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betterthanyalls · 3 months

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Happy Valentines day!!! This is a gift for my platonic valentine!!! Love u pookie

Fake Proposals

Words: 1.5K

Published: 2-14-2024

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“This is such a bad idea.”

"Oh, c'mon, Peach! It’s free food!”

“If it works, which it probably won’t,” Y/n explained to her boyfriend, "plus, aren’t you a demon? Can you not just disguise yourself and steal the food?”

“Where’s the fun in that? Have some faith, Peaches!” Wukong encouraged, wrapping his arm around his girlfriend's shoulder. He held Y/n tight and guided her into the high-class restaurant that stood tall in front of them. Wukong let go of Y/n, to his dismay, so he could hold the door open for her. He may be an egotistical demon, but he knows how to treat the love of his immortal life.

Y/n smiled at her partner’s kind gesture, “Thank you, love,” and entered the small entrance of the restaurant. When Wukong entered, his hand instantly found its way to Y/n’s, holding her in a tight yet gentle grip. The couple stood near the host stand, waiting for a server to come to seat them. They stood there for around five minutes until Wukong started getting impatient. His foot was tapping rapidly on the ground, and his tail was swaying, brushing Y/n’s leg every few passes. Noticing this, Y/n lightly squeezed his hand in a few pulses. Her eyes watched as Wukong’s tail slowed its sways and his foot stopped tapping.

Smiling softly, the young woman cast a glance at her boyfriend. She saw how he was looking around, trying to spot any servers standing around. Eventually, someone who looked like a hostess walked up to them.

“I am so sorry for making you wait! I was told someone would cover me when I’m on break, but I guess not,” the girl, who looked the same age as Y/n, spoke quickly. Y/n observed how the girl kept taking glances at Wukong, each one longer than the last. Normally, Y/n wouldn’t mind people looking at her boyfriend; he was a demon after all, but this girl had a different emotion in her expression. Y/n read the girl’s name tag and couldn’t help but notice how much the girl looked like Y/n. ‘Analise’, was the name carved into the metal tag. “That’s ok, my boyfriend and I would just like a couple table. Please,” Y/n spoke through a strained smile, moving closer to Wukong.

Wukong, somehow, didn’t take notice of the way Analise stared at him or how Y/n moved closer. “Right away,” Analise glared at Y/n before turning and guiding them to a nearby table made for two. As they walked, Y/n gripped Wukong’s hand tighter. She could see from her peripheral view when her boyfriend looked down at their hands and looked at her face. Y/n looked at him when he mouthed a question, ‘You okay?’. Now that Wukong knew she saw him, Y/n couldn’t ignore the question. Looking at Analise, who was still walking in front of the two, Y/n let out a sigh and shook her head, ‘No’. Wukong’s eyes held hers, filled with sympathy and understanding, and simply nodded. It didn’t take long for them to reach a two-person table in the center of the restaurant. Y/n smiled when she saw the mischievous grin spread across her lover’s lips.

“Here you are, sir... and ma’am,” Analise finished her sentence with resentment. Hearing this, Y/n gave the worker a tight, sour smile before sitting down across from her partner. Analise left the couple to view their menus and choose the food. Scanning the options, Y/n paused when she felt a foot tapping hers. Looking up, she was met with Wukong’s iconic smirk. “So, my dear Y/n was jealous of some random girl?” His tone was laced with tease as he smiled at her. Y/n rolled her eyes and softly kicked her demon lover, a small smile forming on her lips as she looked away to hide it. “Shut up, just stick to the plan, ok?” The young woman spoke through her embarrassment, still not meeting Wukong’s eyes.

Y/n heard his chuckle and the shuffling of fabric. Looking up, she watched as her boyfriend pulled a small black box from his pocket and set it on the table with a mischievous grin. The two looked around, trying to see if any staff was nearby to see the plan in action. “I think that’s the manager right there,” Y/n discreetly pointed to a man standing about a table or two away. Looking back to her partner, Y/n nodded to him with him doing the same in response. Clearing his throat to gain nearby attention, Wukong stood up and took the box. Walking over to Y/n, he knelt in front of her. She could see a glimmer in his eyes as emotions danced like lightning on his expression.

“Y/n M/n L/n, we have been through thick and thin together. I can’t even fathom how you could survive with someone like me and yet you do it anyways. You have always meant the most to me; the flame to my candle, the moon to my sun, the rainbow to my cloud. I can’t explain in words how much you mean to me, it’s simply impossible. You deserve everything in this whole messed-up universe and I will make it my goal to deliver it all to you. Anything you want, it’s yours. I’m lost without you, Peach. I want to be your crutch, your support; the one you rely on when you can’t even rely on yourself. I may not understand everything but I will do anything to let you show me. I am willing to change anything just for you to glance at me. The longing I get when you have to leave from a date or when I can’t look at you for even a moment. Your eyes, your hair, your cheeks, your nose, your arms, your everything. I love every little detail about yourself. All your flaws are gone, you never had any to begin with. I know you might not be able to see yourself the way I see you but I want to let you even get at least a glimpse of how I see you. You are so perfect to me that even the stars moon and sun envy you. You shine your light of kindness and care to anyone, proving anyone can be themself around you. I feel so safe with you and I want you to feel that around me. Y/n M/n L/n, I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I will do anything to make you mine. So, what do you say?”

Shock and embarrassment overwhelmed Y/n. She had expected some cheesy speech, but the way he said it and the way his eyes glowed. Y/n knew he meant every single word and it left her speechless. Her mouth opened slightly, trying to say something but no words or sounds came out. Wukong held an expectant look like he didn’t think this whole spiel would catch you off guard. The whole restaurant was looking at the two of you. The suspense was thick in the air and even the blind could see the anticipation. Finally, Y/n found her voice.

“Yes,” She whispered before making her voice audible, “yes! 100 times yes!” Wukong stood up and brought her up with him before picking Y/n up and spinning her around. Laughter echoed from them as the restaurant erupted into cheers and applause. A huge smile graced both the couple's faces when Wukong slid the ring onto Y/n's ring finger. The duo hugged tightly before feeling a hand on both their shoulders, it was the manager. At first, they thought their plan had been a success until the manager pointed to an extremely small sign across the room that read, ‘NO ROMANCE ON PREMISE!’. “Well, that’s ironic.”

Now walking hand in hand down the dark street, Y/n and Wukong just talked. “I wanted that free food,” Y/n complained. “I know Peach, but I can just steal some food from Pizza Hut or something if you would like,” her boyfriend shrugged. Pausing in her steps, Y/n looked at Wukong with an ‘Are you serious?’ expression. “What?” “Why didn’t you just do that earlier before we got kicked out?!” Y/n exclaimed to her clueless boyfriend. “I…uhhh….” Wukong stumbled on his words, trying to find a reason before Y/n found the truth. “Wait a second,” Y/n spoke, a smirk forming on her face and turning to her lover, “did you just do all this so you could propose to me but not officially?” Wukong was looking everywhere but his girlfriend now and not answering her question. Y/n smiled softly at her flustered partner before taking his face in her palms and giving Wukong a soft kiss on the cheek, ruffling the fur atop his head when she leaned back. Y/n chuckled a little before she turned and kept walking, leaving a stunned Monkey King behind her.

#x reader #fluff #lmk sun wukong x reader #sun wukong x reader #lmk x reader

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fangirltothefullest · 8 months

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hey! i’ve seen you reblog a few posts from proshippers/posts tagged as proship and i just wanted to let you know in case its not on purpose!

I need some of you youngsters to please listen carefully to what I'm about to say because it might open your eyes to a very important concept- when I say ship and let ship I mean I don't give two fucks about what people read in fanfiction because it's all fake. Made up characters in a made up scenario with made up things happening.

Your christian-based concept that thought is equal to action isn't true. You can THINK whatever the hell you want do long as your actions don't cause a problem. A creepy old man can look at a young lady and THINK all the nasty things he wants. So long as he does not take those thoughts and turn them to actions, he's fine. He might want to go see a therapist but at the end of the day thoughts are just thoughts. Standing on the edge of a cliff and thinking "wow if someone pushed someone off this they'd die" doesn't mean you want to push someone off a cliff.

PLEASE separate the concept that thought and action are the same thing.

Even if the topic is a taboo topic, even if it's something you would never in a million years agree with, it's still fake at the end of the day.

I don't personally want to read about canibalism, but its not my job or my right to force other people to never write about that stuff. Policing other people's writing and policing the "goodness" or "badness" of the content they write is not my job and it's not anyone else's. Your morality is yours and yours alone. What you find taboo and never want to think about might just be a weird enjoyable read to someone else. Just like kinks or even random topics, you cannot cater to everyone and trying to force a moral purity in written fiction is just ailly. They're made up. No matter how much you want Azirphale and Crowly to be real no matter how much you are desperate for Percy Jackson to have real feelings, they aren't and he can't. They're not real and they never will be so nothing that happens to them, no matter how fucked up, really matters.

And that's all it is and all they will ever be. A bunch of taboo topics and events done to made up people.

I don't want to read about incest but I'm not going to stop people from writing fanfics about the supernatural brothers doing the nasty. I'm also not going to go out of my way to look for it or tell people to stop because it's all fake. Its not supporting it. It's made up pretend space.

I sit here throwing made up characters into Bad Situations that would be horrible if they were real people. But they're not. They're fake people with fake things happening to them and it's fun to write and fun to read. I torment my characters all the time. I made Virgil go through so much emotional trauma in APP and no one bats an eye because it's fake. Please apply the same critical thinking to the rest of written everything.

Proshipper literally means that a person should have the freedom to write what they want and read what they want because morality has nothing to do with fiction. It does not make you morally a bad person to enjoy a taboo subject in written form. This goes for ALL taboo subjects. People reading greusome murder mysteries don't go out and murder people. The same thing applies to the other taboo subjects. People writing about weird incest ships aren't going to go out and do the incest thing.

If they are it has nothing to do with the fiction and everything to do with that specific person.

Thought and action are not the same thing.

Allowing everyone to write what they want without gatekeeping based on morality is a good thing. We would not have lgbtqia+ stories if the morality policing of Christian values dictated what we are allowed and not allowed to write.

Please understand that I saying all this as a teaching tool. You might be super icked out by certain topics and that's natural and normal and ok. I am too! Everyone is! But what we have to do is be tolerant of the ideas that writing taboo subjects and being a proshipper isnt a bad thing. Also enjoying taboo subjects in written form doesn't make you somehow evil, ok?

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adragonsfriend · 22 days

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Reading Darth Plagueis,

by James Luceno.

Ok I finished this book. It was a wild ride, here are some highlights, (anything in quotes, " ", is in fact, a direct quote). Spoilers, I guess.

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“At some point, probably when he was focused on murder, a rock or other projectile had pulped a large area of his lower back.”--Plagueis

Yeah man that always happens to me too when I’m focused on murder

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Me thinking, *Plagueis is way too normal for a sith,* about five seconds before the narration goes *Plagueis was hungry. he thought about eating the eggs of some sentient lizards and also the sentient lizards themselves, but restrained himself*

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Plagueis, a banker: nOt all mUNns R bAnkErS u kNoW

A pirate who wants a bribe: be better for you if you were some financial wizard

Plagueis, a literal wizard:

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Captain La (the random pirate): how do u know my name

Plagueis: *truthing* I sliced you ship’s systems,

Plagueis: *lying* it’s not like I’m a telepath or something

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*at the evil rich people party*

"Republic senators, at least those that weren’t present, would be subjected to ridicule—"

I love how the narration says "subjected" like Bail Organa would give fuck about some assholes making fun of him

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Plagueis in a business meeting as hego damask:

Repeats himself multiple times conducting experiments in trying to force suggest to a resistant species

His assistant: bro what r u doing ur making us look bad

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omg young Palpatine is so Anakin coded. Genuinely he throws tantrums it’s perfect

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Tag this accidental baby acquisition some random dathomiri lady just handed maul over like a sac of potatoes

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Sidious, about to gaslight, girlboss, gatekeep, mansplain, manipulate, and threaten to manslaughter Nute Gunray within an inch of his life all in the span of a 2 minute zoom call: *wearing his Sith cloak on their holocall* what is up my guy? did u get the rare collectible bird I sent u anonymously a while back?

Nute Gunray: uhh…yes…um… its very nice…who are you and why r u hiding in that hood bro?

Sidious: it's the traditional clothing of my Order

Gunray: ur a cleric?

Sidious: "Do I seem like a holy man to you?"

Me: the only holes I see here are in your logic, morals, ability to feel compassion, and *waves hand all encompassingly* vibes

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Dooku: if one more Jedi dies because of the indolence of the republic, I’ll leave the Jedi and refuse to look back

Palpatine: *listening attentively*

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Plagueis & Maul: (separately) gloat about being Sith Lords to people they’re about to kill

Sidious:

Sidious: these idiots cannot keep a secret to save their lives—

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Plagueis ACTUALLY believes Sidious is about to appoint him co-chancellor. what an idiot.

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Padme shocking both Sith at every turn during the Naboo crisis is sending me

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Oooh Sidious' murder rant is incredible. He's like Plagueis you manipulated and abused me, now i'm gonna kill you so I can go do that to other people without you hanging over my shoulder. It's like the evil but still cathartic version of Zuko's speech to Firelord Ozai.

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Dooku: That zabrak guy was definitely a Sith. There has to be another one, probably the master

Sidious, standing right next to him in a shadowy warehouse wearing a black cloak: “how would one even begin to know where to look for this other Sith?”

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“For an instant, Palpatine perceived a touch of his younger self in Skywalker”

This book needs to stop. Maybe consider pulling its punches sometime. The only mark of disapproval I have here is that this is portraying Obi-Wan as an asshole for the five seconds he’s present

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Bad news, the book did indeed stop. I have been gravely injured, but also greatly amused. The experience of reading this book is just constant vacillation between *wow so Sith Lord, so scary, so evil* and *Plagueis, my guy, that is the dumbest ideology I’ve ever heard. maybe if you took a nap (for the first time in 20 years) you’d finally say something that made sense*

I will also confess that I was taking detailed notes about Plagueis for an AU idea I have that I will not be starting for at least another year because I am married to BHOT and I refuse to be like the rest of you sorry fucks with 17 wips (ignoring that fanfic is in fact the only genre of writing I do not have at least 17 wips in)

#star wars #star wars legends #darth plagueis #james luceno #darth sidious #chancellor palpatine #darth maul #count dooku #anakin skywalker #long post #star wars yeeteth

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kafus · 5 months

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ok i've decided i want to infodump about vee and nova a little after all! because uhh not only am i impatient because autism but i also. want to dip my toes into talking about this. just days ago i was still terrified but now i am Tentatively Brave... if i can talk about it here casually like this then i should be able to write a more formal summary later some other time

i've tagged this post appropriately (at least i think i have, feel free to suggest if i should add more) but also a heads up here too before i keep talking that while i'm not going into graphic detail on anything there are STRONG themes of organized sexual abuse of a child, sexual abuse of animals, and grooming! (there are no disturbing visuals in this post, just text)

IF YOU CAN'T READ THIS POST THAT'S OKAY I STILL LOVE U

takes a deep breath alright so the deal with these two. back all the way in 2021, i decided i wanted to make "vent ocs" as in i just wanted some concrete/consistent designs i could use in vent art drawings that weren't a direct reflection of what i envision myself to look like or whatever. i was going through a lot in 2021, in december 2020 i had just gotten my first big repressed memory back and my life was in a whirlwind of change and heavily increased PTSD and DID symptoms, so i was using art a lot as an outlet. in the end i settled on this drawing, based on the design taste i would have had as a young person (god the quality is so old now LOL i've improved a lot but anyway)

i was intending for these two to be just visual designs and nothing more than that but i got attached and actually ended up giving them a whole storyline and everything, which is something i admittedly hadn't done in a long time up to that point so that's cool.

the reason i preface explaining the premise of the storyline with this is because i think it's important to acknowledge that these two are intrinsically tied with my real life and the feelings i experience as a CSA/OA survivor. not because i think someone has to go through awful things to write or draw about them necessarily, but because i am passionate about expressing myself. it's important for me to be seen in some way, to be heard after years of silence. it is not safe for me mentally to share the exact details of my abuse online rn (and please don't ask for them!) but i also don't want these two to be removed from the message that i survived something and this is me making art about that in an abstracted and magical way with a fictional universe that brings me a lot of comfort. i hope this makes sense lol

oh and also with that in mind if you think for even a second any of this is a weird sex thing for me or some shit please stop reading this post and go do something else with your time. this is my trauma expression and i don't need to be compared to the people i was abused by when i was a literal toddler thank you!

AANYWAY so! premise! gonna be point blank with it! vee (not her original name but shh) is born as a normal 100% human girl, aka without the eevee ears and tail. she is groomed from a very young age (like, toddler age) and eventually abducted by her groomers which happen to be members of... well right now it's team rocket because i haven't spent the time to worldbuild a new villainous pokemon organization yet. roll with me here. she is taken to a remote facility out in the middle of fucking nowhere and is never returned to her previous life or family.

Why? well i'm glad you asked! the org is running a bunch of different experiments in this facility and one of them happens to be trying to enable humans reproducing with pokemon. this doubles as both a money thing and a power thing. they seek out a child as the victim of these horrible experiments because children are easily malleable. way easier to control a child than an adult who already has a firm identity/self.

vee is the child they chose. surgery is forcibly done on her to give her working eevee ears and tail, and also like, fuck with her body chemistry and stuff. she's biologically part eevee now. yes this is bullshit pokemon magic science LMAO but she is kept in this facility and chronically sexually abused for a few years by pairing her with various mons and trying to get eggs to happen.

the experiment isn't working though so they hypothesize that giving her a dedicated partner, especially of the same evolutionary line, would help, and they raise nova from birth as an eevee to take on that role. eventually the two of them are paired together. despite the acts they are forced to commit on each other and the abuse they endure, they actually become inseparable very quickly cause like. they don't have anyone else. and also they just genuinely care about each other. additionally at this point nova has evolved into an espeon and has telepathic powers, so him and vee can communicate linguistically with each other, so you know that helps

generally my current focus of this story is in the early years, when vee is 12 and younger, before they start realizing that shit is fucked up and they need to escape (up until that hypothetical point they have been successfully groomed into believing everything happening to them was not abuse/was normal). i have left out a metric fuckton of detail here just to get across the basic premise. i am constantly exploring vee's psyche, nova's psyche, it's like an in depth exploration of the mind of an abused child in horrific circumstances and god it's cathartic. i love these two so fucking much

btw i guess this art has more context now huh haha after i infodumped off the plot to my sister they looked at this art again and was like. OHHH THIS IS EVEN MORE OMINOUS AND HARD TO LOOK AT WITH CONTEXT. AND I WAS LIKE YEAH!!!! YOU SEE THE VISION!!! THE SYMBOLISM!! ETC!!!!

uh yeah if you read this far thank you and i just wanna say i've been building up the courage to talk about these two for GENUINELY two years, it has been over 2 full years since that initial drawing, and i am nervous and jittery posting this but i do not want to die without having shared my work with the world and i'm willing to take the risks to get my voice out there. so you reading it is very much appreciated ur like my first step into being more confident as a survivor lol

oh and fwiw despite these guys being so correlated with my trauma it's not offensive to make headcanons or ask me questions about them or compliment darker art of them however you want, in fact i love that shit!! please i've been holding these guys back for two years i have so much to say that hasn't been said. as much as i am nervous i am EXCITED

#sa tw #mind control tw #csa tw #oa tw #abuse tw #this post is a bit of a mess sorry!#this is why im sort of “drafting” my summary as a stream of consciousness infodump #i need to tackle having the confidence talking about this first #just get it out no matter how messy #and THEN i can clean it up and present it in an artistically pleasing way #kiki was here #kiki.txt #vee & nova

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rengokuology · 10 months

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I just read the Lexi Howard fanfiction and your writing got me back into my euphoria phase and I absolutely adore Lexi Howard! Could you please do a Lexi Howard x fem reader where the reader is really hyperactive in the moment but someone tells her she is being annoying and getting on their last nerve, so she like goes quiet and is holding back tears and biting her nails like a nervous habit, but Lexi obviously notices so Lexi pulls her aside and comforts her?

HARSH WAVES TO CALM WATERS. . .

LEXI HOWARD x FEM! HYPERACTIVE! READER

WARNINGS, hurt to comfort fanfiction ( i love this type of fanfics— )

DEAR REQUESTER, hellooooo!! as someone who is kinda inexperienced with writing this type of fanfiction, if i did anything wrong or you didn’t like it, let me know so if you want to re-request and such but anyways, i hope you enjoy!!

today, for her, has been very shitty.

well, like everyday, the beginning was normal! she went to school with the help from maddy, then she met up with her friends and her girlfriend, then went to her next classes, etc, etc.

all of that was interrupted though when an insensitive asshole told her that she needed to shut up because everybody was getting tired and annoyed of her ranting.

so, now here she was, sitting at the lunch table with her friend group and staying silent, something that hasn’t been quite common but they didn’t notice.

she was biting her nails while thinking— no, not thinking, overthinking and glancing at her girlfriend and her friends talking.

‘are they annoyed with me? they do seem annoyed. or maybe it’s just school? it could be school or— or nate! or maybe. . . maybe it’s me.’

she kept trying to reassure herself in her mind and chasing her thoughts to stop but no matter what, those thoughts kept running and basically playing ‘tag, you’re it’ with her in her mind.

she chewed on her nails, looking down at the lunch table and started to breath more and more heavily, more faster. . .

eventually, her thoughts started to corrupt her whole entire body and her body started to feel shaky and rough yet so light and far out of reach while a churning, burning feeling of doubt started to arise in her stomach.

‘what. . . what about lexi? she doesn’t hate me, she isn’t my girlfriend for no reason!’

‘or is she faking? maybe she is faking and i’m just too oblivious?’

‘no, stop thinking that, lexi loves you, you love lexi and your both happy!’

‘but lexi has been spending a lot of time with fezco. . . did she fall out of love?’

‘or maybe she wasn’t in love? is it just a prank or something?’

‘did maddy bribe her to date me? or maybe cassie?’

‘no, they wouldn’t do that, lexi wouldn’t do that’

‘but people can fake being in love and shit so maybe. . .?’

‘no, that can’t be possible. i’m not oblivious.’

‘but it can.’

her breathing grew heavier and faster by the minute, her hand starting to shake a little as tears started to brim her eyes without knowing.

everything felt wrong, not right, she felt too light, like she was in the sky almost, floating but falling at the same time.

she kept biting at her nails, caring for people who saw but she couldn’t stop.

‘are people looking at me? oh god, they’re looking at me.’

‘no, no, they’re just looking at their friends!’

‘or is it me? they look like they hate me.’

she kept overthinking and overthinking, she couldn’t focus on only one person, one thing, and because of that, her nerves of anxiety were spiking and her hand shaking to the point where people can tell by just a glance.

she couldn’t stop, chasing her thoughts and begging them to end their madness but nothing happening.

it felt too wrong, too light, she needed to run. . .

“hey, are you ok?”

suddenly, (reader) was brought back to reality by her girlfriend, (reader) turning her head towards lexi.

“sorry, what did you say?” “i was asking if you were ok?”

lexi told her, a concerned look on her features as lexi had her attention directed onto (reader).

‘she’s lying, she doesn’t care. she’s acting.’

‘or maybe she does? maybe she does care?’

‘no, that can’t be it. . .’

(reader) quickly nodded, a reassuring and small smile gracing her lips as she stared back at lexi, still not knowing that tears were in her eyes.

“yep, i’m fine!”

she wasn’t fine.

and lexi knew she was lying, taking a quick glance at the girls bathroom door before turning her eyes back to (reader).

“you wanna go to the bathroom real quick?”

(reader) now leaned against the tiled wall, looking down at her hands and picking at her painted fingernails while avoiding lexi’s gaze and calming herself down slowly by being alone with her girlfriend.

"did something happen today or. . .? i just saw you weren't talking like usually do and you were shaking and everything, i just want to make sure your ok."

lexi told her, looking at her as she leaned on the tiled wall opposite of (reader) and waiting to listen to her.

"i'm fine. . ."

(reader) claimed, glancing up at her to see her expression to see lexi's face twisted with concern and want to help her girlfriend. however, her mind was running of thoughts and questions on whether or not she was acting about being concerned, trying to see if there was anything different.

"it's ok if you don't want to talk about it (reader), just know that i'm here for you, ok? i don't want you to suffer alone."

lexi told her girlfriend as (reader)'s eyes glanced back down at her chipped nails again, the nail polish on different sets of fingernails almost being off.

the two stayed in silence for a little before. . .

"do you hate me, lexi?"

(reader) suddenly asked, not wanting to look up and see her reaction, just in case if it was bad.

"no, i don't. . . why?"

"there was this guy in my class and he told me to shut up because my class was getting tired and annoyed of me and i, uh, i kinda started overthinking it. . ."

lexi sighed, still concerned for her girlfriend who was obviously going through a lot at that moment.

"can i hug you?"

(reader) nodded as lexi hugged them, the side of (reader)'s head laying on lexi's shoulder.

"i love you, ok? to the moon and back and nothing's going to change that. no matter what asshole says or what happens, i will always be here no matter what and i’ll always love you for who you are and what you do in life. . .”

lexi told her, pressing a kiss in her hair gently while holding her with her arms wrapped around (reader)‘s waist.

(reader) was smiling at her girlfriend’s words, just staying silent as she silently adored her girlfriend and how sweet she was. her overthinking thoughts died down as lexi comforted her. of course, they didn’t disappear but one thing (reader) knew is that when lexi talked and comforted her, they would go away for so many minutes and give her the calmness she loved and all she knew in those minutes. . .

is that her overthinking was like harsh waves and lexi would calm them.

AUTHORS NOTE, hello again requester!! if you didn’t like this or anything, please let me know so i can edit this post or do a new request but besides that, thank you so much for reading and requesting!! i hope you have a good day or night, goodbye!!

#lexi howard x fem! reader #lexi howard x reader #lexi howard #euphoria x reader #euphoria #euphoria x fem!reader

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h3apm3ch4n151m · 1 year

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Meeting their child in the future except you're afraid/hateful of children Or you don't wanna have children in general lmao

I just had this idea bc I've read those "When twst boys meet their children from the future" except I'm trying to insert myself but I'm the kind of person who would not like to puke children, I'd be shocked as hell when I meet my future children knowing damn well I hate them. Basically, me inserting how I'd react in a way that it's so angsty LMAOOO

Dorm: Octavinelle Character: Floyd This is might be part 1, just ask if ya'll want a 2nd and 3rd part for Azul or Jade lol

Fluff with angst, with a side of crackfic MY FIRST EVER ANGST YAY Warnings: If you feel sensitive about topics of family/abuse and stuff, pls read with caution. Also children menaces. "------" Means can be either mama or papa lmao

Shoes quietly walk towards the door of the VIP room in Mostro Lounge. That was where you'd usually meet them. A surprise was what you were about to give them, however, a surprise is also awaiting you.

Floyd's route

Once you enter the room, you were met with an Azul who is slowly going insane, a smiling Jade by his side, and two people running around, more like Floyd and a kid.

"Oh, they're here." Azul slams his head on the table, great. Jade just calmly smiles at you, waiting for things to unfold. The two stop running and look at you with a huge grin.

"AAAHHH!!!" The child lounges at you with a big smile that you think it will rip apart his face. It was about to hug you, but you quickly avoided it. However, the kid was persistent and kept chasing you to hug you. "----- Are we playing tag?" The kid giggles, as well as Floyd who is watching the both of you.

Your face was scrunched up into... disgust? Like you were seeing someone being murdered in front of you.

"Who is this kid? Why is he calling me like that?" You turn to Floyd first, then the two who are watching. You were jolted backward when something latched onto you. "I caught you ----!" The kid was playful.

"What the hell kid, get off me." You state coldly as you pushed the kid off of you without a second thought. The kid moves back, completely off guard by what you've done. The kid was quite shaken, moving back with his hands to his chest while he looks at you with teary eyes and trembling lips.

"Shrimpy, that's not nice!" You look at Floyd who was approaching you and the kid. "Why? Is that your cousin?" You look back at notice the boy's features. He had Floyd's hair color though something else doesn't add up... You squint your eyes, but nothing clicks.

Just what is the meaning of this? Floyd picks up the kid and walks to you. "This is Alex!" "Oh, ok- "Our child"

wgat Floyb what do you mena chilf

nithign seemed righr, everything wa wrong.

"What, Floyd, have you gone insane?" You laugh. It started as a normal laugh until it died down into a concerned one. "What do you mean..." You narrow your eyes at him and the kid.

"Well, this happened at Alchemy class, we made a portal, then this dude came out of it. Prof said he'll be gone naturally, cuz he doesn't exist in this timeline."

"So he's from the future..."

"Yup"

"Okay, as long as that kid stays away from me, I'm fine with it." "But you're the other parent!" "Then I don't wanna take responsibility for it." You cross your arms.

Floyd stares at you, then looks at Alex, who he's carrying.

"Do you wanna go to -----?" He smiles. "Yes please, papa!" The two looks at you with a smile. Except Floyd has ill intent and the kid is pure joy.

"Oh no. Oh NO, YOU DON'T." You quickly move back, to behind one of the couches. You hold the armrest of the sofa. Floyd and the kid are on the opposite side.

Azul and Jade look at you with interest. "Oh? What is this, not willing to hold your child?" Azul asks with a smirk. "AZUL SHUT UP RIGHT NOW." You stare at the kid, concentrating on getting out of here without the kid.

"Shrimpy, this could be much easier if you take Alex." "HEEL NAH." Without warning, Floyd lounges to chase you, but your senses warned you of impending danger, so you move away to the other side of the sofa, but Floyd quickly changed directions. Now he was gaining on you.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" "NOT UNTIL YOU TAKE ALEX, SHRIMPY." "AAAAAAAAHHH" You didn't know what was scarier, Floyd chasing you or a child about to hog all your time.

"BANANA 😭😭😭😭" Out of desperation you just said some random words.

It was until you tripped, that both of them stopped running. "Hehehe" Floyd places Alex on top of you.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

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Everybody seemed to stare at you with weirded-out faces, no, not because of the child you're holding and an eel following you. It was because of the unusual scowl on your face that you rarely had. Ace and Deuce who went passed you didn't even say anything. Not Ace who usually would say something teasing about this exact scenario. But nothing. Nobody would really save you now, huh.

It was lucky how it was free time. So you went outside to get some fresh air. You sit down on a bench, ignoring the two.

"-----, I want a hug!" The kid opened his arms towards you and leaned in closer.

"No." As the kid leans in, you move away. But the kid doesn't seem to listen to you and hugs you by your shoulder.

"I SAID NO!" You harshly push him to Floyd who was sitting next to the kid. The kid tumbles back to Floyd, who grabbed him just in time.

You were clearly annoyed at this bratty child. While the child was clearly hurt, seeing how he wanted a hug from his parent.

"Oh, stop whining! I never asked for hugs when I was a child!" That was it. That's how Floyd knew. That was why you hated children in the first place. It was because you were never a child in the first place.

The kid started sniffling and covers his face. Floyd picked up the kid and shushed him, it was a... rare sight to see this.

Until the kid wandered off somewhere, running away.

"He'll be fine," Floyd said and looks at you. But you only rolled your eyes. "So, care to explain what ya did?"

"What?"

"C'mon Shrimpy, is that why you never liked it when I hug you?" He teasingly smiled at you.

"..."

"Well, I dunno what happened to ya, but even I wouldn't do that" He laughs, leaning on the bench.

"Well, the kid was being noisy, I don't like it." You lean on the bench too.

"Were you close with your parents, shrimpy?" He suddenly asks.

"Well, no- but-"

"Oh, so that's why."

"Hah?!"

"The kid, ya threw him when he was asking for a hug." He looks at you, side-eyed.

"..." You couldn't say anything. You just realized that. All of the things that you did, were a reflection of how your parents treated you.

You put your knees near your chest and cover your face, muffling your voice. "What have I done."

You've been such a jerk to a kid who wanted affection from their parent. Then you remember why you didn't want kids. It was because you thought; that you might pass down the lack of love and affection.

"I've been a jerk."

"Yah, you kinda did."

"Well thanks anyways."

"What happened between you and ya parents anyways?"

"Well... Whenever I wanted affection from my parents, they'd always push me aside, if I wanted a hug, they'd tell me it was too hot. If I kept doing it again and again, they'd say that I was too old for hugs." You've realized how much you lacked it. A family's affection.

"This wasn-" Floyd hugs you from the side, but you didn't hear him move towards you. "This is what you needed the most."

Floyd's hugs were usually tight, but this one... this one was comfort. The comfort you needed as a child. Reassurance.

Floyd heard soft sniffles from you, but nevertheless, he never stopped.

"Let's go... find that kid." You perk up and gave him a closed-eyed smile, with tears on the side of your face.

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katyspersonal · 7 months

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your mutual friend group is terrifying and i love it

PFFFFTTTTtttTttTT I am glad to hear this, anon xD Honestly my random morbid cannibalism jokes is not even our final form, usually it goes more like:

nobody:

me, hyperexcited: GUYYYS GUYS I just realised something after playing BLORBOrne for 50th time, I am such a dumbass ahaha! Turns out that there is a very hard to see detail in the data of Boris (datamined by Russian hackers: ( x ))! The shade of his right eye is kinda white-ish which lines up with theme of losing eye color upon becoming a furry, so despite boasting about his grip he has been secretly reading furry pr0n comics more than he should have! (tagged: #blorborne #boris the cocksucker #blorborne observation #as usual I notice this kind of shit too late AAAAAAAAA #listen it is 5 AM don't @ me)

someone: Katy pls I don't even know who Boris IS 😭

me: What do you mean, he is an easy to miss summon in Horse-Plinked Village!!! By the way, there is a bunch of lore that can be concluded from his items that he never uses but they are in the game files, even though he doesn't have any dialogue!

someone: 😭😭😭

my friends FANDOMette, Wow and Chicken: *reblogging* (tagged: #this is sooooo interesting #really nice observation I never thought about that #I am NOT normal about this #blorborne #boris the cocksucker #nice to finally see more ideas about boris)

fareehaandtheitalians: Girl this is incredible I HAVE NO WORDS, I feel like I am gaining Insight points when I am reading your posts

Jara that reads like 'jara' and not like 'yara' lol: *reblogging* (tagged: #yeah nobody is really safe from corruption in this setting #just like in real life xd #no wonder that I like this game so much because it is just as hopeless as reality #xd #bloorborne)

Chicken: *reblogging from Jara that reads like 'jara'* *screenshot of the tags* GIRL ARE YOU OK 💀💀💀

me: *reblogging from Chicken* NO ONE WITH AT LEAST A BASIC AMOUNT OF BRAINCELLS CAN FEEL OK IT IS NO ONE'S FAULT THAT YOU THINK LIFE IS ANYTHING BUT FARM OF SUFFERING

me and Chicken: *start fighting in the reblogs with progressively ridiculous points about meaning of life and idiotic memes*

fareehaandtheitalians: *already started doodling a meme based on this, as if to immortalize it in a tapestry*

Boom: *reblogging the showdown at its final point when me and Chicken already obliterated one another into a bloody mess* (tagged: #ehehe #stay silly you two!)

other Elden Twink mutuals: *eat popcorn*

Comic: *reblogging* WHY CAN'T YOU TWO BE LEFT WITHOUT BEING WATCHED FOR EVEN ONE DAY?!

Jara that reads like 'jara': Lol I made everything become cursed again xd

Chicken: No, Jara (reads like 'jara'), it is not your fault! You see, none of this would have happened if SOMEONE finally admitted that they are simping for [insert a character that either has the worst haircut in the setting or is so generic-looking that it actually embarrasses me]

robertzombie: *reblogging* She WHAT? People in this fandom have the worst taste I swear

me: You see FRIEND, we will know who ACTUALLY has a bad "taste" when I try a meal out of certain "bird" if you see what I mean.....

Fandomette: KATY NO, DON'T EAT YOUR FRIENDS... You wanted to eat Mewmecolash or something stop 😭

me: WHY ABSOLUTELY EVERY SINGLE PERSON IS SO DEADSET ON OUTING MY SECRETS FOR RANDOM PEOPLE TO READ?????? (tagged: #lmao as if anyone is going to read us after shit like this)

Chicken: THIS IS REVENGE FOR YOU MOCKING MY SON SURPHERROTH MWAHAHAHAHA

me: I AM ENDING THIS POINTLESS FIGHT HERE BECAUSE UNLIKE YOU PUNKS I HAVE SOME REALLY IMPORTANT THINGS TO DO *spends the rest of the day napping or watching cursed Elden Twink challenges letsplays*

Wow: *messaging me in Discord* Dammit what was THAT hahaha

me: Thank you for NOT having my back as usual, well, at least you are good for finishing a dumb post with lol

#LOL!!!!!!!!!!#i am glad!#ask replies #mutuals #no context #shitposting #lore council #okay sorry I won't do it again xddddd

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worldsfromhoney · 8 months

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I’ve been so much on the fence about this that i think i consulted three servers i’m in and had a very reasonable breakdown during an intense convo with one of my best friends.

BEHOLD this is the result of my externalised inner struggle

🥁🥁🥁🥁 *drumroll* 🥁🥁🥁🥁

WiP intro: Imposter Syndrome

A What Shouldn’t Have Been Written short story.

Ok ima face it: idk what to do here so i’ll just wing it and i hope it’s enough 😵‍💫

Status

Will finish the first draft by 10/06

Posting date: 10/09

WiP tags

#wip: imposter syndrome

#wip: wshbw

#oc: del bonnaire

#oc: jo bonnaire

#oc: conn

#oc: mrs. bonnaire

What it on

A horror short story where society has found a way to let people change their skin—literally. And Del Bonnaire has had his eye on a particular one for years. With a dying mother and a grieving dad, what can stop him?

Genres/Themes

horror/thriller

suspense

sci-fi

family

morality and ethics

NOTE: there’s a hella more tags and warnings but they’re available on Inkitt and Wattpad so please look before you read!

Characters

Those who matter anyway ✌️But! They all show up! They all matter!

Del Bonnaire

A daddy’s boy is what Del puts in every social profile he has. And that’s exactly what he is. Recently graduated from university and turned 22 years old. He’s delayed his coming-of-age ‘changing’ for 7 years and has batted away the legal notices. An inch taller than his rugby player of a father, with a lean form (genetics, darling, he’ll say), and rare green-hued eyes—he’s a catch for the skin centre. But there’s a reason he’s delayed and the time has finally come.

Jo Bonnaire

Del’s father and [redacted]. Despite being a sports boy throughout his entire life, barring from going professional, he doesn’t like being put to the spotlight. A devoted husband who attends to his wife’s every want and need, even to the point of predicting it. Very sticky though, as his rugby lads would comment. Recently turned 40 as he got Del early in life. Comes from old money and works as a behind-the-scenes philanthropist. He seems normal enough… right?

Mrs. Bonnaire

Del’s mother and [redacted], and Jo’s wife and [redacted]. She’s a pretty isolated person and neighbours gossip it’s because she got sickly after her first husband’s death. An utter miracle that someone like Jo had taken her in, they’ll also say. No one’s seen much of her family than her father who was seen rowing with Jo one night and never came back. Past schoolmates say she was very different in the past—a political activist against the ‘skin change movement’. Where’s that woman now?

Conn

Del’s childhood best friend. He and his aunt are the Bonnaire’s closest neighbours. Rather than him keeping Del, it’s more of the way around with how others see him always being comforted and apologising after a fight. Like a puppy whining after a particularly slick kitten, the other kids say. Handsome enough in his own right—brunette, grey eyes, dimple—but overshadowed by Del’s dark, tall, and handsome vibe. He doesn’t mind. He doesn’t mind much of what Del does anymore.

Dr. Katz

The doctor assigned to Mrs. Bonnaire’s case. One of the most renowned doctors in the hospital and the only one willing to take on the case. Not because of its queerness or impossibility but because of the two Bonnaires who stand guard day and night. You’re just imagining it, the charmed nurses reassure her, but she isn’t buying it. In the end, she’s right not to.

Snippet

NOTE: the snippet here is from the first draft which is crap so you will be reading crap 🥰

I think I give him an answer but it gets lost as a muffled mumble in his shirt. I’m not ready to let go. There’s a beating heart and a chest that rises and falls properly with no help so near that I don’t want to let go.

…and that’s all for now!

#writeblr #wip intro #wip: imposter syndrome #oc: del bonnaire #oc: jo bonnaire #oc: mrs. bonnaire #oc: conn #horror #scifi #short story

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devotion-that-corrupts · 6 months

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10 Characters / 10 Fandoms / 10 Tags

pick 10 characters from 10 fandoms and tag 10 people. thank you for tagging me @ithinkthiswasabadidea :)

apparently you don't have to comment on them. HOWEVER, i love talking about my interests, and you've given me an excuse to do it, so let's go!

(not in any particular order, i love them all.)

constantin d'orsay (greedfall) baby boy. has done nothing wrong ever in his entire life. seeing him activates my knight instinct. i would fight lord and lady d'orsay for him. i would fight the high king guy for him. i would fight god for him. if he is wrong i would reshape reality to make him right. all of this to say, i love him a normal amount.

viego (league of legends / ruination / runeterra) if i had a nickel for every time a character i love was born a second son of a ruler and so was never intended to lead, yet became an heir after his brother's death, was supposed to die because of poison, had only one person he cared about deeply, in something between eternal love and obsession caused immense destruction for the sake of that person (who has never asked for any of this), had some sort of transformation during which his hair turned from fair/blond to platinum, his eye color changed, and there appeared some weird magic-related thing on his head symbolizing his becoming a villain (or, rather, making it clear that he was wrong all along), then i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice. ok, now for a more normal explanation. bringing your kingdom & then entire realm to ruin for your wife? in grief, in hopeless attempt to revive her? i love this! i love it when love turns people evil.

camilla hect (the locked tomb) i don't have coherent thoughts about her. i simply adore her with my whole heart. here's to camilla hect, yet another of devotion's casualties!!!

gale dekarios aka gale of waterdeep (baldur's gate 3) i will kill mystra.

gabrielle de lioncourt (the vampire chronicles) there is much to analyze about her background and her relationships, esp with lestat, and i am most definitely unfit for this. let me just say that if i were a vampire, i would also ditch humanity and explore some jungle instead. and probably wear men's clothes.

millions knives (trigun) unhinged codependent siblings… <3

fang runin (the poppy war) my darling girl who fell in love with the war, and nobody told her it ended. i think she should get to burn the world down, as a treat.

breezepelt (warrior cats) i am including him because he is my og blorbo. 10-year old me really looked at the worst guy ever and said yeah that's the one. my love for writing about dysfunctional families and defying religion could probably be traced back to him.

constance blackwood (we have always lived in the castle) i NEED to teleport into the world of this book and ask constance her perspective. because she knew it, i mean, she knew what must have actually happened the whole time. i wonder what she felt after the accident, and if/how her view changed since then. i wonder what she thought of her parents, and of merricat, and of the life they came to lead. we get some of it from the dialogue and interactions ofc, but it doesn't stop me from contemplating all of this.

august (the wicker king) guard dog of a boy. 'I like following him. Following orders. Doing whatever he wants.' 'I’m always going to want to be at your heels, fighting for you. Hurting myself because you tell me to.' i hope belonging to someone else brings him peace.

anyways, i had to open the book to find these quotes, and now i want to reread it all over again. let me just tag some mutuals and then i'm gonna go read.

(no pressure!) (also you don't have to elaborate on them) @kuramirocket @grin-unsettling @boygirltwins @fairylightfairlybright @drizzit @msnormandy @darkvisionvamp @gardenbastard @cjflint @pups-2-dust & anyone else who wants to :)

#i don't usually write long posts on tumblr so i'm not sure if the formatting is readable #jay talks #tag games

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cherrysmokesaconha · 13 days

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I don't get it, why did you delete your vent post and then re-post it with almost the exact same wording if you "don't like talking about it"?

I get that english isn't your first language and you didn't know what slapstick meant, and that's totally fine, happens all the time you know? There's nothing to be ashamed of there. And like, it's ok if you don't like certain ships??? That's also super fine?? I don't think anyone was arguing that people can't like or dislike certain ships???

But like? Why are you tagging lubotomies? And as far as I can tell, from the responses on that post, no one actually targeted you personally?

You shared your opinion and then other people jumped on the bandwagon and replied to the post publicly to add their opinions as well. Everything reads like totally normal interactions here.

Even the person who said they were gonna "slapstick you" seemed more like that was written to some hypothetical person who hardcore believed that slapstick was abuse, and not actually directed at you as a threat.

Sorry, I guess I'm just trying understand why this is something that's been keeping you up at night or what it was in particular that traumatized you.

Hey anon! No worries, no need to say sorry. I will try to explain this the best way I can.

I usually bring up topics I don't like to free myself from the sadness I'm feeling, if that makes sense. Most of the time I try to avoid such topics, but when something really upsets me, I feel like I NEED to vent, because that way I will feel better and with less pain.

Also about the ship thing, you're super right when I stop to think about it. And tagging lubotomies maybe wasn't the best idea, I mean, idk why I did that in first place tbh. I just thought at the time: "why not?", but maybe I was a little wrong. I apologize for my deviations in that post.

And about the person saying that slapstick stuff, maybe I took it too personally <//3 my bad

Maybe my misinterpretation of the whole situation left me this way. I appreciate your ask, anon. I had never thought of it that way. I hope this can clear things up a little bit.

#cherry talks

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getallemeralds · 1 year

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the KG masterpost, again,

hey guys who wants to read 50 paragraphs about my oc ok great here we go

the original version of this was very.. me cutting out a lot of What The Characters Actually Were Like to try and give an overview of out-of-character origins? which is fun but also does not actually tell you anything at all about them. SO IT'S TIME FOR THAT NOW

Katie G.:

aka: KG, Prime pronouns: she/he/they

a cheerful and intentionally wacky person, KG has the permanent vibes of being "up to something". never anything malevolent (or at least not on purpose), but their friends are never really sure when they'll kick down their doors with an idea in mind. she's adaptable to just about every situation, treats everything like a fun game, and while she's able to take things seriously she never really sees a need to most of the time. he's just here to have fun! sure, chaos follows in his wake, but as long as everyone's having a good time it's fine, right?

in a setting where worldhopping was a normal thing, it became clear that something was up with Katie. originally her tendency to pop up regardless of universe was written off as her tagging along, but the difference between each version in appearance and backstory led to the idea that they had a lot of counterparts. except then one of the alternate KGs would reference something another version of herself did, or have knowledge that didn't make sense for her to know, and things stopped adding up.

KG is a case of isekai gone sideways. somehow they broke the multiverse and are existing in several universes at once-- each iteration shares awareness and memory unless stated otherwise, although it's all filtered through the pile of noise that is "existing as 17+ people simultaneously". as a result, KG mixes up names, dates, and universes, and has trouble keeping her story straight. it's not exactly something they can explain easily, so he does his best to handwave it or dodge the topic entirely if people start catching on. as an upside, she's basically immortal due to her status as a multiversal anomaly, but on the downside nobody's really sure what the long-lasting events of breaking the multiverse are.

how this works in practice is that KG has Really Weird Vibes, is permanently leaning on the fourth wall, and either goes Full Protagonist or relegates themself to comic relief to stay out of the spotlight. as a side-effect of The Incident, the "original" KG is firmly stuck outside of canon because of breaking everything she touches, but that doesn't stop her from causing a mess (to the annoyance of T1, her best friend and partner-in-crime) :D

under the cut: more of this guy! specifically the ~16ish other This Guys. i will make tumblr regret letting me add more than 10 photos per post and also not having a character limit

Landia:

aka: Kaylandia, Lan pronouns: they/he/she

kinda the basis for their own subset of AUs because you would not believe how many minecraft aus we keep getting involved in. occasionally younger (or older?) sibling of Leonaut and/or Leontids, resident self-proclaimed memelord, here to have a good time not a long one, etc.

despite their immaturity, Landia's been around a pretty long time. ..sort of. he predates the existence of dogs, but didn't really start being a Thing again until around 1.15 and his memory of The Before Times is very fuzzy. still, in a fandom where players from near the start are considered old gods, applying that to this doofus is really funny.

has a couple spinoffs including Dashtwo (time traveler that's more likely to mess things up than actually fix them, got adopted by the resident polycule) and...

Outlaw:

aka: Landia, Lan pronouns: they/he

(minecraft skin is a bit out of date, outfit in artwork is accurate)

branches off of Landia, but is separate enough at this point to get a fully distinct entry because [looks at notes] i love him. hailing from the far future, Lan used to be an infobroker for the ConVex thanks to their multiversal knowledge. then things went south when the ConVex found out he knew too much about them. on the run and in a panic, they tried to get off-planet as fast as possible, got knocked out, and woke up in the cargo hold of a spaceship belonging to a fleet of outlaws. somehow they managed to endear themself enough to the captain to not get kicked out immediately, and now he's a pilot for one of the ships in the fleet!

somehow none of that is the most notable thing about him. what is the most notable thing about him is that after getting a neural implant to better interface with technology, he immediately got infected with sapient malware. and also that sapient malware is also the AI of the ship he woke up on, which itself is a fork of a brain scan of a wanted criminal that attained digital immortality. the Broker AI is actually rather harmless; they mostly sit in the backseat and try to keep Lan from getting themself killed.

he's somehow even more overenthusiastic and overeager than your baseline KG. he's living like full-throttle, usually traumatizing himself in the process, and his plucky attitude is a bit out of place in life-threatening gunfights and dogfights. he knows the rest of 77-2 has his back, though.

Twone:

pronouns: they/he/she (alternating/scrambled)

cringefail pokemon trainer

hailing from Goldenrod City in Johto and then also Jubilife City in Sinnoh due to Reasons, Twone has a tendency to get in over their head. he mainly trains electric and fire types (with her starter being Eclipse the Luxray), and proudly calls themself a gym leader despite not having a gym. or any badges to give out. but she has plenty of enthusiasm and that's almost the same thing

through a series of Currently Undefined Events, Twone ended up joining up with Team Rocket and assisted in the radio tower takeover before getting sorely beaten by our other Pokemon OC Robyn. embarrassed and reconsidering her life choices, they bailed out while they still could and settled down in Sinnoh... and also stole a bunch of Rocket stuff on their way out.

currently known for: disappearing into the jungle for 3 days with a friend and returning with 3 Mews and a Mewtwo, alchemizing a bicycle, agreeing to get murdered by one of his best friends on the condition that they reference The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog, getting exploded by voltorbs

technically newest addition to the roster, but he's been around a while? there was just. no art of him and the comic he was planned to show up in self-destructed before he could. but now he's back! and also is now the missing link between KG and Landia because of pixelmon.

KG the Foxcat:

aka: Foxcat pronouns: she/they

Foxcat answers the long-awaited question of "what if KG was a furry?". happily sitting in the same zone of non-canonicity as Prime, Foxcat's job is to annoy the heck out of T1, reminisce about old fanfic, and make sprite comics of herself and her friends. they are very much not part of CV but that doesn't stop them from having a noncanon friendship with CVTails that mostly involves bullying him and locking him in the same room as T1 for comedy purposes.

Foxcat is currently the only non-hedgehog example of an Outsider, which is a thing from our old Sonic continuity Shattered Worlds that basically translates to "worldhopper with weird powers". i guess if Shadowy is Mephiles and Chrome is Silver, then Foxcat is Tails? which makes her hobby of collecting AU Tailses make more sense i guess. she thinks they're neat.

would eat a Chaos Emerald for fun.

Ellis:

pronouns: she/he

didn't make the cut in the original masterpost, but then i noticed some wording in one of the MSPaint doodles of her and connected some dots so she's here now!

Ellis is the closest to pre-incident Prime in backstory and vibe, with the major divergence point being "suddenly there was an alien invasion". despite the rampant devastation, he banded together with her friends and was able to uncover the truth behind the invasion, stop it at the source, and hopped worlds a few times until settling down in somewhere close to home.

and then suddenly there was a zombie invasion.

Ellis is not a lucky person.

as far as out-of-universe timeline goes, Ellis is maybe the first instance of a KG? as in i think she was my first self-insert character, and the other KL era ones (kh!Katie, Plus, Self) were variations on her. between that and the worldhopping, Ellis is probably whatever part of Prime successfully got isekai'd instead of getting dumped in the noncanon void. where is he now? i dunno! he might've exploded. either that or she's a cryptid.

nicknamed "Ellis" because of that one time the friendgroup got really into Left 4 Dead. this may be related to the zombie invasion thing.

Katie & Teixak:

aka: Heart (Katie), Tei (teixak) pronouns: she/her (both)

them. hoo boy, these two. Heart regularly hung out with the OCs from the KL era and was mostly slapstick, up until Sora's appearance and the involvement of the remnants of Organization XIII ended up being a herald of a Heartless invasion. side-by-side with her friend, Heart fought off as many as she could, but the two of them got overwhelmed along with the rest of her world and became Nobodies.

picking up where Katie left off, Teixak got recruited into the New Organization led by Rasemtix with the goal of "okay but what if we Did actually get everybody's hearts back". mostly she got left to her own devices, though, which included taking the mission objective of "study the canon KH characters to get an upper hand" and turning it into "hey Leixand what if we just locked everybody in a mansion for a few months and played truth or dare" until Rasemtix found out and yelled at her.

eventually Rasemtix's plan went off without a hitch because Dream Drop Distance hadn't come out yet, Teixak became Katie again except for the final chapter of YAToD where they both existed at the same time???, and then a decade later i found all my old fanfic about them and realized i should probably rewrite the KG masterpost

Kay Gee:

aka: Kay pronouns: they/them

older sibling of local overworked CCC field agent Leo Naught, Kay is a troublemaker through and through. somehow they've ended up with the same Retry power as Henry, although they haven't quite ascended to the rank of master thief or high-ranking Toppat or special ops agent or whatever. mostly they just goof off and cause a little bit of chaos here and there, which leads to them being on the run from the CCC most of the time.

thanks to basically being immortal from both "being a KG" and their Retry power, as well as outright being able to rewind time and take a different path at any time, Kay doesn't take stuff too seriously and needs to be reminded now and then that their actions do in fact have consequences. whoops!

they are in SO much trouble.

comes bundled with their Stickmolus counterpart, a!Kay (or Akay). they're the exact same, it's just this one has inbuilt psychic powers on top of Retry and also is a fuzzy alien.

Zephyr:

aka: Zeff pronouns: she/her

a novice Dream Traveler, Zephyr is along for the ride more than anything else. she's very naive and prone to messing things up, but puts her all into fixing any problems she causes and tries to leave each world a better place than when she showed up. it doesn't always work.

she crosses paths with Klonoa now and then, and they have a kinda-sibling-ish dynamic? she's also friends with the reincarnated King of Sorrow because Reasons. (she calls them "Koss".)

i don't remember why she has four ears. i don't think it was ever explained. when she was younger / first starting out she hid them under her bandana but then she got self confidence about it. she also either has her own Wind Ring or borrows Klonoa's, i don't remember which - i think originally she borrowed Klonoa's, but then got her own later on?

stop everything. klonoa, get the banana

kaoticGenome:

aka: Katie A., kG pronouns: she/her

(image on right is Very old)

remember when homestuck? yeah. part of a 4-player (later 6-player) fan session from 2011ish, and while she wasn't quite the voice of reason she was definitely the voice of "WHAT THE FUCK?". originally her actual initials were KG and not just her chumhandle, but after finding out about her session's ectobiology she decided to break the mold and took her ecto-dad's last name.

her ecto-dad is also a First Guardian, a late-arrival session member, and the son of Ninten from Earthbound. i didn't process the implications of that last part until 10 years later.

originally she was the Scribe of Dawn in the Land of Ruins and Twilight, but she'd probably be a Heir of Heart now when using the canon classpects because [gestures at this entire masterpost]. her weapon of choice was bladekind i think, and eventually she ended up with a kusarigama But With A Sword and somehow didn't kill herself with it.

was like the only KL-era KG that wasn’t interchangeable with the others but HAHA NOT FOR LONG! although i think her reaction to being a crucial part of KGverse would be to turn around and leave. see you space weeb, have fun playing okami

Karami:

aka: karelessGuitarist, kG (the other one) pronouns: she/her

the troll version of Katie A., sort of! ish! they're both KGs and are a rare instance of there being more than one KG in the same setting, but they're still kinda from different universes so eh. i don't think they ever met.

in the previous version of the masterpost i described her as "the sequel to Nepeta" and that's still accurate. i don't have much documentation on her but i think her deal was that she would just beat the absolute shit out of people that were mean to her matesprit online. imagine you're blogging and a catgirl crawls through your window to punch you in the face

she didn't get much use but did cameo in a MSPFA as a cute kitty alien! (she's the one on the far left :D)

Plus & Minus:

aka: Katie R., the Ride System pronouns: she/her (both), they/them (plural)

a resident of Echo Ridge and rather withdrawn, Katie R. struggled with identity and finding a place to belong. despite making friends and having the whole world open up in front of her, finding out about the extended multiverse only made her struggle harder to find somewhere to fit in, and this rising stress (along with the chaos of being one of the first KGs) caused her to buckle under the pressure.

this got the attention of the FM-ian Gemini. now with the ability to wavechange into Gemini Spark, the two Katies scuffled over choosing to be heroes or be villains. Plus wanted to use her new powers to fight evil and help her friends, while Minus was teenage angst and trauma personified and would sabotage Plus at every turn. this led to Gemini Spark being more of a hindrance than anything else, especially once the Andromeda Key came into play.

these two are terrible plural rep. but they also ended up being a stepping stone to figuring out my plurality! so they have one (1) rights.

two of them thursday

Adagio:

aka: Katie Adagio pronouns: she/her

originally a percy jackson OC, now is... i don't know??? generic urban fantasy? in the PJatO incarnation she was a daughter of Apollo and got cursed to be a cat after royally screwing up a quest (it never fully wore off). on the plus side, she now has catlike reflexes on top of her demigod powers of incredible aim!

also she a cane (not pictured) because apparently she got mauled by a hellhound and has a permanent limp as a result and i did not remember this until looking up the deviantart posts Just Now? what the heck. she also has a mechanical wolf as a companion, which you'd think would set off the hellhound-induced dog phobia that's mentioned several times in her old bio but.. eh...?

her non-fandom incarnation, on the other hand, got caught in a gateway between the human and magical worlds which gave her a) truesight b) cool glowy magical tattoos and c) being a catgirl. the "being a catgirl" is a constant.

might've graduated from being a KG but i like including her anyway because her design's fun and it's not like i ever wrote the urban fantasy story she was gonna be the protag of

Self:

aka: SI pronouns: she/her

second instance of a KG after Ellis, and out-of-character she's one of the reasons why the "multiversal anomaly" thing started in the first place because she was interchangeable with Heart, Plus, and Ellis. she just straight up doesn't bother making a distinction between herself and her "other selves", and everybody around her just kinda has to deal with it. it helps that she's from the KL era so worldhopping and AUs were just kinda a thing that happened all the time.

she kinda ended up being part of a trio with two other characters that would show up in other timelines, although Self's universe was the main one where all three of them were together i think.

her Personas are Nekomata and Byakko and i honestly don't remember anything else about her compared to the other KGs from her era because of the whole "being interchangeable" thing.

ok that's everybody. bye

#leo chirps #ica.txt #leos ocs #oc: KG #ITS DONE HOLY CRAP #hi here is everything you need to know about the KGs and Way More Than That #i cant believe i originally left out ellis. mostly bc ellis got folded into prime for a bit there #but it makes more sense for them to be separate instances bc of prime's gimmick of Being Canonically Noncanon #uhhh remember to like and subscribe [blows up]

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The Reaper and the Death Angel Part 26

This chapter is going to be very violent and very smutty, I've been foreshadowing that the OC/reader is similar to Happy so get ready. You will still be able to skip any violence and it won't change the plot if you chose not to read the section, it will be marked with X as normal. As for the smut, it's going to be super fluffy and intense.

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Part 25

Contains: The integration, torture and death of Nazis. Sam being a good little brother, fluff, uber possessive Jax, smut (oral sex M and F receiving, fingering, praise kink, P in V, Dom/sub dynamics, Dom!Jax, sub!reader, subspace, aftercare.) Follows the plot of 2x02 loosely.

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Jax has lessons to learn

"People are trying to break in, wait twenty minutes then bring Jax, Clay and Tig. I want to have some fun first."

With one last button press, the men got the door open so they walked in and it started. The door slammed behind them, lights began flashing violently while the speakers blared heavy metal.

They looked at each other confused, a sudden electric voice blasting overhead.

"You are trespassing on private property, leave now or the owner will exercise their rights." The larger man with Norse tattoos all over his arms waved the smaller man around the corner.

"This is your last warning, leave now or the owner will exercise their rights."

They both looked back at the door, then the music got louder, changing to something filled with chanting. You watched for the basement, the inside cameras being triggered but the break-in. You could see the change in them as they ran to get out.

"What about Weston?"

The short man sounded terrified, "we'll tell him we couldn't get inside." But when they went to open the door, it wouldn't budge, "fuck fuck, what have we gotten ourselves into."

"Check all the exists, we have to get out of here before the cops come, she must be hauled up in a panic room." How wrong they were.

As they went to the exists, each one was the same, it wouldn't open. The flashing lights and loud music were slowly leading them downstairs, with everything getting softer and less offensive.

When they got to the basement door, they could see the gentle yellow light escaping under the gap. The larger man put a single finger to his lips and opened the door slowly. The moment they left the stairs, the lights turned off and you came out from behind your hiding place, gas mask on your face.

The last thing they knew before they lost consciousness was the smell of the flowery gas coming out of the Anvil branded canister.

"We're on our way now, you good with that?" Sam's text came through just as you were stringing the men up, having taken anything that could trace back to your home and called the cleaning crew at Anvil to deal with their car, you were ready to start.

"Yep, I've invited Happy too, he should have some fun."

Sam put the phone down and put on a worried face, running over to Jax and Clay, "y/n said someone's broken in, and that she needs us there."

The colour drained from Jax's face, "is she ok?"

Sam nodded, "she's fine, she was just very clear that she only wanted the four of us there."

Clay went up to the other guys, "somethings come up with y/n, the rest of you need to go to the meeting with the Mayans and the Niners, we'll keep you updated.

They got to the house as fast as they could, when they pulled up, Billy and Derek were pulling the pickup into a semi-truck. Jax went up to them, worried sick, "what in the fuck in going on?"

Billy said nothing, Derek's voice was harsh "I just got here for Oakland, y/n is in the basement, we need to deal with this mess." Up until this point, Jax had never had any of your friends be so short with him.

When they got to the basement door, Sam stopped Jax in his tracks, "You need to be ready for what you're about to see in there because that darkness I told you about, is about to hit you in the face. If you can't handle seeing this side of her I'd leave now before you get yourself somewhere you don't want to be."

Jax dismissed it, "I know your sister Sam, I ready for what's down there."

Sam almost snarled at him, "spoken like a true civilian." They could hear Happy talking to you as they walked down the stairs.

"Gentlemen, please leave all phones in the box by the staris. I hope you don't mind but I invited Happy because I might need some help." They were greeted by the two men strung up with thick metal chains around their wrists. They were gagged and one had a cotton spit mask over his face.

Clay blinked, trying to take in the scene. Jax, for his part, didn't know what to do. "please sit on the provided chairs. We have some things to learn and I intend to get as much information as possible out of these men. If you stay you will see them die so this is your last chance to leave before things become serious." You looked over at Jax, trying to see wavering in his face.

XXXXXXXXXXX

"No? Great." You walked over to the barely awake men cutting their clothing off till they were naked and then threw buckets of ice water at them. They shot awake, the larger man screaming threw his gag.

"Shut up or I'll cut your vocal cords, you're not going to be the one doing the talking today." This wasn't just because you found his appropriation of Viking culture offensive, it was because he was one of the men who attacked Gemma and you couldn't risk him talking.

"These men in front of us are Ivar White, original name James Hobbins and Eric Smith. James here likes Viking culture as you can tell by his tattoos, this will be important later." You went over to the bag that Eric was carrying with him and went through it.

"Duck tape, a knife and condoms. Let's not go over what you were going to do with them." Jax was shaking with rage, "calm down dear, they're going to be dealt with."

You weren't paying any attention to your friends, rather, everything you said was to the two men chained up.

You turned to Eric, acting like the other man wasn't there, "this is how it's going to go. I'm going to ask you a question, you should know I know a lot more than you think I do, and if you get it wrong, I'm going to hurt your friend." You gestured to the tray of tools at your side and Happy leaned in with a nasty smile.

"You both going to die tonight, but you get to decide if it's easy or hard. If you don't comply, I will blood eagle your friend then do everything I did to him, to you." You picked up one of the large knives on the tray, "for my friends in the back, a blood eagle is a method of execution used by Viking warriors to kill their enemies."

You walked up to the man spinning him around so they could see his back, "when someone is blood eagled their back is cut open, their ribs are severed from the spine with a sharp tool, and their lungs pulled through the opening. The change in pressure from their chest cavity causes their lungs to flutter like the wings of an eagle, hence the name."

Their faces went pale, "I'm really hoping you didn't name yourself after Ivar the Boneless, he was a gifted taction and brave warrior, he would be turning in his grave at the thought of you. No matter, the only way to get to Valhalla during a blood eagle is not to make a sound, which I don't think you can manage."

You spun the man back around and went up to his friend, removing his gag under the spit mask, "who sent you?"

He glared at you, "fuck off slut."

You shook your head, "wrong answer, Ethan Zobelle sent you." You picked up a cattle prod and pressed it to the other man's chest, "why are you here?"

"I ain't telling you anything." The cattle prod drifted downwards and you turned it on and brushed it over his crotch. You weren't looking behind you at your friends, but Sam was watching Jax carefully.

"Try again." No response, "ok, it seems you need to learn that I mean business I'm going to have some fun and when I'm done, I'll ask you again. Until then, don't talk or he'll get it worse."

Jax had no idea what was happening, it was like you were a different person. He watched as you picked up a scalpel and then you started singing.

Upon one summer's morning, I carefully did stray

Down by the Walls of Wapping, where I met a sailor gay

Conversing with a bouncing lass, who seemed to be in pain

Saying William, when you go, I fear you will never return again.

You started cutting away one of his tattoos, occasionally stopping as his moaning seemed to annoy you.

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

The darkness Sam warned him about was stirring at the surface so violently Jax could see it, like something was wearing your skin as a costume.

His hair it hangs in ringlets, his eyes as black as coal

My happiness attend him wherever he may go

From Tower Hill to Blackwall, I'll wander, weep and moan

All for my jolly sailor, until he sails home

You took your time cutting out the tattoo, every now and then looking back at his friend.

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold.

My name it is Maria, a merchant's daughter fair

And I have left my parents and three thousand pounds a year

Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be

Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea

While up aloft in storm, from me his absence mourn

And firmly pray, arrive the day, he's never more to roam.

When you got the tattoo off his body, you placed in on an empty tray. Going back to his body to find another tattoo to cut off. There was no sound other than your signing and the man's moans.

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

"Do you wish to talk now?"

The man looked from his friend's bleeding body to yours, "what do you want to know?"

You smiled, it was gentle but there was something cruel behind it, "what was your message to me, if you were to be successful in your plan?"

The man looked down at the ground, his injured comrade was looking at you like he wanted to tear you apart.

"Tell your man to stop selling guns to colour, or we find you and do this again."

You smiled, "good man, now your friend gets to die a good death. However, I'm going to need more from you if you wish to do the same."

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For the next half an hour, you went between questioning the man and torturing his friend. You had called Happy over, pointing out nerve buddles and areas that hurt the most. Your attention never drifted to the men behind you. By the time it was over, they knew how many men Zobelle and Weston had, what their plans were and why there were here. There was no mention of Gemma but plenty of talk about Jacob Hale.

"Is that all you need to tell me?" The man nodded, his face wet with tears. "A good death for both of you it is, I'm not some pusillanimous coward, I'll look you in the eyes when you die." You glanced back at Tig, who was pale.

You killed the Viking first, lifting his chin with one hand to meet your eyes before plunging a knife into his chest. The other man looked at the ground again and you went up to him, running the flat of the bloody knife over his cheek.

"There's that look, when a man knows he's about to die. It's a shame you look so frightened, you talked about being a warrior and you're shaking like a leaf."

This time, you lifted his chin with the blade of the knife. You tilted your head, looking at the man as if he was a set of human remains, "I'll make sure your loved ones find closure." And then you jammed the knife through his lower jaw and into his brain.

You didn't look back at your friends but waved at Happy to help you take them down. When it was done, Billy, Derek and, to Jax's surprise, Travis came down to deal with the bodies.

When you finally looked back at them, Clay and Tig were frozen to the spot, Sam looked unfazed and Jax was unreadable. "I think after everything, you know now that you can't retaliate against Zobelle without more information." At their lack of response, you rolled your eyes, "for fucks sake, typical civilians, things get a little bloody and you all go to water."

"Everyone other than Sam can go, it's clear you're all weak as piss." When they didn't move, you finally let loose, "well, are you confused about why we're all here? Let's go over it; Months ago, all but three of you wanted out of the illegal arms trade, then ATF came and you two got Donna killed." Tig looked around like a trapped animal, "because let's be honest with ourselves, had everyone else had their way, some Nazi wouldn't have shot Donna in the head by mistake."

You shook your head, "I gave you the option to leave before this started and you didn't take it, what you saw after that is your own fault. Welcome to the real world good sirs." Jax looked around the room, trying to figure out what to do, you did warn him that you weren't a saint.

"What the fuck did you do over there?"

You smiled again, it held the same nastiness, "whatever was asked of me Tiggy, it's not like Sammy hasn't done the same thing."

*****

They collected their phones and went upstairs but didn't leave while you got rid of the evidence. Tig sat down with his head in his hands and turned to Sam, "for fucks sake, that woman is hardcore."

Jax rubbed his eyes, "is she ok?"

Sam looked shocked, "why the fuck do you care? You look like you can't even keep your dinner down."

Jax looked at your brother, "because she was almost attacked tonight. Your home was broken into and she just spent the last hour torturing two men and then she killed them."

Sam shrugged, "ask her yourself, that is, if you an stand to be in the same room as her."

That hurt, but Jax could see why he said it. He was trying to protect you from being left because Jax couldn't handle you. That wasn't the case, if anything, Jax loved you more. You had revealed the nastiest parts of yourself to him and yet you still kill the men with honour "A good death it is, I'm not some pusillanimous coward, I'll look you in the eyes when you die." That was more than he could say for Tig.

A little while later, around one, you came out of the shower, shocked that they were all still there, "well shit, you didn't run. You're really a glutton for punishment, aren't you, Teller."

Jax stood up, walking over to you slowly before pulling you into a long, warm hug. "I'm so sorry you had to do that."

You were shocked, "this is about to be a gentle break-up?"

Jax hugged you tighter, "you warned me more than once what you were like. I'm not going anywhere."

You were vaguely aware of Clay talking on the phone, "this sappy love fest can wait, Bobby's been shot at the meet."

****

You rode to the Clubhouse by yourself, Jax stuck close by the car the whole time. When you got out at the compound, Chibs came running up to you, his gloved hands wet with blood.

"How bad is it?"

Chibs didn't seem worried, "I don't think it's deep." You ran inside, not sparing Jax a glance but he still followed you.

You sat your kit down and cleaned up, talking to Bobby as you did. Gemma was standing close by, she looked upset and tired. As you prepped Bobby, Jax went up to him, "you ok bro?"

Bobby nodded, "I'm in good hands." Jax looked over at you, you hadn't met his eyes since he walked into your basement.

Jax watched you clean Bobby up, once you were finished and everyone was going into the chapel, he pulled you aside.

"I've called your work and gotten you the next two days off and Billy offered the cabin up the street from Piney. I think we should spend the next fours days there and come back fresh on Monday."

Your pause made Jax continue, "tonight has changed nothing. You've told me a million times you do what needs to be done and I don't think I saw what you really meant until tonight. I love you y/n, even the parts of you that you don't like." Jax watched you carefully,

"So you don't find me detestable?"

Jax was heartbroken, "Never." You turned your head away from him and blinked back tears, Jax grabbed your chin softly, pulling your head back towards him and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, "I'll deal with this then we can go home to pack. Abel can stay with Gemma. Ok?"

You nodded and he left you, Sam was standing off to the side, before he went into the chapel, he leaned in close, "I told you so, y/n. You don't give people enough credit."

****

You went home when the last man walked into the chapel, starting to pack the moment you go in the door. You could tell that Tig was worried you knew about Donna but after that display, there was no way he would try anything.

Clay knew where he stood, he had met people like you in Nam. There was no way he was going to try and get rid of you, he knew full well you would have planned for that. No, he would have to find a way to get you on his side, he was smart enough to know he had no other options.

Jax got home early morning, while the moon was still in the sky, "you ready to go Darlin?"

You nodded, "yeah, I packed for both of us." You handed him the duffle bags of clothes and walked out the door together.

****

Jax drove, insisting that you must be tired. It was coming up to dawn when you pulled up at the cabin, it was larger than Piney's but more into the woods.

"I think we should get a few hours sleep then we can have the next four days to ourselves?"

You nodded, "I'm not really that tired but a nap would be nice." Jax smiled softly, "sure, I'd like that."

The inside of the cabin was simple, as you walked in, you keyed in your code and armed the alarm and Jax took your bags to the main bedroom and put everything away while you ordered groceries to arrive later that day.

"This place is really fancy."

Jax was looking out the main bedroom window at the hot tub in the courtyard, "yeah we use it from woods training but it's good for a break. Frank's going to bring Maria and the kids here for her birthday this year."

He shot you his trademark smirk, "can we use the hot tub?"

You shook your head, "not for what you're thinking, I don't want to explain to everyone else why we had to drain it." You walked by the window and closed the shutters, "sleep?" Jax nodded, and you both settled in for a nice long nap.

****

Ding dong

You tapped Jax on the chest and rubbed your eyes, "food's here." You climbed out of bed, Jax's eyes on your ass as you went. He heard you thank the delivery man, no doubt giving him a large tip and then opening and closing the cupboards before you came back into the bedroom.

"Hey."

Jax reached his arm out, pulling you back into bed, "hey." You laid in this arms, resting your head on his chest over his heart. "Do you think that guy told you everything about Zobelle?"

You shook your head, "no, he only told me everything he knew. There's a lot more to his plan, hence why I told you not to act but Clay will do what he wants."

Jax rubbed his hands over your arm, "we're going to use the empty gun warehouse for a new porn business with Luanne. Clay isn't happy but the other guys are sold."

You felt relief, maybe this was a sign of good things to come, "that's great news, I'm sure Otto will be thrilled. I can ask Anvil to set up their security."

Jax smiled, and as he pressed his nose into your hair, the air changed. Jax's lips pressed against your temple, then moved to your cheek, one of his hands at the other side of your face to keep you still.

"You are the most wonderful human I have ever met."

The statement took you aback, but Jax stopped you before you could rebut him, "I don't want to hear it, I wouldn't say it to you if I didn't mean it with all my heart and that's all that matters. If you disagree with me, we're going to have problems." The tone of his voice made it clear there was no point in arguing.

"Ok Jax, I believe you."

He didn't believe you for one minute, "no matter what you're about to say, I think I need to prove it to you." His hands cradled your neck lovingly, and he leaned in, rubbing your nose with his.

"Lay back. I hope you're well-rested because you won't be leaving this bed until there's not a doubt in your mind how much I love you." You went to protest but Jax pressed a firm kiss to your lips, "I don't want to hear it. If you keep this bullshit up, you'll won't like the results. I can't have anyone talking bad about my old lady, even if it's you."

You did as he asked, laying down and pulling him with you. Jax was looking down at you like he was trying to commit your every feature into his memory. His hands came up to brush a curl behind your ear, the same hand then brushing over your cheek. His lips touched you next, ghosting over your cheek then to your lips then down your neck.

"Your skin tastes like brown sugar." You went to explain but Jax kissed you again, "there's no need to tell me why." He took off your shirt, his fingertips drifting over your breast. You felt exposed under his gaze, the lack of talking was making it hard to concentrate on anything other than the way he was looking at you.

You reached a hand up to touch his face but he grabbed it before it could land, kissing your palm then each one of your knuckles before pressing barely there kisses to your fingertips.

"Jackson, you don't need to do this."

You felt a strange mix of adoration and discomfort. His face changed, standing up while grabbing your arm and pulling you along, "get on your knees." You did as he asked, looking up at him through your lashes.

"You're mine, understand?" Sure it had been said before, but not like this. Jax stepped back and removed his clothes, making sure to be close enough to touch you if he wanted. When he was naked, he stepped back into your space, one hand gripping his hard cock while the other was on the back of your head.

You tentatively placed both hands on his hips, looking at him for consent, "well, what are you waiting for?" You went right for it, sucking the head into your mouth like a lollypop. Jax groaned, his hand tightening in your hair, "that's it, just like that." It wasn't like he didn't sing your praises normally, he was very generous with the feedback but this was different, it was like he was letting you hear his every thought.

"God you could kill a man with that mouth."

"Fuck you're a good girl."

"I'm gonna get you on your knees for me every day."

Each grunt making his pained desperation clear, each whisper of praise making your skin feel hot

As his breathing got heavier and his balls tighter, he tapped on your cheek and you pulled away, "can I cum on your face?"

You were stunned for a moment, "whatever you want." You moved one hand off his hip, using the spit left on his skin to slick the up, down slide. Jax stuttered and you felt warmth spurt on your chin and lips.

You stood up, looking Jax in the eyes before you wiped your face with your hand and licked his cum off your fingers. Jax's gaze was almost angry "you think it's ok to tease me like that?" Your knees were against the edge of the bed so the gentle pressure he put on your shoulders had you falling onto the bed.

He was on top of you before you could catch your breath, his mouth practically devouring yours. There was a desperation in his movements, almost like he was trying to get at your insides, when he reached your panties, he tore them off you. "Another pair Jackson?"

He dismissed you with a bite to your shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll buy you more. I can't have my woman having anything but the best."

Jax had never been so possessive, it was like he had reverted back to being in a cave. He kissed down your body, sucking on your skin so you had a line of bruises down to your centre, you could feel his teeth making the occasional appearance. By the time he got to where you wanted him the most, you were soaked.

"Good girl, always so responsive." The soft kiss he pressed to your mound was disarming and as you settled in for what you thought would be his usually teasing, you were shocked as he went right for the kill, his lips sealing over your clit while he jammed his fingers inside you.

"Oh my God Jax." You could feel him smirk against your skin, it couldn't have been more than a few minutes before your back was arching off the bed and your legs were shaking around his head.

He didn't stop even as you tried to use the strength in your thighs to shove him away, "Jax please, it's too much."

His mouth paused for a moment, his fingers still moving inside you, "that wasn't a safeword."

Your breath was stuck between your chest and your throat, you had no idea how long he kept at you or how many times you came but the sheets were attached to your body with sweat. By the time he thought you were done, you couldn't form a thought.

He rose up, looming over you before grabbing his cock and pressing it gently to your entrance. You tried to move your hip in entice him but he pushed them down with brute force, "tell me you're mine and I'll let you have my cock."

You reached up desperately, hands landing on his face and pulling him towards you, "please." he kissed you hard, his teeth catching your lower lips.

"Not what I want to hear." He rubbed the head of his cock up and down your slit, making sure to rub over your clit with every pass.

"I'm yours. Please, I'm yours."

The slam of his hips knocked the air out of your lungs, he paused for a few seconds, waiting for your core to stop squeezing him so violently. The moment you caught your breath he was moving inside you, the sound of skin slapping filling the air.

It was a religious experience, he was going between grunting like an animal in your ear and whispering filth that would turn the devil green. You couldn't tell where one peak started and another one ended. As he reached his own end, he pulled out, twisting you onto all fours while he reared up on his knees.

Jax went from staring at the tattoo on your back to watching his cock disappear in and out of you. The way you gripped him was painfully pornographic, and he had to look away as you clenched around him.

"You're mine." His fingers were digging into your ass cheeks, "you're mine." He bent over, sinking his teeth into your shoulder, "You're mine." One hand wound into your hair, craning your head so he could devour your mouth, "you're mine."

You could feel how close he was getting by how he was moving, his hips pushing into you like he was trying to rip you in two.

"I'm yours."

Jax's hand moved to your clit, rubbing with precise movements, "come one Darlin, give me one more." You were powerless to refuse, your chest collapsing onto the bed as he buried himself into you one last time.

"Jax please."

You felt him spray your insides with warmth, his hand gently rubbing your hip, "good girl." He pulled out, pressing kisses to your back, as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his embrace.

You were vaguely aware of Jax talking to you, his deep voice barely cutting through the cotton in your brain. His lips were pressing your crow over and over again, from each wingtip to another. You had no idea how long you laid there trying to get your bearings, each time you felt like you were cresting the surface of consciousness, Jax would soothe your back down with gentle touches and sweet words.

You could finally feel your limps enough to turn around in his arms, his hand coming up to push a stray bit of hair off your face, "you back with me?"

You nodded, "yeah, I'm here." One of your hands rested over his heart, still pounding slightly, "I'm here."

He smiled, pulling your hand to his lips, "good, I wouldn't have you anywhere else."

You stayed in his arms until the urge to shower became unbearable, Jax following behind you with your hand in his.

"I meant what I said y/n. You're mine." You smiled, kissing him under the stream of hot water as he rubbed your shoulders.

"I did too, I'm yours."

Part 27

I've just nutted (puunnnnnnnns) out this and an essay in one day, all words look the same to me. I hope it's good because I can't tell.

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