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vivianacht · 27 days

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making an important announcement about some things i’ve noticed in the gwendoline christie fandom that really bug me.

disclaimer: read this at your own convenience and discretion. i am not responsible for any sort of hurt feelings and frankly… i don’t care. if you’re mad about this, you are probably the problem. /lh

to start with id like to begin on a positive note so that i’m not diving into negativity, i don’t want to be completely negative about my experiences because i’ve actually met some of the kindest people in the world through this fan base.

the gwen fandom, the gwandom, the gwendoline christie fandom , the lesbian cesspool, has been an incredible experience that i’m grateful i’ve had the pleasure of being apart of.

i went through a rough patch during november, and if i hadn’t found out about gwen, or met such wonderful people during my time here , i honestly wouldn’t be here right now. i owe my life to these people, gwen included. i will forever adore miss christie and what she stands for alongside the friends i’ve made along the way.

and while i know someday this hyperfix will end, it’s really disheartening to me when a fandom is what makes me grow distant from things i enjoy. it happened before, i feel as though it is happening all over again.

and no, i’m not taking issue with anything like the catrissa stuff or the brienne and larissa ship going around or anything like that. i like that we can all be weird together and enjoy aus like catrissa and crackships like bririssa (not sure the official name that was decided lol). my issue is the amount of content i’ve seen that either focuses on gwen herself, or the strange relationship with minors, or the odd artwork of gwen, and the absolute disgusting behaviour towards giles.

gwen would be absolutely appalled seeing fanfictions of herself that involve nsfw or just her in general, anyone would, it’s disgusting to make works of real people in that setting. it’s like you’re treating them as an original character you can mould and manipulate as you see fit and using someone who is real with thought and feeling and consciousness for smut fics is not okay, or any fic in general. i totally get the hype around her characters, i literally have “brienne’s princess” in my bio and i’ve had “jane murdstone’s bloodbag” (in reference to my vamp au) as a name in a discord server.

but i think the fandom has begun to blur the lines between fictional characters and reality settings when it comes to gwen and the personalities she portrays on the television screen. it’s not fair to her. it’s disgusting. i’ve seen a minor do it, i’ve seen a grown adult do it. it’s something i don’t see shamed and frowned upon often enough and it’s really not okay.

on that note i’d like to quickly mention the photos, we alllll know what photos i’m talking about. the bunny one, the nudes, the ones gwen has expressed regret towards and wishes to not have them spread. was there not a “fan” who brought her a book of her nudes and wanted her to sign it? that person who was blocked on instagram by gwen because they reposted her nudes on their story and tagged her???? how can you refer to yourself as a fan after behaving so abhorrently? absolutely disgusting behaviour. as a collective fandom we need to stop touching those photos (metaphorically speaking) and leave them in the past.

i’ve been told of numerous circumstances in which adults have shown their nsfw works to minors in this fandom and it has to fucking stop. it’s disgusting!! how can you do that knowingly? i constantly ponder terminating my account after a minor got ahold of my nsfw work, and upon realising they WERE a minor it was as simple as blocking and moving on. it’s truly not that hard, folks. and the minors on tiktok who fight with others saying silly things like “that’s my wife” or worse. i’ve seen it all, i feel like, and the more i see it the more sick i become. i cannot stand it.

i have seen and heard of fans who have fat shamed gwen for that one pink dress she wore to the met gala. she looked so happy in that dress, and the audacity one must have to fatshame that poor woman on twitter then turn around and continue to proclaim your ‘love for her’ as if you’d done no wrong? are you fucking serious? are you mental?

and the sexualisation over the porcelain doll look, gods some of you are sick. those were not real breasts, people. considering the fact she wholeheartedly regrets her nude photoshoots , what possesses you to believe she would actually flaunt her chest in that outfit?

the blatant mistreatment of poor giles is not fucking okay either. just because you’re jealous of someone who makes her immensely happy does not give you the right to post something so vile and cruel about him. shame on you. why do you believe this is okay to post:

????????

are you serious? have any of you stopped to consider how HAPPY giles makes her? or is her happiness the last thing you ponder when you look at her? have you even noticed how unhappy she looks lately? have you truly paused to consider how she would feel about seeing this on your page, random twitter user, or the rest of you who think this is okay? bless your hearts.

and some of the absolutely horrific things i’ve seen about her online and the hurtful behaviour towards giles makes me question the difference between a fan and just the general paparazzi. because if you truly loved her and you truly loved giles then i would not be ranting into the fucking void about it for no reason.

i avoid interacting with pages i find problematic on here to keep from stirring the pot but tonight i chose violence and got reeeeeal pissy about how i felt about this place. it’s not okay what i see on here and it’s getting exhausting seeing the same cycle of content on a daily.

that’s everything i have to say, i think. i probably missed a lot that should be discussed in the comments but i’m done for now because i know if i go on i’ll probably cry.

before you post things about real people with real feelings , stop to consider how they will feel those real feelings towards the content you put out. chances are you’ll become less problematic and obnoxious that way. 💘

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blazerratbluefire-blog · 3 months

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This is another fanfiction that is based on another art piece of #alicedusstuff. You should take a chance to go look at their work. They are amazing! Be warned! The story may be spicy!

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A tiny Macaque sat on the kitchen table with his hands tied behind his back and a Santa hat perched cock-eyed on his head. His tail gave an irritated flick as he watched Wukong gush over how "cute" and "tiny" he was. Unfortunately for him, it didn't help his near permanent blush that went across his hace and onto his ears.

Macaque gave a small growl at Wukong as he continued to wax poetics over his tiny form. His tail started to furiously flick due to his irritation.

"Wukong! I am not cute!" He growled at the Monkey King. Wukong paused his gushing and gave Macaque an indulgent look full of love, affection, and something more that he didn't want to pit a name to. He scuffed and turned his head away from golden idiot.

"Yes, you are, my Warrior. You just don't realize it yet." Wukong said this with conviction in his voice. He suddenly clapped his hands together, and it caused Macaque to flinch, then tilt his ears down at the sudden noise. He was given a sheepish look of apology for the loud sound Wukong caused.

"Now," Wukong began. "I know one way to show how cute you are. I have a tiny outfit that matches the hat, and it even has a skirt!"

Macaque's eyes got steadily bigger the more Wukong kept talking. His head started to spin when he heard Wukong mention having to strip him to get the outfit on. Then his thoughts began to spiral down the mental drain until he tuned into Wukong's rambling about, "So cute I could do anything for you!"

Macaque's ears perked up and lifted his head to look Wukong directly in the eye.

"Anything?" Macaque asked, eyes shining.

"Huh?"

"Then let me go! Let me out!" Macaque implored. He swayed his tail sensually and lowered his eyes to half mast. If Macaque had to, he would fight dirty! By hitting all of Wukong's boxes that he found to be irresistibly cute.

"Please, My King."

Ba-bum. Ba-bum.

Macaque's ears perked up more and fanned out.

Ba-bum. Ba-bum. Ba-bum.

"Please, My King. Release me. How am I supposed to please you if I'm tied up?" Cooed Macaque. He tilted his head to the side and bared his neck while fluttering his ears. His tail swayed side to side and curled at the end.

Ba-bum. Ba-bum. Ba-bum. Ba-bum.

"I-i-i-i'm going to go get that outfit. Ok!? Bye!" Wukong rushed out and ran away from Macaque with his face on fire.

Macaque only had a few moments before Wukong came back. He focused on the kid's unsteady magic and guided it to be released from his body and break the seal Wukong placed on him. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was back to normal. He gave a sigh of relief and moved to get off the table but forgot that he was still tied up. He began tipping too far forward and landed on his chin. He chirped out in pain.

"Macaque! Are you ok?!"

"Yeah, I just fell off the table," Macaque replied. He froze at his slip-up. "Shit."

He quickly tried to get his feet under him and only managed to get his weight on his chest and knees under him when he felt a heavy presence behind him.

Before he could turn around and look, hands grabbed ahold of his hips in a firm grasp, and a hot body drapped across his back.

Macaque let out a gasp.

"Oh, Mihou. If this was what you needed, you should have told me so I could satisfy you." Wukong purred into his ears as he flexed his grip and pulled Macaque back into him.

Macaque gasped as he felt himself pressed against Wukong. Wukong nuzzled into his neck and peppered nips and kicks on him. Macaque began to pant as he became more aggressive with his neck. When he made his way up to his ears and latched onto one of the petals, Macaque gave a sharp cry and went boneless on the ground with tears gathered at the corner of his eyes.

"Wukong." Cries Macaque. "Please. The ropes. Please take them off." He pleaded.

Wukong hummed against his ears and rubbed his hands on Macaque's waist to soothe him. Then, in one sharp tug, he broke the rope, scooped him up, and moved towards his bedroom.

"Alight, Macaque." Wukong said. As he made his way down the hallway, though, he made sure to keep Macaque limp by playing with his ears. Once at the door, he stepped through. "By the time I'm done with you, the only name you will know will be mine." He growled into his ears. Macaque gulped in air as the door closed with a click.

#alicedusstuff #i did a thing

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stargazing-dreamer-girl · 4 months

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After the show

Pairing: alive!Reggie Peters x reader

WC: 3.2k

Summary: After being away for a few months you were finally back in Los Angeles, just in time to watch your best friend Julie perform with her band. The first time you got to see them live and get to meet them, including the cute bass player.

A/N: Here's something new which probably nobody still counted on getting from me hahah but writing has always helped me cope with some stuff and even though I hadn't pictured myself returning to this, here I am, dealing with life problems by escaping into fanfictions. So, I hope you guys still read it and like it!!

It had been a while since you saw Julie last. You had lived with your dad last semester while your mom had to go abroad for work. That left you at the other side of the country, a six-hour flight away from your best friend and your normal life.

Of course, staying at your dad's wasn't the worst. You got along great. One of the only plus sides of that move was that you could spend more time together, but you also had to get used to a new place and new people. And you missed your friends dearly. Daily Facetime calls to Julie and Flynn kept you going, but those declined in frequency as well. Everybody got busy, so these past few weeks it had been, at most, one call a week. With your upcoming move back home to California, Julie's successful debut with her band and Flynn managing them, there hadn't been a lot of time. Until now.

You were finally back in California, basking in the Los Angeles sun. The hot sand beneath your feet warmed your soul. A content smile graced your face while you were waiting for Julie and Flynn to join you. This felt like home. Definitely.

Your serene moment got interrupted as someone practically fell into you, making you tumble forward a few steps. You were able to keep standing with arms still wrapped around you. With them came a squeak and the call of your name before the figure, which turned out to be Julie, came around to your front. As soon as you saw that familiar face you pulled her into your arms again. Yep, home. "Oh my God, I missed you so much!", you said, squeezing her once more.

"Same! I can't believe you're back! Finally!" The two of you let go of each other and settled onto the sand. "Tell me everything!"

"Well, you already know basically everything," you laughed. "I mean, the last time we talked wasn't even 24 hours ago."

"I know!" Julie took ahold of your shoulders and shook you. "Way too long! I need a play-by-play of your flight."

"Uhm ok, so, when I got to the airport..." And so you told Julie everything that happened at the airport, on your flight, at the reunion with your mom, the ride home, just everything up until the point where she had joined you at the beach. "When is Flynn coming by the way? Shouldn't she be here already?" You looked around hoping to catch a glimpse of the girl amidst the other beach-goers.

"Oh yes, I forgot to say! She actually had to hang back for a bit. She was able to get us a gig tonight, totally last minute, so she had to organize some stuff, but you'll see her later when you come to the show."

"Oh, so I'm invited, huh?" You bumped her shoulder.

"Of course, you are! We made sure to have you put on the guestlist. Then you can also meet the rest of the band! They're so excited to meet you. I mean, Flynn and I always talk about you, so they're always on us about when they actually get to meet you." She laughed at the dorkiness of her friends.

She could still picture the first time you were brought up in conversation in front of them. Flynn had been late to watching the practice and when she finally did come in, she looked a little distraught. Julie had asked her what was wrong, but didn't expect that the reason for her distress was actually your distress. You had just broken up with your partner who was not ready to commit to long-distance, even just for a while, so you had called your friends in tears. The boys had immediately told Julie and Flynn to not worry about practice and call you back and be there for you. Since then, you had been topic of conversation a few times.

"Actually," she continued, "Reggie could not shut up about you being at the show today since we found out it's happening, so you can't disappoint my bassist by not showing up." Julie wiggled her eyebrows at you. That's what you get for one time mentioning that you thought the dark-haired bassist was cute and asking about him. You had kept up with Julie's band, watched all their music videos and the private photos and videos that Julie had sent you.

You felt a warmth spread over your neck and cheeks, slighty embarassed by the teasing. "Oh please, Julie, shut up." You chuckled and looked out at the waves crashing onto the beach. "Of course, I'll be there. I'm super excited to meet the band, too. And to see you perform live!" Looking back at her, you saw the spark in her eyes that had been lost for so long after her mother's death, but there it was, portraying her excitement for making and sharing her music.

The moment got interrupted by an alarm sound coming out of Julie's pocket. "Oh ok, that's me. I actually have to run now," she said while standing up and silencing her phone. "I need to prepare for the show, but I'll text you all the details and will see you there tonight! Ok, bye, love you!" She shouted over her shoulder while already walking away in a hurry. You laughed to yourself at her behavior. It hadn't changed in all this time. You stayed at the beach for a few more minutes, before deciding to go home and get ready yourself.

You looked in awe at the line in front of the club the band was playing at tonight. So many people were here to see your friend perform. It was crazy. And you actually got to walk past all these people to tell the bouncer your name and be let in before all of them. The whole experience was so surreal, but it was everything you had ever hoped for your friend. Inside was already pretty packed as well but Flynn had texted you where to find her, so you made your way through the crowd to the roped-off area at the side which was slightly elevated. You once again gave your name to the woman standing there. She scanned her clipboard before she moved aside to let you in.

You spotted Flynn pretty easily in her eye-catching outfit. She was sitting in the far corner, closest to the stage, typing away on her phone. You walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. "Hey there, stranger!"

She turned around quickly. Her eyes widened when she saw you standing there before she jumped out of her seat with a wide smile on her face. "You're here!" She pulled you into a hug. "It's so good to see you! Wait, let me look at you!" You were pushed an arms-length away, so that she could check you out from head to toe. "And you look amazing! Perfect! Show-stopping!"

"Well, I hope not. I did come here to watch the show after all." You took the seat next to Flynn's, catching up with her until the lights dimmed and the show started. You and Flynn immediately got up from your seats as the stage lights came on and illuminated your friend and the rest of the band. Julie's gaze quickly flickered up to where you and Flynn were standing before she started playing the first notes of the song. Actual tears sprung to your eyes as you watched your friend live her dream. You were so proud of her.

You watched her interact with the other band members while performing. They all seemed to have so much fun on stage and you could clearly see their passion for music shining through. More than once did your eyes glance over to the bassist. You had to admit that Reggie looked even better in person than on the screen. He had to know what he was doing when he put on that leather jacket for the performance. Damn.

When the show ended, you actually felt out of breath from all the dancing and jumping and singing along you did with Flynn. The whole concert was so much fun and you could not get rid of the smile on your lips. "So, I am in charge of getting you to Julie's for the after-show party," Flynn turned to you and explained.

"Wait, there's an actual after show party at Julie's? And her dad's fine with it?"

"Yeah, it's just a few people and as long as we clean up and don't make too much noise, he's chill. So, you coming?" Flynn held out a hand for you to take and then skillfully maneuvered you through the crowd. The ride to Julie's turned out to be Flynn's mom who greeted you with a hug. You three chatted for the whole ride, mainly about your last semester and the show, before she dropped you off at Julie's. Before driving off she reminded Flynn to be respectful and considerate of the people living in the house to which Flynn rolled her eyes, but promised to be on her best behavior.

After her mom was gone, she turned to you. "Ok, come on, we need to get some snacks and drinks out before the others arrive." She led you to the garage, which you hadn't entered in what felt like years, and pulled the doors wide open. The lights turned on and as you looked around you realized that not much had changed, except for some trinkets being strewn about here and there. You quickly helped Flynn get some drinks out of the mini fridge and onto the table as well as some snacks when the first few people already started arriving. You easily recognized Nick, one of the first to enter the garage. He hadn't changed much from when you last saw him, still had the same Golden Retriever look to him. Carrie was also easy to spot. She spotted the two of you instantly and came over to greet you. From your calls with Julie and Flynn you were already aware that the feud had ended and there was some kind of friendship blossoming now.

"Hi, girls!" She greeted both of you with a hug before she turned to you. "It's nice to see you! How long have you been back?"

"Oh, just today actually. Been quite a busy day." You made some more small talk with her while other guests arrived and Flynn went off to greet them. It wasn't long until the conersations stopped to greet the arriving band with a round of hollers and applause. The guitarist, Luke, you knew, basked in the applause, entering the garage with raised arms and a grin, ready to high-five his friends that were waiting for him. Julie, Reggie and Alex followed. They had the same grin on their faces, the performance high, but passed up on the high-fives.

Carrie excused herself, but you didn't stay standing alone for long as Julie spotted you and pulled Alex and Reggie over to you. "Guys, I want you to meet someone," she exclaimed and proudly introduced you.

Aley was the first to speak up. He had a nice smile on his face. "Hi! It's really nice to meet you! I'm Alex. Julie has told us so much about you, it's like meeting a legend." Julie hit him in the arm for that comment. "Hey! What? It's true! You're always talking about her like she's a celebrity or some kind of myth. No wonder Reggie-" He got cut off by another hit in the arm, this time from the bassist. "Alright, fine, I'll stop stalking! Anyway, nice to meet you. I'm gonna go over there to my boyfriend." He turned and walked right into the arms of a long-haired guy on the other side of the garage who had been engaged in a conversation with Luke.

You turned back to the other two still standing with you, holding back a laugh. Your gaze fell onto the one who had yet to introduce himself. His eyes were still trained on Alex' back, but as he turned towards you, he realized that your focus was already on him and his cheeks turned red. It only took him a moment to regain his cool though. "I'm Reggie. Nice to meet you!" His eyes trailed your body once over. He shot you a smile. "I can't believe you're even prettier in real life than in the pictures." That earned him another smack against the arm from Julie. He yelped. "Hey! That's not how you treat your bassist!"

"Whatever, go get Luke, I want to introduce him, too!" Rubbing his arm he left, pouting, to get the guitarist. As soon as Reggie said a few words to him, he came jumping right over and put his arms around Julie's shoulder, placing a kiss on her cheek. She chuckled a little at the display of affection. "Luke, I wanna introduce you to-"

He cut her off, saying your name himself. "You talk so much about her. How could I not know?!" He smiled brightly and pulled you into a hug. "Great to finally meet you! How did you like the show?"

"Ah, it was amazing! You all looked so great out there! I had so much fun and everything sounded great! You even played my favorite song," you admitted.

"Oh, and which one is that?" You told him your favorite song, him nodding along to your answer. "Yeah, great taste you got there!" He looked around the room as a group of guys called his name. "Alright, I gotta go entertain for a bit, but we'll definitely catch up soon!" He promised with a wink and another kiss to Julie's cheek.

"Is he always like that?" You asked her.

"Most of the time." She nodded before breaking out into a laugh which you joined.

At some later point in the evening you found yourself on the couch with a drink in your hand. Reggie let himself fall into the seat next to you. "Hi there!" You smiled at him.

"Hi!" The small smile he gave you made him look even cuter. "Sitting here all by yourself?"

"Well, I was just waiting for you to come keep me company."

"Oh." That took him by suprise. "Here I am!"

You tilted your head to the side a bit, taking him in some more. He was still wearing the leather jacket you liked so much during the show with a simple white shirt below it and a pair of jeans. "I really liked to watch you play. I wanted to tell you that before, but you left so quickly."

"Ah, thank you! Yeah." He rubbed his neck as his cheeks turned pink. "Sorry that I left so quickly. I actually did want to talk to you some more! Julie told us you were coming to watch us play, so I- we put some extra effort into making this show amazing!"

"You certainly did! How long have you been playing bass for?"

"So long I can barely remember. I learned the guitar first though," he admitted.

"So you play the guitar as well, wow! I've never had any musical ability. Julie's mom tried to teach me to play the piano a long time ago, but it was completely hopeless." You chuckled at the memory. It was right in this room so many years ago.

"Maybe the piano just wasn't the right instrument for you? I can teach you some guitar if you want. Or bass, if you prefer."

"Alright, I'll hold you to it, but really don't get your hopes up. It might end in an absolute disaster," you joked. "Let me actually give you my number, so we can set a date."

"Oh yeah, totally!" He pulled out his phone and opened it to a new contact. You put your number in and called yourself right after saving it.

"Now I have your number as well." You smiled at him before saving the number into your phone as 'that cute bassist'. You hoped he had seen the name but when you looked back at him his eyes were trained on your face.

An hour moved by as you kept sitting on that couch, talking and laughing with Reggie. Luke, Alex and Julie had each come over for a few minutes but left fairly quickly to give the two of you some space.

"Hey, do you want to get some fresh air? It's getting a bit stuffy in here," you suggested to which Reggie agreed. The doors had been closed by now to keep the noise from reaching the neighbors, so that you hadn't noticed it'd gotten a bit chilly. Before you could say or do anything Reggie already took off his jacket and laid it over your shoulders. You pulled it on tighter as you took a seat on the stairs, the smell of the leather enveloping you. It smelled good, you imagined Reggie to smell distinctly of the jacket as well.

"Can I ask you a question?" He asked warily.

"Of course." You assured him, placing a hand on his thigh.

His eyes fell from your face to your hand. "Are you flirting with me? Like, are you actually hitting on me?" His hopeful eyes found yours again as your smile turned wider.

"Yes, Reggie, I have been all evening."

"Oh, ok, good, so I didn't misinterpret anything." He laughed a little and placed his hand over yours that was still lying on his thigh. "You see, I think you're really pretty. I've thought that since Julie and Flynn showed us pictures of you for the first time. And now I know, you're really funny, too, and I'm just totally blown away by you, so I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me?"

"I would like that a lot, yes. You lnow, I've had this little crush on you for a while now that Julie and Flynn have been making fun of me for. There's something about you that really draws me in." You bit your lip, taking Reggie's attention from your eyes to your lips.

"So, uhm, can I kiss you right now?" He asked.

Your lips spread into a wider smile as you shuffled closer to him on the stairs. "Yes, Reggie, I'd love that." There wasn't much of a gap between your faces anymore now, but he took his sweet time letting you feel his breath on your lips before finally connecting them. His lips moved softly against yours. He squeezed your hand on his thigh and brought the other one up to cradle your face.

You pulled back a little to catch your breath. When there was a crash from inside the garage your gaze quickly flicked to the door to check if anyone was coming out. When nobody did, you turned back to Reggie. "Do you wanna go back inside or keep doing this?" You asked him, hoping for the latter.

"I think, I'd rather stay out here a bit longer." He smiled before catching your lips in another kiss under the starlit sky.

#reggie peters #reggie peters x reader #reggie peters x you #julie and the phantoms #jatp #reggie peters one shot #reggie peters imagine #x reader #x you #oneshot #one shot #imagine #imagines #fanfiction #julie and the phantoms imagine #jatp x reader #julie and the phantoms x reader #requested #requested by anon

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justanotherperson1 · 6 months

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Hi Hi!!

This is my first time asking on Tumblr, and your blog is probably the only one I was super drawn to. I love all of your art and your love for Bayverse Optimus. Bayverse Optimus is my favorite iteration of the character, and I always come up with some head fanfiction about how he would act in Transformers: Prime and the IDW comics.

Is there an in-universe reason for how Bay Op got to the Transformers: Prime world? This whole AU could be a great fanfiction if someone wrote it (not me, though). I also wondered how Bay Optimus would react if Prime Optimus hugged him straight up.

Hi Hi!

First ask… that’s pretty special! Thank you! I love that you enjoy my little corner of the fandom so much!! And you pose a really good question. So, as far as I puzzled it out, the ‘jump’ from the Bay! Universe to the Prime! Universe would have happened with some fuckery with a relic from one of the origional 13 Primes- Vector Prime. The guy was a demention and time hopper and in ‘Solus Prime’ fashion, would have left something behind that contained some of his power. Optimus gets ahold of it, and with his Prime-y power activates it, so another one of ‘him’ gets ripped out of his own universe and brought into TFP. I didn’t really know if I wanted a scientist of sorts to have tried to replicate Vector’s technological artifacts he may have left behind, or it just be Vector’s object itself though. Following the scientist’s route, the machine would have been powered with energy pods that would have to have been tracked down for multiple uses. The energy pod it would have been preloaded with would be used on-contact, and then the story would be kind of framed around Team Prime trying to find more (and prehaps Bay! cutting a deal with Megatron to use his resourses to get home but IDK).

As for the hug? The both neeeeeeed one for sure, but neither would ask. IF tackled with one Bay! Would probably try to unlatch immediately like a cat in a bathtub. A horrible case really. Tfp, if he would do it, would have to approach Bay! as though it was HIS idea, and if it worked it would probably be the epitome of the meme “What’s this? Affection? Pathetic… but do it again.”

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rizzraa · 2 months

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ᯓ★ Jams and Jellies

Chapter 1: Once More to See You

Hello everyone! My name is rizzraa and it's my first time ever posting fanfiction. It's been a while since I wrote an actual story, and even then I still don't think I'm the greatest writer. If you could be patient with me, I'd appreciate that. I don't mind constructive criticism, in fact I welcome it lol. I'm not sure how long this series will last, I just wrote one day because my brain couldn't handle all this yearning and daydreaming of Joel Miller. I didn't even watch the show, it's the tlou community that got ahold of me 😭

So please bear with me and have fun with me :33

Tags: mainly fluff, friends to lovers, post outbreak, yearning and burning, slight age gap (reader is in 30s, Joel is in early 50s), reader insert, mentions of y/n, cute nicknames, overall just an imaginary scenario in my head, shy n awkward Joel, Joel x f!reader, I can't think of anything else for this chapter

Summary:

You are an eccentric and lovely art teacher, trying to foster creativity in youth and elders alike in Jackson. One student seems to have that same artistic flair as you, and it naturally draws you closer to her. Her father notices this and wants you to get closer to him as well.

chap 2

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

You stare at the ceiling as the sun's rays stubbornly peers through the slits of your curtains. You can tell that the sun is starting to rise by how bright the light gets each second. I wonder what I should do today. How can I get them to be more...just more?? It's hard trying to get teenagers to engage with school, but it's straight up embarrassing trying to beg for their attention. You have a lot of energy, you are passionate for the arts, but it seems like that's the last thing the kids are thinking about. Well, they are teenagers. But even then, I still was fond of the arts. It's not THAT boring??? It's fun....? You sighed, getting up from your bed and preparing for the day. You decided that today is the day they will start to appreciate the artistry of the world, because today you will get through to them. With this newfound optimism, you scurry off to the bathroom after realizing your bladder is about to burst.

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"Okay kids, today is the start of a new day! Today..we will start a new project!" You announced brightly. Since the start of the school year, you allowed the kids to slack off as a way to destress, but you realize you should be doing more to help them cope with the realities of the outbreak. And they weren't exacrly respecting your quaint classroom.

"Aw come on Miss, why are you springing this on us all of a sudden?"

"Yeah, we already got projects from other classes.."

You inhaled sharply, trying to keep your composure. "Alright listen kids, this class is supposed to allow you wind down and relax, but the way you're supposed to do that in here is through art. It's not just some hangout, it's still a classroom." You paused, looking around at the indifferent kids. "Please guys, trust me when I say this-- art is such a unique and magnificent way to express yourself. It doesn't have to be beautiful, it just has to be you."

You looked around, trying to see if you got through to the kids. Your pleading eyes landed on one girl. Ellie Miller, you thought. She gave you a small, reassuring smile. I understand you, her eyes said. You smiled back, thankful you got through one kid.

You clapped your hands, "All right, here's the project: Each of you will create a portfolio of 5 different pieces of art that represents you. You are allowed to use different media. I expect each piece to have a small paragraph explaining what it is and what your art process was." Your eyes examined the room; some kids looked interested, while others looked annoyed. You continued, "This project is due on June 1st. You will present your project. And..." You paused, waiting for dramatic effect, "I will personally select the most unique and interesting pieces to be displayed at the End-of-the-School-Year Party!" Murmurs and exciting chatter spread across like wildfire, and you mentally patted yourself on the back. "Yes, that's right, children, so you better impress me. Allow yourselves to think boldly, go above and beyond!" You giggled.

"...What if we don't have that much creativity?" One kid shyly asked. Dina, you remembered.

"Well you can come on by anytime, I'm always in this classroom until 5pm! And feel free to bother me at any point outside of class!" You replied.

She gave a quick smile, and you clocked the way Ellie peeked at her from the corner of her eyes. You were always observant of others.

"Alright everyone, get to brainstorming!" The muffled chatter and shuffling grew louder, "Feel free to ask any questions!" Hearing yourself being drowned out by the noise, you decide to stop talking.

Heh, they're finally getting it, you thought smugly. You strolled back to your desk with a noticeable pep in each step.

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You looked at the clock, 6:30pm it read. God, has it really been that long? You scan through today's events after you announced the project. Kids moving and talking wildly-- you practically had to kick them out of your door to get to their next class. You sighed, packing up your things and leaving the classroom. I should pick up some groceries, I don't think I have much left in the fridge. You scurried to the nearest market, tugging and pulling at your way-too-heavy bag. You roam through each aisle, getting some fruits, staring at the mouth-watering jams, before hearing a familiar voice cut through your thoughts.

"---Aw, cmon Joel. Just for a quick minute."

"No. We can't risk it."

"But---!"

"Tut-tut--- it's only been getting more dangerous out there kiddo. I'm sorry, but I won't risk it"

You shuffled the jars around and made eye contact with Ellie.

"Uh...hi again" You said nervously. Your eyes flitting from Ellie to the man she was talking to.

Your breath stutters as you finally lay eyes on the dark, brooding man standing besides Ellie. His flannel didn't mask his obnoxiously broad shoulders, in fact it framed him even better. It also didn't help that it was painfully obvious that Joel was bending down to meet your eyes through the aisle shelves, his collarbone peeking through and his eyes getting narrower. But what really drawn you to him was his gorgeous face. His smoldering, deep brown eyes staring back at you, trying to figure you out. But that didn't scare you in the slightest. His perfect wrinkles showing slightly due to his frustration only made you more attracted to this finely drawn man. His pursued lips were sitting on his face and that drew attention to the graying streaks in his mustache and beard. In fact, you started noticing the beautiful strikes of silver across each hair on his head and face. The longer you stared, the more flustered the man got. Eventually he turned away from your gaze, locking eyes with Ellie, who you completely forgot was standing there.

"Oh- I, uh- I'm sorry, it's just- I don't see you around.. um anyways.. I'm [y/n].." You embarrassingly stuttered. God, could you get any more awkward than this??? Pull yourself together, he's just a man!

"Oh well, s'nice to meet ya, Miss. I'm Joel." He nodded. You gave a quick smile and turned your attention back to Ellie, ignoring the feeling that Joel might also be staring at you a little too long. "Everything okay, Ellie? Are there any issues with the project?" You cooly asked.

"Actually, yes-- Joel won't let me venture past the gates, even if he was my chaperone."

"Well, I mean, there IS an ongoing epidemic of infectious monsters.."

"Yeah, well it's nothing I can't handle." She rolled her eyes

"What was that?" You asked quizzically

Her and Joel exchange quick glances, "Nevermind" she said, turning back to face you.

"I.. okay well, I have a garden in my backyard if you want some nature-like inspiration!" You said with enthusiasm and made jazz hands, earning a chuckle from Ellie and a slight smile from Joel. You feel odd pride and a little swell in your heart, and decide to ignore it for now.

"Yeah okay, think I can stop by this weekend?" Ellie asked

"Yeah of course honey, like I said; bother me anytime."

"She'll take you up on that offer, for sure." Joel chuckled. You looked at him adoringly, then said "If it's Ellie, it's no bother." You shot him a terrific smile that caused him to glance slightly away, and you were suddenly aware of how red he became.

"Alright--" Ellie cut in, "we're not gonna keep you any longer, teach. See ya soon!"

"Bye Ellie, bye Joel." You waved at them

You stare at the jams you pushed aside, smiling like the giddy teenage girl you once were. How far away that seemed now, after everything that happened. You snapped out of it, feeling that pain in your chest creep back up. You looked gingerly at the jams you pushed away, remembering the artistic strokes and lines of Joel's face. Oh how strong and sharp he looked. You giggled as you remembered his red face, his curled lips, his exposed collarbone, his broad shoulders. This time you didn't snap out of your sudden trance, your face getting redder at each thought you had of Joel.

Oh God, is all you can say.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Thanks for reading! Please feel free to share your thoughts or ideas, I welcome it all! Have a wonderful day :DD

#joel miller fic #joel miller x reader #joel tlou #yearning #just writing my fantasies #being a girl #the last of us fanfiction #Spotify

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cup1dt3a · 1 year

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Who Hurt Them!?

Summary: self aware!twst one day sees the player covered in bruises from behind their prison/ screen. And so they finally let their sentience be known. So willing to see this odd occurrence?

You almost hopped out of your bed hearing that there was finally twst merch that was $20-10 dollars only! You blamed it on the game not that well known in your area at the time sadly. But still that was the cheapest you’ve seen anyone price the huge plushes you just had to get them! Never in your life had you even gotten ready so fast and looked so good to go out into public but oh well. Special occasions call for special measures. As you dashed to the door you had realized you almost left your phone on the counter. A super close call! Now off you go to finally get the twst merch you’d kill to have! You chuckled to yourself at the stupid thought of accidentally leaving your phone. As you walked to the store you had been reminiscing on some odd things happening with your Twisted Wonderland app. First, was some unofficial or rare voice lines you’ve been getting throughout the game. For instance one time Kalim had stated “ _____ you’re so beautiful I could stare at you all day!” You giggled to yourself thinking about the whole “ They forgot to tell him it was not an otome game” meme you’ve recently been seeing with Malleus. But as you continued on with the rare voice lines they had all seemed to be a lot more…romantic than what most usual players had gotten. From what you had seen on others playing it on YouTube. Second, was with trying to exit the main menu. Sometimes especially with Floyd when you tried to exit to play in the chat box it would display “ Shrimpy! Don’t leave!” Which you found odd again. But still paid no mind to. Thinking of it as an update because you couldn’t read Japanese at all so you were clueless if they were or weren’t supposed to do that. And you had waited till the English release to start playing. Third, was during the recent chapters. The screen had started to just not let you tap anywhere if it wasn’t on the characters. This was probably just the game was crashing because it has multiple times on your phone. You just can’t bear to delete it from how happy and comforting it always makes you feel. It seemed as if the game had a mind of its own. Almost like a fanfiction scenario where all the characters loved you. Wow imagine you having your own harem with hot anime guys you could only communicate with through a screen? You chuckled at the thought in your head as you entered the small store. Your eyes filled with pure glee as you looked at everything. Seeing how most of it was on your wish list of merch. You’ve been saving up for this for so long and we’re so happy you had. Because you could buy at least 40-50 items here with how cheap it all was.

As you happily roamed the isles of the store you had picked out all your favorite characters. Well all except for one of them you had suddenly reached for. But some guy right behind you had started to reach for it at the same time as you. Causing you both to give each other the worlds most akward high five? Hand shake? Not sure but you soon retracted your hand being to apologize to them.

“ Oh you’re fine just get out of my way I want that figure!” they harshly replied to you smacking your hand away from the small figurine.

You rolled your eyes at the rude stranger not wanting to escalate this into a fight and had walked off into another isle looking for something else. Just trying to enjoy the rest of your short time at the store. But as soon as you had found just the character you needed for your collection the same guy had tried to snatch it away from you. But you were faster than them. Already having ahold of the item. Even as the were gripping your wrist.

“ Um… sir could you please let go of my wrist you’re hurting me.” You forced a smile trying to yank your wrist out of his hand.

“ No I saw it first give me it!” He yelled.

“ What are you five? Get over yourself and find another one there are plenty more behind it. And they’re all the same.” You argued ripping your wrist from his hand.

He then proceeded to argue back acting as if he was in the right here. You didn’t want to fight you just wanted to got some food and rest merch as a treat for studying after your endless exams. He then had tried to snack the item out of your hand but had accidentally punched you in the eye. Leaving a bruise as you gasped “ What the hell is your problem!?”

This was quickly catching attention of other customers in the store. You didn’t want any of this attention just a simple treat for yourself but no the universe just said “fuck you be miserable.” You had quickly just tried to leave not wanting to deal with this bs anymore. Along with the rest of anymore of the worrying stares from people just trying to shop. Trying to suck it up as you paid for your little treat the cashier had noticed your distress.

“ Hey, don’t worry I already called security on him. I’m so sorry about your eye do you want some ice?” They whispered to you trying to ease your worries before you left the building. You sighed shaking your head paying them before wishing them a good day.

You hurriedly jerked and slammed the door open just wanting to crawl into your bed and cry. You just wanted to have a good day why can’t you ever have a good day? Whatever you got what you had came for just wishing that the experience was better. You rubbed your still sore eye hoping it didn’t escalate into a black eye from that ass-hole. What was his problem any acting like a 5 year old. You sniffed as you opened your twisted wonderland app. Just wanting some comfort to end the day on a good note as you cuddled up to one of the ginormous plushes you had gotten. Along with your snack and drink right by your side. You stared at the screen seeing the cute little animations and seeing it was Cater on your screen. He was a character you had really liked but never gotten on your screen a lot so this had made you feel a bit better. “ I swear I sometimes just wish I could actually go to your world.” You sighed rubbing your eye again. ” I bet you don’t have random ass-hoke who act like five year olds try and yank figurines out of your hand huh?” You ranted to them. Knowing that you’ll never get a response no matter how much you wished you did. As you ranted about your horrible day you had failed to notice how he reacted to what you said. With each statement of yours he had silently cursed the man who decided to hurt you. How could anyone even want to hurt you. You were too kind, sweet, and generous for anyone to even be able to do that. It should have been a crime in general. But soon you had to leave the game. Well more like you just cried yourself to sleep trying to forget about your eye. And you felt like a crybaby for being so sensitive over what seemed like nothing. But not to them.

“ And you didn’t even try to comfort them!? Cater I expected better from you!” Riddle snapped at him.

“ Don’t you think I tried not every one here has as good of control over breaking their code!” He testified.

“ Geez it sounded like they were in some Black Friday sale! Plus their eye already looks a bit swollen. “ Ace committed.

Unknowingly to you your beloved characters had gained some sort of sentience throughout your time playing. One by one they had all come to a sense of some kind of humanity from your constant ranting to them. But you always would brush it off. And it’s starting to not be as easy to brush off.

“ You know if someone could just hurry up already the herbivore wouldn’t be having this problem.” Leona tsked glaring at a certain firey blue haired man.

“ Do…Dont you dare start this with me again! If …IF you think it’s sooooo easy then be my guest and help at least!” He flipped the lion off.

“ Hey hey! Let’s not fight Idia is trying his best! Plus I think we should focus on our sunshine at the moment!” Kalim said before the two tried to kill each other again.

“ For once I agree with him.” Jamil said as the others agreed.

For they had all been planning to make your wish come true one way or another you would become part of their world. Just in the meantime try to focus a bit more on some of their out of character voice lines from now on ok? You’ll be with them sooner than you know it.

@41sh4 I have delivered your sentient twst idea! Hope it was up to your standards.

And to everyone else I hope you all enjoyed and are having a wonderful day/ or that it gets better!

Sincerely-Cup1dT3a 💖💕

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #twst x reader

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brainrot-has-overtaken-me · 25 days

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ReLife Drabble

I have been taken ahold by this prompt from @dat1angel. It has me in its grips currently (and may or may not be distracting me from other things I should be doing) I can't stop think about it.

I will say I have never wrote a full fanfiction by myself, though I have co-wrote and beta'd fic before, so who knows if I will actually finish this, but I have already planned it out to through the fist death loop. So y'all will at least get up until then, even if it's slow coming cause finals season and then I'm going out of country for a bit.

Anyways here's a lil drabble of what I have so far:

“Here we go again.” Jimmy thought disparagingly as he looked around the clearing that everyone was waking up in after suddenly being transported there. He had just been swimming with the cod in his empire when a purple glow began to surround him, causing him to pass out only to wake up in whatever game the Watchers have in store for them this time. Looking around the clearing Jimmy recognized the 13 other faces with him, noticing that the Watchers chose to drag the cast from that time they had soulmates in these games back.

Standing up as everyone else began to orientate themselves as to being in the games once again, a loose circle formed while attention started to turn towards Grian to find out what the catch was this time around. “While we all understand that what happens in these games is ‘no harm, no foul,’ there is still some tension between us from Double Life, even though we’ve had games since then. So They have brought us all back together to ‘fix’ it. I can tell that there is something else They want to achieve, though They are not giving any details. Other than that there is no gimmick this time around, a new world with borders as usual and just normal 3rd Life rules…”

While Grian was explaining the ins and outs of the three life system in case anyone had forgotten, Jimmy’s mind began to wander, thinking about why they were dragged here once more. “The Watchers can claim it’s to ‘fix’ the tension leftover from Double Life, but if that was truly the case, why wasn’t Lizzie here? Or Mumbo? Or Zed? Or really just anyone who was also affected by the relationships that were formed during Double Life even if they weren’t in the games themselves. Most of the tension afterwards came from those that were on the outside not understanding the games and the situations we were put in. And even then, most relationships have come to some agreement or understanding over what happened and the new bonds formed. Barely any tension was still held between players, though in some cases like Mumob, Scar and Grian trust was having to be rebuilt. But overall it doesn’t make much sense to bring just the Double Life players back to ‘fix’ themselves, without any gimmicks. And this secret motive Grian could sense, what could that be-?”

“And with that the game has begun. The grace period is over and any damage taken from this point on can and will result in consequences. Welcome to ReLife.” Grian’s explanation of the game comes to an end, drawing Jimmy back into the conversations around him as people split off to begin gathering resources while the sun is still up. Breaking off from everyone else, Jimmy began to collect some wood, basic tools, and easy food. Looking for a surface cave that hasn’t been claimed yet, he was still caught in thought by what the Watchers want from them. “He’s a champion of the Listeners for Aeor’s sake! He understands Their motives somewhat. Watchers like entertainment and feed off of high emotions, though They like chaos and other negative ones the best. They wouldn’t want the tension from Double Life to be resolved so what could this secret motive be?”

Coming across a small cave opening in a hill he could spot a bit of surface iron and coal. Figuring this is as good as he’s gonna get, seeing as most of the good caves are probably claimed, Jimmy jumps on into the small opening to gather a bit of coal for torches before setting up a spot with furnaces and tackling gearing up. After about fifteen minutes of mining the visible iron without exploring too deep into the cave he figures he’s collected enough iron for a few tools and maybe a piece or armor or two. Turning around he heads back to his furnaces to take a small break while everything begins to smelt. Hearing footsteps approach, he begins to turn around when a voice calls out.

“Hi Jimmy!” Scott’s voice drifts through the cave opening. Fully turning around he sees his husband smiling down at him as Scott continues to mirror the same greeting he gave so many years ago in the first game. “Of all people I find it’s you.” Climbing down to join him in the cave, Jimmy can’t help but smile at his husband’s soft laughter at how they were brought together once again.

“Out of all people I run into first Petal, it’s you. How are you holding up? I haven’t gotten much gear yet, been running across the surface for so long looking for either people or a place to settle first.”

“I’m doing okay. I kind of just wandered off looking for a cave without anyone in it, needing to think, but I’ve found enough iron for some tools and maybe a few pieces of armor. They’re smelting right now, but maybe we can split it?” He saw a soft but concerned look cross Scott’s eyes at his words.

“If you’re offering, I wouldn’t mind having some for a few pieces of gear, maybe a shield? I’m sure we can find more to be enough for both of us if we go deeper into the caves. But Petal, what’s got you stuck in your head so much that you went looking to be alone?” His voice conveyed nothing but concern and care for the other.

“Its just that Secret Life ended not too long ago, it’s too soon to be in the games again. Plus They like our suffering! Find it entertaining! Why do they want us to ‘fix’ our relationship issues after Double Life?” He began pacing, voicing his frustration a little louder as he got worked up. “And this ‘something else’ that Grian could sense. What is it? What secret agenda do They have? With no gimmicks this time around to add onto, it can’t be entertaining enough for Them to actually feed! And with my curse of being first out everytime, I know that I probably won’t be around long enough to get answers.” Towards the end of his rant, the frustration in his voice turned to tears as Scott came up to hug him.

“While I don’t have answers for you Petal, you’re not cursed. You have bad luck Jimmy and sometimes these guys don’t make it easy for you.” Reaching into his inventory, Scott pulled out a very familiar flower, “With the circumstances being so familiar as all those years ago, I promise that this time I won’t become a widow and you will make it to the end. That is if you’ll marry me again, Love?” Scott asked, breaking the hug and extending the poppy in his hands towards Jimmy.

#i hope this is okay!#i hope you like it #this is seriously my first time solo creative writing #so im a little nervous #but this prompt has taken over my brain #the brainrot is brainrotting #life series #trafficblr #traffic light smp #jimmy solidarity #smajor1995 #flower husbands #fanfic #fanfiction

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shitpostingsystem · 4 months

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bsd headcanons (mostly just skk and fyolai tbh)

fyodor and nikolai commit tax evasion

dazai and fyodor got drunk and are now legally and platonically married in the state of nevada (they got married in vegas)

dazai and fyodor wear their wedding rings every day

dazai and fyodor are hashtag besties i ship them qpr style

dazai is bi

chuuya is gay and gendfluid

dazai and chuuya are romantically married (in yokohama)

chuuya’s ring is on dazai’s left ring finger, fyodor’s is on his right

fyodor and nikolai got romantically married in kyiv, ukraine. they don’t pay taxes to anyone so there’s no need to get legally married

ranpo and poe are romantically married (legally and ceremony in yokohama). kenji was the flower boy and karl was the ring bearer

sigma and yosano are aro/ace and besties

fyodor and nikolai are sigma’s parents but sigma has to babysit his dads so they don’t do anything too illegal

fyodor and nikolai call each other besties while holding a knife to each other’s throats and making out (basically canon ibr)

fyodor isn’t dead because fuck you. he gets a cool prosthetic arm and nikolai keeps his flesh arm in a vacuum seal bag in his freezer

gin ships sskk and skk

nikolai chews wrigley’s mint gum if he can’t get ahold of a mint leaf

when people ask sigma his age he’s like “25” because he doesn’t want to explain “i’m 3 and was fanfictioned to life”

dazai and fyodor play chess together

sigma knows a shit ton about history but doesn’t explain why he knows it (not even he does)

odasaku isn’t dead he left the mafia with dazai and joined the ada where he lives happily ever after and writes a shit ton of books amen

the tanazaki siblings don’t exist

rashoumon and beast beneath the moonlight made out during dead apple you can’t convince me otherwise

atsushi has internalized homophobia/transphobia because of course he does so when he gets down bad for akutagawa he’s like “but i can’t like guys!!! that’s immoral!!” he talks it out with yosano and she ships sskk

dazai has zero rizz to women but all the rizz in the world to men. bro can pull a hundred guys for one woman

dazai actually almost kills himself one time and chuuya was like “stop it. get some help” /ref and now chuuya is dazai’s therapist

fukazawa is an ordained minister

odasaku is that one writer with too many oc’s not even he can keep track of (me)

dazai goes catatonic during panic attacks

ranpo got diagnosed with autism and was like: “no way” and fukazawa was like: “you’re the most autistic person i’ve ever met”

#bsd ramblings #shitpost #bsd headcanons #bsd spoilers #kinda not really

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nerdieforpedro · 5 months

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Christmas List

Robbie Reyes (Ghost Rider - AOS) x female reader

Fanfiction rating: All ages

(My entire blog though is 18+)

Masterlist

Summary: You make lists for many of the things you do. Robbie found one of your lists and it made him think about his relationship with you.

Notes: I watched all ten of Gabriel Luna's Ghost Rider episodes. I wanted to write something that was fluffy. I still have a little fluff in me. Might even be able to write more.

Warnings: None, all fluff (Scout’s honor)

Word count: 671 (Drabble 🤭)

Robbie sat at the kitchen table staring at a list you’d left. You were big on them, making them for shopping, tasks at work, keeping track of tasks around the house, all sorts of things. He didn’t expect that before you went out shopping for groceries you’d started another list, a more personal one:

Mention that Christmas is in a few weeks - done

Put up some decorations, not too many to start - done for now haven’t settled on a tree yet

Find ugly sweater from last year - found it need a new one too small

See if I can convince Robbie to wear a Christmas sweater - wore it under his jacket so a win?

Maybe can get him to wear a cute hat with a bell

Find a little red dress with whatever that white fuzz stuff fringe maybe - ask Anna

Buy Robbie some red boxers for fun - even if he doesn’t wear them it will still make me giggle.

Bake cookies with Robbie - neither of us should burn them maybe

Ask him about visiting my family - we’ll visit Gabe and his girlfriend first. Might be too early to ask.

Reyes chuckled to himself softly reading over the things you wanted to buy for him but also do with him. Your list was primarily centered on him and while that did warm his heart, he wondered why you’d only had one ask of him.

Visiting your family.

Robbie and Gabe’s parents were gone from this world long ago and hadn’t told you about his uncle and all that happened with him. From the look on your face, you suspected more but didn’t push it. Gabe had changed the subject to making fun of Robbie never wearing sandals on account of his messed up feet which led to a roar of laughter from the table but he knew you hadn’t forgotten. He wondered what else you held back on because you were good at reading emotions he thought he hid.

When you came through the door with both hands full of groceries, you smiled and kissed his cheek. After setting them down on the table you paused after hearing a small chime. Robbie was wearing a red elf hat with a bell attached at the end with the red sweater you’d bought him - no jacket over it.

“Hey Chica, I found a good hat, though I’m not sold on those boxers.” He grinned and heat came to your cheeks. He’s seen your list. After putting away all the groceries, the both of you sat down as you sipped some egg nog. You’d gone and put on your own green sweater that had snowflakes on it. Laughs were had as he bobbed his head around making it jingle more.

“Did you read the entire thing?” You asked after taking another sip of your egg nog and licking your top lip.

“Yeah I did. You could have just asked me, I’d love to visit Gabe and his girl.” He leaned forward on the table, titling his head, but difficult to take seriously because he softly chimed.

“I wasn’t sure how to ask. You didn’t even want me to tell them about you until a few months ago, after I had moved in. I already let them know my address change but they didn’t know why Robbie. I…” Trailing off, you looked away before reaching across and taking ahold of his hand, your thumb tracing his knuckles.

“I love you and I’m proud on you. I know you’re not always because of the darkness in you but you’re more than that. You’re my Robbie. I wanna show you off.” Your grip strengthened with the wide smile you gave him.

Pensive, Robbie stood and walked around the table, placing an arm across your shoulders. “Chica wants to show me off huh? Alright. We’ll see Gabe and then head to your family. You are always telling me about your Mom’s sweet potato bake. I'll get to taste it in person.” He pecks your cheek and holds you tight.

A promise of a new Christmas tradition.

Tag list: @musings-of-a-rose @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @trulybetty @legendary-pink-dot @morallyinept @undercoverpena @laurfilijames @linzels-blog @frenchiereading @secretelephanttattoo @for-a-longlongtime @rhoorl @fhatbhabie @megamindsecretlair @saturn-rings-writes @pamasaur @grogusmum @sp00kymulderr @theywhowriteandknowthings @maggiemayhemnj @magpiepills @yorksgirl @fhatbhabie

#fanfiction #gabriel luna #ghost rider #robbie reyes #fluff #I actually wrote fluff!#aos #agents of shield #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d.#robbie reyes x reader #robbie reyes x female reader

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ofmermaidstories · 8 days

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Hi! I hope you're doing well!

I'm new here. (Well to your tumblr and twitter accounts). And I just wanted to, like, tell you I enjoy your writing.

I literally binge-read your Surrender (whenever you're ready) and Something (just like this) fanfics in two and a half nights. I have never, absolutely ever, in all my years reading fanfiction, actually reading fiction at all, read such gorgeous stories. The way you write both Izuku and Bakugou - Bakugou especially and his relationship with Weeds(which still has me squealing days after) - has me on a chokehold. And the whole plot for both is so- well-written and moving and just sweet. (I ADORE Haruto and Hitomu+Yua from their respective fanfictions alot too).

(This also led to me binging all your other fanfictions😊😅<3)

I have so so many emotions about it, good ones, but my hands get stuck and I don't know how to type them out. But...

You're literally a blessing. And I checked your account (which I hope doesn't come as creepy 😿) and you're such a sweet person too. Like I'm in love. (as a friendly term 😊)

I hope you're staying hydrated, happy and healthy, and enjoying yourself right now!

(Coming from a relatively new person, I really hope I haven't weirded you out! You're pretty free to ignore my ask or anything if that's the case!><)

Lady, hello. 🥺 Thank-you for popping in and saying hi!!!! It’s not creepy at all; it’s why I keep the tumblr, actually, because I think some people find it easier to say hello more casually than like, commenting via AO3. Well, that and being able to post about My Hero whenever the mood strikes me, lmao.

I’m so gratified to hear you like the kids, though, espeically. 🥺 I like thinking of them like… existing in the world Hori’s built, crossing paths without knowing it, lmao. Hitomu walking past Weed’s flower shop while out with Miki, or on the search for a specific comic or something. Yua and Haurto seeing the same trauma counsellor, in some non-descript office in a part of the city they’d never otherwise be in. I know I’m answering this a little late, but did you know that yesterday—May the 5th—was Children’s Day in Japan? On the tail end of Golden Week. 🎏✨🥹 Kids in parks and temples everywhere, bright carp kites/flags… I like imagining the festivities being patrolled by brightly-coloured superheroes, like Deku, who’s just so grateful he can be there. Bakugou, who gets accosted by kids with paper hats made in his colours, or something. Haru playing with other kids in a park while Weeds sits on a bench as Akane gossips and her daughter tells her to stop, LOL. Yuachan with her parents, her mum holding her hand tightly as they move through the crowds. 🥺 Hitomu and Miki are out with Miki’s friends, looking at comics or shopping on some bright street while they argue about the latest boy band Miki likes, LOL. And Scribbles is half a city away, sitting in the studio with the door open for the spring sunshine, waiting for Deku’s patrol to end.

You’re so sweet, Lady. 🥺 I kept ahold of this ask longer than I should’ve because it felt like a token. 🥹 Warding off the wobbles. Thank-you for saying such lovely things about the fics. 🥺😭💖 It’s always a welcome reminder that they find their way to the people that want them. 🥹 I hope your weekend was gentle. 🌷🌾🎐

#ofmermaidstories-asks #it’s monday for me today and it’s so bright and warm outside!!#in another life — series

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adalwolfgang · 1 year

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🖤Hyperfixation Station💛

Helloo I'm Adal! (Any pronouns) Certified Jervis Tetch (Benedict Samuel) enjoyer along side jervis-tetch-my-beloved! I'm here to write, draw, and make friends in whatever fandom I have stumbled into!

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xxhornyonmainxx · 2 years

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Pretty Boy

Pairing: Steve Harrington X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Dom!Reader, Sub!Steve, Thigh Riding, Pretty boy Steve cumming in his pants, semi-public sex, porn no plot, degration+praise kink, hand job

AN: Hi this is the first piece of fanfiction I’ve written in 2-3 years, so I hope you enjoy!

“-and with Eddie “the freak” Munson? Yeah, I’ll pass.”, Steve pauses for moment before uttering, “ew whatever.” He continues, “Besides I really dig this girl, I think she could, who knows, maybe she could be the one?” He darts his from the phone to the parking lot when he notices your red Ford Escort. “Shit, Dustin I’ll call you back, bye!”, he practically slams the phone.

“Robin I’m going to need you to cover for me, I’ll be back in like, 20 minutes?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

“I’ll repay somehow I promise”, he tells her practically racing to the back, “Thank you, you’re the best!”

Robin let’s put a groan in protest, but Steve’s ignores her. Steve would never turning down an opportunity to fuck you, let alone at work. When he opens the back door, you smirk at him.

“What’s the rush pretty boy?”,

“I missed you so fucking much”, he practically pounces on you.

Normally you wouldn’t let this slide, but his desperation is too entertaining to stop. You grab ahold of his wrist. You position him against the brick wall, placing your thigh in between his legs.

“Do you wanna get off, pretty boy?”,

“Please”, Steve begged,

“The go ahead”,

Steve was a little confused at first. That was until you started teasing him with your knee. He slowly started to move back and forth against your soft thighs. A small moan escaped him, as the seam in his jeans managed brush his tip.

“Please”, he purred, grinding desperately against your thigh,

“Please what Steve?”,

“Please, want more”,

“Awww” you mocked, “Are you so stupid you can’t even get yourself off? You need my help baby?”,

“Y-yes ma’am”

As much as you love making Steve “The Hair” Harrington whine, you didn’t want to get caught.

“Only if you stay quiet.”

He nods vigorously. You unzip his jeans before carefully gliding your hand into his boxers. You thumb grazes his tip causing him to gasp. You circle you thumb around his tip until it’s impossible for him to stay still. You remove your thumb making him pout, and start to slowly jerk him off.

“That feel good baby?”

“Ye-yes ma’am… So so good”

You speed up your pace. Steve bites his lip, eyes rolling into the back of his head. You can tell he on the verge of cumming.

“You gonna cum baby? Come on, cum in your pants like the needy slut you are”

Steve eyes go wide, his breathing becoming jagged, before BOOM! He cums all over your hand and his boxes.

You take your hand, individually cleaning each finger with a loud pop. Steve takes his hand dragging down he face as he groans at your performance. Once you’re done, you zip up his jeans before placing a kiss on his cheek.

“See you tonight, pretty boy”

AN: Sorry if this isn’t the most accurate, I’ve only ever been with women. Hope you enjoyed

#steve harrington #steve harrington smut #sub!steve #Steve Harrington fluff #Steve Harrington x Reader #Steve Harrington x y/n #stranger things smut #sub!steve harrington

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errielovesu · 1 month

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Too sweet

chapter 1 of my first oc fanfiction, please be nice to be I cringe too don't worry, be sure to read the prologue for some extra context or something and yeah enjoy :3 (not proof read im too lazy)

cw/tw: none as of now

Besides beer himeno is a sucker for strawberry milk and maybe banana milk, usually one or the other is in stock but this time had to be my lucky day when none of them are in stock and now i'm not sure what i'm going to fill the fridge with now since we can't just only have beer in there, frustrated I head to the checkout counter and pay for the pain au chocolat that i've always had since I was a child, casually I walk myself back to me and himeno’s apartment, it's around 10 am and she's probably still asleep.

Yesterday everyone in division 4 went out for drinks, rare thing now a days but himeno wanted an excuse to not drink alone or with me since apparently, lately i've just been quiet maybe that's why himeno took me out to drink, it was nothing out the ordinary just so light drinking for me and just having mindless conversation with the other members. As I approach the elevator to get up to my floor I spot a familiar face. “Val-len-tine!!!” Power’s voice echoes through the lobby as she runs at full speed towards my direction she quickly gets ahold of my arm and squeezes me, clear that someone did not want to cook breakfast for the hungry girl, Denji approaches with caution since Power dislikes him talking to me, “Hey valentine, the evil man over there told us no breakfast from him because me and power stayed up playing cards and he couldn’t get his beauty sleep” denji exclaims, looking into powers eye she nods and points at the tall “evil” man that did not cook them a breakfast, I walk towards him as he looks anywhere but my direction.

“Hey aki..” I poke him on the shoulder, “did you not get your beauty sleeep?” I continue the joke, still not even a look from the man, power snarks at him, “Lets just go up to your apartment and you can make me a delicious breakfast, i'm starving hereeeeeeeee” power squeals, I sigh and nod in agreement, “You're welcome to join too by the way aki…ill let you use the balcony, yeah?” usually I wouldn’t dare let him near the balcony or himeno, I told them if they needed to smoke to do it somewhere else because I couldn’t stand my plants dying, aki looks back, making eye contact with me then power, he slowly starts walking towards the elevator, “I think I just convinced him to stop being evil power” I chuckle.

Opening the door to the apartment, denji and power scurry like rats into the couch and bean bag in the living room, I set my bag down at the kitchen and head to wake up the sleeping himeno herself, knocking softly on the door I call out her name and after a few russels and groans she's up, “You better wear something to cover yourself or no food for you” knowing she will not obey my instruction she walks out in whatever she passed out with. The tv is on, the apartment is loud and warm. “Powers plate is on the left, the rest of you can sit wherever you want” I slightly demand with my voice, everyone surrounds the table and aki is nowhere to be found but of course one glance to the right and he is right on the balcony just admiring the totally interesting sky, I get up from my seat and walk over to the sliding doors that enclose the balcony, sliding them gently and stepping over and sliding the door shut behind me. “I did your job, could you finish now and have something to eat?” He glances my direction, I can barely look at him because its so bright outside, squinting my eyes I ask him to come in, he throws the cigarette out the window, “before you sit down though, can you wash your hands? I can barely stand the smell on himeno when we eat I don't need you to add on to her please” I ask with a bit of sarcasm on my face, Aki never gives me any reactions when I speak, sometimes I hate speaking to him, it feels like i'm speaking to a wall that thinks im stupid or something. “I got it.” Finally a response comes out of his mouth, I motion towards the table and slide the door open again.

Today is rather quiet, it's about noon now and everyone is doing their own thing around the apartment, himeno and aki are talking, and i'm over here babysitting power and denji. “You know she doesnt like boys, stop trying to talk to her” power sticks her tongue out at denji, “why is this always a discussion with you two? Denji doesnt even talk to me because you scare him away power, look at where he's sitting right now power” I laugh as denji is a good 2 feet away from me, powers attachment to me makes me happy, she's sweet and funny when she isn't doing anything for personal gain and her cat likes me so she automatically likes me more because of meowy.

“Val, we need to start heading out soon, please kick them out I don't want to do it myself” Himeno says walking towards her room, I stand up and sigh, “well you heard her, you guys also have things to do so please make her happy” I start walking the duo towards the door, aki follows behind me as I open the door for power and denji to walk out, I move to the side to give aki a chance to leave as well, as hes walking out he looks at me, weird, he's just staring me down like he wants to say something, “Thanks.” That's it? It took him that long to utter the word thanks? I dislike non aggressive aki…it's hard to speak to him when he's giving me auto generated response, “anytime, but don’t think ill let you smoke near my plants again” I smile at him, he starts walking towards the elevator where denji is waving goodbye to me and power is just intensely looking at him, waving back I close the door and head to change myself.

Himeno and I headout the house and embark on whatever Ms.Makima has planned for us and it'll always end with himeno complaining, either way it's the job we have to do so she’ll shut up eventually. Himeno opens the door for me to enter Makimas office, “Hello, valentine.” makima said to me, greeting himeno next. “I've been alerted about a demon with a piece of the gun devil is roaming around Shinjuku station, it's unknown what type of demon it is, if you could go and patrol that area to give everyone peace of mind it would be appreciated.” Quickly me and himeno leave to head to our destination, and soon the complaining will start. “Shinjuku? Really the most populated place we could go to, I hate her stupid assignments, its always some low level slime sucking devil!” I just let her take it out, we shortly started heading towards a train to take us.

Arriving at Shinjuku station I'm quickly distracted by the thousands of stores I could be exploring but sadly I'll have to focus on finding the devil disturbing, me and himeno walk the streets up and down just patrolling with nothing to be found. Me and himeno stop for some lunch, i'm not really interested in eating anything so I just had a drink while with fascination I watch her eat the burger she bought, wondering what this day is gonna lead us to.

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⸻ Topside, Male Oc x Reader ⸻

chapter Two: (Nice Haul?)

characters: female reader, Vi, Powder, Mylo, Claggor, Vander, Oc,

genre: fanfiction, Arcane

summary: Life has been hard for you're friends and family in the Lanes. Doing odd jobs to get by is second nature for you, but will one job topside really change your lives?

word count: 2595

Previous / Next

We walked into the start of the underground, the sun was getting low and it left a warm glow on the practically abandoned streets. I enjoyed every time we passed an alleyway that let the sun through. The warm feeling made me slow my pace and embrace the warm feeling, it couldn’t be beat. The best feeling in the world. In the abandoned streets it was quiet as we all walked in silence. No one hung out this close to Piltover, It was a death sentence. No one wanted to deal with the enforcers. But as we walked I could feel eyes on us and I shifted my weight earning the attention of the others. They knew what that action meant. I could hear footsteps coming up behind us. I clenched my jaw knowing something was up.

“Nice Haul?” I could hear from behind us. I didn’t dare look at the blonde kid we had passed. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with these guys.

“You could say that,” Mylo says trying to get them off our backs only to earn a look from Vi… If anything, saying that would make them more interested. We needed to get home before we caused more problems.

“I heard there was some action from across the river… Someone really kicked up the nest, huh?” He says and I finally turn and glare at him, couldn’t he just leave us alone? He looks at me and only smirks, my eyes only narrow more. I remember this guy… from before what happened on thee bridge years ago. But even if I remembered him, doesn’t mean I liked him.

“Is that so?” Vi asks turning ready to get back to our long walk back, only to see a few kids blocking the path. I turned back to the blonde and watched him carefully as he stalked towards us. I lowered my stance getting ready for a fight. His eyes gleamed in amusement as he saw me, itching for a fight.

“But now you're, you're tracking this mess of yours through my streets.” He says making me blink and cracking my knuckles.

“Your streets? What makes you think...” I say lowly stepping forward only to get interrupted by Claggor. I briefly glare at him before turning my anger to the blonde.

“Listen, we don't want any trouble, okay?” He says trying to diffuse the situation, I wanted out of this situation as much as him. We don’t need a fight on our hands after what we just did. No doubt it’s spread to Calin and Vander by now.

“Hear that, Deckard? They don't want any trouble.” I hear to my left letting my eyes shift to him.

“You know, in my experience, trouble finds you. There's no reason this has to get ugly. How about you share a little taste of your treasure there and we'll call it even?” I roll my shoulders and stretch my neck.

“No, no, no. We worked too hard to...” Mylo said making me place a hand on his shoulder. I earned a confused look from him before Vi stepped forward.

“Just a taste?” She asks and I can see an evil glint in Deckard's eyes. I roll my jaw letting my hand fall and watch closely as Vi takes the bag and swings it up hitting him under the chin. I raise my head chin held high. Just like that Vi throws Powder our loot and the fight breaks loose. I stayed in front of Powder keeping her safe as much as possible. That was until I saw a second guy go after Vi behind her back. Jumping into action I slide forward kicking his feet from underneath him. Hitting the ground he looks up at me with a glare. I just smirk letting him get back to his feet. He snarled as he threw himself at me and it was like my body moved on its own.

I dodged every hit he tried to make on me. I couldn’t help but smile as I reached out to grab ahold of his stretched-out arm and moved swiftly so it was pinned against his back I chuckle behind him as I pin him harshly up against the wall as he struggles to get free. But as I go to do more damage an arm slides around my throat and pulls me off of him. Losing air quickly my arm goes up trying to create space between his arm and my neck. I move my other hand up and feel around for the perfect spot and as swiftly as I can I jab my hand into his atoms apple. He quickly lets go and I block the hits that the guy in front of me was planning to take. As I throw an attack at the guy in front of me I feel my feet get taken from under me and my arm collides with the ground harshly.

I let out an uncomfortable grunt feeling the now obvious twist my arm held. I was being pulled by my foot through the dry dirt, kicking up dust. I growl pulling my knee towards me causing my body to drag closer to the guy before I kick him over. I see him hit his head and fall unconscious. As I am helping myself up I see the others finished dealing with the others. I help myself up joining the others.

“This day is turning out alright after all,” Mylo exclaims looking at the bodies on the floor before turning to the rest of us. I rolled my eyes grabbing a roll of fabric on a create nearby. I started to wrap my wrist which was already starting to get swollen.

“Wait!” We all hear causing us all to turn and see Deckard with a knife pointed at us. I raised my eyebrows. The guy looked terrible there was no way he would win just because he had a knife. I rolled my eyes continuing to wrap my wrist uncomfortably. I watch as Violet walks up to him and gets closer to his blade.

“You wanna see how that ends?” She asked unamused before he slumped away into the darkness. She quickly looks around seeing Powder no longer with us. “Where's Powder?” she asks and I frown looking around. I figured she just was hiding but when she didn’t come out I started to get worried. We went to the meeting place and found her waiting for us. I sighed with relief patting her blue hair. Everyone seemed relieved she was safe… That was until we found out she lost the loot.

“You did what?” Mylo yells making me roll my eyes. For some reason, the uneven stone under my feet seemed more interesting than watching Mylo yell at Powder.

“I'm sorry. I tried to fight him off with Mouser, but... she didn't work.” Powder explains timidly I just frowned letting my shoulders droop. I could sense everyone's annoyance.

“Who saw that coming?” Mylo asks raising his hand, I lean forward from my spot against the wall.

“Lay off Mylo,” I warned earning an eye roll from him. I knew he wasn’t happy with me either, but he needed to calm down.

“We never should have gone over there.” Claggor groaned banging his head on a wall in shame as I stared down Mylo who started to glare back.

“Doesn't matter. The stuff's gone. It's all right, Powder. At least you're okay.” Vi says to Powder as we enter the building. The dusty place made me want to sneeze.

“Okay? What about us? I get my face bashed in, and she just gets a pass?” Mylo asks walking up next to Vi. I don’t take my glare off of him.

“Yup.” Vi turns to him and simply says, a throb brings my attention away and I look down at my wrist. I noticed all the others didn’t get that badly hurt. And while a twist was better than a sprain… I wouldn’t be at peak performance so it could heal before it became a sprain. We all walk to the elevator as Violet does the honors of turning it on. The entire elevator room sways unsafely and we start to go down.

“Every time... Every time she comes, something goes wrong. She jinxes every job.” Mylo says before looking at me with the same frustrated look he gave Powder.

“Just drop it, Mylo,” Vi says before looking over the underground as we lower into its hazy glory. I watched with a dull expression as a green glow from all the lights made the haze illuminate the shadows.

“Vander and Calin aren’t going to be happy with us… are they?” I heard Powder comment as we looked over the city. I huffed, I hated this place so much. And being top side all day made me hate it more.

“Definitely,” I say shoving my hands in my pockets. We get out of the elevator and start to walk towards the lanes. I ignored Mylo as he took a fruit as we passed a stand. I kept my eyes out for anything that was deemed interesting. That and making sure I didn’t see my parents. I finally looked up as we neared the last drop. I averted my eyes as I slowed my steps walking to the alley next to the establishment… If my parents were there I didn’t want to risk it so I made a glance around heading into the alley. I quickly did some easy jumps that got me to the roof. I walked over the unsteady material till I got to a hatch Vander let me install. Opening the hatch I slide in silently onto the beams that held up the ceiling. I skillfully walked over the beams before reaching a board I had brought so I could lay in between the beams. There was a piece of fabric between two boards acting as a Hammock. I sighed flopping down into the fabric and swaying a little. I don’t move as the door opens knowing it was the four.

“Did he see you?” I ask from up in my position making Mylo and Claggor flinch.

“Holy shit,” Mylo swears, I startled them which made me smirk with glee.

“You need to learn how to let yourself be known. It’s so creepy.” Claggor comments and I roll my eyes.

“That’s the point. Did he see you?” I grumbled crossing my arms with a frown. They all flop onto the chairs.

“Yes, freak…” I hear Mylo mumble. I clench my jaw feeling the emotions wanting to surface.

“Vander learns nothing alright,” Violet says looking around, I just stare at the hatch I left open. We messed up so badly today.

“No worries there… Powder took care of the evidence for us.” Mylo sneers at her, I close my eyes fed up with his whining. He messes up too, he needs to learn how to work with us.

“I tried, okay? You don't get it. You're older, you're bigger. It, it isn't fair.” She argues I didn’t have to look at her to see she was already beating herself up over what happened.

“So stick with us! Take a punch or two” Mylo shouts angrily and I let my hand run over my face. That’s when Vander enters the room causing everyone to go silent. He looks around and raises his eyebrows.

“Everyone all right?” I hear his voice ask and purse my lips to stay silent.

“Never better. Good.” Mylo muttered unhappily. I Didn’t dare move, I couldn’t tell if Calin was with him. Part of me wished he was… and another didn’t want to see his disappointed face.

“I don't suppose you can explain why it is that I'm hearing about an explosion and a foot chase topside? Five children fleeing the scene… What the hell were you thinking?” He asks, I just looked out of the hatch above me. I longed to see the stars. I bet they are so clear in Piltover… I can’t even see them from here.

“That we can handle a real job.” Violet's voice reminded me that we were in fact in big trouble.

“A real job?” Vander asks in disbelief, I could sense Violet starting to get defensive. I moved my leg to push myself from the beam.

“We got our own tip, and planned a route, nobody even saw.” Vi starts only to be interrupted. I swayed calming me down.

“You blew up a building.” says unamused. I traced the buildings above with my eyes. He was right.

“That wasn't...”

“Did you even stop to think about what could have happened to you? Eh? To them?” Vander asks sighing, he was silent for a second thinking before he started again. “Where did you even get this tip?” He asked and I winced silently, I didn’t want Ekko to be thrown under the bus.

“We just heard it at Benzo's shop,” Powder says quietly and I knew it was too late.

“From?” Vander asks waiting for the bad news.

“Little Man…” Powder finally gave in and I could hear Vander's deep sigh. My eyes fall from the opening above me to a spider I see crawling around. I place my hand down next to it and let it crawl over my hands as I hear them argue.

“I took us there. If you wanna be mad, be mad at me. But you're the one who always says we have to earn our place in this world” Violet contradicts Vander trying to stick up for our actions.

“I also told you time and time again, the Northside's off-limits. We stay out of Piltover's business.” He argued back, I felt like a coward being up here… I should be down there with everyone else getting lectured. But I knew if my mother walked in there would be hell to pay. So sitting up here is my best bet.

“Why? They've got plenty, while we're down here scraping together coins. When did you get so comfortable living in someone else's shadow?” Violet yells, her words make me freeze. That was a low blow Vi…

“Everyone out,” Vander says waiting for everyone to get out.

“[y/n]… you up there? I didn’t see you walk in with everyone else.” I hear him ask tiredly. I shift silently figuring he knew I was up here the whole time.

“Yeah…” I say simply. I didn’t want to make him more mad than he was. I knew how people got when they got mad. And I didn’t ever want to see Vander mad.

“Calin’s taking care of the bar, go and help him would ya?” He asks and I sigh closing the hatch, I start to hang only to remember my hurt wrist when I put pressure on it, hissing I lost my grip before falling onto the couch.

“You okay kid?” He asks noticing my slip. I keep my eyes on the ground as I walk towards the door.

“I’ve had worse,” I say before opening the door. I see Mylo and Claggor before I slam the door ignoring them walking up the stairs.

#arcane #arcane fanfic #vi arcane #jinx #mylo arcane #ekko arcane #vander #ekko #league of legends #oc x reader #oc #fanfiction #x reader

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