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trollsedits · 21 days

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BroZone headcannons please cause I saw your Poppy/Viva one and it was so cool!

Aww, Thank you so much I’m super busy today but This just made my day haha 💕✨ (so I’m writing this on my busy schedule today)

Brozone Headcanons:

Jonh Dory:

-Dude has a Perfectionist problem

-his personality reminds you of Eric Andre

-During his younger boy band days he would mess around with his little brother but he mostly like to mess around with Rosiepuff

-Grandma Rosiepuff mostly yells at John for causing chaos

-dude is obsessed with Rhonda

-His literal senior quote is “Perfect,perfect perfect 100%”

-He likes to mess around with king peppy back in his boy band days

-Has OCD

-He has baby pictures of all of his brothers he once try to make those kpop photo cards of embarrassing pictures of his brothers and sell them to fans his brother were not happy about it

-Will embarrassed the Sh*t out of his brothers no matter how old they are

-branch and Floyd is literally embarrassed to be around John

-Clay just hide whenever John comes to the Putt-Putt trolls village to pay him a visit he would make viva tell John that he was dead

-Bruce once slap the Living Sh*t out of Jonh Dory cuz he keeps calling Bruce —-> Spruce so John thinks twice before calling his name

-since bruce slap John He is deadass scared of saying Bruce name afraid that he’ll mess up again so he just call Bruce Vacay dude with a tall wife and 13 children

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Bruce:

-Had super dad power

-knows when his kids or wife needs something

-he always mentioned “My wife” when ever he hangout with this bros

-he will slap the Living out of you if you dare disrespect his wife and children meaning talking bad about them

-since he’s a dad now he will dad his brother meaning he will cook, feed them put them to bed etc.

-he can surf

-he once taught Floyd how to surf but it failed don’t ask why Floyd rather not talk about it

-he and Floyd has the best brothers relationship beside clay

-He still baby branch around

-when ever John Dory was being a bit to much Bruce would just put a pacifier to shut him up or just put John to bed the other brother thank him for that John can go on for hours on being perfect

Bruce: come on you big baby I think is time for your nappy maybe you’ll stop being cranky

-he definitely listen to Broadway music like Hamilton and others he also listen to smooth jazz

-he is a charmer not even his wife could be angry at him

-back in his band days he would brings a bunch of random girls back to their pod and make out w them he would threatened both clay and Floyd if they ever tell grandma Rosiepuff he would [Beep] their heads off so clay and Floyd just shut up

-He Secretly wants to adopt tiny diamond because he never had a troll size kid of his own before

-He would attempt to kidnap tiny diamond before but got caught by branch

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Clay:

-Definitely a John Dory biggest #1 Hater

-Clay would attempt to murder John but Bruce stopped him

-license CPA put some respect on his name fools

-definitely listen to Kid Cudi he would play it Day N night

-He regret leaving baby branch and Floyd but mostly branch

-He still loves to baby branch around no matter what even in front of Queen poppy

-is in a sad book club

-Clay would often get in trouble w grandma Rosiepuff

-April fools is his favorite holiday his brother and even grandma would get out of the house or won’t go near the house on April fools day

-He once try to sell Floyd and branch for some money but got in trouble

-He try to sell branch again but got in trouble again

-Clay once drew on John Dory and Bruce face during their band days while they were asleep with permanent markers so they couldn’t wash them off so they had to perform like that

-Clay left Floyd behind at a supermarket that one time Floyd was crying so much when a troll brought him back to grandma Rosiepuff

-Clay loves his older brother John Dory despite being his biggest hater he still care about John but he hates it when John push him and his brother past their limits

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Floyd:

-Definitely listen to troye sivan & Lana del Rey

-he even dressed like troye sivan

-he stalk troye sivan so badly that troye sivan wants to put a restraining order on Floyd poor dude T-T

-He wants to marry troye sivan so badly cuz he’s troye Sivan biggest fan

-he loves his brother so much

-he once gave troye sivan flowers but then troye sivan threw them in the trash ;-;

-he still stalks troye sivan doe idk y his brothers would stop him and constantly apologize to troye of Floyd behavior he isn’t like this so maybe being locked up in a diamond prison made him go nuts

-Floyd can’t feel his legs after being free from the diamond prison

-Floyd when branch was born he hated branch a lot but he sooner warm up to branch

-Floyd once got his brother to do the Troye sivan “Got me started dance” and it blew up even troye Sivan was impressed that his number one fan/ stalker killed it at his dance

-Floyd always helps his grandma around the house even taking care of baby branch

-he really regrets leaving branch and his grandma behind because she loved them dearly

-he and barb would become best friends

-Floyd always act like a big brother to John,clay and Bruce whenever they are fighting he is so mature for his age

-Floyd is the family therapist

-Floyd along with branch has the best vocalist

-Floyd has gone through phrases (don’t ask him he’ll die from embarrassment but John definitely has pictures of it so don’t ask John unless you want to die )

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Branch:

-After saving Floyd from the twins he been following Floyd every movement

-Has major abandonment issues

-he will cling onto his brother legs if they leave

-he will not let Floyd or any of his brothers leave he most likely will keep them hostage cause his abandonment issues are real

-he sounds like Justin Timberlake

-He still hold grudges against his brother for leaving him but mostly at John

-he treats his big brother like he owns this place

-He definitely listen to all kind of genres of music

-he’s a Bts army and a blackpink blink (I feel like he is honestly don’t argue with me plz)

-He also listen to NSYNC his favorite member is Justin

-he hates being called bitty B but he somehow let poppy call him that

-he’s a cat person for sure he’ll even act like once towards his brothers

-he will hiss at them if they dare leave

-Bruce couldn’t leave so he would have to explain to his wife for hours why he can’t leave ;-;

-poppy once came to his bunkers and saw his brother tied up in a chair she started to get worried about branch behavior she knows viva has abandonment issues but is not as bad at branch

-She demand to let his brother go but branch wouldn’t let go of his big brother

-even John Dory was crying scared for his life

-when branch was a baby he would get away with anything even murder

-everyone try’s to kidnap branch when he was a baby back in his bands days but John Dory is protective of branch

-He caught Bruce trying to kidnap tiny diamond that once time he would tell guy diamond but then again he threatened Bruce if he saw Bruce try to attempt to kidnap tiny diamond again he would tell

-he is Creek number #1 hater

-he still doesn’t trust Bergens

-he once saw Floyd chasing troye sivan in the streets so branch would restrain Floyd from going after troye

“That troll is Delulu!” Troye said

“He’s my older brother” branch said

“Well your older brother is crazy!” Troye response backing away and running off

“You’re welcome that I restrain him for ya!” Branch shouted while rolling his eyes

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inkedroplets · 4 months

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how many stars am i allowed to send!?!?!?!!!! ⭐️🌟💫

Just as many as you would like! So I picked a couple sections from Rich Girl at random because I could ramble way too much about all of my fics. Alex set the box back down on the desk and pushed it back towards Lena, daring her to take it. She crossed her arms tight over her chest, almost looking like she was trying to hug herself. “I don’t believe you, Lena.” Lena smiled or at least tried to. “I am a Luthor,” she said offhandedly. “Never a good idea to—” “You know that’s not what I meant,” Alex said testily. “I don’t believe you’d let me leave here without taking the suit.” “Believe what you like,” Lena said patiently, neither confirming nor denying Alex’s hypothesis. “Either way, it doesn’t matter.” “No?” “No,” Lena said and reached across the desk and took the box in her hand. She noticed the abrupt shift in Alex’s body language, the way her already tense shoulders hitched even higher than they already were. She cradled the box in her hand and held it out to Alex. “Because I know that you love Kara,” she said and pressed the box gently into Alex’s open hand. “And that to protect her, you’ll do whatever you need to. That there’s not a line you wouldn’t cross to do it.” So in Rich Girl when Lena makes Kara a new suit, the trouble of how to get it to Kara presented itself. Their relationship at the time was still in such a precarious and careful rebuilding phase that having Lena simply give it to her felt wholly anticlimactic and too grand of a gesture to not lead to some kind of reconciliation. Something that Lena is still(was) tiptoeing around. I tinkered with the idea of Lena giving Kara the suit while she was in her vigilante-guise. I actually wrote a little bit of it but it didn't feel right so the idea of Lena approaching Alex came to mind.

At that point in the story, Lena and Alex's relationship is not only non-existent there was the nasty matter of Alex trying to bug Lena's office. There's no love there between either of them but there is some common ground. They both love Kara and they have done or would do questionable things to make sure she was safe. It was a nice moment between the two of them and what led to Alex giving Lena the kind of silent go-ahead a little later. She might not like the idea of Lena and Kara together but there was a moment of understanding that let her at least be okay with it.

“Bruce told me about your mother,” Diana said delicately, the expression on her face a mixture of sadness and unease. “You called out for her while Bruce was synthesizing an antidote… Lena, you were only a child when it happened. You can’t blame yourself.” “I know I was. I know that logically there was probably nothing I could have done. If I had run for help, if I had screamed until my throat was raw, if I had swam after her, it probably wouldn’t have changed a thing but no matter how many times I try to tell myself that… It doesn’t make me feel any less responsible, any less guilty.” Something Bruce understands, she thought, thinking of the sorrowful kinship the two shared. How he understood better than most that some guilt, some wounds were ineffable. They remained. They persisted. Guilt wasn’t always logical and it often left deep scars.

“Even if I could portal out, I need to make sure the program never triggers. I can’t risk it, Bruce, and you know that.” She reached behind her neck, meaning to re-engage her helmet. “You’d do the same in my shoes. I need you to activate the Endgame protocol." He sighed and Lena couldn't help but notice how much like Alfred he sounded. "It needs your voice confirmation," he reminded her gently and she could hear him typing as well, the sounds of the keys being struck sounding somewhat echoey in the cave. It was a sound she would strangely miss. "Elizabeth." "I'll see that it's done, Lena," Bruce said. "To the letter."

I had a lot of fun drawing parallels between Bruce and Lena as the story went on beyond their bank accounts. Both of their lives are defined in a lot of ways by loss. Obviously they took far different paths but at their core, they're people who still feel a deep sense of guilt for not being able to save their parents. There's a sense of their parents names almost being taboo. They're not spoken aloud a lot even when they talk about them and I think it's simply because it's still too painful. So having Lena choose her mother's name for the protocol she would only activate when she thought she was about to die seemed right. To want to speak it one last time. A reminder of one of the biggest driving factors in her wanting to be a force for good.

#ask game #my writing #supercorp

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aimwigs · 3 months

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begging for you to write dad ludwig. the brainrot is real.

he would be such a. good girl scout leader

fine have some girl scout leader lud for the soul... i may not have a cohesive narrative for dadwig but im happy to provide little snippets

Really, the reason that Ludwig took on the role of troop leader was because nobody else wanted to do it. The old leader moved to Vegas, along with her daughter, leaving the troop in a state of uncertainty. If nobody stepped in, the troop would have to disband and Ryan would either have to find a new troop or brave it solo as a Juliette according to what QT said when she dropped off the girls at his place a few days before the school year started. Apparently, she meticulously researched both of these options but she wasn’t sure that Ryan would even want to be in Girl Scouts if she wasn’t doing it with her friends from school.

So he decides to step in. There’s nothing in the rules that says a dad can’t be a Girl Scout leader and if it means his daughter gets to continue to do this thing she loves with her friends, he’s not going to let her lose that. He’s not all that busy these days anyway— what’s the point of free time if he can’t spend it with his kids?

So that’s how he finds himself a few months later, in charge of more than a dozen eight-year-old girls on a camping trip. They’re in a cabin, at least. As much as he intends to give these girls an actual scouting experience— something he feels like the previous leader failed to do— he needs two more years and a few more chaperones before he’s ready to teach them how to pitch tents and start their own fires.

They get to the cabin in the evening and he gives the girls some time to put their stuff down and set up their sleeping bags for later before taking them out on a hike. It’s a short hike in theory— just a two-mile loop— but when you’re hiking with easily distracted kids, it always ends up a lot longer. He has to stop the same girl from eating berries off random plants like five fucking times.

The first time he squats down to her level and carefully explains, “We don’t eat things when we don’t know what they are. It could make us very sick.”

By the end of the hike, he’s just absently snatching the berries out of her hands before she can shove them in her mouth. He gave them all granola bars and as much as he understands the raw human urge to forage for your own food where you can, he doesn’t think getting poisoned on your first overnight camping trip would be a great scouting experience.

There’s a creek that runs through the canyon they’re hiking in, and he gives the girls fifteen minutes or so to splash around in the shallow water, expressions of pure glee on their faces as they look for frogs and skip stones together.

“Dad!” Ryan runs over to him and very seriously hands him a rock, light gray with a small curvy brown line running through the center of it and smooth from the rush of the water. “I don’t want to lose it.”

As much as he would love to just hold the rock for her, they all had a conversation about this before they left and he’s not prepared for the domino effect of all the girls shoving everything they find out here into their pockets.

“Take only memories and leave only footprints, remember?” he says, holding it back out to her.

She frowns. “I want to give it to Lucy so she’s not sad that she didn’t get to come.”

Fuck, the thought of the delight on his younger daughter’s face as her sister hands her a rock that she found special for her is enough to make him shove the rock in his pocket before anyone else can see it. “You can’t tell anyone else I let you keep this, okay?”

She smiles brightly. “Thanks, Dad!” she tells him, running off to splash around in the creek again.

Maybe he just got scammed into breaking his own damn rules but the thing about having kids is that they can scam you every time and you’ll never really mind it.

By the time they get back from the hike, it’s time for dinner. He starts the fire on his own, tactfully, with a lighter because he doesn’t fucking remember how to light a fire without one— he’ll learn when it’s time to teach them— and has the girls go find sticks to roast hot dogs with, telling them to stay near the camp.

They have their dinner and sing songs that Ryan and a few of the other girls learned at camp last summer and then move on to making s’mores. He tells them a story that he found online about how s’mores were invented by a Girl Scout and they all watch on with wide, excited eyes.

While he’s cleaning up, the girls tell scary stories around the fire. It’s nothing particularly terrifying, except for something that the tiniest girl in the troop cooks up in her dark twisted mind about evil clowns riding bears that somehow comes off as less insane when she says it— seriously, that girl is going to be a screenwriter someday— and then he teaches them how to properly put out a fire before they all head in to go to bed.

Half the girls knock out straight away— the hike must have seriously taken it out of them— and the other half drag their sleeping bags together and quietly whisper and giggle as if this were just a normal sleepover. Truth be told, he doesn’t care if they stay up talking all night since their parents are coming to get them in the morning anyway and they’re being quiet enough that he can sleep.

So he closes his eyes and tries to get some shut-eye before he’s inevitably woken up when somebody decides they need a snack or can’t find the bathroom.

It’s about thirty seconds before somebody drops a sleeping bag next to him and cuddles into his side.

He cracks an eye open to see Ryan lying there in her giraffe pajamas, curling into him a little.

“You okay, kiddo?” he asks, rubbing circles on her back.

“I’m thinking about the clowns,” she whispers with a frown.

He hugs her a bit closer. “You know that I’ll fight any clowns that try to get you.”

“They were riding bears, Dad.”

He shrugs nonchalantly. “I’ll fight the bears too.”

Ryan lets out a little giggle. “You can’t fight a bear.”

Ludwig very dramatically lifts his other arm into her field of view. “You see these guns, I could fight a bear for you any day.”

She rolls her eyes. “Only Uncle Slime can fight bears.”

How the fuck did she come to that conclusion?

“There are no clowns on bears coming here. I promise,” he tells her, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head. “I wouldn’t take you girls somewhere where you’d be at risk of a clown attack, much less clowns with the ability to ride bears.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

“Let’s get some sleep now, okay? You can stay here with me if you want.”

She nods softly and stays cuddled up into his side. His heart soars a little— she’s in a room full of her friends and she still wants to hang out with her dad. He wonders how much longer she’ll be little enough for this.

He savors the moment for a minute and then falls asleep too. As it turns out, camping trips are fucking exhausting when you’re managing a troop full of third graders.

#dadwig #<- this will be my tag for these ficlets when i post #ignore me saying ficlet when this is over 1k #ludwig #my fic #answered #anonymous

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alwaysthegeorges · 1 year

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Stupid Boy - Draco Malfoy x Reader

Summary - You’re in your feels after Draco breaks your heart.

Warnings - angst by the bucketload

Word Count - 1.1k

a/n - read this in a british accent. i sure did :’)

!gif not mine!

How sad of a sight is this? You lying across your bed, stomach tossing and tears streaming down your cheeks. He doesn’t deserve all the emotion you have over his departure, and yet. You keep thinking back to yourself, how did this happen? Everything was fine, seemingly. Great, even. The two of you were the perfect couple, besides the fighting of course. You were on the path to get married, for Christ’s sake. Yet on that fateful day, he tore you to shreds, leaving nothing left than a broken girl, questioning.

What could have changed in those two months you were gone at a higher school? Just because you had to leave Hogwarts didn’t mean you were any different of a person. You thought Draco understood that. He had seemed distant for the past two weeks, sure, but that was because he was quite busy with homework and quidditch, not to mention his extra tutoring sessions he picked up this semester. You may have not been as busy as him, but you didn’t fault him for it. He had things to do and people to see. You only hoped he would make some time for you.

You thought you knew Draco well. Better than anyone but himself, perhaps. The two of you had spent a year and a half together, after all, sharing secrets, stories, worries. You felt so close to him. You gave everything to him. You felt as if the two of you could read each others’ minds. You went to every single game and event he partook in, compromised in fights while you still felt you were right, and overall tried to be the best girlfriend any boy could ever ask for. You had boys chasing you left and right, but you turned your life upside down for him and only him. More tears streamed at a rapid pace as you thought of everything you had given him so selflessly.

Everything in your life you did for him, but in the end, he tossed you like trash. It was utter bullshit. That part of the situation made you angry, angry at him beyond belief. You were made to feel foolish by him, and whether it was intentional or not, and it felt as if he had used you. You promised yourself never to allow a boy to use you again, physically or mentally, and yet there you were lying on the bed, used and heartbroken. It wasn’t fair. He shouldn’t be allowed to live his life happily right after he had broken your heart. And the worst part was, you couldn’t tell if he was or not, because you were oh so far from him.

Every memory and moment with him floods your mind at random parts of the day. You try to push out the thoughts of him whenever they come, but alas, it’s of no use. They come non-consensually anyway, so might as well relish in them while they’re there. Thoughts of picnics in the park and moments by the fountain morph into his hot breath on your skin and his hands on you. You shake the thoughts away when they get to that point. There’s no use letting yourself suffer with lust when you know there will never be a chance of feeling what he made you feel again. Physically and emotionally. Others may come, but what you had was a love that no one shall ever know, not even you eventually. It was faithful and jealous and imperfect, but it was yours, and it was so amazing.

While thinking about your loss brings you unspeakable grief, you can’t seem to think of anything else. Perhaps the part you’ll miss the most is talking to him. He seemed to understand you better than even yourself sometimes. Your banter was witty, inside jokes making dutiful appearances at the perfect times. It was all indescribably perfect. Even on slow days when you didn’t have much to speak about, you still spoke. Meaningless conversation was better than no conversation at all, and this you feel incredibly deeply in your heart in this moment. You haven’t spoken for about two months, and yet the sting of his last words to you break you just as much as they did before. After two weeks of on and off “I love you” and “We’ll figure this out” and “I want this to work”, a sudden wave of “I don’t know anymore” and “I’ve lost feelings” and “I’m sorry” hits you like a tidal. So little sentences carrying both so much and so little emotion. How can one go from “I wanna make this work” to “I’ve lost feelings” in a span of days, you wonder. It makes no sense. And yet, you will never be able to get closure, because of course, the bastard has blocked you. After all the damage he’s done, after all he’s taken from you, his last twist of the dagger in your heart is the block button. It shouldn’t hurt like it does, but alas. Unprecedented, unanticipated, unjustified. Nothing was said to aid the blocking. Just silence.

For some reason your heart won’t let Draco go. It’s been months. You’ve been to parties, been on dates. And yet you cannot seem to fathom what happened. You guess seasonal depression. It happened once before, long ago. Happened almost exactly like this. He gets depressed, stops caring about anything, and you guess you go with it. Although this time it hurts way more. Last time you had only been dating for a few months. After a year and a half, the uncaring slices you like a fiery blade, leaving such a scar that might take the same amount of time you wasted to heal. Damn him. Depression or not, one cannot simply toss aside someone who has done nothing but love and care about him for a year without some sort of reason. He’s not the type to date another during a relationship, so that answer is out the window. You think for weeks, but cannot find the reason.

Maybe that is why your brain won’t let you move on. Even with all your journaling, self-reflection, tarot, and friendly support, you cannot not rid your thoughts of him. No closure, no warning beforehand, leaves you in constant wonder. You don’t want to be the needy type, the crazy type, the please-talk-to-me-after-blocking type, but the urge to understand almost drives you to be those types every single day. The only hope you have is knowing you have that mutual friend you could talk to in order to ask about your well-being. You sadly still give a fuck about that asshole’s being. You want him to suffer, but not at the same time. It’s not fair. You hate your brain sometimes.

So all you can do is lie there. Wallow. Feel sorry for yourself. There’s not much more you can do. Stupid boy.

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lindszeppelin · 1 year

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So, this is a love letter of sorts to Elvis for his birthday (which is today!!). People are doing this challenge where they write a personal note to Elvis, with things in it that normally wouldn't be said or shared with people, and then you post it. Since he was an avid writer and kept a lot of random notes, he never thought they'd be read by the masses one day. So, a lot of what's being said here will be really personal, and it's things i've only ever thought about in my head and said aloud to Elvis in spirit. Here we go.

Dear Elvis,

I never thought that my life would be forever impacted by watching a movie. But it’s not just a movie. I remember wanting to go into the theaters with the hope of learning more about you, and developing a newfound appreciation for your musical genius. I certainly did experience all of those things, but I also went home that night with you by my side. You’ve always been around me growing up in small ways, and I took note of you, but I was never serious about who you were or what you meant on a larger scale to the entire world. You forever shaped the music industry. Without you there would have been no Beatles - a band that you know means the world to me, and has lifted me up in dark times. Without your effervescent light, the world would be a little dimmer.

The tragedy of your life is not lost on me. I wish you were alive and well today to see just how much you’ve inspired countless people, but also how you’ve changed the music industry at large. You didn’t deserve to die the way you did, you didn’t deserve to be made a mockery and reduced to a Halloween costume or a lip curl. You didn’t deserve to be kept like a bird in a cage made to play shows and sing songs that didn’t align with your souls calling. You didn’t deserve to be hooked onto drugs, which dampened your sunshine. You didn’t deserve to be taken away so soon and miss out on the formative years of Lisa Marie’s life. Sometimes when I think about the end of your life I get angry. There are many people and things to blame for your passing, but I suppose in a way it was all in the cards for you, and you played your hand as best you could.

Your humor, your light, and your presence in my life is what keeps me going every single day. What a blessing it is that our spiritual connection is so deep that I can talk to you everyday, and without fail you’re always there to respond back to me. I never thought it would be possible with my spiritual gifts that I could communicate with not only my ancestors but with yourself. In these couple of months I’ve learned so much about who you are and your personality from the conversations we’ve had. We’ve shared so many laughs, and I thank you for comforting me when I needed it the most. Your embrace is so warm, and your energy is powerful - it leaves me in awe every single day.

Thank you for wiping away my tears and for hugging my sadness away. Thank you for making me laugh and being your goofy self. Thank you for being one of my angels and guiding me through life. One of the many things Austin and I have in common that I cherish is the connection we have to you. You’re like the string that tethers us together, the matchmaker up there in heaven. I will forever take you with me wherever I go, and I know that you’ll be there to help me along my path in life. While there’s been a lot of things that have happened to me that I still find impossible and unimaginable to fathom, you are somehow always there to ground me and provide me with the answers. I don’t know what I did to have you stick to me like glue, but I’ll never want to be unstuck.

You’re a gentle soul, and you’re kind and wonderful. You are so beyond loved by not only myself, but to the entire community. We all love you and wish you a very happy birthday. I feel like within this community of amazing girls that I’ve found my soul family, which I never thought could be possible. You know that I always felt like I could never keep friends for very long and that I’d be okay with just maybe one or two. But now I have an entire armful of close friends and confidants thanks to you, and thanks to Austin as well. You know how I feel about that blonde beauty - I’m grateful to you both.

You know that I’ve struggled to come to grips with the trajectory of my life thus far and where I’ve ended up. I never knew what my purpose was in life. I lived comfortable in my box, afraid of my own shadow. I thought the dreams I had envisioned for myself were too big and I could never attain them, so why bother trying? I subjected myself to a life that made me more depressed because my anxieties told me it’s what I deserved. But that’s not true. With the help of my ancestors, and you being a new member to my angel team up in the ethereal, I feel like I can achieve anything. I’ll make you proud up there, and I know you’ll be looking down on me with a smile. I also know that it’s not just me you watch over in this community, and that strengthens the bond between my friends even more. So thank you.

I love you. I’ll always keep blowing you kisses up to heaven.

Yours for all eternity until we meet one day,

Sugar ❤️

#EP #elvis #elvis presley #thankyouelvis #thank you elvis

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iamthejinyouarethejin · 2 years

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BTS REACTION TO YOUR NATURAL HAIR

SEOKJIN

Takes a Double-take glance at you

admires your beauty

tells you how gorgeous you are

wants to touch it, but will respect your wishes (he knows you don’t play dat)

sits and stares at your face

thinks about how much it compliments your skin

brags about it to his hyungs

buys you the best moisturizing products

fawns over every style

likes to massage your scalp with oils and stuff

sometimes you catch him staring

tries to play and if off by winking 😭👎🏾

he’s down bad 💀💀💀💀💀

tries not to look creepy

bro can’t help it, you’re too pretty for him not to stare

kisses your head

grins alot

sometimes you’ll let him twist it for fun

“Our baby girl’s hair is going to be beautiful.”

brags ofc

looks up lots of hair care tips for you

manz is getting kinda needy and he don’t even know why —vvvv

takes lots of sun pics of you

just for him ✋🏾😭

AND I MEAN ALL FOR HIM

LIKE ALL OF IT

EVEN THE NAKED ONES-

ALL OF IT

dies of cuteness OD

smiles at you nonstop

”Namjoon stop-‘’ You laugh a lot bcz he never ceases to call you stunning

wrote a rap for your hair 😭

takes pics of you randomly

can’t get enough of seeing you model your new look in his shirt and nothing else

kisses your cheeks a lot

Texts Yoongi about how amazing you are

Admires the texture

gets shy when you say he can help you wash it in the shower 😌

AINT FINNA SAY NO

Enjoys the feel of your hair in his hands

keeps calling you beautiful

“BABYGURLLLLLL”

compliments you nonstop

He actually does touch it a lot but you let him bcz he’s cute

“How did I get so lucky”

Realizes how much more it brings out your beauty

the more he stares at you, the more he starts to wanna get ✨naughtaaaaeeeee✨ 🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪

controls himself tho

“Baby, can we take a picture?”

Loves taking shirtless selfies with you

Curls your hair with his finger sometimes

Calls you sexy every chance he gets

“My girl” 👇🏾

he says it randomly sometimes, makes you blush a lot

you kind of like it when he says these things about you

OK, YOU LOVE IT 💖😂

“Awwwwwwwww you look so cute!”

plays with your fro

likes watching you brush it

gets sad when you say you’re gonna put it in a puff

likes seeing it in full

makes sure it’s protected at night

helps wash it when you guys shower

his flirtatious side goes away at this point

(For a little while 🤣)

likes to imagine how beautiful you’d look in bed, as the candle light kisses your chocolate skin, lightening your eyes while he-

BUT WE DIGRESS 😭✋🏾

he doesn’t take pics, maybe one accidentally; he likes to save the memories in his mind

it’s not like you’re going anywhere, lol

“You’re so beautiful baby.”

smiles at you a lot, making you blush

“My best girl”

kisses your nose a lot 🥰

doesn’t stare to make you uncomfortable but steals glances

wants to know everything about how you take care of it

when you mention wanting to dye it, he recommends colors

puts little bows in because he’s your sunshine icecream sprite cupcake mini hamburger babyboy 😌

he likes to play with it sometimes

can’t get over how cute you are frfr 😭✋🏾

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”

plays with it nonstop

like nonstop

likes to smell it

“Isn’t my jagi adorable?”

Makes a bunch of random ponytails on your head, giggling.

ever since you started wearing it out he’s just been slapping your butt 🙄

Likes when you let him wash it for you at the sink

Feels like a proud boyfriend

Just being Jungkook

makes you pull it back and put on your bonnet when it’s sleepy time 😴

“You’re so adorable baby.”

#Bts ambw #bts x reader #bts ambw #bts ff #bts oneshots #bangtan seonyandan

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sophiereynolds06 · 2 years

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Hi omg this is my first smut 😅 okay so i LOVE the one of us is lying series ( books are better!) and absolutely love bronwyn and Nate together ❤️❤️❤️

And there should be more smut in it so I decided to take things into my own hands and get creative

Warnings: uhhhh :blowjob , eating out, nearly getting caught: I’m not really sure what to write but 18+ please 🙏

Do you think I’m boring?” Bronwyn asks Nate as they’re curled up together on the couch in her media room watching Harry Potter. A thin blanket wrapped around them.

“Never.” Nate replies, looking down at the curly dark haired girl resting against him. She did this often. Asked him random questions at random moments. One time she asked him about his favourite icecream flavour (Pistachio) as he was cleaning out Stan’s cage. This caused him to not have a taste of icecream for a month. Just yesterday she had cornered him in the corridor as he approached his locked, and demanded to know if he liked chocolate milkshakes, and then got sad and sulked to class when he said that he didn’t. However, as random as her questions were, he loved to answer them. He loved the expressions she made when he replied. How her face would physically lift, how her cheeks would glow, and how her glasses almost always fell off of her nose. He just loved her.

“No, I mean- you know…. In the bedroom department?”

The question seemed so obscene and caused Nate to laugh a little.

“What?” His laugh causes Bronwyn to get that look on her face, and makes Nate realise that she’s 100% serious.

“Of course not.” Nate responds, managing to regain some of his composure. “Why would you think that?”

Nate was so in love with Bronwyn, he could hardly believe it sometimes. It was like he was falling, floating, flying all at once. Even though that hasn’t had sex much, all the times they did Nate felt like he was in heaven. Sure, he’d had sex a tone of times in the past, but for the first time he genuinely loved the girl he was with. Knowing that he felt like this about her, and that she had expressed that she felt the same way, added a few levels of intensity that scared him, yet also thrilled him at the same time.

So the fact that she was sitting here with her knees in his lap whilst wearing one of his old shirts and a pair of athletic shorts, asking if she was enough for him, was crazy. It’s not like Nate hadn’t had sex on his mind for the past two hours since she opened the door when he arrived.

“I just….I just don’t want you to get bored because I’m not that experienced and we’ve only ever done…y’a know…normal stuff. Nothing adventurous or anything.” She says. Bronwyn was being serious. She knew that Nate had been with other girls in the past, and had heard tales about how risque his nights were. While she had loved every second of their sexual encounters so far, she knew that Nate was holding back on her because she was still a virgin when they had gotten together.

“Bronwyn,” Nate says, grabbing the remote and pausing the movie. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her onto his lap, making sure that her eyes made direct contact with his. “I’m not bored. Not in the slightest. I love you. I love having sex with you.” He says, staring deeply into her eyes, emphasising the second love.

“I know that, it’s just….we’ve only been actually sleeping over her for a few months now, and I’m scared that after a while you’ll get bored. I mean, it’s not like I don’t want to try different things…..”

“Do you? Want to try different things, I mean?”

“Yeah, I guess. Well, I like the sex we’re having-“

“Me too.” I accidentally cut her off. She looks up at me with a red tint on her cheeks. I can tell she’s embarrassed that I cut her off. “Continue. Please Bronwyn.”

“Okay so…Like I said I do enjoy the sex we’re having, but I want to try something more risqué.” She blushes.

“We’ll I’m perfectly fine with doing some things differently, however that’s only up to you. I don’t want you to feel like you have to rush into things.” Nate says honestly, because it’s the truth. He loves Bronwyn. More than he's ever loved anyone else. And at one point it did scare him, but now, after spending so much time with her, growing with her, he’s not afraid anymore.

“I’m not rushing Nate. I want to try things.”

“Okay. Then we can. Any ideas on what you want to do?” Nate asked curiously.

“Actually, I do.“ She says confidently as she climbs into his lap. “Ever since we’ve been together, ever since the whole ‘Simon incident’, there was always a sense of unfamiliarity between us and our relationship. There was also a sense of danger too. And the thrill of, well, being caught.”

“Okay, so you want….what exactly?”

“I want us to have sex. Right here. Right now.”

Bronwyn says this so confidently that Nate chokes on his own breath. She had always been straight forward, and had initiated pretty much most of the times they’d had sex, yet this time Nate was shocked. A good kind of shock. He could see in her eyes that she was serious.

“Wow…um…okay. Did not expect that.” He manages to say.

“Is it a bad idea! I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything. Just forget about it.” She stutters blushing as she climbs off of Nate’s lap.

“No!” He practically yells as he grabs her thighs and pulls her back on her lap. “I want to. Believe me. I was just shocked that you’d be so,” He tries to think of the right word to describe her, but nothing comes to mind.

“Straightforward?” She suggests.

“No. So sexy.” Nate replies as he kisses her deep. Bronwyn opens her mouth accepting his tongue, and moans when it meets hers.

She throws the blanket on the floor and wraps her arms around Nate. He goes immediately to her hips and he grabs them tight. Bronwyn moves her hips to slowly grind against him, and his hands guide her into the perfect rhythm.

Nate’s hands move up to grab the bottom of her shirt, and pull it over her head. Their kiss breaks and Bronwyn whimpers, moving her mouth back to his the second the shirt is over her head. Nate chuckles at her desperation and gladly takes her lips again.

He moves them both, laying her back onto the couch, him hovering over her. His tongue battles with hers as he pulls down her shorts and panties. Nate breaks the kiss and looks into Bronwyn’s eyes.

“Is this okay?” He asks, yet it comes out as more of a growl.

“Yes.” Bronwyn lightly whimpers against his lips.

Nate’s tongue slips into her mouth as two of his fingers push through her folds. He’s met with a satisfying moan as he moves his hands and inserts another.

‘That’s three. I’ve only ever been able to put two in before she felt uncomfortable.’ He thinks.

Nate breaks the kiss and moves his lips to her neck, leaving small love bites trailing from below her left ear to above her right breast.

“Mmm…Nate.” Bronwyn moans into his hair as she grabs his head with her hands and pulls him up to meet her face.

“Yes, Milady”

“Can…can you?” She manages to let out in between her moans.

Nate can tell by the desperation in her voice what she needs. Not because of his past with other women, but the fact that his and hers relationship is very open.

He moves the hand that’s placed on her right thigh and hovers his thumb over her clit, and then rubs it in the exact circular motion that he knows she likes.

Their lips moved in sync and the kiss got sloppier within every second. Nate continued kissing below her collarbone, picking up the pace as the moans gradually became louder. Bronwym allowed herself to lose control, throwing her head back constantly. Nate glanced up to meet her eyes, giving her a simple smirk.

“Is three fingers wearing you out yet Milady?” He chuckled softly whilst being captivated by the way she reacted to his touch.

“No.” She moans. “ But could you please use your… tongue.”

“Of course. Anything for you.”

He moves his fingers from inside her and lowers his head to meet her wet pussy. He runs his nose against her clit, and takes her in for a second, before pushing his tongue into her.

Bronwyn’s body feels hot as he eats her out. One of her hands goes to his hair and the other to her bra, where she moves her hand under and cups her left boob. She plays with her nipple; pinching and squeezing it as Nate’s tongue goes deeper. Her legs begin to move around the couch, and Nate has to grab her to make this easier for the both of them. He can practically feel her toes curl up as her breath gets heavier. He looks up and sees what she’s going to herself. The sight of her touching herself the way that he would. The sound of her calling out his name made him glad that the room was soundproof. His jeans tighten around his clearly hardened dick.

He was obsessed with the way she would struggle to focus as he rubbed the inside of her thigh with one hand, and her clit with the other. A hot sensation welled up inside Bronwyn as she could feel herself about to climax again. About to. Yet a certain interruption spoiled it.

“I’ll be one minute Anna. I think I left my phone in the media room.” A deep voice came from just upstairs.

Shit. Both Nate and Bronwyn thought.

Nate removes his mouth from Bronwyn and scrambles to gather her clothes from the floor. They both see the newly turned on light from the hallway seeping through the bottom of the room door. Bronwyn’s shorts and panties are in Nate’s hands, whilst her shirt has just been put back on. For a second, he’s glad that all of his clothes are still on.

“The blanket!” Bronwyn harshly whispers.

Nate, immediately understanding what she means, grabs the blanket from the floor. He pulls his half naked girlfriend into his lap, and wraps the blanket around her, covering her legs whilst shoving the remainder of her clothes into her still naked lap underneath the blanket. Just a second later, the door opens.

“Ahh, you’re still here Nathaniel?” Mr Rojas states, glaring at the flustered boy. It’s still clear to everyone (except Bronwyn) that Xavier Rojas isn’t a fan of his daughter's boyfriend. Infact, some would say he’d be the kind of dad who would lie about misplacing his phone just so he could come and check on them.

“Yes Sir. I didn’t realise that I was supposed to leave at a specific time. I don’t believe it is a school night.” Nate replies, earning a smirk from Bronwyn.

“Not at all. I just assumed you’d have left by now. Anyways, my phone doesn’t appear to be here so I’ll be off. Buenas noches querida”

“Buenas noches papá.”

Mr Rojas glances at Nate one last time before he shuts the door and proceeds back up the stairs, turning the light out with him.

It takes about three seconds before both Bronwyn and Nate start laughing.

“Oh. My-”

“God!” Nate finishes. Bronwyn laughs a bit more and lays her head back against his chest.

“I can’t believe my dad nearly caught you eating me out!” She exclaimed between giggles.

“Tell me about it. I think my heart stopped for a second.”

“Same.”

“We’ll, I mean, we did technically accomplish what you wanted to, right?” Nate looks down at her, raising his eyebrows.

Bronwyn nods her head. “Yeah. We did. Technically.”

“Technically?”

She moves off of his lap and stands up, putting her clothes back on, much to Nate’s dismay. She then kneels down in front of him and begins to unzip his jeans.

“And what, little miss,” he grabs her chin and pulls her up to meet his face, “do you think you’re doing?”

“Well, right now I’m trying to take your pants of of you so that I can put you in my mouth and return the favour.” She moves away from him slightly, “unless, of course, you don’t want me to?”

“Oh baby, don’t stop.” Nate purrs and Bronwyn smirks, and goes back to undoing his jeans. Nate can feel himself getting harder again, and lifts his hips up slightly so that Bronwyn can successfully pull his pants down to below his knees. Her finger traces the outline of his dick through his boxers, and he guides her hands up to the waistband, signaling that he wants her to take them off.

Her fingers pull down the boxers, and she’s welcomed by Nate’s fully erect penis. She’d seen his dick before, and this wasn’t the first time that she’d given him a blow job, but Bronwyn would be lying if she said that she was never amazed by how amazing Nate’s dick looked. At seven inches, it was the perfect size for Bronwyn’s slender hands to wrap around its base, and she licks his pre-cum. She looked up into Nate’s eyes and when he nodded, she took him into her mouth.

Nate couldn’t believe what was happening. Every time Bronwyn had done this he never could believe it. She was amazing, really. And as she began to move her head up and down, whilst trailing her tongue across his shaft, he felt in heaven. His head rested against the back of the couch, and his eyes felt like they could just roll far back. All of his memories of ever receiving head had gone when Bronwyn had first touched him like this. He’ll admit, their first time wasn’t the best experience wise, but sensually, Nate hadn’t felt more alive. He had begun to zone out, began to float on cloud nine, however was brought back to reality when Bronwyn cupped his balls with her hands. Her head began to weakly bob up and down, so Nate placed his right hand in her hair and helped guide her.

After a few more seconds he felt as if his body was about to erupt.

“Bronwyn… god Babe. I think I’m gonna” But Nate couldn’t finish his sentence as he came into Bronwyn's mouth. She stopped and moved her head away from his dick, and swallowed. She then grabbed him gently and began to lick the rest of his cum right off of his dick. Once she’s finished, she pulls his boxers up to cover his penis, and sits herself down right next to him, smirking with accomplishment.

“So, how was that?” She says, the proudness in her voice.

“That….that was. Yeah. That was.” Nate breaths out. He wants to say more. He wants to say how he thinks that this was the best blow job he'd ever been given. He wants to tell her that he loves her. He wants to tell her that she’s all he needs. But his mind had just been blown. Nate feels like he's a computer. And his mind has just been taken over by the virus that is his girlfriend.

“Well, I’m glad you liked it! I'm also glad that I suggested we do this.”

“Me too babe. Me too.” Nate smiles, looking over at her.

“So,” Bronwyn states, “how about you put your pants back on and we continue this movie date?”

“That sounds like a great idea. Oh, and Bronwyn? If you want to do something different, I’m totally down for having like, a quick fuck in your car in the car park when we go shopping tomorrow. Just saying.”

“Oh. Um. Yeah. Sure. Definitely. Great. Can do.” Bronwyn replies, flustered as Nate just laughs.

#one of us is lying #one of us one of us #one of us is dead #one of us is the killer #one of us is next #bronwyn #Nate #bronwyn and nate #smut #romance #first post

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cat-psychic · 6 months

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Recently I’ve been taking a poetry class where we have to critique eachothers work, and I’ve noticed that almost every poem I’ve read has been sad. They’re all about social issues or discrimination or death or trauma. The only exceptions are poems about romantic love and desire, of which there have been two or three, but they’re still extraordinarily outclassed by the sad ones. Now love and death being the two most common subjects of poetry is a pretty well understood thing, and young adults who write poetry just being an edgy bunch is certainly part of it, but I think there’s something more going on here.

I’ve taken enough lit classes to know that the books assigned in them do not tend to be happy ones. Anything near-contemporary you read is guaranteed to be depressing, and while a books age will sometimes let a wry, often political comedy sneak through, you’ll always be made to read it through such an analytical, often again, depressing lens, that a lot of the jokes loose their meaning. And when you write, you’re encouraged to do it in much the same way- poignant, dark, realistic pieces on the state of the world. I

especially notice it in books centering around some sort of oppressed/minority group- in all my years of lit courses, I don’t think I ever read a book with a female protagonist where being a girl was portrayed as “fun”. And yeah, don’t get me wrong, discrimination exists and impacts people and is a HUGE PROBLEM, but at the same time I wouldn’t equate my personal experience of “being a girl” to “constant suffering” –which, if you were going off of these books only, might be the conclusion you draw. And while this is a big topic that I’m simplifying greatly, I think a persons only literary experience regarding an oppressed group (their own or others) revolving around how much being a part of that group SUCKS is a reductive and plain out depressing concept. And since those are the stories that are held aloft, it forces writers belonging to those groups to write stories about the oppression they’ve faced rather than literally any other topic if they want their stories to be promoted and seen. And this extends out of professional spheres back to students. There’s been some recent discussions of how the college application essays encourage students to write about and thus revisit their trauma, turning trying to get a college education into some sort of sadness contest. And while I don’t think whats happening in my poetry class is anything quite that sinister, I think at the end of the day it’s rooted in the same problem: The subconcious idea that stories about darkness are inherently more valuable.

And that’s something I take personal problem with. I think it’s based around the idea that “dark” somehow equals “more realistic”, which is untrue. While life can be cruel and dark and serious, life can also be joyous and thrilling and just plain out stupid. And those silly fun moments are just as important as the dark ones! Hell, maybe even more so! There is innate beauty in random chance, fun surprises, friendship and love. Life is a constant see-sawing between the happy and sad. Even during very happy times, watching a sad movie can make you cry. At your most depressed, you’ll still ocassionally find yourself laughing at somebody elses dumb joke. There is a constant cycle of gain and loss. One can’t exist without the other, and that in and of itself is poetry!

Saying one feeling is more important than the other is about as silly as saying red is more important than blue. Hell, beyond joy and sadness, look at confusion, anger, friendship, satisfaction, embarrassment, sleepyness, deja vu, weird coincidences, dancing, your first crush, injokes, brainfreeze, an obsession with dinosaurs, whatever! Yes, write tragic, edgy, or serious stuff too when you want to. Heaven knows I do. But don’t put yourself in a box. Meaning can be found in strange places, and one of the joys of poetry is reading something that you would never have guessed hits as hard as it does. And if something hits you, no matter how weird, you can bet somehow, somewhere in the world, it’ll connect to someone else in the same way.

Don’t give a shit if people say what you feel doesn’t matter, be stupid, have fun, and write!

#writing craft #writing talk #poetry #college #literature #being a dumbass #sillytimes

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virtualbl0nde · 1 year

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NYAlpha23

Young hot singles in your area. I’m young, hot, AND, single. Should I post some photos

of myself and see what happens? I’m messaging 10 men right now, it’s very exhausting. “PPM?” That means how much does it cost to meet in person. I told this one guy I lost my job in hopes he’d send me some quick cash and all I got was a “ok got it...sorry hon...you'll find something quick...you seem very pleasant and sweet :)” Fuck off. What does he not understand about I’m-broke-give-me-money? I told another guy I would only send him photos and he said he only has cash. You’re a liar and you’re wasting my time. I think these men have sad, loveless lives. But then again at least they have money, I don’t have money or love.

I used to be all nice and pleasant in the beginning with “aww thanks, you too :)” and “you seem great xx” to work my way up to asking for money but I can’t even fake it anymore. I just go straight to the “if you want my time you better pay me first, here’s my Venmo.” It hasn’t been working as well.

I picked which photos to put on my profile because I looked young and virginal—mainly selfies where I look innocently up at the camera with empty eyes. Most old men just want a teenager. Someone who’s ripe enough to still have growing breasts but old enough to be “legal.” They want a girl who’s never been sullied but can fuck like a seasoned whore.

Their photos on the other hand always have something obscuring their appearance. Either the phone is covering their face in the mirror selfie or it’s a photo from the back of them. Some of them even take the time to blur it out. Then I’ll request to view their private photos which are always laughable. I love to scroll through the photos and imagine what their life is really like. Do they have ex wives that they wish were dead? What did they eat for dinner that night? Do they have a dog that they take on walks every morning because they’re a good pet owner? Do they have daughters who are off at college?

I now have 127 unopened messages and 201 likes on my page. They always open with something corny and ugly: “Well, well, well aren’t you precious,” “Would a confident professor from Boston interest you at all?” “Hi there sweetie” “Hi baby! You look amazing! Very beautiful and sexy!” I loathe them all.

Their handles are normally something dominant and commanding even though I know their unremarkable insecure pieces of shit in the real world. Typically something about how they travel a lot, make tons of money, or how they are somehow good looking. NYAlpha23, TravelingMan1980, FitDoc, Generous Daddy, KindLegend, HighEndHottie, WealthyAndFun. NYAlpha23 just told me if I texted him off my phone he would consider buying me a concert ticket to Arctic Monkeys on Thursday—I really want to go so I agree.

He doesn’t live in the city so maybe I’ll get lucky and he’ll send me money without me having to meet him in person. It’s 12:26 am and he’s 42—isn’t it his bed time?

What I hate most is when they call me honey or sweetie. I’m not their fucking baby. Don’t give some random girl online who you’ve never even seen in person a pet name. Talking to these men really stresses me out so I find myself reaching for my vape a lot more. They are literally killing me. Don’t I deserve some compensation for my future medical bills?

It always feels like men are taking from me more than I can give—my body, my time, my love, my jokes, my energy. I slowly feel my light dimming down as they suck me dry. When will I learn to stop feeding into it and allowing their poison to taint my feminine blood. Maybe one day I’ll be able to pay myself the wages and love I so desperately yearn for.

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iwadori · 3 years

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When they neglect you for another girl Part 4 (Sakusa)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

Word Count: 2.6K

Genre: Angst to Fluff

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AN: YES I DID PUT MYSELF IN THIS STORY! SUE ME. This is basically inspired by a random conversation i had w the great @teesumu, so this is basically for you doll <3

Sakusa:

You and Sakusa have been together for a around 10 years and love eachother immensly.

However recently Sakusa has been busy and you havent really had much time together lately as he claims been busy doing loads of visits with his new agent.

But of course, being the loving partner you are you wanted to revive the spark in your relationship.

You have been seeing a lot of people on social media posting their aesthetic ‘picnic dates,’ and you knew that this was something that appealed to you before it was ‘on trend.’ Kiyoomi immediately came to your mind once you had the idea of going on a date. You knew that you haven’t be around each other lately, as Kiyoomi always had either a ‘meeting’ or some sort of ‘interview’ that his new agent “Empress” has set up for him.

You didn’t really know Empress that well, just that she was ‘good at her job,’ a ‘hard and dilligent worker,’ and a ‘raging hottie’ with Atsumu’s opinion being the last one. You weren’t suspecting her to have any malicious intent towards you or Kiyoomi, since you knew that he had a great judge of character. But it was just odd, that every time Kiyoomi was running late or having ‘super-secret’ conversations on the phone it was always because ‘my agent set up this,’ ‘my agent set up that,’ and that’s what left you a bit wary.

As you were scrolling through your phone you see a calendar updating saying : Next Week‘ A DECADE AGO WE FELL IN LOVE.’

10 years. How could you forget? You and Omi have literally been together for a decade. You think back to the decade of madness and love you’ve been through together, smiling fondly to yourself but then you think about where you are now... barely even talking to each other, only mainly seeing him when he comes home from work.

You need to fix this. Or at least make an attempt to get you and Kiyoomi talking again. So, the only thing you can do, is plan that picnic.

You spent the rest of the day planning your anniversary picnic. ’It’s going to be great,’ you think to yourself, you have a list of all Omi’s favorite foods you're going to make him and bring and you are probably going to pick up a few board games and maybe even get some paint supplies. You and Kiyoomi used to paint a lot together, with the two of you not being the best of painters, but you enjoyed eachothers company non the less.

Everything was sorted...for the most part. All you needed to do was get Omi there, and it’ll all be okay. Right? As you were bubbling and looking for more picnic inspo, you hear your front door open which made you even more excited to tell your boyfriend your plans.

As you rush to go greet him, you see he’s on the phone making you roll your eyes. “No Empress it won’t work, we need this sorted by next week. Okay? Next week.” he says in an agitated way. He hangs up the phone and sighs, shoving off his duffel bag.

“Hey Omi, how was your day?” you say a bit hesitant, noticing his annoyed mood.

“Fine” He said dismissively, aiming to walk past you aiming for your bedroom.

“Oh well I have something amazing planned for ne-” you try to say following after him.

“Can we not do this right now Y/N,” he says again turning too look at you making you frown a bit, all you wanted to do is surprise him with your plans and have a day out with him. After noticing your sad look he finishes with “it’s just that Empress she’s bee-”

“I don’t want to hear about her.” you say bitterly folding your arms, Empress is the last person you want to hear about right now “God Omi can’t you just care about me? For once.”

“I do I-”

“You don’t anymore,” you say, with all the emotions and feelings you’ve been just supressing from a while coming up. You don’t even know how you got from point A to B with this conversation, but there's no stopping now. “I feel that, for a while now we haven’t been how we were before when we were just Y/N and Kiyoomi. Instead of how we are now. Just Y/N. Then Kiyoomi and Empress.”

After hearing his agents name, Kiyoomi’s name contorts to confusion “Empress? What does she have to do with anything?”

“How can you not see? For the past month all it’s been is ‘Empress this’ ‘Empress that,’” you complain “Having your super secret conversations with her, like god Kiyoomi can’t you see a problem with this?”

“It’s not like that Y/N, we’re just work partners” he says looking a bit annoyed “Just business.”

“Just business? So Kiyoomi, what were you talking about on the phone earlier” you say with your voice slight accusingly.

“Umm I, I can’t really say?” he says more of a question then a fully assured statement. You squint your eyes at him and scoff.

“What is going on with you Omi?” you say “are you cheating on me with her is that it?”

“No, no of course not Y/N! How could you even ask that?” he frowned at your question making your chest hurt, since deep down you knew he could never do that to you. Could he?

“Well tell me then, what were you talking about?” you ask again.

“I can’t say..” he finishes

“Well I can’t stay.” you say and his face goes back to confusion “Here. With you.”

“What do you mean Y/-”

“I need a break or something. I just can’t be here right now.” You start to rush and pack a big of things whilst Kiyoomi just stands there.

After you pack up your stuff, you look back and see Kiyoomi just there. Standing. You were upset, you kind of wanted him to rush after you and beg you not to leave, but he was just there. Standing. So you put the hand on the door and just before you leave you turn back and say “bye Sakusa, see you later?” to which you see him slightly nod at.

When the door shut, Kiyoomi starts to cry. After hearing you call him by his last name really twisted the knife that was already in his heart. You haven’t called him that since you were like 15. He knew what you wanted; he knew you wanted him to rush towards you and beg you not to leave, but he didn’t. He couldn’t. But what he could do is call the one person he only could call.

After a few rings, he hears “What do you need Saku?”

“She’s gone, she left.”

“What do you mean she’s gone, did you tell her?”

“No I didn’t tell her. And that’s the problem, Empress she think-”

“Saku, don’t worry about it. I’ll handle it.”

“You’ll handle it?”

“Don’t I always?”

He couldn’t argue with that, he just had to trust that Empress could sort it. “And also, don’t spend the week with your head up your ass crying, you’ve got a lot of grovelling to do kiddo.”

He nodded even though she couldn’t see him, as he knew that what just went down needed to be resolved, fast.

Meanwhile, on your end. You’re a mess. Sobbing all the time, tissues are your best friend, you’ve been waiting just waiting for a message or a call, or some form of communication. You just wanted to feel wanted by your boyfriend (can you even call him that now.)

You spent the rest of the week at your parents, immersing yourself in your work and doing ‘self care’ things, trying to forget all about the argument you and Kiyoomi had.

One day, you receive a letter, it wasn’t delivered by a mail man though. It was slid under your door, in a golden envelope sealed with a red hot wax seal. It read:

‘Dear Y/N,

My sweetheart, im sorry for how the week has been and I know a letter with only a fraction of how I feel won’t make up for how I acted that day. But im inviting you to join me at the Gardenia Botanical Gardens at 2 pm tommorow, to celebrate our 10 year anniversary.

I know there is a big chance, you may not want to see me and I understand but please. I love you, so so much, that words can’t even describe. But I need you to see me apologise and I need to make it up to you.

I hope to see you there, I’d wait the whole day for you. If you don’t show, I understand.

Sincerely, Sakusa Kiyoomi

P.S The theme is ‘summer hot day, tea with the queen’ - Atsumu’

You smile at the letter, but wonder if you should actually go or not. You did want to see him of course and get this all resolved, but you had your own plans for your anniversary which wouldn’t of been spoiled if he didn’t withhold his super-secret phone calls.

It took you hours to contemplate on what to do, but you decided to just sleep on it and see how you feel tomorrow. In the morning, you knew what you wanted to do. Of course, you had to go, at least to hear him out and see if he really did cheat on you or not. For all you know he’s inviting you to tell you that he’s going to run away with his agent and his secret kids they had together. You shook the negative thoughts from your head and just repeated your mantra ‘hope for the best and prepare for the worst.’

When you got there, you didn’t exactly know where he would be but he said ‘botanical gardens’ so of course you decided to just wander around there. It was nice walking around and just smelling the roses, and seeing the pretty scenery.

“Excuse me ma’am,” you hear someone say tugging on your leg “um that mister over there told me to give you these.” Looking down, you see a small boy who looked about the age of four with a crumpled up bunch of roses handing them to you.

“Oh thank you,” you say giving the kid a head pat “where is this ‘mister’ might I ask?”

“He’s over there!” The kid pointed behind him and you look to see Kiyoomi sitting under a white gazebo which is surrounded in your favorite flowers and the table is filled with food.

You walk over to your ‘boyfriend,’ with him not noticing your present yet. When you reach him you say “I think she stood you up buddy,” you joke making him jump abit startled.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed, instantly beaming “You came you made it!” he stood up and pulled you into a hug, which you return before you remember why you came here in the first place.

“Oh I-” he says awkwardly

You decide to sit down pulling him down with you. You kind of sit there in uncomfortable silence, for a while until you both say.

“So I-”

“What are yo-”

You both laughed at your simultaneous comments, before Kiyoomi looks at you letting you speak. “What did you want to bring me here for?”

“I didn’t want, what happened last week to happen Y/N I-” he says looking a bit panicked “It wasn’t supposed to go this way.”

“Then how was it meant to go Sakusa.”

“Y/N, please don’t call me that, I know I made you upset but pleas-” he starts before getting distracted again “Y/N, I called you here to say a few things..”

“Them being.?” you ask a bit impatiently.

“I love you. I love you so much, you don’t even understand. Ever since I saw you at my volleyball game in our first year, in the stands just cheering us on. I knew that from that day, after I scored the winning point and our eyes met, that we were destined to be together. I just love you so much Y/N”

“Omi I don’t understand I-”

“Just let me finish please, It’s taken a while for me to say this. And trust me, there’s been so many times when I wanted to just say ‘hey Y/N let’s get married,’ but I couldn’t I was scared, and I wanted it to be perfect, so perfect. Because you deserve the world Y/N. That’s why I got Empress to help, I know that our conversations may seem odd, but I love you and she knows that she just wanted to help trust me. And she did, all this wouldn’t of been done if it wasn’t for her. But anyways Y/N what I waned to say was I love you and I love you and I-” he rambles on loosing track of his words.

But in the midst of his speech, you hear all that you needed and responded with the only way you can.

“Yes.” you say simply, with a growing smile on your face.

“Yes?” he repeats confused “What do you meann ye- ohhh" Kiyoomi blushes embarrased that after all that he ended up ruining the thought out proposal he wanted to give you with his ramble.

“Im sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to say it like that I wanted it to be perfect and I-”

You shut him up with a kiss making his eyes widen as he reciprocates it anyways.

“What did she say?” you hear someone shout from a far, and you look over to see the MSBY Jackals all standing there with shit eating grins on their faces.

“I said yes!” you yell back, to which they all cheer and rush towards you guys giving you both hugs and slapping Kiyoomi on the back.

As the boys celebrate Omi finnally do what he’s been planning for ages, you get approached by Empress who awkwardly walks up to you. “ I didn’t want to leave the impression that me and Saku were any sort of thing?” she says

“Yeah I think it was definitely a big misunderstanding, it’s just that Omi was never around and whenever he was he was just talking to you and you know how it is.”

“I definitely know, I’d feel the same way if my boyfriend did that to me.”

“Oooh boyfriend?” you ask her feeling nosey on her romantic life.

“Yeah boyfriend. You know iwaizumi hajime... the trainer?” she says smiling a bit when she said his name.

“The trainer! Nice.”

The rest of the night was fun and was basically an engagement party for you and Omi all you and friends just partying and celebrating yours and Omi’s love for each other. “Omi” you say getting his attention “Happy ten year anniversary babe”

“Happy anniversary, I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

After the party you spend your months now planning for a big fat wedding, with the help of your new found bestie, Empress (who you obviously misjudged from the start.) You and Omi could never be happier, every thing was back to how it was before, maybe even better. And you definitely spent at least two Saturdays a month going out for picnics and it was now a tradition in your relationship, so in the end you did get your ‘aesthetic picnic date.’

AN: WHAT DID U GUYS THINK??

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sukunasbabymama · 3 years

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The coworker.

𖣓 Summary: Hakkai falling in love with his female co-worker.

𖣓 Pairing: Hakkai Shiba.

𖣓 Word count: 1.4K

𖣓 Warnings: None.

𖣓 A/N: I love Hakkai so much bro that I don’t think i did him justice.

Playlist inspired on this ;; @erishaitto

He feels his stomach do a whole flip from day one when he sees you. Normally, he is all right as long as girls don’t talk to him, but with you, he stumbles over his own feet as soon as you walk through the door, he internally gasps at your beauty.

Right from the start, you knew all that you needed to know about him since it’s not a secret that the prettiest model in the business right now is shy around girls. Also, his sister has talked to you about his shyness beforehand so you don’t feel bad when he doesn’t even look your way.

That was several weeks ago when you first started working on a project with him. Now, he’s sure he is in love with you, but he can’t still look at you, so sometimes he gets frustrated because he wants to talk to you, to ask you about yourself. You seem so easy going when you’re joking around with his sister and he wants that.

He starts to plot a whole plan, to force himself to get closer to you one way or another, so the first thing he starts doing is letting your favorite drink in front of you without saying anything and walking away before you can even thank him. He does that four times in a row.

Then, he starts leaving cookies, cupcakes, and gummy bears in front of you when you’re getting ready. By this time, you already know everything about his plan since you talked with his sister about it, so this time, before he can run away you grab his wrist and pull him down, making him stumble on his own feet and ending up on his knees beside you.

“No running today, Hakkai.” You say in a sweet voice. He gulps and nods, seeing a random spot on the floor. “You can’t look at me?”

He shakes his head.

“It’s okay, but I want to get to know you…Too.” He nods. “Would you like to grab some drinks with me?”

He is silent for some time before he speaks, his voice low and trembling.

“I-… mhm, I don’t want to embarrass… mhm, myself.” You nod.

“Then, would you like to come to my apartment? We can cook for ourselves.” He nods repeatedly.

“Can we make… pasta? If you want.” He says, shifting his sight from the random spot to your feet.

“Oh my God, I love pasta so much! Yes, please! Let’s make some pasta!” You say excited.

He feels on cloud nine knowing that he was able to say something that made you this excited, he can’t wait to tell Yuzuha about this! See? He’s a man that can talk with a girl now!

Since you chose Saturday as the pasta day he has five more days to mentally prepare to be alone with you, unless you live with somebody or, in a more sad scenario, unless you have a partner. Yes, you agreed to get to know him more but he’ll never know, y’know?

On those five days he finds himself texting you 24/7, being more comfortable through the phone and even joking a lot. On day three he agrees to talk on video call, even though he has his camara off, scared of getting as shy as he is when he’s in front of you, and you don’t mind, putting your phone on top of the kitchen counter and starting to talk to him like you’re doing some youtube video. He appreciates how you don’t mind some of his limits.

“So they gave you the dress?” He asks, having a love drunk face seeing on the screen how you are moving around your kitchen with such elegance.

“Yes! And it’s so beautiful Hakkai! I mean, everybody needs a red dress in their wardrobe, and they gave it to me after the photoshoot as a thanks.” You tell him.

“So, are you gonna show it to me in two days?” He opens his eyes when he registers what he just said. “I-I’m s-sorry, i—,”

“I would love to do that!” You don't let him get embarrassed. “But then you’ll have to come in a pretty suit, okay?”

“Whatever you want.” He mumbles.

The day comes and he is wearing a really expensive suit that he bought just for the occasion. He knocks on your door and when you open it he sighs and his legs tremble.

You are gorgeous, in a tight red dress that looks so fucking good on your skin, with a wide slit that can seem inappropriate for some people. He loves it, he loves it all.

“Hi.” You say shyly. “You look pretty.”

“I-… mhm… you- uh, you too.” He mumbles.

At the kitchen you start to work, with him being too shy to start helping you right away. So you make it your mission to work him through his shyness.

“Hakkai, can I have that plate?” You say, pointing to a plate in a high shelf that you don’t even need, you could easily use one of the pile you washed earlier.

Steadily, he walks behind you and puts a hand on your waist and with the other he reaches for the plate, you smile and he gasps when he gets it.

“I-I’m sorry— I didn’t mean to t-touch you, I—!” You put your open hand on his abdomen and smile at him.

“I like your hands on my waist, Hakkai. It’s okay.” You murmur and he gulps, nodding and tightening his grip on your waist.

By the time the pasta is done he is as comfortable as he can get around you, touching your waist a lot since you told him you like it, talking to you a lot, even though for that he still needs to look to a random spot in the house. But you’re not desperate and he’s actually getting there fast.

“Try it with this…” He mumbles, putting some cheese on your pasta that he brought with him. Then, he silently fixes your dress sleeves so you don’t get it stained. Naturally, you lean and kiss his cheek as a genuine thanks.

“Thanks, Hakkai.”

You lean back a little bit to watch him closely and maybe it’s the closeness, the intimacy of the moment or maybe it’s his impulse, but he leans and crashes his lips on yours.

And you kiss him back, of course you do.

Forgetting the pasta y’all just made, you grab his suit and pull him to you. Hakkai, still nervous, let himself fall on top of you, between your legs. He pulls back to sigh and tremble because he doesn’t know what to do with all the emotions he’s feeling.

“Please, don’t leave me like this.” You whisper, afraid his shyness might make him get out. But it doesn’t, he puts his hands at each side of your head and leans down to hover his lips over yours.

“I-I’m really nervous.” He whispers on your lips.

“I know, baby. It’s okay, slow it’s good fo—,” And he’s kissing you again.

You lock your legs behind his back and pull him closer, enjoying the moan he lets out.

“Good?” You whisper, he nods repeatedly and rests his head on your chest, hiding his face on your neck.

“I like you… a lot.”

“I know. I like you too.”

“I don’t want you to be embarrassed of me because of—,”

“Kiss me, Hakkai.” He was already on your face again by the time you finished the sentence. “I like you and you like me. I don’t mind your shyness.”

He kisses your cheek and goes back to hide on your neck.

“You’re trying even if I didn’t ask you to do it.” You whisper, scratching the back of his head softly. “I really like you, baby.”

“C-Can I be your boyfriend?” His voice trembles a little but since he’s hiding in your neck he doesn’t want to miss the opportunity.

“I would love that, but I have a condition.” He tenses up and you caress his back. “I don’t want you forcing yourself to reach nonexistent goals, okay? You don’t need to talk more, to do more stuff. I like you, and accept you.”

“Y-Yes…”

“Then, you’re my boyfriend, baby.”

He hums in content.

“But, we need to eat.” You giggle but he gets more comfy on top of you.

“I don’t want to, anymore.”

“Hakkai.”

“No.”

“You can spend the night and we can watch movies till late at night.”

“No.”

“We can cuddle?”

“Okay.” He mumbles and you laugh.

What a happy future awaits you.

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shotorozu · 3 years

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hi!! so um i wanted to request maybe some hc or scenarios about midoriya, shoto and shinsou being loyal? if that makes sense? idk i've just read some angsty fics about cheating todoroki and now i'm sad :(

being loyal

character(s) : todoroki shouto, midoriya izuku, shinsou hitoshi (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] gender neutral; they/them pronouns, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : fluff, angst-ish, suggestive but it’s barely there (x reader)

note(s) : first of all, cheater! todoroki isn’t realistic at all in my opinion, even if it’s used as a weapon for other x reader fics. i don’t think todoroki would ever be with someone he didn’t love anymore, especially since that being in a romantic relationship would be a very big step for him, i could go on, but don’t worry about it anon!

no proofread wndnwnw

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todoroki shouto

shouto as a lover is interesting. sure, you’ll argue like any normal couple— he’s not the best at understanding what’s wrong sometimes

and occasionally, you’ll have to shove it in his face for him to get the memo

his blunt words don’t help at all sometimes

but, you know one thing that shouto’s not? a cheater.

not even sugar coating it. he’ll never cheat. he loves you too much for him to even be thinking about other people

and i don’t think he’d stay and hurt someone’s feelings, if he felt like he shouldn’t be with them anymore

shouto’s popular, as to be expected. he’s the son of endeavor— who happens to be loaded, handsome, and also equipped with an amazing quirk

there’ll be a handful of people that’ll try to throw themselves at him.

as i’ve mentioned in the pick me girl post, shouto may be unaware about certain things, but as soon as he realizes what they’re trying to do

he won’t be nice, and that cold demeanor of his will come back in a snap. and, he’ll most likely try to leave right away.

like,, a girl could be half naked in front of him, but he wouldn’t even spare a glance at them. they’re not you, because they’re not hot. why does it matter? here’s an example :

random girl : “a man like you wouldn’t mind having a few extra lovers, right? there’s not harm”

shouto : 😐

shouto on the inside : ‘cooking some soba for Y/N would be delightful tonight, wouldn’t it? you should leave before it gets too late.’

he wouldn’t even say goodbye, the look on his face is enough to tell that he’s not at all interested in their advances

after all, you already make him feel complete and so loved🤠 shouto would rather slurp 3 pairs of jeans through a straw than ever think of cheating.

midoriya izuku

it’s not difficult for him to stay loyal either, i mean,, loyalty in a relationship is the bare minimum anyway

all he’s focused on is you, improving and honing his skills, and fulfilling his dreams.

heavens forbid anyone for thinking that he’d ever get with any other person that’s not you

he’s aware that over time, he’s been an unintentional chick magnet— and technically, he’s friendly with everyone excluding bakugou, sorta

but right away, he understands when someone’s trying to get with him

while he might’ve said they were just being friendly before, he recognizes the signs well— considering that he thought YOU were just being friendly

izuku’s not blushy and well,, a mess. he’s still polite, compared to the other two— but, you can tell that he’s losing interest in the conversation that’s rare

but, if a girl’s going to stand in front of him half naked, he’s going to get flustered at first because they’re NEARLY flashing him tf?

and if anyone accuses of him being disloyal, he’ll get offended but mostly sad, because the thought makes him feel utterly sick to the stomach.

oh, and he’ll always make sure to mention you and your existence.

here’s a short example of how he’d be loyal!

random girl : “your quirk’s awesome! our kids would be super powerful ;)”

izuku, knowing well that his kids wouldn’t be able to genetically inherit any quirk of his: “thanks! if Y/N wants to have kids, our kids will be raised well. i appreciate for the compliment!”

random girl : “no, i mean—”

izuku : “it was nice speaking to you :) gotta find my darling now.”

he’ll leave immediately, not even thinking about looking back to see their reaction. he needs to see you

and the first thing he’ll tell you when he sees you is what had just occurred. the feeling in his stomach disappearing when you lend him an attentive ear

shinsou hitoshi

ehh— compared to the other two, he wouldn’t notice right away.

he’ll assume that the people trying to snag him away are just being nice. because of his middle school days, friendliness is still something he’s trying to figure out.

he wouldn’t understand why someone would want to be with him since well,, man’s taken. no one would stoop that low to be a homewrecker

except for a few people, that had no sense of what was right or wrong. they just went for it regardless of his relationship status.

and when he realized what they were after, he’ll deadpan, absolutely uninterested.

compared to todoroki, hitoshi will simply tell them straight to their face that he’s taken, and he’ll just have to hope that they’d get it— and end the conversation in a nice away

but— if they don’t, he won’t hesitate on using his quirk this time. not to harm them of course, but to steer them away

example :

hitoshi : “i’m taken, and very happy with my relationship.”

random girl : “hmm,, but they don’t have to kno—”

and before the pursuer could even finish her sentence, they’re under his quirk, and he’ll demand that she forgets about the encounter, and that she’ll stay away.

because how dare they suggest that you wouldn’t be smart enough to find that out. their desperation makes hitoshi laugh

oh, and hitoshi will definitely shit talk them when he sees you again. he’ll even be so extra about it if he needs to

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whiteqnn · 3 years

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PURE [3] - Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader

A/N: Over 1 thousand notes. You guys are insane. I can’t see any other explanation.

Thank you so much for all the love and support under the previous parts, all those comments just absolutely made my day! I would never expect this story to receive such a positive feedback, which I’m extremely grateful for!

Anyway, I decided to add some additional plot to this story - mainly, the sudden criticism and hate directed on Y/N after the last Among Us stream. I thought it would make things more interesting.

That being said, I hope you enjoy the third part ^^

part 1

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part 5

PURE [3]

Y/N stared at her phone screen, reading through the latest tweets of her friends inviting their fans to watch their streams. It was Thursday evening and just as it was planned, everyone was getting ready for another game of Among Us. Just as she would do if it wasn’t for all those comments...

The last stream caused sudden, unexpected amounts of attention on her social media. She probably shouldn’t be that surprised by it, given the fact that by appearing in Sean’s and Felix’s videos she wasn’t all that strange to their fans. But people who watched Rae, Toast, or Corpse’s streams didn’t know her. And apparently, some of them weren’t that happy to see a new face among the group of well-known gamers.

She always tried to avoid the unnecessary spotlight as much as she could, preferring to stay hidden somewhere behind other, much more popular streamers. And it never bothered her. She was never one to enjoy too much attention anyway.

That’s why when she discovered how upset, or even angry, some people were when she played with all those famous streamers, she was quite shocked, to say the least.

Like all those comments under Poki’s tweet, in which she mentioned who’s gonna be playing this time...

“Duh, why’s that Y/N chick supposed to play with them again? There are at least hundreds of other, much more popular streamers I can think of who would be better than her.”

“Who the fuck is she anyway? Why’s she there?”

“lmao, some random girl who got lucky enough to know jacksepticeye. Don’t get why she’s playing with them though.”

“NOT HER AGAIN. I SWEAR TO GOD SHE WAS SO FUCKING ANNOYING LAST TIME”

Sure, she wasn’t as famous as Felix, or Sean, or Rae, or anyone else for that matter. Her audience wasn’t very small, but it was nothing compared to the number of fans other YouTubers had. It was understandable that most people didn’t know who she was, and didn’t understand why she was there in the first place.

She was, in fact, just some random girl who was lucky to have Sean as her friend. But in a group of such great and well-known streamers, she definitely stood out like a sore thumb.

Y/N almost jumped in her seat when her phone beeped with a new message, Sean’s nickname showing up at the top of her screen.

Jackaboy: We’re starting in a few kiddo

Jackaboy: But join the call now so we can both make fun of Felix

After the last game, she was so excited and couldn’t wait for this evening. She looked forward to cooperating with Sykkuno again, to arguing with Toast, to laughing with Sean and Felix, to murdering other people with Corpse... Yet now, all this excitement seemed to vanish just like the mood to play, let alone talk with other people. They would surely see right through her and try to make her spill the beans, which would ruin the stream. And the last thing she wanted was to ruin their game.

Jackaboy: You there Y/N??

She sighed, thinking of some believable excuse that wouldn’t arouse suspicion, but her mind was flooded with all those comments and DMs she received over those past days, which expressed nothing but hatred towards her.

Y/N: I’m really sorry Sean, but I don’t think I will be joining you today... I don’t feel very well.

She waited for Sean’s reply impatiently, expecting him to send her some angry emoji or tell her to move her ass and join the discord call. What she didn’t expect though, was that he would facetime her.

Her first instinct was to throw her phone across the room as if it would make Sean stop calling. He wouldn’t stop unless she’d tell him the truth.

So she cleared her throat and plastered the widest smile on her face, before answering his call.

“Alright, what is going on?” Sean asked right away, staring at her with his brows furrowed. He wasn’t in his recording room, but in his kitchen, which meant that he left his stream to call her. “And please don’t tell me you’re sick cause I won’t believe it anyway. And neither will Pewds.”

“I’m tired, Sean... I was working late again and I really need to rest.” she lied, trying to keep her voice steady and calm. She really didn’t want Sean to interrogate her now, not when his fans were waiting for him. “I’m sure you’ll find someone else though. Please tell the guys that I’m sorry”

“Y/N, c’mon, cut this bullshit. What’s wrong?” he asked softly, moving his phone closer to his face. “You know you’re a terrible liar, just tell me what happened. If you don’t wanna play then neither do I.”

“Sean, please don’t do it” she shook her head with a sigh. “Your fans are waiting for you, I’ll be fine.”

“Well they’re waiting for you too you dummy, I already promised them you’ll be playing with us tonight” he stated matter of factly, rolling his eyes. Y/N remained silent for a moment, and Sean suddenly furrowed his brows, narrowing his eyes at her in a suspicious look. “Did someone tell you something rude last time we played? Who and what?”

“What? No, Sean, oh my God. Everyone was super nice, it has nothing to do with the last stream... not with you guys, at least.” she mumbled under her breath, dropping her eyes from Sean’s confused face.

“What do you mean not with you guys? Y/N, what the hell happened?” he demanded, slowly getting more and more worried. She wouldn’t tell him though, too scared that Sean would just laugh it off, even though he also sometimes had problems with dealing with hate. And just as if he was reading her mind, Sean sighed, his face softening in a sad smile. “You’ve read the comments, didn’t you?”

She felt so stupid for being so easily offended by comments of some random people on the Internet, that she just nodded her head meekly, still looking anywhere but at the man.

“Look kiddo... I’m not gonna tell you to get yourself together and just ignore them, cause it won’t help, and I know cause I’ve been there. Hell, I’m still there.” he chuckled to himself and continued “Anyway, you really shouldn’t be worrying yourself about people who don’t even know you. They don’t know you, Y/N, why would some complete stranger’s opinion matter to you?”

“They said I shouldn’t be playing with you guys... that I’m nothing but a burden and you should be playing with someone who’s at least recognizable.”

“Well excuse me Miss, last time I checked I could choose who the fuck I want to play with.” Sean scoffed, clearly irritated by such comments “You’re one of my best friends Y/N and I don’t give a fuck what some haters say. And neither should you.”

“Maybe you should just invite someone else... It would make everyone happy.” she muttered almost inaudibly, but Sean almost barked at her when he heard her words.

“I told you to cut that bullshit, Y/N! Everyone couldn’t wait for this game and now you wanna back out? C’mon, kid. Do you have any idea how heartbroken Sykkuno’s gonna be? When you left so quickly last time, he kept complaining that he has no one to team up with.” she couldn’t help but smile at that, letting out a tiny giggle. “And Corpse? Have you even seen his last tweet?”

“What? No, I- I don’t follow him...” she said, wondering what Sean was talking about. She quickly searched for Corpse on Twitter, still being on facetime with Sean, and her heart almost dropped when she saw the last tweet.

@.Corpse_Husband Really excited for tonight’s Among Us stream, 8PM PST.

Jacksepticeye

Valkyrae

Pewdiepie

Pokimane

Sykkuno

Disguised Toast

Logic

Mr Beast

and, hopefully, my partner in crime - Little Y/N

She stared at the screen with her eyes widened, and her lips corners curling up in a small, bashful smile. It was so nice of Corpse to mention her as well, especially with the nickname that he seemed to like so much since their last game.

“God, if you could see yourself right now. How’s it that my pep talk didn’t do shit, but Corpse’s tweet magically made you smile, ugh.” Sean reminded her of his presence, and she quickly returned to the call, trying to somehow control her burning cheeks.

“It’s not like that, Sean, I really appreciate that you’re trying to cheer me up... I just didn’t expect your friends to like me...” she admitted quietly, and if Sean could, he would probably strangle her at that moment.

“I JUST TOLD YOU THAT SYKKUNO KEPT BUGGING ME ABOUT YOU FOR TWO FUCKING HOURS. YOU THINK HE WOULD TALK ABOUT YOU IF HE DIDN’T LIKE YOU?!”

“I just... what if they’re just being nice, but they don’t actually want me to play with them?”

“I’m done.” Sean groaned, shaking his head furiously. “Alright, here’s what you’re gonna do. You stay away from your phone, join the discord call, say hi to everyone, and we’re all gonna have fun, okay? If not, Pewds is gonna murder you, cause he was already growing impatient even before I called you.”

“I’m still not sure if that’s a good idea, Sean...”

“But I am sure, Y/N! Now come on, we’re playing in five. I’m telling everyone you’re joining as well.”

And before she could even reply, he hung up. Y/N groaned, rushing to her computer to turn it on. Now it would just be plain rude not to join the game, especially after Sean wasted his time talking with her, while he should be talking to his fans. Just as he suggested, she kept her phone far away from her desk, deciding to stay away from Twitter and all those comments for a bit. Maybe it would help her clear her mind and at least try to have some fun.

An invite to the group call was already waiting for her, along with a message from Sean with a code to the game. Y/N put her headphones on before joining the call and quickly typing in the code.

“... so let me repeat myself. I ALWAYS sound guilty, no matter what. Please, guys, don’t vote me out!”

Y/N shook her head with a smile on her lips when the first thing she heard after joining the call was Felix’s pleading voice. Clearly, he was already trying to save his own ass even before the game began.

Y/N could hear Sean’s loud voice as he commented on Felix’s plea with some snarky remark, later also catching the sounds of Rae’s laughter. Everyone was already there, they’ve been clearly waiting for her to join.

“Hey, look who’s finally here! Hi Y/N!” Poki noticed her presence first.

“Hello everyone” Y/N said, as shy and quiet as usual.

“Oh, Y/N! It’s so great to see you again, I was worried you weren’t joining us tonight” Sykkuno said, a pout clear in his voice.

“WELL ABOUT DAMN TIME” Felix all but yelled, making her roll her eyes with a smile. “What did I tell you about being late?!”

“Give her a break Felix, her mic wasn’t working again... Luckily, I was there to save the damsel in distress” Sean said, and even though she couldn’t see him, Y/N was almost certain that he was smirking.

“Yeah, I’m really sorry guys to have kept you waiting so long...” Y/N said, feeling genuinely bad. Maybe Sean was right after all? They could have just invited someone else, and yet they decided to wait for her.

“It’s okay, you’re here now and it’s all that matters” a deep voice sounded out, and whether she liked it or not, Y/N grinned like an idiot with a blush rising up her cheeks.

“Shit, here we go again...” Felix sighed, making everyone else laugh. Y/N bit at her lower lip, feeling her heart thump in her chest as she felt a sudden wave of courage, deciding to speak up despite her initial shyness:

“Well... I couldn’t just leave my partner in crime alone, right?” she asked, and she could swear she heard Corpse stutter as if he completely didn’t expect her to say that.

“Ah yes, after all, killing wouldn’t be the same without her, right Corpse?” Toast teased, repeating Corpse’s words from the last stream. Everyone in the call laughed, Y/N included. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling, even though just mere minutes ago she was on the verge of crying. “It’s good to have you here, Y/N/N. Maybe I’ll actually get a chance to finally kill you this time.”

“Jesus Christ, Toast. You sound like a psychopath. Hey, I’m happy you’re here, lemme stab you in the back, please?” someone whose nickname was MrBeast spoke up with a chuckle, before directing his next words to Y/N “I believe we haven’t played together before, I’m Mr Beast, it’s really nice to meet you Y/N”

“Yeah, pleased to meet you!” another player, Logic, spoke up “I also didn’t have a chance to play with you yet, but I’ve seen Sean’s last stream... Let me just say, that Toast murder was absolutely perfect!”

“Wow. And here I almost managed to block it out. I’m fucking traumatized Y/N, you should be ashamed of yourself” Toast scoffed over Felix’s laughter.

“You should be proud of yourself!” Sean interfered “Just so you know lads, Y/N may seem like a little angel, but she’s a little demon. You’ve been warned.”

“Yeah, she’ll charm you with her voice only to snap your neck next second.” Felix scoffed.

“Just like she did with Corpse!”

“Charm?!” Y/N gasped, her cheeks burning.

“I don’t recall Y/N killing me...” Corpse said in his low voice.

“I love how that’s the only thing he denied” Poki pointed out in a teasing voice, which only made Y/N sink further into her chair.

“Can we please start the game now?” she asked in a pleading voice, hoping that everyone would stop making fun of Corpse and her. She could only imagine how uncomfortable he felt, for some reason being the target of their jokes... They must’ve made him feel awkward, right?

“Jack, did you tell Y/N how we’re playing tonight?” Sykkuno asked, and she sighed in relief that they dropped the jokes.

“Oh, right! So there’s this mod called proximity chat, where we’re able to hear each other as we pass by another person, and it seems quite fun so that’s what we decided to try out tonight.” Sean explained to Y/N, and before she could ask another question, he added “I’ve just sent you the link, it’ll take a minute to install it.”

“Oh, okay. Thank you Sean” Y/N said, before downloading the mod and quickly installing it. When everything was set and ready, she pulled up Among Us again and typed in the code, and the game finally began.

“Woah”

“Holy shit!”

“Guys this is so cool!” Sykkuno exclaimed, his voice so happy and excited that Y/N couldn’t help but giggle.

“Okay, I’m scared now. I feel like encounters with Imposter are just gonna be perfectly cut screams” Felix chuckled, as they left the dropship and moved down the map. That’s when Y/N gasped in surprise, upon seeing the locations completely different than those she was used to.

“Wait- is that a different map?” she asked through her mic, hearing Toast’s distanced, devilish laugh. There was only Rae and Sykkuno beside her, as everyone else have already split up to do their tasks.

“Oh yeah, that’s Polus, it’s much more fun than the one we were playing in last time.” Rae explained happily and Y/N groaned. She didn’t know that map.

“Great. I don’t even know how am I supposed to do tasks in here...”

“Oh, it’s not that hard. They’re in most cases similar to those you already know, they only look a little bit different.” Sykkuno said in his kind voice, before asking “Do you want to team up again, Y/N?”

“I thought you would never ask Sykkuno” Rae chuckled under her breath.

“Yeah, that would be great! I need someone to show me around” she smiled. The trio finally moved from their spot beside the dropship and went to the left where, as Y/N later realized, was electrical. She quickly did her task in there, being under the watchful eyes of both Sykkuno and Rae.

Before the latter could do his own task, the first body was reported.

“The body is in the lab” Felix said, and Y/N couldn’t help but smirk as she saw that it was Toast who was murdered first. One less person to accuse her or try to frame her, if he was the Imposter.

“I just ran towards the lab from the left side, I only saw Poki on my way there” Corpse said right away, and the accused girl was quick to try and defend herself:

“Okay, I wasn’t in the lab, I was doing that engines task which is next to the lab.”

“Did you see someone else there?” Jack questioned.

“Nope, just me and the engines.”

“Okay. Sykkuno, where are you?” the lime astronaut was next on Jack’s list of suspects, which made Sykkuno groan.

“Why do you sound so suspicious right away?” he asked in disbelief, causing the rest to giggle “I was with Y/N and Rae all this time, we were all doing our tasks in electrical.”

“Is that true Y/N?”

“Yes Sean, that is true” she rolled her eyes with a laugh “I don’t even know this map, I have to stick with someone so I don’t end up like Toast.”

“Alright, what about rest? Logic? I think I saw you in admin but then you disappeared somewhere.” Felix said.

“Yeah I’m with Mr Beast in the office”

“That’s right” Mr Beast confirmed, which didn’t bring anything new to the investigation, so everyone decided to skip.

“Wo- Okay where are we now?” Y/N asked in surprise, when the new round began in some completely new place Sykkuno didn’t manage to show her yet. She could hear as Corpse laughed at her shocked voice, which made her smile widely.

“Yeah, I’m also not used to this new map yet” he admitted, his black astronaut walking up to her white one “Hey, wanna see something cool?”

“Sure!”

*Meanwhile Sykkuno*

“Okay this is bad guys, we lost Y/N” Sykkuno said to his mic, running around the map to find the girl he was earlier teamed up with. “I thought she followed us when the new round began, but she must’ve gone the other way... What if she’s dead already? Not good, not good...”

"Woah! This looks amazing! Is there some task here as well?”

“Yes, there’s temperature recording right here” Corpse said, standing by the lava pit, watching as Y/N’s character ran back and forth over the pool of lava.

“I wonder if you could jump into it. What do you think, Corpse?” she asked curiously, standing close to the edge.

“Not that I’m aware of it...” he mumbled coming closer to the edge as well “Why would you jump into it?” he asked with a half-smile on his face.

“So Felix can’t stab me in the back.” she whispered, even though there was no one around them.

“You think it’s him?” Corpse mirrored her voice, and she hummed in response “Why?”

“He’s constantly suspicious of everyone, last time we played he also kept interrogating us all, without even telling his own location.” she stated as if it was very obvious. Corpse couldn’t help but let out a laugh “What? Why are you laughing at me?”

“Not at you, Y/N. I’m just impressed by your investigation skills” he admitted “In that case, we better both jump in. Felix likes to frame other people.”

“You wanna jump into the lava with me?”

“Sure I do.”

“There you are!” Sykkuno’s lime astronaut came out of nowhere, followed by Mr Beast. Two of them walked up to Y/N and Corpse, and before the latter could even say anything, Mr Beast snapped Y/N’s neck.

“WAIT, NO-”

“OH GOD, OH GOD” Sykkuno yelled in panic.

“KILL HIM CORPSE” Mr Beast screamed, frantically running around.

“What the heck?” Y/N stared at her screen in shock, her dead body laying over the lava pit. Mr Beast had already fled to the left, leaving her, Sykkuno and Corpse standing between two of them. None of them said anything for a moment before the black astronaut finally spoke up.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N” he kept repeating, regret clear in his voice. “And Sykkuno, I- I can’t even express how-”

He was cut off by Felix’s scream, who reported the bodies before Corpse could kill him as well.

“IT’S CORPSE ALRIGHT” Felix yelled right away “HE’S STANDING OVER Y/N AND SYKKUNO, HE HAS THEIR BLOOD ON HIS HANDS”

“That is- I did not kill them” Corpse replied, calm as ever, as opposed to his frantic apologies.

“Then why were you standing there?! Without reporting the bodies?!”

“I was... mourning their death.” he replied, which caused the whole group to burst out laughing. “Seriously guys, you think I would murder Sykkuno? And Y/N? I would never even think of hurting them.”

“The simp is strong, we get it, but it doesn’t really save your situation” Rae laughed.

“Let’s kick him out guys, he can’t even defend himself” Sean chuckled, and everyone else didn’t need to be told twice. Soon enough, Y/N watched as Corpse’s black astronaut was thrown into the lava pit... Oh, the irony...

The game continued with her wandering around the map, doing the rest of her tasks to at least support somehow her fellow crewmates. She stumbled upon Corpse’s ghost at some point and laughed wholeheartedly when he started circling her little character in something she read as an attempt to apologize.

A little while later another body was reported, this time it was Felix who lost his life. Y/N didn’t really focus on the conversation this time, glancing at her phone instead. There was this urge to reach for it and check how people reacted to her joining the game, but she kept repeating Sean’s words in her head. There was no point in worrying about the opinion of somebody who doesn’t even know her... or at least that’s what she tried to convince herself to think.

Her attention was brought back to the game when she heard the sound of a new message from someone who was also dead. She clicked on the chat, seeing that it was one of the Impostors.

Corpse: :(

Corpse: I’m sorry

Y/N thought it was sweet of him to apologize for it, even though it was his main goal to murder everyone after all. She believed he was genuinely sorry for it, just like she was each time she was an Impostor and had to kill somebody.

Sykkuno: Welcome to the afterlife, Corpse!

She laughed at Sykkuno’s constant happiness, which was evident even in his messages, before typing one as well:

Y/N: We’re all corpse here

Sykkuno: Oh, so it means we’re all really cool then ^^

Y/N: Fair point

Corpse: See Y/N

Corpse: I told you I would jump into the lava for you

Y/N: You didn’t exactly jump...

Corpse: :(

Y/N: But let’s say it counts as well :)

Corpse: :)

Before they knew, the voting ended. Mr Beast was thrown into the lava, which ultimately lead to the victory of crewmates. Y/N cheered happily, when the blue sign appeared on her screen, right above everyone else who was innocent.

“Yaaay, the first time I wasn’t killed in the first game!” Sean announced enthusiastically, his astronaut running around the dropship.

“Yeah, and the first time it went so fast...”

“Right? Corpse, I’m disappointed in you. What happened to the King of Impostors?” Rae asked.

“Well.. no matter how good you are, you can’t always win, right?” Corpse replied calmly.

“Hmm, you seemed kinda absent-minded during the game, though...” Poki suggested with a smirk hiding in her voice, and Rae was very quick to pick on it.

“Oh, you’ve noticed that too? Almost as if he was distracted by something”

“I don’t know what are you talking about” he chuckled nervously, and Y/N just sat in her chair confused about what was going on. “Anyway, who’s up for another round?”

“Yeah, I have an idea” Sean said, effectively shutting everyone up “What if we play something along the lines of hide and seek? Let’s have one impostor, and everyone else needs to get their tasks done before he finds them.”

“That is...” Felix took in a dramatic breath “THE BEST THING I’VE EVER HEARD ABOUT”

“Yeah, I think it will be fun” Sykkuno replied.

“It sounds really cool, but let’s maybe tell who’s the impostor? I think it would be more fair” Rae suggested.

“I think it’s a good idea” Sean concluded, before changing the settings for one impostor only. Y/N waited patiently for the game to begin, and when she saw that she was a crewmate again, she sighed in relief. Only to gasp in a panic a second later...

“It’s me.”

Everyone stumbled out of the dropship as Corpse admitted that he’s the impostor. It seemed that knowing exactly who can murder everyone made the whole game a little bit terrifying...

“I don’t know where the heck I’m going” Y/N mumbled to herself with a nervous laugh when instead of doing her tasks, she searched for the perfect place to hide. When she entered security, she spotted Mr Beast fixing the wires, so she decided to join him.

“OH SHIT- god damn it, you scared me to death!” he all but yelled when she appeared next to him, doing her tasks.

“Sorry” she giggled, quickly finishing the wires, before speeding out of the room. On her way to weapons, she stumbled across Felix’s dead body, and could hear some screaming in the background... but didn’t recognize who was murdered next.

Y/N managed to do most of her tasks without meeting Corpse, whom she hoped not to see probably for the first time since they played together. She was just leaving decontamination when she heard Sean’s panicked laughter:

“...tee, bitches love me?”

“Wrong.” Corpse’s voice almost made her squeak in surprise, only to really scream when he suddenly snapped Sean’s neck.

“Retreat, retreat!” Y/N laughed as she sped past oblivious Rae and Logic, Corpse hot on her tail. She quickly returned to the decontamination room, hoping to flee from her inevitable death, when Corpse’s black astronaut walked in, and the door closed.

“Please don’t kill me” she chuckled, even though there was no hope for her.

“Finish my lyrics, and I’ll let you live...” he began, and Y/N furrowed her brows in confusion “ I spilt wine...”

“Wait- what lyrics? You sing?” she asked, completely dumbfounded. Corpse was silent for a moment as if he didn’t understand her, before bursting out laughing “What’s so funny again? Corpse, come on!”

“Yes, Y/N, I do sing, I was actually hoping you’ve heard some of my songs...” he admitted, still chuckling to himself. She felt a blush rising up her cheeks.

“Oh- I- I didn’t, I-... but I will, okay? I’ll do it right away!” she promised, quickly jumping up to grab her phone and listen to Corpse’s song. She was genuinely shocked, she would never expect him to sing!

She unlocked her phone with a wide, somehow nervous smile on her face, which, however, dropped the moment she saw her notifications. Hundreds of notifications.

“You there, Y/N?” Corpse’s voice reached her after a moment, when she still didn’t say anything, just kept looking at her screen. “I hope my music isn’t so bad that you passed out from listening to it...”

She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, her phone gripped tightly in her shaking hands.

“Um, Y/N?” his voice became more worried now “Is everything okay?”

Y/N cleared her throat and quickly wiped her eyes, closing them for a moment to steady her breathing.

“Yeah, all good Corpse” she forced herself to smile, so her voice wouldn’t sound weird. “Look, um, I need to leave, can you tell the others bye from me?”

“Is something wrong?” Corpse asked confused.

“No, of course not!” she laughed through her tears “Something just came up and I really need to leave.”

“You sure you’re-”

“Bye Corpse. It was nice playing with you.”

A/N: I hope you guys are not too disappointed in me... It didn’t turn out as I initially thought it would. Isn’t it too dramatic? And is this hate plot fine? Or is it not? What do guys you think?

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FAVOURITE CRIME

with Rindou Haitani

You swirl the strawberry flavoured lollipop in your mouth as you stares unimpressed on the fight that is happening in front of you. You let out a sigh, getting bored already when suddenly there’s a man coming forward you trying to hit you in the face but another hand quickly come and pulls you aside.

“Y/n, I told you to not come here!” Rindou yells as he kicks the man earlier in the stomach making the man stumbles backward and lands straight on the hard concrete. You froze for a second, heart pounding furiously in your chest. Ran watches you both amusingly.

“Are you okay?” Ran asked, his lips slowly curving up into a smile as he keeps his metal rode back to its place and walks toward both of you.

“Yes, I’m fine. Anyway are you guys done yet? I’m hungry.” You huff your cheeks and lips forming a pout. A scowl appeared on Rindou’s face as he watches you.

“Hey, I said don’t follow us anymore right?”

You scoff, “Yea, yea whatever Rin, I can do whatever I want.”

Ran arched a brown in amusement and let out chuckles as he watches the conversation going on between his brother and you. “Yeah, we’re done over here. What would you like for dinner y/n?” Ran continues as he leads the way to their motorcycles.

Rindou hops on his own bike, “Katsudon!” You cheer out loudly as you also hop on his bike with no hesitation and hugging him from behind tightly making him to turn his head around to face you with a frown on his face.

“Hey, why are you riding with me, go with Ran.”

“No, I like you, I want to be with you always” You giggles only making Rindou rolled his eyes with your playful behaviour. He looked back to the front, hiding the light shade of pink tinted on both his cheeks. A loud laugh erupted from the older Haitani brother before he rode away on his own bike with Rindou following him from behind.

Yes, it’s true. It has been months of you sticking with them since the day they both randomly save you from a creepy man at the train station. From that day onward, the younger brother of the Haitani, has catch your heart making you fall over heels to him. You love spending your time with them even when you know that they are indeed the dangerous pairs that are well known in the Roppongi. As for Rindou, he starts admiring you the moment he laid his eyes on you, you’re really beautiful to him but surely, he would deny his feeling towards you.

Until the day after the Kantou incident which is resulting the Tenjiku’s executives arrestment. You are surprised when you heard about the news. You knew something would happen in that fight but this exceeds your expectations. Nevertheless, you still make time to visit the Haitani brothers at the Juvenile Centre.

“What have you done?” You asked with a serious tone looking at Rindou.

Rindou has his usual bored expression on his face. “It’s none of your business y/n.”

“I was worried…” You mumbled under your breath, gaze trailing down to the man in front of you.

He gave you a half-hearted glare. “I told you it’s none of your business and you can stop following us already.”

“Are you stupid? I like you. I like you so bad that it’s hurting me for not being able to see you.” You wail as the tears start rolling down your cheeks.

“I don’t see you the same way. Just stop coming here again.”

You huff, “I don’t fucking care, Rindou. I’ll wait for you.” Your teary eyes stare up to him.

“I said stop bothering me again.” He slammed both of his hands on the table making you flinch. He gets up and leaves you alone there.

And ever since that day, you are not able to see him as he keeps on avoiding you whenever you come to visit him. Instead, you start writing letters by letters to him. Rindou only read those letters and not bothering himself to reply your letters not even once.

It has been four months and you never stop sending him letters updating him on every details of your life, talking about the things you’re planning to do when both of them are finally out.

“Hello there! How are you guys doing? I’m feeling a bit sad today because I miss you so much :(. Anyway, there’s this new bakery near to my house that just open yesterday! They sells your favourite bread there, let’s go there together when you are out okay? P/s: I love you!”

You will write to him frequently. Ran lets out an amused chuckle reading all the letters from you, “She’s a nice girl aight?” Sighing, Rindou runs his fingers through his hair as he ignores his brother.

Until one day, there is no more letters coming from you. Rindou waited and waited until a month has passed and there is still no letter from you. It’s like you suddenly disappeared. “Maybe she had enough of waiting for your dumb ass” Ran let out his thought to his anxious little brother. A frown appeared on Rindou’s face.

Few weeks before their release day and there’s still no single update from you. Rindou has decided to write you a letter informing you about their release day hoping that you’ll be there to greet them. But sadly, even on the day of their release, you are not there.

He has tried contacting you only to be greeted by your voicemails over and over again. He spammed your number nonstop days by days. He also tried visiting your house and school frequently but he just couldn’t see you anywhere. It’s like you just suddenly disappeared? He still waits for you.

One day, he received a letter from an unknown address. But, he can recognise you handwriting so he hurriedly open the letter.

“Hi Rindou, I have read your letters. I’m so glad that both of you are finally out now. I wish I can meet you guys, I miss both of you so much especially you.” Rindou can feel the tears in his eyes as he keep on reading the content inside the letter. Damn, he can hear your cheerful voice through your writing. He misses you too, he misses you so bad.

His grips on the letter tighten, “I’m so sorry for not being able to visit you guys anymore. Last two months, I got involved in an accident and I was almost paralyzed as the impact from the accident. It’s making it harder for me to walk. Oh and please don’t worry (even though I know you’re not hehe).I was doing just fine now. See I can write you a letter again even though my handwriting is bad now.” He let out chuckles reading the last sentence. He can imagine the playful smirk on your face writing this.

“I have also decided to not meet you guys anymore considering my current condition. I mean I did bother you guys enough before. Let’s not meet up again yea? I’m very sorry if you think I’m annoying before because I didn’t mean it. And more thing, all the things I did before just so I could call you mine. And the things you did, well I hope I was your favourite crime hehe. Well then goodbye :).”

“P/s: Please don’t look for me anymore.”

Tears running down on his cheeks as he is still holding your letters rereading everything over and over again. What the hell? You decided to cut off everything with him?

Ran walks through the hallway looking for his brother “Hey Rindou, do you see any-” His sentence is being cut off when he looks at his little brother kneeling on the floor crying while reading a random letter. He snatches the letter away from Rindou’s hand and read it.

“Do you want to see her?”

Rindou place his palm on his forehead. “She said to not look for her anymore.”

“I asked you, do you want to see her?”

“Of course I do, fuck I miss her.”

Ran gives his brother a wide smile “Then what are you waiting for? Let’s go.”

You are giggling as you are watching the children in front of you playing with bubbles. You are sitting on a wheelchair looking straight into the beautiful scenery at the park in the hospital you are staying at the moment. You rest your chin in your palm smiling all by yourself. It’s better this way.

“Y/n” You turn your head fast to the voice that you have been missing so much the past months. Your eyes fall to the tall man that is standing behind you with his brother.

“Rindou?” You tried standing from your wheelchair but you can feel both your legs are losing the balance and making you almost bump your head to the ground “EEEP!!” you yelped getting ready to feel the impact as you shut both of your eyes. Instead you feel a hand grabbing your waist gently. You opened your eyes just to face the lazy eyes man. He’s holding you tightly in both of his arms with you sitting in between his legs. You both are staring at each other.

“What the hell are you doing now?”

“Ah Rindou, Ran! What are both of you doing here?” Ran waves his hands to you with a smile on his face before leaving you both alone to give some space.

A scowl appeared on Rindou’s face, “To visit your dumb ass duh”

“But- but I told you to not come looking for me” You mumbled under your breath.

“I can do whatever I want” He replied sarcastically.

You can feel the tears in your eyes “I’m so pitiful now. I don’t want to see you in this shape. I’ll just be a bother to you”

He startled, “Now what the fuck are you saying now? Who said you’re a bother?”

“You did before.”

He slammed his hand on his forehead remembering his word. “I’m sorry. Look, I miss you.”

You glance at him with a surprise look. He leans his forehead to yours. “I won’t let you go again. Don’t you ever dare think of leaving me again.” He smiles as one of his arm trailing down to wrap around your waist to bring you closer to him. The other hand of his is gently brushing your cheek. “I too, want to stay by your sides forever. You’re indeed my favourite crime.”

yours truly @qtsickchiq

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