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iwtvdramacd18 · 7 months

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what are your thoughts on the louis/daniel dynamic? i love the old man personality but i feel like he can be harsh/insensitive to louis. the show makes it clear what daniel’s relationship to louis is like for daniel, but how do you think louis feels? i am rooting for them to end up friendly, hopefully more than in the books where i got the sense they were just connected through lestat & armand

I think Louis has a lot of complex feelings about Daniel, it seems like he comes into the interview with a man almost idealistic version of Daniel in his mind-- which makes sense in a lot of ways seeing as the last time he did see him was back in the 70s. And we know he's at least caught up with his body of work but he doesn't Know Daniel as the washed up journalist old man with the online journalism course. And I think there's this very interesting flip side that we're seeing in Dubai as compared to San Francisco bc Daniel is just as mundane in both eras I would say. He's got a way with journalism but as a person he's not really exceptional. He's WEIRD like you gotta be some level of weird to be in this deep with vampires? Like he came back???? But he's not like the Wolfkiller of his age you know? And that past ideal of Daniel as this clumsy but interesting mundane human that's the draw for Louis back in the day. The Daniel of today is also clumsy and mundane but he's also aged, he's also a lot more cynical about life. And he's also very much an old white man left-leaning American journalist. And if you know anything about those types the second interview is this very bitter dose of reality... Louis seems like he genuinely thought Daniel could turn Claudia's diaries into something that could honor her in some way (and at the same time there's that want for redemption, a want to do right by her, a want to ease some of Louis' own guilt I feel). But that's not how you become a lauded journalist in US American journalism. It's a scene rife with exploitation and bending to publishers and propaganda etc etc. And upon hearing what Claudia goes through Daniel switches RIGHT to that. And you see Louis have to contend with the fact that the mundane journalist boy (young man) grows up to be a mundane journalist man and this is the type of person the genre is made of. And despite all this we do see that Louis holds fondness for Daniel. I'm not sure if there's romantic or sexual feelings on Louis' end but I think it's a lot more plausible than DM in the show. if I'm gonna be real I cannot take another bundle of clips of Armand doing the "I need to act polite for this white man" expression special pushed forward as sexual interest it's just making me feel like people would ship me with any microaggressive guy that came my way bc I have to keep up a front to not get in trouble 💀. I PERSONALLY don't see Daniel making it to season 3 anyway, outside of my feelings towards him I think narrative wise it would be hard to make the Lestat-heavy POV switch while balancing Daniel in the narrative as a notable portion of it and I think Louis engaging with mortality through Daniel has a lot of potential.

#answered #Hcs #also I think Louis would let him fuck him.#I'm sorry I think I got off track and didn't answer quite what you asked #Daniel #Danlou

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circeyoru · 2 months

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Hello~ Small thing but I’ve been thinking about Alastor in the Unwanted Soul series trying to get Reader to sing and dance with him. I feel like Reader would refuse to do that stuff but sometimes he catches them humming, especially anime OSTs lol. He doesn’t know what song it is but he’s happy to hear it anyway.

OH OH AND HE’D BE REALLY HAPPY IF THEY ABSENTMINDEDLY HUMMED A SONG HE’S PLAYED AROUND THE HOUSE BEFORE. He’d be so touched, like, they like the music he likes lol. Even better if they heard the song between him and Vox over the radio/TV and was humming that or any other song Alastor sang.

Sorry, just wanted to talk about that cuz obviously music and singing is really big in Hell and Alastor clearly loves that stuff. He’d be psyched if Reader enjoyed his songs or joined in with him but it’s highly unlikely Reader would actually sing or dance with him. I love this series and I agree with the other Anon that this is my favorite series. I keep checking your blog for updates. Thank you for writing for us!

Go to MASTERLIST for the works. This ask is for {Unwanted Souls}

I'm literally treating these asks as trivia. Interesting but too small of a part to put in the story.

But, thanks for your words! Really!! I'm happy writing these parts and answering your questions for this! I can't stop saying that I never expected this series to blow up like this. so THANK YOU guys again!! (I need to learn more 'thank you' words...)

Back to the ask.

Now Reader/you are something that has a thing for music. There's no specific type you like but if it vibes with you, you like it. You're aware that Hell's a musical place, you got quite the shock when Lucifer first sang to you when he was trying to convince you to live. Yeah, awkward...

You just accepted it afterwards.

Ho ho, you hum and sing. On the spur of the moment. You even dance too, your memories good that you can replicate dance moves after vibing with the song and dance chorepgraphy. You did it anytime at home.

That is, before Alastor came into your life.

You kept these to yourself, or you would shut the door and ward off Alastor with your pages. Then you can do it. Sing and dance. But, of course, Alastor knew this little habit of yours and didn't point it out so he could enjoy it without you taking more measures to hide it. You hum in front of him, while he doesn't know what music you were humming, he enjoys it altogether.

This breaks when Alastor gives you his soul. It was a somewhat normal day, the trigger point was you putting your foot down and telling (not asking) him to leave. He just breaks off into a song, specifically *Stalker's Tango*. Take it as an intimidation tactic, but he was being very convincing. You were aware of his love for you and want for your attention, so it wasn't scary but annoying to you. (hope you guys read part 4 already) You return his declaration with a song of your own *I Can't Decide*, you accepted his soul to show him his mistake, not knowing that it was his plan for you to care for him.

Yeah, Alastor was eating it all up. The fact that you counter with a song too. Music to his ears. The fact that you were thinking this much about him. It's good. A good start.

You know how his radio could talk and play tracks (in the pilot)? Now Alastor plays romantic songs here and there in your home, though careful not to drown out your videos and music. He did a double take when he heard a double of the songs he was playing, it came from your room, then there was your soft humming. He'd lean against the wall next to your door and listen with a fond smile. He was aware that you could more easily do things on your own, like searching up the songs he played without asking him, then here you were enjoying it in secret. He won't say a word, treating it a secret between you two.

Alastor gave you a radio that connects to his staff, sometimes letting you listen in on the songs and as a way of communication. You only knew that when you heard his reprise of Charlie's *Inside Every Demon Is A Rainbow*, you won't admit to Alastor that his version was better and more accurate. You were actually hooked on *Stayed Gone* and hummed it a few times, especially Alastor's ending verse. You and Alastor reenacted the whole song when he was allowed to visit you, but since Alastor was interested to see you singing his verses, you sang his parts and Alastor sang Vox's. It was heaven-sent. He was somewhat offended that you liked *Hell's Greatest Dad* though, cause you were more hooked on Lucifer's beginning verse.

Now though, Alastor asks for your hand to sway a bit. You comply and Alastor would be humming some song, he makes an effort to take an interest in your songs because you were secretive on your interest. He tries (and purposely fails) on singing your songs, then you'd be correcting him and teaching him with a teasing side smile. He doesn't care for the songs and music, he cares that you like them.

#Circe's Nighty Writings #alastor imagine #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor headcanons #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor #hazbin hotel oneshots #yandere alastor #yandere alastor x reader #yandere hazbin hotel #alastor fanfiction #hazbin hotel imagines #Unwanted Soul

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project-sekai-facts · 7 months

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Your recent update made me wonder about something. I don’t know how much you know about this but wanted to try asking anyway. Hopefully this makes sense? Why would the English translation choose to censor things? I assume translations are being done in America where queer things are slowly becoming more accepted but is that a factor? Are the translators themselves changing certain things due to their own biases? I don’t know who they are and don’t want to assume anything about them, but I can’t help wondering if that’s part of the reason? Or is it because of something like, for example, sometimes movies or TV shows have certain content removed based on where it’s being aired, so is it something like that? Is the game being released in regions where queer content is banned or removed? Now that I wrote it, I feel like this is the most likely answer but what do you think? I basically just rambled in your ask my bad. Also, do you know if the Korean and/or Taiwan servers have censorship too?

oh there's more than just the Asahi thing and i have mentioned it in passing before but i'll cover it properly here. "the miles i fell in love with is so cool" -> "it was so cool! i guess that's miles for you" is definitely the biggest example though.

First off, a minor thing. it doesn't really happen anymore but in the earlier translations they quite often use words other than partner, like "pals" and "buds", in the VBS story. Probably one of the best examples of this would be An and Kohane's 3rd kizuna title, which the JP name was often fan-translated as "Making each other better" or "Raising each other up", and is called "Two supportive pals" on EN. Which does have the same meaning but the "pals" seems so unneccesary when they could've used partners. The original text is Takameau futari, the first part means "to raise" or "to lift" and futari means "two people" or "a pair/couple". So it technically is a good enough translation but using pals when partners would be more accurate to canon just seems.. off.

I’m assuming their avoidance of the word partner is because it could easily be misinterpreted as romantic, but they seem to have moved on from that at this point.

There's also THE POWER OF UNITY where they switch out "love" (daisuki) for "cares about a lot" when KAITO is comparing the relationship between Arata and Souma to Akito and Toya. Daisuki literally means "likes a lot" so often you'll see people translate it as love, though likes a lot is still valid. "Cares about" is not a direct translation but definitely can still convey the same meaning, so again instance of valid localisation it just seems like an odd choice when using love would've conveyed the exact same meaning and been more true to the original.

Then you've got another instance of them not translating daisuki correctly in Dear Me, As I Was Back Then (sorry this one is a wiki screenshot my phone died). This is worse. Like I guess if you really want then it does have a close enough meaning to the original. Like I guess daisuki meaning "like a lot" or "love" could be localised as "you're the best" if you really wanted it too. But even then, the line before this is "I'm gonna show just how much I admire her!". Minori's shout of "I LOVE YOUUU" from the original would be way more fitting here. "You're the best" feels too casual and buddy-buddy - even if Minori didn't know Haruka at this point, Haruka still had a big impact on her life and imo "I love you" would be the best to use here.

There’s also this one from Walk on and on that removes one key thing. In the original, Toya says something more along the lines of “I was able to make this track because I want to continue to be a partner who can stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you from now on and always”. This is a bit more similar to the Asahi incident in that they’ve restructured the sentence to make it two, adding in the thing about performing which isn’t even there originally, and replacing “korekara saki mo zutto” with “keep singing with you”. And “keep singing with you” still works, but it’s much more toned down, let’s say. You know what really is odd about this translation though? If the quote I put seems familiar, it’s because it’s also the name of Toya’s event card. Kinda odd they omitted that from the story then, huh? The thing is the translation of the card is very accurate so removing it from the story starts to seem intentional, especially when everything around it is accurately translated like with the Asahi incident. Also doing this removes the fact that the card name references the story so what the hell are you doing EN? It's the same sentence, if you can translate it correctly on the card you can translate it correctly in the story.

And I’m gonna do a massive Dude Trust Me on this one and keep it brief because I don’t have screenshots of it and couldn't find any online, but there’s another example I can think of with Rui’s spring voiceline from 2022. On EN he says "Ah Tsukasa, what a coincidence!" but on JP he says "it must be some sort of fate that we met here". Which admittedly is still pretty much the same meaning, it's just like a way more casual version of it because of course it is. EN is just generally not great at localising a lot of Rui's more poetic speech as well, so I'll let this one slide for now.

There's definitely more than this, this is just what came to mind first and I don't want to make this post too long.

These were certainly... choices. Especially with the ones that translate daisuki wrong because they do translate it correctly on other occasions, most frequently with An and Kohane. I'm assuming the reason they omitted it with the guys is because it's far harder to pass off guys saying that they love each other as platonic because societal expectations or whatever, but I'm actually surprised by the change to Dear Me because normally they're pretty good with Minori and Haruka. Like they've translated daisuki correctly for them before and leave in everything else that indicates Minori has a crush on Haruka, so why not this line?

I'm tempted to say that they just change the things that they think are too hard to safely pass off as platonic, but then again they left all of the unsubtle ship teasing in Buddy Funny Spend Time, which has a lot of focus on Minori and Haruka's relationship (and they even left in Haruka saying that Minori makes her heart tickle in her card story), so I'm genuinely not sure why they left that in but then changed one instance of Minori saying she loves Haruka which doesn't even have to be interpreted romantically. Like what is the limit here? An can say she's going on a date (with Kohane) and the WEG regulars can ask who she's been seeing, but Asahi can say he fell in love with Tsukasa's character and it gets removed. Both of them are explicitly romantic. The only thing I can think of is that An's comes from a whole card story and event, but Asahi's is one line that's easy to remove. Same with Toya saying he wants to stay with Akito forever.

In other words, it's a mess and I don't think any of what I just wrote is coherent either.

Interpret all of this however you will at the end of the day it’s all just ship tease which is up to interpretation anyway. Except the Asahi thing that was explicitly romantic that one is a censor.

Oh and as far as I know the KR and TW servers don’t do this.

#i got this one peer reviewed on both my main account and with an irl who doesn't know anything about the game.#oh because someone will probably bring up the hiraga gennai 1koma i don't consider that one a censor #that one's definitely a localisation bc barely any players would get the joke since gennai isn't well known in the EN server regions #there's a whole discussion to be had over the fact they did completely change the joke and the context which we actually have had before #it was rui's birthday post if you go through my rui tag you can find it.#asks #mod talks #apologies for the quality on this one it's 1am right now for me

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star-writr · 8 months

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Promise

Yay!! Another 10th Doc fic!! This one is a little longer than the last one luckily. Also school starts in four days for me and I'm terrified. Reader is gn. This will be up on my Ao3 in a sec. Enjoy!!

After yet another draining adventure, the TARDIS welcomed you and the Doctor with its warm lighting and buzzing noises. Closing the door behind him, the Time Lord huffed. "Well, that was a hell of a jog", he spoke, "even for me. Are you alright?"

You smiled and nodded. "Yeah. I think I'm going to take a nap. Do you mind?"

"Not at all," said the Doctor, making his way over to the console. "I'll be here if you need anything." You walked away, grateful to get a break.

The Doctor ran his fingers through his hair, already spiky and messy enough as it was, sighing. He fiddled with a couple buttons, trying to keep his hands – and thoughts – focused on the TARDIS rather than anything else. The spaceship seemed to find his troubled look quite funny, and her engines snickered.

"Laugh a little more, would you?", grunted the Time Lord. The machine didn't hesitate to do so.

The Doctor had been pining after his companion for a while, but had admitted these feelings to himself quite reluctantly. After all, he knew that you wouldn't be any different to his prior companions. He knew one day he wouldn't see you again; everyone left the TARDIS sooner or later, whether they wanted to or not. Even if you somehow reciprocated what he felt, the situation would've been just the same, and it would've been even worse when it ended. The Doctor was a time traveller, he couldn't focus only on the present; and thinking of the uncertainty of the future – which could've put you in danger in a hundred million different ways without him able to do anything – sent him off the rails like very few things could. He couldn't have you hurt because of his carelessness, feelings or no feelings. However, he still didn't know what to do. Maybe he should've told you the truth. But why bother? Again, it would've meant nothing. Destiny had the tendency to laugh in the Doctor's face, making his every move have the worst consequences possible; if you got involved by staying by his side, who knows what could've happened. There was also the possibility of you being uncomfortable once the Doctor confessed his feelings and leaving the TARDIS even sooner. So the Time Lord kept his mouth shut.

This went on for quite some time. Nevertheless, the Doctor couldn't keep carrying such a burden forever. And, against every last one of his intentions, he didn't.

It was rare to see the Doctor truly scared. It had been a long night, and an even longer adventure. Going deeper and deeper into the darkest of tunnels, holding onto his sleeve, the both of you running for your lives, you saw an expression that the Time Lord had never worn in front of you before then.

The enemy had taken his sonic, leaving the Doctor without his second most powerful weapon, and the first most powerful – his wits – didn't seem eager to respond at the moment. It was true that most times he worked well under pressure, but fear was a beast he didn't quite know how to make abide by his rules.

"Doctor, what do we do? We can't keep running forever," you reminded him, pulling onto his shirt. He stopped in his tracks and took one good look at you.

"Are you hurt?" he asked. You didn't answer. "We have to think of something else," you insisted, "or we'll be stuck here forever."

He said your name with his voice breaking. It was the first time you saw him that worried. "We can't do anything. We can't fight. We can only run", he stated.

You lowered your eyes. The truth was that you couldn't run anymore. As much as you didn't want to admit it, your feet were killing you and you had sprained your ankle.

"You're hurt", realized the Doctor. The sound of metal clanging coming from the tunnels behind you stripped you of all the hope you had left. The Doctor looked at you with wet eyes. "I don't have a plan", he said, "I'm sorry."

He couldn't give up so easily, you thought. The noise was getting closer. The pressure you felt crushed your lungs, leaving you almost breathless.

Even so, the Doctor wasn't the only one who worked well under pressure. You had a sudden idea, and all at once you felt like you could breathe again. A smile crept its way onto your lips. "Well, I do," you said.

The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Really? What are you going to do?" he asked. His question remained unanswered, at least for the moment, as your lips crashed together with his. "Stay put", you ordered him, then going straight towards the noise of metal. The Doctor – quickly pulling himself together after the sudden kiss – tried to stop you, but it was futile. As soon as you disappeared from his sight the noises suddenly stopped. A few moments later, you came back with his sonic screwdriver in hand and a smirk plastered onto your face.

"Holograms," you explained, "holograms and recorded sound effects. They took your sonic because it would've messed with their systems."

The Doctor's mouth was agape as he grabbed the screwdriver, inspecting it and occasionally shifting his eyes onto your figure. "How can a hologram grab anything?", he asked.

"They were projected onto an endoskeleton", you replied. "Fool proof disguise."

The Time Lord smiled. "You're a genius."

"Save it for when we're out of here, pretty boy," you teased, grabbing him by the tie and leading the way. Needless to say, the Doctor didn't protest. He was too impressed to complain.

You made it to the TARDIS only hours later, exhausted as per usual. The Doctor was still lingering on the kiss. He couldn't tell whether your sudden realization had made you so excited as to kiss him, or if it had been anything else. He was still unwilling to talk about his own feelings, but now that you had made what seemed like a first move, he decided to confront you about it.

He plopped next to you on the seat near the console. His palms were sweaty against the white leather and his eyes darted between the ceiling, you, and the pavement.

"What is it?" you asked, preceding him. The Time Lord suddenly found his shoelaces to be very interesting, and didn't bear to look at you.

"Just thinking", he whispered.

"About?"

"About the kiss."

You tilted your head. The Doctor was still looking down. A sigh escaped your lips. "Okay, listen."

"I am listening."

"Look at me, Doctor."

He didn't turn his head, and just peeked at you from the corner of his eyes. You later found his flusteredness to be quite adorable. For the moment, however, you wondered if the kiss had made him uncomfortable. In any case, it was best to tell him your reasons. All of them. No holding back. You wouldn't have hid anymore.

"I meant that kiss," you admitted. "I'm sorry if you weren't okay with it."

The Doctor went back to staring at his shoes. "I was okay with it." Your eyes lit up. "Frankly," he added, "it would be simpler if I wasn't. But I'm actually glad you did it first."

"Are you?" you questioned him. "You don't look so... happy."

"I know." The Time Lord bit his lip mindlessly.

"Then what's wrong?"

He was finally able to look at you. You deserved the whole truth, he thought.

"I've told you. My companions always end up leaving. Most of the time it's not planned. They end up endangered and the only solution, if there is one, is leaving me behind. If I get too attached I can never get over it."

You took his hand in yours. "Have you considered, even for a second, that it doesn't always have to end that way?"

"But it does."

"I'm still here, though."

The Doctor's eyes darted across the room. As much as he wanted to believe everything would've ended up being okay, he couldn't bring himself to. Each time he did, everything slipped away from his grasp leaving him alone once again.

"Doctor," you pleaded, "if you won't believe it can end differently, then at least let me promise you it will. At least believe in me."

The Time Lord pondered over your words for a couple moments. Then, he cupped your cheek with his free hand and kissed you. It was a desperate kiss, and it made the both of you scoot closer to the other, wrapping your arms around each other for support and clutching at the cloth on your backs. It didn't last for more than thirty seconds, and left you lingering for more.

"Promise me", he begged, "promise me."

"I promise", you whispered.

"Again. Say it again."

"I promise", you repeated.

His lips brushed onto yours. "Again." You smiled reassuringly, your voice a whisper.

"I promise." You kissed him again.

The night had just started.

#doctor who #10th doctor x reader #david tennant #10th doctor imagine #10th doctor #doctor who x reader #x reader #gn reader #drabble

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bluhourz · 10 months

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hi! can i req when beom gives u silent treatment?

I hope this turned out how you wanted it to :)

when he gives you silent treatment

A quiet Beomgyu was never a good sign. He was usually bouncing off the walls and you could hear his bright laugh from miles away. So when you came home late to an unusually quite house after getting side tracked with friends, you were surprised and a bit scared. At first you thought maybe your boyfriend was not home, but then you saw his shoes neatly lying next to the door. He was definitely home. So now you had to find him.

"Gyu? I'm home!" was your first attempt to get his attention. But you were just met with the silence again. Slowly you made your way through the house, checking each room to see if he was there. It was only when you reached your bedroom and you slowly opened the door that you saw him.

Beomgyu was sitting on the bed with his phone in his hand. He was staring straight ahead, not even acknowledging you.

"Baby?" you tried again. Still nothing.

"I'm sorry I'm late," you started off. You kept your distance and slowly walked over to the opposite side of the bed he was on.

"You know how Y/F/N gets. She started a story and then we were there for another hour," you tried to say it lightly, however, Beomgyu didn't even glance at you. Now you knew for sure this was why you were getting the silent treatment.

"You won't believe what she told us though," you glanced at him quickly, "You know she was seeing that Hongdae boy she met a few weeks ago."

You knew your boyfriend was just as invested in the gossip stories as you, so you tried getting him to speak like this. You could see it working already as he pretended to be on his phone even when you could tell he was listening intently now.

"So they were going on a date last week, but he just ghosted her a few hours before they had to meet," you sighed, it was time for the money shot.

"I mean, I was surprised. He seemed like such a nice guy," you turned to look at him for his reaction. However, your boyfriend beat you to is as he immediately sat up and nearly crashed into you.

"What do you mean you thought he was nice? You said you hated him a few days ago!" he said with a big frown and pout to go with it.

You really tried your best but you couldn't hold the laughter in. A small giggle escaped you as you finally looked Beomgyu in the eyes.

"First, are you going to give me more silent treatment or have I served my time?" your eyes glinted as you asked him.

Beomgyu's face fell into a straight line. He narrowed his eyes at you as he pondered the question, "Do you really think he is nice?"

"No, Gyu, I don't think so. He is an asshole," you said confidently.

Before you registered it, Beomgyu grabbed you and pulled you down to lie with him.

"Okay, I forgive you then," he sighed happily.

You giggled as you got comfortable. A few moments of silence followed before Beomgyu's soft voice filled the room again, "Did you at least have fun?"

"Yeah, kind of. Y/F/N was a mess afterwards so we all had to comfort her a bit. I think she's okay now," you replied, "I missed you though. I'm sorry I didn't message you earlier to let you know." You snuggled further into your boyfriend's side.

Instead of responding, Beomgyu just pulled you closer and left a kiss on your head. He was silent for a while before he spoke again. "It's okay. I was just worried about you. You weren't answering my calls and I was panicking."

You pulled away slightly to look up at his face. You smoothed out his hair as you talked, "I really am sorry. I didn't think about how you were going to feel."

He smiled at you gently, "Next time, I need hourly updates and your live location at all time."

You giggled at his idea, "It's a deal."

The two of you stared at each other for a few seconds, the love between you two evident.

"And I'm sorry I gave you the silent treatment," Gyu said hurriedly before pulling you in for a kiss. You couldn't even protest as his lips met yours already. You gave in instantly though, immediately melting in his arms.

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my-moony-and-padfoot · 3 months

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Let me take care of you

TW: self-harm. Nothing too graphic, but it's there. (A short description of the wounds, that's about it?) So, if you get easily triggered please read carefully.

Word count: 1 800

He opened the door to their dorm, seeing Sirius laying in his bed, he wasn't supposed to be back yet, so it took Remus by surprise. “I thought you had quidditch?” He asked, setting his bag down on the floor, and taking off the cloak.

“Do.”

“And you're here because -?” He asked, but this time didn't get an answer. Something was wrong, though he wasn't sure what it was yet, but he could tell. Remus walked over to the bed, seeing the tear tracks on Sirius' cheeks, they were quite visible even in the dim lighting. He wasn't crying anymore though, he looked like he was sleeping. He sat down on the floor, leaning his head against the bedside table, smiling slightly as Sirius opened his eyes. “What's wrong?”

“N-nothing.”

“Sirius, love, I can tell something is wrong.” he said, reaching to brush a strand of hair behind his ear. “Wanna tell me?”

“Don't feel good.”

“Do you feel ill or-?” Sirius shook his head, eyes tired as he looked at Remus. “Okay. Did something happen?”

“No.”

“That's good, baby.” He smiled softly, trying to figure out what exactly was wrong, maybe it was just a bad day. There was this pained expression on Sirius face, though Remus couldn't quite place what it was or what could be hurting him. “Not feeling up for quidditch?”

Sirius shook his head. “Jamey thinks I'm sick.”

“Okay.” He chuckled, watching as a faint smile flashed on Sirius' face, though it faded quickly. “Talk to me, love?”

Sirius took in a shaky breath, closing his eyes for a moment as if to prevent tears from falling. Then, with the arm that had been folded under his head, he reached for Remus'. He smiled, intertwining their fingers together, rubbing small circles into his wrist with his thumb, waiting for Sirius to speak.

“I'm sorry.”

“Why are you saying sorry, angel?”

“Did somethin’.”

Remus felt his heart sink at the all too familiar situation, dread and worry, but he stayed calm, knowing it would make Sirius mire anxious if he'd panic, and he didn't want that. So, he just reached to wipe away the tear that fell down, being as gentle as he possibly could. “Show me, baby.” Sirius shook his head, more tears spilling out. “Please? M'not mad, never mad. I just wanna make sure you're alright.” he whispered, wiping away more of the tears, shifting so he was sitting on his knees.

“I'm so sorry.”

“Shh, shh, it's okay.” he brushed a strand of hair behind his ear. “Let's get up? Just wanna make sure they're all clean, don't want them to get infected, do we?” Sirius shook his head. “Then we'll have some cuddles, sound good?”

“Chocolate?”

“All the chocolate you want.” Remus smiled, kissing his forehead, getting the smallest of smiles out of the boy. “I should even have a few chocolate frogs left, remember the ones Pete bought for Christmas?”

“Still?”

“I'm not as greedy as you think, baby.” he chuckled, kissing his nose and cheek before getting up from the floor. “Plus, I got a ton of chocolate for Christmas. I got other sweets too, c'mon up love.” he said, taking both of Sirius' hands into his and leading him into the bathroom. “Hop up, darling.”

Sirius did as he was told, hopping up to sit down on the counter, watching as Remus pulled out the muggle med kit he insisted on using, though Sirius didn't mind. He also got out some cotton pads, and a clean towel, kissing Sirius' forehead when he came to stand in front of the boy.

“You have to show me now, okay?” Sirius nodded, looking down, starting to fiddle with his sleeves. “Take your time, baby.” He whispered, brushing his hair back, as he looked at Sirius, who shook his head after a moment. “I can too, if you want me to.”

“Please.” Sirius whispered, looking up at Remus, eyes filling with tears again, threatening to spill over.

“Okay. Don't worry.” he gently rolled up the sleeves of Sirius' jumper, going slowly so Sirius' could stop him if it felt too overwhelming. He winced slightly at the sight, he couldn't make out everything, but small, somewhat deep looking cuts were on both arms, blood slowly dripping down. “We're gonna have to put some bandages on these love, shh, shh, don't cry it's alright. I'm gonna clean them with these first, then with some water, and we'll put bandages on to keep them clean.”

“You have to tell me if it hurts too much.” Sirius nodded, tears falling as he closed his eyes, feeling how Remus started to dab the cotton pads on the deepest looking ones, wiping away blood. Sirius just kept still, keeping his arms where Remus left them, resting on his thighs. He heard the water running after a moment, and he opened his eyes, glancing at Remus, who just wiped away the tears before squeezing the excess water out of the towel.

“You know this is gonna sting a bit, I'm sorry about that, baby.” He whispered softly, waiting for Sirius to nod before starting to clean his arms better, apologizing every time he heard a hurt whimper come from Sirius, going lighter on the next one. “All done with that, love. You did so good. Proud of you.”

“Kiss?”

“You can definitely have a kiss.” He smiled, leaning down to give him a chaste kiss, getting another small smile from him as he leaned back up. “Just one more thing and you'll get another kiss, okay? Maybe even a hug.” Sirius nodded, looking up at Remus through his wet eyelashes, looking tired and still sad, though not as much as before. He gently wrapped his hands up with the bandages. “Not too tight?” He asked, lacing their fingers together when he was done.

Sirius shook his head, looking up at Remus. “Sorry you have to do this.”

“Shh, no, don't be sorry.” He whispered. “All good. I don't have to do anything, you're not making me, are you?” Sirius shook his head. “I want to, baby. Wanna take care of you, if you just let me.” he smiled, helping Sirius down from the counter, who just wrapped his arms around Remus' neck, face pressing into his chest. He did the same, arms wrapping around his waist as he buried his face into Sirius' hair, swaying them just slightly. “Feeling at all better?” he asked after a moment, hand running up and down his back slowly.

“Only ‘cause of you.” He mumbled. Remus smiled to himself, kissing his head. “Don't go.”

“Wasn't planning on that.” he whispered, smiling softly once Sirius looked up at him. “I’m proud of you. So proud.”

“I love you.”

“And I love you.” He leaned down to give him a kiss. “Wanna go to bed?” He nodded, but leaned against Remus rather than moving. “I'm not gonna carry you, love. It's barely fifteen steps, you can make it.”

“Mm no.” He whispered, shaking his head. “Wanted to take care of me.” He grinned, and Remus was just glad there was at least some of his normal cheekiness back. “Please moons.”

“Only this time, baby.” He whispered, kissing his forehead before lifting him up, Sirius' legs wrapping around his waist, clinging on like a koala. He smiled as he was set down onto the bed. “Wanna change into something more comfy?”

“Want your jumper.”

“Okay.” he nodded, going to dig out two of his jumpers, since he definitely wanted to change out of his school uniform. He also dug out the stash of chocolate he kept in there, handing Sirius the jumper before going to the bathroom to clean up the mess he had left before. He changed his jumper while walking back over to Sirius, climbing in bed next to him. Sirius rested his head on Remus' shoulder, shifting so he could curl up to him, feet over his lap, which was nearly impossible to do comfortably in the small bed, but he didn't mind.

“You promised chocolate.”

“I did.” he reached for his bedside table, grabbing the two boxes of chocolate frogs, giving them both to Sirius. “I'm eating the other one, by the way. Which cards are you still missing?”

“Rowena Ravenclaw at least, then I have all the founders.” he said, opening the package, and giving the frog the Remus. “Then some rarer ones I think, I've had such bad luck, never got Ollivander. No luck.” He said as he looked at the card he just got.

“Maybe next time, baby.” He nodded, opening the other one, this time taking the frog for himself, flipping over the card.

“I have like three of her, what the hell.” Remus laughed quietly. “It's unfair Moony. I will slip it into James' deck, he has like ten.”

“And how many of them are actually his?”

“Maybe two.” Sirius smiled, and he laughed again. “ ‘s only fair, he keeps giving me Dumbledore. But I, unlike Jamey, keep track of my cards.”

“Sure you do love.”

“I do.” He said. “Well, at least I notice if cards suddenly appear.”

Remus smiled, grabbing the trash from his lap to set them down on the bedside table. “Do you want more?”

“A bit?” Remus nodded as he grabbed the chocolate bar, opening it and breaking pieces off, few for himself and few for Sirius, then set it back on his bedside table. “Thank you.” he yawned, leaning even closer to Remus.

“Are you tired?” Sirius hummed. “Should we take a little nap? We have time before dinner.”

“Mhm. Don' wanna go.” he mumbled. “So tired.”

“What if we sleep and see what we'll do after? It's not until a few hours, love.” Sirius nodded. “C'mon, let's lay down, you'll be more comfy.”

Remus shifted so he was laying down, smiling as Sirius laid down too, resting his head on Remus' chest, half laying on top of him just because he could. Remus pulled the blanket over them, holding Sirius close.

“Do you wanna talk?” He asked, starting to play with Sirius' hair, Sirius shrugged, hiding more into Remus' chest, starting to draw shapes to his chest to keep his hands busy. “We don't have to, love. But you know it helps.”

“I'm just tired.” He mumbled. “Really overwhelmed. Just a bad day, I guess.”

“Okay.” He whispered, kissing his head. “Anything I can do to help?”

“Just wanna be with you and sleep.” Remus nodded. “Snuggles.”

He chuckled, holding Sirius a little closer, smiling as Sirius reached for his hand, so he intertwined their fingers together. “I'll wake you up in a few hours, okay?”

“Mhm.”

“I love you.” He whispered into Sirius' hair. “Sleep well.”

“Love you too.”

A/N:

Hi :)

Hopefully you liked this, and remember to take care of yourself <3

Also, both James and Sirius would have the biggest chocolate frog card collection, and would mess with each other constantly. (Remus gives all his cards to Sirius, cause why wouldn't he?)

You can't convince me otherwise on this, like no way that didn't happen

Have a good day/night/something, see you around somewhere, maybe?

#sirius black #remus lupin #sirius orion black #remus john lupin #remus x sirius #sirius x remus #wolfstar #marauders #marauders era #fluff #young remus lupin #young sirius black #self h@rm #wolfstar angst #fluff and angst #light angst #hurt/comfort #fluffy

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kwillow · 1 year

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Ambroys basking in his cache of gifts and sweet words from secret admirers. Gotta be careful, though. If his ego is inflated any more, he'll pop.

(I wanted to doodle something to accompany a post answering some messages regarding this candy-colored cad but got a bit carried away. :P Well regardless, asks under the cut!)

Why thank you! He would drunkenly insult people, though he tends to be more passive-aggressive and backhanded rather than outright insulting - well, most of the time, anyway. He thinks he's a lot more subtle in his derogatory comments than he actually is.

Aaaw, this is too sweet!

Older Ambroys is much more reserved about seeking and accepting physical affection than his younger self, for myriad reasons (that one day I will expound upon in more detail, fate willing). He still enjoys it, though.

He's still proud of the stars on his cheeks and the gold in his hair and all that, but the signs of age are something he is not at peace with. For some, like the wrinkles, they're a sign that his time on this earth is finite - and death terrifies him. For others, like his paunch, it's more just embarrassing to him in a more mundane and vain "I was voted Prom King in high school and I was on the Varsity track team now look at me I'm an old man boo hoo hoo" type of way (though he's actually more physically adept in his older age than he was when he was younger for Magical Heritage Bullshit reasons, the sentiment remains).

As for your question, it's totally fine with me for Ambroys to be portrayed as non-heterosexual in fanfic or fanart or one's secret imaginings. Even though all of his "canon" love interests are women, I wouldn't rule out of the possibility of him developing affections for someone who isn't a woman. Chase your bliss!

Haha well both furry and aasimar Ambroys would bask in the attention, though poor aasimar Ambroys' jealousy is not going to be helped!

No shame on being a furry though. I didn't consider myself one either but I feel like it's harder to make the argument that I'm not given the sheer number of ponies I've drawn by now...

He would accept this, so long as you don't mess up his hair.

He would say: "good!" I would say "don't waste your life on him!"

Oh he would be pleased to be so distracting, I'm sure.

And sometimes we can't help but to have a type... I know I seem to have a thing for rich effete douchebags with buck teeth and big pointy noses... not quite sure what's up with that.

Yessss... yesssssssss... or perhaps I should say "I'm sorry."

I didn't mean to make him this way... I guess I underestimated the power of a brushable mane.

Ambroys DOES like being worshipped (way too much and way too literally, as you might be able to tell) but he wants to have his imperfections hidden if he can!

He's just horribly, horribly vain and unwilling to let go of his youth... even though he got to enjoy being youthful for three times as long as a mortal would.

YES that song is on his playlist (which I have for all my main characters because I'm a dork). It's just too perfect. One of the many ideas on my miles-long to do list has to do with depicting a scene from that song. The trouble is that it has to do with dancing, and boy am I not very good at drawing dancing poses. xD Oh well, gotta try for the boy!

Heh well I think we could agree that a normal horse probably couldn't pull off the breeches he wears quite so well... I'm flattered that you think of him when you see horsies in the flesh! Huzzah, I've ruined one of the Earth's beautiful creatures for you! >:)

Oh wow, my guy is stepping out of my brain and into other people's subconsciouses... I need to put a leash on him. :P But this was a fun read!

It's very in character Ambroys to try to undercut a rival's self-esteem by framing it as something OTHER people say, but oh no, he'd NEVER say something like that, of course. Mean girl behavior. He does have friends that don't actually like him - and he doesn't like them either. But one needs to have friends for appearance's sake - just one more accessory, really!

OKAY, I think that's everything! Or at least enough for this post, ahah.

Thanks to everyone for your kind words on my not-so-kind character.

Unlike him, I'm really humbled and grateful by the positive reception he's received. I deeply appreciate your kind messages... even when it takes me eons to reply to them, gah.

#my draws #ambroys #amaranthine #asks #technically?#furry #unicorn #some of these are months old i'm so sorry Dx #my excuse this time is that I have what I fear is an RSI developing in my wrist/arm #so I'm trying to limit drawing/typing #alas... just can't catch a break between work and the limits of my weak human form

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beautifulchris · 9 months

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fate brought us together again — 20. embrace

⤷ pairing: bang chan x gn!reader

⤷ synopsis: after spending two years abroad, you come back to the only college that accepted you; the same chris goes to

⤷ genre: smau, college!au, exes to lovers!au, fluff, angst, humor, romance, drama

⤷ tw: swearing, yowon's antics (manipulation and general presence)

⤷ wc: 0,8k under the cut

“I’m telling you they’re gonna love it!” jisung exclaimed, nudging his friend in the arms.

“we’ll see. don’t be weird though when we get there,” warned changbin.

“I'm never weird,” jisung pouted.

the duo walked out of their major’s building and headed to the general building.

yowon, who was waiting by the entrance, slipped inside after the guys left and went to the studio where chris was. she opened the door without bothering to knock.

the noise, however faint, made chris turn around from his computer. he wasn't expecting his friends to be back so soon. when he saw the intruder, his suprised expression turned sour and he immediately got up. it was the first time she came all the way here.

she was wearing a shirt with a v collar and a short skirt. she was pretty, it was undeniable, but her personality spoiled everything.

“what are you doing here?”

ignoring his question, she walked closer. “chan, hey, what are you working on?” her voice was suave.

she was working hard on flirting with him, but all he felt was anger and disgust. it deeply increased after knowing why she was "friends" with you in the past.

“none of your business, yowon. please leave.”

he wondered why after all this time, she'd still try. he had rejected her more times than he could count and yet, she was here, invading his work element.

“come on chan, you won’t even let me hear a snippet of a song? they’re all so good!”

in all honesty, she listened to what, three songs tops? and she couldn't even name them if he asked.

“you can listen to them once they’re out, like everyone else does. now, i’d like for you to leave.” his voice was stern and he was slowly losing patience.

there was a slight change in yowon’s demeanor. “i’m sure you let y/n hear your songs before they were out,” she muttured. she straightened and spoke louder. “are you really still hung up on y/n? they selfishly left you for years and you’ve never got over them? now they’re back and you think they’d get back with you? I don’t understand you, the bitch didn’t—”

“never,” he cut her off, “disrespect y/n like that again.” he wasn't playing.

yowon scoffed. “they don’t deserve you. remember they're the one that left you.”

she turned around, opened the door and made eye contact with you on her way out. she stopped in her tracks.

“of course you’re here. I hate you.” she sent you a death glare and hurriedly left after realizing you weren't alone.

changbin was muttering insults her way until she was out of the building.

“y/n?” chris asked. you put your head in the doorway so you could see him. when his eyes fell on you, they softened.

“hi, chris,” you smiled timidly.

“have you been here for long?”

“enough to know she’s sick,” answered jisung as he walked in. “what did she want this time?”

“same as always. it baffles me that she didn't quit yet. haven't I been clear enough?”

“of course you were, her obsession is terribly toxic and it seems that she has issues dealing with it,” changbin explained, gently pushing you inside the studio before closing the door behind him.

chris turned to you. “I'm sorry you had to witness that.”

“I’m sorry you have to put up with her antics.”

“I can't shake the feeling she has something to do with our break up. am I wrong? she insisted on the fact you left me, like it was her doing. without forgetting our last conversation…”

you sighed, looking down. he was too smart, how could you ever hide things from him?

“we’re gonna give you guys space,” jisung suggested.

“yeah, we’ll wait in the hallway,” added changbin.

“you can stay,” you murmured. “it’s time I tell you guys the truth.” you sat on the leather couch and took a deep breath. “so, as I told chris, yowon was using me to get to him during the few months before I left…”

after you told them what happened before you broke up with chris, the latter sat next to you and put his hand over yours.

“y/n…”

“I can’t believe she would do all this—go this far—just to lose in the end,” jisung said.

“I can,” changbin spat, “some women are scary, man.”

“I would've tried long distance,” chris confessed. you looked up to him, losing yourself in his eyes full of love for you. “if it meant staying with you.”

the boys in the background had enough. they slowly but surely walked back towards the door until they were out of the room. this time, the faint sound of the door went unnoticed by chris.

“they were made for each other,” changbin stated.

the younger nodded and they left the building to join their friends minho and hyunjin in the dance studio, bright smiles adorning their faces. a loud high five could be heard in the distance.

back in the music studio, chris and you shared a long awaited embrace, taking in the warmth of each other and the fact you were finally reunited.

chapter 19 | masterlist | chapter 21

notes: what are we feeling? anyway, FIN. (just kidding)

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seonghwa10ve · 3 months

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Fboy!Taehyun x Nerd-ish!Reader

Content: angst, smut (um..... maybe) ,fluff

A/N: so um.... This is my first fic and I feel really nervous but yeah. Hope you enjoy and please support me❤️.

"Come on, just this once can't you agree to come with me?" Taehyun says a bit too desperately while following you down the hallway.

This is the hundredth time you've rejected him but he won't stop. You stopped your tracks and sighed turning around to look at him "Look, I'm not a fan of parties okay? Besides there are plenty of girls waiting to be asked. I'm not interested."

" Please.... just this once?." He pleaded with a glint of hope in his eyes. You know he won't stop until you agree. He was a fuckboy, of course you were sure he was going to use you .

But it won't hurt saying yes to him right?

"Fine" you agreed while sighing . "What time is the party starting?" You asked him while standing outside the campus trying to resist the urge to take your fingers through his silky looking hair

"At 7 so be ready I'll pick you up" he said with a hint of excitement in his voice "I'm leaving, see you at 7" you said while walking away heading to your apartment just near by the campus so it was only a ten minute walk from there.

Time Skip........

It was actually alot harder than you thought picking out an outfit for the party and to be honest you were quite nervous going to the party.

You were wondering what would happen if you went to the party with Taehyun . What would people think , that you're one of his toys?

You decided to go with a simple flared sky blue dress with a denim jacket and white sneakers (I'm sorry I don't know what the hell I'm doing 😭)

After a few minutes you heard a knock on your door and was not surprised to see Taehyung but he looked ...hot.

"hey.." He broke the silence and he leaned against the door frame while somehow hovering over you with an intense stare.

"h-hi" you stuttered, cursing yourself because you were nervous. "You look beautiful " he complemented you but this time he didn't smirk and he had a genuine smile .

Almost as if he was trying to tell you something but what was it

Your heart skipped a beat and you could sense the tension between the both of you .

"Shall we? " Taehyun said while he held out his hand for you and you hesitated but gave in anyway. When you reached his car he opened the door for you and he went to his seat afterwards.

The car ride was silent apart from the radio on. You turned to face him while studying his features while enjoying the silence but it wasn't awkward, it was..... actually comforting.

"You can take a photo,it will last longer " he said while smirking . You scoffed " Why would I? " You said as you two reached the frat house, hearing loud music a looking at some couple making out at the door. "Because...." he stared at you while leaning in and leaving a small distance between your faces "You like me ... don't you?"

You got flustered and cleared your throat " We should um.....go inside" you told him without sparing him a glance

When you entered with Taehyun you were immediately hit with the stench of cigarettes and beer and not gonna lie but the place smelt horrible . "Taehyun wassup my bro !!" A tall guy appeared with a red solo cup in his hand while he came closer and shook Taehyun's hand .

"Hey , you must be Y/N" he said "And you must be....." You trailed off waiting for him to tell you his name "I'm Yeonjun" he said while handing out his hand for you to shake. "I'll go get us some drinks, what would you like?" He asked "Just some grape juice will be fine" you told him. "I'll be back in a few" he said looking at him get lost in the crowd while you remained with Yeonjun.

"You're Taehyun's girlfriend right" Yeonjun asked , curiosity lingered in his voice." Oh um....no I'm just .... a friend?" You said while questioning yourself . But what were you to him a toy? friend? girlfriend?

Before you could justify your answer Taehyun came back with two drinks in his hands " You're not taking alcohol?" You asked him while said a small thanks to him "No I'm actually going to drive so I need to be sober"

"Oh....I see" you said while trying to find anything else other than standing there awkwardly with him. "Hey Taehyun come play beer pong with us!" Yeonjun yelled " sure!" Taehyun yelled back. "I'll be back " he said while facing you and he left.

You went to the the kitchen and sat on one of the stools "Hey there" you heard someone say behind you. You turned around to face the owner of the voice. "Hi" you said while smiling at him "Do you remember me?" He asked you "Um ..... I think so" you said "I'm Heeseung from class" he said hoping you remember him. " Ohhhhh ... Heeseung I'm sorry I couldn't really recognize you for a bit ,you sit behind me right" you questioned him " yeah."

From Taehyun's view he saw Heeseung flirting with you . You were laughing with him while hitting his arm . He doesn't deserve to see your beautiful smile. He went over to you and Heeseung and before you knew it you were being grabbed and found yourself upstairs in a room . "What the hell Taehyun what is wrong wi-" " Do you like him" he interrupted " no he's my classmate" you said while he stook a few steps near you until your back hit the door "good" was all he said until he pressed his lips on yours.

His lips were sweet and soft like strawberries

He leaned back and he pressed his forehead against yours while he his hands were on your waist " Fuck.... I'm sorry I couldn't help-" this time you kissed him while finding your fingers through his hair. "Shut up and just kiss me" you mumbled on his lips

He lifted you up, signaling you to wrap your legs around his waist as he led you to the bed "Shit, baby you just don't know what you've done to me" he said as you stared at his dark eyes screaming out lust.

He trailed kisses along your neck until he found your sensitive spot "mmh" you hummed while trying to find relief for the problem between your legs . You switched positions with you on top of him while grinding against his hard on "Fuck..... baby stop" Taehyung said while his hands were on your waist to still your movements.

He flipped you two again and he removed his shirt . You quietly admired his toned body while moving your hand to slide it down his abs. "What do you want me to do" he asked while liking his lips " I-I want you to..." You looked away but be forced you to look at him " No no no , baby look at me go on what you do you want me to do" He said while waiting for your answer " I want you to -fuck- to eat me out" you told him .

You removed your dress and unhooked your bra so you only had your underwear on. He leaned forward to kiss you hungrily. Taehyun dipped his head low so that he could suck your right nipple . "Oh ... Mmh fuck!" You moaned while pulling his hair as he pinched your another nipples to give it the same attention. " S-shit I need y-you now please" you begged him and he gladly listened and pulled you panties down while seductively looking at you "aww is my baby wet" you eagerly nodded your head but he wasn't happy with the answer " Baby use your words" " Yes I'm sorry wet for you and only you" you said as he stared at your glistening cunt and he kissed your clit. "Please fuck me" you said but he looked at you and just said " baby I'll fuck you later, daddy first has to have his meal." He said as he licked his lips

This was going to be a long night.....

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#taehyun smut #txt smut #txt post #kang taehyun #taehyun angst #taehyun fluff #txt angst #txt fanfic #txt fluff

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call-me-copycat · 9 months

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Heyoo, I hope your having a great day/night!

Congratulations on 400 followers!! That's a great achievement right there 😁

I was wondering if I could join your writting event? If so, can I please ask for a "Pick a Prompt" for number 8, the characters being present mic and a f!reader? (as in "xreader")

It can be romantic, but can you please avoid any drinking/sexual themes?

If not, it can just be platonic!!

Wish you the best!

Hello! Thank you so much @bingewatchintilldawn for requesting for my writing event! I'm so glad you're here ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧

I'm so sorry for the delay, I do hope you enjoy! Sorry for any grammatical errors as well, it's a little late where I am right now, so I'm a little tired ‪(´•ᴗ• ก )‬՞ ՞

Request for my writing event!

Slot Chosen: Pick-A-Prompt 1

#8: "Why are you hiding behind me? What did you do?"

➜ CHARACTERS: Mic & Fem! Reader (Platonic - I'm sorry, I didn't know how to write this off as romantic)

➜ Word Count: 2230 [I got a little side-tracked with this one, I hope you don't mind (ㅎ.ㅎ ) ]

➜ WARNINGS: Mentions of food, I believe that's it

Students chattered amongst themselves as the day passed by, with conversations ranging from light-hearted compliments, to angered rants, to teasing taunts and the scoffs that would come from the receiving end. It was a relaxing day, one that you were grateful for since that usually meant that there wasn't much work for you to do.

Glancing at the small stack of papers that needed to be organized and stapled so the class can receive them the next day, you sighed before cracking your knuckles and getting right to work.

One might begin to think you were a teacher at UA, what with all that you do, but that wasn't exactly what you were. While you weren't a teacher, you were a teacher aid, tasked with helping and following the orders of whichever teacher called upon you for the day.

It seemed you were doing something new each day, whether that be helping out Snipe with rearranging his books for history class, or answering the students' questions when Eraserhead was sleeping, or even dashing throughout the halls to get a folder to Nezu. It's one of the many reasons why you enjoyed your job so much. Not only was it interesting, but the people were also quite amusing as well. Some more than others.

That was probably the reason behind why you were always offering to help assist Present Mic with his class, often enjoying the thrill of his funky attitude and excitable demeanor. Kind to everyone and ever so intriguing, you felt it was just a little easier to talk to him at times. He wasn't very judgemental (then again, neither were any of the teachers really), and could hold and start any conversation with anyone with ease if he so wished.

Oftentimes a couple of his students would stay behind in his class during lunch and eat there, enjoying the jokes and conversation their teacher brought. It was only a plus to it all that he never really required you to do much work for him. While it seemed he wouldn't be one to do much work or preparing, you couldn't help but notice how each morning a newly stacked pile of papers were always printed and stapled before everyone else had even started. Or how you never had to help grade any papers since they'd all be finished the same day they were turned in. It was one of the many things he never really spoke about but still quietly did in the background.

Thinking back to that fact, you smiled as you found yourself once again not needing to do much work, the stack of papers thin and simply needing to be stapled in groups.

"Sorry it's a bit much today! The printer wasn't workin' on me, so I'm a little behind today. Oh well! Ya live ya learn!"

Turning to the voice coming from the door to the classroom, you smiled as you saw Mic walking through, work bag and a folder in one hand and a water bottle in the other as he fumbled with the door. After getting up and helping hold the door open, you smiled at the "a-thank-you" that you were given as he walked by.

"It's not much really, did you need anything else done today? Or is that it?"

He placed his work items down as he waved his hand at you, "No, no! That's all for today! No need to overwork yourself, I'm no Eraser!", he laughed, enjoying his jab to his good friend while you shuddered. Aizawa was much more strict, and wasn't always keen on having a new face around. While he did have his moments of leniency, they were often overshadowed by the stacks of paper given to grade, or the number of times you had to run down the halls to fulfill the errands he had asked. No, he was indeed no Eraser.

The day ran smoothly, with schoolwork being handed out and students being taught. It was something you hoped you'd reach one day. Until then, being an assistant wasn't too bad.

Debates were common occurrences in his class, seeing as he taught English after all, and not only did they commonly happen, they were sometimes encouraged. 'It's good teaching material', he had told you as the students discussed the pros and cons of having heroes advertise products. There were times when they had to be shut down though, sometimes provoking the wrong kind of passion in the students. And when screaming matches occurred, there wasn't a single soul that challenged the Voice Hero.

UA was certainly a one-of-a-kind school. All the teachers there treated you as an equal despite your lower profession, and each had a unique spark to them. Midnight always loved having you around for her art classes, though there were times where you couldn't handle the risque attitude that she radiated. Vlad was much more professional in a sense, but that never meant be didn't enjoy a good conversation every now and then.

You learned that during breaks Snipe loved to play cards, and that Midnight loved to challenge anyone in anything. Lunch Rush appreciated having company whenever he was cleaning, and Recovery Girl loved to have someone to listen to her stories about her past work. It was a tight-knit community, and although everyone ran under the same set of rules, it couldn't feel more familiar.

The bell rang for lunch, signaling the day to be half-over. Resorting to mindlessly doodling on a piece of paper at the teacher's desk could only ever get you so far before it became redundant. You normally sat at Mic's desk since he rarely ever sat still, always up and walking around the class, or up and down the length of the chalkboard when the students were taking a test. Even then he wasn't completely silent, settling on whistling some jaunty tune he either made up or heard somewhere.

With the class being dismissed, all the students left for the cafeteria for the day, leaving you and Mic to eat your lunch in the teacher's lounge for the day. It was only when you entered that you remembered you had left your lunch at home.

Turning to Mic, who was whistling that same tune to himself once again as he flipped through his planner, you spoke up.

"Hey, I forgot my lunch today at home, do you mind if I run down to the cafeteria to pick something up real quick?"

This caused him to look up, but before he could say anything, a woman's voice cut him off.

"You can have my lunch, honey. I actually just came from the cafeteria so I don't need it."

Midnight walked the rest of the way in and held up a little tray that she had gotten for herself from Lunch Rush. "I couldn't resist, he made my favorite today so I had to go down. Take whatever's in the fridge, I should've left my bento in there from yesterday"

Nodding, you smiled and thanked her as you rummaged through the fridge, finding it empty except for a single bento box in a plastic bag. It didn't look homemade, but rather store bought as the box still had the price sticker on it.

"I'm gonna head off to the office, I need to work out some typos on an assignment before I print it out. You okay with staying here?" Mic questioned as he packed his things and headed to the door.

"I'll be fine, you can go if you need to" Was your answer as you ate your lunch, the bento being an oddly simple one that just consisted of three compartments; one for rice, one for beef, and one for pickled vegetables.

This was the best photo I could find, I hope it helps (=ﾟДﾟ=)

It wasn't something you were used to seeing Midnight eat, as she normally picked bentos that mainly consisted of vegetables, and her go to protein being fish. It was new, but you didn't question it.

Once lunch was finished, you checked the time to see you still had about 20 minutes left to yourself. Taking advantage of what time you had left, you decided to go give Mic a visit, tired of sitting alone in the lounge as Midnight had only come by earlier to grab a cup of coffee.

However, you nearly bumped into a figure that was entering the lounge at the same time you were exiting, the deep "Watch where you're heading" giving you a clue as to who it was before you even saw him.

Looking up and meeting eyes with Aizawa, you hastily apologized and went to leave, only for a single sentence to freeze you in place.

"Who ate my lunch?"

Aizawa was crouched in front of the communal fridge, frowning at the empty shelves before slowly turning to look at where you were frozen in the doorway with one foot out.

Hesitantly, you slid your eyes over to him. As soon as your eyes met you panicked and quickly scuttled out of the lounge, giving him the answer to his question and causing a chase to form.

Dashing throughout the empty halls, you immediately spotted Mic walking down in the opposite direction of where you were headed, casually chatting alongside Cementoss.

"Hey, [Name]! So nice of you to stop by- Whoa, whoa, whoa, why the rush?!" He questioned as you quickly made your way over to him, only to position yourself right behind him and attempt to use him as a human shield of sorts.

Just the same, his question was answered as an annoyed Eraserhead stomped his way to where the three of you were standing.

"I just want to talk to her-"

"It wasn't me!" You retaliated, trying to weasel yourself out of this mess.

"Okay, okay, why are you hiding behind me? What did you do?" Mic was beyond confused, having been forcefully tugged into the situation.

"She ate my lunch, that's what she did" Aizawa answered, an agitated tone to his voice. "The one day I actually bring some food to eat, and it's gone"

"N-no, I... "

Aizawa raised an eyebrow and silently waited for your answer, never one to raise his voice or cut someone off to argue. His belief was to just let the person try and fail to explain themselves, causing them to dig themselves into their own hole without him having to retaliate.

Mic then thought back to what Midnight had told you earlier, suddenly understanding what had occurred.

"Ah, man, it looks like ya caught me Shouta"

You, Cementoss, and Aizawa all turned to look at Mic with a confused expression, the situation growing even more complex at the sudden confession.

Rubbing the back of his neck, he continued, "I'll pay you back, promise, just don't go blaming her. Y'know, maybe you should've labeled your lunch in the first place, then we wouldn't be here, now would we?"

Aizawa scowled at his friend's cheeky tone, throwing his hands in the air. "You know what? I'm not going to stand here and argue about the food." Turning and beginning to walk away, he muttered just loud enough for you all to hear, "I'm going to take a nap, don't disturb me"

You watched Aizawa's retreating figure disappear down the hallway, possibly to his class, and turned to Mic. He spoke before you could get a word out, "Now that that's taken care of, let's get back to work, shall we?", right before bidding Cementoss a temporary goodbye.

Walking down the halls, you still had to ask him why he had taken the blame, especially knowing he'd be getting an earful as soon as school got out.

"Oh, none of that! No need to get so worried about me, I've been annoying everyone here since I first started working." He slipped one hand into his pocket as the other held a folder and a clipboard for his teacher-ly duties. "Did I ever tell you about the time I put plastic wrap across the door frame, only for Nemuri to walk right into it?" He laughed out loud as he spoke, clearly enjoying the memory that was brought back to him.

"Man, she was pissed! I had to hightail it out of there if I wanted to see the next morning sunrise! Y'know, I ought to ask her if she remembers that, cause I sure do! "

You chuckled alongside him, happy to have such a kind, yet intuitive coworker... No, friend. Yeah, it was nice to be surrounded by such charismatic people you could call your friends.

There was just one thing you needed to do.

Aizawa scowled as he walked through the halls towards the teacher lounge, hoping that at least no one stole his rice koji packets. Those were strictly his, at the very least.

Honestly, this was my best guess as to what it is that he eats ┐⁠(⁠‘⁠～⁠`⁠;⁠)⁠┌

Opening the fridge though, he was met with a surprise.

Inside was a plastic bag with his name on it, in handwriting that was clearly not his. Opening it revealed the same bento he had bought from the store, only this was a new one. Alongside it, was a note:

"Sorry for eating your lunch. I didn't know it was yours. Hope this repays for the mistake.

Till next time, [Name]"

Aizawa smiled.

He knew it was you the whole time.

Thank you again for requesting! I really appreciate you taking the time to do so! Please have a lovely day ( ⑉¯ ꇴ ¯⑉ )ﾂﾝﾂﾝ

*A little side note: I think writing for Present Mic is actually very fun. I love his character a lot! ʕ ◦`꒳´◦ʔ

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fishsticksloser · 1 year

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Could you maybe do a donnie x fairy reader here the story y/n was flying around the city until they spotted the turtles and follow them to their lair when donnie saw a little glowing thing in his lair he decided to capture it and find out was it is

Fairy Tale Dream

Donnie + gn!reader

Warnings: kidnapping?, hostage situation?, stalking?, Donnie and Shelldon fluff :)

A/N: I am so sorry if this is weird. Fairies are a kind of Yo'kai in this.

You were flying around New York City, exploring the big city. You see 4 beings that were reminded you of other Yo'kai in the Hidden City. But what were they doing here without disguising themselves. You flew closer, wanting to get know what they are. Turtles. They were turtles. You buzzed by the purple one, he was talking about some type of tech they had found.

"What was that?" He asks, following where you had been.

"What was what?" The red one questions.

"Something just flew past." Purple frowned.

"Donnie, are you seeing things?" Blue snorts.

"I am not seeing things..." He huffs, messing around on his wrist tech.

"You followed them from a distance, not wanting Purple to see you again. They go through abandoned alleys and into an abandoned train station. The 4 turtles went their separate ways. You decided to follow Purple, he seemed to be working on something interesting.

"Shelldon..." Donnie sighs. "Scan it, please."

"On it!" A robotic voice calls. "While I'm working on it, here is the security camera footage, it caught something on your way in."

"I'll check it out." He sits in his chair and rolls over to his computer. "Any idea what it is?"

"It was really small, hard to see." The robotic voice responds. "I can scan it when I'm done."

"Okay, let me know." Donnie pulls his shell off. You did find it weird that his shell was a lot different from the others, but you realized that it was a protector for his real shell. "I'll be working on some upgrades."

You see a small drone fly over to him, Donnie raises his hand the the drone floats into his lap. He pats the drones head and you can hear the drone purr. He places a tech stick up on the table and starts to work on it.

"Done!" The robot says. "Starting scan on the security breach."

Donnie continued working, taking the stick apart and messing with the gears inside.

"Here's a freeze frame of the breach." Shelldon puts the picture on the computer screen. "From my research... It looks to be a fairy of some kind."

"Fairies don't exist, Shelldon." Donnie points out. "Isn't it in here? Maybe we can ask it."

"I'm not sure if it's still here..." Shelldon admits. "It's too small for me to be able to track."

"Don't worry, I'll get you an upgrade, for now I'll see what I can do with this."

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You left and came back to their place pretty often, interested in what the purple turtle was working on. He had focused on the new tech he got, but now was working on something else. It was small... compared to his size anyways, quite large compared to you.

"I think its done..." Donnie holds it up. It's a cage... "What do you think, Shelldon?"

"It's totally awesome, D."

"Now let's put it in place."

You followed, wanting to know where it is so you didn't accidently run into it. Suddenly you run into bars, too focused on the turtle to see it. Another cage, which you had conveniently found yourself in. The door shut and locked behind you.

"Gotcha!" The purple uses robotic arms to get the cage down. He takes you back to the lab and sets the cage down. "Shelldon?"

"Scanning!"

"What are you?"

"Yo'kai!" You answer.

"Yo'kai? You're awfully small for a Yo'kai." He frowns.

"Aren't you a Yo'kai?" You ask. "Yo'kai come in all shapes and sizes!"

"I'm not a Yo'kai... I was made by a Yo'kai..." Donnie rolls his eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" You question.

"Draxum made a ooze stuff and made my brothers and I for war." Donnie shrugs. "Anyways... I've never seen a Yo'kai like you. What exactly are you?"

"A fairy?" You try. "We're a subspecies of Yo'kai."

"Why are you here? Why did you follow us?"

"I was curious... I've never seen any Yo'kai or anything like you on the surface so openly."

"That's kind of a poor excuse, but okay."

"Can you let me out now?"

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the-fiction-witch · 10 months

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Afraid Of Me

Media TMR

Character Newt

Couple's Newt X Marie & Newt X Reader

Rating Sweet + Abusive

Requested:

I just had a master idea come into my head for a writing request. The plot line would go something like there are two girls in the Glade (this is a Newt x Y/n) and basically Newt dates the other girl and she is quite abusive towards him. And when he finally gets over her and starts dating Y/n, they sit in her hut one day and he does something (or makes a mistake or something) and he basically braces himself for Y/n to hit him. And then the ending is all like

fluff and cute and all that 🤭😄🙏🏼👍🏼

Warnings - Physical Abuse, Mental Abuse, Gaslighting, Abusive relationship, suicide, self harm, emotional manipulation

I stood doing my work and keeping an eye on the time as I worked on things,

“Newt!” my body froze up and I even dropped my hoe onto the grass

“Y-yes Marie” I answered picking it up and turning to see her standing there

"I told you I wanted us to have lunch together"

"Oh is it lunchtime already?"

"No, my lunch break is over"

"Oh no, I'm sorry Marie I lost track of time"

"Whatever" she sighed marching off back to work

"No Marie please I didn't mean to -" I began trying to follow her

"Enough, I don't wanna hear it newt" she snapped "Go back to work"

"You sure you're okay?'

"I'm fine" she snapped I have her cheek a kiss but she didn't respond heading back to work so I went back to work too.

When I was finally done with work I skipped dinner and just headed to Marie's little hut in the deadheads hoping for a snuggle but when I arrived I noticed how she was crying

"Marie, what's the matter?"

"You know what you did!'

"I don't I swear please just tell me what's wrong?" I asked her

"You're always like this! You always just play down these things like how I feel isn't important"

"Whatever I did Marie I'm sorry, just tell me and I'll fix it"

"You know I don't like eating lunch on my own! You promised you'd come to sit with me every day" she explained "Do you have any idea how horrible it is being the only girl surrounded by boys"

"You're not the only girl there's y/n?"

"That's not the point! You promised you would"

"I'm sorry Marie I really am it just got away from me, you know I don't leave you alone on purpose, maybe you should come to get me when it's lunchtime so I don't forget"

"Well, I would think you wouldn't forget your promises!"

"I haven't forgotten -"

"It's fine! I didn't realise that just sitting with me is such a chore! Maybe I should just run off into the maze as it's obvious you don't want to spend time with me"

"Marie of course I want to spend time with you" I told her "your my girlfriend I love you, and I want to spend every moment with you. I'm sorry I’m just stupid and I forget things," I told her wrapping my arms around her to try and comfort her "You know that don't you?"

"It doesn't feel like it" she says digging her nails into my arms and forcing me away

"Okay, I'm sorry I should do better I'm sorry I really am Marie I'll do better I promise"

"That's what you always say"

"And I mean it," I told her "Hey? Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

She smiled a moment stroking my cheek but she slapped me hard "owww!"

"Just leave me alone newt"

"Alright, I'll give you your space," I told her going to leave her alone but I fell to the floor as she had thrown something not sure what at the back of my head forcing me to the floor as she came and kicked and punched me between her tears

"Why would you leave me alone when I'm clearly upset! You just don't care, do you? You don't care about my emotions!"

"You told me to leave you alone!' I complained

"You should know I don't wanna be alone when in upset! Why can't you be a good boyfriend and say oh no I'll stay Marie because you’re upset and I love you and care for you and what you to feel better"

"Okay! I'm sorry I'm sorry! I'm a bad boyfriend I should do better I should know that I'm sorry!"

"Just leave me alone newt!" She yells running to her hammock to loudly cry

"But you just said you didn't want to be alone-"

"Maybe I should just run into the maze where no one could find me, no one cares about me"

"Marie you know I care about you-"

"Just go newt!"

I did my best as I sat at the table to hide my bruises I know they weren't that bad but I didn't want anyone to see any way they wouldn't understand I sat with Marie beside me y/n across from us and Minho and Thomas near the end of the table all of us chatting as we sipped our moonshine, I felt somewhat distant from the conversation between Minho, Thomas and y/n. I don't know how but I always kinda felt excluded Marie made a point to make herself different and kinda take herself back from everyone I guess that just continues to me sometimes too.

"How are the strawberries coming newt?" Y/n asks clearly attempting to bring me into the conversation which did make me feel better and the two of us chatted for a good while given I worked in the gardens and she works in the kitchens we had a close relationship even if we didn't see each other much, and honestly, I didn't talk to y/n a lot anymore I know how it made Marie feel which is what made our conversation stop short as Marie just got up and left

"Sorry I uhh" I said quickly getting up and following her back to her hut where we locked the door

“I hope you had fun!”

“What do you mean?”

“With y/n”

“Marie, it’s okay you have no need to be worried it’s just y/n”

“Ohh so I should be worried?”

“What no!”

“Why should I be worried? Is this what goes on when I’m at work?”

“No! Nothing goes on. Don’t you trust me?” “Ohhh so I’m the jealous controlling girlfriend now, that's what you tell y/n that I’m just a stupid jealous girl”

“I haven’t said anything to her, we were just talking about the gardens that's all. If you’d just gotten involved in the conversation you’d have known that”

“So it’s my fault!” she screamed picking up a rock and hurling it at my head for a moment flooring me “I told you I don’t want you talking to her!”

“She’s my friend-”

“I’m your girlfriend!”

“She’s one of only sixty people here, I knew her for a year before you came up what do you expect me to do Marie?”

“Fine. I see how it is. You like her more then me”

“No Marie of course not. You know I love you”

“I should just go, you’ll be happier with her. You don’t love me. You’re just gonna cheat on me anyway”

“I’m not going to cheat on you I promise. Marie please you have to have some faith in me, don’t you love me?”

“Ohh that is so manipulative! Because I love you, you should just be allowed to do whatever you want!” she yelled, she said a lot more about how horrible a boyfriend I was but I couldn’t hear much of it most of it not sinking in between her kicks and punches

“Okay! Okay! I’ll stop talking to her! I’ll not leave you alone! I’ll do whatever you want to make you happy” I cried

“I shouldn’t have to ask you! You shouldn’t need to be told the bare minimum!” she yelled

“Okay! I’m sorry I’m sorry!”

I finished up work and headed into the deadheads towards Marie’s hut skipping dinner as usual as I didn’t want to leave her alone too long but when I arrived I noticed she had a runners pack and was gathering things up around her hut

“Marie, what’s going on?”

“I’m leaving.”

“Le-Leaving! What are you talking about?”

“I can’t live like this anymore newt. I’m just sick of everything I’m leaving”

“Wh-where are you going to go?”

“Into the maze, if I can’t find a way out I’m just going to die”

“Marie no! Please- just stay just stay one more month I promise we’ll do everything we can to-”

“No! I’m going” she says “Get your things”

“What- Marie… I wanna stay here.”

“You’re not coming with me?”

“Don’t you love me?”

“Of course, I love you but… I don’t want to leave the glade.”

“Fine! Then I’ll go without you” she says taking her bag I tried to talk her out of it all the way to the doors but she wouldn’t listen.

“Marie Please don’t do this”

“If you loved me, you’d come with me, Come on let's go.”

“....No.”

“What?”

“No Marie, I don’t want to go with you”

“Fine! You’re a dick!” She just left running off without me. I sat and waited by the doors hoping she’d to her senses and come back but surely enough the doors closed, I waited by the doors all night in the hope she’d come back but nothing. Minho even let me go out a couple of days to look for her but we never found anything.

I sat on the log by the fire on my third moonshine of the night “Hey? You doing okay?” Y/n asks as she came to sit with me

“Yeah sorry -” I began wiping my eyes

“Newt it's okay, I’m sorry about Marie”

“It’s okay. I’ll be alright”

“Well you need anything you know where” she smiled “Come here” she smiled giving me a tight hug for a moment I didn’t move but I couldn’t help myself hugging her tightly and inhaling her sweet scent

“Thank you y/n”

“You’re welcome,” she smiled, heading out to the rest of the bonfire.

It had been almost a year since Marie ran off and the scars she left me with still hadn’t healed both real and emotional I had slowly gotten myself over it all even if there were still nights I found myself unable to stop crying but things had gotten better, I reconnected with so many of my friends and even started a new relationship y/n and I hung out so much more since Marie left and I felt so happy spending time with her, she was always so sweet to me. I sat by the fire moonshine in one hand my other hand on Y/n’s waist her head on my chest as we cuddled up by the fire she gave me a gentle playful poke “Yeah?” I asked and she tugged my arm so I brought the moonshine jar to her lips letting her have a sip till she nods so I took it away “Ahh?” I asked opening my mouth she smiled and brought her chicken stick to my mouth so I took one “Thank you”

“You’re welcome” she smiled nuzzling a little closer I smiled down at her and she happily smiled back giving my lips a little kiss before she nuzzled back into my neck we chatted sharing our stuff for a good while until it got fairly late

“Did you want me to walk you back to your hut?”

“That’d be nice newt, if you like you’re more than welcome to come for a snuggle?”

“Really?”

“Yeah come on” she smiled getting up and tugging my hand to pull me up with her I happily got up and we headed to her hut hand in hand sitting on her little bed together snuggling and often kissing “Oww” she complained as I had squeezed her a little too hard

“Ohh I’m so sorry Y/n” I quickly told her moving away to put space between us

“It's okay” she smiled closing the gap I made between us “Just not so hard okay?”

“Okay” I nodded and soon enough we returned to our cuddle now making out heavily, often tossing and rolling over on the bed until we hit the floor

“Owww!”

“Oh my god- I’m so sorry y/n I’m so sorry” I quickly told her shuffling myself into the corner and holding my arms close to my body

“Newt? Are you okay?” she asks coming to sit beside me and gently setting her hand on my shoulder

“I’m fine”

“It’s okay you didn’t hurt me, it’s okay.” she reassured

“You sure?”

“Of course, I’m worried about you are you okay?”

“Yeah yeah I’m fine” I answered moving away again

“Newt? Are you afraid of me?”

“I mean…”

“Why would you be afraid of me?”

“Well, aren’t you going to shout at me? Or hit me? Kick me?”

“...W-why would I hurt you?”

“Because I hurt you. I messed up.”

“Newt we fell off the bed. It's not your fault. It was an accident”

“You’re really not gonna do anything? You're not going to shout at me? Say I don’t love you?”

“Of course not,” she says “Why on earth would I ever do anything like that to you,” she says “... Did Marie use to do that to you?”

I nodded

“Could you let me see?”

I was nervous but I let her see the scars of my relationship with Marie and it brought her to tears

“Ohh newt, you poor thing. Why didn’t you ever say she was treating you like this?”

“I didn’t know any better. I thought that how relationships were”

“Ohh newt, I love you” she says hugging me tightly “You are loved. By all the boys too we all care about you so much we’d never let her treat you like that if we knew”

“You- you won’t hit me?”

“Of course not never.”

“Or kick me?”

“No, Absolutely not”

“You won’t scream and shout, tell me off for talking to people?”

“No, you talk to whoever you want to.”

“You won’t shout at me for missing lunch together?”

“I mean I’ll be mad if I find out your skipping meals. But if you want to lunch with the boys or on your own that's fine. I can’t say I won’t ever get mad at you but I promise you I will never hurt you” she explained being gentle and careful to hug me

“You promise?”

“I promise I love you very much newt and together we’ll work on getting these healed” she says “And all those internal ones up here too,” she says tapping my head

“Okay” I nodded “That sounds nice, I love you very much y/n I’m sorry-” “You have nothing to apologize for, come on let's get tucked up. You can stay here tonight”

“You- You’ll let me stay?”

“Of course we can get cosy and cuddle up till work tomorrow” she smiled sitting on the bed and patting beside her so I happily wiped my tears and sat with her.

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csigeoblue · 10 months

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Double Date Part 2 - Roy Kent x Platonic!Reader (Ted Lasso)

A/N: Roy being the bestest friend and keeping you safe. Part 1 It was pretty late when you made it inside Nelson Road. You kept your hoodie up to try to cover as much of your face as you could. Grateful the guy who lived in the Stadium let you in the door after you mentioned Roy's name without asking any questions Walking through the tunnels with the lights flickering only enhanced your sense of dread. You couldn't shake the feeling of being watched even though you knew no one else was there at this time of night. While you didn't have a good plan, you knew you could hide in the boot room since it had the most privacy and leave through the tunnels in the morning before the team arrived.

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Yeah you could've called Roy but it was late and you didn't want to put him out over this. He'd told you a thousand times that Luke was bad news but you swore up and down he wasn't anything other than a gentleman. What a liar you turned out to be. By the time you made it inside to the boot room, your adrenaline had faded. You finally felt safe and curled up on the floor behind the boot wall.

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When Will showed up in the morning, he was ready to tackle the day. Although he never quite won over Nate Shelley while he was around, the Greyhounds had been very receptive to his little improvements he'd made to Nate's processes. Because of this he liked to start off the day in the locker room reviewing everything he'd set out the night before and sprayed a lavender scent there and in the boot room to start the day off right. Not today though. Upon entering the boot room, he knew something was off. There were dirt tracks left on his floor! He followed them cautiously around the corner of the boot wall to find... you. fast asleep. Oh wait are those scrapes on your face?! Blood? Oh dear. Will checked his watch and knew that the coaches should be here any minute. For now, you didn't show any signs of waking but the room was chilly so he took towel and laid it gently around you in case you were cold. With that he left the room as quietly as he could to find Roy ideally but Ted would do too.

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"Ey, uh.. Coach Kent?" Roy continued ignoring Will who'd stood at his door for 5 minutes already before saying anything.

"Coach, Sorry to disturb you so soon after you've arrived but you're needed in the Boot Room." Will fumbled his way through the sentence but he finally got Roy's attention.

"Why the fuck would I need to go to the fucking smellyarse Boot Room first the in the fucking morning?" Roy didn't yell but Will was nodding along polite as he is. He took a deep breathe and finally told the whole truth.

"Because I found your friend Y/F/N Y/L/N in there asleep when I came in this morning with her face a little cut up. Coach, I think she spent the night here."

Roy was up and out of his chair before Will could even finish his sentence once he said you were the reason he was needed in the boot room. Fuuucking hell. What did that prick do to you?

His answer came shortly after that thought as you started mumbling and twitching in your sleep.

He had been just so angry that evening. Ever since that double date, things got worse. He was mean and a little picky before but that night when you arrive home he slammed the door and turned on you, shoving you to the ground. You felt your heart leap into your throat afraid that he would come back so you locked yourself in the bathroom until he went to bed.

"You fucking bitch, you tried to upstage me with your friends huh?" CRASH. There goes the lamp from your coffee table falling into pieces on the floor.

"No no, that wasn't it. I didn't want them to think you were mean when you called your trainees idiots is all. I was trying to fix it. I'm sorry I'm sorry."

"You think I'm mean? You were trying to fix me? I am the best damn thing to ever happen to you. Where would you be without me?" CRASH except this time the glass he threw at the wall was too close to your face and the some shards ricocheted off the wall scraping your face a bit. It was in that moment that you woke up with a start arms flailing, knocking the blanket Will had draped over you away.

"Don't touch me!" Roy's heart broke as he watched you take in your surroundings as you realized you weren't in that horrid memory but at Nelson Road with him in front of you arms up in surrender.

He stayed right where he was as you took deep breathes to try to calm your breathing but it wasn't working. Your panic was increasing instead of subsiding. As you dropped your head on your knees and wrapped your arms around your legs to form a ball, Roy sat down next to you taking you under his arm so you were curled up against him. He texted Keeley.

RK: Y/N is here. It's bad. I don't car what she says she can't go back to that prick. He hurt her. She's going to stay with us for a bit. That okay w u?

KJ: Ofcourse love! Fuck that piece of shit. Do you need me to come there?

RK: Not yet, I've got them for now. Can you ready the guest room just in case? *Keeley reacted with a heart emoji.

Roy smlied at his phone and then pulled you closer.

"Fuck that guy. Fuck what happened. I'm here and you're safe."

#fanfiction #fanfic #ted lasso #ted lasso fanfiction #roy kent #will the kitman #keeley jones #tw abuse #roy kent fanfic #roy kent fanfiction #roy kent x reader #roy kent fic

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destinyleclerc · 1 year

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Vulnerability

Max Verstappen x Reader

summary: enemies to lovers, max and y/n sorting out their shit together after she finally beats him in a race.

"In P3, Y/N L/N drives past the chequered flag!!! Her first podium since making her F1 debut earlier this year! Now it appears that Max Verstappen is taking a break from winning! He's landed in P7!" David Croft declared loudly. The British Grand Prix ended with Charles Leclerc in the first place and Fernando Alonso in second. Y/N was proud of her performance; she and Charles both won points for Ferrari and were finally given the opportunity to compete in the constructors' championship.

Most importantly, Y/N enjoyed the fact that she received a podium because Max did not. When she joined Formula One, the two had a tense relationship and were fiercely competitive. Yet, it's not like she was ever a top contender. Due to this, the rivalry puzzled both fans and teammates. At times, even Y/N was confused by it. But deep down, she was aware of her feelings for the Dutch driver, however she decided to disregard them. And as a result, she developed a strong hatred for him.

"Well, Y/N, your first podium in Formula One! What are your thoughts?" During the post-race press conference, the interviewer questioned her. A passionate grin grew across her face as she turned to face Charles to her left. "Ah! I mean, I wasn't expecting it so fast, but this was a terrific result for Ferrari. So, yes, I am quite pleased, and I'd love to have more of these podiums in the future."

As more questions were asked and answered, it came down to the final question of the night. "L/N, given you and Max's on-and-off-track rivalry......" As his name was spoken, Y/N got butterflies, and her train of thinking veered away. Until she was abruptly brought back to reality. "Y/N?" Charles nudged her leg softly with his. "I'm sorry, what was the question?"

"With you and Max's rivalry, I was wondering how you are feeling since you have finally beaten him in a race," the interviewer said again.

"I'm feeling really good about it." She giggled faintly as she responded.

She enjoyed the fact that she finished ahead of him. That meant he'd pay her more attention. And Y/N craved it.

The post-race press briefings were finally over, and the drivers returned to their hotel. She spoke with Charles while they stood in the elevator.

"I don't understand." He said this while amused.

She smiled as she turned to face him. "Understand what?"

"I don't understand how you and Max dislike each other and yet you're put on the same hotel floor. This sort of thing happens all the time."

"I know! I promise you, if I could change it, I would. Oh, and speaking of floors, this is mine." She exited the elevator, and the two teammates exchanged short goodbyes. Y/N couldn't remember her room number, so she murmured it under her breath. "2-1-3, 2-1-3, 2-1-3." She heard a loud thump as she passed by a door. She returned to the front of the door, turning her head.

She pressed her hand to the doorknob, seconds from the attempt to open it. It's probably locked anyway. She thought to herself as she drew her hand back. But what if someone is injured? The thought made the decision for her; she twisted the knob, and the door, surprisingly, was not locked. Y/N cautiously opened the door and peered inside. During the entire size of the room, she saw nothing but darkness. Except when light from the corridor shined into the room, allowing her to see who was sitting at the end of the bed. Their head was perched on their palms, which also concealed their face. Was this person crying?

"Hello?" She spoke quietly. The person looked up, surprised at the unexpected company. It was still dark, but Y/N didn't need to see the person's face to figure out who it was.

It was Max.

He sprang up quickly and shut the door behind her, turning on the light. "Y/N? What are you doing here?" He moved a few steps away from her, attempting to hide the dried tears on his face. Yet it was pointless. Because Y/N happened to see hat he had been crying and she saw the object that had caused the loud noise, which was scattered around the floor.

"Are you all right?" She asked, entirely ignoring his own question.

"What does it matter to you?" Max gave a gruff response before starting to sweep up the strewn objects on the ground. An excuse to avoid looking at me. Y/N considered. "It doesn't matter to me. I'm just trying to keep my only good opponent on the grid from quitting just because he didn't win one race."

Max scoffed and rose from his crouching position. He stood directly in front of her, making eye contact. "I'm not going anywhere. You happy?"

Y/N shook her head and laughed to herself. Making him slightly confused. "Then why are you so frustrated? You came seventh, isn't that good enough?"

Max stared at her blankly, before he answered simply. "No. It isn't."

His answer made her laugh yet again.

"What? You enjoy seeing me fail just so you can feel better about yourself? is that it?" He retorted.

"I do. Yes."

Max closed the gap between them, only inches apart from her. It made her heart beat ten times faster. "You're pathetic." He whispered.

"Same goes to you."

He pushed her up against the wall and kissed her rather harshly. He pulled away for air, "I still hate you."

As they made out with a fiery passion, Y/N overthought everything and pulled away. "No, no, no, this shouldn't be happening. You're just using me as a distraction." She turned away from him and stood there for a minute. Trying to process everything. Until she heard sobs coming from behind her.

She turned back around and saw Max sitting up against the bed with his hand held up to his mouth to lessen his sobs.

"Max..." Y/N uttered.

He controlled his crying and looked up at her with bloodshot eyes. "I am sorry. I really am. I just- when I don't win a race my dad gets really bad and gives me a lot of stress. I didn't want to take it out on you."

She nodded her head in understanding. "I think it's best if I go." After she said that, she turned to walk out the door. But he softly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back in. "Wait- there is something that I need to tell you. And then you can leave and you never have to talk to me again."

She sighed, "Ok."

"I never hated you. I found you interesting and unique. I even told my father about what I thought of you. But because of how highly he prioritises my racing, he told me to get over it, and that you would only distract me. He said that I should see you as an enemy."

"Max I-"

"No, shut up, let me continue. Anyway, so after all of that, I blamed you for my liking towards you. Instead of myself. But now, I want that. I want these distractions in my life so that I can finally be free of my dad's grasp."

Y/N then realized something. Something she wished that she had noticed before. Max could tell that she knew something. She felt his breath fan across her ear as he whispered something to her.

"Say what's on your mind."

She took a deep breath and whispered back, "You don't like losing races because of him..."

"Correct."

"I liked you as well. I tried hiding it and it made me hate you. So we have similar situations." She blurted. Not wanting to hold in the truth anymore as well.

The two stared deeply at each-other. Suddenly having a stronger understanding of one another and a deeper connection. Max leaned in, his breath now gave her butterflies. "Can I kiss you again?" He asked quietly. Yes. She so desperately wanted to say yes. She had craved his touch for so long.

"Fuck it." She said before pushing him onto the bed and kissing him like her life depended on it.

Because it did.

If you liked this, I am also putting my imagines under my Wattpad which is @pissticks (don't ask)

#f1 #red bull f1 #formula 1 #max verstappen #max verstappen imagine

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thefrenchydude · 1 month

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Some news

Hello everyone!

I would like to apologize for my absence. I've been quite busy lately and haven't had time to do what I wanted to do. The request I wanted to answer is still not finished and I haven't made that much progress on chapter 4. I'm truly sorry. But now that I've got two weeks to rest ahead of me, I intend to do what I love and finish what I set out to do.

Also, I'd like to talk about the VN and everything I've done so far:

About the game:

Firstly, I've written and coded some of the first part of the game, I still have to correct it, complete it, change a few things (and I'd like to implement an inventory and level system in this game, but I don't know how yet.).

The different routes:

Wukong and Macaque: The first two chapters have been implemented in the game.

No choice yet to change the story.

Arthur (temporary name) -a tiger demon-:

Chapter 1 completed

Combat phase (in progress)

Start of chapter 2 (in progress)

M??n Wuk?ng: A hidden path which is not fully developed as yet in the game.

The tea house and sauna routes are still not finished and doesn't have yanderes yet. I think for the tea house it could be a dragon and for the sauna I really have no idea right now :')

The game will have three main paths (triggered by a choice at the start of the game):

Murderous Lust (you're with Lex and you follow the story)

Variant 1 (Lex is dead and you're working with the Facility for Mother)

Variant 2 (Lex wants you dead and you're tracked by the Facility for having betrayed Mother)

About the art:

It was a lot more complicated than I thought. First of all, I needed a furry artist at all costs (Wukong, macaque, ect… are demons with anthropomorphic designs, so a furry artist was the best option). I spent several afternoons looking for artists. On Discord, Twitter, Furafinity… It was so long and complicated. Either their style didn't match my project, or their commission were closed, or I couldn't trust them.

After a while, I found someone. I wasn't totally convinced by his style -although it was beautiful, I wasn't sure it would go well with my VN-. We started talking, he seemed interested… then nothing. With no response even after more than a week, I decided to give up and turn to another artist. So off I went again in search of an artist. Later, I found one. His style appealed to me and everything seemed okay with him. HOWEVER, there is something that I always do, I check all the artist's network. 1 - Because I like to do so and to know more about the person I can work with. 2- Because I don't want to work with a jerk. AND THIS ONE, it was a true specimen. He left hate messages on other artists' accounts and I even found homophobic messages he'd left under the account of someone who'd asked him for commissions. I ran away from this creep.

And the more I searched, the more I lost hope of finding someone for this project. Maybe I was only going to be able to make a VN without art… I didn't like that idea at all, but if I couldn't find anyone, I had no choice.

Defeatist, I gave myself one last afternoon of searching. If I still couldn't find anyone, I was going to have to make up my mind. And then I came across an artist whose style attracted me. His works were beautiful and the more I searched through his accounts, the more I liked this person.

So I went ahead and contacted him, I was so stressed about getting a negative response or no response at all. But the artist got back to me. He's a really cool guy and he draws so fucking good ijnreijnevineinzijnoznfiojfnipnlckd.

The first commission should be ordered early this month. I'm so happy to have finally found the perfect artist for the job!

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One rather important question: Will there be any NSFW? After a lot of thought, yes. There will be scenes like that in the game.

Sorry again for the absence, but I'm very busy with the VN. Thanks to everyone who sends me love through questions or private messages, I love you! It really makes me feel great and I can't thanks y'all enough for that.

#lmk mk #monkie kid #fiction #yandere wukong #murderous lust #yandere #visual novel

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ahgasegotarmy116 · 18 days

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Heyy!! Ive been reading just take it, I actually binge read it for the whole day, and oh my god, the story is too good. I'm loving the characters and the plot and everything!! In love with jungkook tbh, he is so caring and daddy coded, so whipped for him 🤭

I have a question for jungkook though!!

Kookie, is jina your real daughter? I mean I know you love her from your heart, but I'm in doubt on where she is your real daughter or not. Since we still unknown of who her mother is. Maybe I'm guessing that your wife fucked someone else behind your back and got pregnant, but she lied and said that she is pregnant with you? Idk. I'm just guessing it, would love to know.

I'm in love with you, daddy 🫣

Ahh thank you so much love!

I'm so happy you're liking the story so far! You're so sweet 🥹 I'm whipped for him too 🤭

Alright let's see what he has to say...

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Kookie huh? Cute.

Jina is my real daughter and I'm quite surprised to see that you would think otherwise. Although anything is possible since no one really knows much about my relationship with her mother.

She very well could have cheated on me but just from looking at Jina I can tell that she's mine. We share too many of the same features and if I really doubted it I would've asked for a paternity test.

Jina's mother and I got married after we graduated high school and had Jina a few years after that. We were still very much in love back then so I highly doubt she was cheating on me at the time.

Once we had Jina though something changed in her. It was as if she didn't want anything to do with me or Jina.

It seemed as if she hated being a mother right from the start and there was nothing I could do to make things easier for her.

By the time Jina was one I was a divorced single father with full custody of her and her mother was no where to be found.

Sure she came around to give her presents every once in a while but from my point of view she was her biological mother in name only and nothing more.

Sometimes she would come over when Jina was still very young and Jina wouldn't even recognize her because she had been gone for so long. She would cry and reach out to me to take her from her mother's arms. It was a heartbreaking scene for all of us.

She stopped coming around for a while after that.

I'm sorry I seem to have gotten off track but the bottom line is yes, Jina is my daughter. I hope this all answered your questions but if you'd like to you can always send me more.

I love you too baby x

-Jungkook

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I also answered some similar questions about Jungkook and Jina's mother's relationship here if you wanna check that out too! It's what my answers for this ask are based off of 💜

#jungkook fanfic #jungkook #fanfic #just take it #just take it ask #just take it character ask #ask

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