#i don't remember if anyone posted it but i swear i saw one that said
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Free Cake
Contrary to popular belief, Ladybug and Chat Noir weren’t in love. That didn’t stop them from having fun with it.
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Random oneshot, I know, but my brain is so freaking dry and this scenario hasn’t left me alone for a few days now. S1 LadyNoir has my heart in a vice grip, and I miss it desperately. For those who still have requests to fill, please be patient - I’m working as hard as I can.
It was a quiet night in Paris, a nice change for once.
One of the finest restaurants in the city saw another packed night, its patrons chatting pleasantly over delicious food, the skyline draped in evening noir the perfect backdrop.
Unbeknownst to most, two young adults crammed themselves into one of the booths, a bottle of expensive wine and decadent food split between them as they talked and laughed quietly amongst themselves. Their usual bright costumes were more subdued tonight, thanks to their kwamis’ power, and both donned crisp evening wear for the occasion.
A cat hero, with a comfy-looking turtleneck and black slacks, and a lady in a sleek crimson pantsuit with heels, both in matching domino masks - hardly an odd sight nowadays, since the exploits of Ladybug and Chat Noir led to the masks being a favored accessory by the youth of the city.
A sudden sharp gasp of delight cut through the murmur of the room, and one by one the tables fell silent as Chat Noir all but squealed in excitement. “Yes, of course I will! Oh, milady, you shouldn’t have!”
Just as quickly as silence fell upon the dining room did an even louder murmur ripple through it, excited patrons whispering and pointing, some pointing their cameras at the pair.
Ladybug knelt before her partner with a velvety black box, a shining ring with a sizeable diamond sitting proudly on its crown.
“He said yes!” Ladybug exclaimed, and the dining room erupted into applause and cheering for the heroes.
One of the waiters hurried over, obviously starstruck as he stumbled over his words to the duo. “Oh, oh my, congratulations to you both. May I get you anything off the dessert menu? On the house for the heroes of Paris, of course!”
Chat Noir and Ladybug exchanged a look of amusement, almost as if recalling a particularly humorous inside joke.
“The cherry cheesecake,” Ladybug stated, voice belying her mirth.
“I still can’t believe they buy it,” Chat Noir wheezed as they stumbled to their usual meeting spot, laughter bouncing off the roofs.
“I still can’t believe you kept that fake ring!” Ladybug jabbed with another bark of laughter, shaking the box. “That was, what, our last year of collége?”
“The Disneyland Paris trip,” he nodded, clutching his stomach. “Stop, stop, I have to stop laughing or I’m gonna throw up!”
The heroes sat side-by-side against a chimney as their laughter petered out to a chuckle.
Ladybug wiped her eyes, careful of her eyeliner, and Chat heaved a long, satisfied sigh.
The breeze was cool despite the summer heat, the moon shining brightly above despite the clouds floating lazily by.
It took all of a few seconds before one of them started giggling again.
“Ladybug,” Chat wanted to sound accusatory, but he couldn’t help it when he started laughing as he watched his partner double over with the force of it.
“The- the tabloids!” She cried, raucous cackling bubbling up despite her best efforts. “Alya is going to kill me when she finds out!”
“What, that Ladybug and Chat Noir got engaged for the twenty-third time?” He crowed, his shoes clacking against the rooftop as he began stomping his feet, vision going blurry from his laughing.
Somewhere else in the neighborhood, a light flicked on in one of the windows and someone shouted something - and it was enough to surprise them into silence for a moment before their giggling resumed, more muted this time.
“More like Ladybug and Chat Noir are a couple of menaces who disrupt the poor citizens of Paris of their sleep,” she snorted, resting her head against Chat’s.
“We’re the worst,” he agreed, another huff of a laugh escaping him as they finally began to calm down, staring up at the sky.
#miraculous ladybug#platonic ladynoir#i don't remember if anyone posted it but i swear i saw one that said#s1 ladynoir would pretend to get engaged in a fancy restaurant just for free cake#and my brain went slkdkfhslkdflkdwhflkshdsdkf
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Every Baby Needs a Daddy
Part 1/?
Modern au rock star!Eddie & sugar baby!Steve; alpha!Eddie/omega!Steve
Fall was in full swing and a chill was officially in the air at all times. Most especially as the sun started to go down. Eddie was warm in his leather jacket but for a brief moment his heart went out to the guy standing outside the bar, arms bare to the wind. He was dressed in a striped polo shirt and jeans, not quite what one might see in a dive bar like this.
But he was probably waiting for someone, so Eddie went inside without another thought, catching just the smallest whiff of his scent as he walked by. An omega. He was definitely waiting for someone then. No one kept their omega idling for long. Once inside, Eddie took his shades off, the lights low enough to keep most from recognizing him.
It helped that he was flying solo tonight. No band members or bodyguards in sight. It was nice to be anonymous sometimes. Not that fame and fortune ever got tiring, it was just a good change of pace. He posted up to the bar, ordered a beer, and got comfortable. He was right in the middle of a conversation with another patron about the current season's fishing prospects when that scent washed over him again something like lavender and petrichor.
Although, when Eddie looked over, that second part might've just been the scent of actual rain. The omega from outside was sitting next to him. The tops of his shoulders and head were damp.
"Was wonderin' when you'd come in and grace us with your presence", the bartender said.
The omega simply rolled his eyes and didn't order anything. Eddie saw him shiver and without thinking, took off his jacket and placed it over his shoulders. He realized what he'd done when the other man froze.
"Sorry you just looked cold and maybe you were but I shouldn't've just done something like that I can-I can take it back", he reached out.
"No", the omega held onto the jacket. "No, it's fine. I was cold. Thank you."
"I uh, saw you outside. Boyfriend making you wait?" Eddie inwardly cringed. He meant to be more subtle than that. Meant to say something anything else.
"Don't have one." The omega got a strange look as he finally looked Eddie square in the face. "Have I...seen you somewhere before? Sorry", he shook his head and let out a breath of laughter. "What I line. I swear I'm not-I'm not trying to come on to you or anything, I just know I've seen you on like tv or something."
Eddie couldn't judge on pick up lines after what he said about a boyfriend. "You...you might've." He looked around and contemplated for just a second before he continued. "Ever heard of Corroded Coffin?"
"They're a band, right? That's where I know you from?"
Eddie grinned. "Yeah, that's where." He could tell this guy just barely recognized him and that it wasn't an act.
"God, Dustin would kill me. I can hear him now. Sorry, I'm probably not the kind of fan you like running in to."
"I'll take polite conversation over groveling any day. So do you know any of the member's names?"
"I know there's the guy Dustin likes the most because he can play drums and the bass. He admires talented people like that. And he goes on and on about this Eddie guy, but I can never remember which one-you?"
"Me, handsome", Eddie grinned. "And your name?"
"Steve. But I also answer to 'handsome'."
Steve. Eddie had to taste it on his tongue. "Steve. And were you waiting for Dustin before the rain brought you in?"
Steve smiled now, adjusting Eddie's jacket across his shoulders. "No, I wasn't really waiting for anyone. And before you ask, Dustin is definitely not my boyfriend. I'm completely untethered." Steve ran a hand through his hair, not so damp anymore after they had been talking.
"You gonna order something or keep taking up space at my bar?", the bartender asked.
"What's your poison, Steve?"
"Oh, I can't pay you back", Steve said.
"Then don't. Order something."
"I mean I really can't pay you back, Eddie. I was hanging around outside because I...because I'm between paychecks right now. And I'm not that kind of omega." Steve's shoulders hunched up in shame and he looked like he was about to remove Eddie's jacket.
"I didn't say you were. You don't have to pay me like that. I take many forms of compensation. Including sparkling dialogue with gorgeous men."
"Really?", Steve asked, voice flat in disbelief.
"Really."
Steve turned to the bartender. "Whiskey sour please."
Eddie smiled. "So, what's your opinion on farmed fish versus wild caught?"
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Steve had been going through the worst day of his life. Work had been awful and he had wanted to scream. He ran out so quick that he forgot his jacket and was already halfway home when he remembered. He kept going. He wasn't going back there today. He got to his apartment, ready to fill his empty stomach with something only to find he was devoid of food.
Of course. He'd cleaned himself out with his last heat and hadn't gone grocery shopping since. He'd been eating out for the past week. And if he checked his bank account....
$10.43
And pay day wasn't for another three days. Steve was desperate. It was plenty of money if he went to the convenience store right outside his apartment. But the cashier there always gave him odd looks and he just didn't have the energy for it. He contemplated sending someone in to buy his stuff, but he wasn't feeling very trusting right now.
Which was how he ended up at the bar. The dollar store would've been an option last week, but it was a couple of miles away and his car was in the shop. He didn't even know what his plan was. Buy the cheapest drink and fill up on pretzels and nuts? It was why he was standing outside as the sun got lower, just feeling sorry for himself.
He just wished someone would take pity on him. Would see how hard he had been working and told him it was okay, he could take a break now and they'd take care of him.
Hell would probably freeze over first though.
Then the rain started and he couldn't waste time out here any longer. At least inside the bar, it was warm. Steve already wasn't looking forward to the walk home. What if it was still raining? He couldn't afford to get sick right now. He sat at the only empty seat at the bar and thought of the least pathetic way to ask for a cheap drink when something warm came over him.
It smelled of ginger and cinnamon and for a moment, Steve was drowning in it when he heard the owner of the jacket try to apologize for it and then take it back. Instinctively, Steve held onto it tighter.
"No, no, it's fine. I was cold. Thank you."
The alpha next to him said something about a boyfriend that Steve barely registered but figured out by context what he was asking.
"Don't have one." He shook his head and then actually looked the alpha up and down. Curly hair spilled over his shoulders and he looked smaller without the leather jacket that was currently over his own shoulders. There was something oddly familiar about him. Like he'd seen that face on his social media feed or something.
When Steve asked, he realized he was talking to a guy in Dustin's favorite band. He felt like an idiot. This guy was probably used to starstruck fans bowing at his feet and here Steve was, just treating him like a nobody. But try as he might, Steve couldn't pretend like he was some big deal, even imagining Dustin's lecture on proper celebrity sighting etiquette later didn't change things.
Then the alpha, Eddie his name was Eddie, introduced himself and then asked for his name, tacking on a compliment at the end of the question.
"Steve. But I also answer to 'handsome'." He couldn't help being a little hungry for some positive attention right now.
Then Eddie asked a very unsubtle question about Dustin, insinuating that he was some kind of boyfriend and Steve wanted to laugh. The little kid he had babysat that had been like the pain in the ass brother he never asked for definitely wasn't that. And he let Eddie know that.
"Dustin is definitely not my boyfriend. I'm completely untethered." He didn't know why he said it like that. He might as well have spread his legs and held up a sign that said 'open for business'. This guy was a literal rock star, he must have lustful groupies throwing themselves at him all the time. Wording it like that absolutely wasn't Steve intention. Even if his scent was so comforting and intoxicating.
Then the bartender urged them to order something and Steve felt his empty stomach drop. Eddie insisted on buying him a drink and Steve really wished he had the money for it because there was no way he was paying in any other way. And if Eddie was expecting that, he'd just as soon go back out into the rain, leaving the warm jacket behind.
"You don't have to pay me like that. I take many forms of compensation. Including sparkling dialogue with gorgeous men."
Steve searched his face for a bluff, any sign of dishonesty. But he saw none.
"Really?"
"Really."
So Steve ordered just as Eddie asked him something about fishing and clearly this night was not going to go the way he planned.
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Eddie was halfway through his second drink and knee deep in a conversation about the pros and cons of fishing compared to hunting. Apparently Steve's dad took him out hunting before he presented and afterward, his grandfather took him out on a couple of fishing trips.
"One just seems more fair, is all I'm saying", Steve said, still nursing his first drink. "One has you sneaking up on an unsuspecting animal. The other one you're just luring them. Fish know what they're getting into. Deer don't until they're already in your sights."
"You think very highly of fish intelligence", Eddie noted.
"I once had a year long beef with a friend's pet fish. Long story. But fish are smarter than they look." Then Steve's stomach growled. Very loudly. Embarrassingly loud.
"I don't know about you, but all this fish talk is making me hungry", Eddie said. "Can I buy you dinner?"
"I suppose I've got about twenty bucks worth of more conversation in me", Steve smiled, appreciating what Eddie was offering.
Eddie paid the tab and Steve put his arms into the jacket, then remembered Eddie might want it since it was cold outside. "Did you want-"
"Keep it on. I run hot anyway and we just need to make it to my car." That was a lie, Eddie had the circulation of a failing newspaper but he liked the look of Steve in his jacket too much to give it up. And the rain had stopped so now it was just damp and cold outside.
Steve thought he should feel wary of getting into a car with a stranger, especially a famous one. But he had his phone on him and Eddie was taking him to a place with a lot of people, so it was fine. Eddie put his sunglasses on as they went inside and asked for a table in the back, which the person up front gladly accommodated.
"Not to toot my own horn", Eddie said as they were seated. "But I can never tell when and where I'll get recognized. And I don't want any tabloids tomorrow morning." Because right now, Steve didn't just look like some random guy that Eddie was wining and dining. Right now, he looked like he belonged to Eddie.
"Got any funny stories?", Steve asked.
Eddie grinned and rolled his shoulders as he got comfortable in his seat. "Well, there was the one time I was literally in a tv studio about to be interviewed with the band and someone thought I was the boom guy."
"If I was dressing up on Halloween as a boom guy, I think I'd put on this general look", Steve said, gesturing to Eddie's whole body.
"And there was the time I got recognized while at a fabric store. I'm standing in line, basket full of sewing supplies and a bunch of floral fabrics, and this woman in her sixties asks for my autograph."
"Aren't you in a metal band?"
"Yeah and some of our most hardcore fans are women over 40", Eddie said. "Don't underestimate 'em."
A waiter came by and took their orders and they kept talking. Steve couldn't believe how badly his day had started because now it felt like he was flying above the clouds. Eddie actually seemed interested in what he had to say. And Steve was constantly thrown by the different directions Eddie took the conversation. From fishing, to getting recognized stories, to horrible customers, to the perils of sailing a boat.
"Never?"
"I remember going once as a kid and was scared shitless the whole time", Steve said. "Whoever decided it was okay for me to watch Titanic in kindergarten really messed me up."
"So besides that one time you've never been on a boat?", Eddie asked.
"My parents tried getting me on a yacht once and I started hyperventilating on the dock. I stayed on the boardwalk", Steve said. Just one of the many ways he'd been a disappointment.
After the meal, Eddie offered to drive Steve home. He wanted to. But after drinks and food and talking to Eddie for so long about nothing at all, Steve felt cautious. Had his guard lowered? If he let Eddie see him to his door, would Eddie be expecting something? What made him even more hesitant was that he might let Eddie get away with it.
He was handsome and charming and had alleviated Steve's worries for a few hours. He was even going home with some leftovers in a box. For a second, Steve wondered if food was all it took.
"Hey, look, I understand if you don't want some strange alpha taking you home. What about if I just order you a ride?", Eddie suggested.
"You can take me home", Steve said quickly. "Just don't expect any dessert."
Before leaving, Eddie excused himself to use the restroom and Steve used that opportunity to do something that was probably really stupid. It was certainly pointless. But he could take a risk every now and then. He tore off a piece of the menu and used a pen at the podium up front and that was how Eddie found him.
"Ready to go?"
"Ready", Steve smiled.
The car ride was a little more quiet, both of them digesting both the food and what had happened tonight. Meeting a stranger that you clicked with, it didn't happen every day. Steve gave him his address and Eddie pulled up to the building.
"You should walk me up", Steve said. "Make sure I get there safe."
"Y-yeah, I can do that", Eddie stuttered, struggling with his seatbelt while Steve was already out of the car.
Eddie followed him to his apartment, glad now for the chill outside because otherwise he'd be sweating watching Steve's ass for so long as he walked in front of him.
"Well, this is me", Steve said.
"I had a great time tonight", Eddie said.
Steve laughed and ran a hand through his hair. "Can we come up with anymore first date lines?"
"Hmm, how's about I'd love to do this again soon?", Eddie smiled, leaning in a bit.
"I'd like that." Steve took Eddie's jacket off his shoulders.
"What if I want you to wear it for our next date?", Eddie asked.
"If you want me to wear this, you better scent it properly", Steve goaded.
Eddie pinned him against the door and smashed their mouths together. His jacket was trapped between their bodies. Steve let out a soft sound and brought a hand to Eddie's cheek.
"We can't go on a second date until the first one is over", Steve said when he pulled back. He curled a lock of Eddie's hair around his finger just because he couldn't help it.
"Your number?", Eddie asked, licking at Steve's lips.
"Check your jacket", Steve breathed.
Eddie didn't take his eyes off Steve as he went through his jacket pocket and found what Steve had been scribbling on earlier. It was a ripped piece of the menu. And it had Steve's number on it.
Part 2
If I had a nickel for every time I steddified a Marilyn Monroe song I'd have two nickels.
#apo writes#stranger things#fanfiction#steddie#a/b/o#omegaverse#okay maybe dont expect all the parts to be this long tho LOL
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I just saw a tiktok where the caption was “pov: your situationship just kissed you in the forehead, said ‘I left you a backstrap in the fridge’, and left for work” and the videos is of the woman checking her fridge, seeing a piece of meat, and then looking like she’s reconsidering her whole life. My city slicker suburbs ass didn’t know this but apparently backstrap is the equivalent of beef tenderloin for hunters, each deer/elk has like 1-2 pieces so giving someone a backstrap is downright a marriage proposal.
I have no idea where this would fit into Ghost and Goose's relationship (definitely before they get together officially), or even if it would be (would Ghost hunt?) but all I can think about is Goose staring at the meat on the countertop when Duck walks in and is like "what's wrong?" and Goose just points to the backstrap and goes "Ghost gave me this." And now both of them are staring wordlessly at it when Price comes in and goes "what are you two gawking at?" and they both point at it and say in unison "Ghost left this." and now the whole family is staring at this declaration of undying love on the kitchen counter.
God the backstrap, I've seen that tiktok and that's the most beautiful cut of meat I've ever seen in someone's fridge.
I know I just made a post about Ghost being an animal guy and not hunting like a normal person, but I also think hunting is something he would take a lot of pride in. He likes the survivalist element, but he also likes the feeling of being a provider in a very primitive way. He went out and got food, killed it and butchered it himself, just for his little family. Anyway *throws fic at you*
"Left you somethin' in the fridge," Ghost tells you on his way out for the day. You give him a look of quiet confusion and he tips his hat a little lower over his eyes, not looking at you.
"It's not another frog is it?" You grimace, thinking of the last time you went gigging.
"One frog, one time," He grumbles, not bothering to answer you as he walks towards the stables. You sigh and go to clean up whatever mess he'd left. You wish he'd stop leaving things in the main house's fridge, if he wants to put live animals somewhere he should put them in his own damn house. You shiver remembering the frog you thought was dead leaping at you as soon as you'd opened the fridge door. You're not squeamish with cold blooded critters but that would scare the pants off anyone.
You brace yourself as you tug the communal fridge open. Nothing jumps at you, which is a good sign. You crouch down to sort through the contents for whatever Simon left and freeze. Sitting right in front on the top shelf, neatly covered with cling wrap, and a post it with a hastily scribbled out heart, is the most beautiful cut of meat you've ever seen. Brilliantly red and marbled. You tug it out to inspect, push your finger against the plastic film to check that it's actually meat. There's no fat, and the cut is a lovely sort of tenderloin. Where did Simon...
He went hunting recently. You remember the deer in the back of the truck, the marrow filled bone he'd tossed the dog. Jesus fucking Christ, you know exactly what this is. You quickly stuff it back in the fridge and slam the door to go get your mom.
You both stand in front of the open fridge as she inspects the meat. She stiffens, apparently coming to the same conclusion you did and forces the plate back into your hands.
"What is this boy doin' givin' you the best cuts off his venison?" She asks, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Momma, I swear to you I don't know," You carefully settle the backstrap back in the fridge. If your brain wasn't so stuck on the fact that Simon is the one who gave it to you, you might be cooking up recipes already.
"Where's your daddy, he needs to see this." She looks out the kitchen window, surveying the pasture for your father's horse. The last thing you need is her calling him in to see Simon's... declaration.
"No momma," You pull her back, "Momma please, you're gonna scare him off."
"I'm not scarin' anyone off, he's-" She gives you a look, her smile scrunched to one side and her brows drawn in confusion, "Baby, you think I'm gonna scare off the man giving you prime cuts from his hunt? Please-" She waves your concern off and you groan. It's not like he's proposing, you doubt Simon even- He probably doesn't even know he's giving you something the butcher won't even sell.
Actually how did he wrestle this away from the butcher? Usually the guy in town will pay through the nose for good venison. You've never seen a cut this clean from the usual guy though.
At least Simon has the good sense not to look startled that you're in his house at the end of the day. There is a sort of silent confusion around your cooking in his tiny kitchen, but he's nice enough to stay quiet as he goes to shower off the day's dirt. When he comes back he's smart enough to take a seat at the little round table, but just stupid enough to ask, "What's this?" When you set a plate in front of him.
"Backstrap," You glare at him, "with some veggies and potatoes. Why? What is it to you?"
Simon glances up at you, waiting for you to elaborate on this line of questioning. You know he doesn't like these games. You sigh and drop down into the seat across from him, he crosses his arms and leans back in his chair.
"Why're you giving me the best cut?" You ask, trying not to sound like you're expecting anything.
"What'm I suppose to do with it?" He responds.
"Didn't the butcher offer to buy it off of ya?"
"Didn't go to the butcher," He tells you evenly. You stare at him. This fucking- God you could wring his neck. He killed a deer, went through the trouble of butchering it himself, and he still gave you the best cut. All the work just to- to-
You press your hands against your face with a groan.
"Ghost."
"Princess." His low rumble makes you shiver, how pleased he sounds to have caught you off guard...
"You know my momma thinks we're gonna get married now," You tell him through your fingers. He hums, and you hear the click of his silverware as he starts eating. Done with the conversation apparently. You truly hate how much you love this man. He's going to be the death of you.
God but what a way to go.
#x reader#cod x reader#simon ghost riley#x oc#simon ghost riley x reader#cod x oc#ghost x reader#ghost mw2#simon riley cod#simon ghost riley x oc#simon riley#simon riley x reader#ghost cod#ghost x oc#oc: goose#cowboy!ghost#oc: duck#hi duck!!!#Ghost you fucking menace of a man#he's gonna marry you Goose watch out#cowboy au
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"Can I draw on you?"
Scenery: You have a habit of drawing doodles on your notes or sometimes your hands when you get bored. One day while you're sitting next to him, you get bored and after turning both of your arms into paintings full of random doodles, you start to turn your attention to his arms. And so after a while of staring you decide to ask him.
"Can I draw on you?"
Pairing: The Demon Brothers x gn!reader.
Warning: None
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Lucifer
You and Lucifer are sitting in his office while Lucifer continues to work through the mountain of paper works and you sit next to him to keep him company. He rolled up his sleeves after a while to make it easier to work.
"Hmm? Why?"
Stop working and look at you, who is sitting next to him in the armchair he moved.
He has noticed that you often draw on notes and hands for a while so he is not surprised.
You hold out your hands and he sees that there are already quite a few drawings on them. He was about to refuse but you looked at him expectantly so he couldn't help but agree with a sigh. (simps)
He gives you his non-dominant hand and tells you to remember not to use an indelible pen and not to draw too much and then get back to work.
He swears he's not happy to hear your giggles when he agrees.
Will keep your work intact all day without anyone seeing it (He's covered from head to toe anyway) and look at it when he's tired in private.
Take a picture of your work on his hand before taking a shower and save it in a secret file in his phone.
Don't mind letting you do it again if you ask as long as you don't do it in public.
Mammon
You're sitting next to him during a tutoring session before an upcoming test. He begged you to help him because Lucifer said he would cut his card in half if Mammon failed the test this time.
"What? Draw on me? Don't ya have anything else to do?"
Grumbling but still holding out his hand for you to draw, he's bored anyway and your drawings are cute too so...
Tells you that you should be lucky that the Great Mammon lets you draw on his hand and brag to his brothers all day that you chose him to do it.
Keep your work intact all day, intentionally rolling up his sleeves so he can show it off to everyone. Will attack anyone who makes it blurry or damaged.
Also take a picture of the work and set it as his lock screen.
Allows you to freely draw on him wherever you like.
Will sulking if you draw on someone else, you should only draw on your first man, human!
Leviathan
You're sitting next to him while he finishes a new game he just bought on a console.
"Huh? Yeah, just do it."
He doesn't pay much attention because he is focused on playing the game and completely unaware that you are drawing all kinds of small drawings on his arm.
When he finished playing and noticed his hands were full of drawings he almost screamed thinking he was hit by some curse while playing the game until he saw you holding a pen and giggling next to him.
Realizing that the drawings you draw are full of anime characters he likes and even from the TSL book he immediately goes into fan mode and praises you for them all day.
Take a picture and post it on his fan account to show everyone how talented his Henry is.
Will let you draw on him whenever you want and will ask you to draw the character he likes if you are going to draw on him.
Sometimes he even asks you to decorate his things with your doodles of his favorite character with markers because he loves your drawings.
Satan
You and Satan are reading a book in a cat cafe, and while you've finished reading the book of your choice, he's still engrossed in the book.
"Draw on me? Okay, feel free to do it, I don't mind."
He nodded and held out one hand to you, the other holding the book in his hand. He's seen you draw a few times while tutoring you, so he doesn't find it strange, and besides, he can't refuse you.
After a while he finished reading and you finished your wonderful work on Satan's arm. A garden of cats covered the arm of The Avatar of Wrath.
The cuteness of the cats on his arms and your proud face make him flash an amused grin while complimenting you on your doodles on his hands.
Show it off to Lucifer that you drew it for him.
Have you draw over his bookmarks in a similar style and it becomes his favorite one to use.
Don't mind you drawing on him and letting you do it whenever you want.
Asmodeus
You and Asmo are in his room while he is preparing new designs for his upcoming show. You are invited by him to be a consultant.
"Hmm? Okay but you should use this." Go to the dressing table and take out the pens used in makeup. "I don't mind you drawing on me but I don't want my skin damaged either so you should use these, and the rest you can do whatever you want, hon!"
He winks at you lovingly and then goes back to reviewing his designs while holding out a hand so you can do as you please.
Will compliment your doodles with delight, and then an inspiration hits his mind, he can use these in his designs!
Kiss you as a thank you for the great drawing and for giving him a great inspiration. Take a picture and post it on his Devigram to brag to everyone in Hell about it.
He will want to decorate his nails in this style and will do it for you too, so you two can be match.
Don't mind letting you draw on him as long as you don't use markers or other pens that make it stick to your skin for a long time. (He treasures his skin very much.)
Beelzebub
You and Beel are currently sitting in the common room while Beel enjoys a mountain of burgers he happily won while you work on some classwork.
"You want to draw on me? I don't mind but why?"
Holds one hand out to you while the other is still holding a hamburger and looks at you innocently. Nod when he hears you say you're bored and want to draw somewhere.
Don't understand but don't mind as long as it doesn't affect his eating.
Compliment you sweetly after eating and always try to keep it from fading because it's your drawing. He finds it so cute especially your food doodles.
Sometimes you write on the side of the doodles victory wishes to him every time he goes to the game and he considers it his lucky charm.
Always happy to agree when you want to draw on him and often feel sad when the drawings fade after he practice. (pls hug him to make this teddy bear feel better <3)
Belphego
You're sitting in your room doing your homework while he sleeps on your lap like a lazy cat. He was the one who said he wanted to help you and now he's treating you like a pillow.
"Huh? Yeah whatever."
Still drowsy so he doesn't notice what you say, feels a little tickle on his arm but doesn't do anything to retract it, just continues to sleep.
Waking up to find his hands covered in stars and clouds drawing makes him laugh and tease you that about likes to do childish things.
You pout and tell him to let you erase them, but he pulls his hand back protectively saying it's on him, then he is the only one has the right to delete them.
Usually looks at them before bed and laughs like an idiot because he finds it cute but of course he won't tell you that. (tsundere)
Also brag to his brothers that you draw on him.
You doodle you, Beel and him on his arm once and he took it as his lock screen for a long time.
Every time you draw on him, he usually asks you to draw constellations on it so you usually draw a random constellation from the Human World or Devildom for him.
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BETRAYED - PART FOUR
Pedro Pascal x f!reader
Summary: Pedro invites you to be his plus one for the night but his attention is caught by another woman and leaves you with a broken heart
Warnings: angst, age gap, established friendship, unrequited love/one sided feelings, Pedro being a dick but also a tiny little bit of fluff
A/N: I'm so sorry but I can't manually tag anyone on the post, the app won't just let me do it!
ALSO, I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHERE TO GO FROM HERE, SO IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS OR SUGGESTIONS LET ME KNOW! 💖
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"What the fuck are you doing here, Pedro?!" You asked shocked, noticing your voice came out squeaky at the nervousness of the situation. In all the time you've known each other not once he came to your place unannounced and let alone broke into. You honestly had no idea what was that shit about but you didn't like it a bit. It felt so invasive, so creepy, that's definitely something you never expected from Pedro.
The man, on the other hand just scoffed and shook his head, looking at you with angry eyes
"I was just waiting for you, as you don't bother answering my calls nor my texts, I figured I could come and see if you were still alive, which I can see you are, alive and well, by the way, especially after the little date with your new friend. His name is Liev, right? Did you bat your eyes at him and giggled at every single thing he said just like you used to with me?" He got up and walked towards you, staring hardly into your eyes.
"So, you couldn't simply give me a heads-up you weren't coming to my house the other day? You're just too busy to even remember I exist, Y/N? But not to Liev, right? For him you have all the time in the world, what a fucking great friend you are, Y/N!" He said angrily.
You couldn't believe your ears, he had the nerve to come to your place and accuse you of being a bad friend? You clenched your jaw and you could swear if you had the guts you could punch Pedro right there.
You also took a step closer, showing you were not at all intimidated by his scene.
"A bad friend? Are you really calling me a bad friend? You gotta be kidding me, honestly, I can't believe your nerve to say that, if anything you're the bad friend here, you treat me as nothing but a cute pet, someone you like to have around and stroke your ego, but whenever you find something better, you forget I exist"
He scoffed and rolled his eyes
"Is this about the party again? Honestly Y/N what were you expecting? That I would stop my life for you? Just because you have a crush on me?! Please, grow up! You're not a little girl anymore, maybe it's time for you to find a man so you won't bother me anymore?" Pedro raised his voice but immediately regretted what he'd said. He saw how your eyes filled with tears, the disappointment was written all over your face. You swallowed and shook your head "I'm not talking about my feelings for you, I am talking about how bad of a friend you are, how cruel of you was to hump another woman in front of me, ditch me so you could go and fuck her, you left me there, as if I didn't matter, as if you barely knew me!!" You shouted angrily and looked down, drying your tears so he wouldn't see them.
"You're telling me to grow up? How about you fucking grow up? It's about time a man your age, get over this stupid commitment issue you got. For god's sake Pedro, you are nearly 50 years old, no wife, no kids, all your relationships won't last more than a year and you really think the problem is me? You are the fucking problem!" You shouted, not caring if his brown eyed that were often so full of joy were now sparkly with tears.
"I-.. Do you really think that of me, Y/N?" He asked in a low voice,
"I do" you said coldly. Pedro, on the other hand, felt so horrible about everything that happened and above all, about himself. He never believed he would be able to handle a relationship but the assumption you didn't have faith in him shattered his heart, you always saw the good in him, you believed him and supported him when things were so hard he felt like giving things up and now, he had ruined everything, just like he did with everything in his life that wasn't his career. He had given up a chance to be happy, to have his own family, and now he had lost you, he was sure.
You walked to the front door and held it open for him "I'd like you to leave now, you were not invited and I don't want your company, Pedro" . You watched him walk away in silence, turning around and giving you one last glance, blinking his tears and exiting your life.
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For the next months the only news you got from Pedro were through reels and headlines that insisted on appearing every time you logged in social media. You'd read somewhere he was shooting another movie in some country you didn't pay attention to, so that assured you you wouldn't risk running into him anywhere you used to go together. You hadn't talked since the day at your house, and you weren't sure if you wanted to talk to him at all, of course it was hard and so many times you had to remind yourself there was no one to send funny pictures you knew he would like, or talk about your interests or even hang out. You felt empty, emptier than you ever did after any romantic relationship you'd ever had. Your friendship with Pedro was intense and even if he didn't like you back, it was a love story, at least on your side of the picture.
Sometimes you wanted to check on him, see if he was doing alright, but you didn't have the guts, you both had hurt each other so bad, and after all, he did tell you to find a man so you'd leave him alone. You always thought of that when you typed a 'Hello' on your conversation, before erasing things up.
He was still the internet's sweetheart and each time a new picture or interview came out, he always seemed happy and excited so you wondered if he missed you at all.
You dropped your phone as you walked into the toy store, you'd been invited for your friend's toddler's birthday party. You'd met Kate through Pedro, he was friends with her husband, but the two of you hit off and you spent a lot of time together and now her sweet little princess Flora was turning three and you were looking forward to spending a cozy afternoon surrounded by happy children and your friend.
You picked the prettiest doll you could find at the store and rushed to Kate's house as you were almost running late.
When you knocked on the door Flora ran as fast as her little legs allowed her to almost bumping into her mommy who opened the door, welcoming you with a nervous smile. You could tell she wanted to say something, but Flora hugged your legs and as soon as you lowered yourself she wrapped her arms around your neck and snuggled you tight.
"Y/N!!!!!!" She squealed happily and her eyes immediately fell onto the beautiful and colorful gift you had in hands, she paid attention to nothing else but the big package and she felt pure happiness and excitement as she opened it and saw the gorgeous doll. Flora clung to you again and giggled
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you Y/N!!" She said overly excited and ran off to play with her new favorite toy.
Kate was distracted for a moment at how glad her daughter was and how cute the two of them were, however, her expression darkened and before you could even greet the other guests, she pulled you to the kitchen, where you two were alone.
"Y/N, before you get into the party, I must warn you… Pedro is here"
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A/N: Hi guys, I really hope you have enjoyed this chapter, it was a sad one, I gotta admit and I guess you all got the revenge you wanted on Pedro, he got a taste of his own medicine and it was not good at all! I gotta confess I'm beginning to pity him 🤦♀️ and as I said before, I still don't have a lot of ideas for chapter five, so if you guys have anything in mind and want to suggest, let me know! 💖
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Could you write one Gavi fic where he's talking to her through social media, just as friends, but he starts to develop feelings for her, his agent finds out and gets really worried about his career if he gets in a relationship, so he "makes" Gavi's mind to get away from the reader (she has abandonment and rejection issues) without a proper explanation, he excuses saying that the reader wants his money and whatever. But some months after the reader moves to Seville and gets really close to Aurora (she knows Aurora is Gavi's sister but Aurora doesn't know her), and one day Aurora takes her to a barca match, and Gavi tries to make up to her?
I guess I'm back y'all lol! I like this idea very much!
y.n.bebe
New York, USA
I think I like this little life...happy birthday to me hehe
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y.n.bebe: thank youu!
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When you saw that THE Pablo Gavi called you "pretty girl" for the whole world to see, you couldn't stop staring at that comment for the next two weeks.
Your friends went crazy calling you lucky, and pushing you to send him a message but you were obviously too shy to do that. Besides, who knows how many "pretty girls" he's talking to on the internet.
Meanwhile, Gavi spent all of his free time and training brakes going through your posts and smiling like an idiot at your cute face on his phone screen.
When you first popped up on his screen, he just had to reach out and pray you don't find it cocky on his part. You were just so pretty...
"Sempre con esa nena, cabrón! Dale! Enviale un mensaje!"Pedri hit Gavi's head making him groan and finally get the balls to slide into your DMs. He said a simple "hey pretty girl" before leaving his phone in the locker room to join his teammates.
pablogavi: hey, pretty girl
y.n.bebe: hey😊
And ever since that night, you've started texting, face timing and chatting non stop. You haven't told anyone about it, not wanting to make a drama over something so new and also not wanting him to think fame is what you're after because it's not.
"I'm so tired, nena" Pablo groaned while laying in bed and face timing you as you did your math homework diligently.
"Then go to bed, tonto!" you giggle and he just stayed quiet staring at your face until you looked back at the phone screen and blushed at how intense his gaze was.
"Me gusta cuando hablas Español conmigo, bebé" he smirked making you blush bright red and roll your eyes pretending to be annoyed.
"When do you have training in the morning?" you ask while he yawns.
"Five am" he answers and you open your eyes wide really looking up to him being so diligent about his career.
"Then you really should get some sleep, and we can talk tomorrow again hm?" you ask not really wanting to end the call but also wanting him to get his rest. He always loved how selfless you are and how much you took care of him. It really warmed his hearts.
"I hate it that you're so far! I swear I'm gonna travel to New York and kidnap you and bring you back to Barcelona with me ... and never let you go ..." he said sleepily and you felt your heart jumping thinking about the possibility.
"Hm and if you get bored of me?" you smile and he shakes his head still staring intently at you in the eyes.
"Impossible, my pretty girl..." he said and you smile remembering the very first time you read those words on the screen.
Pablo Gavi was a man of his words, and since that conversation he promised himself that he will surprise you with a travel to Barcelona really soon. He planed everything and mailed you a ticket during his two week vacation.
He still remembers the nerves while standing at the airport waiting at your gate to see your pretty face finally in person. The moment you walked out he recognized you...he couldn't forget the pretty face he stared at through the screen for past four months just now it was real.
"Hi, pretty girl..." he said again and you jumped into his eyes smiling wide and holding onto him tightly. You couldn't believe this was real yet. It just felt like a dream.
"Ready to explore Barcelona conmigo huh?" he said and you smiled and taking his hand nodding and walking to him car with your baggage.
Days passed so quickly and everything was PERFECT. Ice cream dates, walks on the beach, coffee shops and all the infamous tourist attractions...you were falling in love with this city...and you were also falling in love with this boy.
Day before your flight home, Pablo took you to a football game for the Juvenil and you were excited to watch it with him knowing it was his passion.
"So what do you think?" you show him your Barça jersey and he so badly wanted to ask you to wear one with his name on the back but how could he? He still didn't have the balls to ask you to be his official girlfriend!
y.n.bebe
Barcelona, Spain
it's so pretty here 🥺😊
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"Next time I come, I want to watch you play..." you said while the two of you sat sadly on the airport waiting for your boarding.
"Y/n..." he said looking down as you looked up
"Hm?" you say feeling your heart beating fast from how close your lips were to each other.
"Don't go..."he said and you swore your heart broke when you saw his pleading eyes. Neither of you wanted this distance...it was so unfair but there was nothing you could do about it now.
"Pablo we're friends now and you can visit me in New York..." you said but before you could finish his lips were smashed onto yours to shut you up and you closed your eyes enjoying the sweet sensation of his cold minty lips on your.
"Do you want to be my girlfriend, pretty girl?" he said and in that moment all your past insecurities and abandonment issues returned yelling inside your head. What if you get attached and he disappears like other did? You were so scared but looking at him it was impossible not to agree!
"Yes! I do Pablo..." you say and he kissed you again until they called for your flight to start boarding in five minutes.
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Hello, I hope you are well ✨
I was wondering if you could write something with Sebastian Aho please, whatever you want.
thank u 🤍
@yangofyang I'm sorry it took a while to post I hope you like it🫶🏻
Fishy being engaged is so heartwarming, so here's a little something about that (kinda) and also Jarvy being his clueless self
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You knew before you started working in a coffee shop near the PNC arena that it was going to be packed at times. What you didn't know, was that the hockey team was going to be there daily, too. You never considered yourself a hockey fan, but you knew about them—city legends, after all. Even if you hadn't known them, they were hard to miss, most of them passing 6'0.
The first time I saw them, there were only three of them: Brady, Bunting and Sebastian, are the names they gave you for their orders. "You're new here, never seen you before" said Bunting while the other two turned to look at me. It was a very calm day so they were the only ones in the coffee shop. "Yeah, I'm new pretty much everywhere around here actually, I just moved in" I said softly. It was hard not to get intimidated by them. I wasn't exactly short, but they could make you feel like you were 3'5
"So you don't know who we are?" said Bunting faking a hurt tone "I mean, it would be hard not to know when your faces are all over the city." - "It's a pretty face though, isn't it?" he said in a flirty way. "You're so full of yourself, I swear" Brady told him while giving him a playful shove before adding "I hope you're liking it here so far, we're gonna be around here a lot so anything you need, let us know, right Fishy?" he smirked and gave Sebastian a side hug, Bunting laughed, Sebastian's face heated, and I felt like I missed something.
What started off as a simple thing became a daily occurrence, Sebastian now would go for a morning walk and stop by the coffee shop before making his way to the arena. He enjoyed his new routine, getting a coffee, talking to y/n, and having a smile plastered on his face as he walks back to his morning training session.
After a couple of weeks, Sebastian finally asked you out. He could tell there was a bit of hesitation on your part but after watching those cute eyes of his, you couldn't really say no to him.
"So who's got you smiling like that all the time now, Fishy?" Necas asked him one day when they were changing into their gear “Don’t start" is the only thing he said, “Oh c’mon, there has to be someone. Serious, sometimes grumpy Fishy, grinning like a fool every day?”
“There is no one” Sebastian said, but he could feel his face heating up, remembering last night's event with you, “Are you going to watch the game tomorrow?” he asked “wouldn't miss it” - “well, in that case, I'll need my good luck kiss, can't risk making a fool of myself” he teased. Closing the distance, you placed your lips over his, and when you went to pull away, his arm snaked around your waist, his hand finding its way into your hair.
Jarvy snapped him out of his thoughts when he said "You think Mr. Aho has time for someone? He's probably been coming up with new ideas on how to be the best in the team". Necas just raised his hands in defeat, but he was not the least bit convinced, at the back of the room Brady and Bunting looked at each other while trying to hold back their smirks.
You two have been dating for 3 months now. Sebastian was away for the last week, so the day he arrived, he asked to see you, to which you immediately agreed. What you weren't expecting was for him to formally ask you to be his girlfriend. He was the sweetest guy you've ever met, so your response was an immediate yes
Sebastian was sure you'd met everyone by now, and even when they didn't know you were officially together, they could see how much you meant for each other, especially because of the special treatment you receive from him. They knew Sebastian was a kind man, but he didn’t treat anyone else like this. So they would abstain from teasing him because you were just so good for Fishy, and they wanted him to be happy.
To say you were nervous the first time you went out with the team and their girls was an understatement, you weren't sure you were going to fit with them. The first to notice you was Jarvy, whom you could tell had already had a couple of drinks. "Oh, hey y/n, I'm glad they all invited you over." Slavin who was nearby, shook his head but immediately introduced you to his wife. After a couple of minutes of being introduced to everyone, you felt yourself starting to relax. All the girls were just as nice as the guys.
A couple of weeks later, you attended your first game with the wags, and everyone was delighted just by watching Sebastian being that happy. Some of the girls were there already, so he knew what you were going to be wearing, but the minute you entered the room with his number on your jacket, he felt himself fighting for air. He could see the blush on your face, along with that cute smile of yours, and he promised himself that he would do anything in his power to keep it there for the rest of his life.
Jarvy, entered the room at that moment and stopped for one second after he noticed you, "huh, I thought only their girls got to wear that, but you look great" he gave you a thumbs up and left the room with a bunch of snacks in his hand.
After what probably was their best game of the season, you rushed to meet Sebastian after he was ready to go home. "Hei rakkaani (hello my love), let's go home, yeah?" Sebastian said, giving a peck to your lips. You were almost outside the room when you heard a confused Jarvy say, "Wait, are they dating?"
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5 years have passed since you started dating Sebastian, and you remember every single minute you've spent together, from the moment you saw him for the first time; when he asked you out, and you hesitated, worried that he wouldn't take you seriously or that you wouldn't be enough for him, even though he's spent this entire time showing you how much you really mean to him.
There were rough periods where those thoughts came back, like a couple of days ago you two were laying in bed, and he could feel the tension pouring down your every pore, so he said, "I don't get how you are the only person who does not see how amazing, how kind, smart and beautiful you are. I see it, the team sees it, everyone who's been lucky to meet you sees it, and still I find you doubting yourself over and over again."
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to come out as ungrateful..."
"No, rakkaani. I didn't say it to make you feel bad; I'm saying it because you are my world. But I promise I'm always going to be here to reassure you, and to give you all the love you deserve"
You couldn't stop the tears running down your cheeks, or the smile breaking through your face. You swore this man couldn't make you any happier, but then he looked at you in the eye and said "Marry me, please"
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When everyone on the team saw your ring, they couldn't help but be the happiest for you. They knew the moment they met you, that you and Fishy were perfect for each other; they've never seen him as happy as he was when you were close to him.
"What are we celebrating?" asked Jarvy. When you showed him your ring, he took your hand and said, "Oh, it is a nice ring indeed; I didn't know y'all guys were into jewelry", the group broke into a fit of laughter, and you just hoped Jarvy realized what was really going on before he got the wedding invitation
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Hi, first of all I would like to say that your blog gives me so much comfort. You seem like such a loving and kind person and I love to read your writing. I adore the co-parenting series and am honestly looking forward to reading more parts <3 (no pressure tho, just wanted to say that I love it)
Actually, I wanted to make a request. The song 'Deep Sea' by 'Snail Mail' has been stuck in my head for weeks, the lyrics kill me every time and I could imagine some heartbreaking angst based on the song. I saw that you don’t write reader or character deaths and it doesn’t have to be that. Maybe a breakup or something like that, it’s really up to you and up to whatever the song might inspire you to write. For the pairing I love Gojo and also Getou or Choso, but I just want you to write whoever you like! 🤪
I had the idea for that request earlier today and made a post about it (that I have since deleted) because you came to my mind and I just really wanted to try my luck and ask you if you would maybe like to write about it 💞
Hope you’re having a great day, thank you <3
it took so long to know someone like you (gojo x you)
cw: breakup, chest-aching angst, swearing, emotionally constipated satoru where he doesn't know how to be vulnerable with someone so his first instinct is to push them away :))))))))))
note: HI!!! thank you for the love, i'm so sorry that this is so late, hopefully you still like it. pro tip, listen to travis atreo's cover of "when she loved me" along with the song mentioned to make reading this extra painful. again, thank you for the love and the ask. i hope you like this!!!
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"don't look at me like that."
"if you don't like it, stop looking," you laugh humorlessly, feeling your heart twist like a wet rag with every shallow breath. "you just told me you don't want me; i think it's valid i can look however i want." your voice breaks off at the end of the sentence and you blink at the darkening clouds above. a storm was coming, but you felt like one had already devastated you.
"that-that's not what i meant," he says through gritted teeth, avoiding your glaring eyes in shame. "i just need a break. is that so bad?" every word felt like a separate cut to your soul and you were slowly bleeding out in the fucking mall parking lot.
"but, why? i'm just not good enough for you?" you practically spit your questions like snake venom. you hoped they stung, hoped the burned into his memory like his promises that he'd give you a future. high and mighty gojo satoru, reduced to a puddle in your arms and vowing that he was yours forever. pathetic. "finally got tired of me, is that it?"
"no," he croaked. "no, no. i just-i don't know who i am when i'm with you." the sky was falling and you hoped the ground crumbled beneath your muddy shoes. "and, that scares me."
"you don't like who you are when you're with me," you echo hollowly, taking a shaky breath and pulling your jacket closer to your body like a safety blanket. "that's really a shame, since i really liked how you were with me," you huff another painfully mirthless laugh that turns into a sob. on instinct, he reaches out to touch you but you pull away like he was radioactive waste. "making all those lofty promises, letting me think that i was your forever and eternity and everything after that. you're really an asshole for that one, you know that?"
"i never said anything like that," he protests even though you know damn well that he's lying. raindrops start to catch on his hair, making it glisten like he was sent from heaven. too bad his words didn't match. "even if i said those things, i can't guarantee i actually meant it, so i'm sorry."
ouch.
"you're sorry? you're sorry?" you have to take a step backward or else you'd have actually slammed your knuckles against his infuriatingly perfect cheek. "gee, thanks! i'll remember that next time anyone says they love me," you hiss and relish in the way he flinches. "they could just be kidding, after all, right? stupid me." it took so long to finally get through to him, to stand steady enough that he let down his walls, and suddenly he was throwing them up again and shutting you out.
if you were completely honest and without your stubborn pride, you'd admit that you understood what he was talking about. it was a little lonely being with him, especially when you didn't have any more time for self-discovery without worrying about another human being. you lost track of time when you were with him and lost a little bit of yourself, too, and you weren't sure if he was adequately filling that emptiness. you had no idea how to discuss it, let alone navigate it, and it struck a crack that only grew larger. neither of you knew how to cope with this, it seemed, and that's how you ended up sobbing on the asphalt in front of the man you believed you were going to marry.
"don't you wonder who we could be without each other? we could be anyone," he insists but nothing gets through to you.
"i don't know who i am without you, satoru," you whisper defeatedly and it's like you can hear his heart start to crumble. he did this to you, and you watched him realize it in real-time. he didn't know what he was saying anymore. he felt too far deep in that he didn't remember why he was asking for a break in the first place. all that he knew was that he was hurting you and every nerve in his body screamed at him to fix it, fix it, fix it. you sigh tiredly, shivering in the cold sheets of water that were starting to fall. "look, if you need time, then take it. take all that you need."
"but-"
"no. i can't do this to myself if you won't even try anymore. goodbye satoru. a stupid part of me still loves you." as you slip into your car and accelerate away from him, he doesn't have the chance to say it back.
to tell you that the stupid whole of him still loved you, too.
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#WHEN SHE LOVED ME FROM TOY STORY CAME ON WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS AND I BROKE DOWN#anyway writing this made me so sad and now i need to cope with imagining satoru literally crawling back to them#like hands and knees#begging for forgiveness#mans didn't know how to be vulnerable in a relationship but now that's all he wants#gojo x you#gojo x reader#gojo x y/n#satoru x you#satoru x reader#satoru x y/n#gojo satoru x you#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru x y/n#jjk x you#jjk x reader#jjk angst#gojo angst
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Endless Love (Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw) - Chapter 6
summary - Y/N Y/L/N and Bradley Bradshaw have had a rivalry ever since they both attended the same academy. Every chance they took, they always tried to one up each other. One day, Bradley takes the rivalry too far and Y/N ends up in the hospital with serious injuries. Will it make Y/N want to get him back twice as worse? Or will it make her realise that this rivalry between them is childish?
warnings - swearing, enemies to lovers, mention of serious injury, traumatic episodes, reader traumatised from what happened, smut, slowburn, seizures, flashbacks
a/n - hey girlies! it's been a loooooong time since i posted the last chapter. i tried to edit this and add to it but i jus couldn't. long story short i went thru a fat breakup and i jus needed to take a break. and deepest apologies cos this one is so short! hope u enjoy regardless! xx
When I woke up, my head was pounding. I rubbed the sleep off of my eyes then looked around the room. This wasn't my room. This was too tidy to be my room. I got up and opened the door to peer out of it. Yeah this definitely was not my house. Maybe I had a one night stand? Or... I don't know I woke up in an alternate universe?
I walked out of the room and began to smell something. It was fucking gorgeous. Haven't smelt something like it since I moved to the US. I followed the smell and there I saw Bradshaw, shirtless cooking what looked to be a Full English. Wait... why the fuck and where did Bradshaw manage to get the stuff you need to make a Full English?
My focus quickly changed to his figure, damn he looked god without a shirt. Yeah, I have seen him before with no shirt but that was when we were always arguing so I never paid it any mind. But dayum, he looked good as hell. I couldn't stop staring in all honesty, his golden skin tone mixed with how well he'd been working out just pulled me into a trance. I shook my head and quickly walked up to the kitchen island.
"Good morning Bradshaw. Please could you tell me how the actual fuck I woke up in your house?" I placed my chin on my hand as I stared up at him. He chuckled and shook his eggs and he flipped over the bacon, I quickly glanced at it and it was British bacon. Wow...
"So you're telling me you remember nothing from last night?" My brows furrowed and my lips pouted.
"I remember going out to the Hard Deck with Phoenix, getting wankered and then fuck knows what else. Why?" I raised a brow in suspicion and confusion.
"Let me give you the run down. You and Phoenix showed up to the bar with pretty skimpy dresses, you had too many double whiskies for anyone's liking, Phoenix went home so you joined the rest of the Dagger Squad. Then an hour later your 'friend,' can't remember his name, said he'd take you home and then basically asked if you wanna help cheat on his girlfriend. You also said that you're moving out and I offered for you to stay here until you find a new place to live. And you said yes." My jaw dropped. Wait... Thomas wanted to cheat on his girlfriend?... With me?!
"I know, wild night you had sweetheart." He chuckled as he finished cooking the breakfast and plated it all up. He passed me one plate as he sat down next to me and began to eat his.
"Wait wait wait, pause for a second there Bradshaw. Thomas wanted to cheat on his girlfriend with me?" I couldn't believe it, we'd stay up all night so he could talk about how in love with her he was. He even talked about fucking proposing to her. Bradshaw nodded in response.
"Nah what the fuck? That can't be true. He literally took me ring shopping for her the other day." Bradshaw didn't reply, all he did was take his phone out. He tapped it a few times and then placed it on the worktop. It was an audio. It had a few voices in it that stuck out to me. But the one that stuck out the most was Thomas'. The things he said my top lip curl up in disgust. I furrowed my brows as I looked at Bradshaw.
"We've been friends since I was 6. Why and how the fuck has he turned into this? He used to be so fucking sweet and caring." Bradshaw gave me a sympathetic look.
"Some people just change. It sucks, doesn't it?" I let out a scoff with a smile.
"It really fucking does." I stare into space for a few seconds until I look back to the Full English that Bradshaw has been cooking. "When and where did you find out how to make a Full English breakfast Bradshaw?" Bradshaw gave me a smirk as he sat down across from me.
"The joys of google." He jabbed the bacon and sausage before shoving it into his mouth.
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Today was a slow day at Top Gun. Nothing was really getting done because Maverick and Cyclone were having a 6 hour long argument somehow. I can't even hold a 10 minute conversation let alone a fucking 6 hour long argument. What are they even arguing about?
Phoenix jabbed me on my shoulder to get my attention.
"You wanna go to the beach after this? Maverick said it's some team building technique. Everyone has to go apparently." I rolled my eyes with a slight smirk.
"How is going to the beach going to help us all get along? Also, could I come to your house before so I can get ready? I'm staying at Bradshaw's for a bit til I can find somewhere to live." Phoenix immediately said yes and told me some other girls from the squad are coming as well.
Thinking about the beach and team building brought an idea into my head. Although me and Bradshaw are civil now, doesn't mean I can't mess with him.
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u/JustALittleButtonHatRat:
AITA for not wanting to burn a dried mushroom?
I (adult M?) am staying in a huge mansion with several of my friends for the winter. Two of those friends are O (adult M) and S (adult M), the latter of whom I swear is a witch. A couple of weeks ago, I went exploring in the basement of the house and found a dried blue mushroom with orange spots; I decided to keep it because I thought it was pretty.
A few days ago, after a very dangerous incident involving sizeshifting cat clones (blame S for that), some of my friends and I went to the boiler room of the house and saw it was filled with this blue fungus that was the exact same thing as my mushroom. Apparently, there's an infestation of it in there (O planted one in there to get rid of an insect infestation and then it spread out of control all over the place), and they give off toxic spores that can kill everyone if you breathe them in. O and some of S's family members apparently got killed by breathing in those spores (don't worry, O's okay now).
I then pointed out that I had my dried mushroom and nothing's ever happened to me because of it. O and S panicked and told me to burn my mushroom, with S wanting to confiscate it in order to destroy it. I refused to, because maybe it's harmless if it's dried like mine? I was okay the whole time I had it.
S then opened a way into the toxic spore boiler room, apparently to show me how unsafe it is to go in there? He said it was a warning, but I told him outright that it sounded like a threat.
Later, I talked with my lawyer friend about this and they said maybe we could have used my dried mushroom to investigate more about this kind of mushroom, especially because S (who is, as I said, a witch) might be able to make something that can make us immune to the toxic spores.
I suggested this to them, but S said that "nothing good can come of it" and refused to, and that witchcraft always goes wrong whenever we used it (re: sizeshifting cat clones. Also, another friend E and I got turned into cats once because of a potions accident; it was a whole thing, don't worry, we're back to normal now). When they told me to throw the mushroom in, I faked it and threw in something else instead… I just couldn't do it. My mushroom never did anyone harm for as long as I've had it.
I couldn't keep it a secret for very long after that because my lawyer friend made me swear I did, and I ended up giving the mushroom to S so he could burn it.
AITA for wanting to keep the mushroom? I'm really sad just thinking about it now.
Edit 1: For context, S is the resident farmer and chef among our friends; O is the resident tinkerer/engineer/scientist guy, and we joke that he makes all of the rules.
Edit 2: It's been about a week and a half since the incident and S gave me a replica mushroom he made as a Christmas present. Should I forgive him?
[Out-of-universe disclaimers: The entire post would, in theory, have probably been written with the help of other rats because this would chronologically take place before "A Letter to Home". I'm hand-waving the "how they got the mushroom" part because r!Will canonically did not remember this, but let's just assume (for the purposes of this post) that we as fleas/chat reminded them of this by tracking the VODs.]
[This post was written at the request of @willowmvp.]
[Cross-posted on AO3 as "The Mushroom Incident".]
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Jealousy Wins
PAIRING: Felix x fem!reader
WARNING: minors DNI with this post. This post has explicit content. This is written for entertainment purposes, and I cannot predict every interaction with this post.
SUMMARY: You were jealous that Felix was gaining more female attention by each song he sung in (literally every song they post), and wanted to make your mark on Felix so that way the next time anyone saw him they would think twice.
WORD COUNT: 3,021
A/N:
`○°.• ✿ •.°○` = Timeskip
-ah is used to describe someone younger
This is my first attempt at writing smut. I apologize if it's not good, but I will work on it!
This story contains swearing, praise, reader who is Han's younger sister, pet names, etc!
You were Jisung's younger sister. You guys were a year apart, so not too far apart in age. Your older brother had joined a kpop group when he was 13 or 14 when he became a trainee, then debuted at age 17. After your brother's 2nd year as a trainee, you met Lee Felix. Soon, Seungmin and Jeongin or I.N came as well. Who were all incoming trainees as well. Over time, you got used to having Felix around as he was closer in age with Jisung, given they were only a day apart.
You remembered vividly on your brother's 17th birthday, it was 11:58. After singing happy birthday, he blew out his candles. Then the clock struck midnight as you lit Felix's candles. After singing happy birthday, he blew out his candles. They were both now 17. The laughs you 3 shared that night were wondrous. Also, you would've never forgotten that night because that was the night that you fell in love with Felix.
As you looked at him with adoration in your eyes he smiled and looked at you, "Is there something on my face?" He asked as you shook your head. "Sorry, no, just admiring this moment with you two." You said as Felix laughed. "Just wait until your birthday angel." He said as you felt butterflies in your stomach flutter as he called you that. You weren't one for pet names ever but Felix was an exception.
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It was your 19th birthday and after you blew your candles out. Felix told you to wait as he walked out to get your gift. When he returned it was a poster that said, 'Happy 19th, Let's celebrate 2 things tonight. Be my girlfriend?' You covered your mouth in awe at the poster as you gave him a hug.
"Yes! Yes! I'll be your girlfriend!" You said as you guys finally shared your first kiss. As you kissed, you heard Jisung make a disgusted noise. "Warning next time!" He said, his hands covering his eyes now as both you and Felix laughed.
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It has been a long 3 years in your relationship with Felix. Of course you guys had your ups and downs in a relationship. But that wasn't your main concern. After he was given lyrics which caused him to use his deeper range of vocals, he gained a large media following and a bunch of personal stay fangirls.
You were used to seeing a bunch of girls in his message requests, but he always reassured you that he only had eyes for you but some of them were just too pretty for him to just ignore. You knew that. Maybe you were just insecure but you wanted to somehow prove that you were better than those girls. After all, it was a competition.
You saw how some girl tried getting all touchy with him at their most recent event and you were upset. So you wanted a way to get back at her. You were petty to say the least but that was your boyfriend and you were going to enjoy it. You don't know what came over you but you really wanted to make a bold move on your boyfriend. It had been a full 3 years in your relationship with Felix and you guys haven't engaged in anything serious. The most skinship-like thing you guys have ever done was most likely the time you made out in a game of seven minutes in heaven. You wanted more than that. You won't lie that in previous years you touched yourself to the thought of your boyfriend but never brought yourself to talk about it because you were genuinely embarrassed. So that became your dirty secret.
However, wanting to take it to the next stage in your relationship you knew you had to take the initiative and act first in order to get what you wanted. You wanted Felix. A night of passion but you didn't want to be too blunt about it so you came up with a plan. A proposal. That would've changed everything between the two of you. After all, he was your first love and you were his. This plan would have made you his first time too and vice versa with you.
"Lixie. Let's have a game night tomorrow, you and me. Loser has to do whatever the winner asks." Felix smiled. "Anything?" He said with his deep voice as he wore a mischievous smirk. "I don't like that smirk nor that tone of voice. But yes anything." You said as he looked at you. "What game love?" He asked, innocently enough. "Hmm I'm debating between strip poker or truth or dare." You said as Felix looked dejected. "Please do truth or dare... I'm horrible at poker..." He begged. "And if I don't..?" You said as he walked over to you leaving small kisses on your neck. "Please.. for me angel..?" He asked, his face relaxed on your shoulder. How could you say no to that. "Fine..." You blushed, "Only for tomorrow." You said as he smiled, kissing your head.
The next day you spent the whole day trying to pick out a lingerie set that you thought Felix would like. You settled for a white and baby blue lingerie set. You genuinely hoped Felix would've liked it.
When you got back home it was 7 pm. You didn't realize that you took the whole day picking out 1 set of lingerie, you left at 10 am. But to be fair you had to run errands to get makeup, get groceries, buy new sheets because you were hoping that they were going to be ruined by the end of the night and a few other things.
You had done your makeup so now it was time to wear the lingerie. You put it on. But it was squeezing you like crazy. Did you grab a size too small? When you looked in the mirror it shaped you out well but you could hardly move in it. As you walked back to your shared room. You walked in and saw a very surprised Felix.
"Wow... love... I... is that for... woah..." Felix couldn't even speak. He eyed you up and down as if you were some eye candy. "Y/n is that... is that for me..?" He asked as he looked at you with needy eyes. You realized that the game night idea had failed. Miserably.
"Not until later but yes..." You said embarrassed that he caught you looking like that. "Can it be now..?" He asked, walking over to you holding your hips. "It's been a long day..." He said almost whining. "Not yet love, I said later." You said as he clung onto you, kissing your exposed shoulders up to your jawline. "Please..?" He begged, "You look so pretty in that..." He praised.
You kept telling him no as he begged you over and over again.
"Besides I have to change, it's not comfortable." You said your back facing him as he hugged you from behind. Whispering in your ear. "I can take it off if you just give me the okay angel..." He said huskily as you felt your ears burn red. "Lixie!" You said embarrassed smacking his head that tested on your shoulder.
"I'm serious y/n..." He said, grabbing your wrist, "Please... I want you.. no, I need you..." He whined, kissing your hand, practically making out with your hand. You blushed at the sight trying to pull your hand away but you knew it was pointless. You were going to have to give in at one point but didn't think it would be so soon.
"Felix... stop it..." You said quietly as he picked up on your tone he was satisfied. "Please angel..? Can I see your pretty body..?" He asked you.
You guys had spent 3 years in a relationship and not once have you seen each other naked, you've seen him shirtless and he's seen you in a bikini but fully naked? Never. Not once have you guys showered together or have had any sexual experiences. The most you guys have done is left hickeys on each other and made out. You touched yourself to the thought of Felix and maybe he has touched himself to the thought of you but of course, even if he has why would he tell you because you sure as hell wouldn't have told him.
"No Felix... what if you regret it..?" You said slightly insecure. As you said that you felt something against you. You blushed and made a sound of surprise. Felix smirked as he whispered in your ear, "How can you say I'll regret it when you have me reacting like this..?" He was getting too needy and wanted you badly. You blushed, speechless at what he just said as you were still trying to process everything.
"Please..? I promise I'll be a good boy and be gentle. I've watched enough videos and done my own studying to know..." He said as you blushed and turned to him. "God Felix, how horny can you get?! I don't even think I'm as bad as you..." You said as he gave a deep chuckle. "Let's just say I know a few more things than you'd expect." He said.
Your so-called innocent, angel-like boyfriend wasn't as sweet and pure as you thought. Matter of fact, he was a horny and sure as hell sexy male. You didn't want to admit it but desperation was a good look on him. Seeing him beg and want you was definitely something. You enjoyed the show but it was definitely shocking.
"Fine, but you need to lead me through it, I don't know how to do anything." You said embarrassed, not believing you guys were actually doing this. "With pleasure." Felix said with a seductive tone. Next thing you knew you were kissing on your bed with him on top of you. He was shirtless and you were still in full lingerie.
"You're so pretty... all for me too..." Felix said admiring your state. You were embarrassed and tried to cover up. He chuckled and grabbed your hands and interlocked your fingers with his. "Don't cover yourself please... you look so pretty..." He praised. You didn't know why but whenever he called you pretty you felt yourself go crazy.
"Lixie... this is so embarrassing..." You said still not processing your guys' situation. He caressed your cheek. "I can always stop if you want. Just tell me okay love..?" He reassured you as he went back to kissing you. You knew dressed like this that it was pointless to fight against him if he wasn't expecting something out of it.
Noticing you were still embarrassed he moved his hands and kissed down your body until he reached down to the piece of fabric covering your most sensitive spot. Felix looked at you for confirmation if he could take it off. You nodded slightly as Felix hummed. He took it off and placed your legs on each of his shoulders.
"I'm going to start so let me know if I should stop or where you want me to go." He said as you felt his tongue against your core, you felt your breath hitch as he started to eat you up as if you were his favorite meal. You grabbed the sheets not knowing why it felt so good.
As he began to lick and suck your clit he thrusted his finger inside you which caused a whiny moan from you. Felix loved that reaction you had as you could feel him smile against you. "God Lixie... your finger are... their fucking... oh my god..." You moaned out, tightening against his fingers.
Hearing that he started to increase the pace of his thrusts. Which caused you to moan and squeal.
"Felix..! Fuck... wait... wait..!" You felt something in your stomach being built up. "Hmm?" He hummed in response. "My stomach... it feels funny..." You said as he smirked and began to go even faster. "You're close then baby..." He said kissing your clit.
He continued with this as you felt immense pleasure rush through your body. Once your orgasm came you felt your whole body give out as you came. Felix smirked as he felt your climax around his fingers. He pulled his fingers out, licking them in front of you.
"You taste amazing..." He said as you panted, out of breath. He then took off his pants and threw them to the floor. You looked at his bulge through his boxers. To say the least. He was endowed down there. He then pulled off his boxers to reveal his hard cock. You couldn't pull your eyes off of it. He shyly smiled at your face looking at him.
"Can I take off the rest?" He asked as you nodded. He proceeded and took off your bra and stockings. Leaving you completely naked along with him. He admired your body as he ran his fingers along your stomach. "You're so pretty..." He said kissing your breasts gently. "And this is all mine..." He said smiling. You were even more embarrassed as you covered your face. He moved your hands and kissed them. "Don't be shy, you're just such a sight for sore eyes, I can't believe I didn't see you like this sooner..." He said as you blushed even more. He chuckled at your reaction.
"Don't say things like that Felix..." You said quietly but he loved it. He kissed your neck and slowly up to your jawline until he reached your ear. "Can I put it in now..?" He whispered, sounding incredibly needy. You felt your core pulsate as you looked at him. His eyes are full of desire and lust. You felt so weak when he looked at you like that. "Just be gentle..." You requested as he kissed your cheek in response.
He positioned himself as you looked at him waiting. He smacked his hard cock against your core, feeling it hit your clit a few times earning a few whimpers. "I'm going to put it in now..." He said as you nodded. "If you feel any pain, tell me immediately. You hummed in response as he slowly thrusted inside. You felt him slowly enter inside you as you gasped at the feeling. "Only the tip is in, is it too much..?" He asked worryingly. "No... k-keep going..." You said clutching onto the sheets. He continued to thrust inside you. You felt yourself get more and more full. "Everything is in... you're doing so good baby..." He praised as he saw your eyes closed and you biting your lower lip to keep quiet. He went down to you and kissed your lips. "I won't move until it feels good for you too... so let me know when it's okay to move..." He said as you nodded.
As you guys kissed the time away he enjoyed playing with your breasts and after a while you felt yourself get used to his length. "I'm ready... you can start moving..." You said as he nodded, holding your hands to the side of your head as he began to thrust slowly and overtime getting faster and faster.
You felt so good as he kissed you and felt pleasure throughout your whole body. You didn't know that Felix was capable of making you feel this much pleasure. And just then he hit a certain spot which made you give a high pitched moan while kissing. "Right there please Lixie..! Oh god..!" You moaned as Felix listened and kept hitting that spot. You felt your body get shock waves all over from just him hitting that one spot.
You started to tighten and that's when he knew you were close. "Come on baby... show me how I make you feel..." He whined as he began to thrust even faster. After a few more thrusts you came on his cock. You scratched his back leaving deep marks. He pulled out and came on your stomach.
"Holy shit y/n you were so tight I didn't even know if I was going to be able to pull out." Felix said as you blushed and looked away. "Don't say things like that!" You said, full of embarrassment.
He smiled as he picked you up and placed you in the bath. "I'll clean up, just take a bath and once I'm done I'll join you." You smiled realizing that this will be your guys' first time bathing with each other.
After a few minutes. Felix came in with 2 towels and 2 changes of clothes as he joined you inside the bath. "I'll wash your hair, turn around." He said as he washed your hair. No wonder why his hair was so nice, the way he scrubbed your scalp could've made you fall asleep right there. He then rinsed out the soap and after you washed his hair. You guys emptied the bath water, dried yourselves, and changed for bed.
"Good night angel.." He said kissing your forehead.
"Good night lover.." You said looking into his eyes as you both slowly drifted off to sleep.
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He had to perform on stage within the next week. But because of the back scratches being so deep they barely healed when he came back. When he changed everyone saw them and of course not being able to see his back, he thought they healed.
"Holy crap Felix, what did you and y/n-ah do..." Changbin said, looking at Felix's back.
"That looks nasty... it looks like it hasn't healed yet..." Chan said as a very angry Jisung arose.
"I expect that you were aware of the situation you were in when or if I found out?" Jisung said with a stern tone which scared the crap out of Felix.
"Yes, yes..." Felix said as Jisung sighed.
"Just make sure she's happy and I won't come for your throat." He said walking off.
Felix's outfit barely covered the marks and when the stays saw it they went crazy.
'Good. That'll show them.' You thought.
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Hello hello
I'm baackk~
Warnings: English is nkt my first lanuage so there might be grammar errors, also typo's mighz happenen here and there, also swearing
So let's get started shall we?
Streamer!reader accidentaly revealing their relationship with the Xsoleil boys ft.Nina!
You were just doing an ordinary drinking stream, or so you planned to. You didn't realize how much you got caught up in drinking and started answering the questions in the chat. You didn't realize how much of a bad idea it was beacuse of your drunked state. You took a sip of your drink as you read out the next question
'Is there anyone that has your interest in NijisanjiEN' - you rewd the question out lous and without even thinking you answered to it. "Mhmm... And I'm so glad that he's actually my boyfriend..." - you said as you took another sip.
Ver
"I mean who wouldn't love Ver... He's just so perfect, and handsome, and cute, and everything else you could ask for..." - you continued babbling about your boyfriend as the whole chat turned into a mess, both hate and love coming from fans. You would've kept going unless Nina called you up that you should stop the stream since you were so drunk and you didn't realize what were you talking about. You argued a bit with her ws she tried to convince the fans thru the phone call that you were saying nonsense and it was just beacuse you were drunk. But everyone knowing that you're one of the most honest streamers out there, why would you be babbling lies about being together with Ver. Nina luckily got you to turn the stream off and go to bed, but you weren't ready what would happen tomorrow.
As you woke up the next day, you're phone was blown up by how many notifications you got from Twitter. As you opened the app you saw several clips about you talking about how much youlove Ver and so glad that he's your boyfriend. You saw how many other streamer friend of yours tried to protect you, as you got embarrassed from reading all the tweets about your mistake, you finally got yourself together and wrote an apology tweet saying that you were sorry and that too drunk to even know what were you talking about, you didn't mean to say boyfriend as in a relationship but as a good guy friend. After ypu posted the tweet out you immediately called Ver up.
"I'm so sorry about everything honey, I was just-" -he cut into your sentence
"It's okay, but next time make sure that you don't get caught up in drinking and start spilling tea about our relationship okay? Anyways I'll go over to your place in a few minutes okay?" - he said
"Okay, love you" - you said as you giys put the phone down.
'This will be hurting for a while...' - you tought as you looked at the screen of your monitor that had twitter open.
Hex
"I mean who wouldn't like Hex... Just look at him... He has such an attractive voice... His humor... Ahh I could talk about him all day." - you said. You continued talking about him as you took several sips from you drink. You didn't ralize thst you were talking about him for like 5 minutes straight untill Mom came to the rescue and called you up to stop the stream which took her like almost 10 minutes beacuse your drunk ass didn't realize what was going on and you guys ended up arguing untill she finally got you to end the stram and to to bed.
When you woke up your head was hurting like hell, as you remembered back what did you do last night's stream and immediately went up on twitter to see clips about you talking about you dear boyfriend Hex, and others trying to protect you. When you got yourself together you wrote an apology tweet, saying thst it was just a big missunderstanding that the word boyfriend you meant was not the 'in realtionship' term but it was as 'guy friend' term. Hoping that people will belive you as you posted it. After a few minutes of continuing reading the tweets about your mistake your phone buzzed. It was you boyfriend Hex. You immediately pickee upand started apologizing to him about the accident.
"It's okay... Hopefully it will go down in a week or two..." - he said as you were on the verge of tears. "But to be honest... I never imagined that you love me this much" - he chuckled at your reaction as teased you.
"Oh shut up... This is embarrassing" - you said as you huffed and joined to laugh with him.
Doppio
"Pio-chan is just so cute... He's like a giant baby... His laugh... ahh so cute. Everything about him is so cute..." - you continued babbling about your boyfriend. Some of your streamer friends in the chat tried stopping you, writing to you on social media, but Nina saved the night. She called you up talking you down from continueing the stream as you were drunk drunk. After a few minutes of talking and arguing a little she finally got you to stop the stream and get yourself together and go to bed.
The next day you woke up with a terrible headache from being drunk yesterday night.
"Fucking hangovers..." - you said as you tried to get out of bed and get some painkillers. After ypu took them, even tho your head was still hurting you went up on twitter to see everything about your mistake that was clipped and posted everywhere. Everyone was talking about your little tea spilling. You saw some of your friends trying to stop the people from talking about these matters, but everyone knew that they won't die down from just these tweets. You were reading the tweets about yourself as the phone buzzed on your desk. It was Doppio. You didn't really want to answer it being a bit scared how he would react to it. But you eventually picked it up.
"Good morning darling~" - he said lively.
"Good morning" - you said back to him, it was hearable on your voice that you were nervous and embarrassed.
"Are you worried about yesterday night?" - he asked in a softer tone.
"Mhm... I'm sorry" - you answered.
"It's alright it's alright! My company might kill me but let's tell the fans ye? I mean it won't die down until they get to know the thruth yea? So why not make it easier for everyone?" - he said in a reassureing voice.
"I-... Pio-chan... Are you okay? Are you drunk? As I know I was the one drowning myself in drinks and not you." - you asked worriedly laughing a bit.
"Yepp a 100% sure!" - he answered immediately.
The two of you agreed to announce your guy's relationship and after tweeting it out the both you turned your social media's off. Soon enough he arrived at your place and you guys went and played games.
@lonelysimpfor2dmen thank you for the request ❤️ sorry thst it took this long 😭🙏
Hope you guys enjoyed it! Have a nice day! Byeee!
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BLACKPINK Reactions : You Deal With Racism
request : Question, can you do a post about a black reader dating a blackpink member and then dealing with racism? I’m black and never seen it done so it would make me happy!
i was very nervous when i saw this, because i don't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable or to get anything wrong and offend more people, so i hope that i did the request and the community as a whole justice.
i would like to stress and say that while i am filipino, while i have experienced microaggressions, i have been blessed enough to not have experienced outright racism...that i can remember at least.
i hope i do the ideas justice though and to those who have to stand for these actions, you are brave souls indeed.
blackpink x black!reader
disclaimer/s : racial slurs and aggressive acts (verbal and physical), oh and cursing. read with a level head.
Kim Jisoo
When Jisoo began dating you, she entered the relationship with a sort of colorblind mindset. It didn't matter to her what color of skin you had, she just liked you and found your energy electric.
It was never an issue to her, until you came home one night in a rage.
She scrolled through her timeline, laughing softly at viral memes of her member over the course of the tour when you entered the house. Jumping when the door slammed against it's frame as you stormed in. Tears in your eyes as you pulled your jacket off of your body.
Instantly, Jisoo stared at you with a concerned expression. She allowed you to calm down as you paced in front of her, thoughts clouded with rage. "I just can't believe that in this century, this point in time people still look at me with such..."
You're unable to continue your statement, only blundering into a groan of frustration. Jisoo was rather confused, before taking your hands in hers, the contrast between your hands only fueling your frustration further.
You sit beside her before letting your tears run down your cheeks, feeling helpless as she runs her hands atop your head lovingly. "What happened...?" She asks, her clumsy English accent making you smile.
You sniffle softly before pulling your hands, wiping your tears away, "Just some idiots...they thought I couldn't understand them and they said quote-on-quote, be careful with your bags kids, that gangster might steal them from you." You explain quickly, not wanting to dwell on it any further, just wanting to find comfort in your soft girlfriend.
However, your beloved girlfriend simply tilts her head to the side, offering you a small smile. On a normal day, the hint of innocence in her smile would often comfort you, bringing you a sense of calm and reminding you just why you fell for her in the first place.
Now though, it struck you as insensitive and all together it added onto your frustration. Just when you thought she would say nothing more and you could brush it aside, Jisoo says, "Just ignore them."
It wasn't anything offensive. In fact it was good advice. But after the day you had, after how much you've pent up with living in South Korea and having to deal with it each day of your life, ignoring those kinds of comments felt impossible.
You pull your hands away from Jisoo, her bright expression melting into one of concern again. You laugh dryly before getting up, walking towards your shared bedroom, "You...Soo I don't think you get it."
"No, no, I do, I swear," She tries to backtrack before she shifts to face you better. Innocence smeared all over her face. "I get a lot of hate as an idol, but I suppose the best thing to do is to just turn the other cheek."
You laugh again, tears of frustration pricking your eyes. Your hands rushing over your face over and over again in attempts to get your thoughts together. "I will always be discriminated based solely on how my skin looks. It isn't the same." You try to explain calmly in spite of the fire kindling in the pit of your stomach.
Still she looks up at you confused.
You sigh deeply before walking back towards your shared bedroom, "It doesn't matter, Jisoo. It's fine." You say quickly before slowly closing the door behind you. Leaving Jisoo confused and guilty.
As soon as she hears the door click, she's on the phone with Jennie, asking for advice. Wanting to understand you and what you go through better without hurting you further.
"I'm sorry, you said what to her?" Jennie berated her as she looked at your closed door with a bitter taste in her mouth, regretting everything she'd said and done in the span of a five minute conversation.
Kim Jennie
Getting into a very public relationship was already a scandal to Jennie's fans, but dating someone like you was almost unheard of for her fans who saw her as an angel and had assumptions of you. Both of you were very aware of the potential consequences.
But in that moment it was all or nothing. And you were both all in.
To Jennie, the freedom of being able to hold her girlfriend's hand while they were on a date was the most liberating and amazing feeling she could ever have. Your hands intertwined with one another as you told her about your day, waiting for a waiter to approach.
"Ah miss Kim! It's a pleasure to serve you again." The waiter greets politely, his smile gleaming. The rapper offers him a kind smile before she notices that he looks over at you. Expression not as polished, more restrained. Merely offering you an acknowledging nod but she chalked it up to her being a regular and more familiar to the man.
"Hon, what do you feel like having?" Jennie asks you, her hand momentarily breaking from yours to pluck the menu from in front of her. You turn to her but before you can say anything the waiter butts in, "We have a selection of chicken, normally we wouldn't fry anything but if that's what your..." There's a pause as he eyes you up and down, "...companion would like miss Kim we can surely find a way."
You fall silent and laugh nervously while Jennie glares at him, resentment boiling under her skin, "N-No thank you, I'd actually like-" Again he cuts you off, "Or perhaps she would like baked potatoes, Miss Kim? We can have them serve it extra spicy for your companion."
"I can speak for my-"
"However I am sad to say there are no more watermelons available, miss Kim-"
Finally, Jennie has enough and cuts the waiter off with a kind but venomous smile. "First of all, she can speak for herself. If you had anything valuable to say, you can say it directly to her. She is not an object or dare I say what you think she is...the help." Jennie says begrudgingly, shooting you an apologetic look.
She watches the waiter gulp nervously, "Second, the stereotypes you've stuck to her based on what she looks like are not only offensive but outlandishly wrong. And lastly, saying she's my girlfriend. Not a companion but my girlfriend."
You've heard it a million times before but it still makes your insides melt when she says that. A sense of pride fills you as you watch the rapper stand up for you so fiercely. "Now, I suggest you go back and come back when you're ready to actually listen and tend to your patrons." Jennie finishes before the man bows, muttering a soft apology before he runs back to the kitchen.
You look over at your flushed with rage girlfriend before she looks over at you rather sheepishly. "I"m sorry if I caused a scene." You smile and shake your head, leaning in to place a delicate kiss over her soft cheek.
"I've never seen you get so riled up, Jen." You pause to laugh softly, "Anger is almost a good color on you."
She pauses and leans into you, catching you off guard. Just a moment ago she was a warrior, ready to fight any battle for you. The armor quickly melts as her hand finds yours again. Her thumb brushes over your knuckles, making you lean in closer. Nose burrowing in her hair.
"I shouldn't have made a scene...It might have made you look even worse to the public...I can see the headline now. Jennie Kim's black girlfriend is a bad influence to her good girl nature." Her voice is fragile before you shake your head.
"You meant well, Jen. Just don't make it a every night thing." You whisper before leaving a light kiss on the crown of her head. In attempts to lighten the mood, you look down at the menu, "You know, that chicken sound about right now."
Jennie chuckles softly before shoving your chest gently, "Shut up Y/n, I know you don't like chicken."
After that, the night wasn't so bad. But Jennie definitely took note to not come to the restaurant again.
Park Chaeyoung / Rosé
From the moment you entered the limelight as Park Chaeyoung's girlfriend, you were under so much more fire than you usually were. Scrutinized for every little thing and it didn't help that you were a woman of color.
It was an uphill battle every day, working extra hard to prove that you were worthy of the Blink's angel on Earth. You couldn't afford to make a mistake or even be proud of your heritage.
Rosé saw the pain that caused you every day.
One day, being fed up with how restricted you had to be, she got you something that she thought you would have loved.
"Okay Rosie, my eyes are closed and I'm in the bedroom. What's this big surprise?" You ask, laughter bubbling up in your chest as you feel around, swatting the air excitedly. You hear your girlfriend giggle softly before excitedly screaming, "Open your eyes love!"
You open your eyes and see a set of matching outfits. You chuckle as you turn to Rosé who wore a proud smile. It was the one where her cheeks crumpled in and her eyes were crescents, it made your heart do all sorts of flips. "We're going to your favorite coffee shop, picking out some books, and playing chess in the park down the street! Everything you've been hinting at the past few weeks."
You blush and twirl on your own axis, "I didn't think you were listening."
She smiles before leaning forward, pressing her lips to yours. "Get dressed, my love. I'm going to hop in the shower." She pecks your lips again quickly, "I want to be looking my best for you."
You smile as Rosé skips happily to the bathroom. You walk over to the bed, a smile growing on your lips as you see just what she's done. She was truly a dream come true.
After preparing yourselves, you take a short walk to the coffee shop nearby. It was secluded enough that Rosé wouldn't be spotted and they made your favorite drink perfectly. Of course there was an odd stare here and there upon seeing you walk in, but you'd come so often that it had slowly stopped.
"Y/n! You're back!" The manager called out jovially before taking head of the register. "You make it sound like I wasn't here last week, Han." You joke before Rosé departs from you to grab a table.
You say your order and the older man nods, striking up conversation with a new staff member. He introduces you but you can see the distain in her eyes as she nods you off. Feeling uneasy you walk over to your girlfriend who chirps up when you walk towards her.
You force a shaky smile, being fully aware of how much of your skin was showing in the outfit Rosé chose, pulling it down every few seconds. She takes your hand in hers, a concerned pair of eyes baring into yours, "Home...?"
A fond smile finds its way onto your face. She only asked when she was worried if you felt comfortable or not and would act according to your answer. You shake your head as the manager serves you your drinks, offering you his apologies about his employee. The singer's eyes shoot back to you but you wave off the concern.
You think it will get better at the bookstore. For a moment, there's a sense of bliss as you and your girlfriend roam around, laughing at certain titles, and offering one another a few recommendations.
You notice the owner's daughter carefully watching you but there was no surprise to you there. It was something you'd grown used to over the years of living in South Korea but it wouldn't deter you from the day Rosé had planned.
You two walk out hand in hand after you checked out. You read the back to Rosé who was curious what you had picked up. "'...will Lucky be able to escape the regime forced onto her or will luck not be on her side this time...?' I don't know it sounded really cool when I picked it up."
She laughs before nodding along, "So...park or home, my love?"
You look up at her with a warm smile, "Rosie I'm fine, you don't need to worry about-"
"Hey! Stop!" Your words are cut off, you and Rosé turn around surprised at the angry young woman, practically gasping for air. Your girlfriend raises a curious brow while dread sets into your stomach. "You didn't pay for that!"
You open your mouth to explain when she shakes her head disappointed, "I watched you the whole time! Not once did you hand that to any staff member. I had a feeling when you walked in something would happen." She pries the book out of your hands and shoves your shoulder. Your eyes jot everywhere at once, panic filling you as a crowd begins to form. "How dare you try and steal from my father, you know your people have always-"
Rosé steps between the two of you with a piece of paper in her hands, "I paid for both books myself, you can see for yourself." The woman, recognizing the idol, lets her jaw hang open and eyes bulge to an alarming degree. Her hands tremble as she takes the receipt, reading it quickly before handing it back, offering the idol a low bow.
Without another word, Rosé wraps her arm around you and she guides you away from the now-dispersing scene. She taps your waist gently, before whispering, "Home?"
You nod, tears flooding your eyes, "Home."
She nods before quickly walking back to the safety of your shared apartment with her blood boiling. But she would get it all out later, in her own time. She knew that she needed to be strong for you, even for a moment.
Lalisa Manoban / Lisa
Lisa was absolutely bouncing off the walls to call you her girlfriend...that the most amazing, kind, intelligent, talented, and gorgeous being chose her. While you think you're the one who lucked out with her, she actively denied it.
In that spirit, she wanted to show you off constantly. In public appearances, you two were attached at the hip. You were always permitted backstage at the group's concerts. And most of all, once your relationship was made public, she bragged about her beloved girlfriend on social media.
It was innocent at first. Wanting Blinks to get a glimpse into her personal life, but then it became a whole PR thing for the company. Green lighting and excusing their actions by showing off that one of the company's aces, Lisa Manoban, was all about people of color so that excused all their actions.
However, that didn't stop Blinks who weren't on board to come after you and Lisa.
It was meant to be a romantic night, Lisa drew you a bath for the both of you when you got home, cooked you a nice hot meal, and played the romcom you watched for your first date.
It was a lovely evening. But it did come with a lot of preparation, so the moment the meet-cute for the couple in the movie rolled around your girlfriend was sound asleep on your shoulder. You smile fondly and see your phone light up.
A notification on Instagram.
You smile warmly as you see a post by Lisa. She had uploaded a time lapse of the bits of the evening that were appropriate and posted it for her fans to enjoy. You cringe to yourself as you see your surprised face when you see the meal she had prepared, but a loving smile grows from the sour face when you see the elation in her expression. Arms wide open for you to fall into.
By the end of the video, you've pulled Lisa closer to your body, gaining extra appreciation for your beloved. You see the likes and shares sky-rocket and feel the love from her fans.
But curiosity killed the cat. It was Lisa's number one rule about social media posts with you in them to not go through the comments. As an idol, she knew how toxic they could get. You scrolled through the text, it was sweet for the most part. Commenting how you were so happy with one another.
But those weren't the ones that stood out to you.
no one ever told me lisa got a pet gorilla 🤣
she's using lisa for clout, chick probably doesnt even shower probably, look how smelly she looks 🫥🫥🫥
🤮🤮🤮
@lalalalisa blink twice in your next story if you're being held hostage by this n-word (im sorry but im not writing the whole word)
They echo in your head and before you know it tears are streaming down your cheeks. The realization that you were probably in over your head. What was Lisa doing with someone like you anyway?
Feeling the dampness of your tears on her cheek, Lisa groggily lifts her head. Try as you may to hide it, she was wide awake when she saw the weepy look on your face. She's quick to brush the residuals away and her sleepy expression twinges into one of concern.
"Baby...baby...what happened? What-"
"I know you told me not to look at comments but I couldn't help it...and-and..." Your voice failed you and you fell into fits of sobs, unable to properly convey your emotions. Without another word, she takes you in her arms, brushing your hair back.
You calm down after a while, choking on air as you try to breath. Lisa patiently waits for you to be completely fine before she pulls away. She looks down at the bright screen and tosses the device to the side.
The dancer cups your cheeks, "I don't blame you, sometimes you want to know what they're going to say...so that when they say it again, it can't hurt you." She chuckles bitterly before continuing, "When I first came to Korea, I was the only trainee who wasn't Korean in the batch. They called me every name in the book, made fun of my accent, said that I was probably a transgender trying to pass as a woman."
You scowl before taking her free hand. "I'm sorry you had to go through that Lili..." A protective aura floating around you. Lisa shakes her head, whether its to say 'no' or to shake out the tears is a mystery to you. "People are shitty for no reason other than to feel superior to others."
She pauses, leaving a lingering kiss over your lips before pulling away, the pad of her thumb rubbing against your cheek lovingly. "But no matter what these people say, I love you. Despite everything people may think. I. Love. You."
You smile before nodding and pressing your forehead against hers, your grip on her hand tightening. "I'm lucky to have you, Lili."
"I'm even luckier, N/n."
The rest of the night was dedicated to you two talking about your experiences and feelings about them.
By morning, comments were disabled and a story defending you was posted. Suffice to say, Lisa made a personal account for just you and her friends.
i am so scared of posting this because sincerely i dont want to offend anyone but i do think it's important for media like this on a more informal platform to open up about how to and not to treat situations like this.
i hope this got across what my anon wanted :"") and i hope you all enjoyed this one and i'll probably see you all tomorrow with a fluffier oneshot, im sorry this is how i returned to tumblr :"")
- r
#blackpink#blackpink x reader#blackpink imagines#blackpink reactions#blackpink fluff#blackpink angst#kpop idol x reader#kpop idol imagines#kpop x reader#kpop imagines#girl group imagines#girl group x reader#girl group reactions#black!reader#black!fem!reader#purecantarella
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Yes, Honedge!
Something i'd like to point out about its face:
It doesn't have a goofy face, the holes in the scabbard just make it look that way. In reality, it just has a single eye.
With that in mind, could you please do a version without the scabbard?
iiii figured this was common knowledge enough to not warrant an additional form, but alright:
some of the guard disappeared but it's okay. i never even saw that part of the scabbard as a face—the blue eye is very obviously an eye. i don't know if anyone actually thought that was its face. however, i do find it interesting that even after removing the scabbard textures, it still has textures for that "face" remaining:
which implies it's a face more than anything i've seen of the matter before this point
anyway there's so many asks in the box right now so let's just go through all of them:
in order from oldest to newest, here we go:
this is true. most of the models are shiny, unless they have a "colladamax" variant
ahh it's fine. i considered it might have been a request but i also doubted it considering pangoro was literally next so i assumed you were just excited. me complaining about requests was unrelated—another ask i got around the same time
well then maybe it's not a bad thing. you certainly phrased it like one, it seems, but that might just be unfortunate connotations with the way you said it? glad we could clear up the confusion i guess
we do need more snakes, but i also like the bipedal pokémon, as a furry. back when everyone was begging sprigatito not to stand up, i saw through their thinly-veiled furry hate and was begging sprigatito to go against the grain and stand up anyway. and then they did and now meowscarada is one of my favorite pokémon. get fucked, normies (i am sorry for saying this)
↑ i didn't know this until i looked it up! this is interesting. stuff like the male version learning misty terrain but the female version learning more type coverage. this is very strange but i like it. only girls can use magical leaf and charge beam sorry boys
thank you! i can explain it. it is because pokémon are getting very close and staring at you
as for the inspiration for this blog, it was mostly snivy. i remember one day thinking that snivy's big nose would make it look very silly from the front, and being like "damn. someone should compile a list of what every pokémon looks like from the front. damn. that would make a good tumblr blog bc some of those would be really funny. damn. i should do that" and then i did. but that was back in 2020—pretty soon after i ended up starting college which didn't allot me a lot of time for updating this blog, and although i kept swearing i'd go back, somewhat soon after that i went through a breakup and just wanted to take a while for myself. a bit after that, tumblr user sewatari reblogged one of the posts on this blog again (the weedle post, i believe?) and singlehandedly revived this blog by reminding me that they still cared about it. and that's fucking awesome?? tbh?? so thank them for this blog's continued existence. if you scroll waaaayyyy back far enough in the archive, you'll probably see that miniature saga. the images back from the first gen and onwards were a little bit icky as i got grips on how to actually go about this blog and manipulate the models in the right way to get them to work, which is why i can never really recommend folks scroll all the way back in the blog, but it's a look back into my own personal history, i suppose
apologies for breaking the magic, although i don't think anyone keeps up with the "i am a pokémon taking real live pictures of other pokémon with the camera right in their face" lore because no one pays attention to the backgrounds of the images (which used to change much more than they do now, but that's just because no one ever noticed or pointed them out. the background is not the focus of the image—it's the pokémon itself; thus, why look at the background? staging the pokémon in a setting used to be important to me, but now i don't worry about it and cycle between the same few backgrounds) or the asks, really. it's the commentary in the tags everyone comes here for, of course
she's a fully-grown woman with a house
then you'll love the top of this post
they probably wouldn't think it looks like anything because they aren't familiar with what honedge looks like so they would just picture nothing in their head. or they would just make up what they Think honedge might look like based on its name, or something, and then imagine that front-facing
i don't know which one of these is the real one. but we have some discrepancy here. also apparently this is a wider-spread belief than i thought
OKAY. i think that's all of them. if you read all the way here to the end, that's. powerful. for those of you who stuck around this long, i'm live right now with a test stream having some breakfast and playing pokémon. come join in, if you're bored this morning!
edit: it's over but i'll probably do it again some time, more likely at a more reasonable hour next time. considering the idea of doing a fully voiced pmd series—perhaps that'll be the next stream. or i'll leave another test one for it. who knows!
#not pkmn#nose ratings#extremely long post under the cut#i missed a few days of these so you're getting them ALL at once#the test stream probably won't be anything interesting btw. so you're not missing out if you don't show up#probably. who knows what i'll do. maybe i'll queue up the next set of pokémon live on camera. or maybe i'll fail at some tera raids#or maybe i'll find a random full-odds shiny in sv. or i'll go shiny hunting or something. y'never know!!#also fun fact apparently if you edit a tumblr post with a readmore‚ it moves the readmore down every time you edit it#why? no idea
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My birthday gift from me, to myself:
Another (mostly) Trevailshipping Fic :3
Based on that one post I saw a while back about a similar concept.
@sincerely-sofie I truely can't get enough of them being mushy and cute. I am quietly and kindly but passionately asking you to make more if you can.
Ark Is being haunted.
Ark is being haunted by nightmares.
Not literally of course, he isn't capable of falling asleep naturally after all.
But he is nonetheless being haunted.
By himself.
Or rather, by Darkrai.
For a few months now, he's been seeing a transparent version of himself wherever he is. Berating him. Telling him just how much of a failure he is.
Ark hears Darkrai yelling at him while he spends time with Opal. Telling him that he actually wants nothing more than to level her with the dust.
There have been times where he nearly launched an attack towards where Twig was, to defend her from Darkrai while he attempted to slit her throat.
Ark can't go anywhere or talk to anyone without feeling like he's putting on an act.
But the worst part is that only Ark can see and hear him.
It's tortuous, he feels like his family are in constant danger. Ark feels like he can't leave any of them alone in a room.
Ark knows that Darkrai is incapable of doing anything, but it's maddening hearing and seeing someone so brazenly make threats towards the people he loves, while knowing there isn't a thing he can do about it.
All he can do is just wait for him to dissappear.
~~~~~~~
One morning, Ark noticed that Twig hadn't awoke when she normally does. He gently opened the door to her room to see her clenching her head. Ark gently asked what was wrong.
"You are the cause of her pain." Darkrai whispered.
Twig groaned in pain. "Migraine." She mumbled. Ark made silent haste to get painkillers for her.
Some time after taking them, Ark never leaving her side, Twig sat up, still rubbing her eyes.
"Are you aware of the pain's origin?" Ark quietly questioned.
"Kinda." Twig mumbled.
"It's because of you." Darkrai said, rising from the ground behind her.
Ark paid him no mind. Not even looking at him. Everything he's uttered has been lies.
"I think it was a nightmare."
"See? It's your fault." Darkrai viciously whispered, slowly running a claw across Twig's neck.
Ark commanded his heart to stop speeding up.
"Was it a memory?"
Twig groaned in pain, the effort of thinking making her head hurt. "I don't remember any of it. I just know it was bad... I think it involved Darkrai in some way though."
Ark's hackles raised as Darkrai laughed with a sadistic mirth.
"Don't you understand? Your very presence is causing her harm. You are blind to the suffering you cause."
Ark had to ask himself if Darkrai is slowly gaining back power.
"You alright man?" Twig asked. Ark hadn't even realized he'd been glaring at Darkrai. To her, he must have seemed really angry at that wall.
Ark glanced away from her, which probably looked much more suspicious. "I am well."
Twig tilted her head. "Are you sure? You looked really mad."
Ark deeply sighed to give himself a few more seconds to think of an excuse.
"I am. I'm simply concerned for your well-being Twig..." Ark paused
"You aren't, you selfish fool." Darkrai growled.
Ark looked at Twig. "If it would make you feel safe, then I will-"
Twig shot a hand up. "Stop." She interrupted. Twig looked at him with loving concern, grabbing his hands and holding them in hers.
"I don't want you to leave or whatever dude. I had a nightmare about Darkrai. Not you. I swear I feel nothing but safe around you Ark."
Ark struggled to find any way to respond. Goodness, he loves her so much.
Darkrai moved his head down right next to Twig's, staring directly into Ark.
"She's always been such a terrible liar."
Ark had to suppress the urge to scream at Darkrai. His anger at this specter was unmatched.
Every. Time.
Every time she's said something nice to him over these last months, he claims it's a lie. Born from pity, or some life debt, or that she is plotting to end his life.
He knows it isn't true...
He constantly reminds himself that it isn't true...
He knows in his heart that all of these are lies...
SO THEN WHY DOES HE STILL FEEL DOUBT!?
"So." Twig continued. "Can you please tell me what's bothering you?"
Ark searched for what he can say. He can't tell her what's happening. He can't tell her that Darkrai might be returning. He cannot tell her that he sometimes questions the intention behind her kind words.
Ark sighed. "It's simply that I feel angry for how I treated you in the past." It wasn't a complete lie.
"You don't regret it." Darkrai whispered.
"Dude." Twig gently nudged his shoulder with her fist. "Haven't I told you to quit worrying about that?" She said, giving him a fond smile.
"I already told you. I've forgiven you for what you did."
"No she has not."
"You aren't the same person you were back then Ark."
"Yes you are."
"It's in the past. Things have changed."
"We are proof that is false."
"So, do me a favor and quit beating yourself up about it." Twig gave him a warm grin that he would die for. "I'll beat you up for you, if you screw up. 'Kay?"
Darkrai positioned himself next to Twig so he could look Ark in the eye.
"She has outright admitted her plans to bring harm upon you. If you were wise you would finish it."
Ark nodded to Twig. Both him and Darkrai lying. She beamed even brighter as a response, her tail gently wagging.
"Thanks man." She said as she leaned forward to press her forehead against his, an action that Ark reciprocated while Darkrai whispered vile things that Ark tried to tune out.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Ark couldn't tell if he was paranoid or if Darkrai really was growing in power. He feels like the amount of nightmares that Opal and Twig have been getting has increased. He's hidden a journal with a chart, keeping track of what days either of them have had a nightmare.
He realized that he truly was exhausted when he caught himself crossing out sections that Darkrai had said were inaccurate.
Ark felt trapped. He didn't know what to do. Twig was visibly becoming more concerned about him, and Opal is avoiding spending time with him. Wait, no. Opal isn't avoiding him. Darkrai told him that she was and he believed him.
He believed him.
Or did he say that and he didnt believe him, but he was right? And if he was right about this then what other things is he right about?
It was becoming too much for him. Ark didnt know how much longer he can keep up this facade. If he's believing these things, then how long will it take before he commits one of the actions that Darkrai has been telling him to do?
Ark needed to talk to someone. But who? He can't talk to Twig, even imagining the way she would look at him filled him with dread. He can't tell anyone from the 'future trio', they wouldnt understand. Gardevoir would hate him if she found out what he did. There was no way in heck he was going to confide in Skuntank. Ark was completely alone. There was nobody he could...
...
Oh.
There was one person that he could talk to.
He hated the fact that he's been brought to this point, but he was completely out of options.
Ark deeply sighed as he used his powers to reach out to Cresselia.
~~~
Ark slowly approached the clearing that he'd requested Cresselia to meet him in. The moonlight gently shining over everything. Being told that this would be the perfect time to begin again his plan to cover the world in darkness.
Darkrai suddenly froze once Cresselia was able to be seen. Being silent in a way that Ark had been longing for.
Ark and Cresselia both stood there in silence, staring at each other while Darkrai screamed at Ark. Some incoherently hateful nonsense that Ark had believed in the past.
Ark feared that on some level, he still does.
"You requested my assistance?" Cresselia broke the silence, nervously wringing her hands together.
Darkrai's wrath towards him almost seemed to pale in comparison to how Ark felt towards the world so long ago.
Ark slowly recounted what had been happening to him. Carefully considering each word he said, so as to not repeat something that Darkrai was yelling at him.
Cresselia stood there in attentive silence the entire time. Listening to everything he'd said.
"I see..." Cresselia muttered once Ark finished his story.
That's it?
That's all she has to say!?
No. Stop. Give her time to think.
Cresselia stared at the ground.
"So... you believe that you are reverting back to who you once were..." Cresselia confirmed.
"There is no reverting to be done, because you never changed in-"
Cresselia looked up at Ark with a determined expression. "I don't believe you."
Both Ark and Darkrai flinched. Memories of Cresselia saying similar things to him came flooding back.
For a brief moment, he considered heeding Darkrai's suggestions.
Cresselia's expression changed from one of determination to sadness when she registered Ark's.
"I- No! That came out wrong!" She held her face in her hands. "I meant to say that I don't believe that will happen to you."
Ark's expression fell from wrath, to confusion, to sadness. Darkrai noticed.
"SHE'S LYING!!!" He roared.
Cresselia looked up at Ark. "I... I don't fear that you will try and accomplish what you had attempted back then."
"SHE'S LYING!!!" Darkrai repeated.
"I don't expect you to ever forgive me for what I wrought upon you. And Im not ever going to be able to forgive myself either."
Ark felt shocked at what she said, and just how similar it felt to what he said to Twig.
Darkrai seemed stunned at what she said, before repeating once more what he said previously.
"But the anger you felt, that plan you created..." Ark could see tears welling in Cresselia's eyes. "Please don't blame yourself for that. The blame falls upon me alone."
Ark couldn't hear the things Darkrai was yelling at him. He could tell that he still was, but it sounded muffled.
"These last several years have made it crystal clear that I have nothing to be cautious of..."
Ark felt like his chest would cave in.
Cresselia looked at him with tears streaming down her face.
"You aren't who you once were." She choked out. Echoing the words which Twig had said.
Ark didn't know how to react. That letter Cresselia had given him made all of this already known to him. But hearing her say this all aloud to him...
Ark stared at the ground, trying to piece together the emotions he was feeling. He felt like running away. He felt like crying. He felt like embracing her. He felt like ripping his own heart out.
Ark stood there trying to find the words to say when he realized something.
He couldn't hear or see Darkrai.
Yes, he was still having those vile, hateful thoughts, but it didn't feel like he had been chained down anymore. He felt like a clarity he'd been deprived of had fallen upon him. He finally felt like he could distinguish his intentions from his thoughts.
Ark struggled for a long time to figure out how best to express his gratitude towards Cresselia. He never did hug her, but she seemed so incredibly relieved, when he finally managed to.
Ark took note of how conflicted she looked when he made it know that he doesn't hate her anymore.
~~
Ark silently opened the door to his home, careful not to wake Twig or Opal.
His heart skipped a beat when he saw that Twig was sitting on the couch, looking at him with intense worry and relief.
"Ark!" She practically lept from her seat to hug him.
"Twig? Why are you still awake?"
"I was worried dude!" She looked at him with a loving irritation. "I can tell when you leave the house. I... You can't just leave without saying anything! Not after how you've been acting!"
Right. He never did tell her what had been happening to him.
Ark took in a shaky breath. "I owe you an explanation for my lapse in behavior."
He and Twig sat on the couch. Twig holding his hand in hers as she leaned against him. He explained what had been happening to him.
All of his thoughts, the way he doubted her, the way he'd thought that his intentions were to hurt her. The hatred he felt towards himself when he thought he was considering hurting her.
Everything.
His thoughts of how much he wanted to end her only arose a few times as quiet, intrusive thoughts. Compared to how constant they were before.
Twig never once moved away from him. She never let go of his hand. At no point did she look at him with the disgust he had thought she would express.
He knew for certain now, that everything will be okay.
#i really like 'shaky breaths' dont I huh.#the present is a gift au#pmd eos#fanfic of a fanfic#trevailshipping#i was halfway through writing this when i realized how similar this sounded to the experiences-#-you've expressed having had with Schizophrenia Sofie#and seeing as how i dont actually struggle with anything close to that#i am actually pretty scared that this might come across as insensitive or inaccurate#im especially fearful of that being applied to how it's resolved in a relatively quick way#hopefully if it is; it isnt too too bad.#please let me know if it is though
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professional help, c5. preview
simon riley x original character.
abstract: hi this is Simon. okay, before you read this, I'm gonna say this once and never repeat it again. maybe she was right. don't tell her I told you, and don't you dare even remember anything I said in this stupid chapter.
trigger warnings: violence, sexual assault, mentions of rape, trauma, sexual themes, swearing, use of alcohol and drugs, awful deaths.
song to listen to when reading this: Heartbeat, Childish Gambino.
He had thought about Jude quite a bit. He knew nothing about her, but she made an impression on him. She was interesting. He wanted to know if she was still angry at him, for what he said. He thought a lot if he had been too rude, and he always settled on a no. He had fun, played a bit, picked a little fight. He was sure she could handle it, she didn't seem like the type to get offended easily.
He made it a mission to find out things about her. He wanted to know if she still lived in that apartment he saw a year prior, the layout of her house. Did she live alone? Maybe she had a boyfriend. How old was she? Knowing so little about this girl drove him mad. She had an intriguing presence, she was captivating. And she always seemed to crash important events. This time she didn't bother knocking on the briefing room door. She came straight in. This time she really looked like death.
'He didn't show up' she said, not waiting for anyone to speak.
Jude interrupted him, and frankly, ha quite hoped she would. 'I'm going with them'. Him and Price spoke at the same time 'You're not'. We're not out here playing spies. She didn't flinch. 'I am!'
'You're gonna tell us if you see him, 'kay?' he instructed, strapping his vest tighter on his chest. 'Sure'. They were passing by a few shops, a gas station, a mechanic shop. 'How long have you been working here?' Gaz was really interested into making conversation hu? Simon was driving silently, his foot lingering on the brakes just in case he spotted something. 'Two years' she replied. Her tone was soft unlike when she had talked to him. Her voice was warm. Not really the time to get to know each other, guys...
notes: hi... I'm very tired. I've been thinking about LIFE a lot lately. I've worked all weekend (waitressing) I'm still trying to deal with having a million exams, my ex is messaging me and I don't like one of my girlfriends anymore. life feels weird these days. I can't really get which emotions I'm feeling. I feel like I've neglected this story, I'm still posting chapters that I wrote months ago but I will have to continue at some point... and I love this story and I love Jude and I want to continue, it's 9.11 pm and I'm ready for bed guys I'm not playing with you. I'm sorry if chapter four was a bit shit. and I don't have a picture for chapter 5, I promise I will make one asap. and try not to explode. have a good night/day, full chapter on Saturday!
love, mare.
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