#and that is again OBVIOUSLY coming from the ppl that never liked him | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

batfleshh · 8 months

Note

Hi there! Im not sure if your requests are open, but could you do a Simon "Ghost" Riley x male reader fic? I was thinking about reader being a new recruit, which soap really likes to hang around with. Ghost and soap are buddies, obviously, but Ghost feels very jealous. :^

new recruit I

Ghost x M!Reader

Warnings: Ghost is a jealous bastard, he’s lowkey mean but like he gets nicer I swear, minor GhostSoap, gay ppl nasty, , gonna write a part two to this cause m too lazy to put it all in one sooo, drops this and scurries away

Price had called a small meeting between the task force to introduce you into it. You would be staying with them for a while, his reason why hitting deaf ears as the others stared at you, curiosity settling into their heads as they scanned you, almost trying to read into your soul.

Soap was the first to approach you after a little while, coming up to you like a puppy meeting a new person. His personality made you come out of your shell a little bit, striking up conversation right away as you both started to chat about stuff that seemed to be unimportant to everyone else.

Meanwhile, Ghost would just stare, almost glaring at you with a blank, intimidating expression. The only time he would speak to you was when it was absolutely necessary, not even sparing a glance at you when you would walk past him around the base. It didn’t bother you all that much, but it was a little hurtful.

One day, while you were just strolling around searching for something to do, or for someone to talk to, you happened to stumble upon Ghost and Soap. Soap seemed to be bubbly around the other with a positive, more playful attitude. You didn’t want to intrude on anything that wasn’t your business, so you decided it was best if you didn’t interact with them. Well it seemed like a good idea; until Johnny spotted you and quickly shouted out your name in excitement, beckoning you towards both him and Simon.

You quickly went to rambling out explanations, waving your hands around while trying to explain whatever was leaving your mouth. But he simply shook his head, walking over to you and dragging you to the spot where him and Ghost had been previously talking. You dared to look into Simons eyes, a polite, shy smile on your face when you mutter out a small “hello.” He looked you up, and then down, and then up again. He lifted his hand in a small greeting, going back to his conversation with Soap as if you weren’t there to begin with.

Another time, you and Soap had been rambling away to each other, completely minding your own business. Well, it was before Ghost came over and quickly stole him away from you, dull eyes watching as you couldn’t protest as Soap was immediately chatting away to him, you going completely unnoticed. A small frown crept its way onto your face, going back to sitting quietly by yourself.

It seemed like these kind of scenarios would go on forever, and they would never end. But one day when you just happened to stay up later than usual, something happened.

You couldn’t sleep, you knew it would be the worst pain in the ass in the morning, but you couldn’t for the life of you figure out why you were wide away. You sat in the kitchen of the base, eyes staring out into nothing as your head rested on the table, enjoying the quiet of the night. You were relaxed, key word “were”, because after a while, you heard someone sit right across from you, your head immediately shooting up alarmed at the sudden break in silence.

There he sat, mask halfway up off his face, uncovering his mouth. Ghost watched your expression fade from alarmed to one of calmness and confusion. You sat awkwardly, fingers quietly tapping against the table.

“So, you can’t sleep either?,” you asked sheepishly, an awkward chuckle following after it as he still stared at you. “I was just sitting out here, enjoying the quiet. It’s really nice in here like this.” You continued, head slowly going back onto the table.

“‘S fine. Don’t come out here much at this hour.” he finally spoke back, staring out a window at the night sky. You nodded, a small wave of relief washing over you at the slightly less awkward conversation. You continued to talk to him, somewhat satisfied with his low, gruff answers. When you finally felt that tired feeling slowly start to creep in, the sun was already rising. You groaned at the sight, knowing how groggy you were going to feel that day.

It surprised you that you both talked for that amount of time, a small sense of pride settled somewhere in your chest. Simon slowly stood up and stretched, you watched as his muscles in his arms strained as he lifted them above his head. You quickly averted your eyes back down, a warm glow ever so faintly tinting your cheeks.

“Hm, I’ll see ya ‘round.” He spoke briefly, voice rough as he turned to leave the table. You gave a small wave as he left, staring off into space as you sat and thought about your night.

~ ★

quick a/n: I’m definitely gonna write a part two to this, I just figured I could use this requests to set it up so sorry anon if this isn’t as much as ya expected it to be, but I’ll be sure to start working on the next part right away!!

also; I’ll be sure to start specifying if my reqs are open/closed, sorry for that!!

398 notes · View notes

seireitonin · 2 months

Text

“Toby/ other characters would be an abuser!1!” A talk on why that pisses me off

Hi. My name is Seirei. I don’t want to share super personal shit on the internet, but due to certain factors in my life I have BPD. (this is NOT self diagnosis. I have been to a professional and for now they think I have this due to certain trauma/ symptoms I’ve shown) This is part of the cluster B personality type. That being said Toby and many other creepypasta characters either canonically have ASPD/ BPD or it’s a generally accepted headcanon that they do. Now this in itself doesn’t bother me if it’s done well and with research. But the problem is most ppl just slap these labels onto them without doing the proper research. I’ve gotten multiple comments on my TikTok like “well I think Toby is an abuser bc he has ASPD/ BPD” I hate that. I hate that so much. You guys say it’s for “realism” but you’re just demonizing mental disorders. You’re demonizing people like me. In you having your “realism” youre hurting me and ppl in the cluster B personality type. ASPD/ BPD doesn’t instantly make you an abuser. These are personality disorders brought on trauma. Especially trauma with parents/ family. People with ASPD/ BPD know that we’re not well all the time. We’re suffering from disorders that affect our lives. From trauma/ experiences that we didn’t ask for. These are DISORDERS. These aren’t fake edgy illnesses that you can slap onto a character with no thought when you want them to be angsty. For example when ppl say “Toby would be an abuser/ not be capable of love because of his ASPD and he went through abuse in his past” not only are you taking away the depth of his character, you’re just straight up demonizing mental disorders. If you read his story, he loves his mom and sister so much. People with ASPD can love. But it does cause him to be obnoxious and rude. But this isn’t coming from a place of malice. He’s a traumatized man w a disorder! This isn’t me saying Toby can do no wrong and he’s 100% healthy. Toby definitely has issues and I’d never erase that. But to call him an abuser because he has ASPD is so gross and you’re just demonizing ASPD to be edgy without doing research on it or the cluster B personality type in general. As I said before, people with cluster B personality type KNOW we have disorders. We live with them every day. They affect our lives, our relationships, ourselves. We know that we fuck up and what we do isn’t healthy all the time. We KNOW. We’re not doing it because we’re “abusers” we’re suffering and hurting. Again this isn’t me saying that everyone with BPD/ ASPD is a good person who’s willing to do the work and grow. There are bad people with these disorders. But that doesn’t mean everyone who has them are instantly abusive. I’m not an abuser at all. Never have been and never will be. But BPD does affect me and the way I act that can come off as hurtful/ unhealthy and I KNOW THAT. Im always actively putting in the work to be better, like a lot of people with ASPD/ BPD. Just because we have these disorders doesn’t instantly mean we can’t change/ be better. Doesn’t mean we’re not humans with emotions/ trauma of our own. Toby obviously had to do some kind of inner work to be able to be with Clockwork the way kastoway portrayed them. (If it’s canon or not is irrelevant here)When you say shit like “Toby is abusive bc of ASPD/ BPD” that’s what you’re telling us you think of us. You see us and treat us like monsters but then talk about how much you love Toby/ other characters for having our very real disorder. ASPD/ BPD can be seen as two sides of the same coin. They have so many similarities but are shown in different ways. Do proper research before you talk about mental health because you’re stigmatizing/ demonizing disorders that are already looked down upon. Toby does canonically have ASPD and possibly BPD but it’s written into his character pretty well(as well as a 13 year old in the 2010s can do) and now that ppl are older we can actually analyze his character/story correctly. But Jeff and many other characters still aren’t getting this same treatment and they need it.Do better.

#creepypasta #creepypasta hcs #creepypasta characters #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta headcanon #crp #ticci toby #ticci toby headcanons #ticci toby hc #ticci toby hcs #jeffthekillerhcs #jeffthekiller #seireitonin

152 notes · View notes

strawberrysodaslut · 2 years

Note

STEVE GETTING JEALOUS BECAUSE EDDIE IS GETTING CLOSE TO YOU SO HE FUCKS YOU AND OVERSTIMULATES YOU AND AFTER YOURE LIKE “what was that for” AND HE TELLS YOU WND YOURE LIKE “you know eddie’s gay right?”

(just an fyi, in this eddie would be okay with you telling ppl obvi)

Bitter - Steve Harrington x Reader

❛ ━━━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫･━━━━━━━━━ ❜

[ Steve Harrington Masterlist ]

[ Main Masterlist ]

❛ ━━━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫･━━━━━━━━━ ❜

word count: 2.6k

summary: Steve has always been jealous of your relationship with Eddie, convinced he was in love with you. When you take Eddie to a party, his jealously goes wild, making sure Eddie knows exactly who is your boyfriend.

warnings: steve harington x fem!reader, gay!eddie munson x fem!reader (platonic), SMUTT, unprotected sex, fingering, choking, squirting, overstim, multiple orgasms, semi-public sex, car sex

join taglist <- tags in reblog

❛ ━━━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫･━━━━━━━━━ ❜

You and Eddie were good friends- you’d go as far as to call him your best friend. Regardless of what people said about him, you knew how sweet he was, how kind, how goddamn funny he was. It wasn’t exactly a new thing for people to think you two were dating- many people asked you if you were. But you always shut them down, telling them the two of you were, and will only be, friends.

One thing that made you certain that Eddie didn’t have feelings for you, was him coming out to you. It was very late at night, the two of you higher than the goddamn Sun when he admitted it to you. Obviously, you understood why he was so apprehensive about telling you, in a town like this- anyone gay would HAVE to assume everyone was homophobic to survive.

But you never really got the anger surrounding gay people, they’re just trying to love who they love. How would that be different from a man and a woman? You’d learnt early in life not to ask questions like that, but it was always in the back of your mind.

You could feel the tension in Eddie’s shoulders disappear when you pulled him into a hug, promising him that nothing had changed between the two of you, and swearing that you wouldn’t tell anyone.

To be honest, knowing the truth made the dating rumours all the more hilarious, you and Eddie in fits of laughter whenever someone asked.

The rumours quickly died down when you started dating Steve, you weren’t sure if he had ever heard the rumours, but if he had, he knew they weren’t true. You were his, not anyone else’s, certainly not Eddie’s.

But no matter how much it bothered Steve, he would rather die than say anything about being jealous of Eddie Munson.

Eddie on the other hand didn’t have that quality.

You swear to god, if you had a dollar for every time he said, “I know he’s your boyfriend and all, but he pisses me off.”, you’d be a damn millionaire.

Once again, the source of the jealousy wasn’t about you- it was about Dustin. Because for every word Dustin spoke about Eddie, he spoke ten about Steve. The kid looked up to Eddie, but Steve was his goddamn idol.

Because of this, Eddie and Steve never really spoke to each other- let alone hung out. But all that changed at Chrissy’s birthday party.

You had known Chrissy since you were a toddler, spending a lot of your time doing ‘gymnastics tricks’ on the playground, your parents screaming at you to be careful as your head had near-misses with the asphalt.

But as close as you and Chrissy were, you hated her friends. The girls on the cheer team were nice- to you at least. But some of the boy's basketball team were just… evil, they would spend all day bullying anyone who was even the slightest bit different, and then spends their weekends preaching about ‘loving thy neighbour’. You didn’t fit in with them at all.

So when you got the invite, you knew you needed backup. Steve was pretty easy to convince, being friends with a lot of the attendees, but Eddie, he was a tough one to crack.

“Why? Why in God’s name would I go to Chrissy’s party?” He said, crossing his arms over his chest in annoyance.

“Because…” You knew this was gonna be work, so you put on your award-winning doe eyes and started the guilt trip. “If you’re not there, you’ll be leaving me with jerks like Jason, and we swore not to do that to each other.”

Eddie rolls his eyes, knowing what you were doing, “You don’t have to go you know?” He says.

You shook your head at him, “Eds, I’ve been friends with her since we could walk, I have to go to her birthday party. Come on, it’ll be fun! You even said it yourself Chrissy was a nice girl, don’t you want to commemorate her birthday with your best friend?”

He pauses, knowing you’re right. “Fine.” He says, dragging out the ‘e’, “But you’re driving me, I don’t want those laundry basket freaks keying my van.”

You laugh, accepting his terms, intentionally leaving out the fact that you were also driving Steve.

After careful consideration, you decided to pick up Steve first, you told him you were also driving another person to the party, but you left out who. So when you turned into the trailer park, his eyebrows furrowed. “Why are you taking Max to the- oh you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” He says as Eddie walks out of his trailer, recognising your car and walking towards it.

You thank every god there could be that you had tinted windows, ensuring Eddie didn’t see Steve until he was already in the car. Starting the car as soon as he gets in.

“What the fuck is he doing here?” Eddie complains, slumping in his seat.

Steve shrugs, “Could say the same thing about you, Munson.”

Of course, this is the one thing they agreed on.

The rest of the car ride was torture, no one said a single word the entire time. You quickly regretted your entire decision, all hope of tonight being the night where Eddie and Steve finally got along disappearing the closer you got to the party.

When you finally get to the party, Eddie honestly looks excited to get out of the car, immediately walking into the house with his little lunchbox in hand. You couldn’t blame him for bringing it, if he isn’t gonna enjoy the party he may as well make some money from it right?

You and Steve were quick to follow, Steve almost immediately ditching you for his old jock friends. Leaving you and Eddie to fend for yourselves.

Despite the… awkward energy in the air, you and Eddie managed to have a pretty fun time, even convincing him to dance to some Madonna with you- in exchange for permission to rant about how pop music is the bane of our existence. But he couldn’t hide the smile on his face as you twirled him.

What you didn’t see was Steve’s glare from across the room. He wasn’t an idiot- of course, he heard the rumours about you and Eddie, and he trusted you, he really did. He just didn’t trust Eddie.

Nothing could convince him Eddie wasn’t in love with you, the way he looked at you would’ve been enough, but it's also the fact he’s known you for YEARS. Anyone who knew you for that long had to be in love with you, Steve was within a few months. He couldn’t keep watching this, you were so oblivious. How could you not tell?

Steve didn’t know Eddie well, but he knew one thing for sure.

Eddie needs to learn his fucking place.

You had left Eddie to continue his “business transactions” when Steve came up to you, arms wrapping around your front as he hooked his chin onto your shoulder.

“Hey” You mutter, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “‘You having fun?”

He nods, angling his head to pepper small kisses on your neck. You giggle, moving your body to capture his lips in a kiss. His hands glide up to your waist while yours hook into his hair.

“Wanna find somewhere private?” He mutters into your lips.

You nod, “Definitely, but all of the- private rooms are… taken.” You say, remembering watching different members of the cheer squad walk upstairs with jocks.

Steve pulls back from the kiss, his eyebrows furrowed, “how are they all taken?” he said. He knew how much the basketball team got around, but Jesus Christ. “Guess we gotta go for a drive…”

Steve practically drags you to your car, not that you weren’t following. The place you parked was quite… hidden, so there was no real fear of being caught. The two of you piled into the seat, Steve immediately pulling you into his lap.

He captures your lips into a kiss, “I’m gonna be rough, yeah? Is that okay?” he says in between kisses. You nod, gasping as he slips his hand up your shirt, groping your breast. He shakes his head, “Words, I need words.”

You whine, rolling your hips down onto his lap, already needy, “Please touch me, Steve,” You beg.

That’s all it takes for Steve to push his fingers under your skirt, moving your panties to the side as he slides his fingers through your slick. “Shit,” He mutters, “Always so fuckin’ wet for me.”

And with that, he pushes two fingers into you, curling them against your spot. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, begging him to touch you more as his thumb rubs circles on your clit.

He picks a steady pace with his fingers, nearly completely slipping them out of you before thrusting them back in. You let out a near-pornographic moan, causing Steve to move his free hand from your breast to your throat, cutting off your moan as he applies pressure. The buzz from the oxygen deprivation only adds to the pleasure Steve is giving you.

“Shut the fuck up. We don’t want anyone finding us.” He says, whispering soft ‘shhs’ as he refuses to relent the torturous pace on your clit as he pounds his fingers into you.

Steve was lying however, he wouldn’t mind Eddie finding out how good HE was making you feel, reminding him that he would never be able to do the same. But Steve will have to just settle for him seeing the aftermath.

Steve can tell your close, your walls clamping around his fingers, he prods a third finger at your entrance before thrusting it into you, the stretch sending you over the edge.

When the coil snaps, you swear the world ends for a moment, only pleasure remaining. Your hips stuttering as they roll against his hand.

As you come down from your high you expect his hands to slow, getting ready to slip out of you. But they don't, in fact, Steve seems to have picked up the pace, watching you with an eager eye as oversensitivity bites at you.

“Steve, please” You moan, unsure if you're begging for him to stop or keep going.

He presses kisses down your throat, “One more for me, come on, you can do one more.” He asks, voice slightly muttered by your skin.

You moan, nodding against him as the overstimulation fades to pleasure. You grind your hips down, riding his fingers as he continues to flick at your clit.

It doesn’t take long for you to cum again, your hands tugging at his long locks, face buried into his neck as you writhe against him.

“Good girl,” He groans, fingers still guiding you through your orgasm, slowing to a stop when you start to pull away. You’re already pulling at his belt buckle when he pulls his fingers out of you. He lifts his hips to help you tug his jeans and boxers down his thighs, his hard cock springing out and hitting his stomach.

You lift your hips, lining up his cock. Just as you’re about to slowly slide down, Steve thrusts up, tugging you down as he bottoms out. You moan out, gripping his shoulders as he immediately thrusts up into you.

Normally when you were fucking like this, Steve was more than happy to let you ride, enjoying watching you in control, but now… you don’t know what’s gotten into him.

But you weren’t about to complain.

You let him fuck into you, using his hands on your hips to grind you onto him. He hits deep in you, and your eyes roll back into your head. “Fuck, Steve.” You say, cradling your hands in his hair- just looking for something to hold on to.

Steve moves one of his hands from your hips to your clit, rubbing harsh circles on the swollen nub, barrelling you to your orgasm. “Holy-shit, Steve, close.” You stutter out in between moans.

He takes that as a sign to fuck harder into you, nearly fully exiting you before harshly thrusting back into you, going as deep and as quick as he can. Finding a spot on your neck and biting down to suck a bruise- just to keep himself quiet.

The warmth in your stomach grows stronger, until a wave crashes over you, your body going completely lax, a massive amount of wet presenting itself as you squirt around him. Steve pulls off your neck, moaning out as your walls clamp around him, spurting his cum into you as he rocks you through your respective orgasms.

It’s not until he stops moving that you see the mess you’ve made. His jeans are completely soaked. The car seats are wet, but thankfully nothing a good clean won't fix.

Steve holds you against himself, watching carefully as you take in the mess, still mewling from the orgasm. “That was so hot,” He says, tilting your head to his face, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“Your jeans…” You mutter, brushing your hands through his hair.

He chuckles, “I brought a spare change of clothes since we said I’m staying over”

You sigh, body relaxing knowing he wouldn’t have to go back in with soaked jeans. He slides out of you, laying you down on the backseat while he grabs his overnight bag, as well as some tissues from the glovebox.

He carefully cleans you up, apologising every time he bumps your sensitive clit, before changing into new jeans, they were a different colour than the ones he was wearing before, so people were gonna figure out what had happened, but you didn't care.

You make eye contact with Eddie as you walk back into the party, you gesture your head to the drinks and then at him, asking if he wants one. He nods, and you walk towards the drinks table, ready to grab you, Eddie and Steve a drink.

Steve sits next to Eddie, he’s sitting in a secluded spot, so Steve knows he’s been dealing. He watches as you slightly limp towards the drinks. Eddie looks between you and Steve, then notices the change in jeans. A knowing smirk forms on his face.

“Jesus dude, you couldn’t wait ‘til you got home?” Eddie says, laughing as you stumble back with the drinks. “She can’t even walk properly, holy shit.”

Steve rolls his eyes, finally ready to put an end to this. “Look man, I know you have a thing for her or whatever, but you’ve gotta back off. She doesn’t like you back” He says, turning to Eddie, “Understood?”

Eddie’s brows are furrowed, confusion written all over his face, “Yeah,” he says, chuckling before turning to Steve, “You know I’m gay, right?”

7K notes · View notes

httpiastri · 2 months

Text

bunny bandaids and forehead kisses – jmm21

your boyfriend is tough when he's out on track – but not as much in real life.

genre: fluff fluff fluff

pairing: reader x pepe marti

warnings: mentions of a scrape and tiny bit of blood but that's it

word count: 1k

requested: hm not really but the ppl have been asking for pepe fics so 🤭

author's note: hello hello!! finallyyy posting this :) loved writing abt him, and will definitely write more of these short types of fics for him again in the future. thanks for all of the love and the pepe asks, giving me so much energy <33 and big shoutout to my fave cutie @norrisgrl for proofreading the spanish 🫶🫶 hope u all enjoy reading !!

‎‎‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎

"big breaths now, okay?"

your voice is soft and low, eyes following the way the antiseptic pours onto the rag you're holding. pepe nods, inhaling deeply through his nose as you take his wrist on one of your hands, holding his palm up. you think he's prepared, but when the rag meets his still bleeding skin, his eyes squeeze shut and he can't help but hiss. you let out a chuckle – nothing about his injury is funny per se, but there's something so cute about your usually so tough boyfriend acting like this.

when he crashes a car at several hundred kilometers per hour, there's no issue. he'll walk away without even looking back.

but when he falls onto the ground and scrapes his hand on the asphalt while playing with his five-year-old cousin, he's like a baby. he needs your help instantly.

you're both at pepe's grandparents' house for the weekend, for you to get a chance to meet his extended family for the first time. you had been chatting with his mother and aunt out in the sunshine when pepe came over to you, showing off his hand and asking if you could help him out. you obviously couldn't help but agree to clean him up, knowing that he's way too clumsy to fix it by himself.

so here you are in one of the bathrooms of the house, with pepe propped up on the lid of the toilet as you're crouched down next to him with the supplies you've managed to find in the cabinets. you've gotten the tiny rocks and most of the other dirt out of his skin already; now you just need to clean it properly so it doesn't end up infected, since an infection would be a complete nightmare when he needs to be wearing those stuffy racing gloves for hours upon hours.

pepe lets out a small groan when you press too hard on his skin, face twisting in pain. "sorry, baby," you say, your free hand coming up to caress his cheek. "just a little more now…"

just as you're about to brush his cut with the rag again, the sound of the door behind you creaking open meets your ears. when you look over your shoulder, you find pepe's cousin peeking in through the crack in the door.

"marta," you hum, plastering a soft smile onto your lips. "do you want to come in?"

the girl stays quiet and doesn't move an inch, seemingly not daring to even open the door enough to stick her head in through it. pepe lets out a short sigh. "primita, come here."

the little girl would never disobey her favorite cousin, so it doesn't take long before she waddles up to him. "pepe," she whines, a pout prominent on her lips. your boyfriend's hands reach for her sides, lifting her up easily and placing her down sideways on one of his legs.

"what is it, hm?" he asks, eyes soft when he looks down at her. she's staring at the ground, feet swinging in the air, a worried expression on her face.

"i'm sorry for… hurting you..." marta is already teary-eyed when pepe tilts her chin up and makes her look at him. he shakes his head instantly.

"cariño, you didn't hurt me, okay?" his hand moves from her chin to wipe away her tears with his thumb, before wrapping his arm around her back to hold her close. "just like i told you out there, i'm fine. i promise." her pout still hasn't disappeared and she doesn't seem convinced, so your boyfriend holds up his bruised hand to her. "look, it's just a little scrape. and besides, i've got auntie y/n here to help me out."

her gaze darts to you. "are you a doctor?" she asks, seeing the rag and bottle of antiseptic in your hands.

your eyes flicker between marta and the smirk on pepe's lips, and you can't help but nod. "sometimes, yes." anything to ease her mind right now. "i just need to clean him up a little so it... feels better."

the way she bats her eyes up at pepe makes his heart melt. "does it hurt?"

"not if you hold my hand."

the boy holds his uninjured hand out to her, and she instantly places her own much smaller hand in it. he wraps it around hers, giving it a squeeze, before nodding to you that he's ready again. this time, pepe only winces slightly but stays otherwise calm when you clean the little cuts on his palm – the bond between the two of them apparently really is that strong.

when he's finally all cleaned up, you begin looking through the cabinet for some bandaids. "okay, we have..." you start, pulling out three boxes. "regular bandaids, spiderman bandaids, or," you look up at marta with a grin. "bunny bandaids."

"bunnies!"

you've pulled it out and ripped off the wrapper of the bandaid before pepe can even begin to interject, and you hold it out to the little girl. "can you put it on for me?" you ask and she nods, her eyes twinkling as she grabs the bandaid.

you briefly shift your focus to discard the wrapper and put all of your supplies into the cabinet again, and you turn back just in time to see your boyfriend lean down, pressing a sweet kiss to marta's forehead. "thank you, cielo," he says, before glancing up at you. "and thank you."

with his free hand, he reaches forward to the back of your neck, pulling you down to his level. then, he places a kiss to your forehead too, a big smile on his lips when he pulls away and looks between you and marta.

"mis chicas favoritas."

132 notes · View notes

whalesforhands · 10 months

Note

Hi!<33 hope your having a great day!<33 let me just say that I love your geto x reader x Gojo x Shoko stories! They're so funny and sweet! I just love how you write them and their dynamique with the reader! And once I started reading the series I couldn't stop imagining the trio finding out one day after she didn't attend class that poor reader is sick! 🥺 How wold they take of her? (I can't stop imagining Geto and Gojo arguing with eachother while Shoko snuggles with reader and feeds her soup 😂)

Anyway if you don't want to do this ask that's fine! ☺️ Lots of kisses and continue the good work! 💕 (If I mispelled something wrong sorry! English's not my first language)

in sickness and in health (geto x reader x gojo, shoko x reader)

this is totally not just me trying to tide you all over because the main series is taking a long time to write

masterlist

warnings: sick ppl are gross, wear masks, wash ur hands, celsius is used instead of Fahrenheit bcs i say so

You should’ve heeded your body’s warnings to you. Laying in your bed, thermometer sticking out of your mouth as the fever relief patch on your forehead sticks despite your sweat slick self.

Hearing the beeping, you eyes glazed over as you pulled the instrument out, saliva feeling repulsively thick as you stared at the thermometer screen, your breaths short and your pajamas feeling abnormally warm, sticky and gross.

39.4 °C.

You’re absolutely burning up. You shouldn’t have gone with that plan. You knew. You knew, yet you still did it anyway.

“Just get on!” His arm is waving at you from afar, his white button up billowing in the summer breeze.

“Come on, trust us!”

“Plus!” He smacks a smiling Suguru’s shoulder. “Suguru doesn’t skip leg day!”

You should’ve never trusted him. You and Shoko both. Not when he had all 4 of you squeeze onto that bicycle.

“WAHAHAHAH!” Gojo was hysterical as he laughed at your three river-soaked forms. Laughing merrily at his dry and perfectly put-together state from using Infinity to save himself.

“You all look terrible! AHAHAHAHA!” He’s pulling out his phone to snap a quick selfie shots. You’re helping Shoko, shifting a lock of her wet hair away from her face to reveal her grumpy expression.

“Come here.” She beckons you closer, a sweet smile, dripping with anger on her face as her hand moves to tuck your wet hair behind your ear.

Suguru grunts as he looks towards his significant other’s camera, eyes flittering to both you and Shoko sharing secrets as she cups a hand over your ear. You’re both fine. That’s a relief.

His eyes focus back on his still cackling boyfriend. His brown eyes darken with a thirst for payback. “Satoru~, help me out why don’tcha?” A chirp sweetened with an affectionate tone, a benevolent smile bestowed as he holds an amicable hand out, waiting to be helped up as he sits in the water, drenched to the very bone as his now translucent shirt begins to stick to his skin.

You hear Gojo snort in retort, waving off the black-haired sorcerer. “Ya think I’m gonna fall for that? Try harder, babe.” He’s very obviously eyeing the now more exposed Geto, before his eyes met yours. Prepared. Ready.

Shoko is done, her gaze surreptitiously meets Suguru’s own.

“Satoru…” Your watery eyes and helpless expression meets his, a tremble pairing your frowning lips and gem-like eyes shining with your feeble tears.

“Are you not going to help me…?”

Hook, line and sinker.

“L-look, it w-wasn’t on purpose,” He’s gulping as he starts to trek into the water, his shoes getting soaked. Infinity has been forgotten. “I only wanted to-!”

He’s tackled back by 3 weights, all landing on top of him as they start to laugh and splash water onto his still surprised form.

You’re nauseous, head on your far-too-warm pillow as you smile slightly at the memory. Okay. Maybe it was worth it. Just a little.

(You do feel a little better.)

You feel another wave of queasiness hit you once again, your hand over your mouth as you gag, yesterday’s dinner threatening to crawl up your oesophagus and cover your freshly changed sheets with bile.

Oh.

You’ll have to send Shoko a text. You hope she doesn’t mind being disturbed when class has only just begun 2 minutes ago…

——

Insistent knocks at your door wake you into consciousness, your eyes snapping open and trying to clear your cloudy sight.

“C-come in!” Your voice is rough, a consequence that occurred after throwing your guts out in the bathroom. Your stomach hurts, the acid eating at its inner lining as it growls for food.

You haven’t eaten. You probably smell bad. You look horrible.

“A-actually- P-Please don’t come-!” Too late. Your room’s been intruded by 3 individuals.

“Your favourite nurses are here to soothe you back to health!”

You internally groan at the boisterous loud voice. Shoko had told all of them.

——

You see a disgruntled Satoru, cheeks puffed up as he marches into your room with a just as displeased Shoko crossing her arms and pouting.

They’ve been kicked out of the kitchen by a fed up Suguru.

“What do you mean we can’t just buy her instant porridge from the convenience store? It’s instant!” Gojo waves a whisk around as he dons the frilly pink apron, head on Geto’s shoulder and leaning onto him.

Suguru wants to smack someone. He holds himself back as he washes the rice, despite the disturbance, sleeves pulled up to his elbows as he swirls the water within the pot.

It’s for you. It’s for you. It’s for you. It’s for-

“Because it’s not healthy-“ His anger becomes slow irritation as he feels a vein pop when he sees Shoko poking the sweet potato with a pair of scissors.

“Both of you.” His smile is menacing as his aura overtakes the room.

“Get out.”

That’s why both of them were here now, fluffing your pillow, wiping your head with a cold cloth.

“Do you want to change clothes?” You hear Shoko whisper, her voice lulling and pacifying your senses as Satoru does his one task of continuously dabbing your head with a warm cloth.

(He was making a mess of everything else. Shoko delegated him to cloth duty.)

You can only muster a nod. Your clothing is uncomfortable, and she must’ve noticed.

(“Gojo.” She smiles at him as she caresses your warm face. “Get out.”

“Again?!”)

——

She’s helping you out of your clothing, your front slumping into her shoulder as she undid the buttons of your pajamas, the washcloth dragging gently across your damp skin.

Your guilt is starting to kick in.

“I’m-“ Your voice is starting to die. “I’m sorry for being such…” You suck in a breath through your sick haze. It’s hard to breathe. “A burden.” You do. You’re so weak. So useless.

Getting this sick over a culmination of your own horrible habits. Not eating enough, not sleeping enough, not getting enough liquids in during the day… Not taking care of yourself.

You did this to yourself, yet they have to clean up after you. They, who had their lives put together, their own lives to live. Yet, they’re wasting time caring about you.

Do they think you’re doing this only for their attention too? You’re not surprised if they ar-

“Don’t be sorry for things that you’re not at fault for.” Her tone is dismissive but firm. “We’re here because we want to be. Stop being such a downer.”

A pat to your cheek despite the blunt words. A reality to your delusion.

She cares. They care. Deeply.

You could almost cry at her genuity. Scratch that, you already are.

You hide your face away into her shoulder, tears starting to gather.

“…thank you.”

(“It’s not fair that you had to kick me out to do that! I could’ve done it too!”

“Pervert.”)

——

“Aaa…” You’re opening your mouth just as Gojo flies another ‘aircraft’ into it.

(You’re embarrassed. He wouldn’t give it to you any other way. Or normally.)

“Good girl!” He’s ruffling your hair, grin stretched wide across his lips in pure elation as he feeds you.

“Just a few more bites then you can take your medicine!”

You swallow down the piping hot rice porridge that Satoru personally blew on to cool down, the lingering ginger and chives leaving a pleasant aftertaste in your mouth.

“Is… Did you get the syrup version…?” You stare, afraid as you see Suguru holding a tray with the familiar dark liquid and brand, coupled with a tall glass of water.

Satoru’s sunglasses suddenly glint. “Is someone scared of a little medicine?~”

——

Suguru presses the spoon against your trembling lips as you hesitantly part them, allowing the disgusting liquid to run down your throat as he immediately hands you the water.

Your face is grimacing in disgust, in pain and revulsion as you hold the water in your mouth, struggling to swallow down the vile substance.

(You eventually do when Suguru lightly places a hand on your shoulder, relaxing you.)

Applause reverberates throughout your room.

“Congrats!”

“Good job.”

“See? I knew you could do it.”

“…are you all making fun of me?”

masterlist

Notes:

Geto would’ve been the one feeding you, but he saw how dejected Gojo was at not really being able to ‘care’ for you other than being the errand boy sent out to buy the cold medicine.

You drank that medicine after you were promised crepe cake from that nearby bakery.

Shoko was the one who brought up that compromise.

The trio actually wanted to leave the lesson immediately after Shoko got your text. Yaga denied them, but he let them off early on purpose.

Yaga visited your dorm when all 4 of you were in it, coming in to check on you.

He hopes none of 3 get sick from spending so much time with you. Especially with how they basically fell asleep around your bed.

“Kids.” He mumbled, throwing blankets around all of them before he turned the lights off, gently shutting your door.

#geto x reader x gojo #jjk x reader #gojo satoru x reader #whalewrites #getou suguru x reader #dyf au #ieiri shoko x reader #satosugu x reader #jjk fluff

334 notes · View notes

norwegiankafka · 5 months

Text

Nightmare [Joker, Fluff]

Synopsis: You woke up in the middle of the night because of nightmare. Little did you realize, you're not the only one woken up.

a/n 𖦹 joker fluff bc I saw not a lot of ppl doing this hehe. hope you like it!

tw & cw ✰ cursing.

Sweats starts beads your forehead. The air that surrounds you starts pressuring you, as if there is an invisible power that suck up all of the oxygen. Your ragged breathing and aircon sound is all you hear in the middle of the night. You huffs, mentally noting yourself to not watch horror movies prior to sleeping in the night. Duly noted.

You try looking at the clock, which fails, because the lights are off and there's barely a light coming from outside, neither inside. Joker sleeps soundly without a care in the world, faint snores could be heard. When you turn on your phone briefly, to check the time, he grunts a little bit in his sleep. Maybe the light from your phone displeased him, since he always sleeping in a near pitch black room. You reached your hand to rub his back repetitively, in order to lull him back to sleep. He responds by rubbing his disheveled blue-ish gray hair to your neck.

Your throat feels really dry, and you need to grab a glass of water, like, right now. But Joker, who obviously didn't know, latched himself better on your body. Personal body heater, heh. He starts pulling you onto his direction, trying to find a comfortable position in his sleep. And then he starts snoring softly, again.

You starts to lift Joker's hand. Damnit. Should've known better that his hand is heavy as fuck. Why is his hand are so heavy?

With all your willingness left in your body in the middle of the night, you are finally free from his hold and now are sitting in the bed, trying to figure way out of his room without using any lights.

Poor you, there's a bag that he often bring to competition, which you cannot see, in the pitch-black room. Your feet suddenly kicked the bag.

"Ow! What the fuck-" You yelled. Shit. He's awake now.

"Where d'you wanna go?" He mumbles groggily, not fully awake and still registering things that's happening.

"'M just gonna grab glass of water. Go back to sleep, Jo." You close the door as you finished your sentence.

Tiptoeing around his house, you grab a glass of water and drink them. Water never tastes as good as 3 am water, you think. Putting back your glass to the sink, you go back to his room.

Little did you know, Joker wasn't sleeping again after you left him to grab a glass of water. He just kinda lays there, eyes open staring at the ceiling with his hands under his head.

"You're back."

"Mhm." You hum for an answer.

You get under the covers, meeting his warm, soft skin under the duvet. He, absentmindedly reaching for your waist, putting his arms around it perfectly, as if it was perfectly sculptured for his arms. His arms only.

"You're having nightmares again, d'you?" Joker's voice breaks the silence. "Why don't you wake me up, hm?"

"Don' wanna disturb your sleep. You looks," You comb his hair out of his hair. Something that he'd never wanna do, but let you nevertheless. "so tired after the competition. I'm fine, really. Go sleep."

He grunts a little, letting out an annoyed sigh, (you know he didn't meant it) "Just let me take care of you next time, 'kay?"

He holds you flush upon his body, rubbing your back repeatedly. Just the way you always like it. You breathe slowly after the time passed, surrounded by his faint perfume scent and soap. You feel drowsier. By the time the clock hits 3 in the morning, you finally asleep, wrapped in his arms, snug and sound.

Joker, later kisses your forehead and temple slowly. "I just want you to know that I'm always here for you, whenever you need me, baby."

He dozes off, following you a little later.

#windbreaker #joker windbreaker #joker windbreaker x reader #joker wb x reader #joker wb

177 notes · View notes

minnielvr · 5 months

Text

cold chocolate - kim seungmin

˚ ༘ pairing bf! seungmin x fem! reader

˚ ༘ genre fluff, angst!!, seungmins a bit of a meanie :(

˚ ༘ wc 3.4k

˚ ༘ note never writing smth this long (okay 3k words☠️) again idfk how sum ppl do it😭 sorry if this bad guys i cant write rlly good🦦merry xmas!!!

"hey y/n can you come out here?" seungmin called to you from your guys' living room.

"yea whats up babe?" you went over to the couch and sat next to him.

"promise you wont be mad?" he looked at you and raised a brow while grabbing your hand.

"oh god seungmin what did you do now?" you chuckled. obviously you thought that whatever he was going to tell you wasn't that shocking and he was just exaggerating, but you were so wrong.

"no y/n this is serious."

"o-oh okay. uhm whats wrong?" you were starting to get nervous now. does he want to break up? did he cheat on you? a million thoughts raced through your head but not one of them was what he was about to tell you.

"i'm not gonna be home for christmas.." he said it so casually as he looked down in his lap.

"oh."

now usually missing holidays wouldn't be such a problem for you two, except christmas. you guys dont really celebrate anything other than valentines, chuseok, and birthdays, sometimes you guys dont even celebrate birthdays. but christmas? it was a must. you were going to go back home to your family with him for the first time. he had even said yes. now all of a sudden he cant? whats more important?

you inhaled a shaky breath and asked, "why?"

"well you know, we have practice to do, and we have to record some things. so i'll be staying at the dorms." he shrugged and let go of your hands. thinking you were fine.

now that pissed you off. practice? recording? he couldn't skip one week of work for christmas? he was never like this, he has never put his work over you.

"seriously seungmin?. you cant just skip a week of work for christmas? you're putting 'some practice' over me?" you looked up at him with an open mouth.

"no y/n, i cannot." he glared at you. why was he giving you attitude all of a sudden? its not like you're the one who will be missing christmas.

"care to explain why?" you crossed your arms.

"dont you get it y/n? my work is harder than yours, you literally do nothing but sit down at a desk all day and book peoples appointments," he slowly started to raise his voice. "you dont get it all. i cant just be home all the time to give you attention. since when were you so clingy?"

you stood up from the couch and backed away from him, scared of him yelling at you. were you really that annoying? your eyes started to water.

"seungmin wh-why are you getting so mad? i'm just asking you to take a week off for christmas, im sure they'll let you. beside you need a break too." you said while looking down, trying to avoid eye contact so he couldn't see your tears.

"i'm mad because you're annoying! i dont want to take a week off. i cant be with you all the time y/n. leave me alone." he turned to the tv and turned it on, acting as if nothing happened.

at this point there were tears running down your face. how could he be so rude and say something like that? sure you guys have had arguments before and said things, but never like this. he the level-headed one in the relationship. he always keeps his cool during arguments because he knows how upset you get.

maybe it is your fault though. maybe you ask for too much attention and let him do all the work in the relationship. maybe you should leave him alone until christmas is over.

"okay. i'm sorry that im too clingy. i'll just leave" you turned around on your foot to go get your backpack with all your things. you'll stay with a friend or something. maybe you were overreacting a bit but you didn't really care, how could your boyfriend just ditch family plans for christmas like that?

"yea whatever, i dont care" and he dismissed your statement just like that.

now that hurts.

one of your best friends since you were 5, areum, was jeongins girlfriend. you and her were out one day and saw the two of them together, jeongin asked for aerums for her number first and seungmin asked you out a few weeks later. the rest is history.

you just arrived to aerums house and she graciously welcomed you in. seeing the tear stains on your face and your nose red, she figured you had walked here. she was correct. on the way out of your and seungmin's shared apartment, you had forgotten your car keys. but by the time you realized you were already too far down and didn't want to go back up to grab them, especially because seungmin would probably still be in there.

"so? tell me what happened babes" she guided you over to her couch and sat down next to you.

you explained what had happened and she fully agreed with you on your view of the whole thing. i mean, if he already said yes to the plans, why would he switch up all of a sudden? and seungmin would usually take a sick day or soemthing if you asked, he cared about you a lot. you're not saying that he has to prioritize his work over you, but the least he could do was tell you in a nice way or just take a few days off for christmas.

"but wait. that doesn't make sense.." aerum furrowed her eyebrows.

"huh? why?" you looked up at her.

"jeongin said that they have a little christmas break or something like that. i mean, we aren't going anywhere but he said that the boys have no schedules and practices," she looked at you nervously. "do you think that maybe seungmins lying to you?"

well he definitely is, theres no question about that. you just didn't want to believe that he would actually lie to you about something like this.

"n-no he would never..," you looked down in your lap. "oh my god he doesn't want to see my family. he probably thinks i'm rushing into it right? but we were supposed to go to his parents house after that, how is that fair?" you were coming up with all these excuses to not make him look like the bad guy in this situation but there really isnt any. he lied to you and called you cling and annoying. thats the hard truth.

"hey hey calm down its okay," aerum side hugged you and started rubbing your shoulders. "i'm sure it's just a little problem with miscommunication hm? it could be fixed like this." she snapped her finger.

"y-yea of course." you hiccuped. "can i just stay here for the night though? i don't feel like going back yet." you looked up to aerum with wide, teary eyes.

"aw of course honey." she squished your cheeks. "go shower and i'll get some food ready for us. we can watch a movie." she smiled at you and tapped your back to usher you to the bathroom.

you smiled and agreed with her and went to shower. turning the water to borderline boiling so you could release all your thoughts.

you put on some of aerums spare clothes and stepped out of the bathroom and walked to the main room. she had the movie 'home alone' waiting to be played on the tv. she knew it was your favorite christmas movie.

aerum saw you step out and turned her head back over the couch to face you with a big smile on her face, beckoning you to go and sit next to her. you could see a plethora os sugary and salty snacks sitting on the little coffee table in the middle of the room. she really knew how to cheer you up.

you guys ended up watching both home alone movies and ate almost all of the snacks. you guys also fell asleep next to each other on the couch. which was typical for the two of you when you ahd movie nights.

you were the first one to wake up the next morning. rubbing your eyes and aerums foot being the first thing you see was not so pleasant. the sun was shining through the window and you could hear the bustling city of seoul outside. what time was it?

you sat up from the couch while gently taking aerums leg off of your lap. you bent down to grab your phone to see that the time was..2 PM?!?!? seungmin must be worried sick!

you turned to the side and looked at aerum sleeping so peacefully. a little drool coming out the side of her mouth.

"aerum! hey! hey! wake up! it's 2'oclock!" you violently shook her shoulders.

she hummed and swatted your hands away from her body. telling you to shut up.

"as much as i would love to stop doing this i still love you and you have work today. so...get. up." at this point she had opened her eyes and you were staring straight into them.

"oh my god! i have work!" she kicked the blanket off her feet and scrambled to get up off the couch. running to her bathroom to go shower and get ready.

"hey wait! i was gonna go in there!" you chased after her but to no avail. she had already got in and locked the door.

"i know you have boyfriend problems right now but im already late for work! which one is worse y/n?" you could hear her starting to turn on the shower.

"fine, you win." you lightly kicked her bathroom door in anger.

you headed to the kitchen and opened the fridge, looking for ingredients to make breakfast for the two of you. there was nothing inside the fridge except some eggs, bread, butter, and milk. how did aerum and jeongin even survive in this house? at yours and seungmin's apartment, the food inside the fridge and pantry is always stocked. you guys go grocery shopping together too, just to make running errands a little more fun. sometimes he would ride the cart trying to run away from you or sneak in some extra snacks that you guys certainly didn't need to spend so much money on. but thats what made it fun. those little quirks are why you loved seungmin.

as you were reminiscing on those little memories, you heard a door to the apartment open. looking towards it, you saw jeongin walk in. since you started tearing up thinking about yours and seungmins relationship, you quickly wiped them when jeongin came a little closer to you.

"y/n? oh my god! seungmin is so worried about you! you should go to him. like now." he looked genuinely concerned.

"y-yea i should haha," you looked towards the eggs cooking on the stove. "just make sure you keep on eye this food though. me and aerum woke up late so while she showered i figured i could make me and her some food. but i'm leaving now. also you guys should really go grocery shopping." you laughed at him while packing up your things.

he frowned at you and opened the fridge "hey it's not that b-maybe it is..."

aerum walked out of the bathroom wrapped up in a towel and looked at you wide eyed. she heard you talking to yourself so she decided to come out.

"damn babe" jeongin turned towards aerum and looked at her while raising his eyebrows.

"jeongin! what are you doing here! you weren't gonna be back until like...2...oh." she looked at the clock and now realized it was 3. "oh my god i'm gonna get fired!!"

"chill out aerum, i'm sure one day won't do anything" you chuckled at her over exaggeration.

"okay y/n listen," she went up to you and put her hands on your shoulders, staring you dead in the eyes. "you back in your apartment and be very clear to seungmin that you're sad and man and whatnot. be confident and don't cry." she pursed her lip at you.

"okay! got it. now go finish getting ready so you can leave before jeongin makes you stay!" you winked at her and left her apartment.

you were in front of your apartment door, giving yourself a pep talk about why you shouldn't be scared to go in there and confront seungmin. communication is key right?

you opened the door and were met with an empty house, no sign of seungmin anywhere. maybe he was sleeping? they didn't have any schedules today if you recalled correctly.

you walked towards your guys' shared bedroom and opened the door to be met with a sad sight. it was seungmin, curled up in the bed, holding onto your pillow. he seemed to be asleep and you didn't want to wake up him up. you were still mad at him, but the sight made your heart clench.

you went to your dresser and set your bag down. then you went to the bathroom to do your skincare routine since you hadn't gotten the chance to do so at aerums place. seems as though that woke seungmin up because next thing you know he's walking up to bathroom door that you forgot to close. you saw him behind you in the mirror.

"y/n?" he came closer to you and wrapped his arms around you. "i-i thought something happened to you when you left, i got really worried y'know..."

"well, i'm fine see? no need to worry." you unwrapped his arms from around your waist and stepped away from him. you appreciated the gesture but he's acting so normal, as if nothing happened between you two.

"oh...okay." he got the memo that you wanted to be left alone, so he left the bathroom. this time closing the door.

you were conflicted. you were mad at seungmin and he really hurt you. plus, the holidays were coming up and you didn't want to be in a sour mood for it. but at the same time, you could see he felt bad. him just initiating physical contact and being the first one to talk said a lot.

you see, both you and seungmin were both very prideful people. that means that when the two of you argued, instead of being normal and talking it out a few hours later. you guys stretched it on for 1-2 days before either of you came to apologize. communication was something your and seungmin's relationship was heavily lacking.

you decided that you would wait for seungmin to speak to you. and if he doesn't then well, you'll cross that bridge when you get there.

once you finished up in the bathroom, you made your way out to your bedroom and saw that seungmin was curled up on the bed with his phone.

"thought you had practice seungmin?" you crossed your arms and raised your brow.

"o-oh well you know i decided to skip today because i was so worried about you and i was waiting for you to come home." he made up an excuse.

"well im fine so, you should probably get going now." you patted his back and shooed him away.

you guessed that was his breaking point because then he turned around to face you with tears in his eyes and said

"y/n please...i'm sorry. i lied okay? i don't have any schedules or practice for the next whole week." he looked down in shame.

you already knew that so it wasn't that much of a shocker. but it really hurt coming from him.

"why would you lie to me seungmin?" tears were now starting to well up in your eyes. "i'm sorry if i rushed you into meeting my parents. it's just that we've been together for 2 years and you never got to see them except on calls so i thought it would be a nice trip for us...." you wiped your tears.

"no love trust me thats not the reason at all." he sat down next to you in the bed and took your face in his hands.

"so then why did you lie to me and call me clingy and annoying?" he winced when you mentioned what he called you. he really didn't mean to. he doesn't think that about you at all. it came out of nowhere.

"because y/n....i was scared to meet them. i thought that maybe they would think i wasn't good enough for you." he looked down in his lap.

"seungmin why on earth would you think that? my parents already love you and they've seen you on call. they practically adore you." you took his face in your hands now. "seungmin no one would ever think that about you. you're perfect in so many ways and you deserve me just as much as i deserve you, if not more."

"y/n how can you say that when i said all those things?" he was referring to when he called you clingy and annoying.

"because i know you didn't mean it baby. it did hurt a lot, but it's nothing you can't make up for." you smiled at him. "i know you've been a little stressed with all the end of year activities and stuff. but you're getting a break now! enjoy it."

"i just feel so guilty for lying to you and saying those things y/n, i truly am sorry. how can i make it up to you?" he looked at you wide eyed.

"cuddles and kisses. but we can do that after we pack since we're leaving in 2 days." you giggled.

seungmin pulled you by your waist into a hug and kissed the top of your head. "you know i love you a lot y/n, right?"

"yes i know that baby, i love you too" you smiled up at him. "now! lets get to packing!" you got up from the bed and started pulling clothes out of your drawers. seungmin groaned, not wanting to get up from the bed.

it was christmas eve and you and seungmin were at your parents house. they were thrilled to see him and loved him very much. not failing to make him feel very deserved.

you guys were all sitting in the living room and it was 11:30 pm. your parents decided they would go to sleep and give you two some alone time. you guy's both said goodnight and waited for them to leave until you started talking.

"so, having a good time so far?" you turned sideways to face seungmin.

"of course, the best time even." he smiled at you. "wanna watch home alone? i know it's your favorite and we didn't get to watch it back at home."

"yes! i'll go make some hot chocolate for us." you hopped off the couch and made your way to the kitchen to boil some milk.

it's been about five minutes and the milk was still boiling. seungmin came into the kitchen to keep you some company. he walked over to where you were by the stove and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

"could this thing be any slower?" he whispered right into your ear.

"ugh, i know right. i don't even care anymore," you turned off the stove. "we can have cold chocolate i guess." you started pouring the milk into yours and seungmins cups.

"anything is good when i'm with you." he kissed the side of your neck and swayed you side to side.

you giggled and turned around towards him and said "awww look at you being all flirty" you teased.

he shrugged his shoulders. "it's the christmas spirit i guess."

you then looked at the digital clock behind seungmin and it read 11:59.

"oh seungmin look!" you point behind him at the clock. "it's almost christmas! in five....four....three....t-"

he pulled your face towards him and brought you in for a kiss. he rested his hands on your hips and then pulled away. you looked up at him with wide eyes.

"man, i wish it was christmas everyday if you're gonna act like this"

he chuckled. "merry christmas y/n." he pulled you into his chest and rested his chin on your head.

"merry christmas seungmin."

#stray kids #seungmin #skz #seungmin x you #kim seungmin #seungmin kim #seungmin x reader #seungmin fluff #seungmin angst #skz scenarios #seungmin imagines #christmas #skz christmas #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids fluff #skz angst

258 notes · View notes

roseworth · 2 months

Text

i think ppl who compare alex dewitt to uncle ben are correct, and i will stand by the fact that even though alex coined the term fridging, it wasnt really her being fridged since its more complicated than that. but i feel like with that its still important to talk about how there WAS misogyny in alex's death because of the way its different than uncle ben's

their deaths were definitely the same idea-- alex & ben both died so kyle & peter respectively would understand the gravity of being a hero and would take it more seriously, and their deaths had more narrative significance than an average fridgegirl

however. i think its worth mentioning that kyle didn't need it the way peter did. when alex died, kyle WAS being a hero. the reason he wasnt with alex when she died is that he was saving people. alex's death was used to teach him that being a hero wasnt fun, which was not a lesson that she needed to die for him to learn. when ben died, it was to teach peter that people were going to get hurt if he didnt stop the bad guys. ben's death was used to teach him about great power, great responsibility, etc, and the lesson wouldnt have had the same weight if he didnt die. the reason alex had to die was so kyle could have Man Angst about it, not because her death was vital to the narrative in the way ben's was

building off that, alex was killed by someone that kyle had never met and had no way of knowing about. ben died because peter saw the man that killed him earlier that day and didnt stop him, but alex died just because kyle was busy at that moment. again, he was saving people. alex didnt need to die to teach him a lesson about being a hero since he WAS already being a hero (not to mention he gets the same lesson like 5 other times when he meets alan & hal & the other lanterns. but we can ignore that for now). as a character, peter needed uncle ben's death to define his morals & his view of himself as a hero. alex didnt die because of a mistake or a choice kyle made, her death was just to give the story flavor and to give kyle something to be upset about

also, the way they died was very different. the point gail simone was making with the term "fridging" was that alex's death was needlessly brutal. uncle ben was shot off-panel, and all the reader sees is cops at peter's house. alex was attacked and strangled on-panel, and her body was mutilated and shoved in a refrigerator for no reason. while this is partially just because one is from 1962 and the other is from 1994, the point is that the man gets the grace of a simple death while the woman gets the unnecessarily gruesome death

anyways. im not saying that alex and ben had to die in the exact same way for comparisons to matter. obviously theyre different stories and different lessons so theyre going to be different deaths. marz intended alex to be kyle's uncle ben, and she was! but the misogyny comes in when you think about how different their deaths are

#it wasnt JUST misogyny. but that doesnt mean it wasnt misogyny #im not a marvel fan but we read the spider-man issue where ben dies in my comic studies class so i have a lot of thoughts about it lmao #and ofc i always have thoughts about alex <3 i miss my girl every day. im sorry they did that to you my angel #alex dewitt #dc #this post is inspired by a different post i saw that i completely agreed with #but. idk. just because alex's death is more complicated than people make it doesnt mean that it wasnt misogynistic ykwim

104 notes · View notes

kaiju-krew · 1 month

Note

Hey there! Firstly, big big fan of your art and headcanons, ty for your cool and awesome big brain ❤️ Now that you’ve seen the movie, I’m wondering what your thoughts are on Shimo??? I’ve just seen impressions of her so scattered. (I saw your post on how she will NOT be treated as a pet, and I so appreciate that.)

I will say, for me the ‘old gal’ vibes are so strong and I’m here for it. Like when Goji blasts his atomic breath into the sky at the end and she’s looking at it with such awe and her cute super gummy smile, it reminds me of when a grandma gets shown some common piece of technology that the rest of us are used to, but she just can’t heckin believe it because she lives in a damn cave??? I loved that.

hi hi! omg u think i have a big brain...... compliment of the century.... i must have ppl fooled bcuz i am viscerally dumb most of the time

anywAYS. gxk spoilers below (and a lot of ranting)

shimo my beloved💙 i appreciate most interpretations of her, besides people who are just straight up caling her a dog. and like, not in the way i’d compare goji to a cat? for me it's more mannerisms based, so for goji my main expression/mannerism inspirations are cats, wolves, and komodo dragons (obviously), and for mosu it's owls and cats, with a crumb of horses because of their 'ear' communication so i use that with her antennae.

sorry for tangent but anyways. i dont need someone barking at me that i call goji a cat/draw him acting like a cat so calling shimo ‘kong’s pet dog’ is fine. i think its the difference between goji having the personality i characterize him with + mannerisms inspired by other animals, vs. him having no personality besides Being A Cat. like, he’s a dumbfuck but he’s clearly an intelligent creature capable of communication and understanding. i make a lot of shitposts but truly in my personal hc i’d never reduce him to ‘pet level intelligence’

i think i’m extra touchy about people calling her ‘kong’s pet’ because like. dawg. did you watch the movie? she was JUST freed from being skar’s slave/beast of burden/abused pet whatever you wanna call it. why would you want her to become another creature’s pet again?(obviously minus the abuse) idk mannn it just feels…. reductive somehow. she clearly shows intelligence and understanding when she realizes what’s happening during the fight and helps to kill skar. i just refuse to reduce her entire character to kong’s pet status bcuz that makes me uncomfortable asf.

as a disclaimer, you’re welcome to have whatever hc you enjoy. me expressing my personal thoughts on the matter isn’t an attack on anyone who characterizes her that way, i’m just not interested in engaging with it in the slightest.

DOUBLE ANYWAYS i just needed to get that outta my system. TIME FOR CUTE FUN IDEAS YAHOOO

i’m seeing mixed info about her age so idk where she actually sits there?? i remember seeing something like she’s the First Titan but i also think the novelization of the movie said she’s only 3 million years old?? when im p sure they’ve said goji is 250+ million years old so…. i have no clue there lol. personally she feels less jaded and grumpy than goji does to me so my brain automatically sees her as similar or younger bcuz of my Grumpy Old Man bias.

i’m still workin out my ideas for her but based on how the movie ends i like to think she helps kong with relocating the apes to a better home, and they mostly live in HE. her n kong venture up for surface dates bcuz she gets what she fucking deserves 💙

goji nearly has an aneurysm the first time they come up, since mosu literally takes them for a lil tour of monster island. bro standing there clenching his fist like the arthur meme, he begrudgingly knows she’s right and eventually he gets used to it

i got more ideas cookin for her but this post is already too damn long cuz of my ranting time to stfu

SHIMO BEST GIRL 10/10

#gxk spoilers #kai talks #KAI FKIN YAPS SOMEONE SHUT ME UP #godzilla #mothra #shimo #kong #didnt have time to spellcheck dont @ me

94 notes · View notes

am-i-the-asshole-official · 2 months

Note

WIBTA for getting jealous of a dog?

Apologies if this is hard to follow. My boyfriend and I have been dating for about a year. He’s very sweet and I love him a lot, though he’s occasionally a little forgetful/inattentive due to his ADHD (which I also have). We’re poly and I have a nesting partner that I live with, and I generally go to my boyfriends house rather than him coming to mine (my nesting partner has higher sensory needs so I try to leave the space available for her to have more quiet time).

A few months back, he started working with a new coworker, a girl, who he got along with very well. I was glad he was making a friend, and even asked him a few times if he was interested in dating her as well, to which he said he wasn’t for several reasons, the most central of which being that she was, at the time, living with an abusive ex and generally dealing with a lot. I said okay, to let me know if that changed (as far as I know it has not and that’s not where this is going). He mentioned at one point that she might have a crush on him but that he wasn’t concerned about it, so I wasn’t either.

As I mentioned she was living with an abuser, and one day my bf told me that he had invited her to come stay with him so she could get out. He had seen his father abuse his mother as a kid and it triggered him a lot to see someone else going through that, so he offered it kind of abruptly. I was overall in support of this of course, but I was still upset for a few reasons, such as that he’d said she was interested in him (he told me he realized he’d probably misread it) and his apartment is not that big, meaning she’s not only there but usually in very close proximity, as there’s not a ton of space to sit and they’re both tall. She also does have family and other friends in the area, so he’s not the only option by a longshot, but he lives closest to where they work. He noted my concerns and apologized for the abruptness, and promised to do his best to make sure I didn’t feel sidelined by her being there, which he has done.

Now, due to both her suddenly living with my boyfriend and just general personality things, I don’t really care for her. She’s a little abrasive and sometimes insulting, not to me but about ppl in general, she plays TikToks out loud at full volume when we’re watching tv (previously my bf had banned TikTok from his house entirely but I think he didn’t want to impose harsh rules on her at that point), and is sometimes overly familiar with me and I think with him (she sometimes addresses him with an “ie” at the end of his name and addressed me as “beautiful” like the second time I met her). Obviously I recognize that her personality is affected by her circumstances; the year after I left my abuser I was a lot bitchier, so I haven’t said anything to her or him. But bc of these differences, I’ve not made a strong effort to be her Friend. I’ve been…I’d say nice but I often get read as meaner than I mean to so let’s say civil, for example if I make food for the house I always make enough for her even though she often chooses not to eat with us. But I don’t like, go out of my way to converse or give her any encouraging response when she shows me videos I don’t care about.

Recently, she has started bringing her dog over to the house. The dog had previously been staying with her mother, who has a large piece of land on the water about 40 minutes out from the city (again my bf has a two bedroom apartment with a roommate and no green spaces, although there are parks nearby). I generally like dogs, though I wouldn’t say I’m a Dog Person, but I think they’re sweet overall. The only place I have an issue is with large dogs, bc I’m a very small person (im almost 30 and I’ve never broken 100lbs despite trying for years to gain weight) and if a large dog wants to jump on me to say hello I Will fall over, and if they push me or corner me I don’t have a lot of ability to push back. This dog, I’m not sure about breeds per se but I’m 90% sure she’s part lab, part pitbull, not huge but a solid dog around my size, and thus not the type I usually try to befriend, though I’ll give her a head pat if she requests one. This means we’re up to five people and one person sized dog (he had another friend lose a job and have to move abruptly so he’s also staying there) in a two bedroom apartment. I, as well as his roommate, think this is too much, and prefer when the dog is not there. But she misses her dog and my boyfriend is a full blown Dog Person, so he loooves when the dog is around, and will spent hours playing with her if she’s over. I’m not a fan of this for both the obvious reasons and bc she often knocks into things while playing and it makes me very nervous; there’s a lot of glass in his apartment and some of it is mine.

So okay the girl’s there and I don’t like her much, and sometimes the dog is there and i don’t love that either, but I’ve never said anything and done my best to control my feelings and reactions to not show annoyance (my guess is that I have about a 35% success rate at this as again, I’m often read as more hostile than I intend to come off). Id say there’s a solid chance that this girl can tell I don’t like her being there, but I’ve never intentionally made the space hostile.

Recently, she’s started this joke of referring to my boyfriend as…her dogs boyfriend? She calls him her “mans” whenever he’s playing with her and has trained her to know who she’s talking about when she refers to “her mans”. She even recently referred to her as his “main gf” which he quickly shut down, but other variations of the joke continue to come up. I do not like this joke, bc I think the girl knows I don’t like her and is trying to make me uncomfortable, but of course that sounds very paranoid. I’m trying very hard not to say anything bc like, obviously my bf isn’t cheating on me with a dog, but like, it still makes me mad that this girl who is so ingrained in his life right now is talking about her dog as if she’s his main interest.

So like, based on all the info here, WIBTA if I asked her to stop making that joke or expressed discomfort at her behavior? I know this maybe seems like an obvious one but again I’ve probably been more outward about my dislike of her than I think and I don’t want to make it seem like I don’t trust my boyfriend, bc I do, so maybe I wouldn’t be an “asshole” but I’d still be in the wrong? Idk what do yall think

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

72 notes · View notes

cocogum · 3 months

Text

My honest reactions of episodes 5 and 6 (part 2)

PART 1 : HERE

(‼️ SEASON 4 SPOILERS ‼️)

Okay I just HAD to devote the full Alibert inn scene from episode 5 here CUZ WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT YUGO GOING BACK TO EMELKA!! I know I already mentioned Chibi and Grougal (as well as the tree Tofu tower) in part 1 but part 2 will basically be about all the rest of the inn scene cuz tumblr couldn’t let me have more than ten images per post (I know the site apparently lets u have more but I always use the phone for it so shush.)

But first, we finally get to see Alibert again after all those years 💕

Alibert. Sweetie. Baby. You can take care of two (technically four) kids with the addition of a freaking INN, you COOK for the customers, AND, ON TOP OF ALL THAT, you’re the MAYOR of EMELKA, that same place where you run the inn and take care of your adopted sons.

You do much more than just “taking care of an inn”, you got three jobs AND you’re still sane. You’re three in one, a whole package, props to you king. He’s such a boss ass man I love him 💕💕

NAH MAN

Not these ppl trying to avoid the inflation 😭😭 I don’t blame them tho. I would’ve said the same thing lol.

(Also is the wine a call back to Gustavio? Plz it would be so funny if the reason why Alibert is angry is cuz these ppl are saying how “bad” it is just so the prices can stay the same but also because he’s mad that they’re calling Gustavio’s wine “disgusting” even if they were all just trying to make him not raise the prices!)

Love how Yugo doesn’t say that same shit to Ruel after all those years of cooking for his ass and never getting anything from him.

Like even the whole Brotherhood calls Ruel a “cheapskate” but the only time where we see Yugo say that same shit is when he says that to his own CUSTOMERS?!?

Gurl bye Yugo’s such a silly little hypocrite!! 😭😭

OMG THE WHOLE FAMILY’S BACK TOGETHER!!

Adamaï get your stupid lizard ass over here.

It’s been so long since I’ve seen these two just laughing and hugging like this 💕💕💕

Also, Ankama tried being very slick with Az and his wife.

Nah cuz how can you not see these two and not think about Yugo and Amalia?? Does the thought never come to mind or what??

They literally give off the same energy, how did no one say anything before???!!?

THESE LITTLE TOFUS ARE OBVIOUSLY A SILLY PARALLEL TO THESE TWO AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE.

Okay now the next part of the Alibert inn scene is very important to me so listen.

Recently, I came scrolling on @moths-are-better’s recent posts about Yugo and I came up on the one where he drinks the “milk” that was in the cup in the scene below.

But like-

@moths-are-better STOP LYING TO YOURSELF THIS IS CLEARLY WINE!!!

Look at all the other people drinking in the inn before they left: they all had that same kind of cup, insinuating that they were drinking wine (and also cuz they confirmed it was wine while trying to avoid any possible future inflations with Alibert).

I just love how Ankama deliberately shows us small scenes like this to remind us that Yugo can do adult things even though he looks like a kid. Because THIS is one of those scenes! Just look at how Alibert quietly pulls the cup of wine away from Yugo as soon as the guy starts ranting about his problems.

That’s clearly not milk lol I just love your delusions @moths-are-better 💕💕

But not only did this scene made me realize that nothing can stop Yugo from doing adult things despite how he looks, it also helped me realize that Yugo is the type to only drink when he’s having problems. We clearly see him about to drink more while ranting to Alibert before he carefully pulls the wine away from Yugo cuz he KNOWS Yugo would drink more just for that.

That level of attention to detail is amazing and I’m so glad I managed to catch up to the hints early on.

Alibert be looking like Yugo’s bartender AND therapist in just that moment alone lol

Ngl I would’ve loved to see a drunk Yugo if he had been able to drink more before Alibert intervened.

‼️ EVERYONE ‼️

👏 BE👏 LIKE 👏 ALIBERT 👏 ❤️❤️

This is making me wanna have kids too man….

His caring and calming attitude towards Yugo and the way he just treats him, cares for him, and acts like a responsible parent during all these years really makes me wanna do the same thing someday. Alibert is so good at his job(s) that he’s even beating a freaking goddess. Let that sink in. (actually any good parent like Alibert would beat the Eliatrope goddess’ parenting easily lol)

Alibert is genuinely so sweet, patient, thoughtful, and understanding of Yugo. Like even though he just heard Yugo say he finally found his true family, Alibert doesn’t take his words as insults and would rather just let him spill out all of his words to him.

When I said I missed these two like this, I really meant it. This inn is not only where Yugo was raised in but it’s also Yugo’s comfort place.

My ass knows this is foreshadowing.

It just knows.

Older Yugo where u at? We need to talk.

Ankama’s gonna ruin this family and laugh about it while eating some croissants.

81 notes · View notes