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cameronspecial · 8 months

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Saw your post asking for Zach Maclaren request so here I am!

What about reader getting run over by the car instead of Zach and she looses her memory kinda like the movie but reversed? She thinks Zach is her bf cause she has a bf named Zach but he’s an asshole.

The Other Zach

Pairing: Zach MacLaren x Reader

Warnings: Swearing and Getting Hit By A Car

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 3.2K

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Yet another argument with her boyfriend. Yet another time she is walking home upset. Even worse, it’s three in the afternoon so everyone on the street can watch her sad walk home. She feels like everyone around her is staring, judging her for staying with such a dick. As she walks across the parking lot with her head in the clouds, a soccer ball comes rolling toward her. Y/N’s eyes dart up to see Zach MacLaren walking over to her with a big smile, pointing down at the ball to ask her to send it over. She bends down to pick it up, but as she starts to straighten out, a sudden force from behind her sends her head smashing to the pavement.

Zach watches the whole thing happen before his very eyes. He screams at his sister’s soccer team to stay there and runs to make sure the driver doesn’t try to keep reversing over Y/N. Everyone knew her. She works at the cafe on campus and is known to brighten everyone’s day. Once the driver knows he hit someone and is on the phone with the dispatcher, Zach goes to check on Y/N. She is out cold and this causes him to panic. He checks for a pulse. Relief floods him when he finds one and it is only a matter of her waking up. Her eyes flutter open and her vision is blurry. There is a face over her that she can’t make out. “My name is Zach,” she overhears the unidentifiable face. Her boyfriend. He must have gone after her to apologize. She starts to see more clearly and she wraps her arms around his neck. Her lips try to find him, but he pulls away. “Hey, take it easy. You got hit pretty hard in the noggin,” he advises, looking up at the sound of the ambulance.

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The paramedics are about to take Y/N away, but she stops them from taking her. She looks at Zack, “Aren’t you going to come with me?.” He looks at her and his heart is pulling him to enter the vehicle, but he doesn’t feel it is right. He has no relation to her in any way. The paramedic counsels it might be better if he comes to help keep her calm and now, he feels he has no choice. “Of course, I just need to make sure an adult can stay with my soccer team. I’ll be right back,” he informs. He heads over to the field’s sidelines, talking to one of the waiting moms about what happened. He is reassured that she will make sure all the kids get home safely, so he heads back to the ambulance.

After the doctor does his assessment, Zach and Y/N learn she has a concussion and probably amnesia. Zach could definitely a test to the last part since she seems to think he is her boyfriend. “Sweetie, what happened are you okay?” an older woman, who looks like Y/N, frets, rushing to her. Zach assumes this is Y/N’s mom and goes in to reassure her, “She has a mild concussion and amnesia.” The man with the mother raises his eyebrow. “And are you her doctor?” he questions. Zach shakes his head, “No, I’m Zach. I was with her when she got hit by the car.” The man nods and her mother’s eyes light up. “So you’re the boyfriend. It is so nice to meet you, I’m Kim and this is Gary. We are Y/N’s parents. She’s told us so much about you,” Kim introduces. Y/N goes on to complain, “Way to keep it cool, Mom.” “I’m sorry, Sweetie. But he is so cute and seems nice,” Kim apologizes. Zach feels strange about just letting the family believe he is actually Y/N’s boyfriend, but there isn’t exactly a good time to say that while in the hospital. The doctor returns to speak with her parent, so Zach excuses himself to call someone for advice.

“Guess where I am,” he whispers into the phone. Zoey checks the time, “Coaching your sister’s soccer practice?” “No. I’m at the hospital,” he replies. She sits up from her lying position on the couch, “Are you okay? What happened?”

“I’m fine. It’s just that Y/N Y/L/N got hit by a car. Now, she and her whole family think I am her boyfriend.”

“Elle says she is dating a Zach. Zach Davis. He’s the captain of the hockey team. She just sent you his Insta.”

While Zach scrolls through the other Zach’s profile, the doctor catches his attention. “Oh, and Mr. Boyfriend. Make sure she stays calm. We wouldn’t want anything stressing her out and making her conduction worse,” she instructs before walking off. Zach groans into the phone, “What am I supposed to do if I can’t stress her out?” “Okay, calm down. Just take her parents aside and let them break the news to her,” Zoey explains. Calm washes over his face, “Yes, that’s a great idea. You are one smart cookie, Zoey Miller.” They bid their goodbyes and he heads back to the Y/L/Ns.

“Zach, you’re back. We were just talking about you. How would you like to come over for dinner tonight?” Kim asks, helping Y/N sit up so she can get ready to be discharged. It’s like the perfect opportunity falls into his lap.

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He walks into the Y/L/N’s residence, helping Y/N onto the couch. “Your parents have a nice house,” he looks around the room. As soon as they are settled on the couch, a little boy pops up from behind the couch with a scream. A man a little bit older than Zach sets himself on the chair beside the couch. “Connor, don’t scare her. She has a concussion,” he chides the younger boy. Y/N sighs, “Zach, this is my little brother, Connor. And my older brother, uhh…” “Jared. His name is Jared,” Connor offers with a devious smile. Y/N nods, “Right, Jared. This is my older brother, Jared.” Zach sees Connor’s giggles and leans towards her, “I think he is messing with you, Baby.” “Oh. I think you are right,” she rubs her forehead, trying to remember her brother’s name. “Jack. His name is Jack.” Jack lets out a cheer and holds out his hand for Zach to take.

Soon, dinner is served and Zach sits beside Y/N. As Connor is recounting his day, Y/N goes to whisper in his ear, “Thank you for keeping up with my strange family. I know you didn’t want to meet them, but it means a lot that you are here.” Zach feels bad at the words she says. Why wouldn’t her real boyfriend want to meet her family? They are so kind and funny. And Y/N is amazing. Even with a concussion, she is so bright and genuine. He has always had a little bit of a crush on her, ever since she gave him a coffee on the house when she saw he was having a hard day. She wrote his name with a happy face and little hearts, which made his day. Sometimes he finds himself going where she works just to see her smile.

“No problem. I think your family is great,” he says, looking at her with a smile. She grins back at him and slides her fingers through his hand on his lap. “Well, if you think we are so great, why don’t you come skiing with us this weekend?” Gary suggests, overhearing the whispers between his daughter and her (not) boyfriend. Zach knows the words about to come out of his mouth shouldn’t be the ones that follow, but he really does like her family and he wants to get the opportunity to get to know her better. He knows it is wrong to take Y/N’s moment of confusion and to take it as a chance to fill his delusion. However, he really doesn’t see any harm in pretending for the weekend.

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“Are you sure you don’t want to hit the slopes? You don’t have to stay behind just for me,” Y/N double-checks, looking at him behind the couch. He sits on the back of the couch and lets himself flop back on the seat cushion. He nods, “Yep. I think it would be nice to hang out with you.” “Really? Well, I’m a very busy gal, I have to check my schedule,” she teases, taking out her phone to look at her calendar. “Oh, look at that the only thing I have planned is to have a concussion. I guess we can hang out.” He grins at her and sits up, scooting closer to her. She scoots over to sit beside him, putting herself under his arms, which makes him happy. “What should we do?” he inquires, looking down at her with a smile. She plays at putting thought into it and drags him to the game room.

They head over to the air hockey table, but she notices Zach’s gaze toward the foosball table. “We can play foosball if you’d like. I just thought you would like air hockey more since you are on the team,” she explains, changing way toward the other table. Zach has to quickly cover his tracks, “Uh, yeah. I do like hockey, but I’m better at foosball than air hockey.”

The game they play fills the room with laughter. Zach would yell at her for cheating by spinning her knob, while she would argue she is just using her tools to her advantage. After her last spin causes the tiny ball to sail through the hole for the goal, Zach runs around to her side and picks her up by the waist. “That is the last time you cheat!” he playfully reprimands. Her laughter stops and her hand flies to her head. She starts to move in a dizzy-like motion with her hand still stuck to her head. “Are you okay? Did I grab you too hard? What can I do?” he worries, removing his hands from her to look into her eyes. The tiny giggles she lets out make him feel like she is evil, “I’m just playing with you. I’m sorry. But you can make us something to eat. I can’t use any screens and I have absolutely no recipes memorized.”

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She watched him in amazement as he made the pizza. She found it incredibly hot to watch him toss the pizza dough in the air. He flicked a little flour at her and she ran away with a shriek. After getting the pizza out of the oven, he helps her up onto the counter and cuts the food. She takes the first bite and the moan she lets out absolutely kills Zach. He finds the pizza held out in front of his mouth, taking a bite at her encouragement. He really hopes the food hides his blush. “This tastes great! Where did you learn how to cook?” she praises, going in for another bite. His blush deepens, “I took lessons as a kid. It was really fun.” Her eyebrows raised. “Really? I always saw you as a more, I will only do hockey because hockey is my life kind of guy.”

“Right, hockey. I love socc- I love so much hockey, but I don’t think hockey is what I’m going to do after graduation.”

“Why not? If you like it so much, why don’t you go pro?”

“I do like it, but let’s be honest, I’m not good enough to get drafted. Truth is I don’t know what I’m going to do after graduation.”

“I haven’t seen you play hockey much or really understand how it is played, but I’m sure that isn’t true. But anyway, if you don’t think hockey is your thing, I think opening a pizza place is your path. This is great.”

Although she doesn’t know he is talking about soccer, he loves that she can see him passed the athlete and see a different part of him. Most people he knows are just interested in him because of his sport. “So what do you want to do after graduation?” he questions, picking up another slice for himself. Her eyes light up, “I’m not too sure yet. I know I’m a computer science major, but I really just chose it because it can be a useful fallback. I think maybe I want to travel around the world and take pictures.” He is touched that she is so open and honest with her answer. He likes that even though her future seems uncertain, she is still hopeful about it. “That sounds amazing. If you need a travelling partner, then I would gladly go with you. I’m sure you are an amazing photographer,” he encourages. Again, a confused look crosses her face, “I thought you hated going outside of the US. You said that nothing good happens outside of America.” Zach fears that his lies are going to start to unravel. The universe seems to come in for the assist because her family comes back at that moment.

“Hey, you two. What did you do today?” Kim ponders, giving Y/N a kiss on her cheek. She smiles at her mom, “What didn’t we do?” Everyone over the age of eighteen widens their eyes and Zach helps clear things up. “All PG.” Completely missing the moment Connor pats his pockets. “I left my gloves at the lodge. We have to go back,” he panics. Zach jumps off the counter and pats his back, “Don’t worry, Con. Y/N and I can go with you to get it.”

They get to the lodge and Connor runs inside to get his gloves. Zach turns to Y/N to find her making a snowman. “Need some help?” he proposes, walking over to her. She nods with a smile and they get to work on the snowman. She makes the middle part while he forms the bottom and once she is done, she picks it up to bring it to him. She trips over her feet and goes flying toward him. He catches her as he falls back. The snow from her ball smushes between them. They both sit up while laughing. Her hair falls over her face and he brushes it out of the way, leaving his warm hand on her cheek. The sun lightens her hair and this moment feels perfect. He has been avoiding kissing her to not take advantage of her, but it felt right in the moment. His lips find hers and fireworks spark between them. He scoots forward to deepen the kiss, bringing his other hand up to her cheek until Connor comes out and ruins the kiss.

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The weekend comes to an end too fast for Zach. The group recounts their highlights of the mini-vacation, laughing that Connor’s favourite part was playing Battletoads with Zach. Zach is helping Y/N with her bags when the engine of a car catches their attention. “Y/N Y/L/N, you haven’t been answering my texts,” a low voice growls. Y/N freezes at the voice and turns toward the man. Distress washes over her, “Who are you?” She takes a step closer to Zach and he wants to curl his arms around her to make her feel protected. “Who am I? I’m Zach Davis, your boyfriend,” he shouts with his eyebrow knitted. Now, her family looks confused. “You can’t be her boyfriend because he is her boyfriend,” Gary points out, looking toward Zach. Her real boyfriend lets out a low laugh, “Of course, that bitch is cheating on me. Why am I not surprised?” Anger flushes through Zach.

“Hey! Don’t talk about her like that. She isn’t cheating on you. It’s my fault she isn’t answering your texts; I lied to her. She got hit by a car and lost her memory. My name is also Zach and she thought I was her boyfriend. I didn’t have the heart to tell her the truth,” Zach clarifies. “I’m sorry for lying, Y/N. I just wanted to get to know you and I’m glad I got to because you really are the most amazing person I have ever met. I’m going to go now before I make this more awkward.” Before Zach is out of hearing distance, he can hear Connor complaining that he is better than Y/N’s actual boyfriend. This causes a sad smile to form on Zach’s face.

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It has been weeks since he last saw Y/N. He has been too embarrassed to go back to her parents’ house and only goes to class then back home. Zach is used to being the gossip of the campus because he is on the soccer team, but it feels a little different when people are talking about his deception. Zoey enters his dorm to find Zach watching a cooking show while eating ice cream. “You can’t just stay up here for the rest of your life,” she critiques, opening his curtains. He ignores her gaze, “Yes, I can. She said that I could open a pizza store.” His mind is blank except for thoughts of her. “I know she did. You’ve told me that a hundred times already,” Zoey gives him a tight-lipped smile.

“Why did I have to mess up so badly?”

“Because you were blinded by love. I can’t believe I just said that. But you like her. That’s why.”

“Right, and I had to lie to her, which broke her trust. Now, she is happily off with Zach Davis.”

“You know they broke up, right? Like literally right after the ski trip.”

“Really? Why?”

“That’s only a question that she can answer.”

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Zach has been thinking about it all day and has decided to go see Y/N. Her bright smile is the first thing he sees when he enters the coffee shop. It makes his heart leap when it doesn’t drop at the sight of him. Instead, it softens, somehow getting warmer. “Hi,” he awkwardly greets, hand shooting up to the back of his neck. She breaths out, “Hey, I’ve been looking for you.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. You disappeared on me the other day.”

“Yeah, I didn’t think you would want to see me after you found out the truth.”

She whispers something to her co-worker and rounds the counter, taking off her apron on the way. She stands in front of him and takes his hand in hers. “I was a little upset at first, but then I realized that I couldn’t be mad at you. Do you want to know why?” she confesses. He nods his head like a child in anticipation. “Cause you are the Zach I want to be with. You helped me realize how much of an asshole Davis was to me. You treated me with so much love and made me feel safe.” Zach is ecstatic at her words and rushes forward to give her the kiss they have both been waiting for. It is soft but passionate, showing the need they both felt for each other. His arms round her body, engulfing her in the safety of his embrace. Zach Maclaren can’t believe he has found love with the girl he has always wanted.

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marvelslittlewhore · 3 months

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No Air To Breathe

PAIRING | jj maybank x routledge!asthmatic!fem!reader

SUMMARY | Your asthma is acting up and not just a little bit...

WARNINGS | asthma attack, salbutamol overdose, vomiting, jj being a panicking golden retriever bf, angst with happy ending, my bad description of medical stuff (bare with me I tried my best 😭), not proofread cause I'm lazy 😶‍🌫️

A/N | totally did not write this because it happened to me a few days ago haha...yeah I'm better now tho no worries👌🏻

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The moment you woke up and made your way to the bathroom you knew your day wasn't going to be easy as you already felt out of breathe. You didn't thought much of it, grabbing your inhaler from the cabinet above the sink and taking a puff so you could go on with your day.

Some time later you started to feel how hard it was to do simple tasks, even just grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge without using your inhaler seemed impossible right now.

Laying in bed and listening to music you could still hear the others coming into the Chateau after their surf session. You got up and decided to join them in the living room, sitting down on the couch and taking another puff of your inhaler while JJ plopped beside you, instantly worried when he saw it in your hand.

"You alright, sugar?" He asked placing his hand on on your thigh, squeezing a little.

You nodded with a smile. "I'm fine, just feeling a little wheezy today."

JJ is not really convinced of your reassurance but nodded anyways, draping your legs over his lap and turning his attention back to the others who were bickering on who got the best wave.

Later in the evening you seemed to get even worse, your breathing now a lot shorter and your inhaler not really helping anymore. Slowly you started to worry and not only you did, JJ had been keeping an eye on you and to see how now any movement had you overwhelmed had him fidgeting a lot.

"Babe." He tried getting your attention and you lifted your head from his shoulder, looking at him with hooded eyes and your skin paler than usual. "Oh shit, you don't look good at all. I mean, you're still smoking hot but- you know what I mean!"

You chuckled and that was your mistake. You started to have a coughing fit, your breathing even worse now after it subsided.

You let your head fall back against JJ's shoulder, whining in distress and frustration, not understanding what's happening right now. JJ called out for John B, assuming your brother must know what to do, he always does.

A second later John B walked in with a can of beer in his hand. "What's up?"

"I don't know man. She- She can't really move without using this." JJ explained holding your inhaler up.

John B, already in big brother mode, walked over to you both holding your face with both hands, cursing under breath.

"Fuck- how many puffs did you take today kid?" He asked and you shrugged tiredly, not enjoying all those movements at all and your stomach doesn't like it either.

"Bucket..." You mumbled and John B rushed to get you one, just in time when your body wrenched forward to vomit.

"What's happening with her?" JJ asked, trying to keep his cool and holding your hair out of your face while you emptied your stomach.

"She overused her inhaler and now her circulation is fucked up." John B explained, calm as ever and putting the bucket down when you stopped puking. He grabbed his phone next and called for an ambulance, knowing things would get worse if he didn't act fast enough.

John B crouched in front of you, trying to get your attention again which was hard for you as everything seemed to exhaust you, even talking.

"You'll be okay. I called an ambulance, they'll be here soon, yeah?"

You just nodded, closing your eyes to get any type of rest but the boys have to keep you awake.

"Hey, stay with me baby. Just like that. Show me those pretty eyes." JJ smiled at you even when he's practically panicking on the inside and wishing he could just take away your suffering.

Meanwhile Pope, Kie, and Sarah caught up to what happened. All now scattered around the room and anxiously waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

Sure enough the paramedics walked inside the Chateau with Pope explaining what happened and in what state you're in.

JJ was holding you the whole time, comforting you and whispering affirmations in your ear. Just as you expected they have to take you to the hospital to give you proper medication and care there.

As soon as you got an IV drip and a oxygen mask JJ carefully got up with you in his arms, carrying you to the ambulance and gently placed you on the stretcher. He sat down beside you, holding your hand to let you know he's there while the paramedics moved around you.

In the hospital the pogues had to sit in the waiting room, angry that they could only wait for any doctor to tell them if you're fine or not. Even JJ couldn't go with you, only for the ride to the hospital and he almost punched the security guy that held him back from going to see how his girl is doing right now but John B eventually got him to sit down, talking some sense into him.

"Relax, dude. You're not helping her when you get arrested now. I know how this works. They keep her here for a few hours, give her medicine and oxygen, and when her oxygen saturation is better we can take her back home."

JJ nodded, taking his hat off and pulling at some strains of his hair. It kills him not being able to be with you in such a scary moment.

An hour later the doctor came into the waiting room and the pogues instantly sprung up, attacking the poor woman with all kinds of questions.

"Alright, let's calm down first." She told them, looking back at the clipboard in her hand. "So, she's going to be okay. She needs to take these antibiotics for the next ten days. Watch that she's drinking and eating enough because she'll still feel a little weak the next two or three days, so keep an eye on her."

The doctor handed John B the package of antibiotics and told them that they could go and see you now as you're stable again.

You smiled when you saw them rushing inside and to your bed, all of them just so relieved to have your normal self back.

JJ leaned down to give a quick peck to your lips, resting his forehead against yours for a moment.

"You scared the hell outta me..." He said and you reached up caress his cheek with your hand.

"I'm sorry." You pulled back from him. "I just- I thought it wouldn't end like that. I already saw the signs the second I woke up but..." You tried to explain your own stupidity but JJ cut you off.

"It's okay, you don't have to explain anything. You're fine now, that's what matters." He assured you.

"Can we go home now?" You asked and turned your head to your brother.

John B patted your head and nodded. "Sure kid, lemme just get a nurse real quick."

Finally back at the Chateau everyone decided a movie night would be the best to cheer you up and as always they were right, even when you're still not feeling all well you had the sleep that night, knowing your family was with you.

JJ held you the whole night, always on alert when you move just a single muscle, checking if you're alright and getting you everything you asked him for.

You really were blessed with this boy.

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Taglist

For everything:

@lokigirlszendaya @buckymydarlingangel @superlegend216

For JJ Maybank:

@tracymbcm @spideysimpossiblegirl

#jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #jj maybank angst #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x routledge!reader #jj maybank x female reader #jj maybank x fem!reader #obx x reader #outer banks x reader #obx imagine #obx angst #outer banks imagine #outer banks angst

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sanguineterrain · 9 months

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Hi! I love your writing so much and I'm really excited about you doing requests :) Would you consider writing a drabble (inspired by Window Pains 😉) in which Jason and Reader are in a relationship filled with trust and safety (and blood lol) but Reader becomes overwhelmed by the responsibility and worry over patching Jason up and pretty much keeping him from dying all the time? Reader breaks things off and it hurts Jason more than he ever anticipated (I'm a sucker for angst 😌).

sucker for angst eh? if you insist 😎

jason todd x gn!reader. tw jason almost dies, reader is guilty and scared and doesn't want to lose him etc etc. breakup. marinate in the unresolved angst! hehe

prompt lists are here! i reblog all fics to @sanguinelibrary

Now with a pt 2!

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You're shaking by the time you get back to Jason's apartment.

His heart had stopped. He'd been alone in a warehouse, comms fried, clinically dead for three minutes.

He'd died.

"He'll be okay," Dick had said, but you'd seen the way he'd cradled his baby brother's head in his lap.

He very easily could've not been okay.

"Take it easy," you say as Jason hobbles through the threshold.

You trail behind him with his duffel over your shoulder and the bag of medication Alfred had prepared in your hand. Jason slumps onto the couch. He hisses when the movement jostles his bandaged ribs.

"Why aren't you in bed?" you ask, setting his duffel down.

"'Cause I'll keep you up. Pain meds always give me nightmares. 'S why I told Bruce not to give 'em to me. But does the old man listen? No, of fucking course not."

"Jason, I don't care if you wake me up with your nightmares. Your body needs to heal. It can't do that if you're on a lumpy couch."

"Baby, it's not a big deal," he says, not even looking at you. "I'll be fine in a couple of days anyway. Babs said there's some trafficking ring in Crime Alley. If I time it right, I can get—"

You throw the bag of pills onto the table. Jason doesn't flinch but he does look at you, one brow raised.

"Wh—"

"You were clinically dead for three minutes!" you shout. "What don't you understand about that?"

"What are you talking about?" he asks, face pinching. "I was fine. I'm alive. I'm here. Close calls happen all the time."

"You died! Your heart stopped!"

"Not the first time," he says evenly.

As soon as he says it, you can tell he regrets it. You crumple all the same, bracing yourself against the couch.

"I can't sit around waiting for you to die, Jason," you say quietly. "That'll break me for good."

"Baby, you were there. You're always there in time, and Dick was—"

"Dick could've been a minute late, and then I would've had to hold my dead boyfriend until the ambulance came," you say, closing your eyes.

You can't get the image of Jason, pale and lifeless in Dick's arms, out of your head.

"I wouldn't have... sweetheart, I would've been okay. I'm always okay—"

You cover your face as you start to cry. Jason makes a soft noise.

"Baby, don't cry, please. I wasn't—I'm sorry I scared you, honey."

"I can't do this, Jay, I can't lose you," you cry, palms wet with tears.

"You won't! I'll be more careful, I promise—"

"I can't keep you alive, Jason. I can't—can't do it anymore."

You pick up your bag and your phone, walking towards the door.

"Baby," Jason starts, fear bleeding into his voice. "Sweetheart, stop. Stop it. Where are you going?"

"I'm going home," you say, wiping your cheek. "I'm done, Jay. I can't do this."

"No, no, baby, please. Please, baby, it's late, don't go. I don't want you to go. This is home," Jason says desperately, trying to stand up from the couch.

"Jay, sit down before you pull your stitches," you say.

He ignores you. You open the door and wince when he grunts in pain. He's too slow to stop you tonight, and that's all the reminder you need to leave.

"I'm sorry," you say. "I love you, Jason. But I can't watch you kill yourself."

"Please—"

The door shuts behind you. You start walking before you can change your mind.

You'll never be too late to save Jason Todd.

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dudeitiskarev · 11 months

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Can I still request a Aaron hotchner smut? where he got jealous of how close Reid and the character were so he acted a little harshly. This caused the character or whomever it is to ask “what is wrong why are you acting like this” and he just snaps saying something along the lines of I want you or you to be mine? Character ends up being railed!

ThNk you for the request!!! Changed it up a bit to keep him in character so I hope that’s okay!

Tags: Hotch x bau reader and Reid x reader (to jealous Hotch) love confessions; no smut but steamy elevator make-out seshhhh 🤭; jealous but also baby and insecure Hotch; canon-typical violence; a little over 1k words; not beta read.

Ps: reminder that English is not my first language so I apologize if some things don’t make sense or sound weird etc etc etc

Hotch was known for being cold and stoic. His always-furrowed brows and lips that often fell into a line were to blame.

You, that worked with him every single day, knew that wasn’t true. He was anything but cold, which made you wonder why he’s been acting like it towards you lately.

You took the chance that everyone took a coffee break and waited for them to leave the room to walk up to Hotch, who was studying the board full of pictures of the victims and an unsub yet to find.

“Is everything okay?” You stood next to him.

His eyes never left the board. “If we don’t find the unsub before midnight he—“

“I meant, you and I,” you cut him off. “Is everything okay?”

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down before he slowly looked at you. “We’re in the middle of a case, there’s no you and I while we’re on a case.” He raised his brows as he spoke. “Or after.”

What was that about?

A knot grew tight in your throat. “Or after? Did I do something to upset you?” You folded your arms over your chest.

“Yes.” He kept his voice low. “You’re unfocused.”

“Hotch—”

This was so unlike him it made your insides twist.

“Coffee’s here,” Emily walked in the room again with Spencer right behind him.

“And donuts,” Reid smiled at you. “Got your favorite.”

You gave one last glance at Hotch and approached the pretty boy with the sweets.

Sometimes you wished you didn’t see Spencer as a brother. He was cute, funny without even trying and so incredibly smart. But he was so not your type.

Hotch was your type. He was also cute, funny without even trying, and incredibly smart—in his own way, which made him your type. But he was also your boss, so maybe he was right. There was no you and him, and there never will be.

The entire day went by slowly until a lead appeared and from there, everything picked up too damn fast that you even forgot who Hotch was for a moment.

Literally.

In one moment you were tracking down the unsub and the next you were lying on the floor with blood running down your face.

“Son of a bitch!” You tried to get up but a big hand kept you in place pinning you back to the floor by your shoulder.

“Don’t move,” someone said.

“Get off me! the unsub– he—”

“Morgan’s after him. Lay down." The man now used both hands to keep you still. "We need a medic over here!”

“Let me do my job.” You tried to stand up again.

"Hey." He cupped the side of your face, trying to get you to look at him. "It's me."

You blinked a few times even though it wasn't blurry and met some furrowed brows and really pretty brown eyes.

"I—" Your mouth hung open.

"What's my name." He didn't ask. He almost ate you with his tone.

You blinked a few more times until everything was clear. Well, shit. You disobeyed his order and ended up where you were. "Hotch."

A sigh left his soul.

The paramedics took over and carried you in a gurney to the ambulance. They took care of your cut and concussion. You answered all their questions without even thinking as your attention was on Hotch only who was keeping an eye on you from afar.

He was pissed, but he wasn't going to reprimand you right there.

Or on the SUV, or back in the hotel.

He decided it was better to stay the night in Seattle and fly back to Quantico in the morning, so now you were on the longest elevator ride to your room with him next to you.

“Okay, what the hell is your problem.” You finally snap at him now that you were all alone in a small space. You were tired and annoyed about the deep cut on your eyebrow. It’ll definitely leave a scar.

“You are my problem.” He kept his chin up. “You’re reckless, too kind, you don’t see the bad in people. It’s dangerous. It’s not the first time you’ve put yourself in this situation because you thought an unsub might change his mind.”

“This is not about today's case,” you challenged him. “You’ve been… mean for days now. I don’t deserve it.”

“You’re right. You don’t.” He said, taking a few steps to stand in front of you.

He was so tall you were afraid you'd shrink into the floor if he kept staring at you like that.

“Then what the hell is your problem?” You asked again.

“You don’t see it, do you?” he took a subtle step.

He smelled good, too. He always did.

“I’m not following.” You arched a brow.

His hand landed on your cheek and caressed it with the back of his curled fingers. "You forgot who I was."

"For like a second," you laughed. Your voice sounded as shaky as your legs were.

"I don't want you to forget who I am. Ever." His fingers went down to your chin and lifted it so you'd look up at him.

"O—okay. I won't"

"Before I kiss you, I need to know one thing." He leaned down, his lips one breath away from yours.

Kiss you?!

"O—okay?"

"Are you and... Reid—"

"No," you cut him off with a smile that he gladly mirrored. "Now kiss me."

"Good." His smile faded into the slowest and most delicate kiss someone has ever given you.

His lips were gentle and soft and his tongue timidly grazed your top lip as one hand cradled the side of your head while the other cupped your neck.

Your heart was drumming loud in your ears and somewhere below the belt, but god, he was an incredible kisser. You weren't sure if you were floating high in the sky or slowly melting into his body.

The doors dinged open, bringing you back to earth.

"Your room or mine?" he broke the kiss, circling your nose with his.

You sighed deeply and barely managed to say, "Whichever is closest."

#aaron hotchner x female reader #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x fem reader #aaron hotchner x gender neutral reader #aaron hotchner x you #blurbs

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mulletmitsuya · 9 months

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Tokyo Revengers Groupchat (not everyone, also random combinations, no specific gang)

Warnings: swearing, suggestive, homophobia by a gay person (just sillies), mentions of vomit and poison, mentions of drugs

Desc: placenta, placebo, or gazebo? 🤔

Rindou: yk when you tell someone something then they believe it and it works?

Rindou: like what you're saying isn't true but cause they think it is, it works

Ran: yes

Ran: the placenta effect

Izana: here we fucking go

Smiley: you're kidding right?😁

Ran: are you going to put a Smiley face after every single thing you text?

Ran: we get it, you smile really wide 👍

Smiley: kys

Ran: so hostile and for what

Mikey: idk what the word is but it's definitely not placenta

Izana: how even?

Mitsuya: ...the placebo effect??

Ran: isn't that those huge tent things

Mitsuya: that's a gazebo

Ran: oh

Ran: same thing

Smiley: you dumb as hell

Hakkai: you'd think that big ass forhead of yours would be worth something

Hakkai: smh

Ran: and you'd think after 10 years you'd get over whatever grudge you have against me

Hakkai: you literally hit my best friend (future bf) over the head with a brick

Chifuyu: thought you could sneak that in huh

Hakkai: he could have died

Ran: but he didn't?

Ran: i was just being silly and having fun

Ran: is that such a crime🙄

Hakkai: ITS FUCKING ATTEMPTED MURDER

Rindou: so is it placebo, placenta, or gazebo?

Mitsuya: it's placebo

Kazutora: placenta's are in females stomachs for pregnancy i think

Baji: that's the uterus (i'm so fucking smart)

Chifuyu: none of those are correct

Draken: google exists also

Draken: why are you asking us

Rindou: shut up for a sec

Rindou: would the placenta effect potentially kill someone

Rindou: like if you told someone that you poisoned them and then after a while they start frothing at the mouth and shit, could they die?

Rindou: or are they being a little bitch and faking lol

Rindou: i didn't actually put the rat poison in his drink (i think)

Rindou: but it kinda seems like he's dying or smth

Mikey: what the fuck is this situation

Mikey: is this real?💀

Rindou: nah

Rindou: hypothetically

Ran: does this have to do with the ambulance being here

Rindou: nah

Rindou: can y'all just answer me

Rindou: hurry before the "poison", does it's job or whatever

Rindou: guys he's throwing up pretty violently

Rindou: there's blood

Rindou: hypothetically

Izana: who would you have "hypothetically" poisoned?😐

Rindou: bro that's not the point, sir

Izana: stop calling me sir in normal situations

Izana: we're normal now and not in a gang and i'm a normal person not a gang leader

Mochi: so we don't have to call you Izana-sama anymore?

Ran: what if it turns us on

Izana: uhm

Kakucho: fuck off

Kakucho: sorry

Ran: Kaku give it up, he's way too old for you

Rindou: so y'all just gonna let the hypothetical person die? ayt

Rindou: i'm on my way to the hospital for unrelated reasons

Kakucho: who's the hypothetical victim of the placebo

Rindou: uhhh Sanzu

Kakucho: LMAO

Kakucho: let him hypothetically die then 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Mitsuya: punch him in the stomach

Rindou: i know a lot of y'all don't like him but we're friends now and i don't want him to die also he has the best drugs so i'd rather he stay alive so that i can enjoy them recreationally

Rindou: but i'll do it anyway

Mitsuya: stfu for a sex, punching him will make him throw up, and he'll vomit most of the poison out

Rindou: oh like in the stomach?

Rindou: he's gonna be so mad at me, damn

Baji: "shut up for a sex" lmaoooooo🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Baji: and you guys say I'M diabetic💀💀

Mikey: bro what?😭

Kakucho: you mean dyslexic?

Kakucho: nvm the situation speaks for itself

Smiley: the irony of this is crazy

Draken: that got a chuckle outta me 😂

Chifuyu: why you text like a 40 year old dad💀

Ran: i never went to school but even i know that's incorrect

Hakkai: "i never went to school but even i know that's incorrect 🤓👆"

Hakkai: jump into oncoming tragic you f slur🖕

Smiley: aur naur you done made Hakkai homophobic

Ran: you need to fucking chill omg

Mitsuya: are you five years old, Baji

Baji: nah i'm 24 dumbness🤨

Baji: *dumbass

Izana: my oath for not using violence anymore might have to be on hold cause you guys are pissing me the fuck off you fucking incompetent fools useless excuses of human beings

Smiley: bro called us fools

Ran: that's a bit much, sir

Baji: bet you're typing with your left hand

Ran: uh huh <3

Rindou: get some fucking bitches, damn

Ran: where are your bitches, Rindou

Rindou: on my dick

Ran: oh you're talking about the femboys?

Ran: ohh ok i thought you weren't gay but whatever

Mikey: yo is haruchiyo alive?

Rindou: they're pumping his stomach, he'll be fine

Rindou: liking femboys isn't gay

Smiley: 🤨

Angry: 🤨

Rindou: don't act dumb because it's literally in the term 'fem'

Draken: uh, what about the 'boy' part

Rindou: don't twist my words

Rindou: how is liking something that looks like a girl, gay??

Mitsuya: bffr 😐

Rindou: y'all telling me if i fuck haruchiyo i'm gay???

Hakkai: he's a boy?

Rindou: he looks like a woman

Rindou: have you seen his body? tiny ass waist headass. y'all come to the onsen next time you'll see what i mean

Chifuyu: you're being weird rn

Ran: what about his penis, Rindou

Rindou: that's irrelevant

Rindou: besides it's barely noticeable

Draken: people like you and Koko are the fucking problem, get some therapy

Smiley: Rindou thinks fucking a guy in the ass isn't gay 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Rindou: "FEM"

Draken: BOY???? MALE??? MAN??? DICK???

Rindou: ok who's gay now, weirdo🤨

Draken: kys (kill yourself)

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #tokyo revengers groupchat #tokyo revengers texts #tokyo revengers smau #sano manjiro/mikey #mitsuya takashi #baji keisuke #ryuguji ken/draken #matsuno chifuyu #shiba hakkai #haitani ran #haitani rindou #haitani brothers #kurokawa izana #hitto kakucho #kawata nahoya/smiley #i'm pulling this shit out my ass atp i'm just saying shit #i'm done apologizing for repetition idk what to say anymore bcs one thing about me is i have no new ideas!👆 (or cannot execute them)#y'all almost lost me bcs my parents almost found my account and i almost deactivated out of pure fear #i'm also struggling so bad mentally like i've almost killed myself a few times now but i'm lazy af can't lie #i just hope i make you giggle #it's all that matters ✊❤#also holy shit the state of the economy and just the way society is developing is making me so depressed we have regressed terribly #anyway i love you guys heehee 😋#low-key sanrin #rinzu?#idk what's it's called

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trickstergemini · 4 months

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the bestest friends!!! they do a dancey dance

me n MY bestest friend @unoriginal-and-dumb being sillay on the blox last night…… we like these 2 so MUCH……..

sharing some of our headcanons we thought up with our big brains for kasper and lampert under the cut (most of them r mainly lampert related)

wiki says lampert was formed in a factory but it doesn’t say he was brought to LIFE in a factory. we hc that kasper “made” lampert as a child because he was lonely in ikea and had no friends. he drew a face on a lamp and the next day it turned into a boy yippee. they grew up together as best friends

kasper originally named lampert lamper, cause his name is kasper and he just replaced the kasp with lamp. when he came to life lampert was like no i think its lampert, not lamper and kasper was like ok 👍😁

they liked to play cars on the car play rug in ikea. kasper liked to race and crash them and lampert liked to send in the police and ambulance for cleanup. theyd play that over and over again it never got old

when they would play outside, they liked to set up things to look really pretty (like a nice stick and leaf house or dress up a really pretty doll) and then set it on fire with a magnifying glass (lampert liked the first part, kasper liked the second part)

kasper is korean-american and he had slightly lighter hair as a kid

both them ace and specifically lampert ace aro and specifically like romance and sex repulsed ace aro like if you stand too close to him he freaks out imagine if someone were to kiss him that would not fly. romance and sex r NASTY to him do not touch him

when lampert would hang out with kasper he would just stand very still in the corner of the room the whole time. not for any bad reason, he is just a lamp and does not see the need to do anything else than stand in the corner while he talks. when they hang out at ikea sometimes kasper starts talking to the wrong lamp because of this

lampert has a set list of facial expressions that show exactly how he feels. this is verging on not ok :) (his normal expression) this is not ok : ) or this : ( this is silly :] these are all fine :( :[ D: :D

lampert talks with a similar cadence to baymax snd also is politely blunt in the very autistic way. he states his opinion on something even if maybe its not a nice thing to say but he says it very politely (when eating food someone made for him that he really doesnt like: “i dont think i will be finishing this, it does not taste good. thank you! goodbye”)

#nineposting #regretevator #lampert #infected #infected regretevator #kasper regretevator #roblox

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 3 months

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Hi! Hope you’re doing well, I saw that you wrote for Leo Valdez and I was wondering if you could write one for Leo with an F!Ares S/O who’s also half Japanese

⋆⭒˚.⋆ leo valdez x daughter of ares! japanese! reader hcs

content: leo valdez x daughter of ares! japanese! reader hcs warning: language, we back on our cringy writing shit tn yall this was bad and i have literally no idea why deepest apologies author's note: i had big expectations of this one but i think i legit shit all over it. tried to rewrite it like four times but this is the best it got so clearly it's not getting better. it's decent and i'm happy with parts of it so whatever.

leo was slaving away in the forge, taking a small break to drink some water when someone knocked on the doors before peaking her head in

"hey, do you think you could...you could fix these?" the girl questioned as she walked into the forge, holding the broken nunchucks out to him, the metal chain between them completely smashed. "my idiot of a brother broken them."

"yeah- yeah, i could give it a shot," leo replied, offering her a tilted smile.

"thank you! i'll give you something in return, don't worry," the girl told him, waving over her shoulder as she left the forge.

leo instantly shoved all of his other projects to the side, focusing on the pretty girl's nunchucks

he wanted to see her as soon as possible again, these broken weapons were his easy in

leo could have fixed the damn thing in his sleep but he went the extra mile, polishing and perfecting some etchings before tracking the girl down again

she was training with her siblings, sliding between one of her older brother's legs before shooting up and kicking his back, sending him sprawling

"bravo!! way to go!! stick it to the man!!" leo called, jokingly, causing the girl to laugh as she pulled her brother back to his feet

"get lost, valdez!" her brother spit out and instantly the girl's glare was on him.

she shove him once more, sending the boy hurtling to the ground once more

"watch your tone with him, idiot, or you'll be sleeping with the fishes, got it?" she hissed, shaking her head before approaching leo, who was weak in the knees

if he loved anything more than women who could actually kill him, it's those women defending him

someone call an ambulance, i think he's going into cardiac arrest.

"h-here, all fixed! oh, and i made those engravings deeper, so they stand out more," leo explained, pointing them out while he passed it off to the girl

he looked away from the weapon and found her eyes looking at him like he hung the sun in the sky

"...thank you. that was- that was very sweet, leo," she muttered, clutching the weapon to her chest before swallowing and shaking her head

"right, i owe you. c'mon," she told leo, nodding her head for him to follow.

he did, waiting until she turned her back to pat out the flames at the top of his head.

she led him to her cabin, having him wait outside while she grabbed his reward or whatever.

he stood there, rocking on the heels of his feet before the girl came back out, holding something behind her back

"okay, okay, these are some of my prized possessions but it only feels fair for your labor. here," she mused before holding the box of pocky's out to him.

they were one of the harder snacks to get around camp half blood, even travis and connor struggling to sneak them in. the harpies acquired a taste for them a few years back and it was over

"Oh, thanks, y/n!" leo cheered, taking them from the girl before biting his lip in thought

he looked back up at her, allowing a smirk to take over his lips

"wanna split 'em? we can hang out in bunker nine?" he offered, a flash of worry in his eyes that he's over steps

that all went away with the small smile she gave back

"sounds like a good time, fire boy. i'm in."

also, i think there would just be this sharing of culture between them??? ya know??

like leo get's to share all his hispanic culture stuff, like the food and the holidays and the language and in return he gets yours???

just this soft exchange of generational love that produce the two of you???

and i just know you'll start learning things in each others language and it's the most attractive thing either of you have seen. like, ever.

i dunno, just soft leo with his hardcore gf that def would trade him for a pack of gum and a nickle

and he wouldn't have it any other way

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #pjo fandom #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez #percy jackon and the olympians

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averagekanadekinnie · 2 years

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I'm craving some angst right now so here it is.

This is the scenario:

The arguement still happened. But there was two witnesses instead. Basil and Y/n.

When Sunny pushed Mari out of the way, Y/n immediately ran upstairs. Causing them to get killed.

Thanks to Mari still being alive, she told the both of them to call the ambulance. Unfortunately, Y/n ended up in a deep coma and died months later.

How would Sunny and Mari react to this?

(Note: Sunny had a crush on Y/n and Mari sees Y/n as their little sibling.)

(OMORI) SUNNY reacting to Y/N’s sudden appearance on the day of the recital/coma/death

Featuring BASIL and MARI the most!

Small featuring HERO, KEL and AUBREY!

Type: Angst

Warning: Death, Coma, and of course OMORI SPOILERS.

Proofread: No.. sorry

Note: HOLY CRAP my first request, I hope I don’t disappoint!! <3

BASIL had asked you if you wanted to come with him to check up on SUNNY and MARI, since today is their recital.

"Oh hey Y/N! If you’re not busy, would you like to come with me to check on SUNNY and MARI before their recital? It’s okay if you don’t but.. everyone else is busy so.."

So yeah, obviously you agreed! Nothing wrong with that, yeah?..

…

OH BOY

You both were literally outside their house door when you heard a loud feminine voice, both of you recognizing it was MARI’s.

"Oh jeez, what’s happening in there..? Let’s take a look, Y/N.."

BASIL slowly opens the door, letting you go first before he does.

The fighting seemed to come from the other room, specifically the upstairs room..

So, being curious kids, you and BASIL walked over to check it out, poking out both of your heads before slowly walking in.

It seems like both MARI and SUNNY were too busy to notice you both so MARI kept yelling while SUNNY stayed quiet, looking down.

You and BASIL looked up at them in shock, mostly at MARI but then—

"Y/N, look..!"

BASIL pointed out the broken violen near you two.

Wait its— broken?!—

"SUNNY, how could you break it?! Do you know how expensive it was?! We all chipped in to buy for you, even Y/N! And yet you wasted it like it was nothing!"

MARI yelled out to her younger brother, yet SUNNY said nothing as he continued to look down at the ground, as if he wasn’t listening.

SUNNY broke it, but— why?!

The look on his face when he first got it for Christmas.. was it fake?

Did it really mean nothing to him?

"Y/N.. we have to do SOMETHING!! O-Or—"

You sprang into action, dashing up the stairs.

If you were gonna be honest, you were pretty angry at him.

But you just wanted answers..!

"W-Wait Y/N?! What are you—"

It all happened so fast.

SUNNY had enough and went downstairs the same time you ran upstairs.

When you both bumped into each other, SUNNY got upset, and without even knowning..

He pushed YOU down the stairs.

You obviously fell backwards, then landed on the broken violin.

Both MARI and BASIL were screaming your name, but it was all a blur.

…You didn’t say anything.

You weren’t even breathing.

SUNNY snapped back into reality, while MARI slightly pushed him aside to reach you.

Once she did, she lifted your upper body and sobbed.

She sobbed like she just lost a close family member.

You and MARI were close, really close! To the point where she would call you her little sibling as she gave you a ton of hugs.

"Aww Y/N, you’re my cute little sibling! I love seeing you happy!~"

SUNNY on the other hand..

God, he had a little— no, BIG crush on you!

Don’t let his stoic expression fool you, just by looking at you his expression softened, making a ":0" face!

Even if he’s bad at communication, he really loves talking with you, even if your conversations are one-sided with just you talking.

Only if you talk a lot though!

If you’re quiet like him, then it would just be both of you making eye contact without saying a word.

But that’s okay! Just by staring at each other’s eyes, one can understand each other’s feelings.

The eyes are windows into peoples hearts, as one person would say.

Plus, he LOVES giving you tiny gifts to show how much he cares.

You felt a pat on your shoulder, but as soon as you looked over, it was SUNNY looking away with a red face as he held a DANDELION close to you, hoping you would take his sweet gift.

O-Oh! SUNNY, you’re giving me a DANDELION?" He simply nodded, his face still red. You smiled as you took the DANDELION away from him, holding it close to you.

"Thank you so much, I’ll cherish it forever!"

Though you were too busy paying attention to the DANDELION to notice, SUNNY was slightly smiling.

He would always want to hang around you the most, inviting you to his house to watch him practice with his sister, getting you whatever you want at HOBBEEZ, he would do anything for you!

…But now..

You’re gone..

"BASIL, hold onto Y/N for me and keep checking their pulse! I’ll go get my phone and call an ambulance!"

"R-Right..! Their pulse, I think it’s still there..!"

Thankfully since MARI was there, BASIL wouldn’t think of anything insane like.. you know.

As I was saying, MARI was talking with the ambulance while SUNNY ran over to your body.

He was in denial, you’re not dead!

You’re just.. sleeping for now right?

BASIL could only looking at him with guilt.

"The ambulance is coming, oh my god please don’t be dead Y/N.. BASIL, do they still have a pulse?"

"Y-Yeah!.. Yes they do.. thankfully.. hang in there, Y/N, help is coming!.."

Yeah, SUNNY really doesn’t want to believe you’re dead.

But thankfully you’re not though, as long as you still had a pulse right?

"They’re sleeping, right? They’re not dead.."

SUNNY spoke quietly as he kept shaking your body gently, as if he was trying to wake you up from a nap.

"Hey.. Y/N.. wake up.. please.."

MARI gently pulled him aside to talk with him.

"SUNNY, they’re not sleeping! They’re unconscious, because—" MARI stopped before breathing in and out to calm herself down. "Listen, Y/N is gonna go to the hospital and hopefully they’ll be better, okay? So don’t worry, everything is going to be okay."

SUNNY slowly nodded to his sister, before crying on her shoulder, realizing what he had just done.

He basically killed his crush.

MARI comforted him until the ambulance arrived to take you away.

MARI, SUNNY, their parents, and BASIL were already at the hospital when HERO, KEL, their parents as well and AUBREY heard the news and came as fast as they could.

Everyone was worried sick, even your parent guardian(s)!

AUBREY and KEL were crying their eyes out, MARI trying to comfort them, HERO wiping some tears away, BASIL in literal shock as he stared into the floor, and SUNNY..

Oh jeez SUNNY is having it worse.

SUNNY was crying onto your body as it laid on the hospital bed.

He’s quietly apologizing for what he’s done, hoping once you wake up you’d forgive him.

Everyone did their best trying to comfort him but it was unsuccessful.

Of course everyone was relieved you’re not dead (right now) and just in a coma.

But they’re still worried! You’re just a kid, you don’t deserve this!

Everyday, the group would visited you and give you little gifts.

AUBREY would just stare at you as she cried, hoping you’d wake up like everyone else was hoping.

"Please Y/N! Please wake up, everyone is so worried about you, even me! I’ll let you play with MR. PLANTEGG like old times!.. Just— Sniff.. sniff.. WAAAAAH!!"

BASIL would place a pot of a flower that reminds him of you next to you and waters it every time he visits, telling you all the facts about the said flower.

"You know Y/N.. the flower reminds me a lot of you..! Which is why I picked it, hehe.."

"…"

"I’m so sorry for inviting you that day.. if— if I didn’t, you would still be awake and happy and— sniff sniff.. I’m just— so sorry Y/N..!"

KEL and HERO would talk to you about their day and how KEL made it chaotic.

"Yeah, and KEL wouldn’t stop barking back at HECTOR! It’s like he could understand dog language! Haha..!"

"Well, HECTOR started it! He wanted to start a dog argument so I’ll give him what he wants! Hmph!"

"…"

"I hope you wake up, Y/N, then maybe you can have a dog fight with HECTOR too.. haha.."

"And I could laugh at you two.."

MARI would hum the music she was gonna play at the recital that day to you, hoping that can wake you up.

"I really wish they had a piano here, so I can play you the song again!.. I just hope I won’t mess it up for you, Y/N, heehee!"

"…"

"Y’know.. I really hope humming would wake you up, but that’s just silly isn’t it? This isn’t a Disney movie after all, where the problems would just disappear if the princess sings, haahaa.."

And oh boy.. SUNNY..

SUNNY would be talking up a STORM to you, which is so surprising, even for him.

Sometimes when he visits, he’d either talk a lot about his day or just simply cry on you.

He just

He just misses you bro

"You know, sometimes I wish this was all a movie.. remember SLEEPING BEAUTY? Like when the princess was sleeping eternally until the prince came and kissed her and she woke up? I wish that could happen with me and you.. I wish— I wish this never happened.. I just want you back Y/N, please.. please forgive me for pushing you, I swear I— I swear I didn’t mean it..! Please, Y/N..!"

To make this whole thing worse, you unfortunately passed away..

When everyone heard the news, they all cried, especially MARI, BASIL, and SUNNY.

If only they could’ve prevented it happening.

The funeral was filled with guilt, depression and sadness.

Literally everyone cried.

SUNNY did the most.

After four years, everyone is still pretty upset.

SUNNY has had it worse.

Like in the original game, he would shut himself out.

But sometimes he would come outside, because MARI is still there.

But now she’s at college with HERO, so he’s stayed in his bed for those years.

KEL would try getting him outside, sometimes AUBREY and BASIL would help out too..!

Oh yeah, everyone is still okay with each other after 4 years.

But since KEL was the first to accept your death, AUBREY was sort of pissed off at him that he moved on, but BASIL talked with her so I guess they’re fine.

Unless MARI would visit and get him out herself, SUNNY will literally stay inside all day, on his bed.

For headspace, everything is still the same.

MARI would still be a save point, but this time you’re with her as one too!

To make sure you’ll never be harmed, of course.

OMORI would be extra nice to your HEADSPACE counterpart, always sitting to you whenever him and the gang took a break to have a picnic.

Since MARI didn’t die, OMORI’s SOMETHING would NOT resemble MARI, but you.

But however, since REAL WORLD BASIL didn’t stage your death as.. yeah, but was still there the day of the incident, his HEADSPACE counterpart will still go missing.

MARI will be more.. quiet when BASIL goes missing.

So when SUNNY actually opens the door for KEL, AUBREY and BASIL, they’ll all try to hang out, for your sake right?

And thankfully since MARI is still alive, their parents won’t be divorced and they won’t move away so they have all the time in the world!

So when MARI and HERO visit, they all have a picnic next to your grave, all of them imagining you’re still here.

SUNNY would make sure he’d sit the closest to your grave like old times when he’d tried to sit next to you.

Once everyone comes to terms with your death, it’ll be a lot better! Everyone’s always visiting your grave though! Talking to your grave as if they were talking with you!

The grave reads:

Y/N L/N

"Their sun shined brighter when they were here."

Their sun referring to SUNNY, who still loves you till this day.

SUNNY will never fall in love again, he felt like he would betray you if he did.

#omori #omori sunny #sunny omori #omori x reader #omori sunny x reader #omori sunny x reader angst #angst #sunny x reader #i hope i did great!!#HOW DARE you start off with angst asker /J /J #coughs sorry if i make some of these characters ooc

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i-eat-worlds · 2 months

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Wow Birthday Whump Day 13: Natural disaster / Shock collar / "Shut up!"

*sighs in Immortal ALS* This was fun, though it did get kinda long. Hope y’all enjoy!

Related to Day 4

Content: floods, pretty detailed medical whump, gore (descriptions of serious injuries and dead* bodies), immortal whumpee, implied past abuse, briefly mentioned finger gore, fear of punishment, caretaker new whumper, medicinal drug use, feelings of suffocation

The stairs creaked under Joseph’s feet as he descended, and he hoped they wouldn’t give out. He could smell the awfulness from the top of them. Whatever the floodwater had washed in absolutely reeked.

It hadn’t all drained out yet. Several inches of murky water shimmered in the light from his headlamp. It sloshed as he stepped down into it, wrinkling his nose at the smell. This was going to be hell to clean out of his uniform. Once he was off the stairs, Eric came down behind him. He looked a little green faced at the pungent aroma, but they continued into the pitch-black basement nonetheless.

Joseph led the way, headlamp only illuminating one small portion of wall at a time. The stench grew stronger as they walked, and it was only a matter of time before they finally found the cause.

There was a body.

They were slumped against the wall, one hand shackled on a short chain. Their head was squarely below the line of grime on the wall that marked the crest of the water. Blood swirled around them, oozing from the open wound across their belly. Several loops of bowel were hanging out, and they were starting to turn a blackish-green color. Their unrestrained arm was puffy and swollen, and their clavicle protruded from their shoulder, stained a muddy color from the water. It was a horrible scene.

Joseph’s stomach dropped as he approached them. Despite the gray skin and blue tinge to their lips, they looked so young. Who the fuck had Darkstar been keeping in his basement?

He reached his hand out, sliding it under their jaw. As he expected, there was nothing there, just the sensation of cold skin. For another brief second, he stared down at their face, mouth unable to form the words to call in the report.

And, suddenly, there were two big, amber eyes staring up at him.

He did a double take, blinking a little in surprise. The eyes flickered wildly around the room before settling on him. This was real. They were alive.

“Unshakable,” he called, squatting down into the water while he removed his pack, and Eric quickly wheeled around, confused. “They’re immortal.”

His eyes flashed with understanding. “I'll call it in.”

“Can you cut them loose?” He pulled a pair of gloves on.

“On it.” He reached behind to grab his bolt cutters while he requested an ambulance.

His hands worked quickly as he wetted a pad and placed it up against their abdomen. “I’m Exhale, and this is Unshakable. We work for INSUPA. We’re going to help you.”

Their eyes widened at that, but they gave no other response. With a loud chink, the chain snapped, and their arm dropped like a ragdoll. A little splash went up as it hit the water. Once their wound was dressed, his hand flittered higher, feeling for a pulse again, and watching their breathing.

Both were entirely absent. Great.

He looked up to Eric. “We need to get them upstairs.”

*** Someone was touching them.

Nova could feel someone’s finger pressing under their jaw, pulling them back to consciousness. They tried to fight it, begging their body to descend back into nothingness, but they were unable to. Slowly, their eyelids slid open, and the awful sensation of their existence returned.

There was a crushing weight on their chest, and it felt still and empty and wrong. Panic surged through them as they were reminded that they couldn’t breathe. Something was lodged in their throat, suffocating them, and they couldn’t do anything to get it out and- A cool, wet bandage pressed against their belly. Right. There was a person here. People? Maybe.

Their eyes flickered downwards. He was saying something to them. They should be listening, shouldn’t they?

“…Exhale….We….INSUPA…..going to….”

No. No no no. Darkstar was too late. They’d been captured. Fuck. And Exhale. The name was familiar but they couldn’t place quite where…

Oh. Oh no.

That was why he was here, looking for them in this half-flooded basement. Revenge.

It didn’t matter, though. Their body was still dead and it wouldn’t move or respond or do anything. He was going to do as he pleased. Did it really matter? Was Darkstar any different?

They still couldn’t breathe. They wanted to breathe. Why wasn’t it working?

Suddenly, the chain pinning their arm to the wall was cut and their arm flopped down into the water. They glanced over and found another person standing by them. He was holding some sort of long handled tool.

Please, please no. They couldn’t speak to beg for mercy, but maybe the pleading look would work. Darkstar liked to lop off their fingers when they’d been bad. Hopefully Exhale wasn’t the same. Or, maybe he would wait until they healed? Did it matter?

It wasn’t like he wasn’t justified.

They’d tortured him, because Darkstar had asked them too, and they really didn’t have any integrity, did they? And they’d failed Nebula, and Darkstar had kicked them out, and they’d failed everyone and hurt so many people and it was all for nothing.

It would be hard for them to argue that they didn't deserve this.

Suddenly, hands seized them, hosting them up out of the water. They tried to gasp in surprise but they couldn’t.

They just wanted to breathe.

The movement was agonizing, pulling at their injuries and sending waves of pain rolling through them. Neither of the heroes touched their shoulder at all, steering clear of the limb entirely. It was odd.

Exhale started to ascend the stairs, light slowly growing brighter as they neared the top. The fabric of his uniform was grating against their skin as he walked through the safehouse’s hallways, each step jostling their body.

Stupidly, they tried to breathe again. It didn’t work, their lungs still empty of air and the choking, suffocating sensation still stuck in their throat.

The cold air stung as Exhale carried them out the door, laying them down on the pavement. Not dropping. Laying.

He dropped his bag down next to them, and the hero they didn’t recognize took up a spot by their head. His lips moved, and he was obviously trying to tell them something, but they couldn’t hear it. Everything was a blur.

Two fingers slid under their jaw again, and he bent down low, his cheek right by their unbreathing mouth. It stayed there for what felt like a small eternity, and he straightened up, locked his fingers together, leaned over them, and pushed.

Their eyes went wide as his hands came down in their chest. He was crushing them, pushing their sternum down again and again and again. They wanted to fight him away, but their limbs still weren’t cooperating and their chest felt empty and they couldn’t breathe.

While Exhale beat into them, they could feel the hero working behind them. There was the ghost of something against their cheek, and then something invaded their nostril. They could feel the slime coated tube slithering down the back of their throat, eventually coming to a stop.

Exhale’s hands finally let up, and he leaned back on his heels. They didn’t get a break, though. Immediately, their head was yanked back and a piece of thick plastic clamped over their mouth and nose. Air was forced into their lungs, but it didn’t feel like enough.

The mask fell to the side and Exhale was back on them, pumping their chest. It hurt. They almost wished for Darkstar’s loppers.

There was an incessant drone in their ears, loud and screeching, and they were finally able to place it as sirens. An ambulance was charging down the road, lights visible out of the corner of their eye.

Exhale pulled away from their chest again, and air was pushed into their lungs. He leaned over them, ready to start, and they strained to stop him. All they could manage was a dull twitch of their hand.

He went back to pushing down on their chest, slamming his weight into them relentlessly. In the far field of their vision, they were able to see several more people approaching, laden with many bags. That couldn’t be a good sign.

They swarmed around them, voices swirling while they exchanged information. Exhale tilted back and the mask descended over their face again. They tried to resist, straining to breathe on their own, but they couldn’t do it.

Once more, he brought his hands down repeatedly, slamming his body weight into them repeatedly. More hands worked around him, a pair sticking things to their chest while another tugged at their wrist. The touch was overwhelming, and they tried to get their limbs to cooperate.

This time, though, was more successful than the first.

They raised an arm at Exhale’s body, weakly trying to fend him off. They noticed that their wrist was a little less swollen as they slapped it against his side. It probably wouldn’t end well, but they needed him to stop, even if it was just for a moment.

“Rhythm check!” someone called out.

Surprisingly, his hands pulled away, and everyone’s eyes turned towards something they couldn’t see. Two fingers came to rest under their jaw.

“Back in sinus.” Was that good? “Still not breathing.”

They tried to pull a breath in, but they still couldn’t, their lungs refusing to pull in air. The hero quickly brought the mask back down over their face, his fingers pressing up against their chin.

Exhale looked down at them. His face was calm, almost thoughtful, not angry. Why? He’d just beat their chest into pieces. He was supposed to hate them.

“We’re going to move you up onto the stretcher now,” he said, voice far too gentle. “I know it's scary, but we’re going to take care of you.”

They couldn’t detect any malice in the statement, but they also couldn’t bring themselves to believe it. He had to be lying, right? He had to be.

The people around them shifted positions, and then, on the count of three, they were lifted into the air and quickly deposited on the stretcher. It was agonizing, their legs jerking and kicking on instinct.

“Stay still for us,” Exhale said. “I know it hurts, let us help.”

They were quickly loaded onto the ambulance. It was the warmest they could remember being. Exhale disappeared from their vision, but the other hero stayed by their head, keeping the mask on their face, steadily pushing air in and out. They were hungry for it. Every pause felt like an eternity.

One of the medics was messing with their arm again. They could feel a tight band around it, the ends ticking their bicep. The other was clipping something to their finger and covering their legs with a blanket.

“Sharp scratch,” a voice said, and then something burrowed into the crook of their elbow. Several seconds later, a rush of cool washed up their arm.

Exhale reappeared. “You got access?” He sounded surprised. There was a pause, presumably for a response they couldn’t make out, and then he turned away.

“We’re going to get you something for the pain now,” the medic said. They nodded weakly, still unable to speak. Another chilling wave rolled up their arm. Exhale kept breathing for them, and try as they might to resist, they couldn’t do it. It just wouldn’t work. He looked away from their face, eyes flickering over to the monitor and back down to them. What was he going to do?

There was a brief discussion that they couldn’t follow, and then he bent down to speak with them. “Hey, you with me?” he asked. They blinked in response, tears welling in their eyes for some reason. “Good. We’re concerned about your breathing, so we’re going to put you to sleep so that we can breathe for you. It’ll be more comfortable for you, yeah.”

His voice was calm, but it struck horror in them nonetheless. Darkstar had threatened them with this before, reminding them that the drugs wouldn’t work. But they couldn’t talk, beholden to the hero moving air in and out of their lungs.

People were shifting around them, preparing for something. The painkillers were starting to dull the agony. Even though everything still hurt, it was further away. Exhale swapped out for the other hero, still squeezing the bag in time. They half expected him to stop, forcing them to feel the crushing sensation of suffocation.

He didn’t though, his face still free of any malice. It had to be fake, considering the awfulnes they knew was coming.

There were two more consecutive rushes of cold. “Ket’s in,” somebody said.

Exhale looked down at them. “You might start feelin’ pretty tired soon, and that’s okay.”

They waited, but nothing happened. He didn’t seem too shocked by this, and he told the medic to push more.

It took a moment, but eventually they felt their eyelids start to grow heavy. Were the drugs working? They hoped they were. Please. Please.

Exhale’s face hanging above them was the last thing they saw before everything went black.

*** It took nearly a double dose of ketamine to get them out, but their eyes finally slid closed. The look on their face was strangely peaceful as he instructed the paramedic to push the roc. That one took a less dramatic amount to work, but it still irked him a little. After a minute had passed, the BVM was removed, and he began.

Using his right hand, he scissored their mouth open, then went in with the laryngoscope. He moved past their teeth and pushed their tongue away, descending further into their throat. It was coated with secretions, thick and slimy and a little bloody. “Suction,” he called out.

The tool was placed in his hand, and he quickly swept it back and forth across their mouth, vacuuming the goop away. It revealed their vocal cords, still and unmoving. “Bougie, please.” He kept his eyes on their glottis as it was passed to him.

He threaded it into their mouth and down their throat, feeling it click as it moved past the rings of their trachea. Once he felt the bougie stop, he asked for his tube. He’d just gotten it past their teeth when their face jerked.

Oh fuck.

They slowly pulled their eyes open, and it was obvious they were immediately aware of what was happening. “They’ve regained consciousness, I need another dose of ket in.”

He kept sliding the tube down as their eyes flitted around frantically, eyes watering. “We’re going to get you to sleep again.” Tears started to flow down their cheeks as he pulled the bougie out. “I know, I know, but I have to.”

They were obviously terrified, eyes wide and begging for relief. “Ket’s in.”

“Good.” He inated the balloon, then attached them to the ventilator while the paramedic used tape to secure the tube. “We’ve got the medicine in now. I know it's scary, but you’ll be asleep soon.”

Slowly, it started to work, and their eyes slid closed once more. They pushed another dose of roc, since they’d eaten through that too. Immortals were always hell to keep out, and this one wasn’t going to be any different.

Once they knew it was placed correctly, they got off to the hospital. Everything else that needed to happen could be done en route. They were eating through meds at a ridiculous rate, but the procedure had done its job, and their vitals were less awful.

They looked less dead now, somehow, and as he studied their face, looking for any signs of consciousness, it hit him. He knew them.

That was Darkstar’s sidekick.

That was Nova.

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#worlds babbles #whump #wow birthday whump #wow birthday whump day 13 #natural disasters #medical whump #gore #immortal whumpee #caretaker new whumper #finger gore #drug ment tw #whump writing #I love this one so much #eeeeeeeee

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bigblueoctoling · 3 months

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Side Order Observations about Acht

Some reiterating of points, an analysis of our New Canon, some speculating on the timeline, and a little bit of headcanon.

So first and foremost to reiterate, I really feel like a lot of people are overfixated on the idea of Acht's reaction to Marina and Pearl's relationship being funny. To me, after going through everything, it feels like they're genuinely just trying not to be discomforted by it.

Consider the fact that Acht pretty clearly displays a low self esteem, after everything; a part of why Marina's escape hurt Acht is because of a sense of abandonment- one has to imagine they would feel like they weren't worth saving. Especially given that Acht sunk low enough to become sanitized willingly.

I dunno. To me, none of this really reads as "funny", it's tragic. And there's nothing really to do about it- Pearl is obviously a great partner for Marina- it doesn't feel like Acht has any animosity towards her. A lot of the Funny Jokes about Acht being a Hater feel very rotten to me as a result.

I feel like there's a great amount of meaning to Acht finally being able to sing with their own voice. Mind you, a decent amount of that has to do with my own complexities with my voice, but as someone who had their worthlessness cemented into them their entire life, it's a big step to be able to move forward and present your true self openly.

I don't mean to sound like I'm just venting that people aren't appreciating Acht enough, but it really feels like a lot of people just take them as like a Funny Joke Character and don't take them seriously at all. A lot of this story is about Acht's struggle with self worth. The difference between suffering in silence as long as it meant things were stable, or changing everything into an uncertain future for the sake of bettering things.

I can't help but wonder if Acht somehow fought their way into being here- as I've established previously, it's very nebulous how exactly Acht got *into* the Memverse. But beyond that, the fact that they had made #35 caught is strange, too. One has to assume timeline-wise this happened before Side Order, but... how? If reports of the low-tide party can be considered canon, their music was there as well.

It might be related to the fact that they bring up Pearl's killer wail during the finale of Octo Expansion- seemingly, that was able to reach them while they were sanitized. Perhaps that was able to return some amount of control to them? Likely not entirely, but enough to ambulate without external orders, perhaps.

It's also very strange, to me, that Acht somehow managed to be hurt prior to Eight's arrival, and moreover, that this injury seemed to incapacitate them? While I'm at it, a few theories for that:

Acht's lack of their own Palette (as mentioned in my previous post, due to sharing one with Eight, theoretically) causes them to not actually be considered by the program as a Real Person, and as such, it just doesn't Heal her.

Acht got hurt, and simply Gave Up. Seeing no way to handle this threat on their own and not really having the willpower to fight it.

The story of them getting hurt by a Jelleton was a lie, for whatever reason, and the scar already existed one way or another. After all, the Jelletons don't exactly seem capable of physical injury like that?

Each theory offers an interesting amount of potential, and ultimately it could go either way. Regardless, the cut is very strange.

So, where does Acht end up after everything, exactly? It's kind of implied that Acht did, in fact, go on the world tour with Marina and Pearl and Eight. Again, I have to ask- Marina, Pearl, and Eight all entered intentionally, where was Acht? My only real idea here is back with the "Eight and Acht share a soul and ergo this process automatically pulls Acht in too" theory, so I have to presume she's still in the NILS statue, one way or another. But going off of the map, there's evidently a subway line that leads to the deepsea now, so I have to presume it wouldn't be TOO hard, but it'd still be a bit of an ordeal to find her and get her out on her own. Just a tidbit of writing I'll definitely do once I fic this all out.

But where does Acht go afterward? I can't really help but want to just also put her with Marina and Pearl. The language of her letter implies they don't immediately live together, though. I can't really imagine Marina and Pearl wouldn't do SOMETHING to help Acht integrate into normal society, though. Then again, Acht does produce music which, evidently enough, is at least moderately popular. It's not out of the question for her to get her own place, nor is it out of the question to imagine, as much as Acht loves The Gang, they wouldn't want to feel like a burden on them, regardless of that actually being possible given their Immense Mountains of Wealth. Either way, I don't think I can come to a conclusion here, I'll have to think about it.

I just love love love Acht so much and I really hope that people appreciate them as much as I do. Even if I am greatly biased.

#bluetext #splatoon #splatoon headcanon #side order #acht splatoon

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mr2swap · 1 year

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Swap hotel:Giveaway

This was one of the only moments of relaxation that I had this last week, I had them closed I was so relaxed that soon I would take one of the long naps that caused me to drink 5 margaritas and 2 piña coladas, I almost returned home in an ambulance when I started to feel Carl's withdrawal, it was very hot that day but I was lying on a soft bed, under an artificial palm tree.

The whole moment was interrupted by the blow when a very familiar masculine voice took me away from the dream, - Hey Bro! Where have you been? I've been looking for you, but the guy from the bar told me you were out here- a young blonde sat on the side of the bed holding an iced coffee, it was pretty obvious to me that this happened. It was just to show off his huge biceps and rub sweet in the face once again.

- Anyway! I don't have much time I have a big night planned before I turn all this over to you, I just wanted to say thank you, it's been the best week of my life and if you want to repeat it just call me I'm sure you have my phone! -

had been crazy all this shit, when I return to my body I'm going to make my father sue them for every penny and close his fucking Instagram account! I didn't know what I was getting into when Swap Corp's Instagram account invited me to promote their social networks, I had already done these hundreds of times, a fucking brand gives me a lot of shit that my parents could buy me and they only ask me for one single photo or video eating or wearing their overpriced clothes, with a shitty logo.

They promised me a lot of followers and more "job" offers in another of their exclusive 5-star hotels, of course, I accepted immediately when I saw all the internet celebrities who had been there, people from the world of bodybuilding that I admired in the list in addition to some actors and models.

When I arrived everything was perfect, the hotel had everything from a gym to a spa, which is great for me because although they promised me everything I wanted to drink, eat or smoke, all I needed was a pool full of beautiful models to massage my biceps in the pool after a long session at the gym.

Before I could even unpack and take a shower, I was drugged and put in this shitty body for 1 fucking week! Those pageant motherfuckers came and ravaged my room for 3 fucking minutes until I came out of the bathroom, my whole body randomly covered in shower suds with just a towel around my waist and my huge feet leaving stains all over the carpet and as soon as I opened the door I knew something was wrong.

The guy who organized the contest was accompanied by two hotel guards, of course, they were clean and well dressed, but there was one person who stood out among all of them, he was a fucking whale, he had never seen someone so fucked up! The man in the suit started talking as he tried to guess how much the man in front of him was thinking 286 pounds. I'd bet 20 bucks on that.

Before I could react, the man in the suit took me by the arm and stretched out his hand to hand a cloth necklace with a VIP identification... without thinking I left my last chance to give up the worst week of my life, I put the identification on the neck without looking that didn't even have my picture on it, instead of my hot handsome face, there was the picture of that man with that white unkempt beard that hid most of his obese face.

I felt a small chill and after a simple blink, my mind was transferred to the body of the man in the photo of my necklace, when my eyes opened the first thing I saw was a huge hairy belly, my legs would almost bend if it weren't for the wall that was at my back, the 4 men in front of me turned around and looked at me to help me not fall from all the extra weight on my knees.

When I recovered they gave me a glass of water and explained the situation to me, those sons of bitches launched another contest and the prize was a week of vacation in this hotel on my body, And while the man in a suit was explaining all this to me, that man is nice He kept putting his kinky hands on my cock and pecs, maybe he didn't notice or maybe he didn't even care when a newlywed couple came out of another room and stared at the show for several minutes.

Since then I am Stuck as "Carl" Every day I wake up thinking that this has only been a nightmare and at any moment I am going to wake up in my bed next to a model who seduces me at a party to take her to my bed.

but no, I wasn't dreaming what I always saw Waking up was this mountain of hairy fat uniting my old and aching body, The first thing I did Upon waking up swallowed the huge amount of pills that were in the drawer next to my bed to try to relieve the pain in my back, after that I went to shit and piss and came back to order a huge breakfast while watching what was new on Netflix.

I was able to up on “Love death and robots”, At least they kept their deal my Instagram followers doubled in a week. The only bad thing is that most of them are middle-aged men who put obscene comments in the comments like "fuck me" or "show us your dick"

From time to time I saw Carl having fun on my body while being photographed with my iPhone, being worshiped by two bald middle-aged men in the hot tub, or playing volleyball with all the lucky bastards with incredibly hot, skinny bodies.

Hey! You can support me to continue creating stories and see all my stories on my patreon and have access to the stories on my discord server.

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pupyuj · 9 months

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Stalker Yujin who's an absolute virgin loser who gets a hard on when you linger your finger on her for too long

Writes little letters to you but never sends them cause she's too shy :((

And when she finally approaches you she gets so shaky and shy to the point she stutters with almost every word...

Gets really flustered when you talk back and put your hand on her thigh asking her what's wrong that she accidentally gets hard!!

Don't worry you're there to help tho ^^

(Can I be the 🪼 anon?)

i'm telling ya'll, yujin will never beat the lewser puppy allegations... i love asks like these cuz they really just feed my stupid yuj agenda like :(( shes just so.. WHY ARE YOU DUMB (lovingly) 🥺🥺 and thank you for the ask 🪼 anon!

but like what if you guys went wayyyy back as in knowing each other in the past... yuj in high school having a low social status and kinda gets bullied sometimes bcs she never had the will to fight back :(( she starts crushing on you after you defended her from some jocks and picked her stuff up from the floor, n you walked her to class too just to make sure no one can bother her on the way there, you were so sweet 💔💔 but then some years passed and you were reunited in your senior year in university after you transferred to whatever school she was in,,, you don't really remember her, but oh does she remember you 😳

yujinnie who makes sure that she doesn't lose a glimpse of you ever again so she follows you around the hallways while you're walking to class,, it seems like you only got prettier as the years went by,, longer hair, beautiful eyes, sweet smile, and that pretty voice... sometimes yujin masturbates thinking about you, you know. she got so happy when she saw you again after years that she spent a whole night jerking herself off while you were in her head 😣 how she wished you were there pleasuring her instead... you were too pretty to not be constantly fucked silly!!!

about the letter thing... i imagine yujin would constantly try to be romantic and write you poems and confess her feelings n stuff but sometimes she thinks with her dick so she just ends up messing it all up bcs she started writing about how she wants to fill your holes with her cum.. weird little loser.

sjsdhkdndh your paths finally crossing at a mixer... you managing to escape some people who have gotten high out of their mind.. choosing to hide in a bathroom bcs you figured that every other room was occupied with horny people having sex,, only to find this cute girl with a big hoodie and comically huge glasses squirming as she sat on the toilet,,, she looked liked she was in pain and ofc being the only normal person around, you kneeled down and asked her if she was okay,,,

yujin blushing so hard bcs she was finally seeing you up close,, her closing her legs bcs she doesn't want you to see her hard on but your hand was on her knee bcs you wanted to see her face :(( you were touching her forehead, but she wasn't sick... maybe she was injured? but she looked really healthy!! yujin meeting your eyes for the first time and it clicks in your head that holy shit it's the same girl from high school sksdjikhkd 😭😭

you knew she was still a loser cuz she looked like it so you asked how the fuck she got in this crazy ass party,, and she said she.. followed you??? thank god she was fucking cute or else you would have been out the door immediately!! then you were asking her why the fuck does she look like she needs an ambulance bcs she was sweating, and she was warm... and she tells you that it's because you look so good in your outfit??? what the fuck does that even—

oh.

"what the heck, yujin-ah," omg you remembered her name? ...yeah that didn't help her little situation at all. "you should've told me right away." but maybe you will 🤭

sjhfjcncknsk yujinnie nearly suffering a heart attack when you pulled off her pants and boxers,,,, her cock in display for you,, giving her length little kisses, sometimes licking her slit bcs you loved the way she sounded when she whimpered,,, ugh you can't even deepthroat or anything bcs yujin was so big :(( but the loser knew nothing about any of this, she was a fucking virgin,, so even when you were just sucking off not even half of her cock, she still felt like it was heaven 😵‍💫😵‍💫

she comes a bit quick of course... her cum spilling all over your lips, licking it off her cock while staring up at her,, oh yujin was so hot leaning back and breathing heavily like that :((( hehe.. even if she's a virgin, she's still a perv who watched porn and imagined that it was you and her on the screen... so yujinnie definitely gets the courage to bend you over the sink and breed your sweet cunt after she recovered <333

#🪼 anon #ive smut #ive imagines #ive x reader #ive x fem reader #ahn yujin smut #ahn yujin x fem reader #ahn yujin x reader #ahn yujin imagines #girl group smut #girl group imagines #girl group x reader

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mychlapci · 5 months

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Prowl saying they should get rid of them? Nooo, the moment he suggests that Ratchet looks ready to throw hands, and if he didnt have an armful of bitlets he’d 100% beat the living daylights out of Prowl.

Maybe they switch every week once the second litter is old enough to spend more then a couple hours away from Megatron. Ratchet has the younger litter on the first week, everyone ends up loving the little guys- yet when they cry its just….sirens🚨. Extremely. Loud. Ambulance. Sirens. and then him and Megatron swap every sunday. The autobots trying to deal with demanding little brats once Ratchet has to parent the older bitties for the week, they bite, hiss and throw whatever their stubby arms can pick up, they’re strong for such tiny creatures, clearly their mix of genetics is the reason. But then they act like utter sweethearts for Ratchet so he doesnt believe any of the autobots saying his children are little twats because his sire-coding tells him they’re all trying to get his bitlets in trouble, tiny devils with bright blue optics and innocent-sounding giggles- innocent to Ratchet anyway.

They learn VERY quickly that Prowl shows the most emotion toward their shenanigans and he’s usually the one they annoy the most. Escaping whoever’s care their under when Ratchet has something important to and they escape JUST to annoy Prowl until he bluescreens or just drives off. I’d say something about lockdown / prowl but idk if it’d make sense but imagine prowl comes back from one of his little drives, those drives can last 4-5 days depending on how stressed he is, and he comes back pregnant. Anyway.

So naturally everyone fawns over the younger sparklings when its their turn to be round, Chubby cheeks with bright red optics is just too cute for even the most stubborn Autobots to ignore, so they get cuddles by everyone, ignoring that they carry the crazy warlord genes is hard, Even prowl interacts with these bitlets instead of the older hellspawns.

I really wanna draw the devil spawns, but like..I get so stressed drawing plus i almost broke my neck on some ice ;-;

SIDE RANT. Uh. Not really a rant I personally want to say that Burnt Ice anon seems to have a big brain thats really wrinkly because whatever they send gives the tingles, we need to make their ideas canon. 👍

- Chase anon, again im soo sorry i feel feral rn ;-;

I always enjoy the thought of grumpy, strict Ratchet being an absolute softie when it comes to his own bitlets. The older sparklings spent more time with Megatron so they're a little more hissy than the younger ones, which were born after Ratchet told everyone and therefore have been spending a little more time with him, and the autobots in general. But he loves all of them all the same. Oh, the older bitlets bit Prowl? No, they wouldn't do that! They're his bitlets, after all, and they've been raised with some manners, thank you very much! if they bit you, it was probably your own damn fault. He just coddles them so much that everyone is in complete disbelief that Ratchet even has that amount of kindness in him.

Prowl eventually getting used to the younger bitlets because they're pretty sweet, all things considered, but the older ones he wishes would stay with Megatron. They're violent and they seem to only ever want to bite him. Of course, genocidal maniac genes carry on to all of the bitties, it's only a matter of time before the younger ones start causing trouble... Not to mention… Ratchet's pretty big and boxy. Megatron is twice as big and twice as boxy, so you know the bitlets are big, fat, and strong as hell. Menaces, the lot of them.

Btw now i also kind of wanna draw the megaratch babies… i wish i had the time for it. and the art skills. oh well

#also. burnt ice anon this one goes out to you! everyone loves your mind. hell yeah #valveplug #kind of #megaratch evening

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maleyanderecafe · 2 years

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You and Him (Visual Novel)

Created by: Unknown Hermit

Genre: Horror

As of writing this You and Him is currently only in it's prologue state, so there's very little in terms of yandere actions as of yet. This is one of those r18 yandere games that have been made as of recently and it's off to a promising start. If you want more information on this game you can find them on @unknownhermit, which has more information on the game.

The game starts out with a missing person's report before cutting to the MC driving in a car listening to the radio about the hottest new boyband, CAKE. The MC continues driving, as they are picking up items for their aunt and dropping them off at her new apartment. The MC sees someone at the side of the road with his leg bleeding and suddenly collapsing. The MC goes out to help him, but upon him waking up, he tells the MC not to call anyone. The MC then has the choice to either call or not call.

If the MC decides not to call the ambulance, they will instead get something from their car to help with the bleeding. Going back the MC asks Adam how he got into this predicament. Adam tells them that he drove his car into a ditch and couldn't call anyone, so he was hoping that someone would drive by. The MC gets more horny as the encounter goes on, leading to Adam stabbing them in the chest until they die.

If the MC decides to call the ambulance, the guy will take the MC's phone and crush it under his foot. The MC then recognizes this guy as the lead singer of CAKE, Adam. Caught off guard, Adam ends up stabbing the MC in the shoulder and hitting their head against the pavement. He takes a picture of the MC and the MC asks bitterly if he's talking it for his mom and dad. Adam seems to dislike talking about his mom, but talks about his dad for a bit, how he's a preacher in Tennessee. Adam realizes that the MC is stalling for time and continues to play along with the MC, asking if they believe in fate.

If the MC lies, Adam will immediately catch them, and then kills them.

If the MC tells the truth and says they don't believe in destiny, which surprises Adam a bit. As he drives the knife deeper into the MC's arm, the MC has the choice to claw his eyes out or kiss him.

Clawing at him causes Adam to kill the MC, believing that while he had an interest in them, the violent side of them should be destroyed and he's happy he got rid of a violent person.

Kissing him catches him off guard and he gets into it, until the MC stabs his side with his knife. The MC drives away. Meanwhile, Adam returns to his hotel room and stitches himself together. He's had experience with other victims before but seems completely enamored by the kiss him and the MC had. Just as he's about to jack off to the image of the MC in his mind, another women appears in his head, dissuading him. He starts crying, trying to push away the thoughts of the MC kissing him. He then decides to find the MC and kill them, since it's the only way to get rid of the image of them in his head.

As I said, it's a little hard to see where the yandere goes until at least the very end. From what I can tell so far, it seems that he might be reluctant one considering his reaction to seeing the MC, especially since in his imagination he's described the MC as "being an angel from the heavens", though the other lady (possibly his mom) is dissuading him, leading him to attempt to kill the MC to get rid of it from his mind. A lot of his known yandere things (that I can tell of) are from the blog, like for instance he seems to be pretty romantic in a lot of senses and a bit subby (well, I suppose subby leaning though he's a switch), which was a bit surprising considering his attitude with the MC while killing them.

Just based on predictions, I am curious to see why exactly he has such an abrasion to the thoughts he has in his head. Considering that Christianity is a big theme in this game (with Adam's name, and his dad being a pastor), I am also curious how that will play into it. Adam's motif of the apple and the snake is something that might play into his temptation with the MC.

As of now, there's only the prologue, but as always, I'm always happy to see the new kinds of games that people are making!

#male yandere #yandere #yandere boy #recommendations #visual novel #ongoing #you and him

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