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lisamar1exo · 2 years
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a super and a luthor on vacation 🌴💕🌈✨
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cocogum · 29 days
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My honest reactions of episodes 5 and 6 (part 2)
PART 1 : HERE
(‼️ SEASON 4 SPOILERS ‼️)
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Okay I just HAD to devote the full Alibert inn scene from episode 5 here CUZ WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT YUGO GOING BACK TO EMELKA!! I know I already mentioned Chibi and Grougal (as well as the tree Tofu tower) in part 1 but part 2 will basically be about all the rest of the inn scene cuz tumblr couldn’t let me have more than ten images per post (I know the site apparently lets u have more but I always use the phone for it so shush.)
But first, we finally get to see Alibert again after all those years 💕
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Alibert. Sweetie. Baby. You can take care of two (technically four) kids with the addition of a freaking INN, you COOK for the customers, AND, ON TOP OF ALL THAT, you’re the MAYOR of EMELKA, that same place where you run the inn and take care of your adopted sons.
You do much more than just “taking care of an inn”, you got three jobs AND you’re still sane. You’re three in one, a whole package, props to you king. He’s such a boss ass man I love him 💕💕
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NAH MAN
Not these ppl trying to avoid the inflation 😭😭 I don’t blame them tho. I would’ve said the same thing lol.
(Also is the wine a call back to Gustavio? Plz it would be so funny if the reason why Alibert is angry is cuz these ppl are saying how “bad” it is just so the prices can stay the same but also because he’s mad that they’re calling Gustavio’s wine “disgusting” even if they were all just trying to make him not raise the prices!)
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Love how Yugo doesn’t say that same shit to Ruel after all those years of cooking for his ass and never getting anything from him.
Like even the whole Brotherhood calls Ruel a “cheapskate” but the only time where we see Yugo say that same shit is when he says that to his own CUSTOMERS?!?
Gurl bye Yugo’s such a silly little hypocrite!! 😭😭
OMG THE WHOLE FAMILY’S BACK TOGETHER!!
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Adamaï get your stupid lizard ass over here.
It’s been so long since I’ve seen these two just laughing and hugging like this 💕💕💕
Also, Ankama tried being very slick with Az and his wife.
Nah cuz how can you not see these two and not think about Yugo and Amalia?? Does the thought never come to mind or what??
They literally give off the same energy, how did no one say anything before???!!?
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THESE LITTLE TOFUS ARE OBVIOUSLY A SILLY PARALLEL TO THESE TWO AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE.
Okay now the next part of the Alibert inn scene is very important to me so listen.
Recently, I came scrolling on @moths-are-better’s recent posts about Yugo and I came up on the one where he drinks the “milk” that was in the cup in the scene below.
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But like-
@moths-are-better STOP LYING TO YOURSELF THIS IS CLEARLY WINE!!!
Look at all the other people drinking in the inn before they left: they all had that same kind of cup, insinuating that they were drinking wine (and also cuz they confirmed it was wine while trying to avoid any possible future inflations with Alibert).
I just love how Ankama deliberately shows us small scenes like this to remind us that Yugo can do adult things even though he looks like a kid. Because THIS is one of those scenes! Just look at how Alibert quietly pulls the cup of wine away from Yugo as soon as the guy starts ranting about his problems.
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That’s clearly not milk lol I just love your delusions @moths-are-better 💕💕
But not only did this scene made me realize that nothing can stop Yugo from doing adult things despite how he looks, it also helped me realize that Yugo is the type to only drink when he’s having problems. We clearly see him about to drink more while ranting to Alibert before he carefully pulls the wine away from Yugo cuz he KNOWS Yugo would drink more just for that.
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That level of attention to detail is amazing and I’m so glad I managed to catch up to the hints early on.
Alibert be looking like Yugo’s bartender AND therapist in just that moment alone lol
Ngl I would’ve loved to see a drunk Yugo if he had been able to drink more before Alibert intervened.
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‼️ EVERYONE ‼️
👏 BE👏 LIKE 👏 ALIBERT 👏 ❤️❤️
This is making me wanna have kids too man….
His caring and calming attitude towards Yugo and the way he just treats him, cares for him, and acts like a responsible parent during all these years really makes me wanna do the same thing someday. Alibert is so good at his job(s) that he’s even beating a freaking goddess. Let that sink in. (actually any good parent like Alibert would beat the Eliatrope goddess’ parenting easily lol)
Alibert is genuinely so sweet, patient, thoughtful, and understanding of Yugo. Like even though he just heard Yugo say he finally found his true family, Alibert doesn’t take his words as insults and would rather just let him spill out all of his words to him.
When I said I missed these two like this, I really meant it. This inn is not only where Yugo was raised in but it’s also Yugo’s comfort place.
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My ass knows this is foreshadowing.
It just knows.
Older Yugo where u at? We need to talk.
Ankama’s gonna ruin this family and laugh about it while eating some croissants.
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koffeewife · 6 months
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SHURI X JAMAICAN READER
Summary: A night out at the club takes a bit of a turn when y/n’s favorite song comes on and she starts drunkenly singing it to shuri , it’s the songs unique lyrics that takes shuri over the edge…
Warnings: tipsy reader, high reader, high shuri, implies smut (I’m too scared I’ll ruin it if I write smut lol)
(A/N: post writing this I am just gonna say hats off to all the writers on this platform because it is so fucking hard to translate an idea into a flowing story and I think this is the first and last time I try to do so 😭)
Soooo I’ve been on tumblr for a while reading and interacting but I never dared to write anything..but THIS scenario played out so nice while I was driving and smoking. This song was playing and it started from there you can listen to it but idk if it’ll actually go with the story so the choice is yours. If this is shit tell me immediately I’ll take it down and stfu forever 😭🫶🏾
I don’t plan on translating the patois in the dialog but if it’s necessary pls lmk and I’ll add it !
…here we go🫣 *inhales*
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1:00AM at the club was your favorite time because the normal DJ switched out for a Jamaican one. Who so happens to be your favorite cousin.
You and Shuri decided to go out together to get some drinks in a more social environment rather than staying in like you had for the last year. Getting tired of hearing the complaints that “ Y/N put a spell on our Queen” or better yet “The Queen is pussy whipped” This was the perfect place to show face and vibe discreetly.
You made the final lick to seal your third blunt of the night. The bass in the club going hard to ‘The Harder They Fall’ by Koffee.
“Perfect song to spark the blunt to.” Shuri your girlfriend of 3 years chuckled.
The first pull was harsh but the second was sweet. That’s how you earned the name sour patch from your stoner friends.
“Here baby” you passed the blunt over. When your eyes locked so did your knees, it was a good thing you were sitting.
“You know you look really good when you’re high.” You boldly said. Shuri chuckled in reply and took a hit.
“If you think I look good so good sthandwa , dance with me”
She abruptly got up and put the blunt out, which forced you as well since you rested on her chest . As you two made your way towards the dance floor you locked eyes with your cousin.
When you saw that dumbass look on her face from the DJ booth you knew she was about to troll you in some way. The previous song seamlessly began blending into an intro you knew too well.
(start playing song here)
*Flash Back*
“Y/N long time mi nuh see yuh up weh mi spin yuh kno!” Your cousin said over wine at her place.
“It haad fi lef yuh yaad when it hold suh much luv .” You chuckled. Shuri was by no means keeping you from going out. It was more so you kept each other inside.
“Suh it guh when yuh get a gyal wid a ten outta ten ehhhhh!” You couldn’t help but bust out at the song reference she made.
“Gyal yuh nuh easy!” You laughed .
*Flash Back Over*
As soon as the bass dropped in the song you turned your back to Shuri to whine your waist.
Gyal , your pussy good mi gi’ you
10 outta 10
Up inna mi bed mi want you spread out again
“Careful, this same waistline is how you got stuck in the house for a year.” Shuri whispered in your ear, her waist keeping up with yours as she caught everything you threw.
What a body good , like you mek
outta gem
Hot inna your clothes when you
Step out again
“I’m just showing appreciation for the song choice it’s a tribute to you My Queen.” It came out a lot more breathless than you would have liked but truth be told her waistline was now leading and it was making you dizzy.
A just 10 outta 10 outta 10
Outta 10
Open up your book and mek
Mi tek out mi pen
You turned around to sing the chorus directly to her and the more words you said the darker her eyes sets.
“Slow whine gyal, your so fine
Pussy mek mi cum in no time” you sang.
Even under the club lights you could see the desire swimming in her eyes at the vulgar words you sang to her in your native tongue.
Without you even noticing her hand slide up to house your throat . “ nkosazana uyayazi ukuba indenza ntoni?” (Princess, do you have any idea what that does to me ?) Shuri rasped in your ear over the music.
You couldn’t do anything but stare at her like she hung the stars in the sky herself. The same effect that patois had on her, Xhosa had on you.
It was an instant panty soaker.
“masigoduke ndizokwazi ukubuyisa imbeko sithandwa sam” (let’s go home so I can return the tribute my love.) she ghosted over your lips.
Eyes heavy from the blunts , drinks , and Shuri’s goal to have cum untouched by her voice alone . You closed the gap between you two . The kiss was slow and deep but by no means was it romantic.
Her tongue danced with yours aiming to fuck you in the filthiest reaches of your mind. You knew if you didn’t leave now you would absolutely let her take you where you stood and no one would dare to try and stop the Black Panther .
You reluctantly broke the kiss with a gasp “yes.home.now.come” you spoke all at once and out of order.
You heard her laughing behind you as you practically dragged her off the floor.
“So you think I’m a 10 out of 10 ehhh” she teased . You tried to keep a straight face but failed thinking you both knew that you were both the 10’ s that made up the highest score.
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*nervous chuckle*😅
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I’m newer to tumblr but an Arcana Veteran so coming across your account is a blessing 😭 your hcs are really good and I look forward to your posts!! I had an idea that I never executed on my own and i thought I might as well share it, so here goes nothing 😋
How would the M6 react to MC changing something drastic about themselves?
To be more specific, say MC always had long hair, more of a coolheaded attitude, or were always quiet and polite. And then out of the blue they’re shutting everyone out, slowly erasing almost every trace of their presence and being off the radar for a few months.
The LIs are worried because not a single soul has seen them. And then they suddenly return, and it’s like a new person, but very obviously still themselves. Shorter hair or other physical differences, soft-spoken personality, etc. But they come back to the M6 regretfully, never saying what *did* happen.
Assuming what they had was some strive for change, depression, or something else, it may be hard to explain to their dearest, but they eventually will. All they want is to be home.
just a silly idea of mine ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ
The Arcana HCs: M6 when MC changes without them
~ thanks for the ask @vegaspng! Sorry it took me so long to get around to but here it is. I'm writing this to be similar to what it's like in the recovery stages of PTSD or chronic depression, because I live for that kind of bittersweet hope. To anyone experiencing ot hoping to experience this, best of luck! You're not alone! - brainrot ~
- a little backstory-
The Devil is defeated. Vesuvia is safe. And your loved ones are building a new life with you that promises to be better than anything you can remember. Which is why you have to leave.
You've learned so much about yourself, your past, even the body you have now, and you're not sure what to do with it yet. That aside, you took on responsibilities and accomplishments the likes of which no single person could reasonably hope to carry, and you pulled it off. You didn't have to do it alone either. But now that things are going back to normal, you're stuck drifting in your own brain because you have no idea what normal is supposed to be like.
Your beloved has been wonderful. They've shown more patience than you ever asked for, listening to you process for hours and doing their best to help. You've worked through who you were after being brought back from the dead, you've worked through who you became through your fight against the devil, but you still know nothing of who you started out as. Which means you're not sure who you're supposed to be now. And you don't want to build a new life without knowing who you're building it for.
So one fine morning, you pack a bag, arrange for your absence, and kiss your beloved goodbye with the promise to return.
The journey is difficult, but rewarding. You travel across realms both magical and human, collecting traces of your past and encountering moments of who you used to be. You don't recover all of your memories, but you get the important ones. You find out who you used to be. It's less than you thought, but it's more than you had, and it's enough to move forward. So you set your sights for home and return to Vesuvia.
Your loved one is overjoyed when you return. They have a little adjusting to do, you have some mannerisms you didn't used to and they can't predict your behavior in the same way. But they're quick to recognize that it's all still you. Slowly, they get to know all the pieces you're building yourself with and fall in love with each one. And as time goes on, you get to hear about the whole thing from their point of view as well. What was it like for them, when you left? And what does life look like now that you're back?
Julian
The hardest part of you leaving was trying not to take it as a rejection of his love for you
He knows in his head why you need to do this, hell, the reason he ended up in Vesuvia was because he needed his own journey of self discovery
He just has to fight off his own inner demons telling him that you're going to realize you're better off without him and not come back
Which, for someone who found the drive to keep his own life because it had you it, can be quite the struggle
And because he's actually quite intelligent, he recognizes that it's not good to stay dependent on you to be his sole purpose in life. That's not your responsibility to carry
So he keeps faith in your promise to return, and puts all of his energy into becoming a better man for you to come home to
He spends time with Portia, getting to know her as an adult and becoming the kind of brother she says she wants and not what he assumes she needs
He seeks out time with Nazali so he can continue his medical studies and get more mentoring
He reconnects with Nadia and puts his knowledge of public hygiene to use with her plans for Vesuvia
He even manages to build a healthy friendship with Asra (who also misses you) and resolve their past toxic situationship
It's not easy, but he wakes up every morning a little more ready to face the day
When you come home, he's over the moon. Nothing and nobody can replace the happiness you bring him
He notices your changes right away, but he's too relieved to know that you actually came back to focus on them
Once you're settled back in with him and it's more apparent, he has a raging battle of opinions in his head about whether he should ask you about it or wait
He ends up asking you extremely vague, open-ended questions just in case you want to talk about it, but not letting himself pry
As time passes, he gets to know more of who you are and you begin to tell him some of the things that happened on your trip
He's fascinated, asking questions whenever you're in the headspace to answer them and connecting dots with you
He's never had the zest for life that he does now. Every night that he goes to bed with you, he's already looking forward to what the next morning will bring
And the best part? So do you. The future has never so been so desirable as it is now
Asra
They completely understand where you are coming from. In fact, they were the one who suggested the trip
He didn't suggest you going by yourself though
In the end what they care about more than anything is your happiness and wellbeing. So they'll give you every piece of advice and connection and helpful item they have, and promise to watch the shop while you're gone
But oh, he misses you desperately
When they gave up half their heart, it was in the form of their ability to have connections with other people. You being in their life covers for that
The only person he had a strong connection with before you was Muriel. And when you died, he went into the darkest, most twisted headspace he'd ever been in and did things he couldn't later comprehend
Their decision to bring you back, and the way they did it, is something you two have talked about once or twice, but there isn't much else to do besides try to forgive them and make sure it doesn't happen again
But this time, you're not alone. Which means he isn't either
Every day for the next week, someone new drops by the shop at your request to check on them
First it's his parents. Then it's Nadia. Muriel. Julian. Portia. Selasi, the baker. Natiqa on her way through town. Even Lucio at one point, with an apology letter that took months to help him write
Every time they feel like packing up and taking off until you return, they remember their promise to stick it out for you
And slowly, he begins to stay for other people too. It doesn't hit him until one month in that for the first time in his life, he's a part of a community because he's wanted there and wants to be there, not because he's with you
You're still their anchor, but now they have ties apart from you that give them a semblance of home, family, and belonging
The moment you return he's dropping everything. He will maintain some form of physical contact with you for the next 48 hours
They're one of the only people who remembers you before the plague, and seeing glimpses of that in who you are now makes them so proud and happy for you
You don't have to tell him everything right away. Though he is going to apologize profusely for every time he left you for a long trip with nothing to do but watch the shop and wait for his return
For every piece and memory you're ready to talk about, they will give you their undivided attention and then lavish the new discovery with all the affection they have
Nadia
She's torn. On one hand, her greatest joy is providing for you, so seeing the way you have an unmet need and can't come to her to fix it is hard for her
On the other hand, she perfectly understands the need to get away from it all to find yourself
And she's perfectly aware of how dominant her personality can be. You having access to your own space is very important to her
So she'll make sure you have everything you need and offer every available resource to you, and let you go
It's hard at first. You had been the one to wake her from her sleep, you had been the one to bring back her faith in herself
So without you around, her old insecurities begin to resurface. She didn't grow up in Vesuvia. She wasn't even the active ruler until several months ago
There were literal demons serving as her courtiers and she didn't do anything about them until you called them out
How is she supposed to speak with confidence if she doesn't have you to back her up?
And that's when, slowly, people start to drop by, and she's finally ready to accept their support
First it's Portia. Then it's Asra. Even Muriel drops by briefly. Julian makes a couple of calls as well
And then, it's her sisters
First it's Natiqa, crashing her lonely dinners and making her laugh with her wisecracks
Then it's Nasmira, quietly sweet talking the more stubborn courtiers into compliance
One by one, and never more than two visitors in the palace at a time, each family member stops by, taking their cues from Nadia and being her backup
And little by little, every childhood memory that haunts her gains a new light
She still gets tired of them and feels stifled every now and then, but she doesn't feel alone any more
It soon becomes known that Vesuvia doesn't just have an incredible Countess, their Countess has an army of loving supporters
When you return, she takes the next few days off and trusts her support system to handle the city for a bit
She'll ask questions, but as soon as she senses hesitation she'll give you space
She sees all these new flashes of personality in you, and as much as her heart aches for your trials, it flutters as you become more yourself
She already knew you were a worthy companion, but as you share more and more she's left in awe of who you are
The world is not ready for the power couple you two are going to make
Muriel
He understood what you needed to do right away. Going on a trip in search of his roots was exactly what ended up saving him
And getting to know you in the process was a delightful bonus
But when he realizes you're going alone, he's undeniably hurt. He's not the type to be selfish, but you went with him on his journey. He was vulnerable with you and it brought you two together
So why don't you trust him the same way? Why won't you make space for him in your life the way he did for you?
It's tricky to answer, because he makes a fair point and because he's never asked you for anything like this before
You're eventually able to explain the difference, how your trip is about finding out who you are on your own terms, when everything you've gotten so far has been on somebody else's
It's still painful for him, but he'll agree and let you go. He's not afraid of being alone
Until, for the first time in his life, he gets bored and starts wondering if someone's going to come bother him
Which is completely new. He's never had that train of thought before in his life
The closest was when Asra stayed with him and he wouldn't know if they would be back late or not
But now the hut is almost too quiet. The bed is too big. The forest is too peaceful. The eggs are too bland
And so, after two weeks of trying and failing to fall into old habits, he goes into town, grumbling under his breath the whole way
The panic that Asra greets him with when he walks into your old shop is almost enough to make him turn around and leave
Muriel? In town? By himself? Without being summoned? The world must be ending!
When he's finally able to mumble something about just wanting to visit and pick up some spices, Asra shatters a teacup
He's never been the one to surprise them before. It's fun. He could get used to this
And so, visits to Vesuvia get more frequent. Usually to the shop. Often to the palace. Several times to the community theatre, without needing to hide in the rafters
He's so relieved when you get back. You can hold a conversation with other people much better than he can
He notices the changes immediately, but he doesn't address them at all. His only desire concerning you is to be your safe place
He's come to appreciate the beauty of human complexity, so seeing new layers like this in you is heartstopping
You never have to worry about opening up. If you do, he'll accept you. If you don't, he'll accept you. He just loves you for you
Portia
Not gonna lie, it triggered her a little
She knows how this goes. You get tired of your quaint little life, you go off on an adventure without her, and you leave her to rot where she can't reach or help you with letters full of empty apologies
The conversation you facilitate between her and Julian after that rant is one of the hardest things you've ever done, but it's worth it
After things have settled, she lets you leave and holds onto the hope that you'll be back
And while you're gone, she distracts herself with work. She's got boundless energy, she needs to put that to use so she can't think too much
And so begins the craziest three weeks of her life. From the moment she wakes up to the moment she falls asleep, she does nothing but work
Normally, you're her reason to take a break. You put her back in the main role of her own life so she can let her hair down and live the adventure she's destined for
But without you around, the only role she's used to playing is support. So that's what she does, to the point of completely forgetting about herself
It takes a burnout induced three day fever to make her pause. Especially when she begins to recover and sees the sheer number of worried faces in her cottage
Nadia's spending every free evening with her. Julian's sleeping over most nights. Mazelinka's covering the daytime with her mysteriously perfect soup and brandishing a wooden spoon to keep her in bed
It makes her realize two things. First, that while it looks different, she has her brother's tendency to take on the world's problems to avoid taking care of herself
And second, that you shouldn't have to be the solution to that
It's rough, but she learns self care. Not just an extra step in her skincare, but letting herself do something just for fun. Putting herself first
Learning to sit and do nothing without feeling guilty because nobody can make some kind of profit from it
When you get home though, it's like she can fully relax again. You give her an importance that she has to fight to hold onto otherwise
She has the hardest time giving you space. All the changes you've made are so exciting to her, she wants to hear all about your adventures and growth!
You'll have to tell her plainly that you're not ready to talk about it right away, and she'll be very understanding even if it's hard
Every time you open up, she'll hang on your every word. You two are the main characters in her story, and she can't wait for the plot to develop with you by her side
Lucio
He doesn't make it easy for you to leave
He doesn't mind you going on a trip! Trips are fun! And even when they're serious and scary, like what he had to do with you in the Arcana's realms, they're always better with a loved one!
So why are you trying to go without him? Who's going to protect you?!
And equally important, who's going to be with him?!
He's thoughtless sometimes, but he's not dumb. He knows he's a better man because of you
And he also knows that he's not perfect. Deep down under all that bluster and ego, he's still a kid who never learned to love
You helped him with that. You unraveled every tangled oopsie with him, you didn't flinch when you saw the worst of him, and then you picked up his forgotten heart and filled it up with love
So why else would you be leaving except because you finally realized that he's not worthy of you?
You're able to explain it to some extent. You need to go on a journey similar to his. Only you need to do this by yourself because it isn't about fixing oopsies, it's about finding out who you used to be
He'll let you go because it's what's best for you. And he believes you when you say you'll come back. But what he can't bring himself to tell you is how afraid he is that who you used to be won't be able to love him
When you kiss him goodbye, he resigns himself to it being the last he'll ever get
At first he sulks. He crashes people's parties and picks fights with every bandit he encounters
But when he has the option to get blackout drunk? Take all the goods from the bandits for himself on top of the bounty money?
He can't
You taught him the importance of taking responsibility for his actions. Well, you made him a good man. So you're going to have to take responsibility for that and give him the chance to prove himself worthy of you
Which he does. He wakes up early. He moderates his drinks. He does the jobs he finds. He saves the money he earns
When you get back and fling your arms around him, his knees buckle from relief
He can tell you've changed, but it's okay if you don't want to talk about it. He can tell you all the ways he's changed instead!
If you were worried about his reactions when you do open up, you quickly realize you don't have to be
He doesn't expect you to be perfect. All he wants is for you to be you, for you to be happy, and for him to be the one you choose to do that with
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gracelsalvatore · 1 year
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Hey sweetie! How would you feel about a piece for kyky based on these lyrics that literally crash my heart every time
J'suis dépendant à elle, j'avoue je mourrais pour qu'elle vive. Elle connait toutes mes peurs, mes doutes, sans elle mon esprit s'ennuit. Elle m'appelle déjà son doudou, j'ai déjà payé le prix. Je sais qu'elle a peur du noir, chérie, j'suis là. C'est bon, repose-to (I’m addicted to her, I admit I’d die to let her live. She knows all of my fears and doubts, without her my soul gets bleak. She already calls me her doudou, I’ve already paid my price. I know she’s scared of the dark: darling, I’m here, it’s alright, just rest)
with the trope she fell first, but he fell harder where kylian understands he’s fallen deeply in love with her and now there’s no going back and he’s also a bit scared by the feeling because he’s never attached strings before and he was not planning to.
My head keeps putting these two concepts together and I can’t explain it any better as english is not my first language, sorry 😭
THE WHOLE WORLD - Kylian Mbappe
I know I wrote about 10 p.m., but I decided to post this for you an hour earlier! And honestly, I don't know what to think about this imagine, so I will be grateful for any feedback and suggestion.
And, again, thank you all for 900 followers!!
TW: Kylian is afraid to get involved
but the end is fluff
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Kylian didn't know when exactly you came into his life. As far as he could remember, you were always by his side, rejoicing in his victories and rebuilding his self-esteem after each of his losses.
You were there when he was climbing the ranks of his career, advising him on every issue, listening to his dilemmas about his future, and whispering words of encouragement to him when he needed it.
You were by his side, giving him your shoulder to cry on when his fame overwhelmed him and darker days appeared in his life.
In the end, you always stayed by his side when other women left. And when you saw that the joyful flame in his eyes, which he always had, was extinguished, you did everything you could to make it ignite again.
It was obvious that you were in love with Kylian.
Everyone knew it. You, your mutual friends, family, people who had ever seen you together. The joyful sparkle in your eyes appeared every time you saw the Frenchmen could light up anything within a hundred miles if you wanted it to.
Of course Kylian knew. He would have to be an idiot if he didn't notice such obvious signals that your body was sending his way. They were always subtle signs that directed him and confirmed all the assumptions he had about the feelings you had for him. All those tentative touches on his body under the pretext of correcting his clothes, the shy glances you gave in his direction every time you thought he wasn't looking, and the gaze full of interest every time he talked about something that fascinated him, made Kylian sure of your love for him.
Despite all this, he has kept his distance from you all these years of your relationship, trying to create a huge wall between you that would ensure that nothing would happen between you other than friendly contact. He believed this would protect him from the pain that might come if your relationship were to fail.
And it worked for many years.
He didn't even realize when new girls kept appearing in his life, which his subconscious always inadvertently compared to you. You continued to have no one, waiting for him and enjoying your moments together with Kylian, hoping that in the future you will bond with each other seriously.
Until he finally met a girl with whom, you thought, he would be with forever. And that completely buried any hopes you ever had about the future of your relationship. So you let it go.
Kylian did not immediately notice that your relationship had changed. It only reached him when, during one of your phone calls, during which he wanted to invite you to watch a movie together, you told him you couldn't. The anger and jealousy he felt when you informed him of the date you had planned for that day was indescribable. His head was spinning as he quickly disconnected your call, putting down his phone and clenching his fist on it.
And then he realized that through his own fear of getting involved, he almost let you slip out of his hands. He knew he had been selfish as he drove to your apartment, wanting to tell you as soon as possible about his feelings, which, although he had known about them for many years, only now was he able to admit openly to them.
He loved you. He loved you as much as one loves lazy mornings after hard days at work, as much as one loves sunrises and sunsets, and as much as one loves the first breath of spring after a harsh winter.
And he told you this as soon as you opened the door. Your face expressed confusion when you heard those words. You were sure you had overheard, your pupils dilated as you stared at his face with parted lips, now finally immersed in the love you had waited so long for.
And when you understood the meaning and honesty of the words he spoke to you, you needed nothing more. Overcoming the distance separating you, your lips joined in a longing kiss as you tried to convey to each other the feelings you had hitherto hidden.
And as you stood there, in the doorway of your home, Kylian knew he had the whole world in his arms.
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fatuismooches · 5 months
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SMOOCHES!!! Hii my cutie patootie!!! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა
It’s been a while since I last sent something here and I’m so sorry about that!! I’m doing a lot better now (although I never got my test results back to see if I had that syndrome or not LOL) and I almost have the two new Fontaine regions 100% oopsies! But I have like serious brainrot (but school is so tiring I usually just nap the whole afternoon) anyways!! I listened to one of mitski’s songs called “Once More to See You” and ugh it honestly just reminded me of Dottore and fragile!reader. The beginning makes me think of how fragil!reader and Dottore (especially) having a reputation and being looked as “weird” or as students who don’t belong in the Akademiya. The rest of the song just reminds me of Dottore being alone once fragile!reader fell into their coma, and him longing to feel your hand against his. To have your warm touch, caress his cheek, kiss his lips, embrace him, and to say his name, “Zandik!” In that lovely tone of yours. ouuughh I love fragile!reader and Dottore so so much just Dottore having to wait so long for them to wake up. Like imagine having to wait hundreds of years for the only person who’s every shown you affection and love. The only person to hold you so lovingly, say your name with love and not disgust, or with horror.
And after waking up??? Oughhh I know I say this a bit frequently but Dottore would become so so protective and possessive. I mean, you’re the only thing he has left, and he almost lost you once. He won’t spare to almost lose you another time, especially after centuries went by without your warm touch, or your voice. He defff savors every moment you two have together when he’s available. And especially when he becomes so used to having you on his lap and him being able to feel your heartbeat. Sometimes he may unconsciously tighten his grip on you when he’s holding you.
okieokie I think that’s enough for today!! I hope you’ve been doing amazing smooches again I’m so sorry I’ve been away I always wanna brainrot but sometimes I think my ideas aren’t that great compared to anons (YOUR ANONS ARE SO AMAZING I LOVE READING EVERY POST, AND KAI’S WRITINGS <333 MWA MWA!!) But i hope you’re getting lots of rest and staying healthy!! A bunch of chu chus n hugs, n maybe a few cuddles ! hehe!!
-from your dear boo boo bear 🎐 anon! ౨ৎ
🎐 ANON MY BELOVED!!! Oh my gosh I'm so happy you're back and alright, I missed you, and I'm so happy to hear your health has gotten better ❤️ Congrats on your Fontaine exploration and omg i totally understand, take those naps if you need to 😭 I'm not much of a napping person but those few times that i do nap, feel so good lmao. Okay brainrot time~
WAH THANK YOU FOR INTRODUCING ME TO ANOTHER MITSKI SONG... omg i love this so much. Dottore was definitely ostracized and excluded in the Akademiya, everyone thought that he nor his crazy ideas belonged there. And you, I imagine your reputation start to get dragged through the mud the more you hang out with Dottore. They just don't understand. Why would you ever want to even sit in the same room as him, much less befriend him? You started to be labeled as the same things as him. You don't mind (most of the time, sometimes it still gets to you) because you think those people are just shallow compared to your friend. But Zandik himself doesn't understand you either? There's no way that his "friendship" (your words, not his) is worth the stress of all this. He doesn't understand, it's not like you're using him, if anything he's the one using you instead. Zandik doesn't understand... but he's not going to admit that the fact that you chose him over everyone else makes him feel a certain way. And that tingly feeling only grows and grows. And he refuses to acknowledge it... until you leave him and suddenly everything he's chosen to ignore hits him at once. Everything that Zandik's been trying so hard to deny, he admits to now. He misses you... he longs for your touch, your kindness, the way you treat him with such love, your voice... as horrible as this is, it really did open his eyes. Made him realize that living by himself again in the dorms is slowly making him even crazier without you. Made him realize that he's willing to do anything, and i mean anything, to get you back.
OH YEAH Dottore is extremely protective over you when you finally wake up. See, Dottore isn't really scared of someone else hurting you. He knows that he and his segments would never let that happen. Rather, he's scared of other things. Like your illness. Things he can't control. Dottore is a man who's used to being in control now, so when he can't predict things? When he can't see them coming? He doesn't like that. Not one bit, especially when it comes to you. He needs to know everything, otherwise, he won't be satisfied. He can't risk you being hurt again, not under his watch. You're very confused in the beginning because hello? This is the same guy who used to let you go out and do all these crazy tasks on his behalf? But yeah, he can't help but be very possessive. It's very Dottore like of him.
Thank you for the delicious brain rot 🎐 anon!! I enjoyed it tremendously :3 AND SHUSH YOUR BRAINROTS ARE AMAZING AND I LOVE THEM. But yuppp my anons and Kai have such yummy writing!! I am doing well, thank you :) just busy but I'm fine! Giving you lots of my hugs and kisses to you toooo <33
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May your heart never stop beating for me - Choi Yeonjun X f!reader
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a/n: *ahem* hi😭 it’s been a long looong while since I last wrote something and posted in here(my apologies), but ummmm this is a comeback ? sort of? idk, but what I know is that this was sitting on my docs app FOR SO SO LONG LIKE SINCE FEBRUARY and it was supposed to be out on Halloween and then on Christmas but I got sick😬 anyways consider this a miracle and a late gift 😀 (I’m also planning a Soob fic that was supposed to be out on his birthday but shhhhhlets not talk about it for now).
a/n²: y’all I lied😨 I’m late once again, but what matters is that it’s finally here!! Literally a year later 😀 and ummm I tried to mix two ways of writing this, so I hope it was not confusing!
Genre: angst? it’s bittersweet.
CW: toxic relationship (nothing to worry about, YJ and mc just go back and forth), language, Yeonjun has a bad behavior(I’m not sorry, I was feeling very angsty), implied suggestive touches? they both need each other in a not so healthy way. Lemme know if I missed something!
WC: 2.2k
disclaimer: this only fiction and does not represent this idol in any way.
Pls enjoy and give me feedbacks:DDD they make me very happy (English is not my first language, excuse any mistakes 😙)
Songs I listened while writing this: here
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The weather outside was definitely a mood killer. As the days passed by, October just got colder and colder. And it’s not like the chilly weather wasn’t nice, in fact, it was actually quite pleasant.
The season was nice, sure. But spending the days alone was not on your ‘to do’ list, to be honest.
Yeonjun left without even explaining himself once again. Everyday life seemed meaningless and the urge to check up on him was growing more and more.
It was worthless, though. Why bother yourself when he has never put you on the top of his priority list? Was it too much to ask?
Despite that, here you were, almost 10pm on a Tuesday trying to cheer up your mood with a random movie playing on the TV.
It was a terrible film, though. The best option was probably going to sleep, but you knew better; going to bed meant reminiscing everything until the first ray of sunshine was peeking through the curtains.
In the end, you tried to go through that mess.
And, somehow, that thing was able to get your attention to the point where you ended up startled by the sound of the doorbell.
You tried to ignore it at first, too scared to check who it was, but it rang again. Was it a murder? No, no murder would ring the doorbell before making a victim.
In defeat, and dragging your feet to where the door was, you took a look through the peephole and, right now, the person outside was probably worse than a murder.
Yeonjun couldn’t be on the other side in the middle of the night, right? It was like he read your mind.
You twisted the keys in a hurried move, though. Being curious sometimes was a curse.
“Hey.” It’s the only thing he bothered to say, looking at his feet like he was ashamed. As if.
“What are you doing here?” You hissed, not really sure of how you were supposed to feel. It’s kind of bittersweet.
He was still looking at the ground, but you took notice of how Yeonjun was shivering. Was it due to the cold and the lack of clothes? You’re not sure.
“I…” a sigh escaped his chapped “I don’t know, all the roads lead me here at the end of the day, I suppose.” It was an attempt to cheer up the mood, but by the look on your face he quickly replaced his smile with a frown.
Two pairs of eyes bored into each other, and it was clear that you were anything but pleased to see him standing by your doorstep. But, again, being good could be a curse, perhaps.
It was cold outside, and Yeonjun was shivering. Maybe you should invite him inside. Unfortunately, you did.
Huening Kai will have to deal with this later, I guess.
"Come on, you're clearly cold." You stepped aside, making room for him. "I can make some tea if you'd like. What do you say?"
"That's what I like about you, Y/N." Yeonjun winked "You're always looking out for me." and made himself comfortable on her couch.
"Do you deserve it, though?" the girl mumbled, occupying herself in the kitchen.
Meanwhile, the older boy was looking around the room and hallway. A few things changed; the picture you two took back in July was no longer hanging on the wall and a few decorations were out of place. Odd.
"Hey, Y/N?" he called, receiving back a hum. "Where's our photo? You know, the one you're kissing my cheek."
The nerve. Where does he think it went?
"What do you mean 'Where's our photo'?" She scoffed, dropping a few things while doing so. "I put it in a box, of course" and mumbled loud enough for Yeonjun to hear.
The boy frowned as if she said the most horrible thing in the world. How could she put it in a box? Does that mean their relationship meant nothing to her?
"I can see the gears turning inside your head." Y/N said from behind, which scared him a little. Did you have a sixth sense or something? "Don't think too much about it… or do, it's up to you since I don't have a say in any of our conversations anyways."
Now, that definitely bruised his ego. Why were you being so passive aggressive all of sudden?
"What's wrong?" He asked, sitting by the couch once again.
Is he playing dumb? Or is he just trying to get under my skin?
Y/N bitterly chuckled. You surely could've ignored him when he knocked on your fucking door a few minutes ago, but you didn't and now you had to deal with his stupid behavior.
No, wait. Why were you complaining, though? You were the one who agreed to play his little games, right? Little games? Is that what this is?
"Hey, Y/N, look at me, will you?" Ah, it took him long enough. He used that sweet tone; he always did. Maybe that's his curse, being awfully sweet yet such a jerk sometimes. "What's wrong? Now I'm the one who's able to see the gears in your head." He chuckled and grabbed her hands, gesturing for Y/N to sit beside him.
His touch sent shivers down her spine, but it’s not like she would admit it. And Yeonjun must’ve noticed that, because he took this opportunity to bring Y/N closer to his body with a hug.
That touch was supposed to be an act of comfort, but it only made her feel more anxious than when she saw his face earlier that night. However, it was impossible to ignore his scent; y/n’s senses were drowning with every touch and breath lingering on her skin. Yeonjun was sneaky, he moved his hand off her arms and stroked her back, and, maybe, just maybe, y/n’s heart started to beat a little bit faster and louder.
Perhaps that’s your curse. Yeonjun always found a way to drive you insane, and you always tried to push his buttons. But by the end of the day, you two would always get back together. Saying that it would be the last time you’d hurt each other was pointless, because it was not the truth.
Despite everything, y/n wanted to be mad, sad and let everything out. But she couldn’t, her mind was a complete mess with every brush of his fingers on her skin.
“Hey, you seem off.” Yeonjun brought her face closer to his by holding her chin.
“Am I now?” Y/N flinched at his touch, face burning with the proximity. Your body betraying your emotions made him smirk.
Yeonjun’s breath was against her neck, with lips slightly brushing over her ear.
“Yes, you are.” He whispered. “Kitten, talk to me. Why are your walls suddenly up, hm?” And planted a kiss by her pulse point.
This situation was uncomfortable, to say the least. But it’s not like you wanted him to stop.
Really? He should stop. You had to stop it.
“I hate you…” y/n’s breath hitched. She pushed him away, but that was not enough. He frowned and tried to get closer to you at all costs. “I hate you for lying to me. And…and for running away when you sensed something was wrong. You always do that and then come back here to say it’s the last time, but let’s be honest, we both know it’s not the last time and…”
Yeonjun kept quiet the whole time. He knew you were right, it was a very good point, but he wouldn’t admit it. As always, he tried to stand up for himself.
“Come on, Y/N, that’s not true. We both know that.” his thumb grazed the line of her upper lip and her whole body tingled at the touch.
You were better than that, of course. Your hands wrapping around his wrists to push him away were enough of a sign to startle him.
“You’re making me look like some fucking crazy ex-boyfriend.” His words were sharp; sharp enough to make Y/N chuckle and cry at the same time.
Maybe that's what he is. Ex-boyfriend. The words matched his actions, but why hearing or even saying it out loud left a bitter taste in your mouth?
“Maybe that’s what you are.” hurt was evident in her voice. “You run away, fuck some other girl and then come back to me expecting everything will be alright? I’m tired, Yeonjun. And I’d appreciate it if you could just…leave me alone.”
He went silent. The room grew silent once again, and the only sound that dared break the silence was the soft thuds of his heart. His breath hitched, but he put on an act with a scoff, trying his best to look unfazed.
What else was he expecting? She was right, he messed up one too many times. Even when they did reconcile, it never lasted long.
After a few minutes of thinking, and an endless amount of silence, he looked at her with a sly smile curling his lips.
“Kitten, has anyone made you feel as good as I do? I don’t think so…” his lips widened even more with every second.
And, maybe, just maybe, he was right, and thinking about it left a bitter taste on your mouth. No one has ever made you feel like he did; does. Did it really matter if he shattered your heart? By the end of the day he would be just Yeonjun, the loving, caring and stupid boy you met through your friends.
Yeonjun could read you like a book, but you never really tried to hide your feelings or reactions either. Just the subtle brush of his fingertips on your arm was enough to get him under your skin again.
It’s all too overwhelming.
“You like this, don’t you?” He whispered. “It’s a cat and mouse game. Excited much?” Yeonjun added.
Oh, yes. This was nothing but a game.
Right before his eyes y/n was clearly aching. But you didn’t have anywhere to hide, did you? You opened the door and let him in.
It’s just you and me now, she thought.
“Who wins in the end?” Y/n looked at him with a bored expression, but in reality everything about her was fragile now.
Despite that, Yeonjun kept a smug look on his face, bringing her close to him. It was obvious what he was thinking.
“I’m not quite sure. Wanna find out?” He licked his lips and kissed her cheek.
His breath was hot on your collar, making you loudly swallow. He moved his mouth from your face to your ear, then jawline and lastly the neck, making you whole body shiver with the contact, a human contact you missed for weeks.
“Why do you treat me like this?” She mumbled, too dizzy with his touches.
“Now, that’s not what I asked, love. Do you want to find out how this game ends?”
A tear dared to almost run down your face. You wouldn’t let Yeonjun do that to you, though.
“M-mouse…” Y/N whispered. “Mouse wins.”
Yeonjun seemed amused by your response, which made his grin widen; you couldn’t properly speak without wanting to break right in front of him.
He pulled away from you, going back on his feet.
Is he going away again? You thought right before he offered his hands for you to take. And so you did, just like you did a few months ago.
Surprisingly, the palm of his hands were really warm and welcoming. Who would’ve thought, right?
“You’re so pretty, princess…” Yeonjun smoothed your hair and dragged his thumb across your lips.
Pretty? It’s more like ‘weak’.
He was asking for something, that was a fact even if unspoken. You couldn’t blame him, could you? He was just this good at turning the tables, so good to the point he would make you feel weak and break for him.
“You’re not supposed to be here…” That was everything y/n was able to reply. She was confused, frustrated. Why was he doing all of this? To torture you?
But it felt good, though; having him there in the middle of the living room under the dim lights of the apartment. You didn’t want to be alone, it was not a good option.
However, it was impossible to ignore the tension growing in the air.
Before she could think some more, Yeonjun stumbled with her into the kitchen, being quick to press a soft kiss on her lips and placing her on top of the counter.
It was a short touch of lips, but enough to make y/n sparkle inside and also shake with anxiety. He did know how to be convincing.
“This is the last time I tell you’ve got it wrong…the last time I’ll run away.” He mumbled, chin resting on her shoulder while she caressed his covered back.
“Only if you promise me your heart won’t ever stop beating for me.”
He nodded, a silent agreement.
Was it really?
“I promise.” Yeonjun smirked, holding y/n on his arms and dragging her down the hallway straight to her room.
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Heh happy Valentine’s Day y’all
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This is so random but yk that post that’s like someone talking abt how they watched shrek (???I could be wrong but anyways) so many times as a kid they could lie in bed at night and just watch the movie in their mind bc it was so ingrained in their brain. Well thats me w c3 of the killerverse and in honor of it here’s some of my favorite parts bc I’ve been wanting to scream abt it forever but im too nervous to do it on my main lmao
“‘You should fucking know better. She’s my…’ Luke’s breath shakes as he inhales.
‘She’s my best friend.’”
LIKE OMFG JUST SAY YOURE IN LOVE WITH HER JESUS CHRIST
I love the little flashbacks dispersed throughout the killerverse ESPECIALLY in this chapter. Like it’s such a good look into Luke’s brain and it just adds that extra little oomph yk?
“The other kids standing around the cabin give Luke tentative looks, although he’s not sure why. Do they expect him to cower at the thought of you hurting him? Surely they should know by now.”
“Surely they should know by now.”
I’m sick I’m fucking sick I’m dying and that’s the line that killed me oh my god the devotion levels are through the roof
“Luke doesn’t know a place safer than with you in his bed, one of your arms thrown over him and the rest of you tangled together.”
I feel like I can’t accurately describe how much I love your storytelling bc I feel like it just gets repetitive but I cannot express enough how much I love how you write them and their obsession devotion towards each other
“The same way his natural battle instincts have been hardwired into his brain, it’s like his body has a visceral reaction to being with you, to hold you in his hands and shelter you from everything else.”
She’s literally trynna fucking kill him and this bitch is still just like “killer omg😍😍😍you’re so cool and pretty😍😍😍😍😍”
“It’s me, sweetheart. It’s Luke.”
If 1,000 people are talking about this line I’m one of them. If one person is talking about this line it’s me. If no one is talking about this line I’m DEAD IN THE GROUND
“‘Luke, they’re everywhere.’ Your voice is quiet, like you’re trying to tell him a secret no one else can hear.”
Luke being the one person she trusts when she’s literally losing her mind I am not well and need to be left alone for approximately ten business days.
“Hold her, everything in him seems to say.
So he does.”
Listening to hold my girl by George Ezra and screaming rn
The whole part when they’re in the river simultaneously breaks my heart and puts it back together but especially
“Luke doesn’t torture you with the distance any longer. When Casey gives him a look of approval, he tilts you upward to pull you back into his chest. You fit perfectly into the dip of his shoulder, and he holds the back of your head as close to him as physically possible.”
I love them sm you don’t understand
Ok this is so long so I’ll wrap it up BUT I HAVENT SEEN ANYONE TALKING ABT THIS LINE AND IT PISSES ME OFF BC ITS ONE OF MY FAVORITES THAT YOUVE EVER WRITTEN
“You tuck yourself under his chin, pulling his arms around your front. Something inside of him clicks, like turning on a light, or slotting something into place.”
I just can’t. I’ve officially died. I need them to kiss like rn.
- <3
OHHHH IM SEATED.
i know im online too much because i knew IMMEDIATELY what u were talking about 😭 AND TO THINK THAT U FEEL THAT WAY ABOUT MY WRITING HELLOOOO IVE MADE IT. (btw i know there could be a billion reasons why ur too nervous but never feel shy to interact w me on ur main omg i love reading ur asks ur lovely)
I love the little flashbacks dispersed throughout the killerverse ESPECIALLY in this chapter. Like it’s such a good look into Luke’s brain and it just adds that extra little oomph yk?
u have me kicking my feet by the way…. the flashbacks were so fun to write because… that whole thing haunts him fr 😭😭 he thinks about it all the time and its just heartbreaking
I feel like I can’t accurately describe how much I love your storytelling bc I feel like it just gets repetitive but I cannot express enough how much I love how you write them and their obsession devotion towards each other
wiping away my tears as we speak. ur so so kind thank u so mich 💔
She’s literally trynna fucking kill him and this bitch is still just like “killer omg😍😍😍you’re so cool and pretty😍😍😍😍😍”
LMFAOOO THE WAY UR NOT EVEN EXAGGERATING IS KILLING ME.
If 1,000 people are talking about this line I’m one of them. If one person is talking about this line it’s me. If no one is talking about this line I’m DEAD IN THE GROUND
i had to reread rhis over and over again bc i was laughing so hard 😭 ur so funny thank u sm for ur kind words
Luke being the one person she trusts when she’s literally losing her mind I am not well and need to be left alone for approximately ten business days.
something something id recognize him through touch alone 😄
The whole part when they’re in the river simultaneously breaks my heart and puts it back together but especially “Luke doesn’t torture you with the distance any longer. When Casey gives him a look of approval, he tilts you upward to pull you back into his chest. You fit perfectly into the dip of his shoulder, and he holds the back of your head as close to him as physically possible.”
thank u so much for ur in depth debrief 😭💔 ur helping me revisit my writing through new eyes and just. IM SO GRATEFUL
Ok this is so long so I’ll wrap it up BUT I HAVENT SEEN ANYONE TALKING ABT THIS LINE AND IT PISSES ME OFF BC ITS ONE OF MY FAVORITES THAT YOUVE EVER WRITTEN “You tuck yourself under his chin, pulling his arms around your front. Something inside of him clicks, like turning on a light, or slotting something into place.”
ill say this a billion times over: no ask is every too long!!! im so so honored whenever i receive feedback like this it makes me day and makes me love writing even more ❤️❤️
<3 anon ur living up to ur name i have so much love for u thanknu for all of ur never ending support it means the world
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HIYA!! I saw that you'd requests open and that you love Tighnari, and I love Tighnari too! So I just wanted to request you to write a Tighnari story with hurt/comfort. Idk if you've heard of that one tik tok audio where the guy tells his wife that the girl he's cheating on her with is exactlylike her and when his wife asks him why it couldn'thave been her he says "Cuz she'ssofrer than you. She's kinder. She doesn'tyell at me and make me small." or smth along those lines. But like imagine that, but your ex partner is saying that, and Tighnari, who was your best friend (who was low-key in love with you but never said anything because you were happy with your ex), overhearing your now ex saying that to you. And he can almost hear your heart shattering cuz reader has always been loud, talkative, bossy, and sarcastic, so he couldn't imagine the amount of hurt they must've felt cuz hearing that from someone's gotta hurt like he'll :( And he sees you walk away looking down defeated and sad and decided to follow you to comfort you
Anyways, that's it! I hope you're doing well and you don't have to do the request if you don't want to. Just thought I'd dump my thoughts here :P
I keep forgetting to post these after I’m done. (I put it on save to draft and forget to post it when I’m done-) Started playing HSR again. (My sister has 6 five stars help. Hoyo hates me I have never won a 50/50)
(Yay yippie story) (below)
Comfort after Heartbreak
Tighnari x Reader (Hurt/Comfort) (Also you get a bit of revenge lol.) (And yay happy ending. IM SO EXCITED FOR FONTAINEE I CANT WAIT. I LOVE LYNEY. I LOVE MAGICIANSS HES MONOPRYO THO AUGGHHH.
I have gotten all waypoints beside one and I know what it is but can’t get to it 😭
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“You’re cheating on me…-?” You asked him as your eyes started to let loose tears with your heart shattering. “She treats me better than you. She’s kinder and doesn’t yell at me.”
“Fine-…” You said as you lowered your head and covered your face away from him. Staying like that for a few moments before slapping him hard on the face. Walking away with ur hands closed into fists, trying to ignore the pain as your body trembled.
Tighnari managed to hear the conversation you both had. As you walked away he tapped your shoulder as your peered over. Asking if you were okay. “I’m fine Nari- it’s just… it’s ju- just a heartbreak. I’ll get through it.” You said as you tried to push him away.
“No you’re not.” He stated as his grip on your arm tighten. Grabbing your attention again. “I think you would appreciate a hug right?” You nodded as you turned around and hugged him. Which he embraced as his ears lowered and slightly wagged his tail.
“You deserve better…” He stated as he heard your sniffles. Trying to comfort you as he starred at the direction you came from. Looking for your ex. Seeing he wasn’t nearby he focused on you again.
“I can’t believe him. Don’t listen to what he said. You’re unique.” He said as you looked up to him. Wiping the tears away from your eyes as he smiled softly.
“If he doesn’t love you, don’t worry. There’s someone else who does.” He said as he hoped you would get the hint which you didn’t as you were still sad. But you nodded your head before giving it some thought. “Wait- You-?” You’d ask him as he nodded. “Are you sure-?” You asked him. “Of course, why would I have said my earlier statement?” Earning a laugh out of him.
“But are you ready for another relationship? You just got out of one. I don’t want to push you out of your comfort zone.” He said as he caressed your hand as he waited for an answer.
“if it’s with you, I’m willing to try.” You said with confidence as your grip on his hand tightened slightly.
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i’m (not) sorry to say, but miles is better off by himself.
idk if i’ve ever written a post this long, but i got energy tonight. y’all have been sucked into the black hole of shipping, so let me ground you and remind you of this amazing thing called being single. i’m gna talk ab margo and gwen, but mostly gwen bc she’s obv miles’ (main) love interest. i’ve said more than enough about why miles and gwen don’t work/make sense. if you wna be enlightened then feel free to click the links.
thoughts on ghostflower: here!
reblogging a moot's post w/ added thoughts: hereee!
i love ranting so let’s get it! 😛
i don't have much to say about margo bc sadly, she's barely there. what i will say though is that as cute as miles and margo would be together, there’s one more movie left lol. the third movie’s gna be busy as hell. there’s literally no time for romance, and to rush miles and margo (two people who just met) into liking each other in, like, a three hour timespan would just be terrible writing. plus, we all know she’s there for some bs having to do with miles nd gwen, which is literally soooooooo very lame, words can't describe. one, where are you finding the time to cram in jealousy/all this angsty romance mess when miles’ dad is ab to die and the universe is ab to collapse bc of a nigga that looks like the lovechild of a cardboard box and a cow?? two, is this really all margo is here for?? to make gwen jealous or “help miles realize he’s in love with gwen” ?? shameeee, like summer said. 😐 i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: margo could be SO much more than a disposable love interest!!!
gwiles/ghostflower fans, i’m going to tell you something that will make you upset. i said i was coming for you and i meant it 🗣️‼️
before you yell at me and push smoke out of your ears, i need you to put your right hand on your chest and close your eyes. you feel your heartbeat? good. now, count to three while taking deep breaths and remember that none of this shit is real so you’d look stupid af trying to attack me. 🙃 some of y’all are getting TOO comfortable being unnecessarily disrespectful and ion like that lol. don’t try it here bc i’m on another level of not gaf!
listen, even if (when?) gwen and miles team up to save his dad, it won’t change the fact that gwen was keeping some hefty info from miles, yo. she was smiling in jeff’s face and cracking jokes like she didn’t know he was bout to die. y’all gotta be so very real with yourselves. you wouldn’t wna date, let alone be FRIENDS with someone who kept something that big from you, regardless of the circumstances or lack of ill intent. one of the most important people in your life concealing the fact that you’re about to lose another important person in your life is insane.
i’m aware that gwen didn’t tell miles about his dad because she genuinely thought it’d cause mass destruction if he saved jeff. thing is, even if miles knew that, i think he’d still feel betrayed. that’s 100% valid because this is his dad we’re talking about. he just lost his uncle not too long ago, too. i wouldn’t blame miles if he never wanted anything to do with gwen again. i wouldn’t blame bro if he got sick to his stomach every time he saw her. it’d be justified, bc if he never followed her that night, then he wouldn’t have had the chance to save jeff.
my point is that you can be a “good person” and still fuck up bad enough to make someone never wna speak to you again. miles is a sweetheart so he’ll probably forgive gwen. my thing is, miles forgiving gwen doesn’t mean the two of them are obligated to be friends again. they can handle it maturely, go their separate ways, nd never speak again. it’s really not even gna hurt y’all cuz it’s the last mf movie anyway??? 😭😭
if it isn’t clear by now, i don’t want miles and gwen together at all. they have no business being around each other frl 🙃 not as friends and definitely not as lovers. like, sure, that one scene where they’re swinging/talking on the bank was my absolute fav. it was cute. i shipped them before i really thought about it. that scene is still my fav, but my adoration for it isn’t gna stop me from keeping it real.
i really don’t care what anyone says or how in love they think these two are, this isn’t a “forgive and forget” situation. if the writers truly wanted gwen and miles to be involved romantically, then not only should they have structured their dynamic better, they shouldn’t have made gwen the person she was in this movie. love, love, LOVE redemption arcs because it’s a reminder that we're human and we're flawed, but you can’t redeem yourself from that. sorry. (not) i say miles should leave that girl alone 🤷‍♀️ leave all potential girls alone ffs.
in conclusion, it’s okay for miles to be single. he's 15 anyway, it's not like he'll die without a girl. i’m the suckiest sucker for anything to do with romance, but characters in film/animation don’t need to have love interests for a project to be considered good. if you feel like it does, then maybe ts you’re watching just sucks, lmao. a girl and a boy can be friends without one having feelings for the other, or both of 'em having mutual feelings. (in the media idk ab irl..) it’s time to stop forcing ts. please.
and it’s okay y’all, i promise you. it’s okay if miles and gwen don’t end up dating. it's okay if they reconcile and stay friends. it’s okay if they reconcile and don’t stay friends. though unlikely, it’s also okay if miles doesn’t forgive gwen at all! resolutions like these go to show that you can “forgive” someone without letting them have access to you anymore. that’s what miles needs to do. straying away from the “happy ending” everyone is expecting would be nice. it’d be a different approach and a realistic way to complete the franchise. (i’m not just saying this bc i love angst)
but before the gwiles (ugly ass ship name btw) fans start throwing up and telling me to end my shit, it’s 99% unlikely that anything i just stated will actually happen. we’re more than likely getting a kiss between miles and gwen, nd that’s bc the writers are probably high off the same dope they were on when they wrote gwen sneaking in thru miles’ window, j for his parents to be way more calm about it than any other normal parent would be. i could say some more about certain scenes but that's for another night.
miles doesn’t need to be with anyone. especially not gwen when it comes down to it.
oh and i HATE peter b. fuck that nigga. he was nun but an extra in this movie and i know he’s an opp in the next. 🙎‍♀️
that’s all! if you read allat then thanks, cuz i wrote a lot. if you're feeling angry, then go for a walk. this isn’t a place for any typa criticism bc i am right, therefore, i am not requesting confirmation. 🙌 i said what i said. have a good night.
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Goodness Jo, imagine you just can’t do it anymore though. For a long time, you were happy with just working for Dynamight, just happy to be around him. Cherishing that friendship you had managed to strike up with him. It was so special to you.
But those feelings keep growing and growing. To say you had a crush would be an understatement. You’d fallen fully in love with this man. All of him, flaws and all. You’d seen a side of him that very few ever see.
You long for more. You wish you could hold him close, love him and understand him in his entirety. But you’ve completely convinced yourself that it is never to be. He’s a pro-hero, among the top ten in Japan. Wealthy and gorgeous, even with the scarring on his face. He could have anyone he wanted. What on earth do you have to offer him?
And those thoughts hit you hard when he starts dating around. He who hasn’t shown any remote interest in anyone since the history of ever starts casually dating. It never seems to get serious; they never wear the girlfriend title, he’s quick to correct them. But they’re beautiful, super model quality. You can’t help but compare yourself.
You try and tell yourself it doesn’t matter, but it just comes to hurt too much. These dates he goes on don’t seem serious, but still. They’re someone else on his arm. And your heart can’t take it anymore. You need to get away. Accept what cannot be and move on.
And I’m pretty sure you mentioned this somewhere else, the real reason he’s suddenly started dating. He believes that you’re too good for him, and he’s trying to take his mind off of you. Trying to move on in his own way. But he can’t. They’re not you. No matter how much he tries, you’re all he thinks about.
Imagine him finding out that you were quietly trying to switch to another agency. 😭 You’re doing it to try and heal, but to him, it’s just confirmation of what he supposedly already knows. You could never want him. This just proves it.
(Ope I went super angsty with this sorry lmao)
Here’s a link to the post you referenced!
It’s the way he starts dating around because he wants to try and erase the pain and hurt that you don’t like him, that you’ll never like him. And it’s easier to try and forget you than to live with the pain each night that he’ll never get you the way he wants, that he’ll have to spend the rest of his life imagining what life with you could’ve been like— and it aches.
But little does he know you feel the exact same way, and now having to sit in the same office as him and watch as he gets ready for his dates in the evening, coming out in a smart dress shirt and slacks and reeking of that expensive cologne that you love. That you wish you could buy for yourself and spritz your pillow/clothes at night to try and imagine him there with you but it costs too much.
You have to sit and listen to these women who call up, desperate to try and arrange a second date or talk to the Pro-Hero again because for some reason he never gave them is cell phone number, only the number to the office.
And you have to sit and watch the man you’re so in love with not love you back.
It hurts.
You thought you could do this, working in the same agency as him seemed better than not seeing him at all, not being around him. You looked forward to seeing him each morning even though you knew it didn’t mean anything, seeing him made your day.
But the more he went out on these dates, the more it began to hurt you.
So now here you were looking through new agencies, you knew a lot of Pro-Heroes thanks to working beneath Dynamight but this was a blessing and a curse. You wanted to try and find someone who wasn’t as close to the number two hero, someone who wouldn’t go straight to him the moment you applied.
So Welder’s agency seemed like the perfect choice— it wasn’t much further to travel, and now the Pro-Hero was doing fewer larger missions and many more petty crime and rescues you felt like you’d be able to avoid Bakugou.
But of course, he finds out. You tried handing in your notice to the HR department but it only takes a few moments before Bakugou is bouldering out of his office and slamming the paper onto your desk, smashing the keyboard and accidentally sending the email you’d been typing prematurely.
“The fuck is this?” His voice doesn’t match his harsh actions, it’s quiet. Sad—
You can’t look up at him, so you continue staring ahead at your computer screen.
“I’m moving agencies.” You murmur, “It seemed like a better opportunity for me-“
“Welder?” Bakugou scrunched his nose, “How much is he offering? I’ll double it.”
“It’s not about the money-“
“So what is it? Am I working you too hard? Do you want more time off? Take as long as you like I’ll—“
“It’s not that,” You cut him off, “It’s nothing like that.”
Your mistake was looking up into his eyes, and you could see the hurt etched in his irises as you tried to hold back tears.
“I love working here.”
You didn’t want to leave, you didn’t want to imagine coming into work in the morning and not seeing Bakugou. Part of you was screaming at him to tell you to stay, that he doesn’t want to lose you— that he loves you. But it was just another fantasy.
“So why are you leaving?” Bakugou’s throat bobs as he slumps beside you. “Why are you leaving me?” He wanted to say.
“I just can’t do this anymore.”
He thinks it’s because he’s made it obvious how much he worships the ground you walk on, how much he thinks the sun shines from your eyes and the way you hold his heart in your hands. Bakugou thinks you’re uncomfortable with the way he feels, the way he acts around you and he’s spoiled any chance of having you in his life.
He hates himself for ruining everything.
“I’ll give you a good reference. The best—“ Bakugou snatches the paper back up, “He’s gonna be lucky to have you.”
And you almost wish he hadn’t let you go so easy— like all your thoughts about how he could never love someone like you were confirmed in that moment as he walked back towards his office. Tears now freely spilling down your cheeks as you furiously try to wipe them away.
How naive of you to think you’d ever had a chance with him in the first place.
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“Go to bed, Goggles!” Insomniac!Varian X Reader
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Hi, my little marshmallows! Thank you to alchemicalwerewolf for the request! This post was SUPPOSED to go out 3 days ago, on Varian’s birthday, but it’s coming out of March 27 because I’ve been REALLY sick. Like. Im struggling here 😭😭😭…AAAANYWAYS. Let’s go!!
Y/N’s pronouns: They/them
Type: Fluff, angst
Warning: Swear words
DISCLAIMER: I’m not very knowledgeable about insomnia, I might get information wrong.
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You’re over at your boyfriend’s lab. It’s 2 am as of now and you’re *trying* to get him to go to sleep.
“C’mon, goggles. When was the last time you went to sleep? I’m asking seriously.” Y/N crosses their arms.
“Hmmm…I went to bed three days ago…that’s enough, right?”
“N-No, it’s really not…” Y/N just stares.
“It’s enough for me, sweetie! I’m not even tired!” He yawns.
“V, you’re yawning. Of course you’re tired. You can’t just ignore your needs.”
“Oh please, (nickname)! I’ll be fine, no worries! It’s all worth it for alchemy!” Varian takes a sip of the hot cocoa that Y/N made for him.
“Varian, you know I can’t let you fuck around and find out what happens with no sleep. You’re going to pass out in the daytime. That’s what always happens to me. I know you only sleep like- once a week. And you know I can’t let you do that.”
Varian lets out a small yawn. “Even so, I can almost never go to sleep. I…I just can’t. Even if I could, I can’t yet. Not while my father is still encased.” An angry look is plastered on his face.
“Varian…please, listen to me. I…no matter what you do, I will stand beside you. But I can’t see you push yourself like this. You can work on freeing your dad tomorrow, okay?” Y/N brushes Varian’s hair out of his face. “Please, goggles? Go to bed?”
“Y/N…I-I’m sorry, but I can’t listen to you. I know what’s right. I’m going to free my father, I don’t care how long it’ll take. I’ll sacrifice weeks worth of sleep before I even think of going to bed for 8 hours.”
He mixes up a chemical, before pouring it on the amber…he waits. “C’mon…c-c’mon-please…” Y/N and Varian watch closely. The chemical evaporates, not doing anything. Varian’s body tenses up, before tears roll down his face. He pounds his fist on the amber.
“FUCK! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK.” As Varian pounds his fist on the amber, he starts to bleed. Y/N drags him away.
“Goggles! You’re going mad! You’re not yourself right now!” Y/N grabs and hugs him.
“No…no…no no no nonononono…i-it’s not…why didn’t it work? I-I-It was supposed to work. It’s not right. I-It’s not…” Varian just stares at the chemical.
After hyperventilating for a bit, Varian hugs back.
“Y/N…I didn’t want to tell you this, but…I’m scared.”
“Scared?”
“Terrified. What if…what if I never see my father again? What if…he’s stuck here f-for years? The rest of my life, even?” *Varian starts shaking.
Y/N removes their headphones and puts them on Varian. “Varian, I know you’ll see your dad. I know you’ll find a way. You’re so smart. You can do it, I believe in you. But…out of good conscience, I can’t let you do this without going to bed. Please, Varian.”
Varian pauses “W-Will you cuddle me before I sleep?”
Y/N smiles, before kissing his cheek. “Of course I will. I won’t leave you.”
“Then…fine. I’ll go to bed…”
“Good.” Y/N picks up the 5’2 (A/N: I’M NOT JOKING, HE’S 5’2…GOOGLE IT.) boy and leads him to bed. They cuddle him tightly. Kissing his forehead.
Though Varian finds it extremely difficult, he starts drifting off to sleep.
Y/N and Varian fall asleep together. Varian sleeps for the first time in three days.
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Oooookay! We are done! alchemicalwolf, I hope that was good enough! I haven’t been writing fics for too long, oneshots are a bit tricky to me. I will get better with time!!!!
Soooo everyone, please give me more requests (in either the comments or my ask box) so I can write for you guys and improve my writing! Bye-bye for now, my little marshmallows!
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dreamkidddream · 8 months
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Hey guys!
After a lot of heavy thinking, I decided that I will be archiving this blog- but I won’t be deleting anything!
I’ve been wanting to try something new and after everyone that happened, that kinda became the push I needed to make the final decision, which is honestly bittersweet.
If you want the entire reason I’m leaving, everything is under the cut. If you just want the TLDR: I’m archiving this blog and moving to another account (which I won’t be publicly sharing) so that I can have a fresh start. It’s been great writing for you guys and I love you all so much! I never thought I would make it to over 2k followers in my entire life, and it was so much fun interacting with y’all 😭💗 if I don’t see you over on my new account, I love and appreciate every single one of you and wish you all nothing but the best, and thanks for being a big part of making my life a little more brighter 🫶🏿
For those that want the full explanation, here it is! (And buckle up cause it’s long):
So basically the TLDR on the drama/discourse- I received multiple hate messages (one even being threatening) calling me a ped*phile for writing aged up SFW Miles Morales content. I didn’t post the messages publicly because 1. I don’t want to bring discourse/negativity on my blog because I want to keep things positive and 2. I didn’t want to give them attention cause I didn’t know if they were trolling or seriously upset. I made a post celebrating that I got my first ever hate messages as a joke/trying to laugh it off (cause it really did come out of nowhere lol) when the same group reblogged it and started to attack me more. I ended up blocking them and left it alone- but I didn’t feel comfortable writing for the time being because I’m thinking that I really did make people uncomfortable with my works- which was never the intention.
They never pointed out what work was the issue, but I’m assuming (because like I said, they never specify what work or works it was and I know it wasn’t anything I recently posted), it was of my earlier works (Miles with a Flirty!Reader that was posted in 2021). I reread it and not only was it cringe, but I could see how it could be problematic and make people uneasy.
I posted an apology because like I said- making people uncomfortable was never the intention- I was a dumb and inexperienced writer who didn’t know any better. I don’t write NSFW on this blog, and I don’t/will never write NSFW with minors ever. I didn’t take the post down because I didn’t want it to seem like I was “hiding” anything, so I kept it up (but if I was asked to delete it, I would acknowledge it and then take it down).
I didn’t get any more messages after that, but I was really uncomfortable with writing after that.
Listen- I always write my characters aged up. It’s been in my rules since I started writing that all characters are aged up (unless if it was with characters like Luke who I write strictly platonic for). I didn’t know there was serious discourse behind that until I got those messages (and I didn’t know how HUGE it was either). Then I found myself falling down this rabbit hole of that discourse and just honestly feeling worse about myself, genuinely thinking I’m a horrible person for writing, so that’s why I took a break to self reflect on my choices.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t agree with getting called a p*do and honestly think that it was uncalled for and very disgusting. That word isn’t something to throw around like it’s nothing- real people are victims of that, and being called over fanfics isn’t okay. I’m not attracted to kids- most of my content is just soft/fluff, including what I write with aged-up characters that are imagined/in a AU where they’re older than their canon age. If it’s something different (ie. Yandere content), I give content warnings and tag it correctly, and make sure that it’s never crossing over any lines into DC (dark content)/NSFW territory. I know that minors interact with my works and that’s totally okay! I’ve always let minors interact with my stuff, the only thing I set a boundary on is that they don’t direct message me (since I’m not a minor and want that boundary to be respected). It’s never been an issue with minors reading my stuff, which is why I make sure it’s never crossing into a territory that like the ones previously mentioned.
So after thinking for a while and taking a break, I still want to write and I’ll more than likely still be writing aged-up characters. I’ll just be extra careful and mindful with what I post and probably won’t write for Miles Morales anymore (which might be for the best since the Spiderverse fandom has a lot of discourse going on rn that I was not aware of until this happened 😬).
To this day, I have no hard feelings if you aren’t cool with the concept of aging up characters even if it’s just SFW- it is totally okay, I understand. Everyone should have their online experience be enjoyable, and if not interacting/blocking me will help with that, then go for it! It’s no hard feelings. There’s nothing wrong with blocking people if it helps curate your own online experience. This is Tumblr- it’s not that serious especially when it comes to writing fanfiction. It’s a place where everyone should be able to have fun!
I do want to genuinely apologize again, and I take full accountability and responsibility if I hurt anyone with my actions. I write as a hobby and a way for me to connect with others with the same interest- it’s never anything with ill or shady intentions.
If you read this far, thanks! I’m still finishing up with some touches on my new blog, but I will not be posting the username publicly. My moots will have the username and people that I interacted with before, but I don’t feel comfortable sharing it openly after everything that happened 😅
Thank you all again for the love, support, and fun times over the years. When I first started this blog, I wasn’t thinking it would turn out to be anything like this- being able to share my works/interests with people who I could sincerely call a friend has really helped me in my life. Not only with getting out of my comfort zone, but also with making me happy in general.
Love you guys so much- please take care and thanks again for being a big part of helping me be myself <33
Stay safe and take care of yourselves!
-Dream 💫
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sp00kyapricotz · 2 years
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future- dallas winston x fem! reader
a/n: sorry i haven’t posted anything in a while i’ve just been super busy! but i’m into the outsiders now so yeah enjoy 😭i hate this a lot but i’ll be working on better stuff soon
warnings: blood mention, cut mention
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it was 12am and you were changing into a cream white silk slip when you heard a rythmic knock on your door
a normal person would be startled or pissed, but you were used to this by now
you knew who it was immediately, your boyfriend, dallas winston
you were taking to long to get to the door
“babeee open up”
he was all bloodied and bruised up, more than he usually was after a rumble
“god dal you look fucked up!” you say as you run up to him
“relax dollface i’m fine, just a few cuts and scrapes here and there, get me a cancer stick will ya babe”
“dally you are not fine stay here”
you run over to get some gauze and bandages from your room
“honey sit down”
he listens to you and sits down
he shuffles around in the couch seat trying to hide the immense pain he was going through, though you could still see it visibly
he accepted it at this point and took off his leather jacket, allowing you to see more of his injuries
that’s when you notice a blood stain on the side of his torso
“dallas don’t tell me this was another knife fight”
“ok it was, but babe if i had known it was gonna be a knife fight i wouldn’t have gotten like this you know those socs never fight fair”
“alright enough, take off your shirt that cuts gonna get infected if we wait any longer”
“wow you’re really that desperate to see me shirtless huh babe”
“dal just take the shirt off and shut up please”
normally he wouldn’t accept that kind of talk towards him but he was head over heels in love with you so he’d let you say anything to him and wouldn’t care, mainly because he just adored your voice
he took off his shirt and you got to work
“this is gonna sting a little okay”
you look up at him knowing he’s not focusing on your words instead he’s just looking straight into your eyes
“ah fuck” dally throws his head back onto the chair from the pain of the stinging
“ i told you it was gonna sting”
you wrap the gauze around his stomach noticing just how deep the cut actually was
“dal this shits pretty deep”
“yeha yeha i know ,just hurry i wanna go to bed”
“ok..”
you finish wrapping and bandaging and he gets up to go to your bedroom
“wait you’re staying over tonight?”
“yeah? i can’t stay over at bucks tonight the cops are gonna be looking for me over there”
“what the fuck? what else did you do now?”
“the cops showed up right before i started walking here, they saw me and started chasing me down, don’t worry though i don’t think they saw me come this way”
“shit dallas why you always gotta be getting into trouble like this?”
“what are you talking about?”
you see a rise in anger in his tone, which starts to scare you
“forget it, just go to bed dal the extra pillows are in the closet by the left door”
“alright…” he says turning back to you
….
after a long 15 minutes of silence, you assumed dally had fallen asleep already so you went along to the bathroom to get ready for the night
as you were washing your face, the sight of the gash on his stomach just kept replaying
you couldn’t help but think about how if that knife had gone a little further, you could’ve lost him forever
while you and dal had your rough spots, at the end of the day you could never live with out him
and with the thought of that your eyes began to water, then a river of tears came
you didn’t want dally to hear you, so you washed away the tears and just got straight into bed as if nothing happened
unfortunately he’s an incredibly light sleeper and when you got into bed he woke up
“y/n what time is it?”
his voice groggy and dry
“you’ve only been asleep for an hour go back to bed”
your voice was shaky and you knew he would hear it
and he did
“y/n what’s wrong?”
“what do you mean what’s wrong there’s nothing wrong”
dally turns on the lamp which reveals your puffy red eyes and nose
you see the scars on his face, his black eye and busted lip in more detail now that the light is on, you just broke down completely
he takes you in and holds on to you tightly
“doll what’s wrong, i can’t help you if i don’t know what’s buggin you”
“it’s you dal, i love you too much to see you getting hurt like this all the time”
“what?”
“if that blade had gone even an inch further i probably would’ve never seen you again, and i- i just don’t think i’d be able to live with that”
“you know i’ll never die from a rumble like that, i’m tough okay? you don’t gotta worry alright”
“i know you’re tough. but you’re not made of steel, a bullet goes through you and you’re gone… gone! you realize that right?”
“i know, but that’s not gonna happen alright”
dally moves his hands to holds your face
“look i know i don’t have a future, but you do and i just don’t wanna see you wasting that on someone like me. but if you want me to be a part of that future then i’ll try to keep out of shit that could get me killed”
“but you do have a future dal, at least with me..”
“so please just try to keep out of trouble”
“i can’t make too many promises but i can say ill try”
“thank you dally”
you look up into his eyes and fall into his warm embrace.
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Description: you guys go on the trip to Italy but it doesn’t end very well
Pairing: Peter Parker x black fem reader
It’s been a while , I didn’t know what to write about please don’t get me 😭 - v
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They were everywhere…literally everywhere, i couldn’t even turn the corner without seeing them smooching off of each other
We are currently in Italy for a school trip and I kinda regret coming, there’s so much couples everywhere and I cannot seem to escape
Plus looks like Peter is hopping in the bandwagon right behind ned with trying to get with MJ
“What happened to being American bachelors in Europe” I heard peter say to ned
“Dude I’ve changed those were words of a little boy, I’m a man” Ned said to peter
“Jesus Christ Ned you just get a girlfriend now your acting like your some kinda of saint” I said flipping through my engineering book
“Y/n- you weren’t even in this conversation” Ned replied frowning a bit “she’s kinda right through” Peter said to Ned
“Peter you still trying to do that plan?” I looked at him “yeah hopefully I can go through with this without any problems ahead” he said
“When is there never not a problem Peter? Guarantee you might have to pull out the suit” I whispered to him “but anyways enough with the couple talk I can’t stand it” i put my book back in my tote bag
I wore a green tan and brown striped shirt , black slacks with checkered print vans, I put my dreads in a lazy ponytail and I had glasses on even though I could see perfectly fine I just wanted to wear them with my outfit
“Y/n your style is weird” Ned said, I looked up at him “whaddya mean?” He thinks for a moment “I don’t know it’s lazy yet so professional” he added
“Lazy yet so professional? Hm I’ll take it” I said smiling at him “how did you even come up with this style anyway?” Peter said I looked up at him “oh I just had inspiration from certain people” I nodded to myself
“That’s cool, who are those people?” He said curiously “uh- favorite artist like people I listen to” I said to him it was a bit awkward probably because I confessed to him 5 months ago and he sadly turned me down but I moved on …..kinda?
“oh nice nice” he said to me I nodded and folded my arms “well long trip ahead I better go get some snacks” I said to the two and walked away
While I was walking away to one of the random stores I heard “WAIT” I turned around and saw peter running towards me “what the..” I mumbled confused on why he was running towards me
He stopped right in front of me out of breath “are you good?” I said to him “y-yeah I’m fine you just walk really fast” he said to me still out of breath
“yeah I get that a lot” I chuckled to myself “but why did you run over here for ?” “I needed your advice about my plan-” I shucked my teeth and walked away “nope I don’t wanna hear about couples”
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We arrived at the hotel and everyone else left but, I didn’t feel like going out so I stayed in, plus all that lovey dovey would rub off on me
I sighed and pulled out my phone and started scrolling through social media, but it was filled up with couple posts and pictures of our classmates on the trip
I groaned and turned off my phone “let’s just take a nap” I said to myself, I laid down and got comfortable and drifted off to sleep
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Knocking woke me up from my nap, I sat up rubbing my eyes “just a moment” I said getting off the bed “what the hell” I said to myself
I opened the door and found peter and Ned standing there “what?” I said clearly tired Ned opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off “wait wait wait, before you start if it has to do with anything couple related I will shut this goddamn door on your face” I said now fully awake
“We got attacked” Ned said “attacked how what?” I said confusedly “actually wait come in” I said opening the door wider so they can step in the hotel room
“What happened?” I said with my arms crossed “some big water giant attacked us” Ned said “thank god that guy was there, without him we’ll be toast” he added
“You got Spider-Man right there what you mean?” I said pointing to peter “did you do anything peter ?” I turned to him
He nodded “yeah I webbed up some buildings so they wouldn’t fall and also held up a tower but it fell” I nodded “okay at least nobody is hurt” i said while sitting down
“But what do you want me to do about this? You guys had to come to me for something” I said looking at the pair
They stared at me
“What…?” I said shifting uncomfortably
“Y/n….can you…”
“Don’t tell me you want me to upgrade your suit” I said grabbing my brown coat
“Listen…I know you only do that if it’s necessary but I really need it” Peter said desperately
I looked at peter “look…I’m sorry but, I have no lab to work in and I didn’t bring my materials with me…I’m sorry Peter” I said looking at him sitting on the bed next to ned
Peter nodded and got up while leaving the room , ned slowly looked back at me and mouthed ‘sorry’ and closed the door behind him
I then plopped down on the bed and held my hands to my face “why the hell would I do that”
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❧ pairing: dark choco x reader (gender neutral)
❧ genre: fluff(??? idk what to call this bye)
❧ summary: you wander off from the limits of your kingdom and end up somewhere cold and distant. some random guy, who claimed to be the prince, finds you stranded and almost kills you! how fun.
❧ notes: me when i actually fucking post something ih ny goD HELLO IM SSORRY 😭??? i said i was gonna post more during summer but i literally didn’t and i’m 2 monthz in2 sschool now ☠️ good fucking bye i am not consistent 💋 anyway this is the prequel to blood stained sword! i’ve decided that blood stained sword will bee itz own long ass story with like 2 different plot linez n whatever, therez like 5 more prequel partz after this one (this will prb bee the worst 1 bc i rushed on it bye) ☠️ also ty for the support on blood stained sword btw :] !! reallt glad that people enjoyed it sm !! also also reqz are open !! read pinned 4 more info 🦤༶•┈┈┈┈┈♡┈┈┈┈┈•༶
holy shit. you swore your skin was turning blue from how cold you were. snow was quite literally everywhere, making everything seem so bright and shiny. it felt like mere minutes ago when you were in your kingdom’s property, looking for your mother’s lost cake hound. but now, you had no clue where you were and how you even got here. your kingdom was so vibrant, and this frozen tundra of an area was awful. not a single building was in sight, just large mounds of ice and snow. it was also dead quiet. unbearably quiet. the only sound you could detect was the snow crunching beneath your feet. a small tree was nearby, somehow. it didn’t matter to you how it got there, all you cared about was having something to lean against and regain your strength.
leaning against a random ass tree has never felt better. it’d be better if you didn’t hear snow crunching when you weren’t walking. your first thought was that it was probably just some harmless animal, searching for food in this snowy death trap. however, adrenaline started to slowly rush as a voice called out. you didn’t hear exactly what was said, but still, this person could be a threat. because of the cold, you didn’t have much strength to wield your sword. all you could do was just wait. the sound of crunching snow only grew closer and closer as you waited.
the crunching stopped. right in front of you. you were so busy looking around from spot to spot, you didn’t even notice when the source of the voice was right there. the stranger narrowed his eyes when he was finally face to face with you, gripping his own sword. “who are you? trespassers aren’t welcome here,” his voice had an obviously fake deepness to it, as if he was trying to make himself seem more intimidating. it would be funny to you because of how stupid he sounded, but you were mildly terrified, actually. “trespasser? i don’t even know where the hell i am,” you attempted to scoff, but your throat was so dry and your voice was too shaky. “do you expect me to believe that excuse?” he eyed you suspiciously, “i can see that sword. are you planning some type of assassination?” you felt more annoyed than scared now, was this guy serious? “i’m deadass freezing to death right now, does it look like i’m about to kill someone?” his grip on his sword lightened, but he kept it in front of him.
“watch your language. it is quite disrespectful to speak to a prince with such words,” the supposed prince still had his guard up, displaying cautious behavior towards you. “you? prince?” this guy did not seem like a prince in the slightest. “do you expect me to believe that?” you mocked his tone from earlier, staring directly at him. he seemed more annoyed with your actions, and you felt the same. “listen,” he says, “it’s getting dark. if you truly are just passing through, i’m bringing you back with me.” did you want to trust this guy that almost stabbed you? not really. did you have a choice? not really. “alright. but, if you end up being some wanted serial killer or something, i will—no, i am going to— beat your ass,” you try to ignore the shakiness of your voice, thinking that you could make yourself sound tougher. upon hearing your vulgar language once again, the guy cringes. “follow me.” and with that, he turns around, his milky white armor almost blending into the snow.
“finally, dear god,” you sigh, bundling up in the heavy blanket that the bed provided. the prince had brought you to a local inn located within his kingdom, which was surprisingly very nice. he awkwardly spoke up, leaning against the wall like some cool guy would, “do you mind if i ask for your name?” oh, now he wanted to ask your name. after that long and quiet walk here. “only if you tell me yours first,” you were going to cross your arms, but you’d much rather cling onto the blanket. “prince dark choco cookie,” dark choco said with a bow. a small hum came from you as a response. at least you could stop referring to him as ‘guy’ or ‘the guy’ in your head. “and you?”
“oh, right. (Y/N), (prince/princess) of the helios kingdom.” dark choco seemed slightly shocked by the end of your sentence. he gave you a weird look, “you— you’re a (prince/princess) of a kingdom?” both of you were on common ground. firstly, you didn’t like each other so far. secondly, both of you refused to believe that you were royalties. “uh, yea? literally just said that dude,” you say in a matter of fact tone. “oh, that’s…cool,” the look on his face told you he was holding back some stupid sassy remark, your face told him the same thing. “well, since i’ve never heard of your kingdom before, it must be pretty far away. how long were you in the snow exactly?” changing the subject, nice move.
“like 2 hours. and yea, i’d say it’s pretty far. since your kingdom is literally the ice age and my kingdom is 5 feet away from the sun.” dark choco was probably going to say something about being offended, but you weren’t wrong. “what do you mean ‘5 feet away from the sun?’ i think everybody on earthbread would shrivel up if that was the case,” he sounded so confident in what he had just said, but you were going to ruin that. “it…it was a joke. pretty common joke in my kingdom, cause it’s hot as balls there.” dark choco apparently didn’t understand humor, which didn’t really surprise you. “ah, i see. so if you’re so far away from your kingdom, you must’ve been traveling for a long time,” he paused and observed you, pondering on what to say next.
“well,” he started talking again after fidgeting with the ends of his long hair, “depending on how you feel in the morning, we’ll get you back to your kingdom.” oh hell no, you were not staying here until morning. absolutely not. “what? why can’t we just go now? i’m already pretty warm,” you attempted to protest against the prince’s decision, but he wasn’t changing his mind. “you clearly aren’t used to such cold weather,” dark choco began to fidget with his hair again as he spoke, “you’ll freeze as soon as we head out. it’ll be slightly warmer during the day, and navigation will be easier.”
you hated that he was right, but you wouldn’t admit to that. “fine,” sighing, you just agreed to his plans. “alright, i’ll see you in the morning. goodnight.” dark choco left you alone in the unfamiliar room. weirdly, you felt…strange without his presence there. maybe it was because you couldn’t sleep in such a place. a place that was most likely a long way away from your comfortable kingdom. but hey, at least the blanket was really cozy.
“(Y/N)?” a voice, that you recognized from last night, spoke with a whisper tone. rather than responding, you just curled up further into the soft covers. your refusal to get up earned you an annoyed groan from dark choco. “i thought you wanted to go home,” his voice hinted that his patience was running thin. the mention of going home made you perk right up, “are we leaving now?” you resisted the urge to pump your fist in the air when dark choco nodded his head. “but, you’ll want to put this on first.” dark choco had what looked like a large coat slung over his shoulder. he handed it to you, “it’ll keep you from, y’know, freezing out there.” it seemed pretty high quality. the material on the inside was very fluffy, and it felt really soft against your skin. dark purple appeared to be the main color scheme, along with a few lighter shades of blue here and there. after you put it on, you gave him a nod, telling him you were ready. he opened the door for you, how nice.
snow was still falling from the sky, though a bit more gently compared to last night. “i stayed up a little late researching your kingdom. i was able to find a map!” dark choco seemed pretty proud of himself, which almost brought a smile to your face. “good, so we won’t get lost. i mean, i hope we won’t,” you awkwardly mumbled that last part quietly. “your kingdom seems interesting, by the way. maybe when we get there, i could look around?” his curiosity of your kingdom surprised you a little. most people tended to avoid your kingdom because of the heat. you shrug, “you probably won’t like the heat, but i guess.” dark choco just laughs, “i can handle anything!” “we’ll see about that.” more small talk started blooming between the two of you as you walked through the thick snow. maybe the prince wasn’t as bad as you originally thought.
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