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angelyuji · 3 months

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yandere superman headcanons

tw kidnapping, "nice" guys/incel behavior (kinda), isolation as punishment, manipulation, yandere stuff... the usual

yandere clark kent x gn!reader

diana prince is next guys I LOVE WOMEN!!! lemme know abt any tags i miss or just any other superman thoughts (yandere or not) cuz i love superman a lot

hes so big and buff and strong

hhnhsdngnnhnhnngnfhgnnngngn

sorry

ive been obsessed with superman and lois recently and i thought to myself “i need him so bad id do unspeakable things”

ALSOOOOOO have u guys seen the new superman??? ohmygodddd HELLOOO SAILOR

anyway here we go :)

sweetest kindest angel alive… at first glance

actual clark is genuinely the best sweetest guy in the world and i don’t think that would technically change but if anything he’d start buying into the incel/nice guy pills and that’s what would warp him

he’s literally sooo sweet to you (i cant get over how much a of cutie pie clark kent is)

ok pause lemme start from the beginning

when he first met you, he was e n a m o u r e d like he thinks youre the most beautiful person in the world type stuff

at first, the relationship is normal, you guys are friends, study buddies, coworkers, yk normal shit

he’s still super in love but hes kinda aware that its one-sided and he can’t make you like him

you guys are super close friends tho

but as his crush progresses, he starts to consult more than his friends and normal relationship advice, he starts to consult incel chatrooms and subreddits

he wants to go further than friendship with you, but all the guys in these chatrooms are telling him awful things abt u. for example:

‘hi! requesting help for getting out of the friendzone with my friend’ i’ve been friends with them for a long time, but i see them as more than a friend. ive had to watch as they date all these awful people and i just want them to see me more than a friend. any advice is appreciated!

– dude these ungrateful bitches are never gonna see u

– people like them never see the good guy until its too late

– u just gotta make them like u, nobody understands the nice guy until u make them

– all of these responses are so weird, just be normal and flirt a little!

ur stupid fuckign idiot nice guys don’t get a chance till u make them give u chance

women are so fucking stupid

reading all these “helpful” comments really warped his mindset

he went from innocent farm boy to incel misogynist becuz

they have to be right! like why else have u not given him the time of day as more than a friend

so soon, ur gonna notice these changes

he went from being supportive bestie to making snide comments, putting you down, making moves on you that you clearly don’t want

ur hurt, heartbroken, your friend became something unrecognizable

u’ll ask for some distance, just to think abt if u want to continue the friendship and clark will realize that he can’t make you like him from just this

so you’re gonna go home, take a nap, and next thing you know you’re getting snatched from bed by freaking superman

he genuinely believes he’s done the right thing

he’ll bring u to the fortress first. he has everything set up already, so u wont freeze or starve to death

i wont bore with the details but he would NEVER lay a hand on u

that’s NOT my superman

its more like

“i need you to eat something.” clark begs you, his eyes filled with worry. he had crouched down next to where you sat. clark had given you free-reign around his fortress, but you chose to sit in the corner near the entrance.

“fuck you.” you turn away from him, anger dripping from your voice. you haven’t eaten since he brought you to his ice castle, but you can’t remember how long ago that was. you missed home, your friends, your family. you missed freedom. you hear clark sigh.

“you’re gonna get sick if you keep going like this, (y/n).” his hand touches your face and you slap his hand away. you know there was no way you could hurt superman, but he holds his hand looking hurt, and you feel a twinge of guilt. he holds out a bag from Big Belly Burgers and places it next to you.

you scooch back, your back hitting the wall, not willing to back down. “i’ll eat if you let me go.” you feel like a child throwing a tantrum, but you would do anything to go home.

you see him rub his forehead in frustration, “this isn’t working.” he mutters to himself. you don’t say anything, wanting to see what he would do. instead of trying to fight you again, clark picks up the bag. “i’ll come back when you’re ready.” he says.

“come back? what are you talking ab-” in one blast of air, clark was gone and you were alone.

days had gone by, you felt like you were going crazy from the solitude and the hunger. thankfully, clark had left mountains of water bottles for you, so you tried to fill up with those. it wasn’t enough, you had started to miss your kidnapper’s company after many conversations with yourself. all you could do was sleep or stare at the wall, blankly. after a week, you couldn’t take the isolation. “clark?” you call out, weakly. not a moment passes before he appeared before you.

his eyes were filled with pity and worry, “are you ready, sweetheart?” his hands cup your face and you lean into the warmth, nodding.

he could never hurt you. that entire week away was killing him, but the commenters were right. you just needed to know that he was all you needed.

#like and reblog <3 #yandere #x reader #yandere x reader #gender neutral reader #kidnapping #yandere clark kent #yandere superman #yandere clark kent x reader #yandere superman x reader #yandere headcanons #clark kent x reader #superman x reader #incels #hashtag nice guys #isolation #starvation

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abruisedmuse · 10 months

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New follower here! Can we pretty please get some of you ruhnlidia fic links? For some reason tumblr won't lemme search for 😅 Thanksiess

HI! Thanks for the follow babes! I do have some recs for you. I will state to be aware of tags/TW in author's notes. As this is Ruhnlidia we are talking about and Lidia has a "rough relationship" with Pollux some of these fics contain that. Keep that in mind. I haven't read much fic lately since I kinda feel guilty not writing my own stuff lol so idk if there's other stuff on Tumblr. All my the fics I've read have been on ao3.

You can't go wrong with any fic by Hlizr50. Every single one is amazing and majority of the fics on ao3 are written by them. (Ruhnlidia only has 3 pages sobs. We need to fix that tbh)

Recs under the keep reading

The Fuck You Games - I dont remember the author for this it's now an Orphan account. It's a modern au, enemies to lovers, tons of banter. It is THE Ruhnlidia fic for me. Complete.

The Outlaws of Valbara by HeadCanonHeadCase (another writer who you should check all their works). It's a Robin Hood au literally all you need to know lmao. and I, a big Robin Hood devoured this. Complete.

Always Fight (For Love) by Shadowisles - Kinda a college au. Basically a take on what if Ruhn just happened upon the crystal and talked to Day. It's pretty good! It is incomplete so keep that in mind.

Redemption lies plainly in truth by Laequiem - Smut. juuust Smut with a little bit of torture on the side. complete

Day and Night by RausieStone - if you looove Hurt and comfort this is the fic for you. However, it is incomplete.

Don't Hold Back by Impossiblepeachpaper - smut. filthy filthy smut. complete.

Between Dusk and Dawn by Kaxotie - more smut but when is that a bad thing lmao. complete

Out of Time by RufousMacska - Really good oneshot about Lidia torturing Ruhn.....or does she? Anyway it's a good one shot.

Happy reading Nonnie!

#asks #anon #ruhnlidia #ruhn danaan #lidia cervos #the hind #daynight #ruhn x lidia #crescent city #house of earth and bone #house of sky and breath #house of flame and shadow #fanfiction #fic recs

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sugurus-fave-monkey · 4 months

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Teaser pt 2

(Still a WIP but I’ve hit a block and wanna take my time with the actual smut)

So I wrote a little more and I’m just going to post what I’ve got going on for now. This has a decent amount of spice tho. Part two here

TW: MDNI/ 18+, Satoru Gojo x Suguru Geto, no actual sex acts yet but mentions penis’, angst, PTSD, death mentioned, kissing, neediness, blood mentioned (taste), bro I just want them to be together, Gege when I catch you, not edited, not proofread, hoping to finish it over the weekend.

NSFW under the cut

The night air was cold on his skin as Suguru Geto leaned out his dorm window, trying to find enjoyment in the form of a cigarette. As he exhaled, his left hand came to rub at his eyes, the bags beneath them seemingly a part of him, just like his skin. Just when did everything go wrong? How much more of this could he take? After pitching away the rest of his cigarette, he adjusts the towel on his waist, and closes the window. He sits down on his bed, and runs his fingers through his still damp hair.

Maybe he’s being punished? He should have been more aware of his surroundings after him and Satoru were ambushed. Perhaps he shouldn’t have even offered that girl a life, maybe had he not said anything, he wouldn’t have watched her die. That’s all he sees whenever he closes his eyes, her, and that man, the smug look on his face. When he manages to sleep, he is plagued by nightmares, the girl, screaming at him, Satoru’s body, broken and lifeless, and that man, Toji Fushiguru, no, not a man, what had he called himself? A monkey. The only time Suguru had felt real fear in his life, was caused by none other than a filthy fucking monkey.

He felt like the higher ups were trying to isolate him. Satoru, the only person he felt true friendship with was always being sent on solo missions, while Geto was left to exorcise and consume the curses. The curses, the only form of company he had. Sometimes he would let one out, late at night, alone in his room, just to feel the presence of something. He didn’t know how to feel, he didn’t even know if he could feel anymore, he had spent so long choking back silent tears. His emotions got the best of him at first, and he turned the overwhelming sadness, the emptiness into rage, and when that didn’t help he discarded those emotions, in fact he discarded all emotions.

A soft knock on the door startled him, and he had to ground himself back to reality. He check the alarm clock on his nightstand and saw that it read 3:17 a.m. He sighed and decided to ignore the door, which only resulting in whomever was there knocking louder.

“Yo! Suguru! I know you’re in there, let me in.” Of course.

Suguru rolled his eyes before responding, “I’m trying to sleep Satoru; we can talk in the morning.”

“Nah, I can tell that you’re awake, lemme in, it’s important.” Satoru demanded. “Besides if you don’t I’ll just stay here and pound on your door all night and wake everyone else up.”

Geto stood up, and crossed the room to the door, before swinging it open. “What do you need?”

Satoru threw up his hands and smirked. “You gonna let me in or?”

Geto moved out of the way,, and Satoru walked in, kicking his shoes off before perching himself on the chair at the desk. He quickly scanned his best friend, noting his lack of clothing, and dripping hair.

“Trying to sleep my ass.” Gojo scoffs. “Anyways, we’ve go a mission together, there’s this village, and apparently there’s been some weird activity going on, so I’m tagging along with you.”

Geto turned his head towards Gojo and raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean by tagging along?”

“Well, I kinda overheard Yaga talking about assigning you that mission solo, and I wanted to come with, since it’s been a while since we’ve had any missions together…” Gojo trailed off.

Geto could instantly tell he was lying, and glared at him.

“Ok, maybe they actually asked me to go with you, but either way! We get to work together again!” Gojo explained.

“So they think I’m incapable of handling a mission solo, and you need to be there?” Geto questioned.

“Suguru… they think you’re a liability, and as much as I hate the higher ups, and disagree with that, I just-“

“So in case something goes wrong, in case something inside me snaps, they want you to be there to put me down?!” Geto had heard enough, the anger he thought he buried rising to the surface.

“N-no,” Gojo stammered, while he stood up, closing the distance between them, his cool demeanour lost. “I don’t know what it is, they just need someone to keep an eye on you. You’ve been off Suguru, and don’t give me that bullshit about a summer cold, something’s going on with you.”

“Tch. I’m fine Satoru” Geto spoke. “I don’t need-“

Before Geto could finish speaking Satoru’s lips were on his own, his eyes widening. He had thought of doing this many times, but was never quite sure how to go about it. Geto parted his lips, allowing Gojo’s tongue to snake into his mouth, swirling his own tongue with Gojo’s. It was as though every wall he had built came crashing down at that moment, Geto wrapped his arms around Gojo, pulling him into an embrace, while Gojo runs his fingers through Geto’s hair.

When they pull away for a brief moment, Geto swears he can feel his heart pounding in his chest. He brings a hand to Satoru’s cheek, cradling it, before pulling him back into the kiss. He’s rough, taking charge this time, biting on Gojo’s lower lip, causing the white haired man to inhale sharply. Geto forces his tongue into Gojo’s mouth and groans when Gojo sucks on his tongue. Geto kisses him passionately, lustfully, hungrily, almost as though he wishes to consume him.

Geto lowers Gojo to the bed, using one hand to support himself, and he trails kisses over Gojo’s neck, feeling himself grow erect. Gojo can’t help but squirm under him, wrapping his legs around Geto’s waist. Geto trails his fingers under Gojo’s shirt, feeling his muscles contract, one finger brushing over a nipple, before his thumb joined, pinching it. Kissing was no longer enough, Geto needed to taste him, and so he sunk his teeth into his neck, and began to suck on the tender skin, relishing the taste of copper as Gojo’s skin began to bruise. He stopped for a moment, to pull Gojo’s shirt off, and continued tasting the other man. His lips found their way to Gojo’s nipple, and he started licking at the bud, smirking when Gojo whined and rutted his hips up.

Gojo could feel himself coming undone, and he hadn’t even touched Geto yet, in fact he wasn’t planning any of this at all, the kiss was an impulse he had been feeling for a while, and finally acted on. But now he longed to feel his best friend inside of him, he was usually the one to take charge, and control the situation, but he wanted nothing else but to be ruined by Geto. Gojo’s aching cock twitched at the thought of being fucked by Geto, and as he watched the man’s head going lower and lower on his body, he didn’t know how much he could take. As Geto effortlessly undid his belt, and lowered his pants, leaving only his boxers, Gojo grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him up. Geto looked questioningly at him.

“I want you to mark me.” Gojo breathed.

Geto cocked an eyebrow before trailing his tongue upwards, over his abs, and to his pecs. As Geto bit down again, Gojo groaned, he fist clenching around Geto’s hair. Gojo watched as marks formed on his body, some bleeding, others just barely bruising. He used his hands to guide Geto’s head closer to his own, before Geto’s lips came crashing down, and Gojo used his tongue to probe Geto’s mouth. Tasting his own blood drove him mad, and he needed more, so much more.

#jjk geto #jjk smut #geto smut #geto suguru #jjk satoru #satosugu #satoru gojo #gojo x geto #geto x gojo #gojo smut #suguru geto #jjk gojo

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oh-saints · 1 year

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sweetest devotion (p.2)

mason and serena finally managed to find a middle ground in their arrangements. and it made them realise they could truly work together for the better.

playboy!mason mount x princess!OC

word count: 2.3k

tw: only what's mentioned in the masterlist

notes: as a compensation for the delay to the 1st chapter, here's some special double updates for this week! but as usual, i happen to write at dawn so this is not yet beta-read.

tags: @missgaygurl @pingyu-in-wonderland <3 (lemme know if you want to be added!)

<<part 1 - part 3>> sweetest devotion masterlist here

despite his initial reluctance and annoyed mumbles, Serena managed to sit Mason down for a little longer. long enough to cover the basic terms of communication between them, because Mason was right—they at least needed to know each other's whereabouts in case the palace dropped sudden calls.

Serena, specifically, asked Mason to tell her if he's going over to his lover's house. in her defence, it was in order to prepare some cover-ups for Mason, no matter how bitter her tongue tasted as she spitted out the lies she'd cooked beforehand.

it was what you have agreed on, she thought inwardly after placing down her phone, done with another weekly check from the palace. ever since Mason’s private location were almost scandalised, the palace scheduled a weekly check if their good reputation wasn’t on the verge of being tarnished while promising a sudden call, should they see the condition fit—whatever the condition was.

Serena sent out a text to Mason, reminding him to be careful—which was the first—and of a banquet they needed to attend on behalf of the Eldorran palace in two weeks, as well as the information of the next doctor's appointment the following morning, should the footballer want to come.

the same text was what ticked something at the back of Mason's mind. it niggled him, more so than any other time he received texts from Serena, that he had to scroll up their conversation window.

Mason realised, after almost two full weeks now since they'd come to a truce to at least inform each other about their in-and-outs, that it was mostly him telling where he was going.

out of all things they'd exchanged one another, Serena only went out of the house a grand total of five times. those outings were also for shopping purposes—not even luxury shopping, but grocery shopping.

why she did that when Mason had hired a staff to take care of basic, simplistic errands was certainly intriguing, but at the end Mason decided to go against his instinct because why does he care?

unless it's of an urgent matter, he didn't care and he didn't want to care. he shouldn't care. they were strangers to begin with, and that was what they would end up as, unless where their child was concerned.

still, finding Serena unmoving from the kitchen stool, every time he passed down the living hall whenever he was home for some fresh linens, unnerved him all the same.

“You're not going anywhere?”

Serena was honestly more used to being ignored while she scribbled something—the homemade recipes she magically managed to pull off from countless trials and errors, which lately was her hobby—in the kitchen whenever Mason was around only long enough for a cup of tea. So she looked up from her notepad, making sure she wasn't mishearing, and Mason couldn't help but feel weirded out because did I do something wrong?

“no, I do not have a place to go,” Serena gathered her stationery, realising they were all over the place. “Bar the monthly doctor visits.”

I must've done something wrong or else why would Serena tidy up the kitchen island?

“what about your study?��

the kettle made a whistling noise behind Serena's back. the woman stood up immediately and rushed for the brewing water. two of them? is she expecting me to stay over?

is she always like this whenever I come over?

“tea, perhaps, Mason?” albeit awkward, Serena offered him a small smile as she poured down the hot liquid. “to answer your query—it's been postponed.”

“why?”

“would you prefer the real reason or the one the palace releases?”

“both, if you can,” for some unbeknownst reason, Mason sat down this time. Serena had to hide her surprise behind her indifferent mask, the way she was raised. “may I?”

“this is your home, Mason,” Serena was merely stating a fact but somehow it kicked something inside of him. “it’s me that is rather intruding your space, no?”

Mason hissed at the first sip. he felt as if he was scolded by the scalding liquid.

“formally so I can focus on my pregnancy,” thankfully, the princess didn’t notice his discomfort and went ahead to gently shove his cup towards his direction. “but we all can agree that it would give them a bad look, would it not?”

everyone and their mothers could say that footballers are stupid people, having not gone through a normal formal education, but it didn't necessarily mean they were fools. Mason immediately caught on the implied meaning between Serena's line.

going around would jeopardise her life and would mean the opposite to the initial purpose of their marriage, which was to hide the fact that Serena was pregnant out of wedlock and to avoid being executed for that so-called mistake.

“how about having friends over?”

“Mason,” Serena sighed, a bitter smile making its way to her face. “you’re the closest thing I have to a friend.”

Mason couldn’t hide his surprise at her admission. despite being drunk, Mason did remember that she went to the club that eventful night where he was at, the night that led to their situation now, with so many people in tow. “didn’t you have so many friends when going to the club?”

bitter smile still intact, Serena looked up this time and levelled Mason’s gaze. “welcome to the lonely life of a princess, Mason Mount.”

“is that why you prepare 2 cups earlier, then?”

Serena's smile was still intact but her eyes had shifted the awkwardness somewhere else, now they were replaced by embarrassment, the emotion obviously present from the pinkish tinge on her cheeks.

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wishing Mason to stay over equaled wishing for the stars, so when Mason got up to go back to his girlfriend's house, Serena didn't waste more time to come back to reality.

she went on to tidying up the big mansion after finishing up her recipe of the day scribbles, then she made sure she'd left some portion of the dish for Mason, wrapping the plate with a foil so he wouldn't have a hard time heating them up if he felt like eating anytime he was home.

none of the activities she did to pass up time in this humongous place was something of her routine—she was a princess, for God's sake. the palace might've enrolled her to basic life skills but that didn't mean she should be doing all this. Mason even had hired a helper for her but she let her go after the first week because Serena needed something to do while everything and everyone left her behind.

the only thing that kept her straying away from death caused by boredom was the thought of meeting her little one every month.

“it's just you and me, my love,” Serena liked to whisper against the cold air as she stroked the forming bump. up and down, up and down—just like her life, ironically. “you won't leave me alone, will you?”

just when she thought she was going to the doctor alone—like her usual days—the next day, Serena woke up to find Mason already sitting on the kitchen stool, stirring his morning coffee.

“Mason,” Serena couldn’t hide her surprise and she could only thank the heavens because if the palace’s head of PR was around, she would’ve spanked Serena by the butt for letting an emotion slip out of her. “you’re back early.”

Serena’s voice surprised Mason, too, in all honesty because he didn’t think. he didn’t think when he woke up this morning, he didn’t think when he drove to his house, he didn’t think when he boiled his morning coffee. he didn’t even think he’d stay this long—long enough until Serena woke up and found him back in the house.

he didn’t know how to respond to Serena’s reaction to finding him here, in the kitchen and supposedly her sanctuary, so he didn’t. it wasn’t like he owed her anything to say.

besides the fact that she was naturally a woman of little words, Serena didn’t mind the silence that followed after. she immersed herself in her daily routine, putting Mason’s presence to the back of her mind.

as she said yesterday, this house still belonged to Mason so the footballer could do anything he pleased. they’d only agreed letting her stay in this house for a façade, but if he wanted her out of here as soon as possible because he wanted her lover living here with him instead, she would do as he asked.

but Mason was the complete opposite. born an extrovert, he couldn’t stand the silence. “you’re going to the doctor today, right?”

“yes,” Mason watched as she navigated her way around the kitchen like a natural. so natural he didn’t notice the slight surprise displayed ghostly across her eyebrows because Mason had never asked about the child. not as far as she could recall anyway. “wha—”

“how far along exactly are you?”

his tone might still be clipped and his gaze indicated he would pretty much prefer somewhere else. Why isn’t he? Surely he’s not here because I implicitly told him I was pretty much lonely yesterday…

“entering five months today,” Serena answered and Mason concluded the woman had a dangerous knack to make his heart drop at every one of her revelations. had he been away that long? “I’m finding out the gender of the baby later.”

“can I come?”

“however put later on, this child is as yours as it is mine, Mason.”

Serena’s answer eased off something inside Mason because while her words were true, he didn’t want to come off as breaching her space. that was the least he could do when she’d been nothing but… civil and fair, for the lack of words, about the life he was living outside this house.

“you know I can always send the ultrasound to you so you don’t have to come,” Serena said as they waited side by side outside the doctor’s office. “I’m sure you’re busy.”

Mason didn’t want to jump ahead and conclude things himself but if he read the lines correctly, she was abashedly touching on the topic of her own shocking admittance. he’d like to clarify that he didn’t do any of this because she was feeling lonely—she knew what and where she was getting herself into—and that he was here because he truly wanted to see his own flesh and blood, which unfortunately could only happen whenever the expert physician was involved, but he decided against it because it wasn’t his place to explain anything the same way she didn’t have to explain explicitly why she’d always kept a pair of cups on the table.

“no,” Mason firmly responded, shaking his head. “I want to see how he’s doing.”

“you sound so sure it’s a him,” Serena spoke up again after minutes of silence between them. “what are you going to do if it’s a her?”

“humour me,” Mason glanced towards Serena, intending to confirm his suspicion, only to find her eyes were covered with teasing glint. he chuckled at sight. “i’ve always wanted to have a boy to play football with.”

“are you saying she can’t play balls?” the woman was now the one throwing a glance in his direction. “with a father like you, she might be the next Sam Kerr, you know.”

Mason certainly didn’t expect her to know bits about football, especially about the women’s utterly skilled players that went under the radar because they’re simply women sometimes. “are you a fan of Chelsea or something that I don’t know of?”

“you’d be surprised I used to aspire to be a footballer if the occupation wasn’t deemed too dangerous for a princess,” and that was Serena’s genuine smile, to which Mason couldn’t help but smile back her way. that was also not the answer he was expecting from Serena, the well-known calm princess dubbed as calm beauty.

well, to be fair, Mason hardly knew whom she was marrying from the beginning.

but exactly at that moment, when Mason was about to banter Serena back, his phone rang. he pulled the electronic device out and saw his lover’s name splashed across the screen, the same time the nurse called for Serena’s turn.

the air now shifted back to a very awkward atmosphere.

“why aren't you answering that?” Serena commented when she noticed he put back his phone to his pocket. not because she was curious, but because it was out of place.

mason would go to the moon and back for that woman, there was no possible reason as to why he turned that thing off.

“she can wait—”

nope, she couldn't.

“you should take that,” Serena said after a full five seconds of not knowing how to handle it, both of them. “join us inside when you’re done.”

but he never did, and Serena, with the ultrasound already printed out in her hands, went out of the doctor’s office only to find Mason no longer occupying the ugly plastic chair.

we all know where he was headed.

next chapter contains:

“jaz,” and the closest sibling to Mason in terms of age, halted her steps away from him. “how do you know?”

“you reek of cheap perfume, Mase.”

#oh-saints writes #mason mount #mason mount fic #mason mount fics #mason mount fanfic #mason mount fanfics #mason mount x oc #mason mount series #mason mount angst #mason mount fluff #mason mount imagines #footballer x oc #football fic #football fanfic

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monstrouslyobsessed · 6 months

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…tumblr can you go and soak yourself in a burning pit of hot sauce…i never even got notifs of any of the older asks i got…

so very sorry if you've been waiting for like two months on my answers;;; and here i was wondering how dead my inbox was last month…rude, tumblr, very rude. all the asks are under the cut!

just a quick note, to the super sweet asker who send in two very long asks v recently, ima answer them separately after this one, if thats okay!! <3

tw / tags: dirty confession, monster fucking, breeding mentions, implied noncon, brief pregnancy mentions, long post, beastfolk / beastfolks characters mentioned: lady hyena, the lioness, conservative lion, papa bull, duke, cerelos, father fox, velarius

I love Daddy Bull and Duke, (along with so many other of your works!), do you have any plans on doing a confrontation between the two bulls and the reader? My thirst is dryer than the Sahara for these two bulls. I need more content. I’m a desperate whore… 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。 —anonymous

hm i'm STILL chewing on how this saga should go tbf because it really could go any way!!! i might just bite the bullet and write au's of papa bull and duke saga, even if i feel a little weird making varying storyline au's of my characters.

it was just supposed to be a bull daddy enjoying his little human, how did duke end up there lol

I know everyone is dying over Baldur’s gate rn but have you heard of Lustful Desires on itch.io? I just got into it and I’m dying to talk about it. They literally let you have a poly relationship with 3 different werewolves it’s so good —@flameshadowwolf

i've never heard of it! ima have to check it out now, thanks for the rec <3

Sorry if you consider this a request, but I'm very interested about your OC's yandere MBTI types (from @ddarker-dreams), so if you feel like it, can you identify them in this system? —anonymous

i…ah, am kinda bad with these mbti things. idk if its because i'm older than most writers i know (hi lock my love!! hope you're doing fantastic!), but i guess i can make my best attempt…? i'll just pick a few characters and list them for ya. if you want more specific characters or want me to make an official post with expanded explation, lmk and i'll make my best attempt

here's the link for anyone who are interested

lady hyena: reverent, delusional(?), manipulative (?), lenient, rdml the lioness: reverent, aware, honest, and strict(?), rahs conservative lion: cruel, aware, honest, and strict, cahs papa bull: reverent, delusional, honest, and strict(?), rdhs duke: cruel(?), delusional, manipulative, and strict, cdms father fox: reverent, aware, honest, and lenient(ish), rahl valerius: reverent, delusional(?), manipulative, and lenient, rdml

that's just a few! and they're all beastfolks since they're more fresh in my mind, aha. i tried my best hhh

Thirst chat thought: Have you ever thought that Cerelos could just find a way to tie up his wife underneath him as a cock sleeve, gag her, and just walk around a bit for the day doing royal duties and stuff? The man already has a equine skirt he wears, so he can easily hide everything underneath… (Also I’d happily give this man a dozen babies because I am a simp for him 💕) —anonymous

i think i touched upon that at one point! i wanna say he did that during a large meeting, maybe with his darling magically gagged? lemme see if i can find that post…

found it! its super brief but still

well, now i wanna write that…that's one more to my long to-do list, aha.

also you're valid

I am a simple man all I desire is your happiness. Tis all. I noticed you were feeling sad lately and I thought man next time I have extra money I'll kofi MO but recently I acquired a small fortune and I was happy to find a way to repay you for the time my friends and I giggle and go horny over your works Re-Reading your works is payment enough ….but if you wish to repay me I wouldn't mind maybe a dilf monster vampire (kinda like what you did for wolf pack? but Victorian times) or sequel to snake movie star or sequel/prequel dragon But I would rather you do what you are passionate about! Share your creations with the world! Rejoice in your delights! —anonymous

hi i love you and i swear i answered this before

i did the snek boi just for you <3 i hope you (and your friends!!) enjoyed it! he's a difficult boi to get through but i had fun writing him and his weird camera hobby

link: SMILE FOR THE CAMERA

Also increase your kofi goal —anonymous

im…okay. i didn't really have a goal target in mind so i hope thats sufficient??? sdfkdfj

Which of the beast folk are most likely to mate with humans? Like what about big cat beastfolk? —anonymous

it'd be fangedfolk, since they're canine (dogs) and are most attracted to the humans'…hm , simplicity and openness, i suppose you could say? and possibly treefolk (primates). i based my beastfolks' basic common grounds with irl animals, as canines are pack animals and dogs are more emotionally connected to us. as for primates, humans have evolutionary connections, similar social intelligence, and the shared abilities to solve problems and such.

that said, while fangedfolk are the most likely to have a human "companion", they are also most likely to have a poly pack with their human. whiskeredfolk (feline) are probably in the top-middle of that list, if we were to have a most-to-least likely ranking, with toothedfolk (rodents) due to their prey/nervous natures and seafolks (aquatic) on how dangerous/rare they are to communicate with, at the very bottom. the reason why i feel the whiskeredfolk being in the top-middle is that they can be fairly arrogant and being independent, but adores the complete attention their human can give them and how easily they are to manipulate.

that said, this is extremely generalized list, since the list is not really factoring in specific sub-groups under these categories, such as lions being social animals and are more likely to acquire a human lover, cheetahs more likely to need a service human pet to help with their anxieties, maned wolf being solitary type, etc. and other facets, like countries/areas, cultures, when/which eras, political affiliations, etc.

hope this answers your question, love!

Hello, I've been binging your Masterlist and I just want to say your OCS are exquisite —anonymous

i think you're exquisite as well, love! <3 thank you~

Are you eventually going to do more father fox content?? He's my favorite and I love him so much ♥️ —anonymous

ye! i have couple requests for more hcs for him~though they're all kinda pretty broad. if you have anything more specific for a hc request, hmu! i'd love to write a full piece of him someday too, since i think his quietly manipulative personality is fascinating to work with.

Daddy Bull and Duke content soon? I NEED these two fine beasts in my life!!! And can’t wait till the cute baby arrives!!! And hopefully many more…😋🥰 —anonymous

send in a request then~! preferably something a bit less broad, aha, but yes!

i especially would love to write a full story of those two someday, maybe as a book?

Hi hey sorry to bother you, hypothetically if I wanted to make an ai bot of one of your beastfolks, would that be alright? If not I totally understand, I just want to make sure! —anonymous

as long as there are proper credits included, go for it! just please be sure to link back to me if you do make one <3

whewwww, i...really hope i didn't miss anyone. most of them were (or looked like) a request of some kind and two i wanted to put into their own posts for me to answer soon.

hope yall are doing wonderfully and are having at least a decent holiday season!! ima try and get something nice out by christmas so heres hoping!! just...gonna decide on which i wanna do...lol.

#ghosts are curious.👻#☠️not writing...#anonymous #asked #answered #☠️monster is whispering...#beastfolks #beastfolk

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Hi, hi, hiiii! I’m here to send a request for your event :D

Can you maybe do a High School AU with Nozel who happens to be y/n’s academic rival? I’m a big fan of Enemies to Lovers so the trope got to be that one ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ Thank youuuu

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i shoot u >:(

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with love tho-

{Aine's 1700 Event}

Omg you cutie. I love all the emoticons hahaha!! Come here lemme gib you kithhhh ♡

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Edit: @wifeoflangrisvaude I thought I should tag you here as well since this request is from you too <3

And we have another same request hehe ♡ are you two like twinnys or something hehe the exact same troupe too.

And omg A YEAR (づ￣ ³￣)づ come here let Aine gib you Kith too. ♡♡ Thank you for the lovely wishes and I hope you continue making people's day with my work ♡

This request is.... So classic. *chef kiss* I love good ol classics ♡ I'll go with high school AU instead of college because of the plot I have in mind. ^3^

AU: High School Characters: Nozel Silva x F! reader TW: slight angst, unchecked, vulgarities. This is long ass for Aine's standards. It should be divided into chapters but I'm lazy so..

*SLAM*

You closed your locker door after getting your books for the next lesson. The hallway went silent.

Opps. Did I slam it too hard?

You turned around to look at everyone's reaction, hoping to not get the weird looks.

But you met eye to eye with Nozel Silva. His face seemed to forever be in a scowl but the girls were all squealing over him. You'll never know what they see in him.

Nozel's eye darted away from you like you were some sort of diseases that made his eye hurt. And you simply rolled your eye.

"Acting all high and mighty just cause he's rich and studies well, lmao" you said sarcastically as you leaned against your locker and crossed your arm.

Nozel's eyebrows twitched a little as he heard your comment. He turned his head back a little to glare at you, both of you scowling at each other.

Your bestie, Vanessa pulled you away, whisper-shouting at you, "let's just go, y/n!"

Both Nozel and you didn't start off this way. You both never bothered about each other's existence at the start of the year, but because both you and Nozel were the top student of the cohort, you were always 'fighting' over the first position.

There can only be one number 1 and that person will get the scholarship to get in Clover College, the prestigious college of your area.

Whenever you took the top in the test, Nozel would give a frown like someone owed him money. He was also always acting cool and confident, like money could resolve all his problems. Well, it could really resolve 99% of your problems but.. you just didn't like his stuck up behaviour AND you really needed the scholarship so you both became "rivals" somehow.

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"I dont understand why does he need to vie for this position with me? He's bloody rich so he doesn't need the scholarship to get in??" You stretched yourself to get ready for PE class later than evening.

"Well, it's like an honourable thing for the family name," Nebra sat beside you and sighed, "he's pushing himself a lot, that brother of mine, but he really doesn't mean any harm. We get it from him sometimes too."

In Silver Eagles High School, certain lessons were mixed between the different levels, example cooking, PE or art lessons, so you got to be in the same class as Nebra, Nozel's younger sister. Somehow, you both got along despite you and her brother's rivalry.

"Well, if he treats you guys this way as well then it's not about the family name" you lifted your hand in an inverted coma, "it's just his ego?"

Nebra giggled, "oh y/n, you're the only girl I've seen that talks about my brother this way."

Nebra liked you. You were real and down to earth and you really worked hard for everything that you got. And you were the only one that doesn't squeal over her brother.

Most girls that liked Nozel were only because they liked his looks or his money. But thankfully, Nozel doesn't give them more than a second glance because he was very focused on his academics and his sport, archery.

He was also the teacher's favourite because he's smart and responsible and always brought back Medals in Archery. He was indeed the Model student.

But you were not bad yourself, you always excelled in academics and you were on the school's volleyball team with Nebra and Vanessa, except that it was a team sport so you were not as recognised as Nozel.

Nebra often thought that you and her brother would be a lovely match if it weren't for the both of you fighting over the top position. Well, one can only imagine, Nebra thought to herself.

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"oi, y/n~" Josh came to your desk, "could you like, teach me how to do homework?"

"How do I teach you if you don't even come to class?" you gave him a stoic expression.

Josh was the school's hockey team MVP. He was great at his sports and was also another ladies' favourite but he always skipped class. He always used his Hockey trainings as an excuse like he was tired or injured etc and the teacher's had no choice. But his academic results were a disaster.

"Hey now, give me a break will ya, training has been killing me, at least let me study your homework then?"

"You mean copy?" you raised a brow

"No~ don't say it like that.." Josh gave you a sheepish smile, "I thought a pretty face like you would be nice too"

"Give me a break, Josh" you rolled your eyes at him.

"being a brag just cause you're top in class?" Josh started to speak sarcastically and his friends sniggered.

You ignored him but he grabbed your bag, "eh eh pretty face, better not be too proud yeah? Sharing is caring"

You struggled against him, but he was huge and strong, so your efforts were futile.

A hand smacked Josh's arm, causing the Hockey player to let go of his grip on you.

"What a disgrace, bullying a girl." Nozel gave Josh a look of disgust as he walked past towards his desk.

"it's none of your business rich boy," Josh glared at him, the other boys squaring Nozel up, but Nozel had his Lackeys back him up too. (well, cause he's rich yknow) Both staring down each other.

"It's none of my business but I'm trying to study here and you're bothering me."

Josh knew that he could not offend Nozel. The Silvas were very authoritative and had great influence in the country. Once, someone tried to beat Nozel up in Middle school, but not only did Nozel know self defence, that guy got expelled and hearsay that no school in the country accepted him after.

Josh stomped off in a huff, "I'll remember this Silva. You better watch out y/n."

"What a waste of my time," Nozel Muttered when he left.

You pursed your lips. You hated to owe him but you did. "Thanks."

Nozel took one glance at you and he went back to his desk, completing his homework.

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You sprained your ankle at volleyball training, you could barely walk, so Nebra offered to give you a ride home after training, since she had a chauffeur come get her.

But as the door opened, Nozel was seated inside. You both stared at each other, the tension rising again.

"Are we some kind of hitch service now?" Nozel spoke coldly.

"It's fine, Nebra, I can just-"

Before you could finish, Nebra held your hand and sat into the car.

"She's injured, brother, anyway her house is on the way, move over a little." Nebra nudged her brother into the car so you had space to sit in the Bently too. Well it was spacious so there was more than enough space.

Nozel let out a small "tsk" but he remained silent as he leaned back and closed his eyes, tired from a day of archery training.

You and Nebra ignored Nozel and made small little chats about the day as you guided the driver to your home. Soon enough, you reached your place.

"Your house looks cute and cozy just from the outside, y/n!" Nebra looked at your little home.

"Come by one day, my mom is a pretty good baker," you beamed at her and thanked her and the chauffeur for sending you back.

"You friend has good manners, young lady Nebra." The chauffeur commented, which Nebra agreed.

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You were late for school the next day. You had trouble sleeping at night because of the pain in your foot and you didn't have time to see a proper doctor yet, so you put on a guard and waddled as fast as you can to school.

The lecture already started when you arrived, and you mumbled a "sorry" to your lecturer. There was not much seats left and you just scrambled into the nearest available seat.

You already felt a cold vibe coming from beside you and you glanced to your side, mentally cursing yourself for choosing such a seat. A seat beside Nozel Silva.

fuck it, you thought to yourself and quickly took out your notes and tried to figure out where the lecturer was at.

You flipped back on forth, until a page was shoved beside you, showing you the slide the class was at at that moment.

You looked up at Nozel, his eyes was focused on the lecture in front. You've never been this close to him before, and you noticed his lavender eyes, a hint softer than Nebra's and you thought that they were really pretty. Even prettier than Nebra's, you would say.

You shook off your weird thoughts and whispered "thank you" to him. To which he just nodded.

The bell rang, signifying the lunch break and everyone quickly packed and scooted out of the lecture hall.

Because you had some things to catch up on from missing 30 mins of class, you were still scribbling in your notes. You tried to quickly pack up so you could head to the front to ask the lecturer about some questions you had, but someone knocked into you, spilling the contents of your bag onto the floor.

Said person ran out of the hall, mumbling a "sorry", leaving you picking up everything amongst the crazy stampede of humans leaving the room.

Someone bent down, helping you to pick up your notes and stuff. You looked up, about to thank the person and it was Nozel Silva. You were so surprised and shocked when he handed you your file with all the notes inside picked up and slotted nicely.

Now you were looking at him close up, face to face. His face was flawless. What does this guy eat? His features were pretty nice, he had a pointed nose and chiseled jaw line, you kinda understand why many girls fell for his looks.

"T-thank you," you stuttered upon realising you might have been looking at him a little too long. You took your things and turn to head towards the lecturer, but he was long gone.

You let out a sigh. What a morning.

Nozel handed you something. It was his notes from today's lecture, "pass it to Nebra when you're done." and he walked off without another word.

You swore your heart did a little skip at that moment and your perspective of him started to change a little.

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"Tell Nozel Thank you for me," you returned the notes to Nebra at the next training. You passed some muffins to her as well. "From my mom, for you guys for sending me home and helping me out!"

"I can't believe my brother lent you his notes" Nebra wriggled her brows at you.

"Well, maybe he knew why I was late, since you guys sent me home the other day and he decided to show some mercy." you laughed.

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The next day, you were walking to class with Vanessa and you saw Nozel from afar, coming towards your direction, your heart thumped a little faster thinking about what you were going to say to him.

Should I say hello, or ask about the muffins, or thank him again for his notes.

"Nebra is sick from eating your stupid muffins." he glared at you, "what did you put in them?"

You were flabbergasted and was totally caught off guard.

"What?" you managed to squeak out.

"Tsk, can't talk now?" he was more annoyed now.

"I-is she ok??"

"The doctors came to look at her this morning and gave her some painkillers, she was vomiting the entire night."

"Is everyone else okay?"

"Only she ate your muffins. Thank god I didn't eat that cheap thing." he shook his head.

"Hey, don't be rude, Nozel, obviously y/n didn't mean it??" Vanessa stepped in front of you.

Your chest was in pain. It felt like a dagger was being stabbed straight into your heart multiple times. He didn't even try the muffins, he thought it was cheap and Nebra was sick.

You didn't know how to feel. You felt genuinely bad and worried for your friend and you were hurt that the muffins you helped your mom made were being insulted this way.

For the past week, you really thought differently of Nozel. You thought that he wasn't that bad of a person and you were excited to see him again.

You didn't even realise you were crying until your vision turned blur.

"I'm s-sorry." you lowered your head and looked at your feet, not wanting him to see your tears fall.

But he did. He was dumbfounded and panic stricken when he saw the tears form in your eyes. He didn't mean to make you cry... He pursed his lips, unsure of what to say now. He mentally chided himself for using such harsh words towards you.

He was just mad and worried about Nebra and the year end exams were coming up, she couldn't afford to miss any classes.

"you happy now, Nozel?" Vanessa held you and chided Nozel, "do you rich people have no manners?"

Instead of apologising like he should, he coward away, turning his heels and walking off.

When he turned his back on you and left, your heart shattered.

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For the next few weeks, you always avoided Nozel and you didn't even look him in the eye. Although Nebra was already better, but you didn't know how to face Nozel after what he said.

You really thought that he was a good guy afterall, only to be proven otherwise when he insulted you and your mom's muffins. But you couldn't really argue much, since it was a fact that Nebra did get a tummy upset after eating your muffins. You could only feel dejection and disappointment.

The finals were around the corner and everyone was more focused on school. You worked your ass off, studying day and night endlessly, hoping to get that scholarship and getting into clover college.

Nozel sees you in school very often. Since the both of you were the top students, you both hung around school to study very often. There were many times where there was not much people in school anymore and both bumped into each other.

There was always a tension and awkwardness in the air. Nozel didn't know what to say; he regretted the words the moment it came out from his mouth.

Truth to be told, he admired your spirit. Not many people could be this determined and disciplined. You were always kind to teach your other friends patiently while he would always lose his patience.

You were popular amongst your friends, but he knew that many around him were just interested in his wealth. He lowkey wanted to be friends with you but he didn't knew how to ask. And ever since that incident, you wouldn't even give him so much as a glance. And it actually broke his heart a little.

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"Nozel,"Solid, Nozel's younger brother, came to him one day, "I've got news you might want to hear about."

"What?" Nozel was still deeply concentrated on his work in front of him, he was studying like a machine these days, pushing himself for the final lap.

"One of Josh's lackeys fell out with him,"

"I'm not interested."

"that's not the point-"

"then get to the point." Nozel cut him off.

"I'm getting to it! Anyway he told someone that he put something in y/n's muffins."

Upon hearing your name, his ears perked up and started listening to the conversation. "what muffins?" he pretended to not remember, but he knew exactly what his brother was talking about.

"The one y/n gave to Nebra! Josh wanted payback for the other day when you embarrassed him. He thought you were gonna eat them, but he put some constipation meds in there.."

Nozel stared a hole in the younger Silva, "evidence?"

"Well it was awhile ago so we can only take his word for it. So technically we can't really report him or shit." he shrugged, "I just thought you wanted to know, since you scolded y/n about it..."

Solid zipped up his lips when he saw the tone in Nozel's face change. If looks could kill, he felt that he would have been murdered by Nozel.

Nozel Silva seldom felt regret. But now he was haunted by it. He already felt bad for his harsh use of words and now he felt like he was being kicked in the gut a thousand times.

He never thought of himself as dumb until today. He wanted to apologise to you but he had no idea how to.

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"Nebra," Nozel came to his sister's room that very day and told her everything that happened.

"I can't believe you said that to y/n!" Nebra gave her brother a look of disgust.

"she didn't tell you?"

"no? she only said that she heard I had a tummy upset and she felt bad and apologised to me."

Nozel felt more pangs of regret hitting his chest. It really felt like getting smacked in the head with a frying pan. You're really an angel through and through.

"I'll apologise. Let me know what she likes."

"Yeah brother, you deal with y/n and your studies and I'll deal with that Josh guy... How dare he do that.." Solid cracked his fingers.

"I'll help you!" Nebra nodded at her brother.

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A cake box with a beautiful red ribbon was placed on your desk the next day. You looked up at the gifter. It was Nozel. His face was slightly awkward and his ear tips were red.

"s-sorry about the other day" the Silva coughed out.

Your heart thumped in your chest, you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks. Even though you told yourself you were mad at him, you couldn't help but feel the butterflies at this moment.

"It wasn't your muffins, it was Josh." Nozel told you everything that Solid told him.

"I can't believe that idiot!!" you furrowed your brows, "how can he do such a thing!"

"we'll deal with him. don't worry." Nozel nodded to you and your heart skipped a beat. He was so suave and cool, you felt your face reddening and you had to purse your lips to not smile.

"h-how?"

"Nothing a little money cannot solve.."

"geez, you rich people... I can never understand.." you gave a little laugh, to Nozel's surprise. It was the first time in 3 years you laughed in front of him. And you looked kinda... cute.

*cough cough* Nozel tried to cough away his oncoming blush and he quickly excused himself.

You opened up the cake box and noticed a little card inside.

y/n: sorry for using those harsh words at you. They don't hold any meaning or malice. My apologies for wronging you and your muffins. All the best for the finals and have ample rest and water. Nozel.

You couldn't help but smile gleefully at the beautifully handwritten card. Even his handwriting was graceful and neat. What else can this Nozel not do?

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It was getting late on a school day and it was just one week to the finals. You were studying alone in the library, your study buddies already calling it a day.

"Still not done for the day?"

You looked up. Nozel took a seat beside you.

"Just finishing up the l last few chapters, you?" you gave him a shy smile, ever since that day, you both would smile at each other or give little nods when you saw each other.

Some days you both could sit beside one another in lectures or class. The people around you were shocked.

"I'm done actually, but I can wait for you. It's getting late and there's no one here."

"Oh no it's fine-" you tried to wave him off but he was already opening one of his notes.

You threw in the towel at 9pm.

"I'll send you back, it's on the way." Nozel insisted. His chauffeur was already waiting at the school gates with their Bently. "You can rest abit in the car. It's what I usually do."

You wanted to protest but you were extremely exhausted from a full day of studying. So you hopped onto the Bently.

"All the best for the finals, y/n." Nozel gave you a smile. He looked really handsome even under the dim lights of the car.

"you should smile more," you blurted out.

You both stared at each other wide eyed, the heat in the car rising.

"T-thanks for the trip back!!" you quickly got out of the car.

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You got finals done and dusted. You felt a huge rock thrown off your back. You were finally free! It was time to focus on the upcoming spring sports tournament.

You focused on your volleyball and Nozel focused on his archery. You thought about him a lot actually. But since there was no more school, you saw him lesser.

Only during days where your practice was on the same day and you would bump into him or see him when he waited for Nebra.

Nozel too, wanted to talk to you. But he had no idea how to and your common topic was studying, which you no longer needed to do right now. He felt a little sad on some days and he found himself thinking about you a lot more.

He started to make excuses to come see Nebra at training, so he could steal a glimpse of you.

When you played volleyball, you looked so cool and sexy. He started to ask Nebra more about the sport, so he could understand you a little more.

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The results for the finals came out. Nozel took the top place and he got the scholarship. You couldn't help but feel disappointed but you were truly happy for Nozel. He had studied hard and he was really, really smart.

Well, now you had to go home and think of a way to raise the money to even pay for Clover College. Maybe you could take up a summer job or some sorts.. Or borrow money..

"y/n." a familiar voice was heard.

"Nozel, congrats!" you beamed at him.

"T-thanks." a small blush crept onto Nozel's cheeks. "I don't need the money from the scholarship."

"uh-huh. of course you don't-"

"I'll give you the money." Nozel said before you can finish whatever you wanted to say.

"Scholarships don't work this way, dummy," you giggled.

"I know, I already have the money for college. So since I'm getting in via scholarship, I'll give you the money. You deserve to be in Clover College and I'm 100% sure you'll get in."

"wha- why? You don't have to. I can't accept this."

"You don't have to accept but it'll be a pity to not be able to study in a good school because you don't have the funds."

"I- I can work part time and raise the money!"

"Take it as thanks for always taking care of Nebra. Or for wronging you about the muffins. Or that I'm sharing this scholarship with you. Or that I just want to continue to be in the same college as you and study alongside you." Nozel blurted out.

You stared at him, his face turning into a tomato after his confession. You mouth was agape and you had no idea what to say. You heart was going at a thousand miles an hour.

"Will you go out with me, y/n?" Nozel spoke softly, keeping it between the both of you. "I do think that I'm in love with you."

You finally understood what it felt like when they say your heart is melting. You felt like the luckiest girl at that moment. The Nozel Silva is in love with you?? The perfect, the 10/10, the guy that every girl wants to have but he doesn't even give them a second glance is now staring at you like you're the most beautiful thing he's seen.

You took a step forward and wrapped your arms around his neck, enveloping him in a hug. It never felt so right before, at that moment, both your arms wrapped around each other. Why didn't you both realise this before? That you were this perfect for each other?

"Yes, Nozel. I think I'm in love too." you said into the crook of his neck.

Thank god you were hugging him so you couldn't see him smiling goofily with his face all red. "I promise to take care of you, y/n."

SOME EXTRAS SINCE THERE'S TWO PERSON REQUESTING THIS:

College! Nozel Silva x F! reader HCS:

So you two are in the same school and you two are like super glued together. Besides playing your sports and being in different classes, you both were practically together all the time.

People thought that you would get tired eventually, but no. Power couple Nozel & y/n is strong.

Boy always waits for you to end your trainings and he carries your bags for you.

You both go to each other's games. First thing after every game is a kiss.

He's still Mr Perfect but he's not so high and mighty with you by his side. You're teaching him to be humble.

He spoils you rotten. Hey, he's rich so..

Mama Acier loves you! You stay over at their place so often and mama Acier spoils you rotten too. Nebra is over the moon about you being her brother's girlfriend and she thinks nobody else is more suited.

He gets grumpy when you go work at your part time job. You insist on paying him whatever you can for his money for college. But he takes the money and buys you gifts or bring you to eat instead.

Whenever you both argued he would still send you good morning and good night text messages. Even if you ignored him, he'll still text you about his day and stuff.

If you ignored him for too long, prepared for the bently to pull up to where ever you are and you'll be pulled in.

Whenever you both are at the movies it turns out into a make out session. Sometimes you miss the movie so he buys another round of tickets again.

He proposed to you on the day of your graduation.

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polychaeteworm · 8 months

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Here it is, the long awaited pin post (will be edited later)

If I have followed you and you are a dark/horror/goth/traumacore or Saltburn blog, it was @neurotheascars that hit the follow button.

(currently only on mobile)

Hello I'm Orn, I'm the alien system host of a 31 year old human body with 8 alters inside, this is just my blog though. I'm a mixed media artist and I know more mediums then I can remember to count. I give advice compulsively so if you have a weird art supply question my inbox is open and anons are on. I know all about glue, polymer, proper glitter use, and UV colors.

Aro/ace-spec, into men as a man and women as a women.

I'm also a green wizard and I've been doing weird art based magic for about 11 years

On this blog you'll find a nice mixed bag of the following: Precambrian explosion and Paleo fun, speculative biology, green magic and experimental occult content, 420 weed posting, plants, pendantic info dumps, artwork(both mine and not), web 1.0 tech nostalgia and autism/did/disability content!

I was formally diagnosed with the demand avoidant flavor of ASD when I was 7 and can't live alone but remain very independent in spite of my support needs. I have lots of trouble wording things and as an alter I've become hyper verbal out of a fear of being misinterpreted. ABA therapy abused my system into having a pretty convincing mask so Sorry Not Sorry but I am a living breathing wall of text in this space.

Other bs I deal with- DID, hypermobility, fibromyalgia, dyspraxia, low vision/legal blindness, irlen syndrome, complex synesthesia, hyperphantasia, and really uncontrolled maladaptive daydreaming

I grow cannabis in a legal state and use it to treat my various issues.

I am posic and objectum about plants and old technology and that is liable to come out a lot on this blog. I currently have a courting/platonic relationship with a Philodendron Solleum Named Basaran and a committed platonic partnership with a large MFC office printer named Leviathan. I've had several committed romantic relationships with older computers, but currently don't have an alive and well computer partner.

Other blogs I'm connected to:

My irl human(dog) partner is @guromechanical TW: don't go here if you're not fucked in the head 18+

@neurotheascars Saira's side blog, trauma holding alter, goth aesthetics and vent posts. TW for traumacore, unreality and blood/SH specifically. If you are a Saltburn, traumacore, or otherwise dark gothic blog it is most likely Saira that has followed you.

If Saira is co-fronting or informing a post here, it will be tagged with ⚔️

Saira has more severe difficulty with communicating and needs a bit more patience than me.

Finally:

Some things about interacting with me:

I sometimes struggle to reply to people in a timely manner, but you can always poke me for a response.

I never ask bad faith questions or make bad faith assumptions. I'm a safe person to talk to if you struggle to understand language because I have alters that struggle like that. If I'm not understanding something, an analogy usually helps.

I practice kindness and I will match your energy. I am a high empathy autistic and this means the worst name I'm gonna call anyone is an asshole and asshole is a title that is temporary and fleeting because even the humans I hate are humans who are alive and make mistakes. I dislike making people feel bad so I do not hurl insults. If you give me anon hate I'm just gonna wish you well. Anger is born of pain, even if misplaced. I receive rage like a wall, so don't bruise your fists on me please.

I try not to follow minors but if I have followed you for any reason and you don't want me to follow you just lemme know and I'll comply. No issues.

I prefer minors to not follow me, but reblogging @ing, hearting, ect is totally fine.

#pinned post #about #orn rambles

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tiredmamaissy · 1 year

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So in your books I know the fem characters have heat cycles which is ovulation but do they actually menstruate. Also what happens if a fem character is in heat while dating her bf but they aren’t mated yet?

(I’m curious because I’m a writer and I want to include the theory in my book)

Oh my goodness I’m so sorry I’m just answering this. I didn’t see it! 😭😭😭 but I’m here now 🫡 thank you for asking btw! And I just want to preface this by saying this is all in my head and a theory I’ve made up:

Tw: period/heat talk?

1. So I did kind of answer this already in a previous ask but I’d classify them as mammals that reabsorb their lining rather than bleed it out! So no they wouldn’t menstruate after experiencing estrus

2. If they’re not mated yet and she goes into heat I’d say it’s likely they will mate, or they’ll just engage in coitus (sex lol). Simply because they are under the influence of their cycle/primal urges to procreate. And whilst they’re mutually inclusive (i.e. occur at the same time - mating & sex) they don’t necessarily always have to occur at the same time, every time. So you can have sex, without being mated and without making tsaheylu. And you can mate, make tsaheylu and not have sex. But having sex and making the bond at the same time would be the standard

I hope I explained this well 😭 my brain kinda isn’t braining tonight! Lemme know if you need me to clarify anything or if you have any other questions 🫶🏼also tag me! Would love to read it

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antspaul · 6 months

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I saw your post about good long form fics, have you got any recommendations? I really don’t care about fandom, tv shows, rpf, films, anything goes. I really need something good and long to read 💗

wow omg lemme see if i can point you towards something good!

i've tried to link fic that is completed & 30k+ here. a decent amount of bandom because that's where i lived for the past few years (and you might recognize a few if that's why you follow me), but some fics i've read more recently, too, and a few that i latched onto when i was younger for good measure.

some of these fics are a bit dark (as longfic that sticks with me tends to be) so definitely heed the tags.

Unholyverse by Bexless - MCR RPF, frank/gerard, really a MUST read. Frank Iero gets stigmata, gerard is his priest, bandom/frerard classic - but more importantly, just a really well put-together story with lots of suspense and some wonderful character writing. this fic single-handedly triggered my mcr hyperfixation.

Spice by eimo - Star Trek, Kirk/Spock, Spock and Kirk essentially torture themselves and each other for 250k+ of the most gorgeous, nuanced character writing i've ever read. It mostly centers around the end of the 5 year mission moving into the Motion Picture, but I think that you'd be able to read and enjoy without in-depth star trek knowledge.

Don't Look Down by lilbluednacer - Teen Wolf, stiles/lydia, ballet AU. Lydia is a high performing ballerina with control issues, Stiles is the townie who she doesn't want to develop feelings for. a really, really thorough examination of someone who's very sick but doesn't realize it at all. major ED tw here.

the More Man Than You series by cooper_west - Captain America AU, there are ships but it's mostly steve-centric. i'm a historian of the urban early 20th century, and this fic is so so so so so well-researched. such love and respect for the 1930s and 40s in this fic that i will always recommend it.

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya - Yuri on Ice, Viktor/Yuuri (obvi), a fic that i really loved in high school that has stuck with me since! a rivals au, really interesting canon divergence.

No Future In Our Dreaming by prophetic - mcr rpf, frank/gerard with past frank/ray, 70s punk au with a lot of inspiration taken from giovanni's room, genuinely one of the best fics I have ever read. I'd consider it frank character study more than ship fic, though his relationship with gerard and his sexuality are obviously central to the fic. such a beautifully crafted setting. some of the most beautiful, poignant prose i've ever read period, much less in a fanfiction. READ THIS FIC! definitely not necessary to know the characters ahead of time.

Secure the Bag by lordsanga - men's football rpf (as in soccer), eric dier/dele alli, really sweet but profound au where dele is eric's plug written by lordsanga, who is probably my favorite fic writer right now. She has a gift for really funny and really gorgeous prose & pitch perfect character voice. the kind of fic i want to write.

Anyways, that's all from me! lmk if you read any of these fics and enjoy them anon <3

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whysodelirious08 · 2 years

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He ain't like the rest

- A Eddie Munson x OC Danny (Autistic) short story

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x OC Danny (Autistic)

Summary: a cute friendship with some angst and a twist.

Genre: Fluff, angst, minor friendly

TW: Swearing, Slurs (retard), autism.

Word Count: 3k

A/N: Hi! Hope you like this little story. As always I can add onto this story with another part. Just wanted to show some Autism Visibility for those who don't see it very often. I can make a E.M x Autistic Reader if you guys want.

(Please comment if you liked it! I'd really appreciate feedback. As well as any interaction with this post it's appreciated!)

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Danny POV:

"Yo Danny! Wait up!" Daniel heard as he started toward the woods. A heady set of footsteps behind him before he saw the white shoes next to his own. His eyes were on the ground, almost always when he was walking. Unless he was totally alone, he rarely looked up unless he needed to; for crossing the road and such.

"Hey-" the metal head said slightly out of breath from having to jog over. He spoke to Danny normally though knew to expect no vocal reply. The two had known each other for years yet no one knew that, Danny was home-schooled while Eddie studied at Hawkins High. The two never hung out in town either; no shops, no busy places, no where anyone would recognised Eddie. DNny just stayed to the woods, the long forgotten playground and his own house. The places where no one ever was. Other than his family and sometimes Eddie; like in this instance.

"It's been a while. Thought you had left town or somethin" Eddie commented as he followed Danny through the set of trees where a path was starting for form after Danny's daily visits. Danny looked over only for a second, only enough to show he was listening before he carried on. He hummed in response, a rare thing.

"So uh- did you get all your exam shit done? Heard you had to go into school to sit it. Must've been tough. All that noise and people expecting you to actually talk" Eddie chuckled and Danny nodded in agreement to all of what was stated. You see, Eddie did the talking, Danny listened and nodded. That's how it always had been.

Danny hated crowds, noise, new things which included unfamiliar food and drink, he dislikes too many lights, the buzzing from the fridge which he could hear from his bedroom. He struggled to understand social queues and sometimes sarcasm, he couldn't get his head around unsaid rules and unspoken agreements. He needed things to be stated, made obvious. For instructions even if it was something others could just know to do or took initiative to do. He couldn't. If someone needed Danny to do something, they'd need to spell it out or else he wouldn't do it or stand there like a lemon. Eddie knew all this. Eddie was the only one who accepted Danny and his quirks, who tried to understand him. This included Danny's parents, they and Eddie were the only ones who knew Danny.

"What's today adventure? Trolls? Elves? Dragons? Oh! Maybe...werewolves?" Eddie suggested, his hands moving whimsically as he smiled, trying to guess what Danny was up to this time. Danny shook his head and stopped, moving to pull a large book out from his backpack, a bird book with lots of tags where Danny had been researching, clearly a new interest taking over his life.

"Birds? No mystical adventure today? Shame! I needed some inspiration for a campaign" Eddie chuckled before looking over Danny's shoulder while Danny pointed to a bird he was searching for which would explain the binoculars that hung around his neck.

"Here. Lemme try and find it!" Eddie said and took the binoculars off Danny and held them to his eyes every now and then while they walked. Once spotted he flapped a hand around to try and find Danny and get their attention before handing them the bonus to see.

"Finally! I thought we wouldn't find it!" Eddie explained and watched as Danny pulled away from the boot that Eddie was holding, bouncing a little while humming quite loudly, clearly very happy at Eddie's find. Eddie wouldn't admit it but he lived for the moments he saw Danny like this, happy in his own kind of way. Happy in a way that others usually called him weird for. The bouncing, the hand flapping, the happy hums and squels. Those noises were the most vocal responses anyone would get from Danny.

The day carried on like that. One bird, one rock, one leaf find after another. One happy sound after another, Eddie didn't mind spending his days like this when he was able to hunt Danny down. Usually Danny walked the woods for hours, deep into the woods that most wouldn't even dare to go but Eddie was always fascinated by how well Danny knew the place. After heading back to Danny's, the two found comfort in cups of hot chocolate and some old documentary Danny loved. Of course Eddie had seen this same documentary nearly twenty times before but watching the same things over and over again was comforting for Danny which Eddie understood.

They were at home for no more than an hour before Danny's mother walked through the door, coming home from work, her hair a tangled mess and her face showed how tired she was but she still smiled upon seeing the two boys cosied up on the couch like they had always done since they were kids.

Eddie POV:

"Evening boys. Eddie, good to see you again. Come, we need to chat. Tell me how you've been" Mary smiled softly, something Eddie found comfort in. Mary was the comforting female figure he had so needed as a child, she took him in like her own whenever he came over to hang out with Danny, something he was forever thankful for. Eddie watched from the couch as she placed her bag on the counter and shrugged her coat off, bringing the cool October air in with her. Eddie pulled himself up and moved into the kitchen which was open plan and attached to the living room. He emptied the last of the hot chocolate into the sink and washed it away as well as the cup before setting it aside.

"It's been alright, I guess. I'm gunna graduate this year so I've been tryin to get good grades. Who knows knew school was so hard" he laughed as he looked in the cupboards but ended up just pulling some soup out and a pan, emptying the contents out and adding some water since it was a concentrated soup.

"Oh love, you don't have to do that for me. I can do it. And if you're struggling just ask Danny, he's got load of experience. He's much better than me at all the subjects. He doesn't even need a tutor anymore. Thank god" she smiled, saying "thank god" under her breath so Danny didn't hear. It was saving them a fortune to not have a tutor since Danny was pretty good at most subjects when left to work it out in his own way. Eddie shook his head, continuing to sort dinner out for her.

"It's the least I can do after how you've helped me out over the years, Mrs P" Eddie smiled and stirred the soup while the bread was toasting.

"Well it was the least I could have done after you looked after Danny for me. You know what the other kids are like. Even now" she sighed a little and lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag followed by a small sigh of relief.

"Yeah…yeah." Eddie knew. Eddie knew all too well how mean the other kids were, to Danny. To himself. Eddie was the freak of Hawkins High. He was just thankful they didn't look into Danny too much. Everyone in town knew who Danny was, they just never saw him. Danny was the retarded kid and the only child of Mary and James Pennington. He hated that word, especially agaisnt Danny because Danny was one of the smartest people Eddie knew. Maybe not in social skills but hell, if you needed something fixed, Danny could figure it out. With that said, James was never home. Danny's father worked away a lot on the fishing boat, he was gone most parts of the year and despite their distant relationship, James and Danny had a close bond.

"Hey…I know the kids aren't exactly nice to you either. You know I'm always here or you can come see me at work if it's urgent and you can't get ahold of your uncle. You have me. And Danny. And James when he's in town. Don't forget to ask us when you need to." Mary comforted with a rub on Eddie's back while Eddie just nodded and gave a weak smile, moving to dish the soup and toast up.

"Here…I should get going. My uncle tends to worry" Eddie smiled, giving a quick hug before heading over to Danny and kneeling down, knowing Danny wouldn't look at him.

"Hey…I'm off dude. Maybe you can he brave and we can go get some Halloween costumes tomorrow. We don't have to go anywhere but I think dressing up for some pictures would be great, yeah?" Eddie smiled, his hand on Danny's lower leg, them being crossed. Danny merely nodded and smiled, he liked being involved and Eddie tried which Danny appreciated. Eddie moved away and grabbed one of the spare coats from the closet since it was cold out now. Knowing he was allowed to borrow whatever he needed. Once on he moved back over to Danny from behind the couch and moved his arm around their head, pressing a kiss into the top of Danny's head, Eddie always liked how soft Danny's hair was, and how it smelled of apples.

"Be good Danny boy. I'll see you tomorrow. Later Mrs P" he called as he headed out the front door and borrowed one of Danny's many bikes. Danny had a hobby of fixing bikes but not knowing what to do after fixing them so they were just gathering against the side of the house. Eddie would probably just claim that bike now,

Danny POV:

Danny knew this and didn't mind when it came to Eddie. His face had reddened at the kiss on the top of his head, bring his mug to his lips to drink the last of hot chocolate. Yes, Danny was different but he was still nineteen, he was able to know his feelings and able consent and be like any other nineteen year old. The only difference was that he didn't like to talk and he had different interests.

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Danny POV:

The morning came and Danny chose to wear a variation of the same outfit he always wore, ever since he was a kid; a sweater, blue straight jeans and converse. That was it. His mother could probably line up matching sets from different age groups of the same outfit from when he was five. It was eight in the morning and he was sat with his usual bowl of Cookie Crisp™. Its had been his favourite cereal since he discovered it in 1978, which was about a year after the cereal launched. The house was never without it since Danny refused to eat anything else other than maybe toast on the odd occasion. His eyes were glued on the TV screen, cartoons dancing around in black and white, not minding the rerun of the show. His mother was getting ready to leave, rummaging in her purse before setting a twenty down on the counter. This was more than enough but he knew she always gave him more than he needed incase he and Eddie went out to eat too.

Danny waved without looking over as his mother left. He heard Eddie walk in not ten minutes later and scrape his boots off outside before stepping in.

"Hey you ready? Oh you're still eating. Alright I guess I'll eat too" Danny heard Eddie comment as he walked over, feeling their hand in his hair, messing it up a little just to be annoying.

"You need a haircut" Eddie's statement earned a grunt in response and that was enough for Danny to see Eddie put his hands up in fake surrender. Danny's eyes soon moved back to his bowl of cereal, starting to eat again. Danny would be lying if he said there were no feelings for Eddie. But he knew better than most that no one, not even Eddie would date a "retarded freak" like him. People treated him like a small child, as if he wasn't nearly an adult with wants, needs and desires. Like he didn't want what other nineteen year old boys wanted. It annoyed him.

He noticed how Eddie sat with his own bowl of Cookie Crisp™, hoping that wasn't the last of the box yet he didn't make any sign of complaint. The two just sat in shared silence.

Danny had been making a good amount of progress when it came to interacting with people, he was able to talk just a little bit more like "yes" and "no". As well as hold eye contact for longer than five seconds, which was harder than talking. If course Danny could talk if he really wanted to, for a short period of time he did speak but after the age of six or seven he slowly just became mute. Mainly after people started to bully him for his monotone voice. He became self conscious though would talk to himself when no one was there, home alone or out in the woods. Danny finished up his breakfast and placed the bowl in the sink, hearing Eddie follow suit.

"Off on a new adventure we go!" Danny heard Eddie half shout, trying to lighten the mood. Danny just smiled and grabbed his coat, pulling it on before feeling Eddie put a knitter hat in his head. Though Danny had to readjust it since he didn't like the feeling of it the way Eddie put it on.

"It's chilly out there. Warm enough?" He heared Eddie ask as they grabbed the house keys and turned the lights off while Danny was getting his shoes on. The two set off on bikes toward town racing each other in fits of laughter until they arrived in town, only to see a group at the entrance of the mall. People from Hawkins High. The popular in particular.

Eddie POV:

"Hey. Don't worry. I'm here. If they say anythin I'll just say somethin back and we move along" Eddie reassured as they parked and chained up their bikes outside the mall. Of course if they could get in unnoticed it would be better. But the pair walked in knowing they had been seen and now followed by the assholes who wanted to prey on them. Eddie noticed how Danny was getting anxious, especially with the crowd. He slung his arm around Danny's neck and pointed to one of the shops.

"How about here? Don't worry. The shops aren't as busy. It's just busy in the walkway" Eddie tried to comfort though he knew the assholes were right behind them. He was trying to weave and dodge through people to loose them. He felt Danny shrug, sighing a little before pushing on toward a store with costumes. Nearly in the shop when he was blocked by the assholes.

"Whoa slow down there freaks. There's no need to be rude. We can get along can't we?" The blonde one said with a horrid smirk.

"Fuck off. We want nothin to do with your pathetic little group." Eddie stated, glancing to Danny and seeing their eyes ok the ground like usual.

"The only pathetic ones here are you two. The freak and the retard. A match made in heaven. Is he your boyfriend Danny?" Blondie asked, Eddie watching as they leaned down to Danny to forcibly make eye contact.

Eddie felt Danny tense up and he grit his teeth a bit. The anger bubbling in his chest. He hated these assholes when they came for him but even Danny was involved? That just made it the times worse.

"Enough asshole! Go fuck one of those slots your have on speed dial" Eddie snapped and dragged Danny away. Trying to calm down as he walked.

"He ain't like the rest. As least I have people who want to fuck me. No one wants the freak or the retard. Disgusting!" Eddie heard blondie say just before they were out of normal talking range.

Danny POV:

That last statement was particularly hurtful for Danny, no one would want him. It just confirmed what he had been thinking over the last few years. His eyes becoming teary and his hands locked tightly together.

Eddie tried to cheer Danny up and Danny was thankful but he honestly just wanted to go home now. This was why he didn't leave his comfort zones. Because of assholes like them. But they got their costumes at least.

"I think you're going to look sick in that wizard costume! We can customise it as much as you want, there's a week until Halloween. And all I need is a blue overalls I'm sure I can borrow a pair from the mechanics for the night" Eddie tried to lighten the mood as they way down the street. Dragging Danny off his bike and into a video rental store to find a movie they could watch tonight. The store was dead empty, not even employees since they didn't really care enough to watch and wait for customers, they'd just come and check in when they heard someone in the store ring the bell at the desk.

"Hey don't worry about what those asshats say. They're just bullies. You're just fine to me" Eddie smiled as the two of them were kneeling down looking at the action movies. Danny nodded and looked to the movies and Eddie did the same.

"Plus I'm sure there's someone out there for you. You're kind and interesting, great listener and you deal with all my school drama shit-" Danny was bearly listening as Eddie spoke and laughed, watching them turn to face him though Danny's face was much closer to Eddie's than it had been a minute before. As with Eddie turning to face Danny, their lips almost touched. Danny noticed how Eddie fell silent, a thick silence falling in the store before Eddie started to lean in before stopping and pulling away.

"Danny I- I'm not…I- don't-" Danny listened to Eddie's stammered words and it eas enough to bring him back to reality. His stomach dropped to the floor and a panic arose in him before he stood suddenly, stepping back while finally looking at Eddie, tears starting to show before he dashed out of the store and onto his bike, struggling to get on and push off for a moment as he hopped down the street on his bike. He took off as Eddie called after him, peddling as fast as he could even if it was reckless since he was on a busy street, he managed to miss every car before turning to head down a small hill, a car coming in ahead wasn't paying attention and swerved in a panic at the sight of Danny, Danny's own breaks being pressed but the force of the sudden stop flung him over the handle bars and into the street…

(Please comment feedback and if you'd like a part 2)

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