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kairiscorner · 4 months

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omg i have a request for denji 🤭🤭 first off:: time skip (aka high school) fluff pls, fem!reader, maybeee something like the reader was gonna go on a date (planned to meet up at the local park?) but got stood up and while denji is going on a walk he spots her and recognizes her from school (same class or just saw in halls idc) decides to take her on a date?? idk it sounds cute lolol

hearts' day 002.

a surprise date with denji.

"what's got you all sad and stuff?"

a gruff voice asked you while you sobbed into your now wet palms. you looked up slowly at him with watery eyes and trembling lips, hoping you didn't look so pathetic, like you didn't just get stood up on a date you waited a whole week for.

you sniffed back your snot and blinked away your hot tears as you realized it was that blonde kid in your class, hayakawa, asking you what was up with you–his pinky finger gracefully shoved away in his nostril, picking his nose, while he looked down at you with his amber colored irises.

you didn't know what was more pitiful, the fact you got stood up by someone you really liked and were left alone after waiting around for them for nearly 3 hours at this point, or the fact that you were being sort-of-but-not-really comforted by a stranger, who wasn't exactly a stranger, from your class, picking his nose for a sizeable booger.

with a shaky breath, you looked up at the color of the setting sun–the deep, fiery red, orange, and yellow hues in the sky reminding you of how long it had been since you arrived in this damned park, only to be made a fool out of when nobody arrived to take you to the date you really, really looked forward to going.

"...i got stood up." you muttered, wiping away your tears as your gaze fell down to your bright, shining shoes that you bought specifically to impress your date. denji let out a small, 'huh' sound, and sat next to you on the bench; flicking away a small booger he caught, then wiping his finger on his shirt after.

"well, what if we went on a date?" he asked you nonchalantly. your eyes widened at his suggestion, but a part of you felt a little grosses out by it. "us?" you asked in sheer confusion. "yeah. what, don't wanna go on a date with the one and only chainsaw man? too scared ta do it? i bet you are." he said with a mischievous grin and a devilish tone of mockery in his voice as he challenged you.

this boy always said he was chainsaw man, not like anyone–nor you–believed him, but at this point, you were too broken up to really give a damn about anything else he was saying aside from the fact he was more than willing to take a pretty girl who's been disappointed and heartbroken out for the night of her life.

you sighed, leaning your head against the bench's backrest and shrugged. "okay." you murmured, making denji chuckle and stand up. he extended his clean hand towards you and gave you a sharp, toothy smile. "i've got a game of uno waiting for us back at my place, and a little devil to take care of, but she's not gonna give a shit. maybe."

you find yourself chuckling ironically at how sweet his gesture is, offering to take you to his place to play a game of uno, maybe get some takeout from that chinese place he's been mumbling to himself about craving their food for, and maybe brewing you some tea even though he hates it–all because he's heard you like it.

"ya like tea?" he asked you when he turned to you, not realizing you two were holding hands this whole time. you snap out of your inner thoughts and look him in the eyes. you nod and raise an eyebrow in surprise. "how'd you know?"

"dunno, y'seem like the type to like tea. you're like... all pretty and sweet and shit, y'know? and i heard you talkin' to yer friends once about this tea house y'really wanted to go to someday, so... yeah, if i get the money, i'll take ya there. but fer now, yer stuck with the denji hayakawa special brew." he joked, making your cheeks feel a little warm at how thoughtful he was being without even trying.

something tells you this new surprise date would be a little better than you expected, hopefully.

#denji hayakawa #denji #denji csm #denji chainsaw man #csm denji #csm x reader #csm fanfic #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man #denji x reader #denji x you

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groupiewhoreee · 1 year

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Can you write if it’s possible Guns N’ Roses headcons ? <33

hii! yes, i can. i was thinking of writing headcanons for them, and writing headcanons for characters are quicker to write other than fics! thnx for ur req <3

(STILL WRITING ALL OF UR REQ JUST POSTING THE ONES I HAVE DONE!)

Guns N' Roses Head-canons (NSFW ADDITION!)

Warnings: Smut, y'know the kinky stuff. (Minors DNI! 18+ people only. I cant force ya, but it's highly recommended you leave.)

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AXL ROSE

Y'know, Axl is willing to do it anywhere at this point. Anytime, too. But, depends on how he's feeling at the moment. He can do it backstage, dressing room(s), restaurants, in the studio, practically anywhere if you two get the chance. You guys tried doing it in a family restroom. Duff accidentally walked in on you both at one time.

He's pretty rough during sex I would say. He degrades you, calls you names, (Dumb, Slut, Whore, etc) But he can be assuring and sweet at times only if he's in a good mood. If he isn't, he's choking you and smacking ur ass making red hand prints.

He cums anywhere between ur ass, tits, and stomach. Unless you want to get pregnant, its in you. Which is what happens rarely. He's somewhat iffy about having kids with you, although he tries being sweet about it. He loves you n all, but having mini Axl's will be a bit weird.

Axl doesn't haven't many kinks, but we all saw the 'Its So Easy' music video. He likes BDSM, And that's basically it. He's willingly able to try any kink you'd want. Shit and Piss crosses the line with him though.

I think Axl is willing to share you with one of his bandmates, he would share you with Slash most likely or Duff.

Seeing you in red lingerie is what gets him going usually, but if ur talking or looking at other dudes other than him and his bandmates then he'll probably pull u aside and y'know…

SLASH HUDSON

Y'know, Sex with Slash is very like chill. You and him have very soft, sensual sex unless he's in a bad mood. When hes in a bad mood he goes wilddd. Tugging ur hair, choking you. All that dirty shit.

Breeding kink. Nuff said.

if, you don't want him inside of you, and you want it somewhere else, then its on ur ass or stomach most likely, or in ur mouth/face. He likes seeing his cum anywhere on you.

Doggy style usually or however you two end up. He doesn't mind trying new positions if ur getting bored. He's chill and open with trying new things!

He also would share you with someone like his band mates. I think he'd share you with Axl most likely. If not, Duff.

Slash is like - chill after sex. He usually apologizes a ton, and then has a smoke. He will occasionally cuddle with you.

DUFF MCKAGAN

Duff during sex, he can occasionally be rough and demanding with you, but usually he is sweet and caring for you during sex, but it's mostly the first one unless thats not what ur feeling.

Duff is very hesitant on trying new things with you sorta. He sometimes doesn't really wanna try anything and at other times its, 'Yeah, lets try that!' No in-between.

He is somewhat like Slash and Axl combined. Its chill at times, like he gets a boner and thats the go to, and other times he's like an animal like Axl. His mood has a big part in everything.

He either gets up really early and stays up super late, or Gets up super late and goes to bed early. Morning sex tends to occur occasionally and before concerts and everything. If he's on tour, phone sex bound to happen. Or he just looks thru the picture book he has of you.

He has a habit of choking you during sex to where it almost cuts ur airway off. And of course, you like it. (If you don't then he won't choke you like that, obviously.) He just can't help it.

I think Duff can be that type of dude to just casually be smoking during sex like its nothing.

IZZY STRADLIN

Y'know, I think Izzy is very laid back after and somewhat during sex. He always gets a smoke before and after. He will usually help you clean up, but he will also cuddle afterwards with you. He spoons you, practically burying you. Or he just quickly passes out afterwards and snores like there's no tomorrow. But its either, if you want to cuddle just ask him, I'm sure he'll agree to it unless something is going on or he isn't in the mood at the moment.

He is a legend, practically a god at dirty talking to you, omg. He just lets off when he starts dirty talking to you its just crazy. And he sometimes whispers sweet nothingness into ur ear and publicly flirts with you just to get you turned on the slightest by it, so when you two get home, your all ready for him.

Izzy isn't as serious during sex. He like— can crack a few smiles, and he'll laugh and joke with you at times if you fall off the bed, make weird sounds, and all that junk. But he can get really into the mood depending on his own mood. Like, he gets really into it.

He remains eye contact during sex all the time, he looks at you while ur mascara runs down ur cheeks, while you roll ur eyes back and throw ur head backwards in such pleasure that he's allowing you to experience. He love seeing ur face during sex. It reminds him of how well he treats you in a way.

He likes when you wear black, or white lingerie. It just makes him legit go nuts. Seeing the black bow peek from ur white button down gets him turned on. Seeing the white straps when he sees you.. omg.

He won't go far with whips and everything, he only uses his hand to spank you. He isn't interested in heavy bdsm like Axl, but he will pull ur hair, spit on you, call you names and everything, but he won't go far with gags, and all that. Just no.

STEVEN ADLER

Steven Is so sweet, I cannot. During sex he is so assuring and caring. He makes sure everything is okay for you and that what he is doing is alright with you. He kisses ur cheeks and lets you know that it's fine. He's very sensual too during. He holds ur hands, place lightly pink colored love marks on ur neck. But other times he's pulling ur hair, teasing you, and degrading you only the slightest.

He is cuddly after sex. He helps you of course, but other times he quickly passes out like theres no tomorrow. He loves you and wants to make sure ur okay afterwards. He is very helpful and caring, thats for sure.

Although, Steven can get a bit rough. He can start degrading you, pulling ur hair and tugging it. He'll start teasing you and messing with you. But he can get a bit submissive. He'll let you top him definitely. He'll call you mommy, and he loves when u call him good boy. He loves when u edge him.

He has a breeding kink like Slash. Nuff said there. No need to elaborate.

Steven loves public sex. He adores car sex and how people can see the car windows fog up and see you two fucking. He likes to let people know and see how he treats you most likely.

#request #headcanon #slash gnr #axl gnr #izzy gnr #duff gnr #gnr smut #guns n roses #axl rose #duff mckagan #izzy stradlin #steven adler #slash hudson #saul hudson #guns n roses smut

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jelzorz · 4 months

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170.

Claudia works in the gardens these days.

Personally, she thinks she got off easy. She knows what she did and what it cost, knows that if she were anyone else there might have been a cell waiting for her, and even that would have been a light sentence compared to what it should have been, but the argument is that there are other uses for her. She knows too much about plants—how to dry them, how to brew them, which ones and which parts to use to ward off fevers and ease pain. Things she picked up from Terry, she supposes, and from the books her father used to make her read in her youth.

It's a little like dark magic, and at the same time not. It's life that gives life, it's knowing which parts do what, but it's knowing the cost and using it to heal, not to hurt. It's a far cry from what she used to be: a nobleman's daughter, with all of its titles and comforts: the well-fitted dresses, the clean hands, the luxury of working at a desk, and steadiness of her future. The maids used to curtsey to her when the brought up her tea, their eyes down and hands folded, their voices quiet an polite, and now she is one of them, dirt under her fingernails and all.

It doesn't matter. Her back aches and there is sweat on her brow, but it's certainly better than being dead. She misses the luxuries sometimes, but she still gets to live at the castle, and she still gets to see Soren, and Ezran even comes to join her at times so it's not all bad. Not really. It's what he's doing today.

"This isn't super king-like," she says. It's the middle of summer. The air is humid and the heat of the sun is sharp on her skin, and Claudia is working on her knees in the far end of the gardens and planting flowers she knows the bees like. Ezran works beside her, dirt stained hands brushing hers. "It's not your job to get your hands dirty like this."

He shrugs. "Everyone has to get their hands dirty at some point," he says. It comes off a little cryptically and Claudia wonders if there's something happening in court that's bothering him.

She scoffs. "Don't I know it?" she says, wriggling her fingers and trying to pass it off as a joke.

He doesn't laugh and she presses her lips shut.

"Is everything okay?"

"Hm? Oh." He chuckles then, a little sheepish. "Yeah. Just council stuff. There are... things I have to do that I never thought I'd have to and it... doesn't feel good."

"Ah yeah." Claudia looks away from and stares at her hands. Sometimes, after bad weather, the silt on the side of the castle closer to the cliffs turns red and stains her fingers red in a way that makes her want to scrub them raw. "I get that. Sometimes it's... just what you have to do."

Ezran says nothing. Then the lunch bell rings in the distance and he gets up with a huff. "There's some stuff going on in Lux Aurea," he admits. "They need more of our troops but... we're spread pretty thin right now. If I send soldiers, it'd only be because it's Aunt Amaya and Aunt Janai asking, and it'd be our soldiers risking their lives for something we're not even involved in, but if I say no, there are people in Lux Aurea who are going to die."

"Mm," says Claudia, ducking her head. This is council stuff, high level security stuff that she absolutely should not be hearing, but Ez talks about it anyway, seeking counsel from someone outside of it all—from someone that isn't Callum.

"Is it supposed to get easier?" he wonders, holding a hand out to her to help her up too. "I just want to be a good king," he murmurs. "I want to help people, but it feels like one way or another, I'm gonna end up with other people's blood on my hands."

"Mm," says Claudia again. He tugs her up, and it does not escape her notice that he doesn't let go right away. "I can't answer that for you Ez," she murmurs after a moment. "I've done worse things than you, y'know? But... if you're gonna ask me, then I think you just have to do what you believe in your heart is right. You're doing your best, and at the end of the day..." She runs a thumb across his knuckles, clearing them of dirt clinging to his skin, and smiles. "These look pretty clean to me."

#claudiez #its about the metaphor #and the hand touches #this was supposed to be a rehash of the hand flex from p&p 2005 but eh #in anticipation

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blackjackkent · 12 days

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new here so "this is the kind of life i always dreamed about." for whoever fits? :3c excited to read your stuff!!

(Prompts for Found Families)

:D Aw, thanks! Gonna go back on my Hector/Karlach fluff-and-angst train bc it never stops running. XD

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With a grunt, Karlach tugs at her shirt, feeling it stick against her abdomen. "Damn. Really painted ourselves up this time, huh?"

It's not really an exaggeration. The battles in the Steel Watcher foundry were brutal ordeals, some of the most intense fights they've had since reaching the city. While Jaheira has healed the worst of their actual wounds, the evidence still remains; both Karlach's clothes and Hector's are soaked in blood.

Hector gives her a sideways look. "You sound almost pleased about it."

She grins crookedly. "Occupational hazard of the front line, Soldier. We're alive and the bad guys aren't; can't ask for more than that." She nudges him in the ribs. "You were really good in there, y'know."

He has looked more than a little troubled ever since his encounter with Gortash's horrifying arrangement of Watcher brains, so she's pleased to see him smile. "Oh, was I?"

"Mm. Always love watching a master at work." She winks. "Gets me thinking about what else those hands can do when they're not punching out cultists..."

"All right, all right, enough of that," Jaheira breaks in briskly, slapping Karlach's arm. She rolls her eyes, but she's grinning, so the chastisement loses some of its edge. "Enough mooning about; go clean yourselves up. Even in the rank depths of this city, such a great deal of blood is likely to draw attention."

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There's a secluded spot at the river's edge next to the foundry pier. When she's sure they're sufficiently out of sight, Karlach tugs her shirt off with a satisfied grunt and lets it fall onto the surface of the water. Hector's lands next to it, and they watch as slow lines of red begin to drift off of the fabric like spreading ink, flowing downstream in the nearly imperceptible current.

"I could really do with a proper bath," Hector says wearily, sitting down in the dirt at the edge of the water. "But that will have to wait till we get back to the Elfsong." He picks up a nearby stick and prods at the shirts to agitate them.

Karlach flops down next to him and stretches out with a contented sigh. Her head rests gently against his hip. "Gods, that's proper luxury, though, after all we've been through," she says teasingly. "Just going to go back to our rooms and draw a bath. Spot of tea afterwards perhaps. All posh and proper."

He chuckles. "Very true. As always, you remind me to count my blessings."

She lets her eyes drift half-closed, listening to the bustle of the city beyond the foundry wall. "Y'know, this is the kind of life I always dreamed about," she mumbles abruptly.

She can hear Hector's smile. "Really? Washing blood out of your clothes in the harbor? That was the dream?" He dips one hand into the water, then flicks his fingers gently so droplets spatter her face.

She yelps and sticks her tongue out at him. "Well, I don't mean this specifically. Although I'd never have said no to sitting about with a hot guy with his shirt off." She reaches up to poke him in the stomach, and grins seeing him squirm and blush.

"No, I just mean..." She rattles her lips in an outward breath, thinking. "Being back here, in the city. With someone I love. Friends around. Busy day, important work to do. A home to go back to, of a sort." She cracks a slight grin. "Laundry."

He listens in silence, running his fingers in slow, gentle motions through her hair.

"I used to dream about the river, y'know," she goes on after a while, half to herself. "In Avernus. All curled up in my bunk, trying to hold onto what the real world was like, and who the fuck I even was. I was so fucking scared I'd forget..."

A pause. "This river, I mean," she adds. "The Chionthar. Avernus has the Styx, but it's not the same. Water's hot and smells like blood, even when there's no blood in it, which there is most of the time. I dreamed about going swimming in the Outer City. Skipping stones. Everything simple and easy and clean, and the water cold like ice..."

He considers this for a moment. Then he dips his hand into the water again and lifts it to rest, chilled and dripping, on her chest over the heat of her engine heart. She catches her breath, her eyes squeezing shut; goosebumps flare all over her body and she shivers pleasantly. "Perfect," she murmurs.

She knows the sound of his smile in his voice - knows it well enough, too, that she can hear the sadness mixed with it this time. "As good as the dreams?" he asks gently.

She opens her eyes and looks up at him, then presses her hand against his cheek, her thumb rubbing along the rough edge of his beard. "Never pictured you in any of the dreams, I'll tell you that," she says teasingly. "Tell young Karlach in Avernus - you'll shack up with a monk and go back to the city and save the world, and everything'll be a fucking mess but you'll be free and loved and home." She snorts, a little too sharply to cover the sudden tremble in her voice. "She'd've laughed in your face."

He turns his head to kiss her fingertips. "I wish I knew what was coming," he says softly. "I wish I could fix everything... I wish that more than anything in the world. But I'm so happy we could bring you home."

#hector carlisle #karlach #karlach bg3 #bg3 karlach #karlach x tav #tav x karlach #named tav #bg3 fic #as per usual this got longer than i intended XD #writing short is not my strong suit #ty for the prompt! :D

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another-dr-another · 7 months

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leave the dining hall, and stick together hehehehe -iris

Maeda, narrating - Y'know, I wonder if the pots and pans that we have are the actual ones used by the Hopes Peak cooking staff, or if the mastermind got new ones.

Maeda - It doesn't matter- like, at all- just interesting to think about.

Maeda - Maybe we should think a bit more about how the mastermind set all of this up.

Maeda - I don't really have any thoughts on that right now, though...

~*~

//Maeda and Taira left the dining hall in silence, and continued their silence while they walked. All that can be heard is their footsteps-

Maeda - !

//Until Maeda realizes something is off.

Maeda - …It sounds like someone's coming down the stairs.

//Maeda stops, with Taira following suit- she seems confused, but that quickly changes as she hears the footsteps as well. Only a second after, it’s completely quiet; the third person has also stopped walking.

Maeda - ...

Taira - ...

//Taira sighs, quietly.

Maeda - ?- !

//Maeda looks up the stairwell, and sees… Tsurugi. At least, he sees the upper half of Tsurugi’s head, and the tips of his fingers. There’s a wall which divides the stairwell into two halves, one before the landing, one after. Tsurugi seems to have heard Taira and Maeda as they heard him, as he’s now making a show of peeking around the wall.

Maeda - ...Oh my God…

//Maeda watches as Tsurugi continues to shift around the wall, slowly moving until eventually, his whole body can be seen.

Taira - …Jesus-

Tsurugi - Howdy.

//Tsurugi is crouched on the railing.

Taira - …This is why you're advised against touching railings, Maeda. You can never know what germs have gotten on them.

Tsurugi - Wait, that isn't what I was told?

Tsurugi - I thought you aren't supposed to put your hands on railings because railings aren't for touching, they're for me to climb on.

Tsurugi - Every railing. All around the world. All for me, and no one else should use them ever, because you never know when I'll show up and want to use it to climb on.

Tsuurgi - Who knows where I'll pop up!

Tsurugi - The wooden railing in your church, that only exists for two or three stairs? The metal railing, for your apartment complex, the one with all the weird bars as siding?

Tsurugi - Plastic, rubber railings are usually safe though- those ones are weird to climb on, so...

Maeda - What are you doing, Tsurugi?

Tsurugi - Having a great time!

Tsurugi - Uh, for reals though, I'm going to my room.

Taira - ...

Maeda - ...Wait.

Maeda - Tsurugi, hold on. What about cleaning up the rec room?

Tsurugi - ...The rec room is in the exact same state as it was last night…

Tsurugi - Everyone’s just been organizing- like, everyone was taking stock of everything!

Tsurugi - And, also, we were fucking around. Just a bit.

Tsurugi - But, anyways…

Tsurugi - We realized that there really isn’t a whole ton of stuff to clean up? It’s just that it felt like a lot, because when we were grabbing everything, it was only Tomori, Uehara, and I, but now there’s like…

Tsurugi - Three times the amount of people, so it’s only a third of the horrors, which is a manageable amount of horrors.

Tsurugi - So, I got kicked out, to go and look at my room, and start taking care of things there!

//As he explained, Tsurugi moved from crouching on the railing, to moreso sitting on it. One of his legs is visibly stretched out along the part of the railing that Maeda can see, leading Maeda to assume the other leg is on the railing which Maeda can’t see. Trying to keep track of Tsurugi, and all of his limbs, has proven itself to be too much for Maeda- he has entirely lost track of the conversation.

Taira - ...

Taira - And you're just... going by yourself?

Tsurugi - ...

Tsurugi - Right?

Tsurugi - I think...

Tsurugi - I don't know! It all feels a bit weird right now, you know?

Tsurugi - ...The conversation in the dining hall took a weird turn, didn't it? I don't know. My head feels a bit-

Tsurugi - ...

Tsurugi - Sorry, I started thinking about helium balloons. Uh...

Tsurugi - I don't know, I think it's fine. I really think...

Tsurugi - Coming up with rules, analyzing things, and making predictions based off that... it's a good tactic, but not here, because there's so many variables...

Tsurugi - We really can't create an accurate projection, because we don't know all of what's impacting the outcome.

Tsurugi - Uhm... but, it's good that everyone else is comforted. It makes them feel better, so...

Maeda - ...

Maeda - What... are they going on about?

Maeda - ...Actually...

//Tsurugi shifts once again- he keeps moving, unable to settle down. For a moment, Maeda wonders why he doesn’t simply get down from the railing, since Tsurugi seems to be uncomfortable. But, just as he decides to say something- Tsurugi “falls” backwards, and proceeds to dangle off the railing, using his legs to balance as he hangs.

Tsurugi - ...Ugh.

Tsurugi - Oh!

//Tsurugi turns to look at Maeda and Taira.

Tsurugi - What are you two up to, though?

Maeda - We're going to the rec room, we figured we'd see if everyone could use a hand.

Taira - ...

Taira - Would you like for one of us to go with you to your room, Tsurugi?

Tsurugi - ...!

Tsurugi - No, no, I'm good~

Maeda - I mean, everyone expects you to walk to your room by yourself, so, isn’t it best to follow along with that?

//Tsurugi is currently struggling to get down from the railing without injuring himself.

Taira, watching Tsurugi - …

//Taira quietly sighs, then turns to look at Maeda.

Taira - I’m surprised you have any thoughts on the whole-

//She narrows her eyes.

Taira - …No, that makes sense, actually. I just didn’t expect you to be so vocal about it.

Taira - Anyways, I really don’t think things like that apply right now…

Tsurugi - …This is just such a strange subject, yeah?

Tsurugi - Everyone’s gonna be okay, whether we go along with the analysis of death patterns or not.

Tsurugi - So, let’s just drop it…

Maeda - …Yeah, that’s true.

Taira - …

Taira - Tsurugi, are you sure you don’t wish to be walked to your room?

Taira - …Phrasing it like that makes it sound like it’s a matter of safety- but wouldn’t you like some companionship?

Tsurugi - Mm… it’s so sweet of you to think of that, Taira…

Tsurugi - But, I don’t mind spending some time by myself! I wouldn’t want anyone to feel obligated to accompany me, then obligated to stay…

Tsurugi - Oh the obligations! Oh, the humanity!

//Tsurugi is standing on the lowest step on the stairs- he’s looking at Taira and Maeda. Taira is distracted, but Maeda looks over at just the right moment, and catches Tsurugi. For just a moment, so brief it’s more defined by the fact Tsurugi’s expression changed than its actual existence, something is off.

//Tsurugi looks genuinely terrified.

Maeda - !

//Tsurugi hops down from the step he was on, literally-speaking- rather than step off, he jumps with both feet.

Tsurugi - You can come with me if you want! I don’t really have a preference.

Taira - Maeda?

Maeda - Oh! Uh…

~*~

Maeda, narrating - I… honestly think I tapped out for some part of this conversation.

Maeda - It’s all the talk about who goes where, when, with who, and why, and all of that…

Maeda - I grasp the concept of buddy systems, but- honestly, I think it’s like Tsurugi said.

Maeda - So much theorizing on it, and going “if, then”, just gets to be a bit much…

Maeda - I don’t think it’s a big deal right now… personally, I really don’t think anyone is going to try anything.

Maeda - No one has reason to! We’re all in good moods after last night…

Maeda - But, anyways… do I want to go straight to the rec room, or do I want to walk Tsurugi back to his dorm?

Maeda - I don’t think either Taira or Tsurugi have much of an opinion on it.

{Go Straight to the Rec Room}

{Walk Tsurugi to his Dorm}

#dra #danganronpa another #yuki maeda #akane taira #tsurugi kinjo #chapter 3 #daily life 3 #daily life #this is one of those moments where i just do not want to look at the update anymore.#it will not get any better !! so this is what we get

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almateantales · 1 year

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If you're not Yume, fuck off.

(This book seems to have some kind of enchantment, but it's still readable.)

Date: June 30th, year XX42.

I'll have you know, I don't like writing. I believe that if you want to say something, you should just go and say it, so you don't set whatever you made for the world to see. I don't want people trying to figure the kind of person I was by reading my stuff. That being said, this is me making an exception. Only you should read this, Yume. If anyone else reads this, close the book and fuck you. I'm going to put a spell on it so it spits on your face or something. You piece of shit.

Otherwise, hello Yume.

I'm going straight to the point. I'm writing this only for your eyes to see. If something would ever happen to me, this is for you to keep, to remember me. Can't have you living who knows how many years just thinking about me as some distant memory, y'know? Would be a shame, I am not someone who's okay with being forgotten.

I was trying to recall the first time I came here, after you worked your magic on me. Back then everything just felt strange, borderline unbelievable. Like some sick joke someone was being played on me all of a sudden. I don't remember much of my time as a literal dead person, as there really isn't any conception of time in that state to begin with. It was mostly an emotionless experience. I had no care in the world, and only when life came back to me I felt like I was better off dead, wich is ironic actually.

Suddenly I was in a new place with a proper roof above my head, with clean fancy clothes and no service was asked of me in return. Apparently all of this was a gift from an elegant lady I tried to court while dead, and such a good courtship it seemed to be. Sorry, by the way. I lied when I told you the memory was clear as yesterday. It was actually super blurry, but I did recognize you back then. That aside, you probably know that for me, this was absolutely fucking crazy. All that stuff... didn't feel real, nor earned. I was already thinking how death would come to take me again. But then you talked about some stuff that happened to you, and you seemed so broken. You were angry I think, but in a sad way. I can't remember if I did anything in response back then. Should I have hugged you or something? I doubt I was able to think about it. Then, after that it just was... Difficult, to think of you as some naive rich lady who just decided to revive me on a whim. I used to think you only did it to feel better about yourself, because that's what most people do. But everything about you seemed so genuine, I couldn't bring myself to be hostile. Eventually it just felt better, and the strange feeling turned into simple gratitude, though I wouldn't say that directly. I was always a little bitch when it came to feelings after all, you of all people know that.

The point is, I'm trying to recall some stuff that you might not know yet, so this would actually have some value apart of serving as a diary, because that's just frivolous to be honest. At least it should have real value for both of us. I will be adding more stuff until this book is filled, that would be a good place to stop anyway. It's not like I am that wordy, and I do have time to fill this up for you eventually. So you better be grateful!

Just. I hope you like it. If you read it before I die, I will find out. Then I'll bite you.

I adore you with all my being, I hope you know that. I love you, Yume.

#Landak #Yume #Almatia #Long post #Last note: The reader was not Yume #so they did in fact get a lot of spit on their face

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deaconusdelirium · 3 years

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Um so I don't actually know how to submit a request so, I've never done it before, but I hope this is right.

So I read this enemies to lovers with Tech where the reader is the Batch's new mechanic/medic/pilot (y'know something like that) and Tech is constantly trying to outsmart the reader and is kinda rude to her. So I am requesting either that or Tech and reader are already together and Tech makes a comment that hurts the readers feelings but Tech doesn't understand why she's upset cause he was merely stating "factual evidence". Also can the reader be female or like no gender. I hope I did this right.

Time will tell

(Tech X F!Reader)

Oh yeah! Either way is good, but I prefer taking requests in DM’s. I’m originally from a different writing platform and I took requests directly in messages, but send in an ask like this is good too. I don’t mind either way. That goes for everyone else who doesn’t know how to send in a request!^^

I love the first one, and I have a little something for that

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“And that’s… Tech” Hunter sounded disappointed as he seen his brother not only did not look up, but didn’t say anything as he introduced you to your new team, Tech just gave a small wave without looking up and walking off. “He’s a busy guy, I presume” you spoke, watching ‘Tech’ walk off and into their ship. “You’ll get use to him, he’s not all that bad. The worse he could do is fill your head with useless info for hours on end” Hunter explained while putting a hand between your shoulders, guiding you into the Marauder. Ok, so it might have been a bit small but at least you were off Kamino where everything was too sterile and creepy looking. You were all alone in your room after all, no one ever really came in but a few clones, Nala Se and Omega usually handled them all though.

You gave another look around, making sure you tried to memorize everything. “We have a mission in a few hours, so I suggest you grab what you need from your place” “oh, no. I’ve got all I need, I’m going to head back and tell Nala Se we’re leaving soon” you walked out, Hunter nodded in agreement. “Well, we’ll tell you when we’re ready” you nodded, walking away from the ship and back into Kamino to Nala Se

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Tech had only ever heard your voice, and by the sound of it. He was already annoyed, since when was there ever another person who does exactly as he does? It was only him, but.. the thought of sharing ideas and thought with someone else ‘smart’ would be nice. But no, he wouldn’t take it. He had to see for himself, he was sure you were going to fail, and he surely wasn’t going to be pushed aside, especially for all he’s ever done for his brothers. You weren’t the one who upgrades their armor for them, you’re not the one who has a datapad much like he has, and you couldn’t possible know anything about mechanics. He’s never met anyone who knew as much as he did, and if he hasn’t within his life, then there’s probably no such thing as it.

—

He thoughts were cut short, when you sat in the co-pilot seat next to him. Only Echo sat there, maybe Hunter on some occasions, he still didn’t look, and he grew annoyed as you tried to tell him what to do. “Do you even know what planet we are on?” Tech asked, finally looking at you, “what does that have to do with this? You haven’t told me where we are and I’m stuck with you. So if you could just focus on the task at hand then maybe we could actually try and get along” you spoke, his eyes widen at your words, he didn’t want you to know anything. It may sound selfish, but he thought of it as a training, I guess you could say. How would you go about in a situation where you don’t know where you’re at, and what you’re doing? What is your next steps for an unexpected change of plans?

His gaze was still hard on you, how could you know something about flying? “Tech, if you don’t help them, Omega and Hera could be shot down” you sounded desperate, but he was the one in charge. He was the one flying, you weighed your options, you didn’t know what to do. He only sat there, observing you like it was his job. “Forgive me” you apologized to him as you pushed him out the seat and took over the wheel. “Hey” Tech called from the floor, standing up, but soon holding onto your seat as he seen what you were going to do. “Hang on Wrecker!” You warned the man in the back, you pushed the petal as Tech almost flew back and Wrecker yell from the back. You turned the ship around for Wrecker so he could take out the cannons.

Tech held on as your flying was not something he was expecting, once you had all of the turrets down and Wrecker finished off the clones on the ground, you stood up, grabbing your helmet and gun. Tech grabbed your arm before you ran out, “hey-” you spoke, “careful with my ship next time” he glared at you, but Wrecker broke the both of you up by running through his grasp on your arm. “Your ship Tech? Or all of ours? She did great!” Wrecker said, hitting you on your shoulder as he laughed and ran off. “Still, we got what needed to be done, I suggest we drop this.. this argument and actually help. And for your information, we’re al Ryloth” you ran after Wrecker, and Tech stood there. You were stubborn alright, but that doesn’t mean you were better than him. No, he won’t allow it

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After Hera was reunited with her parents and uncle, you all took off. For their brother Crosshair was after them, maybe even you now since you were with the Batch. Taking a deep breath in, and letting it out, you continued to clean your helmet, a few new scratches, but nothing bad. “Y/n?” Omega asked you, coming up and holding your shoulder as she stood on one leg. “What’s wrong Omega?” You asked, looking at her leg, “I got a cut, and my legs hurting. Could you look at it for me?” She asked, sitting on the chair in front of you as she turned to meet your body. “Yeah, let me just grab my stuff, stay right there” you told her as you stood up, walking to grab your bag and come back. You pulled her pants up to her knee, seeing a small scrape on it, “hmm, you only scraped it, nothing too bad if we clean it. Glad you came right on time” you tried to lift her mood up. Looking like you did since she laughed and held Lula.

“This might sting a little, but it won’t hurt” you showed her the bottle, calming her down as she was worried what you had in hand. She gave a small nod, handing it back to you, you smiled and slowly poured the liquid over the cut. She winced, hugging Lula tighter as you grabbed a bacta pad and placed it over her knee. “Alright, that should be good. Come back later for another cleaning, I’ll remind you so don’t worry, and if the ache still continues after a few minutes. Tell me so I can give you some medicine, it might be from all the time you haven’t treated it, but be careful next time” you pulled her pants down, patting her lower leg as she set it down. “So you aren’t going to treat the ache she has?” Tech asked, datapad obviously in hand as he watched you, “Tech! She cleaned it up just now, I should be fine. I think it was just dirty” Omega spoke, Tech looked at her, the back at you, he walked over to another seat, making Omega face him as he turned the chair. “What are you doing?” Omega asked as Tech pulled her pants up again.

Taking the tape off and looking at her scrape, he almost nodded in approval, but stopped himself. “Oh come on, I’m not going just throw a bacta pad on there and say I’m done” you told him, “still, you could have left out an important part” he spoke, Omega watched, “and just because you’re a medic, doesn’t mean you know it all” he harshly said, you wanted to just leave, everyone’s been nice except for Tech, “yeah? Well just because your name is ‘Tech’ doesn’t mean you’re actually a technician. You can multitask yet I haven’t spoken one word about your work” you spoke up, gathering your things and leaving. Omega watched as it all unfolded before her, “that was a bit rude Tech, maybe try and be nice, she’s new. You’re probably making her feel bad” Omega defended you

Tech took his helmet off, watching you walk off and disappear down the hall. “Maybe we only needed one, medic aboard. That was only a small scratch Omega, anyone could treat that” he stood up, “maybe you think we only need one medic, but I think differently. You should respect her more, I came to her because you were busy making repairs, and I’m glad to have let you work while she wasn’t busy. She even helped us back on Ryloth” it wasn’t new that Omega put yet another one of her brothers in place. She was right, you did save them, and treat her. He bet, if she would have went to Wrecker, he would have only plugged it up with trash and dirt then throw a bandaid on it.

Omega walked out the cockpit, Lula in her hands as Tech was left alone. So what you knew how to fly and treat a small wound, anyone could do that… anyone who knew what they were doing. And he was intrigued at how much you knew and what you’ve done.

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Everyone sat in their seat, you sat behind Echo as he sat in the co-pilot chair. Your hands gripping the pen as you worked an equation out on a piece of paper. Tech heard you whisper quite loudly the numbers, so he worked it out in his head as he watched the stars go by while in hyperspace. “205” he said, you looked up, sighing in annoyance and putting on a fake smile, “thanks Tech, I’m sure me working it out and trying a different way of solving this problem was to easy for you. What a pity, me working with pen and paper as you have a datapad? What was I thinking?” You scoffed out, Echo laughed a bit at your bite back. Tech turned to you, “what do you mean ‘a different way’?” He asked, you threw the paper at him as he caught it then glaring at you for doing so.

His eyes scanned over the numbers, this wasn’t right. None of this was, “give me the pen” he spoke, you looked at him, “what for?” “Just give me the pen” he demanded as you shook your head no. Echo was curious to see what you both were arguing about, his head peaked over the paper and was met with messy writings and scrambled numbers. “How can you read that thing?” You heard Echos disbelief in his voice, “here, I’ll explain it” you reassured him as you clicked the pen. Tech watched as you began to explain what this new trick was. He was fascinated, he found himself looking up your arm until he watched your face as you spoke about something that actually interested you… interested him.

He continued to hold the board with the paper on it for you while you worked it out, circling the answer. He wasn’t sure why, but when you turned to Echo to talk about it, he was quite jealous. Echo wouldn’t understand, but Tech did, why didn’t you argue with him about it. He hesitantly tapped two fingers on your shoulder, you turned and faced him, “perhaps, we could further discuss what you put into motion here? I could teach you some new things as well” he offered, Echo had seen his frail to finally try and get closer to you. He stood up, “excuse me” he walked off, giving you and Tech the time together. “Not sure, I feel like you’re only going to insult me further while thinking you’re smarter, you also offered me something. Don’t know if I should take it that you want something or you hit your head” you crossed your arms, looking at him. “I assure you, I have something’s I would like to share” he lightly laughed.

You thought about it, “fine, but if anything” you threatened him, “there no need to get hostile with me now Y/n, I want to see just how much you know” he leaned back into his seat, arms and legs crossed as he eyed you down. But if anything did happen, the Batch was on board. You sat in the seat Echo sat in before, questioning your choice on agreeing.

—

It seems Tech had underestimated you to soon, you we’re definitely smarter than he had thought. Was there actually someone just like him? Someone who he could rely on and wouldn’t have to explain too, mainly going into details. But you, oh you… you just gave him this feeling. He didn’t want you to leave the seat when you both sat, it was interesting seeing how you knew some things he didn’t. You both shared theories and facts about unusual things people would have probably brushed off and thought was annoying or just plain boring. He found himself moving ever so closer to you when you both started getting into.. deeper matters. What you did on Kamino versus what he does for the galaxy with his brothers. You told him how you wanted to get off the planet and explore while he suggested he explores all the time.

That was until you both found each other, knees touching while you both leaned forward. It was wrong, you abruptly stood up, “I’m sorry Tech, I shouldn’t have” you fixed your armor and set out. Just what happened there?

He didn’t have feelings for you, if he did. It’d most likely be jealousy and anger, for he didn’t want to be replaced for someone they had just met. He was their brother, you can’t just remove them from their life. Now you were off somewhere in the ship, probably have already forgotten about him. But his thoughts were stuck on you, was he too mean to you? Now that whenever he got close, you either brushed him off or you walked away. But what if he wasn’t, would you two have been closer? Together perhaps? It was like talking to himself, actually finding interest in the conversation. Feelings were never in his area of expertise, so he couldn’t exactly pinpoint what he was feeling at the moment. He was sure to keep an eye on it and write down anything he feels on his datapad, maybe even do some research.

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“Y/n!” “Coming!” You replied to Echo as he yelled for your assistance. Walking down the hall to to Echo kneeling before the console trying to fix whatever he was trying to. “Yeah?” You asked, “I need..” he trailed off, trying to get the control panel fixed. “Oh! I’ve done this plenty of times back on Kamino for the clones’ ship when they got back” you spoke while kneeling next to him, undoing the wires as he looked at you, “what are you doing?” “Relax, you can’t just keep the control panel like this, you have to make sure it clean, this this part” you pointed to the corner of the panel as there was dirt inside, “that’s blocking this part, from entering. So brush this aside, and put it back. Now you’re going to want to make sure all the wires and whatnot are still good. Some could burn out and that could ruin the whole thing, and then you’d have to replace it all. But other times, it just needs a little cleaning” you walked him through it, telling him what goes where and how to clean the board without ruining it, while still making it easy for him to understand without using the big confusing words

He nodded, understanding, “Tech would never say anything like this. He does all the repairs like this, the only time he needs help is when he needs tools or for us to hold something” “Ah, I see. I’m sure he means well. I never had anyone to talk to about this and it feels good to finally share some knowledge” you told him to screw the panel back on. He stood up, offering you his hand and helping you up. “Thanks” “no problem, you learn something new everyday” Echo laughed at your joke, giving you a pat on the shoulder and walking off. You kneeled back down picking up the tools and gathering them into a bag. Another pair of hands helped you, as you looked up, you noticed he had no thigh armor. Tech.

“Thank you Tech, you didn’t have to-” you were pushed on your back as Tech was on top of you. You groaned at the pushed, opening your eyes to see Tech giving you a kiss. Your senses finally returning as you felt the harsh action, making your lips hurt. He softened the kiss, making you now blush as you laid there under him. He pulled back, “T-Tech?” You let out the breath you held in, “Y/n. I’m so sorry about before” your brow furrowed in confusion. “What for?” “All those words, bringing you down. It’s wrong now and it was wrong then, but how could I have not appreciated your actions before?” He questioned himself as you now remembered all those things he said and what he did to try and put you down.

“I can’t let someone, so good and loving leave. I’ve seen the way you treat Omega and my brothers when I’m not there too, you’re smart and beautiful. Yet you’re ready for battle when you’re thrown into it. I’ve been thinking, about my feelings, and… and us” your eyes widen at the last part. About, you? Him? Together? You haven’t thought about it, maybe once but that was when you both were talking that night in the cockpit, he was rude and unforgiving when you were introduced and given a task, always saying he knew and could do better than you. And that your tactics were sloppier than his, and to be frank, he didn’t mean that. It was his feelings he was confused about, “Tech.. I actually don’t know what to do. While you say you’ve thought of us, I haven’t, maybe once but that was wrong. We could never work out” you confessed, his gloved hand on the side of your head as he stroked a few hairs out of your face.

He sighed, thinking. This time it was his heart speaking, not his brain, this has nothing to do with what he normally did. So he had to wing it. “Tell me. What do I need to do to show you, how much I appreciate and want you by my side? Tell me what’s making you feel uncomfortable about us and how I can help. I’m willing to give this a chance if you are” he sounded desperate, the first time you’ve heard him like this. But you had to think on it, he was just as smart, maybe even smarter, he was blunt which made you not have to worry about his opinions on others and how you feel. And he was strong, both mentally and physically. You’ve never met someone as close knowing and interesting like you.

“I.. I’m willing to give this a chance as well” your hand came up to his hair, then pulling him down for another loving kiss. All those problems and feelings he couldn’t explain and work out, have now blown away. If seemed like being close to you felt like ecstasy, your aura felt so welcoming and warm. His lips ghosted over yours before coming down for another. This new found feeling was something he could get use to, yours lips felt so soft against his, your fingertips slightly trailed along his jawline and cupped his cheek. “We, better get up before someone sees us” you suggested, he nodded. A quick kiss on the side of your mouth was given before he got up. Pulling you along. He wanted to see where this relationship would take him.

He was excited to have you by his side now, he knew you two could take on anything. The thought of having someone just like him by his side put a warm feeling in his stomach, someone he could protect along with his brothers. Maybe the jealousy before was telling him something, maybe you both were destined to be together since you both could agree that you’ve never met anyone like the other. And he was glad to have someone to return to every time he came back from a mission, or having you on a mission with him in general. He already had hundreds of reasons why he fell in love with you, and if that’s just the beginning, he wondered what being with you forever would he like. Only time will tell

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I hope you enjoyed, again! If you ever want to send it a request, I take it in DM’s for those who want to stay anonymous, but others can also go to my ask box. Either way is fine, I don’t mind!^^

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lunarflux · 3 years

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"i promised i'd forget, but you're all i see when i dream the night away"

bang chan x reader

genre — drama!au

suggested background music: x

note: like i said - i put a lot of my life into writing. something similar to this happened to me today, and i'd like to think that music is getting me through it. i wanted to add more of a "post credits" scene for chan and o/c, but this is how my day is going and how this situation ends.

The world never felt so heavy.

You'd never thought that scrolling through social media could create this bleeding ring in your ears, yet somehow here you are, unable to look at your phone. The photo you stumbled across had already been burned into your memory. There were times when you could forget what song you'd just listened to, and yet this one image had suddenly been burned, a permanent nightmare in your mind.

Your ex looked happy. It wasn't a bad breakup, but after a year, you couldn't expect him to stay single forever. You'd both agreed to move on, and while you swore you had, seeing the photo of him with a beautiful girl kissing his cheek made your shoulders heavy. Staring at your blacked out screen, it was like the photo was still there, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't keep yourself from seeing it. Every time you closed your eyes, there he was.

Happy.

You fumbled with your cell phone, placing it face down on your desk before your boss could catch you. It was hard to hide the look on your face. It was pain, sadness, and confusion. How was it that after all this time, you hadn't succeeded in moving on, but he had?

Was it you? Or was this girl really so special that you were worth forgetting?

The feeling of being forgotten - it's seeing the dust gather on photos and the doorknob that he will never open again.

It's over.

"Do you have the paperwork for the meeting tomorrow?" Chan popped into your office, placing a fresh mug of coffee on your desk. You'd started here only six months ago, but he already knew that you liked your coffee light and sweet. "Jisoo wants to make sure we're not missing anything before -"

"Yeah, I have it." You said curtly, looking back at your computer, typing away at your report. "I'll bring it to you later."

"I mean, I can wait for it if you have it ready."

"Chan," you looked up at him. "I said I'll bring it to you later."

Chan looked at you with mild concern. Sure, there were a lot of women in the office, and the men had eventually learned when not to step on toes in the case of any mood swings because of work stress. You weren't one of those people though. You were the type of person who'd rid the stress with a bar of chocolate and be done with it. You'd never snapped at him before.

"Okay." Chan backed out quietly. He ducked into the next office over. Knocking on Minki's office door, he peered in.

"Hey," Minki stood up. "I gotta bring these to the fourth floor, can you watch the phone for me?"

"Yeah, no problem." Chan smiled before taking a seat.

Ping

He knew that you and Minki were office best friends ever since you got hired. While he didn't mean to see it, Minki left his messenger open and slowly your messages came flooding in.

x: he moved on x: am i supposed to be upset? x: we broke up a year ago, so why do i feel so defeated haha x: maybe i'm just decomposing. why do i feel like this x: can we get drinks later? i know you hate it when i drink to drown out my sorrows, but i just can't be here right now.

Damn.

Chan swore he didn't mean to see all that. That would explain the mood though.

x: i didn't think i'd miss him this much. i just want to forget about it.

Taking in a deep breath, Chan pulled out his phone and made a call.

"Chan, why did you need me for this stupid client dinner? And who the hell has dinner at 4PM?" You continuously complained as he drove you down the road into the next district.

"Just relax, it'll be fine."

You rested your head against the passenger side window. As your breath fogged up the glass, you scribbled little hearts, peppered over the skyline as Chan drove. It wasn't until you started seeing signs that you realized you were at Banpo Bridge. Chan pulled into the empty parking lot.

"The client wants to have dinner here? What are we doing - getting takeout?" You jested.

Chan opened your door. "Go sit over there, I'll be right back."

You took your seat right by the edge of the water. The weather really was perfect today. The fresh air helped clear out your thoughts. Even though the breakup was a year ago, seeing that photo really made it feel like it just happened yesterday. Your heart broke twice, and yet you couldn't bring yourself to think that you hate him now. You loved him as a memory - a beautiful, happy memory, and it was time to let go now.

Chan re-emerged next to you, a bag with four bottles of soju and piping hot ramen in his hands.

"Um -" You nearly laughed at the sight of him struggling to carry everything. "Am I missing something? Are the clients your drinking buddies?"

"Sit, sit, please." Chan arranged everything down on the ledge.

"Not that I'm ungrateful, but I am confused."

"I, uh." He sat down next to you, removing his jacket. "I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me."

Stopping halfway from opening a bottle, you looked up at him.

"y/n, Minki had me watch over his desk, and I... I'm sorry, I saw your messages."

"Chan, that was private." You looked down at your shoes, feeling the heaviness in your chest again.

"I know. And I'm sorry." He grabbed the bottle from you and opened it himself. "Minki had to run to another meeting, and I saw how sad you were. I just figured I'd help you escape for a bit. I called in a favor from the interns to watch your stuff, so we could... do this, I guess."

You'd always known Chan was a softie. He was that guy in the office who never forgot about birthdays and important events. He was never late, and he would do everything he could to help out the new people. Even to you, he was a big help whenever you needed it.

"Again, I'm sorry." He poured two shots and handed you one. "But you looked like you needed it, so - cheers."

You watched him as you threw back your soju. You stifled a smile, "Pitiful, isn't it. Still feeling like you've been dumped even after an entire year."

Chan winced as the alcohol hit the back of his throat. "Not at all. Who said that a year was the right time to get over someone? There's no rule for that."

You continued to sip slowly, watching him open up all the snacks.

"I haven't had a girlfriend in years, and I swear, after my last girlfriend and I broke up, I couldn't stop thinking about her even because of the littlest things. It wasn't a bad breakup, but when you have so many happy moments with someone, you can't help but feel sad when you see that person making new moments with someone else. It makes you wonder if that could've been me, y'know?"

It couldn't be stopped. One deep breath and suddenly all the tears started pouring out. You couldn't control your breathing, and it felt like the weight of the world finally came crashing down on your chest, reminding you of every little happy memory that had to be released into the ocean like confetti.

Chan rushed over, placing his jacket on your shoulders. He hushed you, rubbing your arms to warm you up. Crouching down in front of you, he pulled you up and brought you into his chest.

"Wait, I'll get makeup on your shirt -"

He laughed at your childish worries. "It's just a shirt. Just go ahead, it's okay. I can get it dry-cleaned, and you're worth more than some shirt."

Feeling your tears soak up in the cotton, you just cried, and Chan let you until it felt like there was nothing left. You chest was still heaving, but you felt the weight lift slowly. The sea air started filling your lungs again like an icy burn.

"I'm sorry." You finally looked up, mascara stained on your cheeks. You smeared what you could from your face before sitting.

"Stop apologizing." Chan sat down beside you again. "Do you feel better?"

"A little."

Placing his hand on yours, Chan smiled. It was a warm gentle smile. He squeezed, "It will get better. I promise."

"I just feel like everyone keeps moving on, and I'm just stuck here."

"Where is 'here' to you? 'Here' to me is existing with a good job with good friends and a good life. 'Here' is anything you're doing happily without him." He reached up to cup your cheek. "I know you feel miserable, but your body won't let you feel this way forever. And neither will I. Please don't feel as if 'here' is an awful place. 'Here', you have me, and I'll stay until you're not sad anymore."

Peering up at him with red eyes, you smiled with whatever energy you had. Sadness still sat on your shoulders, but it didn't feel so awful anymore.

Chan nodded towards you.

"Until you're not sad or until you ask me to leave - I'll be here for you."

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miqo-tales · 2 years

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Six Point One and done

Someday I'll put up my thoughts on 6.0, but till then, you'll have to settle for the new stuff.

As always, don't read unless you've finished 6.1.

MSQ

"What are your plans?" Nod and then kill things, I suppose. Same as always.

OK, Tataru, first, why does this mannequin have hair? And second, why didn't you make any pants for this outfit?

Yea, it's a game and all, but sometimes it's a little ridiculous how WoL will need to find/do something, take two steps in one direction, and usually (and sometimes literally) trip over the exact thing they needed to find/do the thing.

Genuinely shocked that Estinien was aware that he might be getting tricked.

Poor little mammet has to clean up Y'shtola's mess.

Geez, that look on Y'shtola's face when the voidgate is revealed. I genuinely thought she was possessed or something and was gonna do something.

Do love that the general consensus after that dungeon is "uh, whoops?"

Vrtra loves his people and would do anything to protect them, but also loaded up the treasure island/vault with deadly guards to kill anyone who went there. Hm.

Oh, ok. I didn't think they'd keep going with FF4 stuff after 6.0. And even if I had, I don't think I would have expected Golbez to show up.

It's funny that every reaction to hearing that Y'shtola wants to take a nice trip to the Void is just "OK, sure" and not "Are you fucking mad?"

I did the final role quest just before the Sharlayan stuff, so was amusing to see Fourchenault being pretty grumpy when he was actually sociable in the role quest.

I don't mind the "this person is following you" bits, but I don't see why they bother doing them if there's nowhere to get extra dialogue during it.

"What? Terrible forbidden knowledge? SIGN ME UP!"

I look forward to seeing that Nixie summoning in JP.

OK, that's Zenos' avatar, isn't it? That certainly stamps a big "YES" on him being dead, huh?

Course, if his avatar is gonna show up in MSQ, begs the question, who is they?

DUNGEON

Anyone else get Nyzul Isle flashbacks from this place?

I don't think I have to worry about farming the gear from here. Don't really care for it.

(If the gear didn't have the light blue accents, I'd like it more.)

RAID

G'raha just having the best day ever, isn't he? Not one but TWO fantastic adventures with their best buddy.

Deryk is totally one of the Twelve, right?

Or maybe the opo-opo is?

Raid really doesn't mess around. It feels like older content in the sense that there's a lot of things that can very easily wipe the entire raid.

That last song though, damn!

"Oh we pretended to be evil conquering gods so we could have a fight with you." OK, have you not been paying attention to the WoL at all? All you had to do was just ask.

I really only want one thing out of this raid, and that's for it to involve Azem somehow.

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It's funny that shortly before this patch hit, there was a some... discussion... on Twitter about how Y'shtola was boring and one-note and just the mascot (mascat?) character and everyone else got good development and she didn't and blah blah blah

And then this patch drops and it's the Y'shtola Power Hour.

I'll be honest, I was kinda expecting for SQEX to sorta retire Y'shtola, Thancred, and Urianger after 6.0? Not permanently, obviously, cause none of us are gonna deny that Y'shtola is pretty much the external face of the game. But I didn't think they'd have any focus or major interaction with any of those three till deeper into 6.x or maybe even till 7.0.

Now? Well, I'm kinda wondering if I've got it backwards and we don't see Alphinaud and Alisaie for a good while. And maybe by the time they show up they've, y'know, gotten taller? Probably not, but hey, who knows.

In any case, I dunno where this is going. How far into FFIV are they going to dig? Is 7.0 going to focus on the Thirteenth or is this a side story that will setup something else?

And most importantly, how badly is someone (possibly us or Y'shtola) gonna fuck something up?

#ffxiv #6.1

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pizzaboat · 3 years

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After a particular bad storm, Luz and king decide to have a movie night..

It should be fun, but Luz just hopes the two adults joining them don't kill each other in the next 2 hours...

"No way, I'd rather clean Hooty than watch some goofy kids movie"

"But Edaaa!" The teen whined, "There's nothing else to watch, and the storm nocked out all the power!"

Sure the power was out. Courtesy of the terrible weather. The magical grid through out the building had been temporarily shut off for hooty's safety, and so most things in the house had stopped working. But that wasn't a good enough reason for Eda to sacrifice napping time.

Eda watched as the human brought the box containing some human *VHS tape* titled "The Lion king" up to display.

"Come on Its a classic," Luz pleaded, " and you agreed, after some persuasion-"

- Manipulation."

"-that you'd do something with me and King," Luz pointed, "And you said I could pick. I pick movie night."

"Hey, I say alot of things. Doesn't make 'em true." Eda said with a shrug, "And don't even try to give me any puppy dog eyes kid, I'm immune now."

Luz pouted, and Eda watched as an idea formed on the girls face. Never a good sign..

"Well," Luz said, "You think your tough, but it'd be a shame if anyone in town found out you secretly like hugs!"

"You wouldn't dare," Eda gasped, "They'd never believe you!"

"Oh really? Try me." Luz challenged.

Damn it. Blackmail. She really was her kid. Eda knew teaching her would come back to bite her in the ass.

"Fine," She sighed, "But if anyone starts singing, I'm out."

"That might be a problem.. since it's a musical,"

Titan damn it.

***

And that's how thirty minutes later everyone was gathered in the living room as Luz stuffed human candies into some contraption and King dragged an assortment of snacks to the sofa, throwing them on the coffee table.

Even Lilith had been dragged out of her cave for the night.

"I didn't know you were interested in this stuff," King said to her sister as she settled in the furthest side of the couch, away from everyone else.

"Of course I'm not," She told him, "This is the only room in the house with sufficient enough lighting to read my book."

"If you say so," He muttered.

Eda plopped down onto the couch, opposite to her;

"Yeah, Lily's a nerd," She yawned, pulling a blanket over her self and settling in, "She doesn't do fun. So don't expect her to thrive in social situations."

"I'm not a nerd!" The other woman glared, " I'm trying to research a cure. For our curses."

"Save it," Eda snorted, "I'm fine the way I am, no thanks to you."

"I split the curse, what more do you want?"

"for you to take some damn accountability."

"How can I do that if you don't let me!?"

"I don't care, figure it out!"

"OK!" Luz cut in with fake enthusiasm, "The movies starting! Who's excited!?"

Eda snapped her gaze to the teen. The two adults had missed the worried looks both Luz and King had been giving them as things had escalated.

Eda felt a wave of guilt, as Luz wormed her way into her side, deviding the two sisters in the hopes of preventing some all out fist fight, she guessed. Eda wrapped an arm around the girl hugging her back as the movie started and music played.

"Hey king, pass some snacks up," Luz whispered.

"Get your own, peasant," He whispered back.

***

Lilith had tried her best to focuse on words of the book infront of her in the flickering candle light, but her gaze always wandered back to the small box set on the coffee table infront of them.

The demon had been scolded multiple times by the other two, as he always managed to sit himself directly infront of the screen every five minutes, completely engrossed in its contents.

Lilith didn't do musicals. She hated them. Always had.

Edalyns loud complaints and groans of annoyance when the characters had broke into song, were more obnoxious than the movie its self.

That was new.. wasn't Edalyn big into musicals back when they both were in school?

The human had sung along to every word, boasting that she knew the lyrics to all the "Disney songs," What ever the hell a Disney was, Lilith didn't know. And she didn't want to find out.

Lilith had also noticed the wary glances the human sent her every now and then, as if she thought Lilith would pounce on them all. Lilith couldn't blame them for that one, so she did her best to keep her gaze anywhere else but the rest of the room, and focused back in on her book.

***

King could sympathise with the young creatures desire to become king and rule over all those bellow him. The young lion was the most relatable main character he'd ever seen. Much better than those characters from Luz's books.

Someone hungry for status much like himself. Though King was already a king. Feared by all.

He clapped when Simba scratched the hyenas face. These animals names were weird he decided though. Lions. Hyenas. Elephants. The movie had even featured those freaks, the giraffes.

He understood the feeling of helplessness when both Simba and his companions had been trapped In the elephants grave yard, only to be saved by Simba's father Mufasa.

He gasped when he discovered Scar's plan to usurp his brother. Maybe Luz had chosen a good movie after all...

***

The human whiped tears from her eyes, then continued to blubber. King wailed clutching his stuffed animal. Even Edalyn seemed somewhat moved, though she didn't show it much.

The father had died apparently. Betrayed by his brother. Lured into a trap by his trusted sibling. His son used against him as bait.

OK maybe that one hit close to home. Hadn't she lured her sister to a witches duel using their apprentice against them? Seeing the broken form of the betrayed, forced images of what could have happened into Lilith's mind, and she suppressed a shudder.

Edalyn petrified. Luz skewered.

It hit her just how close she had come to getting both her sister and her sister's apprentice killed.

Damn it. She'd lost her page.

***

These guys had the right idea, "Hakuna matata", no worries. If society decides your not worth it, why not atleast relax and try to have a good time with your friends. Screw it. Y'know?

Maybe that's what she would've thought even a month ago. But she wasn't so sure that was such a great message to send kids. Abandon responsibly. She knew predictably that the movie would correct this. She was proved right of course.

***

Luz's excitement bubbled towards the end. She'd seen the movie a thousand times when she was younger. But big confrontations were always exhilarating to watch.

Though less fun when your the one confronting things in real life, that's where the beauty of fiction comes in; She was in the mood to enjoy some nice old fashioned living through fictional characters. No danger. Just movies and her family. And Lilith. She wasn't sure why Lilith was In the owl house. Not because of the storm. Just in general.

Luz would have figured Lilith would have found somewhere to stay by now. But it might be difficult for her, what with the Emperors Coven declaring her a wanted criminal, while the rest of them had been pardoned. A selfish part of Luz wished she'd just leave anyway. Her skin always crawled when the woman was around.

Luz felt bad about this. But it didn't stop her from occasionally thinking it.

She caught a glimpse of the woman In question, when Scar had been left to be killed by the hyenas. Lilith look paler than what seemed possible with her already ivory complexion. Her gaze fixed on the old mini TV. Was she rooting for Scar or something?

Luz wouldn't be surprised.

***

The villian had recieved what he deserved. To be vanquished by his enimies.

Lilith felt sick thinking of the similarities between her and the character.

Jealousy. Ambition. Cunning. The will to do what ever it takes.

She knew they were different. But she couldn't help but wonder what could've happend if she were more like this "Scar" character.

Titan. She thought this was just a kid's movie.

***

The movie finished. Eda had fallen asleep towards the end only to be gently shaken awake by Luz after. The movie hadn't been bad. She'd even enjoyed it, Eda wouldn't admit that to anyone though. Not in a million years.

Luz said goodnight with a tight, crushing hug, then carried King to bed. The little guy must have conked out at some point into the film.

Movie night accomplished and no one had even died. A win if ever there was one.

They would clean up in the morning but for now sleep, she made her way to leave as well but was stopped by her sister.

"Edalyn, I think we should talk.."

#the owl house #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #edalyn clawthorne #lilith clawthorne #toh king #the owl house fanfic #idk what the point of this fic was..#toh luz #toh eda #toh lilith

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bxllafanficc · 3 years

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¡Skate/sing your hearts out! (Yuri Plisetsky x reader)

(part four)

Part one. Part two. Part three. Part five. Masterlist

Summary:After last year's cancellation of Figure Skating Grand Prix, Yuri Plisetsky finds himself unable to bring out his inner skater after a year of doing nothing but enjoy life like a regular teenager. That's when you enter the picture; We Are Voice Grand Awards's currently hottest competitive vocalist come first place two years in a row. Just like the other competitors of Grand Prix, it turns out that Victor and Yuuri faces the same issue. With an arrangement between Victor and Yakov, they agree to travel to Japan and hire you as a mutual coach for Yuri and Yuuri to help bring back the emotion into their performances like before, maybe even more intense than ever. Yuri however, who's never experienced issues with his coaches before, for some reason finds this one particularly difficult to coexist along with in their (reasonably) odd partnership. Warnings: none

*Your POV*

Your eyes scanned through the fully stocked room that came to be yours a couple of days ago. Fairly large and a great window where the sun came to welcome you each morning. Not even the blinds could stop it. Now it was fairly dark inside since the sun was about to go down. You reached for the light switch and scanned through all your products and belongings for things that you could possibly move somewhere else.

The grunt of the Russian skater behind you caused you to turn around. As you did, he stopped and returned your stare, as if waiting for you to announce something. There was a lot that you needed to clean up. If you had known that you'd be expecting a roommate, you'd already have done so. Guess Victor forgot to mention that too, eh?

The visible twitch in the corner of your left eye was impossible to force back. Just at the mere thought of unintentional (?) screwups of the one and only Victor Nikiforov. Now, just because he was your childhood friend, it didn't mean that he wouldn't receive a massive ass-whooping if he as much as repeated the same mistake three times the same day now the few remaining hours of the day. If only you could get that message through.

And, you kind of did. Just not to the man you intended. Yuri at the receiving end of your stare was just about to open his mouth to say something, what you assume, sour when he noticed the twitching of your eye. Surprisingly, it shut him up before he started. He kind of shielded himself behind one of his bags and eyed you carefully.

Shit, wrong Russian dude.

"Sorry, that was meant for Victor." You let out a sigh and helped him with one of his bags out in the hall. You got a simple nod from the boy just before you passed him in the doorway.

He's been acting all quiet and confused ever since you tended to his wounds. Was something you said unclear? Maybe you should make sure the two of you were on the same page. 'Later...' you thought.

Yuuri and Victor hurried to the entrance of your room with a couple of more bags.

"So what do you think about it, Yuri? Pretty special eh?" It was Yuuri who spoke up, probably just as an act of friendliness. Though, you could understand how a punk like Yuri might take it as teasing.

"I'm not staying here. There's- there is no way I'm sharing a room with another person. I should have my own room. Why can't Victor and (Y/n) share a room and I get my own?!"

Ah, there he is. You were starting to get worried that he might actually turn nice. Then you'd have to call an ambulance just to ease Yakov's mind if he ever found out.

"With that thief? Nuh-uh. He already owes me an entire bottle of lotion, a mascara and a lipgloss. And for some reason, my throwaway razors are gone too. I'm not endangering any more of my stuff to him!" You shot a glare at Victor but he intentionally pretended not to hear nor see you. Seriously?

"Just lock them up or something, I don't care. Maybe I should just sleep on the couch. Give me one reason why it's worth sharing this room with you."

You didn't really know why you felt so opposed to the thought of him sleeping on the couch. You should be relived that you wouldn't have to share room with The Russian punk. But you still mumbled the one sentence after taking a brief moment to carefully word out your reason.

"What did you say?"

"... I have a cat."

The silence following almost made you feel like the scene of these weird soap operas that streamed on tv once in a while. But you did have a cat. A beautiful sacred Birman with the eyes of an ocean. And you knew about Yuri's fascination with them. Victor mentioned it somewhere along the lines when discussing his arrival days ago. And if you had to give him one reason, then that would be the one. It's probably the only reason too.

"Where." It wasn't a question. It almost made you giggle but you kept a straight face. Victor who knew the reason behind your words, almost cracked under the pressure.

"He's probable sleeping under the blanket on my bed, as always-"

Yuri pushed Victor aside with a stern 'move' and headed for your bed. A little anxious, you followed him through the entrance, afraid that he would be like one of those crazy catpeople who never stopped bothering their cat. You worried because you were one of those people. But because your cat was rather clingy too and you always had a bunch of stuff to do daytime, it kind of evened out the contrast. Two crazy people were too much, you figured.

"Well, we'll go off now and let you two bond now. Don't forget that we're having afternoon tea in an hour!" And with that, Victor and Yuuri was out of the picture. For awhile.

A round uneven pile under you blanket made Yuri stop at the end of the bed. You stood beside him as he lifted the blanket, revealing the fuzzy ball that was your cat. Round eyes stared up at the both at you and the cat stretched it's back, making a 'u' position.

"His name is Magnolia. You'll have to apologize to him for interrupting his sleepy time though." You half expected Yuri to scoff at your statement, thinking you were taking the animal too seriously. But the baby voice he used to communicate with Magnolia next almost had you taking a step back.

"Hi, Magnolia... 'm sorry, pretty boy. You'll have to forgive me, I'm afraid." He kept on talking to the sleepy cat as he extended a hand for him to smell. Magnolia yawned and gave the hand a sniff before sitting up, eyes intensely staring into the boy's soul. You could tell by the hesitation of Yuri's petting hand that he really wanted the cat's approval. He cat kept staring him straight in the eyes which usually means bad. Though, the purring heard from his belly said the opposite. You finally relaxed a little. Magnolia is very picky with who gets to touch him and you were expecting a bite, honestly.

"He's always been so stare-y... I've figured that he only stare at people he like or something he finds very interesting." You crouched down beside Yuri and rested with your arms at the bedside.

"Like owner, like cat, I guess then. I feel like he has the exact same piercing gaze you gave me earlier." Yuri grinned smugly at you and turned back his attention to the ball of fur who stood up, stroking its back to your chin. A little heat rose to your cheeks and you hoped Magnolia covered it up well enough with his body. It was kind of true. And you couldn't really deny it. You always did watch things a little to intense. But just because you found people very interesting, always seeking to improve your understanding and emotional range at any given time. So you shrugged your shoulders and coughed a little when the cat made sure to get his butt all up in your face too. This habit, you had noticed, was a trait almost every cat held within them.

"You're going to object or what?" Yuri caught your attention again and Magnolia moved away from your face just in time. So he was expecting some kind of denial.

"You're not wrong... You've just got the wrong idea of it."

"What do you mean?"

"You should probably start getting yourself settled here. We only have one hour."

"You didn't answer me." Yuri's remark left unanswered as well as you stood up and threw a bag at him. A light 'oof' slipped through him as the heavy thing hit him right in the stomach.

"Hey!"

You grinned and opened another bag, pouring the internal onto the floor. Tons of clothes splattered on the floor. Everything in-between black training clothes to underwear and a pajamas with cat prints. A keychain with a chibi cat and a stuffed animal of a tiger fell out on the floor lastly on top of the pile. Yuri quickly made his way to the clothes and gathered them in his arms, trying to hide them away. It was worth taking an extra look at the blush staining his cheeks. You wondered if you'd just met a fellow catmerch fan as instense as you. No, this was far crazier than you! Especially as you recognized the keychain being a print of his own cat that you'd seen on a social media Yuri Plisetsky fanpage once.

"Y-you can't touch my stuff! Nor see it!" His voice was a good blend of anger and a thick stain of embarrassment.

Maybe it wasn't ideal poring someone else's belongings onto the floor. But you knew that look that Yuri bearded only moments ago. The cat had taken him as his loyal servant and Yuri wasn't intending to move until he had satisfied Magnolia's every need. If you let that happen, it would take the entire hour you had to clean up the room. And you clearly didn't have that time.

"Just hurry up and help me then if I'm not allowed to touch it!"

"Fine! And move your stupid clothes and stuff over to your half of the room!"

(A/N: Shoutout to my cat who gave me the entire butt-in-face idea through experience. I really owe you one, you little jerk<3 Also, what have you thought of the story so far? I bet you Victor has planned a familiar exercise for tomorrow's day of training. Just a little helping hand to get Yuri back into shape, y'know;))

#inspiration #yuri on ice fanfiction #yuri on ice fandom #yurianime #yuri katsuki #yuri on ice #yuri plisetsky x reader #yurio plisetsky #yuri plisetsky #viktor nikirofov

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sword-brainrot · 3 years

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Oh, um! May I request a matchup? I know these can be draining to do so feel free to skip me if you want!!

So, um hi! Im a 19 yo translation student! Everyone uses she/her when talking to me, but you can use whatever you like, I dont mind pronouns! Im really shy and kinda anxious when talking to people, but I'm completely see-through ;; cant tell a lie to save my life haha Im super curious abt practically anything and I love to learn new things! When I have to get work done, I make sure it looks shiny and perfect! (even tough I procastinate on it until there's almost no time left,,,,) I prefer indoors because loud sounds make me somewhat panicky??;;;; and in my free time I play games, learn useless stuff and sleep... y'know, the usual ^^;

As for what I'd like in a parter.... I want someone who cares about me ;; I know it may be a bit too much but I guess I can dream right? :') As for myself,,,, idk id be a completely mess ;; Im good at listening I think! but when it comes to affection Im at a loss and I just get embarrassed,,,, I blush at everything and when Im put in a spot I try to laugh it off ;;

Um, also... Im sure you already noticed but I have some self issues so you may want to take this into consideration???? maybe???? Im sorry I had to bring this up;;; i tought it could help you get a better picture of myself haha???? uuu;; (um also i apologize for this huge wall of text, i know its all over the place.... dont know how to organize it;;;;)

Oh, and I don't care about sword types nor I have a preference! I love all the slashy boys equally ♡

Thank you for taking the time to read this, I really appreciate it 💖💖

Oh I would never skip your request! If I ever get drained, I would take a small break. I wanna do your requests dear! Feel free to request as much as you want, I have a blast whenever I can write and make someone smile because of it. Don't worry about bothering me or anything, seeing requests always makes me smile and excited to write 💖🌺

I Match You With...

🌸 Ishikirimaru 🌸

♡ Ishikirimaru is a very calm and friendly guy, he would understand very well how scary social interaction can be for some people. He would never push you too far and make sure he knows your limits. He would offer you to have tea with him or help him clean just so you both can bond together and let you know what he does want to be around you. He doesn't mind if you don't talk much because you are shy! Ishikirimaru doesn't talk too much in general but doesn't mind starting the conversation and having a short discussion about things that may interest you or your thoughts on things.

♡ Don't worry about ever making him angry or annoyed, it is very hard to do that. He is very easy going and cares a lot about other people. The only way he would ever get actually angry at you is if you say something insensitive about how people's lives in war don't matter or something along those lines. He was a sword kept in a temple that often got prayed to for healing the warriors who came back from battle with deadly wounds. That is the only thing that would actually get under his skin. He cares a lot about the people around him and even the people he doesn't know, he prays for all of their well beings. Even yours. He cares about you a lot as well and will tell you often that you matter to everyone. He is aware that you would never say something to upset him on purpose. As long as the two of you talk it out and apologize to each other, he will forget it even happened. He wouldn't let one slip of the tongue to ruin the relationship.

♡ He tries hard to make sure he never upsets anyone and thinks over his words carefully, but even he makes mistakes and words don't come out how they planned. He will make the most effort to apologize and make sure his words didn't hurt you badly. If they did, he would spend hours on end talking it out and making sure you know that he would never mean anything that would hurt you. He cares about you a lot and your smile is his favorite.

♡ Ishikirimaru might be a little pushy when you talk badly about yourself. He loves everything about you and it hurts him when you think you are lesser than everyone. He will often try to stop you before you go too far with talking down upon yourself and give you plenty of compliments, even if they embarrass you. He wants you to know that you are deserving of love and that you are much better than you give yourself credit for. You have your own talents and people cherish you for being you. They want you in their life because you are you.

♡ "Aruji, I haven't been human long but I understand that being human is a complicated task. The mind can be a cruel one and the deadliest thing to our souls. My words may not mean much but please trust me when I say that you like you for you. You will see things you do not like about yourself because you are stuck with yourself constantly so you will pick up things that others will not. We are all hard on ourselves. Life is even worse on us. So take a deep breath and let yourself receive a little kindness. You deserve it. You give out so much to everyone so you need to know that it is okay to love things about yourself and be proud of who you are. You will make mistakes and not everyone will be your friend but that is okay, because you are human and you have your own life. Surround yourself with people that will love and appreciate you for who you are now. I love and appreciate you for who you are, aruji. So.. Don't be so hard on yourself, alright? It hurts my fragile heart when I see you beat yourself up for small mistakes. It's okay to stumble at times, just get up again... okay? I'll lend you my hand as well."

♡ As you can tell, Ishikirimaru is a very good listener. His whole life as a sword was to listen to those of the pained and give guidance. Even if he couldn't exactly do that in his sword form, he can do that now! He will listen to everything you have to say. Don't be shy to ramble to him. He will give you a happy smile as he listens. Tell him about the things that make you happy, what make you angry, what makes you laugh, and what makes you sad. Ishikirimaru will be right by your side, offering tea and a shoulder if you need it. You aren't alone and he will make sure you know that you don't have to face these thoughts alone.

♡ Just as how you are see through and can't lie, Ishikirimaru has a similar issue. He has a very hard time ever lying and chooses to never lie. The only time he will lie is if it is to protect others. He will often put himself in the painful position in missions so others don't have to face the hardship. He tries to not do it often because he knows that people care about him and he doesn't have to face things alone, but he would rather not see anyone sad if he can help it!

♡ He finds your embarrassed face the cutest thing in the world. Don't be scared to tell him to stop if the compliments become too much for you to handle! He will laugh it off and apologize for going too far with his comments. As stated above, he doesn't lie. So just know that every compliment he gives you is a very sincere comment that he means with his whole heart. Ishikirimaru doesn't need much affection, as long as you show that you simply care about him, he is happy. He would like to hold your hand from time to time but otherwise, he wouldn't force you to do anything you don't wish to do. Go at your own pace in the relationship, he won't rush you!

♡ Ishikirimaru will tell you anything you wish to learn! He might not have a library of knowledge of the past due to being stuck in a shrine for most of his life but he had also studied and learned about the history he came from. If you take an interest in his prayers and religion, he would gladly tell you all the tales he is aware of and teach you the cleansing sermon he often does to give positive spiritual energy. It is something that brings him peace of mind and makes him happy to talk about, so if you are willing to learn about what makes him who he is today and what makes him happy, he would be overjoyed to share all his knowledge to you.

♡ He understands very well the appeal of getting work done to the best of your ability and making it look the best you can. He wouldn't label himself a perfectionist but he does want to do the best he can. Often with cleaning. You will often see him stuck in a room all day because he wants to make sure it is spotless before he comes out and continues work else where. Though... by the time he is done... It is dinner time. Perhaps the two of you could work together and get work done to the point you are both happy with it.

♡ Ishikirimaru is also someone who happens to stay inside for the most part. The only time he goes outside would be to enjoy tea in the sun or if he has to work the field/horse keeping. Ishikirimaru is a very soft spoken and gentle man so you don't have to worry about him every raising his voice and scaring you. If there is ever a loud noise, whether it is other swords or a storm outside, he will gently hold your hand and try to calm you down. He will assure you that it's okay to not like loud noises but he will make sure that nothing hurts you. He will even try to lead you away to somewhere that may be a little more quiet. Giving you a distraction to get your mind off the noise. He wants nothing more than you to feel comfortable and safe.

♡ Depending on the game, he may want to play with you! He tends to like card games even though he is very easy to read and often loses. He tends to laugh about it after when he realizes that he was accidentally showing his hand every time he set down his cards to get a sip of tea. If it's video games, he would prefer to just watch you play and talk to you while you enjoy the game. He isn't the biggest fan but still enjoys to watch! Ishikirimaru is a pretty good teacher! So if you wish to study with him, he would be flattered that you wished to study with him out of everyone. He is very understanding that some material is hard to memorize out of no where. He would just softly correct you and tell you to work on it a little more. He rewards you with sweets every time you do really well on any test he gives you to test how much you remember.

♡ Ishikirimaru would be the most understanding and gentle partner. He wants nothing more than you being comfortable and happy. He would work hard on you slowly forgiving yourself when you make a mistake and love yourself a little more. He would never give up on you and be there if you ever needed.

#Matchups #Touken Ranbu #Touken Danshi #Tourabu #Touken Ranbu Headcanons #Touken Ranbu Imagines #Touken Ranbu x Reader #TKRB #TKRB Headcanons #TKRB Imagines #TKRB x Reader #Ishikirimaru #Ishikirimaru x Reader

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tartaghetti · 4 years

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stronger than you | strong! fem! reader hcs

you are a 2nd year manager of karasuno and here are hcs on how noya, tanaka, and ennoshita react to you being physically stronger than you seem

☆ nishinoya yuu

you, along with yachi, were introduced by kiyoko as new managers for the club. you've been in the club for quite some time now and you're well acquainted with everyone now

especiall noya since the both of you are in the same year (and he's very excited about how they have a manager who's in the same year as him)

noya is just an energetic and spontaneous ball

he'll go to your classroom and shout your name so you could go to the clubroom together

you would find it very endearing if it weren't for the knowing looks your friends would give you whenever noya came by

OKAY SO

you joined in your 2nd year after leaving the martial arts club

why'd you leave? you weren't too keen on the suffocating competitive atmosphere in the club

the club president wasn't very good in keeping everyone organised

the club was overall just a mess and you didn't want to get involved in any more problems

while everyone's cleaning up, hinata and kageyama snuck to the court a bit a do extra spiking drills

you heard them bickering but you didn't actually expect they'd do anymore drills

but at this point, you weren't surprised anymore

this time, hinata went a bit all out and the ball came flying towards an unsuspecting noya who was drinking what's left of his water bottle

fortunately, you were nearby

you immediately drop whatever you were holding (which were brooms) and immediately go in front of noya, fixing your stance (like how you would during a hand to hand spar)

you use your arm and hover it steadily in front of your face where the ball was going towards

you successfully stop the ball, which you grab from the floor

you're unaware of the stares from the other people in the gym

"hinata! kageyama! be careful! you could have hurt someone!" you lecture the first years, to which they immediately apologize for (after they've completely processed what you just did)

you turn around and look at noya, who's just looking at you in awe

"noya-san? you okay there?" you wave your hand in front of him, where he finally responds by blinking

he finally processes everything, he's confused, he's blushing, he's staring at you in awe because a girl saved him?? a v v pretty girl saved him from a ball that could've hit his head??

he's just shocked, my dood

for the first time, he's at a loss for words

"earth to noya-san?"

he finally speaks

"[y/n]-san... that... that was so aWESOME! you're... i guess you were stronger than i had initially thought, y'know? thanks for saving my head there! you're so cool, [y/n]-san!"

you're blushing now too

sure, you've been called cool by other people, but it seems that when noya says it, it just feels so different

"thank you, noya-san..."

the next few days, he'll just bother you about where you got so strong and when he learns that you know martial arts, he just WANTS you to teach him some self-defense

he was already attracted to you when you joined the club as a manager

now he learns that you're actually physically stronger than you seem??

bro, he's infatuated

wait no, scratch that

he's head over heels for you

expect a lot of compliments from him

also expect a lot of, "[y/n], do you think you can carry me?"

"for the last time, noya, i am NOT carrying you"

☆ tanaka ryuunosuke

you already knew tanaka, during your 1st year, even before joining the karasuno volleyball club because of ennoshita

but you've only met with him once or twice on the rare occasions where you'd do a group project with ennoshita

you joined the volleyball club in your 2nd year as a manager for the boy's team when the club that you were previously in had disbanded due to lack of members

to everyone's surprise, tanaka recognizes you the moment you enter the gym

you quickly become well acquainted with everyone

it's been like 3 months since you've joined the club and you're comfortable with walking home with everyone

especially with tanaka since coincidentally, you live in the same neighborhood as him

this one particular day, tanaka says he'd forgotten his textbook in coach ukai's shop while you were already walking home with him

you guys weren't that far from his shop but you were already tired enough to go back with him

you let him go and retrieve his textbook, assuring that you'll be fine on your own

he runs back to the shop and you lean onto a pole nearby, waiting patiently for him

that's when two creepy men approach you and begin small talk, getting into your personal space too many times

they crossed the line when one of them tried to lift up your skirt, the other one pinning you onto the wall

before they could do anything else, you immediately go under his arm and out while it was still a bit loose and you immediately strike your hand on his nape, earning a pained groan from the man

the other one hesitated to attack you but he did, trying to punch you, but you immediately dodge, making him stumble and fall

using whatever strength you had left, with your adrenaline helping, you lift the other and drop him onto his companion, earning groans from the two of them

the moment tanaka comes back, he's immediately in front of you, in a very defensive stance, barking at the strangers

he doesn't look at you as he grabs your arms, pulling you close to him as you continue walking home

finally, he looks at you and notices the state that you are in

your blazer's unbuttoned, the blouse underneath lost the top button, your clothes are creased and your hair is just everywhere

you're sweating, still not recovering from the adrenaline rush from earlier

lowkey you look attractive rn

"[y/n]! are you okay?! are you hurt?! the hell happened back there?! did those guys try to touch you?!"

"tanaka, chill, i'm fine. just some random dudes trying to get touchy with me. nothing i can't handle"

he's relieved that you're okay and he makes sure you get home safely (ohoho what a gentleman) and once he gets everything in his head, he's in love

i mean, who wouldn't be attracted to a girl who just DESTROYED two men trying to touch her

the next day when you greet him, he's all blushy and scared because you might beat his ass if you felt like it

he later learns that you were taught self-defense at an early age and continued training up until now

tanaka will stare at you whenever you're talking with someone, hoping you wouldn't notice, but boy's just too obvious about his infatuation

the whole team probably knows his crush on you without him confirming it

☆ ennoshita chikara

you joined the volleyball club shortly after transferring to karasuno in your 2nd year

you're classmates with ennoshita, so you were relieved that you knew someone in the team

you quickly became friends with everyone on the team a few days later due to them being very friendly and kiyoko never leaving you confused during practice

once you're comfortable enough with them, you've shown your very playful side

leading you, along with noya and tanaka, to get some lectures from ennoshita

you were never one to actually do dumb things, but you always encouraged them to do the dumb thing

"im not a bad influence i swear" turns into "lmao yea, you should totally give that snake a pat"

even though you seem playful, you're still very reliable when the situation calls for it

you stopped a good amount of class fights and bickering to avoid it elevating to a physical fight

you've also stopped hinata and kageyama's bickering a few times

of course, ennoshita's noticed this and has developed an admiration to you

he didn't notice the thin line between admiration and infatuation

he finds himself staring at you a lot during practice now, always denying that he had a crush on you and just convinced himself that "i just respect her a lot"

it's currently the last day of the tokyo summer training camp, and you're helping out unloading a few more stuff that they bought

you're carrying two fairly heavy coolers, both of which are filled with refreshments

ennoshita sees you and sprints up to you, offering to help

"oh, there's no need ennoshita-kun, go ahead and eat, you should enjoy yourself"

there it is, that very sweet consideration that sends ennoshita's heart flying

"don't worry [y/n], i want to help you"

you smile and take up his offer, giving him one of the coolers

he almost droos the cooler from how heavy it was

he initially thought it wasn't at all heavy since you didn't at all look like you were having a hard time, he underestimated the weight of the cooler

you look at him in worry but then you burst into a fit of laughter, earning some attention your way

ennoshita was embarrassed as he tried to tell you to stop laughing at him

"sorry ennoshita-kun, but that was the reason i didn't want you to carry it, come on, give that back to me"

he stares at you for a bit, still not over the shock of learning how strong you actually are

you wave your hand in front of his face and he comes back to reality

"no, no, i can carry this, your shoulders might get sore, [y/n]"

AWWWW HE'S CONCERNEDD

while the both of you walk, you tell him about how you underwent some intense (somewhat unnecessary) training during middle school as you were part of the track & field club

once you deemed that the training was far too much and your body couldn't take it anymore so you quit when you went into high school

the reason you transferred was because your mom landed a job as a teacher for karasuno high

he's in awe about... just about everything about you

it's honestly not hard for him to fall for you at this point

he'll listen to you the rest of the day, wanting to get to know you more and more

when someone goes to help you carry something particularly heavy, he anticipates for their reaction over you being stronger than they are

he just loves you at this point, really

i hope i depicted them properly TwT

#haikyuu #hq #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #strong fem! reader #haikyuu headcannons #hq headcannons #ennoshita chikara #nishinoya yuu #tanaka ryuunosuke #ennoshita chikara x reader #nishinoya yuu x reader #tanaka ryuunosuke x reader #haikyuu imagines

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slasher-lovers-blog · 3 years

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The day of fate, part 2

But it wasn't a normal man, he had a face for a mask! You screamed and tried to escape but he caught you in his arms, he wasn't trying to hurt you, he just held you. You felt safe but then he dragged you to the dinner room.

You were tossed into a chair gently and got tied up, he tilted his head and fiddled with his hands. He looked nervous and then the crazy man walked in. "Hehe, is she ready bubba?" He asked. Oh, this friendly man is Bubba. Bubba nodded and sat down on the other side of the table. "Dinner is almost ready! So be patient" the man walked out again.

A hour later you found out their names, the old grumpy guy is Drayton, and the other Chop-Top. You looked around and sighed in despair. Then the door opened and a other guy walked in, he looked young and tall, with long brown hair and a red spot on his face.

"Nubbins! You are late, go sit down!" Drayton yelled and slammed his fork against the table. Chop-Top laughed and started to shake his chair. Nubbins walked towards you and chuckled, he grabbed your hair and pulled. You yelped out and kicked around. "SIT DOWN!" Drayton stood up and pushed Nubbins away from you.

After they sat all down and the food was ready, it was dinner time. They all were eating except you. Drayton glanced at you and frowned. "Why aren't ya eating?" He asked while swallowing some meat. "I-I can't eat...i am tied up" you looked at him. He groaned and looked at bubba. "Bubba, go feed our....umm...guest" bubba stood up and grabbed a bowl with meat and a spoon, he sat next you and he stared at you. He licked his lips and started to feed you, it went slow, the meat tasted good but you knew it wasn't cow meat...it was human meat. You stared into bubba's eyes and he stared back. His hand was shaking and he incidently spilled the meat on your shirt. You yelled of surprise, Bubba tried to clean it by using a napkin. You could hear Drayton mumble somethin and started eating again. His hand was on your chest and you could feel your heart going faster, you felt getting hotter. What is wrong with you?! He's a killer, a cannibal and you getting turned on somehow by him?! You blushed madly and bubba stopped, he pulled away and put the bowl infront of you, he stood up and walked out. Drayton stood up and took his place. "If he won't do it, I will".

Drayton wasn't calm or patient, he hurried you to eat faster, almost choking you on the meat. You coughed and almost spit it out, he covered your mouth. "Don't ya dare waste this good meat! Swallow!" He snarled and squeezed your cheeks. You swallowed fast with tears in your eyes. He had a idea and smirked. You looked at him and he put the bowl down. "I'll tell ya what, you do what i say and you stay alive. But if ya try to escape, you are dead, understood?". You frowned and nodded. Atleast you were still alive.

Days passed and you did chores for them, doing the dishes, cleaning the house but they still treated you badly. Drayton was strict and didn't even know why he kept you, maybe because he needed a break. Chop-Top and Nubbins didn't leave you alone, they annoyed you and sometimes stole your stuff. Bubba was the sweetest of them all, he brought you new clothes, even though they were from their victims, he sometimes helped you behind his brother's back. He mostly got send away, drayton didn't want him to be sweet towards you. But Bubba kept visiting you when you were in your room when his brothers left.

You felt happy when he came, you could talk to him, even if he never answered but just made sounds. It was kinda cute, you thought. He was making happy noises untill we heard knocking. "Drayton?! Are ya home?" A voice called, it wasn't Chop-Top or nubbins. Bubba stood up and left. The person kept calling. "Hello?!". You peeked through the window and saw a sherrif by the door. What was a sherrif doing here?! Wait a minute...maybe he can save you!

You started to yell for help, he looked up at the window an just smirked. "Well well well, drayton caught a rabbit" he said and looked around. A truck drove to the house and stopped. Drayton stepped out and looked at him. "What are ya doing here?" He grabbed a bag and walked to him. The sherrif crossed his arms. "Forgot our deal? If we get caught, we could live with you to hide," he spat on the ground and looked at the window you were at. "It looks like ya catched one". Drayton groaned and walked inside, the man following. "I don't even know why, so shut up Hoyt" he dropped the truck keys on the counter. The sherrif laughed and patted his shoulder. "It's alright, how are your brothers?" He sat down and looked around. "Good i guess, even tho Bubba tries to help her" he snarled and sat in his seat. Hoyt frowned and rubbed his chin. "Y'know, if she is distracting him, kill her! She's no use to us" he mumbled and looked up at th ceiling. "I can shoot her and bubba won't stop me". Drayton leaned on his hand and started to think, hoyt was right, she's no use. But then, he might lose control of bubba. Well he will eventual forgot about her, but he don't wanna take this change. "Sorry but I'll keep her for awhile," hoyt looked disappointed. "But if she's bringing me trouble, i'll let you kill her". He smiled wide by the answer and nodded. "Good thinking drayton!".

You sat down by the dinner table and saw the sherrif sitting next Drayton. Bubba an the others were on their own spot. You looked down at your hands, your wrists started to hurt from the rope and you fiddled with your fingers. "So what's your name sweetie?" Hoyt asked with a nasty smirk. You shivered and looked at him. "Y/n, and do not call me that" you said with a disgusted tone. You heard him chuckle. "The others will come tomorrow , monty is having trouble with moving around" he continued his talking. Drayton scratched his chin and nodded. You looked at Bubba and caught him staring, he turned away with a blush.

You giggled and looked down, trying to hide the blush on your face. Nubbins started to annoy you again by poking you, while trying to stop him, bubba grabbed his brother's wrist. "What the hell bubba?! Let me do what i want!" Nubbins said and pulled away. Drayton stood up and snarled at Bubba to go to his room. Bubba mumbled an left the room quickly. Nubbins laughed together with Chop-Top before being send away. "Those idiots don't do anything usefull!" With a slam of his fist he stood up. "Hoyt, can you take her to her room?". You felt scared and cold, not knowing what this sheriff is capeable of doing, the man grabbed you roughly by your arm and pulled you to your room. "Ya lucky that we don't need ya yet" he mumbled and pushed you into your room before locking the door and walked away.

After hours of being locked in your room, the door went open and Bubba came in with a plate of food. You thanked him for the food and started eating, he fiddled with his fingers while watching you. "It is very good!" You swallowed the last piece of meat. He smile under his mask and took the plate, while reaching for it he touche your hands and he blushed. You looked at him and blushed, you gave him the plate fast. "Thank you Bubba" you said while cleaning your mouth with a napkin. He giggled and stood up. He really was adorable. You talked for almost a hou untill Hoyt walked in. "Damn Bubba! Get out!" He hit his head, scaring him out and looked at you. "You damn bitch".

He snatched your arm and pulled you to the bathroom, he locked the door behind you and waited outside. "Hurry up!" You looked around and started to brush your teeth and heart. After you finished you knocked on the door, letting him know you were done, but no one answered. He had left without letting you know, why would he even let you know. You started to panick, what if they wanted to let you starve to death. A scared feeling went through you and you started to bang against the door.

Someone walked in and unlocked it, swinging the door open. Hoyt was now right in your face, looking all pissed. "Calm down! If ya break the door i swear to god you gonna pay!" He pulled you out, you yelped and tripped, almost falling on the ground.

"You damn pig!" He kicked you out the room, and had brought you to the dinner room.

Days passed, locked up or in the dinner room, you didn't see Bubba much anymore. You heard screaming a few times, but it stopped. Drayton brought you food and hoyt had brought his family. It was chaos downstairs. You could hear a female voice, a other man that was complainin of not walking. You wonder what he is talking about. You sat on your bed that slowly turned dirty. The sun came from behind some clouds and shines through the window. A knock on the door alerted you, a woman walked inside with fresh clothes and some food. She put the clothes down on my bed and and handed you the food. You said thank you and started to eat. The woman looked at you. "So what's your name?" She asked with a sweet tone. "Y/n" swallowing a piece of bread and drinking, you looked at her, asking her the same question. "Oh my name's Luda Mae". Before you could ask anything else, she left.

It felt better when you had some new clothes on and walked around your room. It started to get boring, but why aren't you trying to escape? A voice is telling you not to try, while a other one is screaming "RUN!", you started to think that you were going insane. Maybe you were, but you weren't the one killing people, you chuckled at the thought and shoke your head.

The door went open and bubba peeked inside. "Bubba" you walked to him and smiled. He signed to be quiet and he walked out, you followed him. He lead you to his room and locked it. "Why?" You asked, tilting head. Bubba looked away being shy, he just sat on his bed. You turned a bit red and sat next him. You two sat there for almost a hour untill he hugged you. You were suprised and hugged slowly back. He nuzzled your neck and mumbled. You couldnt understand what he said but this was fine.

You hugged a bit longer untill you could hear Hoyt yelling for him. Bubba stood up and smiled at you before disappearing again. You giggled and layed down. This was actually fine, atleast you didn't get hurt or eaten. Outside it was raining and cold, for texas this was a suprise, you knew it mostly doesn't rain. Downstairs you could hear the table being prepared for dinner, hoyt and drayton laughing and the others were doing their thing.

#fyp #fypage #slasher fandom #slashers #fypシ #the texas chainsaw massacre #leatherface #thomas hewitt #the texas chainsaw massacre the beginning #fanfiction #fanfic

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