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#im fine. until one thing goes wrong and then tears
badcountryofficial · 2 years
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God I am. SCREAMS
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soobnny · 11 months
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classmate au | yang jungwon
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❝ i’ve retired from the student council lmao ❞
heeseung | jay | jake | sunghoon | sunoo | JUNGWON | ni-ki
yang jungwon
where do i even begin
in the first year of highschool, he used to be THE class president
resident teacher’s pet, sits in the front, yada yada… typical good student stereotype
BUT NOW??? 😭😭😭😭
he just goes to school to be silly
don’t get me wrong like he is smart n still receives good grades
but he isn’t the 100% school jungwon from 7th grade
MOVING ON
how do you befriend yang jungwon
he’s actually a friend of a friend!
apparently, rei had met him when she was in the student council for like a year
so naturally, you eat lunch together at the canteen
he always has those cool lunchboxes and just rly GOOD food for lunch that he doesn’t share
you didn’t know what to expect from the boy when you first started eating lunch together
maybe timid??? shy??? bossy?? you don’t know bc he’s in a different section
you certainly don’t expect him to know about every single possible GOSSIP in the school
he says it in such a funny way too like
yang jungwon storytelling skills 10/10
and he laughs so hard like he will draw attention to your table bc he’s laughing so hard
but it’s valid bc the things he says sometimes are so unhinged that even YOU can’t help the loud cackles
tho you don’t rly become close friends until sports fest season
you hang around each other ++ additional friends BUT they’re always in some contest so you’re left with jungwon most of the time
“do you want to leave and go to the mall??,” you’d ask more as a joke
but he agrees
YANG JUNGWON agrees to skip sports fest to go to the mall with you im in tears
that’s how you find yourselves in a small karaoke room at the mall
he drags you to the arcade too
the original bet was loser pays for the winner’s lunch
but then u lost every game and u looked so cute pouting that jungwon suddenly changes the rules
“FINE… winner pays for the loser’s lunch”
he pretends to be so upset about it too so that you can grab his arm and shake it around to try and get his attention
he gives in obv
then he takes u to lunch at one of like ur fav places and ure like omg ??? u think it’s telepathy that he knows
BUT NO he listens to your stories during lunch time and you’ve mentioned eating here and loving it before
he even has your order down but he tries not to be too obvious about it ☹️☹️
yang jungwon listens to you even tho you’re seated a few people away from him
womp womp it rains when u decide to go back to school
you two end up running in the rain together
WELL technically at first you tried to share his umbrella but then the both of you got too flustered
so when u started to stray away from his umbrella .. he CLOSES it
he takes your hand and goes running for the school so you can take shelter from the rain
the teachers and students look at u like 🤨🤨
anyways jungwon and (name) ABSENT from sports fest
the only thing you remember the event by is bc u joined picture taking before leaving the school grounds
it’s so natural hanging out with him
nothing ever feels forced bc he’s just so goofy and silly that you never feel crazy when talking to him
ever since then !!!!! he’d sit closer to you during lunch time
then he’d start waiting for you outside your classroom just to tell you something ??
will find every excuse to talk to you
and if the teacher needs something from your room? bye he’s VOLUNTEERING just to see you for a few seconds
ofc the teachers just think typical Jungwon behavior
but no … this is typical Jungwon with a Crush behavior
ALSO picture this
his classes end earlier than yours
he will literally pass by your classroom a million times and peek through the open door to make like brief eye contact with you
sometimes .. u don’t notice him and he just admires the way you look on forward to the teacher
also pretends his class ended late so when ur class dismisses he’ll be like “oh let’s talk to the cafeteria together!”
he’s not slick abt it
WHAT DID THAT MALL TRIP DO TO HIM
why is he suddenly so down bad and willing to do everything to hear you laugh
(he starts sharing his food with you btw i know… very shocking for him who ltrly Never shares)
he finally confesses after a school event that ran longer than it should’ve
so he sprints at you and tells you he needs to tell you something bc he is going crazy
CONFESSES !!!!!!!!!
ofc who are you to reject him.
be careful when you start dating bc i firmly believe he LOVES kissing 😹
like he is obsessed and will just be kissing you all the time i’m sorry i’m pushing this agenda
tho ofc in hidden areas!!!!!!!
he doesn’t want his beloved teachers catching him who still has an image of being a teacher’s pet
soooooo like……
“come here, let me kiss you”
you even receive TEXTS as if you’re some sort of sneaky link (you’re not)
“please meet me under the stairs beside the student council office and prepare your lips 😘😘😘😘”
under the stairs, the side of the basketball court, an empty classroom … everywhere
BEHAVE yang jungwon
he’s so clingy and so smug too
has you as his lockscreen
it’s so funny bc someone would borrow his phone and your zoomed in face would just flash in his phone
talks about u to his friends all the time
“isn’t my girlfriend so pretty?,” with this smile 😊😊😊😁
lets you wear his school blazer
sometimes he even switches ur pe shirts
HE DOESNT TELL U
He just likes seeing the big fat “yang” printed on your back
STUDY DATES
he makes his kisses a reward sometimes like if you get this question right he’ll SMOOCH u
he’s honestly so good at being academic support like he knows exactly what to say bc 7th grade him was a different breed n be was so eager to please and always felt so pressured
jungwon a Veteran u guys
helps you in the subjects you’re not so good in
tbh teaches better than your teachers sometimes
like he’d stay behind in class and it’s only the two of you in the classroom and he’ll start WRITING on the whiteboard
just starts lecturing to help you for an upcoming exam
ANYWAYS
honestly just good luck to you and your poor lips
oh also your poor stomach bc he will always make you laugh
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s3raphimssins · 6 months
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i need soulmate AU Dazai x fem!reader
The soulmate can be match up however you'd like, btw if you like angst you can make it ansty but I'd like the ending to be fluff!!
Tysm!
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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷summary: when all hope is lost in the midst of the darkness there is light...but what if that life was a person?
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷pairings: Dazai x fem!reader (soulmate au)
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷warnings: angst/fluff, mentions of torture, mentions of killing, abit of gore?
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Felix's note: omg! I love this i was going to make a soulmate AU this is perfect! I hope you like it! sorry i took too long I was giving midterms <3 heart divider by: @cafekitsune <3 w.c: 1.1k
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it was weird.
was it an ability? a disease? who knew. There was this thing going around in Yokohama about soulmates. There were a lot of symptoms and one by one you felt them. All of them.
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┊┊.number 1: the closer you are the warmer you get.
you heard people outside the agency through the window talking about how cold they were feeling all the time. Saying its sad that their soulmate has to be so far. But you. You were always warm. While they were wearing sweaters to protect them from hypothermia. You were doing the opposite.
"what wrong angel, need to take your mind off me~" Dazai teased.
"you wish" you sighed and went back to your report. "and for the record I have a name so consider using it."
he chuckled and strolled away. You felt a warm feeling when he talked to you. Nothing out of the ordinary. This was going on since months. Nothing you couldn't brush off.
┊┊.number 2: you feel their pain. physically.
"OUCH!" you hissed.
Immediately Naomi came to help "oh my gosh whats wrong are you okay!?" she held you for support. "is it the soulmate thing?!"
"did he just get punched in the gut or something?!". You couldn't help but feel cold. Dazai was missing for a few days now ever since he went out. The agency could care less. You could care less. But you couldn't help but feel drawn to him. His silly jokes. His teasing. The day felt empty without hi. Maybe you should go looking for him. He's Dazai after all. Probably got all busted up by the mafia. (yes, yes he did)
┊┊.number 3: the first thing they thought about when they saw you appears on your arm and only goes away once you fall inlove with eachother
"look at hers!" the agency were busy pointing to other peoples arms which was clearly readable. You looked with them. Amazed by this. Also distraught by some things that were written. You checked your watch for the time and...wait...was this there?
'pretty eyes'
you turned red and desperately attempted to cover it with you sleeve and sat down trying to calm yourself. Kunnikida noticed and asked "are you okay?"
"yeah, yeah im fine" you hid your face in your hands. until Ranpo screamed.
"her soulmate thinks she has pretty eyes!". Ofcourse you couldn't hide it. Everyone gasped and some laughed. They ran to you to see the imprint up close. Dazai stood in the back looking at a mark he got not too long ago 'flirt'. He had already figured it out. He figured it out ever since he felt warm around you.
He loved you. But did you love him? Was he your soulmate? This thing tells you your soulmate but never guarantees them being your soulmate? He didn't deserve a soulmate. After all hes done. He deserved to die alone. You had another soulmate. And he would be left alone. Just like he thought. He sighed turned around and left.
┊┊.number 4: your dreams are their memories.
you woke up with a tear stained face. Breathing heavy. A nightmare. A very bad one. You were in the mafia? But you have always been in the agency? You weren't the one getting tortured but. You were torturing them? You've been having these nightmares alot. Sometimes the boss was manipulating you. Sometimes you were killing.
Why were you having these dreams. You would never kill someone. That innocent man had such a traumatized face and you killed him in the most brutal way ever. You made him bite the stairs. You smashed his jaw. And shot him thrice. A mafia traitors punishment. But why were you seeing it? Who would do such a thing? This is why you swore to never join the mafia.
┊┊.number 5: you feel what they feel, but this time emotionally
you always felt drained. You hated this? You aren't like this. You never felt anything now. There was this constant guilt in your chest. You never felt empathy now when you were on missions. You were distressed that you weren't feeling anything. This isn't you. Why was this happening. Oh. Your soulmate. That made you sadder at the thought. The thought that your soulmate goes through this everyday. You want to see him. Hug him. This is terrible, someone feeling like this. Who could deal with this?
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A month had passed like this, Everything was the same. Except Dazai had changed. He didn't flirt with you, he didn't even talk to you. He even avoided talking you with him on a mission. Why is he acting like this. Its really bugging you.
Now that you thought about it. You did the same. Avoided him. Never spent time with him. Never offered to do anything for him. It was like now you two had the same personality and did the same thing. It was a silent mutual agreement that happened you don't even remember when. Did it even happen? Why did it happen even if it did.
Now you crossed eachothers paths like you don't know one another.
Like right now. You were outside getting some stuff and he was out to do you don't know what but you saw him walking infront of you. Without a hi, without a hello, no how are you you walked right past eachother. Just like you always di-
┊┊.number 6: and when things will be lost a red string will connect you two that will never break.
You turned around and looked at him. He did the same. Your eyes pen wide. His breathing stopped. A red string on your pinky that connected to his finger. You looked at the string and looked at him. He did the same. You dropped whatever was in your hands and ran to him and hugged him. He didn't say anything but hugged you back. Those dreams were his memories, those feelings were what he felt, you felt warm because he was near. He was the one who thought you had pretty eyes.
"im so..sorry..." you whispered in between sniffles.
he smiled and pat your head soothing you hair and kissed your forehead. " You don't have to be, im sorry too"
"if only i could i would absorb your pain and return it to you as love -louise kaufmann" you said and smiled at him
"its you...it was always you" he whispered.
and thats why with pain and suffering comes rest in the end.
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graciegoeskrazy · 2 months
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yeah, you wanna find love
matty healy + teen!swiftie!daughter!reader
warnings: some language, angst, fluff, cheating
a/n: do u guys get the title? get it? get it? the title? cuz she sang it? the city? at satvb? get it?
ty bae anon who requested im in LOVE.
I know Eras and Matty and her dating happened way after Red TV was released but shhhhhhhhh
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Like any other normal teenage girl, you got excited every time Taylor Swift dropped an album, announced an album, or did anything remotely hinting at herself and her work. Even if it was a far stretch, you were on social media like the rest ready to prove or debunk theories. Tonight, she’s releasing her second re-recording, Red (Taylor’s Version) You were a fan. Even though she and your father dated for like a month and now they never speak to each other and the chances of you seeing The Eras Tour ever again are slim to none, you admired her so much.
Your dad had said goodnight and sent you to bed more than an hour ago. You planned to go against his wishes a little bit and stay up and listen to the album. It was only one time, and it was for the sake of music, so if you got caught he wouldn't be too upset, right? …Right?
The plan was all fine until you got hungry. The kitchen was connected to the living room which is where your father spent most of his late nights, doing work, watching TV, sleeping, whatever. It was quiet so you assumed that he had already gone upstairs for the night or was fast asleep on the couch. It all gave you the confidence to believe that you could sneak into the pantry and not be seen. You were wrong, however.
“Go to bed.”
He was there. Wide awake. Just quietly scrolling through his phone.
You pouted. “C’mon. It comes out in like an hour.”
He never took his eyes off his phone. “And you have to wake up at 6 am for school tomorrow.”
“And I’m still gonna go! One night of staying up and listening to an album isn’t going to change my perfect grades or 4.0 GPA.”
“I said no.” His voice grew a little more stern.
Your begging was now at a full 10. “This is a big deal, Dad! Just because you can’t listen to Taylor anymore doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t!”
“What I say goes, you know that.”
You smirked. “Oh, so it was fine when it was your album?” He hated it when you were a smart-ass. Mainly because you reminded him too much of himself when you acted that way.
He rolled his eyes and sighed. “Go to bed.”
“Ughhhhh.” You slumped up the stairs.
“I love you, baby.”
“And I love your ex!”
Almost 2 hours later, Matty got tired of the things he saw on Instagram, and the yawns he kept giving let him know that it was time for bed. As he walked upstairs he heard the faintest sound
At first, he thought it was because of something he had done. He thought that maybe the attitude he showed earlier was too much, but on the other hand, he knew his girl was too tough for that to break her. He opened the door and saw your frame curled on the bed. Your face was buried in your pillow but it was evident by the bits that were showing that your face was red and littered with tears. You heard him open the door and walk to you, but you didn't move.
“What’s happened.” He asked quietly as he slipped in into the other side and pulled you close.
“Just shut up. I just need you.” You were harsh but he knew your tone held no true anger or hurt.
“Okay. Okay, I’m here. I’m right here.” He held you as you cried into his chest. You were sobbing. You tried to catch your breath between the hiccups and cries, but it took minutes for you to fully calm down. To you, those minutes felt like hours, and as time went on Matty became increasingly worried about the severity of the situation.
You took one last big inhale, then spoke. “He cheated on me”
“What?”
“He cheated on me…then dumped me when I found out.”
“When?! When did this happen?”
“A little less than a week ago.” He sighed, He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You and your boyfriend had been dating for nearly 2 years. From the way it looked to the outside world, you two were as happy as could be. Matty always had his doubts but he chalked it up to the typical dad senses overreacting, especially because you always looked so happy and you hadn't been that way in a long time. “I should’ve broken it off long ago.” You hiccuped and cried through your next words. “He ignores me. Everything I say. Everything I do. It's like I’m talking to a brink wall half of the time. I tell him I’ve had enough and he apologizes and makes me feel great like I’m the only one who matters, and then he makes the same fucking mistakes, over and over and over again. He likes the idea of a relationship but doesn't want to put in the work of having one. At least when it comes to me…”
Matty didn't know what to say. It was a complete shock to him. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing-”
“Yes, he does. He just doesn't care.”
“How did this happen, if this happened a bit ago then why are you crying just now?”
You hid your face again. He rubbed your back. “You’re gonna laugh…”
“I won't laugh-”
“You’re gonna be mad,” You said, looking up.
He smiled. “I won't. Promise.” He said, winking.
You sighed and buried your head back into him. “I was listening to the 10-minute version of All Too Well.”
“God, bubs.”
You sat up and looked at him. “Let me live! It was too real. I related too much. I’m serious.”
He reached his arms back up, guiding you to come back to him. “I know. Im sorry.”
You pouted as he placed a kiss on the top of your head. “Do you ever cry to my songs?”
“Only of embarrassment.”
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ghostismybbygorl · 1 year
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141 when they're angry and how they cry
Im feeling a little bit angsty tonight 😈
Warnings: self inflicted pain, ptsd, truama responce, crying, anger
Price
It takes alot to get him pissed the fuck off but when he does he blows the fuck up like full blown disappointed dad he will make you cry. This usually only happens if he had a rookie or someone close to him nearly gets killed or a mission goes SOUTH
Again it takes alot to get him pissed if he realizes he getting to that level of anger he'll excuse himself take some breaths smoke like 3 cigars to get his composure together and then he'll address the problem
He's usually just passive aggressive and says some really petty shit
Now he's a silent crier with the occasional sniffer. He's stroke his beard and rub his face with a groan. He hide his face and just silently sit there until he gets his composure. He aslo does breathing exercises to calm him down
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When he's pissed of he'll get really quiet and shit himself off. He does the "im fine" and if you keep prodding at him he'll blow up in a yelling fit.
Hes a angry crier like full blow screaming crying punching things. Hes a whole hurricane when he's MAD
Now he will never lay a finger on anyone he loves if your in the middle of an argument and he starts forming tears he'll storm off and find something to punch. He keeps a punching bag around so that he doesn't have to hurt himself on anything. he wont punch the walls because he'd be the one fixing it.
He one time got so pissed he dissapeard and ghost found him curled up by a tree that had obviously taken a beating. his knuckles will be bleeding and bruised. He'll be a sobbing mess hyperventilating, hiccuping, coughing ghost would have to calm him down and try to get him leveled
Hes the screamer type crier he'll be holding something just wailing. If you ask him whats wrong he will just pull you in a hug and just let it loose.
Ghost
(Alright so in the comics he was in a abusive household where his dad would beat his mom and he would terrorize him with new foreign animals and he witnessed his dad murder a woman at a concert and he just told him to laugh it off. He was captured and tortured to near death being buried with his comrad so he has MAJOR PTSD from it so this kind of falls into the senario)
He tries HARD to not loose his composure in fear that he will be like his dad and loose his shit
Hes goes quiet and shuts himself off. Like price he'll excuse himself and get his composure together. He raises his voice and will warn you that you're pissing him off and to stop immediately. If you don't stop he'll tell you "that's enough!" And storm off
His whole aura will change and you can feel the anger radiate off of him. He's the type to go "its fine don't worry about it" if you ask before storming off to somewhere quiet
so theres this trauma response where if someone you know where to get hurt or something just makes you snap you start laughing i feel like ghost has that especially in the comics he has a ptsd attack and just starts laughing
When he has an attack he'l start with a chuckle and then it just mores into a sick laugh and itll just turn into him full blown sobbing and laughing at the same time
He's also a silent crier so if he's severly overstimulated he'l lie down and his eyes will start becoming waterfalls. No sniffles he just stares while his eyes soak the floor
Gaz
He RANTS when he's pissed the fuck off. He will call you out in your bullshit and roast the fuck outta you. he does the hand clap, waves his hands in the air everything. He's a bery level headed person but if you say something that pushes that button right be ready for a blow up
He doesnt get violent whats so ever unless the person provokes it. His dad (price lol) taught him to not start a fight but finish it and he damn well finish one.
He super sarcastic when he's irritated and is passive aggressive
"And thats why your mamas dead.... dead as hell"
When he cries he has tears streaming down his face and he does the quiet sobs that will turn into hiccups and him rubbing his eyes constantly
He doesnt cry that much (except for weddings hes a sucker for them) and he usually doesnt show anyone that he's crying (except for the weddings 😂)
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hopelesswrites · 9 months
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‼️OBSCURE JOE PLOT ALERT ‼️
i see a lot of similar things being written under the joe tag, and i don’t always like how much miscommunication there is between the reader and joe because of reader’s insecurities. imagine joe dating a woman who is very secure in herself and the relationship. you have a career and while it isn’t as decadent as joe’s, you’re happy with it. however, joe sometimes worries that his lifestyle is too different from you because of how normal yours is. you’re not constantly flying to conventions and promoting new shows and worrying about being seen out in public. he’s nervous that you feel he isn’t committed enough to you or that he’s unreliable. while you take a direct communication approach, he pretends like everything is fine until the night he gets a call when he’s about to take you out. he had planned the reservation months in advance, but his agent called to see if he could do a last minute zoom interview that evening. he didn’t feel like he could turn it down, and when he turns around to tell you, he thinks that you just look so stunning that he starts to cry. you’re confused, and he’s just apologizing over and over. you comfort him, and after listening to him explain his worries, you pull him in and kiss his neck as you whisper exactly how wrong he is. after fifteen minutes of you embracing him and helping him clean up, he does his interview. your night out becomes a night in, and you give him the best head of his life. his thighs and tummy end up covered in marks before he pulls you off of him and you let him regain control, with him flipping you over into an incredibly intimate take on missionary. he wants to go slow, to really savor it, but god he just loves you so much that as you moan out his name and praises, he loses his ability to speak and just goes harder and deeper into you. sorry if this ask makes no sense i am running on not a lot of sleep sbshsvagabbssbbsb
Thank you for sending this in!! I really loved the idea and agree, we need more emotional Joe x secure reader. Hope it's alright, i went in guns blazing at first but lost my mojo at the smut (im not in a smutty mood atm apparently)
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You were just putting the finishing touches on your makeup when Joes phone rang, and he dismissed himself to the living room to take the call.
Joe had been sitting on the bed not so subtly checking you out from behind (The mirror exposing him) while he waited for you to finish getting ready for your date. It was something that came rare in your relationship with Joe since his schedule filled up last year, so you were extra excited to just go out and have a good meal with your boyfriend.
You were applying the deep red lipstick you knew drove Joe crazy when you heard his voice raise from the other room. You had noticed how more flustered and irritated Joe was getting recently due to his work, but you were so proud of him for all his achievements.
Heavy footsteps made their way back to you and you turned around offering Joe a warm smile.
“Everything alright?”
His face could tell you everything was in fact not alright. The stern look in his eyes and the way his brows were furrowed, the emotion Joe struggled to hide from his face, failing to let him lie to you every single time.
The second Joe laid eyes on you the anger in his face vanished and the tension in his eyes softened as tears welled up.
‘I’m so sorry” was all Joe got out before the tears fell and you were rushing over to your boyfriend, taking his face into your hands and pulling him into your chest, the angle awkward but Joe embraced you around your waist and cried, spilling out all his pent-up emotions.
You stroked his hair, pushing it back and behind his ears to free his face, since he had been growing it for a role and it had become a bit unruly.
 Once the sobs subsided and he lifted his head up to speak, Joe stared down at you with the saddest eyes “I just wanted one night, one single night so I could prove I was all in, that I’m not distracted and I’m serious about us”.
This took you by surprise because you had no doubt in your mind Joe was serious, he hadn’t given you any indication to. Your relationship with Joe was perfect, he had his thing going, you had your thing going, you came together had a great thing going and you loved each other so much, what more could you want?
“Baby, where is this coming from? I know you’re serious about us, do you have a work thing?”
Joe looked away from you for a moment as more tears well up in his eyes.
“I feel like I’m too busy, I can’t be as present as you need, I can’t even take you out to dinner”. Joe looked down at your face, “And you’re dressed up so nice, I’m such a dick, you’re even wearing that god damn lipstick, you’re so fucking perfect I’m so sorry”.
“No, no, Joe, you’re amazing, everything’s perfect, please don’t stress yourself out” You comforted your boyfriend, wiping the stray tears off his cheeks as they fell. “Go do your work, I’m okay, we can order in and watch a movie when you’re done, okay?”
Joe nodded like a kid sniffling away after a tantrum, “I won’t be long, I love you”. He punctuated his confession with a big wet kiss to your forehead before sulking all the way to the study where he did most of his online interviews.
You migrated to the couch and put on a rerun of your current binge while Joe worked, before long he was creeping back out of the study.
“Done already?” You beamed, watching his own face light up. “Come sit and we can properly talk about how you’re feeling”.
“I was just frustrated don’t worry about me” Joe dismissed, plonking down on the sofa next to you, knees touching.
“My Love, I’m always worrying about you, I care so much I can’t help it”.
Joes’ eyes drifted over to you, softening once they landed on your face, full of love.
“I just feel sometimes life gets in the way and you’re going to leave me”.
You raked your fingers through Joes hair, brushing out some tangles while he savoured in your touch.
“I just don’t want to fail you”. He confessed to this much softer, more insecure about this particular part.
It broke your heart he thought that way, and you were upset at yourself for not seeing this sooner, Joe had been struggling with his insecurities for so long and you thought everything had been perfect.
“Hey, you haven’t failed me, I don’t think you even could, and I’m not going anywhere”.
“I love you” Joe whispered, smiling softly.
“I love you too” you whispered back. “Now lay back, let me show you how much I love you”.
“You don’t have to”.
You dismissed Joe, “You’re tense, I do”.
You got up off the couch and slid down between Joes legs, rubbing up his thighs lovingly as he adjusted to be more comfortable.
Without hesitation you began unbuttoning Joes shirt from the bottom while he worked from the top, meeting in the middle. Underneath was the holy grail, you loved Joes body, specifically, marking joes body.
Starting just below his belly button you began to pepper gentle kisses along his skin, dotting that red lipstick in your path. Joe groaned at the realisation of your intentions, knowing he’s going to hate washing off your work later. As you went further down your lips got firmer, stamping more prominent kiss marks over and around his happy trail.
Once the unmarked skin ran out you worked on removing Joes pants, him helping more hastily, pulling his boxers down with them.
You continued your descent, leaving little red reminders with every touch, making sure to stay as soft as possible, leaving Joe a heaving groaning mess.
“Darling please” he whined as your mouth alternated from hip to hip only a wisp of breath where Joe really wanted you, needed you.
You couldn’t bare to watch him suffer for too long before placing a series of kisses up the base of his cock, watching his muscles tense up as he refrained from taking charge, letting you have your way with him, as agonising as it was. The remainder of your lipstick smudged over his skin before you wrapped your lips loosely around the tip and sucked, eliciting the most pornographic moan from your boyfriend.
“Fuck, baby you have no idea what a sight this is”. Joe groaned, while gently tucking a fallen piece of hair behind your ear that was obstructing his view.
Your head bobbed in a rhythm that had Joes stomach muscles tensing in overdrive, you knew he wouldn’t last too long. Before you could send him over the edge Joe was gently pulling you up, a firm hand on the back of your neck, and guiding you back on the couch where he started undressing you, just as hastily as he was with his own clothes.
“Eager, are we?” You joked as Joe fiddled with the zipper on your skirt.
“That lipstick move was cruel, I need you now” Joe grumbled, finally getting the zipper to cooperate and pulling down your skirt as you worked on your top, leaving you in just your bra and underwear.
Joe groaned as he soaked in the sight of you, far too worked up at this point.
“Fuck I love you so much” he got out before devouring you in a heated, passionate kiss, all tongues and teeth.
Clumsily you wrapped your arms around Joes shoulders, pulling him impossibly close, needing to feel all of him. His lips trailed down your jaw and sucked along your neck in an animalistic fashion, marking you his own way.
Impatiently you reached down to stroke your boyfriend, silently telling him to hurry. Needing no more indication he was moving your underwear enough to slip himself inside and began a slow agonising pace.
“Joe, please” you whined, missing the fervour he had earlier.
His hips moved in a mellow rhythm, grinding once they met yours, causing heat to rise in your belly quicker than it normally would. This was slow, but fuck was it good.
“Need it slow tonight” Joe whispered, goosebumps rising over your neck when one particular thrust hit a spot that had you seeing stars.
You let out an embarrassingly loud moan as he picked up more force, “Yeah baby? There?” He teased, running his fingers through your hair and tugging at the crown, sending electricity through your body.
Joe’s movements got harder, little grunts escaping his lips as he chased his own orgasm, the animalistic atmosphere slowly returning. You lost all ability to breathe as Joes pace quickened and his cock hit that spot that had your eyes rolling back.
“There you are, my love, let go” Joe encouraged, movements getting harder and faster as he reached his own high.
It felt like an explosion as your orgasm hit and Joes followed after, his moan so loud it echoed through the still house.
You relaxed back into the couch as you caught your breath, feeling the weight of your boyfriend drop ontop of you, comfortingly, much like a sweaty weighted blanket that you loved so much.
“Don’t doubt my love for you again” You sighed once you had both calmed down enough.
“Or what? I get this again?” Joe joked.
“This was an exception”.
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sprout-fics · 1 year
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So the sad ask would be… when Joel Miller lost his daughter-
If you don’t wanna answer it it’s okay! I was feeling a little mean…
Like say a mission went wrong (doesn’t have to be canon to the fic) and Maus saw that Price was gonna be shot by O’Conor and she shoved him out of the way but takes the bullet instead. Price hears a ringing in his ears before he hears what sounds like muffled sobs and whimpers and his hear shatters when he sees Maus on the ground on her back, blood coming from the wound as she places her hands over it to stop the bleeding while fighting the pain..
Price scrambles to her, barking orders to get an Evac for Maus to save her life. She cries out in pain as he tries picking her up but he just can’t focus right… she tries to say something to him, he tells her to save her breath to get her back to base… he only hears “Captain.. I’m… im s… I’m so- …..” then she goes silent and the light leaves her eyes…….
Im so sorry if it’s evil I just started watching the Last of Us the the first episode destroyed me q-q
I'll do you one better
(Major character death ahead, you've been warned)
"Choose."
O'Conor's voice rings like a graveyard toll in the misty hours of morning. Dreaded. Imminent, a whisper of death that clings to the promise of dawn. The finality of it isn't wasted on Price, who's face falls open in a rare, dreaded expression of fear.
It's your face that looks back at him, hair matted with sweat, blood smeared against the corner of your mouth. Your eyes are bright with tears, hands restrained behind you in a similar fashion. Stripped of your gear, you look so small, absent of the tactical vest and equipment he's so used to seeing you in.
It stabs at him then, the realization just how young you are.
The safety clicks off.
You whimper, the sound entirely involuntary, and as soon as it echoes forth Price sees your lips tighten in a firm line, face scrunching in refusal to bare another noise to your captors. It sends a hollow, broken flare of pride through the captain, that even now, even here at the end of all things, you refuse to buckle and break, staying strong until the last breath.
"Go on, John." O'Conor drawls, and the barrel shifts from him, to his corporal, and then back to Price. "You...or your subordinate."
You don't speak, but Price sees the way your eyes alight with horror, expression falling open in fear. You're shaking, he notices, and that alone has him struggling at his restraints, growling, trying to claw his way to you, to hold you safe.
"Rookie." He speaks, voice thick with the coppery taste of blood. "Rookie look at me."
You do, and as you meet his eyes Price watches tears spill in rivulets down your cheeks, smearing the flaked grime across your skin.
He swallows then, pushes down the horrible stab of pain at the mere sight of you, feeling hurt echo across his chest.
"None of this is your fault." He manages softly, in a voice far too tender for the circumstances. "You're going to be just fine."
O'Conor moves then, as fast as a whip, lifting the gun and firing a round into the opposite wall. It's enough to make you scream, body hunching forwards, shaking as a sob comes loose.
"Answer me, Price!" O'Conor yells as the gun moves back to your form. He takes a step forward then, presses the still warm barrel into your hair.
"Me!" John yells then, voice cracking, struggling at his restraints, shoulders screaming in protest. "For fuck's sake, it's me! Shoot me, leave her- Declan, I-"
He falls silent as Declan turns then, pointing the gun at Price.
John settles, breathes deep. There's a cry from you, a wordless, cracked sound that screams against his decision, tries once more to reach him. Your words are indiscernible between sobs, tears falling freely as John hangs his head forward, refuses to look at you in these final moments. Instead he focuses on the memory of your smile, on Gaz's laughing eyes, on Soap's bantering, jovial tone, and the soft, rare smile from Simon, on the boys he called his sons, and on the ones he kept close to his heart.
"It's alright, Rookie." Price murmurs gently. "It's going to be oka-"
BANG-!
John jolts then at the sound, flinches hard, waits to see the reaper who by now is more of an ally than an enemy.
A moment passes.
He takes a breath.
Then, his eyes open.
To see you, collapsed to the side, eyes shimmering with tears...
...and a bullet wound through your chest.
"N-NO!" Price screams then, voice loud enough to threaten the heavens above. "ROOKIE!! NO, NO, NO!!"
He thrashes wildly in his bindings, feeling a horrible, sickened fear bubble up inside him at the sight of your blood pooling thick and red around your form.
Dread forces it's way up his throat as you gasp, watery eyes finding him through the pain.
"Rookie-!!" Price sobs then, feeling his own tears manifest in his gaze. "Darling, keep your eyes open, you're going to be fine. Every-everything is going to be fine. Keep looking at me."
Yet the light is fading behind your gaze, and when you speak, your voice is no more than a wet whisper, a murmur as you focus on him even as the world fades around you.
"J-John." You manage, voice frail, broken. "I-I'm...sorry. P-please...please..."
He sobs then as you try to find the words, even as your eyes grow glassy, as your chest rises, falls...
and then stills.
"NO-!" He wails then, chest burning, aching, sickness clogging his throat as the pool of red grows around you inch by inch, and you remain floating within it. Still, silent, absent of sound and light. A void in which he buries his despair.
The world collapses around him.
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slayingqueenchal · 1 year
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what's wrong, y/n? | James Potter x y/n
Summary : y/n is bullied by the slytherin for dating James Potter, and it goes so bad that James decided its best for u to break up with him, and you were still bullied, and one day you met sirius, remus, and Peter walking together and you didn't know something (can't spoil)
Warning : none basically, just little swearing, crying, and just heartbreak, angst, fluff, happy ending, pet names like 'love, bunny, doll', mentions of wolfstar
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"James! " You wiped your tears away. "Oh bunny, what's wrong? " James said, walking up to you. "Come , let's go to my dorm, it's crowded here" He says, going to his dorm.
Been like this ever since you two have dated. And, James hated every second of it-- he doesn't hate dating you, he hates that he's the reason you're crying. So he decided to do the best thing for you, not for him, but, everyone knows he cares for you more than himself. It was the 'right' thing to do.
"Y/n, what happened? " James asked. "Snape embarrassed me in front of everyone! Like, there was a whole crowd laughing at me! " You sat on his bed.
"Shh, shh, it's alright.. Y/n? " He looks at you. "Yes? " You looked at him. Those angel eyes, he thought. "I've been.. Meaning to.. Say this but.. I think it's best if we just.. Break up" James said, with tears in his eyes.
"What? " Your voice became more serious, and you stood up. "I know- y/n it's best for-" "Best for? James what the hell? " You said, your tears gone for a second, but it immediately came back, and it was more than last time.
"James, be honest, did you fall out of love? " You asked him, with a small voice. James had no other thing to say than a small "yes".
"Oh James.. " You wanted to say more things, but, your feet moved by it self and you cried.
It's been a month, that's just about enough time, for you to stop crying when you look at him. But, I guess it wasn't enough.
You cried all day, and barely hold it in in classes. McGonagall even asked why your homework was all wet and blurred.
And you re do it again, while walking to McGonagall, you met sirius, remus, and Peter. "How have you been, y/n, haven't seen you in awhile" Sirius said. "I-im fine" You sniffed.
"Y/n, are you sure? Your eyes are red, your nose too" Peter asked. "No, wait, you guys don't know?" You said.
"Don't know what? " Remus asked. "James and I broke up! And I'm a mess! Plus the slytherins bully me more know and I don't have a shoulder to cry on! " You said.
All of them, looked at the same direction. Nothingness, it was air, they all looked at thin air at the same time. You didn't notice, though.
"He didn't tell us any of that.. Y/n, I'm here for you" Peter said. "Yeah, us too" Sirius said looking at remus. Remus looked.. Mad.
"You thre-two go to the common room, I'll be with her" Remus said. "Bye moony! " Sirius waved.
When you gave it to McGonagall, Remus actually gave it to her since, you were embarrassed of your red face.
When you went back to the common room, there he was, james, and he had the audacity to look at you. But it all felt so tiring, and you slept on your bed.
The next morning was.. Questionable. You felt no emotions. Great but, even at the funniest joke you couldn't laugh. But, atleast you couldn't cry that hard, wrong, you just couldn't feel happiness.
You decided to go to the library, read some fantastic beast and where to find them. Not A very long book but its fine.
You read you and James's favorite creature ever, puffskein.
'Puffskein Is all over the world. With its ball shape that's covered with soft cream fur, puffskein is a tame animal, which doesn't mind being hugged not being throwed. This creature is very easy to take care for. Time to time, their long pink tongue will..... ' you read peacefully, until you heard "y/n! "
James Potter. "James." You looked at him. "Look, love, please let me explain", " You're a month late, James" You said, closing your books.
"Bet it didn't affect you that much does it, James, even your best friends doesn't know" You scoffed. "It did, y/n, let me explain, please" James pleased. "Fine, I don't even think there's anything to explain" You rolled your eyes.
"I didnt want to be a burden, y/n, you got bullied because of me. I didnt want to stress you out, and I didn't want to make a fuss and tell them, but I was there when you told remus, sirius, and Peter, I was using the invincibility cloak and I'm really sorry, I swear" He held your hands, and kneeled down.
"James.. I believe you, but, don't ever do this again, please" The tears threatened to come back. "Look at me doll, I love you, I love you so much, sirius says I love you a bit too much" He looks at you. "Mhm, comes from sirius, as if he doesn't love remus a bit too much too, I love you" You smiled.
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0asisbliss · 2 months
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Hello! I saw you wrote a fic of Aizawa, so i was wondering if you could write one im which his daughter is in his teen years and she arrives home completly drunk and wasted?
And then next day she kind of brokedown and stars crying and apologizing for being a shitty daughter?
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Sorry?
A/N: Thank you for requesting! Please be free to request again!🩷🤍 SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING ERRORS!!
Warnings: Mentions of alcohol usage, reader has a mental breakdown in front of Aizawa.
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You and some friends were always planning to do things together, but something either always came up or you chickend out. When your friend came begging you to come with her to a party you thought it was you first chance at going to one of those parties everyone talks about.
You get dolled up all nice and pretty wanting to look your best. You got a text from your best friend saying that your crush would be there. Of course you had to look your best when it came to him.
To get to the party your friend would pick you up. You snuck out at night making sure Shinsou, and Aizawa were asleep. Shinsou wouldn’t really care, but you still made sure to do it at a time you knew they would be asleep at out of the way.
At the party you found your crush. You two actually hit it off pretty well. You both were having a good time. Your friend left somewhere with her boyfriend. But you automatically know where they went. So you decided to make the conversation a little bit fun with drinking. I mean your friend does it all the time, and she’s fine, so you thought nothing could go wrong.
Meanwhile at home Aizawa got up from his slumber this usual happens because of his messed up sleep schedule. He goes in Shinsou’s room to find him sound asleep then he enters yours. He looks around quickly thinking to himself that everything is quite dandy, and goes back to bed. It’s not until checks a second to make sure his eyes wasn’t tricking him to realize you were gone.
Oh now it’s bad. Where could you be? Did you runaway? No. You had no reason to run away, so where did you go? He quickly wakes up Shinsou, and asks where you might be, and he doesn’t know. Now Aizawa starts to overthink the possibility of you being kidnapped. But no. Not that either he sure he would’ve heard something.
He didn’t hear any struggling or crying at night, and he’s sure he’s already woke up like 3 times already.
He goes to sit on the couch in the living room and stares into space. Where could you be?
A couple hours pass and Aizawa hears the jingle of keys at the door. He jumps up to answer it. It’s you, but you look horrible. Your hair is messed up, your makeup looks terrible because your mascara has flowed down your face almost like it was your dried up tears, and your eyes were red.
“Oh doll where have you been?” He says in a worried tone you pay absolutely no attention to.
“Havinfundumbass..” Your words are slurred together in way Aizawa can barely understand, but he understood enough for his heart to drop to his feet and tears start to well at his eyes.
“I-I was worried, and you didn’t tell me anything so I was making all these assumptions and-.”
“And I don’t care-.” You stumbled all the way to your bedroom and plopped face down indicating to him that you were tired.
Aizawa gave up, and he decided that he would deal with you in the morning.
You got and did your morning routine just like every other morning with you. You went into the kitchen to see your father making breakfast. That’s when it all hit you again. You were being a bitch to your father.
“Hey dad..”
He ignored you. He didn’t even spare you a second glance.
“I’m sorry.. I should’ve at least asked or something..” You thought this would work because it worked all those other times you did it to get yourself out of situations like these.
But again he ignored you.
That’s when tears officially started to run down your face and your hands start to shake as if you were holding in something, and just can’t take it anymore.
“Dad, dad I’m sorry okay. It was stupid please. Please don’t ignore me I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Even as you kept repeating yourself as in you were saying a mantra you still felt a hole in heart.
“Do you know how it feels to think your daughter ran away or worse? The person you love so much? Thinking they just got up and left. You don’t think [name]. Nonetheless I forgive you.. just-just don’t do anything like that again?”
“O-Okay..” Your lip formed a pout as you turned around to leave to go to your room. Even though you were forgiven you knew he wouldn’t forget that night, and what you did.
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pjsk-writin · 1 year
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Hi! I think your posts about poly Reader, Tsukasa, and Rui are cute. Can you write another where the reader is part of one of wxs's shows and the reader messes up a bit but the show goes on perfectly fine despite their mess up but has a bit of a breakdown after the show cause they think they ruined the show and Tsuaksa and Rui comfort them? Gn reader and I dont mind however you write it. Thank you very much if you choose to write this, I hope you have a wonderful day!
waaa ty, im glad !! and have a wonderful too, I hope you like this ! <3
♡ THE SHOW MUST GO ON - (Poly!) Tsukasa Tenma and Rui Kamishiro x Reader
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Tsukasa and Rui were both excited to have you be a part of the newest WxS show!
They give you a rather significant role, and let you know that if you ever want to change it, you were free to tell them!
You go through with the role though, and before you know it, the day of the show arrives
Most things were going smoothly, until you messed up a bit. You didn't have the time to fix your blunder because the show must go on
All things considered, the show went on perfectly fine! However, you were far too anxious about your mistake
Once you reached backstage, you started shaking, tears pooling in your eyes as you replayed the moment over and over again. You really screwed things up.
"My lovely co-star, what's wrong?" Tsukasa appeared by your side in an instant, gently wrapping his arms around you. Rui did the same on your other side
"I- I messed the whole show up. If I wasn't so stupid-" The words get caught in your throat, and you sniffle, lowering your head.
"Hey, dearest, take a deep breath with me, alright?" Rui leads you in a breathing exercise, and you follow the steady rise and fall of his chest. "You didn't ruin anything, dearest, I swear to you."
"He's right!" Tsukasa smiled, softly wiping the tears from your face, "We have all made mistakes while performing before, but we still go on! And I believe that you recovered wonderfully!"
"I agree." Rui leans forward to kiss your forehead, "You're an amazing part of our show, dearest, nothing could ruin that. If anything, you'll always have your number one supporters right by your side."
The pair send the rest of the evening cuddling up with you, providing as much comfort as they can <3
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quodekash · 1 year
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I was texting @judebilation while rewatching the eclipse a little while ago, and decided that aye’s mum’s story isn’t sad enough, so let’s make up some lore and backstory for the sake of angst and tears
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the fear in her eyes and voice when she says this. cos it’s not just dika. the father of her child left her, her brother died, and I decided she lost a lot of her friends as well
SO what if:
aye's parents were high school sweethearts, completely unaware of how very toxic they were for each other, because they were their first relationship and they had no idea how it was supposed to go. i reckon they were also both super popular and everyone around them was either waiting for their relationship to fall, "because thats how it always goes", or thought they would be together forever and ever. and then badabing badaboom they stayed together, they had a child (im willing to bet they were very young when they had a child, or perhaps theyd been together for AGES, finally started realising they were doomed, and decided to have a child to try and repair the relationship. idk how old she is so it could be either, but whichever one it is, it’s still not great)
and then he was a terrible person, and it took her so long to realise that, and i reckon she was clinging to the relationship because its all she had and its all she knew. i cant quite remember what aye says about his dad the like one time he mentions him, but i think he left aye at a young age, probably before he can even remember. i wouldnt be surprised if he left while she was still pregnant.
also, for the sake of angst (and i know how terrible miscarriages are, and my love and support goes towards anyone who has ever experienced one, but i need to pull at my heartstrings until i cant feel anymore), i feel like they had infertility issues and she probably had a miscarriage at one point
anyway, because high school sweethearts, all of her friends are also his friends, and they probably managed to stay in contact with them after school, but then he did the terrible things that he did (maybe, to kill my soul even more, he slept with her best friend)
and because hes terrible hes probably manipulative (the two often go hand in hand). so naturally he got the best friend on his side, but then he probably twisted the story for the other friends to make it seem like aye’s mum was in the wrong and he did only good things
and then all her friends left her, and he was also probably super controlling, so he probably didnt let her branch out and make new friends, so she only had the people from high school, and now she has literally no one except for aye (because making new connections as an adult is so freaking difficult)
oh and her mum or dad or smth probably died when she was fairly young
and her good for nothing boyfriend did nothing to comfort her and probably just told her to get over it, becuase "my great uncle's shoemaker's friend's cousin is dead and i feel fine"
anyway. i hope that killed you. I hate myself and im gonna go cry myself to sleep now ✌️
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👻🎁💥💡
👻 What is your wildest headcanon?
the kids set a fire in the living room.
april one day finds out theyve never had s’mores. shes rightfully horrified (ahh the wonders of being 11). they can’t exactly go camping, so they make do. when splinter goes to bed, they all sneak into the living room, make tents out of blankets, build a LITERAL fire pit with stones and all that they collected from the sewers (after removing the rug, so it doesn’t burn. raph is wise. he is still literally 10) and start a fire. they have marshmallows, hershey’s chocolate, graham crackers. they prepared ghost stories. thing is though. theres no ventilation. it’s a sewer. so smoke fills up the living room after like 2 hours. they panic, douse the fire, it makes it WORSE. mikey, in tears (from panic and smoke), goes running WAILING to wake splinter.
his FACE when this poor man walked into his living room at 3am to find his kids freaking out and smoke EVERYWHERE 😭 the patience on this man. the shit he’s had to deal with omg. (the s’mores were delicious though. they make them again, but without setting a fire in the fucking living room this time)
(im so glad i got to share this headcanon i came up with at like 3am that had me losing my whole fucking mind. i have a whole page of headcanons for this show i am so unwell 🫶)
🎁 Have a piece of a WIP you want to share?
of course! here u go :3
Mikey shifts in the bed, getting closer to Leo until he can feel his little brother pressing against his shell. “You know you can tell us if something’s wrong, right?” he asks quietly. Leo turns his head until his face is buried into his pillow and sighs, heavy and deep. “I don’t want to talk about it,” he mumbles back, muffled. He hears Mikey sigh, defeated. The slider half expects his brother to get up and leave, frustrated. He knows Donnie and Raph are annoyed with him, and he can’t really blame them for it. It’s not like Leo’s being difficult on purpose. At least mostly. But Mikey doesn’t leave. He stays, and drapes an arm over Leo in a half-hug. “That’s fine, too. I’ll be here when you’re ready.” There’s a lump in his throat and his eyes burn at the words. Leo doesn’t trust his voice so he just gives a quick nod and reaches with a shaking hand for Mikey’s, locking their fingers together and squeezing tight when he finds it.
💥 What is one canon thing that you wish you could change?
letting karai live for at least longer than 2 episodes. i totally get why that didn't happen, but if i could change ANYTHING honestly i'd love to see karai develop a relationship with Splinter and the turtles and train their ninpo and stuff. we could've had it all :((
💡How many WIPs do you currently have?
oh i love this question! so so many :)
but for ones im actively working on in this fandom? 5. there will be more as i continue planning for whumptober tho ;)
thank you for the ask!!! <333
Fanfic Writer Ask Game
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If you still haven't been asked, I'd love to know "28. Favorite work you wrote this year" & "29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year" for the Ao3 wrapped!
28 -- Favorite work you wrote this year?
i have a lot of works im really fond of, and my favourite has yet to be posted, but my favourite posted fic is In The Town Of Agua Fria (Rode A Stranger One Fine Day). its a cowboy au and im rly proud of it 😈 (also as i was searching it up to link it i found out, much to my surprise, that i am not the only unhinged person to hear a country song from the fifties and immediately apply it to the blorbos. it was, of course, a supernatural fan to do it first lmao.)
29 -- Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?
i have a lot of fave passages but i was rereading some of my older stuff recently and i remembered this one that i'm rly proud of:
“I left so you could stay!”
“I didn’t want to stay without you!”
Lance’s chest is heaving, and tears blur his vision. Keith looks shocked, mouth dropped open and eye blown wide. “I didn’t want to stay without you,” Lance repeats through a sob. “But you left, and I didn’t have a choice. You left me, and then so did everyone else, and I was alone, and you left me.”
“Lance,” Keith whispers, close to tears himself.
Lance breath hitches, and he can barely speak over the lump in his throat. “I never wanted you to leave. I would have followed you, but I knew you didn’t want me to. You needed to figure something out on your own, and I did my best to accept that, but you broke my heart, Keith. There was nothing I wanted or needed more than to be at your side but I wasn’t worthy of you.”
“Lance,” Keith begs again, reaching over to cup his face. “You were always worthy, okay? Always. You never had to earn my respect, or fight for a place at my side. It was always yours to take. We’re equals. There’s no one I need more than you. When I left… I was struggling. I was afraid. I was afraid of my past and my future and I was afraid of what I wanted to be with you. Of what I already was with you. I didn’t know how to handle myself, and when you came to me worried about five lions and six paladins I thought I had a solution. But I was wrong. I was scared and I made the wrong choice. But,” Keith wipes Lance’s tears with his thumbs, pressing their foreheads together. “I want to fix things. You and me. I’ll do anything, Lance. Anything to earn back your trust, your love.”
“You don’t have to do anything,” Lance sobs. “You just have to stay.”
Keith cradles Lance’s head to his chest, and he goes willingly, clutching Keith’s shirt in clenched fists. “I’ll stay,” he promises, petting Lance’s hair as he cries. “For the rest of my life, until the end of my days, Lance McClain, I will stay with you.”
from this ask game! send me asks bc i feel like a celebrity
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american-idiot21 · 2 years
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Yandere dad hawks/Dabi pt1.6
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HOW WE GOT CLOSE TO MOTHER FUCKING YANDERE DAD HAWKS AFTER DABI
Im basing this off of “Wake me up when September ends” by Green Day.
So our birthday is in September, and we hate September because of that fact. So its the 19th our birthday and we just wake up and immediately teleport to Hawks house hopping he forgets our birthday. But surprise surprise he doesn’t and the house is decorated. But its in out favorite colors which never happen at our house.
While we are looking at the decorations we remember out conversation that happened on September 1st. And that conversation went like this:
“I dont like September. Can you like put me in a medical induced coma or some shit until September ends?” We say as we teleport right in front of hawks at his agency.
“Ok so no hello? Hi? Or at the lest a hug? We’ve known each other for like 2 months.” Hawks questions, he was going to get back to our question but just wants a hi first.
“Ok. Hi Hawks. I don’t like September. Can you put me in medical coma or something?”
“No. Why don’t you like September? Its your brith month!”
“I dont like it because of school. And because I don’t like my birthday”
“Why dont you like your birthday?”
“Because its just.. like something always goes wrong on my birthday. For example: my mom would get a concussion a week before and it would be a bad once, id figure out someone was using me for a dare or bet, id have a test a fail it, there was even one time where I got nothing I wanted for my birthday! The list could go on and on and on forever!”
“Hmm ok. Tell me what you want. Everything even decorations and I’ll have them at my house on our birthday and we can just stay home that day, do nothing but what you want. Nothing will go wrong! I wont even try to kidnap you at the end of the day. I promise”
“Hmm you’ve made the promise before. But we know you cant really fully kidnap me because of mu quirk. The kidnapping has turned into a joke now I feel like. I mean you’ve done it like 20 times and it still hasn’t worked.”
“Ha ha ha yeah Ik. But I really promise this time.”
“Hmmm OK Fine. Ill be over in the miring before school. Ill hack into the school thing saying im present for all my classes.”
“Ok. Send me a list of everything you want and I’ll get it. And if there are shirt tell me what size in the things too.”
“Ok Ik send you the list. Also there’s a hawks crochet thing in there I really want because the wings are cute.” We say knowing we are going to regret it later when we have like 5 of them. Or as much as he can order. We could tell hawks freaked out after that and after we teleported out of his office and too school because we where going to be late.
After remembering that we chuckle a bit and then hear a loud scream and then “HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!! WE CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT TODAY!!!!” Hawks screamed in returned scaring us so much that we screamed at the top of our lungs. Soon fallowed by a hug and red wings wrapping around us.
“Ok ok thanks hawks this is amazing. I love it.” We say while hugging him back, holding back our tears because we felt so happy in that moment.
“So what do oh want to do today first?”
“Breakfast” we say as our stomach growls.
“Haha ok love.”
We all then spent the day doing whatever we wanted and we were freaking out our parents by not being in the house. But we had a good birthday and thats all that matters. Plus Dabi came and we got to burn Endeavors agency down with him while Hawks was busy getting lunch. Also the fact that we got more comfortable with hawks and are starting to feel like the house is home.
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insightfulcorner · 8 months
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A Letter to someone I love, except they’ll never read it:
Dear Anonymous,
I know it’s been a while since we’ve had a heart to heart. Sometimes, I wonder if we ever did have a heart to heart that didn’t end in something bitter. It was always hard to talk to you and tell you how I felt. Every word I said came off as a criticism, and every tear I shed made you angrier. My pain was your whip, and although I was the small child in the situation, I would always be accused as the abuser; the abandoner.
I knew you were falling apart long before I grew up and left. You had a history of self sabotage, and even as a child I understood that the things I went through as a result of you, weren’t because you meant to hurt me; it was meant to hurt you. You hate your life, you hate it’s outcome, and you hate what you’ve been through. I understand that. You’ve been through a lot, just like me. But unlike me, you remain a victim. When you grew up, you no longer had an abuser to bring that familiar feeling of hateful love, so you turned to lovers who provided that. When you couldn’t find a lover to do so, you hated yourself. You built a reality where the world hated your very breathe, and to this day I see you hate a reality that you built.
You’ve pushed us away, and it hurt. You’ve chosen you’re hate over us, and it stung. Nonetheless, we healed and we kept hope. You would come home. You would one day keep your promises. One day, you would get better. I still hope this for you, but I can’t tell you that I expect it. In order to get help, you have to admit that something is wrong, and you never will. That’s okay though. We still love you, but won’t be a victim to your life anymore.
We’ve grown up. A is great it’s computers, and he’s a genius in school. He hates sports, but as a high schooler he has built complex video games and 3D models so much so that we want him to be an apprentice to help with college when he goes next year. C is doing great too! He’s such a well rounded kid, and he started his freshman year. He is so big, the football coaches love him and put him on varsity. He is stronger than me, and he is so sweet. I see him as a gentle giant. He doesn’t have the same pain as A and I do when we think of our childhood. He was so young, he does not remember most of it. What he remembers, he remains resilient as a result, and he doesn’t let it ruin him. He’s so pure of heart, and he is the apple of my eye. I may not be his parent, but it feels as if I have raised him. In all reality, I have.
We are really close. We listened to your advice to stay close, because all we have in the end is each other. You and R built a reality around us where that was usually the case, and as a result we are a trio. Even with me far away, they remain in contact and they tell me everything, especially C. We’ve grown into our own humans Anonymous. I know you still talk to us like we’re little, because not even 6 visitations ago, we were little. However, we’ve grown up, and I can tell you that we are becoming some fine adults. I don’t know if you worry about us, but if you do, please know we are doing great.
A part of me still hurts and is bitter, but it’s getting smaller everyday. Im beginning to understand more and more, and I have accepted that no matter what I will always love you, Anonymous. We are all imperfect, and you never had bad intentions. It is hard to give others the love they need when you don’t know how to love yourself, and I understand that. I just hope for the day you see the light again, and that you can learn to love yourself. I hope for the day I can see you, and you are truly happy. Until then, the lights are on in the bedrooms of my heart, and I will always be there for you when you decide to get help.
Sincerely,
You’re daughter.
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euphoricsunflowers · 2 years
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isn’t that my line? you have the fire and water in your chart that i mentioned in my other message! 😌 surely it must be why im having a lot of fun chatting haha. i am curious as to your mercury sign though, since if I recall that’s the one regarding communication style and the like? but fun fact—we share a venus sign!
the thing about mingyu is that he’s both the type to indulge you and very reactive when it comes to reactions so that makes him the perfect bullying target… and how he whines when he is bullied but becomes shy and embarrassed when he’s praised… like I think if you really wanted to keep him on his toes you’d switch back and forth… but 100%. I think some other members could take some bullying—for different reasons and different types of bullying rather… but mingyu isn’t the most bulliable for nothing. and him pouting… haha as if that doesn’t make you want to tease him more…! but maybe that’s his goal all along…
yes 100%! mingyu is a sucker for your attention but man does it hit even harder when you pretend you’re not as into it as you both know you are. also yeah… that and he seems the type to be really into how you taste as well… but that’s so soft? i can imagine his slightly embarrassed, mostly heart emoji filled grin??? upsetting.
that’s so hurtful… 😔 again and again until he’s told to stop? he probably unintentionally overstimulates you that way because he will continue until told to or (gently) pushed away… it’s really easy to lose your focus when he gets soooo into it… and also he would be so grateful! especially if you’ve specifically been edging him… imagining him going thankyouthankyouthankyou as he cums is………….
no you’re correct im just in mild denial 😔 seungcheol and wonwoo are meant to be friend shaped to me so hearing about their babygirlisms threatens that a little …
just looked it up my mercury is in aries :) and also!! i think mingyu is also an aries venus so look at us three! we’re so cute :) i could be wrong but i feel like i read that somewhere !!
right like it’s not like he’s the only one who could take it but i agree he just has good reactions and is soooo fun to tease no wonder he’s always the victim of svt’s teasing 😭😭 but then you compliment and praise him and his whole demeanor shifts and he goes from sad and pouty to shy and bashful but always wanting you to continue <33 and yes i think it must be his goal and he secretly loves being teased and made fun of bc why does he tolerate so much shit if not bc he’s fine with it???
also 💔 i love overstim in any kind of way and he like doesn’t intentionally do it obviously but if you’re holding him so tightly that he can’t pull away to let you breathe, what is he supposed to do?? he is also kinda in love with that strained look on ur face <33 he would be so genuinely grateful pls- tears in his eyes, whimpering thank you over and over again </33
you are honestly in denial but that’s okay bc i’m in denial about how in love with mingyu i am it’s literally so bad like i don’t want like him 😭💔💔
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