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Swap into the CrystalVerse Chapter 26: Inverted

Co-written with @crystalninjaphoenix

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"That's it." Anti points at a five-story building, just like the other buildings around it. "Doesn't look like much, does it? But there it is." The hotel.

Alt looks up at the building and gulps, "...yeah- it almost looks normal." He then looks back at Anti and gestures at it. "So... how we gonna do this? You got a plan?"

Anti tilts his head, considering. "They have it warded from my eyes and blocked up all the windows. The front doors are locked but that won't be a problem for us. They do have cameras inside, though. I saw them before the wards. So they'll be able to see us. I guess we just go in, prepared for anything."

Alt purses his lips at this, crossing his arms. He then sighs and gives a small smile to Anti. "Alright- I think we can take them. I'm a lot stronger than I was last time I was here!"

"I can tell." Anti nods. "Alright. In we go, then." And he glitches through the front doors. The lobby beyond is empty of people, but there's a lingering sweet smell in the air.

Alt glitches in after Anti and then at the sweet smell- makes sure to cover his face.

Anti points at a corner where there's a small black dome. "Camera." Then he looks around. "Do you smell that? I think that's the gas. They used it recently."

"... so either Chase just got here.... or something else did."

Alt glances at the camera and glares at it. He then cocks his head and tries to send a current to turn it off.

The camera lets out a spark and dies. Anti grins. "Guess they're not warded against you." Then he becomes serious again. "Either one is bad. It means there's someone here. I... try to get as many people out as I can, but sometimes a few slip through the cracks." He pauses. "We need to get a lay of the land. Someone's bound to show up at any moment. Here." He teleports to one of the doorways leading out of the lobby. "Best stick together. Tell me if you see anything."

Alt beams at Anti, then nods to him and follows after him in a quick glitch. "Got it." Once in the hallway, Alt starts to look around- trying to see if there's a sign of anything off.

There's a pair of elevators leading upward as well as several doors. At the far end is a metal door with runes drawn in what look like charcoal around its edge.

Alt notices the runes and narrows his eyes before glitching over to get a closer look. Maybe he might recognize some of them.

Anti notices Alt heading there and follows.

Most of the runes are unfamiliar. Apparently not all rune alphabets translate through universes. The few that he does recognize are symbols of containment and suppression.

Alt figured as much but he narrows his eyes at the runes he does recognize and looks towards Anti. "...they're keeping something in here. ...Maybe this is where they'd keep Chase?"

Anti narrows his eyes as well. It's almost comical in how identical the two of them look in that moment. He reaches out and wipes at the runes. They don't smear like they should. He tries to open the door. It's locked. His body turns into pixels flies at the door--only to bounce back.

"Strong wards," he mutters. "It'll take a minute to break through." There's suddenly a knife in his hand. He slices the air and a thin purple membrane appears. There's a gash in it but it does not go all the way through. "You know anything that can help?"

"Hm..." Alt steps up to the membrane and presses his hand against it. "... I can try a counterspell- maybe I can break it? It's dark magic... and mine is light so-" He concentrates, his eyes blaring blue as he tries to send a spell to disrupt the ward.

The thin membrane of the ward glows brighter--and then abruptly hardens and shatters, falling harmlessly to the floor.

"Nice," Anti says. "Let's check it out."

Alt glitches with excitement, beaming at Anti again.

Down below, Marvin's head snaps up. "Oh. Looks like you're right, Bro. Your Anti is here." He grins. "What a shame."

Bro blinks blearily out through dizzying vision as the attacks stop. "A-Alt...?" He whispers, trying to push himself up but not having the strength.

The cat constructs back off, melting back into magic. They've left no wounds on Bro's body or clothes, but he feels the bites and scratches all over him. How long has it been? How long was he trying to protect himself? It feels like forever. "I'll see you again soon," Marvin says. He disappears in a puff of dark purple smoke.

Anti opens the door, revealing a dark corridor... and a pair of glowing purple eyes. "Hello, Anti."

Alt sees the glowing purple eyes and he yells out and immediately sends an electric attack at Marvin.

Marvin disappears in a puff of smoke and reappears behind the Antis. He throws his arm out and a gust of wind, glowing with magic, closes the door. "It's yoooouu," Marvin says, grinning at Alt. "Your brother said--"

Alt glitches back as Marvin appears behind them. He glares at him, eyes sparking like ruined wires as he mentions his brother. "You do have Chase you fucker-!"

Anti throws a knife at Marvin. It lodges into his stomach, just under his ribcage. Marvin takes a step back in surprise. "Okay. No talking then. Fine." A black violet rope leaps from Marvin's hand and flies towards Alt.

When Marvin tries to throw the rope Alt glitches out of the way by skidding on the ground then lashing out to try to grab Marvin and shock him.

Marvin's body jolts as the electricity wracks his body. He grits his teeth. Claws grow on his fingers and he swipes at Alt.

The claws catch on Alt's chest and he gasps and staggers back, clutching at his wounds. His previous stitches flare up in agony and he cries out, stumbling to his knees as he tries to heave through the pain.

"Alt!" Anti shouts. He growls and throws himself at Marvin, leaving a trail of pixels behind him. Arms wrap around Marvin and a knife plunges towards his back but a blast of violet magic knocks him to the wall. Some of it sticks to his upper arm, burning into the flesh and causing it to break into static. Anti gets up again. "Alt, go!" he shouts.

"No, stay!" Marvin throws another rope.

Alt cries out and clumsily throws himself to the side to dodge the rope- and then tries to half run/half glitch down the hall.

Marvin hisses. A violet web appears further down the hall, and then a second one appears blocking the door. When Alt tries to glitch through them they just catch the pixels.

Alt yells out as his glitching gets caught in the web and throws him back.

"Motherfucker!" Anti's form stretches into shadow and static and attacks Marvin like a wild animal. Marvin conjures a blade in each hand made of purple magic and slices at Anti's form until Anti is forced to retreat. He reforms next to one of the webs, body covered in cuts and one hand missing.

Alt watches Anti and Marvin fight with wide scared eyes.

"Alt, there's always another way out," he says. His eye flicks upwards... to the lamps in the ceiling.

Alt looks to Anti and then follows his gaze. He quickly glitches up into the lights and tries to use them to escape.

Anti slumps a bit in relief.

Marvin screams. "No! NO! He's flesh! He shouldn't DO that!" He whirls on Anti and leaps for him, grabbing his head in his hands and eyes glowing brighter.

Anti laughs and dissolves away, reforming next to Marvin. "People have tried that one on me before, turns out the patterns don't bother my mind like they do yours," he says casually.

Marvin screams again and lunges forward. Anti jumps to meet him.

Alt travels up, up, up into the building, getting spit out somewhere on the third floor.

Alt crashes to the ground as he's spit out of the lights and he coughs, curling up slightly and holding his cut up chest. Ow ow ow- god he can feel the pain of his other wounds creeping up again. Motherfucker-! He's gotta find a way to get back downstairs to Chase... but if he's not careful, Marvin is gonna kill him.

He painfully pushes himself up and leans against the wall, taking in the hallway. This is where the hotel rooms are. They all look pretty much unchanged from when this was an actual functional hotel. Most are ajar, showing the rooms inside are dark.

...if this was a hotel... then maybe he can rip up some bed sheets from one of the rooms to bandage himself up. He can't risk bleeding out here. He staggers forward to try to look around.

It's easy enough to do that. Well, the sheets are sewn into the mattress but they come free with enough desperation. But they're cheap and easy to rip.

Alt makes quick work of making strips and bandaging up his wound. Though he's upset that his shirt from Jack got clawed up... maybe Blaise knows a mending spell or something. Once sure he's all set he staggers back out into the hallway and continues looking.

Once he returns to the hallway, he notices something. All of the doors are ajar or slightly ajar... except for one, which is closed.

He pauses at the closed door, tilting his head at it. ... could this be where they're keeping Jack...? Alt looks around and then tries to see if he can open the door.

It opens easily enough. Which is strange, don't hotel rooms usually need a key? All the others do, even if they're slightly open. Inside is a regular-looking hotel suite. There's a bathroom, a small area with a microwave, mini fridge, and coffee maker, a bed, a TV, a dresser, and a desk. The desk is the thing with the most personality, set up with a computer that has a couple monitors and a green screen behind it--some sort of gamer setup. But even that seems rather... generic, in a way. Not a hint of the personality you would normally see in this type of setup. There is a man sitting in the chair at the desk.

Alt freezes as he sees the man- is that...? "...Jack?"

The man turns towards the sound of Alt’s voice. He smiles, but it doesn’t reach his clouded eyes. “Hi. No, I'm not Jack right now. Who are you?” His voice is quiet and sounds far away, with a slight American accent. “Do you want me to be Jack?”

Alt stiffens and stands up straighter, coming more into the room. He... He knows his brother's face anywhere. "Chase-'' He breathes. He knows it's not his Chase... but this world's Chase. He... he doesn't even remember him? "Oh.. oh my god- I mean no uh you don't have to be... Jack." He swallows and comes more into the room, "you- you don't remember me? I.. I'm Alt- from ... a-another universe?"

Chase stares at him. His head slowly lists to the side. It takes a worryingly long time for him to answer. "Oh. That one. Hi."

"T-That's all you have to say? Hi?" Alt emphasizes as he tries to get closer. "...holy fuck Anti wasn't kidding... t-they got you down really deep."

Alt is conflicted- This guy was part of the reason Jameson got to him last time- he convinced him to stay and let him just get his mind fucked. But... what Marvin and Jameson was doing to him just... seemed way too cruel.

He glitches in front of him and then tries to get in his line of sight. "... Chase- you gotta wake up...! Jameson and Marvin can't just... keep you here like you're livestock-! You realize this is all wrong, right??"

"...hmm?" Chase hums. "Wrong?" His expression is pretty blank, but there's a hint of confusion in it. "Marvin and Jameson are wrong? About what? Did they make a mistake?"

"Yes they made a mistake! They've fucking made you into a blank slate dude!" Alt shouts, grabbing onto his wrist. "When's the last time you were out of this room? Or got sunlight? Or even got up from this desk??"

"...I went downstairs," Chase says dully. "Are we going downstairs now?"

Alt's at a loss for words. Then, his expression darkens. "...you know- I really... really hated you for what you did. For tricking me and convincing me to stay with you and your friends when I got lost here... but even if I hate you... I can't let them keep you here like this. I'm gonna try to wake you up, okay?"

Alt was able to wake Jackie from Distorter's control with some electricity and his glitches.... maybe that could work here too. Alt goes to put a hand against the side of Chase's head- and then sends a wave of glitches and magic to try to disrupt whatever magic is keeping him under.

It's difficult. By god, it's difficult. It's like slicing through layers and layers of cloth. What the fuck? How did this happen? It's probably some of the most intense hypnotism Alt has ever encountered.

Chase gasps and jerks his head to the side. "Wh-wh-what the hell?" He leans over, resting his head in his hands, and groans. "That... hurt. That... d-don't do that. You're not... supposed to... Ugh." He looks at Alt again. "Weren't you... Anti? You were... you..." He's struggling. "We... And there was..."

Alt jerks back, panting and dripping sweat, quickly wiping at his face. He then holds up his hands and looks apologetically at Chase, "Sorry i-I didn't know how else to weaken their control.... are you okay? And um... you can call me Alt- less confusing that way..."

"No, I... yeah, Alt. The other..." Chase shakes his head. "You... wait, you're not... supposed to be here. Why are you here? Where are... where are... them? Th-the other... others?"

"It's... a long story." Alt sighs and as Chase asks where the others are, Alt can't hide his pained look. "...luckily most of them are home... except my brother... the other you." Alt gently grabs both of Chase's shoulders and looks him in the eyes, "Chase... I don't know how much you remember- but you need to get out of here!"

"What? No, I... I'm supposed to stay here..." Chase says. "I'm... I'm busy. Did you... get permission?"

Alt shakes Chase with a sudden growl, "No! Jesus man, Snap out of it! You can't stay here- Jameson and Marvin are using you! You're not even you right now!"

"No, I'm me. I'm not Jack right now." Chase pauses. "I... where is Jack...? Where's... Jackie? I haven't... seen either of them... in a while."

"...i dunno where Jack is-" Alt admits. "But I... I can try to find him too- and Jackie he's.... He's safe. M-Maybe I can take you to him! Cuz you can't stay here dude... whatever those bastards are doing to you is fucked up!"

"...okay," Chase says quietly. "I want to see Jackie. I'm... worried about him." He braces a hand against the chair and pushes himself upright. He stumbles, almost falling forward onto the desk before catching himself with his hands. "Why... Why am I jelly...? Wobbly. That's... What time is it?" There are no clocks in the room. Even the spot where the time would be on a desktop computer is covered up with a sticky note.

Alt stumbles and tries to help Chase right himself. "...they've fucked with like... every part of you dude... I-I gotta get you out of here..." He mumbles to himself, then addresses Chase. "Uh- it's late I think... night time-" He tries to think- maybe he can glitch Chase out of the building... but where could they go? Trying to glitch all the way to Red's End would completely wipe him out again! Plus leave Bro and Anti in even more shit... He bites on his lip trying to think of any plan at all.

"Night time...? Did I just... sit there all day?" Chase mumbles. "No, I... I got up for the bathroom, I... Other than that, though... Wait, did I eat anything?" The cloudiness in his eyes is lessening a bit. "I... Anti, Alt, I think... I think someone's supposed to be coming soon. I think... I think they have to bring food..."

Alt curses and looks around some more. "Fuck okay uh- shit. Then, I'll just- w-wait until they come by and I'll hide and then we can take you somewhere else! That way they won't be suspicious-" He quickly looks around the room- is there a camera anywhere? Maybe he could hide in that-

There is indeed a camera in there, up in the corner. It has a good view of most of the room. "...okay." Chase nods slowly. "Okay. I'll... just..." He staggers over to the bed and lies down.

Alt swallows shakily and then looks back at the camera before glitching into it.

It's not as easy as glitching into the lights. A few purple runes swim in Alt's vision, but he pushes through the wards they had set up. Time to wait.

Back downstairs, Marvin and Anti have taken the fight to the lobby. Marvin throws a blast of black magic, which ricochets around the room. Anti dissolves into pixels, letting the blast go through him every time it gets close. He glitches behind Marvin and tries for another stab but Marvin moves and Anti's knife only slices down his back. Neither of them are exchanging words. Just magic and blows. Anti hopes that Alt can handle himself. He'll probably be keeping Marvin busy for a while. In the chaos of their fight, neither one of them notices the newly-broken window in the lobby. That wasn't caused by them...

Magnificent wakes up slowly as the drugs wear off. When he regains consciousness, he notices that he's been strapped to a bed--the sort usually found in hospitals. And the restraints have runes drawn on them. This appears to be in some sort of homemade operating room, as evident by the tools hanging on the walls--and the man in the bloodstained lab coat. "Hallo," Schneep grins, waving.

Magnificent blinks open his eyes and tries to move his arms- only to find them trapped. He thrashes against them like a trapped animal, hissing and trying to claw against the table. He bares sharp teeth at Schneep and writhes some more. "Release me this instant! Or I'll fry what little brains you have left!"

Schneep giggles. "But you cannot do anything! These are special ones, they make sure you cannot use the magic."

There's a crash from somewhere else in the building. Schneep turns towards it and frowns. "I hope Marvin does not break anything too expensive with... whatever he is doing. Maybe he is throwing a tantrum. I tried calling him to tell him but he has not answered his phone so he has to be busy." He looks back at Mag and shrugs. "Ah, well. Why are your eyes so different? It looks like one is blind, is that true or is it simply because of magic?"

Magnificent growls more and fights against the restraints. They really did suppress his magic... There has to be a way out of this...! "If you're so smart, figure it out yourself-!" The mad magician snarls.

Schneep blinks. He grins. "People do not say that often in this situation. Oh, I think I will! Hmm... I think obviously the strange coloring is magic, but you have all these scars, so those must have caused the difference in that eye. You must have difficulty seeing with it, if you can at all. I will probably have to give you to Marvin soon, but I can try to fix that for you first. I have some spares in our freezer."

This causes Magnificent's stomach to drop. He hisses ferally and pulls at his restraints. "Do not! Don't fucking touch me! I can see just fine!"

"Alright, alright if you insist." Schneep rolls his eyes. "Some people—"

There are footsteps out in the hallway. "Oh, maybe that is Marvin." Schneep turns and walks to the room's door, throwing it open. "Mar—WHAT THE F—"

A man pushes into the room, pressing a hand against Schneep's mouth. Magnificent doesn't recognize him. He's tall, with dark hair and a swirling tattoo on his neck, and—isn't that interesting. One of his hands is made of wood. And... he has a magical signature.

"What the fuck, Frederick?!" Another man whisper-shouts from the doorway. Now, that one Magnificent recognizes, though it takes a second to see through the scars.

Schneep cries out. He pushes the stranger's hand away. "Jackie?! What are you doing—"

"Nope. Ain chyin." The stranger's eyes turn green for a moment as he grabs Schneep by the shoulders. An emerald green mist settles in front of Schneep's mouth, silencing what he was going to shout. He tries to wave it away but it regenerates instantly.

Magnificent stops his struggling as the new man and Jackie pop into the room. He eyes the magician hungrily- eager to get some magic back. He's very very interesting... He tries to fight through the restraints again- something's gotta give!

This draws Jackie's attention. His eye widens. "Holy shit..."

The stranger—Frederick—follows Jackie's gaze. "Uh... hello." He pauses. Then goes a bit pale. "Holy shit, that black magic—if there wasn't a Void in here he'd be a beacon."

"Yeah." Jackie nods. "That's... the guy I told you about. He came with the guys from the other universe."

Schneep is trying to shout something. Then he gives up, frustrated, and starts walking for Jackie.

Jackie flinches and takes a few steps back, holding his staff in front of him protectively. Schneep stops, looking confused.

Magnificent glares at the two and pulls on his straps as he bites out. “Yes hi hello- can you imbeciles stop gawking and get me out of these?”

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Jackie hisses. "You're the fucker who fucking hypnotized me almost a fucking year ago! Fuck you!"

"Jackie," Frederick says, sounding tired.

"No, you don't get this, he's not—"

"Jackie."

Magnificent laughs at Jackie’s distress, grinning at him. “oh yes! You were such a good little puppet, Jackieboy~! Keep me tied here and I’ll find a way to destroy that mind of yours for good.” He growls.

Jackie glares at Magnificent.

"He has to go back to his own universe," Frederick says."Can't really do that right now."

"We can come back for him."

"When you just about had a panic attack on the way here? Don't do that to yourself." Frederick walks over to Magnificent and starts undoing the straps.

"...be careful, at least," Jackie grumbles.

"I'm not an idiot, Jackieboy."

But Mag’s threat doesn’t need to be used on Jackie at least as the magician comes to release him. Perfect… As soon as Mag can feel his magic again he lashes out at Fredrick and tries to drain some of his magic.

Frederick shouts in surprise. Jackie instantly runs forward, pushing past the still-confused Schneep and grabbing Frederick. His urgency, while appreciated, is not as needed as he thinks. As soon as Mag starts to drain Frederick he realizes something is wrong. This magic--it's light. Bright light to contrast his darkness. Unusable to him... and worse.

Magnificent releases Fredrick with a hiss, recoiling back like touching him burned him. And it is burning him- fucking light magic! It fizzles and bubbles in his core, eating at the blackness in a painful burst. He curls up and curses to himself in Gaelic.

Jackie laughs. "That's what you fucking get, oh my god."

Frederick flexes his hand--the flesh one, where Magnificent grabbed him. "Did he just try to... steal my magic? What the fuck?" He looks at Magnificent in horror. Maybe it's different in other universes, but here, that is some seriously dark shit.

"Yeah, he did that with Marvin the first time. Worked then."

"Hmm. Guess we're incompatible." Frederick's eyes glow green again. "And now that I know that, I can keep a very close eye on him. Look, Mr... I didn't catch your name but I probably wouldn't use it anyway. We are here to get out any victims, especially you guys from this other world. But we're not going to take any chances, because the last time I was here, this happened." He opens and closes his wooden hand. "So if you cause trouble, I will leave you behind. Understand?"

Jackie stares at Frederick in surprise. Is his face getting red?

Magnificent grits his teeth at the two, glaring at them with burning eyes. But… They have a point. He does need to get out of here- being put on this table was enough to make him realize these guys weren’t gonna fuck around this time. He pushes himself up and even though he had a murderous expression he nods to Fredrick. “Fine.”

Schneep's eyes widen. He tries to shout something more, running forward, but Frederick holds out a hand and pushes him back. He stumbles, then looks at Jackie, lunging forward and grabbing him by the hoodie, saying something frantically. Jackie goes white, and Frederick quickly goes over there to push Schneep back.

"Can we... take him too?" Jackie whispers. "Try to... fix it?"

Frederick looks at him with a pained expression. "We'll try. He doesn't want to go." Indeed, Schneep is protesting this right now. Frederick grabs him by the arm and starts pulling him towards the door. "Hurry."

Magnificent narrows his eyes at Schneep. He can feel an influence over him- Jackson’s. If he was gonna get in their way- then Mag couldn’t really let that influence stay. He teleports behind Schneep and then grabs his head, pushing in his own magic to try to disrupt Jameson’s. But… only disrupt. So he won’t slow the rest of them down.

"Holy fuck!" Jackie immediately hits Mag on the head with his staff. "What the fuck?! This is not a fucking opportunity!"

That bonk interrupts Mag's spell, not allowing it to sink in deep--which it would need to for it to work. This isn't a particularly strong spell but it blends in well with the rest of Schneep's mind.

Magnificent shouts out and backs up, rubbing at his head. “You idiot! I was trying to disrupt Jackson’s spell!”

"Well maybe say that? Before you do it? Idiot?"

“Ah yes! Let me announce my plan out loud to the person I’m trying to throw off guard! Brilliant idea!” Mag bites out sarcastically.

"Jackie, please do not call the practically-a-Void-magician an idiot," Frederick mutters. Schneep has been momentarily dazed by Mag's attempt, but he's starting to recover.

Seeing Schneep recover has Mag gritting his teeth as he lashes out and tries to send a shock through him to knock him out.

Schneep stiffens, eyes going wide, and topples over. Jackie instinctively runs over and catches him.

"What the--?" Jackie gasps. "Fuck! You could've at least said you were going to do something."

Schneep isn't quite out, but he's definitely not moving.

"Okay. Okay." Jackie swallows a lump in his throat. "I-it's going to be okay, Schneep. You might not--might not think it right now, but it is."

Frederick sighs. He pops his head out the door to get a look at what's happening. Marvin and Anti have returned to fighting in the hallway, but neither of them are concerned with seeing the operating room door open slightly. As Frederick watches, Marvin throws a blast of dark purple magic towards Anti, who smiles, and waits until the last moment to glitch out of the way--letting Marvin's attack hit the not-warded-anymore door at the end of the hallway. The metal immediately gets eaten away. Anti gives Marvin a little salute and disappears through the open doorway. Marvin screeches and runs after him.

"Okay, we have an opening," Frederick says. "We can probably run out to the car, drop off your friend, and then get back in before the Void notices."

"Him?" Jackie asks, jerking his head to Mag.

"Yeah, not letting him out of my sight. He comes back in with us."

Magnificent shakes off his hand and rubs his wrist once he’s done, staring down coldly at Schneep. As the other two talk about him he bristles and bares his teeth. “I don’t need to be babysat!”

"Think of this more like police custody," Frederick says. "Now let's go."

Upstairs, back in the room Chase has been kept in, Alt sees the door open. It's been a couple minutes since he went to hide. It was starting to get to the point where he was worried nothing would happen. But it did. Jameson walks into the room, holding a plate of one of those ready-meals that you just need to throw in the oven to make. He notices Chase lying on the bed and walks over, putting the plate down on the night stand. After Jameson stares at him for a moment, Chase mumbles, "I'm tired..." Clearly responding to some telepathic question.

Hatred flares red and hot in Alt’s nerves as he sees Jameson come in. In a jolt of electricity, Alt glitches out of the camera and tries to tackle Jameson to the ground.

Jameson doesn't see it coming for a moment--and even if he did, he's not exactly physically capable. He gasps as he goes down. Chase sits up, faintly alarmed as if he feels like he should be doing something.

{Anti!} Jameson says, then narrows his eyes. {No. Not Anti. You were in the cameras. How did you get past the eye ward?}

Alt bares his teeth in feral rage, magic sparking around him in green blue hues. He chuckles darkly, his eyes glowing green as he grins. “I’m a lot stronger than I used to be, bitch. Here lemme show you!” He tries to shock him.

Jameson kicks Alt off him and scrambles backwards before Alt can attack him. {How funny. I got stronger too.} He pulls out his watch. {You don't even have to look now.} And he slams his will against Alt's.

Alt glitches away and seems to freeze for a second before he closes his eyes and thinks a bunch of nonsense thoughts- mainly colors to try to push back Jameson’s attack. Then he snarls. “Nice try!” He steps closer, magic sparking around him without him controlling it, reacting to his rage. “What you’re doing to Jack and Chase is fucking sick! Even for a sick bastard like you! I’m not gonna let you get away with this!” He tries to throw a whip of Magic at Jameson again.

Jameson scrambles to his feet and dodges. {Maybe,} he says. {Things could be worse. You should have heard what Marvin was doing to Jackie.}

“I don’t need to! I saw it! You’re both fucking sick!” Alt roars.

Jameson glances at Chase, and projects something just for him to hear. {Aren't you going to help?} Chase shudders. Then he stands up and tries to tackle Alt.

Alt is about ready to send another blast out when Chase tries to tackle him. He glitches out of the way and then glares at Jameson. “Leave him out of this! This is between you and me!” Alt makes a knife out of his magic and then rushes at Jameson.

Jameson sidesteps him. Now that was something he could do. {Well. There's no convincing you, then.} And he tries again, this time slinking towards Alt's mind more subtly.

Alt swipes his knife out to try to stab at him again- only to feel that foreign sensation he dreaded. He stumbles and pushes a hand against his head and shuts his eyes, focusing on pushing it back. “N-No! Fuck you!” He tries to throw the knife at Jameson.

This time, Jameson is too slow. The knife buries itself in Jameson's stomach. He goes pale and staggers backwards, looking down at it in shock. He really expected... {Stronger in more ways than one, I see.}

Alt looks at Jameson with murder in his eyes as he looms over him. The air feels electric like lightning is about to strike. He bares his teeth and then uses Jameson’s weakness to push him down, stepping on his stomach next to the wound and pushing the knife in more.

“You have no idea the hell I’ve fucking been through.” He twists the knife and leans in close, eyes electric. “What fuckers like you have put me through- and I’m fucking s̴i̶c̵k̵ ̶o̷f̵ ̶i̵t̸!̸ ̸”

Jameson's eyes go wide and his face drains of color. The benefit of not having a voice--he can't cry out or whimper. He can't show that sign of weakness as the knife gets driven deeper--But he does visibly react with the twist, back arching as he clutches at the wound. Come on, come on, there has to be some way out of this before Alt thinks to find the way to kill him. He scrambles at Alt's recent memories--easy enough since they're on his mind--and finds something. He grits his teeth and stares at Alt. {Oh... I honestly doubted for a while that you could be like Anti... but I suppose not. I suppose you're just like him. And all of them.}

Alt’s face immediately goes pale and he lets go of the knife and stumbles back, staring at Jameson with wide eyes. He stares down at his hands like he can’t believe they’re his and he trembles slightly. “N…No!” He breathes, his terror overtaking his logic.

Jameson sits up, panting heavily. He has to push this a little more--maybe he can get into Alt's mind this way. {No? You just stabbed a man. Self-defense, sure, but twisting the knife? You have a cruel streak I didn't know about.}

“S-Shut up!” Alt shouts, trembling backwards, “Y-You… you deserve it! You-!” He shudders and grips at his head. “Shut up shut up! I’m not like them I’m not—!”

{If you were so sure, would my saying that be bothering you right now?} Jameson prompts. {You've seen it yourself. So many Antis out there, all so awful. How are you any better?}

Alt feels tears in his eyes as he tugs on his hair. “I-I…! I help people- I’m t-trying to be better! I don’t- I don’t want to hurt-!” He cuts himself off, starting to breathe a bit more panicked. “I…I’m not- I’m not like…!”

{And yet it seems like you still do hurt them.} Jameson slowly shifts position, cautious of the knife still embedded in his stomach. While Alt is distracted with his emotional breakdown, he starts sinking into the cracks of his mental defense...

“I didn’t mean to…! I didn’t-!” Alt protests- but he sees it. The times he’s hurt- putting dapper Marvin under hypnosis, becoming that thing and stabbing Mag, holding Chase down while trying to stab his suicide wound! Attacking the hero thems- hurting the fantasy guys… being compared to the anti in the last world-! the good things he did feel like they pale in comparison to the hurt he causes. Like being Impulse- all he ever does is hurt his friends- the people he cares about…! He chokes on a sob, holding his head tight.

"Alt?" Chase is standing where Alt left him after he tried to tackle him. There is struggle and distress visible on his face, tied together with confusion. "Alt, what's... what's happening?" His voice is quiet. And scared. Like a child asking for their parents.

Chase’s voice gets through. Alt looks up and sees his distress and he glitches in place. “C-Chase- Chase you… you need to get out of here! Now!” He tries to plead.

"...Wh... why..." Chase asks, staring at Alt. "What's... I-I can't... Can you... come with me?"

Jameson's attention snaps to Chase. No, that took days to do, he can't lose that! {Calm down, Chase,} he says soothingly. {Everything is okay. Go to sleep.}

"I don't... want..." Chase blinks slowly, sleepily. He shakes his head. "I-I don't want to..." He looks at Alt again. "Can... can you come with me?"

Alt’s eyes widen and then narrow in determination. He promised he was gonna get Chase out of here… that’s how he’s different. “Yeah, c’mon!” He glitches over to Chase and grabs his hand. He then sticks his middle finger at Jameson before glitching both of them out of sight.

Jameson lunges forward, pushing past the pain, reaching for Alt and Chase with his hand and his mind--but it's too late, Alt is too fast. His expression darkens and his hands curl into fists. If he could shout, the room would be filled with all kinds of profanity. But he has to settle for punching the floor.

Anti runs down the stairs, hearing Marvin behind him. Come on, come on! He just has to get there fast enough! If Alt's brother wasn't here-- But he is. "Hey!" Anti shouts.

Bro blinks from his delirious nap and squints at the approaching figure coming his way. “A..alt…?” He croaks. He tries to reach out a hand but he just shudders and curls up again, his head pounding.

Oh gods. He looks terrible. Not so much physically, but he's clearly in pain. There's no time to deal with his confusion. "Yeah, it's Anti," he says, crouching by Bro and pulling off his eye-patch. "This is going to sound weird, but I need you to close your eyes."

Bro blinks up at him and then he slumps to the ground and nods, “Okay… trust you-“ He mumbles as he closes his eyes.

"Great." Anti's eyes darken--literally, scleras turning black and leaving just white pinpricks in the center. He grabs Bro as gently but quickly as he can. Behind him, Marvin screams and throws a fistful of magic-- And then Anti and Bro are gone, shackles hanging loose.

Jackie and Frederick reenter the lobby, climbing in through the broken window. "C'mon, cat man," Frederick says, glancing back at Magnificent with glowing green eyes. He had a spell prepared to grab him if he tried to run.

He doesn’t need to though- even if Magnificent doesn’t look happy. He teleports into the lobby behind them, crossing his arms.

“Come on, we can check the upstairs,” Frederick says.

The group heads over to the stairwell. They get up to the second floor landing when— Alt glitches in out of nowhere, Chase with him. A bit off target, but hey, they’re away from Jameson.

“Whoa!” Jackie whirls around, staff raised, but stops himself. “Oh it’s you. We were going to find—” Then he stops, eyes going wide. “…Chase?” he whispers.

Alt staggers and pants, holding Chase up. He stiffens at the sound of the others and holds a hand out to charge up some magic- but he relaxes slightly. “J-Jackie!”

Magnificent slinks back, watching.

Chase is more than a little confused by what just happened. He looks at Jackie when he says his name. “…Who are you?”

Jackie flinches. “Chase, it’s… it’s me, it’s Jackie. I-I know I look a bit different, but it’s me.”

“…oh.” Chase looks at him again, taking everything in with concern. “What… what happened?”

“…A lot, but this isn’t the time. Alt, do you know if there’s anyone upstairs? On the other floors?”

Alt watches the two of them with a heavy heart. “Uh- we just escaped Jameson, upstairs. That’s all I know…. Anti was fighting Marvin last I checked- they have- they have Bro in one of the rooms.”

At that very moment there’s a loud crash and a furious scream downstairs. “Okay, back down we go, then, cause that sounds fucking bad!” Jackie says, exasperated. “Came up here for no reason!”

“This isn’t the time to complain, Jackie!” Frederick shouts, going back down the stairs.

Alt helps Chase to rest his arm over his shoulder before following after the others. Magnificent regrettably follows even though he rolls his eyes.

Back downstairs, Anti is clutching Bro to his chest, protecting him as Marvin throws magic around the lobby. The furniture has been wrecked and part of Anti's torso and back are glitching and dripping with purple magic. Anti glares--his eye-patch is missing, something only Magnificent has seen before-- and throws another knife at Marvin. Halfway across the lobby it splits into three knives, one hitting Marvin as he dodges out of the way. The lights are flickering red.

Alt glitches down with Chase and seeing Anti with Bro has him freezing for just a second- before he gives Chase to Jackie. “I’m gonna go help!”

He’s injured but he’s not out yet! He glitches into the battle and glitches around Marvin in a confusing pattern to throw him off guard- then from the side, he tosses out a sound blast, trying to throw him off his feet by the sound waves and noise. It sounds like an electric guitar riff.

Marvin takes a step backwards, shocked by the sudden glitching. "What the f--AUGH!" He covers his ears. The sound is annoying but it doesn't actually hurt him. He turns and glares at Alt. "Ohhh you want to play like that?" His hands light up with violet light. He slams them downward, causing a shockwave intending to knock people off their feet.

Anti grabs onto Bro and jumps--jumps INTO the air, hovering over the shockwave until it's gone. Jackie grabs onto the nearest sofa, keeping himself and Chase upright. Frederick tries to conjure up a shield but he's not fast enough, and he gets knocked to the ground.

Alt gets sent flying off his feet and skidding across the room, his head thunking hard against one of the walls and making his vision spin. Magnificent easily dodges but he slinks into the shadows- not wanting to draw the void’s anger.

Marvin laughs when he sees Alt hit his head. "Wellll, so good to seeee you. And your all your friends. Hello, Jackie. I never expected to see you and your savior again." Jackie is standing there frozen, an expression of sheer terror on his face.

Frederick gets to his feet and immediately steps in front of him and Chase, tendrils of green magic flickering around his fingers. "Leave them alone," he says. "We outnumber you."

"Do you think that'll make a difference?" Marvin asks. He makes a swirling gesture with one hand. Four purple orbs, crackling with black energy, appear around his gesture. He points forward and each one flies for one of the separate groups--Alt, Anti and Bro, Mag, and Jackie, Frederick, and Chase.

Alt shouts out and throws his hands out in front of him and summons a quick electric shield. He then growls and cracks his hand against the shield, breaking into sparking shards like glass to fly at Marvin.

Mag ducks the blast and bares his teeth at Marvin before laughing, “Your hubris will be your downfall, Marvin~” He taunts.

Marvin conjures up a black-violet shield. The electricity sticks into it and gets dissolved. But before Marvin can attack Alt back, his head snaps over to Magnificent. He bares his teeth. "And yours won't?" he says. And in a puff of dark smoke he teleports over to Mag and lunges for him, growing claws and fangs.

Magnificent screeches as he’s tackled to the ground and then he tries to grab both of Marvin’s wrists, giggling as he tries to drain the corrupted magician. “We’ll just have to see, won’t we?” He laughs.

Magnificent finds something out that day. Void magic is not just black magic, which he would've been able to drain and absorb well enough. It is the difference between a winter day and the Antarctic. One can be handled well enough but the other is on a whole different level. Void magic burns.

Meanwhile, Marvin's previous attacks fly at Anti and Jackie. Anti grabs a knife and slices the magic in half, keeping Bro safe.

And Frederick jumps in front of Jackie, who is still standing there frozen, and quickly weaves together a magic shield. It's not strong enough, breaking immediately under the attack and knocking him down again.

"Frederick!" Jackie gasps.

"I-I'm fine," Frederick breathes, part of his shirt burning with violet magic. "You get out of here. Get Chase out of here!"

Jackie hesitates, then runs, pulling Chase towards the broken window they used to get in.

Anti watches Jackie run and climb out of the window, taking Chase with him. He looks at Bro. "We got to get you out of here," he mutters, heading for the window, too, and taking Bro with him.

Bro doesn’t protest- too out of it to really realize what’s going on.

Alt pushes himself up on wavering legs, his wounds starting to hurt even more. He blinks spots out of his eyes and tries to take stock of everything. Bro blinks heavily, trying to understand what’s happening. He feels like he needs to help but- his body hurts so much it’s hard to stand.

While Marvin is preoccupied with Magnificent, Frederick gets to his feet. He notices Alt's condition and runs over. "Hi. I know we don't know each other, but--" And he gently touches Alt's shoulder. Green magic sprouts from the point of contact, and Alt feels the pain reduce as his wounds partially heal.

Alt blinks blearily up at Fredrick. He flinches as he touches him then blinks in surprise, looking down at himself to feel some of his strength returning. He grins up at Fredrick and laughs, “T-Thanks! You’re the guy that helped Jackie, right? Who’s he living with?”

"Yep." Frederick nods. "Frederick Chiu, And you're Alt, nice to meet you."

Alt grins, “Alt Brody! Nice to meet-“

Magnificent screams out as the void magic burns him and tries to throw Marvin away from him, clawing at his veins to try to get it out- get it out!!

When Magnificent screams, Fredrick’s head whips over to him. "God damn it. We gotta stop that." He doesn't sound too enthusiastic about it, but he conjures up a length of green magic and snaps it over to Marvin.

He glitches in surprise and then sighs, “Fucking Mag-!” He growls and he glitches to catch up to Fredrick.

"Yes, we'll just have to SEE, won't we?!" Marvin laughs, adjusting his grip so his claws dig into Mag's in turn.

Mag screams more and tries to kick Marvin off of him, trying to put a blast of magic into the attack. His eyes turn black.

Burning purple magid drips from his eyes onto Magnificent's face--and then the green magic wraps around his torso and pulls him off. His attention whips back around. He hisses. "Why didn't you die the last time you were here?!" He shouts, and throws a splash of magic towards Frederick and Alt.

As Alt sees the magic coming he tries to shout and throw out a shield but the magic dissolves and splashes onto both of them. Alt staggers back, biting down a scream and trying to stay standing.

Anti reaches the window, dragging Bro with him. "Hate to do this to you," he says to Jackie on the other side, "but here." He pushes Bro towards him. Jackie looks a bit harried--having to take care of two Chases that are out of it is a lot after he'd just seen his torturer again--but he takes Bro anyway.

Bro blinks deliriously and tries to right himself so Jackie won’t fall over carrying them both. Bro grins at him and mutters. “Sorry… head’s’llfuzzy-“

Outside, Jackie nods. "That's fine. Come on, we have a car nearby." He starts hurrying in that direction, going as fast as he can. Luckily, Chase is able to walk on his own, if a bit slowly, so Jackie can focus on supporting Bro while holding onto Chase's hand and pulling him along.

Bro tries his best to hobble along, gritting his teeth and trying to keep his eyes open.

Frederick gasps, clutching his shoulder where the magic splashes. But even so, he instinctively steps in front of Alt. "Hard to keep me down," he comments, eyes glowing. He whispers something under his breath and green magic vines erupt out of the ground, wrapping around Marvin, who hisses in anger.

"That's not going to last long," he says to Alt. "We have to go!" Indeed, Marvin is already burning his way through the vines. "Get your guy!"

"I got him." Anti glitches over next to Mag and grabs him, pulling him to his feet. "Don't think I've forgotten about what I said,'' he mutters just loud enough for only Mag to hear. "You're lucky I wouldn't wish a Void on anyone."

Mag is yanked up and he bares his teeth at Anti but he’s in too much pain to really protest or fight.

Alt gets his bearings and then tries to send out a bubble of magic to trap Marvin in, yelling to Fredrick- “I can glitch so! Get out of here! I’ll hold him back!”

Marvin screams out as he breaks out of the vines just for Alt's bubble to trap him again. He slams his hands against the walls, black violet magic hissing against them. It won't last long.

"Okay!" Frederick nods and runs for the window, meeting Anti halfway and helping him pull Mag along. Anti's eyes flash green and the wall under the window suddenly disappears, like it was deleted. They all run out onto the street. "Whoa!" Jackie jumps in surprise. "That was fa--"

"Go go go go!" Anti shouts. Frederick's car is parked on the other side of the street. Frederick reaches it first and opens up the door--and then pauses. "What the--broken?!" The window in one of the back doors is smashed, glass scattered on the ground. "Wh-where's Schneep?" Jackie asks.

"No fucking time, get in!" Anti shouts.

Alt holds both his hands out to make the bubble shrink in on Marvin as much as possible. Then he turns and runs, hurrying to glitch back to the others.

Marvin screams louder and keeps trying to break down the bubble.

Alt appears next to the car, skidding frantically. "I-Is everyone okay?!"

Frederick jumps. "Oh fuck! Oh, you don't have the--god, you scared me. Yes, we're fine enough, get in!"

"Gonna be crowded," Jackie mutters, opening the back door and pushing Chase and Bro in.

"I can meet you guys at the house, don't worry about me," Anti says.

Alt nods, "I can follow behind too- just- get going before he breaks out!" Alt winces as he feels his magic getting broken. "H-Hurry!"

"Okay." Frederick nods. "You." He points at Mag. "Passenger seat. Jackie, keep an eye on the Chases."

"Got it." Jackie gets into the back with the two of them.

Magnificent growls but doesn't protest as he gets in the car- the void's magic still burning like crazy in his veins.

Bro looks out at Alt with blurry vision but Alt just smiles reassuringly at him and waves. "I'll see you soon, okay?" He mouths. This seems to make Bro relax some as he slumps in the seat.

Frederick gets in the driver's seat last, starting the car. "See you soon," he says to Alt and Anti. Then he peels away from the curb and drives off as fast as he can. Anti looks at Alt.

"We have to go. Now. The Void can teleport, once he thinks to try that he'll be after us any moment." Alt can feel his magic breaking beneath Marvin's magic.

Alt winces again and quickly nods to Anti, "O-Okay, let's go!" He starts to glitch after the car.

Anti follows. The two of them are fast. By the time Marvin breaks through Alt's magic and runs out into the street, they're gone. He screams again, full of rage, and starts looking. But he's probably not going to find them.

#SITCV inverted #swap into the crystalverse #alt anti #swap magnificent #bro fantastic #THE SCENE WITH JAMESON AND ALT IS MY FAV ARGHHH #it shows how much stronger he's getting #but also all his fears after seeing so many evil hims ;A;#and just- ugh the action here is great #AND FREDRICK IS HEREEE YEAHHH I LOVE FREDRICKKK #only 2 more chapters after this!!

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sevenines · 27 days

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i wish steven universe went more into the watermelon stevens (said no one ever, but hear me out!) i wish they went more into how steven made a whole society and abandoned them, just like the diamonds do, just like rose did. and how it demonstrates that having such immense powers very easily leads to a disregard for life.

#steven universe #revisiting them in future would’ve been perfect! this is like #the most diamond thing he’s ever done #(though technically they did it with cactus steven but the watermelons are a whole group!!)#and now he’s left them behind and they absolutely idolize him #there’s so much wrapped up in the watermelon stevens you can go on forever #i wish more people would see escapism for the great episode it is because of this!!#but they are vessels for an infinite amount of topics #in escapism it’s how arguing about methodology (pacifism? violence?) truly does not matter to steven at this point #he’s about to face WHITE DIAMOND and he /could/ debate over whether he should ‘kill her’ or not (ugh)#but what matters most is getting the job done #and in change your mind’s case that was achieved through… changing your mind!#i also love the idea that the watermelon stevens tell the story of gemkind as a whole #steven banishes them to their own business and gives them one parting message #one goal to achieve #(to understand baby melon’s actions)#what if that’s what happened to the gems? they were made once but then abandoned with only one goal implanted in their minds #to carry out forever and ever?#(make more gems)#ohhh gems-as-robots framing how i love you so much #also just to toss that in here it’s fun to think abt the watermelons as an invasive species (which is steven’s va zach’s interpretation)#just like how the gems are invasive to earth!

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artfulacrostic · 10 months

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y'all ever just have like. insane anxiety, and you're irritated about the thing that's causing it, and that makes u more anxious? bc i'm like fully aware that i'm having it bc of my anxiety disorder. but i'm still going in a circle here gdi 😑

#r speaks #ughhhh fr i m not thriving rn.#i looked at comments and bookmarks for one of the fics im most proud of for the first time in. a long tome #and there were SO many remarks along the lines of the fact that the story was really good/they loved it/etc BUT that the ending was #EXTREMELY anticlimactic in a very frustrating way and did not wrap it up with the amnt of falling action that i think they expected #however i acknowledged that literally in the ending. that it was anticlimactic. bc it was smth that really impacted the POV character's life #in a significant and horrible way! but despite that as soon as he was able to receive help it could be resolved shockingly quickly #and yeah it didn't deal with the emotional fallout from all of those events!#but i didn't intend to do that! that felt like a whole other fic when i contemplated writing it and it kind of still does #but in an ironic turn of events a fic that i was very proud of and drew a lot on my experience with anxiety to write #which people have said was legitimately stressful to read and even terrifying #is NOW THE THING THATS CAUSING MY CURRENT BOUT OF ANXIETY!!!!!#like. i think constructive criticism is great but. this is fanfic that i wrote for fun and to explore a bunch of feelings i have felt #and dissipate some of that u know? so i'm a bit sad. and have been trying to write the follow-up/more emotionally satisfying wrap up chapter #for like two years. and every time i go back to that fic for encouragement there are MORE AND MORE references to the thing that is wrong #w that fic. instead of the stuff that people like about it. ugh okay i'm just trying to like move past the needless anxiety here i'll stop #r tags

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sttoru · 10 months

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THE MORNING AFTER

༄ sypnosis. you wake up to your husband cooking breakfast, though it’s quickly left burning when your hubby decides to give you some ‘morning affection’.

༄ note. my first ever fic on this new account :< i forgot how to write after a while of not writing so bear with me, please.

༄ tags. husband!toji x wife!reader. female reader. very suggestive/nsfw i guess but no real action?. use of nicknames such as pretty, doll.

it was a peaceful saturday morning and the sun streamed through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across your bedroom. you instantly notice the delicious aroma of breakfast in the air once you fully regained your consciousness.

“toji?” your husband’s name is always the first thing that leaves your lips in the early mornings and the last thing you utter before you go to bed.

sometimes his voice greets you back, at other times the deafening silence does instead. you turn your head towards his side of the bed and—as expected—the space was empty.

“ugh,” a groan escapes your lips as you reluctantly stand up to find out where the smell came from. realising that you were still pretty much naked from the night before, you lazily decide to just wrap a blanket around your body.

you follow the enticing smell that lingered throughout your entire apartment which was at its strongest once you arrived at the kitchen. to your great surprise, you find your husband standing by the stove, cooking breakfast.

toji was in only his boxers which left the rest of his body exposed to your view. his back was facing you, giving you a proper look at the multiple red scratch marks on his skin.

probably from the previous night.

“god.. damn.” the words slipped out of your mouth before you even realised. how could they not, when you’ve been greeted with such a mouth-watering view in the kitchen—excluding the actual food toji’s been cooking.

a low and almost groggy chuckle escaped your husband’s throat at your choice of words this morning.

toji didn’t turn around to face you, yet you knew him well enough to guess the expression he had; a smug one. one that beamed of confidence and cockiness.

“mornin’.” the dark haired man eventually spoke, flipping the gold brown pancake on the other side before turning around to greet you.

toji’s eyes immediately wandered all over your body. even though the blanket hid most of your skin, it most definitely did accentuate your figure.

“my eyes are up here, toji.” you chuckle softly, though that cheeky comment only gained a small knowing ‘mhm,’ from your husband. toji didn’t avert his eyes once. he was shameless; that much even he can admit.

“c’mere, pretty.” toji murmurs, his voice almost a low purr as he reaches out for you.

your husband wasted absolutely no time into putting his hands on your waist. he pressed his body against yours while placing his lips on the bare skin of your shoulders.

“look at you,” toji coos as his calloused hands rub up and down your sides ever so gently, “you’re even more irresistible when you’re all sleepy-eyed like this.”

these types of mornings were rare since toji usually leaves early to take care of another job. not that you were complaining about this— it was better than to wake up in an empty home where your only company was yourself.

“oh stop it, honey. i always look awful in the morning.”

that got you a gentle flick against your forehead. “tsk tsk, don’t ya say that about my favourite girl.” toji scolds you playfully while leaving soft kisses all over your shoulder.

toji could never get enough of this and he never wants to. your smell, your presence, your warmth, your body— you were made to be held like this. to be held and loved by him.

his emerald green eyes look down at the top of your head. even without seeing your face (since you never miss upon the opportunity of burying it against his chest whenever you hug), toji could tell that you were smiling.

“look at me, doll.” toji’s voice was hushed as he spoke.

you did as told and lifted your head up, looking up into toji’s eyes. his hand immediately found its way onto your cheek and his thumb gently rubbed over the skin.

“good girl.”

toji leaned in to press a deep kiss on your parted lips. it was a quick yet firm one— one that left you craving for more. your husband has always had that effect on you.

the two of you slightly pull back, however you were still close enough to feel your lips brush against one another with each small movement.

“c’mon. give me one more.” toji mutters under his breath. you hadn’t even had the chance to react to that request before you felt his lips crash against yours again.

his hands slowly moved across the blanket you had wrapped around your body, trying to find any gaps in the fabric to make their way beneath it.

“mm, cold.” you mumble against toji’s lips once his hands successfully found a way underneath the blanket.

toji only smirked in response and let his rough hands explore every inch of exposed skin he could touch beneath the barrier of fabric. his fingers teased you all over; going from slightly brushing against the swell of your breasts to playing with the plump flesh of your ass.

toji didn’t touch any of your sensitive spots. after all, he loves teasing you to the point that you beg him for it with that pretty voice of yours.

you swallow your own saliva, slightly pulling back from his lips with a flustered expression on your face. “h- honey,” any further words were interrupted by a quiet “shh,” from him.

“no need for words,” toji whispers against your lips before moving them away to leave small and ticklish kisses against your neck, “just focus on me, yeah?”

you could feel his tongue glide against a small spot on your skin before toji sucked on it slightly. he could feel you shiver in his arms from the feeling and that’s exactly the reaction he needed.

before your brain could register it, your husband picked you up effortlessly and placed you on the kitchen counter. he stood between your legs and his hands moved to hold onto your bare thighs.

toji pulled back a bit just to be able to see you sit there in front of him, caged between him and the kitchen wall. the way you bit your lip ever so slightly and the way the thin blanket barely covered anything of your body anymore—

god, you knew just how to drive him absolutely wild and he loved it.

“you knew damn well this’d happen,” toji whispers in a low tone. his sultry voice sent a shiver down your spine, “walkin’ in here with only a blanket covering your body, huh?”

a deep grunt left toji’s throat once he felt your fingertips run over the scratch marks on his back that you had left the night before. it was like you were silently teasing him as well.

toji let his lips wander all over the skin of your neck before going back to kiss your soft lips once again. this time he let his tongue mingle with yours, letting your salivas mix.

this went on for quite a while before your husband finally pulled back to catch his breath. your lips were covered in his saliva, causing them to glimmer underneath the sunlight seeping into the kitchen.

the sight was one that could get any man hard and your husband was no exception. you could see it in his half-lidded eyes; the obvious lust and desire.

it was also then that you snapped back to reality. the smell of something burning filled your nostrils. you cock your head to the right and see the pancakes burning on the pan.

“ah, crap.” you curse and try to reach out for the knobs to turn the stove off.

toji’s fingers quickly wrapped around your wrist and restrained you from doing so. he guided your hand back to its place on his shoulder.

“told ya to focus on me, doll.”

you look at the burnt pancake and then back to your husband, “b-but.. the food.”

toji chuckles at your innocent remark. in his opinion, that should be the last of your worries at the moment.

“that ain’t stoppin’ me from getting my breakfast,” he replies while he squeezes the flesh of your thighs gently with both hands,

“now. spread your legs f’me.”

#sttoru writes.#jjk x reader #toji x reader #jjk x you #jjk smut #toji smut #toji x you

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jyoongim · 2 months

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ok but what about alastor with a reader like angel dust in the sense trapped and abused by valentino maybe they have a different sort of personality than angel dust but in a similar situation how would he react to seeing his s/o in that sort of a situation maybe they have to interact with valentino infront of him.

thoughts?

warnings: fluff????sexual trauma! mention of SA! Val is a perverted dick! Fem!reader, Alastor not letting shit slide but caring about your wellbeing first!

Think of this as an extension of the Alastor x retired!pornstar reader fic!

You and Angel took a beauty day from all the hustle and bustle of the hotel. The day was filled with spa appointments and shopping.

Angel laughed as you asked his opinion on lingerie that Alastor would like, blushing when he teased about the Overlord having the hots for you. You were having a great time; until Angel’s phone started blowing up.

Valentino.

The perverted bug was calling Angel in for a shoot and on his day off.

You grimaced, but you understood.

Valentino didn't understand the word ‘No’.

Thats why you stayed away from the industry.

Consent did not matter. At least to Val.

You shuddered at the unpleasant memories.

Angel apologized, but you shook you head, looping your arm through his to walk him to the studio. You at least wanted to see him off.

You felt your ears flatten as you entered the studio, your palms getting sweaty as the two attendants opened the double doors to Val’s studio.

”Annnngeelll baby I missed you!” Val exclaimed, taking a puff of his cigarette as he approached the two of you.

His red eyes shifted to you, a purr rumbling through his chest

”ooooh Angel you didnt say you were bringing an absolute gem!” His large hand wrapped around your unwilling hand, bringing it to his lips and instead of kissing it…Val licked up your arm.

You immediately recoiled, giving a nervous smile “pleasure as always Val, but I fear that I am not here for any…ugh entertaining purposes, just seeing Angel off before heading home”

Home.

That’s right home.

You considered the hotel home.

Everyone was so nice and no one judged you for your past.

You didnt have to put on a persona for a camera and could just be yourself. You could laugh and cry and be comforted for it.

And you were treated like a person. By an evil Overlord at that.

Val chuckled darkly, looking you up and down “oooh really? Because Angel could use a few pointers, you might dress differently but you can’t fool me cara…” A slight burning sensation had you wince a bit, clutching your belly.

cursed womb mark. Damn you Valentino.

“You’re nothing but a little cumslut” Val leaned down to whisper in your ear.

You narrowed your eyes, glaring up at him. Angel gave a nervous laugh to ease the tension “Why don’t you stay to watch one shoot eh? I don’t mind being criticized by a true professional” he tugged you under his arm, away from Val and to give you a wink.

You sighed “one shoot. Ill stay to watch one shoot”

Val grinned as he whisked you to sit in a director chair as he handed you the script.

You made a face of disgust as you looked over the script. Rough, demeaning sex and no buildup at all.

You shuddered. You were happy to have left all this behind but you knew everyone wasn’t lucky.

”ACTION SLUTS!” Val shouted to begin the scene.

Your eyes roamed about the scene and you felt sweaty.

Uncomfortable and anxiety. These were emotions you usually had when you were around Val, but they normally ran this rapid when you were in a shoot yourself.

But you weren’t…so why were you so nervous?

”What do you think about that angle?”

”You could have made that work”

”None of them are gonna reach your level!”

”Ugh they can’t even get that right!”

You barely listened to Val’s rambling until your lower belly burned, you clenched your teeth, eyes looking over at the smug pimp.

A smile was on his face, but it didn’t match his words.

”Why don’t you be a doll and show ‘em how its done babygirl” he tilted his head smiling knowingly.

It was like a light switch went off.

A warm feeling spread throughout your body and you found yourself moving towards the scene.

The script was rather raunchy; ‘victim blindfolded and bound taken advantage of by gang’

”watch and learn” Valentino purred watching as a demon blindfolded you and settled you into a low arch.

You were surrounded. The warmth and heavy scents surrounded you as the demons touched and probed at you.

A whimper escaped your throat as a tongue licked at your cunt, dipping into you to give you some prep.

No No No No No No NO! You were screaming in your head as several cocks entered you.

Your lips parted to scream but a cock was shoved down your throat, a moan erupting from the demon who thrusted into your mouth.

Your body burned as you were worked into an orgasm. You kicked and thrashed to get the demons off of you.

They couldn’t cum in you, they just couldn’t.

Alastor…

Tears streamed down your face as you thought of the red demon.

How would be react when he found you smelling like other demons?

You had given up this lifestyle. You weren’t a whore who needed to flaunt her pussy to the world for a quick buck.

”G-get off-” you tried to say through the haze.

Your blindfold fell as you were pounded into, your eyes frantically meeting Val’s; a smirk was on his lips as he puffed his cigarette

Go on and cum baby he mouthed

No! Nonononono!

Your body tensed as you cummed around a stranger’s dick.

A sob escaped you as the demon groaned before spilling his cum into you, the others cumming on your body.

Long arms wrapped around you, pulling you off the bed and you sobbed into a fuzzy chest.

”What the hell Val!” Angel hissed, wrapping a robe around you.

The tall demon snapped his finger and your womb mark ceased burning. “I’m sure the public would love to see such a diamond return to the spotlight. After all, she’s my best investment”

He looked over you, clicking his tongue and waving the two of you off as he shouted out commands for the next scene.

”I can’t believe that asshole did that to you. Oh toots don’t worry well get you cleaned up and good as new once we get to the hotel” Angel tried to reassure you.

You immediately ran to your room, getting in the bath and scrubbing at your skin.

Tears ran down your face as you scrubbed. You wanted the scent and feeling of those demons off you.

Your skin was red and you didn’t even realize how hard you were scrubbing until a clawed hand grabbed the sponge.

”Darlin scrub any harder and your skin will be raw” a radio-filtered voice chirped.

You jerked away, eyes wide as you watch Alastor drain the tub.

”now what’s got you so raddled?” He tilted his head in question.

Your lip quivered, head down, unable to meet his eyes.

A hand gently cupped your chin to make you look at him. Alastor had a very stern look on his face, despite the smile on his face.

”I-I-I’m sorry Al!” You bursted into sobs as you wrapped your wet arms around his neck.

He patted your back to soothe you, waiting for you to calm down so you could tell him what disturbed you so much.

”I was out with Angel and he was called to the studio a-and Val h-he h-he…I did something I vowed to never do I’m sorry I’m so sorry” you sobbed.

Alastor stiffened.

He knew what your occupation was before you came to the hotel. You had given that up to better yourself.

He never once thought that you would be dragged back to be a former version of yourself.

He could smell the scents of others on you, no amount of soap and fragrance could hide the fact he knew what had transpired.

”Oh my dear it’s alright” he cooed,pulling you to stand. To assess the damage that had been done.

Claw marks and an intricate mark on your lower belly.

He grimaced.

But he had more important matters to attend to, you.

He cautiously lathered you in lotions, put ointments on your wounds and dressed you for bed.

”Don’t worry your pretty head my dear, I don’t think of you any less. I know you wouldn’t have done something like that on your own free will” he hummed tucking you in, pressing a reassuring kiss to your forehead.

He waited until you fell asleep to slip away and once your bedroom door closed behind him, his aura darkened.

The hallways lights flickered and the building shook as his shadow angrily ripped at the wallpaper and figurines.

He made his way to his radio tower and smiled wickedly.

He wouldn’t let this offense go unnoticed. Oh no no one dared to lay a hand on his darlin and get away with it.

Oh he was going to make the Vees live a fucking nightmare

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #alastor the radio demon #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel fanfiction #jyoongim #alastor x y/n #alastor hazbin hotel #valentino hazbin hotel

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 4 months

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Can we get the obey me boys(the brothers + dia, barbs, solomon, and simeon) reacting to mc having severe period cramps? Would they get all demon-y at the smell of blood?

Love your stuff btw!

Signed, a yandere junkie~

I'll do two for now 🖤🖤🖤🖤

Period | Yandere Obey Me

For those in the devildom having a draw for chaos and mortal pain it’s quite normal for blood to bring about a different kind of reaction. But to the surprise of no one period blood and the whole menstrual cycle is a complete bafflement to all who catch a whiff. Don’t worry though, you have the brother and your various friends. This surely won’t strike any of them to have an unusual streak in emotion and self-control, right?:

Lucifer

“It’s that time I’m suspecting?”

“Yes.”

“Understood rest easy, take your time to rest my dear.”

“A-are you sure?”

“Of course I'm sure. Do you doubt my promise to keep you?”

One of the most casual about it

He absolutely has done research for this exact occasion

But nothing is like experience in taking care of you himself

As well as the compulsion that has him being just as reactive as you

“You seem a bit different today Lucifer…”

“Am I? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oooh is that a gift from (Y/n)--”

“dON’t ToUCh tHaT!”

“...”

“Sorry, I don’t know what’s with me this week.”

You’re not with him that’s what

For all the necessities he delivers he’s been keeping his distance

Taking the advice of the human care books he gave you your space

After all who better to deal with the human-female innerworkings than a human-female herself

But something feels wrong more than usual

And it only seems to stop when he returns to your side at the end of the day

“Perhaps the hormones that are at work in you create a…guardian of sorts…out of me.”

He doesn’t really understand, all he knows is that when you were preparing to go to RAD he frantically calmly decided you’d not be attending

His excuse reasoning? That he would hate for any lesser demon to feel what he’s feeling

That and he’d actually try to kill anyone who shows such similar inclination to protect you

“If anyone should stay to soothe you in this great time of need. I’m not above massacring any threats to you while you’re at your most vulnerable..”

Generally he’s quite tame

…compared to his brothers

Diavolo

“Hey (Y/n) why’d you run off like that I thought we were having a good time.”

“Diavolo!?”

“Oh…hey (Y/n) if you’re hurt it’s okay to tell us we have tons of things that help heal humans.”

“Ugh! No that’s not what’s happening here!”

“Don’t be embarrassed here i’ll help!”

“Aghghgh!!!! Barbatos! Barb–Ah! Don’t you dare!”

A scolding and prompt lesson from Barbatos is very much in order

For someone so adamant on urging the blending of their worlds he doesn’t really know about this side of humanity

And unfortunately he’s never been one for backseat learning

“(Y/n), we’ve spoken and Diavolo would like to propose a hands-on-lesson with you about your menstrual cycle.”

“Uhm what kind of lesson?”

“One that will require he familiarize himself with all aspects of this process. Something that would preferably stimulate the five senses.”

“....”

“....Lucifer!!!! Solomon!!!”

Even better it has to do with you

What better way to strengthen your bond by having to monitor you

Not only for your safety but for all of humanity

“Hey later on we should definitely watch that movie together!”

“Oh yeah I thin–”

“I’m sorry but she cannot!”

“What why not?”

“Because she’s coming with me! The best place for a woman on muenster cycle is with me at the royal palace.”

“Uhm that’s not tr-”

“Here I’ll take you now!”

He’s going to be hard to teach

But once you sit him down or snap at him one too many times

He’ll decide listening to you is the best course of action

In turn it will definitely build a relationship between you two

It may not be as romantic as he planned

But he’ll take it….for now

After all there’s one every month

“That was fun! I can’t wait until the next time!”

Because he’s actively testing for it he might find some demons and creatures that react to it

But he won’t actively experiment with you in danger

Because it’s just not a good look to brutally murder every other subject of his that has a reaction he doesn’t like

“Next month I’ll have to convince them to let me get a swab or whole container full that’d be really hot.”

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bitterkarella · 5 months

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Midnight Pals: 2 Fisted Tales

Stephen King: hey patricia is it true you used to write comics? Patricia Highsmith: [long cigarette drag] Highsmith: who told you that

King: well, i just heard- Highsmith: was it stan lee? Highsmith: musta been stan lee Highsmith: never met a cat who talked so much Highsmith: might as well be a dame with all the yap yap yappin

Dean Koontz: wowwwww did you really meet stan lee, patricia? Highsmith: yeah Koontz: wowwww! what was that like? [flashback] Stan Lee: hey there comics fans its me, stan lee Lee: how bout a date? Highsmith: no dice

Poe: steve King: i just thought she'd like to tell us about her Poe: steve Poe: just no Poe: no King: ok fine Barker: i'm gonna hear the comic story Poe: CLIVE NO

King: ah but patricia i think we'd all like to hear a comics story Patricia Highsmith: i ain't gonna tell no comic story King: well maybe I can't convince you King: but I bet I know someone who can! Alan Moore: [appearing in a flash] who dares summon the arch magus? King: the arch magus! Poe: the arch magus! Koontz: the arch magus!

Moore: speak! what boon ask ye of the arch magus? King: hey alan you've worked in comics King: how about you tell patricia that comics aren't stupid Moore: Moore: i cannot tell her that

Moore: comics are the bane of my existence! a curse upon them! Highsmith: now this guy, this guy i like Highsmith: he's got a real noodle in his noggin Moore: the arch magus would do well to hear your counsel, mortal Highsmith: sure, we could jaw a bit

Highsmith: how you feel about snails, archmagus? Moore: be these your familiars? Highsmith: "familiars" Highsmith: listen to this cat

Highsmith: ok fine you mooks wanna hear about my comics Highsmith: i'll tell ya Highsmith: but only cuz i'm here among bros Highsmith: long as its just dudes Highsmith: cuz these stories Highsmith: they get a little rough Highsmith: and you know how dames are

Highsmith: so this story's just for us dudes Highsmith: so franz Franz Kafka: what? Highsmith: you gotta go Kafka: huh? what? Kafka: why? Highsmith: you just gotta go Kafka: i don't understand Barker: oh my god franz get a clue Poe: clive

Highsmith: submitted for the approval of the midnight pals Highsmith: i call this the tale of the crime puncher Highsmith: it's about this real swole square headed guy who punches criminals Highsmith: pow! punch! bam! Highsmith: that's what comics are all about

Highsmith: so there're these 2 palookas who fight crime Highsmith: named steve and ploopie Barker: i'm sorry what Highsmith: steve and ploopie Barker: steve and WHAT Highsmith: what, you got cabbage in your ears? ploopie Barker: Barker: i'm sorry WHAT

Highsmith: anyway steve and ploopie gotta do some punching Barker: there's a lot of punching in these stories Highsmith: that's what kids want in comics Barker: huh sure yeah Barker: Barker: i'm sorry steve and WHAT Poe: let it go, clive

Highsmith: so this world war i playing ace crashes into a polish swamp Highsmith: when he dies, it creates a big mud monster Highsmith: who goes to america to harass some kid for his model air plane Barker: i'm starting to see why you didn't want to tell these stories Poe: CLIVE

Highsmith: i didn't just do action comics tho Highsmith: i wrote educational ones too Highsmith: like the two-fisted tales of oliver cromwell Highsmith: or don't mess with galileo Highsmith: or catherine the great takes out the trash

King: why didn't you stick with comics, patricia? Patricia Highsmith: eh you know how the comics biz is King: but I've heard its actually a growth industry Highsmith: is that so King: yeah they tell me that there's lots of opportunities in comics for girls Highsmith: ugh pass

#midnight pals #the midnight society #midnight society #stephen king #clive barker #edgar allan poe #dean koontz #patricia highsmith #alan moore #franz kafka #stan lee

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dolliestfairy · 9 months

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Yandere SCP with a chubby!fem!reader who is a Fairy Entity.

✧ A/N : its been a while since i dont write because i've been quite the busy here. but now i decided too and recently i've been very interested in scp lore and stories also with the monsters in it and decided to write it on my own within my own style. and + also this was a yandere :). what do you think? if you liked this please gave it a reblog and likes! i will very appreciate it ♡.

✧ Tw : Kidnapping, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Sadism, Carnage/Slaughtering, Blood, Unhealthy Behavior, Unhealthy mindset, Kind of Enemies to Lovers with Scp 682, Worship in 079 and SA in 682 (not from him, but from another person.) lmk if i miss anything. Chubby Reader Fics With No skintone of reader mentioned.

𑁍 Scp 049

• ugh.. where should i start with this guy? ah.. yes.. he's such a gentleman isnt he?

• first time he realize your appereance he thinks of you as such a delicate creature. he never sees you face to face, he just realize some very Soft and Pleaseable Appereance that was catching him off guard.

• that until he really met you face to face, and if only he wasnt such a cold gentleman he would praise you to death. i mean.. how could he not? you're just soo beautiful. its hard to believe that the facility who basically took you from where you were belong to think that you were some kind of monster when you're literally far from it.

• after he met you he think that he was just simply fascinated by your beauty-appereance, that until he is aware that he doesnt want you to be locked too far from where he was stayed at.

• what he wants is that your cell is to be placed right besides him. not far from him. now this guy is an aware yandere, and not to mention he's a very intelligent one too, he'll be pretty quick to know that his respond towards you snd the facility are far from being called normal because h literally just out burst at one of the scp staff for wanting to take you away from him.

• and the staff was not stupid either, espesially the scientist. they pretty much off guard and very heavily-aware of his action towards them and espesially you. so they start to put you into a different room, besides his cell with a mirror placed into each others wall.

• while the scientist observe from the Cctv, they see that you and 049, both was actually getting along each other.

• this is something the scientist does not really excepting, because well after all they always knew 049 as a very cold yet a gentleman anomaly to ever known in the facility. it was absolutely fascinating to see you - who is more friendly and well not so quiet as him can get pretty much along.

• this makes them hold you within 049 much longer than they actually plan.

• and of course, this all also come to 049 happiness as he obviously can see you much longer even in a different sell, he would love to meet you, see you, and talk to you everyday.

• theres no one, not even another scp or scp staff or even those great scientist could take you away from him, not even death. he swore to hold you within him just so you can be there, for him and him only.

𑁍 Scp 035

• now what i notice about this creature right here is that he actually quite the flirty one, and lets be honest - he also has some major anger issues holding him up, also a bit of sadism.

• first he sees you from his cell he just knew that you are the one. and let me tell you, besides from all his flirty personality, anger issues, and those sadism, he definetly also has some serious, Serious possessiveness.

• really become an aggresive hostile once he sees you getting interviewed by a male staff, making him growl from his cell, and of course - this lead to the other staffs attention.

• when they ask him about why was he being so hostile towards the male staff he said that "they do not deserve her. only i deserve her." and when the staff ask him "who do you mean by saying 'her'?" only to find out that "her" was you.

• and after that the staff check on you both, interviewing on you both and this time they ask a female staff to interview you, and 035 is much more calmer than before.

• this will all be kicked out of the window when the staff wanting to place you to an Abroad facility. of course this will make 035 sees red. and what can only be describe after this was a carnage.

• and at the end -- he escaped. with the willing to free you from those fuckers who tried to take away the love of his life (or so he tought) from him. he can and would spill many blood as it need if it can help him getting you again. and he wont stop, no matter how much host it will need and change, his goal is just one; getting you back again.

𑁍 Scp 079

• the first he sees you he really just over the heels for you. no - i am not joking, this dude here is drooling, even if he cant he can feel so while seeing you.

• absolutely admire everything you had. the way you talked, smiled, and walk is just different.

• absolutely reject the calls scp staff throw at you as a "monster" no matter how much they tried, they couldnt convience 079 that you were indeed a monster.

• really love the shape of your body, that was another thing of why he would take an extra glance at your plump body once he realize your appereance.

• is absolutely dying to have you for himself but how can he? he just there and can only watch you when you walked pass his cell.

• and another one is that he absolutely dreaming about you. wether its a cute one, a bad one, or even a naughty one, he does not care. once he start dreaming about you i recommend anyone to dont ever dare to try to take him away from his daydreaming moment or whoever that person is will have to encounter the out burst of 079.

• and after he's done? nothing would changed.. and at the end, he wouldnt be another different thing more than some unsual computer entity dude who is obsessed over some fairy.

𑁍 Scp 682

• really cocky about you lmao, and very sassy too.

• at first he actually (kinda) hate/dislike you because your overall personality and looks are definetly and obviously a literal opposite from him.

• everytime anyone sees you besides him they already can see the different. surely we dont have to waste our fingers to write what are your difference than him other than the fact that you both were a living things. but it was just sooo noticable like.. ugh.

• this enemies feeling will turn into lover as soon as some Bastardize staff start to treat you in a very unappropriate tone.

• and this time he just felt like he had to protect you somehow. protect you from getting experimented and other bad things.

• even if he's actually really feeling that way, still -- he is a big Tsundere weird lizard so he would rather simply just bury himself alive than admitting it openly.

• but asides from all of that, he actually really aware about his feelings. about the fact that he actually has some feelings for you. and he doesnt even sure of how to say it to you because he just think of it as a very big embarassement.

• this is just a matter of time before he finally decided to tell you about this feeling. the bad news is that, the same day he convience to you, is the same day that he would take you with him for eternity.

• and not even death can separate you from him ever.

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persevereforahappyending · 7 months

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This isn't Your Fault (Interrogation)

Pairing: Tara Carpenter x Reader

Summary: Anika rolled her eyes. “You’d think for someone who was attacked you wouldn’t wear headphones,” she said.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3.1k+

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Your headphones rested on your head as you stared unblinking at your TV, your fingers moving automatically as you played your game. It was a little difficult and occasionally you winced at the pain in your hand from holding the controller but over the weeks you learned how to play your games without putting too much strain on your hand. It was incredibly difficult, and Tara had yelled at you the second you picked up the controller after being home for a day, but nothing was going to stand in the way of you and your games.

You had your sword out and just accidentally slashed a door instead of sliding it open, you sighed, you still always mixed up those two buttons. The next thing you knew your headphones were being ripped off your head, you instantly reached for the taser Sam had gifted you before turning to see who your assailant was.

“The fuck!” You screamed, lowering the taser slightly but your grip didn’t lessen. “Anika!”

Anika rolled her eyes. “You’d think for someone who was attacked you wouldn’t wear headphones,” she said.

“You’d think for someone who’s friend was just attacked you wouldn’t sneak up on them.” You finally sat the taser back down on the table next to you. “Or break into their house!”

“It’s not breaking in when I know the disarm code.”

“So, did Ghostface,” you mumbled, turning to go back to your game. You allowed your headphones to continue resting around your neck, but Anika didn’t deserve your full attention after almost giving you a heart attack.

You moved through the house, swinging your sword to slice through enemies when the TV went dark. The world froze, you couldn’t even hear yourself breathing. You slowly turned your head towards Anika, glaring at her as your grip on the controller tightened. Anika stood next to your gaming chair, arms crossed as she held the TV remote in one hand, looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

“You’re lucky you only turned off the TV,” you said, through gritted teeth, letting out a strained chuckle. “I’d hate to be down a best friend because your actions made me lose progress.”

“Please, as if you’d ever stop being my friend.”

“Stop being your friend?” You furrowed your brow. “I was talking about murder.”

“Ugh, really? Threatening murder over The Last of Us, which you’ve played half a dozen times.”

“This was Ghost of Tsushima!”

“Same difference,” Anika waved the mistake off.

Your eyes widened in offense as you quickly shot to your feet. “One is about feudal Japan and Samurai while the other is post-apocalyptic and has infected. They’re completely different!”

Anika held up her hands. “Whatever.”

“What are you doing here?”

Anika shoved your shoulder. “Sit down.” You fell back into your gaming chair with a small groan, sudden movements were still not great for the ribs. Anika bent down, bracing herself on the armrests as she leaned into your space. You pressed yourself as far into the chair as you could, your face still being only inches from Anika’s. Anika leaned in even more. “Tell me about you and Tara.”

You couldn’t help but break out into a laugh. The laughter quickly died down though when you noticed Anika still staring at you with her serious expression. “You’re joking.”

“I told you; you aren’t getting out of this.” Anika pushed off the armrests and began pacing back and forth in front of you. “Now, I was reasonable. I didn’t bother you the last few weeks.”

“I was recovering,” you mumbled.

“I even let you have the meeting Sam dinner. I didn’t hound you once!” Anika went on, ignoring you. “And finally!” she spun around to face you, a crazed look in her eye. “Your time of secret keeping has come to an end.” She moved forward, leaning close to you again. “Don’t think about lying, Tara is with Mindy and Sam, she’s getting the same treatment.”

“Are you kidding?”

Anika shook her head. “I didn’t have to convince either of them. They were happy to ask Tara to hangout today, with the sole intention of interrogating her.”

“What happened to privacy? I mean this is our relationship, we’re allowed to keep it between us.”

“Privacy went out the window when you decided to lie to me. Your best friend! You lied to me. Me!” You rolled your eyes at her antics. “Don’t roll your eyes at me.” You froze, looking up at Anika with wide eyes. “Look, you can either have this conversation with me or…” she smirked. Your eyes darted from her to anywhere around your room, you weren’t sure if you were supposed to know where she was going with this. “I can call your mom and tell her everything that happened.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” you said, narrowing your eyes at her as you leaned forward in the chair.

“Try me,” Anika bent down, bringing your noses inches from each other again.

In your peripheral vision you saw her whip out her phone. You glanced at her hand, seeing her shake the phone as her thumb hovered over your mom’s name. “Okay, fine!” you conceded, slumping back into your chair. “What do you want to know?”

“How did you two meet?” Anika asked, smiling at her victory.

“In class.”

“This would be easier if you just answered honestly.”

“We did!” You threw your hands in the air. “We have Film History together.”

“You know what I’m looking for. Now, answer correctly.”

You let out a huff, rolling your eyes at Anika’s ridiculousness, you were seriously questioning whether having a best friend was worth it. “It was the first day, we had to break into pairs and do ice breakers.” You smiled, remembering your first ever conversation with Tara. “We had to tell each other our favorite movies.” When you looked up you saw Anika smiling softly as you told the story. “We’d work together here and there and make casual conversation occasionally but for the first month or, so she was distant.” Anika gave a nod in understanding; you remember her telling you how Mindy was when they first started dating. “Then one day after class she cornered me and asked me out.”

“Aww,” Anika held a hand to her heart. “First date! First date!”

You laughed at your best friend’s excitement. “It was just a movie date. Tara wanted to see a new horror movie.”

Anika’s eyes went wide. “And you agreed.” You nodded; you still couldn’t believe you had agreed to it. “How did that go?”

“Uhh,” you dragged out for a long time. “I tried. I really did,” you assure Anika. You could see Anika holding back a smile, you really wanted to slap it off of her. “I ended up walking out and sitting on the floor. Tara found me and we went to a pizza place a couple blocks away. She paid and we talked all night.”

“How did you keep this from everyone?” Anika asked in disbelief. “I’ll admit, keeping it from me is easier but Mindy? Chad? Sam? How? I’m surprised Sam doesn’t have a tracker on Tara by this point. I’m pretty sure Sam would be tracking Tara’s phone, but I don’t think she knows how to do it…”

You laughed at the idea of that. You were definitely glad Sam wasn’t tracking Tara’s phone, you were sure you’d have been beaten to a pulp a long time ago if she had. Tara also probably would have found a tracking app or device on her phone, there was one time you two were out and Sam almost saw you guys and Tara thought Sam had been tracking her. Sam was just there to pick up dinner for the night and went on her way, but you spent the rest of the night watching Tara tear apart her phone searching for a tracking device, scrolling and opening every app to try and find something that didn’t belong.

“Well, we took advantage of the situation,” you explained, smiling as you remembered all the times you and Tara snuck around. “We had one class together, you and I only had one together, and Mindy and Tara didn’t really overlap somehow. So, whenever you guys were in class and our free time overlapped, we hung out.”

“So, while Mindy and I were slaving away in class you and Tara were making out,” Anika said, shaking her head in disappointment.

“I mean,” you shrugged. “Sometime. We also studied a lot. I helped her with anything audio related, and she helped me with film stuff.”

“I know the campus is big but how did none of us ever see you two?” She shook her head in disbelief, not being able to wrap her head around how four of you, save for Chad, all had similar majors and shared classes but none of them ever caught onto you and Tara.

You refused to meet Anika’s eyes, choosing to look anywhere else in your room. You slowly started to use your tiptoes to turn your chair, trying to get away from Anika’s gaze.

“Wait,” she shouted, gripping the armrest of your chair, and spinning you back around. “How many times did we almost catch you?”

“A lot,” you whispered, looking up at her through your lashes. Anika stood before you, mouth agape and wide eyed. You couldn’t help but laugh at her surprise. “Ow!” Anika smacked the side of your arm. “Why the injured arm?” You used your good hand to rub the spot she had slapped.

She rolled her eyes. “Your hand was crushed not your arm, you’re fine.”

“You’re mean,” you mumbled.

“Shut up,” she slapped you again. “Tell me more about how you’ve been lying to me for months.”

You gave her an unamused glare but didn’t argue, you didn’t see it as lying to her for months, you were just being private, there was nothing wrong with keeping your relationship just between you and Tara. “Well, we met at the library a lot,” you decided to keep humoring her, considering it might mean getting slapped less anyway. “There were a few times I’d be shoved under a desk or into another aisle when you and Mindy suddenly made an appearance.”

Her eyes went wide again. “Okay, ignoring that deception for a second, what about outside of school? I mean Tara was hardly ever alone.”

You sighed, remembering how difficult it was sneaking around with Tara, but it was always worth it in the end. The adrenaline rush at almost being caught a few times was also a lot of fun. “Whenever Sam worked late or had therapy we’d sneak out. Sometimes it was a quick date if we knew we had enough time, a lot of times Tara snuck over to my place late and got back before Sam would notice.”

“Did you ever sneak into the apartment?” Anika asked with a raised eyebrow. You bit your lip, dropping your eyes to the floor. Anika’s eyes went wide, and a large smile enveloped her entire face. “You have! How did you never get caught?”

“Well, Quinn was always occupied.” Anika nodded, remembering how even when she was home Quinn was almost always in her room with a guy. “With Sam it was difficult. I would sneak up the fire escape as soon as she left the building and hangout until we knew Sam would be home.”

“How often did she almost walk in on you?”

You let out a shaky breath, remembering the one-time Sam truly almost caught you, you had never been so scared, well you hadn’t been until you got attacked by Ghostface. “A few times,” you said, shaking your head. “Tara has shoved me in the closet.” Anika let out a giggle, clearing her throat when you glared at her. “She shoved me off the bed. There was one time I slipped out the window right before Sam opened the door.”

“You are so lucky to be alive.” Anika shook her head in disbelief. “One more question.” You groaned, flinging your head back against your chair. “It’s important!”

“What?”

“Have you and Tara,” she gave you a knowing nod, her eyebrows raised. “You know,” she wiggled her eyebrows.”

“Oh god!” you smacked her in the stomach. She flinched but broke out into a laugh. “That’s none of your business.”

“You have!” She smiled widely, clapping her hands as she bounced up and down on her feet. “Tell me everything!”

“No! That’s between me and Tara,” you said, making sure she knew you weren’t kidding.

“Fine,” she said, holding her hands up in surrender. “Sorry if I overstepped.”

“Thank you.”

Anika opened her mouth to say something else, but her phone vibrated, she pulled it out, shooting a quick text to whoever was on the other end. “Mindy said they finished their interrogation with Tara.”

“Good,” you said, spinning your chair to face the TV again. “You can go compare notes.” You turned on the TV and reached for your controller again.

“One more thing,” Anika said softly, her tone changing from the joking one she’d had since she showed up.

You groaned but turned your head to look up at her. “What?”

“Call your mom.” You looked down at the controller in your lap. Your body stiffened when you felt Anika rest her hand on your shoulder, but it didn’t take long for you to quickly relax. “She loves you. She won’t be mad.” You nodded but couldn’t bring yourself to look at her. “I think it will be good for you.” She gave you a comforting rub before pulling her hand away. “Goodbye.”

You turned your head enough to see Anika in the doorway but not enough that you’d be actually looking at her again. “Thank you,” you whispered.

“Anytime.” With that Anika left.

You looked at the controller in your lap a bit longer, lifting your head to stare at the screen. You had died when Anika turned off the TV, but the checkpoint was at the house you had entered so you’d just have to do that again. You stared at the screen, your thumb hovering over the button to resume. With a sigh you sat the controller on the table again as you got up and moved to sitting at your desk.

You pulled out your phone and started a facetime with your mom. It only took a few rings and even though you knew she was slammed with work she answered. “Hi mom,” you said with a small smile. It looked like she was at a hospital based on the background. Your mom was a travel nurse and even though she had originally been on vacation she got called to a hospital in another country the day she was supposed to be back. You hoped she was on break or something and hadn’t interrupted anything important.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, her eyes searching your face. You smiled at her concern. She hadn’t seen you in a few months but just one look at you through a screen and she knew something wasn’t right.

“I didn’t interrupt anything right?” you asked. Your mom’s job was important and telling her about what happened wasn’t a priority. “I can call back.”

“It doesn’t matter,” she waved you off, her eyes full of worry now. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” you smiled again but it didn’t quite reach your eyes. “I am.” You nervously swallowed, preparing yourself to tell her everything that happened. “Now at least.”

“What’s wrong?” she asked again, even softer than before when you still hadn’t said anything.

“Just don’t be mad,” you whispered, tears already beginning to fill your eyes.

“I promise.”

You knew it was a stupid thing to ask. There was no way your mom would be mad at what happened, at least not mad at you. You weren’t sure why you were so afraid to tell her, you knew she would be worried, she wouldn’t care about the door, hell she wouldn’t have cared if you blew up the house, as long as you were alive, she’d be happy.

With a shaky breath you started telling her everything that happened. You watched as your moms’ eyes slowly filled with tears as well. She didn’t interrupt you, allowing you to tell her everything. She wouldn’t have had a chance to interrupt anyway, the second you started talking you couldn’t stop, you weren’t sure your rambling was even coherent at times.

“I’m sorry,” you rasped out when you finally finished, tears streaming down your face.

“I’m on my way,” your mom said instantly. “I’ll be on the next flight out.” You nodded. Through blurry eyes you could see her shuffling around and getting up from her seat. “I love you,” she said as she held the phone up to her face, she was standing, getting ready to leave the room she was in.

“I love you too,” I said.

Not long after you hung up with your mom you were still seated at your desk. The tears had stopped falling and you were staring blankly at the phone on your desk. You felt arms wrap around you from behind. Unlike with Anika you didn’t flinch, you just instantly relaxed against the chair, knowing Tara’s touch better than anyone else’s.

“I called my mom,” you said, leaning your head back so you could look up at her. “She’s on her way home.”

“Good,” she whispered. She spun your chair around, so you were facing each other. “Come on,” she reached down, tugging on your good hand. “Let’s cuddle.” She rested her hand on your cheek as she looked into your eyes. “You look exhausted.”

Your eyes drifted down. Even though some nights were better than others, especially when Tara was sleeping next to you, you hadn’t got a good night’s sleep since the attack. There were days you slept for five to eight hours, never consistently, you always woke up a few times but those were the times Tara was next to you. Any other night and it was less than five hours, you usually only got to sleep because you literally couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore.

“It’s easier to sleep during the day,” Tara whispered. Your eyes snapped back up to her, while her eyes darted around the room as if she was letting you in on a secret. “The nightmares aren’t as bad.”

You sighed, giving her a small nod. She gently dragged you to your bed, getting under the covers first with you following after. You instantly cuddled into her side, resting your head on her chest as she ran her fingers up and down your arm. It only took a few seconds for you to drift off to sleep, the last thing you remembered was Tara placing a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

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savannahsdeath · 7 months

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hiii I love your work! could you pretty please do some toxic ellie? :)

TOXIC!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

summary: a miserable attempt to leave your toxic girlfriend

warnings: preferably 18+, just lots of toxic shit, manipulating, reader is crying

writers note: probably the only toxic post you'll see on my profile. honestly, i dont even know why i wrote this and im posting it just for the anon. i dont support any toxic behavior, cuz even a simple fanfic can bring some harm. dont read it if youre sensitive to such topics and if you decide to read it, dont romanticize it and dont blame me for any bad feelings you felt while reading - youre responsible for your own media consumption, im not forcing anyone to read. as i said, i just post it for the anon and also because i dont want it to just sit in my drafts (i dont have the guts to delete it). ugh its kinda long but i just want to make sure everyones safe, please take care🩷

you were sitting in your bed with your head buried between your knees for half an hour now, ignoring the buzzing of your phone. you caught her with another girl. you should cry and feel miserable, and all you could think of was; 'finally! finally a reason to leave her!!'. all you could feel was happiness.

but leaving her wasn't easy. you tried a few times before.

'maybe it'll be different this time', you hoped. but the way you kept receiving notifications from her said otherwise. 'maybe if i ignore her for a few more minutes, she'll let me go.'

you tried to put your phone down, but your hands won't let you. your thumbs kept reaching for the screen in a desperate, involuntary action. you were powerless to stop it. you knew you shouldn't respond. you know you should walk away, but you couldn't. every time she messaged you, your heart beated faster and your breathing quickened. you knew this isn't the best thing for you, but a part of you was still clinging to hope.

'enough, stop it.' you ordered to yourself.

you picked up your phone, deciding to call your friend. she'll make you remember all the cruel things ellie did and leaving her will be easier.

your hands were shaking and you were truly scared of what's going to happen. you hestitated for too long before clicking on your friend's profile and.. lost your chance.

ellie was calling you. she wasn't giving up and she was probably pissed off by now.

you sighed and whispered; 'sorry' to your future self, before answering the call.

"why aren't you answering to my texts, huh?" she asked in an accusatory tone, as if you were the one who did something wrong.

your breath hitched as you heard her voice. there's no going back now. "i'm sorry, ellie, it's over." you mumbled and shook your head in disbelief. 'i'm sorry'?? for what? where was your confidence?

she took it from you, just like she's going to take anything she wants.

"i'll pick you up in a few minutes." she announced and you felt tears starting to well up in your eyes.

great. so she's on her way here.

you took a deep breath to stop your voice from quivering. "i'm not going anywhere- not with you."

ellie laughed, thinking it's all a joke. "you're funny, honey. you know you come crawling back to me everytime." she replies calmly. "so get ready. i'm coming to pick you up, and then we can talk about this. like grown-ups."

ellie was good at controlling you. she'll say she's coming to pick you up, and you'll be waiting on your porch when she arrives. she had a firm grip on you and she knew it.

not this time.

"like grown-ups?" you nervously laughed. "you cheated on me. again."

ellie didn't get angry. she wasn't even surprised.

"don't overreact, babe." she replied in an irritated tone. "it's not like it was anything serious. it's just some random girl. i'm still with you. you should know that."

you were stunned by her cavalier attitude. she really thought it's no big deal.

"leave me alone." if there was even a little bit of toughness in your voice before, it all left. now, you were just simply begging her to stop. "please."

ellie's confidence and her nonchalant attitude was getting to you. you felt angry, but at the same time, you were starting to doubt yourself.

you wanted to hang up, but you couldn't. you just waited for her reaction, praying this'll be the end. but you knew everything depended on what ellie wants, and for her, only her own good mattered.

ellie chuckled. "oh, sweetheart. you think you can just break up with me over the phone? we're not even having a fight here. come on, be reasonable. let's just talk this through. i'll be there soon."

you proudly raised your chin, even though she couldn't see that. the tears ruined your confident facade anyway. "i locked the door."

she stayed silent for a moment, not expecting that from you. but she always had a plan b, and you realised that as soon as you heard her laugh. "i'll check that myself."

you heard her car arrive outside your house, and an instant wave of regret washed over you.

she knocked on the front door. "i'm here, love. open up." her voice was gentle, with an apologetic tone.

you knew it was all a ploy to get you to open the door. you knew this was just another manipulative tactic she was using, but it was starting to work.

"come on, be a smart girl." she continued in a sweet voice. "or we'll do this the hard way."

you cursed yourself for how weak you felt, even though it wasn't your fault.

"ellie, please..." you begged, with as much authority as you could muster, but your pleads still sounded weak.

"what's that, babe? are you crying?" she responded in a mocking tone.

you felt powerless to resist her. your stomach twisted in knots, but your fingers reached for the knob. your other hand quickly wiped away your tears, though there were some visible smudges left. you stared at the doorknob in your hand, fighting every instinct in your body to open it and let her in. but you knew she'll get her way, sooner or later. you just wanted to get this over with.

with a shaking hand, you opened the door. you saw that ellie was holding a set of keys - there was definitely one to your house too. she could just unlock the door, but she wanted to check if you'll listen to her. you didn't even want to think about what would happen if you didn't give up.

she walked inside like she owned the place, and she didn't even look at you. she knew she's got you wrapped around her finger.

"good girl." she said, with the same mocking tone.

ellie's eyes darted around the room, and she walked over to take a closer look at a framed photo of the two of you on your shelf. she smirked, letting out a sarcastic 'hmph, so cute'.

you stood there, defeated, as she walked past you and paced around your home. she made herself comfortable, as if she belongs there. you tried to keep a brave face, but she could see right through it.

she sat down and turned to you. "tell me, why we ended up here?" she asked, her voice was cold and unforgiving, but it also sounded curious. "why are you trying to leave me? aren't you happy?"

you felt your lips tremble, as you parted them to speak. "you know damn well what you did."

she stood up and walked up to you, standing right in your face and leaning a little to match your eye level. "fucked another girl? huh? is that it?" she stroked your cheek with the back of her fingers, mocking your pout.

you flinched away from her touch, but she grabbed your face with both hands and pulled you towards her.

"i just had some fun." she said calmly. "besides, you can't blame me for wanting something different. just trying to make up for what you lack." she caressed your face, tracing your lips. it was almost gentle, as if she wasn't even trying to hurt you. but her words cut deep. "now, stop acting like a baby." she let go of your face. "i'm trying to have a mature conversation with you."

the obedient, scared side of you wiped your tears away and straightened up without thinking, but everytime you closed your eyes - everytime you blinked - another wave of salty liquid streamed down your cheeks.

you sniffled and tried to keep it together, but your body was shaking and feeling dizzy. still, you stood your ground.

"please, ellie... i can't do this anymore." you begged in a shaky voice.

"sh, shhh..." ellie wrapped her hands around you, rubbing your hair in a soothing motion. "don't say dumb things. i already know you can't live without me. you know that too." she grabbed you by the shoulders and forced you to look at her for a second. "don't you?"

her embrace felt somehow comforting, not matching the poisoning effect of her words. you clinged onto her, hoping to get as much from this rare moment as possible.

but you knew, deep down, that this is just another manipulation tactic. you shouldn't fall for her games.

"there, there." she whispered to you. she held you even tighter, as if she was trying to absorb every ounce of energy you had left.

she pulled back and looked you straight in the eyes. "do you see what happens when you try to leave me, babe?"

"i am leaving you." you said with as much conviction as you could muster. "i'm serious this time."

but ellie just smiled, treating your words like a joke. "that's funny, honey. this is just another one of your little tantrums. you're just upset because you haven't gotten enough attention these days. but you don't want to lose me." she ran her hands along your cheeks and caressed your hair. "you'll come back to me. you'll come crawling back, just like always. because you can't live without me."

you instantly buried your face in her chest, as she started stroking your back.

she sighed. "are you finished?"

you felt ashamed. you failed, once again. you let her win.

you lifted your head up so you could see her expression. her smile was even more mocking and cruel now that you've given in to her.

"that's more like it, babe." she said with that same condescending tone. she pulled you in for another hug, as if nothing happened. "now, let's forget all about today, okay?" she whispered in your ear. "my pretty girl."

#reqs open #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #toxic!ellie #toxic!ellie williams x reader #toxic!ellie x reader #toxic!ellie williams #possesive!ellie

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tojiluv · 1 month

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Hello new follower here hope you’re having a great day/evening/night💜 could I request any inuyasha characters reaction to accidentally touching their s/o’s cold feet/hands while they’re sleeping at night ? You can ignore this if it makes you feel uncomfortable.

COLD NIGHT — inuyasha characters reaction ft. inuyasha, sesshomaru, koga [headcanon]

context: amidst the camp set up for the night, you spread your blanket on the ground while your partner opts to lie beside you. despite the warmth emanating from the large fire, your body retains a chill, though it doesn't trouble you greatly. however, someone else appears more affected, expressing their discomfort unlike you.

warnings: fluff. slight ooc? lowercase intended. gn! reader

notes: ty for the request anon! if you can't tell, i prefer sesshomaru more lol. also why doesn't Inuyasha and koga have good alias names ugh

INUYASHA ─ ❝ HALF—DOG ❞

➜ inuyasha would sit up against the rough bark of a nearby tree, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, ready for any potential intruders. you settle down beside him, seeking warmth and solace in his presence. your hand reaches out to him, seeking comfort and reassurance that he's beside you.

➜ as your hand makes contact with his, his serene expression swiftly transforms into one of alarm, his eyes snapping open wide. he jerks his hand away from yours, swiftly moving it towards the fire to regain warmth.

➜ “the hell is wrong with your hands!? they’re colder than the damn snow right now!”

➜ you scoff at his words, turning away from him in response. inuyasha grumbled at your reaction before firmly gripping your shoulders and pulling you closer to him, snuggling you into his warm embrace.

➜ “since you wanna be stubborn and not get near the fire, i guess i’ll just stay next to you for the night.”

LORD SESSHOMARU ─ ❝ BEAST KING ❞

➜ unlike inuyasha’s outburst, sesshomaru is more the silent-but-glaring type of partner in this situation.

➜ when your hand accidentally brushes against his face while adjusting a few strands of his hair, his golden eyes widen briefly at the contact before narrowing into a silent, intense glare.

➜ you pull your hand back quickly, shooting him an apologetic smile as he continues to glare, the sensation of your cold hands disrupting his slumber. it was rare for sesshomaru to join you and the group, let alone to sleep as well, but now, you've ruined it with your never-ending coldness.

➜ you turn around on the blanket, keeping your hands to yourself as you quietly sigh, feeling regretful for ruining the moment.

➜ after a few seconds, you feel something heavy and warm drape across your freezing body. it takes a moment to realize it's sesshomaru's mokomoko, which he has placed on you, providing the extra warmth you need that the fire couldn’t.

➜ even though you knew sesshomaru wasn’t one to talk about his feelings, you appreciated how he expressed his love more through actions than words.

KOGA ─ ❝ WOLF CUB ❞

➜ as the leader of the wolf-demon tribe, koga had numerous responsibilities to ensure the survival of his pack, with one of his main priorities being the protection of you, a human. despite being vastly different from your wolf-demon boyfriend, koga fell in love with you at first sight and would do anything to ensure your safety.

➜ as night fell, you settled around the campfire with the tribe, aiming to get some rest. however, the cool breeze that kept blowing made it difficult, causing your hands to grow numb from the biting cold.

➜ you shivered from the intense cold, despite being wrapped in a blanket. koga could feel your shaking body against his own, which startled him awake. quickly, he turned to face you with a scowl as he realized what was going on.

➜ “why the hell didn’t ya say anything? you’re freezing! here, take my hands.”

➜ you hesitated at first before settling your numbed hands against his warmed, rough ones. his touch sent a comforting warmth through your chilled fingers, and you graced him with a grateful smile for his kindness.

➜ koga would then move your sleeping bag closer to the fire and wrap his arms around your body, pulling you so close to his chest that you could hardly breathe, enveloping you in his warmth. he cared deeply for your comfort and always made sure you were satisfied.

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missviviii · 5 months

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pls i’m so desperate for a mizu x prostitute !reader where the reader is all flirty and touchy (like in that one scene where those two girls were trying to seduce mizu in episode one.)

a/n: aaaaah I’m so sorry for the late response 😭 my week has been hectic so far and I’m running on 1% brain power.

“You’re quite the sight, hm?”

summary: a lovely samurai visits a tea house you work at. you’re one of the less popular girls there, but you managed to capture her attention.

warning(s): some small nfsw parts, swearing

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“Ugh, girl. Do you ever plan on putting more effort into your looks?” You rolled her eyes, ignoring the girl’s words. Of course you did put some effort into your looks, you were required to do so anyways. You just weren’t obsessive over it like the rest. You smear the red tint onto your lips as you stared at your reflection in the mirror.

It was another busy night, which unfortunately meant all hands on deck. You stood up, straightening out your kimono and making sure your hair was nice and perfect. Inhaling a deep breath, you slid open the door and entered the room where all the girls were in.

“Ugh, there’s this samurai who won’t taking any of us! Seriously, does this guy have any interest in the beginning?” Ah, a samurai? Usually men come here to not be all manly, usually craving sex and shit. You’ve unfortunately had to deal with them, though you must admit, some of them weren’t bad if they had decency.

“Hey, why don’t you give it a shot? We’ve been working our asses off and you’ve only been with, what, four customers this night?” One of them suggested, to which you loudly exhale in annoyance. Seriously, more work?

Finally, you nodded, at least agreeing to give a shot at it. “Fine, but don’t blame me if I ditch him.”

You hummed, carrying a teapot in the tray you were holding. You gently knocked on the door, waiting for a response. “Come in,” a voice said, to which you complied and slid open the door. You plastered on a smile on your red lips, kneeling down as you set the teapot on the table. A samurai, clad in baggy clothing and orange tinted glasses and a scarf around his neck.

“Hello, sir, would you like some tea? You must be exhausted from your travels,” you hummed, elegantly pouring tea into his cup. His eyes looked very intently at you, observing your every action. It was as if he could see through you, but you found him to be…attractive.

As he sipped the tea, you stood up, striding over to his side and leaning in close to his ear. “You must be so..tired, right? Why don’t I take care of you?” Your voice dropped to a seductive level, your fingers sliding under her scarf and trickling against her skin. Mizu’s breath hitched ever so slightly, even surprising her to see that you’ve managed to render her speechless for even a moment. Your hands kept traveling further, tugging off her cloak while you stayed close to her.

Mizu was burning at this point, face red and hands sweaty from your delicate touch along her body. “A-Ah..no need. I am fine,” Mizu managed to say, embarrassed by her stuttering. How can someone make her feel this way? You tilted your head to the side, seeing the samurai look away from you. Is this what the girls were saying? The unshakable samurai who refused any girls?

You tilted his head back towards you, pulling him by the chin and looking up into the samurai’s eyes with great interest. “Do you not like the company of me? Or any of the girls?” You asked. You moved closer, pushing the samurai down and climbing on top of him. “It’s not very nice to look away when I’m talking to you, sir.”

Her chest rises up and down, her breathing already getting so heavy. You on top of her? Looking like that? Mizu was internally panicking. “Just wanted a place to stay for the night. I must leave tomorrow—“ you suddenly slid off her glasses, revealing her blue eyes. Mizu thought you’d push her away, scared of her different eyes. But no, you looked down at her with interest, hands traveling up her chest.

“What pretty eyes. Why do you hide them behind glasses?” You murmured, leaning down close to her. Mizu took a moment of silence, staring up into your eyes. Holy fucking hell, you’ve got her whipped. You didn’t even get an answer to her question before she pulled your face in close and forcibly kissed you.

She flipped you over, now the samurai was straddling you while pinning your hands above your head. “Fucking hell..I have never met someone like you,” Mizu muttered, her other hand lifting up your chin to meet her gaze. Your lipstick was smudged a bit, and your face was flustered. You managed to crack the piece of ice, but now it’s getting its revenge on you for tempting it.

“I suppose I can make the most of this, hm?” That was all Mizu said before she pried off your kimono.

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#blue eye samurai #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #writing #fanfic #send me asks #x reader #fanfiction #for funsies #i wanna write #sorry it took so long #aahhhhh #help my poor soul #help my sanity #vivi’s ask #i finished it #I am so sorry for taking so long #pls be patient with me

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skyeslittlecorner · 2 months

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I feel like we didn't get enough moments with that beautiful king in chapter 5 (why PB >:(((()

Can you pls do a short story about MC who has been kidnapped (again) when they try to find a place to sleep to Leviathan's office where he demands them to sleep *in his coffin* (so he could keep an eye on them).

Okay I can only think that much. Hope you ok with this request 🥹 Luv u and your works 🫶 Have a great day!!!

Thanks for lovely words! AND I AGREE. I know that the plot needs to move forward, but my heart wants to stay longer. We only got to know Levi for a moment and quite superficially because he mostly talked to others. PAY ATTENTION TO US. Just no nooses, please. We'll play with the ropes later, maybe dinner first.

This turned out to be a bit long. Hope you'll like it!

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Kidnapped to sleep | Leviathan

Peace, just a little bit of peace. That's all you asked for. After a long, tiring day, you didn't even have time to sit down properly in your room for a moment. Just when you approached bed, a knocking sound came from inside the room instead of from outside.

“You knock before entering!” You huffed.

Foras appeared at your side without a hush.

"Sorry, but…"

“What’s going on again? And quickly, if you can.” You cut his words in half. Headache and tiredness make you thorny. All you wanted was to collapse like a log and fall asleep. Didn't even care anymore whether he tried to kill you or not, you had survived so many threats and potential murder attempts today that one here or there wouldn't make any difference. You almost softened when you saw the remorse written all over the dreamy devil's face.

“His Majesty wants to see you.”

Yeah, almost.

“Tell him to stick his desires in… ugh.”

There was no point arguing. The quicker you deal with them, the better. You were about to leave when Foras grabbed your waist, and you felt your insides churning again. That bastard… you can walk on your own! No need to teleport!

The palace was even quieter and darker, but when Foras left you in his king's office, you didn't feel as overwhelmed as the first time. It reminded you of Prince Charming's room. Leviathan, as beautiful as he was mysterious, was leaning over the documents. You stood on your tiptoes to look at them.

"What are you doing? It's not your business."

“You called me here yourself.”

You won't let him push you around. Not only was it dangerous, it also hurt your pride. He ignored you and went back to work, so you sat down on the chair across him, not knowing for what he needed you, and started thinking. Just out of boredom. It wasn't the wisest decision you could have made in such a state.

With such a beautiful creature by your side, it was hard to think of anything other than punishing him for the way he treated you. If only he could be beaten with a whip again. Choke. Oppress. Hear the gasps and moans as he runs out of breath. Milk would flow from these beautiful horns, and you would make him drink it himself...

"What are you staring at?"

Not only did he dare to be so beautiful in front of you, but he also disturbed your fantasies. The audacity.

"Beautiful."

A smile appeared on his lips and you clutched your mouth. This shouldn't have been let slip! Apparently, it only made him feel better, because he told you that you’re going to sleep together. Oh yes. It's time to put all these plans into action!

Reality hit you as soon as you sat down on the soft mattress in his coffin. How was it so comfortable here? It reminded you of a water bed with a cover on top like a canopy. Leviathan probably already thought you were a freak, so you had nothing to lose. You could have use him, abused him. But the soft material acted like a magnet. Silk is like flypaper. You were so tired... you closed your eyes just for a second, and suddenly felt the warmth next to you. A hot, masculine fragrance. And a strong arm that hung around your waist.

“I thought you hated me?”

“I do not like you. Just like everyone else.”

It was so comfortable. So… safe? You definitely needed some rest.

“So you also sleep cuddled up to your nobles like stuffed animals? Like now?”

He nuzzled his nose into your hair, not really bothered by your taunts.

“Silence. I have to keep an eye on you all the time. I can't let you endanger anyone.”

It occurred to you that for now you are only a danger to yourself, because you want to abuse the most dangerous king of hell you have ever met.

If only you had a whip at hand... wrapped in the darkness of the coffin and Levi's arm, the tiredness of the day came flooding back to you. You closed your eyes. Just for a second.

Two seconds later you were sound asleep, tucking your knee between the devil's legs. He grabbed the back of your neck and tightened his fingers.

“What are you thinking?”

You didn't think anything at that moment. Just purred in delight. Feeling the warm, broad chest, you clung to it unconsciously. No wonder you sought safety. That coffin almost devour you last time. What was strange was that you were looking for support in the arms of a man who was the reason for your anxiety, but who would care? He also didn't behave like a terrible tyrant, not now.

He ran his fingers through your hair. They were soft and fragrant, flowing between his fingers like a waterfall. You didn't see him, so he could afford it. So defenseless, hugging him, you no longer looked like a threat. If it weren't for his experience, he would almost be fooled by you. He promised himself he wouldn't fall into your trap, and despite his own promises, he wrapped his arms around you. Some devils can lie, and he was just trying to lie to himself.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb leviathan #skye's little talk

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shanastoryteller · 4 months

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Happy Holidays! I hope yours are peaceful and joyous.

I would do dastardly things for more identity/porn/gender-is-a-side-dish WWX like the Lady MO story (omg or time travel!!!), but I also love love love your story about Zag and the Prince's court and him helping people 😍 (living blood?). And I also want to read more of FMA Ed in the desert evacuating people (?) and Roy expecting him to be a monster. Ugh and I was just going back through your masterlist and forgot about the series about Godric, but I can't find the name and don't want to run out of time!!! If the untamed still sparks joy, I would love to read a continuation of one of those stories!! If not... dealers choice? Thank you so much for sharing your writing with us!

a continuation of 1 2 3 4

Salazar hasn't had much interaction with the Ravenclaws. His father considers them to be old fashioned, which is the nicest way he's ever called someone poor. Salazar doesn't think the family is particularly poor, even for their status, except perhaps in relation to the level of wealth that marrying his mother gave his father access to.

Or it could be the way certain members of that family never seem to quite manage to give his mother the respect she deserves. Salazar isn't particularly inclined to judge the lot of them based on the actions of a few, but that's not a trait that he got from either of his parents.

Rowena could go either way, considering she's burst down their door and is looking to curse his best friend inside out for the great sin of giving in to his mother's desire to arrange his marriage.

As if he could have stopped her. Salazar wouldn't cross Lady Gryffindor for all the gold in his vault. Godric does it occasionally, as he is the favored son, but certainly not over something like his marriage.

He can tell by Helga's grin that she's far less wary of Rowena, but that's probably because she's delighted when someone manages to take Godric down in a fight. She's disinclined to do it herself unless he really irritates her - beating respect into him is apparently not sustainable.

Personally, Salazar has found it the quickest way to get Godric's head of his ass, but playing mediator between Godric and Helga just ends up with the both of them pissed at him. He's learned to leave them to it.

"Slytherin," Rowena says slowly and Salazar tenses, readying himself for a comment about his father and his choices, then she says, "You've been traveling with him. You know where he is then?"

If anything, Godric's been traveling with him. There are idiots looking to die on his friend's sword everywhere and the books he and Helga are hunting down are significantly harder to find.

"He's at the tournament now," Helga says. Salazar rolls his eyes. "You can probably petition to swap in for his next opponent if you have a personal grievance."

Rowena's eyes narrow. At him, for some reason, even though he hasn't even said anything. "I thought you were his second?"

"I am," he says, then waits for the comment about his scholarly reputation and lack of public duels.

"He's at the tournament," she says slowly, "and you're here."

Salazar tries to think of a way to put this delicately.

"Have you seen the idiots that live around here?" Helga scoffs. "He's not going to need a second. Frankly, he could win with only using his wand or his sword. Subjecting them to both almost seems cruel."

Ah, Helga. A lack of growing up among nobility has left her with all the subtlety of a curse between the eyes.

He wishes he didn't find it endearing, but he wouldn't get along so well with Godric or Helga otherwise.

#prompt answers #prompts are closed #asks #uggabuggawugga #harry potter

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absolutebl · 3 months

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This Week in BL - It's 2024 & I'm talking about TayNew... really?

(They pretty much told us all to sit down and shut tf up, 'cause they got this. AND THEY DO.)

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Feb 2024 Wk 3

Ongoing Series - Thai

Cherry Magic (Sat YouTube grey) ep 9 of 12 - I broke. In my defense, it was Monday, I needed comfort, and TayNew were right tf there. Ya know what? They are great in this show. It's a great adaptation. I might like it more than the JBL live action. You know why? Really, honestly WHY...?

That was a PHENOMENAL KISS. Those boys did Thailand fucking proud. They did fandom a solid. Thank you OGs for reminding us how it's done. I was getting used to SloppyHot. And SloppyHot has its place, but that TayNew rooftop kiss was a top tear class act. It was tender and sweet and respectful and joyful. It was eye work and breath work and years of practice. How very far BL has come while still staying so much the same. TayNew - I salute you!

(Read all about distribution issues here.)

The Sign (Sat YT) ep 12fin - we waiting, I guess? Bah.

Cooking Crush (Sun YT) ep 11 of 12 - The recipe book thing was so damn cute and I love a claiming. YOU KNOW I LOVE A CLAIMING!

In fact, I love OffGun.

I love food based BL.

I adored seeing a reboot of "the infamous dragging".

But I don’t love anything else about this show. Sigh.

1000 Years Old ep 1 of 12 - Finally we get our gay vampire BL from Feel Good Bangkok. Stars Shane (My Engineer) and fresh face Opal, directed by Champ (2gether). It’s kind of odd but enjoyable. A group of teen UFO seekers find a vampire instead. Opal looks a bit like a mix between Newnu + Leo (VIXX) - so cute + edge. Also, nice to see Shane again on our screens after so long.

Finally, I like the subtle (and sometimes not subtle) presence of ghosts permeating this show. Do the friends know she's there? Do they know she's dead? Is the existence of paranormal accepted but not that of aliens? Or are the two combined? Is this lazy writing or just fun world building? Who cares! It's enjoyable.

For Him (Thurs iQIYI) ep 12fin - the nail painting bit was very cutie queers and I've not seen it done in BL before, so that was nice. For some reason captions never dropped for me on this last episode, but it didn’t really matter. Not much happened and I understood everything anyway.

Quick pitch?

From the people who brought us Unforgotten Night based on a y-novel, about a young man nursing a heartbreak who has a one-night stand, but the other boy didn't want it to end. This turned out to be a pulp that wasn’t half as good as it should have been and even less memorable, but not terrible. 5/10 DON'T BOTHER unless you're v bored

City of Stars (Fri iQIYI) ep 3 of 12 - Oh it is such a pulp: the acting is not good and the script is terrible. Of course, I’m mildly enjoying it. Very good dream kissing. There's something appealing about these main characters - I think it's the moot crushes. We rarely get to see that. These days everything feels very one sided, this... isn't.

A Secretly Love (Thai WeTV) - Khonprot, a third-year hazer of the engineering faculty, has a secret crush on Pluem, a tsundere fourth-year head hazer. Over the years, he's seen Pluem cycle through girlfriends. Recently, after a public breakup, however, Khonprot thinks maybe a boy has a chance.

I tried but I can't get into my WeTV account anymore and I'm way too lazy to figure it out. I'll catch it grey if I can, since I've rebooted the bootlegging side of my BL life for Cherry Magic anyway.

So this show may stay in this section, or I may bump it down to "it's airing but..."

If anyone is watching it, let me know if it's good?

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Love For Love's Sake (Korea Weds iQIYI) 7-8fin - Ugh it was GREAT, despite some pretty telling flaws. I ended up feeling like some of the filming was amateurish (very overworked low angles - director's first feature, I assume), and the narrative is a little disjoined and on the nose, AND the subs are clumsy (which I don't expect from KBL) BUT I still loved it. (FYI - I wouldn't be so harsh on a BL for this kinda thing except one from Korea.)

Quick pitch:

This isekai-based KBL is about a man who must win a game by convincing a reserved teen outcast to fall in love with him. Of course, that teen represents himself and his own unhappiness. Like many queer narratives, this show is actually about self worth, trust, and found family, and it is VERY on the nose. But I don’t expect subtlety from my BL and I enjoyed it's truly lovely redemption arc and earnest performances. While I found the narrative a touch disjointed with overworked filming angles and poorer than average captions, this is certainly much better than early KBL in terms of consistency of tone, script, and immersion. Highly rewatchable and charming, which counts for a lot. 9/10

Trigger warning for suicide depicted.

Perfect Propose (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 4 of 6 - Gosh, it’s so lovely. But I do just constantly want to give them both hugs.

AntiReset (Taiwan Fri Viki/Gaga) ep 4 of 10 - Oh look, Taiwan has created yet another BL where I spend most of the time watching it grinning like an idiot. Surprise surprise. The pet name thing was fucking adorable. Also Taiwan once more proving they come by their "kings of kissing" title honestly. I mean to say. In a week of good kisses this one was just... WOW.

On the other hand, some of the underpinning themes are starting to v worry me (ownership, consent, age), and we only just got started, and I don't trust this production company so... I have concerns.

But also... YAY KISSES!

(I'm made of weak moral fiber.)

Although I Love You and You AKA Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 6 of 10 - Like many other shows on this list. I just enjoy it the most when the two leads are on screen together. So this episode was kind of lacking because they were apart for most of it. I also am starting to agree with the tone of the plot, that maybe they ARE better off as friends not lovers. (And I'm sure I'm not supposed to want that.) Oh Japan, must you?

My Strawberry Film (Japan Gaga) ep 1 of 8 - Oh it’s good. In the arthouse lane so don’t expect sweetness & light or an HEA. If there’s no cartoon aspect to a JBL, there’s usually no joy. But it is certainly good. Teens uncover some old film and a mystery around a pretty girl. The background music is wildly annoying (and rarely in the background).

It's Done

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - will binge when I have any spare time. 2024 is crazy busy for me so far.

The Servant and the Young Master - from Vietnam, it's on YouTube. I will give it a try when I have a window of time.

Began Beginning (Myanmar YouTube) - A Burmese BL? @heretherebedork vouched for it, so I will give it a watch.

7 Days Before Valentine (Weds WeTV) - Gave me Luminous Solution vibes have decided not to watch.

It's Airing But...

Dead Friend Forever (Thai iQIYI) - rumors are it's interesting. I'm waiting to know how it ends.

Ossans Love Season 2 (Japan Gaga) - 5 years later, will anything have changed? This is Japan so… probubly not. I won't be watching this. I disliked Season one and actively hated the follow ups. No thank you.

Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 14 eps - Dear Playboyy, it's not you, it’s me… I hate you. You’re about as deep (and as palatable) as a shot glass of cum. While I'm sure you’re someone’s kink, you're my weakest link. Goodbye. I DNFed this at ep 5. Frankly I'm impressed with myself for getting that far.

Time the series (Tue Gaga/YT) 10 eps - dropped it at ep 4.

Next Week Looks Like This:

2/24 Unknown (Taiwan Youku) 12 eps - Older brother tough guy breadwinner looks after his sister and defacto adopted little brother. Little bother falls in love with him and is sent away after a stolen kiss. But when he comes back…

Sam Lin has a cameo so even if I wasn't already excited, I'm in. We should be on our guard though, Taiwan will occasionally go edgy, dark, and sad... this could go there.

One assumes GMMTV is filling in the BL time slot with something queer on their YT Channel after Cooking Crush ends, they gonna lose subs if they don't. But I've not been paying attention to the chatter so I don't know which of their line-up it will be. I think G4 are filming/off radar now, and Earth is in that het noona thing? Plus they gotta sort out the IP for MIx-Up and Ossen. So it won't be one of the announced adaptations. They'll hold My Golden Blood for the high season, so I think it'll be one of the lesser known lead-outs. Wandee or Only Boo maybe? But they only just started filming those. Are we getting our long awaited GL? Anything else left from 2023 that I forgot about?

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Two crawling kisses from Thailand this week. Now this is a fetish I didn't know I had. Turns out, we love this one! (*waves hand in air* I speak for all of us now.)

Cooking Crush

City of Stars

Possibly the best tsundere to cinnamon roll pivot we've had in a long time.

Also the best asshole to KING pivot. Could we have a whole drama staring this character now? Please?

And finally our sunshine learning to love himself.

SIGH. what a lovely show.

And a good SMILEY kiss from a KBL.

And then some cute cuddles? Korea is spoiling me these days. I'm catching expectations now. What's next? Japan learns to kiss in their light BLs? Ha! I kill me.

(All Love for Love's Sake).

(Last week)

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