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mamayan · 9 months

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Hi there, how are u? It's me, anon 🌲. Do you write specific scenarios? Like, someday, the crush of Shigaraki/Dabi/Spinner is on LOV hideout and Muscular starts flirting with her (but she was visibly bothered) and when she tries to leave, Muscular pulls her into a forced kiss and after that she shows disgust and finally manages to physically leave. I wonder how they would react. (Btw, I really like your writing, thanks for accepting my other request).

Hello Anon 🌲, hope you’re doing well 💕 I absolutely will do a specific scenario! I’m feeling mini blurbs right now, so we’ll go with that!

Warnings: NONE!

Tag list: @sharpcheddarcheese

Shigaraki Tomura

He was originally not mindful of Muscular’s behavior, the villain familiar with the other’s straight forward and albeit different way of interacting with others. He knew you could handle yourself, confident that Muscular wouldn’t be trying to start any fights and ruin their hideout or something ridiculous.

He didn’t account for other intentions though. Truly not even fathoming that Muscular was trying to seduce you.

You. His.

Your back was to him across the bar, Muscular’s towering form standing in front of you with his arms crossed and smirk on his sharp features. Tomura mindlessly acknowledged his interaction with you, looking up from his switch momentarily to take in your pretty form from behind in. Never mind how his gaze dropped to your ass, he was just checking on you.

His gaze returned to his switch, focusing again on his game as the news played on low, mingling with the noises the other members made to create the perfect white noise for him to focus.

It wasn’t until your voice slightly raised that his eyes snapped up again, finding your form attempting to step back, stopped by a massive hand on your bicep. It’s quick, he hardly has time to stand up before you’re being pulled forcibly into and up towards Muscular, his hulking form overshadowing you and your yelp muffled by his lips.

Time seemed to freeze for him.

Except his body was moving faster than his mind, his hand raised, all five fingers ready to dust this mother fucker-

“Shigaraki-sama!” It’s Kurogiri which saves Muscular’s life.

He’s pulled back to reality as Kurogiri teleports Muscular away from his raised hand, his loyal but stupid underling standing protectively in front of you, as if he’d ever hurt you.

“Move” he ordered.

“Shigaraki-sama, please think—”

“I said move!” While Kurogiri certainly wanted only the best for him, he still dutifully stepped aside, at least comforted by Tomura’s more calm demeanor now. It’d certainly been a while since Tomura had any outbursts of rage or immaturity, so he was given the benefit of the doubt.

You’d tripped over a chair in your panic, the shock of Muscular’s forceful assault, Kurogiri pushing you back, and your boss now towering over you so menacingly you wondered if you were going to be killed for insulting him somehow.

Except he holds out his left hand, a half glove covering his pinky offered and not his fully uncovered hand.

Tomura is quiet, face impassive as you take the offered hand and he, surprisingly gently, helps you up.

“Boss…” your cautious tone and weary eyes have his chest constricting painfully, but he’s still infused with rage and no real outlet. The hand which helped you up is quick to grab your jaw and force you forward, shock keeping you pliant and not fighting out of his hold, and fear he’ll use his other hand to make you obedient.

“See her, Muscular?” His ruby gaze, framed by dark circles and his messy bangs, stare straight at the blonde who had been moved across the room. The man looked a bit manic, grinning and crouched as if ready to fight.

“Let me catch or hear you approach her again for anything not mission related…” his face turns nasty, gripping your face a little tighter despite the way you trembled in his hold, “I’ll fucking send you to hell.” His smile is grotesque, filled with nearly unrestrained malice and rage.

You’re manhandled out of the bar, dragged by Tomura towards his room. You aren’t really given a confession, but it’s not hard to put the pieces together to know he was jealous.

Dabi

Like a cat to a mouse, Dabi is always tracking your movement and actions whether you’re aware of it or not. He’s not overtly obvious most of the time, but occasionally he likes to make you uncomfortable with his proximity and wicked gaze.

It’s actually quite difficult for Muscular to approach you at all. Dabi’s ability to manipulate the room and his areas of contact incredibly well. Normally, you’re in the company of Toga or Magne, or within his near grasp. He’s not easy to slip past, nor is Toga or Magne, but today you’d returned from a successful intel collection early and were reporting to Shigaraki. Even Dabi can’t control some things, much to his displeasure, so there you were… unattended.

Ironic for a villain like you.

It left you wide open for Muscular’s approach, Dabi not present yet, as the enormous blonde villain pitched his shot.

Unsurprisingly, you aren’t impressed. Visibly recoiling at his attempt to further invade your space, and spiking your irritation. Rules are rules though, and quarreling amongst each other is frowned upon, especially within the hideout. So, like a reasonable adult, you try to remove yourself from the situation. Not that it works, Muscular clearly unfazed by your rejection and repulsion towards him. His meaty palm and fingers digging into the fabric of your top and yanking you towards him violently, his eyes wild with disdain and humor as his lips connect with yours, teeth clashing painfully as you bite your tongue and blood fills your mouth.

Dabi chooses that moment to stroll in, hands stuffed in his pockets, posture relaxed as he surveys the room upon entry.

Just to see Muscular’s piece of shit actions and set him off.

Rules are damned before this man, crusty face could whine all he wants, as a hot iron fist connects swiftly across Muscular’s face. Skin and tendon are charred, Muscular’s quirk in overdrive to protect the bones in his face from shattering. It sends Muscular a few steps away from you as he catches his balance and looks up in surprise at Dabi’s blatant display of hostility. Despite Dabi’s full toothed grin on display, his eyes were taunting as his flames licked away at his purple skin.

Dabi’s free hand easily wraps around your waist, a steel bar more than anything to keep you where he wants you and not scampering away like you enjoy doing. Keep the peace and all that, despite this shit hole being a gang of villains.

“Hey fuck face, did you lose something?” His teasing could easily be misinterpreted as his usual display of disrespectful playfulness, but his tone gave away his inner fury. Someone touched his toy. That’s all the reason he needs to light someone up.

Muscular chuckles, aware of Dabi’s blatant display of childish possessiveness over you, enjoying riling up his powerful ally.

“No, I don’t think did.” His booming laugh only has Dabi’s staples pulling at his skin painfully, his grin too wide to be anything but a display of aggression.

“Ah, then you must want to lose something!” His attitude of eliminate the irritant clearly shared, but both men are disrupted by Kurogiri’s appearance.

“Need I remind you gentleman of the rules?” Despite being unable to see his expression, it’s not hard to guess that the smokey villain is displeased. Shigaraki not too far away focused on the scene, but quite and observant for now.

“Pussy” Dabi chuckles, still smiling but unmoving until Muscular finally throws his hands up playfully, making a show of leaving despite his eyes saying otherwise. Even with the big man gone, Dabi’s grip on you doesn’t loosen, if anything it becomes tighter.

“Dabi…?” Your curious question finally brings that dangerous gaze over to you. He looks pissed even smiling. Were you really so damn stupid? He’d thought you smarter than this.

“What’s wrong doll? Upset I sent your boyfriend away?” He’s baiting you, it’s obvious he is, but it could spell bad news if you aren’t careful in answering. Thankfully, you’re at least semi-versed in dealing with the flame wielding psychopath.

“Thank you” wise words, appealing to his ego and not taking the bait either.

He sneers, finally dropping the false smile and showing a hint of his true displeasure. “Next time, I’m incinerating the doped up piece of shit.” He’s leading you out of the bar now, hand still around your waist like a vice and keeping you close. He’s visibly calmer with you in his grasp, his movements dragging you into a hallway not often used by other members.

You’re rudely pressed up against the wall, Dabi’s frame caging you in as he looks at you with those eyes so similar to his flames. Blue but radiating a dangerous heat.

“Now, how are you going to repay me for cleaning these lips he sullied?” His question can’t be answered, not when he’s smashing his own lips passionately against your own. A possessive grip around your throat a reminder to who you belong to.

Spinner

He’s in the middle of playing video games with the boss when it happens, Muscular’s unwanted advances and kiss.

It leaves him reeling, as he looks up just in time to see the massive blonde smash his lips to yours, your hands pressed against the man’s chest to try and push him off. It’s all Spinner really needs to confirm it’s not welcome, and inwardly he’s grateful it isn’t welcome. He’s on Muscular in an instant, enraged at the display of aggression and assault of your lips as a member of the League. He might not have been as angry had it been Toga or some one else, but it was you and he hadn’t even been able to confess yet, let alone be turned down.

Muscular easily dodges, his movements taking him away from your figure as you remove yourself from the scene, viciously wiping your lips in disgust.

It doesn’t get past Spinner’s eyes, his mask not hiding the way they narrowed at Muscular in rage. Spinner’s scales itched at the way Muscular was looking at you.

“Hey asshole! You tryin’ to pick’a fight with me?” He’s crouched and ready to knock the shit out of Muscular, who also doesn’t back down, grinning.

“I don’t see how it’s your business kid.”

That was the wrong thing to say, especially because it was said in front of you. Spinner has no hard feelings towards Muscular normally, but the blatant disrespect for you and himself wasn’t going to slide.

“You’re wrong if you think I ain’t gonna kick your ass—”

“I’d like to see it! Show me some blood kid!”

“OUT!” Spinner and Muscular are gone in the blink of an eye. Kicked from the hideout to prevent any damage or drawn attention. Kurogiri briefly muttering lowly about immaturity and such, before moving back to his earlier position behind the bar. Shigaraki remained impassive, though mildly irritated. His red eyes looked at you, as if you intentionally caused this mess.

You rolled your eyes, shrugging as if it couldn’t be helped, but you were inwardly concerned for Spinner.

Your worries were for naught. He was back in less than an hour, drenched and complaining about a fountain which was his landing spot. Muscular did not return, but you couldn’t help the smile of gratitude you sent Spinner’s way. If the the masked villain could blush, he would’ve, but it wasn’t hard to tell he was flustered by the way he slightly panicked under your stare. It only made your smile grow founder, his antics cute despite the rough attitude he adopted.

You corner him later in the evening before he leaves for the night, blocking his path in the empty hallway with arms spread… because he has escaped before by sliding past you. You wouldn’t be shocked if he pulled more moves out of his pocket to evade you, but thankfully he’s too shocked by the encounter to properly dodge your attack.

He’s pinned now, to the wall, your arms on either side of him. A full kabedon.

“W-what are you playin’ at?!” He looks mildly horrified, eyes visibly wider as he so gently goes to move you back, hands appropriately on your shoulders. You don’t budge, because he’s using enough force to push a feather and it’s not hardly enough to constitute him wanting away from you. In fact, inwardly he’s melting, because you’re so willingly close to him right now. He’s not sure if you’re here to threaten him though, because he did butt into your business which you could’ve handled on your own. He didn’t think you were weak by any means! Nor was he trying to say with his actions you couldn’t do an even better job of kicking Muscular’s ass than him! Because you could!

He can’t sweat, but if he could, he’d be even more drenched than he was by the fountain. Nervous and awaiting your berating of his actions.

It doesn’t come.

Instead, Spinner is shocked senseless by something soft pressing against him, and so warm too. You. You were pressing up against him, and he was ready to shake right out of his skin! His brain short circuits, unable to lift a single claw to stop your soft lips from pressing against the side of his face, a cheek kiss!

“Thanks, but next time let me get in trouble, we gotta split it up evenly ya know?” Your sweet giggle and scent already had him in heaven, but your reasoning to split up the trouble was even more heart melting. Like partners in crime?!

His imagination is left to run wild, his body still frozen in place against the wall even as you leave.

Did the kiss mean you like him too or…?

#Mama Yan’s Baked Goods #bnha #mha #dabi #tomura #spinner #sfw #drabble #request fulfilled #touya todoroki #tomura shiragaki #tomura shigaraki x reader #dabi x reader #spinner x reader #muscular is canon fodder for this #x reader #reader insert

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heartfullofleeches · 10 months

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For all the yans who have to deal with loser reader. How would they feel if loser reader was...well themselves every other day of the year, but on their birthday they damn near worship the ground they walk on? I mean, it's still loser reader so they'd probably still complain about it but they do everything their yan/s say and generally treat them like royalty on their special day

Melon - Yanbot: The most normal about it. All they desire is to wear your clothes and sleep the day away with you. They ask you to accompany them to the grocery store so they can pick out a cake with your favorite flavor and other things they wish they could try, and watch you eat them. They're cheerful year round, but any praise and they'll be over the moon. Sets a countdown until their next "birthday" and replays the recording from that day every night until that day

Elio - Saint Yan: The second most more about it... On the surface. "OH, haha - you don't need to do all this for me. I'm more than happy just having you here...." That's a lie - on all plains but physical they're doing cartwheels." Drags you to stores they'd never go into on any other day and doesn't try on anything until they see your interest peaked. "H-hey Y/n.... What do you think of this choke- I mean collar. It's not for me - it's for my cousins dog! I'm just wearing it for reference.... But um - since it's my day and all... would you call me your good pet and let me fall asleep on your lap?"

Blythe - Yan Angel: The true most normal about it. She appreciates the kind words, but all this gal wants to do is play mini golf and go to as many buffets you can find and fill yourself up on before they kick you out. She's still buying you everything you see as is her sugar mama ways, but she cries, begging you on her knees to use your tickets to buy her a spider ring from whatever arcade you end up at

Tsundere Yan: Fucking finally. Sucks that shit up like a fine soup. Doesn't give a damn about your whining and insists you call them your dearest or they won't answer you at all. Cancels the huge gathering planned and raises their middle finger to whoever tries to complain or lessen their time with you under their will and thumb. If they aren't having your kid by the end of the night there will be riots.

Yan Demon Trio: "Birthday??" "Outta my way, losers." One is the only one with an actual birthday as they were once human. Sure the others were born, but they don't count the day as important. One is living that birthday hype up. They applied to every rewards deal they could find and you are joining them to get their free cake, ice cream, and useless nicknacks. They demain you bake them a cake despite the haul they carry home and devour all it first no matter how terrible it tastes. They honestly miss being human, but it's not all bad since they met you.

The others watch One and want their own free shit day too. As with them - they enjoy the treats but love whatever you give them more. They close out the day with their favorite activity/hobby, draining you completely dry - only you wear whatever they buy you. For One it's some high quality lingerie, Two enjoys those cow bikinis, Three wants you to be their cute bunny - but they get too attached to seeing with the ears and settles for just the suit honestly

#yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #yandere insert #yandere scenarios #yandere blurb #yandere oc #yandere harem #Loser Reader #yandere teratophilia #female yandere #yandere angel

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ideasarestuckinmyhead · 8 months

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.•♡•♡•Welcome pick your man•♡•♡•.

Mexican Candy

Racer

Tummy ache

Spice Lover

Mexican Seth HC

Iykyk

Abuse cycle

Teeth

Artist Casper

Thighs

Grocery shopping

Yan! Casper

Baking

Beast boy

Domestic Bliss

Ethnicity

Grocery shopping

Camera's

Old phone

Electronics

Food HC

Otome rizz

Horror Lover

Flower

Eye contact

Sayings

Sunflower has a stutter

Oh yeah pretty boy? (SMUT)

Sneaky insults

Girl Dinner

Shadows

Not so scary

Some HC

Banned baked goods

Lil evil

DO NOT

Say My Name

FNAF

Big shirts

Crush me

THEIR SOUL

Gossip boy

Personality

Confession

Confession pt2

Tempted to kill

Not going anywhere

NEVER BACK DOWN!

Bro is struggling

Fucking tree

Hey Mama~

Go ape shit

Lore Dropping

Lore Dropping pt2

Losing my shit

Pirate au

Song 3

Rook and Faust bbfs

Ethnicity

Yan! Listener HC

Dangaronpa AU

Rap Battles

Tokyo drift au

Trans Listener

Porn

Porn pt2

Porn pt3

Total drama slaughter island

Your so pretty

Listener family

Boudior photos

7ft Listener

Nails

Mexican Listeners

RAGE ROOM

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#red's masterlist #yuurivoice

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merakiui · 1 year

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Heyy Mera first congrats on getting Jade! I been saving for an SSR of Azul since I started playing on may and lucky he came home after 3000 gems but alas.

I'm not the same anon but I wanted to contribute with the Masquerade Azul lines I got so far. Specially the summon because I'm over the moon about it and I don't see it being commented.

SSR Summon Line

さあ踊りましょうか。街に響く鐘の音まで、僕らを歓迎してくれているようだ

Sā odorimashou ka. Machi ni hibiku kanenone made, bokura o kangei shite kurete iru yōda

Shall we dance? Even the bells ringing in the town seem to welcome us.

Post Summon Line

魔法士の集う交流会･･････! このチャンス、活用しない手はありません。

Mahō-shi no tsudou kōryū-kai! Kono chansu, katsuyō shinai te wa arimasen.

An exchange party where magicians gather...! There is no way not to take advantage of this opportunity.

1. ロロさんは少しナイーブな方のようです。まあそういう人ほど、一度仲良くなるとあとは簡単なんですが

Roro-san wa sukoshi naībuna kata no yōdesu. Mā sōiu hito hodo, ichido nakayokunaru to ato wa kantan'na ndesuga

Rollo-san seems to be a little naive. Well, once you get to know someone like that, the rest is easy.

2. バターや砂糖の匂いが･･････『花の街』は誘惑が多すぎる。普段以上に気を引き締めないと

Batā ya satō no nioi ga“hana no machi” wa yūwaku ga ō sugiru. Fudan ijō ni ki o hikishimenaito

Smells of butter and sugar... There are too many temptations in Flower City. I have to be more careful than usual.

3. 『花の街』の小麦粉は本当に味わい深い。鮮度を保ったまま、安価で取り寄せる方法さえあれば･･････

“Hana no machi” no komugiko wa hontōni ajiwaibukai. Sendo o tamotta mama, anka de toriyoseru hōhō sae areba

Flour in Flower Town is really delicious. If only there was a way to get it cheaply while maintaining its freshness...

4. これだけ多くの魔法士と知り合う機会はめったにありません。いろいろな縁を繋ぎたいですね

Kore dake ōku no mahō-shi to shiriau kikai wa mettani arimasen. Iroirona en o tsunagitaidesu ne

It's a rare opportunity to get to know so many magicians. I want to make various connections

5. 今日は前髪を上げてみました。帽子のデザインが華やかなので額の周辺をすっきり見せたくて

Kyō wa maegami o agete mimashita. Bōshi no dezain ga hanayakananode gaku no shūhen o sukkiri misetakute

I put my hair up today. The design of the hat is gorgeous, so I wanted to show off the area around my forehead.

6. ルークさんは『花の街』の人々とすぐに打ち解けていた。あの言葉選び･･････僕も取り入れるべきだろうか

Rūku-san wa “hana no machi” no hitobito to sugu ni uchitokete ita. Ano kotoba erabi boku mo toriirerubekidarou ka

Rook-san quickly became friendly with the people of Flower Town. That choice of words...should I adopt it too?

7. 丸眼鏡も似合う? それは良かった。自分では選ばない形状のフレームなので、少々心配でした

Maru megane mo niau? Sore wa yokatta. Jibunde wa erabanai keijō no furēmunanode, shōshō shinpaideshita

Do round glasses look good? I was a little worried because it was a frame with a shape that I would not choose for myself.

8. おや、焼き菓子のお裾分けですか。喜んで頂戴しますよ。少量ずついろいろ食べられるのは助かるので

Oya,-yaki kashi no osusowakedesu ka. Yorokonde chōdai shimasu yo. Shōryō zutsu iroiro tabe rareru no wa tasukaru node

Hey, are you sharing baked sweets? I would be happy to receive it. It helps that I can eat a lot in small portions.

"Even the bells ringing in town seem to welcome us." AZUL, THAT LINE IS..... DID WE JUST GET MARRIED???? IS THIS THE HAPPY END WHERE WE RIDE OFF INTO THE DISTANT SUNSET IN A CARRIAGE???? OTL

Aaaa all of these lines are brilliant. ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡ His line about the smells of butter and sugar is giving me so much beautiful imagery. Walking through the streets, hand in hand, and shopping for baked goods and other handicrafts with Azul!!!!! After reading it, I feel like I must don the prettiest dress, link arms with Azul, and fill a weaved basket with flowers and freshly baked bread and other wonderful goods... orz

I absolutely must finish writing the yan!Rollo fic because Azul is in it and I need to feed my hungry soul. :< his masquerade lines give me many ideas for scenes hehe.

#twisted chit chat #thank you so much for sharing!!!!#and congrats on welcoming beloved tako home!!

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covermeinclouds · 3 years

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how i spent my 24th birthday!! in bullets

not only was it my birthday, but it was also kuya jp's (tiger's older brother) and basti's (tiger's nephew). kuya jp's at may 15 and basti's at may 12. so we all celebrated it together on may 16th!

we had SO MUCH FOOD. so much food that i invited cath over a day earlier than the planned visit because of the amount of food we had for the day.

cath gave me her gift na din. tan (her boyfriend) gave me a sober kids (his clothing brand) tote bag and cath gave me yogurt drinks and poptarts!!!

i requested for baked chicken with gravy and potato salad cause ate gi (tiger's sister) makes the best of the dish! yes, nagrequest ako HAHAHA

(the first gif) was my cake. banana dream from conti's. i was supposed to get a banoffee pie from banapple but settled for banana dream because yan yung natanggap sa grab HAHAHA no regrets! banana will forever be my favorite flavor of anything

it wasn't the only cake we had at home. we had a mango magnifico(?) cake from cara mia, basti's cake, and a black velvet cake from conti's, kuya jp's cake.

(second gif) WE ALSO HAD BUTTERED SHRIMP, MAKI, AND WAGYU. HOLY FUCKKKKK I LOVE EATING SO MUCH

NEEDLESS TO SAY BUT WE WERE ALL STUFFED BY THE END OF THE DAY

the rest of the evening was spent wide awake waiting for midnight to strike to actually celebrate my birthday.

bianca (my cousin) sent me smores brownies. THEY WERE BAKED ON REQUEST. bianca had a phase in college ata or high school na sobrang hilig niya magbake. and she made me smores brownies and i've been in love ever since and every time she asks me what food i want it's always that HAHAHAHHA

I SWEAR THEY ARE GODSENT

janara (owner of bubblegumph on ig) sent me a gift too but i didn't open it until midnight!

(third gif) janara's gift!! she gave me a cardigan. a colorblock cardigan, green shorts, and a green halter top!! super fucking cute. i truly trust her taste with clothes. walang kupas. ang ganda ng lahat ng binigay niya!!! ANO BA

tiger gave me an ADER ERROR KNITTED SWEATER!! A PURPLE ADER ERROR SWETAER! we talked about it once siguro and i didn't think he'd get it for me WHAT THE FUCK

he also got me a tiny tripod kasi nagpipicture ako sa fire escape namin and hirap ako sa tripod HAHAHAHAH

(special mention: ate gi gave me her gift 2 days earlier. she gave me a watch and rainbow laces that i immediately used sa boots ko! puta ang ganda. she knows me well :( )

before falling asleep, we watched harry potter & the sorcerer's stone. it was cath's first time! and i love that she loved it :(

balak ko talaga sa mismong birthday ko is to go to megamall to order panda express and yan na kakainin namin lahat sa bahay for the day. which i did!

kasama ko si tiger and si cath papunta sa megamall since pauwi din naman si cath sa marikina.

AND NAGKITA KAMI NI MIKA DON! i told her last week na pupunta ako don sa may 17 and she said she was going the next day daw bakit andaya tapos hanggang last minute change of plans she decided to meet up with me today

edi excited ako kasi bibigay ko na din gift ko sa kanya (i got her a taylor swift folklore notebook and a pride & prejudice book)

the 4 of us ate at pepperlunch (my favorite fucking place in the world) and caught up

i kept asking for assurance na okay na gumastos ako ngayon kasi birthday ko naman. nagguilty kasi ako ngayon pag gumagastos ako para sa sarili ko. i kept asking for assurance kung deserve ko ba. EH WHO THE FUCK GIVES A SHIT BIRTHDAY KO NAMAN AH HAHAHHA

(the last gif) SOBRANG MEANT TO BE GRABE. i remember seeing this pink floyd hoodie at cotton on at town (atc) and it was in a size s or xs and i usually get M or L when it comes to hoodies so i couldn't buy it at the time. also because i didn't have money to spend non. that was at around january or february i think? and kasama ko si tiger non and i said out loud "pag nakita ko to ulit, bibilhin ko na" AND HINDI KO SIYA NAKITA ULIT AS IN UNTIL TODAY WHAT THE FUCK

my dad is fucking giving me signs i swear to god

for context: my dad's all time favorite band is pink floyd. so every time i see pink floyd merch, even when he was still with me, i'd buy them instantly because he told me that whenever i see any good pink floyd merch i should get it kasi sayang daw minsan lang HAHAHA kaya ayon

anyway i bought it. it is lovely. and i realized how i truly do buy band merch like this and really do keep them because they're the ones i never get sick of

also got myself a grateful dead shirt

anyway i bought a shit load of panda express and went home and we ate it all at home

AND IT DIDN'T END THERE

MARGA SENT ME COOKIES. BIGLAAN NGA EH. TAPOS SOBRANG LABO KASI YUNG TAG "from marga" AMPUTA DI NAMAN GANON TAWAGAN NAMIN HAHAHAHA KAYA NALITO AKO until i saw the back of the tag sabi "mama marga" edi kilala ko na kung sino

ALEX (rivera) ALSO SENT ME COOKIES THAT SHE BAKED

PUTANGINA ANDAMI KO NANG SWEETS NANAMAN

also bea (valera) sent me mcnuggets money what the fuck sobrang gulat ako kasi bigla nalang may nagsend sakin ng pera sa gcash???? sabi ko HUH wala naman nakalagay na number kasi straight from a 711 kiosk yon tapos i saw her message siya pala nagsend

i miss her so much what the fuck

ALSO, AT 2AM OF MAY 17 mika sent me a long message which i wait for every year. nascreenshot ko nanaman to keep

i love my friends and my newfound family (the espiritus. tiger's family) there is just so much love and comfort and im so happy

my fucking mental stability allowed me a day off from feeling anything other than happiness

today was just so good for me that i forgot about my anxiety and the things that get me sad on mundane days

i love the people i am surrounded with. there is genuine love and comfort and i just feel so fucking cozy

#pers

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sierracolorstheworldofwords · 5 years

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EGOTOBER- Day 18, Gold, Eric

An- I’m writing these all out of order bc day fifteen is taking way too long so yeah ANYWAY! Here’s day 18

Eric keeps a secret. It’s buried in a pile of clothes in the closet, tucked away underneath the loose floorboard and kept in a box that mama owned before… before everything happened.

He knows that box like the back of his hand, in the middle, there’s a big magnolia carved in the middle of the dark wood, and it’s surrounded by thick branches and leaves. He knows that it’s old, passed down generations— from mothers to daughters, but mama never got to have a daughter, so, she passed it on to him.

He keeps it hidden because after.. everything that happened, his dad burned everything. There aren’t any memories of his brothers left. He remembers the big fire dad built in the backyard, where he took everything he could find, every single trace of his brothers and his mother, and fed it to the flames.

Eric couldn’t stop him, he took his prosthetics and made him watch as he went back and forth, in and out of the house, drunk and yelling, throwing away boxes of old things— mama’s dresses, baseball bats and rock collections, scrapbooks and baby photos. Flowered vases and baby blankets, anything left of his brothers and his mother’s thrown into the flames, as Eric lay there helpless, crying, sobbing, begging and screaming like a part of his heart had been ripped out.

Except the box.

When he was left outside, a shivering mess, crying and alone as what was left of his family burned, he remembered the box— and the secret kept there, tucked away underneath the floorboards.

Now, as his dad sleeps, he remembers it. He remembers everything. Every hurt, every heartbreak and beating. Maybe he’s been staying with the egos too long, but standing in his old home.. he doesn’t feel afraid. Maybe it’s because Wilford, his papa, is next to him, or because Yan and Bing, his brothers, are next to him. He doesn’t know. He’s still shaking though. So maybe, okay— probably, he’s still afraid, but.. but he feels.. he doesn’t know, strong. Strong for once in his life. Sneaking into the old house with his family.. his new family, makes him feel strong in a way he couldn’t be if he did this alone.

Yan picks the lock and gestures for them to follow, they do. Eric’s heart pounds as the redhead asks, “Which way?”

“U-up..s-stairs.” He whispers, pointing towards the wooden stairway. The stairs his brothers used to roughhouse on still have the same wooden railing they used to slide down.

“Lead the way.” Yan whispers, “We’re right behind you.”

So, he does. Nervously pushing up his glasses, he takes a step, drawing in a deep breath before taking another one.

“T-the f-fifth st-step is cr-creaky.. s-so be care—careful.”

They all nod, and he leads the way, skipping over the fifth step as he gets to it, and after nine more stairs, he finally gets to the top.

“Come.. come o-on, this way.”

He turns right, not daring to linger in the broken down house. As he was growing up, his dad never fixed anything— in fact, more often than not, Eric had to find ways to patch things up, or face a punishment.

Eric passes each door with a memory, a sense of longing that fades and collapses in the dark moon lit hallway. Until finally, he reaches his door. Much to his surprise, his things are there.. his blankets and his teddy bears, his old books and the hand drawn posters.. everything. It’s almost as if it’s frozen in time. He steps in, the moon shining in through the window, lighting the path towards the closet. Walking towards it, he finds a pile of clothes, old baby shirts and things he simply out grew, still there, almost as if they waited for him.

Bending down, his hands shake as he pushes them aside, revealing the floorboard. Grabbing the edge as quietly as he can, he pulls it out, revealing the dark wooden box, covered in dust. Gently, he grasps it, eyes burning as he gets up, holding it to his chest.

“Are you alright, Er-Bear?” Wilford asks softly, eyes full of concern. Eric wipes his tears, nodding. He walks towards the door, not bothering to put anything back— let his dad know he was here, let him know. Let him know Eric kept mama’s necklace, passed down from her own mama, and to him.

“L-let’s go.” He whispers, walking towards the door.

Quietly, Eric leads the way, going down the stairs quietly until a loud creek is heard. His eyes widen as his heart pumps in his ears.

“C-crap!” He clings onto the box for dear life as a groan comes from his dad’s bedroom. The others stop, listening. A few creeks emerge from the bedroom, until they hear a light switch flicker on.

“Hello?” A voice calls out, “Who the hell is out there? Don’t think I didn’t here y’all upstairs!”

Eric freezes as footsteps approach, he hears Yan out his katana, Wilford click off the safety, and Bing start to whir, preparing his weapons.

“Reveal yourselves now, damn it! I may be an old son of a bitch, but I ain’t a dumb one!”

Suddenly, the room is filled with a bright yellow light. Derek stands in front of the kitchen, only seeing the backs of the mysterious men who have entered his house. He regrets leaving his musket in his room down the hall, but decides that his own muscle will have to do as he walks closer to the stairs and blocks the door.

That’s when he notices who it is.

“Eric?”

His eyes widen for a moment, but then he feels rage— how could his own son, his own flesh and blood, leave him for these.. these freaks?!

“What the hell do you think you’re doing here?! After you left me? Left me for these fucking.. freaks?”

And for the first time, he sees his son get angry.

“Y-you have no right! N-no right to call them that!”

“Listen here, young man! I am your father and you treat me with respect!”

“F-father?! Fathers.. fathers protect you! Fathers keep you s-safe! F-fathers l-love you! And n-nature you! Y-you’ve done n-none of that!” Eric straightened out his shoulders, descending down the steps, holding onto mama’s box for dear life. “Fathers g-give you advice! Fathers show you h-how to bake cookies! Fathers s-show you h-how to be a good p-person! Fathers L-LOVE YOU! And you DID— you NEVER DID THAT!”

He shakes as he yells, coming closer and closer to his dad, who backs away, hands in the air, eyes wide, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

“A-ALL YOU D-DID WAS HURT ME, D-DAD! S-SO YOU HAVE N-NO RIGHT! NO RIGHT TO CALL MY FAMILY F-FREAKS! Y-YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO C-CALL YOURSELF MY FATHER!”

His chest rises and falls as he digs a finger into his dad’s chest, before finally saying, “Now.. GET out of my way.”

“Who the hell do you think you are, son?”

“I’m Eric. T-that’s who. Eric. And I-I’m not your son, not anymore. I’m taking mama’s box and leaving.”

Derek’s eyes fall on the box, “I thought I destroyed that.”

“N-no, y-you didn’t. Y-you destroyed.. everything else, but I wouldn’t.. wouldn’t let you destroy this.”

“Give that to me.”

“No.”

“I said—“

“And I s-said no. And I said g-get out of my way!”

Wilford steps in, raising pistol, “The boy said move.”

Derek looks into the barrel, swallowing, “F-fine,” he stutters, “that.. that damn box didn’t mean anything anyway.”

He slowly moves away from the door, letting Eric and the others out, the redhead sends him a glare, along with the orange glowing robot. He never learned their names, when he used to work for Wilford, and he never plans to.

Eric breathes in the cool night air, trying to calm himself down as he walks to papa’s pink Cadillac, heart pounding. Wilford unlocks the car, and Eric sits in the back with Yan, while Bing takes the front.

“What’s in there, anyway?” Asks Yan, as the car starts, engine purring.

Eric smiles, eyes full of tears, and opens the box, revealing a golden necklace, with a locket covered in small opals.

“I-it’s m-my.. m-my mama’s.. mama’s necklace..” he whispers, lips quivering as he opens the locket, revealing a small picture of his mother and brothers, beside a picture of his great grandma and grandmother. “S-she filled.. filled it w-with pictures.. and.. I-it was a-all I c-could save..”

Tears run down his cheeks as he looks at the worn photos, sobbing, “D-dad burned.. burned all the rest.. a-and this was all I-I could save..”

Whimpering, he holds the locket to his chest, thanking them all for helping him, for being so kind.. Wilford had to stop the car, and let himself cry, “Oh Eric, hunny, w-we love you so damn much, of course we’re gonna help you.”

He feels Yan hug him tight, and he can’t help but cry more as his brother comforts him, “I-I.. L-love you all too!”

Eric breathes heavily as he sobs, practically unable to see through the tears as he cries, overflowing with so many emotions— happiness, sadness, gratitude. He can’t help but cry, he’s always been such a sensitive boy, that’s what mama would say, and she’d never insult him about it, instead, she always said it was made him stronger than his brothers. He remembers her always saying, They’ll never be like you, my little magnolia, they’re all too tough. Love won’t be easy for them, but for you, my flower, it will— because you’ll love, love, love, love so much that sometimes you’ll want to explode, just like your mother, loving and loving things.

He sniffs, lifts up his glasses and wipes away his tears, he takes both ends of the necklace and puts it on, Yan helps him close the clasp, smiling.

Eric looks at the picture one more time, before closing the locket, feeling.. as his mama would say after a good happy cry, simply golden.

#eric derekson #fan fic #egotober #markiplier egos #iplier egos #wilford warfstache #yandereiplier #ego #egotober2019 #my writing #sierra’s writing

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