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talkintrashcann · 1 year

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Sleeping beauty - Xavier Thorpe

Summery: You found your best friend sleeping in his shed, his body laying on something he was drawing before falling asleep. Little did you know, it was a drawing of you.

Warnings: fluff, kissing, best friends to lovers, if there's any others please let me know

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: im sorry if this is really bad, i didn't check the story after finishing it up so there's probably gonna be some mistakes in here. this is my first time ever posting on tumblr, this is all very new to me and idk how any of this works or if im doing it correctly so please let me know what you think. im always open for suggestions or feedback!

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Walking outside in the forest after dark wasn't your favorite activity to do but you got a little worried about your best friend, Xavier. You texted him a while ago asking if everything was alright and he hasn't replied back yet. You're aware that he likes to take his distance sometimes and wants to be alone, which you completely understand and respect. But you also knew that whenever something is wrong, he keeps it to himself even when he shouldn't. He knows that you have your own things to sort out sometimes and he doesn't want you to carry around his luggage too, he doesn't want to feel like a burden.

He has the perfect spot to go to whenever he wants to be alone, a place where he can let go and express himself. Out in the woods next to the school there's a shed somewhere, he cleaned it out with permission from Ms. Weems to turn it into his private art studio. So naturally that's the first place that came to mind when you found out he wasn't in his room.

After a 15 minute walk in the woods you finally spot the old shed, covered by loads of plants that grew onto it over the years. It was certain he was inside as the lights of his shed were turned on, and only he can enter the shed considering he's the only one with a key.

You open the door quietly, not wanting to scare him this late at night. Your eyes scan the room looking for your friend, but you frown as you dont see him immediately. You take a step further inside, being able to see the room more.

That's when you spotted him, sitting on his wooden stool while his upper body was leaning on his workbench. He was sleeping peacefully, not even waking up because of the door opening. And you can imagine it making quite some noise considering how long that shed has been standing there in the forest. His hair was partly tied up in a loose bun, while also being untied at the back. A few strands of hair had fallen over his eyes, mouth slightly open. You could hear him breathe very quietly, holding your own breath to prevent him from waking up because of any noise. Even though he wouldn't wake up so easily, but you still felt the need to not make a sound.

If you could take a picture of this very moment, you'd carry it with you anywhere you go. Your heart melts at the sight of him, you stand there almost dying from cuteness overload. There was no denying that you see him as more than just a friend, but you would never actually admit that to anyone. Some of your other friends knew about your little crush on him, but it looks like Xavier himself can't take a hint at all. You've tried dropping him subtle hints, some a little less subtle than others, but it has no use. He must be blind to not notice you flirting with him all the time, or at least try to. That or he knows you like him, but decides not to say anything about it, being too afraid to lose you as a friend because of it.

As you get lost in your own thoughts again, your eyes divert from his pretty face to what seems to be what he was drawing before he had drifted off into deep sleep, staring at what you see in shock.

Underneath his body, drawn on the paper, was you. He made a drawing of you petting a kitten near the lake. It had so much details in it, you would think that he made this on the spot while you were posing for it. Thinking back to when this happened, you remember it being from before you two were even friends. It was one of your first days at Nevermore and you hadn't made any friends yet, not any human friends at least. You had gone for a walk near the lake to clear your mind after class, meeting a cute little orange kitten while you were there. You don't remember anyone else being around, let alone it being Xavier.

It makes you wonder though, was he following you? If so, what was the reason? Even if that was a bit of a stalker move, you couldn't help but feel warm inside because of it. Maybe there was a chance he did like you more than a friend. You leaned in a little closer to him, pressing your lips lightly to his cheek. You don't know what came over you in that moment, but you really felt the need to do that. This might be the only time you get to do this, so why not.

Unfortunately that light touch was enough to wake sleeping beauty, Xavier's eyes fluttered open slowly and his arms pushed his body up from the table. He makes eye contact with you and frowns at the sight of you standing there so close to him in the middle of the night.

"What are you doing here?", he asked softly but his voice came out a little raspy.

You couldn't make a sound, your eyes nervously looking at Xavier, then at the drawing, and then back at Xavier. He followed the direction of your eyes, also looking at the drawing now. He had completely forgotten he was working on that before he fell asleep, his body filling with embarrassment now as he realizes what situation he's gotten himself into.

"Uh, I can explain..."

He got nervous and looked down at the floor, not wanting to look you in the eye right now. He knew he couldn't talk himself out of this, you needed an explanation and he couldn't think of a single excuse. His hands were fiddling with the hem of his shirt and his face was turning a dark shade of pink, his body language was telling you exactly what you needed to know.

Taking a deep breath before opening his mouth again to say something while still not looking at you, he was prepared to finally tell you how he feels about you. Before he could say a word you lifted his chin up and softly kissed his lips, catching him completely off guard. It didn't take very long for him to kiss you back though, he had been waiting for this moment for so long. It didn't happen the way he thought it would, but he was definitely not complaining about it.

His hands found their way to your waist and pulled you closer to him, you falling onto his lap as a result. After what felt like ages you slowly pulled away from him, not really wanting to but you needed to catch your breath.

For a moment it stays silent in the shed, neither of you making any noise. All that's happening is you two staring at each other, enjoying the moment while thinking about what just happened. Xavier is the first one to break the silence.

"Does this mean you like me? More than just a friend?", he asks hesitantly.

"Took you long enough to realize, I've been trying to tell you for so long but you never seem to notice.", you let out a soft laugh while wrapping your hands around his neck.

"Maybe you should do something about your flirting skills then, they're gonna need some improvement if your goal was to show me you liked me.", he couldn't stop himself from teasing you.

"Oh please, there's nothing wrong with my flirting skills. If you would just open your eyes for once you'd see-"

Before you had the chance to finish that sentence he smashed his lips on yours to shut you up. This time the kiss was much more passionate and lasted even longer than the previous one. You never could've imagined this was how your night was going to end.

#xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x you #wednesday #xavier thorpe wednesday #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thrope #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe fluff #xavier thorpe x y/n #wednesday fanfic #wednesday imagine #xavier thorpe imagine #xavier x you #xavier x reader #xavier fluff #xavier fanfic

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squidthesquidd · 4 months

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Do you have any favourite headcanons about Nightshade?

(I feel like them being autistic is a pretty common headcanon, so I’m curious if you have any thoughts on that as well)

YEAYEYWYEYYSUSY OH MY GOD YES WE HAVE SO MANY HEADCANONS ABT THEM !!!!! get ready for a fuckn infodump (also sosoos many of these are just us projecting)

warning: i sound like an insane person

okay so YES !!! nightshade is absolutely autistic. and they are stimming constantly. they stim vocally a lot, and a lot of the time its just bird sounds, but sometimes it'll just start screaming lmao. it also likes to rock back and forth a lot!! definitely a verrrry common one.

Also if youve seen how we draw nightshade you might've noticed that we draw xem with little wings in root mode! they also flap those to stim :]

also they love slime!!! this is verry much just me projecting but i like to think xey love slime and they have a huge collection of textures <33 its favorite is bingsu!!!

and NEOPRONOUNS as you might've noticed :P. (we have a nightshade alter that uses neos so we are once again, projecting) but anyway, it was hashtag that told nightshade about neos, and they immediately got into it!! they have many and love hoarding them <3 some of xeir favorites are it/xe/that/owl/web/bot/mur

bones!!! vulture culture!!!!! they collect bones. sometimes theyll go out into the forest and search for bones for hours (it has soooo many antlers) and if web finds a dead animal, web'll take it back with them to clean it out webselves :]

They also have intrusive thoughts. yeah less fun headcanon time. they can be very vivid and very graphic, and its caused nightshade to have panic attacks a few times. i hc that bumblebee also used to have them, so bees helped xem through some of the bad ones <3

also xey have severe emetophobia. yeah i know, a bit of a weird one. if someones sick, they will be avoiding that person like the plague. whenever it watches a movie with the family, it'll always check if there are emeto scenes so it knows when to look away or leave (shout out to doesthedogdie.com i fucking love that website!!!!)

this post cus i think about it a lot

and general terran hc! i headcanon that all the terrans can eat human food :D although nightshade specifically has a difficult time eating (the tism) and xey'll only eat things like noodles or very processed food. murs a huge ramen lover 😎

MINECRAFT. you cannot look at nightshade and tell me they dont love minecraft!! xey have a survival world going where xeyre completely decked out in netherite, have a hundred redstone machines scattered all over the place, and just so many huge projects going on. mur started a multi player world and got all murs siblings to join. most chaotic world ever

and now im thinking abt owls, so. they have night vision, because of course. and it also sleeps in a nest (terrans can sleep hc jumpscare) its just a pile of a fuck ton of pillows and blankets and if you touch it xey WILL bite you

also it has a very strong prey drive. if they see anything particularly small moving around on the floor they are fucking jumping it. its like xeyre the maltos mouser lmao. no small animal that shows up in the malto home is safe

oh and as for music !!! big fan of the big neurodivergent three lmao. lemon demon, will wood, tally hall. that stuff yknow? (yes im projecting) also heres a playlist that our nightshade alter made that is 100% what we hc source nightshade to listen to !!!!

LOVES STAR TREK !!!! you CANNOT convince me they wouldn’t. big fan of the non-human bridge officers <3 Spock, Data, Saru (and also big Odo fan) webs favorite is probably next gen :] also i 100% percent believe it was Alex that introduced xem to it. i look at alex and see a star trek liker. i will not be taking criticism

oh and now heres a weird one. when nightshade was a protoform, they were always very… squinty? i dunno, its just something we noticed. like why are you squinting baby, can you not see? and then when xey got their altmode, suddenly xeir eyes were much wider! and i like to think that they did actually have bad eyesight as a protoform! and becoming an owl greatly improved it :]

also they cant see glass in their alt mode <3 hashtag has a compilation of mur crashing into windows

and about the episode "missed connection", we aren't actually told how long nightshade was helping tarantulas, and while most interpret it as just one day, i like to think it actually took about a week at least or even longer. i dont really know why i hc this, but maybe its cus i need nightshade and tarantulas to be besties or i'll die

okay thats it for now <3 i definitely have more headcanons so i might make a second post abt em later

#asky #transformers #transformers earthspark #tf #tfes #tfe #earthspark #tfes nightshade #tf nightshade #tfe nightshade #earthspark nightshade #transformers nightshade #nightshade #nightshade malto #nightshade earthspark #headcanon #headcannon #maccadam

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augustrambles · 1 year

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DAY 2, TWEEK TWEAK, fluff alphabet

Requested

A -> Affection; how they like to show their love.

tweek shows his love by gifts. if its coffee or handmade drawings which usually turn out as if they were drawn by a two year old, but im sure you still love them. while he freaks out in case you dont like one of his gifts or you're getting sick of them, your smile makes it all worth it

B -> Beauty; what do they especially admire about you?

confidence, even if its not about yourself, just you hugging him tightly in public without being ashamed just gives him butterflies, the slightest amount of confidence makes him smile.

C -> Cuddles; how they like to cuddle you.

little spoon. i dont make the rules, he loves when you spoon him, its just something about you hugging him from behind that makes him smile, he luvs it

D -> Dancing; their favourite place to dance with you.

home, he doesnt dance much, but if you ever ask him to dance, he'd say yes. so at home isnt his favourite place, just his preferred place, again he doesnt like to dance much

E -> Excitement; do they get excited with you about things?

yes, sometimes, he gets excited and nervous at the same time if you guys have a date the day after or if you guys are going to meet the others parents, he gets excited just thinking hes going to see you the next day!

F -> First Date; your first date together.

i feel like it would be a movie date, at your house, watching a horror movie and then cuddling together would be your first date with tweek. eating popcorn while hugging eachother wrapped around in one of tweek's blankets

G -> Goals; i have no idea for G, im sorry

H -> Honesty; how open are they with you?

very! depending of course, if he'll get in trouble for telling you something, he'd get a bit nervous before saying it, but at some point he would tell you, beside that, he tells you everything

I -> I Love You; do they say it a lot? did they say it first?

you defs say it first, this man needs a lot of reassurance on saying "i love you" in the first few weeks. he thinks that you'll think he's being too rushed or whatever, but after he feels like he can say ily without being judged, he says it quite frequently especially in hello's and goodbye's

J -> Jealousy; do they get jealous?

yep, he doesnt get really mad neither does he get really sad, just insecure about himself, but a little bit of reassurance can make him get all better!!

K -> Kiss; their favourite place to kiss you.

not much of a kisser, but probably on the lips, he likes giving you little pecks as a goodbye kiss, gets really blushy and just.. butterflies.

L -> Little Spoon; who’s the little spoon?

gee i wonder

M -> Melody; what’s your song together?

i/me/myself by will wood , you'd introduce him to the song and he LOVES it! so now one of you guys can just be hearing it and go "hey thats our song"

N -> Nicknames; do they use nicknames for you?

not much, probably basic nicknames though or just a version of your name. usually just calls you by your name though

O -> Open Book; how hard was it to get to know them?

depends on what. he talks about his feelings and emotions so if its about that he's pretty open, has his flaws here and there but you know. if its about something personal that happened like a traumatic event, he'd take a longer time to open up about it.

P -> PDA; how affectionate they are in public.

holding hands and thats all he can do, key word: he. he allows you to give him kisses or hugs but he wont start them, too much pressure, pun intended

Q -> Quirk: a loveable trait of theirs.

how much he worries over you even if you're safe

R -> Romance; how romantic are they?

in the middle, he isnt too romantic like asking you on dates frequently but neither is he not romantic, to where he doensnt do much.

S -> Secrets; do they keep secrets from you?

again, like in O, he keeps secrets depending in the subject. at some point he'll tell you though

T -> Thrill; do they like to keep the relationship new and exciting?

not really, the relationship just moves on, it doesnt get boring because, this is south park.. nothing gets boring. but you and his relationship is full of love and you both believe it'll stay like that

U -> Understanding; how they comfort/support when you’re upset or anxious.

not the best comforter, but does try to stay calm himself when comforting others and especially you!! lots of hugs and affection

V -> Vexed; how easily they lose their temper.

he doesnt get mad over small things, (he does im in denial) but if he ever does he takes it out on other things like boxing, while maybe he could yell at you for things, ofc w a well done apology later, he wont insult you or take it too far. probs just "WHY DID YOU DO THAT??" and pulls his hair out twitching

W -> Weakness; what’s their weakness when it comes to you?

"tweek, calm down, i'm here for you, alright?" basically, comforting.

X -> Xtra; random hc about them.

hes a pain to sleep with (not in that way you sick perverts), he either hogs the blanket or kicks you, its a win for heavy sleepers

Y -> Years to Come; how they imagine your future together.

i dont ger this???, he images marriage then kids what else i dont think he creates fake scenarios to arms tonite by mother mother imagining him in the afterlife while you're crying over him and you and his 2year old kid repeating "wheres papa" while he tries to escape the after life and after that the song ends and francis forever plays and hes saying "i dont know what to do without you"

what im basically saying he creates fake scenarios of future hypothetical events that might happen but he wants to marry you basically

what kind of self insert is this

Z -> Zzz; how they are when they sleep.

like i said in X, hes a blanket hog and kicks in his sleep, you have to put him down for him to stay still

#south park #south park x reader #south park x y/n #sp tweek #tweek tweak #tweek south park #tweek x reader #tweek x y/n #augustrambles rambles 😈

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fabaceous · 1 year

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I love your jackieshauna thoughts, so Id love to know what you'd think would've happened if Jackie had lived, and Shauna had the baby, with both and her and her child surviving? Would Jackie ignore the baby? Forgive Shauna? Care for the baby? And post rescue?

ahh i am so flattered thank you and im glad you enjoy them! so if all three of them had lived, you're saying? honestly that is such an optimistic scenario that i dont think ive ever really devoted any serious thought to it😂 i dont know... i could see a world where jackie throws herself into the stepdad/dad-who-stepped-up role in the woods and cares a lot about the baby ... it could be kind of a reverse divorce scenario lol she and shauna may not really reconcile at first but sort of grudgingly coparent the child because they care about its welfare so they put aside their issues ... and then maybe over time the coparenting thing gives them some perspective and brings them back together... our very own yellowjackets romcom!

im kinda struggling to think of other scenarios tbh. i could see jackie like you said, ignoring the baby for a bit because she's so pissed at shauna and wants nothing to do with her (and by extension nothing to do with the baby bc it's also this reminder of jeff, and jeffandshauna, which would be extra painful) ... but i also feel like jackie's the kind of person who is a sucker for babies so i dont think she'd last super long!

post rescue, good question. i always draw a blank for post rescue scenarios just because we know so little about that timeline to begin with that and i do my best speculation when i have at least something to go off of... like, i assume the baby would live with shauna and her mom, right? lol imagine if jackie is over there so much that she basically moves in (a win-win right, cause she would probably be happy to escape her own parents) and she, like, bans jeff from the house because fuck that guy, SHE'S the dad. sorry this is kind of turning into a romcom again hahaha

#the romcomification of jackieshauna and their baby... honestly could be fun 😂#lila @teabookgremlin any ideas?#since this is sorta similar-ish to your 'jackie raises wilderness baby after shauna's death' idea?#yellowjackets #yj asks

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vampacidic · 1 year

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ITS LEO hiii sage. using anon bc i dont want my main to be on here u know how it is. sleepover saturday real..... can i make u pick an aoi twin. also grabby hands thoughts on my special guys... mao ibaba tori ... ALSO whos your most brainrotting oc . u can answer all or none of these go wild

yes yes i getcha leo... i acfually have a couple friends named leo so i was like. Which one for a good second... anyway

ohh an aoi twin.... if i had to pick one my favorite is hinata :) it's the older sibling guilt lol... not that i dislike yuta. yuta is also my little guy. but there's something so..... grabby hands about hinata's. i wouldn't say asshole-ry but the way he's so adamant that he knows yuta that he refuses to acknowledge any change in yuta... echoes a lot of problems i have. im excited to see when he realizes that 'protecting' yuta has only been hurting her in the long run... ultimately damaging their relationship. etc. i love guys who are lost in the past

admittedly i don't know much about either ibara or tori... i never watched/read kiseki series lol. i know a speed run of ibara but i wouldn't say i uh. Know her. if you get what i mean... i think she's silly though. definitely a guy i'd pick up by the scruff of the neck if i ever dig in. tori was also a character i wasn't particularly interested in so i never dug in... i remember during my twitter days thinking her fans were annoying. which to be fair i was right but that was less because of tori himself and more Twitter.

mao however? my silly guy. im a big mixed jp/south asian mao enjoyer. which relates not at all to his character but i just can't see him as pale. i see his canon art and go Whete is his pigment. i love his character... his self sacrificing nature. also he's a fuckin LOSER. he's a younger brother 2 me. he is so special. the meow meow est. funny to me that he's the 'normal' guy of trickstar yet also the most popular... i don't talk about him a lot but he's very special to me. one of the first guys i latched onto... i think i cried over him more than once. his cringe tboy gnc swag seduced me

ok on the oc note. this one took me a while bc all my oc art is old LOL but my most specialest little meow meow is maisie

this is recent ^ ANYWAY i made her in freshman year chem so she’s been here for a few years… she’s a vampire lol. and a very transparent self insert LMAO she has a girlfriend luna :] (pictured above). i have an entire story for them lol but i need to sit and write it some time… basically maisie is a sad little bitch who lives alone in the woods and despite the happy demeanour she has Guilt surrounding the fact she’s feeding off her friends (human. who also have designs and are important 2 plot but i can’t be assed to remember their names). until she wanders across a lost wolf and is like ohhh. friend ? and it turns out it’s a werewolf lol. and it’s luna. and luna has amnesia or smthn idfk but what’s important is that they’re in lesbians andn it’s about fuckign. allowing yourself to be close 2 ppl again. i have other ocs lol (honeydew is a slime girl and she has a wife named valkyrie. valkyrie has touch sensitivities and thus they can never hold hands….. and they’re going 2 be short comics :] they’re just silly. no deep plot there. i have june who’s important in luna + maisie universe and she has a design i enjoy drawing. and there’s bea who’s a cow girl. not like a lasso and rides horses. like she has hooves) but maisie is my most beloved little fella who i project every problem onto

#sticking this under a readmore just bc it's long...#long post #ask #anon #ask game #this has been in the drafts for a while LOL im horrible at answering things on time #ya hope you enjoy secret sage ocs. they’re not secret i like talking about them i just get nervous lol #all my ocs are sapphic. btw. not like i think someone’s going to be like ummmmm. straight girl. but they’re all gay and get my gender #problems as a result #sage ocs #did i ever make an oc tag. oops. uh. lets find out!#sage oc’s

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mg549 · 1 year

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lichen 🌲, frog 🐸, clover ☘, thicket 🌳, n fern 🌿 :]€

lichen 🌲 - what do you like to collect?

ogh Everythinggg. when i say im a maximalist i mean it fr. my most visible collection is my monster high rig (which has 70 dolls currently! theres only 2 more i want but im Saving them as presents to myself for when i pay off my student loan (biden PLEASE come through)) but within the past couple weeks ive also started collecting rainbow high dolls (which once everything ships to me i will have. 31 which. is a lot tbf BUT im really good at finding deals and the average price i paid for one was $13.66 which is crazy since a. they retail for like $30 each minimum and b. ive literally paid more for singular monster high accessories bhgfbgjfdhdf). i also collect mermaid high and zombie girls bc theyre both small discontinued lines and i loooove collecting things that are no longer produced bc its a guarantee that theres an interesting story behind it. some other things i collect are rocks, fossils, halloween decor, and tbh its kinda hard for me to draw the line between “thing i collect” and “themes that if an object has im 100% certain to buy it on sight” tbh fbhfdgbkfd

frog 🐸 - name 3+ things you like about yourself

i love my hair :))) best feature of me. i also like that i can draw/very easily visualize new ideas (i dont think ive really ever experienced genuine art block beyond jst being unmotivated or worn out) and ive been starting to go swimming again (every weekend!!!) and im proud that i was able to do the whole pool in one breath in my monofin. i def wanna improve my breathhold tho its p bad bc of l’Asthma and also bc last weekend was only the second time ive gonne swimming in like. the past 10 years hbhgbfk parce que le dysphoria

clover ☘ - have you ever found a four-leaf clover?

yes!!! ive even found ones with more than four :))) they used to grow in the yard of my childhood home

thicket 🌳 - how close do you live to a forest? have you ever explored it?

unforch i dont rly live near forests anymore ��ig you could call the trees on the mountains forest-y but the pines jst seem so Sparse that it doesnt rly register as forest to me for the most part jfffgjd. i have gone hiking dans le woods tho. in college i used to live next to a big forest of longleaf pines&i was in there all the goddamn time. before then my old apt had a little patch of thick woods that i was also in as much as possible and did explore, but it was a p small patch and also really Dense with hilly terrain and no paths whatsoever so there was only so much i could do. my old childhood home had woods behind it and i did go in them sometimes but i wasnt rly allowed bc i was Baby. east coast woods rly jst hit kinda different tbh theres literally magic in there tbh.

fern 🌿 - if you were any kind of plant, which one would you be?

hrmmmmmmmm... my go-to plant for characters im projecting on is kudzu so probably that. none of its qualities rly like correlate with me but i grew up seeing it everywhere and the imagery of hot summers where it overtakes everything in sight has always stuck with me...

#my asks #tyyyyyyyyyyy #its l8 and im in a weird brain place [nostalgic] so if the answers seem strange thats why

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thenextchapterbegins · 1 year

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“you know as an emobidment of madness, i take offense to statements like. “dont stick your dick in crazy.” or “dont hang with that person because their a bit off their rocker.” Things of that nature, because when i look to things that are “normal/sane behaviors.” im just a bit confused. Like right now its quite acceptable and encouraged to make fun profiles on apps, record yourself doing funny/silly/sensual dances, or do memes, or funny jokes in the hopes that you’ll “pop off.” and become an internet star and make millions..thats accepted, its a dream for some people.”

“and what because i think a bit off? i say things that are strange/esoteric or scary? I do odd things in the middle of the night, i draw things that people shouldnt really see...im sometimes happy, then sad, or mad..on a flip of a switch all the things someone who is mad can be i am...but then i look to your societies and the things you have convinced yourselves is the norm? You people can go out, into the woods, and make yourself a home, grow yourselves food, lounge around and enjoy the beauty of your worlds...”

“Yet you dont, you have convinced yourself you need money, to pay for life, to work to the bone, to see yourself piled into debt...you live your life adherent to rules that were made by men that are now once more apart of the ground of the earth..and you shame, belitte, and harm those that dare to think different, to act different...to think different...to force people into padded cells, or to dunk themselves with medicines that purge the mind so they can fit once again that little box...if im mad then you my friends are beyond gone...you live in a world beyond even the deepest pits that my brain could ever understand....and its sad...such a sad existence...like little mices that run through mazes for cheese...a pitiful existence.”

#umbra: The true face of madness #musings

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ilovekazuhaa · 2 years

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hi twinsie 😻🤎

can u please write for isabela x fem reader where post movie isabela wants to do a little exploring of the encanto wilderness with her gf

basically they met during the rebuild of casita and reader is the weird artist girl of the town (she goes around barefooted (this is very important))

they started a secret garden and grow plants together (without using isa's powers) (they are plant moms) and they have a lizard son who's name is pipo (idk if this means anything in spanish???)

one day isa wants to see what the encanto has to offer so reader (who already saw it all) takes her to the woods and the mountains (it's off limits bc it's dangerous) and it's very pretty and pretty dangerous (animals, hills, etc) and pretty gay (maybe reader draws isabela in front of a beautiful waterfall 🥺)

however they stay in the mountains for the night and still dont come back until the tomorrow afternoon/morning so the family gets worried and when isa comes back and they (abuela) are like "u shouldn't go there it's dungerousss :(" "that girl is a bad influence" and she shows them reader's sketches of the encanto and she's like "yeah but the encanto is pwetty and SHE is pwetty uwu" and idk then??? they invited reader for dinner????

- me, not anonymous anymore bc im ready to face da fame

“Just let me be”

Isabela x fem reader

genre: fluff :)

i’m so sorry this took me like forever to post😭 i haven’t really been motivated to write lately so thank you for being so patient with me :) i hope you enjoy and i love the colors and that you’re not anonymous bc you’re ready to face the fame😎 also the pretty gay in pink has me laughing💀 you’re too funny

You walked Isabela home after a long day of running errands in town. She held your hand in hers as you two walked side by side. She was acting a bit strange, her usual happy demeanor now very tired and burnt out. It looked like the poor girl needed a break. After all, she hadn’t taken a day off since the rebuild of Casita, which was about 6 months ago.

You two met during the rebuild of the girl’s home actually, and you both hit it off immediately. Her family was glad that she had found someone that made her so happy and that she was finally able to be herself, but they couldn’t help but think your odd behavior and the fact that you walked around barefoot was strange. Well, not everyone in her family was glad. The town matriarch, Alma Madrigal seemed to have a problem with you. According to your girlfriend, Alma claimed that you were “a bad influence”. You were pulled out of your train of thought when you stepped on a rock and pain pierced through your foot.

“Ahh shit, ow!” you winced, breaking the comforting silence you and Isa shared.

The girl looked over at you worriedly, her eyebrows raised and eyes wide, her face plastered with worry. She stopped walking to make sure you were okay.

“Are you alright?” she asked, squeezing one your hands tighter as she used her other hand to cover her slightly gaping mouth.

You nodded “Just hurt my foot again, stepping on a rock” you said, embarrassed.

Your lizard, Pipo, was on your girlfriend’s shoulder and his sudden movement made you look away from the girl and towards your pet. He stared at you and you could’ve sworn he looked worried and wanted to make sure you were okay.

Isabela shook her head as you two continued to walk and she pulled your hand, swerving you away from any seemingly rocky areas in the road “See?! This is why I told you that it’s dangerous to walk around barefoot!!!”

Watching her pull your hand from side to side to avoid any rocks that could hurt your fragile feet, you giggled. Isabela showed her love for you in little ways like this, and it was just so adorable.

When you two finally reached the bridge that led to her home you stopped.

“Isa” you said, pulling your arm back to signal her to stop walking. The girl looked back, confused as to why you both had stopped when you were about to get to her house.

“Yes?” she asked, eyes as curious as ever and her expression filled with worry and a hint of tiredness.

“Are you okay? Like are you feeling fine? You seem a bit…. off” you said, hesitantly. The girl sighed, taking both of your hands as she fully turned herself around to face you.

“Well, sort of… it’s just that I-” she let out another tired sigh, struggling to say what was on her mind “Everything’s just been a little too much lately and I’m tired. Tired of all of it.” Her hands dropped to her lap in frustration and she looked down at the ground, tension building in her muscles.

You took her face in your hands and you tapped the area under your eyes, trying to signal her to look at you. Caressing her cheek softly, you pulled her in for a hug and the familiar scent of flower petals filled your nose. You smiled when she returned your embrace, hugging you tightly as she nuzzled her face into your neck. The two of you stood there for a few minutes, allowing the loud silence between you two to work its magic. Thankfully in that moment, you came up with a bright idea.

“Hey…” you said, smirking a bit as the girl’s tired and aching body rested on yours.

“Hm?” she responded tiredly, almost as if she was going to doze off. The vibration of her hum spread throughout your body, making your heart skip a little. You would’ve thought she had already fallen asleep if she wasn’t playing with the hem of your shirt.

“What do you say we go for a little getaway in our secret garden, just you and me? After all, you haven’t been there in a while” you asked.

Isabela jolted in your warm embrace and let out a dramatic gasp before she pulled away. She thought it was such a good idea, after all, it had been a good 2 months since she went to visit your garden.

“You’re genius! Yes of course!” she said, happily “We cannot abandon our responsibility as plant moms” she continued, now very serious. It seemed like she was truly invested in this.

You giggled “So it’s settled then? I’ll take you for some sightseeing too, like the stuff I show you in my drawings?” you asked.

The girl nodded her head before grabbing your face and giving you a bunch of little kisses.

“You’re so so so smart and you always know the best ways to cheer me up!” the girl exclaimed, her mood completely changing from what it was about 30 seconds ago. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight. Her previously tired eyes were now filled with happiness and her tired expression was now filled with excitement as if she was a child.

Her cheeks tinted pink as she squealed and ran in circles around you, speaking in a sing song voice “I’m gonna see my garden, with my beautiful girlfriend, who’s so amazinggggggg!” she exaggerated the ‘g’ in amazing way too much there, but it was so cute. You laughed as you watched her act like a child. She was just so precious and sweet, how could you not wanna squish and kiss her everywhere?

“How’s the progress with the flowers? Have our orchids grown since the last time I was there?” Isa asked, taking your hands as her eyes gleamed with a newfound happiness you had never seen.

“Well…” you started, tapping your chin with your finger “There’s only one way to find out… and that’s if you come to see it for yourself!” you told her this, winking at her as Pipo jumped from her to you, climbing up your shirt to make itself comfortable on your shoulder. It seemed as if it had agreed with your statement and wanted to sit with you to prove his agreement with your words.

The girl rolled her eyes adoringly “Fine, if you insist. I’ll see you tomorrow then?”

You nodded and Isabela gave you a quick peck on the lips before she skipped the rest of the way home contently, flower petals trailing behind her, the girl’s mind clouded with the possibilities of what tomorrow would bring. You stood at the bridge that divided the home from the town, watching her joy filled smile blow you a kiss before she entered her home, closing the door behind her.

It was finally the next day, and all you thought about was your amazing girlfriend and how fun sightseeing was going to be with her. You were in the plaza, painting the busy atmosphere and the buzzing people around you. Every stroke of your brush made you more and more restless. After all, she hadn’t seen the progress on all the new things you planted. Pipo sat on your shoulder and crawled down your arm, examining your art piece. You grabbed him gently and placed him back to his previous spot, returning to your train of thought.

Trying to return to your day dream, you were interrupted by the sudden view of a sunflower in your face. The comforting scent filled your nose and the sight of the yellow flower made you smile because you immediately knew who it was. Turning around, you pretended to be shocked to see your beautiful girlfriend standing there. A huge, genuine smile was plastered on her face, her dark skin glowing from the relentless sun, and her signature headpiece made her seem so lively and free. Seeing your smile, she laughed adorably at the sight of you, tucking the flower behind your ear. The sound of her laugh was so refreshing and it took your breath away.

“So…” Isa said, taking your hand “Ready to go?”

You didn’t think it was possible, but your smile grew even wider. You looked down at the ground, one of your hands stroking the back of your neck, and you laughed like a doting teenager in love.

“Yes” you told her, gathering your painting supplies and she helped you pick them up. Walking over to your house, she skipped alongside you and you watched the wind ruffle her hair and an unwavering smile remain on her face. After dropping your supplies off at home, you two made your way to the garden you shared, on the outskirts of the encanto.

Entering the garden for the first time in 2 months, Isabela couldn’t contain her excitement. Excited giggles and gasps escaped her as she looked at all of the progress the plants you grew together had made.

“Look at my little orchid! He’s gotten so big!” she exclaimed, kneeling down to the plant’s level.

You stood above her, admiring how happy she was “Well they aren’t so little anymore…” you smiled, thinking of other things to show her.

“Come look at our banana tree!” you grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the tree that stood 15 feet (4.6m) tall. The bananas were ripe and ready to eat. Their signature yellow color stood out when the sun shone on it.

“Wow! This is amazing!” Isa said, walking over to the tree “Can we eat them?” she asked curiously. You nodded and she reached for the banana, tippy toeing as much as she could, and grabbed two of them.

Munching on the bananas, she kept talking to you about how sweet they were and how they tasted better when you grew them yourself. You two spoke about other things you guys would like to plant in the future and without her knowledge, you jotted them down in your notebook. This would be the perfect birthday surprise for her.

After being caught up to speed on the garden’s status, you decided to take Isabela further out into the mountains to see more of the forest. You wanted to make this day as long as possible and spend as much time as you could with her.

Before you two knew it, a few hours had passed. You guys ran away from monkeys that chased you after you gave them some bananas, dodged random traps set by hunters, and maybe tried to hold yourselves back from kissing each other too much. After all, you couldn’t afford to get too distracted today. Or could you? Seriously though, she was just so… amazing. You were so in love.

You realized how quick time had passed when you found yourself at the top of a tree with Isa. You two sat on a sturdy branch and were eating some dragon fruit you guys found.

“Wow” Isa said, sighing contently “That was the most fun I’ve had in a while.”

“Yeah, me too” you responded “We should come here together more often.”

“Mhm!” your girlfriend exclaimed, taking a bite out of the fruit she was eating, making what she was saying almost seem like gibberish “Anf thenth we canf go cliff bumpimg!”

You laughed when a piece of the fruit she was eating fell out of her mouth and onto her lap. She picked it up and fed it to Pipo. Her hair was messy and wet from the falling rain, the colors on her dress more vibrant than ever, and her cheeks were tinted pink from the previously burning sun, or maybe it was her blushing. Either way, she wouldn’t admit to any of those options.

“I still have one more special place for us to go” you told her, grinning as you took your last bite of the fruit.

“And where could that be?” Isabela asked as she wiped her sticky hands on her dress. Gosh, she was such a child.

“Follow me” you said, jumping down from the tree as she followed. You took one of her hands softly and put it over her eyes as you held the other.

“Keep your eyes closed” you said.

“Is it this special that I have to cover my eyes?!” she exclaimed. You nodded but realized that she couldn’t see so you just responded with a ‘yes’ and laughed at your stupidity as you led her there.

As you began your short walk to the god forsaken place, you felt leaves crunching under your feet and the cool wind blow in your hair.

“It’s a very beautiful place and I know you’re going to love it.”

“Okay…” you said, facing her so you could see her reaction “You can open your eyes.”

When she opened her eyes, Isabela found herself in front of a beautiful waterfall. She walked past you a little, to the edge of the cliff. The sound of falling water crashing on the rocks filled her ears as she took a deep breath in to bask in this moment as much as she could.

“Wow!” she said, taking in the beautiful sight displayed in front of her. You two were at the top of a cliff and it was a bit windy. The waterfall stood in front of her and she watched water descend from the river above into the pool of water below. It was at least 100 foot (30m) drop. Her face was covered in total amazement. The wind blew in her hair and her dress along with it. She shivered at the cold breeze flowing through her and she stretched her arms, taking another deep inhale. The beautiful sunset casted a gorgeous yellowish orange color into the waterfall, and on to the vines alongside it. The water below was surrounded by endless hills of greenery and flowers.

“It’s perfect” your girlfriend said, turning around to face you “I… love it.”

You only responded with a smile and a light blush formed on your cheeks. Before you could say anything, Isabela cupped your cheek and pulled you in for a kiss.

It was even better than you could’ve imagined. Her pink lips that were so very soft were finally on yours, and it felt so exhilarating. Returning the kiss, you wrapped one of your hands around her waist and pulled her closer and used your other hand to caress her cheek.

Pulling away a little, your girlfriend whispered something onto your lips that almost made your knees buckle

“Thank you for doing this for me today, my flower. I love you so much.”

You chuckled in response as she continued to kiss you, her hands becoming tangled in your hair and your grip on her waist becoming tighter. Leaving a trail of kisses down your neck and onto your collarbone, she always said an ‘I love you’ between each one. You felt her soft lips smile against your skin after every time you giggled, it was so adorable. When she pulled away, you were visibly blushing, your cheeks tinted red as you bit your lip, scanning the woman’s figure.

“If you want me that badly just say it already” Isabela joked, taking your hand and leading you to the edge of the cliff, to watch the sunset.

When the sun finally set and stars decorated the night sky, you both decided it was way too late to go all the way back home so you found shelter in the cave behind the waterfall. You had been there a few times before so you knew it was safe. There was a small entrance that you two could squeeze through to go behind it. You took your sweater off and wrapped it around Isa, and if it wasn’t for her proposal to cuddle, you would’ve froze that night.

As you lied on the ground, resting your head on one of your arms, Isabela snuggled into your chest. Her warmth made contact with your skin. Relaxing a bit, you exhaled and Pipo made himself comfortable in your jacket pocket that Isa wore. She wrapped her arms around your waist and closed her eyes, the sound of the water crashing against the rocks and into the water accompanied both of your journeys into dreamland.

“Y/N?”

“Mhm” you responded, trying to make it seem you weren’t going to fall asleep just now.

“Thank you for today. I’m so happy we got to do so much together. I had a lot of fun, really.”

You smiled “I’m happy to hear that, señorita.”

Isabela giggled at your choice of words. Grabbing her hand, you brought it up to your lips and kissed it softly.

“Anything for you, princesa.”

Isabela couldn’t help but smile and feel like she was the luckiest girl in the world.

“I love you, Y/N” she said, kissing your cheek softly.

“And I love you more, my sweet Isa.”

The girl put her hand up between the two of you, wanting you to hold hands. You rolled your eyes adoringly and touched fingertips with her, going agonizingly slow to tease her. You looked down at her, watching her joyful expression as your cold hands made contact with her warm ones. Finally intertwining fingers, Isabela pulled your hand close to her and gave it one last kiss before she brought it in to the warmth of her neck.

The both of you made funny jokes, told stories, and made future plans before the two of you dozed off.

“Isa…” you said, words slurred due to your brain wavering between being awake and being asleep.

“Yes Y/N…” she responded, eyes fluttering closed as her grip on your hand never faltered. You didn’t realize that you never felt cold again after Isa started to hold your hand.

“What will your parents do if they notice you snuck out without telling them?” you asked, practically asleep at this point.

“I don’t know, Y/N…. but let’s worry about that tomorrow…. okay?”

“Yeah…. tomorrow”

Before you knew it, the both of you fell asleep in each other’s arms, behind a waterfall you had only ever been to a few times ever.

You woke up to the absence of Isabela’s familiar warmth. Opening your eyes, they felt tired, and your back and neck felt sore. As you sat up and stretched, your bones and joints popped and you felt your muscles very tense. You saw your girlfriend, hair messy and free, standing and watching the waterfall curiously. You walked up to her, wrapping your arms around her waist from behind.

“Oh hello, you’re awake” Isa said.

You let out a ‘hm’ before you spoke “Well of course, love. How did you sleep?”

The girl smiled before she turned around into your embrace, placing her hand on your cheek

“I slept amazing, I feel so…. refreshed.”

You smiled “I’m glad to hear that” you told her as you touched foreheads with her “What’s our plan for today?”

Isa’s happy expression changed into a worried one “I have to work in town today, and I’m sure my family has been worried sick, wondering where I’ve been.”

You frowned “I’m sure we can clear things up. Don’t worry about it Isa.”

The girl smiled “Hopefully they won’t get too angry. They already don’t like me hanging out with you…”

She watched your face change into a hurt expression as you looked down at the ground, feeling shameful “But I don’t care! That’s not gonna stop me from loving you. I promise” the girl said, putting out her pinky.

“You promise?”

“I swear it” Isa responded “On my life.”

Interlocking pinkies, your face returned to a smile and you told Isabela that it was probably best to return as soon as possible, but not without a few stops on the way back.

The poor girl was a nervous wreck the whole time you were returning home, but she tried to not let it affect her time with you.

When the both of you finally made it back to your girlfriend’s home, her whole family was there, about to send a search party out for the girl. When Isabela’s mother, Julieta saw her, she ran over and hugged the girl tightly.

“Mi vida where were you?! I was so worried!” The woman cupped her daughter’s face in her hands and you watched Isabela try her best to come up with any words that could help her get out of this without getting in trouble by her grandmother.

“I- I was out with Y/N, we were… exploring” Isa said, becoming a little pale.

Julieta looked over at you “Well if you’re with her then it’s okay…” she turned to you and grabbed your hands “Thank you for keeping her safe.”

You only responded with a slight nod and an awkward smile.

“What is going on here?” you heard an older woman say. Looking over, you saw your girlfriend’s grandmother, Alma. She wore a black sash, a dark pink dress, black boots, and her hair was tied in an “old woman” bun. She looked very worried but when she spotted you, her expression changed to anger.

Walking over to the both of you she cupped Isabela’s cheek and hugged her tightly “Ay mi amor, where were you? Are you hurt?”

Isabela shook her head “No Abuela. I’m okay.”

“Then do you care to tell me where you’ve been? You had me worried sick!” Alma folded her hands together, waiting for an answer.

“I was out exploring… with Y/N….” the poor girl was so afraid. Not because of what would happen to her, she was afraid of what her grandmother would say to you.

“Isabela! You know the outskirts are off limits, it’s very dangerous out there!” the old woman scolded.

“Did she make you do it?” Alma said, looking over at you in disgust. You cowered your head and looked away in embarrassment.

“I told you she was a bad influence! This girl here isn’t good enough for you! She’s just some child you claim to love she isn’t anything good she isn’t-”

“Abuela that’s enough!” Isabela cut her off “I love her and that’s that okay?! If you don’t support us there’s plenty of other people who will. I’m an adult and I can make my own decisions. I understand that you want the best for me but doing it this way isn’t right. I’m sick of you trying to dictate my life just let me live!”

She walked away from the old woman and took your hand, pulling it close to her chest.

“Do you even know her name? Know that she loves to draw? To paint? Did you know that she walks around barefoot? Did you know we have a pet lizard together? Did you know we have a secret garden in the woods that we created together Abuela? Do you know that she walks me home every night and slips me little notes under my bedroom door every morning? Did you know that she’s the one wiping my tears away every time I cry? Did you know that she loves me for me, and doesn’t force me to use my gift and act a certain way? No, you didn’t.”

Isabela looked away from her grandmother and at you teary eyed, eyes full of love and a burning passion for you.

“I love her and I’m going to spend the rest of my life with her. She is not a bad influence in any way. In fact, she’s encouraged me to become the best version of myself.”

Hearing your girlfriend say these things made you so happy. How had you gotten so lucky? She loves you so much, and she’s willing to sacrifice a lifetime of a perfect reputation for you.

Her eyes trailed down to the notebook in your hands, the one containing all of your drawings of the encanto.

“May I?” she asked, voice filled with fear.

You nodded and handed her the notebook. When she took it, her hands were slightly shaking and her face was pale. She was so nervous in this moment because she was going against a lifetime of expectations, and she had no idea what the outcome would be.

“Abuela look” Isa said calmly, showing her grandmother and her parents your drawings. Impressed gasps and ‘woah’s’ escaped them as their eyes scanned over the notebook. As Isabela flipped every page, their expressions became more and more shocked.

Finally closing the notebook, Isa held it close to her “Can’t you understand that I just want to see the world with the girl I love?”

As you watched her, the anger that previously filled you soon disappeared and you stood there, smiling like a hopeless romantic. This girl was so determined to protect who she cared about, even if it meant going against the people she loved.

Alma gasped at Isabela’s confrontation, eyes filling with tears as she sighed in defeat. She realized what she had been doing this whole time was extremely rude.

She turned to your direction and spoke “Y/N right?” the woman asked.

You nodded “Y-yes m’am.”

“Y/N…” the woman walked up to you, embarrassed of her actions.

She folded her hands in front of her as if she was praying “I want to apologize for the way I’ve treated you. If possible I would like to start over. Please forgive me.”

You stood in front of the elderly women, eyes wide in shock. Looking over to Isabela, her expression mirrored yours. Clearly, it was very unlikely for the girl’s grandmother to apologize for her wrongdoings. You no longer felt angry and agreed with her, nodding to her statement.

“I forgive you, Señora Alma. Thank you for apologizing.”

She turned to Isabela “And my sweet Isabela, I am so sorry if I’ve ever made you feel pressured to act a certain way. I just… don’t wanna lose you too.”

The girl gasped at her Abuela’s statement and hugged her “It’s okay Abuela. I forgive you.”

Alma pulled away from Isa and smiled calmly. She then turned to you and asked “Would you care to join us for dinner then? And your lizard is welcome too” she pointed her head towards her home, inviting you in.

You looked over at Isabela, who was practically flabbergasted at this turn of events. She nodded and mouthed a ‘only if you want’ so you didn’t feel pressured to say yes.

“I’d like that m’am” you smiled warmly.

“No need for formalities. You’re part of the family. Call me Alma.”

“I’d like that… Alma” you said as the woman signaled you to follow her inside.

Isabela took your hand and everyone made their way inside.

“If I’m being honest, I didn’t think she’d have a change of heart” Isa said. Pipo crawled from your shoulder to hers and she gave him a soft kiss on his head.

“Honestly… neither did I” you looked at her “Seems like miracles really can happen” you said as you bumped her hip, making your girlfriend smile. God that smile, it always had your heart fluttering. You’d do anything to keep her happy forever.

Wrapping an arm around you, she pulled you close and whispered something in your ear “Well now you’ve met my family, so you’re stuck with me.” You felt her soft lips move against your ear. It gave you chills.

“And I couldn’t be more happier, Señorita Madrigal.”

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raggaraddy · 3 years

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hello, so if you still take requests i want to request yandere reaction where the reader is as possesive as them, or like she willingly do anything for them and obey them. its totally okay if you dont feel like writing it or maybe you dont take request.. its just im craving reading something like that and youre a great writer :)

A/N: Hi, I am still new to writing reactions, so I hope that this is what you wanted or you at least like it. Thank you for your sweet comments. Enjoy!

Mine

Summary: When another girl gets a little too comfortable with Jungkook your reaction's a surprise to the both of you.

Trigger warnings: Fighting, mentions of abuse, violence.

Jungkook

You had begged Jungkook to take you with him tonight. He'd been so busy with work lately and you'd found yourself missing him too much when he was gone. So when he said he wasn't staying home tonight, but he was instead going out to a bar with some of his friends, you were enthusiastic for him to take you with him. It had used to be the complete opposite. Every time he left you alone, gave you some time to breathe on your own, you were thrilled. But more and more you'd started noticing him in a new light.

Sure he's rough and demanding sometimes. And yeah, he can lose his temper every now and then. But you're not perfect either, and you know it must be hard for him, especially when you behaved so insensitively at first. However, despite your flaws or his, he deeply loves you. He accepts you for who you are and he wants nothing more than to keep you safe. How could you ever find anyone else who cared for you as much as your Kookie did?

The night started as every night out with Jungkook did. He listed out the same rules over that he had said dozens of times before.

You have to listen to everything he says and do everything he says. You don't talk to anyone unless he's with you, and most importantly, you never leave his sight. You had tried to run off a few times in the past, so you knew how deathly serious he was about that last one.

After thoroughly prepping you, and dressing you, and warning you one last time to mind the rules, the both of you finally went to meet his friends.

"Sit. Here." Jungkook pointed to the booth table at the back of the bar. You slid in and he right away pushed in alongside you, nudging you in further and further until you were all but barricaded against the wall. As his friends began to come in one by one, they all joined in a large group. While the night went on, you talked among his friends and their girlfriends. A few people got food, but most people were just drinking to excess. You of course got the choice of soda or water. Every now and then throughout the evening, you could feel JK's attention on you, and you would hug his arm a little tighter to let him know you were paying attention to him too.

At some point, it was Jungkooks turn to buy the next round.

"Y/n." He whispered lowly. Even in the middle of a conversation and with the music playing in the background, his voice caught your focus right away. You looked up to him, a small smile and big eyes. "I'll be back in a few minutes." His lips pressed to your ear, his warm breath blowing along your neck spiking tingles down your side. "If you even try to move while I'm gone, I'm going to pin you to the table by putting this butter knife through your hand." He twirls the point of the dull knife into the table, scratching the wood.

Your smile grows a little bit bigger at his threat. Not because you think he wouldn't do it, but because you know there is no way he would ever need to do it. You're not going anywhere.

Your fingers linger with his, holding on for a few seconds extra as he gets up. While the conversations go on, your concentration keeps flicking to Kookie. Watching every now and then to make sure he hasn't left your sight either.

On one momentary glance, you catch sight of some random woman standing too close to him. They're at the bar, and it's quite crowded so it could be nothing, but she doesn't look like she is ordering drinks. She's completely facing him. Talking to him.

Slowly your frustration starts to build as a few minutes pass and they stay in the same position. You don't know who she is, you've never seen her before. Jungkook's body language expresses that he doesn't know her as well. She, however, is acting way too familiar. Laughing, smiling, flicking her hair and pushing her chest out like some kind of desperate slut.

You're trying to let it pass. But after only about 10 minutes of silent stewing, that's all you can tolerate. You know your Kookie has no interest in any other girls. He's just too innocent to realize that this girl is flirting with him. That, or he is only trying to be polite.

She crosses the line though when she decides to put her hand on his arm.

He might have told you to stay in your seat, and you know he is going to at the very least slap you for willingly going against his rules, but you have had enough and you're not going to allow this bitch to paw all over him anymore.

Shuffling out of the booth, you take heavy, furious steps towards them. The second you're in reach you draw against Jungkooks side, wrapping your arm around his. At the same time, you roughly and forcefully shove the heel of your palm into this girls shoulder, knocking her back and off of him. She stumbles looking shocked and fleetingly frightened. You're not done sending a message yet.

"The next part of you that tries to touch him is going to get stabbed!" You growl. Jungkook leans back a little to look at you. A mix of intrigue and surprise coming together to form a smirk on his face. It's not just from the forceful action you made, but also the confident, ruthless way you spoke to intimidate her.

This woman is dumb though. She either doesn't see or doesn't understand how sincerely you made that threat. "Wow," she scoffs. Yelling, trying to be louder than the music, "Is this your girlfriend? She's a psycho." she mocks, stepping forward, speaking directly to Jungkook. You pull yourself in front of him, dragging his hand around your waist to wrap on your hip, your fingers lacing over the top of his. Even with you standing between them, eyes burning with hostility she still doesn't back down. "If you want a cool girlfriend, you can come home with me, baby." She propositions him, with the cherry on top of calling him baby. Calling your Kookie baby! Who the fuck does this bitch think she is?!

You snap forward and slam your curled up fist into her face as hard as you can. She mustn't have been expecting that at all because she falls like a ton of bricks. Knocking into two or three other people behind her before she ultimately falls on to the floor.

Honestly, you've never hit someone before, and you didn't realize it would hurt so much. So you have to quickly shake your hand feeling the bones bruised and jarred. You regain your composure by the time she can gain hers and looks back up to you. You step over the top of her getting into her personal space. "Go find someone else to be a pathetic whore with." You snap. "He's mine!"

She scrambles out from under you and back to her feet, sensibly darting away. Over your shoulder, you can see Jungkook taking control of the consequences of your interaction, assuaging the bartender's concerns. JK knows them all, so if they know that it's him, they're not going to make a fuss over it, they'll just let it go and assume there was a good reason.

You latch onto him again as he focuses back on you. Grabbing your hands into his shirt, you hold him closer. "Don't let other girls touch you." You whine, taking the aggression out of your voice when you talk with him, but not the seriousness.

"Why? Because I'm yours?" He looks down with a smug smile, and a salacious glimmer in his gaze. His tongue running over the inside of his cheek.

You're still so pent up and frustrated, you just want to be as close to him as you can be for comfort. You press your whole body flat to him, feeling warmed by the firm shape of his arms and chest. "Yes, you're mine."

He insists on a small amount of space between you two, gripping onto your upper arms harshly he pushes you back. His free hand comes up and his fingers cling into your jaw keeping you still.

This is it. You knew he was going to hurt you for disobeying. But honestly, it was worth it to keep her off of him.

Looking down at you so intensely, he isn't reacting the way you had expected. His eyes are instead filled with an infatuated allure that's making your stomach tingle and your cheeks feel warm. He rests his mouth next to your ear like he had earlier. "That was so fucking hot Kitten." His teeth nip at your ear lobe, making you shiver. "We're leaving. Just wait until I get you alone. I'm gonna prove I'm yours."

#bts #yandere bts #yandere #bts fanfic #bangtan #bts smut #yandere bangtan #yandere jungkook #bts reactions #bts requests #jungkook

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haysgrove · 2 years

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I haven't been caught up with your stuff for a while, but about a year, maybe 2 years ago I got really invested in your Campfire au (sorry if that's not the right name for it I know it's not an au anymore). anyway, your character Vee really caught my eye, and your story got me to go out to my local woods for a walk, cuz that's something at vee likes to do. and I found myself always itching to go back after that. I kept going on walks. even in the winter, and I hate the cold, and bugs, and I wasn't very in shape so it was hard at first. but nothing came close to making me feel calm and safe in my own head as going out into the woods and getting my hands covered in dirt. I listened to those character playlists you made for them, and it got me into music. I never really understood listening to music before, but idk... the way the songs formed together to draw a picture of a person. It really caught my attention. and now I make playlists all the time. and now those are the two things I do. to feel calm and safe in my own head. I go for a walk and I listen to music. and yeah those are two simple things, someone had probablyve suggested them to me before. But idk. connecting it with a character spurred me to actually go out and do it. It's been a really rough year or so since I discovered those though. I don't wanna trauma dump and stuff in your asks cuz this is just me telling you your work really touched me. but let's just say I stopped going on walks. I moved away from that forest I always went to. i stopped seeing old friends. and for a long time I forgot how much the smell of wood and hand drawn stories brought me back down to earth. a bunch of things happened and I ended up moving back near that forest. It still took me a long time to go back to it though. Today I read a story, about different characters, it touched me the same way yours did, with relationships that felt real. It reminded me about walking through the woods and friends I could trust with anything and being grounded and content. So today I went back out to the woods for the first time in a long time. I listened to songs that i heard for the first time in those playlists you made about your characters. It was just as calming as I remembered. It made me feel safe and comfortable with myself. I hope this doesn't weird you out or is too parasocially. but I just felt that you should know this. I truly treasure the gift of inspiration your art has given me. I know in the end it's me who takes me out to the woods when I'm stressed, but I dont know if I ever would have gone out there if it weren't for your charming characters. I think i will continue to go out to these woods, dig my hands in the dirt, collect the rocks i find, listen to music, engage with art, and read stories. Thank you again. I wish you the best.

im gonna be fully honest with u i saw this ask in the middle of the night yesterday and i thought it was a dream bc its just so sweet HDHDNDHNDKHDND

but oh my god. oh my god you have no idea how touched i am

this is so sweet. i am beyond words ngl. you have no idea how happy it makes me feel that my art has kind of helped you a lil bit during a hard time. I am very happy that you managed to find a happy place of sorts and came back to it <3

im sending you lots of love anon. <3

#ask

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antiloreolympus · 3 years

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12 Anti LO Asks

1. this is something thats so unintentional about the colors choices rachel makes in comic but pure white clothing in ancient times literally denoted slaves and the poor, because they couldnt afford dyes or threads to make their clothes colorful. even beyond that, white (as she admits in the idea of it being a "wedding dress") can be seen as a gross visual of women needing to be "pure" and "virginial". i thought this was supposed to be against purity culture? why is she visually reinforcing it?

2. punderworld suffers from the same issues as LO does, though, it's just less blatant. demeter is still abusive, people still look alike, and the rest of the kings are still put down to make hades seem like the best option.

3. is lo hades even actually attractive though? i dont mean looks, i mean personality. bc he just seems like a power hungry authoritarian who refuses to ever let go of control and hates to be questioned and not get his way. he just doesnt seem like a pleasant person at all, much less one this sweet and bubbly persephone would be happy with once the honeymoon stage fades away. i understand LO is going for persephone becoming like him to to be queen, but shouldnt it be the reverse?

4. honestly, even ana steele and bella swan had defined interests and personality traits, meanwhile LO persephone is just a blank piece of wood nearly four years in. having a few times showing her reading a book is not enough to claim she has anything going for her. shes just there to be developed around hades, not to be an character on her own.

5. all im saying is suitor armor had a whole month past between two episodes while LO hasnt even meet a full month in almost 200.

6. in regards to the humor in LO, rachel just isnt funny lmao. what she finds funny is very juvenile (fart jokes, people yelling, weird facial expressions, cringey millennial "humor", even memes as panels) that it just undermines what's supposed to be a "grand epic" like she's trying to make LO out to be. I think humor is good in serious stories when done right, but she adds them way too often and at bad times that it just makes it immature and takes you out of the story.

7. the problem too with LO refusing to use time skips and showing every minute of every day is that is basically bans the fans being able to speculate and fill in the gaps with little what ifs and the like. theyre allowed to no room to imagine their own scenarios or interpretations because LO is like this is how it is! do not question it! do not stray from it! which is like? how is that fun to read if the creator refuses to let the readers form an opinion outside of exactly what they say?

8. that one anon is selling disney princesses short. cinderella had the deep connection to her departed mother, snow white was exceedingly kind, aurora was rebellious and strong willed, jasmine, belle, mulan, and others had goals and personality to them. if anything comparing LO persephone to them is an insult, because she is nothing but hades' trophy wife and possible brooding mare. The disney princesses don't need their princes to be princesses, but LO persephone needs hades to be anyone.

9. honestly lo hades both build and face-wise doesnt even look different from any other man in the series (bc rachel cant draw anymore than two faces i guess) but her purposely making him have such short, white hair, always in boring suits, and acting the way he does makes him seem WAY older, which makes his gap in power, experience, and age to persephone, who is designed to be so childlike, even worse. making his so sharp and cold looking is a good idea on paper, but it kinda ends up backfiring,

10. even the synopsis is a lie at this point. like it sells LO as some light hearted, glamorous teen drama, but then you read it as its a degraded in art, disjointed mess of rachel trying to juggle persephone marrying a guy she hasnt known a month, kissing hades' capitalist ass, hera being a #GirlBoss, a second god war, a horrible handling of sexual assault, hamfisted cameos, illogical made up ships, american-named OCs, butchered "retellings", ill thought out coups, and shopping montages.

11. ok but we have to be thankful tumblr is basically a dead website because if not LO fans would be on those fandom chains going "little goddesses grab your pomegranates 😤" unironically like superwholock fans talking about sonic screwdrivers n shit.

12. on the subject of lawyers for persephone: wouldnt that be a perfect chance to introduce an actual law goddess? like dike, maybe themis, someone like that, as opposed forcing hades into a very biased role that makes no sense. like i know rachel only put him in that role to be like aw look how powerful he is and how devoted he is to keeping her out of trouble! but i just see it as a set up to persephone once again being dependent on him, this time for her own life. like? how is that romantic?

From OP, Not Anon: ---FP Spoiler---

RS ‘got rid’ of Themis by putting her on maternity leave. Can’t have an actual law god(dess) defend Persephone/Demeter I guess 💀💔

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #lo critical

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hotchseyebrows · 3 years

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thoughtfulness in little things

a derek morgan x penelope garcia fic

a/n: can you believe that is my first ever full length morcia fic? me? resident morcia nut? wow. what a world. anyway!! i hope yall like this (and if you noticed it was already on ao3 earlier today shhh this is a scheduled tumblr post im Sleeping rn) and hopefully i dont take 4 months in between posting fics again, but i make no promises!!! my brain is Evil

thank you @blkantigone for being my beta and thank you @derekmorqan for letting me barf 1k of this in our dms a while back, i love you both sm

they do kiss a fair bit in this (it is, in fact, a first kiss fic) and its a little steamy, but by no means explicit and is rated teens and up on ao3 :)

read it here on ao3!!

Penelope splutters. “Sugar, you don’t have to stay here with me, it’s really not that big of a deal.”

He shrugs. “How am I supposed to party when my best girl is stuck at work?”

Everything changes during a late night in Penelope's batcave. But really, nothing changes at all.

word count: 3000

Friday nights without a case are a rare treasure for SSA Hotchner’s highly sought after team of profilers. Normally, Derek and Penelope would be taking advantage of the freedom by dancing all night, but sometimes the universe has other plans.

Penelope used this week’s case-free time to put the finishing touches on an antivirus and security software of her own creation. The personal information of her beloved BAU babies was a hot commodity well worth the additional protection, and she’s always looking for a reason to fiddle with Quantico’s servers. It ended up being a whole production, taking the entire afternoon and then some. Apparently, she still doesn’t have all of the permissions required to make certain adjustments which means that she’s fiddling and bending her way into all of the things she needs to do. If that wasn’t bad enough, the whole damn thing crashed around 4:00. She managed not to pull her hair out, but it was a close thing and it set her back at least an extra hour.

Derek stops by a little after 5, his jacket slung over his shoulder. “Baby girl, I can hear the bottles of DC’s finest vodka and Hennessy calling our names, are you almost ready to leave for the day?” He pauses in the door, taking in her furious typing and furrowed brow. “Whoa, Mama, what’s the matter? You’ve got Hotch’s eyebrows.”

She throws her arms up. “The entirety of the FBI and also the world is getting on my nerves!” He walks over to her, leaning on the side of her chair and turning her away from her monitor. His hands gently grab both of hers and he rubs a soothing circle with one of his thumbs.

“Explain, baby girl.”

She does, eventually just ranting and raving about how annoying it is to still be put in metaphorical handcuffs by the FBI as if she can’t just do what she wants anyway. “I’m not even breaking any rules, technically, they’re just making things annoying and long winded.” She sighs, moving her hands to interlock their fingers. “But now that it’s started, it would be doubly annoying to stop it and come back later. So I’m stuck here until it’s done, which might take a while.”

He nods, thinking. Then he straightens up, grabs the extra rolling chair, and sits down.

Penelope splutters. “Sugar, you don’t have to stay here with me, it’s really not that big of a deal.”

He shrugs. “How am I supposed to party when my best girl is stuck at work?” She blushes, turning away to hide it on instinct.

“You cheeseball.” She spins around to lightly push on his arm. He just smiles.

They sit together for 20 minutes in relative silence as she continues her work. It’s a comfortable silence; his occasional humming soothes her rising annoyance at how needlessly long this is taking. She can hear him playing with one of the fidget toys she keeps on her desk behind him. When she gets to another point of sitting and waiting, she turns towards him and asks him about his day. He tells her about how Prentiss helped him get Reid back for a prank by distracting him in the break room while he switched out the keyboard of Reid’s computer with an identical one with a grass garden planted inside. “It’s a long con for sure, but I’m hoping it sprouts this weekend.”

She laughs. “How long did it take you to set this up, dumpling?” She already knows the answer, but it’s nice to see his slightly sheepish but proud look about his dedication to his prank war. Her computer beeps at her, and she spins back around to begin working again.

He rolls closer, avoiding her question and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “You getting hungry yet?”

She relaxes, leaning against him. As if on cue, her stomach grumbles. “Yes, I’d say so.”

He leans over and moves a strand of hair out of her face. “Okay baby girl, I’ll go grab us food and be right back.” She nods, lifting her cheek on instinct to meet the kiss she knows is coming. He stands and sure enough, leans down to kiss her cheek. “I’ll be quick. Be good.”

“How can I do anything else if you’re not here?” She bats her eyes up at him.

He grins. “Oh, I’m sure you’d think of something.” He brushes his knuckles against her cheek. It makes her shiver.

She watches him leave, catching the kiss he blows at her from the door. Turning back to focus on her work, it feels like she blinks and he’s back. A glance at the clock tells her it’s been over a half hour. He puts the bag of food onto the table before coming to pull her away from the computer.

“One minute, I promise, I’m so close to just letting this thing run for a little.” He twirls her hair around his fingers before dropping his hands onto her shoulders, rubbing away the tension. A minute and a half later, she leans back in her chair with a sigh. She tilts her head back and sticks her tongue out at him. He smiles at her.

"Come eat, baby girl. Don't think you're getting out of eating my hard won dinner." He moves to the table and pulls out her chair. She follows and sits.

"Hard won — mon cher, you didn't tackle a wild animal and lug it home to our log cabin in the woods, you drove your car 20 minutes."

He kisses her temple, handing her a pair of chopsticks. "Yeah, but I would lug home whatever you needed anytime, so the sentiment is the same."

She smiles and knocks their feet together under the table lightly. He moves his chair, so they are sitting right next to each other on the same side of the table. The heat from his arm is palpable.

Derek grabs a box from the bag and splits the vegan pad thai within onto two paper plates. He opens the box of spring rolls and places it in between them while she places napkins in front of them both. He pops the cap off of her bottle of lemonade without her asking, and sets that in front of her too. “Thank you, handsome.” He smiles in response. They start eating and the comfortable silence returns.

She talks him through what she still needs to do to fix everything in between bites, even though she knows he doesn't really understand her technobabble. But Penelope can feel his eyes on her, and without looking, she somehow knows that something has shifted in the air around them.

"What?" she asks, turning her attention away from gesturing at her computer with the chopsticks. "Do I have something on my face?"

He chuckles. "Actually, yes, c'mere." He brushes away a stray spot of sauce on the corner of her lips with a gentle swipe of his thumb. The rest of his hand stills on her cheek. She shivers. She can see him notice it, his attention focusing in on her. Penelope's blood is thundering in her ears as he glances in between her lips and her eyes.

She leans purposefully into his hand. His thumb brushes over her lips again and her mouth falls open a little.

"Penelope, I-" he cuts himself off with a hard swallow. "Penelope." His eyes flicker down to her lips and back up to her eyes quickly again.

She can only blink at him for a moment. "Yes, Derek?"

"I don't kn- um. Can I-" She's never seen him flustered and unsure like this. But they've never been out of sync before and they aren't about to start now, so she nods, bringing up a hand to rest on his. A smile grows on his face before he starts to lean in. His hand slides along her cheek to more firmly grip her face- it makes her gasp.

He pauses, thinking something is wrong. "Penelope, are y-" Her heart swells at how careful he is to take care of her always, and she meets him in the middle, pressing their lips together in a soft, purposeful kiss.

For a moment, all is still. The world boils down to just the place where their lips are touching. Their lips barely brush against one another, but already Penelope feels light headed. Derek separates their lips for a moment before kissing her again, a firmer touch this time. She sucks in a breath through her nose. His lips are incredibly kind- that’s the only word for it. He doesn’t seem to know the word “take” right now because all she can feel from him is “give.” As he presses into the kiss and gently cups the side of her face, her brain wildly spins through thoughts about how of course he’s like this even when kissing her and how good he smells and how she can’t believe they haven’t done this sooner.

He draws her closer against him, pressing into the kiss more insistently before bringing his other hand up to her face and holding her. His fingers move to cup the sides of her neck and she tilts her head to the left a touch, letting her mouth fall open in a sigh. He makes a soft noise before tentatively sliding their tongues together. A full body shiver runs down her spine and through her limbs. Another small noise falls from the back of his throat. Her stomach swoops like they've just dropped down the side of a huge arch in a roller coaster. She places both hands on his chest, pressing forward. He moves with her, chair squeaking underneath him as he presses closer, one arm snaking around her back. Penelope’s heart pounds even louder. His tongue is gentle even in its insistence as their kiss turns slightly desperate.

It feels like someone has lit a fire underneath Penelope’s chair, warmth washing over her whole body and radiating out from everywhere they touch. One of his hands tangles into her hair as he gently tilts her head back. If she wasn’t sitting her knees would have buckled so long ago, but now she would absolutely be on the floor. It’s no surprise that Derek Morgan is an incredible kisser, but knowing something and knowing something is so different.

He pulls back, letting their foreheads rest together. Her eyes stay closed, tingles radiating from everywhere his fingers are tenderly holding her face. She tightens her grip on his shirt. He kisses the tip of her nose. "You still with me, baby girl?"

She nods, breathless. She slowly opens her eyes and smiles at him. "Hi." It's the first thing she thinks to say.

He laughs. "Hey you."

She has so many questions- how long have you wanted to do that, can we do that again right now, can we do so much more right now, right here- but before she can ask any of them, her computer beeps loudly. "Oh!" She jumps at the sudden noise. He drops his hands and leans back, looking far too much like the cat who got the cream. "I should- right, I should deal with that," she says, standing on shaky legs. Heels were never so precarious. Of course, there is no hiding from a profiler.

He grins up at her. "Need some assistance?" His eyes are shining like he's hiding a joke. She scrunches her nose at him, biting back a smile.

"Oh, hush you. I’m perfectly capable of walking 3 feet, thank you very much." Her tenacity is a little undercut from the way her hands are trembling a little as she smooths her skirt, but still. The point remains.

He raises his hands in surrender. "Alright baby girl, go on then."

She walks over to her computer and stays standing to fiddle with the wires behind it before bending over at the keyboard and reading the report on the screen. "It shouldn't be much longer now, it just needs to run the last new anti-virus- what?" He's leaning back in his seat and staring at her, a small smile dancing on his lips.

"What, Mama?" But he knows what, clearly evident from the way he is trying to school his expression into something innocent.

She blushes. "Derek Morgan, I don't know what I'm going to do if you keep looking at me like that."

"Oh, I don't know. I might have some ideas."

She sucks in a sharp inhale through her nose. Playing nonchalant, she turns back to her computer. "Well, I might have to hear your ideas out."

"Yeah?"

She glances at him out of the corner of her eye and he's grinning.

"Yeah." she says, not trusting what will come out of her mouth if she elaborates (probably something along the lines of “I’d listen to all your ideas, do your ideas include any semblance of forever, if you keep grinning like that I'm gonna lock the door and do something reckless”).

They sit in relative silence, just the sounds of her typing filling the room. When she finishes, she spins her chair around. "Hi," she says again.

"Hi baby," he responds.

Her fingers twist and curl the hem of her skirt. "So, uh, well, that's gonna take at least another 30 minutes to finish running."

He raises one eyebrow. "30 minutes, huh?"

She nods. "Might be a good time for some of those ideas."

He stands and walks across the room to her. She takes his offered hand and stands as well. They stay there, inches apart and holding hands as the charged atmosphere around them seems to crackle. In the same breath, they lean in to kiss again. Both of her arms wrap around his neck as he tucks his around her waist. He pulls her against him, fully pressed together as the soft kiss deepens into something heated and desperate.

He bites her bottom lip gently before the kiss turns open mouthed and slick. She arches against him as they slide into a slow rhythm. She feels fluttery, like his arms are the only anchor point in the whole world and if he let her go, she’d simply float away. He tastes like lemonade, sweet and alive. She hums as he tracks his hands in a slow circle at the base of her spine. Her knees really do buckle a little as he attempts to tug her closer, but he holds her steady. She rests a hand on his cheek and grounds herself by using the other to grip the back of his neck. She’s utterly swallowed up by him, his arms and his mouth and just him surrounding her in their own little cocoon. He separates their mouths to kiss across her jaw and down her neck, hands flattening on her back. He places a line of long kisses down to the crook of her neck. She lets out a sigh, letting her head fall to the side to give him more room. He sinks his teeth into the same spot lightly, and she shudders.

"Derek," she whispers. She can feel his smile against his skin as he kisses the same place again.

They slow to a stop, tucked against each other. He rests his face against her neck and mumbles something against her skin. "Hmm honey?" she says, hand rubbing a circle on the nape of his neck.

"I got us that Talenti ice cream you like," he says, only moving enough to be heard. “Chocolate peanut butter cup, and the color changing spoons are still in the break room.”

"Oh Der, that's so sweet, you didn't have to do all of that." Her heart skips a beat.

He shrugs, kissing the side of her neck. "I wanted to."

She is half tempted to haul him in for another kiss, but as if on cue, her stomach grumbles. He picks his head up and smiles at her. "Come eat now," he says before giving her another quick peck.

She lets him pull her to the table, but before they sit, she pulls him in again. He chuckles into the kiss. "Eat, you menace." He mumbles against her lips. Pulling back, he plants a kiss on the apple of her cheek as he guides her into her seat.

She bites a retort about how she was trying to but he sees it on her face anyway.

"Later, baby girl. Dinner first."

“Then dessert?” She tilts her head and gives him a flirty smile.

He runs his thumb along her bottom lip. “All the dessert you want, Penelope.”

Much the same as before, they eat in comfortable silence. Except this time he rests a hand on her thigh, and traces a slow lazy circle with his thumb. The conversation picks back up and turns to unrelated things. Derek muses about possible retaliations from Spencer once he notices his new desk plants as he casually offers her a bite from his plate. She takes it, humming.

Something Penelope did not realize had lost its footing resettles in her chest. Nothing is different, not in any way that would scare her or be a loss. They are just the same as they've always been, but also more. (Though she'd be hard pressed to think of a time when this wasn't the way they were. Maybe things are just being unveiled, not changed.)

When they finish eating, he goes to get the ice cream and two of the fun spoons from the break room. They split the pint and laugh far too loudly for how late it is. The computer beeps for a final time, software finally fully uploaded and settled. She still has to run tests and double check that everything is working, but that can wait. Derek offers her a bite of ice cream, and if he kisses her again to remove the ice cream from her bottom lip, she can't say she minds.

#morcia #derek morgan #penelope garcia #cm #cj.txt #cjs fic #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds

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strawberry-jammers · 3 years

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choir and kisses

a niki x reader school au, where there in choir together and have a project to work on. maybe they kiss? maybe

this baisically inspired my school au tbh

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Niki sat in her choir class, exhausted from her previous class. The kids were just too much to be around and didn't have the mental strength to deal with them sometimes. She opened her choir folder, putting it on her stand.

“Yo niki, you good?'' Wilbur says, sitting down next to her. “I'm fine, but Wilbur, you're not in this class. I thought you were in orchestra.” she answers, looking at the tall man. “I am, I just don't have a class right now so I decided to visit you.” niki nodded. “Oh right, seniors have free hours sometimes.” he nodded at niki’s statement, opening his phone. “Texting sally?” niki asks, making Wilbur blush. “No no I'm not.” niki laughs, turning to the front of the room when the bell rings.

“Alright everyone, we will be doing a group project today! Your gonna do a presentation of a musical and then sing a duet together! Your partners are posted on google classroom.” niki opened her phone, seeing who she was partnered with. Wilbur just sighed, staring at niki. “Mind if i hang with you and your partner?” wilbur asks. Niki nodded. “Yeah its fine. Seems like I'm partnered with your sibling!” wilbur just started laughing. “What are you laughing at?” he calmed down slightly. “It's just that you have the biggest crush on them, it's gonna be so funny.” niki blushed. “I don't have a crush on them! We’re friends, I don't like them like that wilbur.” he just laughed at this. “Niki, your blushing!” niki huffed.

“Wilbur leave Nikki alone, besides we need to do work!” niki turned to see (y/n) yelling at their brother. “I'm still pissed at you for leaving me to deal with techno and tommy.” Wilbur laughs nervously. “I'll do your chores if you don't tell dad.” “deal!” (y/n) sits in the empty seat next to nikki.

“So, what musical do you want to do for the project? Note that we do have to do a duet.” (y/n) says, setting their folder down. “Maybe we could maybe do into the woods? It takes two isn't that hard of a song to do.” niki suggests. “Yeah, we can do that!” niki and (y/n) started to work on their presentation, getting what they needed before they had to leave for class. Wilbur occasionally budded in, bored out of his mind.

“Maybe you should have chosen a different class wilbs. Maybe bother tommy.” (y/n) says, listening to the song they were gonna do. “I dont wanna hang out with Tommy, he's always bothering me about my music.” he crosses his arms and sinks into his chair. “Oh calm down, he's just excited.” niki says, gathering information on her phone. “Niki, you don't have any siblings, shoosh.” niki just laughs.

Things went on like this, right until the class was nearly over. “Oh, niki, you should come over tonight to finish the project. We could practice the song as well!” (y/n) says, moving their chair for the orchestra class that was next. “Yeah, that would be great! I could come over after school?” niki asks. “Yeah, we can walk home together! Gotta make sure to leave Wilbur behind though, he would constantly complain if he were to come along.`` We laugh together. The bell soon rings. “Alright, see you after class ends!” (y/n) says, picking up their stuff. “See you then!” niki puts away her stuff and leaves soon after.

Class went on, (y/n) very excited that niki would be coming over, yet also very nervous. They knew Wilbur would just say something. (y/n) turned to techno, who was in their english class. “Techno, did you read the book we were supposed to read?” technoblade turned to them. “(y/n), this is the second time you're taking this class and you didn't read the book? Again?” (y/n) just glares at him. “I don't like the book, okay! Anyway, did you read it?” techno just sighs, nodding. (y/n) smiled. “Oh thank god! Okay, help me with the essay then.” techno agrees, knowing if they didn't pass, he would get in trouble for not helping.

After a half hour, the bell rings, signalling that school has ended. (y/n) picks up their things, heading to their locker. They see niki waiting for them there. “Did you get out of class early?” (y/n) asked, unlocking the locker. “Yeah, I asked the teacher and she said it was fine!” (y/n) shoves their things into their bag. “Well that's nice of her! Anyways, we better get moving or one of my brothers would force us to ride home with them.” niki nodded, closing (y/n)’s locker for them. They walked down the stairs, heading out of one of the school's many doors.

They walked home, talking about random things as they went along. “You ever think about getting run over when your crossing the road?” niki stared at (y/n), concerned at their comment. “No? Are you okay?” (y/n) nodded. “Yeah im fine.”

After ten minutes, they reach the minecrafts home, noticing that they weren't home yet. “Oh thank god, i forgot they had to pick up tubbo as well.” (y/n) says, opening the door. They both walked inside the dark home. “Im gonna get us some food, just head up to my room!” (y/n) says, taking off their shows and heading to the kitchen. “Alright!” niki says, taking of her own shoes and heading upstairs. Niki spotted a door that had the progressive flag on it. “Oh thats new!” niki says, entering (y/n)’s room. “Wow, their rooms changed since I was last here.

(y/n)’s room was painted (f/c), and had drawings and posters all over the room. They had a desk, with their pc and art stuff atop it. Their bed was unmade, having stuffed animals all over the place. Niki spotted a whale plushie seated on their pillow. “Aww they kept it!” niki had given it to them years ago, so she found it sweet that it was still there.

(y/n) soon came up, holding a bunch of snakes and some cokes. “Sorry this is all we had, tommy wont let us buy anything else.” (y/n) says, handing niki the coke. “Oh, that's alright!” they sit down on (y/n)’s bed. (y/n) sat their snakes on their desk, so as not to spill them all over.

“Okay, we need to actually put the presentation together. You have the notes right?” niki nodded, grabbing her phone while (y/n) sat at their pc, not too far from the pink haired girl. “Okay, so we have-” they did this for a while, niki reading the notes while (y/n) wrote them into the google slide. It soon got to the part where they had to sing their song.

“Okay, so I'll be the baker, and you can be the other one.” (y/n) says, opening the song for them to sing. “Okay, i can do that!'' They started the song, getting ready to sing.

“(Y/N) ARE YOU WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND???” (y/n) stops the song. “I swear to god I will kill tommy. NO JACKASS, WE’RE NOT DATING!!” niki tries to stifle a laugh. “ARE YOU SURE????'' Tommy responds, still downstairs. (y/n) glares at the laughing niki. “Sorry sorry.” niki says, still laughing. “IM POSITIVE, NOW SHUT UP WE’RE TRYING TO DO SOMETHING!!'' Tommy responds immediately. “ARE YOU TWO HAVING SEX??” niki chokes on her own spit, while (y/n) blushes profusely. “OH THAT'S IT, COME HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH!!” (y/n) says, jumping out of their chair, running downstairs to attack the child. Niki leaves as well, wanting to see (y/n) beat up a child.

She comes down the stairs to see (y/n) putting Tommy in a choke hold while techno cheered them on. Niki stands next to techno.

"Apologize! I'll take your Cds if you don't!!!" "No no not my disks!!"

Niki turns towards techno. "Does this regularly happen?" Techno nodded as a response. Niki turned back, seeing Tommy try to bite (y/n). "OH STOP IT RACOON CHILD!!" philza soon comes In and breaks them apart. "Awwe my free entertainment.'' Techno says. "Oh calm down. Tommy, please stop annoying your sibling. This is why you get choked.” Tommy pouts. “Okay phil.” philza glares at the young child. “Also, (y/n), next time, just punch him in the throat. You've learned from techno.” “HEY!'' Tommy says, offended. (y/n) laughs, “okay, will do dadza. Oh, what time is it?” techno looked at his phone. “Its close to 9 pm.” (y/n) pouts, going over to niki and clinging onto her. “Noooo, it can't be her time to leave.” niki giggles, patting (y/n)’s head. “I have to leave. I'll come over soon, okay?” (y/n) nodds, letting go.

They go upstairs together, grabbing nikkis stuff. They go back downstairs to the front door. (y/n) and niki hug each other. “Are you coming back tomorrow?” (y/n) asked, letting go. “Yeah, we did never got to actually practice the song! I'll be over at 4 pm, like always.” (y/n) nodds. “Okay, well, see you tomorrow?” niki nodded, leaning over and kissing (y/n) on the cheek, making them blush. “Yep! See ya, bye!” she says, opening the door and closing it, leaving (y/n) a mess.

“Yep…” they say to themself, smiling happily. “YES!!!! I TOLD YOU THEIR GIRLFRIENDS!! PUSSY DIDN'T EVEN KISS HER THEMSELF HAHA!!” (y/n) turned around, running towards tommy. “COME BACK HERE AND SAY IT TO MY FACE YOU LITTLE BITCH!”

#niki nihachu x reader #niki nihachu #niki nihachu x you #niki nihachu x y/n #nihachu x reader #nihachu #mcyt x reader #school au #dreamsmp x reader

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mythicamagic · 3 years

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As usual... I can never just choose one... soo here are my top choices you choose one. Lol

1. Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?

2. The worst thing is, that even after all of that, I’m still in love with you.

3.that ship has sailed. i’ve had my one great love already

4. we’re just…friends.” “friends don’t do this type of shit!

5. Did you just slap my ass?” / “Actually, I firmly grasped it.”

Why did I decide 2 of the hurt/sad/angst.. idk.. i suppose im glutton for punishment. Dont hurt me too bad if you choose to do one of them myth.

Decided to do a part two for - this ask.

I chose; The worst thing is, that even after all of that, I’m still in love with you.

---

The air felt crisp and clean, biting at Kagome's cheeks as she wound her scarf tighter around her neck. Winter markets were so much fun. The vast array of cute little items on display made warmth light up her chest, even as the candy and children's toys reminded her of a certain fox she'd left behind in the past.

Kagome smiled at Ayumi as she prattled on about something or other.

She shouldn't feel guilty. Shippo had barely visited the village in the last year she'd been there. Everyone had moved on. Including herself, somewhat. She'd been so wrapped up in her whirlwind romance with a certain Daiyoukai- the feudal era had been irreparably damaged as a home for her the second they'd broken up.

But she missed her friends. Dearly.

She shook herself. It was too late to go back on her choice now. The well had sealed shut for good.

Ayumi stopped to grab some hot chocolate from a street vendor, allowing Kagome a moment to warm her hands, rubbing them together.

Snowflakes gently danced about like powdered sugar, kissing Kagome's face as she turned- almost bumping face-first into a muscular chest. Fresh scents of wild forests and thunderstorms filled her nose, and she stiffened.

He smells the same.

Kagome bit the inside of her cheek, blue eyes narrowing. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing."

"Haven't the faintest idea of what you mean," he arranged his features into mild innocence, which was near impossible due to his smiling eyes.

"Riiight," she muttered, wishing Ayumi would hurry up.

Sesshoumaru gazed down at her, a pink gift bag in hand. Kagome grit her teeth, hating that she wondered who it was meant for.

"I did not intend to run into you here, before you accuse me of anything," his silky voice caressed her hearing once more. It sounded so lulling, designed to draw her back in. "Did you take my gift home with you or did you throw it away?" he asked, deceptively casually.

"Home. But don't think that means anything- it's not the plant's fault you're trying to worm your way back into my life."

The Daiyouki smiled to himself, obviously absurdly pleased. He began pursuing the street vendor's items right beside her, gazing at children's toys with a touch of gentleness in his steady gaze. Kagome was prepared to ignore him- until he leaned down, breath fanning 'accidentally' over her cheek as he picked up a doll and straightened.

"Do you remember Rin? And the other children-"

"Don't," Kagome said, unable to move away. She hated the thrumming of her skin so much. The way it cried out. Hated him.

Her skin flared alive, body humming with hunger. Like a shot of adrenalin to the heart, Kagome dipped her chin into her scarf to try and mask her escalating breathing due to his proximity. When they'd had sex- so many years ago- it hadn't been like human lovemaking.

He'd wired new pathways within her system via his youki. Sometimes she felt like it still lived inside her, having made a home for itself. They hadn't mated, but she felt irreversibly changed by it.

Kagome made a faint noise, squeezing her eyes shut.

Resist him-

"Kagome?"

Oh thank God.

"Ayumi, let's go," she said abruptly, facing her friend with an urgent look in her eyes.

Ayumi tilted her head slightly, eyeing Sesshoumaru curiously. "A-alright?"

"You do not need to leave," he turned, exuding a magnanimous air. "I am the one who intruded on your time, please continue," he gestured to the market, ensnaring Kagome's gaze with his own. Unblinking, unable to hide his more animalistic habits even after so many years.

"I hope to see you some other time when my presence does not disturb you," he said softly, walking away.

---

When entering work that Saturday, Kagome could already sense the buzz in the air. Someone had generously donated some priceless artefacts to their museum. The previously undiscovered finds that shaken everyone due to their rarity and mint condition. No one could stop talking about it.

Kagome's blood ran cold the second the items in question were described to her. Pushing through the crowd that had gathered, she stared in horror at the display case.

Itching for a fight, she immediately stormed to his office downtown, opening the door to reception and letting herself in. "Is Sesshoumaru here?" she burst, stopping in front of the secretary's desk.

"Mr Taisho?" the woman blinked, obviously thrown by the petite, angry miko currently glaring at her and using his name so informally. "Do you have an appointment?"

"No. Just tell him Kagome is here."

She was let into his office soon enough, trying to keep a lid on her crackling reiki. Sesshoumaru glanced up from his computer. "Miko? What a pleasant surprise."

Kagome slammed an article atop his desk. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she snapped.

He raised a brow, briefly flicking his attention to the contents. A photo of red and white silks, coupled with polished spiked armour sat in a display unit. "Something wrong? It was just a donation, given in good faith."

"Donated to my workplace!" Kagome seethed, groaning and burying her face in her hands. "Don't you realise I'm going to have to see your things now every day? I've worn those clothes! I've slept in them as pyjamas! Are you trying to mess with me because you want me back?"

"That's a little dramatic, dear one, I'm not trying to 'mess with you.' It was just a donation," he rose from his seat, face inches from hers. "And if I wanted to romance you, I'd go about it much differently."

"Don't 'dear one' me," she snapped. "You could've donated that stuff years ago- or to a different museum. But no, you had to give it to mine."

"My gift was not meant to distress you, but," he rounded the table slowly, fingers dragging over the wood. "It does make me worry, seeing you so worn thin. Is something else going on? Separate from...us?"

Kagome stiffened, avoiding eye contact. Things with her boyfriend had been strained as of late, and the Daiyoukai's sudden appearance back into her life wasn't helping matters.

"There is no 'us.' I'm frustrated and exhausted, that's all. Don't make things even more complicated by asking about that stuff."

Sesshoumaru lingered close, and Kagome didn't shy away. The one person she couldn't bear to be near was also the only being who could offer some semblance of comfort to her due to his familiarity.

"This one meant to give you something," reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a business card, handing it over. Kagome immediately froze, staring at the name. "You miss him," Sesshoumaru murmured. "The kit lives in Kyoto now with his wife and children. Call him."

Tears pricked her eyes, and Kagome bowed her head. Full lips crumpled into a wobbly line.

"If there is something I regret more than our parting, it is that you felt compelled to leave. The fault lies with me."

Shaking her head, a saddened laugh bubbled up her throat. "It was my decision to break up, and it was my decision to leave the Feudal Era. Don't...blame yourself for that part."

"You did not do anything wrong," a long-fingered hand reached out, blunt nails losing their glamour. Sharp claws stroked dark curling hair back from her neck. Kagome's breathing hitched. "When we were together- you did not do anything wrong. We were both so young. It was foolish of me to act as I did, but I think it is now... that we are in the right place for something more."

Kagome shivered, body warming to him. Intuitively, the brush of fingers on her neck made her foolishly anticipate a kiss- sorely disappointed when it didn't come. "I'm not," she forced herself to say. Seeing the disappointment darken his brown eyes, she sighed. "I miss you," Kagome admitted quietly, turning away to escape from his touch. "I miss how... we were. I'm terrified of that, though. I was...under the impression we'd be together. Permanently. Then you had to go and tell me you needed 'pure' heirs to continue the family bloodline."

She laughed bitterly, loosely holding her arms. "The worst thing is, that even after all of that, I'm still in love with you."

"You are frightened that I will hurt you again."

Kagome nodded mutely. She then forced a giggle, giving a weak smile. "Besides, you may not like me as I am now. I'm more jaded than before."

"I like what I see very much," moving closer once more as though experiencing a gravitational pull, he stopped inches away. "I have missed you too," he muttered quietly, genuinely. She could feel him inhale her scent through her hair. "Very much."

Her mouth suddenly became dry. "I'm with Natsuki-"

"Leave him," a rush of passion entered his voice as Sesshoumaru swept closer, backing her into the desk. The wood dug into her thighs, their hips meeting. "This one is not interested in being 'the other man' in an affair. Nor am I interested in watching you remain with someone less than ideal," he snorted, resting his hand over her wrist and grazing his thumb over it.

"Y-you don't know anything about it!"

"I could smell your scent. It was not bright and cheerful even before I re-entered your life the other day. His feels...murky on you. Unhappy."

Kagome swallowed thickly, glancing away. "Observant as ever," she admitted softly.

"Or perhaps you did a poor job of hiding it," backing off a little- he rested his hip next to hers beside the desk, remaining near but barely touching. And yet everything felt so close. "You've changed. But you're still the same at your core, miko," hot breath fanned over her neck, teeth ghosting over the shell of her ear. "If you permitted me, I would not be reckless with your heart again, as I was in my youth."

Her palms traitorously slid up, sliding over firm muscles- running across his chest. He felt warm. His heart was beating fast. Was he nervous? Such a thing sounded impossible.

She bit her lip, secretly longing for the sensation of silks under her hands again instead of the modern cotton of his shirt.

"I don't know that I believe you," Kagome met his gaze, rewarded with the golden glow of his eyes instead of human brown.

"I've gotta go," she said reluctantly, forcing herself to pull away. "I need to be at work."

"Very well," he hummed, unmoving. "But if you...need something. You know where to find me."

He sounded almost desperate for an excuse to talk with her. Giving a curt nod, she let herself out of his office with a long breath, shaking her head. Sesshoumaru's static youki haunted her steps for the remainder of the day.

#Sesskag #Sesshoumaru x Kagome #asks

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the-hate-keeps-me-warm · 3 years

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More than a memory

Sorry if this is formatted really horriblly I finished this up on mobile I hope you like this there’s about 2 paragraphs I cut of ruby nerding out

Once they got to Vacuo oscar was sorta unofficially a huntsman now laws are a lot looser here so he’s been saving quite a bit of money from going on missions after team rwby and Jaune came back it was weird they were only gone a month but so much had changed the merge was almost finished he could feel it every day he felt less like himself he didn’t even object when Theodore called him oz anymore he and ruby weren’t as close anymore whatever happened wherever they were changed her he got bits and pieces from Jaune and yang but the others kept quiet he knew that he’d be gone soon so he wanted to leave something for her kinda like proof that they ever met in the first place so he was now standing in a vacuan market at 12 am alone with a lot of lien on him this was probably a bad idea but at one point he heard ruby ramble about this gun shop that they were the best at what they do so he called made an appointment it just so happens they prefer to see let’s just say unofficial clients at night he knocked at the door it read “bikal bullets” it opened and an old owl faunas man opens it his large yellow eyes are piercing “hello mister pine headmaster theodore told me to expect you” oscar rubs his hands together “yes mister bikal he said to come late” mr Bikal leads him inside on the walls hang dozens of expensive weapons “so mr pine what are you looking for” oscar took the blue prints out of his bag and set them down on the drawing table “um im looking for something custom built its for a friend” mr bikal takes the blue prints and examines them “these are pretty impressive mr pine did you draft these yourself theses yourself” oscar nods “mostly i had a little help with the math part of it but the mechanical stuff i did myself” mr bikal nods “something like this will cost a good amount even with the discount you get for being school staff” oscar nods “do you have an estimate on the price and how long it'll take to make” mr bikal snaps his teeth “around 12000 lien and 2 weeks” oscar nods he had 140000 saved up but he did want to buy some more things for the others “alright i can uh i can afford that” mr bikal goes over to what looks like a drawing table and pins them up “i will start work immediately mr pine you make your payment on completion if you desire the school has credit with me the price includes 3 magazines and a case so that will also be custom made shall you pick it up or would you prefer its delivered” oscar stands uncomfortably as mr bikal starts measuring out pieces of fine metal “ill pick it up dont worry” mr bikal nods and says “alright mister pine your can go now its not a good look for a young man to be out so late especially so close to the red light district” oscars face gets red “yes of course” oscar leaves and walks back to the academy sneaking back into his dorm room was easy tho nora did pester him about where hed been he had left a note saying when he would be back for the next 2 weeks he kept a poker face nora helped him set up his bank account so the sudden spending of 12000 lien did give her pause so she decided to ask him about it

He was sitting on his bed reading some Treatise about some long-forgotten subject she knocked on the bedpost and he looks up “hey Nora did you need something” she sat at the end of his bed “hey what did you spend 12 thousand lien on” he hides his face “please don’t tell anyone it was on something for ruby” she smiles “ah young love I was worried that you wouldn’t make your move so what kind of thing sets you back 12 thousand it’s something big right” he nods his head “its a gun i-i had it commissioned for and it’s not really cause I’m trying to make a move or anything it’s more like a going away gift” Nora frowns and shakes his leg “where you going taking a vacation or something” he feels tears bite the edge of his eyes “Nora the merge it’s soon I know it won’t be long until I’m gone and I want you all to remember me but her especially I don’t want to be just a memory” he struggles to keep the tears at bay but nora pulls him into a hug tighter but somehow softer than her usual ones “hey you will never ever be just a memory you will always be you and even if your not you'll always be one of us we all love you so much” and then the damn breaks and he sobs into her shoulder “i don't wanna go away nora i want to live i wanna go to school see my aunt again” she rubs his back and says “i know sweetie you'll get to do all that ok i promise” he sniffles “nora i need you to do something for me if i do disappear ok i need you to go back to my aunt and tell her everything ok it can't be oz ok don't tell her how to find him it won't make sense i'll just hurt worse i dont want that for her” she nods “i won't ever have to do that ok but i promise” she holds him until he stops crying and they take a a a nap they always helped him calm down

Finally, after a long 2 weeks, he goes to pick it up when he goes inside Mr. Baikal shows him the box it’s a beautiful dark red mahogany wood he opens the case and looks at the pistol inside its silvered handle and barrel were beautiful he’s almost afraid to touch it the engravings were perfect exactly as he had drawn them if not better the moon and rose he had designed look perfect he takes it gently in his hands he looks down the sights the night sights glow a brilliant carmine red he looks at the magazine even it was of an amazing quality everything down to the smallest detail was exactly as he pictured it he sets it back into the case “thank you, mister, Bikal it's absolutely perfect” Mr. Bikal smiles and nods “I’m glad everything is to your satisfaction Mr pine if you find there is anything wrong with it or you want something changed everything I make comes with a lifetime warranty the paperwork is in the case as well as a certificate stating that I am in fact its builder” they shake hands and oscar takes it home in his bag he excitedly gets back to his dorm he sets it down still in his bag on his bed now all he have to do is give it to her

He sits on it for a few days but finally decides to just give it to her oz has his reservations about this but decided that oscar deserves this to maybe say goodbye in his own way

Ruby was going on walks around shade it’s something he noticed so he waited for her to go on one of those walks it was cool in vacuo at night the air was nice compared to the oppressive heat of the day she was meandering along the walkways he followed behind her a bit the case hung heavy in his bag even tho it wasn’t heavy at all after a while she sits at an old wooden bench overlooking the gardens he approaches and she perks up “oh hey oscar are you going somewhere” she says pointing to his bag he shakes his head “do you mind if I sit” she shakes her head “no go-ahead did you need to talk, something about Theodore?” he sits down on the other side of the bench gently setting his bag between them “no uh no I just uh I wanted to give you something” he opens his bag and takes the case out holding it out to her she takes it “it’s not my birthday is it this looks really nice you didn't have to do this” ruby says smiling “well i've been wanting to do something nice for you” oscar says rubbing the back of his neck she lifts the top and gasp gently lifting it from its case “oscar this is this is amazing” she drops the magazine and pulls the slide back making sure its clear and runs her hand along the engraving her symbol etched into the left side of the grip “oh thanks i uh actually designed it myself oz helped me with the math” she looks at him her eyes wide “oscar it took me 8 attempts to successfully design a functioning crescent rose gun design is really hard how long did you spend on this” oscar blushes “the idea kinda started in atlas i was gonna ask you to help me make one so i wouldn't have to rely on my cane but everything happen and when you were gone i kept messing with the idea and i kept thinking about you so i kinda ended up designing it for you more than me eventually do you like it” ruby scoffs “oscar do i like it i love it its probably the single greatest gift anyones ever given me” he smiles wide “really that makes me really happy I was worried you wouldn’t like it” she sets it back gently into its case “really Oscar it’s amazing you have a knack for design your gonna have to show me the draft notes and everything cause this is this is amazing I can’t wait to shoot it this is wow” she chokes up and he leans down “ruby are you ok” she nods wiping her face of nonexistent tears “no worries this is just really cool and sweet and god your so amazing” he felt his heart flutter and his cheeks heat up “the guy who built it that bikal guy you talked about was just as great as you always said” she puts a hand on his shoulder “are you telling me Hephaestus bikal made this Oscar” she says seriously “uh yeah why is that bad” she kisses his cheek and squeals “oh my god your amazing this is now even better god I could die happy wait his rates are insane how did you afford this” still recoiling from the kiss he bites his lip “uh huntsmen work” she narrows her eyes “how much did this cost Oscar it had to be expensive” he shakes his head “not telling it’s a gift you don’t need to worry about it just enjoy it” she punches his arm “I will but I am going to repay you for this somehow ok” “you already did” he says quietly he says rubbing the back of his neck “ruby I don’t really know how long I have left and I would like to spend at least some of it with you I understand if you don’t I know it might make it harder when I’m gone bu-whoa” he’s pulled into a hug she pulls his head into her shoulder and holds him tight “I wanna spend more time with you too but you will always be Oscar ok oz is oz you are you” he sighs and smiles “see what I mean by paying me back”

#rwby #rose garden #rosegarden #ruby rose #guns #Oscar pine #angst #this is sadder than I wanted it to be #at first this was gonna be sorta related to my weed garden fic #but the idea of ruby pushing Oscar away after that was too sad #for my fluffy little ass #I wish ruby got to nerd out about weapons more #Oscar is still a simp even if he’s sad #do not ask me about the gun I will elaborate #that is a threat

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