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astralstarlight · 3 months

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walking in on you with your favourite toy !

w/ sukuna and choso (separate)

warnings/tags: implied fem! reader (bc that's how i'm thinking about it in my head rn), suggestive, 18+, no curses AU, in a relationship with choso, it's anyone's business who you are to sukuna (housemates maybe??), definitely not in a relationship with him though and you probably have to deal with him walking around shirtless all the fine and looking fine, the toy is a vibrator

a/n: thinking about them a lot recently

Sukuna is not amused. This is not his fault.

If you were going to be doing such private things, then you should lock your door.

"I can explain." You say.

Sukuna gives you a once-over. You're extremely calm for someone who's just had a ruined orgasm. The vibrator is still buzzing a little away from where you'd given up on trying to turn it off and just thrown it to the side for hopes of bringing some small sense of decency back onto your naked form. The blanket is haphazardly tossed over your legs.

It barely covers you.

You're wearing a big t-shirt and nothing else on the bottom half. He got a pretty good glimpse in your panic anyways — wet, wanting, twitching... He can't seem to get it out of his mind anymore.

An eerie acceptance settles over your face. It must be the adrenaline, Sukuna deducts.

"Okay." Sukuna says, crossing his arms and pushing the door closed behind him. "Explain."

"Well." And you have the audacity to hesitate on your words still, as though he isn't already wasting his time and attention on you. "You should knock." Pause. "Next time."

Sukuna lets out a barking laugh. "There won't be a next time, brat." He stalks over to you. It's a bit more imposing than you would imagine, especially when his eyes are scanning over your form as though he's already eating you up in his mind. He decides to toss a side-glance to your vibrator in an attempt to embarrass you further, before drawing his attention back to you.

It works, a brief flicker of panic exposing itself on your face as you seem to finally catch up to the situation.

"Just ask. But don't try to be cute about it." Sukuna continues.

"Sukuna?" You ask timidly, still trying to figure out what he's actually proposing.

"I told you not to be cute about it."

That seems to rile you up, and you feel a flash of annoyance run through you. "I'm cute about everything."

You just get to finish your sentence, before he cups your jaw dangerously tight, tilting your face to look up at him. Perhaps you weren't such a quiet and innocent housemate after all. The way your cheeks squish together is kind of cute actually.

He thinks you might look better crying.

A sound between a questioning mumble and a choke leaves your throat. You open your mouth to say something else, but his fingers are already tracing down to your collarbone. He tilts his head slightly as he feels your breath hitch.

"Lie back." Sukuna says, nudging your shoulder a little.

It's a final warning, you realise. A checkpoint in deciding whether you want to continue or not.

You do follow his instructions, jerking slightly as he manages to slide his hand onto you and press down onto your sensitive clit. His hands quickly move to keep your legs open.

He stops moving for a bit and you peek up at him to see what he's doing. The vibrator is in his hand, looking rather small and pathetic.

"We'll see how easily you cum from this, and depending on whether you impress me..." His eyes travel from your lower half up to your eyes. "I'll show you how good it'll feel to take me."

Choso is polite about it. Every kiss you've shared with him has been soft, sweet even. He's never shown any particular interest in furthering it. It's why you're so oddly embarrassed when he walks in on you with your vibrator pressed against your clit.

"Choso!" You manage to slip the vibrator out of your hands and turn it off, ignoring the urge to pull the blankets over your head.

His face reveals no surprise, nor a blush. A feeling of insecurity runs through you and a stinging starts behind your eyes. Huh.

In the silence, he's staring very intently at your closed legs. He takes a step into the room, still saying nothing.

You jump slightly when he sits beside you on the bed. He's uncertain, bordering on nervous as his fingers twitch slightly.

It's quiet enough that you think you should say something.

"Choso—" You say again, in a softer, more reassuring tone.

He cuts you off. "I'll help."

The matter-of-fact tone makes you blush. You forget how straightforward he usually is.

You shake your head. "It's fine. If you're uncomfortable with it or you're not really sure, you don't need to—"

Choso reaches under the covers from where you've thrown your vibrator. The top of it still glistens with your slick. He takes it out, twisting it in his hand as though to investigate it. He presses the button until it vibrates a bit too loudly.

It's not a setting you usually would have set it on to start with.

"Just tell me what to do." He says.

Good thing there's a lot of different settings for him to play with under your guidance.

#sukuna x reader #choso x reader #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk drabbles #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna smut #choso smut #— alathea writes #i care for them a lot #having a little bit of a hands obsession recently #choso kamo x y/n #choso kamo x you #sukuna x y/n #sukuna x you

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rye-bread-soda-iceberg · 3 months

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discussion and a little theory about black swan and sparkle's companion mission under the cut (+ spoilers) aka listen to me yap about the blue thing until I go insane

the First sampo we meet in penacony, specifically the one that follows us as we're hanging out with firefly, is nothing like how sampo himself is

his personality is a poor attempt from sparkle to try and convince us that it's him, but perhaps she's not familiar enough with him anymore to know exactly how he acts. "he" is acting weird and a little bit mean towards firefly for not knowing things about penacony even though she should

I don't think sampo would do that, at least the one we met on jarilo-VI wouldn't

the second (and third) time sampo appears, and this time it's actually him, is during the girls' companion mission

during the entire quest him and black swan play this little detective game orchestrated by sparkle where she writes herself in as a murder victim and has the two find her murderer. it's fun and silly and very chaotic

the entire story unfolds inside a dream bubble created by black swan, and when it's over the giant eyeball guy tells us that even though we recognized the people in the dream, it is still a dream. it doesn't represent reality and could have been tampered with

I don't believe that

anyways so. in this sampo acts a little bit more like the one we know, maybe slightly over the top at times but I think he was putting on a performance to spice things up. he was helping out sparkle with the whole thing in exchange for his mask that she probably stole from him (that we sadly don't get to see) so I bet he really put some effort into that, even begging black swan to not skip the last murder case

But. the MOST important part of this entire quest is.. the end. and the end is definitely not a dream

after the trio finishes talking, the dream stops and we briefly return to the real world before going into a memory. and boy there's some stuff to unpack in here

first of all the way they talk to each other? they almost seem like friends. of course, their views on the pursuit of elation are still different

he is still very polite about it

sparkle doesn't mention anything except muttering "why so serious" to herself

but they do talk like old friends and it's clear that in a sense they may be

after he asks for his mask back, sparkle remarks that it is not like the sampo she knows and then this little exchange happens

it is now canon, as in acknowledged out loud by a character (in this case himself) that sampo Really did orchestrate almost every thing that happened in jarilo-VI

how did he know this was going to happen? how can sparkle guess the reason why he wants his mask back? has he done this before? well clearly, thinking back to all the chaos he unleashes on that planet, maybe some kind of catastrophe has already came to it that we don't know about?

also slightly unrelated but I think he likes living there. he genuinely enjoys living in belobog because if he didn't, he'd find a way to leave

so anyways what we can deduct from this sequence is that:

- this entire quest is most likely a memory, not a dream. black swan deals with memories and it could be possible that she had some slight changes done to it and passed it off as a dream. maybe. and this would mean that it's a real event, that happened before the jarilo-VI story

- consequently, before that sampo and sparkle were on friendly enough terms that he was willing to help her put on a show for black swan in exchange for his mask (of course, he's always willing to do something to get something in return)

so I did say I have a theory

sparkle is the reason for That One sampo eidolon, "the deeper the love the stronger the hate"

she's the only character so far that we are SURE he dislikes, and that's something knowing he doesn't admit that stuff so openly. source: listen to his lines about other characters, he always masks any kind of negative emotion about other people yet tells giovanni that if it were for him, he'd never see her again (still said in a polite way)

so the "hate" he feels, that he still masks by smiling even though his eyes are devoid of any light, as of right now can only be towards sparkle

I believe she betrayed him somehow and maybe doesn't fully realize that

she's childish, really mean, DEFINITELY cannot "read the room" in any way and I doubt she cares about other people's feelings enough, so if sampo who by nature almost does everything to hide how he truly feels about people ever felt betrayed by her, there'd be miscommunication and possibly confusion on her side and feelings of hate towards her on his side

in the main quest, before sparkle reveals herself, she mentions hearing about his deeds on jarilo-VI but doesn't seem to hold a grudge against him. she probably dislikes him as well but perhaps not as much as he does, which also leads me to think she wouldn't understand if she did anything wrong

them not talking anymore would explain why sparkle's rendition of sampo feels off and kind of out of character

this is a theory I had actually already saw circularing on here, around the time sampo and giovanni's conversation in the memory bubble got leaked. but if I'm correct it's not as discussed

sad cause it's very interesting and you know what this also means?

penacony might not be the last we see of sampo

he has so much going on behind him and this just adds to it. he doesn't speak much about his past himself, he is clearly hiding so so many things and hoyoverse wouldn't keep leaving these little crumbs of information behind if it wasn't for a greater purpose

I feel like I say this every time I talk about him and maybe I'm slowly going insane but I'm also very happy cause I want to see what my beautiful man will do in the future

thanks for reading this far if you did and sorry if this is really messy

I just wanted to let some thoughts out!

#i think i said everything i wanted to say yes!#feel free to add to this #star rail #hsr sampo #sampo koski #honkai star rail #hsr spoilers #hsr #hsr theory #hsr sparkle

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starglitterz · 3 months

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serendipity. (vii)

─── chapter 7 ! ~ my bff thinks she’s sherlock holmes (…what?)

summary; when you, a waitress at the local coffee shop, are paired up with the new recruit scaramouche, you’re pretty sure both of you are going to get fired within a week. he’s just quit being a social media influencer and after being forced to work here to make ends meet, he’s ready to let everyone there know how much he hates it. the worst part? you can’t shake the feeling that you know him from somewhere. but as he slowly warms up to you, scaramouche realises that having a fresh start isn’t that bad after all, and perhaps the two of you meeting like this was pure serendipity.

a/n; hiii it's me again ! i'm so back >:) hope you missed serendipity bc i definitely did hehehe,,, also for further context on some details mentioned in this chapter, you should totally read cynosure 👀 (shameless self-promo LOL) anyways i hope u enjoy this chapter !!

warning(s); a lot of swearing, scuffed pics 😔

previous.┃masterlist.┃next.

please reblog w comments ! it helps a lot :)

private messages #1 !

phone call !

incoming call from kokomi at 1.30 p.m.

kokomi: hi, y/n! it's your lunch break now, right?

y/n: yep! i'm surprised you remember.

kokomi: hey! i just visited you the other day, my memory isn't that bad!!

y/n: yeah, yeah, whatever you say. anyways, what did you want to tell me? it sounded important.

kokomi: well… you know how we met childe and signora the other day, right?

y/n: yeah, i could barely believe they knew scara. i mean, this is the same guy who complains about the stray cats making a mess outside the cafe but still leaves leftovers for them. i wouldn't have expected him to have such famous friends.

kokomi: me too. and i actually wanted to talk to you about that.

y/n: why, what is it?

kokomi: i was curious about how scaramouche knew them, so i asked gorou to do a little digging.

y/n: what? kokomi, why would you do that?

kokomi: this guy shows up out of nowhere and ayaka hires him, and it turns out he has friends in such high places? it's suspicious!

y/n: what the fuck, kokomi? what's gotten into you? this is my colleague we're talking about. he's literally just some random guy ayaka hired, why do his friends matter? it's not like they're bad people!

kokomi: they might not be, but he is.

y/n: and what's that supposed to mean?

kokomi: check the link i just sent you.

y/n: fuck off, kokomi. i'm not dealing with this today. what's wrong with you?

kokomi: y/n, please just click it. i really think you need to see this.

you click on the link kokomi sent you - it's a youtube video titled 'the rise & fall of scaramouche'. you watch it in silence with kokomi still on the phone.

kokomi: you see? he was a drama youtuber and he got clout off of ruining other people's lives - he even got fired from genshin impact! when genshin threatened a lawsuit, he agreed to settle privately by deleting all his accounts. genshin must have paid to scrub all the traces of him they could from the internet too. i knew there was something fishy about him!

y/n: honestly, fuck you, kokomi.

kokomi: what?! why me?!

y/n: because who cares what his past was like? yeah, maybe he used to be a shitty person, and yeah he's still a pain in my ass, but he's changing. scara hasn't done anything bad since he started working here, i don't know why you're so against him.

kokomi: i just don't want you to get hurt, y/n. we all know you're still looking for that mystery guy from when you were younger, and this is the first time you've liked someone without mentioning that. i'm worried he's taking advantage of you.

y/n: get a grip, kokomi. i'm a grown adult, and you're not my mother. i can make my own choices and deal with the consequences.

kokomi: well forgive me for being worried about my FRIEND.

y/n: just… leave me alone. goodbye, kokomi.

call cut from y/n's end at 2.17 p.m.

private messages #2 !

twitter !

i'm curious, what do u guys think abt what kokomi did? are you on her side or y/n's side? i've personally experienced a lot of friends getting defensive whenever you point out anything wrong with their rs/bf so i guess this is partially inspired by that LOL

#[☕] ━━━ serendipity !#scaramouche x reader #kunikuzushi x reader #wanderer x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #scaramouche fluff #genshin smau #genshin impact smau #scaramouche smau #scaramouche

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httpsdana · 16 days

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𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟖

summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?

pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader

warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst

previous part -> next part

Ferran and y/n have now hung out a few times now. They didn't have much choices to go out because of the media and mostly Pedri.

y/n was so comfortable around Ferran now. She didn't feel shy as much and can be herself around him without feeling weird about it.

"hey precosia. how are you?" Ferran said through the phone, when y/n picked up his call.

"hey Fer. I'm fine. just a bit tired" she sighed, flopping down on her couch.

"everything okay? what happened?" he asked, his voice laced with worry

She smiled at his affection, feeling lucky to have mer him.

"yeah just had an intense training session before our champions league game" she said

"i wanted to ask if you'd come over but if you're tired maybe I can come?" he suggested.

"yeah of course. I'd love some company" she smiled

"deal. I'll be there in no time" he said

"I'll be waiting. drive safe" she bid goodbye before hanging up

y/n organized her room and the living room a bit before Ferran arrives, and ordered them some pizza

After a few minutes, the door knocked and Ferran was on the other side of the door.

"hey come in. the pizza is about to arrive" y/n widened the door. Ferran smiled and stepped on, giving her a hug and taking off his jacket.

The pizza soon arrived, and they sat down to eat, drinking some coke alongside the food.

Halfway through their food, the door knocked. y/n's heart dropped as she didn't expect anyone

"expecting anyone?" Ferran furrowed his eyebrows. y/n shook her head anxiously and got up.

She looked through the peephole. Only to see Pedri and Fernando standing their.

"fuck" she whispered, running back to the living room

"Pedri is here. hide in my room, or the closet. whatever just don't get our until I text you" she said quickly before Ferran took his phone and ran to her room

She hid his jacket in one of the drawers of the living room and ran to the door

She took a deep breath then opened the door

"Pedri, Fernando. didn't know you guys were coming over" she faked a smile, letting them in.

"yeah we thought we might surprise you actually" Pedri said, dropping down on her couch

Fernando sat next to him, watching y/n's uncomfortable expression

"you were eating pizza?" Pedri asked, grabbing a piece and starting to munch on it

y/n nodded, her eyes then widening when she saw Ferran's cup of coke still there. She didn't say a thing, hoping they won't notice it.

"for who's this?" Pedri said suspiciously, pointing towards the extra cup

think y/n think. think of a believable lie.

she cleared her throat before speaking up

"uh my neighbor was actually over and we were just eating pizza before she had to go" y/n said slowly, realizing she actually said a good lie

"you're friends with your neighbor now? who even is she?" Pedri asked more questions making her roll her eyes

"yes we're friends you just don't know her now stop asking so many questions" she said, grabbing Ferran's cup and taking it to the kitchen

Fernando followed her, stopping her from going back to the living room

"is Ferran here?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at her.

She felt her stomach drop when he spoke.

"w-what?" she stuttered, mentally slapping herself for making it obvious.

"he's here isn't he? or did he leave?" Fernando smirked, raising his eyebrows

y/n let out a sigh, running her hands across her face

"how did you know?" she asked

"well the cologne is strong in the living room and it's obvious it is a man's cologne. you should be thankful Pedri is too stupid to notice it. where is he anyways?" he asked, making y/n groan

"he's in my room somewhere" she said, hugging herself with her arms, feeling uncomfortable with Fernando knowing about it.

"I'll take Pedri and we'll leave. Make sure to tell me everything next time" he warned her, pointing a finger towards her face. She smiled and nodded gratefully at him

They walked back to the living room, Fernando slapping the back of Pedri's head.

"get up we're leaving" he told him

"but we just arrived" Pedri complained, making y/n roll her eyes

"i remembered I have plans, and you're taking me there. get up and stop complaining" Fernando replied.

They hugged y/n goodbye, her whispering a low thank you to Fernando.

When they left, y/n let out a sigh and ran to her room. She slowly opened the door, only to be met with Ferran asleep in her bed, the blanket covering his body as he hugged one of her pillows.

She felt her heart melt at his cute pout, grabbing her phone slightly from her pocket, and taking a picture of him.

She left him asleep and watched a show in her living room until he woke up.

(next chapter is quite intense)

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mslanna · 5 months

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Diabolus Interruptus

Chapter 9 of Be My Guest now up on AO3

In which Haarlep has the time of their life, Tav gets a hug, and Raphael goes to war despite rather fucking the living daylights outta his mousling. Also, everybody pretends with me that time is wibbly wobbly.

"You look tired, my dear." Raphael observes as he passes Tav by in the Feast Hall.

Unable to fall asleep again, Tav took refuge in the big room that is usually frequented by many people. Being alone doesn't feel safe right now. Tav cannot be trusted around their own body. They don't look up and shake their head in the hope it will suffice. After all the big battle has to be soon.

Tav wonders if that is a reason Raphael choose Haarlep in their shape. An uncertain future looming ahead, one last chance, if everything failed, to have his way. What would they do if it was possibly their last day alive? Fuck Raphael? It wasn't out of the question.

"Is something bothering you?" Raphael stops by undeterred by his guest's feeble attempt to lose him.

"Can’t sleep," Tav mumbles. Maybe digging their own grave is a decent way out of this.

"It's an important day," Raphael replies. "It is only normal that sleep is an elusive thing. You will find your way to deal with it. We all do."

"I bet," Tav snorts under their breath. When the devil leans down for an explanation, they rest their hands on their folded arms. They can't even accuse him of breaking deal. All Raphael promised was that Tav's shape was off limits for visitors.

"I cannot hear whatever you mumble into your arms," Raphael says his voice heavy with disapproval.

"It's not for you ears." Tav raises their head to face him. "Maybe I'll talk to Haarlep."

An immaculate brow rises. "Finally giving in to your more base desires?" There is hope and greed in his tone.

"Talk, Raphael. A concept you should understand just fine because you like talking a lot." Tav snaps. "Maybe because you like to hear yourself talk too much."

"Oh, somebody hasn't slept well at all," he tuts. "No matter. I said Haarlep stands at your disposal and I am curious to see if talking will work out for you this time." He laughs to himself as he leaves to prepare for battle. Orders need issuing and the generals are leaving one by one.

Tav drops their head back to their arms. They definitely intend to talk only. But Haarlep is an incubus. Who knew what would happen in the end. Nothing. Tav straightens. If they can feel what Raphael does to Haarlep in their shape, it definitely works the other way round as well. The last thing they need is for the devil to be distracted by them riding Haarlep into oblivion and mess up his war.

Their cheeks burn at the thought. It would be sweet, petty revenge. It could also be their doom.

When Tav arrives in the boudoir, Haarlep ushers them through and plants an absent kiss on their head. "The generals started leaving and some need last minute ministrations. The prospect of violence makes them all so horny."

Since a musical number is difficult to get in with all those unpredictable interruptions, Haarlep ropes Tav into finally playing Lanceboard in earnest. While not as fun as singing and being hard on the braincells, it can easily be interrupted.

The board is put up on the left balcony and Haarlep ensures the curtain to close it off is soundproof as well.

"Think about it as a grace period until your next move." Haarlep winks before closing the curtain behind them. Tav stares at the board and wishes all the general to the hells. Unfortunately, that's where they already are. And it's not as if the extra time to think ever helps.

"Still your move?" the incubus teases when they return.

"What does it matter? I always lose anyway." Tav sighs and puts their head in their hands.

"You look decidedly unhappy," Haarlep observes. "How about a nap? The armies moved out. I think a hug will do you good."

Tav regards the red figure on the other side of the table. After getting the idea of hugs and cuddles, the incubus took to both rather well. If it was for personal reasons or because those did indeed lift Tav's mood considerably was open for debate. They were a stout ally to the paladin in this house and regardless of their motives, Tav was grateful. The House of Hope is a lonely place for a mortal soul with nowhere to go.

"Maybe you're right," they sigh. "You sure nobody will come barraging in for a last minute fuck?"

"Oh, they already have." Haarlep stands and offers a hand. "Trust me, by now I know who needs last minute relief unless they start strategising with their cock or cunt."

"And here I was thinking fiends are above such things." Tav takes the offered hand. It is soft as if Haarlep hasn't worked a day in their life when nothing could be further from the truth.

"Oh, you are so cute when you're utterly naive." The incubus guides Tav into the boudoir. The huge bed stands pristine as ever, as if nobody ever used it. Also something that couldn't be further from the truth. They kick the footstool back into place so the human has an easier time climbing the towering bed.

With a last glance at the open curtains to the pool, Tav slips out of their shirt and pants. For a moment the moving fabric whisper a cool breeze over their skin, then the warm air of the house engulfs them once more. They join Haarlep who already lies on the silken sheets, arms wide to pull Tav into a tight embrace.

It feels strange to rest in the incubus' arms, face secured against their throat, one arm slung lazily across the broad chest. Tav feels the leather harness press dents into their skin, the wing covering them almost like a blanket. They wrap one leg around Haarlep's and close their eyes. The arm around their shoulders holds them close, a warm shield against the world.

They wake abruptly, when Raphael's voice thunders through the room. Tav clings to Haarlep, eyes closed and evening out their breath. They hope the devil doesn't notice they woke. He doesn't sound happy at all with what he found.

"Did you know," Haarlep asks smugly, running one hand down Tav's back, "that mortals need non-sexual touch to stay healthy? A surprise, no doubt."

"And I am to believe that?" Raphael's voice is tense.

"My, my. You offered all of me up to our house guest," the incubus mocks. "Why so worried when they only claim a part?"

"I worry more about what you are making of those claims." Raphael's eyes rake over the mortal snug against Haarlep's side. Tav does wear pants, so the incubus may just be telling the truth. Another thought snaps into his mind: ever since his form was off the menu as well except for the little house guest, he has not felt a touch of arousal.

His jaw clenches. What had been a great idea to keep tabs on Tav, had turned into a nagging tool of defeat. However much time Tav spent with Haarlep, not once were they tempted to sleep with them. Raphael takes in his copy and grinds his teeth. Haarlep is as perfect as they came. It is an insult. One Tav doesn't even know they uphold every day.

When he concentrates, he can feel the soft arm slack across his chest, though; the cool body pressed against Haarlep's side, face cradled against their neck. It's little more than a hint of an impression, easy to miss. Raphael narrows his eyes, pushing away the question of how often he may have missed that.

"And that works?" The devil's tone is hard and dubious.

"Like a charm," Haarlep assures him.

Tav pretends to be asleep with their whole soul. The last thing they want is to get roped into this argument. The mattress shifts as Raphael climbs onto the bed and a tense moment later, Tav feels his weight settle against their back.

Their first thought after a stunned ‘oh’ is that Raphael sure came for something else if his bare chest is anything to go by. Tav clenches their eyes shut when a curious part of their mind wonders how naked the devil is. Unthinking they arch against his chest, a low moan dropping into Haarlep.

"They like that," the incubus coos, their hand moving from Tav's back to that to the devil resting over them.

Raphael doesn't reply and silence falls. "They are not sleeping though, are they," he finally growls.

"I think they are worried about you," Haarlep agrees. "After all, you might do anything."

The devil rumbles an unintelligible answer. The tension stays, though Tav tries to relax and enjoy the touch of the devil's actual skin against theirs. It is warm as Haarlep's, a little less smooth and claiming in a way the incubus is not.

"Maybe I let the two of you work this one out," Haarlep says into Tav's thoughts. The incubus slips out under them and leaves the devil and mortal behind. The silken sheets under Tav's belly are warm from their heat and do not notice the fire from Tav's face being added.

"So tell me," Raphael's words burn against Tav's ear. "Does this make you healthy? Happy?" He adds with a suggestive growl.

Tav thinks their situation through. On the one hand, Raphael sounds less than pleased about it. On the other hand he is still flattening them into the sheets with no sign of moving - war or no war. His skin is hot, ridges pressing into Tav's soft flesh. They could just enjoy the fleeting moment before the devil slips through their fingers again.

Or.

Bracing themself, Tav squirms under Raphael's weight until they are on their back. The devil rises a little to allow their movement, a brow raised inquiringly.

Tav looks up at the familiar face, its proximity causing a wad of yearning in their stomach. The black-hole eyes seem darker than usual, the golden coronas of fire all the brighter for it. His lips are pulled into a tight line and a single strand of hair trespasses from his temple down the side of his face. Tav knows they stare a devil in the face, even if the red skin and wicked curved horns hadn't given it away. And the devil stares back, waiting, ready to pounce.

Tav's pulse quickens and their heart longs to beat out of their chest. It takes concentration to breathe. The smart thing, Tav's brain screams, the smart thing is to hold very still and hope this too passes.

But being smart isn't something Tav is accused of often. They reach up and cup Raphael's face with both hands. The rugged skin smoulders into their palms as they gently tug. When there is no reaction, Tav arches up into a gentle kiss.

The world stills and for a moment and hell freezes over. Then Raphael returns the kiss, pressing Tav back onto the pillow with unbridled desire.

His taste runs down their throat like whisky, burning a path that skirts the stomach in favour of lower regions. Tav moans into the shared hunger, a noise the devil breaks apart between his teeth, sending his tongue deep into Tav's waiting mouth.

He drops the weight of his whole body on Tav who pulls him close. Their hands wander up to the devils horns, gripping them tight as he ravages their mouth. Hunger morphs into need and they gasp for air when their lips part for a broken moment. Tav buries their hands in his hair, letting its silken texture caress their fingers.

Raphael's weight seems to increase as he spreads his wings in a display of power. Tav yields, opening their legs so the devil rests against their damp crotch. Sharp teeth bite down in retaliation, leaving a trail of wet, red marks down Tav's throat. They feel him hard and ready. It is fast, a rush to get to the finish line, but this may be the only chance they get. Tav leans into it.

"Master, your armies. They are waiting." Haarlep's voice has never been this prim and precise as it cuts through the heated air of the boudoir. It works like a perfect insult.

Raphael pulls back, looking down at the flushed face of Tav. Their eyes are dilated with want, lips wet and bruised, forming a small round opening of desire. Small moans drip from it as the human stretches up against the devil. For a moment, Raphael indulges, plunges his thumb into the waiting mouth and relishes in the tongue caressing it immediately.

Tav sucks on the offered finger, settling into the helpless frustration. Almost. Cock-blocked by an infernal war. They let their tongue linger for a moment, teasing the sharp claw against it almost deep enough to draw blood.

"The war won't wait," Tav gets out, every word breezy with want. "I will be right here."

Annoyance is written all over Raphael's face. He leans down into a last angry kiss, teeth raking over Tav's mouth. "You better be."

Cold floods Tav's skin when the devil rises. A snap of his fingers summon his battle armour and whatever moment they had is swallowed by the war machine. Tav remains alone on the bed, face and pussy wet and wanting. With a groan they drop back against the pillow and throw an arm over their eyes.

"You're doing amazing, dear," Haarlep calls over. After seeing off their master, the incubus returns to Tav's side. Red skin, warm and smooth, snuggles up against Tav and a strong arm curls around their shoulders pulling them back against Haarlep's chest. "Let's just hope he doesn't bungle the battle thinking with his bulge now."

Tav buries their face in the crook of Haarlep's neck with a groan.

"There, there." The incubus pats their back. "You sleep now. That's what you came here for after all, is it not." They rub Tav's back and add "sweet dreams" with more innuendo than should fit into two words.

#bg3 #bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #raphael x tav #bg3 fanfiction #be my guest #chapter 9 #mel writes fanfic #sleazy second-hand car dealer

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minnielvr · 8 months

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DIE FOR YOU - chapter 2 : "right guy"

while y/n and her 5 other friends were hanging out and drinking in their dorm, just a few miles away was the party hyunjin and his friends were throwing. y/n looked out the window and wondered why so many people were walking towards the frathouse, so she asked her friends.

"h-hey guys..why are there so many people walking that way" she said in slurred words while pointing out the window

"oh chris told me that they're throwing a party" intak responded, "i was gonna go but you guys invited me first"

"we should go so y/n can get some dick" yunjin said and took another sip of her drink while leaning on her boyfriend

"i-im down" when y/n said that everyone was surprised, but then again she was drunk and had no idea what she was saying.

"since when does y/n agree to stuff like that?" hanni asked

"aye a-all i know is that...a drunk mans words are a s-sober mans thoughts" haerin said with slurred words and put her hands up

"well shit then we should go, i mean rarely any of us go to parties anyway right?" keeho said

"well yea but maybe y/n should sober up a little before we go, just so she doesn't do anything she'll regret" yunjin suggested

"oh cmon let her live a little" intak countered

"n-no guys i'll drink sone water then we can leave 'kay?" y/n said and got up to go sober up

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meanwhile at the frat party, the boys were playing and intense game of truth or dare. christoper spinned the bottle and it landed on hyunjin, he smirked.

"hyunjin, truth or dare?"

"hmmm..dare" everyone was now very engaged in watching the game.

"okay...i dare you to make a girl fall in love with you. and then break up with her on halloween." his smirked stayed on his face the whole time.

"WHATTT, NAHHH, NO WAY, THATS CRAZZY" everyone started cheering

hyunjin just leaned back and crossed his arms, "pffft, lightwork. who should i do?" he asked

the boys started talking amongst themselves to pick a girl.

"ooh i think you should do y/n, i heard she hates people like you, but wait until she sees your charm" jeongin suggested

"hmm okay but you guys have to give me some money if i pull her." he countered

everyone said yes and hyunjin started telling everyone as soon as he sees her he would make a move.

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after y/n and her friends sobered up they walked accross campus to the party. they walked in and were met with the smell of alcohol and sweat, and heard very loud music.

"uhh guys just to let you know im not actually gonna get dicked down, i was drunk and didn't know what i was doing." y/n warned everyone, she was feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"boooo boringgg" haerin gave a thumbs down

"okay that doesn't matter guys lets just go have fun" intak said and pulled keeho with him

they all split up in pairs and promised to meet up at that spot in 2 hours.

yunjin pulled y/n with her and said "cmon lets go find you a boy toy"

"bro i really don't want one like chill" she was was now getting pissed off when someone said that. can't they take a hint?

"oh..sorry. i didn't think it was that big of a deal i won't say that again." yunjin apologized.

while the two girls were walking around the house they spotted the 8 boys, yunjin suggested they should just go and say hi to be polite.

"yunjin no one comes to a frat party to be polite to the hosts..."

"ugh cmon!!! just to socialize you know?" she argued back

"fine.." y/n agreed

the two girls walked up to the boys and yunjin tapped on felixs shoulder, both y/n and yunjin knew felix a little bit so they were comfortable with him

"hey felix!!" yunjin said with a big smile and waved

"oh hey you two!!" felix looked a bit surprised, he had never seen them at any party except for a few.

changbin looked at felix to see who he was talking to and immediately told hyunjin that y/n was there. hyunjin looked at her and smirked, forming a plan in his head.

he walked up to felix and put his elbow on felixs shoulder.

"hello ladies, fancy seeing you here" he looked y/n up and down

"hi.." both girls said with an uneven tone

"say, y/n. would you like to grab a drink with me?" he tried to make a move

"uhh no i wasn't planning to drink tonight" she responded

yunjin then nudged her and reminded her of what intak said, 'live a little'. so, reluctantly, y/n said yes and walked next to hyunjin to the drink table. hyunjin thought to himself 'this is easy money, shes so easy'

they made it to the drinks and hyunjin grabbed a bottle and two red cups. he poured them a drink and gave one to y/n

"cheers" he tipped his cup

"yea...cheers." she tipped hers and drank it

when they both finished hyunjin realized y/n looked uncomfortable, obviously he didn't care but for the sake of the dare, he acted like he did.

"you look a little uncomfortable, would you like to come outside with me?" he put on his best caring face

y/n was shocked to say the least, how could he pick up on something like that? still, she was skeptical. she acted like she was giving it some thought and said yes.

they walked outside and sat on the curb, the wind was breezing and the moon was full.

for some reason, which he did not know, hyunjin felt comfortable with her, hell even a little vulnerable. so he decided to just relax and make conversation.

"so uh, whats someone like you doing here?" he turned his face to y/n

"someone like me?" y/n raised a brow "whats that supposed to mean?"

"well, i didn't mean it in a bad way, it's just..you know....you don't come to parties very often." he tried explaining

"wellll... yeah but my friends told me to 'live a little' so i decided to give it a try" she looked back infront of her

hyunjin nodded his head and hummed. then the two just sat in silence for a while.

and for some reason, which she did not know why, y/n felt a little comfortable with him, maybe it was because she had alcohol in her, but whatever the reason was, she felt safe.

hyunjin started thinking more and more about y/n. why was she never at parties? why was she always hanging out with the same people all the time? why didn't she have a boyfriend? she was pretty, nice, and he heard she was smart too.

so he decided to ask her.

"hey y/n?" he turned to her and asked

"yea whats up?" she turned to him, their faces were inches apart.

"do you believe in love? i mean, i've never seen you with a guy you know? except those two friends of yours."

she was kind of surprised he was asking that, why would he? but she still decided to answer.

"of course i do, it's just that, i don't feel like anyone is right for me. either that or i don't deserve them..." she realized she was saying too much about herself. "but you know, i think i'll find the right person one day"

hyunjin started thinking about how he could use this as an advantage and act sympathetic. in the inside he was smirking, she is SO easy.

"well....maybe i can be the right guy." he looked into her eyes.

before she knew it he started leaning in and he put a hand on her chin. but she instantly stood up.

"yea. no. DEFINITELY not you." she dusted her pants off and looked around. "im actually supposed to leave now, bye." she didn't even look back, she just started walking back to her dorm. not bothering to go tell her friends.

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One of the many things that bugged me in the final, was Al's segment in the last few minutes, mostly because like everything in this show there was so much missed potential. So I present a part of a re-write I would love to do, this part focusing on Al because he could have been really cool and not an edge lord. Also most of this is stuff I've seen in other asks/re-writes that I think would be cool.

So Al in this version is pretty close with pilot/original Al. He was still a serial killer who loves to make deals. He has his code for killing of killing those who take advantage of the weak and most of his deals are deals of protection(ie. every time you help me, you can call on me to help you that number of times), he still makes deals for his own gain of course and is still as ominous as in the pilot. Also he functions like a warlock from dnd, with no real power of his own. Also also, he never swears at all, not once and if he does its a more old timey swear, he cannot talk with out his staff and has to perpetually smile.

Have him keep his sentiment from the pilot that he's here at the hotel for his own amusement and that he does not care about anybody in it. Have Al start of as very aloof and keep him this way for the frist 10(give or take) episodes(also give the show more episodes). Have Al never use his powers on screen have only give hints that he's as powerful as everybody says he is. Over the first season have the cast grow to like each other more Al include but much much more mildly. The main villains of s1 should be the Vs also save Heaven for last or later. So s1 final, the Vs attack the hotel or sm and the main cast + sinners who have checked in to the hotel(believing it not to be a lost cause, which also gives Charlie some extra motivation). During this have a part where Al has to use his suposed powers only to reveal that he has none or that they are extremely weak. At some point either durning or before his 7 year sabbatical they where either taken or disappears for some reason(maybe because of a deal he broke?). After this have Al use what little magic he has to teleport away leaving the hotel(because he's a coward/does not want to be seen as weak in anyway). The cast gets the Vs to leave them alone with one of Sir. Pent's machines bc he's the best and we love him.

Another thing that I want to do is show Al being aroace. Have an episode where he goes with Angel to the Vs tower just to mess with Vox but they run into Val and Alastor is very obviously uncomfortable near him, you could even have Angel notice this and try to have Val piss off.

Ok moving on to next season, Al is missing and have the gang(mostly Niffty and Husk bc in this au those three are friends and you can pry that from my dead hands. Also Husk and Al have a deal of mutual protection, they help each other out. Hell this could be another reason why Al left at the fight because he could do anything to help Husk.) start looking around pride to try and find him. They do and he immediately teleports away leading to a short chase until Al runs out of magic. Then the rest of main cast confront him about the whole ordeal. I'm not sure how exactly it goes but Al durning the whole conversation is trying to doge all questions and lie as much as he can(the main cast after this still don't know all the details but the main idea is that, Al had a deal with somebody who gave him powers when he first entered hell, maybe Lilith? And 7 years ago he broke it somehow, leaving him to disappear trying to regain lost power). Husk and Niffty manage to convince him to keep helping the hotel and probably question him more in private. I'm not sure what the rest of s2 would be about, I know that s1 is about more sinners checking into the hotel and also getting Angle away from Val. s2 Might be about Charlie finally getting to talk w/ Heaven and would you look at that they love the idea of a hotel for sinners to reform because heaven likes the exterminations about as much as hell does(exterminations are still about over population in this au). Also s2 introduces Lucifer.

I'm not quite sure what exactly happens in s3 and 4 but I know that in s3 Al starts believing in the hotel more and caring about the people in it(would he ever admit this? no.). Somebody in this season also presents him with betraying the hotel which he says no to. Idk how s4 goes but it ends with some angels(not all of them, only the most dedicated exterminators) going to hell against heavens rules to kill as many sinners as they can. They get stopped obviously but I still need to work out more details.

I'm still working on sorting out other stuff for this re-write also sorry if this is really long or annoying, I've had this sitting in my brain all week. If you don't mind I might also send asks about the other characters in the re-write

Good rewrite! Interesting stuff!

#ghosts-junk-pile #hazbin hotel critical #viv stuff #actual blog post

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9/MAR/20XX

"Uuugh."

frisk groaned as they wiped up a mess of orange juice.

"How did I even manage to miss that badly?"

"We are all a little loopy in the mornings."

"Golly. The cup was RIGHT there... and yet you still missed!"

"Maybe you should leave that to Toriel still, huh?"

flowey laughed at frisk's misery.

"Flowey, be nice."

"...Though, I am more than willing to assist you if you need help, my child."

"I can pour it normally. Just... not right now, apparently."

"like she said - it's mornin' still, and you just woke up. don't beat yourself up over it."

i glance to flowey.

"and don't let any flowers beat you up over it, either."

"I'll say what I want!"

a stern look from toriel.

"....."

he huffs and goes back to picking the cereal out of his marshmallows.

toriel gave this a disapproving look too, but it's a regular occurrence.

she helped frisk pour another glass of orange juice, and they slumped back in their chair, deflated. don't know if i've ever seen a kid look more upset while drinking oj.

"Are you still planning to follow Sans home after you eat?"

they looked at me.

"paps won't be back until around ten."

"I'm good to hang out with you until then."

"alright."

"Flowey, will you be-"

"Staying here."

"I don't want to be around those two nincompoops alone for two hours."

again, an occurrence too regular for her to bother saying anything about anymore. these days, she almost doesn't even notice the insults sometimes. i think everyone else tunes them out a little, too.

——

"...."

"so, are backwards shoes the new thing?"

"..What?"

frisk paused and looked down.

"........"

"How."

they started walking again.

"No wonder they felt weird."

"you wanna stop and fix 'em?"

"I'm gonna take them off at your house anyway, so I'm gonna just deal with it until then."

"well, c'mon - this way. i know a little shortcut."

——

a ball of paper bounces off my skull.

frisk slams their head into the side of the couch, not accounting for the fact that it'd hurt.

"Aggh-"

"careful."

uncrinkling the ball, there was the start of a drawing with scribbles where the legs would be.

i folded the page back up, and they loosely smacked it out of my hand.

the paper smacked them in the face.

". . ."

".....jeez."

"lady luck's got a vendetta against you, huh?"

sitting bolt upright, they shouted.

"Not just that, but I keep messing stuff up - and then having the WORST luck with just about everything else!!"

throwing their arms up in the air...

and immediately hitting my brother on accident, who just entered.

"Oh mY GODDDDD-"

curling forward into a ball.

"welcome home, bro. you're a bit early."

"HELLO..."

looking with concern at the human groaning annoyedly on the couch in front of him.

"...UM."

"IF YOU'RE UPSET ABOUT HITTING ME, WORRY NOT! I AM A-OKAY!!"

"IT TAKES MUCH MORE THAN THAT TO HURT SOMEONE AS STRONG AS I!"

"not just that - their luck's been shot all day."

"And shit."

he sat himself onto the couch and dragged frisk like a stuffed animal to his chest for a hug.

"HAVE NO WORRIES - THE GREAT PAPYRUS IS HERE TO BALANCE YOUR POOR LUCK OUT WITH MY OWN INCREDIBLE LUCKINESS!!"

"AND NOW THAT I'M HERE... WHAT ACTIVITIES SHALL WE DO, HUMAN?!"

".....Can we just sit here?"

"WH-"

"sounds good to me."

"WAIT, WHY??"

"Nothing bad can happen if I do nothing at all."

"sound logic."

"NO, IT ISN'T! NOTHING GOOD CAN HAPPEN, EITHER!!"

"If you're here, that's good. That happened and I didn't do anything to cause it."

"WELL, YES. BUT THAT WAS INEVITABLE. I WAS ALWAYS TO COME HOME AND HANG OUT - AS ALREADY PLANNED."

"And I wanna hang out by doing nothing."

"......"

"we could at least put on a movie."

"...."

"DOES THAT SOUND NICE, FRISK?"

"...Yeah."

"and i'm pretty sure we've got popcorn still."

"we'll do a movie night."

"IT WILL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER FOR SURE!"

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they dumped the bowl of blackened kernels into the trashcan.

they sighed defeatedly.

"..W-WELL. THAT'S OKAY! WE'LL JUST MAKE YOU ANOTHER BAG."

he opened the cabinet and grabbed the popcorn box, reaching in and... patting the empty inside.

"......."

𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘮.

frisk pounded their head against the sink door. i put my hand between the door and their forehead to lessen the impact of the blows.

my brother gently pulls them away from the door by the shoulders, turning them around.

"NOW, NOW. THIS IS OKAY, TOO!"

"WE STILL HAVE-"

"me and undyne split the last of the chips the other day."

"...WE CAN STILL STOP BY THE STORE AND GET YOU A SNACK THAT DOESN'T REQUIRE ANY PREPARATION!"

"here, i know a shortcut."

"Another?"

"yep."

"COME ALONG!"

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exhaling every bit of air they had, frisk looks between the cash on the counter, and the total on the screen - thirty cents short.

quickly appearing beside them, papyrus moves all their cash back into their bag (slipping an extra ten in) and pats frisk's head as he hands it back.

"DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, FRISK. I WAS GOING TO PAY ANYWAY!"

the way they looked at the machine, you'd think it was about to reject papyrus' card or blow up or something.

it didn't. he quickly waved goodbye to the cashier as he scooped up frisk's items into a bag himself. he passes it to frisk, and they take his hand. with the other, he grabs onto my hand.

"MAYBE WE CAN WALK! FRESH AIR SHOULD DO EVERYONE SOME GOOD."

halfway down the sidewalk, a branch catches frisk's bag. the bag tears; their chips and candy fall to the floor - sweet tea rolling away.

i stop it with my foot, picking the other items up as well.

"i'll pack 'em. no problem."

taking the torn bag and shoving it into my pocket, we continue walking.

a bit further on, papyrus spots a puddle on the side of the road. spontaneously grabbing frisk and lifting them up, a car speeds past and sprays him with water - i just barely get out of the way.

frisk remains unsoaked, thanks to my brother's quick thinking.

"...WHEN DID IT RAIN?"

"sometime last night."

"AH. I SEE."

"Thank you Papyrus. I'm sorry."

"DON'T BE! IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT."

"maybe we take a shortcut after all."

——

the rest of the day, papyrus is extremely diligent in making sure nothing else happens to frisk. in the end he secretly seems thankful for the doing-nothing choice.

it really is easier to keep someone out of bad luck's way when they're sitting still.

papyrus makes tomato soup for dinner, deciding nothing can go wrong with that. to be absolutely certain, he cools it to nearly room temp before serving any to them. when frisk almost spills it, he hands them a straw.

"...isn't that a bit much?"

"It's fine. Not like I haven't used one for soup before."

"CERTAINLY NO WAY TO SPILL IT WITH A STRAW."

succeeding again, he messages tori to say he'll keep them just until bedtime.

"YOU NEED A BAD-LUCK COUNTERBALANCE LIKE ME AROUND TODAY."

frisk nods in silent agreement.

both me and frisk are impressed at his ability to navigate around unlucky situations throughout the night, but i suppose he 𝗵𝗮𝘀 been dealing with 𝘮𝘦 forever. avoiding messes is basically a special skill of his at this point.

when it was time for frisk to go home, paps was still pretty worried and accompanied them all the way home - apparently even going as far as to tuck them in himself, according to toriel.

#undertale #journal #sans #frisk #toriel #flowey #papyrus #sans and papyrus #sans and flowey #sans and frisk #frisk and sans #papyrus and frisk #papyrus and sans

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bories · 9 months

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can you guys tell i love werewolves?

quick background info: i like to imagine reader as charlie's "adopted shortly after bella left him" kid. so she's close w bella but also kinda lagging behind when it comes to hearing about whats going on around her. this also takes place in eclipse <3

!!! i took some inspiration from @the-wolf-moon-diaries' Hold a Light Back to My Soul and the idea from @lunajay33's My Beast and i highly recommend their stories!

i definitely gotta write a pt 2 where we meet up again, don't i? damn

weird dog ... seth clearwater x reader

word count: 1512, warnings: swearing, running away, giant wolf?? a tad boring

Some days can be rough as hell around here, and dealing with them can be just as hard. There's not much to do in Forks, besides drive down to La Push, or wander in and out of the small stores around town, or even wander the hiking trails. But regardless, you need out, you gotta go.

Everything keeps piling up, looming over you, and it's all about to come crashing down. You're sick of hearing about some vampire army, and Bella's stupid love triangle, and now even werewolves--so you decide to leave. Slipping into some boots, you run out the door, barely caring if you make noise.

Not sure of where to go, you just pick a direction and run. You break out into a sprint until you get stomach cramps.

Slowing down, you walk and catch your breath as you reach the entrance to a hiking trail. It's far too late into the night for anyone to be out there unless they're camping, and even then they'd be holed up in their tents for the night. Regardless, though, you deviate from the path and just wander through the trees, not wanting to run into anyone.

Never slowing down, you begin to think about your safety in the forest so late.

It'll be fine, you tell yourself, Besides, if I get lost, someone'll just come find me like they found Bella that one time. With vampires and werewolves, it can't be that hard.

You roll your eyes at the thought of both species of weird being unable to track you down.

Your stomach stops hurting and you keep strolling through the forest, dodging trees and hopping off any big rocks you find. Taking in the forest around you, you start to wonder how long you've been gone.

No more than, like, half an hour. Maybe 45. D'you think Dad has noticed yet? you ask yourself. Definitely not.

After a few more minutes worth of walking and avoiding thinking too much, you stop in a little clearing. It's less of a clearing and more like trees getting a little more sparse, but you don't mind.

You sit on a rock and look up. The trees here are far apart enough to get a small, but clear shot of the sky.

"Nice," you smile. And for a few minutes, all you do is stare at the stars in silence.

Your eyelids start to feel heavy as your body really relaxes. You slide off the rock so you're sitting on the ground, leaned against it, still looking up.

I mean, this isn't the most uncomfortable pillow I've used. And I don't think I'd make it home anyways, you think, justifying sleeping against that rock to yourself. I'll go back in the morning if no one finds me by then. Sounds like a solid plan.

You yawn and close your eyes while turning onto your side against the rock. The quiet sounds of the forest lull you to sleep as your mind wanders. It wanders from the Cullens, to La Push, to how you miss the beach, to how you might go there next time you want to run away for a night, to how you'd even get there alone.

Being nearly asleep, you don't pick up on the fact that the forest is suddenly void of sound. Any animals around you have left, the leaves having stopped rustling, even the wind no longer blowing. But it's not until you hear the crunching of twigs behind you that your eyes shoot open, wide and aware. You hear panting, slow and steady, and you don't dare move.

Shit, is it a bear? 'If it's black, fight back,' right? We only have black bears around here. God, should I get up? Playing dead only works on brown bears--shit. Mind racing, your eyes squeeze shut until you come to a decision.

You abruptly stumble to your feet and start screaming, trying to scare away whatever's behind you, until you actually turn around. Your scream shifts from "trying-to-assert-dominance" to "trying-not-to-die-tonight" as you register what's found you. Not a black bear, but a brown wolf. A huge brown wolf. It even pulls away from you, startled by your screaming.

"Holy shit! Holy shit!" You stagger backwards and trip over a small rock, falling on your ass. You curse to yourself and look back up at the beast. It watches you, and for a moment, you two just stare at one another.

Your eyes are full of fear, mouth open, ready to scream, chest rising and falling with every uncertain breath. The wolf huffs and its head dips down towards you as it sniffs you. In response, you weakly try to shuffle backwards, unsure of what to do. It lets out another huff, backing away, never breaking eye contact.

To your surprise, it sits. It sits there and just looks at you.

You take a deep breath in and out and try to calm yourself. "Hoo... Okay," you're cautious to speak, afraid of what might happen. "Hey there, uh, buddy?"

It doesn't move. "You, uh--you won't hurt me, huh? Right?"

It huffs. "Great. Very trustworthy."

Standing up slowly, you're wary of the wolf still watching your every move. You relax as the wolf seems uninterested in attacking you.

You sigh, "Now what? One wrong move and I might as well scream for the Cullens to come bite me."

You start talking to yourself, "This is what you get for being stupid. 'Oh, it's just the big bad trees. What's the worst that could happen?' I said. Yeah, right. Idiot."

The wolf's head cocks to the side as you scold yourself.

"And you," you gesture towards the wolf, "what're you gonna do? God, what am I doing? Threatening a giant wolf? I really am a genius."

You stop rambling and take a breath. "Okay. This is fine."

Your shoulders finally slump as you take in the wolf. It's as tall as the average human, taller even, with brown fur that looks darker at night. It's eyes are brown and captivating, almost unnaturally humanlike. Regardless, you can't help but find it beautiful.

"You're not that scary, are you?" You flash it a weak smile, "I bet you're just like a big puppy. You're so big that if you were red I'd call you Clifford," you laugh.

Taking slow steps towards the wolf, you raise your hand as non-threateningly as you can. "Can I pet you?" It watches you with curiosity.

"That's kind of a dumb question, isn't it? You can't really," your hand is inches from its head, "...respond." It leans into your touch as you begin softly stroking its fur.

"See," you chuckle, "you're not so mean."

It huffs and lies down. "What, you're tired? I bet you had a long day of scaring campers, didn't you?" You sit down beside the wolf, "I'm tired, too, you know? You actually kind of woke me up."

It watches you blankly. "I accept your apology, don't worry."

With a yawn, you start petting its fur again. "Pretty soft for a wild wolf," you mutter.

Your eyes start feeling heavy again and you lean against the wolf. "You don't mind, right?" Your words come out slowly, tired.

A huff in response. "Great, thanks. You're a much better pillow than that rock was," you trail off and close your eyes.

As your body relaxes against the wolf, the pace of your breathing matches the wolf's, and your mind starts to wander again. Wandering from how warm the wolf is, to the sun, to how you used to stare at the sun as a kid, to how you miss sunbathing on the beach, to planning your next day at the beach.

You barely mutter a "G'night," and drift off to sleep.

Throughout the night, the wolf watches over you as you sleep curled up with it. At sunrise, it stands, leaving you lying on the ground, and it begins to nudge you awake with its snout. You're startled awake by the wolf in your face and sit up, finding your bearings.

"Oh," you say, rubbing your eyes. "Right, good morning, I guess." The wolf pants at you, mouth open. "God, I really spent the night out here... Shit--has dad noticed?"

The wolf watches as you stand up and look around, looking for the direction you came in. Once you recognize the way home, you turn to say goodbye to the wolf. It stares at you, tall and unmoving.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm about to be in huge trouble."

Its tongue licks its nose. You smile with a sigh and shake your head, "I'll miss you, too. Don't scare too many people while I'm gone, alright?"

It bows its head as you pet it goodbye. "I'll find you again. I'll come back, tonight or tomorrow. And you better be here."

You turn and begin walking away, thinking to yourself, Weirdest dog I've ever met.

You look back once and it's gone. As silently as it had snuck up on you the previous night, it had gone.

#i love me a good wolf boy<3 #seth clearwater #seth x reader #seth clearwater x reader #x reader #twilight #twilight new moon #werewolves #werewolf #im too lazy to add more tags

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blazethestarshipranger · 4 months

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Aaaaa I just finished a little draft of the Heather's michie fic and.....HERE IT IS this will probably not be the full chapter once I fully write it (I wrote half of this in the middle of the night lol)

Richie sighs as he walks the halls of his school in his diary "Dear diary...today is September 1st, 2021...I think I'm a good person, I believe there's good in everyone, but here we are first day of senior year, and...all these kids I've known all my life have become such jerks" he wanders around the halls and spots the three heathers by there locker now their names aren't heather it's just a nickname they gave themselves for some reason. Their actual names are Brooke, Stacy, and Brenda they are the most popular girls in school and Richie would do anything to be like them.

Brooke hums as she puts on some lip gloss "Ugh here comes Miss Mulberry" The three girls fold their arms and turn to face the teacher who's walking towards them, Richie's eyes widenand he starts to write something. MisMulberryry crosses her arms "Now girls what and we doing out in the hall

class has started detention for all three of you!" Brooke looks at her in disgust "My parents pay your salary!" Just say one of the other heathers is about to say something Richie runs over "U-um actually miss Mulberry all four of us are out on hall pass.... yearbook committee..." he hands her the note and reads it "mmh....thank you for letting me know Richie I can always trust you" she walks away.

Richie turns to the heathers and sees that they are staring at him. Brook grabs the note "mm...this is an excellent forgery who are you?" She asks handing the note to the other two girls to have a look. Richie gulps "I-im Richie Lipschitz and u-uhm...I crave a deal?" Brooke clicks her tongue "What kind of deal?" Richie stammers "L-let me sit at your lunch table just once maybe if everyone sees that you guys tolerate me I'll be left alone?" The girls laugh and are about to walk away "W-wait! I can forge just about anything!" The girls stop and turn back to face Richie.

Brook grabs him by the chin and inspects his face "Mmm...you do have good bone structure..." Stacy giggles Iff I take a meat cleaver down to the centre of your skull I'd have matching halves that's very important" Brenda rolls her eyes "Though you could lose a few pounds" Brooke rolls her eyes "Shut up the both of you!....but you know...this could be a beautiful thing Richie...you could be beautiful but...are you ready for it?" She smirks. Richie nods "of course I am! Um...should I meet you outside after school?" He asked the heathers laughed and Brooke once again spoke "Yup ~ meet us at the parking lot after school and tomorrow this school will know a whole new you"

The girls walk off leaving Richie alone as his best friend Ruth runs up to him he has another friendpeter Spankoffski but his brother took him on vacation. Ruth grabs him by the shoulders "DUDE DID THEY JUST INVITE YOU TO BE ONE OF THEM!?" Richie was still in a state of shock but then shook his head "Y-yeah..but anyway we still on for movie night? I got the snacks" Ruth just rolls her eyes "Yeah yeah we are and I got us the shape of water!" Now Richie rolls his eyes and chuckles "Again we've seen it a million times don't you have it memorised by now?" They both laugh as they walk to class.

#npmd #nerdy prudes must die #richie lipschitz #max jagerman #michie #richie x max

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animangaandchillsblog · 1 year

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[headcanon that naruto needs to study in order to become hokage so hinata has to be the one who teaches him]

naruto: im tired of studying...

hinata: you can do it naruto-kun! just a little bit more.. and you'll have the rest of your day!

naruto: but im tired...

hinata: w- well... if you insist, then let's call it a day (begins to pack her things)

naruto: (pulls her hand) no.. not you, i want you to stay

hinata: but you said you want to rest because you're tired of studying

naruto: but i don't want you to go..

hinata: (blushing) wh- why?

naruto: because just by seeing your face makes me calm. can't you stay for a while and hang out for a bit?

hinata: (speechless)

naruto: (laughs hard) hinata i always like that expression of yours! you are so cute yet i like this feeling whenever i see you

hinata: s- stop it! stop making fun of me! im gonna go!

naruto: nooo don't leave me here! i hate studying but i don't hate you!

hinata: then, what? wh- what?

naruto: i like you. i really, really like you. so yeah

hinata: i.. i..

naruto: cmon, let's just have it easy for today

hinata: (starts to make a firm face) n- no naruto-kun! you can't do that. it's not fair!

naruto: what? what's not fair? i like you so shouldn't you be happy?

hinata: well.. you like- lik.. like everyone! i demand a different type of like! what do you think of me?

naruto: (makes a straight and serious face) you're beautiful. i like your eyes the most.

hinata: stop.. stop it!

naruto: (confused) what? im being serious here! i would never lie to you!

hinata: im going

naruto: h- hinata wait-

hinata: (refuses to turn back and keep walking)

naruto: okay- okay i get it! i don't know why you're mad when im being serious but maybe i didn't compliment much? (begins shouting) I LOVE THE WAY YOU CHUCKLE, ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU MADE GRASP ALL YOUR FINGERS TOGETHER! I LOVE THE IT WHEN YOU MADE A SERIOUS FACE WHILE TEACHING ME! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU LAUGH AT MY JOKES! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU ALWAYS BRING ME GOOD FOOD! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU'RE ANGRY, THAT TINY FROWN MADE ME WANT TO TOUCH IT! I LIKE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU!

hinata: (blushes furiously and stop walking)

naruto: (stops shouting) oh! are you changing your mind? i knew it! honesty is the best policy!

hinata: (turns around) will you praise other girls like what you did just now? like, perhaps sakura or ino or..

naruto: what are you talking about? i don't like sakura when she's angry, she's scary. ino is too firm if she will ever teach me.

hinata: (sigh) this is going nowhere but i'll stay. on one condition.

naruto: what?

hinata: promise me you won't praise any girl just like what you did before

naruto: (confused) okay.. that seems like an easy rule. of course i won't do that.

hinata: yeah, yeah bec.. because you like me

[inner monologue: as a friend!]

naruto: hinata! (approaches her and hold her hand with both of his hands) stay with me, okay? i mean it.

hinata: (smiles) i'll stay. thank goodness that you're.. you're cute

naruto: (blushing) st- stop it!

hinata: what?

naruto: y- you said we should call it a day and ugh i don't like this heartbeat of mine whenever you say something weird

hinata: i didn't do anything but well, just in case we need to consult with sakura next time

naruto: yeah. well, you're coming with me right? tomorrow after our class session?

hinata: okay, i don- don't have any plans anyway

naruto: (grin) yehee! deal!

#naruto #hinata #naruhina #au naruhina #incorrect naruhina quotes #dorky #dorky naruhina

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cricketnationrise · 9 months

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Congrats on the followers milestone!! Here's an idea:

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Reading Room

Lardo

for you, a little expansion of Shitty's Dibs. Thank you and enjoy!

catch up on the rest of Ficlet Fest 3 here

🏒🏒🏒🏒

reading room, 4:30pm

Lardo flings open the door and makes a beeline for Shitty’s bed so she can crawl out onto the Reading Room. She doesn’t even make it all the way onto the roof before she’s continuing her rant from their text chain.

“And like, I’m sort of shocked they waited till now to ask me, like, it’s almost finals? Did they think I just didn’t have my shit figured out already?” she asks, dumping her bag to one side and settling into her customary spot.

“Well—”

“Leaving aside the fact that I don’t have a living situation figured out yet, it just feels like a desperate move. Doesn’t bode well, you feel me?”

“For sure. Bear?” he asks, holding out the biggest bag of gummy bears she’s seen in a while toward her.

She raises a single eyebrow. “Did you accidentally buy a bag with the pink ones again?”

“...Maybe.”

“Bear me.” He passes over the bag and they take a moment to just watch the street, soaking up the breeze rustling through the leaves and the sounds of Beyoncé from the kitchen below them. The first taste of grapefruit makes her wrinkle her nose – she’s not the biggest fan of the flavor – but she’s not about to let Shitty absently snack on something that he’s mildly allergic to, so she keeps eating.

“So did you give them an answer already?” Shitty asks eventually, a weird expression on his face. Lardo squints at him, but lets it go in favor of answering.

“I told them I had to think about it,” she says, picking out the last few pink bears. “It’d be like, fine, but – ‘kay, I ate all the gross pink ones for you—”

“Brah,” he says, fake tearing up in gratitude. She punches him in the side of the arm and Shitty falls to the side with a dramatic groan. Lardo just rolls her eyes and continues her thought.

“—But, it's on the other side of campus. Plus, Claire's gonna sexile Lara weekly, and I don't wanna Judge Judy all senior year.” She leans back on her hands, more glad than ever she doesn’t have to use her brain any more today. “Man. Why the printmaking kids gotta be so damn horn a bajillion percent of the time?”

There’s a beat of silence where Shitty would normally make fun of her (admittedly strange) art friends, and then—

“So, Lards, ‘bout housing…I’m thinking you should have my dibs.” Lardo freezes at the words. Surely she didn’t hear correctly. He can’t have offered her his room in The Haus. He can’t have.

“I mean it makes a whole lotta sense, right? I mean, first, you practically fuckin’ love here anyway,” he says, ticking the items off on his fingers. “Second, it should be your right as manager. And third—” he meets her gaze squarely, more sincere and earnest about this than he ever was for hockey or any of his classes. This is important to him, maybe the most important. Suddenly, she’s fighting down a lump in her throat.

“You’re one of the best teammates I’ve ever had. So like. You know what to do to seal the deal…if you want ‘em, that is.”

Apparently he can have been offering his room – offering her a chance to live with some of her favorite people in the whole damn world – as though it was a given, a right, a done deal. He holds out his hand for the customary Dibs Shake, but to her horror, Lardo sniffs, and there’s a tear dripping down her cheek that she has to hide in her elbow.

“Shitty…”

The wobble in her voice sets him off, and now they’re both halfway to ugly crying on the roof of the Haus like dumbasses. “Oh no-no-no, dude,” he says, furiously blinking to ward off tears. “If you waterworks, I’ll w-waterworks…”

She launches herself at him with a strangled AGGGHH!! – throwing her arms around him and squeezing as tightly as she can, hoping that her message gets across without actual words.

Shitty squeezes her back, and his words sound a little relieved (did he think she’d say no???) and a lot wet when he manages to speak. “Hugs count too.”

Fuck right they do.

When they finally break apart, Shitty’s beaming at her and she can feel her own smile widening in response.

“I guess I better tell Claire and Lara I’m already set for next year then,” she teases, striving for her normal dry tone.

“Brah, you’re gonna eat a million pies next year.”

“‘Swawesome.”

#starthecozy #cricket writes #omgcp #check please #ficlet fest 3 #lardo pov #most of the dialogue lifted from ngozi's post #shitty's dibs #the haus

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Ellis Twilight — Wicked Love Blooming In The Dark Night Story Event [Premium End]

Premium End

I do not own any contents of Ikemen Villains. This story being uploaded in this blog belongs solely to CYBIRD. Please support them by downloading their games and buying their stories. Both English and Japanese are not my mother tongue languages, please keep in mind that there will be mistranslations and added words for my own preferences. I translate for my personal entertainment and for my own practice only

Kate: Ellis-kun, what’s wrong…?

Ellis: Wait a minute, it might be a problem. …Even though it was a happy day.

Kate: Heh…?

Ellis: If you're scared, close your eyes. It'll be over soon.

As soon as Ellis said that, I heard multiple footsteps from behind.

Kate: What…!?

In no time, I heard gunshots.

By the time my thought was able to process, Ellis had already disappeared.

Kate: E—Ellis-kun…!?

Looking back from the wheelchair, I could see Ellis leaping into the armed men by himself.

Kate: Nn—

I was not even able to be surprised by his physical ability, all the men were lying on the ground in no time.

(I, What the hell… What happened…)

Ellis: Are you okay? Kate, are you hurt?

Kate: I’m fine… Are you okay, Ellis-kun!?

Ellis: Huh? Me? Yeah.

(He acted like it’s just a normal thing, but I don’t think this kind of situation should be done with that sort of reaction…)

Kate: These people… Who are they?

Ellis: I think they are after you.

Kate: Wh—Me…?

Ellis looked into the man’s chest pocket and pulled out a photo.

Ellis: …Here.

It was certain that I was in the photo there.

The director of the post office where I worked wanted to follow the trends, he gathered all of his staff and took pictures for us.

(It should have been displayed in the director’s office… Did someone steal it? Just to tell these men how do I look like?)

I gradually understand the fact that I was definitely being targeted, and now fear started to attack me in.

Ellis: I remember you said that you were almost run over by a carriage on your way home from the castle last night...

Ellis: I think they are the people Wil mentioned earlier.

Ellis: Someone has heard rumors about the Fairytale Master in the Crown's office, and has his sights set on Kate-san.

(The existence of the crown shouldn't be known to the public. It should be a top secret that will kill you if you acknowledge about.)

Kate: You mean the people who know your existence and are hostile to you...?

Ellis: Yeah. A few people in the castle know about the existence of the crown... and they don't seem to think much of it.

Ellis: Also, well... a scandalous spy from another country is trying to find out if the rumors are true?

Ellis: Since Will was investigating that area, I think he’s probably already found out the main culprit who gave the orders.

Kate: What are those people trying to do when they get me...?

Ellis: Come on. They're trying to get information about the Crown by torturing you. Maybe.

A shiver ran down my spine.

(I can't believe I'm being targeted just by being with them... I never thought about it before.)

Ellis: Hey, Kate-san, what do you want me to do with these men?

Kate: Eh…?

Ellis: Wil said that if there’s any assault, I’m the one to deal with it.

Ellis: Since these men haven’t known about the Crown just yet… Because I didn’t show my ability. You can let them go.

Ellis: Do you want me to kill them? Or do you want me to leave them? Either way is fine.

Kate: Either way… Is it okay to leave life or death decision to someone else so easily?

Ellis: …? Yeah, because it’s a work. It’s better for you to be happy anyway.

I can't help but remember his calm demeanor, which was exactly the same as when he said "Shall I kill her?" that day.

Today, I was spoiled by his kindness like I was wrapped in cotton wool, and I almost forgot about it—

It's as if the darkness is suddenly opening its mouth in the sun, the restlessness that surrounds him.

Kate: If it’s Ellis-kun… What do you want to do?

Ellis: They're the people who try to hurt you... They're like our enemies, so it's probably better to kill them.

Ellis: But I don't want you to be sad because of them.

Ellis talks about people's lives and deaths as if he were choosing a jam to spread on bread.

(He’s a little pushy, but he's kind, caring, and the kind of person who thinks about other people's happiness first...)

(Uhm, no... You're asking me this because you put my happiness first.)

In his mind, even killing people can be a means to make someone happy —I just didn't know.

Kate: I… leave them, do it for me, I want to let them go.

Kate: It’s strange to kill when you don’t need to.

(More importantly…)

Kate: I don’t want to make your hands dirty.

For the sake of other people's happiness, his hands are stained with blood,

Even if he doesn't think anything about it, even if it's his distorted expression of affection, I don't like it.

Ellis: Really, you don’t have to worry about me… Kate-san is so sweet.

Ellis: Well, I guess I'll leave them.

Ellis: I’ll burn this photo.

Ellis started pushing my wheelchair again, leaving those men who were still lying there.

—

Ellis carried me to my room and prepared a wash tub filled with hot water so that I could change the bandage.

Ellis: Stay still for a while....it'll be over soon.

Kate: …Uh.

His hand touches my foot sunk into the warm water, and his body is stiff still.

Ellis: ...You don't like being touched? …Well, Are you still worried about what just happened?"

Ellis's voice was a little depressed, and I suddenly looked up at him.

(Ellis protected me… and I don’t even thank him.)

(Even if the world we live in are different, as well as our common senses.)

No matter how light and fleeting a human life was to him.

(Ellis devoted his heart to me today.)

That is a certain fact.

Kate: No... I'm fine. Thank you for protecting me until now.

Ellis: Yeah… That’s good.

Ellis looked relieved, and when he carefully wiped my wet foot, he rewinded the clean bandage.

(Even though it hardly hurts anymore.)

He treats my foot gently like a fragile thing, my heart aches.

With the impact just a little while ago, I can't wipe it away... Today, it seems that I am fascinated by him.

Kate: Today was a very happy day. I was a little surprised at the end.

Kate: I’m glad to have Ellis-kun spent time with me as a lover.

I smile as much as I can to thank him for his sincerity.

Ellis: …..

When Ellis stared at me while kneeled at my feet, he opened his mouth with a serious expression.

Ellis: How happy are you today?

Kate: Eh…?

(I think he asked me something similar today—)

Ellis: …Hey, Kate-san. I wonder if we should continue …pretending to be lovers tomorrow as well.

Kate: …What?

Ellis: I want to know more about you. What do you like? What makes you happy? What do you do to have fun?

Ellis: If I could be by your side like today, I feel like I’ll know you better.

Ellis: Then... Tomorrow from today, I can make you happier, and also the day after tomorrow.

Kate: Well… You’re kidding again…

Ellis: …I’m not kidding.

Ellis's eyes were tinged with the same strange heat that I had seen in the wind-scented grasslands—

I am also attacked by that disturbing sense of incongruity.

(If you nod, you won't be able to go anywhere anymore...)

Ellis: I'll make you think that you can't be any happier.

Ellis stood up without looking away and sat next to me.

The bed spring’s squeaks and bounces disturb my heart even more.

Ellis: …How about it?

A gaping abyss tries to swallow me.

I was too sweetly melted by his kindness to struggle, escape, and run away from.

Masterlist

Chapter 1 & 2 >> Premium End >> Epilogue

#ikemen villains #ikemen ellis #ikemen series #ikevil #ellis twilight #ikemen games #ikemen story event #ikemen villains premium #ikemen villains story event #ikevil translations

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madbox91 · 5 months

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Today, I caused chaos on Twitter and Mobox and friends didn't like it lol Part 2

And why is he saying that he's drinking cold water? I feel like his messages were dragging out and dry. I really feel like he was trying his hardest. I don't think bro had anymore ways to make his harassment attempt very effective besides those ways.

Yes, his bait was a long time ago but that doesn't mean it's bad 💀. Also I highly doubt that he changed from a long time ago because clearly he's still acting the same so that easily disproves his statement. I can tell that he wasn't annoying me and so he just leaves because there's nothing he can do about it. I think he realized that I knew on what he was doing or he realized out that something was different about this interaction. I guess he find that impressive as to how unaffected I was and called me interesting and brave for that. Of course that also might be him teasing me. If he was being fr by calling me interesting and brave then uhh thank you I guess. That's some pretty positive words but think you. I think you mean pretty unannoyed but it's ok. Interesting, brave, funny are pretty good feeling words if you are trying to harass someone. Joking aside, he's just dick riding at this point, no matter how sarcastic he is. This isn't a good way to annoy someone if that person seems to be not annoyed at all. In fact, it seems to be uncertain as to if both parties really did annoy each other. I know I wasn't because I was pretty pumped that he was even talking to me (remember this is something that I always wanted). Of course in his delusional mind, he thinks he has won and he annoyed me or something and gotten his entertainment. Anyway he says this, "well I'm bored now, *gets a stroke in Spanish or something* have a nice night". If I have to be honest with you, I thought he said he was going to sleep or something. I don't know why, maybe my ass was tripping, I mean I was being so excited when I was talking to him and so I didn't focus on wtf he was saying so maybe that was the reason I don't know but this made me motivated. Like this mf made me more excited than I am already am during this time. When he blocked me, my mind snapped and instantly created ideas as to what to do to disturb his what I thought sleeping and thought more possibilities to do more not so nice things to do. Like how come it's already over? I guess he didn't want to deal with me for too long but now I am left with pretty cool and fun ideas. At this time I was doing some quick thinking and keep getting some good ideas on what I should do next. If he doesn't like and is sensitive to people saying anything negative to mobox87 then I should do more of that. it seems like he gets pretty offended and defensive when her closest friend keeps receiving anything remotely negative from people like me and the mobox critique. In my mind, I have some speculation based on this and why he chose to harass me. Of course this could be just him doing it for the fun of doing it but ngl I have a big feeling that I have offended him or mobox got offended by me and so sent or motivated Nikolai to go after me and somehow stop me. I don't know but what I do know that shit started after mins of making this thread

So I just have a good feeling that I might have offended or immediately got his attention (aka things I want) him. I mean I did made this to grabbed his attention so it worked. If any of my speculation is correct then big w for me. Anyways speculation aside, if the only way to bugged him and offend and annoy him just a little bit is to slander his closest friend with jokes and at the same time facts then well big w for me. Maybe his greatest enemy to make him upset is himself lol. But anyway, he did say that he wanted to stop impersonating her best friend aka something that he doesn't like so why not give him more of something that he doesn't like and make that up to higher level than before. This was the idea I built and something that would be super fun to do. Think about it, if they block me then that just tells me that I annoyed them and they don't want to deal with me anymore. And if I am lucky, I could get even more attention out of it. At the end of the day, I was just a pretty non offensive Twitter account who use mobox's identity for goofs and laughs with no big attraction what so ever. I was no harm at all besides ruining mobox's image of course (liked that already happened countless times). I was just being a ridiculous silly billy when I was impersonating mobox, nothing too serious. I guess my Twitter account was a little bit too much and aggressive for both mobox87 and Nikolai. But hey, you heard what the young man said, after all sometimes annoying people adds a little bit spice to life, right? So it can only be fair if I do the same so let's put that into the test and find out what happens if I do that to Nikolai and mo-

Oh...

💀💀💀

Maybe he shouldn't have said that. Uhh oopies uhh oh well 🤷‍♂️. But here's how I did it

You already know shit got bad shit insane. I basically created a new Twitter account to add little bit of spice into life if you know what I am saying. This is where the greatest mobox fan of all time within me was starting to act up. It's strangely felt like Nikolai gave me more power instead of decreasing it. After all he pretty much got me what I want.

Wanting attention ✅

Having a some kind of reaction to my shit ✅

Making my dreams come true ✅

Giving more material to slander, poke fun at, and mock at ✅

Making him look dumb in my posts ✅

Being called the most positive things (he called me funny, interesting, and brave) ✅

I got entertained and just overall excited ✅

Wasted his time (should've ignored me. His life wouldn't be harmed if he did) ✅

Now I'm about to make more fun out this idea I made up thanks to him (I love fun) ✅

You know, looking at the bright side to life can be an advantage. That's a lot of cool stuff I got from him. This dude was just dick riding at this point. He was the one responsible for the creation of the new Twitter account to do the thing that he doesn't like so yeah. He made me more hyper than I am already am during that time. I mean yes, maybe Nikolai did got his entertainment but it made his own detriment on himself. Now I'm doing something that he really doesn't like and now rubbing it on his face and splitting out negative shit about his closest friend. He just made the situation of stopping me worse and now I'm just constantly doing it and there's nothing he can do about it. And guess what thanks to him, he give me more attention and attraction to me because now mobox has posted this

I have done it again. The second time 💀

#mobox87 #goldbox

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limeade-l3sbian · 28 days

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sorry yea meant to write twd, as in the walking dead 😭 english isn’t my first language so i often accidentally replace w with v without thinking since we don’t really use w where i’m from lmao

anyways my rant was that rick x michonne was done so dirty. they were both my favorite characters so a romance between the two SHOULD have felt epic for me, but it just fell flat. rick went from being deranged and infatuated with that blonde lady who he knew for all of two seconds with the abusive husband one second and then, with no lead up beyond their friendship and great ability to work together, the next second rick and michonne are having a romantic moment, which correct me if i remember wrong, immediately led to sex and then the next day they were just an item??? and like i know the show ain’t a romance show. i’m prolly dumb for fixating rn. but it annoyed me so bad bc it felt sooo rushed. here we have pivotal characters with loads of interactions, but the show didn’t think it would be a good idea to like build some romance before just jumping us all with it? the way the pacing was done made it seem like rick just settled for michonne bc blonde lady was with her husband and i dunno. i wanted something more epic for michonne 😭 either that or just leave the romance out. like it wasn’t necessary? they could have had a continued great partnership without it being romantic in my eyes.

OH YOU ARE CORRECT ANON, LET'S TALK ABOUT IT.

No, TWD is not a romance show but it does have romantic elements. We get glimpses into their lives. It is, in fact, a facet of the show. Retaining the aspects of what it means to be human while fighting and dealing with grosser and grosser looking walkers.

That whole romance with Jessie was so rushed and such bullshit. I genuinely don't know what they were thinking. There should have been more moments of side glances between Michonne and Rick and if they were deadset on having Jessie (blonde woman) be a sort of character who has the offer of romance to Rick, we should have seen him be conflicted.

Why conflicted? He and Michonne aren't even an item. They've never seen shared words with one another that could be mistaken for a second as romantic. And Jessie is beautiful, so why is hesitating? Why did he think of Michonne the moment Jessie tries to kiss him? He leaves the house but swears to Jessie that its not her fault, he just has to get up early tomorrow morning to meet with Deanna (it's a lie).

The next few days, we see him and Michonne, the de facto sheriffs of Alexandria spending more time together. Maybe Deanna makes a passive comment that can't be determined to be intentional or genuinely inquiring. She says something like, "That Michonne is a tough one. A lot of strength in those eyes. I can see why you two are so drawn to each other." Rick turns to her, a tempered look of incredulity on his face as he says, "We're not..." He pauses, as Deanna raises a natural thin, brow, waiting for him to finish his sentence. Rick holds her gaze, unsure if she was implying something or if, again, she had truly misconstrued a situation that he himself could not define.

He glances down, sniffing a moment before grunting, "It's not like that."

Deanna changes the subject, transitioning with a simple, "At any rate..."

But the conversation stays with Rick. It frames every conversation that he has with Michonne after that moment. Every time Michonne looks at him, he hears his conflicted statement: "It's not like that."

When he sees Jessie again, she apologizes for crossing a line. He nods, but he doesn't say anything.

And then blah blah blah all the plot shit, Michonne and Rick have their time in front of the fire and kiss.

#ask #PUT ME IN THE WRITERS ROOM I'LL GIVE THE PEOPLE WHAT THEY WANT #richonne

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