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caught your attention +18 (shuri x reader)

youve noticed it before— the lingering stares, the intense firm grip she uses with you, how close she is to you, how frequently you are with her, how she looks at people when they stare at you. you hadn’t put two and two together until an incident that made you come to terms with just how much you mean to the queen.

possessive shuri my love <3 i’m all for slight power imbalances in relationships especially that in the fucking black panther whewww. she too fine and i know she’s crazy , okay!

warnings : possessive shuri x unaware reader, name calling, slight bullying, some violence (not towards the reader), maybe a little toxic shuri, overstim, crying, squirting, strap on sex, multiple orgasms, praise kink, shy reader, pet names, spoiling, soft dom! shuri, sub! reader, possessive sex, semi public sex, public teasing, groping, slight breeding kink, masturbation.

translation: molo ekuseni, sthandwa : good morning my love

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you couldnt put your finger on it, but something was up with the queen.

shuri had been acting strange around you, holding your gaze, and looking deeply into your eyes. she was always on the verge of saying something, but then holding back and hiding behind a laugh. she would touch you often, holding your hand when you walked by her side, holding your waist if you got too close to her equipment and moving you very easily, she would lay her head on your shoulder when she got tired, place your leg over hers when you sat together, it was all the time, anywhere you both went.

and you accompanied her a lot.

you didn’t know why, you were just a scientist trying to serve your country the best way possible, but shuri took you everywhere with her, day trips to the market, nightly walks around the palace, to the lab just to talk, her office where she showed you new improvements to the black panther suit before she showed anyone else. and don’t be mistaken, working beside shuri had been a blessing so you never found these touches anything but a sign of her respect and appreciation for you, but they got more frequent, more… needy.

she would be so close so often, holding you and telling you secrets in the night like you were her most trusted confidant. and maybe you were, you had decided. besides riri, no one was on the level shuri was when it pertained to science and technology like you. you both understood the language better than most and when you had won the contest to work beside her, she whispered to you on the grand stage, “i knew it’d be you,”

you remember that day so fondly— the shudder that went through your body, how much you wished you couldve pulled away to find some release but the day wasn’t over; and neither was shuri. she was next to you the whole day, whispering and joking with you, holding you too close for comfort. the pictures that came out that night looked as if you were two were two steps away from pawing and fucking each other every moment.

but you steadied yourself, no way. there’s no way the queen of wakanda wanted you. not that you were bad but it’s just so unseemly, unprecedented. she could have any woman in wakanda, so a shy scientist who happened to know about ionic diffusion isn’t her likely soulmate, let alone someone she wanted.

but it still excited you, the thought that the queen of wakanda touches you, she whispers in your ear like she didn’t want anyone else to know, that someone that powerful and strong may have gotten weak in the knees because of you. it always had you under your sheets, sighing softly and trying to keep your voice down, your kimoyo beads shaking in your wrist with the added pressure on your clit.

you moaned softly, mind full of shuri— so strong and resilient, so kind and beautiful, it was such a lovely combination. you added more pressure, whimpering lowly, thinking of your last interaction with her in the lab.

during a late night the queen comes up behind you as you worked with tweezers in your hand, moving another molecule on the diagram on the lab table. shuri sighs, “you work so well with your hands, you know?” she says lowly, almost right at your ear and watching you carefully. your knees get weak, Bast, why did she say it like that? so sultry and captivating, you bite your lip and nod, “thank you, my queen, i learned from the best,” you whisper back and she smirks a bit.

she moves her hands against yours, her tattooed skin covering your gloves, “it’s too low,” she says, moving your tweezers up and you nod, listening and watching her hands move slowly against yours. “if you held your position, the whole thing would corrupt in on itself. so much time and work would go to waste if we let that happen, hmm?”

you let out a shaking breath and nod, moving it with your other hand in tandem with hers and then setting your tweezers down. the molecules light up a bright green color, your sequence was complete. you sigh out a breath of relief and turn to shuri and smile, “thank you,” you say sweetly and you see her lick her lips, holding eye contact with yours. “of course, princess,” the nickname leaving her lips as it’s done many times before.

shuri’s insistence on calling you ‘princess’ has you gasping. she had adopted the name quickly, whispering it in your ear and asking for ‘her princess’ over the kimoyo beads whenever she could. you toss your head back, feeling your thighs flex a bit as your clit pulses under your fingers. you let out a sigh, Bast, what would shuri think of you right now? her princess doing something so sinful as this, and the thought of getting caught has you moaning and moving your fingers faster and you feel it as you replay shuris voice in your head, “princess,” over and over and over again loops until—

“haaaa— shuri—!” it’s a long drawn out whisper of her name that causes you to cum, your body twitching and you whimper out as you feel your pussy pulse around nothing. you whimper once it over, body settling and mind still reeling. you lay back and exhale deeply, trying to steady yourself, before the guilt creeps back into your veins.

Bast, what would shuri think of you? she’d probably be so disappointed in you, how easy it was to throw you off with just a couple of simple of touches over the course of some weeks. you were so weak for her and she’d see it immediately.

you sigh and throw the covers from over you and decide to get some work done. the sun was peaking through your blinds and you check the time, barely 10 am. shuri always wanted you awake before 9 am but over the weekend she was more lenient about it. you opened your blinds and walked to your bathroom, washing your hands and turning on the shower.

you sighed again, trying to keep your thoughts together before you feel your kimoyo beads go off on your wrist,

shuri : good morning, princess, would you care to accompany me on a walk to the market? i need some things.

you blush, the text itself giving you butterflies. even early in the morning she’s thinking of you, using that silly nickname. you sigh and respond, of course, i can get ready now if you’d like.

causal, simple, you decided, undressing and stepping in the shower. she responds just as fast, i would, thank you, i’ll be in the lab.

you wash up quickly, not wanting to keep your queen waiting.

shuri’s in a simple tracksuit and shades once you meet her in the lab. you wear a pleated skirt and small top with some shoes, prepared to walk for a bit, as you know how long shuri’s market trips often last.

“good morning, did you sleep well?” she says, extending her hand and you take it, face hot and skin tingling, “yes, i did, thank you,” you say back and she smiles, tilting her head for you to follow, and of course you do.

she walks so close to you, your hand still in hers. you walk towards the markets and she holds a normal conversation with you like she always does and you have to keep your brain from melting to comprehend what she’s saying. “did you want to join me for dinner tonight?” she says to you lowly, now that the dora milaje are around.

you blink a couple of times, youve gotten dinner together before but so rarely did she ask you over the weekend. your mind wonders what could she have planned? does she have something planned? no, no she doesn’t see you that way, stop it— “y/n? are you alright?” she asks and she tilts your head towards hers with a soft grip of your chin and you gasp a bit. shuri holds your gaze, “what’s wrong?” she whispers again and you watch her lick her lips, and you stutter, “nothing.. nothing, i’m sorry i’m — im not fully awake, my queen, i’m.. im fine,” you say and she sighs. she strokes your cheek, “i told you, you can call me my name, princess. can you?”

and you want to fall over, your knees are weak and you feel it in your stomach, you lick your lips and sigh again, “yes. sorry, shuri,” and it comes out all breathless, like she’s taken the wind all out of your lungs (and she has) and she smiles, dropping her hand and walking with you once more. you exhales, that, you thought. it was that, that eye contact, the whispering, the touches, the way she says your name, it has to mean something. you want it to, at least.

shuri walks ahead of you to the first shop you reach, always asking if you wanted anything. you always shake your head no, insisting that the queen shouldn’t spend money on you and she always retorts, “i’d love to give you whatever you want,” in that hushed tone like she doesn’t want anyone to hear.

she has her hand around your waist all day, keeping you close and holding your hand. whenever she wants you to try something she feeds it to you, even going as far as wiping your mouth if it spills. and it’s nothing new; she’s done this whenever you two go on market dates — fuck, not dates but market trips, and it’s always so intense, her proximity so often. she laughs at nearly everything you say and it makes you smile.

“how about this one?” shuri suggest, the fifth necklace shes held to you at this shop alone. you’ve already got four bags in your hands already, and you sigh out a laugh, shaking your head, “no my queen, oh, shuri, no thank you, i have enough from our last trip.” and you did, she had bought you five necklaces you had been eyeing, not even knowing she was looking at you.

shuri sighs again, “how can you be my princess if you won’t let me spoil you?” she says it so casually and sets the piece down, your stomach flipping and your head spinning. her princess, there it was again, and you sigh as she grabs another. “this one, then, hmm?” and it’s gorgeous, you tilt your head at it, somewhat interested. it’s a long, silver chain with a gorgeous heart crest shaped ornament at the end. you smile, it is very lovely.

“excellent choice,” says the curator at the booth, you blinking a couple of times after you had forgotten he was there. “that pendant is a symbol of everlasting love and partnership,” shuri hands it back to him once he gestures towards her and he uses a small tool to pry it open, reveling an even smaller pendant inside, two rings interlocking with the other. you gasp a bit, looking fondly at it. “it’s lovely,” you sigh out and shuri nods to agree with you, “we’ll take it,”

you look at her, “shuri, it’s lovely but you don’t have to—” you start, but she holds up her hand to silence you, “it’s fine, sthandwa, i want to, alright?” and you nod, that obviously being the end of the conversation. the curator boxes up the necklace neatly, handing it to your queen with a gracious thank you, before nodding to you and walking off.

you stir, “you really didn’t have to,” you gnaw at your lip saying it, and she laughs a bit, sliding the box in one of her pockets then immediately putting her hand back in yours, “i know. i don’t ‘have’ to do anything, but i wanted to. can you accept that? that i want to spoil you?” she whispers it and you smile, your stomach fluttering at her words. “yes, i can it’s just—”

but you can’t get the rest out, there’s some commotion up ahead, right before the palace and shuri looks away from you to see what’s wrong. someone’s fighting, you can see it, upset and rambling about something and shuri frowns and looks back at you, “stay here,” and you nod as she taps twice on her necklace and her suit comes on top of her clothes, mask forming but you can hear her tell the dora “keep her safe,” before she walks into the crowd. some people begin running away, the panther easily putting an end to the reckless harm the person is causing.

you watch shuri fight, mesmerized, before aneka comes to your side, “come princess, the queen requested you be taken away from all this madness,” and you nod, following her and picking up your bags. you make it to safety quickly, aneka’s spear ready and waiting as she looks around to double check.

“aneka, what’s going on?” you whisper, looking with her, and she sighs. “it’s another riot, has the queen not told you?” and you shake your head, surprised. “a riot? whatever for?” and aneka blinks and purses her lips, “if shuri didn’t tell you, i won’t either,” and you frown at her, crossing your arms a bit, “if i’m supposedly this princess as shuri and you keep saying, why won’t anyone tell me anything! i demand to know,” you say back, frustrated that something so much as a riot could go down in your own city and you not be aware.

aneka sighs again, looking at your eyes and exhaling. “that’s just it, it’s you. you’re causing all this commotion, princess.” your eyebrows raise, me? you think. who could be fighting over me? you’re about to speak again but shuri finds you both, breathing hard and collecting herself, “are you alright?” she asks you and you alone, like aneka isn’t standing right there. you see her wounds first and your brain shifts into a panic, “yes, i’m fine, but you— you’re hurt,” you say softly, walking towards her and wanting to help.

shuri stifles a laugh and puts her hand up, “i’m fine. let’s go back home,” and you nod, looking at aneka who nods towards you and you follow them both, feeling more confused than ever.

it keeps you up that night, that there are riots seemingly over you. it just doesn’t make sense, you think pacing around your bathroom as you ready yourself for your dinner with shuri.

tonight, you nod in the mirror, tonight i’ll ask her. and she’ll have no choice but to tell me.

you walk out after adjusting your necklace once more, fixing your earrings and checking your dress. dinners with shuri always entailed the most romantic outfits and settings you could think of so you kept up with the tradition it seemed, wearing heels and shaving a bit like you might get something.

you sigh once you reach the main room, hearing the fireplace crinkling from the outside of the doors. she’s already there, you think to yourself, and push the doors open. and you were right, shuri was leaning against the table, dinner already set, wearing a shapely suit with the most dangerous v-neck in the world. she smiles at you once she looks up from her beads, coming up to you, “you look lovely, princess,” and the nickname makes you shudder but you try to keep it down, nodding and moving past her towards the table. you didn’t take her hand and you tried to miss the hurt she had on her face once you reach your seat, which she naturally pulls out for you.

“are you okay?” shuri says leaning down once you’re sat and you turn away, mock looking at the fire but it’s mostly because she’s too close again and she smells so lovely— “yes, i’m fine. tired, is all,”

and shuri sits from across you, sighing, “yes our date got cut short today, didn’t it? i’m sorry, sithandwa, we can go out again tomorrow,” and she sounds sincere, like she knows today upset you and that she knows you were looking forward to going out with her, like she knows you hated that it was cut short. you heart races, but you try to keep calm, “i was going to ask,” you start, picking at the dinner on your plate to avoid her gaze. “what was that riot about anyways?”

you look up once the question leaves your mouth and shuri’s holding your gaze, smirking a bit, “why, what did aneka tell you?” she says, softly, encouraging you to continue but it feels dangerous, and you don’t know where to go from here. you stammer, revealing yourself, “she— she hadn’t said anything, really. which is why— mainly why i was confused because even she didn’t know, is all,” and you feel small under her gaze and shuri chuckles a bit, before standing and making her way over to you.

shuri leans against your side of the table, tilting your head up to look at her once more. “did she say they were about you, love?” and you blink and try to look away, but she keeps your head still, continuing, “because if she did, she wasn’t lying. those riots— they are about you, every single one of them,” and your eyebrows lower, more confused than ever and before you can even say anything shuri cuts you off again, “but you’re safe, if that’s what you’re worried about. i wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you, my love,” she says it like a promise.

you shudder at her tone, flexing your legs together to hide your arousal and control yourself, “why— what did i do?”

shuri smiles, “you got my attention.” and she says it like it’s the simplest thing in the world.

you blink a couple of times, trying to understand her and shuri sees the visible confusion on your face and laughs a bit, “my love, don’t tell me you didn’t know that?” and you shake your head, honest and spinning, what feels like, and shuri sucks her teeth a bit before finishing, “you won that contest, yes? to work beside me for a week, come up with new textiles and live here for a moment. y/n, you’ve been here for three months, almost. you didn’t think that was just an accident, did you?” she’s talking to you but your body is still floating, shuri wanted you, and she has for a while it seems, long enough for your entire country to notice before you did.

“and all those touches, all the times i kept beside you and whispered to you, did you think i was doing that to be friendly?” you lick your lips, shrugging, still speechless, it did mean something, she was doing it on purpose— “and i even call you princess. i thought that’d be the biggest clue in the world! but it seems you need me to be more explicit, right?” and you gasp a bit, Bast, how explicit was she planning on getting, you thought, trying to keep your legs closed and your soul intact with all this new information.

shuri calls you back to earth softly and you blink up at her again, “do you want me to say it then? since you haven’t know all this time, do you want me to tell you how badly i need you?” you swallow and stammer but shuri pays you no mind, leaning down to your eye level and she keeps going, “i can. i can tell you whatever you want. i need you, y/n. more than i have ever needed anyone else. and when you won that contest, i swore to myself i’d make you mine, that you were already mine. because you are, aren’t you love?”

you whimper closing your eyes, letting her words sink into your body, “you always have been, haven’t you? i know you felt it too— every time i touched you, i know you knew deep down, it meant more,” shuri whispers at you like you two aren’t already alone, like she doesn’t have your full attention yet and she does, Bast, you can’t think of anything but her, and you can hear her smile, “can you say it, princess? that you’re mine?”

it doesn’t take you long to gasp out, “yes, yes. i— i’m yours, shuri, all yours and i always have been,” finally opening your eyes again and she’s smiling down at you, stroking your cheek. “good girl,” she praises and you feel the floodgates open in your underwear, not even bothering to hide it anymore. she leans down and kisses your forehead, you lean up, wanting much more but shuri pulls away all too fast, moving away from you to sit back down.

you blink at her, missing her intoxicating touch, “i thought.. shuri,” you whisper and she looks at you, folding her napkin over her lap, settling to eat, “you’re not going to..” her eyebrow arches, and she gets it, smiling a bit. “oh, no love, i’ll fuck you good in bed, not here. i’ve wanted you in my bed for a while now anyways. can you be patient for me?” and you stir at her boldness, how explicit she is, but nod nonetheless, picking up your fork with shaking hands and letting your body cool down.

she wanted you. she wanted you, shuri wanted you, she wanted you so bad you already belonged to her before you even knew it, your mind is reeling as you try to eat, shuri keeping a normal conversation with you that you can’t comprehend, “i think we should go out tomorrow, do the rest of our shopping, yeah?” and you stir in the seat, the dampness of your underwear becoming uncomfortable. you nod, eating your salad quietly and shuri laughs.

“don’t tell me you’re that distracted, love. i barely said anything,” you gape at her, that was barely?! you sigh out, “well it was a lot for me,” you say, honestly. she cocks her head at you, “really? i’ll have to keep that in mind, do you want me to slow down then?”

no, yes, your mind wonders and shuri keeps talking, “because i can be a lot more explicit than that, of course. but if you don’t like it, let me know,” and you shake your head, “no, i like it! i — i don’t hate it, i just— it’s a lot,” you reiterate and shuri laughs again, “understood, are you finished eating then?” shuri’s looking at your plate, salad picked apart and few vegetables left. you nod as does she and stands, walking over to you and giving you no attention, grabbing your plate instead and handing it off to a small window.

she beckons you over to her at the doors, and you rush up, nearly tripping over yourself and following her, she holds your hand, keeping you close as your thoughts rampage through your head, queen shuri is taking you to bed, to her bed, to hold you down and keep you there, for who knows how long, Bast, she’s never going to let you go—

and suddenly you’re at your door, blinking. “we’re not—” and shuri smiles, “we are, just get your stuff, can you love?” and you nod, craving her approval and appreciation and she nods, you walk in your room grabbing all that you could think you needed for the night— your bonnet, a set of pajamas, your notepad that you took everywhere, some socks.

once you had everything you walked with shuri to her bedroom, a room you hadn’t been too acquired with but you were dying to know more. to be surrounded by the queen all in all had your knees weak, shuri noticing and smiling at you, “is it that exciting?” and you nod shyly, and her doors open.

it’s a lovely room, one entirely fit for a queen, as the saying goes. her bed has a beautiful duvet, white sheets just brushing the floor and so many soft pillows. you sigh and think about how good of a sleep you’ll get here every night, how good shuri will make love to you there every night. it makes your face heat up, all the implications conjuring in your mind before shuri comes up behind you, wrapping her arms around you waist once your stuff is settled, “you alright?” she whispers and you nod, feeling her breath on your neck and it makes you shudder.

she smiles and kisses the back of your neck, “go lay down for me love, i’ll be right back,” and you nod again, breathless and compliant, following her damn near blindly. you separate, already missing her touch and you do as she says, settling on the bed and taking your heels off and removing your jewelry, opting to keep the necklace she had gotten you today on.

she comes back with a small bag, smiling, “you look so beautiful, my love, like you were meant to be there.” and her words hit you deep in your core, as they often do and you let out a breath, nodding. “thank you,” is all you can really say and she chuckles a bit, “you have already told me i can be a lot, so if it gets too much, just say ‘peach’ alright? i’ll stop regardless,” you smile a bit, “why peach?” and shuri shrugs, coming towards you and leaning down, faces not even two seconds apart.

you want to lean forward, close the space between the thing you had been craving for so long and shuri just smirks at you, “you’re mine, right, sithandwa?” and you sigh out a breathily, “yes,” and she leans forward the second it leaves your mouth, finally connecting your lips with hers and it takes you aback, moaning softly into her mouth.

Bast, it’s incredible, kissing shuri has got to be the most addictive thing in the world. the way she moves against you, the way her hands hold you steady, her lips are soft and sweet, and she opens yours with a gentle push of her tongue and even her tongue feels like silk, smooth and working against yours like she knows what you want before you even say it.

she tastes like fruit, you think, mind hazing over and body moving on its own. shuri leans you both back until your head hits the pillows and shuri is completely over you now, moving her legs against yours until her knee is right at your pussy, she pulls away sighing and you let out a gasp of air, not even realizing how long you had been kissing and how much it had an effect on you. you feel her knee move against you, the dampening you felt earlier turning into an entire flood and shuri feels it, too. you try to close your legs as you gasp, embarrassed, but shuri shushes you, “no, no, let me see,” she whispers lowly against your neck, and you moan, feeling her suck and bite there. your legs fall open nearly on command holding on to her forearms as her hands work against your breasts and fondle you out of your dress.

you gasp once your nipples hit the cold air and shuri pulls away to look at you, curls frenzied and mouth still wet. she smiles, “look at you, so beautiful, aren’t you?” you turn you head away at the praise and she chuckles again, taking your nipple in her mouth as she toys with the other one, moving her teeth against the sensitive skin. you whine, moving your hands against the sheets for some grounding. Bast, she was barely touching you and you felt like every part of your body was on fire, just from her kiss alone.

and shuri all too suddenly stops, pulling away and calling your name. you whine in sincere disappointment, dazed and foggy, “sthandwa, look at me,” and you do, eyes glazed over. “i intend to make you mine in this bed, alright? i am very serious about that safe word, because i don’t plan on letting you leave,” you nearly moan aloud at her words, squeezing your legs around hers and you nod, “yes, yes, i understand, shuri, please— i want to be yours, touch me,” you beg and shuri smiles again, that deep affectionate smile and takes off her own shirt, before moving down to your dress and slipping it off you with ease.

you lay in your underwear, on the queen’s sheets, naked and wet beyond your own comprehension and shuri looks at you like you’ve hung every star in the sky. she smooths over your legs sighing, kissing your skin and keeping your legs apart with a firm grip, some of her panther strength preceding her. she reaches your underwear and you sigh out a breathily moan, pushing your heat towards her face. she kisses around the skin of your underwear and you whine, “please.. i— i need you, please shuri,” it’s all you can beg, your mind spinning.

shuri nods, lifting your thighs up and pulling your underwear off and, finally finally, you feel your pussy under the exposed air, sighing as shuri looks at you and she sighs, rubbing up your thighs right near your lips. “all mine, right, sthandwa?” and you nod, pushing yourself towards her, begging for some stimulation. “yes, yes, all yours please—” you beg sweetly and she sighs again, leaning down and kissing your lips. you moan out breathily, as shuri adds more pressure, sucking at your clit and keeping your thighs apart, her hands flexing against your flesh.

she brings her fingers to your entrance, coaxing them inside you with ease. you whine at the feeling, her mouth on your clit and her fingers moving on top of your g-spot, and it causes you to toss your head back, mind spinning as your hands sink into the sheets. you moan out breathlessly, calls of shuri’s name falling off your lips. she licks all over you, what feels like her entire mouth swallowing your pussy as her fingers work. she adds pressure to your stomach with her other hand, and you jerk, twisting your body against her and moaning lowly, trying to take all that she gave.

you gasp once you feel it, the low buzzing in your core that has your legs shaking, “oh—! shuri, shuri, my love, i’m cumming, please…! i’m—!” and shuri pays you no mind, enthralled with your pussy and continuing her assault, fingers moving faster inside you and you can hear yourself in her tongue. your thighs clench as you moan, your orgasm flowing all the way inside you, your clit swelling under her tongue and your entrance fluttering around her fingers as you cum. you let out a breathless moan once you’re done, moving yourself away from her mouth slightly to stop the stimulation once you’re done.

shuri finally pulls away breathless and mouth nearly dripping, and you whine, legs twitching and head still spinning as you try to recover from your orgasm. shuri comes to you face, capturing your mouth with no regard how messy hers is and kisses you sweetly, making you taste yourself. you moan softly, wrapping your arms around her and she sighs. “you’re so perfect, nkosazana, so perfect,” she emphasizes against your lips and you nod, high on her words alone. shuri smiles a bit, pulling away and grabbing the black bag she had set aside, pulling out her strap and harness, and you exhales softly at the view of it.

shuri settles you with a touch of her hand against your thigh. “my love, are you okay with this?” she asks and you nod before she even finishes, leaning up a bit and watching her as she puts it on. she smiles, albeit shyly, and captures your mouth again, mostly to keep your eyes off her. you smile against her mouth, she gets shy, you concluded as she leans you back down against the bed, grabbing the lube and coaxing it over herself.

she works her fingers inside you with the other hand, moving them against your g-spot once more and you pull away from her mouth and moan, grabbing the sheets once more and shuri comes to your ear, whispering, “that’s it, love, let it out for me, let me hear you,” and you moan lowly, closing your eyes and leaning back again, letting her work inside you once more before you grow impatient, whining against her mouth once you’re connected again, “shuri, please, make me yours, i’m ready,” you whine and she blinks at you, surprised by your words but she groans and nods, rushing into place with a “of course,” softly leaving her lips.

she adjusts herself right in front of your pussy, leaning down and taking a portion of your thigh in her hands to hold you open. shuri enters you slowly, the strap stretching you open and pushing against you. you curse, head falling right against the pillows as she pushes into slowly, your eyes squeezing shut and you groan as you grab the sheets. shuri’s dick felt incredible, rigged on both sides and long enough to feel like it was in your stomach, stretching you and holding you open.

shuri’s is breathing deeply, trying to let you adjust, but the sight of your pussy full of her has her sighing and biting at her lips, “my love,” she says all too seriously to get your attention, “tell me i can move,”

and you sigh and nod, seeing the desperation on her face. she leans down and kisses you briefly as a thank you, before moving one hand to grab the headboard, the other hand still on your hip. she pulls out and pushes back in with force, taking the air from your lungs and you gasp, back arching and sheets ripping from under your hands, “oh, shuri—!”

and it’s all she needs.

shuri fucks against you, deep and slow, moving all the way inside you as your clit brushes against her abdomen. your eyes rolls back as she settles right on your g-spot, thrusting and unrelenting inside you. you let out breathless moans as your tits shake against your chest, the sound of slapping of skin echoing in your ears. shuri moans in tandem with her thrusts, “fuck, you sound so good, my love,” she whispers right in your ear and your back arches, wanting to be closer to her and she gets the hint, wrapping her arms around you waist and picking you up, pulling you into a different position entirely, thrusting up against you, now in her lap and shaking.

“shuri, shuri, shuri—!” you slur out against her, holding on to her shoulders for near dear life, her thrusts growing harder and harder. she moves you around so that your face is against her, continuing her thrusts, whispering, “you’re all mine, arent you, nkosazana?” and you nod deliriously, drunk on her dick and so close to cumming again, but shuri doesn’t let up, “say it, love, tell me,”

you gasp out, her speed unrelenting, and you feel like your crying, “i— oh, gods, i’m yours! shuri, i’m yours, i’m all yours— please, please don’t stop, i’m SO CLOSE—!” and shuri sighs out, “please, cum for me my love, show me how good i make you feel, love,” and it’s so much; her words piercing your skull, her hands gripping at your ass and her dick, stirring you up and causing you to lose all your senses, only filled with shuri, shuri, shuri—

your pussy pulses once more, sucking in more of shuri’s dick as your orgasm pulls on your body and you moan, scratching at her shoulders and she moans with you, “that’s it, that’s it, love, cum for me,” and it��s everything you need to push you over, crying out once your pussy finally releases, squirting subtly against her strap and twitching against her as your whole body shakes. you sigh once it’s over, falling into her entirely as she stops her thrusts, rubbing your back as you calm down, whining and quivering.

shuri chuckles a bit, leaning you up and kissing you, laying you back down and pulling out slowly, faintly you can hear your pussy as she leaves you. you sigh out when she pulls away, “thank you, my love. do you think we can go again?” and you sigh, licking your lips and nodding, and shuri kisses all over your face, thanking you before she’s moving you once more, flipping you over until you’re on your stomach, pussy leaking and presenting for her.

she smiles behind you, kissing your back and whispering against you, “your pussy is twitching baby, are you okay?” she teases and slides her fingers against your lips, adding slight pressure to your clit. you let out a gasp and keep your weight on your forearms, moaning and nodding, “yes, yes, please shuri, i’m okay, please..!” and shuri agrees, lining up inside you once more and entering you slowly, still being kind enough to let you adjust.

you moan out lowly, mouth hanging and eyes rolling shut, the new angle shuri has you in makes you gasp, feeling her deeper. she kisses your back as a precursor to thrusting, harshly slapping against your skin and making you claw at the sheets. you moan, “oh, shuri—baby! unnffhhhh, right, haaa right there—!” your whole body moving with her thrusts. and shuri doesn’t let up, her whole body moving with yours, her hand coming around and rubbing against your clit while the other holds your hip against hers.

it feels like she doesn’t want you to go anywhere and the thought of the queen herself, keeping you still and marking you with her claws makes your head spin, moans changing in pitch, your orgasm already approaching. shuri whispers, “are you gonna cum?” and you nod, breathless mouth hanging open, moaning unapologetically now, feeling your whole body squeezing against her. she leans forward towards your ear, clit still in her palm and thrusts still so deep. “you’re all mine, y/n,” she whispers lowly and you nod and agree, you don’t think you could go to anyone else who made you feel the way shuri did.

she had completely ruined you.

“say it, baby, one more time for me,” she whispers again and you moan out, “i’m yours, i’m all yours, please, please baby, let me cum, please i’m so close, i’m yours!” and shuri sighs in your ear, “good girl, nkosazana, cum for me, give it to me, baby,” and you whine, some tears spilling from your eyes, thanking her as your orgasm washes over you again, your body twitching once more. shuri doesn’t stop this time, still thrusting and fucking you through it and rubbing your clit in tandem, you moan, high pitched and overstimulated, moving away from shuri and her strap slips out. you fall to the bed, sighing and whining, trying to collect yourself.

shuri leans down and kisses your back, rubbing your butt to calm you down and you twitch away from her sighing out, “p-peach, peach,” and she comes to you face immediately, holding you and kissing your mouth and cheeks, checking in. “you alright, sthandwa?” and she sounds concerned, like she wants to make sure she didn’t hurt you in some way. you nod, holding onto her upper body for dear life, whispering, “i— i just needed a break…” you sigh out and shuri smiles, pulling you up into her lap and she holds you, rubbing up and down your sides and kissing you slowly.

“good?” she whispers to you once you’ve calmed down and you nod, sighing, and her hand finds your clit once more, and you moan out, gasping, holding onto her shoulders again. this more personal it feels, you think, moaning softly as shuri bites at your lips and keeps you close in her lap, just rubbing your clit in small circles. “you’re so gorgeous, my love. and so is your pussy, you respond to me so well,” she whispers right into your mouth and you whine, tossing your head back, legs twitching at the praise.

your mind is complete mush, “all for you, shuri, all yours,” you whimper back knows it’s exactly what she wants to hear. and you can feel her reaction with your closed eyes, she leans forward and captures your mouth again, sucking on your bottom lip and adding more pressure to your bud, and you cry out, feeling a wave of your orgasm crash over you once more. she talks you through, “that’s it, go ahead love, cum for me,” again and again, and it’s just as intense as the first time she’s talked you through an orgasm. you fall into her after it’s done, twitching and whining, now completely spent and shuri sighs, pulling you into her arms totally now, laying you down as you settle on her chest. you whimper out as you relax, pussy still twitching.

shuri shushes you, “it’s alright, love, we’re done now, calm down,” and she whispers it and you nod, moving against her more comfortably and you sigh. you finally blink and look at her, brain high on dopamine and smile out a “thank you,” and shuri smiles, “trust me it was my pleasure,” and shes definitely telling the truth.

you close your eyes as sleep overcomes you, shuri kissing you all the way there, much like she has the whole night.

shuri fucks you again when you wake up that morning.

it’s still the weekend, so shuri doesn’t have anywhere to be. she wakes you up with kisses against your skin, rubbing into your thighs and stirring against you. “molo ekuseni, sthandwa,” she says lowly, her xhosa sounding more sexier in the morning. you sigh once you feel her fingers find you clit under the covers, softly adding pressure against it.

you twitch against her, but shuri doesn’t let up, kissing your cheeks and opening your legs with her other hand. you let out a breathily moan, completely giving into her, and she praises you for it, “that’s it love, let me feel you,” and she whispers it in your ear, and you huff, head tilting back, and eyes closing.

you breathe through your nose deeply, your pussy still overstimulated from the night before and your orgasm comes quickly. you whimper, “i’m— im cumming shuri, oh, please—” and she nods, acknowledging you and adding more pressure, circling your thighs as encouragement. you whine out a long drawn moan, your pussy squeezing around nothing and your clit pulses. shuri smiles against your cheek as you cum, thanking you softly and kissing your neck.

your legs are twitching when she asks you, “you’re mine, right, my love?” and you nod, dazed and not even awake, leaning towards her to kiss her.

she fucks you again in her office. she was nearly groping and pawing at you during the meeting they held this morning, her hands on your ass at all times, she keeps you close and whispers to you, sliding her hand through your lab coat and reaching towards your panties. every time you try to sway her away she’ll whisper lowly, “isn’t this pussy mine? cant i have you wherever i want?” and her boldness makes me you give in, dragging her into her office.

shuri opens up your lab coat like she’s starving for you, like she hadn’t had you last night or the morning of. shes already strapped and ready to go, so she fingers you open for a bit before thrusting inside and holding you still on her desk.

you have to keep your voice down, holding a hand against your mouth, as you don’t want the other scientists to hear you. shuri takes full advantage of this, whispering lowly in your ear, “they already know you’re my princess, love. no use in hiding it now,”

but she doesn’t mean it, you know she doesn’t mean it, you whimper and shake your head, moving your hand a bit, “only— only for you, shuri, just for you—!” and you toss your head back, exposing your neck as your nail dig into the wood of the table. shuri smiles, leaning down to capture your mouth, “that’s right, nkosazana, all mine,” and her thrust grow more impatient, obviously eager to have you cum.

you whine against her, biting your lip until it bleeds as you’re cumming again, maybe the fourth time this morning alone. you whimper as your pussy twitches around shuri’s dick, you know she can feel it and she groans too, sighing in your neck and thrusts coming to a halt.

you sigh and fall on the desk, tits out and lab coat ruined. your skirt is pulled up, and there’s no telling what your makeup looks like. you feel your pussy twitch once shuri pulls out of you and she sighs, taking a step back to look at you, smiling. “it looks like i’ve completely ruined you, my love,”

and you sigh and smile because, yes, you think, you have.

i want to personally thank LANDLORD by evann mcintosh for getting me through this piece, if you don’t listen to evann you’re weird go listen to their music right NOW!! (you’re not weird that was a joke, but their stuff is so good!!)

anyways i hope you guys enjoyed this took a lot bruh i’m tired lol, love your shuri okay bye

remember to reblog and leave replies!!! mwah mwah 🤭

#shuri x reader #shuri udaku x reader #deijah wrote #my story

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No one:...

Me: I have this idea on how to kind of improve the storyline of Pidge being picked on while adding a bit of a more complex type of relationship into the background of the plot cause she strikes me as a character that would fight back with viscious verbal responses. Basically one of the people that is mean to Pidge also has a parent on the kerberos mission (obviously with the result of there being more crew members) who dislikes her because she's sometimes a bit smug about doing so well on tests and it rubs this person the wrong way cause they're insecure about their struggling on tests and are mean to pidge as a result. But also pidge is the sort to really poke the bear when it comes to that, very much being quick to immediately zone in on this person's insecurity whenever they're mean to her andthis often results in things like being shoved or having her phone smashed.

No one still:....

Me: which ends up changing the conversation between pidge and her brother after a scene of this as a flashback where instead of being like "having brain is the best thing ever nerds will run the world" is actually the one to highlight the way pidge is quick to antagonise people especially by means of viewing her intelligence as making her better than them and suggesting that maybe there is another way to deal with this. Which is an example of bullying that can be underrepresented cause ultimately it is bad what this student is doing, but also shows the ways people can sometimes develop an unhealthy way to cope with it. We then see that Pidge, after really picking on this kid back and antagonising him about struggling to pass tests resulting in them getting angry and shoving her phone to ground and smashing, decides to apologise for what she said. The kid points out that they will never be friends and pidge says she knows, but that them being an asshole didn't justify her being an asshole in a different way.

No one:

Me: later when pidges brother and dad go missing in the mission she is left without much to focus on at school. Calls from the ship to families were prohibited from being stored or recorded. But one day from a random number she is sent some.pictures of a birthday of one of the crew members taken on a concealed phone. The bully's mums birthday. The bully when she asks about it in private denies sending her anything but it's clear that they did. They're still not friends but there's a begrudging respect there. And these pictures (I haven't thought of how cause I'm a hack) somehow lead to pidges theory that the garrison are covering something up

Still no one:

Me: now this goes further cause they find the bully's parent on their search for pidges family she's one of the only other crew members that survived but she unfortunately passes giving something yo pidge to give back to her kid if she makes it back to earth and when they eventually do, pidge decides to be the person to.give them the news about what really happened to their parent. She goes and they initially don't believe her but she gives them the message and the keepsake she gave her. They ask her why she bothered with how they were to her in school (it's been a few years since then obviously) and she reminds them of the photos they gave her that they sent her, tells them how it lead her to realise that garrison had been lying and thanked them for it and that it was only fair and right that she did this for them and how she's sorry about their mom. The bully tells her that this still doesn't make them friends and she nods. She leaves and Keith finds her on her way back, really upset and feeling like she should've done more and Keith assures her that there wasn't much more she couldve done. I just thought this could be a bit more interesting and true to her character than just getting called a nerd once and crying about it

No one: ..... what?

#voltron #vld #voltron: legendary defender #my headcanons #my rants #pidge vld #pidge #pidge holt #pidge voltron #vld pidge #pidge gunderson #voltron pidge #matt holt #matt vld #vld matt

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narwhalandchill · 5 months

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okay so. skirk thoughts

first of all: as much as her design is still just kind of an ehhh compared to what couldve been, i do think it looks so much better in the actual game. the sfx in her arms and legs in particular helps a Lot imo. still not a massive fan but given i already loved the hair+eyes as well as the general color scheme, im warming up to it. still unfortunate we didnt get something more ambitious but i can live with this lmao

personality wise i actually really love how they went about her? its a little unexpected but skirk really has that abyss autism rizz to her JSJSIDISGFK love it. like this really isnt someone used to any manner of regular human interactions and it shows. i really like how blunt and utterly unfazed she is even when dropping some insane lore bombs bc theyre just peanuts to her. shes just completely unlike any character from any faction weve encountered before and i rly love the energy they gave her

i also found her little ramble about the value of life and death pretty interesting. it almost makes it sound like she considers herself dead in some way? with how she talks about there being no point in holding onto the bonds and remains of dead things and how this personal philosophy of hers is why she never comes to the surface anymore. like huh. whats up with that.

it also really reminds me of how an underappreciated aspect of childes characterization imo is how like. Incredibly insistent he is on staying alive being the most valuable thing? like this comes up Repeatedly in his voicelines. and now we have skirk literally talking about how to live is in itself a blessing. like i am Not buying this being coincidental at all. so unless they physically disprove me in this somehow down the line im taking this as 100% proof that childes high regard for life is Directly imparted to him through skirks teachings. and thats really interesting to think about.

and like. overall im quite happy with this glimpse of her character we have? i have bigger issues with the overall handling of the childe+narwhal+skirk segment of the AQ but those are narrative problems. skirk really stands out as a character and shes just. really fascinating AND funny as fuck in her nonchalance like. what an icon.

the only real unfortunate thing w her appearence specifically i think just has to do with the way her manner of speech and position as a narrator of dubious reliability to an extent is already leading to some. Quite unfortunate misreadings and/or taking the implications of her statements too far at face value. and i just know fandom will latch onto those forever 😭

(& jic i dont mean dubious reliability in the traditional unreliable narrator or like. lying or sth sense. just that her worldview is so alien and foreign to us that it should be taken into careful account before just blindly running off with any particular thing she claims)

like. firstly. the narwhal. ppl really dont seem to be catching onto how skirks perception of it as just a scuffed pet thats a hassle to manage isnt like. actually reflective of what a massive deal of an entity it is (read the boss fight quest item drop lore i am begging. or just wait for me to start narwhalposting JAJSKDK its coming 100%) 💀💀 what it DOES reflect more than anything is what an absolute maniac surtalogi (+ skirk by extension) has to be in order to claim a creature of this magnitude as a PET of all things. its also good to note that skirk herself readily admits both her highly unconventional view on most things AND that her master wont necessarily share any and all information with her - more so what he thinks is pertinent for her to know. her assessment of the narwhal as a nuisance of a task for a disciple isnt really reflective of the ultimate big picture HSJDKDKSK though it is very funny i have to admit.

im just preemptively annoyed and frustrated by it already bc its highkey giving azhdaha all over again where 99% of fandom just dismissed his deeper lore bc they took the storytellers claims of zhongli creating him at complete face value. like to the point hoyo had to literally add a whole segment at the end of the chasm interlude where zhongli more or less directly wink wink nod nods that a career entertainer isnt giving you the most accurate lore on this stuff 😭😭 like please. ive had the tears from among the stars lore fucking HAUNTING me ever since i first read it. its not just a silly pet whale im hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

and secondly. people really jumping the gun on "haha skirk thinks childe weak" when she was... quite literally speaking in past tense JSJSKDKSISKDK thats ajax 14 not the current state of things. while i do agree skirks power level is still way above his to the point i absolutely do think she considers him weak from her standpoint & ways off from his true potential, id also just.... like to point out that she pretty much confirms that her view of his competence has very much changed too? like please yall

skirk, who in all the years post ajax' 3 day abyss trip made NO effort to contact or keep up with him whatsoever and stated that her disciple wasnt worth even speaking to in the past has now LITERALLY voiced the intent to assign him the task of being a messenger between herself (possibly even surtalogi) and neuvillette. and she has made it VERY clear that she views the communication between herself and neuvillette (and traveler too) as one between equals?

this isnt her assigning childe some irrelevant side quest to keep him busy but actually utilizing him for a task she takes at least relatively seriously. like wdym she still considers him the exact same as before 😭😭😭😭 like obviously childes far off from being regarded as anywhere near an equal by skirk bc SHES just that insanely powerful but seriously. to me this is as clear an acknowledgement of his growth on her part as we will get JSJSKDKFKSKDKJ

but alas. everyone loves a "ha ha childe so weak XDDDD" like they just never wanna let that one go. Man

anyway still rly like skirk!!! all im Really hoping for in the future Especially w how i feel the 4.2 narrative while overall brilliant really sidelined and mishandled the potential and gravity of the narwhal side of things is that like. PLEASE let the interlude be the continuation to this 3rd descender n skirk n childe abyss situation i am so fucking tired of khaenri'ah and the abyss order im sorry lmao

also itll be like 4 years before we ever see her in Real action as a combatant but i am already So hype to see that. especially since her powers are so abyssal and alien in nature like thats going to be So gourmet i just know it.

#whew. that eas a bit.#but like im sooooo happy i ended up liking her as much as i did . i really worried i would end up let down somehow bc #skirk has been such a mysterious lore figure in the bg all this time and that by itself builds hype that can end up just falling flat #but im really glad im just even more invested in her situation now that shes finally made an appearancr #just hope we can get at least some interactions between her n ajax sooner than later.#ALSO. YEA THAT WAS A LETDOWN. disciple suits ok its fine but man i wish shed call him ajax 😭😭 hopium she still does when its at his face #rambles #genshin #genshin spoilers #4.2 spoilers #long post

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I AGREE SO MUCH ABOUT CHILD BRIDE. i went into it knowing nothing about the author, and in the forward shes really emphasizing how crazily obsessed she was with priscilla so i guess i was expecting it to be a sympathetic view of her😭 definitely not. what is suzzanes problem dear lord. shes so convinced and desperate to tell you that priscilla was some evil teenaged succubus out for rockstar blood. jesus christ. like girl even if she actually was who gives a shit????? same goes for currie grant. i dont care if he showed the author concrete evidence on a golden platter that he was telling the truth. hes just such an obvious sleazeball. just disgusting……. and she dedicates like 300 chapters to him saying over and over again that he fucked 14yo priscilla and that she was into it. babe they couldve had a steamy decade-long affair and NOBODY would care because he is literally just some random creep ass loser 13 years older than her. and when it comes to his attempted rape of her hes literally like “no i didnt try to rape her i just [decribes attempting to rape her]”. i really dont know suzzanes backstory but she is insane.

but uh. anyways that aside i did enjoy parts of the book for the more in depth view of the story. like suzzanne has such intense bias that really shows throughout but even with that it was still a great way to understand some of the situations a little better… i wish elvis and me was a little more detailed but i can appreciate how and why it is. and i am strangely curious about the actual nature of priscilla and curries relationship (i dont think they ever had consensual sex but i do believe he attacked her before elvis left germany and that leaves me curious as to why she still hung around him afterwards... i.e. those pictures of her to send to elvis that he took)

sorry for the huge wall of text im just.... very .. intrigued? by the book? its just so bizarre and raises a lot of questions lol.

“Currie’s like “No I didn’t try to r*pe her I just [describes atttempting to r*pe her]”

YES THANK YOU!!

if I could, in my own words, summarize the transcript of the conversation between Priscilla & Currie it would be this ⬇️

Currie: I didn’t r*pe you

Priscilla: You forced yourself on me

Currie: I didn’t force anything, you just weren’t into it

Priscilla: So you didn’t try to kiss me?

Currie: Well yeah I was trying to kiss you, you just wouldn’t kiss me back. You were very cold

again that was just my own words so not the actual transcript but that is exactly what I got out of that conversation- which is Currie denying he forced anything on her while simultaneously describing just how unresponsive she was to his advances, so THANK YOU for articulating that perfectly

He is an absolute sleaze-ball as you said, and clearly did not realize he was incriminating himself throughout that whole exchange

like even if Currie’s version of the events were true (I highly doubt it), he still committed statutory r*pe. Perhaps Suzanne and him don’t understand the age of consent but a fourteen year old girl cannot consent to intercourse, so anything he may or may not have actually done to her is still R*PE, whether she seemed willing or not. I’m completely abhorred that a biographer would give a man like that such a large platform and not only that, but agree/go with the story he tells- I’m sickened by it

and god, his reasoning as to why he wouldn’t need to r*pe Priscilla is just the most insane thing I’ve ever read ⬇️

“I had at least ten girls that I could call any night and go have sex with them,” countered Currie. “I’m not bragging—at least ten. I didn’t need to rape anybody ”

excerpt is from “Child Bride” by Suzanne Finstad

okay like?? Ted Bundy had a longtime girlfriend and yet he still went out and s*xually assaulted and murdered women… what’s your point, Currie?

what also bothers me is that Suzanne Finstad is sitting on the full audio tapes of that conversation between Priscilla and Currie, and knowing her history of misquoting people and writing things that don’t line up with other testimonies, I wouldn’t be surprised in the very least if parts of that tape have been conveniently left out, or transcribed wrong, as she converted it from audio to text

like the whole 1961 photoshoot, as you mentioned, is something that I just wish I could hear Priscilla explain for herself

Priscilla Presley and Currie Grant in 1961

It does raise the question if what she said transpired was true why would she ever want to be alone with Currie again, and better yet, why would Elvis willingly put her in a situation like that?

Especially when he was aware of the attempted r*pe ⬇️

MARTY LACKER: “There was a guy who used to bring Priscilla around to Elvis’s house some, over there in Germany. He would take her home to her parents’ place, and then he’d go back to the barracks. Well, he was a scumbag. He was using cute little girls to get into the house, to be around Elvis. And he tried to put the make on Priscilla one night when he took her home. She says in her book that he tried to rape her. But he didn’t succeed. Elvis told us about it, himself”

excerpt is from “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia” by Alanna Nash

The only explanation in my mind that makes sense is that perhaps Currie Grant was Elvis’ only remaining contact in Germany- or at least the only person in contact with Priscilla- and since he was so desperate to see her again, maybe thought that the reward outweighed the risk

And obviously a 15-year-old Priscilla was still reeling over him leaving Germany and would likely agree to anything to please him…plus since it was Elvis who asked Currie to take the photos, maybe she thought if Elvis trusted him to do that, she could trust him as well ?

And although I doubt she intended too, Suzanne inadvertently said something similar when trying to do one of those logical fallacies that she does throughout the duration of “Child Bride” ⬇️

“Priscilla, despite her claim that Currie tried to rape her, was thrilled to oblige, “desperate” for word from Elvis, through Currie”

excerpt is from “Child Bride” by Suzanne Finstad

I feel like Suzanne is basically answering the dilemma herself despite her attempt to point out the inconsistency in Priscilla’s behavior (her being afraid of Currie, but also being around him)

Priscilla was willing to be photographed by her attempted assaulter as she was desperate for contact from Elvis and Currie just happened to be that link between them

and I have to say, my original response to the ask that I received about “Child Bride” was something that I was worried about posting as many of the more passionate anti-Priscilla crowd tend to treat it like it’s their Bible but WHEW- I am beyond relieved that so many people have also seen just how outrageous that book is, especially the narrative that Suzanne Finstad goes with- like as you said, trying to make a fourteen-year-old Priscilla out to be some “teenaged succubus” LMAOOO (that took me out 💀)

I honestly consider myself to be Priscilla-neutral despite what some people assume of me based on some my posts 🤧 and so because of that, I am very open to reading and discussing the valid criticisms against her HOWEVER- I have no time in my day to take someone like Currie Grant seriously so that is why the first half of “Child Bride” (chapters about Germany and what fourteen-year-old Priscilla may or may not have done) are just what ruin the whole book for me

And it’s a shame because again, there are some very valid things that Suzanne points out about Priscilla, especially the things that were left out of “Elvis and me”; like her inconsistencies in recalling certain events, her sometimes questionable character (treatment of others), her possible greed (suing and more suing) and the biggest one to me- her involvement in Scientology… but all of that is just dampered by Suzanne’s god awful commentary and god awful judgement

also girl please do not apologize for sending this in- I sincerely thank you for adding to the conversation about this book as I think these kinds of discussions are so beneficial and I’m just truly grateful to be able to have them with y’all- I’ve fr learned so much from your guys’ insight

and since there is such a surplus of information about Elvis (and Priscilla), I feel like the best way to navigate through it all is by breaking it down like this, and so if y’all ever want to talk about another book feel free to send in your thoughts <3!!!

#suzanne is twisted #and currie belongs underneath the prison #elvis presley #elvisaaronpresley #elvis #elvis history #elvis fans #elvis books #elvis fandom #elvis asks #suzanne finstad #priscilla presley #currie grant

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obito :)

favorite thing abt them:

hmm i think my favorite thing abt obito is that like. there is genuine compassion behind what he does. like as mean and abrasive as he presents himself, there is suffering behind it and there's compassion behind it and he genuinely wants to build a better world. like that scene during the war arc when the godtree is abt to bloom and he addresses the ppl on the field and he's like "be still .. you've endured enough. its gonna be over soon." i remember being quite moved when i got to this scene for the first time. i just always like this mixture of violence but also desperation and suffering that kishimoto puts into his villains lol. and i think obito embodies that the most

least favorite thing abt them:

i think my least favorite thing abt obito is the hokage thing w naruto and kakashi at the end after his redemption. like we get it, youre one of the good guys now but u dont have to suddenly full-on support the shinobi system that u before this point spent 15 years condemning and hating lol. i mean its probably more kishimoto's fault for always dividing his characters into bad guy villains and bootlickers only but if we go down that route, no character is to blame for anything they said. so yeah. couldve just shut it instead obito.

favorite line:

this one! its more of a monologue than just one line but i like this a lot:

brOTP:

ok so this might read a bit like a diss on him lmfao sry obito but i think him and rin are great as friends. i dont get the feeling that she reciprocated his romantic feelings. but she cherishes him and loves him as a friend and i think the two of them were so harmonious and sweet w each other as kids. so i choose them :)

OTP:

hmmm i dont rly have that many ideas abt obito in romantic relationships aside from rin tbh. altho i do think that him and kakashi are quite juicy together :) so i pick them sfshgesgds

nOTP:

obito x madara is a no for me. first of all bc madara's already deeply in love w someone else. but also there's just way too much control and psychological violence there from madara's side for that to be enjoyable for me. like the power dynamic between them is just too one-sided. also obito wants him dead in a ditch. and madara is literally around 80 years or so older than him lmao so that gives it kind of a weird vibe for me, too.

random headcanon:

obito is a coke fiend and the only reason why the akatsuki took so long to gain all their funds was that obito kept using up all their budget to get high. i KNOW this is true. cant keep up a madara-level god complex without medical support.

unpopular opinion:

so i havent rly seen that much obito meta recently (or any at all actually). so idk if this is still an unpopular opinion. but i think obito being convinced to change his path and join naruto against madara is quite sensical for him actually. obito is 1) more emotionally motivated and thus can also be influenced emotionally (unlike madara) and 2) much of his views kind of hinge on his ability to make others confirm them for him. as in breaking others down to the point of them adapting a similar worldview as him. obito did that with itachi by helping him w his genocide, he did it w nagato and the akatsuki as a whole but he couldnt do it w naruto. and thats why naruto could convince him to change his views.

song i associate with them:

i think the song i associate most w him is red light, green light by the kiffness. the song itself doesnt rly have anything to do w him lol but i listened to it a lot at the start of last year when i started getting into naruto again and was thinking abt him all the time. i also remember spending all afternoon drawing him some time while listening to the song .. so its forever kind of associated w him :')

favorite picture of them:

couldnt decide for just one, so i picked two. the first one cuz it kind of shows what i said above. he comes off pretty adversarial and bitter but u can see that there is also pain and hurt in his expression. the 2nd one just cuz i love the vibe :)

#sry for how long this became .. who tf's gonna read all that .... but thank u sm for asking him!#havent thought abt him this much for a while #so it was fun remembering all this :)#fragen #obito #naruto ask meme #character ask #also i just realized headcanons are supposed 2 be things u believe are canon without them being stated as such in the actual canon .. right #not just things u'd find funny? well. guess narutoverse has cocaine then #according to me 😌

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my animal crossing island might be named after onisister but there is another team in my heart. so i spent a normal amount of hours designing a ryuseitai-themed upstairs for kid cat in hhp

and it is

Elaborate

so allow me to. well. to speak further in depth on this topic

first off, the centerpiece of the whole room, the media center. they dont all get to gather in the a/v room like last year so they get this.

behind the projector is a patchwork sofa chair in the 'leaves' colorway, which combines with the loveseat, the cushion, and the barstool to form the seating arrangements. its not actually a hard and fast arrangement, chiaki radiates heat which kanata can only stand for so long, so he'll switch with one of the juniors or just kick chiaki off the couch entirely if feeling particularly puckish.

also visible here is the sushi on the kitchenette, the fries and basil-y tomato-y pizza margherita on the coffee table, and the "galbi" (carpaccio di marlin blu) and "hyorogan" (coconut cookies, i couldnt find anything that looked like shinobus actual favorite food, umeboshi. i think if i had cherry jam? closest legal relative, but still more of a stretch than the coconut cookie-hyorogan stretch. like, hyorogan does actually look like that.)

so, from here, we go to the specific areas

a pond for pukapuka, some fish, what more could you possibly need?

though the glow stickers on the wall were probably not put there by kanata himself but rather by the person who put the rest of the glow stickers up,

shinobu! froggie chair. another one with not a lot to point out, everythings pretty self explanatory. i was going to make this space more enclosed, because, you know, ninja, but i was running out of space. i couldve maybe done better if there wasnt a doorway in the middle of the other wall and it could be off to the side or something.

also the middle thing on the wall there is a switch lite, because im not sure how much of a gamer shinobu is but i know he was really excited when he learned hasumi-dono knew about p*kemon....

the keroppi snack could belong to either shinobu or the person on the other side of the divider,

midori! this is an awkward photo. i dont actually very much sanrio furniture despite having the cards, otherwise i wouldve used it more here, im too lazy to scan them in. otherwise the posters of the sanrio villagers would be on the wall next to jack, who stands at the precipice of midori's chill out zone to scare off chiaki, which otherwise contains nothing but plushies, a futon to take a depression nap on, and a tv to secretly enjoy things on (which is apple shaped because midori is the produce boy).

and then across the doorway is

see, this is a much larger space, i couldve used fewer tiles, but because i wasnt trying to replicate a set like i was for the crazy anthem one, i was actually minding the doors and windows of the space.

ok so the. the cross-stitch. ok. i thought there was like a folding fan or some framed embroidery or something, but there is NOT, so. tetora's prized gift from his beloved taishou is. cross stitch (cock (manly)).

this is another area which is mostly self-explanatory. the thing next to the basketball is a pile of model kits, no idea if chiaki actually does those, but it is more toku merch, so.

the picture frame in the shelves is a customizable thing and i didnt vibe with any of the options so thats a. custom design i made to spice up my beaches. its transparent, so. lets just call it a shadow box displaying a shell chiaki recieved as a gift or something.

also theyre like switching leaders every project now but you see that stack of papers? you know whos probably doing like, the most of the paperwork. probably wont even let anyone else do it even if they ask. what paperwork. theres barely any paperwork theres no paperwork what are you talking about.

#visit scenic kitou #dream on stupids

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hikari-ni-naritai · 2 months

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actually fuck it we're talkignm about it now. it being how shinsekai yori deals with sex and sexuality.

's fuckin weird dude! and its genuinely hard, once again, to tell what the author's stance on this is! in the beginning we learn that ancient humans, in attempting to create a new social model, considered basing it on bonobo society. bonobos as you may know are extremely promiscuous monkeys that solve nearly all interpersonal problems with sex. they decided against this, saying it wouldnt work, but elements are present in the society the show presents us. theyre much more permissible about sex and sexuality than modern japan. same-sex relationships are seen as completely normal for our 14-year-old protagonists. but we'll come back to that.

the knowledge that society couldve been based on bonobo sexual mores haunts saki for years. any time she's in a sexual situation, she thinks back on it. the first time is when her comphet boyfriend tries to have sex with her while theyre kidnapped by bakenezumi, and her response is basically 'we're better than monkeys'. which like, good on her for rejecting unwanted advances, but it bodes ill for the narrative the show pushes re: sex and sexuality.

at 14, the group's relationship dynamics look like this: saki is dating maria, but she's actually in love with shun, a boy ive neglected to talk about at all. saki's comphet boyfriend is dating shun and in love with him. shun tolerates this. maria is in love with saki. and mamoru is dating no one, and is in love with maria. i cant blame him. anyway we've got two cute little gay couples in our friend group! nobody seems to have anything to say about this, so its socially acceptable, right? i mean. sure. if youre 14. there are no adults in gay relationships. the assumption is still there, 1000 years in the future, that being gay is something that kids grow out of, some kind of practice for proper adult heterosexual relationships that can bear children. the only difference between modern japan and this fictional world is that boys are also allowed to be gay with each other as kids.

but even then! the narrative treats comphet boyfriend's gayness and saki's gayness completely differently. there's a validity to comphet boyfriend's feelings that is not afforded to saki. her feelings for maria are constantly overshadowed by her True Feelings for shun. meanwhile, comphet boyfriend's True Feelings for shun are just accepted. even years later, when maria's out of the picture, comphet boyfriend's gay crush is treated seriously. as 14 year olds, saki asks mamoru if it's really all that fun to choose to be alone and pine for the one you love instead of hooking up with someone. its pretty clear that she asks this because she wonders if she made the wrong choice to date maria, and maybe she shouldve stayed single hoping to get a chance with shun. when she's with maria, she remembers the bonobos. isnt she supposed to be better than this?

maria's crush on saki is more real, but it's not taken seriously either. she leaves her to be with mamoru, who she's never shown romantic interest in. but he loves her, and she cant have babies with saki, so it's only natural, right? sure she's sad to leave saki, but she has a Duty to this boy who has a crush on her, or something.

i dunno. i dont want to say the author is critiquing homosexuality here, or saying we should be better than that, or better than sex with little or no attachment, but it would be hard to deny it.

if someone's your dearest friend and lover, dont leave them to get pregnant in a rat colony. ok?

#shinsekai yori #sorry for spending 2 and a half hours ranting about this show #its given me some kind of brain worms

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aly aly aly. i am thinking abt ckarlnapity wedding again what wedding gifts do u think everyone gets them!!!

UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM UM UM good question.

okay well ive decided just now that tina gets them a big lovely handmade scrapbook and some cameras bc shes cute and thoughtful like that.

okay ive been sitting here for like 15 minutes now trying to decide what tubbo would give them but tubbo is decidedly both smarter and more thoughtful than me and nothing has come to mind yet. rest assured it would benefit all three of them (or he makes smth separate for all three) and it would be made with his own two hands no matter how long it took or how hard it was and it would be Perfect. and somewhere deep down hes saying thank you and hes saying im sorry and hes saying i love you, i miss you, i want to be close again. never with words. the two of them work so much better without words getting in the way of what they really mean. tubbo couldve gotten them the shittiest thing in the world and quackity wouldve been grateful. he doesnt know how to tell tubbo that even if it hadnt been perfect he wouldve accepted. by the time the wedding itself is over and they find themselves sitting side by side someplace quiet (just a breather, just for another moment) both of them know how the other feels anyways. the silence between them speaks louder than anything else ever could

hannah offers to take care of all of the flowers and floral arrangements for the wedding, every last one, however many they want or however detailed they want it. this, too, is both a thank you and an apology, and quackity has always loved roses. every flower in the venue is perfect. hannah’s smile and teary eyes during the ceremony are genuine.

bad and skeppy gift them something extravagant and utterly useless at first, and later something much smaller but incredibly meaningful. maybe an heirloom or pictures and stories of sapnap as a kid that none of them have seen before or something to do with demonic culture. antfrost gets them something very thoughtful and genuinely useful in spite of how wildly tempted he is to give them the worlds greatest gag gift.

tommy also DEFINITELY gives them something handmade and meaningful. could not tell you more than that but he has one of the greatest gifts of anyone easily

i cannot think of anyone else who i could even so much as guess what sort of gift they would give i simply am not well versed enough in other characters this is so sad. but these are my thoughts <3

#arthur tag #i did my best..........................

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rottingsparrow · 2 years

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Part 3!! Of rereading Lore Olympus. Episodes 21-30

⚠️Content Warning! This review contains the episode arc of Wolf in the Hen house, an arc ahout SA⚠️

So it seems to be better to post 10 at a time so that's what I'm gonna do, I'll try to post em daily since I usually read like 20 at a time but who knows.

Ep 21

Hermes lets gooo

Look naked persephone just in case you forgot that shes gorgeous

“Demeter sends her a lot of letters” didnt they not live near each other if not together what

Why does apollo introduce himself like that- oh i know bc rachel cant organically make someone bad shes gotta kinda force it /lh

Apollo is being a dick just let her talk like interrupting is a dick move and what he said obv

“Let me help you” “no thanks” yeah i mean she doesnt need help

Plus youre being a dick like

Ep 22

“Hes my brother” i dont care shes uncomfortable

Quick apollo make a comment about your sisters body so we know how much of a dick you are

Also why does she slip with the knife we dont see her and then ope she has a cut i feel like it couldve been done better

“Alot of blood” did you stab yourself wtf

I know they are gods but shes also the goddess of the hunt she should have stuff lying around for her or maybe animals

See the thing with apollo is he doesnt ask to do anything he just assumes its fine which is one thing but it feels like rachel hammers home the point so violently

“ let me help you!” use ur words king

“I dont have great control of my moods” get a therapist bestie

Also he has no reason to be overprotective he just met her what is it with men and becoming immediately attached to persephone

Cause shes so gorgeous and sweet and naive or whatever

which i think we should discuss the portrayal of her being naive and how it is a part of p*dophilic culture

Ep 23

Haha! I know you dont like this man so i will joke about it

Why is one eye golden bc he used his powers or

Stop grabbing her she just forgave you

Ur so uncomfortable around this man so none of us will pay any attention to you guys together

Are they watching carrie

Why. honestly just why

Ep 24

Hey uh just tw for sexual assault bc its that epsiode

“What time is it” “i came to see you” thats not an answer

Once again the he doesnt ask he just does

“Youve been flirting with me all day” has? She?

Like its gross and apollo is in the wrong but can we ask why we needed to see it, even part of it. Thats so intense

And also, how does it help the story. Genuinely. Did Rachel just do this bc persephone needed to explore her darker side i find it uncomfortable

She handles the topic fine but why was it necessary, i know its smth that happens but it feels so. forced into the story

I guess to get her out of the maidenhood thing but wouldnt it have been so nice to watch her make the decision on her own as a form of growth

Im glad we stop having to see it

I know why the pictures are used later but right now, why does he take pictures

Also its so weird that hes like “keep it between you and me” there isnt any reason for that other than like. Hes bad

Ep 25

Why did his name change for Aidoneus to Hades i dont know the stories that well

The shiny rocks are nice i wish we got to see his connections to gems more

I wish the titans looked more diff than the gods i know they are related but it would be cool

Why did Gaia say that he would destroy them

Vore :/

Glad hades has a therapist

Dog

Ep 26

i do like the fact that this episode is a call its nice

Omg they said the title

“Im the king of the underworld” ok and?? Anyone could tell shes crying

I like the small talk i know it doesnt move the story but its realistic

Hades hears her crying and is like. Im gonna bully you for it

Yeah its teasing and its cute if she wasnt already sad yknow

“Persephone why did you stop talking? I just completely called you out while you are upset”

Ep 27

Why was he in the mortal realm with minthe im curious

“It was different” rachel then retcons that and says it was a one time thing

It does sound like hes making fun of her

Her face and hermes proportions in that one panel oml

“I dont like talking about it” is a valid response persephone hades doesnt make you speak you just are very vocal

“The balance of power should always be in my favor” thank you rachel for showing why it is an unhealthy relationship

“I owe you question” never. Brought up again

Ep 28

“You dont get personal boundaries do you?” neither do you tf

Why do demeter and hades not like each other other than plot

“Working with someone doesnt mean youre compatible” works with minthe(and later works with persephone)

Why was demeter so intense to make her join maidenhood i know to protect her but like if she kept her with her she could be protected too right

Aw they fell asleep on the phone together

How did their phones not die tho

Ep 29

Oh wait look we see one dog that isnt the main three lets go

And hes wearing glasses its actually nice to be wrong

Artemis’ bangs are not long enough to pull into a bun oml

Ill say it: i hate how rachel portrayed zeus and heras marriage. Like they love each other and there couldve been a better way to do this then them arguing all the time

I know ive said it plenty of times but the lack of color consistency is annoying same goes for body types

So if he commands someone they have to do it or

Shes right tho he does whatever he wants

Hebe is cute

I do like how hera dresses

Ep 30

Hebe is so smart but like why let her be 8

Also let me see the other kids who is her sister that she is getting out of bed

“How about a test!” thats a terrible idea

New outfit!

“Persephone has big boobs” we know shes like supposed to be perfect or whatever

Imagine stopping aging at 19 gross also how does their aging work

“ i think ur depressed bc u arent challenged” hera. Stfu up

Also you cant say job and then have her be an intern

Also i know its just so they can be close to each other but god its so dumb

#anti lore olympus #lore olympus #my opinion #lore olympus critical #lo critical

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n0ct0urn1quet · 2 years

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unbelievably in love with my gf rn but i have decided NOT to ramble in the tags and am instead rambling in the post but only bc i have lots to say ant it literally would not fit in the tags . ANYWAYS KJDFKLJDFKLGH @vergildotcom

i just :] she is so prety,,,,so shaped,,,,,,unbelievably shaped (positive),,,,,,everything abt her physcially is just !!!!!! lovely!!!!!!!!!!!! she is so round and chubby and very much pillow shaped (which is epic bc honestly? the pillows i have rn are flat and i wake up with a sore neck every morning. however if i just use my gf as a pillow i wake up with NO sore neck and NO back pain or anything . literally she is a much more comfier pillow than my Two Actual Pillows DJKSJKG)..... shes so . bfhnjg :)

and she is just !!!!!!!!!11 so kind.......so sweet.............ealierer we were talking n i was all yearny n she was like "bro whats that" n im like "w,,,,,,whats what,,,," n shes like "whats that on ur face" n imall confused ?? so im like "idk bro,,,,,,,,,,,," n then shes like !!!!!!!!!!!! "*mwah*!!! its me!!!!!" n im like :O :O :O :O :O !!!!!!!! its u!!!!!!!!!!1 on my face giving me a kis!!!!!!!!! waow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <:]

idk im just thinking so hard abt her rn she makes me . verey haby. n not to get kinda sentimental ig but i rly need to reliaze that. like. i dont Need to worry about a lot of things. i dont need to worry about taking a picture of myself n thinking that i look bad in the picture or i dont need to worry about how my brain works or anything like that bc. she'll lov me regardless. i could send a picture of myself who just woke up and i could have my hair be all crazy and wacky and all over the place and she would be like "u look prebby :)". i could have an Episode n get all anxious ovr something dumb n she would b there to help n even if there wasnt something she could rly Do to help she would at least . Be There. n thas all that matters to me

idk i just <:] i just lov her a lot yk,,,,,shes just. the nicest person iv ever met. im very very lucky to have met her and sometimes it baffles me that we met completely on Accident. i remember a while ago her n i talking n she told me she found my tumblr blog completely on accident bc she meant to click on someone elses blog but ended up clicking on mine n its just. it is baffling to think that if she hadnt accidentally clicked on my tumblr blog 4 years ago we might not have even. like. met each other at all.

thats another thing i think about! sometimes i think about. my Life. before i met her and before i rly joined tumblr. back when i was living with my dad n mom in a not very safe household. n sometimes i wish i could go back n prevent them from splitting up or think about how my dad couldve gotten better if he had just gotten therapy for his issues but. the thing is. if all of that happened and he did get help where would i be. i dont think i would have ever joined tumblr because my dad didnt rly want me on any social media at all so i dont think i would have even met maria. so sometimes in a weird twisted way im Glad all of that bad stuff happpened bc. if im being honest, if it never happened i wouldnt have moved in with my sister, she would have never shown me tumblr, i would have never made an account and i would have never met maria. n idk thats juts wacky to think about. yeah those events left me with severe trauma n a shit ton of other mental issues but it led me to the girl who kinda saved my life in a way so for that ig im just thankful that all of it happened. i mean yeah i got a fucked up brain now but heehee i have a gf and she makes me happy and i loveve her :]

and idk just !!!!!!!!!!! knowing that in a few years or less we could be moving in with each other,,,,,,,groughg it makes me happy. so happy. and its just so weird to think about bc we've been together for 4 years and in like the first year or two we were togteher we kinda didnt rly vc a whole lot n we couldnt rly video chat so all we rly had was jus talking thru tumblr/discord and we both desperately wanted to see each other but we jus. couldnt. n we wanted to try n raise like $300 or something to come see each other but its kinda funny bc like all we were worried about is seeing each other. we didnt think about like if i would stay with her in her house (she was living in a . very very very very small place at the time) or like if my mom would be coming with me or if the ppl she lived with even like Knew About Me so its kinda funny how we just wanted to meet in person without. actually thinking about it n planning it all out SKJDKJJKG but then we actually did kinda get somewhere this year where like. it was maybe most likely going to happen. i was gonna come visit her and my mom was gonna come n my gf n i were just gonna . visit for a few weeks. unfortuantely that didnt end up happening because someone moved in with us and now we're nearly broke and just straight up cannot afford it but. we're still working on it

but as i was saying its just wild how in the first year or two that wer were together we were so . desperate n upset that we couldnt see each other much. n it was definitely a lil bit rough. n we just kept saying that each day that passes means we're getting closer to seeing each other and like. here we are, 4 years later, with a very slim chance that it might still happen. i mean we still have the rest of july and like early august to plan something out. its a bit late and its very very expensive rn for me and my mom to travel but if we're lucky things might work out. my sister might move out within the nxet month or so, mom might get a raise, she might be able to afford to travel, stuff like that. its a small percentage but its not 0. and plus even if we dont visit we can still vc and video chat when we want to, and plus no matter what happens im STILL going to go live with her n im STILL for sure 100% going to meet her Eventually. lke its for sure gonna happen n its gonna b very epic :]

sorey this is. a lot !!!!!!1 sorey pepper if this is too long or anytihng ik ur used to reading just small gayposts but like i said earlier i am ni a very rambly mood n i want nothing mor than to just make u happy n put a lil smile on ur face befor u go to bed. u make me rly rly happy n ur just very very important to me. i love u so very much hunny,, seep well ,,,, i lob u :] :]

#my lobely beloby..... my scrimblo bimblo !!!!!! my grimbly snibly!!!!!!#luv u :]

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hi, ok to start this off. im going to mention suicide in this ask-i know your okay with topics of suicide for fics if its comfort based, i just hope this isnt too explict.

so long-story short, everyday has been exausthing for me. extremely tiring, sometimes it even tires me to breathe. i feel like a puppet being forced to be on stage. i wish i could stay in bed the whole day but i have chores to do, errands to run. i wish i could, but i cant just shut myself out from the whole world.

im constantly told how i need to 'try harder' 'do better' 'youre being so lazy' im trying my best, but im not sure its enough.

i always wish i couldved died in my sleep and it irritates me when i wake up in the morning. im not even trying that hard to hide what im going through, i dont really express my emotions like other people. i tend to be a little more closed off than others but no one actually noticed.

im scared of dying-terrified, but right now. i feel like thats the only option i have to escape this endless cycle. its like my heart is telling me not to but my mind and body wants it, my mind and body want to rest.

kuroo is one of my first and favorite comfort character. could i make an urgent request where gn!reader is silently crying in their room, thinking about how tired they are and how suicide is running through their mind. and kuroo walks in on reader like this, where it ends up with reader opening up and telling him about all the shit weve been through and how suicide is something reader is very close to doing. how kuroo comforts us through it?

i dont want to dump this all on you because i know it can be a lot of pressure for you. you dont have to write this fic but if you plan to, you can take your time with it. im aware your a human being too, i know you have a life outside of social media and i dont want to interfere with that. but thank you so so much in advance. i hope you have a lovevly day<3

Kuroo Comforts Reader Who's Having Suicidal-Thoughts

Pairing: Kuroo x Gn!Reader

Warnings: mentions of suicidal-thoughts, feelings of wanting to give up, please don't read if these topics will be triggering to you rather than comforting!

Genre: Angst, Comfort

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: In which Kuroo finds you crying in your room and comforts you after you open up to him about your suicidal-thoughts and everything you've been dealing with.

[A/N: Hey thank you so much for trusting me with your urgent request <3 I tried to write it as quickly as I could for you! I won't say too much, as I think Kuroo does his best to comfort you in this oneshot. Hopefully his words reach you and provide you with some comfort! I'm here if you ever need to talk to anyone about anything <3 ]

***I really need to change this picture. This man is laughing during these serious moments 😭😔

When would it end? The endless cycle of having no motivation to do anything except stay in bed and just sleep as the world continues to move around you.

Silent tears make their way down your face as horrible thoughts fill your head, tempting you to just go ahead and end your suffering yourself. You were terrified, but it was beginning to feel like the only way out of that endless cycle of nothingness.

You felt truly alone there in your room, as hot tears rolled down your face. You look around your room remembering the days when things were different; when you didn’t feel tired all the time and didn’t have to drag yourself out of bed each morning to do something as simple as feed yourself. Where did it all go wrong?

You couldn’t even remember when you first started feeling this way–it’s as if you just woke up one morning and this uncontrollable exhaustion took over your life.

Would anyone even care if I just left this world?

Your thoughts are interrupted by a knock on your window.

“Psst, what’re you doing? Open up before I fall,” you hear a hushed voice whisper from outside your window, making you jump at the sudden noise.

“Tetsurou?” You croak out, your voice slightly raspy from not talking in a while, “What’re you doing?”

You quickly open the window and let the raven-haired boy into your room, while hiding your face from him, not wanting him to see your puffy face from all the tears you had cried.

“What am I doing? What have you been doing? I’ve called you a million times and you didn’t answer. I got worried so I came over.”

There was your answer for you. He was worried. Kuroo would care if you suddenly left. The thought made more tears pool in your eyes as you cried again for the millionth time that day.

“Hey hey, are you crying? I’m sorry Y/N, did I say something wrong?”

“No,” you sob even harder, profusely wiping your eyes, but the tears just wouldn’t stop, “I just forgot that there was someone out there that could worry about me.”

“Huh? Of course I worry about you. I thought something happened to you, I even forgot to use the front door and climbed the side of your house like a mad man,” he blurts.

It was then that you noticed the Volleyball uniform still on his body that was drenched in sweat along with the fresh beads of sweat that were rolling down his face.

“I’m sorry,” you cry again, knowing he ran straight from Volleyball practice to check up on you.

“Y/N it’s okay, really. I’m just glad you’re not hurt or anything, but clearly something’s wrong. What is it? You can tell me anything, you know that right?”

You take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down as Kuroo takes a seat on the floor in front of you with crossed legs, not wanting to dirty your bed with his sweat as he patiently waits for you to explain. It takes a while for you to open up about how you had been feeling everyday for who knows how long. You were usually closed off, never really verbal about your emotions to anyone, but you knew that you needed to tell someone–at least him. So, you gather your nerves and let it all spill.

“I’ve just been feeling so tired, Kuroo. Physically and mentally, I’m exhausted every single day of my life and I’m tired of it. It wears me out just breathing–why does living have to be so exhausting? All I want to do is stay in bed and let the world continue as I just rest, but I can’t. I have to get up and drag myself to run some errands or do chores around the house,” you explain, looking at the patterns on your ceiling, not prepared to see how he was reacting yet.

But Kuroo was still seated in the same position, listening intently to every word you had to say, though it pained him to hear what you had been going through all on your own without him knowing.

“And I-” you swallow, getting ready to drop the bombshell that had been weighing heavily on your shoulders for the past few days, “Sometimes I just feel like the only way out of this is just dying. I just want to be at peace, I don’t think I can keep moving forward, Tetsurou. But then at the same time, I’m so scared of death. I don’t want to die, but what if it's my only way out? My heart is screaming at me to stay and keep fighting, but my mind and body just want to rest and be at peace already. I’m. so. tired.”

Fresh tears pour out of your eyes and you roughly rub them away, irritated that you kept on crying when you didn’t want to.

Kuroo just looks at you with sad eyes, hating that you were going through all this alone, but relieved that at least he was there with you now before you had the chance to take matters into your own hands. He was incredibly concerned for you, but as your eyes slowly moved to him, he plasters a small smile on his face. He didn’t want you to think that he was just pitying you when it was a lot deeper than that.

“I had no idea,” he finally lets out, “But thank you for trusting me enough to tell me now.”

He shifts slightly as you nod your head in acknowledgment, worried that your words would scare him off at any moment, but then he speaks again.

“Y’know sometimes our brain and body don’t want the right things or the same things that our hearts want,” he pauses for a moment to read your expression, but you’re just quietly listening to him from your bed, “Not to be one of those guys that relate everything to their passion, but it’s just like with Volleyball. Near the end of a match we’re physically and mentally burned out to the point where our bodies want to give up and rest; however, our hearts…my heart pushes me beyond my limits with the desire and need to win that game no matter how physically and mentally exhausted I am.”

The analogy makes perfect sense to you, and almost feels a little scary how much you’re able to relate to that sensation without even playing Volleyball.

“Sometimes life can be a pain, but the good news is that there’s only so far we can fall before we reach rock bottom, and from there, the only way left to go is up.” he points up while looking up and you follow his lead, finding your head moving on it’s own as you follow the direction his finger is pointing in, looking up at your ceiling.

“Life will never give you more than what you can handle even if it feels like you’ve already gone beyond what you’re capable of handling. You may be on the very brink, where you feel so exhausted and all you want to do now is give up, but your heart–your driving force–is keeping you here. That’s how you know you’re still fighting, so keep fighting, please,” a bit of emotion finally laces through his voice, which shocks you slightly as Kuroo wasn’t the type to let his emotions get the best of him.

He clears his throat quickly and wipes his eyes slightly before continuing to speak once again.

“You know you’re not alone through this. I’m right here with you, you just have to take baby steps. Take one day at a time, doing small things until you’re able to motivate yourself again–which will happen!”

“Can that actually happen?” You ask hopefully.

“Of course and I’ll be here to help you get to that point one day again. If you’re too tired to leave the house for something, I’ll get it for you. If you can’t make your bed or clean up, I’ll tidy up for you. If you can’t find it in you to cook for yourself, I’ll get you some food. And from there we can try doing these things together until doing them on your own doesn’t feel so exhausting anymore. You’ll make it through this rough patch in your life, I swear. So, don’t let your brain and body dictate what happens in your life; as long as your heart is yelling for you to keep going, you keep going,” he looks up at you with teary eyes though a big smile is on his face as he looks at you with eyes full of care, “Just don’t give up on yourself. I’m rooting for you, so you should be too, but for now I’ll be cheering you on ten-fold, to make up for all those thoughts trying to take you away–I won’t let them take you.”

“Okay,” you say with tears in your eyes, not even caring that you were crying again for the hundredth time that day, Kuroo was willing to help and that in itself was enough to make you hopeful–it was a nice change from the constant negative words that were usually thrown at you from the people around you.

“Thank you Tetsurou,” you whisper to him.

Kuroo finally gets to his feet and brings you into his warm arms. You didn’t even care if he was covered in sweat, it just felt nice to be cared for like that.

“Anytime, just remember that you’re never alone, not as long as I have a say in it. I’ll be here everyday for you. Baby steps,” he whispers into the crook of your neck as you feel drops of water drip onto your shoulder.

“Baby steps,” you repeat, holding him tighter in your arms, allowing him to spill some of his own emotions while it was your turn now to comfort him.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 1/31/2022

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woniepop · 3 years

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Spending Spring Break with Enhypen!!

Request: Henlo fren! I hope you are doing well! Since spring break is coming how about you write a headcanon about how the en- boys would spend their break time with their S/O? Thank you in advance ❤️P.S: Your humor >>> Everything else in life

Pairing: Enhypen x GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff

a/n: thank you so much! I’m glad you find my content funny LOL anyway this request got my so excited about spring break

༑ ࿐ྂ。lee heeseung - You guys would make like a 5 course vv extravagant meal

- If you know how to cook, it’d start off really well

- You’d both plan out what you want to cook and you teach him hold to hold a knife safely

- It DOES go really well until you finish the second dish

- Heesung sprinkles a little flour in your face and starts a food fight LOL

- You start throwing flour everywhere

- Wiping sauce onto each other’s face with your fingers

- but you and heesung become too tired to finish

- So you just decide to eat your two appetizers and order food

- And instead of cleaning you just decide to cuddle and talk about anything and everything together

༑ ࿐ྂ。jay park

- OOO LET ME TELL YOU

- Definitely that basic bitch that takes you on a picnic

- He packs your favorite food

- Makes it look so pretty

- You literally get tiktok famous like alkjghagkljh the food he made looked so good

- Puts flowers in your hair

- Yall probably make bracelets for each other and he’s so proud

- Refuses to take it off

- Its essential for life

༑ ࿐ྂ。jake sim

- LOL HEAR ME OUT

- His backyard

- Like you guys could be playing with nerf guns

- AND HE ACCIDENTALLY SHOOTS YOUR EYE

- Idk about you but it usually gets pretty hot where i live

- And yall don’t have a pool

- so you turn on the hose and spray him with it for payback

- WATER FIGHT!!!

- You cut lots of fruit and sit and eat it together

- AND HE CHALLENGES YOU TO A FOOD COMPETITION

- Yall start eating the watermelon as fast as you can and you straight up choke 4 seconds in

- YOU COULDVE WON AND NOW HE’S LAUGHING AT YOU

༑ ࿐ྂ。park sunghoon

- Would take you to a petting zoo fs

- He’d be so excited to pet the bunnies

- Literally drags you around to see everything

- Points at the goats and says you look like them

- Buys those little food cups so you can feel them

- He pets them so gently too kjglaghalkjf

- If you’re scared he’d literally hold your hand the whole time

- Probably hold out the small animals to you to try and scare you

- Would take you out to get drinks after too

- Makes you share an icee with him

༑ ࿐ྂ。kim sunoo

- Have yall ever seen tinkerbell and the great fairy rescue

- I literally want to make a fairy house so bad

- So we’re making one today with sunoo!!

- You gather all the stickers, paints, and materials and get to work to see who can make a better house

- Sunoo sees that yours look better than him so he tries distracting you

- tickling you

- Giving you lots of kisses

- Putting stickers on your face

- Doing aegyo and squishing your cheeks

- In the end, he distracts you so much you guys end up taking a nap and cuddling together

༑ ࿐ྂ。yang jungwon

- He’d take you out to korean bbq

- He’d take care of you by ordering and cooking for you

- Would make all your wraps for you

- Makes sure you’re well fed

- Admires you while you eat cause your chubby cheeks look so cute

- And in true kbbq fashion you absolutely have to get boba afterwards

- But since you’re so full you decide to share

- I HAVE THIS SUPER SPECIFIC SCENE IN MY HEAD

- Where he like presses his forehead against yours and tells you that you looked so pretty today

- he’d literally be so smiley the whole time cause he gets to spend time with you and take care of you today

༑ ࿐ྂ。nishimura riki

- STRAWBERRY PICKING

- And he’d bring a camera cause he thinks you look so so so pretty

- Holding a cute little basket and picking strawberries

- You’d hold hands the whole time

- He’d “inspect” all the strawberries and make sure that you’re getting the best ones

- When you get home you guys eat the strawberries together

- He’d help you bake strawberry shortcake!

- Feeds you the strawberries

- Secretly takes pictures of you throughout the whole day and makes one of them his wallpaper

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elffees · 3 years

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some little additions to the ep 5 endings for low brotherhood

oh this post is going to hurt but i’m doing it anyway. these are just some brainstorms on tweaks to the endings bc for the most part, they all come off as high brotherhood, which is fine for me tbh bc i have never played a LB route cause im Soft™️. but i’m also Curious™️ and thought up some variations that couldve been made for people that did have a LB playthrough

these are mostly tiny changes. nothing too major bc like in canon, i think morality having the highest affect on Cross vs. Surrender is fine, but it would’ve been kinda cool if the epilogues had been tweaked a little to reflect brotherhood also. so possible tweaks i thought of is basically what this post is about.

here’s some:

redemption

(sidenote: okay i said the changes were mostly little and i promise they are. this ending specifically tho just has the most significant ones i’ve made by adding in like 2 extra scenes. but that’s really it)

in this ending things are the same when they reach the road block, including daniel tearing up, until sean says “you’re my brother”. they do not exchange i love yous nor hug or touch foreheads. sean goes straight to “and i know it’s gonna be alright” while keeping an outstretched arm on daniel’s shoulder. daniel also goes straight to his “how do you know”. the car scene plays out the same from then on except without hugging. they mostly stay separately in each other’s seats.

daniel doesn’t panic and jump to his feet when the police start walking sean to the car. he stands up resigned and watches sadly but quietly. sean doesnt say anything as he gets in the car but does look back at daniel before they pull off

in the collage, there is still a picture of daniel visiting sean in prison, but they don’t hug and just speak tensely across from one another.

daniel doesn’t come on the day of sean’s release, karen is the only default. now, like lyla, daniel is a determinant. (imagine if they were all determinant and even karen didn’t come meaning sean could get out of jail with nobody in the world caring about him jesus christ) there’s a scene with sean afterwards visiting daniel’s apartment. when daniel opens the door, he’s shocked and slams a palm to his forehead, clearly having forgot sean’s release date.

there’s small polite smiles on their faces as they greet each other at the door, but sean never makes it past the front steps. their conversation is brief before daniel gestures that he actually was walking out and has to go. they say their goodbyes with a casual hug (quick back slap) before daniel hops in his car using his power and pulls off with sean watching.

sean still goes back to their first campsite but alone. it mostly plays out the same where he still cries, but with no comfort, and then drives away towards the right after taking one last look at the trail

the epilogue ends with daniel stepping out of his car and approaching faraway friends that he waves to. they’re drawn vague and out of focus to save on production costs (don’t worry dontnod i gotchu). the angle of the scene shifts so it looks like daniel is walking off towards the left

summary (1/2) -> sean took the heat in order to let daniel have a childhood in america. and he succeeds in this, but because their relationship was poor, during his incarceration their bond practically turns to dust. daniel gets a childhood, but sean loses his own and his brother in return

summary (2/2) -> sean still wants some kind of relationship with his brother, but its awkward and distant. daniel does not hate sean. he holds some semblance of polite respect for him bc in his HM!eyes sean “did the right thing” at the end of their journey. but overall, they are not that close and are more like acquaintances who just worked on a group project one time.

blood brothers

sean doesn’t say “be careful” before daniel gets out the car. just “you know what to do”

they don’t hold hands after daniel’s massacre. daniel just stares out the window while sean focuses ahead

(after the 6 years) when sean backs into the garage and daniel sees he’s being held at gunpoint, daniel doesn’t do anything at first. he doesn’t even move forward to get a better look. he simply watches the scene play out until the gang members notice he’s there, bc sean keeps glancing his way, and they begin to threaten him too. that is when he uses his powers.

sean giving daniel a pat on the shoulder? yeah in this LB version it’s now a shove. he noticed that daniel did not have his back. daniel just shrugs.

he still heads out to their patio and takes a seat. the scene is angled so that the player sees sean over daniel’s shoulder think about joining him, wanting to go smoke, with their dad’s lighter already out so we still see it. but he instead waves his hand dismissively and turns back into the shop.

daniel stares out towards the beach alone.

summary -> they gain freedom and escape to mexico, but their relationship is empty. there’s no polite respect, but there’s no outright animosity either. it’s just….. empty.

lone wolf

daniel doesn’t say the “it’s my turn to take care of us” line (omg it was so good tho). it’s now smthg along the lines of “i won’t let you stop me here after all this”

when saying the “we made it” set of lines, he’s still happy but also boastful, ready to hold it over sean that he was right

he doesn’t cry. instead of sobbing over the death of his brother, he is more shocked bc of how unexpected it is. he still calls out for sean’s name frantically, but does not get distraught afterwards. instead of leaning onto sean’s arm like he does in canon, after it sinks in that sean’s dead, he only grimaces while sitting uncertainly in his seat

the pictures stay the same

when sitting on the beach and looking over the ocean, he is not drawing in sean’s journal. he still has a small smile on his face but we also see him taking swigs of the beer can(?) here instead of later

also instead of a teardrop tattoo, he has a tattoo of 3 dots. the teardrop has several meanings, including death of a loved one or crime affiliation. but bc a lot of players interpreted it as being a tear for sean, then i think it’s preferable to just not have it in the LB version at all to avoid confusion and just have him with the 3 dots to make it clear it’s solely part of the gang/crime lifestyle

(moving on) daniel heads over to sean’s memorial and it is absolutely not as decorated as it is in canon. there is only 1 candle and no plants. the brick is still there but instead of a cross, it’s just a hastily laid single wooden plank with sean’s name scribbled down it. there’s no eye patch. the only thing of sentimental value there is their dad’s lighter.

daniel doesn’t sit, he stands looking at the memorial while drinking his beer. he realizes it’s empty tho and lazily litters the can beside sean’s memorial before turning to walk off and as he does he sees the gang.

most of their interaction plays out the same, but while daniel’s walking away instead of sparing the group, it’s clear he kills them as they are all unmoving, us seeing the dude with the gun flop to the ground over daniel’s shoulder. this change is bc personally i interpreted daniel sparing them as a sortve homage to sean’s high morality in this route. as in he’ll still do what needs to be done to survive, but will try to kill as little as possible out of respect for sean’s beliefs. so being as though daniel does not value sean as much in this LB version, he doesn’t care about that and kills them without thought.

summary -> for the most part, daniel still has the relatively content life he does in canon except, going by the now bare minimum memorial and littering, he doesn’t value sean’s memory nearly as much as he does in HB. sean’s death was ofc still a shock and smthg he still remembers, but it didn’t crush him like it does HB!daniel, and he honestly feels more annoyance than regret. in his LM!eyes, hes disappointed and thinks its a little stupid that sean wanted to switch gears at the border like that. he doesn’t hate him tho, he just sees sean as a disappointing memory.

parting ways

at the border daniel still cries, but instead of saying sorry to sean he says “i can’t do this sean. i have to go”, making it extra clear he’s not crying bc it’s the end, he’s crying bc of the damage he does not want to do.

he still says the “i hope you’ll be happy” line, but instead of being genuine it’s now full of disappointment with a twinge of bitterness

you know that quick angry facial expression he has before he’s walked off by the cops? WELL HOWDY IT DEFINITELY STAYS

the picture collage still shows him having a relatively happy upbringing with stephen, claire, and chris

when he’s on the phone at the reynolds’ and claire comes up to him, he’s still smiling and content. when he gets the letter with no sender name, his smile drops after taking the pic out and realizing who it’s from. the player doesn’t see yet tho. emphasis on 1 pic bc it’s not several like it is in canon/HB.

daniel rolls his eyes and with his power tosses the envelope & photo card (no sand btw) across the room so they land on a distant table. the camera zooms in on them and we finally see it’s of sean in mexico.

when claire comes back into the room, she halts seeing the mail and picks them up, glancing between them and daniel regretfully before sitting down

we go back to daniel and with arms crossed, he glances out at the tree in the yard for a brief moment before walking away

the scene stays focused on the tree and we still zoom out to the Wolf Brothers carving, except it has a not-recent slash cut through it

summary -> daniel gets a childhood in america and sean gets his freedom in mexico, but their relationship is destroyed. daniel doesn’t approve of sean’s final decision at all and holds little to no respect for him. sean sends the post card bc, like in redemption, he still wishes to hold some kind of relationship, but he doesnt try all that hard and doesn’t miss daniel that much to send several pics and a chunk of sand.

and so these were some of my ideas for low brotherhood endings! i tried to put them in order from most positive (minute respect) to most negative (outright disdain). i’d love to hear thoughts on this or if anyone wants to add to these, then that’s fine to! just don’t break my heart pls

#lexi plays lis2 #life is strange 2 #surprisingly my variations to the LW ending hurt the least #still messed up but my redemption & blood brothers tweaks just feel cold #and the parting ways one…. :(#lis2 #lis 2

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wychive · 4 years

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𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨

summary // you found your pile of ‘letters’ to hyunjin that contain thoughts that have never been said and decided to write to him one last time.

pairing(s) // hyunjin x gn!reader, hyunjin x oc, slight minho x reader

genre(s) // angst, letter fic

warning(s) // mentions of food, themes of being forgotten, vulgar wording, humiliation, overthinking

word count // 2.0k

author's note // happy birthday @noya-sannnn !! im sorry this was so late hhh you know how i am irl,, but i hope you enjoy this! i love you so much, jane <3 i apologize for the many grammar mistakes gn. i recommend listening to iu’s ending scene while reading this! btw y/n/n means your nickname.

[10/01/14, 3:55am]

dear jinnie,

hi there! it's y/n <3 i hope you're doing okay - i mean of course you are pfft anyways, just writing this short letter (more like paragraph) sort of as a venting mechanism? for things i cant tell you about lol im not so sure how you would call it, since you're so much better at words than i am. basically were like:

hyunjin: ow a brain freeze!

me: haha brain go brrrr

anyways haha yea <3 it's 4am so like,, ill see you at school!

signed,

your loser,

y/n/n

[15/02/14, 12:34am]

yo heartthrob!

im back with this kinda stuff haha it's been a whole? week? since ive written one of these so like yes..hi! i just wanted to say thanks, for today. you really know how to cheer me up huh? you really outdid yourself by setting up that little picnic for us. congrats on making the strawberry cake so perfectly <3 this day will always stay as a core memory in the back of my brain. you're too caring sometimes,,, istg you'll pay for this [maybe hugs?] >:)

signed,

your partner in crime,

y/n/n

[30/02/15, 01:29am]

jinnie-senpai~~

LMAO you hate me calling you that, doesn't change a thing though. hehe,, nways i hope you enjoyed your birthday present :) i got you that really cool skateboard that you wanted. i worked my ass off for that in my mother's garden so like,, you gotta thank me for that a thousand times :D nah jk, its a sincere gift, from me to you. i rarely do this for ANYONE so consider yourself lucky to have a best friend like me -3- also, seungmin is like….kinda the cutest person ever. introduce me to him pls, thank!

signed,

<your bestest friend3,

y/n

(p.s. you're kinda cute too,,,, ig,,, still stinkee tho)

[13/04/15, 9:04pm]

hey 'baby' (HAHAHA ihy for this)

i hope your day was okay! i didn't see much of you today (which was sort of a bummer but wtv) so like…. uh yea. you told me you were doing okay over text, which kinda surprised me because like?? we always video call lol this is kinda the first time,, but its okay, i trust you! (i really hope youre doing alright tho, i'll beat anyone up if they make you sad >:( ) you also called me 'sweetheart' today which was like…. omg wtf haha????????? that was so weird to me for some reason… a good kind of weird :D we haven't done those kinds of nicknames in a while so…. happy to know that they're back in session <3 i talked to the new girl today, she's really cool! like she knows the bean song on tiktok so like its a total win heh, ill introduce you to her tomorrow! you'll love her a lot

signed,

your 'lover',

y/n/n

[08/06/16, 10:23pm]

hey howl (hehe go back to that movie night we had)

this spring break sucks so much,, esp because youre not here (you still couldve brought me along :'[ ) but wtv i hope youre enjoying yourself. ive been hanging out with yeonnie lately and i found out she likes conan grey too like pls i love her sm. can we adopt her?? please???? she told me you guys have been video calling too and that makes me so happy!! you two are getting along so well aaa my precious babies </3

what if you developed a crush on her? haha…..jk unless?? (no jk dont shes all mine, stay away >:) ) anyways, i hope the three of us hang out soon. maybe go to that ice cream parlour where they serve the best cookies and cream?

signed,

your daisy,

y/n/n

[19/07/15, 01:23am]

peepee poopoo hello

heyheyhey!! (heh, haikyuu thingz) i hope youre doing okay! i mean sure you are, with everything going so well. also i feel like you're not telling me something. maybe it's just me? is it? i hope it is because you tell me everything,, we've been talking less these days but its okay! i know how busy you are, especially with your dad always bugging you,,

also, i think yeonbin likes you :0,, she keeps talking about you whenever we hang out. don't get me wrong, its not bad that she likes you but...something doesn't feel right. i feel like i'm being the third wheeler here and like ugh idk. haha laughs yea i think its just me.. im sorry, i didnt mean to do you like this,, anyways, ill see you soon + her too ofc- yall are inseparable lmao

signed,

your moonlight,

y/n/n

[23/07/15, 01:56am]

greetings, kind sir

lol more like mean sir but like aight KSKSK,, anyways,, how have you been? we haven't really talked in a while,, our convos are always so short with it being one-sided :/ i wish you were online more. yeonnie is ignoring me,, do you know why? i think you do,,, but when i asked you just said you didnt know. did i do something wrong? pls tell me..

she blocked my contact the other day and she won't even smile at me when i pass her in the hallways. its,, sad and stressful especially because she was the only one that would genuinely talk to me. i hate to say this,, but i miss you. us, hanging out like the best trio we are, yknow? but i dont think you miss me the same way. sorry, im getting out of hand. i know im just overreacting. im just gonna sleep ig,, good night! sweet dreams,,

signed,

your pink lemonade,

y/n/n

[25/07/15, 03:25am]

hi there

i heard you and her got together?? congrats, jinnie! im so proud of you,, especially because you never had even considered getting a girlfriend a few months earlier lmaO you really woo the ladies huh? anyways,, i hope you've been well since we last talked,, how many days has it been?? i would say nearly a week or so but honestly it feels like a hundred years,, considering you and i used to talk every day. but you have her now to keep you company.

keep this a secret but can you possibly tell me why it hurts when i see her? or when i mention her or even think of her?? is it because she's connected to you? but.. you're my best friend, so why? is it because i miss you? is it because im alone now? is it because you left me with a simple 'i have to go now,, bye y/n/n.'? im not sure either. im being silly, i apologize. ill figure it out sooner or later. sweet dreams, jinnie

signed,

your asswipe,

y/n

[25/07/15, 04:30am]

jinnie

it's because i love you.

signed,

your butterfly,

y/n

[??/08/??, 05:??am]

you

i miss your lame jokes. i miss your smile. i miss your laughs. i miss your funny faces. i miss the way your eyes twinkle. i miss th way you would make me happy just by doing the bare minimum. i miss the disaster you made when cooking breakfast. i miss the night when you snuck me out just to go to that pretty lantern event. i miss when you would call out my name everytime we met. i miss when we would share earbuds in train rides. dont you get it, hyunjin? i miss you.

[??/??/15, ??:??am]

asshole.

please tell me that isn't true, please. you're too kind to do these kinds of things, right? + i was your best friend,, then, why, why did you hurt me like this. i didnt do anything wrong.. you couldve just told me you didnt like me,,, why did she have to tell me? out of all people.

youre so pathetic for this,, i thought you were brave, bold - but youre just a fucking coward. i loved you, i really did. and i realised too late… im sorry. she,, i shouldn't have talked to her in the first place, right? i bet you knew she humiliated me, in front of everyone. of course you did, you were the only one that knew. you told her. fuck, i hate you so much (yet why do i long for you on a night like this?). you know how much that'll affect me and yet, there you are, laughing about it with her.

signed,

fuck off,

you know who i am.

[31/08/15, 03:41am]

ah, jinnie

please tell me this is just a nightmare. please, please. stop just reading my texts, please answer them. jinnie. i miss you so much. i dont care bout her, please just let me be in your arms. i dont care if you love me back, please just talk to me at least. tell me what i did wrong,, jinnie,, please,,, clear these tear stains on my cheek with kisses.

signed,

your fuck-up,

y/n

[15/09/15, 04:59am]

jinnie

why do i keep crying because of you? its been a few weeks since everything has happened. please, nothing has changed. i still love you the same even with all the hatred i have pent up in this stupid brain of mine. i wish i could just walk back in time, to where it all began.

when i first met you in third grade and you pushed me while playing soccer or maybe when we took those ridiculous prom pictures, remember those? i hope you still have them,, because i do too. i hope the pictures of us on your wall still hang there,, it'll remind you of the happy times. hm,, maybe you don't need them.

you already have millions of pictures with you and her,, i bet you printed some and replaced those with ours right? sly dog.

signed,

friend,

y/n/n

[04/02/16, 12:57am]

hey

i went to the park today and saw both of you being happy. it's nice to see your smile again. im sorry i didnt go up to you,, i just thought it would be awkward. when i heard that adorable laugh of yours, it made me realise that i lost something special. but it's okay isnt it? as your happiness matters more than mine.

signed,

y/n

[06/01/20, 08:00pm]

dear hyunjin,

im doing fine here. how about you? gosh,, how long has it been? years? since we last talked to each other. i havent heard from you since. i would just like to say i still think of you sometimes, when watering the plants or dancing while making pancakes. sometimes i think you're here with me too, just being the pals we were.

sometimes i'd see you out, just reading a book in the park or buying pasta sauce at the grocery store. it's nice to see you having a stable life. im not sure if you're still with her or not, but its good to know that you still have that large friend group. also! you're never gonna guess who im dating--

it's minho! do you remember him? the one that i used to hate,, uh yeah. he asked me out the other day- you may wonder how tf,,, i too do not know how tf but he gives the best hugs ever. he gave me the love i wanted from you. he stitched my heart back together after it broke,, i love him so much, jinnie..

it's snowing,, do you remember when we would skate on the frozen lake in front of your house? are your parents well? i wonder if your mother still has those earrings i bought for her birthday. i never told you this but your laugh and hers sound so similar.

i would just like to say thank you, for everything. you were a big part of my life, up until now. when we see each other after this, we would just be strangers. maybe flash a little smile or give a little wave whenever we greet each other but nothing more. some memories of us would flow in every now and then but it'll just be a short teaser. well, i'll be going now. smile for me, okay?

signed,

the one that loved you the most,

y/n.

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The Rose Prince (Pt.1)

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There were two things Roman trusted in the twisted puppet show that was his life, two things he knew werent a fabricated stage of wired and strings. His brother Remus, and his own gut.

Remus was trustworthy because he was unpredictable, everything else in the castle was a code that could be cracked, a machine that could be exploited and forced into malfunction if dealt with properly.

Remus, however, was human. You could ask him for something and maybe he would give it to you, or spit in your face, the possibilities were endless. And that's what Roman liked about it all, about the uncertainty, the changes and shifts, it meant that things wouldnt stay dull and stale and boring.

Whereas if Remus hadnt been there, all Roman would be left with was the painfully obvious whirring of cogs and gears, the blinking red lights of cameras that broadcasted the prince's every move for all the world to see, stale conversations with machines who, despite Remus' best efforts, still seemed to slip up when referring to him correctly.

This was life for the Kingdom of Roses and Ice, princes and princesses were not to be raised around other people, for fear it might corrupt them. They were to be sent to a separate castle of strings and wires, and taught there how to be the perfect stone-faced statues, the picture of grace and nobility. The perfect bride and wife, or groom and husband, and the perfect king and ruler. The process lasted until they were eighteen, where upon its end they would be married off to the husband or wife of their parents choosing, or, should they fail in the task of perfection, risk being trapped under lock and gear forever.

Roman often wondered just how many of the castle's enchanted servants were once like him, regal, special, important. He wondered what they might have done to warrant such a curse, and if he'd already done the same thing.

But he worried no more for himself than he did for Remus, Remus was uncontrollable, a wild card if there ever had been and wild cards were not tolerated in the seat of the throne room.

He wondered if there had ever been royalty who tried to keep their children in the main castle, were they sent to die here to? Perhaps forced to bare another curse? This was Roman's least favorite topic to ponder, because then he started wondering if his parents had ever tried to rebel, whether they had tried to keep their children within the true castle, safe from the curse that would befall them should they fail in the task of perfection.

"Romaaaannnnnnn," Remus' voice drawled from nearby, but Roman couldn't quite focus on it.

"Hey snot-face I'm talking to you," and then he felt a sharp tap on the back of the head.

"Ow! Remus!" Roman whirled around in his seat, holding the spot which Remus had hit.

"You're thinking again, I was getting worried," Remus said with a laugh.

"Well what did you have to go and snap me out of it for!" Roman replied angrily.

"Because when you start thinking you usually reach the topic of mom and mom and then you start crying and I really dont think crying is a good way to spend our last day in this hellhole," Remus replied, Roman gave a start and rushed to the calendar.

And sure enough, there it was, June Fourth.

Remus could have gotten out two years earlier, but, in his words 'like hell I'm going to let Roman stay here by himself, you'll have to kill me first,'. Which did in fact not make Roman feel any better, but rather much worse, who knew what an open act of rebellion might mean.

"Well I guess I better get dressed then hm?" Roman said, almost whispering, as though he dared not believe it was truly time to leave, as though he thought they might stay in the false castle forever.

But soon enough they were standing on the steps of the true palace, a grandiose structure that looked as if it were made of snow and glass and ice. Roman smoothed down the hem of his skirt and straightened his back up as best he could, his binder felt tight around his chest, he wondered whether it was nerves or something else.

"You may enter the Palace of Frozen Rose," a voice said as the doors opened, Roman felt his stomach twisting like a worm on a hook. He looked up at Remus, who merely nodded as they walked inside.

If the outside was anything to marvel at, the inside was almost twice that. Statues of all sorts lined the walls, like larger than life music box dancers. The floors glistened with light reflected from the outside, creating a variety of colors across the floor.

But Roman couldnt focus on that now, he had to keep his head forward, poised on what was in front of him, gaze never lingering elsewhere, that was what made an obedient ruler.

"Good morning, Prince Roman, and Crown Prince Remus," Roman had to hold back a sigh of relief as his mother uttered the words. They'd passed, Remus was to be a a Crown Prince, the future king, and Roman was safe, all he had to do now was marry, and he'd be happy again.

"Good morning Queen Elizabeth and Queen Belladonna," Roman and Remus said in unison, Roman's voice carrying much louder than his brother's. Roman couldve sworn he saw the hint of a smile on his mothers' faces.

Almost as soon as the introductions began, the twins were shepherded to separate parts of the castle, no doubt to prepare themselves for the men selected by their mothers'.

Moments later Roman was dressed in a white sweater that hung off his shoulders, a red hoodie wrapped around his waist, skinny jeans, and white boots. Upon his face was glittering white eyeshadow and lipstick red as blood, and just like that he felt as though he'd never left the false castle, as though he was a puppet like those that had taken care of him for eighteen years. Of course,he didnt voice this, that wouldve been a foolish decision. So he did as told, walking down the hall, smiling and waving and watching as the ballroom inched closer and closer.

Roman felt the spotlight on himself as soon as he entered the room, like a bright sun meant just to reveal himself to the world.

"The Rose Prince has arrived to the court," Roman heard someone announce, the room went quiet, Roman tried desperately to find his brother, but could see nothing. He felt himself being pulled down the stairs, all eyes were on him, burning into his skin. He heard whispers, he knew they were about him.

Roman wasnt allowed on the dance floor for more than a minute or two, immediately being taken to the throne instead. Roman watched enviously as the other guests danced and partied as he was forced to sit and stare from a gilded silver throne.

"The Crown Prince of Thorns has arrived to the court," Roman looked up, and there was his brother, dressed in robes of jade and black, looking as though he'd very much like to bite the guards escorting him to his throne.

The party carried on as though no one seemed to realize the princes weren't joining in the festivities.

And one by one the guests began to leave, until there were exactly four men standing in front of the throne. Remus was beckoned to stand, and he did so, bowing slightly when he reached his full height.

The first man stepped forward, he was short, with light brown curls of hair that had shades of blue and pink flecked throughout. He had round-framed white glasses perched on his face, and his eyes were a contrast of white that faded to a shade of pink.

"Emile Picani, Prince of Orchards," said the voice that had announced Roman and Remus' arrival. Emile gave a slight bow and looked up at Remus as if expecting him to say something scornful. Remus merely smiled, Emile waited a few seconds before rushing to stand on one side of him.

The second boy was a slight bit taller than Emile, but nowhere near the height of Remus, with light brown skin and brown hair, his eyes were a deep shade of blue that made them seem almost black in color.

"Patton Boleyn, Prince of Gems and Jewels," the voice said, Patton rushed up to stand on the other side of Remus' throne. Roman was beginning to peice together what was going on.

He watched as the third man stepped forward, taller than almost everyone else in the room, with striking yellow eyes that stood out against his dark complexion and a black hat perched on his head, his face was covered in burns, yet it didnt not take away from his features, Roman could hardly keep his eyes off him.

"Janus Ryder, Crown Prince of Serpents," Janus approached Roman's throne, removed his hat, bowed, and placed a kiss on Roman's hand before going to stand next to his throne. Roman had to struggle not to blush furiously at the gesture.

The fourth and final man was dressed in vibrant midnight blue, with specks of white scattered throughout his dress like stars, and upon his face were round black glasses.

"Logan Sanders, Prince of Stars," the voice said, Logan gave a bow, crossing his legs as he did so, and took his place next to Roman's throne.

"After tomorrow, the Prince of Roses will be escorted to the kingdom of the Crown Prince of Serpents and Prince of Stars, the Prince of Orchards and Prince of Gems and Jewels will remain within the castle alongside the Crown Prince of Thorns," Roman felt faint, he'd only been there for a day and he was expected to leave soon after? And what of Remus? Were they never to see each other again?

But he kept a blank expression on his face as he and Remus repeating their instructions, the four other princes giving various reactions, the most common of which seemed to be worry.

Soon enough their suitors were taken from the room, and Roman and Remus were alone, until finally, they were allowed to their rooms.

And Roman screamed. Never before had he felt like this, confused, upset, trapped, in all the years he'd spent in that palace-shaped prison, he'd never felt as stuck as he was now. The only solace he could find was the walls of his room, where no creature except himself could hear. So he screamed, he screamed and cried and thrashed until he felt numb and limp and sick.

One day before he was to be married off to two men he'd never so much as looked at before.

One day before he would be separated from his brother, potentially forever.

One day before he became something worse than a puppet.

One day before he became a pawn in a game he was fully aware was being played.

Prince Roman did not dream that night, not even a nightmare. He simply slept, with fear and dread sinking into his stomach.

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