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scaramouche x gn!reader

summary: you start seeing less and less of your lover and more and more of him with someone else.

- 2,522 words and 13,694 characters.

- slight cursing

a/n: sorry for not updating for so long •́ ‿ ,•̀ exams just ended. have this and not a part 2 of my last fic LOL.

9 days, 14 hours, 58 minutes and 2 seconds.

you don't know how you managed to keep track of the time but that's how long since you've seen your boyfriend in the day. if it wasn't for your shared apartment, you might've not even catch a glimpse of him at all.

these days, scaramouche has been coming home late and going out a lot. it's the reason why you've been staying up late night, waiting at the dinner table until he comes home for the dinner you prepared. but everytime he comes home it's already 2 am and the food has gone cold. you even offer to heat it up for him but he's either not hungry, already ate, or tired. but not too tired to go out with his friends it seems. and although you said friends, you're referring to a particular girl he's been spending more time with than anyone else. more time than with you. it didn't take long for you to find out why he's been ditching you. but it has been so long since you knew the reason yet you've done nothing about it.

you still wait at the kitchen table for who knows how long. but you always end up falling asleep, not noticing when he comes home. and the next day when you wake up, he's gone. that's basically your everyday routine. all you do is stay holed up in your shared apartment all alone. you didn't have much friends compared to him since you chose to hang out with him most of the time.

10 days, 2 hours, 4 minutes and 31 seconds.

it's late at night when scaramouche just entered the apartment. fortunately, you woke up almost immediately after hearing the door unlock. you fell asleep on the table, once again. and before scaramouche could even enter his bedroom, you called out his name.

"wait! scara..!" you still feel groggy from just waking up but you couldn't miss this chance. the chance to confront him. he stops in his tracks and slowly turns his head into your direction.

"what? be quick, i'm tired." scara replies. he was never the warm type of person, but he was also never this cold. you've never heard him speak in a tone like this. cold as ice. hearing him speak like that made you hesitate and even more nervous than you already were.

you nervously speak up,

"w-well, you know these days i've been thinking... you might be spending too much time with your friends and a girl i've been seeing you with. because we've barely hung out together compared to you and your friends." you finally confront of him. hoping he would understand how you feel, just like how you understand that he can have other friends as well.

"because of that, it's been really... lonely. I really don't wanna sound dramatic but maybe we could-"

"you are though." you internally flinch. before you could even finish what you were gonna say, scaramouche interrupted you. "you're being so dramatic y/n! can't i hang out with my friends?! you think you're the only one i have?! archons, there's so many people out there better than you! you're being so possesive."

you? possesive? is he being for real? are you wrong for wanting to spend time with your lover? his words keep echoing in your mind. 'dramatic, better than you, possesive.' you wanted to fight back and defend yourself. but, you wouldn't. you couldn't. you knew that he has other people to rely on too but who knew it would hurt this much when it's being said to you directly. what you didn't know is that he would choose to rely on them over you. now you look like a blind fool, who only saw the truth right now. the truth to his feelings. 'is that how he thinks of me?' you were stunned. too hurt to speak. but you snapped out of your daze once you felt something wet rolling down your face. a tear. you were, crying. crying for a guy who you knew you don't deserve. but you couldn't help it. all you could do now is wipe your tears.

"s-scara no- i'm sorry," what for? why do you need to apologize? "how about i join you with your friends instead? that way we both cou-"

"pfft." scaramouche tried holding his laughter. keyword: tried. he fails. bursting into a fit of laughter. "you? join us? tsk. don't make a joke like that, seriously... i don't need anybody to embarrass me infront of my friends. i told you, i'm too tired for this shit." and just like that, scara entered his room. leaving you all alone at the kitchen table, once again. you covered your mouth, hoping he wouldn't hear your muffled whimpers as you try to not to burst into tears. rushing to your own bedroom just after scara went to his.

you couldn't hold it in anymore. you broke down, tears streaming down from your eyes, too fast to wipe. you couldn't stop crying when you remember the things he had just said. but that wasn't the main reason as to why you were breaking down. sure, the hurtful words were a part of it but it was mostly because of the fact that, ...you know your worth. and you're worth more than this, and you deserve better. but you can't bring yourself to just... let go of him. you hate it that you wouldn't move on. that you couldn't move on.

8 days, 16 hours, 18 minutes and 20 seconds since that incident.

ever since that day you and scara has distanced even further. only seeing each other at night. barely. you told him how you felt and you didn't expect an outcome like this. you figured that you should treat yourself to something nice. you decide to go to the arcade. it was an arcade where you and scara would sometimes go to after class. it wasn't the best place to take a break at, considering you still think of him here, but atleast you were able to relax a bit. surprisingly, you managed to win something at the claw machine! it cheered you up when you remember the amount of times you spent money on rigged claw machines and end up getting nothing. maybe you should go to the arcade more. specifically on bad days. ironically, you're luckier on days where you feel like the unluckiest person ever.

just as you were about to get the prize you won, you saw something, no- scratch that, someone, out of the corner of your eye. someone you really didn't want to see. but still, you looked. your gaze lingered on him. you couldn't help but stare at scaramouche. your lover was right there. right there with another girl. is he cheating? is he leaving me? replacing me? you start overthinking, especially when you remember your last interaction with him. green hair, olive eyes. she's pretty too... maybe scara was right. maybe you were possesive... because right now you're feeling a lot of things. anger? sadness? jealousy? whatever it is --it doesn't feel good. while you were out here feeling like shit, scaramouche right now had the biggest smile on his face. with someone else, he looked so... happy. the smile on his face however, wasn't new to you. seeing it made you reminisce about the past. when you both were still happy together.

"scara! h-hey!-"

you both were walking at the side walk on the way home from school. it felt as if it was just yesterday when this happened. scara was teasing you, smudging ice cream on your face after you both bought some.

"ah- stop it!!"

scara didn't stop, he started laughing. he burst into laughter. and instead of being mad at him for teasing you again, you felt oddly comforted. was it because of his smile? seeing him so happy with you? whatever the reason was, you're just glad he's happy. and so you couldn't help but laugh along with him.

and right now, you're seeing the same memory again. but it's him,

...with someone else.

he's laughing with someone else. doing the same teasing to someone else. being so happy, with someone else.

it hurts.

and it hurts even more when you see that you won matching keychains. there's a pang on your chest and you can't explain the feeling. all you know is that you get this feeling when you see him being okay without you. while you're here suffering without him. it's unfair. you know your worth, and you deserve better. maybe... you should really move on.

so you've promised yourself, --you won't chat him, call him, prepare food for him, wait for him to get home. to think you would change yourself this much because of scara when he wouldn't change a single thing for you. but, it's for the better. now you're both avoiding each other.

15 days, 16 hours, 59 minutes and 58 seconds.

you managed to not interact with him as much for this long. things were awkward for the both of you, keeping replies short with each other. you think if other people saw you both they wouldn't even suspect the idea that you both are lovers. but hey, you kept your promise intact. fortunately, you haven't seen him at all for the past few days, not even a glimpse of him- ...yet.

as you were walking back home, you passed by you and scara's old spot. it was yours and scara's usual spot. it was somewhere near your shared apartment with him, an overlooking hill, where you could see the whole city. it was a place you both went to for a breath of fresh air. some memories quickly popped into your mind but you didn't wanna remember anything about it. not anymore. but it was only now that you noticed two figures on the spot. one was... from the silhouette you could already tell it was scara, but you still took a better look to confirm it and just as you suspected, it was him. now, the other figure was... the same girl again.

you're starting to hate the color green because of seeing her too much with him, although, you do feel slightly guilty 'cause you haven't even spoken to her once yet you feel like this. but still, you hate the color purple even more. it was the color of his hair, his eyes, and you were pretty sure it was his favorite color seeing how much his room is filled with it. because of him... you're hating a lot of things, including the fact that he looked so majestic right now. the wind blowing down on his face, his hair flowing with the air, his face leaning closer and closer to the girl's lips,...

as they kissed.

you watched as scara and the girl's lips touched each other's. it's a bit embarrassing to say but scara has never kissed you on the lips. was he saving it for a special moment like this? the atmosphere for them must have felt romantic. but right now, you feel like it's getting hard to breathe, the air around you is heavy, and your vision is getting blurry. ever since scara and you had distanced, you already knew at some point something like this would occur. but it still hurts. so much.

the dam broke.

tears started flooding down from your eyes. you cover your mouth, hoping the two of them wouldn't hear your sobs. your gaze fell downward. you couldn't bear to look at him again, it'll just break you even more. it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. and you start to think that maybe scara has never even loved you from the very beginning. maybe he was always more than friends with that girl. always ditching you for her, being this intimate with her, and at your personal spot with him too. looking back to your most precious moments with him, you really are a blind fool. you thought you were special. when in reality, he'd replace you the moment you do something he doesn't like.

and so, you break your promise. you take your phone out from your pocket. scrolling for a long while through your contacts. it was only now that you realize how long you actually didn't chat him. you finally find his name. 'scara♡'. you quickly cleared his nickname and started typing. even though your eyes were growing blurry from tears, you still tried to finish typing. albeit, with difficulty, you click send.

"scaramluche, we shoudl bresk up."

you didn't care if it had so much typos, you just wanted to get it over with. you tried staying loyal to him, for a long time. despite all of his complaints and how hard it was to breathe around him, you still endured. but a person could only take too much until they break.

you waited for a few minutes until the two of them finally left your spot. it was where you always went to when you needed a breathe of fresh air, so you went and sat there. watching the city lights, gazing at the sky, breathing this fresh air. this is what you need. no matter how many times you come to this place, the scenery always takes your breathe away. even though scaramouche was just here awhile ago, you couldn't even think about him right now. you wouldn't.

and for the first time in a while, you felt... relaxed. you felt calm. the air around you finally felt light, it was easier to breathe. now it's just you and yourself again. you were used to being alone in the confinements of your shared apartment, but this... feels different. you are alone, but you felt free. you aren't chained down to bothersome worries and doubts anymore.

going back to your shared apartment that day was difficult for you. but from then on, you knew things were gonna get better, so you held on. scaramouche didn't even bat an eye to the boxes lying around on your room. he didn't even care about the fact that your closet was getting emptier and emptier through the days. but that's good. because just like how he neglects you, you won't let yourself be bothered by him anymore.

and alas, the day comes where you finally move out. you went far enough to even ask the landlord if you could move in early. this is the beginning of your life without any problems. without any of him. scaramouche is blocked on all of your socials, he wouldn't know a thing about your whereabouts even if he tried to look for you. because you know a lot of things about him when he doesn't even know where you work.

you finished setting up your bed at your new apartment. you hastily scrambled onto the bed, lying down on your back. your whole body instantly felt relaxed and the only thing you could think about is that you don't regret doing this. you think that maybe this was really what you needed. a break from him, being freed from doubts and worries. you truly did the right choice of moving out, and...

33 days, 21 hours, 5 minutes and 10 seconds.

...moving on.

#genshin impact #genshin angst #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #rai! ✍️#scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche angst #wanderer x reader #scaramouche genshin impact #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #scara x reader #exams are over #genshin oneshots

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aeshiiteiru · 1 year

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I’m so sorry if this make you uncomfortable or this is stupid😔 but i would like to request when s/o slaps tecchou, chuuya and Dazai’s ass

My Peach!

— s/o slaps their butt ft. O. Dazai, N. Chuuya, S. Tetchou

— Warnings & Notes

sfw? | Crack

|| It was quite fun to write! I didn’t feel uncomfortable with it at all! It was a very funny and interesting request so thank you! I hope you like it and sorry for the long wait. I didn’t know how to approach it at first because none of my previous ideas was good enough, but here we are! As you can see, with each character the story got longer lmao

|| Gn! Reader, Pre-established relationship in Dazais’ part, lots of mentions regarding their butts, Thicc Tetchou, Door flat Dazai, Nice average Chuuya!

m.list | writing rules

— Dazai

It wasn't often that the ADA office experienced a calm day. So it's understandable that you felt annoyed when your disruptive and bothersome coworker entered and started creating havoc in the workplace. As you turned to face Kunikida, you could already see the outraged-induced exceptionally visible vein on his forehead. Dazai started toward his workspace but stopped mid-step as he moved toward Kunikida. You were already annoyed when he bragged, "Kunikida-kun, you'll never believe what happened today! I nearly convinced that lovely, elegant waitress from the café below to commit double suicide with me! Can you believe it? It's the best day of my life!" He clapped, making you even angrier. Hearing these things repeatedly made you envious because you really liked him. Particularly given that he never paid attention to you or expressed the same level of interest in you as he did with all these other women, leaving you with the impression that you are either not his type or that you are too uninteresting for him. You and Kunikida both had to give up after listening to his blathering for another five minutes, so you got up and walked over to him. Simply following him while listening to him speak until he notices you. Kunikida, who was about to strike his annoying coworker, yelled, "Dazai, this is highly inappropriate; stop it right away!", but Dazai wasn’t having any of it, he only continued. “But how can I?! She is like an angel! Who knows, maybe I'll be able to have some fun before we pass away together! I mean, she has such a decent as-" Suddenly the room became quiet. There was only a loud slapping noise that rang in everyone's ears and caught everyone's attention. Dazai turned to face you in shock. With a hurt look on your face, you were clinging to your hand. Still unable to believe it actually happened, searching for clarification, he asked, "Did- did you just slap my ass?". "Uh, no doubt, and I unquestionably regret it; it's so flat I think I broke my hand, and with such a flat ass, I'm sure that waitress won't do anything with you.", you mumbled as you walked back to your desk.

Your words clearly gave him a little ego-bruise.

Everyone was laughing, and even Kunikida had a small grin on his face. Dazai unquestionably recognized you, even if you slightly damaged your hand in the process, Dazais' interest was piqued after the impromptu mission was completed.

— Chuuya

You were walking down a hallway inside the administrative building of the port mafia.' It was an ordinary day for everyone. No major obligations, no appointments, and surprisingly little communication from your significant other. The plan was for Chuuya to meet you in the hallway. He forgot his lunch and asked you to buy him something, and as the amazing partner you were, how could you possibly let him starve? So, with some goodies in one hand and your phone in the other, you roamed around, waiting for him to show up. Periodically, you checked your phone to see if he had texted you with an update on his location or expected arrival time. You soon noticed a very slight vibration in your hand. The onset of a massage. Chuuya.

—Come on, doll, I'm in my office. —

You smiled softly at the pet name, though you were a little irritated that he hadn't told you about it earlier. A few subordinates greeted you as you passed them on the way to his office out of respect as you moved forward. The closer you got to his office as you made your way down the hallway, the louder it grew. Chuuya regularly yelled insults at everything. Occasionally, you would want to clean his mouth with soap after he fell asleep. In any case, you quickly knocked on the wooden door while you waited for him to cool off and quietly say, "Come in."

You welcomed him as you opened the door with a tepid smile on your face. "I got you lunch, my love. You seem to be quite stressed, so I thought maybe we could eat together.", you noted as you walked inside, closing the door behind you. In order to meet you halfway, he only scoffed before rising from his chair. “My subordinates give me reports that sound like they're written by five-year-olds. Let's not even begin to dwell on the stress that goes with it.", he sighed, and all you did was smile softly and extend your arms to embrace him. With a warm embrace, he hugged you tightly and accepted the closure with clemency. He was completely exhausted."I swear, I'll blow up this place if another person comes here and sends back such a horrifying report.", he murmured into your shoulder before releasing your hold and turning to return to his desk. Your hand had already landed on his butt before you even considered it. You enthusiastically exclaimed, "I'm sure you'll be fine!". However, soon after, your boyfriend let out a yelp and turned to look at you with a bewildered expression, which made you realize something isn't right. Only after trying to make connections did you look down and notice that your hand was on his butt. You just smacked your boyfriend in the behind. You quickly retrieved your hand with a gasp, now looking back at him in shock. You tried to apologize and say, "I'm so sorry; I don't know why I did that!," but what was done was done. He feigned coughing as he attempted to gather himself and cover up the faint blush that had crept up his cheeks. “It’s…fine.” He replied, turning around so you wouldn't see how embarrassing it was for him, "Let's just act like this never happened, and don't you dare tell anyone about it!". He actually liked it. Even though he would never tell you, he enjoyed it.

— Tetchou

You were in the office with other hunting dogs. There was no need to leave, but there was a lot of paperwork on that day. Everything was going as usual, Teruko was annoying Tachihara, who was just trying to get his shit done, while Jouno was very close to throwing your boyfriend out the window for another stupid thing he said. Everything would’ve been fine, if not for the fact you couldn’t concentrate on work at all. It all started when you and your boyfriend Tetchou were at home getting ready for work. You really needed to grab something from the bathroom, but what you didn’t know was that your boyfriend was just finishing his shower. So, it was clear that once you entered the bathroom you were met with a little confused Tetchou who was drying his hair with a towel. Obviously, since he was using his towel to dry his hair, his whole body was exposed. That’s when you noticed how juicy and nice his butt was. Honestly, you felt quite jealous after seeing it. But that brings you to the present moment, sitting at your desk, shamelessly staring at your boyfriends' ass at work. It was very obvious, so Teruko and Tachihara very quickly noticed it and as the troublemakers they were, they shouted in Tetchous' direction, snitching on you. He only turned around, taking a look at you with confusion. “Y/n, why are you staring at my butt? Do I have something on there?”, he asked, taking a look at his own butt to answer his own question. You on the other hand got embarrassed after being called out like this. You sent a threatening stare in Teruko and Tachiharas' direction, but they didn’t even notice it, too busy laughing at this situation. Jouno was making gagging noises, showing pure disgust on his face at what he heard. “Keep that behind closed doors, pervert.”, he commented, making you even more embarrassed. Tetchou took a look at you again and made his way to your desk. You didn’t even have time to react before he stood next to you, leaning down to face you. “You’re all red, are you alright? Do you have a fever?”, he asked, seeming concerned. This only made you facepalm. How can someone be this oblivious to everything. “You know, I don’t mind you looking. I mean, you are my s/o, if you’re into that I’m fine with it.”, he tried to reassure you, but each word made it even worse. Everyone thought you were a pervert now. The worst thing was that you still couldn’t help yourself but take a peak at his butt when he turned around to look at Jouno who judged everyone severely. Before you could rethink it, you gave in to your desires and gave his butt a nice, hard slap. That shocked everyone, including you. Teruko and Tachihara immediately stopped laughing, looking at you in disbelief. Jouno was even more disgusted, if that was even possible. The slap was so powerful that he could hear it and connect the dots. Tetchou only turned around to look at your surprised expression, looking absolutely clueless. “…dear, did you just…spank me? What was the reason?”, he asked, awaiting your explanation. You just stared at him, it was as if time stopped, only the feeling of his soft, juicy ass lingering on your hand from the slap. You just wanted to squeeze his butt cheeks on the spot, but immediately rejected that idea. “It’s so nice, I couldn’t help myself. ”, you admitted, catching him off guard and making the troublemakers laugh at you harder than ever before. You knew that this event would be a lasting memory for you throughout your career, but you didn't care. You didn’t regret what you did and immediately planned doing it again once the two of you are in the comfort of your shared home.

#bsd #bungo stray dogs dazai #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #bsd tetchou #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #tetchou x reader #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #tetchou suehiro #bsd x reader #bsd crack #let’s start a go fund me for dazai to get a bbl

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lovelettersforthedamned · 4 months

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re: “congrats on 200 followers, lovely!! you deserve 100x more! could i request 8 from the angst prompt + hurt/comfort 5 ❄️❄️”

oh my gosh i didn’t even realise i forgot to put a character - suppose that’s what happens when you spend all night on tumblr 😭 tasm Peter or Matt Murdock pls <333

Priorities

--genre: angst :(

--pairing: matt murdock x gn!reader

--word count: 1.1k

--warnings: language, mentions of alcohol, arguing, matt is the king of self sabotage, angst.

i'm a sucker for some good angst omg

“He hasn’t been alright (Y/N),” Karen sighs, “when he’s here he’s on edge. I know he can hear things we can’t, but it’s like…it’s like he’s not really here.”

You’re sitting next to her at Josie’s bartop, the crowd is mellow on this rainy Wednesday night. You can tell Karen is genuinely concerned about Matt, the look in her eye tells you so. You’re running through the possible reasons why your boyfriend could be feeling this way, but you draw a blank. You furrow your eyebrows, frustrated, “He’s been quiet lately, but he never brings it up.”

The blonde in front of you takes another sip of her drink before she clears her throat, “I don’t know what’s going on, but I have a feeling it has something to do with the devil.”

You can only nod your head. You hate when Matt gets in over his head about his nightly activities, it’s hard when you can’t do anything about it, not like he lets you anyway. “I’ll keep an eye out for him the next few days,” you reach into your wallet for cash, “just keep me updated about how he is at work, okay?”

She stands with you from the seat, giving you a tight hug as you say your goodbyes, and heading home to your apartments. You can’t help but think about Matt the entire walk home, your mind taking you to dark places. It wasn’t hard to worry about him, considering the fact that he loves to push himself past the limit more often than not.

You would never tell him to stop, right?

***

For the next few days, you start to pay attention to Matt when he’s home. The first thing you notice is that he seems to always be in a rush. He’s quick to get ready for the day, and he’s quick to get ready for the night. You’re not sure where this sudden boost in drive has come from, but what Matt doesn’t realize is that the quicker he riles himself up, the harder he plummets.

You’ve gotten multiple texts from Karen during the day that Matt is blowing up on Foggy while clients are in the room. You know that something’s wrong, and you don’t know how to fix it, but you have to try.

Later that day, you caught Matt putting his suit on to go out into the city, the sun draining the light away from your apartment. As he’s about to put his helmet on, your voice interrupts his movements, “Matty, can we talk real quick?”

He sighs, already walking away from you, “I’m about to leave, can we talk later?”

“How long have you been feeling like you need to do more for the city when you do more than enough?”

Your question catches him off guard, he stops in his tracks, his back facing you. He can hear that your heart is beating faster than normal, the question making you nervous. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he responds, quickly.

You cannot help but laugh at his response, “You’re a terrible liar.”

Shaking his head out of frustration, he takes a deep breath, “You don’t need to worry about anything that I do when I’m out at night, trust me.”

“Another shitty lie, Matty,” you walk towards him. Once you reach his back, you raise your hand to hold his arm, giving it a soft squeeze. Unconsciously, he leans into your touch. You know that he’s been craving this kind of softness since he started to act differently. “You know that I still worry, even though you tell me not to. I can’t help it,” you speak softly.

And suddenly, it’s like his hard demeanor returned with a flip of a switch, “I need to get out there (Y/N),” he shrugs his arm out of your hold. You’re left there standing like an idiot in the middle of the living room as you watch your boyfriend walk away from you. You can’t help but feel angry, it’s like everything you said went through one ear and spilled out the other. Turning on your heel you walk to the closet, pulling down the suitcase, letting it slam on the floor. You don’t care.

The obvious slam caught Matt’s attention, his worries now focused on you. He hears more shuffling coming from your shared bedroom, along with sniffles. He calls out to you, before walking to you, “(Y/N)?”

He’s met with no response, just the sounds of your muffled sobs and the rustling of clothes. As he gets closer to you, he can taste the salt in the air as your tears stream down your face, and suddenly he’s panicking. “I never wanted it to get to this point,” you zip up the suitcase as you rise to your feet, Matt’s sudden appearance scaring you as you see his figure.

His eyes are darting back and forth as he tries to de-escalate the situation, yet his tone is still sharp, “What point?”

You’re still a mess, running your hand across your eyes to wipe your tears, you smear your makeup across your skin. With an uneven breath, you respond, “You’ve reached the point where you stop valuing yourself and the people around you to dig your own grave, Matthew.” You try to make your way around Matt, but he doesn’t make it easy as he holds your shoulders, keeping you in place.

“Don’t make me do this,” he says quietly, “don’t make me choose.”

You think that you’ve actually gotten through to him, you hope a sense of clarity has finally washed through his senses. Until you see his head twitch, his ear lifting towards the air. You can’t hear anything, but you know that he already has an exact location of whatever commotion is happening in the streets of Hell’s Kitchen.

With your boyfriend distracted, you shrug his hands off your shoulders, “Looks like I didn’t have to make you choose, you’ve already figured out your answer yourself.”

As you’re walking out of the bedroom and towards the front door of the apartment, Matt calls for you, “I’ll be back in a few hours, then we can talk, okay? Just–please, don’t go anywhere.”

And just like that, he slips out of the window, not even waiting for your response. Maybe Matt’s heart will never fully belong to you, and you should’ve known that when you first met him. He has always and will always dedicate himself to the city, and you’ll just have to come to terms with not being his priority. That is if you stay.

--author's note: I KNOW THAT MY 200 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION IS DONE, BUT I HAD A BURNOUT PERIOD SO HERE'S ONE LAST FIC!!! ❄️ anon this is such a good request, thank youuuu! don't forget to like, comment, and reblog to support me and your fav writers! my asks/inbox is open, so send me your juicy ideas baes...ok, bye ily<3333

#marvel #matt murdock x you #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock angst #daredevil x reader #angst #matt murdock x gn!reader #LLFTD 200 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION

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shmolish · 2 months

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could you maybe do a shadow milk cookie x beast!reader......... for a possible plot you could maybe do reader getting corrupted and upon getting sealed away getting separated from shadow milk cookie,,,,, maybe reuniting after the seal is broken?? sorry if this doesn't make sense, you don't have to do this request if you don't wanna!!

AN: So, I actually... haven't... played the new update... SO I DONT REALLY KNOW THE LORE THAT WELL. I did a quick Google search and I think I got it? And I know what the seals are ☆ ALSO, I KNOW THAT THE SEALS DONT ACTUALLY DO THIS, BUT LETS JUST PRETEND FOR THE PLOT. Anyway, I decided on some small angst. (But if you want a fluffier version, just request it. I wont be mad or annoyed or anything like that bc I seriously would love to make a fluffier version of this plot!!)

Shadow Milk Cookie x GN! Beast reader. ONESHOT.

Warnings: Slight angst, possession

-Same-

It's been an awful long time since you were last awake. Did this even count as sleeping? Does being sealed away count as being asleep?

"Heyy. Wakey wakey!"

Who's voice is that? It sounds familiar.

"Come on, doll! You're making me worried.."

They sound upset. Wait, why are there voices?

"You are alive.. right? You didn't crumble away?"

I think I'm free...

You would flutter your eyes open. Everything was blurry, and your head hurt. Somebody was poking your face, but their hands were cold. Not the most welcoming of scenes, but whatever.

"Oh, so you are alive! That's a relief. I don't know what I'd do without you!" The person was leaning over you, and they held a big smile.

They seem familiar... but who are they?

You would smack their face away from yours and back away from them.

"Ow! Don't you know hitting your lover is mean?" The cookie would put a hand on his face while glaring at you.

What did he just say?

"Lover?"

The cookies face would turn sulen.

"Yeah... You remember me, right?"

...

Nobody said a word.

"Doll, I'm all for jokes, but this isn't funny."

He would just stare at you for a while with an annoyed expression before his face suddenly perks up into a smile.

"Oh I see, you're just confused! It must have been confusing awaking from such a long nap. Here, why don't we go on a walk to clear your mind?" The cookie would take your hand and start taking you for a walk. He didn't wait for your input.

"No, you don't understand. I have no recollection of you."

He'd only hum while cheerfully walking.

"I don't even know your name."

"Yes you do~" he would chime, still wearing that deranged smile.

"I do not-" you would snatch your hand out from his grasp and stop walking.

"..." He wouldn't say anything to you, only stare at the ground. His smile feel instantly in that moment.

"You really don't remeber... do you?" He asked you, not bothering to turn towards you.

"I don't."

He sighed before finnaly facing his body towards yours, though, he just couldn't bring himself to meet your gaze.

"Shadow Milk Cookie. That's my name. We used to be close but.." he paused before sighing. "I guess you forgot about all us!" He would have a crazed smile on his face.

"Look, I'm sorry that I don't remeber you, but there really isn't anything I can do about it,"

Shadow Milk would laugh before finnaly meeting your eyes. He would stare deeply into your eyes, that smile never leaving his face.

"Oh, but there is! Don't worry, dove, I'll make sure you remeber. Just stay still..." He would take one of your hands and begun to spin you around.

"Hey! what are you-" Shadow Milk would stop spinning you and put a finger over your mouth, shushing you.

"It's okay doll, I'll take care of you. Just let me guide you, all right?" He gave you an annoying grin, to which you glared at, but ultimately said nothing to.

"Ah yes, this is how I remeber it. You always were so obedient." He would step behind you and place both of his hands on your shoulders.

"You may not remeber me, but I remember everything about you," he would whisper into your ear.

You'd tense up, feeling his breath on your neck.

"Yeah, this is how you would always react. You really haven't changed..."

Shadow Milk Cookie would step back infront of you and trace his cold fingers along your facial features.

"And your face is the same as well." He had a ore faraway look in his eyes, as if he were reliving some other moment. He never let his smile falter though.

"Shadow Milk... were we really close?" You would ask him.

He couldn't help but snicker.

"Oh yes, soooo close."

"..."

"Want me to show you how close?" He held onto your chin, making you look towards him.

"Your answer doesn't really matter. I would have done this anyway."

Shadow Milk closed his eyes and pressed his lips against yours. It was a short kiss, but one full of longing.

"You have no idea how much I've been craving you. It was torture being away from you for so long. You can't expect me to let you go just because you forgot some things~"

A twinge of pink would dash your cheeks from the prior kiss. It should have felt forced and strange yet... there was a feeling of familiarity that made it feel nice.

"Oh how I've missed your cute, silly, blushing faces! There must have been a part of you that liked it then! Maybe I can make you remeber after all."

Shadow Milk would hold onto your wrist and begin walking with you again.

He held that psychotic smile once more while staring into your eyes.

"But even if I can't make you remember, I certainly won't allow you to forget."

Fin~

#cookie run kingdom #crk #crk oneshot #shadow milk cookie x reader oneshot #shadow milk cookie crk #shadow milk cookie x reader #shadow milk cookie #shadow milk cookie oneshots #crk x reader

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esthersarahhh · 1 year

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characters; Marco Bodt x gn!reader, past Jean Kirstein x gn!reader

summary; After Jean’s insensitive rejection of Y/n’s feelings, he starts wondering if he made the wrong choice.

word count; 1,4k (1463)

content warning; my constant switching between you and i 😿

notes; i am SO SO sorry for taking so long with updating 😭 school is really stressing me out!! Do you guys want a part 3? If yes, should it be Marco x reader, Jean x reader, both or something entirely else?

Also important! this is a part 2! so i recommend reading the first part before reading this one. you can find part 1 here

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After your not-so-successful confession to Jean, you’ve pretty much avoided him. It wasn’t all too hard the first few weeks, and since he was still head over heels about Mikasa, i think he hardly noticed.

You’ve spent more time with the other cadets and made good friends with them. You’ve become closer to Marco than ever before. You also still shared the same bed together with Marco a lot. Not necessarily in a romantic way but not entirely un-romantic either.

Most boys in the dorm didn’t mind you there, in-fact they liked your presence, and luckily Commandant Shadis didn’t know because if he did God knows how many laps he’d have you run.

Tonight was a night like every other. As you were walking to the boy dorm you noticed that Jean was walking before you. You hadn't talked to him since the whole '' confession '' thing, and you didn't feel like talking to him now. You just kept walking behind him, hoping he wouldn't hear you. He didn't and he went inside the dorm. The same dorm you were going to.

' Why am I suddenly caring if Jean is there or not? He's been in there while I was as well countless times before. ' You thought to yourself. Did you still miss him? Were you only so close with Marco to drive out any leftover feelings you had for Jean?

No. You couldn't think like that. What would Marco say? What would anyone say for that matter. All of your other friends whom you had told the story to said the same thing Marco said. That Jean is stupid and that you shouldn't try to even befriend him again.

But Jean was lonely too. After what he did both Marco and I had stopped talking to him. Me, because I obviously didn't want to talk to him, and Marco because he wanted to focus on me. Jean didn't have any friends exept for us, and seeing him alone in the lunch barracks broke my heart, one piece at a time.

You shaked off the thought you had, turned heel, and went back to your own dorm. You'd have to apologize to Marco later for not showing up like you promised.

You apologogized next morning, as you were eating breakfast in the barracks. Marco said he understood, that even though you hadn't thought about Jean for a while, that doesn't mean you never had feelings for him in the first place.

'' I suppose you're right. '' You said, taking another bite of food.

'' I always am. '' Marco replied which made you snort. Your eyes wandered the hall. You saw Mikasa, talking to Eren and Armin. You saw Sasha, stuffing her mouth with more food than she could chew, and Connie laughing at her. Annie, Bertholdt and Reiner were sitting with Mina, Thomas and Daz just talking and laughing together.

Jean was sitting alone in the fathest end of the hall. His food laid untouched on his plate as he just stared at the table before him. You suddenly felt a deep pit in your stomach as you watched him. He looked so alone. You turned to Marco, only to see him talking to Nac next to us. You figured he wouldn't notice if you slipped out for a minute.

So you did just that. You stood up and walked over to Jean's table. As you approached he looked up from his food and looked at you. You stood there, fidgeting with your fingers as you tried to think of what to say.

'' ...You looked alone so I thought I'd ask you to come sit at our table- '' You said but were cut of as he said '' I'm fine! You don't have to pretend to care about me. ''

Half of you wanted to scream at him and make a scene, the other half wanted to be polite to him. The polite half won. '' Well umm.. the offer is open. '' You said and as you were about to turn around and walk back, you turned around again. '' ..Please. '' You looked at him and he looked back at you. He picked up his plate and you frowned in defeat. He was leaving. You closed your eyes and let out a deep sigh. As you opened your eyes again Jean was standing infront of you with a confused look on his face. Then he started grinning.

'' Are you going to stand there with your eyes closed or are we going to sit over there? '' He said, still grinning. You let out a small chuckle and walked with him over to where you were previously sitting. Marco looked at you and Jean, and then put a welcoming smile on his face.

You and Jean were neutral after that. Well, you wouldn't call it neutral. You just said hi to each other when walking past each other, not much more than that. You did however have a conversation with Marco about him.

It was a few nights ago, you were both on the porch just looking at the stars when Marco suddenly said '' Why are you talking to him again? '' it sounded more like a statement than a question and he sounded the slightest bit jealous.

'' To who? Jean? '' You questioned, just to make sure. He nodded in response. '' Well he looked alone and it made me think of before i joined the cadets. I was also alone and no one would talk to me. The only company I had was my family. I didn't want Jean to feel the same lonelyness I did. ''

It was quiet after that. You looked at Marco but he looked away. You finally broke the silence by saying '' Are you mad at me? For talking to him again? '' He still wasn't looking at you but he shook his head no.

'' Then why aren't you saying anything..? '' You ask again. Marco turned his head to face you. He had tears in his eyes. You almost broke down right then and there. Seeing Marco cry was like the world was on fire. You leaned into him and put your head on his shoulder, whilst wrapping your arm around him. He took a few deep breaths and then said '' Do you still like him. '' He sounded like he was about to break out into sobs again.

'' No! Not at all. I.. I like someone else. '' His eyes glistened from the tears. You didn't want to say right out that it was him you liked, though it was pretty obvious that he liked you too. You looked into his eyes and he looked at you, then he leant in and kissed you. You kissed back but it didn't last as long as you would've liked. As you pulled apart you felt the presence of someone behind you.

Marco felt that feeling too and you both turned around, only to be met with Jean. You couldn't quite figure out what Jean was feeling from the expression on his face, but from the fact that he was holding flowers and a handwritten letter, you could tell it wasn't good.

'' Congrats. '' Jean said, unimpressed. He dropped the flowers and the letter, and turned around. He walked away. Not to the dorms, but to be somewhere alone. You picked up the letter and gave the flowers to Marco, so he could hold them while you read the letter.

'' Hi Darling Dearest Dear Y/n. I wanted to apologize for my behavior. I wanted to say this to you in person but Im afraid of what you will say so I decided to write this instead. I haven't been fair to you.

You liked me while I barely talked to you because I was so obsessed over Mikasa. I regret everday that I ignored you when you wanted to talk to me that day. You were still nice to me even after what I did. You invited me to sit with you and even though it might not seem like a grand gesture, it meant a lot to me. Im not asking you to forgive me, I just want you to know how sorry I am. Hopefully we can still be friends, and I would do anything for you to give me a second chance.

-Jean ''

You gave the letter to Marco and let him read it as well. After he read it you said '' I um.. need some time to think about this. Sorry I'll see you tomorrow. '' You mumbled as you walked away, back to the girl dorm.

What do you do now?

#aot x reader #shingeki no kyojin #snk x reader #attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #marco bodt #marco bodt x reader #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirschtein x reader

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wonipeun · 2 years

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༉‧₊˚ enhypen as romantic tropes !

pairing: non-idol!enhypen x gn!reader | genre: fluff, bit of angst warnings: mention of break up (? (please lmk is there's more !!!)

a/n: i'm back 😃 omg- i'm so sorry for this ETERNAL wait, i know it's been a while, i hope you can forgive me. thank you so much for all the support i get daily!!! i will try to update more often from now on :)))

ps: not very proud of this post,,, anyways- still hope you like it!

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이희승 · lee heeseung ‧₊˚

boy next door. you could hardly believe it when your annoying neighbors decided to finally move out, but it was a thousand times more shocking to see that the person who would be living next to you from now on would be that tall black-haired handsome boy with shy bright eyes.

no, he didn't knock on your door to introduce himself. and no, he didn't leave the house much so you could hardly see him (much to your disappointment), but somehow the constant meetings in the elevator and many attempts on your part to strike up a conversation got heeseung starting to having a crush on that cute person living next to him.

it was fun to hear his screams of frustration on the other side of the wall when he lost at games, yet you would always prefer the nights he rang your doorbell with any silly plans to hang out together. who knows… he may one day get up the courage and ask you out, but please be patient, he is doing the best he can!!!!

"have you ever been to that italian restaurant near here? you haven't? that's a shame, it's really good! we could go for lunch together someday if you want… and you know, get to know each other better."

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박종성 · park jongseong ೀ

one-sided love is finally reciprocated. your friend jay has been in love with you since you were little, so you grew up with his constant confessions of his everlasting love for you and his thousand and one attempts to get you to go out with him. you always thought it was the dynamic of your friendship and that jay really got over his crush on you a long time ago, just wanting to continue the joke.

but the truth is that jay never stopped loving you for a single second. he grew up next to you, and along with his height, his feelings for you grew as he saw you become the most precious person in his eyes. he had confessed so many times and in so many different ways that he didn't know how to make you understand that the only thing he wanted was to be with you for the rest of his life.

and you were… confused. you didn't know at what point it happened, but your heart started to race when he was around. that's why one day you simply decided to… reciprocate one of his confessions. the last one, specifically. from now on, he could confess his love by calling himself your boyfriend.

"wait… are you serious? are you agreeing to date me? don't lie to me, i won't let you change your mind later!"

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심재윤 · sim jaeyun ˖ ࣪ ⭑

brother's best friend. jake had been your hallway crush from the moment you laid eyes on him. his brown hair and adorable smile made you fall for him instantly, however him being one year older than you made it much harder to see him.

that's why the surprise was enormous when you saw him enter your house for the first time accompanied by your brother, and let me tell you that he thought exactly the same thing about you.

jake liked you, a lot. and as much as he wanted to respect his best friend, he knew it wouldn't be possible having you around much closer than usual. he'll probably go to "drink water" at the same times as you and "casually" start a conversation in the kitchen. he will try his best to hide how nervous he is and even flirt with you when he feels it's opportune (respectfully, of course). little by little jake will be coming to your house more and more often, and we both know that the reason has nothing to do with your brother.

"from one to ten, how likely is it that your brother will kill me if i kiss you right now? (...) it's okay, i can take it."

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박성훈 · park sunghoon ⊹ ࣪

athletic rivals to lovers. in ice figure skating, only one can be the best. only one can represent the country as "the nation's best ice skater" at the olympics. and for several years, park sunghoon had been the only opponent who had made you doubt your abilities to become that.

he always managed to get on your nerves with his perfect way of doing every single move with that stupid pretty face of his. the feeling was mutual, of course. sunghoon also saw you as his rival from the moment he saw you on the ice ring, unable to help but judge your posture and facial expressions. who would have thought that you two would end up being paired for a duo?

you hated skating next to the perfect park sunghoon, especially since you couldn't help but stare at each and every one of his features closely the moment you were near him. why did he have to be so good-looking? he also hated skating with you, because even though his mind lingered on the feeling of hatred, his heart couldn't help but race when your bodies came closer, intertwining your fingers.

it was all about practicing a performance, but why didn't either of you wanted it to end?

"you've done it wrong again, how can you be so bad? here, take my hands. i'll show you how it's done".

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김선우 · kim sunoo ౨ৎㅤ۫ ㅤ֪

first love. there is no love purer than the first. you and sunoo fell in love at the same time, but it was him who took the first step and decided to confess his love with a beautiful handwritten letter. of course you reciprocated his feelings.

your relationship was the desired relationship of many, especially because you were both perfect for each other. you complemented each other perfectly and everyone envied it with jealous glances, although you were so immersed in your own bubble that you hardly noticed what was going on around you.

sunoo loved you, loves you and will love you as long as time will allow. he wanted that feeling in his chest when you were together to last forever. because he was your first love, and he certainly wanted to be your last.

"stay with me, forever. i promise i'll make it worth it"

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양정원 · yang jungwon ׅ ࣪ ✧

love triangle. jungwon had fallen in love for the first time, and unfortunately it had not turned out as well as he thought it would. especially because of the fact that in your love story of two, there was a third person interfering. and worst of all, it was his best friend.

his friend spent weeks and weeks telling him about you, how nice you were and how much he liked you. he kept insisting for several days to jungwon to help him get your number, and in the end he finally agreed. jungwon went over to ask for your number, and even though he succeeded it, he couldn't help but lie to his friend and say that you rejected him, falling in love instantly and wanting to keep your number all for himself.

he felt terrible for texting you behind his best friend's back, but the rapid beating of his heart when you texted him back made him forget all his worries. maybe he was a bad friend, but he didn't care much if that meant he could be the best boyfriend for you.

"i may have taken longer to realize what i feel for you, but i know i'll treat you better than him. choose me, y/n."

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にしむらりき · nishimura riki ♡ ֺ ׅ

second chance. you and riki, despite being young, had dated for a while a little over a year ago. it was no surprise to anyone that it didn't work out, especially because of the immaturity of both of you and your lack of experience in love.

the relationship ended after a few months and sadly you never spoke again. it was a relationship of immature teenagers, but it was still sad to see the genuine love you had for each other slowly fading with each passing fight. you and riki loved each other, of course, but you didn't love each other in the right way.

you both ended up hurting a lot more than you expected, the days getting harder and harder. you learned to deal with the pain, but ni-ki didn't. he showed up back in your life a year after the breakup, promising to take proper care of you, to love you and talk things over like adults. he couldn't be without you, and losing you helped him realize that he was a big part of the reason for the breakup. he forced himself to change. for both of you.

"please, fall in love with one more time. this time we'll do it right."

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taglist! (open): @love-4-keum @zeesondiary @tyunni @lovr4lix

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⚝ Bury my Ashes at Sea (Touya "Dabi" Todoroki x Reader) (Longfic)

You and Dabi have been broken up for some time now, but you're still the only person he wants to see before he takes his final bow. With your grieving face still fresh in his mind, he can't help but wonder how things would be different if you two met when you were kids. In his daydreams, he gifts you a Quirk, and you both go to U.A together. He becomes a hero, and you his adored engineer. When everything inevitably goes to hell...you become a villain with him. A villain he names Hex. Content: Hero!AU, female reader, childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, established relationship, post break-up, angst, reader is physically disabled and chronically ill and has an established backstory, non-explicit sexual content in later chapters, very very lovesick and typically obsessive Touya, Sad Ending Snippet:

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♪Unnamed (Touya Todoroki x Siren!Reader) (Oneshot)

The eldest Todoroki boy is found adrift at sea. Covered in burns from head to toe, but somehow still breathing. He was missing for days. The accident should've killed him. No one knows how he survived. The town praises it as a miracle. But when Rei notices that he suddenly keeps sneaking to the ocean in the middle of the night, and hums a disjointed melody when no one else is around, she begins to suspect that it was no miracle that saved her son. Content: Fantasy!AU, horror concept, Touya is being claimed by a Siren but Rei is not willing to give up her son, VERY inspired by some of the things I wrote in Bury My Ashes at Sea so there might be similar imagery, reader's gender is simply not planned to be mentioned, sfw, Rei's POV est wc: 10-13k current wc: 0 sponsored wc: 0/13000

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Touya doesn't know a kind of love where he doesn't hurt. He prides himself in it, really. He's perfect for you. You bite him and he doesn't feel it. He's already covered in bandages from his Quirk, so no one notices a difference. And if he's a little extra dizzy or laid up in bed, who cares? He's always been a little sickly. No one notices. Don't worry about him. You tell him how good he tastes and he doesn't think he's ever felt so alive in his life. He lets you take as much as you want. See, you don't need other, stronger humans. He can take it. This is what love is. He'll never tell you to stop. Not even when he can't feel his fingers anymore. Just don't pick someone else. Content: Fantasy!AU, GN!reader where I would try to keep specific body mentions very limited, Bratty Needy Touya, Quirks still exist but so do monsters because why not, Civilian Touya who never had his accident, this has potential for nsfw I could be persuaded! est wc: 7-10k current wc: 0 sponsored wc: 0/10000

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💖Love Is A Liar's Game (All of the Brothers + Diavolo and Solomon x Three OCs) (Longfic. Like...very long. Covers at least the first two seasons)

When Diavolo announces the plan for a human exchange program, the Charas, MC, Y/N, and OC (real names redacted), see it as the perfect opportunity to pull off the ultimate scam: seducing the rulers of hell and taking the throne. However...falling in love with their marks might complicate things. Content: Religious cults, drug use, the Charas are Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss incarnate, toxic relationships, polyamory (each of the Charas date three boys), humor, disabled mc (OC), plus-size mc (Y/N), and non-binary mc (MC), some angst here and there, mostly canon compliant but I fix some things, explicit content eventually...the first chapter is already posted on ao3 so please read my author's note to get an idea of what to expect! Snippet:

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🍬Touch-starved (Beelzebub x OC) (oneshot)

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iamlittlelostsoul · 10 months

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Love can hurt sometimes...

yey! am finally finishing all your req!!! although this sorta ended up sorta like a collab between the two of us. Thank youuuu @whatevermywpis >< for giving me this idea and helping me write this Xddd

I hope you along with everyone else enjoy it!!!<33 I'm so sorry for not updating for so long school had me on a noose xdd but i'm free now for a whilee :DD

not me recycling my malleyuu drafts that's been rotting for ages lol xdd

Pairing: Silver x gn!cursed!reader

Theme: Romance and Angst

Overview: "shush, now love....I know I know but I can't help it. I love you and I can't give it up even if it costs my life. Aw, please don't cry smile for me just one last time...please?"

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Silver has heard tons about you from their dorm leader Malleus

It all started with Malleus finding out and meeting with a person that actually lives in the cold abandoned Ramshackle dorm.

Then he goes missing and comes back with the brightest grin on his face as he talks about the things he did with his newfound friend.

It was an adorable sight how Malleus was over the moon talking about his human friend to Lilia, Sebek, and himself. And to Malleus love and excitement he decided to introduce them to his new human friend he's been talking about.

And you were exactly how he imagined from the fae prince's stories.

"Hello, I'm [Mc]! It's really nice to meet you all" they cheerily greet them with a polite bow.

Surprisingly he managed to stay awake the whole time and somewhat and someway you two became closer and you were patient enough to not get mad at him whenever he randomly falls asleep, you'd even go so far and let him sleep on your lap.

Which deepens and strengthens the bonds you two share.

You two have been meeting up often, helping in school tasks, events, or simply just dining together of course you two still include Malleus and the other two. And Malleus is pretty happy that his friend's been getting along with his two retainers and Lilia.

Lilia's been giving him weird looks not the bad kind whenever he was to be with you alone or with the others. He believes Lilia and sometimes Malleus's been scheming something as they hang out with you they'd often excuse themselves yet leave him behind with you....not that he minded it though.

You were nice and sweet and a very fun person to hang out with, you were patient and knowledgeable even when you happen to not belong from their world you seemed to fit in naturally.

Time and time again he always felt so different when he's with you. No it's definitely not the bad kind! It's more nice and comfortable probably something more than just friends.

"You like them." Lilia says with a smug grin interrupting his thoughts.

"I do" Silver says unhesitantly.

"No no romantically~" Lilia says in a rather teasing tone.

"I do?" Silver says cocking his head to the side he's not sure if this is a question to himself or to Lilia...but a part of him sorta knew he does like them. No- he loves them. He always did and now that he realizes it he can't stop the red hues spreading across his cheeks which earned a small chuckle from Lilia.

His heart beats aloud. Ever since Lilia mentioned it, ever since he realized his true feelings. His heart kept pounding so hard that he kinda fears you can hear it every time you and he hangs out.

Lilia and Malleus has been pushing him to go confess. And they've been doing everything necessary to console him that they definitely like him back too. They've even helped set up a date so he could confess his feelings to the [girl/boy] he likes.

The only issue is he couldn't somehow muster his courage to confess much to Lilia and Malleus annoyance (they're not mad just a lil stressed they're playing the long game).

Several times passed by and he finally somehow gained courage in doing so after a long sermon from Sebek on how he's stressing out Malleus-sama yada yada yada.

It was past Midnight and they met up by the garden behind Ramshackle dorm. Their usual hangout place.

"Silver hey!! How's your day been?" They gingerly asks him.

Silver smiled at the sight. He could barely see them and he can't help but be a lil mesmerized at the sight of his beloved laying flat on the grass their face leaning to the side covering half of their face as they remain staring at the fireflies dancing on a row of Dasies, the light from the fireflies and moonlight illuminating their figure and he felt as if he fell for them once again. "Oh...same as usual" he chuckles as he sat beside them.

They stayed like that for several minutes, silent although not awkward but rather comforting.

"Soo...I would like to tell you something" they both spoke in unison startling them and made them chuckle.

"You go first" They said.

"No No you first!" Silver says back.

"Ehh?? No you first!"

They sat there in silence for a moment before Silver takes a deep breath and broke the silence

"So..."

"So?"

"I...have something to confess"

"go on" they urged him.

"I like...no love you" he confesses.

"..."

"It's ok if you don't like me back...I just wanted to get this off my chest" he says as he watches their features get a lil startled.

"No no! Silver....I...love you too." they said covering their face as it gets a tint of red but something in their eyes shows a hint of sadness.

"You don't have to force yourself to like me." he mutters.

"No no!! It's complicated...I do love you...it's just that..." *they take a sharp breath. "I'm cursed..."

Silver took a moment to process their words. "You're...cursed?" he repeats as his eyes widens and his mouth went hanging open.

They nod as they sat up and face him.

"...How heavy is it? Maybe we could find a cure, I'm sure Malleus-sama and fath-err Lilia-sama is willing to help." He says his eyebrows creasing as he looked at them filled with worry. He felt a tightness in his chest as he awaits for them to answer his question...on the back of his mind he could already tell where this is going.

"I don't really recall when or where I got it...but it's definitely not here in NRC or the day I arrived here. But umm...It can't be cured.."

"It...can't?"

They nods. " It can't..."

"B-...but...don't say that! I'm sure we'll find something! There's a plenty of books and spells here i'm sure one of them will be the cure."

"It can't....that to make it simpler I'm sorta allergic to magic..." they said as they looked away placed a handkerchief on their cheek and wipes away some concealer revealing some dark heavy cracks like tattoed on their skin. He could already tell it's covering them from head to toe with how heavy it looks.

Silver stares...he couldn't muster a word...Allergic to magic?...what how?...but-....

"yeah...i'm sorry. It's none of your fault, I promise. I love hanging out with you and everybody else Malleus, Lilia, Sebek, Ace and Deuce and all of them!" They said.

Silver could tell they were trying to keep a brave face for him...and it hurts...he should have said it sooner...he should have done more with them...he should have notice something was wrong and found a cure immediately...but it's all too late. He couldn't utter a word...his face remain stiff and his heart felt as if it's being squeezed the life out of it.

'It hurts' he thought. 'They must be hurting really badly and I couldn't do a thing' he thought once more as he unclenches and clenches his fist his head hanging low and thank seven he is sitting down if not he might have stumbled and fell.

"Don't be down Silver...I really don't blame any of you..Not you, Malleus, our friends who overblotted, or anyone else. It's my choice to remain close with you guys...I love hanging out with you all and most especially I love you." They said as they cup his cheeks, their eyes gets watery and it wavers as it stares at his.

"I don't want you gone..."

"I don't wanna leave either"

"How long....how longer do you think you'll last" he managed to say his chest felt so stuffy and it's so hard to breath but he tries...he tries so hard to keep a straight face to not worry them and hurt them further.

"...not so longer than several more minutes" they hesitantly said as they leaned their head on his chest.

They stayed silent for a while with Silver hugging them in his arms, his head hanging low on their shoulder nuzzled on their neck.

"Will you kiss me?" They said their hand digging on his silvery locks.

"Yes" He answers back with no hesitation as he leans away for a bit and stares at their eyes longingly.

He presses his lips on theirs, he felt them gasp their body stiffen for a moment before relaxing. They kiss and it felt like time stopped and everything around them disappears. Silver watches them as their eyes flutter shut as their body shivers with delight as he deepens the kiss.

It felt as if it was just the two of them their fingers laced together while his other hand wrapped around their waist and theirs on the back of his head pulling him closer desperately as if their life depends on him. If only it was then maybe they would have lived longer.

The kiss lasted for about a minute...before he felt their body go cold and the hand holding onto him goes limp.

He kisses them back awaiting for their response. None.

He kisses them again and squeezes their hand pulling them closer, yet they didn't answer back.

Ah, it looks like he can't keep his poker face on anymore. Tears gently falling as he held their corpses that slowly turns into dust, no more was the person he fell in love with. No more was their laughter, their playful bantering, their voice... it so quiet now.

"It feels so simple... loving you, always..."

"It feels so painful... I hate it so much."

Love is such a lovely thing...so mysterious, so sudden...but sadly not all love ends with a happy ending...it can really really hurt sometimes....

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twst mc #twst wonderland #littlelostsoul #twst angst #twst imagines #twst silver #silver x mc #silver x reader #twst cursed mc #silly me hehe #hehe hi #oh no #help lol

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specialinterestshows · 8 months

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If it’s okay to request, would you be willing to write dom!Liv (IZombie) where she makes you be quiet? 👀 (gn!reader is completely okay)

You got it, beautiful!

I present my very first iZombie ficlet, a dom!Olivia Moore x genderneutral!reader story:

Don’t Say Moore

It had been an unusually tame week in Seattle, leaving the SPD morgue about as lifeless as the few corpses kept cold there. Strolling in, you set your coat down on a nearby chair before quietly creeping up behind a man you’d gotten to know well enough with to startle.

“Got you!” you declare triumphantly as Ravi Chakrabarti jumps at your touch on his shoulder.

"Another busy day going out of your way to harass hard-working medical professionals, I take it?" he asks you, feigned irritation in the undertones of his East London accent.

"Yup!" you reply cheerily, "One down, one to go."

"I believe your second victim is rummaging around the supply closet somewhere," Ravi said, a mischievous grin on his face as he watched you quietly turn the corner.

It was your turn to be startled as the supply closet door swung open, revealing the exceptionally pale, blonde woman you had been seeing for about a week now. Olivia Moore had saved you from a close encounter with a zombie and the two of you had gotten close in the process - as close as a human and a zombie can get without becoming two zombies, anyway. The way she was looking at you today was different: the hunger that you usually saw deep in her eyes as she scanned your body - that definitely-too-sexual-for-work longing glance - seemed to instead have been replaced with the genuinely ravenous stare of an apex predator.

“Babe, you look like you haven’t slept!" you exclaim, surprised to see dark circles around her eyes. Then, upon seeing her shoulder, you began to panic, "Is that a bullet wound? Wait, when’s the last time you’ve… eaten?” your voice gets softer as she walks past you. Despite not having been together long, the two of you had already had your share of arguments about the realities of her investigative work. You had honestly expected more of a fight.

“Rough night helping Clive. I’m handling it," Liv grunts, setting out the medical supplies she had taken from the supply closet and missing the questioning look you gave Ravi, whose eyes seemed to plead you to change the subject.

“It’s just... the detective work you do is so dangerous," you continue, ignoring the doctor's animated grimace, "I know you want to help people, but you're already a medical examiner, right? So do you really need to keep putting yourself at risk doing this detective thing?” You look over at Ravi to back you up, but he stands up suddenly.

"I’ll just go update Clive on our progress, then. Be right back,” and with that he ducks out, looking for all the world like he couldn’t exit the morgue fast enough.

“Babe, I worry about something happening to you all the time-“ you start before Liv interrupts you.

“You don’t have to worry about me dying," she said bluntly, "I'm already dead."

Liv keeps her eyes on the supplies as she keeps talking, "Just a shambling zombie dealing with a slow week at the morgue. If I've learned anything working here, it's that the people of Seattle don't usually stop murdering each other for very long."

“Liv, I care about you. How am I supposed to not worry when you’re putting yourself in danger all the time?” you put your hand on her shoulder, wishing she would turn around and look at you - only to regret it. Her head whips around, eyes turning red before letting out a growl and putting her hand around your throat.

“Shut. Up.” she spat, pinning you down onto one of the empty exam tables. Knowing her nails were one small movement away from taking your humanity, you kept yourself as still as possible and your breath as shallow as you could manage under her grip.

"Say another word and I won't have to wait for a murder to get my next meal," she snarled, inches away from your face. Your own heartbeat pounded loudly in your ears and you had a moment when you were sure you were about to pass out - then, Liv's eyes shifted just as quickly back to their usual muted shades and she let go of you. Gasping to get enough air again, you clutch your chest before feeling your neck for scratches. Thankfully, you seem unscathed. Looking up, you notice Liv is smiling now and decide not to say anything that might change that.

[end]

#izombie #olivia moore #liv moore x reader #dom!Liv #gn!reader #ravi chakrabarti #request #beckylymchs #i had a lot of fun writing this!#specialinterestshows presents #don’t say moore

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thedeepdarkarchives · 2 years

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spring rot <3

characters included :: c!george

word count :: 1,473

request? :: by a friend on discord !! this is 4 u bbg

cw? :: y/n death, breakdowns?, funerals

summary :: c!george react to y/n's death. angst ensues, but you get a happy ending, kind of.

y/n :: gn!y/n, they/them used, no specific appearance

note :: ha! you thought youd get all of them. nope! ill do the rest when i get the motivation though, because i'm just so cool❤️ i don't really like how the end turned out, but it's four in the morning so yeah <3 it's also rather short, but it's not meant to be long, it's just a quick little thing so <33

sure, you two werent the closest in the smp, but you were still friends! you'd help him with mundane tasks, and join him for walks in kinoko! you even helped build his cute little cottage.

george hasn't seen you around lately. he blames his vast sleep schedule, but he's starting to get concerned. he asks around, karl hasn't seen them either. neither has sapnap. or anybody else.

so, he decides not to sleep for a while. maybe you'd visit when he was sleeping, but he wouldn't know, and he couldnt miss that chance. he missed you. xd kept trying to lure him back to his fluffy bed, with an obtuse amount of pillows. he'd give anything just to cuddle with you again. he's starting to get headaches, face pressed with concern as the day continues on. still, no sign of you.

until his eyes are half lidded, sight beginning to blur, it's like he's yawning every few minutes. he sits on the edge of his bed, and finally succumbs to xd's wishes. it's been two days, and the god seems to get more persuasive by the minute. just a small nap wouldn't hurt.. it's only around 1, anyway, and he'll probably wake up in an hour. probably. he waves xd off and finds comfort under all of his blankets. as he drifts off, he clings to a large, fluffy pillow. it was like you were back here again. oh, what he'd give for it to be the real thing..

he wakes up with a yawn, stretching his back, and picks up his goggles, lazily putting them on. he finds sapnap standing at the edge of his bed. he seems worried. he doesn't have anything that can tell the time, but he went to sleep early in the afternoon and now he can see it's nearing the middle of the day. sapnaps posture was different. less casual more,,not casual. his brain was still catching up to speed, not unlike an updating computer, but he knew his friend. his childhood friend. he knows how to spot signs of stress and how sapnap scrunches his face up when he's sad, and how he scratches his wrists when he's hiding something. george has always been the analytical type, and he can clearly see something is wrong.

george feels a bit.. unprofessional, still bunched up with his blankets and pillows galore, cushion resting on his lap as he sits up. he gives an awkward cough, eyebrows furrowed and stands up, yawning once more. he rubs his eye, and brushes down his crinkled clothes, before looking at sapnap. he's never been the most affectionate person, but sap looks so nervous, and he knows how much he likes physical contact. he just really wants to give him a hug. push him down into the nest of pillows and let him relax. gods, how long has it been since anyone's been relaxed in this server?

sapnap shuffles in his place.

"so, we've uh. we've found y/n,"

he's silent. george can feel the oncoming bad news, a dark, heavy weight on the blaze's shoulders. his stomach twists, and a frown sets deep on his face. oh no. his mind is already racing - long forgetting the slow overcast set by his nap - thinking of all the possibilities. did you get stuck someplace? could you be.. no. of course not. you were far too smart. you knew how to handle yourself. dread weighs on his stomach, eyes squinted. he has to stop thinking of the worst possible things.

"and?"

he shouldn't've asked. he should've just lived in blissfull ignorance. he doesn't know if he could live without the answer, but he knows that he lives very painfully with it. a wave of apathy crashes over him. no. no. this is all a trick. someone is playing a trick. this isn't real. he must be dreaming again. he must be. this isn't real. real funny, xd. this is all a sick joke. you.. you, so unbashfully you. so handsome, and funny, and caring, and nice, and kind and smartandrealandhelpfulandandand-

"george? george.."

oh. he feels so embarrassed. he just broke down, falling to his knees. the grass was soft. he cant focus on anything. oh gods, he was infront of his friend. he must look so weak. he wasnt supposed to show weakness. he was a king, for gods sake. he feels his face heat up. he can only focus on the grass. he puts his hands on it, feeling it sway, before gripping. his knuckles turn white. he cant cry. not infront of sapnap. fuck, people were supposed to look up to him. how can people do that when he's an utter mess. he's pathetic. he just wants this to end. he wants to wake up, realise this was nothing more than a nightmare. he wants to find y/n, oh, y/n, and they can fool around. they can be friends, and build houses and -. why cant he wake up. a sob wracks his body, a loud, pityful sob. he doesn't know why he's so emotional. you werent even that close. but. he's drawn back to starry nights, laying on the grass, talking without a care in the world. one of the only times he's felt.. free, since all the wars and whatnot started. he's brought back to little trips into flower fields, listening to you about your favourite flowers, orchids, and all the symbolism n whatnot. he remembers every time you let him vent his frustrations without judgement. he remembers every time he comforted you. he remembers the little things, like how you were adamant that he was the best king, how you'd constantly bombard him with compliments. how you helped him. he feels sapnap kneel next to him. his ears are ringing and his eyes are squeezed tightly shut.

why can't he wake up?

the funeral is today. he wears all black. he holds his crown in his hands, fidgeting with it every so often. his eyes are puffy and red, with tear tracks running down his face from nights of endless crying, begging to just wake up- but, he thinks, he can't deny it forever. he planned this funeral. you deserve the best. it's extravagant and wonderful. there are orchids strung up and planted everywhere. he wears an orchid in his blazer pocket. he wipes an eye with the palm of his hand. he hasn't cried. he can't cry. he's just.. there. he doesn't understand, he cant understand. but you're dead, and he mourns. he mourns for the missed memories. he mourns for the time he's wasted. he speaks a few words about you. his voice is brittle and wobbly, like a loud noise could break him. he speaks of how wonderful you were. how you brightened the darkest of days, how you were always there. now you are not. now you are in a casket. sapnap is there to comfort him. sapnap cries. he cries for george, he cries for you. george feels a twinge of jealousy. why cant he cry? georges grip tightens on sapnaps shirt. it's all replaced with sadness. he cannot cry. sapnap comforts him. he can move on. he leaves his crown on the casket, along with a single orchid. he says his goodbyes. he leaves. it's a sunny day, unfitting the happenstance. though, you wouldve liked it. you always liked clear skies. he feels that rain wouldve made him feel better. you deserve the rain. you deserve the dramatics. you deserve more.

he is asleep. you look at him with a soft smile. he deserves sleep. he hasnt slept in much too long. although, you cannot find it within yourself to blame him. a thumb strokes his cheek. he's so peaceful, while sleeping. it always has been his escape. you are laying beneath him, listening to the leaves, the wing whistling, georges steady heartbeat. it's relaxing. everyone needs to relax. gods, you think, how long has it been since anyone's been relaxed in this server?

your hand cards through his hair. you place a small kiss on his head. it's cold, your touch, yet he leans into it. you stay still, for a moment. you whisper little things to him, recalling your adventures, good memories to him.

george wakes up, content for the first time in a few days. a palm goes up to his forehead. theres an unusual cold spot. he shrugs it off, but smiles. he does not know why. he lies there and cuddles his pillow for a while longer, before going on with his day. sapnap seems pleased that george is starting to be himself more, but george laughs it off. he and sapnap go to the flower field that day. it was a wonderful time. you smile and chuckle while the two play fight.

maybe, you think, it's time they get a break.

#warden🔕#wardens writing #mcyt x y/n #georgenotfound x reader

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kim-seung-mo · 2 years

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heyy, could i please request stray kids when they're jealous?? thank uuu

𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪'𝕣𝕖 𝕁𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤

♩ gn!reader, mostly fluff...maybe a little angst, them being big babies, possessive behavior, a lot of sulking, a little bit of crying

♩♩ word count: 2.1k

♩♩♩ A/N: sorry i didn't update yesterday i was crying over spiderman...T-T if you know you know

wip list here

Chan

Chan was generally not a jealous person.

As the leader of an eight-member crazy kpop boy band, he needed a generous heart.

Things like jealousy were only for children.

He originally thought so.

But after he met you, everything changed.

Maybe this was what they called possessiveness, only to you.

Every time he saw you with another species (yes, species), his heart felt like it was being squeezed.

He would pretend like it didn't affect him, but his emotions would always prevail over reason.

When you spend too much time with other people (or animals, or electronics), he'll come out of nowhere and pretend to cough.

"Ahem! Ah, Chris is sooo tired! If only someone would come and take care of poor Chris! Chris is hungry!"

"If only someone could come and rub Chris's back! Chris is soooo exhausted from dancing all day!"

"Ah, Chris wants cuddles, if only someone could give Chris lots and lots of cuddles, especially cuddles from a person named Y/N!"

You don't know what gave him the illusion that it was "not obvious".

Every time you heard this "complaint" you couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Okay okay you big baby, nothing's more important than you are."

Minho

Lee Minho is known to be a tsundere.

This man radiates cat energy from head to toe.

He not only is a cat, but a really possessive cat. The kind of cat that will never allow his master to have the smell of others on them.

Did you think Lee Minho would even give you the opportunity to make him jealous?

Well...no, but you still managed to get him.

Mr. Lee could prevent all the humans, even all the animals. (such as his cats)

But he couldn't, as he liked to say, protect you, from electronics.

For example, his number one enemy: your phone.

"How was...your day?"

"Pretty good."

"......Is there nothing you want to say to me?"

"No."

"You haven't seen me all day, you really don't have anything to say to me?"

"Minho don't bother me, I'm very busy now..."

After failing to gain your attention, he stood by the sofa in a puff of anger.

Then he collapsed right on top of you.

"Hey Minho! What are you doing-"

"Stop looking at your phone! Look at me!"

Veins started popping out of your forehead.

"Minho! I'm voting for Stray Kids!"

He freezes for a moment.

"Oh......"

If that's the case, then he'll let you off the hook for now.

Changbin

Although you have told him countless times that you don't care about his height, he still gets scared when he sees you with a man who (he thinks) is better than him.

You know he has little security in this area, so you would consciously stay away from other men (and women).

But even so, you once accidentally made him jealous.

It was almost his birthday and you decided to write a song for him.

But you had no clue about music or anything, so you went to Chan and Jisung to discuss it.

His two best buddies were happy to hear your suggestion and started producing a song with you.

You didn't think he would even be worried about his own teammates.

As it turns out, even his own teammates weren't in the safe zone.

You've been hanging out with Chan and Jisung for the past few days, and Changbin has noticed.

"Y/N...what are you doing with those two all day long?"

Changbin asked one night after you returned home from Chan's studio.

"Ah...Uh......a secret! It's a secret!"

He expected to get a straightforward explanation, what he didn't expect was for you to be hiding something from him.

"A secret?" He frowned, "You were with two other men for over ten hours and now you come back and tell me it's a secret?"

"Other men? Binnie, it's just Chan and Jisung."

"I don't care! They're other men too! You can only have me in your eyes! Me!"

"Seo Changbin!" You shouted, "What are you thinking? Are you suspecting something between me and the two of them?!"

"Isn't the answer you're giving me now hinting at-" "Pabo!"

He's confused by you shouting.

"It's your birthday next week! Do you need me to go on?"

"Oh......"

He sort of gets it now.

"But...you promise your not gonna-" "I'm going to kiss you if you say any more."

"Then just kiss me."

Hyunjin

There is no way there's another male in this world who's prettier than him. (Your words)

If there is, it's a girl.

He's so focused on defending himself against boys that he forgets that there's 50% of the other genders on this planet.

Of these other genders somehow you always seem to be surrounded by women.

Sometimes he feels like you're more popular than he is.

And while it's true that you're the best person in the world (his words) you were only his!

He doesn't want to share you with anyone else.

"Yah! Y/N! Your boyfriend needs you! Now! Immediately! Instantly!"

After sitting alone on the side sulking for ten-fifteen minutes, Hyunjin was finally unable to resist shouting.

You hear your boyfriend's somewhat angry voice and immediately pluck away the women around you to come up to him.

"Yes Jinnie?"

"Did you tell them who I am? That you have a boyfriend? Sitting right here? Why do I get the feeling that they're looking at you weirdly..."

"You think too much, they're all in relationships, some of them are even married, we are just talking."

"I don't care if they're in a relationship or married! It doesn't matter! Either way it's not okay to look at you like that! Only I can look at you like that! You're mine!"

"Hyunjin..." you were a bit shocked by his words, he was not usually one to act like this, "are you jealous?"

Him? Hwang Hyunjin? Jealous? No way.

"No! I'm just annoyed at the way they look at you!"

"Then you're jealous..."

"No!"

"Whatever you say it is~"

"It's not jealousy!"

Jisung

It was not a good idea to make Han Jisung jealous.

He would give you the cold shoulder, he would act like you guys didn't even know each other, he would go for days without talking to you.

You were a person who wasn't very good at expressing your feelings, you didn't really know what to do, so you just sort of allowed it to happen.

This led to an awkward atmosphere within the entirety of Stray Kids.

Han Jisung, who was usually the happiest (and loudest), has not said a word for several days.

Why was he giving you the cold shoulder? You didn't understand.

You only complemented Chan's producing skills and Changbin's rap a couple of times...oh.

Well, this time maybe it's really your problem.

That night, Han Jisung was nestled in bed listening to music, still with a cold expression.

You didn't like that expression on him at all.

"Sungie?"

You went over and patted his hair.

He ignored you, didn't even bother to look at you.

"Sungie, can we talk?"

He took off his headphones and glances at you.

"About what..."

"I want to apologize to you ......" You sat on the bed, your hand gently taking his phone away from him, forcing him to look only at you, "about what happened the other day."

His eyes were already red, but he still pretended to look like nothing was wrong.

You look at him with distress and took his slightly cold hand.

"I should have given more thought to your feelings, I shouldn't have said what I did to Chan and Changbin...... I love you, and I truly think you are the best... It's just that I thought you already knew that. It's my fault, I've hurt you..."

His hand trembled gently, biting his lower lip, trying hard to keep the tears from flowing.

But everything he tried was useless.

"Sungie...forgive me, please? I miss you so much......"

He whimpered and threw himself into your arms.

For the next three days he would cling to you, you couldn't leave his side for more than three seconds before he'd start looking for you.

He wouldn't even let you use the restroom alone.

Felix

Felix was a happy sunflower, and you were his sun.

He doesn't get angry when he's jealous, he doesn't give you the cold shoulder either, he would just cling to you and look at you with his big round upset eyes.

So you knew you'd done something wrong when his whole body was practically leaning directly on you like a koala and looking at you with big watery eyes like a puppy.

"Felix?" You tilt your head to look at him.

"......." He didn't say anything, just pouted and looked at you, looking even more upset.

"Did I do something baby?" You rubbed his tiny back.

"It's not you... it's me......" He whispers with his head turned away.

Yeah you definitely did something.

"What's wrong? Don't give me the "it's me" bs. If I made you unhappy, you have to tell me okay? I don't ever want to make you unhappy."

He shifted in your arms and looked you in the eyes.

"Really?"

"Of course Lixie... How could I ever want to see you unhappy? Especially because of me."

"Well.....okay then ......" Felix played with his fingers and continued to speak, "Y/N...do you really think Jeongin is cuter than me?"

You froze.

"Of course not, my Lixie is the cutest person in the universe."

"Then why did you..."

"To Jeongin I said 'the whole world', you're different, you're the cutest person in the whole universe."

Although it sounds like an excuse you made on the spot (probably because it was), Felix was a simple-minded person, and he was instantly persuaded by you.

But now you'll know you'd have to pay attention to it in the future, your kitty was a jealous kitty.

Seungmin

Polar opposites with Felix, Seungmin was the kind of person who would distance himself from you when he got jealous.

Even if you did take the initiative to approach him, he wouldn't necessarily forgive you instantly like Jisung would.

He's so good at pretending that you wouldn't even be able to tell that he's jealous.

You realized something was off when he dodged your hugs, three times.

How can your puppy be avoiding your hugs?

"Minnie?"

He ignores you.

"Minnie baby?"

Still ignoring you.

"Puppy?"

You see that he suddenly stiffed.

So you rush over to him and continue to call him by his side.

"The cutest puppy in the world, the only puppy that makes my heart flutter, my favorite puppy Minnie?"

"....What."

"I love you~"

You leave a kiss on his cheek.

He immediately turned red into a tomato and retreated a few meters away.

"What are you doing! I'm still mad at you!"

You continue to move over and pet his head like you're petting a puppy.

"So don't get mad at me, our cute puppy~"

"Don't call me that!" But the redness on his face betrayed him.

"You don't like to hear me call you that? Then I guess I'll have to call Channie puppy instead~"

"No!" He immediately grabbed your shoulder and stared at you fiercely, "No your not!"

You got your way and stroked his head again, "so your still my puppy aren't you."

Jeongin

Maknae got jealous? Now the whole world had to tease him.

"Hyung! Don't touch Y/N!"

"Not even a slight touch? Our Innie is very protective I see~"

This could be any of his hyungs to be honest

Conversations like this happen at least once a day.

Then every night he comes home starts complaining to you.

"Noonaaa/Hyunggg, don't let those hyungs keep getting so close to you......"

You'd laugh and stroke his hair and tell him to relax, that his hyungs were only doing it to tease him.

"But I don't think it's funny! You're mine!"

You'd have to hold and coax him for a whole hour to get him to settle down.

It turns out that the exact same thing would still happen the next day.

Of course you wouldn't do this if it really hurt his feelings.

Although he'd always verbally say things like "don't touch", or "don't approach", or even "don't talk to them" and so on, but he never really got angry or tired to actually do anything to stop it.

He's just really cute when he gets jealous.

You were 100% sure that the hyungs thought the exact same.

"Jeongin-ah, you don't really think one of your hyungs can steal me away, do you?"

"Of course not, noona/hyung can only love me, only me."

"That's right baby, you and only you."

You leave a kiss on the tip of his nose as he narrows his eyes, enjoying it.

No one would really want to upset our lovely Innie, absolutely no one.

#stray kids #skz #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz reactions #stray kids reactions #skz headcanons #stray kids headcanons #skz scenarios #stray kids scenarios #skz angst #stray kids angst #skz fluff #stray kids fluff

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missallsundaes · 2 years

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Headcanons: Part III – Sitting On Their Laps (& either complimenting or being complimented) May or May not get suggestive – GN Reader (Compliments used for both genders)

Whitebeard Pirate Edition

Whitebeard / Edward Newgate

Whitebeard laughed heartily as you sat on his knee, smiling up at the mustached man, making little jokes back and forth as you updated him on what was going on around the ship, anything you had noticed on your rounds.

The tremor his laugh put through you reminded you of his devil fruit, steadying yourself with your hands on his leg as you looked up.

He pat your back, assuring you he wouldn't let you fall as he let his warm skin cradle your back. You gave him a bright smile.

"That's the beautiful smile I like to see, Gurarara," He said with another cheerful laugh.

Marco the Phoenix

Marco grabbed your hand as you moved past his desk in the infirmary, pulling you towards him and onto his lap.

"Marco, I'm working," You said with a chuckle as he kissed your neck, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close, you didn't bother fighting him, knowing your Commander had the power here anyway. Not that you wanted him to stop.

"How am I supposed to get any work done?" He said, you turned your head to give him a confused look. "I Didn't stop you-" You started, but he pressed a kiss to your lips before you could finish your sentence.

"How can I work when all I can do is think about how handsome you are yoi?"

Portgas D. Ace

Ace leaned on his arm, watching you from his cushioned seat in the library of the ship as you moved around, picking up books related to whatever question he had made up to spend a little more time with you. A loving grin on his face as he watched you, listen to you ramble about what you knew without going through the stack of tomes in your arms.

You set them on the table in front of Ace, moving to sit next to him but he pulled your hips towards him, plopping you down on his lap, "Tell me again what you just said, sorry..." He said, leaning his head against yours.

"Weren't you listening?" You teased, turning to kiss the tip of his nose.

"Not really, I was too busy thinking about how cute you look when you're talking about something you love." He replied honestly with a shrug, "Can you blame me? You're just so... perfect."

Thatch

"Wake up sleepyhead," You heard, your partner rubbing your back, already sat up in his bed, where you spent the night.

You blinked sleepily at Thatch giving him a sleepy little smile, "Not five more minutes, boss?" You asked, touching his cheek.

"Not even your sweet talk can get me this morning, Darlin'," The chef chuckled, leaning down to kiss you, his long hair making a curtain around you where he hadn't done it up yet this morning.

"But Thatch," You said softly, rolling over and into his lap, "You're so handsome," You cooed at him, kissing his exposed thigh softly. "Maybe... 20 minutes.. for.. a little morning inspiration?"

"Maybe sweet talk won't get you anywhere," He said with a chuckle, "But that dirty talk certainly will."

Izou

"Eyes open," He said, "Look up." He commanded, air of authority in his voice as he lined your eyes with the thin black lines of make up, hands steady as a surgeon as he swiped the make up across your eyelids.

He had you sat on his lap as he did your make up, your arms holding his sides to keep yourself as still as possible, barely daring to breath.

"It's fun doing this on someone else," He mused softly, mouth held tightly shut when he wasn't speaking, just the hint of a smile on his lips. "You're really beautiful," it was offhanded, just talking between motions of his brush, but his tone told you how honest he was being.

You sputtered, trying to find words to reply to him, your cheeks flushed a bright pink, earning a frown from Izou, "I said don't move!" He scolded with a sigh.

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enhypia · 3 years

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JS ; exes

exes answers questions with the choice of drinking instead of answering

pairings: park jongseong x gn!reader

genre: angst, mild fluff

words: roughly 1.7k

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~guides and warnings~

italics - reader speaking

bold - jay speaking

[enclosed] - interviewer speaking

italicized bold - both reader and jay speaking

[enclosed bold or italics] - question (depends on who's speaking)

heavily inspired by: rec.create lie detector games, cut truth or drink

warning: contains and mentions of !!! drinking, swearing, neglect, breaking up

i don't promote underage drinking, save your livers

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

hello, i'm (y/n)

and i'm jay

we're (awkward eye contact)

uhh we're exes

[you guys were invited here today as exes for a fun little drinking game, you guys were aware of that right?]

yes

yup

*interviewer shuffles awkwardly

sorry it's just, our friends were the ones who signed up for us

yeah, we just found out about it three days ago

[but are you guys still okay with doing this?]

we're okay

just give us a few minutes to get used to environment

*(y/n) chuckles

[okay, for this game, questions will be asked and if you refuse to answer, you drink, it's that simple. are you guys ready? should we start?]

*jay nods

ready as i'll ever be

[how long were you guys together?]

we were together for almost 3 years

[how long have you guys been broken up?]

about a year and a half now

[who broke up with who?]

i did they did

[why did you break up with him?]

so this was all a year and a half ago okay? no coming for jay, he's grown, we've grown

thanks?

you're welcome

*jay laughs

uhh.. it just really reached a point where i felt neglected in a way? and it was just tiring? i kept thinking 'do i deserve this treatment?' and i hated that i was doubting everything, including his feelings. so i just said let's talk about it and then yeah we split up

*jay drinks and (y/n) laughs

sorry sorry

nah i just needed that

[okay, how about we officially start the q&a portion between the of you now?]

*both nod and played rock paper and scissors to determine who gets to ask first, jay wins

*he picks up a card and facepalms after seeing the question

goddamn

should i be scared?

not sure, but you might opt to drink though

[do you blame me for what happened to us?]

oh my god *(y/n) laughs

i know right

so we're unpacking emotions today? okay noted

you can just drink if you're not comfortable with it

i'll drink but i'll still answer, might ease your mind no?

*jay couldn't stop his head from nodding

*(y/n) drinks

i admit that i blamed you at first, but then i got to thinking that it wasn't just you, i was also at fault too since i never really vocalized what i felt? i just let it build up until it reached the point where you couldn't do anything about it anymore, and i couldn't too.

yeah but it's more of my fault since i felt something was wrong but i just brushed it off, i brushed you off.

....

shot?

*jay smiles slightly and both raised their glasses to cheers before drinking

we were both at fault and i don't blame you, jay. i hope you stop blaming yourself

*(y/n) smiles softly then picks up a card to stop any reply they might get from jay

god why are these questions so heavy? it wasn't like this from other episodes

*jay and crew laugh

okay, hit me

[what's your biggest regret about our relationship?]

what the fuck

SEE ?!

*both laugh and jay drinks

okay, next question

no, i'm answering

[we won't stop you but just reminding you both that it's okay not to answer if you drink]

the alcohol releases the unhinged-ness

in other words, this is really just us using the alcohol to actually say what we feel

i think you already the answer, and it's that i didn't do anything about us even if i felt something was wrong. i just kept on focusing on my career that i reached a point where i brushed everything off as nothing. and in the end, while i got the success i wanted, somehow i also feel like i'm on the losing end really.

*(y/n) drinks making jay laugh

what? it's my first time hearing all this !

it was a rough break so

omg is this our closure ???

*jay's eyes widened

and it's filmed ?!?!

*everyone laughs

couple goals *(y/n) does a hashtag

oh wait *(y/n) looks at jay

exes goals *both do a hashtag pose

*they laugh, ignoring the sting in their hearts

okay, okay moving on

*jay laughs again

is it a heavy one again?

nope

[do your friends hate me?]

*(y/n) bursts out laughing

please 😭

we have the same friends

we share a lot of mutual friends

that's why there was like tension for a month in the friend group because no one knew what to do

i'm sorry you had to endure all that friends

remember when they literally made an organized schedule to hang out where we wouldn't see each since the break up was still fresh?

yeah like i got heeseung on tuesdays

and i got him on thursdays

😭😭😭

we love them though, they did their best to console us both

thanks guys <33

*(y/n) picks up a card

goddammit

[do you think we could've actually worked out our problems?]

i think it's unfair that i get a lot of heavy questions

i have the power of god and anime on my side today

i think we could've, if i just had taken the actual time to reflect and sit down and talk, we could've worked it out.

*(y/n) slaps jay's arm

i told you, stop blaming yourself

*(y/n) rolls their eyes

*jay picks up a card and

what?

*he is stuttering guys, he is fidgeting

[do you wish we were still together?]

yeah

.....

*both drink

i mean-

*jay has been paralyzed, he did not expect (y/n) to answer

i'm happy where i am right now, maybe there are moments of weakness that the thought crosses my mind but i don't dwell on it too much. i think we're both still learning and growing.

*jay doesn't want to think about the fact that (y/n) never said a clear yes or no

*(y/n) picks up a card and groans

please just drink to this

why?

[what do you think of me now?]

....

drink.

no?

why?

because-

why?

i'm answering

why?

i want to?

no.

right now i'm just really proud of you.

*WORLD PAUSE, (y/n) is malfunctioning

it's a little sad that i didn't get to witness a lot of it but i promise i watched from afar and i'm so proud of you. like it makes me feel lighter in a way? knowing that you're still going and pursuing your dreams. it just made me at ease that -

*(y/n) drinks, looking very much like snow white's apples

are you blushing?

jay i will kick you

*he laughs and pinches (y/n) cheeks making them redder, (y/n) slaps his hands away

i won't hesitate bitch

how about you huh?

[what do you think of me now?]

*jay you should know not to tease too much or else it'll bite you back

i think you're absolutely amazing.

*jay could only blame himself

i am in constant awe and there's this pride that i have in me whenever i see you thriving. it's weird because i thought i'd be bitter about it, but since i knew of your goals and how passionate you were, all i felt was pride. it did hurt a little that i couldn't go "that's my baby!" anymore.

*alert! jay's ears are red and it's spreading to his cheeks and neck

okay next question!

*he quickly picks up a card making (y/n) burst out laughing

everything i said was true though.

hajima. stop. pause. i'm not listening

*(y/n) laughs at flustered jay

this is the last one.

[question for both: if you could tell me anything, what would you say?]

sheesh

same

rock paper scissors? loser goes first

*jay wins

*(y/n) drinks

can you turn around for this one, like don't look at me.

*jay followed

i want to say that,,,, that it's not your fault for putting your future first. it kind of stung since you made me feel like i wasn't a part of it but i know that wasn't your intention. i understand your actions and i don't blame you. if i was in your position i probably would've been the same. i'm sorry that i didn't try harder, like you said we could've made it work but i just got so tired, i hope you can forgive me for that as well.

okay i'm turning around as well, your turn

*(y/n)'s eyes are glassy, but jay doesn't need to see that

i want to say that i'm sorry for neglecting you. i feel like you're tired of me saying sorry but that's really all i could do. i forgive you by the way even if i don't get why you're apologizing to me. i also want to say that, it wasn't you. it sounds cliche but you weren't the reason i became like that, it was me. it was never you. so please don't blame yourself for anything. please don't question your worth because you were more than enough.

yah i didn't want to unpack that

well i still know you and i was given the chance to say it now so

*(y/n) turns around wiping tears, jay is sniffling

i need a drink damn

*(y/n) pours a shot and jay as well, both drink after clinking their glasses

[you guys good?]

*both looks at each other and chuckles

we're good

i can't believe we have to thank our friends for setting this up

*jay groans

[care to answer one last question that is in everyone's minds' right now?]

oh god

is it what i think it is

[will we see you guys be featured again? maybe exes to couples again?]

let's drink!

*both take one last shot and waves to the camera

*(y/n) shrugs and jay winks

bye~

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a/n: i was planning to post this sooner but my pharma prof suddenly dropped a 6-page activity lmao rip, im scheduling the timestamps i forgot to post last update sorry sorry. my angst skills are subpar forgive me but i tried my best. i hope you like this one too !! jake's will be uploaded next ! please look forward to it <33

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reporterleroux · 3 years

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The Hybrids Society

Characters: c!hybrids x gn!striderhybrid!reader (/p)

A/N: Yet again suggested by my friend my ideas are on a low rn lmao

UPDATE AFTER WRITING:

I have been made aware that Ranboo is uncomfortable with x readers, I am trying to privately save any to find things that may possibly be uncomfortable for him in the future and avoid them, however I cannot do that with asks. This can be read as a friendship if you please, I personally don't think it's weird for friends to hold hands, but if youre uncomfortable please scroll.

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The hybrids of the SMP always seemed to be pretty innocent, doing their own things, living their own lives. But behind the scenes there was a secret society for them. A society away from normal humans. A society built for them. It simply went by the Hybrids Society, that's all. It was a group for everything, from healing and support, to meetings for when it came to more serious times. When it came to meetings, everyone had to attend, but otherwise it was open for any of them to stroll in and get what they need any time. The main people you would normally see there would be Ranboo, Tubbo, Fundy and Phil, Techno and Foolish would appear from time to time when needed, but otherwise the others were barley seen at all. It was content, quiet enough for them. They had all the support they could need, right where only they could find it. It was only these lot, until you came along.

It was just a normal day for you, strolling around the lowest points of your home on the lava, checking in on all your friends and family, even if they were full Striders and not Human hybrids. That was until 2 people saw you.

"Uh, Phil? That's a person, right?"

Ranboo asked Phil. They were out looking for some Quartz, it would usually be Phil and Techno or Ranboo and Techno, but he was busy today, so the 2 of them went instead. Phil looked awfully confused, so Ranboo pointed in your direction, both seeing you playing with the smaller Striders in the middle of the lava pool.

"Oh yeah mate, it looks so. How are they not burning?"

Phil said. Ranboo just shrugged in confusion. They stood in silence, careful to be aware of their surroundings, watching you trying to figure out how you weren't burning.

"Why don't we go down and talk to them?"

Ranboo suggested. Phil took a moment to look in his inventory for cobble, if they were going to head towards you, they needed enough.

"Got any spare cobble? I think I'm just slightly short of it."

Phil asked Ranboo. You didn't have to ask him twice, as he pulled out all the cobble in his inventory and passed it to Phil. You could tell he was excited to meet you.

It wasn't long until they were at a suitable level and started bridging towards you. About halfway through their bridging, you noticed them, and decided to walk towards them to help them save resources. They somehow didn't notice you, not until you started talking to them.

"Hello."

You simply stated. The bridging blonde was taken by surprise and fell from the shock. If it wasn't for you catching him, he would've fallen into the lava.

"Sorry about that, here, pass me that, I'll help you."

You said as Phil passed you the cobble, and you began to build a bigger platform for them to stand on.

"Thanks... Wh-whats your name?"

The bi coloured boy asked, clearly nervous about meeting you, now that it was happening in person.

"I'm Y/N, how about you guys?"

Ranboo looked at Phil, and Phil looked at Ranboo, both clearly confused on who's answering first.

"I'm Phil, and this is Ranboo."

Phil finally spoke up, pointing at Ranboo as he said his name. He waved in response.

"Nice names! Would you like to stay and chat for a bit? Obviously if you're not busy, it's just nice to talk to someone since noone here speaks English."

You said. The 2 looked at eachother, remembering what they came for.

"We gotta get some Quartz, but you can come with us if you can walk on land?"

Phil asked. You thought about it for a moment. You'd never been on land before. Would you drag them behind their schedule? Striders are infamous for walking slowly on land, is it the same with you?

"Yeah, sure! I'm not sure if I'll slow you down though, I've never walked on land before."

You answered, excitement dying down slightly in the second sentence. Ranboo looked at you in slight disappointment of your excitement dying down.

"Don't worry kid, it's fine. There's a first time for everything, isn't there?"

You nodded in responce, and Phil held out his hand to pull you up, as the platform was one block above lava level. You placed your bare feet on the cobble. It was cold, rocky. But nice. It was different, you liked that. Phil started walking back, Ranboo behind him and you behind Ranboo, surprising you as you were walking at the same speed as them.

You were next to Ranboo, the 2 of you walking behind Phil, talking while he looked for Quartz. Ranboo would unconsciously stop talking at times to study you and your hybrid features. You had pale red skin, dark red hair, and wore a raggy shirt and trousers.

"So,"

Ranboo began.

"What other hybrid features do you have?"

You thought for a moment. The issue is you didn't really know. You never went outside the lava, never tried something new before today.

"To be honest, I'm not sure. I've never left the lava before today. All I know is that I like mushrooms, it's the only edible vegetation here for me and it's quite nice."

Ranboo let out a slight laugh at your honest opinions, which made you smile. You didn't know what you did or how you did it, but it felt nice.

You were all there for a while, you got to know Ranboo quite well and he got to know you quite well. You got back to the portal, kinda upset that it was time for them to leave. They both looked at you, before looking at eachother, and back at you again.

"Would you like to come with us? Y'know, like live in the overworld with us, meet out friends?"

Your eyes visibly lighted up.

"Yes! I'd love to!"

You called out. Ranboo offered you his hand so he could help you through the portal, which you excitedly took. You all stepped through the purple swirls, and before you knew it, you were somewhere you've never seen before.

It was indoors and decorated like your home, granted, but you cod tell it was different. You felt scared. You gripped Ranboos hand tighter, he looked over to you confused until he realised how scared you looked.

"Hey, it's ok, it's a nice world out there, trust me."

Ranboo told you with a smile. You smiled back but still didn't let go of his hand fully, you just released your grip a bit. It was all fine until you got to the exit of the building. It was pouring down with rain. Phil looked over at Ranboo and handed him a coat. You looked confused.

"He's an enderman hybrid, so he can't go into the rain. Wait, since you're a hybrid from the nether, does that mean you can't go out into rain?"

Phil said. You shrugged before you stuck the back of your hand out into the rain. It only took a single drop for you to pull your hand back in pain. You could see where it landed, it was physically sizzling.

"Ah. In that case, wanna get under with me?"

Ranboo asked, lifting up the coat so you could get under. You edged closer to him, as he released your hand and rested it across your back and looped his hand to hold onto your stomach. You reached up for his hand with one of yours, the other pulling the edge of the coat down. It wasn't overly comfortable, it wasn't the biggest coat, and Ranboo had to bend down to your level due to his height. But it was whatever it took for you both to be safe. The issue is you assumed you were running and didn't know where to go.

"Uh, Phil? I guess we're running, right? I have no clue where were going."

Phil looked at you, before looking at Ranboo and turning back around.

"Don't worry, Ranboo will show you. Now, ready? Let's go!"

Phil said before running into the rain, the 2 of you close behind. Ranboo held you close, making sure you weren't hurt at all. He was used to this by now, but was aware you were new to rain, and wanted to make sure you get back in one piece.

You finally reached where you were heading to, and Ranboo stood at his full height, letting the wet coat fall off both your backs. Phil was aware of why you both didn't touch it and picked it up for you. You followed Ranboo into the place.

"This, Y/N, is what we like to call the Hybrids Society. It's a place open for all hybrids whenever they need it. It's hidden away from the non-hybrids, so please don't tell them about it."

Ranboo said. You nodded when he said not to tell the non-hybrids, as you both approached a corner. You tugged on his jacket to grab his attention.

"I'm not sure about this mind..."

You said nervously. Sure, you were excited to meet hybrids like you, but it was also nerve wracking.

"Don't stress, you'll be fine."

You grabbed Ranboos hand and walked behind him as he walked around the corner. Phil had already walked ahead.

"Hey Fundy, Tubbo, Techno! Were back!"

Ranboo said as he walked in. You hoped his tall figure would hide you since you were considerably shorter than him.

"Hey Ranboo! Why's your hand behind your back?"

Fundy asked, as Tubbo nodded in agreement to his question. Techno was looking through chests for potion ingredients, not paying attention to them. Phil was in the corner smiling, looking for some clothes for you to wear. Ranboo looked at you, as you looked back up at him. He smiled at you softly.

"Remember what I said, it'll be fine."

You slowly poked your head out from behind him, before showing your whole self, waving at them nervously, still holding Ranboos hand.

"This is Y/N. They're a Strider Hybrid and we met them in the Nether earlier."

Ranboo introduced you. Techno perked up at the fact you were found in the Nether and finally looked at you both.

"Hello Y/N! I'm Tubbo, I'm a Goat hybrid!"

Tubbo introduced himself as he waved at you excitedly. You smiled and waved back.

"I'm Fundy, a Fox hybrid. Nice to meet you."

Phil had finished looking for clothes by now and was watching you all. He could see Techno looking at you in curiosity as to your hybrid abilities. He made his way over to him and nudged him.

"Go on then mate, introduce yourself!"

Phil whisper-shouted to Techno.

"Uh, yeah right, sorry. I'm Technoblade, but you can just call me Techno."

He said in a monotone voice before turning back to what he was doing.

"Y/N, here, go put these on, it's probably more comfortable than what you're wearing now."

Phil said as he handed you the clothes he picked out, baggy jeans and a red shirt. You took them before Phil pointed towards where you could go change. You walked off to go change, while the others continued the conversation.

"So, about you guys,"

Fundy began with a smirk on his face. Ranboo instantly cut him off, knowing what he was going to say.

"Were just friends. They were nervous about leaving their long time home, and I don't blame them. We talked alot during the trip so I suppose we got quite close and they started clinging to me for safety? I'm not sure, we'll just see how it goes."

Ranboo said. It was a simple response, with a simple theory, he just didn't know if it was correct.

You later walked out of where you were changing in your new clothes, happy with the selection.

"These are nice, thanks Phil."

You said. Phil simply nodded his head slightly.

"Hungry? There's some mushrooms over there if that's what you fancy. They're overworld ones though, not ones from the Nether."

Ranboo asked. You headed towards where Ranboo pointed and looked at the mushrooms. They were way different to ones you were used to, they were beige or red and white spotted, rather than blue and orange. You looked back over as if to say "Are these safe to eat?" and they all nodded. You simply shrugged before taking one of each and trying them one after the other.

"Mm! These are nice! Different from the usual, granted but it's nice that they are different."

You sealed the approval of the mushrooms.

You hung out at the base of the Society for a bit longer, meeting more hybrids and getting to know others better. It was getting late, and there was just one problem. You didn't have anywhere to sleep. You started getting tired, and they all noticed.

"Hey, we got beds here, want us to stay here tonight and we'll find you somewhere to sleep tomorrow?"

Tubbo asked, praying the others wouldn't mind what he put them up to. All you could do was nod, before you physically went out cold.

"Damn, they are tired, huh. It's been a long day for them I suppose."

Phil said, while Ranboo picked you up before taking you to one of the beds and staying until you felt comfortable.

"Goodnight Y/N. See you tomorrow."

He said before walking out. It was a different life, of course it was, but it was going to be a nicer one for you, with more people to talk to, and a best friend you would trust with your life.

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A/N: a place for them would be nice where they just do stuff yeah

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Chapter 5: Wilbur do People Think We’re Crazy?

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✎ Wilbur x GN!Reader

✎ Word count: 1.4k

✎ Summary: Two idiots probably spill ketchup on their fancy clothes while filming a documentary

✎WARNINGS!: food (breakfast and mcdonalds), Meds ( unspecified literally just mentions that Y/n took their meds in the morning if it doesn’t apply to you sorry and if it does then don’t forget to take them and take care of yourself), I think that's it but if not feel free to tell me

✎ Sorry, sorry, sorry IDK if anyone saw one of my latest posts where I talked about where I've been and so if you didn't long story short I've been in and out of the hospital for reasons. I'm fine but then they thought I wasn't fine so I had to stay longer then I normally do but I'm okay. Y'all can't get rid of me that easily oh and then finals rolled around and that was #stressful but anywho I've got the shorter chapter out and hope for more frequent updates sending my love,. Oh and also happy holidays -Summer

Y/n swung their feet over their comforter finally getting out of bed as they really didn’t feel like going to school today. Their first class was Media Studies which was always a great way to start the day. Besides today on their schedule rotation, they didn’t have bio which was a win in their book. Techno had his gym period before school started so that he could get a free period during the day and it was his turn for the car so Y/n had to take the bus with Wilbur which was only embarrassing because they were seniors. Y/n quickly got ready for school grabbing their backpack and camera bag making sure they had their lenses and went to the kitchen. They filled up their water bottle, grabbed a bar for breakfast, and took their meds.

“Love you Ma/Pa,” They yelled as they left walking to the bus stop. Their bus stop was pretty close by and only had one other person at their stop who Y/n had gotten used to over the years. He was a Junior named Sapnap. Over the years Y/n got to see him grow up into the loud-mouthed teen who played football and had seniors as best friends. They could still recall when he was a little kid throughout elementary school with panda keychains and blueberry muffins every day for breakfast. Y/n’s grip on their camera bag tightened as they started to feel it slip.

“Hey, Y/n long time no see,” Sapnap joked he would also normally get driven to school but his ride also took the same gym class as Techno so here the two stood. “I haven’t seen you at any games,”

“Oh yeah,” Y/n stopped choosing their words very carefully so as not to hurt his feelings. They settled on the college lie. “I’ve been busy with my NYU application,” They laughed holding up the camera bag. There was a lol in the conversation as he had seemed to get a text. Y/n looked down at their phone checking the time, 7:24 which meant the bus should be there soon. When the bus pulled up Y/n was glad that they had a predetermined bus buddy as faces filled every seat. Alas over the mass of people Wil’s hair was seen and the yelling blond behind him was a telltale. Y/n started forward and pulled in the seat. The bus smelled like BO and Y/n could feel their legs sticking to the seats.

“Still on for Thursday?” Wilbur asked mainly as a joke

“Oh yeah definitely also I was checking the weather, our schedules, and such and I was thinking we should camp on the beach on Saturday. It’s supposed to be warm but windy so comfy camping weather plus we have a whole day to put our backs back in place from sleeping on the sand.” Y/n said looking down at their nail beds and picking at some fuzz.

“Oh um actually I can’t do Saturday,” Wilbur spoke hesitantly and Y/n’s eyes shot up to his, their eyebrows scrunching in confusion. “ Well you see I’ve got a project for calculus which sounds like a shitty lie but I promise you it’s not,” He defended himself more when seeing the Y/n wasn’t believing him.

“Ok fine what is it then,” Y/n asked

“So my partner and I need to design an attraction for an amusement park and use calculus to make it safe but fun. It’s really dumb but Sally and I have to meet up outside of class for it and we chose Saturday.” Wil’s hand was rubbing the back of his neck as he looked down, a subtle pout on his face, feeling bad for forgetting about their plan.

“Hey Wil stop that, you look like a depressed pug and it’s hurting me. Don’t worry but then why don’t we just camp on the beach Friday night that way you and Sally can do your dumb math thing and I can edit the videos from that night,” Y/n was upset that Sally would be interrupting one of the most important projects Y/n’s ever worked on. It stung even more because Y/n knew that Sally was crushing on Wilbur but then again Wil’s an oblivious idiot when it comes to feelings and Y/n knew that better than anyone.

…...Thursday Third Period…....

Y/n absolutely hated their math class, not only was AP calculus stupidly difficult even when they didn’t mind the subject, but their teacher was horrible. Mrs. Mejers was a very nice woman, she was just boring. The subject at hand required focus that needed to be held and without a teacher that could do that Y/n struggled just a little bit. This class was always slow but the clock was moving what felt abnormally slow due to Y/n’s excitement for lunch. They had grown to love crossing things off the list, it was such a happy moment for Y/n and Wil. Y/n had stopped paying attention as class was ending so they were antsy. It was only calculus and google gave Wilbur a run for his money in the best friend department. Then just like that the bell rang telling Y/n, it was time for lunch. They rushed out of the classroom down the winding halls, nearly walking into obnoxiously large groups of freshmen who didn’t understand how hall's work. They had made it to the arts wing of the school which was four halls that awkwardly jutted off from the main hallways. M hall was a fun little inlet in between P and L hall which both lead into R hall which was the main art hall. Y/n’s locker was right outside of their photography classroom and only a short walk to Wilbur's locker in R hall. They grabbed the change of clothes in the drawstring bag when they felt a hand on their shoulder causing them to jump

“Hey ankle biter,” Wilbur said giggling a bit at Y/n’s jumpy nature, “I’m ready to go when you are,”. Y/n looked Wilbur up and down before walking into the GN bathroom and quickly changing into their fancy clothes then dropping off the bags into their locker and turning to Wil.

“Ok let’s go Lankenstein,”

“You’ve wounded me, love,” Wilbur says holding his hands to his chest, Y/n chose to ignore the feelings bubbling up in their chest and instead shoved him lightly. The two friends walked out of the school laughing like idiots while looking back on footage from Y/n’s SD card. In the car, Wilbur played his music stupidly loud but Y/n couldn’t find it in themself to care, instead singing along with him. When they made it to the McDonalds parking lot Wilbur stayed seated quickly tying his tie which made Y/n giggle from the memories of Phil teaching them how to do it. The two stepped out of the car and Wilbur holds out his hand. “You ready love,”

“I always am,” Y/n joked as a mental counter for the heat rushing to their cheeks. The pair walked hand in hand, and because it was a McDonalds and it was the high school lunch rush, it was crowded. They got a few looks but not as much as they expected. Y/n had to sneakily film with their phone which physically pained them just a bit but after asking for permission to film at their table Y/n was able to use their beloved Canon EOS Rebel setting it on the table. Wil got up to get their food before Y/n started talking to it, “So this is number four dress fancy and go to McDonalds. Wil’s getting us food but yeah future Y/n cut to a fit check while I wait for Wilbur and our food.” The two got back to school in record time only being around five minutes late to their classes due to Y/n needing them to take a mirror selfie for the documentary. While teachers were a little unhappy with their tardiness they luckily didn’t get into trouble. If only they knew the trouble that was about to come…

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