#sick (affectionate) im so serious
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˖⁺｡˚⋆˙finally | LN4 ˖⁺｡˚⋆˙
pairing: lando norris x y/n reader (she/her)
genre: social media au, friends to lovers
warnings: fluff only lol btw TW luisa pics for tht one anon im soo sry im so sry
summary: in which no one believes that you and your boyfriend are actually dating despite both your efforts to hard launch
a/n: took me ages to start this but i couldn't stop thinking about this storyline gahahaaa
request!!!: hiiiiii!!! i wanted to request a lando social media thingy?? where you're childhood friends to lovers and want to soft launch but nobody notices because you're always affectionate or sumn like that🥺
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oscarpiastri soft launching?
yourusername 😊
landonorris 😘
yourusername 🧡
user4 omg u got a man!!
user5 OMGG WHO!!
user6 spill the beansss
user7 wonder what lando thinks about this
landonorris
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carlossainz55 i'll win next time 🥇
landonorris keep dreaming
yourusername aww look at us
landonorris 😘💋
user8 does he have a gf
user9 urm not that we know of
user10 who is the gf??
user11 idk but i'd be annoyed at that pic of y/n & lando
user12 love carlando golfing together still
oscarpiastri lol
landonorris i thought it was obvious
yourusername 😭😭
user13 ???
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yourusername me & my bracelets & my lando
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landonorris why would you post that picture of me
yourusername funny
user14 LOL i love them
user15 are they dating??
user16 no way. they're childhood best friends
user17 he's down baddd
user18 i would hate to be dating either of them they're soo close to each other
user19 the bracelets awww she's such a sweet girl
oscarpiastri 💀
yourusername stop it you
landonorris hahahaha
user20 what is thisss
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landonorris 😀😀😀
user24 wait?
user25 are they dating
user26 surely not
user27 omg they're sooo cute together
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user28 something is going on here
user29 🐟🐟🐟
user30 wait was lando's tweet serious
user31 idk i think they're just close bffs??
oscarpiastri so close yet so far
yourusername 😰😰😰
landonorris 😤😤😤
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oscarpiastri hahahahahah ur trying soo hard
landonorris im hard hard launching.
user32 hmmmm
user33 keep dreaming
user34 okay im convinced
user35 are you actually dating
landonorris YES WE ARE
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oscarpiastri is it working yet
yourusername will keep u updated
landonorris pls god let it work
user36 ok im starting to believe
user37 omg they're dating
user38 wait have they been trying to hard launch this whole time & no one believed them..?
user39 OMG THEY'RE IN LOVE
user40 landoy/n nation rise
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yourusername THIS IS MY BOYFRIEND (real) (not a prank) (i literally love him guys)
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danielricciardo finally
landonorris finally? not like we've been rubbing it in everyone's faces and no one believed us
user41 he's so sick of it hahaha
user42 most sincere apologies to the happy couple for doubting them
user43 i can't believe they're actually dating
user44 IT'S REAL???
user45 y/n is lando mad at us
yourusername very much so but he'll get over it dont worry
landonorris not sure i will actually
user46 please forgive us lando
user47 WE'RE SORRY LANDO
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oscarpiastri and you guys got there in the end!
yourusername thanks for bullying us the whole time
landonorris btw i have loved you for so long and will continue to love you for even longer
THE END 🧡
#f1#f1 fanfic#f1 fic#f1 imagine#f1 smau#f1 x reader#smau#lando norris#ln4#ln4 fluff#ln4 imagine#ln4 fic#ln4 x reader#ln4 x you#maddie's smau
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i was serious im dissapointed in myself but i love that little grape boy🥹🤪
uhh ok whatever you want im including a few other characters cause it feels wrong just writing about minteta
dating mineta minoru would include
•the pure and absolute shock of your classmates and worry
•mina always tells you to blink if you are in danger or uncomfortable
•him attempting to stay within the boundaries you set with him
•though if he went past the boundaries he would apologize for it cause he would truly feel bad since you were the only female who was nice enough to take a chance on him
•from how he is the two of you would have a fast-paced relationship
•the pure concern on mr aizawas face when he saw mineta lay his hand on your thigh and everyone else looked annoyed with you not paying attention
• but as long as your happy your friends and classmates would support your decision
dating eijiou kirishima would include
• bakugo not hating you by some miracle he's kinda fond of you though he would never admit It he likes how happy you make his best friend
• he's a very nice and respectful person so he respects all boundaries
• he's ok with some PDA holding hands and hugs before classes sometimes kiss before training
• also friends with the bakusquad and you two are like the parents of the group trying to keep them calm
• late night sleepovers with you two seeking into each other's rooms whenever you miss each other or if there was another villain attack the two of you don't like being apart during times like those
• if mineta tried to harass you he'ss sick bakigo on him and take you away from the creep and probably go get food with you
• from how affectionate he is I think he probably would give his s/o piggyback rides picking them up trying to take care of them
QUIRKLESS
•if his s/o was quirkless and didn’t go to ua with him I don’t think it would change too much
•maybe just poor protective cause they can’t do much to defend themself against a villain
• since you two couldn’t sneak into each other’s rooms the two of you would fall asleep together on facetime
• when you did get to spend time together you never took it for granted
• you’d get to meet most of his friends
• mina once had a whole plan orchestrated with uraraka for her to make you weightless and sero tape you up and sneak you inside so you could have a sleepover with Kirishima
• he wasn’t aware of this plan till Mr Aizawa was walking out of mina’s room with you looking guilty
• mission failed successfully at least you saw each other though Mr. Aizawa didn’t kick you out immediately
• overall he’s a very kind and loving boyfriend to his s/o
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jake “hangman” seresin + 12, 21, 22?
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omg nonnie hello !!! <3<3 i so so love my boy jake tysm for the ask !!! <3 TW for mentions of child abuse so pls skip if ur not down for that! also this might get long im so sorry 😭 i just have a lot of Thoughts ok 😭
12. what's a headcanon you have for this character?
i know this is like, decently universal, but there are different versions of it, so i would like to spit out my version with the precursor that i have read a lot of versions of jake's shitty childhood and they are ALL valid and i love them all in their own way so i don't mean this to sound like im tryinna say my headcanon is the only correct way or anything lol.
i do in fact think jake had a really shitty childhood (no surprises im sure). i think for me, it falls somewhere in the realm of overly-critical, under-affectionate, duty-based, act-perfect-for-the-public sort of behavior. the kind of parents who married and had kids out of obligation, bc Thats Just What You Do, but didn't really WANT kids, per se. i think jake has older sisters, and he is absolutely the youngest. he has youngest child syndrome So Bad. he was surprisingly straight-laced, and serious, because he had to be. it's what dear old mom and dad expected. straight As, no fucking around. better not get in trouble, and pay for it if you do.
i think the household might have been just a little bit ~physically abusive~. jake probably got the brunt of it- i think that seresin sr. probably grew bolder with time, and had more frustrations and expectations to push onto a son than onto his daughters. jake would've stood up, too, and lept in front of anything for his sisters, regardless of their age difference or the fact that they probably tried to do the same for him. it was CERTAINLY verbally abusive. nothing's ever good enough, why do you say things like that? don't speak to your father that way. i don't know what you want *me* to do about, if you treated your father with respect he would do the same for you. i think jake's mother sided with her husband often, which is complex, because seresin sr. is an emotionally abusive, uptight asshole, and she's under his thumb too, but she was probably complicit in plenty of it. it's easy to learn to perpetuate something you've known for most of your adult life. she probably married young, and she doesn't know relationships to look any different. it doesn't excuse her behavior, but it does explain.
he learned to do a lot for himself, to be competent in areas that children his age usually aren't. to cook for himself (and his sisters) because no one else was going to do it, some nights, and he was sick of living off of cereal. his sisters teach him how to cover a bruise with makeup one fateful night-before-picture-day, and they regret it later when it becomes an excuse, and jake is able to step in front of them despite their begging him not to, because it's ok, i can fix it before school (so not what they meant jake but ok).
jake probably knew javy in high school, and javy managed to pry jake out of his hardass asshole exterior, just a little. jake is an asshole, because he's learned it's the only way to get attention from his parents (and so what if it's negative attention? he doesn't know the difference). javy is the first person to give jake positive attention and jake doesn't know what to do with it or how to accept it. sometimes when the fighting is very bad at home, jake runs to javy's for a while, but he always goes back home to take his punishment sooner than javy or javy's parents would like, because he is afraid of leaving his sisters alone at home for too long with his parents.
eventually, tho, they are old enough to escape, and that means that jake is right on their heels. they check in as often as they can and things are the worst they've ever been for the years between his next oldest sister's departure and the day he turns 18. but when he does, he and javy enlist together. jake tells his parents, against his wishes. somehow it is another thing for his father to be angry about. his mother cries and cries, as if she's ever cared for his well-being before. for the first time, jake hits his father back. all the way to annapolis, he sports a black eye covered by makeup, and prays to the God of the church he was forced to attend in a suit acting presentable each sunday but does not believe in, that seresin sr. is not somewhere in texas right now talking to the police, ruining jake's chance at true freedom before it's even begun.
he must not be, because nothing ever comes of it. jake does not speak to his parents again.
if like all of this ends up in a fic in like idk 6 months or something. dont @ me. akdhfdjfghfjf it probably will even tho i have a wip list a mile long help aaaaaa
21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?
i have only (publicly) written for jake once, in the first half of chapter twenty-one of time takes no prisoners (you'll see), so that is my ticket to answering this lol. just know that i plan to write plenty for jake in the future, i am just swamped with mav dad and brad brad wips atm lol
i think my favorite thing about writing for jake is walking that exact line between being an absolute asshole and being a normal person, and the way that jake is somehow both entirely self aware of it, and entirely oblivious to it at the same time. the contrast between the things he thinks in his pov, and the things he says aloud, are also everything. his pov is one of my favorites in this fandom (tho ofc i have loved every pov i have written so far !!!) bc he's just so.... him. so much sharp and so much snark but so much heart too, if you can get to it. so much unresolved and unacknowledged childhood trauma manifesting all over the place. rip to jake but it's everything for me as the author lol.
one thing that sucks about this as the author tho is needing to BE these things on some level to write them. like im supposed to be witty and charming in this google doc rn ??????? say sike 😭 i spend a lot of time staring at an empty page when i get to jake's dialogue bc i can internal monologue all day long but when he has to be witty out loud its OVER for me lol
22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?
I GUESS THIS SHOULD COME AS NO SURPRISE. but i love the mav-accidentally-adopting-jake-kind-of trope. it is like. my FAVORITE genre of jake fic. its so multi layered too, because mav has had this fractured relationship with bradley for so long and is still struggling to fix it with him, and now here's jake, and why is jake gravitating to mav so much???? mav just does whatever comes natural in the moment, and i think it's like. kind of part of it, in a way. not a big one, but i think mav gets to interact in this way with jake and gets to A. remember how to do it, and B. remind himself that he is capable. and C. i think jake reminds mav of himself at that age and he has some inherent instinct trying to stop the crash that he sees coming. the idea of jake never having been shown like, just regular kindness or understanding from a parental-coded individual and respecting mav a lot in his career, and then after the mission its awkward bc its like oh shit. this is roosters dad basically???? thats fucking weird. and the next thing you know you are hanging out with roosters dad on the weekends when rooster is deployed and you are not ?????? what is going ON. WHY does he speak nicely to me. why does he praise certain things that i do. why does he listen attentively to things that i say. why does he keep trying to hug me when i am leaving. what is this strange interaction.
that being said, i think we all agree jake has some kind of unresolved childhood trauma, and i LOVE to see him have to face it, but sometimes it can just... go too far. i think something i don't like seeing happen to jake in fic is if he kind of.... gets his sharp edges rounded down??? or like, his claws filed away??? jake is a fully grown adult man, who HAS parents out there somewhere in some worlds, or HAD them in others, and he is bold and brash and sharp and quick-tongued. it's easy to reduce him to kind of an extreme position emotionally, and don't get me wrong. i love to put my blorbos in extreme emotional situations. but idk. i think with jake especially its hard to imagine him in a soft situation, and we have a tenancy to warp his character, or make him too teary, too honest, too direct, too sad. for me i feel like the sweet spot is right in the middle, trying to make sure he stays a little depressed and a little angry with himself all the time and a lot disillusioned, while still staying flippant and charming and evasive. it's easy to bend the character to fit the situation instead of the situation to fit the character, but it's important, i feel, to try and do the latter and not the former, with any character, but especially jake, in this fandom.
THANK U SO MUCH FOR GIVING ME A CHANCE TO RAMBLE NONNIE......i hope u enjoyed and i didnt bore u too much akdhdjdhfjf. i love jake and i love u. that is all. 💕
#star unasks#Anonymous#top gun#i feel so bad tagging asks in the tag but im an idiot who made my only blog organizational tag the literal movie name#so theres rly no going back lol so sorry everyone in the tag welcome to my wall of text#THANK U SO MUCH ANON FOR THE ASK#I LOVE IT I HAD A LOT OF FUN GETTING TO ANSWER AND I LOVE TALKIN ABT JAKE SM OMG#i wanna write for himmmmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaa#mine#if u see a fic with this exact premise of jakes childhood happen on ao3 assume its me lol skjdhjfhfjg#stars scribbles
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hello, hello !! i hope youre doing quite well today !
ive noticed some of your stray writings for x reader, and wanted to take my shot at requesting something (for the first time that is,) so i do hope that im not intruding or that your requests are closed 😓
ive noticed a few requests for momo x reader, which is wonderful !! momo is one of my favourites personally, but i wanna shed some attention on the other outsiders and companions, which honestly may result in me coming back with other requests lmao
anyways, on with my request (i ramble too much), :
clementine x ftm!human!reader
mainly, i was wanting to see what this absolute girlboss would be like in a relationship. how would she cater to the physical needs of their human s/o such as eating or drinking fresh water ¿ especially with the inability to go out from the risk of being caught by the sentinels and peacemakers.
how would she show her affection¿ physically¿¿ mentally¿¿ perhaps even emotionally¿ would she be softer, and more affectionate with the reader¿ or would she act the same with the added adoration and love shown for her human ¿
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Bunch of Clementine x Ftm!Human! Reader headcanons
Clementine is quite electrifying in a romantic relationship to be honest, she is always open to going anywhere with you and experiencing new things with you. And the thing that makes her more than happy was seeing you happy.
In the beginning, Clementine was very delicate on the subject of romantic relationships, not that she had 0% interest, but because she thought they were way too difficult for her, and that she would never find anyone. Well, you proved otherwise
Something Clementine would love to have in her partner is courage. Clementine is someone who doesn't like to sit still and instead wants to experience all type of dangerous things. And now that you date her, you will pay the price of almost earning a criminal record.
Clementine isn't always going to be as romantic as you think. And instead, she shows off her love for you by visiting places with you, restaurants, shops, anything she could spend time with you. Unfortunately, with all these sentinels and Peacemakers just around, she can do almost nothing with you, but, doing a few illegal things here and there, maybe she can take you somewhere. But at the same time, Clementine wouldn't mind too much if you suddenly attacked her with a kiss and some hours or other Clementine will be actually really cheeky
Clementine isn't a huge PDA fan. She wouldn't mind if the two of you are having a romantic dinner in public, but when it comes to her friends, Clementine will definitely be embarrassed if you showed any romantic action in front of they.(For example, you and Clementine are sitting on a bench, and the two of you start flirting with each other, getting more physical. And out of the blue mf Blazer appear and Clementine just pull you off her💀)
Clementine gets desperate when you're sick, thirsty but no water or hungry and no food, I'm serious, she gets VERY desperate. If you die for any of these reasons, Clementine won't stop blaming herself for it. She will try to do anything to make you in a better state. Whether doing it the right way, by asking for help from someone who can sort it out. Or doing it the dirty way, stealing(The way where Clementine is used to)
PLSSSS SHES SO JEALOUS IT EVEN COMES TO BE ADORABLE!!! She will go weeks without talking to you until you notice and try to say sorry her. And when she says "sorry" she means full attention everyday 24/7 cuddles rn
When you tell Clementine about you being ftm, she... just don't care? She just "Oh ok, cool". Clementine just doesn't care if you're changing the way you refer to yourself or your body, because Clementine didn't fall in love with you for the way you show yourself, but for the way you act. The way you made her feel, the way you made her genuinely happy and the way you managed to influence her and the way she influences you. So if you're happy with what you want to be, she's happy too.
If you want Clementine's help to make you more "masculine", she would gladly accept. She doesn't know all this hormones and human science stuff, but she tries.
Sometimes, while you're cuddling her while she sleeps, she likes to run her cold hand through your hair, and just play with it. how cute your wavy hair is... Or, if yoir hair is straight, how your hair get through her fingers so easily.
This woman abuses of her "Kiss me" tattoo with you way too much.
The only romantic nickname Clementine sometimes uses for you is "babe", and sometimes "idiot".
Gosh, Clementine loves to do playfull fights with you. Pillows, fist, whatever, she laughs every time you two "fight"
In summary, your relationship with Clementine is like adventurous best friends with benefits.
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I'm so paranoid to see if there's any mistakes in this aaaaaaaaa
#canon x reader#x reader#reader insert#robot x human#robot x reader#stray#stray game#straycats#stray x reader#stray 2022#stray clementine#clementine x reader#stray clementine x reader#clementine x reader stray#fluff headcanons#soft headcanons#x reader headcanons#headcanons#headcanon
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7 9 and 14 for rui or mizuki or both if you want :3
MZRI ASK<333
7 (thing this fandom does with this character that you like) - as individuals. I love it when people have mizuki do/say absolutely deranged things. "I sleep with socks on but only on one foot" or the hc that because she's sensitive to hot food she'll eat cold fries. I love this for her I think she deserves to be weird as fuck. it's healing in a way I like the idea that she gets to be comfortable around people and starts getting sillay. be yourself!! let loose!! im so serious I want her to do this so bad it makes me so happy!! BE SO WEIRD. something that I love with rui particularly in sickfics or similar prompts like for art is that if he is the one that is not sick he seems to have no regard for his health whatsoever. contagious illness be damned he is showing the other person so much care and affection. his immune system is like damn you're talking a lot of shit for someone who doesn't eat their damn vegetables. (bonus points if there's allusions to rui getting sick later because of this. dumbass [affectionate]). as a couple something that I love is when people focus on mizuki being super into fashion while rui constantly looks like he got dressed in the dark. girl give him some kind of guidance he needs it
9 (roommates) - ive never had a roommate so I don't quite know what this might be like. I feel like I could be roommates with mizuki no problem but maybe not rui I don't do well with sudden loud noise HHSLGSGKG
14 (assign a fashion aesthetic) - yamikawaii rui...yamikawaii rui save me. mizuki has her own sweet girly fashion sense thing going on but I think she looks understatedly good in gothic types of clothing (see: how good she looks in lukas darkfes dress)!! it's not to say that the game doesn't give her gothic outfits, it's kind of niigos whole thing depending on how loose your definition of gothic is (when I answer questions like this about fashion it always makes me a little nervous because my understanding of fashion and styles is really not that good shdskkgs). like the old and new unit fits, the depths costumes, the wle costumes, the 2nd anni connect live costumes, etc, but more like. I feel like people don't talk about how GOOD she looks in those!! LOOK AT HER SHES GORGEOUS
also I love it when she has little hats.
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Hi can i get a nijisanji matchup if u dont mind (:
Male nijisanji en member :DD
Pronouns:He/him(literally any of those)
Sexuality:Gay for the homies....jk im bisexual.But men.My favorite genre of men is men who seems cool-headed but turns hot-headed whenever he plays amongus cause they're so fun to annoy(i may not have a type,but i have a pattern.and that's men.That's it.I'm so sorry for putting you through this but this sounded funnier in my head)
Zodiac:...what is a zodiac.I was born on April 12th if that helps?
Appearance:176 cm,almost a literal twig(i make up strength with agility i swear),dark brown eyes,short fluffy(?) brown hair??like those kinda wavy hair thing tho sometimes i tuck my bangs behind my ear like a disney princess if the temperature's hot,i don't neccesarily wear edgy clothes,sometimes i just find what's comfortable or i dress like a manhwa male lead.One day you see me in a black turtleneck and white shirt and the next day you see me in a blown up two piece suit while playing the most random stuff ever.I guess i have like a small waist??my friends told me i have those thin waists than even a corset wouldn't affect me(send help) oh and i had an era where i had waist length hair and ended up cutting it out of impulse,i only have like 3 fingers on my left hand cause im missing a pinky and ring finger(i honestly dont have any trouble against it i just think its annoying that i cant remember what even happened to begin with)
Mbti:ENTP/INTP(sometime si get entp sometimes i get intp)
Personality:Pain in the ass.Metaphorically.I will not hesitate to say something so abominably horrendous for the sake of arguing cause it's my favorite passtime.I'm the embodiment of that one character who never dies in a series and die at the end of the series from a tapeworm cause it felt lonely--On super duper rare occasions i get serious when it comes to problems but that's just a whole nother person atp,i'd be serious and maybe waaaaay too logical and blunt....but i still have a sense of humor tho
Likes:When people just randomly ramble to me,random 3 am shower thoughts,crabs(they taste good i swear),the concept of death(not in the depressing way i meant as in 'what if i die from a washing machine while showering' type of thoughts),physical touch and affection,i'd literally propose to someone if they'd let me doodle(rick astley) on their skin for funsies
Dislikes:Curfews,this thing we call math,toxic parents like if i see one im deadass gonna roast the hell out of them and mentally adopt the child(this happened like 3 times and im a children magnet atp)
Love language:
Giving:Words of affirmation(affectionate insults),physical touch
Receiving:Words of affirmation(affectionate insults),quality time
Extra:I get hurt kind of often so they'd probably see bandage rolls in the trashcan everyday,i actually love math but the act of actually counting the numbers makes me sick/lh,my room is a literal shipwreck unless someone scolds me to actually clean up my room LMAO usually i have to keep up a reputation so sometimes it's a shock to people that think that im introverted
i pair you with…
Uki Violeta!
hear me out…
• you are literally uki reincarnated
• i swear i didnt do this just because both of you are gay
• it works out great though
• you and fulgur probably jokingly fight for uki’s love
• omg imagine you went on Luca’s dating show and thats how you both realized that you loved each other
• might be writing a fic ab that…
• Uki knows your room is a wreck and he will FORCE you to clean that shit. he’ll also help u if u beg enough
• Uki also knows how often you get hurt and he’s always there to help, whether that be wrapping you up, or just giving you soft kisses <3
• HE LOVES UR HAIR!!!!!
• its just so fluffy and cute and adorable and
• sorry this is really short, i am extremely sick but i’m trying to pop out all these reqs!!!
RUNNERS UP: Fulgur Ovid, Claude Clawmark
#luca kaneshiro#ike eveland#luxiem#luxiem x reader#shu yamino#mysta rias#vox akuma#nijisanji en#luca kaneshiro x reader#ike eveland x reader#uki violeta
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i am having a bad night but i am constantly reminded how much i love beibg nice to ppl and how scared i am of it. bc i felt like my kindness was always wasted, thrown away, or thrown back in my face so much.
i felt for a long time that kindness was.. not "weak" per se but just not fuckin worth it at all and that i should just be an aloof asshole to everyone. i felt i had earned it, because of how i suffered i felt it was so much EASIER to just let people think i didnt care for them or what they thought. i made it a point to never seem "too" interested in anything, kept all my potential friends here and even coworkers who extended any sort of attempt at friendship at arms length, i never let anyone know i really cared, or was curious about them. id let the nice words play out in my head, and never say them
im fine, but how have you been? i remember you said something about your cousin being sick...
i wasnt joking earlier and i really do think your sense of style is nice
it's genuinely sweet how you try and reassure me even though youre shy, i do hear you sometimes and i really do appreciate it. i dont mean to seem like im not listening i just get busy really quickly
i think youre more capable than i am and i could never hate you
even if it seems like i avoid you it's mostly because im terrified of looking stupid in front of you, not because i dont like you
like i cannot express how difficult it has been to be polite to people throughout the fuckin holiday season. and january being thr worst month ever. but i really do want to be and its actually embarrassing.
i think its sort of just been leaking out of me in overly-affectionate compliments toward my coworkers. but honestly whats better than making someone smile at the very beginning of their day? or making their shift a bit better? i dont know if its also the social deprivation but when i see certain people smile i SWOON. i just cant help but want to have that from everyone
telling someone they have a nice smile as a surefire way to get them smiling? impeccable
making someone laugh so hard that they can barely speak, seeing someone get flustered because you were happy to see them, seeing a smirk on someones face that says theyre TRYING to be serious but youve totally cracked them. i love it. i love it all so much. Its sooo embarrassing but also🖤
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for the wip game: what is bruh (deh)? :DD
‘bruh’ is a part of my neverending zoe/evan childhood best friends au. i posted one part of it on ao3 and tumblr (i think that was one day we'll all get still?) but i've always had plans to expand it out into more of a series. i do not know why i called it bruh. i do not know why i didn't change the name of it. it's just been bruh for its entire existence and there's no going back now. i also know that i've posted snippets of it for other ask games before, because i do truly love some of the writing in it, although i can never seem to quite pull it together into a cohesive story. so here's a chunk of it that im 99% sure is unshared and is basically a very short fic of it's own tbh
There’s a tape -- a VHS tape, if you could believe it -- of them at six or seven. Larry was really into filming everything old-style at the time. He captured everything to do with the kids, and filled old cardboard boxes with mountains of recordings that he liked to pull out and display with just a touch too much pride. Most of what he filmed was them playing around in the Murphy’s backyard, and this particular tape was no different -- well, it was, but only on a technicality due to the mode of playing. They’re giggling through the whole thing, high, breathy giggles that seem to burst from their chests unannounced. Both of them have a spatter of wildly colorful flowers in their hair, Zoe’s braided through with surprisingly adept hands by Connor, Evan’s twisted between a few longer strands of hair by Zoe. Star stickers and messy doodles line their faces and arms and hands and, occasionally, clothes, which, if her memory serves her correctly, was mostly her own doing.
In the background, soft aws and laughs come from the Larry and Cynthia and Heidi as Zoe and Evan go through a mock-formal ceremony, Connor acting as cantor and best man and maid of honor and everything, really, except for the ring bearer -- that’s their ancient dog, who was fiercely loyal and eager-to-please, affectionately nicknamed Softy by Zoe and Connor in their little days. The sight of his panting, greying face on screen still brings a smile to the faces of everyone who can remember him.
They must have seen a wedding on TV before the ceremony, and so their little hands had instantly reached to make it happen, as little hands are so often wont to do.
Sometimes, when Zoe and Evan spread out in the living room at either the Hansen’s or the Murphy’s, that tape finds itself playing on TV, both of their child selves promising til death do us part, in sickness and health, with a surprisingly serious air. Evan particularly seems affected by this, going fiddly and distractible like he normally is at school, so they try to find another place to spend their time when at the other’s house.
But the tape isn’t avoidable, much like the feeling Zoe gets when she sees Evan bundled in a scarf. It’s always lurking in her mind, she supposes, but it doesn’t make it less of a jolt when she comes back up from her pre-calc practice worksheet to find Softy bounding up to Larry and the camera on the TV screen. Evan notices half a moment before her, but neither of them make any move to turn the TV off.
At some point she stops paying attention to pre-calc, and her eyes wander to Evan’s face almost directly across from hers. He’s engrossed in the screen, his normal blush light across his cheeks as his own homework lays forgotten under his fingertips. She follows his lead, letting her mind drift back to the tape, and before she knows it she’s watching it, too, laughing at their child selves. Evan laughs, too, but neither of them really say anything.
Somewhere in the mess their hands inch forward until their fingertips are touching, maybe subconsciously mimicking the way their hands are locked on screen. That swooping feeling hits deep in her stomach, and between the laughter and the adrenaline spike she barely remembers how to breathe.
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He stays over that night, specifically, even though it’s just like so many other nights. He stays in her room, and none of the Murphys blink twice, far too used to it to be concerned about what they may be getting up to. It’s part of their rhythm, maybe, given how more often than not that’s how they pass the night. They’ve been sharing beds since they were little kids, too little to have any concept of personal space or boundaries, and the way his weight settles into the mattress next to her is familiar.
She can’t remember a time they weren’t touchy. They’ve been like that since they were little, before Evan started to become more uncomfortable with touch and before she became more hesitant to touch anyone at all. Touching Evan, though - it was never up for debate, somehow. Not touching him would be a signal that something was wrong, even though every touch between them makes her heart ache with a familiar tenderness. Still, as he settles, he says “is this okay?”
Zoe nods, knowing he’ll glean her meaning even in the pitch black. He untenses immediately at the assurance, and the moment he relaxes is the moment that she does as well. She turns onto her side so that her face looks towards his own and her cheek burrows into her pillow. When his right hand settles on top of the blanket, she reaches for it with her own right hand, her eyes trained on the edge of his jaw, the corner she so longs to press a kiss to but knows she can’t. She settles for squeezing his hand once and lets her eyes drift shut for a moment.
“Sorry about the tape,” he murmurs, his face half-squished into the pillow. Her heart rate drops suddenly, a spike that has her eyes wide open.
“It’s not your fault,” she says. “You didn’t put it on.”
Evan shrugs, just as Evan always does.
“Besides,” she continues, the words surprisingly heavy in her throat, “it’s funny seeing us. We were weird kids.”
“So weird,” he replies, and she lets out a laugh at how tired he sounds while saying it, as though he’s talking about unwieldy toddlers in their terrible twos that he’s currently caring for rather than himself. As though he were just waiting for her to laugh, he slips off to sleep. He’s quite the insomniac nearly all the time, but there’s the rare occasion where he manages to drop off so quickly that Zoe worries he just up and died. It only happens at her house, as far as she knows; if he ever sleeps well at his house, she’s never seen evidence of it.
She’s glad he can sleep, but she wishes she could still talk to him, make fun of their goofy expressions and bastardized vows. It’s weird to miss him when nothing has changed, when he’s asleep and tender and unshifted right next to her, as he’s always been. Always within reach.
Her hand strays towards him, and she pulls it back, feeling an invisible boundary she’s never felt before.
#jess ily <3<3 pls enjoy this is ridiculously long and basically its own fic at this point#zoevan#deh#dear evan hansen#evan hansen#zoe murphy#mutuals tag
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worried about my cat. he's been extra affectionate lately and today when ive pet his back he dips his back down which he's never done (apparently he's been doing this w my sisters bf and my mom once this past week too). and his back skin ripples when i pet him. looking it up it says that's usually bc of pain (or possibly anxiety). they mentioned kidney failure as a possible reason and given lew's kidney history... i checked his litter box and there's a worrying about of pee for one cat but it's hard to know how much is just his since my sister's cat has access to the box too.
on the plus side he's still eating fine, he's playful, he's not yowling, all of which were not the case last time he was sick. so im gonna call the vet tomorrow and ask and hopefully they'll check him out and rule out anything serious.
#im trying not to catastrophize#my mom says even if it is a kidney thing they'll probably be able to control it#idk im so worried he's just a year and a half#and he got so lucky last time#so what if his luck's run out#but maybe he's not sick at all#trying to think positively and visualize good health for him
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Sometimes I assume I can’t do something until I see someone less capable than me doing it
Like damn if you can…
Im so dehydrated if I gave a blow job id get friction blisters on the inside of my throat and probably bleed ripping the skin off. Start a damn fire it’s so dry have me looking like a dragon, am I going too far again?? I feel like the dryness in my throat gets like itchy and makes me cough and it makes my uvula dry like the gag reflex thing and I start to like feel it or something idk and I start gagging and coughing just cause I’m dehydrated
Not like I’ll live long enough where my looks will matter, if you die young enough your environment didn’t make you ugly yet
my poor skin, this is why I need a bath so I can soak like the mormans (that’s basically like like cuddling but even closer) because it’s nice to feel connected to your partner, their penis is like an umbilical cord connecting us, and we become one. i like to be very close and affectionate if I really like you, LOL why am I making jokes, maybe because I don’t care about anything anymore, except my cats. Cats are serious…
For mormans soaking is sex but for me soaking is better cuddling. Could you fall asleep like that? I wonder… why is that cute/romantic to me LOL I’d be like aww he wants to be super close to me
I’m rambling what’s wrong with me ugh how do I make a fucking joke and then immediately say how I’m ready to kill myself LOL
It helps cheer me up, give me a fucking break can I not be miserable for a few seconds? Be uncomfortable!!! Aren’t you fucking laughing?!? Aren’t I fucking funny?!? Hahaha! I have nothing to live for! Nothing matters we’re ALL going to die!
Or maybe more people need to master the art of denial when it comes to bad news. When reality is too painful I’m not sure what else you can do . Denial helps with shock and as time passes it’s easier to process
(Obviously not life or death but fuck Botox would do a lot for me right now) 
Also my ma said she still wants to force me to take pills and will watch it take it. Like biiiiiitch I will force myself to throw up every single day if I have to. Idc if the stomach acid giving me throat cancer from burning a hole in my esophagus. You can’t win. Are you willing to die to win? I am ! Feels like I’m already dead so making it real won’t make a difference. Me killing myself doesn’t feel like losing either, I can’t lose if I escape and if I die that’s the ultimate escape, 5 star resort in the back of my fucking mind, the access key for this place isn’t a card it’s a bullet. Then I’m on a permanent vacation 🤩 no fear stress worry pain or any other strong negative emotion, and no more getting hurt or attacked no more bad news, true freedom. No judgement or crying, I’m so sick and tired of crying. I mean no good things either but the only good I can think of are my cats and they have maybe hopefully 15 years left?? One is older by like 4 years.
I’d rather kill myself than lose my privacy and free will…trying to force me to take random pills? NAH
Being around my parents doesn’t do any good, they’re bad people and that’s just not going to change. A fist fight already happened. It just won’t work.
Holy shit it feels like no amount of water helps or lotion because my poor skin omg 😭 and I read your brain is more than half water so dehydration hurts it too and it makes your blood thick making blood clots much more likely
The nurse is still in me lol
Am I a hypochondriac??
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I am very sleepy rn because I'm up late working on midterms and it's killing me so please excuse my rambles or how weird this request might sound. Can I ask for my boy Sukuna, Geto, and Gojo with a reader who is so needy for affection that they just cling? Like even when they stand up reader is still attached to them. They need to go somewhere? Cool, where are we going? Like must be holding onto some part of them because affection
anyway thank you and you better take your time and not rush yourself! I will never be mad at you for taking your time. I prefer if you take your time. As the unofficial supportive father role I must insist that you take your time and take good care of yourself too. Take lots of breaks, eat well, and get plenty of sleep
𖦹 ˚ ✩ . ❝you're stuck with me!❞
★ synopsis. the two of you are stuck like glue.
★ includes. ryoumen sukuna, suguru geto, satoru gojo.
★ formatting. headcanons.
★ notes. established relationships, gn! reader, fluff, sfw.
꒰— ๑ author’s note. what if i told u. u were so sweet?? BECAUSE U ARE!! thank you so so soooo much for always encouraging me to take my time. :( thank you for being so supportive. i am.... uh. unfortunately not sleeping or eating too great, but im working on it. thanks <3. im sending you sm luck on your midterms because ily as a moot and u deserve good grades on everything꒱
★彡 RYOUMEN SUKUNA.
He’s, uh… not very affectionate.
(he will kill you if given the chance /j.)
Sukuna notices your clingy habits early into your relationship — latching onto his arm when the two of you are walking, putting on your shoes the minute you hear his keys jingle, etc.
It's new to him. Both relationships and your clinginess. Sukuna really doesn't like it at first, all of the smothering.
He comes to miss it, though (don't ever mention that to anyone or he'll actually gut you), when you begin to dumb it down.
“Hey. Brat. Why did you stop grabbing onto my hand in public?”
“…I thought you didn't like that.”
“Shut the hell up.”
And then you end up holding hands again. Sukuna, to me, is just a very aggressive tsundere as a lover.
He's learning to be gentle, so when you cling too hard to the point where he feels suffocated, he'll kind of just grab your cheeks and be like, “Stop that.”
★彡 SUGURU GETO.
Geto’s not very clingy, but he’s happy to be clung to.
im projecting
Having been loved by Nanako and Mimiko has turned him soft. As much as me might not show it, Geto loves receiving affection.
Especially kisses: Suguru adores having your lips on his face.
One of your favorite ways to kiss him is to pepper them all over — eyelids, cheeks, nose, lips, forehead — because it’s such a nice treat to see him try to stifle his laughter.
Very happy to have you follow him around like a lost baby duckling, and doesn't mind a bit when you pull the “where are we going?” the second you see him get ready to go out.
Whether it's the supermarket, a fast food restaurant, or even just a simple walk outside, Suguru's glad to include you.
“You want to come with me? Here, we can even hold hands as we walk.”
Cuddling with you is definitely the best part of Geto's day / night. He loves any position you two sleep in; hell, he'd even let you spoon him, if you really wanted to.
One thing he doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to is you sticking to him like a koala to its mother when he’s cooking. He thinks it’s dangerous, but you never seem to listen.
★彡 SATORU GOJO.
Please. You're clingy? Satoru Gojo is the CEO of clingy.
You’ll be sick of him before he’s ever sick of you. He’d make serious bets on that.
Goodbye hugs last FOREVER with him. He’ll just stand there with his arms around you, swaying and swaying and swaying and swaying—
“Satoru… you gotta go to work, baby.”
(muffled, near tears, dramatic) “But I don’t wanna gooooo…”
You two are like peas in a pod!!
The rest of the staff are over it, but Gojo's students (Yuji) find it cute, the way the two of you run to greet each other.
“They act like long lost lovers,” Megumi says in disgust as Gojo spins you around.
I love the idea of Gojo following you everywhere all the time, just like you do to him. Bathroom, kitchen, living room, doesn’t matter — he’s right there at all times.
One time you found him standing behind you in the kitchen and accidentally backhanded him out of surprise. He doesn’t wanna talk about it.
#꩜ inbox. ✉️#moots. ★#ryker :((#꒰🪼꒱ jelly writes.#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk x reader#satoru gojo#suguru geto#ryomen sukuna#gojo x reader#geto x reader#sukuna x reader#ik u said not to apologize but im apologizing#sorry for the delay <3#ooouuu i love long hugs sm😞
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I forgot to reply to your vyn false tear message so THERE'S MORE of my asks 😍😤🥴
"dw i understand why u didn’t expect me to be interested is these type of things bc nonsense usually come out of my mouth😭" i'm sorry but it's true (maybe partially) 😭😭😭 but not really nonsense, as a person who doesn't like others messing with me nonsensically, i like you 👍 you're just really funny 😍 and seems that you're not a serious person to think of those, but now it gives me a perspective of you that you're really open minded 😌💞
I really imagined you to be like this dancing in vyn's palm: 💃💃💃
That Vyn Richter need serious help tbh 😰😰😰 i bet this guy is aware of his craziness but he just indulges in it 😭😭😭 go get some therapy my guy, but i bet he'll manipulate the therapist too in thinking he's not sick in the head and be the therapist of them instead 💀💀💀 because HE CAN. Sure 2 doctorate degree haver, we're gonna run to artem & company bc your ass needs to get help 😰 being in a horror film with vyn as one of the cast would be hella scary esp if he's the antagonist/killer 😰 like imagine him being dead but it's very doubtful because he wouldn't be dead in the first place with his insane wits 💪💪💪 tho physically he might get knocked out tbh 🥴 just surprise him 😍 and tell him you're feeling extra goofy 😋😋😋
Marius liker, Childe slanderer, Diluc lover are some of my titles. Diluc is DEFINITELY the standard for me. You would agree too 🤝🤝🤝 marius is just rich maybe that's what's attractive- no but i think marius is like you. You're so goofy but there is a deeper person and personality that you have :DD even if he jokes around, he aint so annoying like that ginger head 🤬🤬🤬 (childe stans dont come @ us. Remember that we stan diluc 🤬🤬 we gon whoop your fatui ass)
It's true Celestine is engaged 😩😩😩 but there's also a hot woman from a rival law firm so uhm you might like her but she's around the reporter named Jasmine's case (i forgot but it's the chapter b4 the latest chapter released 👍)
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so u agree that nonsense comes out of my mouth? what is this betrayal once again⁉️ you're supposed to comfort me and tell me they're not useless🤬⁉️ im sorry to everyone who's watching this
open minded...? does that mean my skull is open and you can see my mind?? im sorry once again😭 im trying to be punny😾😾
i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying~~~
you imagined right😇 im doing cha cha in his palms💃💃💃
nah bc ur right 😭 this dude need some srs help rn (affectionate vyn affectionate) why does he have to fake cry just to get some affection when he can just simply ask us to give him a hug and i will oblige fully🤬 this man's pride is too high🙄 but mine's higher too so this is another problem😟⁉️
wait bc that type of horror movie he will be in👀 the one who everyone thought is dead already👀
DILUC IS THE STANDARD⁉️ WE PREACH THIS⁉️
marius? me? i think u got the wrong person maam this is mcdonals😟😟 wait bc i would go with the flow with his teases, ill probably flirt back too but like im not strong enough for that and i get flustered easily so its a no no😔😔
NAURRR I WONT ACCEPT ANY OTHER GIRL EXCEPT CELESTINE TAYLOR‼️I REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE THIS‼️ GIVE ME THE RECEIPTS WHERE SHE'S ENGAGED ‼️‼️ (first stage of grief, denial)
but like shes too gorgeous to be single but engaged⁉️ im sorry miss taylor but i dont believe this🧐🧐
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i didn’t wanna have to do it
pairings: george x fem!reader, fred x fem!reader (platonic), draco malfoy x reader
synopsis: george loving you behind closed doors was just enough to make you walk away
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kissing you gently, george laid a hand on your waist as you moaned softly. he sucked on your skin, his kisses melting on your neck.
your eyes fluttered open at the quiet creaking of a door. you felt george pull away from you and move to sit on the couch, trying to act cool to the fact that you two were just making out on the table next to him.
you huffed frustrated at george’s avoidance of exposing others to your relationship. you had no idea why he seemed so ashamed of you, so afraid to let others into your circle.
no one came, and you let your face fall into your hands as tears streamed.
george stood up, confused as to why you were suddenly crying. he looked at you and pulled you into his embrace, “why you crying, bug?” he whispered.
you sniffled, tears continuing to stream as you looked up at him. “because you don’t love me, georgie..” you pulled away from him and bawled your hands into fists as you cried, angry that you let it get this far.
george began to protest but you held a hand up, “stop! im so sick and tired of being treated like i don’t exist or just being your friend. i am your girlfriend, and you can’t even seem to admit that.”
george faltered as you spoke. he was speechless, lost to what he would say to comfort you but he knew it was the truth. what was wrong with him?
you wiped your tears with the sleeve of your robes, “even people seem to think fred is my boyfriend over you! hes more affectionate and acknowledges me more than you! i hate you, george weasley!” you screamed.
blowing past him, you ran up the steps to your dorm and locked the door behind you, even though you knew george wouldn’t dare to knock on the door, you still let it comfort you, just the thought of locking him away.
people caught onto your depression. friends began bringing you food because you’d always miss dinner from your post crying naps. teachers took pity and you’d always stay after to excuse your missing work. you avoided the twins all together, avoided their friends, avoided their hangout spots, etc.
you were a sobbing mess when not out of your dorm. your clothes had permanent tear stains and your eyes were always swollen. your friends couldn’t even ask what was wrong before you got defensive.
george had tried talking to you but every attempt you’d sabotage.
sitting in the library, you sniffled as you did your potions work. you saw a figure plop itself next to you but you continued wordlessly.
“y/n darling, you got some tears on your paper..” you saw a thin hand, adorning a snake ring on one finger, brush away the wet spot on your paper. looking up, you nodded and whispered a small, thank you, before continuing to write.
draco had been observing you for weeks. he had a thing for you for a while and when he had heard the rumors of you and weasley, he was mildly upset at that fact.
“what’s wrong?” he finally broke another bout of silence and you shook your head, “it’s really none of your concern, it’s oka-“
draco set a hand down on yours, your quill stilling in your hand as he did this.
“it is. im asking and i’m concerned. what’s wrong?”
you looked into draco’s eyes for the first time and saw his genuine concern. you huffed, “why do you care? why now?”
draco shrugged his shoulders, “i always have, y/n. weasley kept you occupied and you never noticed me..”
you looked at him like you had seen a ghost, “you cannot be serious here, draco. it’s me..not even george could admit he was my boyfriend. and you’re admitting you had a crush on me?”
draco shook his head, “have. i have a crush on you.”
you blinked.
george stared at the empty spot in front of him, your usual spot where you would lay your books out and eat with the occasional quip to conversations. he sighed, upset at himself. fred had blamed him entirely for driving you away. his brother had warned him that this would explode in his face but george didn’t want to accept that. he didn’t want to accept that keeping you out of danger was what cost him you.
he felt a nudge at his side as he snapped out of his daze, fred pointed with a look of shock at you, your gryffindor uniform shining brightly as you sat next to draco and his band of hard headed slytherins. you looked happy, for the first time in weeks and george couldn’t hide his anger as you sat too close to the blonde boy.
ron piped up next to george, “is that y/n with malfoy? is it even allowed to sit next at that table?” he questioned. george stood up, rushing out of the great hall not even sparing you another glance.
draco had asked you to be his girlfriend just less than a month after you’d hung out with him. his friends really liked you and draco saw that as a sign. he had you, he couldn’t lose you again.
you walked after leaving draco in his class. you had a free period and so you walked to the library where he would pick you up before going to get lunch. it had become routine for the past few days.
you looked down at your feet as you saw your shoe lace untie. without looking up, you felt yourself bump against a figure, your books in your hand, thumping on the floor in front of you.
“what the hell?” you shouted, looking up to see a familiar ginger man.
“g-george.” you stammered out. seeing him was like opening a door to feelings you had shut out.
“im sorry.” he picked your books up and he seemed flustered.
“whatever.” you narrowed your eyes at him and began to walk away. george paused before he did the same, “why malfoy?”
you huffed, not turning back, but speaking regardless, “because he’s not the one ashamed to be with me.”
george looked at you with shame as you left him behind once more.
#harry potter imagines#george weasley x reader#george weasley#george weasley x gryffindor!reader#george weasley smut#george weasley angst#george weasley fluff#draco malfoy fluff#draco malfoy x reader#george weasley imagine
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gone || thomas shelby x reader oneshot
warnings: angst angst angst! swearing
words: 1.2k
a/n: a more depressing oneshot after the teeth rotting fluff last week. got to keep you all on your toes! please let me know what you think! feedback is extremely appreciated and encouraged.
enjoy!
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The last words you’d spoken to him hung heavy in the air between the two of you. A question you’d asked with fear in your eyes and terror for the answer.
You couldn’t even look at him, not even vaguely in his direction. Your eyes burned but there were no tears, you felt like your head was going to burst at any moment. His response stinging in your mind, bringing everything to a screaming halt. For a moment you didn’t even believe he’d said those words. You refused to accept that what he was saying was the truth. It couldn’t be.
The room was thick with tension, neither one of you wanting to address the conversation you’d just had. He’d probably just say a simple sorry and leave anyway, he’d never been good with emotions. But you knew that when you got together, and now part of you was regretting even meeting the man before you.
He’d given you the best years of your life but was it worth it for the heartbreak he’d just delivered to you?
With clenched fists and pain on your face you finally lifted your eyes to flick over his form. He was still sat in the same position as he was before, cigarette still perched between his fingers. He didn’t display any emotion, not sadness, not anger, not even guilt. He’d got good at that, hiding how he felt, but now that fact just stung, he’d just ruined everything you’d built up and he didn’t even have the decency to look anything other than bored.
“You’re being serious, aren’t you?” Were the only words you could force out past your gritted teeth. There was a flicker of something in his eyes, maybe remorse, you hoped he felt guilty.
He seemed to pause to think of a response, bringing his cigarette up to his lips to inhale every few moments, a mechanical movement that was second nature for him. On a normal day you’d admire the way his lips curled up in what could be mistaken for a smile when the cigarette made contact with them, or the way his icy blue eyes looked through the smoke. But not today. Not now. Not ever. As you watched him now you saw how he looked more at ease holding a cigarette than he ever did holding you.
He’d never been particularly….affectionate. Maybe on your wedding night, but that was such a distant memory now you refused to allow yourself to think back on it.
After all, your marriage now meant nothing. Years spent with the man you presumed your soulmate came crashing down in a matter of seconds, with one simple word. “Yes.” Which he repeated again in response to your question.
Now yes, in a relationship was typically something positive.
Yes, i’ll be your girlfriend.
Yes, i’ll be your wife.
Yes, i’d love to take the next step.
You’d never dreamed that this conversation would happen, it was so out of your mind it wasn’t even a nightmare or a worry you’d ever had.
But it was real, it was more real than anything else.
“You still love her, don’t you?” You replayed your own words in your head.
“Yes.” Yes. Fucking yes. Not even an i’m sorry, or even a look of guilt. The worst part was, as he uttered those words he almost looked relieved. Relieved that he’d finally stopped lying to you.
You thought about the previous night, and even the morning, now feeling like an age ago when he’d kissed your forehead and told you he loved you.
Lies. All of it. Fucking lies.
“For how long?” You mumbled, but you weren’t sure you even wanted to know the answer. But you had to, you had to know how long this had been happening, how long he’d been lying to you.
“I’m sorry.” He finally muttered, but his words were hollow and meaningless. A simple ‘I’m sorry’ wasn’t going to fix anything, nothing could repair what had just happened.
“How long?” You repeated, unable to hold back the anger in your tone anymore. His jaw clenched as you pressed further, clearly not wanting to admit that he’d spent fuck knows how long whispering empty words to you.
“She wrote to me a few months ago.” Months. Fucking MONTHS.
You couldn’t stop the way your hands shook, with anger, fear or sadness you didn’t know. Every emotion you felt was negative, drowning you. Everything was way too much all at once.
“Months? Thomas? Months?” You stumbled out in disbelief, glaring at him, hoping he’d understand just how much he hurt you.
“Yes. I met with ‘er once.” As if it couldn’t get worse, the words he spoke packed a bigger punch than any physical action. “Im not going to lie to you.” You couldn’t believe the audacity of this man, the way he so nonchalantly admitted to loving his ex, to lying through months of a marriage.
“You did lie! You have lied! Every time since you’ve told me you loved me was a lie!” Your voice rose with each word, more and more anger bubbling up inside of you. You wished this was just some sick nightmare, that you’d wake up any moment, that he’d hold you close and brush your hair gently before kissing your forehead and telling you to go back to sleep, that you were safe with him.
His face remained stony, practically emotionless as he continued to smoke, almost tauntingly as he watched you. His eyes seemed to analyse every tense and twitch of your body, as if he was trying to sense your next move.
“I need to go sort something out.” He stubbed his cigarette out on the ashtray beside him before rising to his feet. His movements were robotic, almost as if he simply wasn’t at all affected by what they’d just discussed. “I’ll be back in a few days.”
Days. D a y s.
Typically you’d smile, be a nice loving wife, make him promise to be safe and eat well, ensure he knew just how much you loved him before he left, kisses and hugs and admittance of affection.
But now, when you’d normally reach for his body to wrap around yours, you remained still. It was your turn to be emotionless now.
You had no idea when he would return, and for a moment, somehow that hurt than the knowlege that you no longer occupied his heart.
Because was leaving, but then again, maybe he’d already left. Was he ever really with you when his heart was longing for someone else, when he’d visited the woman he promised you he no longer harboured feelings for. You didn’t know. Nothing made sense as you stared at his now empty chair, feeling the sadness finally begin to well in your eyes.
You didn’t dare to turn to watch him leave, simply listened until his footsteps were a distant echo. And then they were gone. And he was gone.
It was as if nothing mattered, because nothing did, did it? What was life if he wasn’t by your side. You’d built everything up alongside him, planned a future out around him. You’d imagined your entire life with him.
And now it was all gone.
But there was one thing you knew you had to do.
You had to pack, because two can play at that game.
And then you were gone.
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Useless | Kaz Brekker x Sister!Reader
Requested by @inquistitorebony : “Hey could you please do a kaz x Sister reader please where she has some medical issues and is really weak and gets inured on a job with kaz and he get all protective brother mode”
Pairing: Kaz Brekker x sister!reader, Jesper x reader (platonic)
Word Count: 1297 (I havent proof read because its late and im tired so this might change tomorrow)
Warnings: angsty stuff and sibling fluff
A/N: I didn't specify what the readers condition is so you can personalise that as you want. As always, spelling and grammar are not my strongest skills so please be kind :)
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“We’re all clear on the plan?”
The Crows nod in reply to Kaz and hurry off to prepare for the task ahead, leaving you stood alone with your brother.
“What about me?” You ask
“What about you?” he replies as he gathers up the floor plans, blueprints and various other papers spread on the table.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Relax. Read a book. Whatever you want to do while you’ve got this place to yourself” he walks away.
“Place to myself…” you stand up and follow him “No, Kaz, I’m coming with you!”
“Absolutely not. You're staying here and that’s an order”
“An order?” You laugh "Who do you think you are? The General?”
He stops suddenly, turning to look at you.
“I’m serious Y/N. This job is too dangerous, especially with your condition.”
“My condition? What about you?” You gesture to his cane “If you can do it then so can I”
“You're weak”
“No weaker than you”
“Y/N!
“Kaz!”
You reach a stalemate as the two of you stare at each other, each waiting for the other to back down. He’s stubborn. But so are you.
“I think she should come” Jesper breaks the silence.
“Stay out of this Jesper” Kaz warns, still not taking his eyes off you.
“Oh come on Kaz!” Jesper continues “You know she’s the best actor here…we could really use her help distracting the guards.”
“I could even use my condition. Guards can’t resist helping a poor sick girl. Please Kaz, let me prove I’m not useless” you flash your puppy eyes at him until eventually he lets out a sigh of defeat.
“Fine! But if your condition gets worse you head straight to the meet up point. Okay?”
“Yes sir” you salute and he rolls his eyes before heading off to his office. You look over to Jesper, a big grin on your face as you thank him.
— — — —
The job had started off smooth.
The guards completely fell for your ‘poor sick girl’ act and were fully distracted trying to help you. They didn’t notice Jesper sneak past the door or Inej scale the side of the building, effortlessly pulling herself up onto the roof. They did however notice the loud crash as something came smashing through one of the upstairs windows. The three of you jumped as you turn to see what had caused the damage.
Your heart sank as your eyes fell upon a familiar cane laying on the pavement in a pool of broken glass, blood covering the metal crows head.
“KAZ!” You yell as you make a run toward the building entrance but you're stopped by the on of the guards holding you back while the other sprints past you to investigate.
“I cant let you in there”
“Let go of me!” You fight to try and free yourself “I have to find my brother!”
“You're brother?” The guard asks, holding you even tighter and you curse yourself as you realise what you’ve said “Was this the plan? You distract the guards while he robs the place?”
“Please let me go”
“The only place you're going is jail where you belong”
You fight again but you can feel your strength leaving you at a rapid rate. You swing your legs wildly and manage to kick the guard in just the right place. He yells and throws you down to the floor, your head hitting the pavement with a loud thud. You groan as you roll onto your back, clutching your throbbing head in your hands. Your vision is blurry but you can just about make out the guard looming toward you, gun in hand pointed at you.
“Assaulting a guard is a crime punishable by death”
You allow the pain to take over and let your eyes flicker shut as you wait for it all to end.
The last thing you hear is a gunshot followed by Jesper calling your name.
— — — —
When your eyes open again you're surprised to find yourself back home in your own bed, bright light pouring in through the window. You squint your eyes from the brightness as you look around the room and realise Jesper is asleep in the chair next to you, his head resting on the edge of your bed. You reach out and gently poke him awake. He yawns as he sits up. It takes him a moment to register that you are also awake.
“Y/N! Are you okay? How are you feeling?”
“Like I’ve done a full body workout. Ugh, why does everything ache?!”
“How much do you remember?” Jesper asks
“Fighting with a guard. Falling to the floor. He was going to shoot me…”
“He wasn’t quick enough” Jesper winks as he blows the tip of his gun, spins it around his finger and shoves it in his pocket. You smile at him, but then your eye is drawn to something behind him. A cane resting against the wall. Your memories come flooding back and yo sit up suddenly panicked.
“Where Kaz?! Is he okay?!”
“Y/N, you need to calm down. You're still weak”
“Where is he?!”
“He’s…” Jesper starts but is cut off.
“Here” Kaz appears at the door “I’m here”
You jump out of bed quicker than your legs can carry you and stumble into his arms. He grabs you in his gloved hands and Jesper rushes to you, helping Kaz hold you up and lead you back to bed. Once he’s sure your safe he lets go of you, taking a small step back. Jesper sits next to you, arm around your shoulder as you cant stop the tears flooding down your face.
“I thought you were dead” you cry
“I thought YOU were dead” Kaz replies “when I saw Jesper carrying your lifeless body, it took me back to Jor…” he trails off, unable to finish. He takes a steadying breath “I’m glad you're okay”
“Me too.” You say wiping your face “and I'm sorry. I guess you were right, I was too weak to go on that mission. I’m useless.”
Kaz looks at you for a moment before looking to Jesper, silently asking him to leave. Jesper gives your shoulder a quick squeeze before getting up and leaving the room. Kaz fills the empty space next to you on the bed, taking a deep breath before placing his hand on yours.
“You are not useless Y/N. You are brilliant.” He says and you look at him “I was watching you distract those guards and I was so proud. You live with your condition every single day and you never let it hold you back. On my darkest days I look at you and you inspire me to keep going, because if you can do it then so can I.”
You give him a small, genuine smile which he returns as he squeezes your hand affectionately.
“Now you go back to sleep, get your strength back up and I’ll check on you later” he releases your hand and moves to the door.
“Thank you Kaz” you say as you get yourself comfy.
“Don't ever think you are useless Y/N” he says when he stops at the door and turns back to you “that’s an order”
You let out a small laugh as you salute him and he rolls his eyes. But you see the smile creep onto his face before he leaves and you drift back into a peaceful sleep.
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hi bestie!! pls pretty pls do a levi one where he takes care of a sick y/n im feeling a bit under the weather and im getting kinda scared bc of covid :<< anything to help calm my nerves pls? thank you <3
author note :: get well soon anon :-( i’m super sick rn too (when am i not tho </3) so i get how it is. this isn’t that great because i wrote it pretty quick but i hope it eases youuu :-) this is just pure fluff and sappy stuff and yup yup MODERN LEVI BC... listen i have a soft spot for modern levi
word count :: some how i got to 1.4k ????? idk how i always go over the expected word count i have in my head
it’s literally been YEARS since the last time you were sick
if you really dig through the depths of your memory you’d say maybe you were last sick when you were seven???
it’s that or your memory is just not great
either way, you really do not want to bother anyone with your sickness so you decide to hole up in your room for the entire day
you don’t even tell levi about it because you know he’ll drop everything for the sake of your comfort
the only problem is that midway through the day you’ve become so bedridden you can’t even begin to fathom attending classes tomorrow
you guess you’ll be taking another day off
as that thought crosses your mind your bedroom door bursts open
“i...” levi lets out a long sigh and you look at him dazed from your pounding headache
you’re surrounded by scrunched up tissues and your cold meds have been left untouched
“i’m gonna get you sick too. back away.” you’re frowning and signalling with your hands that you want him out
your nose is stuffy and you’re sniffling but levi just rolls his eyes before he sits next to you on the floor
buried in your duvet you look a little like a burrito and he laughs at that
“do you know where the thermometer is? i’ll check on your fever.”
he’s looking at you waiting for an answer
you think for a second and then you try to rummage through the timeline of today’s events.
to be fair you’re a little disoriented but for some unknown reason you feel yourself get a little teary eyed
maybe it’s a mix of your upcoming deadlines looming over you or perhaps it’s missing a really important class today
but it’s so sudden you don’t even know why your body is making you act so irrationally but that’s what fevers do
“i think i” you sniff and then the waterworks flood out of you. your brain can’t adjust to the severity of your headache and your urge to sleep is higher than ever
honestly you don’t cry very much so to see the tears worries levi almost immediately
“im sorry i misplaced it.” you croak out, your voice is all scaly and weird, you hate it
stupidly you get upset about that too
don’t people sound hot when they’re sick?? why do you sound like an angry bear...?
this is not fair.
“and i’m stressed.” you blow your nose but it continues to drip despite your constant attempts to stop it
nose bright red and hair disheveled levi’s eyes soften when he sees your workbook laying at the foot of your bed
notes are scribbles in random corners and your mind map is a chaotic mess but you’re trying your best given the circumstances
god, even when you’re sick you’re working hard. you’re ridiculous but in the most endearing way known to man
“alright, lay down.” he runs a hand through your hair to fix the birds nest before he adjusts your pillows and places your head down gently
“i’m sorry i’ve lost the-”
levi’s index finger presses against your lips and he shushes you
“get some rest, please.”
you comply but not before giving him a playful glare
his warm palms move to hold your face. cheeks squished together he swipes your tears away
“i’ve got some soup on the stove you’ll be good in no time.” his soft reassurance is comforting and protective
nodding you flutter your eyes shut.
you’re unable to sleep but levi’s presence is enough to ease you even if it’s just a little you do feel better
fifteen minutes pass and levi returns he’s got you a hot cup of tea and the soup is nowhere to be seen
“i had an accident in the kitchen... so have some tea instead.”
you simply laugh it off, he’s trying his best and you’re alright with not having to be fed tomato soup
tomato soup..... it’s sick and twisted it tastes so bad
you recall having to force yourself to down an entire bowl last christmas after catching a cold
never ever again will you do that
anyways, pea soup superiority it’s the only valid type !!!
levi likes tomato soup though that’s the only reason it sits in bulk in one of the kitchen cabinets
he brushes the mountain of tissues on your bedside table away, he’ll dispose of them later
placing the cup of tea where the aforementioned tissues once were you then realize he’s brought you a slice of madeira cake to have alongside it
at this your eyes brighten you love madeira cake it’s so soft and buttery and simple but it’s just REALLY GOOD???
anyway, you definitely recommend everyone to have some it’s a solid 10/10
“picked some up on my way here.”
your heart swells affectionately
no one will ever love you as hard as he does
to be honest, the little things he does keep you grounded and you don’t really know where you’d be without him
he always pays attention to the things you love, always carries you from the couch to your bed, always tucks you in, always lingers a little just to make sure you’re sound asleep
you know about that last bit because on occasion you have stirred awake on accident
every single time he strokes your hair and holds you close ushering you back to sleep
again, you don’t know if it’s your fever making you emotional or the warm feeling of being loved so HARD?? it’s like whack a mole the only difference is being repeatedly hit by bursts of affection
not really a great analogy but your brain is fried right now and it’s the best you’ve got
levi sits next to you making the mattress shift and you then plop your head against his chest
“drink up.”
he hands you the cup of tea but you nuzzle your face into his neck instead forcing him to place it back down
“what are you doing?” he asks.
one of his hands draws circles onto your back soothing you and the other hand is fiddling around with the packaging of your cold meds, he looks to be reading the description just to make sure you can take them
the feeling of his t-shirt under your cheek fades away and you find yourself staring up at him
“get here.” he softly murmurs
rather than pressing a hand against your forehead he swoops down
at first his hands feel your face and neck
“you’re burning up.” he frowns and then he does it
he presses his forehead against yours and you swear you could stop breathing and pass out right then and there
“the fever’s getting worse, why didn’t you call me earlier i had to find out you were sick from-”
“i love you.”
he freezes.
“of course you love me but that’s not what we’re talking about right now.” he snorts and looks you right in the eye.
suddenly you’re kinda just a teeny-weeny bit self-conscious about your dark under eyes but you push that thought to the back of your mind
“no i mean. i really fucking love you levi.” the expletive only makes you sound more serious especially since you always scold him when he uses vulgar language
it looks as if his mouth moves to say it back but you stop him
“you don’t have to say it again. i’m saying it because you said it first.” you explain through your drowsy state
“when did i say it first?”
the fever must be really getting to you is what he’s thinking
“your actions spoke for you.”
he ever so slightly jabs you with his elbow before he carefully places your head back down onto his chest
“you’re so sappy.” he pecks your cheek and you hum silently still unable to breathe out of one of your nostrils
“i know but you’re sappier.”
levi doesn’t respond because he knows you’re correct
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