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jhugas · 1 year

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‘I OWE HER MY LIFE’- Jeon Jungkook

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Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: comforting, idol!Jungkook X sad, 8th member!F!Reader

Summary: You love Bts and Army, but you don’t think you’re made for this lifestyle. So you’ve been considering leaving the group. But how will Jungkook, the one that loves you the most, react?

Warnings/tags: mention of sasaengs, and death threats (only mentions, no details), reader feels depressed, Jungkook is extremely attached, Jungkook comforts you, sad Jungkook, crying, hugs and a lovely Jungkook.

Word count: ~1,2k

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It’s been a long time you’ve been in BTS, the biggest band in the world… maybe around 5 years? You’ve had tours, fan meetings, collaborations, invitations… but also had death threats, sasaengs, people ringing at your door, and harassing you in the streets.

You’re a strong woman. Very strong. But you had limits, and limits got crossed over. This wasn’t the life you wanted; you just wanted some money to help your family. But now, you have the money without your family. You had to leave them from a young age, and with so much work and pressure, your relations with them got damaged. You believe that they won’t come back no matter what. But then, what was all of that for? Working so hard day and night since you’re 13, for nothing but money and fame.

Realizing how much better your life would’ve been without fame… tears form in your eyes. You love Bts, and you love Army, but maybe you weren’t made for this.

‘They‘ll understand. They love me too’

you reassured yourself, scared of expressing the decision you’re considering more and more; leaving Bts. Leaving the cameras, fame, and infinite money for an easier life. You try to imagine how Bts will react…

Namjoon, the one that you grew up with, that made you who you are today, comforted you every needed time and that considered you as his own sister.

Jin, that considered you as his very own daughter, bringing you to school and cooking for you.

Yoongi and Hoseok, bringing you to your bed when you fell asleep on the couch and went to the school reunions for parents.

Taehyung and Jimin being your closest friends you ever had, your big brothers, teasing you and bickering each other all the time. But always being there for each other.

And Jungkook that… loved you deeply. Very deeply. More than anyone else.

He always gave you lovely gifts, like portraits, drawings and paintings of you, and even tried sculpting you. Once, he gave you an album full of pictures he took himself of you, to prove you you were beautiful at your most insecure time. He gave you letters all the time, and was the type to write “Jungkook, you’re not so secret admirer :) ” as a signature. And always gave you the best Netflix and chill nights. Buying popcorns, letting you chose the movie, buying channels just for you, making his bedroom cozy with cute lights and more.

You were hung up on his walls. Said you were his love, passion and happiness as a person. And said he’d be your guardian angel the day he leaves.

“I’m not scared of dying because I know we’ll never really be too far from each other. In our next life, we’ll meet again, and love each other like we always did.” he said…

Tears roll down your cheek. How are you going to tell him? Will he get mad? Sad? Tons of questions go through your head as you blow your nose and throw the tissue. Will he hate you? Understand you? Does he feel the same thing? You blow your nose once again and throw the tissue. Suddenly, the door opens.

‘Y/n!! Why are you crying?!’

Jungkook comes in running and gets in front of you making sure to close the door behind him. He looks at you with worried eyes as you wipe away your tears, acting like nothing happened.

‘Y/n Im not joking! Please baby, tell me what’s wrong. You can talk to me you know it.’

He whispers the last part, taking care to not frighten you and to make you feel safe, protected. As you look at him in the eyes, you sitting on the edge of the bed and him crouching down to talk to you, he cups your face in his big hands, gets closer and kisses your forehead.

‘Jungkook… I… I’m not sure what to feel about being in Bts anymore… I’m scared, and lost… It’s not like I really want to leave but it feels like it’s the only way out…’

You look down, scared of how he’ll react. He’ll think you’re a traitor, you think…

There’s a silence. A long one. You wouldn’t be able to tell how long it was nor if it was uncomfortable or not. But it felt like hours. You hear him taking a deep breath in before saying in a weak voice:

‘Y/n… you can’t be real. You’re not thinking about leaving Bts right? You’re joking?’

He asks, sounding like he was about to cry. You slowly nod, making him understand that yes, you were indeed, considering it.

‘What’s wrong? What made you think about this? Y/n Im ready to do anything for you. Anything! Tell me what do you need I’ll do it! I’ll give it to you!’

He sounds desperate. You finally look back at him, tears still rolling down your cheeks but he gently wipes them away with his thumb. He gets on the bed and hugs you tight. His chest moving irregularly, strongly. And his arms holding you extremely close to him.

‘Im just… I’m tired! I’m tired of everything. I’ve tried having breaks, I really did! But nothing have worked…I’m exhausted Jungkook…I really am… and I’m sorry…’

You say. Your nose gets even redder. You almost can’t see due to the amount of tears your shining eyes are holding.

‘Put the blame on me. Put all of your worries in me. Give me all of your stress, fears, pressure. I’ll take it. I gladly will.’

He gets back.

‘Give me all of your pain. I know you’re suffering so put it all on me. Please.’

He yells in a whisper. He doesn’t want to scare you and he meant everything he said. He’s ready to do anything for you, even if it meant dying, or getting tortured till the end of his days.

You saved him and always comforted him when he wasn’t feeling good. So that’s what he told himself: ‘I owe her my life’. From the moment he realized how important you are to him, he knew he’d dedicate his whole life to you. There wasn’t any point in doing anything without you. And in fact, you were his whole life. He always did the most for you. He hugs you again…

‘It’ll be all right… I’m here… I’m right here.’

He whispers onto your neck, slightly laying a few kisses on it. You hold tight onto his hair and let your body rest in his strong arms. Tired from crying so much, you fell asleep. He laid you down on the bed, changed your clothes for pajamas, and stayed beside you. He spent the whole night cuddling you and whispering good things in your ear such as ‘you’re strong’, ‘you can do it’, or ‘I’m right here’.

He let you sleep as much as you needed and instead of not leaving until you wake up, he decided to make your favorite breakfast then decorated and cleaned the whole apartment.

He was right. It’ll be all right, he’s here…

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cupiidzbow · 11 days

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OK SORRY I WAS THINKING ABOUT THINGS TOO HARD AGAIN here’s an expanded character relationship chart ( there’s placeholders and it’s still not done but here’s a general idea 😭😭) expanded ideas under the cut in case it’s hard to read 😭

- candy, dk , funky and freddie (all childhood friends, grew up together.)

candy + freddie: best friends through and through!! ( Freddie admires her confidence and skills and Candy appreciates his willingness to help his friends and soft heart , but “you gotta stand up for yourself more sweetie.” 😭.) roommates before things started getting serious between freddie and funky.

candy + dk: dated for a point in time but had a mutual breakup, still great friends regardless! ( dk is kinda into people who can kick his ass )

candy + funky: she had the hots for him for a while but he never showed any feelings back. ( she found out he was gay) “OH! Oh, yeah that check out.” she got over him after that. funky appreciates her, one of his closest friends!

freddie + dk: great friends! Freddie had feelings for him but never said anything abt it, thought it wasn’t going to work out so moved on. Dk didn’t realize he had feelings for him until he got with funky ( “why do i feel so jealous?” 🙁 ) figured out that Freddie use to like him at some point and started crying sobbing and throwing up when he realized he fumbled the bag.

funky + freddie: best friends! funky had a crush on freddie for YEARS. he was so down bad abt him and wanted to always make him feel loved and appreciated even if there was the possibility they would never get together. freddie was oblivious to his affections for a bit but started gaining feelings for funky as he noticed the way he treated him as they got older, they want eachother so bad it makes them look stupid. 🫶🏽

Dk + funky: best bros for life!!! funky never noticed any animosity between them and considers dk one of his best friends. dk thinks very highly of funky of course! but he couldn’t help but start getting extremely jealous of funky for getting with freddie after he realized his feelings for him too late. ( biting his fist till it bleeds) “CONGRATULATIONS. IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU…… 😁😁😁😁😁😁😁” ( he then proceeds to drive into traffic)

additional kong relationships!

- freddie + diddy: cousins!! diddy was raised with Freddie when he was born and he has a cool older cousin watching after him always!!! Freddie would kill and die for diddy. that’s his baby cousin 😢😢 when diddy found out funky liked Freddie he was like 🤨. (standing on 5 boxes ) break his heart I will get you. ( He won’t diddy don’t worry.)

dixie + diddy: best friends and first crushes! they’re like 14. watched her punch a guy in the face or something and he started having feelings for her. idk they’re cute 😭😭😭

Blondie (guard kong) + freddie - Freddie befriended him at some point and got to know him!! he’s very kind and he honestly thought he was kinda cute but he probably doesn’t feel that way back so I’m happy being his friend. ^-^ (Blondie in his head) I have loved you for a million lifetimes. He has the biggest crush on freddie but he is not much of a talker and way too shy to ever admit how he feels to him so he will take it to the grave.

( general best friend/ familial relationships between dk/diddy/cranky/dixie/candy/funky/tiny)

bluster + everyone: everyone wants to jump him. kremlings included.

kremling/kong dynamics

everyone can’t stand k. rool he’s literally a public menace.

cranky + k. rool: they had a lil gay thing going on in the 70s and they’re bitter exes now. cranky got over him, k. rool never got over it. “I will torture ur grandson and his friends to get back at you now.”

candy + kalypso- recongnized eachother from the barrel blast completions and were neutral abt eachother even tho they’re on opposite sides. they both ended up being kinda …. “ 😳😳😳” over eachother eventually

funky + kludge + freddie - funky only really saw him as an unserious rival in the barrel blast competitions. Freddie helped Candy during the challenges and never participated….. they both kind where like….. 🧐 hold awn he’s kinda….. Over kludge. kludge does not like the kongs at all so it is not at all reciprocated.

#SORRY THAT THIS IS SO LONG . I realize I never share back stories on here a lot #I think abt character dynamics a lot between all the characters and I honestly didn’t even include everything 😭😭#it was getting kinda long so I cut it down #maybe I’ll add more later 😭😭😭#welcome to the inner workings of my mind. ( terrified screams of the damned )#doodles #wip #🦍🏄‍♂️🌊#🦍🛢️🍌#platonic tag! 🌼#HEAVILY INSPIRED BY MUTUALS WHO DID RELATIONSHIP CHARTS I am just insane. sorry.#suicide joke #🦍🏁🚖

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hotpinkboots · 8 months

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I am absolutely *starved* for foxy content, like one thing I’m obsessed with is foxy with piercings specifically, and imagine one night he’s like. Chasing you but you escape bc it’s just as the time turns over to 6 a.m., and as you catch your breath you notice one of his gold hoop earrings on the floor, and foxy’s reaction to seeing you the next night with his earring in your ear, the shock and the slow, reluctant tail-wagging he’ll deny but damn does that jewel look pretty in your ear and I hnnnnng PLS FEED ME IM A STARVING FOXY SIMP 😭

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~𝔉𝔬𝔵𝔶 x Reader Headcanons (Wearing His Earring)~

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OH MY GOSHHH FOXY WITH PIERCINGS. I LOVE YOU FOR THIS REQUEST🙏🙏🙏

HAPPY TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY!

Summary: You looking pretty in Foxy's pirate booty (THAT BE TREASURE, YA KNOW) has softened his ol' sailin' heart.

~Enjoy~

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~He's a grumpy old pirate and cursed himself for not being fast enough to get to you.

~Didn't realize his earring fell out while he was chasing you.

~Until he saw you the next night, wearing it like it was yours in the first place.

~You considered putting it back on him, but these animatronics almost murdered you just the night before, so you decided not to get close to any of the animatronics unless you absolutely had to.

~Especially the one that was chasing you down the hall.

~He had been only a hair away from you.

~You could feel your heart racing against your ribs just recalling the horrific event that almost took place.

~Deciding to get a closer look, Foxy ran straight to your door when he got the chance, spotting the earring just for a moment before you slammed the door right on his snout.

~He was grumbling for a long time after that, and you noticed that the curtains to Pirate Cove stayed shut for awhile.

~After thinking about how Bonnie, Chica and Freddy took action, he decided he'd do the same, rather than running up to your door just to be shut out.

~Foxy made his way towards your office, and stood in the darkness for a few minutes without you noticing.

~Ahh, you were a sight to see!

~How cute you looked sitting there all focused on the security cameras, your lips pressed together with anxiety and your eyes flicking quickly over the cameras to catch any sign of movement.

~And the earring in your ear that glinted when the dim office light above caught it.

~Foxy felt his shaggy tail reluctantly swishing from side to side, his eye patch flipping up to take you in with both eyes.

~You were able to hear the robotic sounds of his tail moving.

~When you saw him standing there, though, you immediately shut the door.

~He had been standing a bit too close, and because of this, his nose had been bonked by the slamming door. He moved just in time, but also let out a string of angry mumbles.

~You had never seen Foxy just stand there like the other animatronics did. He always raced in to catch you. While this was an unnerving new strategy of his, you wondered what changed-

~Oh, yes. The earring. Perhaps he wanted it back.

~Just before you left the building, you put the earring on the party table that was closest to his stage, so he could take it back.

~But when you returned, you found the earring on your desk, instead.

~It was yours now, and if you tried again to give it back, the same thing would happen. It would end up on your desk again.

~Something told you this old fox had a bit of a soft side.

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KJDHDLGH THIS IS PRECIOUS. I believe it's the most wholesome thing I've written in a long time! I LOOOOOVE the thought of Foxy with pirate jewelry!

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tallulah-spins-in-brain-24-7 · 4 months

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“Confidential experiments” written interviews, results, egg statuses, and finally thoughts and theories

First, the interviews.

Q: Questions

N: Cucurucho’s notes

R: egg responses

Q: who are your parents?

R: Philza and Missa.

N: Correct.

Q: which parent do you spend the most time with?

R: Philza

N: correct

Q: what have you learned from your parents? (Asked x2)

R: to trust yourself and the closest people around

N: trust

Q: do you feel weak? x2

R: not much different. I’m okay. I don’t feel weak

N: said not much

Q: who are your parents?

R: Badboyhalo and baghera

N: correct

Q: how are you currently feeling?

R: like killing certain bear in front me but also than that nothing

N: threatening behaviour

Q: have the cookies made you happy

R: cookies is cookies so I guess yes

N: yes.

Q: who are your parents?

R: Foolish y vegetta

N: correct

Q: do you hate anybody?

R: hay que ser sinceros? (Do we have to be honest?) la sunny (the sunny)

N: sunny

Q: do you feel weak?

R: debil??? no, yo soy fuerte y mamadisima (weak??? no, I am strong and very [slang for] ripped/strong)

N: no

Q: Who are your parents?

R: mamae Bagi Mami mouse mama Niki and eomma tina

N: correct

Q: have the cookies made you happy?

R: I trusted you it would be safe and that trust killed me. Change the baker of the cookies.

N: no

(Em says “also passa tudo bubble blower)

Q: what do you know about the federation?

R: you could give me my life back, but I’m not perfect enough am I

(Cucurucho says “good”)

N: odd behaviour. Needs observation?

Q: who are your parents?

R: PA TUBBO POP SLIME MA LENAY :D

N: correct

Q: what have you learned from your parents?

R: THAT IM THE CUTEST :D

N: useless.

Q: what do you know about the federation?

R: MY STEP PA WORKS HERE :D ILL TAKE OVER SOON >:D

N: threatening behaviour

Q: who are your parents?

R: apa Quackity apa Marianna y apa roier :-D

N: correct

Q: what do you value the most?

R: que mis apas sean felices asi muy muy felices :] (May my parents be happy, very very happy.)

N: very parent-oriented

Q: who do you get along with best on this island?

R: con mi bestie Leo, mi awelo foolish y soulmate empi! :D (with my bestie Leo, my awelo foolish and soulmate empi!)

N: trusting behaviour

Q: who are your parents?

R: Fit and Pac. U should know.

N: correct? (Pac?)

Q: do you hate somebody?

R: maybe. But that’s personal right?

C: maybe.

N: hides

Q: what do you know about the federation?

R: only what the federation wants me to know. That’s what u do right?

(Cucurucho says: “yes”)

N: needs observation.

(Ramon says: “can I ask you to make the island less homophobic? Would be great”)

(Cucurucho says: “good”)

(Tallulah is defended by Ramon and chayanne, who are pushed back by workers. Cucurucho says “no” and watches Dapper steal paint. Adds note that says “steals” on dappers profile.)

Q: who are your parents?

R: papa Phil, papi Wilbur, pa missa

N: correct

Q: do you hate somebody?

R: no mames Cucurucho. Maybe.

N: maybe

Q: what do you value the most?

R: I value quality time, something papa Phil and chay gives me :D

N: family-oriented behaviour

(Cucurucho says “good”)

Second activity: Egg fights/Combat analysis

Eggs are then given a totem of undying and a stick, put in a room and told to fight.

Chayanne vs Empanada. Chayanne won

Dapper vs pepito. Dapper won.

Tallulah vs Ramon. Tallulah won.

Sunny vs Leonarda. Leonarda won. Ramon rushed in to stand protectively in front of Sunny, placing himself between them when sunny was killed. Tallulah* called sunny/Ramon a cheater. (*edited because I originally wrote pepito on accident)

Cucurucho then leaves, and talks to three workers.

Cucurucho: I need the wearabouts of the two missing eggs. No excuses.

(Worker nods)

Cucurucho: they have improved well. The federation will be happy. But they are not perfect.

Cucurucho is then handed this book by a fourth worker:

Then, we have the egg statuses:

Conclusions, thoughts, and theories

New info:

- Two unnamed eggs (Definitely A1 and Hope)

- Richas is in group four. Why? He’s meant to be in tallulahs group, but this implies he’s from another batch. Would explain why he’s smaller. Also, maybe why he knows so much about egg island?

- earlier in the stream, there were files for the eggs. Basically barrels containing their assessments and reports on development. There were two barrels labelled ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️(presumably “memories” which is another name for hope) and ▪️▪️▪️ ▪️▪️(egg a1).

My Thoughts/theories

One of either hope or a1 is dead. My bet is on a1 being dead, considering we saw her fall into lava on screen in one of Quackities streams. Hope, or memories, however, has no proof on her status. Aside from that image. My bet is hope is alive. If so, where is she? Are the batches labeled in order, or are they judged by success in development? Which would explain why Richas is group four: he’s considered the worst egg to the federation. He doesn’t back down, he’s reckless, he’s impulsive, he’s against the feds.He threatened Cucurucho. He doesn’t listen to orders. Hes untrustworthy. This is how the federation views him. A1 couldn’t do basic parkour, and struggled to write. Hope? The federation deemed her unworthy.Tallulah was likely meant to be batch 4, considering she was abandoned in the adoption centre just like hope was. But then with Phil’s care, she “leveled up” so to speak.

(it has been pointed out to me that Memories/Hope is actually listed as group 2, which is listed as deceased. Meaning Egg A1 is likely the one who is alive, which will certainly be… interesting, when they meet Quackity again. Poor kid. I’m still holding out, well, hope, that hope is alive somewhere.)

I believe sunny is on thin ice, because of the notes that Cucurucho made in her developmental report.

And where did pomme and Richas go? They were seen in the library where Cucurucho found the eggs, but must have snuck away at some point. I think the fact that they were left behind will have something to do with the rescue mission they’ve been planning for Cellbit and Baghera.

thank you for reading! If you’re interested, I finally got around to making my hope design based on the egg models:

https://www.tumblr.com/soot-spins-in-brain-24-7/741070126497038336/my-design-for-hopememory-egg?source=share

(Also the lovely egg divider is by @thegoldendaystrikesback)

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austinswh0re · 1 year

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Confidential.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Wife!reader

Warnings: Smut!!! so please if you’re not into that do not continue reading!, fluff, Angry Chris?

This is my first time posting any sort of writing on here so please don’t come for me💀 I’m hoping this comes out as well as it is in my head lmao. Enjoy! Also! i’m aware Endgame did not come out in 2021, im switching up the timeline a little bit lol

Y/n gets ask a question she had been preparing to answer, but when it gets asked she doesn’t know how to feel about it. Chris keeps in everything he wants to say until later that night.

(The gif is making me scream)

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Press conferences. I always had a love hate relationship with them. I loved answering questions and being with all my friends at once but what i didn’t enjoy so much were the extremely personal questions. Such as mine and Chris’ private life.

Chris and I got engaged late 2020, we planned our wedding for July 2021, we wanted a summer wedding, getting engaged in December didn’t really give us much time to plan, but one thing we knew for sure was that we would not wait a whole year before we were married. It was a small wedding, we got married on the beach with all our closest friends and family. We went on our dream honeymoon to Hawaii, and once we came home it was time for a premier.

Filming Endgame was definitely filled with tons of emotion. It was mine a his last Marvel movie together and everyone was aware of this. After we had filmed the last scene tears were shed from almost the entire cast and crew. We still had the premiere, which I will forever be grateful for. We hadn’t posted that we had gotten married on any social media platform, well up until the night I posted a photo of us and my username had changed. I didn’t think much of it considering us being engaged was very much public, but many people were still shocked by the name change.

y/nEvans

“your favorite couple has arrived:) So extremely proud of this guy right here, I love you infinitely.”

1,234,536 likes

ChrisEvans: Thank you honey, I love you more than you know❤️

robertdowneyjr: Love these two!!

tomholland2013: I think you guys come in a close second to me and z

Y/nEvans: replying to tomholland2013: yeah yeah

user1256: sobbing. her username is y/nEvans.

user1437: Shut up. I cant do this rn. im so happy for them🥹

^^^^^^ the post in question*

We also had the press conference which gave me a few extra days with the people i love the most. We both knew the risk of having personal questions asked was high but that didn’t make it any less jarring.

Upon our arrival to the hotel we had been informed that we only had one bed in our room, which considering we were married wasn’t an issue. Although everyone else wasn’t to happy about this.

“Chris, can you come here please?” I called out from the bathroom slightly out of breath from struggling to zip my dress. “What’s up?” he said as he made his way through the door. “Could you please help me zip this dress, i can only get it halfway” “yeah of course baby”

He slipped behind me and slowly began zipping up the dress. Once he had finally zipped it all the way up he slid his hands around my hips and kissed the exposed skin on my shoulder and neck. “Chris we don’t have ti-“ “shh, I know, just trying to make a mental note of what’s happening when we get back” as if I hadn’t been turned on enough by the way his hands were roaming my body, the heat pooling in my underwear just grew more and more as he stood behind me and stared at us in the mirror.

Once we finally broke apart from each other and left the room, we made our way out to the limousine where many of our friends were sat waiting for us. “took you two long enough” Robert said as Chris climed and shut the door behind him. small talk was made amongst the group during the short ride to the event. The dress I was wearing was beautiful, and matched the green felt pants Chris had on

I had went for a felt dress as well, just so the colors would be a closer match.

Halfway there, Chris tapped on my thigh and pointed towards my phone. When i picked it up, I saw multiple messages from Chris all displaying the plans he had made for later that night.

“The way your body looks in that dress is making it hard for me to not take you right here in this car”

“you’re in for it when we get back, I can’t wait to taste you, hear those sweet noises you always make for me”

My eyes widened as I quickly turn the brightness down hoping no one was nosey enough to read the text. I shoot Chris a glare, one that says “seriously?” and he responds with his signature smirk.

Finally, after what had felt like forever, we arrived to the conference, the second we stepped out of the car Chris grabbed my hand and gave it a light squeeze, reassuring me it’s okay. This wasn’t my first, but I still have quite a bit of nerves every time. We make our way into the building after tons of pictures and quick “i love you” glances to one another. We both took our seats, which luckily were right beside each other. Eventually the question began and the small pool of anxiety grew.

“This next one is for y/n, we heard you two got married, congratulations!” I slightly adjusted in my chair and crossed my legs towards Chris before replying “yes, we did, thank you!” “Of course, now this may be some what personal-“ great. I glanced at Chris and could tell he was focused on the person asking and he didn’t look to happy about it. “So many people have been wondering, how is he in bed? We’re sure he’s fantastic but we want to hear it from the one who gets to experience it.” There it was. The dreaded question of how he was in bed. Although he was fantastic and you thoroughly enjoyed sex with Chris, it wasn’t something you cared to share with the public.

“well, listen I don’t want to come off as rude by saying this but i’m not sure that’s really any of yours, or anyone else’s business besides ours.” Chris was furious, his eyes had slightly darkened and his jaw was clenched keeping him from losing his mind. “Can we please move on?” my voice came out slightly smaller than I had wanted but at the moment I felt uncomfortable and upset.

Chris on the other hand was pissed. He hated how uncomfortable the question made you feel and wanted to beat the shit out of the man who asked it. Instead, he looked at you with a sympathetic look and you responded by mouthing “it’s okay”, because you knew if you didn’t, Chris would kill this guy.

Once everyone had asked their questions, and many laughs had been shared, the group made their way back to the hotel. Chris and you were the first people out of the car and after sharing your goodbyes, he grabbed you by the hand and the two of you stormed up to your room. Before a word could be spoken between you and him he had you pinned against the door. His lips were on yours in seconds. The kiss was hot and sloppy, but you didn’t care at all. “Chris” you breathlessly moaned his name out. he responded with a hmm and continued to work his lips against yours.

He pulled away, his lips red, puffy, and stained with your lipstick. “We need to get this thing off if you” was the first words he said, spinning you around and unzipping the dress painfully slow. “Could you go any slower?” you questioned, usually you would be patient, but on this specific night you were extremely horny and needed him more than ever. “If you keep having that attitude i’ll go even slower” once the dress was off of you, Chris picked you up bridal style and dropped you on the bed. “You are the only woman who gets to know how I am in bed, fuck everyone else” he began kissing down your body. He pulled you up slightly, bringing his hands up the clasp of your bra and undoing it. His hands began to grasp and squeeze every part of you that was exposed.

“Chris please” you begged, your tone was needy but you didn’t care. “please what sweetheart?” He teased, “I need you” “what do you need? use your words” he continued to tease you through your underwear. “Fuck Chris just fuck me already” That was all he needed to hear. He quickly undid his belt and dropped him pants and his boxers, exposing his hard dick, already leaking with precum. He pulled down your panties taking in the sight of you. “you’re so beautiful, and all mine” he said as he stroked himself a few times. He parted your legs and began to tease your entrance with his tip. “Chris, I swear if you don’t-“ he leaned down and kissed your lips, hard and rough as he slid into you. both of you moaning into each others mouths. “that’s it, good girl” he grunted as he stared to slowly move in and out of you “Please, faster” you moaned making him fasten his movements. The noises coming from the two of you were all you could hear, and you were sure everyone else on the floor could hear it too. “oh my god Chris” “Oh fuck i’m close baby” He grunted in your ear “you’re taking my cock so well, taking all of me, fuck you’re so tight” That only made you squeeze around him, moaning his name as if it was the only word you knew. “Chris please don’t stop, i’m so close” you moaned “cum for me, come on baby” he said as he slid his hand between the two of you and began rubbing circles on your clit. “This. This is confidential. No one gets to know what I do to you” “oh yeah, that’s it sweet girl, cum for me i know you want to” was all he said and it sent you over the edge. You were a moaning screaming mess as you and him finished at the same time. His body rolling off of yours as you both steady your breathing

“That was , that was amazing” you breathed out turning over to look at him “only the best for you my love. I love you” He said pulling you into him “I love you more” was the last thing you said before the two of you drifted off to sleep.

#chris evans #marvel #chris evans smut

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radios-universe · 1 month

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how come you like heartstopper and not romance? is it that you like the idea of romance but not the real thing? did you say romance as in you just don't like being involved in it yourself?

i have no idea what post this might be referring to or maybe just in general but i probably have talked about this so here we go!

fun ask to get tbh i Do talk about this a lot

short answer: you’re right, i enjoy consuming romance media (especially queer media) because i love the idea of romance…. however, when i personally have gotten too close to it in the past, i just freak out.

no matter how much i think i want it, my brain and my body just shut down when i get too close… and then the aftermath of that can feel pretty shit! bc usually i’m just annoyed at myself in some weird way, as if i didn’t just experience the same thing as i did last time, and the time before….

LONGER answer:

in terms of heartstopper, of course there are aro/ace characters represented (i mean, come on, duh, even alice themself) but we all know it’s a very romance centric show/comic

i’ve never been able to define if it’s just… a sense of identity within the characters or just generally being happy for them or…. a whole mix of emotions but!

seeing characters im emotionally attached and invested in get together and be happy is like!!!! drugs!!! idk!!!! and probably the closest thing i’ll get to experiencing that with… another person which seems like a very odd thing to say!!!

but that kind of excitement is something i guess i could never feel with a relationship of my own so… living vicariously through characters like the ones in heartstopper actually really helps me with aromanticism? it’s odd! and that def doesn’t go for everyone but it’s at least what happens for me

to expand on the queer media comment too, i’ll consume queer media that even might not represent aro/ace people at all! and still feel that same fulfilment!

if you take a story about a character realising they’re gay, people will focus on them realising they feel attraction for the same sex. i mean, that’s what it is at face value.

but an equally important part of the representation for gay characters is the realisation that they are not attracted to the opposite sex. and THAT i can relate to.

when representation for aro/ace people is this sparse, you get pretty used to finding representation in people you don’t really expect to. and that’s also what heartstopper does for me, while it fulfils my desire for romance through me living vicariously, it also represents me, not just in its aro/ace characters, but in every queer journey! because there’s always a sneaky hint of aro/ace representation anywhere as long as we can do something about it! hah

#osemanverse #alice oseman #heartstopper #heartstopper comic #hstv #send asks #asks open #asexual #aromantic #aroace #asexuality #aro #ace #aromanticism #asks #anon asks

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ghosthunterbuck · 2 years

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a mile further (or ten)

(buddie) (1k words) (6x02 spoilers) I'm not even going to pretend im not on my angsty bullshit with this one I love my traumatized firefighters <3

The thing is, Hen is probably right.

Buck can acknowledge that.

It’s what the whole couch thing is about, isn’t it? No one’s just going to hand him happiness or fulfillment or whatever on a silver platter. The answer isn’t in a book, or on the lips of a man who was dead before they ever got to him.

Maybe there is no answer.

Maybe that’s the point.

Maybe it’s something he’ll be searching for his entire life, and in his last moments he’ll be close enough to taste it, only for the blood in his mouth to sour the flavor permanently.

He still hasn’t quite managed to shake that metallic tang.

Buck sits in the single recliner in the center of his empty living room and thinks. Thinks because it’s the only option left, isn’t it? Thinks, because there’s got to be something he’s missing. Something he’d be able to see, if only he could open his eyes against the bright sunlight that must be shining somewhere. Thinks because—

There’s a soft knock before a key turns in the lock to his front door.

Thinks because Hen is probably right, but the closest he ever seems to get to an answer is when he’s with Eddie, and he doesn’t know what to do with that.

The taste of blood in his mouth is as strong as ever.

“Me and Chim missed you at breakfast,” Eddie says, dropping a plastic bag on his kitchen counter.

Buck pushes himself up from the recliner. “Wasn’t hungry,” he replies quietly.

“And now?” Eddie asks.

Buck grimaces as his stomach growls.

Eddie laughs, a bright, happy thing that sometimes seems like it shouldn’t exist in Buck’s cavernous loft.

“I brought you a crepe,” Eddie says, pulling a plastic container from the bag. “They didn’t let me add blueberries, though, so I grabbed some from that stand on the corner.” He holds up another, smaller container and shakes it.

“You didn’t have to.”

Eddie shrugs. “I wanted to.”

Something warm unfurls itself in Buck’s chest, and he settles next to Eddie at the island.

“Thanks,” Buck mumbles, taking the fork Eddie hands him.

Eddie bumps his shoulder.

The crepe is good, still warm despite the traffic Eddie must’ve fought on his way over. For a few moments, the sweet blueberries and fresh cream are the only things he can taste. It’s nice, the reprieve.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Eddie asks, when Buck sets his fork down.

Buck frowns, turns the question over in his mind for a moment before he can answer. “I’m not… sure if I should.”

“Not what I asked,” Eddie says gently.

Buck lets out a soft sigh. “Do you ever feel like you’re just… going in circles?”

“I did.”

“What changed?”

Eddie lets out another laugh, this time soft, barely more than a huff of air. “You,” he says. “More than once, actually. But I’m pretty sure you knew that.”

Buck ducks his head. “I mean… why did it change, though? How?”

A long moment passes before Eddie answers him. “Do you remember when we met?”

Despite himself, Buck snorts. “You mean that first day, when I was trying to out-flex you and you taught Chim how to take selfies?”

Eddie shakes his head and chuckles. “A little later than that. When you introduced me to Carla, actually.”

“Man,” Buck says quietly, “that feels like a lifetime ago.”

“It kind of does,” Eddie acknowledges. “I was so sure that I had to find all the answers on my own. And then you just… swept in and gave them to me. Just like that.”

“I didn’t—”

Eddie fixes him with an unimpressed look and continues. “It was the first time I ever felt like I could just… trust, that someone had my back.”

Buck bumps his shoulder. “Always do,” he says quietly.

Eddie nods and continues speaking. “I wasn’t ready to accept that, though. I still felt like I had to rely on just myself. Not because I was alone, but because I didn’t want the people I—I didn’t want to burden you or anyone else with any of my baggage.”

Buck looks up from his scraps, only to find himself trapped in Eddie’s gaze, unable to make himself look away.

“So I carried it. I carried it until it was too heavy to bear, and a mile further after that. And when I couldn’t take another step, you came and picked it up like it was nothing.”

“I am pretty strong,” Buck jokes half-heartedly.

Eddie shoves his shoulder, then allows his hand to fall to Buck’s elbow. “So am I,” he says, with a meaningful look. “So whatever it is you’re carrying right now, how about you give some of it to me.”

“Hen said that I need to find some answers on my own,” Buck says, fighting the urge to pull away.

“Hen’s a smart person,” Eddie says. “It doesn’t mean she’s always right.”

The corner of Buck’s mouth ticks up into a smile. “But you are?”

Eddie barks out a short laugh. “Hardly. But I think I might be this time.”

“So what, I just ask you for the meaning of life and you say forty-two?” Buck jokes.

“Nah,” Eddie says. “You ask me for the meaning of life, and I promise to help you find it.”

“Just like that?” Buck asks.

“It might take us a few tries,” Eddie replies.

“I just… want to get things right. I want to be at ease,” Buck says, looking at his hands.

Eddie trails his fingers from Buck’s elbow to his wrist. “I know you do,” he says softly, seriously. “I’m not sure there’s an answer that gets you there all the time. But that feeling you’re looking for, I’m going to help you find it. If it means buying a new couch or interviewing all the senior citizens in Los Angeles or reading the entire self-help section in Barnes and Noble, we’ll find it together.”

“Eds?”

The fingers around his wrist tighten in acknowledgement.

“Thank you,” Buck says softly.

The answer he’s looking for feels like it’s on the tip of his tongue.

The taste of blood is as strong as ever.

#911 #911 spoilers #911fic #911 fic #buddie #buddie fic #Evan buckley #Eddie diaz #coda #abbie writes #fic #userceecee

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mvltisstuff · 1 year

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this is me trying - p.p

summary: after the events of endgame, peter and y/n romanoff deal with their own grief together. peter, losing his closest father figure, and y/n, losing her older sister. after dropping her title of an avenger, y/n tries to pull herself back to normal.

peter parker x romanoff reader

empty tin cans of beer were littered across y/n’s room as an attempt to dry the guilt in her flooding mind. the sounds of the city outside her new york apartment were concealed by the aggressive news reports on her tv.

“coming up next on NBC New York, new tributes and memorials of heroes Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, and Steve Rogers, Captain America, have been placed in times square. next segment reporter Chris Thompson will be talking with the creators and discussing the importance of these people for saving the world after the bl-“

the tv flashed and turned off, the remote shaking in y/ns hand as she stared at the photo of her beloved sister. she sighs and leans back against the couch and breathes in the cold air from her open window. as she’s busy trying not to get lost in her head, her door beeps and swings open, revealing a more put-together peter.

y/n had no idea how he did it. she tried understanding how he could act so normal after experiencing that. she knew the pain they were both going through, but he was a better actor than she was an actress.

he scans the living room of the apartment, inhaling the scent of beer and taking in the sounds of busy streets. he sighs and starts picking up the cans, throwing them out.

“sorry, don’t worry about those.” y/n’s raspy voice breaks the silence. “i didn’t know you were stopping by.”

“it’s ok.” he says quickly and reassuringly. “sorry i haven’t been by in a few days, i’ve been on patrol a lot. how are you hanging in?”

“wonderfully.” she says, sarcastically, pointing out the scattered mess. she wants to talk about something else, but with everything the pair has been through in such a short time they can’t seem to make time for any other conversations. “you?”

“i’m hanging in there. may’s a lot of help. you can come over anytime, you know that, right?” she keeps her eyes straight, not looking at peter. “honey, i want to help you.”

“peter, i’m going to be fine. they do say time heals all wounds.”

“yeah. how many drinks did you have today again?” he says, slightly more harsh. he brings his hands together, squeezing them as a way of comfort.

“please don’t start this now, really. i’m doing the best i can.”

“i know, and its more than enough. but we need to help each othe-“ she cuts him off.

“shes dead, peter. there’s no helping that. shes dead and i haven’t heard a word from yelena or melina. shes never coming back and im stuck picking up the pieces.” it’s almost like she wanted to say he didn’t understand, but that was wrong and she knew it. peter understood better than anyone.

“you don’t have to do it alone, y/n.” he lowers his voice, almost to a whisper. y/n shakes her head and rubs the back of her neck.

after her death, y/n was left to clean up the mess it left. yelena was m.i.a, there was no point in reaching out to anyone else. there was nothing left to do. nothing anyone can do will unheralded the broken. no one can subtract the guilt out of y/n brain.

guilt was practically eating her inside out. natasha died to bring her back. she died to save the world, and the world couldn’t even save her. if nothing had ever happened to y/n, maybe she could’ve stopped her from traveling back to vormir.

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when y/n was little, before being taken into the red room, she grew up believing a world without her sisters didn’t exist. reality hit like a brick when her ‘father’ willingly gave her up to be a part of an experiment. she realized the truth of the world, and that not everything is pretty colors and a happy family. she reunited with her sister, natasha, after destroying the red room and all of the components, saving the women’s lives inside. natasha is nothing but a hero in her eyes, and never will be anything else. now, to her, natasha was a hero, and never got her chance to be anything else.

the drinking got worse before it got better, and the discovery of new feelings about her situation came to the surface. it seemed that peter losing his strong male figure in his life and y/n losing her best friend brought them together in a way their young, naive minds could’ve never imagined.

natasha claimed to always fight for y/n through life and death. when one wasn’t there, they were killing and rushing for the other.

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one year later.

y/n sat up in her bed, rubbing at her eyes. she shoots peter a message, checking the rest of her notifications.

a clatter is heard from the other room, chairs squeaking against the floor. it couldn’t have been peter, as he would’ve let her know before coming by. in her oversized sweatpants and tank top, y/n gripped onto the knife in her bedside table. she walks carefully, like the weight of a feather on the floor. she creeps out of the hallway, crossing paths with a figure in her main room.

her knife makes a quick move, which the blonde figure dodges and grabs her wrist. she pulls it up as the two make eye contact.

“Привет, my sister.” yelena belova, says clearly with her thick accent reminding y/n.

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a/n: this isn’t my proudest piece tbh but its pretty short. i wanted to get into peters situation and grief a little more but i was kinda struggling with connecting it to the movies, so i decided to cut it short. also sorry if the timing at the end is off i cannot understand it. also sorry if that russian was wrong at the end too LMFAO 🫶

#peter parker #peter parker oneshot #peter parker x you #peter parker x reader #endgame #spider man #spider man no way home #spider man far from home #spider man homecoming #tony stark #natasha marvel #natasha romanoff #marvel imagine #peter parker imagine #mcu fic #mcu #marvel #the avengers #avengers endgame

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supercriminalbean · 11 months

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No secrets without lies.

Chapter 5 --- Understanding

Aaron Hotchner x GN!Reader.

Summary: After sleeping with Aaron the reader and him sit down and talk about what should happen next and then what they actually want.

Warning: Mention of sex, swearing, drugs mention, backstory of toxic relationship, age gap. (Anything else please let me know)

A/N: GUESS WHOS BACK!! Yay I’m back and finally posting again for now. Im not entirely happy with this but fuck itttt also sorry for the delay took a much needed break, hoping to get back into a routine soon xx

A/N: If you want to be added to taglist let me know xx

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“No Jack, let them sleep” Aaron calls out, trying to catch him, but before he could stop him. Jacks barging in, your eyes slowly flutter open hearing little footsteps approach. With a small poof, you feel Jack jumping on the bed, giggling softly, your eyes fully opening, spotting a smiley Jack on the bed with you. Looking up as Aaron comes running in, chuckling as he spots Jack climbing on top of you.

“Wakey wakey (Y/n) time to get up” Jack giggles, shaking your shoulders making you laugh.

“I'm awake Jack” Laughing as you tickle his side, making him giggle and squirm trying to get off you.

“No no daddy help” Jack giggles loudly, Aaron laughs walking over.

“Okay you two, come on we have stuff to do this morning” Shaking his head with laughter as he picks Jack up off you. Smiling softly at you, as Jack runs back out.

“Well good morning” Giggling softly as you sit up.

“Morning, sorry I did try to keep Jack out” He smirks at you.

“It's alright sorry I didn’t mean to sleep in” Smiling softly as you sit up.

“You didn't, Jack is too much of an early bird” Aaron smiles, checking you out subtly. Pride fills him as he spots the dark marks he left on your neck.

“Oh I wonder where he got that from” Laughing teasing him lightly.

“You left your bag here the other night by the way it's on the couch”

“Oh that's perfect” Smiling as you stand up stretching slightly. You could feel Aarons eyes sliding over you, making you smirk, about to say something snarky but you're interrupted.

“Dad hurry up” Jack yells loudly from the kitchen, making you both laugh.

“I see he has your patients as well” Smirking as he walks out.

~~~

You're currently washing the dishes after having breakfast with your boys. Aaron in the study answering a few missed calls from during the night. Jack has already been picked up for a play date. While you're cleaning up, you start over thinking about last night. You slept with your boss, how the hell are you going to get through that. Not only is he your boss but he's also your closest friend, could anything make this worse. Last night was amazing, your body has never felt so at peace with someone. The way his words had so much affected on you was incredible. His mouth has so many talents, and you wish you could explore it a lot further. But there's no way you could continue sleeping with him. Hes your fucking boss for one, and crap, if the team is ever to finds out. Not only would they never stop teasing you, but they would judge you, accusing Hotch of having a favourite. People would accuse you of doing it to get further in your career, and that would be the farthest from the truth. You put yourself through the FBI academy all by yourself, got into the BAU which was your dream when you started the academy. You did that all by yourself with no support from your family and barely any friends. To hell, will you let what happened last night affect your career at all. The sex was great but that's all it was. Sex with your boss. Doesn’t matter that you are already craving more of him, or how during breakfast this morning you couldn't stop staring at his hands. Your cheeks heat up, as you remember how good they felt on your body.

~~~

Time seems to pass by slowly, as you sit on the couch reading one of your favourite books. Waiting for Aaron to finish the phone calls, sighing as you check your phone. It's now 10:45am, He's been in his office for just over an hour and you were growing bored of just hanging around. If you didn't want to talk to him so badly about last night you would have just left by now. Going through your new text message you have received, clicking into Garcia texts, deciding to easily ignore the 20+ unread texts you have from Sean.

Nerd Queen: So how was the date?

You: It sucked, but the night ended up being great ;)

Giggling softly, as you could only imagine how Garcia is going to beg for details tomorrow at work. Oh god. Lying to Garcia is easy but, having to make sure you don’t slip up and accidentally mention his name. While you describe how amazing the night was, and how you ditched your date for another guy. You know you could possibly hide it from the team, but from Rossi? Oh hell no. After yesterday it's like he already put everything together, before you had even had sex with Aaron. Your thoughts are interrupted by new texts from Garica.

Nerd Queen: Oh I am going to need extreme details tomorrow my love ;)

Nerd Queen: I still don’t get why you caught up with that dickward anyway last night.

You: It was mainly for his dick ;)

You: I mean if I didn’t I wouldn’t have ended up where I did sooooo.

Nerd Queen: Seems dirty, I love it. We need to drink and catch up on so much. You me and JJ, next night off.

You: It's a date.

Laughing softly, staring down at the texts. You love Penelope, you have grown so close the last few months. She was the one you talk to about the guys you date and what not. Holy shit does it feels so weird not texting her, telling her how you just fucked Aaron Hotchner. You had slipped one night a year ago on a bestie night out, with her JJ and Emily, that you thought your boss was hot, they never let you live that down. They kept teasing you, calling out your daddy issues. Which you had fun at first reminding them that your dad was nine years older than Hotch, which you soon found out, did not help the issue at all. In fact it made it worse.

Clicking out of the texts from Garcia you move onto the long string of texts, from Sean. Groaning softly as you click into them, immediately regretting them as you read the last few.

Sean (ex): I'm so sorry, I know I screwed up. Can you please text me so I know you got home okay at least. Sent 1:49am

Sean (ex): Oh come on (Y/n) I know I fucked up but please, It was only ecstasy you never use to care. Sent 2:01am

Sean (ex): Look I know I agreed to get clean but I'm not as good as you. Sent 2:17am

Sean (ex): Last night was going so great and sex with you is amazing and you know that's why I took it so It would be way better. Sent 3:42am

Sean (ex): Ok that sounds bad, and I'm sorry can you please message me, I need you to know how sorry I am. Sent 8:22am

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Letting out an angry disgusted huff, slamming your phone onto the coffee table. The bang echoing throughout the room.

“Woah, what was that?” Looking up you see a startled Aaron standing half way between you and the study door. Aaron was watching you, almared, he has never seen you react like that before, and there have been plenty of times where you could have.

“Just my stupid Ex, trying to apologise but more like trying to make me seem like the bad guy” Sighing, rubbing your temple softly, the stress bringing a headache to the party. You feel the couch dip beside you, turning your head to see Aaron sitting beside you, concern present on his face as he faces towards you.

“You want to talk about it?” His soft caring voice makes the stress ease off of you, shaking your head lightly.

“I feel like we have other things we should talk about first” Leaning back into the couch, your body feels so tense and exhausted from the last 24 hours.

“(Y/n) we can talk about that later, I know you were looking forward to last night, what happened?” His words are firm but gentle, turning to look at you better giving you his full attention.

~~~

Sighing softly, your hands start fidgeting, nervous as you think back to the dinner last night.

“Last night was great, you know two old friends catching up” Smiling softly, as you let yourself think back to your and Sean relationship.

“Me and him, we had a good relationship at first, we started out as friends, met at a party when I was 20, he's a few years older than me” Your mind flicks through memories as you reflect back to all those first you had with Sean. “The party sucked, so we decided to ditch and go back to his place just to hang and um we got high” Gulping slightly as your eyes shoot over to Aarons, disappointment flickers onto his face for a short moment.

“You did drugs?” His eyebrow raised, the disappointment in his voice, reminding you of a parent telling of a child.

“Not often, It was only during my party years and mainly just weed, it helped relax me on the weekends. I stopped before I joined the BAU, I haven’t touched it since” Gulping, shame fulling you. You couldn’t understand why you felt so shamefully, you never did when you shared that information with your other friends. Aaron sighs disappointedly, but smirks briefly, shaking his head.

“I can’t get mad at you, I have tried it before” His bashful smile makes you relax, laughing faintly.

“Really, you got high once?” The surprise evident in your voice. Your eyes are as wide as your smile. “I now really want to see you high Aaron Hotchner”

“That is never going to happen” His laughter breaking through his words. The moment allows you to relax and reminds you that this is your Aaron, your friend, not Hotch you boss. Even though sometimes you wonder if your boss even treats you the same as he used to.

“Aw fine” Smiling, take a breath as you continue your story. “Well that night we really connected and realised we had a lot in common, so we started hanging out a lot. After a year we became more than just friends, but as our relationship grew, so did both of our drug habits. I stopped myself before I could fall too far into the druggy hole, and made myself focus more on my studies” Your heart starts racing, your palms start sweating. Taking a small breath to help ground yourself. “Once I got into the BAU, he was getting more into drugs, my schedule was busy with studying and with work experience with you guys, I use it as an excuse so I didn’t have to deal with him, because it was exhausting, when he wasn't working, he was at my place doing drugs and wanting to have sex, if I said no it ended in arguments. I was so done” Sighing feeling exhausted, thinking back to it all. As if all the feelings you had felt back then were returning and hitting you hard.

“I knew back then you had a lot going on, but a toxic relationship as well. No wonder you were exhausted all the time” He smiles weakly, observing you. Your body has tensen up, and you're leaning so far into the couch, almost like you're hoping it will swallow you up. Your leg bouncing up and down, your hands fidgeting with each other as your chest was heaving deeply as you spoke. Your words had been rushing out, not allowing you to get any breaths in.

~~~

Laughing softly at his words. “Oh yeah, back then I barely had time for anything, I remember once you told me off because I hadn’t slept in almost 60 hours due to I had tests and we had just finished a case” Aarons eyes rolls as he shakes his head.

“I felt like I was parenting you back then, You had way too much on your plate, and then you were also trying to help everyone on the team with their issue too” He sighs, smiling back at the memories.

“God I was so young back then” Sighing softly, resting your head on the couch, turning your head to look at him. His face drops looking offrened,

“Excuse me, but you do not get to feel old right now” The offence and disapproval in his tone throws you off, his eyebrow raised, staring at you as he smirks lightly.

“Oh and why can’t I?” Staring at him in confusion, a small smile playing on your lips.

“It wasn't even that funny (Y/L) what made you lose it like that?” You hadn’t seen him this relaxed and happy in a while. It warms your heart, in a way you couldn’t understand.

“You are only 27, I was 38 when we first met, I'm now 43, that is old” His laugh is gentle and full of silliness and joy. You can’t stop the roaring laugh that leaves you, forcing you to bend over, the laugh making it impossible to breathe as all you can think of is. Wow you had sex with a guy who was 1 5when you were born, your daddy issues really do lead your sex life. Trying to take deep breaths to stop your laughter feels impossible, because as you try to calm down. All you can hear is Aarons booming laugh, and wow, the sounds he makes, always seems to make your cheeks feel like they are going to burn. Once you two finally calm down and manage to breathe normally.

~~~

“I had sex with a guy who is 15 years older than me last night opps” Giggling as you bite your lip gently. Hotch tenses up, his facial expression changing from relaxed and happy to seriousness.

“Yeah I guess we need to talk about that, that age gap is a bit of an issue” He exhales deeply, his hand moves up to rub his temple as stress starts coming back to him.

“Oh don’t worry about the age gap Aaron, I've slept with older guys than you” Your mischievous grin is taking over. “I blame my daddy issues for falling for the older guys”

“I think that's something we should discuss another time” The look of concern confused presented on his face, which makes you scoff and roll your eyes in response.

“You know I don't like it when you roll your eyes at me” He sighs annoyedly, crossing his arms.

“You seemed to like it last night Sir” Smirking at him trying hard to contain the laughter, as he huffs and shakes his head as his lips curl up into a smirk.

“Really (Y/N), seriously?” He snickers quietly, shaking his head. “Okay come on we need to talk about what we're going to do about this”

~~~

You both take deep breath taking time to settle down and get serious about the topic.

“No one can know about what happened between us Aaron at all, It could ruin our career, I worked hard to get where I am now and If it gets out that I've slept with my boss, it could ruin my future career” Letting out a long stressful exhale. Staring at the wall behind him, not trusting yourself to look him in the eyes. You know you need to keep this between you two, for your job and to keep your friendship. You know that's what's best for both of you even if that's not what you truly want.

“I agree, If people find out it could ruin us both, So that means you can not tell Garcia, I know you tell her everything” He watches your body languages change, trying to make sure that this is what you want. That what happened was just a one night thing, a part of him wanted to have you again but he knows deep down he can’t have a relationship with you, even if it would be just sex.

“Oh seriously Hotch, I know that, our biggest issue is going to be Rossi, Jack told him we sleep in the same bed yesterday when we hadn’t even seen each other naked yet”

“He was the one who told me I should sleep with you” Aaron groans softly, irritated. Dave loves butting into people's business, it's what makes him a great profiler.

“Wait, is the reason you slept with me because Rossi told you to?” Your eyes flick to him, your face filling with disbelief, “Wow, it doesn't take you much to sleep with someone does it?” Smirking, shaking your head as you tease him.

“Hey I’ve been wanting to sleep with you for a while” Aaron huffs shaking his head, his face dropping as he realised what he just admitted to.

“A while huh, how long?” A grin spreads across your face, pride filling you.

Aaron's face fills with light irritations, staring daggers at you, with a playful smile on his face. “Really, that's what you're focusing on here?” He sighs faintly as he notices a flicker of mischief flash in your eyes. “Your not going to let this go are you”

“Oh Aaron, you know I'm going to annoy you until I get my answer” You smile cheekily at him, grinning even bigger when his shoulders drop low and he huffs furstard. He knows you will, it is one of your ‘talents’ it works well on the unsubs in interrogations.

“If I promise to tell you later can we finish our conversation now” Aaron sighs feeling annoyed that you keep distracting this conversation, wanting to finish it.

“Alright deal” You smile agreeing, taking a breath as you try to refocus on the topic.

~~~

Aaron walks back over carrying cups of coffee, you had decided that you couldn’t continue this topic without caffeine.

“So obviously we have to pretend nothing happened and just stay friends, at work everything stays professional just like it normally is” Aaron says matter of factly, smiling faintly, studying you closely. Sometimes you grew to get annoyed at him when he would unconsciously be profiling you. You understood that it was hard to turn off and that it is an automation action to do some days, but other times it could easily just as well bug you.

“Yeah Aaron, all we need to do is carry on like normal, I'll try to cover up those marks you left on my neck” You huff jokingly, feeling aggravated sending him a dirty look. Which results in him giving you a small apologetic smile, a little regret on his face. As he opens his mouth to talk but you cut him off. “It's fine Aaron, all we need to do is not talk about the fact we fucked or ever have sex again and we will be fine we don’t need to stress” You let out a small breath, smiling warmly meeting his eyes. Aarons eyes are filled with emotions, too many to decipher. You feel like you could pick out disappointment, happiness, desire, and grief. Four different emotions that can play off each quite often.

~~~

“What if that's not what I want?” Aarons words coming out too quickly before he could stop them. Keeping eye contact with you, his body slowly relaxes allowing his guard to lower. “What if I don’t want to do that?” The raw emotions are clear in his voice, the care, the affection and concern he has for you escaping through his tone. The passion he's trying to hide, is starting to break through which completely throws you off. Your heart begins to speed up as your eyes widen in surprise, your body starts to tenses up slowly.

“What, I thought that what we had decided was best for our careers” You stare at him, like he's crazy. The confusion and nervousness evident on your face. Swallowing the lump in your throat as you stare at him. His confession, making your own feelings you buried deep down start to arise.

“No you decided it would be good for our careers I just agreed to everything you said, I don’t want anything to be complicated, but I can’t let us to go back to how things use to be” Aaron speaks steadily, he's not sure if this is the right time to confront everything but to hell if he isn't going to try. He knows from his past just how short life is and how the future is never set out how everyone hopes it will be.

~~~

Taking a deep breath as you allow his words to sink in, studying his body langues. The way he stares at you, as if you are the only thing that matters in the moment. His finger tapping against his cup slowly, is a sign of his anxiety playing up, you’re noticed him doing it on cases and before important meetings at work.

“Aaron.. I don't want things to get strange between us, you're practically my best friend at this point, I’ve never seen us as being anything more than that… I don’t date coworkers. I have rules about that” You let your words come out slowly, not wanting to hurt him, not wanting to lose the most important person in your life currently. But you don’t want to lead him on.

“I don’t want us to date either (Y/n) I think Im not being clear I’m sorry” Aaron smile faintly, trying to correct himself. Making sure you can’t see past him bending the truth to fit whatever the hell is going on between you two.

“Then what is it you're trying to say Aaron?” You ask, letting your eyebrows narrow in confusion.

“I also see you as one of my closest friends and I know I’m also your boss, so I understand if I’m blurring the lines here but, I like what happened last night and I know you did too” He smirks, licking his lips as he notices your expression changes briefly. Your eyes flicker with passion and excitement due to thoughts of last night's activities.

~~~

“Last night was different, you know I enjoyed it Aaron but” Your weak protests are interrupted quickly by an amused but serious look.

“I'm pretty sure ‘enjoying it’ is an understatement, but yeah last night was great so why don’t we just keep doing it, we already did it once, so why stop?” He looks at you seriously, smiling softly. “As long as no one finds out and it doesn’t affect our work why should it matter, you said yourself you barely have time for sex due to our job and between our job and Jack Neither do I”

Your cheeks heat up as he casually mentions sex, the way he just says it as if it's a normal thing you two talk about.

“You and me have the same schedule so it would be easy for us, plus we both could use a little bit of stress relief,with no strings attached, we know each other well, so we know this is just for now until things changed” Aaron smirks being subtle, when he notices your body langues change slowly as he explains his reasoning.

“I mean everything you're saying makes sense” You bite your lip gently, gulping as you look back at him. “And last night was hella good, I didn’t realise you were going to be that good at all last night” You tease him lightly, loving the way his light laughter just falls out of that talented mouth of his.

“Last night that was barely anything, just you wait to see what else I can show you” He winks smoothly, licking his lips letting his eyes glide over your body. “That is if you are on board with casual sex, of course?” Shaking your head slowly at how cocky his voice got at the end, laughing lightly.

“You know it's already a yes Aaron, I could use a personal stress reliever, but if we do this we need to have some ground rules” Looking at him seriously, for once.

“Of course, what are you thinking?” He nods at you to continue.

“Well for one, oblivious no one can know, ever. Two we don’t do anything when we are on a case, we wait til we get back home and three it's just sex, just friends with benefits no feelings are to get involved at all” Speaking matter of factly, nodding along as you speak.

“Okay, yes I agree with all of that, we just continue like normally, just after movie nights here you end up in my bed, properly now” He lips curl up at the thought of you in his bed again.

“Now that is the only way movie night should finish with you” Smirking at him, as you lick your lips. Happy with the arrangement that's finally been arranged properly.

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going into the new year, i want to appreciate some of my mutuals/friends.

everyone on this list means so much to me even if i havent properly expressed it. i love you guys so much & im so grateful to go into the new year with you all. (Know that even if you’re not on this list, you’re still so incredibly important to me/gen. I love all of my mutuals & im so happy to go into 2024 with y’all<3)

@wilbyscoot - I don’t even know where to start with you/pos. You’re my brother, my best friend, you really do mean a lot to me. I’m so grateful to be your friend, honestly. You’re so fun to talk to, i love messing with you/aff and despite whatever protest i may say i love when you do it back, I find the banter really fun and I always laugh and have such a wide smile on my face. You’re so sweet & one of the nicest people I’ve ever known. I love you so much<3 /p

@totallynotbat Bat you honestly really do mean a lot to me. You’re one of my closest friends and I love talking with you. I love playing roblox with you, especially when I’m kicking your ass in flee the facility^^ /j You’re honestly just such a fun person to be around, you are very sweet and such a kind person. I love you :D /p

@sketchingtothemoon I know I don’t really express it a lot but I’m so grateful to be your friend. You’re so supportive, kind, and you’re always there to simply just listen. Talking with you is always fun, I’m always smiling during it even if it doesn’t really seem like it. You’re an amazing friend and you’re like a sister to me. I love you ^^ /p

@coolbananas143 AMANDA !! I really love talking with you!! You’re very funny and so cool, a little intimidating/hj but nonetheless i really love every moment that I have talking with you. You’re like an older sibling to me and you’re an absolutely amazing friend/gen. I love you!!/p

@mochamuff1n MOCHA!!!! You are such a SILLY GUY/POS i love talking to you!! You’re an amazing friend and i dont know why you are intimidated by me but its okay cause i am intimidated by you too /pos You’re so cool and im so happy that I’m friends with you and that I get to go into the new year with you. I love u silly man!!/p

@boardmanpanic I still find it so hilarious how we both suspected that we’re in the community (and that i was right about you after months of suspicion/hj.) You’re a really cool person and i love talking with you!! You are also very funny. How do you do that/j And of course, im really grateful to go into the new year with you !!!!/gen

@snake-anon By far my fav anon I’ve ever had. You are so silly and so supportive of my writings and I’m so thankful for that. I would honestly love to talk with you more, you’re genuinely really cool and definitely a great friend^^

@orphicrublee you are so SWEET HOLY FUCK/gen . You’re one of the kindest people I know i swear, and you’re always like the first to reblog & support my fics when I post them and thank u so much for that😭🫶 I’m really happy to know you & thank you for just being you !!

@radio-to-trenchcoat-demons AAAAH. You are seriously so fuckinf nice🥹/pos You’ve always been really supportive & nice about me being in the community and i was seriously so happy to answer your questions about it & introduce you to it. You’re really fun to talk to and i’m so glad to go into 2024 with you!!^^

@hyper-raccoon23 man what a silly guy you are/pos You’re very cool and i’m so happy to know u!! You’re very sweet and you seem like such a fun person, i’d love to talk with you more :D I’m very thankful for your support on my fics of course, thank you so much. I hope 2024 treats u well ^^

I hope 2024 treats all of you well. I love you all so much, thank you for being such amazing people. Happy New Year! 🫶❤️

#strangleetomz #mutual appreciation

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Hi! Im unsure if you could line in for the day your requests open but I just fell in love with your writing and the way you depict the characters. I just wanted to shoot my shot and ask if you could write your take or headcanons on what Tsuna would be in love? Anyways I hope you have a nice day!!!

Omg hiii Anon!! These took a hot minute but I'm so excited to share these noww because writing these up had me all smiley and happy that Tsuna exists :')

♡ Sawada Tsunayoshi in Love ✧

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Initially a flustered mess, you’ve seen how he is with his middle schooler crush on Kyoko.

Tsuna has never had great self esteem, which is super interesting when combined with his really good people skills?! He’s extremely intuitive and able to pick up on people’s intentions and get a general read of them really easily, but he gets stuck in his head with the “what if they don’t actually like me? I’m misreading..” thought loop.

In love and in a romantic relationship, he curbs some of that thinking with time and experience in knowing his partner. If there’s anything that he can and will believe in, it is his partner’s words and actions, the way that they actively express their love for him and seek out his time and attention.

He also knows deep down that he values them so so so much, and he learns to be fairly at peace with knowing that no matter what, he will do his best to treasure them and be good to them. He would become most frustrated with a partner that behaves recklessly, or is dismissive of/not understanding of his expressions of love and devotion, especially because he does not make particularly grand gestures of love.

Tsuna is not perfect, even when he’s older. He will slip up in his communication and miss scheduled quality time with his partner every once in a while, mostly because he has a lot on his plate and gets super busy and easily overwhelmed. He makes a very active effort to keep in touch with his s/o because I think when he’s in love with someone, they’re 100% also his closest friend and confidant. He bonds with people well over shared vulnerability and life experiences together.

His love is most expressed in how patient he is with a partner, how consistently he is there for them (even more than for himself, sometimes), how supportive and protective he is, and how much he just enjoys their company! He’s not a great gift giver, he’ll perform acts of service for his s/o if they really ask him to, but usually doesn’t go out of his way to do so and is uncharacteristically blunt with saying no when he feels unable to do a task for them. It might sound like he’s being dismissive, but he is just being his most honest self with them. When he isn’t as close to someone, he’s more likely to be a people pleaser and promise something that he knows he cannot fulfill, and he would hate to do that to his loved ones.

He’s not particularly touchy but will really appreciate small gestures of PDA such as hand holding and little kisses. It’s really easy to make him blush with that because he’s such a puppy boy.. It's like, if he had a tail, it would be wagging.

His words of reassurance are the best. He’s not an impressive speaker, but everything that he says comes from the heart, especially the ones that are emotionally charged. He feels his feelings quite deeply, and that might be one of the things his partner loves about him: that being sensitive to their needs comes pretty naturally to him, and he learns to be very patient with people and have a lot of hope in them, especially when he knows how great they are deep down.

bonus song that makes me think of loving Tsuna: he's the type to be content with just doing laundry and taxes with his loves ♡

#khr #hitman reborn #khr headcanons #katekyo hitman reborn #khr x reader #sawada tsunayoshi #tyl tsunayoshi sawada #khr tsuna #tsuna khr #I hope the subtle song recc is a hit o3o

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giuliano-fan-account · 1 year

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Hxh ch 396-397 review

WHY DID EVERYBODY FLOCK TO MY CHAPTER 395 REVIEW FOUNDING PART ONE OK??????

Anyways yeah I didnt do reviews for the past couple of weeks because Things happened and I got busy and it got me out of my groove so.

I have been reading of course because who am I .

I’ll do an overview of the rest of the flashbacks because those Messed Me Up actually and I have art and things to say about it.

Spoilers, obviously . (Warning for Child Abduction and death)

Chapter 396: Founding part 2

Sadly I dont have viz screenshots because of it only being the recent 3 lol so I’ll be using an unofficial translation

There he is again with some weird Popcorn Cauliflower lookin things and ooh nooo

Hi Uvogin!

Also hi Phinks with the walnut hair. At this point I’ve adjusted to how wonky it looks though but

SARASA *50 crying emojis*

I actually love Sarasa a lot. She’s adorable and confident and fearless... I really hope nothing BAD HAPPENS TO THIS CHARACTER. auughgggggg

I also really like Sheila. Even though they didn’t end up being actual phantom troupe members Sarasa and Sheila matter to me and I really want to know what Togashi has in mind by bringing her back into the plot. But aside from that we also get another moment of exposition for Pakunoda and Chrollos relationship. Im Not Crying Youare.

I love to think that while a lot of other people call him ‘Little bro’, Pakunoda is the closest to being his actual “big sister”

Power cleaners moment. I actually slipped up and call them Power Rangers sometimes or like for example “Ranger red” instead of Clean up red. Whats funny is that I didn’t even watch power rangers as a kid this is just how it is

Look at all those sillies

I really really want to know what this sounded like because Im not gonna say that it’s really bad just because they’re kids, but I think it would be very funny if they were sugar coating it not even on purpose because of how young and silly they are.

Chrollo is actually 11 you learn in 397 so I’m guessing that would mean Paku is 10, Sarasa is like 8-9 or something since she’s the youngest, and Sheila is somewhere inbetween them all.

I love how out of context he sounds like a victorian child whos about to make an important announcement.

“Father, may I have the mic?” I never thought I would hear those words but knowing that it comes from baby Chrollo makes it all make sense.

Also look theres Nobunaga!! Wow!! He’s finally in his own flashback!

I like the composition of this panel because This chapter is supposed to be a highlight on Uvos progression and his relationship with Chrollo and the fact that Chrollo is straight ahead of him really drives that home.

IM CRYING THIS PANEL

To be honest you gotta love this because you really just see how sincere he is in just wanting to make all the other kids happy here, and they are ecstatic

With Chrollo doing all the same lines though just imagine theres this kid and he just has crazy vocal range for no reason and hes talking to himself in 7 different voices

omfg is he Jerma985. .

.....

..i mean i did make this one thing

Anyways

HOLY CRAP JEDSURS

I bet he put his entire freakin heart into that line like no holding back

I love how everybodys like stunned and then theres just Nobu who is there

HELLO??????????? JFC

ALSO IS THIS A SAIKI K REFERENCE BECAUSE I WOULD NOT BE SURPRISED IF TOGASHI JUST SLIPPED THAT IN THERE... (In some volume extras I think of vol 35 he put references in random panels and replaced the text and there was a saiki k reference in one. Fun fact)

Scrungly Sarasa and Sheila only ever

I also really like the composition of these panels.. Its also very centric on Uvo and Chrollo which I appreciate. Also I can see it being animated a lot for no reason like its so easy to imagine with this format.

When the Sarasa are Scurngly and adorble

Im just gonna put this whole page here and then talk abt it I love it so so so so so omuch and tears are definitely not in my eyes right now because of it.

So first of all, I read this translation first, and I think the lines they put here are better than what they put in the VIZ one. I don’t remember what they were, but the top panels lines here are just so raw and “That was me dubbing you!” Flows well. Sometimes unofficial translations can be wonky, but they did great on this page.

I love Love Love the way this page was drawn too. The way that Uvo and Chrollo just look shocked and are shown side by side is great, and I love the focus and detail on Sarasa and also even though it’s a still picture, her hair has so much motion and i i i i

Everybody’s reactions are nice too. I’m just thinking. No wonder Togashi had to take all that time off especially for these chapters. Drawing this many people is not easy at all...

IM M MLITERALLY CRYIGN HH hh G HHhhhhh UE h fhf hh n SNIFF

I like Uvo and Machi’s dynamic lol. They seemed to already be friends which is just really funny since she’s just this tiny little child and then Uvo is like. Already like 6 foot 2 or something idk. (He grows to be 8′5.)

This is so funny because when you think of the Phantom Troupe you think of incredibly twisted people, but no, their original original name came from them trying to make a company name for their little dubbing thing.

Im Crying again haha. I mean I guess in the end he did become a villain, so wish fulfilled!

This line is so relevant to so many things involving Uvogin, even having to do with his character in the yorknew arc

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO ONO NO ON NO NON ONON ONO OOOHHH NOOOO SARASA. COMMUNICATION IS KEY SARASA. JUST TELL THEM THAT THERE WAS A BUNCH OF TAPES THERE. SARASA. SARASA NO STOP RUNNING COME BACK

NO!!!!!!!!!! YOU CANT DO THAT

Chapter 397: Founding Part 3

at least this time I can take fro m the viz official translation.. Ha ha

Are you ready guys? This is going to be a wild ride! (Warning for Child Abduction and death especially here)

So they finally notice that Sarasa’s not here and there Might be Something wrong! WHY DID I HAVE TO BE RIGHT ABOUT THIS IN MY CHAPTER 395 REVIEW.

This is Depressing but I love the attention to detail with how he’s gripping his shorts. I just wanted to point that out

Oh and haha he’s blaming himself for something only somewhat inside his control as a young child... Hmm.. That sounds familiar...

Dont you love when you start having a little more hope for something again...

Oh haha look at them on the bike Oh look everybodys doing their own part in the search!!!......

Oh god....

....And then everything just plummets....

Seriously when I read this part I felt my heart drop. SO much so that I made a whole redraw of it for chapter 357!

I love Hunter x Hunter.

THIS WAS THE TREE. THE TREE. TOGASHI WHY. I TRUSTED YOU WITH THE TREE. WHYYYYYY

mmm I hate this I hate this I hate this I hate this

Currently completely Fine right now actually ignore everything I just said.

NEVERMIND. IM NOT SHOWING THE PANELS WHERE IT HAS WHATS IN THE BAG FOR OBVIOUS REASONS BUT LIKE. THERE WAS A NOTE. ON HER AND IT HAD A FREAKING SMILEY FACE ON IT

A SMILE FACE....

My exact reaction

GEEEZZZ!!!!!

GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IM NOT OK WITH THIS AT ALL OK OH MY GOD NEXT PAGE NOW PLEASE NEXT

Thank You.

I feel like the flowers on her head would be little orange roses.. Because well for one, the orange cleaner, and also orange roses are a symbol for Joy I think and that’s perfect for her

Im so glad that Togashi decided to make this little scene because I wouldn’t be able to handle what just happened before without this closure and Im pretty sure that was done on purpose because That was like one of the most horrific scenes in Hunter x Hunter in my opinion.

You could feel how everybody was panicking and the grief and anguish and it was just aaahhhhhhggghghhgh.......

Anyways. Onto another thing that is helping me process all of this lol

NEN!!

LITTLE MACHI AND NEN!! EVEN BETTER!

This is another line that I liked better in the unofficial translation

JUST. JUST. “Those pretty eyes of yours make my skin crawl.” ESPECIALLY IN THE CONTEXT OF MACHI IS SUCH A COOL LINE!!! anyways :)

I like nen so This is also very relieving. We are getting lore....

THIS GUYS LIKE 11 AND HES ALREADY DOING STUFF TO FIX METEOR CITY. SO IS CHROLLO THE REASON WHY METEOR CITY HAS TO DO WITH THE MAFIA???? PROBABLY.

Add Predicts the technological revolution to baby Chrollo’s achievement list. This kid Hunter x Hunter children are insane for a fact

He would do great in my English 10 Honors class with all that evidence and reasoning there

hey guys its Shalnark here and today I’m going to explain chrollos Nefarious plot

Hes so happy that he didnt have to do 3 paragraphs of more explaining! ..also

Jus dont even ask why I made this but I sure did I also made a video but idk how to put videos on tumblr other than have them be at the top which is not what I want so you just get this

I kind of wish we got more of younger Shalnark because we got focus on Paku and Uvo who are both... decreased and you know...

oh god I just realized

All the phantom troupe characters that are commonly nicknamed are Dead. Quick everybody stop saying Nobu for Nobunaga

Anyways

At least he gets a little bit of a moment here

I feel so bad for Sheila little sheila talk here

Like man her best friend just got Murdered and she can not do this. I bet part of her does not want to be involved with the troupe anymore because they have the most to do with her death, and maybe she even counts them responsible for them not caring, and with that she probably blames herself too.

I really want to see her again she is such a character and there’s no way that Togashi’s just gonna bring her back here and not have her be plot relevant. Was she for or against the kurta massacre!??!?!?!? wha????

Top ten ways to become a mass murderer

lets play a game. Is this a quote from Kurapika or Chrollo?

Look at all these parallels and foreshadowing... Putting that in perspective, that means that Chrollo became the very person he sought to destroy as a child, and I wonder if he realizes that, especially now in his current mental and emotional condition. But at the same time, he may have been expecting that. He should know that the Troupe has all the right to be persecuted with the amount of carnage that they’ve caused.

THIS OUT OF CONTEXT.

I think the whole thing with the Villain and this panel is a callback to Uvo’s line about being the worlds greatest villain, and maybe Chrollo was thinking that he would fit as leader because of that but...

Get pranked! Also notice how Paku is also gripping the end of her dress. Since I’m an empath, I can tell that Paku is having mixed feelings and is nervous about this /s

In 3 years he shed his old pair of eyes and then regrew Strange Eyes. Hold on.

This is extremely important and like one of the best things Ive ever made.

He has Strange Eyes HE GOT HIS STRANGE EYES LETS GOOOOOO

I decided I wanted to do math So their reunion happens around 7 years before the Kurta massacre, and that’s when Chrollo is 21.. so 10 years after sarasa’s death is when the Kurta massacre takes place.

Ok were finally to the end of this fun fun fun Chapter! I have 2 questions.

1. Where is Phinks?

2. Shalnark What has he the Hair and Outfit? What? Ok well technically he’s in style since this is like the mid-late 80′s then but he looks a little bit like a Flamboyant Pop star from that era and then everybody else is just regular for their character. Then there’s just Shalnark with his fluffy mullet and the oversized suit and the collar

And also if that was his style when and why did he change? We could have had a totally different Shalnark tbh but I’m happy with the one we have.

Anyways

Hope you enjoyed this absolute behemoth of a post and I may do another one with the next two chapters some time

In the meantime, who knows, just keep doing what you do & make sure you drink enough water so that your pee looks like light pineapple juice or lemonade (that means youre healthy)

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ctrlhope · 2 months

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BOUND BY BLOOD IS TOOOOO GOOD OMG 😩😩😩 it's literally one of the best yandere fics I've ever read, thank you so for sharing it <3 But I have a question! Are the things (like how he has had sex with Annabell) Tae said in her room true or he just wanted to make her jealous and it's his way of manipulating her? Or Are the rumors about him actually true?

WEEE IM SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT!!!!!! I truly adore BBB!Taehyung so much— he holds a place nestled right in my heart and is probably my favourite male lead I’ve written so far (including all of my past blogs LMAO) so it makes me really happy that other people are enjoying him just as much!!!

He’s just. He’s so good. I want to revisit him in the future bc…. Yeah. I’m completely normal about the au (lies!)

But until then, I’d be happy to answer any and all of your questions about him <333

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If you ask Taehyung himself, he would probably look at you like you’re crazy. He’d easily spin the narrative, making it about your lack of trust in him. Making you feel guilty about bringing up rumours of the past when you have him now. How could you possibly focus on anything else but that fact? How could you doubt your trust in him? His devotion to you?

That simply won’t do.

He’d look at you, hurt evident in his eyes. Almost as if he was disgusted with the mere notion, “You question my faith to you? You question our love?”

He would scoff from his throne, legs spread as he looks up at you— something unwritten on his features, “I’m honestly disappointed in you, lamb. So, so disappointed. You trust the word of the maids over me? You trust the word of the maids over our life? What else might you take their word in? Tell me.”

He would retire the entire palace staff if he needs to, honestly. But then again, he would do anything for you.

If you were able to ask his closest confidant, Jimin, he would tell you every word others speak is true.

But in Taehyung’s defence! He tells himself, implants the tiny seed in his mind, it was all for you. You’re the reason he does anything, after all. Maybe even the reason he breathes.

The only reason he messed with the other maids was because of you. Because for just a moment he could pretend he was fucking you instead. Cute little apron pushed up around your hips, nails digging into your socks— not theirs.

He would never look at their faces after he takes them to bed either. He could imagine yours so much easily then.

It was only afterwards that he realised Annabell was your close friend. He’s not very good at paying anyone much mind, save for you, of course. He figured that push come to shove— if she were to try and keep you two apart, he could easily claim that it was out of jealousy on her behalf. But he doubts it would ever come to that. Not if he denies, denies, denies <33

So, all of that is a long-winded to say that it is all true. And I think that apart of you knows that it is, but he would never admit it outright to you. But Taehyung doesn’t lie. Ever

#🧭 ctrl.asks #🧭 ctrl.nonnie #🖇️ ctrl.bound by blood #feel free to send any asks about him i adore answering all of them

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iliveformanyfictionalcharacters · 1 year

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ive been getting into twd show only recently (many deaths have been spoiled for me so i might as well) and i love glenn sm and i NEED a gn! reader watching glenn falling in love with maggie, hurt no comfort and maybe MAYBE glenn realizing y/n liked him but they've either moved on from relationships completely/they left the group for some reason(mayhaps theyve been bitten and want to protect the group ? up to you)

ive had this floating in my brain for a while and thought i might as well request. sorry if thisbis poorly explained im exhausted atm 💀

much love ! /p

- anon

Death

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Summary: The Green Farm was a miracle to the whole group. Except for one person.

Warnings: Angst but ends in fluff, Cussing, Unreciprocated feelings from Glenn, Anxiety. Daryl romance. Does not follow the script.

The beating in my chest as I held onto Daryl, racing down a dirt road on his motorcycle, just kept getting louder and louder.

Hearing Carl had been shot while I was searching for Carol's missing daughter, Sophia, certainly wasn't a happy way to end my day. There was still no sign of Sophia, she had been missing for a few hours now. I wanted to try and comfort Carol but before I could we had gotten word of Carl's current state.

The sun was setting as Daryl turned into a farm, followed by the rest of the group. I hopped off of the bike as soon as it stopped, rushing towards the house. It was old, the white paint chipping but homey especially for these days.

As I and a couple others made it to the porch the front door opened swiftly, revealing an older gentleman and a young lady behind him.

“Hello, you must be Rick's group.”, the older man stated. “I’m Hershel, I own this farm. This is Maggie, if you hadn't had the chance for introductions while she was collecting the boy's mother.” ‘Maggie’ raised her hand slightly in greeting.

I decided to speak up, I needed some questions answered before my anxiety got the better of me.

“Sir, I’m sorry to interrupt but is Carl alright? What happened?” The man, Hershel, sighed and nodded. He gestured for Maggie to go back inside as he stepped onto the porch, closing the door behind him.

“The boy, Carl, he was shot by my farm hand, Otis.-” Daryl interrupted him.

“YOUR farm hand did THIS! How can we trust you when it's your man who did it!” Daryl Dixon, ever the man to not know when to shut his mouth.

But Hershel just continued after giving Daryl a pointed look. Dale had to stop Daryl from erupting again.

“The bullet has shattered inside of him. I will need to perform surgery in order to remove all of the shards.” He paused and looked behind him, at the door. “There is a problem though.”

I inwardly groaned. For a moment my anxiety was relived knowing that Carl was still alive, however now it was all rushing back.

“We do not have the equipment to perform the surgery. Otis and your friend Shane have volunteered to go to a nearby hospital to obtain the equipment, the place has been overrun but it's all we can do.”

Fuck.

I couldn't listen anymore, my heartbeat was simultaneously beating in my ears and not at all, my hands were clammy and my face felt hot. I can’t breathe. I-I can’t-

I looked through the group for one certain person. My closest friend in the group, Glenn. When I first arrived in the group Glenn was the first to take a liking to me, he convinced Shane that he should let me join. We reminisced on our lives together and talked about what we would have done had this whole thing hadn't happened.

Finally, I found his face, my vision seemed to be tunneling even though the vision range had not changed. I didn't even care about what Hershel was saying anymore. I didn't care about the people in my way. I just had to get to Glenn.

I pushed through the crowd. I could faintly hear Hershel calling me but I ignored it. I could feel my body giving out. I saw Glenn walking towards me with his hands outstretched, as soon as I made it to him I felt my body drop and I lost consciousness.

I heard birds chirping outside before the sun's light hit my eyes. Even from behind my eyes lids I could tell the light was bright, the time was probably around noon. Under my hands, I could feel the soft touch of a blanket, and under my head a pillow. Blinking my eyes open slowly I saw a yellow-stained ceiling, turning my head I let my eyes search for my friends. I thought the room was empty at first until my eyes were drawn to slight movement in the corner. Daryl stood leaning against the wall.

I wish my heart didn't sink when I realized Glenn wasn't there.

“Ya really scared us ya know” Daryl walked towards the bed. I suddenly felt incredibly guilty, with Sophie missing and Carl getting shot and now me fainting, I knew the group had gone through too much lately. Not to mention the walkers.

“How's Carl?” I asked as soon as I found my voice. Daryl scoffed.

“He's gonna be fine, Shane ‘n that farmhand are out looking for supplies. Are you ok?” I signed.

“I'm fine I just panicked.” I almost asked about Glenn but I stopped myself.

It didn't seem to matter though because Daryl answered my question anyway, “Glenn's talking to that Maggie girl, he just left.”

Oh.

“Oh ok.” I settled into the blanket and looked toward the window by the bed. I shouldn't feel this way about Glenn, I knew that. He only saw me as a friend maybe even a sister. When I first came to this group he was the one who convinced everyone I could stay. He let me stay in his tent until I found my own, he even shared his food with me if he thought I was still hungry.

He became my best friend.

“Why aren't you out looking for Sophia?” That made him scoff too, he sat down next the bed.

“Maybe because the only person I give a rats-ass about passed out for no reason and wouldn't wake up for hours.”

I sat up and swung my legs off the bed.

“Hey, be careful.” He grabbed my arm as I stumbled and helped me rebalance myself. Before he let go I took his hand and forced him to look at me.

“Thank you for staying with me. I don't know what I would have done if I had woken up alone."

For a second he stayed quiet before replying with, “No problem.” as he walked with me out of the room.

For weeks I've watched Glenn grow away from me. I know he didn't mean to, but for weeks I've seen so much change in my little group.

First, Carl seemed to be recovering from his wound. The surgery was a success although the Greene family lost Otis in the process.

I helped Daryl in his search for Sophia, every day from daybreak to sundown we searched the woods for Carol's little girl but we never found anything. Me and Daryl became closer than ever during this time.

“So how was your life before all of this shit?” I looked at him startled at the question. No one ever talked about the past, at least not anymore. Dodging a large snake next to my foot, I answered.

“It was ok. Nothing too exciting, I had a job and some friends I hung out with but not much worth noting.”

“I'm sure everything about you is worth noting.” I looked at him startled once again but he continued walking like he didn't say anything.

As the days continued I felt myself becoming less heartbroken over the fact that Glenn spent most of his time with Maggie. At first, I couldn't stand to see them together. And even though I'm not thrilled that they seem to be a match made in heaven, I'm starting to think maybe my match was never Glenn, to begin with.

As my feelings for Glenn dissipated my heart grew for none other than Daryl Dixon. However, it seemed as the history was repeating itself. Harboring feelings for a friend didn't go too well the first time and I can't afford to lose Daryl, so I kept them quiet waiting for the day he would eventually fall in love with someone other than me.

Sophias gone.

She had been gone this whole time, trapped in a walker right next to us in the Greene barn. I watched in horror as Rick shot her and suddenly I felt sick. I watched as Carol lost it and the whole group fell into mourning. I was going to puke.

I left, I left as fast as I could. I wasn't thinking. I couldn't stop thinking about the girl I considered to be a niece who had been a fucking walker this whole time. She was dead. Carol had lost her daughter. How can one exist in a world like this?

I started to run. I didn't stop running. I ran straight into the woods not caring about the stinging I felt as sticks scraped against my arms and legs. And I kept running with tears in my eyes until I found the river. The river where we found Sophia's doll. This was probably where she had died.

I collapsed onto my knees. I screamed and cried and I thought about how Carol must be feeling so much worse. I didn't think about anything other than that poor girl. The fear she must have felt and the god-awful death that befell upon her. She didn't deserve that. No one does.

So I screamed and cried until my throat hurt and I couldn't physically cry anymore. I knew the walkers were coming, every little noise I made put me in more danger but I just didn't care.

And I didn't care for so long until I heard the disgusting gurgle of the horrible creatures that had taken Carol's daughter away. Made her one of them.

But still, I didn't move. I sat and I knew what was going to happen and I stayed there. I stayed still until I heard the whistle of an arrow through wind. I heard the sound of flesh being penetrated and a collapsing body. I felt someone grab me, shake me, and yell but I didn't comprehend them, instead, my gaze stayed on the sand below my fingers.

So they picked me up and carried me back to the farm and still I didn't speak.

I sat on the bed, the same bed from weeks ago, with Daryl kneeling in front of me. As he looked at me neither of us said a word only staring holes into each other.

After a few minutes, the door opened to reveal Glenn standing on the other side. He didn't say anything but as we looked at each other, we knew. He knew how I felt and I knew how he felt and we both knew it was going to be ok between us. We would always be good friends. As he closed the door, Daryl spoke.

“I-Why? Why would you do that? I don't think you understand how much I was worried, I searched for you for hours. I felt like I was looking for Sophia all over again, and right after we found her like that…” He looked down and grabbed both of my arms almost as if making sure I wouldn't do it again.

“I- I don't know. I feel like the world is gone. Everyone is dying and there's nothing to stop it. I wasn't thinking but I didn't care. I didn't care what happened to me. I didn't care if I…died.” I was crying again, sobbing as I realized Daryl had a couple of tears running down his cheeks too.

Without warning he engulfed me in his arms and rocked me. I cried for so long and I think he may have too, though I didn't mention it.

“I … care about you so much.” He started, “So much it hurts sometimes. I've never felt like this before and if I'm being honest I wish I didn't. I wish I didn't because it's new and that fuckin scares me. But I can't be without you. Please don't ever do that again. Just talk to me.” His voice cracked making me hurt even more. “Please.”

I could only nod as we stayed together, never letting go. It might not be okay today and it might not be ok ever again but only then in that room sitting on that bed, it felt like it was ok.

#twd fanfiction #daryl dixon x reader

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