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snazzyturtles · 8 months

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“Backseat Lover”

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4

tsukishima x f!reader, nsfw, mdni

you and tsukishima have hated each other since the minute you moved into the house across the street from his. but when his car breaks down on the ride home, and you're stuck with him for the night, things are bound to happen

wc: 5 k

tw: enemies to lovers, car fucking, grinding, semi-public sex, unprotected, creampie, biting, marking, pet names (pipsqueak, shortie, baby), tsukki & reader are lowkey both tsunderes so prepare for smack talk

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"sup pipsqueak-" tsukishima whispered in your ear as you opened your locker. you snapped your head around to look at him, yamaguchi snickering close behind him. you narrowed your eyes and rolled them.

"you do realize that it's pretty narcissistic to call anyone that's a centimeter shorter than you a pipsqueak, right beanpole?”

he chuckled a bit and leaned in closer. "pipsqueak" he whispered once more.

you grabbed your books from your locker, swinging and hitting him in the chest with it before turning around. "shut up kei~" you yelled over your shoulder as you walked away.

his eyes went wide, his back hitting the locker door he was pushed against. yamaguchi was bent over laughing at your actions as tsukishima simply stared at your back as you left, his breath catching. he didn't think you could hit that hard. "so the pipsqueak is still feisty…”

“i like feisty…” he whispered under his breath.

you and tsukishima had been like this ever since you moved into the house across the street from his in middle school. it was your final year in high school, and yet your dynamic had still never changed. you don't think you'll ever understand why he acted this way, picking on you nonstop, but you weren't someone who took that treatment. getting multiple classes with him and his friends this year definitely didn't help though, it only made you two have to see each other even more often.

he pushed himself off the locker and ran after you. ”hey, pipsqueak. you know i got my driver's license right?" he said smugly as he walked up to you.

you glanced in his direction with your eyebrow raised. "oh really? and that matters to me because…?”

"i don't know, pipsqueak, maybe because now you don't have to walk all the way home from school anymore? no wonder you’re still in shape, you have to cover a lot of ground.” he smirked at you.

you stared at him in silence for a bit, before sighing and looking away “...okay fine. whatever.”

"you actually want a ride?" tsukki’s smirk grew, “aweee, are you finally letting go of your pride and ego, pipsqueak?" he poked your cheeks, chuckling at you.

you rolled my eyes at him. "no, it's just probably going to be easier than walking home… i wanna give my legs a break.”

“awe, lazy little pipsqueak-“ he leaned down and spoke at you with a baby voice, before smirking and standing back up, looming over you. "but if you are thinking you're going to be sitting in the front, you’re wrong. the front seats are for big kids, and i don’t want to hear your smart mouth." he smirked at you.

you stared at him with furrowed brows, obviously upset and growing more annoyed as the conversation progressed. "are you serious? i'm already going to have to wait until after you finish volleyball practice, i think i deserve front seat rights.”

"nah, i'm the one doing you the favor. back seat or walk, pipsqueak~”

“…ugh fine! whatever. let's just… get to class and... figure this out later.” you mumbled under your breath, turning your head.

"hehe, shortie’s finally becoming submissive, as she should be. i knew it’d happen one day." he smirked at you and ruffled your hair as you entered the classroom. rolling your eyes, you sat down at your desk, looking away from him.

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you sat through the final two classes of the day, collecting your things and heading to the library. you wanted to stay as far away from him for as long as you possibly could, but when the hour passed and the library closed, you were required to go to the gym and watch tsukishima's volleyball practice.

you knew he played, seeing him occasionally play with his brother or friends in the neighborhood, but you had never actually seen him in action. he looked…. hot.

the sweat was dripping off his body, muscles flexing and panting hard as he practiced. his t-shirt was tight, sticking to his skin, and you could practically count his abs from where you sat. you had never noticed his physique, and while he was still just about as skinny as he was when you first met him, he had definitely buffed up over the years. you kept having to look down at your phone to act like you weren't staring at him, but it was definitely obvious to the boys in the gym- especially tsukishima.

he could feel your eyes, watching every move he’d make, every play he did, every dive he made. after practice ended for the night, he turned and looked at you for a moment, smiling and winked at you as he went to the showers.

his wink made you freeze, eyes glued to his back as he walked away and out of the room. did he notice you staring?

he soon came out of the locker room after a quick shower and changing into different clothes, walking towards the parking lot with you trailing after him and his long strides. once you got to the car, he opened up the door to the back seat, snickering as you rolled your eyes and threw your bag in the back, sliding in after it. he slammed the door shut, turning to open his and sit in the front. starting the engine, he looked back at you with a smirk, "tired pipsqueak?"

you looked at him with a dead stare and shook your head.

"no." you said, putting your headphones on as he backed the car out of its parking spot.

you sat in silence for a few minutes, and he couldn't stop himself from chuckling at the way you were acting. he could hear you muttering the words to the song you were listening to under your breath. "you know i can still hear you, right pipsqueak?” he spoke up louder, smiling at you through the rearview mirror.

you were staring out of the window, trying your best to ignore him as he drove out of the parking lot and got on the road that led to your side of town. it was late, and you were too tired and annoyed to deal with his teasing or even bother to give any back anymore. The car became silent once he realized you weren't going to interact with him, and he decided to just stare forward at the road he was driving on while you watched the dark scenery passing as you moved through the mountainside on your way home.

suddenly, the car jolted, making you lurch forward in your seat and hit the back of his as the car abruptly came to a stop.

“k-kei? what just happened?”

"hm?" his eyebrows were furrowed as he looked at you through the rearview mirror, cursing under his breath. "damn this car is old. it must be the alternator- pipsqueak, can you come and check with me?” he yelled over his shoulder as he got out of the car and headed towards the front.

your eyes were blown wide as you followed him out of the car, circling to open the hood. when tsukishima opened it, smoke began to come out.

"yeah, i think the car's dead... here let me call-“ when you looked down to turn your phone on, you noticed it wasn't turning on whenever you’d hit the on button. the battery had run out- your phone was dead.

"uh oh…"

he just sighed, closing the hood again with an obviously frustrated slam. that car was ancient, a hand-me-down from his older brother when he got a new one. he should've known this would happen sooner than later.

"well, shit. we’re gonna have to wait until someone passes by on this road to help, or walk to the house. you want me to carry you on my back?”

your eyes blew wide at his suggestion, not expecting him to volunteer to carry you like that. “i-let’s just wait for someone to come by… another car has to drive past at some point tonight, right?” you sat back down in the backseat as tsukishima stood with his back pressed against the side of the car. you were stuck.

"damn, why did this have to happen to us?” you buried your face in your hands.

his foot was tapping against the road from the state of stress that was shared between the two of you. you already looked so tired and upset, and it made him feel more agitated. "relax pipsqueak, i'm sure someone will pass by… we just have to be patient.” he sank to his knees and sat against the car, letting out a long sigh.

you groaned, flinging your head back against the seat to look out the sunroof. “ughhhh.”

"our luck, nobody's going to pass by until tomorrow morning. let's face it, nobody drives around this part of town this late at night. we're stuck kei.”

he looked up towards you, and then stared out into the road that stood ahead. you were probably right. "maybe we should just sleep then. i have a blanket in the trunk, it gets cold around this part of town at night so we’ll probably need it…”

“you can sleep on my lap if you want" he smirked up at you in addition to his side comment, taking you by surprise from his forwardness.

your face started burning bright red. ”y-yeah, i guess you're right.” you looked at the front of the car, before turning to look back at him as he stood up again. “i’ll probably have to do that though, you're so tall that i don't think the front seat will be very comfortable…”

tsukishima chuckled as he went to open the trunk and picked up a small blanket. he walked back towards you and handed you the blanket, smirking again. “you’ll have to be the little spoon today, shortie.”

he picked you up and placed you against himself, his chest pressing into your back and the small blanket laid on top of your waists. the feeling was awkward, and you lay there in silence as you stared at the back of the front seat. you rotated your head slightly to look back at him, whispering, ”h-hey kei? can i ask you a question?”

he looked down at you, and his hand began to play with the ends of your hair. "sure, pipsqueak. you can ask me anything." he murmured in a grumbly voice. when his hands started touching your hair, you froze, suddenly unable to think.

"why are you so mean to me, and then act like… this, sometimes? it… it's confusing..”

he stared at you, implying that this was not a question he was prepared for. he kept playing with your hair as he stayed silent, thinking. the silence was definitely awkward, and he could see how uncomfortable you were becoming. he decided to be honest with you, not wanting to lie to you anymore.

"i don't really know. your voice, your face, your personality, everything about you has always been just so annoying, but i think i’ve slowly begun liking you, i guess? i don't know if that makes sense.”

you slowly shifted your body weight to the other side, turning over to look into his eyes. you were face to face, close enough that you could feel his breath ghosting your nose as you looked up. "w-wait... what? you... you... like me?”

you were so close that he could smell the leftover scent of your strawberry shampoo in your hair, making his heart beat faster and have to hold back a moan. he looked into your eyes, your facial expression looking so cute for once. "i think i do pipsqueak."

he looked scared of his own words, that his feelings might ruin the relationship you shared. years of holding the idea of mutual hate and irritation, suddenly turning into love confessions in a cramped car seat. you stared at each other in silence for a minute, unsure of what to do, before tsukishima shifted and began to lean his head down and forward towards yours.

he leaned in closer and closer to you, and you could feel his warm breath right next to your lips. "pipsqueak~" he whispered, just before your lips met.

his lips were soft, and he kissed you kindly as his hand snaked around to hold the back of your head closer to him. he was being gentle with you for what felt like the first time, his mouth almost teasing yours from how light he was being. it took your breath away- you would've never thought you’d be doing this with him. when the kiss finally broke, you sat there, panting and staring into his eyes. he was still blushing, and just looking at you made his body tremble.

"that was... uh…” he looked at you with his eyes darting around in uncertainty. he just kissed you, and neither of you could believe what just happened. “uhhm… pipsqueak? can i kiss you again?”

you were shaking, your breaths coming out short and heavy. you definitely didn't expect that. "y-yes kei" you whispered. he leaned closer to kiss you once again, wrapping his arms around you so he could hold you even more closely.

"god i want you, pipsqueak.” he whispered in your ear while moving to kiss your cheek. you whimpered at his words, eyes squeezing shut. it made you blush- you weren't expecting him to say that.

he suddenly sat up, pulling you up onto his lap as he began to kiss you again, more passionately. faster. harder.

after the first two kisses, he definitely wanted more. he wanted you to be his, and only his. ”i think i might love you, pipsqueak.” he murmured under his breath. your breath caught at his words. love? kei tsukishima loved you? a moan left your throat as he continued to kiss you, your mind and thoughts blurred by all of this.

you both didn't want your lips to stop touching, feeling like you could finally be happy for once by just kissing each other. your lips were his heaven. he began feeling your body and running his hands through your hair as he started to kiss and nibble you on the neck. "baby, i want you so bad~" he whispered in your ear.

a long whine escaped your mouth as you felt his teeth tug at the skin on your neck, his hands beginning to trail under the back of your shirt. “w-w-want you too kei" you breathed out.

he let out a small exhale at your words, smirking to himself. his hand began to explore your body more, feeling the curves and bumps of your soft, sexy skin. he wanted to be with you right there, and he wanted you to be his. "you are so soft, pipsqueak-" he whispered as he kept kissing and licking at your neck.

your neck was so sensitive, more sensitive than you thought it could be. his actions were making you go crazy, and his hands touching you at the same time as his mouth was almost too much. the noises you were making were loud and constant. your hands began to trail from his shoulders down too, trying to trace his abs through his shirt.

his lips kept moving further down your neck, leaving hickeys as he kissed your neck like a starved man. "pipsqueak-" he whispered seductively into your ear, as if the nickname was now a dirty word.

you moaned loudly when you heard him say that, your head rolling back, exposing your neck even further. his hands lowered to your ass, gripping it and lifting you slightly to pull you closer to him. your chests were now touching, and you could practically feel all of him. your legs were on either side of his, pressed against each other so close you could feel the other’s breaths and small shivers. you could feel his body heat as you became closer and closer to him; your hips, your waist, your legs, all pushed against his.

he leaned in closer to kiss your neck, trailing his tongue from your ear along your jaw, tickling your throat. he could finally feel you, everything. you were one. his hands slowly tightened around to your hips, grabbing them and starting to pull them back and forth, aiding you in grinding atop him. the feeling made you whine even louder.

“p-pipsqueak..! o-oh my god..." his jaw dropped and his cheeks turned bright red when he began to feel your movements. his heart was racing as he tried to keep himself from making noises, but he couldn't help it. he was surprised that you continued grinding on him, but then again, he wanted this too- he wanted you. his body was becoming sensitive, reacting to your touches and movements. he continued to kiss your neck, slowly moving his tongue up the open skin as he felt your warm friction.

it felt so good, you felt closer to him than you could have imagined you’d ever be. your uniform skirt didn't leave much fabric between the two of you, just his pants and your small panties rubbing against him. "k-kei...aH" your voice caught when you felt his arousal poking you, at the same time as him biting your collarbone.

"p-pipsqueak, i have to..." he couldn't finish that sentence, he was becoming too sensitive to keep his cool. his hands were shaking, as he struggled to take off your skirt. his fingers found the buttons, quickly removing them and throwing your skirt into the seat next to you. he ran his hands under your shirt, warm fingers brushing against your skin as he began pulling your shirt and bra up and over your head at once. the air was cold, and your breathing was heavy as you sat atop him in only your panties.

"k-kei... please…”

it was hot now, and he was still wearing both his shirt and pants, the fabric now rubbing against your bare skin. you began to touch all over his body eagerly searching for more contact. you were so close to each other, your body on his, your legs wrapped around his waist, and he began to let his hands wander around your soft, smooth skin.

"baby... i want you so bad… i can't wait anymore.” he whispered in your ear as he started to kiss your body all over, his lips finding every inch of your skin as his fingers started to explore as well. he was sucking hard against whatever skin he could reach from his position, wanting to mark you, claim you.

your moans and whining became louder as his lips and hands went to places they hadn't touched before. you tugged at his uniform top, trying to quickly unbutton and take it off of him. you wanted to see him more, make it even between the two of you. he made a loud noise when you touched a sensitive spot, mumbling something about volleyball bruises, before gripping your hands and taking control. he wanted more, he needed more.

tsukishima quickly threw the rest of his shirt off and snaked his hand up from your thighs to your hips as he lifted you with one of his arms, the other reaching underneath himself to yank his pants down to his knees. placing you back down on his lap, where underwear was the only barrier that protected you from touching each other, making you whine louder and his eyes roll back once he felt your heat.

his heart started beating super fast, and he was sweating lightly in his anticipation. he could feel you, your thighs, your hips, your breath, everything. when you shifted your weight to lean in and kiss him again, it pressed his clothed cock against the wet spot in your panties, making him groan loud and shiver. god, you were his. he took off his boxers, making him more vulnerable to you. you were one, and you were more than just friends now.

he stared into your eyes as he slowly reached towards you, lifting you again, pulling your panties to the side, and lowering you down on his cock. the moan that left your mouth was deafening, and made his eyes roll back. you were lightly panting as you tried to slowly sink onto him, your eyes squeezed shut. “i should have known how long you’d be, considering how lanky you are.”

“shut up.” he grunted, bucking his hips as almost a punishment for your response, slamming balls deep into you. your mouth hung open and your head flung back, looking like you wanted to scream but couldn't. your expression turned him on even more, and he grabbed your hips, aiding them in moving on him.

you felt him slowly, gently, moving you up and down, your legs and arms wrapped around him like he was your safe place. his eyes were locked into yours, his hands holding you around him as if all he wanted was to keep you close to him, keep feeling you. your grip around his chest was practically choking him, your gummy walls squeezing and milking his cock. your breath was shaking and your legs were quivering as you started moving. “fuck! you’re so tight, baby.”

you wouldn't have believed it if you told yourself a few hours ago that you’d be doing this with tsukishima kei, fucking him in the back of a car on the side of the road, but here you were. enjoying all of it, whining and moaning at the top of your lungs for him.

”k-k-kei..." you couldn't form full sentences as your hips rocked back and forth against his.

your hearts were exploding as you moved. your body against his, it would be a sin not to enjoy it. he was feeling you all over with his large calloused hands, slowly and gently exploring you. he kept you close to him by holding your hips tight, nibbling at your neck and jaw. you were his lover now, and the world outside the car didn't exist. only the two of you, only intense pleasure.

you were mewling, it felt so good. his hands trailing your skin made goosebumps form and you shivered under his touch. "kei i-i.." a groan left your throat as you felt his cock bump your sweet spot.

hearing your moans, he couldn't keep his cool anymore. he felt like he was losing himself and that he was going completely insane from your touch. he began moaning and whispering praise into your ear, coaxing you to continue even more. "pipsqueak, please... don't stop."

you started moving quicker, bouncing up and down on his lap while your mouths were glued to each other. your stomach was beginning to feel twisted, and you couldn't help it when your whines got more constant. his body was twitching with every sensation that was made, and he had lost all his patience. he didn't want it to end, he wanted the night to go on forever.

he was sweating heavily even though it was cold inside the car. he felt crazy, insane, like he had lost every feeling of logic in his head, and it was all about you and him. his moans were becoming louder now, the sound of leather squeaking against hot skin amplified each time you moved.

"k-kei? i-i'm close" you whispered out. your legs were squeezing even tighter around his hips as you moved, almost like a warning.

he felt you, and your words made his heart stop. "baby... can i..." he looked at you, begging you for permission. "can i…” he whispered.

you nodded your head furiously, panting and looking into his eyes. ”yes... please.”

tsukishima felt like he was going to blow up, and he was begging you silently to just do it. his body was shaking so hard because of what you were doing to him. even though he was trying not to, he looked so desperate, staring into your eyes as you were riding him harder and harder. "baby, i'm all yours”

you felt him buck his hips, his cock ramming up and hitting that deep spot inside you that had you seeing stars, and that was the final thing to make you explode. you tensed up, practically screaming your whines out as your body shook around him, gripping his shoulders so hard you were sure your nails would leave indentations in the morning.

he was barely controlling himself, whimpering your name over and over again just hoping you were enjoying him as he was enjoying you. the look on your face, the way your eyes were squeezed shut, your voice mewling, your cunt squeezing and fluttering around his cock. everything about you was making him lose control. he closed his eyes and moaned loudly through gritted teeth. "ohhh my god baby… fuckkk…”

you felt him tense up, and his cock began twitching inside you as he came, a warmth spreading through your core. you looked up at him, both of you panting heavily as you leaned up to kiss him again.

the sounds of the two of you breathing mixed together, almost synchronized. he was panting heavily, but he continued to kiss and hug you like he couldn't get enough of you. when your mouths finally split, you started to lift yourself from his lap so you could sit on the seat next to him, only to feel his warm cum begin to drip out of your pussy once you began to move. you stopped, looking down, and shaking as a moan left your mouth at the feeling.

"pipsqueak, i, uhm, was that..." he looked a little bit scared, staying silent for once, waiting for your response and wanting to help you as much as possible, he didn't want anything bad to happen to you.

you nodded slowly, chuckling at his reaction. "it's you kei…” you looked back up at him, “-it’s okay, thank you.”

tsukishima stayed silent, still trying to process what happened. "thank you too, baby." he whispered to you. his face was still flushed, but he was starting to calm down. "are you okay? i didn't hurt you, did i?”

you looked into his eyes, smiling. ”i'm alright kei..." you giggled, "you've hit me with a volleyball before, many times. don’t worry about pain.” he smiled at you, he was glad you were okay. the conversation felt flat, almost nervous, but it was still sweet.

"yeah, that makes sense." he laughed gently. you shuffled off of his legs, sitting next to him in the backseat. the air between you two was awkward now, with the only sounds cutting the silence being the sounds of nature outside the car and the heavy breaths you were still making. "so what are we gonna do now?" he whispered, staring up at the night sky through the sunroof.

the stars above you were beautiful, the wind felt soft and peaceful. you looked up, watching the view above you as you tried to think about what just happened. “...don't really know to be honest…”

you took a breath and swallowed. "i mean, we could go back to acting like we hate each other, pretending this never happened…” you paused, glancing over to his face, then whispered, “...or do you want to do something else about it?”

"mmm, i don't think we can just forget about this..."

suddenly, a smirk crossed his face and he began to laugh a little under his breath.

"okay, i have to admit, the first time i met you, i thought you were gross and a pipsqueak, and i didn't expect that i would ever be in a situation like this with you. it's insane... but, i want to be with you now, i want to be your lover. can i be your lover? can i make you fall in love with me?" he asked with a soft voice.

you smiled, turning your head to look at him. "i have to be honest, i thought the same way about you. you were always cold and bitchy towards me from the start, and i didn't know why, so i had just decided to return that back towards you... and now? i don't think i can do that anymore.” your reached up, brushing some of his fallen, sweaty hair away from his brow. "i think i might like that though.”

tsukishima took your hand in his and softly smiled. he wasn't the same guy you knew, he was different now, he was vulnerable. he whispered to you. "i never want to be away from you, i want to share everything with you. i’ll be your lover. i'm yours now.”

a soft smile spread as you nodded, leaning up to press a small kiss on the tip of his nose. his whole body was filled with butterflies and he was blushing hard at your response. "pipsqueak, you are adorable." he leaned into you again, resting his head on top of yours, burying his face in your hair. "can we stay here for the rest of the night? just the two of us?" he mumbled, sighing, "don't wanna leave.”

you nodded, shuffling to be closer with him, curling your body to press with his. you grabbed at the small blanket that had long since fallen to the floor and draped it over your bare bodies cuddled next to each other. you knew that in the morning, things would be different. things would change. and you couldn't determine if that would be a good or bad thing, but at that moment, it was just you two, in your own little world of the backseat. you fell asleep with his warm arms wrapped around you, your face tucked into his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breaths as you drifted off, not waking until the sun rose the next morning.

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a/n: the fic was named after a song they play nonstop where i work & it lowkey matched the fic a lot lol, if you wanna listen to it as a prerequisite it's "back seat lover" by mayer hawthorne :)

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twisted-wonderland-but-gayer · 2 years

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Hi 👋 I'm the one who asked for a part two of the flirt yuu 😄 if u can that is 😁 thank you ans wonderful writer u are 💓

Flirty Bastard! Yuu With The First Years (No Ortho)

Vicewardens will come soon I am just waiting for bastard inspiration. Slight feral yuu in Ace and Epels. Slight angst in Deuces and Jacks if u squint

Gn reader

Ace

"...The worst Prefect ever!" Huh? " Maybe you should go back to kindergarten before attending university!” Oh, that hit a nerve… “Anyways… unlike you, I actually have classes to get to. Good luck, janitor prefect!" The Redhead sticks his tongue out in a teasing manner.

The cocky glint in his eyes deflates when he goes to turn away and Yuu grabs him by the face. The prefect leans in close, squishing his cheeks slightly as it's their turn to look down at him with a half-lidded gaze and cocky grin. Shit, why was his heart pounding.

Beyond the very convincing forced calm they wore, Ace could tell there was absolute detest behind those eyes. “My my…” Their voice was silky smooth and so comforting… “Thank you for teaching me about the seven, Ace. You’re quite the sweetheart!~” A flirty tone escapes their throat, making Ace go red like the heart painted on his eye.

Ace's face falls further as he yanks himself out of Yuu’s hand looking at the stranger as if they’ve lost it. “D-Did you not hear me or something?! I said you're the worst!” Ace sputters flusteredly, shooting his arms up defensively.” “Oh I heard, I just didn’t care… It's just so hard to be upset when the person berating you is quite the looker!”

Yuu shoots a wink. “You know some people are into that…” Yuu's expression drops from teasing to a much more serious and disgusted one, yet their smirk remains. “You’re fucking weird!” Ace pushes the student away, not expecting them to catch his wrist. Fuck, why was that attractive to him?

“Oh, what a shame our first fight is not going to be in the sheets… oh well…” The manic look in their eyes tells everything Ace needed to know as they popped their neck. It was the same look that one eel bastard gave people before he’d beat people up. “This is gonna be fun” Yuu purrs out, laughing soon after as they let go of Ace's wrist to crack their knuckles. They were going to put this brat in their place.

Jack

He, unfortunately, met Yuu during book two. Jack hates it when people act too friendly. And here Yuu was being flirty. “Ooo~ So you’re the strong, silent type I guess. That’s fun.” Seriously, Yuu threw him off at first, but despite their strong personality, he had to admit, they were reliable, and with a good head on their shoulders.

He gets flustered with every remark you make and usually becomes defensive quickly afterward, much to your amusement. In retrospect, he probably shouldn’t have entered the room of someone who loves to tease him so heavily. The wolf just wanted to make sure you and Grim got up in time, and now here he was backed into a corner.

“Well, well, well, a big bad wolf breaking into a poor magicless human's room, how scandalous!” “I didn’t mean to—“ “I could have been naked! Or perhaps were you looking forward to that?” “No! I’m-! Ugh—“ “Oh I am just an innocent little human, in a new world no less! I could never fight back against someone as well-built as you and your wolfishly good looks!”

Jack’s ears are pressed flat against his skull as Yuu sits up, the blanket being the only thing covering them. No way, were they actually— The human corners the wolf in their room, the poor boy so confused and flustered on what to do. The human looks at him and tilts their head.

“Just messing with you!~” Yuu drops the blanket to show a tank top that matches their skin underneath. A shit-eating grin was plastered on their face as Jack's face burned. The human laughs at Jack’s expression as the flop back on the bed.

"Oh, that was so good! Ahaha!” Yuu pretends to wipe away a tear and looks back at Jack. “Though I will say, for you, I am more than willing to show—“ “N-no thanks, I need to go now.”

Epel

Everyone reacted differently to Yuu’s flirtations. Some indulge, and others avoid. It’s the perfect mask that protects the true Yuu from harm, their flirtations merely a shield from everyone around them. A shield that no one could break through, no matter how hard some try. The key word is try, as there is now a purple twink trying to swing at them.

The reason behind Epel’s violent actions wasn't even for the flirtation itself. It was because Yuu called him ‘Cutie’. Cutie of all things! He’s not cute! He’s a strong and badass man, he’ll show them! Surely by putting them in their place, he would never be called cute again.

Throwing a punch, Yuu merely sidestepped. He threw another, then another, then a kick, not a single hit landed on them. That stupid amused look on their face annoyed Epel to no end. Putting his all into a punch, he freezes when he feels Yuu catch his arm.

They pause and examine it for a while, before their pupils dilate and they pull the boy over their head, slamming them into the grass much to Epels surprise. The wind was knocked out of his lungs as Yuu kneels onto his chest. The look on their face was absolutely unhinged and feral as they examined Epel.

“Well don't you look good beneath me! That was so fun~” The smirk on their face grows wider as their eyes dilate again. “Can we play a little more? It would be so fun!~” “Get th’ hell off me you psycho!” “Awe, your no fun.”

The student gets off Epel, yanking him to stand on his two feet. The freshman immediately squares up ready for a fight, just to watch the person from before look unamused, folding their arms behind their head as they slink off.

“Wh?! Hey, get back here!” “Oh? Up for round two already?” That stupid smirk was back. Epel swore he would one day smack it off of them.

Deuce

Sigh… Sometimes he would get flustered at the dumbest one-liner. Other times, you could dedicate an entire romantic, raunchy love poem to him and he would never notice. Because of this, it is not worth it to try and fluster him intentionally.

Instead, small teasing gestures and genuine compliments are what will always get Deuce flustered. The spade ran to his best friend, waving his test. “Yuu! Yuu! Look!” Deuce lit up showing off his score. 81/100. His first B in Trein’s class.

“I did it! I did it! I-I mean, we did it. If it wasn’t for your tutoring, I would have never passed, so um, thank you, Yuu-Senpai! Is there any way I can repay you at all?” Deuce's smile could light up the whole room, his happiness was so infectious that even Yuu began to let a genuine smile grace their features.

“The only thing I need of you is to keep that beautiful smile of yours, Spade.“ “H-huh?!” The ex-delinquent face became pink, bewildered blue eyes staring into Yuu's. “Pfft, just messin with ya, duh! … But seriously though, you don't owe me anything. Seeing my friends happy is enough…”

Deuce’s face was still a bit pink as he hid his face behind his sleeve, taking a deep breath to soothe himself. At that moment with his soft, flustered expression did Yuu start to go off into the deep end. If only they weren’t such a flirt, maybe they could call Deuce theirs.

Sebek

“ENOUGH WITH YOUR SHAMELESS FLIRTATIONS HUMAN! I WILL NOT BE DISTRACTED FROM MY DUTY OF PROTECTING MALLEUS BECAUSE OF YOU!” Yuu held back a snort. Sebek was so fun to rile up.

The croco-fae stands sternly with more of a stick up his ass than ever. “Aw, what will it take for me to be your new priority, hmm?~” Sebek looks offended at the human in front of him, his nose wrinkling in disgust. “A mere human like you will never be more important than Waka-Sama!” A smirk rises to his face. “You wish you could even have half of his glory!”

"Sooo… you're into goths is what I am hearing?” Sebek's face dropped. “Pardon?” “You’re into goths then?” “I am NOT ‘into goths’ as you say!” Sebek was fuming.

“Oh okay, so you're just into Malleus, got it! Good luck asking him out then!” “YOU LOWLY HUMAN!!!” Yuu was then yelled at for 3 hours.

Yuuken

"Don’t” Your roommate said to you. “I wasn’t even going to do anything!” Yuuken raised a brow at Yuu, stoic expression barely changing. “You were going to flirt with me, weren't you?” The house warden gave a disappointed and half-hearted glare to the Vice.

“I wasn’t, I swear!” “…” “Okay fine! But you are attractive though, I mean can you blame me?!” Yuuken just sighs, pulling out his kendo stick for practice later that day. “If you feel like ogling, you might as well join me.”

Yuuken hands Yuu a spare stick. “Well, are you joining or not?” Flirting does not work on the stoic himbo who’s too overworked for his own good.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #enma yuuken x reader #enma yuuken #ace trappola x reader #ace trappola #deuce spade x reader #deuce spade #jack howl x reader #jack howl #epel felmier #epel felmier x reader #sebek zigvolt #sebek zigvolt x reader #generalhideoutalpaca

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yourtouchismidas · 11 months

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reading what the new yorker has to say about george and how he radiates utter stillness (very hot) has given me so many ideas, like imagine him with someone who has the absolute shortest fuse ever. idk maybe while he believes in quiet, stoic intimidation, girlie (a foot shorter than him) just gets into a bar fight. maybe she sees a couple of much older men getting a bit too comfy with young girls just trying to have a fun night and she's ready to throw hands. firm believer that george has to actually pick her up and take her away so she doesn't get arrested. also a firm believer of the fact that he finds it insanely attractive and shows it to her quite generously

(the possibilities are endless 😌)

you're drunk. its fucking great and you're having an amazing time. the music is loud. everyone is dancing. you're grinding on some girl you havent ever met, dont even know, and your boyfriend and his bandmates are all at the bar, sipping beers and laughing at you. with the exception of matty who is right there on the dancefloor with you, jumping around and pumping his fist.

ugh george. you love him. you love his face. his cheek bones. his smile when he laughs at you. you give him a cute little wave and he winks at you, barely moving apart from that. then you go back to dancing. god life is good.

you've lost the girl you were dancing with before but you dance with matty for a bit, his curls bouncing, you whooping, egging him on, and him grabbing your hands and spinning you around. when he does, he takes a step back and accidentally nudges a girl behind him, and her and her friends turn to you both, you meeting their eyes as you finish you spin.

matty holds his hands up, "sorry, sorry,"

they glare at him. you pull matty away and start dancing again, saying sorry yourself. the girls turn away. they sip thier drinks. but they aren't moving. thier standing on the dance floor. not dancing. there is plenty of space over by the bar to stand, if they want. you wave at george again, who is standing in the space, like a good boy.

oh well. fuck them. you're having a good night. you just wish they would stop glaring at you, because they are again, in between the gaps matty's arms make. you spin him around so your back is to them instead, so they wont get upset with him again if he nudges them, because he might, because he is drunk too.

you dont know if your feet actually land on hers, you dont feel it, and okay they might have, but the girl yells out.

"erm. ow!" she says. you turn around.

"sorry," you say again, even though you're not even sure you touched her.

"you stood on my foot," she says.

"i'm sorry," you say again, not sure what she wants you to do.

"you should be a bit fucking more careful, you know."

you breathe in. you were being careful. but thats not the point. its a dance floor. in a club. it's one in the morning. and they are standing on it. you start to burn, in your chest, angry.

"you know there is plenty of space over there if you dont wanna dance," you say, pointing to the bar. george notices you point. his attention pricks. he looks over to where you are talking to a group of girls and one of them is giving you a dirty look.

"we can stand where we want thanks," she says. "just like you act like a twat wherever you are."

"woah, alright," matty says, stopping dancing.

"what's this guy's problem anyway?" the girl says, looking round at her friends.

"we don't have a problem," matty says.

"we might," you say, staring at her. george has put his beer down on the side. ross is already primed, ready to watch it, if needs be.

"no no, just go back to dancing," matty says, smiling big at the girls.

"go back to standing in everyone's fucking way you mean," you say.

"shut the fuck up," the girl says, stepping closer to you.

you're in it now, you can't back down, you cant let this girl win. you step towards her too.

"i'll do what i like, thanks though."

the girl shoves you. everyone around you moves. you're reaching out to shove her, and before you know it, george is in the crowd with you, hand on your shoulder and waist, firm, looking down at the girl that shoved you. she has to look up to see his face.

"everything okay here?" he says, mainly to the other girl.

she nods. but she's smirking. she looks back at her friends, smirking. you lunge, out of his protective grasp, towards her. she steps back, trips a little, spills her pink drink all down her white dress. you dont reach her. georges arms have got you again, but this time, he is lifting you into the air.

"come on," he says, "be the bigger person,"

"i dont want to," you say squirming. the girl is crying, looking down at her ruined dress while all the other girls flock around her and fawn over her.

"dont have to," george says, nudging you to look at her, sobbing. you smirk.

george turns to carry you out, but before he does, he turns back to the girls and says, almost monotone, "ladies, if you're not gonna dance, dont stand on the dancefloor. it's good advice"

and then you're both gone, into the night air, into your boyfriend's arms.

#george daniel x reader #george daniel x you #george daniel x oc #george daniel x y/n #george daniel fanfiction #the 1975 fanfiction #the 1975 fanfic #george daniel #george daniel imagine #george daniel fic

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legendofmorons · 1 year

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Two cacti and an awkward conversation (Legend)

Pairing: Legend x Snarky! Reader

Rating : T for cursing

Summary: You and Legend are both sparky people, according to everyone else you are like an old married couple. When Wind asks how long you've been together You both have to reevaluate your feelings.

Warnings: Cursing,

Other: I will probably make a part two.

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"If you don't stop moving your things all the time, you'll never find what you need. " You say with a pointed look to where Legend is digging through his bag.

"Shut up or help me look." He says back without even looking up.

"I don't think I could find anything in that if I looked for a week."

Legend rolls his eyes at you, pulling out a handful of things that aren't what he's looking for.

"You aren't much better."

"I have less shit in my bag." You say as you move to sit beside him.

"You also have less protection."

You take the next handful of items he pulls out when he hands them to you.

You sigh as you take another handful from him. "What are you even looking for in the pigsty of a bag?"

Sorting through them is easy enough.

"Why do I need protection if you take all the hits for me?" You ask, more than displeased that he does.

"In case I decide not to."

"That charm I found a few dungeons back- the one that makes me invisible to enemies for an hour at a time."

"You put that in your rupee pouch for safe keepping."

"You're a liar."

You set the things from his travel bag down and move to grab his Rupee pouch.

Usually Legend would pay closer attention to someone with his wallet- but he knows you aren't gonna steal his things.

You open it and pull out the small silver ghost charm, grinning smugly.

"Found it!"

"Maybe you should pack my things then."

"Ew, no. You have too much for me to take care of."

"Like?"

"Have you even watched your hat this month?"

"Shut up."

"Exactly. I'm not packing your things if they're all gross."

Legend just snorts before he starts putting his things back into his bag.

You laugh warmly as you close his rupee pouch and observe the charm in your hand.

"We aren’t. " You and Legend say in near unison, both sounding kind of confused.

"How long have you two been together?" Wind asks, not sure if you two are married or just act like an old married couple.

That's a bucket of cold water on you.

You share a look with Legend, incredulous and judging all at once.

"Why?" You ask.

"You're like an old married couple - I just thought you might be?"

"Uh- no. Have you seen how he is?" You ask, not elaborating on how Legend is because that's a can of worms you've been ignoring.

"You aren't better, you're always- doing that thing!" Legend defends quickly.

"You really aren't dating?"

"No!" You both say sharply.

"Huh. I owe Wild and Sky both ten rupees."

"You made a bet - you know what never mind I don't wanna know." You shake your head.

Legend just groans, plucking the charm from your hand before leaving.

You can't believe Wind though you two were together. Are you that obvious?

Ugh.

.......

Legend comes back from whatever he'd gone to do looking upset.

"Something shit in your bed?" Ypu ask, not ready to be emotionally vulnerable after the earlier question.

"No."

"Then what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just- tired."

"Then take a anp."

"No."

"Then stop complaining. "

"Also no."

"Then what do you want?"

Legend looks at you, something unreadable flashing across his face.

After a moment, he sighs, slow and resigns.

"Nothing you could give me."

"You're being really cryptic."

"Okay."

You hold his gaze, wondering why you have such intense romantic feelings for him. At least right now he's being a real son of a bitch.

He raises a brow, "What you staring at?"

"A cactus."

"Funny."

"I am, if you ask me I'll tell you."

"I know."

"Look, I'm going to bed. Do me a favor and keep Wind off me." You say, having no appetite for dinner and needing space to reevaluate things.

"Why are you asking me for that?"

"Because."

You're asking because you trust him. Becuase at the end of the day he's a good man with a good heart. He is just- a prickly cactus sometimes.

You turn in, leaving Legend to his own feelings.

Legend watches you, ypur back to the group.

This is such a mess. You obviously don't return his feelings, and Wind thought you were together.

He's definitely fucked up his own chances with you by now.

Maybe he should just cut you off and get over you.

That seems really hard and borderline impossible though.

He's probably better off suffering silently.

Yeah...

"Dinner." Wild calls.

Legend glances back to your form before he let's out a sigh and goes to eat.

This is such a mess.

Fuck.

"Is (Y/n) okay?" Wild asks Legend, nodding to you.

"Why are you asking me?"

"They talked to you last thought you might know."

"They went to bed early. That's all."

Wild snorts as if disbelieving.

"Is it cause I asked about you two dating?" Wind asks, oddly perceptive since neither you or Legend are being open about feelings you both swear you'll never admit to.

"No. They're just tired. And if you wake them up I'm giving you cursed items in your sleep."

"Do not." Time says evenly.

"Are you mad about it? You sound mad." Wind continues, smiling sweetly.

"I wish you'd drop it but no. I'm not bothered."

"Enough. Both of you." Time interjects, leaving no room for argument.

Legend just glares into the plate he's handed.

This is not a good day.

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misc-obeyme · 9 months

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Still micheal anon but I think that nb Michael is still obsessed with the brothers to a degree to the point that he's willing to do anything to bring them back. While og om Michael has come to terms with it more while still obviously missing them.

It kind of reminds me of a clingy child in that aspect, still extremely attached and unwilling to let go of them even though they themselves might have moved on from him.

I'm also curious about Raphael on this because for someone who just got impersonated he doesn't seem that upset about it. It probably has to do with him at this point in time being closest to Micheal and in his character introduction how he couldn't leave Michael alone after the brothers left. (And I'm glad he did bc even with Raphael Micheal definitely isn't in a sound place of mind but at least he still has Raphael.)

And I was doubting how close Raphael truly was but then I saw how much of an idiot Micheal seemed in the hard mode that reminded me a lot of my own younger brother that really stopped my doubts. It's clearly obvious to me that the Micheal mc knows and the Micheal the brothers and Raphael know are different.

Kinda lengthy again but I do enjoy hearing your thoughts, also for the past weeks I've been brain rotting about him and the possibilities and that really leaks into my asks.

Ugh yes the brain rot is real with this game! I enjoy hearing your thoughts as well, so thank you for sharing them with me!

I honestly hadn't considered the difference between NB Michael and OG Michael, but you're totally right. NB Michael has only just recently lost all his brothers. I guess I can cut him some slack because of that, it would certainly explain the way he seems like he'd do just about anything to get them back. Even if that means forcing them to choose between leaving Satan behind and possibly starting a war between the Celestial Realm and the Devildom. It's definitely a bit of an immature response, though, because even if he's doing it out of desperation, he's only considering his own feelings by doing it at all, in my opinion.

Honestly, I am starting to really like Raphael. He's a little unhinged, but he seems to have everyone's best interests at heart. I really thought that Raphael just knew all the stuff he did when he was in the Devildom because he was so close with Michael that Michael told him everything. I was not expecting that it was actually Michael disguised as Raphael at all. But I feel like Michael needs Raphael and it's good that Raphael is still around, just like you said. Though I did find it interesting that at the end of the hard lesson, Raphael said maybe he should have followed Lucifer when he had the chance. It makes me wonder why he decided not to. I think Simeon feels really guilty about not siding with Lucifer, but Raphael doesn't seem to have that same regret? It sounded more like he was saying that following Lucifer would have been easier than dealing with Michael now that Lucifer is gone lol.

I definitely think there's a bit of a theme with characters who act different depending on who they're around. Michael is always pretty formal with MC, even when he's pretending to be Raphael. And yet, when he's talking to Raphael, it's clear that he's something of a troublemaker and possibly doesn't actually know what he's doing at all. It seems like he's just using the formality of the Celestial Realm to make it seem like he knows what he's doing, but he absolutely doesn't.

All this is to say that I don't dislike Michael! I actually don't feel strongly one way or the other yet because we don't have enough information about him. I'm just not particularly pleased with the things he's been doing in the last couple of lessons. I get the feeling they're going to introduce him for real in the next season, so I think if we get to spend more time getting to know him, I'll be able to form a real opinion of him.

Though in the end I usually find reasons to love all the characters, so I suspect he'll grow on me just like Raphael has lol.

#I was in love with Thirteen from the moment I met her #but everybody else had to work for it lol #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me nightbringer spoilers #obey me michael #obey me raphael #anon asks #misc answers

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the-final-sif · 2 years

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More of Michael and Dream bonding perhaps? 👉👈

no u get c!sam and c!dream instead.

Dream waited on the floor, head kept low with three or four sets of clothing tucked to the side. Michael was in the bathtub, napping for once, which was a relief. The toddler hadn't been sleeping well, and had been getting more and more restless. It wasn't hard to guess why. They'd been here almost a month, and Michael was bored. Dream was trying his best to entertain the piglin, but he could only tell stories for so long before his throat gave out on him. Stories could also only do so much. Michael wanted to play, to move around, to rediscover life now that he was healed over. But the two of them were stuck in a cell, with barely enough room for Michael to run a lap and little more than sheets and clothing. Sure, Dream didn't know much about kids, but he knew they needed toys and stuff. He knew-

His thoughts were interrupted by the tell-tale sound of footsteps down the hall. Right. Okay. He counted the steps, measuring their rhythm. Standard pace. Not too heavy. That was a good sign. Probably.

Nearly a minute passed by, in which the redstone mechanics whirred and clicked, before finally the door opened. The Warden surveyed the cell, taking in the clothing with narrowed eyes.

"What happened this time, prisoner?"

Taking in a deep breath, Dream did his best to keep calm and apologetic.

"The clothing got torn. Michael- his tusks- they're growing out a bit. He's not used to them being this long. They keep catching on things. He's trying his best, but it's hard for him."

The silence from the Warden was deafening. Dream didn't dare look up and risk provoking him. Seconds ticked past, slow and painful until finally-

"I'll take them back for repairs. You can't keep letting this happen though, or there will be consequences."

The Warden's tone was annoyed, but not really upset. Thank god. Dream hesitated, letting the Warden set down their food and gather up the clothing before replying. He kept his tone soft, eyes down, hoping it would be enough to not set the Warden off.

"I'm sorry... but, it's hard. Michael's... He's been healthier, which is good, but it means he's got more energy and he's... bored. I don't- I mean, he's just a kid, and he doesn't have anything to do in here. I know, I know you're busy. But, if he had some toys or picture books or something to do..."

There was an immediate scoff in response, which wasn't a good sign but wasn't terrible.

"I don't have time to make toys, you're supposed to be watching him, you should do a better job of keeping him entertained."

Ugh. This was a risky point to push, but Dream decided to go for it. The Warden didn't seem likely to turn violent tonight, and who knows when he'd get another chance like this.

"I know, I'm trying, but I don't have much to work with." A tiny pause, just long enough for it to be realistic that a thought was occurring to him. "Maybe, if you would allow it, maybe I could I have a sewing needle and some thread? I know how to sew, the basics at least. Then I could fix the clothing, and make him some stuffed toys or something?"

Dreaded silence again. This time only for a bit before the Warden was stalking across the room, hand going straight into Dream's hair to pull it back, forcing him to look up. God, what was even the point of this? His ever present mask kept his face hidden, so it wasn't like the Warden could see anything there. Still, Dream relaxed his body and didn't fight the motion. Remaining as pliant as he could.

"What, and give you a weapon? Something you could use to hurt someone?"

Quickly, Dream rushed to placate the Warden. The man's tone wasn't truly angry, not quite yet. He could still save it.

"It wouldn't- I wouldn't need a big one. Or a sharp one. It doesn't even need to be metal. I've used- I've used bone ones before. They just take a bit more time and break more easily. I could- I wouldn't mind the extra work. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ask for something dangerous, I just wanted to be helpful. I know fixing the clothing takes up your time, and I thought I could do it instead. It was only a thought."

As he rambled, Dream squeezed his eyes shut in preparation for a blow. By some miracle, it never came. Instead, the Warden studied Dream for what felt like ages, before finally releasing his hair. Letting him drop his head back down.

"... I guess it is bothersome to be doing these repairs. You are the one that made the problem. It's only fair that you should be the one to fix it..."

Another pause, but a softer one. One that gave Dream hope.

"... I'll bring you some sewing supplies tomorrow so you can be useful, but-"

And just as Dream had started to relax, a hand shot out to grab his chin, the sudden pain made him gasp. He almost screamed. But he avoided it. Just barely.

"If you try anything, and I mean anything, you will regret it."

"I-I understand Si- Warden. I won't- I won't try anythin'."

Several more seconds ticked by, and even though Sam's hand wasn't on his throat for once, Dream still struggled to breathe.

"... Good. As long as you behave, there shouldn't be any issues then."

With that, Dream was released. The Warden pulled back, dropping the clothing back down where it was and turning to leave. Pausing at the door, the Warden offered one final statement.

"I might have some books lying around, I'll see if I can find some for Michael. If not, then you can make some for him. That's why you're alive, isn't it? Writing books? You can use this as practice. Or something."

With that, the Warden left.

Dream took a moment to breathe. Just a moment. His heart was racing, his back was sweaty, his hands were clammy. But it was fine. He was fine. He won. He got what he wanted, what he needed. A needle and thread would do him a lot of good. It meant he could make a backpack, and cobble together some shoes. For when they escaped. Because they were going to escape. They were going to get out of here, and everything was going to be okay.

Despite his victory, Dream still felt on edge. He pushed his nerves down, grit his teeth, and folded up the clothing to be fixed tomorrow. Then after taking a moment longer, he made his way into the bathroom to get Michael. The toddler was still napping, thank prime, that meant he didn't overhear anything. It was safe.

"Hey buddy, time to get up, food's here." Keeping his voice gentle, Dream poked the toddler softly to help rouse him. The baby whined, but stirred as Dream untangled him from the bed sheets filling the tub.

It took almost a minute, but eventually Michael was free and Dream could snag the bedding to return it. He turned the sheet over in his hands and tried to decide if it'd be better to steal some fabric from it or from the clothing. Sam did wash the sheets every week, so he might notice it unless Dream could make the cut clean-

A sharp, distressed whine cut off his train of thought. Michael was properly awake now and reaching up, making grabby hands for Dream.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Dream asked, even as he scooped Michael up into his arms. The toddler was heavy, and his body would be unhappy with him later for this, but Dream would rather be sore than risk Michael getting upset.

The moment the toddler was high enough, little hands went to cup the sides of Dream's face. Right where-

Ah. Shoot. He'd forgotten it'd leave a mark. With the amount of force the Warden used, there'd surely be bruises. Ugh. Michael was getting teary.

"Hey, it's okay buddy, I'm fine. Looks worse than it is. It wasn't- It was an accident. Didn't even hurt."

Michael didn't look that convinced, but as he snuffled around and tilted Dream's face, he couldn't find any other injuries. Reluctantly, the toddler nodded, accepting the statement as it was. Letting Dream put him back down and guide him out into the main room. There, a lucky distraction caught Michael's attention. The food the Warden had brought. Two full loaves of bread, what looked like dried beef, and two apples. The Warden really must've been in a good mood, it was the first time he'd ever brought this much food. Almost all of it was stuff that both him and Michael could eat. The beef could be added to the stash, along with half the bread, and that would be more than enough to keep them going for a week if they needed maybe more.

Michael was equally delighted about the food, racing over to scoop it up and rushing to push the bread into Dream's hands. Tail wagging with excitement. Dream grinned softly in reply, throwing the bedding down so he could pull Michael up onto the bed and divide up the food. His little white lies from before forgotten entirely. God, Dream had forgotten how hungry he was in all of this. It'd been almost two days since he last was able to eat. It felt like it'd been years since he had any fruit. It might've been by now. He wasn't sure.

All things considered, it was a good night. A victory. Something that kept them going.

Dream knew his plan was going to take time, far too much of it for his liking. But he was sure it'd work. He'd get the two of them out of here. Michael would go somewhere where he had lots of toys, room to run around, a proper bastion to look after him, plenty of food, and Dream- well. Dream would be free. He'd be away from here. That was all he really needed. He could keep working on the plan, and he'd get to see Punz again. For the plan. That'd be enough for him.

#c!dream #c!sam #c!awesamdude #dreblr #michael_beloved #michael beloved #dsmp #dream smp #my headcanons #convict childcare au #sif speaks #Anonymous #sif answers #sif writes

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surrexi · 23 days

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so i've been working at my new job for a little over two months now. i'm supposed to be having weekly one-on-one meetings with my boss to track how i'm settling in etc but because he's outrageously busy (like, the kind of busy that indicates there really should be two people with his job) i'm really having them every two weeks or so.

anyway i had one today, about an hour and a half before the end of the day. and it was going all right, if a little awkward because i'm a socially awkward penguin and i don't know how to mask right yet in corporate land. we were going over the various projects i'm working on, pretty normal, except every so often my boss would make an aside comment that would make me worry Something Was Wrong.

finally at the end of the meeting he's like "so there's a couple things that have been brought to my attention" (did not specify what things, like if it was something i said or i way i handled a situation or work that i did). he sends me a link to a training module he's working on building and points out a specific section that talks about a particular business dude's book about how to be a good team member, which says the key is to be humble, hungry, and (people-)smart.

boss is like "before i talk to you about [the unspecified reasons i am being made to feel vaguely in trouble], i want you to look this over and think about it. and we'll pick this up in our next meeting."

which is currently scheduled for next friday, but he's traveling that day so he absolutely might put it off longer.

he also made sure to say multiple times that if someone doesn't agree with this business dude's take on team building it's fine but also it means they won't fit on boss' team and to mention that although "many states" are at-will employment states (meaning during your first 90 days an employer can fire you without having a reason; note that texas is one such state but he weirdly didn't mention it), the company we work for "doesn't do that," which boss thinks is "very generous" of them because when he was a disney exec disney would absolutely fire the shit out of people at the drop of a hat.

so now i have NO IDEA what i did to make someone upset and/or angry at me or what i did wrong, but by god i have at least a week to obsess over (a) what i did and (b) who the fuck narc'd on me without idk TALKING TO ME FIRST?!

boss has said way more about his weird libertarian politics than i have about my own politics, i have only mentioned my religion in passing/in the context of discussing easter weekend plans with a coworker. i don't think i've behaved inappropriately or confrontationally with any of my coworkers, like with my anxiety i'm always worrying about doing my best to be clear and polite and not make people hate me lolsob.

the only thing i've thought of so far is that i've been pretty firm about working 8-hour days/40-hour weeks unless there's a concrete reason to graciously donate my time since my company doesn't do overtime pay and i'm salaried/exempt. like i have never said i would never work overtime and there's already been several days where i worked an extra 30 minutes to an hour that, again, i do not get paid for. unsurprisingly, boss frames being salaried as "we get to work more than 40 hours a week without it being a hassle because of overtime rules." and i do make offhand pro-labor comments/jokes a lot, but i haven't actually, like, threatened to unionize my fellow office workers. i live in texas ffs, if you say the word union too loud the cops show up.

i just feel like this is unhinged levels of psychological warfare from my boss and it took me SO LONG to find this job but now i'm like... maybe i'm not a good fit for your humble/hungry/smart team, bro. but god knows i don't want to be unemployed again. i just got decent health insurance! i can pay my own rent! and buy groceries and medicine!

ugh. why is everything hard.

#this has been a post #about me #work #capitalism was a mistake #anxiety

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quins-whump-stuff · 1 year

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982 | Chapter 2: Ainsley

Contents: (institutional) pet whump, conditioned whumpee, dehumanization, imperfect caretaker, 1st person pov (whumpee's pov), lady whump (whumpee), whumpee calls caretaker her owner

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When the box lid finally slides open, relief washes over me. I am used to staying in a small space, but the box is significantly smaller than my kennel was. The sudden light stings my eyes, and I squint them.

"Uh, hi," my owner says in a quiet voice, "Let me give you a hand."

I grab the offered hand, and my owner pulls me out of the box. Once I am on the ground, I kneel on the ground, my hands folded nicely in my lap. Everything is blurry without my glasses, but I still look up towards my owner's face.

"I'm Ainsley. Yeah, uh, hi. I already said that but- ugh, nevermind. So... welcome?"

I nod gently. I haven't been given permission to speak.

"You okay? You can talk, right?"

I nod again.

My owner looks confused, like she's racking her brain for an explanation. Doesn't she understand the rules for pets?

"So, um, do you need something?"

I take a second to think. I don't need to talk, but in order to talk I need permission. And it would be nice to have my glasses and be able to see. But maybe she is testing me. I shake my head.

"Gah, why did I do this? This isn't..." She sighs before stepping behind me. I stiffen, worried that I've already upset her. I don't dare move though. I haven't been given permission, and if she's already disappointed in me, I don't want to give her more reason to be displeased. But no blow comes. The tag in my ear doesn't light with electricity. After a few moments, my owner comes back in front of me. She places my glasses onto my face sloppily, and I almost sigh in relief. I'm used to going without my glasses, but I much prefer being able to see properly.

"Sorry, I shoulda remembered sooner. And, uh," she seems to shudder slightly, "you have permission to, err, speak. Whenever. Like standing permission, okay?"

I smile, "Thank you, Master!" If I could, I would crawl to her legs and wrap them in a giant hug.

"Don't- don't call me that."

"I'm sorry! Would you prefer Mistress?"

"No, just, call me Ainsley. Just Ainsley."

"Yes, M- Ainsley."

"So, what's your name?"

I furrow my brow. "M- Ainsley, you haven't named me yet."

My owner rubs her neck, "I know that's technically how it's supposed to work, but like, surely you went by something before now?"

"982," spills over my lips instinctively.

She takes a small but sharp breath, "Well, uh, we'll need to come up with a name. I'm not calling you... that."

She turns and walks into another room, leaving me where I am. After a few moments, when it's clear that I will be here for a while, I shift my ankles to the side, but other than that, I remain motionless.

"Hey!" my owner calls, and I flinch. She must not have wanted me to move to the more comfortable position.

As she re-enters the room, I cast my gaze down. "Are you coming or what?" she asks me. I look up and raise my eyebrows questioningly.

"You can talk, remember? Standing permission."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Ainsley. You didn't tell me to follow."

"Well, uh, you can come with me if you want. And feel free to move about the house, just in general. There's someone else you should meet," my owner cocks her head to the side slightly.

"Yes, Ainsley." Why does she give me a choice? I'm her pet. Why would she act like she cares what I want?

I follow her around a turn into a kitchen, then to a glass door. Outside is a luscious, green yard. My owner opens the door, but freezes when she turns to see me.

"Can't you walk?" she breathes.

"I... am?" I answer, confused.

"No, you're crawling, like a... like an animal."

"I am a pet."

"No! I mean, yeah, but... Can you walk on your feet? Like a person?" she asks, flustered.

I purse my lips slightly before shaking my head. "No, M- Ainsley. I- we never learned. It's not necessary for pets," I swallow. My owner looks distressed, and I lean my head gently against her leg, in what is supposed to be a comforting gesture. But she jumps back a bit.

I stiffen, and a hot tear slowly rolls down my cheek. I've messed up, I think, I shouldn't have touched my owner, she never said I could. She'll send me back and I'll never, never get a home after all...

#whump #whump writing #pet whump #conditioned whumpee #dehumanization #1st person pov #whumpee's pov #imperfect caretaker #lady whump #lady whumpee #quin original #982 story

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bi-bats · 11 months

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for the asks game, i wanted to ask something weirder, so, maribat? (if you know what that is) or timkon or damitim if those haven’t been asked yet

ooh okay I see you! This is the first one someone has sent me that I don't ship!

Maribat: Don’t Ship It

Why don't you ship it?

Because I honestly just dislike crossovers of any kind. It's been a thing for me in every fandom I've ever been in. Not for me 🤷‍♂️

What would have made you like it?

Yeah, given the whole I don't enjoy crossovers thing, there probably isn't anything that would make me like it.

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

Sure! I can totally understand how people started doing crossovers between miraculous and DC. I've seen some of miraculous (I'm just really really terrible at watching TV) and I think the characters are really amazing, and the way the world would blend with the DC universe has a lot of potential for interesting stories. I honestly don't even have anything negative to say about it, it's just not my thing.

Gonna do another cause I feel like it and I want to talk about something I do ship!!

Timkon: Ship It

What made you ship it?

I think it was another one that the person who suggested jayroy suggested to me? And then also everything that was ever written by Ididloveyou_once.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

ugh I love the enemies to friends to lovers. Also the sunshine one and the stoic one trope. And also, because I'm me, I love the tragedy of it. I just adore the whole thing where Kon sacrifices himself and Tim tries to get him back and ends up giving up because it's for the best and then he gets him back anyways but nothing is the same because Kon's death was something that happened to Tim. But Kon loves him anyways because he's still Tim and 😭😭😭 I'm making myself emotional. Alexa, play Hyacinthus by Aidoneus. (everyone fucking listen to that song or at least read the lyrics if you ship Timkon okay? @ me when you cry)

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Not necessarily. But I have an opinion that I don't see discussed a lot which is that I think Kon would feel really, really conflicted about the cloning thing. It's important to point out that this idea DOES NOT WORK in most fics where Timkon is endgame, so I get why it doesn't come up a lot, but like. he'd be so offended because if it had worked, that clone was going to be an individual person, not a copy of him. And after everything he's been through in regards to his identity, Tim should understand that. He should have known that. But also, he can't even really be mad because 1) Tim didn't actually go through with it, and 2) Tim was literally not in his right mind at the time. But I also think Kon is the kind of person who wouldn't be able to rationalize his anger away successfully, so I feel like he'd end up leaping down Tim's throat a lot of the time instead of just being angry at him, because even with all of his feelings about it, he's not just going to quit on Tim. I don't know, I just think it would be really deeply upsetting if anyone ever told Kon more than "Tim tried to bring you back to life." It would put a really heavy strain on their relationship.

Yeah honestly, Timkon is my number one ship right after Jaytim. I love them so much. I have so many thoughts about them and also a few fic ideas rotting in my drafts that maybe I'll post someday (but probably not cause then I'll have to stop looking at jaytim for five seconds)

Send me a ship and I'll answer some questions about it! I've already done jaytim, jayroy, birdflash, timkon, and maribat

#☁️ eidoloony #bibatrambles #batsasks #ask games

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psmd-lingering-shadows · 1 year

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Part 5: This Curious Feeling

After a bit of time had passed, I ended up making it back to Serene Village. I don't exactly know how, but I somehow ended up running all the way back here. But, just like I expected, the moment I stopped running, I went into a massive panting fit. I was basically gasping for air for a while there. Cripes, I don't think I've ever run such a long distance before. Maybe that's a sign that I needed to start laying off the sweets and get into shape. I'm chubby enough as is...

After panting for a few more seconds, I managed to collect myself and took a deep breath. Then I took a look up at the sky, only to see that the sun was nearly out of sight and the moon was clearly visible. I stared in shock as I began to realize how much time had passed since school had let out earlier. Kids like me should've been home around half an hour ago, at the latest.

...Yeah, I'm totally in for it when I get home.

Pops is gonna yell my ear off the moment I step through the door, I'm sure of it. A part of me just wanted to stay in the plaza to prolong my inevitable doom. But I already knew that doing so would only make things worse for me in the end.

Ugh...I might as well head home and face my punishment...It's not like it would be the first time, so I should be used to it by now...

After letting out an obnoxious sigh, I slowly began making my way to our house. I crossed the bridge and took a look at all of the houses in the area. The doors were all closed and the lights were on inside, meaning that the villagers were inside and probably about to settle down for the night. I noticed that the houses of my classmates were lit up, too. Now that I think about it, Pancham and the rest of them ended up leaving right after me, right? Did they end up making it back before I did somehow? I wonder if they ended up getting in trouble with their parents, too? Yeesh, if that's the case, I feel bad for them, especially Pancham. His mom might be on the same level as Pops is when it comes to how scary they can be when they get upset. But then again, he kinda put himself in that position in the first place by doing what he did, so...I guess it can be considered karma?

While I was thinking about all of this, I ended up freezing in my tracks when I noticed something that caught my attention.

The lights are on in Mr. Nuzleaf's house, too...

Wait, if his lights are on, then that means that he really is back from his trip! It looks like Kokai was right.

...Oh, but wait. Wouldn't that mean Kokai is inside, too? He did say that he was staying with Mr. Nuzleaf, so he'd totally be inside right now, right? In that case, maybe it wouldn't hurt to take a quick peek inside and see what he's up to...

...

No, what are you talking about, Nozomi? Looking into someone else's house? Isn't that an invasion of privacy? Come on, even you wouldn't do something like that.

...

But...it would only be for a moment...and I do wanna see Kokai again, even if it's only for a few seconds...

...

N-no! Come on, now. You're better than that. Besides, I shouldn't be wasting any more time. I need to get home right now.

Managing to suppress my curiosity and my desire to see Kokai again, I forcefully shook my head and walked past Mr. Nuzleaf's house. After taking only a few more steps, I found myself in front of my own house. I looked at the door and, as expected, saw that it was closed. I doubt it was locked though - Pops usually leaves it unlocked until it becomes completely dark outside. Besides, I hadn't come home yet, so he wouldn't just lock me out.

"..."

Well, this is it. Once I swing this door open, I'm gonna get scolded into total oblivion. Maybe if I told him why I got home so late, he'd be at least a little more lenient. It's worth a shot, at least. Either way, what's about to happen next is gonna be pretty unpleasant for me.

Making a nervous gulp, I put the tip of my flipper on the knob and turned it, then slowly pushed the door open. I only managed to takes two steps into the house before I immediately heard loud footsteps approaching from the other room. Pops had gotten up from where he was and instantly ran over to see me.

"Nozomi!?" he said with a hint of relief in his voice.

I scratched the back of my head and gave him a sheepish smile before announcing that I was home.

When I did that, Pops's brow furrowed and an angry expression appeared on his face. Oh, boy. Here we go...

"You come home hours later than you were supposed to and THAT'S all you have to say?! You little fool! Where in the world were you?! I was worried sick!" he yelled.

After initially flinching at how loud he was shouting, I began telling him what had happened once I had left school. I told him just about everything - from me falling asleep in class and leaving later than everyone else, to me overhearing Shelmet and Deerling and following them to look for Goomy, to me ending up going through the Foreboding Forest with Pancham and meeting Kokai. Even if he got more upset about me going against his warnings by going into the Foreboding Forest, I figured it was better if I was completely honest with him. I at least owed him that much for making him worry so much.

When I was finished explaining everything that happened, Pops closed his eyes as though he was deep in thought, then let out a heavy sigh.

"Goodness, Nozomi. You really do know how to get yourself into troublesome situations," he said.

I looked down at the ground and quietly apologized for making him worry about me for the millionth time.

He looked at me and shook his head. "Hmph. At this point, I'm used to it...though I'm not sure if that's necessarily a good thing," he said.

I looked back at him, remaining quiet for a moment, then took a risk by asking him how much trouble I was in. In response to that, Pops paused, stared at me for an uncomfortably long time, then gave his answer.

"I will admit, I am rather upset with how you went about the situation. Instead of coming to me or one of your classmate's parents, you all decided to handle the situation by yourselves. The Foreboding Forest is no place for children to run around in. There's no telling what could have happened to any of you if the rescue didn't go well," he lectured.

"..."

"But..."

Huh?

"...I do understand that you meant well and were only trying to do the right thing. You saw that someone else was in trouble, and you decided to lend a helping hand. I can understand the desire to help others, no matter how much danger is involved with doing so."

P-Pops...

"So, to answer your question, Nozomi, the answer is no. You're not in any trouble...this time."

When he gave me that answer, I couldn't help but smile gleefully. I couldn't believe my ears! I thought for sure that I was totally done for!

"However..."

"...!"

"...You must promise me that if a situation like that ever happens again, you won't act so recklessly. Let me or any other one of the adults from the village take care of it. Is that understood?"

Ugh, I figured there would be some sort of catch. Well, I guess that's just Pops for ya. He acts like a stern old Pokémon, but I know that deep down, he's super protective of me. A bit overly so sometimes, but I guess being a parent does that to you. I'll be honest - I didn't like the idea of having to get an adult every time something bad goes down. It kinda makes me think that Pops doesn't believe I'm capable of handling problems like this. I mean, I know I can be pretty irresponsible sometimes, but that doesn't mean that I'm completely incompetent! He probably doesn't mean it like that, and this is just him being him as always, but it still bothered me for some reason. Still, it's not like I have a choice here.

I begrudgingly promised that I'd do what he told me to do, making him respond with a nod.

"Good," he said, seemingly satisfied. "Now then, moving on from that...you must be quite famished after everything you've been through today," he said.

Before I could reply, I heard a low grumbling sound coming from my belly. I looked down in embarrassment as Pops gave a small chuckle.

"I'll take that as a yes," he said as he started walking towards the kitchen counter. "Very well, then. I had planned on having you help me fix tonight's dinner, but I suppose you won't have enough energy to be of any help. Just head into your room and wait while I fix everything, alright?"

I nodded and went into my room to wait. It took a little longer than I expected, but Pops finally finished making everything. The two of us spent the rest of that evening in the kitchen, chatting and eating his amazing food. Overall, I was pretty happy with how today turned out. I got to go on an adventure in Foreboding Forest, Goomy ended up getting rescued, I got to meet Kokai, I was able to bury the hatchet with Pancham, and despite turning up late, I still managed to spend some time with Pops.

...Heh, I don't think I've ever had such an awesome day like this before.

Once we had finished eating, I was about to head back into my room until a thought popped into my head. I turned around and called out to Pops.

Pops, who was gathering the dishes from the table, looked up and tilted his head. "Hmm? What is it, Nozomi?"

"..."

"When did Mr. Nuzleaf come back from his trip? Hmm...if I recall correctly, it was in the afternoon, a little while after school had been let out. Based on what you told me earlier, you were still at the school while everyone else had already left," he replied.

Right...that makes sense. Well, if Pops saw Mr. Nuzleaf, then...

"..."

"Oh? You're wondering if I saw the child that was accompanying him? You told me his name was Kokai, yes?"

I gave him a small nod.

"Well, I did catch a brief glimpse of both of them while I was out gathering ingredients for tonight. They were both heading towards Mr. Nuzleaf's house.

Huh...I see...So, Mr. Nuzleaf left Serene Village for one of his usual trips, then ran into Kokai at some point during that time, and ended up taking him back with him? But why? What caused him to do something like that? From what I can tell, Mr. Nuzleaf doesn't seem like the type of Pokémon who'd wanna care for a kid...

Realizing that I was lost in thought, Pops asked me a question.

"Why are you asking me all of this, anyway? Are you perhaps curious about the young lad?"

"...!"

W-wow...Was it that obvious?

Well, I mean, why wouldn't I be? There's so much about him that I wanna know more about! Where he came from, why Nuzleaf took him in, how he's so good at exploring...

...But, there are two things in particular that I wanna know more than anything else.

First off, when we had first introduced ourselves, and I had stared into his eyes, they were filled with such intense pain and sorrow. I've never seen a pair of eyes hold so much emotion in them like that before. I had only looked into his eyes for few seconds and I was able to feel everything he had felt at that moment...It was awful. Why? What could have caused him to feel like that? Did something set it off?

And secondly, the whole time we were exploring, I couldn't shake this weird feeling I got whenever I would look at him. This weird deja vu sensation...It was as though I had met him already. But, there's no way that's the case. I mean, if I had met him before, I definitely would have remembered. There's no way I would have forgotten someone as unique as him!

...

Hold up...Now that I think about it...it's that exact same feeling I had when I had that dream last night! Yeah, when I was talking to that weird voice! I remember pointing out that it sounded familiar to me somehow...

Wait...don't tell me...could that voice be related to Kokai in some way?!

...

No...no, of course not. Even if those two seem familiar to me, there's no way could be related. I'm just being weird by coming up with these crazy theories...

"...Nozomi!"

"...!!"

I was pulled out of my thoughts by Pops shouting my name. I looked up at him, seeing his confused and slightly concerned face.

"Are you alright? What exactly are you thinking about?" he asked.

To that question, I looked down, paused for a brief moment, then looked back up at Pops with a slightly determined expression.

...I wanna know more about Kokai.

When I said that, Pops looked at me curiously. "Oh? Do you, now?" he asked.

I nodded vigorously. Yeah, if I want answers to my questions, then I'll just have get them by seeing him again. I'll be sure to find out more about him if we see each other again. And of course, even if I don't get any info from him, just being able to spend time with him would be pretty nice...

Pops gave me a small smirk. "Hmm, I see. I didn't expect him to pique your interest that much. Are you sure it's just curiosity that's making you so interested in this boy?" he asked.

...Huh? What does he mean by...

...

...!!

WHA-?!

The moment I understood what Pops was trying to imply, a huge blush formed on my face. I frantically shook my head in an attempt to tell him that it wasn't like that at all. This only caused him to let out a hearty chuckle.

"Ahahahahaha! There's no need to get so riled up. It was a mere jest," he said.

I furrowed my brow and frowned at him. That wasn't funny at all. Geez...

Then Pops's expression shifted into a serious one. "...That being said, if you were to try and pursue a relationship with someone, I would have to put a stop to it. You're far too young to be involved in that sort of thing," he said.

C-CAN WE PLEASE STOP TALKING ABOUT THIS?!

After unintentionally blurting that out, Pops stared at me with slightly widened eyes, then awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Alright, alright. I can see that I've embarrassed you enough for one night," he said, giving me another small smirk.

I turned away from him, crossed my arms, and pouted, making an obnoxious "Hmph!" in the process.

Pops let out a sigh before speaking again. "In all seriousness, if you really are as interested in this child as you say you are, then by all means, go ahead and speak with him. I'm sure he'll be happy to see you again."

Is that right? I sure hope so...

...

*yawn*

Oh wow...I didn't realize how tired I was becoming.

Hearing me yawn so suddenly, Pops looked outside the window and realized how dark it had become. Then he looked back at me and gave a small grunt. "It's getting late. You should head to bed soon. We can talk about this more in the morning, if you'd like," he said.

I gave him a small nod before rubbing my eyes. I ended up letting out another yawn, which prompted me to start walking towards my room. I thanked Pops for dinner and wished him a good night before turning in for the night and drifting off to sleep -

...Oh, hold on!

I never told Pops about my dream!

So much stuff happened today that it caused me to forget to tell him!

Ugh...Oh well. I'll just tell him tomorrow.

*yawn*

...Okay, I should really go to sleep now. Wouldn't wanna add to my sleeping issues by staying up late...

...

THE NEXT MORNING...

...

"...zomi..."

...

"...Nozomi..."

...

"NOZOMI!"

...Huh?

...

...Bwuh! Not again!

Hearing Pops shouting my name with that booming voice of his was enough to instantly make me realize what was going on.

I had overslept...again.

Geez Louise...this was starting to become a real headache…I wonder how much longer I can keep going like this?

I turned to look at Pops, who was motioning for me to get up.

"Hurry and get ready, Nozomi. I'll prepare a quick breakfast for you so you won't have to go to school on an empty stomach."

I wanted to protest to that idea so I could have a better chance of arriving on time, but then I was quickly reminded of the last time I left for school without an actual meal. Getting through the day with just an apple was pretty rough, and I'd rather not go through that again. So I went along with what Pops said and slowly stood up so I could get ready. I did a brief stretch to loosen up my body, then I grabbed my satchel and put my belongings in there, just like last time. When I had gathered up everything, I went into the kitchen and sat at the table to wait for Pops to finish cooking. After a few minutes, he had prepared a plate and set it down in front of me. I looked down to see what he had made - some toasted bread with Chesto jam and some hash browns.

...I couldn’t help but grin as I realized he had intentionally used Chesto jam to help me keep my energy up. Nice one, Pops.

I quickly chomped down on the toast and gobbled up the hash browns. Unfortunately, I failed to take into account the fact that they were freshly made, and therefore still pretty hot. As a result, I ended up flailing around for the next thirty seconds trying to chew and swallow all of it while also trying not to let it burn the inside of my mouth. Pops watched the entire scene unfold and couldn't help but let out a tired sigh. Honestly, I couldn't blame him. It was just the beginning of the day and he was already having to put up with my antics.

After recovering from that experience, I put my plate in the sink, ran up to Pops, gave him a brief hug, and thanked him for the meal before running out the door. I heard Pops telling me to enjoy my day at school as I rushed out, and I couldn't help but let out a smile at what he said.

Just like the other day this had happened, I hastily ran past the other houses, across the bridge, and through the plaza to get to school. Hopefully, there was still some time left before the bell ends up ringing. Even if there wasn't, maybe the teachers would be pretty understanding, considering they all know about my situation. ...Well, at the very least, Miss Audino and Mr. Farfetch'd know. But even if the other two don't, I could explain it to them. I'm super sure Principal Simipour would understand. Vice Principal Watchog, on the other hand...I honestly don't know how he'd react. He'd probably find a way to still lecture me for being late...that definitely sounds like something he'd do. Out of all the students at school, I'm the one who gets called out by him the most. Even Pancham and Shelmet don't get in as much trouble with him compared to me. I know it's because of my reputation, so it's pretty much my fault, but still...

As I got closer and closer to the school gate, I let out a confident smirk. It looked like I was gonna arrive on time again, after all.

...Or at least, that’s what I had thought.

*RING RING RING*

"...!"

That was…the bell…

…

AW, NO!

Realizing that I had failed to make it to school on time, my running ended up turning into a full-blown sprint. I knew that it was kinda pointless to do so, since I was already late, but I wanted to believe that if I got there as quickly as possible, I wouldn’t be in as much trouble. I closed my eyes and put everything I had into my sprint. I was going so fast, it didn’t even feel like I was running anymore - I felt like I was using the move “Quick Attack”! Heh, I wonder if that’s how it really feels for other Pokémon who use it?

Unfortunately for me, I was so focused on my running, I initially didn’t realize that I had already zoomed past the school gate after a minute or so. It, uh, didn’t really help that I still had my eyes closed, too. I had finally wised up to that fact that I was there when I started hearing the surprised voices of my classmates and teachers. But by then, it was too late. The second I figured out that I had made it, a wave of confusion and panic washed over me. I had too much momentum to just stop in my tracks, and it seemed as though I was gonna crash straight into something at the speed I was going.

And, to my dismay, that’s exactly what happened.

…Well, kinda.

*thud*

“…?!”

A confused expression formed on my face as I was trying to process what just played out. Just like I was afraid of, I did end up making contact with something. But the impact wasn’t as painful as I thought it would be. In fact, it kinda felt as though it had been…cushioned? It felt as though I had ran into something soft…and warm.

…Hold on.

Maybe it wasn’t “something” I ran into?

Rather…it was “someone”?

Once that thought had occurred to me, I slowly opened my eyes and looked at what - or rather, who - I had crashed into. And the instant I did, my confusion was completely replaced by total shock.

“G-good grief…I didn’t know you could run that fast.”

When I had opened my eyes, I ended making direct eye contact with Kokai. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I mean, I knew he was staying with Mr. Nuzleaf, but for whatever reason, I didn’t think I’d see him again so soon. Especially not here at school! What was he even doing here?

“…?”

Wait a sec…

…

Eh?

It was then that I realized that Kokai was grabbing both of my shoulders. It was a gentle, yet firm grip that had a lot of strength behind it. Hold on. Did Kokai… did he manage to stop my sprinting by grabbing me so suddenly like that? N-no way! He just supposed to be a Charmander, right?! Charmander aren’t supposed to be that strong! And yet, he managed to stop me like he was a full-grown Charizard! How in the -

“Oh, goodness!”

“…?!”

I turned to my left, only to see all of the teachers looking on at the scene that had just unfolded. Even Principal Simipour was there, who was looking at both of us with a curious expression on his face. Mr. Farfectch’d simply stared at us, not quite sure how to react to what just happened. Vice Principal Watchog had a mixture of shock and outrage on his face, most likely due to the fact that I had yet again caused another scene in front of the whole class. The only one who actually said anything was Miss Audino, who ended up blurting that out in surprise and concern.

“Kokai! Nozomi! Are you two alright?!” she asked.

Kokai turned to her and nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine,” he answered.

I looked at her and awkwardly nodded, confused as to what the heck was going on. Noticing my confusion, Principal Simipour gave me a warm smile and spoke.

“Good morning, Nozomi! It’s good to see that you managed to make it to class today. I was afraid that you wouldn’t be here for this special occasion,” he said.

I looked at him and questioningly tilted my head. Special occasion? What is he talking about?

“I was just announcing to the rest of the class that we had a new student here with us today. Though, from their earlier reactions, it seems as though most of them have already met him outside of class,” he said.

N-new student? Wait, is he talking about who I think he’s talking about?

I turned back to Kokai, who had let go of my shoulders and nodded his head, as though he knew what I was thinking.

“Yeah…it’s me,” he simply stated.

…

W-WHAAAAT?!

Did I hear that right?! Kokai is actually a student here now?! He’s gonna be coming here every day? That’s…

Before I could finish my thought, Principal Simipour continued with his explanation.

“Kokai here came here to Serene Village with Mr. Nuzleaf. He plans on staying here with him for a while, from what we heard from Mr. Nuzleaf. So with that being said, let’s all make sure he feels welcome here, not just at school, but in the village too.”

The rest of the class, who I didn’t pay any mind to until now, all responded in unison to Principal Simipour with a “Yes, sir!”.

Principal Simipour hummed in delight and turned to Mr. Farfetch’d. “Mr. Farfetch’d. Now that we’ve all been introduced to Kokai, would you mind starting class?” he asked.

Mr. Farfetch’d, still processing what just happened, stammered a bit before answering. “N-not at all, sir,” Mr. Farfetch’d replied.

“Alright, then. In that case, I’ll be heading back to the office. I hope you all enjoy listening to today’s lesson!” he said as he waved to everyone and walked back to his office. Vice Principal Watchog briefly looked at both Kokai and myself, then grunted and followed the principal back to the office.

Miss Audino stared at the two of us, making sure we weren’t hurt from what happened earlier. When she was done, she gave a small sigh of relief and waved at everyone before heading back to the nurse’s office, leaving just Mr. Farfetch’d to the rest of us. Mr. Farfetch’d awkwardly cleared his throat before managing to move on.

“W-well then…” he started, “…if everyone is ready proceed with the lesson, then we shall get started.” Then he turned to me. “Nozomi.”

“…!”

I quickly looked at him, waiting for him to speak again.

“I’m willing to excuse the fact that you were late to class if you simply take your seat and pay attention to the lesson,” he said.

…Oof. Looks like he remembered that I ended up coming to class late. I was hoping that me crashing into Kokai would cause him to forget, but I guess not.

I nodded and quickly headed to my desk, then plopped down in my seat. Mr. Farfetch’d then turned to Kokai. “Hmm, let’s see…Kokai, do you mind sitting next to Nozomi?” he asked.

He turned and looked at me with the same stoic expression he always seems to have, then shrugged. “…Sure,” he said as he walked over and casually sat at the desk that was right next to mine. Once he was settled in his seat, I couldn’t help but stare at him with a wide-eyed expression. I still couldn’t believe that he was actually here right now…

Kokai immediately noticed that I was staring at him and was about to say something, but was cut off by Mr. Farfetch’d.

“Oi, eyes up front, Nozomi! I expect you and everyone else to be on their best behavior today!” he shouted with a stern expression.

I turned back to the front and briefly apologized before sulking a bit in my seat. Kokai allowed his eyes to linger on me for a few seconds, then he did the same thing I did and quickly faced the front. And with that, Mr. Farfetch’d’s lesson began.

…

THAT AFTERNOON…

*RING RING RING*

“…And that is all for today. Class dismissed!” Mr. Farfetch’d announced before leaving the podium and walking to the office building. Once he had left, I felt myself finally relaxing since class had started. It had taken everything in me not to let myself become distracted during the entire day. It was even more difficult to do so today because of the Pokémon who was literally sitting next to me. I wanted to talk to him all day, but I knew if I tried getting his attention, Mr. Farfetch’d would have noticed and come down on me harder than a Snorlax using Body Slam on a Weedle.

Once I was done gathering up my belongings, I stood up from my seat and walked over to where Kokai was sitting. He was gathering his stuff too, so he didn’t notice that I was there until he looked up and saw me in front of his desk. His eyes widened slightly, but he quickly recovered and greeted me.

“Oh…Nozomi. Nice to see you again,” he said.

I greeted him with a friendly smile and asked how he was doing.

“Me? I’m doing well enough, I guess. Though, I didn’t expect that I’d end up attending classes here. Seriously, I have no idea why I’m even here. I don’t know why he’s being such as pain about all this…” he murmured the last part to himself.

I gave him a questioning look and asked who he was talking about.

Realizing that I had heard him say that, he calmly shook his head. “Don’t worry about it,” he replied. “And what about you? Are you doing alright?”

Before I could answer his question, I heard someone else shout Kokai’s name. I looked at where the voice was coming from, and saw Deerling and Goomy walking towards the two of us. Kokai turned around with a questioning look, wondering what they wanted.

“Deerling and Goomy. What’s up?” he asked.

Deerling paused for a moment before speaking again. “Well…we never got to thank you properly for rescuing Goomy in the Foreboding Forest, so we just wanted to say that we’re both really grateful for what you all did,” she said.

Goomy nodded. “Mm-hmm! Thank you again for saving me!” he said happily.

Kokai gave a small nod. “Don’t mention it. Pokémon are supposed to help each other out when they’re in trouble, aren’t they?”

Deerling smiled and let out a small giggle. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Still, I’m pretty curious about one thing though,” she said.

“Oh yeah? And what’s that?”

“How did you even know that Goomy was in the Foreboding Forest to begin with?” she asked.

Kokai paused for a moment, then gave his answer.

“…I saw you and Shelmet arguing about it in the plaza. I couldn’t just walk away, so I ended up following you guys.”

Deerling’s eyes widened at Kokai’s response. “Wait, you followed us, too?” she asked.

Kokai gave her a confused expression. “Huh? What are you talking about?” he asked.

“Oh, it’s just that Nozomi did the same thing. She said she followed us right after we left the plaza,” Deerling explained. “Although, it’s a little weird that you two didn’t run into each other at all if you did the same thing. And now that I think about it, it’s even stranger that we didn’t see you near the entrance, since it’s the only way into the forest.”

“…!”

…!

Wait, now that I think about it, she’s right. Even if we somehow managed to miss each other when we both followed them, there’s no way we would have missed him heading into the forest. Even if he went in after Pancham and I did, Deerling and Shelmet were still at the entrance. They definitely would have seen him. But they didn’t recognize Kokai at all when the three of us returned to the entrance…

When he heard that, Kokai froze. He looked down for a moment, and even though he was trying to hide it, he has a slightly distressed look on his face. After a few more seconds, he returned to normal and simply shrugged.

“Is that so? Huh, how odd. Maybe I managed to get past you guys while your backs were turned or something,” he said.

Deerling and Goomy gave each other uncertain looks before Deerling spoke. “W-well, maybe, but-”

Kokai abruptly cut her off. “Anyway, I’m sorry to cut the conversation short, but I’m about to head out shortly. Nozomi wanted to hang out with me a little after school ended.”

…Wait, huh?!

Kokai turned to me and gave me a small smirk. “…That is why you approached me, right? So you could talk with me?” he asked.

W-well, yeah, but…how in the world did he know about that?!

Recovering from my initial shock, I looked away sheepishly and nodded my head. Kokai’s smiled widened ever so slightly and nodded. “Alright, then. If that’s the case, I’m ready to leave whenever you are.”

Deerling and Goomy stared at Kokai for a few more seconds before deciding to drop the earlier conversation entirely. “Well…alright then. If you two are planning on spending time with each other, then we won’t hold you up,” Deerling said.

Kokai nodded at her. “Thanks, you two.”

“Yeah, of course. Come on, Goomy, let’s go,” Deerling said as her and Goomy started to leave. They quickly said their goodbyes to the two of us before completely leaving the school.

Once they were gone, I turned to Kokai with a confused expression on my face. Man, there’s so much about this Charmander that makes me so curious about him. I’ve never met anyone like him before. I wonder if talking with him is really going to give me any insight as to who he is…

“…It’s not polite to stare, you know.”

“…?!”

I was pulled out of my thoughts by Kokai, who had noticed that I was looking at him. “You know, you were struggling not to look at me during class today, either. Is there something about me you find interesting?” he asked.

Eep! He noticed me looking at him during class, too?!

I couldn’t help but let out a small blush as I looked away and tried to collect myself. When I finally managed to, I looked at him with a slightly furrowed brow and frowned. This was apparently enough for him to get the message.

“Alright, alright, I’m done with the teasing…” for now.

“H-hmph!”

I gave him a glare started walking off on my own, expecting him to follow behind me.

Kokai watched me walk down the slope, then sighed to himself before looking down with a pained expression on his face.

“…”

“…Kokai?”

“…Huh?”

I ran back to where he was when I noticed that he was still there. Then, in a concerned tone, asked if he was alright.

He stayed quiet for a few seconds, then nodded.

“Yeah, I’m alright. Sorry for the holdup. Let’s get going,” he said.

I nodded and the two of us walked down the slope together to leave the school.

#pmd #pokemon #pokemon super mystery dungeon #story #fanfic #writing #psmd #psmdls

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chaoticrobotics · 2 years

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Have there ever been times will sun and moon or any animatronic had to physically harm eachother to get a point across

Sun: There is NEVER a NEED for physical violence! You always keep your hands to yourself! Even if you are getting annoyed with someone >.>

Roxy: Hey! I told you to shut up about that topic and you wouldn't! You're just lucky I didn't fully pull out your sun ray! >:(

Chica: Wait what topic?

Roxy: It was nothing! Don't worry about it!

Sun: I was just helping and offering advice! You didn't have to be mean!

Moon: "I told you she was getting angry and to stop. You didn't and you got hurt, YOU need to learn there are consequences for your actions."

Sun: "Oh hush! It's still not right to hurt someone!" Even Moon agrees that you shouldn't have done that Roxy!

Moon: "That's not what I said! >:("

Roxy: Ugh! Fine! i'M sOrRy! [I'm sorry!] There! Happy!?

Sun: A little. XP

Chica: He is right though, you really shouldn't be hurting other, especially are friends, just to get a point across.

Roxy: Ugh! I guess!

Moon: "Sometimes violence is the only way to get people to listen. Especially someone as dense as you Sun.."

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Monty: Oh yea! Totally! A little bump in the arm or smack upside the head usually works. Though sometimes it gets a bit more serious. This one time the Fazz-butt wouldn't shut up about something, don't remember what, but the only way I could get him to shut up was to pin him to the wall by his stupid tie!

DJMM: *sigh* I remember that, I had to pry you off of him because Chica and Roxy were screaming at you to not bite him... Maybe you should invest in a chew toy or stress ball?

Monty: Screw that! I don't need those stupid toys! I wasn't going to do anything else to him! I just wanted him to shut up!

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Freddy: No. I don't think there is ever a NEED to physically harm someone to get a point across. It's better to use your words or just walk away from a conversation than to hurt someone. Monty could really learn that lesson honestly...

I was talking with Moon once and Monty just... attacked me! I think he was upset about what we were talking about, I can't even remember it now because of everything going on. Thankfully the DJ was able to pull him off of me... I swear I thought he was going to crush my head! I do remember him saying "Next time I won't hold back if you say that again!" I don't even remember what I said that could have set him off! Especially since I wasn't even talking to him, he just overheard my conversation with Moon... :(

#questionnaire #sundrop #moondrop #glamrock roxanne #glamrock chica #glamrock monty #glamrock bonnie #djmm #noart #asks

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kithtaehyung · 2 years

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RYEN u really wanted to break my heart huh,, u wanted me to feel soul crushing sadness from this interlude didn't u. it's a double edged sword getting into yoongi's head bc i know i def wanted to see what he was thinking and how he feels about/around reader and what went down at basketball but poor baby :(

it's so upsetting that he thinks so poorly of himself and that he feels like he isn't enough ,, he puts so much thought into how reader must have been treated badly in the past and recognizes when she starts feeling off because of it but then turns it on himself saying he should do better :( like BABE ?? who hurt him in the past i'm so ready to fight for him he's doing his absolute best like GOD when he's thinking about his GUITAR. no. i'm stopping that right here. it doesn't exist in my brain i just erased it i can't take it. someone give him head scratches rn lay him down and treat him gently for a minute he's so. GOD RYEN i'm actually going to cry thinking about it i'm moving on LMAO

i'm really excited to go back and reread this side by side with all the other pars because getting to see both perspectives and compare how reader and yoongi were feeling/thinkng,,, they're so similar fr. i wish they could see that they're both MORE than good enough for each other and that they're both feeling the same way </3 me telepathically communicating that to them rn it'll get through eventually don't worry i got this !!

but seriously, from what i can remember from my (v recent hehe) reread,, everything ties in so well and adding that extra Flavor and Depth to the scenes UGH i love it here, seriously. i don't think i've ever felt such a strong emotional connection to a published book, let alone a fanfic?? and i'm a bitch who ANNOTATES books, ryen. highlighters, sticky tabs, notes in margins. there's just something about your writing and the way you weave everything together and build on top of the past things you've written that hits just right. it all feels so relatable and real it's DELICIOUS.

i loved seeing the friendship between jimin and yoongi !! i wish yoongi would LISTEN TO HIM tho fr,, reader is so into you AND YOU'RE SO HAPPY WITH HER LIKE ?? i get that bro (did i officially announce myself as team namjoon is bro bc yes) finding out is something that he's worried about, and i get that fr. bro has been there to watch all of yoongi's mistakes, it makes sense that bro would be concerned and maybe even upset, especially about them keeping it a secret for so long but like,, bro even dom admitted that yoongi was different with her. i rlly think he would come around after he saw them together bc god they just,, they both are just so good to each other and they care so much for each other </3 heart hurty

anyways here take the lines that i would highlight tf out of if this was anywhere that i could do that lol

"Just this once. Let him be the only one that worries." OUCHIES

“I did what I thought you would do.” yes yoongi would in fact go to the ends of the earth to make sure she was safe thank you for pointing that out and hurting me jimin .

“What are you gonna do once you stop?” um hahaha who said there had to be an end ahahahahahaha nooooo ahaha stop jimin ahaha dw i'll distract bro for the rest of forever he will simply not find out !!!

"What the fuck are you doing to him? If you came up to him right now? He’d give you anything you wanted. All you’d have to do is say it." i am punching a wall right now btw :-) "Once a space that saw many destructive arguments and silent, unfinished meals, your appearance started giving it new life. New energy. Energy that he can physically feel as he passes it on the way to his room." i can't take this one actually "Lips at your temple, he vows, “That won’t happen again, love.” okay so this was a personal attack and i can't accept this i want to get you back for this so bad i am crying i can't take this this is kind of like embarrassingly long and if i tell u i've reread this 2.5 times already you WILL pretend it's been longer than a day. ig i could copy paste this into the feedback form but <3 it's already here so i will apologize for the wall of text . i did indeed get carried away but such is life -loona anon (should have a character limit fr)

LOONA ISTG THIS REVIEW IS DAMN DELICIOUS. apologies for not getting to it sooner! i needed the right amount of energy to respond bc holy hell you typed so much and i appreciate it sm :')) did i wanna break hearts? yes and no. i didn't wanna write yoongi's inner thoughts like that, but that's what they were. so i didn't wanna disrespect his character by writing it lightly. rest under the cut bc i have an essay lol

you're right. it's completely upsetting to know this is how he thinks of himself. whatever happened before seemed to really stick with him, to the point where he doesn't even give himself credit for anything good - only the bad (like being the reason the threat was made, etc.) when he's thinking about the guitar? i wanted to cry and i did tear up a lot. so. yeah. i understand if you cry while thinking about that bc i know i did. especially considering the song he played for reader in dalo.

OOOH yes!! they were actually meant to be read side by side if you have the time/resources to try it. i had to make sure they lined up well, despite their thought flows being different. i hope your telepathy works! the flavor worked? i'm glad.

oh my gosh.. a strong emotional connection to something i've created? that is one of the highest compliments i could ever receive, truly. maybe it can be printed someday so you can annotate it and keep it forever! i would love to hear commentary like that. i'm glad it's all woven together in a coherent way. i'm having so much fun and i hope you continue to enjoy the rest!

JIMIN AND YOONGI MY BOYSSSSSS UGH. i love them so fcking much it is absurd. (putting you on team joonie!) i know we all see that reader and yoongi have huge chemistry and care between each other, and the people that are around them enough can see it. but the thing with bro is that he's not actively looking for that. all he sees is his best friend and his sister, and they've had banter between each other ever since the old days. coupled with the fact that he's been gone and is thinking about so many other things. i just think it would be one of the last things on his mind, whereas people like dom and jimin can see the slipping bc yoongi and reader act different without bro around.

now for your annotation worthy lines:

"Just this once. Let him be the only one that worries." YEAH THIS ONE BROKE ME.

“I did what I thought you would do.” oh god... yeah. you picked the hard hitters, didn't you.

“What are you gonna do once you stop?” REALITY IS A BIIIIICH

"What the fuck are you doing to him? If you came up to him right now? He’d give you anything you wanted. All you’d have to do is say it." i am punching a wall right now btw :-)

"Once a space that saw many destructive arguments and silent, unfinished meals, your appearance started giving it new life. New energy. Energy that he can physically feel as he passes it on the way to his room." you know what they say about unfinished meals in literature...

"Lips at your temple, he vows, “That won’t happen again, love.” HE SAID IT AGAIN. HE DID. THE SECOND TIME AND ITS WHEN READER IS ASLEEP dklfjdkvj

thank you so much for all of this, love. i thoroughly enjoyed it all and read it a shameful amount of times before finally putting this hopefully coherent response together. seriously, thank you!

#an essay AGAINNN #wow #loona anon #aka hyunjin's gf<33 #lovely people #3tanDS #asks:3tan #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌#long post

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