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appleblueberry-pie · 2 months

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Explaining your First Love to the Yandere's

A/N: "The Yandere's", meaning as many yandere's i think I can characterize as yandere's as perfectly as possible without burning myself out. Also, are the pictures too much?????? Also, I couldn't find a good pic for Sugu without picking the one where he's literally going insane LMAOOO. Love how my semi-debut for my yandere characterization for him is shown w a not so pleasant picture of him(they're all perfect). Anyways, this is probably gonna be my most chaotic, yet organized, post about jjk ever. I have a solid plan and will go through with it. It's friday and this is me "letting loose" before the weekend. Also, the first love story will be pulled from my own experience. With multiple twists to it to make it sound as interesting as possible.

SCENARIO:

"Mmmm. I remember my first love." You hum in a pleasant tone as you start to reminisce events of who you first gave your heart to. "I loved him so much, it was insane. Because....we grew up with each other. We used to be like this." You twist your fingers together, smiling at him as you explain. "He was an embodiment of me, as I was of him. I don't remember a time we weren't friends. I think it helps to mention that our mom's were friends and they were neighbors. So....we've always known each other. He's a year older than me."

You two were out in the park on the grass. He suggested a little picnic together, hoping to bring you two closer so he could possibly make more moves to be more than a friend. But you were so oblivious to it, even going as far as talking of your first love as if you still missed this stupid asshole.

"I still miss him." You go silent for a few seconds and stare down at the checkered blanket, smiling. He gapes a little and resists the urge to scoff. "We both loved playing video games, we watched the same tv shows, went to the same elementary school....a lot of things happened between us. He didn't like me back, though. I confessed to him when I was 9 and he said no." You laugh. "But even then, I still loved him. I still feel it, too. For some reason, my love for others doesn't really go away. Just sits at the bottom of my heart to make more room for others."

You sigh and continue talking about the guy. "He just grew more and more....attractive as I grew up. I am pretty sure he's why I have my type that I have in men currently. He's very tall....a deep voice." You sigh, closing your eyes to remember. "Relaxed, closed off.....I heard him on the phone when our moms were talking a month ago. He sounds....so different. I don't even know what I'd do with myself if I saw him again." In real time, he watched you unravel slowly to show how.....inf*tuated you were with this guy. You were so focused on naming his qualities. As if you could picture him perfectly in your mind.

"I'm so glad we don't talk to each other anymore. I ruined our relationship. Said a few inappropriate things I shouldn't have said at the wrong time. I haven't spoken to him in....6 years. And I'd rather it stay that way, honestly. Because he's a rather boring person outside of his physical attributes. But I have attachment issues." You pick up one of the snacks laid out between the two of you. "Yeah. I'm done talking about him. I would rather not think of him anymore."

YANDERE REACTIONS:

Sukuna:

Sukuna was baffled. Anger, frustration, fear, and even jealousy kept his tongue from moving. He thought this moment wouldn't ever happen in his life. He thought this wasn't a possibility. Your extreme disloyalty to him was what made him clench his hands in anger. But if he rationally thought about this, you don't know. You don't know how much he loves you. How much the Ryomen Sukuna loves you. You were supposed to be his in all lifetimes. He felt like he absolutely knew you were pure. You smelled pure and your energy felt pure when he first met you. So why were you fixing your mouth to say such disgusting and unfaithful words to him as if he wasn't right there?

He wanted to ask you if you've been trying to give yourself to him like a whore, but he knew that was just him overreacting. He wouldn't ever say such things to you, anyways. He wanted to change for you and was trying, starting with these stupid little date settings he knew you loved. A fucking park. And here he was being stabbed in the chest multiple times without your knowledge of it. It was all your doing.

He might be human in this lifetime. He might be nothing but a mere human for you to toy with freely, and he would let you do it to him. But he would never allow a puny roach get in the way of getting what he deserves. He deserves you and he will have you, one way or another. And if that means cutting a small piece of your heart out just to keep the rest, then so be it. He can't have any piece of you in him. Just thinking about him makes another vessel pop in his body somewhere. He will kill this thing.

Kento:

Maybe he was overbearing. He really just couldn't help but feel insecure. There should be no real reason for you to bring up a man from the past. Someone that should clearly be out of your mind. Was he boring? What did that fool have that he didn't? And why did you mention it while you two were on this date??(It wasn't a date, but it felt like it to him) Maybe he was too plain. Men like him were just smokers and loners, of course you'd bring up someone else that can satiate your desire for real love. It's all because he couldn't. Not in the way you want to be loved.

But he knew, he knew that he was enough. He knew he was your type as well, so, what did you mean by he was the type you have in men?? What does that mean for him? Will you use him and throw him away? He doesn't want to be used and tossed out like trash. He wanted to be yours forever. He wanted to be your man. Your man. He wanted to be your lover, your obsesser and the one you obsess over, not that imbecile. He wanted to be skin to skin, he wanted to be under your skin, he wanted to make his mark on you and for you to do the same to him. He deserves your love. But here you are expressing it for another man you haven't even spoken to in over 6 years. He deserves that type of commitment, there's nothing he's done to deserve it this late.

"I love you." The words slip out like oil on water. And it makes his heart oh, so much lighter.

Suguru:

"Heavens. I'm glad you aren't talking with him now." Suguru chuckles and shakes his head, peeling off more strawberry leaves for you. "This is why." He points with the strawberry at the people walking past and then gives you the strawberry. "This is why I don't want you talking with them. They do this to hold you in their clutches, I've seen it." Suguru sighs as he recalls your story in his mind. Jesus, was it trying to hypnotize you? If so, it was working. No worries, it won't be around to mess with your mind much longer.

"They actively lie, they laze around, let their emotions control them, and then try to manipulate you to stay with them to be their stepping stool." He brushes your hair back neatly, and you scrunch your eyebrows at his words. "But I know you're better than him. Better than all of them." He calls out your name and stares into your eyes with a look that makes you flustered. What is his problem?

"You are the light. You are one of the most strongest and intelligent sorcerers I have seen of this time. You hold up your potential and continue to blow my mind with how beautiful your soul is. I am constantly drawn to you and your energy, I never get enough of it. I don't ever want to hinder you and I don't want anyone else to hinder your energy. That's why I will kill that filthy animal that tried to touch you." It's scary, the way he maintains eye contact with you and spits the nastiest insult about the man you once loved with your whole heart.

"I can't wait to get to know you better. You've been teaching me so much. Maybe you can tell me about your favorite nature spots and we can relax there whenever you're free. And sometime later, I could also take you to meet my family. You'll love my two daughters." He laughs lightly, knowing Nanako and Mimiko would adore finally having a real mother worth of raising them. Together, you and him would be unstoppable.

Choso:

Choso was finished with peeling the mandarin for you. You kind of were confused about how he went about doing this, though. Because all over his lap were the smallest bits of mandarin peels you've ever seen. But the mandarin looked perfect. He obviously took his time. He handed it to you softly, smiling. You accept it happily and begin peeling.

He was surprised he didn't rip the thing apart then and there. Maybe be should peel things more often. The way you so freely spoke about your love for another man when your soulmate was sitting right next to you, peeling fruit open for you was preposterous. He needed a hug. A lemonade, had to kill someone, something. But he stopped killing people for you(secretly), so he has to resort to acting like he's peeling off that devil's skin. Starting from where the shiny skin first shows. The first piece is always the hardest to pick off and it's hard to choose where to begin. But soon enough, the color underneath began to show. He slowly picked off every. Little. Piece. He heard a yelp of pain and cries of "sorry's" in his head for every piece.

Every single little piece made the air smell more and more sweet and tangy. The more you spoke, the faster he picked. The stronger the smell was. So citrus-y and delicious. It made him smile. He loved peeling this mandarin. Then picking off white strips connected to the mandarin itself, so that it was smoother and you had no access peel. Like veins, they came off one by one. He simply stared at it when he was done. Smooth, perfect. Scattered remains laying everywhere on his lap.

He's never felt this way before. What were you doing to him? What is this twisting feeling in his gut that makes him want to puke? Why can't he breathe? Why does he want to kill the kids and mothers at the playground not too far away? He needs you to calm him down.

He hates this park.

"Here you go, angel." He hands it to you, smiling. You looked a little confused at first, but then took it from him, opening it to take a slice. "Oh, this looks real nice, Cho. ......Why are you smiling like that?" He shrugs, picking up one of the strawberries you brought from your place. "Like what...?"

Toji:

Toji was silent. The awkward silence he was creating between the two of you made you nervous. He was sitting close to you, leaning over to you, his arm supporting his weight behind your back with your shoulder touching his chest. He was just staring down at the bowl of strawberries. ".....Toji?" Your soft voice made him sigh.

No, he couldn't do it. Killing you won't kill the pain and anger in his chest. This was probably the angriest he's ever been. He wanted to shout at you to apologize for how you were making him feel. But what he really wanted was to feel your lips on his and for you to shut the fuck up. For some reason, every time you open your mouth, it always ends with him degrading further and further off the side of sanity and just going completely ballistic.

You saw his hand on his hip. The hip that wasn't actually his hip, but was his gun he was resting his hand on. He would feel so much better if those shrieking rats would shut up. Fucking rodents running around you two freely like he wasn't about to ruin everyone's day.

He wouldn't say he was often traumatized, but he could've went his whole life without hearing that story. Now he has to find a random man and kill him for stealing your heart. I mean, the least the bastard could've done was reciprocate his feelings and not leave you feeling helpless. "I could treat you better than that dick." You flinch at his words before smiling, averting your gaze as well. "Oh....." He leans in closer to your face. "Where does he live, huh? Is it the prick with the glasses?" "No?" "The one you work with?" "I-I told you I haven't-" "Eh, whatever. I'll find him and kill him." He smiles at your bashfulness and grabs a few strawberries from the patch.

Sometimes he forgets you don't care much for how he says things. If the right message gets across, you usually don't mind how he says it. But he just blatantly threatened to kill him. You grab the leafless strawberries from his hands and begin eating. Nah. You were his, for sure. He sighs and lays down on the blanket, staring up at the blue sky.

Satoru:

Satoru nodded along with your words, his hands trembling. When you smiled, he did. When you sighed, he would, too. And when you finished your story, he had to swallow the thick bile in his throat. You were just....recalling old memories, that's all. Nothing else. He tried to focus on the grass blades he felt through the blanket. He tried to focus on the sounds of the kids running around squealing.

He watched you eat some of the cold grapes he brought you. They were big, and you praised him lightly for finding such a great batch. He nods quietly and stares down at his lap. Everything was fine. You were fine, and so was he. "Satoru...?" Honey dripping naturally in your voice makes his head turn automatically. The worry etched on your face made the strings holding his mind together break one by one. "Are you alright..? You're sweating."

Nothing was fine. He can't believe you just said that to him. Why would you..? Why did...? Why?.....wait, why?? Why??? Why why why why why why WHY would you do that? Why would you say that to him? He sacrificed so much for you. He killed all of the assassins that went after you when the higher ups found out about you and him getting closer. He paid off your parent's debt secretly. He paid your rent. He woke up early in the mornings to talk to you because he knows you like to wake up to see the sunset. He memorized all of your schedules when you have special weeks, special breaks, he memorized all days that you memorized, he knows what mattress you like to sleep on, he knows how you like certain foods to be seasoned, he knows your favorite weather and season, he didn't fucking learn all of this about you for nothing!! WHY don't you ever appreciate everything he's ever done for you? Why don't you notice him? Why don't you love him? He stalks you every day to understand the type of man you would want to live under your roof and be under your covers and that wasn't enough.

He's been so alone all of his fucking life. No one understood him like you do. He couldn't help but open his ribcage, breaking them off of his body to one by one to let you touch his hot beating heart with your cold fingers. He wants you inside of his heart forever and never let you go, can't you understand that? He hasn't slept in three days, predetermining what he was going to say to you during this picnic, and you tell him that?? Just fucking kill him. Kill him, kick his face, spit on him, ruin him like you're doing now. He clearly doesn't matter.

"Satoru??"

He's supposed to be the one you compare playing video games with, he is supposed to be the one you watch the same tv shows with, he was supposed to go to the same school as you!! His skin is on fire, he can't breathe, his mind hurts, the grass blades are irritating his skin and the children are making his migraine worse. Are you saying something? He can't hear you. His ears are ringing.

He wants to be him. He wants to rip open the skin and spine of the man who lived in your soul since the dawn of time and crawl into his body to experience what he experienced. He wants to do all of those things with you as kids and live with you, grow with you, let him be your infatuation. He wants to rewind time. He wants to die. He wants both of you to die and be reborn to be given a second chance he can never ever have.

"Satoru!"

Your face is twisted into heavy concern and slight fear. Satoru sat in front of you, staring at you. He hasn't moved in three entire minutes. His face was covered in bucket loads of sweat, his lips twisted into a tight smile that threatened to break into a million pieces. The corners of his lips wobbled as if he was going to cry, but his eyes were wide open and dry. His legs, arms, and back stiff as he sits in such an uncomfortable position, it had to hurt. You were scared for him.

Can he hear you? You slowly raise on of your hands to touch his cheek and he flinches under your touch, finally blinking. "Yes?" You purse your lips and bring out a cold water bottle from your basket. "Here, maybe you should drink some water." He takes the water bottle you dropped into his hand. "Thank you." He whispers and sighs, twisting open the cap. You watch him guzzle the whole thing in 5 seconds. "......maybe we should go indoors." He nods, closing the now empty water bottle. "Yeah. The sun is hurting my eyes."

No part 2's. Because I don't like continuing old plot and I love seeing people go crazy for me not continuing good content.

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 3 months

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AITA for indulging in my boyfriend's cuck kink?

Alright, so for some background, both me (25, M, panromantic asexual) and my BF (28, M, bisexual) live in a VERY conservative rural area, literally NOBODY knows we're together even though we've been dating for years and the community is pretty tight-knit, that's how much effort we've put into hiding ourselves. We've thought about moving out but honestly other than the constant threat of being found out our life here is pretty great, we know everyone in the community and are on very friendly terms with them, we were both born and raised here so we're honestly kinda scared of losing everything and starting over in a new place, plus I really want to stay to support my dad because I know he can already get pretty lonely as is (mom works out of town, only visits for holidays if even that, plus I don't have any other siblings to keep him company) and me moving away would hurt him a lot.

Now, with that out of the way onto the actual situation: the cuck thing is something me and my boyfriend have discussed about at length, he's not shy about it to me and I'm always glad to make him happy so I'd be open to trying it if the opportunity arose. The thing is- I never really thought there WOULD be an opportunity for it due to the circumstances described above. Well, that was until a girl we both know confessed to me on Christmas Eve. That girl- let's call her Ellie (23, F, straight(?))- is someone I've actually had feelings for a while now (my BF knows and told me he'd be fine with me dating her as an 'official' relationship, but only if I keep us a secret), however I never did anything about those feelings. I was honestly kinda shocked when the confession happened, but in a good way, and I ended up accepting in the heat of the moment, so now me and Ellie have been 'officially' dating for about a month.

Here's where I think I might be the asshole: since that happened my BF has started to hang out with the two of us while we're acting like a very lovey-dovey couple and he's obviously been getting off on that (as in, it's obvious to me, doubt anyone else picked up on it) and I've been having mixed feelings about this. On one hand we did talk about it and agree to it, but on the other I do think this is unfair to Ellie in a way that I didn't realize previously because I never realistically considered this happening. My BF is reassuring me, saying that it's best we keep hidden anyway and that so long as nobody finds out no harm is done, but I still feel kinda bad about it, yet at the same time I don't really know what I should do in this situation to make it right. The whole thing only gets even more complicated when you account for the fact that Ellie is our pastor's granddaughter and as such comes from a very well known family in our community, a family that has a reputation to uphold, and if the thing about me and my BF came out it would surely impact her badly in that way as well. On the other, she really gets along with my son (8, M) and I really think that she'd make a great mother to him so I don't want to deprive him of that and break things off just because of my own personal drama. On the other OTHER hand I also don't want to break up with my BF because it would feel cruel in my opinion, especially when I very much still love him.

So, AITA for keeping my promise and just going along with this and keeping quiet to save myself and my BF?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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ryuichirou · 4 months

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I love how you draw the tweels and Azul. They look so imposing in your art style! I know you love drawing Ignihyde, Octavinelle and Scarabia boys a lot, but I'm curious if you have drawings of the rest of the twst cast as well. I'd love to see everyone in your art style!

Anon! Thank you so much for your kind words. I’m glad you like how I draw the Octa-boys. I’m not even sure which dorm I draw most often, but it has to be either them or Ignihyde haha. But in all honesty, I really love drawing all the characters; even if we don’t care much about them, they are usually still quite pleasant to draw at least once.

Which is why I can actually compile my drawings of pretty much every character in this reply! It’s honestly surprising lol but also not really. I can’t believe it’s been a year since we started drawing and posting twst…

Alright, here we go!

Heartslabyul – wow, I can’t believe I don’t have any coloured Aces that are relatively new… We like Ace a lot, I should probably draw him. And Cater too, to be honest, this is my only coloured sketch with him. I never expected to enjoy drawing these boys as much as I do, to be honest.

Savanaclaw – Leona is the only character I don’t have a proper sketch that is not a commission with lol I’m sorry. But I actually quite like the comms of Leona that I got to draw, so here is one of them! I also really enjoyed drawing Ruggie, I should do it again… And Jack too…

Octavinelle – aw yis yakuza fishies babyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Come on, you know I love these guys lol Whenever I look at them I feel at home. It’s a shame I don’t draw them wearing fedoras (for some reason I’m still intimidated by fedoras), because I love everything about their dorm uniforms.

Scarabia – I also don’t feel like I draw these two often enough, but their uniform is probably the most difficult one to draw, simply because of all the details and prints and gold and accessories. But it’s so worth it!... I also think that Jamil is the prettiest snake in the world.

Pomefiore – it’s stupid how long it took me to find a Rook that doesn’t look creepy in my drawings lol I really love this side of him. I also really enjoy drawing Vil, but whenever I do, I feel intimidated. I just can’t mess him up..! But if the Vil that I drew ends up looking good, I get so emotional that I cry (not a 100% lie)

Ignihyde – picking an Idia and an Ortho out of hundreds of sketches of Idia and Ortho was more challenging that I thought it would be, so I picked these because I still really like their faces and think they’re cute! I also can’t get enough of them… to this day… Their hair, their teeth, everything.

Diasomnia – I feel like whenever I draw these guys we have an urge to make it into an art, this is why we have a lot of finished rendered artworks with them. Their aesthetic is just… super fitting for all kinds of dark and gothic stuff. I also adore drawing their eyes!!! All of them have such pretty eyes.

The teachers – if you feel the urge to laugh at Crowley for only getting a black and white sketch, I encourage you to also laugh at Vargas for not being here at all… I think he is the only character that I’m missing, huh.

Others – bonus round! I actually also have a sketch of Fellow Honest and Gidel but by the time I remembered them I got tired of making this thing lol, and we haven’t watched the event yet anyway, so they’ll get their chance to shine some other time (you can find it on my ko-fi though). Meleanor is also here, and I honestly I would be happy to draw every twst mom at some point… And other minor characters too…

But not the dwarves; screw them (just kidding I might draw them too at some point).

#replies #about drawing #ryuichirouart #twisted wonderland

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keen-li · 6 months

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CLAWED | JJK | CH 04

Synopsis: "do you honestly think I want your help? I'm desperate " you can still see the hatred he has for you in his eyes, but you can also see the desperation.

Genre: e2l, angst, fluff, smut-ish. Convict jk x police officer reader

Fem reader x jk

Warnings:cussing

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"Well did you do it" you ask audibly but he hears you.

"fuck no, I'd never do that. shit y/n" he runs his hands through his hair and you can see his frustration and how this affected him.

"you think I'd do it?" no you don't think he'd do such a thing, yes you hated him but you didn't think of him that low. Even if he was mean to you still nothing criminal in him.

"you really think that huh?" he asks you pleadingly this time.

"No no I don't think that" you reassure him.

"Everyone does though" he says defeated and dropping his head in his palms.

"I don't think you'd to do that" you say gently approaching him and questioning if he'd be okay with you putting your hand on his back. But when you choose to do it anyways he doesn't protest.

"Everyone thinks that and even after said I was proven innocent and told everyone I didn't do anything, no one believes me"

you can hear the weakness and his voice. This is the first time you're seeing jungkook this way.

"I've been trying to get a job and even tried to get my job back at the station. But everyone declines when they find out about it."

Now it makes sense why nobody knew about the situation. They tried to hush it. The is station wouldn't want anyone knowing or finding that they let someone who allegedly committed fraud work there.

"it's been really hard" he says but you don't see signs of tears. He never liked to show people his emotional side. Mr I have no emotions jungkook.

"Is that why you lost your house?" You ask walking on eggshells with that question.

"no I lost it because of gambling. After everything I really lost myself and got into bad company."

"what bad company?" You ask but he doesn't answer you or even spare you a glance simply walking out of the house and closing the door behind him.

You didn't want to bug him and so you let him leave and have his space. You're really worried about him now more than before cause you know what's been going on with him, surface level at least.

You don't know where he's going to but you hope he comes back.

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It's the next night and jungkook is still not home. You keep peeping out the window just in case you see him walking down the street coming back, but you don't see him and eventually give up hope.

You think you're relaxed but your body language says otherwise. You're sitting on the edge of the couch tapping your feet uncontrollably and involuntarily

Your feet jump in action when you hear a knock at the door thinking it might be jungkook but when you open the door and see yoongi the disappointment is visible.

"You aren't happy to see me?" Yoongi says as he analyzes your face. He's in his usual outfit but this time in a pair of black cargo pants.

"It's not like that..... I was just expecting someone." You say finally giving yoongi your full attention.

"you want to come in?" You ask yoongi and let him in when he answers 'sure'. You take one last look outside hoping, just hoping.

You and yoongi take a seat on the couch as he analyses your house and compliments when he sees something he likes, which is alot of things. Seems like you and yoongi have similar likes when it comes to house decorating.

After complimenting the things in your house he asks what you thought about his brownies.

"oh I forgot to give you my review didn't I?" you say smiling and laughing awkwardly.

"Good news is I finished them and they were delicious" he laughs at the way you say it excitedly and so enthusiastically.

"I'm glad you like them that much."

"They kinda reminded me of my mom's brownies, but no one can beat my mom's brownies" you both laugh at that.

"ouch" Yoongi feigns being hit in the heart.

"but you're right no one can compete."

You and yoongi keep talking and by now jungkook hasn't crossed your mind. You and yoongi just talk about your childhood favourite foods and recipes. Seems like he likes to cook. if yoongi didn't change the topic you'd still be chatting about food by now.

"You wanna touch it?" He says pulling his hair out of the hair tie and letting it fall. He runs his hands through it quickly just to arrange it.

"Oh my gosh it's so beautiful" you say as you move closer to him and ask with your eyes if you really can touch it and he nods yes.

Your body is now facing him and he watches you run your hands through his hair and your eyes light up looking at his beautiful hair. You've never seen a man with such beautiful hair.

"Does this feel nice?" You ask softly.

"Yeah it does" he says staring at your face. You feel a certain type of pride when yoongi tells you that you're the only person,woman, he has let touch his hair.

You're still touching his hair when you feel a strong and warm arm warp around your waist and pull you in.

You use your hands to balance yourself, one on the arm of the chair and the other on the part of the couch behind yoongi's head.

"It feels so good when you touch me like that." His face is so close to yours that you can feel his breath on you. You don’t move from him and just hum when he says something.

He starts to kiss your neck and and his hands starts to rub your back and move lower and lower each second. You don't when you started but your hips are moving back and forth on his lap grinding against him. Your hands are still in his hair when you hear a tiny moan leave your mouth, yoongi smirks against your skin at that. He'd been thinking about this moment for quite sometime and so have you.

You’re 5 minutes into your little session when you hear your door open and shortly you see jungkook walk through.

“What the-” he says noticing you and yoongi. you immediately get off yoongi leaving him clueless and he turns to eye jungkook. You don't know what you're thinking or what anyone is thinking. Jungkook doesn't say anything and uses the back door to leave to the back yard. “Are you okay?” yoongi says seeing the distress on your face.

"I’m sorry Yoongi" he doesn’t say anything but simply stands up.

"I guess I’m gonna get going"

“Uh yeah, I’ll walk you to the door”

You two say your goodbyes and Yoongi reassures you that if you need anything you can always go to him. You're pretty he's noticed the worried look on your face.

When you close the door you take a few minutes to breathe then walk back inside. When you walk into the kitchen to wait for Jungkook you already find him leaning against the island. You still can’t tell what he’s thinking but by his body language he seems tense. His body and muscles are tense. But his face is relaxed.

"Jungkook where were you?" you lean against the island too standing next to him. He doesn't say anything. He keeps his focus on one of the switches on the wall right above the stove.

"I was worried" you whisper not feeling too proud to say it out loud. your head turns and you try to check jungkook's face for any emotion or reaction. But he has none, he doesn't even seem interested in hearing what you have to say.

The only reason you were worried was because you felt like you were a little harsh to him.

"Are you mad about the yoongi thing" you say folding your arms over your chest.

"if you're mad about that I'm sorry" you don't even know why you apologize to him but it seems to have caught his attention. He smirks and in a swift movement jungkook locks you between him and the island.

His body towers over you and you feel yourself shrink under him. When you look up at him you're drawn into his dark eyes, you see some kind of amusement in them as he stares back into yours. Your eyes run down to his rosy lips which he are accessorized by a silver lip ring which he plays with currently, he definitely notices your eye movement. Your breathing gets heavy as you anticipate what he's gonna do.

He moves closer to you and you can't seem to find the will to move away from him. His face is centimeters away from your face and you can't find the will or power to move away.

"What are you apologising for? " His tone is slow, gentle and deliberate as you feel his breath hit your face. For a guy with a bad tongue his birth smells good. But you can still smell the slight smell of alcohol in it.

"F-for the yoongi thing" you stummer and feel nervous under his gaze.

Jungkook moves closer to your neck and you feel your breath becoming heavier. His warm breath hits your neck and you feel the goosebumps appear on your skin.

Jungkook notices the hickeys yoongi's left on your skin and he chuckles. He slowly and gently places a kiss on your neck and your mind starts running you don't want to feel this, you refuse your body from reacting to him.

But jungkook definitely notices this and he chuckles again and moves to your ear. You feel his smile drop and his demeanour become cold.

"Y/n I don't give a fuck who you fuck. If you want to fuck him go ahead. I don't care" he says harshly in your ear.

He then abruptly detaches his body from yours and you can see the coldness in his eyes as he walks away not sparing you a single glance.

You stand there wondering what the actual heck just happened. Why did he do that and why did you react like that, you're infuriated by the fact that jungkook acted that way because it was not necessary. But you're mostly angry about the way your body reacted, even if you did hold yourself. Why did you let him do that why didn't you stand up for yourself and push him away for running away and not telling you where he went.

why did you even apologize for something that doesn't concern him and now he feels more entitled and superior.

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airplanned · 10 months

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Castletown Academy 6

It’s the wedding! Zelda is both nervous and smitten. Which is bad, because there’s nothing between them.

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Zelda made a point to not spend too long primping, but she did spend a longer than she should have combing Ralphie's hair. His cow-lick in the back simply would not stay down, which usually wasn't an issue, but now that she'd gotten the rest of his hair to lie flat, the way just one section popped straight up was rather obvious.

"How are you feeling?" she asked, trying to sound light to distract from how frustrated she was getting with his hair and how nervous she was getting at the thought of her approaching wedding.

A slow smile spread across Ralphie's face in the mirror. "Flora's really going to be my sister?"

"Your step-sister. Are you excited?"

"Yeah."

"I'm glad." Suddenly, the cow-lick didn't seem so bad. None of this seemed bad. "What about Link? What do you think of him?"

His smile slipped a little bit. "He's okay."

"Just okay?"

He thought a moment. "He's going to me my...step-dad?"

Her hands stilled over his head. She took him by the shoulders and turned him around so she could look him in the eyes. "Not all dads are like your father," she said.

He lowered his eyes.

"Link wants what's best for you. He already cares about you, and I think he understands you. But you are allowed to spend as much or as little time with him as you want. And if you really don't like him, say the word and he's gone. Deal?"

"Okay," he said. It sounded hesitant, but he still had a voice, so that was something.

They weren't obnoxiously early to their appointment with the judge. She would have looked immensely pathetic sitting around anxiously waiting for her betrothed.

Ten minutes early. That was reasonable.

Link had beat her there and was in the middle of tucking one of Flora's braids into place, a rubber band between his teeth and flowers about to fall off the bench beside him.

That meant Flora saw Zelda and Ralphie first. She gasped and tried to run up to them, but Link still had hold of her hair, so her attempt at running ended up jerking her head backwards.

First, he checked her head and neck to make sure she was okay, and then he looked up, his eyes widening. He stood to be polite, while still trying to get the braid back into place as quickly as possible.

"Don't bounce around so much, it'll fall out again." And then Flora was free.

"You look so pretty!"

Zelda smiled and bent low. Talking to children was something she could handle. "You look pretty too." Flora had a green dress with lots of netting in the skirt. As she did a twirl, hidden sparkles of what must be rhinestones caught the light.

"Daddy wouldn't let me get dressed until we got here. He thought I'd get dirty."

"My mom combed my hair fifty times," Ralphie said. "I'm not supposed to touch it."

"You look like a statue," Flora announced. He kind of did. Zelda had added gel. Had she added too much gel?

"Like a statue in a good way," Link said. "I like your suspenders."

Ralphie grinned.

And then Link's attention turned to Zelda. In his movements was a strand of uncertainty that hadn't been there when he'd talked to the children. He passed her a small bouquet of silent princesses as if he were offering her flowers on a first date. She didn't let her hands shake as she took them.

"You look lovely."

"Thank you," she said. Then because she was a fool, she said, "I've worn this dress before. My godmother hosts elaborate teas, and this has gotten compliments in the past, and it was this or my other white dress, which is a bit too formal. It's long and strapless and--anyway. I thought about buying a new dress, but I probably would have fretted about finding the perfect dress all week and then ended up just wearing this anyway."

Link's smile quirked. Then he leaned closer, and Zelda sucked in a breath.

"You're nervous."

"I--You can't prove that."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"No. I think I'll just be nervous."

That made him smile, and, oh, his smile was nice. His eyes were very blue, like the flower in his button hole.

She was being so weird. This was probably difficult for him after the death of his wife to have a second, low effort wedding with someone he didn't love. It was probably difficult for him, but she was the one being weird. She needed to step it up.

Link checked his watch, then announced, "Okay! Kids come here." There were still some flowers on the bench, and he came up with a single silent princess and a straight pin, which he bent down and, with gentle hands, attached it to Ralphie's suspenders over his heart. "This is so we all match," he explained. "People will know we go together. And if any of us get lost in the building, they can just find the other people with blue flowers." Ralphie seemed to stand up straighter, his chest puffing out. "Yeah. That looks good."

Link tried to use the same care when inserting the last silent princess into the coil of braids at the back of Flora's head, but she was bouncing a bit too much, and he just ended up shoving it into place.

"Okay, now. Since you are standing up for your mom and you are standing up for me, you both have very important jobs. I need you to hold onto these boxes, and keep them very very safe, and when the judge asks, you're going to hand them over. I'm trusting you both not to lose them, but we've got--" He checked his watch. "--Two minutes, so I think we'll be good. Can I count on you?"

He looked both kids in the eyes, one after the other, and they both gave solemn nods, clutching the ring boxes to their chests.

"Thank you."The clerk called their names, and they were swept into the process of showing their identification and signing forms. The clerk had clearly done this a million times, and the careful, standardized procedure of it all soothed Zelda's nerves.

Then they were walking before the judge. It looked like a normal court room, with the judge at a raised desk and set benches to either side of the aisle. A few people moved about the edges of the room, but distant and discreet. The judge smiled at them and at the children, and Zelda handed over their paperwork. And then the judge was talking--a joyful preable about people coming together in love and pledging their lives to one another.

It made her feel like a fake.

Link took her hand and squeezed, and she gripped onto him as tight as she dared.

"Do you, Zelda, take Link to be your spouse and live together as partners, to treat him with love and respect and build a family that grows stronger as time passes?"

That she could agree to. "I do."

"Do you, Link, take Zelda to be your spouse and live together as partners, to treat her with love and respect and build a family that grows stronger as time passes?"

His full attention bore into her, all even-tempered kindness and unearned fondness. "I do."

Her heart squeezed. But he was just doing what he could for his daughter, and he was just being kind, and she was just thankful he'd agreed to this without taking and taking and taking, and she was just getting caught up in the moment.

She had an awkward second when Ralphie handed Link's ring to her, because she tried to put it on Link's finger while still holding her flowers. Link took them from her, and held them in his free hand until she was done, then handed them back while she whispered her thanks. Then he was taking her hand and sliding a ring into place. The stones glinted like the sparkles in Flora's dress.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Whew! She smiled in relief, and in the distance a scattering of random people clapped for them.

The judge gave Link a knowing look and jerked his head in her direction.

Oh. Oh right.

Again, Link looked shy. But he moved in and rested a hand against her hip. His lips pressed to hers, soft and brief, too brief, and her hand came up to cup his jaw--her hand with a new ring on it.

The kids were both dancing as they skipped back out of the courtroom, her hand in Link's.

It was only as they left and she felt the soothing warmth of relief and a tell-tale blush in her cheeks that Zelda finally had the ware-with-all to take in her surroundings, and that's when she caught sight of a couple sitting in the back, and she nearly stumbled in surprise.

The woman beamed and clapped her hands in silent, excited applause. She hadn't known her husband's plan or didn't care, because while she seemed to want Zelda to see her, the man slid low in his seat and half covered his face, peeking out at her, as if a seven-foot-tall Zonai man could hide.

#Zelda #my fic #Castletown Academy

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gunthermunch · 2 years

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Gunther: at least we won't get to see the other Munches ever again Lucas: … Gunther: or, at least 'til the next funeral Lucas: sigh at least WG: i think this is it WG: it's HUGE!! Gunther: shhhHHHHH- Lucas: what is that? Gunther: nothing you should be worried about, right Wolfgang? door creaks Mila: sorry, am i interrupting? WG: oh no not at all Mila: I need a break. from everything Mila: black clothes don't really suit me. Mila: that's definitely what i needed. I missed hugging all my babies at once Mila: it's good to see you're back Wolfie Lucas: we really missed you WG: don't get your hopes up, i'm staying with Beanpole Mila: is that so? Gunther: yeah, i'm keeping him Mila: great! that'll do wonders to your relationship. i'm a phone call away, you know, if you need some assistance Gunther: for sure WG: excuse me? Mila: not now boys. big sigh there's still so much we need to talk about, so many papers. WG: do we really need to talk inheritance? we already know who's getting the big part Gunther: Wolfgang. Mila: he's right, your grandpa didn't have much anyways. Mila: well, which one of you want to bake something for me Gunther: i can- Mila: honey i'm sorry but i'd rather not WG: i can make some slightly good bread Mila: perfect. Mila: wha- Gunther you haven't proposed yet? where's the ring? Gunther: it's a process mom!! WG: what a freak Mila: i'm so glad my father isn't alive to see this Lucas: sigh

#ts4 #munch #GROUP HUG!!! and demise #also yes i skipped the whole funeral and reception etc we really dont need to see the extended family they suck #mila munch #gunther munch #wolfgang munch #lucas munch #wow whole gang

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theferal-possum · 2 months

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hey so nobody knows this blog but i got out of control while telling my friend about a writing a prompt i thought of and so now im giving it to you fire emoji (below the clip)

au where lance had his schoolbag for some reason (he doesnt know why he grabbed it, he likes to think it was the universe letting him have things from home to remind him that yes, he will make it back) and as they reach the edge of the solar system, his bag starts to ring, his familiar ringtone playing throughout the lion.

he's not quite sure why he decided to go on a hunt to find a charger to get it's battery up, maybe fate playing with the strings a bit to get it to happen, he's not sure.

it's what the paladins have deemed as "night-time," around 9pm back on earth. he was nearly asleep but is now clambering for his bag, worn from the years he's spent using it in space. he rips the phone from it, staring in disbelief that he was able to get a signal from all the way out here.

the words are clear on his screen, though his eyes are blurring them, tears threatening to fall.

MAMÁ

his hands are shaky as he clicks the accept button. the heart threatening to beat out of his chest the only thing assuring him that it isnt a dream.

it's quiet for a moment, before his mother's quiet words ring through his ears.

"..mijo?"

she sounds as if she's aged 10 years in only 5, but her voice was still heavy with that slight spanish accent, worn from years of english, that used to scold him and tell lance how much she loves him. but it's everything he's missed. and he can't helps the way his voice breaks when he says,

"mamá. oh mamá we're coming home."

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lance doesn't know why, after the call with his mother ends, he calls keith. sure they're friends now but he hasn't been sure if theyre that close yet.

but he does anyways.

it only rings for a second, the image of keith appearing on his screen. pajamas on, and kosmo laying their head in his lap, with his comm pad held lazily in one hand. the screen lit up with one of the crosswords allura had given them to help with their altean.

"hey man, what's up? you alright? you look like you've been crying."

he leans forward in the chair, much to kosmos dislike, his eyes squinting and brow furrowed in concern.

lance suddenly feels concious of how he looks, eyes red and puffy, but just wipes at his eyes, looking at the side of his controls rather than the screen.

"yeah, it's just uh. i got a call from my mom, from my old phone. and i just, i don't know."

keith sits up fully in his seat, although knocking kosmo's head off fully, and clicks his comm pad off and setting it onto the floor.

"dude, really?! i'm surprised you got signal all the way out here. but i'm glad for you! how was she doing?"

keith looks genuinely happy for him, not something lance often had the privilege to see.

"she's uhm."

he takes a moment to steel himself. taking a deep breath as he reminds himself that he won't have to talk about only memories of her the next day. it won't hurt to talk about her.

"she's doing good, she was uh. really happy to hear from me. says she called me every week just to see if i would maybe pick up."

and lance's heart can't help but break, as he thinks about his mamá, face creased with worry, sat with her phone in hand, hoping her son would pick up. hoping that he would come back. that he would come home.

"she uh, only starting calling once or twice per month after the first year, so i guess i got lucky. it was really nice to hear her voice again. i almost forgot."

(his face falls, as he thinks of the countless nights that he'd try. try to hard to remember what she sounded like. how she rolled her r's, how she sounded as she yelled at him to do his chores faster, how she said i love you. he could never get it just right.)

"it's funny honestly, i used to hope for the day that i wouldn't have to hear it as much. i'd mock her voice from behind my door after an argument. but now i can't even imagine that. i guess, you don't know how much you'd miss something until you lose it.

and i know it seems silly to miss her this much considering we were gone only 2 years. but for her it was five. and at some points i wasn't–"

his voice begins to crack, his hand gripping the edge of his seat so hard that his fingers were white. the tears in his eyes threatening to fall.

"–i wasn't sure if i'd ever see her again. if i'd be able to tell her that i was coming home."

lance gives a watery laugh, rubbing his hand on the back of his head as he realises that he just dumped that all on keith.

“sorry that was, kind of a ramble.”

he finally looks back up at the screen, tears pricking the back of his eyes as he tries not to cry again. keith is staring at seemingly nothing just behind the screen, face drawn up in an expression lance can't decipher. thoughtfulness? he's not quite sure. but he doesn't have time to figure it out before keith speaks again, his gaze falling down to the floor as he starts to fidget with the string on his sweatpants.

"i understand what you mean. and im not trying to make this about me but, after spending two years on a space whale, i learned theres a lot of things you don't realise you'll miss."

he looks up, his face almost determined as he looks at lance directly now.

"but hey, you'll get to see her tomorrow, you won't have to miss her for much longer."

lance nods, smiling as a warmth spreading through his chest. he feels a renewed hope for the next day. he was going to go home.

(little note but the idea that theres a big group that surrounds the lions after they land, which the paladins get lost in immediately

and so lance is desperately searching through the crowd trying to find his family, before seeing keith waving and pointing almost frantically, but a smile on his face.

and as the crowd moves his mamá comes into view, standing next to keith

she calls out to lance, and he immediately runs over, engulfing her in a hug that lasts, definitely more than 20 seconds, and once he pulls away she starts tearfully rambling about how much she missed him, how she always knew in her heart that he'd come back, etc. etc.

but after a moment wipes the tears from her eyes and cheerfully exclaims that she was struggling to find him before keith had helped her, saying how nice he is, mother stuff yk

and keith is looking away blushing slightly from the compliments, and lance just looks at him and thanks him with such a genuine tone that keith cant help but smile fondly at him)

#i went insane and wrote all 1.2k words of this in under 40 minutes #might continue it/flesh it out more in the future #i have a couple more ideas that would work really well with it #who knows!#keith kogane #lance mcclain #klance #voltron

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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years

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How about something like this: Reader is having a “friends with benefits” relationship with Daryl, all good until they arrive in Alexandria and Spencer started flirting with her! It’s up to you how to end the story, I mean what do you think Daryl would do??

Hiiii 👋🏼 it’s been awhile since sent you a request! Anyways, i hope you are doing good, i wanted you to know that i really appreciate that with everything that’s going on in your life you still find time to write. Know that you are sooo much loved in the Dixon fandom! 🫶🏼🫶🏼

I loooove the Daryl fandom way more than they love me, I assure you. You guys are painfully loyal just like him😂 You're the best, I've missed seeing your lovely requests! Thank you for being here and I'm so glad that you like the stuff I write, it honestly makes me more happy than anything.

Daryl made it painfully obvious from the start that I was never 'his'. I would end up in 'his' bed, touched by 'his' hands, and 'his' best friend, sure. But anything outside of the realm of casual sex and deep conversations in the middle of the night when everyone else was sleeping, I'm not anything but my own. He's always said I'm my own free woman, I didn't belong to him even though he acted ridiculously jealous and possessive in the right- or wrong- circumstance.

He's always hated when Rick's offered to help me with things that Daryl would typically help me with; like restarting my car, going out on runs, even simple things like carrying things from one place to another. He hates when men get too close to me and practically any other time where he might not be able to be there, brooding and angry and to act as my own personal body guard.

But for someone who stressed that we were strictly friends, he had a very odd way of showing it.

"So, you've been out there all by your lonesome?" Spencer asks, shifting in his seat in front of me as I look around Alexandria with a fond smile, happy to see people living their day to day in an almost normal sense- something resembling the life we all had before the world fell apart.

"I mean, I wasn't alone. I had help from my friends- they're practically my family at this point." I chuckle nervously, avoiding his curious and demanding gaze as his fingers twitch against the table just inches from mine. He looks too interested in me as I sit alone, waiting for the rest of my friends to undergo the intake created by the small 'government' (if you could call it that) led by Spencers mom.

"I can tell. You guys are attached at the hip." He chuckles sheepishly.

"For sure. Guess we're some sort of trauma bonded." I scoff, briefly thinking over all the ridiculous, death defying moments we've all been through together in the short time we've known each other. Especially Daryl and I- spanning from dangerous runs to dangerous rendezvous's in the woods late at night.

"Well, if you can ever detach yourself, I'd love to get to know you." He offers with a kind smile but there's something sinister behind his eyes, the type of look that makes your skin crawl and a shiver run down your spine.

"Aye!" A loud, familiar voice startles the both of us as I jump in my seat, turning to see Daryl tracking up to us at a dangerous speed, his jaw tense and brows furrowed. He glares at Spencer for a few moments before muttering."Get lost."

"We were having a conversa-"

"Go on." Spencer looks to me for support but my head just dips, not arguing with Daryl's instructions and agreeing with the want for Spencer to be gone. After a few moments, Spencer huffs like a toddler throwing a tantrum and clumsily stands up from the table before marching off.

"Daryl." I huff, looking up at him with a tired look as he slips down onto the bench beside me, his hand immediately reaching out to span across my thigh, the movement making my skin tingle in excitement.

"What?" He asks, too focused on the way my skin feels beneath his palm and I almost manage to forget what I wanted to get on his case about- until I hear Spencers annoying voice from only twenty feet away, probably complaining about his newest inconvenience.

"He was being nice." I huff, reaching out to rest my hand on his shoulder as he looks up at me with squinted eyes, a sarcastic scoff leaving him after a moment.

"Don't like 'im." He states simply, scooting the slightest bit closer to me and his eyes flicker back and forth between mine and my lips, his tongue sweeping out to wet his lips. The movement catches me off guard and makes me want nothing to do but to reach out and kiss him senselessly.

"That doesn't mean that you have to be a straight out ass to him."

"Yeah it does." He laughs, a teasing smirk on his lips as his hand travels higher, sirens going off in my head but I don't make any move to stop him.

"Why's that?" I ask, folding my arms over my chest in defiance but he just laughs at me.

"Don't want him getting the wrong idea." He states like it's nothing- like it's something the both of us should be aware of but my brows just furrow deeply in confusion with a small pout. "Bout you. Bout me."

"What would be the wrong idea?" I ask.

"That you ain't mine." His gaze is stern as he looks back at me, lip tucked between his teeth as if he didn't want to confess that and that it just slipped out without warning. His cheeks blush a bit at his confession, his big eyes blinking dumbly a few times as a surge of confidence rushes through me.

"Am I?" I ask, leaning towards him as my nose bumps against his, pulling a small gasp out of him at my forwardness. "This is the first I'm hearing of this."

"Watch it."

"Or what?" I ask with a taunting smirk, knowing exactly what he means but wanting him to say it, for him to own up to being jealous.

"Don't play that game." He warns lowly, his jaw tensing as his eyes flicker nervously away from me, still boyish and bashful after all this time.

"You act like you don't love it." I whisper, pressing a lingering kiss to his cheek as a shiver runs down his spine, his fingers only gripping my thigh tighter as he gives it a playful slap.

"Yeah, yeah."

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hutchersonsgurl · 6 months

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Mike's client

Yn is pulling up to her old childhood home she sees a a tall dark haired boy and a little dark haired girl at the house next store

How cute is that yn thought to herself I always wanted a sibling yn sighed as she got out of the car welcome back to normal life she said to herself

Yn walks up to the front door of her house and her dad opens the door "Yn welcome home kiddo your mom and I missed you so much you have no idea but there's one thing I need to tell you first we hired you a bodyguard " yn's dad says

"YOU Did WHAT? " yn yells at her father

"The whole point of coming home is so i can be a normal girl I don't want no gross old dude following me around" yn continues to her dad

"Well lucky for you you won't have to worry about that mike is only a few years older then plus he lives next store which is even better" yn's dad says with a smile on his face

The door bell rings as yn was about to say something else but as her mom opened the door it was the same darked haired boy and little girl you've seen earlier

"Yn this is mike your bodyguard" her dad says

"Hi" says mike

"Hi" replies back

Yn is thinking about how to get out of this situation but then she realizes that mike is kinda cute he looks tired but still really cute

Hm this could be fun yn thinks to herself in her head

Hey yn I'm such a big fan I love your music I wanted to give you this picture I drew for you since my brother is your bodyguard now and knowing that my brother can be boss the little girl gets closer to yn and believe me I'd know she whispers I thought you'd like this

Abby- mike replies trying to stop her from talking to much

No no, she's fine Mike really yn bends down on one knee thank you Abby I really love this yn says as she hugs Abby with a smile

So you like it abby questions

I love it yn replies abby smiles in return

Mike stood there watching the conversation between the two of them he thought he was gonna be watching some spoiled rich girl and he thought it was gonna be even worse then working at freddy's but he's glad to know that you have a good heart and do really well with his sister

Oh, yn we're going out of town and you'll be staying with mike and his sister abby he'll take good care of you I'm sure yn's mom says as she's about to walk out the door with her father

Wow just wow I get back home and you are leaving already? Yn says

You know most kids your age would be happy about this I know you just turned 18 but I don't want anything happening to you yn her mom continues

Yn's parents leave the house and drive off in a hurry

So do you need to get anything from your room? Mike questions

Oh, no I'm good I probably wouldn't fit in anything up there anyways yn replies

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Mike abby and yn walk over to Mike's house

That's the end of part 1

Part 2 coming soon

#josh hutcherson #mike schmidt imagine #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt

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dduane · 2 years

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When I saw your addition to the gravity falls post, it took me a few minutes to fully believe the real Diane Duane is just hanging out on tumblr. I read Young Wizards back when I was like 12 or so, when my mom was trying to get me to read anything besides Harry Potter. I've managed to publish a YA fantasy book myself that didn't get much reach, but I'm still determined to finish the story on my own terms. Knowing that you and Neil Gaiman are on tumblr just doing your thing, even though a lot of younger folks on here aren't familiar with your work, is both a wild and comforting feeling. Inspiring even, to continue writing what I care about. Glad to be following you now!

Hey, you're welcome on the journey. :)

...The fun part of having a multigenerational readership is you're never sure who's going to (a) be discovering you for the first time, (b) be rediscovering you (if I had a nickel for every time I'd heard the phrase "Oh wow, I loved those books when I was a kid, what do you mean there's ten of them now...?!", etc etc), or (c) going to start telling you "I had no idea you were here, I read those books when I was a kid and I'm introducing my kids [sometimes even grandkids] to them now!"

And all of those are good, and all of them feed (out of shot, usually) into (d), "Huh, all these people are saying nice stuff about her books, maybe I should read them." ...And that goes exactly as the Fates may will it, because I know what people's TBR piles look like (because I know what mine looks like). :)

...Anyway, so here I am. For (I suspect) at least some of the same reasons @neil-gaiman's here: the space is more pleasant and more fun than other parts of social media / online life, and has stayed more or less like the way it was when we first wandered into it.

Meanwhile: good luck with your own writing. And keep at it! Half of success in this business (and I really suspect, most days, a lot more than half) is persistence...

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sandwichboyfriend · 1 year

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Insomnia

he/they pronoun use for the reader.

scarvio goes through the day/night cycle on a set time, and doesnt change based on your current time so thats where the idea came from

Being an insomniac is hard, but moving to Paldea proved to be the best idea your mom had gone through. Having to find the "treasure" was easier, when you worked through the night. No one really checked up on you, since all they saw was a hard working young guy, who was just a workaholic.

Larry did try to get them to rest a bit before the battle, but didn't get through to the young boy. After his defeat, he offered some food, so he could at least stop and eat a proper meal, since he looked a bit tired. The trainer took the offer and had a lovely meal with Larry.

"Thank you, Larry, this was really nice"

"Anytime, (Y/n).. Please try to have some rest, you're going to overwork yourself to the bones."

They simply nodded, and waved goodbye as they left.

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One night, Arven was gathering ingredients for his sandwiches, and let mabostiff try to sniff out some stuff that may be laying around. Suddenly his tail started wagging hard, and started running off.

Startled, Arven runs after him. All the things that ran through Arven's mind, this definitely wasn't what he was expecting to see at all. (Y/n) was awake, and battling pokemon with what looks like some newer pokemon he's just caught.

Mabostiff reaches him, just has he's finished battling, and jumps on top of him. Not having expected it, he falls, and any fear of getting trampled on by a random Mabostiff leaves, as he realizes its definitely Arven's. He smells too clean, and like food to be anyone else's.

"Hey Arv, why are you up? its like um.." looks at his watch "it's 2 am, you shouldn't be awake."

Arven raises an eyebrow, and smiles knowingly, "Yeah I know. I sometimes wake up at to collect the berries before wild pokemon wake up. They're usually the better ones for pokemon recipes.. why are you up, though?"

(Y/n) pushes off Mabostiff from on top of him, but stays sitting on the grass. They just shrug, "I can't sleep, so I battle my lower level pokemon until I'm tired, but we're aways from that right now."

"You need to sleep, little buddy. I'm going to set up camp for us, and you're going to sleep, okay? I'll even get Mabostiff to lay on you so you don't leave." Arven suddenly gets an idea, "oh, actually that may work. He's sort of like a weighted blanket, and it's comfortable"

(Y/n) snorts, and shakes his head, "Absolutely not, he was on me earlier, and my breath was gone, Arv. He could asphyxiate me in my sleep by accident. I'm not as strong as you are, I can't handle his weight. I'd rather try to sleep with you on top of me, as the weighted blanket."

Arven's face grows warm, and he clears his throat, "I mean, it could work? I'm not as heavy as mabostiff, and I'm pretty sure you can handle my weight."

"Wh- huh? Arven I was joking. I'll try to just sleep, but if that doesn't work.. I guess we can try? Better than what I've been doing anyways; battling until I eventually get really tired."

Arven nods, "That's a terrible way of going about it. Let me set up camp then."

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"You really don't have to do this Arven, it's fine. Honestly-"

Arven interrupts, and argues, "you have dark circles, and bags under your eyes. This is not a way to live. You'll be in an early grave if you can't get the sleep you need."

Sighing, (Y/n) lays inside his sleeping bag and nods to Arven. Arven lowers his upper body onto their chest, and then completely lays as comfortably as he can be on them.

"Oh.. actually this is really nice. the pressure and warmth you exude is really nice, Arv. I think-," they get interrupted by their own yawn, "I think this could work."

Arven just smiles, glad his plan actually worked. Thankfully, Arven was comfortable, and warm with the blanket he had brought. Soon enough they're both asleep, and night goes by quickly.

_____

Arven is the first one awake. He notices that (Y/n) is still asleep, so he takes the time to really look at their features. They have fairly dark circles, with some pretty long lashes, along with some really soft looking lips, and some light freckles that you couldn't see unless you were looking hard at their face.

His eyes flutter open, and stretches a bit to wake up.

"Did you rest well? You look way less tired." Arven asks him, as he starts putting his sleeping gear away.

"Yeah, it was definitely the best sleep I've gotten in a while. Thank you Arven, it really means a lot." (Y/n) gives him a sleepy smile, rubbing the sleep out of them.

"If you want, it could be a night routine. You need to sleep more often, and I wouldn't mind sleeping with you every night." Arven gets flustered at his wording, "n-not in that way, I just um.. I just meant that you're surprisingly comfortable to lay on."

"I couldn't do that to you every day, I would feel guilty about it. You and I have stuff to do that don't align, so we'd have to-" (Y/n) giggles

Arven puts a gentle hand on his shoulder, and cuts him off, "It's okay, I wouldn't mind it. I mean, I would do anything for you, because you're worth it."

(Y/n) face heats up, and fiddle with their hands nervously, "Thanks Arven, I love you."

W-what?" Arven's face heats up, and he covers his tamato berry colored ears with his hair.

(Y/n) takes a moment to realize what they've just said, and puts a hand on his mouth.

"Oh, I didn't mean to.. I just.. hah, didn't think I'd be confessing so early in the morning, I uhm," swallowing the nerves down, and ignoring how warm his face felt, (Y/n) looked at Arven. "I think I'm in love with you. You're so nurturing and sweet to everyone, especially with your darling pokémon. For all the time we've been friends, I've fallen deeply and hopelessly for you. I don't care if you don't reciprocate, but now you know."

"Oh wow, I didn't know you'd like me back." Arven looks surprised at the sudden confession. "I thought you were way too cool to like me, especially since you're always so busy with cool projects. Kinda thought you liked Nemona, or maybe even Penny."

With a hearty laugh, he put a gentle hand on top of Arven's much bigger hand, "No, they're not my type; you are though. I really like you a lot Arven, would you go out with me?"

Arven nods, "Only if you let me treat you to my amazing breakfast sandwich."

#arven x male reader #arven pokemon #x male reader #male reader #x nb reader #x male y/n #trainer arven #scarvio x male reader

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aleksa-sims · 7 days

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RL Story

I had a nice evening with N., his Mom & her spouse, whose name's Felix. He is a musician. He plays e-bass & piano. He used to play in a band. Now he earns his money with private piano- or e-bass lessons. Before that, I never really met Felix. I thought he was more serious at 56. But I gotta say, I was positively surprised. He is quite a... jokester. In any case, he is a nice guy from whom I can learn a lot. Like playing the piano. Well, frankly, I still can’t play the piano. I guess I didn’t take it seriously.

After dinner N.’s Mom had a little chat with me and Nico. Only 2 months and 2 weeks left, but Nico and I still haven’t thought of a name for our Baby. We talked about it weeks ago, but we just couldn’t agree. Let's see...

After that N’s Mom took the opportunity to talk to me about.... some unpleasant topics. She and my Mom talked a lot about Nico and me. My Mom told her, that I married Daniel and also about the risks to my Baby, due to my addiction & pills. I'd love to run away. But N.'s Mom was always nice to me, so I decided to talk to her. She didn’t want to expose me or anything. She just wanted to make something clear.

N.'s Mom: You don’t have to talk to me about your marriage. I know how uncomfortable this is for you and I also know how it feels to divorce.

Me: I’m so sorry I wasn’t honest to you. I was so ashamed. I knew Nico and Stephanie were engaged and still got involved with him. And yea, I was also married. 😞

N.'s Mom: Don't worry about that.... Nobody is perfect A... Remember when you told me about your addiction? You thought this would change my mind about you. But you were and still are, such a nice girl. After you and N. broke up, I was... surprised & sad. But I never expected you, to call me and talk to me about it. I noticed when you visited P.’s Mom, that you avoided me. I want you to know, that I wasn’t upset about it. I know you were sad..... And yes, your high-risk pregnancy worries me, but I don’t judge you.

Me: I’m so glad you brought this up. Yk, I didn’t visit P.’s Mom and Fabienne often. It was hard for me to be there. I kept looking over to your house, thinking about N. It hurt sm... We all hurt each other a lot. In the end, I was glad it was over. I mean both of them! 😞... Still, I never want to be separated from N. again. As for my pregnancy, I’m really happy rn, but at the same time, also worried about my Baby. 😞

N.'s Mom: Whatever comes, you’ll make it... Your parents and I will help you. If, you want that.

Me: Thank you. I will certainly accept your help.

N.'s Mom: I hope you feel comfortable in this old house. There’s still so much to do, but I can handle it.

Me: The livingroom's so cozy & beautiful. The hallway upstairs looks a little creepy to me. But I think this gives the house that ...special charm. I kinda like it.

N.'s Mom: The house is old. It belonged to his parents and I knew we would have a lot of work here. But since I’m having a grandbaby, I thought, this is the perfect place for us.

Me: 😳Yeah, I get what you mean. I'm sure our little one will like it.

I felt very comfortable with N.’s Mom and Felix, they are both so nice. I hope the good mood remains. 😬 It’s N’s birthday soon, so his Mom invited Melanie too. She tried to reconcile us. I think N.’s Mom forgot how MEAN and insane her daughter is? 😠 Anyway, I'll try but... agh, Idk?

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #ts 4 story #rl story #myrlgameplay #simself #cw pregnancy #cw addiction

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nogenderbee · 1 year

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Hello Bee! I hope you don't mind but, may i ask N25 headcanons with an autistic gn reader?

Also, i really love your writings they are amazing<33

Heya! I don't know about autism but I still hope I did it somehow right... anyway I just hope you enjoy and that I didn't hurt anyone feelings <3

Kanade, Mafuyu, Ena, Mizuki with autistic!reader

TagList: @no1mizukifan - come get your cute animator~

⊱ Kanade didn't noticed it as well so the only way for her to know that is by you telling her that

⊱ sure, she might've noticed your behavior that was a little different to her but she never got too into it since she didn't minded it

⊱ she definitely makes a little research about it to know more about this topic since she's not very familiar with it

⊱ when she discovers that you might be sensitive to sunlight, she completely understands you and suggests you won't go out and always have inside date

⊱ although others are quick to remind that humans need sunlight from time to time Honami is like your mom, prove me wrong

"Is it true you're sensitive to sunlight? If so, I'd be glad to just stick with inside dates. I mean... it's not like I enjoy being outside either..."

⊱ if you also have real problems with understanding others emotions then she'll be quick to explain it to you whenever she can

⊱ she honestly doesn't treat you any different unless you asked her for help or if she feels like you may use some little help in daily life

⊱ Mafuyu knows very well what autism goes with since she probably have been attending our still attends to some psychology classes

⊱ so even if you told her yourself, she probably already figures it all long ago and just didn't mentioned it

⊱ she finds it quite interesting that she can't find her true feelings and you have problem with reading them off people

⊱ if she's still in her 'good girl' mode, she'll treat you more kindly than she does others and of course will help whenever you ask her

⊱ if she's get usual self tho, she doesn't really care, although she still will help you if you ask her! Just not as smiley and kindly...

⊱ but that doesn't mean she's a total malicious to you, she's just not as 'eager' to help

"You need help with that? When do you want me to help? Because now, I would say I'm busy. So you can do it on your own, can't you?"

⊱ basically she makes even better research and maybe asks her mom to join psychology classes which of course she agrees since Mafuyu put effort in making good arguments

⊱ the only thing that might change in the way she's treating you is that she puts helping you higher then most things

⊱ Ena definitely was annoyed by some of your actions but didn't realize ti was because if autism

⊱ even if you tell her about yourself, she still will dhow hiw annoyed she is by some of your actions but she's never too mean about it

⊱ if someone else makes fun of you tho then oh boy, she'll protect you as if her own life and career would depend on it

⊱ then she realizes that you're not good with recognizing emotions and she feels a little guilty since you might haven't even notice when she was annoyed and thought that her 'it's nothing's were honest

⊱ so now you have her by your side whenever you need and she'll do everything in her power to help you best as she can

"Hey, if anyone ever says one mean word to you then you better tell ma that, okey? I have my way of dealing with people like that!"

⊱ if you're sensitive to sunlight, she'll probably bring sunscreen for you but later goes with Mizukis advice and gets you umbrella for sun protection

⊱ in the end, she treats you differently than others because you're her partner and not because of autism

⊱ Mizuki probably heard about autism here and there, and they even noticed some sygnale of it in you but decided to ignore it since they considered it a little mean

⊱ when you tell them the truth, they'll totally appreciate your honesty and will also be proud a little of themselves for actually thinking so before knowing it

⊱ if it happens that you took a like that's considered weird by society, they most likely would be interested in knowing more about it and maybe will take a like of it themselves

"That's not weird. Society thinks it's weird! And why should we care about it?! C'mon, tell me more about it! Because I'm reeaaaly interested now."

⊱ if you're also sensitive to sunlight, they'll buy you cute umbrellas that's purpose is to cover you from the sun

⊱ later, they probably buy one for themselves as well since they just found it so cute and decided that matching umbrellas would look amazing together

⊱ they don't treat you any different at all to be honest, they treat you just like they would treat their lover

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After dinner~

Leanne: Only been together for 4 months and you're already meeting each others parents!?! Why the rush!?

Summer rolls her eyes

Summer: Meeting family seems like a big thing, but it's really not. Chill, kid.

Leanne: Uh-HUH. Sure. Whatever he's cool I guess. I'm just glad you aren't stuck with grumpy Mr. Mason. So not your type why did you even LIKE him??

Summer: Who??? OH! You mean Matty? [laughs] Honestly it's been so long I forgot I was ever interested.

Leanne: Damn who knew you were so cold.

Summer: [shrugs] Not cold, just grew up. Anyway, goodnight!

Summer: Hey whatcha looking at?

Greyson: [snorts] Just seeing what Leanne meant by you having a type!

Summer: Oops, I forgot that was still in here.

Greyson: So, did I pass parents and sister inspection?

Summer: I'd say so. But the real test is tomorrow.

Greyson: Oh yeah, cousin and best friend. And Uncles. Hoo boy. Are the Costellos going somewhere for Winterfest, too? It's weird they don't have any decorations up.

Summer: Oh! [laughs] They don't celebrate it. Neither does my mom's side of the family. But the Cortes' do and they've always included us.

Greyson: Man the Bay is so weird.

Summer: Nah, Henford is.

Greyson: You say that, but next year I'll take you to the Winterfest-ival. It's a blast.

Summer: Oh so we'll be together in a year?

Greyson: That's my plan, that work for you?

Summer: Hmm. A Winterfest-ival does sound fun. It's a date then.

#simblr #ts4 #ts4 legacy #sims 4 #sims 4 legacy #cortes legacy #gen 4 #rebecca #greyson #summer #leanne #nicolas #andrea #awh :')#grey and summer just vibing

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magnumdays · 7 months

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Magnum PI - S05E11 - Hit and Run review

We're back. I guess. It feels strange knowing these are the last ten episodes it seems likely we're getting but judging from just this first one it's going to keep on being one heck of a ride at least for that :P

(Full honestly, something is wrong with my internet so I watched this with like 1 million little lags and annoying loading bits so... may have affected my viewer enjoyment. Also gotta go to bed because I gotta work tomorrow so this is a little short and 5% spell checked...)

Miggy

Wham-bam, thank you, ma'am. It would have been more shocking if we hadn't gotten the "I'm late in the promo" but still, it was fun to explore this for an episode. They didn't touch back on what Juliet said about not being sure if she wanted a baby or not, but from how the discussion went today she seemed to have changed her tune. Would have been good to have addressed. I thought the would with Magnum being incredibly award when she told him. (This was low-key a favorite part of mine because not knowing what to say Magnum is pretty rare.)

Loved that they're keeping the Miggy banter and Thomas Magnum logic going strong even with big life-changing-ish news looming on the horizon.

"Yeah but if you are pregnant you will be more pregnant tomorrow."

"Just like how you said you weren't scared of spiders?"

I think this was a big set-up for how the series is going to end. Which I think is going to be very Mentalist and we kind of needed to have them talk about and want a baby, even if not right now. (Seriously, if the show doesn't end with a Miggy wedding and baby on board I'm going to be annoyed.)

So yeah, I'm glad they had the baby talk and that it leads to Confessions! (have I been watching too much K-drama? Maybe. Yes.)

And is it weird that I cried there with them being all "I love you" at the end? Like I thought, kind of that I'd gone through my mourning process for this both with thinking season 4 was the end and during the past few months knowing season 5b is the last. But apparently, I was wrong. I still have tears left.

Watching this episode just kind of made me realize how much I love this show (all over again) and that I'm going to miss it and my babies sooo much.

TC being sad = sadness

It's was kind of hard to watch our favorite guy going through tough stuff. I feel like the *protect TC at all cost* society will sue someone :P no but I was really thankful things seem to be going in the right direction for him both with emotionally dealing and getting some feeling back!

Rick + Piper...

So Rick's got a new GF? I feel like she gotta have some connection to something bigger. Like she's for sure a spy or something right? Wasn't her being all "that dump never" just too great of a start? I mean Rick is cute and all, but just introducing her as a love interest would be a little frivolous? Though they have done that before with Ethan and Lia.

Anyway, Piper is cute and I can't wait to see what happens with it.

The Case!

I really liked this case, even if it the excitement was somewhat lost because my internet kept lagging. It's pretty classic "hitman decides to save victim" only with a Magnum and Higgins twist. It could have gone a lot of different ways and in a way it felt a little too quick for it to end. (I think this might be another K-drama symptom where most things just keep going throughout the season.) I was hoping/thinking when I heard "boarding school, sick mom" that we'd get a Juliet/kid bonding moment.

I would have liked Mr. Hitman to not have died so unceremoniously. I mean this poor kid, her mom is dead, her dad is dead, her brother just tried to kill her with 2 hitmen and now the guy who saved her (even if he was a hitman to start) dies? I mean come on! Couldn't he have gotten caught and she'd be like "I'll come visit you in jail" or something?

The Jin + Book

Are we going to get more flashbacks of Jin imagining the White Knight with superpowers? Because that was so weirdly hilarious. I was like? What? What? WHAT? Then I totally cracked up.

But yeah, hope we have something more with the TR Bell + White Knight. That kiss back from early season 4 is still one of my faves of theirs (even if it wasn't actually 'them'.)

Next week seems fun! Like, repo a fish? What a strange world, but it sure going to be amusing.

#magnum p.i.#magnum pi #magnum pi season 5 #magnum pi review #my review #miggy #juliet higgins #thomas mangum

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