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Imagine if, to save on the water bill/ they're just tired/etc, Jason (AK or comic really) and his S/o take an innocent shower together for the first time, yet the entire time Jason's trying his hardest to stay respectful and not stare, but at the same time wants to admire his S/o because he just loves how much they look. And possibly gets the shampoo in his eyes while distracted.
bear with me as ive been sick since wednesday and ive been writing this throughout my sick days. #fighting4mylife
Showering with Ak!Jason (SFW FIC)
ig their naked but its not ak!jay being horny just like in love so maybe nsfw nothing sexual happens mostly indirect tension soo??😭😭 ((tw: writing might suck))
JASON came home a little early from a bar. He went there for information on Penguins weapon deals. Jason would say something like, ‘it got a little messy,’ but a little messy to Jason was being covered in mud, blood, and clothes drenched from the rain that started on his way back. It was around 12 AM when he came back way earlier then his usual so you were hoping in the shower getting ready to go to sleep, not expecting him. You two saw each other just as you were walking into the bathroom.
“You look like shit—“ You turned your head into the bathroom so he couldn’t see your face; trying to bite back a cackle because of the words that slipped from your mouth,, “—I mean you can go first.” you looked back over at him,
“Well aren’t you the sweetest thing.“ He started taking off his gloves. “Go ahead.” He huffed.
“No seriously its fine, ill grab you a towel-“
“— The more you talk the longer it takes for the both of us.” He sighed, pulling off his jacket and folding it in a neat little square.
“Right, sorry.” You turn into the bathroom and pause. It was pretty obvious he was tired and wanted to get comfier then his muddied clothes let him; Thats when the thought hit you. “Unless.” You felt your face burn. You weren’t sure if Jason be comfortable with it, but it wasn’t sexual and it’d save you money from your water bill.
“Unless?” Jason questioned flatly, his back was turned to you and he was taking off his bloodied boots.
You slowly turned towards him, “You’d like to.. join me.” you had tried to sound as casual as possible. He paused completely, only getting half of his boot off before freezing. He looked back at you, like he wasn’t sure if he heard you properly. “LIKE—“ You raised your voice a little too loud on accident,”—Like, not like, you know. THAT. But like.” he took off his boot and started walking over to you as you rambled about how you didn’t mean it sexually it’d just be easier n’ y’know obviously he didn’t have to— You didn’t even notice the brick wall of a man making its way over to you until Jason stood in front of you.
”Yeah. Sure.” He replied flatly, your eyes meet his face, he was staring at your face completely stone cold. Maybe if you didn’t turn around to move to the door handle, maybe, just maybe you would’ve seen how his cheeks and ears were lightly dusted with red. But you didn’t.
You awkwardly shuffled to the side to let him in, closing the door behind you two. Back facing each other as you two undressed, you weren’t wearing a full outfit so you took everything off faster then him, yikes, awkward. You didnt wanna just stand there so you slipped past him with your head down at the floor to get the shower water running. Running your hand through the burning water just to push away the sound of him unbuckling his belt in the deepest part of your mind. “Uh, first-aid under the, uhm, fuckin- sink.” You stammered, still facing the shower waiting for the water to now cool down.
“You can get in first, i’ll patch myself up.” You did a little thumbs up behind your back, as if he saw, and made your way in, closing the curtain behind you. But he was totally lying. He should’ve patched himself up after you two had gotten out so he didn’t worry about anything washing into his cleaned wounds. But he needed to buy himself time to calm his nerves. You were so fuckin’ pretty, your skin brushed his as you passed him earlier and—its crazy how the Red Hood is single-handedly fighting for his life more now then when he was dealing with twelve grown men earlier.
After taking a purposeful three minutes longer then his usual, he stands up. He almost backs out as soon as he reaches for the shower curtains, he inhales then exhales, brushing his finger tips against the thin veil of cloth that just separates you two. “I’m, uh,-“ his voice cracks “-comin in now..”
“Hold on,” You quickly stepped out of the water stream, and leaned onto the back wall of the shower. “Alright, front of the shower where like, the, uh- water is, is all yours.” Jason cleared his voice just before he stepped in, being sure to keep his back turned to you. He let the water run over his marred skin, trying to ignore every scar on his back burning. After letting the water wash off the pieces of dirt that it could, or him finally succumbing to the sensation of getting the soap to scrub at his mangled flesh;
Jason turned his head to grab the soap— FUCK, he whipped his head back around into the showers stream. Scrubbing his face to try to wash the burning image of you out of his mind. The mixture of water and light highlighting your skin like an portrait. You’re staring down towards your feet playing with the water droplets on your crossed arms- fuck he needed to stop thinking about it. Jason pulled his head out of the water, croaking out ”Soap.” Yes, yes, wise words I know.
The next thing he knew, right by his shoulder was your hand holding out the soap. “Here, hope I’m holding it in the right spot.” You softly chuckled to yourself. He turned enough to see you covering your eyes with your other hand out of his peripheral vision. God he needed to stop looking. He took it from you and skimmed his face against the water before he grunted out a thanks.
He was questioning himself as he washed his blemished skin. He wasn’t a creep, he wasn’t staring at you because it was sexual. So what was he doing? What was this feeling? Why did he want to look at you anyways? Why did it remind him of the way he looks at marble statues? Was it because of the way your fingers dented your arms skin while you glide water droplets along your skin? Was it the way your head slightly tilted? Was it the was your body was effortlessly posed? Like you knew, like you were ready for every detail of your body was going to be eternalized into marble? Was it because of the urge to trace every part of your skin? Maybe to just get a feeling of what your sculptor felt? Was he being a fuckin creep?
He wasn’t sure, something he suddenly did become sure of was the fact you were probably cold as shit and he needed to hurry the fuck up.
guys idk how to feel abt this fic tbh
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sorry i got like 12 i needa get done
#arkham knight x gn!reader#arkham knight x reader#jason todd x gn!reader#jason todd x reader#red hood x gn!reader#red hood x reader#arkham knight x reader#skullkidwithsunglasses#krash responds to u
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so we all know how it’s currently no nut November… so could you maybe write a smut about reader trying to seducing Sapnap throughout the month of November and him trying his hardest not to break? Like maybe she’d start walking around the house in really short shorts and one of his sweatshirts and he’d just be trying so hard not to take her then and there. Or maybe she’d be extra flirty with Dream and George just to make him jealous and Sapnap would be watching in anger.
It’s be even better if their not in an established relationship and are in the talking phase…
so, the cutest part here is that its not november anymore 🥰🥰 but we all know i suck at answering inbox things. this is also, im realizing now, the same format as every other fucking fic I've written. so, this is ass.
anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list
you had been waiting for sapnap to actually ask you out. you'd really been through all the stages, almost every base. whatever you wanted to refer to it as. and then november rolled around.
sap wanted to beat no nut november, he made sure to tell you that on October 31st.
"we have to stop at midnight," he told you, trying to catch his breath as he lay on top of you, naked.
your eyebrows furrowed as you ran your hand through his hair, catching your own breath. "why?"
"november," he said as if it were obvious. he lifted his head from your neck. he planted a kiss on your neck, sucking lightly. "i need to beat dream and george."
you pulled his hair, making him lift his head to look at you. "we're not fucking cause its november?"
"sorry, peach," he grinned, pecking your lips again and sitting up. he lined himself up to your core and slowly pushed in. "shit... thats the- fuck- the bet."
and sapnap kept his promise. you were having a little post-sex make out, and he stopped as soon as an alarm on his phone went off. he got off you completely and went to get you a towel to clean you up. along with clothes to get you to cover up.
you were surprised he actually stuck to the midnight rule. even if the other two boys would never find out. you put on his shirt, and although it usually would make you happy to wear his clothes, you couldn't believe his audacity. you were slightly offended.
sapnap started regretting his decisions almost immediately. he woke up to you with your leg hooked over his own legs. your his shirt rode up, barely covering your bare ass. on a usual day, he'd try to wake you up and fuck you. but he couldn't.
and it didn't help that it seemed like you forgot what pants were. for a week, you only wore shorts. sometimes you would even forget to wear anything under your large shirts. he was having a hard time getting rid of his constant boner.
but what really broke him was when you paraded around his friends wearing nothing. they would try not to stare at you and how you let your shirt ride up your ass. or how you would let the neckline of the shirt hang low to let them see your boobs.
and all he wanted was to was to lose the bet. but his pride was too strong. until he talked to dream about it.
"just fuck her already," he said, running a hand through his hair. "i dont know what you did, but i dont wanna see your girlfriend naked."
"you said a bet is a bet," sap said defensively. "and she's not my girlfriend."
dream looked at him like he was stupid. "That's your problem then. ask her to be your girlfriend and fuck her." he shook his head tiredly. "i think george already lost the bet anyway."
thankfully, the next time you tried to pull something by walking into the living room in only a towel, sapnap was the only one home. you looked disappointed to see it was only him, but still sat next to him as if nothing was different.
so he took it upon himself to grab you and sit you on his lap. you were surprised, to say the least, trying your hardest to keep your towel on your body. he grabbed your wrists, putting them around his neck, causing your towel to fall.
he bit his lip, admiring your bare chest, leaning in to suck on your nipples. you moaned softly, confused, but you still played with his hair.
"what happened to 'no nut november'?" you asked breathily, arching your back into him. he pulled away with a pop, looking at you through the valley of your breasts.
"fuck it," he said easily, kissing your down to your navel.
sapnap ended up taking you upstairs, leaving the towel on the couch. he had you on his bed, down on your elbows with your ass up in the air.
he landed a slap on your ass, squeezing it harshly after. he pulled you roughly to slam against his pelvis. you could feel his dick through his boxers. you grinded against his hardness, moaning when he reached between your thighs to rub at your clit.
"why are you acting like such a little slut?" he asked you, slapping your ass again. "you wanted me to fuck you that much?"
you didnt say anything, moving your hips side to side tauntingly. "didn't you lose your bet?"
sapnap almost came as soon as he was in you. it had been two weeks, but it was excruciating. he couldn't believe he even took the bet. he loved fucking you too much.
"I'm never... taking that- shit- that bet again," he groaned out, gripping your hips tightly.
you moaned, hiding your face into the bed sheets, your back arching when he started rubbing your clit again. "wait until- nngh- wait til next year."
sapnap ended up cumming first. and it was truly beautiful. he moaned loudly in your ear, bending over to pull you closer to him. he tried to not cum inside you, but it was hard to pull out. when he finally did, he came all over your slick covered pussy.
he slid himself back into you, despite being sensitive and continued fucking into you. he needed you to cum around him. he needed to feel the familar fluttering squeeze around his dick.
"come on, peach," he encouraged, whining at the slipperiness. you were so wet, every circle he made on your little nub made a sound. it was so lewd. "cum, pretty girl."
when you did, he almost came again. you squeezed him so tight as your arms gave out completely. he held you up by your hips, pulling out to finish himself off again on the back of your thighs. and once again, he moaned. he whined. and he kissed your shoulders, needing to comfort you and himself.
sapnap tried to clean you up as best as possible with his discarded shirt. then he layed with you, holding you close to him.
"you lost the bet," you told him, feeling proud of yourself. he hummed, kissing the top of your head. his heart was pounding as he convinced himself to say his next words.
"of course," he tried to sound nonchalant. "can't let my girlfriend suffer cause of some bet. couldn't let this pussy miss me too much."
guess what? i also hate this 🥰🥰 -Nony
#sapnap#anon#asks#sapnap x reader#sapnap x you#sapnap x y/n#dteam#sapnap fluff#sapnap x streamer reader#sapnap smut#smut#dream team smut#dteam smut#sapnap x you smut
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Could we get perv!Richie with a fem!reader that doesn't know he's Ghostface until the 3rd act and he finds her in a closet?
happy belated to jack quaid 🧡
Darkness was never associated with safety for you up until this point. Now, the darkness is the only thing saving you. To you, light pouring into this closet right now would mean certain death, and further solidify your place in the horror trope hierarchy.
If Ghostface were to find you right now, it would probably have you marked down as somewhere between Tatum from the original or Robbie from a few years ago. Which, come to think of it, is not the worst place to be, but you’d rather survive this movie than be one of the iconic kills.
I hope Richie is okay, you think, and then curse yourself because really you should be hoping everyone’s okay. But is it really that selfish to hope for good things for yourself and your best friend? Even if that means you’re the only survivors? I mean, sure you want more people to survive, but who’s ever heard of a final group?
You push yourself back further into the closet, armed with only a coat hanger and trying not to trip over Christmas decorations. A crash and a scream downstairs make you tense up. Who died? But if it’s someone else, it’s not you. Thats all you have to keep telling yourself.
“If you’re hiding, show yourself!” you hear the voice of the one and only Sidney Prescott distantly in the house, and not even a moment later you’re bathed in the cheap yellow overhead light of the hallway.
Fuck, it’s all over. It’s all over. You close your eyes as tightly as you can, trying your hardest not to tremble as you stand your ground, coat hanger clutched in a palm you hope doesn’t feel sweaty.
No noise follows, just the feeling of leather smooth against your jawline, the touch gentle and caring. Your shoulders slump, and you relax against the touch, maybe foolishly as you open your eyes.
“Is this the part where I beg for my life?”
The words are out of your mouth before you can think of using any self preservation. The ghost face mask mere inches from your own only shakes its head no. No, thats fitting. There will be no begging for your life, just a steel blade to the chest or neck, and if you’re lucky, it’ll be quick. Instead of a knife though, Ghostface advances, pushing until your back hits the wall on the other side of the closet.
“Talk about seven minutes in hell,” your stupid mouth gets the better of you again, and you really shouldn’t be joking at a time like this. Ghostface towers over you as they pull the closet doors shut again behind you.
“Shut up, stop making me laugh,” comes the muffled voice of your best friend beneath the mask. Wait. What?
“Rich…?” you ask, finally now starting to tremble, and his gloved hand trails from your jaw down to your throat, and then further down the v neck of your shirt, stopping just at your bare sternum.
“Such a fuckin’ tease,” he groans, and you feel yourself wanting to pull the mask off.
“Welcome to my movie,” Richie says, pushing his knee between your thighs. Holy shit, it’s like a fucked up version of your day dreams. Your hands move to pull off the mask, slowly like you’re trying to convince yourself it’s real. You can’t even see his face in the darkness, but you feel like you can picture the expression on his face anyway; his brows knitted together seriously and his lips curled into that little smile he gets when he has an idea.
“I thought it was weird you told Sam you’d never seen these,” you admit, and he presses himself even closer to you, leather clad fingers sliding from your sternum to trace the underwire of your bra and spread out warm along your rib cage.
“You let me lie,” he whispers against your ear, stubble rubbing against your cheek, “That’s how I knew you’d let me do this.”
He presses a wet kiss to your pulse point, licking and sucking at it roughly, sure to bruise.
“I’m not—,” you pause to catch your breath, coat hanger long forgotten as your arms snake around his neck, “I’m not exactly letting you do anything.”
He bites down hard, and you almost yelp. God forbid you get caught like this, so you stifle it as best you can.
“You’re not exactly saying no.”
His leg between your thighs presses further, sweet friction to rile you up, and his hand comes down to your waist. His grip on you tightens, and slowly he starts to rock you back and forth on his thigh as he continues to kiss and bite at your neck.
“Fuck,” you whisper, leaning your head back against the wall and giving into Richie’s movements. Your fingers tangle in his curls and you move your hips along with his hands. It’s not enough to get you off, but honestly it is enough to make you go along with whatever Richie says.
“That’s right baby,” he says between kisses, “Have a plan for you.”
His lips finally make their way up to yours, and he kisses you firmly. He tastes a little like the bud light he drank earlier, but you couldn’t mind that now.
“What’s that?” you manage to ask with your mouth still slightly pressed to his.
He pulls back, only for a moment.
“All you gotta do is stay hidden and looking pretty for me,” he punctuates his sentence by rocking himself harder against you. You feel yourself nodding against him, instantly and without really thinking about what he’s saying.
“And then I’ll come get you and make you a star. Would you like that baby?” He rocks his hips a little faster this time, groaning himself when he ruts himself against your hip. You can’t help the whimper that escapes your throat.
“Yeah, knew you’d like that. Knew you’d want this,” he pants.
Footsteps slowly climb the stairs, creaking against the hardwood that probably hasn’t been replaced since the first time a bloodbath took place here. Richie quickly untangles himself from you, and you whine at the loss of contact. He fumbles to pull the robe off himself and push it amongst the Christmas decorations all around your feet.
“Play along for me again, alright?” He places himself right back against you and kisses you again, this time his hand reaching down between your bodies to cup your sex over your jeans. Your knees feel ready to buckle at such a simple act, and…
he pulls apart from you at just the right time.
The door gets yanked open and light floods in again, this time to Sidney Prescott waving a gun in your faces as you both hold up your arms in surrender. Then another Ghostface runs up on you, Richie shouting
“Holy shit! It’s Ghostface!”
as if he wasn’t also just wearing the mask. He pulls you out of the closet roughly, pushing you in front of him to run to keep his sights on you. You, Richie and Sidney all make it back downstairs, with Richie pushing you and practically herding you different directions.
The moment you’re out of Sidney’s sight, he stops and wraps his arm around you; not quite a hug, something more possessive.
“Garage,” he whispers, “Hide for me. Gonna finish my movie.”
You nod and he gives you one last kiss, before roughly pushing you off him towards the living room.
Your feet carry you to the garage without a second thought.
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my fave lupin iii blog .... give me your wisdom
cologne / perfume scents for the gang
i had to do an embarrassing amount of research on this one. mostly because perfume lore goes a lot deeper than i ever could have imagined and i wanted to give you something GOOD so ALL THAT SAID if any of you disagree with this you may be right. i did five quizzes, read up on multiple blogs from the 2000s, learned the "scent families" and at the end of the day just gave up and typed "douchiest colognes" into google
lupin: generally speaking, regardless of WHAT he's getting, any "subtle" notes are going to now have the force of a freight train the way he's practically bathing in this stuff. which is pretty rough when already coupled with really strong, amber-y scent type shit. lupin's cologne does not smell light and pleasant, it smells like you walked into a dark red cloud, which is ironic considering the conclusion i came to was dolce and gabbana light blue. people fucking hate this smell, despite parts of it sounding good in theory, and since lupin's shitty cologne has been addressed canonically numerous times, i feel this is it. even a tiny bit of this perfume makes so many people seem to wither like flowers in the sun so i can only imagine what happens when a guy who's been dunktanking himself in this walks in the room
jigen: again, its kind of overpowering. not because he overdoes it like lupin, but again, these are just not very subtle people, and even if jigen does SEEM reserved, he likes making a scene just as much as the others in the right environment. like, a mix of amber and woodsy types. i ended up on dior fahrenheit on this one and it made me realize both lupin and jigen using like, excessively common brands makes sense. for lupin its brand recognition, for jigen it's convenience. he probably smelled this in the fucking 90s and just committed to it since
fujiko: this was simultaneously the hardest and easiest, because i kept looking trying so damn hard to figure this out, to pinpoint what would SCREAM fujiko while still being unique enough to appeal to her lavish tastes, but NORMIE enough that i would be able to read up the notes on perfume reddit (they seem to know what they're talking about there) only to realize. wait. this is the same bitch who won't even keep her hair dyed the same color all the time. fujiko has no specific fashion sense beyond "stylish and with the current times" and i feel that's what applies to her perfume too. well and. hot. i guess. stylish, current, and hot. that's like 50 bottles right off the bat. regardless, it'll always be bold. thats right baby we're at amber AGAIN, but because she doesn't wanna scare off potential prey there's always a faint undertone of sweet flowers. she's smart like that even her perfume is calculated.
goemon: my man does not wear cologne on any occasion. he thinks its silly because you can smell good for free if you just fucking. bathe. why pay 80 dollars to smell bad? HOWEVER (as just established) goemon is bathing and 90% of shampoos/bodywashes have a scent. and goemon's is very... crisp. kinda citrus-y at times? this is the most mundane answer (and the most accessible they got this shit at walmart) but you know that mint teatree shampoo? he's got the faintest hint of that specific scent lingering on him
zenigata: this is going to sound so funny and mean but like. imagine if a smell was trying to look cool but just kind of making an ass of itself. i feel like that's what he'd have, regardless of if the cologne did actually smell good on anyone else, it'd feel just a bit overzealous on him. it was way difficult to find something that made sense to me but wasnt like, again, 80 fucking dollars, because you know for a fact he's spending 15 tops. and that's if he even remembers to wear it. at best, for some reason, i feel like he'd be a sandalwood guy but i can't really place why? honestly i was kinda ready to give up until i saw GREY FUCKING FLANNEL BABY!!! THIS SHIT IS DIRT CHEAP HAS BEEN AROUND SINCE THE 70S AND APPARENTLY EVERYBODY'S DAD KNEW SOMEBODY WHO WORE THIS! AND YOU KNOW WHAT'S IN IT? SANDALWOOD!!!!!!
now i can finally close all these fucking perfumania tabs
#am i really your favorite :) aw. youre my favorite too anon#lupin iii#lupin the third#lupin#jigen#fujiko#goemon#zenigata#asks
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oooo for fic ideas could you do ler two bit and Lee pony? Remember the part in the book where ponyboy was kinda sick and twobit pinned him on the ground and told him to “call uncle” but instead of wrestling him he tickled him :)
{ofc omg🫶}
Ponyboy was standing around in the living room watching as Sodapop, steve and darry got ready to go out for work. Twobit was standing not too far away from him. “I hate to leave you here by yourself, ponboy” Darry said slowly. “Maybe i ought to take the day off.” “Ive stayed by my lonesome before, you cant afford a day off.” Ponyboy replied to Darry who was currently putting on a black tight work t shirt. “Yeah, but you just got back and i really ought to stay..” darry said, checking himself out in a mirror. It was true. Ponyboy just got back from hiding in a abandoned church for several days with johnny who was now being hospitalised. Ponyboy thought about it and was about to agree to darry staying just when Twobit spoke out. “Ill babysit him” he shrugged his shoulders, “ive got nothing else better to do.” “Ever considered working?” Steve asked sarcastically as he sat down on the couch, waiting for Sodapop’s slow ass to hurry up. “Work?” Twobit repeated with a chuckle. “And ruin my rep? I wouldnt be babysittin’ the kid here if i knew of some good day-nursery open on Saturdays.” Ponyboy pulled twobits chair over backwards and jumped onto him but twobit saw it coming and had him down in a second. Pony was a bit short on wind. God, he has got to stop smoking or else he wouldnt make the track next year…
“Holler uncle” twobit said as they both laid on 5e floor with twobits left arm wrapped around pony in a choke hold. “Nope” pony said, struggling. He didnt have his usual strength ever since he lost so much weight in he abandoned church. Thats what you get for surviving off of bologna sandwiches for days. “No? Oh, youll be screaming out yes in just a moment.” Twobit said and without a warning he scattered his finger tips around the area just below his ribs. Pony yelped with laughter in a almost instant, trying to slither himself away from twobit but it wasnt working. “Twohohobit!!-” ponyboy screeched. He tried his hardest to block that area with his elbows. It worked but not for long because twobit just quickly creeped his fingers onto the back of pony’s neck. “What do we have here, hmm? A little sensitive neck?” Twobit teased which made ponyboys neck jerk back. “NohohOho” ponyboy laughed out. “Piss ohohoff, tehetwobit!!”
“You two do up the dishes. You can go to the movies if you want before you go see dally and johnny” Darry said as he pulled on his jacket. He paused for a second, watching twobit squashing ponboy. “Twobit, lay off. He aint lookin’ too good.” Twobit rolled his eyes like a child who just got in trouble, helping ponyboy up. Darry was right. Ponyboy was genuinely out of breath from 2 munute of laughter. “Ponyboy, you smoke more than a pack today and ill skin you, understood?” Darry warned. “Yeah” ponyboy muttered, glancing at Darry. “You carry more than one bundle of roofing at a time today and me and soda’ll skin you, understood?” Pony threatened back. Darry grinned before him, soda and steve left for work.
{sorry its so rushed and short, ive been busy but wanted to post a fic🥲}
#tickles#the outsiders#the outsiders tickle#tickle fic#lee!ponyboy#lee!pony#lee!ponyboycurtis#ler!twobit#ler!twobitmathews
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i wanted to bring this up because i know i make memes and jokes about the shadowtale characters and such.
Shaster (Gaster) is a genuinely horrible person. he's manipulative, mentally, physically, and emotionally abusive and manipulative. he's an egotistical narcissist who views other living and non living things and creatures as objects to be toyed with and experimented on.
Shadow has never been in a great state of mind. he's been pessimistic and nihilistic, and has reached the point of truly believing nothing matter before. part of the reason he's doing good now is both because he has friends he know cares and because he was fucking tired of being so sad, and moping all the time. he hated feeling down and like nothing all the time. the numbness almost felt worse then when he was actually crying and it was much more overbearing. he got tired of it. he forced himself out there. and he's actually doing better because of it.
Ash (Papyrus) tries his best to make people happy as much as drains him. he just wants to keep hope alive and keep people smiling. Papyrus is arguably at one of his lowest points currently. He feels hatred for his brother, uncertainty for his father, and is drained beyond belief. The only person he feels like he can truly vent to and just collect himself about is Mettaton. He hates Shadow for abandoning everybody, he has existential dread due to the existance of the multiverse, and doesnt understand why Gaster is making him keep it a secret, as well as the augmentations related to the void.
Raspberry (Mettaton) Is trying his hardest along with Papyrus to keep moral high, and people happy. he knows how much people really rely on him and need him to be at tip top best. its draining, but he knows it has to be this way. Him and Papyrus are very close and he thinks Papyrus is his closest friend, and is concerned for his sudden change in appearence, attitude, and he can just tell theres something building up thats going to boil over at some point.
Flowey is constently afraid. he's afraid of the infected and uninfected alike. he doesnt know where chara is and he doesnt remember chara being the one who killed him initially. the only time he gains some semblance of comfort is when frisk falls, and when he eventaually finds chara again.
Chara lives with the guilt of being the one who killed Asriel. she hates herself for it but knows it had to be done or else she would have died. she tries over and over to convince herself it was okay but she cant help but hate herself for it. the fact she ran away weighs heavily on her mind because she knows that to the dreemurr family they lost two children in one night. chara was eventaully found and kidnapped by gaster for a while. she was experimented on, abused and treated like a labrat. now that gaster has her with the rest of the survivors she's being blackmailed to stay quiet about what gasters real motives are to the people or else flowey will find out how he really died.
Plasma (Grillby) has almost given up completely. his daughter is infected and is slowly turning, its hard to keep people fed. he knows things are slowly going down hill and he's just waiting for the snowball to speed up at this point. the only reason he still gets out of bed in the morning is that way he can keep people fed, do his part, and because the somehow still alive burgerpants is too mentally unstable to do it himself. He's also being blackmailed by muffet.
Muffet is a crime boss essentially. she blackmails, threatens and harasses. she knows she's important because she can grab whatever remaining supplies are left from places the actual people assigned as guards cant thanks to her many many spiders. she views people as a means to get rich, and thats it. she, if anything, enjoys the apocalypse because it causes people to be reliant on her.
The AU is really screwed. Especially with the characters. Some are trying their best and losing, others have given up. Some aren’t even good people and are just using the apocalypse to achieve what they want because they can. So, enjoy. It’s less telling new info, and more putting things into perspective!
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IM STILL EXCITED ABOUT ROSE DJDJDJD
and maybe even more now that im reading priory (look at me finally noticing its not priority after all this time lol) im just really in the royalty vibes yk and would love to read more of rose
but at the same time im reading priory so, ive got over 700 pages still to go (and a whole sequel/prequel thing that I believe is longer) so I dont mind waiting at all
(also finding out priory is shorter than stars is fucking with my brain like its THAT long???)
and about priory, thats a big book with big words and im struggling ngl, definitely the hardest thing ive read in english (and ive read the iliad and odyssey)
but its so cool, im enjoying all the court things and the hierarchy and religions and just about everything, also DRAGONS
this book talks about periods and now I have undying respect for the author
anyway, good luck with any writing (original work is cool af so write whatever you feel like), but dont stress about constantly putting something out
sending love to yall <3
part of the reason I read priory in the first place was because I wanted to read more royalty fantasy stories as research for writing rose. then I fell in love with samantha shannon's world so that was a bonus but yeah I just love royalty vibes I love reading them and I love writing them it's just so good rahhh
god. finding out stars was longer than priory also broke my brain. wdym I wrote that much. what's wrong with me.
I can imagine priory would be really difficult to read if english isn't your first language. there were a few words in it I didn't even know and I'm a native english speaker. I hope it's not too difficult that you can't enjoy it though because it's such an incredible story. I absolutely adore the exploration of religion and differences in religious myths and how myths like that can get distorted over time it's such an interesting subject
YES IT ALSO TALKS ABOUT PERIODS!! samantha shannon never shies away from mentioning things like periods and how the women in her stories deal with them and it's so refreshing. also, in a day of fallen night, one of our POV characters is a woman in her 50s and very early on there's a mention of how she's dealt with menopause which was also incredibly refreshing like yes these are real things women deal with that are just never talked about it's so nice to see them just casually mentioned!
thank youuu I'm trying not to put stress on myself but I feel bad :((( it's ok I'm taking my time
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enchanted by the prancing horse love [c2♡] snippet.
charles x carlos.
relationship communication. light angst, NOT YET BETA READ
recomended song to listen :
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"i think what i realized at my, this old age" Carlos chuckled into the dark sea waves, thinking how the table turned during his last phase of the twenties -- he wondering does his wrinkles will appear on his bday?-
"You are not that old, mateee"
"I'll be 30 next year, Sharls"
Charles rolled his eyes, "age doesn't matters" he huffed while hugging his knee until it flushed against his chest. Then he rests his cheek on top of his knee, with the longing watchful green eyes on Carlos
He takes its as a que to continue, "I realized that people come and go. and that is just how life going, you know?" Carlos more keen on the bubbles aligning the waves
"Pinõn was there-- Isa too, with me, my younger me" His feets brushed to the sand. and charles still looking at him quitely,
"--they are with my lonesome all that times, when thing goes right and not right. my loves goes with them" Carlos sighed,
"and when there is a start, always with comes to an end. That part is--"
"the hardest" Carlos felt his lips twich when Charles finishing him off
"of course. you are expert in this thing" Charles snorts in annoyance at Carlos teaseful response.
The green are no longer lands on him.
"how about now?" Charles whispered into their longing silence
"i don't know" he said while feeling his own heart clench. Gaze relaxed on his feet but something felt heavy inside his sternum
"Ah," Charles snickers, " is this another i'm not ready yet episodes-"
"it's tiring, Charles. Exhausted." Carlos let his eyes shutted, avoiding his teammate gaze already on him again but
"how about me?" the monegasque pushed.
"falling in love is easy but develop it, building it and maintain it is hard"
Charles bites his lips, seems like he already prepare for everything,
"i was never failed at the first sight. i thought i was building it right but then it was not strong enough" Carlos dips his side toward Charles until their shoulder brush
"and to be risking out it now with you-- now, with our current life. i... i just could not dare to do it"
"it is your problem if you can't separe between the race and..."
"yes. it is my problem. but so are you" Carlos sighed for a thousand times. the waves splashed over his toes making him shivering in cold, not Charles bore eyes to him
"i'm not a sweet talker when it comes to racing and you know that very well." He nudged their already flushed shoulder again waiting for his teammate answer
Instead, Carles hides his face into the his still crossed knee, in between his chest he speaks to the empthy space, "you are so rude you know? i was expecting a yes since we have been on the same page for goddamit too long"
without looking, carlos know, always knows how tears might be dropped like a broken dam river through Charles eyes
"you gave me a signal"
"i know --"
"you wanted me as the same as how i want you"
"yes but not when i can potentialy hurting you, us, when jealousy or dissapointment comes in. i.. don't, i'm afraid of that"
Carlos knows he is right, deep down Charles also aknowledge it how possible could be wrong if they decide to be togehter now
"i want you, Carlos" he plead
"i know,"
and then let the waves filled the silence,
"then how long should i wait then? " Charles asked always very demanding, a little bit too impantient
Carlos shakes his head, "noCharles no. that's... thats very unfair of me for you" He then bravely take a chance to meet Charles eyes and yes it is tearing up
He brings his hands up to cupped over his teammate wet cheek, "Hey" he wiped the tears--brushing, comforting.
"it might sound harsh but Charles if you... if" he takes a big breath first, "if you finds another one or somebody finds you first then go. It's okay. Really." Not enough, Carlos feels so he place his other hands on Charles nape'
"I..." He chuckled in ashamed voice, " what kind of guy am I who restrain you, telling you to wait for the uncertainity? you deserve better. Charlie I... fuck, I thought by keeping Isa by my side for that long will protect our relationship and yet turns out it restrained her. I couldn't do that to you. Not when you can fly high without me. Not you can do so much more. Not again I restraining people for just my own ego." He said that all in one breath,
"what if I insist?" Charles voice strained. "what if i want to wait for you?"
"am afraid i'll end up losing both of us" both of his hands are now cupping Charles angelic face who looking somber and gosh Carlos hate it so much especially the causes is him
"I don't want us strained in competition and media and rivaly. As long as I'm with you in the team, I help you and the team for championship. It's is already so hard but I'll take it for what is worth, you understand?"
Charles put his own hands against Carlos, " is this what the song really said right person wrong time?" he let a breathy laughed,
"is me loving you now is in the wrong timing?"
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HAHA SOON IN MY AO3 OKAY? I DONT WANNAA TO SPILL IT TOOO MUCH BECAUSE like it might be unclear whats the main problem here and i m very lazy to address it here so yeah justjustjust wait another sequel of ocean and engines. in meantime you are crying reading this story go on check charlos playlist on my spotify!
#f1#charles leclerc#carlos sainz jr#charlos#my fics#c2#MY BELOVED I LOVE THEM#i love them as my vent for a relationship idealisticly works#SOONN#Spotify
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iirc u said you got a new job, what do you do for work now?
do you ever get anxious while working? fi so how do you cope/make the anxiety go away?
so because i have an art background and my sister recommended me, i'm a labtech at [CHAIN DENTURE MAKING STORE]! And, despite having no background in dentistry, they hired me because i have experience sculpting and making molds, as well as just having a generally amicable and teachable attitude. Its cool because a lot of the skills i developed making sculptures have translated very literally into my work making dentures! Which has allowed me a confidence that means that I actually don't experience any anxiety at work. It's like if you were a prolific smashbros player and nintendo suddenly asked you if you want to be a beta tester haha.
Also your timing is perfect anon bc while I don't personally have anxiety, my partner struggles heavily with it, to the point where they had to take medical leave from work. Idk if you already have a job or are looking but from observing them and my own experience, here's some general tips i can offer you:
- anxiety is a confidence killer, the endless fear and "what-ifs" can be paralyzing, seek out work that you know you can do good in, even if it's not your passion. I'll be honest i never thought about dentistry as a career but im using skills that i'm confident in and im allowing myself to ask questions when i don't know things bc thats what the trainers are there for.
- any sort of "i'm useless, i'm a burden, no one will hire me" self talk is literally your anxiety talking and is of the devil. don't listen to it. you gotta separate your anxious brain from your logical brain and assess uncritically what u bring to the table, are you good at organizing? can you work a spread sheet? do you find cleaning things soothing and satisfying? you gotta tailor your job search to your individual proclivities instead of applying to any random listing you see.
- if you already have a job thats giving you anxiety ask yourself two questions: what specifically about this job is giving me anxiety and can i do anything to avoid/correct it? maybe talk to a supervisor about your triggers and what youre feeling, if they're a good supervisor they'll try and work with you, if you get told to suck it up buttercup thats part of the job, welp, start looking for other places to work.
- PLEASE please PLEASE ask for help!!! at least in my partners case, they initially thought they had to go it alone and weather the job search process on their own but when i tell you there was a whole ass career center with COUNSELORS just waiting to help people find jobs, i'm not kidding! there are resources out there !! USE THEM!! YOU DESERVE TO BE HELPED!! check out your local community college or library to see if they have a career center! Mine does and it opened me up to several trade grants i didn't know about! THEY HAVE THE RESOURCES!! GO USE THEM!
- last and probably hardest for anxious people, you gotta find a way to stop giving a fuck about what people think of you! self confidence stems from within and when you're confident people can pick up on it and are more likely to trust you with things and hire you for things. Even if its a fake confidence! nothing has helped me more out in life is me just doing things because "eh, i got this, i'm sure it'll work out in the end" you gotta actively embrace failure as not a world ending event but a part of the process forward.
if you wanna send me another message about the specifics of your situation i'd be happy to tailor my advice but these are a few of the basics i guess. Like i said, I don't have anxiety but am very close to someone who does and hooboy i do not envy y'all. stay strong, soldier 🫡
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she left me 2 months ago and the pain is still so real and unbearable. 8 years of our life gone, she is now a stranger we dont talk, i want to talk so bad but she wants to move on and asked us not to message i want to talk to her everyday but i need to respect her decision's she still hasnt blocked me and i cant bring myself to block her number, not that it would do any good as i know her number off by heart, i managed to get the strength to archive our conversations so im not constantly seeing her name and our life everytime i message someone, i had been messaging her out of desperation and longing for connection with her and i can see by the read reciepts that she is seeing my message but choosing not to respond and it just hurts so much that this is clearly what she really wants and she is trying her hardest to get over me and us.
she tells me "We pushed it as far as we could" in reality she pushed it as far as she wanted. she tells me that she wants to have a family and she doesnt see a future with us after 8 years so she needs to leave me and find someone else to have a family with. she's 26 and wants to have kids before 30? so she cant waste any more time with us. i spent my life serving her, but it wasnt enough. i gave her everything. i literally made her breakfast and dinner every day for 3 years to prove my love to her, i flew her business class around the world i showed her a life she never dreamed off. i was there every day when she got home waiting to hear about her day, i ALWAYS made and had time for her always. she was my purpose i lived to serve her.
all i ever wanted was to marry her, everyone use to have a go at me saying "why dont you marry her?" "hurry up and put a ring on her finger" like i was the problem? she was the one that would never commit. all i wanted was a family and life with her.
I know her past trauma's have played a huge part in all of this, she come from a very broken family and has carried alot of trauma her whole life that she refused to deal with and that leaked into our relationship in so many ways. i truly believe if she had of dealt with her passed issues we would stil be here. she was not the only one to blame i also brought issues to the table but i have worked and turned myself out inside as a person to try and fix/overcome these and i feel i really did.
she had an avoidance schema which was a real issue she would always run and shut off from us whenever things were hard, my mind is constantly telling me she was overwhelmed and her avoidance schema kicked in and thats why she ended it as there was no good reason to end it, weeks before she ended it she was telling me that she was finallly ready to get engaged after 8 years?? im so confused? I worry that she has realised this was an overreaction to a minor problem but her pride is stopping her from saying hey this is blown out of proportion can we try and fix this?? i would come running! i'd lay my life down to fix this, what ever it took whatever love she needed it is hers. I worry by the time she comes to this conclusion i will have moved on, not because i wanted to but because the pain is to great and i dont want to take my own life from grief. does one ever truly move on? will i still think about her in years too come?
there is that weird sense of hope that we will get back together but i cant hold onto that.
when we first started dating she saw a psychic (I dont believe in that stuff)
but he told her that she was going to meet her partner and they would be together for life like penguins and that she would have twins with them.
over the years i truly believed that and i made that a promise to myself that she was my penguin and that we would be together forever and have twins and i held onto that promise for so long, that promise got me through the hardest time in our relationship and now i feel its been broken it makes me sick to think that im not her penguin and some other man might be? she will have twins and a family with another man? makes me want to curl up and die.
It hurts so much that she wants to move on she couldnt do it anymore 8 years, meant nothing i know she wasnt in it for a long time i just kept pushing and pushing and exhuasting myself trying to fix it, i knew in the back of my mind that it was over a long time ago and that we wouldnt work in the future. she was my best friend though and the only family ive ever had all i wanted was to serve her and love her but there was always this twisted gut feeling in my stomach everytime i thought about our future, not from fear just uncertainty. we broke up once before for a short period of time and she bought someone back to our house within a couple days of us breaking up my mind reels at the thoughts of who she is with now who she is seeing.
**DREAM
I had a dream last night that we met up and i asked had she been with anyone else i asked her and i wanted her to say yes so i could hate her and move forwards in my dream she told me after a week of us separating that she had been sleeping with someone else she began to describe the sexual encounter to me with such joy saying it was hot and sweaty and that they didn't use protection and i remember feeling such a sense of a rage and sadness and sickness all at once in my dream, the though of her with another man made my sick.
**DREAM
i woke up and i felt relieved as my mind was still telling me that was a real conversation and i hated her and could let her go and after properly waking up and realising it was a dream i cant shake the feeling the thoughts of that dream and what it meant to me. now i feel like i need to know if she is sleeping with other people so i can move on? WHY IS MY MIND ATTACKING ME LIKE THIS?
i want to know that she is with other people so i can hate her so i can detach as i feel thats the only way i can move forward but at the same time i dont want to know either.
i have no interest in other women right now, i dont think i ever will. i gave her every part of my heart and soul. ive only ever slept with 2 people in my life and have no interest in sleeping around being with other people, the thought makes me feel sick.
everytime i see anything slightly sexual it reminds me of her it makes me feel sick to my guts as to who she is with.
i was her first and she was my second and to be intimate almost every day with the same person for 8 years is so special.
i think its a mix of jealousy and fear
fear because i know what other men are like and what they are capable and that she has not been exposed to how feral men can be and jealousy because what if she finds someone better than me? what if they pleasure her better or love her more. what if she is more attracted to them then me?
she said to me that she still loves me and thats not that she doesnt want me she just doesnt think we have a future?? which is so insanely confusing cause how can you love and want someone but not be willing to commit to marriage and life together and risk going out into the world and hoping you find the connect you had with someone else.
she was my bestfriend, all i wanted was to be around her and in her presence and i think that makes this all so much harder for me. i feel like im one of those people that is always surrounded by people but feel so alone always. she took away the loneliness made me feel complete and normal
maybe it was bad that i needed her to make me feel that way, maybe i should learn to feel that way before getting into another relationship. thats what everyone tells you to do. but does anyone actually truly do that? does anyone ever wait untill they are complete and feel whole before getting into another relationsip? i feel like if you were complete and happy being alone you would never get into a relationship at all so i feel like that kind of advice is a lie? what else would compel you to be in a relationship if you have learnt to be happy alone, i understand women having a biological clock and im led to beleive that some women have overwhelming maternal instincts and the need to have children
but as a some what succesful male, if i learn to be happy aloen and enjoy my own company? why would i want to get into a relationship what would be the driving force behind that?
so i think that type of thinking is a lie and fanciful.
i feel scared to go back home, i know i need to though. i left the state i live in to go stay with my cousins for a wgile to try and clear my head i dont know if it has helped our made things worse? im genuinely not sure.
im so scared of running into her, im so scared of running into her with another man. i dont know how to deal with these feelings of fear and jealousy. i just love her so much and my heart screams for her day in an day out.
even writing this now i feel sick at the thought the she is talking to somoene else and flirting with them and doing sexual things with them.
i think the hardest thing for me to grasp is her being sexually intimate with someone else. that seems to be the trigger for me to spiral and feel sick.
my psycologist told me that those are grief thoughts and to label them grief thoughts and that they will pass but they just make me sicker and sicker everytime i think of them.
im not eating, im not sleeping all i do is train. i feel so insecure and so scared i feel like ive aged so much in our relationship and that im ugly and un lovable so im just destroying my body to stay fit and become stronger than i am. i worry its becoming a mental ilnness almost a body dysphoria i hate myseld and everything about myself.
she was younger than me buy a couple of years and i know she is going to date someone younger than me and they will be fitter and stronger than me and it just hurts so much to think that.
i get angry cause i feel like she used me and robbed me of my life and my best years and that she never had any intention of seeing this through. she just used me as a vessel to get her setup in a career and financially.
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⋆ ★ “18, what a nightmare”
✿ pairing! quantum jumper!yang jungwon x reader ✿ genre! sci-fi (?) ✿ wc! 1.4k ✿ warnings! kinda angsty, happy ending, one curse word lmao, this is a mess
❀ A/N! i added limits to quantum jumping for the sake of the fic. this is pure fiction! therefore don’t take this as how quantum jumping really works. almost everything said here is just for the effect of the fic. Once again im a new writer so bare with me. Love u guys!
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If there was one thing Jungwon could’ve changed, it would’ve been his life purpose. Oh, how he wishes he could’ve been just a normal guy, one that could finish education, engage in things he enjoys, maybe even find a lover that he could spend the rest of his days with. Yet, Jungwon was not able to get that. The young man he wished to be, wasn’t in his reach.
His purpose was to travel in between realities, explore the bigger part of the universe and find answers to what the higher beings wished to know. Tho, Jungwon never knew why he was the one chosen to do this, but he had no choice but to obey and no chance of changing his mission.
The red haired boy’s life started when he was born in Korea, thinking he was meant to live a normal life just like the people around him, yet it wasn’t like that, and it would never be like that. From a child who everyone thought had an incredible imagination, to a young man with a mission, therefore being a quantum jumper. All of his life, Jungwon had vivid dreams every night of things he couldn’t even understand, he sometimes found himself in places that he couldn’t even explain, but no one understood him when he came back. No one believed him, thus the young boy was always viewed as just an adorable imaginative child. Eventually, he had to give up trying to explain his situation, which made everything harder.
It was never his choice for his life to play like this. If there was one thing he regretted most, tho, it was meeting you. But at the same time, it was one of the best things that could’ve happened to him. Being childhood friends, ever since you talked to him in primary school, to growing up having a crush on you. If he knew that this was his fate, he would’ve never made plans for your guys’ future, never gotten attached to you, or even talked to you. But he did all of those things and regret is now suffocating him.
The poor boy didn’t even have any idea of what was waiting for him. Thats how he found himself in his bed, right before his 18th birthday, planning how his birthday would go and how he would confess his feelings to you. He was so ready, equally happy and excited as well. Little did he know that in that night, he would cut ties with this reality for way too long. Longer than he wanted to. As he fell asleep, he imagined himself being with you. Of course he did, because you too felt the same way. You both showed it, its just that one had to take a step forward and that would’ve been him. But now, he couldn’t. He wasn’t aware of it, at least.
When he found himself in yet another inexplicable place, he was less than not phased, because this has been going on forever. One thing he didn’t know, was that this time, he wasn’t going back.
As he saw how much time has passed without him going back, he was confused and especially anxious. Was he going to lose his birthday? His confession? He couldn’t. Even if his body was still there, doing everything he planned to do, he wanted to be there. He wanted to feel it.
He kept thinking that he needs to wake up, he was trying his hardest to pull his awareness back to his body, but that was until an unknown energy, yet with a bright and positive aura came to his current body and talked to him in the sweetest yet saddest tone he ever heard. “Please stop trying, Jungwon. You have a mission to finish. Going back isn’t a choice yet” He was confused, but he was more shocked than anything. The moment this being of light stopped sharing its message, he looked back at it and screamed as he felt tons of emotions at once “What the fuck is going on? Why can’t i go back? WHAT mission?” he spilled out as tears swelled up in his eyes. He could feel that this energy was protective, hence he immediately calmed down after shouting at it out of anger. He felt in a way, calm. “You’ll find out, for now i can’t give you any answers, but i will guide you the best i can. Good luck, Jungwon” the energy said as it slowly started disappearing into thin air. The moment he tried to reach for it, it was gone. All that could be heard after was Jungwon’s screams and cries, him begging for it to all be dream. He couldn’t see his parents, friends and especially you for so long. Yet he got up, as he reminded himself that he just had to finish the mission in order to go back. He will see all of you again, no way he could give up. It couldn’t take that long, right?
As for you? That day you woke up ecstatic because it was your best friend’s and crush’s birthday! Oh, little did you know, that a part of Jungwon was out there, struggling to see you again. Yet, you would never notice, because Jungwon? He was still here, with you. He just wasn’t aware of it.
Your best friend was finding information and answers to so much stuff, he met so many different beings, but his only focus was still on you. All he did was for you, and it took him thousands of years to finally finish his purpose. Although, in your timeline, only 65 years have passed. For one second, Jungwon didn’t forget you.
The moment he was congratulated, his questions were answered and he was given the free will to finally travel wherever he wanted, the boy was ecstatic. Yet, it still took him way too long to find his original timeline again, because even tho he could, he didn’t know how to travel where he wanted.
As he saw himself in his original timeline, the boy, now temporarily an old man was found in a small yet beautiful house. He rose from the bed, and as he recalled his memories from this body, he realized the things he feared most. His parents were long gone, his friends were now old and all married & ill, and you, his now wife, was dead. When he tried to get out of bed in order to analyze his surroundings, he realized that it was all true. He, himself, was now old. Which he wouldn’t have hated, but he didn’t see any of his loved ones or himself grow up. As fast as he could, he reached your grave, which wasn’t far from the house. Everything was so beautiful, your “forever place” was covered in beautiful flowers, perfectly positioned under a tree which gave it the prettiest shadow ever seen, yet it was the saddest sight he saw in all of his years. As he stared at the name thats carved on the decorated piece of stone, the name he sighted was yours, and it broke him.
And as tears left his eyes, thats when he decided, that no matter what, he would find a way to travel to another reality where everyone he loved most wasn’t out of his life. And he did, but it took him so long to learn and finally be able to reach it. He jumped in between realities for so long. Nevertheless, he never gave up.
As he woke up in his original bedroom that he fell asleep in the night before everything happened, he was enthusiastic. Before he could even recall his memories from this body, in order to tell if he was in his desired place, he saw his parents, but more importantly you, staring at him from the doorway. When he spotted a cake with the numbers 1 and 8 on it, as you and his parents screamed “Happy birthday, Jungwon!” he finally sighed in relief. That’s the moment where the red haired boy realized that it was finally over. He could finally live the life he always dreamed of. In the end, he was free.
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Silly Little Question, pt.2.
Link to pt.1: Silly Little Question.
Pairing: Soft dom! Steve Harrington x Fem! Reader.
Warnings: SMUT. Afab! Reader (she’s still bold bold!), making out, some sweet kisses until they stop being sweet, blowjob, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it pls), creampie, soft aftercare.
Word count: 1.9k
A/n: I told you part 2 was coming.
Also its not proof read so, if anything looks off thats why. Nevertheless I hope you like it luvs <3
The water stopped running down our bodies and we stepped out the shower, reaching out for the towels. The room, before filled with the water clattering the shower floor, now it was in complete silence except for the minimal rustling of the towels we were using to dry ourselves. It was not uncomfortable; it was just silence.
In another bold move I took his clean t-shirt and I put it on, looking at him dead-serious. He looked back at me with the same look that he had on when he saw me in my underwear, except that now, his eyes looked challenging.
-Is that how it’s gonna be? -he said in a low whisper.
I nodded, and in a swift motion I opened the door and ran out of the bathroom, I stopped in the middle of the corridor, and I saw Steve running out of it as well, so I rushed myself to the next room that I could find, that being his room. I held the door closed, and I tried my hardest to beat Steve so that the door could not open, but in a moment of weakness the door opened and in between laughs I run to the bed, flopping chest down to it. Steve’s laugh ceased, and nothing could be heard, so I flipped around, and I saw him at the feet of the bed, and he just climbed in and hovered over me. We both looked at each other with funny looks in our faces, trying to hold our laughter but failing miserably.
Minutes passed and the laughter died off, and we just stayed there, Steve hovering over me like it was what he did everyday. It was comfortable in the sense that what we both knew was going to happen would be much more natural if he just lowered down his face and put his lips on mine.
But more minutes of us gazing at each other until his gaze moved to my lips and back up, impatiently I did the same so that he could take the hint that I was waiting for him to kiss me. His right hand moved to my face slightly caressing my cheek whilst he finally lowered his face, lips grazing mine as he slowly deepened the kiss, my hands roaming up and down his bare torso until my hands came down to the elastic band of his briefs as I stopped kissing him for a moment, looking at him with innocent doe eyes, waiting for a response of some kind that came back as his eyes looking back at mine, dark as ever and him nodding.
-Can you sit on the bed?
-Yeah, yeah. I can. -he kind of muttered his answer, as if all of a sudden, he was nervous.
He moved himself, as I got up from the bed and I sat on my knees in front of him. He looked so pretty from every angle, even now with his head hanging low, hair dangling over his forehead.
-Why don’t you relax Steve? I want you to enjoy this.
-Sure, yeah. – he propped himself on his elbows still being able to look at me, it was all he could look at, how my hands moved up his thighs making his breath hitch, and with the only thing that I could look at being his dick making a tent in his briefs, begging to be freed and be given some attention.
And that is what I did as my hands got again to the edge of the elastic band, pulling it down slowly, if he made me wait for a kiss, I was also going to make him wait for his pleasure. I helped him out with my other hand, and fuck he was big and hard. His reddened tip already leaking a bit, working out perfectly as I used it for my hand to glide up and down better. Painfully slow, stroking it and making Steve’s breathing deeper as he was trying to control himself.
I moved myself even closer for him, and I kissed the tip as I looked at him from beneath my eyelashes, my mouth taking him in slowly, as I had to get used to him, but I also had to watch his eyes closing harshly for a moment, and when they opened back, one of the hands that propped him up, made its way to the back of my head, not grabbing my hair or anything, just slowly pushing me making him moan audibly.
That low moan made me go as deep as I could go, and go back out, repeating the same motion slowly and steadily, his hand pushing me further, and I took it as an indication to go faster. His breathing sped up with my motions, when I looked up at him, he looked like he no longer could even prop himself up, he was just concentrated on what I was doing and how I was making him feel.
-Y/n…
I looked again, and he was now looking at me trying as hard as he could to not close his eyes again.
-I want to make you feel good too.
I took his dick out of my mouth slowly, taking him in my hand stroking him slowly.
-But you don’t want me to finish?
-I want to feel you.
At his words, I let him out of my hand, and went to the bed as he put his briefs back up for pure comfort, and I laid next to him going straight to kiss his soft lips, his arms putting our bodies closer and then going down and grabbing my ass, making me let out a surprised moan.
He smirked to the sound, right hand moving to my thigh and closer where he had already made a mess without touching. His finger slid up and down my slit over my panties, making them soaked up.
-All of this for me? -the before quiet and moaning Steve had been replaced by his overconfident self quick enough as he saw what he had done to me, a smirk growing on his face as the only thing I could do was whine at the actions his fingers were performing on me. -so fucking gorgeous, are going to let me ruin you pretty girl? -as the pet name rolled off of his tongue he slid his fingers underneath the panties, and he put one finger in, slowly pulling it in and out.
Without any warnings he put another one in as we shared small open-mouth kisses, making me open my mouth and moan into his lips. His fingers moved in and out softly but surely.
-Do you want me to fuck you baby?
I simply nodded in response to his question.
-Y/n, I asked you something and I want you to answer me with words, okay?
-Yes, I want you to fuck me. – I could hardly produce the whole sentence because of his fingers hitting just the right spot, again, and again with each time they went in.
-You do? -the cockiness appeared to not to leave anytime soon as long as I continued to make the sounds that confirmed that he was making me feel good.
-Yes, please. -my word choice seemed to please him even more than my moans and heavy breathing.
-Fuck, say it again.
-Please Steve, fuck me.
He took his fingers out of me carefully and he tuned me to face up, hovering yet again over me, as his hands went down past my abdomen and pulled my panties delicately on his way. I still had his t-shirt on, my nipples hard again the soft cotton of it, which I think is the reason why he left it on.
He pulled down his brief, finally letting himself free again. He lowered his body, taking his dick in his hand sliding it over my folds in a teasing manner, which only made me buck my hips up to him, signaling what I really needed, and what I knew he needed too.
He lined himself with my pussy and he started thrusting it slowly, both of our moans intertwining as we got used to how the other felt. Eventually his pace was faster, and he then stopped for a moment, pulling out, making me whine at the lack of action, but he took a pillow and lifted my lower back and ass carefully, putting the pillow beneath me to lift my lower part up.
He entered me back again, making those low moans that made me clench around him so that he would feel the need to produce more. With my hips higher up, his tip easily reached my g-spot, making my legs tremble as he picked up his pace.
I moaned louder as he was going quick and hard, hitting just the right place in the right rhythm.
-Can you come for me pretty girl? C’mon I know you can do that for me. -he slightly coed, in between his quickened breath.
I hummed in between moans as an answer, my legs trembling as I came around him, pussy clenching as my release came, whimpering at the fact that his relentless pace had not stop even if I had already came. I whined as I kept clenching harder over his cock, my own overstimulation triggering his own orgasm.
-Fuck, fuck baby. -he muttered in between breathy moans.
He stayed in the same position for a minute before pulling out of me, not laying down, just to look at what he had done.
-That is a fucking pretty pussy, all filled up by me. -his tired tone did not entirely conceal how proud of himself he was, as he caressed my thighs with his fingertips, looking at how his release ran down my pussy, mixed with my own.
He left the bed in spite of the pouty mouth that I made at him. He out his boxers back on, and I just was left there. I crossed my legs, making my thighs sticky as it all squashed down at my motions.
Steve came back with a towel in one hand, and another pair of panties for me, my frown turning into a soft smile as he sat down next to me.
-Can you open your legs for me please?- his words felt as if he as cooing them for me, and I loved that mellow tone on him.
I opened my legs slightly, his hand moving the damp warm towel over my inner thighs, cleaning them nicely. He went in softly, making sure to not to hurt me, and cleansing off, all of the fluids that came out of me.
-All clean pretty girl, help me put these on you. -he said, now holding the panties in his hands.
He put my feet through them and slid them up, signaling for me to lift my hips up, and placing them nicely, leaving me feeling a bit cleaner and fresher, even though my skin still felt sticky because of the sweat.
-Thanks. – I said, with my eyes heavy and a sudden feeling of tiredness.
- Thank you, gorgeous, that was really amazing.
-It really was Steve, I’m really glad we did that.
- And I’m really glad you felt the need to ask me that silly little question.
He came in closer, and I nuzzled closer to his chest, putting the blanket of his bed over us. His head over mine, and our legs interwined made for a perfect sleeping position for that night.
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omg quinn this is so cute.. can i req something 😭😭😭 no pressure to do it ok!!!! i think this is a rly sweet idea thank u for doing this for others :,)
i’d love a thoma x sick!reader with fluff if thats okay 😭 am currently feeling super under the weather bc its my that time of the month so anything to do with sick characters and fluff would be greatly appreciated huhuhu 🥲
as always no pressure to get this done okay!! i hope i did this right :,)
YING!! i’m so glad to see you requesting ahhh <3 so here’s the thing i don’t know thoma well so i tried my hardest to write him in character i hope he is!! this one took a while bc just as i started I GOT SICK WGDKDHS so i just got to writing it a bit ago. i’m really not proud of this at all so if you have any feedback i would love it so much !! thank you <33 and take care of yourself :3 also tell me if there’s any mistakes ahhh
btw!! this is a small thing but i think it could be a trigger warning, it’s mentioned the reader has tears in their eyes after taking pills, so if you have trouble with pills it can be taken that way but if that’s personal and you don’t like it, think of it as you coughed wayyyy too much shdkhd it’s up to your imagination!! again i hope you like this ying !!
a groan left your lips as you shifted in your seat, the words in front of you dancing and twirling. the burning in your chest built up and you lifted your arm to cough into it for the nth time.
crap. you were definitely sick.
you also had to finish this last piece of work up, and a part of your mind itched at you to finish it before you rest. your fingers typed frantically as your eyes squinted at the glaring screen, a pathetic attempt to shield yourself.
a soft click sounded from the front of your room, the sound blending in with the symphony of your keys clacking. light footsteps pulled a creak out of the tired floorboards, the sound snapping you out of your funk.
“thoma?” hope stumbled out of your lips in the form of your lovers name, and it was satiated as thoma stepped into the room, a small smile gracing his face.
“hello dear.” a pause followed as thoma’s eyes searched your face, his smile slowly giving way to a frown saturated in worry.
“you look,, unwell.”
fuzziness creeped out from the corners of your eyes as you peeked up at him, the temperature of your fever affecting you in ways you didn’t think was possible.
“stay here darling.” thoma said before he left, as if your muscles would listen to you if you even attempted to move. not even a minute later, thoma returns, a small thermometer dangling from his fingers. his fingers tapped at your chin, a smile painted with sympathy forming.
“open up, let me check your temperature.” your tongue pressed down on the cool plastic, and a small whimper left your throat at the unwanted intrusion. thomas’s hand moved to your cheek, his fingers slightly rubbing your cheekbone as he waited, his actions showing more love then any words could at this moment.
a loud beep interrupted the momentary silence, and the device was fished out of your mouth gently. thomas eyes squinted as he peered at the numbers on the screen, the corners of his mouth turning down slightly.
“you’re running a bad fever. have you eaten?” his question was answered as your stomach made a noise pitifully in response.
“i guess not. let’s get some food and meds in you, and then you can rest. i don’t want you feeling worse.” thoma set the thermometer gently aside, and you could see his brain mentally making a small list containing all the things to clean and tidy.
you shook your head groggily, your body saying thing and your words another.
“i have to finish. this one um.” you pointed vaguely at your work, hoping he’d get the picture.
his eyebrow raised, the action speaking a question his lips didn’t. a deep sigh left your chest as you just weakly shook your head.
“i can’t.”
thoma looked down at you, a small smile spreading over his face as he moved closer.
“i’ll just have to,” he paused, his arms wrapping around you as he lifted you, your hands immediately flying to his neck for support, “aid you in your decision making.”
a complaining whine left your body as you rested your face in the crook of his neck.
“my decision making process is perfectly fine.” you mumbled into him. his laugh vibrated throughout your body’s as he shifted you in his hold.
“right, and i have black hair darling.” a small chuckle left him at his own joke and your own frown was replaced by a giggle.
gentle hands eased you onto the bed, thoma’s embrace being replaced by the embrace of the soft bed. your eyes closed automatically, you just realized how utterly exhausted you were. soft shuffling was picked up by your ears, and you reluctantly opened your eyes to see thoma leaving the room gracefully, his actions quick and smooth. you rested your head against the headboard, but was promptly picked it up again as another coughing fit overtook your body. you sighed, your eyes closing again as you let sleep overtake you, a time pass as you waited for your lover.
“love.” a thumb brushed over your cheek as your eyes opened slightly, trying to register what was happening.
thoma stood in front of you, a bowl of hot soup and a small container of pills sitting on your beside table. time passed slowly as thoma helped you eat, soft praises filling the air as the bowl slowly emptied. shapes were rubbed into your back as you choked down your pills, gentle hands wiping the tears from your eyes.
“you did so well dear.” thomas eyes crinkled he looked at you, a soft kiss being placed to your forehead, as he sat in a chair beside your bed, one of his hands smoothing your hair, the other resting on top of your hand.
“now my love. you work so hard. i’m so proud of you, and that won’t lessen just because you’re resting. in fact i’ll be even more proud.” he winked at you, sending your heart into a flurry.
a kiss was pressed into your temple, another to your cheek.
“sleep well darling.”
and with that, you drifted off into a world created by your imagination.
hi !! thank you for reading this! if you did please rb (tags make me so happy but no pressure) and i hope you liked it!
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4 hour sleep gang but sooo worth it.. lancer rpg. blinks wildly. im. 3-session long bossfight, fucking INSANE. hardest fucking fight we've ever dealt with, surrounded by webs of bombs and mines, and the Fool is a literal stand user and she fucking summoned it to kick our asses. actual hell on earth.
became this at some fucking point 😭 EVERYONE WAS SO FUCKING TIRED OF HERRRRRRRRR SHE WAS DOING SOME MIND GAMES SHIT WITH INVISIBLE MINES ANDIT WAS GRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOURE DONE!!!!! YOURE OVER! such a good fucking battle though, albeit.. [TREASURE] and kuruushi got really fucked up throughout, im pretty sure more than half of us structured at some point. i fended off a bit better cuz i kept a distance, since my balor's a long distance mf. i love my superheavies. but yeah it was. bad. because even after we kill her stand basically, she's still puttin up mines and shit, and we realize. Oh we have to do a systems check.. we have to see the mines. and WOW its bad. its bad. we're completely and utterly surrounded. one fucking step in any direction, and either the Fool or [TREASURE] is getting blown to BITS. so we're freaking out... eventually though, [TREASURE]'s got rapid jet system or summat like dat, and he fucking bolts the shit out of there, but he's STILL NOT SAFE!!! BECAUSE SHE KEEPS TARGETING HIM.. THOUGH now she realizes the mines aren't gonna work (except on kuru, who at this point has exploded on those mines and structured like 30437498494 times now... it was miserable), so she hops out of the mines and right into us and we're like AHA YOU ARE SO SURROUNDED. AND WE DO. for [TREASURE] unfortunately, she's permainvisible and so a GOOD portion, if not all of his hits, don't land :( shitty fuckin rolls, it happens though tbh. im able to get a shot in at her regardless of missing, cuz cyclone has reliability tag of 5, and tellius basically grabs a spear and forces it into her mech, making her immobile and slowed. and THEN, i ram right into her mech and slam it into a nearby pylon, and force her prone. we're all fucking dogpiling her - but then we realize, thats WHAT she wants, because she grabs her grenade launcher and points it at the ground beneath all of us, knocking back the party a good amount and im pretty sure someone NEARLY structured from that. i dont get pushback thankfully, but im not the one who does the killing blow either. tellius rams himself back into the fight and fucking grabs his drills and forces it right into where he thinks the cockpit is, and lo and behold, there is a gaping hole in the thing. and it just keels over. and in the rubble and the dust thrown about, she's still alive. she's crawling out her mech pit, barely alive, bleeding from her midsection. this is *new.* we. won? i guess. the party, particularly skink and tellius get their words in, i know it gets revealed where the people who fucked telly over are, so thats OUGHG. thats. not good is it....... we will see.. but. the fool looks up at yves and is like. "Well? What are you waiting for? Do it." and yves does not need to be asked twice. he crushes and mangles her body under the heel of his mech, like he's killing a bug. and he.. doesn't feel anything. it's not satisfying. at all. and god it makes me so sad. when all of it is said and done, [TREASURE] picks up the parts of whats left of her, and just. holds them gingerly. it barely looks like anything. its so fucked. ooc i feel so bad abt it.. we really could have saved her. if we wanted to. we could have. but i know yves wouldn't let that happen. he has no reason to. yk. the military comes in, and they just kinda cat_blink.gif at us cuz like. ermmm are you guys okay lol. No. Not really. and the party's tryin to ease the tension, and make jokes and shit, but yves is like. Shut the Fuck Up. Shut the Fuck Up. and getting riled up and upset, because he just. doesn't feel anything. and its not funny anymore. none of this is funny. and elias kinda pipes in from the back like... hey man maybe we should calm down. yk? and i wont lie to you, yves's first instinct was to start screaming and kicking his cockpit, but realizing it's elias saying this, its kinda like. You Know. and they have a whole scene and... oh :(. well. yeah. i. well. yeah. its bittersweet. he's able to calm yves down, and it's just. really sweet.
im like.
its fucking over man. hes not wrong. but also, like i was telling flore, yves is a ticking time bomb, and the fear far outweighs anything but at this very moment, its fine. its fine. he's not wrong. shit is changing. it has to mean something. even if its doing this forever and ever and ever and ever. and dont get me wrong, he loves elias a lot, but he CAN'T do this forever. not anything personal with elias, elias is. more than he ever thought he could have, just. vague hand moments. all of this. if he could get away from all of this with just elias, he would. he'll do this forever if thats whats gonna happen, but it's not preferred, even having elias there. thats the bitter part. you can love someone, but it doesnt change the horrors. but the love makes it easier. if anything. yeah. nothing changes, the horror is still lingering, but the love is there
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Writing Prompts list 1 (Miscellaneous but mainly hurt/comfort)
Okay so I made this and another one that will be up soon for you guys so that while you're waiting for the taken for granted fic part 2 and other stuff you can request this with any hq character you want!!!
Format of asking with example:
HQ character name: Ushijima
Timeskip: Yes or no
Prompt number: 1, 56 and 64
One line in which you explain angst or fluff
RULES:
No more than three prompts per request.
DIALOGUE PROMPTS
MISCELLANEOUS (Meaning I dont know how to categorise them and Its 2 am and I lost my patience tho knowing me its probabs all fluffy protective angst)
(Some are obviously romantic and fluffy so i’ll mark them with a 💜 but the rest are here and there kind of thing)
“I’m worried about you”
“I meant it when I said I would protect you”
“I’m not stepping aside until you back up”
“It’s too cold for you to come out here without a jacket on”
“I’ll go see what the noise was”
“Stay on the phone with me”
“Promise me you’ll be safe”
“I don’t feel comfortable with you going there on your own”
“They did what to you?”
“I won’t let you go through something like that again”
“I’m not perfect, but I’m trying my hardest to do everything to keep you safe”
“Do you even see how pale you are?”
“No you’re not fine. you need help!”
“I’m going to fix you right up okay?”
“I can’t stand seeing you in so much pain”
“I need to clean you up first”
“There’s so much blood”
“As cute as you are when sick and needy get better now please” 💜
“Nothing’s gonna happen to me with you taking care of me right?”
“Don’t ever leave my sight again”
“Where are you going? Its not safe right now”
“You’re scared of that aren’t you? I told you so”
“Don’t touch them... don’t you dare touch them”
“It’s cute that you tried to protect me and all that but you’re like a foot shorter than me you know?” 💜
“I will always step in between you and something like that”
“No don’t do that it’s not safe”
“I’ll drive you but please please don’t go like this”
“Wait let me walk you home”
“I’m not gonna let you put up with that”
“Stay behind me”
“I love you of course I’m going to defend you like that”
“Are you planning to stay glued to my side this whole evening?” 💜
“I’m coming to get you... dont you dare move”
“You don’t actually expect me to just let you go do you?”
“I’m not leaving this place without you”
“It’s your fault for expecting me to take this seriously” 💜
“You’re sleeping with me tonight”💜
“You’re cute when you’re angry”💜
“I never said I don’t think about you” 💜
“Say the words and I’m yours” 💜
“Would it kill you to relax?”
“Thats the problem! you don’t think you deserve something so you ruin it”
“I don’t want your apology”
“You’ve never hurt me ever...(before)”
“I let you down”
“Fuck what everybody else thinks”
“This is quite possibly the last thing I had wanted to be doing tonight”
“Do not touch that... I’m warning you”
“Get your ass over here before I drag you here myself”
“I think it’s adorable how easily you blush” 💜
“I just want to take care of you” 💜
“Don’t tell me not to worry because I’m going to do that anyway” 💜
“If you’re so cold why didn’t you say something?”
“Wait this was a bad idea, now my face is like a tomato” 💜
“They are too good for me... don’t ya think?” 💜
“God you’re so precious” 💜
“Whenever I kiss your cheek you light up like the red light on the police car” 💜
“If I kiss you once I will do it a hundred more times... i’m warning you” 💜
“I’ve learned that you telling me to ‘shut up’ is really just you saying ‘stop making me blush’“ 💜
“I don’t care that you’re sick...In fact you need more cuddles now than ever” 💜
“Tell me I’m cute or I’ll tickle you” 💜
“I love you you insolent cockroach so shut up and let me love you!” 💜
“The best way you could possibly cheer me up is to give me some space”
“I’m sad and I’m going to keep being sad until you hug me” 💜
“I’m sorry... I must have been a really awful person to you for you to think I would do that to you”
“Tell me about your day sweetheart, let me make it better” 💜
“It’s not up for discussion, you’re my date” 💜
“Baby please shut the fuck up... said with love and care” 💜
“Nothing is wrong with you”
“Tell me what’s wrong? please please please tell me whats wrong”
“If you don’t want to keep standing may I suggest sitting in my lap? Much recommended. Great comfort quality” 💜
“You’re being cute and sweet. It’s making me want to kiss you” 💜
“I can’t help it, you’re fun to mess with” 💜
“Please don’t shut me out”
“I can’t believe you haven’t noticed, I’m screaming for someone to notice, to help me, and yet no one does”
“Is it that hard to ask for help?”
“We’re on the same team why the hell are you hiding things from me?”
“OMG is that why you’ve been wearing that sweater so goddam much”
“You’re okay?? Really you're okay? cause this doesn’t fucking look like it”
“Try to eat something please”
“I’ll protect you... they’ll never touch you again”
“Your ability to distract me is unmatched” 💜
“You promised me... you promised me you wouldn’t be reckless”
“I feel like I’m going to love you for a very long time” 💜
“As long as we dont separate in the crowd I’ll be fine”
“You told me you were okay... you promised me you were okay”
“How does anyone expect me to deal with this?”
“Hush now, It’s alright. you’re not alone” 💜
“I love you even when you’re sleepless, annoying and frustrated or rather frustrating” 💜
“You’re my baby, and i’ll be damned if anyone tries to say otherwise” 💜
“My future has you in it. Everything else is just a bonus” 💜
“If you think I’m not sleeping on your chest/boobs all night you’re wrong” 💜
“Are you ashamed of me?”
“I might’ve just lost the only good thing to have happened to me”
“Just one more chance please I’ll do anything”
“Well you're not allowed to leave me ever okay please promise promise never”
“I’m sorry I won’t do it again”
“Can you keep holding my hand please”
“Let me hug you” 💜
“You always duck away when you smile... please let me see you” 💜
“Like I expected you're much comfier than my pillow” 💜
“You came back?”
“I promised you this didn’t I”
“I love you a lot more than you will ever believe” 💜
“Quit smiling at me, I cant stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that” 💜
“Wait dont pull away not yet” 💜
“I’ll feel better if you let me walk you home” 💜
“If I do this you have to promise to kiss me” 💜
“It’s my turn to use, my turn to hurt someone else instead of being hurt...”
“Im like 99% sure this is illegal”
“This is my favourite day ever” 💜
“I’m not moving. Your lap is comfy” 💜
“You’re my new pillow” 💜
“Please dont make me answer that”
“Did you just hiss at me”
“Its 6 in the morning. You are not having vodka”
“What was I supposed to do? the kids they ambushed me” 💜
“You dont know what you do to me do you?” 💜
“I just want you to be safe. Thats all Ive ever wanted for you”
“I love you.. I do but I need you to go away because you’re really bloody distracting and I really have to pass this test tomorrow okay?” 💜
“You weren’t there... why weren’t you there?”
“I’m going to die and I’m going to die with an absolute idiot”
“Lie to me please I’m begging you lie to me. Make me feel whole again”
“What am in your life? Because as of lately I feel as though I have been nothing to you”
“Fight me you stuffy bitch? Come o whatch’ya gonna do? you're just a stuff toy nothing more nothing less” 💜
“you're about as intimidating as a Chihuahua” 💜
“Come back to bed” 💜
“No I’m supposed to be making you feel good” 💜
“Hey god I dont know if you're up there or listening but please please make this work out... this one has to be it, the one that stick okay?” 💜 (This would be brilliant with atsumu)
“My friends keep telling me to fix this...tell me how to fix it” 💜 (This as well)
“I don’t remember a fight or any reason for a break up so why?”
“Give me one reason... any reason at all to fall out of love with you please”
“Quit trying to fix me when you need to fix yourself”
“Why didn’t you tell me? I thought you trusted me?
“What you did was stupid, reckless and dumb and exactly why I can’t leave you alone”
“I dont want to do this without you”
“Im sorry I wasn’t there for you when you needed me”
“Did you do this to yourself?”
“You know you try to hide it even though I can see right through you right?”
“Theres something you’re not telling me”
“Whats wrong with you? what the hell happened back there and I told you to stay by my side”
“No I dont want to say goodbye not when I just got you back”💜
“You think its funny but its not. That hurts a lot”
“I’ll always love you but trust is a different question entirely”
“I dont want to live without you but that doesn’t mean I cant... dont make me prove it”
“I’d give up so much for just one more chance”
“I need to go fix what I had with them”
“I want an answer and I’m not leaving without one”
“I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending they're you”
“ And what happens if I do this”
“You make me want things I can’t have”
“When you love someone you just dont stop... its not a switch you can flick on and off... ever even when everyone around you roll their eyes and call you crazy... especially then” 💜
“I cant be your secret... not anymore”
“Don’t you dare tell me to give up on you and us like you, me and what we had didn’t mean anything cause I’ll do anything.. go to the ends of the earth and burn world and people down but giving up on this is the one thing I can’t do”
“I’m allowed to be obsessed with you Im your spouse” 💜
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i cant believe how beautifully this was written?!?!?! you're a literal Angel and honestly a saviour for the fandom at this point (to those who are blessed enough to be reading your work)✨️
because truly while the original version is obviously brilliant, i would rather give YOURS all my brain space because i swear the way you've saved all our favourites (cause duh thats what we all want) while still taking us on the insanest most genius roller coasters of all time (its really not easy to give a character a whole backstory WITH the whole new storyline for them, and not make it seem like an essay- you need an award) is something im sure we're all super grateful for
this is hands down no cap genuinely the BEST fan fiction I've EVER read, i can't even put it all into words how beautifully you've been able to first of all embody what fanfiction IS cause ive never seen a show x reader piece this well thought out and effortful enough to make u feel things all over again AFTER having watched the whole original show?!?!?! YOURE INSANE AND WE LOVE YOU❤️❤️❤️❤️
after the second last chapter i fully thought todays finale would END me i was expecting the worst i dont know why, itd literally be dumB
anyways im going to ignore the part where we've lost eddie again and just focus on the fact that hes alive THANKS TO YOU (are you kidding me we the readers brought him to life how much better could she have made this?)
anyways thank you so much again for even just giving me something to look forward to every day waiting for when u post, this series has kept me company through some of the hardest times this year, through exams and heartbreak, and the stress and emptiness the duffers also caused us 😭😭
ive also been screaming my lungs out about how my favourite writer replied to my ask and ACCEPTED my gay ass request of robin exclusivity???? the skies havent ever looked this beautiful thank you.
thank you for this journey (which aint ending we've got another season) upto here, WE LOVE YOU 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
can't believe i am lucky enough to have readers as AMAZING as you omg im gonna cry-
i promised a return for when st5 is released, and i promise our characters will finally have a proper ending!!! as for now, i have very many special things happening so *stay tuned*
as for eddie... just know its all a plan for the future. its a safe story plan if st5 doesn't bring him back but if we want to, we can just pretend he's safe and sound
aaaaand omg i was so so happy someone wanted a robin x reader just to give me that little push to actually write one ahhhhh
thank you thank you thank you
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