointed this out and asked if they were dating.

Me, being an awkward teenager in a public school, of course talked to people about this breakup around October and November. To multiple different people who bring it up to me. Of course sometimes I would bring up the drama but I feel thats just the average high school experience.

Then it is revealed that Carter liked another girl, Bridgette (15F) during the relationship. He goes on to ask her out/confess to her sometime in Nov/Dec. This brings everything between Carter and Jessica back up.

People are constantly switching sides about who they believe to be in the right. This is the time where somebody tells me the "rumor" (it was half true) that Bridgette rejected Carter. Now this is half true, she wasn't ready for a relationship.

The way I know all of this? Somebody told me of course. I also found out from the primary sources because these people are in my friend group.

Nobody was that hurt from people talking about it, because thats what people do all the time. I don't feel it was that big of a deal

The other day, Carter started yelling at me out of nowhere over text in a groupchat. He swears at me and gets mad at me from stuff unrelated to this. This stuff was not even something to get mad over and he wasn't even part of it, so I'll spare you the details.

Jessica joins in with Carters rant and starts getting mad at me about starting the rumors about the realtionships which,

I did not start them

There are no rumors, these are facts

Literally other people in the group chat were talking about you

Bridgette, and the 2 others arent defending me but they aren't mad at me.

I could only say I'm sorry because you can't say anything mean and lose your friends.

I believe that

This should have never been brought up because it actually, was not a big deal, seriously, the gossiping ended after 2 weeks each instance

I did not "make jokes" and "spread rumors" to be "popular and funny" like Jessica claimed i did

Carters behavior was uncalled for because he is always trying to get a rise out of people like this. He is constantly trying to bring up everything slightly controversial thing that some one does, and then make them feel like shit about it.

I'd like to note that Jessica like to always "take the moral high ground" she constantly tells people that they are horrible people, hypocrites and pick-me's. She acts like she is better than most people and nobody calls her out for it.

I don't think I was the asshole because everyone was in the wrong

Jessica for cheating and believing she is better than everyone.

Carter for being an asshole to people

And me for gossiping about it

What they have done compared to my actions make me feel like I wasn't the asshole, and gossiping was justified.

So AITA??

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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ash5monster01 · 1 year

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Hi! Loved your last Andrew post 🥺, was hoping to request another with him? when you and Andrew are both single and have been for a long time so you two decided to set each other up with someone close to each of your age (reader is like 24). You go on a double date but during the date you two just hit it off more than your blind dates. And if you can make reader an actress too 🫶🏻 I saw on insta that thats what happened with Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds lol

Should’ve Known it Was You

Pairing: Andrew Garfield x FemReader

Warnings: fluff

Summary: you and your friend Andrew are both single and decide setting each other up on a blind double date is the best idea until you enjoy each other more than your dates.

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You weren’t sure how you had ended up in this situation. Actually you knew exactly how and it was because of the doe eyed boy seated across from you. It was his fault you found yourself with a date duller than a doorknob and it was also your fault his date ended up annoying as can be, but it wasn’t your fault you didn’t know many other people 15 years older than you and he didn’t know many people 15 years younger than him. Thinking back on it now maybe the day you had decided this was a good idea you both hadn’t really thought it through.

“Look Y/N we’re both single right now. What could it hurt?” you couldn’t believe he was suggesting this.

“He could be a murderer or a cannibal” Andrew laughed loudly, his trailer almost shaking.

“Why would your mind go to those options first? You don’t think I would find you a nice guy?” Andrew crossed his arms, his attention completely off his lunch during your 30 minutes break from set.

“I know, I just wouldn’t be comfortable. I’m awkward” you hated dating. Getting used to somebody new was the worst, especially romantically.

“You’re not awkward” you gave him a dumbfounded look in hopes to remind him what you were like the first day on set and you two had met. “Okay, you’re a little awkward but you can overcome that. I mean look at us now”

“Andy, I just want to skip the embarrassment. I’ll find a guy of my own to make myself a fool in front of” you told him before proceeding to take a bite of your salad.

“Why don’t we make it a double date, you pick my date and I pick yours and then we all go together” now this idea had peaked your interest. Andrew could fill the conversation where you struggled and hopefully you could do the same for him.

“Now that could work” you told him after a few minutes of pondering and he held his hands up as if to say I told you so before focusing back on his food.

So here you both were, sat next to your dates, in a dimly lit restaurant. But the catch was both the dates you picked sucked and the only jokes you had been laughing at all night were Andrew’s.

“Oh my gosh Y/N, did I tell you what happened on set the other day?” Andrew turned his head from his blonde date and you immediately leaned forward to put your attention on him. Your date had been busy trying to tell you about his routine while taking care of his Grandpa and you could only take so much about what medication he takes at what time.

“No, spill” you grinned back at him, your dates sharing a knowing look between them.

“We were filming and one of the new assistants was so distracted as he watched us he walked straight into the craft table. Food went everywhere and he was covered. I laughed so hard we had to reshoot the scene like twenty times” you laughed loudly picturing this, knowing that one bump to your craft table could launch food everywhere.

“Oh my gosh, I bet our Director was pissed” Andrew nodded, smiling at how the girl laughed at his story.

“He was, but I couldn’t help myself” both of you had shown more enthusiasm over each other than your dates and it continued like this for most of the night. One of you would break a dull conversation to converse with the other. Finally Andrew’s date had enough.

“That’s it’s, I’m leaving” Andrew shot her a confused look and your date stood as well.

“Me too” he said as he started to put on his jacket.

“What, we’re just starting to have fun” Andrew held his hands up, confused as his date collected her purse.

“No, you guys are having fun” you drew your eyebrows together at the blonde girl, confused by what she had meant.

“Obviously you guys are into each other, you should’ve saved yourself the trouble and just went on a date instead of wasting our time” your date said before turning and walking out the door. Andrew’s date followed, her chin high as you both got abandoned at the table.

“Well, that was unexpected” Andrew spoke and you both chuckled, the awkwardness starting to settle in. Andrew was 15 years older than you and you had never really considered him an option. But hearing someone say it you started to wonder if you really had been attracted to him all along. Every shared moment between the two of you flashed through your head and you realized maybe it was always there. You enjoyed his company, and the flirting wasn’t uncommon.

“We should go” you suggested and he nodded as he held his hand up for a bill. Once you both had paid you found yourself out in the sidewalk, walking side by side, your shoulders brushing every once in a while.

“Do you think they were right?” Andrew asked and you sighed as you looked ahead of you.

“Maybe, I don’t know” he nodded as you said this. You hated that this was in your head now. Now you noticed how the veins in his hands flexed, the roll of his throat as he spoke, and the crinkles in his eyes, and you were attracted to all of it.

“Maybe we were so focused on the fact it couldn’t happen that is somehow did” you both never considered the other due to age. But had focusing on this fact distract you from it happening in real time?

“I’m a little embarrassed our dates noticed but not us” you said and he laughed lightly as he kicked a rock with his foot.

“Yeah, then we really could’ve saved ourself the trouble” the silenced filled the air again, only the sound of traffic floating between you. Suddenly Andrew couldn’t handle the silence or confusion anymore and his movements came to a stop.

“What are you doing?” you asked as you turned back to look at him.

“What if we kissed?” your heart stopped as he muttered the words.

“What?” you gasped out, surprised by the bluntness of the situation.

“Look, obviously both of us are trying to understand our feelings right now. So what if we kiss? If we feel something or not at least we’ll know and this entire night won’t be a complete waste” he said you thought about it for a few moments. At the end of the day what could it possibly hurt. At least you could sleep easier tonight.

“Okay, let’s do it” Andrew was surprised by this response but quickly recollected himself.

“Okay” and suddenly he was a step closer, and you could feel his breath on your face. Your heart accelerated as he tried to figure out how to grab you. Settling with one hand on your waist and the other on your cheek he slowly lowered his face to yours.

“You better be a good kisser Garfield” you whispered before he finally pressed his lips to yours. At first it was shock, that you both had your mouths pressed to each other but suddenly you felt it. Andrew did too as his hand on your cheek slipped behind your head to deepen the kiss. You found yourself clinging to his shirt, the desire to get more overwhelming you. Slowly his tongue slid across your bottom lip and you allowed it in, all of your senses going into over drive because here your best friend was with his tongue in your mouth and causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach.

Your hands found your way into his hair and his around your waist, trying to pull you as close to him as possible. You had both expected just a peck on the lips but now here you were hungering for more and you still hadn’t even broken apart yet. As soon as his hands started to slide up the back of your shirt you both broke apart for air. Your breaths were heavy as you searched each others eyes wondering if you had both felt that. How could you both have gone so long not realizing being together could feel like that?

“Wow” you weren’t sure if you had ever had a kiss like that and yet here you both were, still in each others arms, ready for more.

“I know” a small grin fell on Andrew’s face and he laughed lightly.

“I’d really like to take you back to my place now so we can do that again” you started to nod quickly and he grinned again, gripping your hand as he pulled you towards his apartment.

“Better make it quick, I don’t think I can wait that long” you told him and he felt his pace quicken because you just became the best part of his night.

“We should’ve done that the day we met”

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strawberry-cowmilk · 2 years

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It's me again 💗

Anyway I have another family angst one for you

Now like any siblings they fight endlessly.

So in another room from the brothers MC and her little brother are fighting about something. And oh boy things are getting heated.

Then suddenly they all heard MC scream"stop acting like a spoiled brat and then I'll take you seriously!" "Shut up you b##h!"

Then they heard something really shocking come out of MC brother mouth." Why won't you just die already!"

Everything went silent

Then a sound of a door slamming open is heard before mc is seen running past the open door.

(sorry if it's a bit dark)

Brothers reaction?

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mc gets into a bad fight with their brother

-> brothers x mc

mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read

content warnings: fighting, death threats, angst, pushing

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Lucifer

he will give you some time before following you

after all, when he gets into bad fights with his siblings, he wouldn't like it if somebody came to him immediately

lucifer will interrogate and lecture your brother, because death threats are in no way okay, it doesn't matter who started the fight

after a good ten minutes, lucifer will search for you

he'll calmly ask you what had caused things to go wrong so badly, and will comfort you, even hug you if you want it

Mammon

the second he watched you run off, he raced to your brother's side to scream at him

as the victim of many insults, thrown at him by his brothers, he knows how much it can hurt, and he can't have you feeling like that

mammon does actually end up pushing your brother, but it wasn't hard enough to cause injury

afterwards, he makes his way to you

he is prepared to comfort you in any way possible

Leviathan

he freezes on the spot

levi doesn't know what to do, does he go to you? does he tell your brother off?

since your brother actually lowkey scares him, levi decides to find you

you can tell comforting people isn't his strongest point, but it's sweet how much he's trying to make you feel better

after you've calmed down a bit, you two will play some games together

Satan

this man is so close to punching your brother like he and his brothers do to each other sometimes

he does quickly throw a 'why don't you drop on the floor right now' at your brother

then, he decided to leave him be and go after you

when he finds you, he first asks if you are okay

if you are not, he will make sure you feel better fast before asking what had happened

satan does believe both of you are responsible for the fight, it's just your brother who went way too far

Asmodeus

he throws the nasties, deadliest, most venomous gaze known to man at your brother before going after you

immediately tackles you into a hug and kisses your cheeks upon finding you

he fights with his brothers too, but never seriously asks them to die

like mammon, he is prepared to go to extreme lenghts to make you feel better

even if the thing you need to cheer up is something seemingly impossible, asmo has many contacts, he'll make it happen for you

Beelzebub

beel is beyond shocked at what he heard

sure, he witnessed his brothers scream bad stuff at each other, but they never seemed to mean it, and also his brothers can be very extra sometimes, but this?

he goes to your brother first, allowing you some time to cool off, and asks him what happened and why he said that

then he goes to you, he holds you close to his body as he asks you too what just happened

beel also believes both parties are responsible in a fight, siblings should get along after all, he knows he would feel awful if he fought like that with his siblings

Belphegor

he already didn't like your brother

this is something he'll at to his 'reasons to dislike mc's brother' list

even though he knows both sides of a fight should be scolded, you were clearly upset, and your brother said something horrible, so belphie goes after you, completely ignoring your brother standing in the doorway

he'll offer you cuddles and naps while comforting you, and he won't stop until you tell him you feel better

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